#Hypnosis Mic Drabble

[hebimoonlightwrites]

hihi!! This summer event is really cool! Hopefully you don’t mind me sending in a couple requests with the same character~ Could I get ichiro (hypmic) for 🤭 nsfw with fem reader?

Writer's corner: Hey, sweetheart! Of course I don't mind! Let me know if there's something you want me to fix or change! Thank you for requesting!♥ Enjoy~ I tried using a bolder way of writing! Please let me know if you want me to re-write it in a more comfortable way♥ It's just a try.

mc's pronouns: SHE/HER (FEM!reader)

Words: 1098

Warnings: NSFW! (MINORS, PLEASE, DO NOT INTERACT!!)

☀️𝐈𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨☀️𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝟕 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐅𝐄𝐌!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

🤭: 7 minutes in heaven (NSFW)

You knew it would have happened. Who didn't think it would have? After all, most of your friends used to make you notice how strangely excited Ichiro's glance was when his beautiful and piercing eyes met yours. Many of your friends used to tell you that they felt a strange sexual tension whenever he was sitting near you or was listening to you speaking. Who wouldn't notice how his eyes move from yours to your soft and attractive lips, as if he wants to eat those lips of yours.

Now there you were, sitting on the couch of one of your common friend who was hosting a pizza party. Ichiro's leg was next to your thigh as you both were chilling talking with your friends, occasionally sipping some fresh cola and laughing. It was a fun time with friends. However all of them could feel there was something in the air. You could also notice how your bestie was giggling and whispering to the others, as if they were planning only-God-knows-what. And then after some time you all were there playing that stupid game. "Seven Minutes in Heaven". You would have preferred to be somewhere else. You didn't like the idea to be closed in a wardrobe with someone- however you couldn't deny that you didn't mind the thought of being with Ichiro in there; your bodies pressing together, his breath near your skin and his whispers in your ear sending shivers down your spine... that would have been Heaven for you!

"Y/n! It's your turn!", your bestie's grin brought you back to reality. You stood up and approached the hat where there were all your male friends' things gathered. You put your hand in it and got the first thing your hand had touched. It was a ring with the letter "I" shaped. That's how you could hear your friends cheering: you would have stayed for 7 minutes in that wardrobe with Ichiro. You didn't know if feeling relieved or nervous. After all he was your secret crush- your mind had spent nights dreaming about being caressed by his hands, undressed by the same hands and reassured by his sweet whispers. But looking at Ichiro's eyes you couldn't see anything but kindness and sweetness. He probably had already felt your nervousness as he gently took your hand, guiding you to the wardrobe while shushing your friends' teasing comments. The last thing you saw before getting in the wardrobe with him was your bestie grinning and winking at you. As you imagined: it was a huge plan.

Once inside the wardrobe, Ichiro tried his best to let you the most of the space, pressing his tall and strong body against one of the sides. He chuckled slightly, his heterochromatic eyes sparkling with genuine care even in the darkness of the wardrobe. "I am sorry if it feels uncomfortable..", he whispered softly. You smiled slightly in response, your back touching the opposite side of the wardrobe, as you were sitting. He could have leaned down, his body on top of yours- however it was evident that he didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable... oh well... not yet! He kept staring at you. You didn't know what he was thinking... what he was feeling. But everything appeared clearer to you as he chuckled slightly and leaned down, his lips agaist your earlobe as he whispered: "...but, I don't deny that I kind of feel excited when I see your cute face this flustered..."

You gasped softly at his words- a mix of excitement and embarrassment portrayed on your face when his hand touched your cheek, kind of guiding your eyes to meet his. It was the first time you could sense something different by looking at his eyes: this time there was lust in them, even a small amount of admiration and love. His hand moved from your cheek to your nape when his lips touched the side of your neck, gently kissing and nibbling. You could feel his warm breath against your neck, an involuntary gasp and sigh escaping your throat. His hands were about to play magic on your skin as one of them sneaked under your hoodie, reaching your stomach, his whispers becoming lower: "You feel even better than I imagined...", his teeth playfully nibbling on your earlobe. Without even complaining, your arms wrapped around Ichiro's neck, pulling him closer- his lips looking indecisive as they kissed your neck first, then your jaw and then up your mouth. His tongue poking at them as for looking for entrance. As you felt more relaxed and you started kissing him back- your tongues caressing each other- you could feel a sense of joy. But it wasn't a normal joy! It wasn't the same joy a kid would feel after getting an ice-cream, nor the same joy someone would feel after getting the job they dream of; no, it was a different joy, that type of joy only you and Ichiro could understand. 

As you both kept making out, you grew bolder, wrapping your legs around his waist as to pull him even closer. The reality was that you couldn't get enough of him; and probably he couldn't either. A soft moan escaped your throat when you could feel his hand going up your stomach underneath your hoodie, getting to your bra, gently massaging it. You could feel him growing bolder too. His whispers becoming even more teasing, his voice displaying his arousal as his fingers traced your bra before pinching your nipples, moving them gently in circles. He was enjoying your reactions, your blush, your gasps... He was loving it a lot. "You are so freaking beautiful... I-... I want you, Y/n... right now.. right here...", he whispered unzipping his pants. You gasped softly, his arousal clear and in front of your eyes. "Don't worry... I-.. I'll be gentle..".

He leaned down, his hands trailing slow circles down to your jeans, softly taking them off enough to see your panties. You couldn't help but blush- your mind feeling both excited but nervous. It was something you had dreamed about a lot... and now it was about to happen! He slid his hand underneath your panties, making you gasp a soft and slightly insecure "I-Ichiro-!...", his lips against your neck as he was "preparing" you: "Damn... I didn't know I could have such an effect on you... You are already wet...", he chuckled teasingly and on purpose to make you blush. He couldn't help it: he loved to make you stutter and blush that much. He kept working with his fingers, nibbling on your neck as suddenly the wardrobe's doors got open. You both gasped. Your blush heavy and covering your whole face as Kuko and your bestie were standing there laughing. Ichiro immediately covered your chest and lower body part, in such a protective manner. His arms still wrapped around you. "Time's over! Get out of there, you lovebirds~!", Kuko laughed.

As you and Ichiro did so, you could see him looking at you and slightly smirking. He whispered against your ear one last thing before moving back on the couch:

"What if we finish it tonight, babygirl...?"

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[partyofwords]

Older Sister Yamada ~ *Ichiro Yamada*

Summary: Ever since you've started dating Ichiro, you've taken on the role of older sister of the Yamada Brothers. Each night is crazy, but it's times like this that makes you happy to have that role.

Pairing: Yamada Ichiro X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluffy Drabble

Word Count: 830

Warning: double entendre, making out, gets steamy towards the end.

Masterlist

Upon entering their apartment, the two younger Yamada brothers were greeted with the smell of food. Jiro could feel his mouth water and Saburo closed his eyes and hummed in delight. It seemed their oldest brother was making dinner already. Which was good, as they were both starving.

“It smells amazing, Nii-chan.” Jiro called out, dropping his backpack off at the door.

Both brothers were surprised to see you peak around the corner with a cheerful smile. “I’m happy to hear it, Jiro. Ichiro stepped out for a minute, but he should be back soon. Dinner’s not ready yet, so the two of you have time to get started on your homework.”

“Ah, what?” Jiro whined, which made Saburo laugh.

“You need all the help you can, so you better get to work.”

“HUH? WHAT’S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!”

“HEY!” You pointed the spoon you were cooking at them threateningly. “If you two are just going to cause trouble, you can take it outside. I just cleaned this place.”

Both boys dropped their fists and hung their heads. “We’re sorry.”

“Mhmm.” You tsked under your breath before returning to the stove. “Dinner should be ready to go in about twenty minutes. Ichiro should be back around that time, so let’s see how much you can get done in that time. Whoever gets the most work done will get extra dessert.”

That seemed to satisfy them both as they scrambled to get out their homework and get to work. You kept a chuckle to yourself as you continued cooking. It seemed the bargaining strategies you also used with Ichiro seemed to work with his brothers as well. You’d have to save this information for later so you could exploit the hell out of it.

As the twenty minutes passed by, you’d occasionally have to scold the boys for bickering too loudly, but it went pretty smoothly. Dinner smelled divine and you were ready to dish it out when the door to the apartment opened again.

“Ichi-nii! I got all of my homework done faster than Jiro!” Saburo called out to his oldest brother.

“HEY!” Jiro shot back at him. “I got all of my homework done too!”

“Not as fast as me. That means I’ll get more dessert tonight!”

“LIKE HELL!”

“WANNA PUT YOUR MONEY WHERE YOUR MOUTH IS?!”

“GUYS!” Ichiro finally shouted over the two of them before sighing. “I’m proud of you both for getting your work done so quickly. But what do you mean extra dessert tonight?”

