#🍰 anon

[colonelarr0w]

Hiiii i really like reading some angst stuffs so heres my idea loll!

What about reader never felt like they were ever loved romantically and has been quite the loner for a while. So, to have Gojo confess to the reader has reader confused, but quite happy, but will soon find out that its a dare and Gojo only has the end of the year to make reader date him! (Just say the current month is near december loll)

But as time goes by, Gojo starts to actually have feelings for reader and suddenly reader overheard their convo of Gojo with his friends about the dare...

(PLS IM SORRY IF THIS IS TOO SPECIFIC THISIS ONE OF MY FIRST TIMES REQUESTING SMTHHH. BTW YOU CAN CHANGE THE GOJO TO ANYONE ELSE :3AND ALSO YOU CAN CHOOSE WETHER TO HAVE COMFORT OR NAH. AND THANKS FOR GIVING YOUR TIME TO READ THIS HAVE A NICE DAYY)

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Sypnosis - Gojo was already known to be a heartbreaker, but you didn't stop to think for a second that maybe -- just maybe -- he was trying to break your heart too.

Warning(s) - mature themes, foul language, Gojo is a MAJOR dick in this one, angst

Word Count - 3.1k

A/N - Hi Anon! (STOP IM CRYING I LOVE EMOJI ANONS SO MUCH) So you made the mistake of giving me an angst prompt while also saying that I could maybe add comfort. I will be doing no such thing. Kisses!

! PIECE BEGINS UNDERNEATH THE CUT !

Satoru Gojo was, by every single standard, a lady’s man.  

And you, by every single standard, were the complete opposite of every man’s “ideal type”. 

How you managed to find yourself in a situation where you told others, “I’m dating Satoru Gojo,” felt like a fever dream constructed by the hardest drug.  

The way in which he asked you out was — well — Satoru Gojo. A grand white banner with your name scrawled into it, underneath it the words: Go out with me?  

Of course you accepted, though you were thoroughly confused. You had always been an observer from the shadows, not emerging unless it was absolutely necessary.  

To have the Satoru Gojo ask you out in front of a gaggle of people was off putting — and certainly not anything that you had expected.  

But none of that stopped you from saying yes, which made the snowy-haired male’s smile widen three times in size — if that was even possible.  

“C’mon Satoru, it’s an easy 2,500 Yen,” Geto says, a sly smirk curling the corner of his mouth upward as he leans over the back of the couch. 

Gojo sighs, jutting out his bottom lip as one of his hands busies itself with running through his hair. It wasn’t a terrible bet — even though the payoff didn’t exactly feel worth it.  

“2,500 Yen to ask her out?” Gojo confirms, turning his head and glancing over the rims of his glasses. Geto smirks again, turning his phone and flashing a picture of you at Gojo, just to make sure that he would be asking out the right person. 

“2,500 Yen,” Geto nods. Gojo sighs, his body slumping forward dramatically. Geto grins again, watching his best friend crack down — no way was he turning down a bet that he could easily secure. 

“Fine, you have a deal,” Gojo holds his hand out, failing to hold back the smirk that curls his mouth upward as Geto slaps his hand against Gojo’s. 

The two shake on it, and the bet is made. 

But, of course, you were oblivious to all of that. You believed that, for the very first time, someone looked at you in a way that wasn’t strictly platonic. Someone loved you — really, truly loved you. 

And what an extravagant partner Gojo was, buying you small trinkets that he believed you would like, taking you to restaurants that you had looked at on the street for a moment too long — he had even forced himself to learn how to ice skate because you mentioned offhandedly that it would be nice to skate with someone.  

For the first time in a very long time, you felt connected to someone. Conversations flowed so easily between you both, never forced or uncomfortable. It was as if you had known each other your entire lives.  

Gojo knew that it was fake — you thought it was truly real.  

< … > 

“(Y/N)! There you are!” Gojo calls out with a flashy wave of his arm. Once you’re in reach of him, he latches onto you, nose nuzzling into your hair. 

You let out a startled squeak at the force of his body against yours, but immediately loosen up and return his embrace, snuggling as deeply as you can into his arms.  

“Satoru!” you laugh out breathlessly, squeezing his shoulders as he lifts you from the ground, easily spinning the both of you in a circle. “You act like you haven’t seen me in years.” 

Gojo rolls his eyes dramatically, setting you down but keeping his arms locked around your waist. He gaze meets yours through the darkened lenses of his glasses, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.  

“Oh god, I know that look,” you mutter teasingly, which earns you an affectionate pinch to your side — one that you swat him away for.  

“You wound me,” Gojo sasses back, releasing you only to place a hand flat against his chest as if he had been stabbed. You roll your eyes, laughing breathily at his antics.  

“What do you want to do tonight? It’s date night,” you remind him, watching as his face breaks into a bright smile. He reaches for you again, lifting your hand and twirling you around before he tugs you to his chest. 

“I was thinking-“ he begins in a sing-song tone. You raise an eyebrow at him, which he quickly leans in to peck. “-we go to the movies, get some cheap froyo, and crash in your dorm.” 

You smile at him, eyes crinkling adorably at the corners as you throw your arms around his neck, squeezing him. 

“Yes please!” 

< … > 

“The movies? Froyo? God, if I didn’t know any better I’d say you’re falling for her,” Geto mocks the motion of throwing up, earning a laugh from the snowy-haired boy that stands next to him.  

Gojo rolls his eyes, catching the basketball that Geto throws at his chest. He bounces it once against the ground before taking a shot, smirking as it swishes inaudibly into the basket.  

“I want her to at least believe it,” Gojo responds with an indifferent shrug of his shoulders. Geto rolls his eyes, biting back the chuckle that rises in his throat. “What? I’m not lying.” 

“No, I know you’re not lying,” Geto bends to pick up the abandoned basketball, bouncing it against the ground and taking a shot of his own — which misses. 

“So then why the sudden comment?” 

“Because of the look in your eyes whenever someone mentions her or whenever you see her,” Geto says plainly, turning to cross his arms at Gojo.  

He purses his lips together, eyebrows pinching in confusion as he silently urges Geto to continue. How he looks at you? 

Geto sighs through his nose, then lifting his fingers to pinch at its bridge. The basketball is long abandoned now, rolling into the center of the gym and remaining there.  

“Every time she calls out to you with that — stupid nickname, you brighten up like a dog who’s seeing his owner,” Geto points out. Gojo can feel the tips of his ears burn red at that — because even he knew that it was true. 

“Toru! There you are!” you call out affectionately, crossing the training fields and practically jumping into Gojo’s awaiting arms. 

