honeygem

[honeygem]

Two Sides of the Same Coin: Chapter 1

William Afton x Reader x Dottore Keeping it short for the blurb: The idea here is that Dottore, or as you call him Zandik, and William are just two sides of the same coin.

a/n: a mid-way fuckery 'cuz I really wanted to finish this before the end of October (2023) to contribute at least one work for kinktober or something. I'm so sorry if the plot doesn't make sense, and neither does how Dottore and Afton's minds work (and mine, unfortunately). Descriptions and details regarding business or corporate works are vague and doesn’t make sense. I promise I'll re-edit it once I finish my semester and somehow pass my law subject oh my fucking god. notes: Ok so like I had Dottore and William in their late 20s or early 30s age in mind while making this and I'm so into them that I decided to put them in one universe. I don't know if there are other people who fuck with this so I'm posting it lol. Enjoy the ride. some parts may have grammatical errors, sorry. English is not my first language, and I don't even know what my first language is lol (suffering in trilingual). Also, I first wrote this in 3rd POV then re-edited it in 2nd POV. contains: mentions of minor character death, kissing/making out, weird William Afton, slight nsfw You can also read this on AO3!!

Years have passed since you graduated and passed your board exam. Currently working at your fellow schoolmate's company, Afton Robotics, you have been living a stable life since. College went by really fast that everything felt like a fever dream and now all your hard work, tears, and stress seemed to have paid off.

Although William became one of your fellow acquaintances since college, you couldn't help but feel the growing distance after graduating. Not much had changed in William's personality or behaviour, but you felt he'd only been more straightforward and blunt with his words. It wasn't as if you weren't used to it, yet it gave off something different, and you can't put a finger on it. Nonetheless, you brushed it off, thinking even when years had passed, William still hadn't forgotten about you.

None of your workmates find William pleasant to be around with on the other hand. As their boss, they maintained an abnormal distance, even with the ever-pleasant and flirty British accent that people from every department had taken notice of when William was talking to women in the company. Everyone made sure to make themselves busy when he's around, which you found rather entertaining and humorous. In the end, they decided to have you as their representative every time they had to report back to their boss.

"Reports need to be done as soon as possible, people. If one of you ever tried to sleep on the job, we'll have to take overtime by Friday!" The head of your department announced. She was initially responsible for reporting back to William, but she claimed going to his office made her feel sick to her stomach and gave no distinct reason as to why. Regardless, William had expressed how much he couldn't care less who they'd have to send to his office as long as it gets the job done.

She turned her head towards your station and asked, "Is there anything we might report to Mr. Afton?"

"For this month, our revenue has increased by only about 35%, We'll have to see the final total after everything has been settled. The accrued expenses and damages we've accumulated from the last 6 months have already been paid in full." You reviewed your notes based on your records and the results you've received from the others.

"Great, now I expect you to do the usual! You're doing our team a huge favor."

Needless to say, you’ve gotten along quite well with almost everyone. Some still mention how they can't believe William used to be your schoolmate, your senior only by 3 years, and how you were even able to put up with him after all this time. You can't help but admit there were times you wished your boss had put a bit more effort into being considerate. He is... It's just that it doesn't really come off as something nice.

"Yeah, no prob, MJ." You responded with a smile, then continued doing your work like everyone else.

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Working 9 hours a day inside the office, sorting out stacks of papers and going through file after file, bookkeeping and accounting, and making sure any issues within the company get reported immediately to the accounting and auditing team, had been everyone's routine. Tiring as it is, everyone still found time to go out or rest.

From time to time, the team had to pull an all-nighter, although as much as William had insisted for them to return home, some were too stubborn not to finish their work on the following day.

Thankfully, everyone had finished their parts before reaching overtime, and as a celebratory, MJ had treated everyone to a wind-down at a bar.

The loud blasts of music and bright lights on the stage was definitely different from their plain colored office wall surrounded with boxes of files and divided stations for everyone. A different type of adrenaline coursing through their veins is far more pleasantly exhilarating than having to face their boss.

"I'm gonna go and get a drink." You tapped MJ's shoulder to get her attention. "Do you need anything?"

"No, I'm good. But try not to get wasted, we still need you to report back to Afton tomorrow."

"Already?"

"Yeah, everyone finished their parts, and the boss informed me there won't be anything to be recorded tomorrow since the establishment has been packed with reservations, but we still need to go to work."

"Oh, okay."

The night quickly passed and so did the fun. Everyone had already got back home and some had to assist those who got blacked out drunk. A few more hours and it's already back to work. Even with the little hours left for y/n to take a quick rest, she was convinced she wouldn't get a good sleep.

"You're going home too, 'Luc?" You had asked the bartender.

"Yeah, shift's ended, next you'll see Dain if you're still going to stay for a few hours." He replied with a smile. "How come you didn't drink? I'm surprised you only took 2. Still got work tomorrow?"

"I'll have to report back to our boss in a few hours. I need to be sober 'til then."

"Make sense. Well, good luck."

"Take care, 'Luc. I'll probably be here a little longer. Enough to see Dain for his shift." You laughed.

"Alright. Say hi to Dain for me. Don't stay up too long."

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"Did you get enough sleep, Ms. L/N?" William broke you out of your deep thoughts.

You haven’t realized your boss had been staring at you for a while now as your mind started drifting off to dreamland unconsciously. It seemed as if you were looking over your notes, heavy eyes drooped, and had you were falling asleep for a while. "It seems like you've overworked yourself again."

"No–No! I'm sorry, sir. I didn't mean to drift off!" You panicked as you tried to scan your notes, searching for where you had stopped. "Uh... where—"

After summarizing the reports, you excused yourself out of William's office hoping to grab a well-deserved cup of coffee to break out of sleepiness.

As soon as you turned your back, William called out to you, "Best if you don't stay out too late after work, darling. Can't have one of my best coworkers and my dearest friend unwell."

Suddenly, his words struck like lightning, as his head tilted a little to the side, as you stared blankly at him, not knowing how to respond to his advice. You decided to go with a nod and a quick smile as you turned and left the room. A condescending grin appeared on William's face as he watched you leave. He returned to his paperwork and got busy for the day.

It wasn't out of the ordinary to hear William talk like that to you. So why does it suddenly feel off when he does it now? You were doing a little better and able to keep up with the workplace's environment, but aren't the other employees doing a better job too? You were just a college friend, and it just feels so wrong to hear it being said that way.

Simple words came out of his mouth yet it had you overthinking almost everything.

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"Oh my god, hi! Zandik!" You called out. "Nice seeing you here."

"Hey." The blue-haired male responded. Zandik— though preferred being called Dottore, greeted back. "Glad you still remember me."

"Of course! How could I ever forget you, Zandik---"

"And you're still calling me that name."

"— Oh right, Dottore." You corrected yourself.

"Call me Dot just like you used to, I don't mind."

"I've missed you, Dottie!"

"'Dottie'? Now you’re just overstretching it."

"Cute, huh?"

"I'd say it's not very fitting for... me."

"Nonsense! Dottie fits you just---"

"How was it working with Afton?"

You paused your sentence as soon as you heard Dottore's question. How does he know you’ve been working for your fellow college buddy? They certainly haven't contacted each other a few months after graduating.

"Word gets around." Dottore answered as if he read your mind. "Also I often see your posts on social media. I was surprised to see you with my other pals from my old school. Feels like a small world."

You smiled, "Working with Afton's definitely... made me have mixed feelings."

"Is he a bad boss?" Dottore grinned, he was trying to imply he was telling a joke, yet it came off teasingly. "Gave you too much work and acted like he never knew you? Maybe you're still gullible enough to believe every shit that comes out of his mouth."

"What? No..." You replied, shaking your head. "Well, he's not bad— he's just... he doesn't fit well with his other workers. To them, he's just Mr. Afton, the owner of the company."

"Sounds like him, alright."

"Yeah, but like, it makes it seem like everyone feels a little bit off with him. I don't think they hate him, but they've always avoided talking to him. It's like they don't want him to be around even when Will's practically our boss!"

"And you think he's worried about what his employees think of him?" Dottore raised an eyebrow. "Afton couldn't even give two shits whatever I did to him. Why'd you think he'll fuck with some people who work for him."

You were quiet, trying to process why you were even worrying about William when you knew it should've been the least of your problems.

"It was nice catching up with you, by the way." Dottore broke you out of out of your thoughts. "I got some places to be so see you around."

Before Dottore could walk away, you had begged to exchange contacts.

"I never changed my number, doll."

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Staring blankly at each other, both had been sitting idly as they drank from their cup. Neither of them has spoken a word to the other yet, other than watching each other at the end of the table.

"How's y/n?" The British man broke the silence, his voice vibrated around the quiet room. "I assumed you'd seen her a few days ago."

The blue-haired man grinned from the other end as he placed his cup on the table. "Have you been nice to her, Afton?"

"I've only given her what she needed to do. Seems like she hasn't gotten rid of that people-pleaser trait of hers. Has she told you about that?"

"About how you let your other employees take advantage of her? Or have you forgotten how you had that effect on people?"

"'Effect on people'? Zandik, I believe we both have that effect on people."

