#seishi mumbles

[iwaasfairy]

I JSUT SAWZ S REONAGI EDIT SND I WSS THINKING???? WHAT IF THEM + YN RIGHT? BUT THEN I THOUGHT WHAY IF nagi isn't feeling like training and reo's trying to convince him w everything in the world!!! but then!!! you walk in,,, wearing the tiniestttttttt top and a thong 🤩🤩🤩 like Onichan have you seen my white jeans? reo might be used to this but nagi isn't 😳‼️ so when reo notices that nagis dull eyes are shining bright,,, he knows how to convince him to train ifykwim 😔‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ also kissi for u 💞

HHhHhshhshdhhd stOPPPDJJRHDH THis is settIng my lOINS ON FIRE you can’t just give mE THE IMAGE OF reO NII In my head w seishi drooling over you anD WMEXPWCT ME TO FUNCTION AFTEr pJJDHDHDH

tw incest, coercion, oral, pussy eating, threesome

contains nagi seishiro x fem!reader x mikage reo

Reo had been quick to roll his eyes and chastise you when you’d walked out, ass fully out save for the tiniest thong known to man, and a tight top that wasnt nearly thick enough not to be molten to every curve. “Can you put on some clothes?” he’d grunted, staring you down with an impatient noise. It’s not that you don’t … look good, but today isn’t the day. The silver blond next to him shuffles on the couch, and his video game makes the sound of a character death.

“Yea, I’m trying to, niichan!” You hit him back with just as much attitude, and glare him down for a second. “Moms taking me on a lunch date in a bit, just- can’t find my lightwash pants. The nice ones.”

“Check under my bed then, we- “ He cuts himself off and motions his head towards the other side of the luxuriously spacious flat, before turning back to his friend. But Seishiro’s attention has long left his game, and his dark eyes follow very close behind to the sway of your hips as you stroll past them. And a smile tugs his mouth up.

The solution to his dilemma is pretty easy after that. He’s an excellent problem solver.

“This okay?” Seishiro asks as he does, kissing down your lips to your neck and then licking and sucking all over your tits with a hum.

“She likes when you bite them softly,” your big brother mumbles, and is much too quick to shove his sweatpants down to reveal an already hardening cock as he gets on his knees between your spread thighs. Nagi’s lips smack as he disconnects from your nipple for a moment, lips glossy with spit, and glances down.

“How do you know that?”

But niichan just hums a soft dismissal. “Don’t ask stupid questions.” Then his amethyst irises meet yours, and he gives you a look as he fucks the flushed, hot head of his cock into his palm, and then noses at the inside of your thigh. “What do you say?”

“Please eat my pussy, niichan. Want to have my big brother’s tongue on me.” You can feel Nagi’s hands start roaming around as he glances up at you from playing with your tits, sucking marks and rubbing his hot tongue over your hardened buds. Then he looks down at the way Reo nii’s nosing at your pussy, and let’s out a string of swears. Niichan’s quick to shove the panties aside and place his mouth on your cunt though, unbothered by the fuss his friend’s making.

And you’ve never seen Seishiro so animated, as he blinks a few times, bites his lip, and then slides a hand along his abs into his pants. You make a noise when niichan starts with a few patient licks to your clit, before his fingers join and you make grabby hands towards the blond. “Nuh uh, let me help. Please. Please, Seishiro kun? Can you use my mouth until niichan’s done with his meal?” His tongue slips from between his lips for him to bite it, and gladly takes out the hard, hot cock to offer it up to you.

And you make quick work of spitting on your hands and grabbing him, feeling the thumping vein on the bottom as he props one long, muscular leg onto the bed beside you and groans long and raspy when you lead him to your mouth. “Do your parents know that you do this shit?” he asks after a moment, watching the head of his cock hollow and fill your cheeks and a glimmer cover the flushed cock as you pop it in and out.

“N-nope,” you quickly answer, before locking one leg around Reo nii’s shoulders when he pats it, “and you’re not gonna tell them either. You gotta keep our little secret.” You coo and let out a slight yelp when Reo sucks hard at the top of your slit, rubbing his tongue with too much practice over your clit in just the way you like. “Oh-hmmmgn- niichan— th-ah, I can’t focus when you do that.” He hums into your pussy, watching his fingers drip with your juices when he scissors them apart a few times, then smiles.

“Nagi, how about you fuck her face? Go ahead, she can take it.” Your squeaked ‘nii nii’ is interrupted by the way he spits on your pussy and rubs it around, before fucking his cock into a ring of fingers again for a moment. “Shhh, don’t worry, Nagi’s not gonna say anything. Just open your mouth like a good girl and stick your tongue out like niichan taught you.”

“That’s twisted,” his friend only mumbles, but those dark eyes glitter as they have yet to leave your face. His one hand toys with your tits for a bit longer, as he stroked himself in a slow rhythm with your spit, before you oblige. Niichan promised to drive you around all month in his very fancy car if you helped him out after all. So you open your mouth and let the heavy cock invade the tightness of your throat. “Ohhh- fuck. Oh fuck.”

[shoyoist]

i spend half of every single day of my life thinking abt very slow and soft sex with nagi bc i just know that at his core that's what he enjoys the most <3 lazy kisses and slow thrusts are his favorite bc he likes to fully take in the moment hehe

content: fem!reader. all characters in my nsfw works are 18+ or aged up to that. unprotected sεx, multiple orgasms, cumming inside.

— . ｡˚ ♡ nagi loves how you hug him so tight. an: so true gyu ♡ this is nagi's favourite way to do it he's so soft sometimes.

"seishirou," you whisper so softly, into the curve of nagi's neck. your hand comes to curl gently at his nape, as he thrusts into you — slow, calculated thrusts that go deeper and deeper with each stroke.

"mm?" he sighs at how your pussy flutters around him, warm and slick with the coupled effect of your previous orgasms. the way you sound out his name is so sweet in his ear, he wants to tell you to say it again — but he's feeling too dazed, too lost in the pleasure of your body, to want to speak up.

your legs lock around his waist, pulling him closer and pressing your bodies together, warm and just a little sticky with sweat, in the heat of the summer night. "seishirou," you whisper again, and he wants to smile. "i love you."

"'a love you, too." he says in an exhale, giving the side of your head a small kiss as you press your face further into his neck, taking in the lingering scent of sports spray and soap that's still on him, despite it being hours since he got home from practise for the day.

his hand — fingers pale and cold, yet so calloused and strong — slides down from where he'd been pinning your wrist to the bed, to your neck, your shoulder, then to your chest. he squeezes one of your tits in his hand as he fucks his cock into you all the way, moaning into your mouth as his balls slap at your ass. "fuck."

"want your cum," you tell him, tightening the hold your legs have around him, tugging him in even closer, and now his thrusts are so deep, pulling out not even halfway before he's going back in, cock kissing your cervix sweetly each time. "again, seishirou. please."

"'m givin' it." he mumbles, eyes almost shut as he kisses your hair again, bracing himself against the mattress a little harder so he can pick up his pace a little and drive himself to another high. "be patient with me, angel."

your hands climb from their place at his bicep and his nape, to cup his face gently, pull his lips to yours for a kiss — and he uses the chance to snap his hips into you faster, pulling the prettiest little gasp from your lips, so he can eat it up as it comes out of your mouth.

"pretty thing," he says, for himself to hear, really — as those sleepy, doe eyes drop down to watch the way his cock is sucked into your pussy so well, a ring of milky white adorning the base as he readily increases his speed. "fuck, g'nna cum again."

"inside, inside," you chant, back arching as his cock presses into your gummy walls the way you like best, the depth of his thrusts making your toes curl. it's so good, each thrust slow, angled just right, hitting your most sensitive spot each time — and the muffled slap, slap, slap! of his muscled thighs against your skin is delicious.

nagi lets out a belated hum of agreement, mumbling after a few seconds that of course, he'll cum inside — it's where he likes it best, anyway. he can't bother himself with pulling out, and the way your cunt takes it all so well, and how you look so cute stuffed full of his thick, heavy cum?

he wants to see it. every time. as many times as he can.

your walls clamp around him at the very moment he feels the coil in his stomach go unbearably tight — and a moan, breathy and pitched, pushes itself out of his throat at the same moment that you fling your arms around his neck and cry, "cumming, cumming! seishi— fuck!"

and you hit your orgasms together, for the second time in a row tonight — nagi's eyes squeeze shut at the way your pussy clamps around him so fucking tight, squelching wetly as you're filled with the ropes of cum that spill from his cock. "haah," you moan, breathless, as you try to keep kissing him, even as he pulls back for air. "more, please."

his hand drops lower still, then, palm dragging down your stomach, to the puffy bud of your clit that's throbbing, begging to be touched so your high can come full circle. "pretty girl," he gasps. "fuck, takin' me so well."

his rhythm stutters just a little, with the oversensitive throb that blooms at his tip, when it hits your cervix once again — but he keeps going, breathing hot and heavy into your hair as he drops his head down, touching his forehead to your shoulder as he lets himself relax.

he lays with you like that for a few minutes, wrapped in pleasured silence and the sound of your breathing, his cock snug inside your wet cunt. thinking of how good it feels, to come home and have you like this every single night.

then, you turn your face a little, and press your lips to his cheek in a short kiss. "seishirou?"

and nagi turns his face, too, to meet your eyes with his own. he rolls his hips into yours, feeling the way cum oozes out of you, stickying both his skin and yours. "again."

[urfavstonr1]

Mortician And The Info Broker

Chapter 17

Series- Durarara

Pairings- Izaya Orihara/Original Female Charater. Kyohei Kadota/Original Female Charater.

Current word count- 2367

Content Warnings- Blood and Gore, Rape, PTSD, Mental Illness, Abuse, Trauma, Violence, Smut

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“It’s nice being the only one that gets to see him that way.” Seishi has a small smile on her face as she thinks about it, knocking at the door echoing through the apartment.

“Speak of the devil~” Izaya smirks. Toshiko attempts to get up and get the door, but Izaya pulls her back down to his lap. “Nope you get to stay right here.” 

“Izaya~” quietly giggling.

“THE DOORS OPEN!” Seishi yells over her shoulder, typing away again at her laptop, but as she hears the door open she quickly shuts the device and places her notebook inside her textbook and closing that as well. She quickly gives Izaya and Toshiko a look, silently telling them not to mention the events of this morning, or their conversation. Izaya rolls his eyes jokingly, but giving a look that he understands and Toshiko unfortunately distracted by Izaya still holding her down.