He smiles warmly as your face nestles into the junction between his neck and shoulder, breathing in the familiarity of your scent and holding you close to him. 

“That isn’t true,” he murmurs, scratching at the back of his neck. Geto stands still for a moment, staring at Gojo with a look that could easily slaughter an entire town.  

“No? How about when she made you lunch that one time?” Geto raises his eyebrow — his eyes visually calling bullshit as Gojo’s cheeks burn the same shade of red as his ears.  

“Ta-da!” you smile widely as you present Gojo with the intricately put-together bento box. He takes it from your hands, allowing his fingers to brush against your own for a moment too long — an action that brought a light blush to your cheeks.  

He smiles down at the bento you had prepared for him, feeling his heart swell at the idea that someone cared enough about him to sit down and put so much thought into preparing him a lunch. Gojo is quick to then lean in, pecking your cheek and smiling widely at the dark red hue that coats your face. 

“That’s…different,” Gojo tries to argue, but Geto is quick to call out his bluff, laughing loudly in his friend’s face and striding towards the center of the gym to retrieve the abandoned basketball. He bends, scooping it into his palms and bouncing it twice against the ground.  

“Oh, I’m sure that it is,” Geto rolls his eyes, twisting his body and shooting the basketball — already displaying annoyance when it misses yet again.  

Gojo sighs, the puff of air he releases blowing his bangs from his face. He watches as Geto goes to retrieve the basketball, bouncing it once before roughly checking it to Gojo.  

“Careful Satoru, I wouldn’t want you to fall for her,” Geto teases, feeling himself smirk as Gojo’s hands catch the basketball. The snowy-haired male rolls his eyes in response, bouncing the ball. 

“That won’t happen, trust me,” Gojo bites back, not failing to notice the knowing glint in Geto’s eyes.  

“Sure it won’t.” 

< … > 

Hey! I’m at the theatre, where are you? 

READ 

Satoru? 

READ 

I’m just assuming you’re running late, just text me when you’re here! 

DELIVERED 

Puffing out the air that you held in your cheeks, you stow your phone away into your pocket, eyes silently scanning the front entrance of the theatre. Maybe you missed him? No, there was no tuft of snowy-white hair anywhere in the crowd — surely he was just running late.  

You shuffle on your feet, adjusting the small bag that you had brought with you. The interior is stuffed with snacks that both you and Gojo enjoyed — including his favorite from the local convenience store. You smile to yourself, already picturing the wide smile that would cross his face when you presented him with the snacks.  

Your phone buzzes in your pocket, which you all but dive for with a speed that feels almost inhuman. You stare down at the illuminated screen, heart deflating as you realize it’s only a message from your mother, checking in and asking you how your date with Gojo was going.  

Lifting a shaky hand to your eyes, you wipe away the tears that cling to your bottom lash line. You text your mother back, lying to her about the state of the date and pushing your phone back into your pockets. You glance back down at your open purse, blinking back your tears at the sight of the snacks — what a waste. 

< … >  

“Sato—“ 

You pause just outside of the classroom doors, resting your palms against the sliding door and peering curiously inside. Your eyebrows pinch together, eyes narrowing as you listen intently to the conversation shared between Gojo and Geto, both of whom seemed to be in the middle of — maybe — arguing with one another.  

“How much longer am I keeping this up for?” Gojo all but whines, leaning back in the seat that he was occupying, his feet propped up on the desk as he releases an annoyed huff.  

Geto chuckles, rubbing a hand over his face as he sits on the desk directly in front of Gojo, folding his legs over one another and smirking down at his best friend. Gojo sighs, blowing his bangs out of his face as he leans forward, his sunglasses slightly slipping down the bridge of his nose.  

“Why? Getting bored?” Geto raises an eyebrow at Gojo, lifting his arms to cross them firmly over his chest. Gojo rolls his eyes yet again, releasing a deepened sigh that only has Geto releasing the chuckle that he had been holding in.  

“I’m getting tired,” Gojo mocks a dramatic yawn, throwing his arms into the air and leaning back in his chair. Geto raises an eyebrow at the answer, curious now. 

“Tired?” 

“Exhausted. I don’t think you understand Suguru, she’s so desperately clingy and just — I can’t keep up with it,” Gojo explains in exasperation, rubbing his hands over his face and digging his fingers into the skin of this temples, rubbing them in slow circles.  

You feel your heart crack the more that Gojo speaks — listening quietly as he lists off all of the things that he seemingly hates about you. Your eyes burn with tears, and suddenly every ounce of love that you ever felt for Gojo seep out of you in waves. 

Had he felt that way about you the whole time? 

“Hey, you were the one that said yes. You could’ve dropped the bet,” Geto shrugs his shoulders, an action that earns him an annoyed kick from Gojo.  

“It’s 2,500 Yen. I’m not saying no to that,” Gojo reminds his friend, waving a finger in his face. Geto chuckles breathily, but pauses at an unfamiliar sound — a choked cry. His head whips around in an attempt to locate the source of the sound, feeling his heart drop to the deepest depths of his stomach at the sight of a retreating figure by the classroom's doors.  

Gojo follows Geto's wandering gaze, eyebrows knitting together in confusion at the sudden change in his friend's facial expression. "Shit." Is all that Geto says before he moves to the door, peering out of it just in time to see your figure turn the farthest corner of the hallway – then vanishing.  

Geto's eyes flicker to meet Gojo's as the latter leans his chin onto Geto's shoulder, staring at the spot that you had just disappeared from.  

"What happened?" Gojo inquires curiously, not failing to notice the way that Geto's spine stands as stiff as cardboard. The dark-haired male swallows the lump in his throat – they were both royally fucked.  

"We're fucked." 

< ... >  

"There, there, c'mon (Y/N), don't let this--" 

"He lied to me!" You rub your hands roughly over your tear-filled eyes, feeling your chest tighten as you look away from Utahime's concerned gaze. Her eyebrows furrow together in worry, eyes silently taking you in as you curl into yourself.  

She would be lying if she said that she wasn't downright pissed at what Gojo had done to you. After listening to your tearful ramble about what you heard, any and all respect that she had for her snowy-haired classmate went completely out of the window. 

Not that there was much respect there in the first place.  

"So how much of what he said did he actually mean?" Your voice is a broken cry, trembling in a way that has Utahime reaching out to comfortingly lace her fingers with your own.  

"I don't know," she whispers in response, not knowing how to help you. You turn your head away from her, sniffing and wiping your nose with the cloth of your sleeve. "I'm sorry (Y/N)." 

You shake your head, breath trembling as you grip at your knees. You screw your eyes shut, still seeing his affectionate smile behind your eyelids – you wish that you could forget it completely. You can still feel him too; you can feel his arms wrapped around you and his lips as they press affectionately to your cheek.  

