#tokyo rev au

[eetherealgoddess]

can you one with mikey where he is deeply in love with reader but she is oblivious and one night his dark impulses take control of him and he fucks he in her sleep??? love your content btww

thank you!! hope this turned out the way you wanted!! <3

ꨄTemptationꨄ

Oneshot - Yandere Mikey Au

❦You didn’t know how tempting you were to those dark eyes❦

Sano Manjiro x Reader

Not fully proofread!

MY TR FANDOM WORKS ARE ONLY ON TUMBLR & AO3 UNDER EETHEREALGODDESS! REPORT IF YOU SEE IT POSTED UNDER ANYONE ELSE BUT ME!!!

I apologize if I get any Japanese etiquette or culture wrong, I literally have to research the culture for some of my fandom stories so if anything is wrong, please excuse my ignorance.

Notice:

✩Y/n is 18+. I picture her as a black female but you can see her however.

✩Some parts of the story may not be realistic or factual. After all, this is a work of fiction.

✩Although it's a dark 'romance,' I do not condone any of the behavior displayed.

✩Dark content such as: gore, violence, triggering topics, graphic scenes, vulgar language, explicit sexual content, etc.

✩There may be scenes that involve non con and/ or dubcon so don’t read if that makes you uncomfortable

✩That being said, this story is for 18+ only.

Enjoy!

Temptation

The moonlight gleams through the cracked curtains, shining over the bed as a figure lies underneath the white comforter. You slumber, snug and warm as you lie on your stomach, one leg lifted as well as both of your arms though with bent elbows. Your other leg is planted straight down as your cheek meets the pillow. Light snoring echoed throughout the room as well as steady breathy. You were oblivious to the eyes gazing over your limp frame. He’s kneeled on the floor as his head lies on top of the arms that are crossed on the mattress in front of your face. His blonde strands hovering over his face, disheveled from his lack of care considering his sleepless nights.

Ever since he found a way to break into your room despite you still living at home, he hasn’t been able to keep himself away. He likes to visit you at night. It helps with easing the dark thoughts he succumbs to when he tries to fall asleep. His past haunts him, entrapping his mind with nothing but dark whispers of various impulses. The intrusive thoughts sneak up on him as a snake would before snapping the venom in their prey, trailed by the shadows of darkness looming over his back and reminding him that all he is meant to experience is suffering.

Ironically, sneaking into your room at night gives him a sense of normality. He can’t help but to live in the moment once you’re in the picture. A sane person wouldn’t think twice of you, having accidentally bumped into one another which resulted in you apologizing before running off. It didn’t make sense why he decided to follow you the rest of the day or command one of his gang members to search for more information about you. It doesn’t make sense why there isn’t a day he goes without thinking of you.

Maybe it was the sense of normalcy or distraction from his inner world. Maybe it was the qualities you had as a person that he found interesting after looking into you. The fact is that he is mesmerized by you. It’s been months since you first met, the accidental shove forever leaving a ghostly tingling sensation on his arm. He sits up for a moment, resting his elbows against the bed as both of his hands tangle through his hair, holding up his head as he eyes you with a half lidded gaze.

After a moment he stood up before slowly pulling the cover back, deciding to see more of you to get his fill. He gazed at your body that only consisted of a t-shirt and shorts. He loved to see the fabric of your bottoms wrapped tightly around your curves which is why his favorite nights are when you have them on.

He figured out that your sleeping habits vary. Sometimes he’d get there and you were in the middle of changing, scrolling through your phone, or… sometimes even catching you in the middle of a session with your sex toy. The tree next to your window and the space in your walk-in closet as well as the placement of your bed from across made those specific nights a lot easier to observe.

He uses a hand to caress your back gently before slightly lifting your shirt to reveal the skin on your lower back. His palm rubbed along the crease in which your derrière and back meet, squeezing your side before continuing his strokes, staring at your face cautiously. He bit his lip as he squeezed you once more, firmly as he watched your nose scrunch. He released your skin as he felt a tightness form in his pants.

It wasn’t his first time gaining an erection simply from gazing or touching you. In fact, there have been times he had rubbed his tense cock in your closet as you were watching porn, both of you orgasming together as he edged himself until you were ready for release. He’s used your clothes as towels and stole them. He’s also jerked off sitting right in front of you as you sleep on the bed, imagining all the different ways he can have his way with you.

The way your legs tense when the toy hits that spot that sends you into convulsion, your moans filling the air as well as the curses as you grind out your orgasm. Sometimes you’ll even repeat your sessions back to back, in search of the relief he wants to provide for you. He palmed his bulge as he reminisced those favorable moments. He looks down and gazes at his own hard on, his hair hovering over his face with his lips slightly parted as a red hue forms on his cheeks.

“Shit.” He whispered, feeling the overwhelming urge to climb on top of you. He just wanted to take a look at your wet pussy again. Leaning over to where he uses a hand to slide the leg nearest to open to gain a better viewpoint of your covered vagina. The tight shorts caused an imprint to outline the frame of your center. He glanced at you before gently connecting his fingers with your pussy, rubbing over the slit. He watched you as his middle finger moved to where your clit is hidden under the shorts, applying a still pressure to test the waters. Your hips twitched as you slightly readjusted but your eyelids stayed shut.

His fingers slid until he reached in between your ass cheeks, grazing over your covered anus before removing his hand all together. His torso bends over, crawling until he climbs over your legs. His hands connect with your shorts before he slowly pulls them down, revealing your naked bottom half as he tossed them to the side. He scoots to a better position over your legs and cupped both of your butt cheeks, squeezing and using his thumbs to caress the skin before spreading your labia with his fingers still planted on your ass.

He glanced at you to see your sleeping figure once more before he released you and shoved a hand into his pants. He lowers the lining of his underwear before pulling his cock from his pants. Deciding to ease some of the tension, he positions himself closer to your ass, using a hand to spread a cheek before pressing his cock in a downward position to where he could feel his head against your warm pussy.

He released a quiet grunt before lowering his torso on yours, basically hugging you as he eased his arms under yours, pressing his hips against you as he held it there. He thought he would have enough self control to not go all the way in since he just needed to feel you. It felt so good to feel your body against his, soft and warm. As time went on it was beginning to feel a little too good. He pressed down his hips before pulling back and repeating the same motion slowly in an attempt to not wake you up. He pants as the feeling becomes too hard to handle.

Deciding to just use the head of his cock, he licks his hand before lathering up his girth and using his fingers to position himself to your already wet vagina. He pushes forward slowly, your labia popping open wider as his tip stretches your hole. He accidentally released a moan as his head dropped, arms slightly shaking as they balanced himself over your figure.

“Oh fuck.” He hissed as he pushed in just a smidge more of a distance than before, stopping himself before he continued. It already feels like your pussy is sucking him in, the walls tightening the part of him already inside of you.

“So warm.” He groaned as he sat up more, breathing heavily with his lips apart as his head fell back. You slightly squirm against him as you attempt to reposition yourself, your leg that was bent moving down to where your feet are parallel. You wince as you take a deep breath before the slumber takes over once more.

He’s had to wait so long for this. He was having a hard time thinking rationally as all he wanted to do was shove his cock inside of you as deep as possible before forcing you to take all his cum. His hands reach the skin of your back under the shirt. His hips twitch back before he pushes back in, only his tip immersed in your walls. He can feel your pussy releasing more juice from the stimulation. Everything felt so hot.

He couldn’t take it anymore, lowering his upper body as he repositioned one of his arms under you and the other hand covering your mouth, lifting your head slightly. Your eyes finally flutter open into a squint, only just coming back to reality as you feel a heavy weight above you as well as a pressure from below.

“Forgive me, Y/n.” Your eyes widen at the low whisper before the hand tightens around your mouth and someone leaves a kiss on the back of your head before you feel a sharp pain in your core, causing a muffled grunt to leave your mouth as Mikey’s hips lock against yours in a swift motion.

He moaned when his hips smacked against your ass. You whimper at the pain as you attempt to push against the bed in an attempt to throw him off of you. You failed miserably, not even being able to move from your position because of his immense strength overpowering you from atop. You couldn’t even turn your head to see who the culprit is forcing themselves upon you. Your eyebrows furrowed as you grunt loud from another hard impact from his thick cock.

“G-get off of me!” You attempt to scream but his hand only muffled your speech. Both of your bodies rock as he gains rhythm, his hair flailing as he grinds against you.

“Shhh.” He nibbles on your ear as he makes an attempt to quiet his own moans, not wanting to risk your parents walking in though if it happened, he wouldn’t have a problem with ridding himself of the inconvenience of their presence.

“M’ gonna find it and make you feel so fucking good, Y/n.” He says in your ear, forcing his fast strokes in deeper as he searches for the spot that has you quivering when he watches. Your nails impale the sheets as your grip tightens, the pain having resided once he found the spot, a moan escaping your lips.

“There it is.” He smirks before pressing his head against yours and closing his eyes. He continuously aimed to kiss your cervix as his head dropped to your neck, his lips connecting with the skin before he thrusts harder, rutting against you as he humps your backside. His cock is suffocated by the warm gummy walls inside of you, your juice lathering him as a natural lube as you reflexively push your ass against him, meeting his thrusts as your nipples harden against the bed.

“Th-this isn’t right!” You try to speak once more, struggling to push yourself off the bed as he adds more weight to your form, cock rubbing along your inner lining as your g-spot is assaulted. “I don’t even know you!”

“The only thing…” he breathes, “…that matters is my lo…” He pants as his eyebrows furrow before the smacking of his hips against your body becomes louder as he brings you both closer to your orgasms, his tip beating hard against your g-spot. You release a loud grunt followed by a moan as your hips move against him desperately.

“Ah fuck, baby this feels so good.” He hissed before his lips fell apart. Lowering his head, he rests it against your shoulder as he fucks into you with firm yet fast strokes. You bite your lip as your eyes shut tight, your hips bucking as you release a desperate moan, a wave of pleasure engulfing your abdomen as you orgasm on the stranger’s thick cock.

“I love you, I love you, I love you.” He whispers before his grip on your face and shoulder tighten, his hips rocking as he thrusts out his orgasm. You both pant as you catch your breath, his cock still inside of you before he slowly pulls his hips back causing a grunt to leave you both. You feel him kiss your shoulder and neck as your eyes widen in horror at the realization of your circumstances as he releases your mouth.

“W-who are you?! Y-you j-just…” You try to turn around to get a look of him but he only pressed your head against the pillow.

“When we get to know each other better, I’ll explain. For now, just know that you’re my wifey, okay?” He smiled, ignoring the look of confusion and fear that appeared on your expression.

“I-I don’t even know you! HE-!” He covers your mouth once more and leaned to your ear.

“I don’t want to kill your parents, Y/n. So don’t make me, okay? I’d like to meet your family properly.” Tears stream down your face as he tells you to close your eyes. You comply, shutting them tight as you feel his weight shift before completely disappearing.

“See ya next time.”

tbh i liked the request but idk if i liked how i wrote it

[kisakis-boyfriend]

Alpha male reader with omaga mikey and they are with each other and Mikey heat comes Unexpectedly ♦️

Pairings: Mikey x male reader

Warnings: Alpha male!reader, dom/top!reader, sub/bottom/omega!Mikey, lots of pet names, clingy sex, public sex, biting, heat, knotting, brief mention of pregnancy, reader is called "sir + master"

It's a crisp, spring day and you are a humble alpha taking his little omega boyfriend out to the park. As usual, Mikey's first move is to find the food stalls and buy a snack to eat while you take a stroll. Something sweet, obviously. Because what's a daytime park date without a little sugar?

