#fujita x reader

[war-dawrgz]

kosei fujita x zack sabre jr x chris brookes x ftm!reader | gone with the sin

minors dni [16+]

word count| 3,345

warnings| Consensual Non-Consent, Gun Play, Knife Play, Bondage, Unprotected Sex, Breeding Kink, Size Kink, Vaginal Sex, Anal Sex, Crying, Begging, Feminine Terms Used (Pussy, Cunt)

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

You smooth out your dress in the uber, Fujita is sitting next to you obviously nervous. You put your hand on his thigh and kiss his cheek, 

“It’s okay Fooj. It’s gonna go exactly how we talked about it and if you need to you remember our safeword right?” Kosei nods. “And what is it?”

“Bubblegum.” 

“Good boy, Fooj.” He blushes lightly as you kiss his cheek again. The uber stops in front of the restaurant you had picked out and Kosei gets out first before helping you out of the car. He shuts the car door and leads you inside the restaurant, he tells the host the name that the reservation is under and you take a minute to look around the restaurant, you spot Zack and Chris sitting in the back of the restaurant, eyes already set on you two. You shake your head and bring your focus back to Kosei, who leads you to the table towards the back of the restaurant. Kosei holds your chair out for you and you thank him before sitting down, he pushes you in before getting in his own chair. 

-

Your date with Kosei goes off without a hitch, you are walking hand in hand with him when someone comes up behind you, pressing a gun against your temple and the other person holds a gun to Kosei’s spine.

“You two look awfully lonely. Why don’t we keep you both some company?” You shudder at the familiar voice of  Zack. Chris grabs your arm and hides his gun in his jacket but presses it against your back. You glance at Kosei who has fear written across his face and he isn’t the only one. Chris leans down and growls at you and Kosei,

“Use those pretty little legs of yours and walk.” Out of fake fear you follow his directions, letting him lead you towards his place. You and Kosei stay quiet, not wanting to draw any unwanted attention to your group. It doesn’t take long for you to be forced into Chris’s flat, Kosei and Zack not far behind you. You finally face the two men who had taken you, tears building in your eyes. 

“What are you going to do to us? Please don’t hurt us.” Kosei glances between you and Chris and Zack, unsure of how to continue. “I’ll do anything if you don’t hurt my boyfriend. Please.” Kosei notices how hard Chris is in his pants and he finally faces Zack, who still has the gun pointed at Kosei. 

“Please don’t hurt me, I’ll do anything.” You reach out your hand and gently squeeze Kosei’s hand. Zack steps towards you two, he grabs Kosei’s face and growls out.

“I’m not gonna hurt you baby, I’m just gonna have some fun with you.” Kosei freezes next to you and you squeeze his hand again, tears start to stream down his face.

“W-Wait I didn’t mean that.” 

“Don’t worry sweet boy.” Zack coos at him, “We’re not going there for a little bit. Isn’t that right, Chris?” Chris nods in agreement,

"You two look so pretty together, why not entertain us before we have our fun?” You gulp and glance at Kosei, both of you shaking your heads. Zack and Chris step toward you both, both of them putting the guns under your jaws, pressing them into your skin hard. “Oh pretty boys, you don’t have a choice. Now strip.” 

They step away from you, Kosei looks at you with wide eyes and you nod, there is no other way to get out of this then follow their orders. You carefully strip from your dress and kick off your heels, Chris takes a step toward you, pressing the barrel of the gun against your sides and dragging it down the curves of your body.

“Such a pretty body that you’ve been hiding from us. Can’t wait to get my hands on you.” You look to your left to see Zack jerking Kosei while Kosei sobs loudly, telling him to stop. Chris forces you to look away from them and forces you to the ground, he forces your legs apart and quickly ties your hands to your feet, you struggle as best you can but he cocks the gun and presses it against the back of your head. You whimper and go limp, letting Chris do whatever he wants to you. You can’t see what is happening but suddenly someone is behind you, their cock is forced into your pussy and you moan out. Kosei whispers out to you, 

“‘M so sorry.” Zack and Chris work quickly together to tie you and Kosei together. They step back to admire their work and Kosei shakes his head. 

“I won’t do it.” Zack cocks his gun and points it at Kosei, Kosei just shakes his head. 

“Since you don’t care about your own life, maybe you care about your boyfriend’s.” Zack says as he points the gun at you. You whimper loudly and Kosei immediately gives in. 

“F-fine.. Just don’t hurt him.” Zack chuckles and nods, uncocking his gun and waving it to silently tell Kosei to get on with it. Kosei hesitantly puts his hands on your hips and starts thrusting into you. Tears stream down your face as you try not to moan, 

“Please don’t do this to us. We’ve done nothing wrong, we’re innocent people.” 

“Barely fucking innocent.” Zack chuckles, “I can hear how wet your pussy is from here, sweet boy.” His words make you clench around Kosei’s cock, pulling him deeper in your cunt. “The two of you like this, your ‘innocent’ boyfriend got hard as I whispered to him that I was going to force him to fuck you. He got hard knowing two men with guns are going to force you two to become our sluts, isn’t that right pretty boy?” 

“N-No it’s not like that. I-I got hard cause he was touching me.” 

“Oh? You only got hard cause the man that is threatening you was touching your pathetic little dick, is that right?” Kosei lets out a loud sob and shakes his head, he leans down kissing your shoulder. 

“I’m so sorry, my love.” He whispers in your ear and you shudder. You hear the click of a camera and turn to look at Zack and Chris, Chris has a camera in his hand and a wide smirk on his face. 

“D-Don’t.” 

“You don’t want pictures taken love? We’re just commemorating your cute little date.” 

“It’s not-” 

“What, it's not a cute date between you and your boyfriend?” 

“Not anymore thanks to you two bastards.” 

“Oh look at that, the sweet little angel knows some bad words.” Zack cackles, “Maybe we should wash your mouth out, love?”

“I-I didn’t mean it, I’m sorry.” You sob out. You are clawing at your feet, trying to ground yourself through the pleasure that Kosei is bringing you, the pleasure that Zack and Chris are bringing you. Your cunt clenches around Kosei’s cock hard, your mouth falls open with a loud moan and you cum hard. 

“Look at that angel, you came. It’s just like you and your boyfriend are making love.” 

“N-no it’s not.” You mutter out and Chris and Zack cackle while Chris takes more photos of the two of you. Your orgasm sets Kosei closer to the edge, you can feel his cock throbbing inside of you, how his thrusts become sloppier. “Please untie us. Please.”

“Why should we, angel?” 

“I don’t want him to knock me up. We’re not ready for a kid.” You cry. Chris laughs and kneels down next to you, ruffling your hair. 

“If pretty boy doesn’t knock you up. I sure will, baby.” You can’t help but break a little and smile at Chris, the thought of him knocking you up is just too sweet. But you quickly get back into the scene, crying and begging the two men. 

“Please please please please please.” Meanwhile Kosei is humping you like a mutt in rut while whispering out soft apologies. Your cunt clenches around his cock again and he cums hard, filling you up with his seed. You let out a loud sob, “No, no, no. This can’t be happening. I don’t want to get pregnant.” 

Zack and Chris force Kosei to stop moving inside of you and cut the ropes binding you together. Kosei is pulled away from you and you whimper as you cunt clenches around nothing, searching for something to fill it again. You both let out a sigh of relief thinking that it’s over but Zack chuckles as Chris smacks your ass, watching as Kosei’s cum spills from your cunt. 

“Don’t think we’re stopping just because you came. Now it’s our turn to have our fun with you.” Zack growls as he pulls Kosei toward, you can hear a loud whimper and try to turn to see what happened but your view is obstructed by Chris. Zack forces Kosei to the floor, keeping the gun pointed at him so he knows to follow Zack’s directions. Zack unzips his pants and spits on Kosei’s hole, rubbing his cock between Koser’s ass cheeks. Kosei whimpers,

“Please don’t do this. I… I’m still a virgin. I want my first time to be special. Please.” Zack cackles maniacally as he guides his cock into Kosei’s hole.

“Oh it’s going to be special pretty boy, I promise you that.” All Kosei can do is whimper and cry as Zack forces all of his cock into Kosei’s hole. Your attention is taken away from Zack and Kosei as Chris presses the barrel of the gun against your head and slips two of his fingers into your pussy. He moves his finger oh so slowly and you are half-tempted to beg him to go faster. 

“Oh you’re so wet pretty boy. Perfect for my fat cock. Gonna take me so good pretty boy.” You whimper and shake your head, hating that your pussy clenches around his fingers and his words. “Such a naughty fucking boy, getting wet when he has a gun pointed to his head.”

“It’s not like that, I don’t like this.” You stutter out, your cheeks bright red. Chris chuckles darkly, he pulls his fingers out of you and easily picks you and places you on the bed, still hogtied in doggy. 

“Then why are you fucking dripping?” He laughs as he takes a picture of you like this. “Oh sweet boy, if you're worried about taking my cock, I can prep you.” You let out a sigh of relief, thinking he is going to go back to fingering you but your worst fears are met when you feel the cold metal of the barrel of his gun sliding into your pussy. Your body shakes with sobs as you cry out for him not to hurt you. Kosei can’t keep his eyes off of you, he is completely entranced by the scene in front of him. Zack notices and cackles before picking up his own gun and shoving it against Kosei’s lips,

“Why don’t we shut you up, huh? Open wide.” And all Kosei can do is whimper and accept the gun, sucking on it like a dick as Zack roughly fucks him. You try and look back at Chris, begging him.

“Please I can take your cock, just don’t put the gun in me.”

“You don’t wanna take the gun? Maybe I should just blow your fucking brains out right now?” You whimper loudly, gulping down fear as it becomes hard to breathe. You manage to catch your breath and beg at Chris.

“No, wait. I’m sorry. Please, I'll do anything, please.” 

“Then take the gun like the good bitch I know you are.” You nod, biting down on your bottom lip to stifle your noises of pleasure as Chris forces the gun deeper into you. He is staring straight at your pussy, watching it as clenches around the barrel of his gun. “You’re pathetic. Dripping wet, I can see your pussy clenching down on my gun. You better fucking cum on it or I’m going to have to shoot this pretty little head of yours.”

You try not to let his words affect you, to not let them go to your pussy. But the head of the gun is abusing your g-spot and his words are just oh so hot. Your mouth falls open with a loud scream as you squirt around the gun. Your cheeks are painted bright red with a blush as you realize what you have done as you come down from your second orgasm of the night. Chris cackles maniacally as he pulls the gun from your pussy, watching as you try to chase after it, wanting the pleasure to continue. 

“Oh you don’t like my gun?” Chris mocks your words from earlier and you nod, “Yet you just squirted on it like a fucking slut.” 

“‘M not a slut.”

“Yea yea. Who’s the one that just came with a gun in their pussy? You did, love.” 

“I didn’t mean to.” You cry out, the tears that had started to dry are only added to as tears drip down your cheeks. Chris flips you over and throws the gun to the side and pulls a switchblade from his pocket. You gulp and don’t dare look at Chris but he grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him. He pulls a switchblade from his pocket and flicks it open. You look up at him with fear and watch as he strips with one hand, pointing the knife at you. 

“Gonna breed this little pussy. Gonna really make you mine.” You whimper loudly, trying not to buck your hips with his words. He pushes his cock into your pussy and you moan loudly, the stretch of his fat cock is almost too much for you and you almost cum again. You can’t help but break character, thrashing against the ropes to try and touch Chris, softly begging him to breed you. Tears of pleasure start streaming down your face as Chris starts to thrust into you. And Chris can tell that you have broken, that your tears aren’t of fear but of pleasure. 

“Chris, please I need it.” You beg softly as not to disturb the scene for Zack and Kosei. Chris immediately cuts your binds so you can hold him, he puts the knife to the side for now, just far enough away that you wouldn’t hurt yourself accidentally. “Breed me please, Chris. Please.” 

“Don’t worry baby, I will. I’m gonna put a baby in you tonight, I promise.” He responds just as softly and kisses your forehead. You cling to him, nails clawing at his back. As much as you want to focus on the scene, to make Kosei’s first time good, now that Chris is on top of you that's all you can think about. You can only think about how he is enveloping you, about how big his hands are on your waist, about how you are solely his. 