You begin to wonder how much effort he actually put into your dates, you begin to wonder if his affectionate touches were genuine, you begin to wonder if it was him writing his text messages out or if it was someone else entirely. Did he ever care about you? 

"Hey." 

You glance up at Utahime, sniffling quietly as she reaches a hand out, laying her palm against your cheek and thumbing away the stray tears that roll down your cheeks. Her heart breaks at the sight of you – but her heart also yells angrily at the idea that Gojo would toy with you for a measly 2,500 Yen.  

She knew that he was an asshole – everyone did. But she didn't think he was that big of an asshole.  

"How about me and you go out? I'll even text Mei Mei and Shoko," Utahime offers, smiling again at you. You sniffle, cheeks reddened by your tears. Your eyes are puffy, lashes still wet with tears that take their sweet time in dripping down your face.  

"Can we stay in instead?"  

Utahime nods, smiling again at you. Her arms extend, wrapping around you and tugging you into her chest, squeezing affectionately at you. You sink into her embrace, face pressed comfortably into her shoulder.  

"Yeah, of course we can." 

< ... >  

"You're such a dick!" Utahime yells in a fit of rage, shoving her hands against Gojo's chest and glaring daggers at him as he stumbles backwards. He stares at her incredulously, eyebrows raised to a point that his forehead is wrinkled five times over.  

He hadn't expected this behavior from the usually calm and collected girl – but the way that she had stormed at him screaming her head off told him that he had royally screwed up.  

Over his shoulder, Geto watches knowingly. He knows that he'll likely be yelled at too, so in mental preparation, he remains completely silent, not wanting Utahime to turn her rage on him prematurely.  

"What is this about?" Gojo asks genuinely, his eyes narrowed in confusion as Utahime angrily takes a step back from him, restraining herself from actively strangling him.  

"What is this – so you just have no idea what you did to (Y/N)? God, you're dense!" Utahime all but screams, throwing her hands up in a fit of rage. 

Gojo narrows his eyes, then they widen – shit. How the fuck did you find out? 

"What do you mean?" He pauses for a moment, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. "What about (Y/N)?" 

"Oh, don't act so clueless! You know exactly what I'm talking about!" Utahime jabs a finger at Gojo's chest, her eyes burning with a rage that he had genuinely never seen in her before. She takes a brave step towards him – in return, he takes a step back.  

"I don't--" 

"Does 2,500 Yen sound familiar to you?" Utahime raises an eyebrow at him. He deadpans, swallowing the growing lump in his throat and feeling his heart sink.  

His silence tells her everything that she needs to know. She straightens, shooting a pointed glare to Geto as well – resulting in him looking anywhere but her direction, gaze flickering around wildly.  

She turns her attention back to Gojo, looking him up and down with an expression of nothing but pure disgust. He winces at the glint in her eyes – God, he had really screwed up.  

"You're both disgusting," Utahime spits venomously, then turning on her heel and promptly striding away from both males. Gojo turns, exchanging a worried yet remorseful glance in Geto's direction. His friend only swallows, they had both royally screwed up. 

< ... >  

Gojo suffered with the aftermath of you hearing his conversation – you avoided him like he had been infected with some kind of infectious disease. Any room he entered, you exited. Any time he called out your name with a polite wave, you turned your nose up and continued walking.  

In a way, you pretended that he simply didn't exist – that the person waving to you or trying to interact with you was nothing but a phantom, one that you ignored as if it was the only thing that you knew how to do.  

"(Y/N)! Hey, can we--" 

You stride past him, shoulder knocking against his own as you exit the classroom. He stands silently at its center, lowering his hand back to his side – he had wanted to reach out for you, but something inside of him told him to simply leave you be.  

And the day that he saw you happily hanging off of Nanami's arm was the day that he realized – loving someone from afar was the worst pain of all.  

[seattlesellie]

shoving ur panties into loser!ellie’s mouth bc she’s being too loud and whiny ahhhh

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dkfjjsjdjsdjkd

riding ellies strap so hard, practically pushing her further and further into the mattress and just letting out the sluttiest moans that make her groan, “s-s’ youre so pretty- fuck so pretty” and her mind is all hazy because jesus your tits are bouncing and its driving her wild, and ur puffy clit is on full display for her and ur cheeks are so flushed and she doesnt even know what the fuck shes supposed to focus on so her face is wearing this utterly dazed expression, eyes languidly half-shut, and the sounds shes making are just obscene, she just keeps telling u to ride it harder and fuck her cock faster and how bad she needs to cum and how good it feels, just babbling uncontrollably, so u take ur soaked panties that lie besides you and just shove them inside her mouth and fuck that creamy spot ur cunt left on ur panties is just caressing her tongue, she can taste all of it and just sucks the juices in and now she cant help it anymore and cums all over the harness of her strap with muffled little moans, eyes rolling back just clawing at ur hips leaving the nastiest bruises…… shes such a loser who tf cums from just the taste of someone elses juices on her tongue?????? (ellie does btw)

[princessbrunette]

deer!reader wanting to learn how to please pope bc all of her friends are doing it. he’s teaching her how to give head & pope is just like the best hands on teacher everrrrrr

may i be ur 🍰 anon?

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“i can take like, notes? if you want?” pope offers unsurely, staring down at you.

“no popey, s’gonna ruin the moment.” you push your lips into a pout, staring up from your knelt position on the floor between his legs — two hands wrapped around his leaking cock.

he’d noticed something was on your mind when you came back to his house in the evening after spending the day hanging with your girl friends. they’d gotten to the nitty gritty of discussing boyfriends and relationships — and you recall sitting up straighter in your seat, finally feeling like you were able to contribute something now that you were in a relationship with pope that was growing and transforming every day.

however, as the conversation progressed — you began to realise you still had lots to learn, listening to the girls discuss in detail the sexual acts they’d performed on their boyfriends, things you hadn’t got to do with pope yet. you wondered if he wasn’t satisfied with you, the insecure thought bouncing round your head and leaving you quiet for the rest of the day.

after communicating this to your boyfriend, he’d done his best to reassure you verbally that he was more than happy, and he was totally okay with moving at your pace. you did feel reassured, and you were glad the two of you were such open communicators — but he knew there was only one thing that was going to make you feel fully better, and that was to teach you.

which is how you ended up kneeling, staring up at him in the cream and white frilly bra, the one that reminds him of a baby deer. you’re a natural, twisting your hands as you slowly and unsurely jerk him off — pleased with yourself when he spreads his legs a little wider, adjusting his hips on the seat and wincing.

