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[chishiyaisasnack]

Dare, part 4

Part 3 Part 5

It’s back! This has taken me forever to write but I’m finally done. It’s based on the ask that requested me to write a sub!Chishiya thing. I have posted another one that I wrote based on that ask, but I’m still not happy with that one. Here is the one that I am happy with.

I’ve both written and posted this on mobile so I apologize for any formatting errors.

Disclaimer! This is pure smut, nsfw as heck, so don’t read it if you aren’t of age or if you are uncomfortable with that topic. No other warnings, it’s pretty wholesome over all. It is also pure fiction. Jizz doesn’t just go poof when it’s inside someone, like it does in this series lol. Use condom and always ask for consent irl.

I hope you like it!

You had not had the best day. It was an awful, annoying and infuriating day actually. Meetings that led to nowhere, parties that were way too loud, even someone that had grabbed your ass when you walked by. And then the militants coming after you as you punched that guy straight in the face and threatened to cut off his dick and feed it to him. You didn’t know he was a militant, and if you had known you probably would’ve punched him again. All you knew was that he was an asshole. So was Niragi when he thought he finally had a chance to punish you and decided to drag you into a secluded area, but thankfully Aguni walked by and put a stop to all of it. You did manage to knee Niragi in the crotch though, so that felt pretty good.

You couldn’t shake that frustrating feeling that was bubbling inside you, even hours after you got back to your room. You had tried to meditate but the music and loud noise outside were too distracting. You tried reading but after reading the same page ten times you gave up on that too. You needed something to relax you, something fun to get your mind off everything that was annoying you at that moment. You needed someone to get your mind off everything. And you knew exactly who to find.

You found yourself wandering the Beach, looking for something, or rather someone, to take your frustration out on, but with no luck. It wasn’t until you were on your way back to your room, navigating through the long corridors of the hotel, that you spotted your target leaning against a wall with his hands in his pockets while looking very unamused about having to listen to Kuina talk about whatever it was she was telling him. Good.

You picked up the pace to get to him quicker, and when he finally noticed you he raised an eyebrow and prepared to say something to piss you off even more. You didn’t let him.

”I’m going to borrow him for a minute” you told Kuina know before she, or Chishiya, could say anything. Then you grabbed a hold on Chishiyas arm and pulled him with you.

”What are you doing?” he asked as you turned around a corner, him stumbling after you while trying to keep up with your pace.

”Fucking you.” Your answer was so blunt that you could practically hear the shock mixed with amusement on his face.

As soon as you had reached your room and unlocked the door you forced Chishiya inside before you, following him with quick steps before pushing him up against the closest wall.

”I’m having a shit day” you started explaining while you yanked down the zipper of his hoodie. ”And you’re going to make it better.”

”And how am I going to do that?” he answered with a smirk as you started to peel the hoodie off him. He didn’t help at all, just stood there watching you work on getting his arms out. Ugh, why did his hands have to be so big?

”I guess we’ll have to find out.” you mumbled. When the hoodie hit the floor you didn’t wait and shoved one hand down his shorts, putting it over the already growing bulge in his boxers. Chishiya raised an eyebrow as a response but he didn’t seem to hot and bothered yet, even with your hand palming his cock. Annoying. You wanted a different reaction from him. You wanted to see him desperate. So, naturally, your next move was sinking down until you were sitting on your knees, taking his shorts and boxers with you until they were joining the hoodie on the floor.

”In a hurry?” Chichiya asked, amused that you seemed to be throwing yourself at him. He reached down and pulled a strand of hair away from your face before letting you get back to whatever you were doing.

”Shut up.” You didn’t give him a chance to react before taking his length in one hand, stroking it with a firm grip, starting at the base and working your way up in quick motions. Chishiya wasn’t prepared for your starting pace and had a hard time keeping his face obnoxious while your hand worked around him, although his breath starting to come out just a little faster.

You didn’t stop until he was nice and hard. Then you leaned forward, opened your mouth, and slid his cock in as far as you could take him. Chishiyas breath hitched at the sensation, involuntarily bucking his hips towards your face to get more of the warmth of your mouth, but you were ready for it and backed off until he was out of your mouth again.

”Don’t move or I’ll stop.” Your voice were suprisingly stern, even to you. But you liked it, especially the way he responded by tensing his abs and clenching his fists.

Approving of his actions you gave the tip a kiss before taking him in your mouth again. You didn’t waste any time and started moving your head back and forth in long strokes, from the tip until he hit the back of your mouth, and then back again. Your tounge worked around him, and when you finally sucked on your way back his hips followed you, not wanting the feeling to end. Irrationally irritated that he couldn’t follow a simple request, you pulled off him, leaving his cock hard and wet as you looked up at his flushed face with annoyance covering your face.

”I told you not to move.” you scolded him, gripping the base of his cock hard, enough to make him a bit uncomfortable but not enough to hurt him. He was visibly confused at how you were acting, like he was trying to figure out if you had gone nuts or if you were trying something new.

”Put your hands on the wall behind you.” you ordered. An order, not something you thought you’d say but it felt good to say it. It felt even better when Chishiya slowly moved his hands back and placed them on the wall behind him, seemingly bothered by being bossed around but also intrigued by what you were doing. And probably choosing the option of you sucking his dick over being a nuisance, at least for now.

”If any of your hands come off the wall I’ll stop again and this time I won’t go easy on you.” you warned him. He was turned on by this, you could see it all over his face, but you doubted that he would give you an easy time.

”Anything else, boss?” Chishiya answered with a smug look, just as you expected. Brat. He couldn’t help himself, when given the opportunity to talk back he had to do it. You didn’t accept it. Not this time. This time you were pissed off and horny and that brat wasn’t going to have his way.

”You really want to make life difficult for yourself, don’t you?” you asked him while you started to stroke him again.

”Says the one sitting on her knees.” he shot back, voice cracking from the way you gripped him tighter.

”You have no idea what I’m going to do with you.” With saying that, you swallowed him down, sliding his cock over your tounge and sucking nice and deep as you bobbed your head up and down. Your hand stroked what you couldn’t fit in your mouth and it moved smoothly over him, his cock wet and messy under your touch. Chishiyas breath was getting faster by the second and it didn’t take long until he was getting close to the edge. Without thinking about it he reached down and ran his fingers through your hair. You pulled off him right away.

”You still can’t follow a simple rule, huh?” you muttered and wiped your mouth with your thumb. To his disappoinent you rose to your feet and grabbed his wrists, pushing them back onto the wall.

”I thought you were smart. I guess I have to make it easier for you to understand.”

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One good thing that came with having a bigger room than Chishiya was that it came with a desk, and a regular chair. That chair worked great for your next idea. It only took seconds for you to drag him with you, pull out the chair to the middle of the room and push him down on it. He was looking so confused as he watched you walk around him and grab the backpack he had left in your room after your first adventure with the dildo.

”What are you doing?” He asked, brows furrowed and cheeks still painted red from almost coming.

”Since you can’t listen I have to take matters into my own hands.” you explained while you found what you were looking for. A red satin rope was bundled up in your hand, soft but still too strong for someone to break out of. Chishiya must have gotten it to use it on you. Your idea was much better. ”Sit properly and move your hands around the back of the chair.”

”What?” He knew what you were going to do but he wasn’t going down without a fight.

”You can’t stop yourself from touching me, so I’m just helping you with that.” Moving over to the back of the chair and crouching down, you took one of his hands in yours. You started to loop the rope around one of his wrists, tight but not tight enough to hurt him.

”Y/n, is this really neccessary?” He wiggled his fingers in another attempt at a protest, but you didn’t care.

”Yes it is. Now, give me your other hand.”

He slowly moved his second hand back and you swiftly tied both of them together, ended it with a knot and gave it a tug.

”Does it hurt or feel uncomfortable?” you asked him while tracing a finger right above of where the rope sat on his wrists. It looked pretty.

”It’s fine.” he muttered, still not completely accepting his fate.

”Okay, good.” When you stood back up your couldn’t help but to stop for a second and look at the scene in front of you. Chishiya naked on a chair with his hands tied and completely under your control. Shoulders rising and falling, littered with small dots and birthmarks, his hair cascading over them, like a beutiful grey waterfall. You reached out and ran your fingers through it, and that made him look back at you with a face of someone who had given up on messing around and was ready to follow you, or at least pretend to. Eyes dark and pleading for you to touch him again, mouth slightly open and breaths falling out of it in a steady pace. How was he so stunning?

”I have some rules and I need you to listen to them.” You started making your way back around him until you were standing in front of him, looking him straight in the eyes.

”First, you can’t touch me.”

”And how would I be able to do that?” he huffed and moved his hands in a futile attempt to remind you about the rope. It only made you smile to yourself.

”Since you seem to think that I’m dumb I’m going to explain it to you. If the rope comes off your wrists, either if it unties itself or if you find a way to get out of it, everything will stop until you let me know that it came off and nicely ask me to tie your hands back together again. Also, your mouth stays off me unless I say otherwise.”

He answered by sighing. You raised an eyebrow before continuing, smiling condecendingly.

”Two, do as I ask and you will be rewarded. If you don’t then you’ll be punished. I won’t do anything that hurts because I’m not into that, but I still have plenty of ways to make you suffer.”

Chishiya was still trying to grasp what was happening, that you were in control here and that if he wanted to come he would have to do what you said. You could tell that he wasn’t too pleased by it, but he didn’t say anything and kept listening to you.

”Three, and the most important part - if you ever feel that you want to get your hands free, or if you want to stop, I need you to tell me the safeword. No matter what the reason behind it is. We will stop everything until you are comfortable again, or stop completely. Can you do that for me?” You looked softly at him as you explained, making sure that he was listening and fully understanding what you were saying. You needed him to know that you didn’t want to do anything to hurt him or anything to make him uncomfortable. You had chosen a safe word, ’umbrella’, in one of your earliest encounters and you had both talked about how important it was for the both of you to speak up if you wanted to stop. That trust made all of this so much better.

”Yes.” The look in his eyes, mixed by the calm way he answered, made you sure that he listened and understood.

”Thank you.” You turned your attention back to his midsection, his cock still red, hard and now neglected, waiting to be touched again. When you looked into his eyes they were sparkling back to life, especially when he saw you pulling your top off in one swift motion. You made sure to stretch, to make a scene out of it so that he wanted to touch you even more. The look on his face showed you that it was working.

Using only the tips of your fingers you stroked the skin from your hips, up over your waist, chest, and finally the skin between your breasts, who were only covered by the lacy bra you had on. Chishiya was entranced by how you moved, how your fingers hooked around one of the straps and pulled it down over your shoulder, just to be followed by the next strap.

”Don’t you wish that you listened to me before?” You spoke softly, the tension in the air covering most of your words.

”You could have been the one to do this. You could have taken my clothes off. Kissed me. Touched me.” You moved your hands down to your waist again.

”Your lips would feel so good on me, Chishiya.”

A look of disappointment flashed across his face, but quickly went back to the neutral look he always had on when he didn’t want to show you what he truly felt. It wasn’t that hard to figure out what he wanted, after all his eyes were glued to your hands, his tounge wetting his lips as you moved on to slowly, teasingly, pull down the short skirt that you were allowed to wear, leaving you in only your bra and panties now. It had been a struggle to get to wear actual clothes at the Beach but the executives gave up on trying to make you go in only a bikini and settled the debate by letting you wear whatever you wanted as long as you didn’t keep a gun under there. It wasn’t like you could hide a weapon under there anyway, it would show right through the clothes. Chishiya had been extra positive about you wearing what you wanted, only so he could be suprised with what was underneath. Pervert.

You bent down, placing your hands on Chishiyas knees and your face in front of his, almost close enough to kiss him, but far enough away to back off when he tried to catch your lips with his. A small push from your hands made him part his legs for you and you stepped right between them.

”You look good like this, you know.” You absentmindly praised him while you lowered yourself onto the floor, keeping eye contact, never loosing the tension you’ve built.

When you sat down on your knees you placed a kiss on one of his, and softly dragged your fingers over his other and up onto his thigh. He was shivering under your touch, his soft skin turning into goosebumps wherever your fingers went. You stopped just before you reached his cock, twitching in anticipation.

”It looks uncomfortable. Let me help you with that.”

Chishiyas face lit up, probably expecting you to touch him, but it died down again when he saw the smirk that was back on your face. Leaning in, you got so close that you could feel the warmth radiating of his length, watching the precum dripping down onto his stomach. Then you opened your mouth as if you were to take his cock into it, only to change direction in the last second and blow a stream of cold air onto it instead. Chishiyas whole body shuddered and a barely audible whine left his lips as he desperately tried to push his hips towards your face.

”Hmm… needy, aren’t we?” This time you ran a finger down his torso, from his chest down to below his belly button, right where the head of his cock were leaning. Lifting your eyes up to his, you leaned your head to your side, licking your lips.

”I haven’t even gotten to the fun part yet.”

You stood back up on your feet, gently scraping your nails on his legs as you did, only to let your hands land on the waistline of your underwear.

”Do you want me to take these off?” you asked him, dragging a finger along the seam, dipping it inside just to take it back out again.

”Fuck... yes.” It was probably a good thing that he was tied down because he looked like he wanted to eat you alive. The dark desire in his eyes were captivating, almost luring you in, almost making you forget what you were doing. Every fiber in your body wanted to set him free.

”Want to take them off me?” you whispered seductively, walking one step closer to him, pulling at the waistline to show him just a little more skin. A huff left his mouth and he tried pulling his arms forward, to no avail.

”Just let me out so I can touch you.” he tried demanding, but was shut down right away by you pulling your panties down your legs until they landed on the floor.

Pushing one leg between his you seperated his legs again and sat down on one of his thighs, your legs on either side of it, but careful not to touch him anywhere else. The bra was the next item to fall to the floor, and you made a show of it by throwing it over his shoulder first, just to watch it slide down and land behind him. Once again he tried leaning in, tried to put his mouth on your now bare chest, and once again you were just far enough away for him to fail. Despair was building on his face but he still wasn’t begging, or even asking, and you were damned to change that. So you kept going.

”I can’t believe how wet you got me already, Chishiya.” You started to grind on his thigh with slow rolls of your hips, making sure that he could feel everything, that he knew what he was missing out on. One of your hands cupped your breast, fondled it, played with your nipple, giving him a enticing show of your own pleasure. The other hand held on to his shoulder to keep you steady while you continued to use his leg.

”It could have been you, you know. Your cock instead of your thigh. Your mouth instead of my fingers.”

”I can do that. I can touch you.” He was so close to begging now, you could hear it on his voice. It was hoarse and clouded with need.

”Can you?” you asked sweetly, teasingly running your thumb along his collarbone. ”Can you make me feel good?”

”I can make you feel so good.” he stated with a low voice, dark and captivating. ”Fuck, I’ll make you cum until you can’t stand, eat you out until I can’t breathe. Let me show you.”

You were shocked by the way he talked, and almost lost character for a second, clearing your throat to cover it up. If talking dirty was what he was going to use against you, you would do it better. Leaning in, you placed your mouth right against his ear.

”Can you make your cum drip out of me after you fuck my brains out? Not stop until you filled me up? Can you give me every drop you have, Chishiya?”

The groan coming out of his mouth was out of this world. It sounded painful, low and rumbling, so fucking good that it made you whine in response. Fuck, his voice would kill you before you would be able to break him. Just a groan and it went straight to your core, fanning the flames that were alreade there, making you want to devour him.

You moved your head back and placed your forehead on his, mouth so close that you could taste his breath.

”Fuck, keep making that noise for me. You sound so good. So fucking good.” Well, if he hadn’t realized that you had a thing for his voice, he sure knew now. You kept your face against his as you rode his thigh harder, pushing your clit down onto it, helping your orgasm arrive faster. You were so turned on, so needy, and so ready for that coil in your belly to snap. The hand on your breast left to grab the hair on the back of his head, forcing him to stay close to you. Then, snapping you back to reality, you noticed that he was pushing his thigh against you, trying his best to help you come. Damn it, why couldn’t he just listen?

With a sigh you stopped grinding against him and rose to your feet, making sure to show how disappointed you were. You had to hold back a laugh when you saw the face he was making, so confused yet so irritated that you had just stopped.

