#crows zero

[itagakimizuki]

OGURI SHUN as TAKIYA GENJI CROWS ZERO 2 (2009)

[the-chaotic]

「— Who fell first and who fell harder 2 」

「カオス ― This is part two of this post. I saw the first two episodes of The Worst and that was enough to start writing, lol. Just like the other one, everything is based on scenarios in my head and what I think looking at their faces and this one is also bigger than the other . 」

「pairing ― The Worst era + Bonus. 」

— Oya Koukou ,

Fujio — He fell first but you fell harder.

Tsukasa — You fell first but he fell harder.

Jamuo — He fell first and hardest.

Yasushi — You fell first but he fell harder (Good luck).

Kiyoshi — He fell first and hardest.

Nakaoka — He fell first and hardest.

Nakagoshi — You fell first but he fell harder.

— Suzuran ,

Raoh — You fell first but he fell harder.

Mercy — You fell first but he fell harder.

Binzo — He fell first and hardest.

Magoroku — He fell first but you fell harder.

Kansuke — You fell first but he fell harder.

Kamui — You fell first but he fell harder.

— Housen ,

Sachio — You fell first but he fell harder.

Eimei — He fell first and hardest.

Odajima — You fell first and hardest.

Shoji — You fell first but he fell harder.

Shidaken — He fell first and hardest.

Sabakan — You fell first but he fell harder.

Moji — You fell first but he fell harder.

— The 3 Schools Alliance ,

Amagai — You fell first but he fell harder.

Suzaki — You fell first but he fell harder.

Saboten — He fell first and hardest.

Tsudanuma — You fell first and hardest.

Sameoka — You fell first but he fell harder.

Fujin — He fell first and hardest.

Raijin — He fell first and hardest.

Reiji — He fell first and hardest.

Gandhi — He fell first and hardest.

「— Bonus Part」

「pairing ― Crows Zero 1 and 2. 」

「カオス ― Of course I would have to bring them here because of the crossover in The Worst X. Furthermore, I recently watched both films with my mum and I was sad to not find any of their content, just a oneshot of Genji and other for Rindaman. So here is my little contribution to this fandom! 」

— Suzuran ,

Genji — You fell first but he fell harder.

Chuuta — He fell first and hardest.

Makise — He fell first and hardest.

Izaki — You fell first but he fell harder.

Serizawa — He fell first but you fell harder.

Tokio — You fell first and hardest.

Tokaji — You fell first but he fell harder.

Tsutsumoto — He fell first and hardest.

Manabu (Mikami Brothers) — He fell first and hardest.

Takeshi (Mikami Brothers) — He fell first and hardest.

Rindaman — You fell first but he fell harder.

— Housen ,

Narumi — You fell first and hardest.

Tatsuya — You fell first but he fell harder.

Ryo — You fell first but he fell harder.

Matoba — He fell first and hardest.

Hayato — He fell first and hardest.

Rikiya — He fell first and hardest.

[empress-of-time1109]

Why is it that every time I see Genji Takiya, I suddenly want to relive my high school days—minus the homework, plus the gang wars?

Honestly, Genji Takiya ruined my life. Now every guy I meet gets judged on a scale of ‘Would he survive Suzuran?’ and, spoiler alert, they all fail.🫠

[lots-of-sun]

A/n: This is a requested piece, thank you so much for it and I really hope you enjoy! Also, I apologize that this took so long to get out, I've been busy with a lot of work at the moment.

@starheadsstuff: Hello i am here to propose a request about our boy Izaki Shun in the Crows Zero II. Not much people write about them and i saw you we're taking request so here i am !!

Izaki Shun x Fem!Reader

40 DAYS AND 40 NIGHTS

The rhythmic sound of the train tracks is almost expected, the same noise I'd heard for as long as I can remember. It rocks and squeaks slightly with age, the district not having enough funds to get a newer model. No one really take this train anymore, it's off the main routes and most don't put in the effort to take a scenic ride on the outskirts of the city. But that's what I like, no one's ever there to bother me. Well that was until six months ago.

He'd shown up on a hot summer afternoon, looking confused at the empty train. It'd only been two stops since mine, having just finished school for the day. His gaze was calculated, looking down towards where I sat, then back the other way. I'd looked away when his gaze brushed over me, my mind suddenly finding the window interesting. A seat by the lengthy windows, far from where I'd sat, was where he chose to sit. The entire ride until my stop, he barely made a noise and had his eyes glued to the scenery that passed by, he was like a statue. After that ride, I didn't see him for a few days and I almost forgot about him completely. Until he showed up again. This time when he stepped into the again empty car, he spoke.

"Is this a ghost train or something?" He had asked, a short chuckle leaving his mouth.

"Or something" I responded with a small smile. He'd returned it before taking the same seat he did last time.

It went on like that for months, small conversation that lead into him moving to closer seats. Then it was full conversations and sitting in the same booth as me. Now it's like routine for him to take this train, talk for the thirty minute ride until I get off and repeat the same process the next day. There was no denying he was strategic and nice and... attractive. We'd gotten close over the months and I had to admit, it was pleasant having someone to talk to.

Today wasn't much different from any other and as I sat down on that worn seat I'd sat in for years, I felt myself relax a bit. It was normal for me to feel at ease on this always vacant train, but as of late, as we approach his stop, I grow nervous. Do I look good today? Is my hair a mess? What if my clothes are dirty and I just can't tell?

A flurry of shallow doubt comes on, even when I'm sure he wouldn't notice even if I was in absolute disarray. Would he even care? Does he care? A heat rises to my cheeks at the thought of my unsure feelings being somewhat reciprocated.

The trains breaks screech, signaling the stop is here already. Suddenly I find myself fixing my hair quickly, restraining myself from fiddling any more than I already am. The slight hiss of the door opening and the sound of heavy sneakers is the only sound that draws my attention to the entrance. And there he is, taking calm strikes towards where I'm sat, his usual small smile plastered on his lips.

"Hey, Train Guy, what sensational stories to do have for me today?" My tone is beyond sarcastic, a smile making its way onto my face. He'd told me about many instances that have happened at Suzuran, bloody fights, the hierarchy, his goals. They were all very entertaining.

"I told you already, my name is Izaki. And not much, Genji's doing my head in" His answer is delivered casually as he slips into the seat in front of me, the train beginning to move.

"So the usual then?" I respond with a smirk. His only reaction is a short nod and an equally as wide smirk that mirrors mine. A short silence stretches on between us before he decids to speak.

"How's school?" His question is short, but genuine and he clears his throat afterwards, like it was hard for him to say. I narrow my eyes slightly at him, trying to read him. He'd never really had trouble saying what he wanted.

"It's good, exams are over finally so I'm basically free for the rest of the term" I answer with a tone of relief, enjoying the thought of no more stressful papers to complete.

He again nods shortly, looking out the window at the passing environment, while I watch his side profile. God, he's so handsome. I wonder what he might be thinking right now, where his mind has escaped to. The gentle sway of the train's movement is calming and I try not to stare too much.

"Still no boyfriend?" He asks suddenly, his voice inquisitive. It catches me so off guard I almost choke on my own spit.

"Uh- No, definitely not" My voice shakes slightly with nervousness, who the hell asks that out of the blue?

"Good" The one word answer pushes me further into shock, I keep my eyes on him as he turns his head to face me again. And he looks pleased, an expression I don't see him wear often. "Because I want you to be mine"

It's blunt and leaves my mouth agape, my mind struggles to process his words without malfunctioning. I close my mouth finally, looking down at my lap with heated cheeks.

"You shouldn't joke about that" I say softly, deflecting his obvious confession. I can feel his eyes on me and I keep my gaze away.

"I'm not joking, but I will understand if I'm not who you want" His voice is lowered, like he's trying to calm me.

"I do want you- you just can't be so blunt all the time" I respond, finally looking up at him. There's a wide smile that sits on his face, like this is the happiest moment of his life. I can't help but mirror his expression.

"Being blunt is easier than beating around the bush" He says conclusively, this time keeping his eyes on me and I can't seem to break away from his gaze either.

I give a small nod, it's the only reply I can muster. The rest of that train ride was a sort of bliss, the kind that follows a tense moment. We discuss where we should go for a date and he slips in a few jokes, meant for someone who's more than just his friend. And for once, I'm glad to not be the only one on this train.