“god, okay— yeah, just like that.” he blinks rapidly, body heating up at the way you stare up at him so needily, desperately seeking praise.

“can— should i kiss it? my friends said they like to—”

“yes.” he blurts out, louder than his previous gentle tone making your eyes widen slightly. “sorry, yes, please.” he rephrases, thighs tensing as he watches you lower your face, pressing pouty kisses all on his tip and gingerly flicking your tongue through his precum. “oh my god.” he moans.

you keep doing what you’re doing, and he resists the urge to be a head-pusher, knowing that was a brutish act that only someone to the likes of his best friend jj would commit. he strokes your cheek instead, taking some deep breaths before further instructing you. “so…so if you want, you can take the tip in your mouth— jesus, good girl — and start to suck on it? you can move your… move your head back and fourth as you… wow, you’re really good at this.” he finds it hard to concentrate as you quickly and eagerly take his advice as he speaks, watching you through hooded eyes and a slack jaw. “fuck.”

he knows he shouldn’t but he discusses it with his friends the next day, foolishly thinking they’d have any words of wisdom to bestow upon him. instead, he got a clap on the back from john b and an excited laugh from jj.

“dude, this is great. she wants to learn, and you get so much out of it. think of it like — she’s the jedi, and you’re the master.”

“that would be a gross abuse of power, logistically.” pope retorts, shaking his head at the boyish response.

“dude, whatever. don’t be a dork. i’m saying you’re hella lucky.”

he smiles, because this was definitely true. with you, he always felt lucky.

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[onsunnyside]

there are so many mask options: the purge, the strangers, Jason and Michael Myers 👹

A HALLOWEEN PARTY SHUTTTT UPPPPP Rafe would definitely dress up as the preppy blond guy from that first purge movie😵 the mask!!!!!!! yesPLS

ORRRRRRRRR an 80s camp!counselor au where everyone brought a costume for a costume party (because it's october or wtv) and he's the creepy camp counselor that brought a Jason getup and won't stop following you around😶‍🌫️

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OMG YES !!

Rafe and his friends all in matching purge costumes 😖😖 they’re everywhere, no matter where you go, they’re there. but in your drunk state, you can’t bring yourself to care and unknowingly dance with your stalker. It isn’t long until he drags you out of the house and around the back, the moonlight offering only a smidge of guidance.

He pushes you against the side of the house, his hands trailing up and down your body, his touch as hot as the summer air. Your protests die on your tongue when he drops to his knees, his mask falling to the floor as his head disappears under your dress.

“W-Wait!” You squeal, jumping at the feel of his tongue against your panties, swiping up and down your clothed slit. “Someone could see us!”

He doesn’t falter, if anything, he gets more eager. He mouthes against your wet panties, sucking your swollen clit through the cotton and even prodding his tongue at your sopping hole.

You cry out with trembling knees, the pleasure only heightened by the risk. You don’t want to get caught, but you also don’t want him to stop.

You hiss when his teeth pierce your inner thighs, the pain quickly soothed by his warm lips as he hooks your panties to the side, licking one long stripe up your cunt.

His lips lock around your button, sucking harshly as if he wanted it to hurt and you convulse, slapping a hand over your mouth to muffle your moans. A heat builds in your tummy as tingles rush through your nerves, and your eyes flutter shut when he slips a finger into your hole.

He’s so messy and you’re so wet, you can hear the lewd noises over the booming bass inside the house. You can’t help but rock against his face, gripping his hair with one hand as you suck your fingers in a desperate attempt to stay quiet. He’s making it harder with every swipe of his tongue and thrust of his fingers.

“Good girl, come all over my face. I wanna taste you for the rest of the night.”

Damn, I guess I woke up slutty today 🫡

as for the camp counsellor au… me thinking of a rivals with benefits trope, he’s from the kook camp across the lake and you’re on the pogue side, being forced to watch their overfunded camp get all the new toys and fancy resources. You act like you hate him (you do) but when the sun goes down and the other counsellors/campers are fast asleep, you find yourself bent over in the back of his truck, moans silenced by your own panties as he fucks you silly 😩 “wish you could see yourself now, going dumb on my cock—that attitude of yours would improve real quick.”

[twisted-wonderland-but-gayer]

I like the idea of wholesome military Yuu. Probably accidentally makes people assume they're mean or scary but it's just a gym bro. During overblots they took everyone down so easily because of past trainings. Very cool scars they boast about but everyone looks at them horrified.

"Oh this from the time I got grazed with a bullet, very cool huh?"

"What.."

-also is it cool if I name myself 🍰 anon? I feel like I lurk around your ask inbox a lot, it's totally fine if I can't!

Please read all the dialouge in a fucking duke nukem voice.

This giant person approached Idia after they heard Idia mumbles self depreciating things abt himself himself under this breath. Idia is frozen and he hears boss music. "Hey man, stop putting yourself down, it's not cool. I know you can't see it but your character and strengths are pretty cool. I hope you can lean to see it in time." And refuses to walk off until Idia says something nice about himself, in which then Yuu daps him up and says "nice one dude"

"Hey man what are you? A dude, a girl a they?" "I don't have pronouns or gender. Those damn alien bastards stole them from me."

Ruggie being baffled at this mfer who makes bank back in their world be so frugal and down to earth. One day they say to Idia "you play retro games for nostalgia, i play retro games because i cannot afford new ones, we are not the same." And Ruggie tries to call them out.

"Actually I donate most of my millions to charities in need and enjoying sponsoring education for young children in less fortunate situations. Also, those damn alien bastards stole all of my newer consoles and deleted my save data."

They don't like Octavinelle. They're posers protecting a restaurant by Mediocre blackmail and threats of violence. "Booo where im from corporations make sure to stage your suicide by shooting you three times in the back of the head for speaking up about child labor"

They esp hate Azul. "Mindless corporations like yours forced me and my comrades across sea to commit atrocities on innocents and die over oil. You are not a cool dude, bro." Or just.

"You claim to know how to fight and use magic yet only fight against those who are weaker than you. This one is for my ignihyde friend that was bullied by you." And the trio just roll their eyes before getting steamrolled by this mfer in a real fight and almost end up in the ER. This is the same person who said "those damn shrimp bastards will pay for frying my rice and trying to break into the kitchen.

They advocate equal rights and just a good dude. Everytime they speak you hear a hard-core guitar riff. They are simultaneously the smartest yet stupidest person everyone knows. Everyone agrees that they're cool as hell tho. They hand Yuu a cold one and take off their glasses to wink, but underneath their glasses, they have another pair on.

