icekweenb

[icekweenb]

[icekweenb]

Can we get some nsfw Leon hcs?👀

Abso-damn-loutely! Srry it took 6293863929373 days to answer, I’m a depressed woman w/ a busy life

A for Aphrodisiac

What always turns them on?

Leon has multiple tabs open in his brain and at least 3 of them have constant displays of you. He loves looking at you and taking pictures of you! It doesn’t even have to be explicit to turn him on; just seeing how good your legs look in a skirt or how your outfit accentuates your body will have him ready.

B for Bondage

Who gets tied up and how?

100% a switch; he allows you to tie him up and even gives tips on certain knots. He’s always impressed when you get it right and praises you for listening to his instructions. He’s a little uneasy at first but easily succumbs to your ministrations.

When it’s your turn to be tied he’s focused and careful. Making sure the knots aren’t pinching you or digging into your skin in ways you don’t like while telling you all the things he plans to do to you. When he’s finished he likes to stand back and admire the masterpiece he created and how pretty you look strung up for him.

C for Cuddling

How do they cuddle after sex?

Leon will want to hold you/be close. He doesn’t care how hot it is in the room, how messy the bed is, or how sweaty/sticky you are after! He wants to hold you and pillow talk until you both can’t stay awake anymore.

D for Dirty

How do they dirty talk? What do they say?

With Leon it’s either a smooth start or almost cringey. I imagine it starts as something cringey/jokey and you playfully express your disgust while pushing him away from you. He’ll pull you closer and apologize with a soft kiss and say “I’m sorry baby. It’s just that the idea of *insert cringey thing but in a sexy voice here* with you is really turning me on. If you give me a chance, I think you’ll enjoy it even more than I will” or something along those lines.

E for Exposed

What is the most daring place they've had sex?

In a church. I cannot elaborate further but it’s out there lol

F for Favorite

What do they find sexiest about their partner?

Leon would find your voice the sexiest! He imagines it all the time while he’s away

G for Graceful

What is the weirdest position they've tried?

The Amazon position for sure!

H for Hands

What do they do with their hands during sex?

Leon’s hands are always holding or caressing some part of you; he loves holding your hips when you ride him. Sometimes he’s so wrapped up in the moment he’ll leave bruises behind

I for Imagination

What do they fantasize about?

Depending on the kind of day he’s had, the fantasies are endless. Some times it’s him helping to measure how deep your throat is, other times it’s imagining all the things he’d do to you on your wedding night. Every fantasy is perfect to him as long as it stars you

J for Jazz

What's their go-to sexy song/playlist?

Leon loves a good slowed and reverb track, doesn’t matter what it is as long as it sounds good and fits the mood

K for Kink

What's their secret kink?

It’s a mix of public sex and auralism! He travels to many different places and when he gets a moment alone he often imagines taking you in the nicer ones he’s seen and how your voice would sound as it moaned his name over and over or how he’d have to cover your mouth so the people around you wouldn’t hear too much

L for Lingerie

What kind of underwear do they like to wear or have their partner wear?

Leon wears fashion briefs a.k.a tighty white-ys! When he’s home he prefers boxers. When it comes to what you wear, Leon appreciates attention to detail. It turns him on when you pop out with new style of lingerie in a color he mentioned he loves on you 2.5 weeks ago!

M for Moan

What kind of noises do they make? What sounds do they like to hear from their partner?

We a l l know exactly what sounds he makes thanks to the godsend that is DBD but he’s also a talker. He talks because, while he knows you love hearing, it makes him feel good too! He loves telling you how good you feel, how close he’s getting, asking you to beg, etc. He loves fucking his partner beyond words; watching you go from being able to form full on sentences to whimpers, moans, and single syllable words is a huge accomplishment for him

N for Night

What time of day do they prefer to have sex and why?

Leon’s grown to be fond of morning/daytime dec simply because it’s a rarity for you to wake up together. He loves being able to arouse you awake so he can have you cum while you watch the sunrise

O for Oral

Giving or receiving? Why?

Receiving because that’s Leon’s weak spot. If he’s mad or upset or anything of the sort, seeing you on your knees ready to pleasure him give him a little jolt out of the funk he was in just so he can enjoy your talents undistracted

P for Position

What is their favorite position(s) and why?

Leon loves missionary just so he can take in everything all at once. He loves to watch your face while he rearranges your guts

Q for Quickie

How would they have sex if they're in a hurry?

Quick sloppy kisses and hurried movements but he always makes sure you’re satisfied; he’d curse your underwear for being in his way before slowly pushing inside. He’d hum at the moan you let out and stay still for a few seconds, looking into your eyes. He knows he has to be quick but he loves savoring the feel of you around him and how hot you are both inside and out. Then he’s straight to it, working you both towards a much needed orgasm before he has to go away for work.

R for Role Play

What is their role-playing fantasy?

Leon’s go-to role is the cop who just wants a lil somethin’ for letting you slide without giving you a speeding ticket! He’d be down to try new stuff though

S for Sexy

What would they do/wear to turn on their partner?

Once Leon is invested, there’s nothing that could gross him out(aside from the big no nos most people seem to have). If you told him it turned you on to paint him with honey and fuck in a feather factory you would get a little side eye and occasional teasing but he would absolutely do what you asked

T for Trust

How would they implement rough sex or kinks?

Slowly and based off of the comfort of both parties. If something rough happens spur of the moment he will always check in after to apologize if it caught you off guard or to ask how you liked it/if it’s something you’ll want more of in the future.

U for Under

Who's in charge and how?

Leon is game for anything! He’s willing to take control of everything from start to finish if you ask it of him. He’s also more than ok with handing the reigns over to you, giving himself over to you for your every whim

V for Voyeur

What do they like to watch their partner do?

Leon loves watching his partner while they go self care! It brings him joy to watch you care for the person he holds most dear.

W for Wet

How would they have sex in the shower?

Slowly and sensually; lathering your skin with his hands and worshipping you while he washed you from head to toe. Then he’ll let you touch him and even offered to kneel before you so you can wash his hair. He’d barely last 2 mins before he’s throwing your leg over his shoulder to taste you and then…well, you know the rest

X for X-Rated

What kind of porn do they watch or read?

