#miyabi x reader

[frickingnerd]

yandere miyabi

pairing: miyabi x gn!reader

tags: devoted & supportive!miyabi, fluff with angsty undertones

miyabi loves you more than anything or anyone else in her life!

she's deeply in love with you and cares about you so much, that you become her sole reason for living

she's very devoted to you and her only wish is for you to be happy!

miyabi will choose your happiness over hers every time!

she's more than willing to put her own happiness aside and do anything in her power to help you be happy

even if she has to help you ask out someone else, she'll happily do it, if it means you'll be happy!

you really are the best thing in her life and being part of your life is all she could ever ask for!

as long as you're in her life, it doesn't matter if you're dating someone else

all that matters is that miyabi gets to be close to you and see you smile every day…

[odue-sp]

Miyabi Hanasaki x Male Reader

He's so sweet- there aren't many clips that I could find in English. So he might be ooc. I tried my best!

It was surprisingingly a calm day, M/n was doing some shopping as he ran out of his favorite snack. He strolled around a bit at the small park before sitting down and biting into one of his many snacks. He nibbled on the pastry before a hand reached over, snatching his precious snack from his mouth.

"Huh?" M/n nearly cursed before seeing the familiar golden yellow eyes... With an innocent smile before hurrying to eat the snack before his lover could remember why he was annoyed. Miyabi knew that M/n had a weakness for pretty people... Thankfully, Miyabi had a drastic affect. "Miyabi," the h/c male gave a light glare before the red head leaned down. "Yes, M/n-chan?" His eyes staring deeply into the other's.

"My... Snack." M/n whispered feeling flustered. "Ah? Sorry, want a taste?" Hand grabbed the back of his head gently before kissing M/n deeply. The slow kisses made him forget about the snack.

You softly whine feeling the kiss become deeper, his hand carefully playing with your hair before he slowly pulls away. His eyes showed happiness knowing that you were so easily calmed by just simple kissing. His fingers tangled in your hair. "Kiss... Kiss me more, Miyabi." You whispered desperate for more of the other who smiled as he felt the eager kisses on his neck.

Slowly giving in. His lips return to yours, his hands caressing your face before pushing to the seat of the bench. "That's enough," he could feel his stamina weakening. You quickly notice and sit up with a worried look. "Let's hurry home, M/n-chan." He smiled tiredly and walked away.

"Miyabi, hold on." You rushed over to his side and took his hand to hold. "Shh. Don't worry. We have a lot of snacks for you to taste." He stuck out his tongue. You stared before nodding. "Miyabi, one kiss?" He let's out a small huff of amusement. "Just one."

[vexieeeee]

Holostars JP Masterlist

(f) - fluff, (a) - angst, (af) - angst + fluff, (s) - smut

1st Generation:

Hanasaki Miyabi:

Nothing yet...

Kanade Izuru:

Nothing yet...

Arurandeisu:

Nothing yet...

Rikka:

Nothing yet...

2nd Generation:

Astel Leda:

Nothing yet...

Kishido Temma:

Nothing yet...

Yukoku Roberu:

Nothing yet...

3rd Generation:

Kageyama Shien:

Nothing yet...

Aragami Oga:

Nothing yet...

4th Generation:

Yatogami Fuma:

Nothing yet...

Utsugi Uyu:

Nothing yet...

Minase Rio:

Nothing yet...

Hizaki Gamma:

Nothing yet...

[robilover]

🪽 RULES

even if I mostly do SFW fics/headcanons/thirsts/blurbs, you must be 18+.

what I write can either be platonic or romantic.

I can do nsfw/suggestive posts, please read at your own risk.

I do fem!reader by default, but if you want gn!reader or afab!gn!reader, I can still do them! I do not do male!reader, though.

this is an LGBTQ+ safe space and is mostly a wlw/sapphic blog. therefore, strictly NO homophobia, transphobia, or anything that relates to hate to the LGBTQ+.

strictly NO incest, extreme kinks, pedophilia, etc etc.

please be respectful and kind in the asks and comments. I do not tolerate mean behavior.

if you request, please specify the gender or else I might just leave it in my inbox for a while.

I can do poly; character x reader x character. just specify if you want it separately or a poly hc or something.

additional rules are here. + here.

masterlist is under the cut together with the character list!

🪽 For NSFW:

I mostly do dom!character/top!character x sub!reader/bottom!reader.

I don’t mind doing top!reader but I actually just prefer being bottom (sorry guys💔)

again, NO extreme kinks (such as p!ss kink) and weird fetishes.

🪽 DNI IF:

you are homophobic, transphobic, or anything related to that.

you are a hater of genshin, hsr, or wuwa.

you are racist.

you fetishize wlw/women or have weird fetishes in general.

🪽 Character List (female characters):

colored ones are favorites/who I can (mostly) write for!

I will be updating this either way, so..

Genshin Impact

Lumine

Mondstadt:

Jean, Lisa, Fischl, Mona, Rosaria, Eula, Noelle, Sucrose

Liyue:

Beidou, Ningguang, Keqing, Ganyu, Hu Tao, Yanfei, Shenhe, Xinyan, Yun Jin, Yelan, Xianyun

Inazuma:

Kamisato Ayaka, Naganohara Yoimiya, Raiden Shogun/Ei, Kujou Sara, Sangonomiya Kokomi, Yae Miko, Kuki Shinobu, Kirara

Sumeru:

Candace, Nilou, Nahida (platonic), Layla, Faruzan, Dehya

Fontaine:

Lynette, Charlotte, Furina, Navia, Chevreuse, Chiori, Arlecchino, Clorinde

Snezhnaya:

Columbina, La Signora

Honkai Star Rail (HSR)

Astral Express:

Stelle, Himeko, March 7th

Stellaron Hunters:

Kafka, Silver Wolf, Firefly

Herta Space Station:

Herta, Asta, Ruan Mei

Belobog:

Bronya, Seele, Serval, Natasha

Xianzhou Alliance:

Tingyun, Sushang, Qingque, Yukong, Fu Xuan, Jingliu, Guinaifen, Hanya, Xueyi

Interastral Peace Corporation (IPC):

Topaz, Jade

Penacony:

Robin, Sparkle, Black Swan

Cosmic:

Acheron

Wuthering Waves (WUWA)

Female Rover, Yangyang, Baizhi, Chixia, Danjin, Jianxin, Sanhua, Jinhsi, Yinlin, Changli

Zenless Zone Zero (ZZZ)

Belle

Victoria Housekeeping:

Alexandrina Sebastiane (Rina), Ellen Joe

Cunning Hares:

Nicole Demara, Anby Demara, Nekomiya Mana (Nekomata)

Belobog Heavy Industries:

Grace Howard

Sons of Calydon:

Burnice White, Caesar King,

Criminal Investigation Special Response Team (PubSec):

Zhu Yuan, Jane Doe

Obol Squad:

Soldier 11

Section 6:

Hoshimi Miyabi

these are subjected to change. I will add the masterlist as soon as I get motivated to do so.

🪽 Masterlist:

Genshin Impact

Honkai Star Rail

Wuthering Waves

Zenless Zone Zero

[berryunho]

THE ANSWER: XXII

Kim Hongjoong doesn’t like the word ‘cult.’ He prefers ‘sect.’ pairing: ateez x fem reader genre: cult au, thriller, angst check warnings on AO3

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The two days of notice that San gave you before the trip into town pass in the blink of an eye. You spent a lot of your time helping San go over the request lists, trying to sort out what was feasible for the trip that they had planned and what wasn’t.

You, obviously, had never been around the nearest town. You had driven through it to get here, sure, but you hardly had the thought to stop and take a look around. You had been focused on exactly one thing at the time, and that had been Mingi. 

According to San, the ‘town’ isn’t really a town at all. In the government’s eyes, it’s an ‘unincorporated territory,’ which, apparently, so is the land that the farm sits on. Thus, the town doesn’t even have a real name. It’s just… town. And the town did not have all of the fancy amenities that a real town would have. Just a few mom-and-pop type stores and trade workshops. 

For more niche products, the group would have to go further away, to the nearest real civilization. But the group going out today has no plans to go any farther than ‘town,’ and thus you had spent a lot of time asking San the sort of things that they could get, in order to help with the request lists (which were much lengthier than you had expected them to be). 

Basically, they could get their hands on most everyday products, with a few minor exceptions. There’s a grocery store, a general store, a liquor store (of course), a mechanic that doubled as a supply store and a bar, and… that’s it. The town doesn’t serve many patrons, this general area (clearly) being quite unpopulated. San explained that, while the group owns the land for miles surrounding the main complex, the nearest neighbors are all farmers, and the same goes for miles beyond even them. 

So, all of that is really just to say that town is small. And that the resources are limited. So quite a few of the requests were easy enough to completely rule out on your own (you figured the likelihood of one of those stores carrying the Miyabi knives Wooyoung had requested to be very small). By the end of the lists, you felt that you had a pretty good grasp on the types of things available in town. 

Which could come in handy, eventually. 

If anything, at least you know now that there are, in fact, living people that aren’t cult members somewhere in your vicinity. Maybe not your running vicinity… but still nearby enough to give you a small sense of hope. 

If these people are normal, or as normal as a bunch of people that live in the middle of nowhere can be, they must be able to see that something is weird with the commune people. Perhaps the biggest red flag being the whole living on a commune thing. And they aren’t exactly subtle with the religion part, either, with the pins and medallions and everything.

And Hongjoong is an entirely separate type of weird. The type of weird that you can understand just from him looking at you. So, if anything, they must know something is off with him, at least. And, luckily for you (unluckily for town, you suppose), Hongjoong is joining this particular expedition into town.

You can’t imagine that the townspeople like the culties too much. Especially not their obvious leader. 

Maybe, just maybe, they’ll act upon their suspicions.

You won’t count on it, as any hope that someone from the outside world could save you had dwindled away a long time ago. But it’s a nice thought, at least, that you’re not alone in your hatred of Hongjoong. And that that hatred could inspire something in other people that have the ability to do something. 

Anyways, it’s probably not worth dwelling on. 

You return to your senses, taking in the scene around you. 

It’s early morning, so early that Hongjoong had canceled his morning service. The sun is hardly above the horizon, though it’s bright enough that you have to squint as you stand outside with the majority of the other followers. There’s hustle and bustle as the chosen few going into town shuffle about, confirming plans and saying their goodbyes. 

You stand with your hands shoved in the pockets of a jacket that San insisted you wear. You hadn’t thought that you would need it, and you wouldn’t admit it, but he was right. Your fingers are so cold that you almost want gloves, and don’t even get started on your ears. Since when is the fall so… brisk? 

Looking at the positives of the current moment, however, you’re able to forget about how cold you are. You’re alone. For the first time in what must be over a week now. 

By ‘alone,’ you’re not truly alone, but as close as you’ve gotten since your punishment was doled out. There’s people all around you, and you definitely wouldn’t get far if you tried to run, but the three men that have plagued your existence are more than ten feet from you for the first time in forever. 

So you try and appreciate the moment while you have it. Though you’re getting rid of Hongjoong for the day… your alternative isn’t much better. Since San has to go as well, you’re being left with Seonghwa.

You glance around, trying to find Seonghwa’s form in the blinding light of the rising sun. He’s not too hard to find, glued to Hongjoong’s hip as usual. The two are talking, though you couldn’t fathom to guess what about. It seems like a pretty normal conversation from your view. 

But oh how you had pleaded with San to try and convince Hongjoong to leave you with someone else. Literally one of the least pleasant things you could imagine would be being forced to spend an entire day of your life with Seonghwa, a man who is outspoken about his dislike for you, and yet your pleading went nowhere. San assured you that he had asked Hongjoong, but Hongjoong was adamant that you be left with Seonghwa and no one else. 

Even though you wouldn’t be surprised to discover that he has the desire, at least this is a sign that Hongjoong trusts Seonghwa enough to not kill you. That’s promising, right? 

You look around further in an attempt to spot San. It’s a bit… weird to not be with him, you must admit to yourself. You wouldn’t say you miss him, but… it’s disconcerting for him to be out of your range of vision. You stay planted in one spot, turning around to look for him in the crowds of people awaiting the send off. 

No luck. He must have snuck back inside, because he’s definitely nowhere to be seen out in the yard. 

It’s not hard to find another certain someone, however. 

Mingi’s hair is as bright as ever (you wonder in the back of your mind if he had requested more hair dye), and his height certainly sticks out as well. He’s not going into town, you know that for sure, but he socializes with the others as if he is. He floats between groups of people, smiling and laughing and being happy and amazing and sweet… haha. You watch him go to the next group, clapping Yunho on the back as he sneaks up behind him. 

For some reason, Yunho had been invited to join the party in to town. Whatever makes him eligible for the privilege, you have no idea, but you thought it better to not ask. 

A feverish hand lands on your shoulder and you startle, turning to face its owner despite already having a clear idea of who it is. 

Hongjoong is already smiling as you face him, his hand not moving from your shoulder even once you’re fully turned around. His touch is as burning as ever. You slightly jerk your shoulder in an attempt to shake his grasp, but it doesn’t work. 

“It’s a lovely morning, (Y/n).” Hongjoong greets you, and you now notice Seonghwa looming over his shoulder. 

You nod your head, though more out of wanting to placate him than actually agree. 

Hongjoong finally drops his hand, folding his arms over his chest. He glances back at Seonghwa, tilting his head so as to direct him to your side. “As you know, Seonghwa will be watching you while San is gone.” (Seonghwa acts like he practically has to drag himself to stand at your side as Hongjoong says this.) “And I wanted to share with you some of my expectations for your behavior.” 

Jesus. You exercise some serious self control to keep yourself from rolling your eyes or groaning. You keep what you hope is a neutral expression.

“These rules go for both of you.” Hongjoong looks between yourself and Seonghwa. Seonghwa doesn’t stop himself from sighing a deep, clearly annoyed sigh. “Most importantly, behave.”

What the hell does that mean? Behave. Seriously?

“The two of you seem to bring out the worst in each other. Change it. Or simply leave each other completely alone, I don’t care.” Hongjoong’s eyes dance between the two of you, and it’s clear that this is a message to be shared equally. “No fighting. No being rude for the sake of being rude.”

Seonghwa sighs again.

Hongjoong doubles down on him, pointing at the center of Seonghwa’s chest. “No hands will be laid on (Y/n),” he glances at you, his tone dropping. “And none on Seonghwa, either.”

You furrow your brows. Had you ever laid hands on anyone here? Well, okay, maybe you threw some clothes at Seonghwa and maybe you tried to, like, kick him a little bit, but that was all perfectly justified. Whatever Hongjoong says, you have the right to at least defend yourself if you need to. Sometimes preemptive defense is… necessary… 

“What can we do?” Seonghwa asks in a tone that you never thought you would hear him use with Hongjoong. You’re so shocked that you even look back at him, though he doesn’t so much as flick his eyes downward at you.