If you're lucky he might even share a bite with you (!!!!!!) without you asking! Your lips linger around Mikey's fingers for just a few seconds longer than they need to, and the omega feels a flush of warmth hit his body from the inside. He shrugs it off though, and your date continues over to a bench by the water.

“A lot of ducks here today, huh?” you comment. Eyeing the feathered creatures as a dozen or so glide along the water's surface.

Mikey looks at you with a raised eyebrow, “I didn't think anyone seemed that rude… that one kid even smiled as we passed them.”

You returned his puzzled expression with one of your own, until it clicked, and you snorted as you corrected him. “Ducks, Mikey,” pointing towards the water in front of you. “not dicks. You've got a dirty little mind today, dont'cha?”

“What do you mean?! That one mistake doesn't make me some pervert, like you think I am!” Mikey pouted, crossing his arms over his chest and swiveling away from you.

Your boyfriend's childish nature is adorable sometimes (and annoying at others…) — huffing while he avoids eye contact, even turning his body away from you so he can pretend to be mad. Such a cutie~

“Uh-huh, sure.” you said sarcastically. “Don't think I didn't see the look in your eyes when I "accidentally" sucked on your fingers earlier. Your mind went somewhere very naughty, and we both know it~” Your teasing turned the tips of Mikey's ears red in an instant, filling his mind with many ideas. In that moment, all the blood in his body rushed downward, causing his soft shaft to slowly swell and rise—creating a small bulge in the front of his pants.

As you turn your attention back to the natural world surrounding you, a soft whine makes your ear twitch. You glance over and notice the deep red taking over Mikey's cheeks and nose, and the way his fingers dig into the wood of the bench you're sitting on. “M-Mikey…?”

The utterance of his name sends another jolt straight to his cock, filling him with an unbearable heat that spreads to every last corner of his body. He's wheezing now, mouth open as ragged breaths come out and his chest heaves. You stare at the sudden new state of your partner in shock — is he getting a fever?! Is this spot too sunny?!

“Hey, babe, are you– are you alright?” you touch the back of your hand against his forehead, and it almost feels like Mikey got a terrible sunburn. “You're burning up! Uuuhh… should we move somewhere with shade?!”

“Lower… touch me lower pleeeaasee~ ” he whines. His thighs tense, rubbing together a bit as he tries not to let a glob of precum spill from his dick. “Please, sir… I need it– mMFhjkD–!! I need Master's touch…”

Wow. Ok, this is embarrassing! As your eyes scan your immediate surroundings, you find that most of the people are over towards the center of the park, or by the entrance. There are still a few people nearby though, and they could probably see or hear you if you do anything right here–

“Mikey, wh– are you…?” you're cut off by Mikey grabbing your wrist and forcing your hand into his pants, unzipping them so that you can fit your whole hand down there. His tiny cock has swelled so much, and the insides of his clothes are soaked already! There's a wet mess sliding down his thighs and pooling underneath his ass.

While you try not to alert any other park-goers, you discreetly palm your boyfriend underneath his clothes, rubbing at his entrance and nearly easing a finger in there. This alone causes your balls to tighten, and you sense something a bit more primal bubbling towards the surface as Mikey whimpers and thrusts his hips wildly — like an animal in heat.

“Mikey, why didn't you tell me your heat was coming on? We could have stayed home — taken care of this properly. The park could've waited.”

“I-I didn't– gnngh-! I didn't kn-know… I swear!” he stammers between noises of ecstasy. “OoOOohh mm~ yeah~ I didn't feel any-thiiing aaAhhH!! A-anything until after we got here… hnngh…” you have to quickly cover your boyfriend's mouth, lest he moan any louder and draw someone's attention.

Well, now that you're less concerned about his health, and you know why Mikey is red and a million degrees, now you have to make a quick decision — how are you going to take care of this? You could try to take him back home, where you'd have all the privacy possible to fuck him silly until this heat subsides. But, looking at the state your boyfriend is currently in, you don't see that working out very well. He's too far into this to walk that far… The park bathrooms aren't private enough, plus they're not all that clean. You guess…

“Pl-please please please please– it huuuurts…” Mikey cries, prying your hand away from his lips and trying to get both of your hands down his pants.

“No — zip these back up, quickly–”

“NONONONONO PLEASE—I'LL DO ANYTHING FOR YOU, MASTER, PLEASE–!!!” Mikey screams, clinging onto your arm like a child would to their parents when they don't want them to leave.

You slap a hand over Mikey's mouth again, nearly flying off of the bench to shush him. “SHH! Be quiet! I'm GOING to, but we can't do it right here! It's bad enough that someone probably saw us already… we're in public, Mikey! We can't just do it in front of an audience!”

Another pitiful whine reverberates into your palm, and the blond's black eyes well with tears as he reluctantly zips up his pants, feeling lonely without your hand on him.

“Get up, hold on to me if you need to.”

Mikey stumbles as you begin walking somewhere, wrapping his arms around your elbow and nuzzling his nose into the exposed skin. That little inhale of your scent has him clenching his legs together for a moment as a dribble of precum leaks out of his tip.

That whole display only causes your hormones to kick in further, bringing an uncomfortable wave of heat to your body now. It's all you can do to lead Mikey along until you come to a rather large hedge on the outer edge of the park, barely covered by a few trees and a fence on one side.

“Why are we… over here?” your little omega asks.

Before you answer, you scoop him up and lay him down on the grass. “Fixing our little "problem"—fuckin'… nngh-” you growl impatiently, “Look at what you did to me, honey…” the very obvious dick-shaped bulge in your pants made Mikey drool. His hands dig into the grass and dirt below him, and his legs spread instinctually.

“That's a good boy, but you gotta take your clothes off first, yeah?” you remind him. In a flash, your boyfriend has his pants and underwear off, only draped around one ankle. At the same time, you unzip yours and pull them down just enough to free your aching, throbbing cock.

“Ready for me?” Mikey nods vigorously, and you quickly line up your cock, pushing against his entrance with a bit of resistance. The slick coating his insides and sliding down his inner thighs helps greatly, though it is still a tight fit. Not that you're complaining, exactly — that tightness feels damn good for both of you.

The little omega opens his mouth to moan—or maybe scream—but not a sound comes out. Instead, his eyes simply glaze over while you bottom out in one thrust. “OoOOohH fuck-! Tight… so fuckin' tight for me…”

Instincts take over as you start humping Mikey's wet hole, already overwhelmed by having his soft, warm insides hug your cock. Primal as this all is, you also desperately cling to your boyfriend—overtaken by a primal love for him too. One hand combs through his hair, pushing it out of his face, while the other slides to the small of his back. “Mhm~ You feel so gooood, baby- ah! ah! ah! Fu-uck y-yeah–!” you drawl to the rhythm of your thrusts. Plowing Mikey's ass so hard that it kind of hurts your hips too.

The omega wraps his arms around the back of your neck, pulling your face closer until your lips brush against his skin. You nibble on his earlobe, and Mikey lets out a cute whimper as his eyes squeeze shut in embarrassment. Nibbling turns to nipping at his neck, which then turns into sucking on the tender flesh — all while the blond moans louder than he probably should.

“Fuck! I'm gonna- hnngh–!!” Before you can even finish your sentence, a flood of thick, creamy cum fills up Mikey's hole. Painting his insides white as you bite down on his shoulder to stay quiet.

“M-more! Moremoremore~! Need… Alpha's cum~💛” his voice fades towards the end, and his small body slumps all at once as the last drops of cum spill into his unprotected hole.

You're barely able to hold yourself up, but you try to, so you don't crush your precious omega with your weight. Though your vision is spotty, you can still appreciate the sight of your darling boyfriend in his blissful state. You assume he's half unconscious already; until you start pulling out and Mikey perks up, whining out “Noooo… isss'not enough yet… need master's cock~”

A knot is already formed at the base of your shaft, and you're honestly not any softer even though you pumped a bucket load of semen into him. You certainly can't walk home like this…

“Yeah? Is this what you're needing, honey?” you ask, bringing one of Mikey's hands to the knot and letting him feel it. He gropes it, strokes it, and begs for you to put it back inside in such a loving voice. It's enough to make you feel bad about even thinking of stopping here.

“Anything for my baby boy~ Haah… wanna push it in yourself?” Mikey nods tiredly, guiding the rest of your dick back into his hole. Once the knot reaches his entrance, he holds onto your hips, and you begin thrusting again. “A little harder—here, I'll help ya.” you take Mikey's waist in your hands and pull him towards you as you thrust in.

The speed of your thrusts picks back up, and with enough effort from both of you, your knot eventually squeezes past his fucked out rim. “Oh god-! It's in! Fffuuck, Mikey… s'tighter than before-!!” As your bulky cock stretches his ass, you can already feel another orgasm coming.

Mikey pulls you down by the neck again, clinging to you—his lifeline, his sunshine, his stars, his galaxy, his entire world—and you return the embrace. His small body takes everything you have to offer as you greedily hump him, creating just enough friction to unload another round of cum into his womb. “Shit! Cumming! Mmhm, gonna breed you, Mikey~ Gonna breed my sweet omega–!!”

“Breed me! Please… mMMhgNm…” his muffled cries turn into whimpers as you up the ante with your breeding talk–

“Oh fuck-! Gonna knock you up, yeah? Fill your little tummy with kids?” between every powerful bump against Mikey's body, you affirm his deep-rooted desires. “You'll be a daddy after I'm finished with ya, sweetheart~”

—

You're not sure how many minutes pass, but what you are sure of is the fact that your knot hasn't gone away yet… it's still swollen, tethering you and your omega together and preventing you from leaving your hiding spot.

Mikey is all but passed out under you, and it's still early enough in the day — it's not like you need to rush out of the park, sooooo… you guess you're just going to lay here until you can safely pull out.

In the meantime, what's the harm in admiring your boyfriend while he naps? After all, his soft features look even prettier after you had them twisting in pleasure~

[fic-dumpster]

immiscible

Pairing: Cat hybrid!Sanzu x Hamster hybrid!Reader

Summary: You were not meant to be. Everything pointed to a disastrous outcome, but Haruchiyo Sanzu refused to let something as dumb as biology dictate his life. He wanted you and that was final.

CW: Hybrid AU, dubcon, PiV, oral (female receiving), mean Sanzu, possessiveness, typical cat behavior. Idk… lmk if I missed anything. Not edited and no beta.

Word count: 2.2K+

A.N: funny how this was inspired by Hamtaro and the pink panther. A very… unexpected crossover.

“Haru, stop bothering her!” Mikey’s voice boomed through the room for the third time.

You were hiding, again, under Mikey’s covers, attempting to stay as far away as possible from Sanzu who hadn’t been as welcoming as you were promised. You were told a good time awaited, but your current situation was not your definition of a good time.

Emma, Mikey’s sister and your owner, had to leave for a trip with her boyfriend and they left you under her brother’s care. You were against the idea, adamant about it. You cried and begged to be left alone or any other person available would do. But alas, nobody seemed to be able to besides Mikey.

Knowing the pink cat hybrid living under Mikey’s care was an ass, you knew It was a terrible idea. You were a rodent for crying out loud. A hamster hybrid. It was like trying to mix water and oil… an impossible task, and they expected you to share a living space with them for who knows how long.

Yes, you have been in Mikey’s place for less than four days and your life has been in danger more times than you can count.

Sanzu, the feline menace of this house, seemed to find joy in your little squeaks and chubby cheeks puffing even more every time he pawed at you; sending you back and forth to his entertainment. He was just doing that a second ago until you managed to escape and made a run for Mikey’s bed.

