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[kazusgf]

佐野真一郎/SHINICHIRO

𓁹ᴡʜᴏ ⁱ ᵃᵐ ᶻᵉʸ! 20 ʸᵉᵃʳˢ ᵒˡᵈ. ⁱ ᵘˢᵉ ˢʰᵉ/ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵖʳᵒⁿᵒᵘⁿˢ, ᵇᵒᵗʰ ᵃʳᵉ ᵒᵏᵃʸ ᶠᵒʳ ᵘˢᵉ!

𓁹 ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ᶠʳᵉᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵃˢᵏ ᵃⁿᵈ ʷʳⁱᵗᵉ ᵐᵉ ᵒⁿ ᵈᵐ! ⁱᶠ ᵐʸ ʳᵉᵠᵘᵉˢᵗˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᶜˡᵒˢᵉᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ᶠʳᵉᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵘˢᵉ ᵐʸ ᵈᵐ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃˢᵏ ᵐᵉ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ!

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圣战 ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ! : 𝘵𝘢𝘱 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘬!

[kxkyuu]

What if,, Older baji [tattoo artist ig?] x virgin reader

Here you go hun!

WC: 601

Tattoo artist Baji x Gn!reader

You don’t even know how this happened. You came in for an appointment with the tattoo artist to get a lower back piece. So, how did you end up bent over the seat, two thick fingers pressed so deeply into your hole. You opened your mouth in a series of quiet moans as Baji thrusts his fingers in and out at a slow pace as he sucked at the skin of your shoulder.

Baji leaned back, taking the tattooing gun back into his other hand and dipping it into the ink. “Let me know if you feel any pain.” He grinned wildly as he pressed the instrument against your skin, starting it up as he picked up the pace of his fingers in your clenching sex. He cooed at you as he traced the outline with the gun, never stopping the thrusts of his digits. “Damn, babe, you're so greedy for my fingers.”

You let out a sobbing moan as the pain and pleasure consumed you. The pain from the tattooing instrument was being drowned out by the immense pleasure his fingers were providing your sex. Your fell forward and you buried your teeth into the cushion of the chair to drown out your moans. Your sex clenched around his fingers, sucking them in deeper and making such a lewd squelching noise as he forceful pulled them out.

He finally finished with the outline of your tattoo and wiped away the excess ink to reveal the pretty black outline of the pretty design you wanted. The tattoo wrapped around your lower back down to the crack of your ass. His grin widened as he gave your ass a smack, watching the flesh tremble from the impact. His fingers slowed their pace when he felt you clenched down on his tightly, ruining the orgasm that was approaching. “No can do sweetheart.” He traced the scarring ink light with his finger. “Your session’s up.” he removed his fingers from your aching sex and placed them in his mouth to lick your juices off.

“W-what?” You said in a questioning tone as you sat up to look at him. Baji held up a mirror to show you the finished project. You admired the clean lines he had down, despite his other fingers being so deep inside your body. Your sex was still on fire from his touch though and clenching around nothing only made you want him more. “B-Baji...” You whined out, lying back down on the chair. “P-please...” You wiggled your rear invitingly at him. “Will you fu-fuck me?”

Baji felt his lips split into a wide grin as his cock twitched in his pants. “Oh? What was that sweetheart?” He placed his hand near his ear and leaned in closer, his ponytail falling over his shoulder and brushed against your lip. “The tattoo virgin want me to fuck them?”

You whine as his teasing words caressed your ears, jolting when his index finger trailed lightly down the middle of your back, stopping just before grazing over the swollen skin of your lower back. “Yes, please, Baji. Please!”

Baji stroked himself once over his pants before freeing his erected cock. He nudged the tip at your entrance as his hands found your hips. “Who am I to deny the requests of my cute customer.” He coats the tip of his dick in your slick before slowly pushing it inside. A growl left him as he slowly eased inside, a grunt leaving him when he was met with a slight resistance. “What’s this?” A wide grin spread over his lips. “I’m the first? Lucky me.”

[p-antomime]

i4nanami → p-antomime

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[earlyprincess]

In Our Own Chamber

Royal AU! (Bonten!Mikey x Fem! Reader)

Oneshot. SMUT. A little bit of Angst.

CW: betrothal, mention of war, kissing, messy foreplay, slight grinding, rough sex, fingering, cheating(?), pussydrunk! Mikey, womb-fucking, edging, slight cockwarming, marking, mouth-fucking, dirty talk, mention of dry fucking, overstimulation, mating press, creampie, doggy, difference in status, clit-rubbing, missionary, tell me if I miss something (?)

A/N: Mikey in volume 24 cover made me do this. Can’t stop thinking about him being a king, ruling over me 😍

A/N (2): this was supposed to be uploaded when the volume 24 first surfaced, but other things keep me distracted until I forget about this T^T sorry guys. Anyways, enjoy this royal au! Fanfic! (^_^)

*this is not proofread*

“Your Majesty, Duke South wished to see you,” Mikey turned to look at the door made by gold on his left. The door which stood in the way for the said person who wished to see him.

And it is supposed to be that way—come to heel of his heart.

Mikey sighs, “open the door.” With a bow, Sanzu made his way to the door. Along with a heavy sound of the door opening, came an arrogant voice Mikey knew too well.

“Ah! Your Majesty! What an unobtrusive of you to gave such a good deed to see me again,” Duke South bowed his head while Mikey hold his urge to rolled his eyes. “I prepared the banquet at the Garden of Inanna, only the best Earl Grey’s could come to the taste of yours. Would you mind as to spend the afternoon with that?”

Mikey clenched his fist hard while trying to keep his face straight at the bewray sauciness offered to him.

It is true that Duke South assisted many things for his empire ever since his father’s polity. Bearing a hand from war to war and assisting many of his men to work inside the palace. But still, dragging an emperor away from his duties just to spend the afternoon by drinking some tea is an act way too indelicate for a so-called empire’s comrade.

Even less, Mikey knew Duke South’s true intention—he grew very tired of it.

The emperor straightened his posture, “very well. But I have to continue my duties regardless what kind of haps consist. We will surcease it by sunset.” There’s a slight look of disappointment in Duke South’s face as he bowed lightly. But even as an emperor, Mikey has to be outright to whosoever it is—no exception for every gentlefolk family.

With a light gesture, Sanzu puts his robe.

Garden of Inanna truly was a piece of fallen heaven.

With a soil lusher than the other gardens, it appends varieties to the dishes of the palace by planting foreign seeds from the comrade’s empires. Besides keeping good relations, Garden of Inanna was blessed for its sunset pulchritude.

Which, will happen in a few moments.

Mikey has made the garden private since his coronation day. Only few people are allowed to see such its beauty. And just because being allowed to see, doesn’t mean being allowed to do something with it.

Doesn’t mean being allowed to hold such banquet—even less without his permission first.

Right now, the emperor was trying to hold his urge to groan out loud. Beside him, Duke South already talked about his “beautiful” daughter for what seemed like forever.

A betrothal.

And Mikey will never fall to that kind of trap.

The emperor coughed, “what about the Gate of Isis?” Duke South stopped, seemed lost at the moment.

“Pardon me, Your Majesty?”

“What about your men? Did they hold in custody of the people around there?”Mikey asked the Duke again as fast as the Duke stopped his sentence.

It is now intelligible that the emperor feels disgruntled at this banquet. Even more, at this whole afternoon.

None the less, Duke South tried to keep his composure, “…yes, yes Your Majesty. I’ve harbored the area and the people around there.”

“Good,” Mikey took a sip of his tea. “The previous war had taken many sacrifices. Perhaps, I shall go there by myself to see into the safety’s upturn someday.”

And the emperor swore he saw a glint of fright passing by the Duke’s face.

Unaware, Sanzu came behind him. “Your Majesty, the sunset begins.”

Mikey took a look of the remarkableness on his left. Such a radiant light from the sun, creates beautiful hues of orange to the sky. No wonder the previous empress loved this garden dearly. Unfortunately, he has to make it clear that many tasks are meant to be done—as an emperor—to Duke South.

