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[oddlylovingaddiction]

SFW YANDERE ALPHABET

This alphabet can work for both platonic or romantic yanderes! The things in brackets are suggestions of type of questions that go with that word, they are optional and you can choose which ones you want to answer, and you’re welcome to create your own questions that go with that word!

A = Affection! (How affectionate are they towards the person they’re a Yandere for? or What are some affectionate actions they do?)

B = Baggage! (Do they have any trauma that makes them act as a yandere? or How will they handle the other person they love’s trauma?)

C = Careful! (How careful are they not to get caught by person they’re a Yandere for?)

D = Dreams! (What’s their dream life with the person they’re a Yandere for?)

E = Embarrassment! (Do they ever get embarrassed by the person they’re a Yandere for? or Do they get embarrassed by their yandere actions?)

F = Found! (What happens if the person they’re a Yandere for finds out they’re a yandere? or What if someone who isn’t the person they’re a Yandere for caught them?)

G = Grieving! (What happens if the person they’re a Yandere for dies? or What if the person they’re a Yandere for has someone close to them die, how will they comfort them?)

H = Happiness! (How happy are they usually? or How happy if the person they’re a Yandere for tells them they love them?)

I = Intelligence! (How smart are they? or How crafty are they around the person they’re a Yandere for?)

J = Jail! (Would any of their actions cause them to go to jail? or Have they ever done something illegal?)

K = Kindheartedness! (How kind are they towards the person they’re a Yandere for? or How kind are they in general?)

L = Love! (How much love do they have for the person they’re a Yandere for? or How do they express their love?)

M = Mean! (How mean are they willing to be towards others who express fondness/love towards the person they’re a Yandere for?)

N = No’s! (What are some lines they refuse to cross? or Is there anything the person they’re a Yandere for does/will do that they don’t/won’t like?)

O = Obstacles! (What are some people standing in their way? or What are some challenges they have to face? or Is there anything standing in their way?)

P = Presents! (Do they give gifts to the person they’re a Yandere for? or How relaxed if the person they’re a Yandere for receives gifts from someone who isn’t them?)

Q = Quarrels! (What happens in a fight with the person they’re a Yandere for? or How argumentative are they?)

R = Raising! (Are they open to raising a pet or plant with the person they’re a Yandere for? or Are they open to starting a family with the person they’re a Yandere for?)

S = Safety! (Do they prioritize the person they’re a Yandere for’s safety? or Is safety a concern they have in general?)

T = Transform! (Are they likely to stop becoming a Yandere? or How did they end up a Yandere? or Is there any habits they’d fix if it means the person they’re a Yandere for loves them?)

U = Unfaithful! (Are they loyal to only the person they’re a Yandere for? or Is there anyone else they love? or Would they ever become a Yandere for someone else who isn’t the person they’re a Yandere for currently? or Are they a Yandere for more than one person?)

W = Weakness! (Do they have any weaknesses? or How weak are they towards the person they’re a Yandere for?)

X = X-ray! (What are some things in they keep in their pockets?)

Y = Yes’s! (What are some things the person they’re a Yandere for does that makes them happy? or How far are they willing to go for the person they’re a Yandere for?)

Z = Zzz…! (How well do they sleep at night? or How do they comfort the person they’re a Yandere for’s nightmares?)

[itoshiexx]

when you're mad and use their full name

how the blue lock boyfriends react when you're mad and use their full name

pairings: isagi yoichi, nagi seishiro and itoshi sae x gn!reader (separate) | warnings: little arguments, angst if u squint, reader is kinda hot headed? lol, mostly fluff and the boys wanting to be in your good graces.

notes: did i kick depression in the ass to finish this? not really. but it worked, and here i am! this is my nagi seishiro debut omgggg hopefully i did him justice and he's not too ooc. also new design for the scenarios to match my theme. enjoy, lovelies! let me know if you'd like especific scenarios and send me an ask :)

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ISAGI YOICHI

yoichi hoped he would die. 

really. 

it’s the least he deserved for making you angry — even more so because he didn’t know what made you angry in the first place. he spent the last fifteen minutes excavating his mind to try and remember what could have ticked you off so much that you don’t even wanna look at him.

he hates it. isagi needs your eyes on him, needs to hear your voice and touch your skin. and with the way you’re so silent and distant, he might be just like a man in the desert without water.

