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[mochiroreo]

And I will fuck you like nothing matters

Dark!reader x Rafe Cameron

TW: M18+ NON-CON, DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT, implied heavy smut at the end, degradation, non-consensual use of drugs, mentions of rape and domestic violence, mean!rafe, psycho!dark!reader, non-consensual recording (sorry not sorry rafe lol)

Author’s note: I am back just to post this blurb cause I love dark!Rafe but I also want to read something about the reader being the unhinged, pyscho one 🤭 . Also, this is unedited so if you see some wrong grammar or wrong spelling.. no you didn’t.

“Hmm..” a dull, throbbing pain made him tightly closed his eyes. His body feeling heavy and sluggish. He felt like he slept in a wrong position for two days, with how his muscles are aching. He was about to stretch and move his arms when he felt a tug that restricted his movements.

“Wait.. wha—?” The sensation made Rafe open his eyes, his baby blues scanning the room in utter confusion. He squinted as his eyes adjusted to the low light, looking up at his wrists tied together above him, and his legs tied to the bed frame. “What the fuck..?” He mumbled in a slurred manner, his baby blues darting around the room before feeling the bed dipped beside him.

“Oh, you’re awake!”

Rafe immediately looked up, his breath slightly hitching with how close your face is.

“A-angel?” He whispered his nickname for you, confusion more evident on his face now with his brows scrunched up. “How— why—“ Rafe’s questions were cut off by your giggle, airy and as if the whole situation is amusing, making his jaw tick in irritation.

For him, maybe it’s not as amusing. For you, however, it is definitely the highlight of your life.

“What are you doing? You think this is funny?” He asked, voice low and threatening, as if he is not the one tied down tightly on your bed right now. You just looked at him with a soft smile, a soft hand landing on his forehead to smooth the creases between his eyebrows before affectionately running your hand through his buzzed hair.

“Oh no, Rafey. I just think this suits you..” you words hanged onto the air, making him anticipate what’s next. “After all, isn’t this what you had planned for me? I just switched up who will be the victim.” You answered, ignoring the slight widening of his eyes with your answer.

His heart was thumping loudly inside his chest now, feeling the rope’s roughness that bound both his wrists and ankles. “W-what? I don’t— I don’t fucking know what you’re talking about.” Rafe looked straight into your eyes, trying to convince you. Yet your smile sent a chill down his spine.

“What do you mean? I know your plan silly!” You giggled, biting your bottom lip which made the boy gulp. “I am very much aware of the Kook king’s personal life and the rumours surrounding you, you know. The rape allegations at the parties after slipping some drugs on their drinks. Or maybe asking them to drink a bit too much. I have also heard how much you have punched and kicked your previous girlfriends.. lucky that your daddy knows how to bail you out!”

Your eyes travelled down Rafe’s disheveled state, the buttons of his white shirt undone, revealing a slither of tan skin underneath. His taut muscles evident as he squirms to move. While you were distracted, Rafe tried to free himself, struggling as the rope got tighter and tighter the more he tried to escape.

“Where was I? Oh! And so— I have heard from Topper how it’s now my “time” apparently. Then there you were! In front of my house, asking me to drink with you cause you were feeling lonely. I knew you slipped a drug on my drink,, so I have beat you to it and knocked you out.” You admitted with a shrug, moving away to stand up while still watching Rafe closely.

“You’re fucking crazy. I-I didn’t even— wasn’t planning to do anything!” Rafe tried to reason out, gritting his teeth when the rope wouldn’t budge.

“Really? Cause the rope that I used was from the back of your truck. I even found some little baggies.” You inserted your hand inside your bra, the action making Rafe stare straight to your chest and take in what you are wearing.

You wore white lacy set of lingerie, hugging the swell of your breasts and thighs, accentuating every dips and curves as if you were carves by the gods to look like a literal angel on earth.

Except, you are holding every variety of drugs that Rafe owns with a big smile.

Each bag has some different sized pills and powders, which you were sure were party drugs and coke from his drug dealer best friend, Barry.

“Now come on, Angel. Don’t you know that you shouldn’t touch what’s not yours? You don’t even know shit about drugs or-or how expensive those are!” He groaned, unable to do anything. Rafe is at his limit, his patience running thin as he think of the things he will do once he breaks free from the ropes, promising to himself that he will definitely fuck you to the point that you’ll beg him to stop plowing your abused cunt. Your appearance and his imagination making his thick cock hard despite his anger.

“Hmm.. I know which drugs is which. I think I stalked you enough to know which one is your favourite other than coke.” Moving closer, you brushed your hair away from your face. “And to be honest. I thought you would have more.” You grabbed a bottle of water on the bedside table before straddling Rafe’s chest.

The action made Rafe’s shorts tighter with how painfully hard he is, his point of view accentuating your breasts, seeing your nipples perky from the cold air inside the room. Once again, he struggled with the intention of trying to free himself to grab you and slap the shit out of you while drilling his cock to your wet pussy, he gritted his teeth and whispered menacingly.

“Now now, Angel. We can do this without the rope.. you know? If I have known you were a little freaky.. I would have asked you properly instead of what I was planning to do.” His words made chuckle, raking your manicured nails on his chest, making him let out a low groan.

“But where’s the fun in that?! Besides it would be unfair to just let you do that.. knowing how much you’ve been a bad boy here in Outer banks..” leaning forward, you balanced yourself and gripped his arms, slightly rutting your clothed core on his stomach. The action made Rafe groan, his anger disappearing as he thinks that you are just a closeted little freak that is now removing your disguise to fuck him. Rafe’s hips were bucking slightly, loving the hazy look in your eyes as he lets you to revel on the power you have over him right now.

“This is exciting, but I want to make it wayyy more pleasurable for us two.” Dragging your tongue on his collarbone, you moved away to grab one of the baggies containing some neon pink and green pills making Rafe eye you suspiciouslly. As far as he remember, he did not order some odd looking pills from Barry.

Grinning at him like the devil, you took two from the bag before going back to your position, your left hand tracing the bottom of his lips as you bite your own. Rafe’s lips parted, his pink tongue slightly peeking, urging you to lean down and finally kiss him.

The kiss was hot and messy, and Rafe kissed you like a man starved. His tongue immediately invading your mouth, savouring the slight dominance that he has knowing that he cannot escape your bed to flip you over. Rafe was so into the kiss that he did not feel both of your hands wrap around his neck.

Your hands were getting tighter and tighter, making him pull back with wide eyes that is staring right straight to your in panic.

“A-angel— hey hey..!” He tried to fully scream at you, nails slowly digging into the flesh of his neck. Rafe was slowly running out of air, his vision swimming in the dark while looking at you smiling so gently to him as if you aren’t choking him to death right now. His lips parted in a silent scream, before you let go to forcefully shove the pills down his throat which almost made him puke.

You let go once the pills were stuck down his throat, Rafe immediately heaving and gasping for air, making the pills slide down with his spit. He didn’t waste any time to steady his breathing, immediately screaming at your face.

“ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY?! YOU STUPID FUCKING BITCH, I WILL FUCKING RIP YOUR HEAD OFF AND YOUR FUCKING PUSSY IF I GET OUT OF HERE! I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU!” His neck was red, veins popping out from him screaming directly on your face. You faked a sniffle, eyes slightly watering before you broke into a laugh.

“Woah calm down, pretty boy!” You managed to squeeze out as you continue to laugh, making Rafe jolt with the want to punch you down and force himself on you. “I just want to make sure you drink the pill candy without a fight.” You stated, offering a water bottle pointed at his lips. His breathing was erratic with anger, nudging the bottle away from his face before it dawned on him.

“Fuck—“ he mumbled. “What the fuck are those pills?!” You just shrugged, shaking your head as you so. “I have enough of your bitchy brat games, you fucking psycho! What the fuck are those pills!” Wiping down the spit that landed on your chest, you sighed giving him a faux pout.

“It’s just something to relax you.. and maybe give you more strength as I use you the whole night?” As if on cue, his cock that went soft with the stunt that you pulled suddenly hardened, blood immediately rushing down south. Rafe’s body slowly started to feel hot, he feels so lightheaded that his eyelids were almost closing on him while he tries not to pant and control his breathing. “Shit shit shit” he mumbled in panic, mind swimming with all the possibilities what the pill might be and what it might do to him.