“Haru, let her go.” Mikey warned him with a stern voice, “she doesn’t like your games.”

Little did he know those weren’t just games for Sanzu. While you thought he wanted nothing more than to make a snack out of you, he had a whole other plan in mind.

Your small and round face peeked from under the covers and you instantly regretted your decision. Right there, looking straight at you with a wicked grin, was Sanzu. His green emerald eyes shined with mischief as he saw the scared look on your face.

“Ple-please, Haru… I-I do-don’t wanna play…” you stammered. Your heart beating wildly as you scurried deeper into the bed and away from the border where a crazed hybrid stood.

Have you ever tried to make a cat let go of his prey? Hardest thing to accomplish. Mikey knew that, but he also believed in his pet. Overall, Sanzu was harmless, according to Mikey. So when the only human in the room heard his pet hybrid promise to be civil. Well, Mikey believed him.

“I won’t do that again, I promise.”

To his credit, Sanzu didn’t chase you around anymore. There was no reason to run after something that was under his paw.

The first week passed by in a flash and you learned a few things. One of them was how Sanzu loved to see your attempts of scrambling away from him, whining every time he pulled your short puffy tail or yanked your whiskers. You saw the gratification on his face.

He would not leave you alone. So much so that he even gathered your things from the guest room and moved them to his. Mikey allowed such idea; believing in Sanzu’s excuse about hybrid bonding time or something.

Before bed, the cat hybrid would yank you against his warm body, wrap himself around you and nibble on your round ears; every time before bed it was the same, almost like a night routine. You would tremble under his arms, scared of becoming dinner if you made a wrong move.

Things got heated in the third week. Almost a month in and you had your fair share of questions about Sanzu’s behavior. He began to pin you down more often; growling and rubbing himself all over you. Grooming your neck and cheeks, for then to stay in that position for a while. Inhaling your scent and humming and purring in contempt.

Mikey just thought you two were finally getting along well and ignored whenever Sanzu dragged you into his room.

“Yeah, Emma. She’s doing fine. Haru is good company.” Mikey would always speak with reassuring words to his sister. Not lying, just telling his truth. “No need to take her to Takashi’s.”

As the phone conversation went on, in a different room your silent whines told a different story. The spiked tongue of Sanzu’s kept licking your skin, leaving it tender afterward.

“Heard that? You’re not going anywhere,” Sanzu rasped against your twitching ears.

The cat hybrid was ecstatic when he first heard the news from Mikey. You, the fragile little rodent, were going to stay with him? His prayers had been answered.

Sanzu couldn’t help himself, you were just too pretty for your own good. All shy and sweet with everyone else but him. You were a trembling mess whenever he prowled around you, his tail swiftly moving around your hips and legs got you squirming in place. He loved the special treatment you gave him.

The pink menace had begun to behave even weirder lately. Headbutts here and there, making biscuits on your tummy and chest which left you all hot and bothered, but he didn’t seem to mind one bit. All smiles and hugs as your mind went from zero to a hundred in seconds. It all left you confused and dizzy at the end of the day.

For things to make sense something had to happen, right? Because such… affectionate behavior wasn’t normal. Well, a few days later when Mikey left to hang out with some friends; it did happen.

You heard a strange sound coming from Sanzu’s room. It was a very loud meowing, almost raw and it seemed painful; and as afraid of him as you were, you couldn’t just leave your only housemate alone if he was in pain.

With shaky steps, ears tuned in to the yowling, you made your way to his room. Stopping at the door, you saw your things still scattered around, but now a bunch of pillows and blankets also shared the space. As your eyes roamed through the room you finally spotted Sanzu. He was a sweating mess—pink hair sticking to his face, wild eyes unblinking and his face contorted in pain.

“Ha-haru? Are you ok—” But before you could say one more word, a strong scent invaded your nostrils.

It hit you with so much force that your eyes watered instantly. The smell was sweet; earthy and cinnamon-like but oh, so suffocating. You gagged and coughed at the burning sensation in your throat.

Suddenly, everything began to spin, but before your knees could hit the ground, you were swept off your feet. The sickly sweet smell surrounding you in waves—enveloping you whole. “S-stop! I ca-can’t brea-breath!”

“I knew you would come,” cooed Sanzu, completely ignoring your pleas.

He had you in his arms, carrying you towards the improvised nest made of blankets. Your body shivered, rejecting the aroma of a different hybrid. It was clear—compatibility? Null. Even your body’s biology refused to accept the idea of it.

Before you could gather your thoughts, you were being dropped on a soft surface and still, the potent scent kept mingling all your senses. Just as fast, he was on top of you; holding your hands above your head and leaning forward with his whole weight pressing down on you.

“You look so pretty… underneath me,” Sanzu sharply whispered against your temple. Nose caressing the border of your face as it traveled to your lips.

Nudging your legs apart with his knees, he nestled himself between them. Slowly but steadily grinding his hips against your clothed core. “You did this, you know? You made me go into heat, you little minx.”

“No! I didn’t know– didn’t mean to!” You whimpered—lips to lips, sharing the same air.

A whirlwind of thoughts passed through your mind. Guilt, fear, anger and… surprisingly lust. The more he rubbed himself against you, the more your body reacted. Your legs fastening around his waist, pulling Sanzu even closer which made the feline purr louder as your little squeaks mixed in between.

You felt the weight of his body—of his clothed cock constantly pressing on your entrance, humping, just rutting in place. Wetness had begun to creep in between your clothes

“We can’t do this, Ha-Haru…”

“You want me to stop?” Sanzu asked with clenched teeth but you shaked your head in denial, “Good, because I don’t think I would be able to…”

The feline eagerly pawed your clothes off, feeling a surge of giddiness born in his stomach. He was so close to you, he was finally touching every single part of you. Sanzu could practically taste the air charged with your arousal.

“You need me here,” he purred, lithe fingers dancing around your gushing entrance. “I’ll have a quick taste and you’re gonna be good and let me.”

Not soon had you felt his hands let go, ignoring his previous words, you tried to scramble away. On your hands and knees, you made a big mistake. Sanzu felt your cotton-like tail hit him in the face and it just made him latch onto you even harder. His hands grabbed your thighs, pulling you back and at the same time wrangling you back into your last position just to directly smash his face against your cunt.

A hollow scream erupted from your raw throat once you felt his tongue practically forcing its way in. His fingers digging into your skin, the force of his sucking lips and never had his tongue stopped moving inside you. You were ashamed to admit he felt too good, your bucking hips constantly hitting him but Sanzu didn't even notice. Too focused, too drunk on your hypnotic flavor.

A straight lick later and a moan of satisfaction from the pink feline had you in almost tears. “You were already wet enough, but I couldn't help myself. You’ve made me… a voracious beast.”

You felt his fingers open your lower lips, heat radiating from your center smearing his digits. You don't know when or how he discarded his own clothes but as your eyes refocused, you saw his skin almost glowing, radiating scorching warmth on top of you. Unhurriedly, Sanzu guided his cock inside, stretching your opening to mold him, to take him. You were so soft, so warm that it almost hurt with how sensitive his tip was.

“I promise to—fuck… aah— mount you properly next time,” he growled at the thought of having you—ass up squeaking for him again, “but I need to see your cute face right now.”

Sanzu hissed at the contact and gave a final push of his hips; entering you with force. In return, your face contorted at the intrusion, you were a squealing mess under him. The sudden action wasn’t as pleasant as the previous activity. Your insides burned as your walls tried to push the foreign object out. But Sanzu persisted, holding you in place as he slowly retracted and moved back in. Inch by inch of his cock with no hurry.

He repeated this action until he felt almost no restraint on your part. Your cute little cunt had finally gotten used to him. He went in and out smoothly and your sounds had changed to mewls and puffs of air—full of need. Your hands traveled from his chest to his shoulders, no longer trying to stop him. On the contrary, you were pulling him in, scraping his neck with a sudden need to have him closer.

The feline purred loudly as he absorbed the change in your demeanor. Your half-lidded eyes were calling to him. His words failed him, he couldn’t even tell you how good you felt. All that left his lips were groans and beastly sounds.

“Fa-faster, Haru!” You moaned out without shame. Gone was the timid little rodent.

His chest reverberated once again, an instant answer to your plea. His tail moving wildly behind him, his ear twitching at the sound of your voice. All his body automatically responded to your calling.

His hips hitting you with abandon. Your pussy lips are swollen from the constant friction.

“M-mine.” He heaved with furrowed brows; fingers gripping tightly at your soft and plush skin.

Sanzu wasn’t even sure he was speaking out loud, too lost in the overwhelming feeling of finally being buried deep in your heat. Nothing could take him away from you.

─────── · · ·

“Get your furry fiend away from her!” Emma was a red from rage, “Manjiro Sano! I am serious!

“He doesn't wanna let go!” Mikey looked over at his friend, Emma’s boyfriend, for help, “Ken-Chin, tell her!”

Meanwhile, Sanzu with flattened ears and a swatting tail had you under his body; hissing menacingly at the three humans trying to take away his mate.

Of course, you had tried to explain but your meek voice wasn't heard in the middle of all the shouting.

[torasplanet]

been thinking a lot about frat!toman and being their sweetheart. i have many ideas but the one stuck on me is when they all just can't get enough of you! they all share but it's getting to a point where they're damn near ready to go through a barbaric war for you.

mikey, the frat prez, would treat you like an absolute princess like the most of them but with him you really are. he can do what he wants and say what he wants meaning you get whatever you want but he doesn't particularly enjoy it when you get mouthy. nobody else does either.

the only one who really seems to like it is nahoya, it really gets him going when you tell everyone how it is and make demands. what else gets him going is when he gets you to shut all that shit up. it's funny to him almost. you get a little bit of dick and everything you tried to stand on matters much less than before, in fact you've forgotten about it.

mitsuya is such a sweetheart when it comes to the frat sweetheart. he treats you like fine china, of course he has his moments but he's nowhere as rough as some of the others can be...he's your favorite, for a reason.

draken is also a nice one but don't get him wrong, he's very quick to snap you back into place if you're being too much of a...brat, he'd say. he's also king of casual dominance. he's sort of a mitsuya mixed with a baji. he'll always make sure you're okay while he's treating you and whatever you call that nasty thing between your thighs like nothing but a cumdump.

speaking of him, baji is such a tease. he's mean, to say the least. he likes to show you off, he's not scared of people knowing about the situation going on the frat. in his words, most people already think frat sweethearts get fucked like you. he can be nice, he's a gentleman of course but most of the time, he is such a meanie !!

however, this doesn't make him the meanest. chifuyu, whether you believe it or not, can be pretty fucking mean. he's such a sweetie, he loves you and adores you yet when you get him upset, he's torturing your poor clit for hours to the point you wish that nahoya was the one pissed off !! don't even get me started on how filthy his mouth will get...

kazutora is the real sweetheart though, him and souya both. kazutora is always so gentle with you, he takes you out on dates and treats you before he even thinks about getting between your legs. speaking of, he is a real eater !! he can cum just from eating you out and then he's satisfied for the day. but with the way he likes to cum, you'll be getting eaten out until kazutora has to get rid of his pants because of how much he stained them.

souya by far has to be the best gentleman. he waited so long to fuck you, he knew you were sore from the recent relationships in the frat and he wanted you to really feel him and everything he has to offer. he still does the same. he refuses to fuck you if someone else already had soon before him, the most he'll do is foreplay and enough to make you cum untouched. he hates seeing your pretty pussy all spoiled with someone else's cum!! all he wants is to stare at how his cum is so sheer spread all over your thighs and cunt.

but what they all fight about is who gets to do your aftercare and taking you out. as much as they love seeing you all fucked out, they love seeing that sweet smile when they give you a surprise date. the toman frat boys simply adore you !!