Saburo pointed to the kitchen, where you were finishing up dinner. “Y/n said.”

You weren’t really paying attention to the brothers behind you, which is why you jumped when you felt Ichiro hug you from behind, placing his head on your shoulder.

“Smells good, babe.”

“Good, I’m glad. If you want to help me serve it, I’ll give you some extra dessert tonight as well.”

He hummed against your shoulder, understanding your double entendre. “You always know exactly what to say. When the boys are in bed tonight, I’ll take that dessert.”

“Get a room, you two!” Jiro groaned.

You felt Ichiro tense against you and you laughed. “Don’t tell me the great Yamada Ichiro is embarrassed about a little playful teasing!”

“Shut up.”

“Alright, alright. Dinner is getting cold. So let’s eat!” 

Pulling away from Ichiro, you handed a plate to Saburo. Ichiro grabbed Jiro’s plate and the four of you ate together at the small kitchen table. Conversation came easy, as you all talked about your days and the new anime that was coming out in less than a month that all three boys were excited to start watching. Jiro was annoyed to see Saburo get his extra dessert, but you managed to sneak him some more when he flashed some pleading eyes. Ichiro winked at you but kept his mouth shut. 

Anyone outside looking in would think the four of you made a perfect family. And it was nights like this that made you believe the same. It really was the perfect night.

After watching some TV with the boys, Ichiro shooed Jiro and Saburo to bed. Of course they complained, but you simply told them that if they stayed, they’d have to watch you and Ichiro snuggle together. That easily got them off to bed without further delay.

When Ichiro was sure they wouldn’t be coming out anytime soon, he hovered over you. “So, about that extra dessert?”

You rolled your eyes. “You’re insatiable.”

“And you promised.”

“I suppose I did.” You pressed a kiss to his lips. “But I gotta say, tonight was the perfect night.”

He hummed against your lips, holding you close. “You’re right. Days like this, I think you’d be the perfect older sister to Jiro and Saburo.”

You chuckled. “Slow down, Ichi. Put a ring on it first and then we can talk about being the older sister to your brothers.”

“I intend to, someday.” He mumbled.

“I can’t wait for someday.”

[angelltheninth]

A while back I saw you reblog HypMic content. If it's not too much trouble could you do smut prompt no. 5 with Ichiro?

I don't play it much anymore but I did watch the anime when it came out so it re-ignited my passion.

Pairing: Ichiro Yamada x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, teasing, watching, mutual masturbation, praise, dirty talk, name calling, degradation, fingering, clit stimulation

A/N: If you haven't seen the anime I recommend it if only for the VAs and the pretty characters.

5. “Bet I can make you come without ever touching you.”

"Why are you slowing down? I dropped my pants but that's mean I'm gonna fuck you." Ichiro smirked at you and sat back down in his desk chair, hand wrapped around the bottom of his hard cock. "I told you a wanted a show. Besides, bet I can make you come without ever touching you."

That sounded like he was challenging you not to come for as long as possible, the problem was that you wanted to, so badly. Especially when you're watching him fist his cock and pump his hand up and down, his green and red eyes watching for every move you make between your legs. Could you do it to him too? Can you make him come without ever touching him? Now that sounded like a good idea.

You spread your legs as far as you could and locked your eyes with his. He wanted a show? You'd give him one he'd never forget. Just like he did when he performed.

"Can you keep up, Ichiro?" The sound of his breath hitching mixed with the fast, deep squelching sounds of your fingers dipping in and out of your pussy and your palm rubbing against your clit. As your juices dripped down Ichiro licked his lips, hungry for your taste but he said you'd come without him touching you, "Folding already?" You moaned as you added another finger.

"To someone like you? A little bitch who drools every time she sees my dick? I don't think so." He leaned forward and planted his feet firmly onto the floor, hand moving faster, the other fondling his balls, making the playing ground ever for the both of you, "I know you're close, you were doing so well earlier, don't disappoint me now baby, let me see you come. Do it and I'll let you suck me off."

Clever, presenting it as a reward rather then him finishing. You knew what he was doing, you shouldn't have fallen for it, but his cum dripped down his cock and onto the floor, you couldn't let that go on. Your fingers moved quickly in and out as you slid down the bed, hips humping the air and your hand as your orgasm ripped through you. There was a single word of praise whispered before you crawled, as quickly as you could, to Ichiro's cock and put your mouth on it just in time to get his full creamy load down your throat.

Seems like you both lost this one. Or a better way of looking at it is you both won real big.

[hypnomicimagines]

please ignore this requests aren’t open, i’ve just seen people ask for the drabble prompts!!! could you do 6 with jiro?

Yamada Jiro:

Tears: What does the character do when they accidentally make you cry.

It was a very unfortunate accident.

Jiro had just been doing what most teenagers his age do, screwing around with his friends, skating on things he shouldn’t be to test his skills, getting yelled at by adults who hopefully didn’t know his brother. He couldn’t help but want to let loose especially after working so hard day in and out; he’d be apologetic later if he had to be but the laughter he shared with his friends made him feel so much lighter. He wasn’t paying attention as much as he should’ve been, not realizing until it was too late that he was speeding toward an innocent civilian.

Of course it had to be you. The person who never spoke to him, who moved like a ghost through the halls, but who always drew his eye. You had only exchanged a few polite greetings and he'd asked you a question once in class just to hear your voice, but Jiro has had a crush on you for longer than he can remember.

It makes this situation that much more mortifying.

You’re sent crashing to the ground in the blink of an eye, the fear causing tears to gather more than any pain. Jiro had managed to direct the skateboard elsewhere and while he couldn’t stop himself from knocking into you, he planted his hands on the ground to brace himself and to stop his own body from crushing you. It brings you eye-to-eye with him so he can see the pain and scared look you’re giving him, your lower lip quivering as you tried to silently get yourself together for the sake of not embarrassing yourself in front of a bunch of rowdy high school boys.

His friends are calling out to him and urging him to just get up and come back to them but he waved them off, thinking it was probably time to head home for the day.

“H-hey…” Jiro rubbed the back of his head, wincing at the friction on his skinned palms, “I didn’t mean to- I mean, I’m sorry that I…”

You’re still sniffling but you nodded at him, looking at his other hand that’s extended to you.

“Did I hurt you? D-Do you need me to-?” He was going to ask if he should get the first-aid kit from his house but there’s a suddenly anxiousness that overcomes him; if he took you home then you’d meet his bratty little brother who would make him look even worse. He’d already ruined his chances of you seeing him as anything other than a bumbling oaf, he didn’t need Saburo to make your impression so bad you’d walk in the opposite direction whenever he approached.

“I’m okay,” You mumbled, wiping the dirt off your own clothes, “Your skateboard… If you don’t get it, it might get ran over.”

Jiro panicked for a moment, rushing to the street to grab his board before it met a fate worse than death; he’d really have a hard time explaining to Ichiro what happened there. Still, he didn’t feel much like riding it anymore, letting it hang uselessly at his side.

“I have to make it up to you somehow, right?” Jiro sighed as he tried to wrack his brain, wondering if it would be rude to ask to ‘phone a friend’ aka call Ichiro to find the best solution. “Uh, I could… Uh, make you lunch?”

“You don’t have to.”

“But I gotta apologize properly…” Jiro sighed again, “Look, I’ll make something extra good. Your lunches for a week, okay? Look forward to it!”

Did he even know how to cook…?

It looked like you were going to find out one way or another.

[kamapon]

Again I asked twitter to give me prompts for Saint Seiya, Idolish7, Hypmic and Bungou Stray Dogs.

My followers provided

[hyphypmic]

Ichiro: Nemu and You Confessed

Anon asked: May i request a nemu and fem s/o both in love with ichiro?

Sorry if it makes uncomfortable i just like the drama😂

HELLO IVE BEEN AWAY THE WAR HAS CALLED ME HAKSJHAJSAK university really is a bitch like junior and senior year man,,, I have a thesis now and like just for a bit of a share, I've been here since senior high school (grade 11 and grade 12) and just,,, being here 4 years later is wow! Anyway, thank you guys for staying esp since I rarely post huhu I'll do my best to write more but again, no promises! Love you all

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You couldn't believe what just left Nemu's mouth. What was supposed to be a very relaxing lunch out now had turned to your worst nightmare. Ichiro looked dumbfounded, the spoon of rice never making it to his mouth.

You broke the silence first. You whirled to the younger Aohitsugi sibling. "Why would you say that?! I trusted you!"

"It's not like you were going to tell him. You would have been quiet after I would have confessed to him." Nemu said softly, looking down. "You heard what I said, Y/N." She sighed before repeating the sentence that made your heart drop. "I like him too."