They are just a walking shitpost

2) yeah i checked my blog and dont think I have cake (slice) anon??? Your cool, welcome aboard

[fakesimp]

I kinda wonder if chia knows a manga called 'ganbatte douki-chan/ senpai is mine'

Although yes, the art is kinda suggestive but the romance between the female and male lead is quite sweet albeit slow and i want to request something like that with.. you guess it, shu!

Tho if chi hasn't read it yet, i wanna request mutual pinning with the sorcerer

Thank you so much chia! (⁠*⁠´⁠ω⁠｀⁠*⁠)

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Him, With Shu Yamino

Warning !

Fluff ; Mutual Pinning ; Shu and Reader are Coworkers ; Friends to Lovers ; The use of (Y/n) once

A/n !

No, I have not, so I decided to search it up and.. read it, well it is quite. Interesting to say the least, the kouhai girl though :) ... it's making me frustrated. Lol.

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Effortlessly gaining attention,

Effortlessly being attractive,

Everything he do seems, effortless.

Everyone seemed to have a crush on him, good God, there's no way he'll notice you among these people.

Is what you said on the first week of you both started working together, but he throw that fact out of the window by reaching out to you first.

He was overwhelmed over something, and needed help. Though he was quite shy asking for the favor. You told him it's okay, you'll help him. He was thankful for that, and ever since then he talked to you often, more often as the time goes on.

And you both become friends! And Your feelings towards him also grows as you continue being friends with him, sometimes it's hard for you to hide your feelings towards him.

And it's frustrating for you on how dense he is!

. . .

"Shu!-" You call out to him as your heart skipped a beat when he turned his chair towards you, looking at you curiously with his identic V-shaped smile. "Are you, free tonight?" You asked as you unconsciously fiddle with your fingers, his eyes soften slightly, "Shu~" Before the raven haired male could reply, he got cut off as he tilt his head towards the person who's calling out to him.

"Yeah?" He blinked confusedly at them, "Are you up for a drink tonight?" They asked, Shu blinked at them then glanced at you who's looking away and biting the inside of your mouth. He cleared out his throat and looked back at them, "Sorry, I have plans with someone else already for the night." He smiled apologetically as he scratch the back of his neck.

"Oh.. How unfortunate" You glance back at Shu who's talking with them, you don't know what to feel for that. You just hope there's no one coming in the middle of your time alone with him like last time.

Numerous time both of you had been disturbed by your coworkers whenever you're both are hanging out alone somewhere in a restaurant, he welcomed them warmly but you. You're quite annoyed by how the same damn person kept on encountering you and him.

It made you think that this person is following both of you whenever you asked Shu to hangout together, the fact that they also stick so, undeniably close with Shu making you want to just quit working.

. . .

You're now sitting across your coworker, he's eating noodles in front of you, he noticed you staring, and both of you made eye contact for one second before looking away from you, you cannot miss that slight pinkish color on his cheeks as he continue eating before asking you,

"Is there, something on my face?" He asked as he leaned away from the table wiping his mouth with some tissue, looking at you curiously. "Huh? Oh, uh no, no.. I'm, sorry for staring" You apologized sheepishly as you looked away embarrassed, he chuckled softly as he rest both of his hands on the table.

"I believe, you, want to talk about something?" He said as he played with the small spoon in his drink, "Ah.. well, I-" "Oh, Shuu! What a coincidence!" A familiar voice of your coworker ring into both of your ear.

You looked up at them same goes for Shu, who is quite, startled to see them here. "O, oh, hey.."

. . .

And after that they joined you both, sitting oh so godly close to Shu, making you no longer have appetite to eat. You're now just drinking your drink in frustration and disappointment, this is the nth time they found you and joined you.

You are convinced they're a stalker by this point, you glanced at them both as they talk to Shu, and shamelessly flirting with the raven.

You noticed how he glanced at you, silently asking for your help, making your heart throb for one second.

You then cleared your throat and gained their attention, they look at you confusedly, "Hm? What's wrong?" They asked, oh so innocently. "Sorry, I think you went too far on my boyfriend." You spat out, it took you a damn second to realize what you said.

Oh God.

Even Shu himself is also shocked at your word, but then he followed your lead, "B, Boyfriend? You? And Shu? Since when?? Both of you doesn't seem like lovers at work."

You are screaming internally at them, "I am not ready to show our relationship publicly, and it is none of your business anyway." You snapped back at them.

Both of you are almost attacking each other, if it's not for him to step in between you, the three of you will get kicked out from the restaurant.

. . .

And now both of you are walking next to each other in silence, you are way too flustered to talk after what you just said at the restaurant.

"...Thank you" He whispered, you glanced at him, not realizing how red your cheeks are. "Ah, It's.. okay, I'm sorry for suddenly calling you my lover." You apologized, he went silent, you encourage yourself to look at him.

And you did not regret it, you see how flustered he is as he looked away from you, his blush is visible all the way down to his neck. Making your heart skip a beat, you internally cursed at yourself.

He is so cute.

. . .

Day after day, week after week, so many things happened between you and him, also with that one coworker of yours. Literally making you go insane, but he somehow manage to keep yourself sane enough to continue working.

If it's not for him, you're probably going to quit your job.

You are so, frustrated, annoyed on how clingy your coworker is towards Shu, if only he realized your feelings towards him.

. . .

One night, both of you are working quite late night, only both of you are left in the office. Shu sometimes would come check up on how you're doing, to see if you're still awake or not because if you're asleep at the office that, is not good.

"(Y/n)" He called out to you as he walk to your table, to notice you have fallen asleep. He carefully approached you, he bended over slightly to see your face, his hand slowly reaching out to your face but he immediately stopped half way and gently pat your shoulder.

"Wake up... You can't sleep here" He said as he tried to wake you up, you groaned as you slowly stretch your arms out. Letting out a sigh, before looking around.

You look up at the familiar figure, slowly blinking at him. "Shu?..." He hummed softly as a response, "...I," You paused for one moment.

Thinking if you should say it or not.

You proceed to lay your head in between your arms that's on the desk, "....I like you, and it's.." You frowned, "Frustrating to see how they, ...cling on you so much.." You continued.

He didn't say anything, instead he grabbed a chair and sat next to you. He silently listen to you, "..My chest, hurts.. whenever I see them so close to you.. haha.. foolish of me huh?" You buried your face further as you pour your thoughts and feelings out.

Shu scooted himself closer to you, also resting his arms on your desk, he laid his head on top of his arm. Looking at you, "...Me too" he whispered. Making you slowly look up, looking at your side. Confused.

Both of you are so close, you can feel his warmth next to you, his violet eyes staring back into yours. "..Too?" You repeated, his eyes soften as he finally moved his hand towards your cheek.