©torasplanet .ᐟ reblogs and likes are very appreciated! pls do not repost!!

[married-to-google-translater]

Yandere Izana Kurokawa soulmate headcanons

Throughout his life, Izana has relied on the idea of a soulmate.

Someone who would love her truly and unconditionally...

Someone who would be just for him.

This would really help Izana in difficult times.

However, that doesn't make up for all the emotional crap Izana has to go through.

Yeah, he's definitely not the nicest person.

But this is yandere stuff so did you expect something else?

He would often dream of meeting you.

However, when your meeting doesn't happen, Izana starts to get frustrated.

Why can't he just meet you already?

Are there any other rules?

Does this mean something happened to you?

.

Your first meeting wasn't romantic at all.

You were late for the train and while running you bumped into Izana.

If you hadn't been his soul mate this could have ended worse.

When Izana saw you for the first time he wouldn't know what to say.

You're finally there with him.

Izana would NEVER let you go.

R.I.P your privacy.

It's pretty obvious that you'll never get on the train you intended to take.

Izana is hugging you now and he's not going to let go.

.

Even though you are Izana's soul mate it doesn't really remove all his problems.

Izana is still really clingy, possessive and jealous.

The kidnapping would happen very quickly after the first meeting.

You're his soul mate so Izana doesn't really see a problem~

Izana would usually keep you really close.

He would hug you for all the lost years. Sometimes it could be really stifling.

Izana would also check your phone really often.

There are no secrets between soulmates~

However, he would like to keep you out of gang affairs.

If he ever comes home bruised, Izana would want you to take care of him.

The worst thing about this "relationship" would be that you could never leave.

A string on your finger would work as a bone tracker.

With that, Izana would always find you

[theanimeroom]

BOMBSHELL | TEASER

synopsis: five men, five women, one villa. with hearts and a $50,000 cash prize on the line, who will win the race to find love?

warnings: love island au featuring: tokyo revengers, blue lock, and jujutsu kaisen, lots of kissing, smut, multi characters × reader, lots of mixed pairings, very random challenges, fluff, slow burns, mentions of cheating, drama, angst, plenty of tears, multi fandom, and playlists included!

a/n: content warnings will be posted with each chapter, so be sure to read thoroughly before indulging! i haven't written a full fic in a while, so any beta readers would be appreciated to make sure that the story comes out as best as it could <3 the story will progress through my own discretion as well as voting at the end of each chapter, so make sure to cast your votes to see how the plot will unfold!

BOMBSHELL MASTERLIST

your heartbeat was erratic as you stood in front of the fire pit and your host, eyes scanning the expanse of the large, beautiful villa that you'd been staying at for the past four weeks.

you still remember the first day that you walked in here; a plethora of pretty faces greeting you with happy smiles and intrigued expressions. you reminisced the way that you were almost as nervous as you are now, eyes wide and palms clammy as you tried to ignore the growing anxiety surging through you. you thought about all the experiences you'd had up until this point, all the friends you made, all the things you learned about yourself, and most importantly, him.

out of everything that you had been through in your time at the villa, one thing that made the whole experience worth it was finally meeting the person of your dreams. you came onto the show thinking that it would be something fun, maybe slightly embarrassing, but fun nonetheless. you never thought that you would come out the end with someone that you could call your own, someone who understood you seemingly better than you knew yourself. despite all the fights, all the tears, and everything in between, you managed to come out the other end okay. happy even.

and you weren't the only one.

your gaze fluttered to your best friend, who stood two people away from you, a proud smile crossing your lips even with your nerves consuming you. you weren't the only person who came into the villa with baggage on their shoulders, yet none of you let it stop you. a brief image of you holding her as she cried into your arms flashed through your mind, the sadness and betrayal leaving her a wreck in your makeup room. you'd thought for a moment that it would be the end of your time together, yet you were happy to see her pull through and find happiness in the end.

everyone here had done their absolute best, even with their rights and wrongs, and that thought alone was enough to quell the queasy feeling building up in your stomach.

"alright islanders, it is officially time," the hosts' voice chopped through the nerve-wracking silence with ease, her calm expression giving no hints as to how the end of the night would go. a long sigh escaped your flared nostrils as you closed your eyes, teeth grazing your bottom lip as you forced your emotions to stay in check.

a soft hand turned your attention to your left, air escaping you as you looked up at the man you could truly say you were starting to love. he smirked at you, his own expression laced with playfulness as he tried his best to calm you down. a large grin spread across your face when you felt fingers interlocking with yours, a gentle squeeze giving you all the reassurance you needed to keep yourself grounded for the time being. your breath halted as he leaned down, lips just barely touching the shell of your ear as he whispered to you softly. "we'll be fine, baby."

you pulled away so you could glance into his eyes, a small nod giving him confirmation that you heard what he said. you trust him, probably more than you should.

"it has been a long, hard journey for those of you remaining," your host started, giving a soft smile to each of the islanders standing on the other side of the firepit. "yet, each of you has managed to find a connection here in the villa. although some of you have been through more struggles than others," you could feel the heat rising onto your face when your eyes made direct contact with hers, a snort escaping you as you laughed with the rest of the islanders that you could now call your best friends. "you all have made it to the finals, and are now in the running for the 50,000 dollar prize on the line."

you subconsciously tightened your grip on his hand at the mention of the prize, your body weight shifting from one foot to the other. you wanted to win, wanted that 50,000 so badly so you could finish your schooling without issues. yet, you were content with whatever outcome was prepared for you. in the end, as long as you had him next to you, you would give up the money in a heartbeat.

"since the start of the show, the country has been voting for their favorite love island couple," each word she spoke left your anxiety spiking, your mind begging her to just hurry up and give the results before your heart exploded from suspense. "but now, they have voted for their official love island winner."

you held your breath as you stared at the host, silence taking over the villa as she picked up a small envelope from the couch behind her. you eyed the paper with angst as she peeled it open slowly, reading the results before looking up at the lot of you behind the fire pit.

you watched as her jaw flexed, a breath getting sucked into your mouth as your heart started to beat so fast you thought it would jump out of your chest.

her mouth opened, eyes scanning the crowd before the first words left her lips. "and the winner... of love island is..."

[seleneprince]

My shitty translator wrote Sanzy as "Sandy", sorry for that lmao

I'm a sucker for forced marriage trope and I love Senju, so I'm very invested in this au. It fulfills my favourite things in one. Perfect.

So, from what I understand, Takeomi doesn't give a fuck about anyone but himself (again typical of him and canon accurate) and Sanzu sees this marriage as an honour, not only for him, but Senju as well? I mean, he doesn't look bothered when she's imprisoned but he doesn't look happy either, so I can't read him.

Poor Kakucho and Kokonoi, srly. They just asked Mikey to do one thing and he still managed to fuck it up. And what's that about Senju having short hair being so horrible for them? Hello? Don't you see the astounding beauty she is? (I love them anyway but wow)

And YASSS, my queen refusing to accept the situation and constantly trying to escape, not letting anything or anyone convince her otherwise. I'm very curious of how she ended up separated from her brothers at such a young age, but most of all, I'm curious to see her strenght. She obviously knows how to fight back, so she learnt somewhere. Also, I'm afraid her resistence its only going to make her husband grow actually interested in her and making sure she never leaves him. Poor girl :(

I wonder, does she feel betrayed by her brothers for this or she's just resentful to them because, after all, she hasn't seen them in years? Did they even visited her at some point before the whole marriage fiasco?

Mikey and Senju in my Yakuza edo period AU !!!

[krisjeevass]

idol au???

[ljubimaya]

PRETTY GIRLFRIEND THINGS ˙⋆✮

Nsfw headcanons featuring fem! Mikey and fem! Baji

C/W: Sub! Fem! Mikey, sapphic! reader, fem! reader, degradation, praising, mirror sex, fingering, sex with a strap, pussy eating, masturbation, public sex, a tiny bit of impact play if you squint, rough sex, tribbing, face sitting, fem! Baji humps readers ass, Dom! Fem! Baji, Reader doms fem Mikey in Mikey's part but gets dommed by fem Baji in Baji's part, lmk if I missed smth <333 and ofc Minors do not interact!!!

A/N: I wrote this with my pussy. No thoughts, just fem! faves for pride. This took wayyyy longer than expected but oh well, it be like that sometimes.Plus, ngl I feel like some parts are a tiny bit rushed, but it honestly feels good having it written off my chest. Anyway, let's christen this blog with some good ol' sapphic smut :3

W/C: 5.8k (help)

FEM! MIKEY THOUGHTS˙⋆✮

♡ To me, Mikey is a switch, but fem! Mikey??? Oh, she’s a sub

♡ I don’t see her ever domming, she is a full on pillow princess

♡ She is the big tiddie gf :,(( sensitive, pink nipples that get hard so easily it’s laughable. Absolutely loves when you suck and bite on them, and encourages you to use her boobs as stress balls 

♡Fem!Mikey is a little devil. She knows that seeing her in cute lingerie will make you go insane, so she’s mastered the art of taking hot nudes in front of the mirror in nothing but a lacy bra and matching panties

♡ Sweetest moans you have ever heard. You can never get enough of her breathy pleas to let her cum :(( 

♡ While fem! Mikey’s still a respected gang leader and feared across Tokyo, to you, she’s just a little princess that needs attention

♡ So much so that she might act bratty to get what she wants

Something was up with your girlfriend. You’d try to kiss her, but your girlfriend would only glare coldly at you, and huff “This is really not the time” She’d snap at you in front of the gang. Everyone was puzzled at her behavior, not understanding why the usually affectionate girl would turn down a kiss from her partner. The blonde never had an issue with pda, even encouraging you to hold and kiss her in public. You didn’t understand why she’s acting so cold all of a sudden, so you decided to just observe her for a while until you could talk to her in private. While you were just talking to a friend, you could see your girlfriend glaring daggers at you from the corners of your eyes. 

“What’s wrong?” You asked, hoping to get an answer for her strange behavior.

“Nothing’s wrong” She insisted. Rolling her eyes at you, she crossed her arms. There was a spark of excitement in her eyes when you gritted your teeth at her. Truth struck you like lightning when you saw it. It was as if a blindfold fell from your eyes; your girlfriend played one of her little games with you, and you’d be a terrible partner if you didn’t play along.

♡ Fem! Mikey wasn’t as smug when she got pushed against the wall when you dragged her away

♡ One thing about fem! Mikey is that not only are her moans as sweet as honey, but she’s never quiet

Your lips attacked her neck as soon as you pushed her against the wall. A shudder of pleasure ran down your spine when you heard her moan into your ear when you pushed your knee between her legs. You allowed her to grind her needy pussy against your thigh while your lips traveled along her neck to her collarbone, leaving dark love bites in the process.Impatient, the blonde gripped the belt of your pants, attempting to undo them until you stopped her. A questioning look adorned her beautiful face when she felt your hand gripping her wrist, and before she could open her sweet lips to ask, you cut her off.

“You’ve been acting so annoying all day” You spat in an angry tone “Could have just said you wanted me to fuck you like a dirty whore instead of acting so bitchy”

“‘m sorry baby” she whimpered out when you bit down on her neck, shamelessly grinding her cunt against your thigh while a series of apologies left her plump lips.

“I can make it up to you, just let me get on my knees for you” the blonde tried to coax you “Please, just a little taste”

“Nu huh, this isn’t the time” You mocked her, your finger grazing the outline of her clothed pussy “Wanna see if your gang is still gonna respect you when they find out their leader is being bratty because she needs her little pussy stuffed?”

