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: ̗̀➛ tropes: fem! reader 𖥔 minors do not interact 𖥔 nsfw 𖥔 he's obsessed to the max 𖥔 ceo x assistant 𖥔 grumpy x sunshine 𖥔 she talks a lot x he listens a lot 𖥔 loved you for so long 𖥔 major fluff 𖥔 sexual content 𖥔 alternate universe 𖥔 nanami's first time 𖥔 you talk him through it 𖥔 close proximity 𖥔

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: ̗̀➛ notes: hey all! sorry for the inactivity. im got reality to handle as well. i promise ill be more active soon. the creativity juices are running on low fuel atm. thanks for all the love and support you have have given me. if you enjoy my work, please leave a comment, like, and reblog! thank you & ily. enjoy!

Nanami couldn’t focus on the meeting.

He never could when you were in attendance, sitting off to the side, diligently jotting notes. His eyes flicked back and forth from the powerpoint presentation to the strand of hair bothering you despite tucking it behind your ear thirty-seven times.

Yes, he was keeping count.

His dick constrained against his pants when you bit the end of your pen between your teeth, getting a bit of your red lipstick smeared around the tool. He wished he was that pen, with the mark of your lips on his skin instead. He even wished he was your tea mug sometimes.

Jesus, something was terribly wrong with him. You were wrong for him. He was your boss; you were his assistant. Your relationship was strictly professional—has been for three years now. Three torturous years of admiring you from the sidelines. Three torturous years of hearing you yap about going on dates with random men off the internet. Three torturous years of chafing his dick in the bathroom every morning, noon, and night to the thought of you.

Your scent, your breaths, your skin, your hair, your eyes, your mouth—God, he loved your mouth—especially when it moved and produced the loveliest sound he’s ever heard. He wanted nothing more than to print you onto his skin for the rest of his life.

Nanami scowled at the silver-haired intern who kept side-eyeing your cleavage. If only it weren’t for that bastard. Firing him crossed his mind every time he popped up like a weasel, but Nanami needed a solid reason.

“—that’s alright with you, Mr. Nanami?”

Nanami’s attention snapped back to the presenter. What was he speaking about? Budget? Strategies for the future? Increases in revenue? Whatever it was, Nanami had one answer. “Yes.”

“Lovely, we’ll go ahead with the renovations for our research and development department. They’ll be happy to know their resources are being updated!”

Ah. Well, either way, he could care less. Whatever made his employees happy, he wasn’t afraid to spend a pretty penny. That’s why Nanami Kento was universally loved by everyone. Even his enemies—if he had any to begin with—would be his allies. He didn’t often put himself on the pedestal, but he does admit every now and then, he was a jack of all trades.

“That was a satisfying meeting, wasn’t it?” you chirped as you both entered the elevator. Nanami caught sight of the silver-serpent catching up and jabbed the button to close the doors.

Unfortunately, the intern pushed his hand in between and laughed in an annoying sound he called a voice, sending a twitch in Nanami’s eyes.

“Oh, Satoru!” you greeted, standing closer to his side.

“Boss,” Satoru said to Nanami, then turned to you, whispering, “Beautiful,” loud enough for him to hear.

You snorted, waving a hand. “Oh, stop it. I hope the meeting wasn’t too much for you. Lots of changes we’ve made for the fiscal year, huh?”

Nanami stared bored at the closed doors with the two behind him.

“You made it easier,” Satoru replied.

“Were you copying my notes?”

“Come on, sweetheart. This is corporate. Not college. A little cheating hurts nobody.”

Nanami heard your uncomfortable chuckle and clenched his fists tight. The word ‘cheating’ was a trigger for you. Your last relationship ended with your boyfriend of three months sleeping with your friend simply because she had more money and didn’t work for someone. Nanami was sure you’d quit and almost placed an offer to give you a proper role in the company, but you brushed it all off by stating how much you cherished being his assistant. He’d fallen madly, madly in love with you. He knew when he’d make you his wife, you’d be the boss.

“That’s my floor,” Satoru announced. “Let’s do dinner soon, yeah?”

You simply nodded.

“Always a pleasure meeting the man of the hour,” the silver-ass said to Nanami before exiting.

You stepped up to your boss’ side, sighing. “He just doesn’t know when to give up. It’s almost adorable.”

“I believe ‘agitating’ is the word you’re looking for.”

You laughed it off. Nanami didn’t think he was particularly a funny guy until he met you. “Satoru’s harmless.”

“Will you, though?” he asked, clearing his throat. “Go to dinner with him?”

You glanced up at Nanami, and smiled. He stared straight ahead with a tight tick in his jaw. Your smile broadened. “I’d love to,” you replied, finding his body tense, “but not with him.”

Nanami slowly dragged his eyes down to you. Your blinks were slow, weighed down by the thickness of your long lashes. His eyes dipped to your lips, then back to your gaze. “Well, I hope you do with someone. Dinner is an important meal of the day.”

He was an idiot.

“That’s surprising coming from you, Mr. Nanami.”

“How so?”

You shrugged lightly, eyes twinkling. “I’ve never seen you eat dinner, let alone leave the office around that time.”

Nanami adjusted his tie, feeling a bit self-conscious. He hesitated for a moment, then decided to take the plunge. “Well, maybe we should change that.”

Your eyebrow arched slightly, curiosity piqued. “Change what?”

“Since you’re staying late to catch up on work,” he said, his voice steadying, “how about we have dinner here together?”

You paused, surprise flashing across your face before you smiled warmly. “That sounds nice. I could use a break, and it’s been a long day.”

Relief washed over him, and he allowed himself to smile back. “Great. I’ll order something for us. Any preferences?”

You shook your head, still smiling. “I’m fine with anything, Mr. Nanami.”

“Please, call me Kento,” he said softly.

“All right, Kento,” you replied, your tone gentle. “Thank you.”

As he walked out of the elevator, he felt a sense of accomplishment and, perhaps, excitement—an emotion he’d felt strictly in your presence. It wasn’t a grand romantic gesture, but it was a step in the right direction. Tonight, you were his, even if only for a little while. And maybe, just maybe, he'd find the courage to tell you how he really felt.

As the morning passed, he buried himself in his work, but his mind constantly wandered. Every so often, he'd steal a glance in your direction, watching you as you diligently typed away on your computer or answered phone calls. There was something about the way you moved, the way you smiled even when you were focused, that captivated him completely.

Around mid-morning, Nanami's concentration was broken when a male worker from another department walked over to your desk. He was carrying a file, but instead of simply dropping it off, he started chatting with you. The man was smiling, clearly enjoying the conversation. Nanami's grip on his pen tightened as he watched the interaction unfold.

The male worker leaned casually against your desk, making you laugh at something he said. Nanami's heart pounded in his chest. He hated how easy it was for others to make you smile like that. He felt a pang of jealousy, a possessive urge to step in and assert that you were his . . . though you didn't know it yet.

As the conversation continued, you glanced up and caught Nanami staring. Your eyes met, and you smiled softly at him. He quickly looked away, feeling a rush of embarrassment and anger at himself for being so obvious. His face felt hot, and he cursed under his breath, trying to refocus on his work.

The rest of the day passed in a similar fashion. Nanami found it hard to concentrate, his mind continually drifting back to you. He tried to remind himself that he needed to be professional, but it was a losing battle. Every time he heard your laugh or saw your smile, his heart ached with a mixture of longing and possessiveness.

The evening had grown quiet, with the soft hum of office equipment and the distant sounds of the city outside. When the delivery boy finally arrived, Nanami stood up and walked over to meet him.

“Oh, I’ve got it!” you said, standing from your seat and taking out your credit card.

Nanami tapped his card without a second thought; he’d always be willing to pay for anything when it came to you.

“Sir, this was going to be my treat.”

“Next time,” he replied.

You smiled, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear. “Next time, it is.”

He led the way to his office, opening the door for you. You set the food out on the table, and for a moment, there was an awkward silence as you both settled onto the sofa.

Nanami cleared his throat. “I hope you like what I ordered. I wasn’t sure what you preferred, so I got a bit of everything.”

You smiled warmly, appreciating his thoughtfulness. “This looks great. Thank you.”

You began eating, the silence stretching between you both. Nanami felt frustrated at himself. You’ve worked for him for three years and he still couldn’t harness the ability of speaking to you casually. He wanted to make conversation, to make this moment more comfortable, but the words seemed to stick in his throat. He glanced at you, watching as you took a bite and then met his gaze.

“This is really good,” you said, breaking the silence. “I didn’t realise how hungry I was.”

He smiled, feeling a bit more at ease. “I’m glad you like it.”

You continued eating, the silence now less awkward and more companionable. Nanami stole glances at you, noting the way you enjoyed the food, the way your eyes sparkled even in the dim office light.

When the last bites were eaten and the containers cleared away, you leaned back in your chair, looking content. “Thank you for this. It was really nice.”

He smiled softly, his heart full. “Anytime. I’m glad we could do this.”

“About damn time,” you muttered.

Nanami blinked.

You sucked in a sharp breath, realizing what slipped your mouth. “Mr. Nanami— I— I only meant that—” You surrendered with a sigh, running your fingers through your hair. “Damn it.”

Licking his lips, Nanami shook his leg anxiously, wondering what exactly you’d meant. Were you wanting to have dinner with him for a while now? A platonic dinner? Or was it, and he could be entirely wrong, more? Were you perhaps . . . also rowing the same boat as him?

“I should’ve extended an invitation a while ago,” Nanami whispered.

Your eyes locked with his.

“Three years ago, to be exact,” he continued, awaiting your reaction. “In an intimate sense. Or professional, if that’s what you’d prefer. I’m happy either way. Unless this has made you uncomfortable—”

“Kento.”

He stopped to catch his breath. “Yes?”

You reached out and rested your hand on his knee, your eyes moving from his body to his face. “Next time, like you mentioned, can I treat you to dinner at my place?” The caress of your thumb set him aflame—a tiny gesture, yet powerful. “Unless it makes you uncomfor—”

Nanami cupped the back of your head and pulled you into a feverish kiss. He moaned at the first touch, savoring the sweet taste of you, the smoothness of your lips, and the sweep of your tongue against his. He didn’t dare break the kiss, tugging you out of your chair and onto his firm lap. His mouth was everywhere—your jaw, your neck, your collarbones—as he deftly unbuttoned your blouse. He was a madman, lost in the moment.

“I’ll do it,” you chuckled as he fumbled with the clasp of your bra. “I didn’t peg you for an inexperienced man.”

“I’ve been saving myself for—”

“The right woman?” you snorted.

“For you,” he stated firmly, cupping your cheek. “The last three years have been agonising. Whenever you’re near, I can’t focus. Whenever you laugh, I can’t breathe. Whenever some other bastard tries to flirt with you, my sanity chips away until all I want to do is take you away. Mark you as mine.” His possessiveness sent a shiver down your spine, making your back arch. “That’s exactly what I’ll do tonight. Is that okay with you?”

You bit your bottom lip and nodded. “More than.”

“You always know the right thing to say.” He smiled against your lips, slipping off your bra in the process. Through the kiss, you guided his hand to your breast. Just because he was inexperienced didn’t mean you were. Nanami should know by now that you had a little zest in you. “Like this, darling?”

You sighed as he pinched your nipples, his eyes marvelling at the sight of your breasts. “Yeah. You can put your mouth on them, too.”

His lips latched onto your left nipple swiftly. Your fingers buried themselves in the back of his hair as your hips ground against his erection while he nibbled and sucked on your breasts. He left them sore and bruised, kissing his way up to your collarbones, neck, and finally, your desperate lips.

Nanami picked you up with one arm, using the other to swipe whatever papers were on the table onto the floor.

“There are important contracts in there, Mr. Nanami,” you said as he laid you back onto the mahogany surface. “Don’t expect me to clean it up in the morning.”

“You’re the most important thing right now and always,” he replied, loosening his tie and tossing it over his shoulder. “And you will call me by my first name in private.”

You raised an eyebrow, relishing the sight of him slowly exposing his torso, button by button. “Yes, Kento.”

He sucked in a sharp breath, shrugging off his dress shirt and draping himself over you, his fingers gently closing around your neck as he kissed you deeply. “It must be exhausting walking in a tight skirt all day,” he whispered against your lips, finding the zipper of your pencil skirt and lowering it slowly. “If you want, I can change the dress code for my favourite assistant.”

“I’m your only assistant,” you said, letting him remove your skirt. “And I like my tight skirts, thank you very much.”

“I don’t like how the men stare at your back.”

“Sue me for having a perfect ass.”

He shrugged. “You have my lawyer’s contact number.”

A laugh bubbled out of you, which he immediately stole with another kiss. You locked your arms around his neck. “If wearing tight clothes gets me incentives like this, I’ll do it every day.”

He narrowed his brown eyes. “I can’t control your wardrobe choices.” His fingers trailed down your left breast, making your breath hitch as he grazed your sensitive nipples, then continued down to your stomach and under your panties. “But I have full control over your body tonight, yes?”

You pecked his lips. “Absolutely.”

Nanami wasn’t quite rubbing your clit—it felt rather ticklish. “You’re making a face. Am I doing something wrong, darling?”

“Not exactly.” You found his hand between your legs and lifted it higher, pressing his fingers directly onto your clit. It was embarrassing how wet you already were. “Rub here.”

He rubbed there, and you took in a shuddering breath, nodding to encourage him to keep fucking me with those skilled fingers, Nanami Kento—fingers you had admired far too often, especially when he performed pen tricks with them.

“How many . . . erm, how do I word this?” He looked conflicted as he murmured words to himself.

“What? I won’t judge.”

Nanami looked adorable when flushed. “How many fingers would you like . . . inside of you?”

You pressed your lips together, holding back laughter at his reddened face. This was the first time you'd be taking a man's virginity, and you wanted to make sure it was as good for him as it would be for you. “I can take three.”

“Wow,” he breathes out, clearing his throat.

“I’ve taken a fist before.”

His eyes widened in shock. “I’m sorry?”

You laughed, cupping his face. “I’m just joking. I only wanted to see your reaction.” He was still flabbergasted as you kissed him. “But it is possible. I wouldn’t suggest it right now.”

“Right now,” he repeats. Yes, right now. Eventually, you’d want his whole damn fist inside of you. “I’ll start with two.”

“Middle and ring finger. Never index. It’s a rookie mistake.”

“Of course.” Nanami relieved your clit and slid down your centre. “God, you’re soaking my hand, darling.” His words sent a ripple through you. Then his fingers slowly slid inside your tight heat, making him grunt.

“How is it?” you whispered, massaging the back of his head while the other rested on the side of his neck.

“Warm,” he said. “And . . . clamping?”

This was entertainment for you.

“Warm and clamping is one way to describe it. You can start moving your fingers in and out of me. Curl them, tap them, whatever you want.” Your tongue licked his upper lip, surprising him. “And if you want to blow my orgasm through the roof, circle your thumb on my clit. Don’t hold back.”

And he didn’t.

Nanami drove his fingers inside your pussy, unknowingly hitting your g-spot, and flinching when you cried out his name. The pad of his thumb rubbed your clit, or if he complained about a cramp, he’d used the mound of his palm, cupping your entire vagina.

“I’m close—” You let out strained breaths, gripping his hair or shoulders.

“Close to what?”

“You’re going to make me say it?”

Nanami appeared genuinely puzzled. “Close to your orgasm?” Oh, my god. He was genuinely puzzled. Why wouldn’t he be? You couldn't expect him to know about even the most obvious sex-related things. Part of you was excited to show him your vibrator and have him guess what it was.

“Yes, Kento. I’m close to my orgasm.”

He grinned with pride. Your heart melted, and you grabbed his face, kissing him as if your life hung in the balance. Amid his fervent moans, you came gushing down, drenching his hand with your release.