With one last look, the emperor ended the banquet.

You admired the placement of the additional desk in your chamber.

Days ago, you told your father that you want to keep studying at night. At first, your father didn’t know what to feel. Whether it’s him worrying that his daughter may took his words too solemnly—that you, the eldest daughter, shall keep and bring more wealth to the family when it’s your turn to be the head of the house—and ended up tiring yourself, or proudness because of having such a dedicated daughter to be his next successor.

But the moment he saw your puppy eyes, your father saw the little girl he loved so much despite the little girl is now a lady.

This evening, four butlers moved a rather large wooden desk to the left side of your bed, near the big window which heading straight to the balcony. Your father apologized for not giving the proper desk—meaning not giving a desk made by copper or diamond or even gold—you told him to rest assured because you just wanted to study, not showing off the desk to anybody else. Still, after that, your father call to mind you to not study too late, or else you shall get easily tired in the morning.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Just when you wanted to take a seat, someone’s already waiting outside the balcony.

You silently cursed yourself, forgetting that tonight is the night. With light steps, you opened your window slowly. There he is, black robe blanketed his figure entirely. Anyone shall see him as no one, until they saw the black void eyes he has.

And the white hair, shining celestially under bright moonlight.

“Come in, Mikey.” Your heart pounding wildly through your chest once he’s inside your chamber.

Mikey took notice of his surroundings, not much changed after yesterday’s night he didn’t show up—unless for one additional furniture (by this moment, he knew your chamber too well rather than his own chamber). “What did you study?”

You looked to the additional desk, “oh, it’s my family’s work.”

Mikey proceeded to the desk. There, sheets of paper, a big book, and a lantern sat silently. All concerning the black irons’ trade your family has. “You balloted to be the next successor of the family?”

You smiled, “yes. Even more, I place credence that the irons have more potential than just being a mere fixable furnitures.”

Mikey set eyes on you dearly. It’s true, his heart never ratted him. From the first sight his gaze fell upon you, he knew you shall be his empress one day. How he loves your ingenuity, your demeanor, and your pride at who you are truly.

With one step onward, Mikey verged to you. His right hand osculated the back of your head lightly, whilst his other hand embosomed your sides tightly. Both could sensed each other breaths from the adjacency.

Mikey inbreathes your savor, leave alone its toxicant to punch a ballot to every presence of mind he has. He shall be sotted before you, “…make love with me.”

With that, you leaned toward each other. Lips met in a hot, red desires. Tongue dancing with tongue, saliva ran down your chins like linn. Mikey moved to your neck, leaving a trail of saliva down your chin, to your neck, and on your chest.

You felt divine, Mikey licked and sucked your neck so hard it turned purple. His lips went back to hovering over yours. Hands slowly undressed your nightgown. Fingers tracing your body as if it was a sacred treasure—his sacred treasure, his worshipped celestial goddess’ body.

Too vertiginous, you fell to the bed. Mikey groped your body harder, grabbing your breast like some bawdy alley men down the street. His still clothed cock pressed against your bare cunt, your liquid bedabbled the pants. Mikey’s cock twitched hard as if it can’t wait to be inside you.

Impatiently, he turned your body around. Your breast landed on a soft bedsheet while you buried your face into a pillow. There was never a day where you felt unsatisfied making love with him. Even now when he inserts three fingers to pumped your cunt, you have to dive back to the pillow—or else your family hears your desperate moaning, wailing like a trull in brothels.

Without finishing you off, Mikey pulled out his fingers. He sucked it like his favorite dinner while the other hand undressed himself hurriedly. His member rubs against your cunt in a teasing manner. Mikey leaned down to your ear.

“You know… I’ve tried some of my concubines this morning…” You gasped at the thrust of his tip, “and as well as my expectation…”

You bite the pillow while crying. His length filled you up to the hilt.

“T-they didn’t grip my cock as tight as yours.”

Mikey starts with a rough one. There’s no “soft way” tonight. He has to release all of his frustration for being an emperor. From those unsatisfying concubines to Duke South’s betrothal attempt. All has to be released to the right hole.

You tried to speak despite your choked moans, “h-have-ah! H-have you tried… nghhh… everything?” Mikey didn’t stop his hips, too cunt drunk to even think a proper answer.

“I have,” the emperor held back his lustful moan, “all were miserable.” You felt his cock started to tear your womb. “They couldn’t even give me a good mouth fuck.”

You started to feel your sanity vanishes. The moment he pushed his cock even deeper to fuck your womb, you knew you won’t ever come back from the heavens. Your womb became hotter, preparing to shoot out its cum.

Just when you’re about to cum, Mikey halted his hips. He leaned down to make out again while his cock buried even deeper—you thought it’s touching your womb’s wall due to the fullness you felt.

Tongue clashing against tongue again, Mikey rubbed his cock inside your womb. Relishing in the warmness of your guts, he could just shoot his cum straight up your uterus. But he wants to make it last, he never wanted it to end honestly.

With little care to your desperate whining—begging for him to move again—Mikey kissed all over your body. Teeth biting your skin, wanting to mark you entirely. When he felt your walls began to calm down, he moves his hips again.

This time, he edged himself by moving real fast. In just minutes, his dick throbbed painfully. “I shall cum in your mouth. When I pulled out, suck it real hard, understand?” Mikey didn’t wait for your answer.

He pulled out and turn your body quickly. Your opened mouth suddenly being filled with meat, and he doesn’t even adjust to your gag reflex. Later, you felt a warm liquid ran down your throat. The same liquid that stayed in your womb almost every night.

You saw Mikey’s face contorted in pleasure. His hips fucked your mouth slowly while his hands gripped your throat—making sure you swallowed all of his. You thought it shall went for just one minute, turns out his cum kept flowing like a ford.

You grabbed his hips, trying to stop him mouth fuck you. He just took your hands and kissed it as if to calm you down. Keep shooting his cum like eternity. After a while, he pulled out of your mouth slowly. Watching a string of saliva mixed with his cum connected your tongue to his cock.

Seeing your dazed face made him proud. He shall makes sure only he can do these things to you. Same as him, you have an even bigger pride because it’s you who can make him like this—not those gentlefolk’s trulls called concubines, you thought.

Mikey traced your body with his cock, back to your hole. One thrust, and he buried himself again, “ah… such a hole made for me.” Mikey starts pounding hard, “maybe in the future, I shall just pound you like this. No need for preparation.”

“Oh yes, please… treat me like your own.”

Mikey kissed your lips, “you already are.” There it is, the urge to cum again. Mikey put your legs on his shoulders. The position made you sob of how he nudged every right place. Without a warning, his cum went straight to womb. It felt warm like a hearth.

Gently, Mikey turned your body again. “One more time, my lady. Just one more time,” Mikey lifted your hips high, he entered you again with a sigh. “I love you. I love you so much, wish you shall be my empress one day.”

Despite the pleasure, you shook your head. There’s no way you can be an empress. A future Baroness? With no gentlefolk blood running through her existence? Absolutely a dream. Not to mention the higher gentlefolks’ families would reject you the moment you stepped onto the floor of the palace.

You can just relished these moments, these temporary moments. Nights where he loves you to the utmost, your chamber became the silent witness. Nights where you are just lovers without titles and rules. Nights where you wished it was eternal.

Mikey noticed your tears. He kissed them away while chasing his orgasm again. He rubbed your clit to make you forget about the damned fate you both took a role in. Cursed them Moirai, he shall make you his empress in any way. No titles nor blood can get in his way. He shall make his own moira.

You shut your eyes hard, the biggest pleasure is coming. Mikey kept rubbing your clit, hoping you would clench him harder when you cum. Three more thrusts and your body twitched lewdly. Mikey follows right after, couldn’t pull out by how tight you clenched around him.

You both stayed like that for three minutes, don’t want to let the other go. Warmth slowly fade like a sunset, Mikey pulled out. His body cradled yours tightly. Eyes bore into each other, as they spoke a silent promise of an eternal togetherness.