[madammidnightsblog]

Lovesick For You

Fandom: Crows Zero

Characters: Genji Takiya, Megumi Hayashida (Rindaman), Tamao Serizawa, Kirishima Hiromi, Makoto Sugihara, Narumi Taiga, Ryo Urushibara, Tatsumi Mito, Kaburagi Kazeo, Kagami Ryohei

Warnings: name calling (mommy, mistress), overstimulation, dacryphilia, humiliation, hair pulling, choking, marking, finger sucking, oral (receiving/giving), edging, nipple play, degrading, yandere themes (cling, delusional behavior, obsession, manipulation, acts crazy/lovesick), unprotective sex (use condoms everyone!), dumbifiction, slight smacking, handjob, femdom, sub! y/n, masturbation, talks of virginity, dry humping

request: @ruffwrld

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

Genji

“God, you’re so fucking stupid.” You hissed as you yanked your smirking boyfriend into your room and it pissed you off even more to know how proud he is of himself.

Your parents were asleep in their room down the hall as it was damn near midnight and your lovely boyfriend thought he was being cute when throwing rocks at your bedroom window. He had been busy dealing with small fights all day, so he hadn’t had the time to come visit you or even walk you home after school which meant he was going to be stupid about it. And throwing rocks at your window would definitely get him caught as your mom was a light sleeper and the soft thudding would have woken her up. But of course, Genji didn’t care as long as that meant your attention would be on him.

“What? I just wanted your attention, Mommy.” He purred as he circled his arms around your waist once your door was shut, he looked down at you with an even bigger smirk.

That smirk made your right eye twitch in annoyance as he knew what he was doing. Of course he did. It was Genji we’re talking about, being annoying was practically his middle name at this point. He enjoyed pushing your buttons and making you pissed as that meant he got what he wanted.

“Oh you little..” You didn’t finish what you were saying before landing a firm smack across his face, making him stumble back a little.

It wasn’t really hard, you would never actually hurt him but it was enough to send a good sting across the cheek. But like a good old Genji fashion, his smirk widened as he looked back at you as he held his now red cheek and let out a soft groan in pleasure. He liked that, liked it more thanks to it being you that smacked him. And that was enough to make your eyes narrow while watching the taller man stand up straight and licked the corner of his lips in amusement. This was now growing into a little game for him and he liked that idea, a game to see just how much he can annoy you.

“Now, that was mean. Smacking me over a little noise?” Genji cooed softly and shrugged off his jacket onto the floor before making his way over to you. Smirking still and slowly grabbing your hips, feeling the soft fabric of your sweatpants there and pulling you closer. “I think you’re being unnecessary now, Mommy.”

Scoffing, you rolled your eyes at his cocky tone, but you couldn’t help the small bubble of joy filling your chest. You loved how Genji knew what to say and do whenever he wanted to play with you, he was your first real boyfriend and has stuck with you over the years. But he also knew just what to do to get his way like he was right now, and you knew it, but of course, you played along. He was just being needy, and you liked giving him exactly what he needed.

So, you reached behind him and slowly dragged your hand up his nape which sent a shiver down his spine. The feeling of your cool hand against his warm skin was enough to make his knees wobble slightly, it just felt so good to have your touch after a long day. But any and all thoughts left him when you laced your fingers through the hair just above his nape and tugged, making a throaty moan leave him. His eyes fluttered closed and his spine tingled, his knees almost folded right there as you held onto the black locks in a firm manner. And you just let out a soft chuckle as you watched the once cocky man turn into a mewling kitten from your touch.

“Look at you,” You let out a soft moan as you gave him another tug, pulling his head back slightly just to hear him moan again. Pain was his addiction, and you loved to use it against him as you knew just how much he was gagging for it. “Being so cute like this, it’s almost a shame you’re just a bratty little shit.”

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

Megumi

He knew it was wrong. His mind was screaming at him to stop and leave before it was too late but he knew he wouldn’t listen even if he wasn’t on your bed, he was just too obsessed with you. It was supposed to be a simple little task, walk you home after school and make sure nothing happened to you- it was so simple and something he’s done a million times but today was different. You playfully pulled him into your room, smiling just so sweetly at him and telling him how thankful you were for him walking you home everyday. Telling him you wanted to reward him and how could he tell you no?

That’s how he found himself naked on your bed and lying under you with you sat on top, your pretty pussy kissing his fat cock deep and your pretty face flushed into arousal. Your hands planted on his broad chest and your soft ass bouncing slowly against his spread thighs, your tits bouncing in rhythm as you did your best to take him but he was just so big. Your pretty face was twisted in a delicious mix of pain and pleasure as your velvety walls did their best to accommodate his thick cock and he was just a sweet boy, holding your hips and helping you.

“F-Fuck.. You’re d-doing so well..” Megumi said breathlessly, his heart thumping so loudly in his chest he could barely hear your pretty moans. This was like a dream come true for him, having the prettiest girl in town fucking him just right even though it was a struggle.

“ ‘Gumi.. I-I feel so.. Mm.. full!” You whined out almost pathetically as your eyes glossed over with tears as your pussy was stretched to its limit around him, his curly pubes resting against your stretched folds. 

Hearing those words sent a wave of pleasure throughout him, his stomach knotting up in both pride and anxiety as he stared up at you. You looked gorgeous to him from this angle, you looked like a little angel on top of him and he wasn’t worthy to have his dirty cock inside something so pure. To him, you were just a pure and beautiful thing, and he was just some cruel and dirty man who didn’t deserve such a luxury but he wanted to be a little selfish. 

His hands tighten on your hips slightly, not to leave any marks and bruises on your beautiful skin but to hold you better. So, he carefully maneuvered your hips up and down his cock which pulled the sweetest noise he’s ever heard as his cock rubbed along your sensitive inner walls. Making your toes curl and your head fall forward, sending bits of your hair in your face as you allowed him to manipulate your movements. Your eyes closed as you allowed yourself just to feel every twitch and drag of his cock inside you, making your blush travel down your neck to your chest as the room just grew warmer with every movement you did.

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

Tamao

“That’s my good boy.” You cooed softly as your right hand raked through soft hair, watching him take your left index finger into his mouth.

He was such a good boy all day, helping you study peacefully for your upcoming exams by getting you your favorite drink and food along with playing your favorite songs off his speaker. It was all for you to focus despite him coming over to hangout with you but seeing how important this was to you, he didn’t mind doing that instead. After all, your grades meant a lot to you and he wasn’t going to be the reason you failed, so he did whatever he felt was necessary for you to not get distracted and study. But once you were finished with the first half, you decided to take a break for a bit as your head was starting to hurt from staring at that dumb textbook for what felt like hours, you decided to reward him. 

“Thank you, Mistress.” He mumbled softly around your slender digit, loving the taste of your skin on his tongue. It was just what he needed as he was craving a cigarette and knew better to smoke in your room.

A soft smile formed on your lips as you just watched him kneel in front of you since you were at your desk and he wanted to make it easier for you, not wanting you to get up if not needed. His eyes were on you the whole time, slowly blinking to not miss any expression that flashed across your beautiful face. He adored any reaction that you made when he pleased you, wanting nothing more than to be the reason for any of those adoring expressions.

The pad of your finger pressed down onto his tongue, feeling the slickness of his saliva that coated it and how his tongue flexed under your touch. As if he was trying to curl it around the digit and keep it in his mouth and that was just so cute to you. Seeing how hungry he was to please you always made you feel confident and overjoyed as it showed just how much he trusted you. So, you allowed him to flick his tongue against your finger and suck on it gently, trying to pull it further in which you did just that. Pushing your finger past your knuckle into his mouth and enjoying the way his warm, wet mouth surrounded the digit eagerly and how his eyelids grew heavy with arousal. 

You knew that look well and understood what he was silently asking. And who are you to deny him after he behaved so well?

“Okay,” Pulling your index out his mouth, Tamao licked his lips as his eyes flicked to your shorts before coming back to your face. “Time for a certain good boy’s treat.” You giggled as you started to unbutton your shorts while he scooted back a bit for you.

It didn’t take long for you to discard your shorts and panties off to the side on the floor before parting your thighs, allowing your boyfriend to gaze upon your exposed sex. Seeing the object of his desire in front of him, he eagerly shuffled closer to you but he stopped just an inch away from your thighs and looked up at you.