Pulling his hand out, he stared at your orgasm. “That’s quite a lot.”

“Oh, my god, stop.” You covered your face, suddenly embarrassed by how much you’d come.

“I’m sorry, darling. I meant it in a positive way. I’m very flattered. And thankful that you taught me how to please you this way.”

You caught him about to lick his fingers, causing you to shout in protest and pull his wrist back sharply. “No!”

“What? What is it?”

“You can't just— You're all about cleanliness and stuff. I don't want you breaking your own rules for that.”

Nanami smiled. “I’d break all my rules for you.” He went to go lick again, but you quickly pulled his hand towards your chest and wiped it on there. His face contorted to frustration. “What the fuck?”

Your brows shot up. This was the first time you’d heard him curse. It was so hot. You wanted him to say it again. “It’s dirty.”

“It’s a part of you.” He made a tch sound and retrieved his tie from the floor. “Give me your hands.” Taking your wrists, he bound them with the material behind your waist.

“Kinky,” you said.

Nanami stayed silent, his expression now one of disappointment, his brows furrowed deeply. The confusion that once marked his demeanor had given way to a completely different persona. “If you won’t allow me to taste you from your hands”—he pushed your ankles up on the desk and sank between your legs—“I’ll drink straight from the source.”

“Kento, wait—”

Too late.

You broke into a chorus of moans as his tongue licked and lapped at your pussy. His mouth engulfed your clit and sucked on it hard, the tip of his tongue now swirling the little bud. His fingers spread your folds, as he cleaned every last drop of your juices, even probing your little hole that they seeped from.

By the end of it, you were drenched in sweat, tears brimming in your eyes, your wrists throbbing from the restraints. Your body swayed side to side, legs trying to close him away, but he remained persistent in eating you out like a madman. “Ken . . . I can’t—”

“Have you learned your lesson?”

“Yes, goddamn it. Yes. I’m sorry.” You would let this man lick your whole body from now on. “Just kiss me already. Please.”

He kissed your clit and travelled up to your stomach, each nipple, and to your mouth as he undid the tie so you could cling to him. His mouth met your wet eyes. “I’m sorry, darling. I got carried away a bit.”

“No, don’t be. I loved it.” You planted a kiss on his cheek, making him smile bashfully, just like he had ten minutes earlier. “But I’d prefer someone else to touch me now.”

His gaze grew intense. “Who?”

You blinked. “Your friend.”

He scoffed, running his fingers through his hair. “My— My friend?”

“Uh, yeah?”

“Have you spoken to him before?”

You eyed his prominent bulge. “I’d like to. Touch him, kiss him, have him inside of me.”

Nanami stared at you with disbelief. “No.”

“No?”

He gritted his jaw, fists at his side. You were completely frazzled by his response. Why was it that he got to explore your inside with his fingers and tongue and wouldn’t allow you to touch him?

“That’s not fair. I thought you wanted me,” you mumbled.

“And yet you want my friend,” he replied sharply. “Haibara will be disappointed to know that I don’t share.”

Huh?

“Haibara?!” you shrieked at the highest decibel, jolting him. “Hai— Oh, my god. Oh, my god. Kento, you id— That’s not what I meant when I was referring to your friend.” How is this man running a multi-million dollar corporation? “I was talking about your penis. Dick. Cock. Whatever you prefer.”

Nanami stood in stunned silence. His anger melted away, replaced by a sudden realization, his eyes darting upward. “Oh.”

You’d had enough. If he prolonged your orgasm any further, you were going to get a female version of blue-balls. “Come here, you doofus.” You pulled down by his collars and kissed him, undoing his belt, button, and zipper for him. “Can I touch your dick, Mr. Nanami?”

He nodded vigorously.

You rolled your eyes, smiling, and slid your hands into his boxers, grabbing him. “Oh, God. I knew it. You’re so big.”

“You knew it? Has it been on your mind?”

“Ever since my interview. No one asked you to manspread. It drove me crazy. Made me stumble on my words.” You stroked him slowly, dissolving him in a sea of grunts and groans. “Be honest, did I get this job because you were attracted to me, or because I’m genuinely good at what I do?”

Nanami pondered for a moment before responding, “Both?”

“Of course you chose the safest answer.”

“Well, you’ve managed my schedule flawlessly for three years. You handle all my emails, make the best coffee, and surprise me with treats. Yes, you’re undeniably beautiful, but it’s your heart that I’ve fallen in love with.”

Your hand froze. “Love?”

He nodded, a blush colouring his cheeks as he looked away. “Love.”

You cupped his face with both hands. “You love me?”

Another nod. “Since your interview.”

He had loved you for three years now. It seemed surreal. You liked him, certainly, but did you love him too? That was the question. Your mind had always assumed he would never see you romantically, so you held back from letting your feelings grow.

“You don’t have to say it back,” Nanami reassured you. “I’ve loved you enough for both of us for far too long. I can wait until you’re ready.” He kissed your forehead gently. “But please, don’t make me wait forever. I don’t want us to stay strictly professional. I want to take you out, make you my girlfriend as soon as possible. Eventually, make . . .” He paused, unsure where to place his hands, before settling on your shoulders. “Make you my wife.”

Oh, you were about to give him the best blow job ever.

“Okay,” you whispered, stepping down from the table and taking his hands. “Let’s go on a date tomorrow, the day after, and every day after that. I want to be your girlfriend by next week— I’ll add it to your personal calendar. And I want dinner and wine at your place afterwards. Speaking of your place, I want to move in with you by the end of next month, or we can live in my shitty apartment— I don’t mind. You have to make me your wife next year instead of making me wait three more years. And I want two kids somewhere down the line. Oh, and a cat.” You grinned widely at his stunned expression. “Can you give me all that, Kento?”

He breathed out heavily, nodding slowly. "Yes," he affirmed. His lips found yours. "Yes. I can. I will. I'll give you whatever you need." He kissed you without restraint, laughter filling his office like a contagious joy.

“Okay, okay.” You gently pushed him back by his shoulders and settled him into his seat. “Prepared to have your mind blown, Mr. Nanami.” Kneeling down, you kissed his thigh, tracing a path up to his hip bone.

His breaths came out laboured, short, as he watched your intentions with a hawk eye.

You took him out of his boxers and prepared your poor throat. It was long and girthy, your fingers barely curving around it. Your tongue ran over his tip, collecting the salty, pre-cum leaking from there.

Nanami hissed, gripping the armrests of his chair as he spread his legs wider. “Will this be painful?”

You looked up from under your lashes. “I'll do my best not to use my teeth by mistake.”

“I meant for you, darling.”

“One way to find out.” Your lips curved over the head of his cock, lowering yourself until his length was tickling the back of your throat. Nanami was in shambles already. You pulled back and licked him from his base to the summit. “You’re so warm, too. So hard.” Your hands sailed up his thighs, kissing his rigid length. “All for me.”

“For you, darling.” He brushed your hair back from your face.

Chuckling, you took him into your mouth again and sent a prayer you didn’t wake up with a sore throat. You could easily picture Nanami purchasing cough drops for you, brewing tea, and insisting you take a day off. The idea of him looking after you sent shivers down your spine.

Nanami gripped the sides of your head, his own tilted back as he breathed heavily through those flawless lips. Occasionally, he'd bravely look down and catch your gaze, then quickly avert his eyes to the ceiling. It was adorable how he struggled to maintain eye contact with you. You had assumed he avoided it because he wasn't interested in talking to you or listening to you yapping. It all makes sense now.

He's simply shy. And you're determined to coax him out of his shell, or even better, cozy up inside it where it's safe.

“The sounds you’re making,” he breathes out. The sounds you’re making, Kento. “It feels like you’re taking me deeper.”

Because you were. You expanded your jaw, even hearing a little joint tick, and pushed him past the limit of your throat. You’d given blow-jobs before, but the guys were either too small, or too aggressive, leaving your scalp numb without any aftercare.

Nanami was different. He left your hair and held your face, thumbs caressing your cheekbones as he struggled against his restraints. You could feel him twitch in your mouth, feel the veins pulse on your tongue, his sacs hot at your touch.

But you wanted Nanami to come inside you.

At the last minute, you drew him out of your mouth, the strings of your saliva and his pre-cum bridging from your lips and his tip. Nanami groaned at the sight, his dick twitch involuntarily, standing long and proud.

“I want you inside of me now,” you whispered, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand and sitting on his lap. He pulled your lips in for a kiss as you adjusted his tip at your entrance, sitting down on it in one go. A cry ripped from your aching throat; a loud growl from his. “Fuck, Kento. Your cock’s filling me up.”

“Such a dirty mouth,” he muttered, hand on your nape while the other guided your rolling hips. “Does it hurt?”

You chuckled, head shaking. Your forehead rested over his palms on the side of his neck as you bounced on his lap, your movements growing faster. He was stretching you out, the tip poking your womb, practically splitting you in half.

Nanami, on the other hand, was on cloud nine. You were warm and sticky, your walls cushioned and clamping around him, sucking him deeper by the second. He’d dreamt of this every night, jerking himself off to the thought of you, recalling the sound of your laugh, or your floral scent.

Right now, his name slipped off your tongue and you smelled like him. Sweaty, breathless, moaning. This is exactly how he wanted you. Needed you. You were his assistant. His woman. His lover. If any other man dared to touch you, or flirt with you, he’d fire them. He wished he could kill them instead.

You had awakened his territorial, possessive side, consuming him completely. If his parents refused to accept you as his equal, he would abandon everything and find happiness elsewhere with you. But first, he was determined to fight for you with all his might. Damn it, he loved you.

“I’m tired,” you whispered, wincing as you tried to mill your hips forward again. “Oh, no. I’m cramping up.”

Nanami hated that he didn’t know what to do. He wished he was experienced. He wished he didn’t have to rely on you even if it was a turn-on when you dominated him with your words and actions. “Stop and take a breather.”

You obeyed, resting your forehead on his shoulder.

He grabbed the globes of your ass and stood up, walking over to the couch and laying you down there. “Is this better?”

“Yes.” You stretched up your arms then wrapped it around his neck, giving him a long, loud smack of a kiss. “Proceed.”

Nanami chuckled, caressing your cheek. He thrusted inside of you, pulling himself to the tip, then back inside. It seemed to have you making those needy sounds, so must’ve been on the right track.

“You’re so handsome,” you whispered, locking eyes with his deep brown gaze as he intensified his movements, growing faster and more forceful. “Yes, yes, yes. Oh, god. Ken—” You were cut off by his kiss, by his hand clutching your breast, pinching your nipple.

“I love you,” Nanami murmured, kissing your throat and burying his face in the crook of your neck. You cupped the back of his hand, wailing moans as he pounded into you, flesh slapping against flesh. “I love you, darling. I love you so much.”

“Kento.” You were feeling achingly sore, your legs losing sensation. He was rutting into you like a madman, and no, you did not want him to slow down whatsoever. “Kento!”

He drew his face back. “Yes?”

“I love you, too,” you cried out as you climaxed, your back arching off the couch’s surface.

Nanami crashed seconds later.

You were both a breathless, sticking, sweaty mess. Nothing but the sounds of your rapid hearts and shallow breaths could be heard.

Nanami slid out of you after a minute of silence. He was glowing, golden hair damp with sweat and sticking in different directions from your hand that was running through it. He parted your legs and watched both your mingled release leaking out of you. “I did that.”

You burst out laughing. “Thank you for letting me take your virginity.”

He scowled at you, the kind where a smile creeped on his lips. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

“No, lay with me for a sec.”

Nanami listened attentively and settled beside you on the couch, pulling you into his embrace. You showered kisses over his face, jaw, and the corners of his smiling mouth. “You said ‘I love you,’ by the way.”

“I did.” Another peck landed on his lips.

He swallowed, his eyes sparkling as they met yours. “Are you sure?”

“One-hundred-infinite percent.” You fixed his hair away from his forehead, running your index finger down the slope of his nose and to his lips. “Say it back.”

“I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

Nanami sighed contentedly, his hand cradling the back of your head as he planted a kiss on your forehead. You giggled and nestled your cheek against his chest, wrapping your arms around his waist. “I know you said to wait until next week to make you my girlfriend, but is it alright if I make you mine now?”

“I am already yours.” You drew hearts on his torso, feeling shy all of a sudden. You’d never been in a proper relationship before. But neither had Nanami. Which meant you’d both navigate your relationship together as novices.

“Officially?” He continued. “Or I can wait—”

“Yes,” you said, craning your head up. “I’d love to officially be your girlfriend, Kento Nanami.” You savoured the relieved breath he took. How could you ever reject a soul like his? He was your favourite person. “But I’m still your assistant.”

“And now I’m yours.”

You laugh and rest your nose in the curve of his neck, closing your eyes. He hugged you close, lips lazily kissing the top of your head. “Get as much rest as you can, Boss Man. Round two is in five minutes.”

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dailydoseoffanfics · 3 months ago

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Dude, I love your work, especially the self aware ones! Phenomenal!

Anyway, uhhh, this is the first time I’ve actually done an ask, if I’ll be honest… But uhh, take the time you need to read through the ask, remember to take breaks and take care of yourself.

Anyway, uhm; I had a strange thought, and wanted to share it with you. Y’know how we (the player) plays the survivors/killers…

Do you ever think that, they’d hear any music, that is playing from the same device you’re playing, or music in the background?

I’ve actually been listening to “Tongue Twister - Speed Up” (or the original), “Evacuate The Dancefloor - Radio Edit” by Cascada(?), and “Monster” (The call the doctor, must be something wrong with me, he’s a monster yada yada yada…)

D’you think they’d all, or if not most of them, would hear the music? Would they enjoy it, would they like it, would they be neutral about it? Or would they be like 1x. Grumpy as hell and like, hate it?

(I hope this ask isn’t too much of a brainstorm for you, love your work, and keep it up! 🫶🫶)

first of all? W music taste. Like actually. I ESPECIALLY LOVED THAT MONSTER SONG WHEN I WAS 7 (I STILL LOVE IT). Mann, i used to have a HUGE nightcore phase when i was 7-9 years old, matter of fact, it was a LIFESTYLE for me back then. (alright enough of my yapping BUT THANK YOU FOR THE KIND WORDS :3)

Second of all? Despite your voice being pretty muffled, all of the survivors and killers can hear your music crystal clear. Either same device or background music. All of them got variety of reacting to your music taste....

For the survivors, all of the survivors think it's nice. It makes their experiences more....bearable at least. And hey, if you have REALLY good music taste, you can even make some survivors like the songs you're listening to! Some survivors would be interested in your music taste (Two Time, Chance, and Shedletsky), some thinks it's nice and even prefers listening to whatever music you're playing more (Elliot, Noob, and 007n7), while the others won't mind that much but thinks it's neat (Builderman and Guest 1337).

Well how are the killers feeling? They got some interesting reactions....

Some won't mind much but will ask you what you're listening to: Jason (he just does it by tilting his head, hoping you know what's he's trying to say) and John Doe.

Some will ask you to change the music: c00lkid.

Some will think it's annoying but they'll just try to ignore it. And they might even think your music taste is bad, but don't listen to them: 1x1x1x1.

(Also gonna focus on the monster song part for a bit because. it just. activated my neurons. for some reason.)

I think the survivors will share questioning glances to each other if they hear that song. Many thoughts are gonna go through their head like an army of bees attacking their mind. Are you going through some kind of toxic relationship? Is this a cry for help? Do you need help? Watch their faces turn red from embarrassment when you tell them that, no, it's just a song that you like and you're not going through any toxic relationships whatsoever.

....Imagine their reactions if you were listening to WAP. 💀

(lil fun fact: i was actually listening to those songs that you mentioned while writing this. it was a fun experience.)

