#sorry aki i get so dumb easily!!!!

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Keeping Up With Seijoh Pt. 10

a/n: based on this post uwu

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LOOOK I LOVE THIS SCENE LIKE I CAN GO ON A RANT OF HOW IMPORTANT THIS SCENE IS LIKE SKDJSLDKKSSM

okay so

yuhhhhhh

the way this is set up is basically seijoh simping for you

also they have their own separate gc just for them bc they dont want you to see them just simping for you

even tho oiks ltr does that everyday

but hes not ready for that conversation

there was a few times that you were kinda curious as to what was in the chat

but they would click off and they would blush before diverting you to a different conversation

this might sound hella weird and creepy

idk bout yall but i think its cute that they take random pictures of you doing the sinplest things

this all started bc of one picture

from baby aki-kun

so basically you stayed behind with kunimi during monday to just study and you sat in front of him while sharing his desk

babie took a pic of you just studying and he sent it to the gc with no context

its a known fact that seijoh doesnt practice during mondays so they were all doing something out of school

but they were all missing you so seeing you with kunimi fueled jealousy in everyone

even kyo

oikawa blew up in the chat and was keyboard smashing

the others were just teasing him like hes lucky youre with him

but behind the screen, they were blushing and red and envious and AAAAA

thus spurred on some sort of competition

like they would send the chat pictures of you like 'hA TAKE THAT SHES WITH ME'

unbeknowst to you, these boys have folders of just cute candid pics of you

oikawas insta is filled of you and his snap is full of you in his story and his tiktok is full of screaming simp rants about you

the tiktok comments are all like, 

‘IS SHE YOUR GIRLFRIEND?!’

‘OIKAWA-SAN SHES ADORABLE’

‘BACK🤺OFF🤺OIKAWA🤺I🤺CALLED🤺DIBS🤺ON🤺HER🤺FIRST🤺‘

random ones like him doing a day in my life type of vids and you appearing and everyone can just see the small blush on his face and the bashful yet happy smile on his lips

its really adorable

but the real ones know that shes been appearing in his insta since day 1

moilk.bread.1

thats practically your account now 

welll,,,

its more of a fan account for you and a lot of people from aoba johsai follow that account since you dont have an official one yet so they all simp for you there

the pictures were all from everyone like the boyz group chat was a haven for your candids

you did think it was strange that the boys would constantly ask to take pictures with you and everyone was just trying to get a pic to have aesthetic couple pics w you

and they would put it as their wallpaper or lockscreen

IMAGINE THE BLUSH THEY WOULD GET WHEN COMPLETE STRANGERS WOULD ASK THEM IF THATS THEIR GIRLFRIEND

oooo i mentioned this in the post too that iwa and you went to the gym and you guys took a mirror pic

after, you didnt really like the gym bc its just hard yanno?

iwa went back and while he was setting up his weights and equipments, his gym buddy noticed his phone light up causing your picture to show up

'oh? is that your girlfriend, iwaizumi?'

duh he doesnt have a girlfriend so he was like 🤨 until he saw his phone

the lockscreen was blaringly bright and your 'couple pic' was showing with the notifications

totally not oikawa blowing up their group chat bc he was with you

ofc babie hajime got all flustered and he blushed before shaking his head

'n-no'

he mumbled and his buddy laughed before clapping his back

'well, you obviously like her so do somethinf about it before someone does'

dont you think he doesnt know that?

also with mattsun!

this mans works in a cute cafe that this old granny owns and this thought has been living in my head rent free

and he was working during the weekend at the cafe

there were other people there but granny loves him bc hes been working there sibce he was like 15 and she took care of him a lot

he was like a grandson

so while he was serving, this granny was manning the cashier and checking people out

issei's phone was there on the table behind the counter and it started glowing at the indication of the messages being received

'have a nice day-oh!'

she noticed it right there and she saw the picture on his lockscreen

you were probably being carried by him due to your levelness with his height and you were kissing his cheek while issei smiled brightly

that was a picture you both took during an outing at the mall and the sunset behind you was just perfect to take a picture in

poor granny was like 'oop dont look at the messages' so she turned it over to not go to his privacy

there again you were

it was a polaroid of you two and he was backhugging you at school

hint? 👀

askldfjlsdkf

she knew issei was a very handsome young man so there shouldnt have been a surprise that he would be dating someone

can we name this granny?

granny inko lol

okay so granny inko saw issei coming over to rest the serving board thing and she beckoned him over

mattsun nodded and leaned over the counter to see what she wanted only to be greeted with a flick to the forehead

‘oW what was that for?’

he whined while holding the spot

granny inko tutted disapprovingly before crossing her arms

‘youve been working all week this week when you could’ve taken time off to spend it with your pretty lady. is this how men are nowadays? didn’t i teach you right to treat women properly?’

duh baby mattsun was confused like O_O

‘wha?’

his dumb question made her grab the phone and place it on the counter in front of him

‘your girlfriend, child. women need attention constantly and as much as you want that money, is it worth losing that smile full of happiness?’

okay stop it granny im getting emotional

more like disagreeing bc that wouldnt put food on the table BUT ANYWAYS

baby issei was surprisingly embarassed and scratched his neck

‘um,, baa-chan,,,,, she’s not my girlfriend’

he flustered and gave her an awkward smile

granny inko shot him a confused look and tapped the phone

‘well, she looks like she is. and if not, better hurry your move, boy. girls that make men happy like that only comes as rare as a good scratch ticket’

LMAO 

i do not encourage gambling so please save your money kids

you know what

these boys do that just to actually feel like it

okay thats confusing so imma explain it in greater detail

whenever someone mistakes you as their girlfriend, it makes them feel like you are for that split second and its just an addicting feeling

its like what if you were their girlfriend?

i mean, youre already the whole team’s girlfriend but theyre greedy brats and just want you for themselves

ohohohohoh

kyo!!

kyo def has a selfie of you both with the doggie filter but it was actually you who took it while he was just staring at you in the background

that was his lockscreen for like the rest of his high school career

lol

anyways!!

he was actually in a fight and during it, his phone fell off to the ground and conveniently oikawa messaged causing it to light up

one of the thugs had their hands gripping kyo’s collar and was pushing him against the wall while the others were surrounding them

they saw the phone flash and kyo cursed at the terrible timing and he made a mental note on killing oikawa later

a guy picked it up and he smirked, seeing the pretty smile of a pretty girl

‘heh? whats this?’

kyotani pushed the guy who was holding him but other two surged towards him and held him tighter

their leader snatched the device and chuckled

‘oh. its that bitch from his school. what is it’

he snaps his fingers as he tries to remember before stopping

‘aha! l/n y/n!’

kyo growled

‘shut up!’

the guy grinned at him and tapped the phone against kyo’s chin

‘oh yea. i heard shes a cutie. most people here know her, kid. now we know shes connected to you and guess what. you cross us again, she’ll take your place as you are right now. orrrr, we can,,, use her as our pet. thats how she is in your team, right? so let us have a turn. maybe we can send you a pic, hm?’

yea no that wasnt happening

kyotani easily beat those people up after because even just saying that unleashes power he didnt know he had

‘bastard. youre lucky this is just a warning. you touch her and i will kill you’

he landed one last kick on the guy’s face before taking the phone and leaving

now he has to figure out how to hide the bruises

you fussed later and he didnt tell you the reason instead just saying they said something that made him angry

nah

you were a person he didnt want to disappoint and he knows how much it hurts you to see him in that state

that was one of the things he hated but loved at the same time

you were such an empath that you would treat him and wince as if you were the one feeling the pain instead of him

and it made him feel special

you were one of the few things he holds close and he would be damned if anything happened to you because of him

the group chat was actually just blowing up with more screaming and the third years yelling at each other with the first years just casually reading the texts

they were used to the arguments within the team and you would remain so naive with the whole thing

kunimi is the type to keep silent and he didnt really care about anyone getting angry if you were spending time with him

but he does get annoyed if you were with kindaichi because you three were a package lol

like when kindaichi and you were at the arcade, this kid walked all the way there just because he didnt want kindaichi to hog you to himself

duh you thought this was adorable and endearing bc they wanted to hang out w you

no LUV theyre greedy brats who gets jealous over yOU

OH

so like i mentioned before that you and makki would walk over to the bakery and you guys would buy food there and such

and its also canon in here that makki only shares his food with you and no one else lol

why?

because when you eat the puffs, you put one in each cheek and it makes you look so adorable like a squirrel

sorry but squirrels are so cute like AAAAA

makki takes so many pictures of you and a lot are surprise shots where your eyes would be wide with cheeks full of food

aaaaa so cute

like you and makki sat down on a bench in the park across the bakery and you excitedly dug in to your own treat

makki chuckled at your excitement but he placed his hand on you arm to stop you

‘y/n-chan. say aaa’

you lit up and let him put the puff in your mouth and thought he was done but was surprised when there were two

you happily chewed it and went back to looking at your treats

but makki interrupted you again by calling you out

‘princess~’

the nickname made your eyes widen with red painting your cheeks and the shutter of the camera made you realize what he did

‘makki-senpai!’

you whined and he laughed

makki had a lovestruck smile on his face and he wiped the bit of creme on the corner of your lip

‘gotta take care of my princess~’

STOPPPPP MY HEART? GONE MY SOUL? GONE HOTEL? TRIVAGO

OH MY GOD IM IN SUCH A MAKKI AND MATTSUN AND IWA AND OIKAWA AND THIRD YEARS IN GENERAL BRAIN ROT PLEASE HELP

but we gotta give love to the second years :’)

ive mentioned that watari is the only person to ever go into your house right?

well, he comes over to cook and such so you guys spend time making food for the team 

watari takes this opportunity to take pictures of you cooking and the group chat cries bc its so domestic and they all start having the same thoughts

they really said seijoh braincells

it was like seeing a glimpse of a possible future for them

you, wearing an apron, cooking on the stove with your hair thrown in whatever with baggy clothes

gosh

thats like you someday being their wife and waking up one morning to see you there cooking in the kitchen

oikawa swears he had a dream that night because of that picture and he continuously thanks watari for YEARS because of that picture

okay are you curious about the dream?

yuhhh

oikawa woke up in an unfamiliar bed in a foreign room 

he felt his bones crack when he stretched and his hand extended out to a side that was still quite warm

hm

somebody must be sleeping next to him

then he stood up, catching his reflection in the mirror in front of the bed

;)

why would there be a mirror there hmmmm????

ANYWAYS

he noticed he had a bigger build and his hair was longer

then came the itch of the facial hair that he swore wasnt there a minute ago

this guy even checked out his butt and to his surprise, wow

obviously he was confused and a part of him thought this was the future

tooru walked to the door to go into the hallway and concluded, yep, this was not his house

then he heard music being played somewhere and a mixture of voices coming from a room

sounded like a woman and children

he stops at the top of the stairs, suddenly hit of the thought that this voice was so familiar

‘hm?’

tooru walked downstairs and stopped when down the hallway in front of the steps led to the kitchen where the voices seemed to lead to

‘mama! mama! mama! toast! i wan toast!’

‘in a bit, darling. just let me finish flipping the pancake’

the song was lo-fi with the volume being turned low enough to hear the voices fine

tooru wandered down the hallway and he stopped, finally seeing the owners of those voices

there was a handsome little boy sitting on the chair by the island and his brown hair was a mess of wild curls

there was a woman with h/c hair swaying to the tune and a beautiful little girl curled up in her arms while sitting on her hip

‘hey’

oikawa spoke out and caught everyone’s attention

‘papa’s awake!’

‘pa!’

‘hello tooru’

tooru froze

that was you

he knows it’s you

‘y/n-chan’

he whispered and you looked back at him from the pan

‘yes? if youre looking for coffee, we ran out apparently’

that was not what he was talking about

he hastily walked over to the boy and he blinked rapidly

‘you look like me’

he mumbled and the child grinned

‘eung! papa  and yozo look the same! mama and nana say so!’

yozo?

feeling like all the attention was on him, the little girl whined and her hands made grabby motions to him

‘pa pa’

she whined and tooru just felt something in him that screamed to hold the kid

you shushed the little girl

‘dont worry, looney loon. papa’s right there’

loon?

tooru stayed frozen at his spot and you raised an eyebrow at him

‘tooru? luna wants you’

oh

luna

that snapped him out of his trance and he held the little girl in his arms where she smiled at him and then he felt tears welling up in his eyes

then he woke up

okay sorry that was a long dream

so this dragged on for so long already okay

this was only meant to be small but aaaaa i couldnt help itt!!!!

but anyways!

the boys are just simps for you and theyre creeps that take pictures of you and they think about you all the time pls accept their love

also a mild continuation of the dream:

oikawa was holding luna and she was happily laying there when another figure emerged from the hallway

‘iwa-chan?’

he asked, surprised

what was he doing here?

iwa heard his name and grunted before going to a beeline for you

you smiled at him and he leaned in to give you a kiss to which oikawa froze in

iwa noticed his best friend holding his daughter and luna saw her father there

‘daddy!’

she shrieked and tooru blanched

‘uh, what?’

iwa extended his hands out to hold the girl but tooru held her tightly and leaned back

haji narrowed his eyes

‘um, give me my daughter, oikawa’

he grumbled and tooru shook his head

‘no! shes my daughter!’

you blinked

‘your god daughter, yes. but she’s half of your best friend, tooru’

half of his-

god? daughter?