“Hey guys, what’s up?” Kyohei walks into the apartment, slipping off his shoes and walking closer to the couch, Seishi smiles as he leans down to hand her her coffee and gives her a kiss.

“Just doing some research. I think you should sit down? I gotta tell you something kinda important.” Seishi takes a sip from her coffee and moves her laptop and textbook back to the coffee table to make room for him on the couch. Izaya and Toshiko staying quiet to allow them to talk.

“Should I be concerned? Is that a bite mark on your neck?” He looks her over concerned as he sits down.

“So well. Yes. I’m getting there. Don’t be concerned, I don't think?” She reaches out and takes his hands in hers, “I got a new job.”

“That’s great but that doesn't explain the bite mark.”

“I said I’m getting there.” She squeezes his hands and sighs, “My new job is with Nebula corp. I’m working with Shinra’s dad. And my first appointment was with a succubus.”

“A succubus? Like the demon?” Kyohei looks at her confused.

“Yes, like the demon. Anyway, she seems to have taken a liking to me and I’m kinda being haunted by her?”

“Haunted is an understatement~” Izaya mumbles under his breath in Toshiko’s ear and she lets out a scoff trying to hold back her laugh.

“She came to me last night in my dream and I woke up with these marks on me.” Seishi gives him an awkward smile as he processes the information.

“Is there a way to make her stop doing that?” He asks.

“That’s kinda what I was researching, I don’t have a definite answer yet. But next time I’m at work and see her I’m gonna see if there is something I can do about it.” Seishi smiles at Kyohei with a sigh, “Oh! Also you can’t tell anyone I work for Nebula. I signed an NDA and this is technically illegal to be telling you.”

“You should already know your secrets are safe with me.” He smiles at her before pulling her into a quick kiss, as he pulls back he makes eye contact with Izaya and clears his throat, “Other than you working for Nebula and being haunted by a succubus how is everything else?” His eyes shift back down to Seishi, “Are you liking the new job?”

“Yes! Other than the shit with Meru it's been fun! I’m learning so much, there are so many things in the world that I had no clue of!” She seems to bounce in excitement as she speaks, “Other than Meru I’ve also met vampires and a few fairies! They live all over Japan just like regular humans! The Fairies use magic to appear like humans. I wish I brought my research binder home with me but it’s sitting in my office.”

“Would Shingen let you take that out of the office though?” Toshiko cocks her head to the side curiously. 

“He takes his binders home all the time.” Seishi turns to look back at Toshiko, “I don’t know why I wouldn't be able to.”

“I mean I just figured with it being classified information and all that you guys would be extra careful.” Toshiko shrugs.

“From what I’ve been told we’re allowed to take our research home to analyze further if needed but it needs to stay away from prying eyes.”

“Let’s be honest though, even if there was a rule to not take it out of office, Shingen is a confident fool at times~” Izaya chuckles at the thought.

“Tell me about it! He left me alone in the exam room with a succubus on my first day.” Seishi groans and leans against the couch, “I could punch him for the shit that she did to me in my dream..” she takes another sip of her coffee, letting out a happy sigh.

“What did she do to you in your dream?” Kyohei asks her, his voice just above a whisper as he watches Seishi’s face turn a bright red.

“Are you jealous Dotachin~?” Izaya smirks over at him.

“At Least he lets me orgasm! That was just plain torture!” Seishi blurts out before covering her mouth with her hands, her eyes wide at her blurting of words.

“Sounds familiar..” Glaring at Izaya.

“Hey now I wouldn’t be that cruel~ I only told you can’t moan last night, was it really that torturous for you?” Izaya leaning his head on her back.

“Oh my gods.” Seishi mumbles to herself.

Toshiko turning to face him, “Yes it was cause you said you would stop if I did… all cause I said yes to play your stupid game..” booping his nose. 

“You say that though, but I could tell you were losing your mind over it~ Maaaybe we could try the succubus's idea as well hmm? ” Izaya confidently grins.

Toshiko sighing at his remark, “You do that and I will do it right back~” She lets out an evil and sarcastic chuckle, “You may be a Sadist but I am to, so test it if you dare~”

“You’re going to regret saying that later~” Softly pulling her chin, bringing her face close to his.

“Do you guys have no shame?” Seishi looks at them with a sneer.

“Does Izaya ever have any sense of shame?” Kyohei lets out a chuckle.

Izaya looking over at the two of them, “Cause where is the fun living life censoring ourselves~” 

Toshiko glances over at Seishi, “It seems your mind lacks some shame too with that dream of your’s~”

“Hey! You said it's normal to have these kinds of dreams and urges! I can’t control what a succubus drags from the depths of my mind!” Seishi snaps?

“I mean it is normal, but now you are one of us in a sense~” Toshiko giggles.

“I can tell you one thing..” Izaya thinks out loud, “The world your looking into may not be new to us but I’m positive it's totally new to Dotachin here” 

Seishi looks to Kyohei, who’s face isn’t giving her any answers. She opens her mouth to ask him about it but quickly shuts it as she thinks, looking down to the floor. “There is nothing to be ashamed of.. they are just kinks and honestly from things I’ve seen on the internet it's pretty tame..” Toshiko trying to reassure her.

“Up until this morning I didn’t even know what bondage was! And and I don’t even know how to address it outside of researching the hell out of it.” Seishi whines as she leans against Kyohei with a sigh, he gives her a small smile as a blush creeps up to his face and pets her hair, trying to make her feel better.

“Easiest way to address it is like ripping a bandaid off and just asking or saying it to the one you want to try it with.. Like how you asked us questions since you're new to the whole BDSM thing and by the look on Dotachin’s face with his reaction to the word bondage I’d say he would give it a try~” Izaya scoffs. 

Kyohei clears his throat, his face growing redder. “We don't have to talk about this now, not in front of them. I know this is a lot, I'm sorry.” Seishi mumbles against him, trying to hide her own blushing.

“Hey we won’t bite~” Laughing at his own words, “but why don’t we give them some privacy..” Izaya leading Toshiko to the back porch, “some fresh air does sound nice~” 

“So, uh. In my dream it was kinky?” Seishi looks down to her hands as she sits up to get off of Kyohei, “She had me tied up and was hurting me and it felt so good, but I feel so guilty that it wasn’t you I was experiencing that pleasure with.”

“You can’t control your dreams, especially when it’s being affected by a succubus. It’s ok.” He places a hand on her cheek, making her look up at him, “And if you wanted to try those things with me I am willing to try anything as long as you’re happy, Seishi. And I don’t think any less of you for having these urges.” 

“I do want to try more stuff together, I just want to do more research on it first! Like what I’m into, I’d love to know what you're interested in as well! That's also what I was researching before you came over. There's so much to this and I crave to know more about it and about myself.” Seishi leans to grab her notebook from inside her textbook, presenting her notes to Kyohei.

“I love seeing you light up when you talk about things you're excited about like this.” He smiles at her and leans in for a kiss. 

Seishi smiles and kisses him, placing her hand on his cheek as she deepens the kiss, “And I love seeing you and learning about you.” She pulls back and stretches her back, “I’m gonna go smoke then when I get back I want us to both learn about each other, if you know what I mean.” She snickers and stands up with a wink before walking away towards the balcony, as she walks past him he smirks and smacks her ass, causing her to yelp and blush brightly.

***

Izaya and Toshiko feeling the fresh air hit their faces, he takes the seat in the back corner and pulling her down with him back onto his lap. “Remember the thing I said earlier you would regret~? Wrapping his arm around her waist, slipping his hand down her pants, but on top of her panties.

Toshiko gripping his shirt, leaning her head against his as a smirk grows on his face while feeling her warm panting breath against his skin. “I-Izaya what if my s-sister walks out..”

“And so what if she does~” Softly nibbling at her ear, slowly rubbing carefully, her underwear growing more damp the more he continues to tease her. 

The balcony door slides open as Seishi steps out with a cigarette between her lips, as she looks to the side she groans, “do you guys ever fucking stop?” She grumbles before slamming the door when she steps back inside and heads towards the front door, still grumbling with the cigarette in her mouth.

“What’s wrong?” Kyohei stands and follows her out the front door.

“They’re being gross on the balcony.” Seishi mumbles and lights her cigarette as she leans against the wall, taking in a deep inhale and blowing it out over the wall.

“Gross?” He looks at her confused and leans against the wall next to her. Seishi gives him a look before looking out at the street.

“Yes. Gross.” She takes another drag of her cigarette and blows it out with a sigh, “It’s like they can't keep their hands off of each other.”

Kyohei chuckles at the thought, “I mean it makes sense, fresh relationships are like that for a lot of people especially people who are already comfortable with having sex..” looking out at the city, “and honestly I’m glad Izaya found someone that he can be this comfortable with.. It’s like a miracle.” a soft smile on his face.

“It’s nice to see Toshiko happy but it’s weird witnessing it as her sister.” Seishi lets out a laugh, “In my head I want to do nothing but touch and be around you but everything still feels so new and awkward.” She looks down at her hands and ashes her cigarette, “You’re my first for so much, Kyohei.”

“We’ll get there when you’re comfortable.” He smiles as he wraps his arm around her and presses a kiss to her temple, causing her to giggle. 

***

Izaya picking up Toshiko, surprising her, “What!?”

“I mean she already knows~ so let’s just move this to somewhere more comfortable~” Izaya’s smug face beaming while he carries her to the bedroom, shutting the door behind him as he tosses her gently on the bed. “Don’t worry~ we will make this one quick” he smirks.

After finishing off her cigarette Seishi and Kyohei head back inside the apartment, Seishi sitting back on the couch with a sigh, reaching for the remote to turn on the tv while situating her laptop on her lap again to continue her research. As Kyohei sits down he looks over her shoulder at her screen and blushes.

“Is this what you were dreaming about?” He asks while looking from the screen to her.

“Well, yeah. And as alarming as that dream was, I would like to learn more about it.” Seishi continues to do her research, at the moment mostly about bondage and being what she found is called a ‘rope bunny’.

“So you want to be tied up?” Kyohei smirks down at her, this question makes her freeze and begin to blush brightly.

Soft moans accidently leak out of Toshiko’s room through the silent apartment, along with Izaya chuckling. 