[p-antomime]

ㅤ— minors don’t interact.

ㅤ— wc: 1,4K.

ㅤcontent + warnings: 18+, including: mean dom!haruchiyo, use of drugs, omorashi, nick names, overstimulation, piss kink, coercion, degradation.

ㅤpairings: ceo!sanzu haruchiyo x afab!reader.

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tokyo rev. masterlist!

"Drink it."

"What? No!"

"Drink it if you don't want to lose your job."

You swallowed dryly looking from Sanzu Haruchiyo's serene face to his hand holding a large glass filled with seemingly unchanged water. His fingers tapped against the glass suggestively and his eyebrows rose as if inducing you to fall into his trap.

"Drink it.", he spoke one more time, this one in a less friendly and sweet tone than before.

And you raised one hand to slowly grasp the glass, your fingers rubbing against his, and bringing that water to your lips. No aftereffects, nothing burning your throat, nothing seemingly clouding your senses. The situation was stable, under control. But not under your.

"See? It's great to stay hydrated.", Haruchiyo flashed you a sideways smile before picking up the jug still with water almost to the top that was above the spacious table in his individual office and pouring more clear liquid into the glass just as you tried to drop it on that very table, "What are you doing? Drink more."

"I don't wanna, sir--", he interrupted you as he pushed the full glass again in your direction.

"I never gave you the option to refuse, drink up", and you hesitantly brought that glass to your lips slowly, trying to smell some different odor on the calm surface of the water. But, there was nothing.

And yet you knew that when Haruchiyo was obsessed or fixated on seeing you do something, there were malicious, perverted or somewhat abusive intentions behind it. This was obvious in the way he always seemed willing to humiliate you in the mundane meetings of the company he headed and to bend you over his office desk in the middle of the afternoon to do what he called daily inspections. He was a disgusting man, and yet it was so good to feel his hands on your body the several times he was making you take him from behind on that very table where the jug and, periodically, the glass were.

The more secretly tampered water Sanzu made you ingest, the less comfortable and more restless you became. Your bladder was already partially full from the normal liquids you drank during the day and yet your body seemed more and more relaxed as your boss watched you swallow more water from the jug.

"Now come here", Haruchiyo called to you with his index finger and you slowly, feeling your legs trembling and breathing slowly quickening as heartbeat also seemed to get faster and faster, walked towards him.

With each step you took, the less coordinated your movements seemed and the more numb your fingertips became. The bottom of your panties beginning to stick against your folds that felt wetter than you remembered seconds before.

"How are you feeling, hm? Dizzy? Fuzzy?", Sanzu placed his hands on your hips and leaned you back against his desk, your legs automatically opening even without your brain's permission, it was already a spontaneous movement resulting from the several times your boss had placed himself between them.

And you denied it with your head, seeing the slender fingers of the man in front of you slide down the hem of your skirt. Your body temperature gradually increased and your eyes couldn't even focus properly on the face decorated with the two scars in front of you; all combined with how full and swollen your bladder felt.

"Why aren't you using your words? I love listening to your voice, you know that, don't ya?", a gasp came out from between your lips as soon as two of Haruchiyo's digits brushed against your clit begging to be touched, "Answer me, Y/N, you're not dumb enough to not know how to talk anymore, are you?"

"Fuck, Chiyo!", his hands braced on the table behind you and his other palm placed itself on the bottom of your belly, over your full bladder, applying minimal pressure, "'s so strange... nghn, feeling hot, too much"

"Yeah? And full too?", he asked with a mocking tone and your head fell back, letting his lips have full access to your neck to be marked with biting and sucking.

His fingers pulled your panties aside and teased your entrance before rubbing both your clit and your pee-hole.

"Oh, pretty thing, I can feel your pee-hole throbbing, you need to go to the bathroom that much?", Sanzu applied a little more pressure on your bladder and you tried not only to close your legs, but also not to let your own cunt relax too much.

You tried.

The drug in your system wouldn't let you complete that task, no matter how hard you tried to tense the muscles in your body, especially your hips and around your holes, your body simply refused to obey. And the more your walls tightened, or at least tried to, around Haruchiyo's fingers, the faster he moved them inside you.

You felt simply overstimulated, and he hadn't even made you cum yet, it was because of the overwhelming need to piss. Your full bladder felt like it was about to explode just as your logical thinking was about to break down completely. You couldn't even tell if the wet noise starting to come from Sanzu's fingers in your pussy was just a result of your natural arousal or if you already had splashes of piss droplets escaping from inside you.

"Uh-hm, by the way your slutty pussy is clenching, I can tell you're loving all of this, aren't ya? Getting turned on by not being able to pee, that's disgusting", he whispered in your ear and you tried to grab his wrist between your legs to force him to stop abusing your throbbing pussy.

In retaliation, Haruchiyo applied more pressure to the bottom of your belly.

His fingers tapping and rubbing repeatedly against your G-spot, obscene moans escaping your mouth without permission, your body shamelessly betraying you, bladder overwhelmingly about to explode, your head getting dizzy, orgasm dangerously close. Too much all at once.

"No, no, n-no, Haru-mhm-chiyo, ple-ease, please, my body.... M' gonna, piss, I don't-", at a particularly hard and fast stroking of his fingers against your most sensitive and sweet spot, a little pee eventually leaked out.

And it felt so good. To feel your pee-hole pulsing and relaxing and letting some liquid escape at the same time that Haruchiyo's long digits were making scissor-like motions against your gummy walls.

"Fuck!", you gasped with eyes rolling upwards, Sanzu's hand on your bladder pressing it a little harder as his digits curved inside your cunt.

A little more trickling, his palm getting wetter and slicker, your orgasm getting that much closer. You were so busy desperate not to let any more piss leak out that you didn't even notice how your eyes were watering and seeing you so dumbly trying to hold back made your boss' cock stuck in his pants throb.

"Oh, fuck, you're making a mess, sweetie", Haruchiyo's sweet tone of voice in contrast to the lewd and humiliating scene unfolding in his office, "Keep going, gimme more, I know you're still feeling so full"

"C-Chiyo, ple-please, I cannot, m-my... fuck, my pussy--", your boss pressed a little harder on your bladder, more pee leaking out of you and eyes rolling upwards.

"Your pussy is loving all of this, I bet you can feel your pee-hole throbbing for me", a cruel smile appeared on his lips and as soon as his fingers hit your sweet spot again, it was impossible for you to keep holding all the liquid inside your bladder.

First just a few small drops, almost shyly. Then more. And more. Dripping down your pussy, down Haruchiyo's fingers that never stopped moving inside your tight hole; a little splashing onto his thighs.

You were literally gushing out, pissing yourself, and there was barely time for you to take in all that was happening because as soon as your bladder was finished being emptied, Sanzu had again slammed fingers against your sweet spot and your body was completely cumming.

And what a beautiful scene for your mean boss. Watching you drooling completely with brain having a short circuit, legs trembling with piss dripping down your skirt and thighs, chest rising rapidly and eyes rolling upwards.

"Tsk, pathetic", Haruchiyo whispered massaging your puffy clit and watching you squirm without even finishing orgasming, "Pissing yourself and cumming at the same time, that's disgusting even for you, sweetie."

He opened a bastard grin before leaning to the side, reaching for the glass you drank from and refilling it with water before bringing it to his own lips and drinking it all. Just then, Sanzu was dropping down sitting on his comfortable CEO chair and spreading his legs as he placed one hand on his own covered cock and called out to you with the other hand, his pupils slowly dilating and voice resonating in a drawn out, almost purring tone: "C'mere, we're not done yet".

[kazusgf]

after a long time, requests are open!

[zzdovepistols-deactivated202205]

okay but stockholm syndrome with shinichiro. being his perfect wife, dressing up for him in the clothes he has picked out for you.

can we get a fic where it feels like everything is perfect but he says something that reminds you that you never wanted to be here in the first place.