“Please please please Chris. I need you to cum in me.” He nods, kissing you with such love. A shrill moan pulls your attention away from Chris, you turn to see Zack balls deep in Kosei, who is crying and shaking with pleasure. Kosei looks up at you with such an innocent look in his eyes and your heart melts a little bit. You can see the drool puddle under Kosei’s mouth from how he’s been sucking on Zack’s gun. You moan at the scene in front of you, Zack is ruining your best friend and god it is the hottest thing you have ever seen. Suddenly there is a soft hand on your chin and turning your head back to Chris.

“Baby, look at me now, okay? Look at me.” Chris begs you, your pussy clenches around his cock. He rarely begged and when he did, you instantly became a mess. You arch into his chest, clawing at his back even more. 

“Fuck I need your baby.” 

“You’re gonna get it, love. I’m gonna fucking knock you up, I swear.” Chris’s voice is so soft, so loving. It makes your heart flutter and you hold Chris even tighter. “You’re gonna be so pretty with my baby.” His cock hits your g-spot head on and you let out a lewd moan. “You take me so well baby boy. You’re gonna make such a good daddy.” 

Chris rests his forehead on yours and looks at you with such love in his eyes which you return. You lean up and kiss his lips softly. The constant abuse to your g-spot has you close to another orgasm in minutes. You whine at him, telling him that you are close and he tightens his hold on your hips. His thrusts quicken as you cunt clenches around his cock. Soft plea’s stumble from your lips, sounding like a soft prayer.

“Gonna make your little belly swell with my baby.” Chris rubs your stomach lovingly as he speaks. Your mouth falls open with a loud moan as you cum around your lover’s cock. His cock pulses inside of you and you look him deep in the eyes, panting through your orgasm. 

"Put your kid in me, Chris. I need you to get me pregnant.” Chris moans at your words. His thrust get sloppy but you can tell that he is fucking you with the intent of breeding you. He continues rubbing your stomach, telling you that you are going to be such a good dad.

“There we go baby, watch as I put a baby in your stomach.” He groans out as rope after rope of cum spills into you. You whine at the feeling, sure Chris had bred you before but this is something different, this is something special. Tears start rolling down your cheeks, these aren’t out of fear or pleasure, these are happy tears. You are clinging to Chris, softly crying, putting your hand on top of his on your stomach. 

“Thank you baby. Thank you so much.” He looks up at you and wipes your tears away, softly kissing each of your cheeks. 

“No need to cry my love.” His voice is full of worry.

“No no, they’re happy tears. So so happy.” You kiss him, a wide smile playing on your lips. “You may have just put a little Brookes in me.” 

“I hope I did.” 

“We can keep trying until the test comes up positive.” You giggle out. Chris gives a few hard thrusts, fucking his cum deep into you, making sure it breaches your womb. Chris is looking at you with pure love and you are looking at him the same way. You cup his cheeks and pull him into a loving kiss, “Thank you my love. So so much.” 

“You’re welcome baby.” You and Chris are so caught up in your own world that you don’t notice that Zack and Kosei have finished their scene and are cuddling as they look at you. Kosei is completely entranced with the way that you and Chris are looking at each other, the way you act together, the love that you have for each other. Chris pulls out of you and rests his head on your chest while he rubs your stomach lovingly.  “I can’t wait to start a family with you. This time it took.” 

“You think so?” You ask excitedly.

“I hope so, sweet boy.” Chris smiles up at you. Kosei smiles at the two of you and quickly pulls Zack in for a soft kiss. Zack pulls Kosei closer, his lips ghosting over his lover’s. 

“What was that for, baby boy?” Zack asks softly as not to disturb you and Chris. 

“I love you.” Kosei smiles at the older man. Zack pecks his lips, whispering out an ‘I love you’ back. You call Zack and Kosei over to the bed, it would be big enough for all four of you to sleep on for one night and you wanted them off of the uncomfortable floor.

[kakashixhatakesxwhore]

Such Effort VI

Pairing: Hatake Kakashi x f!Reader

W/c: 5k (a vast departure from where we started)

Warnings: Talk of alcohol, a bit suggestive, swearing, Kakashi trying to talk about his feelings, long as fuck

Summary Post 🔮🔮 Masterlist

Previous Part

You fucking dolt.

Why'd you tell him that you're a virgin? That's the perfect way to scare a man away.

There was no saving you, your liquored tongue or your lapse of judgement. All you could do was wish those words back into your mouth, and for Kakashi's mind to be wiped of this night entirely.

"No shame in that," he hummed, though he had had a clear physical reaction to your confession. The way he tensed, how long he blinked, the stutter in his breath- cripes, you were so stupid, and he was trying to console you about it.

You shook your head and sped up your pace, though it was probably just to Kakashi's regular speed. "Au contraire; lots and lots."

"That's silly." Fuck, is he as drunk as me? You thought at the liberty in his cadence, Fujita's going to kill me. "So, is it that you never-"

"Man, who said that was a conversation point," you whinged immediately, hiding your face behind your hands. "I just... cripes, I guess you got your juicier detail, huh?"

Kakashi chuckled lowly, which relaxed you. You peeked at him from behind your fingers, which only made the deep rumble pick up to a proper laugh. Feeling like he was laughing at you, though not maliciously, you put your hands down and shoved him lightly on the shoulder. It barely budged him, but Kakashi swayed for your sake.

"Say something else," you commanded him with a grin. "I'm wallowing in embarrassment right now."

"Alright," Kakashi purred, taking a step closer to you as the two of you made your way down the main road. "What do you want to talk about, if not your virginity isn't-"

"Shut up, shut up!" Laughing, you grabbed Kakashi's bicep, and shook him with all your might. He laughed as he let you move him, head drifting back and forth. You huffed, holding onto him from the exertion of trying to shake the mountain of a man, "Anything but that..." Then you sighed, tightening your grip and leaning on him as you walked. "Let's talk about... fuck, let's talk about what you're doing in a pub, after I give you bedrest."

Dropping your grasp of his arm, you took a step to the side, creating a small chasm of space between you, and looked at Kakashi accusatorily. He, in all of his nonchalance, just snickered happily and leaned back as he walked, shoving his hands into his pockets.

"You said you'd be there, so how could I resist?" He replied quaintly.

Rolling your eyes a little, you remarked, "I didn't invite you."

"I know, and it broke my heart," Kakashi grinned, not looking the least bit heartbroken. Then his smiley cadence faltered when he added, "Watching you dance with someone who wasn't me was... terrible, something I never want to see again."

"Can you dance, Kakashi?" You asked.

Kakashi lead you around the corner of his street, off the main road, and then took a step in front of you, turning to face you and block the way. He put out his hands and smirked, "Assuredly, better than Raido."

"Mm, I dunno," you hummed, taking Kakashi's hands lightly. "Raido and I have been dancing together for years - he knows my flow better than-"

"Yeah, but my flow compliments your flow, so everything pans out." 

There was no arguing with Kakashi as he brought your hands up, then down, taking a smooth step back as he did. The movement pulled you both in a dancer's bow, and you giggled at how seriously he was taking this.

Then, Kakashi drew both of you up and released your left hand, letting his right arm drop to encircle your waist and pull you close. Your breath hitched in your throat at the sudden proximity, being able to fully feel the radiating heat from Kakashi's body.

He looked down at you with kind, half-lidded eyes as he started to lead you in a very fast dance.

It wasn't what you were expecting.

His citrus scent beguiled you as he swayed you to an invisible beat. Still, Kakashi's sheer rhythm infected you; it made you smile so wide that your cheeks hurt, and had you feeling all hot and syrupy inside.

"This is not a three step," you laughed as he twirled you and pulled you close again.

Starting on a sequence of double-steps backward, so intricate that you had to look down at your feet as you copied him, Kakashi chuckled, "Can't keep up?"

"Watch it, grandad," you hissed, looking up for a second. "I'm just surprised a man of your age has such slick moves."

"A man of my age?" Kakashi laughed loudly, spinning you both in a circle in a three step that more closely resembled a six step. "Just you wait, girly- the second you're past twenty, I'll tell you how decrepit you are."

"Why I oughta- fuck-" Kakashi slung you away, then back into his arm, making you seethe, "You-"

"Yeah, alright," he grinned, squeezing your waist with his large, warm hands. You bit back a whimper, but Kakashi's ears were too sharp. Immediately, he groaned, "Fuckin' tell me Raido doesn't get that kind of reaction out of you."

All you could do was squeak a no as Kakashi began to twirl you, fast. Once, then twice, then thrice-

"Fuck, fuck, okay, okay, you're the best dancer ever, Kakashi," you cried out with a laugh, slipping your hand from his and collapsing to his chest, pushing him all the way to the nearest wall.

The world was spinning, and you were entirely aware of that fact in that moment.

"Kakashi?" He repeated. Your head snapped up, and eyebrows furrowed, but Kakashi just chuckled, shaking his head, "Mm-mm, no one by that name here."

"Oh, stop-"

"Serious," Kakashi purred, only making that syrupy feeling spread across your body.

Getting your bearings back, you figured, what the Hell, so you played along. You tried pulling away from Kakashi's chest, but he wrapped his arms around you, keeping you in place against the wall. Huffing and puffing, you squirmed, which only made Kakashi's chuckle return as his arms tightened.

"So, who are you?" You grumbled, trying to wiggle out of his hold. "I don't wanna just be out, on the street, with some guy-"

"Oh, baby, y'breakin' my heart tonight," he crooned. Fuck, his voice was so rich, so fucking delicious. Your mouth started to water, but Kakashi squeezed your hips, bringing you back to reality.

"'m sorry, pretty boy," you sighed. "That's the last thing I wanna do."

"And we're back in business." You raised your eyebrows, and Kakashi partially let go of you, only to start walking again with his arm slung over your shoulders. He leaned on you, and sighed happily, "My girl is mine, again, after all."

"I was never- nevermind."

"No, no, say what you were gonna say."

Your cheeks flamed red. You weren't going to make the same mistake of revealing yourself twice. Not so close in succession. "No, fuck you." 

As you said it, you ducked from under his arm and started to run away. You didn't get so much as five good steps in before Kakashi's other arm was hooked around your waist, pulling you back immediately. 

"Tell me." His tone was so friendly that you thought it almost didn't match the conversation. Sliding his arm around your waist, Kakashi rested his hand on your hip with a porcelain grip, as he hummed, "Or would you rather I go first?"

"Beg your pardon?" First? Okay, he really got you with that one, you hadn't the foggiest clue what he was talking about.

Sensing your utter confusion, Kakashi chuckled lowly, and looked at you. His eye found yours easily, capturing them, and giving them nothing else to see. Exhaling deeply, you felt a smile creep onto your face, and you did nothing to stop it.

"Okay, fine, but I've never done this before," Kakashi sighed. Something he's never done? Creator above only knew- "Okay, okay, I can't fuck this up, let me collect my thoughts here."

"You're starting to scare me, sweetheart," you admitted, though your smile didn't falter. 

He chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck, then tore his gaze from you. Quietly, almost as if he didn't want you to hear him, Kakashi mumbled, "I'm scaring myself."

"Alright, then let me go first," you offered, not wanting Kakashi to put any undue strain on himself, though still not knowing what you were jumping the line for. Turning his head to look at you amusedly, Kakashi nodded toward you, eye glinting in the moonlight. Oh, yeah. First for what? 

You could do a cartwheel... or rhyme off the Hidden Villages of each Land, in alphabetical order... list ten carcinogens found in household items... was this a secret talent showcase, or something? You wished you had Gerald with you, then; he could jump into your sleeve and climb to your shoulder vertically, spin, do mazes made of books...

"Yeah, nevermind," you laughed lowly, shaking your head and looking away. "I don't know what's going on- I might've had a gin tonic too many."

"Gin?" He repeated, nose scrunching up.

You nodded vigorously, licking your lips. "Yes! Dry, not Old Tom, for sure."

"Eugh." Kakashi shuttered around you, making you laugh as he asked, "Everything alright in the home?"

"Cripes, no, which is why I have a bottle of Navy Strength on my dresser," you told him, wiping a faux tear from your eye. "And gin is not eugh, it's so yum."

"Whatever you say, crazy lady-"

"Hey, hey, you get to be pretty boy, and I'm slapped with crazy lady?" You quipped, seeing Kakashi's apartment complex coming up and feeling dread rising in your throat.

Holding you so tightly to him that you threw your arm around his waist, Kakashi hummed, "I'm sorry, my sweet, darling girl, light of my days."

