hyugaruma

[hyugaruma]

For So Long (Hanaoka Fujio x Reader)

Hanaoka Fujio x childhood best friend!reader (someone needs to take this character + this trope away from me fr)

Genre: Smut, Fluff

MDNI! Read at your own risk! I'm not one to police what you read or how you use your internet but please read at your own discretion!

Warnings: Smut, use of pet names like Princess, Love, Pretty Girl, etc. P in V, no protection is used during either sex scene (don't do this, protection is important), mention of Plan B, may contain inaccuracies (let me know if I missed anything to update this section)

Use of Y/n

I always write my main characters with female pronouns and physical features regardless of it being a self insert or an OC because that is what is easiest for me. If you do not identify with anything I've written please feel free to change that up while you read to fit you!

This story is 5.6k words long

This is my first full attempt at writing smut, please be nice to me :)

Fujio has a crush on Y/n. He’s had a crush on her since they were 8, maybe longer, but he remembers really knowing he liked her more than a friend at age 8. He hasn’t told her because he’s scared that it’ll ruin the friendship or that she doesn’t feel the same.

What Fujio doesn’t know, is that Y/n feels the same way. Y/n didn’t know it until age 12 that she felt more for him than a friend does, but she would never admit it. She’s been telling herself, “It’s best to keep the friendship as is than lose it”, but it’s getting harder to stick to that as the days continue to go by. 

Was his smile always that cute?

Did his eyes always shine that way when he talks about something he is passionate about?

And his arms- NO!

Y/n had to stop this, she couldn’t keep crushing on the boy who she’s been friends with since they were literal babies. So what does she do? Try and find a new crush. 

Y/n had started talking to a boy she went to school with. He was really nice and really cute. He wanted to go on a date with Y/n, which sounds great in hindsight, but it made Y/n panic. She had never been on a date, or kissed someone, or held someone’s hand, or done anything romantic before. So how does Y/n get over this panic? Enlist the help of her best friend Fujio.

School had gotten out and Fujio and Y/n agreed to hang out at his house like usual. Out of the Hopeless Estate childhood friend group, the two still lived close to each other, so they hung out together often. 

Fujio waited outside of Y/n’s school for her so they could walk back to his place together. Y/n said bye to her friends, running to give Fujio a hug. Fujio didn’t miss the “Is that Y/n’s boyfriend?” whispers from the surrounding students, either Y/n didn’t hear or she didn’t care to correct them; he hoped it was the latter. 

“Hey stranger. Ready to go?” she asked him.

“Yes. I’m exhausted, let’s go home,” he said. Fujio let go of the hug and wrapped one arm around Y/n as they both walked back to his house.

Fujio opened the door and Y/n followed him inside, making her way to his bed and lying down as she usually did. Fujio flopped onto the other side of her, pulling out his phone while he listened to Y/n rant about her day. It suddenly got quiet. “Y/n? Are you okay?”

“Is your mom coming home tonight?”

“No, she’s out with that one guy she’s seeing so I’m home alone. Why?”

“Can I… ask you for help with something?”

“Yeah, what do you need?”

“So, there’s this boy I’m talking to from school.”

This caught Fujio’s attention. He threw his phone to the side, sitting up and looking at Y/n. “Who is it?”

“A boy.”

“Yeah. What’s his name?”

“I’m not telling you that! You’ll find him and scare him away. Can you listen now?”

“I’m listening!”

“This boy I’m talking to wants to go out on a date in two days, but I’m nervous because what if he wants to like kiss me and then I don’t know what I’m doing?! I’ve never kissed anyone before.”

“I don’t see why that matters…”

“He’s been in other relationships before! I don’t want to not know what I’m doing you know what I mean? What if it makes him not like me because I don’t know what I’m doing and it’s not good enough?! So…can you help me practice?”

Fujio’s eyes widened, they must’ve bulged out of his head. “Why would I do that Y/n?!” 

“If you won’t help me then I’ll go ask Seiji instead,” she said with a pout as she got up off his bed.

Fujio pulled her back down to her previous spot. “How would Seiji help you?! He hasn’t kissed anybody before! All he ever does is study.”

“At least he’ll agree to help me!”

“Okay fine! I’ll help you! What do you need help with?”

“I don’t know! I’ve never done this before! Have you?”

“Yes, I have,” he confidently answered her.

“Okay, well then, can I just kiss you and then you tell me if it’s good or bad?”