#⭐️ self aware forsaken au #forsaken x reader #you guys think 007n7 would like weezer?? /hj #ALSO HIII BRAINNN #I LUV YOUR WORK HEHEHEHEHE #brain4stew #LITERAL JUMPSCARED ME WHEN I SAW THIS MESSAGE #i was thinking... “WHAT ?!!??!? THIS IS THE GREATEST MOMENT IN HISTORY... TAKE A PICTURE-”#caseoh moment #HELP I SAW A CASEOH X READER TAG????

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starkspondwater · 28 days ago

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So I'm stupid and accidentally deleted the ask but this was a request from @sagesbard! The request was for Kyle x a bratty and whiny reader basically taking it too far and causing Kyle to snap (which both reader and him very much enjoy!) I did play around with the prompt you gave me a little so I hope that's alright!

Summary: Kyles had a long few weeks, and just wants to relax. Unfortunately you have a habit of running your mouth until he just can't take it any longer- making him take things into his own hands, quite literally. (SMUT)

Word Count: 3964

Warnings: spanking, hair pulling, edging, rough handling, some domming

Run Your Mouth- Kyle Broflovski x Bratty!Reader

A slam of the front door broke the quiet atmosphere that filled the apartment.

Kyle knew what was going to happen, and already his hand was up and pinching the bridge of his nose as he waited. It had been a lovely afternoon, one where he could actually get some work done on a bullshit project his boss assigned as well as take a reading break in his favorite chair. These days were few and far between, with hectic scheduling and project deadlines, Kyle wasn’t entirely sure he’d been able to properly breath for weeks. Hell, he was sure you were even getting a little frustrated with the amount of time he spent hunched over his work laptop at the table, or not joining you for game nights with friends. He was just…tired.

So to have this time where he could just sit was wonderful. He could actually put his mind off his work for a moment while he allowed something else to take its place. But as he heard the thump of footsteps along the carpet outside he knew his office sanctuary was soon to be intruded upon.

“There you are!” You had burst through the door, work clothes still hanging on your frame as you walked in and plopped yourself directly down on the top of his desk. The skirt you wore for your waitressing rose up slightly as you settled, soft thighs on display. You only briefly readjusted to move a few papers that crinkled beneath you. “You would not believe the day I had!”

“I have a feeling you're going to tell me,” Kyle sighed, placing a finger between the pages.

You registered the tone in his voice, but chose to ignore it, already opening your mouth and letting the hellish day you had spew forth. You knew it was annoying, barging in and doing this. You knew how Kyle loved his space. However, you also knew that he wouldn't tell you no.

The relationship you had with Kyle was an odd one. Both of you had tempers that came to life with surprising ease and yet, you still got along better than a house fire. Even with a few arguments here and there, the bond you two shared had only seemed to grow brighter. Kyle was more strict than you were, growing irritated at those little inconveniences that threw a wrench into well laid plans. You were far more lax, but nary a thing needed to happen for complaints to make their way from your lips.

One would look at the two of you and wonder how long it took before one killed the other, but somehow, someway, you clicked. You found Kyle's need for planning and his want for things to be a certain way grounding. It was an anchor on the drama filled life you seemed to attract. And while Kyle wouldn't ever say it out loud, you knew he loved how much you talked. You were not only entertaining, but with what you brought to the table the noise that filled his head finally quieted. In a weird way, you brought that man peace.

So yes, despite the fact that he was obviously comfortable and doing something, you took the opportunity to yap. There was something kind of fun about riling him up, if only to wake him up enough to spend time with you. It was just how things were, he and you were used to this!

“And I just don't understand what the fuck her issue was. I was doing my job!”

“Uh-huh,” Kyle hummed, his eyes starting to gloss over.

“Kyle, are you listening?” You pitched up your voice slightly, catching the way his head perked at the sound.

“Of course I was, m’just…thinking of other things.”

Hm. That wouldn't do at all.

“Could you please pay attention?” You whined lightly, keeping a smile from forming on your lips.

Oh, how he hated the whining. You knew this well, already catching the way his right brow twitched slightly.

“Anyway, on top of all of that, they've started asking us to clean the bathroom-”

“Love,” with a tense smile, Kyle looked into your eyes, the corners of which were tight. “I still have a bit to do in here but I'll be done soon, can this wait?”

Placing a finger to your mouth, you tapped your lips teasingly. He knew you weren't actually going to comply with his request, and you knew that it was his way to tell you that you were getting on his nerves.

“But I just have so much to tell you! Are you saying you don't want to talk to me?” Folding your arms, you pouted. “I wouldn't have thought that my boyfriend would treat me so badly!”

“Uhhhh yeah, sorry. Continue.” He huffed, settling his shoulders back against the chair.

“So, then she went on to try to tell me how to do my job, like I hadn’t been there longer than her! What the fuck even is that?” Kicking your legs you started in on a particular coworker, one he had heard about many times before as she continued to get on your nerves. With each kick, your heel thumped against the drawers. The sound was dull, but loud enough that with each thwack you could see a tick appear in Kyle’s jaw.

“Hon, could you stop kicking please?”

“...No. And what did she even mean by that anyway, it’s not like she’s my-”

“I said please.” The tone of his voice caught you off guard. It was tense, much like when you argued, but there was something else there, something that shot right to your core making your quim start to pulse. His jaw was tight, and his eyes were boring holes straight through your own.

You also caught the distinct tent in his jeans, the bulge straining against his fly.

Experimentally, you kicked once more, keeping your eyes on his. He said nothing, only staring with that same blank expression. It was as though he was trying to hide how this all was making him feel, despite the fact you could clearly read it.

You kept still, allowing your legs to simply hang. With your compliance, Kyle seemed to get a pleasing gleam in his eyes. You could even see the way he moved himself to adjust for what he had going on down below, which only appeared to get harder. Interesting.

With a sigh, the redhead laid back, his book opening once more. He supposed if you wanted to stay while he read that would be fine, you were quiet for now and that was-

Tap tap tap tap. Manicured nails tapped along the edge of the desk’s surface, and from how loud they were it was obvious you were putting more force into those motions on purpose. You could practically see the anger climbing up Kyle’s body, rising up to those well matched fiery curls.

Painting on a saccharine smile, you continued your tapping before softly saying, “Kyle, you know you can’t just tell me what to do, right? It’s not like you ever could- hey!”

With zero warning, Kyle reached over and hauled you off his desk, dragging over to where he sat. The book he had so carefully kept marked fell to the floor with a clatter as he moved, a startling sound within the small space. With a strength you didn’t realize he had, he easily turned you over his knee with your body now draped over him. You tried to look over your shoulder as you felt him flip up your skirt.

“What are-ow! Kyle!” You felt a sharp slap on your ass. You barely got his name out before you felt another one on the other cheek, stinging just as badly.

“I asked you nicely. I let you come in here and interrupt my work. I let you complain about fucking everything.” Smack! Smack! Smack! “And yet when I ask for one thing, you say no?!”

The bite in his voice wasn’t as sharp as you might’ve expected with the words he was saying, instead something more playful and aroused colored it. From your position you could feel his erection pressed tight to your belly, layers of clothing doing nothing to hide it.

Kyle looked down, his eyes taking in the slight shaking of your backside. Rubbing gently, he considered for a moment what he had just done. It’s not like he hadn’t given your rump a tap here and there, but…he had definitely gone much harder than he probably should have. It felt good in the moment, but it was no excuse to… His train of thought stopped as his hand dipped lower, the tips of his fingers feeling the moisture between your legs. You liked this. Those whimpers were ones of pleasure. With that in mind, he dipped a finger in, relishing the whine that fell from your lips.

“Please,” you had uttered, right before clamping your mouth shut. You were playing a game, and it wouldn’t do to give in so early. Swallowing thickly, you raised your voice. “Just one?”

At once you felt another digit enter the fray, Kyle already pumping his hand at a grueling speed. Dropping your head, you could only lay there and feel the way those fingers entered you. It was effortless the way he used those hands, easily reaching spots that brought out the true meaning of what the French called “the little death.” It wasn’t long before he retracted that hand and addressed you once more.

“Get up,” the command came out huskily, his breath coming out in puffs. “At the desk.”

Grinning, you got yourself up, slowly walking over to the desk. You were drawing this out, and he knew it. He scoffed as you leisurely took those few steps, hand lightly tracing over the wood as you turned back towards him. Raising a brow, you waited.

Kyle looked both uncertain and wild, his gaze serious despite the slight hesitation in how he moved. He wanted you, and he wanted you a particular way…he just didn’t know how to ask for it. Biting the inside of your cheek, you came to the conclusion that you would need to be the one to push him there.

“Well, Kyle? I don’t have all day to stand here.” Crossing your arms over your chest, you tilted your head teasingly. “I mean really, Ky, I came in here for you and you can’t even decide what to do?”

Like a switch was flipped, those movements filled with trepidation stilled. In one long stride he was at your side, tall frame much more imposing than you remembered. “If you have time to run your fucking mouth, then you have time to turn around and bend over.”

You wanted to snap back, but the tone change was like an electric shock to your system. He was in control. Or at least he wanted to be, whether he fully knew that or not. Turning, you lowered your front down onto the flat surface.

“You whine and whine and bitch all day, and I can't even get a single moment to myself!” Kyle's voice sneered as he hurriedly undid his buckle. The sound of the zipper drawing down made your belly flip, excitement coursing through your veins.

You went to look up at him from your place on his desk only to feel him roughly push you back down. “Don't move.”

You could feel the uncomfortable jab of papers and documents beneath your chest, but at this point you didn't truly mind it. Seeing this side of Kyle was…hot, admittedly. He never broke like this, his hands always gentle and soothing, guiding you both to something wonderful. But here and now he was taking. He was going to take and take and take until you had nothing left to give and the thought of that made your thighs tremble in anticipation.

“And just what the fuck are you excited for?” A sharp smack hit your backside before you felt him line himself up to you. You could tell by the way the cockhead slid through your folds that you were sopping despite him not even touching you for very long. With a grunt you felt him glide in, stretching you with a delicious heat.

It wasn't slow like all the other times you did this, the adjustment to his size a little more difficult, but the feeling was just as good. Kyle had stopped once he buried all of himself in you, his breath ragged and coarse. You could only gasp feeling how he pulsed inside.

“Well? You got anything to say, brat?” He breathed out shakily.

You were thankful he didn't have a clear view of your face, afraid of what he'd say if he saw the smirk that resided there. The way he said that once again proved a little something to you. All the whining and bitching and moaning? He didn't mind it nearly as much as he let on. Why, from how he felt inside your cunt, you could tell he was more than aroused by it. He needed it.

“I want you to moovveeee,” the whine came out long and high pitched, like a practiced line in a play. “It's the least you could do.”

“Oh yes, the least I could do for your bratty ass is fuck it, huh?” With an abrupt thrust of his hips you yelped, drawing a dark chuckle from Kyle. “God, you just talk so, so much. You'd think a good dicking down would put a stop to it but no.”

By now Kyle had started to truly fuck you from behind, his fingers pushing into the supple flush of your hips as he drove himself in over and over. With each push you felt the rough edge of the desk along your waist, light scratches only adding to how rough he was handling you.

“Hard-Harder!” You moaned, trying to keep that same whine evident. “Jesus Ky, it's like you’re not even trying!”

Another smack hit your ass, the fat still jiggling as it bounced from his thrusts. You would laugh from the feeling if he hadn't reached up to grab a handful of hair, forcing your head back.

“You think I'm trying? Fucking really?” Grunting, Kyle readjusted his grasp, ensuring your head only moved when he saw fit. Leaning down slightly to whisper harshly into your ear, he said “if you wanna act like a little slut I might as well treat you like one.”

At that a chill went down your spine, the words seeping in bone deep. You barely had time to dwell on this before you felt your mind go blank.

With a hard yank, Kyle plowed into you hard and fast, the sound of skin on skin loud and borderline obscene. Between the pain in your scalp and the pressure of his cock pounding into you, you were lost. Pinned to the desk and unable to even turn your head, you could do nothing but take what Kyle gave you. And you loved it. You wanted to give him anything, everything you had.

And from the sounds that fell from his own mouth you could tell just how much he enjoyed this. Unlike with your usual lovemaking, his moans became much more feral, more desperate. In some way it was as if he was ramming every ounce of what he had been feeling these last few weeks into you.

To know he could do whatever he wanted, that he had the strength to do so, was enough to bring you close to the finish line. You could feel that pressure mounting so sweetly, the whines you once uttered turning into keening, begging for release. Just as you felt your walls flutter, suddenly you were left cold and empty.

His hand left your hair, and you felt him step back. Confused, you turned and took in his flushed form, particularly noting that he was still hard, the head of his cock angry and red.

“Um…”

“Yes?” He said with a frown, arms hanging at his sides. “Is there something wrong?”

“You didn't…I didn't…” you tried, the haze of being so close to coming still slowing your brain. That climb to absolute satisfaction that you should’ve been feeling dissipated, disappointment quickly taking its place.

“I don't think you've earned it, brat.” Stepping up, he leered down over you. For a split second, the corner of his mouth turned up. “Besides, I'm not done.”

You could only gape, understanding dawning. He wasn't going to let you come. He was seriously not letting you finish. What the fuck?

Opening your mouth, a complaint dancing on the tip of your tongue, you were interrupted by him scooping you up to sit on the desk, legs spread wide to accommodate him. You were silenced by the look in those eyes, dark, green, and positively sharp. With a few light taps to your mound, he chuckled at the light gasp that escaped you.

“I thought you had more to say,” purring he slid his cock downwards, teasing and slow. “Was I wrong?”

“Maybe shut up and keep fucki-oh fuck!” Ramming himself in, Kyle was back full force in slamming his hips into your own. “You can do fucking better, asshole.”

Hooking a leg up with his arm, Kyle set your right ankle up onto his shoulder. Your thigh burned with that stretch, but seeing your leg up near his head was enough to make you forget all about it. At this new angle he seemed to be able to drive himself further in.

“God you feel- ugh, shit.” Sweat dripped from his brow, ginger curls plastered to the front of his forehead as he kept pumping into you. “Keep talkin’ t’me.”

The demand was slurred but you followed nonetheless. You didn’t even register what you said, mean little whines pouring out as you tried to hold yourself together. With each word Kyle drove himself further and further in madness, pounding harder, faster, more brutal with every single thrust.

For Kyle, he wasn’t quite sure what was coming over him. This was not who he was with you. You both had toyed around in bed before, trying new positions and everything else. He didn’t see the need to let the frustrations from his life flood over into what he had with you, he didn’t wish to sully the bed he made with shit that didn’t matter. He didn’t need to show off. But now? This? This made him feel like some other person, someone hot and angry. Alive.

The next time you felt yourself nearly topple over, waves of pleasure only just barely breaking over the walls, you felt his hand seize your chin. With his thumb and forefinger firmly grasping you, he ensured your eyes could only see him.

“You don’t get to cum until I say you can.” He growled, slowing his hips. “When I said you have to earn it, I meant that.”

His pupils were blown wide as he took in your appearance. You were a mess with your shirt bunched over your breasts, something he only hazily recalled doing, and hair sticking up every which way. And yet, despite that, your mouth still persisted.

“Fuck you, you can’t tell me what to do!” You tried sounding big, but as Kyle ramped up his movements you could feel the fight leaving you. “You don’t own- mmm!”

With swift movement, Kyle placed a digit within your mouth, his own turning up into a grin. “I think if anyone saw how I have you now, they’d think differently.” Popping the finger out, he dropped your legs, instead grabbing back onto your hips. “No one else gets to fuck you like this. No one but me. You can deny it all you want brat but as far as I’m concerned? You’re mine.”