“May I, Mistress?” He asked in a soft yet desperate tone, his mouth watering as his eyes flicked back to your pussy.

But you never said anything, just gently pulling him by his shirt to bring him closer to you with a big smile. His manners were something so adorable to you, knowing he is someone that usually takes what he wants without apologizing but yet, he asks politely for a taste of you. And he didn’t waste a second longer to bury his face between your thighs, planting his tongue flat against your moist folds and letting out a soft groan. Your scent and taste was something he’d never forget and each time he gets the chance to experience it again, it is better than the last. 

“Oh fuck..” You moaned out softly and leaned your head slightly, closing your eyes as you pushed your hips more to the edge for him and he didn’t leave you hanging. His nose pressed against your clit and sucked your inner labia into his mouth which made your thighs spread more and you pulled his head closer to your cunt.

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

Kirishima

Your index and thumb were currently busying themselves with pinching and pulling onto his nipples which pulled out throaty moans from Kirishima as he knelt in front of you. Every noise leaving him was just the sweetest sound you have ever heard and you wanted more from him, wanting nothing more than to hear him make those noises again and again. It was just so delicious to hear and you were sure you never heard anything better.

“Gosh.. I can’t get enough of you.” You purred sweetly, a pretty smile formed on your lips as you stared down at him with a sickly sweet expression.

Kirishima didn’t know how he got here, shirtless and on the floor of one of the empty classrooms with you sitting in a chair in front of him. It wasn’t what he was expecting when you texted him to come to this room, he was under the impression something happened. After all, he gave you his number in case something happened after your ex-boyfriend started to stalk you. But he can’t say he hated it. Something about you smiling and toying with his sensitive buds as if they’re little buttons to toy with was something arousing.

“Fuck.. Y/n..” Kirishima grunted softly and shifted on his knees despite trying his best to stay put, his hands holding his knees and the grip tightening every second as the ripples of pleasure moved across his chest.

He knew this was all your fault, no one else could bring him in with such a delicate form of security and make him believe that you were a harmless little thing. You made him believe you were just a sweet little girl that was too innocent for this cruel world, that you needed someone to look out for you- it could all be true and this was just a dream but he doubted it. The soft sensation on his chest made it hard to believe this was a dream, the pleasure was just too consistent to put off as a dream or make believe.

You giggled as your fingers twisted his nipples, sending a bubble of pain mixed in with the pleasure which had his brows furrowing and his lips twitching downward, a soft whine in discomfort leaving him. It was too sharp and sudden for the delinquent to process, making his fingers twitch and a blush form across his chest with every little twitch and tug. It was just so cute to see the blush start at his cheeks and make its way down to his chest, making his pink nipples stand out as they grew red from all the attention you were giving them. 

“Kiri~,” You let go of his nipples, allowing them to relax and throb in the blissful mix of pain and pleasure, and you leaned back in your seat. Your smile growing as you watched him pant and try to ignore the hardon he had grown over time. “You’re just so cute! I cannot help myself when it comes to you, I just want to toy with you and see what cute noises you make!”

Cold sweat formed along his hairline, making strands of his inky black hair stick to his forehead as he stared up at you. His body was hot and making it uncomfortable to kneel there, the summer heat only made the already warm classroom even hotter and caused you both to sweat. But it seemed only you were really affected by it as he kept shifting and swallowing thickly while you sat on that chair comfortably and just crossed your legs. Rolling the ankle that hovered over the floor freely while humming in thought, thinking of what else you could do to him.

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

Makoto

“Yes.. Yes, that’s it baby,” You pressed kisses to his parted lips, feeling the drool that slicked his bottom up as he moaned and whined in pleasure. “Such a good boy you are. Mommy’s good little boy.”

Makoto was unable to speak coherently, poor boy’s words were all jumbled together and filled with desperation as your hand just kept pumping his cock. Milking orgasm after orgasm from him as you both laid in his bed, your bare body pressed hotly against his, both of you sticky with sweat. The air of the room was stale and hot, filled with the scent of sweat and sex, and you wouldn’t pull away from your boyfriend as he laid flat on his bed. The blanket tossed to the side, leaving his black bed sheets stained slightly with his seed as he started off on all fours and now on his back, letting your hand milk his fourth orgasm from him.

“Ha.. Ngh.. M-Mo.. Mommy..!” He choked out between moans, his eyes unable to stay open as your hand slid down the base of his long cock, tightening your fist after the sensitive base.

You couldn’t help the soft giggle that left you as his moans just kept growing desperate and higher pitched with every slick drag of your fist, making sure to move it nice and slow before picking up pace. Makoto loved yet hated it so much as you kept doing this for the last two hours, barely giving him a chance to catch his breath before your hand was back on his poor cock. It was angry red and throbbing in your hand but you didn’t seem to care much but you thought it was just the cutest. 

Makoto wasn’t the thickest down there but he was a pretty good size, being a good seven inch and his cock was slim which made it easier to hold. His cock curved to the left which made it one of the best as he always hit your sweet spots without fail every time you took him in your cunt. And you just adored it.

“Shhh.. Don’t speak, baby. Mommy wants you to save your words for later.” You said sweetly and shifted onto your side more, having you on the bed more than on top of him.

Your bodies plushed against each other, your hair sticking to yourself with how sweaty you were but you didn’t mind too much despite how sticky and gross you felt right now. But that didn’t matter, pleasuring your pretty boyfriend mattered more as you were just obsessed with making sure he knew how much you loved him. All of him. 

His cock throbbed and twitched in your hand, showing that he was close to another orgasm which you both might be a bit painful for him. After all, it was his fourth orgasm and he was cumming nonstop, his poor cock was begging for a break, but you didn’t seem to or care to listen to its silent demands. Your hand was slick with his cum as the lube had dried by now and you were just using his cum as the lube, making his cock nice and slick. You just pressed another kiss to his spit slick lips as his balls bunched up close to his body and he let out a pathetic sob as he suddenly came, his cock spitting out a weak flow of cum as he was growing dry from how explosive the last three were.

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

Narumi

Narumi was a sick bastard to enjoy this, and he knew it but God, it felt so good. Your hand wrapped around his throat as you fucked yourself on his cock, your thighs and ass slapping against his heated skin and making a delicious sound. The slapping was a rhythm that he didn’t want to forget, the soft thump of flesh meeting mixing with the slick noise of your pussy split on his cock, dragging up and crashing back down in a bubbly mess of your arousal. God, and the way your hand tightening around his throat with every twitch of your back as you tried your best not to arch your back. 

“Fuck, this cock i-is.. Filling my damn cunt s-so good.” You weren’t able to keep your voice from waving in pleasure despite how much you didn’t want to stutter right now, wanting to look like a woman that could keep your cool.

But it was so damn hard to look like some level-headed dominant with how his cock was just hitting all the right spots, making your back twitch every deep kiss of his cock. Your toes curling and your knees locking around his hips as you rode him, his hands to hold your hips in a bruising manner as he stared up at you with heart eyes. While you were crumbling with every knee weakening ripple of pleasure, he was just watching you as if you were some kind of God. 

Narumi knew it wasn’t right to have Tamao’s little sister on his cock, that was his enemy but yet Narumi was obsessed with his little sister to the point he had been doing everything he could to get close to her. And it finally paid off- four months of being friendly with her, he was now in a situation where she was fucking her pretty pussy on hsi cock. It was a dream come true and he was not going to let this moment end before he wanted it to, even if he was lying in her bed, in the same house that Tamao rested his head at night. But he didn’t care, he just held your hips and kept you impaled on his cock as you bounced the best you could.

“God, keep going, Y/n. Use my pathetic cock for your own pleasure.” Narumi grunted in pure bliss, his voice a bit strained due to her choking grip but it wasn’t enough to cut off air flow. Just enough to make it difficult to breathe and speak properly.

“Gosh.. N-Narumi..” You whined out as your hand pulled away from his throat and you fisted the pillows under his head, your torso lowering towards his chest.

Your eyes fluttered close as your brows furrowed, lips parted to let out all your pretty moans, and your chest brushing against his as your tits bounced with every bounce of your hips. The plushies that rested on your bed and surrounded him started to knock over from all the movement on the bed, your bed frame creaking and shifting as he helped you roll your hips. He wasn’t able to look away from how beautiful you looked, making him want to save this memory forever so he can look back to this very moment every day. 