"Mentally draining? I don't think I've ever considered myself leeching on someone's thoughts for my amusement."

William no longer responded to Dottore's claim. It seems as if he admits it was the case.

"What do you want anyway? Calling me out at this hour, even had the time to look for a place as shady as this. What kind of fucked up shit are you planning now, Afton?"

William stood up and walked over to Dottore as he watched him warily. An envelope was placed down in front of him as William leaned on the edge of the table.

"I'm bored." William declared. "And I believe we're like the 2 sides of the same coin."

Dottore laughed upon hearing William's accusation. It amused him to hear the Brit admit what he had been denying all these years. If anything, it gave him the satisfaction of knowing William had finally recognized how they aren't so different after all... even when they seem too different in nature.

"Shocking," Dottore started, leaning back in his seat. "What made you think that? Aren't you too good to be lumped with someone like me?"

"I am... but perhaps you're the only one who might understand, I'm afraid."

"Another one of your fucked up objectives? Didn't think the last was not enough for you, Afton."

The last incident had happened when William graduated. The incident happened during his last school year, and until now, the suspect has yet to be found. One of the students had been reported missing a day before the graduation and the case had been cold ever since. The Report says it was an unbreakable case and neither of the detectives and police had a lead to who might be the suspect.

The victim had no significant relationship or quarrels with other students, other than being acquainted with only a few of her classmates. The teachers haven't heard any reports or issues with her either, as they have decent grades and behavior throughout the school year.

"Sohreh was... how should I say it—" William paused, "--- least stimulating. I understand why you insisted on taking her, the poor doll. I had to entertain myself in some way— she was interested in you in the first place after all. I tried to play nice, but it didn’t seem to work on her."

"The bitch wouldn't stop pestering me. And the fuck do you mean you play nice? I’d be shitting my pants off if I had to deal with your ugly ass."

"And you had to wait for me to graduate to do something about her?” William responded, ignoring his friend’s insult. “My, Zandik. What would happen if either of us were caught?"

Dottore smirked, "got your ass on the line, that's enough assurance for me."

William looked down at Dottore, a hint of mischief in his eyes as he grabbed him by his chin, making him look up to him, grinning sickly. The familiar grin Dottore that seemed to outgrow during college crept back to him. The sinister smile that meant one thing or another... and neither was a good thing.

"Will you join me?"

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Several people gathered around the gala's reception as they chatted and drank. People from different establishments came, from CEOs, Directors, and entrepreneurs, most probably invited by the host.

You wandered around the place, greeting people you knew and getting to know others from other establishments. It made you wonder why you even insisted on attending the event when you weren't even the founder's assistant or secretary; that was MJ's job.

Seeing William around the corner, you waved a quick hello to him as he converse with other CEOs and company founders and had him return a quick smile. An arm snaked its way around your waist out of the blue, catching you by surprise. You turned around and were greeted by a familiar blue-haired man.

"Last time I checked, you weren't Afton's assistant." Dottore pointed out, grabbing a macaroon behind you and popping it in his mouth.

"And I remember you're not a fan of these kinds of events." You returned.

"In my case, it's customary to at least attend once every 5 years. This way, I couldn't be bothered to attend one of these for another 5 years."

"Well, either way, it's nice seeing you here, Dottie--- I mean, Zandik."

"William's not with you?"

"Actually..."

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As the hours passed and so did the number of glasses you had drunk. One after another, you didn't seem to stop. Dottore had only realized you had gotten drunk after persisting you weren’t a lightweight. In fact, you weren’t even a heavy drinker to begin with, even during college; a few drinks of alcohol were enough to make you pass out or act out drunk.

Dottore wiped the spilled drink on his shirt as you brought another glass to drink. Before you could have a sip, Dottore had swiped the glass from your hands and drank it.

"That's enough drinks for you, doll."

"Whaaaat? I can definitely take a few more!" You tried to grab a few more from the tray the server was holding. "I'm not yet drunk!"

Dottore held you back by your waist as he told the server to leave, making you make a bit of a commotion in their area. Dottore was quick enough to shut you up by placing his lips against yours, pushing the alcohol to your mouth to swallow.

Pulling his lips away, Dottore muttered in your ear, "Was that enough to shut you up?"

You were stunned speechless, mind slowly processing what had happened. You didn't know how or what to react, but you were adamant that you didn't hate it. Your arms hang around Dottore's shoulder as you stare into his eyes. You didn't care about his expression right now--- he looked bored yet convinced herself he was pleased, all you could think of was to either return the kiss or ramble your mind right now.

"Dottore-"

"I'm taking you home."

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"Where are your fucking keys?" Dottore stressed out, you hung by his side as he struggled to find it in your purse while keeping you from falling.

"Under the rag..." You slurred, your head hanging low, yet managed to point to where the keys were.

"It's dangerous to keep your keys under here." Dottore nagged. "Don't you ever think of that?"

"Nah, m' apartment's basically shit. 'S not like I own lots of things. I'd even help those fuckers to look for a buck under the couch."

Dottore laughed at your statement, even when you were terribly unable to form words correctly, amused even with your cursing, "Afton not paying you too well?"

"No-no, he pays well. I think a little too much even," You raised your head up, seeing Dottore had already opened the apartment door, "the workplace's shit though hahaha."

Dottore led you inside and laid you down on the couch without any regard and went to the kitchen before you could give him an earful. He filled a glass with water to drink and found some pills to feel better. When he got back, you had already passed out on the couch in an awkward position.

The blue-haired man tapped you gently, trying to wake you up, then aggressively yet nothing happened. You had gone out cold from the drinking, snoring lightly without a care in the world.

Dottore sighed, still tapping your face to wake you up, "You can't sleep there, silly. At least tell me where your bed is."

You didn't answer, which left him no choice but to carry you to whichever room with a bed he finds. Kicking the ajar door open, it revealed a slightly messy room with papers and dirty clothes around the room. Dottore carefully laid you down in the bed and fixed your position. He went back to the living room and grabbed the glass of water and medicine he had prepared and placed it on your nightstand.

"Had your fun?" A voice suddenly appeared.

Dottore turned around from surprise and was met by William, an amused look plastered on his face.

"I was wondering where you two had gone off. Last time I saw you, you were eating her face out."

"It was merely a peck."

"Really?" William's arms were crossed as he leaned on the side of the door frame. "Surely a mere peck wouldn't result in any of this?"

William mentioned the mess, and Dottore might have gotten the hint of what the man was trying to imply, causing him to glare at him for a second.

"It was already like this when we came in." Dottore went out of the room and left the door slightly ajar, like how it was before, William following behind him. "Yet my question is, what are you doing here? I don't suppose you'd know where all your workers live knowing she mentioned your workplace's shit."

"Did she now?" William raised an eyebrow, his interest focused on Dottore's remark. "Well, I just simply know where she lives, she is a friend after all."

"And the plan?"

"Still in action. Your efforts will soon be repaid, Zandik."

Dottore didn't say anything in response then left your apartment together with William. Upon reaching the parking lot, Dottore paused and faced William.

"You wouldn't have me involved if you didn't need an escape goat, would you?"

Dottore was least concerned with his involvement with the plan yet it boggled him to think why William decided to get him to join him. Knowing how his mind worked in a different setting set something off in him. Stimulated to what could be the possible outcome and result to the plan, Dottore wanted to see how far he could come.

"Escape goat?" William asked, his eyebrow raised. "My dear Zandik, have you no value to our bond all these years? For you to think I'd discard you just like that? No, of course not."

"I've seen the way you look at y/n, Afton. I didn't take you for someone who'd share."

"I can share lots of other things with you, Zandik. All of you."

"And if I turn you down?"

"That's never been an issue, Love."

"There's always a first for everything."

"Will you do it?"

Dottore glared at the man and entered his car without a word, then left. William shook his head in response, watching him leave as he went to his car.

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William's hands gripped the steering wheel. It wasn't long after Dottore left, but it'd take more time before he could proceed with his plan. He needed to make sure everything was set and sound.

He went out and lit his cigar, then took a deep inhale and puffed out a thick white smoke in the air as he walked back to your apartment.

William sat inside his car for at least an hour and a few minutes before moving back to the apartment with a plastic bag filled with medications and remedies for hangovers. He knocked on the door for an answer, but it was already dead silent. No one at this hour had their lights on besides your room— William's been looking out his car window the whole time.

The man figured you were already out cold until the door opened, revealing you with disheveled hair, with a mug in your hand, which he assumed was a cup of tea.

Your vision didn't seem to make out much, but you recognized the suit William was wearing, "oh, hey Will. What are you-what are you doing here? It's late. I thought you had already gone home."

"I saw Zandik took you home, and I just wanted to make sure how you were doing."

"'Ttore's not here. I think he already left long ago."

"I see. Well, I brought some stuff to make you feel better. Mind if I come in?"

"Oh, you didn't really have to, Sir--- I mean, William. It's already so late and..."

"No, please, I insist. There's nothing more that can put me at ease knowing you're well and taken care of, darling."

And there he was again. The nicknames and sweet gestures.

He's a friend. You kept reminding yourself. But he's also my boss.

"Well, alright. Come in."