You struggled to hold back your own orgasm at that statement, head swimming from every one of your senses. From how he fucked into you, the feel of his skin smacking into yours, the smell of sex absolutely engulfing the room, and now he had to say that? He had a hold over you, strings attached to every single limb, every single nerve ending. A puppet master finally taking control.

“Say it.”

“I’m you- oh! I’m yours, Kyle!” You nearly cried as he finally brought his hand over to rub along your clit, pressure becoming far too much. “Yours!”

“That’s more like it- fuck! All mine.”

Kyle’s rhythm broke down, the speed and intensity in which he had been going beginning to grow rough and uneven. It was as he started breathing the words cum for me, come on, cum for me baby that you finally let yourself unravel, Kyle following right after.

With one final hard thrust, he remained inside, like he didn’t want a single drop to go to waste. As the air cooled the sweat upon your skin, you registered the soreness in your thighs, along the backs of them in particular radiating up to your battered ass. Kyle, for his part, looked shaky.

The room was silent aside from heavy breaths. Your ears still rang as the ghosts of all that went on bouncing from the walls back towards you. It wasn’t uncomfortable, but something told you that you were not supposed to be the one to break the quiet.

Kyle stood there, breathing hard. His hands stayed on your hips, grip no longer tight as he gently swiped his thumbs along your skin. He looked...pensive. With a faraway gaze he retreated into his own thoughts, taking into account all that had transpired. He had never acted in such a way with you, never had those thoughts about taking you like that.

“Um…are you alright?” He asked after a time. You could feel how he had softened up, but still he stayed. Wary and exhausted, he looked at you.

“More than okay,” chucking, you reached up to pet his head, fingers brushing through damn curls. “Didn’t realize that sort of thing got you off!”

Immediately he sputtered, face red and eyes shifting elsewhere. “W-well it’s just…it’s not…”

“Relax. I enjoyed it, dummy.” Gently grasping those curls you brought his face down to yours in a searing kiss. “Had I known I would’ve played that game with you much sooner.”

“Oh, yeah?” smirking, he finally slid out, eyes panning down to take in his work dripping out of you. “I suppose we could…make it a regular thing. Felt pretty good if I’m being honest.”

“I bet it did,” and you knew it did. The tension in his body had evaporated during your coupling, shoulder now relaxed down from his ears. He was tired, that was for sure, but also somehow lighter. Like a weight had been lifted. “Sex is supposed to be a stress reliever, and what kind of girlfriend would I be if I didn’t take part in that?”

You observed him a moment, eyeing how his chest rose and fell, his cupid's bow as he licked his lips, the flutter of his lashes with every blink. It hit you then that in all this time, you two hadn’t even kissed. Reaching up, you gingerly took his head in your hands, smiling at how he melted into your touch. For someone who just took control, he gave it very freely just as quickly after.

You placed a sweet kiss to his lips, allowing him to lean into it with a hum. Once more you marveled at how relaxed his entire being was, how he could finally let himself just be. It was something you so sorely missed.

And you resolved to make sure you never had to miss it again.

#kyle broflovski x reader #kyle broflovski x you #kyle broflovski x y/n #south park fanfiction #south park x reader #south park x you #south park x y/n #south park smut

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n0vazsq · 6 months ago

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Breathless | Hector Fort x Reader

pairing . . . hector fort x gf!reader

summary . . . Doing the 'a boy who's jacked and kind' trend with your boyfriend, Hector

request . . . yes!! based on this request!

word count . . . 580

warnings . . . none!

faceclaim . . . N/A

alexavia yaps . . . im so sorry if this is shit because i literally just was not in the mood to write anymore

taglist . . . @barcapix ,, @f1lover55 ,, @ilovebarcaaa ,, @ann6ella ,, @notm4d1 ,, @httpsdana (lmk if you want to join the taglist!)

. . . The sunlight streamed through the window, creating that perfect golden glow, and Hector was getting increasingly annoyed by how much he couldn’t focus on a single thing. That’s when you saw the TikTok, the 'boy who's jacked and kind' trend. Your eyes basically lit up as you got the idea of doing it with Hector.

A smile crept onto your lips as you showed it to him. "We should do this. You’d be perfect."

Hector raised an eyebrow, narrowing his eyes playfully. "Oh, really? You think I’m strong enough for it?"

"Well, you could lift me with one arm," you teased, nudging his arm.

He grinned, already getting up from the couch. "I’ve been waiting for the right moment to show off my muscles anyway."

You rolled your eyes, but the truth was, you loved how effortlessly sweet Hector was. He never tried to show off, yet his kindness and strength were impossible to ignore. "Alright, I’ll let you flex or whatever, but if you drop me, I’m blaming you."

Hector snorted, walking over to grab his phone and set it up for the video. "Don’t worry, I’ve got you."

You positioned yourself in front of him, ready for the challenge. "Just don’t get all sappy on me."

His grin widened. "Sappy is my middle name, hermosa."

You set the phone up, making sure to get the right angle, before going back to stand in front of Hector

And with that, Hector scooped you up, lifting you so easily that it felt like you weighed nothing at all. Your hands instinctively wrapped around his neck as he grinned up at you. "See? Easy."

You smirked, eyes glinting. "Yeah, you’ve definitely got this."

As the video ended, he dropped you down and went to get the phone.

He turned his head, looking at you with that soft, loving gaze that always made your heart skip a beat. "Ready for the kiss?" he asked, his voice low and teasing.

You gave him a confused look, and before you could open your mouth, Hector leaned in, kissing you slowly and tenderly. The softness of the kiss contrasted with his strong, solid hold on you. You couldn’t help but melt into him, the whole world fading away as he pulled you closer, deepening the kiss until you were both gasping for a breath.

When he pulled away for a brief second, breathless from the kiss, and Hector’s grin was practically glowing. "Guess that’s one way to do the trend."

Before you could even respond, Hector pulled you in again, kissing you with that intensity that left you dizzy. His hands gently cradled your face, like he was trying to memorize every moment, and you couldn’t help but smile against his lips, feeling completely safe in his embrace.

When the kiss ended, Hector carefully set you back down on the ground, still holding onto you by the waist. You looked up at him, grinning from ear to ear. "I think this is definitely going viral," you said with a wink.

He chuckled, wrapping his arms around you for one last hug. "I don’t need the internet to know you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me," Hector said softly.

"Aw, you’re such a dork." You playfully pushed him away, but your heart melted from how genuinely sweet he was.

With one final, lingering kiss, you stopped to look at the video again. You looked at it, laughing at how perfect the footage turned out.

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r-aindr0p · 5 months ago

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"magical boys"

*BREAKS DOWN A WALL AMD CHUCKS MINI ROLLOS TO ANYTHING IN SIGHT*

WHERE?!

*visibly shaking* I am normal about this reversal trope of magical girls. I can definetely be trusted to not squeeze this mozarrella with a bowl cut to death. *mini rollo definitely being squeezed to death*

No idea if it's three anons or one but that's really sweet ✨ pls beware depending on which guy you plan to eat some of them give food poisoning or hallucinations (thinking abt some as those small colorful rainforest frogs)

I love magical girl animes very much, grew up watching tokyo mew mew (and somehow managed to watch wedding peach all on youtube a long time ago, i did not understand the english subtitles at all lmao, rewatched it years later and loved it), so imagine my surprise when I stumbled accross the first (if you ignore saint seiya) full on magical boy anime in 2015 and ever since I wanted to draw my own, and now I have my musketeers :)))

A lot more magical boy yapping under the cut because I love this trope so much

Anime I'm talking abt is 'Binan Koukou Chikyuu bouei-bu love' btw ! It's on the parodic side but not as much shitpost-ish as 'magical girl ore' for example. It takes itself "seriously" in it's own way. (and the ending song talks about 2 characters of the show that drifted apart and how there's 3 meters only separating them but it's enough for one to miss the other and aughhh my heart I could yap about this for ages)

LOOK AT THEM (couldn't find a decent pic of the season 1 clothes, this is season 2 and the pic is still low res augh)

Like, I was ?? idk in my last year of middle school maybe when I found this ?? fantastic discovery. Pink wombat mascot with the voice of an old man gives cute bracelets to 5 guys to save the earth. They have to say "love making" and kiss their bracelet to transform, I'm crying And here's the villains of season 1 and season 2 (twins) (silver haired bowl cut annoyed guy is my favorite, what a familiar description....)

There's 3 seasons in total to this anime and season 3 has a new cast of guys but years later at the same school !

Scenario is basically the same as season 1 but with different guys and villains, but omg the otter..... I love that yellow otter so much..... (look they have magical ace and deuce ) Villains of season 3 are called "edelstein knights" or something (ince again an angry guy with ridiculous bangs considered a villain, my beloved)

Other legit magical boy I love a lot is 'Fairy Ranmaru' !! It takes itself more seriously than binan koukou, in it's own scandalous way I'd say. They went ham with the fanservice during transformations it's crazy-(especially uruu's transformation) def +16 at least They do try to talk about serious matters and feelings/emotions in general. I cant' really tell if it's well written since I'm really an easy audience, I should watch it a second time... It's a visual experience at least if you're into that kind of designs

Blue guy my beloved.... Not showing any more, you can find the transformations on yt crunchyroll literally published them

Alright one last "magical" boy/girl, it's not even exceptionnal but it's a fever dream shitpost that has a special place in my heart : 'Classicaloid' So a girl's father created humanoids with the memories of classical composers and went to get milk, leaving them all. The classicaloids eventually decide to squat at the girl's house. They have magical powers called "musik" and have a small transformation animation. So to a certain extent I do consider this a magical people anime.

Here's everyone from season 1 (untransfromed) Beethoven and Bach (maybe mozart too tbh) are the most recognizeable but good luck to guess the others :') (Liszt and Tchaikovsky are genderbent) They are all so whacky together I love them so much, bach only speaks in musical terms "andante, pianissimo etc.." Chopin is the looser of all times, Mozart is.... Mozart, and Dvorak (season 2) became a pigmy hippo for literally no reason The animation is nice but the ending song illustrations ??? dang

First two pics are from season 2 endings, they all represent an important location for the composers or something related to them (for example Chopin's is the père lachaise cemetery in paris where irl one has a tomb) Really I'm amazed by all the ending art pieces, I can't put more than 10 pics per post, I would've showed them all otherwise eeee) On the thrid pic you actually see mozart in his musik outfit ! An in one ep he even lets his hair loose ahierjh

(takt:op is absolutely in my watchlist)

If you made it this far thank you for listening to the yapping, wether it was interesting or not ! :)))

#Idc if yall already know these animes here's my yapping powerpoint anyway #I love colorful chara designs aughh #Classicaloid is just the merging of many things I like- weeb - magical - shitpost- and classical music and it pleases my brain #I have so many screenshots of chopin(loid)#I should do some more make fanart of all these magical boys tbh now that I'm feeling convinced by how I draw #music animes in general are good aughh mashiro no oto or kono oto tomare!!! (hell even utapri I loved watching this in middle school)#The kongming anime was so good and fun too omg #man I love music #I hope there will be more magical boys in the future or even an everyone magical pls #cease this torturing of the mini-rollos !!!!!!!!!!

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maysonem · 9 months ago

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You're twins?

Jo Togame x Sakura's twin male reader!1!1!

Tw: Not much just brief and BAD arguing writing! Bad grammar {For that one friend that likes judging me with my grammar so just BAD WRITING IN GENERAL}

{ Also sorry for taking so long everything got thrown at me since I injured my hand so now my hand looks weird while I also got lost in this request and side quested a bunch so it doesn't really look like an x reader>_<!! I yap a lot. IM QUITTING MY FUTURE JOB-}

Sakura and you have always been by each other sides no matter what happened, but really what went wrong in this situation it was just the same argument you always scold him about his well being how he always comes back from school with a bleeding nose and a bunch of cuts on his hands.

“Sakura you need to stop throwing yourself into fights!” you yelled at him angrily watching his every move. He didn't respond to you per usual ignoring your yelling and ranting about his own safety didn't you already know that he can take care of himself as well as you can. He abruptly stood up from the chair making you back up from him a little "Shut it! It's always about me and my safety can't you see I can take care of myself you need to stop worrying about me for once it's getting annoying!" He yelled out pointing his finger at you.

You were a bit taken back by his sudden outburst before clenching your fists "Well, it's your own fault for that! If you at least once can come back from school without any injuries I wouldn't have to always yell at you!" You yelled back at him seeing him turning his head away from you avoiding any eye contact possible.

"Do you know how I always worry about you when you're at school!? I'll never know if you come back hurt or sometimes I even wonder if you come ba—" He soon cut you off yelling out "Stop worrying about me it is as simple as that! What can you not understand!?"

"...That's all I can really remember," You said looking back down at the ramune in your hand before looking back at Togame who seemed to be dazing out.. or is it just how he usually looks? "You listening!?" You snapped at him angrily making him snap back into reality. You crossed your arms looking away from him "At least try to look like you're interested in what I'm saying!" You yelled pointing at him whilst he stood there with his usual smile.. it infuriates you and makes your heart skip a beat every time you see it.

There was an uncomfortable silence between you two before Togame decided to break it "That's basically it?" He asked tilting his head slightly that question made you snap your head back at him and glared "Of course! That's all I remember" You said slamming your ramune bottle down onto the table.

Soon enough you calmed down leaning your head onto Togame's shoulder "I just don't understand what made him think he can always just put up with fights with people like that" You said in a low volume tone before feeling him put a hand on your shoulder with a look that asks if you were alright "Don't give me that look of course I'm not alright" You say slapping his hand off of your shoulder making him let out an amused chuckle "Well, I'm just trying to be here for you" He said giving you a gentle pat on the head "What can you even do besides standing and staying silent over here!?" You exclaimed while playfully swatting his hand away that's tryna ruin your hair.

"We can meet up with a friend of mine that I wanted you to introduce for a while now," He said making you perk up a bit "Introduce..?" He nodded his head with a smile which made you think about it for a moment "Better not be a prank.. you've said that several times before!" You said poking his chest repeatedly. He let out a chuckle moving your hand away from his chest "Not a prank this time," "...Promise?" You said with distrust in him "Maybe" "I'm going to make you into a MILKSHAKE-"

The next day soon came by as you and Togame were waiting for his so-called friend still not trusting him with your heart even if he is your partner he still put up with pranks on you ever since you went to Shishitoren.

"So.. when?" You asked him getting impatient and a bit stressed about meeting the friend of his "Patience dear" He said before getting approached by- "Sakura!?" You yelled out and abruptly stood up pointing at your twin up and down. Sakura jolted up not excepting your sudden scream hearing a small 'huh?' coming out from Togame.

"You guys know each other?" He asked looking over to Sakura and then back at you "Is it.. is it not obvious." You said looking over to him while pointing at your eyes and Sakura's "Oh... Well, now I see the-" "IT WAS OBVIOUS THE WHOLE TIM-" "Pipe it down!" Sakura yelled smacking the back of your head "Oi, you shouldn't be the one saying that to me, especially with your recklessness!-" "Let's not argue alright?" Togame interrupted you slowly pulling you towards him while both you and Sakura glared at each other "Not my fault," Sakura mumbled crossing his arms and looking at Togame and back at you seeing how you two were very close to each other. Both you and Togame soon noticed he was turning red already "Are you dating my damned twin!?" He yelled out angrily pointing at Togame making him raise both of his hands up with a nervous chuckle "Well-" "How long!?" Sakura cut him off wanting immediate answers while you watched them a bit amused by how Sakura can still be a protective twin... Even if you two argued before, but that was bloody years ago!

You couldn't help but let out a laugh making both of them stop in their tracks "What are you even laughing at!?" "Maybe cause of the fact you seem protective of him even if he argued with you-" "I'm not asking you!" Sakura snapped clenching his fist "Hey, let us put this aside and catch up with things" Togame suggested. You and Sakura glared at each other and nodded hesitantly.

