#wise x harumasa

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Sick Leave

Zenless Zone Zero - Wise x Asaba Harumasa

A/N: To think this is the first thing that I managed to finish after all this time... well, it is what it is, but I think I like it.

Summary: Is 'tickled to death' a good reason to ask for a day off work?

Word count: 1304 words

Wise blinked in confusion, still trying to process the absurdity - or reasonability - behind Harumasa’s explanation. He sat back down on top of the other man’s lap; his hands, once poised to strike, now hesitating, clenching at the couch beneath them.

“But-”

“If you really care, proxy, you can’t,” Harumasa insisted, even crossing his arms behind his head before laying back down. “Doctor’s orders,” he added, making Wise pout slightly.

How could such a good, priceless intel be wasted just like this? Be discarded like a spam e-mail or like a troll post on the Inter-Knot? Still, Wise would probably die out of regret if he actually ended up hurting Harumasa because of something like that.

Seeing the upset frown on Wise’s face, a lighthearted chuckle broke the silence between the two men. “I’m sorry ~,” Harumasa cooed and Wise could swear that there was some mockery hidden in those words, “I’m such a disappointment, ain’t I?”

“Don’t say that,” the proxy sighed, shaking his head before his arm on the couch’s backrest, “it’s just hard to believe.” 

Too hard, actually, to the point that Wise could cross his heart and hope to die on it. Asaba Harumasa, elite agent, part of the armed forces under H.A.N.D., member of the Hollow Special Operations Section 6… couldn’t, for medical reasons, be tickled?

Wise heard this absurd merely moments ago. He and Harumasa were watching a movie (yes, cuddling together on the couch, but that’s not important *caham*) and, on the screen, one character tickled the other. A brief, short-lived moment, mostly irrelevant to the plot itself. Still, that scene lingered just enough inside Wise’s mind and sparked a question, the question.

‘Are you ticklish, Harumasa?’ Wise had mumbled with his cheek still pressed on top of Harumasa’s chest, his words barely distinguishable from gibberish. ‘Yes, but don’t do it,’ was the other’s plain, calm answer.

Oh, but why shouldn’t he? Why shouldn’t he tickle Harumasa to tears right there and then?

As if controlled by some sort of bigger, incomprehensible force, Wise felt the need to tickle Harumasa at that exact moment. The agent’s words had barely made it inside WIse’s brain and he could already picture all sorts of scenes - Harumasa laughing, blushing, hiding his giggling face behind his hands…

He had to do it!

The proxy, then, moved his hands - his fingers trailing up both Harumasa’s sides at the same time, lightly grazing and wiggling against his skin through the thin fabric of his shirt - and, seconds later, wise could already feel the grip around his wrists, stopping his hands in their tracks and holding them away from the other man’s body.

“I asked you not to, proxy,” Harumasa repeated sternly, his golden eyes leaving the movie aside to look down at Wise’s face.

“Why? Are you that ticklish, Harumas-”

“Because I will get hurt.”

Maybe it was the dead-serious tone in Harumasa’s voice or the (fake) concern in his eyes when he said that, but Wise’s mind went blank. He expected a plea, an angry facade or even some silly excuse… but ‘get hurt’?

The agent, then, explained that his body couldn’t stand being tickled - not because of its apparent sensitivity - but because of his health’s condition. 

“My lungs are too weak to let me properly breathe while I’m… under such stress, not to mention my heart could literally explode trying to keep up with it!” It did sound serious, a bit convincing, even. 

Wise did think about arguing back, saying how Harumasa could tear all sorts of horrors from the hollows apart effortlessly, and, therefore would be able to stand a bit of tickling, but fighting ethereals and protecting citizens sounded like a much better use for his energy than getting tickled just to please the desires from a single proxy’s heart.

“But what if I am gentle?” Wise suggested, back to present, still trying to find a way into it.

Harumasa’s only answer was a sigh. “That’s not how it works,” he mumbled, softening his tone to add to the dramatic charge of his act, “before we notice, my skin will be covered in bruises, I’ll be coughing like dying man and my heart will be as good as a broken bangboo left-” 

“Okay, okay, I get it…” Wise interrupted, waving a hand close to his chest in the hopes of sparing himself from any other gruesome detail of the consequences of tickling Harumasa. Still, that was starting to sound a bit… too much.

“I’m glad you understood it, proxy,” Harumasa smiled, pushing his body up for a brief moment just to wrap his arms around Wise’s neck and drag him back down with him right after. “I really wish I could experience such a thing, but you know how my life is extra diffi- p-prohoxy?!”

 Before Harumasa’s act could come to an end, a strained chuckle interrupted his line. With widened eyes, he looked down at Wise’s face - inches away from his - as if hoping that the source of the sensation that just crept up his spine was a mere accident.

“Yes?” Wise grinned slightly, his chin resting by the top of Harumasa’s collarbone.

Harumasa could feel his throat closing, the pressure inside his mouth as his teeth gritted, and his muscles tensing up while Wise’s thumbs rubbed into his lower ribs. “I-I thohought you- ahAH - w-would spahare me of suhuch pain!”

“Wrong,” Wise clicked his tongue, feeling encouraged by the reactions he was managing to draw out of the other guy, “[..........].”

It didn’t take more than a couple seconds for Harumasa to understand that Wise managed to see through his act. That whole discourse may have fooled Seth and Soukaku, but it definitely didn’t seem to work on Wise, the agent noted mentally.

“W-Wise, wahahait! I was seheherious! AHah, plehease, let m-me explahahain!” Harumasa whined, one of his hands reaching for Wise’s while the other latched onto Wise’s shoulder, trying to push him away. None of these attempts, however, had the desirable outcome.

Harumasa couldn’t help but smile - genuinely, this time - as Wise’s fingers wiggled and traced his ribs and the sides of his chest, searching for any ticklish spot like a carrot program collecting data from a hollow. “Your body seems to be handling it pretty well, huh?” Wise teased, as cheeky as possible.

“It’s nOHOhot!!” Harumasa whined, kicking his feet on one end of the couch and pressing his head back on the other. “W-Wise, plehehease!! AHAhah! ~”

“Wait, are you ticklish here too?” 

“W-wahait, not thehEHE-”

“...”

[The next day]

“Asaba-kun, you don’t expect me to really approve another leave this week, do you?” Yanagi sighed, looking at the papers her colleague had handed her. “What are these symptoms even supposed to indicate? Cheek and abdominal pain, labored breathing…” 

“Y-you don’t need to read it, vice-captain, just sign it” Harumasa groaned sheepishly, standing next to her desk, “I don’t even need it to be long this time, it’s just so I can get checked and make sure my condition isn’t getting any worse.”

Yanagi looked at him with the corner of her eyes, over the lenses of her glasses. She wasn’t convinced. “Please, vice-captain! It’s been like this since- since yesterday! It’s hurting so bad that I had to put up a battle this morning just to come here and talk to you!”

“...sigh, I hope you already have the compensation for this in mind, Asaba-kun. But, of course, you may go see a doctor.”

“Thank you, vice-captain! You’re the best!” Harumasa cheered, springing back into life as if cured just with the idea of getting a day off. 

He could hear Soukaku asking Yanagi about his leave while he walked out and an unpleased groan coming from the vice-captain, but it didn’t matter. If anything, Wise was the one to blame this time, not him.  

[r0-boat]

🪶 anon here! Can I request headcanons for ZZZ Lighter, Billy, Anton, Ben Bigger, Wise, and Lycaon reacting to being under a mistletoe with his gn crush please?

Oh my God Oh my God I'm so late.

Pretend it's Christmas! just pretend! shut up!!

ZZZ Boys react being under the mistletoe

You smiled and chatted with a little group of your friends, the managers at random play hosted a Christmas party in their parking lot and who are you to decline your best friends! With a few chairs and tables Christmas lights and even a giant projector playing classic Christmas movies it quickly became very lively Even some of the people running the shop next door brought homemade food and treats, and some alcohol. After a drink or two and introducing yourself to a few people, You somehow made your way under a familiar green plant with someone you knew.

Lighter Lorenz

He'll try to act like he wasn't the one who tried so hard to look so casual standing close enough between you and the mistletoe. He'd been trying to get you underneath all night, And now that you're right next to him he had to hold back how much he was smiling as all he did was look up.

"Well, would you look at that... I'm not too familiar with the rules, are you?" The big fat liar said, letting a little curve of a smile grace his freshly moisturized lips from the chapstick he had used earlier. He was already sneaking his arms around your waist pulling you closer to kiss him. You decided to not call him out for his blatant lie as he almost completely took the lead and kissed you.

Billy Kid

He generally thought mistletoe was a myth, a myth that someone like him would never be under a plant like that. He didn't even know that The plant actually was a real life plant until Nicole had to explain to him what he was underneath. And once everything hits him all at once.

Billy.exe stopped working

He doesn't care if he can't feel your soft lips, the fact that you kissed him counts. But damn it was one of those days where he really wish he could feel maybe he should get that skin sensation update. It's expensive but any price he would pay to feel your lips again.

Anton Ivanov

The most chill out of everyone. "Oh I'm just giving you a kiss? Sure!" As he goes in to kiss you. Using the mistletoe as an excuse to kiss you has him fist bumping the air.

Anton is the kind of guy who makes his feelings for you known. He's also so blatant with his feelings that you think he's joking. If it was anywhere else on that mistletoe, he would have kissed them on the cheek or something, but no, for you. He makes sure to kiss you where it counts. He'll even ask "do you want more?"please say yes he would like that.

Ben Bigger

Poor bear he's practically shaking. Despite being twice your size He scared that he might hurt you or nip you on accident with his sharp teeth. "You don't have to if you don't want to... You can just kiss me right here." He says with a smile His claw pointing to his cheek. He could never accept a kiss from your lips. It's not the right time!

He'll make sure to bend to your height. His eyes closed, bracing for your soft lips. He could hear his heart pounding so loud that it drowned out everyone else. He hopes no one is looking. He might die from embarrassment or cardiac arrest, whichever one comes first.

You surprise him by touching his cute face and kissing his little nose. He hopes that you can't see his blushing face through his brown fur, but he's not helping to hide how he feels with his paws covering his face.

Wise

Damn it! He told his sister not to hang up that thing! And when trying to take it down you just so happen to bump into him. His eyes went wide as his heart jumped in his throat instantly forgetting what he was doing. His voice cracks as you point out the mistletoe that he's trying to reach for.

"Y-yeah That's there... Um... So listen you don't have to if you-" You were done hearing it as you kissed him on the lips. Thanking his self-restraint that day for swallowing his internal screaming. But he couldn't do much to hide the blush on his face as he smiled. "Forward aren't you... Save some for me." Four words that he will be regretting for the rest of his life.

Fine, the mistletoe can stay... For now, he'll have to thank his sister later.

Von Lycaon

To him a mistletoe is childish, Even as a younger pup He thought it was a little stupid. But with that bright smile on your face how could he refuse. Why spoil your fun? You look so happy to see him and you're cute face always makes his tail wag.

"where would you like my lips to lay?" He asks. When you appoint to your lips his eyebrows flick up for just a second before his smile widens. "Who am I to turn down such a request." He can't help but give you a little extra pressing his nose against your hand before moving to kiss your lips. Now he definitely understands the appeal of mistletoe.

Asaba Harumasa

He would probably take the mistletoe that is tied to the ceiling and bring it over to you. He taps your shoulder and jiggles it in his hand with a smug smile. He will regret this for the rest of his life, but who cares? He has a little alcohol in his system, and you're right there. His heart could burst when he felt your lips against his. He wanted more so badly. He tried to pull you in closer. His eyes were half-lit as if he were under a spell.