You cut his thoughts short when you swiftly undressed him, his eyes wide and watery as you blow air on his clothed cock that was immediately weeping before letting it spring free. You thumbed the continuous flow of his pre-cum, making him buck his hips for more. Your touch was cold on his burning skin, a soft whine passing by his lips when you gave his leaking tip one kitten lick.

“Fuck please— what— what did you do to me..?” Rafe whispered softly, slowly losing his mind with the need and desire to feel your mouth, cunt, or your ass on his dick that is now standing proudly against his stomach.

“Nothing really. I told you I’ll make sure to make this more pleasurable for us, didn’t I? Must have been frustrating to be on the receiving end, huh?” Straddling his waist, you move your lacy panties aside to rut it on his cock, his pre-cum making it slide easier on your sopping wet pussy. You continued your actions, ignoring Rafe’s please to let him put his cock in you.

“You know.. I’ve heard how much you wanted me.. how much you think you can ruin me, to manipulate me into your ‘slut’. But I don’t want to be one of those girls that you took advantage of, Rafey. I want to be special, I want something more.” Your body was slowly getting covered with a light sheen of sweat, lips so close besides Rafe’s ear as you lick and tease his ear lobe. Soft whines and gasps escaping your lips before smirking as Rafe tried his best to listen to you despite him slowly losing his mind.

“So I decided to just show you, decided that maybe I’m the one that can break you..” Rafe lets out a deep strangled cry as he cums, body vibrating with the intensity of his ejaculation while he shut his eyes close. “Oh my, you just cummed but you’re still hard, Rafey!” Your statement made Rafe open his eyes weakly, vision slightly blurry with unshed tears, his cock more sensitive that ever.

Your left hand encircled his thick shaft, slowly dragging your palm up and down, making Rafe choked out a sob “‘s too much— please— fuck— ‘s too much” Rafe rambled, making you stop playing with his cock; giving him soft kisses on his cheeks, kissing his tears away. “Oh shush, don’t cry Rafey. I will make you feel good, make you feel so so good.” You whispered against his flushed skin, licking the lone tear that slid down while you console him.

You grabbed the water bottle and popped a pill on your tongue, Rafe watching you with blown out, unfocused eyes. “See? I took one as well!” You stated, slowly getting rid of your lingerie which made Rafe’s cock bob up and down, pre-cum once again leaking out of him despite coming just seconds ago.

“Gonna show you how special I can be, Rafey.” Whispering on his skin while you trail wet kissed down his chest, Rafe sobbed when you lightly bit his nipple, the action making him cum once again. You felt his warm load spatter on your ass, making you giggle.

“ ‘m gonna show you how I can make you feel like a god.” You eyed his drowsy state, drool sloppily pooling on the side of his mouth. Lightly tapping his cheeks, he opened his eyes before you pointed at the red dot on the corner of your room, which he eyed for a moment.

“Don’t forget to smile.”

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How would t/n father's reaction be when she brings Naoya to present him as her first formal boyfriend?xd . P.d: in the au high school obviously

I think it will be funny cuz naoya will be really afraid about not being accepted or be considered a bad influence or worse a bad boy who trapped a innocent good girl lmaoo. Btw t/n’s siblings will embarrassing her telling naoya about how she always talk about him and how cute she was when she was a kid

T/n’s dad will be more like: well you guys cannot be in a same room alone exemption if the door is open and no kisses in my view and the most important no sex until you are married, my mochi is a pure and correct girl

T/n and naoya seeing each other thinking they both already did all the positions to fuck and worse they fuck before the meeting and the evidence is in t/n crotch 💀

omg anon!!! why do you want to torture everyone like that ahahhahah 🤣 still... can't say I haven't thought about so here I shall write what I've envisioned for Naoya meeting your dad for the first time.

Though with a fair warning, I omitted a bit of the smut part because as much as it was tempting to do so, poor Naoya had... other things to worry about first. You shall see soon :>

Still, I hope you enjoy it nonetheless!! 🥺🥺🥺💖💖💖

Warnings: highschool au. you and naoya are dating. it takes place after this. fluff over all :)

Happy reading!!

Naoya knew this day was coming and yet, no matter the amount of preparation, or anxiety he had to ignore… he was just as nervous as he was the moment you told him your father wanted to meet him.

Well, did he ever expect otherwise? Surely a caring father, like the one you described to him (he’s not that lucky to know such privileges), would want to see just what type of guy managed to captivate his daughter’s affection, enough to date…

And judge if he was fitting to continue doing so.

Naoya didn’t even want to ponder the possibility of no longer being permitted to be with you… but it was an idea he could not scratch out just yet, more so since the sneering remarks of your siblings would continuously push him closer and closer to that idea.

As if they somehow already knew what your father had concluded. As if he had no chance of redemption, his reputation always preceding him, to the point of reaching his ears and… deciding he was simply unsuitable for you. Even before getting to see with his own eyes that he wasn’t that same pompous heir everyone knew about.

At least not to you anymore!!

But you, ah, he knew he could always count of you. And with your impeccable timing, knew just when exactly to step in and cease their torment over him.

“Ignore them, they’re just trying to scare you!” you say, gently cupping his face and kissing his cheek. “You’ll do fine, my dad isn’t as scary as they make him to be. Not at all, really, now that I think about it. He can be, but all dads are like that when angry with their kids, right?”

Naoya wasn’t so sure your perspective of scary aligned with his, but one thing he was absolutely sure of now: you were right.

Your father couldn’t be that bad if he had you as a daughter; the caring, sweet, beautiful woman he utterly fell in love with and would do anything to show said devotion.

But he also had your siblings, so…

Either way, after enough preparation (and courage to not bail on your family), Naoya makes way to your home. You invited him to join you and your siblings on the customary train back to your home once the weekend arrived, just so he’d have an easier time getting there.

But he refused, citing he still had some things to prepare before the fated day.

“Are you sure?” you quietly insisted; it might’ve not been much, but you were really looking forward to spending the following days with him. All of your time, really, but this moment was far more special because it’d be his first time coming to your house.  “You doing all this is getting me nervous! You’re just meeting my dad…”

«Exactly» he thinks, but remains quiet as to not further anguish you.

“I’m just making sure everything goes perfectly.” He reassures you, placing one last kiss on top of your head before sending you off to the train. “I can’t risk it, mochi. You’re just too precious to me”

You blush.

“Now you’re making me feel like I’m not doing enough…”

“You are, princess. Just by merely existing.”

“ If you say so…” you pout. “Well, you gotta be there! There’s so much I want to show you at my hometown you cannot miss it! Or I’ll never forgive you…”

“I’ll be there.” Naoya swears. Hopefully, still as your boyfriend. Most definitely so.

“We shouldn’t be doing all this for him, dad. He doesn’t deserve it.” Your sister uttered under her breath; you frowned, ready to step in and defend your boyfriend, but thankfully, your dad thought just the same.

“Hinata…we don’t say those things about our guests.” Your father warns.

“I’m just saying the truth, we could’ve gone to a restaurant or something, instead of wasting our efforts…” She insisted, hypocritically so, since she probably wouldn’t even spend more than a few yen on him. He could easily afford it, if anything, why are they doing all this?? Shouldn’t it be the other way around?!

“Well, it’s only appropriate that we do so for Y/N’s new boyfriend.” Eiichi goes on. “It’s a way to welcome him to the family.”

“Welcome—no! It’s Naoya we’re talking about!!” Hinata cries. “Have you forgotten his reputation?!”

“If you don’t behave, Hinata, I’ll have to ask you to not attend dinner.”

Your sister sighs. defeated.

“At least keep it to a minimum.” Eiichi adds, knowing well that he’ll never be able to tame his daughter’s scrutiny towards Naoya. But he guesses he couldn’t be too harsh on her, there was some truth behind her words— the Zen’in’s weren’t known for being precisely nice.

Yet, his oldest son bore much wisdom when reminding them of your discernment, if Naoya wasn’t to be trusted then your relationship would’ve been a short-lived one.

Nonetheless, as your father… as your siblings, they had a duty to worry about your well-being.

Just as Naoya, evidently so in the way he presented himself before your family, shockingly yet just in time.

“Naoya you—you dyed your hair?!” you gasped upon noticing his blonde locks to be… well, gone! Alongside his piercings, each and every single one of them, out of his ear and neatly kept somewhere hidden.

It was like ae was a completely different man! Not bad looking, in fact, quite handsome. Very handsome…

But he was not the Naoya you knew, the one you fell in love with, and certainly not the one your father expected.

