Hi I hope u like this lil snippet of a fic Iâm working on đ„șItâs Fujoshi!jules x weewee x MikeÂ
Jules was tired but she wouldnât ever forgive herself if she passed over this opportunity.
She sneakily hid outside the window. She waited with bated breath, fogging up the glass. And despite the thorn bush poking at her sides and legs, she felt excitement throbbing at her core. It was 10:03pm, any second and the man with hazel eyes and dark curly hair will come in, accompanied by a shorter man with hideous neck tattoos and a double chin that gets bigger every day.
Jules didnât care much about the latter. She had her eyes set on the beautiful specimen named Luigi Mangione. The man who, to UPennâs student body, was the golden boy with perfect grades, a perfect reputation, and even had the perfect gf: Paulina Gazin, a rich foreign Jewess. Luigi was simply mid-rich but with the help of Paulina, that flaw was carefully disregarded by his friends and classmates. Luigi had it all.
No one besides Mike Daddea and Jules AKA UPennâs overnight janitor duo, knew what Luigi hid behind closed doors.Â
Luigi did his best to craft his personality, interests, and even silence his grindr notifications. He vowed to never let anyone know what he did when night time rolled up. He made sure he venmoed Daddea a good $200 after every night they had together in the sheets. Surely that would silence him, right? Plus, they faked âChristmas Lightsâ transactions in case anyone noticed their consistent money transfers.
What Luigi and Mike didnât realize was Jules was a professional Fujoshi. She had a Fujoshi heart ever since she watched her first gay anime show, and she was well-equipped by now to find any homosexuality hidden in the crevices of any man. No man was safe from Jules.Â
Which is how she found herself hiding outside Luigiâs window.
It was a long shift that afternoon, she spent hours scrubbing the floors of the UPenn cafeteria while Mike faked illness to get out of it. She began to feel her eyelids droop, when suddenly she heard the dorm roomâs door slam.Â
Luigi and Mike didnât even bother to turn on the lights. They pounced on one another the moment the doors closed.Â
âFuck, youâre so big,â she heard Mike moan between kisses.Â
She could only see their shadow outlines in the dark room with only the moon shedding some light inside, but that was enough. At least for now. She felt her thighs squeeze involuntary. She can make out the outline of Mikeâs hand rubbing Luigiâs crotch.
Will this be her lucky night? Will she finally see Mike penetrate Luigi? Despite Luigiâs DL-ness, he was a typical moid with an ego- he never let himself get penetrated. He did the fucking. Always.
Jules was amused by the notion. She knew deep in her heart that Luigiâs bootyhole was begging to be fucked. It was only a matter of time Luigi would finally escape from the cruel chains of traditional masculinity.
Fucking love it, Anon. Canât wait for chapter 2.
@luigisptosis did you write this?!?
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