He had to stop himself from going in for another kiss. Your lips were so perfect. He wished he could do more than a quick peck, but with people watching, he couldn't just slip his tongue in your mouth.

[postmoe]

Can you do a Yandere ZZZ men getting rejected. like the genshin version same reason that they just weren't their type and misunderstood. Also I saw this art about Seth older brother.

https://x.com/yougei_/status/1872198958057169238

omg pls if Seth's brother isn't something cool like that. They bring him up slightly in Harumasamasa story and I was so O.O tell me more.

Happy new year everyone! Welcome 01/01/2025!

Wise, Ben, Billy, Anton, Seth, Lycaon, Lighter, Harumasamasa - drugging, fighting, suggestive themes, I think i made it pretty gn so it could go either way, knocking out.

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Wise:

It takes a lot of courage for someone introverted like him to speak up about his feelings. He goes through all the possible scenarios before even bringing this up, deciding that if he's going to be true than he will shoot his shot in person and not message you the dozens of deleted texts he had initially typed.

That's why when you say 'no', it's very disheartening but he's not all that scared about the consequences.

"The city is a terrible place, you know? Generic crime is the least of its worries, not when corruption is rampant in every security and business corporation that exists."

You're not really listening to his rambles, shoulders shaking as you cry through the gag in your mouth, saliva ripping down your chin. Your arms are tied tightly behind you, around the back of the chair you're sitting on and preventing you from moving freely. When Wise finally removes the blindfold from your eyes, the room around you is blurred by your constant tears. He has the generosity to wipe them for you, seeing your a concrete room with a few necessities. A bed in the corner, a small couch, a television with some movie tapes (nothing too scary), a small, wooden coffee table. You see a mini fridge ahead and the bottom of a staircase. There's no windows, though a mirror behind a plastic sheathe in front of you shows a room behind you with a toilet and possibly a shower.

Despite your spit coating your face and the hyperventilation through your nose, he tenderly cups your chin and kisses the corner of your mouth, almost shyly if it weren't for the heated glint in your eyes, "Humans can adjust to anything, with time. Don't worry, you know I'll always keep you safe, with or without your consent."

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Billy:

"What do you mean?! It's because I'm a robot, isn't it? That's low, starlight, suuuper, suuuuuuper low."

You shake your head, smiling innocently with your hands up to indicate that that's not the case at all. "Billy, you're one of the most charming people I know-"

"- Then date me! C'mon, I promise I'll be the perfect partner for you. I'm your knight in shining armour, after all! Literally," he taps against his chest to make a 'ding ting!' sound.

You refuse the laugh that bubbles up, thinking back to all the times he has 'coincidentally' been there when you needed it most. "Yeah, about that... I wanted to talk to you..." How do you say this? 'Billy, be honest, have you been stalking me?' It is probably best to just be out with it, "Have you been following me, Billy? It's kind of weird that we keep running into each other all the time, especially whenever you seem to think I'm 'in danger'." Which could literally be you mis stepping and having him rush over to you in worry from seemingly nowhere.

As a robot, you'd think one of the better things he was capable at was lying. However, the animated nature of his gives him away too easily. He knows that all too well, deciding it was easier to just come out with the truth. Billy nervously rubs the back of his neck, "Ah, Anby said it would come across as creepy... But, you have to understand from my perspective, starlight! You're made of breakable materials. Flesh, bones, muscles, meat, it's all something that can be so easily taken advantage of."

With a sigh, you shake your head, hoping to get through to him since he obviously has the wrong idea about your species, "No, we're not that fragile. Humans-"

"-No, but, see, you are!" He's too into it now, grasping your wrist with little effort. You step back in shock, wincing at the pain, asking him to let go but he doesn't. Billy's voice is softer, the yellow lights of his eyes narrowing in on the pained expression your face so easily portrays, "I'm not even using a lot of pressure here. If you listen closely, you can hear the splitting of your bone. No, seriously! Put your ear to it," he holds up your wrist when you start to cry, looking around desperately for anyone nearby. It's late, not even a bangboo in sight.

With a loud 'snap!', your voice chokes and your crumple to your knees, except Billy doesn't let you fall to the ground. He picks you up in his arms and holds you to his cool, metal chest. He's cooing over you as you cry and cradle your wrist. You look up with such a hurtful expression, "W-Why did you do that? I need a hospital."

As if something clicks, he quickly changes mode and started fretting, holding you tighter, "Oh, shoot! Dammnit, starlight, why'd'ya make me do that? I didn't mean to go that far. Hah... Come on, let's get you home and fix you up. No more late night escapades, 'kay?"

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Ben:

The guilt riding him when he takes you is immeasurable... He knows it's for the best. Statistically speaking, you're more likely to get hurt without him around to protect you. It's just unfortunate it had to go this route.

At the moment you were in a cage in the corner of his home office, shaking with anger and cold as he had stripped most of your clothes in punishment, your arms restrained behind your back and a blindfold to keep you more sensitive. He checks the time on the corner of his computer; it's only been 20 minutes.

Once you rejected him, he had seemed to take it in stride. It wasn't meant to be, sometimes you see a juicy fish just too late and miss it, he had to move on.

But he couldn't.

Your fiery attitude and boisterous laughter filled the calm void inside him. You are everything to him.

So one night, when he's walking down the street to clear his mind, he sees you getting off work late. When salmon travel upstream to go home, it's the bear's job to catch it. Or, something like that. With the way his mouth salivates and his body jitters in excitement, he can't help but compare you to a delicious meal, even if he doesn't want to devour you - in that sense.

Once you wake up, you fight, of course you do. He doesn't necessarily blame you for it, but, bad behaviour needs to be punished. It's when you tried to bite through his thick fur did he snap. Intentionally hurting someone is a no-go. Though, it is your first offence. Another ten or fifteen minutes and he'll let you out.

"I don't want to keep you trapped here forever. I'd like if we could go out together, too. We just need to be civil about this," he states, hoping to appeal to you with calm incitements.

Instead, you grit your chattering teeth and curse, "Fffff-uck yo-ou."

His shoulders sag, his frown deepening as he turns back to his monitor to continue working.

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Anton:

He and his bro had spent countless hours rehearsing and none of the answers to come out were negative. So, how is it that you say anything but a resounding YES?

"I dunno," you say, shyly rubbing your arm as you avert your eyes, "I just always thought I was one of the guys. Whenever you introduced us it was always 'Anton and his two bros'."

His jaw goes slack as his brain catches up. It takes a moment of cogs turning and mathematical calculations as every moment he's ever 'friend-zone'd you comes flashing in his mind. Then, he bursts out laughing, his large hand coming to land on your shoulder, "Dude, no way! Okay, I can see where you might think that." In a completely different display of affection, one you haven't exactly experienced from a man like Anton, he runs his hand down your arm and catches your own hand in his, collecting your other as well to intertwine his fingers and hold you close. He swallows the lump in his throat, as though saying it a second time is harder than the first, - though in his defense, he and his bro had concluded that you would say yes after the first confession, this wasn't in the script. "I really do like you, (Y/n). A lot. I'd do anything for you."

Anton truly is one of the sweetest people you know. However, "I'm sorry, Anton. I think our lifestyles are just too different to begin with. But hey! I'll always be your bro!"

It's getting awkward, and you have to tug a few times before he lets go. With a small farewell, you turn on your heel to leave and give you both some time to think. He will be okay, Anton always bounces back, no problem!

Except, he doesn't. In another turn of events for someone like him, he zeroes in on a nerve near the back of your neck and hits it hard. Immediately, you collapse into his arms, unconscious.

The drill on his hip shifts from the adjustment he has to make to carry you, causing him to look down before averting his gaze with a guilty conscience, "What? Don't look at me like that, they were getting away! Besides," the smile of his is unparalleled as he stares at your sleeping face, "We just need to show them their place with us; they'll come around."

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Seth:

He knows it's wrong, it's so wrong. The stalking. The lying. The manipulation. Saying something as, "Wow! What a coincidence, I didn't expect to see you here, (Y/n)." is enough to make his heart hurt with deceit. You deserve better, you deserve the word.

But you just won't listen.

You run down any empty alley to help someone who calls for help and have been scammed and attacked four times this month because of it. Yes, he knows he does it too, but, he has the skills to deal with it! It also means your money gets stolen easily and you're left with cup noodles every night for a week because you can't afford a proper meal. Not to mention your sleep schedule taking a toll because you refuse to close up shop if a customer is taking their time because you don't want to 'hurt their feelings'. Or what about that cat bite that struggled to heal because-

Seth takes a deep breath, calming his racing and distraught thoughts. His superior Zhu Yuan said it herself, "If someone I love kept putting themselves in danger, then I'd step in, no questions."

He's offered countless times to handle things, to get you to call him in any sort of emergency, and wishes so badly that you would accept his feelings rather than saying something stupid like you'd get in the way of his goals.

Why is he so scummy?

The sound of the lock to your shop is loud in the empty street. It's 11pm, you usually shut at 9 tonight. You're so tired and unconcerned that you don't even jump at his presence when you finally turn around. Your parted lips spread into a smile, tired eyes crinkling as you greet him, "Officer Seth! What a lovely surprise, are you out patrolling?" When you step forward, you notice that he's hunched in on himself, a prominent frown on his usually cheerful face, ears back and looking solemn. You come even closer, unaware of any possible signals he could be giving you to stay away, "Seth? Are you okay, what's happening?"

Instead of saying anything directly, he just walks forward until his body meets yours, collapsing into you for a hug. You let him melt in your embrace, hands coming up to rub his back gently and pet the soft tufts of his hair, murmuring how you're there for him. He has to stop his hand from shaking when he holds up the injection pen, calmly moving your hair away from your neck as though he was simply returning the favour of comfort. "I'm sorry," he mumbles into your skin, his own tired eyes closing to shut out the world, allowing it to be only him and you, "It'll only get worse if I do nothing, and it's already so bad now."

You don't have time to ask him what he means, the sudden pressure in your neck causing you to yelp. The sting comes after the shock, you try to pull away but he doesn't let you move, only continuing to squeeze you against him as your legs buckle and go numb. "Seth...?" You whisper his name, looking up with such a worried expression that he can't help but smile softly.

"No, dummy," he lifts you up when your arms go paralysed next, walking in the direction of his car, "You're supposed to scream for help when something happens."

Your lips wobble as you begin to cry, unsure of what your dear friend is planning by doing something like this. His car comes into view and you shift your head against his chest, voice weak, "Help."

"Shh," he hushes you, savouring your warmth in the quiet night, "It's too late for any of that now. You'll be safe with me."

For weeks he had been dealing with this dark, malicious substance oozing through his veins at the prospect of doing something so criminal. Now, though? Now, as he holds you and feels you and sees you in front of his, he feels like everything is suddenly right with the world. He must've been overthinking everything like usual.

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Lycaon:

You shouldn't be so surprised to see that Lycaon has such a nice apartment. His job isn't exactly middle class and he rarely spends money outside of his fur upkeep products.

Still, as you sit the wet umbrella in its plastic sheath - curtesy of the building staff - next to the door way, you can't help but look around in awe. There's no a lot going on, a large lounge that has enough space for at least ten people, accompanied by a larger tv that is currently off. An open kitchen, hallways to the left and right, an upstairs with a balcony over half the floor plan.