"That's more like it, thank you." You weren't even the one who demanded the pet names in the first place, but they did make that syrupy feeling turn into a strange, full-body heartbeat, which you quite enjoyed. Melting into Kakashi's side, you asked absentmindedly, "Do you really like me that much?"

You just sounded so stupid- holy shit. What a beggar. A compliment-fisher. 

Before you could distract him from your stupidity, Kakashi stated, "I like you so much." You looked at him with a raised eyebrow and he sighed, "Like, so much. More than I can describe."

The Sunken Cost fallacy occurred to you, and you figured you were very much in the hole already; why not press on?

"Try it," you shrugged. Kakashi looked at you with a similarly quirked brow, which made you giggle, "Let the gods take the reins, and you'll surely come to come adequate description."

With a small smile blooming behind his mask, the silver haired man took a deep breath, then said, "Okay, fuck it, here goes."

Maybe, just maybe, he was operating under the same fallacy.

Abruptly, just before Kakashi's building, he moved the two of you to the edge of the sidewalk and came in front of you, taking your hands in his again, but this time not to dance. 

With another deep breath, Kakashi's revealed eye traced over your connected hands, then up your right arm. He moved across your chest, stopping at your mother's sparkling brooch, before trailing up your neck and over your face. 

Mercifully, his eye connected with yours, and a glint caught your attention. You could see a sheen of sweat collect on his temple, and your worry took over.

"What is wrong, sweet boy?" You asked, concern lacing your tone. Taking your left hand and bringing the back of it to the exposed, right side of his face, you clicked your tongue and remarked, "Tch. You're burning up."

"Nothing is wrong," he assured you, taking your hand back in his and bringing it down. "Everything is so right, and that's why I've been... pussified."

"Pussified?" You laughed. Kakashi's smile deepened impossibly and he looked down to your hands again. "The scariest shinobi, in all the land, has been pussified? What ever could have this power?"

"You think I'm scary?" Kakashi asked, sounding nervous and granting himself a brief glimpse of your face.

You smiled, shaking your head, "Nah, you don't scare me, not anymore."

Kakashi nodded a nod that had his hair bouncing. He looked back at your hands as his thumb traced over your knuckles. "Good," he mumbled. "I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I scared you."

"I've got quite the affect on you, huh?" You teased, knowing damn-well that he affected you so much more.

"Indeed, you do, you gorgeous woman," Kakashi answered, like it was obvious. Then, he sighed, "You affect me more than you know 'cause you're... so different... you're the kind of girl that fits in with my world, and I... I just... need you-" Then he started speaking so fast, he started to trip over his own tongue, "-I need to tell you how... how much I like you, and how much I wanna- want to love you, and hold you, 'n' kiss you, 'n'-"

"Woah, woah, woah, slow down." 

Fuck, you could've jumped for joy if Kakashi wasn't right in front of you.

"I'm sorry," he immediately said, squeezing your hands harshly. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't've-"

"Eh, eh, no take-backs," you interrupted. Kakashi's eye jumped to your face, full of a certain flavour of fright. You chuckled lowly, and smiled broadly, which did nothing to relax the silver haired shinobi in front of you. With a breath, you told him, "I... feel the same way."

Narrowing his eye, Kakashi leaned his head back and asked, "Do you, now?"

"Hey, I've been into you since you pulled me over, way back in October, so I don't wanna hear it-"

"You have?" He seemed genuinely shocked by that revelation.

You scoffed, "You say that like you don't own a mirror." Stretching your neck out a little, you added, "No, seriously, I was totally enamored with you-"

"Was?" 

"Am," you corrected begrudgingly. "Are you going to question every single thing I tell you, or are you going to kiss me? Because, it's looking like-"

In an instant, Kakashi let go of your hands. One of his hands cupped your cheek, while the other came to the bridge of his nose. He brought you close, and you could smell... tequila? Only for a split second, before he pulled the fabric from his face and pressed his lips to yours before you could admire him for even a breath.

Oh, definitely tequila. His lips were so fucking warm, and so fucking soft. You hummed into the kiss, unable to withhold it, and Kakashi's arm came around your waist, bring you infinitely closer as his tongue ran along your bottom lip.

A shiver ran up your spine, and you could feel fireworks within your chest. Your head started spinning, and you stopped being able to feel the ground beneath your feet.

You pulled away and immediately ducked your head into Kakashi's shoulder. You wanted to scream, and jump, and cry, all at the same time, and all for joy.

"That wasn't your first kiss, was it?" Kakashi asked, pulling you into a hug. All you could do was shake your head, feeling a swell of some strange, unnamable emotion. You'd mull it over later; for now, you pushed it aside as Kakashi sighed, "Ah, I could only be so lucky."

"So- so- so- so, what... what are we doing?" You asked, bringing your hand to your lips and feeling the lingering tingle of his.

Kakashi pulled you away from him, and smiled. You could see his lips pull up, and the way his smile lines defined his face. You could see his smile, and you never wanted to stop seeing his smile. As your eyes roamed his face, his revealed eye did the same to yours.

A little while passed, and you felt no need to move. Not until you got your answer, at least, and this was a great pastime.

With a shallow breath, Kakashi broke the silence, and said, "We're doing whatever you want to do."

"Terrible idea, I'm demanding as fuck," you joked warmly.

"I've never seen you demand a thing," Kakashi countered swiftly, the corner of his lip quirking as he spoke. "And if you've just been hiding that from me, I'll give you anything, everything - if you want things."

"I don't want things... just you."

"Then, you have me."

You narrowed your eyes, sucking on the inside of your cheek. Cautiously, you asked, "So... are we going steady, then?"

"Do you want to go steady?"

Fucking stars, man, you just wanted an answer. "Obviously, I do - do you?"

"Yeah," he hummed contently. "Exclusive, right?"

"Is that not the point of going steady?"

Putting his hands up in mock-defense, smiling broadly, Kakashi chuckled, "Just making sure Raido doesn't have a chance with my girl."

"None at all, and I fear you may have ruined my dancing with him," you replied with a laugh, feeling lighter than air as the circumstance set in. You were talking to your boyfriend, now. You were spoken for, now. 

"Oh, no," he quipped, feigning worry. "How ever will I live with myself, if my lover can't dance with other men?"

Feeling a bit shameful, you rolled your eyes and scoffed, "Bugger off."

"I was going to propose quite the opposite, actually." Cripes, why did he have to be so suave? Your attention was piqued, and Kakashi noticed, basking in your questioning gaze for a moment before he grinned, "We should pop up to my apartment, have a couple cookies, and get to know each other, outside of our files."

"How untoward," you teased.

Without his mask, you could see how clearly Kakashi displayed his emotions with his mouth. The smile fell from his lips in an instant, and he said, "I'm sorry, I didn't-"

"Oh, take a joke, boyfriend," you laughed, hooking your arm around his and moving the two of you toward his complex. "Besides, just 'cause I'm a pure, naive, little virgin doesn't mean I have any objection to pre-marital acts... I just don't... haven't ever enjoyed the company of a man so much, before."

"Awe, are you saying I'm the Chosen One?" Kakashi cooed, at some point having put his mask back on, moving up the steps to his building's front door. 

"Well, if we were characters in some fantasy story, sure," you shrugged with a smile as you ran up the stairs. Reaching the top first, you pulled open the door and bowed deeply, motioning Kakashi into his own building like he was a daimyo. "My liege."

"The Hell are you doing?" He chuckled as he walked past you and stopped, waiting for you to join his side. 

You did, gently closing the door behind you as you answered, "Doesn't the Chosen One deserve kingly treatment for being the hero of the story?"

"Mm, he only ever gets it from the Lover at the very end of the tale, and we're only at the beginning."

"And what the Hell am I in the story, then? Fuckin' Igor?" Getting into the staircase, Kakashi laughed loudly, shaking his head and trying to tamp it down. The vibrations bounced around the walls so beautifully, letting Kakashi's melodic laugh last longer than he let it. With a sigh, you added, "Don't you think that's a crime, anyway? The Chosen One not getting an ounce of love until the end of the story?"

Kakashi shrugged as he climbed the stairs, "He wouldn't be much of a character, without any trial or tribulation."

"Yeah, but too much hardship turns the Chosen One into the Villain," you argued. Making it past the second floor, you huffed, "And too many fucking stairs turn this Igor into a shaking mess- how you do these stairs every day, I do not know."

Making it to a landing, Kakashi stopped and turned to you, waiting for you to join him on the landing. You were grateful for the break, until it turned out to not be a break.

Sweeping you into his arms, in a bridal hold, Kakashi started climbing the stairs again as if nothing had happened.

"Are you not... man, I'm heavy, you're gonna-"

"You're as heavy to me as a cat is to a bear, Lover," he told you, voice firm and unwavering. He didn't sound very taxed, or even a little winded. "If it weren't for my side, I'd be able to carry you with one arm, and a tuba in the other."

"Now you're just trying to impress me," you laughed, shifting your weight to the side you knew was unaffected.

Not denying you, Kakashi hummed, "Is it working?"

"Very much so, but I'll need to see some proof."

"You just let me know when you get your hands on a tuba, darling."

How did conversation flow so naturally between you and Kakashi? There were very few people you routinely talked to that seemed to be able to stand you, but he seemed to do much more than just tolerate you. It seemed to you that you had finally found someone who could you could play off of, and you were shocked by how easy it actually was to speak to him.

Slowly, but surely, the remaining hours of night bled into the early hours of morning, while the two of you sat on Kakashi's bed. His mask was left abandoned, around his neck, the second the two of you were in the privacy of Kakashi's apartment. Over the night, you two shared an innumerable amount of tea, and cleaned off the plate of sugar cookies that you had brought over earlier, while talking.

And talking. And talking. And talking.

Neither of you could stop the flow of conversation, even if you tried. There was always something to say. Your topics ranged, from the gossip you'd picked up from Genma's friends, to traumas, to completely theoretical, philosophical problems surrounding the undue bloodiness of the life of a ninja.

You divulged every inch of your backstory; your parents' deaths during the attack, and your consequential clinging to Genma; how you would throw up at the thought of harming someone else, but were given the goriest patients in your early apprenticeship, because you had the strongest stomach; even down to the one other boyfriend you'd ever had, Kamizuki Izumo. You were only fourteen, but you thought you really did like him. You didn't - not if liking someone was supposed to feel how you felt now, with Kakashi.

In turn, Kakashi pulled back all the redaction that you had been previous affronted with in his file. He told you about his mother, then his father, and all the shame. Then, he told you about his Genin team... and the events that surrounded them, which only piled more shame onto Kakashi's shoulders. The shame then became attached to his will to prove himself a valuable member of society within the Leaf, he told you, which pushed him into the ANBU. He told you about the Nine Tails attack, from the perspective of Lord Fourth's lead guard, and then the following guilt he held. He told you about his current position in the specialized force, but couldn't give you anything further.

"I'm sorry, it's just for-"

"Hey, man, I had to enter into an NDA with the medical corps, too, don't worry," you assured him, clutching you tea close enough to your face that the steam was making you sweat a little. "Confidentiality is such a fucking thing in this village; all anyone cares about are secrets."

"Too true," Kakashi agreed, dunking one of the final cookies into his tea. You wondered how the sencha would do with the biscuit, and watched Kakashi's reaction. He bit it, then scoffed, "Fuck, we should have been doing this the whole time."

"It's that good, huh?" You followed suit before Kakashi hummed his affirmation, dunking the last half of cookie into your tea and biting it. It fell apart in your mouth, and the bitter undercut of the tea really did work well with the fullness of the kinako powder. You nodded, "Can't believe I haven't tried that before."

"Well, there are a few things I can't believe you haven't tried," your boyfriend remarked with a teasing smirk. Before you could respond, Kakashi's air turned anxious and he asked, "Anyway... do you want to know about my... previous engagements, or...?"

"Honestly, no." Your answer seemed to relieve both of you, but Kakashi still raised a brow in question as he finished the cookie. With a small, bashful smile, you explained, "The idea of you being with someone else kinda makes me... sick? Nauseated, that's for sure."

"I hear that," Kakashi chuckled as you popped the last bit of your biscuit in your mouth. He drank the last bit of tea in his cup before leaning to put it on the ground, then asked, "Are you jealous, or is it something else?"

"Oh, fuckin' right I'm jealous," you admitted, sipping your tea. Kakashi laughed lowly, and you shrugged, "I want you so bad, and it's gutting to know that other people have had you already." Your nose twitched, and you couldn't stop yourself from adding, "Especially when one of those people is my best friend."

