#Andteam fuma

[prbywoo]

He looks so... Japanese here idk how to explain it😭😭😭I think it's the outfit

Fuma is so fucking hot 😭

[lovelynicho]

Hii!! I’m feeling angsty rn 😞

Andteam’s reaction when you walk away crying/cry or flinching in an argument you get the idea?? HSHSH hopefully it won’t be too hard to write and tyyy. Love your works mwaps!! 🫶🫶

&team reaction - to you crying/flinching in an argument

Pairing: bf!&team x gn!reader

Genre: angst, fluff

Warnings: one curse word in EJ's; mention of abusive relationship in Yuma's; not proofread

Notes: it's my first time writing something as angsty as this so I hope you like it; english is not my first language I apologize for any mistakes; and I'm sorry for not posting for so long, I didn't have the motivation to write😔

Masterlist

K

He's very strong, therefore he can be really scary at times. Especially when arguing. You hate arguing with him, so you usually try to leave when it gets a little out of hand, so both of you can calm down alone. Him on the other hand, although he hates arguing too, is a firm believer that everything needs to be discussed right then and there. This difference between you can cause some problems. Once when you were in a big argument with him, you decided that it should be ended, told him that you can't deal with that right now and you're going to your room to calm down a little, alone. But he didn't want to let it go, so he grabbed your wrist and continued yelling his problems at you. But his grip was too strong, it was painful. You looked at him, tears threatening to fall from your eyes "Yudai, it hurts" you said quietly. He looked at his hand and realisation hit him. He let go of your wrist, looked at you for a few seconds before saying "I'm sorry". Slowly and softly wrapped his arms around you and he kept repeating those words a million times: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm sorry...."

Fuma

Although he is the most gentlemanly gentleman to ever step foot on Earth, he is incredibly strong and has a really deep voice. These two things can make him seem rather scary when you guys are in a serious fight. One day a little fight went a little too far. Both of you were just tired, working more than you should so even a little misunderstanding can turn into fighting. You two were just yelling at each other. At this point you couldn't even tell why you started to fight you just had to let the tension out. But when Fuma made a sudden move in your direction you screamed and backed until your back hit the wall. You were just looking at each other. His eyes were in pain, more like worried actually. He slowly approached you and when you didn't scare away he hugged you, his lips next to your ears whispering. "I could never hurt you. I love you so much, I would never want you to be in pain"

Nicholas

Although Nicholas is a sweetheart, I think we can all agree that from the outside he looks rather intimidating, even scary at times. And this feature of his does not do any good when the two of you are fighting. He also seems like the type to lose his temper pretty easily which is also bad for the situation. Once you had a really big fight. Both of you probably knew that you could settle it calmly but you built up so much stress at work and from life itself that you just had to let it out and unfortunately you chose to let it out on each other. You were at fault too, you said something really hurtful to Nicholas and he felt like he will explode if he doesn't release the tension. So out of anger he hit the wall closest to him. But that was right in fron of you and for a second you thought that he aimed at you. So you closed your eyes and just waited while tears were falling from your eyes. But instead the punch you expected you only felt warm arms wrapping around you. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you..... I could never hurt you" he whispered. Then you just stayed there for a while, crying everything out in his comforting arms.

EJ

Our leader is such a sweet guy. Even though he's tall and quite strong you just need one look at his boba eyes and you already feel safe. His soft speaking nature also adds to the feeling of comfort he gives to not just you, but everyone around him. But as the leader he has lots of duties and also has to take care of not less than eight people. Believe me when I say, sometimes man is tired. And that day when he went over to spend time with you he was especially tired and stressed from work, he just didn't want to cancel the date because he hasn't seen you for what felt like forever. But when he got to you and you kept just asking him about his day and what they have been up to nowadays eventough he said he doesn't want to talk about work, he had enough. "Why can't you just shut up for a second? I cane over to have a calm evening but you just keep bothering me, I'm literally just wasting my time with you now" he yelled. His words shot straight to your heart. You managed to mutter a small 'sorry' and at least start walking away to your room before the tears started falling down your cheeks but he heard your sniffles. And standing there he knew, he fucked up.

Yuma

He probably wouldn't have scared you like that if it wasn't for your past. You had an abusive relationship before you met him. Your ex used to beat you up and it was hard for you to manage to get away from him. But with Yuma it was different. He was the nicest man you've ever met and the thought of him hurting you never entered your mind. But when you were having a rather bad fight every memory of your ex that layed in the back of your mind suddenly came back. That's the reason why when he lifted his hand as he was aggressively explaining something to you in the heat of the argument you instantly put your hands infront of your face as protection. You weren't scared of Yuma, it was more like an instinct, but he didn't know that. "I didn't mean to scare you" he muttered, much softer now than before "I'm so sorry y/n". "No, it's not your fault" you said as you stepped closer to him to assure him that you really weren't scared at all "it was just an instinct because of my ex. It really has nothing to do with you. I'm sorry" and with that you hugged him tightly. But he still whispered in your ears hoping to comfort you "don't ever apologise for something like this. It's not your fault love"

Jo

He's a sweetheart. I don't think he could ever even talk loud let alone make you cry. So if you cry in an argument then both of you cry, there's no other option. When you ended up in a bad argument you just threw every word against each other even if you didn't mean it. You hated it. Seeing him mad, being mad at him. You felt tears in your eyes, slowly rolling down your cheeks. When he saw that he couldn't say another word, instead he did exactly what you did, salty drops of water running from his eyes. You just looked at each other. No talk. Words weren't needed. Those things made you cry. You ended up cuddling on the couch crying out everything silently.

Harua

Usually Harua is a very soft person. I mean you can already tell it from his cute almost boyish looks. However when he's in a fight he can be surprisingly strong minded. You learned that in your first serious fight with him. He stood very firmly by his point believing he was right, when in reality he wasn't. At first you tried to convince him calmly but after a while you just had enough and instead of keep trying to solve the problem in a calm way you started yelling at him. As an answer he also raised his voice and even gesticulated to prove his point but the moves of his hands were huge and firm you've never seen him raise his hand this strongly before so as an instinct you flinched. And that's when he realised that he went too far. "I'm so so so so so sorry" he said already crying with his hands infront of his mouth. "I don't want to hurt you I swear" he kept going on about that. "It's okay I just over reacted" you answered as you softly wrapped your hands around his waist and pulled him into your chest.

Taki

This guy is always full of jokes and pranks. He just sometimes forgets to think about what if the given joke or prank is not funny but actually hurtful to someone. One day when you were at the dorm, this exact scenario happened. Taki just intended to make a joke but didn't consider that it was actually pretty hurtful to you. At first you just stayed silent because you didn't want to talk about how wath he said made you feel so bad. But when he noticed that you became more silent than before he tried to make you talk with another joke which was a huge mistake. You flipped out yelling at him about how hurtful his joke felt for you personally and that he should have considered your feelings. But his reaction to that was just him saying "relax, it was just a joke, if you can't take that, say that, and I won't tell it anymore" and that made you angrier. "Taki it's not that I can't take a joke it's just that your joke was not funny, it only made me feel bad and I can't even look at you right now" you yelled as tears started to roll down your cheeks. And with that you just left the dorm. In shock, he just sat down on the ground trying to figure out what to do.

Maki

Maki is a nice guy, everybody and their mother knows that. But sometimes even he can have bad days. Unfortunately you decided to come over unannounced to the dorm on one of those days when he would just rather be alone. When you arrived of course he was still happy for you, but in contrast to his, your day has been so good that you kept rambling. After some time you asked about his day and even after him saying that he would rather not talk about that now you asked one more time if he was sure and that was it for him. He almost started to yell at you infront of everyone in the living room but thankfully he still had the manners to keep these things privately. So he grabbed your wrist and pulled you into his room, shut his door as strong as he could and he started yelling at you only noticing minutes later that you were so scared from his sudden change of moods that you backed away from him and tears were built up in your eyes. When he realised how bad the situation was he decided not to talk anymore. Just went up to you and wrapped you in a tight, warm, comforting hug. A hug that lasted maybe five minutes, maybe ten minutes, maybe half an hour. You didn't know and you couldn't care less when you had each other so close.

[starryjake]

What do u think &team boiz and their favourite place to cum? :3

k: inside you. it’s hard to choose his favorite place because he just likes cumming anywhere on you, but if he really had to choose, it would just have to be inside. he loves everything about the feeling of letting go inside your tight warm walls and just staining your insides with his cum. it’s not so much about breeding you that he likes, but just feeling connected with you <3

fuma: immediately also thought INSIDE. he just gives me breeder energy idk. pull out game is awful because he feels so good thrusting deep inside you, he just has to dump his load in you and then watch his cum all come spilling out after.

nicholas: face. he’s so dirty, just wants to see your face absolutely covered in his cum. your lips, cheeks, nose, hell even if a little gets in your hair, he likes it. wouldn’t mind if you swallowed a little too…just likes to make a complete mess out of you. probably likes to smear it around too, but definetely helps you clean up after! after care king.

ej: on your stomach :( and i say this bc he WANTS to cum inside but he’s too shy and nervous so he waits until the very last second before he’s about to cum and then immediately pulls out and releases on your stomach. despite not having the courage to ask you if he can cum inside, he still thinks you look so fucking pretty with a puddle of his cum on your stomach.

yuma: i see him as someone who lowkey likes hitting it from the back soooo he likes cumming on your back. he’ll pull out and jerk himself to finish, splattering ropes of cum all over your back. also good at after care so he is sure to clean you up, kissing your shoulder after as a thank you <3

jo: i think he’d be really into cumming on your lips and in your mouth. he’d rub his tip against your pretty lips, watching as his cum comes spurting out on them. if he pushes on your lips slightly, you know he wants you to open up and swallow his cum, which you do without complaint every time and he loves it. likes when you stick your tongue out for him to cum on.

[nichoswag]

hello! can I request texts with &team when you ask them 'what are we?' or something like that when you two are in a situationship?? :>

asking situationship!&team “what are we”

pairing situationship!&team x gn reader

warnings some innuendos/suggestive messages in some, angst and fluff, friends/fwbs to lovers, probably some spelling errors

playlist that way - tate mcrae

note hi anon!! ngl i hopped on this ask immediately because i love these so much loll. also, just as a little notice, i likely won’t be posting as much since i have started classes again. i hope you enjoy!

[jojosbingsu]

When &Team Members Are Your Boyfriend

Admin: Ellie

Genre: Fluff, Wholesome | NO Smut, NSFW. | Minors can interact.

Pairing: gn!reader x Teamies (OT9)

Word Count: 3.04K

Notes: If you would like to request something, please find your way onto the blog to make your request~! Feedback is always welcomed. ^u^

EJ 🍊

He's terrible at flirting because he always gets flustered when you flirt back, but he tries his best. His intentions are always good but he usually flirts through saying something you'd hear in a cliche rom-com film.

He's always a giggly mess whenever you're complimenting him. Teasing him is an incredibly easy thing to do and he will fall into it every single time. He becomes a blushy, giggly mess that tries to hide his bright red face away from you.

He buys you expensive gifts as his way to show love and admiration for you. Jewelry seems to be his favorite gift form and he always circles back around to it whenever he feels like you deserve a nice little treat from him. Whenever you wear a necklace or pair of earrings he's bought for you, he will just grin lovingly and say something like "I knew it would look stunning on you!"

LOOOOOVES kiss attacks. If you don't want your face smooched to the end of time, you've better get to hiding it! Euijoo loves to place pecks all over your cheeks and forehead when you're laying in bed together or whenever you're trying to help him cook something. It's probably his favorite thing to do because he knows you'll rarely complain about it. Bonus: Do it to him and watch him absolutely beam with joy and affection. He is the actual embodiment of the word "happiness."

Probably the most comforting boyfriend someone could ever ask for. He's very communicative about his feelings and always open to hearing your feelings as well. He would do anything within his power to make you feel better when he's done something that upset or hurt you. - If someone else has hurt you, he always knows exactly what to say to make everything feel better. He is the master of solving emotional issues and bringing comfortability into the relationship.

Fuma 🦸‍♂️

Wearing matching Pokémon pajamas is a requirement if you're going to be in a relationship with Fuma. If you expect snuggles before bed, you'd better hope to god that you're wearing whatever ridiculous pajama set or onesie he pulled out of his closet for you.