Hongjoong smiles as you turn back to face him, apparently thinking up some wondrous ideas. “Get to know each other? Kindly?” He sounds sarcastic. 

You don’t know about Seonghwa, but you shake your head at his suggestion. 

Hongjoong shrugs his shoulders, his hands dropping back to his sides. “Fine, keep hating each other.” His tone shifts. “But I mean it. Get along, both of you, or there will be punishments. I won’t say everything that needs to be said, because I know both of you to be competent adults capable of being around people you don’t get along with. So, simply put, behave.”

He puts a hand on your shoulder and a hand on Seonghwa’s, pushing the two of you together until your arms bump together. “It would make me so happy if you two just got along.” 

You don’t know about Seonghwa, but you couldn’t care less about what would make Hongjoong happy. Instead, you’re focused on the feeling of his palm on your shoulder again, his touch so burning hot that its confusing. How is it possible for someone’s hands to be so hot? If anything, shouldn’t they be cold?

His hand falls away as three vehicles pull up from… fuck. You have no idea where they came from. Why hadn’t you been paying closer attention? Was distracting you the only thing that Hongjoong had in mind with that little conversation? Fuck. 

You realize why you hadn’t been able to spot San earlier, then, as you find him in the driver’s seat of one of the cars that had pulled up. Not just any car, either. Your car. 

Your jaw drops, if only for a few seconds before you pull it together. What the fuck, man? This is, like, some new level of unnecessary. Your car? Seriously? With San driving? 

Trying to not show how bothered you are, you approach your car, bending slightly to peer into the open driver’s side window. “Nice ride.” The words fall flat out of your mouth.

San gives you that awkward, sideways smile he presents when he’s sorry that he can’t help you. “I’m sorry, (Y/n).” He sounds genuine in his apology, his tone a bit rough. 

You cross your arms, staring into your car. It’s just as you had left it, plus a few things that San is bringing with him. “Be careful driving, the airbags are all out.” You point at the flashing light on the dash. That light was courtesy of Mingi driving you into just about the biggest pothole you had ever seen in your life. The airbags didn’t deploy, but the light immediately came on and never turned back off. 

“So that’s what the flashing depiction of an airbag means, I never would’ve guessed!” He gives you a full smile. “Thank you, (Y/n).” He drops his voice. “I really am sorry.” 

You hit his shoulder playfully, a smile of your own forming across your face. “Don’t be a jerk.” Your smile turns bittersweet as you drop your own voice. “But it’s not your fault.” You peek into the back seat, jokingly pointing at the floor. “You’re sure I can’t just hop in?” 

San inhales sharply, shaking his head along with your joke. “I think Hongjoong might notice, somehow?” 

“Darn…” You straighten yourself back up, taking a few steps back in order to still see San clearly. “Uh, be safe?” 

He smiles again, nodding. “I will, and you do the same. Remember what I said about Seonghwa. Just ignore him, and the day will be fine.” 

You sigh, putting your hands in your pockets once more. “I’ll try.” 

As if on queue, you turn away from San to be greeted by the appearance of Hongjoong and Seonghwa himself. 

“Ready to head out?” Hongjoong asks San, bending in a similar fashion to how you had. San agrees, nodding his head. “Well,” Hongjoong turns his attention back to you and Seonghwa. “I’ll leave you two here, then. Remember what I told you.” 

He takes a step closer to you, replacing his hand on your shoulder once more. “And remember, (Y/n), that Seonghwa is in charge when I’m gone. He holds my authority.” He drops his hand from you, moving it over to Seonghwa. “And Seonghwa, do well to remember not to abuse it.” There’s clearly a threat in how he addressed both of you. 

Seonghwa takes a step closer to Hongjoong, gently grabbing his upper arm, pulling his hand off of you. You step backward, happy to be out of Hongjoong’s reach. “You worry too much,” Seonghwa trails his hand down Hongjoong’s arm, grabbing his hand. He steps closer to Hongjoong, leaving little space between them. 

You frown, not enjoying being forced to witness… whatever this is. 

Seonghwa lowers his voice, but you can still hear him. “Can we say goodbye privately?” It’s strange to hear Seonghwa say something so… genuine. 

You have half the mind to turn around, just to grant Seonghwa’s request if Hongjoong won’t. Unfortunately, the scene unfolds before you can. 

“That’s not necessary, Seonghwa.” Hongjoong’s face is blank as he looks up at Seonghwa. 

Seonghwa sighs, but doesn’t argue. To your shock (perhaps horror?), Seonghwa dips his face toward Hongjoong, aiming to kiss him. Aiming. And failing. 

Hongjoong turns his face as Seonghwa gets close, his eyes locking with yours. You manage to keep yourself from gasping, though the awkwardness of what just happened has you embarrassed. Hongjoong shakes his hand from Seonghwa’s, lifting it to rest on his chest. He pushes him gently backwards, finally turning his eyes back toward Seonghwa’s face. “Goodbye, Seonghwa.” 

Seonghwa scoffs, loud enough for you to hear. He turns from Hongjoong, his sight setting on you. If Seonghwa wasn't such an asshole, you might feel bad seeing the way his eyes sparkle between his furious blinks.

You look back to Hongjoong, wondering just what the fuck he thinks he's doing. If he wants you and Seonghwa to get along so badly, pissing Seonghwa off right before leaving the two of you alone probably isn't the best idea. Just a thought. Hongjoong's expression is as blank as it was when he addressed Seonghwa. He doesn't even give you a smile when he notices your gaze, simply nodding once in goodbye.

Seonghwa makes a show of storming toward you. His boots kick up the dirt driveway in his wake, sending clouds of dust up behind him. As he passes, he doesn't grab your arm as you would've expected. 

"Let's go, princess." His voice is thick, deeper than normal as he commands you to follow him. 

He doesn't stop for you. You shove your hands back into your pockets, holding your jacket down to your body as you jog to catch up with him. 

.・。.・゜✭ ⧖ ・.・ ⧖ ✫・゜・。.

Seonghwa leads the way back inside, taking you to his apartment. He doesn’t speak to you, opting instead to mumble under his breath just quietly enough that you can’t decipher his exact words. You can’t decide if he does it to purposely annoy you, or if he’s genuinely so pissed that he’s mumbling to himself.

Hopefully the former. Spending the day with a pissed off Seonghwa… You shudder at the thought. He’s hard enough to deal with when he’s in a good mood.

When you reach the door of his apartment, he digs angrily into one of his front pockets, fishing out a key and unlocking the door with surprising force. He shoves the door open, making it bounce off of the door stop as he passes through the doorway. 

You follow him, a bit hesitant. He continues into the living space, not giving even a single glance back to you. You shut the door behind you, taking a few moments to take in Seonghwa’s quarters.

His apartment is laid out quite similarly to Hongjoong’s and you own, with (you assume) the same features. The kitchen and living room are connected, with a single door leading to the bedroom and bathroom. 

There’s something off, though. And it’s hard to put your finger on it at first. Seonghwa points it out to you before you can dwell on the matter for too long. 

“I don’t spend much time here, obviously. You won’t find anything if you snoop around, if that’s what you’re thinking.” 

That’s exactly it. The entire living space that you can see is… devoid of any signs of living. No personal effects or misaligned furniture or clothes on the floor or… anything. It’s like the model unit that they show during tours, except somehow even plainer and more depressing. 

You walk further inside, looking around in an obvious manner. “Don’t you have any stuff?” 

Seonghwa folds his arms, rolling his eyes. “Yes, and it’s all in Hongjoong’s apartment.” He states this as if it has to be the most obvious thing in the world.

Sitting down on his couch (that is indistinguishable from your own), you fold your arms in turn. “Really? You remember that I’ve been there, right?” You match his energy, even though it’s probably not the best idea to provoke him further.

Seonghwa squints at you, tilting his head as he moves to sit on the chair next to the couch. “What makes you think you’ve seen all there is to see?” 

Fuck. You know that you really shouldn’t be making him more angry, but it’s just so tempting. You try for a good, solid second to restrain yourself. But then you give in. “I’ve spent a lot of time in his bedroom, is all I mean.” You’re lying, of course, but the lie hits home. 

You watch as Seonghwa’s face cycles through conflicting emotions. He settles on… more angry. “Princess, you can’t make me jealous.” 

You frown. “It kinda seems like I can?” 

“I know that you’re not sleeping with him.” Seonghwa’s eyes narrow despite the statement, as if he’s searching for any indication that he’s wrong. 

“A lady doesn’t kiss and tell, pervert.” A smile spreads across your face, clearly you’re getting your way. 

Seonghwa smiles bitterly. “Maybe so, but Hongjoong does. I would know.” 

You can’t decide if he means that ‘he would know’ as in he would know if you had slept with Hongjoong, or if ‘he would know’ because Hongjoong has talked about his relationship with Seonghwa publicly. You take the opportunity as you see it. “What, exactly, is your relationship with him?” 

“Wouldn’t you like to know, princess?” Seonghwa’s expression drops as he leans back in the chair. “It’s none of your business.” 

You sigh, disappointed but not surprised by his response. “Can I be real with you for, like, one second? No pettiness?” You ask. 

Seonghwa gives you a look that says ‘why-on-earth-would-you-want-to-do-that,’ but nods anyway.

“Hongjoong…” you start, not exactly knowing how to phrase your sentence. “Hongjoong rejecting you like that, in front of us, was him just being an asshole.” Seonghwa cuts you off with a groan. “And I’m sorry, because that was equally as horrifying to witness as it was to experience.” 

Seonghwa holds up his hands, shaking his head. “I do not need your sympathy. I’m quite used to Hongjoong’s behaviors.”

“It just seemed like-”

“I don’t care what it seemed like. You don’t know anything about our relationship, you cannot overanalyze one interaction and act like you know all that there is to know about my feelings or his!” Seonghwa rushes the words out, his voice rising slightly by the end of his tangent. He doesn’t yell, but it’s enough to placate you.

“Fine. I don’t care, anyways.” You scoff. “I don’t know why I even tried.” 

The both of you lapse into silence, nothing to be heard except for your angered breathing. 

Seonghwa suddenly smiles, causing a suspicious sinking feeling in your stomach. “I’m going to offer you some unsolicited relationship advice.” 

“No.” You immediately respond, despite him not asking.

“Yes. You and Mingi fought, right?”

Your gaze snaps to his, your expression confirming his question.

“I think you forgot about us being next-door neighbors. Honestly, I should’ve stepped in the second I realized you had broken the rules of your punishment, but what kind of fun would that have been?” He leans forward in his chair, uncrossing his arms to rest his elbows on his thighs. “I’m surprised you got him upset enough to confess.” 

He stares at you as if he’s waiting for some type of response from you, but you give him nothing. You stare back at him, trying to control your breathing and your emotions. He just wants to make you mad. You won’t be giving him the satisfaction.

When you make it clear that you won’t be replying, he shrugs. “I’m sure you remember when Hongjoong and I told you why Mingi came here.” Unfortunately, you remember that night all too well. You hadn’t wanted to believe it at the time, despite a tiny part of yourself knowing that it was true. And, now that Mingi confirmed the facts, it hits all too much more painfully. That’s what Seonghwa was going for then, and it’s what he’s going for now; to hurt you. “Here’s a piece of advice for both of you. Mingi is right to be scared of Hongjoong. Mingi was a means to an end for Hongjoong and, now that we’re at the end…” Seonghwa lets his sentence hang in the air.

The room is silent. You stare across at Seonghwa, registering the information for what it is: a threat. Seonghwa isn’t smiling any longer, though. His face is serious. 

If he had still been smiling, you would’ve called his bluff. Like, seriously, it’s a bit ridiculous to have Seonghwa just outright threaten Mingi like that, but you wouldn’t put it past him to say it just to get a rise out of you. But he’s not smiling and there’s no bluff to call. 

“Hongjoong is going to kill Mingi?” 

Seonghwa shrugs his shoulders lightly, looking away from you as though actually hearing you say it had been too much for him. 

“Seonghwa.” You get his attention back. “You can’t just say that and then go silent.” 

His eyes meet yours as he shrugs again. “I’m not saying that it’s imminent. I’m just saying that Hongjoong would use any excuse if he thinks Mingi is a threat to…” Seonghwa searches for the right words, clearly not wanting to give you the full story. “His plans.” 

You set your jaw, looking down at your hands in your lap. You squeeze them together, cracking each of your knuckles for a moment of distraction. Huh. You’re expecting the weight of this information to hit you at any second, but… it doesn’t. You’re scared for Mingi, yes. Terrified. Horrified that you could be the reason that the both of you are in this situation, mortified that you could be the reason he dies. But the actual… emotion… isn’t there. 

It’ll come, but apparently not now. Some things are too much to fully comprehend as they happen. Is this normally how people react when they find out things like this? Coldly? Numbly? Granted, it’s not a common situation to find out that someone close to you is apparently one misstep away from being murdered, but… There must be some sort of proper reaction. Is this it?

Still looking at your hands, “Seonghwa, please.” You’re not sure if he’s looking at you, you don’t even care if he is or not. “Can’t you- I don’t- why, why can’t you… can’t you just tell me what’s coming?” You flick your eyes up to look at him. He’s shaking his head. 

You’re not sure what hits you, but it’s suddenly imperative that Seonghwa understands your desperation. You unlink your hands, pushing yourself off of the couch. You take the few steps separating the couch from the chair Seonghwa sits on, stopping with your feet between his own. He looks up at you, an unreadable expression on his face. “Let me go. Right now, just, let’s go outside and just let me go.” 

“What? Princess, I, no, no tha—”

“I distinctly remember you once telling me that Hongjoong would forgive you if you killed me. Just, just let me go and tell him I’m dead.” You’re not really thinking as you’re speaking.

“(Y/n).” Your name sounds entirely foreign in his voice. Seonghwa is clearly dumbfounded. “He wouldn’t. That was a lie. He would never, ever forgive me, he’d kill me.”

You grab his shoulders, bending to fall onto your knees in front of him. “Come with me, we can go together.” 

Seonghwa is shaking his head before you even finish the plea. “I can’t leave him, princess.” 

You let go of him, letting yourself fall back onto your ass in front of him. You frown, not that you had really, truly expected anything different. “Aren’t you scared of him?” 

He contemplates you from his now higher position, shaking his head. “I love him.” 

Wrapping your arms around your knees, you pull them up to your chest in front of you. “He doesn’t know what love is.” 

His brows furrow as if he’s confused you would even say such a thing. “I know. Get up.” His voice loses any softness that it had held with his last sentiment. There goes that moment.

When you don’t instantly obey, opting to instead regard him with mild resentment, he continues. “I’m going to do you a favor, princess, and not mention that little outburst to Hongjoong. I’m sure you’ve proposed comparative ideas to San and been rejected. Wisely. It’d be foolish to bring up these ideas again, so I’ll let it go trusting that you’ll see reason.” He tilts his head, scowling down at you. “Didn’t I tell you to get up?” 