‘so that means-’

‘piece it together, oikawa. did ya get brain damage or something? babe, call the doctor’

oikawa screamed

a/n: lol look WHO ROSE FROM THE GRAVEEEEEEE :) anyways. i really want to deeply apologize to everyone for taking an unexpected break and i shouldve told you guys and im really sorry :( everythings just chaotic lmao and im just like taking a breath for a second uwu and im so AMAZED at how many people still follow me even tho ive been gone for so long like bls yall are real ones :’) i love you all and the req box is still closed at this time as i need to finish the ones i have first soo thankyou for reading thiss and hopefully ill update soonerr!!! :)))

also not me completely messing up my kuws and missing 8 and 9 in my masterlist and having a mindblowing realization that i have 10 keeping up with seijoh fics

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The first short story I ever wrote

This story was my very first entry to the monthly competitions. It was my first ever English short story. Though it’s very tempting to edit it, I like to keep it exactly as I once posted it, so I can look back and see my own progress over time.

Hades didn't know how he felt about the sight in front of him. His life had led him to some of the most desolate places on the continent, and he had learnt to appreciate dreariness in a landscape. If you kept morals out, anything could become beautiful.

But the ruin of a city's Plant was something else. The vitreous building, still majestic despite its downfall, was marked by soot. Massive metal beams and towering shards of molten materials stabbed the ground around its broken frame. Fire had killed that Plant. Nothing spoke of slow and painful death like the carcass of a Plant. It meant no filtered water, no recycled earth. No uncontaminated food. Despite his twisted tastes, Hades couldn't find it in him to appreciate the view. Instead he shouldered his bag and went in search of a lookout, internally seething against his employer. It wasn't an assassin they should have sent out here but a recovery crew. The life of his target most certainly wasn't worth more than the smallest piece that could be salvaged from the Plant. His employer must be ill informed. The town had been doomed years ago in that fire.

He stayed in his lookout for two days before he spotted his first sign of human life. Gray shadow on grayer background. Proof people were still surviving. He sat in his concrete lair, charging his gun, screwing his silencer on. Maybe after all his target was alive. When he saw a second human in the distance, he took to the streets. For several hours he walked in expanding circles, hugging shadows, progressing through debris. The kid reached him before Hades could sense him. Instant brownie points earned. This respect was all that saved the child from getting his head blasted, as Hades stood, gripping his pack, grimly staring at the sheepish youth holding on to the other end of it. Hades shook the straps violently, jolting the kid off against the pile of trash sheltering them. However the kid stood his ground, cooly assessing the older man.

"Are you a Rogue?" the child asked, eyes suddenly sparkling. "Why? Are you a Rogue killer?" Hades scowled. The kid only groaned, turning his attention back to the pack. Hades had seen rogue killers younger than this kid. Considering that the ones who could claim the kill had first dibs on the rogue's belongings, people got motivated. In such ruined cities all thieves or scavengers, even simple shady strangers, would fall under the Rogue denomination. Of course Hades fell into other categories as well. Spy, thief, murderer. Gun for hire. Hopelessly for the locals, he would probably prove too hard a kill even if the entire town set after him.

"You've gotta be one though no?" The kid went on, "Not like people come to visit here no more."

"Your English is dreadful." Hades replied.

The kid shrugged, unconcerned. The sound of upset rubble clicked in the air and in an instant the kid fell forward, arms bent, fingers splayed to smoothly catch his weight. He landed soundlessly next to Hades, who had spontaneously crouched, palming his gun under his coat. He was impressed by the kid's reflexes. "Smart brat" he whispered. "Them dumb ones don't grow old." Hades waited, scanning the ruined street and staying stone-still, even after a scrawny fox dashed away, offering a possible explanation for the noise that had startled them. One didn't survive by being dismissive. As they finally relaxed, Hades made up his mind. "What's your name kid?" "Aki. What's yours?" "Hades" Aki frowned, his little dirty nose creasing in concentration. "Heard it before I think but… never met you" Hades laughed at that. "You probably heard it in old stories." "Stories about you?" "No. A very long time ago, some people believed in a God called Hades. They left many stories about their gods." The kid gaped, his jaw falling open in complete amazement. "You've got a god's name?! Dust me!" he was so enthusiastic that Hades resolved to keep the nature of his namesake's godly business to himself. No need to dampen the mood. "Aki, sorry to cut the fun but I've been traveling for days to get here. I've got a message for the town's Master Engineer. I didn't know the Plant had died. Is he still alive?" Aki nodded. "Could you take me to him?" Hades asked. The child stood up and dusted his thick gloves on his hips. "Canna do that if you're a Rogue." "I'm no Rogue." The kid shrugged again. Obviously the gesture was some local equivalent for "I don't care what you say". Hades opened his pack with a sigh and made a show of digging through his belongings under the suddenly burning gaze of the youth. He felt bad. Why bother with this kid? Hades had never had to invent a cover story before. Why talk to the rare people who got in his way when he could simply kill them? But if the kid led him to the Master Engineer, he'd speed Hades' work by days… And betray his Master. Anyway he wasn't lying was he? He was a traveller. He had a message to deliver. Bullet message between the eyes.

"Here, that's from Beiry. A shell, the home of a creature that lives in the sea. That's dried fruit paste. They make it in Sakarof, ten days walk West of here. It's sweet. And that's my old mister, you could plug it on your mask. It vibrates when the levels get too high. You pick. I give you the one you want to bring me to your Master Engineer." It was an easy bargain. The kid was quick in making decisions and wisely chose the mister over the rest. Aki might look twelve, but Hades suspected him to be older. The scraggy body poking under the layers of protective clothing spoke of years with too little food. He glanced down at his own chest, peeking under his combi at jutting ribs. He looked almost as malnourished as the child. That's what you got for spending weeks walking through the zone on stupid contracts.

Aki proved to be intense company. He needed frequent breaks and paced their movements in order to always rest in a shelter he was familiar with. He would then indulge in a stream of breathless chatter. He explained how the ruins of the town were mapped, took them to the water works, pointed at shelters, led the way to the cemetery field and cross-questioned Hades about the ways of other town-people, and if any around had pretty girls. He told him everything he remembered about the day their own Plant burnt. He was all around the single most bubbly, optimistic, good humoured zone dweller Hades had ever met. It baffled him. "You're a very trustful brat to tell a stranger all this." "It's my mom's doin' you know? It's how she saved the town too, when the Plant died on us." "What do you mean?" "You know of Master no? She's no leader, weird specialty too. Old tech, she used to study. When the Plant died, everyone was just feeling like it should be someone's fault, so they got after her." "Your Master Engineer is a woman?" Aki nodded. Hades was surprised, but waved at Aki to continue. "Like I said, my mom always went 'Aki, there is no trustin' no one these days, so you'll have to make a choice each time, and start trusting. Better live with treason than never trustin' no one'. That's what she went yelling at people who were after the Master, too. And she did good on that. None of us would be living but for the Master." Hades' curiosity was definitely piqued.

Aki had led them towards the edge of the town, walking along the hazy border between concrete and wilderness. He finally went up a slope, creeping to the top and hid behind a boulder, pointing down around it.

For the second time that week, Hades didn't know how to feel about the sight in front of him. Aki sniggered. Underground buildings poked out of the earth, next to three long, half buried glasshouses, complete with lead sheeting. A century old model. People where going around, caring for plants grown on aeroponic beds. "Dust me to Hell" Hades muttered, "your Master specialized in 21st century tech?" Aki nodded vigorously. "We're still twenty-two people, eight years after. She's teaching us good."

The Master, easily identifiable by her combi, appeared by a glasshouse, patiently showing another woman how to coil a water cable. And here he had come, to this impossible, hidden little village of hope, the god of Death he was, to put a bullet in that woman's head, crop it off and carry it to a ruthless employer. One bullet, twenty-two deaths. Hades felt sick. Dust it all! He turned to Aki, yanking him close. "Kid, in that cemetery, didn't you say you buried someone recently?"

~~ March 2015 – theme : Rogues

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May I please get Ichiro and Jiro being protective and their lil bro? Like Saburo comes home with a bruise on his cheek cause some kid is being a dick at school and they jump into action? Idk I’m sorry i just love older BB protecting Saburo ;u;

Hewwo! Hope you like this! I’m a big sister myself and I have two younger siblings (both girls) so we could easily be the Buster Sisters (not the same ring but maybe Super Sisters which is ugly but anyway) and i really am protective of both of them even if I don’t publicly like show affection that much haha.

Thanks for the request dear anon!

Saburo really tried to be silent as he crept his way to his room, but he really should have not experienced to be successful, given that Ichi-nii is very vigilant and Jiro is very vigilant when it comes to Ichiro’s reactions.

“Saburo?” Ichiro called from the couch where he and Jiro sat watching anime. “Why don’t you come here?”

Saburo squeezed his eyes shut and cringed. He took his hand away from the doorknob “Uh… homework!”

“On the first week? It can wait.” Ichiro turned around and smiled at him. “Take a break! It’s Friday.” He turned his head back to the screen. “You can’t miss this episode.”

“It would be heresy.” Jiro said.

Saburo would usually flip him off, but he couldn’t. Instead, he trudged to the couch and sat down, his head bowed.

Ichiro sat up. “Saburo?” He touched his youngest brother’s shoulder. “What’s wrong- eh?”

Saburo didn’t even realise he was crying. A drop of water suddenly appeared on his pants and he started trembling.

“Hey. Look at me.” Ichiro gently made Saburo turn to him and he stilled when he saw what Saburo was trying to hide.

An ugly purple bruise bloomed on his youngest brother’s face. It covered most of his left cheek and it looked like an impact bruise. He was sure it wasn’t from a wall because he’s gotten in enough fistfights to know one bruise from another.

At this point, Jiro sat up and turned off the TV. He looked at Saburo intently and with concern.

“Who did this to you?” Ichiro asked gently. He  then turned to Jiro. “Get the ice pack.”

For once, Jiro didn’t disobey an order that was about Saburo and he immediately stood up to go to the fridge.

Saburo wiped his eyes. “He… some dick in my class.” He sniffed and tried to wipe the tears away. “He… he said that I was��” His lips trembled.

Ichiro rubbed his back. Jiro returned to the couch and sat on Saburo’s other side. He handed Ichiro the icepack and the eldest put it gently on Saburo’s cheek. “Hold this.” He brought Saburo’s hand to the ice pack. “What did he say Saburo?”

“He… he said I was the weakest Buster Bro.” More tears streamed down his face. Saburo felt Ichi-nii’s hand clench. “He… he also said…” He took a shuddering breath, “that I’m useless and all I’m good for is math and I’m the least skilled and… I don’t deserve to be a Buster Bro.”

At this, Jiro stood up and growled, both his fists clenched. “What’s his name? That dick is going to pay for that.” The middle child looked around as if he was looking for someone to fight. “He’s going to fucking die where is he?” He looked at Saburo. “No one gets to say that to you!”

Saburo looked at Jiro in shock. He did not expect that kind of reaction from his brother.

“Jiro calm down.” Ichiro took a deep breath and clenched and unclenched his hand. “Is that all he said? If that’s the case, why did he punch you?”

“He said that I should prove that I’m strong and…” He sighed. “When I refused to fight back, he punched me and pushed me against the lockers.” He sniffed. “I went to the principal already and he is being punished but…” He looked down, his eyes welling with tears again. “I… I can’t hep but think about what he’s saying.”

“Saburo.”

Saburo looked up at his brother. “You are not weak.” Ichiro said with such strength. “You might be the youngest, but you are so smart.”

“But… the division battle…”

“You did not disappoint me.” He looked at Jiro. “Neither of you disappointed me. You made me proud and your hardworking motivates me to improve myself. If anything, I should be sorry. And I am proud that you did not fight back and cause more trouble. That takes more strength than raising a fist.” He squeezed Saburo’s knee. Then his face morphed into an angry one. “But whoever that bastard is… I hope he gets expelled.”

“THEN LETS GO!” Jiro yelled and punched his hand into his other hand. “Let’s make that asshole be sorry!” He looked at Saburo. “Only I can do that to you! You are not weak! You are one of the smartest people ever!” He turned red all of a sudden. “But you’re still a fucking idiot okay? Like you’re so fucking dumb! But no one gets to say that to you!’ He growled.

Ichiro stood up. “Violence will get us nowhere. However…” His eyes gleamed. “I’m friends with the principal in his school, and I heard his daughters are fans.” He smiled. “Perhaps we can give him a worse punishment for bullying.”

Jiro smiled viciously. “Clean the whole school?”

“Polish the basketball court?”

“Cut the grass?”

“Clean all the bathrooms?”

“Apologise during the general assembly?”

“Sing the theme song of Inuyasha over the PA system?” Ichiro’s smiled widened.

“Wear the girl’s uniform for a day.” Jiro laughed. “Oh that fucker is going down.”

Ichiro rubbed his chin and put his hands on his hips.  He hummed. “All of that can be arranged.” He looked at Saburo with a smile. “What do you say Saburo?”

Saburo sniffed and wiped his eyes. He had stopped crying because his heart was full of warmth because of his brothers. “I… I think that would be great.”

Ichiro winked at him and ruffled his hair. “Great!” He plopped down back on the couch and gestured for Jiro to sit down as well. He grabbed his phone from the seat. “Be right back.” He stood up again and went to the kitchen.

“Hey.”

Saburo looked at Jiro.

Jiro picked the remote up and pointed it at the TV. He wasn’t looking at Saburo as the anime came back on screen. “Don’t let anyone do that to you. Or else they’ll answer to me. Got it?”

Saburo nodded and looked to the TV, watching the intense action sequence.

“You’re an idiot you know that?” Jiro said.

Saburo smiled. “You are one too.” He replied.

Ichiro came back and pulled Saburo to him. “Good news! With the exchange of signatures and a video greeting his children happy birthday, he agreed to…” He laughed at the scene on the TV. He coughed. “Erm… he agreed to make Aki-“

“His name is Aki?”

“Jiro…”

“Sorry.”

“He agreed to make Aki polish the basketball court floor, clean the locker room, trim the grass of the field all after training of course, and for a week, along with a public apology.” He hugged Saburo with one arm and Jiro smiled.

Saburo leaned to his brother and he really couldn’t stop smiling anymore.