Seishi groans and hunches over her laptop, “I just want a little while without having to hear my sister moan.” sighing as she’s sure she’s changed the subject.

“You didn’t answer me.” Kyohei gently grabs Seishi’s jaw as she sits back up, forcing her to look at him as he smirks and raises a brow at her.

The blush returns to her face as she tries to think of how to respond, “Yes?”

“Yes, what?” He presses her for more, the smirk on his lips widening.

“Yes I want to be tied up.” Seishi’s eyes looking away from him as she answers. Kyohei clears his throat for her to look at him again.

“I want you to look at me when you say it.” His voice is low and stern as he talks, the look in his eye made Seishi feel like melting into a puddle.

“P-please tie me up.” Seishi stutters out, her eyes not leaving his. He smirks once again and pulls her into a kiss.

“Good girl.” He smirks at her as he pulls away. He sits back against the couch to let Seishi continue her, now sexually frustrated, research.

As Seishi continues her research she feels a pit form in her stomach, quickly moving her laptop to the coffee table, and running to the bathroom.

Izaya walks out with Toshiko, rejoining Seishi and Kyohei in the living room. He sweeps his hand through his hair, fixing where Toshiko was pulling at his hair from their quick shenanigans in the bedroom and Toshiko readjusting her clothes. Izaya sits down in one of the arm chairs as he pats his lap for her to join him. “You’re insatiable sometimes I swear..” she gives him a blank stare from his frisky behavior earlier and with her sister home no less.

“And so are you~” He gives a wide smirk while she sits on his lap and pouting, laying her head on his shoulder and relaxing trying to ignore the truth in that statement. 

Toshiko glances around the room then at Kyohei, “Where Seishi go? She alright?” 

Kyohei stands from the couch to follow Seishi to the bathroom, as he's about to knock on the door and it opens to reveal Seishi. “Are you ok?”

“I thought I had to throw up? But I didn't and now I want like, chocolate and cheese? Like chocolate covered cheese. Colby jack.” Seishi  contemplates to herself before walking to the kitchen, opening the fridge and rummaging around, “Ohhh and peanut butter.”

Kyohei blinks for a second, confused before following her, “That's probably one of the weirdest combinations I’ve heard.”

“Yeah I know but it sounds so good.” She turns around to look at him with a slice of cheese in her mouth, “I don't think I have any chocolate though.”

Toshiko cringes at the thought of the food combo her sister just listed, “How does that sound good together.. just no..” 

Seishi shrugs her shoulders and returns to the couch with her tiny hoard of snacks, “I don’t know, maybe my period is coming up?”

“I feel like these cravings are a lil crazy for a period..” Toshiko stares confused at Seishi.

Izaya chuckles, “Hormones, what a mysterious thing when it comes to being a human.”

“The human body is so fucking weird, hormones are constantly fluctuating and changing can do so many different things to the body!” Seishi speaks enthusiastically before taking a bite from one of her snacks.

As they talk and Toshiko’s head is still laying on Izaya’s shoulder, the feeling of being super comfy sets in and she accidently drifts asleep. “Looks like I wore someone out~” Izaya laughs at his own joke while gently placing a hand on her head. 

Seishi snickers and leans back on the couch, “I feel like we should do something cause I have today off but I don’t know what to do.” She gasps and perks up, clapping her hands together, “We should go out drinking!”

“The last time you got drunk you blacked out and refused to drink water.” Kyohei groans, leaning back on the couch.

“That won't happen this time!” Seishi looks at him, giving him puppy eyes.

“And I don’t believe you.” Kyohei looks down at her with his brow raised.

“We can even treat this as a celebration to congratulate you on your new job!” Izaya smiles, “It’s not everyday people get a job opportunity like that” Softly pinching Toshiko’s cheek, waking her up.

“Whaaaat I was comfy~” She playfully whines rubbing her eyes awake and stretching, nuzzling back into his shoulder almost falling asleep again when he pinches her cheek again as he lets out a soft laugh.

“As cute as that was, it's time to wake up~!” Toshiko sits up while rubbing her cheeks as Izaya insists her to awaken. 

“Alriiiight.. Are we going somewhere or something?” She looks around groggily at everyone.

“We're gonna celebrate Seishi’s new job by taking her out for a drink!” Izaya says enthusiastically as he stands and helps Toshiko to her feet.

“I mean I’d be a fool to turn down alcohol!” Toshiko perks up at the sound of their plans.

 “Hell yeah!” Seishi jumps off the couch, “Where do we want to go? I’ll go get dressed!” She runs off to her room excitedly.

“There is this all you can drink bar right by Ikebukuro station that will work perfect for this situation~” as he walks towards the door putting his boots on and Toshiko hopping behind him excitedly at the thought of all the liquor she can drink.

Seishi leaves her room in a pair of black ripped skinny jeans and her blue cropped hoodie with an excited smile, “Lets go!” She pulls Kyohei off the couch and walks towards the door to put her shoes on.

“I’m coming, I’m coming!” Kyohei chuckles as he’s dragged to the door by his excited girlfriend.

After a short walk they make their way in front of the all you can drink bar called the Public Stand, Izaya pulling out his wallet covering the all you can drink fee for everyone and passing out their tickets for the use of the bar to everyone. “It’s on me so let’s all have some fun~”

Toshiko getting them a table and getting them a round of menus and overly enthusiastically ordering some drinks for her to start trying, “I can already feel myself salivating!” 

Izaya wrapping an arm around her waist, “Slow down~” As he lets out a loud laugh, “There is no rush.. We have all night~”

“Ohhh I don’t know what to get..” Seishi mutters as she looks over the drink menu.

“Ah I have an idea! You could always close your eyes and pick at random whatever your finger lands on, you order it!” Toshiko grows a smug grin.

“What if I order something gross?” Seishi grimaces at the thought.

“I’ll drink it for you! No alcohol will go to waste on my watch~” Toshiko says confidently and hits her hand on her chest. 

“I guess.” Seishi closes her eyes and places her finger on a random drink on the menu, opening her eyes to look at it, “Fuzzy Navel, peach schnapps and orange juice, that actually sounds really good.” 

“Lucky roll! I bet it will be bomb!” She says with a big grin on her face.

“Why do I have a feeling I’ll be carrying you home~!” Izaya lets out a loud laugh. 

“I can hold my liquor, you shouldn’t need to do that..” Toshiko puffing out her cheeks and pouting. 

Seishi giggles, about to say something before Kyohei lets out a chuckle, “I know that I’ll need to carry this one home for sure.”

“Wha-”

“And having to force water down your throat.” Kyohei playfully glares at Seishi as she pouts.

“And mind you, I drank more than her that night and I didn’t even get drunk.. I kinda just fell asleep.. Kyohei can vouch for that! I wasn’t even slurring my words, I just got tired cause that day a lot happened..” Looking at Izaya with a fire in her eyes, “How bout this.. If I get drunk, which I may not.. but if I fail and get drunk you can do whatever you want with me.. anything you want~” Staring down Izaya, “consider it a challenge!” 

“Oh I bet you’re gonna regret that decision~” a devilish smirk grows on his face.

“Oh gods, where's the waitress, I need this drink.” Seishi looks around them for their server. The waitress arrives gently placing the drink she ordered in front of her and the plethora of drinks Toshiko ordered onto the table.

“I hope you enjoy your drinks, if you need anything just let me know!” As she politely bows and leaves them to their drinks.

Toshiko picks up one of her random drinks and raises the glass in the air, “cheers for Seishi’s new job!” 

Seishi raises her drink as well with a smile, Kyohei following behind with his beer, “To my new job!” She takes a big swig of her drink and licks her lips, “That is really good!”

With their cheers Toshiko chugs one of her drinks down in one go with a loud and satisfying gasp of air, “Man that is delicious!” Izaya just drinking a water, preparing for the worst. 

Seishi shoots back the rest of her drink like a shot, slamming the glass back on the table with a satisfied sigh.

Toshiko already shooting back her third drink, “I bet Seishi is gonna get bombed and fast!” Laughing out loud.

“So are you if you don’t slow down!” Izaya softly chuckles, “And you’re mixing liquor and that is only going to make it faster~” 

“You underestimate me!?” She side eyes him with a smirk.

“Not at all~ I just know everyone has their limits.. We are all human after all~” Izaya wrapping his arm around her shoulder and pulling her in closer. 

After many drinks and lost time later, maybe an hour, and still the dead of night yet almost early morning. “Where did Seishi go?!” Her words a little slurred. 

 Kyohei’s head whips around, “What the fuck?” His voice wavered as he stared in a buzzed confusion, “She snuck away? To where?” He stands from his chair and looks around the bar.

Toshiko sighs, “When she’s drunk, she has a bad habit of wandering off. I keep being tempted to buy her a wrist leash.” She laughs loudly, “I think we should now for sure.”

“Should we be worried?” Izaya questions curiously.

“Hmmmm not sure honestly, she won’t listen to me when drunk but maybe Dotachin can and he is taller so finding her should be easier for him.”

 Before Kyohei could say anything the sound of angry screaming caught his attention.

And there she was, a short, drunk, blue haired girl; beating the shit out of someone. 

“SEISHI!” Kyohei yells as he runs over to the scene and pulls away a still thrashing Seishi, the guy she had been beating on laid on the floor curled in a ball. 

“THAT’S WHAT I FUCKING THOUGHT YOU MOTHERFUCKER, GRAB MY ASS AGAIN, I FUCKING DARE YOU!!!” Her angry yelling sounded more like barking, her eyes glaring daggers into the guy on the floor.

“Seishi calm down!” Kyohei tries to draw her attention to him, but she was so focused on the guy on the floor, if looks could kill this guy would be deep in hell by now.

Toshiko rushes over despite being a little shaky in her feet trying to snap her fingers in front of Seishi’s face and tries to get her back to reality, “Yo hello Seishi? You already kicked his ass, you can relax now.”

“Are we sure he didn’t do more? Cause damn her rage is next level right now~” Izaya chuckles as he walks up to them. 

“I just asked if she wanted to have a good time!” The guy on the floor responds in a wavering voice as he scoots away from the group.

“And I told you I have a boyfriend and you continued to be a fucking creep and grope me!” Seishi growls at him, wanting to continue to beat on the creep. His lip is busted and bleeding and he has the beginning of a black eye.