”I told you not to touch me. Did you think I couldn’t feel your leg pressing into me? What am I going to do with you…” He needed a taste of his own medicin, that’s what you were going to do. You quickly disappear behind the chair again, out of his sight, and dove into the backpack again. This time you fished up a small vibrator, the shape of a lipstick case. It was small, but it had been very nice last night when you tried it out for yourself.

”What are you doing?” Chishiya had his head turned towards you but he couldn’t see that far back, only hear the toys shuffling around.

”You didn’t get a toy for yourself when you were out shopping.” you mentioned as you stood back up and made your way back to him, ignoring his question. ”That’s a shame. A fleshlight would be fun.”

He grunted, like your idea of him using a toy on himself was offending him.

For a second you considered going back to his lap but you changed your mind and placed yourself behind him, leaning your chin against his shoulder and wrapping your arms around him. The effect of your constant teasing was showing, beads of sweat covering his skin, chest moving rapidly, cock weeping precum.

”I tried this out last night” you continued, holding up the small vibrator in front of him, then placed it flat on his chest, before turning it on to the lowest setting out of three. The toy buzzed to life, which made Chishiya jump under you. He was so tense. Good.

”I came three times, and all I could think about was your mouth doing it to me instead.” He swallowed hard and you answered by kissing along his neck and simultaniously moving the vibrator further down his stomach. You could feel his body move under it, the vibrations feeling better for him the lower you got.

Right when the vibrator was about to touch the wet head of his cock you changed course and moved it along side it, down to his hip, trailing it over his inner thigh. Finally, you placed it on the bottom of his cock, right above the balls, and Chishiya let out a low groan.

”Fuck…”

Then you started to use the vibrator to slowly stroke his cock, from the base up to right below where the head started, and back down again, almost like you would do with your fingers. His hips rose out of the seat, overwhelmed by the sensation, but you didn’t stop. You kept stroking, slow and gentle, up and down.

”Y/n… shit, it’s too much” he managed to breathe out, but you could feel how he pressed harder against the vibrator as he got used to the feeling. His cock surely seemed to enjoy it, dripping like no tomorrow.

Besides, he didn’t say the safe word or tell you to stop.

”You’ve been wanting me to touch you all this time, and now you changed your mind?”

”Ugh… not like this.” His voice was cracking, quiet moans filling up the space between the words.

”Then how do you want me to touch you?” you whispered right into his ear.

”Do you want me to stroke you? Use my hand until you cum all over my chest?” You trailed your free fingers down over his collar bone, marking out the space you’d let him paint on you.

”Or do you want me to use my mouth again? I know how much you like that. Maybe I’ll make you cum in it too. I’ll show you every drop before I swallow it.”

Even though he had told you before that he didn’t want to cum in your mouth, that it was kinda gross to him, the groan coming out of his mouth told you that it had been a lie.

”I bet you want me to sink down over you, take your cock in as far as I can. I’m so wet that it would slide right in. Hmm, do you want that Chishiya?”

Then you turned up the vibrations to the next setting.

Chishiya choked on an inhale before hissing out your name.

”Y/n… yes, all of it. Anything.” His words were coming out in pants. He was breaking. Finally.

”Then you have to ask nicely.” You didn’t let up, kept stroking him with the vibrator, even let it linger under the head just a little every now and then, and were delighted by the groans and twitches he gave you for it.

”Y/n…” Chishiya was close, you could tell. His cock was so hard, so red, so ready to cum. So you turned up the vibrations to the highest setting.

Chishiya didn’t groan, didn’t protest. He whined.

”Please.” High pitched and needy, the whine tore through the air, thick from the tension and need between you, and straight down to your core. You wanted nothing more than to fuck him into oblivion. You were so close to your goal, so close. Just a little more.

”Please, what? Tell me what you want Chishiya.” Please, for the love of god just tell me.

”Please fuck me.” Then he snapped.

He came, so hard that his body tried to fold over itself, cum spraying up to his shoulders, almost landing on your face. His body was twitching violently, cock pulsing with every spray, breath so heavy it sounded exhausting. He was so fucking gorgeous.

”Good boy.” you whispered while turning off the vibrator and throwing it onto the bed next to you.

”Fuck, Chishiya, you are doing so good. You look so pretty.”

You kept praising him while he calmed down, whispered comforting words in his ear as you caressed his shoulders and ran your fingers through his hair. His head was bent backwards, eyes closed and cheeks painted red as he tried to catch his breath while finally coming down from his high.

Moving slowly, you walked around him and sat down on his lap again, not grinding this time. His eyes opened slightly to look at you but too tired to lift his face back up. Instead of doing anything about your own, by now throbbing center, you just leaned forward and placed light kisses all over him. His shoulders, his chest, his neck, everywhere you could reach. Fingers tangled in his hair, longing to pull on it while fucking him in this position. Then you smirked, making sure that he noticed it, then chuckled as realization hit him. You weren’t done yet.

”I haven’t come yet.” you whispered against his skin.

You worked fast, before he got soft. Taking his cock in your hand, you moved to hover over him, then sunk down inch by inch, the growl coming from him fueling you on even more. Finally having him inside you felt so good, and you showed it by clenching around him when he was fully inside you, his legs twitching from overstimulation.

”Think you can give me one more, Chishiya?” you asked, gently rolling your hips, listening to the way he hissed when you dragged his length inside you. Every slow grind from you gave you a new sound from him. His shoulders were trembling, chest heaving and eyes shut tight as he tried to get through the intense pleasure that your wet walls were giving him.

”I… ah, I’ll give you anything you want.”

Hearing him talk like that sent shivers down your spine. It didn’t matter if he was faking it to get what he want, or if he truly were that desperate, the words of the mewling man under you made your heart skip a beat.

”Does it feel good?” you asked him, watching him swallow hard. You wanted an answer so while still rolling your hips on him you grabbed a handful of his hair on the back of his head just to bring his face back up to look at you. His eyes were hazy, clouded with desire, mouth open and beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

”Yes.. oh fuck, yes” he groaned back at you, trying to buck his hips up to get further into you as you kept riding him painstakingly slow. As soon as you realized that he was moving again, you stopped your motions and leaned in, putting your mouth right next to his ear.

”Chishiya…” you whispered, his pants almost drowning out the sound.

”I told you not to move. Do you really want to push it again?”

”No, I’m sorry.” he whimpered, sounding even more broken than before. ”I’m sorry, please just…”

”Mhmm… you feel so nice inside me. If only you would listen to me, I’d be coming around you already.” You ground your hips down on him once, making him inhale sharply.

”I’m going to move again, and this time I won’t stop until I’m satisfied. I won’t stop even if you cum. I’ll keep you hard for as long as I need you.”

You started your slow ride once more, moving your hips up and then back down again, dragging him inside you just the way you wanted him. He was shaking under your hands, that were placed on his shoulders for leverage. The ropes were still holding him down through his continuous efforts to touch you.

With your forehead against his, you closed your eyes and let the feeling of him fill up all your senses. His breath against your mouth, shoulders under your fingertips, warm skin pressing into yours as you molded yourself after him. It was sweaty, wet and messy, and completely intoxicating. His moans filled your ears as they mixed with your own. They were so soft, so desperate, so not like him that if you didn’t know any better you couldn’t have believed that it was him under you.

”Y/n… I can’t… I’m close” Chishiya whimpered as you kept getting tighter around him. You were close too, he just needed to hold on a little longer.

”Yes you can, I know you can. Wait for me.” You moved a hand to his hair, grabbing it, keeping his face even closer to yours as you sped up your movements. And then you kissed him, hard.

For the second time tonight you heard a cry and felt Chishiyas body twitch against you as he came. His lips left yours in a hurry to breathe but you catched them just as fast, only leaving them so he could gasp for air every few seconds. You kept moving your hips, kept fucking him even though he was shaking from the stimulation.

”Just a little more” you whispered against his lips when you let him breathe the next time, screwing your eyes shut and concentrated on the feeling of his cock hitting the exact spot you needed it to. His moans were so pretty, so needy, and they went straight to your core, setting you on fire. That fire tore through you, building up in your fingertips, making it’s was down to your toes. All you needed was…

”Please come for me y/n”

Chishiyas strained cry was all it took. You came with his name falling out of your mouth, waves of pleasure rolling through you as you rode out your high. Chishiya was hissing in the background, his cock so sensitive that his whole body tried to move away from you, but he was still holding on. He let you ride out the last of it, let you use him until you were completely spent, and then he sank down in the chair from exhaustion. You put your head on his shoulder while you both calmed down. It wasn’t until you could feel him getting soft inside you that you moved, wincing as he slid out of you, not enjoying the empty feeling it left behind.

”Are you okay?” you whispered softly into the warm skin of where his neck and shoulder met.

”Mhmm.” was all you got as an answer, but since he didn’t say no you took it as a yes.

”Can you untie me now?”

”Yes, sorry.” With the strength you had left in you, you stood up and wobbled over to the back of his chair, just to sit back down and graze the red rope tied around him.

”How are your arms?” You started to untie the knot that was suprisingly still holding on strong. The rope revealed rosy marks on his wrists as it left more and more skin to be seen. It looked lovely, flushed against his pale skin.

”They’re fine.” He sounded tired, but honest.

”Good.” You placed a kiss on one of his wrist before letting him go.

”So you think that I’m pretty?” Chishiyas words made you cough, caught completely off guard.

”Huh..?” What was he talking about? When did you say that?

”You told me that I was pretty.”

You looked up and saw him smirk down at you as you were sitting on the floor, unwilling and too tired to stand back up again.

”That’s what you took away from all this?” You shook your head and sighed. You were never going to hear the end of it. That’s why you never told him that before. Why couldn’t you keep your horny mouth shut?

Chishiya moved his head back and leaned it backwards to rest, his hair falling over his shoulders.

”Now I know why you keep staring at me.”

[juniperskye]

Why are you in my head? Pt. 5

Sneak Peek: Eddie and you are soulmates. The legend of soulmates is that you start to hear one another’s thoughts around age 16 – not all the time, but when you’re feeling a strong emotion. It simply flows out of you and into the other, the legend also states that the closer you are, the more you can hear them. **The events of season 4 did NOT happen** I did also use some of the dialogue

Bold are Eddie’s thoughts; Italics are reader’s thoughts. (mind you, they are essentially hearing both sets of thoughts)

Eddie Munson x Fem Sunshine! Reader (Soulmate AU)

Fluff - Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4**

Word count: 1893

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Warnings: READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!! My blog is 18+, minors DNI, explicit language, mention of hospitals, mention and brief description of childbirth, mention of birth defects (CHD), mention of surgery/aftermath, no use of y/n, fem reader, let me know if I missed any!

That being said I do not own the characters portrayed in this story.

“Ughhh, why isn’t he answering?” You shouted into the living room.

Now is not the time for you to be this busy Eddie!!!

You thought about it a little while longer, debating calling Eddie again or calling someone else. That was when you decided to call Wayne.

“Hello?” Wayne answered gruffly.

“Hey Wayne, are you uh, are you busy right now?” You asked.

“Hey darlin’ is everything okay?” He questioned.

“Yeah, well not actually, Eddie isn’t answering his phone and I ugh…I need to go to the hospital.” You rambled.

“Okay, you hang tight, I will be there soon! Keep calling Eddie okay?”

With that, Wayne hung up the phone and made his way to the truck, ignoring most traffic laws in hopes to get to you as soon as he, legally, can.

Eddie Munson if you do not pick up your phone I SWEAR TO ALL THINGS HOLY!!!

Shit, shit, shit!!! Is it time? I’m on my way!!!

The last seven years had been a whirlwind. Eddie had proposed to you six months after you heard him tell Wayne he was going to, that was 1986.

It was now 1993, and things were completely different than when you met Eddie. Since then, your parents had retired and started going on cruises, which is where they happened to be now. Wayne still worked at the factory but had cut back on his hours to help you and Eddie out.

Eddie got a job at a local body shop, he had stopped dealing drugs because it wasn’t safe anymore, given the expansion of your family. You had gone to school and were now working as a nurse, taking after your mom.

Your parents had surprised you and Eddie after you got married by buying you a house, they had sold theirs and bought a trailer, close to Wayne’s seeing as they were travelling so much. The house they bought you was modest, a one story, three-bedroom, two bathroom. It had a nice grassy yard that allowed you to host your friends should you choose. It also had a basement which was perfect for Eddie to transform into the ultimate DND room.

You had been pregnant at the wedding, not that either of you had been aware of that fact. You had found out about a month later and in the fall of 1987 your first child was born.

Eddie and you had two beautiful children, a son, Ronnie 6, and a daughter, Vivian 3. Both are named after members of Dio. You were hesitant at first, but after Eddie really got you into metal music (especially Dio) you caved.

Which leads you to now, spring 1993, you were currently in labor with your twins. Naturally Eddie wasn’t answering his phone, he hadn’t even wanted to get a mobile phone, but you had convinced him when you found out the potential risks of a multiples pregnancy. With your parents on a ship somewhere in the Mexican Riviera, you had no other choice but to call Wayne.

A knock on the door shook you out of your thoughts. You waddled your way over to the door, just as Wayne let himself in.

“Thank you for coming Wayne!” You huffed.

Eddie you had better be at the hospital for this birth!

“Of course, kiddo. Where are the rugrats?” Wayne asked.

“They’re with Steve and Nancy today.” You explained as you gathered your things.

I’m on my way! Please be okay!

“You got everything you need?” Wayne asked.

“Uh yeah…” looking around one last time, “I think that’s everything.” You nodded.

Wayne reached for your bag and led you out to his truck. He opened your door for you and helped you up into the truck, refusing to leave your side until you were settled and buckled in. He finally made his way around to the driver’s side and started your journey to the hospital.

“Any word from the boy yet?” Wayne questioned.

“Not via phone if that’s what you’re asking” you took a sharp breath in “I can hear him internally panicking though.” You huffed out a laugh, trying to control your breathing.

As Wayne wheeled you into the hospital, a horde of your coworkers made their way to you. They were congratulating you, helping you get checked in, ensuring you were okay and honestly it was becoming a bit overwhelming. All you wanted was for Eddie to be by your side and for these babies to exit your womb.

Where are you?

I’m here, I’m here. Please don’t have the babies without me!

An OB nurse and Wayne walked with you to your room, Wayne began setting your things up around the room while the nurse got your vitals and those of the babies. While she did this, you could hear shoes scuffing along the linoleum floors.

“I’m here!” Eddie hollered, out of breath.

“Glad you could make it.” You bit. “Sorry, it’s the contractions talking.”

“It’s okay baby!” Eddie leaned over and kissed your forehead.

He walked over to assist Wayne in setting up the rest of your things. The two of you had made a list and were sure to pack all the things you wished you had during the last two births.

“I um, I got everything I need here. I’m just going to go get your doctor and I will be right back.” The nurse expressed wearily before making her exit.

She clearly didn’t read the chart and is concerned about Toni’s CHD.

Eddie let out a slight chuckle which caused Wayne to shoot him a questioning glance. Wayne let Eddie know he was going to go get a coffee and that he’d be in the waiting room. He also informed you guys that he would call your parents and your friends to inform them you were in labor.

“Hey you two! You ready to have these babies?” Your doctor asked as she entered your room.

“Hey Dr. Evans, and yes I am so ready for these two to be out of me!” You sighed.

“Well good, because by the looks of it, you shouldn’t have to wait too much longer.” Dr. Evans explained. “Also, I am sorry about the nurse earlier, she’s new, she doesn’t know you work here, or that you guys are more than aware of Toni’s congenital heart disease.”

“It’s okay!” You released a shaky breath as another contraction rolled through you.

“Can you explain it all to me again? I know we’ve gone over it, I just, I want to hear it again.” Eddie pleaded.

“Of course, so Toni has a tiny hole in her heart wall, so once she is out, our pediatric surgeon will take her to the operating room and repair it! Once it is all fixed up, she will be in the NICU for a little while, just while she heals and then she will be all set to go home and grow up! She will have to have regular checkups, but she’ll lead a relatively normal life.” Dr. Evans explained.

A hole in her heart, Jesus. She’s not even born and already her life is hard.

“Eds, honey she’s going to be okay. This is sadly more common than you’d think.”