You glare up at him, making a point to let go of your legs so that you can cross your arms over your chest. You fold your legs back under you, making it clear that you won’t be moving. 

“Princess,” Seonghwa leans forward, bending at his waist to lower himself to your eye line. “You must see how this is a compromising position. You really shouldn’t be on your knees in front of a man that isn’t Hongjoong.” 

Frowning, you scootch yourself back a few inches to put more distance between yourself and Seonghwa. “You really are a pervert, huh?” 

“I meant nothing sexual, princess.” His tone is nearly too serious, an unidentifiable edge to his words.

While mumbling something under your breath like ‘yeah right I’m sure,’ you begrudgingly get back to your feet and return to the couch; only because the floor was starting to get uncomfortable. Not because you’re listening to him, obviously. 

Seonghwa observes you harshly as you make yourself comfortable. If you didn’t know better, you would say he looks frustrated. Frustrated, frustrated. 

But, of course, this is Seonghwa you’re talking about. No way. Not over you.

…

You swallow, really looking at him for the first time in quite a while. Seonghwa is… not ugly. You’ve noticed this many times before. Even as he stares at you like he would gladly spit on your grave, he’s… 

No, you don’t even want to think it. You’re obviously completely misreading his look. You’re not going down this road right now, no thank you. 

…….

Unless he’s gonna go down this road right now, then you might consider it. You’re only human. 

Even if Seonghwa is objectively evil and has threatened you on numerous occasions and is a loyal cult member and is Hongjoong’s closest confidant… he’s hot. And its been a long time. 

Certainly this can be rationalized somehow. That’s for the you of the future, though, as far as you’re concerned. You can think hard and reflect on your actions after it happens. If anything happens. Not that it will. 

You clear your throat, dragging your eyes off of Seonghwa. “Is it hot in here?” With one hand, you unbutton just one of the top buttons holding your shirt together, grabbing the material and shaking it a bit for ventilation. 

When Seonghwa doesn’t respond, you hazard to look back at him. Your eyes lock and, if looks could kill, you’re sure you’d be dead. Your hand on your shirt halts, flattening against your chest. 

Seonghwa’s fists are tightly clenched at his sides, his knuckles so white you question whether or not it’s possible to break your own fingers from squeezing too hard. 

He swallows hard, breaking your eye contact to look down at his lap. “I hate you.” He almost says it too quietly for you to hear. He looks up sharply, your eyes locking once more. “I hate you.” He repeats himself, with more conviction this time. 

You don’t move, staying frozen in your seat. 

“Stop looking at me like that.” 

You truthfully don’t know what he means, so you opt to look back down at your hands. 

“I didn’t say look away.” 

You raise your head again, not afraid to show your annoyance. “How am I looking at you?”

Seonghwa rolls his eyes, but you can see the way his hands clench at his knees. “With your little fuck-me eyes,” he sighs loudly, “its driving me fucking crazy.” 

… So there it is. You can’t resist the smile spreading across your face, eager to hear that you’re both apparently on the same page. “Clearly.” 

Seonghwa leans forward, his elbows resting on his knees. “Can I… just, just— God, just come here.” He beckons you toward him, pointing to the spot between his legs. 

“Why.” You ask without changing your inclination. You know perfectly well why. 

He sits up straight, his glare stronger than ever. “Come here.” 

Though the logical side of you refuses, the illogical side apparently has control over your body. You step closer to him, taking just a few small steps before landing in the space between his knees. 

“You… might be the devil.” Seonghwa, now eye-to-’eye’ with your midriff, sucks in a breath. His hands clench where they rest on his knees. He turns his face upward to look at you, nearly grimacing at your proximity. “What is it,” he asks, whispering, “that you have… that I don’t?” 

Hesitantly, he releases his hands, flexing his fingers. His fingertips ghost across the backs of your knees, sending a tingle up your legs. 

“May I?” He breathes the question, barely enunciating the words.

You swallow hard, your own hands clenching hard at your sides. What the fuck have you gotten in to? 

And why are you into it?

“Yes.” 

Seonghwa closes his eyes, lowering his face so as to not look at you any further. He exhales deeply, his breath passing through the light cotton of your shirt and warming your stomach. His hands wrap around your lower thighs so forcefully that you nearly have to grab onto him to steady yourself. You catch yourself in part thanks to your own reflexes, but mainly due to Seonghwa pushing you back into a steady position. 

His thumbs brush up and down against the denim of your pants, his fingers pressing into the flesh of your thighs. His hands creep slowly upward as he tilts his face downward to monitor their progress. He rests his forehead against your stomach, his lips tantalizingly close to the waistband of your jeans. 

He groans as his fingers reach the curve of your ass, forgoing the creative use of his thumbs to devote his entire hands to exploring the flesh there. If Seonghwa was anything like any other man you’ve ever been near in such a context, he wouldn’t stop with the ass groping until you made him. 

But it seems like he’s not. His hands continue steadily upwards, though at a nearly agonizing pace. Once his hands are on your waist, he freezes. He turns to look up at you once more, an unrecognizable look in his eyes. Seonghwa holds your gaze as he pinches the fabric of your shirt at either of your sides, slowly pulling it upward until the edges are coming untucked. 

You would follow his memo and pull the rest out yourself. But this is Seonghwa. So you make him do it all himself, much to his clear dismay. He bites his lip as he pulls out the front bit, his eyes dragging over the new expanse of skin as he holds the ends up. For a brief second, it looks like he’s going to kiss you, but he snaps himself out of it quick enough to stop. 

“Sit down.” He says, not looking up at you. 

“Wher—”

You can’t even finish the question before he’s pulling you downward via your belt loops. “Where else, princess?”

You get the memo. You do have to grab onto his shoulders to stop yourself from completely toppling over him, this time, though. “A little eager, Seonghwa?” You tease, though you’re straddling his lap with quite the speed of your own. 

He finishes untucking your shirt as you settle onto him. “Very eager, even?” He grunts as you roll your hips against him. “Didn’t you once tell me that you found me sexually repulsive? Is that true?”

“Shut up.” His hands move up your shirt, thumbs brushing over the delicate skin of your torso. You shudder despite yourself, his fingers nearly tickling you as they trail upward. 

Sense be absolutely damned. 

You take your hands from Seonghwa’s shoulders, moving to start undoing the buttons at the top of your shirt.

Seonghwa’s hands move quicker than yours, apparently. He snatches both of your wrists before you can undo a single button, freezing you in place. “What?” You breath, genuinely asking. 

He looks straight into your eyes, quickly glancing between the two of them as he wets his lips. “You shouldn’t.” 

“Why not?”

He clenches his jaw. “I won’t be able to resist myself.” His hands squeeze your wrists tighter together in an effort to keep you from continuing. 

“So?” You whisper, not having to fight hard to get Seonghwa to drop your wrists. You move your hands away from your shirt to rest on his cheeks. You take the moment to admire his features, something that you would, of course, never ordinarily do. But it doesn’t count this time. Seonghwa is beautiful. 

“Hongjoong would be-” You shift, grinding into him. “Furious… if I had you.” Seonghwa bites his lip as he looks down to where you sit on his lap. He rests his hands on your hips, gripping you strongly. “Furious.” He whispers mainly to himself, rocking your hips forward with his hands. 

You whine, dropping your hands from his face to his chest. “But how would he know?” 

Seonghwa produces a smile that’s almost a grimace. “He just would, princess.” 

“So this,” you lean into his motions, easing them along, “isn’t going to happen?” 

Seonghwa shakes his head, though makes no effort to stop. “Not without permission.” 

You do freeze, then, flexing to stop him from being able to move you further. “Fine.” Recalling some of your own head, you add, “but good luck getting me this close again.” 

“You would be so lucky,” Seonghwa moves one of his hands off of your hip to rest at the back of your neck. He eases your face closer to his own, stopping you millimeters away. “Princess.” He speaks the word against your lips before connecting them with his.

The kiss is short, but not sweet. 

“I know what it is.” He whispers against you. “Do you?” 

You pull away from him, your hands still planted on his chest. “What what is?” 

He raises his eyebrows. “What you have that I don’t.” 

You shrug, unsure of what he means. In truth, there are so many differences between the two of you that picking just one would be much too difficult.

“I’m not going to tell you.” He smiles. “Not right now, at least.” 

“Asshole.” You whisper, and for more reasons than one. 

.・。.・゜✭ ⧖ ・.・ ⧖ ✫・゜・。.

Lunch is served shortly after your… indiscretion. 

The cafeteria is as lively as ever, the excitement of the trip to town keeping the group quite invigorated. Though Seonghwa doesn’t leave your side, not much passes between the two of you while eating. Rather, an extremely, painfully awkward silence weighs on the both of you. 

You ask if you can visit Wooyoung, but he quickly shuts the idea down by insisting that you finish your lunch instead of ‘daydreaming.’ Whatever he means by that. You know that you certainly aren’t daydreaming about anyone. 

As you finish eating, you look around for Mingi. As has become the norm these days, you’re not able to spot him at any of the tables. You sincerely hope that he’s still eating as much as normal, and not skipping meals for the sake of ignoring you. Not that you think he is, but, with Yunho in town… who's feeding him if not himself? 

Seonghwa snaps his fingers in front of your face. “Hello? Come on, we’re leaving.” 

You glare up at him as he stands, gesturing impatiently for you to follow his movements. He gathers both of your trays, disposing of the plates and the garbage as he leads you out of the cafeteria and back up to his apartment. 

Seonghwa slams the door behind you, leaving you wondering what on earth you’d managed to do in the complete silence of lunch that pissed him off again. Certainly nothing. That’s just how Seonghwa… is. 

You return to your place on the couch, not surprised when Seonghwa also returns to the chair he had sat in before. The silence carries on between you two, dragging the time along.

Staring at your nails, you pick at your cuticles. You vaguely wonder if anyone on the farm is any good at nail care. Had you ever seen someone with painted nai—

“I’m going to give you more relationship advice.” Seonghwa says, leaning onto the arm of his chair and facing you fully. 

You frown at him. Frankly, you had had enough of Seonghwa’s voice for one day. And enough of his ‘advice’ and his attitude and his face. “I’d rather you didn’t.”

Seonghwa sighs, rolling his eyes again. “Weird, I don’t remember asking.” He shrugs his shoulders, feigning confusion before catching you off guard with his first sentence. “San is falling for you, and, if I were you, that would scare me. Not just because San is one of the weirdest people I know, but because this is all happening down to the minute detail that Hongjoong planned. He wants San to fall for you, because he wants to get rid of him. Simple as that, blood on your hands.” 

You decorate your face with the blankest stare you can muster. “If you’re jealous, Seonghwa, you can just say so.” The joke comes out to hide the way that your stomach flips with his statement. You cannot hear this type of bullshit again. There’s only so many people that you can feel responsible for. 

“I would never be jealous of another man’s relationship with you, princess.” He smiles tightly. “Hongjoong has a mind unlike anyone I’ve ever met; he’ll go to great lengths to get what he wants.” Seonghwa’s voice is tinged with admiration as he says this. “I know you haven’t read ahead in The Answer yet.”

You shake your head, not offering any other response.

“I don’t want to spoil anything for you, but he’s going to kill you. One day. He’ll give it a fancy name and a pretty ceremony, but it’s killing you all the same. Maybe by then you’ll believe him, though, and you won’t be scared.” Seonghwa sneers, continuing. “Until then, he has plenty of uses for you, though. Don’t get excited thinking that you’ll be free of this anytime soon.”

You want to protest what he’s saying, but you’re sure that its true. Why else would Hongjoong have such a vested interest in you? Wouldn’t you be dead right now if not for the fact that Hongjoong saw something special in you? That night that you had run, what had stopped Hongjoong from having Seonghwa kill you? You find the only silver lining in what Seonghwa just told you, grasping onto it.

“Maybe by then I’ll believe him? And I won’t be scared?” You whisper, trying your hardest to goad Seonghwa into what you want him to admit.

Seonghwa nods, “You wouldn’t think you’re being killed, but rather serving some sort of higher purpose.” 

You look down at your lap, trying to keep yourself from smiling. Does Seonghwa even realize what he just told you? You look up at him through your lashes, attempting some semblance of innocence. “But… you think I would just be dying? Not… serving the purpose Hongjoong says?” 

Seonghwa’s smile falls dramatically, his expression completely hardening. “That’s not what I meant.”

A small smile graces your face. “Oh, but its what you said.” 

“I know you wouldn’t dare imply that I don’t believe in The Answer.” Seonghwa’s voice has taken on a new edge, one that actually does worry you. 

You shrug. “It’s just that… that’s what it sounded like you were insinuating, that’s all.” 

Seonghwa clenches his jaw hard enough for you to hear it. “You’re going to drop this topic and never bring it up again, princess.” 

“I don’t see why you’re so defensive if you really d—”

Seonghwa is standing in front of you before you can even comprehend that he’s moved, his hands gripping your shoulders with so much force that it’s hard to believe he had been so gentle with you earlier. “I’d kill anyone else that insinuated the things that you’re saying, princess.” His expression is so angry that he looks nearly crazed, and you don’t doubt him for a second. “You’ll shut up, if you know what’s good for you.” 

You nod your head quickly, emphasizing your agreement. “I’ll never bring it up again.” You blink up at Seonghwa, but his grip on your shoulders only gets tighter. “I promise.” 

He scoffs, releasing you but not without a final shove. It doesn’t do much, as you’re already sitting with your back against the couch, but you feel the intent behind it. 

You decide that it’s best to not provoke him anymore. At least, not today.

.・。.・゜✭ ⧖ ・.・ ⧖ ✫・゜・。.

The party returns in the early evening. 

San and Hongjoong arrive at Seonghwa’s door together, Hongjoong not bothering to knock before letting himself into the apartment. 

You jump as the door flies open, the sudden intrusion scaring the shit out of you. Somehow, you completely missed the sound of the cars pulling up, and the welcoming cheers of the common people as the adventurers returned. 

Hongjoong says his greetings to the both of you, but you hardly hear him as your eyes lock with San’s. You feel… so many things. Mainly sick. Is it really your responsibility to push him away? Is Seonghwa telling you the truth? Would you take the chance?

You swallow hard as his face lights up, excited to see you. He beckons for you to come over to where he remains in Seonghwa’s doorway. You hazard a glance at Hongjoong, but he doesn’t seem to notice. San reaches for your hand once you’re close enough, lacing your fingers together as he calls over your shoulder that you’re leaving. Neither Hongjoong nor Seonghwa respond, and you allow San to drag you across the hall to your shared apartment. 

San lets go of you once you’re in the apartment, shutting the door gently behind himself after ushering you inside. “Sit, sit, please.” 

You sit on your own couch in the same exact spot you had been sitting on Seonghwa’s all day. 