“Yes I will do that for you Y/n.” 

Y/n turned her body to face Fujio, heart beating so loud she felt as if it was plugged into a boombox for the whole neighborhood to hear. Fujio’s heart was racing so fast he hoped Y/n didn’t hear it. Y/n reached over and quickly kissed Fujio, pulling back to look at him. “Good? Bad?”

“That’s too short Y/n. Like this,” he said as he reached out to hold her face, tilting his head to kiss her. His hands going from caressing her jaw, to pulling her into his lap. Y/n didn’t fight Fujio for dominance under the pre-tense that he was guiding her (totally not because she liked what was happening). The two didn’t break away until they both needed air, the sound of heavy breathing occupying the room. 

“Better?” she asked in a volume no higher than a whispered.

“Better,” he said.

“Can I try again?” she asked. He nodded, not objecting to the chance to kiss her again. 

Y/n followed the movements Fujio did, holding his jaw as she tilted her head to give him a deeper kiss. Fujio tightened his arms around her waist, pulling her closer, if possible. Y/n’s hands left his jaw, circling around his neck. Fujio bit on her bottom lip, sucking on it afterwards to soothe the sting. Fujio broke the kiss, Y/n letting out a small whimper from the lost contact and chasing his lips. Fujio placed a small kiss on her lips before trailing down to her neck, leaving open-mouthed kisses down her neck. He got to a sensitive spot near her collarbone, making Y/n let out a moan. Fujio continued to suck on that spot, wanting to get a reaction out of Y/n. 

Y/n felt the heat begin to pool in between her legs, half of her conscience saying this is wrong while the other half was screaming, wanting Fujio to do whatever he wanted to her. The sensation was making her dizzy, but her need for friction began overpowering any rational thought in her brain. Y/n grinded down on Fujio’s lap, feeling his hard-on that she hadn’t realized was there before. Fujio let up, resting his forehead against Y/n’s. “We don’t have to keep going Y/n. Only if you want to. I won’t force you to do anything.”

“I want to keep going.”

“Are you sure?”

Y/n nodded her head, her voice failing her at the moment.

“Tell me to stop and I will okay?”

Y/n nodded her head once more. Fujio kissed her again, taking his left hand to squeeze her breast while his right hand stayed on her hip, guiding her grinding motion. Fujio slightly lifted his hips, needing to feel Y/n on him. Y/n moaned into Fujio’s mouth, hands grabbing onto his shoulders. Fujio went back to sucking on her collarbone, this time on the opposite side. Y/n put her head on Fujio’s shoulder, using one hand to cover her mouth, muffling her moans. 

“Don’t hide your pretty moans from me Princess,” he said as he moved her hand away from her mouth and helping her out of her uniform blazer. The two continued to makeout while Fujio unbuttoned Y/n’s shirt, slipping it off and throwing it somewhere on his floor. Fujio broke off the kiss, getting himself out of his black uniform blazer and pulling his button shirt over his head, not bothering to unbutton it properly and pulled Y/n back in for another kiss.

Fujio unclasped Y/n’s bra, throwing it with the rest of their tops on the floor. He reached under her skirt, pulling down her panties and discarding it with the other clothing pieces. Y/n tried to unzip her skirt, but Fujio stopped her. “Keep it on. It’s cute on you. Especially after you hemmed it to make it shorter than the standard length.”

“I did it for you, but I didn’t think you would notice.” 

“I notice everything about you Y/n,” he said as he helped Y/n onto her back, his arms holding himself up over her as he kissed down her sternum and her boobs. He took her right nipple into his mouth, circling his tongue and sucking down on it while he massaged the other. Y/n let out a moan, pressing her legs together. Fujio reached his right hand under skirt, parting her legs and letting his fingers dancing over her slicked folds.

“Fuck Y/n,” he said as he felt her tremble under his touch.

“Please Fujio.”

“Please what Princess?”

“Please touch me. Do anything. I need you.”

He didn’t have to be told twice. Fujio pushed her knees up, lowering himself to align with her core. He started out slow, small kisses and licks to her slit. Y/n whimpered at the switch between contact and no contact with Fujio’s mouth. 