He can’t get off to visuals unless the likeness between his irl interest and the video/book character is uncanny. But if he finds someone who sounds like you, he’ll close his eyes and imagine you instead

Y for Yummy

How would they involve food/drinks?

He treats his partner like a sundae! Whipped cream, chocolate sauce, and a couple cherries placed here and there just for him taste before he devours his real dessert ;)

Z for Zipper

How do they prefer to undress? Both themselves and their partner.

Leon gets home and wants everything off/to be comfortable! He takes pride in what he does so he’ll quickly and put everything in its place. He thoroughly enjoys a show from his partner; he’d enjoy watching as you deliberately remove one piece of clothing at a time. To him it’s like watching a perfect gift unwrap itself 🎁

[icekweenb]

Working on anything new? Have any spare crumbs for us in the meantime?🥺

Howdy you kind and inquisitive anon! I’ve been struggling a lot and am recovering from an emergency surgery rn! I am working on multiple things(all spicy) and look forward to posting them soon!

[icekweenb]

Ahhhh!!! I loved those hcs!!! The depth you went into them was really nice. Do you have a favorite from Tokyo revengers?

Omg thank you so much for reading them you made my heart smile 😭! I often feel like ppl find me writing the little details annoying so I’m stoked that you loved them 🖤 Once upon a time I was strictly obsessed with Draken but now I’m in love with with 50% Baji and 50% Takemichi!

[icekweenb]

Tokyo Revengers HC Request <3

I love stuff like this and I hope y'all like it too!

Draken

Strong and silent king on the outside but there’s a lot going on inside. He’s always been in a protector role so it makes sense to say that he’ll bash a bitch’s face in for you. He is proud but private with you so when he wants to say something to you he’ll lean in just close enough for only you to hear. He’s gentle with you and he wants to make sure you’re comfy at all times! Too hot = “Let’s get some ice cream to cool off a little.” And don’t even think about pulling out your wallet. Too cold = Here, take this.” It’s his only jacket and he ain’t taking no for an answer. When you’re in public together he won’t do any extra obvious PDA but he wants you close enough to him that he can move you out of harm’s way. He’s very aware of you and your emotions so if y’all are in a sticky situation that has you nervous, he’ll subtly graze your hand with his fingers to offer you a piece of reassurance. Away from the public and rival/enemy eyes he will absolutely be close with you. If you’re walking by he’ll grab you and pull you onto his lap without breaking conversation. He’ll laugh and joke around and tease you. When you’re alone with him he’ll want you close almost all the time; totally a secret cuddle bug for sure. He’d like it when you take his braid out and massage his scalp after a long day of kicking ass. If you were in an argument/fight he’s the type to tell you he’s leaving for a few hours. He would come back much later;probably when you’re asleep(because you couldn’t keep your eyes open waiting for him anymore). He would feel a little guilty seeing evidence of old tears on your cheeks. He’d let you sleep and decide to smooth things over with you in the morning.

Bonus thought: he would def watch scary movies with you just to scare you and tease you for screaming lol

Mikey

Spoiled short king but he treats you like a KWEEN! He lives for PDA and would declare you as his in front everyone around; loudly too. “She’s MY girl!” and grabbing you for kisses whenever he sees fit. He would take you to festivals and carnivals/anything you find interesting(even if it’s boring for him). Mikey would demand respect for you and beat the shit out of anyone who doesn’t. He has absolutely no qualms about flaunting you and showing you off. Mikey goes all in so once you’re with him there’s no going back; you’re his world so he will include you in everything but fighting. When he’s talkin’ shit to someone his arm is around you with his hand resting casually on your hip. He’d find a secret little sense of joy when the person he’s talking to is distracted by you calmly leaning into him. “Isn’t she gorgeous?” or “Stop staring at my girl.” he’d say. When the person is responding with some form of insult or threat he’d just ignore them and give you a quick lil smooch and a “Stay safe, I’ll be right back.” After the fight he’d come and make sure you’re ok and tell you to ignore the blood running down his face. “You’re ok? Did anyone hurt you? Oh I’m bleeding? This is nothin’!” When you’re alone he would enjoy letting you fuss over him. He’d find your touch to be soothing while you gently clean his wounds with a warm cloth. If you got into an argument with Mikey it would be very heated; he would be vicious/cutthroat, not mincing any words with you or holding back(which he would end up feeling guilty about). After storming off for a couple hours max he would come back with a guilty expression before sitting next to you but looking away while apologizing. You’d have to put up a little more fight to get a genuine apology but when you got it, you’d know he meant it.

Bonus thought: he’d be very grateful to have you by his side

Takemichi 

Emotional crybaby king but don’t let that fool you! He’s soft enough to bring ease and comfort to those around him but strong enough to take care of business. Takemichi is thoughtful, gentle, and kind to you; sweet enough to make your teeth hurt! He wears his emotions on his sleeve and has no trouble expressing himself to you. His enthusiasm will naturally carry to everything he does with you and he won’t give up until you’re happy. He cares deeply and will try to remember most of the things you find important(and the little random things you mention). You mentioned you’re having a bad day at work? He’ll be waiting for you at the end of your shift with a thing you randomly mentioned wanting 3 weeks ago. He loves spending time with you but he’s always worried something will happen to you. He’ll insist on you staying home/going with friends while he’s out but he’ll deeply appreciate you staying by his side and accepting what he does. He’s always glancing over at you and making sure you’re okay. If a fight breaks out he’s immediately trying to push you to safety. If someone bumps into you or you get hurt/make some sound of distress he’s right there to protect you. “DON’T TOUCH HER!” he’d scream at the top of his lungs, fist flying though the air to punch the fuck out of your assailant. He would feel so guilty that he’d spend the rest of the day apologizing/crying out of frustration at himself for putting you into these situations. If you got into an argument with him it would be emotional and immediate tears but no storming off! If you tried he would grab your hand and turn you around for immediate conflict resolution. Seeing you upset/crying would no doubt make him cry and he would feel guilty about it(even if it’s not his fault).