“baby,” he looked at you on the other end of the couch, intently watching the tv show in front of you.  just a glimpse would make him breathe again. just a nod would ease his nerves. hell, he would even take a glare, as long as you were looking at him.

but he got nothing. zero. nada.

“baby, please,” he tried again. “i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to make you mad.”

you furrowed your eyebrows, but still didn’t spare him a glance. he sighed.

“i’ll never do it agai—”

“do you even know why you’re apologizing, isagi yoichi?!” you asked, exasperated. your boyfriend froze on the spot when hearing his full name, because of course he didn’t. 

as far as he knew, you were having a great day together. he bought you breakfast from your favorite bakery, you made a delicious lunch and then you two went out shopping. he even gifted you with a beautiful necklace after an enthusiastic shop employee offered to show him some pieces—

oh.

“you got jealous of the saleswoman?”

“blah blah you got jealous of the saleswoman? heck yeah I did!” you impersonated him with a high pitched, sarcastic voice that showed just how mad you were. “she was all over you, yoichi, and you didn’t do anything!” 

he swallowed thickly, daring to approach you on the couch. he hugged your frame, despite the crossed arms in front of your chest making it a little hard.

“i’m sorry, darling. i didn’t even notice she was being inappropriate because you’re the only one i pay attention to. and i always figured people would never dare be so bold if you’re by my side and we’re clearly together.”

his sweet words coated you, making you glance away, knowing that looking at his puppy eyes would end you for good. 

“you should have done something anyway.”

“i know. i totally should, and i’m sorry i didn’t. i never meant to make you feel bad or let people disrespect you.” he rested his chin on your shoulder, breath shuddering right on your ear.

the sincerity in his voice was enough to chip away your anger, and you visibly relaxed in his embrace. yoichi held a breath of relief, knowing he still had to be careful.

“i’m sorry, baby. it won’t happen again. forgive me, please?” he placed a sweet kiss on your cheek, and god, how could you keep being mad like that?

damn isagi yoichi and his genuine blue eyes.

you uncrossed your arms, embracing his instead, and finally looked at him with love again.

“fine. but just because you’re so charming, ‘ichi.”

he chuckled. “you’re the charming one. i’m totally under your spell, darling.”

and when your lips met, yoichi hoped to keep living just to have more of you.

NAGI SEISHIRO

people would often ask him if his detached, nonchalant persona ever got in his way through his life. seishiro would always say no, because everything and everyone he did care about understood his lazy way and inability to do… pretty much everything.

that didn’t mean he never made the effort, though. as much as nagi liked to live like a sloth and just go on with his life playing video games, there were still things in his life that were worth it. like football. his friends. and you, of course. 

ever since you met, seishiro discovered that being with you wasn’t a bother. and after he fell in love and you became a couple, he found himself eager to indulge you, even if it meant going out of his way. his friends congratulated him and expressed genuine happiness to see how much he improved, and that, along with your beautiful smile, filled his heart with joy. 

however, no matter how much he tried, he was still…

“nagi seishiro.” 

a shiver ran down his spine with the sound of your voice, and not the good kind. he had never heard you sound so stern, so angry, so… disappointed, even. enough to leave a sour taste in his mouth. so much so he immediately lifted his eyes from his console, only to find your harsh gaze.

“ehh? wha’ did i do, angel? don’t say my name like that,” he pouted, crawling towards your body splayed on the bed. 

even when you tried to fight his embrace, nagi took advantage of his large frame to engulf you and lay his head on your chest, so you wouldn’t walk away in case you got any angrier.

“babeeeee,” he whined, hugging you tighter.

