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satorella · 6 months ago

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“𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈’𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰”

“Y’know you have to go back to Germany eventually, right?” You said while lying on 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫’𝐬 chest, listening to his heartbeat.

He sighs, dragging a finger up and down your spine. “I know, Liebchen [darling/sweetheart].” He pauses before continuing, “…I hate leaving you...” You had no response. You couldn’t tell him to just up and drop his career for you. Not that you would ever make him, or let him, do that in the first place. Soccer was all he knew, before you. And you were understanding of that. “Come with me.” He breaks the silence. You lifted your head up off his chest and gave him a confused look. “Micha, you know I can’t.” “Why not? You’re not even happy here in your own country.” He made a good point.

“So, what? Just drop everything, sell my house, my car, leave my friends and family, my life behind?” You were pacing around your room now, while he was still relaxed on your bed, his private area only being covered by the thin blanket. He was casually just flipping through the novel you were currently into. “Ja.” [Yes.] You stopped and glared at him. “Babe, this is serious. Do you realize what you’re asking of me?” “Mhm.” Your eye twitched at his nonchalance. He snaps your book shut and finally looks up at you. “I’ll take care of you. What was that thing you would always say? That you’re ‘meant to be a passenger princess’ or whatever? Well, now you can be.” He shrugs. “For the record, I only said that once or twice!” You look away sheepishly. He couldn’t help but smirk at your expression. “Riiiight.” He replied sarcastically, sitting up on the edge of your bed. He pulled the blanket off, exposing himself and patted his thigh, beckoning you to come. You practically melted at the gorgeous, naked sight of him and walked over. He grabbed your waist and pulled you in between his legs, “Come on, Engel [Angel].” His voice was soft. “And what about when you leave for games? I’ll be alone again, but in a foreign country.” You slightly pouted, playing with the blue ends of his hair. He shrugged again, “You will come with me to my games too. So einfach ist das.” [It’s that simple.] It wasn’t a bad idea.

You did love watching him play. You even got too into it at times.

He remembered one time when he’d been shoved and landed on his back, knocking the wind out of him. As he laid there on the field, trying to get his breath back, he looked up into the stands and saw you screaming at the top of your lungs at the ref, almost about to climb over the railing to give the other player a piece of your mind. Thankfully, Ness was benched during that half of the game and was able to calm you down before security came. It turned him on… how feral you got for him…

He dicked you down so good that night.

He pulled you even closer so that you were straddling him now, his hands making their way under your robe and slowly up your sides. “S-So… you realize… you’re basically asking me to move in with you, right?” You clarified. His hands slowly moved up higher, thumbs lightly tracing circles on your bare skin. “That’s the general idea, ja.” He kept talking as if all this was no big deal. But now that you think about it, it would have happened eventually… so. He hummed as he gently cupped your breasts, taking your now hardening nubs between his index and middle finger. You slightly threw your head back, enjoying his touch. He grabbed ahold of your hips as you started to rock against him, his grip becoming a bit rougher as he started to guide your movements. He leaned in, pressing his lips against you; starting from your shoulder and making his way up to your neck. “M-Micha… we… we still need to discuss this…” You bit your bottom lip, trying to stay focused. “No more talking. Just fucking.” His voice was low and demanding; once bright blue eyes, now dark. “Sag einfach ja.” [Just say yes.] He whispers. You let out a content sigh. He really knew how to make you loosen up, didn’t he?

Tsk.

He undid the knot on your robe and let it slip off of you. A shiver ran through you as the cool air hit your skin, along with his touch. You moaned out a “yes” just as you sunk down onto his hard cock. You guys may actively fuck like rabbits, but you don’t think you’ll ever get used to his larger size. He gave you a second to adjust, before he wrapped your legs around his waist and stood up to place you on the edge of your vanity. “Ah! B-Babe! My makeup!” You whimpered as his hard thrusts caused all your things to topple over. He grabs your chin and captures your lips in a sloppy kiss to stop you from talking.

“I’ll buy you more in Germany.” He grunts.

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sinsxo · 9 days ago

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thunderstorms. ☆ michael kaiser ── ★ ˙ 🍒 ̟ !!

✦ synopsis: after a fight, kaiser realises too late how much you’ve been holding yourself together — and how little he’s done to hold you.

✦ contains: angst, miscommunication, guilt spiral, self-sabotage, panic response.

✦ word count: 1.3k words.

read more: masterlist — michael kaiser.

the sidewalk was slowly getting drenched, but neither of you noticed it at first — not when your voices were raised, frustration crackling in the air, thicker than the heavy, dark grey clouds overhead.

“you know, if you weren’t in the mood, you could’ve just said so,” you snapped, pace brisk, footsteps loud against the pavement. “we didn’t have to come all the way out here just for you to act like a petulant child.”

kaiser let out a sharp laugh, but there was no humour in it. “me? petulant? i was tired, but i still dragged my ass out for this date because i thought, hey, maybe it’d make you happy. and here you are, calling me a petulant child. what are you even doing? picking a fight for what?”

you hated the way your chest felt tight, hated the way his tone hit all the wrong nerves. it wasn’t even about the dinner or the ruined date anymore. it wasn’t even about tonight. it was the fatigue in your bones and the way his voice grated against you and how you were both too proud to say that you just needed a break.

“this is a waste of time,” you muttered, arms crossed, trying not to care. but you knew that you cared too much. way too much for someone who was supposed to be good at brushing things off.

kaiser’s jaw clenched.

the wind picked up, as if it recognised the hurricane you both were creating on the sidewalk. you looked up, catching a raindrop on your palm. the drizzle was turning into something heavier, slowly but surely. you opened your mouth, maybe to point it out, to ease the tension, but kaiser’s voice cut through.