But his attention was pulled to your lips as he noticed how pretty and pink they were, slick with your drool and looking so kissable. And he couldn’t resist them so, he leaned forward slightly and captured them which made you moan into the kiss, his eyes closing as your lips moved in sync. The kiss was filled with need, desperation, and hunger as your pussy pulsed around his cock as you grew closer to cumming. Grew closer to becoming him completely. 

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

Ryo

“M-Mommy..” Ryo cried out as he pushed his hips back more, taking another inch into his ass.

Ryo was not the submissive type, he was never someone that saw himself to be under someone sexually. All his other relationships, he was the dominant one and often expressed an overly confident persona but with you, it was different. He wasn’t sure how it was, but it was almost as if his body and mind was just yearning for your dominance over him. And that’s how he found himself face down into a pillow and his ass up, a good size dildo attached to a harness around your waist that was slowly being pushed into his asshole. Your hands rubbing soothing circles on his hips and you cooing as if he was a pathetic little crybaby and you were coaxing him.

“Aww look at you, such a whiny and needy little baby. Don’t worry, Mommy got you.” You cooed in a condescending tone and gently pushed your hips forward once more. His wrinkled ring of muscle was slowly easing up and taking another inch of the silicone toy, the generous amount of lube on his hole and the toy helping.

Ryo’s arms wrapped around the plush pillow and he buried his face further into it, his tears wetting the dark blue fabric as he was growing overwhelmed by the stretch but you were careful. Despite all the degrading and mean words you were saying to him, your actions were gentle and slow, trying to be careful not to harm his delicate hole. After all, you adored the long haired man and can’t bring yourself to physically hurt him.

His sensitive walls were slowly opening up and swallowing the dildo nicely, the gummy walls pulsed and twitched as he greedily pushed back to take more as he wanted all of it. Even if it isn’t physically a part of you, he cannot think less of it as it was strapped to your gorgeous hips and that was all he needed to see it as a part of you. He wasn’t usually like this, he never got attached to someone so deeply before- he never did that to ex-girlfriends and yet, he was desperate to keep you close. Clinging to you as if you’re his lifesource and refusing to allow you too far from him, he has to be around you all the time and touch you. So, he was wanting all of your cock, no matter if it’s fake or not.

“Tsk. Such a greedy little thing,” You sent a good smack to his ass, making him yelp and whine but never pulling away. If anything, it made him push back more and that alone made you smile. “Taking every inch even if your slutty little hole can’t take it all? Such a dirty little thing you are.”

Those words made his eyes water but not out of sorrow or hurt, no, it was out of arousal. He usually would never allow anyone to talk down to him like that but you? You’re allowed to talk and treat him however you want, he’s your property and he’s gagging for you to treat him like it. And you knew it, you see how his legs shake at your words and how his hips push back more. It was cute to see him so desperate to please even if you called him names.

Reaching down, you grabbed ahold of the lower half of his hair and wrapped it around your hand before pulling it. Making a sob leave him as the pain of his hair being pulled sent a shock to his nerves on his scalp, making his back arch and eyes burst with tears. But it felt so good to him, having you pull his hair and force more of your strap into his ass, making him choke out moans and sobs while his arms keep ahold of the pillow.

“Oh fuck.. Yes, Mommy.. Yes..!” He cried out and started to rock on his knees, moving his ass back and forth which made the strap drag deliciously against his twitching anal walls. His cock heavy and throbbing in pleasure, leaking a good stream of precum onto the bed but he paid no mind to it, his cock wasn’t important to him.

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

Tatsumi

It’s fucked up, he know it but he cannot help it. His own hand wrapped around his cock, pumping it quickly as it leaks precum all over his hand while he sat in his bed, imagining you in his room. He was hooked on you after beating up a group of guys that were bothering you the other day, it was fucked up that he’s stroking his cock at the thought of you naked, lying in his bed. That’s not what a good man does, but he cannot help it. It was hard not to think about how you smiled at him after he beated those guys to a pulp, it was almost as if you were telling him you were into him.

But of course, that’s not possible. You just met him so how could you be into him already, right? But then again, it wasn’t like common sense was currently working for him right now as blood pumped straight to his cock. His hand fisted the poor thing tightly as he thought about how pretty your tits must be and how soft they feel, how he wished he could lick your adorable little nipples. How they must taste so sweet like your smile was, how he could just imagine how shy you would be with his mouth on your nipple. But what about your pussy? He didn’t mean to, but when you fell on the sidewalk that day after being pushed around, he did catch a glimpse of your panties.

The thought of your pretty cunt split open on his cock made his hand move faster, rubbing and twisting his wrist at the thought of how your cunt would flutter around, taking as much as it could. Oh, how pretty your voice is, he cannot help but think your moans must be even prettier. He was a disgusting bastard to be doing this, thinking of someone so innocent in a lewd manner, but he can’t help it. You must have loved how cool he looked fighting those assholes for you and must find him just so cool. It should be fine thinking of the pretty pussy you hid away from the public after saving you.. Right? After all, he did protect you and as your savior, it should be fine to want to bury his big cock in your delicate pussy, right?

“Fucking hell.” He grunted and leaned his head back, pulling his hand away before he came so soon already. He just felt so good and the imagination of you spread open for him had him almost milking his cock right there.

Tatsumi’s cock was twitching so much, it was pressed against his lower abdomen and leaking like a faucet which was getting his dark pubes all wet. He was drenched in sweat and panting like a dog in heat, his cock twitching in tune with his heavy breathing as images of your smiling face filled his mind. He was a disgusting bastard, and he knew it, it wasn’t normal to behave like this but something about you was fucking with him. No one has ever mind fucked him like this before, and it was getting addictive.

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

Kaburagi

Your lips were pressed against the side of his neck and left pretty purplish-blue marks along the skin there, leading to the crook of his neck. Kaburagi was humming peacefully as he laid underneath you in the middle of his bed, soft music playing in the background while your lips brushed against his throat. You both were supposed to help him rearrange his manga collection and fix the storm screen of his window as it wasn’t closing but here you both were, lying in his bed while you mark up his neck. It wasn’t exactly meant to be a sexual moment, more of an intimate and loving one but the poor boy couldn’t help the boner that popped up. 

“Aww! ‘Ragi, you got excited?” You asked with a cute little giggle, propping yourself up a little with your hands planted on the mattress on either side of him.

Kaburagi blushed deeply, his cheeks turning red along with the tips of his ears as he turned his head to the side, embarrassed of his sudden arousal. But he couldn’t help it though, being marked up like this was just so intimate and personal that it made him feel all excited. To know you weren’t marking him up to show him off but to just express your love for him, and the poor boy just felt so good to know that you desire and love him.

“S-Shut up..” He muttered shyly.

His eyes never looked away from the wall next to the bed, his hands still holding your waist gently like always as he didn’t want you to pull away anymore. No matter how shy he was right now, he’d never push you away and put distance between you two as he loves having you close to him. And you adored that about him as you just loved clinging to him and being affectionate with your boyfriend as he was just the sweetest. Moments like this proves just how sweet he really was.

“So cute!” You chirped as you put all your weight onto him, making him huff out in embarrassment and try to shift so his boner wasn’t pressed against you but you didn’t let him more too much.

You both haven’t really gotten that far to have sex yet, just slowly building up to it- you were a virgin and he wasn’t in any real rush to have sex but you guys have done some naughty things. And right now, you were wanting to push the limits a little and tease him because why not? He was already hard and you thought he was just so cute with that bashful expression, so you gently pulled your knees into a fold and started to rub your jean clad crotch against his. Making both of you blush and moan soft, your hips rolling and rubbing against his boner carefully as you were still inexperienced which didn’t ruin the flow. 

If anything, he loved it. His hands hold on your waist tighten slightly as he starts to guide your hips, helping you to rub against him. “H-Here.. Let me help you, Y/n..” He mumbled softly, his voice breathy and heavy with lust.