That wiped the smile right off of Kakashi's face. Even you could feel a small pang in your chest, feeling the weight of your words on your tongue. It finally occurred to you that Kasumi would find out about your evolved relationship to Kakashi, either by the grapevine, or your own mouth, and she would certainly not be a happy camper, either way - no matter how many promises of permission she made.

"I meant what I said at the izakaya, as mean as it was," Kakashi mumbled, making you purse your lips and look down at your tea cup. "Though I meant it more like... if I had known you were there, waiting for me... I would have waited for you."

"Waiting sucks, man, you wouldn't have fucked with it," you joked, to Kakashi's surprise. Still, after the initial shock wore off, his smile crept back into his face as you said, "But I'm glad I did... my first time would have been wasted on someone I didn't really like."

"You really like me?" Kakashi asked, in a test of the teasing variety.

You nodded and looked at him with a grin. "I really, really like you."

"Take that, double it; that's how much I like you."

"Not a chance, Lance Romance - you can't even conceptualize how much I like you."

"Peanuts," he dismissed with a grin. "You know the universe?"

Feigning a moment of ignorance, you tapped your chin and asked, "The infinite one?"

"That's the one," Kakashi nodded, reaching out to bop your nose with his index finger. "My like for you is bigger than the infinite universe, tenfold."

"What a sap," you chortled, finishing your cup of tea and setting it on the ground before you laid back, onto Kakashi's crossed legs. With your head in his lap, Kakashi tensed for a second, before settling more comfortably and brushing the hair out of your face. 

"So very sappy, for you," he hummed, fingers trailing down your cheek to cup your face on either side.

"Then how's about a kiss? My lips are awfully cold," you offered, still feeling a bit novel at all this.

Kakashi's fingers encircled the underside of your jaw as his eye traced your facial features slowly. He hummed, contemplating his answer, and taking his time. So much time that you got anxious, and started biting your lip.

With his index finger, Kakashi pulled your lip down and looked at the glistening of spit for a second before he leaned down without a word. You angled your head up to meet him, but you were in a strange position, so there wasn't much you could do.

It was an odd kiss, that felt almost funny, but still sent wild electric shocks through your body. It was the upside-down-factor, but that didn't stop you from giggling against Kakashi's lip. He pulled up with a smile, looking down at you in your joy. "Don't tell me you're laughing at me."

"'Course not," you grinned, sitting up to be on your knees. "It just felt weird to have your nose tickle my chin."

As his eye darted between your lips and eyes, you got Kakashi's message and leaning forward with a smile, for another kiss. Your lips met his so kindly that you almost groaned at the contact.

Pulling you onto his lap without breaking the kiss, Kakashi's arms encircled your hips loosely. You were tired, your liver was crying, and your pussy throbbed - so, when Kakashi shimmied you both into a more prone position on his bed, you were game for anything.

You pulled up as his kiss got a bit slower. And you looked at him. 

The yellow light from his light fixture gave his skin a wonderful glow, and you wondered for a moment if Kakashi spent any time in the sun. He was a man made for the night, you figured, the light in his eye held far too many stars to not be.

Without a word, you rose from his chest and padded over to the light. You pulled the chain till it clicked, then washed the room in darkness. 

Strips of the sunrise peered through the curtains, and you could hear mourning doves if you tried hard enough. The faint buzz of Kakashi's fridge and his soft breaths were the only sounds that filled the room, which left you the room to breathe. A feeling of peace came over you, being surrounded by Kakashi's fresh citrus scent.

"C'mon, sweetheart," Kakashi called softly from the bed. "How's about a cuddle? I'm feeling a chill."

So, with a small, contented smile, you strode over to the bed and climbed in beside Kakashi. He tucked you under his arm, and held you to his chest. Ripples of heat came off of him still, and you put your hand and head to his chest to see if his heart was beating irregularly.

"Relax," Kakashi mumbled, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. "You'll be able to check me out properly in... three hours, so we better rest up now."

Turning your head up, you caught Kakashi's lips again. The kiss was lazy, and so very slow, but it felt so right, and soothing to both souls. It lingered, as you laid your head on his shoulder and Kakashi craned his neck, but, soon, the throws of sleep began to call to you both.

Gentle as a kiss, a tear drop, or a star's twinkle, you two drifted to sleep, wrapped in each other's embrace; finally, having left nothing unsaid.

A/n: how do we feel? did we fw this?

[yupher]

earth-42 Miles Morales x GN! reader

The day it all started

or Drabble about how you and miles became close (kind of)

Warnings: Miles is aloof and distant thanks to his canon events in this universe. Reader is overbearing (just a tad) and has a one-sided rivalry with Miles. Mentions of blood and injuries. Mentions of death. Enemies to friends to??

P.S.: I wrote this with a male reader in mind, turned out gender-neutral and stick to it. English is not my first language so excuse any spelling or redaction mistakes. This is my first post yay!

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• Everything started in freshman year, you and Miles both won a spot in the prestigious private school Brooklyn Visions Academy.

• You’re both equally intelligent, having passed the entry test with perfect scores.

• You earned this.

• You’ve been academically competitive all your life, this opportunity was the way to prove your worth and you weren’t going to lose it.

• Miles didn’t want to go there, he preferred to stay at his old school.

• He didn’t need a bunch of snobby and stuck-up kids to look him weird.

• He also had a lot going on, his uncle granted him more responsibility on missions, and even helped him build his own mask

• He was chasing his full potential.

• You both were cranky at the beginning, not interacting with one another at all.

• He kept to himself, preferring to be alone rather than bothered.

• You seemed to attract people unintended, they drifted to you.

• You had a handful of acquaintances now, it became useful for team projects and other things.

The day you first interacted with Miles was a Tuesday, the routine was easy. You share History and social studies on the first block. You sit in the second row, he sits in the back.

Mister Fujita started the lesson with a brief summary of the latest class and told everyone the next mark would be an essay, done in duos. You rolled your eyes discretely- working with other people was simply troubling it only brought problems. While you thought of who would you ask to be with you the professor said he would be the one to make the pairs.

Miles was sitting with crossed arms, his usual resting face (that his mom told him numerous times was unfriendly) and his leg bouncing up and down. He was on edge. Today was the anniversary of his father's death. He wasn't exactly putting a lot of attention to what the Professor was saying, only coming back from the deep of his thoughts when he heard his name being called.

Alongside yours.

You could only sigh in frustration, turning around to look for him between the numerous students. To your surprise, his hard gaze was already on you, it made you shiver slightly. You fixed your eyes on the board as Mr. Fujita kept giving the directions for the essay. You dammed yourself, knowing you couldn't escape this.

When the professor sent everyone to organize the essay with their pair at the end of the lecture, you grudgingly stood up to go and talk with Morales. You ignored the pitiful looks some of your classmates sent you, it was futile to give them any more reasons to pity you right now.

Stopping in front of his seat, you made an effort to look at him. Again his eyes found you first, following you since you raised from your chair.

“I have a free period from 12 to 2- if you have the time we can go to the study hall to sort this out.” your words sound robotic. As if you studied them a hundred times to make them sound as neutral as possible.

Miles was fidgeting with his pencil, hardly paying you any mind. He seemed nonchalant as always and it bothered you. You were about to talk again when he interrupted you. “I also have that block free.” was his only response, eyes unmoving and unbothered by your presence.

“Good.” it was dry, your lips a thin line as you nodded. God, what was his deal? “Don't be late.” was the last thing you said before going back to retrieve your things and leave for your next class.

As you left the classroom with everyone else, Miles observed unblinking your every move. He could feel the headache you were about to be for the next week.

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11:56 am

You strode through the hallways, not wanting to be late for your study meeting and give Miles the satisfaction of winning this.

As you rounded a corner you collided with a hard surface. You bounced a few steps back but not enough to make you fall, you huffed and smoothed over your uniform jacket. “I'm sorry for the-” words died on your tongue. Miles stood there, staring rigidly. He only gives you a once-over and enters the study hall, you tail after him with notorious displeasure. He sits at an empty table and starts to pull his things out of his backpack. You mimic him and pull out the course books, opening them to show him some topics of interest.

“I thought we could focus on the lack of civic infrastructure in the country-” Miles couldn't bring himself to listen to your babbling. He was tired, eyebags dark and present on his drained face. Sleep didn't come as easy as it used to.

His only focus was trying to leave unnoticed after your meeting, to go to his uncle's flat. He couldn't concentrate today, he needed something else to try and distract him from the simmering agitation in his chest.

You stopped talking a minute ago, noting his absent stare and the way he didn't even knowledge your attempts to make this project work, he was just sitting there, ignoring you completely.

He was taken back to the present when he saw your infuriated stare and your hand waving in front of him. “Did you even listen to what I said?” your tone was surely a clue, you were mad.

“I didn't-” “No, you didn't listen to anything I said for the past ten minutes. If you don't want to work through this essay with me I'm fine doing it alone- believe me, I'll do better without you weighing me down.” Both of you were breathing heavily, the tension palpable for all the students that were close enough to hear you.

“If you want to procrastinate you won't do well, trust me, Morales you'll-” Miles only saw red. He didn't process what happened till he saw the blood flowing down your nose.

The rest came in a blur.

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He was looking at you with narrowed eyes, maybe thanks to the bruise that was starting to take form on his left side, or maybe was the loathing he felt at the moment. Busted lip and black eye, his uncle would laugh at his face for letting you land those punches at him.

You weren't meeting his gaze, instead, you focused on keeping your nose tucked down, a cloth on your nostrils preventing more blood to stream down. There was blood on your jacket and shirt, on your trousers, and even on your socks. You could feel his burning gaze on you, he was fuming.

You were sitting outside the principal's office, his mom and your dad inside talking while you waited. Everyone that passed by could guess what happened between you two. The rumors started to flow through the school hallways, they weren't any good.

Miles felt foolish, how could his feelings get a hold of him like that? He was an idiot. But the anger he harbored toward himself was also directed at you, you and your big mouth- never ceasing. He never put that much attention on you, he knew that both of you were new at the academy but he never engaged in conversation with, well- anyone.

Meanwhile, you were having a mental breakdown. You'll probably get expelled. All the hard work; the sweat, the tears, the blood. Was for nothing. Down to fucking dust. Were you dramatic? A little, but it was your academic future you were talking about. It WAS that serious. The taste of iron left on your mouth felt utterly appalling at the moment. A constant reminder of your irrational thinking that lead you right here, sitting in front of the asshole that broke your nose.

Finally you gazed up at him, his injuries angrily adorning his already threatening look.

“¿Qué mierda miras?” he pointed his chin towards you, hushedly as he tried to contain his wrath.

The door opened before you could answer him, both your parents leaving while the principal escorted them out.

It was dead silent, each one leaving with their respective guardian. You sent a last look to the other, filled with resentment.

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Speed fast to next Tuesday

You woke up early to try and explain to Professor Fujita why you were turning in the essay alone. Uniform clean and tidy, you left in utter silence wishing you didn't wake up your roommate.

When passing the massive windows of the academy, you glanced at your reflection. Your eyebags were no longer bruised, nose looked better than before- that's what your dad said at least. Even if you tried to forget what happened a week ago the remnants of the brawl still taint your face. It was the fight for a great part of the school population and suddenly, everyone knew your name! How vapid they were to only care about quarrels between students. Maybe it was because Miles also didn't divulge anything about what happened in the study hall- the secrecy of it all peaking their attention.

And Miles, you avoided him any chance you got even in the classes you shared; you arrived first and left first, didn't spare him a glance even. The reality was you were ashamed of your behavior that day. After a day of pondering and a long scolding from your father, he told you about how dreadful that day was for Miles and explained to you what happened for him to act that way. It only deepened your shame. You didn't know how to apologize to him for that, you didn't know how to begin. So you decided to avoid him, he probably didn't want to see you anyways. He most definitely hated your guts.

When you arrived at the classroom you weren't at all surprised it was empty, you'll wait for Mr. Fujita anyway. What did surprise you though was seeing Miles come a minute after you, the sun casting on his face and making his eyes squint. The black of his eye was no longer visible, the only leftover of the fight was the scarred bottom lip you gave him. You rapidly fixed your eyes on your table, nervously waiting for him to make his way to the back of the room. But he never did. Instead, he dropped his backpack on the table beside yours, pulling the chair out to sit down.