Cuddling up in bed on the weekends to watch movies is his ideal type of 'date.' He would lay with his arms wrapped loosely around you, a content smile always resting on his face, a light blush probably creeping onto his cheeks if you lay your head on his chest or snuggle your face close to his while enjoying the movie.

Cooking together is an activity he would absolutely NEVER say no to. He thinks it's so much fun to stand in the kitchen and try to match recipes you found on Google or TikTok together. He loves to give you backhugs whenever you're chopping vegetables or standing to wash your hands. One thing you should know though, he likes to get the first taste of everything just so it's perfect before you bite into anything.

He loves to tell you about his dreams as soon as he wakes up in the morning. His sleepy grumbles, mumbles, and chuckles seem to be the best thing to help start your day. He always asks what you dreamed of the night before as well and will somehow try to find a way to make the dream-talk a breakfast date.

Play any kind of Switch game with him and he's absolutely becoming a mushy, soft mess, especially if you need his help learning the controls. His favorite game to play with you would probably be Animal Crossing, as he could shower you with cute gifts he crafted or traded away on his island.

K 👑

This man absolutely adores you. There's nothing more important to Kei than you. He looks at you like you're the one who cast all of the stars into the sky above his head. If God created anyone perfectly by hand, it's you.

He's an attentive listener. He loves to lounge lazily on the couch and listen to you talk about your day. He asks a lot of questions just so the conversation doesn't have to end so soon. He's almost like your personal diary at some point. He's just an easy and comfortable person to talk to.

Protective and slightly possessive boyfriend. He is not controlling by any means but he does get obviously possessive over you if he feels that someone is coming onto you in front of him. He mostly reaches to hold you close or stands in between you and whoever is making him feel antsy in his spot. Protective boyfriend is a given. Yudai, though not a violent guy, would absolutely put a smackdown on someone if he felt it was necessary to keep you safe.

He's almost like your not-house-husband. This man doesn't let you do anything to pick up around your own house. If he's there, you're going to sit down and relax and he will take care of whatever has been bothering you. Laundry pile bugging you? No problem, it's folded while you're watching a movie together and put away before he goes home. Got some dishes needing to be done after eating dinner? Don't even think about it, he's on top of the issue and the dishes are drying before you can even reach for a sponge. Sometimes you have wonder if you accidentally hired a maid instead of getting a boyfriend.

He waits up for you if you've been out. He's a natural-born worrier who will keep a close eye on his phone in case you need to give him a text or call. He's always telling you to text him when you've gotten to your destination(s) safely and he will stay up all night waiting for the text message or waiting to see you. Even if you insist that he gets rest, he will stay up and wait patiently to make sure you don't need him to come get you.

Nicholas 🍓

Annoying in such an endearing way. He teases you nonstop because he loves to hear your gentle giggles and watch as your cheeks heat up a nice red color because of his antics

Romantic as all get out. He looooves to buy you small gifts like flowers or candies and he's all about the lifestyle of taking you shopping as a date. Going shopping with you is one of his favorite ways to spend time with you and he will call it a "date" every time.

Taking photos of you is his number one hobby. On a date? Fifteen photos. Sleeping comfortably in his bed? About sixty photos. -- No matter the occasion, you can be certain his entire camera roll is nothing but photos of you.

He sleeps most comfortably if you guys are cuddled up close to one another. He almost cocoons the two of you in his blankets whenever you stay the night at his place. He likes you hug you tightly and rest with his head lightly pressed against yours. He sometimes plays soft music when he's falling asleep but if he knows it bothers you, he will just mumble soft stories to you (mostly to himself) until he's fallen asleep.

Financially irresponsible but only because he loves to spoil his lover. He will buy you anything you say you want or hint at liking. If you guys are shopping together and see a pair of shoes you barely hint at liking, they're already tucked up under his arm and he's probably grabbing a second pair just in case the first ones get ruined. You like a design on a shirt? It's yours and he's not taking arguments. You often contemplate hiding his wallet from him or wearing a pair of sunglasses whenever you're shopping with him so he stops purchasing everything you look at. Anytime you fuss at him for spending so much money on you, he will get sulky and tell you "but I just like to see you happy, you wouldn't take that away from me, right?" -- And then you're left in a dilemma of either watching the dude drain his bank account or letting him sulk and drag his feet all day because you told him NO for once.

Yuma 🐱

Yuma would be such a cute boyfriend. He would be kind of shy whenever he tries to flirt with you and he always bursts into a fit of soft, nervous giggles whenever you lean in to give him kisses.

He always sends you the cutest selfies whenever you're not together. He loves to send you pouty photos with "it's less fun without you here" attached, or he will send a photo of something cute and silly with "I thought of you" sent right after.

Plushies are how he shows his love for you. Everywhere he goes, he buys you a new stuffed animal to toss onto your bed. It's getting to the point where there's not enough space for you in the bed because the stuffed animals are starting to take over but he cares not one bit. He would buy an entire house just for stuffed animal storage if he had the funds to do so.

Sharing clothes is something Yuma likes to do. If you have a cute shirt he knows will fit him, it's not your shirt anymore. If you want to steal a jacket or pair of jeans of his out of his closet, he'd never complain. He'd tell you that you look better than he does in whatever article of clothing it is.

He loves to share earbuds with you. Listening to music together is something simple that makes him feel more connected to you. He likes when you guys take turns picking the next song in the queue to listen to together. He always makes sure he brings a back up pair of earbuds in case the first pair ever dies in the middle of a small jam session.

Jo 🍚

Holding hands is his favorite form of intimacy. To Jo, there's nothing sweeter and more endearing than offering your hand to him and just allowing him to hold it tightly within his own. His thumb is always caressing the side of your hand lovingly, especially if he's listening to you talk. It's his way of showing he cares and is listening to you.

Secretly a jealous boyfriend. Though he's shy in nature and would never outright tell you he's jealous when you're giving someone else more attention, it's obvious that he feels a little bit left out whenever your attention is on another friend over him. He gets a little bit pouty and always reaches to place gentle touches on your hand or thigh to remind you that he's there and would like attention, too.

Going out to a nice restaurant for dinner is his favorite form of date night. He loves to see you get dressed up really cute just for him! He will probably compliment you four hundred times before you even reach the restaurant and you keep catching him staring so lovingly at you while he's eating.

Jo is always trying to improve his drawing skills so he can gift you his art or impress you with what he produces. You've seen his sketchbook and have found that he's tried to sketch you a few times already but decided to restart because he didn't like how he'd made you look. He would become incredibly shy and embarrassed if he knew you saw those drawings, so you always pretend not to notice when he's admiring your face a bit more closely than usual, especially when the sketchbook is sitting comfortably in his lap.

Sleepy hammock cuddles when it's raining. Every time Jo knows it will rain, he finds his way to the hammock he's gotten set up on the balcony of his apartment to curl up with a nice book. Of course, once it starts to actually rain, Jo finds himself becoming sleepy and clingy! He almost always calls for you to come climb into the hammock with him so you guys can cuddle and listen to the rain together. Bonus points if you bring a blanket you guys can snuggle up under together. Extra bonus points if you tell him fun stories about your childhood or ask about when he was little and would play in the rain.

Harua 🐰

Surprising you with your favorite dessert is Harua's absolute favorite thing to do. Seeing you get excited because he showed up with your favorite ice cream or yogurt is something that brings him incredible joy.

He calls you pet names more often than calling you by your real name. Sometimes you wonder if he knows your name isn't "sunshine" or "sweetie" because he's so allergic to calling your name.

Flirting isn't a thing with Harua. He's completely oblivious whenever you try to flirt with him and his attempts... Are bad. He thinks telling you he likes your shoes is flirting and he gets a little flustered when it doesn't work out so well. He can occasionally flirt to the point of making you blush but this happens rarely. More often than not, you just have to chuckle at him and give him a kiss on the cheek.

He loves to get his nails done with you. Even if all you get is your nails trimmed or a clear overcoat to make your nails shine, Harua loves to drag you out to a salon for special one on one time. Matching nails are his favorite thing, so if you decide to get a nail design, he will find a way to incorporate it on his own nail as well.

He insists on walking you home. It doesn't matter the time of day, where you live, or how far he will have to travel to get himself home, he wants to accompany you back to your home so he knows you got there safely. He always gives a gentle kiss on the nose before you part ways for the night and he stands patiently outside until he watches you get beyond the door. He never lets you walk alone, especially at night or during a storm and you can count on him to linger outside for a few minutes just to make sure you're safe, able to get inside easily, and weren't followed by anyone else.

Taki 🐣

Taki is a clingy boyfriend. He wants your attention almost all the time and feels lonely whenever you're not around. He's not overwhelmingly clingy, but he is the type who wants to touch you almost nonstop (hugging, holding your hand, playing with your hair, etc.) when you're together and he basically begs for your attention.

Karaoke dates almost every Friday night. He loves to hang out with you and eat yummy snacks while singing your favorite songs together. Duets are a favorite of his so you can also have a small dance together.

He is infatuated with you and thinks you're genuinely the coolest human being that's ever walked this planet. Whatever your favorite hobby is, he's in love with it simply because you are. He is forever going on about how cool he thinks you are to his friends and he loves to brag about the things you get up to. If you're an artist, he's showing off all of your art no matter what. If you make cute little bracelets, you better believe he will wear 5 at a time and talk endlessly about how you made them custom just for him. He's your #1 cheerleader always.

He would wear matching outfits with you. He thinks it's cute to wear matching colors or matching styles whenever you go out on a date together. If you're wearing blue, he will too. If you've got pink somewhere on your outfit, he will try to find a way to make something of his pink (or as close to it as possible) so you can have a cute "couple's outfit."

Taki's favorite thing about cuddling with you is the fact that he gets to be the little spoon. He loves to feel small when you guys cuddle up to watch movies or just to talk about your busy day. -- You always find that he puts his head right over your heart so he can listen to your heartbeat while you cuddle. If he's ever feeling particularly stressed out or upset, you know letting him listen to your heartbeat will soothe him and make everything feel better for a little while.

Maki 🐶

Maki loves to flirt with you. He is a master at flirting and making you blush. He always just grins and winks at you whenever your face is hot and red from his flirting and teasing. Even through text message, he finds a way to flirt and tease you until you're a blushing mess.

He talks about you all the time. Nonstop, he talks about you to his friends and family. He finds a way to bring you up in every conversation, even if it has little relevance to anything that's going on. The conversation could be about what his friends want for dinner and he'll but in with "well you know, y/n likes...." for no reason at all.

He brings you things that remind him of you at random times so you know he's always thinking about you. He mostly shows up with random candles or small throw blankets that had cute designs all over them.

Water gun battles are something that always take place when you're dating Maki. He will randomly pop up from behind the couch and just start shooting water at you before he scurries off to a different room before you can retaliate. Whenever you guys have been moody towards one another, he will offer you a water gun and tell you the first person to tap out has to apologize first. -- Of course, he ends up apologizing first, but the water gun fight is just a way he tries to bring the mood up and make things more lighthearted when you've both been a little grouchy towards one another.

Let's get one thing clear. If there's a bug, he's not getting it out of the house / room / area. He will scream like he's being ripped apart from the inside out and will in fact run to hide behind you if he sees anything resembling a bug or insect. Congratulations, reader, you're the exterminator of the relationship!

[yumandoull]

omg omg reading the lyrics for wolf type made me CRAZYYYYY could you write what the andteam are like when jealous? (you can do all members as hcs or choose one member)

love ur work btw 💖💖💖💖

I'm just a wolf type (K, Fuma, Nicholas, Yuma, and Taki headcanons)

Warnings: not much but uhm neck kisses on yuma's, taki being DOWN BAD, not all members are included since these members are the ones I found the easiest to write as them being jealous, no word count and no proofread so expect typos/grammatical errors again hehe but some are a little longer than others, let me know if I missed some!

Message from the doll: so yes I did disappear for a few weeks I think(?) because of health reasons and followed by family emergencies 😿 but after all that, finally found the motivation to write againnn! Although I'm gonna confess something...I'm struggling with the pt2 for run, rabbit because I have no idea how to write reader x multiple members so I don't know when I'll be able to finish that 😞 for now, have some &team hcs and expect a yuma fic later tonight or tomorrow??? 👀

K

- For me, K would be a little passive-aggressive with it because he just looks like that type of person for me.