“You really didn’t have to do all that…” you mutter whilst guiding him towards the dining room.

“I know, I know.” He breathes, exasperated because in most families, he knew that to be right.

Just not his.

He should’ve never awaited any kind of help from his relatives, and truth to be told, he didn’t. They were just a bunch of old geezers that arrogantly proclaimed themselves above others, demanded respect and the importance that came with it, yet were the least deserving of such things. What could they possibly know of considering for others, taking the time to know them, make a good impression, if they simply took, took, and took?

They weren’t even diplomatic about it. No negotiations, no compromises, nothing. Just pure selfishness he once was all too aware of.

But he supposed that their outdated ways weren’t completely useless if they still provided guidance of sorts, the notion that for someone of your father’s age and family background, he might be appreciative of traditions—in other words, Naoya had to purge all contemporary aspects of his appearance if he is to appease that side, and subsequently, his approval.

“Well, you look handsome nonetheless.” You smile, placing a chaste kiss on his lips before opening the doors to the room your family eagerly awaited.

Normally, Naoya would’ve taken time to admire his surroundings, it was the house you grew up in, after all. Where you spent most of your time, doing this that made you… you.

But his tormented mind couldn’t even bother glancing anywhere else that wasn’t your family, their seemingly scrutinizing facades and how insignificant he felt before them.

Was it too late for him to back out? Did he make a mistake in accepting your invitation? Did he need more time to prepare, or will that ever even happen?????

No. He can’t run away. And not because he didn’t want to disappoint you, but rather, because he physically couldn’t—frozen on the spot when it was time to finally acknowledge your father.

“Oh, um… Naoya’s here, dad. Everyone.” You breathe, a shiver running through your spine when uttering those words, fretting upon seeing their shocked reaction at Naoya’s… normal looking appearance.

“He—hello.” Naoya stammers, swallowing as he swiftly wipes away the sweat off his palms on his garment, and subsequently bowing, trying to greet everyone while appearing unaffected by his nerves—to no avail. “Mr… L/N.”

“What the hell happened to him??” You could hear Hinata whisper, prompting your father to speak up.

“Ah, Naoya. I’m glad you could make it!” Your father didn’t seem to notice this change, perhaps unaware of the heir’s everyday appereance, or a bit more polite to not act upon it. “I hope you didn’t have any trouble finding our home”

“Oh—no, not at all. Your directions were very… intuitive.” Naoya responds, making Hinata roll her eyes.

“Intuitive? What does that even mean?” your sister scoffs. Ren carefully elbows her shut.

“You have a charming home, L/N-san.” Your boyfriend compliments, and for the briefest of moments, your father’s eyes brighten at his words.

“Thank you, my wife did most of the decorations and we’ve kept it that way since.” There were some warnings you gave him beforehand, what topics to avoid and such—your mother being one of them. Thankfully (or more like unfortunately), Naoya was all too empathetic to missing such important figure, and thus, knows well to prod no further.

Though he couldn’t help but feel… a bit moved by your father’s appreciation. If only his clan harbored such care towards his own mother—

“No, thank you for inviting me. I… I’m really honored to be here.” Naoya continues; and your father… well, he seems to be taking a liking to him up to now. Though he’s more perplexed by his preconceived notions shattering before him.

When he expected Naobito’s kid to be nothing short of a direct reflection of him: rash, crude, and undoubtedly the prime example of the type of man he did not want to get near you…

He’s been quite courteous, enough to change his appearance to seem more… acceptable before his eyes. If he were selfish as many proclaimed, he wouldn’t have gone through these changes just to obtain his favor. Certainly not for a clan as insignificant as his when compared to the Zen’in’s.

However…

“Come on, take a seat.” Your father gestures towards to two empty chairs, coincidentally, right across of him, which only made Naoya grow even more nervous.

When he shouldn’t be, really. Your father hasn’t given him any particular reason to feel such way, if anything, just proved what he long imagined, what you’ve reaffirmed through occasional anecdotes:

«He’s very… doting. No, cloying! That’s what he is! But… I guess I don’t really mind it.»

Everything appears to align…

“Are you hungry?” Your father asks.

“Yes. Of course, I prepare accordingly for dinner.” Naoya responds.

“Prepare?” Hinata raises an eyebrow. “All you needed to do is not eat…”

“Hinata!” Your father breathes, having enough of her snarky remarks.

“Sorry.”

…Except for this unprecedented sided of him.

As if witnessing a miracle, Naoya stares at the two dumbfounded while your father apologizes in behalf of your sister.

That, he’s seen before, countless times with you amongst others that still cared to save her reputation… but for someone to actually put a stop to her senseless bickering? Now that is a once in a lifetime event he was all too glad to have witnessed first-hand!

He’s glad to say that he actually likes your father very much now, in fact, looked forward to the kind of relationship the two would develop as time went on.

You were right all along, all this time, there was never really anything to worry about that much. And the smile you discreetly give him—alongside your father’s and brother’s amicable behavior toward him, as if they genuinely wanted him there… proves just that.

It’s a nice change of pace, for when was the last time he’s ever been received with content? Like they actually enjoyed their presence? Last time he checked, that description only fit you.

However, the highlight of this evening had to be the stories your father eventually shared of your childhood: seems you’ve always been the silly type of girl he was bound to fall in love with, your obsession over mochi and Gengar persistent since the moment you were born.

Alongside other embarrassing moments from your siblings too, things he could use as blackmail if the moment ever arises—of course, he wouldn’t be so eager as to show with his cards just yet, he’d keep his intentions hidden until the right moment. Though by Hinata’s pale reaction upon becoming the center of attention, seems she understood the implications of such discoveries, enough to consider being cautious around Naoya from that point forward.

Ren didn’t care; more like grew to not care for. His father had always been… giddy like this, might as well accept it and move on.

It’s these small interactions that finally manage to loosen up Naoya, enough to offer his own share of anecdotes, but not too much, he had a reputation to preserve, a cool appearance to upkeep! As a handsome, strong, cool, boyfriend that would give you the world just to see you smile—and not the dork some people liked to make fun of.

And by the end of dinner, just after dessert and once everyone began to clean up, Eiichi appears to have accepted that when offering Naoya to stay the night over if needed.

“I do not wish to impose.”

“Nonsense, it’s the least I could do for my daughter’s boyfriend.”

«It can’t be that easy» Naoya thought to himself as he eventually accepted his offer. «Surely this… couldn’t be the blessing to date Y/N, could it?»

Not quite.

“Y/N, pumpkin, I’d like to speak in private with Naoya, if you’d allow me.” Your father suddenly says, with a nickname that sparks your embarrassment, but not defiance in obeying him.

Nor any kind of alarm in Naoya’s part when following him inside the adjacent room, leaving the rest to the kitchen.

“Is there something I can help you with, L/N-san?” Naoya begins, believing this to be another friendly conversation in the motion.

“I believe so. After all, you’ve offended me.” Eiichi suddenly declares, making your boyfriend’s blood turn cold on the spot, growing slightly dizzy as his heart sinks into his stomach.

“Wh—what?” Naoya manages to breathe, followed by desperate attempts to fix his seeming mistakes. “Oh, L/N-san, I never meant—"

“Easy there, Naoya. I was just being dramatic for the sake of it!” Eiichi chuckles, a reaction that does little next to nothing to calm your boyfriend—he’s now unwittingly prompted into high alert, much to your father’s immediate regret.

“You didn’t have to change your appearance to impress me, Naoya. Though I appreciate the effort, I’d rather know the actual man that is dating my daughter.” Your father continues, his words resonating inside Naoya and giving him a clear, but erroneous message:

You’ve disappointed me and are no longer permitted to date my daughter.

Perhaps the only thing left for him to do is… beg for his forgiveness, and hope that he’d at least permit him to see you from afar.

“I’m sorry.” Naoya begins. “It was never my intention offend you or your daughter, I simply wanted—”

“No, Naoya—I didn’t mean to sound like I’m scolding you!” Eiichi insits, feeling sorry for the poor kid. He’s been in his shoes, knows what it is to not want to fumble the love of his life… but these are still necessary procedures, and such, he shall continue. “I’m just asking you to be honest with me, and my family. I’m sure Y/N would appreciate either way.”

“Does… Does that mean…?” Naoya responds, Eiichi nods. “I won’t make you regret it; I’ll treat your daughter like she’s the most important in the whole world… like she already is to me! There’s nothing I won’t do for her; I’ll make her happy, I swear!”