Eddie placed his hand on your shoulder, appreciating your support. You looked up at him as another contraction ripped through you. You took a few more deep breaths, glancing over to Dr. Evans. She checked you once more and informed you that it was time.

Everything happened seemingly all at once. First out was Ozzy, he was taken over to be cleaned up and measured, next was Toni who was almost immediately taken to her surgery. Dr. Evans stitched you up (birthing twins was no joke…neither was the tearing that occurred) and congratulated you both. She also let you know that someone would be by to keep you updated on Toni’s status.

Eddie was sitting in the recliner holding Ozzy while you rested. Steve and Nancy were on their way with your kids, excited to meet the new additions to your family. Robin and Dustin called to let you know they’d be by soon and they were bringing you some real food.

A nurse stopped in to let you know that Toni was still in surgery, but it was going well, when you heard tiny feet slapping against the floor, growing in volume.

“Mommy!” Ronnie yelled, running to your bedside.

“Hey bug.” You reached your hand down to brush his curls back out of his face.

“Sorry! He’s so fast!” Steve apologized.

Steve lifted Ronnie and placed him at the foot of your bed, all the while Nancy was walking in with Vivian, who was fast asleep in her arms. She smiled at you and wished you congratulations and when her gaze landed on Eddie, she couldn’t help but coo at the sleeping baby resting on his chest.

Robin and Dustin entered moments later with a pizza, some soda, and a few gift bags in hand.

“Hey! Any word on Toni yet?” Robin asked as she wrapped you in a hug then made her way to poke at Ronnie, who burst into a fit of giggles.

“Uh not yet, the nurse just let us know that her surgery was going well.” Eddie explained.

The night seemed to drag, the food and good company was a nice distraction from the fact that your daughter’s tiny heart was being worked on. You were thankful for your friends, especially that they’d all been so willing to hang around until you heard more.

“Hey there” Dr, Evans popped her head in your room “I just wanted to let you know that Toni is out of surgery, she did great and is on her way to the NICU now! I can take you both over there if you’d like to see her?”

You glanced at your friends who all nodded in unison, their way of silently telling you to go and that they could watch Ronnie and Vivian. You smiled at them and allowed Eddie to help you into a wheelchair. Dustin gently handed Ozzy back to you and then Dr. Evans escorted you to the NICU.

“So don’t be alarmed, she’s hooked up to a few machines, but it is just to monitor her heart function and her vitals.” Dr. Evans stated, more so for Eddie than you.

Eddie pushed your chair over to the incubator that currently housed your daughter. You looked in at her, she was so tiny, there was a small bandage placed on her chest. Looking over at Dr. Evans, she nodded signaling it was okay for you to open the side panel and hold your baby.

You reached your left hand in while cradling Ozzy in your right. Eddie made his way around to the other side and reached in to hold Toni’s other hand.

She’s so beautiful, they both are.

You’re so beautiful. Thank you for making me a dad, again.

A tear slipped down your cheek. You were so incredibly happy to have Eddie by your side and four beautiful children. You couldn’t wait to be by their sides as they found love the same way you had with Eddie.

This life was such a gift, and you were so grateful for all of it.

Thank you for bringing light into my life. Thank you for loving me.

Fin

Tag List: @sashaphantomhive @silky-luxe

[beef-fajitas]

i just finished watching the ninjago pilot (which somehow, id never watched before??) and as i was watching it, i put down my fav parts and my reactions :3

its a pretty long post if youre on mobile so ill put everything under the cut

"its called four weapons, not for browsing. either buy something, or go peddle your insults somewhere else" KAI.

ONE OF THE SKELETON HEADS POPPING OFF ITS BODY AND THEN BITING KAIS ANKLES IM DYING

random small detail i noticed, the shop has a landline? i wonder if it still works and if so, who they would even call-

"ouaugh. so failed." master wu is kais biggest hater rn and im loving it

HELP KAI USING HIS TOOTHBRUSH TO FIGHT OF THE REST OF THE NINJA IS SO FUNNY

ummm the way cole interrupts jay trashing kai when they all finally talk? and kai sassing him back??

"wait a minute. im still black" cole 😭

wu: jay is blue, master of lightning jay: heh, thats not all im the master of. i do a little inventing, i dabble in model building, touch of cooking, a little poetry. cole: more like mouth of lightning

kai letting out like a little laugh when wu announces cole?? and then "nice to meet ya, kid. i got your back. and for the record, there aint nothing in this world im afraid of." jhisdiaugivdsahiojoi they make me soooo ibogyuvfwBIQORYBEGFHIUirgyhiiobpyfuhogiuybpty 😔👉🏳️‍🌈

jay: gasp we're saving a girl? 😳 is she hot? 😏 cole: jayy 😒 jay: i- i just wanna know w-what we're getting ourselves into… 😟 does she like blue? 🤨 kai: back. off. 😡 wu: 🧍‍♂️

cole being the front of the horse carriage theyre all pulling??? symbolic who 🤭

"do not use the weapon. for its power-" "yeah yeah yeah, its too much for us mortals. alright guys, lets chop sockey this lemonade stand"

the random skeleton. grunting? groaning? ambience 😭

"ohahahahaoh! i found something!" "ughh thats another rock, you bonehead!" "but its shaped like a donut! i wonder if it tastes like one…" random skeletons u will always b so funny to me ⭐️

OMG AT THE TIMESTAMP 17:28 JAY WHISPERS TO KAI BUT IDK IF THE SOUND QUALITY IS JUST SHIT OR WHATEVER, BUT IT DOES NOT SOUND LIKE JAYS REGULAR VA. IT LWKY SOUNDS DEMONIC

"hey before you race off again, you need to remember. we're a team." "yeah, whatever" kai honey, cole is trying his best. pls reciprocate just a little bit. :(

coles little whimper when he comes face to face samukai 😭😭

jay making sound effects as hes fighting all the skeletons <333

omg jay is the first to figure out spinjitzu aaaaa!! i always wondered abt that ngl

oh. oh thats interesting. we get a look inside jays tornado. whats interesting is that hes moving at his normal speed (maybe a tiny bit slower? not rlly noticeable tho) but all the skeletons around him are basically turtle slow/not really moving at all. but hes also holding a conversation at normal speed with the ninja outside of his tornado? and theyre not even doing spinjitzu? ugh sjhjqhyturw;qkjkhtvgiulqbor i NEED to know how that works right NEEEOOOWWWW

"i sense you do not stand a chance 😏🤨" zane that was so smooth??? and for what??? 😍

cole flexing and saying "ha, guess they dont want another serving of these babies" while the camera pans to jay and kai just. absolutely hating on him. plasma being hater bfs is SO canon 😘

"no, kai, sensei told us not to!" "then you better keep your mouth shut." kai that was so rude wtf 😟 for once its not actually jays fault my dude

kai and cole high fiving after getting out of there :3

"i told you not to use the scythe!" "he did it-" "i warned him not to, sensei-" jay and cole both stepping away from kai and pointing at him 😭

____________

IN CONCLUSION: kai is a dickhead, jay is a fuckboy, zane has weirdo rizz, and cole is perfect <3 (/hj cole is actually the mom friend)

[gigai-translations]

Mahoutsukai no Hako ft. Mahoyo Characters ENG Translation

Illustrated by CHANxCO, this is a gag script from the Mahoutsukai no Hako TYPE-MOON official mobile site. I liked this segment particularly because it features Mahoyo characters and I love Mahoyo.

Images and transcript under the cut.

PAGE 1

Aoko: Hmm, this cafe ain't bad, huh? 

Alice: Right. When you said you'd be entering, I was concerned about what we'd get ourselves into.  

Aoko: With a place like this, wouldn't you look forward to the tea here? 

Alice: Hm, how so? It's not like you can assess the quality of tea based on the interior of the place. 

Aoko: You just don't trust my intuition. Anyways, excuse me, waitress! 

Chikage: uuu… Decided on an order? What's it gonna be? 

Alice: That doesn't sound hospitable.

Aoko: Ugh–

Chikage: Huh? I didn't say anything rude. 

Keitai: No matter how you look at it, you were being rude!!! At this point, the foliage would be more reliable for taking orders! 

Aoko: Eh??

Chikage: Waa—!? Don't just come out willy-nilly!! 

Alice: …….

PAGE 2

*Alice steps on Keitai* 

Keitai: bururbuur *makes pain noises* 

Aoko: Hey, hey!! Alice, what are you doing?! 

Alice: Nothing, just felt a strong sense of *familiarity* with this one. 

Hibiki: Chika-chan! Chika-chan! It sounds kinda loud here, did something happen? I wanna join in! 

Chikage: Don't worry about it. Just the usual business. 

Hibiki: Oh, Keitai's being stepped on. 

Aoko: Is this y'all's toy? Here, sorry about the violent assault we've inflicted on it. 

Hibiki: Ahahaha! Thanks! 

Keitai: Oi!! Why would you call me a toy?! You see a smartphone, call it a smartphone–burhusnunw 

Chikage: All your chatter is pointless. Just shut up. 

Alice: It sounded like that small, blue object spoke. 

Hibiki: There's nothing odd about it! After all, it's just a regular smartphone! See see, it can take photos! 

Keitai: *Ching!!*

Aoko: A smart….phone? 

Hibiki: Yup yup! A smartphone!! 

Aoko: No way, this is different from anything I know. Also, photos?! Where does the film go?!? On top of that, why would you need to use a phone to take photos?!

Alice: To begin with, isn't the notion of a portable phone pure nonsense? 

Chikage: wha- what's with those reactions? Did you two just come out of the mountains today? 

Aoko: Guh—!

Aoko: Alice, I can't believe it. Was I just stooped to Soujurou's level right now?

Alice: Stay strong, Aoko. I, too, just felt the same way. 

Hibiki: Huh? They seem to be really shocked. 

Keitai: uhyo!! Uhyohyohyo!! Miss Blue is from an era virtually similar to prehistoric times, ei? Are you realizing now how great it must be to witness the signs of the 21st century's height of technology?!

Aoko: I don't get it but are you trying to pick a fight?! You're picking a fight with me aren't you?! I got nothing on you now but cuz of that, I'm gonna go to the 30th century and swipe the latest K-TAI!! 

Chikage: Don't you start a fight!! And you! Stop getting so heated about it!! 

Soujurou: That's right. Fighting isn't good, Aozaki.

Aoko: …wha–

Hibiki: Oh, Soujurou-san! 

PAGE 3 

Chikage: Eh? You guys know each other? 

Alice: Shizuku-kun, what are you doing here? 

Soujurou: You ask but it's what it looks like, this is my part-time job. 

Aoko: You've increased your number of jobs again. Why you–! 

Soujurou: I was told my way of brewing black tea was poor and that really struck me. And so, I was allowed to work here to study more about tea brewing. 

Alice: This tea… it's Darjeeling. Is this Shizuki's brew? 

Soujurou: Drinking this is meant to relax you. You're coming into a cafe with a nice atmosphere so it's fruitless to be on edge all the time. 

**

Keitai: Ah, this young monk! What will he come up with afte—burbdjbd

Chikage: That's enough. You should shut up. 

**

Aoko: Well, if you say so, then I'll leave it at that. Alice seems to like it. How is it? 

Alice: I'm not partial to it but I don't feel anything terrible from the tea either. 

Aoko: Hehe, sounds great! In that case, I'll dig in! 

Alice: …

Aoko: Soujurou…

Soujurou: Yes, what is it? I'd like to hear any impressions you have. 

*Aoko slaps Soujurou* 

Aoko: It's like you haven't improved at all!! 

Soujurou: Guaaa!! 

Aoko: It's tepid!! It's bitter!! On top of that, it  fucking smells!! Drop that shit-eating self-satisfied smile off your face!! 

Alice: So, what does he do in this cafe? 

Hibiki: He washes the dishes! 

Soujurou: Yeah! That's the errand boy from the front gate! 

Aoko: Apologize!! Apologize to the kid! Until you can be a top-notch tea-server, you're training your ass off here 'til the very end!! I'll even rent out the cafe's kitchen!! 

Hibiki: eeehhh… we might have a bit of trouble with that… 

Alice: May I order the high class wagyu beef stew? He'll pay for it. 

Hibiki: You're just gonna heartlessly take advantage of him while he's getting beaten??

Keitai: Haa, I just knew when those people came, it was gonna be nothing but chaos, ei!

Chikage: This is mainly your fault!! 

----END----

If you'd like to view the transcript along with my TL notes, you can do so here:

[zexalisliving]

@darlingasta-not and @pileofrocksjh, chapter 4 of Bonds Beyond Time Again is out, after much delay. and also some news under the cut as well.

I'm officially on ao3 if you want to check my works on there. Every finished work I currently have I uploaded there. As well as this story and it's new chapter!

So without further ado, I present Chapter 4

"Oh, no!" Yuma cried, hopping out of his hammock in a rush.

"What is the matter, Yuma?" Astral questioned as Yuma got his jacket on.

"I'm gonna' be late for the annual Zexal-fest!" Yuma replied as he darted towards the door.

Astral chuckled as he followed the boy down the stairs. "Ah, yes. The Zexal-fest. It is one of my favorite times of the year,"

Yuma picked up a fresh rice ball off the table and hurried out the door. "Yeah, one of mine too."

Halfway to school, Yuma was greeted by Bronk. "Hey, Yuma! On your way to Zexal-fest?" 

"Yup! Me and Astral are really piped up for it! Shark, Ray, and even Kite will be there!" Yuma said.

As usual, he raced Bronk all the way to Heartland Academy.

After his classes, which were shorter than usual because of the day's festivities, Yuma started towards the entrance of Heartland Academy. 

"Yuma? I have noticed that you didn't bring an issue of... um... 'Astral Is What?' with you today." Astral pointed out. 

"Yeah, I know. What about it?"

"You don't typically leave your house without what you call a 'good read'. Are you feeling well?" 

"Yup. I have my reasons, Astral. You'll see."

Yuma arrived at the courtyard, where the Zexal-fest was being held, shortly after his short conversation with Astral.

There was a poster hung up on the first stand there, which had a link to see what the festival was about, since D-pads were also mobile devices of sorts.

In short, since the power of Zexal saved the world on a number of occasions, the head of Heartland Academy, together with Dr. Faker, created the Zexal-fest in honor of it and those who used it.

Yuma took a long look at all the stands and lights and people having a good time. "I... I just love the Zexal-fest, Astral!" he said, his eyes glistening with happiness.

He made his way to the center of the well-lit area to the stand labeled 'Latest and  Trendiest Stories of Keys!', which wasn't named very accurately, when Tori ran up to him and Astral.

"Hey Yuma! Can you and me... uh... well... go on a --"

"Nope!" Yuma interrupted her as he browsed the latest graphic novels labeled 'L, MP and KS', which were some of his favorite genres.

"B-but w-why?" Tori asked in tears.

Yuma turned around, holding a new find called 'Steamy Nights of Heartland'. "Because," he began, looking straight into Tori's orange eyes.  

"I've already got a date with Anna tonight."

Tori just stood there for a second before she managed to process the information. But when she did, she placed her wrist to her forehead and fell back dramatically with an "Ugh!" 

Astral watched as the girl thrashed her head left and right repeatedly, crying loudly. 

"Observation No. 34," he began. "Some human females will lose their balance and fall backwards if they are rejected by the human male they have interest in."

“C’mon, Tor-Tor. You’re fine. Anna can tell you all about it when we get back from– guess what— Cafe La Geen!” Yuma said. 

Tori, who had just steadied herself back on her feet, fell back again, this time wailing.

Yuma walked around her and Astral stared at her as they both left for another book stand.

“Yuma, there is something I don’t quite understand,” Astral told him. 

“What is it?” Yuma asked as they came to a stop in front of a different stand called ‘Doujinzo’, which sold discounted Doujinshi.

“I have asked you before, but your answers left more questions than they answered.” Astral took a deep breath. “How come you like these… well… whatever you like to call them? They are really quite odd,”

Yuma picked up a book called ‘How To Play the Pocky Game?!’. “Hmm, looks good enough… oh–! Uh, what did you say?”

Astral shook his head and closed his eyes. “Just… nevermind, Yuma. It is nothing.” 