“you know what? fine,” he said, his tone sharp and bitter. “if you want to be like this, go ahead. stay mad, be difficult. ruin your own night.”

you swallowed it down, anger burning in your throat. “don’t turn this on me— michael!”

but he was already turning away, steps retreating, shoulders tense. you gritted your teeth, stepping forward after him, when it suddenly hit — a flash of light, then the sky cracked, the thunder so loud it rattled in your chest.

it shook your world.

you barely processed it before your body reacted, knees buckling, hands snapping over your ears as you sank down, choking back a noise too startled, yet too raw to hide.

kaiser’s stride faltered. he turned around sharply, scowling, “what’s wrong with—” he cut himself off when his eyes landed on you — crouched, small, trembling under the rain.

your hands covered your ears, fingers tangled in your hair when you needed something to hold onto, shoulders hunched, chest stuttering with shallow breaths. and your eyes — wide and glassy.

terrified.

he knew what that look meant. he’d seen them before. in every reflection, in the mirror, in himself. the look of someone not mad, but afraid.

his breath caught in his throat, the weight of the moment slamming into him like the thunder that knocked you off your footing.

“shit,” he muttered, rushing towards you, all the fight he had earlier gone from his voice, swallowed by something colder. “schatz, it’s okay. i’m here. look at me.”

you barely managed to look at him. you blinked up, the panic swirling too fast for you to respond, let alone think. the rain was heavier now, the world too loud for you to process anything. kaiser took his coat off, throwing it over your head, hands hovering before braving contact, sliding an arm around you.

“it’s okay,” he whispered, softer now, closer, lifting you carefully into his arms. you didn’t feel light. in fact, everything felt like it was weighing you down, but it didn’t matter — he just needed to carry it with you, to hold you together. “i’ve got you. we’re going home.”

he didn’t even realise how fast he got you here.

his apartment was warm, too quiet. a contrast to the storm that was still raging outside. he didn’t let you go until you were safely tucked into the couch, with a towel wrapped around you despite being drenched himself.

kaiser sat on the edge of the coffee table, fingers twitching like he was restless — his hands clenching and unclenching because he didn’t know where to put them or what to do with them.

“you’re afraid of thunder?” he asked, breaking the silence. his voice was uneven, like the words didn’t quite know how to come out.

you swallowed, throat sore, still catching your breath. “yeah, loud noises… thunder, fireworks… i don’t do well with it.”

“i didn’t know,” he said, voice rough, barely above a whisper.

you pulled the towel tighter around yourself, eyes flickering down. “yeah,” you exhaled. “because i never told you.”

it was quiet for a moment. then softer, quieter, “why? why didn’t you tell me?”

“i didn’t want to make it your problem,” you muttered. “you already have enough on your plate, with football, with everything else. i didn’t want you worrying about me too.”

and that’s when it hit him. hard. because that’s where you were wrong.

kaiser’s jaw clenched, something sinking heavy in his chest.

“i’m your boyfriend, schatz,” he said, the words coming out too fast, too raw. “you can rely on me, you know?”

you looked at him then — really looked — and something in your expression shifted, like you didn’t know what to say to that.

and suddenly, it washed over him all at once.

had he ever been that person for you? rely on him? since when had you ever been able to?

because you were always the strong one. the one who handled people, handled him. always steady, always patient when he wasn’t. always willing to catch him when he fell, to smooth out his sharp edges, to love him when he didn’t know how to love back.

and he’d just taken it. every bit of it. the comfort, the reassurance, the quiet ways you kept him whole — and never once did he stop to ask if you needed holding too.

now here you were, so small, shivering, trying to hide how much you were hurting because you didn’t want him to carry whatever was weighing you down, too.

and that fucking destroyed him in a way nothing else ever had.

he was unreliable.

he felt his fingers move before he could think, reaching for your hand, gripping it like it was the only thing keeping him steady. his teeth bit down hard on his lip, trying to push the thick, suffocating ache in his chest back to his stomach.

because for the first time, michael kaiser realised… you weren’t just someone who loved him.

you were someone who needed to be loved too.

and he wanted to be the one to do that for you.

he should’ve been the one.

his fingers tightened around yours, pulling you in, arms wrapping around you too tight, too desperate, like he was scared you’d disappear if he let go.

he swallowed hard, breath shaky, the guilt pressing down on his ribs like it was trying to suffocate him.

why did it take him this long? why did it have to take you breaking for him to notice? how many times had you swallowed down your fear, your exhaustion, because you didn’t want to be his problem?

his jaw locked. eyes shut tight. throat burning.

he’d failed you, he knew he did.

and it fucking gutted him.

so much it made him sick to realise — he’d been loved far more than he ever deserved.

because he’d never deserved you in the first place.

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fumiscripts · 1 month ago

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✦ LET OUR BODIES TEMPERATURES RISE

You loved waking up to this.

Seeing your gorgeous partner the first thing in the morning is a wonderful experience. And you're glad that you can gatekeep this view forever.

Downside is, Kaiser’s bed hair is, well, really untamed. But you guess that's a way to balance out his charm. Because damn, his morning voice is hella nice. The type to have you giggling and kicking your feet— at least in your mind, as you have way too much pride to actually do it— each time you recall how it sounds.

But going back to his hair, it was practically a bird's nest every sunrise. You wonder how it even gets to that state. Does he wake up at midnight and decide to mess and tangle it up on purpose? Is the way his haircut is done doing this? With it being so… abstract, to put in nicer words. You begin to think you have an evil demon in your soul for thinking all this shit about your boyfriend's hairstyle, especially when he was right beside you.

Oh well.

You could feel his blond and blue locks tickling the skin on your neck, but you decided not to move and worm away from him, wanting to spare yourself from Kaiser waking up and complaining about how you move too much. He made himself comfortable on your chest, and you could catch the scent of his conditioner with your face half-buried in his hair. Carefully, not wanting to startle him, you brush back a stray strand behind his ear, met with the sight of the serene expression on his resting face.

Shit. You shouldn't have looked. He's way, way too pretty like this. Damn him and his lethal face card.

There was a certain tranquility dawning over him, with his familiar features bathed in filtered sunlight coming from the windows. Sometimes, you think this is a ‘they make me laugh’ type of relationship. Seriously, how did you pull this majestic man? With your unordinary rizz and equally weird sense of humor? With your impossible bullshit? …Then again, Kaiser always had a thing for the impossible.