“I don’t doubt it.” Eiichi says, all too knowledgeable of the Zen’in’s resources and Naoya’s determination which he’s heard more than plenty from you, alongside all the countless gifts stored away in many rooms… Naturally causing another question to arise. “However, I still need to clarify some things.”

“Of course, ask whatever you need.” Naoya obliges.

“Ultimately what are your intentions with my daughter?” he asks. It’s a pretty straight forward question, conventional to what all father desired to hear, with a usually simple answer too: something about taking care of her, making her happy…

Just never a vision that extended beyond the immediate future… for the rest of your life.

“I wish to marry her.”  Naoya declares. “I’ve… known so since we… since I’ve met her, actually. There was something pulling me to her that I couldn’t describe until I finally got to meet her. Now it’s only clear to me. I want to devote myself to make her happy for the rest of my life. Y/N will never lack anything; anything she wants and needs, she’ll have it. Y/N has made me the happiest man in the whole world, and I wish to repay such kindness anyway possible.”

You’re in safe hands; that much he could see in Naoya’s genuine words.

But of course, he’s still your father, your loving, overprotective father that is bound to set down boundaries to protect you.

“Alright. I give you my blessing to date my daughter, not that you needed it since my daughter can be quite stubborn, if I said you couldn’t date her, I’m sure she would’ve found a way around that.” Eiichi jests, Naoya chuckles along. That much he could agree now that the tension in the air slowly begins to dissipate. “However, just because I’m allowing this relationship to continue in good terms doesn’t mean I can’t demand certain expectations to be fulfilled.”

“Of course, sure, yes. Wh—what can I do?”

“Neither of you will do anything of that nature while you’re still dating.” Eiichi firmly warns. “No sharing rooms, no staying up late at night together, not going on missions alone, nothing that might lead to that! And I know you know what I mean!”

“I—yeah, right, of course.” Naoya nods, immediately agreeing to all his requests, even though some of them… It’s foul to agree to such terms when they’re already broken, but he shall do so anyways. “I won’t offend your daughter or you in any shape or form.”

“You better not, I know what it is to be in love at that age but you two are still young and have much to worry about first, like your education!” Eiichi continues. “So, I don’t want you doing anything that might hurt her career!”

“Never.” Naoya responds nervously, shaking his head.

“But most importantly… take it easy.” Eiichi finalizes. “As I said, you two are still young with much to look forward to. Take this time to enjoy all that life can offer, and, if destiny finds it suitable to intertwine both your fates, then so it shall be.”

“I will.” He repeats, your father smiles.

“I know.” And yet, something else seems to linger in the back of his mind, a shadow of worry caster over his features that prompts Naoya to ask.

“Is there… something else you wish to tell me?”

“…Take care of my Y/N.”

“I wi—”

“I know, I know. Unfortunately, I didn’t mean you.”

Naoya blinks.

“I don’t mean my words to upset but… I can’t help but be aware of your family’s reputation; if I were to be honest, it’s what mostly has me on edge about you and my daughter.”

He knew this was only a matter of time before the topic of his clan was brought up, before it turned detrimental, contrary to beneficial, when it came to your presence in his life.

But he’s always fought back against the burden of those he had the misfortune of being his relatives; this will be no different.

“I understand.” Naoya adds. “I won’t let my family hurt her—I’ll do whatever it takes to do so.”

Eiichi smiles, giving him a gentle, reassuring pat on the shoulder. It’s unfortunate that such things have to come between the two…  “Welcome to the family, kid. Now, go on back to Y/N, I’m sure she’s growing hysterical by the second for being away from you.”

“Ah, right… Thank you.” Naoya blushes, rejoicing his warm welcome into your life for a bit before promptly dismissing himself, finding you just outside the room attempting to act nonchalantly, as if you hadn’t been eavesdropping on their conversation—or at least attempt to do so, the walls while thin, still muffled any sound from within.

“…What happened? Is everything ok?” you naturally fret, a pale look on your face that tells Naoya you’ve been anything but patient. Or optimistic.

“It is now.” Naoya responds, taking a step closer to you and kissing for forehead.

“What did you two talk about?”

Naoya smiles.

“Nothing important, don’t worry your pretty little head about anything.”

You pout, he nods, reassuring he wasn’t lying—partially, at least.

“Well, I guess we no longer have to keep our relationship a secret anymore! That’s… quite liberating, isn’t it?” You continue, taking ahold of his hand before sighing. “I’m really happy to have you here, even if my siblings were being annoying as usual...”

“It wasn’t all bad, I got to see a new side of you too.”

“Stop it, I never want you bringing that up!” you gasp.

“Why? It’s not like I didn’t know how obsessed you were over Pokémon—are, really. Or how you always spoke about me...” He snickers, you blush as he pinches your cheek. “It just makes you cuter.”

“Whatever! Let’s just move on—I still gotta show you around the house! And of course, set up where you’re going to sleep—you are staying the night, right?—Oh this is so exciting, I’ve already have an idea on how I can accommodate my room so—”

Naoya freezes.

“I—I’d rather sleep separately tonight. If that’s ok with you.” Naoya says, your father’s warning words crawling in the back of his mind. “You know, to…”

You frown. Just one gesture was enough to have him backtracking.

Naoya silently apologizes to your father as he succumbs to your desire; it’s just that… how could he ever deny you? It was against what he swore to him just a few moments ago.

“If it’s alright by you, then it is for me.”

“How could it not?! You’re my boyfriend!!” you giggle, standing on your toes and kissing his cheek. “I’m just happy you’re here with me, finally...”

He’ll worry about making amends with your father. He supposes that in these situations it’s always easier to forgive than to ask for permission.

Though he doubts he’ll be in much trouble, for just as he stated, he was doing nothing but fulfilling his life-long promise and devotion to you and your family:

Making you happy.

OKAY so this undoubtedly ended up being far sweeter than what was requested but I gotta say your ask was BOLD and damn does it make me wanna indulge in it hahaaaaaa however, I couldn't do that to y/n's dad 🤣 the poor man already has enough worrying about his baby not being much of a baby anymore—and not only that, but he also has to worry about NAOYA the HEIR of the Zen'in a family he really doesn't like dating him.

He was really trying to be nice 😫 especially when Naoya was all like "I want to marry your daughter." hahahah it took a greal deal of self control to not outright tell him "UH HOLD YOUR HORSES THERE BUDDY." he did so anyways, but amicably so.

Anyways, Naoya dyeing his hair and removing his piercings is... 🥺 he really wanted to please your dad and THAT is character growth. We've tamed this wolf now we can be happy :)

And as all things, this inspired me to write something else where that happens and you almost get caught; or at least people can guess what's going on lol. We shall see what comes out of that.

Now, thank you so much for sending in this ask, take care, and hope to see you soon!!

[babbymochiiii]

💋 VALENTINES WITH JAEHYUN

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ established relationship! jaehyun x reader

decided to do a little something something for jaehyun’s b-day and for valentines all at once 😚

Happy Valentine’s Day my loves and Happy Jaehyun Day!! 💖

divider credit @missroki 💌

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ JAEHYUN

this could honestly go both ways; either you celebrate both valentines and his birthday in one day or you choose to celebrate Valentine and his birthday separate depending how busy his schedule is

jaehyun always makes sure to ask you to be valentines the moment it’s Feb. 1, only once did it slip his mind…he learned his lesson there when you were about to sell him on Twitter 💀

for his birthday I feel like he would try not to make it a big deal but at the same time does just because he knows what some of the plans will be since he always ends up having last minute scheduling and wants to down his as much time as he can with you before said schedule

rarely do you guys have to reschedule things…but SM can be a pain in the ass so you guys always gotta make room for everything

honestly for moments where you do have to reschedule, he just brings you along with him. man don’t care about the public cause at this point SM is literally asking for it 💆🏻

everyday leading up to v-day he writes you hand written notes about the things he loves about you 💌

let’s be honest here…Jae is a BIG romantic fellow when he wants to be. like yeah he’s all shy and flustered about it but it’s what makes you love him and it makes you wanna squish him for how cute he’s being

i see his ears turning red the whole time just because he’s that shy about it :( such a cutie

the sex; oh my gods it’s intimate and passionate as fuck!!! literally what you both will be waiting for by the end of the day (if y’all can even make it to the end of the day)

jaehyun would seriously buy you sexy pieces of clothing just to end up ripping it off of you 🤪

“I’ll buy you new one baby don’t worry.”

literally would tell you this just so you’re not worrying about the fact that he “wasted” his money like that (man could care less because he’s pleasing both of y’all)

Okay but the after care???? honestly one of the best things he ever does for you 😩🫶🏼

Always getting you water, making sure you’re okay, giving you a well needed shower cause babes y’all were nasty nasty that night WHEW 😜

“You did so good for me baby.”

like UGHHHHHHH man makes me feral honestly

if you’re feeling up for it, he would carry you to the living room and make y’all food 🥹

you would protest that this was supposed to be his day and you would be the one doing everything for him but he would always brush you off and tell you that he loves taking care of you even if it is his day

get married at this point folks cause I would 😭💍

honestly…he would propose

and I KNOW it will be out of the blue 💀 like you’re just chilling in the living room eating ramen together, watching what’s every playing on the tv.