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Everything happened in a blur. One moment you were having a laugh with William— talking about something you couldn't remember yet it definitely brought them closer, then he leaned in for a kiss. His eyes opened as he pulled you closer. His lips moved againsts yours while staring into your eyes with a blank expression... yet his kisses told you otherwise.

William never broke the kiss, and you were too out of her mind to react to it.

God, Will....

His tongue then lapped on your lips with such desire, begging for an entrance to stick it inside your mouth to glide it against your tongue. He wanted to tease you through it, toy with you...

Your eyes soon closed, letting William have his way with you, causing him to wrap his arms around you as he pushed you down the couch. His system suddenly filled with carnal desires.

Take advantage of her. His thoughts echoed through his mind.

True, it was the perfect timing. Yet William couldn't allow himself to do this... not now.

He wanted to take his time. See how much further he could go....

William pulled away to catch his breath. A string of spit connecting both their tongues right there and then.

William wanted to make out once more upon seeing your pitiful look, eyes almost begging for more.

He looked at you, breathing heavily. Your breathing was ragged, almost sounding like desperate moans and whines. William was definitely turned on.

Darling, you don't know what you do to me.

"Will— ha.... um..."

"God, you look exquisite, darling. I could devour you right now." William whispered against your ears as he placed tiny kisses along your neck. "But a delicate flower like you must be treated gently... with care...."

William pulled you up closer to him, wrapping your legs around his waist as he tried to sit up, then having you sit on his lap. He caressed your face ever so lovingly before flashing a wicked grin. "But something tells me you wouldn't want that, would you?"

You looked at him with an unbeknownst want, looking ever so lustful yet innocent.

Does she?

You whimpered under him, rocking your hips to find stimulation, ye felt a sudden slap on your behind making you yelp.

"Naughty girl. Do you need it that badly?"

"Yes."

"What do you need me to do? Tell me what you want."

"I want you."

Does you really? He was your boss... but he's also your friend.

Hundreds of thoughts ran through your head. Are you in the right mind to be even initiating intimacy with your boss right now? When you’re still half drunk and barely almost sober from drinking so much at the event.

All your thoughts went down the drain as soon as William started undoing his tie, then came off your top... then his mouth latched on to your lips once more before letting you overthink your words.

William was fast. Quick-witted enough to see through your expression of doubt and panic. He wanted you to feel safe with him, feel vulnerable. His actions were calculated in everything for your satisfaction and to ease your caution. He knew well that you may not be in the right mind right now, but you weren't a fool to let anyone touch you like this... even with someone you were close to. Everything was going so well that it led you to be like this. Anything more to this that felt wrong to you would fall apart.

Then comes a contingency plan. William hoped it wouldn't come to that. He'd be upset to even harm you in any way but all precautions were needed for an absolute success.

You pulled away from William's lips, catching your breath, your arms placed on his shoulders yet William tried to lean in for more. You turned your head to the side as he pulled you much closer as he continued planting kisses along your neck down to your chest. He played with your boob while sucked on the other earning a gasp from you.

"William.... God----"

He hummed while looking at you in pleasure. Flicking his tongue on your tit while he continued to suck on it just to get another reaction. Moans and whimpers came out of your lips while you rocked your hips against him, making him groan.

You tried to pull away this time, pleading, "William..."

The next few moments came in their pleasure and release, then it was the last thing you remembered before you passed out.

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pls im begging you to write about when the reader and the gangs helped out kaizo at the pirate colony for disguise and the reader just kept laughing and teasing him for his undercover named of "Abang Kassim" 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

BOBOIBOY : Captain Kaizo x Reader (ft. Abang Kassim)

notes: teasing Kaizo, I used both Kassim and Kaizo's names to determine who is the main subject since both have different personalities (hope this doesn't make it confusing)

other Kaizo fics will be posted soon if I have the time (hopefully) since I'm working on commissions and finals T^T.

Being a captain at TAPOPS, leisure time wasn't always given. You were either at a mission or busy attending a mountain of paperwork. Of course, you could just ask anyone from your team to handle it all for you, but everyone's also busy with something.

However, when you do find the time to relax and free yourself from work, you try to make the most of it. It always feels like these moments feel so short-lived and insufficient to how much you work, but even so, you can't help but find every moment worth the wait.

You were laughing with Boboiboy and his friends and— surprisingly, Kaizo(although he wasn't exactly laughing, more like a subtle smile on his face as he listened to the conversation).

Times like this, you'd expect your fellow captain to bid farewell and head back to his ship, but Fang has managed to persuade his brother to stay a little longer.

"Abang Kassim changed his mind and decided to grace us with his presence?" You teased as Kaizo took a seat, a scowl on his face as soon as he heard the name you uttered.

"Oh, for sure, bestie!" He replied, changing his demeanor to his Kassim persona. No expected him to go with the joke and had everyone laughing. You snickered at him as he pinched the bridge of his nose, clearly regretting his actions.

First time seeing Abang Kassim in action during that infiltration mission you've gone through with them had you gagged as you witness the ever so nonchalant, mean, and cold rebel captain act as the most hyperfriendly, smile-for-days random ship janitor you've ever seen. It was a core memory you'd keep repeating in your head, such a shame that you weren't able to record everything in real time. Though honestly, if Kaizo would ever find out you had footage of his soft, friendly side(even when it was all just an act), he'd hunt you down til the depths of the universe.

You grinned at him, finally able to cease your laughter, "Are you gonna keep playing as Abang Kassim or am I already talking to Kaizo?"

"Depends on who you wanna talk to, sweetie~" Abang Kassim replied, completely throwing you off guard with the nickname.

A chill ran down your spine as he smirked at your reaction, completely finding your surprised expression amusing, even at the cost of everyone witnessing it all unfold. It didn't matter to him anymore as soon as he saw your face red and flustered.

Abang Kassim hummed at your silence, "What's this? Cat got your tongue? I thought for sure you had something to say, bestie."

You bounced back and grinned at his snarky remark, "I was gonna say talking to Abang Kassim is much more... pleasant."

“Are you saying you dislike Captain Kaizo?”

“Stop twisting my words, Abang. I simply mean I enjoy conversing with someone with more personality than a dry sponge.”

A vein popped in Kaizo’s head. He knew you were trying to get under his skin and rile him up, toying with him like this while the others watched the scene unfold before them as they tried to resist laughing out loud. It even seems like you had the upper hand, and Kaizo didn’t like that one bit.

“Although Captain might seem cold and mean…” You continued, “I know for sure, under all that rough bravado, he’s sweet… and gentle, y’know like a teddy bear that likes to cuddle.”

You caught Kaizo off guard with your statement, a mortified look on his face as Boboiboy and his gang listened in awe and amusement— even more coming from Fang.

Captain Kaizo? Gentle? Sweet? 

Three words that had everyone turn their heads towards you as soon as they left your mouth. Three words that seemed too impossible to be even used in the same sentence without the use of any negative implications. Three words that only you had personally witnessed— and perhaps experienced, in real time.

Everyone had collectively agreed that maybe there’s so much more to reveal about their captain.

“Eh?” Boboiboy spoke up, holding back a snicker. “Is that even possible?”

“Why don’t you ask Abang Kassim yourself since he’s very much acquainted with Captain Kaizo?”

This whole play felt like it had been going on for ages, and Kaizo grumbled under his breath, slightly acting out of character. He debated with himself whether he should cease his act and just dismiss himself from the conversation.

Kaizo decided to amuse you for a little more, suddenly pulling you closer to wrap an arm around your shoulder, “I’m not too sure about that, darlin’. The Captain and I don’t always see eye to eye, you get me? I mean, compared to him, I’m just a mere ship janitor. Couldn’t even imagine bringing myself to clean his ship.”

“Because you’re not the one actually cleaning it…” Someone in the background muttered, left unheard by everyone else.

You hummed at Kaizo’s reply, amused. You saw that familiar glint in his eyes, the one that surfaces every time he’s up to something no good, the kind of look he gives you when he plans to give you a hard time bringing yourself back up.

It felt a little weird for the gang to see their captains act this silly, especially when they won’t even gain anything from it, but it didn’t change the fact that it was rather entertaining to see this other side of Kaizo being actively teased and mortified reaction, no matter how much he hides it.

Kaizo couldn’t wait for this whole fiasco to end and perhaps have a little more than a heart-to-heart talk with y/n personally back at their ship.

“You wouldn’t want Captain Kaizo angered, don’t you? Spreading baseless accusations of the famed Rebel Space Captain being soft and cuddly.” Kassim added, giving a warning glare towards the teens.

“Are you, though?” You grinned at him.

“Now, who are you referring to, munchkin?”

“Dunno’, depends on who I’m talking to right now. I don’t think I’ve been keeping track. Why don’t we continue this somewhere? I think I’ve had enough reminiscing for today.”

Kassim smirked, “I like where this is going.”

“We won’t be doing any of that.”

And before anyone could even utter a word, both captains had left, and had everyone confused about what just happened. They couldn’t utter a single word or comment about what just happened.

One minute they were enjoying teasing their stoic captain, then the next he was being dragged and followed along willingly. It was happening all too fast that it took time for them to get a clue what might’ve just happened.