Miles looked towards you only to see your eyes glued to the wooden table, he raised his brows and exhaled loudly. He could swear he saw you glance his way. He turned his body in your direction, eyes focused.

“Hey.” he called, sounding detached. You stir up on your seat and knowledge him with a curt nod, he sighs.

He tilts his head to the side, contemplating if he was willing to leap into this. “Look, I already give Mr. Fujita our essay-”

“You did what?” He cursed under his breath, the pure look of distress on your face was enough for him to reevaluate his whole speech.

“I thought it would be a good thing! I'm trying to apologize here-” “You're not apologizing.” “Could you let me finish for an instance?” his accent grew ticker when he was mad, you could tell.

You looked up at him, eyes doubtful with every move. He seemed utterly serious, not like he wasn’t daily, but the hardness of his stare holds something different this time: Determination. You nod your head, signaling for him to continue. He relaxed on the seat, letting his shoulders fall defeatedly to his sides.

“I'm sorry for what I did. I shouldn't have resorted to punching you in the face and I didn't mean to break your nose. Mierda- look, it wasn't my best moment, but I know what I did was wrong and I shouldn't have let my frustration out on you.” his eyes searched for a reaction, you barely could process his words when you started to talk.

“I was out of place. Acted like a shithead and started to berate you as if I knew more as if I was better- I'm not.” you paused to compose yourself, your hands trembling with uncertainty. “I'm sorry for what I did too, your face and what I said.” you clarify.

There's an uncomfortable quietness invading the room, but Miles starts to laugh out of nowhere. It scared you for a second, his laugh was something foreign to you. But it was contagious. And soon enough you cracked up with him.

He stops only to smile teasingly at you, gaze still intimidating though. “You have a mean left hook bro, got me struggling to try and beat you up.”

“You kidding? Man, you broke my nose! How could I compete with that?” you follow his bait and soon enough, he's listening to you tell him all about the medical procedure you had to endure to fix your nose.

He may appear unconcerned about your retelling, but Miles is listening attentively. Every detail makes it deep into his mind, eyes fixing on the way your hands move to narrate the story with you.

You didn't have the best start, but it seems now the two of you may become well acquainted with each other.

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“¿Que mierda miras?”: the fuck you looking at?

[valorianknights]

W.I.P. For My BH6:The Series Rewrite Fanfic

"See no evil, Hear no evil, Speak no evil".

I originally was going to post some Savisnow art, but... I needed to get this out of my system.

I'm still plotting out the storylines for my fanfic.

My original fanfic on Wattpad is, BH6 : Avengers Protocol and it's an x reader and I SWEAR I'M NOT ABANDONING IT but it's still going to be in hiatus while I'm writing this rewrite for the series.

So I'm doing the 3 seasons, but I'm going to focus on a more serious tone that will have some moments of levity. I never liked how the show carried this unbalanced tone. I don't want serious moments to be undercut by ill timed humor.

Season 1 will still have Obake as the main overarching villain, but will have an episodic format with the overarching plot in the background.

The gang, Hiro, Aunt Cass and even Tadashi will be more developed. I'm still upset that there was never an episode that explored how everyone met Tadashi and why they became friends. Flashback episodes will happen of course, that way we can actually learn more about Tadashi and have his passing be more heartbreaking. We only hung out with the guy for like 20 MINUTES! Also, I'm gonna introduce Megan in season 1, to act as both a friend for Hiro to have and a tchaikov's gun for events in season 2. Trina and Obake will have more Development.

Season 2 Will deal with the consequences of vigilantism. Chief Cruz will act as the main Antagonist (not villain, there's a difference).

I'm using a quote from Civil War as my main inspiration/motivation for this season.

"Our very presence invites challenge. Challenge incites conflict, and Conflict breeds catastrophe."

I didn't like how season 2 was essentially two story arcs smashed together. I think they probably thought that the show was gonna be cancelled after season 2.

I decided to focus on the Fugitive arc, but rework it into something actually good. Like the potential is there it just needs some adjustments.

The vigilante arc will deal with consequences of vigilantism and deal with the aftermath of battles. So the morality of vigilantism will be questioned here, especially since the team are rookies to being heroes.

Since in the BH6 movie's universe, according to the director's during a 2014 interview, the team is their world's Avengers. Which means there are no other heroes. The show contradicts this and introduced stan Lee as a superhero from the 70's, so I'll just adjust this and say that there were superheroes in this world, but they all worked in secret during WW2 and most of them died during the war. The ones that survived continued to work under the radar, but separate from the government. Stan decided to create S.W.O.R.D and the remaining active heroes joined him.

As for season 3 I want to expand on the world's criminal underbelly to better explore the technological and supernatural side of this world. I'll be doing research on Japanese folklore and also include the Silver Samurai as the main villain. I thought about the city of monsters arc and... Idk. I'll probably do something for that, but... That's for another time. I'll also have the Fujitas be in here somewhere. Mary from the comics will be in this season.

So... Basically:

Season 1: Identity and Development

Season 2: Actions and Consequences

Season 3: Experience and Expansion

I'll do more art for this later. Sorry for the long spiel.

[abysscronica]

if kid and birdie had a theme song, what would it be? or perhaps any playlist ideas?? just curious xD

That's a very nice question! I do have a couple of songs that remind me of them, and some others were suggested by you guys, which always warms my heart. ❤️

Here goes the Kid x birdie playlist!

Suggested by readers:

Kaden MacKay - Your stupid face

Fujita Maiko - Flower & Butterfly

P!nk - Beautiful Trauma

Nickelback - Next Contestant

Nickelback - Savin' me

Bratz Rock Angels - So good

Starset - Carnivore

I'm sure I'm forgetting some, I should have created a playlist before and saved them all... anyway I'm always happy to know if you guys have songs that make you think about Kid and birdie, I couldn't be more flattered.

My personal ones:

Sick Puppies - There's no going back

Fall Out Boys - The Phoenix

Adam Lambert - Whataya want from me

Ashes Remains - On my own

Club Danger - Living legend (for birdie, specifically her shooting contest in the STAMPEDE special)

John Rzeznik - I'm still here

P!nk - Raise your glass

[gamesandmemeslover]

Fujita x Reader The Escape Part 2

Warning: Contains sexuel themes (NSFW)

"It's Shiba" Fujita whispered

Just as we were about to finish packing Fujita's last belongings in my suitcase we hear the sound of a car stopping outside the mansion.

  "What?? Wasn't he supposed to come home the day after tomorrow?" I asked

"It doesn't matter now we have to hurry, we can use the backdoor in the kitchen" Fujita said, I closed the suitcase and held Fujita's hand and ran towards the backdoor. Once we are outside we dashed towards the woods that were right behind the mansion. I had to pull up the fabric of my kimono to be able to run better, never once did I let go of Fujita's hand. We ran through the woods until we felt like we had a safe distance away from the mansion and stopped to catch our breath.

"That was close" I said I couldn't imagine what would happen if Shiba caught us if we stayed

  "I know but we're safe for now" Fujita said trying to calm me down

"I don't know where we should go now we can't go back to the Nomiya estate" I never really thought about exacly where to escape.

"How about going to my home town? It should be far away enough" Fujita suggested

"Really? Sounds great I do would want to see where you grew up" I smiled

"Let's sleep at the hotel in Asakusa for tonight then" Fujita said

"Isn't that a bit too risky?" I asked

"Not as long as we use a false name" Fujita said and he had a point

Using the woods as our cover we safely made it to Asakusa and the hotel. Luckily it had one room left that was available. We got inside our room and both of us sank down on the floor sighing in relief and then we both ended up laughing.

"This is crazy" I giggled trying to calm down

"It is, we will be fine" Fujita smiled, he pulled me close and kissed me passionately. I kissed him back and pulled him down on top of me on the futon. Fujita was thinking what I'mm thinking, we haven't been intimate for a while and we both wanted each other so bad now. Fujita undid my kimono, he kissed my neck until he found a sensitive spot so suck on leaving a mark while I felt is large hands on my breasts. I shivered in excitement and dig my fingers in his blonde hair.

"Fujita" I moaned his name

"(Name)..I'm sorry but I won't be able to hold myself back tonight" He said blushing

"It's okay I don't want you to hold back" I said

Fujita gave butterfly kisses over my breasts before he sucked on one of my nipples. Fujita loved my breastmilk, apparently it tasted so sweet it made him addicted. I wonder why, I have been told I have this special scent to me perhaps that could be a reason to the taste of my breastmilk?

  Fujita made hickes all over my body, from today we are real lovers and no one would come between us. I was his and he was mine, I helped him take off his clothes and he positioned himself between my legs. With his fingers he could feel my entrance was dripping wet for him. I gasped in pleasure as his dick was slowly entering inside of me. Fujita moaned, he held my hips steady and pushed inside until he was slowly inside.

"Are you okay?" Fujita asked

"Yeah"

  Fujita started thrusting deep inside of me, it didn't take long for him to find my g-spot. Because we were doing it at the hotel we had to keep in mind to not be too loud.

  "Hitoshi, that's the spot" I moaned, hearing me moaned his first name made Fujita even more turned on than he already was and kept focusing on thrusting into that spot until I climaxed. I was shaking with pleasure but encourage Fujita to continue, he held my thighs tight and thrusted harder into me until he climaxed too. During the time Shiba was on his business trip in Europe me and Fujita made love all the time and the more we did the less careful we got in regards to a possible pregnancy. Fujita is the man I love and I wanted to have a child with him so bad and he wanted that too. Because of that he did like previous times released inside of me and we took our time to catch our breaths.

  "I love you (Name)" Fujita kissed my forehead and pulled out leaving me feeling this weird emptiness.

  "I love you too Hitoshi" I pulled him in for a sweet kiss before he lied down next to me. There was two futons but we decided to both sleep in one, it was big enough for the both of us. I felt calm and safe laying down next to Fujita wrapped in his arms and the thich cover over us. I rested my head on his bare chest and fell asleep.

Third person pov

Fujita woke up early the next morning, it was still a bit dark outside and quiet. Seeing you sleeping peacefully in his arms made his heart warm. Only now did his mind process everything that had happened over the past few weeks. At once point he did consider moving back to his hometown but only if you continued to ignore him and be angry at him. He's grateful he trusted his heart to stay a bit longer because now you two had made up and he was relieved when you trusted him after he explained what happened between him and Kyoko. He looks forward to introduce you to his hometown. He hasn't been there in a long time so he was curious if things have changed since then. His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the sound of a car. He takes a peak through the window that was right above him and see a familiar car going right past the hotel and down the town.

[fujitasdeviltumour]

en family relationship hc’s

[this is hella self indulgent tbh but ya know, i’m not doing romantic headcanons for ebisu bc she’s like a whole child so, also if i miss any members please let me know so i can edit and fix it-

EN

-when he first laid eyes on you, he was more interested in your magic than you as a person

-you’d have to be highly powerful to catch his attention, really

-when he saw your magic and your ability, he became highly intrigued

-he would always be watching you and would feel a slight relief whenever you entered the room

-he started getting to know you for more than your sorcery, which only pulled him more towards you

-when he realized his feelings for you were romantic, he didn’t pay much attention to it and decided to ask you to be his partner

-not his magic partner, you’d never replace kikurage, but his romantic one

-you were a bit intimidated by him, but still highly respected him as your boss

-he asked you to see him privately in his garden, to which he held the pink animal in his arms as he told you

- “i find you interesting and i’d want nothing more than for you to stay by my side for as long as you live, could i court you?”

-as soon as you accepted his confession, he smiled a bit beneath his mask

-he’s not super affectionate in front of the other members, but he will hold you by the waist and kiss your hand like a gentleman to let others know your his

-he’s lowkey acts like a sugar daddy sometimes

-oh you like something but can’t afford it? he’s got you. you wanna go out shopping? he’s already put a few thousand in your hand

-he adores you just as much as he adores kikurage

-he once walked in on you asleep on his bed with the life providing animal curled by your side and his heart melted

-his kisses are soft and simple most of the time, but when he’s missed you too much during the day he’ll be more passionate, holding you against the wall and slipping his hands in yours

-he’s the protective kind of guy as well, he’d glare at anyone who even dares to glance at you

-you weren’t allowed to leave his sight during the blue night either, you looked way too ravishing in your outfit and he’d be damned if anyone else tried to go for his lover

-you’ve grown used to the goatee

NOI

-noi thought you were super attractive when she witnessed you kicking some human’s ass 

-she’s hella hyperactive and would always wanna go on some sort of mission with you, whether that be killing people in the hole or killing people in the hole

-even before she became your girlfriend, she was affectionate

-IT”S TOTALLY PLATONIC I SWEAR-

-she would always hug you and praise you, she adored being around you

-when shin asked noi if she had feelings for you, she blushed so fuckin madly

- “why don’t you just tell them? i’m starting to get sick of you always talking about them.”