“let go of me,” you said, and he just shook his head. “you deserve it. you weren’t even listening to what i was saying, were you?”

what a hassle. he really wasn’t listening, but�� well, he got way too focused on beating the last boss. could you really blame him? 

he heard you scoff. “oh, my bad, i should have known it was the last boss. it’s more important than me anyway, right, nagi?”

fuck. fuck. fuck. did he say that out loud? he sounded like a dick. you had every right to be mad and call him by his full or last name. 

nagi lifted his head from your chest to look at you, feeling his throat tighten with the sight of your teary eyes. guilt gnawed at his chest when seeing how upset and frustrated you were. 

“eh, ’m sorry, pretty thing. i got too caught up ‘n didn’t notice you were talking t’me.”

“am i that invisible to you?” a tear almost rolled down your cheek. seishiro shook his head, a little more exasperated than usual. 

“huh? ’f course not, angel. y’re never invisible. all i see is you. y’re the most important to me,” he held eye contact, and even though you wanted to tear your gaze away, seishiro’s eyes were more magnetizing than ever, even if your view was a little blurry.

you knew your boyfriend wasn’t the type to lie, since he always claimed it was a hassle. you knew you were important to him, but his lack of consideration still hurt. 

“i’ll apologize as many times as you wish. ‘m sorry for not listening and making you feel bad. i never wan’ you to feel bad, pretty thing.” 

nagi used his strength to roll around and switch your positions, in a way you were on top of him instead. he started caressing your hair in a soothing motion, making your eyelashes flutter. “y’can talk as much as you want. i promise i’ll listen t’you.”

your eyes welled with tears for a different reason, and you hugged the striker as hard as you could. even if he faltered, seishiro never failed to make up to you and make you feel loved.

“promise, sei?”

“promise.”

ITOSHI SAE

although sae wasn’t exactly smart in the emotions field, he always knew when you weren’t happy with something. you scowled, huffed and rolled your eyes, keeping an eerie silence that was only broken when absolutely necessary. 

at that moment, he was sure you weren’t happy with him.

you both kept to yourselves while still at the event, masquerading any problems for the cameras. sae had a hand at the small of your back and he could feel how stiff you were. the midfielder wouldn't admit that seeing you so uncomfortable around him made his heart pang.

at the limo, the path to your shared penthouse was quiet, and you brushed him off when he tried to hold your hand. sae could only stare at his window with furrowed brows, itching to dissipate this awkward atmosphere. he never liked when you were mad, especially at him.

he expected some sort of explosion when you got to your apartment, but you kept your glaze off him, trying to walk to the bedroom for your night routine without even sparing him a word. 

nuh-uh. that wouldn’t do. 

he held your wrist before you could go, and lightly pulled you so that you were facing him. your eyes widened with the sudden movement, but narrowed as soon as landed on his face. 

“why are you mad?”

you scoffed. the audacity of this man. 

“you know exactly why i’m mad, itoshi sae.”

shit, the government name? you were really fucking angry.

“i wouldn’t be asking if i knew,” he answered, immediately regretting it when you glared at him, as if saying that wasn’t the right answer. “i-i mean… i didn’t realize what was wrong, amor.”

you walked closer to your boyfriend, making him release your wrist. despite his typical stoic face, sae was clinging to your every word.

“itoshi sae, you can not talk to your little brother like that!” you nearly growled on his face, surprising him. “you were very rude and condescending, and that’s no way to speak to rin!”

he frowned. you were mad because of rin? the little green monster inside of him threatened to grow, but he forced him to stay put. sae didn’t want to anger you further, so he simply let his hands slither to your hips, pulling you closer to him.

“i don’t think i was rud—” you lifted one eyebrow, and he rolled his eyes. “fine. i might have been kinda harsh.”

“and?” you crossed your arms.

he sighed. “i will apologize.”

“i’m serious about this, itoshi sae. i will ask rin—”

“i’ll tell him i’m sorry, okay? no need to keep talking about rin.” he interrupted, palms traveling to your ass while he nosed your neck. he planted a small kiss under your ear, huffing a minty breath that made you shudder. sae smirked. “and no need to keep calling me by full name, either. what happened to ‘cariño’?”

you held onto his biceps for some grounding, but still didn’t budge. 