Yuma put the book with the others in his messenger bag that he brought along with him. Then he placed a hand on his growling stomach.

“Astral, do you know where I can get some food? I’m starving!” 

Astral sighed. “We passed several food vendors while you were browsing for your interesting choice of entertainment. And anyways, didn’t your grandmother pack you some Duel Fuel?” 

“No. She had to go out to get groceries, so she left it to me, and I… uh… sorta forgot.” Yuma scratched the back of his head.

Yuma picked up a snack at a nearby food stand and continued the conversion he had started with Astral. 

“Oh, yeah. That hit the spot. So like I was saying, do you know my secret for finding good books?” 

Astral sighed. “What?” 

“You sneak it to the back of the store and read it, and if you like it, you can buy it, cuz you already know how the story goes! That way, you don’t spend your money on trash!” Yuma gave the spirit a thumbs up as he winked.

“That is against the store rules, Yuma.” Astral pointed out. 

“Rules, schmooles. You know the ancient saying: It’s not against the rules if you don’t get caught!” 

Astral blinked a couple of times. “I don’t believe that is correct.” 

“Well you're not the one who’s been around for 15 years!” Yuma closed his eyes and crossed his arms. 

“You’re right. I have been alive for eons.”

Astral had departed from Earth after their battle a few weeks before August 16th, Yuma’s 14th birthday. During his time in Astral world, with the power of the Numeron Code, the Barians became humans and began attending Heartland Academy. 

Astral returned to Earth not long after he, Yuma and the others took care of the problem in Astral World, just in time for Yuma’s 15th birthday. 

It has been nearly 5 months since, and no new forces have threatened the Yugi-verse. 

Well, until very recently. 

“So, Yuma, what is a ‘trash book’ to you?” Astral asked. 

“Mm, trying to change subjects, huh?” Yuma raised an accusatory eyebrow. 

“Well, it just crossed my mind while you were telling me about your ‘secret to finding good books’. Nothing more.” 

“Mm-hm… well, there has never been a ‘trash’ book that I’ve read. Just one chapter with one plot point that was trash-like.” Yuma held a finger up. 

“It being…?” Astral motioned for the boy to continue.

“The Power of Love, chapter 8. You see, I had bought chapter 1 thinking, ‘man, this is really good!’ and it was, so a week later and I’m in the attic reading chapter 8 and BOOM! The plot-point disaster!” Yuma cried. 

“What is this…’plot point disaster’?” 

“I died! D-I-E-D! I was dead! How could a fanfriction writer do that to me?!... and I was like…” 

Astral began to tune him out. ‘He still says ‘friction’ instead of ‘fiction’...’ It annoyed him a bit. 

“And I began to think, ‘what if this is the end? Maybe I’ll be dead forever!’ and so I made my way to Kalin’s bookstore in a hurry, but arrived there half a minute past 8:00, the closing time. I fell to my knees and banged on the door over and over, begging Kalin to let me in and buy one more thing, and do you know what he did? He was standing at the door, looking down at me with judgement as he shook his head slowly, left…right… it was the most traumatizing thing that ever happened before my very eyes!” 

Astral blinked slowly, his expression changing from done to confused. Yuma had definitely been through more traumatic situations. 

“So I went back home, tears still dripping from my innocent eyes, and went to bed early, trying to forget the harsh day life gave me, and in the morning, it was all fine. I bought chapter 9 and it turns out Hope revives me in the end. I didn’t die forever.” Yuma closed his eyes and nodded with a smile on his face.

Astral sighed. “You have got to quit indulging in these books. They are not good for your health, Yuma.” 

“Great. Now you’re starting to sound like Kalin.” Yuma said, waved him off as he continued to the next stand. “Ooh! Novelty bookmarks!” he exclaimed as he stopped in front of it. 

There was a man standing behind it, dressed in a rather suspicious black trenchcoat and black cap that covered his face.

“How much are these?” Yuma asked. 

The man chuckled creepily. He sounded strangely familiar.

But when the man lifted his head, Yuma knew exactly who it was.

“Black Mist!” Yuma gasped. 

“You’re right. It’s me,” Dark Mist said. “But ‘Black Mist’ is too formal. Call me Dark Mist.” 

“Oh, sorry. I’ve read one too many fan books.”

“Why are you here?” Astral asked. 

“Nothing, nothing. I just wanted to… get into business, is all.”

Astral narrowed his eyes at him.

“So, what’s the price on these?” Yuma asked.

“Because you’re such a lovely customer, I’ll give you 50% off. You can just give me 5 pieces of your strange human currency.” Dark Mist replied. 

Yuma’s eyes shone brightly. “Only…5… D-dollars?” 

“Yes.” 

Yuma dug around in his pocket and handed a crinkly 5 dollar bill with Lazar’s face on it to him.

“Thank you, Yuma. Now run along. I don’t have all day!” Dark Mist shooed him away.

Astral glared at Dark Mist as they continued down the rows of stands. He just couldn’t shake the feeling that he was up to something that wasn’t just about money. 

“This is amazing! Now I don’t have to mark my pages with a picture of Anna, cuz now I can use this!” Yuma held the bookmark with a picture of Utopia on it to the sky.

But he lowered it when he saw something. Or someone.

“Shark? Why are you here?” he asked, as this was the Doujinshi section.

Shark had been reading a book called Fishy, Fishy, Fishy, Come Swim In My Sea before cramming the book into his jacket when he saw Yuma approaching. ‘Act normal. Nothing happened,’ he told himself. 

“Oh, Yuma, it’s a good thing you’re here.” he said. 

“Why’s that?” Yuma asked. Shark almost never acted like this. 

“Rio told me about something. Something strange.” 

–Flashback–

“Thanks, Reggie! I haven’t been here since we were little!” 

Both Rio and Shark were at the entrance of the Domino City Aquarium, one of their favorite places to go when they were younger.

“Rio, call me Reginald or Shark. Ryouga will do as well, but please stop with the “Reggie” thing, okay?” 

“Okay, Reggie.” 

The two siblings entered the aquarium.

“So, Rio, where do you want to go first?” Shark asked. 

No response.

“Rio?... Rio, are you okay?” 

Still no response.

Shark stepped in front of his sister, just to see her usually happy face blank and emotionless. “Rio, what’s going on?” he asked.

“T-there’s danger. Horrible danger. The darkness is coming. The darkness that lies in the b-books.” was all that Rio said before she collapsed. 

Shark caught her and began shaking her gently. “Rio, wake up! Talk to me, Rio! RIO!!”

–End of Flashback–

“That is strange.” Yuma said as he scratched his chin, mimicking exactly what Astral was doing. “But what does it mean?” 

“I think it has something to do with the books you read and…that guy.” Shark said, pointing to Dark Mist, who was still at his stand, selling bookmarks to a kid who was giving him his entire allowance. 

Yuma gasped. “Astral! Do you know what this means?”

“What, Yuma? Tell me.” Astral urged.

“We’re in trouble–Black Trouble!”

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The reason I find the ending so funny is that there's a real book called Black Trouble, where No. 96 s up to his usual no good self, (i don't want to give it all away) so Yuma quotes the name because he's read it and it's actually close to something he's said in the dub before.

Also, Fishy fishy fishy come swim in my sea and The power of love are also real books. One's an obvious sharkbaitshipping one, and the other is a keyshipping one. So is How to play the pocky game?!

And Steamy Nights of Heartland is a tv show that I made into a book that originated in a bizarre mpreg story I wrote a long time ago.

[danganronpasurvivoraskblog]

Burning of the Zetsubou Witch: Part 3

DIIIIIIIIIEEEE!

GRRRRGH!

RRRRGH!

*Celeste once again dive attacks and drills with the arms of her robot, but Mondo and Sakura quickly grab the arms and hold her back while the rest of their team backs away.

These are the robots that Toko and Komaru had to fight during the DHG, right!? A-Are we even gonna be able to beat it!?

HRRRRAAAAAAAGGH!

*WHHHHHAAAAAAMMM!*

GUAGH! RRRAGGH!

!!??

*Sakura reels back and lands a hefty punch into the robot's abdomen. Celeste is shaken up badly, but the punch fails to reach her, and she fends Mondo and Sakura off by spinning the drills and cutting through their clothes.

Ordinarily a punch like that would have instantly put a hole in a structure like this. It's reinforced to perfection.

I guess you gotta be prepared if you're gonna be using these weapons against some of the strongest people on earth.

Does anyone have a plan of some kind!?

*Chihiro backs away and pulls out their mobile phone.

Just keep fighting it for now and try to keep it away from me. I'll do a full analysis and see if I can find any structural weak points.

Good work Chihiro! Alright men and women! You heard him! Let's FIGHT till the last!

This WILL be THE LAST!

*WOOOOOM!* *BOOOOOOOOOOM!*

GAGH!?

Holy SHIT!?

*The group's eyes widen as Celeste's mech begins to hum, and she abruptly turns its body to reveal the laser cannon on the back. A laser beam blasts out and almost crashes into them, but with only seconds to spare, everyone escapes the line of fire. The attack could have eviscerated them if they hadn't dodged at that crucial moment, and as it happens, the heat singes Mondo and Leon.

Ugh...Crap!

Are you alright!?

I'm good, I'm good, just don't let that thing hit you-

*WHIIIRRR!*

UAGH! GAAGGH!?

TAKAAA!

KIYOTAKA ISHIMARU!

*Leon removes his jacket to see that the laser that narrowly missed him peeled some skin off his arm. However, the beam creates a thick cloud of smoke, and just as they believe they have a moment to recover, Celeste emerges from the cloud, her drill narrowly avoiding ripping Taka's arm off.

Bro! BRO!

Ugh...Don't worry...Just a scratch...

I really must apologize for being so fierce Taka, but in case it wasn't obvious I'm having a REALLY BAD DAY!

GAGH!?

*Mondo moves aside, grabbing Taka, just in time to see Celeste's metallic mass collapse once more. After that, she makes the machine cannons emerge and begins to hail bullets, which keeps her new foes on their toes.

Chi? You MIGHT wanna do that scan thing as fast as you possibly can!?

You think I'm not already!?

HRAAAGGGH!

*WHAAAM!*

UGH!? Hm!?

HOYAAGH!

*BONK!* *BONK!*

*Despite his wounded and burnt arm, Leon grabs some balls from a pouch and uses his baseball bat to shoot them at Celeste. One makes contact with the head, but Celeste blocks the next two with her shield.

[royalrebelpropaganda]

hi, hello, calling all ever after high fans! fun fact!

the Fandom wiki SUCKS.

I've known this for a while, and talking to people in the discord makes it more obvious. the Fandom wiki is unmoderated, unprofessionally written, chronically undercited, and often contains just completely incorrect information. if you want examples, I will be including SEVERAL under the cut!

essentially, I have been building my own wiki with several people from the server, but it is taking a LONG time to get up and running. is this something that you guys would be interested in helping me with?? most of the character links and pages are currently defunct, but I'm working on uploading and transcribing all of the diaries at the moment (because I really really don't want to steal anything from the Fandom wiki. this is our own project, so we have to find our own sources, links, and information.)

just looking for feedback !!! please reblog with tags or comments if you would like to work on this project. keep in mind it will HAVE to be source-based, so it's going to be a lot of reading and searching for information from various sources, not just the show.

thank you!! the "keep reading" below will be for EGREGIOUS examples of wiki running because this really is one of the worst wikis I've ever seen:

1)

Hunter Huntsman's diary

this is MADE UP. the last line of this DOESN'T EXIST. it ends at "My life... a fairytale come true." the rest of this is someone writing fanfiction and putting it in the official wiki.

2)

Braeburn

there's so many problems here I don't even know where to start. actually I do.

ONE: her name is Braebyrn. not Braeburn. this wiki doesn't mention it, but her name is NEVER MENTIONED in the show or in the junior novelization; it's on the official ever after high instagram, it's on the apple white dragon games doll box, and it's in the mobile app game that was released in accompaniment with the show. that's important information that the wiki didn't think mattered, and they misspelled her name!!!!

TWO: "braeburn appears to be able to control lightning" if anyone did ANY RESEARCH they would know that's not "appears to be," that IS her power. on the box that braebyrn the doll model comes in, it explicitly mentions that her dragon magic is "lightning bolt," so that's not an assumption. however, this fact is never mentioned on the page! because the wiki is non-comprehensive despite pretending that it is.

THREE: "Brushfire's sister" she's. she's all of the baby dragon's sisters. why is this one specifically mentioned. that's just a weird choice. plus it's written as "Brushfires" which is a typo that has not been corrected.

FOUR: "Her name is a nod to Braeburn apples." you have to say "seems to be." unlike the lightning, this one is an ASSUMPTION. if it isn't an assumption, if there was an interview where someone from mattel was talking about it, you have to link it!! it doesn't matter that it's a very obvious pun, wikis are built on FACT. UGH.

3)

Category:Dragons

I have searched far and wide, and as far as I can tell, these are straight up made up. I can't find any sources, and if I look up something like "felecity ever after high" the ONLY links that show up related to the dragons are for the Fandom wiki. there are no sources, no citations. I personally am inclined to believe these are made up names that are stated as fact.

4)

Characters/pets

ONE: NOT her pet pig. it's a pig that she brought to a party because they asked her to bring ham or something to the party and she didn't understand they wanted the pig not alive. I'm pretty sure it hopped out of her hat. it's never mentioned again.

TWO: the storyboard of legends. I. I don't even have anything to say.

5)

there's so many more guys but I'm getting tired. go find some yourself, the wiki is riddled with them, these were just the ones I could remember off the top of my head.

[pure-garbage]

Bubbles And Iron! A Watery Race Against Time!

Chapter warnings: Violence, drowning

"Fight me, Roronoa!" Tashigi yelled, charging forward.

"Not a chance!"

Lana couldn't believe her eyes. Zoro fled, running from Tashigi as she pursued him.

"Lana! Get those two idiots free so we can get the hell out of here!" Zoro shouted, dashing across the ship to evade Tashigi's attempts to instigate a duel. Meanwhile, Corrin's crew mobilized, organizing under the first mate to avenge their fallen captain.

Lana made her way through the chaos that had erupted on deck, reaching her bound crewmates as Zoro crossed swords with the other pirates and avoided Tashigi like the plague.

"Wake up! Come on, damn it!"

The shackles aboard the Seeker's ship were high grade, designed specifically to give Lana a hard time. She grunted, straining to find the right positions to unlock the shackles.

"Ugh... Lana? What the..."

Nami came to a moment before Lana finally managed to free Sanji's wrists.

"Nami! Great! I'm so glad you woke up," Lana sighed.

"I have so many questions," Nami said, looking around at the mayhem as Lana worked to free her as well.

"My old crew kidnapped us, the marines are here too, and Zoro's refusing to fight some nerd," Lana summarized.

"That just gives me more questions!" Nami protested. "Like... why is Zoro hanging from the mast?"

"What the- Zoro! Quit playing around so we can get out of here!" Lana yelled.

"I'm waiting on you!" Zoro snapped back, swinging overhead as the ship rocked violently. They were taking on water, courtesy of his overzealous execution of Corrin. It was only a matter of time before the whole ship went under.

"Sanji! Wake up!" Nami ordered, slapping him harshly.

"Yes, Nami my love!" Sanji cried, jolting upright in an instant.

"Get it together, Sanji!" Lana snapped. "We need to get out of here and fast!"

"What in the hell is moss-for-brains doing chained to the masthead?!" Sanji demanded. "And whose ship is this? Why are we here? Who's that cutie in the glasses and why does she have Zoro's swords?"

"Agh, too many questions! I don't have time to- wait, say what?"

Lana spun around fast enough to make herself dizzy. Sanji was right. Zoro was even more tangled in chains than before and under heavy assault from the Seeker pirates, swinging like a piñata from the creaking mast. Tashigi clutched all three of his swords, looking on in satisfaction as he struggled to defend himself unarmed against the Seeker crew.

"Tashigi! What the hell are you playing at?!" Lana raged.

"I win, Roronoa!" Tashigi declared triumphantly. "If only you'd have fought me with honor, you could have defeated me!"

"Grr, she's ignoring me again!" Lana fumed.