- When he first saw you talking to someone else, he would approach you immediately. He would ask what you and the person was talking about, laugh when you tell him the joke the other person said but his laugh was a little forced.

- K would wrap an arm around your shoulder while also participating in the conversation in a pretty friendly way but he is still glaring a little when you or the other person isn't paying attention.

- When the person finally gets the hint and leaves you alone, K would immediately take you away from the area to keep other people from approaching you. You would feel that his grip around your shoulder was a little tensed and his steps were firm so you would ask, "Were you jealous of them?"

- K would immediately deny it but if you kept asking, he would admit it.

"Okay yes, I was a little jealous so just stay close to me from now on."

Fuma

- Okay so for Fuma it would be a little different. When he saw you being approached by someone else, he would literally be like this (O_O) like surprised but not really because you looked good that day

- The two of you trust each other so I don't think he would be jealous that much I mean don't get me wrong, he just seems like the type of person that has so much trust on his partner (vice versa) and c'mon, he knows he's strong as hell and wouldn't hesitate to throw hands when needed.

- Which he will because as he was observing from afar, Fuma would start to notice you sending glances his way and your eyes saying 'I'm uncomfortable please help'.

- You didn't even need to glance a second time because that man's arms were already around your waist and his eyes stabbing daggers at the person bothering you. He would use the remaining of his calmness to talk to the person, knowing that you don't like making much of a scene.

- If the person is still not backing away and is even taunting him...OH IT IS ON. Fuma would immediately turn more aggressive, his hands leaving your waist to take a few threatening steps towards the person. But as much as possible, he would still not throw hands because he also doesn't want to cause a scene. He would also want to leave the place immediately after.

"If someone bothers you again like that, come find me."

Nicholas

- THIS MAN WOULD BE SO STRAIGHTFORWARD WITH IT.

- You two are at a party or something and yes, some people also approach him and he makes it clear that he's taken and they immediately back off. You, however, is more polite and isn't as straightforward. So you would try to politely decline someone but most would see it as you playing hard to get.

- In this scenario however, someone approached you because they noticed a keychain on your bag (an interest that you and the person shared) so naturally, you didn't look uncomfortable or anything because you were just talking about your interest with someone else.

- Nicholas would see this and immediately comes up to you, pushing past the people trying to pull him to dance or something. He looks intimidating even if he's not trying to be and now that he IS trying to intimidate someone, he looks like he could kill the person talking to you with just a blink or something.

- He would immediately tell the person that you are taken and asks them to go bother someone else. When the person leaves, you would sulk a bit because you were having a nice conversation with them about an interest of yours.

- Nicholas would feel a little guilty but it gets pushed away and he insists that 'they were still trying to get you away from me' or something. After that, he would learn about EVERY interest of yours so you can talk to him about it instead.

"Talk to me instead. I'm a great listener, y'know."

Yuma

- THIS BOY IS POSSESSIVE AND GETS SUPER CLINGY ABOUT IT. LIKE AN ACTUAL CAT. I'm just gonna say this but Nekoz are definitely the ones who gets easily jealous.

- I saw a clip from EJ and Yuma's live, I think EJ asked Yuma something like what if the fans spend valentines with someone else and Yuma immediately went 'no! they should spend it with us! 😾' LIKE WOAH OKAY, I like a possessive man.

- I also saw a girl ranking the members from least to most possessive based on their birth chart I think and YUMA was the one that is the most possessive based on his birth chart and I was NOT surprised at all.

- He sees someone else making you laugh? HE'S LITERALLY '😾' AND CLINGS TO YOU. Taking a seat next to you, resting his head on your shoulder, arms around your waist. KISSES ON YOUR NECK AND MAKES SURE THE OTHER PERSON SEES HIM DOING IT. (It's very obvious that I enjoy writing for Yuma)

- Once you tease him about him being jealous tho, he denies it.

"I wasn't jealous! I was just making sure you would only laugh like that because of me."

Taki

- SPEAKING OF CLINGY, Taki would also be like this. But unlike Yuma who is like a cat and glares at the person, Taki would have puppy eyes looking at YOU because you're not giving him attention.

- Taki would ALWAYS be by your side but that doesn't stop anyone from approaching you (because they think Taki was your younger brother or something) but Taki wouldn't even care if someone said that. HE JUST CARES ABOUT YOU AND YOUR ATTENTION 😞

- I don't but for meee, I just really see Taki as someone who pulls a baddie from being weird and a loser really but I also love it when my man is down bad (nonchalant < yearners) A MAN WHO YEARNS IS A MAN WHO EARNS.

"Heyy, pay attention to meee. Can we get takoyaki please?"

Another message from the doll: I don't think this is nsfw or even suggestive so it should've been on my sfw blog instead but I was halfway writing this on the app and too lazy to transfer it, also because the ask was sent here. Situations are lowkey repetitive but I hope y'all still enjoy it 😞 anyway! As always, ask box is open for requests, thoughts, feedbacks, or messages!

[eyesforfuma]

fuma who loves to play dumb and starts exercising while you are doing something else, hoping you will notice because you always do, eyeing him from time to time, watching how his muscles flex, how he grunts, how his face turns red and sweaty after a couple of minutes

and sometimes that's how he lets you know how needy he is for you because what a better way to release his heat than exercising and then fucking you, pumping himself up to make sure you can run your pretty hands through his already flexed body, praising him on how strong and hot he is

you would watch him from across the room, pressing your thighs together knowing whats about to come, at that point you already stopped doing whatever you were doing and your focus is now on him, waiting for him to look at you, see how desperate you are for him, your fingers teasing your lips without too much thought, imagining all the nasty things you want him to do to you

and thats how sex with fuma became part of his routine, he would workout lightly, a couple of crunches, push ups, triceps dips in any low surface he can find and some stretching, loosing the meaning if he is really exercising or getting ready to fuck you dumb

he would face you while stretching, his eyes tracing your body, smirking at you, at the thought of how pretty you will look all fucked

"what are you thinking about, princess?" gosh, he knows exactly what you are thinking and how you want it but he makes you say it, slowly approaching you to hungrily but slowly start kissing your neck, his hands lifting your hips so you can wrap your legs around him, his sweat dripping from his chin, his body hot and ready to fill you up

"dont be shy, tell me exactly how you want me to fuck you and i will make sure to take care of you, my precious, needy girl"

[starrihan]

Highkey need a continuation of Fuma and Nicholas' reactions to reader accidentally touching their dicks 👀

-> Genre: smut, oral in Fuma’s (m receiving), mutual mastrubation in Nico’s

-> Warnings: none!

-> Word Count: 2,164 (~1000 words each)

-> Notes: You know nonnie, I already had some ideas cooking but I’m glad to know someone wants to see more for their parts 🤭 you can find part 1 to this ask here!

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Fuma:

You were staying true to your word– you were going to stay at his apartment after dropping him off. You originally planned to go home after dropping him off, figuring that he would be too drunk to do anything afterwards. But to your surprise, he stayed composed and even stopped drinking after the little incident in the bathroom.

"Can I drink when we get back to your place? I've been deprived all night just for you..."

You asked him during the car ride home. There was no one on the road, allowing you to push past the speed limit in order to get there faster.

"Yeah, if we're even alive by then, slow down there's no rush."

But you were in a rush. You needed that alcohol in your system if you were going to do what was implied in the bathroom. You checked your speed, heeding his warning and slowing down to ease his nerves. He could tell that you were sweating, cranking up the AC in the car, but it didn't help you at all.

Upon arriving at his apartment, you parked the car, letting out a shaky breath as the feeling between your thighs was still searing hot, clamping them together. He noticed your discomfort, not saying anything and just stepping out of the car. You followed him out, trialing behind him. You've been at his apartment before, but you felt more nervous now. He opens the door, walking in first and closing the door behind you.

"Nothing has to happen tonight. Even though I meant what I said, I was drunk and horny. I only want to do what you want to do. I don't want you to have to drink alcohol to be with me. you don't even have to stay if you don't want to."

He didn't sound bitter or upset, only concerned if he made you feel uncomfortable. You felt bad. You did truly want this, but you were just nervous. You turned to face him, expression soft. Your heart dropped into your stomach at the thought that you made his question himself.

“I’m sorry Fuma. It’s not that. You just… you make me nervous. It’s not that I don’t want it to happen… I was just very surprised I thought it was just you saying things when you were drunk.”

He just smirked, locking the door before walking up to you. You gulped as his gaze bore holes into your soul, like he could read straight through you.

“You know, you say you’re nervous but you haven’t stopping rubbing your thighs together all night. Seems like you’re pretty comfortable if you’re trying to get yourself off in front of me.”

His hands are planted firmly at your hips, fingers digging into exposed skin from your dress. You eyes follow his as he looks you up down, like he’s just about ready to devour you whole, watching as his eyes flick down from your eyes to your lips, to your chest and back up to your lips.

He was right, you’ve been trying to get yourself off for so long now you couldn’t wait any longer. You bring you hand behind his head, pulling him down for a kiss before he could tease you anymore. His lips are still plush despite the alcohol he's drank, molding with yours perfectly as your fingers tangle in his hair.

"You're sure about this, right?"

He asks, pulling away from the kiss to bring them down your jaw and neck. A little moan escapes your lips, as you breathe out a small 'yes,' to his question. You bring him back to your lips, taking control this time as your hands move down his front, unbuttoning his jeans and reaching in the palm his dick through his boxers. He was already hard, making you smirk into the kiss.

"Fuck, Y/N..."

He groans into your mouth. Your other hand pulls his pants down, still palming him as you get down on your knees, the images of you on your knees in the bathroom floor playing back in his mind. You watch as he continues to harden at your touch, finally pulling his boxers down and letting his cock free. His hands are in your hair now, gently moving some strays out of your face as he looks at you in anticipation, breath caught in his throat.

You kiss the tip, watching as a little color from your lip stain mixed with your gloss transfers over, the clear mark of your lips visible. You look up at him through your lashes, and he almost swears at how beautiful you look right now. You smile sweetly, like you aren't on your knees for him, before letting your tongue drag along the tip.

"Happy birthday, Fuma."

You say before wrapping your lips just on his tip, kitten licking his slit which has him gripping your hair a little tighter. You work your way down his length, making sure to lick and suck around every vein, teasing him like how he had you teasing yourself all night. But you kept it light, trying your best to fit as much as you could into your mouth.

The involuntary jerks of his hips has his length reaching the back of your throat. He tries to pull out a little, but you grip his hips tight, shaking your head 'no' as you keep him there. You were determined to have him cum down your throat, hollowing out your cheeks and bobbing your head enough to have him constantly hit the back of your throat. He was thick, making it hard for you not to gag but you suppressed it well enough. You could feel the way his dick would spasm slightly, knowing he was close.

He knew you knew it too, letting himself fully relax into your touch as he tries to hold off cumming so quick. Tears brim your eyes, stinging as your throat burns. With one last jerk of his hips and a brush of your tongue near his base, he doesn't hold back, coating your tongue and throat with thick ropes of his cum. He slowly pulls out and your jaw goes slack, some of his cum spilling past your lips and down your chest.

"Are you alright? I didn't hurt you too bad, did I?"

He's kneeling with you, holding your mouth close as you try hard to swallow while your throat is dry. You look down, taking your finger and picking up any liquids that escaped your mouth before shoving them past your lips, releasing them with a 'pop' and a bright smile.

"It felt great."

He helped you up, kissing you as he snaked his hand around your waist and grabbing your ass, squeezing it tight. He hikes your dress up, fingers gently running over the fabric of your underwear before stopping at the almost seeping wet spot.

"It was a happy birthday indeed, now let me help you out."

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Nicholas:

You couldn't believe that you were actually considering fooling around with your best friend in a public changing room. The way his eyes pierced into your own, completely captivating. Or the way his arms had you trapped like a scene in a K-drama. The smirk never left his face, only growing bigger as you take a deep breath, completely dazed just by his stare. He leans in close, but not enough to kiss you, like he's giving you a chance to back out now if you wish. But you don't, closing the gap instead. You gasp into the kiss, his sharp teeth biting at your lip almost instantly. His hands are around you now, holding you close as you feel his hard-on against your leg.