- miso ★

you’re always so good for him. you make sure to wake up before him every morning so you can prepare breakfast and get his work clothes ready.

you know he hates when there’s wrinkles in any of his shirts and it’s the least you could do anyway. he’s always so good to you and why wouldn’t he be? you’re his wife after all and he loves you very, very much.

you don’t dress up before he’s awake. you stay in your robes from the night before and you’re always obedient. he likes quiet mornings unless he’s fucking you so you know better than to make a noise.

you don’t wake him, his alarm does. exactly 7:20 am everyday and he tells you to be a good girl and wait for him to shower and then you can get dressed.

he loves you so much that he even knows what you like to wear and he warns you not to worry your pretty little head, he’s got you.

“good morning beautiful” he smiles and he leans down to kiss your forehead. he knows how much you love them and it’s his job to spoil you.

“good morning” you smile back. you always look at him like he’s hung the stars in the sky just for you and when you’re entering the kitchen with the tiny little outfit he’s picked out, you know you’ve made him very happy.

he’s not a morning person though and you understand that. shin works very hard and he deserves to rest just like everyone else.

“aren’t you going to join me for breakfast?” he asks and you nod, going to sit beside him because he prefers to keep you close.

“sometimes i think you’ll leave me” he sighs and you freeze, looking up to meet his eyes

“you will, won’t you?” he asks

you shake your head and he smiles.

“good” he kisses your nose, “good girls follow orders”

he doesn’t see the change. it rarely happens because he doesn’t always say that but when he does, a shiver runs up your spine and it’s not pleasant. it always leaves you feeling sick and you can’t move and you know if you make him angry, he’ll punish you.

“good girls follow orders y/n, or do you want to die?”

you look down at your food and ignore the way your heart rate increases. your palms also feel sweaty and you feel like crying but he’ll just lock you up and it’s been long since you’ve seen his scary basement.

he loves you

he does this because he cares like no one else will

you feel him squeeze your thigh and you jump, almost knocking the glasses over but he doesn’t shout you for it.

“you okay baby?” he asks and you nod

“i won’t be late” he tells you, “i hate to be away from you for too long”

and you think it could be your chance to escape. he doesn’t lock you up anymore but maybe it’s because he knows and it’s almost like you can hear him laughing at you in your head

no one else wants you

no one else will love you like he loves you

who will take you in?

it’s been so long and no one came looking

no one can love you the way shinichiro loves you

your sweet, sweet shin.

“okay” you whisper, barely recognising your own voice, “i’ll wait for you”

“i know you will”

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guess who’s writing ceo!mikey fic rn ;) and who wants to be in taglist? 👀

[smolla-than-a-bug]

dilf shinichiro

shinichiro as a dad

sano shinichiro x reader

based in the wait for me universe !

[ navi | tokrev m.list | wait for me ]

content — fem!reader, wfm!shin, wfm!nina, dorky shin, includes a dad shin section, dilf shin section (nsfw), and a bonus section about the black dragons as uncles just because

notes — took some time to respond to this ask but,, i know u didnt intend for this response but sending me “dilf shinichiro” holds a helluva lot of power this hc list is like rlly long 😟 ALSO AFTER TR 230 IM FALLING IN LOVE W SHIN ALL OVER AGAIN

dad!shin

let’s start this off by saying i saw someone in the notes of wfm say that Shin would be such a dorky dad

i completely agree. 100% accurate. he would be THE dorkiest dad !

he makes the dad-est dad jokes this is a simple fact

when Nina was younger and he had to be the one to give her a bath, they would usually sing in the shower together

like they would do duets to whatever song was on the radio, making up random lyrics when they’re unfamiliar with the song

but sometimes when the shampoo is dripping and Nina's getting too carried away, Shin would just:

"singing in the shower is fun until you get soap in your mouth. then it's a soap opera."

and younger Nina would laugh so hard despite not really understanding it

all she knew at that age was that her dad meant for it to be funny and therefore it is funny

the more she grows though, the more she realizes the corniness of Shin's jokes 😭

she's kinda getting sick of them but they make her dad happy so she tries not to show her growing distaste too much

unbeknownst to her, Shin already knows she's getting sick of them and it weirdly makes him wanna say more dad jokes

he finds her reactions so funny

she would try to smile at his crappy jokes but she ends up looking constipated

then when she thinks Shin isn't looking, she turns around and makes the most exasperated expression

he can tell she doesn't wanna offend him by saying his jokes suck and he knows they do but that's part of the humor

he's never gonna stop saying dad jokes as long as they get any reaction out of his little girl, it's quite hilarious

cried on Nina's first day of preschool

when he dropped her off, he was so excited for her but she didn't wanna let go because new places and new faces are scary

then when he crouched down to talk to her like "this is gonna be your new school, angel! you're gonna have so much fun, make so many friends, and forget all about daddy!"

cue he realizes that last part and takes it to heart a bit too much

and what really does it for him is when Nina goes "but i don't wanna forget about daddy!" and starts crying because she really doesn't wanna go to school if it means being away from her dad

he starts crying and now they're both crying and all the teachers and other parents are like half moved but half concerned

calls Nina his little girl, his angel, his princess, his gumdrop, his muffin, jellybean idk the list keeps going

like he could find something, anything cute and attribute it to Nina

he took Nina to a zoo once, found an otter cute, and called Nina a little otter

when they're in the car, he always gives Nina music privileges

he only got the car when he had Nina because as much as it pains him to not be able to use his bike so often anymore, it isn’t the safest mode of transportation when you’ve got kids

he doesn't really mind what artists she plays either

big time rush? sure. the jonas brothers? Shin's favorite was Nick. Nina's starting her kpop phase? he's already thinking of the photocards to gift her on her birthday.

he tries to learn the songs too so that they can jam together during car rides, especially if it's a long trip

he’s such a supportive and active father as well, he’s used to having to fill in for both parental roles for most of Nina’s life

definitely cries at every recognition day/graduation day/awarding ceremony

whether it be for school or any extracurricular Nina got into

or tbh any of her hobbies that she’s excited to share with her dad

like, it could be a drawing and Shin would be close to tears with how much she’s getting into another hobby

Nina got into ballet at a young age because she watched Barbie and the 12 Dancing Princesses and wanted to be like them

Shin’s been there to witness her whole journey, from the first time she entered the academy to the first breakdown she’s had because of the sport to the first recital,, until present day

he has photos hung up at home/in a photo album to document everything

he may have been clueless and inexperienced as the guardian of a ballet dancer at first but he’s learned so much over the years and he’s so proud

there are times where he feels helpless when he gets short on income at times but he refuses to tell Nina anything

it’s not her problem, it isn’t something she needs to worry about

after all, when he looks at Nina and how invested she is in the things she wants to do, he knows he’d do anything to support her in any way he can

he’s seen everything she’s been through and he’s so proud of how much she’s grown and improved both in skill and as a person

he tears up just thinking about it

definitely cries whenever he looks through the photo album to put in an additional photo when there’s another recital

when Nina needs a dance partner, he takes it completely seriously to fill in the spot for her to practice