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

Kagami

Oh, Kagami was a brat in every sense and he was proud of it, nothing made him happier than pissing you off. And of course, he decided to push your buttons when you two were out and about in town for the hell of it and his pick for the day was picking a fight. It was your guy's date at one of the nice little okonomiyaki restaurants and the waiter was coming over to refill your drink since you had water but Kagami was not having it. He thought the waiter was smiling too much and being too friendly when he poured your drink, chatting softly with you and eyeing you far too much for his comfort. 

In his defense, he wasn’t meaning to be a brat. He was mainly doing this to prove to you that he was your one and only, no other man was allowed to look and talk to you like he does. So, the waiter was just asking for it when Kagami sent the water jug flying across the room after smacking it out of his hand, soaking the waiter in the process. The man was fuming and glaring at your boyfriend who was just smirking and standing up from his chair, just begging for him to try something but you quickly intervened. Kagami had finally earned himself a punishment for ruining your date and causing issues once again.

That’s how he found himself in the back of his car, his pants down with your lips wrapped around his pretty cock and your free hand rubbing his nutsack. But the problem was, the driver’s window was down and that alone sent his mind into a frenzy. One thing about Kagami was that he was too embarrassed to do anything sexual in a public setting or where anyone can hear as he didn’t want anyone to find out that he was the submissive one. He liked keeping the image of him as a dominant and wild guy, someone that no one could exploit his more submissive side outside you. But you decided he needed a reminder who ran the shots between you two.

“N-No, Y/n!” He whined and tried to push you away for the third time, mumbling about how you should wait until you guys are home but he knew you didn’t want to. And he couldn’t ignore the way his cock twitched more whenever he noticed people walking by.

You giggled softly when you pulled back slightly, letting your eyes make contact with his as the tip of your tongue flicked along the head of his cock. Collect the pearls of precum that bubbled there and allow the salty taste to fill your senses. He was just so cute whenever he was this embarrassed and humiliated, knowing that his girlish noises were slipping through the open window and allowing anyone that walked past to hear them. It was just so cute to see his face heat up and his dyed blonde hair stick to his forehead as he worked himself all up.

“Is that my name? I don’t think it was.” You tsk softly, making a false frown on your lips as you look at him. Reminding him where he stood with you and it wasn’t equals in this moment.

His cheeks heated up more and he tried to turn his head away when he noticed a few of his friends walking up to the restaurant and he knew if he spoke right now, they would hear him. After all, his car was something they recognized, and he didn’t want them to pay too much attention to it and see him in this position. But you didn’t care how embarrassed he was right now as he embarrassed you inside the restaurant and made you apologize to the waiter. So, you pinched his balls which sent a loud whine from him and gained the attention of his friends, making them look over at the car and causing him to blush more.

“M-Mistress!“ He muttered out as his eyes flicked from you to his friends that were pointing to his car and asking each other if they heard that noise. Causing his heart to race in his chest and his cock to twitch once more in your hand, making your smirk.

[pixaho]

Elixirol0gy's Kinktober List

Welcome to...

ELIXIROL0GY'S 2024 KINKTOBER LIST!!

Distracted Sex - Cobra (Hino Junpei)

Roleplay - Noboru

Aftercare - Izaki Shun

Dirty Talk - Furuya

Mutual Masturbation - Narumi Taiga

Stripper - Ranmaru

Biting - Sugihara Makoto

Sharing - Shibaman & Tsuji

Teacher/Student - Takeru Amamiya

Name-Calling - Murayama

Licking - Mercy (Takehiko Mashii)

Lingerie - Bitou Tatsuya

Degradation - Hiromi Kirishima

Masks - Tettsuo

Blow Jobs - Pearl

Bondage - Kizzy

Deepthroat - Urushibara Ryo

Orgasm Denial - Yamato

Somnophilia - P

Face Sitting - Tsukasa Takajo

Hate Fucking - Kumakiri Rikiya

Mirror Sex - Chiharu

Tattoos - Serizawa Tamao

Overstimulation - Bandou Hideto

Size Difference - Hayashida Megumi | Rindaman

Reward - Tatsuhito Ryu

Honeymoon - Tatsukawa Tokio

Being Forced to Beg - Iwatsugi Kazushi | Gandhi

Sex in Public - Takiya Genji

Shower Sex - Koo

Sex Toys - Tsutsumoto Shouji

Some specials; TO NOT BE REVEALED UNTIL AFTER THE KINKTOBER IS DONE!

Colors;

red is Crows Zero

Whereas blue is High and low.

(For those who are asking; "Why isn't AIB on this list?" ... High and low on its own has 76 characters that I included for this.. not to mention the 12 / 13 characters of Crows Zero that I'd actually bother writing smut for so uhm yeah.)

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︵‿୨♡ Ｈｉｇａｎｂａｎａ ♡୧‿︵

Paring: Hyuga Norisha x OC

Genre: Fluff, Romance, Friendship, Action, Tragedy, Slice of Life, Light Mature(mention of blood, fight scenes and swearing) {P.S No Smut}

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Chapter 5 :

The dawn had finally fallen as the festive vibe kicked in. The booth had officially been closed for business after the long day. While Makio was outside, Seira carefully washed her palette and set it aside to dry, then began packing the dryer paintbrushes and other supplies into her bag. It had been a long and eventful day for her. She had met three of the five leaders of SWORD, as well as her cousin Chi and then there was her encounter with Hyuga Norihisa - not the most pleasant interaction, but surprisingly, it didn't leave the worst first impression on Seira. While she found Hyuga to be a bit stubborn, she was taken aback by how quickly he backed off once she made it clear she wasn't going to sell her displayed paintings. This made Seira wonder, perhaps the stories she had heard about Hyuga from Makio, Shin and Kian didn't tell the actual reality. Her first encounter may not have been ideal, but it seemed there could be more to him than met the eye. Maybe there was more to him than the stubbornness and single-mindedness she had been expecting which couldn't help but make her curiosity rise. Deep in her thoughts, Seira was about to put away the palette she had left on the table when suddenly it slipped from her hand. Her hand remained motionless as she watched the palette fall to the floor. Immediately, a piercing ringing sound echoed in her head, causing her to wince in pain and clutch her throbbing temples. Seira tried to close her fingers, but her right hand refused to budge. The shrill, agonizing ringing made her feel dizzy and short of breath as if she might collapse any second. Steadying herself against the table, she reached into her bag with her other hand and managed to pull out her pills and painkillers. After taking them with some water, she leaned against the table, hoping at least the medication would give her some relief.

This was every other day thing for Seira. But now these debilitating headaches and freezing of her hands were becoming more and more frequent. She longed for the days when she could get through a day without needing to rely on the painkillers, but she knew deep down that those days were not coming back. As she was trying to navigate through the chaos of her body, she could hear faint voices of Shin and Kian, from outside, telling Makio they'd be back soon to help close the booth and gather the paintings. She felt utterly helpless, but she knew that there was nothing she could do but wait for the medications to work their way. Once the pain subsided, Seira tried to move her still-numb hand. It was moving but not freely. Finally, when she felt her breath a bit steady, she reached for her bag and zipped it closed, and that's when she locked eyes with her reflection in the mirror. Her eyes looked heavy, her lips cracked and chapped, her complexion pale. She felt utterly exhausted. " I really should eat something or else I might pass out any minute." Seira murmured to herself as she reapplied her red tint to hide her pale lips. Her appetite had dropped significantly compared to before and she knew this was just the start of a terrifying ordeal that lay ahead. Nevertheless, she needed to eat something even if it meant forcing herself. Despite being prepared for what was to come, Seira felt a sense of fear and uncertainty about how long she could hold out until she could fulfil the dream that brought her to S.W.O.R.D. in the first place.

"Today we truly made a huge income here Seira-chan!" Makio exclaimed cheerfully as she emerged through the curtain, interrupting Seira's thoughts as she handed Seira an envelope, her eyes sparkling excitedly. " Did we?" Seira asked sweetly as she looked at Makio, who eagerly nodded. Looking through the envelope, they had made quite a bit. "Of course we did!" Makio gushed. "So many people came to get their portraits done by you today. You've got magic in your hands, and they couldn't resist!" She plopped down in a chair, using a small electric fan to cool herself off. "And you must be completely worn out, right?" Makio said with a soft pout "But don't worry, Shin and Kian have gone to get your favourite udon for you." she spun in the chair like an excited child making Seira chuckle. Looking back on the day, Seira couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and gratitude. After carefully counting the money, Seira divided it, taking out Makio's share and handing it to her. 