"Yay, you got me loose!" Nami cheered. "Now let's get-"

Above them, the mast groaned and cracked. Zoro had weakened it earlier, cutting too deep when he sliced through the ropes binding Lana. Now, it fell, towing a shouting Zoro with it as it crashed into the sea.

"Damn it! Zoro!" Lana screamed, watching as he was dragged beneath the waves.

"The hell!"

"Sanji, quick! You have to help him!" Nami cried.

"How?! I can't get those chains off him!" Sanji protested. "Didn't that oaf just learn how to cut through iron in Alabasta?!"

"He hasn't mastered the technique!" Lana said through gritted teeth. "And anyway, that damn marine hag has his swords!"

"So what-"

"I'll go free Zoro! Sanji, you get his swords back!"

"On it!"

Sanji dashed away while Lana stepped out of her boots and tucked her pins into her wristband.

"I'll help you!" Nami declared, pulling herself upright and preparing to dive into the water.

"No, there's nothing you can do down there!" Lana shook her head. "Go keep Sanji on task! You know how distracted he gets around anything with boobs!"

"Ha! You've got a point! Good luck, Lana! Don't let that sourpuss swordsman drown!"

Nami darted off after Sanji and Tashigi while the Seekers rejoiced at the apparent watery death of the man who'd slain their captain.

Lana ignored their cheers, took a deep breath and leapt into the ocean. The water was warm, sunlight streaming through its surface and scattering all around in mottled, dancing rays. Zoro was easy to find, thrashing hard enough to create a foam of tiny white bubbles.

'He's so close to the surface!'

The shallow water and the length of the chain securing Zoro to the mast left him just out of reach of the air above. Still, Lana knew she was racing against the clock. She had to unlock his bindings before he ran out of oxygen.

'Did he even have time to catch a breath before he went under?' Lana wondered.

She kicked her way to the chains around his legs, quickly locating the lock. She glanced up, salt stinging her eyes as she met his gaze. He was struggling against the urge to take a breath, but nodded to the chains.

'Hurry!'

Lana could almost hear his voice. She nodded back and got to work. Above her, Zoro's struggling subsided. He knew she needed him to hold still so she could free him.

Lana grit her teeth, lungs burning as she wrestled with the lock. The water dulled all vibrations, making it harder than ever for her to discern the subtle, crucial clicks of the mechanism.

Zoro's leg jerked uncontrollably. Another glance up filled Lana with panic.

'He's been under longer than me and I'm getting desperate to breathe... Zoro... I need more time!'

Lana pushed up again, swimming behind Zoro and wrapping her arms around his chest. She strained, bubbles escaping from her lips as she kicked with all her might. The surface was so close...

Zoro tapped her arm desperately, motioning frantically to the chains.

'Damn it! It's no use! I can't pull him up! I need to get him air!'

Desperation inspired the lockbreaker. She released Zoro and broke through the surface, gasping for breath. She inhaled deeply, then dove again. Zoro glared at her, silently demanding answers or action.

"Trust me?" Lana mouthed silently.

Zoro grit his teeth but nodded, bubbles streaming up around his face.

"Breathe out."

Zoro's expression demanded to know if she was crazy. Lana pressed her hand to his chest reassuringly.

"Do it," she mouthed.

Zoro hesitated a second longer, then exhaled forcefully, sending bubbles burbling up to the surface. Lana waited for just the right moment, then pressed her lips to his. He tensed in surprise, mouth gaping open reflexively. His shock worked in favor of Lana's plan. She exhaled, pushing her breath into Zoro's body.

'Used air, but it's gotta be better than nothing,' she thought.

Zoro didn't realize what was happening until it was already over. Lana kicked her way back above, dragging in another ragged breath before plunging down again. She dove straight to the lock, pouring all her concentration into forcing it open.

'Come on! Come on! Open, damn you!'

Zoro tapped her shoulder, breaking her focus. She scowled up at him, but the look on his face quelled the irritation she felt at being interrupted. He was hanging onto consciousness by a thread, bloodshot eyes begging for air. Lana bit back her frustration and shot to the surface. It felt amazing to breathe, but Zoro's fingers grasped at her legs, reminding her of the crisis at hand. He pulled her back under just as she caught her breath, clutching her like a dying man as he exhaled and his lips scrambled to find hers.

'I guess he IS drowning,' Lana realized. Still, the desperation with which he sucked the air from her lungs left her feeling light-headed from more than just the lack of oxygen. He pushed her back up and she filled her lungs once more before dipping for what she thought would be the last time. She finally had the hang of interpreting the underwater vibrations of the lock. She would free Zoro and-

Zoro grabbed her arm in passing, pulling her back up to eye-level with him.

"Again!" he gurgled, emptying his lungs and pulling her close. He took her breath greedily. His hands were tight on her arms as she obliged his request, heart pounding as the sensations of his mouth on hers became harder to justify as necessity. The warm water swirling around them was pleasant, the sun's filtered light dancing over their skin with eerie beauty.

'Mm, if we weren't dying, this would actually be really nice,' Lana thought. She broke away from Zoro, surfacing for air again. The deep breath cleared her head.

'I need to focus! I can open the lock!'

Zoro tried to snag her again, but this time she poked him harshly and fixed him with an annoyed glare.

"Let me work!" she mouthed, kicking her way back down to his feet. She turned her attention to the lock, missing Zoro's frown of dejection.

Practice enabled Lana to defeat the lock at long last. It gave a muffled click of defeat and fell away. Lana unwrapped the chains, letting them sink to the sea floor. She and Zoro kicked to the surface in unison, their heads popping up next to a rowboat.

"Lana! Zoro!" Nami cried, leaning over as the pair struggled to catch their breath. "You're okay!"

"Sanji! Nami! How- how much did you see?" Lana managed to gasp.

"We just got here, Lana sweetest," Sanji crooned, helping her into the boat. From the looks of it, they'd taken it from the Seekers by force. Slowly but surely, Corrin's vessel sank in the background. "And look! I got the swords back, just as you requested! Aren't you pleased with me?"

"Good work, Sanji," Lana sighed. She kept one eye on the gradually disappearing ship that had served as her prison for five long, hellish years. Reality began to truly set in for the first time. Corrin was dead. That part of her life was over for good.

'Zoro really did answer all my prayers,' Lana thought with quiet amusement. 'Maybe he should be my new god, after all.'

Zoro reclaimed his swords, too exhausted from the ordeal to even snap as Sanji swooned over Lana's praise. He saved his words for the lockbreaker, staring off into the distance with an indecipherable expression.

"That was quick thinking," he commended her, bringing her back to the moment at hand. They locked eyes, Lana blushing lightly as Zoro seemed to search for something in her gaze. What was it he thought to find? Lana cleared her throat and shrugged off his compliment.

"It was nothing. It's not like I could let you drown after you took care of Corrin for me, right?"

"Right," Zoro agreed, sounding a bit disappointed. "So then, I guess we're already even, huh?"

"I guess so."

"Hm."

Zoro ended the exchange by yawning deeply.

"Row faster, you slow cook," he berated Sanji. "I'm beat. I wanna dry off and take a nap."

"If you want to go faster, you can row the damn boat yourself, you shitty excuse for a swordsman!" Sanji retorted sharply.

"Stow it and row!" Nami snapped.

"Yes of course, Nami, my love!"

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[thoselethalarts]

𝓚𝓪𝔃𝓾𝓸 𝓖𝓾𝓮𝓻𝓻𝓮𝓻𝓸 - 𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵 𝓢𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂

(SR) Lab Coats (Part 2): "I Can’t Really Turn Back Now."

(NRC: Woods Behind Campus)

Kazuo: W-WHOAA-! (THUD) OOF! Kazuo: Damnit… Why are there so many things to trip over out here? Kazuo: C’mon Kaz, this is the last day to get this done. Just gotta stick it out for one more day and you’ll never have to hike out here again. Kazuo: But… ugh, I feel like I haven’t made any progress at all on finding that mushroom that Jade wants…! Kazuo: How the hell does Crewel expect us to collect these ingredients if we have to go through so much trouble to get them?! Only one guy on campus has them and he’ll only give them away for high-value trade?! Kazuo: I can’t imagine anyone else had luck either if I’m struggling this much… Maybe he'll give us a pass if we all came back empty-handed…

(Snap!)

Kazuo: -?!

(Kazuo immediately turns around and rears his bat back at the ready)

???: Whoa now! No need to be pointing your bat at me, I’m friendly~

(Vantablack emerges from the underbrush and comes into view)

Kazuo: Oh-! Hey Vanta! Sorry, I thought you were some kind of wild animal or something. Kazuo: How’s it going? And… why are you sneaking around in the woods?

Vantablack: I’m not sneaking anywhere! I was just going for a little walk, getting some fresh air. You know, normal things.

Kazuo: Oh, fair enough! It is kinda nice out here… or well, it would be if I didn’t have this stupid assignment I had to focus on.

Vantablack: Oh yeah? What’s going on? Vantablack: Lemmie guess, you’re out here looking for something for an assignment? Alchemy, right?

Kazuo: Kind of- actually yeah, how’d you know? Kazuo: Are you… secretly a psychic?

Vantablack: Hah! Not exactly. Vantablack: Every time I’ve come out here for the last week there’s been people trudging around looking for alchemy ingredients. You haven’t been the first.

Kazuo: Oh, okay yeah, that makes more sense. Kazuo: Well… If you’re out here all that often, maybe you’ll know where I can find this ingredient I’m looking for.

Vantablack: Oh yeah? And what might that be?

Kazuo: Well… it’s kind of a long story, but…

(Fade cut while Kazuo recaps his tale to Vantablack)

Vantablack: So lemmie get this straight, you need this really rare mushroom to trade for another mushroom so you can take it back to your class? Vantablack: And since we don’t grow any on campus, your only luck is to find some either in the wild or get some from Jade, who’s holding it for ransom.

Kazuo: I wouldn’t call it ransom, more just a trade or an exchange. But yeah, that’s about it.

Vantablack: Heheh… sounds to me like you’ve been sent on a wild goose chase, Kaz.

Kazuo: What do you mean?

Vantablack: I mean, how do you even know this mushroom exists and Jade isn’t just making up excuses to not let you have any of what he has? I can see him doing that just for a good laugh.

Kazuo: Marcus said the same thing when I told him about it, but I just don’t think Jade’s that kind of person. I mean, he took the time to grow that really finicky mushroom all on his own, so he can’t be all that bad. Kazuo: I looked up that mushroom online just in case, and he was telling me the truth about it. I know it exists, I know what it looks like, and I know approximately where it’s supposed to grow. Kazuo: Now it’s just a matter of finding it, and I have until sundown to do it.

Vantablack: Sundown? Why sundown?

Kazuo: One of the things I read about the mushroom is that it’s really mobile. It, like, squishes back into the ground during the night, and pops back out again during the day. Kazuo: Once nightfall comes, I won’t be able to harvest it until the sun comes back up. Kazuo: Today is my last day to look for it too; that lab period for my class is tomorrow. I need to get some of that mushroom he has before then, or I’ll be letting my whole group down.

Vantablack: Sounds like you’ve really got your work cut out for you then. I won’t hold you back-

Kazuo: Wait! Actually, if you’re not busy, Vanta, maybe you could help me look for it?

Vantablack: Hmm? You want me to hunt mushrooms for you?

Kazuo: Not entirely! Just- help me keep an eye out for it! Kazuo: You’ve been through these woods probably a hundred times more than me. I’ve been hiking through here for a whole week and have come up completely empty-handed. Kazuo: Pleaaase? Just this one time? I could really use your help, Vanta!

Vantablack: Alright, alright! I’ll help, but only ‘cuz I think it’s cute that you begged. Vantablack: It’s been a while since I’ve hunted for something that’s actually a challenge to find, too. It’ll be good practice, so I don’t get rusty.

Kazuo: Awesome! Thank you so much!

Vantablack: Yeah yeah, so tell me about what this thing looks like.

Kazuo: So it’s a small mushroom with a thin stem, and it grows in little clusters like this. Kazuo: It’s dark purple on top, and its underside and stem are pale blue, and it kind of looks like it’s glowing when it gets hit by the light.

Vantablack: …That’s it? I thought you said these were supposed to be rare, I saw some growing earlier while I was trekking around.

Kazuo: REALLY?! Where?!

Vantablack: Back that way, sticking out of one of the trees. Vantablack: I’m pretty sure I remember where I saw it. Follow me, I’ll retrace my steps.

(Vantablack and Kazuo trudge through the underbrush, footsteps crunching on dirt and twigs as they walk)

Vantablack: See it? Riiiiight up there. It’s hanging off the trunk of this tree, maybe about 15-20ft above us. Vantablack: When I was walking around earlier, I saw a funny looking shadow on the ground. So I looked up and saw that mushroom waving around in the treetop. Vantablack: The light hitting it made the shadow turn purple. Pretty cool, but I didn’t need it for anything, so I just kept walking.

Kazuo: No way, there it actually is…! Vanta, you’re a hawk-eyed genius!

Vantablack: I know~

Kazuo: Man, no wonder I couldn’t see them before… I probably should get some new glasses when I get home. Kazuo: But, now that I know where it is all I have to do is grab it! Uhm… but how am I actually gonna do that…?

Vantablack: Just… climb up there and grab it? What’s the big deal?

Kazuo: Well, uh… I’ve never really climbed a tree before. I’m kinda afraid of heights, actually.

Vantablack: You’re gonna let that stop you? I thought you Savanaclaws were supposed to be more resilient than that.

Kazuo: I’m not gonna let it stop me! I just need to figure out how I’m gonna do this without getting hurt… Kazuo: I could try and use magic to get it down… but that might damage the mushroom, or worse yet it’ll send a whole branch tumbling down on top of my head. Kazuo: If I had a broom I could fly up there and grab it… but it’s already getting close to dark, if I went back to get one by the time I got back it’d probably already be too late.

Vantablack: Probably shoulda thought of that before you got out here.

Kazuo: I know! I was already so nervous about how close I was cutting it on this deadline, I just wasn’t thinking. Kazuo: The easiest way really is just climbing up and grabbing it myself, I think. I’m not looking forward to this…

Vantablack: Ah, it’ll be fine! If you fall, I’ll just catch you, how about that?

Kazuo: You sure that’ll be safe?

Vantablack: Brother, I can lift a full-grown man over my shoulder with one arm. Catching you would be like holding a handful of grapes~

Kazuo: Alright then… whew. Can you give me a boost to this lowest branch, then?

Vantablack: Sure thing.

(With a bit of shuffling, Vantablack helps hoist Kazuo up into the tree’s branches)

Vantablack: Uuuup you go!

Kazuo: W-Whoa… okay, this is immediately intimidating…!

Vantablack: Just keep moving! Find a momentum and put one hand over the other, you’ll be fine!

Kazuo: A-Alright…! Kazuo: One hand over the other, one hand over the other… don’t look down, just keep moving, one hand over the other… Kazuo: I-I think it’s working…! I can almost reach it now! Just a little bit further and…!

(Kazuo plucks the mushroom out from the trunk of the tree)

Kazuo: I-I got it…! I got it!!

Vantablack: Hah! And you didn’t even fall, how about that~

Kazuo: Oh god, that’s right, now I need to get back down. Uh… Kazuo: H-Hey Vanta? How do I get down, exactly?

Vantablack: Just climb down?

Kazuo: U-Uh… This is really high up. I don’t think I can…!

Vantablack: Just do what you did in reverse!

Kazuo: But the mushroom…!

Vantablack: Oh my god, just throw it down and I’ll catch it for you. Sheesh…

(After some scuffling, Kazuo finally manages to get down from the tree)

Kazuo: Y-You still have it, right?

Vantablack: It’s right here in my hand. See?

Kazuo: Okay, thank god. Kazuo: Hahaha… M-Man I can’t believe I just did that. My everything is still shaking.

Vantablack: Still got one last branch to go. Hop on down, you won’t get hurt from that height.

Kazuo: Yeah… yeah, you’re right. Kazuo: Thanks for helping me with that again, Vanta. I don’t think I coulda done it without your-

(Kazuo hops down from the tree, making an audible squish on impact)

Kazuo: Wha-? Aw man, what the hell did I just step on? I hope that wasn’t an animal turd or something… HUH?! Kazuo: YOU’RE KIDDING ME- A FROGDOSS MUSHROOM?!