"I still can't accept the fact you're dating my twin." Sakura grumbled out kicking a pebble "It surprised me at first as well since who the hell knew I'd end up with... Well, someone you fought and called you Othello-" "Don't mention that!" He said clearly that he still disliked being called Othello.. who would? "Then is Sakura against our relationship?" Togame asked tilting his head making you look over to Sakura with a tiny hint of an excited look "I-.. no" He said with a red tint on his cheeks "He isn't lying that's for sure" You said poking his cheek making him swat your hand away angrily "I was never from the start!" He replied crossing his arms and calmed down a bit "How long?" Sakura asked making Togame tilt his head "What?" He said confusingly making Sakura let out a frustrated sigh "A year-" "A YEAR!?" Sakura yelled out.

After awhile of spending time with each other the day was soon starting to end. "Sakura we'll see you next time," Togame said with his hand on your shoulder "Hah..? Like I'd ever want to see my twin next time" "You're just saying that" You said pointing at him as he crossed his arms and looked away "Alright, we'll see you tomorrow Sakura-" "Whatever!" He yelled before stomping away making you chuckle at his tough persona behavior.

"Wasn't that fun.. meeting with your twin again" "He's more of a nuisance though" you said looking up at Togame with your arms crossed like usual "But can't say he hasn't changed still is the one and only... Annoying twin brother I suppose," You smiled a little before poking his chest "You owe me one, Jo!" You exclaimed before getting a kiss on your forehead from him.

"You two are almost the same yet I seem to take more interest in you."

#wind breaker #wbk x reader #jo togame #togame x reader #x male reader #Jo Togame x male reader #not good

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kawacake · 1 month ago

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The Things We Hate in Ourselves | “The Easy Life Never Last.”

M. Kaiser x Fem!Reader

series masterlist, prev, next

warning(s): strong language / profanity, mild sexual tension / suggestive content, implied sexual activity (non-explicit), mention of virginity, emotional vulnerability / tension between characters, light romantic interaction (kissing, lap sitting), mild angst, slight humor / sarcasm, light physical contact (kissing, waist touch, neck kisses), & this chapter isn’t proofread

a/n: haii i had to cut this chapter short and just add it to the next chapter so the next chapter is going to be out soon, and it’s some Ness x Reader in this but not for very long it’s just for plot purposes but i did enjoy writing this chapter it reminded me a lot of my life just a little but enough of me yapping i hope you enjoy and leave a like and reblog if you enjoyed they’re very much appreciated and comment if you wanna be added to the Taglist, baii👋🏼

w/c: 6k+

INT. MENS DORMITORY - NOON

The sound of snoring from not one but two people woke you up, with the sun also beaming down on you through their window that had no curtains whatsoever. Your head was throbbing and the sun wasn’t helping and neither was Bachira who was laying on your leg.

“Move..” You said shoving Bachira off as he fell off the bed as he tried to grab onto anything to keep himself from falling but ended up grabbing Reo pulling him down with him as you opened your eyes fully noticing what exactly just happened sitting all the way up ready to apologize.

“OH MY FUCKING GOSH IM SO SORRY.” You say putting a hand over your mouth keeps you from bursting out laughing. Reo looked over at Bachira with a irritated look before pushing his hand off of him “You fucking bird brain why pull me down instead of the person that pushed you.” He scoffed, finally standing up from the floor. “PFTTT!” Bachira had started laughing at the annoyed Reo causing Reo to look back at him as Bachira quickly fixed his face to a neutral expression like he was a kid that just got caught sneaking a snack.

“Holy fuck. What time is it?” you muttered, pushing blankets and limbs out of the way. “1PM,” Chigiri called out, walking in shirtless with a Gatorade in hand like a post-party Greek god.

“ONE?! I SLEPT HALF THE DAY AWAY?” You bolted upright, only for Bachira to gently press down on your shoulders, making you sit again. “Relax,” he grinned. “We all did. Most of us missed class anyway, so we’re skipping the rest and starting the weekend early.” He finished off as you just threw your body back onto the bed.

“How did I even end up here?” You asked looking up at the roof “I don’t even remember anything from last night.” You say as Bachira let out a loud gasp “YOU DON'T REMEMBER ANYTHING?” He said, now towering over you, arms trapping you below him.

“Nope, not really the last thing I remember is talking to this guy while watching a guy throw up.” You admitted because that’s honestly all you really remembered, “Yeah that guy she was talking to was Kaisers best friend or more like lap dog,” Chigiri said from the other side of the room on Bachira’s beanbag “And get off of her you’re making it weird bachira.” He finished off as Bachira plopped down beside you.

“WHOS BEST FRIEND?!” You said lifting up looking at him with a shocked expression, Reo then walked back into the room “You also had some girl talking shit about you then Kaiser butted in and you kinda embarrassed him THEN proceeded to go talk to him using the excuse you had to go to the bathroom.” Your jaw was dropped at what Reo and Chigiri just dropped on you.

“You can’t be serious, that’s so embarrassing.” You say fully sitting up looking at the two boys that stood on the other side of the room. “Bro I gotta drop out now.” You said, shaking your head as Bachira burst out laughing. “Alright enough play time we’re going out so I need you to go back to your dorm and get ready.” Reo said, you threw your head back and groaned “I’m tired of going out, can we rest for once?” You complained grabbing your bag and phone before a hand grabbed you pulling you up “You’re going now stop complaining I’m walking you to your dorm you have an hour.” Reo said, pulling you out of Bachira’s and Chigiri dorm as you screamed bye to the two.

“It’s getting cold out.” You say as the cool air hits your body “Yeah falls right around the corner.” Reo said, starting to pull off his hoodie, handing it to you once it was all the way off, “Thanks but you didn’t have to because the girls dormitory is right there, I would have lived.” You say as he rolled his eyes at you “It’s too late now you already have it on.” He said putting his hands in his pockets.

“Kaiser, Isagi and Ness will be coming with us today.” He blurted out causing you to stop in your tracks. “I don’t think I want to go now.” You say as he stopped and looked back at you “You’re going, you can’t just talk to some of the people in the friend group and not the rest.” “I understand that but I don't want to sit around and pretend I like them.” You say starting to walk again and so did Reo “Well just come this time and if you don’t enjoy the experience you don’t have to hang around them anymore.” He said reasoning with you and you nodded your head finally arriving at the girls dormitory.

“You don’t have to dress down, put on something comfortable and I’ll be back in like 45 minutes to come get you.” He says and you gave him a thumbs up and made your way into the dormitory.

Upon entering you saw some girls standing around talking, glancing at you but soon going back to whatever they were doing. You entered the elevator clicking your floor letting out a sigh as the elevator dinged letting you know you had arrived on your floor.

You pulled your keycard out, swiping it and the door unlocked, you walked in, it looked almost empty. You weren't even sure if your roommate made it home last night which made you wanna go check her room.

You walked to her room door and tried to twist it and it was locked “Thank gosh.” You say relieved she made it home safe you then turned around walking to your room to get ready for whatever the chaotic group had in store for you.

This was new you, you never had a big group like this back home you had one that contained 3 friends that really weren’t your friends, they pretended to be your friend for some sick reason they’re some of the reason you’re fucked up in the head. Once they encourage you to do sick shit for their own pleasure. They even had you steal 50 dollars from your parents for weed and pills and you did it just because you didn’t want to lose them, plus they were the only group of people that tolerated you.

Everyone else seemed almost disgusted in you for some unknown reason, it’s not like you were ugly or something, you were attractive, pretty face, nice body, you were what people wanted to be or that’s what your friends told you so you made yourself believe it too.

“Y/n when did you get here?” The voice startled you and you turned around seeing your roommate walking out of her room. “Oh I just got here, I'm leaving again soon though.” You said to the girl who was holding her head in her hands “Do you need water you look like shit.” You say looking at the girl concerned as she nodded her head no “I just took a pill hopefully it goes away soon.” She said and you nodded your head “Well ima go get ready I’ll come check on you before I leave.” You say and she utters a faint okay before you walk into your room.

You let out a groan. The silence of your room hit hard after being surrounded by loud boys for the past 24 hours. You pulled off Reo’s hoodie and walked into the bathroom to start your shower water.

While you waited for the shower water to build up you opened your closet door and pulled out a comfortable outfit. A light grey cropped zip-up hoodie, worn over a white fitted noodle strap crop top with matching light grey oversized sweatpants that sat low showing your stomach a little. Then you entered the bathroom again, getting into the shower once the water was ready. You stepped into the shower, tilting your head back and letting the warmth hit your skin. Your muscles relaxed instantly, the tension slipping down the drain along with any leftover regret from the night before.

By the time you stepped out, you felt like a new person. You put on your outfit and glanced at your makeup, contemplating on if you wanted to put on makeup or not. “ASAMI!” You shouted as she screamed back a yeah “YES OR NO?” You asked and that would help you decide if you were going to put on makeup or not. She had gone quiet but then a few seconds later she spoke up again “NO.” She yells and you look away from your makeup and shrug your shoulders then look down at your phone looking at the time before you jumped up realizing it had been exactly forty five minutes.

Reo had also sent you a text five minutes ago saying he was outside of the girls dormitory. “Shit.” You muttered in a hurry to put your socks and shoes on, then grabbed your gray tote bag, shoving your phone charger and other essentials you ‘might’ need throughout the day.

“Reo’s gonna have a damn aneurysm.” You say turning off your lights, grabbing your cup that had water in it and rushing out of your room. “Bye Sami, call me if you need anything.” You said rushing past her and the girl couldn’t even say anything before the door was being slammed shut.

Reo💜

I’m outside.

Delivered 2:27

Y/n

Sorry I’m coming now

Delivered 2:35

You clicked the first floor on the elevator and it felt like it took the elevator forever to get to the first floor till you heard a small ding and the elevator door opened. You practically ran out of the elevator trying to get to that car as if he was about to leave you or something. “Took you long enough.” Kaiser said from the passenger seat “You’re seriously not one to talk, you literally took forever.” Reo said looking over at Kaiser and he only rolled his eyes at the purple haired boy.

“A hello would suffice.” You said opening the door and getting into the backseat where Isagi, Bachira, and Chigiri sat but Bachira sat on the floor. “There's no way, you’re rich as fuck but can’t buy a big enough car for your whole friend group.” You said squeezing in beside Isagi “It would have been one more person on the floor if ness didn’t agree to drive behind us.” Reo said, referring to the car that was behind his “You know what just drive.” “Yes ma'am.” He said pulling out and starting to drive.

Surprisingly at first the car was quiet, not even Bachira said a word.. till he did. “Can we play music? I wanna be the DJ.” He tried to stretch his arms but Chigiri’s legs stopped him. “You’re literally sitting on the floor, you don’t get DJ rights.” Isagi said looking down at him “hahaha very funny.” Bachira said sarcastically “This is basically discrimination.” “It’s called having standards.” Kaiser said, picking up the aux cord connecting it to his phone.

“FUCK NO GIVE IT TO ME.” You said reaching for the aux cord squishing Isagi in the process as he bumped into Chigiri “Hey chill they'd rather listen to what I listen to then that shit you listen to.” Kaiser said, pulling the cord farther away from you as you rolled your eyes sitting back in the seat. “Actually we’ll go in a circle.” Reo said side eyeing Kaiser as he just rolled his eyes whispering a ‘whatever’ under his breath before playing a song.

“Now Playing PUNTO 40 by Rauw Alejandro & Baby Rasta”

“WHAT THE FUCK YOUR CAR SPEAKS?” Isagi said lifting up looking at the monitor in the middle “I was thinking the same thing I just wasn’t going to say anything.” You say looking out the window causing Bachira and Reo to laugh “I’m not surprised someone like Y/n is surprised at such a thing.” Kaiser said and you snapped your head towards him.

“If Kaiser gets any cockier, I’m calling animal control because someone needs to tame this peacock.” Chigiri says, twirling his hair while looking straight forward, noticing the scowl on Kaiser's face. Chigiri knew exactly how to get under Kaiser's skin and it pissed him off so much.

“Oh my gosh just listen to the music.” Reo says getting tired of the sassy Chigiri and the arrogant Kaiser. “Wait, turn this up, Kaiser's music taste might not be shit after all.” You say nodding your head to the beat and so was everyone else, Reo was tapping the steering wheel, Isagi and Chigiri nodded their heads, and Bachira drummed to the beat. “I seriously don’t know what they’re saying but this goes hard.” Bachira said, wiggling his body on the floor making you laugh a little.

“Yo sí puedo que los borren si la tocan a ella Yo mato por ella.” Kaiser sang out loud “Wow i see why god made you a soccer player, you can’t sing for shit.” You said as he reached his hand to the back seat trying to hit you but you dodged his hit and he ended up hitting Isagi and it’s like all the color drained from his face when he realized.

“Stop at the next gas station, not for gas just so I can beat his ass.” Isagi said looking at Kaiser and that was the first time you witnessed Kaiser afraid of Isagi. “WAIT? THAT WAS BARS!” Bachira said, looking up at you as you nodded your head agreeing with him. “I didn’t mean it! You know I didn’t mean to hit you, I was trying to get Y/n.” He tried reasoning with the boy, causing you to laugh at him but Kaiser didn’t have time to react to you, only focused on Isagi.

“The motherfucking sensei” the song faded out as you pulled into the gas station and when the car parked Kaiser started fearing for his life even more now. “Ugh get me out of this car at this point I’d rather ride with Ness.” Chigiri said stepping out of the car and stretching and so did bachira, his stretch was a well needed one after sitting on that floor. You stepped out the car with Isagi behind you and the car that was following behind parked beside Reo.

“Hey!” Ness said, stepping out of the car and approaching you, “Hello.” You waved with a smile while the two of you walked towards the store. “You drank a lot last night. I'm surprised you remember me.” “Oh I remember you but I don’t remember anything we spoke about.” You say turning away as he lets out a laugh “Thank goodness.” He says opening the door for you as you enter.

“How was the car ride here up till this point?” He asked following you towards the chip aisle “It was like a therapy session with no therapist present.” You said reaching for a bag of takis and Pringles “It was that bad?” He let out a few chuckles as you nodded your head. “I’ll be back, I'm going to go grab a drink.” “Okay.” You said looking at the different chips you could get before another person stood over you causing you to look behind you only seeing Kaiser.

“Try the pizza flavored Pringles.” He grabbed them and handed them to you and you grabbed it while squinting at him “What do you want?” You questioned “Why would I want something from you..” He said his sassy attitude showing, “Usually you’d just come up to me and insult me.” You said crossing your arms looking at the man in front of you.

“Well if i'm being honest i came over here to apologize for last night.” He said and you gave him a confused look “I’m not even going to sit here and lie, I have no idea what happened last night.” You uncrossed your arms and he gave you a look of relief and you just brushed it off “But whatever it was I accept your apology.” You say with a small smile as he just nodded his head “Well of course you accepted it who wouldn’t.” He said looking at you with that shit eating grin.

“Chigiri was right, if you get any more full of yourself we’re going to need a second car to carry your ego you damn peacock.” You scoffed walking away noticing Ness making his way back over to you with two blue raspberry slushies for you and him. You skipped back over to him with a stupid grin on your face but little did you know the same guy with the inflated ego that you were speaking to watched the two of you interact with something boiling inside of him.

“I didn’t ask what drink you wanted before I walked off so I just got you a blue raspberry slushie.” He said holding it up awkwardly as you gave him a smile “It’s fine come on let’s go scan our stuff.” You said walking towards the corner as Ness just watched you in awe.