"You-" You put your face in your hands and sighed then leaned back in your chair, defeated. You took your hands away from your face and stared at the ceiling. The big secret was out and you had no idea how to deal with it. "This was not how I wanted to tell him, Nemu."

Nemu looked down some more. "I know, but I was planning to tell him today…, but I knew you have feelings for him so I just needed to be honest."

You couldn't stay mad at her, she was your friend after all. You also understood where she was coming from. Nemu wasn't someone who was going to just give up on what she wants and… you also knew you would have stood away if she did say her feelings. Your friend was right, but this really wasn't what you wanted.

"Um…," Ichiro put down his spoon and pushed his plate forward. He leaned forward on the table with both arms. "I…" He sighed, bowing his head. "Look, I don't know what to say to the both of you. I kinda wanna sort out my feelings first, if that's alright with the both of you?" He looked down at his meal, and you wondered if he was thinking of just taking it home instead. Ichiro looked back at the both of you, his red and green eyes meeting your gazes.

"Nemu." Ichiro said and reached over the table to take her hand. Nemu looked up with a start, her eyes widening. "You are a wonderful friend and one of the people I most trust in the world," He said gently. "But I would like some time to think about my feelings. I care about you deeply…, I'm just not sure if it is in that way. Okay? Give me some time."

Nemu noded quietly. "Okay." She said with a small smile. "I understand."

He looked to you now and also took your hand. "Y/N." He sighed. "We've also been through a lot together and you've helped me out at home with Jiro and Saburo…, but I need to also think about my feelings. I love you both, a lot and I just don't want anything to ruin our friendship. Please give me time."

You nodded. "Yes, Ichiro-kun."

Ichiro smiled at the both of you. He sighed, letting go of your hands. "I guess that ends this lunch?"

You both nodded, and just watched as Ichiro called over the waiter so you can have your meals to go.

[flingpoly]

Ameyume with number 23?

#23 - Our Lawyer Made Us Change The Name Of This Song So We Wouldn’t Get Sued

“It’s just past 8 and I’m feeling young and reckless, the ribbon on my wrist says “Do Not Open Before Christmas”. We’re only liars, but we’re the best. We’re only good for the latest trends.”

[pa-stella]

Flufftober 2022 - 03.10

Prompts | @flufftober

Title: When we were unafraid Fandom: Hypnosis Mic Characters: Kuko and Ichiro Prompt: Thick as Thieves Words count: 285 Contents: G-rated, NB era.

“How many years have you known each other?” The young man asked while poking at the okonomiyaki on the hotplate in the center of the table. “I mean, Ichiro, why didn’t you introduce us sooner?”

Ichiro chuckled and put a hand on Kuko’s shoulder. “We met a few months ago!”

The small group of friends couldn’t believe that response and Kuko didn’t really blame them.

Since the day he and Ichiro had sparred, they became inseparable. There was an unexplainable harmony between them, a connection that made everything easier. A glance was enough to understand each other. A little nod of the head and their next move would be clear. They could be surrounded by ugly mugs, but they’d never lose that natural coordination. One of them punched, the other guarded. One of them had a question, the other had the answer. 

It was something Kuko had only seen in action comics where the protagonist would always find a sudden friend to continue the journey with, a companion who would support him. That’s what they were for each other. 

“And you’re lucky I stumbled on you!” Kuko laughed. “You would be lost without me!”

“You’re probably right.” He nodded before smiling. His mismatched eyes were telling more than what he was saying and Kuko struggled to look away.

“Be careful, Kuko!” One of Ichiro’s friends warned him. “He’s using his sweet eyes to keep you here in Bukuro!”

“Uff, stop ruining my plan…” Ichiro mumbled and started to cut the okonomiyaki for everyone.

“It’s true that I’ll go back to Nagoya sooner or later, but our friendship will continue!”

“You promise?”

“I promise, bro!”

“Enough with the bromance, you two!” The friend complained. “Let’s eat!”

[minato-division03]

Minato was certainly a huge city, Kanade already knew she had two places to stop at and opted to head to…less familiar place first.

She always did let her curiosity get the better of her!

“Lets see let’s see-!” The actress mumbled to herself “this should be…someones home” 

She seemed to have wound up in front of the home of a certain SFX artist. Carefully knocking on the door she presented the gifts in her hand to the person who opened it. 

“I was in town and I got some stuff I figured you all might get a kick out of!”

Queen card

You received: A book of fairytales! All the classics in a fancy looking hardback book! 

Reiaki 

You received: A plush toy of a ghost…holding a knife? It’s oddly adorable…Mr Spooky thinks he’s scary!

Miku

You received: A box of scented candles! How fun! There seems to be 12 in the box

Reiaki heard the door beside her open and close. She lifted her head off the vanity desk. Queen Card had now appeared in the dressing room, staring at the ground. She let out a big sigh and leaned against the door frame.

Reiaki slowly got up from her chair.

Miku, who was also in the room along with other stylists and other body doubles, signaled to the others. “All of you, you can leave now.”

They took the hint and scurried out of the dressing room through another door.

“You.” Queen Card, without looking, pointed to one of the body doubles with muted rose-colored hair. Her hands held the door open and looked back at her boss with timid iridescent eyes, the colors varying with every angle. “You do your best to stay out of sight.”

She carefully nodded and closed the door behind her.

Once Reiaki was sure that only three of them remained, she slowly made her way to Queen Card. “Good job out there,” she said, undoing the chains from Queen Card’s cloak. There was no reply from the taller woman as Reiaki slid the cloak off of her body.

Reiaki lifted her head just a little, searching for any life on Queen Card’s face. Though her eyes were hidden behind that silver mask, all emotion was devoid.

Reiaki flashed her a sympathetic smile as she folded the cloak carefully. 

Queen Card turned to three presents stacked on the coffee table in front of Miku. Her eyes zeroed in on the subtle finger prints that stood out from the otherwise sleek and clean wrapping paper. There were very slight creasing and crinkles from whoever must have been carrying them. Very slight to the point that no one other than Queen Card herself may have noticed. “Where did those come from?”

Reiaki turned her head and her eyes lit up. “Oh! Remember I sold my old house to my dad’s secretary? Apparently, someone had left three presents for us on his doorstep— for us.”

“And you’re going to tell me that he came to this theatre while I was onstage and you brought those presents here without another thought?”

Reiaki laughed sheepishly. “Yeah…”

Queen Card pinched her nose and sighed. “Reiaki-chan, you… No wonder I heard your footsteps leave the theatre—”

“They were gifts from Kanade Alarie from the Kyoto Division,” Miku cut in.

Queen Card lowered her hand. “Is that right? I hadn’t realized she was in town,” she said as she made her way to the couch. “I’ve never met her before but given her public profile, it does seem like these presents were put together by some airheaded idiot. And these wrapping papers, without a doubt, originate from the Kyoto Division.” She sighed and placed her hands on her hips. “Well, no wonder you blindly took those presents like an absolute moron.” 

“What the hell!” Reiaki cried as she followed behind her leader. “That was so not needed! How many times have you called me a ‘moron’ today?”

Queen Card laughed and caressed Reiaki’s cheek tenderly. “Oh, you know I am only playing.” She picked up the box labeled ‘For: Queen Card’ and sat down on the couch next to Miku, crossing her legs dramatically. She lifted the present to be eye-level, not moving.

“Can you not try finding out what it is before opening it, for once in your life?” Miku snapped.

“Oh, you’re too late,” Queen Card smirked. “I figured it out the moment I picked it up.”

“Boo, you suck.” Reiaki stuck out her tongue. “Well now that you know what it is, you might as well open it for us to see.”

Queen Card carefully removed the tape that was holding the wrapping paper together and unfolded the seams.

“Too slow!” Reiaki exclaimed and tore the gift from the unfazed Queen Card. “I’ll do it!”

She hurriedly ripped apart the wrapping paper and pulled a rather thick book out of the box. She turned the cover around for the others to see. It was a complete book of classic fairytales in a fancy hardback cover. 

“Oh my, how lovely,” was all Queen Card said.

"Don’t even try to tell me you knew what type of book it was,” Miku said in disbelief.

“I can assure you, I did not,” Queen Card said as Reiaki handed the book to her. “But I, at the very least, could tell it was a book. And a rather heavy one. However, I have yet to figure out what are in the other boxes…”

Before she could reach for the presents, Reiaki and Miku snatched their designated ones.

“Oh no, you don’t!” Miku hissed while Reiaki carelessly tore through her wrapping paper. “No way am I letting you and that x-ray vision of yours ruin the surprise for me.”

Queen Card retracted in her seat. “Heavens, if I didn’t know better, I’d have thought you two were animals fighting for the last piece of food.”