His movement is quite hesitant, but the moment his hand touched your cheek, "I have feelings for you too" He looked away for a moment, cheeks flushed slightly in embarrassment. "I, ..have, fallen for you since the first time I saw you" he confessed.

Your heart skipped a beat when you heard his confession,

Him? He had liked you ever since he laid eyes on you the first time?

No way.

You were drowned in your thoughts, not realizing that you had been staring at him. "...I like you" he said, making you snap out from your thoughts. "..I was, so excited when I heard you call me as your lover" he said as he gently brush his fingers against your cheek.

"You did?" He nodded his head when you asked, now you don't know if you should call yourself dense for not realizing the hints from him.

Him, asking for your help instead of others.

Him, who would spare his time for you.

Him, that knows what you like and dislike from the conversation you have with him

Him, who had a gentle, loving smile towards you.

How did you not realize that, he had been treating you differently from others. Yet you didn't realize it, and called him dense? But the signs are not so obvious for you to see.

"...So" You trailed off, "Are we..?" He blinked before letting out a small chuckle, "We, confessed didn't we?"

. . .

That night, is a night you will never forget.

Both of you are now officials, Shu will lightly push your clingy coworker away from him since, he, belong to you now.

He would come up to you and pat your head, making you pout for him messing up your hair, but eventually let out a small laugh.

You'll hug him by the waist, making sure everyone knows that he belongs to you, and you, belongs to him.

©fakesimp . 2023

A/n !

Gah ! That's taking too long, oh no. Anywhoozies ! I hope you like this 🍰 anon !

( 9/10 )

[kaionyx]

if I cry and open my mouth real pretty for you will you fuck it with your gun? wanna expect to choke on your cock but get metal instead, makes my stupid boycunt all wet thinking about it

(🍰 if it's not taken)

Heh of course I would love, how could I not when you give me such a pitiful display like that. On your knees with tears pouring down your cheeks, begging like a bitch in heat just for the feeling of my cock in your greedy mouth. But sluts don’t get to beg for things, do they sweetheart? They take what’s given to them. And with coolness of my barrel shoving down your throat while the heel of my boot is grinding down into your boycunt, i’m sure it’ll be a nice reminder of just how useless your words really are.

[sea-lanterns]

Chiori doesn't only make you lingerie but all your other clothes are made by her, I think she would want you to only wear her designs and nobody else's- I love possessive women

-🍰

Possesive Chiori, oh my 😳

She even makes you your own underwear sets too. It brings her such possessive pleasure to have you and everyone around you know that she owns you with how you’re decked out in Chiori’s clothing. She doesn’t like it if you wear clothes from other stores or brands, she’ll sew up an exact replica if you like that style so much 🤭

[elsweetheart]

i’m sorry i love ur crybaby reader sm bc she is me :(( i can just imagine someone making u upset, maybe it was jesse being a little stern during a patrol or wtv but it hurts ur feelings and u try to be a big girl but ellie can always tell:( her compassion makes u cry even MORE:( like stop being nice!!! ur not helping!!! she ends fingering u behind a tree and kissing away ur crybaby tears while whispering how good u are:(( i need her so bad

-🍰

why’d this give me butterflies …………

bc jesse would only be stern for your safety but it catches u off guard even afterwards when he walks beside you and is like “didnt mean to yell at you, you just scared me back there. we okay, kid?” and you just nod, not looking at him bc if you do u will burst into tears :(

so he sighs and walks off reluctantly towards ellie and is like “ellie, think i upset your girl. she won’t talk to me.” and ellie just sighs at him like “fucking dumbass.” under her breath and goes off to get you, her whole demeanour changing to soft and gentle when she gets to you cos she knows u need to be babied :(((((

i <3 being known as the sensitive girl in jackson bc then u get special princess treatment <33

[brisquad-unit-4402]

Hello unit 4402, thank you for luxiem hcs.

In this PSA i'd like to announce that:

-i'd kiss shu's hair

-style it with dozens of cute hairclips

-braid it

-do some hair care routine

-and play with it gently till he falls asleep

This PSA is brought to you by 🍰 anon

tags: smut under read more, fluff, domestic, drabble, gender neutral reader

⚠️ nsfw under the read more. content under read more is not intended for minors.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

[heavy sigh. heartstruck swoon.] he seriously has the prettiest hair in the world and i want him to know that sm

GOD imagine finally convincing him to take a self-care day on one of his rest days and just helping him take care and washing his hair for him while you shower together. tying it up out of the way before cooking dates and then once you get started you can’t not pay attention to how the back of his neck is exposed. aaaah and whenever you’re in a clingy mood while he streams, he lets you play with his hair and by the time the stream ends he has all these cute little braids at the back of his head

shu gives me vibes like he wouldn’t ask for attention 24/7 but acts clingy and loves being the center of your attention like nothing else. and i know in the root of my soul he would fucking purr whenever you play with his hair. he soaks your touch up like a sponge, leans into it, lets his eyes close and just relax because your hands in his hair is his happy place. and if you play with it while cuddling and he has nowhere to go he’ll always return to you as close as he can because it feels so good, so good, don’t stop, i love you

and pulling his hair would make all sorts of pretty sounds fitting for such a pretty man. his neck is sensitive, and when you scoop up his hair only to tug it down his back arches so beautifully and he can’t help that it goes straight to his dick. his moan is deep. he’s tongue-tied, can barely think straight, but when he finds his words again it’s all pleading. “aah, please don’t stop.” he needs to be in you, or you in him, he doesn’t care anymore, just do it again, don’t leave him hanging out to dry like this when he’s already leaking

you can guide him to just about anything if you tug him just right. lower his head to your crotch and he’ll start licking, no questions asked. as long as you keep his raven soft hair in your grasp he’ll chase after you with his tongue even when he knows that’s naughty. and when you reward him for being such a good boy by combing your fingers through his messy hair he only goes faster around your warmth, desperate to please. your fingernails lightly scratching his scalp is fuel for the fire. he needs to please you like how you’re pleasing him

[thevirgincherry]

🐕anon got me thinking.... puppy reader who goes curling up against doggy leon because all the little puppies asking for her is too much!!!! she cant handle all that:((

or going to scratch and paw at chris' legs asking for his help too...