“You taste so sweet Y/n,” he moaned into her as he continued to taste her, sending vibrations through her body. Fujio looked at Y/n with a darker mischievious glint in his eyes, going all in. He alternated between dragged his tongue through her folds and sucking on her clit. He slowed down to insert one finger, making her gasp. He let her get used to it before he inserted another, pumping into her and scissoring to get her ready if she wanted to go any further. “Faster Fujio, faster,” she said breathlessly. Fujio pumped his fingers at a slightly faster pace, continuing to suck on her clit. Y/n’s fingers grabbed onto the hem of her skirt, then entangled themselves in his hair.

“Fuck, Fujio, It’s - I’m gonna-” 

“It’s okay, let go,” said Fujio. He picked up his pace again, pumping his fingers, sticking his tongue in her and then sucking on her clit. Who was he to deny his favorite person her orgasm? Y/n moaned, the knot in her stomach popping and releasing. Fujio helped her through her high, continuing to pump his fingers and not letting any of her cum escape his tongue. 

Y/n’s breathing slowed down, the fog in her mind slightly clearing up. Fujio came back up to give her a kiss. Y/n could still taste herself on his tongue even though he had swallowed all of her release.

“Need you inside Fujio. Please?” asked Y/n as her hands went down to undo Fujio’s pants.

“I wouldn’t tell you ‘no’ Y/n, you know that,” he said as he left another kiss on her lips. Fujio discarded his pants and underwear on the floor with the rest of their clothes, this time also unzipping and taking off her skirt. His dick was hard and leaking pre-cum. Fujio reached over to his nightstand to pull out a condom when Y/n stopped him. “Can we… do it without one? Only if that’s okay.” Fujio didn’t think his boner could get any harder than it already was, but he felt blood rush through his dick and constrict more than it already did with her words.

“Of course we can pretty-girl.” Fujio pumped himself in his hand a few times, coating his dick with his pre-cum before lining it up with Y/n’s core. “Tell me if it hurts okay?” Y/n nodded at him. He started with inserting his tip, pushing in slightly and then pulling back out. Fujio did it again, making sure Y/n was okay before completely inserting himself inside her. He fit inside her perfectly. “Fuck Y/n, it’s like you were made for me.” Y/n agreed while letting out a gasp at the stretch and the sting. Fujio held Y/n’s arms above her head, interlocking their fingers and kissing her to take her mind off of the pain. “Tell me when the pain stops and I’ll move,” he said as he continued to kiss her.

A few moments after the pain had subsided, Y/n broke the kiss. “You can move now.”

Fujio began moving his hips, pulling out halfway and then going back in. He went in a steady pace at first, moaning at how Y/n’s walls felt wrapped around his cock. He moaned into her mouth as he kissed her. Y/n’s hands squeezed his, she let out whimpers at the feeling of him sliding in and out of her. “You can go faster Fujio.”

“I don’t want to be rough with you Y/n. Don’t want you to get hurt.”

“I can take it. I won’t break. Faster please?” she said as she looked up at him with pleading eyes. Growing up Fujio had never been able to say no to Y/n, especially not when she looks at him like that, he wouldn’t start now. So Fujio moved his hips faster, leaving hickies on her neck and chest as he pounded into her. Y/n let loud moans leave her lips, turning on Fujio more because he was the one making her feel this way. Praises, strings of “like that” and “feel so good” leaving her mouth as he continued pounding into her fueling his ego and his arousal.   

Fujio picked up speed, hitting a place that made Y/n scream with pleasure. “Fuck! Right there Fujio!” He continued pulling out almost all the way and then ramming back into her as he lowered his mouth to suck more hickies onto her chest. With her hands now free from Fujio’s grasp, Y/n held onto him, leaving red scratch marks on his back. “Fujio I’m close.”

“Me too love, where do you want me?”

“Inside. Inside please Fujio.”

“Fuck, okay Y/n.”

Both came at the same time, the room being drowned in sounds of pleasure. Fujio continued pumping his load inside Y/n and helping her through her high. Y/n was on cloud 9, full of Fujio. She pulled him down for another kiss, her sounds of pleasure getting lost in between kissing Fujio. 

Fujio pulled out of her, watching as both of their releases dripped out of Y/n. “Y/n I might get hard again,” he said as he kissed her again. Y/n took his fingers and guided him, shoving it back into her hole. “Don’t tease me Y/n,” he said as he left another kiss on her lips. She simply laughed at his words. “Let me take care of you, stay here.” Fujio walked into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and came back out with a damp washcloth to wipe up Y/n and a towel to wipe up any other mess around them. “Let’s go Y/n.”

“I don’t want to ~” she whined.