While deep into your mulling, a sudden shift made you look down to Kaiser, who was on that line of being awake and drifting back to drowsiness. He reminded you of a cat, like this. A rather moody one, at that. But he'd give you a glare and decide to give you silent treatment for the rest of the day if you ever told him that.

Kaiser blinked away the sleep hazing his vision, and he scoffed before hiding away from the light, seeking refuge by planting his face on the pillows, unfortunately moving away from you. How utterly disappointing. You coped with planting your hand on his back, slowly running it up and down the expanse, watching the gentle rise and fall of his chest— controlled and calm— proving how he wasn't lulled back to sleep.

You didn't say a word, content with his presence being the first thing you feel in the morning.

You really loved waking up to this.

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fxymi · 2 months ago

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michael kaiser has 2 sides to him and you get to meet both of them.

on one hand, he buys you expensive bouquets, gourmet chocolate, and delicate lingerie from foreign boutiques. he’ll gladly take you red-bottoms up and with your back pressed deep into his egyptian cotton blanket and silk sheets. he’ll grip your waist, fingers digging into the fabric of your dress, as he buries his cock into your tight hole, watching your eyes roll back as you take all of him. sometimes he’ll be gentler with you, but this is still michael we’re talking about, so 9 times out of 10, you’ll end up with the wires in your mind completely severed by the heat so that the only words leaving your mouth are incoherent babbles and his name.

and on the other hand, he knows where he came from. despite all the money and fame he’s acquired for himself, he’s not above fucking you against the graffitied wall of an alleyway. or chasing you down the trashed streets of his old neighbourhood just so he can win, pin you down onto the cool concrete, and hold you in a nasty mating press with his breath hot against your ear and neck as he calls you a slut for letting him have his way with you in a place like this.

but either way, he’s nasty and a big meanie with the way he’ll bully your poor cunt by stretching it out with his girth and forcing you to take every inch while he relentlessly thrusts into you. or the way he makes you grind your clothed, aching clit on his thigh, lightly bouncing it every now and then while you whimper and beg him for his cock, until you eventually make a mess on either his nice dress pants or washed jeans.

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msbyslilbimbo · 2 months ago

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university!kaiser makes you call and talk to isagi on the phone while you’re being fucked by him.

he knows about the little crush isagi has on you, he hates it, he could burn down the campus in fury, beat isagi to a unrecognizable pulp, but the power of fucking isagi’s dream girl is just as delicious.

and you’re so perfect for the part, whimpering when he slooooowly guides himself out of your dribbling gash, sinking your teeth into your lip and interrupting yourself in pleasure, eyes rolling back into your skull while isagi waits for you to answer about how your day was, even calling the most sweet little “micha!” when kaiser picks up his speed and ruthlessly pounds into you, the sound of skin slapping skin stopping any discussion from either of you.

kaiser would love to be a fly on the wall as isagi, the little rat fuck, listens to you getting your shit rocked by someone isagi can’t stand, watching his hands ball into frustrated fists and his teeth sinking into his lip as he feigns ignorance in an attempt to keep talking to his beloved crush.

sometimes, kaiser is the one who ends the conversation, big hand reaching up to end the call before pinning you down under his body and smothering you in a kiss, swallowing your moans and fucking into you like it’s the last time, fucking you like a reward for being such a good little whore for him.

other times, it’s isagi, his cheeks blazed in embarrassment for what he just heard before his hand slips down his shorts and her jerks himself off, toes curling and eyes screwed shut as disgusting and shame creep up his body. he hates kaiser, he treats you as nothing more than an object when you should be treasured, but is isagi any better as he uses your battered moans to fuel his own sick pleasure?

and then there’s you.

the little pawn that both of them use for their selfish advantage, to get under skin and sup rivalry between each other. the jewel that they fight over, would kill over, if it meant making the other one squirm.

but hey.

you’ve never complained about it before.

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levigarden999 · 27 days ago

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Hii levigarden999!! I’m kinda new to your blog and just saw that your requests are open, so I thought I’d send one in hehe 😅 I’m not sure what your rules are, so I really hope this idea isn’t too bold or anything!

So I was thinking—what if the reader (who’s never kissed anyone before) asks the BLLK boys for help practicing how to kiss? 👀Soo like—they’re kinda caught off guard at first but go along with it hehe 😅 The kiss starts slow and gentle, super sweet… but then it gets a lil more teasing. And before you know it, they’re totally taking over 😳 One hand finds your waist, the other brushes up to your throat, and the kiss just keeps getting deeper and more intense. Your knees give out a bit, so they pull you onto their lap real quick—aaaand yeah… it gets heated fast 👀🫣 Just sayin’… things escalate 😏💋 Maybe it turns into a drabble—or if that’s too much, totally okay to just pick one character you like! I really don’t mind who 💗

Thanks for reading this! Your blog is super fun, and I’m excited to see more of your amazing writing 💕💋 Please take care and rest too!

practicing ⋆.˚ michael kaiser x reader

⋆.˚ notes : thank uuu anon (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) you brought a wild animal outta me cuz i think i went a bit wild with this lmao

⋆.˚ warnings : smut , +18 , dry humping , f!orgasm , virgin!reader , experienced!kaiser

for as long as you could remember, you had watched from aside as michael kaiser, your best friend, made every single girl fall for him. you two had been close for many years, so you knew his charm better than anybody.

however, you two were completely platonic. of course, kaiser was incredibly good looking and you knew it, but there was no attraction or anything between the two of you.

kaiser was currently lying on your bed while scrolling through his phone. you were standing there next to him, looking down at him deep in thought, not even realizing that you were just staring at him. it was nearly embarrassing to be best friends with someone who had so much experience with dating while you hadn’t ever done anything with anyone. no first kiss. no first time. you've barely hugged a boy.

”what?” he asked without raising his gaze, interrupting your zoning out session.

you flinched away from your thoughts. ”uh- nothing. just thinking”

you felt embarrassment already rising to your cheeks and tinting them to a shade of pink.