-noi decided to tell you directly, since she’s not very shy

- “hey, i like you! we should go out sometime!”

-girly was SO ecstatic when you accepted her offer

-dates with her are usually going out to eat or experiment on humans

-she likes picking you up off the ground, she’s strong so she can just pick you up and throw you over her shoulder

-loves, and i mean LOVES, seeing you blushing or flustered

- “i snorted sugar but it still wasn’t as sweet as my s/o’s-”

- “NOI!”

-she likes to brag about you to her partner, which he sometimes gets annoyed of when she doesn’t shut up about you

-he thought it would stop when she told you, but your girlfriend only continued to boast about having you as her darling

-she can’t help it tho, she loves you too much to not talk about you-

-she likes when you play with her hair, she has nice hair

-as much as she’ll scold you for getting injured, she likes healing your wounds

-she’ll press a kiss to the area after she heals it

-sometimes you’ll cut your lip just so she has an excuse to kiss you

-will gladly murder anyone who upsets you or makes you uncomfy

-she’s so fucking badass and cute i love her

SHIN

-this guy’s gonna be a bit harder to write for but here we go

-meeting you, he didn’t really think much of you, just another cleaner to help him and noi

-though, as he spent more time with you, he starting getting more intrigued

-the way you fought against other humans, your magic, the satisfied look in your eyes as you looked down at the carcasses of those you experimented on

-it would leave him smiling to himself unknowingly

-he would try to protect you during dangerous situations, even when he knew you were capable to fending for yourself

-he liked the look on your face as you stammered a thank you with red cheeks

-when he realized his attraction towards you, he was flustered and confused

-he didn’t want to confide in anyone, seeing as how he thought he would be teased and mocked for falling for someone he worked with

-surprise surprise, people knew

-noi was the first to encourage him to tell you how he felt

- “don’t be a pussy, senpai! just tell them!”

-he told himself he could just shake off the feelings if he never told you

-but those feelings only got stronger

-so after a year, he decided to tell you

- “hey, look, i, um, fuck, i-”

- “HE LIKES YOU! YOU SHOULD TOTALLY GO OUT WITH HIM!” - “GOD DAMNIT NOI-”

-he was surprised when you accepted his feelings and agreed to be his lover, but happy nonetheless

-dates with him are usually just chilling when you guys don’t have a mission, his arms wrapped around you while you both are on his bed just enjoying each other’s company

-his kisses are soft and simple, he doesn’t wanna hurt you since he’s a total fucking beefcake who tears people apart with a hammer but he loves you too much to not be careful

-not big on pda, but will let you hold his hand or his arm

-he secretly likes when you hold onto him, it shows him you love his and his face gets hella red underneath his organ shaped mask

-he’ll give you his blazer jacket thing when you’re cold, it’s warm and he adores the way you look

-give this guy a kiss he deserves it

FUJITA

-this is where i get excited.

-this boy is such a simp and it’s obvious

-before you started dating, he would go out of his way to compliment you and your magic, he’d get flustered when you smiled at him, he’d stare at you with a stupid smile on his face whenever you weren’t looking

-everyone pretty much knew he was in love with you, unfortunately including ebisu

-the shorter girl would tease him SO much about his crush on you

- “fujita’s staring at y/n again! he liiiikes theeeemmm”

- “shut the fuck up ebisu-”

-you protected him from guys who were harassing him in the hole once and he was smitten

-the annoyed expression you bore as you looked down at their bodies, standing above them and his form before you looked at him and smiled

-his heart was beating and his face was more red than shin’s mask

-your friendship contained a lot of back and forth banter, the two of you had a lot of chemistry, which only made his feelings harder to contain

-just the thought of you made him happy

-when he asked you to be his lover, he told you privately with a bouquet of dying flowers in his hands

-getting ready to ask you out, he was worried that you would reject him because he was so weak

-he almost chickened out of telling you, but he knew he had to confess some time or another. so he looked down at the ground with the flowers held out to you

- “i’m in love with you, y/n! please accept my feelings and let me take you out!”

-the latter statement made you think he wanted to kill you, but you smiled and accepted anyway

-he was so happy and relieved you didn’t reject him, he felt adored and wanted for once

-dating him is fun, you still keep the playful banter but now you’re can be affectionate like those dumb rom com couples that actually last longer than two weeks

-he gets easily flustered whenever you hold his hand or kiss him, but it doesn’t mean he doesn’t like the gestures

-whenever he’s feeling insecure about his magic, he comes to you to vent. he’s happy knowing that you’re there for him and he lets you vent to him as well

-dates with him are a mix of chill and adrenaline rushing

-one day, he’ll be resting his head on your thighs as you play with his hair and admire each other, the next you’re running from the cops hand in hand after robbing a shop

-he tries to be confident in his kisses, but often ends up clashing teeth, so he lets you initiate them. he melts whenever you kiss him

-little spoon energy

-he likes holding onto your hand or your waist when you’re around other people, he’ll even kiss your knuckles as well just to show others you’re taken

-he lets you wear his hat when you’re alone, since his heart stops and he becomes overly flustered whenever he sees you wearing his clothes

-bro thanks the devils every day for blessing him with such a cool s/o

-his mask is dumb but i would totally marry him, 10/10 boy i love him

CHOTA

-motherfucker would sacrifice you to the devils for a conversation with en

-could not give two shits about you

-sorry, he’s an en simp-

TURKEY

-TURKEY MY DARLING

-meeting her, you were extremely intrigued by her magic

-when you smiled at the scent of freshly cooked food, she couldn’t look away for a whole minute

-when she would make her dolls and you’d watch, she would always look forward to your excited reactions and praises

-the more time you spent with the cook, the more smitten she became over you

-she figured out a lot about you. mostly your favourite hobbies and foods tbh but she wanted to know you as best she could before persuing you

-she created a doll of you just so she could practice her confession

- “how do i approach them, er, you? do i act all confident or do i be myself or do i snort a line of coke and then tell you that i dream about you every single night?”

-the doll was confused and didn’t help her, so she killed it

-when you visited her once again, she decided to tell you her feelings

-she made your favourite dessert and offered it to you

- “I’ve grown feelings for you, please accept my confession.”

-she didn’t have her mask on, which allowed you to see her smile and the red tint on her cheeks

-you accepted, of course, and gave her a kiss while you took the dessert from her hands

-she couldn’t be happier

-you began visiting her more often, helping her with cooking her dolls at times

-whenever you passed by her or she needed something from you, you two would sneak in a kiss before continuing your work

-you tried eating her mask once, to which she smacked you upside the head

-picnic dates picnic dates picnic dates pic-

-doesn’t mind being affectionate towards you in front of others, but prefers private affection since it feels more meaningful

-this woman will not let you starve. you haven’t eaten yet? here she comes with a knife and a whole four course meal in her hands

-she gets scary when others try to hit on her darling. will not hesitate to throw her blade at them

-she’s so underrated for no reason man.

<3

[nana-is-loading]

can I request headcanons for fujita dorohedoro x reader? 👉👈

A fellow Fujita simp??! He’s such a cutie omg. I hope i did him justice! ^^ 💕

Fujita x Reader relationship hcs

“Y/N wait for me!” He cried out while you walked ahead. Giggling, you said and started running “No way you’re too slow!”

Your relationship with Fujita contains a lot of playful banter, along with back and forth teasing

He’d get so flustered if you grabbed his hand to hold it. It wouldn’t be just with handholding either, he gets flustered by a kiss, a hug, anything really

He also really likes to cuddle. Please let this man be little spoon, it gives him a sense of safety and comfort

While you guys cuddle, he has a tendency to just let it all out. Maybe crying or just vent/ranting

You’re his shoulder to cry on and he lets you vent to him whenever you need to. He cares about your feelings and he doesn’t want you bottling everything up

When it comes to PDA, he isn’t really that big on it. If it’s in front of En, no way— he wouldn’t even let you touch him. En wouldn’t mind but Fujita thinks he’d kill him

If it’s not in front of En: he’s okay with handholding and a few kisses here and there but nothing more really

He counts on you to take care of him when he’s hurt.

Despite saying he can defend himself, he also really wants you to stand up for him at times

He would totally let you wear his clothing as sleepwear. His shirt is so soft especially. It even helps you fall asleep. He definitely has big sweaters you can borrow if you like his clothing

I assume he’s a little more protective of you than he is with Ebisu though. Of course he trusts you but, he doesn’t want you to get hurt

[isitlunchyet]

(oh and I meant to add: adult Drhdr charas only please! ~Leo+isfp anon 💖)

*150 followers milestone: matchups*

you do sound like an amazing dumb big-hearted baby, hehe :) thank you for your request. you did not specify whether you wanted to be matched with a friend or a partner, so i took it upon myself to assign you a pardner. i feel like your match would be...

Fujita!

Fujita is a chaotic mess. sometimes he’s slow, sometimes he’s clumsy, sometimes he lets anxiety take over, and the latter is something both of you can help each other with. Fujita secretly needs someone by his side to calm him down, that he can take care of as well. your kindness and generosity would make him fall in love with you at the first sight, and the amount of fun he’d have with your quirky antics is simply incomprehensible. i imagine you two would tiptoe around each other for a bit before realizing that you’re the perfect match. Fujita would never be the one to watch you from the distance, though. he might be awkward and shy sometimes (hey, just like you!), however he’s brave enough to go over there and ask you about those cool weird things you craft in your spare time. judging by certain chapters i feel like a trip to a theme park or a baseball game together could become of the most cherished memories of his. your goofy smile that is reserved for those who you trust would make him feel both proud of himself and happy to finally be comfortable and loved at the same time.

[onecantsimply]

Hi! Was on the prowl for Dorohedoro accs and found you! If your requests are still open and you’re up to it I’d love to get a Fujita with a very cuddly and doting sorceress s/o. I’m a fem but any pronouns work! Thank you in advance and I hope you’re doing well 🖤🖤🖤

Oh Hell, I know Fujita would love cuddles- He seems like a person to really crave the doting because of Matsumura-

-

“… (Y/n), I have to vent!” The door opened.

“What is it now?” Fujita was quickly pulled into the building before the door slammed shut. The lock gently clicked.

“Matsumura died, and I couldn’t do anything to stop it!” Fujita immediately clung to (Y/n) while they laid down on the couch.

“From what?” They questioned.

“Some bastards in the Hole!” (Y/n) sighed faintly.

“Man, did it really get that bad in there?” They questioned.

“Yeah…” Fujita heard (Y/n) sigh. They gently grabbed their phone.

“Want to go to En for help?” Fujita sniffled.

“Not now… I need comfort.” He mumbled. A hand was placed over his head.

“Okay then. Well, if it got that bad, I don’t think that you saving Matsumura was an option.” (Y/n) gently pat Fujita’s back with their other hand. “Still, I don’t think the option of you dying was supposed to be present if you were here.”

“I almost died. I got kicked in the face!” (Y/n) clenched slightly tighter.

“Who? Who the hell did it? I’m throwing hands. I’m throwing feet.” (Y/n) made Fujita look at them.

“The woman accompanying the lizard guy!”

“I’ll at least beat her up.” (Y/n) mumbled. They then pat Fujita’s head again. “Anyone who’s hurting Fujita is gon get hurt too.” The male softly whined before laying his head down on (Y/n)’s chest.

“How are we gonna contact Mr. En?” Fujita mumbled.

“Phone call. I’ve been connected to the guy a few times, so I can get him on the line for at least a few minutes.” Fujita sighed.

“God send…” He mumbled.

“Whatever. I kind of doubt that the mushroom fanatic can really do anything other than shift things into mushrooms and take care of that garden of his.” (Y/n) grabbed the phone again. “You’re talking to him though.” Fujita jolted while (Y/n) pushed some numbers. They then got comfy while they line rung.

“Why do you even have a connection to the Family?” Fujita mumbled.