“you weren’t very sweet today, so it’s not fitting.” 

he pouted while hiding in your neck, taking full advantage that you couldn’t see him, but was quick to withdraw to face you once again, touching your noses. one of his hands cradled your jaw, and you sighed with the pathetic effect your boyfriend had on you. 

“perdóname, amor?” he whispered against your lips, eyes sincere like you knew he could be. your poor little heart could never resist him when he was like this, rarely vulnerable and eager for you.

you gave a long exhale, arms moving to tangle around his neck. and folded.

“as long as you make it right, mi cariño.”

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[kingkaisen]

𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 truly didn’t mean to be so rough, but he couldn’t help it. Not when his attitude-having girlfriend finally stopped speaking to him so foully.

He didn’t bother with removing any of his clothes. He only unbuckled his belt, pulled out his hard cock, and slid your pretty head along his dick.

“Is this all it takes to get you to quiet down?” Nanami grunted, gripping your hair as he thrusted his big cock in and out of your mouth. “You just needed to take my dick down your throat in order to behave, hm?”

Tossing his head back with a groan, Nanami quickened his pace. And you could barely stand it; spit soaking his cock and dribbling down your chin, your eyes becoming wet and watery as your hands held on to his muscular thighs.

“That’s it, baby. You’re doing such a good job for me,” Nanami moaned. “I’m so close. Will you be a good girl for me today, and let me cum down your throat, sweetheart?”

His grip on your hair tightened. His heavy balls swung with every thrust. With his breathing becoming uneasy, moans and groans falling from between his lips, his orgasm started to build up in the pit of his stomach, swirling around inside of him until he couldn’t hold it in any longer.

“I’m cumming,” he gritted his teeth. “Swallow it. Every last drop of it.”

Nanami stopped thrusting, holding your head still as he shot his milky load into your awaiting mouth, and he listened closely to the beautiful sounds of his cum squirting out of his dick, and you swallowing it obediently.

When he pulled himself out of your mouth, you whined.

“What’s wrong? You want more?” He looked down at you as he spoke, his hand still gripping your hair as you nodded in response.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” Nanami bent down, capturing your lips in a messy kiss as he mumbled, “we’ll start fucking soon.”

[historyonthespectrum]

since a lot of people liked the last ones!!

[gigidraws13]

No context

BAAU belongs to Cuppajj

This F! Y/N insert design belongs to me

[lilly-townshend]

viktor is 100% an ipad kid

[rougepancake]

𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐌𝐄𝐍 that know how to treat a woman. You know this isn’t their first rodeo, and it’s clear it won’t be their last. They put your pleasure above their own, making it their goal to tease you until you cry.

𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐌𝐄𝐍 that make sure your neighbors can hear you. They have no shame when it comes to making you feel good, or making you loud.

𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐌𝐄𝐍 that whisper “it’s okay baby” while they go down on you. Their thrusts are harsh, but their kisses aren’t, and they make sure to talk you through the whole thing.

𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐌𝐄𝐍 who have you calling them back because you know no one else can do you as well as they can.

Welt Yang, Old Joseph Joestar, Pt. 6 Jotaro Kujo, Endeavor, Shinjuro Rengoku, Zhongli

[cheschesterpossum]

GANBARE, PROWL!

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[spaceycat]

ɴᴏᴡ ʀᴇᴄᴏʀᴅɪɴɢ ... 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚎, 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚖𝚎 ★彡

♫ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: touch it by ariana grande (4:20) //✮⋆ ˚.ᐟ " cause every time i'm with you. i go into a zone, and i remember other places you wanna go. " 𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋

✰ pairing: sub!bob reynolds x fem!reader

bob is constantly touching you, like if he wasn't you'd simply disappear from reality. especially after you went on missions, since he isn't aloud on any - and he gets so pent up when you're gone.

when you come home, he's on you in an instant - pulling you away from the rest of the team with a gentle hand gripping onto yours. he just mainly wants to be used, by you. majority of the time, you agree. but right now?