Reiaki removed the lid from the box, pulling out a plush toy of a ghost… holding a knife?

“Oh my…” Queen Card whispered.

“It’s so cute!” Reiaki gushed. “Weirdly morbid… but it’s so cute!”

Reiaki pulled the plush ghost into a bear hug with a squeal, the thing taking up half her height.

“I won’t question your tastes…” Miku trailed off as she slowly tore off the wrapping paper. “Mine’s weirdly heavy…”

“Miku-chan, I’d be careful if I were you,” Queen Card said. “It sounded like all the items in that one were incredibly fragile.”

“‘All’?” Miku repeated as she lifted the lid. She pulled out a miniature scented candle and set it on the table. Followed by another… and another… and another…

“‘Wild bluebell,’ ‘white jasmine and mint,’ ‘vintage gardenia’— oh my god, just how many candles are there?!” Miku exclaimed as she continued to pull more candles out of the box.

“Well I guess that explains the weight…” Reiaki remarked.

“How do you like it?” Queen Card asked.

“There’s twelve candles in here, of course I love it,” Miku said as she carefully placed all of them back into the box.

Despite Miku’s deadpan, Queen Card didn’t miss the corners of Miku’s mouth lifting the slightest bit. Queen Card herself didn’t even notice a smile forming on her own face at the sight.

“Kanade’s so sweet for doing all this!” Reiaki squealed.

“I’d like to know how she even got the address to your old house,” Miku said.

“My dad was a famous millionaire,” Reiaki explained as she packed thee boxes into a pile. “She probably found old photos of me and my family in front of that house and assumed I still lived there.”

“R-Right…”

“If that Kanade Alarie is still in Minato, I would like to locate her and send her my gratitude for these lovely presents,” Queen Card said, her hand delicately exploring the cover of the book on her lap. “Perhaps we can return the favor sometime.”

Miku’s eyes darted to the doors and crossed her arms. “It’s just us three, you know you can break character now.”

Queen Card threw her head back, laughing hysterically. “Oh, you fool! Whatever do you mean?”

She stopped her laughter abruptly and grabbed Miku’s chin, pulling her towards her. Queen Card nudged her head to the corner of the room. Miku’s eyes followed. In the corner of the room was a security camera, staring right back at her. Queen Card dropped her voice to a whisper, so chilling it sent a shiver down Miku’s spine and making her hands and feet go cold.

“I am always in character.”

Queen Card pulled away, a smile breaking her previously dark and threatening features.

“Let’s go home… with our lovely new gifts.”

[belaephemeral]

🎵 POV/character spotify playlist masterlist

Hi everyone! Over the past few months I’ve been working on these so I’d like to share some POV/character playlists I’ve made! I’ve included a little drabbles to introduce them and I intended them to be playlists that emulate what it is like to be their significant other or reflect the personality of the specified character.

Feel free to recommend me some music or share playlists of your own! I hope you enjoy both reading and listening to these!

CHARACTERS

GENSHIN IMPACT: Zhongli, Xiao, Yelan, Childe/Ajax, Wanderer, Diluc Ragnivndr, Lisa, Signora, Kaveh. 

HONKAI STAR RAIL: Himeko, Kafka.

ENSEMBLE STARS: Arashi Narukami, Tsumugi Aoba.

TWISTED WONDERLAND: Malleus Draconia, Jamil Viper, Rook Hunt. 

PARADOX LIVE: GOKULUCK

DANGANRONPA: Byakuya Togami, Nagito Komaeda, Kokichi Ouma, Gonta Gokuhara, Kaito Momota. 

FFXV: Ignis Scientia

HYPNOSIS MIC: Ramuda Amemura

POV playlists for Genshin Impact, Ensemble Stars, Twisted Wonderland, Paradox Live, Danganronpa, FFXV, Hypnosis Microphone utc. 

I will update this post whenever I make new playlists!

KEY: favourites ❤

Author’s Note: sorry in advance if some of the song choices may not fit the character, I mainly listen to the song and then after that, I ‘feel’ which character it suits. they also tend to be the songs that inspire my oneshots of the character or embody how I perceive them. 

GENSHIN IMPACT

ZHONGLI

POV: you're falling in love with the wangsheng funeral parlor's consultant ❤

Genre: kpop/jpop, soft romantic.

Description: the idea of soulmates are part of the many stories you’ve been told by your parents. the concept of this idyllic conditional love is one you’ve yet to expect and frankly, you may be fine never finding a partner with the many people who’ve disappointed you throughout your lifetime. well, that is what you thought before you started sharing lingering, fleeting, and ephemeral glances with the handsome consultant a few doors away from your family’s store. you can’t help but be drawn to his ethereal, almost celestial, beauty when you realise this is the same man you’ve seen in the murky dreams of your childhood. when you reach out to lower his hand and propose to pay for the meal you’ve shared together, instead of reassuring him that you’ll handle the bill, your hand instinctively finds itself in his. you flush and try to laugh it off but you are on the verge of succumbing to a wave of embarrassment as zhongli’s thumb tentatively and tenderly brushes over the back of your hand. slowly, your fingers intertwine. like they were always destined to be there together, like missing puzzle pieces finally fitting together. for once in your life, you feel complete. for once, you feel an overwhelming sensation consume you as the consultant warmly gazes at you with those glowing amber orbs. 

(a love letter from a zhongli main) 

XIAO

POV: conqueror of demons is infatuated with you.

Genre: kpop/jpop, traditional, slow, melancholic, wistful/yearning, cathartic

Description: your calming, serene presence makes his karmic debt dispel itself from reemerging onto his skin, his worry over hurting you with it dissolving into the recesses of his mind. on the rooftop of wangshu inn, you lean further into his warmth as the cold night breeze bites into your skin. upon seeing the way your shoulders shudder as you shiver, he brings you into his being. the action settles the thoughts racing in his mind and the restless worries that normally cloud his head this time of night. your hand is warm in his and now the only thing he can bring himself to worry about is whether you can feel his heartbeat, thundering in his chest, with the way you're laying against him. 

YELAN

POV: you and the valley orchid are more than just "business partners" ❤

Genre: kpop, deep house, r&b, soft romantic, seductive

Description: being of noble birth, you’re starting to get tired of the cushy and constraining life your parents have set out for you. you don’t know how to feel about your betrothed, neither the responsibilities laid out before you in the next coming years. it was unexpected when you encountered the mysterious and enigmatic valley orchid during an evening stroll outside of your estate. what was even more astounding was the suspicious offer she put forward, admitting she’s witnessed the strength you possess during the night prowls you regularly embark on (ones you thought were inconspicuous enough). she offers you a job (of sorts, you aren’t exactly sure how you’re getting paid) to target certain known individuals for the ministry of civil affairs. you’re pretty sure what you’re doing is illegal, but with every rule’s she’s broken in your book, she’s a criminal. one who’s extracted the truth from unfortunate individuals in immoral ways, dirtied her immaculate hands with the blood of the tainted and knows every way to best you. yet another crime on top of those is undeniably stealing your heart. you just hope she doesn’t steal the vestiges of your wavering dignity tonight as she corners you in the depths of your family’s estate. well, it’s not like you mind. you’re starting to lose track of the many firsts she’s taken from you (firsts she definitely doesn’t want your betrothed to take before she does, stimulating her competitive spirit). nevertheless, you desperately hope she takes another with the way she stares you down like your her latest prey under the glow of the moonlight and the intoxicating kiss she presses against your lips, leaving you breathless under her touch. 

CHILDE

POV: analysing the enigmatic 11th fatui harbinger, tartaglia

Genre: kpop/jpop, duality, energetic, dark 

Description: even within his internal conflict, he longs to bask in your presence like a moth drawn to a flame, a lonely ship guided by a lighthouse, a sunflower leaning towards the sun. but he can’t, he tells himself. he can’t succumb to his selfish desires and pull you into his world of devious activities conducted in the cover of midnight or the pain of ever learning of his true form. he can’t love you because that’s selfish of him. he can’t put you in danger because of what he does day in and day out. because his love burns brightly within his chest, he’s willing to burn his entire existence from your mind so you can forget him. but he’s just ajax - a selfish boy with selfish desires. he can’t help but gravitate to you. he can’t help that he wants you - in more ways than one. so how can he resist when you offer yourself so willingly to someone like him. surely you know the consequences, right? but maybe the risks are the last thing on his mind as he descends into you like a wave crashing onto a shore. drowning you fully in him and his pleasure.

SCARAMOUCHE/WANDERER

POV: traversing the world with your soulmate, wanderer. 

