[itschosoverr]

itschosoverr (´-ω-`) 19f

proud jigokuraku and aib manga enjoyer, gege nation member (jp server)

also on ao3 under same user

masterlist!

(smut ♡)

caleb xia series - 🪷

jigokuraku - aza au, private training w chobei aza rec! ♡

lads - them as vtubers, gege!caleb’s private tuition 果♡, are you gege? ♡?

jjk - frat!choso hit! ♡, geto

requests are open! (*´∀`)♪

[itschosoverr]

thinking about being sandwiched by colonel xia and netherlord caleb…

netherlord!caleb and colonel!caleb who learns about each others existence when caleb fell in a coma from the explosion …

netherlord!caleb who immediately searches for his meimei, thousands of years of want let loose the moment he sees you sleeping peacefully on the bed, but he’ll leave you alone, for now

colonel!caleb who distanced himself from you, letting you live in sorrow of thinking he’s dead for your safety, but cracks the moment he sees another man — same face, same voice, in your room through his surveillance cameras

colonel!caleb who rushes from skyheaven back to linkon, confronting netherlord!caleb, who he thought was only a dream this whole time

colonel!caleb who can’t stand that he’s not your only gege, netherlord!caleb who can’t stand that you’ve forgotten all about him and replaced him with… well, another him. the two calebs start fighting in your living room, claws and guns out, smell of lotus and metal mix with the scent of bloodlust

the sounds were too loud and that woke up their baobei meimei…

“gege?” eyelids still heavy with sleep, unsure if this is a dream or hallucinations from grieve, your vision starts to clear to see two of the person you love the most, weirdly familiar for both of them

colonel!caleb who’s the first to apologise, saying he misses you, that he’s sorry for exploding

netherlord!caleb who begs you to remember him, says he’s first to be here

and you, not really caring about who’s the ‘real’ one, the whole scenario feels too impossible to be real anyways, only projecting your love and regret into these two geges who you think are only in your head

colonel!caleb who whispers next to the shell of your ear while his hands roam free from years of restraint, “you won’t forget this pair of eyes you’ve been staring into for twenty years right meimei, i’m still me…”

netherlord!caleb who gently tugs you closer to him, “i’ve held your hand first in the lotus pond… you remember that right?”

the tension from these two drive you fully awake now, a hard pinch on your thigh and you realise this is as real as it gets, four hands firmly holding you, harsh but controlled, you’ve gotten yourself into something you cannot get out of…

an: whoops! just girl who thinks

[itschosoverr]

墨蓮 ink lotus xia yizhou

the first chapter: encounter dashboard

“fuck i’m so late …” you check your phones digital display of the time, you have ten minutes until the set meeting time for the cafe date with your best friend, but the traffic has other plans for you.

you work your fingers across the screen, pulling up your friend's number to tell her you're running late. then, a horn screeches. you look up just in time to see headlights blinding you as a car launches into your lane. maybe you screamed, or maybe you didn't, but it doesn’t matter anyways as the world instantly goes black.

…

gasping for air, you basically jump up from the bed as you wake up, a pounding headache at the back of your head, the mattress beneath you feeling too hard to be a hospital bed,

“xiao jie!” a young girl drops to her knees by your bedside. her hair is pinned up in intricate loops and she's wearing a pale, high-collared robe — an outfit straight out of a historical period drama. she looks utterly terrified.

| 小姐 (xiaojie) : often used to refer to noble ladies or daughters of richer families / families with court magistrates

“?” confused, you immediately look down at your own outfit, a lavender pink shade outer robe loosely around the inner attire, a pale turquoise bodice that sits high on the chest, embroidered with patterns of flowers and a white lotus flower motif right in the center. the outfit is secured at the waist with a braided cord waist sash, muted peach ribbon dangling off your waist.

“xiao jie, is everything okay?” the young girl asks with concern plastered across her face. to which you nod, seeing yourself in a nearby copper mirror, you sure travelled to the body of a cute noble lady.