This was really all he needed, two great brothers (one stupid one) and anime. It was home.

The three then collectively gasped at the confession and plot twist on the screen.

[i-dont-look-good-i-look-great]

Who I Am 3

A/N: Oh my gosh I haven’t posted for the longest time ever 😅😅😅 But really... Been through some tough events these past months but I’m happy and glad that they are over. I can start anew! Anyways please enjoy!

Part 1  Part 2  

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I gulp, my heart racing as I stare at the bloody sword that points at me.

“You…” The man spoke, crouching down to look at me closer. “You look familiar.”

I tilt my head a little, confused on how a stranger like him would’ve or might’ve know me to think I look familiar to him. I look at him closely, examining him and wondering how I got into such a situation.

A few hours earlier ~

I sat down on a fallen tree, relieve that we are finally resting. On the way here, Aihime had gotten a little fever, so we are slowly making our way to Owari. According to Inuchiyo, if we continue walking, we’ll make it by nightfall. However, I insist on resting to check up on Aihime and hoping she didn’t push herself too much.

Inuchiyo had taken Aihime down from his back and sat her down next to me.

“Stay here,” Inuchiyo says as he starts going through his bag. “I’ll go find us some water.”

I pull off my coat and cover Aihime with it, hoping it’ll keep her warm.

“Thank you.” Aihime smiles at me. “I’m sorry. I’m just holding you and Inuchiyo back… I’m always sick and weak.”

“It’s okay.” I move closer to her, wrapping an arm around her. “I’m sure you’re not weak.”

Aihime sighs, leaning her head on my shoulder. “You don’t understand Aki,” she says, sadness in her voice. “I’m always bring you down. I have no skills, no passion and no interest… Unlike you, you can dance, you can write, read and play the koto…”

“Don’t say that.” I pat her head. “I’m proud of you just the way you are. Besides, I can always teach you. No matter what happens, I won’t let you feel like this anymore. If you are committed, Aihime.”

Aihime laughs. “You know I can’t stay committed!” She pouts.

“Your lessons start as soon as we get to town!” I pinch her cheeks.

After waiting for a while, I start to worry since he hasn’t return. Looking up at the sky, I realize that the sun is about to set within a few hours.

“Aihime,” I spoke, standing up. “Can you wait here by yourself? Inuchiyo hasn’t return for a while, I’m going to go to look for him.”

Aihime nods at me.

“Okay, stay here.” I pat her shoulder. “I’ll be back.”

Leaving Aihime alone, I walk the way I saw Inuchiyo went earlier. While walking, I shout out Inuchiyo’s name, hoping that he’ll respond when he heard me calling. I came upon two paths, one leading uphill while one lead downhill. Not sure which one to take, I look for human footprints. If Inuchiyo might’ve came upon this path, then surely there would be footprints. I found little footprints on the path that leads uphill and thinking that maybe Inuchiyo might’ve gone this way, I head up the path.

For some reasons the path got a little… bushy? The more I walk, the more weeds and bushes I pass by. I suddenly got a gut feeling that I might’ve taken the wrong path and I’m just going to get myself in some trouble. Suddenly, I see a cabin! I was starting to get relieve and will definitely give Inuchiyo a lecture later but again, I still got a bad feeling in my gut. However I ignored it and continue.

“Inuchiyo?” I call out as I walk towards the cabin. “Inuchiyo. Where are you? Inuchiyo?”

When I got to the cabin, I try opening the door, but it wouldn’t budge so I step back a little and ran right into the door, breaking it open. I was expecting to see Inuchiyo in here or something however I began to panic when I see that the cabin was empty. Right when I was about to turn and run away, I felt a sharp pain on the back of my head and instantly, everything went black.

I wasn’t sure how long I blackout, but, I was woken up when I felt something cold and wet poured all over me. Waking up, I can hear people talking and for some reason my arms and wrist are sore. Looking up, I see three men and try to move, only to realize that my hands have been tied behind my back, which explains the soreness.

“Oh you’re up.” One of the men smiles creepily at me.

“I told you, we should’ve just taken her somewhere, screw her up and push her dead body over a cliff.” Another said, glaring at the man who just spoke to me.

“Oh come on man!” The last one laughs. “Why kill her when we can fuck her whenever we want? Or! Sell her for thousands!”

I panic just listening to them talk, I look down and felt a little relieve when I see that they haven’t search me… yet.

“What do you want from me?” I ask. “Please, just let me go. Whatever you are doing, I don’t care! I won’t tell anyone. Please just let me go.”

“Now, now.” The first man who spoke me grins. “How can we when you are a treasure what happen to stumble upon us? Do you know how much we get if we sell you? Or…” He suddenly walks closer to me, reaching a finger up to trace my jaw. “My buddies and I can have a good and fun time with you first.”

His finger slide down from my jaws, to my neck then to my chest. He parts my yukata and frowns when he sees the binding.

“What are you hiding under here huh?” He asks.

I quickly move back. “Nothing.” I spoke. “I’m not hiding anything. Nothing but a big ugly scar.”

The men all laugh.

“Then show us,” the second man spoke. “We’ll make sure you love your scar after showing us.”

I am panicking so much that it hurts to stay calm and plan something to lead them away from touching or violating me. Akihime you’ve got to think quick! Think quick! I told myself while biting my lip so hard I feel like it could bleed any second. I finally and suddenly thought of something!

“Wait!” I stop them from inching towards me. “If you untie me, I’ll show you everything myself.”

I am hoping my plan works. The plan is to act like I’m into them but then headbutts them and just make a run for it.

“Untie you?” One of them laughs. “Do you think we’re dumb?”

“Of course not,” I force a seducing smile and stands up. “Why force me when I’m willing to give it to you all? Besides, I’m not into bondage much. So… untie me and I’ll do it myself, or don’t untie me and be disappointed that you didn’t get a chance to get as much pleasure.”

They all raise their eyebrows, giving me a suspicious look.

“Oh please.” I smile, still hoping it’s seducing enough. “I’ve had plenty of experience. I have to say, they all say I’m the best. However you don’t have to believe me. The choice is always yours.”

They all look at each other before turning around to talk it out. They were all whispering so I couldn’t hear them much but when they were done, one of them walks towards me, behind me and unties me. Judging from their actions, they took my offer. I force myself to smile sweetly at them while walking to the man that said he wanted to screw me and sell me. I reach both hands up to his shoulders and quickly knee him hard in his manhood, push him to the other two and bolt through the door.

I ran and did not look back once, listening to them cursing behind me. Once outside, I am surprise that the sun had just set but now isn’t the time to be surprised about timing because I’ve got three horny and murderous men chasing me! Behind me, I can only feel as if they were getting closer and closer to me.

I look behind me once and before I can even look up, I ran right into something. I fell straight to the ground and I began to panic. If I bump into one of their buddies, this is the end of me. I look up, tears in my eyes, only to see a man’s cold gaze staring back at me.

“There she is!” I heard them yelling from behind me. “Get her! You’re dead meat bitch!”

I turn back to look at them, my heart racing and I start to pray for someone to save me. Anyone. I don’t care who it is, just save me! The moment I heard the sound of a sword unsheathing behind me, I lost hope. The man behind me is probably one of them and he’s going to kill me. I took in serval breaths and close my eyes, ready for the blade to meet my skin. However it never did, I heard the footsteps of the man behind me run pass me and then the screams from the other three men.

I open my eyes, horrified when I see this man take the life of those men. I gasp but cover my mouth with my hands. For the first time in my life, I witness a man end some lives and all I can think of was the amount of blood that shed right in front of me. My mind went blank and I stare as the man looks over his shoulder and walks towards me. When he was within inches, he raises his bloody sword and points it at me.

~~~~~~~~~~

That’s right, this man standing in front of me, pointing a bloody sword at me, is the man who just saved me, possibly also my killer.

“H-How can we have possibly met?” I ask, shaking.

“Hm,” he frowns, lowering his sword before swinging it to get rid of the blood and sheath it back. “Kyoto.”

My heart skips a heart. I look up at him again. Oh. My. It’s him! Lord Nobune… Nobunaga! I blush instantly, remembering our awkward meeting and I just have to run into him once more for our second meeting.

“L-Lord… Nobunaga.” I spoke his name nervously.

“So you remember my name, woman.” Lord Nobunaga grins. “Let me ask you, what are you doing in my territory?” He asks, peering into my face once again.

I got up, dusting myself off. “I… I am here with my younger sister and our childhood friend to come serve the lord of Owari… wait did you just say territory?!”

Lord Nobunaga grins. “Yes, I am the lord of Owari.” He looks at me up and down. “Oda, Nobunaga.”

I panic and for a moment I want him to just unsheathe his sword and end me right now! I didn’t expect this man to be lord of Owari!

“Now tell me,” He spoke once more. “You and whom are going to serve me? How will I know you aren’t spies sent by my enemies? Tell me, woman. Do you think I’ll accept you easily?”

His questions struck me hard. I have nothing of how I am going to give him proof that we are not spies sent by his enemies. I look down, not knowing how to answer him. He suddenly grabs my wrist hard and force me to look at him.

“Answer me,” He demands.

“I don’t know how to prove to you!” I respond, trying my best to shake his grip off me. “How can I show you proof when I don’t have anything?! Inuchiyo is just a fearless and a hothead that is overprotected and loves to fight! My sister and I are just daughters of a single mother who taught us how to cook! How can I give you the evidence you want?! Please! You’re hurting me!”

Lord Nobunaga lets go of me. “Inuchiyo? Maeda Inuchiyo?”

“H-how do you know him?” I ask him.

Lord Nobunaga did not answer me, but his eyes scan me, looking me up and down. He suddenly gives me a creepy grin.

“What?” I ask.

“You can prove it with your body.” Lord Nobunaga says unexpectedly

I look down and realize that the cloth binding my chest had loosen and the part of my breasts is showing. Quickly, I cover my chest with my arms.

“Are you crazy?” I glare at him. “You want me to sleep with you? And you haven’t told me how you know Inuchiyo.

“He’s not important right now.” Lord Nobunaga reaches a hand over and trace my jaw line, his eyes on me. “Surely, you’ve dated before, no?” He spoke. “You’ve probably already done all these naughty and lustful things didn’t you? So why would I be different?”

“T-the difference is that I’m a virgin!” I spoke, moving away from his touch. “How will this even prove to you that we aren’t spies? If you wanted someone to sleep with then you could’ve hired one from the district.”

He didn’t answer my question, but instead reach into his pocket and threw something at me. “I’ll be waiting for you answer,” he turns around, walking away. “The choice is yours. If you choose right, maybe it will be easier. Maybe I’ll even tell you who Maeda Inuchiyo really is.”

I watch him walk away before looking down at what he threw at me. He had given me a small badge with the Oda crest, which I’m guessing is a pass through the gates? Frustrated, I walk away, trying to find the way back before it gets darker.

“Aki!” Aihime cries as she runs up and hugs me hard. “I’m so worried! You’ve been gone for hours and Inuchiyo and I couldn’t find you!”

“Ai-Aihime,” I try pushing her off me. “It’s okay… I’m safe.”

“Where have you been?” Inuchiyo ask with a heavy sigh of relief. “We’ve been searching for you for hours.”

I frown and gave him a little cold glare. “If you haven’t been gone for so long maybe I wouldn’t have gone after you.”

I walk Aihime and sat down with her while patting her head and calming her down. I began to tell them why I was gone for so long and about the bandits, however I didn’t tell them about Lord Nobunaga.

“Then a mysterious man came out of nowhere and saved me.” I sigh. “If it isn’t for him, I wouldn’t be here.”

“Aki!” Aihime cries again. “Oh my heavens I can’t believe someone did that you!” She rubs her face on mine while wrapping her arms around me. “What would I ever do if you didn’t make it! Aki! Please promise me you’ll never do this ever again. Aki!”

“I-I promise!” I smile at her, calming her down. “I’ll never leave again!”

After regrouping with Inuchiyo and Aihime, we all continue walking until we reach town and was able lucky enough to get a hotel. That night, I, for some reason could not sleep at all. I kept thinking about what Lord Nobunaga had said to me. What does he mean when he said it’ll be easier? What if he’s just some pervert that pretends to be The Lord Nobunaga and just wants to sleep with me? I sigh heavy and close my eyes, telling myself that maybe all the things he said to me isn’t true, this may not even be the real Lord Nobunaga, and everything will be easy.

~~~~~~~~~~

Boy was I wrong! The three of us sat down in front of THE Lord Nobunaga and all that I can think was how much I’ve betrayed myself last night. Sitting with his legs crossed on the dais, Lord Nobunaga, the man I met yesterday and the man who saved me, looks down at all of us. The tension was so tense I can feel all eyes on us and everyone in the room can heard my heart beat like a running horse.

Lord Nobunaga suddenly smiles. “My answer is… no.”

At this moment, I finally understand what his words mean. I look up at Lord Nobunaga, my eyes glaring at him. He returns my stare, giving me a small smirk.

“How can you prove me your loyalty?” He proceeds to ask question. “Until you prove me your loyalty, you and these two ladies, can become part of my clan.”

“Milord,” Inuchiyo spoke. “What can we do?”

Once again, Lord Nobunaga looks at me really quick before looking back at Inuchiyo. “That is something for you to solve.” He stood up. “Leave.”

And like that, we had to leave the castle.

“I can’t believe it,” Inuchiyo sighs. “Why can’t we get in? I’m sorry girls.”

Truthfully, maybe it was me who should be sorry. I look down, my nails digging into the skin of my palms. I understand everything now. He must’ve mean that if I don’t sleep with him, he’ll never allow us to be part of his clan. Me sleeping with him was basically the key or our only way to plead our align. I am frustrated. Not at anyone but at myself and Lord Nobunaga.