“35.21” The cashier said as you started to pull out your card but Ness had beaten you to it handing the woman his card paying for everything. “You didn’t have to, I’ll pay you back.” You walked out of the store with the snacks you had picked up. “No need I wanted to pay for it plus it wasn’t even a lot of money.” “If you say so.” You said walking back to the cars “Want to ride with me? The car seemed a little pac—” Before he could finish his sentence a voice interrupted him. “Nah Chigiri already agreed to ride in your car.” Kaiser says with a bags of snacks in his hand.

“Wait he did?” You blinked confused “No, the hell I didn't,” Chigiri called out, stuffing chips into his mouth from the gas pump. “I said I might if you bought me something.” “And I did, catch and shut up.” Kaiser threw a bag of sour patch kids towards him and he caught it.

Kaiser then flickered his eyes back to Ness and you who stood beside each other but really only looking at ness who had gotten the memo to shut up at the start of the conversation. You raised an eyebrow. “Are you trying to assign my seating arrangement like you're my dad or something?” “If I was your dad, you wouldn't have left the house wearing that.” he muttered under his breath but loud enough that you could hear. “EXCUSE ME?!” You said seconds away from strangling him “GET IN THE CAR BEFORE SOMEONE CALLS THE COPS OR SOMETHING!” Reo yelled at the two of you causing you to flinch.

“Well I’ll see you.” You said waving bye to Ness once again walking to the car sitting in the same spot you were in before getting out of the car, but this time Bachira sat in the front seat leaving Kaiser in the backseat with you and Isagi. “You gotta be kidding me.” You said looking right over at Kaiser who was touching shoulders with you.

“Is the princess too high and mighty to be sitting next to a low life like me?” He said looking at you while you were trying to put space between the two of you. “Yes I am actually.” You say scooting away from him, “Well that’s too bad.” He said looking away from you “You two flirt like middle schoolers. It’s exhausting.” Isagi said as you and Kaiser both threw him a nasty side eye. “Play the music before Kaiser says anything else.” You said finally putting space between the two of you and he rolled his eyes at your stubbornness.

“Now Playing Finesse by Bruno Mars & Cardi B”

“DROP TOP PORSCHE ROLLIE ON MY WRIST DIAMONDS UP AND DOWN MY CHAIN!” Bachira screamed like he was headlining Coachella while also throwing Reo a wink. “IT’S MY BIG BRONX BOOGIE, GOT ALL THEM GIRLS SHOOK, MY BIG FAT ASS GOT ALL THEM BOYS HOOKED.” You sang with Bachira so he wouldn’t be having a concert by himself. “It's like every time we get in a car we always have a mini concert or something.” Reo said over the music but you and Bachira ignored him continuing to vibe to the music.

Isagi, holding a bag of chips in his lap, looked up mid-chew. “If this is the tour, I want a refund.” And you and Bachira let out a dramatic gasp at the same time while clutching your chest. “He’s just mad cause he’s not moving like us Bachira.” You say as he agreed “I’m pretty sure nobody would want to be moving like you two.” Kaiser butted in but you ignored him.

“SO TONIGHT, I'M GOING TO SHOW YOU OFF, OH, WHEN I'M WALKING WITH YOU!” You say pointing at Bachira but he was already pointing at you causing Kaiser to look at the two of you and roll his eyes. “You two are insufferable.” He mumbled and you just smiled at him. “BLAME IT ON MY CONFIDENCE, OR BLAME IT ON YOUR MEASUREMENTS.” You said moving closer to Kaiser's face out of spite and he scowled at you pushing you away from him making Isagi let out a laugh.

“We out here drippin in finesse, it don’t make no sense.” You and Bachira said in sync and wiggled your finger near Kaiser only irritating him more “loosen up you’re always so arrogant all the time have some fun.” You nudged him but all you got in return was an irritated glare leaving you a tad bit disappointed. “NOW SLOW IT DOWN FOR ME BABY CAUSE I LOVE THE WAY IT FEELS WHEN WE GRIND.” Reo started to sing which brought your mood all the way back up.

But you soon get thrown off by Ness's car passing Reo, “YOU JUST GOING TO LET HIM PAST YOU LIKE THAT?” Bachira pointed out which obviously struck something in Reo cause he started driving faster going beyond the speed limit which was already 85.

“PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE NOT THIS AGAIN.” Isagi said, gripping onto the door as if Reo was about to crash. What’s even worse is Reo just dropped his roof as the wind came crashing down on all of you, and ness had all his windows down playing Rich Baby Daddy by Drake. “YOU PEOPLE CAN'T BE REAL.” You said pulling out your phone to record to put on your close friends.

You looked over at the car seeing Chigiri and Ness glance at you before Ness turned his attention back to the road “LOOKS LIKE SOMEONE'S MAD HIS SITUATIONSHIP IS LOOKING AT SOMEONE OTHER THAN HIM!” Chigiri yelled and you looked over at Kaiser noticing he had an attitude “WHO SAID I WAS HIS ANYTHING?” You yelled back, causing Chigiri to laugh.

“I HOPE YOUR FUCKING AC BREAKS NESS!” Bachira sat up in his seat to yell but only received a middle finger from Ness and Chigiri singing Sza’s line. “Whoever loses has to bring all the bags in.” You say “I DON'T CARE WHO WINS BUT IF I DIE TELL MY STYLIST TO BURN ALL MY OUTFITS!” Chigiri yelled from Ness's car and this caused Bachira to pop his head up like a meerkat “Reo, hit the NOS! Think Fast & Furious: Tokyo Drift.” He said provoking Reo and sadly it was working now he was going 100.

“This is NOT a video game, this is real LIFE, Reo! Real lives!!” Isagi screamed like a little girl beside Kaiser who seemed unfazed by this whole thing.

Now Ness was back in front of Reo which set Reo off just a little bit and he started to tail him swerving just a little bit. Isagi’s face showed pure terror at this “I’m not dying because Ness wants to flirt and Reo wants to win a fucking race.” He said putting his seatbelt on and sliding down in the seat as you pointed your phone camera at him.

Then the car jerked now you were in terror too causing Kaiser to laugh “This is the most fun I’ve had all week. Keep going.” He spat out as Reo swerved around Ness pushing on the gas “Let me out. I’ll walk to Kaiser’s house.” You say clicking off the camera app, not being able to record or take pictures anymore.

“No ma’am we’re almost there.” Reo said looking at you through the mirror and you wiggled down in the seat a little just like Isagi. “You’re the worst driver ever.” Isagi mumbled out “Say one more thing and I’ll start driving backwards.” “NOOOOOO!” Everyone yelled in sync.

INT. KAISER’S HOUSE - DOWNSTAIRS MOVIE THEATER - AFTERNOON

“Your house never ceases to amaze me.” Bachira dropped bags of snacks and you did the same. “What are we watching?” You asked while taking a seat in the recliner chairs with your snacks, “Pick whatever I don’t really care.” Kaiser said, shrugging his shoulders sitting to your left.

Ness and Chigiri entered, dropping the last few bags of snacks, grabbing the snacks they wanted and taking a seat. “We’re watching How High 2.” Bachira said while the movie started to play as he hopped on his recliner chair with his snacks.

You let out a sigh opening your sour gummy worms and Kaiser looked over at you. “You okay?” He asked softly leaving you a tad bit confused on his sudden change. You glance over at him, chewing slowly, “Yeah, just tired. Too much testosterone in one room for 24 hours straight.” He smirked, “You love it here.” “Sure, if by love you mean tolerate.” He chuckled and turned his attention back to the screen, but his arm brushed yours slightly, lingering just a bit longer than it needed to. You didn’t move. Neither did he.

Halfway through the movie you heard nothing but snoring. You sat up in your recliner chair looking around seeing literally everyone sleep, even Kaiser who snorted just a little, but then you heard another recliner move, it was Ness and he looked over at you flashing a smile. “You wanna go?” He whispered and you looked at him confused “Go where?” You whispered back at him but his smile only had gotten bigger “Wherever the wind takes us.” You smiled and stood up from the chair and so did he as the two of you made your way out of the movie room.

“I didn’t expect all of them to go to sleep.” You say walking down Kaiser's long hallway just to get outside. “They always fall asleep during movies but we’ll have to be back soon because they’ll wake up in like an hour and a half.” He explained opening the door for you and you stepped outside.

“So you planned this?” You sat with a smirk but he just looked away nervously while approaching his car. “I really just wanted to hang out with you.” He said sitting down in the driver's seat and you took your seat in the passenger seat throwing your head back. “Well I’m here.” You say smiling, turning your head towards him as his face turns red as he pulls out of the driveway.

“Wanna play some music?” He asked softly and you perked up “Of course I do.” You say pulling up your car playlist clicking shuffle and the first song that played was Dollhouse by The Weeknd and Lily Rose Depp. “From what I’ve heard you like The Weeknd a lot.” He glances over at you while tapping his finger on the steering wheel as the streetlights start to shine down on you. “Yeah u became very fond of his music over the last year.” You say looking out the window at the empty roads.

“For the first time in weeks it’s quiet.” You mumbled out but Ness had caught what you had said “You haven’t caught a break yet?” A small chuckle came from him after saying that and you just shook your head no “I didn’t even want to come today but I’m grateful because I feel like I’m at home when I’m with you guys,” You expressed still looking out the window “Even with Kaiser surprisingly.” You say now looking at him.

“It’s funny…the loudest people always have the most to hide.” It had caught you off guard “What are you hiding?” You asked genuinely curious. “Not much but when I was little I was so into magic but my parents were scientists and they taught me and my siblings that everything could be explained through logic, and that magic didn’t exist and my siblings started clowning me for liking magic and stuff but I ignored them and just used my imagination like every other kid but my siblings and parents crushed that too but I kept dreaming,” he said pausing to look over at you to see if you were still listening and you were, eyes staring at him listening to every word.

“Then one day I went to a soccer game and that day I fell in love with soccer because soccer had this magic to it, so after that I trained and I trained to be good at soccer because I believe soccer players are some sort of magician, then one day I got invited to bastard high for soccer tryouts and I was fighting my ass off till I got the ball stolen and it felt like I couldn’t fight anymore,” he paused again but not for the reason that he thought you weren’t listening because he knew you were but because that’s when he met the Kaiser only he knows.

“Then I met Kaiser and he called me a loser and was like ‘you thought of giving up didn’t you’.” He said imitating kaisers voice “Then he helped me up and said let’s do this loser and then after that we got accepted and we played soccer together and he was like my first friend but then the attention started getting to his head and something in him changed for the worst and the next thing I know I had gotten replaced by Isagi when we had gotten to college even though his goal was to destroy him.” He said finishing off his story.

“That’s like… pretty fucking sad.” You said at a loss for words “Yeah but I just started to accept it.” “You shouldn't, he shouldn't just be able to throw you under the bus like that, that’s not how you’re supposed to treat a friend.” You say turning your whole body to look at him while he was driving and he just bit his lip.

“Enough about me, what about you?” “What about me?” You let out a dry laugh before speaking again. “Ever since I got here life has just been easy being around everybody just feels easy. I don't have to change my personality, I can just be myself sometimes.” You say as he parked in an empty parking lot.

“When you’re with me you can be yourself all the time.” And for the first time in a long time you felt free and that’s exactly what Ness wanted for you. He then turned the engine off but kept the music on being surrounded by complete darkness except for the dashboard that was flashing. You propped your arm on the armrest looking at him, “Do you care about what people think?” “That question just came out of nowhere but yes I do. I think everyone does and anyone that says they aren’t bothered or slightly irritated is lying.” He let out and you silently agreed but still continued to look at him.

“I like how honest you are.” You say as he looks over at you bringing his face close to yours staring at you like how you’re staring at him. Ness leaned in a little more, a smirk tugging at the edge of his lips. “And I like how mouthy you are.” That caught you off guard “Mouthy?” You raised an eyebrow, turning to look at him. “Is that your version of flirting?” “Maybe.” he shrugged his shoulders, “It’s working, isn’t it?” You tried not to smile but failed. Now that he was this close, you could actually see him, the way his lashes curled under his eyes, the smile lines that told you he smiled a lot more than he let on. His features look softer in the dim light, more human.

And then his hand brushed your face, fingers warm against your cheek. “You’re really beautiful.” He murmured and before you could respond, his lips found yours, slow and careful, like he was waiting for you to change your mind. But you didn't, you kissed him back, running your fingers through his hair. His hands slid down to your waist, gently pulling you closer, a silent invitation. You shifted, climbing over the armrest into his lap without a word, your knees pressed against either side of him as he kissed you again, deeper this time.

For a moment, everything blurred, the silence, the heat from your body, the way his body moved beneath you, desperate for friction. You didn’t realize you’d made a sound until he pulled away just to breathe, only to start trailing kisses down your neck and that’s when it hit you.

You placed your hands on his chest, stopping him. “Wait…Ness…” He looked up, his brows pulling together. “What’s wrong?” You hesitated, “I’m a virgin.” He blinked, like he didn’t hear you at first then he let out a short breath and leaned back slightly, arms still around your waist.

“Wait, seriously?” he asked, half shocked, half unsure whether to laugh “I’m serious.” You dropped your head, your body felt like it was heating up. But his tone softened immediately “Hey that’s fine like, totally fine. You don’t have to be weird about it.” You looked up at him again, and this time he was all sincerity, no teasing in sight. He cupped your cheek again, more tender this time, “You don’t have to explain anything I promise.” “But I think we should go back, they're probably waking up now.” He said and you nodded your head and slid back to the passenger seat. You just know this might change everything.

INT. KAISER’S HOUSE - MAIN LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

You opened the door of Kaiser's house just to see everyone sitting down on the couch or on the floor next to the coffee table. “FINALLY YOU’RE BACK.” Bachira said, throwing his arms up in the air “Your boyfriend insisted that we bought you food even if you weren’t here.” Chigiri said looking over at Kaiser, “That bitch isn’t my girlfriend.” Your eye twitched and it was visible “What did you just call you.” You said walking up to him as he shielded his face as you jumped on him and he flinched prepared to feel your hits but it never came.

He uncovered his face and looked at you who was just sitting on him “Damn Isagi did a number on your ass didn’t he, but thanks sesame seed chicken is my favorite.” You said, still sitting on top of him before he pushed you off and you landed on Isagi who was just laying on the floor.

“Oh my gosh, I’m sorry.” You said hopping off Isagi as he just nodded his head “Here.” Reo said handing you your food and you took it happily. “Where did the two of you even go?” Bachira asked, causing Ness to freeze up but you just brushed it off “We just rode around listening to music since all of you wanted to freaking fall asleep on us.” You said, rolling your eyes, taking a bite of your food. “I only fell asleep because the movie was boring.” Chigiri said, looking over at Kaiser but he just ignored Chigiri's stare.

“You know, Ness you should drive her around more often, she is less annoying when she’s tired.” You snapped your head at Kaiser “You’re seriously so—” “Charming I know thanks.” You gagged before speaking again “Far from it.” You said picking up another piece of chicken.

“But you’d look better in my passenger seat don’t you think?” He said as you turned your face up “You disgust me.” “Ah so you’ve discussed me? I’m a trust fund baby, you can trust me.” He said, causing your eyes to widen “YOU KNOW YOUR HAMILTON?!” You shouted and for the first time his smile seemed genuine.

“What are those idiots talking about?” Chigiri asked as Reo just shrugged his shoulders and Bachira on the other hand was just downing all his food like it was his last meal. “Alright enough you idiots let’s settle down.” Reo said, setting his food down and sat on the fancy couch and so did Chigiri and Ness. You finished the rest of your chicken and walked to the kitchen and threw it away making your way back to the living room where everyone sat now on the large couch in front of the large television.

“Why do yall always put me near Kaiser or Reo?” You complained, taking the empty seat near Reo. “What's wrong with sitting with me?” He said his sass showing just a tad bit “What’s not wrong with it.” You said throwing your legs over him getting comfortable and he just rolled his eyes.