“we should get married.”

YOU WILL LITERALLY CHOKE ON THE NODDLE 😭😭

“W-what!?”

“I mean why not? I don’t think it’s a bad idea..do you?”

the puppy eyes he would give you

literally like this 🥺🙏🏼

how could you say no???

had to make a little post for our Valentine’s boy Jaehyun 🥰

first time I do something like this and I’m honestly thinking of doing more like this cause this was fun 🤭

Lemme know what y’all think! Should I make more posts like this 🤔???

Much love 🖤

— mochi 💌

[flan-tasma]

Hi!!, lately I've been a little obsessed with gorou, and I wanted to see if you could write about him, a scenario where the reader meets an old friend or colleagues and the friend starts to make advances to the reader and gorou gets jealous , but the reader lets him know that she only wants him!! 🦔🦔

💖~ Gorou our pretty little boy! I love him so much.Thank you for making this request!

Warning: Nope now💖, Fem!Reader | English is not my native language, so if I have made any mistakes in the translation, I am open to corrections | Content in spanish and english!

Spanish:

Salir con Gorou era una experiencia agradable. Como bailar en un prado rodeado de flores y a veces tropezar y lanzarse tierra mientras ríen, era reconfortante y amoroso. Gorou siempre se demostró fiel a ti y a tus necesidades, manteniendo su rol como un general y balanceando todo tanto como podía. Y ambos eran felices. Tal vez demasiado.

Les gustaba salir a comprar juntos, a Gorou le gustaba cargar las bolsas y dejarte deambular por el mercado, libre para que escojas los ingredientes de la cena. Era tranquilo, eso hasta que sus pies ya habían encontrado un ritmo en el que golpeaban el suelo. Una anterior amistad sonrió y se adentró en una conversación contigo, muy enfocado en ti, demasiado para el gusto de Gorou.

Los presentaste y él sonrió tan amable como pudo en ese momento, reprimiendo su deseo de ladrarle al sujeto que tan rápido como lo escaneó, volvió a fijarse en ti y a acercarse.

“Oh, no…” La cola del general se detuvo, casi como una roca detrás de su espalda, cuando tu mano fue tomada y acariciada sutilmente por tu amigo. Su mandíbula se tensó y sus ojos brillaron al reconocer los avances.

“Te ves radiante, el tiempo solo te ha vuelto más hermosa.” El muchacho sonreía con orgullo al verte aceptar el cumplido, casi mirando a Gorou con burla. Como quien piensa que robó algo, no es capaz de pensar que lo puede perder, pero la sonrisa triunfal de tu excompañero desaparece cuando te alejas. “Vamos, no nos hemos visto en mucho tiempo. ¿Realmente tienes algo más importante que hacer?” Los dientes de Gorou terminaron por mostrarse cuando te tomaron por el mentón para que lo mires, para alejarte de él. Jamás deseó morder tan fuerte a alguien.

“Hoy voy a estar con mi novio.” Tus palabras le trajeron algo de calma a Gorou, aunque dicha calma no podía ser vista por su mirada molesta dirigida al rompe hogares frente suyo. “Lo lamento mucho, no voy a cambiarlo por alguien más.”

“Solo quería verte por más tiempo, no necesariamente tenemos que vernos ahora.” Las palabras apresuradas del tipo demostraron su gran cambio, ahora se movía con menos seguridad, como si sus palabras fueran él caminando en un campo minado, y tú tenías en tus manos el control para detonar una o todas las malditas minas bajo sus pies. “Si hoy no estás libre, podemos vernos mañana o- "

“No estaré libre. Voy a estar con mi novio.” Te acercaste más a Gorou, tomando su brazo libre y aun mirando a tu excompañero. Tu voz era firme y acarició los oídos del general cuando lo mostraban con tanto orgullo. Lo sacaste de ahí lo más rápido posible, sin dejar una dirección o un punto de encuentro con el rompe hogares, solo te fuiste con tu pareja y tus compras hasta su hogar conjunto. El camino fue silencioso, no porque hubiera alguna pelea o resentimiento entre ustedes, sino porque Gorou se sentía avergonzado por casi perseguir al tipo hasta morderlo.

No lo juzgas, no lo molestas con malas intenciones. Lo sabe. Pero sus mejillas se sonrojan como un mochi de sakura cuando atiendes a su inseguridad y lo abrazas y lo besas. Jadea cuando acaricias sus mejillas y sus orejas y lo llamas tu buen chico, el único buen chico que quieres y necesitas. Y siente que se desinfla en tu regazo, bajo tus rasguños en su cabeza.

“¿Quién es mi amor?” Sonríes mientras él casi siente que llora de felicidad. “¿Quién es mi chico bonito y precioso?” Él siente que su cola lo traiciona y se mueve de un lado a otro, barre contra el suelo cuando ha sido reducido a una masa que tú moldeas entre tus dedos.

“Y-yo… Soy yo… Y-y siempre seré yo…”

English:

Hanging out with Gorou was a pleasant experience. Like dancing in a meadow surrounded by flowers and sometimes tripping and throwing dirt at each other while laughing, it was comforting and loving. Gorou always proved himself loyal to you and your needs, maintaining his role as a general and balancing everything as much as he could. And they were both happy. Maybe too much.

You liked to go shopping together, Gorou liked to carry the bags and let you wander around the market, free for you to choose the ingredients for dinner. It was calm, that is until his feet had already found a rhythm in which they hit the ground. A previous friend smiled and delved into a conversation with you, very focused on you, too much for Gorou's liking.

You introduced them and he smiled as kindly as he could at the time, suppressing the urge for him to bark at the guy who as quickly as he scanned him, he turned his attention to you and approached you. “Oh, no…” The general's tail stopped, almost like a rock behind his back, when your hand was taken and subtly caressed by your friend. Gorou's jaw tensed and his eyes brightened in recognition of his advances.

“You look radiant, time has only made you more beautiful.” The boy smiled proudly as he saw you accept the compliment, almost looking at Gorou with mockery. Like someone who thinks he stole something, he is not able to think that he can lose it, but your former partner's triumphant smile disappears when you walk away. “Come on, we haven't seen each other in a long time. Do you really have something more important to do?” Gorou's teeth finally showed as he grabbed you by the chin to make you look at him, to get you away from him. He never wanted to bite someone so hard.

“Today I'm going to be with my boyfriend.” Your words brought some calm to Gorou, although said calm could not be seen due to his annoyed gaze directed at the homewrecker in front of him. “I'm so sorry, I'm not going to trade him for someone else.”

“I just wanted to see you longer, we don't necessarily have to see each other now.” The guy's hurried words demonstrated the great change in him, now he moved with less confidence, as if his words were him walking in a minefield, and you had in your hands the control to detonate one or all of the damn mines under his feet. “If you're not free today, we can meet tomorrow or-”

“I won't be free. I'm going to be with my boyfriend.” You walked closer to Gorou, taking his free arm and still looking at your former partner. Your voice was firm and caressed the general's ears when he was shown so proudly. You got him out of there as quickly as possible, without leaving a direction or a point. meeting the homewrecker, you only went with your partner and your purchases to their joint home. The walk was silent, not because there was any fight or resentment between you, but because Gorou felt embarrassed for almost chasing the guy until he bit him.

You don't judge him, you don't bother him with bad intentions. He knows it. But his cheeks blush like a sakura mochi when you tend to his insecurity and hug him and kiss him. He gasps when you caress his cheeks and his ears and call him your good boy, the only good boy you want and need. And he feels himself deflating in your lap, under your scratches on his head.