“No, come on, you need to clean up so you feel better afterwards,” he said. Y/n shook her head “no” at him playfully. Fujio laughed at her and picked her up bridal style. “Come on,” he said as he took them to the bathroom. He opened the glass door of the shower and set her inside before following her in. 

Fujio back hugged Y/n as the hot water rained down on them. Fujio began kissing her shoulder, hands moving from around her waist to massage her breasts. Y/n laughed as she put her hands over his. “Did we not just get done having sex outside?”

“I could have sex with you and never get tired of it. I’ve wanted to do that for so long you don’t even know.”

“Have sex with me?”

“Have sex with you, make you feel good, and ask you to be my girlfriend so that I could always make you feel good. In every way possible because I love you,” he said as he looked at her.

Y/n untangled his hands from her and turned around to face him, hugging him around the waist and looking up at him. “And how long have you thought this?”

“I’ve been in love with you since we were 8 Y/n, I’ve had fantasies about pleasuring you since we hit puberty. You do the math pretty-girl,” he said as he kissed her.

Y/n reciprocated the kiss with just as much passion, breaking away to rest her forehead on his. “So... all the running away from my feelings I’ve been doing, have been for nothing?” she asked as she looked at him. 

“It would seem so. I’ve been in love with you since forever Y/n. I just didn’t say anything because you were always running. I thought you didn’t feel the same.”

“I feel stupid now.”

“Just a little dumb, but you’ll be mine right?” he asked her.

“Yes I will,” she said as she leaned up to kiss him. The kiss led to a makeout session. Fujio holding her waist with one hand while the other went down to squeeze her butt, making Y/n giggle into the kiss.

Y/n reached her hand down to stroke his dick, feeling it become hard in her hands. Y/n broke off from the kiss, getting down on her knees and pushing Fujio to lean on the back of the shower. “You don’t have to do that Y/n.”

“I know, but I want to,” she said as she looked up at him through her lashes, driving him slightly insane. Y/n kissed his tip first, then running her tongue along his slit, and sucking on the head like a lollipop. Fujio’s hands found their way to her hair, lightly gripping as to not hurt her, and letting out a moan at the feeling of her sucking his tip. Y/n continued to suck his tip and circle her tongue around his head. She put one hand on his thigh to steady herself while the other massaged his balls. Fujio let out a restrained grunt as she continued, not wanting to finish too soon because he didn’t want this to end. Y/n took more of his dick into her mouth, slowly making her way down to his base. Once she reached the base of his dick, nose brushing against his pelvic bone, she pulled away; resulting in Fujio letting out a groan at the loss of contact. Y/n took him back in her mouth and began bobbing her head back and forth, moaning as she gave him a blow job. Fujio involuntarily began to thrust into her mouth, the feeling of her mouth wrapping around him feeling too good not to move. After a few more thrusts, he pulled her off him and back up. He turned her around, pinning her up against the shower wall and lined his cock up with her slit and pushed in. His hands going back to massaging her boobs, his head dropping to her shoudler as he pushed into her from behind. “Didn’t want to cum in your mouth Y/n. Want to cum inside your pussy,” he said as he continued pounding into her.

The sound of wet skin slapping against each other, the sound of Fujio’s dick inside of Y/n, and both their moans filled the bathroom as did the steam from the shower. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, harder Jio, harder,” moaned Y/n. Fujio put his hand under Y/n’s chin, turning her to the side, kissing her as he continued to piston into her. One of his hands left her breast to rub her clit. The feeling of everything made Y/n scream in pleasure, her moans coming out in a choppy pattern as the pleasure Fujio was making her feel was making her breathless and head empty. Her orgasm this time felt different, it felt like more. Fujio pounding into her, rubbing her clit, massaging her breast, and also kissing her was so much going on at once, Y/n didn’t just cum, she squirted. Fujio stayed inside her, overstimulating her. “Too much Jio, it’s too-”

“Just a little more Princess,” he said as he kept going. He continued pumping until Y/n was done and he emptied his load of cum inside her. Y/n was out of breath, her breathing a bit irregular. 

“Are you okay Princess?” asked Jio as he left a chaste kiss on her shoulder.

“I’m fine. Just tired again.”

“Let me actually help you this time,” he said.

Y/n hugged Fujio and laid her head on his chest while he showered them. Washing her hair with her shampoo and conditioner she kept at his house, washing her body, and taking care of down there because she was still sensitive after three orgasms. 