Vantablack: Huh? What, that silly thing? Yeah, they’re all over the place around here.

Kazuo: This is-! That’s the mushroom I’ve been needing this whole time! You’re telling me I coulda been finding them all over the forest floor in here?! Kazuo: Damnit…! I’ve been so busy looking up in the treetops for the velvet-cap that I wasn’t looking down at my feet for the frogdoss! I really WAS sent on a wild goose chase!

Vantablack: Pff- Bahahaha! You spent this whole week looking for a stupid tree-mushroom when you coulda been done on day one if you just looked down?! Vantablack: Oh, that’s rich~ You really would have failed if you didn’t meet me here in the first place~

Kazuo: Man… Now I just feel stupid. I spent all this time looking for this super-rare mushroom, and now I have it and I don’t even need it anymore! It’s just gonna go to waste… Kazuo: …Wait. This is a super-rare mushroom. I might not need it, but maybe Crewel will give me extra credit if I bring it back to class! I bet nobody else in class found something as cool as this EVER! Kazuo: Though, I would feel bad if I didn’t give Jade some too… since he looked like he was really looking forward to getting some… Alright, that settles it! Kazuo: I’ll just tear up some of this squished frogdoss here by my feet and bring that back to class, take one of the velvet-cap back to Jade, and bring the other back to Crewel! Everybody wins!

Vantablack: Soooooo… are you gonna pay me for helping you out? My services aren’t exactly free, you know.

Kazuo: Huh? I mean I can, but I don’t have any money on me right now…

Vantablack: Hm… ya know what? I’ll just take one of these.

(Vantablack grabs one of the velvet-cap mushrooms from Kazuo’s hand)

Kazuo: Wha-! Hey!

Vantablack: What? You found three of them and only need two, right? So me taking one shouldn’t be that big of a deal.

Kazuo: I mean, I guess not, but-

Vantablack: Besides… I’m kinda interested to see what this tastes like~

Kazuo: Tastes…?! I mean… Okay, well, you have fun with it then, but are you sure you should be eating that? I don’t even know if it’s poisonous or not.

Vantablack: Ehh, it doesn’t matter. I’ll find out on the way back to Diasomnia~ Vantablack: Homph~

(Vantablack pops the mushroom into their mouth)

Vantablack: Oh! It’s sour! A little bitter… tastes like a weird, salted lemon rind. I kinda like it, actually~ Vantablack: Well, catch ya later, Kazzy~ I’ll see you in the medical ward if it turns out this is poisonous!

(Vantablack trudges away happily, leaving Kazuo alone in the forest)

Kazuo: Man, they’re a weird one alright, but at least they’re happy I guess? Kazuo: And ya know what, I’m happy too~ Today’s been one hell of an adventure! Extra credit, here I come!

/ End

[darkkitty1208]

Sooooo. Hi. I'm back from the dead.

Some updates for if anyone is interested at all (under cut for those who, well, are not):

IRL is not doing Super Great but it could be worse and thankfully it isn't. The Horrors persist but so do I

I've been at a low the past few weeks (emotionally and err, otherwise) and have been generally lethargic lately but I'm building myself back up and that's all that matters, I think. Otherwise I am doing pretty fine :v

I think part of the reason why I've been so afraid to come back on here is because I felt the need (not pressure, just like, an incessant urge) to create more fics to post and share. And I know there's no real pressure here and if anything I write for myself, but still. The feeling is there.

Speaking of which: I've been distancing myself from writing these days and I wasn't exactly sure why, and it took me a while to understand why I was reacting that way. So creating and writing for me requires a feeling of creative fulfillment and I've been lacking that lately. These days all I've been doing is writing out prompts and barely putting in the effort to write anything substantial or, yk. Something I can be passionate about or proud and satisfied of. Not that I wasn't enjoying it, there's still several works I'm proud of and loved writing like the Stephen healing arc fic from about a month or so ago, but I needed to feel like it was less an obligation and more like how I intended it to be: a fun, no-pressure, enjoyable hobby. I'm gonna be directing my works towards that now and focus on how *I* feel about it first before others. (For a long time I thought I understood that well enough to actually do it, but dear god is it easier said than done. Been writing for I think nearly 4 years now and I still struggle with this for some reason. Ugh. The brain can be weird sometimes.)

But anyway; I am not quitting, I will keep writing, I'm sorry I was gone for so long and without warning (again) xP

Also. I cut my thumb by accident with a knife (I was slicing an apple, I do not like the skin of apples) the other day and it is Not ideal. Typing this out on mobile and by thumbs is Not a great idea. Ouchies. Another reason I haven't been writing.

Anyway. That's probably everything. For now I'll try to catch up on all the things I've missed while gone! :D

[elisha-am]

A/N: In celebration of Queenie’s Birthday (Jan. 6th). I planned to do an art but due to poor memory and time management it was still in progress and will be days late, thankfully Lady Muse came to rescue so I wrote this. Set post COG. And I made the creature up, you’ll know when you see lol.

Queenie ran into her room in Nurmengard and quickly shut the door. She’d crumble to the ground if not the door holding her up. She was breathing rapidly, not just because of the run but also the small package she was clutching to her chest.

[[MORE]]

Queenie was in the rose garden, having her daily walk around it when a strang bird dropped like a canon ball from the sky in front of her, carrying a bundle could fit right into her two palms cradling. The bird looked up at her with two crystal eyes and made a high pitch sound. It wasn’t an owl, growing up with a owl breeding grandfather she knew every kind of owl used by wizard kind to deliver mails and packages. And owls wouldn’t able to find her here with the disguising spell casted on the fort. So there was no doubt it was some kind of magical bird with strong ability of tracking target.

Suddenly she knew where, or said whom, was it from. The realization sent a chill down her spine. She quickly scanned around, with both her eyesight and legillimency, to make sure nobody was around and took the package from the bird. She gasped a little as the bird flashed disappeared in colorful sparks. Only Newt Scamander would have the unique creature in his hand ( or said his suitcase.) But she didn’t lingered long and rushed back to her room.

Queenie dared a look at the package, it appeared ordinary, but with no address or any signature on it— the person who sent this, if her guess was right, was too smart to do such stupid thing like putting their name on a package that was going to drop into the enemie’s hands.

Queenie walked to her bed— she was going to the table beside the window but it felt too exposed— and sat down on the side. She put the bundle on her lap, debating with herself whether she should open it and see what on earth the person sent her, or she could just throw it away in case her suspicion was wrong and it was a trap.

What if it was about HIM?

Her curiosity won, so she untied the knot with care. She took a deep breath before unfolding the wrapping paper. And then she smelled it, a familiar sweet smell from the corner of her memory but couldn’t quite recall clearly.

Finally feeling brave enough, she opened it and found another smaller bundle and a letter tucked underneath. She pulled the letter out first, and choked out a sob when she saw her name in the familiar penmanship.

“No matter where you are, as long as you’re alive and healthy. Happy birthday. Tina.”

Her trembling hand moved to the smaller wrap and slowly unwrapped it. There lied three piece of cookies, each with a small picture drew with colored icings, the first was a girl with golden hair and pink dress, the second one was a cake and last one a present.

It was her special birthday cookie set, like her mother baked her each year when she was little and her mother still alived, just for her unlike the birthday cake she had to share with her family. Her mother left the recipe to Tina and asked her to make it for her sister. But Tina, who was not the cook of the sisters, never got it right ( Queen couldn’t be upset with her sister, not when she had seen how much Tina tried). So Queenie ended up did it herself, until she went Ilvermorny.

She started to sob when it dawned to her who must had baked these cookies, the No-Maj man who had more magic than anyone in the world when it came to baking and making her happy. Her sweet, wonderful Jacob.

The three person she betrayed — a man she cared deeply as a friend, her sister, and the love of her life— and had every reason to hate her, just went through this effort to send this, not even knowing if she could receive or would even accept their gesture.

It was the last draw piled on the doubts she had been gaining through months she joined Grindlewald seeing what he’d done that pushed her to realize how big a mistake she’d made.

She cradle the letter and the cookies in wrapper once again into her chest, firm but gentle, not wanting to crush the cookies.

Queenie wanted to go home, to those loved her truly and she supposed to do the same. But not yet, not before she made everything right, which she could only achieve by stay here, inside the beast’s belly.

She took out the cookies, ate all three and felt all the courage she needed.

Happy Birthday, Queenie Goldstein!

[aryas]

May i please request variations of the the dolores icons in her dress from s3 in pink and purple as well as logan delos icons in similar colors?

Here you go anon!

[jasmyluv]

029. "Bee"-t my dust!

(wc: 0.3k)

You were nervous, to say the least. Yes, you've been in many competitions and won them, but that doesn't lessen your fear of losing.

"You ok?" A familiar voice asks you.

"Oh, hi, Heizou. I'm fine, just nervous, you know?" You say, fidgeting your fingers.

"Ah, a feeling I know all too well, heh." He says, sitting down beside you.

"Huh? Really? You seem so confident though." You state the obvious.

"It's a facade. Who wouldn't be nervous competing with a potential valedictorian?" He confesses, grinning innocently.

"Ah- You flatter me, Heizou. Thank you."

"All participants, please move to the stage to your respective podiums. Again, all participants, please move to the stage to your respective podiums. Thank you." You're cut off by P.A going off.

"Well, Heizou. Good luck." You both stand.

"You as well, [Name]." 

-

"Hello and welcome to the annual spelling bee of the academic year 2022 to 2023! I am your game host, Kamisato Ayaka, and will be hosting tonight's game. I'm sure you all know how the spelling bee works, yes? Alright. Let us first meet the competitors, shall we?" Ayaka introduces herself to the audience and your fellow competitors.

"Ok, what's your name?" She asks.

"Arataki numero-uno Itto!!"

-

"Xingqiu, delighted to meet your acquaintance."

-

"Uh, Layla."

-

"Shikanoin Heizou."

-

"I am Astrologist Mona Megistus."

-

"Albedo Kreindeprinz of the STEM branch."

-

"Raiden Kunikuzushi or Scaramouche."

-

"What's your name?"

"My name is [Name] [Last Name]." You speak into your mic, smiling to the crowd.

"Here are your eight competitors for this spelling bee. Get the most points to win the grand prize!"

Another voice comes into the scene, Keqing's. "Spell controversy."

*Ding!* 

Your podium lights up red.

"[Name]." She calls out your name.

"C-o-n-t-r-o-v-e-r-s-y." 

"Correct." The crowd cheers for you as your points go up 100 points.

"Yes!" 

"Ugh…" Scaramouche groans in annoyance. Is this a challenge of agility now?

"Don't groan, Scara. The competition's only starting."

"Yeah, yeah." 

"Next, spell the word uncopyrightable."

*Ding!* 

Scaramouche's podium lights up.

"Kunikuzushi."

"U-n-c-o-p-y-r-i-g-h-t-a-b-l-e." He says with very little hesitation in his voice.

"Correct." 

Ah, may the battle begin, Raiden.

previous :: MASTERLIST :: next

Of All People… - scaramouche x fem!reader smau

SYNOPSIS When you, a student who finds her best friend admits the terrors of high school. A best friend who’ve you’d hated ever since he left. Of all people, why was he the one to make you swoon, a person you swore to hate?

Fun facts!

let me tell you how hard it was to write that in mobile omfg

Kazuha's list is actually trusted sjhfj

your friend group and scara's friend group are in the audience

2000 dollars for the champion, 1500 dollars for 1st runner up, 1000 dollars for 2nd runner up

Taglist;

@viridescent-ivy @sakiimeo @ttoshiiroz @lxry-chxn @stopandget-help @r0ttenhearts @h-8chi @thenightsflower @killuixz @linn-a-a @vodkistt @raideneiari @yuyan @layla240 @barbatosfavouritenun @plinkuro @taikabae @beriiov @ghostxrism @rifran @elakari @kairxse @belovedxiao @alwaysmentallyill @mellowknightcolorfarm @xingyunclouds @scooofyaei @nambii @scaraapologist @samyayaya @kunikuzushisbeloved @dee-zbignuts @kaekazuha04 @monochromaticelliot @erosdevil @wisteriarain @kaoyamamegami @dazaiswifenicole @phoenix-eclipses @vivinsoul @vuvulia @r4yyyyy @cinnamontimecrunch @whatamidoing89 @aludicpoet @cindywasneverhere @vvasant @st0pthatsgay @kxr0mi @divinechicha @sketcheeee @wonderful-worlds

[shroudcore]

Speak now, or forever hold your peace. (Finale)

Summary: The ghosts may have left, but the wedding they officiated is not something to be easily forgotten. Will unsaid feelings remain hidden? Idia thinks so, after seeing you with your admirers. 

Idia x GN!reader. Reader is MC, or takes the role of MC in this story.

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4)

Warnings: none

After that 3-star difficulty sidequest, it was finally time for the ghosts to leave. They were filing out through a shimmering silver portal to the Land of the Dead, which you joked about jumping into “for the meme”. Idia was quick to discourage it. The joke would’ve been funny at any other time than right now. 

Each ghost made sure to give the newlyweds their congratulations. Each congratulation made Idia want to take off into the night, never to be seen again. It was beyond embarrassing. Unbearable. Way past his limit of social interaction capability. Things were getting way too much to handle for his now-empty Energy bar. 

While Idia longed for the comfort and isolation of his dorm room, you were the one who thanked the well-wishers and said the goodbyes—from a safe distance, of course. 

“When we return, I want you to meet our baby!” Eliza announced before she stepped into the portal. You and Idia shared a look. As if reading each other’s minds, you checked your schoolmates’ faces for their reactions—which did not disappoint. Different ways of saying “Don’t come back!” filled the hall, in varying degrees of anger and vulgarity. Before she disappeared for good, Eliza huffed and stuck her nose up in the air—an expression that tonight’s failed suitors knew all too well. 

At her departure, the portal shrunk into a mere speck until it completely disappeared. Then came the loudest cheers of the night serving as Victory fanfare. It was all over! But before he went, Idia hoped to say goodbye and take a look at you in your suit one last time. Or maybe even ask you to hang out tomorrow, depending on his current Courage level. 

While he silently rehearsed his thank-yous and good-byes, he wondered if you knew that you were still holding his hand. He decided not to mention it. 

Unfortunately, his brief moment of (weak) celebration was cut short when he noticed that the now-mobile Groom Rejects were approaching. They might as well have red bars floating over their heads to warn him of danger. He froze, contemplating whether to: 

> Bear it and stay with you just until he was prepared to say goodbye (+10 relationship points -20 comfort LV)

> Just run off on his own without saying anything, ignoring your calls. (-10 relationship points +10 comfort LV)

For now, he decided to stick with Option 1. Just a little bit longer. 

“That was amazing!” Deuce exclaimed, rushing over to give you a high-five. You laughed and  met other high-fives, low-fives, fist bumps, and head pats that came your way with that lovely smile of yours. 

Suddenly, Ace rips you away from him. Suddenly, you weren’t holding hands anymore. The loud first-year put his arm around you and Idia couldn’t help but notice how easy and natural it looked. Meanwhile, there he was: someone who needed to rehearse his goodbyes. 

Clearly, there was a huge level difference here and Idia was the one disadvantaged. 

“Our hero!” Ace yelled, inspiring more cheers. The distance between you and Idia grew as your wave of admirers and friends swept you farther and farther away. He was an outsider once again, stuck watching the fun from the sidelines. Their eyes sparkled. Their mouths smiled. Their loud voices laughed and praised you and laughed with you again. 

They loved you. And Idia was no different. 

Everyone’s Friend and the Weird Shut-in. Was there hope?

“Brother, I’m so glad you’re safe!” Ortho’s voice cut through his stream of thoughts. Immediately, he feels the weight on his shoulders lighten. 

He watched as his brother, his beacon of hope, made his way around your fan club until he eventually reached his spot. Ortho wouldn’t care if he looked like a loser, standing there awkwardly at the side all alone. Finally, he was saved. 

My savior! “Ortho! Thank you, thank you…” 

“No injuries… tense muscles… an increase in cortisol production,” Ortho muttered, frowning. “Are you okay?” 

“No…” 

Ortho nods. “We’ll return to the dorm, then. But before that, we should thank the Prefect.”