“I swear, they can’t keep their hands to themselves when they get so close together.” Fang sighed, obviously the only other person who had been keeping tabs on his brother and his secret girlfriend.

“You mean they’re like that?”

“You mean like…”

“Yeah. Didn’t you know?”

Apparently not.

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I'm on my knees and begging you to write on how the reader first met captain Kaizo.

I have scoured the depths of the internet to find Kaizo x reader fics, and none of them are as well written as yours.

So please, sir, ma'am, the holy human who can only feed my inner simp, please write this prompt scenario

Notes: I have a lot of ideas for this prompt and I can't really choose which one i should go for but there is a recurring plot I've had for a while so I guess I'll just go with that. For now, I'll just be choosing what looks best for the plot.

This was sitting in my docs for a long time i forgot I finished it😭

Contains: not super accurate details(feel free to correct if needed), strictly not following canon timeline but the scene happened when Boboiboy first met Kaizo, suggestive themes

It's been a while since you've had a chance to visit your granddad. Working abroad and only having to talk to them occasionally through video calls had been the only way you could spend time with them.

Granddad had been managing his shop for as long as you can remember and at his old age— even when he insist he doesn't mind working, you can't help but feel bad. You've been sending out money for your Granddad to help him out with his expenses but he's always refused to make use of them.

He told you that you should enjoy and spend your money yourself rather than giving it to him. He was already thankful to have you as his granddaughter and doing this much could put him into tears(an exaggeration from him while you were on a call with him one time).

It made you ecstatic to find out you get to go on a break from work after all these years. Your well deserved vacation first started from a visit to your parents house then a trip to korea then finally visiting your Granddad.

You've brought gifts and souvenirs when you reached your Granddad's hometown, ready to surprise him. Your parents had made sure to keep your arrival a surprise and even kept it from your brother, Boboiboy.

After laying all your souvenirs inside your Granddad'a house, you went to his shop in a disguise and ordered your favourites from the menu.

"I'll take one of these please." You scanned the new menu and looked for your usual. "And I'll also try one of these... it seems there's been new addition to the menu...?"

"Ah yes, our dear customer!" A flying yellow robot spoke, surprising you. "You must be new here! I'll have your order done in a few, ma'am."

You stared in awe as you watch the robot work on your order.

When did Granddad ever had the money to spend on a robot like this...? He must've already spent the money I gave him... good for him.

"Excuse me, um- Mr. Robot...?"

"You can call me OchoBot, ma'am."

"Oh, right... OchoBot... do you have any idea where Tok Aba is...?"

After having a conversation with OchoBot, you realized you've missed out on quite a lot of events. Even news about your brother had you in shock, yet it didn't seem like the robot knew you were related. Of course, it was bound to happen since you barely had much time to spend more than an hour talking to your family... and the signal has mostly been very bad on where you were.

"Lots of things have happened, huh? I had no idea..." you reflected.

"Yes..."

"Say... have you seen Boboiboy anywhere? Doesn't he come here often?"

"Oh he left just a while ago... there was an emergency." OchoBot informed. "But worry not, I'm sure Boboiboy can handle it. Are you related to Boboiboy, Miss?"

"Yeah!" You smiled at the robot. "He's my brother."

"He's your brother?!"

"I didn't know Boboiboy had a sister, Tok Aba..." Ochobot commented as you enjoyed your cup of your Granddad's specials.

Your Granddad had arrived not too long ago with some of the gifts you left him at his house, planning to share it with the kids as soon as they come back. He was surprised to see you at his store chatting away with OchoBot while having a cup of his famous special when he returned to his shop.

…. Words words

"Well, technically not his sister but we did grew up pretty close. I was practically adopted by his parents that I just became part of the family."

"That's right." Your Granddad jumped in. "I remember how you and Boboiboy used to mess around the house trying to make some chocolate milk for your dear Granddad."

"Oh, I remember that! That time when we used ground coffee instead of cocoa powder." You chuckled at the memory. “They look so similar!! I knew we should've tasted it first

"Ahh... how i missed those days... now you grew up as an independent young woman while Boboiboy has been troublesome as ever."

You noticed your Granddad cleaning the cups with a look on his face— sincere, with the look of fondness in his eyes, perhaps reminiscing the past.

"I'm still the same y/n, Granddad. And I'm sorry haven't been visiting lately... work had me busy and..."

"It's alright, y/n. I understand." Granddad gave you a pat on the head before pinching your ears to scold you. "But must I always remind you not to send me money!"

"Ow- ow ow ow! Granddad— that hurts!"

Then suddenly your watch beeped, a notification popped up, and your Granddad had released your ear to see what was up.

"Looks like something came up. I'll catch up more with you later Granddad. I'll come back in a few so don't tell Boboiboy I'm here yet! I wanna surprise him."

As soon as you reach an empty field, you disabled your ship's invisibility mode and teleported inside. You checked into the control room and immediately head out Earth's atmosphere looking for a familiar ship.

It's only been a few hours since you've landed on Earth and now you're back out again in space seeking out for a familar face.

A distress signal from your watch has informed you someone had entered Earth and caused multiple terrain damages near your location which caused you to assume Boboiboy might also be in trouble from it.

As soon as you got out of the Earth's atmosphere, you saw Kaizo's ship with a dent right above it. You figured someone must've gotten themselves slammed against the ship's exterior and hurt badly. You just hoped it wasn't your brother.

"This is Captain Y/n, requesting permission to link with your ship." You desperately called. "Kaizo, I swear if you don't-"

As soon as the link was established you rushed to the other end and bolted inside Kaizo's ship.

You wasted no time and ran, looking for your possibly injured brother and Kaizo... or whoever was around first to ask for an explanation.

The sound of familiar light footsteps and thumps of Lahap's feet caught your attention and turned to your side.

Seeing Kaizo badly beaten up yet still with that annoying smirk of his you ran towards him, "where's my brother? What did you do to him?!"

Kaizo raised his arms up in defense, "relax, I already sent your brother back to Earth. He wasn't hurt too badly, I mean- compared to me... don't I look more beaten up?"

"What are you even doing here? On Earth?"

"Straight to the point as ever," he grinned as you still held him by his collar despite the obvious height gap you had, "but I can't tell you. Classified information."

"Then what did you do to my brother? Why was he here?"

"Oh I didn't take him by force, he willingly came here-"

"Because you did something to him." You spat back as you pushed him off.

"Captain-" Lahap tried to interfere but Kaizo told him to stand down.

"Classified information." Kaizo persistently answered. "Even if I wanted to tell you, I can't. You know our relationship was never an exception for this kind of thing."

You stared at him hard with clenched fists. You only knew little information from what was given to you by an unknown sender so it was hard to make a conclusion out of what you're only seeing as of now.

So you turned to Fang, "tell me what happened to Boboiboy."

This caught Fang to a surprise that he didn't know how to answer.

"You're no longer associated with your brother, right? So I'm asking you, as a witness of what happened, to give me a detail of what this man did."

"I... uh, well, Captain y/n..."

"Enough." Kaizo stepped in and sighed. "I took their power watches yet Fang had taken them from me then gave them back to Boboiboy and his other friends."

"Boboiboy has... a power watch...?"

"Indeed, I decided to let them have the watch as I've witnessed their capabilities and strengths. I've concluded that... letting them have the watches might be the best decision."

"Boboiboy has a power watch...?" You repeated, unable to believe what you've just heard. Hearing you say it again made something click inside you and realized what OchoBot had been telling you wasn't made up... and that OchoBot wasn't just a floating robot barista your Granddad had purchased. "Ochobot is a powersphere?!"

"You've... just noticed?" Kaizo replied, "My... y/n, as far as the years have stretched, there hasn't been much advancement to Earth's technology as advanced as ours. I take it you haven't been visiting in a long time."

"How could I when you keep on dragging me for a new mission!"

"I thought you enjoyed our little... escapades."

"I‐" you wanted to deny but it was rather evident you didn't mind your adventures and missions with the space rebel.

Kaizo smirked, "stay here a little longer while we prepare a shuttle for you and Fang to go back to Earth."

In the ship's clinic room, you patched up Kaizo's wounds and bruises from his fight with your brother and Fang.

"I can't believe you just beat up a bunch of kids." You scolded while applying ointment on his wounds.

"Must you need to apply so harshly, I was already badly beaten."

"Yet I'm sure you're still able to go for more, you brute."

"Your brother's a tough kid, I knew he wouldn't back down too easily."

"So you beat him some more before sending him back to Earth?"

"I was certain letting him keep the watch was for the best. We needed someone to hold on to these watches so they wouldn't end up in the wrong hands so I was a bit skeptical on letting a bunch of kids use them... until Boboiboy proved me wrong."

"There." You finished patching up Kaizo as soon as he finished talking and sat beside him. "My brother's awesome, isn't he?

"Wouldn't exactly say that... he's a brat, but yes. He's okay."

"'Okay'? He's more than okay! Look what he did to you, he beat up a space rebel! Ahahahaha‐"

Your laughter had only came to a stop when Kaizo had pressed his lips against yours. With the spike of your heartbeat and the feeling of his soft lips, you stopped laughing and had your eyes wide open in shock.