-🍰 i literally love love love puppy hybrids so much ૮ ◞ ﻌ ◟ ა

YEAH :( she is so!! she’s just a puppy too!! leon feels so guilty for knocking her up sometimes :3 just lets her curl into his side, then grooms her pretty ears till he coaxes her out of his side and lets them latch one at a time :3 chris literally feels the worst ab it 😭 like that’s his princess 💔 he doesn’t want her to cry talks ab giving the puppies away to people and leon is so! putting his paw down like no!!!! THOSE ARE MINE! I love puppy hybrids too.. my fave :3

[dcandyland]

I wanna give little Eclipse a hug :( -🍰

[4/5]

[bree-cheesy]

Can I please have a submissive!insecure!schlatt x service dom!reader!! 🙏

Like, I want to see schlatt crying about his chunkiness (I’m also a chubby!schlatt enjoyer if you couldn’t tell) due to him comparing himself to his 2019 pics (ether brought on by him or the 12 y/o’s on twitter/X) and y/n is just like ‘Fuck no! You’re so fucking beautiful that I could write like 10 novels about your beauty alone!!!’ and then proceeds to give him the best head in his entire life (immediately shattering his tough guy mask, turning him into literal putty) then it’s followed with the best pegging session in his entire existence (any coherent thoughts is gone by this heavenly experience alone) meanwhile y/n’s just kissing his face and bare body and worshiping him and his body as if he’s some sort of deity and it’s end with schlatt being a blubbering, crying, whining, moaning mess.

It’s followed by a bath aftercare, and whilst y/n’s laying on his bare chest schlatt asks y/n why they’re doing all this for him, he’s feels he doesn’t deserves it (he does!) and they reply with this absolute banger: ‘it’s because you’ve done so much of the same thing for me time and time again… without even asking anything in return… and I’m just now returning the favor.’

OMFG!!! IM DYING!!! HOLY SHIT!! I AM ACTUALLY DYING AND GOING TO HEAVEN!! I NEED THIS!!! I NEED THIS YN IN MY IRL LIFE!!!!! MY GODS!!!! 🙏🙏💗💕

-🍰 anon.

OKAY I FINALLY HAVE IDEAS I PROMISE!

🍰 Anon, I hope I haven't let you down with how long this has taken. I hope I did this amazing request justice. 🙏🙏Tried to keep it any gender kind of thing because you requested pegging so it could be a someone with a dick or someone using a strap on. Whatever you wanna imagine! :)

I haven't ever written anything like this so I'm nervous about how people will like it. :(

Word Count: 1044

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Jay had always been insecure of his body. Horrible self image from things people would say online and just his own thoughts. He always thought he was so ugly compared to you. He hated being out in public with you because he felt so unworthy. You were the most beautiful person to him in the world and he hated how he looked standing next to you.

Today had been a particularly rough day for him. He had just gotten done with his first stream in months and some of the things people were saying about him really got to him. He was standing in front of the long mirror you guys had leaned up against the wall in your bedroom with his shirt off, his hands on his belly, tears welling up in his eyes.

You walked in, not knowing what was going on. "Hey, Jay, did you see where the-" You looked over and your mouth shut when you saw the slight in front of you.

It broke your heart instantly. You knew he struggled with his self esteem, but you didn't know it was this bad. "Hey, what's goin' on?" You walked over and hugged him from behind, burying your face in his shoulder. He let out a sob and you squeezed him tighter, felling your heart break even more.

"W-Why am I so ugly? God, I look like a fucking ogre." He let go of his belly and you felt his shoulders drop. You moved to stand in front of him and gently held his face in your hands. "Why are you even with me? You deserve someone who is as beautiful as you. You deserve someone who isn't fat."

You frowned and ran your thumb over his jaw. "Why do you think that? I love you, Jay! I don't like that you think you're fat. There's nothing wrong with being a little chubby. I could write novels on how beautiful I think you are!"

He shook his head and sniffled, wiping his tears away. "You're just saying that to make me feel better." He pushed your hands away and you scowled. "Don't lie to me, it's just gonna make me feel worse."

You put your hands on your hips and looked up at him, frowning. "Do I need to prove it to you or something?"

He cocked his head to the side in confusion and a soft frown formed on his face. You got down on your knees and instantly saw a blush form on his face. You pulled his now hard cock out of his shorts and pressed a soft kiss to the tip. He let out a little whine and bit his lip.

You started off slow, teasing him a little, savoring his soft moans and whines. Slowly taking it deeper into your hot wet mouth and down your throat. Your hands found their way to the back of his thighs and you started bobbing your mouth up and down his length, sucking in cheeks just enough to make his knees weak. "B-Babe... s'too much..." He whined and pawed at your hair softly, panting heavily.

You started going a little faster, taking him deeper and relishing in the feeling of his fingers tightening in your hair, not guiding your head, just holding. You pulled off and stroked him up and down, twisting your wrist as you went up. "Feel good, baby?" He moaned, sounding a little nasally and nodded, thrusting into your hand in time with your strokes.

"Just wanna make you feel good, hun.... My best boy, huh?" You kitten licked his tip while stroking and he moaned louder, not even being able to speak at that point. His words coming out like a blubbery mess. You sucked lightly on the tip while stroking him with one and hand and lightly massaging his balls with the other.

"I-I'm gonna..." He moaned and gasped, his voice whiney and needy. You could tell he was close. His eyes were squeezed shut, eyebrows furrowed and a slight pout formed on his lips.

"Cum for me, baby.... Wanna see it." He let out a loud moan and came hard in spurts on your hand, whining and pitifully bucking his hips into your hand. "Good boy..." You cleaned it all up and pushed him back on the bed, pulling off the remaining of both of your clothes. "Gonna make you feel so good, baby.... I promise."

After carefully making sure he was completely prepped and ready, you had him on his back, legs up and you slowly slid inside him. He moaned and bit his lip hard, squeezing his eyes shut. You leaned down and gave him small kisses all over his face and lips while slowly thrusting in and out of him.

"F-Fuck..." He gasped and choked on his words, locking his ankles around your waist. You went a little faster after he got used to it and he let out sounds you didn't even know could come out of him. "R-Right there... Fuck, don't stop..."

You breathed heavily and kissed him deeply while hitting that perfect spot inside him that made him melt into the bedsheets. Not able to form words and he moaned and whined loudly, probably making the whole neighborhood hear him. "So perfect.... Fuck you're amazing." He groaned out as you stroked his cock in time with the thrusts.

After a few more thrusts, he came all over his belly without warning and you slowly pulled out of him. Kissing him softly through his orgasm, you reached over to the tissues on the nightstand and cleaned him up gently. You turned on the bath while he slowly started to relax and got in with him, pressing your back against his chest and cuddling softly into him.

"Why did you do all of this? I didn't deserve it." He asked softly, stroking a hand up and down your belly.

"You're always doing the same things for me. Helping me through my bad days and just being the best person I've ever known and you never ask for anything in return. I wanted to make you feel the same way you always make me feel because I love you."