Nina knows her dad absolutely cannot dance but she appreciates his effort and loves him even more for trying

sometimes they do get into disagreements but Shin refuses to let it escalate

he can’t go to bed without resolving the conflict either, refuses to end the day on a bad note for either of them

he’d rather talk to his daughter because he knows that she has her own perspective/experience than him and would want to understand her rather than alienate her

the last thing he wants is for his daughter to slowly become a stranger

they’ve really only ever had each other until you came along and their bond is so endearing to witness

dilf!shin, suggestive/nsfw themes

fast forward to when you met shinichiro

you’ll never admit it but knowing that he’s so good with kids was soooo attractive, even when you refused to acknowledge that you were attracted to him

now that you’re together though, you like to observe him interact with Nina

he’s just that good at responding to her—he doesn’t merely deal with her, he takes the time to exchange and understand in order to be able to give the best response that both considers and works for everyone involved

he’s just such a skilled father, not to mention his skills in the household

the domesticity he radiates is,,,, 🥵

some days, watching him move about the house setting things in their place in such a natural manner makes you all soft thinking about having started a life with him

but other days, it just gets you thinking about having his kids, giving Nina a younger sibling that you’re sure she’ll love with all her heart

and raising them alongside Shin is the best and only scenario there is for you

watching his lean muscles flex when he tries dancing with Nina 💯

watching him roll up the sleeves of his loose long sleeved lounge shirt when he’s cooking on the stove 💯💯

when he sighs in relaxation after a long day and Nina’s asleep 💯💯💯

THE LOOK HE GIVES YOU WHEN HE REALIZES IT’S JUST YOU AND HIM NOW 😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫

he makes it a habit to kiss you so heatedly, so passionately once Nina isn’t around to see

you can practically feel everything he’s been holding back on since the start of the day

he loves his daughter, don’t get him wrong, but goddamn parenting is fucking hard

and he gets to relax and wind down, if you will, when he’s alone with you

and you’re more than happy to take care of your loving, hardworking man how ever it is he desires 🤫

a lot of the time, you’re both tired and just get into the bath together

nothing sexual, just a romantic and relaxing bath where you can both massage each other’s shoulders

but otherwise, i think ya’ll know where this is going

he likes to take care of you, mostly

he likes to make your pleasure a priority, and he takes it seriously, like a man starved

but if you rile him up enough, he’ll end up rutting into you desperately like a horny virgin

usually, whispering scenarios of him fucking you around the house works well enough to get him like this

especially the image of bending you over the kitchen counter while he pounds you from behind while Nina’s in school or even now since she’s asleep

it’s too risky to actually do it though, and Shin wouldn’t dare actually try it out of fear of being caught

he likes to think he’s a responsible father and most of all doesn’t want to scar Nina

but the image of it while he’s fucking into you in the bedroom or bathroom is enough for him to go wild

when Nina’s in the house, regardless of whether or not she’s awake, you both make it a point to keep quiet

and somehow, it adds to the thrill

it becomes a game to you both, maxing out each other’s pleasure but also having to restrain yourselves from being loud

on less freaky days though, which is most of the time, Shin prefers intimacy

romantic sex >>>>

he’s kind of traumatized from how Nina’s biological mother left and he doesn’t really like feeling used

he’d much rather feel the connection between your souls exchanged through your bodies and you’re more than happy to oblige

you just want to make him feel the way he makes you feel

you want to overwhelm him, overstimulate his brain with your love

i’ll leave it up to your imagination how you want to make that happen 😘

bonus: black dragons as uncles

Nina is so loved by her uncles

they all spoil her so much and they’re all so proud of Shin for raising her because she’s absolutely perfect

uncle Omi is Nina’s godfather and he’s the type to spoil her with so many gifts

whether it be toys or clothes or books or literally Nina’s entire wishlist for her birthday/gift-giving holidays

you name it, he’ll buy it without hesitation

Shin has to constantly remind him not to spoil her too much

uncle Omi also likes to let Nina spend time with Senju for a little girl time when she comes over, especially before they met you

Nina essentially sees Senju as her cool older sister and looks up to her a lot

one of Nina’s love languages is unconsciously mirroring you whether it be your words or personality or interests

that said, Nina gets her sense of fashion from her older sister figure Senju

uncle Waka is the most laid back uncle she has

he literally lets her do anything

it’s chaos when he’s the one babysitting her

they’re like best friends, w chaotic dynamic duo

don’t be surprised to find your kitchen trashed or something on fire when Waka’s in charge of looking after her

they get into all sorts of mischief together too

their favorite activity is pranking Shin

and then leaving him to clean up the mess they make

Waka just laughs but Nina feels guilty seeing her dad on cleanup duty all by himself so she ends up helping him out

despite Waka being insistent on just letting Nina have her fun and letting the grownups handle everything that follows, he’s proud of the fact that Nina has such an empathetic consciousness

he still doesn’t help with cleanup tho

and he’s usually already planning what chaos to bring next, who to prank next (usually Benkei)

uncle Benkei/uncle Ben/uncle BK is the one Shin trusts the most with babysitting

he’s very firm with Nina’s disciplining—a big contrast to how Waka deals with things

but it’s only because he doesn’t want her to think that actions don’t have consequences

he does teach her self-defense tho

he and Waka let her tag along to Waka’s gym at times

and Benkei’s the one who teaches her the basics of self-defense, like the correct fighting stance, how to dodge, and where to hit your opponent’s weak points

he makes it a point to teach her how to deal with people who are bigger and stronger than her

after every training session, he carries her back home on his shoulders so she doesn’t need to walk and further exhaust herself

plus she loves the view from up there and the fact that she feels so strong, just like her big uncle BK

she refuses to call him uncle Ben after watching Spiderman

all three uncles tend to scare off boys

if they so much as spot a little boy the same age as their precious Nina, they’re already giving him a nasty glare in warning

it ends up with the boy crying and scrambling away to their parents because they’re literally in elementary school

but all the uncles are like 😌 no dating for Nina until she’s 30

Shin just rolls his eyes at them, knowing that they only do it because they’re protective of their niece

he knows they wouldn’t hesitate to kill if anything happens to Nina, which kind of worries him

but at least he knows they love her almost as much as he loves his daughter <3

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[kazusgf]

i was really missed him so much 😭

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sorry for being inactive :( i’ll finally be able to write ‘a stranger who looks like him’ chapter 3 and sorry for who waits for this chapter but i want to write and post it asap :) <3

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our birthday // shuuji hanma.

warnings; dub-con, strangers to lovers (kind of), possessive behaviour and etc.

a/n; happy birthday to hanma and me ;)

MINORS DNI!

“I am very happy today, y/n. You haven't forgotten why, have you? my precious doll.”

Hanma didn't believe in soulmates until he met you. For someone like him, all this was nonsense. You met by chance at the night club he owns. For Hanma, you looked at first as a beautiful and great one-night stand, but when talking to you, he unintentionally went into details.

If there was a god, Hanma would thank him for having both of your birthdays on the same day.

From that moment on, Hanma could not take his eyes off you. He spent days and weeks trying to keep you to himself. For one person.

But now Hanma didn't expect to get an answer from you.

How could you respond with your hands and mouth tied in your bed?

[kazusgf]

Happy birthday !!

thank you so much! ꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖♡

[kazusgf]

please match me with a tokyo rev character I think very realistic because of my sick mind and I am sure that no character wants to be with me in this state

[andaluciadefleur]

A world beneath of fictional and reality

Genre: Fanfiction, angst, fluff

Author’s note: so this is my first time writing a fanfiction, it got me months to decide if i should write a fanfiction or not. So please expect typographical errors and misspellings.

Another note: not proof read, I’m tired and needed to finish my works.

For those who got confused about this story, this was inspired from my on-going story that is written in wattpad (Dear crush by Modernscorpio)

Characters: BONTEN - Sanzu Haruchiyo, Kokonoi Hajime, Ran Haitani, Rindou Haitani, Akashi Takeomi, Manjiro Sano, Kakucho Hitto

I HAD TO FORGET YOU // Sanzu Haruchiyo

You were busy reading a book, a book that you love, and you admire it due to its plot and the guy you admire the most, the guy who can manipulate you, can kill you anytime, yet you love him.

The Bonten’s number 2, Sanzu Haruchiyo.

Screams filled your bedroom, as your sister walks in and rolled her eyes out.

Seeing the scenes of him makes you rad.

You fall in love with him, you love him for being him. So romantic. So fantastic.

Even he’s fictional.

One day you had a chance to write a story, a story that you imagine yourself with him. Like other novels, there’s a character development right?

You made him like that, a single fanfic about a reader and him.

“There is only a thing that mades me inspired to write a story, and it was you” you said while typing another word again.

Years have passed and you became a famous author, readers are admiring you and other authors became so proud of you.