Bonus thought: if he does forget something important(I.e a date) he’ll make you a homemade card and your favorite dinner(just a lil extra crispy)

Baji

Aggressive and confident king here but he’s quick to clarify that he doesn’t mean to be, well, mean! He’s not really used to expressing himself with things like this so he’s a little embarrassed about it. When you’re out and about he wants you to stay close to him but he’s not quite sure how to say it nicely. It ends up coming out like “C’mere and hold my hand dammit!” while he’s blushing and looking away, hand held out expectantly. It gives you room to tease him but you still do as he asks. He shows you affection in different ways, usually a little gruff because of his embarrassment. “How can you forget your jacket when it’s raining, stupid? Take my coat so you don’t get sick.” or “I saw you staring at that *insert thing you saw walking past a store*. Why didn’t you just say something?Just take my cash so you can buy it.” He loves the thrill of being with you in public because he loves when people see you together. He’s definitely a “Are you looking at my girl?” kind of guy and will defend you from any threat. He even asks you to put his hair up before fights(which is totallyWhen you’re alone it’s a lot easier for him to relax and do what he wants but he’s still a little rough about it. “Well don’t just stand there! Come sit on my lap, I want to watch a movie.” When you don’t move fast enough he’ll sigh like he’s exasperated and just grab you/pull you to him. He’ll say a meaningless insult to hide the fact that he’s very much blushing. When you’re in a fight with Baji, this man is  t o x i c. He wants you to hurt because, while he’s not showing you, he’s hurt too. He doesn’t run; he’d stand right in your face and speak quietly, forcing you to listen to his harsh words and take them in. He brings out the hurt in you to the point where you’re matching him in toxicity. Once he gets to the point of screaming he leaves with a slam of the door, standing outside of it for a moment before leaving for a few hours. When he returns he’s calm enough to speak and decent enough to give you a real apology. He’s not used to asking for forgiveness when he’s wrong but he’ll work to make it up to you in his own ways. He’s not usually quick to forgive but he seems to have a softer approach with you so, after a little work, he’ll forgive you.

Bonus thought: after the fight he leaves to go to Chifuyu’s house for advice 

Chifuyu 

This king is calm and logical. He’s on the more reserved side of things but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t know how to have fun with you! He’s fiercely loyal and has tunnel vision when it comes to those he cares about. Your well-being is important to him and he doesn’t take no for an answer. “You’re feeling hot, feverish even. Here, lay in bed while I get you some medicine!”  If you pout about it he’ll kiss your forehead and tell you “I won’t be able to focus if I have you with me and I know you aren’t feeling well. Please, just relax here and I’ll be back as soon as I can.” While he’s out he’ll text/call you to make sure you’re ok and send you pictures of everyone you’re friends with in the gang to entertain you. He’s happy to do things with you from binging shows to doing random art projects. He loves to spend quality time with you and he’s surprising funny/goofy when he’s relaxed. When you’re stressed out or having a problem he’s quick to calm you down and offer a solution. “I don’t like seeing you upset. How about we just *insert solution here* instead?” He speaks to you in quiet, soothing tones to relax you more while holding your hand or rubbing your shoulders. In private Chifuyu is always touching and holding you; his top love language is clearly touch. He hates fighting/conflict with someone he cares about so you’ll be hard pressed to ever get an argument out of him.

Bonus thought: Chifuyu is a little possessive so he would give you his other earring to wear to scare off anyone who’s interested 

*NSFW* MINORS NOT WELCOME, look away! I’ll preface this by saying I’m a grown ass being and when I write nsfw I always imagine the characters as adults and never minors because ewww absolutely tf not. Also a lot of this is literally straight from a convo with my bestie so it’s my most authentic self in writing form lol. 

Draken 

Draken seems like a quiet one but he’s actually whispering/talking to you almost the entire time. He likes to keep you engaged with your attention on him/focused in the moment. I think he likes that intense holding the back of your neck so you have to look into his eyes while he’s speaking. He’s tall so he’s definitely a “get on the counter and spread your legs for me” guy; his composure would be pristine but there would be something that'd make him snap. Probably a stutter in your breath or your body’s  tremble right before you tense. Seeing you in his shirt would trigger something almost primal in him; a sure fire way to get him going. ALSO I think he'd tease really bad, not in a mean/degrading way but he’d gently pry your hands away from your face and hold your wrists about your head while little comments that'd embarrass tf out of you. “Aww you’re blushing? Don’t hide that pretty face from me. I love watching you cum.” He’s 100% someone who loves giving a little more than laying back and letting you do the work. 

Mikey 

I think Mikey would loooooooove to hear his name exactly when you finish! He’s not a really gently guy and he’s used to getting what he wants.  He gives me “let’s fuck in this alley” and “I need you right now” vibes and Like “I have a meeting with the gang in 20 minutes so lift you skirt up real quick” 😩 He'd be a head pusher I think; ego mixed with seeing how long he can get away with it before you gasp for air. I also think he would totally be into role playing; he would LOVE if you surprised him with a costume or TMG uniform! You’re the only person he would temporarily relinquish leadership and probably only for the sake of role playing. He’d love the challenge you’d present but he probably can’t handle teasing for too long. Before long he’s at a “oh yeah? Is that right?” point and takes over.

He also seems like he would love to bump into you in public and pretend to be strangers while flirting it tf up. “Oh well aren’t you pretty. Wanna come home with me? I promise you won’t regret it.” Mikey is a performer so he’d pick up the phone mid sex and either play it cool like nothings going on, or put you on the phone while you're an absolute mess. He puts you on the phone/speaker, if you don't talk he'll hit you with "what, now you're shy?" Or some shit like that, putting you on the spot even more. Mid gut stir the phone rings and he’s like “hello? Oh yeah, she’s right here!” Then he says to you “better act normal or you’ll get us caught” then starts hitting all the coochie cheat codes to get you to fuck up. 

Takemichi 

Eager to please and happy to let you have your way with him. He would be shy/nervous in the beginning but once he’s into it, he’s wildly confident and comfortable. He’s able to adapt to whatever vibe you put out. Had a stressful day and need someone to take it out on? He’s your willing captive. Needing to let go and just enjoy. He’s all about; “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you. Just…tell me if it’s too much, ok?” He would never push your limits but he trusts you to test his. He’s vocal and is absolutely blushing about it after. Takemichi commits himself to the experience and follows your lead. Whatever you’re into he’d be into wholeheartedly as long as you aren’t drawing blood. I think he would love edging to the point of begging/near tears. And when you fiiiiiinally allow him some relief the moaned/whimpered “ugh,thank you” would be scrumdelicious. 