you wanted him to see just how special he was.

you were laying down on your bed beside bob after you had your shower. running your hand through his soft, brown curls - his eyes fluttered as he leaned into your touch. you looked over him, trying to commit all of him to your memory, the small golden spark in his eyes that you could see if you looked close enough, the slope of his nose, the way his adam's apple bobs as he looks at you.

the atmosphere was soft, comforting in the late of night. something you desperately needed after the entire teams bickering about what went wrong on the mission. bob offered you that, even if the both were far from softness - his hands rough and calloused as he places a hand to your waist.

he muttered something under his breath saying that he missed you, missed your presence in the large tower - the shadows confronting, of what lies beneath the surface of your boyfriend's thoughts.

you wanted to divert those thoughts, show that he was capable of good and pleasure, the same pleasure he gave you. you moved to rest on your elbow, pushing bob onto his back - a gasp leaving his lips. "what are you-- what are you doing?" he adjusted himself in this new position, watching your hand slip under his sweatpants - wrapping around his soft cock. a whimper immediately extracting from him as his head tilted back, colliding with the soft silken pillows.

"wanna show you how much i care about you, robby." you placed a quick kiss to his jaw, "the care you deserve." you pumped his cock steadily, feeling the beads of pre-cum already leaking down from the tip as he easily hardened in your hand from your touch and from your soft words.

"you-- mph.. you don't need to do that." he couldn't help but buck into your warm hand, it was involuntary - yet contradicting to his previous words. encouraging you on more.

you peppered kisses all over his face, to the small freckles that littered his face, his jawline, the tip of his nose, finally kissing his lips - bob couldn't help but lean up into your kiss wanting more, wanting everything. you felt his tongue licking at your lips, you eagerly opened your mouth in reciprocation. the kisses were heated and open-mouthed, a bit of spit dripping out of the corner of bob's mouth as his teeth and tongue clashed against yours - your hand slipping out of his sweatpants, the loss of contact making him whimper against your lips once more.

you pulled back to catch your breath for a moment, your mind took note of how bob chased your lips, his own spit-soaked and kissed red. you didn't get a moment to catch your breath, his hand moving to the back of your neck, fingers tangling in your hair as he pulled you back in without a second thought and the familiar heat returned. he let out a soft whimper, bob's other hand slipping underneath your shirt to palm at your tits, the feeling grounding in a strange way. his touch haphazard as he got lost in you, your gaze.

bob then moved to kiss at your neck, moving towards your collarbone - peppering kisses there as his eyes looked up into yours, flashing innocence and something deeper.

yearning, want, no not want. need.

"can i?.." he muttered against your collarbone, "i-i really wanna see you." you nodded, "words?' "yeah, go ahead robby." you ran your hand through his brown curls again, watching as he pulled your shirt off you - looking over you, his lips parted, breath heaving. "pretty.." he muttered, more to himself than you - hands moving over the scars that littered your body from past missions and experiments, paying attention to every one. he didn't see you as a monster, or a villain - because he understood, he's lived in the same shoes and he'll kiss every scar until you knew that you shouldn't see yourself in such a demeaning way.

he then looked up at him, this gaze experimental and mischievous - as he wrapped his lips around one of your perked nipples, tongue swirling over the sensitive skin as heat enveloped it. your hand tightened in his hair, earning a soft groan from his lips - feeling the vibrations.

you then moved your hands back down to his sweats, pushing down the fabric of them and his boxers - his hard, neglected cock shining in the dim light of the moon looking sickeningly mouth-watering. you pushed up his sweater, revealing his toned abdomen which is a sight you really love to see especially with him suckling on your tits like your a goddess but also to prevent cum from spilling onto the fabric, because bob was known to cum a shit ton during sex and making messes was his forte and you weren't really in the mood for cleaning the bedsheets or yet another one of his sweaters because of one of your rendezvous.

his hips were bucking up before you even touched him, his mouth moving to your other tit - placing a hand to your waist to make you look at him again. you looked down at him, his eyes seeking praise.