Kaizo pulled away, "then let's see what I'll do to his sister once I have her under me."

Kaizo pushed you down the bed and stared into your eyes. "You come in here on my ship and attacked me, thinking you won't get away with it? I'm not a pushover, y/n. I'll be needing compensation for your actions. I still have enough strength to take you down under my mercy."

It didn't take long until Fang opened the clinic's door and witnessed what was about to unfold before him. His brother half naked and patched up while having you under him was certainly something he wasn't expecting to see.

In a second, Fang had slammed the door shut and yelled the shuttle was now ready to depart.

Kaizo immediately pulled away once again and regained his composure while you were a blushing mess, trying to cover your face from embarrassment.

Everyone was quiet as you and Fang got inside the shuttle back to Earth while Kaizo and Lahap watched over your shuttle leave.

"So..." Fang tried to break the awkward silence. "You and Captain Kaizo, huh-"

"Fang- don't act like you didn't know about our relationship!"

"I mean I am aware but— but I had no idea it was like that! If anything, I thought the two of you would start fighting each other a while ago."

"Wha-! Don't tell anyone about this or else I'll turn you into a red carrot donut!"

"Yes, captain!"

Meanwhile as the shuttle came back to Kaizo's ship...

"Have you forgotten there's a camera on every room in the ship, captain...?"

Kaizo's nerve got ticked off and kicked Lahap on his side which caused him to bump on a couple of plasma tanks.

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since you offer nsfw writing commissions i would like to ask if you are an adult. it doesnt say anywhere and id like to be sure

Yes I'm an adult😭👊 I'm in my early 20s man.

I'm ok with any kinks and scenerios but I honestly dont fuck with anything related to poop(so far this is the only thing I can think of). Any other themes or scenario that comes to mind for the commission could still be negotiable.

If you have other inquiries or clarifications, dms are open and asks are welcome!!

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hii do you have any kaizo fic recommendations?? if so, drop them ! would love to see more kaizo content from you btw. amazing writing!

Helloooo!! There aren't really much Kaizo fics that I can find here on tumblr. Most of the fics I stumble upon are my own works honestly... or that some are in another language that's why I can't find them.

I've also tried looking on AO3 or wattpad but thennnn it's like the same thing. It's either I can't find them since it's in another language or that my preference doesn't line up with other writers' works(which is ok, no hate on them)

Here are one of the fics that I like with short descriptions on them(from what I can remember from the fic so it's pretty much vague):

Wattpad

— Past Tense

Status: 21 parts, ongoing

From what I can remember Reader and Kaizo had a child together and experiencing a fallout(?). Kaizo wants something (which i cannot vaguely remember) but Reader doesn't want to since even when they didn't workout well she still loves her child so like there's a conflict of interest going onnn.

Honestly, there aren't really a lot of kaizo fics that I like (no hate to the writer tho, just preference) and i can only remember this one out of all the kaizo fanfics I've read, and there aren't really that a lot.

There are some good one on tumblr too if you look up the tags and all... hopefully the fics will increase over time and soon my fics may not the be only one i see when i look up the tag kaizo x reader on tumblr.

If there are fics you found that you can recommend me, lmk!! (Please i am begging on my knees)

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// headcanon— love and deepspace: Caleb

Caleb would absolutely adore being kissed on his cheek and his forehead.

Peppering kisses all over his face? He loves it.

Sneaking kisses when he's not looking? Even more.

Eskimo kisses while the two of you cuddle before going to bed? It was the best way to end your night.

Her gentle touches makes him succumb to vulnerability and a sense of safety. In her arms, he feels as if it was just the two of them alone in the world. Just them— no pesky little rats trying to take her away from him, not even Zayne who's been by her side, caring for her while he was gone, was enough to pull her out of his hold.

He holds mc a little tighter whenever he gets the chance, afraid he might lose her again or distance herself away from him.

He's weak for mc's soft and gentle touches after the explosion and he's assured her enough that he's not that easy to break but mc insists to care for him, even just a little.

He's aware that mc gives him some kind of vulnerability but that also means he's aware of the consequences that might happen so he's come prepared and ready to take on anything.

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// headcanon

Caleb looks so pretty when he cries. Like actually???

Like he looks so pathetic but mc wouldn't know it was just a ploy to lower her guard down or to pity him.

Just seeing him shed a tear as he looks at her with a pained look would make mc wrap her arms around him for comfort then gently stroking his hair.

But like the thing is... caleb is not looking for comfort. He's looking for a chance to make mc trust him.. to make her wrapped around his finger... to make her doubt every word any other li might say about him.

Since mc is the only one he has left since grandma Josephine is gone from the explosion... he wouldn't want to lose mc too.

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⌕ Akaashi Keiji : Coffee.ᐟ⤾

a/n: okay... this is a very old piece I wrote as practice for a mini rp coffee shop. Please be informed this is unedited and my ass writing aint it, but I'm reposting to keep me motivated writing here. LOLS

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The strong aroma of freshly made coffee filled the café, and the sky was fairly dark. While waiting for a customer, Akaashi, the barista who isn't currently on break, plays the cups. Sadly, despite the fact that the cafe is typically packed, the news reported that it will be raining heavily this afternoon.

Akaashi noticed there was a customer at the front desk when the entrance bell rang. He walked to the cashier to entertain the customer considering that he knew everyone else was on break.

"Hi, welcome to Bonshu; what would you like to have today?" He smiled warmly. He realized that it was his first time seeing this customer; typically, it was Oikawa and Tsukishima. "Oh, I mistook you for a regular for a second," the woman in front of him chuckled nervously, scratching her nape. Akaashi had a feeling she was worried right now. "Take your time ordering, yeah?" he informed her. She appeared pallid. "Actually, I'm here to order Kuroo and Oikawa's usual. T-They dared me. Also, a large Matcha Frappe, two chocolate soft cookies, and a lasagna, please?"

As she gave her orders, Akaashi nodded. He then repeated them to ensure that they were accurate. "That's all?" She gave a nod in response to his question.

"OK, may I ask your name?" Akaashi adjusted his spectacles to get a better look at her. She blushed slightly and fidgeted her fingers. "Y/N..." Akaashi scrawled her name on a sheet of paper next to her orders.

"Alright, Y/N. I'll hand you your order when it's ready. Feel free to take a seat." As soon as Akaashi left the counter he then proceeded to the kitchen to see if the other coworkers already finished their breaks. "Hey, I might need help with this one. Ushi gets Kuroo's usual, Kageyama gets Oikawa's, and I'll get the lady's." Sugawara chuckled. "Why not let me handle the lady's?" Keiji shook his head. "No, I can manage her order myself."

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WHAT ARE BOOPS AND HOW CAN I GET THEM

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Wind Breaker - Kinktober Week 1

contains: Ren Kaji, Sakura Haruka, Suo Hayato

content warnings: nsfw MDNI, sensory deprivation, blindfolds, talking about sex, dirty talk, sex on phone if you squint, sharing of nudes(y/n), use of stimulant (break, bite, bang choco), oral receiving(y/n), begging

Notes: It's a little late and a little short. I wanted to work on the others since I liked how they turned out more. All characters are depicted as 21 years old and up.

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Ren Kaji - Sensory Deprivation

“Damn, was I ever this loud when I have my headphones on?”

“Ren, has it occurred to you how loud we are when we do it?” You laid your head on his chest, hearing his steady heartbeat as he held you close for the past hour.

“Ever wondered why we book out a room every time?” Ren answered with a question. 

“Yeah, but not all hotels are soundproof.”

“The one we went to last time?” Ren asked, “It’s soundproof.”

“How do you know?”

“I checked it with Hiiragi-san. He recommended it to me.”

“Hiiragi knows?”

“Duh. Where do you think I know all this stuff? I asked him about it.”

“All of it?” You rise from the bed. “You asked EVERYTHING and he knows??”

“Not all of it, dumbass.” Ren pulled you back to bed and wrapped his arms around you, your head side-to-side with his. “I don’t kiss and tell… but I did ask where to buy condoms and stuff not the actual sex.”

“Then what did he say about it?” You adjusted yourself to a comfortable position. “Y’know… about you…”

“Having sex?” Ren finished the sentence for you with a smirk playing on his lips. “Nothing. Told me to take it easy and shit.”

“And you didn’t—” you retorted.

“And I didn’t— you were enjoying it though. He also told me about aftercare.”

“You’re shit at it.”

“At least give me some credit! It’s my first time!”

“And having sex wasn’t?”

“You know what I meant!”

You laughed at his reaction and slapped his chest.  He laughed at it too then gave you a quick kiss on the lips. As he pulled away, he looked at your lips then back to your eyes, “You know, I’ve been wanting to try something new.”

“Like what?” your voice suddenly sultry, as if you already know where this is going. 

“Ever heard of sensory deprivation? Like blindfolds and stuff?”

“What about it?”

“I want to try putting on my headphones on you, on full volume, then see how loud you can be as I fuck your brains out.”

You suddenly felt something forming inside you as he said those words. You felt your breath hitch and stop— suddenly you forgot how to breathe. Suddenly you forgot how to form words as you stared into your boyfriend’s eyes… wavering and mind racing.