And a lovely table and chairs by the floor-to-ceiling windows that looked over the city of New Eridu, which was currently pouring with rain and being illuminated by lightning.

Lycaon was standing by the lovely table, placing down the teapot down after pouring two cups before turning to face you. In an unusual turn of events, he wasn't wearing his signature uniform which you have grown accustomed to seeing, instead, he was in a simple black, buttoned down shirt and long pants. He hadn't changed the patch and belts on his face, however, which he regards with a tender touch and explanation, "Apologies, I barely had time to change before you arrived. Even though I invited you over, it's unforgivable of me."

You purse you lips at him, walking towards the set-up and stating, "You said you had feelings for me and yet you still talk to me like I'm one of your clients."

The corners of his lips tick up in a dejected smile, "I suppose it's habitual at this point. Besides, I'm still a little unsure how to go about this."

He pulls out the chair for you to sit, your body resting in the comfortable cushion on the hard seat. It takes you a moment to realise that what you said probably wasn't the best call right now. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that... I was just trying to lighten the mood."

This time, his smile is a little more sincere, "Please, do not worry about it. Our previous meetings have been a tad awkward so I understand."

This relaxes you greatly, your shoulders sagging in relief. You turn your attention to the hard rain hitting the windowsill next to you, the home is warm but you're close enough for the cool air on the window to still hit you, "It's really coming down, huh?"

"Indeed," he agrees, not that he could really argue against it. Lycaon takes your cup and opens a small sugar bowl, taking a spoonful and stirring until it all dissolves, "I believe the forecast stated that it would be storming all week."

"I hope the outer circles are okay, they tend to flood easily," you mindlessly pray, accepting the teacup once he's placed it back on the saucer. You both enjoy a silence of words as you sip from your respective beverages, the rain soothing your mind.

Lycaon's ears flicker every-so-often to the sound of thunder, an endearing attribute to witness. You wonder if days like these would be common if you had said yes. It would be nice, but, you know now just isn't the right time for something like that.

Lycaon considers differently.

He clears his throat after a while, once you both had enjoyed a substantial amount of tea, "I must admit, my reasons for inviting you over are not quite... honourable."

You finally look away from the drowning city lights and to your friend, "What do you mean?"

He sets his palms in his lap and takes a deep breath, exhaling from his mouth to steady any unease, "I'm afraid I won't be allowing you to leave here, (Y/n). I've contemplated back and forth about my actions and decided that this was the most favourable outcome."

Confusion hits you before any sort of fear or anxiety, "Huh? Are you going to kill me?"

When Lycaon stiffens at that, you can't help but feel like your joke wasn't exactly off the mark. It's only until he shakes his head, almost exasperated, that you finally remember to breathe, "Goodness, no! I would never entertain such a thing. I merely mean that unless supervised by myself, you won't be leaving the premises."

You roll your eyes and play along, "Okay, so, do I have to find a hint to unlock the door? Is this a new thing for your business-" everything suddenly blurs and you double over in exhaustion. What the heck? It takes a moment to recover but when you do, you stand abruptly from the table, both hands steadying you as your body is overcome with unease, "Actually... I don't wan'na to play anymore..."

One step turns to two, and perhaps you get another half in before you're knees are collapsing beneath you and Lycaon is holding you up. He's kneeling, carefully monitoring your condition to make sure you go down as simply as the drug entices. He's talking calmly, saying something to soothe the process, perhaps, but you'll never know beyond the jumbled noise being muffled by your own hearing.

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Lighter:

"You're not taking this seriously!" You shout at him, charging forward to get one good, hard punch to his cheek.

Lighter easily sidesteps you, grabbing a hold of your arm and twisting it backwards. You yelp in pain as he pins you down, finally doing something other than dodging your attacks, "Oh? Is that better or, do you want me to punish you more?"

His knee rubs suggestively between your thighs, your eyes tearing up in frustration as you thrash and kick. Mercifully, he retreats off of you and you you're quick to stand in another defensive position, "What is your problem?! If you're going to fight me than fight me properly!"

"I think you've forgotten that you're the one who issued this challenge," he pushes his sunglasses up his face nonchalantly, refusing to take them off despite the fact it's nighttime.

You growl and rush in to deliver a swift kick to his shin - which he artfully evades, "Only because you won't leave me alone! I'm fine by myself, I've always been fine by myself! I only ever started having troubles when you came into my life!"

He tuts and shakes his head, jumping back from another attack, "You know Big Daddy says it's not okay to tell porky pies. Little pigs like you who do get in big trouble for it."

That makes you falter, stepping back in bafflement and frankly a bit of discomfort, "What?"

Lighter is quick on his feet, stepping aside you, kicking out to trip up your ankle and catching you from behind. He spreads your legs with his own and holds your wrists behind your back, "If it weren't for me, nobody in the outer ring would look twice at you before robbing you blind and leaving your body dead in a ditch. Vulnerable city folk like you aren't exactly welcome here."

"Why go through all that trouble for someone like me, then?" You try to get out but this time, he isn't faltering, so you relinquish yourself for a moment of clarification, "If you guys hate me so much then why did you step in?"

"Because I like you. I really, fucking like you. And all I wanted was a bit of thanks and appreciation," he leans down to mumble in your ear, biting the lobe not all that gently. Again, you're pushed to the ground, his hips easily keeping you down without so much as breaking a sweat, "I win. Now, as per our agreement, this time you have to say, 'yes'."

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Harumasamasa:

You're hands are shaking so badly that you can't hold a cup of liquid without spilling it. Your head is swimming with nausea and you seeing double of everything. How long had he been doing this without you knowing? Was this why your back didn't seem to ache the same way anymore, or your knees or your shoulders?

The door to your cell opens and you're greeted with the man himself. It's amazing how easy it is for people with power to abuse the system. "So, how're you feeling, honey? Changed your mind yet?"

"Y-You're a monster," you spit, stuttering not because you're scared or cold, but because your teeth won't stop chattering from withdrawals.

Harumasa laughs, closing the cell behind him and crouching down so he's at the height of your quivering body on the bench, "Awh, I never claimed to be a good guy! But, I wouldn't go as far as say 'monster.' Still," he reaches out and gently tucks back some of your hair, "In this scenario, you might not be wrong."

You jut your head back, smacking the brick wall with the back of your skull, 'thud!', "Fuck off."

"Oof," he winces, eyes cringing, "That had'ta hurt. C'mon, baby, just say yes and I can make all this disappear."

You're swaying from lack of balance, gods you think you might throw up, "Can't you find someone else to force your love onto?"

He stands abruptly and the motion makes you fall back, only being supported by the construction that was now the cause in your skull, "Nope! I want you. I have since I started dosing you with these." He pulls out a baggie of colourful tablets, his medication for his rare affliction. Sighing wistfully, he cradles the rainbow meds against his cheek, "If it weren't for these bad boys than I wouldn't have been able to get you do addicted to me. No one else can help you now, honey. I'm all you've got."

"Someone will come," you wish under your breath, body falling forward while you clutch your stomach in pain, "Someone will notice."

Harumasa purses his lips at you, humming in thought. With a defeated moan, he pockets the medication and stretches his arms above his head, "Welp, let's see how strong your will is after another day in the cell." Striding to one corner of the room, he grabs the little, plastic rubbish bin and brings it between your legs, "Here, you're gonna need this. The next 24 hours will not be fun for you."

You only notice he's gone when the shutting door echoes through the room, too lost in trying to keep your withdrawing body from keeling over.

[jiro-sensei]

Continuation of my last post... Which was only one more reaction so 🤷

7. WISE IS SO WORRIED ABOUT HARUMASA! He is so sad about how Harumasa is talking about himself 😭❤️ it's so sweet!

[acidpurple]

Looking for ZZZ(Zenless Zone Zero) roleplays🫶

Only 20+ people

So I'd be interested to write for the following ships

Wise X Lighter (can do both)

Jane X Seth (Can do both)

Harumasa X Seth (Can do both, more on Seth)

if interested like, comment or DM me

I do rp on Discord using tupper

[thetruetism]

DEEP DELVE TIME INTO HARUMASA X LIGHTER

Just everything that I have scoured (Read: stumbled across) the game for (WARNING: Huge ass paragraph below)

In one of Lighter's trust events (I haven't done it bc I don't have Lighter), Harumasa calls Seth blind for thinking Lighter was the guy on a wanted poster (He was but still) and scolded Seth for chasing Lighter down in Lumina Square, Harumasa then teased Lighter for being a "good citizen" and "putting up with it", then Lighter just told Harumasa to calm down then Harumasa just listened, no questions asked. In one of Harumasa's trust events, Harumasa and Lighter bump into each other at Lumina Square, then Harumasa just calls Lighter's jokes cheesy and said it had been a while since they saw each other, Lighter then said, and I quote "You're too kind, I was just giving someone a taste of their own medicine." THEN WE GET THE FKN OPTION TO SAY "Are you two...?", "Is there some tension between you two...?" or "You guys have such a great relationship" WTF?!?! Lighter apparently doesn't really go into the city btw and he feels like the whenever he does, he meets the whole world. Then Harumasa says "You're not trying to say that running into me and Belle/Wise is troubling, are you?" then Lighter hit back with the "If you insist on thinking like that, there's nothing I can do about it" THEN HARUMASA CALLS LIGHTER A THORNY ROSE!!!! Also turns out, Harumasa frequently hires Lighter to take care of commissions (Read: Do the fighting Harumasa doesn't want to) and blah blah blah stuff that he doesn't need to follow up on a thing anymore. Bro still pays him for nothing tho then says "like usual" proves Harumasa hires Lighter often so they see each other often. THEN HARUMASA SMACKS US IN THE FACE WITH A "Belle/Wise should know, that I actually have quite a connection with this guy, in a way. He want's to die but can't and I want to live but can't" Then he says he's kidding, saying that we wouldn't take it seriously. Blah blah blah, Harumasa says he has to go before a colleague finds him and drags him back to work.

If that wasn't gay, I don't know what is

I hope this wasn't too long, I just needed to rant about them bc they are so cute (In my opinion at least)

[bunbitti]

rules and stuff

I take ~3 requests at a time, also don't rush me pls

Taken: 0/3

Long ahh rules only bc it would waste less time for all of us to have ppl asking for stuff I can't write well for

Main interests at the moment (for tldr):

Honkai Star Rail

Zenless Zone Zero

Return of the Blossoming Blade/Return of the Mount Hua Sect

Male characters

Fandoms I know/might write for (may be updated later when I think of more):

Honkai Star Rail

Zenless Zone Zero

Return of the Blossoming Blade/Return of the Mount Hua Sect

Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint

The World After the Fall

Detroit: Become Human

Maybe other manhwas/series if I've read them (you can try asking if it's not on the list, I can and will write for side characters if I'm attached to them enough lmao)

Fandoms that are a maybe:

Jujutsu Kaisen

The Avengers

Naruto

Attack on Titan

Haikyuu!!

Harry Potter

Undertale/Deltarune

Fandoms I don't write for (this means I either definitely have not read or interacted with the series or don't see myself writing for it much/at all, so that you don't waste your time asking)

Miraculous Ladybug

Boruto

Percy Jackson

Disney, Pixar, etc. movies and stuff?? I didn't have a childhood if you couldn't tell already, and I also don't really watch movies

other sports animes (I'm sorry I just never watched them and I wouldn't have the time to start)

Characters I can do (predominantly male, I can't guarantee any quality for female characters):

HSR - Gepard, Sampo, Dr. Ratio, Aventurine, Boothill, Sunday, Jiaoqiu, Moze, MAYBE Jing Yuan, Argenti, Luocha, Dan Heng, Welt, etc.