“You’re fucking crazy!” He yells while shakily trying to push himself up as he gets stopped by a boot to his shoulder and it shoves him back down and Toshiko staring down at him with a pure menacing look.

“Excuse me? What did you call her!?” Stepping on him harder as he grits through his teeth in pain. 

Izaya laughs at the live entertainment, “Now now~ I’m sure you both have terrified the boy enough.” They both look down at him with his face filled with terror, Toshiko taking her foot off him and he runs off as quickly as he can. 

“FUCKING RUN AWAY YOU BUILT FUNNY LOOKING PUSSY AS BITCH!” Seishi stands slightly swaying with a satisfied smirk.

“Oh my god we are going to get kicked out of the bar..” Trying to lead Seishi outside before anyone is tempted to kick them out and get black listed from the bar and Toshiko and Izaya following close behind. 

Seishi happily trots behind Toshiko, “Do you have any cigarettes on you Toshi?” 

“Yeeeaaa~” Her voice still slurring as she sways while she digs her cigs out of her coat pocket and tosses Seishi the pack of cigarettes. The cigarettes smack her in the face before bouncing off her boobs and landing in her hands.

“I think it’s safe to say you’re drunk..” Izaya glances down at her scoffing. 

“Nooooo I’m not.. You can’t prove shit!” Crossing her arms while they walked. 

“Oh really? How many fingers am I holding up~” Izaya smirks.

“Hey you’re cheating though! When did you get a third hand!” Toshiko stumbles into him.

“This proves my point~” He laughs out loud. 

Seishi struggles to flick the lighter to light her cigarette and her attempts soon lead to a tiny temper tantrum, where she turns to Kyohei with a distraught whine. He sighs and takes the lighter from her hands and lights the cigarette, shoving the lighter into his pocket. An excited squeal leaves Seishi as she takes the first hit from her cigarette, blowing out the smoke and leaning against Kyohei, “Thank youuuu. I love you so much Kyohei~!”

Izaya kneels down offering Toshiko a piggy back ride, “Here this will be faster since you seem to be struggling to walk” He chuckles.

“I’m fine I’m not druuunk..” Izaya gives a blank stare to her response.

“Just get on…” He lets out a soft sigh.

“Fiiiine.. but I’m not drunk..” She climbs on his back and wraps her arms around his neck as she lays her head down on his shoulder while they walked. 

“Whatever you say~ but you most definitely are~” Izaya growing a massive smirk on his face.

Kyohei rolls his eyes and places a hand on her head, gently petting her hair, “I love you too Seishi.” He chuckles as she happily smokes her cigarette next to him.

Finally returning to the apartment Izaya could feel Toshiko passed out on his back with her deep steady breaths and waits patiently for Seishi to unlock the door. Seishi fumbles with her keys, eventually getting the door unlocked and opened with a triumphant smile on her face. Izaya pats her on the head, “Good job~” carefully carrying Tosiko inside and towards her room.

Seishi’s eyes light up at the praise and pulls Kyohei inside, easily slipping off her shoes and flopping herself on the living room floor. Kyohei follows behind with a smile, rolling his eyes at Seishi while sitting near her on the couch. 

“Welp looks like someone tuckered herself out, so I better get her to bed.” Nodding to both of them good night as he disappeared behind Toshiko’s bedroom door.

Seishi begins to whine and wiggle on the floor, flipping onto her back with a huff, “Clothing is not a vibe right now.” She begins to move to undress herself.

Kyohei jumps off the couch and pulls her clothes back on, “You can’t strip in the middle of the living room.” Seishi groans in response, puffing her bottom lip out as she pouts. 

Her eyes widen in excitement as she jumps off the floor and points at him, “TRY ME” She yells before running away from him, stripping herself clumsily as she does, an excited giggle leaves her as he chases after her. As she throws her pants across the room Kyohei catches her around the waist even as she laughs and struggles to get away, letting out slurred ‘no’s’ as she tries to get away.

After Izaya laid Toshiko down, he hears a loud commotion coming from the living room. Opening the door out of curiosity, “What’s going on-” His eyes stare in shock at Kyohei and Seishi wrestling each other clothes in hand, “Well I didn’t mean to interrupt the fun time in the living room~”

Seishi whines loudly as Kyohei picks her up, throwing her over his shoulder, “I think it’s time for bed.” Seishi whines again and waves at Izaya with a frown.

“Goodnight Izaya.” She mumbles as Kyohei enters her room and closes the door.

Izaya chuckles at the couple going back into the room, a smug grin growing on his face for his fun little devious plan later.

[bpd-seishi]

ngl all this danganronpa s stuff is kind of making me want sprites of the rebirth kids in swimsuits 👀

[kunigamiis]

wait ok so continuing with reo and his milf obsession.. imagine he tries to fuck nagi’s mom and he manages to find you in a somewhat vulnerable moment, like drunk or something that is “inappropriate for someone like reo to see”. and he says that he’s technically an adult now but you just say he’ll always be like a son to you, just like nagi. and that just pisses him off so he fucks you while saying mean things like “does your son fuck you like this too?” LMAO

wtFCdsugfsiuhf this was so hot,,, wait,,, omfg i just gotta

tw just milf things, pseudo-cest, dubcon

It really, truly wasn't your fault for not noticing. It's late, and for all the years you've never had anyone walk in on you, ever. There's been a few close calls, but a grown woman has her needs and you can't just let them build until no one is home, can you? The buzzing is faint, and so are your muffled moans into the blanket you've pushed aside because of the heat.

The guys will entertain themselves, they always do, you luckily don't have to be the ever-present hostess anymore. Those days have long passed and Nagi is plenty old enough to take care of himself by now. You shut your brain off entirely when you alternate between circling your clit with your finger and pressing the harder vibrations against them, making your legs shake.

You're so lost in the feeling of rubbing the puffy bud and getting yourself off, muscles pulling tight, that you completely miss the sound of feet on the stairs. They just barely hesitate for a few seconds, before the door is pushed wide open and you're clenching desperately around nothing. "Ms. Seishi-holy fuck."

Your eyes shoot open towards the door as you grab to blanket to cover yourself, heating up even more when Reo meets your eyes without flinching, like he didn't just see you do -well, all of that. The way he has his tongue between his teeth, the littlest sliver of the pink muscle peeking out, only has you dying of absolute shame all over.

You wish the ground would swallow you whole, quickly struggling around for the thing still creating that almost unbearably loud noise now. "Where's Na-chan?" is the first thing you manage to think of, trying to hold back tears of both embarrassment and frustration at how close you had been.

"Ran off to the basement for drinks," he mumbles back, voice much steadier than yours is right now.

"Ah," you let out a deep sigh, before you slowly push yourself up, keeping the blankets pressed to cover you. This must be the most embarrassing, gross thing for him to witness, even though he isn't acting like it. He'll probably hate you if given some time to think about it. "Reo, I'm so sorry you had to walk in and see... that, and me, I can't e-"

"I like it though." You must have misheard him. Reo closes the door slowly, walking closer and closer before he drops his knees to the edge of the bed, watching you. "Always knew you were a dirty one, just good at hiding it, right?" You shuffle back a little, not expecting him to get onto the bed and sit back beside you, all muscle and lanky limbs now filling out his shirt too well. "It's okay, I do it plenty when I'm here too," he lets a small grin spark just briefly over his face, before grabbing the blanket and slowly pushing it down.

"Reo-chan, w-what are you doing? Stop it!" You're in tears as he tilts his head, leaning in so close that you jerk back and hit your head on the headboard. "Stop it, Nagi will come upstairs."

"He won't." A little breath. "Fuck."

His large hands pull the blankets down to your waist, before his mouth drops open a little as he grabs your tits, squeezing them and lifting them like it's a game. "I can't, Reo, please get off."

"You want to cum, don't you?" he asks before dipping his head down, instantly taking one of your pebbled nipples into his mouth and sucking hard. "I'll make you cum nice and good. Bet you haven't had anyone do this to you in years, hm? Always taking such good care of Na-chan." You can't help but arch your back to lean into his touch, even though your hand is on his head and you swear you're pushing, he's still attached to you and sucking hard, only making you more wet.

"N-Nagi will find us, Reo-" you beg, and he lifts his head from yoour warm tits with a pop, glaring.

"So what? He'll get over it." His hands slip down your body, squeezing and grabbing anything he can get, kissing down your body until his fingers are pressing at your wet cunt. "Or is it that you want me to call you mom too, hm?" A soft chuckle is pressed to your cunny when he kisses your clit, sliding those strong, long fingers deep inside and curling them so precisely. "I swear you're squeezing around me like you want it."

He slides his free hand down to shove his sweats down thick thighs to reveal his hard, twitching cock, before fucking you with his fingers again and again. "You want to take care of me while I eat your dripping pussy? Good girl."

[a-fire-emblem-geek]

The Incredible Shrinking Unlucky Student Part 1

Monodora feels like the killing game just isn’t interesting enough. He whips up an interesting new motive, which involves a peculiar thing happening to a certain unlucky student.

The day had started out average enough.

Ayumu woke up, the morning announcement blaring in his ears.

“Good morning, everyone! Please meet in the cafeteria for a very important announcement!” Monodora spoke.

Ayumu grumbled, mustering what little energy he had to get out of bed. He didn’t sleep a wink last night. The thought of a killing game was far too scary for him to sleep like a baby. But no one here looked like that they could be a potential murderer, right?

Right?

He slipped into his outfit, briefly taking the time to attempt to get the one tuft in his hair to just stick down. When that attempt proved to be fruitless, Ayumu stepped outside, only to be greeted by Seishi.

“Ah, Mr. Fujimori, good morning!” Seishi greeted.

“Hey, Seishi! Are the others at the cafeteria?” Ayumu asked.

“Only a few people. Come on, we shouldn’t keep Mr. Monodora waiting,” Seishi responsed. The mystery novelist and the unlucky student walked down the hallway.

Once they got to the cafeteria, they saw that Misuzu, Kazuomi, Kasumi, Mitsunari, and Narumi were already there.

“Good morning, Seishi. Good morning, Ayumu,” Misuzu greeted.

“Hey,” Kasumi grumbled.

“I wonder what Monodora fucking wants...” Kazuomi growled, the karate practitioner resting his head in his hands boredly.

“Hungry? I’m about to start breakfast!” Narumi chirped.