"ugh, i just had a horrible horrible nightmare," you groan, pressing a hand to your forehead. the headache is real, but the dramatic sigh you let out is entirely faked. "my mind is completely blank. uh-what was your name again?"

if the original owner of this body was a spoiled noble lady who didn't bother remembering her servants' names, this should cover your tracks, and judging by how unfazed the girl looks, you guessed correctly.

“xiao mei” the girl replies, adjusting the shoes probably kicked off by you earlier to the exact position of where your feet would land when you get off the bed, “lao ye has asked for zhang da fu to treat your headache today, zhang da fu is waiting at the forecourt at the moment”

| 老爺 (lao ye) : eldest, most influential man in the family, often the fathers

| 大夫 (da fu) : doctors in ancient china

with a slight nod you follow xiao mei to the forecourt, and endure a long wait of the doctor checking you pulse, asking about symptoms that you had to make up answers to, and listen to the doctor prescribe a long list of herbs. after what seems like an eternity, the diagnosis is finally done as you and xiao mei escort the doctor out to the front door.

“xia mei, i want to walk around the town a bit,” watching the doctor leave, you also step out of the wooden gate, xiao mei quietly follows you out of the house.

on the busy streets of the town, there are people selling little clay dolls to parents who try to convince their children the toy won’t stay interesting for long, and there are people selling candies on a stick, characters and animals outlined by sucrose that chills.

you see a pretty lady, relatively well dressed compared to most of the others on the street, wave smiling at you, “lady ran! how’s the business of the jiu lou lately?”

| 酒樓 (jiu lou) : a multi floored, fancy place that sells food and wine, often with dancers and musicians performing there

lady ran… jiu lou… this makes sense now, your new ‘father’ is not a government official, but a wealthy owner of a restaurant, no wonder you can afford servants and fine silk despite the common struggle of poverty experienced by most non-royalties. “business’s been good! next time you visit do tell the servers to come to me, i’ll make sure the finest wine is served” with a soft smile you wave the kind lady off with small talk, you don’t want to raise suspicion for losing all your memory.

xiao mei guides you to your ‘usual favourite spot’ that you don’t exactly know about, just blindly following her and pretending you do. you’re lead to near the river, where a huge tree has a dense network of roots peeking beyond the surface of the ground, you lean against the wooden fence surrounding the bridge that extends to the middle of the river, relaxing at the view despite the stressful circumstances.

xiao mei is sent to get tanghulu for you, you’ve always wanted to try the candy covered fruits when you see them on screen, and since you’re basically in china now, might as well. it was a peaceful moment by yourself.. until you see a body getting washed up by the river onto the sandy shore.

immediately out of pure instincts, you rush to check on the guy, he still has a weak pulse, you think he’s breathing, but it’s kind of hard to tell when there’s strong winds when the finger held near his nostrils doesn’t tell much.

"fuck it," you whisper, dropping to your knees on the sandy shore. the guy is gorgeous, but his pulse is fading fast. you haven't performed cpr since your college first-aid exam, but muscle memory kicks in.

you place your palms flat against his chest, locking your elbows to start compressions. tilting his chin back, you pinch his nose and deliver two rescue breaths, watching the slight rise of his chest.

after a tense silence, his chest heaves. coughing up a violent spray of river water, his long wet lashes fluttering open to reveal the purple irises.

a/n: oops why was caleb in the river? and how would he still be so hot w wet hair and soaked gowns … anyways more chapters in the making!

[itschosoverr]

墨莲 ink lotus xia yizhou as 夏侯爷

teaser

it’s past midnight and inside houfu, dimly lit by flickering candle light, xia yizhou holds a brush, ink streaks on the yellowed paper like a blade slitting through skin.

there are many artworks of water lilies, always mistaken for lotuses, but the way xia yizhou paints the dense network of roots — buried in mud that contrasts the beauty of lotuses, unmistakably, it’s an ink drawing of a lotus.

出于污泥而不染

he writes, each stroke with character and sharp edges despite the softness of the brush.

“he would die for you?” the muscle around the corner of his lips twitch, from anger or amusement.