Makio looked at the money, utterly confused. "But Seira-chan, what is this for?" Seira chuckled, placing a bundle of cash in Makio's hand. "Makio-chan, this is for you." she said, gently closing Makio's fingers around the money. "You've worked so hard and deserve to be paid fairly." Seira then returned to her bag and pulled out a thick envelope. "And this," she said, walking towards Makio and handing it to her, "is my contribution for the month. Please, use it to help those in need, as you always do." Makio's eyes widened, and her lips quivered. "Seira-chan, don't you need this money? How will you manage your expenses?" To this Seira smiled warmly, patting Makio's cheek affectionately. "My dear, I have more than enough to last me a lifetime. Please use it well for the people who need it the most as you always do." It was true. Seira had earned too much from being the famous anonymous painter for the past six years. She was only eighteen when she started it. Her mentor who was a famous painter got her to display her first-ever gallery which piqued a lot of interest from rich people. They wanted to buy and get more custom-made paintings from her. She had asked her teacher that she had no intention of revealing herself or her details and that she would work taking the stage name Higanbana. And till today she had no plan to tell the world about herself.

Hearing Seira, Makio's eyes were filled with tears, as she got up and lunged forward, wrapping Seira in a tight embrace. "You truly are an angel, Seira-chan!" she cried, her voice thick with emotion. While Makio was embracing Seira she felt her heart drop. Seira was getting thinner by the day. Breaking the hug she held Seira's cheeks and looked at her face with concern. She could see the dark circles and the visible paleness. "You haven't been eating well, have you?" Makio asked sternly, as Seira's nervous expression gave her away. Makio sighed, remembering the effects of Seira's illness that Dr. Leora talked about when Seira had the first fainting scare in front of her. She had asked Dr. Leora about all the treatments, precautions, and effects that would arise in the future. All the effects of the illness were gut-wrenching, and appetite loss was one of them. "Have you been experiencing any other difficulties?" Makio asked, her voice laced with worry. Seira gave Makio a small, reassuring smile and squeezed her hand. "It's bearable, Makio-chan, and you know I'll tell you if it gets worse. I promised, didn't I?" But in her heart, Seira had made a different promise – to face this illness alone, without burdening Makio, Shin, Kian, Chiharu, her brother, or Deamin about it. She had made up her mind that she would go through this all by herself and that leaving this world without being a burden on them was her top priority.

"Where are those two idiots!? How long will it take them!" Makio said angrily as she quickly wiped the tears away, changing the subject because the whole mood was turning gloomy. Seira too shook the tears away as she looked at Makio with a smile thankful that the subject was changed. " Here we are!!" Shin's cheerful voice comes in holding two bowls of Seira's favourite udon as Kian comes from behind holding the other two bags of food and smiling. The two quickly set the bowls on the table as Kian went out to bring two more chairs and placed them near the table. Once settled down the four of them started to eat. Seria took a small bite of it. It tasted bland for her. Lately, she had been losing her taste buds which was making her disheartened because she truly loved them. She knew very well she had to force herself to eat them even if she might have multiple puking episodes later. Shin, Kian and Makio looked at Seira who was now swirling her chopsticks through the udon but not eating them absently. The three exchanged looks as Kian nodded. "Neh-san I heard you sold out well today! How did it feel to paint for crowd work after a long time? Will you continue doing this in future?" Kian asked with curiosity as the other two looked at Seira waiting for her answer. " It felt good Kian-chan. I haven't done crowd work since I came back from New York. I will paint but I won't sell them, not anymore. Today was the last time." Seira said with a smile that conveyed many emotions. "Eat up quickly the fireworks are about to begin." Shin said trying to change the subject as they all started slurping quickly while Seira tried force-feeding herself. "Ah, I almost forgot to tell you Seira-chan. Today I got a call from Yui who's overlooking the project of renovation of Kausmi House in Tourou City. She said the renovation has been completed and the new pieces of furniture have been set. The kids and the staff members who were staying in your family mansion will move in tomorrow morning. Also, Rao called up saying your phone was unreachable. He said that he wanted to talk to you." Makio chimed in slurping up the noodles quickly. " Give him my landline number. I accidentally dropped it from my balcony when I was talking to my brother this morning. It's destroyed." Seira said with a sheepish smile making Makio's jaw drops. " Seira-chan that phone had real diamonds embedded on its back! How did this happen!!!!" Makio yelped and choked on the food as Shin gave her water hurriedly and tapped on her back once she was done drinking water. " Hahaha yes, that's the one I broke. I am thinking of going to buy one from Shannon tomorrow evening." Seira said sheepishly as she ate her udon. " I'll accompany you Neh-san." Kian said giving her a cute smile his mouth full of food making Seira laugh at his cuteness as she patted his head nodding.

" Say Neh-san, you are not wearing the broach you always wear?" Shin asked after he was done drinking water. Seira's eyes went wide as she looked down at her kimono jacket - the brooch was gone! " I did wear it! Where could it go!" Seira quickly stood up and started searching for it frantically. That brooch meant so much to her. After all, her brother-in-law Deamin had given it to her as a birthday gift last year. "I am sure it must be here. We'll find it don't stress yourself Seira-chan." Makio said as they all joined the search. But Seira was panicking, and she could feel it physically - her breathing was laboured, and her hands were trembling as she rummaged through her bag. She had been forgetting things lately, but never this bad where she wouldn't remember at all. That brooch was something she never went without wearing since Deamin gave it to her. She would wear it every day without missing a heartbeat. Seeing how distressed she was, Shin reached out and gently guided Seira to sit down. Crouching in front of her, he looked her in the eyes"Neh-san, listen to me. We will definitely find that broach for you. I promise. So just take some deep breaths with me, okay? Breathe in...and out..." he said soothingly, placing his firm hands on her knees to reassure her as Seira tears didn't slow down. Kian and Makio who were looking for it outside came in to see Seira in cold sweats and heavily breathing, making the two extremely worried for her. " Neh-san it's not outside. But don't worry once the fireworks are over we will go to the Lost and Found booth. I am sure we will find there." Kian said crouching down holding Seira's other hand running soothing circles as Makio pulled the tissues out and gently patted Seira's tears away.

Seira's eyes were a little swollen and her nose was a tad red. She had calmed down, but she still felt heartbroken. The heartbreak was still weighing heavily on her. All four of them had gathered to see where the fireworks would go off. They all decided to stand under the tree far from the crowd since Seira had just gotten a bit steady after the panic attack. To cheer up Seria, Shin had bought her favourite cotton candy in the shape of a funny-looking duck. When Seria saw the cotton candy, she couldn't help but snort smiling while she was almost calmed down. As the countdown to the fireworks began, the crowd around them grew more and more excited. And soon, the night sky erupted in a dazzling display of colourful fireworks. Shin, Kian and Makio stood together at the back, awestruck by the beautiful scene above them. But Seira, standing between them, gazed up with a mixture of melancholy and wistfulness. The thought of saying goodbye to her loved ones was already weighing her heart now the worry of losing her precious broach had added up.

Underneath the sky that was painted with red fireworks now in different parts of the crowd were members of SWORD who were looking at the fireworks with their cherished ones. Seira pulled out her camera and captured the moment - young families, affectionate couples, groups of friends. The transience of nature and the fleeting beauty of a life filled with hope, unity, and resilience were visibly overflowing throughout the crowd. Seira felt a bittersweet sense of satisfaction with the life she had lived so far, which had melancholic feelings running through it. Turning to glance at Makio, Shin and Kian, Seira couldn't help but smile softly, her heart filled with affection for them as she clicked their candid pictures. Their goofy excitement at the fireworks display drew a laugh from Seira, which in turn caught their attention. Kian took Seira's camera as he clicked their group pictures and Seira's solo pictures. Despite Seira's best efforts to conceal her sadness, they could still feel it. But they knew just like how Seira was trying to keep it hidden from them they had to do the same and replace it with happy memories so that when the days of uncertainty that lay ahead of them arrived, they could lean on these memories.