“I was able to fulfill your request,” he starts, unzipping a backpack that he must have brought upstairs before he collected you. “I’m not sure if you’ve read this one, and I’m sorry if you have, but there really weren’t that many options in town. If you had asked for, like, windshield wiper fluid, sure, but books…” He inhales sharply as he finds what he’s looking for, pulling the book out of the backpack and placing it in your hands. 

You smile once you read the title. Misery. Isn’t that comedic? You actually do laugh, giggling into your hand as tears prick in your eyes. The irony is almost painful. A book about a man being held captive by an insane, book-obsessed serial killer for months on end… haha. Ha. 

“Have you read it?” San asks, sitting next to you. 

You clutch the book in your hands, smiling at the cover in an attempt to get yourself together. “I’ve seen the movie.” 

San reaches for the book, and you hand it over easily enough. “Me too.” He looks at you, an unrecognizable expression on his face. He raises a hand, wiping away a tear that manages to escape your eye. “Did I do something wrong?” 

You shake your head, mustering a smile for him. “It’s just quite the selection, is all.” 

“It was between that and Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, so, like, yeah.” 

That makes you laugh. “You made the right choice, then. Thank you, San.” He nods his head as he hands the book back to you, smiling now that you’re laughing. 

“You’re welcome. I was stressed trying to find any books in town so, again, sorry if its not something that you would’ve picked for yourself.” 

You assure him that its okay once again, hugging the novel to your chest. Definitely not something you would’ve picked, given the circumstances, but it still shows you that San cares…

Which is an entirely different thing. Maybe Seonghwa was at least right about San… having feelings for you. But, honestly, you’re human beings. You can only be with someone for every waking second for so long before developing feelings for them. San really can’t be blamed and… neither can… 

Nope. You’re not going to think it. If you had feelings for San, would you really have allowed Seonghwa to grope you? Huh? Yeah, think about that for a second. 

Wait, no, don’t think about that. That whole situation needs to be put as far out of your mind as physically possible. It would be best for you to simply forget that this entire day even happened. Like, clearly, you had some massive lapse of judgment. And you’re only human. So you can’t blame yourself for having human urges. But, like, what the fuck? Seonghwa? Seonghwa? You let Seonghwa have his way with you when you literally share a bed with San? A man that has never threatened your life or hurt you by any emotional or physical means?

… Anyways, ignoring any such emotions… which you don’t have, of course… San’s potential feelings for you are an entirely separate thing. Also, what did Seonghwa mean when he said that San is ‘one of the weirdest people he knows?’ Should that be a good sign to you, considering Seonghwa is quite the freak show himself? Or is that really bad, because for one freak to think another person is a freak they must really be a freak? You’ve never once gotten the sense that San could be… weird (well, beyond weirder than any other cult member)... but maybe he’s a good actor… 

No. That all seems too unrealistic. Whatever Seonghwa meant, he probably was just trying to freak you out. Clearly he’s trying to goad you out of whatever blooming relationship might be happening, and for God knows whatever reason. That’s Seonghwa’s business. When have you ever cared what he thinks about you?

You put the thought out of your mind. It’s not something that you’re going to dwell on. You could assume the worst from everyone that you meet, but that would quickly lead to quite the dreary life. You’re obviously stuck here for some time, it’s probably better to not question those that seem to have good intentions… but for the sake of survival… you actually probably should. 

Fuck this. It’s all too complicated for your tired mind after the day that you’ve had. You can debate with yourself the morals of your actions and the motivations of others’ another day. 

“How was the trip?” You ask, sliding the book out of your lap and onto the coffee table in front of you. “Did you find everything okay?”

San frowns. “We didn’t, actually. Hongjoong got all weird toward the end so we left before finding a few things…” He trails off, seemingly thinking about what it was that they missed.

“Oh? What happened?”

He shrugs his shoulders. “I don’t even know. He was fine and then Yunho said something to a store clerk and Hongjoong flipped. I think he’s just getting jumpy because the harvest is coming up, but it was…” San swallows. “Strange. Anyways, we missed a few things. I don’t think it’ll be a big deal, though.” 

You consider this for a second. San is right, that does sound strange. What could Yunho have said? … Another thing to think about later. “Did you get Yeosang his hair dye?” You smile, calling back the absolutely monstrous list of requests he had compiled. 

“Thankfully,” San chuckles, “Or I’d be in trouble.” 

The conversation lulls into silence, a comfortable one. You sit next to each other, simply… being. 

San breaks the silence after what feels like a while. “Is it weird if I say that I missed you?” 

Your stomach flips. You turn to look at him, allowing yourself a small smile. “I don’t think so.” You’re not about to own up to it too, but… Not that you had really been thinking about San until Seonghwa brought him up, but you would’ve much rather spent the day at his side than Seonghwa’s. After spending so much time with San, it did feel a bit… weird to be apart from him for so long. 

“Okay, then; I missed you, today.” He smiles and your stomach does another twirl. Uh oh.

.・。.・゜✭ ⧖ ・.・ ⧖ ✫・゜・。.

The rest of the evening passes without fanfare. You get dinner with San, ignoring Seonghwa as hard as humanly possible. You look around for Mingi but, once again, are unsuccessful in finding him. 

You pass the time by talking with San about town. Apparently, it had been just as dead as he remembered it being. Not much had happened, beyond whatever made Hongjoong upset, but he didn’t even know what that had been. Thankfully, they had gotten their hands on all of the essentials before they had to leave. And, according to San, your car still runs like a beauty. Ouch. 

You now lie awake in bed, wondering if you’re going to regret every decision that you’ve made today. There have been some dicey ones, you must admit. You certainly hope that this new one isn’t dicey, too.

“San?” You whisper in the dark, rolling over on your side so that you face him. He’s already faced toward you, though you can’t make out his expression in the dark. “Are you still awake?”

If this is gonna happen, it might as well happen now.

“Yeah.” San murmurs the reply, and you make your move before you can question yourself. 

You need a distraction. And you like San. 

You scootch yourself closer to him, crossing the invisible border that the two of you had established. Your hand reaches into the dark, finding the side of his face to use as a guide. When you’re certain of your target, you close the gap between your faces, pressing a kiss to his lips. 

You pull away quickly, leaving the kiss as chaste as you had meant it to be. You don’t go far, however, opting to stare at San in the dark as he processes. His eyes are wide, that much you can tell, but it’s far too dark to make out much beyond that. 

Forget Mingi. Forget Seonghwa. Forget Hongjoong. Forget everything they’ve said and everything they’ve tried to keep from you.

“Did you mean to do that?” San whispers, his own hand coming to rest at the base of your throat. 

You hum an affirmation, not trusting your words. 

His thumb strokes along your neck, sending goosebumps down your body. “Are you sure?” 

“I am.”

San closes the gap once more, kissing you just barely. His lips are as pillowy soft as you had imagined, his hesitance making the kiss all the more gentle. 

You expect to feel guilty. But it doesn’t come. 

San does. He pulls his face from yours, though just barely. “We really,” his breath warms your face as he pauses mid-sentence. “We shouldn’t, (Y/n).” Despite his words, he makes no more of an attempt to put more distance between yourselves. 

He continues rubbing your neck with his thumb, the touch so light that its nearly ticklish. “Goodnight, (Y/n).” San rolls over, allowing no time for you to reflect on his words. The warmth of his body is immediately missed, your side of the bed suddenly feeling much too chilly. 

Another dicey decision, apparently. 

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a/n: [spongebob voice] this is humiliating ... BE NICE TO ME OKAY i tried :LKKJFDLKSJFLKJSDF

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[Interview TL] 4Gamer's Weekly VTuber Files #11 - Hanasaki Miyabi

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Name: Hanasaki Miyabi Company: Holostars (1st generation) Streaming platform: YouTube SNS: X (Twitter) Hashtags: Live #生き花 / Video #花咲日和 / Fanart #みやびじゅつ Character/Model Designer: hou Debut date: June 8th, 2019 Birthday date: March 3rd Height: 174cm Introduction: A pretty boy with a flower hairpin as his trademark. A fluffy-like person who has a gentle personality. He works hard every day to become a great idol. He loves gaming to the point he gets really engrossed and forgets about time. Because of his weak physical condition, he often stayed at his home. Sometimes when he went out, his weaknesses would show up immediately.

10 Questions for VTubers

Q01. Tell us your main (streaming) content! My main focuses are gaming, chatting, and singing streams. Sometimes I also uploaded Vlog content (outing series with on-the-spot footage)!

Q02. What was the cue that kickstarted your streaming activity? I once aimed to become an idol under Hololive Production, so I tried auditioning there!

Q03. Please recommend us your "newcomer's friendly" videos or stream archive! That would be my "Hanasaki Miyabi outing series"! It's a Vlog series where I visited various places and posted a video about it! The project combines VTuber with real-world immersion so please check it out!

Link to Miyabi's 2023 Birthday Stream and Eating Vlog

Q04. Tell us things that you like or something you're good at! Obviously game (all genres) comes first, then movie and musical appreciation, I also like to eat! I'm pretty good at playing Final Fantasy XIV especially!

Q05. Tell us a hobby or content that has piqued your interest lately! Lately, I've been really into playing "Twisted Wonderland", "Blue Archive", "Call of Duty", as well as "Final Fantasy XIV"!

Q06. Is there any VTuber around that has caught your attention? Let us know! That would be Azuma Lim. Although I also created and filmed my own Vlog content, Azuma Lim's on-the-spot videos always surprise me. In my opinion, being able to do that type of video content as a VTuber is the pinnacle of one's career as well as showcasing their editing and film shooting ability, I learned a lot from her content.

Q07. What are other things you're paying attention to other than VTubers? Cinnamoroll's Cinnamon-san! They recently started a cooking program and uploading cover videos, it's hard to predict what they'll come up with next so I'm always looking forward to it.

Q08. Is there a recent thing that left a deep impression on you, and is there anything else you'd like to try out? Something like game sponsorship or a Vlog project to introduce local shops are some things I'm interested in trying next!

Q09. What sort of content you'd like to challenge yourself for now? I'd like to show more things I could not do back then!! Be it singing or dancing, I also would like to do overseas Vlog content as well!!

Q10. Tell us your message to the readers! Hello to everyone reading this 4Gamer article! KonMiyabi! I stream on YouTube, usually focused on making game commentary streams!! I really love gaming so I streamed various types of games, if I happen to play your favorite game, or are just interested in me please don't forget to check my stream!!

[rustycopper4use]

It’s Always Been You pt. 4

(Kyoya x Male Reader)

Chapter four

 -Attack Of The Lady Manger!-

 The entire host club was dressed in samurai attire, the guests swooned and sighed, Hikaru and Kaoru annoying Haruhi, while Tamaki fussed over her.

With Y/n and Kyoya watching from the sidelines.

  It all felt like the usual formula for the club. 

However a new face comes to disturb the balance.

 A dirty blonde girl peeked through the club's door, her brown doe eyes staring at the club. Of course this doesn’t come unnoticed.

  “Looks like the host club has a brand new guest.” The twins walk towards the girl.

  “-come on in. What are you waiting for?” Kaoru, and Hikaru both hold red roses towards the girl.

  “Watching from afar is no fun.” Hikaru cooed.

 “Please miss?” They spoke in unison, then came Tamaki, sauntering towards them.

 “Stop that. How many times do I have to tell you boys to be more courteous to our first time guest?” Tamaki now holds a similar rose towards the girl as well.

  “Please, you don’t have to be afraid, my princess. I welcome you to the Ouran host club!”

  “No! Don’t touch me! You’re a phony!” The girl shirked.

  “Uh… What do you mean, I’m a phony?” Tamaki was quite shocked at the girl.

  “Just what I said, you’re a phony! I find it hard to believe that someone like you is the prince character of this host club! You shouldn’t spread your love so easily like that, are you stupid! You must be a dimwitted narcissist! You’re incompetent! You’re a commoner! You’re disgusting!” She spoke, each word stabbing deeper each time. He began slowly falling in dramatic fashion.

  “He's created a new technique!” Hikaru spoke.

  “-one man slow motion.”

  Kyoya looks at the girl.

 “I don’t suppose you are-“

She rushes over to kyoya nearly pushing over Y/n, just to get to him.

  “Ah! It’s you, Kyoya! Oh how I’ve longed to meet you! My one and only Prince Charming.” She dreamily spoke, leaving an array of shock and confusion amongst the group.

  “Hold on, finance?” Y/n turned to look at Kyoya, who held little reaction.

 “Of course. My name is Renge Houshakuji! And I’m transferring into Ouran academy’s first year, class A, tomorrow,” 

 Tamaki is now crouching in a corner.

 “Why is he sulking?” Hikaru questioned.

  “Because mommy was keeping a secret from daddy.” Kaoru simply responded.

 “Why does everyone keep referring to us like we’re husband and wife?” Kyoya spoke ignoring the pressing issue at hand, or rather next to him.

  “Because you guys are.” Y/n spoke, glaring at Renge.

 “Ours is a story of love at first sight! I couldn’t resist the way you were adoring those flowers in the backyard when you thought no one was looking. How sweet it was when you reached out to help that poor little injured kitten.” She spoke starry eyed, leaving the host club more confused.

 Y/n was weirdly familiar of the story but couldn’t yet place where.

“She serious.” The twins said, losing belief in Renges tale.

 “Could you have the wrong person?” Haruhi found it hard to believe Kyoya would do anything of the sort.

  “No way! I could recognize my love anywhere! He’s a gentle man, who’s kind to everyone and doesn’t ask for anything in return! He likes solitude, but he in fact sometimes does get lonely.” She ranted, while the twins grew more shocked.

 “He looks like the star of a popular dating sim, Uki-Doki Memorial! You’re a real life Ichijo Miyabi!” She pointed to Kyoya.

  “Otaku?” Tamaki muttered.

“Oh that’s why it’s so familiar! I loved playing that game-…” Y/n spoke in excitement.

 “Ahem, I mean… I’ve heard of the game.” He spoke looking to the side.

 “Not you too.” Hikaru spoke towards Y/n.

 “I get it now you're in love with the character.” Kyoya began looking blandly at the girl.

 “You’re projecting that love onto me and you’ve somehow believed it yourself that somehow we’re engaged. I assume this Miyabi character also wears glasses as well.” He spoke, a sense of relief that fell over the club.

 “So she made it up. You’re not really her fiancée, right?”  Tamaki looked towards Kyoya.

 “Well no, I don’t remember ever asking for her hand in marriage. Besides, this is the first time I’ve ever met this woman.” 

 Renge speaks to Kyoya ignoring the rest of the club.

 “According to my research, I understand that you’re in charge of  managing the club. Is that true kyoya?” 

 “That’s right! Kyo-chan is our director!” Honey spoke.

“You’re the club’s director, that's perfect! Oh wow I’ve always wanted to wear a sandwich board to advertise a business!” She excitedly moved around.

  “We don’t advertise. We’re just a host club.” The twins blandly spoke.