“it’s easy to die for someone and just rot away; but to live, and to suffer and to differ from…” a heavy drop of ink surrendering to gravity, falls from the brush and bleeds into the painted roots “… where you belong, is actual effort.”

侯爷 (hóuyé) : a powerful title of nobility in ancient China; a ruler who owns and governs his own territory, ranking just below the royal family and king.

侯府 (hóufǔ) : the house where a hóuyé stays, often single floored and main gates open to a small garden that separates it from the house door.

出于污泥而不染 : a line from a popular chinese poem — to grow from muddy dirt and to be not polluted, symbolising the love and respect for oneself to stay ‘clean’ despite societal demands.

small glimpse here

one, more chapters coming soon …

[itschosoverr]

thinking about caleb xia yizhou as xia hóuyé, totally not because i’ve been watching pursue of jade (on netflix)…

侯爷 (hóuyé) : a powerful title of nobility in ancient China; a ruler who owns and governs his own territory, ranking just below the royal family and king.

houye!caleb who was raised to inherit the Xia clan, father xia having spent a lot of his time on making sure yizhou knows what is the right thing to do, and to be loyal to the king

houye!caleb who mastered the arts of words and martial since a young age, along with his heaven blessed facial features (and family status), and was spotted by mother of the new king almost immediately

houye!caleb who was arranged a child betrothal to the eldest princess, as the royal family wishes for his aid

houye!caleb whose parents died in a fire when he was away for a distant mission, claimed accidental that took away the most important people in his life

houye!caleb who attempts to investigate the matter in private that caused a near death experience that lead to an encounter with you… someone who travelled back in time after going in a coma after an accident

series 墨蓮 (ink lotus) coming soon…

teaser

[itschosoverr]

ive always wanted to be your light, but i never realised that light casts shadows. brightness demands perfection that leaves no room for dark fringes. perhaps we belong in the dark, where everything is truly accepted. white is made of all colours, but dark spots are what truly absorbed everything, leaving none to reflect back to our eyes.

to stay ‘good’ is only the internalised idea of duty, it’s just refusal to truly own up to my desires. responsibilities… ultimately just a selfish lie.

让我们一起沦陷吧，妹妹。

夏以晝 caleb … 果

沦陷 (lúnxiàn): to fall, to sink, or to be captivated to the point of total surrender.

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果果series … gege!caleb’s personal tuition class

mdni

gege!caleb who’s made it his personal responsibility to make sure you ace every test, tutoring you in every subject because he’s just good at that, especially proud of his physics knowledge

tutor!caleb who never punishes you for getting questions wrong, taking time with his explanations on how to match exactly the marking scheme, only frustrated when you don’t listen or bullshit him without trying

tutor!caleb who gets mad after you purposefully get the question wrong for the third time, you say you’re just messing him, but he’s genuinely worried for you and doesn’t find it funny…

tutor!caleb who pushes the pieces of paper and the ipad aside to empty out the desk, and lifts you onto the cold surface, lips teasingly trailing down from the corner of your lips to your collar bones, gentle sucking leaving visible marks you’ll have to hide with one of his high collar shirts later

tutor!caleb whose hand runs up the inside of your thigh, pushing your skirt up as he kneads the flesh, fingers hooking the waistband of the thinner piece of cotton/lace, swiftly pulling it down, leaving the fabric dangling on one of your ankles

tutor!caleb who shoves a finger, nails neatly trimmed, the slight rough padding circling against the velvet button that perked up against the cooler air conditioned air

tutor!caleb who inhales all your sounds, while pulling more from you as his lips offers yours a deliberate tug

tutor!caleb who spreads your core further with two digits, leaving your squirm under pleasure only to withdraw them when he feels your clench

“finish that chapter and gege will give you what you want, okay? guai”

guai - 乖：an affectionate way to tell someone, often younger than you, to behave and listen to given orders

果果 : a pet name inspired from chinese of apples 苹果

[itschosoverr]

thinking about caleb who gets turned on when he lays against your chest, not because he’s a boob guy (he is), but because he hears your heartbeat, that you’re really there with him… and all he wants is to feel you entirely.