“Why did Monodora wake us up so early?” whined Mitsunari as he spoke for his puppet, Uma.

“Uma, you always wake up at 11 am!” objected Mitsunari as he spoke for his other puppet, Shika.

“Hey, I need my beauty sleep, you know!” Uma yelled.

“Now, children, we shouldn’t fight!” Mitsunari himself repremanded sternly.

“Sorry, daddy...” both puppets chorused.

Soon enough, more people started piling in. First came Aruma, who looked rather... aroused.

“Sorry, everyone! I was having the most... hot dream ever...” Aruma spoke. “It involved-.”

“Enough of that shit!” Kazuomi growled. Nevertheless, the purple-haired animal trainer went to sit by Kazuomi.

Next came in Saiji with Nico and Maiko at his heels.

“Sorry to keep you waiting, everyone,” Saiji apologized with a polite dip of his head.

“You don’t have to apologize all the time, you know!” Maiko repremianded.

“So- Never mind,” Saiji stopped himself before he could be reprimanded again.

“I didn’t sleep. The thought of a killing game hung over my head like a hawk over a field of chickens...” Nico murmured. The poet, the undertaker, and the dancer sat together at their own separate spot at the table.

Marin and Kego came in a few seconds later.

“Good morning, everyone! Big sis hopes that you all had lovely dreams! Poka poka! （＾ω＾)” Marin beamed. Ayumu’s mood brightened upon seeing the cheerful weather forecaster.

“I was hoping that I could practice my sick beats before Monodora said that he needed to see us...” Kego mumbled.

Lastly, Mikoto came in the room with Akira not too far behind.

“Let’s see what Monodora wants now...” Mikoto grumbled. The mysterious girl sat next to the open chair near Ayumu.

“Eh, it’s probably for no good reason...” Akira concluded. The NEET took his own spot near Aruma.

Not too long after Akira sat down, Monodora popped out of literally nowhere.

“Goooooooood morning everyone!” The disembodied cat plushie head spoke. No one spoke. “Oh, come on! You youngsters are so rude!”

“You are literally keeping us here...” Akira pointed out. Monodora continued as if the dark blue-haired NEET hadn’t spoken at all.

“Anyway, I noticed that no one here was going to kill each other-!” Monodora started.

“That’s because we refuse to do that!” Seishi interrupted.

“Will you all STOP INTERRUPTING ME?!?” Monodora yelled. Once the room was completely silent, he continued. “I noticed that no one here was going to kill someone, sooo I concocted a little motive for that to happen!”

“We are not going to fall for it, Monodora!” Ayumu shouted.

“Ooooh, I think you will! Speaking of which, Ayumu... come here!” Monodora ordered. Seishi protectively wrapped his arms around Ayumu.

“He is not going to follow your orders!” The redheaded novelist yelled.

“If he doesn’t come up, I’m just gonna kill you all right now!” Monodora cackled. Ayumu gently pried himself out of Seishi’s grasp.

He got up, his legs shaking as if they were supported by jello instead of bones. Ayumu hesitantly stepped towards Monodora, his heart thundering in his ribcage like a boxer punching rapidly at a punching bag. Once he was close enough to Monodora, Ayumu found himself barely able to speak because his mouth was dryer than a desert. That was when a Monodora did something completely unexpected. He took out some kind of gun and shot it at Ayumu. The unlucky boy cringed as a tingling sensation encased his body and... nothing. Ayumu opened his eyes to see his body briefly encased in a yellow aura, which then disappeared after a bit.

“Well, that’s enough of that! Bye for now! Upupupupu!” Monodora promptly left.

A moment of silence filled the cafeteria. It was so quiet that you could easily hear a crumb drop. Finally, it was Kazuomi who broke the silence. “Hey, Ayumu? Do you... fucking feel okay?” the SHSL Karate Practitioner asked.

“Y-yeah, I’m fine. I’m just... shaken up, that’s all...” Ayumu mumbled.

“Big sis hopes that nothing serious happens to Ayumu-kun... poka poka... (☍﹏⁰)” Marin muttered worriedly.

“Someone should just keep watch of Ayumu, just in case...” Mikoto suggested. “We don’t know what that beam did to him.”

“If anything at all, really,” Akira piped up. “It could just be a trick to make us think that something happened to Ayumu...”

“Guys, seriously, I feel fine!” Ayumu objected.

“I agree with Mikoto. Someone should watch Ayumu just in case...” Saiji pointed out.

“I’ll do it, Mr. Rokudou,” Seishi offered. “I hope you don’t mind, Mr. Fujimori.”

“N-not at all!” Ayumu stammered, his cheeks going as red as his eyes. Wait, why was he getting so flustered? Seishi was just a really good friend! Friends shouldn’t make other friends flustered. Ayumu shook off his romantic thoughts as he walked alongside Seishi.

The rest of the day continued as normal. Ayumu was always with at least one student: he was at first with Seishi, then with Saiji and Maiko, then with Marin and Kazuomi, and lastly with Mikoto. They never left him alone for a second. Once nighttime struck, Ayumu went back to his room, not feeling too different at all. He changed into his pajamas, got ready for bed, and crawled under the covers. For the first time since this killing game, Ayumu went into a deep sleep.

/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/

The next day came surprisingly fast, but Ayumu found himself not wanting to leave his bed. The covers had a comforting grip on him, for they felt somewhat heavier than usual. The morning announcement broke him out of his tired stupor, and Ayumu climbed out of the covers.

Although it wasn’t obvious, Ayumu could tell that something was off. First of all, he found himself having to bend his legs a little less in order to get out of bed. Okay, nothing too strange. When he went to change clothes, he noticed that his clothes felt a bit... looser on his body. Maybe he lost weight? He hasn’t really been eating much since the killing game, no matter how delicious Narumi’s food was. But then as he could hear someone knock on the door, he noticed that the doorknob was a bit closer to his face last time.

Seishi was at the other side of the door, and he was immediately struck speechless the second he saw Ayumu.

“Uh... greetings... Mr. Fujimori...” Seishi sputtered out, still eying Ayumu up and down.

“Hey, Seishi...” Ayumu murmured awkwardly. The two boys left together.

As they walked towards the dining hall, Ayumu felt Seishi’s gaze heat up on him. Why was Seishi staring at him? Was it something on his face?

When Seishi and Ayumu got in, it became everyone who was staring at Ayumu. Some were scanning him up and down, others were whispering to the person next to them, and others gazed at him worriedly. He got his plate of breakfast from Narumi... noticing that the fork was slightly bigger.

As everyone ate, people kept glancing at Ayumu every now and then. That was when the unlucky boy snapped.

“Why is everyone staring at me?” He asked, nervousness in his voice.

“It’s nothing against you, Ayumu, it’s just that...” Saiji trailed off mid sentence.

“Something seems different about you,” Kego finished.

“Nothing really feels-.” Ayumu was cut off by a yellow aura encasing his body. A brief pulling sensation encased his muscles, and then the aura wiped away. Ayumu noticed that he could no longer touch his heels to the floor.

“W-what the fuck?!” Kazuomi stuttered.

“Is it just me, or did Ayumu get shorter?” Narumi asked, finishing her toast.

“No, Ms. Osone, we all saw it too,” Seishi replied.

“Did an evil spirit do this?!” Kasumi gasped.

“Calm down, everyone! Big sis is sure that it’s just a one time thi-! ⊙﹏⊙” poor Marin was cut off by the yellow aura encasing Ayumu’s body again, knocking him down a couple of inches.

Now everyone was freaking out.

“Is Ayumu just going to keep shrinking?!” Aruma yelled.

“D-definitely not! He has to stop eventually-!” Saiji stammered, rudely cut off by Monodora entering the room.

“Hate to tell ya this, prayer boy, but Ayumu isn’t gonna stop shrinking!” Monodora laughed.

“But if he keeps shrinking...” Akira mumbled, showing his own form of unease.

“Then he’s going to get too small for us to even see!” Misuzu finished.

“Correct!” Monodora cackled. “And he’s just gonna keep shrinking... and shrinking... and shrinking...!”

“Tell us what we could do to fucking fix this right now, you monochrome piece of shit!” Kazuomi yelled, seething with rage.

“Woah, woah, no need to get hasty!” Monodora laughed. The yellow aura encased Ayumu’s body yet again, which shrunk him down even more. “And the answer is simple, KILL SOMEONE! Bye for now! Upupupupu!” And with that laugh, Monodora disappeared.

“This is baaaaad!” Maiko yelled, looking at Ayumu.

“Oh, puh-lease, we are not going to give in to that c*cksucker’s motive!” Kasumi yelled.

“But... Ayumu...” Nico started. The yellow aura struck again, shrinking Ayumu down by a couple of more inches. Seishi looked lost in thought.

“Wait!” He spoke up. “There is a way! Mr. Monodora said that there is a chemistry room!”

“How’s that going to help Ayumu?!” Mikoto hissed.

“There are certain chemicals that Mr. Fujimori needs in order to stop the shrinking!” Seishi spoke.

“Then what are we fucking waiting for?! Let’s get them!” Kazuomi yelled.

“Wait, someone should stay with Ayumu! If no one watches him, we could step on him by accident!” Saiji pointed out, worry overtaking the voice of the typically cool and refined undertaker.

“I’ll do it,” Mikoto volunteered. “The rest of you, go!”

The other 13 students nodded, running off, leaving Mikoto alone with Ayumu.

————

Mikoto knelt down next to Ayumu, wincing as he shrunk further. Something in the back of the girl’s mind wouldn’t stop nagging her.

She failed.

She failed to protect Ayumu Fujimori, the Ultimate Unlucky Student.

Now he was going to shrink into nothingness if her classmates don’t hurry the fuck up.

“Uh... thanks for watching over me,” Ayumu spoke in an attempt to make conversation. Mikoto just nodded. Ayumu’s chest now lined up with the bench. “Mikoto? Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, Ayumu...” she mumbled, clutching her leg in worry.

“It’s not your fault, Mikoto, in case you were thinking that,” Ayumu spoke.

“It kind of is. I was supposed to protect you,” Mikoto hissed. That’s when she realized her error.

“Protect... me?” Ayumu echoed. He was knocked down a couple of more inches. Mikoto’s heart raced. He was now about the same height as Kego.

“I wasn’t planning on telling you this, but... my Ultimate talent is the Ultimate Bodyguard,” she spoke. Ayumu shrunk down more.