And just like that, everything felt a little too easy again… and you knew the easy life never last.

Here’s something extra I did because why not so here’s what readers Private & public insta story look like

Taglist🩵: @hainge @inojinieeee @scoosh4you @rroxii

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javijunebug · 3 months ago

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miss naomi, resident archangel of earth- and the gda’s kickass lawyer

needed to give her ref a revamp, so yeah here’s to me yapping about naomi’s lore as well hehe

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Name: Naomi is her name, or Miss Naomi is acceptable.

Age: She’s an eternal figure who’s always existed. A divine being forged by God’s creation.

Time works differently in the heavens, whereas time on earth moves in a consecutive time stream, time in the afterlife doubles back, and loops around, hardly makes sense. Things in heaven don’t happen at the same time as things on earth, like today is Tuesday but also July. And sometimes it’s never! (there’s a reference here. brownie points iykyk)

For simplicity, she chooses the form of a youthful woman when she’s sent to earth in 1984. Naomi chooses to subtly change her form over time to show age, as a different sense of love and appreciation for humanity is realized.

On government forms that are under lock and keep, she’s listed as 24 on her first forms identification, making her 64 in present day, 2025.

Personality: Naomi is very strait-laced, and believes her moral compass is strong, despite some choices she’s made. (At least that’s what she tells herself.)

Discovering the color green was a GAME CHANGER. You mean you can wear that color in ANY outfit? And there’s VARIATIONS??? say no more. Naomi loves fashion, and takes much pride in her appearance. She is rather sassy and confident, often extending/ruffling her wings for emphasis in a conversation.

She is very easily perceptive of feelings, and knows how to tap into them/push people’s buttons when she needs to. A lawyer tactic she uses, but she’s trying to break from the habit. Mostly from having to callout bullshit all the damn time.

…Mostly from Cecil.

But she never really minds, despite the bravado she may put on when she’s still annoyed with him. She likes him too much to stay angry for long.

Sexuality: Bisexual, but labels don’t inherently matter to her in this context! Ladies, ladies, there’s enough to go around 🫶

Hair color: vermillion red, with grey streaks framing around her face.

Extra: funny idea that came to me, but i think it’d be funny if she picked up her last name on a whim, like it’s only for legal purposes since she probably can’t exactly just go by her first name in her line of work.

so like… When asked “last name?” when she needed to gather government documentation for law school, her mind drew a blank and then a movie poster she’d remembered seeing for the movie Lassiter that was released in the same year she’d been assigned to earth, 1984.

“My last name? It’s… last…Lassiter. Mmhm. Yup.” and the poor dmv lady just slowly squints at her 😭

The feathers of her wings are divine magic, and can essentially perform little miracles and wishes so long as she plucks them out herself.

She’s 5’8 normally, 5’10 with heels

I’ve been in between on voice claims for her, had her nailed down a with wendie malick for a while but ngl amy sedaris would be a good choice for her too honestly

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She’s earth’s resident archangel sent from the heavens, enacting her divine powers into helping humanity through little miracles at the whim of her feathers itself. Most specifically in the court of law.

She landed in NOLA in 1984, and resided there for about 4 years working to become officially accredited as a lawyer. During her time there, she’d slowly developed a Cajun accent and quickly grown to love the cuisine.

Her knack for persuasion and ability to coerce witnesses/informants to say what she needs in order to help the prosecutor isn’t simply a divine power of hers, but it contributes. She’s a damn good lawyer, and it shows in her gradual work with civil court, particularly involving superhero clientele. She helps families who are affected by fights between villains and heroes, especially the collateral damages but physically and emotionally. Tries her best anyways, even if it keeps her up late cooking to keep her mind off work.

Eventually of mouth of a so called ’godsend of a lawyer,’ reaches Director Radcliffe, who is quick to request her employment as the GDA’s on-site attorney. Specializing in legal disputes or filing lawsuits against hero’s, in essentially shutting them down from getting far in court.

But it’s all for the greater good, right?

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She accepts the position, despite fighting the inner moral turmoil.

In 1989, and she’s officially employed at the GDA.

Very soon enough she finds herself bumping into Radcliffe’s number one agent, Cecil Stedman.

It’s a rough banter between them, less of a meet-cute and more of a meet-drop all your organized stack of paperwork as she turns the corner as they bump into each other.

“I’m sorry, kinda in a hurry here-“ Cecil huffed, as though out of breath. He blinks after a quick second, then again. Trying to register what he was seeing for a considerable pause.

“Do people here just not know where they’re looking, or what?” she scoffed, quickly brushing herself off and ignoring him as she rushed to pick up her now disorganized files.

It’s sort of embarrassing how long Cecil just silently looks at her, mostly observing her wings that seemingly sprouted below her shoulders. His radio chimes, another voice on the other end asking for Cecil’s current status.

Right. He was in a hurry for a reason.

Naomi raises an eyebrow at the agent, his lack of initiative to even help her pick up her scattered papers was only serving to bother her further. She raises a limp hand, waving her fingers a few times, her wing fluttering coincidentally, as though she were shooing him away.

“You can go now?”

Cecil doesn’t even remember muting his radio, but she swears by this day that she saw him click it off.

He then silently kneels down across from her, quickly beginning to pick up the few remaining papers. He looks up, expecting to hand them to her, but she’s already stood back up by now. He doesn’t dare look up at her, especially it from where he’s at now.

Cecil is quick to stand up, his eyes fixed on the papers he held before finally handing them over.

“I.. I kinda have to go here, but.. I owe you one.”

Naomi’s eyes now seem to finally access his figure, before staring at him straight in the eye.

“Mmhm,” is all she says, before turning to leave for her new office.

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bonus younger naomicil, i really need to draw their younger selves more tbh 😭🫶

#THEY MAKE ME SICK YOU GUYS #but yeah that’s the lore I have for now #;)#invincible oc #invincible #oc x canon #invincible cecil #cecil stedman x oc #cecil stedman

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justshepardthings · 5 months ago

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eager to hear ur just rook thots, im considering a ME replay through just because i rediscovered u

I'm sorry to report that I did not have fun with Veilguard! I was holding off giving thoughts because I wanted people to have a chance to play the game and form their own opinions. I also knew the chuds would crawl out from their cockroach-infested nests to complain about WOKE and I didn't want to be lumped in with that. You hate the game because it's gay. I hate the game because it's not gay enough. We are not the same.

It's been out for a while now though so I will share.

Also regardless of how I felt about this game, the way EA and Bioware are treating their now-former employees is so shitty.

Alright enough disclaimers now I yap.

This game reminded me of Andromeda, but somehow worse. I could just end this here but I'll elaborate. I could group my main complaints into a list, which I will do so.

1. The tone

Yeah, I know. Everyone's complained about this. But so will I! Both the character dialogue and the overall story writing felt very unserious and lighthearted YA fantasy novel. Yes this is in contrast with the previous games which I bring up because while this game SHOULD stand on its own merits, it's also part of a franchise and with that players bring certain expectations. I think it's fair to go into Veilguard expecting it to at minimum take itself seriously if not fully be at the same level of dark as Origins got to. Veilguard is definitely not, and while I do enjoy more lighthearted games there's a time and place.

I'm also not going to harp on this too much but I would lump the constant need to sanitize DA's lore into this category as well. We know from previous games that this world isn't perfect, but there's definitely an effort in here to make Tevinter into just a backdrop and not, you know, a civilization built on slavery and oppression. And then the casual references in the game to like "oh yeah by the way, all of those places in the previous games have been desecrated and millions of lives lost" but with no emotional weight behind it.

I remember when Inquisition came out even though I enjoyed it a lot I thought Corypheous was an uninteresting villain. Now he feels so incredibly defined compared to the villains in this game. Corypheous had a very real threat behind him. The attack on Haven is just one quick example of how weighty he feels. It feels like there IS an actual threat in that game that you are fighting against. In this game despite the unprecedented destruction and death we never really SEE it firsthand, and the characters run around joking and laughing so much it feels even less real.

Also I will say it: I'm a pervert. I'm an adult. These games are for adults. Allegedly. Can I please get a romance scene that is not fade to black. I beg.

I can't touch on the Varrick plot twist. It actually makes me start snarling involuntarily. I can feel my face doing it right now.

2. The gameplay is fun but the world design is weird

I did enjoy the more fluid gameplay style and being able to flip around. However, it also took me out of the game constantly because the world design doesn't make sense in several places. I can tell they reused assets from the Jedi Survivor games and when you do that for a setting where it's basically just a wild forest or a big series of ruins - works great! When it's a city though, I start thinking about how annoying it would be to live here. I'm just trying to get to town to buy some eggs and I have to do parkour. This just goes back to the silly tone thing.

3. Idk if I'm supposed to treat this as a sequel or not

To be fair, I don't think the game knows either. Going into this game, I knew that Bioware had said they were giving everyone the same world state and that choices wouldn't really be carrying over. I won't say how I felt about that, but with that context I really did try and go into this game like I hadn't played the other games. But it's also undermined constantly (especially in the beginning, the inciting action of the game) because it's soooo tied into Solas and the Inquisitor. I have to imagine if you took Bioware at their word and jumped into this one without playing the other ones you would be so confused. And before someone comes at me that Inquisition and DA2 were like this as well - YES BUT. Both of those games did a better job IMO of getting players up to speed on the lore. I know a lot of people that started either with DA2 or Inquisition and then later played the earlier games. I'm really having a hard time imagining starting with Veilguard and not just being completely confused about wtf is happening.

4. It reminds me of other, better games

As I said, I tried to go into this pretending it was its own thing and not a sequel to previous games. Yet I kept constantly being reminded of other, better games while playing. I already mentioned the Jedi Survivor comparisons, but I also kept thinking about Inquisition (NOT in a lore sense, I'm not going back on what I said about pretending this was its own thing. I mean in a gameplay and character interaction sense). And yes, BG3. It probably doesn't help that right before playing Veilguard I had replayed BG3 and then replayed Inquisition. The true game there I may have played was myself. But doing those back to back and then going into Veilguard just highlighted how less interesting it was by comparison.

So those are my thots. I'm curious to hear what other people say. Pls be respectful.

#dragon age the veilguard #important galaxy stuff

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lucatumbling · 7 months ago

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Digital Circus Episode 4 talk!

Been a while since I did some yapping about Digital Circus publicly, and I feel like doing it again. So... did someone say: "adventure?"

Quick disclaimer!

Personal thoughts and feelings will bleed into this, so there is a possible chance some of my wording may tip you off or my opinions may not align with yours. If that doesn't really suit you then you can take your leave from this post. I just wanna go talk my mind free about a show I love and I'm not looking to change anyone's opinions. Also there will be SPOILERS!!! You have been warned. Alright, time to clock in!

First up... Let's speak to the manager! GANGLE!

Full stop: I LOVED HER in this episode. Gangle having a character and personality unique to her is already a big win, but the way the episode handled it... my god. The masking, the interactions she had, the depression, the lore, the... JUST ALL OF IT! And good lord, parts of it feel relatable. (I'll get into that a bit later though with someone else)

She really is the biggest highlight of the episode, which makes sense because it is her episode. Though surprisingly enough, she is not my main focus for this blog. I wish I had more to say but there are many other people out there who can speak for Gangle and I'd recommend those blogs, you can find them all over Tumblr and they are some great reads!

My personal focus however, is on... JAX!

Ah, my favorite character in the show. AND MY GOD IS HE RELATABLE IN THIS EPISODE. Time taking forever, higher ups putting on facades wanting you to work harder (which gets annoying pretty quickly), being more genuine when alone. If I am in anyone's shoes the most in this episode, it's Jax. That being said, he is still his loveable Jax self from time to time. Yeeting Ragatha into the deep fryer, bantering with Zooble, unamused with Gangle. The usual lovely package! Honestly, one of my favorite things in this episode is that after Jax goes through that employee re-evaluation, he looks at the clock, gets pissed off AND COMPLETELY FORGETS ABOUT THE RE-EVALUATION HE JUST WENT THROUGH. HE JUST DROPS BACK INTO HIS MOOD FROM BEFORE (just more tired) AS IF NOTHING HAPPENED. What I also love about this episode is more of his genuine side. Talking to Pomni and after clocking out. Gotta love the human side of a human! I'm very interested to see how Jax will be like in Episodes 5 and 6. I'm personally hoping he will be just as great as he was here!

Alright, next employee... ZOOBLE!

Great employee, good score. No but really, I love Zooble in this episode. Them interacting with Gangle brings out a whole new side to them which I loved seeing. One of my favorite things about Zooble is how they are always honest. It makes them come off as much more real which I respect a lot. They aren't afraid to speak their mind free. We did see this in the previous episode with Caine where this works in a negative way. Whereas here with Gangle it works in a positive way and I'm all here for it. Goose also said that this Zooble design is her favorite and I can see why, the design looks great and even made for a 2 second gag which was pretty funny. If Goose has more Zooble screentime for future episodes, then I would love to see that!

Next up, we have... POMNI!

I like her in this episode! Having some heart to hearts with Gangle and the whole Gummigoo thing which... youch, that must hurt. I also like that this episode shows some more of Pomni's caring side. (I just realized that she speaks with Gummigoo again and then later has two heart to heart moments with Gangle and I find that rather funny, is Gummigoo a special sign?) Other than that, aside from her interactions with the NPCs and a small interaction with Jax, I actually don't have much to say about her. She's fine this episode but doesn't appear too much. Which, again, is understandable considering how many characters this show has. You keep going girl!

Okay... next up... AHA! CAINE!

Even though Caine didn't appear much in this episode, I still like what we got of him in this episode. Caine's glitching again, definitely some foreshadowing there. Though here's an interesting question: Does Caine have a bad memory? He forgot about Zooble's problem back in Episode 3 and now here, he forgot about the suggestion box. It would be interesting if that's the case. I'm not entirely sure if it's true though because he does seem to remember certain things such as Human and NPC difference and not wanting to mix that up. Nevertheless it's an interesting question to feed the mind, let me know what you guys think! Not much else to say for Caine so let's keep going!

Oh. Hey Kinger!

Yeah I do want to briefly mention Kinger. One line to explain why he isn't on the adventure but that is pretty funny. And it makes sense why he wasn't on the adventure, he had episode 3 which... (looks at all the Kinger content from October) yeah I think that says enough. Maybe next time Kinger!

Lastly... Ragatha!

Okay... Ragatha. For the people unaware, Ragatha is my least favorite character in this show. I hate the whole "nice" facade she puts on. Which is why I was pleasantly surprised that I actually liked her in this episode! This is mainly the result of her being dumb sauced which makes her more impulsively honest, and that's why I like her in this episode. She's more "honest" (using quotations since I don't think she's evil or anything, just honest in the moment which is something the brain can do at times) and not wearing her facade. She feels more real as a person this way and it makes me interested to see how this plays into Episode 5. You can't keep a facade going forever, it breaks or the person drops the act eventually. If we get to see more of this side of Ragatha, then I might be able to genuinely like her as a character. But Episode 5 is most likely to hold that answer and we aren't there just yet. Overall verdict on Ragatha, I like her this episode because she isn't faking it.

Hold on! One more group of customers! NPCS!

I like that the NPCs had a somewhat more active role in this episode. Seeing some returning faces (a payoff to Ragatha's line in Episode 2) and also how different each one can be. I love how the mannequins all have different personalities, I love how the Gloink Queen is a mother, I love that Orbsman looks like he's from Mario 64 and you gotta love the Gummicrew being back! The little moments with Pomni and Gummigoo were great, I really liked them!

PHEW... That was a LOOOOOOOOOOOOONG day of work... Time to clock out.

Hope you all enjoyed my ramblings about Episode 4! It was a lot of fun talking about this episode considering it's my second favorite episode (so far) in the entire show! I'm gonna drive home now. See you next time when I post something on here!