[itschosoverr]

chobei aza..

porn with some plot; under this background

mma fighter!chobei x reader, mdni

the smell of sweat lingers in the poorly ventilated private training room, the heavy bag hanging lazily off the ceiling after an intense training session…

“mhm, what would toma think when he finds out what i’ve been doing with his best friend when he’s not around huh, doll…” chobei grabs your chin, the feeling of his rougher, padded fingers against your skin,

without waiting for an answer from you, his lips already connect with yours, the familiar feeling of gentle nibbles on your bottom lip as his bigger palms guide your waist to which youre now straddling him, on the soft flooring where you earlier sat watching him practice, taking advantage of your exposed neck as you lean back to catch your breath, the man’s teeth are already grazing down to reach your collarbones, you can tell he’s about to bite, and that draws a small whine from you, a (somewhat) silent complaint.

although tempted to leave a visible mark on you, chobei respects your boundaries enough to move past that and settles on the flesh above your heart, nudging the elastic fabric of your sports bra to the side. his palms wander around your back, grabbing your waist not because he’s afraid you’ll move away, he know you won’t, he’s just used to grabbing onto what he likes. gently squeezing the fat as his tongue rolls around one of your pecs that hardened in the newly exposed air.

“sometimes i wonder if you just come here for my cock” an almost boyish grin spreads across his good looking lips, his good eye squinting a little as he smiles,

“you’re saying as if you’re not the one to initiate everytime,” you push against his chest, no real heat behind the line, though the man’s muscles certainly hardened under your touch, suddenly annoyed at how the sweat soaked shirt clings onto his skin, chobei pulls the white shirt over his head, to be completely honest there’s not much of a difference, his abs were visible through his shirt anyways. but chobei, with his new found comfort, takes no time in assisting you out of your work out clothing, he mumbles something about having been waiting for this under his breath as he pushes you to lay back flat against the ground, fingers hooking the waistband of your pants before tugging efficiently.

he grabs the fat of your ass, kneading it lewdly, not even bothered pretending to be a gentleman as he presses his clothed bulge firmly against the thin moist fabric separating the two of you, the size of him still surprises you no matter the amount of times you’ve done him. with that stupid grin of his again, he hooks the lacy fabric and pulls it off one leg, letting the garment dangle on the other.

without a warning, he dives down between your thighs, one open mouthed kiss on your inner thigh before he’s licking strips on your folds,

“chobei—! slow down—“ not really trying to push him away, but you flick the blonde’s forehead gently for his hasty pace

“was never a patient man doll” chobei says, not bothered to move away from your cunt, sending shocks of vibrations against your bottom, “and i think she seems to like it heh”, he licks the arousal that drips down the crack of your ass…

he laps eagerly, skilful tongue finding that one sweet spot again and stimulates it over and over. his tall nose nudging your clit whenever he moves down.

you throw your head back, the air is thick with sounds of chobei working for the buildup of your pleasure, he’s all rough edges and hot flesh but, his wandering hands mapping out the curve of your waist … you’re wondering if he’s trying to remember the way you shake under his touch, and every stimuli from his nose is a bruising reminder of how chobei can make you feel.

he hooks a thick arm behind your knees, pulling you impossibly close, “look at you doll…," he grunts as he pulls back just enough to admire your blissful expression, before he dives back in with his thumb circling over your clit. your hand finds its way to the back of chobeis head, fingers tangled in his hair, unsure if you want to pull him away or even closer,

babbling his name as you throw your head back, an intense wave of pleasure washes over you, he buries his thumb deep inside you, matching the rhythm of your core to ride out your high.