Sitting in our room in an inn, I thought. I thought for a long, long while. I did not leave to go explode town with Aihime and Inuchiyo when they ask me to. I sat there, in the middle of the room, thinking. By the time I open the window to look out, the sun was already setting. I look down and see Inuchiyo and Aihime both walking towards the inn, both were talking and laughing. I rest my head on my arms, listening to them laugh and feeling the gentle breeze blow. One last deep breath, I’ve made my mind.

I pretend to sleep that night and snuck out when Aihime and Inuchiyo were both sleeping. Holding the clan badge in my hand, I made my way to Azuchi castle. As expected, the guards stop me.

“You!” One of them spoke. “Who are you? What business do you have here in the middle of the night?”

“I’m here to see Lord Nobunaga.” I said, showing them the badge.

The guards seem shocked. They took the badge from me and took out theirs. Seeing that the badges were all the same, they called another guard to fetch someone. It was a little annoying that I had to wait outside like this for a while but then the person they fetch finally came. I look at the man and examine him. He looks like someone I’ve met before.

“Ah, you.” The man smiles. “From Kyoto. And today.”

Ah yes him! The man who was with Lord Nobunaga when we had that little incident in Kyoto. No wonder he looks so familiar.

“My name is Akechi Mitsuhide, Please, call me Lord Mitsuhide.” He spoke. “I believe your name is Hashira Akihime?”

I nod my head. “Yes,” I bow to him. “Please, I must see Lord Nobunaga. It’s important.”

Lord Mitsuhide raises his brows. “In the middle of the night?”

“Yes,” I respond.

Lord Mitsuhide turns to the guards, they quickly show him the badge I gave them. Mitsuhide took the badge, a frown on his face.

“No wonder why he told me he lost his badge!” Lord Mitsuhide shook his head. “This man gave it away!.” Lord Mitsuhide then turns to me. “Excuse me, Miss,” he spoke. “Where might you found this?”

“Lord Nobunaga gave it to me.” I reply. “He saved me in the forest from bandits. He gave it to me and told me to come to him when I thought of a way to repay him.”

“Does it have to be tonight?” Lord Mitsuhide ask.

“It has to be tonight.” I demand.

A worry look on his face, Lord Mitsuhide though for a while before looking back at me. “Follow me.”

I follow him through the gates. He leads me through the castle and stops at a door, which I assume is Lord Nobunaga’s chamber. He knocks on the door.

“Lord Nobunaga,” He says. “You have a visitor.”

“Come in.” The voice inside spoke.

Lord Mitsuhide opens the door and lead me inside. Once inside, I look forward, seeing Lord Nobunaga sitting behind his desk, writing on some papers.

“I have a visitor you say, Mitsuhide?” Lord Nobunaga says, not looking up. “Who would want to visit me in the middle of the night?”

“I can’t believe you lied to me Lord Nobunaga!” Lord Mitsuhide suddenly scolds Lord Nobunaga. “Instead you gave it to a young lady? Lord Nobunaga how many times do I need to explain you to how dangerous this is?!”

Lord Nobunaga didn’t answer, but instead he looks up. He looks at me then to Lord Mitsuhide.

“Leave, Mitsuhide,” he spoke. “I have business with this woman.”

Lord Mitsuhide looks like he wanted to argue, however he didn’t and instead just sighs before walking up to the table, places the badge down, bows then leaves, shutting the door behind him. After hearing Lord Mitsuhide’s footsteps fade, Lord Nobunaga turns to me.

“Your answer?” He smirks a little, placing his brush down.

“Under one condition.” I said coldly. “Inuchiyo, Aihime and I, will serve you.”

Lord Nobunaga laughs. “Maeda’s been serving me.” Lord Nobunaga pushes his table aside. “Ah. I also have a condition. Do not fall in love with me. Deal?”

I frown. “What? He’s been serving you?”

“Deal?” He looks me dead in the eyes.

I sigh heavily and bit my lips. “Deal.”

TBC~~~~~~~

@kitty-kat-ty

@parawhore212

[kitty-bandit]

Just Friends

Rating: E Fandom: Original Setting Pairing: Orha x Akihiko (OCs owned by @kandasboi​) Tags: Drama™; Romance; Dealing with an Ex; A/B/O Dynamics(ish); Heat Sex; Sex; Oral Sex; Anal Sex; Anal Fingering; Multiple Orgasms; Barebacking

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Keep walking. Don’t turn around—

Orha kept his gaze forward, looking straight ahead as he quickened his pace in the hope that Malakai would give up pursuit. He hunched his shoulders, holding his books tight to his chest and clenching his jaw as he speed-walked through campus. But that subtle hint, and his not-so-subtle body language, didn’t dissuade his ex from taking chase. Hurried footsteps echoed behind him and he heard Malakai call his name—louder this time—as he closed the distance between them. Finally, a strong hand gripped his shoulder and yanked him to a stop before he could cross the street.  

“Didn’t you hear me? I was calling you for half a block.” 

Out of breath, Orha turned and looked up at Malakai’s handsome face. He hated that he still thought of him as handsome, even after all the shit he had put him through. But it was hard not to see his beauty—that strong, muscled body and pretty face framed with the softest brown and gray ombre hair. He wished Malakai looked as ugly on the outside as he did inside, that the world would work like that sometimes. It would make it easier to see people for who they really were—before you gave them the chance to hurt you. 

“What do you want?” Orha refused to meet his brown eyes, instead staring at the courtyard and watching a squirrel forage under a tree. His heart refused to calm itself, beating a mile a minute as he waited for Malakai to speak his peace. 

Malakai rummaged through his messenger bag and pulled out a thickly bound book. “Here, I found this and I thought you’d like it.” 

He shoved the book into Orha’s arms, leaving Orha scrambling to keep from dropping his other books in the process. Orha bit his lip to keep from snapping, but couldn’t stifle an exasperated sigh. After rearranging the books in his arms, he looked down at the one Malakai had given him. It was a history book, and one he’d wanted for a while. He hadn’t purchased it because of the price, though. And Malakai just...

Orha shook his head and met Malakai’s gaze. “Why are you giving this to me?”

“What?” he asked, feigning innocence. He had to be faking it—Malakai wasn’t that dumb. Orha had learned how manipulative he could be, and had paid the price for it. “I saw it in the bookstore yesterday. Are you saying you don’t want it?”

“No, I—” Orha sighed and looked back down at the book. “It’s expensive.” 

“You know I can afford it.” 

“That doesn’t matter—we’re not together. You shouldn’t buy me things anymore.” 

Malakai shrugged, looking more at ease than he had the right to be—especially with Orha’s nerves knotted up like rope. “Consider it a gift from a friend, then.” 

Orha let out a stunted laugh as he stared down at the book cover. Friends. Friends didn’t harass you or spread rumors about you or destroy your property just for fun. They weren’t friends and, as far as Orha was concerned, they never would be. 

He still didn’t understand what Malakai was up to. Not even a month ago he was bullying Orha every time they encountered each other—on campus and off. But this change, the complete turn around, struck him as more than a little off. Malakai had been following Orha around, finding excuses to show up at places he knew he would be. He’d given Orha gifts. They were small at first, but the price and sizes grew exponentially. This book was the most expensive yet. Last time he’d priced it, it’d been almost $200. Way over his budget. And Malakai simply threw his money away to buy it for Orha? Something didn’t add up.

What the hell was Malakai planning? What angle was he working? What purpose did being nice to him serve? The more he approached him, the less Orha trusted him, but he was too scared to outright reject his advances. The last thing he wanted was for Malakai to bully him again. He’d already suffered enough from that.

“Fine,” Orha replied, tucking the book to his chest with the others. “Thanks, I guess.”

“So,” Malakai began, taking a step closer and pinching a lock of Orha’s hair between his fingers. “There’s a party tonight at my place. You should come.”

Too close. Orha flinched and pulled away—out of reach from Malakai’s greedy grasp. His stomach twisted in a sick knot. “Sorry, I’m busy tonight.” No way in hell would he be caught dead at Malakai’s house. He turned and headed back down the sidewalk.

His heart dropped in his stomach as heard footsteps behind him.

“Are you busy with something? Or should I say someone?” Malakai asked as he matched Orha’s pace.

“What are you talking about?” he asked back, jaw set tight as he clutched his books to his chest.

“You’ve been hanging around that guy a lot. Akihiko.”

Orha’s back stiffened and his pointed ears flicked backwards, flattening against his head. He shot a glare Malakai’s direction, bristling. “What’s it to you?” The words were harsher than he’d wanted, but he couldn’t help it. Akihiko was a sensitive subject, and Orha didn’t like hearing his name on Malakai’s tongue.

“Just curious.” Malakai watched Orha, unabashedly staring, while Orha quickened his pace. “Haven’t seen you with anyone else lately.”

It was too much—too much to handle all at once. “I gotta go.” He cut across the street, a few cars slamming their breaks and cursing him out as he dashed in front of them. But the shortcut worked and Malakai didn’t bother crossing traffic to follow after him. He sighed in relief, but the anxious energy still hummed along his skin like electricity. He wanted to go home and relax.

As he left campus and crossed into the residential area on the outskirts of the university, a buzzing in his pocket distracted him from his thoughts. Pulling out his phone, his dark blue eyes widened at the name on the screen—Akihiko.

His pace slowed as he unlocked the screen and read over the text.

Aki—Dinner tonight?

It was so casual, the way he asked; subtly comfortable in a way that Orha wished he could say was mutual. The realization struck him, that he had been spending more time with Akihiko than he’d thought, if he could message Orha so easily. It meant that Malakai had been right in his observations, as much as he despised that knowledge.

Still. Still. It didn’t mean anything. In spite of Orha’s original concerns, Akihiko was kind to him. Too kind, really. More kind that he deserved. Like a real boyfriend.

But they weren’t boyfriends. Not really. Or at least, they’d never labeled it. They simply spent time together—some of it platonic, some of it intimate. Whatever they had, it worked, and Orha didn’t dare disturb the balance they’d found in each other. If it was one thing he knew for sure, asking too much in a relationship doomed it to fail. For once, he’d like it to work out, if only for a little longer.

Orha typed back, fingers quick on the screen.

Orha—Pass tonight. Not feeling well.

Little dots popped up on the screen, and Orha waited for Akihiko’s message as he walked.

Aki—Okay. Let me know if you change your mind.

As much as dinner with Akihiko sounded great, Orha didn’t think he could handle it. Not tonight, at least. He’d been feeling strange all day and the run-in with Malakai knocked him off his feet. What he needed was a nap—a nice long nap so he could forget Malakai and Akihiko and his stupid, turbulent emotions. Besides, he needed rest. The last thing he wanted was to catch a cold because he was stressed.

Orha shoved the phone back into his pants and sighed. Tomorrow. He would worry about it all tomorrow. He just needed to get home tonight and rest. 

As that thought entered his mind, he felt the plink of a raindrop on his cheek. Looking up, he watched the sky turn dark, clouds churning in the sky with ill intent. Another drop hit his face—and another and another. 

“Shit,” he grumbled, picking up the pace. Only a few blocks remained until he was home, but before he could curse himself out for forgetting an umbrella, the sky opened up and the deluge hit. 

Tucking his books close to his chest to protect them from the rain, Orha broke out into a sprint. As he ran, water collected into puddles on the sidewalk and splashed against his legs with each step. He couldn’t escape the rain—it permeated everything as it poured from the sky in violent sheets. With his heart pounding in his chest, he hurried down the street in hopes of keeping his books dry in the downpour. As he neared the end of the block, he spotted his house and darted to the door, fumbling with his keys to get indoors. 

After bolting inside and slamming the door shut behind him, Orha sighed in relief. Water dripped down his face, soaking his dark hair and leaving drenched clothes stuck to wet skin. He set his books down on the coffee table in the living room. They weren’t as waterlogged as he’d feared—just a bit of wetness along the top edges. They would dry easy enough. 

As he spread them out on the table, his eyes landed on the history book Malakai had given him and his stomach clenched unpleasantly. He might have wanted the book, but he didn’t want it if it came from his ex. Maybe he could sell it online or something. It would be better than keeping it around and reminding him of what had been.

Unable to bear looking at the book any longer, Orha trudged to his bedroom, water dripping everywhere. He would clean up later, but for now, he wanted nothing more than to crawl into bed and sleep. Stripping out of his sopping wet clothes, Orha dropped each item to the floor without care. Once he was down to his boxers, he slipped into bed and covered himself with the blankets. His skin was clammy and cold from the sudden shower, but the softness of his sheets and pillows drained the tension from his body. Even with wet hair, he felt better.

Before he could muse any longer on why he was so tired and drained, he drifted off to blissful unconsciousness. 

xXxXxXx

Bam! Bam! Bam! 

Orha’s nose twitched. He groaned pulling the blankets over his head to block the noise. He didn’t want to get up—not yet. His body ached and burned, as if he’d ran a marathon and all he wanted to do was keep sleeping. 

Bam! Bam!

“Ugh.” Orha rolled to his back, eyes cracking open to stare up at the ceiling. He had no idea how long he’d been asleep, but the rain hadn’t stopped and it was dark. 

Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

A frown spread over his lips, tugging at the corners, and this time, he let out an angry snarl. Who the hell was banging on his door? “Just go away,” he growled, too weak for whoever was at the door to hear. He still felt off—not quite right inside—and the constant pounding was giving him a headache. The noise continued, and Orha huffed. “Fine, asshole! I’m coming!” Throwing back the blankets, he ambled to his feet—and fell to the floor. 

With a moan more wanton than pained, he squeezed his eyes shut and caught his breath. He was hard—so painfully hard. The damned knocking had been so annoying he’d completely missed it. But after failing to stand and nearly falling flat on his face, he realized what had been off all day.

Orha had started his heat. 