ZZZ - Wise, Anton, Billy Kid, Lycaon, Seth, Lighter, Harumasa

ROTBB - Lee Songbaek/Isongbaek/이소백 (x reader-only for him, no ships; there's not enough x-reader and plenty of ship fics for him already), MAYBE main characters/anyone else

ORV - most people, just not x-reader beyond platonic because I can't really see it

TWAF - Carlton/Karlton, maybe others

DBH - Connor, RK900, Hank, Gavin, others maybe

Topics I can do:

sfw, fluff, headcanons, etc.

nsfw (I might not be so good at the explicit stuff, but we can try)

AUs - soulmate, college/modern, royalty, etc.

depression/similar topics (only because I'm likely depressed)

character x reader, if I like that character enough and/or could see them in a relationship with the reader; platonic and romantic both allowed

some ships, only if I'm confident I can pull it off

Topics I won't do:

dubcon/noncon/toxic/abusive stuff (especially between shipped characters or in x-reader relationships) beyond what is already in character, I've had enough of that abusive stuff irl, I don't need it in my writing (having it in a backstory is ok as long as we're doing recovery/healing from it or something)

gore? idk

pedo/zoo/etc.

nsfw if the character(s) is/are minor(s), regardless of if they're shipped with another minor

mental illnesses/other conditions that I'm not familiar with and wouldn't be confident in getting accurate

aging up characters (unless we're talking about canonical versions that exist, like post-timeskip in Haikyuu where characters have jobs and/or are in uni)

whatever I'm not comfortable with

x reader:

unless otherwise requested or stated, will be gender neutral

if it's important to you, you can specify details about the reader (height, size, other physical characteristics, backstory, etc.), otherwise unfortunately I am not a mind reader

likely in 2nd or 3rd person, very unlikely to be 1st person

General:

the more specific you are in the request, the better (sometimes I worry about not getting things how people were thinking of it in their heads lmao)

will probably be short-ish (see the lengths of existing fics) unless by some miracle I have more inspiration

I may be inconsistent af, haha

Don't request nsfw if you're a minor, and don't interact with my nsfw content if you're a minor

Uhh yeah, this should be it, I'll update it when rules change

[missrosiesworld]

Masterlist

Started: 06/12/2024 Last Updated: 1/3/2025 Total Work: 61

Blooming Panic

Nightowl

Blossoming Love (x OC)

Blushing with Love (x OC)

Painting Love on Nails (x OC)

Check Out My Completed Story, Blossoming Love (x OC)

NakedToaster

The First Dance (x OC)

Touch (x OC)

Flustered (x OC)

Heartfelt Connections (Headcanons)

Quest

Michelangelo (x OC)

Entwined Roses (x OC)

XYX

Ride to Love (x OC)

Golden Sunset (x OC)

Dr. Stone

Senku Ishigami

Beyond Calculation (x OC)

Orbiting You (x OC)

Something's Wrong with Sunny Day Jack

Sunny Day Jack

My Heart's Sunshine (x OC)

Nick

Shot at Love Chapter 1 (x OC)

Shot at Love Chapter 2 (x OC)

Ian

Heartstrings (x OC)

Shaun

A Symphony of Healing : Part 1 (x OC)

A Symphony of Healing : Part 2 (x OC)

Lies of P

x Reader

Heart's Tender Whisper

Stargazing Whispers

Headcanons

Gentle Gears of Affection

Sweet Whispers

x OC (Elara)

Moonlit Whispers

Rhythms of the Heart

Embraced in the Shadows

First Encounters

Passionate Unfolding

Zenless Zone Zero

Lighter

In the Hollow's Silence (x OC)

Asaba Harumasa

A New Year's Embrace (x OC)

Wise

The Proxy is Crushing? (Headcanons)

A Thoughtful Heart (Headcanons)

Von Lycaon

Gentleman's Heart (Headcanons)

Moonlit Confessions (Headcanons + Short Story)

Bonds of Love (Headcanons)

Tender Vigil (Headcanons)

Gentle Guidance (Headcanons)

Waiting for You (Headcanons + Short Story)

Seth

Heartstrings and Wagging Tails (Headcanons)

Billy Kid

Starlight Flutters (Headcanons)

Rina

Graceful Flutters (Headcanons)

Nicole

Cunning Hearts (Headcanons)

Repurpose

Noel

Fallen Embrace Chapter 1 (x OC)

Fallen Embrace Chapter 2 (x OC)

The Luckiest One (x OC)

Eternally Forever (x OC)

Ramon

It's a Trap (x OC)

A Night to Remember (x OC)

Persona 5

Akira Kurusu

Cafe Connections (x OC)

Check Out the Completed Story (x OC)

Stardew Valley

Sebastian

Whispers in the Rain (x OC)

The Kid at the Back

Beneath the Surface ( x OC)

Original Characters ID From Beneath the Surface

Forbidden Love (Sol x Reader/You)

Destiny 2

Crow

A Moment of Peace (x OC)

Unbreakable Bonds (x OC)

Palia

Reth

Bonds of the Heart (x OC)

Jel

Moonlit Embrace (x OC)

When the Night Comes

Ezra

Lunar Festival with Ezra (x OC)

Kingdom Hearts

Pure Heart (x OC)

[yierrem]

What are your rules for requests? Thanks!

hallo!! i did say i was gona put up rules for requests on my pinned after finals but i never did so…(￣▽￣;) hehe thats my bad… i’ll put them here for now, though!

request rules ♪(๑ᴖ◡ᴖ๑)♪

the usual assortment: absolutely nothing with incest, pedophilia, rape, or anything of the sort.

i will usually write character x reader (gn unless gender in the request is specified. i might lean more towards m!reader for male character requests but i will try my best if there are any f!reader requests ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡)

on that note, i’m taking both romantic AND platonic requests. i love platonic hcs and thoughts so if u have any please do send them.

i am absolutely open to character x character requests too (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵) i’ll add a list of ships and characters i’ll be most likely to write for towards the end!

nsfw/smut requests might be a hit or miss because i’m ace so this blog isn’t exactly the best place to ask for em (；ω；) apologies… HOWEVER i’m still open to them and if you wanna take a shot at requesting you could (all or nothing. heh.). my only condition is nsfw requests for x reader are strictly going to be gn!reader only and i will not be taking heavily gendered nsfw requests.

this is definitely not the place for yandere requests… i have nothing against the trope, but i’m just not well-suited to writing such scenarios (；ω；)

for character x character: i will not write anything romantic between two individuals who possess a significant age gap or familial relationship.

i don’t want to be too strict but i have the right to refuse to write any requests i deem uncomfortable or inappropriate.

hehe that’s all :D

[romantic] ships i would write for under the cut ☆〜（ゝ。∂）

honkai star rail:

anything between the astral express trio (march 7th, dan heng, caelus/stelle) (take ur pick heh)

ratiorine / aventio (dr. ratio and aventurine)

jingrenheng (jing yuan, blade, dan heng) (also take ur pick from any pairing)

argenthill / guns and roses (argenti and boothill)

galladay (sunday and gallagher)

zenless zone zero:

lighterwise (wise and lighter)

lycawise (wise and von lycaon)

zhuyabi (zhu yuan and miyabi)

sethjane (seth lowell and jane doe)

haruseth (?) (seth lowell and harumasa)

genshin:

kaejean (kaeya and jean)

jeanlisa (jean and lisa)

haikaveh (alhaitham and kaveh)

cynonari (cyno and tighnari)

wriolette (wriothesley and neuvilette)

i might add more ships i usually gravitate towards but these are the ones i can think of off the top of my head!

[xxgoldie]

100 follower alphabet event : masterlist

unlinked letters have been requested, but not posted yet <3

main event page

Zenless Zone Zero:

Lighter Lorenz

A, B, C, D, E, F, G, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P, Q,R, S, U, V, X, Y, Z

Asaba Harumasa

B, C, G, H, I, J, L, K, M, P, S, T, X, Y, Z

Wise

E, J, K, M

Seth

P, Q, Z

Misc:

Mammon (Obey Me)

S

[migiatlas]

That Fateful Night

Wise x Asaba Harumasa (fanfic)

Synopsis: Both men are in love with each other, but neither of them has the courage to make the first move. Until one fateful night when Harumasa makes a plan.

Word count: 5,5k

Content warnings: explicit sex scenes, bottom Harumasa, top Wise, fluff, happy ending, set after Harumasa's agent story

I hope you like it!

It's tonight. Wise has been invited by Asaba Harumasa to a small party with his coworkers, and it's tonight. He can feel his stomach burning and he's feeling kinda nauseous, but he tries to breathe deeply while he waits for Harumasa to show up — the guy promised to pick Wise up, even when Wise insisted he could drive there.

After Wise saved Harumasa from that incident with Kirishima, they've grown pretty close. They often hangout at Lumina Square to have snacks or go to the cinema to watch movies together. They've even watched movies inside of Wise’s own room. And Harumasa has been asking Wise to accompany him to buy medicine at the pharmacy or to pretend to be his family member during calls with his doctor, claiming he trusts Wise and feels safe around him.

Wise thinks tonight it's one of the situations where Harumasa needs to be safe with him, but his sister Belle thinks otherwise. She claims Harumasa is into Wise and wants to take a step further.

“Wise, believe me, no one takes someone to these kinds of social gatherings as friends. Especially when he insisted on driving you there. He's totally into you!”

“I told you, Belle, this is just one more of those situations where he needs my support because he's nervous. That's all.”

“I highly doubt that. He flirts with you all the time. He hugs you frequently and touches you a lot when talking. He laughs a lot when you're around him. Hell, he's even been inviting himself to watch movies with you inside your room, and you really think he just wants to be friends?!”

“If he really liked me like that, he would have made a move.”

“Maybe he's afraid of scaring you away? Or maybe he has been making moves and you haven't noticed it. And, honestly, that seems possible, given how clueless you are.”

“Ouch…?”

“I'm not kidding, bro. I bet he's gonna make a move tonight. And if you push him away, I'll kill you.”

“How much do you want to bet?”

Before Belle can answer, they hear a knock on the door. A single knock, nothing more. That single knock is very characteristic, and has Wise jumping nervously while he feels his stomach turn upside down.

“It's him!” Belle says. “Ok, you've put on cologne and combed your hair nicely. You look decent.” She adjusts his shirt and hair, then punches him lightly on his shoulder. “Good luck, lovebird! He likes you, trust me!”

Wise rolls his eyes at his sister.

Belle has been trying to be their cupid for months now, ever since Wise told her about his crush on Harumasa. Or rather, ever since she lowkey forced him to tell her. Wise had been daydreaming about dating the executive officer frequently, and Belle noticed he'd been acting distracted, so she was worried and insisted on asking him what was happening, until he eventually had to admit it.

Wise is convinced Belle is just saying Harumasa likes him back because she wants to be nice. She worries about Wise because he's been a loner ever since his teen years, and hasn't been successful in finding a boyfriend. Yep, she's definitely just trying to be nice.

His phone vibrates. It's a message from Harumasa saying he's outside.

“Ok, I'm leaving now. Goodbye, Belle.”

“Goodbye and good luck! You got this!”

Wise opens the door and is surprised by a wonderful view. Asaba Harumasa isn't dressed in his usual work uniform. Nope, tonight he's wearing a brown suit and doesn't have his usual yellow headband on his head. He's still wearing a choker, though.

He looks stunning.