“A bodyguard?!” Ayumu echoed, still shrinking.

“Exactly. And as a bodyguard, I failed.” Mikoto grumbled. Ayumu placed a hand on Mikoto’s, which was now about the size of her entire palm.

“Hey, Seishi is gonna fix this! He and the others should be back anytime soon!” Ayumu reassured her. Mikoto gave a blink-and-you’ll-miss-it smile.

“I hope so,” she mumbled, staring off into the distance.

—————

Seishi straight up wasn’t having a good time right now.

Ayumu Fujimori, the boy he grew to care for, was now in severe danger. He didn’t know how small he was going to be when the other 13 students came back, or if he was even going to be visible to the naked eye.

Was this... all part of his plan?

‘No, don’t think about that!’ Seishi reprimanded himself, approaching the chemistry room.

“What chemicals do we need?!” Misuzu barked out, immediately rushing inside.

Seishi told them the chemicals that they needed.

“Hey, Seishi, how do you even know this?” Kego asked, currently rummaging through the supplement shelves.

It had been when they were kids. Zen thought it would be a good idea to shoot himself with a mysterious gun to scare his brother. However, Zen wasn’t counting on the gun being a rapid-shrinking gun. They had managed to stop the shrinking with those chemicals, but Zen now currently stood at an inch tall. Serves him right.

Seishi hoped that Ayumu would at least be bigger by the time the chemicals were obtained.

Saiji had gotten the first chemical, handing it to Seishi who responded with a ‘thank you’. Mitsunari had found the second, which Seishi immediately took given Mitsunari’s puppets being on his hands. Lastly, Kasumi had gotten the last chemical. Seishi immediately mixed them together, his heart racing in his chest.

The 13 Ultimates ran out of the classroom. Seishi’s stomach churned with nervousness. ‘Hopefully, we’re not too late...’

[akumanoken]

A finger to his lips at the pups as a shhh -- seeing his princess' relaxing with them with a peaceful look. He really does find more peace here... thinking that again and lowers himself to sit down, a gentle touch of his fingers going through those long locks of the sleeping one. Not minding him sleeping, but also wouldn't mind to see that smile and hold his cute 'princess'.

@silvxcs

He had been happy to run around with the pups, falling out when they did, exhaustion and delight from seeing each other after a long absence rendering him too tired to move from his spot, nestled so comfortably between them all.  

He really was happy to be back. 

He didn’t feel the fingers in his hair, but a soft wiggle from an overexcited pup made him stir, a soft sniffle, as he wiped his eyes, soft mumbling Japanese before he realized he wasn’t alone.  “S-Seishi???”  He shot up, sitting up straight and then regretting it immediately, the world spinning around him, but it didn’t stop him from an unprecedented expression of joy, nearly jumping onto the prince with his arms around him.  “I’ve missed you!!!”

[imaginefanganronpas]

:0 can i ask for s/o walking in on seishi, akira, nico, mitsunari and misuzu crying and trying to comfort them? i mean. obviously not all of them at once dslfkjsdlas ;w;

You certainly can, considering you just asked me. Rebirth needs some more love anyway, the cast are good children. I hope you are happy with this! ^^

They wanna scream and shout and let it all out

Seishi

-Seishi, he was just in his room, not doing anything particular exciting, just needing a few hours away from everyone to gather his thoughts and work on his latest novel for a bit, enjoy his time off

-But, as always, thoughts got in the way and now he was crying over his work, the ink getting smudged from his tears because he is an emotional mess right now that can’t keep the emotions in any longer, everything was just coming back to him and he couldn’t keep it inside any longer, feeling completely miserable

-You expected a lot of things when you burst into Seishi’s room to ask something, but you didn’t expect him wailing at his desk, crying waterfalls onto his work

-You were almost tempted to walk right back out, because it was such a strange thing to see him like that, but you entered, asking timidly: “S-Seishi? Everything okay?”

-He looked up hastily, wiping furiously at his eyes, but it was no use, the tears just kept on coming as he tried to cover himself up, his voice shaky as he tries: “S-S/O? I-I’m okay, really. Jus-just a little tired, this chapter is giving me a h-hard time!” He hastily picks up the papers to show them to you, which resulted in you squinting suspiciously, because the tears made it unreadable, but you probably shouldn’t tell him that

-So you force him out of his chair and into bed, because this guy really needs a long, long nap… like… 10 years, at least

-Seishi didn’t even put up a fight, just hugged you, because he didn’t want to be alone, and sleep through the night, and you would provide him with all the company he needed

Akira

-He would really try his hardest to not let anyone see him crying, hiding under his blanket and watching memes on his phone while crying his eyes out, really trying to calm down, but unable to do so. He was just glad that he was alone, so no one could see him in his moment of weakness

-”Some…. BODY” You kicked his door in, looking around for Akira in your chipper mood, confused when all you found was a lump underneath the blanket, calling out: “Akira?! You in here? You that sad lump under the blanket?”

-He just kinda stopped moving under the blanket, before responding: “…..No?”, which of course didn’t work, because you weren’t stupid

-So you went over there and pulled the blanket up, which he hissed at, because the light was burning him like he is a NEET that spends his entire day with watching memes and avoiding work at home, wait-

-”Aww, Akira, what’s wrong?” You immediately ask, sitting down next to him with him turning around so he didn’t have to look at you, mumbling: “Nothing. Forget about it.”

-He obviously didn’t want to talk about it, so you simply nodded, lying down next to him and hugging him from behind, saying: “It’s fine, you don’t need to tell me… but I’ll be right here when you want to talk.”

-He looked at you for a moment, clearly surprised, before he ultimately smiled, not saying anything and simply lying down again, closing his eyes for a bit of relaxation, before you two began to watch vines together

Nico

-The poet is an emotional mess when crying, always setting the mood with candles on the table and a romcom playing on the television as she bawls her eyes out and eats strawberry and vanilla ice-cream, she is painfully obvious when she is crying and not afraid to show that side of her

-She would simply cry her eyes out over a cheesy romcom and then she would continue like always, pretending that nothing ever happened, maybe write a sad poem to let her emotions pour out

-But then you came in, just wanting to hang out with Nico and have a fun time together, just like always, but you only needed to open the door and you heard sobbing and sniffling, alarm bells ringing as you stepped in, asking: “Nico? Are you okay, honey?”

-She sniffled, looking up at you as she ranted: “No! I’m not okay! It’s just not fair, it’s-” What followed was an hour long rant about how unfair everyone was to her literally everything else that ever happened to her in her entire life and had bad memories of and she was just very emotional right now and really needed your shoulder and hug to cry into, just needing to let all the emotions out she was feeling right now

-You were patient, keeping her close to yourself and reassuring her that you loved everything about her and her poems, which made her feel a little better, especially that you were so patient with her

-You then watched the romcom together, eating the remaining icecream and laughing about the show, because god dammit, it was so stupid.

-She ended up falling asleep on your shoulder, drooling slightly and you took her glasses off and threw a blanket over her, so she could have her well deserved rest

Mitsunari

-”Daddy, no! Please don’t cry!” “Yeah, daddy! Please smile for us!” His children tried his hardest to cheer him up, to wipe his tears away, to make him laugh in some way, but it didn’t work and eventually one of them was crying too with Mitsunari just silently sobbing, feeling a lot of emotions for no particular reason.

-Maybe he was just afraid? Afraid of losing his children? Or afraid to die and not have them with him anymore? He didn’t know what was making him cry, but he didn’t like it, he wanted it to go away so he could be there for his children!

-Fortunately for him, you were there, just entering his room and gasping when you saw him cry, immediately running up to him and asking: “Mitsunari?! Oh my god, are you okay, what happened?!”

-”I….I don’t know…” He forced out, sobbing and more tears rolling down, with his children panicking as they try to explain: “We don’t know what happened, but daddy is crying and won’t stop!” “We tried everything to make him stop crying, but it’s not working! Do something, S/O! Please!”

-You smile softly, beginning: “You… silly puppets… sometimes… people need to be sad to feel better later on…”

-You give the ventriloquist a tight hug, whispering: “It’s okay, let it all out, I’m here for you

-And he lets it all out, returning the hug and even feeling his children hug you as he sobs into you, letting all of his emotions pour out while you stroke his back soothingly

-He was thankful that you were there and offered him comfort. So so thankful. What would he do without you and his children?

Misuzu

-She took her time to cry in peace, knowing she would eventually explode if she kept all of her emotions bottled up. She always needed to calm and professional when she was with other people, but now, in her alone time, she could cry all she wanted. It felt good to let her composure go for a bit, let all of those expectations and demands go

-And then you came in, knocking, because Misuzu would scold you otherwise, and then entering when you didn’t hear anything, asking: “Misuzu? Are you doing okay in here?”

-She immediately got up, wiping her eyes and returning to her calm demeanor, walking to you as she apologized: “Oh, I am so sorry, S/O. I didn’t hear you knock. I am doing fine, thank you for asking.”

-She offered a small and wobbly smile and you just looked at her, before spreading your arms, saying: “Come here… don’t be afraid…”

-And Misuzu was never faster in your arms, hugging you tightly and the two of you falling on your knees, actually crying together, because seeing her like this also made you cry. She was always so calm, so this outburst was completely new territory for you

-But you were there for her, letting her cry her heart out and just feeling genuinely bad for her, you had no idea what kind of pressure she was under, but the life of a temple maiden must be very exhausting…

-You two spent the entire evening together, just talking about everything and crying, but you both felt better the next day, continuing life like nothing ever happened, but you knew. You both knew. And that thought made it better

[strawberry-dangancanons]

My R(eflection)

characters: seishi yodogawa, shsl astronomer seishi yodogawa, shsl unluckster seishi yodogawa (belongs to @bpd-seishi!), and zen katagiri

tw: self loathing thoughts, depressing topics, depicted character death, sui//cide, typical angst

word count: 1205

ao3 link: currently not avaliable! it’ll be posted as soon as i work out how to actually tag stuff!

so, according to the document info and stuff, this fic dates back all the way to may!

and, obviously, i’m only getting around to posting this now.

anyways, since i really like vocaloid, this fic is based off of the song of the same title! the same thing happened with the shikaru fic called rolling girl, which i also wrote a few months ago! yeah, rin is a dummy who likes depressing songs, we know.

but this also happens to be another one of the very few fics that i’m kinda actually proud of!!