"you're being so good, sweet boy." the pet name made him ever the more eager to please. you started to pump his cock slowly, taking note of how his mouth faltered - just for a moment, something flashing in his eyes.

your pace increased around his cock, focusing around the sweetly red coloured head. the feeling made bob release your nipple from his touch, head resting against your shoulder as he regained his breath - lips parted and mouth panting against your scarred skin, drool dripping out of his mouth now, collecting at his jaw.

"look, robby." you cooed, "look at how much your leaking." your words alone made him whimper loudly, he shakily turned his head around. looking at your hand wrapped around his cock, pre-cum spilling from his tip over your hand, making your hand wet and the vein on his cock glisten in. "oh, fuck-- mph, god--" whimpers practically spilled from his mouth, head falling back again.

"mm-- gonna.. baby, i'm- oh god you feel so good." he was babbling now, words coming out of his mouth before thinking - his brain not filtering or registering. his hands clawing at your shoulders, wrapping around your waist to be stabilised.

"let go, wanna make you feel good." you placed a soft kiss to his lips, his hand reaching and pulling you back in as his whimpers were muffled by your lips - he then spilt over your hand, thick hot ropes of cum making a mess of his stomach, some spilling onto the sheets. "fuck-- fuck-" he moaned out against your lips, breath panting into your open mouth. his thighs were practically shaking, hips bucking into your hand. he slowly came down from his thigh, his cock still pumping out a few spurts that landed on his inner thighs or abdomen.

"you still with me?" you noticed his fucked out expression, his eyes closed as he caught his breath. he simply nodded, no words coming out. his eyes flicking up to yours, watching as you scooped some of his cum from his thigh placing it to your lips - extracting a moan from yourself. "taste." you held your fingers up to his mouth and he eagerly brought them into his own, warm enveloping your fingers. you pulled your spit-soaked fingers from his mouth. he just stared at you, wide eyed.

"c'mere.. wanna make you cum on my tongue" bob pulled you to straddle his shoulders, wrapping his arms around your thighs.

the next day, walker looked that at the two of you weird for the entire day because the two of you weren't exactly the quietest.

✰ a/n: uhm i guess this is kind of breaking my hiatus!! i have a couple of posts lined up, still feeling unmotivated but this came to me in a dream!!!! i <3 pathetic men..

[arabaka-archived]

₊˚ʚ ☁️ ₊˚ ♡ ﾟ. content warnings ⤸ sfw. gojo satoru x afab!reader. the many ways your husband, satoru, makes your baby laugh is limitless. while i don't mind ageless/minors interacting with my sfw posts, do NOT follow if you do not have your age in bio.

Babies are messy eaters; that's just a fact.

But imagine Satoru feeding your child in their high chair. Every piece of carefully cut food ends up in crude splatters that stay suspended in midair because of his Limitless... Which only makes your baby laugh harder, their cheeks glowing and nose scrunching... But also throw their food harder... Which is all fun and games until your baby tries it with you and they just end up making you look like a Pollock painting.

(You make Satoru endure it next time.)

[thechaoshuman]

BELIEVE HIM (explosions go off in the distance)

(made from a template on Pinterest)

[h-doodles]

thank u mommy i mean mommy i mean mommy i mean MO—

[itoshiexx]

can i dance with your s/o?

how the blue lock boys react when someone asks to dance with you.

pairings: itoshi rin, itoshi sae, mikage reo x fem!reader (separate) | warnings: jealousy, slight possessiveness, overall fluff, teeny bit suggestive on sae's

notes: hi guys! i wasn't planing on posting anything since i haven't been able to write (studying for the bar and all), but since i reached 300 followers, i thought maybe i could post this lil thing that was in my drafts for a long time lol it's quite different from what i usually do but i hope y'all like it! and tysm for 300!! <3

ITOSHI RIN

the lights of the room flickered around the sparkles in your long dress and practically made you glow. the piece of clothing was beautiful — an italian design rin bought for you specially for that night, where you would accompany him to a charity event. there were hundreds of football players like him in the venue, but rin’s sight could only focus on you. 