“Who is my love?” You smile as he almost feels like he is crying with happiness. “Who is my precious pretty boy?” He feels his tail betray him and it moves from side to side, sweeping against the ground when he has been reduced to a mass that you mold between your fingers.

“M-me… It's me… And-and it will always be me…”

[suddencolds]

💌 <3

from 💌 ask meme

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mochi!!!!!! hello :D

you are one of the first friends i made on this blog, way back when i was first writing for genshin. i feel so lucky that i got to cross paths with you then :') though the fandom has grown a lot since, i think there was something so special about being in such a small fandom at the time and liking the same characters. i think it was one of the only times in my life i felt that connected to a fandom, and every time you posted art, it came as a such lovely surprise 😭 (i still think very fondly of the comics you drew of the mondstadt & early liyue characters!! in particular, your albedo + kaebedo art and your xiao/xiaoven comics live in my head rent free 💖🥹)

anyways, i think it is really cool to have met someone in my same (work/career) field on here! particularly so because i feel like i relate to you in a lot of ways (like being a creative and choosing a more "practical"/technical field for work, or just being new to our field in general and working hard to get up to speed 🥲🙏).

i have always really admired that you have put so much diligence into learning new languages (between mandarin and japanese and korean and german)! also, it's been incredibly cool to hear about the hard work you put into cosplaying and making your own props 🧎‍♀️ i think i've always had the sense that you are a person with a lot of different talents, and that when you want to try something new, you do it without hesitating, which is something i want to learn from you :D

even beyond that, you are so sweet and thoughtful??? i feel like whenever i talk to you the vibes are so good; i really enjoyed the few art/writing calls that we had last year :') i also think to this day you are one of the few people i have felt comfortable enough to share my art with (way back in 2021, back when i still made art haha 🏃‍♀️). i love hearing about your ocs as well + seeing the projects you start with them (still very excited for the snz otome game if you ever get back to it!! also unrelated, you know i am a nolan and oliver stan🧎‍♀️). i'm really grateful for the times you have hyped me up on yvverse as well—it always makes me smile to see your comments 🥹

i'm really glad we're still friends!!! thank you for sharing your art with me over the years, and for always being so easy to talk to 💖

[spicymoonmenace]

I heard you like WIPs so… have another!! This one is kinda getting the better of me (Mochi’s face is giving me fits rn) but hope you like it so far!!

Also, I hope that it’s okay that I’ve been drawing so much for your AU. I really enjoy it and Sun absolutely has me in a grip that I can’t get out of lol I’ve got so many ideas I wanna draw or even write out. This AU, and several others, has helped me get out of a bad art slump and I can’t thank you enough.

AWWW MOCHI!!!!!!! 🥺💖 Of course you're totally ok for drawing a bunch of Club AU stuff!!! I LOVE SEEING IT AND I SUPER APPRECIATE IT!!!!! SO SINCERELY THANK YOU!!! 💕💕💕

It makes me so happy to know that my silly little AU has inspired you so much to create in the first place (and help you get out of that art slump too!)!!! So if it's a huge inspiration for you rn then go for it!!!! Draw and create to your heart's content!!!!😌👌✨

[nullcanary]

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Currently Watching: I don't really watch shows anymore but I've finally been listening to the Magnus Archives.

Three Ships:

1) Kakyoin Noriaki/Kujo Jotaro (JJBA) These two got me into reading fanfic.

2) Varré/Tarnished (Elden Ring) These two got me to interact with fanfic and writers.

3) Dark Urge/Enver Gortash (BG3) These two inspired me to write my own fanfic.

Favorite Color: Dark greyish green, Deep navy blue with gold accents, and/or Rich Burgundy

Currently Consuming: London Fog tea with honey and a splash of cream

First Ship: Tenou Haruka/Kaiou Michiru

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Currently Location: Florida (the storms are lovely, the beach is nice, I'd love to live near mountains though)

Relationship Status: Taken

Pets: I have two cats, Anri and Fia

Last Movie: Paprika (2006) dir. Satoshi Kon.

Currently Working On:

1) Writing - Hound of Bane WIP (explicit, Dark Urge/Gortash, M/M)

2) Art - More bg3 npc mochis

[mochinomnoms]

Mochi welcome back!!!

This is for the ask (❤️)

Your stories & asks are really my comfort!! Also I refused to be the only one knowing this and the fact Kalim is your best boi and our sunshine boi , you deserve to know it too!!! Like I wonder why Floyd named him Sea otter , please not cause his personality 😭😭 ( https://www.instagram.com/reel/C3VQknBLIh-/?igsh=MWN6eWUxYzBnZ2N0Zg== ) Gues Yandere Kalim fr

This is for healing ( https://youtube.com/shorts/0l7k79TME-s?si=LsU801hSUzkAs89M ) 💖💖

Also yeah I am adapting Azulito name for him 😚😚 TBH that engagement contact made me laugh like what do you mean he has competition 🤣🤣

P.s. I hope you have a strong back girl , boobs are good but honestly the pain isn't worth it (me personally loves sleeping in my stomach so I am glad I almost have a flat chest)

-🥂

(ask game)

❤️Not a question, just a second kudos to send.

I'm happy you like enjoy my writing and rambles!!! As for Kalim, he's just a babyyyy. I think Floyd mentioned at one point that he named Kalim "Sea Otter" because he reminds him of how sea otters like to bang on shells with rocks to open them. Like drums, which Kalim likes to play! A very cute reason!

AND YES!!! Azulito is such a cute name for himm!! I love him, he is cute and he needs to accept that fact!! Or else!!!! >:)

And thank you, back pain do be a bitch but I've been lucky that I don't have too much back pain with them. I can't sleep on my stomach though, I compensate by sleeping half on stomach and half on my side for my torso. It's awful for your back but like it's comfy soooo

[mochiroreo]

My babies,I’m so sorry for the delay.. I am spiralling down the rabbit hole for this fic and my initial plan of 7k words for part 2 is now approaching 10k

(˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )づ♡ I will be dropping it all of a sudden just to surprise you all lovelies ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

[birinboom]

honey, clouds, mochi, shampoo, watermelon, roses, and sweetheart!!!!!!!

Maribär, thank you so much for sending me these! 😘💖💖💖

honey - favorite term of endearment? From you, it's skat. It always makes me feel so soft 💖

clouds - describe one of your favorite dreams? I had a dream some years ago which wasn't particularly happy or anything, but it was so clearly structured that it was an outright story taking place. And I remembered the vast majority of it when I woke up so I managed to actually write it down. I'm planning on turning it into a fic at some point

mochi - favorite studio ghibli film? Whisper of the Heart, I think it's so cute! Though My Neighbor Totoro is a close contender

shampoo - favorite scent? Probably vanilla, though I generally love soft and floral scents. Freshly ground coffee and grass and wet dirt too

watermelon - do films ever make you cry? Absolutely they do. I cry at the drop of a hat, even when the movie isn't not particularly sad 🥲

roses - what flower do you find most beautiful? Plumeria, it has such a delicate shape and soft colors. I really want to grow one but I'm not sure it'll be possible

sweetheart - favorite mug/cup? My daily one which looks like white marble. I also have this huge mug that's light blue with brown spots - I think the color is called 'robin's egg'? Oh, and another huge blue one with a smiley face on it 😊

soft asks

[lightlycareless]

Hiii 🤍

So I got this idea from one of your one-shots, the one where naoya and y/n are doing it in a mission😭

So they are secretly dating in that right ? And I thought about them in highschool AU secretly dating too🤭 And you know her siblings and friends finding out eventually, like I really wanna see naoya and y/n sneaking outttt and those stuff yk, kinda like a forbidden romance 😭

Have a good day 🤍🤍🤍 byeee!

Hellooooooooooo anon hehehe

Thank you for liking that dirty piece of mine 😏 super indulgent, of course. Glad to have it out of my system. (Edit: it said sister, wtf lol)

So anything highschool au related is like my weakness, specially if I get to write things like secretly dating aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Anyways this is a two part story!!! heheheh Didn't mean to, but after that ending, I just had to. :) I hope you enjoy it!!

warnings: none. au. highschool. Naoya is like maybe super ooc, but he adores you so. 💖 it's only expected. FLUFFFFFFF.

Happy reading!!!