Baji 

I think a good one for Baji is that even though he always puts his hair up for fights he secretly loves his scalp massaged and his hair pulled during ✨ bon appétit time✨. A fistful of hair hit real different in the sheets vs the streets. Whenever characters care about their hair I imagine them to almost have an Aoba-like(Dmmd reference)sensitivity to it if that makes sense?  Baji 109% gives me possessive vibes but I think he’d definitely let someone try by themselves then when they’re done “Did you enjoy yourself? Good. Now let me show you how it’s done.” He’s a performer like Mikey but he knows your body like his own so he’s totally putting on a show while making you feel your absolute best. He’s a “She likes to be touched here just like this, see?” And his goal is to make you react as authentically/loudly as possible to show he’s best for you. Baji is a thrill seeker so he gives me exhibitionist vibes. If you’re out at a club/party and you’re looking too good or he’s noticing lots of people checking you out then he’s taking you to the bathroom so you echo loud enough for them all to hear. You’d try to be a little quiet and he would not accept that. “Let them hear me making you feel what they never will.” 

Chifuyu 

I think he’s someone who loves to touch but especially he touched. He enjoys the slow build up of tension before you begin. Candles that turn into massage oil are a must for Chifuyu; he’s very hands on and loves slow, sensuous touches. Like Baji, he’s possessive. He wants everyone to see that you’re his without having to flaunt it day and night. He wants matching/corresponding tattoos so he's always with you in some way. “No one will ever forget you’re mine.” He’s digging in them guts, the earrings are jingling and he’s giving intense eye contact guaranteed. Even though he’s doing a whole lotta moving his voice is steady when he says “you’re mine” in time with each stroke almost like he’s reminding the both of you or branding you from the inside. I could see him loving when you rake your nails down his back because he wants you to mark him up so he feels it for days. 

Bonuses 

1. I think Mikey would be more willing to share his gf with Draken more than Draken would be to share his gf with Mikey

2. If they did share it'd be almost a good cop/bad cop thing. Mikey would beat you down emotionally (fun way) and Draken would be there to console you/try to excuse Mikey’s actions making you want more of them both

3. Baji would want to try something slow/soft and would totally ask Chifuyu how to approach something like that. Chifuyu would be excited to help him and would demand to know how it went lol

Thank you so much for reading and plz lmk if you want anything else!

[icekweenb]

Howdy ma'am, may i request some sfw/nsfw hcs of some of the tokyo revenger boys? Preferably draken, mikey, takemichi, baji, or chifuyu?👀 big fan of your writing❤️

Hello you gorgeous anonymous being you 🖤 I appreciate tf outta you got liking my writing! I just learned what hcs are but I think I can help you! Sorry in advance if they’re too long but I love stuff like this!

[icekweenb]

Of Age V-gin here! Do u write from, uhm, experience? I’m 20-sumthing w nothing aside from kissing 😭

Hi V 👋🏽 there’s absolutely nothing wrong with being your age with that level of experience! I’m also 20-something and write from experience and from my filthy ass mind 🧠💀 I hope you enjoy my stuff ! Also don’t let ANYONE shame you one bit!

[icekweenb]

Also this blog is a ✨ safe space ✨ I like lots of things and I will never be grossed out or uncomfortable writing something unless it’s some outlandish shit 💀

[icekweenb]

are you only into/do you write only for hxh ooooorr ?

Hi 👋🏽 I’m into lots of other stuff too!

- Dramatical Murder:

- Hellsing

- Tokyo Revengers

- Final Fantasy XV

- Dohedoro

- Black Butler

Don’t let my likes discourage you from requests! I’m fairly thorough in figuring out the general vibe of characters! I also write for any being out here and I try to squeeze in things the reader likes if they tell me!

[icekweenb]

Aah thank you for doing my request even with your busy schedule! I loved it,it was so cute! It had me blushing💞

-✨️

I was worried writing Illumi bc I know everyone views him differently but I’m thrilled you like it! Tysm for letting me entertain you ✨!

[icekweenb]

Can I request a drabble/one shot of college au illumi x drunk!reader at a party? Can be smut if you want ✨️

I swear I didn’t forget! I just got overwhelmed by life which is a shitty excuse bc it happens to everyone but that’s what happened! I kept it clean since I was too stressed to spice it up 😭 I can totally make you something spicy if you want it? I just really hope you like it! I feel so nervous posting this lmao thank you so much for reading! I couldn’t decide on a good title so I’m gonna go with ✨ Liquid Courage✨:

News of this party spread around campus like a wildfire; the closer it got the more excited everyone became. You haven’t been to a party since your high school graduation and, despite being a little shy, you were actually happy to go.

Being from a different state on a hard earned scholarship had you focusing on the books almost 24/7 and your gpa was well above what was necessary to keep it. Seeing your hard work reflected in your grades made you feel more at ease. Once the opportunity presented itself you were more than happy to finally do something not classwork related. “We’re having our first party of the semester and you just have to come!”  is what your friend said when she invited you. She was a junior in a well known sorority on campus and you felt grateful that she’d invited you directly as opposed to waiting for another friend to ask you to go.

You take a deep breath and sigh, a smile growing on your face. It was a gorgeous Saturday night without a single cloud in the sky. The breathable but form fitting t-shirt dress and simple sandals you decided on allowed you to enjoy the warm breeze on your skin. You kept it simple with your accessories: a  gold necklace, bangles, and hoops to dress your outfit up a bit. To top it off your hair was in a cute updo that complimented your face shape perfectly. Simply put: you look and feel amazing and stress free; just like that gorgeous cloudless sky. ‘It’s time to celebrate good grades and have a little fun! I deserve this,’ you think happily.