 “We probably should, shouldn’t we?” Y/n turned to look at twins.

 “I’ve made up my mind from now on I’m gonna be the manager of this host club!” Renge spoke, with the annoyance of the twins.

 Y/n moves to kyoya.

“Uh hey, listen kyoya.” 

Kyoya looks at Y/n before continuing writing in his black notebook.

 “Miss Houshakoji is the only daughter of a very important Ootori family client, so please be polite and try not to offend her, alright?” Kyoya answered.

 Y/n hums in agreement.

“Well boys, I can’t wait to work with you!”

The next day rolls around, and everyone is now back at The club.

 “I thought about it last night and maybe having a lady manager isn’t such a bad idea.” Tamaki spoked.

 “Why do you say that?” The twins asked.

 “Well it’s fairly obvious isn’t it? Renge just transferred into the same class as Haruhi. So, if Haruhi has a girlfriend around it could bring out the female within her. Renge’s girlish ere of tenderness might be able to stimulate Haruhi’s own sense of femininity.” Tamaki rants.

 “Good grief.” The twins sighed at the prince's antics.

 “Now’s a chance to help Haruhi get in touch with her feminine side. This is an important project, men! She doesn’t have any friends in class right now, except for those two shady twins. That’s no good for her!” Tamaki goes on unwantedly.

 “It feels like I’m talking to my mother.” Y/n muttered.

 “Like you have room to talk!” The twins look like they’re gonna fight.

A voice booms across the club.

 “Hey everyone!” Renge yells, holding a container.

 “You’ll be happy to know that your new manager, Renge, has baked all of you some cookies!” She spoke gleefully.

 Y/n turns to Renge.

“Oh swee-“

Tamaki buts in.

“Ah! Isn’t she ladylike! I’m so moved by your generosity.” 

“I didn’t bake these cookies for you phony prince!” She scolded Tamaki, before rushing towards Kyoya.

 “I’m sorry I burnt them a little bit. I did the best I could, and I already know what you’re gonna say!” She spoke before daydreaming of her dating sim.

 Honey grabbed a cookie while Renge was distracted, and took a bite.

 “She wasn’t kidding, these cookies are really burned.”

Mori immediately took the cookie from honey.

 “Don’t eat that Mitsukuni, it's bad for you.”

 Renge yells in embarrassment, scaring the small blonde.

 Among the chaos Haruhi takes a cookie as well and eats it.

 “They’re not bad at all, they’ve got a good flavor to them.”

Her face slightly messy from the cookie, left an idea in the twins head.

 “May I try?” Hikaru whispered, tilting Haruhi’s head up to take a bite of the cookie.

 “Uh oh Haruhi. You’ve got crumbs on your face.” Kaoru stated before moving closer to lick the crumbs off her face.

Tamaki is now fuming.

 “Did you see what they just did! He took a bite of it while it was in her mouth! The other one licked her face. I told you they’re shady twins! They can’t be trusted! They tried to seduce her!” Tamaki shirks.

 “And suddenly the trio of classmates are closer than before.” Kyoya teased, causing Y/n to chuckle.

  “Looks like Tamaki has competition.” Y/n spoke through laughter.

“You know, you could’ve just told me and I would have wiped it off. And if you wanted to try one there’s plenty here.” She gestured to the container.

 “That’s not the way you’re supposed to react Haruhi! You have to stay strong and reject them, then causally brush them to the side! Do you understand!” Tamaki scolded Haruhi, pulling her away from the twins.

 “This is sexual harassment senpai.” She told the blonde.

 “Sexual harassment! If this counts as sexual harassment then they’re twice as guilty! Someone called the police!” Tamaki spoke, annoying the twins.

“Cut it out boss, we’re sorry.”

 Y/n pulls Tamaki away from Haruhi.

 “Stop bugging Haruhi.” Y/n sternly told Tamaki.

 “But-“

“Luke warm.” Renge grumbled.

 “What?” Y/n turns towards the angered girl.

 “Every single one of you! Except Kyoya, all of your characters are lukewarm! Each of you needs some sort of dark side, you understand? Girls are vulnerable to handsome young men who are troubled. If you keep carrying on like this, it’s only a matter of time before the girls grow tired of you and stop coming all together.” She yelled, throwing everyone for aloop.

 “Are you trying to ruin my precious Kyoya’s business? As your manager it’s my duty to change your character backgrounds.” She turns to look at Honey and points at him.

 “Let’s start with you.”

Surprising the small blonde.

“If all you are is cute on the outside and cute on the inside then you're no different from a baby!” She tore into Honey with no remorse.

 “From now on you are the baby-faced thug!”

 She points to Mori.

“And Mori-senpai, you’re his childhood flunkie.”

She turns to the twins.

 “The twins basketball players who are enslaved in their world.” 

Next is Haruhi.

 “Haruhi, you’re an honor student who’s constantly getting bullied.”

“And for you Tamaki, you’re the school idol who is admired for your good looks but you actually have an inferiority complex hiding from the world. The lonely prince.” She eagerly turns to Kyoya.

 “Ah and kyoya you're perfect just the way you are now. So I want you to stay as kind and affectionate as ever, kay?” She smiled.

  “Thank you, I’m honored.” He politely smiled.

The whole interaction left a bitter taste in Y/n’s mouth.

 “What about me?” He asked.

Renge turns her head towards the male.

 “What about You?” She spoke. annoyed with getting interrupted.

“My role.” Y/n dryly replies.

“Oh right…” she muttered, looking up and down at the male.

 “Fine then, closeted gay best friend.”

“I-.. alright then.” Y/n walks away from the two.

 Hikaru grabs Kyoya's attention.

“Come on Kyoya senpai!”

“You’ve gotta do something.” Kaoru begs.

 “Why? Seems like the boss is up for it.”

 The twins turn to see the blonde strutting and posing, imitating a lonely prince.

 “How does this look Renge? Do these poses work for a lonely prince?” He muttered.

“Oh wow you’re pretty good at that, but it would be more effective in the rain.” 

“Let’s just wait and see how this turns out. I bet it’ll be interesting. It always is.” Kyoya spoke, with a small smirk.

The next day, the back of the school is covered in movie cameras, the staff rushed back and forth to set up new sets. And with Renge barking orders with a microphone, of course taking the role of director for this movie shoot.

 As it goes on the club re-enacts the script for the camera. With the lack of Y/n who is no longer part of the movie due to… creative discourse with the director.

 His new job is basically just an intern, Grabbing food and drinks for anyone.

 It’s now break time for everyone.

“How did we go from changing characters to shooting a movie about it?” Hikaru states.

 “And why is there an entire film crew here to shoot it?” Kaoru adds in.

“Apparently, she flew them in from Hollywood. Don’t you recognize the director? He directed the vampire movie, Millennium Snow. It was number one in the grossing box office hit in the past year.” Kyoya answered simply.

“And another thing, how come this stupid script portrays Kaoru as the pitcher.” Hikaru complains

 “Yeah.”

  “What does that mean?” Haruhi spoke puzzled at their wording.

Y/n starts laughing.

“If you don’t know then never mind.” The twins responded.

Y/n turns to Haruhi still giggling.

“It- its. When two people love each other- pfftt.” Y/n could barely get through the explanation.

 “I don’t get it.” Haruhi who is now more confused than before.

“Pitcher?” She muttered.

In comes the lonely prince.

 “Haruhi! So how was I? Did you like my performance?” He spoke with a cheerful tone, head covered by a white towel.

 “It was pretty awesome. I’m surprised you were able to get into your character like that. You were really believable.” She praised The prince.

“I’ve discovered a new darker side of myself, I’m starting to think it might be a good idea to explore it. Hm..” Tamaki spoke.

 “Are you sure about that? Because I think you’re fine just the way you are Tamaki senpai.” This statement causes the blonde to flush beet red and look away, averting his gaze.

 “Uh.. you do? Well, if you say so, Haruhi.” He muttered.

  Y/n hums, and smiles, at the sight.

“Hey Haruhi! You’re on!” Renge yelled.

 “Coming!” Haruhi quickly responds.

“Over here! These gentlemen just agreed to make a special appearance in our film!” She spoke excitedly.

Behind her were two intimidating men with clearly raging daddy issues.

Y/n watches Renge explain the next shot. He tilts his head towards Kyoya.

 “That’s not gonna end well.” Y/n tiredly states. Kyoya smiles In amusement.

 “Whatever do you mean?” 

Y/n just blankly stared at the male, before Kyoya side glanced Y/n

 “We’ll just have to see what happens.” He spoked.

 And as luck would have it the shot went wrong , the two men being stereotyped provoking them causing Haruhi to take the hit, his back hitting the hard brick wall, causing her to hunch over with her eyes tearing up.

 Tamaki saw what was happening and pushed one of the guys up to the wall.

 “Which one of you jerks started it?” He spoke through gritted teeth.

 “You know sometimes I wish I was wrong.”

 Y/n spoke, with no reaction to the fight.

“You were pretty convinced I was engaged with Renge.” 

“Confused is a better way to describe it, and also that it’s not all that common for arranged marriages to happen out of the blue.” Y/n spoked, not really sure why he was so bothered.

 “If you say so.” 

“You, please tell me you got that camera man!” Renge spoke.

“Other than the contact, that final scene was ideal! All it needs now is a moving narration by my sweet Kyoya!” 

But before she could get a head of herself a harsh glass shattered got her attention. She turned around to see Kyoya holding a rock to a now smashed camera lense.

 “Why did you do that to my camera!” The guy yelled.

 “What is wrong?” Renge asked, practically given a kicked puppy look.

 “I’m terribly sorry I cannot allow there to be any record of a club member engaging in violence.” He narrowed his eyes at Renge.

 “I think you’ve caused enough trouble around here Renge, please stop being such a pest.” He spoke bitterly, poisoning his ‘polite’ attitude.

Y/n is staring at kyoya. Simply mesmerized by his actions.

“A-a pest! But you’re supposed to pat me on the head and tell me not to worry! You’re supposed to be kind and affectionate Kyoya! Why are you acting so differently now? Tell me why!” Her heart sinking in her chest.

 “Because that’s not the real Kyoya.” Tamaki spoke behind her.

 “Huh?” Renge is still processing The news.

 “Does it really matter? Who cares if Kyoya is a little different than what you expect him to be. Take a good look at the person inside and get to know them little by little. It's a lot more fun that way.” Haruhi spoke honestly, tugging on everyone’s heart strings.

As the day ended, and the camera left as quickly as they came, the hosts went to their respective homes, leaving Y/n and Kyoya in the host club room. Y/n sitting cross legged on the ground working on his science homework, while Kyoya typed away on his computer.

 The sunset leaves a comfortable warm color to everything it touches.

“You know you don’t have to stay after club hours with me Y/n.” He calmly spoke, still looking at the screen.

 “I am aware of Kyoya, but I needed to work on homework anyways.” Y/n sighs and leans on the front of the sofa Kyoya was currently working on.

 “And besides. What would you ever do without, little old me, by your side.” Y/n teased, while stretching his back at a poor attempt to fix years of bad posture.

 “Most likely finishing my work faster.” He muttered before going back into his work. 

 “What are you even working on this time kyoya.” Y/n asked, science homework completely discarded now.

 “I’m editing Renge’s movie project.” 

 Y/n stood up from his rightful place on the ground and looked at kyoya’s screen.

 “Wow, that crew truly did a good job.”  Y/n said. Leaning closer to see better.

 “What else would you expect from a Hollywood production team?”

 “Still can’t believe you broke that guy’s camera.” Y/n smirked before sitting down next to Kyoya.

 “I mean, now that I think of it, that does seem like something you would do.” 

 Kyoya paused briefly before talking.

 “What do you mean?”

“Well you breaking the camera lenses felt very on brand. I can't really explain it.” Y/n looked around as if physically searching for the right words.

 “It’s just everything you do, especially when an issue arises you always seem to quickly and efficiently tear it down as fast as it comes. You know?” Y/n quickly paused before slightly flushed.

 “Sorry, I'm rambling haven’t I?It's probably annoying to hear.” Y/n stammered, feeling guilty for talking for too long.

“No need for apologies, I don’t mind it at all.” Kyoya mumbled, focussing on the laptop.

  Y/n sighed, and packed up his bag.

 “It’s getting late, I should go home.” Muttered stuffing his bag haphazardly into his bag.

 As he gets to the doorway he turns to look at Kyoya.

 “Can I ask you one thing?”

Kyoya looks up from the laptop.

“What do you need?” He questioned.

“Try not to drive yourself mad with work again, I'd rather not deal with the club on my own.” Y/n joked with some underlying truth.

 Kyoya smiled.

“You have nothing to worry about, and besides, I've been finished for a while.”

Y/n stood still for a moment before chuckling.

 “You truly are a work of art, aren’t you kyoya?”  He grinned and left Kyoya alone in the room with a small smile on his face.

The next day arises and the club seems to be more packed than usual.

“I bought the film you made!” One girl spoked 

“I bought it too!”

 Tamaki, now confused, asked one of the girls.

 “You did?”

“That scene in the rain was just phenomenal!” 

Tamaki turns to Kyoya.

“Kyoya?”

 “I may have broken the camera's lens but the footage that was already shot wasn’t damaged. But naturally I did cut that one violent scene. Sales have been pretty good so far, and the Hollywood team did a fantastic job. But that is to be expected.”

“So this is what you meant by interesting.” The twins spoke.

 “It’s best to have as much money we can have in the club’s budget.” Kyoya spoke casually in his notebook.

 “What else would you expect from kyoya?” Y/n joked.

“Good day everyone.” Renge spoke.

 “Wait, I thought you left for France by now.” Y/n asked

Renge starts going on a rant that lasted longer than needed, however it ended in Renge confessing to Haruhi, which no one expected even Haruhi.

 “Come on Haruhi, let’s go to my house and play some games together! I think  it’s time you get to know me better.” She spoke swiftly, dragging Haruhi away.

Of course once again Tamaki was less than pleased at this reveal.

“But I thought you wanted Haruhi to have Haruhi have a friend, to embrace her ‘femininity’ and what not.” Y/n looks at the blonde.

 “Well a female companion, not a girlfriend!” He spoke.

 “A friend is a friend.” Y/n said egging Tamaki on.

Tamaki turns towards Renge and Haruhi with tears in his eyes.

 “No wait, don’t take Haruhi away from me!” He begged the two.