When they were done, Fujio stepped out of the shower, getting two towels to wrap around Y/n’s body and around his waist. He bridal carried her back out to his room, setting her on his bed. Fujio grabbed another towel and Y/n’s comb to help towel dry and brush her hair. “You always make me feel like a princess Fujio.”

“Because you’re my princess Y/n.”

“Let me help you too,” she said as she took the towel and towel dried Fujio’s hair and brushed it. Fujio got into his sleep clothes and helped Y/n into one of his t-shirts to sleep.

Y/n had gotten quiet. Not the kind of quiet where it was comfortable, but the kind of quiet like she was scared to talk. “What’s wrong Y/n?” asked a concerned Fujio.

“Was I- Did I- Am I better than… the other girl? Or girls?”

“What other girls Y/n?”

“Earlier when I first asked you if you knew what you were doing and if you had kissed anyone before, you said you did because you’ve kissed someone before… Did I do better than her? Did I compare at all?”

Fujio let out a small laugh as he caressed her jaw, “I was lying Y/n.”

“Huh?!”

“I was lying. I’ve never kissed anyone else before or did anything intimate with anyone either. I just said that to see how you would react and so you would think that I could help you practice how to kiss that other boy. Now you don’t need to know how to kiss him though, do you?”

“No, I guess not.”

“Go to sleep Y/n, I have to take you home early tomorrow before school so you can go get ready.”

“Okay,” she said as she snuggled into him and fell asleep.

Fujio combed his fingers through her hair, admiring her as she slept. She was finally his.

The next morning Y/n woke up, Fujio was already awake and ready to go. “Why didn’t you wake me up Fujio?”

“It’s still early love. I just woke up earlier to go grab something for you from the store and to get your other uniform from your house and your makeup so you could sleep more.”

“Wow, Fujio waking up early? That’s unheard of. I must be really special or something.”

“You are,” he said as he kissed her temple. 

“Did you run into my parents while you were at my place?”

“Your dad was gone already but your mom was still home. Don’t worry, I lied and said you came over and fell asleep after a late movie night.”

“You are a life saver, truly.” Fujo held up a pill and a glass of water to her, motioning for her to take it. “What’s this Jio?”

“Plan B. I ran out to get you some this morning. I did cum in you twice yesterday. I wouldn’t mind a little one of us running around but I know you don’t want that right now, and frankly I don’t want your parents or my mom murdering me so this is for precaution,” he said as he held up the pill to her.

“Have I told you you’re the best?”

“Only in a friends context.”

“Well, today is day one of you being my boyfriend and you’re already doing a wonderful job. Thank you,” she said as she took the pill and chased it with water. “Can you get out so I can get changed?”

“Y/n… I literally ripped your clothes off of you and saw you naked all night yesterday.”

“It’s not the same!”

“Yes it is!”

“Okay you don’t have to leave the room but at least turn around!” Fujio rolled his eyes playfully and turned to face the wall. Y/n stripped off his t-shirt and put on new undergarments. Y/n put on her shirt, but before she could button the white uniform shirt, she looked at herself in Fujio’s mirror and saw the state of her neck and chest. “Oh no…”

“What is it love?”

“Fujio…WHY WOULD YOU LEAVE THIS MANY HICKIES IN SUCH NOTICABLE PLACES?!”

“You weren’t complaining yesterday.”

“Yeah, and yesterday I didn’t see what I looked like and what state you left me in you vampire.”

Fujio turned around and attacked her in a hug with his cute little grin. “You still love me though right Y/n?” 

“Yes I do, but now I have to cover everything up with makeup!” she exclaimed as she pulled out her concealer and ran to the bathroom to cover everything up.

Fujio grabbed the rest of Y/n’s uniform and followed her into his bathroom. “You should see what state you left me in,” he says as he puts the remaining pieces of her uniform next to her on the counter.

“What did I do?” Fujio turned around and took off his uniform blazer and his white and black button up shirt, lifting up his muscle shirt inside to show her his back. Y/n’s eyes widened, she brought her hand up to cover her mouth as she laughed. “Oh…Fujio I’m so sorry! Does it hurt?”

“No. I kind of like how they look, and how they made me feel when you were clawing at my back.”

Y/n hit his arm, the two laughing as she continued to get ready while he stood in the doorway to talk to her and accompany her. 