It was easy to spot the house as you approached what the school dubbed ‘Sorority Lane’. The flashing lights and music streaming out of the open windows was a telltale sign of a party. The house was decked out with bright decorations, lights, and balloons. As if anyone could miss it, you think with a grin. Nerves settle in your stomach as you walk up the stairs and to the door. You raise your hand to knock but it quickly swings open before you do. Cheers and greetings immediately flood in your direction and you jump as confetti shoots out from your left and right.

“Congratulations on making it through this semester!” You laugh as your friend drags out the last word and more cheers ring out. She pulls you into a hug and steps back to look at your outfit with a slightly shocked expression. “You’re lookin’ good tonight! It’s nice to see you in something besides school apparel,” she says happily. You roll your eyes at her with a grin on your face. You aren’t offended by her words at all, knowing she means no harm. “Happy to have your approval” you reply jokingly. She laughs and loops her arm through yours, pulling you through the crowd as she walks.

You smile and greet people as she swiftly walks to a makeshift bar. “It’s time for some shots!” You aren’t much of a drinker but you aren’t against it so you don’t protest as she orders whatever clear alcohol she likes. “Let’s do this,” she says in a determined tone, looking at you with a mischievous gleam in her eyes. You raise a brow at her before looking at the bar. A surprised laugh is all you can muster up when you see 10 long rows of little red shot glasses on the bar. You look at them and back to her. “All of these cannot be for us,” you say with shock in your tone. Your friend pouts before laughing as your expression. “They’re not all for us..but you’ve gotta do at least 6!” You cringe at the number before taking a deep breath.

“Fine I’ll do it. But you’re making sure I get home safely tonight,” you say while pointing at her. She winces a little but accepts, nodding her head while grabbing two shots. You go to grab one but she hands you both of them. You look at her with exasperation and she begins loudly encouraging you. "Chug! Chug! Chug!" As she chants the room begins to chant with her, all looking at you with smiles. Looking at you triumphantly she holds out a shot glass of her own, nearly vibrating with excitement. Her enthusiasm is infectious enough to make you accept your fate of taking many shots tonight. You smile before you take a breath, tap the small cup against hers, and throw back the first shot.

The crowd cheers around you as you drink 3 more shots back to back. The burn in your throat becomes a fire in your stomach as you finish the rest. The nervousness you felt melted away as you tossed the tiny cups into the trash. You aren’t much of a drinker but the alcohol treats you well; liquid courage that motivates you enough to get into the crowd and dance. Friends you didn’t expect to be there came up to you with wide smiles and tight hugs. That made you feel even more comfortable! You had been worried you’d be ostracized due to not being from the state or part of the sorority.

“Are you having a good time?” Your friend asks as you rest against a wall to catch your breath. She hooks her arm around yours with as she sways. You both look at each other before laughing loudly. “I’m glad it’s not just me feeling like this,” you say before nodding and leaning your head against the wall. “I haven’t really had a chance to relax so this is really fun” you reply cheerfully. She grins while nodding her head in agreement. “I know earning and maintaining a scholarship must be really hard. I’m super glad you came out,” she says.

“I have a small confession to make” she says while twirling a piece of hair around her fingers. “I think I’ll be too drunk to walk you home.” You almost break your neck from turning to look at her so fast. “I’m scared to walk alooooooone,” you whine. She pouts while giving you a side hug. “I’m sorry! I started drinking way before the party started and didn’t think that far ahead! But I’m sure someone here will walk you. Stay for a while, ok? Everything will work out!” She shakes her head to clear it before smiling and heading over to someone else.

Time feels like it doesn’t exist here; one song blends into the next and in between dances you talk, eat a little, and drink of course. You’re not-so-sober mind is almost surprised at how much fun you’re having in a place where you don’t know many people. You aren’t socially awkward but you can be a little stiff at first. Tonight, however, you’re a borderline social butterfly! You’ve talked with more people tonight than you have in the last semester. No holding back and saying everything on your mind; you’ve even made a few friends to sit with in several classes and a study group! 7 vodka shots, 4 xl Jell-O shot syringes, 3 green tea shots, and a tequila sunrise will do that to you.

The thought of more alcohol in your system makes you shiver and it’s that feel that makes you decide you’re ready to go. After looking around the room for your friend and coming up empty makes you realize you’ve got 2 options: walk home with someone else or walk alone.

Looking around the room the find someone you knew made your head spin. You were about to give up when you spotted someone. At first you weren’t sure if it was him but once you got closer you were sure. His signature green pullover with the school’s logo and shiny ,bone straight black hair were dead give away. You have a few classes with him and have seen him around campus but seeing him was here was quite the shock. Illumi at a party? You wouldn’t have believed it if you didn’t see it with your own eyes.

It only took working with him on a project one time to know he was someone who liked to control everything around him. So a place like this was the last place you’d expected to see him. Still, maybe it was a good thing he was here. Out of everyone here, he seemed to be the most sober and that’s exactly what you needed in order to get home.

You take a deep breath and began waking in his direction. Your heart is racing the closer you got to him. You want to blame it on the alcohol but you already know it was because you may or may not have a small crush on him. “It’s not like I’m asking him out! I just want to be safe,” you rationalize in your head. “Just be nice and ask him to walk you; nice and simple.”

Apprehension begins to slow your steps as you get closer to him. However you have no time to turn back when you’re shoved forward. You let out a small scream of surprise that is barely heard over the music as you fall forward. But it was loud enough to catch someone’s attention because you don’t hit the ground. You open your eyes to see that you’re mere inches from the ground and your body relaxes. So much so that the person holding you by your waist tightens their grip. When you look down to see a pale hand splayed across your hip you feel faint. “God please, not him!”

You look up from the hand and know your prayers weren’t heard when you see Illumi’s long dark hair dusting over the waistband of his jeans. Taking a deep breath to steel yourself for some form of reprimand you look up at his face to find him looking right at you with a calm expression. His dark eyes make your heart race. “Do you want me to hold you all night or are you going to stand up?” His voice is almost musical in its calmness; it makes you smile at him. “I’ve been looking for you,” you say to him before you stand up.