“If you really exist, i wish that you’re proud of me” you whispered by yourself. Your writer friend poked you. “hey, did you say something?” she asked. You shook your head and take a picture together with your fans.

You had this hobby and career of yours that you even forget to do your childhood hobby, to read and admire him.

You touched the old book and hug it. Words fell down from your mouth as tears flows from your eyes.

“I love you”

“But I’m not real y/n” illusions came from your brain as you heard the voice of your love, how a love story beneath from fictional and reality hits so much.

HAPPIER // Kokonoi Hajime

Someone said money could buy happiness, some others disagree.

Being a silent girl in your family, you are creating a scene with the love of your life, a fictional character that you love from a different dimension.

“Well, you have to learn your lesson y/n, from now on, your grounded, no gadgets, no comics” as your mom said and get your phone and your favorite books from the library, you had nothing to do but to be silent, been in a world where you and your love of your life, Kokonoi Hajime was.

As you have nothing to do, you pick your accountancy book amd read some information on it. Helping your parents is one of your reason why you move forward, even though there’s so many obstacles, you even try to kill yourself due to humiliation.

Starry nights filled your room, with a LED light of it, you’re smiling while being with him. You’re family can take everything from you, but your love will fill your heart with ease, and pure romance.

You had this until you reached the final stage of being a student, college. You want to be an accountant, because of your inspiration and your parents who sacrificed everything for you.

Things can be little difficult but because of your heart beating for that dream to achieve, you did everything, you did, you pressure yourself, but never forget yourself to be in a world with Kokonoi, a world where you can find the word ‘peace’.

“Y/n, I’m so proud of you” your mom hugged you as she smell a single last bit of you, you have a plan to live in another country, and you have to leave them.

“Thank you mom for always there for me” you hugged her back, as you hug your fater and your younger sibling.

You close your eyes, as you open it, you saw Kokonoi, smiling at you. You achieved your dreams, while loving him from afar.

A love that you devote for him goes in a good way around, he became your inspiration to continue and lighten your path. But the sad moment is, he live in an imagination, where enjoyment was there, while you live in a reality, beautiful but harsh

My WORLD // Ran Haitani

Doctor of Medicine or MD — that’s your future job, having to be a decision-making person, controlling and professional.

“How can i really do this?” as you ask yourself while playing the baton you always use as you cosplay the man you loved in a fictional world— Ran Haitani.

Being dizzy every night, you always read books, do research, and stare at the sky, where the moon gives us the light where we can see our path, and stars to support us from behind.

You sleep after that. Not until you feel a shiver from your spine. You smile as you feel the beautiful yet creepy energy from it as yoy assume that it was him, hugging you from behind.

Morning, where you wake up with a book as your pillow, and a baton beside you. As you heard the notifications of your phone. You have to cosplay him.

You got out of your room and cook some breakfast. Took a bath and changed clothes after this.

Since there is no assignments for now, you accept the invitation. You dressed up and arrive to the meet-up area. You look at yourself first in the front mirror. Color burgundy and light lilac wig reflects on the mirror as you retouch yourself before you got out of the car.

“Oh my god bestie!” your friend, f/n greeted you as his color burgundy and light lilac wig catches the sun’s sunshine. “you look so pretty today” you praise her as she stares at you completely. “you cosplay him” she praises you too.

“Different from before, tell me, is Ran Haitani your crush?” she asked. Your eyes gone wode to her question yet you stay yourself composed.

“He’s my world f/n” you answered as you smiled. She saw it, the thing you’re not aware at.

“Look y/n, you’re smiling!” she exclaimed. “you have a crush on him, no, you’re in love with him!” she yelled. The people in the crowd frown. She peace sign and the crowd go back to their own business.

You shook your head and laugh due to embarrassment.

After the party, everyone has gone in their home. You and your friend parted ways, without knowing that this would be your last time seeing her.

Ten years have passed, you become a successful doctor, you become a doctor without your best friend’s side.

You heard that news ten years ago that she died because of suicide, you asked yourself why did she do that?

Your five year friendship have been gone forever because of her mental illness.

You were busy on your paperworks not until the notification of your phone pop up.

Same character your going through, still him, the one you admire in another world, Ran Haitani.

You asked them the date, and it was on your day-off which is tomorrow. Luckily you can have a time for yourself.

You finished all of your papers right before the time strikes at nine o'clock in the evening.

Tomorrow, where the happiest yet bittersweet day you have. The time will be ten in the morning and you have four hours to prepare. You always start in your daily routine, take a bath, eat breakfast, then do whatever you want.

“Are you going to the meet-up y/n?” your mom asked as you nodded. You drove off and stop by at the cemetery, where your lovely best friend lies.

You gave her favourite lavenders as you talk about your day. “i hope you’re smiling up there while i talk about my day, i miss your laughs, now, I’m cosplaying Ran Haitani, the man i love the most, i hope that you’re watching me like before, the time you were alive” you said as you walk away from the grave, leaving the lavender swung together with the waves of the wind.

You reach the meet-up point at exactly ten o'clock in the morning. Your other friends hugging you like they’re choking you as you go into your circle of friends.

“Now, can we ask each other who’s our world?” your other friend asks. “of course it was our boyfriends!” your friend hissed.

“You y/n, who’s your world? You never told ua how much you love him” the other one said while smiling at you, you smiled and close your eyes, as you daydreaming that he’s hugging you.

“Even the world could separate us, our love isn’t” Ran whispered into you, as you smiled.

You opened your eyes, only to see your friends staring at your weird action. You smiled at them.

“Even the world could separate us, the love we had for each other doesn’t, and my world… It was Ran Haitani” you confidently said as they were shocked, but the tension between them starts to low as they understand the situation…

That he’s your world beneath your own universe.

Be on my SIDE // Rindou Haitani

Being with some other men enjoys you right? As what your family said, falling in love with someone who doesn’t exist gaves you a biggest impact on your life, a bad impact.

As you being with different men, every single day, you’re not a prostitute, you’re a flight attendant, your poise must needed to be fixed yet your insanity on boys are high.

“When will you stop yourself being a playgirl? Is this the consequences of you being rejected by those boys you like back then?” your co-worker asked you while checking all of the apparatuses in the cabin.

“Please y/n, you have time to decide on yourself. Stop being like that” she added and starts to greet the passengers.

You breathed heavily, why did this happen to you? You’re not like this when you were a kid, you were just a person who enjoys herself in her profession but now, you become a famous heartbreaker.

You shook your head and started your job. You start preparing food and beverages like always, always staying calm despite of you being scared of heights.

It’s been hours when the plane arrives from its destination, you were assigned to open the exit door. You fixed them first before you got out of the plane.

“Finally we made it into Japan” you said while you were holding your suitcase.

You book a hotel and stay there. You remove your uniform and took a bath. Noise from the aircon filled the room. You changed clothes into a sweatshirt one and stared at the beautiful sunset. You exhaled and suddenly… A message from an unknown number pop up.

“Location is on Roppongi?” you asked yourself. You responded to the text. The text said the positive word.

You also asked the time, and when that time strikes, you have to go there, and do your routine, break a boy’s heart.

Thirty minutes before you go to the said location, you fixed yourself, from a beautiful black heels to a red silk champagne covered by a black coat. You set your hair into curly one and goes down just to wait a taxi— of course you covered yourself first by a coat.

It tooks around fourteen minutes to go from Tokyo to Roppongi. The place was so rad, it seems energetic and the thing that makes the city famous… Is the Haitani brothers.

The Haitani brothers reminds you of your teenage days, on how did you fall in love to one of the Haitani brothers, the youngest one, Rindou Haitani.

As you enter in one of the extravaganza clubs, you can already smell the rad ambiance, as they give you a vodka wine. You take the drink but never drunk it because of your tolerance to alcohol.

Until the crowd became noisy than before, because of the two brothers. You found yourself walking in front and staring to Rindou.

“They really look like celebrities here” you mumbled to yourself as you got shocked that Rindou is starting to approach you.