The fireworks had faded into the night sky, leaving a bittersweet feeling in Seira's heart. Seira along with Makio, Shin and Kian had gone to the Lost&Found Booth but her cherished ruby broach wasn't there. The staff there had taken down her contact details and the photo of the brooch, promising to reach out if it was found. Makio had to leave early as she had to go to Kaumi's House tomorrow so she bid her farewell to the three and told Seira not to worry and that her broach will be found. Seira told Shin and Kian that she wanted to stay behind for some time and told them to go back home. The two after continuously making sure that Seira was okay with being left alone went back taking all her display paintings with them. Seira had a glum look on her face as she strolled around aimlessly. That's when a small girl bumped into her falling on her feet. "Oh my! Kiddo are you okay?" Seira asked as she helped the little girl up. The girl's knees were scraped, and her eyes welled with tears. "Neh-san! Help me!" she signed frantically, gripping Seira's kimono sleeve with desperation. Seira, who was fluent in sign language due to her mother's hearing disability, worriedly held the child's hands, bending down on one knee. With a gentle touch, she carefully brushed the sweat-dampened hair from the girl's forehead, her own heart aching at the sight of the child's distress.

Before the Seira could sign anything further, numerous footsteps were heard coming from behind them. Seira looked up to find around five men in black suits and white full-face masks holding metal pipes and baseball bats with nails engraved in their hands. Seira immediately stood up as the little girl hid behind Seira, eyes closed while her shaky hands held the kimono jacket tightly. "Give us the kid quickly!" one of the thugs roared pointing the sharp knife trying to imitate Seira who couldn't help but scoff as she turned around slowly, meeting the terrified eyes of the little girl hiding behind her. Bending a little at the little girl's level "Kiddo," she signed gently, bending a little to meet her in the eyes. "Stand by the tree and keep an eye on my bag for me. Can you do that for this Neh-san?" A sweet smile broke through the tension, and though the little girl couldn't help but tremble in fear, she nodded, her faith in Seira shining through her tears. "You're brave, sweetheart." Seira whispered, her heart aching while giving her a reassuring soft smile. Giving the little girl's shoulder a reassuring squeeze, she wiped the little girl's tears away as the little girl quickly went by the tree nearby where Seira's bag was kept. Seira's gaze shifted to the night sky which was dark and twinkling with millions of stars, as the chaos in front of her was brewing. She began stretching her arms and waist, centring herself as she felt the adrenaline rise within her. " You are messing with the wrong people, young lady! So, I suggest you back off and give us the kid!" the bulky man said swinging the nailed baseball bat once with a threatening tone. A sudden breeze tousled her loose strands of hair, and as she opened her eyes, a fierce smirk crept across her face. Her gaze was icy cold, and the bloodthirst was evident on her face making the thugs in front of her feel the goosebumps rise. She might have been outnumbered but things were about to go down that was for sure, and this was somehow waking up the thrill she had been missing for a long time. With a dramatic flair, she dropped into a fighting stance, ready to unleash everything she had even if she knew that this would take a huge toll on her health. She was ready to risk it. 

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{A.N: Chapter 5 is finally out!! I am soooo sorry for such a delay in uploading this chapter! >~< I hope you all enjoyed reading it! As for the schedule of uploading chapters will remain unprecedented until further notice. But I assure you that I haven’t dropped this fanfiction. Please support this fanfiction a lot! Notes, Comments and Reblogs are appreciated! I'll see you in the next chapter. Until then stay healthy and happy!}

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[morallymurdered]

Crows Zero dj - Borderless 1

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Rule The World

[itagakimizuki]

OGURI SHUN as Takiya Genji CROWS ZERO 2 (2009) dir. Miike Takashi

[neonstift2]

Megumi and Bandou

idk they cute together

[ficsandfics]

Gifts

Serizawa Tamao X Reader

Serizawa looks up at the sky

It was clear blue with clouds lazily going across it. Basically, it was one of those days when he wanted to take you out and hold your hands as you looked around the shops and ate food together.

But alas, he did not have the means to do so.

He always believed that being poor made him stronger and that it wasn't something that he should be embarrassed about. After all, it wasn't like he was the one who chose to be given that life.

But there are days when he wishes he does have money. Where he can buy the things he needs and eat what he wants without having to worry about it. Where he can just spoil you with everything you want.

Because shit he was absolutely, madly in love with you that he just can't help that want to give you everything you deserve even when you never ask for anything.

You, who was always so patient with him. You who waited for him to accept your feelings, you who always reminded him to be safe in fights, you who always cleaned him up after it. You who never fail to make him feel so so loved.

He sighs before taking a drag from his cigarette. Watching as the puff of smoke floats by him, he racks his brain for possible gifts.

Just then he spots them. Wildflowers growing by the riverbank. They weren't big nor grandiose and weren't as colorful as a bouquet of flowers. But he hopes (He knows) you would like them.

So he walks over to it, kneeling before gingerly picking them from the ground and holding them with care. He stares at the flowers and smiles.

He hopes you know he picked them with the thought of you.

[lots-of-sun]

A/n: Somehow I always end up writing about people walking LOL. Also a lot of my fic titles come from song lyrics!

Tamao Serizawa x Fem!Reader

SO KISS ME

Working at a bookstore always had its interesting experiences, especially when I'm usually the only person on shift everyday. Despite still being in high school, I was always rostered on, I guess being in senior year was bound to have it's downsides. The boss was always so picky about who worked here, not that it really mattered as long as you were competent. But over the two years I'd been employed here, I seem to be the only one who stuck. Not that my boss was ever mean or harsh, just didn't accept lazy or disrespectful staff. That's how I always ended up on the same schedule every week. Not that I minded, consistency was oddly relaxing, not having to worry about what to do next, always knowing.

The shop is small, yet packed with book shelves and a single table seating area right at the front of the main floor, across from the counter. I'd always loved the vintage and cozy vibe this building had, tucked away on a back street, like a little treasure that you'd only be able to find if you looked hard enough or stumbled across by accident.

One thing that kept me around this job for so long, was the people. With every face that stepped through that entrance came a new story, a new corner of the world I'd never learned about, a new adventure. The odd sense of home I got from the regulars who frequented for the newest reads or even the classics, always put a smile on my face. Though there was someone who stopped by often, despite never buying anything.

Tamao Serizawa had slipped into my life fairly nonchalantly, so much so that I don't entirely remember ever meeting him in the first place. Though I do recall the first time I'd seen him, walking past the open doors of the bookstore about a year and a half ago. He'd been surrounded by his group of friends, laughing along with them. He hadn't noticed me back then, but that changed a few months later.

I had easily forgotten about seeing him, I saw almost a hundred faces a day, even if it was just from people watching when the store was dead. It was a Monday afternoon when he'd entered the shop with his usual gang, I'd been adding pricing labels to newly arrived books from behind the counter near the door. They all wore classic school boy uniforms, yet they all seemed to be tweaked differently, defining them to being individual. They'd piled in near the entrance and brushed off my offer for assistance, though a pair of eyes seemed to linger on me. Even after they had looked around and left without purchasing anything, I couldn't shake the feeling of having someone watching me. Though I tried to brush it off as nonchalantly as I could.

That was until they began to come in more frequently, sometimes it was the whole group and other times it was only two or three of them but Tamao was always amongst them. Soon, they'd started spending most afternoons in the small seating area near the front of the store, never reading but always talking, plotting things I'd only eavesdropped on when I got bored. It became apparent to me pretty quickly that they were a part of one of the neighboring gang schools, though I didn't judge, there was no point, not when I didn't know them. After their first few rendezvous, they began including me in conversations, some were incredibly trivial, the kind of chats you'd have with friends. And others were serious, asking for advice and even if I didn't know how to answer, I tried my best.

On most weekends, Serizawa came in alone. Browsing the visual novel section, making small talk and asking for recommendations. He was always more engaged and at ease when he was alone, like he had more time to think without someone talking in his ear all the time. It's something I found comfort in, getting to see two separate sides to the same person. I wonder if he was like this with his friends, if he was actually always this calm and I just overlooked it when he was surrounded by others. But I definitely grew attracted to this side of him and eventually began to watch him more often, even if it was brief glances in his direction.

Today was no different than any other, heading straight to work after my final class of the day, changing out of my uniform in the stores bathroom and relieving my co-worker from their shift. I head out to the main floor and take a seat on the wooden stool behind the counter. My eyes scan the open notebook that sits next to the cash register, going over the list of responsibilities I have to complete before closing the store for the night.