a song was playing softly in the background, and he admired you from afar, sitting in the bar along with some of his teammates while you chatted with their girlfriends, who became your friends pretty quickly. that was just how you were, always easy going and approachable, very unlike him. it was easy to be drawn to you like you were the sun, and rin was more than happy to be in your orbit.

then, the song changed to a slow paced tune, and he saw your beautiful eyes turn to him and sparkle just as much as your dress — if not more. the girls you were chatting with came towards their respective boyfriends, but you remained there, just staring, as if knowing it was a lost cause. 

itoshi rin didn’t like to dance. 

and while he was distracted by your orbs, someone decided to talk.

“can i dance with your girlfriend?”

the voice sent chills down his spine, and rin turned to the owner with a harsh glare, scrutinizing the image of none other than itoshi sae. they still had a pretty fucked up relationship, even after rin went pro, and he was not happy to hear what he just heard.

“what the fuck did you say?” his tone came out slowly, a veiled threat.

sae didn’t even blink. “i asked to dance with your girlfriend. you are certainly not doing it, and since i didn’t come with anyone, it would be rude to leave her there. haven’t you learned shit, rin?”

a vein nearly popped in his forehead. it was already bad enough to hear the condescending tone in sae’s voice, but implying he could take better care of you than him? no, that wouldn’t do.

“fuck off, you shitty brother. don’t come near her.”

he stormed off to the dance floor, leaving his shitty brother and his knowing smirk behind, immediately going to your figure. he could tell you were confused, but gave you no time to ask, taking your soft hand in his and dragging you to where the other couples were dancing.

both of his hands found home in your waist, just like he always found home in you. your arms laced his neck by pure reflex, considering you were still very much confused with your boyfriend’s attitude. 

“what happened?”

rin played dumb. “hm? what do you mean? i’m just dancing with my girlfriend.” he shrugged like it was no big deal. 

it really wasn’t. not when you smiled at him like that.

sure, itoshi rin didn’t like to dance. but he loved you, and if dancing would make you happy and keep you away from his shitty brother, he would do it in a heartbeat.

ITOSHI SAE

parties were not really sae’s thing. he wasn’t one to socialize with his teammates, and he didn’t feel the need to talk to sponsors or to the media, considering he had a manager to do that. so how he got caught up in one was a true mystery. 

sure, playing for the U-20 national team could be a big deal for a lot of people, but not for sae. he hated japan and all its weak players, and the only reason he agreed to play in the first place was to see project Blue Lock firsthand. he definitely did not sign for a party.

though he supposed he could endure it if you were there. 

the dance floor was crowded, and a pop hit was blasting through the speakers. you were with sae on the bar just a minute ago, but your already tipsy self exclaimed to love this song and the need to dance it, so that’s what you were doing. and fuck, what a sight you were. 

your skimpy dress hugged your body in all the right places, marking the curve of your ass. every time you moved in sync with the beat, swaying your hips, he could feel his breath hitch in his throat, always eager for what was under the fabric. you were breathtaking, and his. 

“hey, genius boy!”

sae grunted when his eyes were forced to leave your frame, and he was not pleased to find oliver aiku by his side, portraying his signature toothy grin. his only acknowledgement was a hum, hoping oliver would take a hint and leave him the fuck alone. 

“nice night, huh?”

sae sighed. apparently, he can’t take a hint.

“sure,” was all he said, turning his eyes back to you. you were still having fun by dancing like there was no tomorrow, and for a moment, sae wanted to smile from the way you were so carefree. he didn’t, though. but maybe something in his stoic demeanor cracked by looking at you, because the guy next to him spoke up.

“whatcha looking at?” oliver followed his sight before sae could fool him, and he felt anger rising when spotting a glimpse of desire in the heterochromatic eyes of his teammate. “oh, wow. what a babe.”

sae narrowed his eyes with an impossibly harsh glare that could make anyone cower. oliver didn’t. “she’s my girlfriend, so back the fuck off.”