Genre: kpop/jpop, a mix of genres (slight duality theme)

Description: you follow wanderer on his travels, witnessing how he navigates the world with his new identity, traverses the planes of his newfound persona, and explores the inner-workings of his being with you by his side. although, at times, that other side of him shows. it’s rare but you do sometimes catch glimpses of the fearsome, manipulative and calculating balladeer resurface from the calm and playful exterior he puts up in front of you and the other people you encounter along your travels. regardless of the different sides he possesses, you’re ready to give up everything for him, sacrifice yourself to give him the life he deserves. you'd even kill. this is something you realise as you both stand over the bodies of your enemies, weapons in hand, residual elemental energy tinkling at your fingertips. By his side, you’ll venture the world together and explore his ever persona, until he finds a version of himself he’s most comfortable.

DILUC RAGNVINDR

POV: celebrating your birthday with your beloved, diluc ragnvindr

Genre: kpop, birthday-themed

Description: in the bustling tavern, the smile that splits across your face aches with how much fun you’re having surrounded by your companions in the warmth of the angel’s share. as per your request, diluc has reserved the entire place to celebrate this joyous occasion with the key figures of the knights of favonius you’ve befriended (and distastefully, he recalls, a certain cavalry captain but let’s not forget the troublesome bard you’ve invited and is indulging in the complimentary bottles of dandelion wine that line the grand table). for once, he feels his lips quirk ever so slightly as your laughter tinkles in his ears and your joy fills him with an unbridled sense of happiness. as the hosts of the party, you both find yourselves behind the bar to refill drinks and place more food platters onto the table. playfully, you bump your hips into his before pressing a chaste kiss against his cheek. you’re flushed by how much fun you’re having and he loves how it looks on you. alongside that, you’re excited to finally go back home to the dawn winery with your beloved to finally open your present. after all he’s wrapped up so nicely in the new outfit he’s commissioned, draped in a rich crimson and adorning silver chains and embellishments. the least you can do to unravel it all. it’s your birthday day after all. anything you says goes, right? even if it was unspoken, he can guess the wish you made as you blew out your candles. he will do everything in his being to make that wish come true and so much more. before fulfilling this however, he’ll spell out his affections for you against your skin. he’ll await your every command tonight. it’s your special day after all, just say the words and he’s all yours. 

LISA MINCI

POV: the partner of the knights of favonius' head librarian

Genre: kpop/jpop, soft, romantic, chill, implied wlw

Description: in the comfort of your arms, you and your partner find yourselves lazing on the window seat of your shared abode, basking in the sun that streams across your languid forms and illuminates the woman dozing against your chest. you aren’t used to this slow pace she’s used to. in contrast, your busy lifestyle means you aren’t able to enjoy tranquil, quiet moments like these very often. however, every time you come home to visit your darling, she always makes it a point to drag you into a small cosy nook in your house or the library to have a cat nap with her. she makes it her responsibility for you to relax whenever you’re with her (though you’re aware it’s mainly because she knows this is the only way you’ll condone her constant lethargy). you chuckle at her languor as she nestles herself into you, making sure she’s comfortable against her human pillow. gently, you place a tender kiss against her forehead. you hope that simple gesture blesses her dreams with the way she smiles in her sleep instantly after it. maybe, you think as you surrender to the fatigue that sinks into your body, you could get used to these lazy afternoons with your beloved.

SIGNORA

POV: the crimson witch's faithful lover

Genre: kpop/jpop, orchestral, a mix of different genres (she’s a very complex character)

Description: faithfully, you stand by her side, conquering the world together and witnessing how she makes it bend to her will. you relish every second you spend alongside her. even if she initially stated that you’re only a valuable asset she could not afford to lose, a vessel of great power to assist her in carrying out her grand plans, a partner (in the strictly working sense) to help her achieve the aims given to her by the great tsaritsa, but you know it’s so much more than that. it’s so much more than what you ever thought it could be - if the red marks across your neck and the crimson lip stains that adorn your pulse point are anything to go by. whatever you have with her goes well beyond the working relationship you started of with. it’s because of this ambiguity that you relish in the masqueraded dance you share upon a bloodied battlefield of crystalline flowers, flittering moths, and fallen bodies. although you dutifully serve the tsaritsa, you loyally obey signora’s every word. 

KAVEH

POV: the renowned sumeru architect (not so) secretly adores you.

Genre: kpop/jpop, art-themed

Description: pressing a kiss against the nape of his neck, you carefully tug free the silky blond locks secured by the rouge ribbon he’s tied into his hair. you pull away to catch him stir from his abrupt nap atop his work desk once again, murmuring nonsensical mutterings into the arms he’s propped his head on and snuggling into the large sheets of drawings and calculations beneath him. you hope he isn’t drooling onto the plans he’s worked so painstakingly on as you gather his curled form into your arms to carry him into his bedroom. just as you tuck his head into your chest and secure your hold on his lithe frame, you catch a glimpse of kaveh’s personal notebook sprawled onto the table. the little remarks that line the margins of the pages makes you chuckle but you stop to admire the graphite depictions of yourself that litter the next page. planting another kiss onto the crown of his head, you begin to exit the study room. to kaveh, you’re his muse, his inspiration and his purpose. he dreams of capturing your beauty in every medium, he wants to portray your every single feature, which he adores you so much for, and he aspires to paint his undying love into your being. although, the latter is an issue for another night. at least in his dreams, he is able to do the same. perhaps, when he isn’t too busy with his projects, he’ll turn those dreams into reality.

MULTI-CHARACTER

POV: summer vacation at the Golden Apple Archipelago

Genre: kpop/jpop summer playlist

HONKAI STAR RAIL

HIMEKO

POV: you're as beautiful as the day i lost you.

Genre: kpop/jpop, mixed, full of longing/implied reincarnation, implied wlw.

Description: "I'm sure we're about to embark on a fascinating journey together." even in this life, where you've sacrificed your heart and conquered hell, himeko is just as breathtaking as the day you met her, when you exchanged rings, and your last kiss goodbye. it's a shame she doesn't remember you, her wife.

KAFKA

POV: the flourishing romance between you and the infamous stellaron hunter. 

Genre: kpop, mixed, pining

Description: to be added.

ENSEMBLE STARS

ARASHI NARUKAMI

POV: walking down the runway with arashi narukami

Genre: kpop/jpop, deep house, r&b

Description: this isn’t your first runway. although it is the first you’ve shared with the renowned model trio of yumenosaki academy. adorning luxurious silks that feel like air against your skin, glittering jewellery that rests against the expanse of your clavicle and line your wrists and fingers, and glamorous cosmetics that enhance your already beguiling features, you glance to the opposite side of the bustling dressing room. your countless years of experience in modelling mean that gliding in heels are no problem for you. but why do the gorgeous electric violet eyes across the room make you trip up? why does the way her mouth curves into a sweet smile instantly draw you to her? why does the playful glint that flashes over her visage make you want to smear the bold rouge painted over her supple lips onto your own? you can’t help but gravitate to her. with the way she lures you in with her spellbinding beauty and competitiveness, it’s not surprising how the silks and jewellery you adorn gradually pool around your intertwined forms. to her, this is another runway in the comforts of her personal room. with all of your experience, you’re determined to put on a show she’ll never forget.

KEITO LECTURE CIRCLE

POV: bibliosmia and the descent of petrichor

Genre: soft kpop study playlist

Description: studying with BIBLION. 

TWISTED WONDERLAND

MALLEUS DRACONIA 

POV: you're bewitched by the king of the abyss, malleus draconia

Genre: kpop/jpop, PIXY-centric, based on overblot malleus

Description (potentially spoilers for chapter 7): in this capsule of time, where the clock stops ticking, where the world around you is frozen in a state of suspension, where the shadows coagulate into permanent shapes across the cobblestone floor, you realise it is only you and him. surveying the slumbering forms of your companions, the truth of the reality you’re regrettably living in settles deep into your heart. as your body is racked by an overwhelming sense of disbelief, you don’t hear the sharp clack of heels that approach your figure nor the heavy drag of a tail against the floor and grows louder as it nears you. frightfully, you whip around to witness one of your friends, your beloved tsunotaro, grow closer, ever closer to your trembling form. you feebly press your palms into his chest as he leans into you, desperate for some space to comprehend what he’s done, to understand the full extent and gravity of the actions he’s taken. weakly, you resist his advances as he grabs your chin and pulls you into him, trailing ink across your lips and jaw as he does so. at some point, you’ve stopped fighting, you’ve stopped countering his advances, and you’ve stopped yearning for the sweet and gentle tsunotaro you’ve gotten to know over these past few months. at some point, you surrender to him, falling deeper into his depths, allowing him to drown you in his affections and the love he holds, one that’s only for you. as you waltz over the world he’s frozen, you’re slowly starting to indulge in this fantasy he’s created. you’re starting to take pleasure in being his, the lover of the king of the abyss. truly, this isn’t the way you wanted to confess to him but maybe this is what you needed to express your undying devotion to the heir of the briar valley. the thought immediately vanishes as his lips descend onto yours once again, eager to claim you once again tonight. dragons are fiercely protective of their treasure. it’s only right, he thinks whilst marking his name into your skin, that he guards what’s rightfully his.