The gray-haired man can feel his face heating as Harumasa approaches him with that damned beautiful smile on his face. Wise extends his hand for a handshake, but Harumasa ignores it and hugs him instead.

Harumasa smells nice. So nice that Wise gets distracted in the hug and forgets about the world around them. He just wants this moment to last forever.

They stay there, hugging each other for a while until Wise comes back to reality and pulls apart.

“Ahem... Good evening, Harumasa.”

“Hey, Proxy!” The executive officer wraps his arm around Wise's shoulder. “You're looking good!”

Wise laughs awkwardly. “Um, thanks. You look good too.”

Harumasa smiles in a satisfying tone.

“You ready for tonight? As I told you, it'll be just a boring social gathering. Sorry to drag you into this, but you know the drill, I have no one to come with me and it'd be lame to go alone.”

“It's alright, I can handle it.”

I can handle anything if it means I'll be with you for a while, Wise tells himself.

“Cool! Let's go before it's too late, then,” Harumasa says as he puts his hand on Wise's lower back, guiding him to his car.

***

A moment earlier… [Harumasa's POV]

Harumasa has had a crush on Wise ever since he woke up on that hospital bed after he almost died and Wise was the first person he saw.

Harumasa has no family. No one to be with him during hospital visits. Still, Wise was the one who held his hand as he woke up there.

And, god, Wise is so extremely kind. He's genuinely a good person. He supports and comforts Harumasa no matter what. Harumasa knows can always count on him for anything. No wonder he feels so safe around Wise.

Harumasa likes Wise so much it hurts.

It hurts because such a nice and decent person like Wise does not deserve someone like Harumasa in his life. Someone who won't live longer, and who will definitely hurt him. Wise deserves all the best in this world.

Still… his heart and body speak louder than his rationality, and he can't help himself. He's been flirting with Wise for months now. And it irritates him a bit, because Wise seems to be so clueless. He even invites himself into Wise's room, and they watch movies together on the sofa, with their arms touching and everything…

Is Wise not gay at all, or…?

No, that can't be it. Harumasa's gaydar never fails. He’s seen the way Wise blushes around him, how kind and welcoming he is to him. He wouldn't hug Harumasa so often if he was straight, let alone allow Harumasa to get into his room.

Yep, Wise definitely likes him back.

So tonight, Harumasa has decided: at some point, he will take Wise to an isolated place and will make the ultimate move; a move so obvious that not even clueless Wise will be able to let it slide.

He just hopes his intuition is right, and Wise does like him back. If Wise responds positively to the move, Harumasa will take him to his apartment. For this plan to work out, Harumasa needs to drive Wise to the party in his own car. This means he cannot let Wise drive to the party by himself.

And he successfully managed to convince Wise to let him pick him up. Good. One step closer to victory.

Now, he has to take care of his appearance. He has spent a considerable amount of money on this stupid brown suit, so he sure hopes Wise will like it. He decided to ditch the usual headband he wears, it doesn't really go well with the suit. The choker, though… it also doesn't really go well with the suit, but unfortunately he can't ditch it. No, he can't risk people seeing the ugly scars on his neck.

Besides, he's wearing a cologne he thinks smells nice. He hopes and prays Wise will like all of his effort.

He looks at himself in the mirror and sighs. He has done his best, now it's up to the universe to make his plan work.

***

They arrive at the party. There are some people Wise recognizes, like the other members from Section 6. They spot Wise and Harumasa and greet them.

“Harumasaaa!!!” Soukaku comes running. “There are so many snacks here! Look!!”

“That's nice, Soukaku,” he kneels down and hugs her.

“Good evening, Asaba.” Yanagi says. “And Wise. I had a feeling Asaba would bring you.”

“Really?” Wise asks, surprised.

“Of course! He talks about you so often. He said—”

“Ahem!” Harumasa interrupts.

Yanagi seems to let out a faint “sorry!”

Then, Miyabi and Zhu Yuan come to greet them as well.

“So, you guys are dating now, right?” Wise said. “I'm happy for you.”

“Thank you,” Miyabi replies. “And I see you and Harumasa are also—”

“AHEM!!” Harumasa interrupts again. “Me and my friend Wise congratulate you on your relationship, girls.”

“Oh, so you're still friends…” Miyabi says.

“Still…?” Wise asks.

Before anyone else can say anything, Harumasa speaks up. “Anyways, Wise. Would you like a drink?”

“Hmm. A juice, maybe? I don't really drink alcohol.”

“I didn't expect that! I'll join in drinking juice, then. I don't drink alcohol either. You know, with all the medicines I take, I can't really do that, hah.”

They keep chatting and drinking. Wise doesn't really know how to talk much and spends most of the time just nodding and smiling. Harumasa, though, who usually is a very chatty person, is awfully quiet. Not only that, he actually seems nervous and stressed out, fidgeting the whole time and shaking his legs.

Is he okay…? Wise wonders.

When the conversation quiets down, Harumasa takes the opportunity to finally speak.

“As much as I'm enjoying this conversation,” he said, with a polite smile on his face. “I’m afraid you're gonna have to excuse us for a while. We’re gonna take some fresh air, but will be right back.”

Wise wonders who Harumasa was talking about when he said “we”, but before he notices, the other man is taking his hand and leading him out of the gathering. The sudden touch of Harumasa's hand sends a shiver down Wise's spine. His hand feels cold, but nice. He can feel his face heating a bit as they walk towards the elevator.

“Where are we going?”

“To the rooftop,” says Harumasa after a deep sigh of relief. “I just want to be away from these people for a little while,” he rests his head against the wall and closes his eyes.

At this moment, Wise realizes they're still holding hands. He clears his throat and runs his free hand through the back of his head in slight embarrassment.

As they get out of the elevator and enter the rooftop, Harumasa lets go of Wise's hand and stretches his arms.

“Ah, alone at last,” he says, then shoots a smile at Wise, making him feel butterflies in his stomach.

Harumasa looks marvelous under the moonlight.

“So, um…” Wise says, clearing his throat. “Are you okay? You seemed a bit stressed back there.”

“Yeah, I'm fine, I just… hate these social gatherings so much,” he looks at Wise with a smile and takes both of his hands. “That's why I brought you with me. I feel calmer when you're around. Thank you for keeping me company.”

Harumasa rests his head on Wise's shoulder, which makes the gray-haired man shake a little from nervousness. He can feel Harumasa's breath against his neck, and it feels so, so good.

Before he realizes, he's already running one of his hands through his friend's hair.

“I'm glad you feel better when I'm around you. I actually share the same sentiment. Being with you feels nice.”

Harumasa wraps his arms around Wise's waist, and they fall into an embrace.

“Does it? Hm, I'm happy you feel the same.”

Suddenly, Wise feels warm, wet lips landing a kiss on his neck. It startles him, making him jump a little. Harumasa notices the sudden reaction and backs off.

“Oh, sorry. Didn't mean to startle you,” he says, with an awkward chuckle. “It's okay if you don't want—”

“Don't be sorry,” Wise interrupts him, pulling Harumasa close again. “I apologize. I was just caught by surprise,” he strokes the other man's hair, while feeling his own heart beat so fast it feels like it might actually jump straight out of his mouth. “You can continue if you'd like. It feels good.”

Harumasa chuckles. “Feeling needy, are we?”

“Don't tease me,” Wise whispers, now caressing his friend's cheek.

The dark-haired man plants more kisses on Wise's neck; slowly at first, but eventually he intensifies them. Upon hearing Wise's faint moan, he then starts licking and slightly sucking his neck.

“Harumasa, this… this feels good…”

“Didn't take you for the kind of guy who enjoys neck kisses,” Harumasa teases.

“Shut up.”

Wise takes the other man by his chin and kisses his lips.

What am I doing? Wise thinks. And where the hell did I get the courage to do this?

As Harumasa tilts his head to deepen the kiss and buries his hands on Wise's hair, the gray-haired man feels his brain short circuit. When their tongues meet, Wise finally finds out what Harumasa's kiss tastes like. It tastes bitter. And it is so amazing. He never wants to stop it.

So Harumasa does indeed like him back. And Belle's guesses were right, she wasn't just trying to make Wise feel better. All those times Wise spent daydreaming about kissing the executive officer are now becoming true; not like he expected it would happen, but still, it's burning him up from the inside out.

He runs his hand through all of Harumasa's body. Both men keep getting their bodies closer and closer to each other, as if they can never get close enough. Before they realize, they are passionately making out as if their lives depend on it.

As if his body has lost all its commands, Wise pins Harumasa against the wall behind them, lifting him up by his butt. Harumasa immediately wraps his legs around Wise's waist. Slowly, Wise starts rubbing his growing erection against Harumasa's, paying attention to the other man's reaction. When his friend starts to faintly moan under the kiss, Wise smiles and rubs faster. Soon, they're dry humping like little rabbits, with Harumasa breaking the kiss to moan a bit louder on Wise's ear.

“Fuck, this… this feels so good, Wise. Keep going, don't stop… ah…”

The cries of the other man made Wise feel like he had died and gone to heaven. He would never expect Harumasa's feelings for him to be reciprocated, let alone hear him beg for more sexual intimacy like that. It almost feels like a dream.

Harumasa groans in frustration as Wise stops humping and puts him down on the floor, making the gray-haired man chuckle at how needy Harumasa is.

He kisses Harumasa again and grabs him by his ass. “You're so perfect, Haru,” Wise says in between kisses.

Harumasa breaks the kiss and guides Wise's hand towards his belt. “Can you…?”

Wise gasps. “Are you sure?” He looks around to make sure no one is watching them. “What if someone sees us?”

“No one will see us, they're too entertained at that lame ass party. It's ok if you don't want to, though.”

“No, I want to, I just…” Wise sighs. “I wasn't expecting to see a dick tonight. Especially not your dick,” he looks away in embarrassment, hoping he doesn't sound pathetic right now. “I didn't… didn't expect you to reciprocate my feelings. This is all happening so fast…”

Harumasa laughs. “Seriously, Wise? I've been flirting with you for god knows how long. You didn't notice I wanted you to bang me? Hah, you really are clueless.”

“I thought you were being nice to me…? Look, I'm not really experienced in this kind of stuff, okay?”

The other man laughs again, making Wise blush more and more by the second. Harumasa pushes Wise by his collar and kisses his lips tenderly. “Well, now you know I like you, Proxy. So, are you gonna suck my dick or not? It's ok if you don't—”

“I will,” Wise interrupts. “I'll gladly suck you dry, if that's what you wish.”

Without a moment to waste, Wise unbelts Harumasa's pants. He slowly starts masturbating the other man, then fastening his pace gradually.

At some point, Harumasa lets out the most erotic moan Wise has ever heard in his life, and he could feel himself dying right at that spot.

“Ah, gosh, it feels so much better when you do it, Wise,” Harumasa whines.

“God, Harumasa, you're gonna be the death of me if you keep sounding like that.”

Wise smirks and kisses Harumasa senseless. He can feel his friend squirming under his touch, and it feels so nice.

“You're so beautiful,” Wise whispers in his partner’s ear before finally getting down on his knees.

Harumasa gasps as he feels Wise's warm tongue licking his tip. This is too good. He covers his mouth with his hand to not moan so loudly as Wise takes his dick in his mouth, sucking slowly at first and gradually fastening the pace. To his surprise, Wise can deepthroat him easily, making his legs tremble.

“Wise, you're so good at this, oh my god…”

The gray-haired man suddenly stops sucking and grabs both Harumasa's hands and puts them on his head.