When Y/n was done getting ready and done getting dressed, the two left for school. Fujio was gonna walk her to school before heading to Oya. The two walked hand in hand as they talked about everything and yet nothing all at once. Nothing changed between them really, just that now they had a “boyfriend and girlfriend” label and were romantically affectionate rather than platonic. 

“I guess I’m gonna have to turn that boy down today huh?”

“Yes. Tell him you have a strong boyfriend who will beat him up if he tries to talk to you or ask you out on that date.”

“I’ll remember to do that. You’re really famous at my school you know? People talk about you all the time so he’ll know who you are.”

“Good to know.”

“Also, I’m hanging out with Madoka after school so you don’t have to pick me up.”

“Then I’ll pick you up from wherever you are to bring you home. I’m sure Shinya will be picking her up, so I’ll come get you so we can go home.”

“My house or yours?”

“Well, that’ll depend on what you want to do. I’ll be alone again tonight if you’re wondering at all.”

Y/n rolled her eyes at her boyfriends antics. “We can go back to your place tonight. Come up with a good story to tell my mom though.”

“I will.”

The duo arrived in front of Y/n’s school. Y/n gave Fujio a goodbye kiss before waving to him and entering the gates. Before she entered the school building, she turned back around to wave at him one more time, blowing him a kiss. Fujio smiled at her, catching the kiss before leaving for Oya.

Bonus scenes!

Like any typical day at Oya, the Oya guys got into fights with other guys who came from different schools. The Fujio faction had just finished a fight. Everyone was spread out in their own respective spots on the Oya rooftop. The heat was getting to him, so Fujio took off his blazer and button up shirt, leaving him only in his muscle tank. The other Fujio faction guys were all talking until it gradually became quiet. Fujio was drinking his water, minding his own business when he heard the silence and felt everyone else’s eyes on him. He turned around and looked at the other guys confused. “What? Why are you guys looking at me like that?”

“Fujio-san… what the hell happened to your back?! Did those guys do that during the fight?!” asked Jamuo.

“What?” asked Fujio as he was still confused. “What’s on my back? I swear I blocked anything from hitting my back.”

Tsukasa turned Fujio to get a better look from where he sat on their couch. “They look like scratches. Did you get a tiger for a pet or something?”

The realization hit Fujio, causing him to laugh. Fujio sat down on the couch and looked at everyone. “I didn’t get a pet tiger. I got those from my girl.”

“YOUR GIRL?!” they all shouted at him.

“SINCE WHEN DID YOU HAVE A GIRL?” shouted Kiyoshi as he sat next to Yasushi across the rooftop. 

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN ‘SINCE WHEN’?! SHE’S BEEN MINE SINCE FOREVER!” Fujio shouted back.

“Ohhh we know who you’re talking about,” said Shibaman.

“Y/n right?” asked Tsuji

“Mhmm,” said Fujio with a proud smile on his face.

Tsukasa looked at Fujio in disbelief, “No…. you’re joking!” Fujio shook his head in a “no” motion at him. “Really?! You’re not joking?! You and Y/n are finally dating?!”

“Yep. She’s officially mine now and I’m hers.”

“So then the scratches on your back are from…HUH?!” shouted both Nakagoshi and Nakaoka.

“Yep,” said Fujio with a prideful look. 

“YOU HAVE TO TELL US WHAT HAPPENED!” shouted Nakaoka.

“No, sorry. That’s for me and her. All I’m gonna say is that it was really good.”

Everyone on the rooftop (other than Tsukasa and Todoroki) were shouting over each other to get Fujio to crack and tell them some of the details. Fujio laughed at all of them while he put his shirt and jacket back on and looked at the watch on his wrist. “Oh my, look at the time. I have to go pick up my girlfriend and take her home. Bye guys! See you guys tomorrow,” he said as he left the rooftop, the others still shouting after him. 

Y/n had to stay after school to help a teacher with something and ended up running late to meet up with Madoka. Y/n ran and ran and then eventually got to her meet up spot with Madoka. “Madoka I’m so sorry! I had to help one of my teachers and ran late!” said Y/n as she had her hands resting on her knees, tired from the running.

“I thought you ghosted me and weren’t coming anymore,” said Madoka.

“I would never! I just got caught up I swear!” exclaimed Y/n. As she stood up to look at Madoka, she wiped the sweat around her face and her neck, forgetting that she had makeup there and smudging it, exposing what she was hiding underneath. Madoka looked at Y/n’s shirt collar and then back at her.