“I’m the gay bird’s sibling.” The male looked at (Y/n) with an arched eyebrow, seeing them not even cracking an emotion or a second to explain things. “Just think of my Magic. That should be enough.” Fujita slowly nodded.

“… Okay then.”

[war-dawrgz]

clark connors x ftm!reader | what he don't know

minors dni [16+]

word count| 2,027

warnings| Bathroom Sex, Public Sex, Caught, Degradation, Vaginal Sex, Unprotected Sex

p.s| I was very very high when I wrote this and did not check it over

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

You are chatting with Tito, Zack Sabre Jr, Kosei Fujita, and Shane Haste when Clark comes up to you, putting your drink on the table next to Tito, grabbing your hand and pulling you away from the group without saying a word. You can hear Zack chuckling about how your pup got needy as you are pulled away. You try to question him but he glares at you once and you immediately shut up. He pulls you through the crowd of the bar, leading you to god knows where. He pulls you into the men’s restroom, not even bothering to lock the door or pulling you into a stall. He pins you against the counter where the sinks and mirrors are, glaring dangerously at you.

“What was that?” His voice is low, you can tell that it is full of anger but you don’t know why.

“What was what?” You ask softly, trying not to feel turned on by the look that he is giving you. 

“You know what I’m talking about. Cozying up with Fooj… Fooj of all people.” You can’t help but chuckle softly causing Clark to grab your jaw and force you to look at him. “It’s not fucking funny.”

“It’s not like that, Clarkie. I was just chatting with them, haven’t seen them in a while. We were just catching up.” Clark lets out a low growl, “What? You know something that I don’t?” 

Clark doesn’t respond, instead he licks your neck, instantly shutting off your brain. He smirks before littering small hickeys on your neck. Your hands curl around his shirt, trying to pull him closer. He growls against your skin, 

“Gonna show that fucking kid that you’re mine.” You nod excitedly, not entirely sure what he means. He sucks a dark hickey right in the middle of your neck, right where everyone will see it. You try to warn Clark about leaving too many marks but it falls on deaf ears. He keeps sucking marks on your neck before biting right where your shoulder connects to your neck. You yelp at the pain, grabbing at Clark to pull him away but he stands his ground. 

“Cl-Clark.” You whine out, he pulls away from your neck, smirking as he looks at you.

“Yes, sweetheart?” He can’t help the cocky smile that plays on his lips, he knows that you are right where he wants you. 

“Need you.” His smile only grows, 

“You have me.” 

“Come on, Clark. Please, I need you.. Bad.” He pecks your lips, giving into you. He quickly pulls off your shirt, shoving it into his pocket so it stays clean. Next he pulls your pants and boxers, letting them pool at your feet. You drop your hands to the waistband of his pants and try to get them undone when he flips you over, bending you over the counter. You blush dark red, whining at how easy it is for him to manhandle you. You hear the familiar sound of Clark undoing his belt, you look in the mirror to see Clark staring at you. He moves to the side so you can see him smoothly pull his belt from his pants in one swift movement. You put your hands behind your back thinking he wants to tie your hands together with the belt but he just smirks at you. He puts his belt around your neck, pulling it so it resembles a collar and leash. You whine as you look at him through the mirror, his smirk only grows as he gets behind you. He pulls his pants and boxers down to below his knees, pulling on the belt harshly to pull your head back. 

You whine, hands flying to the edge of the sink to stabilize yourself. Clark chuckles as he rubs his cock along your sex. A high pitched whimper leaves your throat as he teases you. He pushes into you oh so slowly, smirking at you in the mirror. 

“Please Clark.”

“What do you need, angel?” You moan at the pet name, one of your hands flying to your face to guard your flushing cheeks. 

“Just hurry the fuck up.” Clark tugs on the belt hard, you whimper as it tightens around your throat.

“Language pup. Or is that another reminder I need to fuck into you.” You quickly shake your head, whispering out a soft apology. Clark kisses your shoulder, “Good boy.” 

He puts his other hand on your hip, rubbing it gently before thrusting into you. Your eyes widen, your mouth falling open with a loud moan as he bottoms out in you in one go. You claw at the sink, whining Clark’s name. He doesn’t give you a moment to think before starting to thrust into you, fast and hard. You try your best not to look Clark in the eye but every time that you look away he tugs on the belt. 

“There we go. Keep those pretty little eyes on me.” You can’t help but smile at the sound of his voice. You clench around his cock as you study him in the mirror, you think he looks fucking godly. His hair is half-up half-down, his eyes are darkened with lust, his lip is nestled between his teeth, and his arms. Fuck his arms. He has the belt wrapped around his hand once, pulling it taut, his biceps are flexed. 

“F-fucking shit.” You are pulled out of your staring session as he hits your g-spot. He smirks at you, repositioning his hips so he can hit that spot with every thrust. “Fuck yes, Clark.”

Neither of you care if you are loud, forgetting that you didn’t lock the door. You moan loudly as Clark smacks your ass hard. He smiles widely as he sees his red handprint on your otherwise flawless skin. He gently rubs your ass to soothe it, you whine softly at the gesture. You clench around his cock again, your moans getting higher in pitch, and much louder. A tell tale sign that you are close to coming but Clark doesn’t stop. In fact he wraps the belt around his hand one more time, putting his hand on the back of your neck and forcing you head onto the counter. He pounds into you with an inhumane amount of strength and speed. 

You are so caught up in how Clark is making you feel that you don’t notice Gabe slipping into the bathroom. Clark meets Gabe’s eyes through the mirror, smirking at the younger man. Clark leans down over you, pressing you further into the counter, growling loud enough for Gabe to hear.

“Look at that, soon enough everyone’s gonna know that you’re nothing more than my bitch.” You whine at his words, not understanding what he means cause you still haven’t noticed Gabe. So Clark lets go of the belt and grabs your hair, forcing you head to see Gabe. Your cheeks flush bright red and you try to turn away from his gaze but Clark smirks, pinning your head in place. “Unless you think Kidd can keep a secret.” 

“P-Please.” Is the only thing that you manage to get out. Both men think you are talking to Gabe so they nod at you to continue. You clench hard around Clark’s cock, whimpering loudly. “C-Clark, ple-please.” Clark smirks down at you as he realizes what you are asking for. He tightens his hand on the back of your neck, chuckling darkly.

“Here you are moments away from having your reputation destroyed and the only thing you can think about is coming?” Gabe chuckles with Clark. Clark leans down, a snarl painted on his face. “Pathetic.” He spits out.

You whine out, unable to control yourself. You tremble under Clark, clenching continuously around his cock as you come hard. Gabe can’t stop the small moan that slips from his lips as he watches you fall apart completely under the person that he thought you have been domming for 4 months. Clark doesn’t thrusting into you as he cackles at you,

“Stupid fucking mutt.” You moan loudly, nearly coming again just from that. Gabe can’t help but chuckle, all of this time he thought that you were fucking Clark, that you were overpowering him, dominating him. But this whole time you’ve been nothing but a bitch for Clark. You try to lift your head, the cold marble of the counter becoming uncomfortable. But Clark pushes your head down hard, growling.

“Stay fucking put, bitch.” You whimper and nod as best as you can. Even through the mirror you can tell that Gabe is rock hard in his jeans. Your eyes glaze over from the pleasure as you think about Gabe fucking you. Clark can tell that you are fucked out and in your own little world but he isn’t stopping until he cums in you. Your lips spread into a smile as you think about Clark and Gabe double teaming you. Before you can stop yourself, you moan out a soft,

“D-daddy!” Clark bites down on your shoulder hard to stop from moaning loudly as he cums deep inside of you. Gabe isn’t as lucky, he lets out an audible growl and steps towards you and Clark. You giggle as you relax under Clark, your body warm from the inside out. Clark notices Gabe moving closer and he snaps, growling at the younger man to back off. Gabe puts his hands up and stops moving. 

You gently wiggle your hips, Clark gets the message and pulls out of you. He doesn’t bother cleaning up himself before pulling his pants back up. He gently flips you around, taking the belt off from around your neck. You giggle as he kisses all of the marks that he left on your neck, his beard gently scratching you in a way that makes you feel loved. He grabs some toilet paper to clean you up, you thank him softly as he spreads your legs and cleans your sex. Clark throws the toilet paper out before coming back to you and helping you pull up your pants. Then he pulls out your shirt and helps you get that on as well. Once both of you look presentable you turn to Gabe, a sheepish look on your face.

“‘M really sorry that you saw that Gabe.” You take a step toward him and he blushes bright red, taking a small step back, hands guarding his erection. Clark comes to your side, putting his arm around your shoulder,

“Don’t think you have to apologize, darlin. Gabriel clearly enjoyed the show.” He smirks at the younger man before kissing your neck. “Now why don’t we give him a minute to sort himself out?” 

Gabe whimpers so softly that you think you imagined it. Clark leads you to the door, clapping Gabe on the shoulder before he rushes into a stall. You wait outside the bathroom, telling Clark that he can go back to the table if he wants. Clark kisses your cheeks and promises you to have a new cocktail waiting at the table. You surprisingly don’t have to wait too long for Gabe, he comes out of the bathroom, adjusting his pants. He doesn’t notice you until you are pinning him against the hallway wall. It takes him a minute to register what is happening and who is in front of him but when he does, he smirks down at you. Before you can think he has you flipped around so you are pinned against the wall, looking up at him.

“There we go, think this is much more suitable for you.” You whimper softly. Shaking your head gently to clear your not so pure thoughts. 

“G-Gabe.” You squeak out, he nods at you to continue. “Please don’t tell the others. I can’t let them know.” He leans down and for a minute you think he is going to kiss you but at the last minute he pulls away chuckling,

“Don’t worry sweetheart, your secret is safe with me.” He smirks as he turns and makes his way back to the main area of the bar, leaving you in shock next to the bathroom.

[lu-dao-writes]

Eyes (Ezekiel)

Summary: 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛...

A/N: A mermay post with my big lizard boi :3 during his blond phase. Another mermay post will come out soon with another oc, so keep an eye out for it! (Edited on 04/19/2022: Artwork made by my bestie @theregoesgregg)

You find yourself struggling to look away. Your heart steadily beating faster and faster, your palms beginning to dampen with sweat, your mind racing with endless thoughts. Are you seeing things? Are there really eyes peering at you from the lotus pond? Are you perhaps dreaming? Did you fall and hit your head?

You can’t tell.

You pinch yourself without looking away, and sure enough you’re still here about to cross the bridge.

The eyes are dark and piercing, and focused directly at you. Shockingly enough they were not filled with malintent, but with mild curiosity and caution. Whoever it is hasn’t moved closer, not yet anyways. He (what you believe the being is) has a head full of shiny, golden hair, sun kissed brown skin, and.. Red fins on the side of his head??

What on earth are you-?

You blink and suddenly all you see is a beautiful red and gold tail and then there’s nothing. The pond is temporarily disturbed before going calm once more.

Was that a mermaid you just saw..?

[plusultrabitchez]

Sooooo are you guys ready for the new Just Friends chapter later today?

[shizuzuzuku]

h/c on tatara, gaju, sengoku missing their s/o, let's say she's a dancer and have to perform in another county? Maybe ballet or she's a model, just she's away for now 😍😍 THANK YOU OMO

Kaname• Tries to keep you from leaving• Does little things like hiding your keys or phone to make you stay• When you go the two of you talk whenever possible • Video chatting or texting• He’ll send you presents very now and then• Things like teddy bears, plushies, candies with a note attached saying “eat me;)”• Just things to remind you that he’s thinking about you • If your performance is being broadcasted he’ll make sure to hole up and watch the entire thing beginning to end• He’ll also call you when it’s over to tell you how amazing it was and how you should hurry home for your reward • If it’s not broadcasted you’ll get someone to record it or video call him live so that he still won’t miss out• When you finally come home he doesn’t let go of you for a solid hour • You nearly drag him to the bathroom

Gaju• Probably will try to go with you• That way he doesn’t have to miss you and could go to all of your performances • He’d give you flowers and other gifts like plushies when you come off stage so everyone could see that you’re his girl• If he can’t go with you, he’ll pout the entire time• When you go he’ll call you every day and send you texts throughout the day • Even if it’s for the simplest things • Like calling just because he wanted to hear your voice• Sometimes he’ll even call for a more intimate conversation *wink*• Since he can’t be there in the flesh, he’ll do his best to talk you through it yourself• When you finally get home he makes sure to make up for all the list time

Tatara • Is actually happy that you have the opportunity to perform abroad• He knows that it’s a big deal and wouldn’t come again so easily if you missed it• He loves watching you strive and won’t admit how sad he actually is to see you go• He doesn’t wanna make you feel bad about leaving• He’ll do something cheesy like make you a good luck charm to carry around with you and to remind you of him while you were gone• 10/10 calls you every night when you both are finished with the day to unwind and just talk• It melts your heart when he says how much he misses you• He’s so cute it makes you wanna come back early but he talks you out of it when he says how much he’s looking forward to your performance • You make sure to put on your best show knowing that he’s watching• So much cuddling when you get back and he’ll definitely treat you to a home cooked meal

[queer-and-dear-books]

Title: Autoboyography

Author: Christina Lauren

Genre: YA Fiction | Romance | Friendship | Drama | Religion | LGBTQ+

Content Warnings: Homophobia

Overall Rating: 9.8/10

Personal Opinion: The slow prose style of this book is utterly enchanting. That is the best word I can use to describe this book. I was completely enraptured by Tanner’s POV and the evocative ways he described falling for Sebastian. But the best part is that Sebastian got to see it too. He read what we read. He felt what Tanner felt. It’s so romantic, so captivating, and so impossible to put this book down once you start reading it.