“Harumasa, fuck my face,” Wise begs.

God only knows for how long he has been wanting to say those words.

“Oh, are you— are you sure? What if you—”

“Please, Harumasa.”

Harumasa can feel his stomach turn upside down at Wise's begging.

“Okay, then. If you insist. Please tap my leg twice if you need me to stop.”

Wise nods and takes a deep breath to get himself ready.

Harumasa slowly inserts his dick inside Wise's mouth. First, just the tip, and then he gradually inserts more and more, still surprised by how deep Wise can take him.

He then starts fastening the pace, closely paying attention to his partner's reaction. Before he realizes, he's already facefucking Wise senseless. He can feel Wise moaning against his dick, the vibration making it even better.

Harumasa tries to hold back his moans so no one can hear him, but he still lets out a few moans here and there. This is too much. Wise’s mouth is so warm and wet, he's taking his dick so well, and looking down at him and watching him take him makes Harumasa reach his climax faster than he thought he would.

He comes inside Wise's mouth, his legs trembling as he can barely keep standing. Wise swallows Harumasa’s cum immediately, which makes everything even hotter.

Wise stands up and helps Harumasa clean himself with a few napkins he had in his pocket. He then opens his bag and takes a few sips of water from his bottle.

After Harumasa gets dressed again, Wise hugs his partner while he catches his breath.

“Thank you,” Wise says, kissing his friend's forehead. “You're amazing.”

“You suck good dick for someone who's allegedly inexperienced.”

Wise laughs. “I have my secrets.”

They keep hugging for a while until Harumasa breaks the silence.

“What about you?”

“Hmm?”

“You've pleased me. Don't you want to be pleased as well?” Harumasa says, lightly pressing Wise's dick through cloth with his hand.

Wise gasps in surprise. “Oh, um, I'm fine. No big deal. As long as you're satisfied, I'm okay.”

“That's cute,” Harumasa says after leaving a little peck on Wise's lips. “But I don't want you to feel left out…”

Wise can't deny that being sexually pleased by Harumasa is indeed a good idea. He wants it. Actually, he yearns for it really, really bad.

But…

“It's just that… we've been on the rooftop for too long. Someone might come after us to see how we're doing.”

“They won't, I always sneak out on these kinds of gatherings. People are used to it.”

“Fair enough. But… now you've sneaked out with me. People might be suspicious.”

“Oh, so you're afraid they'll find out we're together?”

“I don't have a problem with that! I just don't want you to become a subject of gossip.”

“I don't mind if I do become one,” Harumasa laughs. “But, well, if you're uncomfortable being here, we can go to my apartment. I can tell them I'm tired and leave.”

Wise thinks for a while. If he goes to Harumasa's place, he'll probably spend the night there. It would be nice to sleep with him, it's something he has wanted for a long time.

“Alright. Let's go to your place.”

***

The two lovebirds have barely stepped inside of Harumasa's apartment and they're already making out intensely, clumsily bumping into the furnitures and walls, laughing while they try to avoid stepping on the cat on the floor. They even forgot to take their shoes off, but neither of them seem to mind. They're just focused on each other right now.

When they get inside Harumasa's bedroom, they make sure to close the door so the cat doesn't intrude.

As they're taking their clothes off, Wise is still processing everything that is happening. It's unbelievable. He had thought tonight would be just a lame party he would attend with his unreciprocated crush, but now, he's inside his crush's own room, kissing him and taking his clothes off, probably about to fuck him. Or be fucked by him. He doesn't mind either.

“By the way,” Wise says. “Are you a top or a bottom? I'm fine with either, to be honest.” He realizes what he had just asked and freezes. “I— I mean, I'm not implying we should have anal sex, but, y'know, just in case—”

“Oh, boy, I'm strictly a bottom. Nope, no topping for me. It's too much work.” Harumasa runs his hand's through Wise's bare chest and kisses his neck. “And I do believe you should fuck my ass tonight, sir,” he whispers in Wise's ear and bites it lightly.

Wise breathes nervously. Oh, this man will drive him crazy. Just the thought of being inside Harumasa makes his legs tremble and his chest get heavy.

“As you wish, executive officer.”

Wise helps Harumasa get rid of the rest of his clothes and takes his own clothes himself. Although he notices there's something still missing.

“Won't you take your choker off?” Wise asks.

“Oh…” Harumasa replies, touching his choker with both hands. “I'm… I'm fine!” He smiles. “No need to take it off!”

“Are you sure…? It might get uncomfortable.” Wise kisses his partner’s jaw, slowly sliding down to his neck. “Besides, I want to have full access to your neck,” he whispers, reaching his hand towards the choker.

The other man slaps Wise's hand, startling him.

“Wise, I've told you before why I use this choker,” Harumasa says in a serious tone.

The gray-haired man suddenly realizes.

“Oh… oh! Right, right. The scars on your neck. Of course,” he pauses. “But, you know… I don't mind your scars.” He gets closer to Harumasa and caresses his cheek. “I think you look perfect the way you are.”

For the first time, Wise watches Harumasa blush quite a bit intensely.

“Th-thanks. That's nice of you,” Harumasa says. “But… I don't know…”

“Baby, it's ok if you don't want to take it off. I just want you to know you're safe with me, okay?” Wise kisses the other man's cheek and hugs him. “There's no need to be ashamed of yourself in front of me.”

Harumasa closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.

“Alright. Since you put it like that…” He takes the choker off and tosses it on the nightstand beside the bed, suddenly feeling embarrassed by his exposed neck.

Wise smiles and gets closer. “Good boy,” he reassures him. Then he turns Harumasa around and kisses the scars on the back of his neck, making the man gasp as he feels Wise's tongue on the sensitive spot.

“You are marvelous,” Wise's whispers in his ear. “Now, let's get started, then.”

Harumasa nods and quickly grabs the lube and hands it to his partner.

“Get on your hands and knees for me, baby boy.”

Harumasa excitedly does as Wise commands. Wise then inserts his lubed index finger inside his partner and immediately goes towards the prostate. A pleased, satisfying moan from the other man indicates he's reached it. He smiles and starts circling his finger around the entire perimeter of the prostate, fastening the speed and intensifying the pressure gradually.

“Does this feel good?”

“Y-yes… ah, it feels so good, Wise… please, keep going…”

Wise smirks and inserts a second finger. He keeps circling the prostate until he feels Harumasa is comfortable enough to handle a third finger.

“Wise…” the dark-haired man cries out. “I'm ready. Please, just put your dick inside me.”

Wise can't help but let out a brief laugh. “You're so cute when you beg for more.” He takes his fingers out and pours lube on his cock. “Lay on your back, please, honey. I want to look at your beautiful face while I fuck you.”

He immediately does as Wise commands.

“Are you sure you're ready?”

Harumasa nods. “As I'll ever be.”

Both men moan in tandem as Wise slowly puts his dick in.

“Ah, Haru, you're so tight…”

Wise makes sure to watch for Harumasa's reaction while he takes his cock and starts slowly thrusting.

“I'm not made of glass, Wise,” Hurumasa says. “You can thrust harder.”

Wise laughs briefly. “As you wish, sir.”

He does as Harumasa asked and starts thrusting harder and harder gradually, satisfied by his partner’s needy whines and moans. He then leans down to suck on the man's neck.

“Ah, fuck yes, you're taking me so well, good boy,” Wise whispers in Harumasa's ear, making sure to bite on the sensitive spots of his scars.

“Wise, hnng, this is so good… I'm so close… ah..!”

A few more thrusts and there you have it, Harumasa cums, for Wise's excitement.

“Come inside me, Wise… please…” Harumasa grabs Wise's hair as he feels the bites on his own neck intensify.

The begging alone is enough for Wise to reach his climax, and before he realizes, he releases it inside of his lover, both men groaning as it happens.

As he catches his breath, Wise takes his dick out and falls on the bed, hugging Harumasa until both of them come back to their senses.

***

Wise and Harumasa are bathed and well rested in bed, both enjoying each other's embrace. Wise is wearing the pajamas that Harumasa carefully separated for him beforehand.

“Just to be sure, I'm gonna stay the night, right?” Wise asks.

“Sure you are. Unless you want to run away from me in the middle of the night.”

“Of course not. I'd love to sleep with you,” he kisses Harumasa's forehead. “I just need to do something first.”

He sits down, grabs his phone and immediately sees a message from his sister.

[Belle]: Wise, are you okay? It's getting late and there's no news from you.

He feels slightly bad for forgetting about her.

[Wise]: Hey, Belle. I'm fine. I just have to let you know that I'm gonna spend the night here.

He gets a response almost immediately.

[Belle]: Huh? Here where?!

[Wise]: Harumasa's place. I can send you the address.

[Belle]: HUH

[Belle]: WHAAAAATT????

[Belle]: I FUCKING KNEW IT LMAOOO I WAS SO RIGHT

[Belle]: I won the bet, lil bro. You owe me one!

Wise rolls his eyes.

[Wise]: Sleep well, Belle. I'll see you tomorrow.

He tosses his phone away and goes back to Harumasa's embrace.

“Was it Belle?”

“Yep. Same old Belle as always.”

They keep chatting under the bed sheets, both too awake to sleep yet.

“How did you find out you were gay?” Harumasa asks at some point.

“Umm… It was in my teenage years. Every boy around me would drool over girls, talk about how hot they were and masturbate to them. I just couldn't relate, not even if I tried really hard, watching porn and stuff…” Wise sighs. “I thought it was a lack of libido on my part. Guys would call me gay as an insult because I was more focused on gacha games than getting a girlfriend, but I'd just say it was nonsense. Then… I had an online friend who was gay and was telling me his experience. I told him I related a lot to him. We had a brief online romance… I talked to Belle about it. She is bisexual, and she told me her experience of liking all genders, and I couldn't relate. So yeah, that's when I knew.”

He intertwines his fingers with Harumasa's, who is listening attentively.

“How about you, Haru?” He kisses the knuckles of Harumasa's fingers. “How did you know you were gay?”

Harumasa sighs. “I'm afraid it was much later than you. You know I had lived isolated from the world as a kid, due to my illness and stuff, so I didn't have time to think about my sexuality. I didn't think I would live much longer anyway, so yeah…”

He starts to avoid eye contact. Wise gets closer to him and kisses his forehead, as if trying to comfort him.

“Anyways. I got into college. There was this guy there, my classmate. We were close friends. I thought it was normal to like this friend in a way that I thought about him all day and wanted to see him all the time and got nervous around him.” He laughed. “I was so naive. And then one day, the guy kissed me, and I… I didn't want to back off? I actually liked it. We had a sort of situationship for a few months, and it was good while it lasted, but…”

Harumasa frowns, closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.

“I didn't tell him about my illness. And I didn't want to. So I ghosted him and we grew apart. I thought he would dislike me if he knew. I mean, who in their right mind would date a guy that won't live longer?” His voice starts to tremble.

“Don't say that,” Wise intervenes. “No one knows how much time we have left. You're already a miracle for living this long, and I know you're gonna live a lot more. I'll be by your side, ok?” He kisses Harumasa's lips and hugs him.

“I really like you, Wise,” Harumasa says. “Actually, I like you a lot.”

Wise smiles and caresses Harumasa's cheek. “I really like you too.”

“But…”

“But…?”

“I don't want to burden you. I'm not gonna live longer, we both know that. I'm gonna turn into an Ethereal one day, and you're gonna be hurt. I don't want to hurt you…”

Harumasa's voice cracks and a tear falls down his face.