“B-baby” She stuttered when your fingers swiftly dipped under her pants and panties, voice shaking in both fear and excitement “Please, no. They really don’t have to hear us-”

“Want me to stop?” You purred into her ear. Knowing your girlfriend, there’s no way she’d want to stop after getting so worked up, but you’d rather hear a verbal confirmation from her. 

The blonde woman bit her lower lip, seemingly weighing her options - either go back to her gang extremely horny, or get fucked senselessly and risk getting caught. The decision wasn’t that hard to make, because your girlfriend thinks with her pussy when she gets wet.

“No, don’t stop” Your girlfriend begged you, and who were you to go against the wishes of your pretty girl? She didn’t have to tell you twice, your fingers moved past her soiled panties and entered her embarrassingly wet cunt. 

All worries left the blonde’s head when your fingers found her g-spot, hitting the spongy spot repeatedly. Her moans grew louder and more frantic, the shame she felt earlier dwindling more and more with each thrust. 

“B-Baby, please, can I cum?” The blonde managed to ask between moans and whines “Please, please, can I cum?”

“I don’t know, do you deserve to cum? You were so mean to me. Your little snappy comments wounded me a lot” You mused in her ear, acting hurt while your fingers’s movement slowed down. 

“I’m sorry, I-I will behave from now on. I promise”

“Hmmmm, that sounds like a lie”

The blonde pouted when you called her out. She was fully aware that she wouldn’t stop acting like a brat. You’re fucking her too good for the blonde to let go of her brattiness.

“Pretty please, will do anything” She desperately tried to persuade you. Your pretty girlfriend grew desperate when you didn’t answer right away. At this moment, she didn’t think about her gang members in the next room hearing her cry and begging for you to let her cum “Please, please, please, I’ll be good, just let me cum” 

Humming, you kissed her flushed cheeks when you heard her begging. While you were pleased with her obedience, the sadistic side of you was looking forward to seeing how your disheveled girlfriend would come back to the gang meeting, red faced and sweaty, trying to explain why she was gone for so long from the meeting.

“Oh, anything? Sounds like a good deal to me” You purred into her ear, thrusting your fingers back into her weeping  pussy without a warning. 

“Oh, fuck!” The blonde let out a loud whine when she felt your fingertips grazing her g spot, the knot in her tummy growing tighter and tighter. A series of moans and whines left your girlfriend’s pink lips, her walls tightly gripping your fingers before she screamed out your name. 

Trembling and breathing heavily, the blonde woman came down from her orgasm and watched you lick off her release off your fingers after you carefully pulled them out of her spent pussy. With a mischievous grin, you watched her sober up, Realization hit her like a brick and soon after she calmed down, she was pouting at you.

“They probably heard…”

“I’d be surprised if they didn’t” You replied back to her and kissed her cheek before you both walked back to the meeting.

♡ Fem! Mikey loves being degradation and praised at the same time; loves being called your pretty little slut and your favorite fucktoy (although she’d pout about it later, “I should be your only fucktoy”)

♡ As you can see, she’s really into being called yours. Fem! Mikey loves knowing that she belongs to the person she loves most

♡ Funnily enough, the gang already knew about Fem! Mikey being the sub in the relationship. She might think she’s slick at hiding it, but she can’t fool anyone

♡ As hinted earlier, fem! Mikey loves eating you out. She loves your taste, she loves your voice when you moan out her name and she loves playing with her clit while she’s lapping at your pussy 

“Hng, so greedy” You moaned, enjoying your girlfriend’s tongue flicking your sensitive clit. To you, she was the most beautiful when she went down on her knees, face buried between your legs and lips and chin covered in your slick.

“Can’t help that you taste so delicious baby” The blonde groaned against your heated core before she thrusted her tongue inside your wet hole. She greedily lapped your juices, her nose bumping against your clit with each thrust. Your girlfriend could die a happy woman between your thighs, at least that’s what she told you numerous times when you tried to pry her head away from your pussy. “You’re gonna pass out if you don’t pull away” You breathed out, feeling breathless from all the orgasms she gave you”

“Don’t care” The blonde retorted, prying your shaky legs apart and freeing herself from your grip with ease before she dove back to where her face was - between your legs, where it belongs “If I die, give me a taste of paradise” She spoke incoherently, lightheaded from your taste.  

Your hand found its way back to her head, this time patting and caressing her. Knowing how strong your girlfriend is, you knew that she would overpower you without breaking a sweat if you tried to yank her away from your heated core. As another orgasm began to build up, all reasonable thoughts vanished from your head. You grinded against her face, chasing your release while you moaned out “Touch yourself for me, my little slut. I know you wanna cum with me”

She didn’t need to be told twice, her fingers moving past her soiled panties and rubbing against her overstimulated clit. Whimpers mixed with moans and slurping sounds as the two of you got closer to yet another earth shattering orgasm. And when you two have finally reached your high, cumming at the same time and screaming each other’s name in pure bliss, was when your girlfriend seemed to be finally satisfied. She still eagerly licked your pussy clean off your release before she finally pulled away from your puffy clit and swollen lips. 

You patted her head, to which the blonde let out a satisfied sigh.

“You did a good job baby. Made me feel so good” You managed to say in a trembling voice, feeling so weak from your girlfriend’s hunger for you.

“That makes me feel so happy” She hummed, standing up shakily, yawning as she sat down on the bed “I’d like some cuddles and a nap now though”

♡ Despite being whiney and loud and easily overstimulated, Fem! Mikey has insane stamina

♡ She will bounce on your big fat strap all day long if you’d let her 

Her lustful moans were music to your ears. What a sight, your pretty girlfriend throwing her head back in pure pleasure as she slammed her pussy down on your new strap.

 Being the loving partner that you are, you went out to a sex shop while your girlfriend was out with her gang. You weren’t looking for anything in particular, just walking around the shop until something would catch your eye, something that you and your girlfriend could enjoy together. And oh boy, did you find the perfect toy: Ten inches long and thick and perfectly curved at the base, you could already imagine your girlfriend going wild at the sight of the dildo. Without thinking too much, you paid for the sex toy and went straight home to take a picture of your newest addition to your toy collection. 

You took a good picture of the dildo after you put on the harness and attached it there and sent it to the blonde gang leader with a flirty text. That’s all that took for the blonde to cancel on her friends and rush back home to you.

Enjoying the way she struggled to take all ten inches, you watched her tits bounce as she desperately humped your strap “Look at you, blowing off your friends to ride a cock you can’t even take” You taunted, your hands reaching to grab on to her boobs. The blonde, tears forming on her bottom lashes both from pain and pleasure. 

“Can take it” Your girlfriend moaned out her protest, her movements not losing any momentum at your taunts. “Yeah, sure you can” Your spat out, voice dripping with sarcasm. “Why ride a bike if you can ride a big strap, right? Bet the others were able to tell why you rushed back home to me”

You played with her nipples, pinching and pulling at them. The blonde mewled from the overwhelming pleasure she felt. Droplets of tears ran down her flushed cheek as she was unable to hold them back. 

Moans and incoherent pleas left her lips as she picked up the pace, riding your new strap ferociously. You knew she was close, you knew by the way she rolled her hips with vigor, by the way her words became incoherent; the only words you were able to understand were “please” and “close”. Moments like these made you feel a tinge of frustration. You’d die to feel her walls clamp around you and to fill her up with your cum. 

Your lips latched onto one nipple, sucking on the sensitive bud with vigor while your free hand wandered lower. Drawing tight circles on her puffy clit, your girlfriend cried out in pure bliss as an orgasm washes over her. Trembling, she rode out her high as your fingers still pressed against her clit. 

You released your mouth from her sensitive bud and leaned in, kissing her tears away while the blonde is still seated prettily on your lap, walls convulsing around the dildo. 

“How do you feel, baby?” You asked carefully, making sure she’s not hurt. Still trembling, the blonde nodded. Voice hoarse from screaming, she shakily muttered “‘m good. Want more though”

FEM! BAJI THOUGHTS˙⋆✮

♡ Baji has been and always will be a dom, no matter the gender Baji has

♡ The way Fem! Baji fucks is completely dependent her mood, and she will make you take whatever she’s offering at thet time

♡ One day, she will be mean and fuck you as if she hates you, and in the next day she could make sweet love to you and worship you like a deity

♡ Not only is fem! Baji a dom, but she has mean dom tendencies too :,))

♡ Anyone who knows me knows that I am a dick piercing truther, meaning that in my silly little head, Baji got one too. Now, Fem! Baji not only has a clit piercing, she also has nipple piercings

♡ Adding on the previous headcanon: Fem! Baji only wears either sport bras or none at all. The outlines of her erect nipples and silver nipple piercings are always showing through when she’s wearing a thin shirt

♡ She has an insane sex drive and is absolutely shameless when it comes to fucking you. Will fuck everywhere at any given time

She’s so shameless, you thought as you sipped on your drink, feeling her gaze on you again. You’ve been throwing warning glares at your girlfriend from across the room, but that didn’t seem to stop her from eying your body top to bottom, a teasing smirk on her lips . You knew the ravenette’s insatiable hunger when it comes to you, but you didn’t expect her to give you bedroom eyes at a gang hangout. 

It wasn’t anything out of the ordinary: Your girlfriend would hang out with her gang after a long meeting to unwind, and this time the gang’s been feeling like going to the club. Of course, the ravenette couldn’t go without you; she always put emphasis on wanting you to get along with her friends. Thankfully, you were well liked among her delinquent friends, so no one ever batted an eye when you came along. 

Heat rose to your cheeks when the ravenette winked at you and nodded her head towards the bathroom stalls. She didn’t even give you time to respond back before she walked off to the dimly lit bathroom stalls, impatiently waiting for you to follow. 

There was no doubt that her looking at you so sensually sent a shiver down your spine, and if you were tipsy, you might have followed her without thinking twice. Chewing on your bottom lip, you were weighing every possible outcome. You knew your girlfriend didn’t just disappear to a secluded area to talk; you knew her and her antics too well at this point, and the lustful glint you saw earlier in her eyes when she drank in your form from afar told you everything you needed to know. Still, despite the fears of getting caught and perhaps even ridiculed, you couldn’t help but feel a rush of excitement wash over you. 

So you finished your drink and placed the empty glass on the counter behind you and excused yourself to the restroom, slowly making your way to your very sexually pent up girlfriend.

♡ Fem! Baji is super impatient and doesn’t like playing games with you. If she wants you, she wants you now and in an instant

♡ As previously mentioned, fem! Baji will take you everywhere, even in public spaces. This woman thinks with her pussy once she gets in the mood

♡ Another thing about Fem! Baji is that she is incredibly experimental. She sees something in porn and will try to recreate it

“What took you so long?” she purred in your ear, chest pressed against your back as soon as you closed the door behind yourself. A small squeak left your lips when the ravenette spun you around and bent you over the sink, making you face the mirror. You locked eyes with her through the mirror, clit throbbing at her half lidded eyes and wide smirk on her plump lips. It felt like you could read her mind when you looked her in the eyes, a surge of images of what she could do to you flooded your mind. 

And you would have let her do whatever she desired, the stickiness of your panties became too uncomfortable to you to deny your girlfriend from taking you right there, but you didn’t lose every rational thought in your head. You huffed, face and body feeling so incredibly hot when you quietly asked her “Are we, you know, alone?”

“Hmmm, I don’t know, are we?” Your girlfriend asked loudly, a smug grin on her face as she waited a moment. Silence, no movement, no flushing, no footsteps, nothing. The only audible noises you were able to make out was her uneven breathing close to you when the ravenette leaned closer and placed a hot kiss behind your ear. “Crickets, babe. No one’s here. Just you and me” She nibbled on your ear as her hand slowly descended to your panties. Gasping, you writhed beneath her.