Then the entrance bell rings and I don't even need to look up to know who it is, I'd heard them before they even made it to the door. The familiar sound of chatter and heavy shoes against the hardwood floors makes me smile. I raise my head to see exactly the people I'd expected.

"Hey guys, finally decide to indulge yourselves in literature?" I joke, knowing the answer is a resounding no. I take in all of their appearances, looking how they always do, save for a few extra bruises. My eyes linger on Serizawa for a split second, his gaze already fixed on me by the time I look towards him.

"Not today, but maybe one of these days" Tokio speaks up first, over the chorus of greetings I received.

"I could use a good book" Tokaji mumbles, already heading over to the seating area with Tsutsumoto.

"Serizawa's definitely trying to indulge in something else" The Mikami brothers whisper to each other, snickering at their own teasing words. They earn a slap on the back of the head by the man himself, the same hand retracting to run through his short hair.

"Don't mind them, monkeys haven't had their banana today" Serizawa's voice is thick as he lunges towards the brothers who scurry away to join everyone else at the table. He turns back to me, giving a small smile. "Yellow suits you" He adds softly, referring to the crew neck sweater I wore, before turning to join the others.

I smile at his words, feeling my heart leap in my chest. My eyes follow him to where he sits, it's kind of odd seeing him so outwardly different when he is around his friends, knowing there's a whole other side to him. I need to stop staring before any of them notice, even worse if it's Tamao himself. I busy myself with the duties of the checklist that's been taunting me since I sat down, but don't miss the feeling of someone watching me.

I hadn't even noticed how late it had gotten until I come out from the back room and it's getting dark outside. Tamao and his gang had left not too long ago, having said their goodbyes before disappearing down the street, while I continued to pack up for the night.

I let out a sigh of relief, happy to be finally heading home. I double check that I've locked the doors properly before turning to start my walk home, maybe I'll catch a taxi instead, I'm tired tonight. But as I turn to my left, there he is. Tamao Serizawa, standing under a yellowed street lamp with a half finished cigarette hanging from his lips, which he exhales the smoke through his nose. He's facing me, watching me like he usually does. Except this isn't usual, he's never here when I close the store, not that I've noticed at least. But overall, he seems to have been waiting for me. He flicks the cigarette to the pavement and puts it out with his foot, clearing his throat as he takes a few slow steps towards me.

"Serizawa? Is everything okay?" I ask, a slight concern filling my voice. Blame it on the overthinking, but I jump to the conclusion he might need support, whether it be emotionally or physically. Though as he lets out a calm chuckle, I think he might want something else.

"I hope so" He responds shortly, a smirk ghosting his lips as he stops when he's close enough to talk more gently. "Sorry to make you worry, I just thought I could walk you home." He clears his throat, "It can get... lonely"

I sort of blink at him as I purse my lips, trying to hold back a smile at his reasoning. It was clearly an excuse but I let it slide, barely. I notice the way the corner of his lips quirk up and his eyes squint, obviously being aware of how blatant his defense is. Now we're both standing here, staring at each other in the dim light of the side walk, clearly trying not to laugh. He tries to break his expression but ends up falling into a deeper grin.

"Yep" I squeak out, closing my eyes as my voice cracks with a rising laugh. "It can, how thoughtful of y... you" My slight pause comes from the lurch of my body as I try my hardest not to laugh at the expression he's making, he looks like he's trying to hold in a sneeze and I probably don't look much different.

We both let out a small snicker at each other, which devolves into a chuckle and a laugh. It feels like I'm melting into this moment and the implications of why he'd want to walk me home has my heart racing. We try to compose ourselves, a small giggle here and there. He looks down at his shoes before back up, seemingly regained his previous demeanor, despite the curl of a smile on his lips.

"Let's go, it's late as is" He tries to be serious and I let him, let him be who he wants to be. I nod in agreement with him and as I begin to walk, he follows.

It's not long before we're in my neighborhood, I'd always lived close to where I worked, not wanting to have to take the packed trains everyday. We'd walked in near silence the whole way here. It didn't bother me though, if anything it was sort of endearing, not feeling like I have to talk all the time. Serizawa is the first to break the silence as we near my house.

"I don't want to mess this up" His voice is vulnerable, it almost shocks me into freezing but I match his slowing steps and look towards him. I open my mouth to speak, ask if somethings going on but he cuts me off before I can.

"You mean a lot to me, more than I thought you would. You were always beautiful to me and I couldn't stop myself from coming back to you, even when I wasn't sure. But now I am sure, I know how I feel and I don't want you to slip away without ever telling you." His voice is the calm, soft tone it always was when we were alone together and my heart leaps to my throat at the realization of what he's trying to say.

"Serizawa, are y-"

"I like you a lot and if you are willing, I'd love to take you out" He speaks again before I can finish my sentence. He seems so assured in what he's saying. A smile is now growing on my lips as I go to respond, to tell him I'd love to.

"Tama-" And once again, before I can say any more he interrupts, this time sounding slightly more nervous and he holds an unreadable expression. He brings his hand up to run his fingers through his hair.

"I understand if you don't feel the same way but I needed to at least tell you, I wouldn't be able to let you go if I didn't say anything" He concludes sincerely and this time he finally looks towards me. I can't help but grin and the heat that's rushes to my cheeks tells me I'm blushing. He looks unsure, like he thinks I might just start laughing at him.

"You know what I love about you?" I start, a small laugh escaping my lips. "How you let me finish my sentences" It's like a weight has been lifted off his shoulders as he mirrors my smile, giving a small chuckle. It's my turn to cut him off as he opens his mouth to say something.

"And, I love when you come around and the way you run your hand through your hair when you're nervous" My grin widens as he looks away slightly, seemingly surprised I'd noticed his anxious habit. I place my hand on his arm softly, "And I'd love to go out with you"

His smile widens and his expression is something I've never seen him have before, it's a mixture of relief and adoration. The way his eyes are trained on mine in the soft glow of the street lamps, it has my heart pounding. I let myself relax, relieved that my feelings weren't one sided.

"Then it's settled, let's date?" He asks, sounding like he's double checking that's what I really meant.

I can't help but grin wider, shaking my head softly in disbelief. Pushing the gate to my house and holding it open with my body, I face out into the street to look at him, I nod reassuring.

"Yeah, let's date, unless you've already changed your mind" I tease him softly and I watch as he rolls his eyes sarcastically. It feels odd how easily we seems to fit in with each other, feeling closer and more confident.

"I could kiss you right now" He says those words like it's the most natural thing to say in this moment and maybe it is, but I still feel my face burn in a deeper blush. He lets out a chuckle and stuffs his hands in his pockets, preparing to leave. But I don't want him to go, not yet at least.

"Then do it" I take a step closer to him, hearing the gate squeak softly as it moves with me.

He looks up towards me now that I'm standing on the small step that leads to the gate, his eyes shine with something I can't quite recognize. He takes a step forwards as well and I lean down slightly so I can reach his face. One of his hands withdraws from his pocket, raising to rest on the curve of my waist and my hand moves to cradle his jaw. Our lips connect in a soft but quick kiss, one that leaves me wanting more. His lips are cold but inviting and I don't want this to end. As I pull back gently, I feel his hand leave my side and mine retracts back to tuck under the warmth of my crew neck.

"Goodnight, Tamao" I whisper, leaning in to press a chaste kiss to his cheek.

I enter the front area of my house and begin to close the gate as he steps out of view behind the solid fence of my property, not before hearing a small 'night' come from him. As I approach my front door, the hum of a tv playing fills my ears. Though as I step up on the front step that leads to the threshold of the building, I turn back to look over the top of the fence, watching the back of Tamao's body get further and further away.

"Yes!" It's soft but I still hear it and watch as Serizawa pumps his fist in the air like he's won a great victory. The sight makes me cover my mouth to hold in a small laugh. I finally look away and I find myself still grinning. I don't want the way my heart lurches for him to stop and something tells me it won't ever, something tells me he'll keep my heart safe.

[v2ix]

YAAASSSS my mids are finally over :D (after 3 weeks of suffering)

Even tho the finales are a month away from now but at least rn I get to breath and make some crowsxworst templates >o<

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Chill…. It’s only chaos!!!