“Shit. Fucking—ugh.” Cursing to himself as he crawled on the floor, he grabbed a pair of sweatpants and pulled them on in the hopes of hiding his massive erection. However, the fabric tented over the bulge, leaving his state even more obvious than before. He couldn’t hide it, or his other symptoms. With his fevered skin, blown pupils, and short breath, anyone would be able to see his state. Not to mention the smell…

The sudden and gnawing urge to jerk off over took him, but he shook his head and tried to focus. He had to get rid of whoever was on his porch first, then he could take to his...needs. 

Stumbling through the house and growling under his breath, he stomped towards the front door in nothing but a flimsy pair of sweatpants. The knocking persisted. Orha yanked the door open and took a breath to shout at the person who had rudely jolted him out of his peaceful sleep—

Only to deflate completely as he recognized the handsome countenance staring wide-eyed at him. “Aki?” he asked, confusion heavy in his voice. 

Akihiko looked like the proverbial deer in headlights. He stood there, one hand still raised to knock on the door and the other cupping a small plastic container to his side. “Oh—Sorry. Were you sleeping? I was starting to get worried because you didn’t answer your phone.”

“I—uh—” Orha felt his mouth go dry as he looked at Akihiko, his hair and clothes wet from the pouring rain. “I didn’t hear it.” His stomach clenched, a twang of hunger humming through his veins. He knew it was the heat talking, his brain addled with hormones, but in that moment, he’d never wanted Akihiko more. 

Akihiko tensed as Orha watched him, and handed him the container. “You said you weren’t feeling well, so I brought you some soup.” He took a long breath, and Orha knew he could smell the pheromones he gave off. There was no way to hide the scent, not now. “But I guess you’re not that kind of sick.” 

“Yeah...” Orha swallowed thickly, heart hammering in his chest like a drum. He barely made out Akihiko’s words, as if cotton were shoved in his ears. His boxers were too tight, and he felt hot and sticky all over. He wanted them off. He wanted everything off of him right then, but he couldn’t stop staring at Akihiko.

Weakly, he grabbed the container, the warm plastic pleasant against his palms. He leaned in closer to Akihiko, swaying on his feet as he breathed in his scent. He smelled like the fresh rain that hadn’t stopped for hours and sandalwood. Heady, earthy. Masculine and strong. Just what Orha was craving. Just what he needed. “Thanks,” he said as an afterthought, moving closer still. Reaching out, he touched Akihiko’s hip, fingers tucking into the waistband of his pants.

Realizing the situation they were in, Akihiko took a step back, but didn’t push Orha away. “Uh, maybe I should go? You seem a bit out of it and—”

“No—” Orha tightened his grip and pulled Akihiko back towards him, practically dragging him into the house. “Stay, please? I want you to stay.”

A torn look crossed Akihiko’s face as he hesitated. Resting his hand against over Orha’s as it clung to his hip, he let out a shuddered breath. Orha’s scent had to have been strong by then, and the longer Akihiko lingered, the harder it would be to leave. Even in his heat haze, Orha could see the thoughts and emotions passing over his face, struggling to decide on the best course of action.

But Orha saw him crumble, and his heart skipped a beat as their eyes met. Akihiko raised his free hand to cup the side of his face. His palm felt so cool in comparison to his heated, flushed skin. “…Are you sure? You’re not just saying this because you’re in heat and—”

“I’m sure,” Orha interrupted, pulling him closer. “I don’t want to be alone tonight—I can’t.” Without further elaborations, he leaned in and captured Akihiko’s lips in an excited kiss, devouring his mouth with vigor.

Moaning into the kiss, Akihiko wrapped his arms around his waist and held him close. He tightened his grip on Orha as his tongue slipped into his mouth. It only lasted a few seconds, that hungry, mutual desire, before he released Orha’s lips. “Okay. Okay, I’ll stay,” he whispered back, his lips brushing against Orha’s as he spoke.

Orha whined, a noise he loathed to make at any other time. But it was his heat—he allowed himself to indulge in the… neediness of it all. Besides, he doubted Akihiko minded. If the stiffness pressing into Orha’s hip was any indication, Akihiko liked it a little too much.

Akihiko kicked the door shut behind him and kissed Orha again, one hand pressed against his jaw to tip his chin back, as if he were drinking down his kisses like a fine wine. Orha’s grip on the container of soup fumbled, but he curled it closer to his body to steady it. A sweet, desperate moan rumbled in his chest and he went limp in Akihiko’s arms.

“Aki, please,” Orha mumbled against his lips. He dug his fingers harder into the hem of Akihiko’s pants and rutted sloppily against his hip.

“Yes, yes—of course.” He grabbed the soup from Orha’s hand and set it on the coffee table, nearly knocking it over in the process. But it didn’t matter—not to either of them. All that mattered was getting to the bedroom as fast as possible. Everything else could wait.

They stumbled their way to the bedroom, tripping over each other’s feet while kissing and groping. Orha panted into Akihiko’s neck, his breath hot against his skin as he dug his nails into his back. As they reached the threshold, Akihiko lost his patience with their slow pace and picked Orha up—holding his thighs as he lifted him. Orha’s legs wrapped around his waist, ankles crossing at the small of his back. His head spun as Akihiko carried him and he buried his nose in his soft, white hair. Heats made him do strange things, but even with a clear head, he couldn’t get enough of Akihiko’s scent. He took a deep breath to pull the smell into his lungs, and tightened his grip.

His scent was divine, but before Orha could muse on that indulgence any longer, his back hit the mattress and forced him to expel the sweet smell. He didn’t have time to complain before Akihiko’s lips were on his once more, devouring his mouth like it was his last meal. Akihiko’s legs pressed between Orha’s, forcing them open to rut against his stiff erection. 

“Nnnn...” Orha’s hips rocked up against Akihiko’s, adding to the delightful friction and pressure between them as he sucked on his lover’s lower lip. It was too hot, hotter than only a few minutes ago, and sweat beaded along his neck and back, perspiration dotting his skin in between the raised hairs. He shivered, not from the temperature, but from the friction between them. His cock was so hard now, he felt like he might burst from the pressure. 

It was stupid to forget about his heat—Orha knew it. But he had little time to berate himself when Akihiko’s tongue was down his throat and his cock was nestled firmly against Orha’s own. He squirmed under the attention, desperate and hungry for more. 

A rough thrust knocked Orha back, their lips parting with a gasp. Moaning, he tugged at Akihiko’s shirt, weakly grasping at the fabric as he attempted to pull it off. “Too hot, Aki,” he mumbled, squirming under Akihiko’s heavier body. 

Sitting up, Akihiko raked a hand through his white hair, the messy strands tangling in his fingers. He gazed down at Orha with lust in his blue eyes, chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath. Their eyes met for only a second, fire burning bright in them. Before Orha could speak again in the hope of hurrying him along, Akihiko grabbed the hem of his shirt and yanked it off. Orha watched in awe as he revealed his chest, sweat already glistening against his skin in the dim light of the bedroom. It was a sight he’d seen numerous times before, but it never failed to send a jolt of desire deep in the pit of his stomach. 

Akihiko’s fingers curled into the flimsy fabric of Orha’s sweatpants, tugging them and his underwear down his thighs in one quick motion. His stiff prick bounced against his stomach in anticipation and Orha moaned as Akihiko stripped him. Tossing his head back and forth against the pillows, he grabbed the loose sheets under him. The slightest contact against his cock was torture. The reddened head leaked precum like a faucet, dribbling over his stomach and smearing across his skin. He watched impatiently as his clothes were tossed to the floor and Akihiko rid himself of his own jeans. 

He needed Akihiko. He needed him bad.

As if hearing the silent plea, Akihiko leaned in and kissed Orha again, slipping his tongue into his mouth. Without the frustrating barrier of clothing between them, Orha felt everything. Akihiko’s muscles flexing, the sweat sticking to his skin, the heavy heat between his legs as it dug into Orha’s stomach. Now that—that was what he wanted most, what his body craved. 

Sliding a hand between them, Orha grabbed Akihiko’s cock. He growled low in the back of his throat, starving for the contact, and stroked him with greedy fingers as he rutted against his hip. The touch left Akihiko moaning in his mouth, hips arching into the contact, and Orha’s heart leapt in his throat. Akihiko was so sensitive to his touch... It made him want to please him more, to see what sweet noises he could pull from his rumbling chest. But before he put his plan to action, Akihiko broke their kiss. 

“Nnnn, Aki...?” he groaned out, dizzy from the heated kisses and his body’s soaring temperature. 

Akihiko didn’t answer. Instead, he kissed his way down Orha’s neck, each press of his lips leaving a heated trail on his skin. Orha panted as he stared up at the ceiling, squirming under the too-soft touch. “Aki—Aki, more… Please, more…” he begged, ears flattening against his head and tail flicking behind him as he struggled to find more friction between them.

Each nip and caress of his tongue on Orha’s skin left him writhing under Akihiko’s touch. He continued down his chest, stopping at Orha’s nipples and lovingly teasing them both with his lips and teeth. The gentle brush of his tongue over the hardened nubs sent shivers of desire up and down Orha’s spine. He couldn’t take much more of Akihiko’s teasing, not when he was this worked up.

Orha’s cock dripped precum between them, balls heavy and tight with need. As Akihiko ceased his torturous admiration of Orha’s nipples, he moved lower, kissing over his taut stomach. With one hand on his hip to keep Orha steady and the other planted on the mattress to keep himself upright, Akihiko settled between his legs, breath blowing across the red and sensitive skin of Orha’s dick.

“Aaa,” Orha whined, hips arching up in a desperate bid for contact. “Aki, please.”

“Hush,” Akihiko whispered, his voice hoarse and deep. But even as he chastised Orha’s enthusiasm, he smoothed his hand up his shaft, thumbing over the slit and smearing precum over his fingers. The touch did nothing to satiate the lust building in Orha’s guts, and he moaned like a wanton whore.

More. He wanted more. 

Akihiko watched as Orha writhed under him, hands balled into fists and nails digging into the sheets underneath. He continued to rub at his stiff length, fingers slowly moving along the shaft and spreading precum across hardened flesh, all while ignoring his own growing arousal between his legs. Orha panted and whined, staring back at him with half-lidded eyes. 

Smirking, Akihiko pressed his thumb over Orha’s leaking slit. “Be a good Kitten and I promise I’ll make you cum.” 

Orha could do nothing but moan and tremble under the teasing touch. 

Taking the lack of answer as submission, he leaned down and wrapped his lips around Orha’s cock. The wet heat of his mouth had Orha crying out, and he ripped a hand from the bedsheets, stuffing it in his mouth to keep the worst of his desperate noises from crawling out of his throat. Akihiko’s lips and tongue were talented things, as he’d learned in their dalliances over the past month or so.

Akihiko smoothed his lips over the shaft, dipping down until he buried his nose in the coarse hair at the base. Flattening his tongue along the underside, he hummed against the stiff flesh, gently sucking and bobbing his head. With his lips stretched around Orha’s needy girth, he grabbed his hips, keeping him pinned to the bed and unable to thrust up for more deliciously hot friction. 

“Aki...Aki, please...” he begged, head tossing against the pillows. The heat grew low in his belly, like the tightening of a rubber band. Further and further it stretched, taut and tense. Orha’s breath came in hitched gasps as the feeling grew in his guts. He wouldn’t make it much longer, not with Akihiko working him over with his perfect tongue and perfect lips. Sweat prickled along his neck and forehead, and the sounds of his own stilted breaths were muffled as the tension in his body grew, blood pounding in his ears. 

With a heady sigh, Akihiko pulled back, mouth sliding over Orha’s cock until only the tip remained snug between his lips. He flicked his tongue back and forth against the dripping slit, sucking the head like the sweetest lollipop.

Orha groaned, eyes rolling back in his head as his hips bucked—struggling for more contact, more heat. But Akihiko’s grip stayed strong, and he kept Orha pinned to the mattress. 

“I’m gonna—Aki, I’m gonna—” Orha rambled, back arching off the bed as that tension in his belly pulled tighter, tighter, tighter—and snapped. 

Orha came with a moan, fast and hard. It was almost painful as his body seized up in pleasure, tight and taut as he spilled himself down Akihiko’s willing throat. Cum and spit collected at the corners of his mouth as he eased Orha though his orgasm, cheeks flushed and lips nearly bruised for the effort. When Orha finished, spent dick twitching pathetically against his tongue, Akihiko finally let him free. 

Orha panted, blue eyes transfixed on the ceiling as he struggled to breathe, to feel anything but the numbing pleasure tingling along every inch of skin. His head spun from the endorphins swimming in his veins, leaving him drowsy. But as the effects of his orgasm faded, his skin refused to cool down. He felt hotter than before and just as hungry—ready to swap skin once again. His cock twitched excitedly against his stomach, slowly growing hard. He hated his heat, hated how desperate and pathetic it made him. But, if nothing else, it was nice to share it with someone he could trust. 

“That was good, Kitten.” Akihiko ran his hand along Orha’s jaw, fingertips brushing sweaty skin. He moved slowly, reaching for the nightstand where he knew Orha kept his more...intimate items. “Now, stay put and I’ll make you feel even better.”

“Yes,” Orha whispered, voice hoarse from moaning and panting. He struggled to swallow, throat parched and mouth dry, but did as Akihiko asked. Turning his head to the side, Orha watched him pull open the nightstand drawer and rifle through the contents. 

Orha kept a few little playthings in that drawer, as well as necessities. Condoms and lubricant were a must, but he also needed things to keep him occupied when no one else was around to help him through his heats. Dildos and vibrators of various sizes were tucked away for when he needed something to scratch that itch deep inside him. It was never as nice as the warmth of another person, but it would do in a pinch.

He wondered for a long moment if Akihiko would grab one to use on him—just to torture him a little longer. There were even a few cock rings and other devices they could use to drive each other mad with want before coming down from this heat addled state. But before he could voice his question, Akihiko closed the drawer, only taking a small bottle of lubricant. 