He smiled and kissed your forehead. "I love you, too."

-- Bree <3

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Any good? Finally cleared out my asks so hopefully I'll get the motivation to start some Kinktober stuff. Toodaloo!

[onsunnyside]

bestie... why do i feel like rafe has a chasing kink 😶‍🌫️

-🍰

bc he does 🫡 he’s the type to stalk you, sneakily following you around the island, watching you mingle, get drunk/high at parties but never actually speak to you. it starts with anonymous text messages: You looked beautiful today or You got home late last night, good girls don’t skip curfew.

You get the feeling you’re never really alone 😳 you swear that someone is standing in the tree line that surrounds your house, but your parents tell you it’s just your mind playing tricks on you. Then things start to go missing, and in their place are little handwritten notes, you’re sent pictures of yourself throughout the day, along with creepy text messages… and maybe 🌚 maybe it leads up to a Halloween party, everyone is in costume and you foolishly flirt with the masked figure that has watched you all night: “you’d have more of a chance with me if you did more than stare.” You go to lift the disguise but he grabs your wrist, “ooh, what are you hiding under there? Don’t tell me you’re shy, I promise I don’t bite.”

there are so many mask options: the purge, the strangers, Jason and Michael Myers 👹

[twisted-wonderland-but-gayer]

Do you ever think about Yuu maybe gaining scars littered across their body because of the overblots? For example,

During Riddle's overblot they tripped on a vine that had thorns all over it while trying to avoid Riddle's attacks.

For Leona instead of ruggie getting grabbed and his hand being injured while we were getting sand thrown in our eyes, maybe Yuu saves Ruggie and gets injured instead. However, since they're a normal magicless human the attack was way more painful for them.

Yuu tried hiding all the scars and wounds that still hasn't healed with some sort of jacket, coat or clothes that mostly covered skin because they think the others would feel guilty over it.

For more angst, they get into an incident which leads to the overblot boys seeing the many,many scars and they obviously ask out of concern "who did it?!" not knowing it was them.

(Also, wishing you luck on your works! I know sometimes it's a bit tiring so I hope you're doing just fine and have an amazing day❤)

🍰

Yeah. We have a scarred yuu, we didn't really discuss how characters would react tho cause that's more request territory, and their scars are much more traumatic and obvious and can't be hidden well

[fakesimp]

Hello hello chia (⁠づ⁠｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡⁠)⁠づ

Here's some of my brainrot for our lovely sorcerer. Imagine shu getting confessed by his long time crush, only for him to answer with something like "ok, cool" or something like that and reader thought that they got rejected. Shu messed up so bad he discussed with luxiem in panic ahsuehshwjwkw

This also applies to mysta too, but lil fox would be more chaotic

-🍰

"I, messed up-" , With Shu Yamino

Warning !

Fluff ; Crack ; Highschool Au ! ; Mentions of Other members in Luxiem ; Mentions of confession ; Friends to Lovers

A/n !

This is cute, i also see your other brainrot 🍰 anon, about the aphrodisiac fic i did, might write something about it, or just gonna drop a small drabble on that maybe? (⁠ ⁠≧⁠Д⁠≦⁠)′`: ???

I am not sure, but we'll see ! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)✨

➶◜◝➴

. . .

"I like you"

He stood there in front of you, eyes slightly widen, but you didn't miss the slight sparkle in his eyes along with that slightly pink shade on his cheeks.

"Oh, okay.. cool"

. . .

Shu's pov !

"I messed up." I said as I bury my face in my palms, and slightly groaned. "Bro, what did you even think of when they confessed?!" Mysta commented after laughing for quite sometime, "I, was, in shock like, aghhh- I messed up-" I laid on the table sighing in frustration, "What do I do now" I asked and looked up at the others, Ike smiling sympathetically at me, "Well, you can try talk to them again??" He suggested. Luca and Mysta, both of them are snickering at the back, and then Vox letting out a small chuckle before patting my head. "My boy, I agree with Ike, you can try to talk to them again, and clarify what you're originally trying to say." Vox said as he pull his hand away and crossed his arms,

"I believe they'll understand, give it a shot my boy."

. . .

Your pov !

Your friends comforted you after hearing your story, "Maybe he's in shock that he couldn't reply properly!" One of your friend said, "Yeah-! Give him some time, maybe he'll come back to you and, maybe, clarify things."

You smiled at your friends when they tried to comfort you after what happened, "Thanks guys.." you thanked them and one of them pat your back.

. . .

After school, nothing happened, Shu didn't come to your class, like your friends expected. You walked to your shoe locker, and saw a letter.

Oh.

You grabbed the letter opening it to see a pretty, neat, handwriting. You were asked to meet with.. Shu?! You blinked and stared at the sender's name for a good minute, you read again the meet up location, and it's In the Library. You closed your shoe locker and immediately went to the Library.

And when you arrive, it's so quiet. There's barely anyone in it anymore since it's already time for students to go home, but here you are coming to the library because of a certain someone that asked you to see him. You walked down the isle, from one to another to see the familiar raven head sitting on a chair, back facing you.

Your heart quickens as you step closer to him, but before you could tap his shoulder, he turned and saw you. "Oh-! Hey! Uh, sorry to ask you meet up with me at such hour." He apologized and smiled sheepishly, "It's-, it's okay!" You stuttered and smiled back at him.

"I, want to uhm, clear out some, things.." he hesitantly said, he averted his eyes for a moment before looking back up to you. Who was staring at him, "I, Like.. you too. I'm sorry about my previous reply, it's," he trailed off, "Not supposed to be like that.." he nervously scratched the back of his neck.

You didn't realize that you were holding your breath this whole time, you stared at him, mouth slightly agape. "So, are.. we..?" He asked as he glances at your way sheepishly, you, slowly nod your head. And without hesitation you jumped into his arms and hugged him tight, earning a surprised noise then followed with a small laughter after.

"You, don't know how devastated I am when I heard your first reply.."

"I blanked out okay- I didn't expect my crush to confess to me-"

"I'm your crush????"

" ..??? ...yeah?? Is it really that surprising-"

©fakesimp . 2023

Bonus !

Little did you know, you're both actually not alone. His friends are there too, hidden behind the bookshelves, cheering him on in a very small whisper,

"That's my boy"

"Let's go shuuu-!"

"Shu Poggin-!"

"That's my brother!"

A/n !

This was supposed to be short, but it ends up a bit longer. Oop. That wasn't the intention, ┐⁠(⁠‘⁠～⁠`⁠;⁠)⁠┌

But hope you like this 🍰 anon ! (⁠人⁠*⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+