JAMIL VIPER

POV: whisked away into the tundras by the vice housewarden of scarabia

Genre: kpop/jpop, hip-hop, dance-pop

Description: regardless if he uses his unique magic, he should know how his presence spellbinds you. his gorgeous charcoal eyes are hypnotising, his straightforward and caring nature is enthralling, and the saccharine words he whispers into your ears are the only hypnosis he needs to get you to follow his every command. His every being is electrifying: that much is proven as he slips his hand into yours (his very touch casts a spell on you), brings you closer to him (the spicy perfume that he adorns renders you defenceless), and connects his lips to yours (his very taste is absolutely intoxicating). As you admire him under the vibrant luminance of the fireworks above the both of you, you wouldn’t mind falling into this hypnosis once more. the smile he flashes you makes you make to want to fall once again into his temptations and dive into him fully. the night is young, you remember, you have all the time you’ll ever need to understand the hold he possess over you. for now, you’ll relish in this dazzling display of fireworks with the enchanting male by your side.

ROOK HUNT

POV: they don't deserve you, mon amour.

Genre: kpop/jpop

Description: you deserve so much more, mon trésor. and he’s right. you really do. with the way he tenderly holds onto your hand, how he brings your form into his chest as your own squeezes and shudders with a painful feeling you’ve become accustomed to over these past few days, weeks, months (at this point you’ve stopped counting), you wonder how you could ever desire more. how you could ever want anyone else when he’s by your side, unfailingly your loyal partner, who’s supported to you all this time. that’s why he’s your best friend, your partner-in-crime, your most trusted confidant. maybe that’s all you’ll ever be. but with the way his heart thunders into his chest to the way his eyes briefly flicker to your lips and you do the same in response, perhaps there is still some ground you’ve yet to cover in your relationship with the enigmatic beauty from pomefiore. 

(getting over your toxic ex-friends with your confidant rook hunt)

PARADOX LIVE

GOKULUCK

POV: rebelling against the system with 獄Luck (GOKU LUCK)

Genre: kpop hype playlist

Description: setting the world aflame with HANCHO, PITBULL, smoking dog, and anonymous.

DANGANRONPA

BYAKUYA TOGAMI

POV: you detest the ultimate affluent progeny, byakuya togami

Genre: kpop/jpop, rap, hip-hop, dance, money-centric

Description: you hate his guts. you fume at his inherent smugness and that suffocating sense of self-entitlement he prides himself so much on. he’s arrogant, insensitive and conceited. god, the sight of him infuriates you tremendously. wiping it off his face is the only thing on your mind as you grab his pristine collar, and furiously pin him against the wall. but why do you feel utterly powerless as an image flashes before you of those same irritating lapis blue eyes staring into yours with love and a foreign gentleness that looks out of place with the haughty male you’ve understood over the past few weeks. why do you feel absolutely defenceless when he forcefully yanks you forward and presses a kiss against your lips with the passion only a lover could hold? 

NAGITO KOMAEDA (spoilers)

POV: you're his ultimate hope.

Genre: kpop/jpop, pop-rock, synth, based on another episode: ultra despair girls nagito komaeda

Description: you’re his ultimate hope. but honestly, who you are you kidding? he's your ultimate hope. you'd do anything for him. you'd sacrifice your soul, surrender yourself wholly to his every whim and you’d willingly let him drown you fully in his despair, just to fulfil his unbridled obsession for hope. the same hope he’s eliminated in this world brimming with hatred, madness and absolute chaos. nevertheless, you'd go to the ends of the world for him. sacrifice every single ounce of humanity you have just for him. because whilst you are his sun, he's your universe, and you'd gladly burn for him. 

KOKICHI OUMA (spoilers)

POV: witnessing a commendable performance from the "mastermind"

Genre: kpop/jpop, villaincore

Description: it’s amusing, honestly. how he could possibly think that this elaborate scheme of his would convince anyone - that this “mastermind” lie, this twisted performance was actually plausible. but you know better, you ponder as your eyes bore into his own, swirling with that corrupt despair he claims he’s so familiar with. however, you know so much more than he ever could about this world, about the puppeteer who holds all of your strings. well, you’ll just watch this carefully crafted game of his whilst waiting for it to fall apart like a house of cards. it’s only a matter of time.

GONTA GOKUHARA

POV: the ultimate entomologist melts your heart ❤

Genre: upbeat, romantic, a bit of melancholy

Description: you aren’t one for this mushy love stuff people nowadays seem to obsess over. especially not in this game of life or death. however, you can’t seem to help to stop the way your heart flutters at every adorable action the ultimate entomologist makes, nor the warmth he emanates every time you embrace him (you’ve done it so often he’s started affectionately calling you ‘snuggle bug’). Regardless, you can’t stop the way your walls melt around him or stop fawning over the blinding beam he shoots you. when you grab a handful of his collar and crash your lips against him, you can’t help but think ‘well, who’s the pot calling the kettle black now?’

KAITO MOMOTA (slight spoilers)

POV: the luminary of the stars is your universe 

Genre: kpop/jpop, space/universe themed 

Description: you abhor the optimism he unfailingly displays, day in day out, rinse and repeat in this absolute hellhole. but, you eventually find that you can’t, not when he’s a brilliant light in this desperate situation, a star in this night sky that seems to want to consume your every being, the unending universe that holds all of you and everyone together in this sick game where lives are nothing but numbers and objects of entertainment. you just wish you could’ve spent longer in the stars with him before the next day came.

FINAL FANTASY VX

IGNIS SCIENTIA

engine revving, hearts roaring (a night drive in the regalia.) ❤

Genre: kpop/jpop, R&B, dark synth, sensual

Description: a night drive in the regalia but you’re not sure if a simple ride is all he desires. not with the way he’s looking at you. truthfully, you're not sure when he fixated those crystalline sea foam orbs on your figure but when you stare back, they darken into pools of oceanic teal, hazed with a grey fog that sinks into the flecks of aquamarine that speckle his bewitching optics. in this moment, he's a predator but, as prey, you don't give in easily - you’ll dance around his elaborate trap before he finally snaps, and makes you his. 

HYPNOSIS MICROPHONE

RAMUDA AMEMURA

POV: his smile is downright tooth-rotting

Genre: kpop/jpop, sweets-themed playlist

Description: the sweet flavour of artificial strawberry and sugar of the lollipop he’s recently popped into his mouth invades your senses as he pulls you closer against his mouth. you experimentally lick his bottom lip to taste more of it and you can feel the corners of his mouth curve upwards against his lips. in return, you smile and relish at the way you connect perfectly pressed against each other. you’d take this delectable sweetness over the bitter, metallic taste of cigarettes. oh right, that’s why he’s kissing you, you’ve yet to go on your latest sugar supply run. it seems that he’s slightly pre-occupied - surely he knows at this point you’ll never let you go. oh well, you think as he guides you to the couch of his studio, he knows how to use his cuteness to his advantage. his smiles and his demeanour is downright tooth-rotting - if he keeps up at this rate, it’s bound to give you a cavity at this point. well, you think as your back hits the plush sofa, you wouldn’t have it any other way.

[particular-one]

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𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐘𝐋𝐄. she/her. 18. multifandom writer. unfortunately an unhinged dan heng & childe fan. | requests: CLOSED.

read under the cut for more information (rules, fandoms, taglist, etc.)

WRITING INFO. 🤍

i don't accept nsfw requests or yandere requests. this is a personal preference. i'm fine with suggestive themes or sexual tension but that's the limit for me.

i do write headcanons, scenarios &. drabbles. the length usually depends on my mood, but it's usually at a minimum of 450. themes can be either platonic or romantic (only for characters of appropriate age). i write fluff, angst, and even crossovers or aus! feel free to ask.

currently accepting matchup requests. see info here.

will do/will not do list linked here.

FANDOMS. 🤍

honkai star rail. genshin impact. fire emblem: three houses. twisted wonderland. hypnosis mic. ensemble stars. idolish7. haikyuu!!. tears of themis. persona 5 royal.

if you want to request something from a fandom that is not included here, feel free to ask! i might be familiar with it.

TAGLIST. 🤍

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[hebimoonlightwrites]

Hiya^^

Love ur blog work.

Hypnosis mic was an awesome anime show & i'm looking forward of season 2 on october.

So, can u do a oneshot on ichiro when serenade his s/o with rap plz?