You yelp at the feeling and you can feel his smirk through the kiss. He slots his thigh between your legs and you instantly grind down, not realizing that you were in need of friction so fast. He chuckles, smug.

"You must really find me attractive huh? Grinding down on me already."

Your blush deepens, hiding your face in the crook of his neck.

"I can say the same for you... you're bricked up and I barely groped you."

The way you speak into his neck has shivers running down his spine. His hands that moved down to your ass grip tight, letting out a shaky breath as your clothed pussy just barely makes contacts with his clothed dick.

You had to admit, the way he seemed to be melting at your actions made you feel powerful, reaching down into his boxers to grab him fully. He wasn’t expecting it, biting down on your shoulder. But two could play at the game.

He quickly removed his thigh from under your heat, instead moving your panties aside and lubing up two of his fingers with your slick. You let out a whimper, also not expecting him to touch you yet. He slowly inserts both fingers, pushing them in and out slowly before finding your spot, indicated by a concerningly loud moan for a public changing room.

He uses his other hand not occupied by your pussy to pull your chin up, attaching his lips to yours to drown out both of your moans as you both work faster. You grazed your thumb over his slit, pushing down on it a little which had him biting your lip again.

“Shit Y/N you can’t do that��”

He said against your lips, fully pushing you up against the wall as his fingers continuously hit your spot.

“Why not? Can’t handle it?”

You loved to challenge him, he always has the best reactions. He just scoffed, removing his hand from your chin and lifting your shirt up instead, pulling down your bra. He wasted no time attaching his lips to your nipple, licking and sucking as he felt you push his head further into your chest.

“Nicholas…”

You tried your best not to moan his name, but it was hard when he was making you feel so good. You were rocking your hips faster against his fingers. He did the same, thrusting his hips into your hand after you freed him from the confines of his boxers. You watched as he moved from one nipple to the other, a string of saliva following. Your head was thrown back, squeezing at his dick harder which made him stop his movements for a second.

He couldn’t cum, not yet, not before you did. He pinched your other nipple, while his mouth went to work, sucking and biting even harder than before. He added another finger as well, stretching you out even more as you felt your legs shaking from the pleasure.

“What’s wrong baby? Don’t think you can handle it?”

He’s mocking you, smiling like he was victorious in making you fall apart first. You shake your head ‘no,’ trying your best to be convincing as your body continues to fail you.

“It’s alright Y/N. Cum for me, don’t hold back.”

He connects your lips again, this time more gentle and slow and he keeps his pace. You let out little whines and whimpers at how close you are, your hand moving sloppily against his dick as the pleasure starts to overwhelm you. But you keep going, determined to make him cum as well.

You speed up your movements, making sure to squeeze at the base and tip whenever you can, constantly running your finger over his slit. You pull him closer, removing your hand from his dick and moving your panties even more, allowing him to run the head against your clit.

“Oh fuck, fuck…”

He whispers against your lips. You cave first, your release soaking his fingers and running down his dick as you realize you just squirted all over his hand. He snapped, dick twitching before cumming all over your lips and his fingers that were still in you, watching as a mixture of his cum and your squirt dripped onto the floor.

He’s panting against your lips, trying hard to catch his breath as your fingers move to hold his bicep. Your foreheads are touching, sweat dripping down your faces as you both realize the mess that you’ve made. You look down at the lewd sight before you, mentally facepalming at the embarrassing reality of your actions. He quickly moves your panties back in place, causing you to wince at the feeling of his hot cum and your wet juices sticking to your skin.

“Keep these on until we get back to my place. I have to see you squirt on my face next.”

He pushes you out of the changing room after helping you fix yourself, asking you to grab napkins to help clean up his mess. You don’t miss the way one of the workers eyes you with disgust. You quickly mouth an apology before running off to grab napkins, the feeling of your wet and ruined panties a constant reminder of your previous actions.

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[starryriize]

hear me out for the legal line in &team, y/n forgets to bring a towel into the shower and has to call for her s/o to bring it for her…you take it from there🤭

reaction to forgetting a towel... | &team

╰┈ ⋆｡˚ 🪼 pairing: legal line and gf!reader

╰┈ ⋆｡˚ 🪼 genre: romantic, really suggestive

╰┈ ⋆｡˚ 🪼 author’s notes: this made me 😵‍💫 i’m literally not okay anon! i hope i did your ask justice!! this really drove me insane fr thinking about this...i couldn't come up with anything for harua and taki, so they're not included in this one 😭

K - the moment he hears your voice calling from the bathroom, he doesn't think it's for a towel. thinks it's for him to join you but instead you ask him for a towel. his eyes catch yours in the mirror, noticing the way the water droplets fall down your bare shoulders. he does get the towel for you, but only after he's taken off his clothes and joined you in the shower!! teases you that you planned this and loves how soaked you are :( safe to say, your water bill that month was higher than usual...

Fuma - wonders why and how you even forgot a towel, to begin with, but bring your towel regardless. tries not to think about how he could join you in the shower and then he wouldn't have to shower later in the day. sighs in defeat after he sees you come out of the shower and admire yourself in the mirror (he’s just in love fr)!! pulls you to the bed and makes sure you know just how much he loves you :( be ready for multiple rounds of him rewarding you for being so good to him!

Nicholas - a tease!! gives you the towel and after you've turned off the water, he's all over you! thinks it's so hot how the towel is loosely draped over your dripping figure, and knows you'll be dripping more before the night is over :( tells you first how he'll help you dry off, and he does! he even blow-dried your hair after telling you numerous times how stunning you are, but let's just say you're in for a long night...

Ej - he would be instantly blushing. he's literally mesmerized with you. thinks about how good you smell due to your body wash and would offer to dry your hair off for you. holds the towel for you as you come out of the shower, but by no means is he able to take his eyes off of your figure. how can he?? decides to stay between your legs the entire night- making you scream his name all night

Yuma - a TEASE!! he brings the towel but god, he’s so sarcastic about it. “oh, you need this?” and you just got out of the shower so it’s cold, but best believe yuma has ways to warm you up!! smirks when you get the towel to cover yourself saying, “the towel will only last a few minutes, love. plus i can make you feel hot” you’re blushing and internally dying!!

Jo - he's halfway between going insane and being incredibly shy :(( puts the towel next to you but turns away from you, giving you some privacy! as soon as you're out of the bathroom, he's kissing you all over!! giggles when you say that you have to get dressed :( decides then and there that you will be pampered all night! like ej, stays between your legs the entire night...reveling in how delicious you are!

[multicohn]

summary: fuma in a private, but not secret relationship

warnings: none

pairing: fem! idol! reader x idol! murata fuma

genre: smau, established relationship

author note: inspired by user 032104 series

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[shyxcherry]

best friend's brother fuma

just a small fuma drabble while i work on my k fic (spoiler: its street racer k) warning: smut word count: 1.3k

it was no secret that you had a crush on your best friend's brother, fuma. well, you tried to keep it a secret, but you weren't really good at it. but how could you not like him? not only was extremely attractive, but he was sweet- always helping you and your friend out when needed.

you and your friend almost always stayed at your her place when you could. you normally used the same excuses- that either your house was dirty or that she had more room. she fell for it for a long time. that was until she saw you not so secretly checking her brother out. you apologized profusely- thinking that maybe she thought you only liked her for her brother.

she of course thought the complete opposite. turns out, she had been routing for you two for quite some time now and was just waiting for the right time. and what better time than to try was on their annual family trip.

you always went on vacation with them during the summer. this time, the two of you wanted it to be different. you and your best friend picked out the smallest, skimpiest clothes you owned and wore them. the first few days, everywhere you went you got some sort of compliment or cat call. you got so much attention, even from your friend, but not from who you wanted.

fuma barely looked at you the first few days- even going as far as leaving the room as soon as you entered. you felt discouraged by that. maybe he didn't like you back like you so desperately wanted. your friend obviously didn't believe that and tried to convince you, but you couldn't help it. especially when the two of you came down to go out to dinner, fuma quickly went back to his room- stating he didn't feel good.

that night, you drank a little to much alcohol trying to rid your thoughts of him. you passed out as soon as you all got home and woke up in the middle of the night feeling like your mouth was the sahara desert. since it was late, you didn't bother to put any shorts on. it's not like you could see anything anyway due to the long shirt your friend let you borrow.

you creep down to the kitchen before turning the light on. you walk over to the counter, grabbing a glass and filling it with water. you take a few sips before putting the glass back on the counter. no sooner than the glass touched the marble, you were spun around.

you gasped as you were pinned to the counter, two arms trapping you from moving. your eyes landed on a bare chest, and when you look up, fuma's dark gaze is staring down at you. you gulp at the intensity of his gaze and try to keep your voice steady as you speak first.

"do you need something, fuma?"

"as a matter of fact, i do." he responds, voice low and raspy. "i need to know what type of game you're playing."

you look at him confused. "game?"

"don't play innocent with me, yn. you've been walking around in skimpy clothes all week. and don't think i haven't noticed the lingering glances." you flush at his words before looking down when you feel fuma play with the hem of your shirt. "and let's not mention the fact that you're in my shirt."

you look up at him with wide eyes. "i didn't know this was your shirt. i just borrowed it."

"i don't believe you. i think you wanted me to see you in my clothes and drive me even crazier than i already am."

you couldn't tell if he was mad or not. you were leaning towards the first one and started to apologize, but quickly changed your mind when fuma's hand brushed against your hardened nipple that you could see through the shirt. you watch as his hand trails down your side before disappearing under the shirt.

"where the hell are your shorts?" fuma groaned when his hand met your skin.

"i-i don't sleep in shorts." you answer, biting down a moan when his hand grazes the top of your underwear.

his other hand grips the bottom of your chin, pulling your gaze back to his. "tell me to stop if you don't want this."

"i don't want you to stop."

his hand drifts lower, fingers running over the embarrassingly wet spot on your underwear. he smirks as he leans down to be level with you. "look at you. i've barely touched you, and you're already soaked."

your eyes flutter when his thumb pushes on your clit but not enough to give you any relief. he toyed with your clit, thoroughly distracting you from his hands pushing aside your underwear. you let out a gasp, eyes flying open when two of his fingers plunged into you. you go to moan, but fuma's lips captures yours to keep you from doing so.

you grip his shoulders, melting in his arms as you kiss him back. all of the times you've imagined this didn't compare to the real thing in the slightest. he practically devoured you, forcing his tongue into your mouth as his fingers curled inside of you. he bites your lip when a moan slips past your lips.

"quiet, baby." fuma says as his fingers slow down. "we don't need my sister hearing how much of a slut her best friend is for her brother."

you choke out a gasp at his words but nod your head anyway. you didn't want him to stop. he smirks at your obedience, leaning down to kiss you again as his fingers speed up in pace. he made sure to capture every single sound from you, especially when his thumb started circling your clit.

your grip on his shoulders tighten as you lean into his embrace. he moves his arm to wrap around your body as he notices you getting lost in his touch. once his lips left yours, you buried your head in his chest, trying to prevent any sounds from being heard. he pulled your shirt, exposing your shoulder. he kissed at every inch of your exposed skin.

after another curl from fuma's fingers, you feel your stomach tighten. "fuma, fuck."

"are you close?" you nod your head, unable to speak without moaning. "then look at me."

you pick up your head, looking up into fuma's lust filled gaze. his lips pressed to yours right as you reached your climax. your nails dug into his skin causing his grip on you to tighten. he helps you through you orgasm before removing his fingers from you. you almost whine at the loss of him. if you were breathless from his kiss, you probably would've.

you watch as his hand moved up to his mouth, you watched as his fingers disappeared into his mouth as he cleaned off his fingers. you clench around nothing, already wishing he was touching you again.

"my god, fuma." your legs felt like jelly, stumbling as you moved away from him. he chuckled, wrapping his arms around you before pulling you back into his chest. he pushes your hair out of your face.

"are you okay?" you nod your head at his question.

"do you want me to carry you back to your room?" fuma asked you. you felt disappointed in that question, not thinking that's not what was going to happen. you shake your head before trying to remove his hands from you. he tightened his grip on you, keeping you from moving. "let me finish, baby. do you want me to carry you back to your room? or do you want me to bring you back to mine, and we can finish what you started?"

safe to say, you know which option you chose.