letting you come down from your peak, chobei discards his own boxers. he leans down to take your lips in his, sucking on your lips like he’s trying to eat you alive. he pulls back, crooking up his eyebrow as his good eye stares down at you, a quiet ask if you’re okay, given your nod, he wastes no time wrapping his arms around your waist— and he lifts you up,

surprised, a squeal escapes your lips, out of pure instinct to not fall off, you wrap your arms around his neck and legs tangled around his waist, feeling his freed lengths strong presence against your leaking entrance. this earns a laugh from chobei, “i wouldn’t drop you doll, chillax” as one arms moves below your ass to support your weight, he kisses the corner of your lips, secretly liking the closeness of this position, and the way your chest is squished against his chest.

he hugs your waist with one hand as the other shifts to align himself at your entrance, before swiftly moving back to grab support your hips. he softly buckles his hips forward for the first couple thrusts, letting you somewhat adjust, as he draw a moan from you, he takes it as a cue to quicken his pace, and how you’re held up allows gravity to aid him.

with each thrust you feel yourself sliding down a bit despite chobeis strength holding you closely against him, you don’t fall— but the drop allows his length to hit new depths every thrust, you don’t manage to hold back your moans, not that you were trying to, but hearing chobeis groans makes you involuntarily clench down harder on him.

it doesn't take long before you break again. he’s bottoming out with every shove, the feeling of his cock hitting every spot of your heat driving you both close to release. with your clench around him, chobei lets out a ragged grunt, crushing his lips onto yours as his arm presses more firmly against your back, hauling you flush against his chest as he finally snaps—you feel the hot, frantic twitch of him before he spills his seed deep inside you.

still holding you close to him and supporting your weight fully, he lets himself slip out, you let out an involuntary whine at the emptiness, earning a soft breathy laugh from him, and a kiss on your nose tip, “what, ja want another round already?” knowing he’s dead serious with his teasing, and wanting to still feel your legs the next day, you shake your head against his shoulder. he laughs again, and you smile against his sweaty skin…

“nii sannn!” you hear a cheerful voice through the door and your smile drops. the private training room’s door slide right open, and toma’s eyes widen at the sight before him, freezing in place, face rapidly turning to the colour of a beetroot.

chobei doesn’t even flinch at that, just a lazy smirk spreads on his face when he feels you heating up in his arm and burying your face in his neck. he shifts his weight to shield you better, sensing your sudden (understandable) shyness.

“close the door on your way out toma, unless you’re planning on join the next round”

I TRIEDDDD i hope it’s not too bad and i hope i did chobeis character justice… sorry for all the run on sentences and horrible descriptions.. anyways !! there are too little chobei smuts available, so i took matters into my own hands, hope you liked it!!

[itschosoverr]

adaptation ; aza brothers

au !! head cannons of chobei and toma if they were living in our era i guess

chobei who would always fight kids in children’s home/orphanage whenever someone tried to pick on toma for being the cutie he is, an absolute headache to the poor caretakers…

toma who seems like an angel to most, but is literally the reason half the kids who fought with his brother didn’t get adopted. potential adopting parents accidentally hearing of fights and how evil the innocent looking kids are? totally not tomas doing.

chobei who would always look like he’s fresh from a fight (he is) and never get adopted for that reason, and toma who refuses to be separated from his brother

chobei who gets noticed by an underground smoker fights owner, and without a single doubt agreed to sell his soul, just to get toma out of the system, to get him better tuition alongside that

chobei only being four years older, but already not going to school anymore and purely focused on his combat skills, yet urging 12 years old toma to switch to a better school, now his rough bloody fists can afford much more than the governments supporting funds previously

toma who focuses on school, performing well knowing every paper he takes is earned by his brother fisting an older guy in a poorly ventilated stadium, and from tips betters would empathetically spare, seeing how young chobei is… soon he earns his own scholarships, not wanting to burden chobei further more

chobei who hates being pitied even when he is winning, but truth be told it is not the strong who wins, but those who adapt, and he would break the rules for toma anyday

chobei who successfully keeps toma from the his side of the world, forcing toma to change his last name as he started to grow more popular by his accomplishments in combat, not wanting people to realise their connections

chobei who turns eighteen eventually, fighting his way (literally) out of the underground arena to get actual recognition as an mma fighter

toma who graduates high school with top scores and enters law school, knowing how playing by the rules get you places in life