“What a beautiful lady you are, can i ask what’s your name?” Rindou asked you as he smiled. His hair attracts by the lights as the time became slow. Is this the effect of love? As you asked yourself.

“L/n y/n, nice to meet you… ”

“Rindou Haitani” you feel butterflies in your stomach when he say his name, his voice became a music in your ears.

The night on Roponggi became so alluring like any dates of what a real couple is.

Like your tactics on breaking a boy’s heart, you ask his name, and everything about him.

You look in your watch. It’s almost midnight. You bid your goodbye to Rindou as you wait for a taxi to go back to the hotel in Tokyo.

“Where have you been y/n?” you surprised when your co-worker asked you. “don’t tell me you have been gone to another place to play shits again” you lowered your head. It wasn’t shit anymore. True love as what others said.

“It’s cold here, and i just got out to buy some food to eat” you lied. “food to eat? When the hotel can offer you food?” her voice rise up a bit, similar to a normal voice while having a conversation.

“I’m just tired of hotel foods, so i got out to buy some” you lied and got to bed. She breathed heavily. “sleep well, exactly the time is almost midnight, we’re going to shop tomorrow” she said and got out of your hotel room. As she got out, you smiled as you got a conversation with the one you love the most since teenage years.

The other day goes well, always and nothing changed, you also hang out with Rindou.

You’re in a river with him, the clean river with those beautiful flowers attracts your eyesight as you guys walk and talk about each other.

“Y/n, i have something to say” the words he say makes your heart beats faster. What if he confessed his feelings? What if he loves someone and he just used you? You gone over thinking again.

You got shocked as he hug you and kissed your lips, with a word he whispered in your ear. “be on my side forever, i love you y/n” he whispered as you nodded and carve a smile on your face, a smile that means you’re in love.

“I will… Stay on your side forever Rindou” you reciprocate the words he said, it seems like… Love.

Without knowing that you only have a day left.

You fixed yourself that day, from your normal clothes into uniform. It’s time to take a flight, back in your country.

Your back into your job, you prepare a food that your going to give on the passengers. But unlike back then that you gave a fake smile on the persons, it’s now surreal, because of him.

The plane departures from the airport. But hours later, you noticed something weird. The plane wasn’t like this.

“F/n, did you noticed it?” you nervously asked your friend. “somethings wrong…” your friend nervously said.

“Y/n, please tell an announcement to them! We can’t die here” she sternly said and you have nothing to do but to do it. In order to save all of the passengers lives, you have to tell an announcement.

You repeated the announcement over and over again. Your workers are on the way to tell the pilot and your friend too.

You heard a loud crash, and suddenly… The plane crash into the mountain, no one survived…

Until you woke up in a white room, just white.

“Where am i?” you asked. You saw your family… And your friend beside you.

“You’re awake from a two months coma” your mother happily said. You shook your head, coma? You just died on a plane crash, and you just woke up here.

“Two months? F/n, we’re in a plane crash right? H-how’s the passengers?” you asked her, she gave you a skeptical face.

“Ha? Passengers? Are you crazy? We have a project that needed to be submitted tomorrow?” she said. You can’t catch up on the situation right now.

You stand up. “where are you going y/n?” your father asked you. You don’t want to believe that it was just a dream.

“To Roponggi”

“What? Roponggi? Are you crazy? We’re not in Japan” your father hisses as he pull you from the corridor. “you little kid” he whispered afterwards.

“Dad! I had to meet Rindou—”

“Who’s Rindou? Is he responsible for the car crash you had two months ago?” your father’s eyes gone bigger.

You can’t mutter a single word until you realized that…

Two months since you had your coma, the day where you meet Rindou in Roponggi, was just a dream. Everything was a dream, none of them were real.

You had to accept the truth, he’s a fictional character.

TROPHY // Akashi Takeomi

You came from a rich family, having a circle of friends, claims every single award and trophies, living in a rich life with a strict parents, you are an only child so they give the things you want.

But things changed when the city you lived in is under community quarantine. You can’t go to mall or do something.

You have nothing to do but to expose yourself in social media, until numerous of anime pops up in your Facebook news feed.

Since you had your boredom, you read the comment section on where to watch the said anime.

“YouTube? It’s not on Netflix, cheap website to watch but it’s okay” you said and start playing it. The curiosity left on you starts to burst out on your whole system.

The scenes and thrill makes you experience sleepless nights, you always smile when you see your first crush on a screen, Manjiro Sano.

Months passed and you finally finished the anime. Still, curiosity fills your system. You chat your friends that watch that anime if they have the manga. You are also forbidden to use your money for months.

“You’re not going to to spend your money y/n?” as your friend asked you. You shook your head and saying about the forbidden rule in money. “what a super strict parents you have, they’re controlling you, you have hundreds of thousands right? Use them to buy all volumes in a manga you’re going to buy” she added.

You ended up the call, leaving you to decide if your going to spend a thousand for a manga book you want, or follow the rules your parents give to you.

It only left you one choice, to waist a single thousand just for a book. A book that fills your curiosity up.

It tooks days to arrive the order you bought from an online store. Thank god that it was your trustworthy maid who got the order from the delivery man.

It’s been covered in a box, since you had a YouTube channel, you did an unboxing vlog where you had to unbox and rate each book covers and how did they deliver this to you.

Your parents doesn’t even subscribe to you so it’s no worries. You can do a vlog without hassle.

You uploaded the video that night after you put all those manga books in a shelf. It looks perfect with your other books there, featuring some figurines of a random anime characters.

“Lady Y/n, dinner is ready” you’re fixing the bookshelf when the maid called you. You left the shelf arranged and clean now as you got out of the room.

You come down from upstairs, only to saw a dining table, with a single plate, utensils, and napkins on the table. There is a rice and two dishes on the plats, and fruits for dessert.

You started eating while reading the first chapters of the manga. The thrill was so enjoying that you didn’t finished the food in one hour compared back then.

Luckily, you finally overcome your curiosity by eating and leaving the fantasy that the mind created.

Classes have started, you didn’t finished the manga due to preparation, you got aesthetic finds to put on your study table.

A voice from a teacher stress your brain as you type a few important things in your notebook, she’s too fast at explaining but you can’t even understand the lesson except 'open your camera, let me see your beautiful faces’

“Hay, another subject, another shit again, my eyes are not strained, fuck it” you whispered to yourself as you massage your temple after a math session.

You read a few volumes of a book and now you got interested into a guy that has a long scar running vertically on his face, a Brahman’s second in command, Akashi Takeomi. His first appearance got your attention that you even smiled for an unknown reason.

Your parents got back in a business trip and they got a notification from the school.

They go to your bedroom, only to find out that you’re reading a math book without knowing that you’re reading a manga.

“Y/n, the school notifies us that you’re going to a quiz bee in another school” your mom said. “if you’re overthinking again, it’s virtual” your mom continued.

“What subject?” you asked her. “Science” she answered.

She said that you have a month to prepare. The teacher from your class also said the same announcement to you.

You set your schedule, morning to afternoon you’re going to prepare yourself for practices and class. And when it reaches nighttime, you’re going to read a book you like reading the he most aside from science and your school books.

You’re been like this for a month, a trophy is the one you’re exciting to take at, despite of being an anime addict, you still don’t forget your studies.

You still read the manga, to the point that you ended the whole book you bought, every updates from your content creator friends lets the thrill filled your entire mind, and excitement from your heart.

And finally, the event happened, you’re going to answer through a form. You can feel nervousness trough your entire system, afraid of failing and overthinking again.

You did your whole schedule in a month so, what’s wrong of being nervous, even if you studied or not, we can feel the nervousness in our mind, heart beating so fast that one move and you can answer it wrong.

About two hours passed, you finished the test, the emcee announced the first place and you finally got all the nervousness down when he announced that you are the first placer, a trophy.

A trophy you got from reading a manga book, a trophy you got from practicing all the problems in science, the trophy you got… From falling in love to Akashi Takeomi, a guy from a fictional world that leads you into happiness, that even money can’t buy.