“Y/n?”

“Hmm?”

“Why is there makeup all over your shirt collar?”

“I- um-”

“IS THAT A BRUISE?! WHO HIT YOU?! TELL ME RIGHT NOW SO I CAN GO BEAT THEM UP!”

“Oh no no no no! No! No one hit me Madoka! It’s-”

“YOU BETTER HAVE A GOOD EXPLANATION FOR ME Y/N! WHAT ARE YOU NOT TELLING ME?!”

“I’ll tell you on the way to the cafe,” said Y/n as she looped her arm with Madoka’s.

The two began walking to the new cafe they wanted to try and all you could hear was “HAH?! YOU AND FUJIO?! FUJIO DID WHAT?!”

After their hangout, the two girls stood outside of the cafe waiting for their boyfriends. “Doka! Let’s go home!” said Shinya as he arrived to walk Madoka home.

“IT'S MADOKA! And hold on, I have to talk to Fujio first,” said Madoka.

“Oh. Is Fujio picking you up Y/n?” asked Shinya.

“Mm-hmm. He’s walking me home.”

“Princess Y/n! Let’s go home!” said Fujio as he approached the trio.

Madoka was on a mission, marching towards Fujio before he made it to where the other three were standing. Madoka grabbed Fujio by the ear, pulling him down to her eye level.

“OW! DOKA WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”

“LISTEN HERE YOU LITTLE SHIT! IF YOU BREAK Y/N’S HEART I’M GONNA BREAK YOUR BONES YOU HEAR ME?! AND IT’S MADOKA NOT DOKA! LET’S GO SHINYA!” she shouted as she let go of Fujio.

“What is all that about?” Shinya asked Y/n.

“Um… Fujio and I started dating and Madoka says she’s gonna kill him if he hurts me?”

“YOU GUYS ARE DATING?!” exclaimed Shinya.

“Yes?”

“Finally! I was so sick and tired of him talking about how much he liked you but thought you didn’t like him back. You guys are gonna be fine,” said Shinya as he gave Y/n a hug before walking away with Madoka.  

Fujio rubbed his ear to make the pain go away. “If I ever break your heart, Doka is gonna break me. Got it,” he said.

“But you wouldn’t do that right?”

“Of course not! Now let’s go home. My bed misses us,” he said as he put his arm around her waist to go home. “How did the date rejection go?”

“He asked why I was calling the date off and I said I have a boyfriend now. He asked who, I said your name, and he backed off pretty quickly, so I think it went pretty smoothly."

"That's good. Tell me if anyone bothers you. I'll beat them up!"

"I will, but I'm sure no one will bother me now that the whole school knows I'm dating Hanaoka Fujio."

You made it to the end! Did you like it?! I tried my best with this one, hopefully it's good enough! I did edit and proof-read it but there could still be mistakes because I'm prone to having spelling and grammar mistakes.

I've never written smut before and I don't plan to write it often, you'll probably see a story with smut in it every now and then from here on out though, but this was an idea I had floating around my brain and needed to get it out of there so I could focus😂

Since this is my first real attempt at writing smut, there may be some inaccuracies and may not be that great but hopefully it eventually improves! Likes, reblogs, comments, and critiques are greatly appreciated if you want to leave any of those.

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could literally be Ryo in the future, but his driving so ass Amagai pushes him into the passenger seat and drives it himself

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Cobra before depression

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The results are in, and the winner is… Smokey!

Let’s settle this debate once and for all.

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S.w.o.r.d celebrating their win against Kuryu;Bottoms up! Naomi:Yamato put Cobra down. Cobra:Yeah put me down so I can kill you. *Rocky hands Hyuga hundred bucks*

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kaito would gladly obey her

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Let’s settle this debate once and for all.

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The social media adventures of High &Low

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SMUT PROMPTS: Hayashi Ranmaru ☆

[nsfw below the cut]

cw: general ranmaru shitheadery + dub-con? + he’s toxic, shocker

“Behave.”

His grip was tight, your jaw aching in his unrelenting hold. The intensity of his cruel and unwavering gaze settled deep in your chest, so heavy that you wondered if it might drag you to your hands and knees. It wouldn’t have been the first time you found yourself on your knees for Ranmaru, nor you imagined it would have been the last. But, you remained strong in your conviction, resisting the weakness you felt in your legs in an attempt to face the unrivaled ruthlessness that was Ranmaru.