[atinyjules]

Calm After The Storm Ft. Single Dad!EJ

A/n: The title says everything! I've wanted to write for Euijoo for quite some time so I'm happy I finally could!

Spoiler alert: I'm gonna try to write as many fics as I can during this Easter break since my exams are right after.

Genre: Single dad au, dad au, fluff, romance (?), angst

Pairings: Single dad!Ej x Kindergarten teacher!Himari (fem oc)

Warnings: Mean parents, and Ej breaks down, extremely sad and stressed baby.

The late afternoon sun cast golden light across Fuma’s backyard, where pastel streamers danced gently in the breeze and balloons bobbed on strings tied to the fence posts. The scent of grilled snacks and sugar hung in the air as kids ran around in squeaky shoes, giggling, faces painted like butterflies and superheroes.

But EJ stood near the back porch, his son Euisang squirming and screaming in his arms, red-faced and tear-streaked.

It was Mayu’s 6th birthday party — Fuma’s daughter. A celebration that should’ve been sweet and fun. But for EJ, it had turned into a slow spiral of stress.

Euisang had been on edge the second they arrived. The music, the shouting, the colors — everything was too much. And now? He was inconsolable.

EJ bounced him softly, whispering, “Shhh, it’s okay, Sangie. I’m right here, it’s okay,” but Euisang thrashed harder, fists pounding his chest, hiccuped screams pouring out of him.

He heard it then — the murmurs from the snack table.

“Single dad, apparently. Poor thing.”

“No wonder the boy’s like that. These kids need mothers. Can’t just fool around and expect no consequences.”

EJ’s stomach twisted. He shifted uncomfortably, eyes on the ground. It wasn’t like he planned this life. His ex had handed over a baby and walked away. One day, he was just a regular university student. The next, he had a son.

Fuma noticed from across the patio and quickly crossed the yard.

“What’s going on?” he asked gently.

EJ gave him a tired, embarrassed look. “He won’t calm down. I should probably take him home… everyone’s staring.”

Fuma shook his head. “It’s fine, really. These things happen.”

He reached out. “Can I try?”

EJ hesitated, then handed Euisang over. But the little boy just cried harder in Fuma’s arms, curling his body away, overwhelmed and flushed.

And that’s when it happened.

One of the mothers nearby, holding a cup of fruit punch, sighed a little too loudly.

“This is what happens when a child grows up without a mother.”

Fuma froze, then slowly turned to face her, expression sharp.

“Excuse me, ma’am,” he said, voice still calm but steel underneath. “You can’t just say that.”

EJ gently reached for his son again, arms trembling slightly as he took Euisang back from Fuma’s hold. The little boy was still crying, his face flushed and scrunched as he buried himself into EJ’s shoulder.

“It’s alright,” EJ muttered quietly to Fuma, trying to soothe Sangie with slow, rhythmic pats on his back. “I’ll take him home. This was a mistake.”

Fuma’s eyes softened, but he shook his head firmly. “No, it’s not.”

He turned to the woman, his voice calm but edged with steel. “With all due respect, ma'am, you can’t just judge people without knowing them. Just because he’s crying like this doesn’t mean he always does. The baby is just overstimulated.”

The woman scoffed audibly. “Overstimulated, he says. The baby’s face is red with tears! He seems uncomfortable in his father's arms! You should just hand him over to the professionals — you don’t seem fit to even care for him.”

The tone, sharp and scornful, carried across the backyard, silencing the chatter of nearby guests. Heads turned. Eyes stared.

EJ felt the heat of humiliation creep up his neck, his fingers tightening around his son’s tiny frame. He wanted to cry — scream — disappear.

And then, a voice spoke up.

“He’s trying really hard.”

Everyone turned. A woman had just entered the backyard through the side gate, a glittery, colourful gift bag in one hand and a breeze catching the hem of her soft beige cardigan. She had medium curled black hair pinned partially back, eyes sharp but warm. She stepped closer to the scene without hesitation.

“Fun fact,” she said, tone casual but firm, “single parents have more on their plate than the general pairs of parents. Not saying two-parent households have it easy, but single parents juggle work and childcare while being both mom and dad. Every day.”

A ripple of whispers followed.

“Who is that?”

“Wait... isn’t that Miss Kojima?”

Before anyone could answer, a tiny blur raced across the yard.

“Teacher Kojima!!” Mayu squealed, running full-speed into the woman’s side.

The woman’s entire face lit up as she bent down to hug her. “There’s the birthday girl! Don’t you look like a princess today?”

Mayu giggled and twirled. “Yeah, I know! Dad made it for me!”

“That’s amazing! Isn’t he the best?” she grinned, handing over the glittery, colourful bag. “And here’s something special, just for you.”

Mayu gasped dramatically and held the bag like it was treasure. “Thank you!!” she squealed before darting over to Fuma with her gift.

The woman stood straight again, her expression cooling as she turned back to the judgmental mother.

“It’s the child’s special day. Don’t go ruining it with your disdain towards single parents.”

The woman scoffed. “Why are you even defending them?”

The newcomer smiled politely, but her words came like smooth steel. “Because my dad was a single parent. And he raised me on his own. I know how hard that life is, and I won’t stand here and watch someone belittle a parent who’s doing their best.”

Her gaze softened slightly as she looked over at EJ — who stood frozen, overwhelmed, his son still trembling in his arms.

“If two-parent households work fifty times hard,” she continued, “single parents work another fifty times harder.”

Fuma nodded silently beside her, a quiet but proud smile tugging at his lips.

EJ didn’t know her. Had never seen her before. But in that moment — with his son wailing against his chest and his heart bruised from the words thrown his way — he felt like someone had just stepped into the storm and held up an umbrella just for them.

And for the first time that day, he didn’t feel quite so alone.

The woman scoffed again, clearly flustered, her voice shaking with anger. “Who do you think you are, talking to me like that?”

Himari’s smile didn’t falter, though her eyes were hard with resolve. “If you can’t take the sight of single parents, maybe you should leave. And come pick up your child after the party is over. We’re all here to enjoy this day, not listen to your harsh judgments.”

The woman went silent for a moment, her face flushed with humiliation. She stared at Himari, eyes narrowing. “Who are you to tell me what to do?”

Himari straightened up, her posture confident and unyielding. “Kojima Himari. Kindergarten teacher. Specifically, your daughter’s kindergarten teacher.”

The woman’s eyes widened in shock as realization hit her. Her cheeks reddened in embarrassment. She opened her mouth, but the words caught in her throat.

“Goodbye, then,” Himari said sweetly, a hint of sass in her tone. “Maybe the next time you feel like making judgments, think about how much harder it is for parents who are doing it alone.”

With that, the woman quickly turned, her heels clicking sharply against the grass as she stormed out of the backyard, leaving the party in an awkward silence.

EJ stood there, still holding Euisang, who was now crying louder, his tiny hands flailing in the air as the raised voices only seemed to upset him more.

Himari’s gaze softened as she looked at the baby in EJ’s arms. “Ooh, what happened?”

She gently reached out and took Euisang from EJ’s arms, her voice now soothing and calm. “Hey there, little one,” she cooed, cradling him with the ease of someone who had done this many times before. “It’s okay, you’re safe now.”

Euisang’s sobs slowed, though his face was still red from crying. Himari rocked him gently, her hands warm and comforting.

EJ watched, a little taken aback by the woman’s calm presence. His son, who had been crying so desperately just moments ago, seemed to quiet down in her arms. He didn’t know her — not yet, anyway — but there was something about the way she moved, the way she handled his son, that made him feel a little less alone in that moment.

The stress of the past hour — the harsh whispers, the judgmental looks, his son’s cries, and the overwhelming helplessness — all came crashing down the moment Euisang finally quieted.

In Himari’s arms, the little boy clung to her shirt and hiccupped softly, his cries slowly fading into exhausted little breaths. And as EJ watched, the lump in his throat finally burst.

Both of his hands came up to cover his face, and a quiet sob escaped him. He turned slightly away, as if to shield himself from the weight of the stares still lingering in his memory, even if the garden was calm now.

Himari glanced over at him, arms still gently cradling Euisang.

Her heart ached at the sight.

Still holding the now-sleepy toddler close against her chest, she used one hand to reach out, placing it on EJ’s shoulder — patting it, then squeezing it softly, steady and reassuring.

“It’s alright,” she murmured, voice gentle, calm. “It happens. Sometimes it gets a little too much… and that’s totally fine.”

EJ’s shoulders trembled harder, his breath hitching. “I’m sorry… I just… it’s just too much,” he managed through his hands.

“I know,” Himari said quietly.

She eased down onto the garden bench beside him, Euisang still nestled against her like he belonged there. Her hand never left EJ’s shoulder, grounding him with the warmth of her touch.

“It’s totally fine to feel that way,” she continued, her voice soft but steady. “Sometimes it’s better to let it all out instead of bottling it in. That’s probably why your little one couldn’t stop wailing.”

EJ dropped his hands slowly, eyes red, voice tight. “What do you mean?”

“Kids can feel it,” she said, gently bouncing Euisang just a little as his breathing evened out. “They don’t need words to know when something’s wrong. If you’re overwhelmed, they sense it. They mirror it.”

EJ looked at his son — now finally resting, cheeks still tear-stained, lashes wet but calm. He ran a hand through his own hair, feeling everything hit him all over again.

“I didn’t mean to… I just…”

“You didn’t mean for him to carry it,” Himari finished for him. “But you’re human. You’re doing your best, and that matters. That’s enough.”

He turned his head, eyes meeting hers, and for a moment, the noise of the world faded.

“Thank you,” he whispered.

Himari gave him a small smile, one full of warmth and quiet understanding. “You’re welcome, Dad.”

And somehow, just hearing that made it feel like—for the first time in a while—he wasn’t completely alone in this.

Fuma walked over with a warm smile, balancing a pack of tissues under his arm and holding two paper cups filled with sparkling, glittery fruit punch. He sat down beside EJ on the other side, offering him a reassuring pat on the back.

“Yeah, you’re doing great, Dad,” he said, using the same gentle tone Himari had moments ago.

EJ let out a soft laugh through his sniffles, shaking his head as he wiped at his eyes with the back of his hand. “You’re just saying that.”

“No,” Fuma replied, opening the pack and handing him a tissue. “I’ve seen parents crumble under less. But you’re here, showing up for him. You didn’t walk away even when it got tough. That means something.”

He handed the glittery punch to Himari, who smiled and took it with one hand, the other still holding the peacefully sleeping Euisang against her. Then he passed the second cup to EJ.

“Figured you both earned this,” Fuma grinned. “Mayu insisted on the edible glitter. Called it ‘princess dust.’”

Himari chuckled softly. “Well, the princess has great taste.”

EJ took the cup, fingers wrapping around the warmth of it even though it was cold inside. “Thanks, man.”

Fuma just nodded, casually leaning back against the bench. “Anytime.”

The three of them sat there in comfortable silence for a moment — EJ, the quietly recovering father; Himari, the unexpected support; and Fuma, the friend who always knew how to show up at the right time. The breeze was soft, the distant laughter of children echoing from the other side of the backyard.

Euisang stirred a little in Himari’s arms but didn’t wake. His small fists curled up gently against her, and she adjusted her hold so he could sleep better.

“You’ve got a good kid,” Himari said after a while, taking a small sip of her drink. “Sensitive. Emotional. But really good.”

EJ glanced over at her, surprised by how easily her words warmed him.

“Thanks,” he said quietly. Then added, almost shyly, “You’re… really good with him.”

Himari smiled, her gaze soft and unassuming. “Comes with the job. But I also just like helping where I can.”

Fuma smirked over his cup. “She’s everyone’s favorite teacher, by the way.”

“Oh, stop,” Himari laughed, though her cheeks flushed faintly.

EJ looked down at his cup, then back at his son — safe and sleeping. His heart still hurt, but for the first time today, it didn’t feel heavy.

It felt held.

After a few more moments of calm, Himari shifted slightly to better hold the sleeping boy in her arms and offered EJ a gentle smile.

"I'm Himari," she said, her voice soft as she extended her free hand.

EJ blinked, then quickly wiped his hand on his pants before shaking hers. "Euijoo," he replied, his voice still a little hoarse from earlier. "But everyone just calls me EJ."

She gave his hand a warm squeeze before letting go.