“oh! can i dance with your girlfriend? she seems lonely.” the player smirked, seemingly enjoying to tease sae.

“look,” the older itoshi started, unamused. “you should probably know by now that i don’t tolerate bullshit. especially when it comes to her.”

oliver cocked his brow. sae continued, “so if you wanna have a slight chance to win against Blue Lock and not lose your shitty spot in the U-20 team, don’t fucking test me.”

finally, the player raised his hands in surrender, leaving without saying another word. chugging down the rest of his drink, sae made his way towards you, gluing his body behind yours and securing you close with a hand on your waist.

“hey, baby,” he mumbled in your ear. “wanna get out of here?”

MIKAGE REO

being the heir of a billionaire corporation was no easy task. although there were some good parts in it, such as the money to do whatever one pleased, reo mostly dreaded everything related to his position. of course, this included the galas thrown by his family. 

these galas were always full of snobby CEO’s and their heirs, trying to secure their spot in the light by arranging a marriage with the Mikage’s son. this part, at least, was solved when reo finally got married to you, and of course enduring hours of these boring parties became a hundred times better with you by his side. 

however, he couldn’t say he was exactly pleased with the way all eyes were on you every time you put on some high couture outfit. you were stunning — reo knew that much, and he always boasted to anyone who could hear about it —, but he couldn’t help the spark of possessiveness that always ignited inside his chest whenever someone else stated this fact. 

such as the old man talking to him. 

“your wife is truly beautiful, mikage. a hidden gem.”

reo could feel his anger rising, jealousy and overprotectiveness becoming one. but he remained calm on the outside, a smiley façade that could effortlessly fool those around him. he couldn’t be rude, considering this geezer was one of the main investors of the mikage corporation. 

“indeed, she is,” he answered through his teeth. the man didn’t seem to notice his gleaming eyes that could very much be homicidal. 

“how long have you been married again?”

“two years.” he took a sip of the champagne glass in his hands. the liquid went down his throat with a burning sensation that made him momentarily forget about the searing rage in the pit of his stomach. 

“oh, to be young again. i wish i could go back and enjoy my youth a little more,” the investor laughed, and reo had to force himself to do the same. his eyes, however, didn’t leave your frame. 

you were graciously talking with three women of high society, distributing kind smiles as if they weren’t as precious as the diamonds in your neck, if not more. reo was well aware that none of the people on that gala deserved the goodness of your heart, but you couldn’t help but be sympathetic towards everyone. maybe that was why you were so adored. he knew for certain it was one of the reasons he loved you so much. 

“do you mind if i dance one song with her?”

fuck. that man was still there. 

“sure,” albeit hesitantly, reo agreed with a forced smile, watching as the investor walked up to you and bowed to ask for a dance. with your usual gentleness, you agreed, taking his hand and going to the middle of the ballroom for a waltz. the mikage could only watch your ethereal form glowing under the candelabrum, eyes softening with the way you were so carefree.

he was glad to have your purity in such a corrupted world.

when the song ended, reo wasted no time in coming to you and taking your hand from the man with a gentlemanly gesture that made you smile. you bid farewell to the investor with a small courtesy, your hand finding your husband’s easily. 

“hey, beautiful.”

“hey, handsome,” you whispered, eyes sparkling. “you were totally holding yourself back, weren’t you?”

you both laughed at the way you could read him so easily. though reo didn’t mind.

“hell, yes. i was dying to drag you back to my arms.”

it was where you belonged, anyway.

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ummm so i made smth 🤭 maid!reader w my features? ig? (hair and stuff hehe) but like, if you wanted to imagine maid reader and her wings, this is what she'd look like for the most part 🥹

i am actually so obsessed w her like SHES SO ADORABLE also im so proud of the wings i drew like OMG?? MY FIRST TIME DRAWING ANYTHING REAL AND THIS??? I ADORE THIS OMG

(i drew this, it took me a whole day yall. i kinda imagined the wings like this, so im really happy with how it turned out) (ps. please be nice its not the best but it was my first time)

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the fact that I can put all of them in the first spot🧍‍♀️

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