The reason behind Ranmaru’s sudden anger nothing short of mystified you; one moment you were dancing on the dance floor of one of Doubt’s territory-owned clubs, the next moment he was snatching you away into one of the back rooms, frothing with a fury you had never seen from him before. Ranmaru, usually so cold and heartless in all his endeavors, was taken control of by something so hot and riled that you hardly recognized the man before you. A certain something you couldn’t quite pinpoint glimmered behind his dark eyes.

You rewinded through the events of the night, trying to pinpoint the exact moment the flip switched in him. You and Ranmaru arrived at the club together, and he promptly left you alone to privately discuss Doubt matters with Takano and Hirai. You danced for a while before taking to the bar, sipping on drink after drink, each one on the house due to your close affiliation with Ranmaru. Ranmaru found you at the bar and scarcely offered you a second glance before getting his own drink and retreating back into the depths of the club. You found solace in an easy and lighthearted with the bartender, a younger man whose warmth didn’t contend with the club’s dodgy atmosphere. A few more drinks and many laughs shared between you and the bartender when Ranmaru reappeared, this time grabbing your arm in his unforgiving grip and proceeding to drag you to one of the rooms in the back of the club—

It finally clicked. Your eyes widened as you looked up at him, his own wild and untamed gaze never leaving you, not even for a moment. It dawned on you, almost completely unthinkable, that Ranmaru was jealous. You didn’t dare think to voice this realization, well aware of the fact that this would only fuel his anger. You swallowed the lump in your throat before proceeding to attempt negotiations. “Ranmaru, I—“

“Take off your clothes.”

You blinked up at him, once, twice, in disbelief at the words that left his mouth. You could still faintly hear the beat of the music from the main room, nearly thumping in tune with the thundering of your own heartbeat. The room he had led you to was small, nearly empty save for a table with two chairs in the center and a washer and dryer in the corner, both so coated in layers of rust that you doubted they’d been used in years. He’d shut the door behind the two of you, but the absence of a lock on the doorknob meant that anybody could walk in at any moment. “What? But I—“

Ranmaru yanked you closer with his grip on your jaw, your teeth instantaneously clamping down so hard that you nearly bit the tip of your tongue off. You could feel his warm breath fan across your face as he exhaled deeply, clearly attempting the minimum amount of restraint he could handle. “I said,” he repeated. “Take off your clothes.”

In the next moment, his hand left your jaw so quick that if not for the dull ache you could have thought you imagined his rough treatment entirely. His eyes never leaving you, Ranmaru took several calculated steps back until he came to the table behind him and plopped himself in one of the chairs. Legs spread to further demonstrate his authority, his hands laid out on each thigh—there was no questioning what exactly he wanted. Despite your better judgment, you could feel yourself salivating at the thought of taking him fully in your mouth, of his hands at the back of your skull as he thrust roughly into the back of your throat, refusing to cease despite the tears running down your cheeks and your hands clutching desperately at his calves as you struggled to breathe, him chasing the high that you were being forced to give him—

“Did you hear me? Or do I have to repeat myself for a third time.” His taut voice cut through your illicit fantasies. “Strip.” You could feel a tingly warmth pooling between your legs. You wanted to be disgusted with yourself, to be disgusted with the fact that you were so turned on by Ranmaru’s mistreatment. But all you could think about in that moment was him and your intolerable need to give him every ounce of pleasure you could possibly withstand. And as you gave a meek and unresisting nod, your hands snaking down to grab the bottom of your dress in compliance with his demands, you couldn’t help but think that maybe you should make Ranmaru jealous more often.

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No comment necessary

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Still really wanna do something High&Low x Battle Royale…

Originally I was thinking about just writing a series, but I also think it would be fun to do a series of polls where y’all pick what happens to the characters…

Maybe I can do a mix of both? Y’all vote on the events and I write them?

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omg the hltwx bestieessss <3

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One thing I realized is that we’re never directly told that Sameoka is the head of Ebara and Himuro the head of Kama. I’ve always just assumed this to be the case

It seems obvious that Sameoka is in charge when he’s the one who ultimately accepts the deal for Ebara to drop out of the alliance after the fight with Doroki, but there’s nothing really telling us that Himuro is the one who’s in charge of Kama, right?

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When Suzuran shows up and Amagai is like “what can just six people do” and Binzo is like “I alone could take all of you”

I believe that

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thought about the character too hard