“Sorry about that guys, I’m just so clumsy!” The mocking tone of the apology made you want to roll your eyes as you look up to see none other than Hisoka, Illumi’s best friend. The amused look on his face made you wish you could shove him back just as hard as he did to you. “It’s fine,” Illumi says with a sigh as he brushes away imaginary dirt with his left hand.

It’s only then that you notice his long arm still around your waist, his fingers still firmly pressing into your hip. “She said she was looking for me anyway. What can I do for you?” ‘More like do to me.’ He brushes his hair away from his face, tucking some behind his ear. You know what you want to say but your words are stuck in your throat as you take in Illumi’s very pierced ear and long neck. I wonder how mad he’d be if I licked him?

“I’m sorry? I couldn’t hear you.” Illumi says, tilting his head in your direction to hear you better. Your face feels like it’s on fire when you realize you spoke out loud. One look at the Cheshire grin on Hisoka’s face lets you know he heard you loud and clear despite the loud music blasting from strategically placed speakers around the room. Eager to sweep it beneath the rug you speak. “I-I- um-,” you stammer while trying to organize your thoughts.

“Speak your mind, I’m sure he won’t mind.” Taking a deep breath and ignoring him, you continue. “I want you to walk me home.” The words are rushed but you wanted to speak before your thoughts can ruin embarrass you again. Illumi's blank stare of either annoynce or confusion urges you to continue. "I-it's just that I'm nervous to walk home alone and you look sober enough to keep me safe.”

Illumi’s face is still blank but his wide gaze narrows a bit, a sign that he’s pleased with something. “Ok then,” he says in a smooth tone, “ask me nicely to walk you home.” The tiniest grin makes its way to his face when he sees you blush. To any other person it would sound like a basic command; but it’s different to you. You’ve watched him from afar for a while, since you first started actually. Studied him and his micro expressions long enough to recognize them. It has you curious to know how long he’s known you’ve been watching him. The thought makes you wish a hole with open in the ground to swallow you whole.

“Well? I’m waiting,” Illumi states without taking his eyes off of you. It feels like he’s staring into your soul; like he knows you’re interested in him. Sighing, you decide to keep it simple to avoid making an ass out of yourself. “Could you walk me home?” The words are rushed again but you felt the need to just get it out. “Hmmmm, that just didn’t seem nice enough,” Hisoka chimes in with a shrug while walking to stand next to Illumi. “I think she should ask nicer,” he theatrically whispers with a smirk. Stupid fucking clown is trying to embarrass me! He winks at you then and you wish you could punch him in his stupid pretty face.

“You’re right,” Illumi says while shrugging Hisoka’s arm off of his hair. You nearly choke when he agrees. ‘I must be dreaming’. “I want to hear you say ‘can you pretty please walk me home Illumi?’” His tone is almost sultry as he speaks and your heart feels like it’s about to beat out of your chest. The colorful lights in the room make his vanta-black eyes shine. His gaze is curious and challenging somehow; like he doesn’t think you have the balls to do what he wants. Hisoka’s stare is as clear as his words would be: ‘you won’t do it’ is what they seem to say. Sober you would balk at the challenge but the alcohol in your system gives you courage. I can play this game too.

You step in front of him and stand on the tips of your toes, both your arms around his neck with your hands clasped beneath his hair as an anchor. The tips of your fingers graze the nape of his neck just enough that you feel goosebumps beneath them. His hair falls around you, blocking you both from the world.

The music seems to fade as you’re surrounded by him. His scent is unique; his hair smells like kiwi but his skin is a mix of freshly cut pine and clean laundry. You jump slightly when you feel his cool hands on your waist, pulling you closer to him.

“Ask me,” he whispers. You nod, looking up at him through your lashes. His gaze is hypnotic and you feel like you’d do anything he told you to do. “Will you pretty please walk me home Illumi?” His answering hum of approval makes you feel like you’ve won the lottery. “Let’s go,” he says. He releases his hold on your waist and grabs your hand instead. You see a few people’s heads whip in your direction as you walk to the door.

Walking out of the crowded house is a relief as fresh air hits your suddenly overheated skin. It makes you notice how cool his hand feels in your certainly sweaty one. The silence is comfortable as you focus on staying upright but a question pops into your head. “You know where to go?” He’s walking in the right direction but it can’t hurt to double check.

“I see you all the time. You stay in the building across from mine,” is his reply. You go to nod your head but that makes you dizzy, causing you to stumble. Without a warning Illumi sweeps you off your feet and into his arms. You laugh in surprise, feeling like you’re flying. You lay your head on his shoulder and close your eyes, your last thought being “Thank you, alcohol.”

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Working on requests(💕which I love btw) and pt. 2! I just started working after being fucked by the pandemic so I’m just now getting a handle on time 🙃

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Partners pt 1.

You walked into the room with a sigh of relief, happy you were away from the muggy storm outside. The class was nearly full, save for a few stragglers like yourself who were rushing in to escape the rain. There was a nasty storm happening outside and you were so happy to be mostly dry and presentable. You place your semi soaked bag on a table beside you and throw your traitorous umbrella on the floor. Damn thing barely did any good, you think with disdain. Next you shrug off your wet coat, sighing in relief to be free of the heavy garment. You knew the weather was going to be shitty today but you couldn’t help but wear a cute outfit: a soft cream colored v-neck sweater, black pleated skater skirt, thick black thigh highs, and simple black flats. You left your hair in its natural state today, not bothering it any besides a quick run through with your fingers.

Your eyes scan the wall for an empty coat hook, finding that the few above your head are the only spots available. Letting out a huff you stand up on the tips of your toes and attempt to hang the coat. Your sweater rides up as you reach and you feel the cold air hit your skin. “Fuck me,” you murmur in annoyance as you graze the hook with your coat for the third time. “I can help you with that,” a smooth, familiar voice speaks right by your ear. The innuendo in his voice makes you roll your eyes, biting your lip to hide a smile. You knew who it was without even  turning around. If that sultry tone didn’t give him away then his signature smell of cinnamon, spice, and a hint of citrus would.

Before you can answer you a warm body presses against your back and your coat is plucked from your hands. A muscular arm reaches around to grab and hang both your coats. You take a deep breath before turning around. Hisoka Morrow dressed comfortably today, as he usually did when it poured down outside. He was wearing a black short sleeved t-shirt, dark grey joggers, and black boots: simple but effective. His red hair was down today, no product in it to keep it pushed away from his handsome, naturally smug face. “Hello Hisoka,” you greet him while attempting to ignore the way your heart was racing in your chest.