Couple Classification: Tanner Scott X Sebastian Brother = Nerd X Prep

Do I Own This Book? No but I wouldn’t mind owning it.

Spoilers Below For My Likes & Dislikes:

Likes:

- The slow prose style of this novel is utterly enchanting. I was enraptured in the details that the author gave us and the passionate and warm and aggravating feelings that Sebastian ignited within Tanner truly translated to me, the reader, as well. It was like I could feel it all. The pain and the joy that Tann experienced when falling for the son of the bishop. It was evocative and powerful. I adored it.

- Tanner’s family is incredible. I would be embarrassed by the extremeness of their support too but the fact that he really does understand how lucky he is to have such a supportive family is honestly refreshing. He’s so open with his parents and tries to be honest as much as possible without breaking his promise to Sebastian. And even his relationship with his sister, Hailey, felt realistic but also filled with unconditional love. They tease each other, they poke fun at each other, but they’re there for each other at the end of the day too. But it’s the way Tanner’s mom and dad had such real reasons for wanting to protect their son from falling for the wrong boy that really made me fall in love with them. I tend to roll my eyes whenever a parent tries to warn their children about entering a relationship that’ll lead to heartbreak in their own opinion, but I understood. They have this open dialogue with their son and they want him to be happy but safe. I think that’s what makes them parents to love in this book.

- Autumn is such a good friend to Tanner too. At the start, I was honestly skeptical that that would be the case given how much she rails on him for his laziness. But as the story went on and we saw her protective side more, I began to truly understand what Tanner meant when he said they were each other’s safe spaces. They can really tell each other anything. And I love how they both felt apologetic after they had sex, how they both worried about having taken advantage of the other. It gave Autumn the real clarity that he didn’t love her and it helped Tanner forget his pain for a moment. And then, the biggest surprise of them all, they talked about it the next day! They didn’t wait for weeks as the awkwardness festered between them. They had a talk and they wanted things to be normal and they didn’t want to forget that it happened, they just wanted to move on. And then Autumn, who had loved Tanner, went to Sebastian’s house and gave him Tanner’s story. She was there for Tanner and she wanted to fix this huge mess because Sebastian was being stubborn and dumb and I appreciate her so much for taking that initiative.

- Mr. Fujita is such a good man too. Firstly, the man is Asian so it’s a win in my book since this is freaking Mormon Central, Utah where there’s a ton of white folks everywhere. Onto the real stuff, I love how Fujita knew that Tanner had written a lot. I love that he knew Tanner had written from the heart. And I love that Fujita not only wants it published but he wants it to have a proper ending too. He mentioned that he saw a lot of kids like Tanner and Sebastian and the author mentioned being a counselor at a junior high and seeing kids like that too. So obviously, Fujita was based on their experiences. So that means Fujita has been a confidant for LGBTQ students to come out and the only thing he wants for them is to be happy. And I respect that so goddamn much. Love him. I so wish he had been my teacher.

- Manny is great too. He’s so openly supportive about Tann’s bisexuality and Sebastian’s gayness. He doesn’t have to be so loud about it though. My god, the poor kid basically outed Tanner to Autumn and then almost did the same to Sebastian. At least he’s a nice guy who supports them. He’s also a POC so… thank gosh he’s a good egg.

- I think what is great about this book is that it doesn’t set out to villify organized religion. Yes, there are beliefs in Mormonism that made Sebastian feel isolated and trapped but there is also so much in religion that makes him feel connected to his community. To the universe. To God. He’s such a good person because of his faith. He likes to help people and likes to make lives better because he was raised Mormon. That is and always will be an essential part of him. Did it make a couple of scenes difficult to read? Yes. But I love that this book set out to show how religion shaped Sebastian but also hurt him. I think what was truly amazing was that it gave Sebastian a lot of room to grow. At the start, he was adamant that he was not gay. Because his faith made it impossible for him to acknowledge that part of him. When he finally came to terms with it and uttered the words, “I’m totally gay,” to Tanner, I too felt so fucking proud. 

- Tanner’s mushy poems about how much he loved Sebastian made my heart soar. The one about loving a soldier on the other side really hit me in a tender spot because it was just so romantic and so impactful. And it was like a prelude to the inevitable fall. But for that little moment, I felt how much they had fallen for each other.

- Then we have Sebastian’s notes that he passed to Tanner in class while pretending to be helping Tanner with his book, they were so romantic. Filled with so much passion. I loved how you could tell that neither boy could stop thinking about the other no matter how hard they tried. It makes me fully understand why they were so attracted to one another. Why Tanner went to the signing and why Sebastian abandoned his mission and went to UCLA to find Tanner. That epilogue was truly something else.

- I just absolutely adore that Sebastian didn’t try to stop Tanner from writing it as an autobiography. And then he got to read it from beginning to end, seeing the way Tanner saw him. Alexa play POV by Ariana Grande.

Dislikes:

- Fuck Sebastian’s family. Mainly his parents and his sister, Lizzy. How fucking dare they isolate him for even just hypothetically coming out to them. The disgust I felt when he confessed that they stopped talking to him was just immense. I want to protect him so badly from his family.

- The scene where Tanner was waiting in line and we suddenly go into future tense where it’s implied that he gets his book signed and then never actually sees Sebastian again hurt me. I felt scammed. The epilogue does help relieve my pain but when I read that, I almost quit right there because I could not stand the idea of those two not resolving their issues. Speaking of which, I am so relieved that Sebastian said he was going to work hard for Tanner’s forgiveness in the epilogue because damn, Tanner was really going through it at the time. But I am relieved Tanner had Autumn and Breckin.

- Tanner and Autumn had sex. I am… disgusted. I’m just glad that they admitted it was wrong and that Autumn was able to get it out of her system so she could see Tanner as just a friend. Not only that but the fact that Tanner got a chance to talk to Sebastian about it was a great scene too. He did not have to do that and they were technically broken up but yes, I love that there was actual fucking communication happening in this book between the characters.

- There is a tiny inconsistency in this book that I don’t get. So early on in the book, Tanner’s dad is confirmed to dislike cars since he lost people in accidents. It’s clear that it’s a sore spot for him too because he actually fought with his wife about the idea of buying Tanner a car. In the epilogue, when they go to LA, it’s briefly mentioned that Tanner’s dad is the one driving. And not only is he driving, but he allegedly drives like he’s blind which sounds very dangerous. So to me, that just does not make sense. The guy that fears cars is the one driving and he’s not doing it safely? It’s a tiny inconsistency but it stuck out to me, you know? Because the car accident tidbit felt like it was a significant detail but it just… it just wasn’t.

[gamesandmemeslover]

Fujita x Reader The Escape Part 1

Note: This fanfic is based on the continuations of one of Fujita’s bad endings from the Fandisc of the otome game butterfly's poison blood chains which isn’t localised. 

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"Princess here are the papers" A maid walked up to me with two sheets of papers in her hands. Those were divorce papers which has not been easy to get and also have my brother to sign them as well. That's right I'm divorcing my husband Junichi Shiba, it all started when he came home after his long trip in Europe. He brought me to our bedroom, one thing led to another and we were making love. He pushed me so I was facing the window having my breasts exposed. He told me to look down and there I was Fujita looking up to us, I was so embarrassed having him see me like this with Shiba. Kyoko who is an old family friend suddenly appeard and started talking to Fujita and touching him. I was furious seeing the man I truly loved being touched by another woman.

  "I don't think Fujita is interested in you anymore so you might as well get over him" Shiba said.

I couldn't help but feel like this was a set up made by Shiba and Kyoko trying to seperate me and Fujita. I knew Shiba didn't like the idea of me having Fujita as my 2nd lover but that was my condition to accept his marriage proposal. Soceity wouldn't accept me a noble woman being together with a butler so me and Fujita decided that this was the only way for us to stay together. Shiba added the condition that Fujita is not allowed to touch me before I gave birth to our children. Me and Fujita kept the end of the deal but from that day when I saw Fujita with Kyoko, Shiba broke our deal. Before leaving for his next trip to Osaka he kept telling me that Fujita will quit working here and work for Kyoko instead. At one point I almost believed him but kept thinking about all the times how Fujita acted around Kyoko when we were still living at the Nomiya estate. I never saw any moments of them being together Fujita treated her like any of our guests. But after that day I felt awkward around Fujita so whenever I needed help I asked another servant. In order to not make Shiba suspicious I only started looking into how to file for divorce when he left for Osaka. One of the servants had recently been divorced from her now ex husband helped me a lot to get the papers. and they were now finally here. As long as I had my brother signed them Shiba would have no choice but to accept the divorce. I brought the papers to our shared bedroom and signed them too. After that I brought a suitcase and packed all of my things and then walked out of the bedroom to fetch Fujita. I spotted him and called him, he looked very surprised to hear me call his name and hurried to my side.

"Yes princess?" He said in his normal voice

"Come here" I motioned him to follow me back to the bedroom

"Is it really okay?" he asked looking nervous

"Come on!" I whispered and pulled him insice and closed the door "I have one question and I need you to answer truthfully" I said and took a deep breath Fujita was impatiently waiting "Are you and Kyoko lovers?"

  "No! No we're not I have never liked her that way! Shiba is trying to tear us apart by making me quit my job here" Fujita's tone was desperate and a bit angry, it's as if he was waiting to have his conversation for a while but didn't know when to bring it up.

"Thank goodness" I sighed in relief and hugged him

"Princess?" Fujita hugged me back it felt so good to finally be in his big and warm embrace

"I knew it! Shiba was just lying I also think he is trying to seperate us that's why I" I went to get the papers and handed them to him to see. His purple eyes widened in surpise "You want to divorce him?"

"Correct" I said

"Princess.. you can't" Fujita sighed

"Why not?" I asked

"Because you and I have been intimate throughout your marriage Shiba will used that against you and the court will reject it, that's a law" Fujita explained. My heart dropped, how could I not know this? All I wanted was to remove that man from my life. I silently sat down on the bed and Fujita joined me holding my hand.

"I'm sorry" He said in a low voice

"It doesn't matter...I still want to run away from here. So this is my second question, do you want to leave this place with me?" I looked up at him

"Of course I go whereever you go" Fujita smiled

  "Thank you" I smiled back and pecked his lips before I brought out the suitcase I had under the bed. I put it on my bed and opened it to get one of my kimonos to change into.

"Can you help me with the buttons on this dress?" I asked Fujita, he immediately stood up and loosened them up.

  "Princess" Fujita blushed as I stripped out of the dress

"You can look as much as you want" I giigled and put on my Kimono "Okay let's go to your room and pack"

"Wait will you not even leave him a letter?" Fujita asked, I was surprised by his question I only thought about leaving one of the divorce papers.

"You're right I should" I quickly sat down at the desk and wrote a note writing about how I will always love Fujita, writing how Shiba is trying to make Fujita leave but also ask him to divorce him and he will keep the children. I ended up putting the divorce papers on the desk anyway. Even if he will not want to divorce now he will probably change his mind eventually when he realises that I won't come back. We left for Fujita's room and packed his belongings in my suitcase once I closed it after packing his last item we hear the sound of a car. We looked at each other in panic, Fujita sneaked up to his window "Shiba's back" he whispered.