”thinking of what?” kaiser smirked as he placed the phone down on the bed now. he laid on his side, an eyebrow raised.

you pursued your lips together. you knew you had had this conversation many times before - the one where you whined about your lack of experience with boys while he tried to give you tips on how to get any guy you wanted. the tips hadn't worked, yet.

”the fact you get a new girlfriend every month while i practically haven’t even hugged a boy, ever” you stated with a sigh.

he snickered and stood up as well.

”really? that’s what’s bothering you? lame, always the same shit” he mocked, obviously playfully.

you rolled your eyes brattily. ”not my fault i’m starting to think that no guy would ever want to date me because i have no experience in anything”

kaiser scoffed, an amused look on his face. ”i guess you have a point there. you haven't tried my tips?”

you huffed. "yes, i have tried your tips, mr. dating advisor. the thing is that they're shitty and they don't work! i guess i just need more confidence, which is tricky, because with no experience, i have no confidence"

he snickered again, obviously amused by your little breakdown. he placed a hand over his forehead, his stupid smirk widening.

"well, sounds like you're in a paradox situation. can't help with that, i'm afraid" he shrugged, while reaching back for his phone.

however, you weren't done.

"wait!" you exclaimed. kaiser turned back to you, and he was surprised to see the now determined, a little more hopeful look on your face.

"maybe i could... practice with you"

kaiser blinked. "what? practice what, exactly?" he asked, once in his life speechless and definitely caught off guard.

you felt the blush in your cheeks deepening as you shrugged. "well, kissing. if you... help me practice, maybe i'll get more confident and then i'll get a boyfriend. we're friends, it's not like it's weird or anything" you mumbled.

kaiser blinked again, but after his initial shock, a chuckle left his pretty lips.

"okay, genius. i'll practice with you"

kaiser stepped closer to you, a pale hand suddenly grazing against your soft cheek. your heart began to pound faster and you somehow felt the words getting stuck in your throat. were you really about to kiss your best friend?

kaiser’s blue, nearly seductive eyes looked into yours, that damn smirk sending shivers down your spine.

”you sure?” he asked, voice quieter, lower. you nodded.

before you knew it, kaiser’s lips were against yours. his mouth moved in a skilled, but soft and caring manner, not leaving you much opportunity to even try to dominate him. his thumb brushed against your cheek as his other fingers tugged your hair behind your ear.

you slowly felt yourself getting lost into the kiss. his lips were so soft and his mouth was so warm – the gentle yet firm movement of his mouth sending you someplace else.

”you wanna continue?” he murmured softly against your mouth, not exactly breaking the kiss. you simply nodded.

with that, kaiser continued. your lips slowly got used to the new sensation, and it wasn't as hard as you thought it would be. you just tried to match his movements as best as you could, and it started to feel natural. it felt... very nice.

however, suddenly you felt something wet poking against your lips. his tongue. you let out a soft yelp, a little surprised by the fact he wanted to take it further - but maybe it was part of the practice, right?

though kaiser pushed his tongue into your mouth, before you could even allow to let him in. it wasn’t a question – it was a demand, a need for him to feel your tongue against his. a soft moan escaped your lips as that warm wet muscle tangled against yours and twisted in your mouth, as if it was seeking to taste all of you.

your hands found his shoulders, your own lips becoming more and more passionate, trying to match his hunger and force. you had a hard time keeping up with him, but with the sloppy, smooth movements of his tongue and lips, you felt yourself melting. your body started to tingle, your every cell becoming more alert as the warm sensation spread through your every fiber.

the pleasure and pure lust of it all was making you feel weak. it felt like you were starting to nearly lose balance from the way he was making your head spin and thighs tremble. you had to clutch to his shirt.

”kaiser, i-” you began with a shaky breath.

however, as if kaiser knew exactly what you were saying, he grabbed your hips, sat down on the bed and swiftly pulled you onto his lap with your thighs straddling him.

”don’t worry, i got you” he groaned.

you felt his growing erection in his pants, throbbing and bulging and visible from the pants he was wearing. kaiser immediately continued to devour your mouth, his large hands finding your your ass under your tiny shorts, fingers grabbing and tugging on your flesh.

you whimpered, your hips involuntarily grinding a little and settling perfectly on his hard cock. he grunted as well, the warmth of your pussy making his cock twitch through the fabric of both of your pants.

you slowly, with trembling hips, began to grind. your clit subtly rubbed against his rock hard shaft as you looked for friction. you felt kaiser letting out a breath against your mouth, his kisses becoming a bit uncontrolled for a moment.

his hands found your hips again and he began to guide you, making your movements even greedier. a louder moan fell from your lips as you felt the friction and heat growing between you. you felt a wet stain forming in your panties, your untouched folds so slick the wetness would soon probably fall down your thighs.

kaiser’s lips left yours, now instead planting kisses on your chin, jawline, neck, then collar. you continued to grind against him, hands clutching onto his shirt harder.

he couldn't believe how damn addictive you felt against him. kaiser really wanted to just simply and innocently help you, he really had no intention to bring this this far. but since the first moment your clumsy yet eager lips tried to match his movements - kaiser knew he had lost. he felt himself wanting more of those soft whimpers you let, wanting more of that skin, those lips, that body, everything. he wanted to devour you.

however, for the first time, kaiser didn't mind losing. he very happily lost to this sensation if it meant having you. you were incredible, even with no damn experience. he was absolutely leaking and twitching right now from the way you moved.

”k-kaiser… i think i’m…” you whimpered, eyebrows furrowing in desperation as a trail of sweat fell from your forehead. you felt your thighs trembling, lungs asking for more air meanwhile your grinding became more frantic and uncontrolled. a wave of an orgasm was quickly forming in your abdomen.