Writer's corner: Oh my- this idea is actually very funny and so accurate..!! I swear, I imagine Ichiro being able of doing something like this! We've already seen him going around Ikebukuro while rapping and setting all the streets on fire with his rap in the anime, so.. I really like this request! I don't know if he would do it with his hypnosis mic rapping, actually.. so I developed it like this. Please, let me know if there's something you want me to fix or change. Enjoy!♥

mc's pronouns: THEY/THEM (GN!s/o)

Words: 1316

Warnings: sfw, nothing in particular.~

⭐"𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞"⭐

(Inspired by Subaru Kimura's cover of "Thinking out loud"- Ed Sheeran) Important: If possible, please, listen to this song while reading---> ♥♥♥

It was a normal night.. oh, well, it looked so...

"Hush!!.. Jiro! Shut up..!! Or Ichi-nii will be discovered!", Saburo said with an hushed voice. Jiro looked at him and then at Ichiro, who was already standing under mc's balcony. "S-sorry..-", he muttered before moving his attention to his older brother. Ichiro looked so happy and even slightly anxious. It was night, but not too late- about 10 pm- when he made a gesture to his brothers and turned on a small speaker, linked to a mic. Saburo helped setting everything, while Jiro decided to add a more romantic atmosphere by putting some flowers around the area where Ichiro was standing. The brothers could see the lights in the apartment being all turned off, sign that mc was probably already sleeping. Ichiro smiled looking at the balcony. "Perfect", he muttered before seeing Saburo and Jiro hiding behind a corner. The youngest brother nodded and, since it was finally already the right moment, he started the instrumental. The speakers started letting out a soft and lovely sound. Ichiro looked anxious as his hands gripped the mic even harder. His green and red eyes shook in hesitation but his lips smiled softly. He could feel his heart beating so fast, just like if it was beating into his throat, so he breathed deeply before starting singing: 

"When your legs don't work like they used to before And I can't sweep you off of your feet"

His eyes met Jiro's and Saburo's ones as both his younger brothers made thumbs up to give him more courage. Ichiro's voice could be heard in the emptiness of the night, as it echoed. He hoped in deep that his feelings could reach mc's heart just like those words would have reached their ears.

"Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love Will your eyes still smile from your cheeks"

It didn't pass much, and Ichiro could see the lights of mc's apartment turning on suddenly. His heart, which was already beating fast, started racing even more. He could even feel his grip tightening on the mic and his hands getting sweaty due to his intense emotions. His eyes sparkling while waiting to see the person he had completely fallen for.

"And darling I will be loving you 'til we're 70 And baby my heart could still fall as hard at 23"

His voice was slightly shaking, but it wasn't that evident as his heart was racing still. His eyes opened wide as he could see a shape from behind the curtains opening the window and going out the balcony. It was mc, wearing their pj, their cute and soft hair messy and their eyes still sleepy. They looked at Ichiro, at all those flowers on the floor around him and at the speaker with a confused and surprised expression. Their pink lips softly parted and their sleepy eyes opened widely. Ichiro was sure their cheeks were blushing too. He kept singing his heart for them, hoping mc would understand:

"And I'm thinking 'bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways Maybe just the touch of a hand Oh me I fall in love with you every single day And I just wanna tell you I am"

Ichiro closed his eyes while singing those words. And.. they weren't leaving his throat, but heart. At each heartbeat, a lovely word was leaving his chest, making all the scene look even more warm and romantic. Mc had their sparkling eyes still open wide, their lips still parted in disbelief. They were understanding that warm feeling that was leaving Ichiro's heart and getting to theirs.. they were understanding what all that situation meant.. they did.

"So honey now Take me into your loving arms Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars"

Jiro looked at Saburo smiling in approvation just as the youngest Yamada brother did, holding his phone still, while the instrumental was being played. "Nii-chan is going amazingly!", Jiro whispered proudly and Saburo just nodded, keeping his eyes on Ichiro. The love the 19 years old young man was feeling while singing could be felt even by all the people who were now standing out of their balconies or apartments to look at what was happening. The people were smiling softly, realizing it was a serenade, a sort of confession. Couples like partners, husbands with their wives or even old couples, started hugging and even dancing softly while keeping listening to Ichiro's sweet voice and words:

"Place your head on my beating heart I'm thinking out loud"

He was definitely building a romantic scene, a wholesome and melting-heart one, as mc's eyes were still sparkling from up their balcony. They could even see their neighbours gesturing them to go downstairs to reach Ichiro. An old couple even smiled at them as to tell mc: "come on, sweetheart, go to him!". Mc looked at Ichiro one last time before, feeling their chest warming up, they let go of the balcony railing. They went back inside and disappeared for a few seconds. Ichiro blushed and kept singing, realizing that it was a matter of minutes until he would feel mc close to him.

"Maybe we found love right where we are"

His eyes opened wide as he saw mc appearing at their apartment's door, standing there shyly and wearing a coat over their pj. Their hair looked still messy but adorable as they shyly tried to move a lock behind their ear as the song went on. There were people standing and looking at them too. Soon mc moved their feet slowly but with confidence towards Ichiro, who was still holding the mic. Ichiro was smiling brightly, just like if he had seen the most beautiful thing in his life. But.. it was the truth, after all.. Even if mc wasn't wearing fancy, but their simple pj, even if their hair was messy, even if their eyes looked sleepy, even if they wore their slippes.. Mc was the most beautiful person he had ever seen in his life. He had a surprise look and, when mc was in front of him, he smiled at them and kissed their forehead: "You're.... you're so beautiful..", he only managed to mutter before feeling mc's arms around his torso and their head against his chest. Their sweet eyes closed up and Ichiro hugged them back only to keep singing his love out of his heart:

"Oh baby, we found love right where we are.."

While the people were dancing with them too, Ichiro could see Saburo and Jiro looking at them smiling warmly and supportingly. Jiro moved his lips: "Kiss them, Nii-chan!", Saburo nodded: "Do it, Ichi-nii!". Ichiro smiled and delicately moved his left hand from mc's hair to their chin, lifting their face softly, just enough to look into their eyes. It was the right moment to kiss them... His right hand was still holding the mic. His face got closer and his nose touched mc's, as he finished singing: 

"And we found love right where we are"

Mc could see Ichiro's eyes so close and sparkling. His eyes were showing true love as his hand slid to their cheek just to caress it with his thumb. He moved his lips closer just to give them a soft and sweet kiss on their pink lips. As he gave them that soft kiss, he whispered: "I love you, mc.. I really do..", and gave them another kiss, this time longer and more passionate. All the people on the balconies and around them started cheering on the couple, just like Saburo and Jiro did by clapping their hands. The two brothers gave each other a high five at the sight of Ichiro and mc's happiness. Mc wrapped their arms around him just to hold him closer.

"We really found love... we did..", Ichiro whispered to mc's ear.

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[partyofwords]

Babysitting Bad Boy ~ *Samatoki Aohitsugi*

Summary: You need to babysit your niece on the same day you promised a day dedicated to Samatoki. He's none too pleased about being roped into a babysitting gig by you.

Pairing: Samatoki Aohitsugi X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluffy Drabble

Word Count: 829

Warning: one swear word, Samatoki is a little OOC, mentions having children.

Masterlist

“What?”

You rolled your eyes at your boyfriend. “You heard me. We’re babysitting.” You then gestured to the little girl holding onto your leg. “This is my niece, Anna. We’re going to be taking care of her today.”

Samatoki stared at her before he shook his head. “Yeah, no. I don’t do little kids. You’re on your own. I'll see you later.”

As he turned to leave, you grabbed the back of his hoodie. In a low, threatening voice, you said, “I don’t remember asking you to help me. I remember telling you that we’re babysitting. I’m not doing this alone. And if you don’t help me, I will kill you.”

Samatoki grit his teeth but you could see the fear in his eyes. “You really wanna say that in front of a little kid?”

“Auntie Y/n always makes jokes like that!” Anna exclaims with a giggle. You laughed, your whole terrifying demeanor changing in the blink of an eye.

“Of course! Now what do you want to do today, Anna? Auntie Y/n and Uncle Xiaojun will make all of your wishes come true!”

“Whoa, hey! I’m not an uncle-” You glared at him and Samatoki swallowed his protest. “But I suppose today I am.”

“I want waffles! And I want to go to the park!” She exclaimed before taking both of your hands and dragging you out of your apartment.

You grinned at Samatoki, “Are you ready for this?”

“Absolutely not.” He muttered, but let the kid drag him anyway. He'd rather not have to deal with your fury today.

The three of you visited a cute little cafe not too far from your apartment, where Anna got waffles with strawberries and whipped cream. You ordered yourself a pastry and some coffee, while Xiaojun just stuck to black coffee.