Secretly dating Naoya during high school is naturally filled with clandestine meet ups here and there, made possible by you asking for permission to go the “restroom” in the middle of class, only to head up straight to the designated place of reunion: right around the corner of a distant hallway and beneath the stairs, pulled into a tight embrace as soon as you cross his sight, and subsequentially letting you know how much he missed you and how dreadful it was to be away from you for even one second!

“I missed you too!” you would exclaim, wrapping your arms around his neck and attempting to pull him down for a kiss—you always hated how he forced you to stand on your tip toes, all for his seeming enjoyment. “Lean down a bit, I can't kiss you like this!”

But Naoya would only chuckle, letting you struggle a bit more until he finally obliged, taking your lips into another quick kiss before freeing you once again, to meet up later, that is.

“See you for lunch, princess.”

“… Only if you promise to not be mean…”

Naoya laughs.

Even if the two were meant to keep this a secret from the outside world, that didn't stop you from indulging in the things you always wanted to do with him, such as packing an extra box of lunch for him, obviously handmade by you, meeting up at the rooftop of whatever building was empty to have it together, and if he felt in the mood for such, feed him as well.

“Wait, before we eat, close your eyes.”

You’re no longer taken aback by requests of this nature, if anything, it excited you, so you quickly obeyed soon after. Naoya would then take hold of your hands, gently placing a box on them before asking you to open your eyes—a gasp ensued at the sight of your gift.

“No way! These are—how did you even get them?! I thought they were sold out!”

These were none other than the special edition tiramisu mochi your favorite store made just a few weeks ago. The desire to go and get a few was there, but your responsibilities at school were far more demanding, and so, you’d come to dejectedly accept the reality that you might never have them, not even a taste…

Luckily, Naoya's adoration for you (and determination to make you happy) was far bigger than anything else, literally, and with the possibilities he had… all that he needed to do was make a few phone calls and he’d soon have the happiest girlfriend in the world.

“Nothing's sold out for me” Naoya sappily admits, but to you, who was completely enamored by him at this point, was only the sweetest response yet.

“Oh, Naoya, thank you so much!!” You cry, taking him into a hug and attacking him with kisses all over his face. His cheeks become a flustering mess, and yet, does nothing to remove you. “I can't wait to try them!”

“Just be sure to eat first, though. I don't want you getting all full with mochi and then complaining you’re hungry…” he teases with a smirk.

You pout. “It was just one time!” that you wanted to recall. “But alright…”

Naoya kisses your cheek.

“Don't be upset, princess. If you want more, I'll get you more”

As long as you give him more of those sweet kisses, or more like tiramisu kisses, as they’d become known later on.

These were nothing more than just a few examples of the things you liked to do with Naoya. However, not everything would be completely enjoyable, and just as expected of life, the two were bound to eventually do things neither liked in its entirety—nothing too extreme, just… tedious by itself. Like studying.

Even then, however, Naoya always did his best to help you. Since he was the best student out of the two, he could easily provide you with the help you needed to improve your notes—if not the motivation to do so.

It was silly to think how Naoya at one point once hated doing this with you, or more like was oblivious to your actual intents when asking him for help. Back when the two were just barely staring to know each other, you'd come to him with the pretense of needing guidance with one of the many subjects you were struggling with.

And Naoya, was blunt and blind as he was with these social matters, would only limit himself to answer the follow:

“Why are you asking me? Isn’t your sister bright or something?”

It took a great deal for his friend Ranta to not slap the stubbornness out of him, instead, he managed to explain what you were truly attempting to do with these approaches. You can rest assured knowing Naoya felt like an absolute idiot after discovering this. Thankfully, now that he knows what you mean, he doesn’t let any opportunity pass. In fact, he even offers himself up for the job—even when you profusely refused.

“I don't want to study anymore…!!” You'd dramatically cry, resting your head onto your arms and down on the desk; simply continuing to whine. “I hate this!”

“Come on, princess; just a bit more and you’re done.” Naoya attempts to comfort, removing one of your hair strands covering your face. He enjoyed this silly side of you, thought it unbearably adorable… but he preferred you to be happy. By far.

“No. I don't want to; I don't care if I fail, I'm not doing this anymore! And nothing will convince me otherwise!”

“Are you sure?” He smirks, placing his arm around your waist and leaning closer to you.

“Yes!” You try your best to remain unaffected, even if deep within, you were desperately longing to bask in his touch.

“Not even a kiss?”

“Nope! Not even that!” You refuted his suggestions. “Don’t try to convince me otherwise, it won’t work!”

Well, you’d have to do better than that if you wished to stop Naoya.

“Oh, really? Not even…” Naoya then reaches for his bag to swiftly take out a small Gengar plushie. Coincidentally, the same one you saw at the mall a few days ago: the newest one Pokémon Center had released, and naturally, you’ve been dying to get. “…For this?”

You press you lips together, trying your best to control your impulses and freak out about the gift—but there’s one thing you always forget about Naoya: is that you can’t ignore his enchantments, and soon, you attempt to seize the plushie from his hands, only to once again, fail to acknowledge his impressive speed, a snarky smile on his lips as he imposes distance between the two.

“Nuh, uh, princess. You have to keep studying if you want this.”

“Just—give it to me!” you gasp, trying to reach for his arm once again, but he just keeps straying further and further away from you. In fact, he actually stands up to make it even harder for you!

But that doesn’t stop you, no, not at all, for you respond with the same energy, quick to stand up as well and throw yourself towards him in one last attempt to seize the plushie and claim what is rightfully yours!

If you hadn’t accidentally tripped over, that is, by innocently getting your feet stuck with the legs of a nearby chair and tripping onto Naoya, who instinctively grabs you and begins to worry about your wellbeing, Gengar effectively out of your mind.

Just like you—however, it was more by the fact you were embarrassed to have done such a thing, feeling nothing but stupid by allowing yourself to fall victim to such silly games, as seen in the redness of your face.

“Stop it!” you breathe, trying to free yourself from his arms, hide from his sight. But he holds you in place, fearing you were hurt. “Let me go!”

“Are you ok? Are you hurt?”

“I’m—I’m fine, just—just let me go!” you whine, and it’s a good thing that Naoya knows you so well to the point of understanding you don’t really mean to get away from him, but rather, hide your shame—which he hopes to ease by finally giving you the plushie of your desire.

“Don’t be upset, Y/N. It was just an accident.” He murmurs, kissing the top of your head, you pout.

“This was so humiliating…” you lament. “I feel like a child! Oh, I’m so undeserving of this…”

“Hmmm, if it’s worth anything, today wasn’t that bad. In fact, remember that one time when you ate chocolate ice cream and—"

“Naoya!” you gasp, he laughs.

“Alright, alright!” He cups your face, pressing your cheeks together and making you pout. “I’m just joking; trying to make you feel better, you know?”

“Doesn’t seem like it…” you frown.

“I adore all of you. Even the embarrassing parts.” Naoya leans closer to your face, rubbing his nose against yours. Your heart swoons. “So don’t torture yourself about it.”

“…I adore you too.” You confess, eager to already tell him you loved him, but only when the time was right. When he felt ready.

“Let’s take a break and get something to eat, yeah?”

 “How about ramen? I bought some packets that are supposed to be super good the other day at the market. We can just get some hot water from the cafeteria and done!”

“You know how I feel about that type of food. I’d rather take you out to an actual restaurant.” He raises an eyebrow.

“I would like to but… we need to plan these things with time so we won’t be seen” you dolefully remind him, he sighs.

“Well, nothing beats a date at school.” Naoya then jests, you chuckle.

He then cups your face once again, leaning down to kiss you tenderly.

Saying it’s a nuisance falls short to how you actually felt about this whole ordeal. About having to walk around eggshells just to go out on dates, but until both were ready to let the world known of your relationship, (or prepare for the dramatic response you know your family and friends will have to it) this will have to do.

Unless you two were to lower your guards and let someone else win you to it, hinted by the sound of a shutter coming from the door, followed by a bright flash that made you and Naoya freeze instantly, eyes wide as both slowly turned over to the entrance, loathing all of the implications this moment provided, completely petrified when realizing it was much, much worse than anything you imagined.

For standing by the door frame, stood the culprits behind it all, the last people you wanted to know of your relationship with Naoya: Gojo and Geto—the latter holding the newest bane of your existence, and the former with his mouth agape, eventually letting out a loud shriek that snapped the two out of trance.

“Wait, Satoru, Suguru—It’s not—It’s not what you think!!” You scrambled to control the situation, to no avail, for it was exactly what they thought!