Orha’s excitement doubled as he watched Akihiko drizzle the lubricant over his fingers, the large digits glistening in the dim light of his bedroom. His breath caught in his throat, eyes following Akihiko’s movements as his fingers slipped down between his legs to open him with slow, purposeful prodding. He felt the pressure against his hole, slick and tight, then spread his legs wider with a low moan.

Grinning, Akihiko leaned down closer. He continued to work into Orha’s ass, the ring of muscle flexing around his finger as he slipped in deeper. As he reached knuckle-deep, he licked along the underside of Orha’s stirring cock, the sensitive flesh twitching with excitement.

One finger wasn’t enough to satiate Orha, but it was enough to remind him of what he really wanted—what he craved.  “Please…” he begged, hips rocking under Akihiko. “More, please…”

“You’re needy tonight, Kitten,” Akihiko replied, licking at the head of his cock again. Orha might have already cum once, but his body was ready again—prick stiff and leaking precum without shame.

“Yes,” Orha whined, unable to deny it with how soft and pliant his body became under Akihiko’s touch. The heat had drawn out his needy side, the side of him that craved attention and soft touches and intimacy. He might have tried to deny it on any other day, but it was still a part of him, no matter how hard he tried to hide it.

Akihiko hummed, breath blowing against Orha’s slick flesh. “I like it,” he mumbled, slipping a second finger into Orha’s ass.

“Aaa…” Orha’s back arched, toes curling as he was stretched wider. It still wasn’t enough, not nearly enough, but he would take what he could get.

A laugh bubbled up in Akihiko’s throat. Without a word, he slipped Orha’s cock back into his mouth and sucked him down to the hilt. The wet heat of his lips and tongue combined with the pressure of his fingers up Orha’s ass was almost enough to have him cumming a second time. Luckily, his first orgasm had dulled his need just enough to keep him riding the pleasure longer.

Two fingers slid in and out of Orha’s body, dragging along his flesh and pulling hungry noises from his lips. Akihiko scissored his fingers in Orha, moving them back and forth and in and out with slow, methodical movements. He stretched and worked his way deeper, all while lavishing Orha’s cock with attention. It was almost too much for Orha to bear. Almost.

Just as he was on the cusp of cumming a second time, Akihiko pulled his fingers out. The empty feeling dragged a whine from Orha’s throat, quiet and desperate. He closed his eyes and twisted against the bedsheets, still hard and hungry for attention. Akihiko lavished Orha’s needy prick with one last teasing suck before letting it drop from between his lips.

Chest heaving, Orha forced his eyes open and watched Akihiko as he smoothed lubricant over his stiff cock. It was then that he remembered Akihiko hadn’t touched himself in the whole time they’d been in bed—not once. His cock was red and hard, more than Orha’s own. The thought sent a shot of guilt through his chest, guilt and desire to even things out between them.

Akihiko lined himself up against Orha’s puckered and slick entrance, grabbing his hips and pulling their bodies closer together. But before he could breach the ring of muscle, Orha sprang into action.

He grabbed Akihiko’s shoulders pushing him to the side and straddling his hips as he pinned him to the bed. Akihiko grunted in surprise, eyes wide as he stared up at Orha. He’d been so pliant and submissive earlier that Akihiko hadn’t expected the sudden change in energy between them.

“Orha?” he asked, one hand sliding up his bare stomach, tentative and gentle in its touch.

“Let me,” Orha mumbled, still dizzy and disoriented from his heat. Sweat dribbled down his neck as he shifted his position, grabbing Akihiko’s dick in one hand and steadying himself on the bed with the other. “I want to—” As he spoke, he sank down onto Akihiko’s slick cock, breath catching in his throat and a moan spilling past his lips. He sat down slowly, taking him all in until he bottomed out, ass flush against Akihiko’s hips.

The pressure and the heat—it was all so much. Too much. Orha felt the delicious tightness building in his abdomen as Akihiko’s cock stretched him wide. He wanted to ride him until he couldn’t feel his legs anymore, until he was numb from the pleasure. But before he could move or voice his desires, Akihiko moaned and squeezed Orha’s hips, rutting up into him with a shallow thrust. Orha’s back stiffened as Akihiko’s cock brushed that sweet spot deep inside him. That tiny motion pushed him off the edge a second time. With a weak moan, he came again, painting his stomach white with hot seed. His hips rocked against Akihiko’s, riding out the pleasure until he finished. Panting and flushed, he looked down at Akihiko’s hungry eyes.

“God, that was so hot,” Akihiko mumbled, fingers squeezing Orha’s sides with a bruising insistence. He took a long, shuddering breath, eyes half-lidded, and smoothed his thumbs over Orha’s hips, as if to apologize for grabbing him too roughly. He slipped one hand across Orha’s stomach, humming to himself as he slid it through the mess he’d made. “Kitten, do you wanna rest? I can take over again if you—”

Orha didn’t wait for him to finish his sentence. Gathering what strength he had left in his limp limbs, he forced himself upright. Without hesitation, he pulled his hips up and thrust himself back down, impaling himself on Akihiko’s cock. The rough thrust left them both groaning in pleasure, backs arched and muscles tight. But Orha didn’t stop with just one thrust. He went again and again and again, bouncing up and down on Akihiko’s hips with abandon.

“Aki. Aki. Aki.” He repeated his name like a mantra, body oversensitive and yet still wanting more. His cock was half-hard already, a third orgasm quickly budding in his abdomen. Orha had never had a heat this intense before—never. Every brush of Akihiko against him, inside and out, turned his guts to goo.

Growling in excitement, Akihiko rocked his hips upward, timing it with Orha’s own thrusts to dive deep inside him with each pass. They worked in tandem, quickly building up the friction between them. Orha whimpered with each thrust, his body sore and sensitive from the torturous teasing Akihiko had already put him through. Having his prostate slammed into over and over again only left him hungrier for another orgasm.

Leaning forward, Orha planted his hands on Akihiko’s shoulders, fingers digging into his flesh as he rocked himself harder onto his cock. The slight change of angle made it so each thrust hit Orha’s sweet spot head on. He gasped with each intrusion, but only rutted faster and faster against Akihiko. His spent and sore dick strained against their stomachs, rubbing raw between them.

Akihiko moaned, nails leaving half-circle marks on Orha’s thighs. “Shit, I’m—I’m close. Orha, I’m so close—” His eyes screwed shut, head tipped back in pleasure as he pumped his hips faster, filling Orha deeper and deeper with each pass.

“Yes, Aki, yes—” Orha’s thrusts grew frantic, grinding himself onto Akihiko’s stiff rod with fervor. Hearing his partner’s excited cries pushed him to continue, past the point of caring how sore his body was or how much it would hurt tomorrow. He wanted this—he needed it. The feeling of Akihiko deep inside him, the pressure of his body opening up to accommodate another, the tension in his muscles, the furious beating of his heart, the violent tremors running along his limbs. He needed all of it.

Then, as Orha worked himself harder than before, he felt Akihiko stiffen under his body and a rush of heat fill his backside. Akihiko groaned and came into Orha’s ass without warning. The heat and the wet squelching sound as cum slipped down to mess the backs of Orha’s thighs was enough to send him into his third completion of the night. As he rocked down one last time, he came again—a weak stream of white spurting across his abdomen and mingling with the crusted cum already painting his skin. When the tremors subsided, he collapsed against Akihiko’s chest and began purring.

Akihiko wrapped his arms around Orha, holding him close as their bodies slowly cooled in the damp air of the bedroom. “You okay?” he asked, voice low and winded.

“Mm,” Orha hummed, unable to keep his eyes open. Contented purrs rumbled in his chest as he snuggled up to Akihiko. Cum messed his stomach and inner thighs, but he was too tired to do anything about it. He couldn’t even be bothered to uncouple himself from Akihiko, his lover’s slowly softening cock still deep inside him.

Akihiko continued to rub his back, fingers lazily drawing circles along sweaty skin. When his breaths evened out, he shifted to the side and rolled Orha onto the bed. Orha groaned in protest, grabbing his arm before he could completely part from him.

“Don’t go,” Orha whispered, clinging to him as best he could for how exhausted he was.

Hesitating, Akihiko brushed a hand over Orha’s flushed forehead. “I just thought you’d be more comfortable on the bed than on me.”

Orha couldn’t argue the point, but his heat-addled mind still demanded the closeness. He relaxed against the bedding, but didn’t let go of Akihiko’s arm. “Don’t go,” he repeated, softer this time.

Akihiko smiled and stretched out next to Orha. He pulled the dirty blankets over their sweaty bodies and wrapped an arm around Orha once more. “Okay. I won’t. I promise.”

The warmth and closeness drew Orha in like a moth to a flame. Resting his head against Akihiko’s chest, he continued to purr like contented kitten. As he slowly succumbed to sleep, heat satiated for the moment, he hoped Akihiko would keep his promise.

END

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Are you still taking spin the bottle requests?? If so, I'd like to add Konoha to the list if your are willing to write for him! That boy doesn't have nearly enough love and you do such a wonderful job with your writings id love to see your take on Konoha! Preferably 7 minutes in heaven. Please and thanks!

Ohoho!! I’ve never actually written for Konoha!!! This’ll be a first and honestly I’m excited to try my hand at his character!! I completely agree that Konoha is a boi that’s slept on constantly!!! I really hope I can do his character justice and deliver exactly the experience/reading you’re looking for!!! Thanks for the request, love! - Admin Satori

Konoha Akinori: Spin the Bottle

How did you even end up here? What had possessed you to show up to a party at Bokuto’s apartment? Why? All it would be is a mess you and probably Akaashi would have to clean up since Bokuto would only get too drunk to remember his name…

Yet… Here you were! Partaking in a round of shots with the eccentric former captain, tossing back the burning liquid and scrunching your nose at the burn…

And why? You could have been home relaxing. Reading. Enjoying a quiet night in… So why were you giving that up to be here?

Because he’d asked if you were going. He being one of Bokuto’s childhood friends…. Konoha. Who was currently quietly sitting apart from the main group, next to Akaashi, having a calm conversation. You wanted to be near him.. You wanted to talk to him. He was, literally, the whole reason you’d come out tonight!

But Bokuto’s arm wrapped around your neck, “Ohoho! Another round? I’ve never seen you take a shot before!” He smiled brightly, happy you’d decided to tag along! The two of you were great friends… Because he was close to Konoha… The more time you spent around the loud boisterous young man.. The closer you seemed to get to knowing more and more about Konoha.

God were you mentally exhausted. Bokuto’s energy was never ending!

“Well, I figured ‘Why Not?’, you know?” You struggled to find something of sustenance to say, you didn’t regularly enjoy drinking… But doing anything else would make it seem like you weren’t comfortable!

Bokuto noticed you glance over to Akaashi and Konoha, raising a white eyebrow as he met your eyes once more, “Oh… OH! I got a plan!” He winked, sloppily, before removing his arm from your shoulders and rushing to the center of the room, throwing up his hands like an excited child, “Let’s play a party game, guys!”

“You’re tipsy, Kou.” Yukie called with a fond smirk, easily removing the bottle of beer from his hand.

“Okaaaay? I want some damn kisses!” He pouted, and who could resist that face?

Apparently no one, since not but 10 minutes later, most of the partygoers were sitting in a circle on the living room floor. Bokuto’s now empty bottle laying in the center.

“I go first!”

“How is that fair?” The protest in Konoha’s voice wasn’t sincere, and Washio gently elbowed him - not wanting Bokuto to go into one of his moods and no longer want to play. “I wanna go first.” But Konoha continued to protest, the smirk on his face making you bite your lip to hide your smile.

Bokuto squinted his eyes at Konoha, having grown up with him and knowing when he was lying…. Then his golden eyes glanced at you, briefly, but for a single second you were mortified at the realization: Bokuto knew. About your crush on his friend. He knew! Oh, God! You suddenly felt cold, “Alright, then go…. AGHaaaashi!” Bokuto called in surprise as Akaashi simply, with little to no notice, spun the bottle. “It was Aki’s turn!”

“Do not call me that.”

“What? Aki? But you’re Aki-Nori! It’s one or the other for a nickname!”

“Don’t call me either!” Konoha shot back with a smile, his eyes glancing around at the group - seeing they were finding amusement in his and Bokuto’s back and forth… You almost missed the way his eyes lingered on you a bit longer than the others. But when you met his stare directly, he quickly looked away.

The bottle spun for a few seconds before ultimately landing on Kaori. Who hadn’t decided to even come to the party until Yukie had invited her. Who was now blushing furiously as Akaashi, with absolutely no flourish, leaned over the bottle and pecked her lips. You could have sworn she melted there on the spot. Akaashi? Kissing her? It was her own dream come true! Though, you were sure it wasn’t felt on his side… He didn’t really seem to find any interest in anyone.

It went on that way, spin - kiss. Spin - kiss. Spin - kiss. Bokuto’s turn, next to you, spun and let out a loud “Woop! Woop!” When it landed on you. He knew you liked Konoha, but didn’t seem to care as he turned to you, cupped your face in his large hands, and pulled you in for a kiss. Tender, gentle, a little anxious…. As surprising as his excitement for the kiss was, you couldn’t help but smile and push him back, “Aw, what? Not cool!” You’d cut his kiss short.

“Kou.” You warned with a smile, laughing when he pouted and crossed his arms, “You’ll get more kisses, don’t worry.” You bumped your shoulder with his. He grumbled unintelligibly but didn’t argue, focusing on the bottle as you reached forward and spun it.

One rotation. Two rotation. Three rotation… Stop.

It pointed at Konoha. Who’d been watching you and Bokuto as discreetly as possible. Who had a little bit of a scowl marring his otherwise neutral expression. Did he not like you being near Bokuto? Why? Weren’t the two friends? And you were more friends with Bokuto than Konoha, so it’s not like you were betraying him or anything.