“D’you want that?” His voice whispered. “D’you want to moan my name while my headphone’s on blast to your ears and you wouldn’t know if you’re screaming my name loud enough that everybody can hear?”

A dangerous glint in his eyes sparked, “answer me.”

“Yes.”

Sakura Haruka

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Haruka gritted his teeth through the phone. 

“I missed you too, baby.” You replied innocently. “Did you get my present?”

“It looks more than a present to me. Who gave you the idea to send me that? Better yet, why’d you even do it?”

“You don’t like it? D’ya think it’s too… slutty?”

“Of course not— that’s not what I meant! You can’t just send me that while I’m at work!”

“But I feel so needy…” you moaned, “I need you.”

“Fuck you.”

You giggled in excitement, “are you saying you’re gonna fuck me later?”

“What the fuck- no! I can’t even come home right now. Where’d you even get this behavior? You weren’t like this when I left!”

“Gotta admit, I ate one of the chocolates, y’know the break, bite, bang one? I think I’m starting to feel the effects. Fuck, I wanna touch myself right now… want you to touch me.”

Haruka can feel himself get harder by the second. Every panting breath that you took was sending him on the edge. He can’t get turned on right now, in fact, he wasn’t even supposed to give you a call however as you kept sending him pictures of you naked— even wearing his favorite lingerie of yours, he just couldn’t stop himself from calling you. 

He wanted you to stop as it was becoming too distracting for him, knowing every ping of notification coming from his phone was a nude pic of you. Even if he puts his phone on vibrate to avoid getting the attention of everyone in the office, he can’t control himself from not opening your messages.

He immediately rushed to the bathroom after excusing himself, his hardened cock becoming unbearable for him as he struggled to hide it from everyone. 

“Fuck… you.” Haruka took off his belt and pulled out his cock and rubbed it up and down, trying to relieve himself.

“Tell me more…” you moaned when you heard his voice.

Suo Hayato

“Hello, darling,” Hayato whispered behind your ear, suddenly appearing while you concentrated on your paper.

“Hayato!” You turned around surprised and immediately embraced him. “Hayatoooooo….”

Slowly becoming teary-eyed as Hayato comforted you, you started complaining to him about your workload. It had been weeks since he had the time to visit you since he goes to a different university and syncing up with your schedules together had been hard. It had been days since you had the time to chat with him.

“There, there,” he consoled you. “I’m here now. Maybe I can help.”

“You’re finished with your projects? Aren’t you busy?”

“We’re on break.” He assured you. “And I already finished everything before coming here. As much as I love doing study dates with you, I don’t want to spend my entire stay here working on my thesis.”

“Lucky.”

“What are you working on anyway?”

“I’m reviewing for one of my majors.”

“You have exams coming up?”

“No,” you stretched then hugged him again, laying yourself comfortably to his chest, feeling yourself slowly drifting to sleep. “We have quizzes almost every day. Our teacher barely teaches us anything. He even told us we should be the ones teaching those who can’t keep up. I hate it.”

“That’s a lot of effort.” He supported your body by holding you by the waist while the other hand placed on your head, stroking your hair. “When’s the last time you slept?”

“A while ago.”

“For how long?”

You hesitated to answer, “2 hours.”

“Have you eaten?”

“Yes.”

“A proper meal?” He added. “I can see packets of noodles and energy drinks in the kitchen. Your fridge is empty too. Didn’t I tell you drinking a lot of those is bad for you?”

“I didn’t have time to cook something… I need to study and I can’t afford dozing off.”

“And taking care of yourself is important too, darling. You can’t take your exams if you’re at the hospital, can you? Your university doesn’t even allow students to take special exams.”

After hearing that from Hayato, you know he was right so you ended up squeezing him in defeat… which caused him to laugh his heart out from your stubbornness.

3 days had passed since Hayato stayed at your dorm and he had been taking care of the food and chores as you continued to work on your schoolwork and review. You haven’t even come home in weeks since you needed to finish a lot of papers and you knew that if you came home you wouldn’t be able to finish a single work.

“Ugh! I can’t get it right!!” You gritted your teeth in frustration. “Why can’t I balance this!?”

As if on cue, Hayato went in with a plate of your snacks and drink, “Having troubles, pretty girl?”

“I’ve been doing this FS for hours and I still can’t balance it! I’m starting to think there’s something wrong with the question.”

“Have you tried doing workback?”

“Yes, a hundred times. There’s nothing wrong with my entries, I’ve rechecked my ledger, and I’ve posted everything. It still won’t balance!” At this point, you felt like you’re gonna cry.

Hayato sighed, feeling the frustration you were letting out, “how about we take a little break, yeah? Cool off for a bit.”

You looked at Hayato in defeat then took a bite from the snack he made you, “okay.”

“This is not- not the kind of ‘cool off’ I was hoping for— fuck, Suo!” you struggled to sit comfortably in your seat as he continued to eat you out, his hand placed both on your thighs, keeping them open. Your hand gripped his hair and desperately pushed him off your cunt yet he’s just so persistent in licking your every orifice. 

“Can’t we do this on the bed?” You pleaded, looking down at him, his eyes closed as he continued making out with your lower lips. You can feel his tongue moving in and out of your cunt, slurping and licking up from your clit to your hole. His moans mixed with your own filled the room as you could feel yourself reaching a wave of pleasure. 

“Don’t… stop…” you begged, breathlessly. “Hayato, Hayato, Hayato-”

His name comes out of your lips like a mantra as you can feel yourself coming close to orgasm. Hayato didn’t stop, his tongue moved faster and faster licking your clit up and down as he started fingering your hole which caused your body to jolt up from the sudden penetration.

“Aahn! Suo- fuck!!” You moaned. “It’s too much!”

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//nsfw: Lycaon from ZZZ - rambles

Mentions of: kissing, making out, use of tongue(Lycaon's), erection

Why do i suddenly get this idea of making out with Lycaon?

Like literally in his wolf/dog form... kissing...

Like you puckered your lips and pressed it against his, giving him small kisses one after the other on the same spot... turning your head a little to the left to get a better position then there he goes placing his hands on your waist to pull you closer and opening his mouth to lick up your lips.

His tongue enough to cover your mouth in one lick. He pressed his lips against yours one more time then forced his tongue inside your mouth.

Fuck like imagine him lapping you up like a puppy.

His tail wagging as he starts getting handsy on you.

Then as you pull away, completely out of breath, there he goes, right in front of you.. panting and eyes filled with lust.

You moaned out his name then he went and embraced you.

You can feel him resist his body... he needed release, desperately. You can feel him practically forcing himself not to hump on you right now or rub himself against you but it's too impossible to ignore it as you can practically feel his growing problem.

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Wind Breaker - KINKTOBER 2024

Note: porn/no plot. Will add plot if I feel like it. All characters will be depicted at least 21 y/o, no minors are involved.

These are just the tentative lineup and label for each week. I can't come up with a much decent and aesthetic design for this, I have no skill for it lol(also for the lack of time). Descriptions will be added once I finalise everything. And probably remake this masterlist to make it presentable.

If there are any request, I'll gladly hear them out!!

Week 1: soft

Kaji Ren, Sakura Haruka, Suo Hayato

Week 2: mild

Sugushita Kyotaro, Suzuki Shouhei, Mizaki Kiryu, Umemiya Hajime

Week 3: spicy

Hiiragi Toma, Choji Tomiyama, Togame Jo

Week 4: hot

Sakaki Twins, Takiishi Chika, Yamato Endo

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Contains: some stupidity and shenanigans I did when I was a kid to present

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Hihihihihiiiiiiiiii im just wondering if your requests are open? And if so do you do requests of Boboiboy more specifically Ice? I recently got introduced to it from webtoon-.-'. Sorry to botheerrr

Halloooo! Yes, requests are open!! I mostly do Kaizo and crumb content for Ejo jo but I am open for all characters^^

I've also been reading the webtoon recently and I've done some character research for more content soon! Don't be shy and send requests anonymously or nottt. And don't feel pressured to commission me, it's all up to you!! Either way, I appreciate the interaction from you guys even if I haven't updated in a while.

I'll be posting short prompts soon, maybe from Moriarty👀 so stay tuned!

[honeygem]

Uramichi Omota x Reader

a/n: i wanted to write something differently but the words just can’t stop so I came up with this. Not much substance so it might seem like I’m projecting.

You met Uramichi way back in highschool. Since both of you were taking different courses for college, you weren’t able to see him anymore. The two of you weren’t really close but you have passed by each other a couple of times around the school campus, sometimes even seeing him in the same convenience store you frequently go to. He never once became your classmate but you were sure enough that he has noticed you every now and then… though, you weren’t really sure if he knew your name.

He was great in sports and you’d always fawn over him just to see him perform in gymnastics. You could definitely see his muscles through his shirt and it’s much more noticeable when he’s drenched in sweat after a marathon. Of course, you weren’t his only admirer and perhaps you weren’t one of the lucky girls who got a picture with him after a sports fest or even their Romeo and Juliet performance where he played as Mercutio.