The same information that had them running into the hallways and heading to God knows where, certainly not to keep this secret hidden from the world.

It was only a matter of time before the whole school knew, especially if there was a photo involved! And after that happens, you and Naoya would be forced to give out explanations to everyone that dared ask. If fate found it to be merciful on you, then the only problems you'll have will come through your friends.

If not… then it’d also be a matter of dealing with his and your family as well.

The mere thought of it sends shivers through your spine—mind scurrying to envision all kinds of scenarios possible.

“Do you think they’ll—they’ll take me out from school?” you fretted. Naoya swallows, unsure.

Guess both will have to wait and see what the future has unwittingly prepared for the two—until then, you’d prepare the speech you’ll inevitably give your parents and his in hope of defending your relationship.

…

Or at least, the possibility of remaining in contact with Naoya, if settling for the worst.

I realized that I wrote Naoya doing 1000 things for Y/N. But in my defense, Naoya is the type to give you good things and you're the type to give him good times? If that makes sense. I mean, he has a lot of money, and you're actually allowed to live a normal human life so, complementing each other!!! hahaha

Anyways, what a shocker. Who would've guessed that high school bullies Gojo and Geto were to find out you were dating Naoya first? UGH HAHHAAHHA It was only a matter of time tbh. Though I do fear for their life 💀💀💀💀💀💀

Well, since I love this concept so much be sure that I will write more about it. Or just about HS in general, agjkhasjkgas I love it 😭

Thank you so much for sending in this ask!! Can't wait to write the second part, the.... revelation and everything that will ensue. I wonder if they'll make it out of this alive? Who knows!! hehe.

Take care and hope to see you soon!!!

[lokisgoodgirl]

Love Note #2 goes out to @mochie85 💖

There's just so many good things I can say about Mochie and we can start with how she wrote some of the hottest smuts that live in my head rent free (Pheromones?? The Chase?? Better Version?? ohh lordy me 🥵). Sometimes those stories cross my mind at the most random moments of the day and I just gotta stare at the ceiling or the nearest stationary object to kind of reset my brain 🥴 And she also created the fluffy series that had me feeling all sorts of feels, Creature Comforts eeeeeee 🫠💖

And I am forever grateful for having been able to do our collab series 'man of the month' that started out as just a message going "I kinda have an unhinged idea…Avengers calendar" and then I sent her this photo that kinda just sent us into space for a good few minutes:

One of the things I cannot be thankful for enough was her vibe checks throughout my first toe dips into the world of smut because…when I tell you I was nervous as all heckers, I kid you not every time I wrote like 100 words I had to stop myself from going "Okay I need another check" until I finished at least half of what I was planning 🥴 And it was through her support that some of those first smuts from RTC ever came to be 🥹💖

She's such a multitalented & amazing person, whether it be her writing, or her moodboards, or her art…It's been such an honor to be able to say that I've known someone like her in my life and I really gotta go and binge more of her recent works.

@muddyorbsblr this is beautiful. Thank you so much for sending this Love Note for @mochie85 she is truly a treasure and a pillar of my own personal experience here. One of the friendliest and most helpful and giving people I've ever known, as well as one of the most talented👑You slay, Mochs.

[joelsmochi]

got some joel x reader x tommy content coming out soon 😵‍💫 i’m about 1/3 finished!!!

i’ll be on summer break next week and so hopefully i’ll get to write more for you guys xoxo -mochi 🍡💖

[candycryptids]

Hide and map for the oc meme! Dealers choice for character v-v)/

This took me an embarrassing long time to get to despite being so zazzed for the ask (sending you flowers btw) (under a cut for length) (We’re gonna dive into Chuu and Mochiie, two of my Final Fantasy Oc’s ;w;)

“Hide; what does your OC hide, why do they hide it?”

In the case of Chuu, she hides quite a bit; her origins, her projects, her workshop… Largely because her projects border illegal-unethical and being uh. An ex-engineer for Garlemald prior to the Calamity doesn’t look Great when you’ve skipped country and moved into one of the several countries that were harassed by Garlemald lmao. The FC she fell in line with isn’t exactly on full legal lines either, which is why it’s perfect (they’re not inclined to turn her in even if they find out because they’ll all go down with her, but more likely than turning her in, they’d probably Get It.

She also hid the Questionable Project of Cloning herself, until it was nearly done. Or, rather, she Built Tuesday, meant to be ‘her, but if she was a boy and just a little uglier’ because she has ego and she has to be The Prettiest. (Besides her girlfriend, Talia) and you might think ‘that’s not that unethical’ and you’d be kinda right except they took the concept of Anima (from the Relic Weapon Questline. Where you imbue a weapon with a soul.) and then. Reworked it to fit into her Pet Project. To clean and cook. And. To go to places she could not for Legal and Safety reasons. Fun thing she doesn’t hide is her Inability To Read Common. She just can’t. She could learn to, she’s very smart, but she refuses. Instead she invented her own writing system and makes someone else read her letters to her and dictates anything she wants to mail (to Tuesday, usually, if he’s home. Otherwise she just Calls via linkpearl, because she has No phone-call anxiety unlike me)

(I’m guessing Map was an autocorrect on Mask cos I couldn’t find map anywhere in there >w>;;) “Does your OC wear a mask, literally or Figuratively? What goes on beneath it? Is there anyone in their life who gets so see who they are under the mask?”

Mochi dons a figurative mask of being Brave and Heroic and Resourceful as the Warrior Of Light as time goes on. At first it wasn’t a mask, because things were challenging and hard but he had support and he felt Capable. But then the Massacre of the Waking Sands happens and he breaks down hard. (I have screenshots! I might add a link to them later, but they’re in his tag 💖) It sets that shift from being a hero is fun and adrenaline pumping to, everything feeling very. Real. And lethally dangerous. (As if being Kidnapped and fighting a false God isn’t dangerous while the people who were captured with you got tempered and then subsequently put to sword… but they weren’t people he KNEW.) So he starts putting up the front of being Unshakeable, a Paladin, the Sword and Shield of Hope, the Unbreakable Fists of Freedom. Etc. The Hero (not Man) who will take down the Empire and any Primals that threaten the peace and safety of This Star’s peoples. Which becomes a heavy weight to carry- especially when he gets to grappling with… not everyone with the potential to be, to do, good, can be swayed to pursue that potential (Zenos). Not everyone can be saved etc.

So Zenos gets to peek under that mask- an angry, and terrified Au’ra with the edges of control issues when things don’t work like he believes they should (You CAN do good you just won’t) and Zenos relishes in this because that’s always when their clashes are the most fierce (When Mochi stops putting on bravado and face and starts fighting without etiquette or restraints.) (it’s complicated. I haven’t gotten this far with Mochi yet but it’s what I imagine it’s going to shake out like ~v~)

And, someone who he actually cares about (someone who he’s not at odds with) that sees under the mask is probably Thancred and Urianger? They know the kinds of burdens Mochi carries and even if Mochi doesn’t let the mask slip around Thancred I feel like he’s sharp. He can. Tell. So if he perhaps invites Mochi to spar somewhere far from everyone where there’s enough room to cut loose and go until everything burns and he collapses with a dagger or a gunblade pointed at his chest it’s. A nice reprieve. (Alternatively. He just invites Mochi to have a drink or 15 at the Rising Stones.. it’s not healthy, but at least Mochi can blame his tears on the bottle.)

Urianger is good at getting Mochi to open up just by Being there, either quietly researching in the same secluded room as him or sipping coffee (black, he doesn’t need cream and sugars, the man’s drinking this for the caffeine Only) while Mochi sits there writing correspondences to the Tribes or to his Squadron until he just starts talking out loud. He asks rhetoricals and complains and mourns and Urianger listens quietly and doesn’t comment when Mochi moves to sit next to him with his tail wrapped around his ankle :/ (he’s a guy that employs casual touch frequently)

Uhhh…. Anyways that’s what I got Big Kisses if you read this mwah mwah

[adventuretolkienlover]

Hello! I have been tasked to do this since I've been asked the same thing!

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! Get to know your mutuals, followers and all the wonderful people on here!!!

OMG. Three times the charm folks!!! Haha!🤣🤣🤣 Thanks for the ask! Wow, third time this week. Cool! Let's go!

Soft warm socks

My Kitty.😺💖

Making Stuff! (Art, writing, sculpting, painting, etc.)

Screen "T"s! (T-shirts with cool printed art and logos on them)

Mochi!

Thanks for the ask!😁