“Oh… right.” Idia looked over to you, still surrounded by your “fans” like the SSR character you were. You listened to Azul, who prattled on and on about something that was oh-so-interesting that you couldn’t take your eyes off him. And Vil judged your suit’s design, reaching out to fix something near your neck. You cracked up at something Floyd said. You posed and smiled beside Cater as he took a selfie with you. 

His mind raced as it continuously spotted the students on his list and everything they did. What was so interesting about Azul? What was so funny about Floyd? Did you like Vil’s hardworking, confident attitude? Did you think Cater had a way with words? 

He looked away. 

“Ortho, I’m going back to my room,” he said with a heavy heart, admitting Defeat. He was underleveled, had zero energy, and zero SP (social points). He’ll see you… some other time. After his cry-sesh, maybe. 

“Huh? Don’t you want to talk to the Prefect first?” 

“I’ll just… DM them later,” he lied. In truth, all he wanted was to drown himself in a video game while he gorged on candy and tried not to think about you. Ortho’s eyes narrowed, but followed him as he sneakily left the hall anyway. 

You’d understand, right?

Once he and Ortho were out, he looked back at the hall doors, hating himself for being too shy and cowardly to make a move. He imagined charging back into the room, wedging himself in between your friends, grabbing your arm, and pulling you away. Then he’ll kabedon you and—

Who was he kidding? He can’t do that, and you probably wouldn’t like that. 

“It was terrible, brother. Nobody wanted to help!” Ortho said, and Idia thinks he didn’t need to be reminded that nobody liked him. 

“When the Prefect and I reached Diasomnia, we expected them to reject us too…” he mused. “But Malleus Draconia agreed to help us! Can you believe it?”

“Wait… Malleus-shi?” 

Ortho nodded enthusiastically. “Yes… because the Prefect talked to him… and then he cast a charm on them to help us ward off those ghosts! It was really nice of him.”

“I see…” Idia knew that you and Malleus were friends. But to actually help you and him? Maybe your relationship with the Diasomnia dorm leader ran deeper than he thought. Why else would he go through that trouble? 

“The Prefect volunteered without needing to be asked, you know,” said Ortho, who he now noticed was observing him carefully. Idia tried to ignore the way his brother’s eyes lingered on him as they walked (floated in Ortho’s case). 

“...I’m so glad their plan worked!”

Wait, what?

“Volunteered? Their plan?” All this time, he thought you’d been forced to do this by the Headmaster! You did always rant about Crowley promising you different sorts of rewards if you did jobs here and there. But… you got yourself into this mess… all for him? 

Idia looked at the hand you held just moments ago and dared not hope again. Maybe you would have done this for anyone else in his place. Maybe you treated everyone the same, and it just so happened that he was the one kidnapped by a ghost bride. 

Still, he felt bad for not doing as Ortho said earlier. It was too late to turn back, however, as Idia and Ortho finally reached the Hall of Mirrors. 

“Finally… I’m so tired,” said Idia, meaning it in all ways. But as he put one leg forward to enter the door to Ignihyde, he heard someone’s voice, along with the scuffle of shoes against the floor coming closer and closer to where he and Ortho stood. 

“Idia, wait up!”

Oh no. It’s you. Enter now! Enter now!

But no matter what his head told him to do, he remained rooted to his spot. He stood still despite his pounding heart, that elevator-like feeling in his stomach, and the blaring alarms in his head. 

Object of affection at 5m…

Ortho was probably seeing his vitals going haywire and giving him that look again. He turned to look at his brother… only to not find him there. 

Help… oh no…

2m… 

“Hey,” you gasped out, catching your breath. “When I turned around, you were gone…”

Yeah, same. Just like Ortho… 

No one said a word for a while. The silence was only filled by your heavy breathing as it slowly evened. Inwardly facepalming at himself, he decided to take the chance to tell you everything he should’ve said before he left. 

But before he could open his mouth and apologize for leaving, (gods know he had too many things to apologize for after tonight), he was taken into a warm embrace. 

OHMYGODSOHMYGODSOHMYGODSOKAYLET’SCALMDOWN

“I thought I was too late.” you mumbled into his suit. 

At that moment, without anyone else around, nothing else mattered but the safety of your arms. And damn, how good it felt to be embraced. Did anyone else get these hugs from you? Idia didn’t think so. He hesitantly lifted his arms up and hugged back. 

Looking up at the domed castle ceiling, he wondered what he did to deserve something this good. 

It’s okay. I can have this. He allows himself to melt into your arms, head drooping down to rest against your neck. 

“G-good thing you weren’t,” he finally whispered back, freezing as he heard you sob against his chest. Oh no, oh no, what do you do when your love interest is crying? Quick, quick, pull up the archive of romantic scenes from your memory. 

“Hey, hey, I-I’m okay, you see?” he said, patting your back awkwardly. You let go after releasing another sob to wipe your eyes with your sleeve. 

“Sorry I got your suit wet,” you said softly, turning your face away. “I’m really, really sorry about what happened there too.”

“About what?”

“The whole wedding thing...” You took a quick look at him but immediately dropped your gaze to the ground. 

Idia blushed. “I-It’s okay! D-don’t worry about it… I-” 

Come on, say more! Ugh… I hate myself. 

You pulled at our vest and slipped something out of it—an envelope. “I… wanted to tell you everything through a letter.”

Tell me what?

“But… Eliza came and took you before I could give it to you.” You avoided his eyes as your fingers tightened around the white envelope. Idia’s breath hitched, expecting you to crumple it. But to his relief, your fingers relaxed. Then, as if it took all your courage, you handed it to him with a slightly shaky hand. 

“It's old-fashioned, I know but yeah... just read it!” 

In the hall’s silence, he could hear your breaths quicken once again. 

“Th-That’s all I came here for. Goodbye!” 

Before he knew it, you were running off. Your arm waved frantically from a distance as every step carried you farther, farther away. He lifted his arm to wave back but you never saw it. You were gone and all he had left was the letter. 

His curiosity made him impatient. With fast and purposeful steps, he sprinted on the way to his room. What did he feel? Excitement? Dread? An unpleasant mix of both? His room, feeling farther than usual, was the only safe place he could experience whatever it was.

After a lot of walking and almost slipping over someone’s spilled soda (he cursed the shoes those ghosts made him wear. His very own would never fail him like that), he found himself in front of the doors, which slid open, revealing Ortho already inside. 

“You left me there!” Idia huffed. 

“Couples need alone time, brother,” replied his brother, innocently blinking.

“Wh-wha… we’re not a couple!” 

“Hmm? I could’ve sworn the signs were all there...”

A blushing Idia threw off the silly coat those ghosts made him wear and threw it over his desk chair. He sat on the bed, fingers racing to open the envelope. Ortho watched with great interest as two sheets of paper covered in your handwriting slipped out.  

Unfolding the first page, Idia took a deep breath and began reading:

Hey Player 1!

Sorry I couldn’t make it tonight last night. Maybe you can show me your new manga tomorrow? I know how excited you are about it.  I’m writing this while Grim’s asleep. He’ll never let me hear the end of it otherwise. 

I figured that this would be the best way to communicate my thoughts and feelings. This way, you won’t feel pressured to respond immediately. You can open and read it whenever you’re ready, in the safety of your room. I know it’s old-fashioned. But to me, a handwritten letter feels more personal—like I’m giving you a piece of myself. So here’s that piece of myself. Please, handle it with care. 

Beware. I’m about to get sentimental and mushy and cheesy and everything you cringe at! I hope you read on, anyway. 

First of all, I want you to know how much I admire you. Right from before we were friends, I was impressed by your intelligence and knowledge with technology. I’ve seen nothing like it back home. I always wondered why you hide yourself and those talents away. My curiosity drove me to want to get to know you. I’m glad I did. 

You were closed off. To you, I was just another normie. Do you remember? Your dismissal annoyed me, so I challenged you to a 1v1 match. I thought I was good, but you crushed me. I guess that’s where it started: our friendship… and something else. Soon, I found more and more reasons to admire you. Honestly, I find more with each passing day. 

I should have known, right from when songs started to make me think of you, that I was falling. I started to see you as, well, more than a friend. Your quick mind, your expressive hair, your soothing voice, your precious grin… your voice when you talk about things you love, your love of cats, and your candy, and your cold hands… Okay, I think you get the point.  But if you have time, I could go on forever. 

There’s something different in your eyes when you truly care. You say you’re bad at being sentimental and feel-y, but that’s okay! We express love differently. I see your love pour out in the way you perfect every detail on Ortho’s modifications, anyway. I’m sure he knows how much you love him. 

I want you to know how special you are to me. You’re so amazing, Idia. I wish you knew that. I want you to know that. 

I know it’s hopeless. You’re the young master to a noble house. I’m just… me. A homeless, magicless foreigner with nothing to my name. Nothing to offer but my feelings (and my superb gaming skills of course). I’m not asking nor expecting to be your special someone. But hey, I can be a top-tier teammate. A worthwhile BG opponent. A movie buddy. And most importantly—a friend. 

Our time together has always been a highlight of my difficult stay in NRC. The times we hung out in your room were my refuge from the outside world’s demands. Somewhere I was untouchable and safe from harm. Safe from demeaning remarks. Even if you never get back to this letter and decide you never want to see me again, I will always treasure the matches we played, the movies we watched, the candy we shared, and the memes we laughed over.

That’s all of it, really. Please don’t sleep too late. Watch your sugar intake. Listen to Ortho. Take care of yourself. 

Oh, and enjoy your new manga. 

Your best raid teammate, 

Player 2

Wide amber yellow eyes glistened as they repeatedly flitted over the words. A shaky thumb caressed the smudged ink from where a fallen teardrop marked the paper. Burning different shades at once, fire-hair slowly released itself from the tie it was forced into. Now free, it swathed Idia’s back in warmth like it should.

“Th-This can’t be real!” he sputters as he waved your letter around like he was fanning a bonfire. In a way, he was. 

However, Idia knew his hair wasn’t the only thing that kept him warm. He stared at the letter and it stared back. But no matter how many times he blinked, the words remained the same. You felt the same. 

“What have I done to unlock this route?” Idia clutched the letter to his chest, but noticed he was wrinkling it. “Nooo!” He quickly smoothed it over again. 

“They… they like-like me!” Saying it out loud made it more real. It was a fact! It was true all this time! Thinking of everything you did tonight: rescuing him like a true hero, running after him because you couldn’t keep your feelings secret for much longer… he couldn’t stop himself from swooning. 

“Like-like… did you mean love?”

“L-love?” Idia exclaimed. He suddenly felt dizzy, so he fell back onto his bed and talked to the ceiling. “It’s too early for that word!” 

But he knew the effect which that word had on him didn’t go unnoticed by Ortho. Well, at least he knew now that Idia wasn’t suffering from an illness. Can love be considered an illness? Idia recalls a documentary that said it was. Back then, he ate that up. Love made people do crazy things, after all. 

But ‘illness’ wasn’t an apt word to describe this dizzying happiness surging through him, was it? It was way too wonderful for a word like that.

“I’m so glad the Prefect finally confessed!” Ortho bounced happily, reflecting his brother’s joy. “I knew they would do it soon!” 

Mouth hanging open, Idia looked at his brother. “Wait… you knew?”

“I’ve known for a while,” Ortho giggled. “Vitals can’t keep secrets!” 

***

Contrary to plan, Idia didn’t touch his video games, nor gorge on candy, nor cry himself to sleep. Instead, he replayed the night’s events in his head over and over like a song he couldn’t get enough of. It had been two hours and thirty-five minutes since he read your letter. Two hours and thirty-five minutes since his world was turned upside down. In his reflection on the dark screen of his off tablet, he almost looked different. He saw someone who was admired. Wanted. Loved. 

Was that what you saw whenever you looked at him?

Ortho told him what the next move was: asking you out. He was scared. You might have changed his view of himself a bit, but that didn’t mean he was suddenly ready to go the distance and conquer the world, or whatever those overenthusiastic extroverts say. The night was still too much, and maybe he still needed those three weeks of being a complete hermit. 

Okay. Maybe with your help, I'll get there little by little. 

Perhaps you could watch a movie in his room... Would you be okay with that? You always hung out with him in there. But what if you wanted to do something outside? Eh, maybe it all didn’t matter, as long as you were together. 

When he put on his headphones, he knew which song to choose right away. There was one forgotten song in his music library that he couldn’t bring himself to delete. A love song. It wasn’t a bad one, because Idia would never keep a bad song in his music library. It’s just that the lyrics  were too happy—its singer so blissfully in love that it amplified the loneliness that had always been there.

Now playing: “Immortal Flowers” — SERPINA

This time, it’ll be different. Tonight, he puts it on repeat. He listens to it with a head for once clear of uncertainties. Instead, he thinks of fluffy otome scenarios. 

That date idea would have to wait. For now, he’ll imagine and dream of you, with your warm smile and open arms—skin basking in the glow of blue fire light. 

THE END. 

~

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4)

There you have it! Thank you for reading. I had fun writing this 4-part series. Would love to hear some feedback! 

Btw, the title of the song Idia listens to at the end comes from “Conversations with Persephone” by Nikita Gill. “What Hades gave me was a crown made for the immortal flowers in my bones.” 

[qingxintea]

heartbreak avenue (3) || albedo x reader

heartbreak avenue (1) heartbreak avenue (2) -- tell me how, do you do this thing called living? when theres nothing more to gain. gn reader -- ignore the link below idk how tf to hyperlink on mobile but that’s ur part 4 ig

damn. imagine missing mond so much that you visit just for the vibes and accidentally become a one time vigilante for dominating over a couple abyss mages

how oddly specific!

you moment.

TO BE FAIR, you didn't mean to and also ur just strong with that 245% crit damage ugh yeah yeah get it ig

it was night time, like, idk 1am and you were in this cloak because idk look swaggy and comfortable

abyss mage went ŏ̸̡̡̹̘͉̫̬̬̭̘̙̝͐͒̆̈́̒̿̄́͠͝ǒ̸̧̺͕̣̬̝̱͈̭̭̻̮̈̏̔͆̑̀̍ǫ̵̡̜̲̭̠̤̰̹͍̣͎̤̈́̓̍͠ḩ̴̡͍̣̹̯̭̩̮̣̩̭́̔̀̍͊̂͒́̆͘͜͝͝ȃ̷̧̡̢̡̨̛̪͓̤̜͕̳̦̼͊̏̃͆̓̈́̈́̽̈́͌͐̋̚ͅh̸̡̩͍̟͕̥͚̰̰̟̮̖̪̉̈́͛͂̍̾a̸̧̢͕̙̞̳̩͈̲͉͕̒̆̎̐̎̍̀͊͘̚͝h̸̡̼͓̝͕̫̤̰̱̬̣̗͚̙̀͜ and you were like "lmao shut up"

and like it did! because you made it shut up and also mans diluc was watching in his dark knight hero thingy

of course you noticed his presence from the beginning, you just wanted to piss him off and act like he wasn't there at all

you walked. straight past him like he was actually on the bridge in the middle and you just w al ked .

i mean ofc he gonna say something. and he did. dude said "who r u"

stared at him directly in the eye and said "the embryo made of chewed bubblegum."

he stared. sh o ck ed . what were you even saying

"jk im a resident of mondstadt, visiting from my liyue trip."

"and how do i know you arent lying?"

you sighed and grabbed your dendro vision, letting him look at the frame. "its incased in a mondstadt styled frame." after a few seconds, you put it back. "if that is all, i'll be going."

"k"

"literally fuck off" you responded and walked inside.

sometimes you forget how rude mondstadt people are lmao loser.

ok so like this donna girl really went up to you like "JFKLSJFLKSDJFL NUMBER ??? HELLO ?? UMM THE WAY YOU SAVED MONDSTADT RLKDFFC" and you resisted every urge to flip her off on the spot.

you just stayed and let her talk, smiling through all of it. your hood was still on but it was quite windy s ooo

its been ten minutes. girl please let us go. you were literally begging for anyone to cut in because ur too nice (or unbothered) to tell her to shut up even though you totally went off on diluc aadahahhshdf

and someone did! not the one you expected though.

"good evening donna, and... oh? who would you be?"