—————-

[narrators-journal]

Persona Masterlist: Eternal punishment

Kinktober was too powerful, but at least I'm having fun naming these!

previous masterlist: Here

Next masterlist: Here

Created: 10/3/23

Updated: 6/30/24

Fanfiction: x

Headcanons: //

Scenario: \\\

NSFW: *

Ask: ^

OC included: _

Persona 2

🔧 Tatsuya Suou 🔧

Regular content

Caught off gaurd \\\^*

💐 Tatsujun 💐

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Keeping the spark alive \\\^*

Yandere content

Sweet dreams \\\^*

👮 Katsuya suou 👮

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Home videos \\\^*

Wire tap that \\\^*

On the job \\\^*

🕶️ Baofu 🕶️

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Home videos \\\^*

A secret valentine \\\^

Wire tap that \\\^*

🎤 Eikichi Mishina 🎤

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A steamy Siren's call \\\^*_

The scorpions sting can be oh so sweet \\\*

The lethality of the persona bites //

sing little song bird \\\*

🏵 Miyabi Hanakouji 🏵

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Sing little song bird \\\*

Gal pals \\\^*

💕 Lisa Silverman 💕

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Sing little song bird \\\*

💬 Chikarin Ueda 💬

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Sing little song bird \\\*

Gal pals \\\^*

Persona 3

💀 ryomina 💀

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New moon \\\^*

Full moon \\\^*

Strawberry scented \\\

Mine \\\^

Consequences \\\^

Silence is golden \\\^

Silence is golden v.2.0 \\\

Yandere/dark content

Anniversary lilies \\\^*

Winter is a lovely season for romance and funerals TOC x*

Don't you dare (make me fall in love with you) \\\^

Yandere!Ryomina x reader //

Photogenic \\\

Ring, ring \\\

Just a dream \\\

🥀 ryoji mochizuki 🥀

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Crime and punishment \\\^*

Yandere/dark content

My bloody valentine \\\^_

The lethality of the persona bites //

🌼 Elizabeth 🌼

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Breed the Easter bunny \\\^*

The honeymoon phase \\\^*

Knock before you enter! \\\^*

🍾 Mitsuru Kirijo 🍾

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Crime and punishment \\\^*

Exam day \\\^*

🌸 yukari takeba 🌸

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Crime and punishment \\\^

🌙 minato arisato/Makoto yuuki 🌙

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Crime and punishment \\\^*

Today's the day \\\^

A creative use for personas \\\^*

🥊akihiko sanada 🥊

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Crime and punishment \\\^*

🤖 aigis 🤖

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Crime and punishment \\\^*

⚾️ Junpei iori ⚾️

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Crime and punishment \\\^*

📕 fuuka yamagishi 📕

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Crime and punishment \\\^*

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Crime and punishment

Persona 4

🌼 Margaret 🌼

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Compliments \\\^*

Wish you were here \\\^*

The honeymoon phase \\\^*

Welcome back, dear \\\^*

The birds teach the bees \\\^

👓 Yu Narukami 👓

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Dessert before dinner \\\^*

Compliments \\\^*

Breed the Easter bunny \\\^*

The birds and the bees, the squeakquel \\\^

Wish you were here \\\^*

The honeymoon phase \\\^*

The birds finally meet the bees \\\^

Welcome back, dear \\\^*

🧡 souyo 🧡

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It's only gay if you kiss \\\^*

Dom/sub dynamic ideas //^*

🎎 Kanji Tatsumi 🎎

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Take ten \\\^*

Loosen up \\\^*

Double trouble \\\^*

🌟 rise kujikawa 🌟

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Double trouble \\\^*

Persona 5/royal

🏴‍☠️ Ryuji sakamoto 🏴‍☠️

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Just relax and enjoy yourself \\\^*_

Just a normal lunch date \\\^*_

Draw me like one your french girls \\\^

Paint me like one of your anatomy studies \\\^

A midnight visitor \\\^*

🐈 akira kurusu/Ren amamiya 🐈

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Bow to your emperess \\\^*

The lethality of the persona bites //

☕️ Haru okumura ☕️

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Bow to your emperess \\\^*

How to get a promotion 101 \\\^*

🦞 Yusuke Kitagawa 🦞

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Just a normal lunch date \\\^*_

Draw me like one of your french girls \\\^

Paint me like one of your anatomy studies \\\^

A midnight visitor \\\^*

🔫 akeshu 🔫

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Smile for the camera \\\^*

A wolf in sheep's clothing \\\^*

Calling collect \\\^*

Yandere/dark content

My crown jewel \\\^*

🔪 Goro akechi 🔪

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Human nature \\\^*

The lethality of the persona bites //

Dark/yandere content

Blackmail \\\^*

👩‍⚖️ Sae Nijima 👩‍⚖️

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The perfect method of stress relief \\\^*

Wish you were here \\\^*

Loosen up \\\^*

Welcome back, dear \\\^*

🐼 Makoto Nijima 🐼

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Peep show \\\^*

🐆 Ann Takamaki 🐆

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Who needs implants with shadows like these? \\\^*

Take Ten \\\^*

Double trouble \\\^*

👩‍⚕️ Tae Takemi 👩‍⚕️

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Check up \\\^*

Loosen up \\\^*

Sneak peeks

Crude jokes are my specialty!

[literallykenmaandshoyo]

Holostars as Boyfriends

Holostars x gender neutral reader Requested by: M E! Proofread: No Music: Minecraft Relaxing Music Box

Warnings: None. Pure fluff Author's Note: I'm starving for Holostars content. SOMEONE HAS TO DO IT. SOMEONE HAS TO WRITE FOR MY UNDERRATED BOYS. I'm currently not writing for the UPROAR boys because there are so few clips of them so I can't get a good read of them :/ As soon as I get one they will be written about too! (Also, just for clarification sake, I write for the persona, not the person behind the avatar. This is all just based off of dorky clips/translations.) -Mod Kenma

He's so lovable I swear

Miyabi is more on the quieter soft-spoken side so I imagine him being a lot softer with his love

Even though he has his loud moments, he's rather chill with you

The two of you play simple games like animal crossing together and mess with each other's islands

Sometimes he'll go on long rants about really nothing and stop himself with "what am I even talking about" and it makes you both laugh

He loves to tease you

Miyabi is super playful when it's just the two of you

He hardly ever gets jealous. I feel like there is a lot of trust between the two of you so he won't really see any guy as a threat

The only time he does get jealous is either playfully or someone doesn't back off

Even then, he's pretty civil

Please go on picnic dates with him in the forest. He'd be so excited

Miyabi actually gets a little nervous when introducing you to the other Holostars members

They're all really good friends who he wants their honest opinions about you

Don't worry though, they all love you

Sometimes Temma, Izuru, and Roberu will say that you're stealing Miyabi away from them but it's all in good fun

You two are the couple that matches all the time

I don't mean it in a tacky way. I mean in he's wearing plaid pants you're wearing a plaid shirt, skirt, shorts, or pants

You two wear the same color a lot

Where do I begin with this boy lol

First and foremost, he's just like a cat

He'll invade your personal space and always request affection

Izuru would so use his high pitched kawaii femme voice to try to get things out of you

Does it work? That's all up to how resilient you are to it

The king of making random noises

He's very blunt so be prepared for just pure honesty

(Sometimes it feels like a slap in the face but I swear he doesn't mean it in a rude way)

Be prepared for a lot of yelling

He's very competitive so everything you two do together sort of turns into a little game

It's always light-hearted though

He's such a dork I swear,,

Izuru is definitely the type to bully you

He does it out of love so don't worry

I would call him a classic case of a tsundere but he's just dorkier

Izuru is the type of partner who will bully you but get upset when other people do the same

Literally the softest

He will offer his arm to you no matter what

Himbo

Rikka is literally a himbo at times

That's what happens when you date a holodroid with 2 GB

Anyways,

Rikka has a hard time telling you that he loves you so he expresses it through actions

Whether it be writing you a song, making you a playlist, acts of service stuff

I feel like the two of you would be a super soft couple

Like the ones who are so domestic you would think they're married

The two of you do a lot of things together, like shopping and chores

Sometimes Rikka forgets things so he leans on you for support

You help him keep track of things like important dates and where he left stuff

There are sticky notes everywhere to help with this problem

Rikka likes to think you're his muse <3

When he's working on a song, he talks to you about it and has you listen to the small things he's doing for your opinion

He really likes to know your opinion on his music

If you like it, then there is nothing stopping him from completing the project

On days when everything isn't so bright, Rikka will sing to you

It'll either be his own original song (something he wrote for you or about you), your favorite song, or he'll make one up on the spot

He'll sing about how your hair frames your face, how you always look pretty to him, and how he'll love you forever

Gilf?

Dilf?

I don't know and I'm too afraid to ask

Aruran is such a boomer so be prepared for that

It's cute though so don't worry

He's incredibly smart and uses it to his advantage

He either uses it to flirt with you or to be annoying

It all depends on how he's feeling

Even though Aruran can be a boomer at times, his love for you is adorable

Definitely an acts of service and a gift-giver person

He doesn't go all out spending on you, he buys you sweet sentimental stuff

He for sure will bring something to you with "this reminded me of you :)"

Whenever he's working hard with Holostars, you'll be on the sidelines cheering him on

You'll be there after every practice not only hyping him up but also his friends

I'm sorry but as Aruran's partner, you're gonna be the unintentional mom friend of the group

I say this because since Aruran works so hard, you have snacks and water for him after practice and the boys get jealous~

Especially Tenma, Roberu, and Shien

Or at least they're the most vocal about it lol

You two do a ton of cooking dates together

Most of it is Italian food but nobody is judging

They are the most romantic cooking dates

Fresh flowers in the center of the table, candles, nice outfits

Aruran wants to make sure that you know you are loved and appreciated by him

Another boy that I don't know where to begin with

He's your pro gamer!

Astel loves to play competitive video games with you

He teaches you all he knows

He's also a goofy guy so expect him to randomly break out dancing while you two are doing something

Sometimes he'll drag you in

There the two of you are, doing dumb disco moves together in an aisle at a store or something

Astel is the type of boyfriend who is always down to do dumb stuff with you

You wanna go to 7/11 at 2 am for snacks? Just wake him up

Wanna get ice cream when it's raining? Sure just let him grab the umbrella

Astel will complain a little but it's all in good fun

He'll give you one of those star pieces of himself that he gave to the Holostar boys

You wear it on you constantly and try to incorporate it into every outfit

(I suggest wearing it as a broach during fancy events it'll look cute)

Astel is also very chaotic at times so just be prepared for random yelling and playful bullying

He's probably the type of boyfriend that will just randomly bite you

Like those videos of animals sneaking to their owners and just biting them

That's literally what he does

Temma my beloved

Golden retriever bf

He will literally be your knight in shining armor

If you need literally anything he will be there

Is the type of boyfriend to take pictures of all the cute animals he sees and sends you them

Temma just randomly brings things to you

A rock? It reminded him of your eyes

Sunglasses? He thought you'd look nice in them

He has your snacks memorized so whenever you feel down he'll surprise you with them

Please let him show off

He'll do all sorts of cool sword tricks to impress you

Very clumsy bf

Make sure you always have bandaids on you just in case

He may be frightened easily but if you wanna do something scary, he'll be with you

(Probably behind you..with his eyes closed...and holding your hand really tightly but-)

He always tries to make you laugh

Loves to just sit down and do things with you

Prefers to do quiet things over loud when it's just the two of you

Please cuddle him. He loves to hold you in his arms and just never let go

His laugh is sooo contagious that there is always a chance once he gets going you'll start giggling too

When his friends invite the two of you out he gets nervous because he loves his friends but also loves you

He's worried that they won't like you

Please reassure him that everything will be ok

Also, tell everyone embarrassing stories about him

His face will get so red and he'll try to shut you up

Roberu is the type to tell everyone stories about dumb shit the two of you do

He wants to go out on adventures with you and show everyone photos of you

Literally so proud of you and everything you do

There are so many dumb photos of the two of you

Go find fun themed cafes and restaurants to take cute photos in

His hugs are literally to die for!!

Scary mob boss? Nah, cuddly boyfriend

Literally will not let you go

He always has to be touching you in some way shape or form

He tries to look so scary but everyone can tell it's just an act when he's with you

Please give him pets he loves them so much

When he's not busy, he loves sleeping in with you

Just the two of you laying in bed together makes him so happy

Wear his clothes please he'd be so happy

He likes wearing matching colors with you (like purple and black obviously)

The type of boyfriend who will buy an outfit specifically to match whatever you have in your closet

You two have matching accessories too

Like broaches and suit cuffs, stuff like that

Even simple things like summer anklets are matching

Shien will take you out on expensive dates simply because he wants to

He spoils you for two reasons

One, it's because he thinks you deserve it

And two, because he likes to show you off

He's a simp I don't know what you expect

Another secretly soft cuddly boyfriend

He's kind of a tsundere but in the sense that he likes to poke fun at you

When he is soft with you, expect straightforward compliments that are so out of the blue you can't help but get flustered

Oga strikes me as the type of boyfriend who gets very territorial

Not because he doesn't trust you, it's because he doesn't expect people to respect your boundaries

Be careful, he bites and nips a lot

It's how he shows his love ok

I'm sorry but Oga is naturally tall so just get ready to be his armrest

Very simple boyfriend

He gives you flowers on special events and small pieces of green jewelry

Whatever you wanna do, he's down for

As long as you're happy, he's happy

Sometimes he will tease you if you're wearing something he finds especially attractive

Most of the time it is simply him joking about undressing you but he always respects your boundaries

Don't be afraid to tease him back though, he likes when you have a little kick to your words

Flirt with him back with the same energy please for the love of god

He likes when you throw the same energy back at him

[kingmikoto]

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐈𝐓 ۫ ִ ׂ💭 ◟♡ ˒ ⊹ ݁ ִ  ۫

✩ 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑’𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄. for kuroh my beloved

✩ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. none just fluff

『 I like a girl that's got a boyfriend

Can't seem to get her out of my head

And she knows it should be me in her bed

Yeah, she knows it, she knows it, she knows it 』

He couldn't stand him. How he didn't hang on to every word you said, the way he dismissed the sweet and catering actions you made and how he would roll his eyes at you when you talked about the new job promotion you received. He didn't deserve you and he knew it. Your boyfriend. Your halfwitted, imprudent, harebrained boyfriend.

God he hated him so much. Okay, maybe hated was strong, but his disliking for him was so immense that this made his mood instantaneously shift the moment he would even feel his aura within a five mile radius. Serious;y, he had it out for this guy.

But why did he care? Why did he care so much that you were with a man who was not worthy of your saccharine love. If he could he would drown himself in you. If he hadn't the duty of being a Clansman of the Silver King he would give you his heart, soul and body.

That's what he would catch himself saying about you. No, he didn't have time for such silly things. Love was not his to proritize at the very moment. In fact, it was the last thing on his list. But he couldn't get you out of his head no matter how hard he had tried.

When he would lay at night, he found himself thinking about you. In more ways then one. He imagined that you were in his bed driving you over the edge and pleasing you the way you knew that he wouldn't.