Tossing those thoughts aside, you went to lean forward and give him a kiss…. Only for him to hold up his hand, “I’ll pass. I don’t want Koutarou to get mad at me for kissing his girl.” Your furrowed eyebrows were lost to him as he looked away from you, a flicker of pain in his eyes as he stood from the floor, “Ah.. Gotta head to the little boys’ room.”

You watched, shocked, as he actually left the group to the hallway leading to the bathroom. Had he just rejected you? A sharp feeling in your chest revealed your cracked heart. Your movements were almost robotic as you sat back beside Bokuto, pushing back from the group to signal you didn’t want to play anymore. “What a dick…. I think he owes you a kiss, _______.” Bokuto looked over his shoulder at where you sat, dejected.

“He doesn’t want one, Kou.” A short reply that had Bokuto frowning.

“A debt is a debt, ______.” Akaashi piped in from the other side of the circle. “It’s time to collect.”

“AH! That rhymed!” Bokuto laughed, looking at Akaashi with curiosity, “Did you mean to-“

“No.”

They continued back and forth. Bokuto demanding to know if Akaashi had actually planned the rhyme or not, even though it didn’t and his brain was connecting dots that were miles away from the other, and Akaashi simply responding with easy answers. It was a maddening conversation that you backed out of by standing up and making your way down the hall.

You’d been going towards Bokuto’s personal bathroom, to wash your face and decide if it was worth it to even be at this party now that you’d been rejected… But the guest bathroom was in the hallway, the door opened and before you could move out of the way for him - Konoha bumped into you.

And something inside snapped. You grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him into the room across the hall. The guest room. As soon as the door closed behind you… You froze. What were you even doing? “Uh.. Hey..? Come here often?” Konoha broke the brief silence, feeling…. anxious… to be alone with you. He’d been hurt by seeing you and Bokuto sharing a kiss that looked.. Perfect. He’d been hurt when you more or less promised more kisses for Bokuto after his turn ended… Were the two of you an it-

“I’m not dating Koutarou, Akinori.” You huffed. “And it’s really rude for you to just assume things because of a dumb game.” Crossing your arms, you were thankful his dumb joke had set a fire inside you - your blood thawing and pumping in your veins. “And,” You added, “You owe me a kiss because the bottle landed on you, and you have to honor the rules.”

Konoha was taken aback by your simple demand. An I.O.U. of a kiss? He snorted, his hand coming to his mouth to hide his smile as he quietly laughed at the ridiculousness of your reasoning. “You’re right.. You’re right.” He snickered behind his hand, only lowering it once he’d struggled to gather his composure for a few seconds. “It was really rude of me to assume that… I’m sorry.”

Silence. Expectant stare.

You really wanted that kiss he owed you?

Stepping forward, anxiety welled in his stomach and closed around his throat. Why did it feel much more… intense now? Intimate almost. Your hands gently rested on his arms as he laid his hands on your waist. You didn’t dare look away from him, didn’t dare to break his eye contact as he slowly leaned his head down. The closer he leaned, the lower his eyelids got, and you followed his lead. Tilting your head, you could feel his breath against your lips… Almost taste-

“If you guys are gonna bang, can we still have the party? Or do you want us to move it somewhere else?”

“Koutarou! I swear to GOD-“ But Konoha didn’t seem to care that his friend was trying everything in his power to embarrass the two of you, and leaned in regardless. His lips pressed to yours, and you could swear you could see the birth of a new galaxy behind your closed lids. His hands on your waist pulled you closer, one hand on your back while the other came up to cup your cheek. You smiled against his lips once you’d gotten over your initial surprise, your arms coming up to wrap around his neck, leaning into his hold.

“Ah.. Wrong time…” The click of a door left you and Konoha with some much needed alone time.

A/N: This one turned out a bit longer! lol

[i-might-be-a-kpop-fan]

KPOP SONGS! Part 2/?

So I thought I’d make a list of the songs in my „kpop“ playlist and write a little about them because I’m bored. These are supposed to be chronological, but after looking at the list I’m not so sure about it also because I love to buy music in bulks. 

PT.1

THESE ARE JUST MY OPINIONS/EXPERIENCES TAKE IT WITH A PINCH OF SALT AND DON’T KILL ME! 

Also write me if you wanna chat about it :D 

ZUTTER - GD & T.O.P:

 This song is a little scary tbh, apart from the badass vibes

I always loved T.O.P’s deep ass voice and with GD’s high pitched rap it’s just perfect

The MV is funny, creepy and a bit fucked up but what did we expect honestly :D

They rhyme aLOT in this song which makes it really interesting to listen to

made me addicted to the GD & T.O.P combination 

…..ZUTTER!

THE BADDEST FEMALE - CL:

 It took me a while to understand that this isn’t a solo version of „I’m the best“

It’s the queen saying she’s a bad bitch so you know it’s a banger

As almost all CL songs this is good to let off steam and regain your badass level after someone pissed you off

The MV is a sexual awakening on it’s own and performances of that song are also definitely worth a watch

„Not bad meaning bad, but bad meaning good you know?“

Perfect to practice bitch drops and feel yourself to

Burning Up (Fire) - BTS:

 So I don’t really listen a lot to it but I still like it

Has all kinds of badass vibes and I like the soft breaks in-between

RM’s part is by far my favourite his deep voice is so satisfying

The MV is also really cool

You can see from previous songs I had a badass song phase (I still have this phase, I love badass songs) where I only took badass kpop songs seriously

Growl - EXO: 

Okay, so I sometimes forget about this song haha

A good song that screams SM to be honest which I always thought was not that much the case with other EXO songs

The dance to this is really satisfying to watch and was probably the reason I bought this song

It shows EXO’s excellent vocals, has a nice feel and is easy to listen to 

Quite an early song too

I love that you could potentially dance really hard to this but still is very soft

Instantly recognisable and also a kpop classic I would say

GOOD BOY - GD & Taeyang: 

 Is this a kink? This is a kink right?

An awesome song i have bopped to a million times

I really love the „pretty/good boy“ trope and who is better for that then our bad boys™️ GD and Taeyang?

Their voices sound a bit alike and I sometimes had trouble differencing them….whoops

The dance is so so good and the MV is such an accurate representation of these two freaks

God I just love them and miss them so much

I am the best (JP. Ver) - 2ne1:

Welcome to another round of Aki isn’t capable of differencing Japanese and Korean lol

I must say I prefer this version though, I recently bought the korean version and it’s just not the same I got so used to the english parts lol 

This is also a classic, bow to the queens of badass girl group songs!

The MV made me fall in love with CL and the gang

„It’s 2 in the morning our bodies getting freaky, the beats bumping loud but this boy keeps talking! I can’t really hear him but I think he’s saying he loves me? Put his number on this paper but i throw it like frisbee, huh?“

I C O N I C this song raised me, fed me, dressed me and gave me the kick in the butt I needed.

Oh my god! 

BOOMBAYAH - BLACKPINK:

 Why of course after discovering 2ne1 BP wasn’t far behind

Recently showed this MV to a non kpop friend of mine and she drooled over all of them soooo, you can do that

Loved this song the second it started and love dancing violently to it

I now, btw, also own the whole album but it took me a bit to get into them (I was in girl group denial, don’t be like me show them girls some love!)

OPPA!

Being only four really makes it possible for all of them to shine, the vocals are clean and pretty but raspy enough to fit the concept and Jennie and Lisas raps are perfect as always

The beat is easy as is the whole song, doesn’t get annoying and is just a bop.  

Fantastic Baby - BIGBANG:

Nananananananana wow, fantastic baby!

Well well well if it isn’t history right there

Watch the MV, listen to the song! It’s mandatory to know this I’m sorry I don’t make the rules

Danceable, walkable just all in all go crazy(-able)

Boomshakalaka! 

A bit poppy so maybe not for everyone as it sounds a lot like stuff that is randomly on the radio

A dance song that probably was never intended to be more than that. Typically YG, a bit flatter than Bang Bang Bang

I’m repeating myself but you know I heard it’s also something non kpop people enjoy (Basically show them all of BIGBANG, lol)

Ice cream cake - Red Velvet:

Oh boy! My first Red Velvet song that I have because the refrain was stuck in my head and I wanted to know what it was

There’s way more RV later on but for now I think it was the only song

As I said I was in denial of girl groups that didn’t have a badass concept which was soooo dumb!

I love the song, it’s cute and easy to listen to

I love RV’s kinda cute-creepy concept and with the music box in the background it feeds into my liking very easily

I have moved on from it though after discovering other songs from them so I don’t listen to it as often

„I scream, you scream, gimme that, gimme that ice cream!“

Sherlock (Clue + Note) - SHINee:

I have known this song for years! Back when my best friend was into kpop and told me all about SHINee I looked into it, Youtube gave me this song and I instantly clicked. Didn’t like it clicked away and didn’t touch it for 5 years

Well now I love it and can’t stop dancing when it’s on

„SHINees back….“

The MV is confusing but god they’re all so cute in it! Taemin looks so adorable with long hair!

I have watched the dance practice about 100x times and you should too! (jk)

„Tonight, SHINee’s in da house! So give it up for SHINee!“

And as much as I love SHINee’s vocal squad and they’re great in this, Key and Minho really do it for me in this song

The song lives from the dance and the performance and makes it 10x better

It’s also good for just listening though but not really calm and casual so be prepared to break out into sudden song

„Oh I’m curious, yeah!“ (Is it noticeable that I’m listening to it while I write? probably not.)

Breaking News - SHINee:

 And my struggle with japanese songs continues haha

„Come on break down the walls!“

I really like this song though, especially the refrain it’s so much fun

It’s also really danceable (as I think every SHINee song is, I mean have you seen them dance?)

Partly really dramatic (slay Onew slay), partly badass rapping

I mean it’s SHINee it’s fun bright and has a dance rhythm what more could you possibly want?

Ring Ding Dong - SHINee:

 Yeah, i doubt you don’t know this one

Coincidently the first kpop MV I watched after deciding to dive deeper down the rabbit hole and well would you know it…now we’re here

It’s the one about the broken doorbell! Break it down!

This song and dance is Legendary!

Also a fun song that isn’t to be taken too seriously

The MV is kinda dramatic for this song lol

Good to listen to, has a nice beat and melody

There are these songs that every idol can dance to, this is one of them (In the list of “songs every idol can dance to” you’d find a LOT of SHINee btw)

„Ringdingdongringdindongringdigidingdigiding“

SHAKE THAT BRASS - AMBER (feat. Taeyon):

Amber…oh Amber. I love her really a whole lot and as I saw the MV I just had to have this song!

It’s a super fun and dancey song with (as the title suggests) a brassy sound

Much like Woof Woof I really enjoy this song bc of the MV, 

Amber is rapping and being the goofball she is ;)

BUT! As much as I like that song and think she deserves all the solo stuff she can get I like her new stuff more because it’s more „hers“. I really enjoy her singing as well.

And confession of the month: I don’t like f(x)’s sound so I’m happy she does solo stuff

She’s such an inspiration with her unique style and attitude (sighs in very gay)

 Lucifer - SHINee:

 I LOVE this song! OMG!

The MV is kinda uneventful but the DANCE PRACTICE!

Oh boy! Well first off Lee Taemin is very distracting in it but you have to see the dance to believe it! That’s what they perform with! On a regular basis!

The sound is very electric and theres a quiet electric melody running through the whole of it that kinda sounds like some alarm clocks lol

Edgy™️

You should absolutely watch performances! Jonghyuns high note is not portrayed well in the recorded version, boy has breath forever!

Apart from the vocals slaying absolutely every note the rap parts can’t be discarded by any means

It all just fits so perfectly

Oh and of course for a song of it’s time it’s just a little bit...nonsensical (especially the english parts lol: Loverholic, robotronic. what?)

Hero - MONSTA X:

 I’m thinking of a helicopter landing platform, pulled up shirts and a scared Wonho 

The dance to this song is…well do yourself a favour if you like abs and boys

Apart from the drool worthy performance, the song is super cool! Kinda chill, but still powerful and damn rapline went off!

This song really made them known more and it’s for a good reason

The sound in this is what is „typically“ MX for long time (Till up until Jealousy I’d say)

„I can be your hero, I can be your man!“

Sometimes a bit repetitive but what song isn’t lol?

Also still is in the „we all dress awful and don’t know what to do with our hands“ phase but that passes soon

Lead to many wonderful reality shows that makes it easy for new fans to get to know them better (Their group dynamic never changes they all just mature a bit it’s really nice to see.)