“Baby, what if someone’s gonna walk in?” You tried to sound strict, but your voice faltered as your girlfriend drew lazy circles on your clothed cunt, mentally cursing at the article of clothing that separated you from your lover’s long fingers. 

“Gonna give ‘em a show of course. Let them see my sexy girl screaming and crying for me”  She cursed under her breath when you arched your ass and ground against her. Groaning, the ravenette rolled her hips against your butt, desperate to get some friction to her weeping pussy.

“You look so hot, baby. Wearing that short skirt like a little slut” She moaned into your ear, fingers pushing your cute panties to the side “Something tells me you wanted me to rile me up. Needy whore, already so fucking wet for me”

You whined when she stopped teasing your clit. Watching her reflection in the mirror, you were able to see that your girlfriend stepped back slightly and unbuckled her belt. Hungrily, you paid close attention to every single movement she made; her unbuckled belt fell to the floor before she unzipped her black leather pants and pulled them down. With one fellow swoop, both her leather pants and her red lace panties landed on the floor. A sudden urge to get on your knees came over you, both to thank God and the universe for sending you the siren of your girlfriend into your life, and to worship her perfect pussy. 

The bathroom stalls were dimly lit, yet when you were able to catch a glimpse of the silver jewelry on clit, reflecting the neon lights above the mirror. However, you weren’t given any more time to gaze at the pretty silver ball. Swiftly, your girlfriend pulled your short skirt to your ankles and repositioned herself where she was: Legs slightly apart, just enough for her clit to graze your naked ass, but not before giving your butt a playful slap.

“Wanted to try this for a while now” She murmured into your ear as she ground her puffy bud against your rear, kissing the shell while her fingers pushed your panties to the side again. You felt so shy when you felt her wet pussy humping you. You looked away when her fingers found your clit again, rolling and pinching it. “The mirror, baby. Look how fucking stunning my girl is” She reached her free hand over to your face and grabbed it, turning it forcefully towards the mirror. At the same time, the ravenette dipped a finger inside your aching cunt. Mewling, you came face to face with your reflection. Sweaty, runny makeup , and hair disheveled, you couldn’t see the oh so stunning girl the ravenette saw in you. 

“B-Baby, I look like a mess” You stuttered and moaned, feeling her finger pads hitting your g spot at a frantic speed. Her thumb was firmly pressed against your sensitive clit. “A hot mess” She whimpered, dragging her wet folds and throbbing clit over your butt, creating a delicious friction “My hot mess” 

And for a moment, you forgot that you two were in a public bathroom stall. Your moans and whimpers mixed with your girlfriend’s breathy groans and the sound of skin slapping; the lewd sounds bounced off the walls and droned out the music and chatter from outside. 

“You gonna cum for me?” Her fingers shot in and out of your weeping cunt, bringing you closer to your long awaited release. Instead of answering her, your moans became louder and more frantic. Your brain couldn’t come up with a coherent sentence with her fingers deep inside you and her thumb grazing against your overstimulated bud. Usually, your girlfriend would force an answer out of you, but she too seemed to be engrossed in chasing after her own orgasm. 

This was so new to you, the way the ravenette was pressing her body against your back, rolling her hips against your rear. It felt good to have her so close, you’d realize. 

“You look so sexy” She breathed out, the knot in her stomach tightening with every roll of her hips. Still, she held onto your jaw tightly, refusing to let you look away from the mirror in front of you “Look at you. Look at me” She commanded, forcing you to look straight ahead; and you obeyed. Not to look at yourself - you knew what you looked like after all - but rather, to gaze at your lover. She looked like an absolute mess with her reddened cheeks and messy hair, but to you, there was no one more beautiful than her. 

And just like that, your pleasure overtook your body. The knot bursted and you cried out her name as her fingers remained deep inside your pussy, helping you come down from your high. 

Your girlfriend came shortly after you. Groaning, she turned your face to the side - her fingers still having a tight grip on your jaw - and crashed her lips against yours in a needy kiss. Your girlfriend’s movements slowed down soon, yet she remained tightly pressed against your back, basking in your warmth. You reciprocated the kiss, having missed your lover's lips. 

This moment could have been so sweet, if only the post nut clarity didn’t set in. Suddenly, you became very aware of the fact that you and your girlfriend have been half naked in a public place, that you two have fucked where people could have in on you. Your stomach churned and you hastily pulled away from the kiss.

“Oh my god, we need to get dressed now” You tried to push her away from you, wanting to pull up your panties and skirt back on. The ravenette could only hum in response and leaned harder into you “But you look so hot right now”  

“Baby, we need to get out now. Out of all places you could have dragged me to, you decided on a public bathroom stall?” You rolled your eyes at her, gently pushing her away before you quickly tried to fix yourself. Scoffing, your girlfriend did as you did and pulled up her lace panties and black leather pants up.

“‘s not like you were thinking about it while I was fingering you” She mumbled under her breath. Shooting her a warning glare, your girlfriend could only smirk in response. She knew you were totally into it. In the end, your girlfriend ended up helping you fix yourself before you walked out back to your friends.

♡ Fem! Baji is very touchy feely with you. She’s the type to have her hands on you at all times, preferably your butt

♡ I think you can see a theme here: Fem! Baji is an ass girly. It doesn’t matter if yours is big or small, as long as it’s yours she's into it

♡ Listen, fem!Baji can be a mean dom from time to time, especially after a gang fight. The adrenaline rush of beating up people and winning goes straight to her clit, so to unwind, you let her ride your face

It all happened so quickly. One moment you were sitting on your couch, wrapped in your cozy blanket, waiting for your girlfriend to come back home from a gang fight; next thing you knew the ravenette slammed the front door shut before pouncing on top of you. The blanket got yanked off your body, revealing your tight pajama shorts and tank top. Calloused hands wander under your shirt as her lips attacked your exposed neck.

“Look so cute” Sharp teeth sink into your tender flesh. A gasp left your lips, mind sobering up upon feeling her hands disappearing under your shirt and playing with your nipples. Your girlfriend pulled and pinched them harshly while she littered your neck with more bites, marking you up as hers. “Too bad I’ll have to take this off you” 

Impatient, the ravenette couldn’t wait for you to take your tank top off yourself. Instead, driven by her carnal desires for you, she ripped your top, exposing your tits to the cool air. You didn’t have much time to complain about her ruining your favorite pajama set as her mouth quickly wandered lower, latching onto your sensitive nipples. Moaning at the feeling of her tongue and teeth grazing against your erect buds, you moved your hands, wanting to rake your fingers through her thick hair but strong hands grabbed your wrists, forcefully pinning them down on either side of your head. 

“Don’t get ahead of yourself, slut” Your girlfriend growled into your chest, sucking and biting at your soft mounds “No touching unless I tell you to. You gonna be an obedient little whore for me?” Although you knew she was asking you, her way she said it let you know that it was more of an order. You knew she wasn’t in the mood to play around with you, and gosh did her dominance turn you on. 

Your panties were soaked wet when you nodded your head “Gonna be obedient” you assured her, clit throbbing at the mean smirk that crept up on her lips. 

“Mhhh, good. Now” The ravenette got off you and took off her pants and panties before she climbed back on top of you, this time she straddled your face. A moan left your mouth when you came face to face with her pussy, wet and dripping in anticipation. 

Her hands found your wrists again and pinned them above your head “Stick your tongue out” The ravenette commanded, slowly lowering herself on your face when you obediently opened your mouth and stuck out your tongue for her. She didn't even have to tell you what to do when you greedily started licking her sweet juices off her, reveling in her taste. 

“Just like that” Your girlfriend moaned, hips grinding against your mouth, seeking more friction, more pleasure from you. You’re more than willing to give it to her, yearning to taste her release on your tongue. 

The ravenette rode your face with vigor, grinding herself over your entire face. You knew that you’d be messy after eating her out, but that didn’t bother you at that moment; all you really wanted was to suffocate between her legs. Her clit pressed against your nose and you were able to feel the small silver metal ball on her clit. The need to touch yourself was unbearable, but the ravenette had a strong grip on your wrists, making it impossible to sneak your hand between your legs. 

Your girlfriend didn’t even seem to feel your internal struggle, too busy fucking your face “Fucking slut” She moaned as her movements grew faster and more frantic “Look at you, letting me fuck your face like that. Dirty whore” 

A coil in her stomach finally snapped with one last roll over your face. Moaning loudly, the ravenette released over your face, the waves of pleasure finally taking over her body. You were licking her clean, eager to help her come down from her orgasm, savoring her taste. 

Coming down from her high, she got off your face with trembling legs. As she sat down on the couch, the ravenette leaned in and kissed you tenderly, tasting her juices on your lips. “You did so well for me baby” She mumbled between kisses “Gonna clean your pretty face off before we cuddle, ok?” 

♡Now, having mean dom tendencies doesn’t cancel out her softer side. Fem! Baji is very well able to make love to you

♡ Worships you like a goddess during, and after sex. She can get quite clingy and touchy after having slept with you

She can be such a romantic. 

Your girlfriend has been acting clingier than usual. You could feel it the way her kisses lingered much longer, the way her fingers gently caressed your cheeks, the way her hands never seemed to leave your body. This wasn’t anything new to you; after all, you knew your girlfriend can have soft moments. Nonetheless, her sudden change of demeanor never failed to make your heart squeeze and send heat all over your body. 

You and your girlfriend laid in bed already, cuddling when she suddenly started to place soft kisses over your skin. She hugged you from behind and held you protectively, as if fearing you’d disappear, kissing your shoulder and neck delicately “I love you so damn much” 

“Love you too” You muttered, trying to keep the moans from escaping your lips as her soft kisses transitioned into nibbles. being the touchy woman that she is, the ravenette’s hand left feathery touches on your hips, careful not to hurt you. 

Before you knew it, your girlfriend’s lips found yours in a yearning kiss. Slow and sensually, her lips molded over yours before her tongue gently swiped over them, asking for entrance. Soon, your and her pajamas landed on the floor scattered across the room and the passionate ravenette climbed on top of you. No thoughts, just the urge to make love to you drove her when she positioned herself between your legs, her weeping cunt over your equally wet pussy, her clit bumping yours. 

She set a slow pace when she grinded her core against yours, her tits lightly bouncing “You look so beautiful, baby” She moaned when she felt you grind back against her pussy, clits rolling against each other in a delicious friction “So pretty for me”

You mewled at the compliment, her loving words going straight to your pussy “Love you more” you managed to say as you ground yourself against her with more passion, wanting to get off, wanting to get her off. A small smirk appeared on her lips when she heard your bold declaration, her pace increasing as well to match yours.

“Yeah?” The ravenette moaned as her movements stopped. A whine escaped your lips. You didn’t expect her to stop just like that right before you could cum, but before you could ask her why she stopped, she quickly repositioned herself between your legs. This time, she positioned herself slightly sideways and held onto your thigh, your leg being pulled over her shoulder before she resumed to her previous pace. 

“Well, I love you the most” Your girlfriend insisted, groaning at the feeling of your puffy clit against her own clit. You loved the intimacy, the feelings she made you feel, you loved her.And when your orgasm finally washed over you, all you could only chant her name, her name rolling off your tongue so sweetly. 

Finally coming down from her high, the ravenette collapsed on top of you and gave you a sloppy yet tender kiss.