“Hey, shh,” Wise says, hugging him again. “You’re not a burden, and never will be.” He kisses the other man's forehead. “The future be damned, I want to be with you now. Let's not worry about what happens after, alright?” He cups Harumasa's face with both hands and stares directly at his eyes. “You deserve to have a happy life, Harumasa. If you like me, then be with me. Live happily.”

They stay in silence, hugging each other, with their legs intertwined, only hearing Harumasa's sobs. Wise starts humming a song, and after a moment, Harumasa seems to calm down.

“By the way,” Harumasa finally speaks again after several minutes, with his usual cheeky tone in his voice. “The guy I mentioned earlier, my former classmate? You actually know who he is,” he giggles.

“What? Do I?” Wise giggles as well, happy to see his partner fine again. “Who is he?”

“Seth.”

“Seth…” He thinks for a while, then realizes. “Wait, you mean Seth Lowell?! THE Seth Lowell from PubSec? You dated him?!”

Harumasa bursts into laughter.

“You must be kidding me,” Wise says.

“I'm not.”

“Asaba Harumasa!!!”

The executive officer can't stop laughing. “Whaaat? Are you mad?”

“I'm not mad, I'm just surprised! I'd never imagine—”

“What, you think a guy like me couldn't pull a hot catboy with my irresistible rizz?”

“It's not that! You are irresistible after all… I'm sure you can pull any guy. I'm just… baffled, that's all.”

“Hah, don't worry. It was a while ago, and he's apparently got eyes on that Jane girl right now.” Harumasa caresses Wise's hair. “And I've only got eyes on you.”

Wise smiles and kisses the other man. “I'm glad.”

“What about you? Any past relationships you want to talk about?”

“Nah… I've never had serious relationships. Just one night stands here and there with guys I met on dating apps.”

“Ooh, it's good to know I'm the first one.”

“Wait… so we're in a relationship now?”

Harumasa frowns. “I mean… you don't want to?”

Wise laughs and hugs him. “Of course I want to, silly!” He kisses Harumasa on the lips again. “You're so perfect. I'll gladly be your boyfriend.”

“Good. It's settled, then. As of today, I'm officially dating the manager of Random Play video store from Sixth Street.”

“And I'm dating the hot and irresistible executive officer from Section 6. Wow, I'm so lucky. What will your fans think?”

“They can think whatever they want, I don't mind. As I said, I've only got eyes on you.”

They keep chatting, laughing and kissing into the night, until they eventually fall asleep in each other's arms.

[blackmetalbutterfly]

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@reigningcheesesun gn!reader, fem!reader, dark content: OK

UtaPri

Otoya Ittoki, Tokiya Ichinose, Masato Hijirikawa

TWST

Divus Crewel, Cater Diamond, Rollo Flamme, Ruggie Bucchi, Jade Leech, Kalim Al-Asim, Ace Trappola, Sebek Zigvolt

Hypmic

Rio Mason Busujima, Doppo Kannonzaka, Kuko Harai, Sasara Nurude

Genshin

Albedo Kreidprinz, Xiao Atlus, Heizou Shikanonin, Wriothesley, Arataki Itto, Tartaglia/Childe/Ajax, Dottore, Pantalone, Capitano, Arlecchino, Beidou, Ningguang, Shenhe, Xilonen

ZZZ

Wise, Billy Kidd, Grace Howard, Anton Ivankov, Harumasa, Zhu Yuan, Seth Lowell, Burnice White, Lighter, Von Lycaon

[jiro-sensei]

MY THOUGHTS ON PART TWO OF HARUMASA'S AGENT STORY... ...let's go...

1. ...

Hold on, I need to fix this one...

Better! ❤️

2. Wise be up here sticking up for his man! 😭😤❤️ That smirk on Harumasa's face!!!

3. He knows Seth so well 🥺😅

4. Evidence of flirting 🫦

5. I love how wholesome Seth can be and how kind hearted and... OMG HE JUST FULL NAMED HARUMASA LIKE A MOM! 😭🤣👏

6. WHAT IS THIS SUPPOSED TO MEAN?! God damn it, Hoyoverse, if you don't give us Big Brother Lowell I will riot!!! 😡🔥

... ... To be continued cause I'm not allowed to add more pictures 😅❤️

[horace-pokemon]

OH ALSO I may have a million different wips that have been sitting in google docs for like an entire year and counting, but I am writing Harumasa x Wise because they've consumed me and Harumasa is the entire reason I got back into ZZZ after not playing since release <333

[loriannbowman]

As I said before, I want to smash da robot

Can you do a Yandere ZZZ men getting rejected. like the genshin version same reason that they just weren't their type and misunderstood. Also I saw this art about Seth older brother.

https://x.com/yougei_/status/1872198958057169238

omg pls if Seth's brother isn't something cool like that. They bring him up slightly in Harumasamasa story and I was so O.O tell me more.

Happy new year everyone! Welcome 01/01/2025!

Wise, Ben, Billy, Anton, Seth, Lycaon, Lighter, Harumasamasa - drugging, fighting, suggestive themes, I think i made it pretty gn so it could go either way, knocking out.

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Wise:

It takes a lot of courage for someone introverted like him to speak up about his feelings. He goes through all the possible scenarios before even bringing this up, deciding that if he's going to be true than he will shoot his shot in person and not message you the dozens of deleted texts he had initially typed.

That's why when you say 'no', it's very disheartening but he's not all that scared about the consequences.

"The city is a terrible place, you know? Generic crime is the least of its worries, not when corruption is rampant in every security and business corporation that exists."

You're not really listening to his rambles, shoulders shaking as you cry through the gag in your mouth, saliva ripping down your chin. Your arms are tied tightly behind you, around the back of the chair you're sitting on and preventing you from moving freely. When Wise finally removes the blindfold from your eyes, the room around you is blurred by your constant tears. He has the generosity to wipe them for you, seeing your a concrete room with a few necessities. A bed in the corner, a small couch, a television with some movie tapes (nothing too scary), a small, wooden coffee table. You see a mini fridge ahead and the bottom of a staircase. There's no windows, though a mirror behind a plastic sheathe in front of you shows a room behind you with a toilet and possibly a shower.

Despite your spit coating your face and the hyperventilation through your nose, he tenderly cups your chin and kisses the corner of your mouth, almost shyly if it weren't for the heated glint in your eyes, "Humans can adjust to anything, with time. Don't worry, you know I'll always keep you safe, with or without your consent."

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Billy:

"What do you mean?! It's because I'm a robot, isn't it? That's low, starlight, suuuper, suuuuuuper low."

You shake your head, smiling innocently with your hands up to indicate that that's not the case at all. "Billy, you're one of the most charming people I know-"

"- Then date me! C'mon, I promise I'll be the perfect partner for you. I'm your knight in shining armour, after all! Literally," he taps against his chest to make a 'ding ting!' sound.

You refuse the laugh that bubbles up, thinking back to all the times he has 'coincidentally' been there when you needed it most. "Yeah, about that... I wanted to talk to you..." How do you say this? 'Billy, be honest, have you been stalking me?' It is probably best to just be out with it, "Have you been following me, Billy? It's kind of weird that we keep running into each other all the time, especially whenever you seem to think I'm 'in danger'." Which could literally be you mis stepping and having him rush over to you in worry from seemingly nowhere.

As a robot, you'd think one of the better things he was capable at was lying. However, the animated nature of his gives him away too easily. He knows that all too well, deciding it was easier to just come out with the truth. Billy nervously rubs the back of his neck, "Ah, Anby said it would come across as creepy... But, you have to understand from my perspective, starlight! You're made of breakable materials. Flesh, bones, muscles, meat, it's all something that can be so easily taken advantage of."

With a sigh, you shake your head, hoping to get through to him since he obviously has the wrong idea about your species, "No, we're not that fragile. Humans-"

"-No, but, see, you are!" He's too into it now, grasping your wrist with little effort. You step back in shock, wincing at the pain, asking him to let go but he doesn't. Billy's voice is softer, the yellow lights of his eyes narrowing in on the pained expression your face so easily portrays, "I'm not even using a lot of pressure here. If you listen closely, you can hear the splitting of your bone. No, seriously! Put your ear to it," he holds up your wrist when you start to cry, looking around desperately for anyone nearby. It's late, not even a bangboo in sight.

With a loud 'snap!', your voice chokes and your crumple to your knees, except Billy doesn't let you fall to the ground. He picks you up in his arms and holds you to his cool, metal chest. He's cooing over you as you cry and cradle your wrist. You look up with such a hurtful expression, "W-Why did you do that? I need a hospital."

As if something clicks, he quickly changes mode and started fretting, holding you tighter, "Oh, shoot! Dammnit, starlight, why'd'ya make me do that? I didn't mean to go that far. Hah... Come on, let's get you home and fix you up. No more late night escapades, 'kay?"

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Ben:

The guilt riding him when he takes you is immeasurable... He knows it's for the best. Statistically speaking, you're more likely to get hurt without him around to protect you. It's just unfortunate it had to go this route.

At the moment you were in a cage in the corner of his home office, shaking with anger and cold as he had stripped most of your clothes in punishment, your arms restrained behind your back and a blindfold to keep you more sensitive. He checks the time on the corner of his computer; it's only been 20 minutes.

Once you rejected him, he had seemed to take it in stride. It wasn't meant to be, sometimes you see a juicy fish just too late and miss it, he had to move on.

But he couldn't.

Your fiery attitude and boisterous laughter filled the calm void inside him. You are everything to him.

So one night, when he's walking down the street to clear his mind, he sees you getting off work late. When salmon travel upstream to go home, it's the bear's job to catch it. Or, something like that. With the way his mouth salivates and his body jitters in excitement, he can't help but compare you to a delicious meal, even if he doesn't want to devour you - in that sense.

Once you wake up, you fight, of course you do. He doesn't necessarily blame you for it, but, bad behaviour needs to be punished. It's when you tried to bite through his thick fur did he snap. Intentionally hurting someone is a no-go. Though, it is your first offence. Another ten or fifteen minutes and he'll let you out.

"I don't want to keep you trapped here forever. I'd like if we could go out together, too. We just need to be civil about this," he states, hoping to appeal to you with calm incitements.

Instead, you grit your chattering teeth and curse, "Fffff-uck yo-ou."

His shoulders sag, his frown deepening as he turns back to his monitor to continue working.

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Anton:

He and his bro had spent countless hours rehearsing and none of the answers to come out were negative. So, how is it that you say anything but a resounding YES?

"I dunno," you say, shyly rubbing your arm as you avert your eyes, "I just always thought I was one of the guys. Whenever you introduced us it was always 'Anton and his two bros'."

His jaw goes slack as his brain catches up. It takes a moment of cogs turning and mathematical calculations as every moment he's ever 'friend-zone'd you comes flashing in his mind. Then, he bursts out laughing, his large hand coming to land on your shoulder, "Dude, no way! Okay, I can see where you might think that." In a completely different display of affection, one you haven't exactly experienced from a man like Anton, he runs his hand down your arm and catches your own hand in his, collecting your other as well to intertwine his fingers and hold you close. He swallows the lump in his throat, as though saying it a second time is harder than the first, - though in his defense, he and his bro had concluded that you would say yes after the first confession, this wasn't in the script. "I really do like you, (Y/n). A lot. I'd do anything for you."

Anton truly is one of the sweetest people you know. However, "I'm sorry, Anton. I think our lifestyles are just too different to begin with. But hey! I'll always be your bro!"