He glanced at his son nestled against her and smiled faintly. "That’s Euisang. But I call him Sangie." His eyes softened. "He’s three."

Himari looked down at the small boy sleeping soundly in her arms and let out a light hum. "He looks older than three," she said, glancing at EJ with a kind smile. "That means you’re feeding him well. That’s really good!"

She gave his back another encouraging pat, firm but warm.

EJ chuckled softly, rubbing the back of his neck. “I mean… I’m trying. Sometimes I just put together whatever I can. I watch a lot of YouTube.”

"That still counts," Himari replied, smile never wavering. “You're doing your best. It shows.”

And somehow, those words felt like a gold star on a paper he thought had been graded F. For the first time that day, EJ allowed himself to believe it — even just a little.

EJ glanced down at his peacefully sleeping son and then back at Himari. “I could take him back now. He must be heavy.”

Himari shook her head with a soft laugh. “It’s totally fine. I carry kindergarteners every day. You relax and rest.” She adjusted Euisang comfortably in her arms. “These little moments of rest are really rare, you know.”

Her words made EJ smile, just a little — the kind that reached his tired eyes.

“You look really young though,” he said curiously, leaning back a little on the bench. “If you don’t mind me asking… how old are you?”

She chuckled and tilted her head. “I’m turning 22 in a bit.”

EJ’s eyes widened. “Wait, what? I’m 22 too.”

Himari gasped, eyes going wide before she lightly slapped his arm in disbelief. “Shut up! Who would've thought we’re the same age?”

They both laughed — an easy, genuine sound that melted some of the tension lingering in the air.

Then Himari gave him a proud, sincere smile. “That actually makes me more in awe of you. Most young parents in their early twenties struggle a lot. But you’re doing really, really well.”

EJ stared at her for a second, cheeks warming at the unexpected praise. “You really think so?”

“I know so,” she replied, her voice gentle but certain, the kind of voice that made people believe in themselves — even if just a little.

Himari shifted Sangie gently in her arms, eyes twinkling with mischief. “Well, when he turns four, he could start coming to the kindergarten I work at.”

EJ let out a soft laugh, the kind that finally held ease. “Oh, I’ll definitely consider that. I’ve never seen him this calm with anyone other than me or my mom.”

Her smile brightened at that, a little surprised and clearly pleased. With a dramatic flip of her hair, she raised a brow and said with mock arrogance, “Well, what can I say? I am amazing, after all.”

Hearing her playful words, EJ’s smile lingered as he looked at her—really looked at her.

The way she held Sangie with such natural care… the way she stood up for him like she’d known him forever… and that smile, soft but strong.

His voice dropped to a gentler tone, almost like it slipped out before he could catch it.

“Yeah… you are.”

Himari turned slightly, caught by the softness in his gaze. Her teasing smile faded into something quieter—something warm—as their eyes met.

And for a brief second, the world felt calm. No screaming. No judgmental stares. Just the quiet rhythm of a shared moment and a sleeping boy in her arms.

That's it for this oneee!

This kind of plot is honestly quite fun to write, and Fuma as a girl dad? 😳

I hope y'all enjoyed it 🥹

Likes and rebloggs are appreciated ♥️ ✨️

[lovelynicho]

Can you react &command to the fact that the reader initiates their intimacy for the first time? In terms of a kiss, hug and etc?

&team reaction - to you initiating intimacy for the first time

Pairing: &team x gn!reader

Genre: fluff

Warnings: not proofread (I was lazy), nothing else ig but lmk if there is

Note: I wrote it in a way that the reader doesn't usually like physical touch, I hope it's okay; english is not my first language, I apologize for any mistakes

Masterlist

K

He's fond of physical touch so he would be soooo happy when you finally initiate some intimacy. It happened after a date. After dates K usually hugs you and kisses you and he planned to do the same this time too. Only if you weren't faster than him. You guys were still talking in his car. Talking about everything and nothing, laughing a lot just like after every date. You felt so happy with him, so.... in love. You just felt a sudden urge to kiss him so you did it. It caught him off guard but when you tried to pull a way he chased after your lips to capture them again. When you two stopped for air he just smiled at you because he knew it was a big step for you.

Fuma

Your relationship was still fresh, so you didn't have that much intimacy yet. Today you just had a rough day and you couldn't stop yourself from crying. All this while you already settled a date with Fuma, to watch a movie at your place, so you left the door open for him. But as you were crying you lost track of time and the next thing you hear is your boyfriend yelling a loud 'hello' in search of you. You tried to hide you tears but it was no use. He got really worried when he saw you so he sat on the bed, right next to you. The thought of hugging you too crossed his mind, but knowing you're not really into physical touch he wasn't sure if it was okay when you're in this state. He did try to calm you down by saying "it's okay to cry" and "you can tell me if you want to". But suddenly you just asked "Fuma, can I hug you?" He nodded with a soft smile, hoping he can make you feel better.

Nicholas

He understands why you don't like skinship that much (no he doesn't cuz why would you resist warm hugs, but he tries his best). Despite that, he initiates a lots of skinship, but always makes sure that you're okay with it. When you first initiated skinship, it was really sweet. Both of you were sitting on the couch at your place doing nothing together. You looked at him by some sudden urge, just admiring his beauty (cuz come on, he's beautiful) and you lead your gaze to his arm. His perfectly defined arm that is decorated by a scar, something that makes him even more unique. Without thinking you lay your head on his shoulder, this already surprised him. But he definitely wasn't prepared for what came next. You brushed your hand over his scar making a guitar string sound and then you just smiled at him, this act made him laugh so hard you tought you broke him. Then when he finished he just looked at you and said "you're so cute"

EJ

It was nothing special honestly. You two were hanging out at his place talking and doing nothing when suddenly you felt hungry. He offered to make both if you sandwiches and you'd be crazy not to accept it. But as he was in the kitchen, making food, he looked so beautiful. Eyes focused on what he was doing and his waist just looked so pretty, so inviting. So you went up behind him and hugged him. It caught him off guard because normally you don't do things like this. In fact, you have never initiated a hug between you too, or with anyone else. He even asked you if you were okay because it's just sooo not like you. You just laughed at his question confirming that you are indeed okay, he just looked really pretty and you couldn't resist.

Yuma

You guys went stargazing together. It was almost midnight and there was nothing around you, the whole environment was quiet and calm. Sometimes you talked, but otherwise you just layed next to each other looking at the sky, making wishes when you saw a shooting star. But you were getting sleepy. You didn't want to fall asleep out in the middle of nowhere but you did want to get into a more comfortable position. You didn't have any pillows though, so you decided to use your boyfriend as a pillow. More specifically, your boyfriend's chest. As soon as you laid your head on it, you could hear a soft laugh coming out of Yuma. "I knew you wouldn't be able to hold yourself back from touching me for long" he said between laughs, but this playful statement of his earned him a soft slap from you.

Jo

He's shy. Like VERY shy. So I feel like it would be really awkward for a while with him. It would be just hugs and pecks on the lips for a long time because neither of you was brave enough to initiate more. And even those hugs and pecks were started by him. He even felt a little worried that you don't actually want to be with him. But one day on your date you felt courageous so you decided it was time to finally do something. It was a movie date when you came out from the cinema you guys still had some of your shared popcorn. You guys were talking about the move you just saw while you ate all the remaining popcorn. And by 'you' I mean you alone. When you realised there's no more left you just looked at him and suddenly kissed him. It was a longer kiss, but all soft. Then you said "sorry, I thought you deserve something since I ate all the popcorn". But he didn't even think about that, he was busy becoming a tomato.

Harua

It takes him time to start initiating intimacy too, so he understands you. Still he was the first one to initiate holding hands, hugging and kissing. You were comfortable with it, you just didn't know how to initiate these kinds of things. One time you and your boyfriend went to the nearby coffee shop for a date. You were waiting and finally your lattes arrived. You guys were chatting nicely and your boyfriend started to drink his coffee, but the cream stayed on his lips. That seemingly stayed unnoticed by Harua. You were thinking about how to tell him that he has some cream on his lips when suddenly you had a better idea. So while he was telling you about a cat he met the other day you just leaned in and kissed him. The action took him by surprise because you have never been so straightforward about a kiss before, but he had to admit that it was really cute. (It's so cliché I'm sorry sksksk)

Taki

He seems like his love language is physical touch. So it was a little hard for him to get used to the fact, that you're not really into it. Even when you two end up cuddling or kissing or just hugging, it is always him who initiates it. So the first time you hugged him he got so happy, he ended up picking you up and spinning you with that adorable smile of his on his face. After he put you down he would apologise in case that action was too much for you. When you tell him that it was okay and he's really cute and even hug him again he just carries you to the couch or bed (whichever is closer) and you two end up cuddling for hours.

Maki

I think his love language is physical touch. It would probably be hard for him to completely understand how you're not really into touching and stuff. He might end up starting to initiate less skinship because he wants to respect your boundaries. But you wanted to cuddle him, wanted to kiss him you just didn't know how you should start it. Once you were at his place, watching a movie. You just left for more snacks and when you came back you thought that now is a good time to cuddle him. So when you went back to the couch you put the snacks on his lap and then sat close to him, close enough to be able to lay your head on his shoulder. Maki, noticing your intention, put his arm around you and you guys just continued to watch the movie, but your boyfriend felt exceptionally happy just from your small gesture.

[starryjake]

What do you think are the top kinks for Andteam?~~~ (I'm new to your blog. I LOVE YOU FOR STUNNING ANDTEAM!~💕💕)

(a/n: this took me so long i could not think of any kinks for the life of me buttttt this is what i came up with!!)

k:

size - k is super tall and i think he would love being with someone a lot tinier than him. he likes someone he can make fun of for being short but when it comes to bed, he loves having someone that’s just easy to manhandle. he likes being able to lift you up or turn you around and just have his way with you with ease. feels a sense of pride about being so much bigger than you and likes to feel like he can protect you.

brat taming - likes to put you in your PLACE! secretly likes when you’re bratty but doesn’t show it at all, only shows how annoyed and frustrated he gets whenever you’re acting that way. he just loves to have an excuse to punish you: whether it’s edging you, overstimulating you, or if you’ve been really bad, then not letting you cum at all. he’s so cute and sweet most of the time but he can get pretty stern in bed!

begging - he’s so difficult i stg. i just know he’s gonna make you beg if you want something from him. you want him to finger you? you need to say please at least like three times. you want his cock? he basically expects you to be on your knees purely begging for him to give it to you. he just loves it so much, knowing you want him badly enough that you’re willing to beg like a pathetic little thing. and he will not hesitate to call you a pathetic little thing for needing him so bad.

more under the cut…

fuma:

breeding - like it just makes sense. he just loooooves having you in a mating press and fucking all his cum deep inside you, completely staining your insides. he’ll stay inside you for a few minutes just to ensure that his cum is doing it’s thing, and when he pulls out, he stuffs it all back inside with his fingers. he isn’t actually ready to knock you up yet, but just the idea makes him hard as a rock.

spanking - if his partner is being a brat, bro does not PLAY. he does not hold back. takes you to the nearest couch or bed and bends you ever his lap, spanking you and making you count until he feels like you’ve learned your lesson. it turns him on so fucking much feeling you writhe and shake in his lap, only to look up at him with teary eyes after and apologize for being a brat. almost always ends with him fucking the absolute shit out of you.

pet play - likes to put you in cute kitten ears or bunny ears, and collars too. likes to call you kitten and puppy and see you act all sweet and cute for him. LOVES it when you suck his dick while you’re wearing your ears, like i just know that’s the quickest way to make him bust. this way, he loves telling you what to do and you know you should do it if you want to avoid punishment (insert spanking kink).

nicholas:

• size - while k’s size kink is more in relation to the difference in height or body, nicho’s is more about his big dick lol. by that i mean he loves nothing more than to see you struggle to take his dick. it’s super hot to him the first time he’s having sex with someone and they can’t take it, but especially when he has sex with them again and they still can’t take it. like no amount of practice will ever get you accumulated to his big size.

• choking (giving) - he just looks like he likes it and like REALLY likes it. like he likes doing it hard too, wrapping his hand around your neck and actually squeezing it tight. obviously he’s not gonna squeeze it tight enough to like genuinely hurt you, but just enough to turn your face red and have you gasping for a breath. likes to do it when he’s fucking you real hard, when he just can’t control himself anymore and has to see you weak underneath him.