『 I think I'm in love, you're like my twin flame

You and I, we're perfectly aligned, it drives me insane

That he gets to call you mine

When he don't get your brain like I do 』

The times that he did speak to you, he felt like he was on cloud nine. Your smile, your warmth and the way you would always bring him homecooked meals when the Neko would selfishly finish his food when he wasn't looking.  He felt so interwined with you and he knew that you had felt the same way. If it weren't for that incessant pest that you called your boyfriend keeping you from being in his arms. 

"Hey, you're mine. You know, that right?" Your boyfriend would say interjecting the conversation Kuroh would be having with you. His slimy arms slithered around you like a snake as he kissed you. And he made sure it was always around him.

Even going as far as giving your ass a small squeeze to which you would swat your hand at him immediately getting embarrassed that he would do something so sleazy in front of Kuroh.

But Kuroh knew that it was just a game. You were a pawn. Disposable. Expendable.

Kuroh knew his real intentions,but he had no idea how to tell you without you coming right to his rescue. Explaining to him how he was a good man and a greater boyfriend. He had to mentally note not roll his eyes out of his head.

『 Yeah, it's like ecstasy

When you're next to me

Think that you should leave him

And stay with mе 』

On days when he could see you without that jerk being around, he would invite you over to cook for you while Neko and Shiro were away running errands.

"Shouldn't you be with your King?"

He would smile as he was serving you steamed rice. "He doesn't always need me around. I am my own person, you know."

A smile would tug a your lips as you would thank him for the food and begin to dig in. Something about being together unfailingly felt right. You had the same interests in culinary arts, you were both into art and art history. You were practically two halves of the same whole. 

You would joke that: "We're like two peas in a pod."

To which Kuroh would grin softly to himself as a soft carmine kissed at his cheeks. He would clear his throat immediately.

"You could say that."

To which you would laugh and how your laugh was contagious. It would send him into a fit of mirth hearing your melodious giggles. He would then remember that sleazy man and his laughter would die down as he face became more serious and you would follow.

"I think you should leave him."

『 What about the things you said that he does?

And how every day with him is like some fight club

We had an instant connection when it took you two months

Yeah, we had more fun 』

And when you had told your boyfriend of Kuroh's words, that sent your boyfriend into a spiral. He was raising his voice, and throwing things like you had never seen you before. There would be a lot of times where you would get into quarrels over things Kuroh would say, but this--this was unlike something he had ever done. 

It almost felt suspicious the way he was thrashing around and making you feel bad for saying a simple thing. It was times like these that you wished Kuroh was actually there. There to comfort you and not just in a friendly way. You had fun with him. Like actual fun. Even when you were Shiro and Neko, he made it a point to prioritize your happiness. 

Shiro had considered them friends rather than subordinate and King, still it was a little odd to see that he was putting you first in everything. Serving you the first bowl, the first cup of tea, making sure to ask if your food was fine and how he could accomodate to your needs. Hell, he would even ask what you wanted to eat the day before and would wake up extra earlier to make it fresh.

Which is something Kuroh had been lacking on. Usually he would make Shiro and Neko's lunch the night before and store it in the fridge, but with you he went the extra step.

"Are you seriously accusing me of cheating?" Pulling you out of your stupor.

Realization hit you like a shit ton of bricks. You crossed your arms and raised a brow at him.

"I never said you did."

『 You seem lonely and it's so damn cruel

'Cause you're so back and forth like you're striking a chord

And then leading me on when you know that it's wrong

In denial, everybody sees it but you 』

It was disheartening as hell to see you all by yourself, looking over at the ocean as you hugged your knees to your chest. For days you would do this since you had finally broken up with your boyfriend and even worse that Valentine's Day was right about the corner. Kuroh could only watch you from afar, too afraid to say anything that might strike a nerve. He wanted to get closer to you not push you further away.

It felt like you were leading him on and Shiro and Neko would take notice of your relationship. Shiro would especially hate that his friend's heart was aching for another woman who was struggling with her own turmoil, but alas what could he do?

"I got just the thing. Neko, I'll need your help." Shiro would bounce his fist to his palm as the idea had struck.

She would blink at him several times before her lips erupted into a grin. "Anything for Shiro!"

And that's when the duo got to work. They had been planning on how you two would get together over the span of two months. While you had been healing from your broken heart, the pair had been schemeing from behind the scenes.

"What are you two up to?" Kuroh would narrow his eyes at them as Shiro and Neko would act inconspicuous, but he could read them like an open book.

He merely chose to ignore them and the way they would whisper to one another and then look at him and that back at one another before they started again. Kuroh would simply sigh and keep eating away at his meal until he their murmurs seemed to get louder and more obnoxious.

Clank!

Shiro and Neko's eyes broadened at Kuroh who had slammed his bowl on the coffee table before getting up and grabbing his jacket.

"W-where are you going Kuroh-kun?" Shiro would ask as he followed behind him.

"Out." He replied as he put on his shoes and unlocked the door finally leaving the two of them behind. 

They both gave each other the same devilish grins as they rubbed their hands together to commence their Operation: Valentine's Day.

Yes not very original, but they didn't have time to exactly come up with anything fresher than that ass they were on a time limit. 

Today had been Valentine's Day and while they didn't really celebrate it as much, they wanted something good to come out of it for the both of you lonely and unfortunate souls.

As Kuroh had made his way to the ocean he noticed that someone else was there and he could recognized your form from anywhere. He felt for his pocket for a moment. Did he really want to do this now? He shook his head gazing at how your hair shifted in the breeze. The water sparkled beautifully, but it paled in comparison to you. You who was ethereal in every conceivable way. 

He gulped as he started making his way towards you and you felt a presence come up from behind you.

"Hi, Kuroh."

He blinked several times before answering. "How did you know it was me?"

You gazed up at him with twinkling [e/c] hues and smiled gloriously at him. Oh, how divine you were.

"I know the sound of your footsteps." 

He felt the wind sweep across the both of you and suddenly the world around you changed. Literally.

Sakura blossoms began to appear out of nowhere as the petal danced around the both of you. Your eyes broadened as you took a gander of the new existence you were living in. When had all the cherry blossoms appeared? You didn't know anymore, but when you peered back at Kuroh he was already on one knee with the most beautiful rose gold ring you had possibly laid eyes on. Your face warming as your lip quivered. 

"[name], I've come to learn that I have fallen deeply in love with you and I cannot bear to have you not by side any longer. Please accept this as a token of my love and admiration for you, until I can replace it with something even more permanent.

Your hands crossed against your chest as you felt your throat close up. You couldn't believe that Kuroh was hiding his feelings for you. Suddenly all the moments that you spent together, the way he grimaced at your sleazy ex boyfriend and all the sweet gestures he made towards you. It all made sense.

"I--I don't know how I could possibly say no." You finally replied.

"So that's a yes?" His cheeks were tinted vermillion as he gazed up at you, holdind you hand.

You nodded and smiled. "Yes!"

He slipped the ring onto your finger. "It's a promise ring."

You twirled it around watching how it caught in the sunlight. "It's beautiful. Where's yours?"

He held it between his fingers and gently took it from him and raised his porcelain hand as you slid it into his slim digit. he interwined your fingers together and his free hand now caressing your face. A rare smile on his visage as he peered down at you. The light filtering on to your face made you even more angelic. But before he could say a thing, the sakura blossoms disappeared and the ocean was in full view again.

"Neko!" You heard Shiro's voice, but he was nowhere to be seen. 

Kuroh sighed as he turned right to the stop that those two idiots were in, spying on the both of you. "We already heard you."

You giggled as you watched Neko fall on her ass from one of the trees and Shiro soon followed helping her up as she cried.

"I'm sorry. I let it happen for a moment because it gave me a boost of confidence and it was a nice change in scenery. Perfect, really."

"Mhm. Mhm." You nodded in agreement. "Very nice scenery."

He chuckled at you before pressing his lips to yours. Your eyes broadened at his sudden contact, but he could no longer hold back. He finally kissed you after all these months that he's bottled his feelings for you. You eyes slowly closing as you heard Shiro and Neko cheered in the back and the both of you smiled mid kiss. He wanted to scold them for how irritating they were being, but he could care less knowing that you were now his.

"Shiro and Neko got Kuroh and [name] together!" Neko exclaimed as she locked arms with Shiro.

"You owe us a freshly made lunch Kuroh!" Shiro undid his umbrella as he and Neko began to float.

It was always such a spectacular sight watching Shiro defy physics. 

You both waved at them before returning back to one another a smirk playing on your lips as you raised your brow at him.

"Planning to marry me, eh?"

Kuroh face flushed red as he rubbed the back of neck. "I--I mean, call it a courtship. If you will."

Your arms encased his body and pulled him flush against yours. You had never seen him so flustered before.

"Well, I accept. You're not slipping away from me." You leaned your face closer to his and captured his lips again.

He welcomed you with a warm embrace and many kisses in return. He could tell you all about the future he envisioned with you later.

『 I like a girl that's got a boyfriend

Can't seem to get her out of my head

And she knows it should be me in her bed

Yeah, she knows it, she knows it, she knows it 』

[frickingnerd]

Heroes Masterlist

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Cammuravi

taking care of a sick cammuravi - headcanons

Zeon

lost days of warmth - oneshot

when we had it all - drabble

zeon with an agnian s/o - headcanons

poly relationship with zeon & juniper - headcanons

love triangle with zeon, kite & juniper - headcanons

Isurd

dating isurd - headcanons

isurd with a s/o who's afraid of the dark - headcanons

Ashera

ashera's s/o collapsing during training - headcanons

Juniper

ashera's s/o finding out about her scar - headcanons

poly relationship with eunie & ashera - headcanons

dating juniper - headcanons

poly relationship with zeon & juniper - headcanons

being in a poly relationship with kite and juniper - headcanons

love triangle with zeon, kite & juniper - headcanons

Alexandria

alexandria dating a former moebius - headcanons

Teach

sparring with teach - oneshot

nothing to worry about - drabble

dating teach - headcanons

Miyabi

yandere miyabi - headcanons

reuniting with miyabi - headcanons

Gray

having a child with gray - headcanons

Monica

first date with monica vandham - drabble

giving monica a hickey - headcanons

Ghondor

ghondor realizing her feelings for you - headcanons

ghondor beating up your abusive ex - headcanons

ghondor comforting you after shania's death - headcanons

Masha

not so oblivious now - drabble

dating masha - headcanons

Melia

melia meeting her child - headcanons

melia dating a hom - headcanons

fake dating melia antiqua (xc1) - headcanons

being in a poly relationship with melia and nia - headcanons

Nia

tomorrow with you - oneshot

nia patching up her s/o - oneshot

nia meeting mythra & rex's child - headcanons

cuddling with nia (xc2) - headcanons

nia's s/o being a member of torna (xc2) - headcanons

being in a poly relationship with melia and nia - headcanons

[boomboomberry7]

Betrayal Cuts Deep

Pairing: Sanemi x Fem!Reader

Warning: Mention of betrayal, this is not related to the actual story line, mention of suicide at the end, blood, killing.

Genre:Angst

Blood dripped down your face, your body, and your katana. But that wasn’t the thing that pained you the most, the thing that pained you was the look on your lover's face. Horrid, betrayal, sadness, anger, and regret were flashing through his purple eyes. The one thing he hated the most was demons because they killed his entire family. So when he fell in love with you he swore to protect you from every demon, but what if you were one yourself. 

One day the truth will come out, and that day will pain everyone. The person you love the most and the people you cared about were betrayed by you because you were selfish enough to stay. The truth was that you weren’t supposed to stay.

Flashback

“Y/n Miyabi, my strongest Kitsune. You are sent to the human world to wipe up all the traces of tengus living there. One has always said foxes and crows are never to cross paths, one stays on land, and the other flies through the sky.  Never to cross paths. But Tengus has been destroying almost all of our shrines. They declare war and I shall give in. So go my child.” 

You nodded and opened a portal to the human world and erased all of your scent masking it with a human scent. 

As you traveled the lands of the humans, killing one tengu by one. You encounter a demon trying to attack you but before you could kill it off a gust of wind came flying, you were quick enough to dodge the attack. “What is a girl doing out here at midnight?! You will be killed by a demon if you keep wandering around out here at night!” A rough voice yelled from the dust cloud caused by the wind.

The dust finally settled and revealed a tall, muscular, scarred, white hair boy. “Am I not allowed to be out here at night?” You cluelessly asked and he gave a short answer, “No”

So you asked him why and he told you or more like yelled at you that human-eating demons were roaming at night. So he demanded you to go home, but you told him you didn’t have a home. Which led him to stare at you blankly and hesitantly he offered you his estate to stay at.

That led to a love that you didn’t know you could feel. Which led to your mission which was supposed to take a maximum of two weeks into years.

Flashback ended

But a fantasy always comes to an end. The truth will be revealed. Love is replaced by betrayal. Just because of one single fight.

Flashback

After years of living with Sanemi, you have not realized that there was a kitsune shrine near his estate. Not until you smelt the smell of a tengu nearby. Still not forgetting what you were sent here for you set off to kill the tengu. Sanemi was on a mission so he wasn’t home, which was the perfect chance for you to go off. 

Once you got closer, you transformed into your true form, a fox human with nine tails. You had the color of the white and black coat. One of your eyes turned from a brown/black into emerald green, the other one stayed the same. You wield your katana in one hand, the black and white represented your two tails, and each of your tails represented a power. The black and white powers were shadow and darkness and the other was light and brightness. 

On your other hand was your third eye which looked like a big ghostly eye. This was called the curse of the third eye. You weren’t born with this power, you were cursed by Shuten-Doji the leader of yokai for disobeying the laws. 

This power lets you make your enemies hallucinate, visualize, and physically a death you caused for them.

You walked towards the Tengu which gave off very powerful energy. Once you came into the range you opened your third eye, causing you to see the world in black and red. Letting you see every single movement. The tengu turned to you not yet putting the first attack. “You ruined my kind’s shrines and you think you can get away with it?”

The tengu cackles at your sayings and replies “So what we are just having a little fun, don’t you guys like being mischievous? You know with kitsune being a mischievous fox and all.” you scoffed at the comment, “Playing tricks and pranks are different than destroying one’s property.” You sent back at the tengu. “But oh how weak of them to send their strongest link after us tengus.” The tengu gave out a horrid laugh. That was when she came flying at you trying to swing her big wings at you. 

You moved quickly and slashed at her wings. But she was fast and was already right behind you knocking you back into a tree. You threw your third eye into the sky pulling her into your world of hallucination. You managed to leap at her and slice one of her wings making her let out a horrid scream. 

“You damn fox.” She screamed

 She used her claw-like feet to scratch your back and then kicked you sending you to the ground. When you got up you met with the eyes of your lover and his peers. You froze which was an opportunity for the tengu to stab you piercing from your back to your stomach making you spew out blood. 

You snapped back into reality using your magic to a barrier to protect Sanemi and the other hashiras. 