Lucid DREAMS // Manjiro Sano

You stare at the time on your watch, it’s been ten o'clock in the evening, your mission was to save the leader of Bonten, Manjiro Sano.

You are one of the most trusted person by Mikey, and aside from that, you’re an executive.

“Call everyone, we have a meeting” he commanded and you easily responded.

The meeting was having a dark ambiance, you can feel it because of those weird actions by Sanzu.

You silently listen to Mikey’s words, as you wrote down the things for meeting. It’s a little bit stressful but it’s okay, it’s your mission after all.

The hideout seems creepy, located in an abandoned bowling area, who in the world that couldn’t imagine a ghost was behind you? It’s a little bit dim, and you’re imagining it that it would turn off by itself.

The meeting ends when you got in back from responding the nature’s call. You go with Mikey again, watching every single move, the blond guy eating a dorayaki.

You sat in an office chair, half lid eyes, almost you got sleeping.

It’s been morning that you woke up, only to noticed that there is a blanket that covers your torso. You yawned and got out of the office.

“I sleep in Mikey’s room, it’s so embarrassing” you whispered to yourself while taking a walk. You became alert when you heard a gunshot, and it was… Sanzu. Laughing like crazy, you go into that wide room, where blood flows from their head, gore and gross.

You stand beside Mikey, who’s eating a dorayaki. You feel your stomach growl as you watch him eating. You got stunned at him, his eyebags and his white hair attracts you.

“Here” you gone back to reality when he give you a dorayaki. As far as you know, he wouldn’t give it, right? Dorayaki is his favorite food.

You blink your eyes three times as you slowly get the food.

“Eat it, before i think twice not to give you this” he added, you get the food and start eating.

“M-mikey… ” you started. “if you’re n-not feeling well, tell it to m-me” you stuttered. No answer.

“Are you really worried about him? Or is this what they called love?” you whispered to yourself. Not believing yourself that yoi start to fall for him.

He’s not the Mikey you know before, depression eats him up, leading him to be like this.

“Let’s go” he said, you stand up and you walk while eating the dorayaki. The secretary staring at you as you wave your hand at them, you’re so kind that even the secretaries are so envy to you.

The path was not the path to his office, it leads into… The dead end.

You got nervous. What if he kills me? I can’t die here.

Did someone says shit about me?

“Y/n… ” he started. “I… ”

“What is it… Boss Mikey?” you asked formally, but stuttering is still on your voice. You’re now ready to meet the death as your friend.

“I… I love you” you got shocked of what you heard. “sir, I’m just an executive—”

“Positions aren’t involve in love” you lowered your head.

“If… Then, i love you too, boss Mikey” you said in a low voice, he smiled and hugs you.

Days have passed, you saw him smile, which seems odd to the members but for you, it was a most memorable day, to see him smile, his smile was a biggest thing that admires your eyes.

Not until you realised something…

“Mikey” you happily opened the door, holding a bag of dorayaki for him and an egg pie for you. The food you bought will be your afternoon snacks.

You put this on his office table, he smiled. You ate a bit of a pie until you asked him a question.

“What would you react when i die?” a dumb question slips on your mouth. You know to yourself that you did a ritual that will depends on your sleep.

Lucid dream.

“I would be sad, I’ll miss you, if your planning of doing this, please no, i love you” he said.

You bitterly smile.

“Come here y/n” he said, you came and he hugged you like tomorrow would never come.

“If you’re planning to kill yourself, stop. I’m here for you” he muttered, you smiled as you respond to his whisper. “i will, I’ll never do it, please stay safe Mikey, i love you, even though i met you here, in a dream” you whispered, you smile until you woke up.

In your bedroom.

Too many things have changed, the day wasn’t seem happy, you stand up and open the door, only to find out that there’s no stuff anymore.

“What is the day today?” you asked yourself. It’s year 2025.

“How many years did i sleep?” you asked yourself again until someone knock on the front door.

“Y/n!” your sibling slap your face. “what the hell did you just do?” she hissed.

“You sleep for five years, we all thought you are fucking dead!” you just realised that, she brought a kid here.

“How old is your child?” you asked her. “does this thing care to you? Damn, he’s five years old!” she yell.

You eyes are now blown to a fact, you gone blinded by the truth that you are in a hideout. The truth is…

You sleep for five years and the truth was hiding from you just to love someone that doesn’t exist.

FEELINGS like WIND // Kakucho Hitto

For an unknown reason, you always reject your suitors, you don’t know why.

You want to have a boyfriend yet you still reject them.

“What’s wrong with you y/n, you still keep rejecting them” you friend hissed. You shrugged.

You just keep silent. The truth is, no one likes you, they are courting you because of your beauty, and any man would like to break the pearl you take care the most…

Virginity.

And that’s the reason why you are rejecting them

“Oh! There’s your suitor here—”

You almost tell her to shut up not until that guy approach you.

You ran away as fast as you could until you reach your house, it’s the end of the class and you can go home.

“Thank god he didn’t rush onto me” you whispered to yourself. You pull your strength and then open the door. No one was there, until someone is coming downstairs.

“Y/n nee-san!” your sibling called you as he rush to hug you.

“Where’s mom?” you asked him. “she’s on a market to buy vegetables” he happily said. You observed the house. Clean and organized. Thanks that your sibling never did something.

As you got into your bedroom, you opened your phone. Tons of spoilers about the latest chapter stress your eyes. You didn’t even finish a half of the latest chapter due to classes, and you have to cram.

The spoilers stress you, you got into the gallery, as you smile for no reason and start your activities.

You start reading a few chapters and smiled whenever you see Kakucho, the one you admire the most.

After that, you start cramming, headaches doesn’t ignore you until you reach on a verge of crying due to fear of failing, you are a first born among the siblings and all the responsibility is up upon you.

After that you took a nap from cramming, dreaming about him, Kakucho being with you.

After taking a nap, you woke up and go downstairs, only to find everyone is on a dining table, eating.

“Y/n, come eat” your mother spoked and you go down to eat with them.

“I heard nee-san crying, why?” your sibling asked. “school works and i have to cram” you answered.

“Y/n, you don’t have to cram, remember, even though you are a first born among your siblings, you have to take care of yourself too” your dad said.

“And fangirling to— who’s that guy again?” your mother chuckled. Blood tinting on your cheeks as you say his name.

“Hitto Kakucho” you chuckled as your little brother laugh at you.

“Mom, look! Nee-san is blushing!” he laughed while pointing at your flustered face.

“I’m not!” you yelled and you almost choked at the food you ate. He’s still giggling, and butterflies fly on your stomach at the fact that your family was now happy and delighted unlike before, where you all had your own worlds.

After all errands in the kitchen, you go back to your bedroom, only to see yourself taking some notes on a paper.

While time have been passed, you feel a sudden warm hand in your back, you thought it was your brother but there’s no one there. You shook your head and continuing taking notes, not until someone whisper.

“The way you write y/n, it’s so relaxing, i want to touch you but i live in a fantasy while you’re in a reality” a romantic voice whispered. You smiled. “i love you Kakucho, even though you didn’t exist” you responded.

“And that’s my story, it’s time to go to another class so… Be quiet” you announced this to your students that are forcing you not to get out, they are still thrilled by the story and they will never stop unless you tell them.

It’s been six years, and your heart still belongs to Hitto Kakucho, a man from afar, a man that doesn’t exist but it doesn’t matter since your heart is still beating for him.

You go to the hallway and feel the presence of the wind, you exhaled, feelings are like wind, they come and go, but they never forget the impact from the one who loves them the most.

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this is so good 😭 i want to write something like that too!

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this wednesday is my bday and i decided to write a birthday smut so which character should i write for my bday? ;)

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Does adult yamagishi kazushi smut pervert

hmm, i think he is. He loves to read the smuts he finds from many sites. especially the ones that he can easily think of the person he wants to imagine. but the things he would pay most attention to while reading were how he described the physical features. He is Takemichi's friend after all.