…

a/n: reallll short and just a concept dump! would probably write extensions to this idea — staying true to my smut writer instincts soon… ah dw that won’t involve incest

[itschosoverr]

i’m thinking about a chobei aza oneshot — that he’s either an MMA fighter or a gang leader so he can get toma into law / police school.. would anyone be interested in this au help

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high - geto suguru drabble

tw: implied depression, cigarettes (substance abuse

sprawled out on the bed, head leaning against getos chest. he lazily has an arm around you. You almost got annoyed when you spot a bit of ash on the silky fabric of your bed covers.

“sugu, ash.”

earning a hum of acknowledgment from the man, he leans down a bit to smile at you. how can you stay mad at a handsome face.

“we’re gonna die of a fire someday,”

“mhm, m sorry hon, it’s quite a painful way to die, wouldn’t want that,”

sighing, you focus back on the anime that’s playing on the small screen of your phone, honestly, no one’s watching, it’s just there so the rooms not crazy quiet and so you two look like you’re not getting high, totally watching anime.

“want a taste?” he quirks an eyebrow at you, nudging you to look up at him,

“sure…”

he brings the cigarette up to his lips, taking a long, exaggerated drag from the blunt. he holds the smoke in his lungs for a moment before he takes his sweet time leaning down, he lightly grabs your chin, the look in his eyes … there’s not quite a right word for it.

he gaps his lips, the grey smoke slipping from his parted lips like a slow hazy mist — and met your gaze.

pulling you in, his lips meet yours, and the smoke infiltrate you— slipping down your throat, into your lungs, reaching every air sac, the hint of after taste lingering in your nasal cavity.

the feeling of being intertwined — for a moment it felt like that. the same air, the same lungs, it seemed you shared. maybe sometime you’ll finally touch his heart, understand his brain, reach the depths of his irises.

he pulls away just enough to look at you, it’s not desire you see in his eyes… there’s not quite a word for it.

“don’t come look for me when im lost in the white.”

an: got inspired by a pinterest post and had to write this… anyways stay healthy guys i love you so much mwah. leave a like or whatever maybe HAHA (pls send me asks/messages im desperate

[itschosoverr]

lads men as vtubers !

sfw no tw

vtuber xavier - he's definitely gained his audience with his pretty vtuber model (which he randomly commissioned someone to make one day, out of curiosity), and i say that because he's not sticking to a particular genre of streaming, he sometimes does gaming, sometimes shows off his "pets" and sometimes even cooking. he streams for fun so he doesn't want to put boundaries onto something that's not his job, with that being said xavier often chooses to sleep instead of streaming.

vtuber xavier doesn't mind "oversharing" with his subscribers on his personal life, as he's not the kind to want to hide his real identity from the internet. his channel is a pretty chill one and you will see him stream at the most random schedule.

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vtuber zayne is very serious about his streaming, and makes sure everything he says on stream is accurate. again his channel will be very chill yet extremely informative, and he might even be the kind to post work with me videos and other educational stuff on whatever his viewer requested on. (while he spends a lot of time researching and perfecting his script, really his viewers are just there for his voice)

on the rare occasion he does game, you will find him spending more time prepping and strategising than actually playing the game, while also giving chat a lot of attention and love, with or without donations.

vtuber zayne tries his best to stream with a regular schedule, although when he doesn't show up, he avoids giving the real reason, he's using a vtuber model for a reason.

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vtuber rafayal definitely does art, most the time he's just streaming as he's doing his regular art commissions, as he finds it motivating to interact with his chat during the long tedious hours of work, showered with love and affection by his fans. while it's not one of his main reasons, streaming also offers him an extra source of income and makes him feel validated for his artworks.

vtuber rafayal uses a vtuber model since he drew it himself, and he loves the way it turned out, so of course he wouldn't let it go to waste; so it doesn't really bother him when he accidentally showed his face in a stream one time, and now he's so unbothered he just lets his face be in frame if it makes it convenient for him to draw.