He let out a sigh, climbing up the stairs after gathering bits of courage. The assassin didn’t need much of it, but this was still something he had to mentally prepare himself for. Seishi reached out his hand towards the door, cold metal quickly greeting his fingertips, and pushed it open.

The door opened with a loud creak, and the male kept his gaze glued to the ground as he approached the edge of the rooftop. Seishi eventually looked up, but he was greeted with a sight he definitely didn’t expect: a boy with red hair identical to his own worn in a braid appearing ready to jump. He turned towards the assassin, a surprised look upon his face. The boy with the braided hair’s eyes were wide, and tears were threatening to all down onto his pale cheeks. 

“Hey, don’t do it, please!” Seishi opened his mouth before could stop himself, causing that plea to resonate throughout the area. 

The assassin quickly averted his eyes from the boy’s gaze. He wasn’t supposed to care since he was planning on jumping himself. Plus, he didn’t even know this boy. Why didn’t he just leave him be, then? Something inside of him must’ve compelled him to say those words for a reason. He bit the inside of his lip as the boy ahead of him spoke up. 

“You’ve probably heard it all before,”The boy anxiously messed with the sleeves of his hoodie as he let out a soft sniffle. “I really thought that he might be the one, but then he told me he was done.”

As those words slipped past the boy’s lips, Seishi couldn’t help but feel a sense of familiarity well up inside of him. 

“Don’t be idiotic,” Despite his pleading words from earlier, Seishi spoke in a cold, blunt manner that could’ve rivaled Mikoto. “I can’t believe you got here before me for such a stupid reason. It’s just a crush, it’s not like you’ve been robbed of anything. You should be considering yourself lucky.”

The boy’s eyes widened at Seishi’s words, and he gave a shaky nod as he wiped at his eyes. A wobbly smile quirked onto his face, and he jumped over the railing away from the ledge. 

“You’re right,” He sniffled again and gave another nod, his braid bouncing a little as he did so. “I’m feeling better now. Thank you for listening.”

The boy then had parted ways with the assassin.

“Now, I don’t feel like doing it,” Seishi sighed to himself as he made his way back into the school. “Maybe tomorrow.”

However, there was another person upon the rooftop the next day. This time, Seishi managed to find a petite girl climbing over the railing. He was able to hear her crying, and he definitely noticed the way her body trembled. The girl’s shoes were sloppily lined up, which led him to believe that the girl had no idea what she was doing. Seishi let out a sigh before he decided to call out. 

“Don’t do it.”

At the sound of his harsh tone, the girl’s attention immediately snapped towards him as she held the railing tightly. 

“E-Everyone ignores me, everyone steals,” Her words came out in an extremely shaky tone while more tears fell down her face. “I don’t fit in with anyone here.”

Was… this girl serious?

“For god’s sake please,” Seishi’s voice managed come out even harsher than before as he spat out brutal words in earnest. “You have nerve for coming up here for such a tame, stupid reason. Despite that, you’re still loved by everyone at home and have warm dinner waiting on the table for you. You should be grateful to be blessed with such luxuries.”

The girl stared at him, awestruck, before her gaze fell to her shoes beneath her. 

“I’m hungry…” She mumbled quietly, wiping her face from the tears that were once falling.

The girl climbed back over the railing, silently putting her shoes back on. She said nothing else as she walked past Seishi and went back into the school. Seishi found himself gazing out over the railing, only to see the petite girl sprinting home. 

“Tomorrow,” He said as he turned away from the railing, leaving the rooftop for a second time. 

Seishi’s walk home was full of reminiscence. He thought back to the two people he managed to meet in the span of just two days. Both of them had him talk them out of their woes and continued living on another day. Tears began to burn within the edges of his eyes as he thought back to the stone cold truth of there being no one out there who would do the same for him, especially if they learned he was nothing but a cold-blooded killer. 

“Tomorrow,” He said quietly to himself. 

Seishi was hoping the next day would be his final time returning to that rooftop. But, of course, that wasn’t the case. He was greeted by the sight of a male with hair identical to his standing there emotionlessly. There was no sign of crying, or even hesitation. Seishi froze, seeing that the sleeves of the male’s yellow cardigan were pulled up ever so slightly, revealing bandaged arms to slightly peek out. The male then turned towards him, yellow-eyed gaze stoic, as Seishi’s own eyes began to well up with tears. 

“I just want to stop the scars that grow every time that I go home,” The male wearing the yellow cardigan’s voice sounded hollow and defeated, a tone that Seishi knew all to well. “That’s why I came up here instead.”

Before he could think, his mouth opened and words simply fell out. 

“Hey, don’t do it, please,” Seishi’s voice comes out as a faint whisper, and the male ahead of him did nothing. His problems were real unlike the others that were told to him, and the assassin knew that he couldn’t, shouldn’t stop him. His heart twisted with agony, tears beginning to stream down onto his cheeks. “Please, just go away. Your pitiful expression is just too much for me.”

The male let out a sigh and slowly climbed back over the railing. 

“I guess today is just not my day,” He gave a small, unaffected shrug as he left to enter the school again. 

The next day Seishi went up to the rooftop, he was greeted by a sky dipped in deep hues of gray. Unlike the past three days, no one was up there. He was all alone with nothing but his thoughts to keep him company. Seishi slipped off his shoes, lining them up evenly, and climbed over the railing. He gently slid off his white jacket as a slight breeze began to pick up, causing his red hair to dance along with it. A weak and hollow smile came across his face, his thoughts were filled with nothing but relief and joy that everything was going to end soon.

No more hurting others.

No more guilt eating him and his heart alive.

Taking a deep breath, Seishi Yodogawa, the soon to be former Super High School Level Assassin, raised his foot over the edge and started to fly. 

He was finally free.

[drrb-imagines]

hello! i’m so excited to see more future content on this blog, my first request is some imagines of the drrb boys’ reactions to their s/o stealing their outfits? just some soft things to start of with uwu

Thank you for requesting! Also, both me (Mod Akira) and Mod Mistunari decided to split this request and write 3 characters each (well I had to do an extra one rip), which is why the writing style is different. I did Ayumu, Akira, Kazuomi, and Kego while Mod Mistunari did Mistunari, Saiji, and Seishi.

Hope this is what you wanted!

-Mod Akira and Mod Mistunari

Ayumu Fujimori (male outfit)

Ayumu went to go take a shower, leaving his s/o alone

She was just laying on his bed when she suddenly thought of a question that’s been on her mind for a while now

How would she look in his clothes?

S/o realized this would be the best time to actually get an answer, as long as she was quick about it

So, s/o went to his closet and looked through it to find the outfit he wears to school every day

Finally, she pulled out the outfit she was looking for and put it on, looking at the mirror

It surprisingly kind of fit her, just being a tiny bit too big

Little did s/o that the precious bean Ayumu had gotten out of the shower and went back to his room (in clothes of course)

S/o didn’t actually know Ayumu was in the room until she heard a squeak

She whipped around to see the boy blushing furiously while staring at his s/o

U-Uhm, s/o, why are you…wearing my clothes?“

S/o looks down, embarrassed

“I-I’m not saying you don’t look good in it though! You actually look really cute, well, you always look really cute but-”

S/o cut off the boy’s mumbling by wrapping her arms around him

Protect this pure boy

Akira Tsuchiya

Akira went to go make some food, being the type of person he is

While rolling around on his bed, s/o got an idea

What would it be like to be in his clothes?

Knowing that Akira will most likely not care, she took the clothes messily left on his bed and struggled to put them on.

After finally figuring it out, she looked in the mirror.

The clothes were noticeably too big for her, the sleeves covering her hands

The neet had decided to check on his quirky girlfriend

When he walked up the stairs into his bedroom, he was amused by what he saw

His adorable s/o, posing in front of a mirror and trying to impersonate him

He silently walked behind s/o, wanting to scare her

When he was in the right distance, he swiftly wrapped his arms around s/o

She screeched and pouted once she realized who had grabbed her

Akira chuckled, amused by his s/o’s reaction, and rested his head on hers

“You should wear my clothes more often. They look good on you.”

Needless to say, from then on s/o often wore Akira’s clothes while relaxing together

Kazuomi Samejira

Kazuomi was currently at the store, buy some groceries for his house while his s/o was watching T.V. in his room

His s/o got bored, so she decided to search Kazuomi’s room, hoping he wouldn’t mind

After a tiny bit of looking through his dresser (which held a picture of him and s/o together), her eyes landed on his closet

It wouldn’t hurt to put on his clothes, right?

Now, s/o is flexing in front of a mirror, trying her hardest not to giggle

His outfit was definitely too big for her, and since he never actually wears a shirt, s/o was just in her bra s/o please you’re gonna kill the guy-

Speaking of guy, Kazuomi has actually been staring at her for a few minutes now but was just too mesmerized to say anything

When s/o finally noticed her boyfriend in the reflection of the mirror, she started to grow embarrassed and covered her chest

Kazuomi immediately covered his eyes while repeating “Sorry!” over and over again

In the end, s/o actually had to calm him down and say that it was okay and that she didn’t mind

After this interaction, Kazuomi often had…sinful thoughts about s/o much to his dismay

Kego Sakuma

You tried, and you failed

Kego laughed while watching you try

((Sorry about Kegos ^^;))

Seishi Yodogawa

It’s Halloween night, s/o is putting her costume on while Seishi waits downstairs. 

Seishi is dressed up as a forensic officer while s/o is planning on dressing up as Seishi.

She put on his clothes and a red wig she found at the Halloween store.She walked downstairs feeling a bit odd since these aren’t her clothes.

 "Oh! Hello, s/o. So…who are you dressed up as?“

 "Ha ha ha! I’m dressed up as you, the Ultimate Mystery Novelist!” she said, smiling.

 "I like it. You look very charming, s/o. You always like being so cute don’t you?“ 

S/o was blushing.

 She felt a bit flustered being called ‘cute’ and ‘charming’ but she didn’t mind.

 She liked that Seishi liked her costume.

 The two had a lovely evening handing out candy to the passing trick-or-treaters.

Saiji Rokudou

Saiji was working on a funeral service while his s/o was reading a book she found on Saiji’s dresser.

 Once Saiji left the room, s/o went into his dresser and put on his dark blue suit. 