• marking (giving) - i just know he loves seeing you covered in hickeys. he’s careful when it comes to your neck, knowing it’s too obvious and too many people would be able to see it, which is why he opts for more private places that only he can see, like your thighs and hips and chest. you just look too perfect covered in purple bruises, each a little reminder of the sensual moment you had together.

ej:

• dirty talk - this may come as a surprise and i understand, but HEAR ME OUT! i just oddly see him as someone, when he gets in the right mood, just loves to tease you and get pretty nasty with you. just likes being a little mean to you during sex, always with a teasing grin on his face. teases you about how loud you’re moaning, about how you’re such a needy whore, how pathetic you are. i know this is a hot take but i know he has it in him!

marking (receiving) - likes marking you but LOVES when you mark him. nothing pleases him more than taking off his shirt, looking in the mirror, and seeing himself covered in purple hickeys all from you. he loves seeing the contrast of the old fading ones with the fresh ones, all scattered around his collar bones and chest. he likes when you bite him and scratch him too, anything that’s sure to leave a mark.

cum eating - he won’t force you, but he REALLY loves when you swallow his cum. if you’re sucking him off and he warns you that he’s about to finish and you keep your mouth on him, he gets SO EXCITED bc he knows you’re gonna let him cum down your throat. he has a habit of holding your head to his cock when he cums, ensuring that you get all his cum. then he’ll make you stick your tongue out once he’s done to make sure you swallowed every last drop!

yuma:

• quickies - i see him constantly having random spurts of energy that have him needing ways to get it out. as a result, he starts fucking you. these rounds only go for about five minutes but they’re just enough for him to release some of his pent up energy as well as make both you and him feel good. he also likes the slight risk factor in it because you never know when and where he’s gonna get the urge to fuck you.

• throat fucking - lives to see and hear you choke on his cock. when you give him the okay to fuck your throat, he goes for it and he goes hard. grabs you by the hair on the back of your head and just starts pounding your mouth. you’re gagging and drooling around him and practically crying, and he just loves it. especially loves it if you let him cum in your mouth and swallow it.

edging - he can lowkey be so mean during sex sometimes, and what i mean by that is he simply will not let you cum, at least not right away. he’ll get you so close, to the brink of your orgasm, and then rip it right away from you. he just loves to see how frustrated you get, sometimes to the point of tears, and how you beg with all your might to cum. normally, he eventually caves and lets you cum, but he likes to have his fun first.

jo:

• choking (receiving) - listen. he’s just so pretty and i can imagine my hand around his neck and him liking it. like the noises he would let out while you’re squeezing his pretty neck, soft little sighs and a deep moan here and there. i can see him shyly grabbing your hand and bringing it up to your neck to get you started.

• getting bossed around - idk what the actual kink name for this would be but hear me out! he just likes to let you do literally whatever you want with him and especially likes it when you’re a little mean about it. obviously don’t be TOO mean but you know…assert your dominance. likes when you declare what position you wanna be in and he just goes with it, letting you take the reigns.

• eye contact - i think at first when you initiated eye contact during sex, it made him super nervous and embarrassed, but he found that he kinda liked the way that being nervous and embarrassed felt. it just excited him more, and so whenever you grab him by the face and get him to look into your eyes, he just feels a certain way. he feels so shy and nervous, yet so close and connected to you at the same time.

[makixroll]

THIRD WHEEL — fuma ۫ ꣑ৎ

pairing . . . fuma x fem!reader

contents . . . non-idol , established relationship , mentioned friends to lovers , yuma always third wheeling , k mentioned , will be referred as "kei" .

You met Fuma when you two where in high school, in the same batch. Since then, you've been inseperable, which lead to another�� getting in a relationship with him. You've been with him for four years already. And in those four years has been nothing but thrilling. You were glad to risk your friendship with Fuma for something like this.

Yuma is your younger cousin. Although you're older than him for five years, that didn't stop you two from being close. Yuma adores you, he looks up to you. He treats you more like an older sister than his real sister. So when he found out that you decided to enter a relationship with Fuma, he was... well, he didn't really take it that well. Yuma feared you won't spend your time with him anymore. He was scared that you'd grow distant. Poor boy, you even have to comfort him for hours on end as he curled up on your lap like a kitten, a pout present in his lips.

You promised him, that you'll bring him whenever you and Fuma go out on a date, and surely, Yuma never forgotten that promise of yours. You felt apologetic towards Fuma, you didn't even get to ask for his opinion and immediately decided for yourself. So when you told Fuma about it, he didn't get mad or upset like you thought it would.

"Hm? It's okay with me. He seems like a really fun kid to be with!" Your lovely boyfriend of four years, Fuma, exclaimed with a soft smile.

So in every dates you two have, you brought Yuma along with you. But there are still dates where it was only you and Fuma. At first, Yuma was eager to attend all the dates you two shared, but then he started to realize that, Fuma is indeed a really great guy, and he deserves you. Plus, he already grew attached with your boyfriend, and felt no threat towards him anymore. You were really glad to find them getting along with each other, it makes your heart flutter.

Fuma sat on the sofa of your living room, with you beside him. He has his arms wrapped around your shoulder, while you leaned on his, you two watching tiktok videos on his phone. Yuma in the kitchen, preparing snacks.

"Oh, Kei mentioned there's a newly opened cafe around the block. You wanna check it out now?" Fuma asked, as he stumbled upon a coffee-making video on his for you page. He immediately thought of what Kei told him.

"Yuma! Wanna come?" Fuma raised his voice a bit for your younger cousin to hear. He immediately went out of the kitchen, his expression similar to a curious kitten.

"Where to?" Yuma asked, almost excitingly. He always loved going out with you and Fuma. You wondered if it was because of free food, which Fuma always pays, or the fact that he truly enjoys spending time with you both.

"There's a new cafe nearby, we're gonna check it out right now." Fuma answered, which earned a playful groan from the younger one.

"Seriously?! I just finished making my own snack!" He exclaimed, showing the bowl. Your eyebrows now furrowed together.

"You made a snack, in MY kitchen, without even asking me? And you didn't even bother making for us?!" You asked, dejected. Yuma just answered with a teasing laugh, while Fuma only smiled at the kid's shenanigans, caressing your head instead in hopes to calm you down.

"Are you coming with us or are you just going to finish that bowl of snacks you got there?" Fuma asked, teasing him back.

"Of course I'm coming! Wait for me, I gotta get my hoodie!" Yuma answered in a shout, placing his bowl on the table as he sprinted upstairs, which you assumed towards your bedroom.

"You mean MY hoodie?!" You shouted. Fuma, who was witnessing this dynamic between you and your younger cousin, could only let out an amusing smile as he kissed you on your cheek.

"Did you mean my hoodie, lovely?" Fuma said, teasingly. You rolled your eyes playfully at him as you lightly punched his arm, earning a fake groan from him as you stood up from the sofa.

"That kid, didn't even bother tidying this up." You mumbled under your breath. Fuma could only laugh as he leaned on the sofa, his arms spread widely.

"Let him be, he's still a kid." He defended Yuma.

"I feel like you love Yuma more than you love me." You sulked. Fuma wholeheartedly laughed once again, walking towards you as he gave you a warm backhug.

"Nonsense!" He exclaimed, tickling you with kisses on your neck, earning a giggle from you.

So here you are, hand in hand with your boyfriend as you all decided to walk all the way to the cafe. On your left side, you were holding hands with Fuma, while on your right was Yuma, holding his hand as well— which he insisted by the way. From another point of view, it looks like you three were a family, with Yuma as both you and Fuma's son.

"I hope they have something to eat there." Yuma exclaimed, excitingly, bouncing on his feet like a little kid. His snaggletooth peeking as he smiled.

"I heard they have delicious pastries there." Fuma said, glancing at Yuma, who looked back at him with twinkling eyes.

"Really?!" Fuma answered the young one with a hum. They then engaged into small talks, such as when are they going to practice dancing together again, talks about pokemon that you couldn't understand even after years of hearing Fuma talk about it endlessly. A warm smile appeared on your face, only listening to the conversation they're having. It felt nice, having your favorite cousin and your lovely boyfriend getting along so well, and how Fuma cares for Yuma like his little brother, and didn't mind at all whenever Yuma crashes your dates. You couldn't ask for a better boyfriend.

Fuma squeezed your hand a bit, getting your attention. While Yuma was rambling about something, your boyfriend gave you a smile, his thumb rubbing your hand as he mouthed an I love you, and you mouthed back,

I love you more.

[mirisss]

Hot & Nerdy

Murata Fuma x female reader

Wordcount ≈ 3.1k 

Warnings: It’s a little suggestive at the end, some insecurities from Fuma’s side but nothing much, I think that’s it

Summary: Murata Fuma is hot, and he knows it, everyone knows it, especially his newfound girlfriend, (Y/n), one thing no one but the absolut closest people to him know though, is just how much of a nerd he is, what will his girlfriend think when she finds out just how much he likes Pokémon? 

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Third Person POV

Murata Fuma is hot, and he knows it. Everyone knows it. It’s not arrogance, it’s just a simple fact, backed by the kind of confidence that comes from years of being effortlessly cool. With his tall frame, broad shoulders, and the kind of jawline that could have been sculpted by the gods themselves, he had no shortage of admirers. But right now? Right now, he was a bundle of nerves.

Because Murata Fuma, the hot guy everyone fawns over, is hiding a secret. He’s a huge nerd. And not just any kind of nerd. A Pokémon nerd.

Not the casual, “Oh yeah, Pikachu is cute” kind. No, Fuma was full-on, encyclopedic-knowledge, merchandise-collecting, shiny-hunting, emotionally-attached-to-his-favorite-team kind of nerd.

And no one outside of his inner circle really knew the extent of it. Most people just saw the charm, the looks, the muscles, the dancer. Not the guy who still kept his Game Boy Advance SP charged for nostalgia or who got teary-eyed when he rewatched the episode where Ash lets Butterfree go.

The only one who might find out now… was her. (Y/n).

They’d been officially dating for a month now, it was intense, fun, and sweet. Everything felt new and exciting. She was funny, smart, confident, and she made him feel like he could breathe. He’d been to her place a few times already, her aesthetic was clean but warm, a few bookshelves stacked with novels, plants thriving on windowsills, a throw blanket that always smelled faintly like lavender, like her. He liked it there.

But he hadn’t invited her to his place yet. Until now, when she was coming over for the first time.

~~~

Fuma sat at the edge of his bed, glancing around his room like it was enemy territory. There was a big plush Lucario on his dresser. Framed limited-edition artwork of legendary Pokémon lined one of the walls. His Nintendo Switch dock was flanked by tiny figurines, Eevee, Gengar, Charizard, and a few others. His closet? Well, there were Pokémon shirts. Several. Some still in their packaging. Of course, he had his ‘normal’ shirts as well, the ones he wore outside of his own home. 

“Okay,” he muttered to himself, running a hand through his hair, “this is fine. You’re fine. She likes you. Right?”

As if on cue, his phone buzzed.

(Y/n):

“I’m heading over in about an hour 🫶 Should I bring snacks or anything?”

He smiled a little. She was always thoughtful like that. But the knot in his stomach tightened.

Fuma:

“Nah, I got it covered! Can’t wait to see you 😊”

After hitting send, he flopped backwards onto his bed, hands covering his face. “What if she hates it?” he mumbled. “What if she walks in and just turns around and leaves? What if she thinks I’m a man-child?”

A knock on his door made him jump. He sat up quickly as his neighbour and friend since many years back, Kei, poked his head in.  “You good, man?” Kei raised an eyebrow. “You’ve been pacing like you’re about to go into battle.” Kei had heard it all the way into his own apartment. 

“I am going into battle,” Fuma replied solemnly. Kei stepped inside and looked around. “Against what? Team Rocket?” Fuma shot him a look. “Against my girlfriend potentially discovering that her cool boyfriend is secretly a dork.” Kei snorted. “Hey, it’s not a secret to me. And honestly, that’s what makes you cool. You’re passionate about something. That’s attractive.” “Not to everyone,” Fuma answered. 

“Have you met (Y/n)?” Kei folded his arms, sitting down beside Fuma on the bed. “She seems pretty chill. I don’t think she’s the ‘ew, Pokémon’ type.” “But I’ve downplayed it! Like, I told her I ‘grew up with it’, not that I still play, or that I spent a ridiculous amount of money on that life-size sleeping Snorlax.” “Yeah, that thing’s absurd, by the way. Comfortable, though.”

Fuma groaned and buried his face in a pillow. “I’m not ready.” “You don’t have to hide this part of you, man. If she likes you, and she clearly does, she’ll like this, too. Or at the very least, she’ll think it’s cute.” Fuma peeked up at him. “Cute?” “Hot nerdy guys are a thing now. Embrace it.”

He sighed, but it was a little less heavy this time. “You think so?” “I know so. Worst case scenario? She teases you about it for like, a week. Best case? She asks to play with you.” Fuma gave a small, nervous smile. “I guess…” Kei clapped him on the shoulder. “You’ll be fine. Just be yourself. The rest will sort itself out.”

As Kei left the room, Fuma stood slowly and glanced around once more. Maybe he didn’t need to hide everything. Maybe he could let her see the real him, nerdy, awkward moments and all. 

He picked up his Lucario plush and set it gently on the bed. “She’s gonna be cool with this, right?” The plush stared back silently. Fuma checked the time. Thirty minutes until she arrived.