“Hi gorgeous,” he greeted as he looked into your eyes, “it’s good to see you.” A smile makes its way into your face. Whenever you saw him, he always looked into your eyes before he looked at what you were wearing. He reaches down to grab your hand, something he’s never done before today. His hand feels exactly as you imagined it would: warm, rough, and lightly callused. You’re pleased with the way it feels against your skin. A blush creeps across your cheeks as you recall how many times you’ve imagined his hands in other places.

“You look,” his eyes look over your outfit again, “delicious.” Hisoka draws your arm away from your body as he looks over your outfit. His eyes linger on the dark slightly sheer fabric that covered most of your thighs before traveling up to the v of your sweater and up to your still blushing face. You couldn’t help but smile at his compliment. You decided to play along with him today, something that was also new. “Good enough to eat?” You ask looking into his eyes with a grin. Citrine was the best description for their color and had quickly become your favorite crystal besides your birthstone. Hisoka’s eyes widened a bit before he smiled, looking down and shaking his head. Feeling good about the small victory of stunning him silent, you make your exit with a soft squeeze of his hand before slipping from his grasp. You walk up to your seat with a sway to your hips, feeling those eyes watch every step you take. Perfect timing too as the professor walks into the room. “Take your seats everyone,” she said. Glancing up you see Hisoka glance back at you twice before going to his seat across the room.

“Alright class,” the professor’s voice echoed through the lecture hall, “we discussed the topic via forum yesterday. Today we can watch the film and get everyone partnered up!” The class began to protest as a whole and the professor smiled before continuing.  “There’s an even number of students here so everyone will have a partner,” she said in a reassuring tone. Oh joy, you think with a sigh. She had a large clear bowl of folded bits of paper on her desk. “Everyone come down and fish for numbers! Once everyone has a number I’ll pair you.”

The class came alive with chatter as people began walking down to the desk. Of all the days to have a full class it HAS to be this one, you think as you pull out a notebook and pen and a small container of snacks. You walk down the stairs calmly, wondering who you would be working with. You’d dealt with more than a few slackers when it came to projects in this class and sincerely hoped it wouldn’t happen today. You overhear friends hoping they got each other as a partner. You weren’t in a rush to choose a number but you quickly decided to make the best of things no matter what. You do have a pretty good work ethic after all.

Not to mention working in the university’s library. You know those shelves like the back of your hand so finding what you needed would be no problem. It was an added bonus that the prof. was pretty lax about due dates. Glancing at the rain outside made you feel certain everyone would leave after class instead of beginning the assignment. The library would be the perfect place to work. You reach the desk in no time and put your hand into the bowl while you greet the professor. You grab a piece of paper between your fingers and walk back to your seat. Once seated you unfold the paper and see your number: 20.

Your eyes scan the room and you can’t help but smile at the buzz of excitement taking a hold of the room. It was rare that we watched movies in this class. Perhaps the rain had everyone in a ‘bleh’ kind of mood, professor included? While pretending to write something you look over at Hisoka to see him talking to another guy with long black hair: Illumi Zoldyck. You saw him while working every now and then. All you knew about him was that his family was a part of the founders of the school and they put a lot of money into it. You find his pale skin and practically vanta-black eyes to be both pretty and unsettling. His aura felt as cold and empty as his gaze but in truth he had always been nothing but polite. His dark eyes flash up to your face and you quickly look away.  You feel embarrassed because you were sure he caught you staring. You feel your heart drop to your stomach when you see him stand, walking through the row and heading up the stairs toward you. Illumi’s hair flows like silk and glides over the cashmere fabric of his green sweater. He stands directly in front of you, blocking your view of the front of the room.

“Hello Illumi,” you greet as casually as you can with a slightly shaking voice. “Hey,” he responds, his tone bland. “You have to switch numbers with me,” he states. His tone is normal but his eyes leave no room for debate. You tilt your head in confusion before asking “why?” Illumi’s silent for a moment before shrugging. “I don’t like odd numbers” he tells you. You look at him for a few seconds before you wordlessly give him your slip of paper. He places his slip on the table in front of you and turns around to leave. “Thanks. See you around,” he says before turning around and walking away. He moves out of your line of sight just in time for you to see Hisoka walking away from the prof’s desk up front. She looks up with a frustrated expression before looking at Illumi and looking away with a small shiver. You laugh at her reaction as you open the paper in your hand to see your number: 29.

“Alright class, before we begin there will be no trading of partners!” Sounds of protest echo through the room before she quiets them. “Whoever you're paired with will be your partner for the duration of our classes so I suggest you get ready.” She looks around the room and her eyes lock with mine for a second. I looked away, somehow feeling guilty for switching numbers with Illumi now. Maybe that’s what that look was about before? I sighed and began to stand and get my number back when she started to speak.  “Please stay seated everyone. When I’m finished you can go to your partner. We’ve got to start the film as I am expecting these papers before the midterm.” The class groaned at that and everyone settled back into their seats. The professor began assigning numbers and people reacted in various ways: some happy and some not so happy. As the numbers dwindled you began losing hope of having a good partner. “Number 29” your heart jumps in your chest as the professor says your new number. She looks around the room, stopping on you. You don’t respond to her gaze, opting to pretend to write instead. Your nerves begin to make your spine tingle when things take a sharp turn for the best.

“And number 44.” A chair loudly scrapes across the floor. “Please stay seated Mr. Morow,” the prof. said in an exasperated tone. Your head snaps up to look across the room. Hisoka was smirking up at you. He waved a slip of paper with 44 written in red. Hisoka grins at your surprised expression before looking away. You instantly turn to look at Illumi but he’s not looking at you. He’s turned towards the front of the room, looking the part of bored student. You look back to see the professor also looking at Illumi. He gives her a small nod and she looks relieved. She lets out a breath before continuing. You sit quietly, doing your best to hide the excitement you felt brewing in your stomach. Thank you Illumi! I’d hug you if you didn’t make my skin crawl, you think to yourself. The teacher continues pairing as you think of ways to thank him that didn’t involve direct contact or interaction.