BYE!!!

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mxxndazed · 1 month ago

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Hurt for me. - K. Baji.

Midnight Love Pt. 2

Pairing: Baji x fem!reader

TW: Angst, hurt to comfort-ish, cursing, baji is mad rude, not proof read.

WC: 1.6K

A/N: hai guys! this is my second story, part 2 of Midnight Love. I'm asking for constructive criticism but please don't be too mean lol. Hope you guys enjoyyyy !!

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It had been a few weeks since the last time you heard from Baji; giving up on searching and waiting for him. So you blocked him from everything. Unable to bare the feeling of constant betrayal any longer.

Since then, you and Mitsuya have been inseparable.

He’s brought it upon himself to be your “guardian angel” as he calls it.

Making sure you’ve eaten, slept, stepped outside your apartment for more than just taking out the trash.

He really has been an absolute angel. You cherish all he’s done for and with you. You always make sure to let him know how much you appreciate him.

It’s no secret how much you and Mitsuya have been hanging out. Everyone in the gang knows wherever one of you is, the other is sure to follow.

Today’s Draken's birthday, and everyone decided to celebrate it at the arcade. Meeting up at the shrine beforehand and heading to the arcade as one. But you both were the last to get there due to your indecisiveness on the right outfit.

After what seemed like a millennium to Mitsuya, you finally decided on a black mini skirt and a burgundy tube top with your favorite pair of sneakers.

Pulling up to the shrine, your arms holding tightly around Mitsuya’s waist as you arrive.

Hopping off Mitsuya’s bike; engaging in playful banter followed by giggles from the both of you. Walking up to the loud and chaotic group of boys and a very annoyed Emma and Hina.

Clinging onto Mitsuya’s arm as your eyes land on Baji’s fierce brown ones. Mitsuya senses your unease and quickly shoots you a reassuring smile.

This wasn’t the first time you and Baji were in the same room or hangout after that night. Unfortunately, being Mitsuya’s best friend meant that you’d have to face Baji one way or another.

Be that as it may, It doesn’t mean you were ready to face him. You still love Baji. And it eats you alive to know that even after everything he’s done, your love for him doesn’t falter.

Not even for a second.

You quickly shift your gaze to the birthday boy.

“Took you long enough, we’ve been waiting for like 30 minutes,” Draken exclaims.

You giggle slightly, “my apologize birthday boy,” you say with a mocking bow.

“Here’s your present,” handing him a little gift bag, “Happy birthday friend!”

“Why thank you madam,” mimicking your bow before giving you a hug.

Quickly greeting everyone, everyone but him… running off to go see Hina and Emma.

“Hey pookies! I missed you guys sooo much!” you exclaimed, jumping on them, squeezing them tightly.

“Oh really? “Well, it looks like you got yourself a new best friend, ��Hina says, wiping fake tears.

A dramatic gasp quickly leaving your lips, “nuh uh! You guys can’t get rid of me that easily.”

“Alright, we missed you too girly,” Emma says, “how’ve you been?”

“Oh, aside from getting used by the guy I loved, I’m absolutely fabulous,” you say, grabbing on your skirt doing a little twirl. “But really, I’m fine, don't worry about me.”

“C’mon girl stop playing these games.” Emma deadpanned. “You do know we know you better than you think right? Please don’t hesitate to come to us for anything.”

“Yeah we’re always here for you y/n! You are not alone!” Hina said cheerfully, hitting a superhero pose.

“Alright, pack it up superwoman,” you said sarcastically, “but thank you. It means alot to me. But let's get a move on before Draken chews me out for yapping too damn much.”

You quickly make your way to Mitsuya, following him to his bike.

Feeling a sudden unease, like someone’s watching you, turning around to check your surroundings. You can see Baji watching you from a distance, leaning against his bike. His gaze unbroken watching you make it to Mitsuya’s bike.

Shaking off the unease as you hop on the bike.

“You okay?” Mitsuya asks.

“Yep. never better.” you state nervously.

“Is it Baji?” tilting his head in question.

“He just keeps staring. I don’t know what his problem is. Looking at me like I’m the one who hurt. “You sigh

“Yeah I noticed that too… Maybe you talk to him?” He offered.

“Yeah I’d rather not. I just want to go play games.”

“Your wish is my command, my liege.” Mitsuya says with that stupid angelic smile of his.

Walking through the doors of the arcade, the smell of the musty carpet and delicious pizza invade your nose. Immediately making your way to the coin machine so you can hurry up and play games.

“Someone’s impatient,” you heard Mikey say from behind you.

“Yep! I will be getting the grand prize tonight.” you said in a cocky tone.

“No way, that big ass Hello Kitty Plush is mine.” Mikey says competitively.

“In your dreams, Mikey”

“You’re on y/n”

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After what seemed like hours of playing nonstop to get as many tickets as possible. All to win that comically large Hello Kitty Plush. Only for both you and Mikey to fail miserably to the one and only Takashi Mitsuya. Mikey swore his life shattered right then and there.

“How could this happen? I should've won!” Mikey gasped in disbelief.

Watching as the arcade worker handed Mitsuya the plushie.

“You make me sick, Mitsuya Takashi, sick i say!” you say, while fake sobbing on the ground beside a devastated Mikey.

“Well y/n, I was going to give this to you. But since you’re being so rude. I’ll just keep it for myself.” Mitsuya says, pretending to clench his pearls.

“What! I was just kidding. Mitsu my beloved, please forgive me” you whined, begging Mitsuya to give you the huge ass plushie that you realistically have no business having to begin with.

“Well since you asked so nicely, it’s all yours” he said handing it over.

You grab it immediately. The plush was almost your size if not bigger. You quickly disappear behind the plush as you hold it in front of everyone to show it off.

“Thank you so much Mitsuuuuu.You the best best friend to ever best friend in the realm of best friends,” you cheer as you hug him.

“So he’s your best friend? Seriously y/n?” Baji intejects, silencing everyone’s laughter.

“What is your damn problem Baji?” you snap back, tired of pretending you're okay and that everything is just okay.

“What’s my problem? You left me for him! Ghosting me, abandoning me. And I’m the one with the damn problem? You’re the problem. You switch up so fast. You’re no better than g/n (gf name).” he yelled, voice booming.

Tears streaming down your face. Not from sadness. But from anger. From betrayal.

Throwing the plush to the side as you get in Baji’s face.

“I loved you. You ungrateful ass,” you said, in an almost whisper yell. Not having enough energy to raise your voice anymore.

Shoving him out of the way, running out of the arcade.

Mitsuya followed behind you, taking you home immediately.

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You were sitting on the couch in silence . The tears stopped a while ago. All the emotions you had felt not even 30 minutes ago have escaped you. you were simply numb.

A loud knock on your door snapped you out of your daze.

Storming to the door, aggressively opening it.

“I said I want to be alone Mitsuya–”

only to be greeted by the last person you wanted to see at that very moment.

Keisuke Baji.

“Leave me the hell alone,” you said dully, attempting to slam the door.

Baji quickly grabbed the door, prying it open.

“What did you mean you ‘loved’ me?” he asked slightly, shoving you out of the way to make his way inside.

“It means exactly what I said. Now leave.”

“I’m not leaving until you explain yourself y/n”

“I don’t need to explain myself. Especially not to you.” you spat, getting in his face.

“What are you doing with Mitsuya? Is he your little boyfriend now?”

“Mitsu is my best friend. He was there when I needed him. When you left me. You abandoned me Kei… Betrayed me for some girl who didn’t even love you. Not like I did.” you continued,

“I did everything for you. And you left me.”

Tears swelled in your eyes as you explained.

“I got tired of being your little booty call whenever you had no one else to love you. I got tired of being the one you ran to, when you had nowhere else to go.”

“You hurt me Baji. You had my heart in your hands and you ruined me. And after everything you’ve done… I still love you.”

Your legs gave out from beneath you. Sobbing silently into your hands. Releasing all the emotions you refused to acknowledge.

You felt a sudden weight wrap around you.

Baji had engulfed you in his arms, you could feel him slightly shaking.

“I’m so sorry” he whispered, “ I’m sorry I hurt you. I didn’t realize how much you meant to me. How much I loved you until you were gone. Until I saw you with him.”

His grip tightened around your exhausted body, “watching someone who wasn’t me make you laugh, make you smile, make you happy…”

Baji pulled back, his hands softly grabbing your face. Wiping your tears and stray hairs from your face.

“Give me one more chance.. y/n please” he begged.

Tears falling from his hypnotising eyes.

“Kei… I don’t trust you anymore. You broke my heart.” you whisper. You felt yourself start spiralling through all the what ifs, the endless thoughts of doubt and mistrust.

“Let me prove myself to you. I promise I’ll never hurt you again. Let me show you how much I love you.” he pleaded.

“Promise you’re mine.” you beg.

“I swear I’m yours.”

#baji keisuke #baji x reader #mitsuya x reader #tokyo revengers #tokyo rev x reader #tokrev #mitsuya takashi

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definitelynotamhafan · 1 year ago

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Bound (Fear pt.4)

You were choking. Fire, water, whatever it was, shoving itself down your throat in the void. You wanted to scream, but nothing came. It wasn’t painful. If it was, you would’ve pushed the god off of you long ago.

Atum-Ra’s burning hot hands gripping your throat, and then, kiss after kiss, brought you back. And then fire lit your blood up, flaring inside your veins. Your fingers clutched onto the creator’s hair, pulling and tugging as your own lips sought life into his own. Kisses after kisses, more and more heat sparked your souls.

“Amheh.” Your name, off of his tongue. “You’ll never leave me, right? You promise?”

The heat pounding in your head, along with the lightheaded feeling which his addictive lips gave you, barely allowed you to process his words. But when you did, you barely managed to slur out a:

“Never.”

Before white hot, searing pleasure brought its tendrils around you again, as Atum-Ra’s hips molded into yours for the nth time that night.

It felt so good. So right, up until you’d felt his warm smile fade, into a psychotic grin.

“Swear it. Amheh. Amheh. Amheh! AM-“

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“-HEH!” Seth’s voice startled you awake as you jolted up, sweating and panting.

“M’ awake! ‘m awake!- ow.” Your head hit the wooden beam of Seth’s bed with a smack.

“You alright? You were screaming in your sleep.” His voice took on a teasing tone as you rubbed your head in absolute silence.

Great. Even in your sleep you couldn’t escape your filthy and possessive ex.

“M’fine…” you mumbled, voice sore and hoarse with grogginess.

You sat up, propping your back off of the cold floor with a hand, the floor on which you had insisted to sleep on the night before, assuring Seth that beds were of no comfort for you, since you used to sleep on obsidian slabs and in pools of hot molten lava. You may or may not have regretted that decision, because you definitely felt your back crack with a wince.

“Told you.” He said, as if knowing what you were thinking. “Was it good?”

“Was what good?” You shot back as you pulled yourself together hard enough to stand up.

“The sex.”

You almost choked on your own spit, wheezing out a: “JESUS CHRIST.”

“Who?”

“Nevermind.” You answered, shrugging off his confusion. “And that.” You said, referring to your private affairs. “Is none of your business.”

Seth’s smirk only tugged up further, turning even as smug as possible, for someone who’d gotten carried to bed by yours truly.

“C’mooooon. I heard you.” He teased. “Oh, Ra, please! Harder~! Harder~!”

You grabbed a nearby pillow and smacked him on the head.

“Bold words coming from you, Mr. I-fell-asleep-on-the-couch-so-Amheh-can-carry-me-like-the-princess-I-am!” You retorted, frowning.

After the entire charade involving hiding from Horus in antique pottery you had stayed up late, enjoying Seth’s yapping about other gods, laughing at how he mocked them and trash talked them, and eventually ended up watching him doze off on the couch. You had carried him back to bed, and when he stirred awake, he had tried to persuade you into joining him, which you refused. Multiple times.

He may have been one of the only people you’d be close enough to consider family, but that didn’t mean you trusted him any more than the venomous viper Ra was. For all you could know, this could’ve been a setup, to get you to admit to the crimes you’d been accused of.

“What’s your deal?” You suddenly blurted out.

“What?” Seth asked, suddenly confused.

“Why are you here?” You questioned, raising a brow. “Didn’t the council curse you to be a demigod? Last I checked, demigods don’t have temples, let alone ones this big-“

“How do you know about that?” He asked, suddenly aggressive. His eyes drifted to yours, blood red eyes meeting your light speckled ones.

“Oh please. You think I’m stupid? Even I, on my millennia long trip, managed to hear what kind of crap you shoved yourself into.” You chastised, half mocking, half annoyed.

“To answer your question, I was a god once.” He retorted, mirroring your tone.

“Was.” You corrected.

“…” he paused. “Your point?” His brow quirked, lips pursing together in annoyance.

“Why would Ra let you keep your temple? Let me tell you this. She wouldn’t.” You said, suddenly suspicious of him. “Did she set this up?”

“What do you take me for?! A fool?” Seth suddenly jumped, like an aggressive hound at the throat of a hare. “Of course not!”

You went silent, but eyed him suspiciously as you sat back down. He was too jumpy. Too quick to shut you down. Something was up.

Silence. It was deafening. It filled your mind, flitting and jumping in between traitorous thoughts and excuses for not believing him. It wasn’t the quiet, serene silence. No. It was the kind which upheld tension, almost suffocating when your brain’s buzzing with so many questions.

“Are you hungry?” Seth asked, breaking this silence.

“What?”

Seth? Offering you food? That was new. But then again, everything was new. You’d been gone millennia. He could’ve changed…

“Don’t make me ask again.”

Nevermind. He’s still the same angry sandcat he once was.

“I won’t.” You replied, defiantly.

“Fine.”

“Fine!” You insisted.

“Fine!” He mirrored.

Silence, again. This wasn’t how you wanted to start your day. In fact, you didn’t even feel like staying in his room anymore.

“I’m going out.” You said suddenly, standing up abruptly, getting ready to leave.

“No.” Seth refused.

“What do you mean, no?“ you whipped around to face him.

“I mean no. You’re not leaving. You’re supposed to be under my surveillance, remember?”

Oh great. Just great. This was what you needed. And it only fed your suspicions further. He may have only wanted to help, but knowing Seth…. There was also an ulterior motive.

“Too bad, sandcat.” You answered, heading for the door.

“What did you just call me?” He asked, stopping you in your tracks, his teasing smile gone, like the moon behind a cloud.

“Sandcat. It’s only fair that I get to call you that since you mistook me for that bastard Heh.” You stated, moving towards the exit, again.

“Cute. But still no.” He said coldly.

A wisp of sand coiled around your foot, keeping you pinned. He had. You knew that much. Demigod or no, his control over sand was much too better than any demigod you’ve encountered. That means, someone had granted him a temporary godhood. And you had a few people in mind.

“Seth.” You said firmly. “Let me go.”

He took in a deep breath, rubbing his hand through his long red hair.

“I can’t.”

You knew he couldn’t, for you could finally see the marking on his lower back. A small eye, in a thin circlet of sun rays, representing your one and only Sun god.

“You lied.” You stated.

“I did.” He replied, smirking sadly.

You paused. Your mind spiraling into too many questions and thoughts of betrayal.

“How much?” You asked. “How much do you have to keep me here, for you to gain your whatever he- she promised you?”

Seth went silent, his lips pressing into a thin line, he looked at you, and then at anything but you.

“A fortnight.” He answered.

Shit.

HEYYY GUYS. SO SORRY I HAVEN’T POSTED IN SO LONG, I’ve just been busy with school stuff and catching up on some missing assignments! Hope you enjoyed this part, and I’ll make sure to try and write the next two parts faster!

#egyptian gods #ennead manhwa #ennead mojito #ennead seth #fanfic #fanfiction #x reader #seth ennead

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