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vtuber sylus does asmr, 100%. he calls his viewers kittens and gladly obey his fan's donation requests, even the kinkiest. he could go on stream for hours just reading scripts written by either his fans or his personal secretary, he doesn't need the money, he's just streaming on a regular schedule because he likes what he's doing.

vtuber sylus, as crazy as it sounds, doesn't want other people to know that he streams, perhaps considering his occupation, or rather he's a bit embarrassed; but it's okay, he spent a lot (not that he cares) on his model and perfected it so he doesn't mind either way.

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vtuber Caleb streams gaming, he plays all kinds of games, minecraft, valorant, even fortnite, even otome games, name it and he plays it. he's very good at pvps and he's also very competitive, he's gonna stream minecraft bed wars for two hours and get all wins like he owns the server. he likes gaming, likes winning, and likes the money from donations, vtubing is definitely for him.

vtuber Caleb, i feel like, is the only one out of the five to join a company and not be a solo vtuber, since there's a high chance he's doing this as his job by choice, that's actually why he's a vtuber, to be in a company and get advertised. he's totally going to say something unhinged on stream and get cancelled tho.

an: reposting work from an old blog of mine !!

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frat!choso being sooooo into you

nsfw under the cut (oral -f receiving

frat!choso who’s only in the frat because his brother - toji, wanted to join but was too scared to. being the good brother he is, of course he offered to join with toji! he now thinks joining the frat was one of the best things he ever did, though

frat!choso who’s amazingly good at beer pong. he always beats sukunas ass and is ass about it. the only time he lost was when they made a bet about loser having to approach a girl first if they lost — which normally isn’t something they do, frat boys get approached first.

frat!choso who already had his eye on you when you walked in with that oh so tight dress, the girl from his compulsory ethics lecture, but right now he’s more drawn to how you did your makeup and hair, who can blame a man with taste though…

frat!choso who lost the beer pong, and decides that the girl he’ll talk to is you.

frat!choso who approaches you all too naturally, a “hey sugar” rolling smoothly off his tongue.

totally your type, looking like an art major with that face tattoo/makeup (no one ever found out if it’s real) across his nose, you think you’ll try to see for yourself tonight …

one sweet line lead to another before he leads you up the stairs to his room — dim and notes scattered on the table and floor… he moves the blanket away and makes room for you on the bed.

frat!choso who takes his sweet time stripping you, surprising it feels more like he’s peeling each fabric off you, not that there’s a lot, checking you out after each piece of clothing comes off.

“mhmm, already so wet for me sweetheart”

his finger teases the damp spot through the fabric, pressing and teasing before pulling it to the side.

he spreads you open further with his legs as he ties up his hair. positioning his face directly at your cunt, admiring the sight, not scared to show his appreciation. he chuckles at your flustered expression, his voice soft and gentle, which contrasts his desperate lick up your folds — laving over the entrance teasingly as his nose keeps nudging your sensitive clit.

you bite back a moan as he works restlessly - teasing, sucking, biting; leaving the sensitive skin swollen.

“cho…”

to which you receive a groan/hum from choso, the vibration sending right in your cunt as the boy between your thighs has his ears flushed. the way you said his name sent an electric pulse, almost, through his spine, and he seems to, for the first time, looove the way a girl moaned his name, he thinks he’ll need to hear more of this soon.

he can tell when you’re close, the way your back arches and the way your eyelids struggle to stay open, with a hum of acknowledgement from choso, you come undone as he guides you through your high. he makes sure to lick up as much as he can, like a starving man that won’t let any drop go to waste.

“so good ‘f me sweets” choso wipes his chin with the back of his hand, “next time i’m gonna need you to ride this face, my good pretty girl”

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an: GRRRRRR frat choso who takes his sweet time is gonna be the death of me, lmk if you guys want more of this or whatever lolol (pls send me requests or to talk i love it here

not proof read and first time posting so yayyy show some love maybe thanks guys love you mwah mwah.

lots of love, @itschosoverr