Also yes, Jooheon is kinda scary in this but I swear he a cutie

[arvoze]

sorry if im dumb but what is a keroro

“[sergeant] keroro” is the main titular character in the anime “keroro gunso” (also known as “sgt frog” in both the dub and the english translated manga!), and he looks like this:

the anime + manga’s plot basically boils down to like, keroro and his platoon (the “keroro platoon”, consisting of keroro and four other characters) being tasked with invading earth (”pekopon” / “pokopen”, as they call it).

the keroro platoon are a race of frog-like aliens known as “keronians”, from the planet “keron”. i have no idea how long this might get so i’m gonna put it under a readmore! i’m gonna try and be really simple w/ explanations etc.

this is what the entirety of the keroro platoon looks like, along with a moderately boiled-down summary of their roles/what they do/who they are. i’m usin this pic instead of an ordinary pic of them all just standing bc i love this pic lmao

sergeant keroro (keroro gunso) is the green one, and he’s the leader of the platoon. he’s far from a hero-like character, often putting himself in front of others, and is always swayed by greed and gundam models. regardless, he still cares deeply about his friends, and has some form of a “no man left behind” attitude (not all the time, but, sometimes). iirc he’s pretty egotistical and also a lover of comedy which is a big mood.

private second class tamama (tamama nitohei) is the black (/dark blue) one, and he’s the lowest-ranking member. he is young and naive, and is prone to making rash decisions based on his personal emotions. he has a strong love and adoration for keroro (legitimate, romantic love - icr if tamama is canonically gay or bi), and is also notably incredibly jealous of specific scenarios. he literally converts his jealousy into a weapon and can shoot lasers out of his mouth. i love him

corporal giroro (giroro gocho) is the red one, and he’s An Angery Man but also i love him. he specializes in guns and all that kinda shit and is really argumentative with keroro (because keroro just. lazes around and does nothing). he’s very war-driven and commonly makes war analogies. one of my fav things about giroro tbh is that he’s the embodiment of masculinity and All Things Manly(tm) but he’s also incredibly emotional, iirc he cries more than the rest of the platoon members (except maybe dororo), and is genuinely just a Good Character? I Love Him? 

he falls in love w/ a human tho and the human is like. a minor. which is kinda Nasty. a lot of us generally dont associate with/Despise the pairing of giroro + the human (natsumi) even tho the show can focus pretty heavily on it.

sergeant major kururu (kururu souchou) is the yellow one and he’s honestly such a fucking mess i love him so much he’s a big cc. he’s your typical creepy/perverted nerdy guy except he takes that concept and cranks it up to the extreme. iirc he has like little to no empathy for anybody, is generally disliked by the rest of the characters because he prides himself on being a twisted asshole, and happily uses other people for his own personal gain or torments them mentally just because he can/finds it enjoyable. he’s vital to the platoon since he’s the one who invents all the shit for their invasions. i love him so much hes such a fucking oddball compared to the others i love always looking for kururu in a scene because hes doing some stupid shit

lance corporal dororo (dororo heicho) is the blue one and is hands-down the best character in almost any piece of media ever conceived. he’s a highly skilled assassin but he’s also a complete sweetheart who’s like your Classic Hippie who just wants world peace and loves plants and nature and all that shit. every time there’s a reference to dororo doing gardening i cry because he’s such a pure and sweet character. he’s very commonly forgotten by almost every character in the show, and being mistreated by others (namely keroro) developed literal trauma within him (if that’s the right phrasing?). he’s very prone to emotional manipulation iirc and he’s just a very like. whenever he’s upset u just find urself begging for him to be ok

those were really bad descriptions

ok anyways

so these 5 have to like. invade the planet. they get split up when they arrive so the first few episodes are them getting the crew back together (iirc, keroro is of course in episode 1, tamama should be in episode 2, giroro is in episode 3 or 4, kururu is in episode 9 i think and dororo might be episode 14? this is all from memory so i apologise).

keroro is discovered (accidentally) and captured by the hinata family, which consists of fuyuki, natsumi, and aki (aki is the single mother and doesn’t show up often so i won’t talk about her).

im jst grabbing random images off google dfkndkjgd

natsumi hinata (left) is the older sibling, iirc she’s around 14 years old, and she’s one of my all-time FAVOURITE female characters in media. she’s physically strong and athletic, and is shown to be like .. i mean i don’t want to be like ~ooh she’s independent and all that~ but like holy shit is she so fuckn independent. she’s literally heralded as “earth’s last line of defense” because shes TOO good. shes so good. i love natsumi so much. she’s also very easily angered but that’s good and i love her

fuyuki hinata (right) is the younger sibling who i Think is around 12 years old. he’s SUPER big into the occult and all kinds of mysteries, paranormal or not. he obsesses over stuff like cryptids and is just A Huge Nerd. he’s physically like, awful, which is incredibly relatable like me too dude. he becomes rly good friends with keroro and sometimes there’s episodes revolving around them and their friendship and i always cry because it’s so genuinely emotional and touching and i love them so much they’re such good friends id die for their friendship

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keroro gets captured and ends up living with fuyuki and natsumi in their basement. tamama lives at momoka’s house (a character i haven’t mentioned) but shows up in the hinata household a lot. giroro lives in a tent in the hinata’s back garden. kururu lives in his lab in the platoon’s secret base which is like, in a refrigerator, in keroro’s basement. dororo lives in a simple house with koyuki (a character i haven’t mentioned) and sometimes shows up in the hinata household.

episodes tend to follow the formula of like

keroro has a really shitty invasion plan for earth, they’re usually really awful like “we’re going to invade the planet by making sentient cabinets that detect where your feet are and force you to stub your toe”

kururu makes whatever it is keroro wants for his awful invasion plans but usually has some kind of drawback on said whatever he makes

giroro usually complains about keroro’s shitty ideas because they’re shit

tamama sometimes objects or questions keroro’s ideas but generally follows them and compliments him

dororo usually doesn’t show up, objects to keroro’s plans because they can harm people, or is just straight-up forgotten by the rest of the platoon

keroro fucks up somehow, usually because of his own cockiness or because someone like natsumi stopped him

keroro laments his failures but nobody is surprised by him failing

that’s rly loose but it’s like. the general gist though it’s presented in a way that never gets boring

there’s also episodes that focus around specific characters/character development/character backstories/just fun-filled filler episodes idk i love it

i lost my train of thought LMAO i hope that makes some kind of vague sense

most of the stuff i post about are “orikeros” (”original keronians”) which r just like. like you know bnha ocs? like those except its for this show instead. i’d go into more detail about like anthing but this is long as is dkjghdfkjg

[taintedkibou]

Couldn’t Endure - part one

There were risks when entering the cognitive world. 

Skull reacted without thinking, his gut instinct telling him it was the right thing to do. The pain only lasted for several seconds, and he grinned at Joker’s wide-eyed expression. “It’s worth the look on your face. You always being nonchalant pisses me… off…” His eyes fluttered shut behind his mask.  Joker held Skull’s limp body upright, mindful of the gashes practically splitting open his back. Oracle screamed at them, but everyone clearly saw that Skull was down. Joker sank to the ground, Skull situated carefully across his lap, and softly asked Oracle for the stats on their current enemy. She provided them, along with an attack boost. With one hand, he ripped off his current mask and replaced it with another. 

Byakko was the best accident the twins could have given him. It was the exact opposite of the barbed-tailed Cerberus that smirked at the damage it had caused. He wasn’t strong enough to create certain high level Personas, but the gruesome sacrifices allowed him to bypass that penalty. The striped beast at Joker’s side whined softly at the emotions its master harbored, the sound growing into a growl after locking eyes with the enemy Shadow. Joker’s grip on Skull’s lifeless body tightened as enormous ice spikes riddled Cerberus. 

 Bufudyne took half of Cerberus’s life force, sending the Shadow to the ground. Joker eased Skull carefully from his lap with a whispered promise, “I’ll be right back.” He stood, flipping the long tail of his coat back into place, and approached the whimpering Shadow. Queen’s fists were clenched tight at her sides as she joined him. Fox had both hands wrapped tightly around the handle of his katana.  “Hold up!” Cerberus pleaded.  Joker froze, cocking his head to one side, a wicked gleam in his eyes. “Do you intend to bargain for your life?” he chuckled.  “Joker,” Fox urged. “We don’t have time for this. Skull needs Mona to heal him and we can’t take that chance with Shadows roaming free.” Joker turned to smile at Fox and Yusuke felt a chill, colder than his own ice attacks, run down his spine. “Right,” he sighed.  Joker faced the cowering demon once again and held out his free gloved hand. “Give me an item. Please,” he added as an afterthought. The groveling Shadow produced a Skill card. Joker laughed as he accepted it. Megaton Raid. It was the same attack that had taken out Skull. He pocketed it with a chipper “thank you” before swiftly swinging out with the hand holding his dagger. Queen and Fox stepped forward after first blood was drawn.  It was a battle royale, the Phantom Thieves emerging victorious.  xxx 

Skull released a strangled gasp, trying to fill his lungs with more air. His mask fell from where it was nestled in his hair after flailing himself into seated position. Big mistake. Skull screamed, twisting his body to escape the pain. Gloved hands cupped his face, red at the edge of his tear-blurred vision, a voice whispering for him to stay still. 

“Aki… Joker? Joker… Somebody took a cleaver to my back. Effin’ hurts!”  “The fact that you can feel the pain is a blessing,” a faraway voice stated. Queen. “And you’re not far off about what happened to your back.” Feel. “I… died.” Ryuji reached up, covering Joker’s hands with his own. He could feel them trembling against his face, or maybe those were his own hands. “Somehow, I knew you wouldn’t survive.”  “So you decided to die instead?!” Ryuji grinned at Ann’s voice. “It’s not funny, Ryuji! Everyone was scared. Futaba-chan might kick your ass when you make it back to the entrance.”  Ryuji blinked away his tears, finally opening his eyes to view the world he’d left behind. It was dark and distorted, which meant they were still in the depths of Mementos and not at a Rest Area. Akira’s worried face took up the rest of his vision, the brunet’s eyes swollen and red-rimmed. “Did you cry for me?” Ryuji joked.  “I didn’t cry,” Akira scoffed.  “He didn’t,” Yusuke confirmed. “If we hadn’t stopped him, he might have carved the Shadow’s heart from its chest to present it to you.”  “You paint such vivid pictures,” Makoto sighed, crossing her arms over her chest. She closed her eyes, recalling easily the moment they’d all taken their revenge on the beast. “It’s true, though.”  “I had to wash the blood off before you opened your eyes. Kind of a difficult task without running water, so I probably scrubbed too hard,” Akira hummed, the worry bleeding away to a carefree expression.  Ryuji rolled his eyes, wincing when even that brought him pain. “Who brought me back?”  “Me.” Mona stepped forward. The arrogant attitude was missing from his response, which let Ryuji know he really had scared everyone. Their token mascot character sighed, idly plucking an invisible piece of dust from his outfit. “Oracle reminded me of a Skill I learned, so we tested it out on you.”  “Tested it,” Ryuji repeated, his expression as deadpan as his voice.  “No one’s ever died before,” Ann reminded them, her voice even softer than Mona’s.  “Guys. I’m sorry, okay? I just… I didn’t think…” Ryuji could hear a dozen voices, all overlapping, but they all taunted with the same response: you never do. Feelings of inadequacy started slowly surfacing, but it wouldn’t make sense to lash out in anger, especially considering the situation he’d already landed himself in. Akira’s hands tightening against his cheeks was the only warning Ryuji received before their fearless leader smashed their foreheads together.  Everyone watched on in surprise and shock.  Ryuji howled, “What the hell, man!”  “Be glad Mona’s Recarm skill worked, otherwise I would’ve shoved a revival bead up your ass.”  Yusuke’s eyes widened, his face alight in wonder. “They’re suppositories! I always wondered how they worked.” Situation diffused.  Makoto slapped a hand over her face, bringing her fingers in to pinch the bridge of her nose. “Ryuji,” the older teen sighed. “Are you good to continue? We can all heal you, but you need to tell us how you feel.”  Ryuji leaned forward–Akira mirrored his actions and leaned backwards to make room. His back protested, pain tap dancing across his bones. “Swap me out. I’ll make my way back to the Entrance so Oracle can yell at me.”  Ann finally smiled. “Be prepared.”  Ryuji grinned wearily and made it back onto his feet with Akira’s assistance. Everyone handed him a beverage that would gradually replenish his health and energy. Mona patted him on his calf, since that’s as far as he could reach. Ann punched him playfully in the stomach–Ryuji hid his pain behind a wobbly grin–before ruffling his hair. Makoto looked worried about hugging him and instead gave him a heartfelt “get well, see you soon”.  Yusuke was a little bit more intimate, and cupped the back of Ryuji’s neck with both hands. He pulled him forward, bumping their foreheads in a gentler manner than Akira did.  “D-dude,” Ryuji stammered, hands hovering awkwardly in the air.  “We’re a team. We’ll accept you, no matter what.”  Realization of what the other’s words meant dawned on him and Ryuji stiffened in Yusuke’s hold. “…don’t.”  “He loves you as well. I witnessed this with my own eyes. When you fell, he was devastated.”  “Stop, damn it.”  “As you wish, but don’t hide it–not with us.” Yusuke pulled away, giving Ryuji a warm smile as he walked backwards.  Ryuji hurriedly pulled his mask back on, ducking his head. Prick that he was, Joker slapped Skull on the back as he sauntered by. Skull hissed, hands reaching for the paining area. “You’re such an asshole, man!” Joker smirked at him before joining the remaining members of the team. They all climbed into the bus Mona transformed into.  Skull sighed and tossed back one of the healing drinks. He made a face, but could already feel the effects. “Oracle. People say I’m as dumb as a bag of rocks, but I know you’re there. Did you hear… what Inari…” Skull trailed off, shoulders slumping.  The air wavered before him with the sound of static crackling and a holographic version of Futaba appeared. She nodded, averting her gaze. “I already knew, though. Joker… He comes to me to talk about it. Or rather, he comes to brood dramatically.”  Skull grinned sheepishly, only to quickly banish any hope of getting a chance with someone so far out of his league. “Walk me out of this dump, yeah?” Oracle smiled and bounded over to him. Even though it wasn’t her physical body, Skull swore he felt the pressure of her touch when she placed a hand to his arm. They started walking and she began excitedly telling him about the design of their current area. Skull half-listened, only because he barely understood the girl and her technical jargon.  With the end in sight, those banished thoughts returned when Oracle’s hologram disappeared; the real one waved excitedly with both arms from the train platform. ‘Akira… likes me?’ 

[part two] [part three] [part four] [part five] [part six] 

Notes: Futaba–we’ve seen her walking with them in cutscenes when they move through Palaces, but I just went with the notion that she stays behind on the platforms when they travel Mementos. // Well, I just read a few chapters from the Dengeki and realize she’s with them in Mementos as well. I invoke my artistic license. Also, never had anyone take a hit for Joker yet, so I’m just assuming it’ll be “fatal” for them like it would’ve been for him. // Megaton Raid is weak... I got hit with it. It would never be fatal, but I'm keeping it because it's a cool name.