“A kitsune protecting the ones she loves will be useless if you’re dead.” She laughs standing onto of you. But you smirked “But I won’t die if you don’t stab the right spot you stupid tengu.” You quickly moved and pierced her with your katana through her heart, killing her instantly. “What kind o yokai are you do not know a weakness of one.” You threw her body to the ground and pulled out her katana from your stomach which sealed up but still not fully healed. 

Flashback ended

He saw the way you killed the tengu. He sees you covered in blood. He saw your true self.

“You’re a demon.” That was what he first said after a silence. You tried to approach him but with every step you moved forward he moved back. “Nemi… please I’m not a monster.” You stuttered out. “You are! All demons are monsters. You lied, you betrayed me. I loved you.” 

His words pained you one by one but what mostly pained you was ‘I loved you’ 

“Please… don’t be like this Nemi. I know I am a demon and I know that I lied and all but I love you and I won’t hurt a soul.” Tears ran down your eyes. 

“So you were going to hide it from me forever?! I was going to marry a demon without even knowing.” He screamed and you cried.

“I loved you truly I did Y/n, but I can no longer love you. You’re a demon. Your just a kind that kills and kills. War is all you guys want. Blood shed. I just want peace. To live in a world were my kids will not be murdered. Yet you live in a world were you kill others. You should’ve seen the way you looked killing the tengu. All I saw was pure evil in your eyes.” You could he was holding back every emotion.

“I-I’m sorry…” “No, you’re not! You know I hated demons. You know what they did to me. Yet you decided to lie and betray my trust. Leave. Leave forever. I don’t want to see you anymore.” He turned away.

Leave 

You repeated the word over and over. Yet you didn’t move a muscle. Your eyes are still fixed on him. 

A kitsune’s death is caused by only one thing, the pain of a heart. 

A soul could perish due to heartbreak.

“This was my suicide mission. I love you always Sanemi Shinazugawa. Goodbye, forever my love.”

Everything turned black as your body turned to stone because you were stabbed physically in the hurt but you died due to the feeling of love. 

Once your body turned to stone, Sanemi walked over to your statue putting his hand into yours while kneeling down. “May I see you in another peaceful life and may we fall in love truly.”

[insufferable-bastardz]

Fanfic recs - Week 23 (october 30)

Well, hello there!

how are y’all doing? honestly, don’t have much to say this week, so without further ado...

(if you want to check previous recommendations, here my (sort of) masterpost )

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Moonlight Cafe -  Vampire!Jaebeom x Reader by @jinyoungsir

Summary: Trapped in a small town where everyone knows everyone, you feel as though you’re going nowhere fast until a mysterious traveler begins to frequent the little roadside diner you work in and turns your small world upside down.

not a p.s.: i don’t think i have a got7 bias (?honestly, dunno, i like ‘em all) but i swear every.damn.time i see Jaebeom content (whatever media, even just him singing) i fall in love T-T

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Playing him by ear - Kyoga x Reader (x Miyabi) [Enchanted in the Moonlight] by @spyoflove

Summary*: When Shinra and Miyabi come back home, they hear Kyoga making some weird noises, though they went to spy on him and MC, they find a completely different thing from what they were expecting.

still not a p.s.(?): alright, I’ve written this once before for another Voltage related fic, but PLEASE do read it, even if you’re not aware of the fanfom or where the characters are from, you will not regret it for sure! 

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Like Strangers Do - Dick Grayson x Reader by @cxplqnce

Summary:  Based on Like Strangers Do by AJ Mitchell

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Like Glass - Loki x Reader by @your-highnessmarvel

Summary: Reader wears a lot of avengers merch and that makes Loki jealous, until she surprises him.

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[7:19pm]  - Jinyoung x Reader ft. Felix, Jisung and Hyunjin by @jinyoungsir

Summary: (a crack fic, i think and the only summary i have for you is an emoji)  🤣 (go read it, takes a minute to do so)

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Hope you all enjoy and please, please, please, please, if you end up reading any of these recommendations and like it as much as I do, give the writer some love, even if is just a like or a reblog.

Sending lots of love to all of you ♥

*(this piece does not have an official summary)

[fandomlife-giver]

Attack of the Lady Manager!: 2

Pairing: Eventual Kyoya x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1739

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'Oh crap! I've heard all about this girl and how she has a crazy obsession with some video game character and she's here now?! What if she sees me and recognizes me? Wait, I've never actually met her and hopefully, she hasn't seen my pictures either. Ah! I can't take a chance around her, not to mention she has a tendency to be a little controlling, or so I have heard.'

"Y/N?"

You hadn't realized that the moment you began to mentally panic, your body went stiff, your eyes wide, and you were clenching your teeth tightly together. Kyoya was staring at your strange behavior and quirked an eyebrow as he poked your arm with his quill pen.

"Y/N?"

The moment his voice reached your ears, you snapped out of your own thoughts and with a squeak, quickly hid behind Kyoya. His eyebrows shot up and when he tried to turn around, you gripped his shoulders and forced him to stay facing forward.

"Umm, Kyoya, may I please excuse myself to the kitchen?"

You didn't even give him time to answer as you quickly released him and made a break for him. However, when you heard a voice scream, you stopped in your tracks.

"No! Don't touch me! You're phony!"

Small gasps were heard from the hosts and you instantly turned around to see Tamaki, covering his face and staring wide-eyed at the girl.

"What do you mean...I'm phony?"

Pointing a menacing finger, she yelled in his face.

"Just what I said! You're phony! I find it hard to believe that someone like you is the prince character of this host club!"

With every word, Tamaki took a step backward with a horrified expression on his face.

She took a step forward, continuing her angered ranting.

"You shouldn't go spreading your love around like that so easily, you stupid! You must be a dim-witted narcissist! You're incompetent! You're a commoner! You're disgusting!"

'Oh my God, this girl is a lot.'

By the time her words finished wounding Tamaki, he was on the floor as if he had just been shot in the back several times. You couldn't take the wounded puppy look he had and stepped over to kneel down to him.

"Tamaki, are you okay?"

You placed a hand on his shoulder and he instantly tensed up.

"No..."

"I don't suppose you are..."

You glanced over your shoulder when Kyoya spoke and you found he was staring across at her. Then you heard an excited squeal and the second you turned your head back toward her, you regretted it.

"It's you, Kyoya!"

She came charging toward you and ended up trampling over Tamaki and pushing you out of the way, resulting in you colliding into the floor beside Tamaki.

'What the heck? She pushed me?'

You lifted your head and pushed yourself up. Not even a second after, there were two pairs of hands holding you up and got you standing.

"You okay, butterfly?"

With a sigh, you nodded, crossing your arms over your chest as you all watched the strange girl jump on Kyoya and wrap her arms around him.

"Oh, how I've longed to meet you! My one and only prince charming!"

The twins and you shared a confused look and you couldn't help but notice the identical look of confusion on Kyoya's face, even if it was for only a split second.

'I feel I should be worried about how this will play out.'

Hikaru furrowed his brows and lowered his voice so that only you and Kaoru could hear.

"Who is that girl?"

******

You choked on your cup of tea as you were tasting it.

"Fiance?!"

She had the biggest smile on her face as she nodded proudly at you who sat across from her.

"Of course. My name is Renge Hoshakuji and I'm transferring into Ouran Academy's first year, Class A tomorrow."

Putting a palm to your mouth to wipe the spilled tea off, you cleared your throat and gestured over to where Kyoya was in the room.

"So, you and Kyoya are engaged to be married?"

She vigorously nodded her head.

"Yes. You seem quite surprised, though. Shouldn't a commoner feel happy to hear news about love?"

You clenched your hand into a fist as you dryly laughed.

"I'm sorry, it's just that...Kyoya's never mentioned you to any of us before."

You placed your cheek in the palm of one hand as you picked up your cup again with the other.

"So, how exactly did you two lovebirds meet?"

Her smile grew bigger and she began giggling like a school girl as she stood up and outstretched her arms to the sky.

"Ours is a story of life at first sight. I couldn't resist the way you were adoring those flowers in the backyard when you thought no-one else was looking."

Your brows furrowed.

'The cold-hearted tax collector was adoring garden flowers?'

Your eyes went to Kyoya as he took a seat on the same spot on the couch that Renge was just sitting on.

"And how sweet it was when you reached out to that poor, injured little kitten."

The sound of a held back laugh came from you as you tried to picture what she was saying.

'Probably before taxing that cat for his service.'

You swallowed your laughter and glanced back at her.

"Um, are you serious? I mean, are you sure you don't have the wrong person?"

In a second, she was in your face, a flash of anger washing over her own face.

"No way! How could you say such a thing? I know my prince charming anywhere!"

You shrank back in your seat at her sudden closeness.

"He's a gentleman whose kind to everyone but doesn't ask for anything in return. He likes solitude, but in fact, sometimes he gets lonely."

At her last sentence, you tilted your head in thought.

'You know, she couldn't be more wrong, but then again, we don't really know that much about him. I wonder what he's really like when he's not here.'

"He looks like the star of the popular dating sim, 'Uki-doki Memorial'!"

She finally got out of your personal space to turn around and point her finger at Kyoya's face.

"You're my real life Ichijo Miyabi!"

A sudden wave of realization hit you.

'The daughter of Mr. Hoshakuji is obsessed with some video game character...Oh...'

"Now that makes sense," You muttered to yourself, but Kyoya still heard you and he lifted his head when Renge began running around, talking I a lovesick tongue about her love for this character.

You gestured for everyone to come over and they gathered around quickly. The twins sat on either side of you on the couch and Haruhi stood close by. You leaned forward to talk just so they could hear.

"This girl is not in love with Kyoya, but of a character that happens to look exactly like him, even down to the glasses most likely. I can only guess she's projecting her love of him onto Kyoya. And if that's the case..."

You looked directly at Kyoya for confirmation.

"Then wouldn't that mean that she only thinks that you are engaged to her?"

'At least I really hope that he isn't.'

He closed his eyes and hummed.

"Someone's sharp. I came to that conclusion as well."

From behind the couch that Kyoya sat on, Tamaki's head popped up and he had a visibly grim expression.

"Wait, so Y/N is right? She made it up and you're not really engaged, right?"

Kyoya rubbed his chin and lightly shook his head.

"Well no, I don't remember ever asking for her hand in marriage."

He gave an almost inaudible sigh as he crossed his arms.

"Besides, this is the first time I've ever met the woman."

You couldn't hold back the small chuckle this time as you stared at him.

"Well, you could've said so earlier. You almost gave Tamaki a heart attack."

A small smirk appeared on your face when you stole a look at Tamaki.

"Isn't that right, daddy?"

Tamaki breathed a sigh of relief at the same moment Renge stopped her running and collapsed beside Kyoya on the couch.

"According to my research, you're in charge of managing the club, is that true, Kyoya?"

Honey spoke up immediately from behind the couch.

"That's right, Kyoya-Chan is our director!"

Her eyes lit up as she scooted closer to him.

"You're the director? That's perfect!"

She looked away for a second to gaze up at the ceiling.

"I've always wanted to wear a sandwich board to advertise a business."

The twins spoke in harmony beside you, both matching monotone voices.

"We don't advertise. We're just a host club."

As if completely ignoring what they said, Renge turned back and looked at everyone, a new determination in her eyes.

"I've made up my mind. From now on, I'm going to be the manager of this host club!"

Her words made your heart drop to your stomach.

'The...manager?'

You snapped your head to Kyoya, your eyes begging him to say something.

"Um, Kyoya, you're not really gonna just let her--"

"Miss Hoshakuji is the only daughter of a very important Ootori family client."

In the split second he spoke, he instantly shut you up. He moved his eyes to you while taking a glance at everyone else.

"So please be polite and try not to offend her, all right?"

Renge smiled widely and closed her eyes.

"Well boys, I can't wait to work with you!"

No-one else smiled, in fact, they all frowned at the very idea.

"Y/N"

You turned your attention back to Kyoya as he stood up and began to walk away.

"Why don't you show our new manager around the club and go over our week's schedule with her."

Your jaw dropped.

"M-Me?"

You made out some amusement in his voice.

"Yes, I'm sure you'll do a fine job."

With a heavy sigh as he left the room, you stood up and went over to wear Renge was standing.

"Welcome to the host club, Miss Hoshakuji. Shall we start?"

She giggled in triumph and placed her hands proudly on her hips.

"Whatever my love wishes. Lead the way, commoner chef."

You forced a smile on your face as you started walking in front of her, heading toward the kitchen.

'This is not going to end well.'

[thatlongspringnight]

Spring Day

I  got a request for Enchanted in the moonlight (not specified) so I just wrote a small Miyabi x Reader. Take this fluff, I give it to you.

You smiled, taking a big gulp of the fresh spring air. Finally, a break, a break from the library, the shrine, all of the akayashi.

Well, all but one.

You glanced down at your entwined fingers and couldn’t help the grin on your face. It was nice to have some time alone with him.

“Its nice today, isn’t it Miyabi?”

He, for his part, tugged you closer to him, his elegant features drawing stares from the people on the street.

“What kind of question is that. Why would we be outside if it wasn’t nice?” He replied, but you could see the crimson on his features as you stood on your tip-toes, planting a kiss on his cheek.

You weren’t going to be off put by his attitude today. You pulled him along, humming softly to yourself.

The sound of the town faded in the distance as you got closer to your destination. Finally, silence took over as you stood there, an awed gasp leaving your throat.

“It’s so beautiful” You breathed, looking at the myriad of sakura trees, full blossoms stirring softly in the wind. Miyabi make a sound akin to a scoff, letting you rest your body against his chest, wrapping his arms around you. For a moment you both stand, letting the calm wash over the both of you.

Miyabi stirs first, unable to sit still for long. He turns you to be facing him, leaning his face close to yours.

“The flowers are nice, but they aren’t what I want to be looking at.” His nose brushes yours, lips so close to your own. Your hands move up to wrap around his neck as he kisses you.

You are together, in love.

Neither of you could be any happier as the sakura blossoms fall around you.

[frickingnerd]

reuniting with miyabi

pairing: miyabi x gn!reader

tags: big spoiler for chapter 6 / mio's side story, crying, hurt/comfort

the first night you were by miyabi's side again, you wouldn't let go of her

you were clinging onto her, quietly sobbing against her shoulder, as you held her in your arms

you thought you had lost her, yet here she was again

you could feel her heartbeat as you held her close, assuring you that she was really alive again

it was her. your miyabi. not an illusion, not one of the consults puppets. 

it was her!

she still sounded the same she always did, looked the same she always did and she still had her own little habits that distinguished her from an imposter

you didn't know what to do with yourself, other than hold her as close as you could

there were so many things you wanted to ask her, so many things you wanted to tell her

you wanted to tell her how much you missed her, how bad it had hurt as you watched the facility get destroyed with her inside it and how you had regretted that she died without you ever telling her how you really felt about her

but now that she was back, you didn't know where to start

all you could do was cry and hold her close, as miyabi quietly assured you that everything was going to be okay, now that she was by your side again…