You enjoyed every sight of him. Every moment he’s at a glimpse of your eyes, you were able to catch him… and you were able to see him looking in your direction… or maybe you were just being delusional. There is no chance a hot funny guy like him would be interested in you. 

And yet here you are, at the mall, catching a familiar face at the corner of your eye. 

You were never wrong when it comes to him. You never mistook a different person for him just because a lot of guys actually have the same hairstyle and height as him. And even when the years have gone by, you never forget what he looked like.

You stood there on your tracks, a fruit in hand while you had a basket in the other. He’s right there… beside you! The living breathing Uramichi Omota who you haven’t gotten in contact with in years. You didn’t dare move. You couldn’t. Should you say hi? Should you try to strike up a conversation with him? God, wouldn’t that be weird?? How the hell would he react to someone from his highschool suddenly talking to him when you haven’t even gotten a single conversation with him from before?!

You tried your best to move along and walk past him without him noticing.

“L/n?”

You stopped and awkwardly turned around as if you didn’t know who called out to you.

“Oh, hey Uramichi.”

“Hi.”

Fuckkkkk, this is so awkwardddd.

“Um… I need to take care of some things so I need to get going.”

Fuck fuck fuckkkkkk. Why am I leaving now? I just got the chance to talk to him.

“Alright, nice seeing you around.”

You hurried your way out of the mall after paying for your groceries, avoiding looking back at him. You weren’t able to buy a couple more from your list but you couldn’t take the chance to see him around the store and be awkward.

Since then, you tried not to bump into him as much as you can even when it hurts to not see him for a little while longer. It went on for a couple of weeks but your consecutive streak of ignoring him was broken when he coincidentally sat next to you at the ramen shop you were eating at.

He was the one who noticed you first as you ate your ramen and yelped as the noodles burnt your tongue. He recognized your voice from the years of hearing you along the halls and classroom as he passed by, unable to stop himself from smiling a little when he heard you complain about how much work there is to do.

“Oh, hey l/n.” he spoke, catching your attention and making you turn your head to his side. Your eyes grew wide as you realized it was him and almost choked on your food.

“Hi- hi, hello… Uramichi-san. Eh- you know me?”

“It’s hard not to. I’ve seen you around since highschool.”

“And you remembered me?”

“And others, yes. I can vaguely remember them. It’s been a while.”

“It has.”

“Where’d you go to college?”

“Somewhere in Tokyo. I majored in business and finance.”

“Must be nice working at an office.”

“It’s hell.”

“Is that so?”

You started to realize that he had been staring at you this whole time so you went ahead and took a sip of your ramen, cutting your conversation slightly.

“What about you?” you asked him, suddenly forgetting about feeling nervous or shy beside him. Maybe I can still talk to him if I’m not looking at him directly.

“I’d… uh- rather not talk about it. It’s not really a bad job but it’s not like I like it.”

“How come?”

“I work with kids.”

Then the restaurant door rang signalling a couple of people had entered. Rowdy as they were, they sat next to Uramichi and started talking to him. You’ve taken the hint that they’re Uramichi’s workmates. As they talk to Uramichi, you can feel his gaze hasn’t left your figure as you continue to eat.

“Must be hard.”

“Oh, I’m not talking about them. I work for a kid's show.”

His statement caught you by surprise. Uramichi? Working with kids? How did you not know?? It’s almost impossible not to catch him appearing on your TV screen yet here you are dumbfounded.

“Wait, Really?”

[honeygem]

Stockholm Syndrome - Choose your Own Ending - Good Ending

a/n: this is the “safe” version, but I’ll still remind you that the guy y/n hired is still a bad person. It doesn’t change the fact that he used to kill people as his profession, and he is not in any way going to be a “good guy”. The only condition is that he's not messed up unlike the other (to be posted) version. I added a little drama/issue at the end; their conversations are going in circles. Also, kind of short smut… I’m getting rusty.

Contains: dead dove: do not eat, smut, hired gunman, cnc, a change of heart, attempted murder/suicide, choking, unspecified character, undetailed/inaccurate venture to the dark web, slow burn, y/n has a specified descriptions but still generalized, mentions of various sex toys, kissing, safe word use, Stockholm syndrome,

Dottore, William Afton, Hayakawa Aki, Childe, Capitano, Pierro, Barou Shouei, Michael Kaiser, Oliver Aiku, Itto, Dang Heng, Blade, Nicholas D. Wolfwood, Million Knives, Taiju Shiba, Jing Yuan, Denji, Beam, Scaramouche, Ran Haitani, Rin Haitani, Gojo, Geto, Sukuna, Toji, Kisaki Tetta,

part 1

I assumed he was the one I hired... the guy from the dark web. 

I didn't expect him to look stunning. Too beautiful even for the likes of me. Perhaps I'll die even sooner than I expected. I’d assume he’s one of those pretty people who hangs out with conventionally unattractive people but never sticks out with them too long. He never had any personal information attached to his description. Honestly, I just picked whoever could fulfil a certain wish before having to kill me. Out of at least 3 that I picked, he was the first to respond back.

I stayed quiet as I watched him. Unsure what to say at this point. I know what I came here for but why is it hard for me to say it? Why is it hard to be honest when I desperately need it? Why do I suddenly want to back away and come back home, embrace my mom, and tell her I'm sorry?

The man took off his shirt then approached me. He towered over me, and I could feel my breath suddenly restricted, as if I was scared, he'd smell what I had eaten before coming here even when I had brushed more than a few times. I couldn’t breathe properly even when I needed to.

He pushed me down the bed gently. My thoughts ran blank as I was guided by his movement. I didn't know what to do nor did I know what to say. 

He placed himself in between me, his knee separating my legs as he closed the distance between us. He looked at my eyes then down to my lips then back to my eyes like he was waiting for a signal. I’ve read books like this before, yet I wasn’t expecting to experience it in real life this too soon. Maybe he reads those kinds of books too…

I closed my eyes and waited for the impact.

 

I felt his warm hand cup my face while the other placed at my side to balance himself then he kissed me. 

Slow, gentle, and sweet. He kissed me not too long yet not too short either. It felt like we were couples trying it out for the first time but he was more confident with his movement than I was.

I was hesitant to kiss back so I allowed him to do whatever he wanted with me. His hand moved down to my back and pulled me towards his embrace, my legs now wrapped around him. 

He pulled away allowing me to catch my breath as he tucked my hair behind my ear.

"If you aren't up for this, I'd let you back out." He spoke.

Why was he saying this now? Wasn't he supposed to comply with my commission without question? It was a selfish request, yet I paid him for it. It was already sounding too ridiculous to hear someone say it, especially coming from someone who came from the dark web.

"What?" I sounded stupid.

"I'm going against what I'm paid to do."

"Was the money not enough?" I responded a little too quickly. "I still have more if that's the issue. I can pay."

"Do you really want to continue?"

"Yes."

"Then kiss like this'll be your last." Without letting me respond, he slammed back his lips against mine.

My eyes went wide as his kisses turned aggressive by the second. More hungrier, rougher like a rabbit animal almost trying to eat my face off. 

“Kiss,” He kisses my lips, “me,” then to my neck, “back.” then back to my lips as he shoves his tongue down my throat.

I was gasping with each breath as he pulled away every time he talked in between kisses. How his hold kept me in place, kept me closer to him in every possible way. How I couldn't push him away even if I tried.

So, this is what it feels like.

My lips moved on their own, as if out of compliance. My hands pulled his face up to mine then I kissed him. Small pecks to kisses then moulding my lips with his, truly an amateur unlike him. I could hear him moan with every kiss like it satisfied him to a degree. God, do I really kiss this loud? 

In my head I thought if I didn't do what he says I'd die sooner than I had planned. 

He could do that. He didn't have to go through all this trouble to fulfil a virgin's wish. He could kill me right now if he wanted to.

“That's it,” he smiled looking right into my eyes with a mischievous glint. “Good girl. Hands up.”

I complied and raised my hand, allowing him to take my shirt off in a second. I stared into his eyes as if begging for something. I whined as he placed kisses all over my body once more until he reached my stomach. He held onto my waist and pulled down my pants leaving me only on my underwear.

I covered myself instinctively and looked away from embarrassment. Suddenly I felt disgusted with myself; all my insecurities were coming in. But this didn’t seem to matter with him as he spread my legs open by force and placed himself in between. I tried to push him away, but he didn’t budge.

“Do you really want this?”

His question put a stop to my resistance. He was right… I should’ve been cooperative if I really wanted this but why was I trying to run away?

“You never told me anything about what turns you on so I’m not too sure if I should continue.”

“Do whatever you want. You’ll have to kill me anyway.” I decided.

“You sure about that?” He tried to laugh it off, awkwardly. “I can tell you that I’m definitely not a great guy, but you could at least live a little. You did pay.”

“Why do you care?” I didn’t want to come off the wrong foot yet hearing those words from a murderer felt off. It only took him a few seconds before he set a distance between me and him. “I don’t care about the money.”

Suddenly a familiar Deja vu hit me. I know this feeling very well as I often get to experience this back home. The familiar moment of silence, the familiar stare with a somewhat disappointed face, and the next thing I know he starts asking me what was wrong.

“It’s the least I could do.”

“How kind…”

“Fine.”