”shh, i know, just keep holding me-” he murmured against your neck, teeth subtly grazing and biting on your skin as he kissed you there. you did as he asked – hands gripping his strong shoulders now as you whined his name.

only a couple seconds later, the orgasm hit you. your hips twitched, whole body trembled as you pathetically whimpered and hiccuped on top of him, coming undone from his mere bulge.

when you came down, your hips still did lazy, deep rolls against him, your body enjoying the feeling of your passed orgasm finally allowing your muscles to rest and mind to recover. your mind was dizzy as you finally looked down at him, your lips still parted and panting as you calmed down. you didn’t expect your first orgasm with someone else to be so intense – it made you feel like a horny animal who desperately needed the release to feel like a human again.

you felt satisfied, relaxed, a little drunk but good. and most of all, tired.

however, just when you were beginning to lift yourself off from kaiser, he grabbed your hips again, forcing you back down. you whimpered, the hard cock still poking against your now sensitive clit.

”confident enough to leave now, are we? you think i’m done with you?”

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miltonbarbie · 15 days ago

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HIHI!! 👉👈 its my birthday today (yes im pulling the birthday card) and i was wondering if u could write some soft!kaiser x reader!! (can be nsfw)

Oh no! So sorry Anon, I don't go on Tumblr often so this is probably a very late birthday present.. (╥‸╥) But for you I'll make this a lil' extra long! (ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ.ﾟ

⸝⸝ ˖ ݁𖥔 ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ, ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ 🌸 ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ

Reader x Kaiser who has a major soft spot for them </3

( Both Sfw and Nsfw + Reader has a vagina! Lol that word makes me chuckle )

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୨ৎ Sfw

Kaiser is not the sort of person who openly seeks out new relationships, especially romantic ones. I think we all know that.

Also considering his abusive past, he's definitely very uncomfortable with physical touch or people getting too close with him.

So when he first meets the love of his goddamn life, he's suspicious of even you at first.

When you two both start dating, he's very hostile and tries everything he can do get rid of you, even when deep down in his heart he wants you so badly it hurts.

He's just awfully insecure about the idea of having someone who can love him, something he's yearned for since his child years.

But seeing how sweet and caring you are, even when he's a bit of a jackass, made him grow weak in the knees for you.

And when this man loves, he loves HARD. So expect him to want you there with him all the time.

Even when you wake up next to him and he's in the nastiest goddamn mood of his life, rat's nest on his head and everything, he's still gonna look beside him to see your cute sleepy face, and suddenly he's smiling to himself.

He has something to look forward to now, someone to fight for.

When you two had your first physical interaction, (No, it was not sex.. Yet.) it was awkward as SHIT. Hell, even holding hands with him he would stiffen up and become a statue. The only reason he's holding up for so long is because you seem so happy holding his hand!

But don't get me wrong, later on in the relationship, he's gonna have you sleeping on his chest, arms around your waist while you make breakfast, and spinning you around in hugs after every game he plays.

And he's never hiding you from the public either, I mean.. It's real obvious to every one of his fans that you're dating him. He blows kisses to you whenever he scores a goal.

He may or may not ditch his interviews or practices to see you, but don't worry, he needs a break anyway.

A guilty pleasure he has is when you're playing with his hair or braiding it. His rat tails makes it ugly as fuck but he loves the sound of you bursting into laughter because of it.

Will he deny that he wants your hands on him 24/7? Yes. But will he purposefully lay his head down on your lap whenever your studying/reading? Also yes.

Whenever you're having a fit or giving him the silent treatment, it hurts him a bit, but he will NOT be leaving you alone.

Like it or not, he's gonna be kissing and pressing your buttons the entire time with a very punchable smirk on his face.

But you can never stay mad at him for too long, how could you?

୨ৎ Nsfw

Sometimes when he's taking breaks between matches, he'll sneak into the locker rooms and text you to meet him inside so he can let out all that extra frustration.

If he's winning, he's extra cocky about it, pulling on your hair and kissing on your neck as he bounces you up and down on his cock while whispering some nasty shit in your ear.

"Haah.. You feel so fucking good.. I might just fuck you on the goddamn field next time so everyone can see how loud you are.."

"Tired already? Just a few more minutes.. I wanna make sure my seed's pouring out of this pretty pussy."

But if he's losing? He's taking out all his anger on you, shoving your front against the locker and pounding himself inside you.

"AH!~ Kaiser, shit- Slow down!~" "Sorry baby.." He says between gritted teeth as he spreads your legs further and practically fucks you like a rabbit in heat. "Scheiße- Micha's gonna make it up to you.."

He's trying so hard to be gentle, but Michael Kaiser is NOT a patient man.

When you guys are at home, this bastard will take any chance he gets to eat you out like a man starved.

Just be careful when you're bending over, cause he's gonna be diving into that cooch like an Olympic swimmer LMAAAOOO

But he's very gentle with it, muttering praises as tears fall down your cheeks from how good his tongue feels on your sopping cunt.

Don't be afraid to tug on his hair or dig your nails into his back if you're fucking, he can take anything you dish out. He'll manage! And honestly, he kinda likes it.

There's very few times where he's bottomed out before, but when he does, he's an absolute sucker for praise.

The poor thing's been degraded all his life, so hearing a simple word of affirmation come out from you as you suck on his sensitive and overstimulated dick might just make him cum and cry at the same time.

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Again, sorry for the late-ness.. Sigh. But I hope you like it anyway!!!! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ I might just kidnapp you if you don't hahaahahahah /j I swear 😔

I've been getting a lil' too comfortable on this app but it's out of love trust. Anyway I love you all so much! ˃ 𖥦 ˂

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genesiseven · 1 month ago

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𝐅𝐒𝐌,

𝑨 𝒉𝒆𝒅𝒈𝒆𝒉𝒐𝒈'𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒎𝒂 - or sometimes the porcupine dilemma, is a metaphor about the challenges of human intimacy. It describes a situation in which a group of hedgehogs seek to move close to one another to share heat during cold weather. They must remain apart, however, as they cannot avoid hurting one another with their sharp spines. Though they all share the intention of a close reciprocal relationship, this cannot occur, for unavoidable reasons.

My love, how far you have drifted away. You have left me in this cold, and yet, here you are, lying in the same bed as me.

My love, your cold scorns me. You have turned your back on me, in all ways than just one, here you are, lying in the same bed as me with your back turned and refusing to even look at me in the eye as if I was no more than a lipstick wearing pig.