“You mean the world to me, you know that”? She softly grazed your cheek with her thumb, her lips not wanting to part with yours as she gave you more kisses “My girl, my world, my everything”

“Didn’t know you could get so poetic” You mumbled against her lips breathlessly “Did you read this line from one of Chifuyu’s manga?”

Chuckling, the ravenette bumped her nose against yours “Hmm, maybe. Maybe I read it somewhere, or maybe being with you brings out my softer” She kissed your lips “more romantic” She placed another small kiss on your lips “sappy side?”

There was no need to argue with her about that: You knew her love for you ran deep, and you hoped she knew that you loved her just as much. You pecked her lips one more time before you wrapped your arms around her.

“I love you” You muttered tiredly, feeling comfortable and warm when your girlfriend cuddled into you.

“Love you too” A yawn left her lips “Dream of me” She mumbled before she fell asleep on top of you. 

When do I not dream of you?

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I need to be heard out on something. Imagine a Squid Game AU Fanfiction.

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Imagine your favorite character as the frontman watching over the games. His eyes locked onto the screen as red light greenlight plays on. Players start to run in an attempt to escape, taking down other players with them. Mass panic begins to wash over the crowd, as everyone realizes just how real these games are. Their numbers ring out over the intercom one by one solidifying their death. It's all standard business, the same games, just different people every time. Until his eyes land on you.

Your face is intent. You look unphased by the death surrounding you, but the small beads of sweat starting to form on your forehead tell him that you're more afraid than you're letting on.

"Green Light"

That signal sends you off sprinting forward and weaving in and out of the crowd. Despite your fear, you don't hide behind other players, you confidently stand in front, running with all your strength. Then, quickly you swerve, placing your body in front of someone cowering in the dirt, and moving your hand over your mouth.

"Red Light"

The only thing standing between this person and the doll is you. They're shaking on the ground as you whisper something to them. You are calm and steady, even while talking. Whatever it is you say to them seems to work, because once the words 'Green Light' ring out again, they are locked behind you as the two of you continue to run forward together.

You are either the bravest player he's ever seen or the stupidest he thought to himself. Still, using yourself as a human shield in order to protect this person at least deserved some praise.

For as long as he's been watching the games he knows one thing for sure. With that self-sacrificial habit of yours, you would not make it far on your own. The other players will take your kindness, and exploit it as far as you would allow them to.

"Pull up player 225's file."

On command you file is pulled up on the screen.

Y/N.

The file stated that you are in a large amount of debt due to an ex-partner of yours opening a few bank accounts in your name, and racking up quite the gambling debt. And here you were still playing the hero even when your life was on the line. You really were something else.

"Sir, the first round is almost over," one of the workers spoke up.

He didn't respond, glancing back up at the game to get one last look at you just in time to see you cross the finish line. He gave a small smirk. Maybe while he's down there mingling, and pretending to be one of the players, he could introduce himself.

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I really wanna write this, but I'm not sure what character to use as the frontman in this story. If you guys have any ideas, or wanna see anything specific let me know. I can also do headcanons for individual characters as the frontman instead of writing a whole fic about it, if that's what would be preferred.

I'm also not sure which anime to go with. I could do MHA, or Tokyo Revengers, OR I could stick with an actual character from Squid Game and just add Squid Game to my writing list.

Let me know what you want to see!

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I love how they just pick Izana up and run away with him like that, it's so cute and funny. I like to think Mochi would be able to do it in the og serie too, how do you think that would go and what would be Izana's reaction to you??? I honestly think he would be pissed even if Mochi was playing around LMAOOO

It's such a good moment, love Izana's face while all this is happening but he's stuck and can't actually stop them, only yell at them.

This is what they should've done here. Kakucho says they've lost, Izana starts to lose it and then Kakucho just kinda makes eye contact with Mochi and they both nod. Mochi scoops Izana up then they run off with the rest of the S62 following them. Hanma and Kisaki just stand there in shock, too startled to follow on. (Someone probably has to drag Koko along because he's in shock too. The Haitani's grab his hands and pull him along to run with the rest of them but they just leave Kisaki and Hanma there).

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y’all… okay. so i’ve been receiving a few requests that involve other characters being the main yanderes and it got me thinking about the rule i made about only writing for the five main guys i usually write about bc im literally obsessed with them…

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i’ve been wondering if i should start writing other characters as the main yanderes for some of my stories as well. idkkkk i really love my five bro, like idk if i’ll actually enjoy writing for the others… but i might…cuz i lowkey fucks with them too 😩

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this is just to get a general idea of how many ppl would actually read it IF i decide to write it

lmk what you think…

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[newtthetranswriter]

Lost and Found Soulmates

(I would kill for my tiger boy)

Word count: 1234

Paring: Kazutora Hanemiya x gn! Reader

Summary: Soulmate connections are weird, hopefully finding things your soulmate lost can actually help you find them.

A/n: Hello everyone, this is my entry for @softxsuki ‘s Fanfic contest. I really loved the idea of the event and seeing that the word count was changed from 5k to 1k really helped push me to actually participate. I’m happy with how this idea turned out and even if I don't win, at least it was the motivation I needed to beat up my writer’s block a little bit. Anyway, I hope everyone enjoys and as always remember to hydrate or diedrate.

   “You don’t get it Takashi, you have such a normal connection with your soulmate. I have to try and piece together who they are based on random shit that appears in my house once a month.” I ranted to my lavender haired friend once again. “Like how are a pencil and hair tie supposed to lead me to my soulmate? Almost every person on earth has access to these things.” I said, laying my head on the table next to Takashi’s sewing machine.

   All I received in response was a chuckle and a shake of his head. “Your silence doesn’t help me Taka. You’re supposed to be giving advice.” I grumbled.

   “What do you want me to say Y/n? It’s not like I know who your soulmate is. All you can do is hope that the next thing they lose is an actual clue to who they are.” He answered, while still focusing on the jacket he was working on. “Or you could try to lose something that tells your soulmate how to find you.” Takashi suggested.

   “It won’t work. I’ve already tried that. Somehow the universe knows when I’m trying to lose stuff. Plus every time I lose my wallet it always shows up in an hour or so. Stuff that gets switched is gone for the whole month.” I explained, not missing the look of judgement that crossed my friends face. “Don’t judge me. If you had such an absurd connection you’d try anything to figure out who you’re meant to be with.” Standing up and stretching, I sighed. “Anyways I should get going. I have to get some stuff before the Toman meeting later.” Takashi just nodded, giving a quick see you later, before going back to looking at the stitches.

   Walking out of the studio, I couldn’t help but sigh dreading the idea of returning home to find the useless item my soulmate lost this month. Like I said before it’s always something that is no help at all in finding my soulmate. Sometimes I just wish my soulmate connection was something normal like their name on my wrist or hearing each other's thoughts. It would make things so much easier instead of this stupid game of lost and found.

   The walk back to my little apartment was quiet as if the world around me knew that I was dreading walking through my front door. When I finally did get inside I was surprised that sitting on my coffee table wasn’t the usual pencil or hair tie.

  No this month it was something different, something that left me at a loss for words. Sitting in the same spot where the lost objects always appear, was a single earring. But not just any earring, it was a short gold chain that ended in a simple golden bell. The same golden bell I had seen hanging alongside black and yellow hair since I was in middle school. The same golden bell that was one of two distinguishing features of one of my closest friends.

  I stood in my living room just staring at the piece of jewelry for what felt like hours, but was really only a few minutes. This had to be a coincidence right, my soulmate just happened to have a similar earring. There was no way my soulmate was actually Kazutora, the guy I had admired for years but settled with just being his friend because there was no chance we were soulmates.

  Before I could try and convince myself that he had just dropped the last time he came over, my phone started ringing. Lifting it up I didn’t bother checking the caller ID, I just brought it to my ear before speaking. “Hello-”

  I was cut off by a frantic Kazutora. “Did you leave your locket at my apartment last time you came over?” He asked, not bothering to say hello or ask how my day was going.

  Hearing mention of my locket, I thought back to this morning when I was getting ready and couldn’t find the small golden necklace that I always wore. I knew it was missing this morning but I also knew for a fact that I had it the night before and I hadn’t been to Kazutora’s place in over a week. There was no way I left my locket at his apartment.

  “Where are you?” He asked, taking my silence as an answer.

  Snapping out of my train of thought, I finally responded. “I’m at my apartment.” Before I could say anything else or asked if he had left his earring here, the call cut off. 

   Looking down at my phone startled and confused, I got ready to call him back. As I was about to hit the dial button, a loud knocking sounded from the front door. Setting down my phone and grabbing the earring from the table, I moved to open the front door. In front of me stood none other than Kazutora, he looked just as frantic as he had sounded on the phone. 

   “This might sound crazy but you’re my soulmate.” He said as soon as he registered that I had opened the door. His words were then followed by him raising his hand to show the golden heart shaped locket I had since I was child.

   Finally accepting that this was in fact happening right now, I raised my own hand. “This also might sound crazy, but you’re also my soulmate.” I said, revealing the bell in my hand.

   After sharing a laugh and inviting him in, we sat together on my couch. Just enjoying each other's company and joking about the random things we had found over the years.

   “Seriously, how do you lose so many hair ties?” I asked from my spot next to him.

   He just shrugged. “I don’t know, they’re small and disappear easily, I guess. How do you manage to lose so many socks, like do you have a dresser just full of different ones? Cause I swear I never once saw two of the same sock.” He shot back.

   “Don’t judge me and my mismatched socks. At least I know how to keep track of pencils.” I said sticking out my tongue.

   A comfortable silence soon enveloped the space, like we were both content to just be here close to each other. It made sense honestly, we had been friends since middle school and it wasn’t uncommon for us to just hang out in silence. But there was something different about this silence, like even if we didn’t notice it before  there was still something that finally just felt right.

  “I’m glad that you’re my soulmate.” Kazutora said, breaking the silence. “You’ve always been there for me and you make me feel so relaxed. It makes perfect sense that it’s you.”

   I just moved closer to him, cuddling into his side. “I can say the same about you.”

   With that we spent the evening enjoying each other’s existence and relishing in the fact we finally found our soulmates. It wouldn’t be until the next morning that we realized we had totally missed the Toman meeting after seeing dozens of calls and texts from our friends. We both just laughed it off anyways, after all it had been years since the ‘meetings’ were anything more than a hangout with all the founders. Plus once they heard the news they’d forgive us.

(dividers by @/cafekitsune)

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POV : thanks to mitsuya, draken finally gives you an insight to what he’s thinking live action actors used instead of the anime!

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[strawberryfairi]

I Know You Wanna F#ck Me — Shuji Hanma

Pairings: Shuji Hanma X Black Fem Reader (ANYONE CAN READ🧚🏾‍♀️)

Synopsis: He's like quicksand, the more you struggle and resist, the deeper and quickly you sink..

Content. MDNI: smut, p in v, fingering, public sex, sexual tension, denial, corruption kink vibes (idk I think I'm obsessed with corruption kink smut....do I have a corruption kink....?), good girl! reader, fuckboy! Shuji Hanma, Shuji honestly just being himself to be real

Word Count: 2.4k

The library was the crown jewel of the university campus. Rows of towering shelves housed thousands of books, their spines worn yet elegant. Stained-glass windows stretched high above, filtering sunlight that painted ethereal golden patches across the mahogany tables below. It was quiet, the type of silence filled with the soft rustle of pages and the occasional muted footsteps of students wandering between aisles.

She was in her usual spot, tucked into a secluded corner on the second floor near the east windows. A place drenched in sunlight by the late afternoon, it was where she always worked, head bowed over her assignments, headphones shielding her from the outside world.