He then got off the bed and went to grab something from under the pillow. It was all happening too fast as I wasn’t able to react on time the second, he pointed a gun to my head. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t speak… even if I wanted to. My mind was already telling me I couldn’t put up a fight with him even if I tried. Now I can feel my memories flashing as if my mind was desperately trying to look for a past experience of how I could conquer this moment.

But I had never had someone point a gun to my face nor was I able to recall how those moves from the action movies I watch. How am I supposed to react? 

“If either of us aren’t going to have fun then let’s just end this quickly.” His eyes looked blanked, a void of no emotions behind them. Truly a killer’s gaze staring me down with his finger right at the trigger ready to pull. 

He bent down to my level, the gun casually started being pointed up my throat making me look up to him eye to eye. We were cheek to cheek; his breath tickled my ears as he exhaled his hot breath.

“I’m in no way a good guy.” His voice vibrated as he spoke to my ear. “But I’m not too much of a monster to let a suicidal slut like you to throw your life away without getting a taste of a good cock.”

I gulped hard. This is what I was getting myself into the moment I entered that page. I knew I should’ve expected this coming but with how gentle and laid back he was at first made me forget this was all a play for my death.

“Will you let me finish my job, or will you waste your hard-earned money for a measly sloppy two-minute kiss?”

“Please…” I begged hesitantly. 

“Please what?” He pushed. “What do you want? Try asking me like I’m your boyfriend.”

“Please… fuck me.”

“How do you want me to fuck you? Tell me, darling. Would you want me to make sweet love to you, or would you rather be fucked like a whore? To be treated like a delicate flower or a cockslut?”

“All. Do whatever you want to do with me.”

“You’ve said that earlier.”

The gun he pointed up my throat was now placed at the side, right at the nightstand where a basket of condoms are displayed. His hand now grabbed a hold of my hair tightly while the other went down to finger my cunt. His knee spread my legs apart while I squirmed under him. 

“It didn’t sound like you meant it.”

“I do mean it!” I whined. “I just wasn’t sure of the right words to say.”

“Really? Are you sure it’s not bullshit I’m hearing right now?” Then he inserted his finger inside me, finding my good spot. I gasped as I tried to close my legs but to no avail, he kept them open.

“Yes! I’m sure. It’s not bullshit— just- just fuck me already!”

Sweat covered our naked bodies as we fucked throughout the night. Roughly, gently, trying out every single position that came up in my head. To him, it was a change he wasn’t really expecting but he didn’t really hate it. We were definitely fucking like bunnies, like wolves on heat, like two lovers that was desperately trying for a child. 

I couldn’t remember how many times I’ve come nor how many times I took his cum inside me. With every thrust I can feel myself feeling fuller and the moment he pulls out his cum leaks out only to be pushed back in or have me swallow it.

I’ve never felt dirty and fucked out at the same time. My thoughts were just running on his cock right now. Fucking me endlessly, he was certainly hard to get my mind off of. 

Soon, our energy died down as his thrusts slowed down yet still pounding inside me. His moans were definitely a turn on, and his groans… how he sounds like he’s growling at every stroke of his cock against my walls or inside my mouth makes me feel like I’ve accomplished something. He was gorgeous and I’m making this gorgeous man feel good; that made me clench my pussy even more.

“Fuck, you’re getting tighter.” He moaned. “How’s that even possible?”

“Ngghh…”

I didn’t respond as I was too busy fucking myself dumb on his cock, my hands on his chest while I ride him. 

“You feel so good inside me!” I whined. “Please don’t stop– don’t stop!! Fuck me- fuck me harder, daddy!”

“I’m gonna- I’m close—”

“Inside! I want it inside, please!! Fill me up, come inside me!”

I felt his cock softening inside me while my body slowly flopped down to his chest. With little movement, he had pulled out his cock yet I whined and begged him to keep it inside me. I pushed myself up just to place his softened cock inside me groaning in the process as I felt it enter inside me once again. I looked back down and saw his eyes had shut tight. Maybe I’m putting too much stimulation on him but just this once I wanted to be selfish.

“Fuck,” he muttered under his breath. “Didn’t think you’d ask for more, slut. Really making your first worth it, huh?”

“Why? You wanna fuck me again next time? I already paid you, might as well make the most of it.”

“No shame in asking for a reschedule, darlin’. I might reconsider.”

“You tryna keep me alive just to be your fucktoy?”

He held onto my waist then switched places with me, putting me under him earning a surprised gasp from me. I let out a small laugh not realizing his cock had pulled out from inside me as he placed quick kisses on my lips.

“I’m saying that I’m starting to like you.”

I looked at him dumbfounded, like he was speaking alien. Was this another one of his games? Was he just messing with me right now? How could he…?

I responded without thinking, “Haven’t had pussy this good.”

He smiled devilishly then sucked on my throat leaving hickies, “you wouldn’t believe it.”

I moaned yet I pushed him off of me to set a bit of a distance. Now I felt uncomfortable once again.

“You’re kidding right?”

“You wanna fuck another round just to prove to you I’m not joking?”

“You don’t have to do that— wait, huh- why are you saying this all of a sudden?”

“You don’t have to kill yourself.”

“That’s rich coming from a hired gunman. What’s it to you if I live or die? Haven’t you done this before?”

“Kill people? Yeah. fuck them before killing them? Not quite.”

“What’s the difference?”

“I want to pull you out of your reality and become part of mine.”

My eyebrows furrowed at his proposal, “you want me to kill people too?”

“If it gets you to live, sure.”

This was not something I expected to happen. I was certain that as we fucked, he couldn’t grab the gun and pulled the trigger to kill me yet none of that happened. I was wondering how long we’d have to pull each other's hair and exchange spit before I get to die.

“I don’t think I understand. You agreed to kill me after fulfilling my wish yet here you are telling me I should reconsider because you’ve liked my pussy too much?”

“Your pussy’s good but not that good. Maybe I want to fuck you a bit longer. Can you really blame a man?”

“You want to rape me?”

“Not what I was going for, maybe a little too far off.”

“Then what?!”

At this point I was already getting frustrated. Our conversation was getting nowhere and it seems he’s just passing the time now that I can see the clock turning to 3 in the morning.

“I’ve already left my family, cut off my contact with them, told all my regrets and shits I’ve done my entire life and you’re telling me to keep living?”

“Maybe you don’t need to go back. You could just start a new life.”

“What kind of dark web gunman are you? Aren’t you supposed to just be fucking weird and ruthless—”

“I kill people for a living but I’m not that kind of a monster.” His hand forcefully grabbed my jaw which stopped me from talking. It hurts… it felt as if he was trying to pull my head off my body as he held on to it tightly. “I happen to do a good deed once in a while and you became my lucky participant. That means I don’t get to harm you.”

I couldn’t speak as I struggled to let his hand release me from his tightening hold. Tears slowly build up in my eyes from the pain.

“It’s not money I am after. I couldn’t care less about that. I just want you to live a little longer from the goodness in my heart.”

“Ple… please…” I begged. “Let go…”

He released me from his hold and pushed me back down to the bed then laid beside me.

“I’ll clean you up later but right now just shut your eyes and take a rest.”

I didn’t want to speak anymore just in case I might fuel his suppressed anger a bit more. Perhaps he could finally kill me that way but I didn’t want to suffer a painful death.

As he pulled the blanket to cover our naked bodies, my eyes shut, and I fell asleep.

buy me a ko-fi?

[honeygem]

// JJK: Kusakabe Atsuya -

a/n: oh, goddd I don't know what this guy does to me but it's definitely working. I met some guy at a cosplay event that I went to, and he was cosplaying Kusakabe, together with his friends who are cosplaying Aki-47(lol) and Gojo. I had already left when I realized his character and I wanted to cry... well at least I manage to take a photo with them. I went as Nanami, but I didn't have a wig nor a necktie or suspenders or his weapon. I'm very poor. PS I am not thirsting for the cosplayer. Just want to clear that up.

contains: smut, cunnilingus, self-degradation, use of daddy/babygirl.

"Ain't this what you wanted, sweetheart?"

Atsuya had been playing with your clit with his tongue for the past hour now. It made you wonder how long he can still go or how even he is still able to go for an hour now. How was he not getting tired? How can he manage to be satisfied just by eating you out?

He definitely made you feel wonders to your pussy but even with his skillful tongue going in and out of your weeping and overstimulated pussy, you surely wanted to have more. You wanted something much longer... much thicker... his cock.

"Daddy..." You whined. "Daddy, please. I need more."

Atsuya hummed against your pussy, the vibrations causing you to arch your back and let out a moan. Your hand instinctively went to his hair and pulled it. You didn't know what you were doing at this point, would you want him to pull away or push him further against your wet pussy and had you come once again?

"What do you need, darlin'? Tell daddy." He smiled as he looked up to you and gave one final lick on your pussy before latching himself off.

"Need your cock... please, I need it so badly. I want it inside me. I want you to fuck me, daddy. Make me your cockslut, your whore."

"My... guess my babygirl wants be treated differently. You wanna be fuck hard, baby?"

"Please daddy. Make me cum. M' pussy needs your thick hard cock, daddy."