My love, have I grown ugly in your eyes? Or has your love for me wilted that familiarity has finally bred contempt?

My love, O, my love. Please, turn your back on me no longer. Please, lay your love on me once more. If not, I only ask you to look at me. Speak no words, for I will see what you truly see of me in the way your eyes shine or dull. Let me live in this paracosm in which you loved me the way you did before—if not more—and grant me relief from this endless torment of my own mind driving me mad with possibilities.

My love, please reach out to me once more. Tell me of what I've done, and I will spend lifetimes healing what I've possibly done wrong. If not, please just hold my hand—even my right promise finger is enough.

My love, please leave no more. I can no longer bear going hours without seeing you, just for you to come back to sit in the same room as me, eating silently without even breathing in my direction — and lie in the same bed as me with your back turned, as if you're avoiding danger, as if you're avoiding love.

My love, raise your voice at me longer. For I only wish to know of my wrongdoings—if there is any. I only wish to know of what you drown in, so I can drown with you, or pull you out, but as far as time has accompanied us both, it's no secret to time or death himself knows that I drown with you always, on my accord.

My love, I can touch you no longer without you flinching or yelling at me like a war cry. What has happened to us, my love? What have I done to walk on eggshells around you? Have we become acquaintances with nothing but contempt for eachother?

My love, O, my love.. wander back to me. Burn me in your fire, even if a part of us dies in the same place.

My love.. o.. my dearest, most tragic love. I write these letters in hopes that one day soon, you read them and confide in me or rather, tear apart this letter much like you tear into me — and for once, I may not be the object of your wrath.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ …Beloved, my beloved, do not put an end to your part in my story so fast. It ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤhasn't been 24 chapters yet, don't make me write ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ drafts and letters much like this one so soon, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ beloved, my beloved.

Michael Kaiser, Rensuke Kunigami, Grimmjow Jaegerjacquez, Mayuri Kurotsuchi, Sousuke Aizen, Heimdall Odinnson.

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shidoglazer · 2 months ago

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you bought the last croissant in the bakery before hearing a man grumble about it behind you. as soon as you left the bakery and to the bustling city, there was an extra set of footsteps following behind you. “oi.” he called out, a voice that sounds a bit too familiar.

you turned your head back, the croissant already in your hand ready to be eaten as he takes out a large sum of money, more then what you paid for the croissant. “could i have that croissant? i-.. oh?” you slowly take a bite of it, savouring it a bit too theatrically as he stares at you with disbelief, yet admiration from your confidence of winning something so small.

“its mine.” you say with a mouth full of the pastry, and its surprising that you see him chuckle instead of being upset or walking away. “unbelievable.” he grabs your hand and shoves the money inside it anyways. “make sure to count the amount.” he says before walking away. you’re left there dumbfounded holding a croissant and money that looks almost too suspicious. you quickly wolf the croissant down your throat and start to count the money, before you see a piece of paper clipped in there.

“m. kaiser. xxx-xxx-xxxx. liked my act? ;)” smug. fucking. bastard. but don’t worry. because internally, he was thanking the heavens for letting everything go according to plan.

despite your “dissatisfaction”, you didn’t even hesitate to run back home and type in the number into your phone, maybe this is the start of a love story.

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captainshindo · 2 months ago

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Guys…wb soft sx with sae or any bllk men ?🥀 🥀 did we forget about that?? Rough and kinky sx is sooo overrated no hate

Where is the soft dom, whipped, and loser bf?the ones that literally buckles down when they see reader to the point they just throw everything out of their way just to be with her?? Satisfy her and have her listen to him whining and whimpering :(

Just cause they believe happy wife gf = happy life is their top priority

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satorella · 7 months ago

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“𝐒𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐳” [𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕]

𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫’𝐬 eyes suddenly snapped wide open; chest heaving, and the back of his neck sweating.

The room was dark, only being lit by the natural lighting of the moon through the window. He pants as he turns to face your peacefully sleeping figure next to him and slowly slips his hand under yours, careful not to wake you. He sighs, feeling your warmth. You were real. You were really here… with him. He placed light kisses on your knuckles, while trying to regulate his breathing.

“Mmph… what are you doing…” You mumbled sleepily. He kisses your knuckles one more time. His hand still holding your own in a protective grip. “Nothing, Schatz [darling]. Go back to sleep.” You rubbed your eye with your free hand, noticing he was slightly breathless. “What’s wrong, babe?” Kaiser’s expression softens at your concerned tone, your sweet voice like music to his ears. He gives your hand a gentle squeeze. You were fully awake now; his silence was loud and clear. “Was it the nightmares again?” You could see his Adam’s apple bob slightly up and down as he swallowed hard. He didn’t want you to waste your precious sleep because of him, but you were too perceptive and knew him too well. He lets out a shaky exhale. “It was…” You looked into his eyes, and for a moment, you could see a hint of vulnerability in them. “C’mere.” You tugged him closer by his hip. He didn’t protest, letting you pull him in against you. His body relaxed as he nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck, his long legs tangling with yours. He wrapped his free arm around you, his hand moving up to gently run his fingers through the back of your hair as he breathed in your scent. “You’re okay.” You kissed the top of his head.

He needed this. He needed you.

His voice was muffled against your skin, “I know… as long as I’m with you.” “I love you, mein Honigbär.” [My honey bear] You whispered in his blonde hair. He tightened his hold around you. He loved when you spoke his language. He loved the way it sounded coming out of your pretty mouth. He loved you so much it hurt. He places a kiss on your neck, his warm breath fanning against you as he spoke. “Ich liebe dich auch.” [I love you too.] You smiled, closing your eyes. “I’m not going anywhere.”

“You swear it, meine Liebe?” [My love]

“I swear.” You chuckled quietly, rubbing his back.

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dreamingjuno · 4 months ago

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THOUGHTS ON : Michael Kaiser !

MICHAEL KAISER’S NARCISSISM ( not a licensed professional, i just thought it would be fun to take a look at this perspective to better understand him! )

i was having a conversation about his character, more specifically his narcissism and had the idea to share my findings after deep diving into his character again!