“Not hungry?” You cooed, a teasing lilt in your voice

He shook his head before drinking his coffee. “Not for any of that crap.”

“Wow! These waffles are so big!” Anna squealed with delight. She put a bite in her mouth before squealing again. "And they're so delicious too!"

You smirked at him as you drank your own coffee. “See? The food is delicious! You should get something.”

He rolled his eyes. “Considering I’m the one who paid for it, I can do whatever I damn well please and I'm having coffee.”

“Whatever you say, Samatoki."

After you finished eating, Anna dragged you both to the park down the street. Upon arriving, you sent her on her way to go play on the playground. You and Xiaojun sat on a bench nearby to keep an eye on her as she played.

“So why are we babysitting?”

You shrug, watching you niece play with some of the other kids on the playground. “My brother had an important meeting today and he couldn’t find a babysitter last minute. I offered to help out.”

“Even though you knew we were going to be spending the day together?” He asked, though he didn't sound as angry as he did earlier.

You chuckled, still not looking at him. “Maybe this was a test.”

“A test?”

“To see what kind of father you’d be.”

A light blush adorned his cheeks as he started sputtering. “You can’t just say stuff like that so casually!”

You laughed. “I know but you’re so cute when you’re all flustered like this!”

“Well aren’t you a fun couple?” A mom passing by with a stroller chuckles. “I remember when my husband was in his rebellious phase too. You know, I wish he kept his tattoos, like your husband did. Nevertheless, I’m glad you got yours to settle down with you as well!”

Samatoki’s blush only darkened. “Hey, we’re not-”

You latched onto his arm and laughed. “Yes, I am truly blessed to have such a great husband like Samatoki here! I’m hoping that by hanging out with my niece he might want one or two of his own, you know?”

“Well good luck!” She cheered before moving along.

Samatoki turned to yell at you. "What the hell was that all about?! Are you crazy?! That was so embarrassing! Why did you have to make me look all soft like that?”

You rolled your eyes. “Oh please. None of what I said was a lie.”

He continued to stutter as he tried to come up with a witty comeback. “You, wha-but, I-”

“Auntie Y/n?” Anna came up to the both of you rubbing her eyes. “I’m ready to go home now.”

Patting her head gently, you picked her up and balanced her on your hip. Taking Samatoki’s hand, you pecked his cheek and smiled. “Let’s go home, tough guy.”

"Fine." He muttered, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. "But you still owe me a day all to myself with you."

"We'll see."

"I mean it."

"I know you do." You snicker. "I'll see what I can do, husband."

He groaned. "You're going to be the death of me, woman, I swear."

[angelltheninth]

Could you write fem Reader and Ichijiku Kadenokoji with the prompt “It’s my thigh or nothing, I’m not helping you get off.”?

She does have the perfect thighs for that.

Pairing: Ichijiku Kadenokoji x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, power dynamic, thigh riding, nipple sucking, giving orders, kissing, ass slapping, dom/sub dynamic

A/N: She has pillows both up and down.

155. “It’s my thigh or nothing, I’m not helping you get off.”

"Don't give me that kicked puppy look. It won't work on me, you know it won't." Ichijiku smacked your ass in discipline, smirking at your lips, pressed so tight and still little whines escaped from you. "It's my thigh or nothing, I'm not helping you get off." And no amount of begging would break you, that was clear to you.

"But... can't you feel how horny I am?" Your hips rolled forward and backward slowly, your pussy dragging across her thick thigh, making it wetter.

You could feel the muscle flexing, only making the ache between your legs worse because there was nothing for your pussy to tighten against. The only stiff body parts were Ichijiku's nipples which you latched onto to keep your moans and whines back.

"Such a brat. You don't get what you want so you throw a fit. I know you can come from my thigh alone. Or is it not good enough for you?" Her nails dig into your ass, jolting your hips forward again. You moaned around her nipple, "If this won't do then you're not getting anything until you get home." You whined again, holding back tears of frustration.

She wasn't gonna help you, she was here to tell you what you do, not aid you in doing it. To disobey her would mean giving yourself punishment. All you could do was listen. You braced yourself against her, licking over the tattoo on her breast, tracing it with your tongue as your hips finally started moving seriously.

"Good girl. It's good that you understand." You did understand. You knew where you stood, where your place was. Fortunately Ichijiku didn't mind that it was on her thigh, using it for your pleasure on her orders.

[hypnomicimagines]

Drabble prompt 18 with Ichiro please?

Yamada Ichiro:

Shower Together: Taking a shower with the character.

“Come here!”

Ichiro never understood what a siren’s call might sound like until he’d met you.

“My brothers… they’re waiting on us…”

“It won’t be too long, promise! Pretty please?”

The promise of your naked form covered in bubbles was too much temptation for even a man as strong as Ichiro to withstand, and he finds himself lured into the steamy bathroom without another attempt at resistance. His brain was hardly functioning as he stripped himself of his own clothing, praying his brothers had taken a recent lesson in patience. His thoughts are scrubbed clean of anything but you as your naked body pressed against his the second he stepped foot in the shower.

“Can you wash my hair, Ichi? And tell me if you like the smell of my new shampoo~” He grabbed the color container off to the side he knew was yours and poured some in his hand, suddenly overwhelmed and a little embarrassed; he had never gotten hard over a scent before but this one was so very you…

Ichiro’s body sticks to yours, refusing to give an inch of space up. His non-soapy hand turned your head to face him and quickly his tongue made its way into your mouth. You almost giggled as he multi-tasked, using his free hand to expertly spread the shampoo through your hair. Your laughter died down purely due to the feeling of his dick against you, your own mind now eagerly awaiting your boyfriends next move which would surely be to bend you over and fuck you as quietly as he could.

His movements may be rushed but Ichiro never sacrificed your pleasure, hand dipped between your legs and stroking with in rhythm with his thrusts. When he bites down on your shoulder to silence his own groans you feel immense pride, reaching back to gently cradle his head as he comes. You exchange a few more heated but playful kisses, getting a nice slap on Ichiro’s ass as he finally managed to pull himself out of the shower.

The pout and glare combination you received after told you quite a few things, but at the top of the list was that you would pay for that later.

When Ichiro finally gets to walk downstairs the scent of cherry blossoms follow. Neither brother turned to look at him though he was sure they heard his descent, so he busied himself in the kitchen.

“Ah, hey, have you seen Ichi-nii?” Ichiro was startled when Saburo called your name and even more surprised that he didn’t recognize it was him who had come down. “Is he not feeling well?”

“Eh? I’m right here.” Saburo and Jiro both whipped their head toward the kitchen to face him. “How about some breakfast?”

“…” Both younger siblings exchanged a glance.

“Why did you think it was them and not aniki?”

“You didn’t notice either! And I… don’t know why I just assumed. I just hard someone come down the stairs and the smell…”

“Do you think he’s using a new body wash?”

“No way…”

“…I wonder if maybe he was pranked and they switched his shampoo out… That has to be it, right?”

They didn’t think about it for a second longer.

[modern-oedipus]

I started watching Moriarty The Patriot 3 days ago— I don’t know why I even kept it waiting since 2021. It has been just 3 days into this masterpiece and I have already bought the first volume of manga, styled a cosplay wig, drabbled fanfiction scripts, memorized DYING WISH (opening 1) and made stickers out of it. I don’t know why, but it hit me so hard. It is the first time in two years that something other than Hypnosis Mic excited me this much!

Though, Hypnosis Mic itself is the reason I started Moriarty in the first place— I went there only with the expectation of listening to the brilliant voice actor Saito Soma’s voice acting! He voices the lead role, Moriarty himself! AND moreover!? The plot reminds me a lot of Psycho Pass, especially season 1! Makishima Shogo is the favorite character of all times in my heart, and in this plot not only does Moriarty have a very similar role to Shogo, they have the same character designer with the person who illustrated part of Psycho Pass’ manga. The story is less gore and more light hearted compared to Psycho Pass, the art and music is wonderful and the characters are gorgeous.

I have never been someone specifically into crime and murder, I know Sherlock Holmes stories of course, from my childhood books, but I don’t go out of my way to seek detective stories. Again, I only seeked Moriarty The Patriot because I wanted to watch Soma Saito’s voice acting performance. BUT oh boy, not only Soma-san is AMAZING (though Moriarty The Partiot feels like it all is Gentaro’s tale he is telling to Dice in his smooth cute voice and he will finish with Uso desu yo), BUT THERE IS SO MUCH MORE! I am so so so happy and amazed of this work by all means!

Definitely recommended!

And if you are a Hypnosis Mic fan, just check it out for Soma Saito. Plot is different, but he is the same gorgeous actor. You can hear Gentaro amongst the lines and it just ADDS UP a lot to the fun! ❤️