It's getting awkward, and you have to tug a few times before he lets go. With a small farewell, you turn on your heel to leave and give you both some time to think. He will be okay, Anton always bounces back, no problem!

Except, he doesn't. In another turn of events for someone like him, he zeroes in on a nerve near the back of your neck and hits it hard. Immediately, you collapse into his arms, unconscious.

The drill on his hip shifts from the adjustment he has to make to carry you, causing him to look down before averting his gaze with a guilty conscience, "What? Don't look at me like that, they were getting away! Besides," the smile of his is unparalleled as he stares at your sleeping face, "We just need to show them their place with us; they'll come around."

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Seth:

He knows it's wrong, it's so wrong. The stalking. The lying. The manipulation. Saying something as, "Wow! What a coincidence, I didn't expect to see you here, (Y/n)." is enough to make his heart hurt with deceit. You deserve better, you deserve the word.

But you just won't listen.

You run down any empty alley to help someone who calls for help and have been scammed and attacked four times this month because of it. Yes, he knows he does it too, but, he has the skills to deal with it! It also means your money gets stolen easily and you're left with cup noodles every night for a week because you can't afford a proper meal. Not to mention your sleep schedule taking a toll because you refuse to close up shop if a customer is taking their time because you don't want to 'hurt their feelings'. Or what about that cat bite that struggled to heal because-

Seth takes a deep breath, calming his racing and distraught thoughts. His superior Zhu Yuan said it herself, "If someone I love kept putting themselves in danger, then I'd step in, no questions."

He's offered countless times to handle things, to get you to call him in any sort of emergency, and wishes so badly that you would accept his feelings rather than saying something stupid like you'd get in the way of his goals.

Why is he so scummy?

The sound of the lock to your shop is loud in the empty street. It's 11pm, you usually shut at 9 tonight. You're so tired and unconcerned that you don't even jump at his presence when you finally turn around. Your parted lips spread into a smile, tired eyes crinkling as you greet him, "Officer Seth! What a lovely surprise, are you out patrolling?" When you step forward, you notice that he's hunched in on himself, a prominent frown on his usually cheerful face, ears back and looking solemn. You come even closer, unaware of any possible signals he could be giving you to stay away, "Seth? Are you okay, what's happening?"

Instead of saying anything directly, he just walks forward until his body meets yours, collapsing into you for a hug. You let him melt in your embrace, hands coming up to rub his back gently and pet the soft tufts of his hair, murmuring how you're there for him. He has to stop his hand from shaking when he holds up the injection pen, calmly moving your hair away from your neck as though he was simply returning the favour of comfort. "I'm sorry," he mumbles into your skin, his own tired eyes closing to shut out the world, allowing it to be only him and you, "It'll only get worse if I do nothing, and it's already so bad now."

You don't have time to ask him what he means, the sudden pressure in your neck causing you to yelp. The sting comes after the shock, you try to pull away but he doesn't let you move, only continuing to squeeze you against him as your legs buckle and go numb. "Seth...?" You whisper his name, looking up with such a worried expression that he can't help but smile softly.

"No, dummy," he lifts you up when your arms go paralysed next, walking in the direction of his car, "You're supposed to scream for help when something happens."

Your lips wobble as you begin to cry, unsure of what your dear friend is planning by doing something like this. His car comes into view and you shift your head against his chest, voice weak, "Help."

"Shh," he hushes you, savouring your warmth in the quiet night, "It's too late for any of that now. You'll be safe with me."

For weeks he had been dealing with this dark, malicious substance oozing through his veins at the prospect of doing something so criminal. Now, though? Now, as he holds you and feels you and sees you in front of his, he feels like everything is suddenly right with the world. He must've been overthinking everything like usual.

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Lycaon:

You shouldn't be so surprised to see that Lycaon has such a nice apartment. His job isn't exactly middle class and he rarely spends money outside of his fur upkeep products.

Still, as you sit the wet umbrella in its plastic sheath - curtesy of the building staff - next to the door way, you can't help but look around in awe. There's no a lot going on, a large lounge that has enough space for at least ten people, accompanied by a larger tv that is currently off. An open kitchen, hallways to the left and right, an upstairs with a balcony over half the floor plan.

And a lovely table and chairs by the floor-to-ceiling windows that looked over the city of New Eridu, which was currently pouring with rain and being illuminated by lightning.

Lycaon was standing by the lovely table, placing down the teapot down after pouring two cups before turning to face you. In an unusual turn of events, he wasn't wearing his signature uniform which you have grown accustomed to seeing, instead, he was in a simple black, buttoned down shirt and long pants. He hadn't changed the patch and belts on his face, however, which he regards with a tender touch and explanation, "Apologies, I barely had time to change before you arrived. Even though I invited you over, it's unforgivable of me."

You purse you lips at him, walking towards the set-up and stating, "You said you had feelings for me and yet you still talk to me like I'm one of your clients."

The corners of his lips tick up in a dejected smile, "I suppose it's habitual at this point. Besides, I'm still a little unsure how to go about this."

He pulls out the chair for you to sit, your body resting in the comfortable cushion on the hard seat. It takes you a moment to realise that what you said probably wasn't the best call right now. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that... I was just trying to lighten the mood."

This time, his smile is a little more sincere, "Please, do not worry about it. Our previous meetings have been a tad awkward so I understand."

This relaxes you greatly, your shoulders sagging in relief. You turn your attention to the hard rain hitting the windowsill next to you, the home is warm but you're close enough for the cool air on the window to still hit you, "It's really coming down, huh?"

"Indeed," he agrees, not that he could really argue against it. Lycaon takes your cup and opens a small sugar bowl, taking a spoonful and stirring until it all dissolves, "I believe the forecast stated that it would be storming all week."

"I hope the outer circles are okay, they tend to flood easily," you mindlessly pray, accepting the teacup once he's placed it back on the saucer. You both enjoy a silence of words as you sip from your respective beverages, the rain soothing your mind.

Lycaon's ears flicker every-so-often to the sound of thunder, an endearing attribute to witness. You wonder if days like these would be common if you had said yes. It would be nice, but, you know now just isn't the right time for something like that.

Lycaon considers differently.

He clears his throat after a while, once you both had enjoyed a substantial amount of tea, "I must admit, my reasons for inviting you over are not quite... honourable."

You finally look away from the drowning city lights and to your friend, "What do you mean?"

He sets his palms in his lap and takes a deep breath, exhaling from his mouth to steady any unease, "I'm afraid I won't be allowing you to leave here, (Y/n). I've contemplated back and forth about my actions and decided that this was the most favourable outcome."

Confusion hits you before any sort of fear or anxiety, "Huh? Are you going to kill me?"

When Lycaon stiffens at that, you can't help but feel like your joke wasn't exactly off the mark. It's only until he shakes his head, almost exasperated, that you finally remember to breathe, "Goodness, no! I would never entertain such a thing. I merely mean that unless supervised by myself, you won't be leaving the premises."

You roll your eyes and play along, "Okay, so, do I have to find a hint to unlock the door? Is this a new thing for your business-" everything suddenly blurs and you double over in exhaustion. What the heck? It takes a moment to recover but when you do, you stand abruptly from the table, both hands steadying you as your body is overcome with unease, "Actually... I don't wan'na to play anymore..."

One step turns to two, and perhaps you get another half in before you're knees are collapsing beneath you and Lycaon is holding you up. He's kneeling, carefully monitoring your condition to make sure you go down as simply as the drug entices. He's talking calmly, saying something to soothe the process, perhaps, but you'll never know beyond the jumbled noise being muffled by your own hearing.

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Lighter:

"You're not taking this seriously!" You shout at him, charging forward to get one good, hard punch to his cheek.

Lighter easily sidesteps you, grabbing a hold of your arm and twisting it backwards. You yelp in pain as he pins you down, finally doing something other than dodging your attacks, "Oh? Is that better or, do you want me to punish you more?"

His knee rubs suggestively between your thighs, your eyes tearing up in frustration as you thrash and kick. Mercifully, he retreats off of you and you you're quick to stand in another defensive position, "What is your problem?! If you're going to fight me than fight me properly!"

"I think you've forgotten that you're the one who issued this challenge," he pushes his sunglasses up his face nonchalantly, refusing to take them off despite the fact it's nighttime.

You growl and rush in to deliver a swift kick to his shin - which he artfully evades, "Only because you won't leave me alone! I'm fine by myself, I've always been fine by myself! I only ever started having troubles when you came into my life!"

He tuts and shakes his head, jumping back from another attack, "You know Big Daddy says it's not okay to tell porky pies. Little pigs like you who do get in big trouble for it."

That makes you falter, stepping back in bafflement and frankly a bit of discomfort, "What?"

Lighter is quick on his feet, stepping aside you, kicking out to trip up your ankle and catching you from behind. He spreads your legs with his own and holds your wrists behind your back, "If it weren't for me, nobody in the outer ring would look twice at you before robbing you blind and leaving your body dead in a ditch. Vulnerable city folk like you aren't exactly welcome here."

"Why go through all that trouble for someone like me, then?" You try to get out but this time, he isn't faltering, so you relinquish yourself for a moment of clarification, "If you guys hate me so much then why did you step in?"

"Because I like you. I really, fucking like you. And all I wanted was a bit of thanks and appreciation," he leans down to mumble in your ear, biting the lobe not all that gently. Again, you're pushed to the ground, his hips easily keeping you down without so much as breaking a sweat, "I win. Now, as per our agreement, this time you have to say, 'yes'."

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Harumasamasa:

You're hands are shaking so badly that you can't hold a cup of liquid without spilling it. Your head is swimming with nausea and you seeing double of everything. How long had he been doing this without you knowing? Was this why your back didn't seem to ache the same way anymore, or your knees or your shoulders?

The door to your cell opens and you're greeted with the man himself. It's amazing how easy it is for people with power to abuse the system. "So, how're you feeling, honey? Changed your mind yet?"

"Y-You're a monster," you spit, stuttering not because you're scared or cold, but because your teeth won't stop chattering from withdrawals.

Harumasa laughs, closing the cell behind him and crouching down so he's at the height of your quivering body on the bench, "Awh, I never claimed to be a good guy! But, I wouldn't go as far as say 'monster.' Still," he reaches out and gently tucks back some of your hair, "In this scenario, you might not be wrong."

You jut your head back, smacking the brick wall with the back of your skull, 'thud!', "Fuck off."

"Oof," he winces, eyes cringing, "That had'ta hurt. C'mon, baby, just say yes and I can make all this disappear."

You're swaying from lack of balance, gods you think you might throw up, "Can't you find someone else to force your love onto?"

He stands abruptly and the motion makes you fall back, only being supported by the construction that was now the cause in your skull, "Nope! I want you. I have since I started dosing you with these." He pulls out a baggie of colourful tablets, his medication for his rare affliction. Sighing wistfully, he cradles the rainbow meds against his cheek, "If it weren't for these bad boys than I wouldn't have been able to get you do addicted to me. No one else can help you now, honey. I'm all you've got."

"Someone will come," you wish under your breath, body falling forward while you clutch your stomach in pain, "Someone will notice."

Harumasa purses his lips at you, humming in thought. With a defeated moan, he pockets the medication and stretches his arms above his head, "Welp, let's see how strong your will is after another day in the cell." Striding to one corner of the room, he grabs the little, plastic rubbish bin and brings it between your legs, "Here, you're gonna need this. The next 24 hours will not be fun for you."

You only notice he's gone when the shutting door echoes through the room, too lost in trying to keep your withdrawing body from keeling over.