Once everyone was matched, people began moving. You look up to see if you need to move but Hisoka was already on his way up to you. In the beginning of the semester you claimed  the farthest row from the front by a window because you wanted seclusion and it helped you focus. It was annoying some days to sit there because you were often late and didn’t like the attention of the class as you walked to your seat. Today you were thanking yourself and the powers that be that you chose this seat. “I must be the luckiest guy in class to get to work with you” he says when he reaches you. You laugh enough that Hisoka raises a sculpted brow at you. “You shouldn’t laugh at compliments you know,” his tone was sounded like a pout even though he was smiling. He sits his bag on the floor beside him and pulls out the chair closest to you to sit in. “I’d say your definition of luck and mine are just a little different,” you tell him with a grin.

“Do tell,” he says, wagging his brows. You look around theatrically before looking back at him. Hisoka was resting his face on his hand, already looking at you. “You partnering with me certainly isn’t luck. Unless luck’s name is Illumi Zoldyck,” you say while looking at him. He briefly looks surprised before a grin takes over his face. “What can I say? He owed me and the teacher owed him” he says as if it all makes sense. “It was two birds with one stone. He gets out of a debt and I get to work with the most beautiful girl in the room.” You blush before looking away from him. Fuck he’s charming today. Before you can answer, the professor speaks. “Be sure to take notes. This movie can be confusing but it makes excellent material for a solid paper. It will be available in our class forum for you and your partner to reference if necessary.” She shuts off the lights and the movie begins to play on the big screen. You turn to face the screen and Hisoka does the same.

“I’m glad you did it,” you admit to him, feeling a little shy. You were glad it was dark now. From the corner of your eye you see Hisoka smile at your words. “So am I. It was the perfect opportunity to get close to you.” You laugh quietly, shaking your head. “You could’ve done that at any time,” you tell him while watching him from the corner of your eye. He nods slowly at that, eyes forward. Even in the dim room you notice how defined his jaw is. “I know,” he answers quietly, “but I’ve been taking my time with you.” Oh? You lift a brow and turn to look at him. You aren’t surprised to see he’s already looking at you. “Is that so?” You ask him. He nods and looks into your eyes. “Yes,” he says in a matter of fact way, “shall I explain?”

You want to hear his explanation, but a loud noise from the movie makes you jump. You sit a little straighter in your chair. You hadn’t noticed but you found yourself leaning towards him. “I don’t know. Shouldn’t we wait until the movie’s done? We have to take notes after all,” you tap your notebook with a pen as you speak. He chuckles before swiping the book from you. “I promise you don’t have to worry about taking notes my little scholar.”

The image of Hisoka in a suit and wearing glasses flashes into your mind. You blush before you nod at him, student/teacher role playing with him still in your mind. “You blush at the most unexpected times,” he whispers with a tone tinged with wonder. He moves his chair closer to yours and you startle when you feel his leg pressed right against yours. “Tell me what you’re thinking,” he whispers, bringing his arm around the back of your chair. You can feel his fingers lightly tapping on your waist. You get the feeling that he would pull you closer if he could. You shake your head no, answering him and attempting to clear your head. “Maybe another time,” you tell him. He hums with a grin. “Making more time with me already huh?” You roll your eyes then, not bothering to hide your smile. “Says the one who rigged our being partnered,” you reply to avoid saying yes. Hisoka chuckles at that, finally bringing his arm from the back of your chair to wrap around your waist. His fingers rest against your right hip comfortably.

“I can’t argue with that.” He smiles down at you and turns to rest his elbow on the table so he can look at you. The dim lighting from the screen makes his face just visible enough for you to see. “The truth is that I have been taking my time with you.” He’s speaking so quietly that you lean towards him to hear him. “I’m not usually a patient man,” he admits without shame. “When I see something I want, I do what is necessary to get it. At any cost.” His tone is so sure, so certain that you believe him. “But with you, it’s different.”  He seemed surprised at the words, like this is his first time saying them aloud. His closeness is making you crazy; you can feel the heat from his body against yours.There are plenty of thoughts swimming around in your head but you decide to ask the most simple. “So you’re saying you want me?” You ask while turning to look at him. You know the answer but you want the satisfaction of hearing him say it out loud.

Hisoka’s a lot closer than you’d thought; practically kissing distance. “Yes, that’s exactly what I’m saying.” He reaches up then, his fingers lightly grazing your cheek before he rests his hand on the side of your neck. He looks into your eyes and a slow smirk makes its way across his face. Your pulse begins to race then and you look away, your hands unconsciously fidgeting with the hem of your skirt. “Your pulse is racing right beneath my fingertips. Do I make you nervous?” His concerned words didn’t match his smug expression.

You try to look away but he’s fast and anticipates your move. Before you can fully turn away he moves his hand from your neck and grabs your face to hold you in place. “Don’t look away,” his voice is near a whisper and it makes you shiver. He smirked at that reaction and moved his hand to its prior position on your neck. His thumb was barely pressing into your skin but you knew he could feel your pulse beating even quicker than before. “Answer me,” he says in that same voice, looking into your eyes. You felt almost hypnotized by his stare. “You do make me nervous,” you admit to him quietly. “What else do I make you feel?” He asks immediately after you answer. He knows the answer to that, but now he wants the satisfaction of hearing your answer out loud. You blush yet again while thinking of the many things you could say. As much as you’d love to say ‘you make me want to rip your clothes off’ you settle for, “You…excite me. I actually look forward to coming to this class just to have a little fun with you.”  His eyes close then, like he’s savoring your words.

“I’m glad you like our little game. I always look forward to playing with you too. I often imagine playing with you outside of this class too.” The heat you feel building in you thankfully decides to stay hidden and not show itself in obvious ways. Hisoka must’ve still noticed your shock because he smiles and leans in even closer. “I think of it often; what it would be like to have you any way I want you. I’ve imagined it so many times that it's the only thing that….excites me.” He looks into your eyes when he notices your breathing pick up just a little. “You are definitely good enough to eat. And I am fucking starving.”