NOTES ; cracks the old analyst bones in me. with the conclusion of the NEL arc (as it seems), i thought i’d explore my favorite complex god-chosen emperor! (edited a bit to fix some wording)

This part of my Kaiser analysis shows me analyzing his narcissistic traits!

SPOILERS FOR : Chapters 158-295 (basically the entire NEL now that I think about it)

(sorry if this isn’t too good or just repeating points lol)

KAISER’S NARCISSISM

I’ve heard multiple times before about Kaiser being possibly NPD coded and I considered it too, I mean — yeah it makes sense, he’s very narcissistic on the surface!

Talking through Kaiser’s character with my therapist however (yes, I did use a bit of my therapy session to discuss a fictional character’s diagnosis) and going through the important chapters where Kaiser’s mindset is shown lead me to realize he exhibits many traits of narcissism but also a deep sense of perfectionism and depression/insecurity.

Realizing that made me try to look at Kaiser in a newer light, unbiased, and this is the results of me diving deep into Kaiser’s narcissistic qualities and his character in general

So, let’s go through symptoms listed for narcissism and discuss how they do or do not relate to Kaiser to understand him better as a whole!

(Taking each point from Harvard Health)

1. A grandiose sense of self-importance

He does, I won’t deny it because it’s obvious. Kaiser acts as though he is superior to others — yet, when placed in a situation where someone obviously more talented / superior than him (Noel Noa) talks down to him, he steps back. As seen here ⟶

To me, I think Kaiser subconsciously understands where he is beneath Noa for instance while still regarding himself (at least while this panel was going on) at the top of the food chain. It’s a bit of hypocrisy on Kaiser’s end which shows itself in multiple points of Kaiser’s philosophy on living, but that may be intentional to show how flawed his way of viewing is. He sees himself at the top, while still bending at the knee to those who are more superior than he is without Kaiser even really realizing it. Superior over the inferior, but what if the superior was still only halfway there?

This hypocrisy is even acknowledged and pointed out by Chris Prince before KAISER comes to this conclusion. He literally said it all. “You act superior toward those below you… and like a deferential coward to those above you.”

His supposed superiority as the Emperor is a sham — A way to compensate with his lack of self. The throne of corpses he climbed to become ‘human’ in his mind.

I think this falls into a superiority complex of his, again, not denying that having a sense of self-importance is apart of Kaiser. He’s shown time and time again to hold himself in a higher regard than the others around him — it does come from a state of insecurity. His ego is fragile (as seen in his glass collar in his cover art), and Kaiser understands he can’t beat Noa. That’s WHY he wanted to find another club to become their ace instead because Noa was just an impossibility of surpassing despite his saying of “I achieve the impossible.”

Kaiser reached the top, but didn’t? He achieves the impossible, but overtaking Noa is impossible? Hypocrisy… One he only sees later (in his own way…) Superiority is like his safety blanket, it keeps him safe in his mind. Being the emperor keeps him safe from harm and being taken advantage of.

2. A preoccupation with fantasies of success, power, beauty, or perfect love

They word it weird but from what I understand it means: “having a daydream / fantasy about having something greater, often at the expense of others.”

In some ways, Kaiser falls into this symptom too, but in other ways, he doesn’t. I don’t think his ambition is really ambition for to have something better, not entirely. It’s the drive to be at the top of the food chain (which is becoming my favorite analogy for describing Kaiser’s mindset!) so no one can step on him anymore. Kaiser fights for the identity and structure he’s worked for in my mind, the life and position he attained through soccer. Not necessarily the riches or comfort of his life. Even then, he never seemed like to me as someone who cared about wealth or success — caring mainly for the sense of humanity that came alongside it.

Yes, he wants to be better — but comes from a place of survival and staying at the top of the food chain than wanting things like success or power or beauty or love.

3. A belief that they are "special" and can only be understood by other special people

We’ve seen no proof at all that Kaiser sees himself as special (which IS different from holding yourself in a high regard/being superior) — actually, he views himself negatively on the inside truly. Calling himself a ‘piece of shit’ and regards everyone around him as ‘humans’ while seeing himself as less than due to the conditions and how he was treated at home. Honestly, that probably never went away even with his cocky persona. He’s still mentally weak despite how much he tries to bury it…

Neither does he show only feeling understood by others either, even the people higher class than him — it’s either frustration/anger or begrudging respect. (seen in his defeat by Isagi, where he openly admitted playing with Isagi was fun — instead of soccer just being a battleground to climb to the top)

I don’t think he’s even shown as wanting to be understood. I didn’t read the entire arc (I was already fighting procrastination to write this), but being understood? I’m pretty sure that was never even an aspiration of his, not even in his mind.

Kaiser isolated himself in BM, not accepting any of the good will given to him by his teammates. Not because he didn’t think he wouldn’t be understood, it’s that he was more comfortable being the enemy. Being alone was all he knew up to that point. Especially shown in the flashback in the BM Clubhouse when Kaiser was 15-16, he would rather be hated and feared than be loved and respected — Kaiser doesn’t know any alternative!

4. A need for excessive admiration

Again, it’s one of the symptoms that applies kinda but at the same time not.

Kaiser wants love, but not the type of admiration provided by Ness and the audience and such. While, yes, being acknowledged for his accomplishments probably feeds his ego — it’s just oil to a dying flame in my eyes. It isn’t what makes Kaiser feel seen. Why have admiration when you can be seen as a scar in malice?

“I will prove my existence through my malice.”

I don’t think admiration is the greatest need in his mind. Everyone likes to have their skill acknowledged, but for Kaiser — making others remember him by inflicting pain on them is what gives him the most satisfaction. Not happiness per se. Just… validated, I believe. Like the type of euphoria you get when you smoke a cigarette (not that I smoke but I've heard) It feels good for a little bit though even if it isn’t permanent. That’s what I believe Kaiser feels inflicting his anger and malice onto others.