ALBEDO LMAO GET STICKBUGGED? ? ? ?? AH a hjfkahfjah . im so funny .

guys i meant that ironically please

anyway

you got even more uncomfortable lmao and you just looked at him and smiled. what do you respond? "no one of importance."

he heard your voice, saw your eyes and it registered. it was you...

or was that what he wanted to believe?

cause this whole time hes been waiting for you, only using experiments as a thing to pass time. it got... a little more lonelier, because nothing could replace you.

he decided to not believe it. because 1) you knew well they welcomed you with open arms, so there would be no need to hide yourself

(which is also proof of how much the whole situation fucked up your thinking)

a second of silence before he continues on the conversation with normal evening meeting stuff things idk

then ur like "ahhshaaajk i must be taking my leave now for matters i will not disclose ahaha skidoosh"

skidoosh

so you go to the big venti statue next to the cathedral and just stand. stare. yikes

no ones out right now and theres nothing to do. but you remember this place because its where the both of yall would eat together whenever he had free time (which wasnt that often, but he still made the effort)

you look up to the sky, counting all the stars like you used to.

no ones gonna know that you're here, you decided on that. you only visited because you simply missed it, but after this, you were going back to liyue.

no ones gonna know. because no one needs to know. no one needs to know that you were here. that would only cause more trouble to the situation you tried to avoid

albedo ends up catching up to you later, still having some spark of hope left that it really was you

i mean lowkey there isnt really anything saying it wasnt. he wanted to believe that he was just overthinking when he thought it really wasnt you

like you look the same. sound the same. its just the reasoning of you coming here, but he can push that aside

"(y/n)."

you flinch but didnt react with anything else. he doesnt need to know that its you.

"(y/n)?"

you turn around to meet his eyes as he was approaching you. slightly distancing yourself another inch away as you were not used to the proximity, you responded, "i'm afraid i'm not the one you're looking for."

albedo stops for a moment, and was about to apologize,, but then

yknow that wind i mentioned earlier? like right after donna started bothering you

yeah that same wind blew ur hood off! lmao L

okay time to get serious !

you stay composed and sighed, your breath visible in the cold air.

so your features are exposed, and its so obviously you, like theres literally no way it cannot be you

"it really is you..." he doesnt understand why youre not admitting to it. "(y/n), please.."

you shake your head and walk away but mans grabs your wrist gently

"(y/n), whats wr-" he starts, but youre quick to respond

"im not (y/n)." you flat out said it and looked right into his eyes. and you swear there were small tears even if he was deemed nonchalant.

he doesnt understand, its your physical features, and your same energy, there is no other person that completely matches it.

he pulls you closer to examine this black smudge on your hand, a small yelp of surprise coming from you.

"this is... ink," he studied the properties of the substance. "you responded to my letter a day ago. (y/n)... i know by now. there's no reason to hide it."

you step away, freeing your hand from his grasp. your voice broke, tears forming in the corners of your eyes. "i'm not... i'm not (y/n). i never will be. i'll never be so vulnerable again, i'll never be so naive again, i'll never be so lonely again, i will never ever be anything like they were again."

your vision blurred, but you werent oblivious to the tears streaming down his face as well. reaching to brush them away, you paused and let it drop to his shoulder instead.

"albedo. i... the (y/n) you knew... they're gone now. and if i could revert back to them any time, i would, i swear, but... i'm al-... they..." you buried your head in your hands. "i'm broken. to the point that i refuse to identify as the (y/n) you know me by."

doesnt know what to say, so he almost pulls you into a hug before you move out of the way. something you never did.

"don't... please. it never works out in the end." you shake your head, facing the other way. "for me at least."

"..we could work together, no?" he tried, still oblivious about your feelings towards him.

"only if you're willing to cross your moral boundaries," you looked back and tilted your head. taking a deep breath, you continued, "but you know that neither of us are willing to do that."

he couldn't say anything, because as much as he hated to admit something for once, you were right about that. at this point, he would've thought that literally any extent would've been fine to reach to bring you back.

yet in multiple situations where he's doubted himself before, theres always a line he will never cross.

"...i wish you the best. treat her well because i worked hard." you walked away without him stopping you this time. i worked hard. not we worked hard.

even if you had honestly felt that way, there was no chance the old you wouldve actually voiced that.

and so he watched you slip from his grasp again, only this time, he stopped himself from holding you back from his own will.

yet he swears- the next time he meets you again, he will bring you back.

[r0zyp0zy0zy]

✾K.E.- Dirty Secret☼✶

Masterlist

Words: 2400

Warnings: oral, masterbation, accidental voyeurism, body worship, Kiri just lusting over you

Pairing: Kirishima Eijiro x FEM!reader

Summary: Kirishima has a dirty secret, and you accidentally find out what it is

Here you are! Hope you like it :) {also I’m posting this on mobile so I hope the formatting isn’t too weird}

===NSFW UNDER THE CUT===

Kirishima Eijiro didn't have very many dirty secrets he didn't tell you about, but this one was a dirty, dirty secret. You, under any and all circumstances, could not know about this particular secret. Period. He felt so ashamed and unmanly about it that he couldn't even tell Bakugo about it.

Kirishima knew you since the first year of UA, and he had taken a liking to you quite quickly. He only realized that he fell hard for you when you nearly got kidnapped along with Bakugo when the LOV attacked at the training camp. That wasn't the main secret, but another secret he was keeping from you nonetheless. Hormones are such a bitch sometimes, and his boy brain, riddled with depression and anxiety, had come to realize that you were very sexually appealing to him. It was actually kinda sad when the soft moans of your name left his lips every other night, but he couldn't help it.

You were just so damn attractive.

Immediately after his sessions, post orgasm clarity haunted his thoughts. He felt so bad about it, and sometimes when the guilt was too much he had to take away his own masturbation rights for a week. He would also give you little (apology) gifts so he wouldn't feel as bad. But he couldn't stop. He tried, he really did, to watch porn. He even matched the actress to your looks! But it didn't work. The horny monsters in his brain weren't fooled.

Being in the dorms was a bit of a hassle. The walls were thin, noise outside his room was eminent, and people tended to barge in whenever they pleased. So it was rare that he would reach down his pants unless it was in the middle of the night when no one was to disturb him. But today, most of the guys were out to the gym (Kirishima liked to call them gym dates, but Bakugo didn't like that all too much), and the corridor outside his room was void of loud noises. He had flaked because he was desperately hard due to his past week of guilt, and he needed relief as soon as he was able.

"Fuck," Kirishima mumbled as he cupped his groin. He pulled up your most recent Instagram post on his phone, and bit his lip.

It didn't matter if you were doing anything suggestive in your photo, because just seeing your face was enough. But holy, this picture was speaking to him on another wavelength. You were on your balcony (the caption was some shit about missing being home), and the sun shone off of your hair. He always loved it when you posted full body photos, or at least his dick did. He swiped through your post, a long whistle leaving his lips when he came across a picture with your tongue out.

Kirishima popped the button on his shorts and dragged down the zipper, giving him some breathing room. He slid down his boxers along with his shorts, letting them pool at his ankles. His cock twitched, drooling clear pre-cum. He wasted no time collecting it on his finger, and he spread it across his glans. A low groan escaped his lips as he impatiently rutted his hips upwards, sending a shiver down his spine.

He scrolled to the next photo, and he choked on a gasp. You were in a two-piece bathing suit, (a rare sight for him), and your hips were accentuated by the high waisted bottoms. Your bikini top was tiny, and your back was arched in a laugh. He quickly screenshotted it, scared that you might archive the post at any moment. He was getting into a nice rhythm, and he balanced his phone on his bedpost. His feet were still tangled with his shorts when he leaned down and rutted against his comforter. His shoulders were touching his mattress and his knees were planted, ass slightly lifted, giving himself enough room to grip his cock in his hand.

"God, fuck, you're so beautiful," he moaned, flicking his wrist. Kirishima didn't process the door opening and he continued to thrust into his hand, letting a guttural moan slip past his lips. He buried his nose into his pillow, and scrunched his eyes shut. "Shit, y/n. Juuust like that, baby."

"K-Kirishima-?" You stuttered, stood frozen at his door with a container of cookies in your hands.

His eyes immediately shot open, connecting with yours in an uncomfortable stare. He swore under his breath, and fumbled to shuffle his quilt around himself, dropping his phone on the floor in the process.

"I— uhm. I just—," Kirishima panicked, reaching for his phone, which was facing up. He prayed to every god that you hadn't seen your face on his screen, and he shut off his phone as quickly as he could. "I'm not a pervert I swear!!"

You laid down the cookies on his desk, and closed the door behind you. "Were you— were you doing what I thought you were doing?"

"D-depends..." he stuttered, "er— yes. I was uh, jerking off..."

"Not that part," you mumbled. "I meant like.. what you were looking at on your phone." Your face was just as flushed as his, and you couldn't believe that you forgot to knock before coming into your crush's room.

Kirishima's face paled in fear, and he scrambled to explain himself, "sorry! I am so sorry, y/n. That was so unmanly of me, a-and I know I don't have the— I know that I can't— I just, ugh. I'm so disgusting for that, and you can hit me as hard as you want. I don't deserve to be a hero—."

"Woah, woah, take a deep breath, Kiri-kun!" you waved your hands at him. "Calm down, don't panic. I'm not gonna run away."

He felt tears wetting his eyelashes, and he took a breath like you said. He realized that he was shaking in embarrassment and fear. He pulled his fingers through his hair and took a few more deep breaths, keeping his eyes glued to the floor.

"I- I just-," Kirishima collected himself, "yes. It's exactly what you think. I get that you probably hate me and everything now—."

"Hey, hey," you interrupted, clamping a hand over his mouth before you could think. "I don't hate you, Kiri. Far from it, actually. I'm honoured that you think I'm attractive enough to, y'know..." you pulled your hand away from his face, and he looked up at you in disbelief and hope.

"T-that was still gross of me..." Kirishima dragged.

"Not really. Well— ok, if it was anyone else it would've been weird," you flushed.

Kirishima looked up at you with round eyes, wishing that meant you liked him back. He couldn't help but steal glances at your lips, and he got reminded that yes, he was in fact still hard. His dick twitched as he thought of you leaning forward and kissing him, straddling his lap.

"I can't think straight right now," Kirishima breathed, imagining you in your bikini in front of him. Oh how he'd run his hands down the sides of your beautiful body...

"That's ok, I wouldn't expect you to," you assured, not really knowing what to do with yourself in this moment. In all honesty, you swelled with pride at the fact that Kirishima, your crush, liked you back. In your Instagram post, you had snuck the last picture in just for him, (even if he didn't know it). You were feeling confident in the photo, and courage ran through your veins.

"How long?" You asked, kneeling in front of Kirishima to lock eyes with him.

"—wha..?" Kiri shook his head to clear away his daydream, blushing hard when he realized your position.

"How long have you been... jerking off to me?" You asked again shyly.

Kirishima choked on his spit, not expecting your question, "uh, probably around the training camp a couple years back..." he said bashfully. He didn't want to mention the part where he saw you in just a towel when he was trying to drag Mineta from the girls' bathing rooms.

"That long, huh?" You giggled nervously. "C-can you show me what you do when you think about me?"

Kirishima's eyebrows shot up into his hairline, and his piercing red eyes locked onto your e/c ones. He nodded shakily, slowly peeling away his blanket. He looked away in embarrassment as he gripped his leaking cock and pumped his length a few times, swallowing his moans. He glanced back over to you through his bangs, and his breath hitched when he saw that your shirt was off. Your bra was mediocre; just a casual black. Kirishima wanted to know if you matched your panties with them, and he squeaked out a groan.

"T-this is ok, right?" You questioned sheepishly, trying not to make direct eye contact with his pretty cock.

"Fuck yeah," the red head whispered, grazing his eyes over your exposed skin. His wandering eyes made you cower a little, and you questioned your bravery.

You slid your hands around your stomach in a movement that was supposed to be unnoticeable, but Kiri grabbed your forearms to pull them away.

"S-sorry!" He panicked, "I just— don't want you to feel embarrassed in front of me. Here, is it ok if we switch positions?"

He smiled once you nodded, and he helped you onto his bed. His cheeks hurt from smiling, but he couldn't stop. He was now sat between your legs, and he gently pulled them apart.

"It's only fair if you get naked too, right?" Kirishima's lip quirked as he ran his hands along your thighs. He slid off your pants/skirt once you agreed, and he gulped anxiously. He had never been this close to you before, and it was nerve wracking. You were so much more gorgeous up close.

Kirishima scooted closer to your pelvis, and he tried to ignore his twitching cock. He focused on leaning up, and he gave you a sweet peck on the lips. You smiled shyly and leaned in again for another, and this time he needily sucked on your lower lip. His hands snaked around to your back, and fiddled with your bra clasp. He didn't want to tear his lips from yours, but he desperately wanted your bra off. Kirishima jumped a bit when he felt your hands on his, and he was about to pull away and apologize. Instead of swatting him away, you gripped the clasp and undid it yourself. He pulled away from the kiss only to watch you teasingly slip the bra straps off of your shoulders. When the piece of clothing hit the floor, he let you guide his big hands to your breasts. He gently squeezed, experimenting with his movements.

Kirishima loved the way you moaned gently at his touch, smiling and biting his lip, "you're so, so beautiful, y/n-chan. I can't believe this is happening..."

"Kiri," you whimpered, "do you really think so?"

"Of course!" He smiled up at you, "even when I just thought of you as a friend a few years ago. But being up close like this, you're even more pretty."

You smiled shakily at Kirishima, and put your hands over his. He leaned closer to kiss you again, finding peace with your lips. His cock jumped, reminding him that he was staining his blanket with pre-cum.

"Fuck, y/n, can I taste you? You smell so good," he growled, looking up at you while fiddling with your underwear. Kiri's cheeks were flushed adorably, and his teeth gently bit his lower lip.

"Please Kiri," you whispered, spreading your legs a little more.

"Call me Eijiro," he said gruffly, pulling down your panties as fast as he could without hurting you. "Please."

"Shit, Eijiro," you gasped as he leaned you back, gliding his fingers over your folds. He gave you a soft kiss before going back down and licking a stripe up your heat, flicking your clit a few times.

"Goddamn you taste so much better than I imagined, babe," he grinned up at you, sliding one of his fingers inside of your flower. He added another one quickly after, enjoying your pleased moans immensely. He suckled on your clit harshly, burring his face deeper between your legs.

"E-eiji," you whimpered, gripping the roots of his hair tightly, pulling him closer as you desperately ground your pelvis against his tongue. Your face was buzzing with warmth, and your mouth couldn't be kept shut. "Please, please that feels so good~."

"Yeah, you like that, babe?" Eijiro grumbled, "does my beautiful girl feel good because of this tongue? Yeah, fuck y/n you taste so good," he growled against your pussy, fingers still shoving in and out of your sopping hole, "god, your noises sound so fucking cute."

"Hah~," you cried loudly, legs shaking and clenching as Kiri ravished your cunt. "E-eij-Eijiro! Oh shit, Eiji I'm so c-close!"

"Mmmph," he growled louder. "Come on, babe, you can do it, cum around my fingers whenever you're ready. Fuck you're so beautiful like this."

You sobbed out his name again, blubbering 'please' and 'more' until he couldn't understand a word you were saying. "Ooh, fuckfuckfuckkk, please Eiji I'm gonna— I'm so— hah- so close!"

His head span in a rush of hormones, and he moaned harshly against your clit, pulling you over the edge with another cry leaving your lips. His slurps got quieter, and he slowed to a stop, beaming ear-to-ear at the obvious pleasure he caused you. "Holy shit, y/n. You ok? Was that good?"

"Yesss~," you groaned, limp against his mattress. "I don't think I'm gonna be able to walk for the next few hours."

"Well good thing I'm here to take care of you," Kiri leaned over you to kiss your lips, and helped you sit up. He offered you some water from his bottle, guiding your shaky hands to the cup.

"That was the best orgasm I've ever had, I swear," you sighed contently. "Give me a few and I'll help you out."

"Uh, I kinda already... dealt with it," Kirishima blushed, and you looked down to see his crumbled quilt with a puddle of semen on it. "Sorry.."

"Hm, don't be," you replied nuzzling into him. "I'll return the favour sometime soon."