~~~

Fuma paced around his apartment like a man awaiting judgment. He checked the clock again, six minutes had passed since the last time. He sighed and scrubbed a hand down his face. “To hell with it,” he muttered and turned toward the kitchen. Distraction. That was the goal now.

He opened the fridge and pulled out a couple of chilled drinks, one peach soda, one lemon sparkling water, remembering that (Y/n) said she liked both but never could decide between them. He placed them carefully on the counter and grabbed bowls for snacks. Chips, some chocolate-covered almonds, and those little gummy candies she loved. 

Totally casual. Super chill. The very picture of a man not internally spiraling. As he turned to grab some glasses, a knock at the door made him flinch. His heart jumped into his throat.

The glass in his hand nearly slipped from his grasp and he barely caught it against the counter. “Holy, okay, okay, it’s fine,” he whispered, placing it down with both hands like it was a sacred relic. He wiped his slightly sweaty palms on his jeans and stared at the door.

This was it.

He took a deep breath, then another. “You’ve got this,” he told himself under his breath. “Just be cool. Be normal. Do not start talking about Pokémon evolutions five minutes in.” As he made his way to the door, a quiet thought popped into his head, and for once, it was a relief.

At least he’d kept his Pokémon shrine of sorts confined to his bedroom. The living room looked like a regular guy lived there. Minimalist decor. A few band posters. A record player he barely used but liked to keep out for aesthetics. Nothing that screamed nerd alert.

One more breath. He opened the door. And there she was. (Y/n), with that easy smile he liked way too much, standing in one of his hoodies and a pair of jeans, a small bag slung over one shoulder and her hair a little wind-tousled. She looked like home. He felt his nerves loosen slightly at just the sight of her.

“Hey,” she greeted, her voice warm. “Hey,” he replied, rubbing the back of his neck as he stepped aside to let her in. “Come on in.” She walked past him with a little grin. “You okay? You look like you just ran a marathon.” “I’m fine,” he said quickly, then winced. “Okay, not fine. Nervous. But not like bad nervous. Just, you know, first-time-you’re-here kind of nervous.”

(Y/n) gave him a curious look as she set her bag down. “You’re nervous about me seeing your place?” “Yeah. Kinda.” She tilted her head. “Why? It’s nice. Smells good. You have snacks.” “I do,” he said, gesturing toward the kitchen with mock drama. “Behold, the effort of a man trying very hard to impress his girlfriend.”

(Y/n) laughed and stepped over to the counter, peeking at the drinks and snacks. “Well, you succeeded. These are my favorites.” “I remember.” He tried to play it cool, leaning on the counter casually, but there was a clear flicker of pride in his voice. She glanced around, taking in the room. “You know, I expected your place to be messier.” “Wow. Rude.”

“I mean it in a nice way,” she said with a teasing smile. “Like a little chaos to match your energy.” “Excuse you, I’m extremely composed.” She snorted.

They stood there for a moment in the soft lighting of the apartment, the music from his playlist humming gently in the background. Fuma watched her closely as she took it all in. She hadn’t seen the bedroom yet. That was where the real test would be. But for now, she was smiling. Comfortable. And he could breathe. Maybe this wouldn’t be as terrifying as he thought.

The couple sat comfortably on the couch, snacks and drinks spread across the coffee table like a casual little feast. A movie played softly in the background, mostly forgotten as (Y/n) leaned into Fuma’s side, her head resting lightly against his shoulder. Her voice was animated as she told him about a customer from the day before, some irate man who had stormed into the store demanding a refund for something they didn’t even sell.

“I swear, he looked like he was two seconds away from flipping a display table,” she said with an exasperated laugh. “All because another store messed up his order. Like, what was I supposed to do? Teleport him to the correct branch with the power of retail rage?”

Fuma chuckled, eyes warm as he looked down at her. “You didn’t? Wow. I thought you were the best employee there.” “I am,” she shot back with a playful smirk. “But even I have limits.”

His arm rested snugly around her waist, his fingers toying absentmindedly with the hem of the hoodie she wore, his hoodie, though she’d claimed it so casually he hadn’t bothered to ask for it back. Not that he minded. She looked good in it. Too good, if he was honest.

For a while, he felt completely relaxed. Her laugh, her warmth against him, the softness of the moment, he didn’t think about his bedroom, or the Lucario plush, or the looming possibility of her discovering that he was, in fact, a massive nerd.

Until she shifted slightly, stretching her legs before sitting up a bit straighter. “Hey,” she said, brushing a crumb from her lap. “Mind if I change into my comfier pants? These jeans are plotting my demise.” Fuma blinked. “Oh, uh, yeah. Totally. You can use the bathroom.” “Cool. Where is it?”

And just like that, the bubble popped. His heart skipped a beat. The bathroom was at the end of the hallway. Right past his bedroom. Which currently had the door wide open and full view of a world he hadn’t yet revealed.

“Oh,” he said, trying to sound normal. “It’s, uh, down the hall. First door on the left.” (Y/n) started to get up, stretching again as she grabbed her bag. “Awesome, thanks.” Fuma stood too, a little too quickly. “I’ll walk you over, just in case you get lost in the hallway of mystery,” he joked weakly. She arched an eyebrow, clearly amused. “Wow. That long, treacherous ten-foot walk? Thank god I have a guide.” He laughed, nervous, but he hoped she didn’t notice. “Hey, you never know. Could be traps.”

She rolled her eyes fondly, waiting as he stepped ahead to lead her down the hall. But as he took the first step, Fuma’s mind raced. Was the plush on the bed or the chair? Did he leave his binder of Pokémon cards open on the desk? Did he put away that Poké Ball replica or was it still sitting on his nightstand like some kind of nerdy trophy? As they neared the hallway, he subtly glanced toward the bedroom door. Still open. And she was walking right behind him. His stomach twisted again. “Traps,” he muttered under his breath. “Yeah. Starting with this one.”

Each second stretched like taffy as they reached the open doorway.

Fuma’s breath hitched slightly. His bedroom door stood wide open, betraying him. The Pokémon posters, the plushies, the neatly arranged figurines on the shelves, they were all right there, glowing under the soft ambient lighting like they were proud to be seen.

And then, she looked.

(Y/n) paused at the door, peeking inside. Her eyes flicked over the room quietly. Fuma’s pulse thudded in his ears as he watched her expression closely, searching for a sign, laughter, shock, horror, anything. But she didn’t say a word.

Instead, she tilted her head slightly and asked, “Can I go in?” Fuma blinked, caught off guard. “Uh… yeah. Yeah, of course.” She stepped inside, and he stayed behind in the hallway for a moment, frozen. Why wasn’t she teasing him? Or backing out slowly with a polite “I just remembered I left the oven on”?

(Y/n) walked calmly around the room, her fingers brushing lightly over the edge of a shelf. She picked up a small Pikachu figure, studied it with quiet curiosity, then set it back down gently. Her gaze wandered across his framed art, the plush collection stacked neatly in one corner, his Switch and special edition controller, and the binder on his desk, before moving on like it was all just interesting.

Fuma still hadn’t moved. He hovered near the door like some kind of awkward hallway ghost. She finally turned, walked over to the bed, and sat down casually, as if she’d done it a hundred times before. With a small, amused smile, she reached for the Lucario plush and picked it up, hugging it gently to her chest.

That did something to him, seeing her like that, perfectly at ease in a space he’d built but always felt a little too embarrassed to share. She looked up and gestured. “Come sit.” He hesitated for half a second before stepping forward and joining her at the edge of the bed, his hands clasped between his knees, shoulders just a bit too tense.

Then, her voice came, light and teasing.  “So, you just grew up with Pokémon, huh?” Fuma groaned softly, covering his face with one hand. “Okay, okay, I might’ve undersold it a little.” “A little?” she laughed, nudging him with her shoulder. “I didn’t want you to think I was, like, I don’t know. A man-child or something.”

She gave him a look. “Fuma. You dance in glitter and so many different things on national television, I already know you’re extra.” He barked out a nervous laugh. “That’s different! Glitter is cool.” “So can Poké Balls be,”

He looked at her, surprised. She was lying back now, arms stretched above her, holding the Lucario plush as high as she could without dropping it. The soft light from the hallway pooled around her, catching the edges of her smile.

“This is cute,” she said simply. “All of it.” His brows knit together. “You’re not… weirded out?” She turned her head to look at him, still holding the plush above her like a floating guardian.

“Fuma, honey, I love hot nerdy guys. You think this makes me like you less? If anything, it makes you even more adorable, you’re muscles are nice, sure, but this, the cute adorable side or you, that’s the best part,” 

Fuma didn’t respond at first. He just stared at her, stunned into silence. “You’re serious?” She dropped the plush onto her chest and propped herself up on her elbows. “Dead serious.” The wave of relief that hit him was so strong it nearly knocked him off the bed. He let out a breathy laugh, hands running through his hair again.

“You have no idea how much I stressed over this.” “Yeah,” she teased. “I noticed. You walked me to the bathroom like I was headed into a dungeon.” He flopped backward onto the bed beside her, staring up at the ceiling. “I kinda felt like I was.” (Y/n) turned her head, grinning at him as she reached out and poked his side. “Well, good news. You survived.”

He smiled back at her, the tension finally melting from his shoulders, and reached over to gently take the Lucario plush from her chest, moving it away from the two of them before he leaned over, putting his arms around her, pulling her along with him until she ended up on top of him. 

(Y/n) laughed as she stared down at him, her hands propped beside his head to keep herself up. His hands rested on her hips, her knees on either side of his torso. “Well, hello there, my confident, Fuma, welcome back,” She joked, his face still a little red from the embarrassment; however, he composed himself, pulling her back a little until she was sitting up, and he held her tightly as he sat up as well. Her arms now rested around his neck, their faces close. 

“What can I say, you bring out the best in me,” (Y/n) chuckled before leaning in and kissing him, Fuma quickly reciprocated the kiss, his hands holding her waist just a little harder. As their kissing continued, Fuma’s hands soon ended up moving under her hoodie, resting on the skin of her waist. Her hands migrated to his hair, gently raking through it. 

And so it continued for quite some while, non-stop kissing, until the two were out of breath. “If I knew, showing you my nerdy side would lead to this, I would have done it weeks ago,” Fuma joked. “I meant what I said, I love hot and nerdy guys, and that, my darling, describes you more than anyone,” (Y/n) poked his nose at the end of her sentence, causing Fuma to scrunch his nose before laughing heartily, hugging (Y/n) tightly before releasing her and helping her get off his lap. “Okay, I’ll show you the bathroom now so that you can actually change pants and we can get back to our movie date,” Fuma said, scratching his neck a little in slight embarrassment. “Sounds like a plan, oh, and-” Fuma looked at (Y/n) with a questioning face, “-I claim the plushie for tonight,” She gave him a teasing smile. 

“Fine, as long as I get to claim you,” Fuma joked back, once more his confident usual self, (Y/n) gasped and jokingly hit his chest before turning and walking back out into the hallway, Fuma followed behind, much calmer now that he knew, his girlfriend still loved him, despite his pokemon obsession.