Today was no different than any other. She sat there, her dark hair blown out and framing around her face, the sunlight catching the subtle shine of her university badge pinned to her white button-down blouse. Her plaid skirt smoothed neatly over her legs, her black winter tights pristine and professional. She was the picture of focus, her pen gliding across her notes as the soft hum of french impressionist composer Maurice Ravel rang from her headphones and filled her ears.

Shuji spotted her the moment he stepped into the library. She always sat in the same spot, and if she wasn’t there, he knew she’d be somewhere else predictable—probably another quiet corner. He’d been relentless in his pursuit of her over the past month, teasing her, finding her wherever she went, and reveling in the way she squirmed under his attention. She was stubborn, resistant, determined not to give in. But he didn’t mind. He loved the chase.

He didn’t even pretend to browse around. He walked straight to her, his boots making little noise against the polished wood floor, and slid into the seat beside her.

She didn’t notice him at first. Her headphones cocooned her in her world, and she was too engrossed in her notes to look up. Shuji leaned back in his chair, folding his arms as he studied her for a moment, his smirk growing. She looked beautiful—of course, she always did—but there was something particularly striking about the way the sunlight framed her now. Like a painting. Delicate, poised, and so utterly unaware of the chaos sitting right next to her.

He waited a moment longer, then reached out and tugged one side of her headphones off, just enough for her to hear him.

“Nice view,” He murmured, his voice low and teasing.

She startled, her hand flying to her headphones as she turned to glare at him. “Shuji! What are you doing here?”

He grinned, unapologetic. “Came to find you, obviously.”

She scowled, pushing her headphones off completely. “Well, I’m busy.”

“You’re always busy,” He replied smoothly, leaning forward to rest his arms on the table. “But even you need a break sometimes.”

“I’m good, thank you,” She said curtly, turning her attention back to her notebook as if he weren’t sitting there.

Shuji chuckled softly, unbothered by her cold shoulder. “Come on, princess. You’ve been staring at that thing for hours. You’re going to burn out.”

Her pen paused mid-sentence, and she cast him a sharp glance. “I’m not a princess.”

“Sure you are,” He said with a grin. “All prim and proper, sittin' here like you don’t have a care in the world. But I know better.”

She frowned, her fingers subtly tightening on her pen. “You don’t know anything about me.”

He raised an eyebrow, leaning closer. “Don’t I?”

She ignored him, her eyes fixed firmly on her notes. But he didn’t leave. Instead, he leaned closer, his voice dropping to a low murmur. “You’re going to make me work for your attention today, huh?”

“You’re wasting your time,” she said without looking up, though her grip on her pen had grown tenser.

“That’s what you said last time,” He replied, smirking. “And yet, here I am. Again.”

She exhaled sharply, setting her pen down with a little more force than necessary. “Do you ever take anything seriously?”

“Nah, not really,” He admitted, shrugging. “But you like that about me.”

Her head snapped toward him, her eyes wide with incredulity. “What about me could possibly make you think that?”

“You’re still talkin' to me,” He pointed out, his grin widening. “If you really wanted me to leave, you’d ignore me.”

She opened her mouth to argue but found herself at a loss for words. He wasn’t wrong, and she hated that. Her lips pressed into a thin line as she looked away, trying to regain her composure.

“Why don’t you come with me?”

Her brow furrowed, and she turned to face him again. “What?”

“Come with me,” he repeated, his tone steady but teasing. “Somewhere private. You need a break.”

“I don’t need—”

“You do,” he interrupted, his eyes locking on hers. “And you know it.”

The words hung in the air, heavy between them. Her pen hovered over her notes, and her fingers trembled faintly, betraying her despite how tightly she gripped it. She knew he was watching her, and worse, she knew he was right. A break would be good. But not with him—not here, not now, not when every look he gave her seemed to unravel her carefully maintained composure.

She lifted her head just enough to meet his eyes, though her resolve was already faltering. “Don’t you have something you should be working on? An assignment? A presentation? Maybe an exam to study for?”

Shuji grinned, leaning back slightly in his chair. “You’re deflecting.”

“I’m not deflecting,” She snapped, though her voice was softer than she intended. “It’s a genuine question. You don’t exactly strike me as the ‘studious’ type; you don't even bother to stay in dress code on campus. How’d you even get here, anyway?”

His smirk widened, and he tilted his head, watching her with the kind of patience that made her heart race. “Aww, you’re curious about me now?”

Her cheeks burned, but she rolled her eyes, trying to steady herself. “Oh please, I’m just surprised someone who barely takes anything seriously ever made it into a school like this.”

Shuji chuckled, the sound deep and warm, and it sent a shiver down her spine despite her best efforts to ignore it. “I take some things seriously,” He said, leaning forward, his elbows resting on the table. His eyes locked on hers, and she immediately regretted looking back. “Like you.”

Her breath hitched, and her fingers tightened around her pen. “That’s not what I meant,” She muttered, dropping her gaze to her notebook again, desperate for something—anything—to focus on other than him.

Shuji didn’t miss a beat. “But you’re right,” he said smoothly, his tone light but laced with a hint of teasing. “I could be doing a hundred other things right now. I probably should be doing a hundred other things. But I’d rather be here.”

She refused to look at him, refused to acknowledge the weight of his words. Instead, she flipped a page in her notebook, pretending to review her notes. “You have terrible priorities.”

“Maybe,” He said with a shrug. “But I don’t think so.”

“You don’t think so?” She repeated, finally glancing at him, her brow furrowing. “What makes you think that?”

“Because I’m here with you,” Shuji said simply, his voice dropping lower. He leaned in slightly, and the space between them seemed to vanish. “And if I have to choose between memorizing some boring textbook or getting a pretty doll like you to finally crack and come with me, I’m always gonna pick the second one.”

Her pulse quickened, and she tried to fight the heat rising to her face. “You’re a fool. Just ridiculous.” She shook her head.

“Ridiculously persistent,” He corrected, his smirk returning. “But you already knew that.”

She opened her mouth to respond, but nothing came out. His gaze was too steady, too intense, and she felt the pull of it like gravity. She looked away quickly, her fingers fidgeting with the edge of her notebook. “I’m not going anywhere with you,” She asserted quietly, though the conviction in her voice was weak.

“Not yet,” Shuji said, his voice soft and coaxing. He leaned a little closer, resting one hand lightly on the edge of her chair. “But you will.”

Her eyes snapped to his, her breath catching at the nearness of him. “Why are you always bothering me?” She asked, her voice trembling slightly. “Why can’t you leave me alone?”

He smiled, but there was something gentler in it now, something that made her heart ache in a way she didn’t want to admit. “Because you don’t want me to leave you alone,” He said. “Not really.”

She froze, unable to look away, her chest tightening at the truth she didn’t want to admit. He was too close, too confident, and she was starting to feel like she was losing control of the situation—of herself.

“Shuji,” She said, her voice barely a whisper. “I really have to finish this.”

“And you can,” he said easily, his tone soothing, persuasive. “After you take a break. It won't be long, promise.”

She recalled the last time Shuji had ensared her like this. That one stupid party she knew she had know business attending. It was a school night, but she had promised an acquaintance who was sweet and kind that she'd go with her.

Shuji was there, his countenance commanding and bold—electrifying. She was mesmerized by him, his eyes, the blunt and carefree way he spoke into her ear and touched her waist.

It was her first time kissing someone she'd never met, and she loved every second of it. Had she been another girl, or perhaps in another life, she'd have gone home with him—gone all the way with him. Ever since that night she'd find herself wondering, her thoughts drifting, her fantasies slowly finding their way towards him.

She couldn't even pleasure herself without him coming to mind.

It was new, scary even, how someone she barely knew had completely inserted themselves in the forefront of her mind. So she'd work even harder, busying herself and isolating herself in the hopes of forgetting about him.

But Shuji had other plans.

He'd make sure to run into her, everywhere. Following her around and coaxing her to join him in his wild lifestyle.

Her cheeks burned, but she didn’t hesitate this time. She placed her hand in his, letting him guide her out of the chair, out of her comfort zone, and into dangerous territory.

“Shhh, you better keep it down if you don't wanna get caught.” He said, yet the teasing undertone in his voice suggested he couldn't care less if anyone heard or saw them like this.

He had her pressed against the far wall of the testing area in the library, secluded in the far corner of the east end. Her plaid skirt bunched up around her waist, the first four buttons of her blouse undone, and her tights resting just underneath her knees. Their heavy breaths mingled with the lewd sounds of her soaked, creamy pussy taking the rough strokes of his huge dick.

He'd already made her cum once, the remnants of it a ring around the base of dick, mixing with her cream.

“Ahh,” She cried shakily, her eyes brimming with tears as she tries to lower her voice, “I c-can-caaan't.”

He was so deep inside her she could barely catch her breath, the tip of his dick pressing against her g-spot with each and every stroke.

She stood up on her tiptoes, her hands splayed out against the wall her face is pressed against, biting her lip in a feeble attempt not to scream his name out in public.

Shuji challenged her composure, wrapping his hand around her and pulling her up against his toned chest, his right tattooed hand taking her by her neck. His left hand kept her steady, gripping her hip as he continues pounding into her from behind.

“Ah-mmm!” She whines, pressing her lips together desperately.

“Careful.” He said against her ear.

“Sh-shuji...slower.” She begged.

“You think that'll help?” He tested, abruptly slowing his pace down, but doesn't bother to lessen the intensity of his thrusts. He fucked her hard, slow, and deep, making her eyes roll back.

“Oohhh!” She mewls, high pitched and whiny, the sound echoing through the vicinity. Her body tensed, instantly sobering her up to the reality of their situation. They're right there, in the library, the very open and exposed library.

Did someone hear her?

What if they get caught?

How could she do something so crazy like this?

Her internal questions didn't last long. Her mind went completely blank when Shuji's hand snaked around her form, reaching between her drenched legs—his fingers skillfully massaging circles around her clit.

“Wait! Wait, 's too much!” She moaned shakily, her soft voice cracking as she strains to stay quiet.

“Your little pussy feels so good, baby. Sooo fuckin' creamy.” He cooed sensually into her.

He could feel her walls tighten around him as he spoke, eliciting a low moan from his lips. He kept going, murmuring all kinds of vulgar nothings just to feel her pussy flutter.

“You wanna get caught don't you? Wanna show everybody how I fill this pretty pussy up?”

She felt so conflicted, so embarrassed by the way he turns her on such a questionable amount. She'd never once fantasized of public sex, the idea just too risky to arouse her. Yet here she was, right there in her usual place of focus and study, taking his dick as other students pass right by. Wether aware or unaware she wasn't sure, and she didn't care.

She'd become drunk on his dick, the way he bullies deep into her stomach, makes her cum so hard, coaxing her shaky moans and whines of pleasure.

And then she came again, her eyes glossed over, seeing stars as she releases all over him. She threw her head back against his chest, her mouth open wide as heavy pants escapes her lips. Her body was spent, taking enough of his dick to last the rest of the week.

Shuji, with both hands gripping her hips, pounds into her harder, forcing out another orgasm as he chases his own high.

She places both hands over her mouth, desperately trying to keep her moans down as his hips snap into her ass.

“Fuuck.” He cusses, shooting his load right inside of her, his cum mixing with hers.

Her body trembled with overstimulated ecstasy, the two of them huffing as they come down from their orgasm.

A satisfied smile dances across her lips, the two of them adjusting their clothes after he finally pulls out.

Neither of them had to say it, it was already obvious as their eyes met. He'd be back for her, and she'll be waiting for him at her usual spot.

Same time next week.

[2dyumi]

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cw: no major warnings // mentions of smoking and drinking, slight toilet humor, profanity

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