She was just curious about how she’d look in it since Saiji looks so adorable in it. 

Even if he didn’t think so.

 S/o looked in the mirror. "I’m the Ultimate Undertaker!” s/o said putting her hands on her hips and smiling proudly.

 Saiji walked back up to his room to get something and was surprised to see s/o in his suit.

 "S-s/o? W-why are you wearing my suit? I mean you do look cute to be honest…“

 S/o was flustered and blushed a bright red.

 Saiji laughs nervously and grabs what he needed and went back to his work.

Mistunari Koga

Mitsunari is talking to his children while his s/o sneaks away into Mitsunari’s room.

 "I hope Mitsunari does mind if I try on his clothes…It’s something I always wanted to do…Don’t know why though…”  s/o thought.

 S/o puts on Mitsunari’s shirt, blazer, and pants. The clothes were a bit big but it fits nicely otherwise“huh…It actually looks nice…” she said, quietly.

 Mitsunari walked into his room to get his coat because he wanted to take Uma and Shika outside.

 But then he saw s/o wearing his clothes…

 "S/o? Dang, you look hot!“

 "Uma…seriously?”

 "Well, I’m just sayin’ what you’d say…“

 s/o blushes while looking at the floor…

 "I-I’m sorry Mitsunari! I was just curious…”

 "Aw, don’t be so flustered! Daddy thinks you look nice! Right, Daddy?“

 "R-right Shika…”

 They both stare at each other for a couple of minutes…

 "I mean Shika and Uma aren’t wrong…You do look adorable in my clothes, s/o…“ 

[the-ultimate-spaceboy]

"Ah. Well. It seems you're, ah. Out of despair now." - Shiori (@ask-seishi-and-shiori) (RIP)

.……………………

*He didn’t say anything, he seemed actually very wary, taking a small step back and fumbling with his scarf and sweater paws for a bit of comfort, timidly waving as he mumbled*

H-hi...

*He wasn’t sure if he knew this woman, he was a little intimidated, but she seemed nice enough. She knew about him though... maybe she was a family friend. He would behave! Maybe she was a new friend!*

[marshmellowtea]

uncle saihara

i didn’t really plan to post writing on this blog (especially about this particular au), but my friend @theacidblossom had a bad day and!! i gotta do something, dammit!! 

so, my buddy, enjoy this cute little drabble i made from the rebirth-as-babies au! i hope u enjoy, and that u feel better soon! <3 <3 <3 

It’s hard to say when exactly Saihara started to regularly come around the Future Foundation headquarters. 

It’s even harder to say just when Seishi would stop staring him down like he’s some sort of evil being. 

At first, he’d hated having Saihara around, for the pure reason that Saihara took his mama away from him. She was always busy when he was there! It wasn’t fair! They’d go off into that dumb little room where they solved cases and he would be left alllllll alone. Well, not alone - he had fourteen fellow kids to hang out with, after all, and five other parent-figures, but they don’t count! He wanted Kirigiri! His Mama! 

He’d asked her a few times just why Saihara had to come around and make her disappear. She would simply laugh at him (laugh! At him!) and told him that Saihara didn’t make her do anything - he was her assistant. She had a job to do, Seishi, that isn’t Saihara’s fault. 

She had explained that many times. He’d never quite believed her, and persistently, he’d continued to see Saihara as someone akin to the devil for taking up his Mama’s free time. 

But eventually, something changed. 

Most likely, it’s because Saihara starts to come to their home for reasons that aren’t just him and Kirigiri doing work. He hangs out on weekends for brunch. He comes in after work to drink coffee and talk to the adults of the household. Most importantly, though, he starts spending time with the kids. 

And that’s where he gets his “in”. Because Ayumu isn’t in the habit of letting guests go unwelcomed, and Seishi isn’t in the habit of not being around Ayumu at every possible moment (at least not when he’s around strangers, or in other potentially dangerous situations), Seishi is forced to spend more time with Saihara against his will. 

And that means that he ends up liking Saihara. Against his will, of course. 

Saihara’s...actually pretty cool. He’s a detective, just like Mama is, and he’s really, really smart. He likes mystery novels, and he likes solving logic puzzles, and he’s basically everything Seishi could want in a friend. His hate for him turns to a vague dislike to a begrudging respect to genuine happiness and joy at the sight of him. 

He doesn’t truly love him until he first shows him his writing. 

He comes up with his scribbled on notebook, his oversized jacket draped over his little shoulders, and his big wide eyes to where Saihara is sitting with Mama. They both look down at him with a smile as he approaches, and he squeaks, suddenly feeling shy. 

“What do you have there, my sweet?” Mama prompts, scooting over to make space on the couch for him. He lifts his arms, silently asking to be helped, and she smiles adoringly before scooping him up and setting him on the couch. 

He snuggles up in between her and Saihara. He chews on his hair nervously before looking up at him, slowly lifting up his notebook. 

“Oh? What’s that?” Saihara asks, a small, timid smile on his face. Seishi’s noticed that even though he’s older, he still seems a little nervous when Seishi talks to him. Which is weird, because it’s usually the other way around, right? Mama says it’s because he’s worried Seishi still hates him, and while Seishi isn’t sure about that, he still does his best to prove otherwise now. 

He scoots a little further into Saihara’s side, glancing back at his Mama for approval. She smiles, and he takes that as a good sign. 

“’s my writing,” he mumbles, quiet enough to expose his nerves, but luckily loud enough to reach Saihara’s ears. “Mystery story.” 

Saihara’s eyes widen, and he glances toward Kirigiri with something that could be described as “excitement”. “I didn’t know you write, Seishi! That’s so cool!” 

Seishi feels himself glowing, and he straightens up a little with pride. “Mhm! Wanted’ta show you!” he says, resting his pudgy little cheek on Saihara’s arm. “I gotta read it to ya, cuz Mama says no one c’n read m’ handwriting...” 

There’s a deeply touched expression on Saihara’s face, and his eyes may have been glistening a little as well. “You wanted to show it to me?” 

“Mhm!” Seishi beams up at him, giving him a quick kiss on the arm before pulling up his notebook in preparation to read. 

“Do you want me to leave you two alone?” Kirigiri asks, a warm smile on her face. “Is this something you just want Uncle Saihara to be here for?” 

“U-uncle...?” 

Seishi puffs out his cheeks in thought, completely oblivious to Saihara’s surprise. “Mmm...is a new story, but ‘s for ‘Hara,” he says, looking decisive. “You c’n stay if you wanna, but...” 

Kirigiri chuckles, getting up from her seat. “Okay, okay, I get the message. I’ll leave you two to it, then.” She ruffles Seishi’s hair before leaving, and there’s almost a bounce to her gait as she leaves. 

Seishi smiles, before tumbling his way into Saihara’s lap, clumsily crawling on his hands and knees. It’s difficult to move with a notebook in your hand, but he manages. “I read’ta Mama in her lap,” he explains, looking up at Saihara with a serious expression. 

Saihara seems to be fighting back a chuckle, a small smile on his face. “I see,” he says, nodding seriously. “It’s very important to keep up that tradition, then?” 

Seishi nods, just as seriously, before smiling brightly. He starts to read in his dramatic little voice, occasionally looking back up at Saihara to make sure he’s paying attention. He is. He’s nodding along to the story, giving the appropriate “oh!”s and gasps that are needed for such a thrilling plot line. Seishi eats up every minute of it. 

When the story is finally finished, he suddenly feels worried again. He sets his notebook down in his lap, and he looks up at Saihara with big, worried eyes. 

“Was it good?” he asks, his bangs once again finding its way into his mouth. 

Saihara grins, wrapping his arms loosely around him in a quick hug. “Seishi, that was incredible. You’re very talented, you know that?” 

Seishi’s eyes immediately light up, and he grins back up at him, bearing all of his teeth. He gets up on his knees to throw his arms around Saihara’s neck (placing his notebook to the side first, of course), and pressing a huge kiss to his cheek. “Yeah!” he says, which makes Saihara laugh for some reason. 

“Oh, so you do know you’re talented,” he says, bouncing him lightly in his arms. 

Seishi smiles, pulling away to look Saihara in the face. “I do! Jus’...happy t’hear you say it.” He presses another kiss to his face, this time to his nose, before tucking his face back into the crook of his neck. “You really, really like it?” 

His voice has grown softer once again, uncertain. Saihara is a detective, after all, so he would know what mysteries are good, but he’s also very nice. What if he’s just lying to make him feel better? 

Saihara hugs him, his arms tightening gently around Seishi’s tiny torso. “I do, Seishi. I think you should keep writing. You’re very, very good at it.” 

Seishi smiles again, hugging Saihara tightly back. “I love you, Saihara!” he cries, unsure how else to express his happiness. Saihara is so amazing and talented, and he thinks Seishi is amazing and talented too! This is the best news he’s gotten all day! 

Saihara chuckles, before hesitantly pressing a kiss to the side of Seishi’s head. “I...I love you too, buddy.” He grabs Seishi’s notebook, getting to his feet while still holding Seishi close. “Let’s get back with your Mama, shall we?” 

Seishi coos quietly in response, before nodding. “Mhm.” He points to his notebook, still in Saihara’s hand. “You c’n keep that, if you wanna!” 

“Really?” Saihara sounds taken aback, and Seishi boops him in the jaw with his nose to comfort him. 

“Of course! You’re m’friend!” he says, looking up at Saihara with glittery eyes. “I really, really love you!” 

Saihara blinks in surprise, before smiling softly, bouncing Seishi a little. “I really love you too, Seishi. Thank you. Thank you so much.” 

Seishi beams, and he decides right then and there that Saihara is one of his most favoritest people in the whole entire world. 

Aside from Mama, of course. But it’s a close call. 

[bpd-seishi]

the LAST thing i need to do with my abandoned blog that i’ve been guiltily neglecting is change its url and yet i want to be malewife-seishi so badly 

[bpd-seishi]

hsdajkfjasdfn i only just today decided which playlist i’m gonna post tomorrow just in case you’re wondering how things go behind the scenes here :’))) 

(also it might be a little late cuz i have a dentists appointment tomorrow i’m sorry this comeback isn’t professional at all RIP) 

[bpd-seishi]

oh fuck it’s seishi’s birthday!!!!!! 

[bpd-seishi]

thinks about marin giving all of her classmates a teeny kiss on the forehead