A point where this is shown most of all is Kaiser’s general lack of reaction to Ness’s praise which usually ends in reprimand. He never demanded admiration or praise from Ness, Kaiser even seemed annoyed by it. He just wanted a loyal dog, not a groupie, if that makes sense. Making Ness small and dependent on him made him feel superior, and more secure — which is a trait narcissists have. But talking about Kaiser and Ness is its own can of worms!

In short, admiration doesn’t validate his existence. Malice does!

5. A sense of entitlement, which may include an unreasonable expectation to be treated favorably or for others to comply with their demands and expectations

Yeah. He does, in a way. You can see it in how the starting lineup was structured in the BM vs Barcha match. It all revolved around him. It doesn’t come from a sense of feeling he deserves it though. It’s because Kaiser needs that power over others: Kaiser wants to be the star actor in this play because that’s where he holds the most control, and that’s where he feels more secure. As I said before.

6. Behavior that is exploitative and takes advantage of others to achieve their own ends

He does! There are many examples of him taking advantage of others, but to not beat over the same points; I'll just go with the most obvious and clear example of Alexis Ness! Like, there's no denying that Kaiser manipulated Ness. Kaiser uses others to only further his own control and make himself feel less vulnerable. Superior over the inferior again. The ones at the top and in control won’t be hurt. That’s his mindset. So taking advantage of others is just another outlet for that control.

Kaiser uses others to further his own standing, to keep that security blanket of control over himself and the field.

7. A lack of empathy or an unwillingness to identify with the needs of others

Kaiser has shown before to understand the needs and emotions of others as well as being emotionally intelligent about where HE goes wrong (to a point). Showing his empathy, because empathy isn’t just about feeling bad for others — it’s understanding those emotions. The best moments where he reflects: THE LEAD UP TO HIS MAGNUS SHOT and AFTER ISAGI DEFEATS HIM POST-PXG MATCH.

In the lead-up to his Magnus Shot, he basically reflects on what we've talked about so far! Kaiser reflects on his own hypocritical ideas and acknowledges he isn’t at the top of the food chain yet as Isagi and Noa have already surpassed him and how he has to go back to his own self-loathing to continue climbing ahead.

Now, going BACK to another point I previously mentioned is Kaiser’s epiphany at the end of the PXG Match! (There’s not many examples off the top of my head)

Through that entire scene, Kaiser acknowledges that it wasn’t the fault of those around him like Isagi or Ness or any of his other teammates — but himself. It was his own will that led to the outcome of the match. Kaiser acknowledges his faults, without directly saying “It’s my fault.” He KNOWS his emotions, he ACKNOWLEDGES the emotions of the people around him as well.

Kaiser, I believe, understands what he’s doing is WRONG but doesn’t act on it. Which is why I think he’s emotionally intelligent without doing anything to change what he does. At least not in any healthy way. Kaiser justifies what he does in his head, even if he understands what he’s doing realistically. Falling into his own hypocrisy again. That’s how I took it as anyway.

He reads psychology and philosophy books. I HOPE Kaiser knows what’s wrong with him

8. A tendency to be envious of others or a belief that others are envious of them

His envy isn’t really envy. It’s like his ambition. I can’t recall a point where Kaiser seemed jealous over something or envious of their position or things they had (feel free to correct me if I’m wrong of course). His rivalry with Isagi isn’t one of jealousy for example — it was originally just to step on the more inferior players that later turned into ‘Oh shit, he may surpass me. He’ll make ME inferior… weak’ fear.

9. Arrogance, haughty behaviors, and attitudes

Talked about his arrogance in the superiority section so I won’t repeat myself!

This is PART 1 of 2 because this was already getting WAY TOO LONG.

After finishing writing this, I definitely repeated the same point multiple times and missed probably good points of evidence LMAO but I’m powering through this insanity with a dream and an unhealthy fixation with Kaiser. I hope I made sense… I really just rambled on my ideas and tried to piece them together as best as I could lol

Anyways… THANKS FOR READING!

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✦ GROW A GARDEN

“This is so stupid," Kaiser yawns, looking at his empty garden. “Is this really what's been hogging you from me? Gardening is so boring. It's like watching paint dry.”

“Hush, Micha,” you scold, followed by a quiet: “aw, there's nothing good,” at being disappointed at yet another seed restock. Kaiser frowns at his phone, trying to understand the game mechanics. He was here solely because of the fact he wanted to see the idiotic Roblox game that stole your attention from him.

He was determined to prove that it was nothing that could be better than him. Made an account and all. You think the way he named it "aufdieknielossers" was hilarious. Especially because he made a typo too. He didn't even bother changing his avatar, just friending your account, per your instructions, and joining you in Grow a Garden.

It took about five minutes of you explaining what things do. From the joystick to the experience mechanics. He still thinks this is a game for little kids, with the colorful map and lego-esque graphics. “Is rip underscore luffy 666 seriously begging for a... a candy blossom?” he scoffs, like that probably-eight-year-old was a peasant beneath him.

You laugh at him, staying near his garden while he plants strawberries. “Yeah. People do that sometimes," you explain. Suddenly, a weather event starts, and Kaiser side eyes you as you exclaim in glee. “Fuck yes! I've been waiting for a lightning event since forever!”

He rolls his eyes, grumbling under his breath. “This game isn't even worth shit,” Kaiser gets bored of his empty garden and walks to yours, slightly stunned at the amount of giant, glowing, color-changing plants. “What the fuck?" it was clear that you were very much a try-hard. “... so this is where my money goes?”

Yes. Yes it was. You let out an awkward chuckle. You can't exactly deny that you did use his card— he let’s you to, anyway!— because he could just pull up his bank account records and find logs of money being spent on robux, of all things. Not even expensive meals or new clothes— but on a game currency. The things he tolerates for you...

Before you could reply, a text on the top of your screen leaves you bewildered. “... Did you just steal my rainbow, celestial, shocked, chilled, windstruck, honeyglazed, disco moon melon?” you didn't know how he even found out that you could steal from people, or when he linked up his bank to his Roblox account to buy robux to steal it.

“... No,” a small smirk makes its way to Kaiser’s face at stealing something that looked valuable-enough from your garden. Okay, maybe he can grow to like this game.

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