thinking about how akito would hold you on his lap in his room, hands on you. as you make out, his hands wander, pressing and prodding every bruise and mark he’s made on you. the pain is unbearable, yet you just can’t bring yourself to pull away. clawing away on his back, you hear the rip of his shirt, and feel the pain inflicting onto you. yelping, and continuing the kiss, you scratch his back up and down, trying to keep yourself from breaking.
thinking about mean akito and ena. akito holding your hands behind your back while ena spits her gum into your mouth through a short kiss. akito tripping you in hallways and pushing you into walls. ena slapping you across the face, then pushing you down to step on your chest triumphantly. both of them doing it so nonchalantly, like it’s normal, because you let them. both of them taking their turns, holding open your mouth for the other to spit into. ♥
bully akito who pours things on you just so he has an excuse to make you wear his clothes …………..
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sitting at akito’s house, you’re bored out of your mind. akito seems deep in thought, sitting in his chair. you sigh and put your head in your palm, staring at him. akito walks out of his room for a few seconds, soon returning with a glass of lemonade. you had stood up by then. akito faked-you-out, slamming his foot on the ground, sending his drink all the way down your shirt. you almost groan, but catch yourself. he grabs you by your shirt. “bitch!” he mutters, breathing on your face. grabbing a hoodie, akito hides a grin. “take this.” he shouts, hurling it at you. you reluctantly change with him in the room, getting a whiff of the hoodie as you slide it over your head. hm, smells like him <3
synopsis : in which reader would give akito the whole world 🫧. including letting him throw them around. they’re not, per say, together, but anything for akito.
you had had a crush on akito as long as you could remember. ever since freshman year. he was your dream! you stared from afar, honestly just happy you were breathing the same air as him..
akito, however, pushed you around to no end. he humiliated, teased, and hurt you. he knew how much he affected you, and he knew how much you liked him. you remember ena scolding and hitting him one day for shoving you onto the pavement. akito scoffed and walked away, while ena helped you up. “why do you put up with my asshole brother?” ena pondered aloud. “just.. tell him to stop.” you looked up at the sky and shrugged, putting your hands in your pockets. “i can’t, really.”
“why don’t you tell me how you feel?”
akito never showed what he thought about how he treated you, other than typical amusement that made your heart flutter, even when you’re bloodied-up on the ground. you still stared at him with your rose-colored glasses in every class. you wish he’d open up about whatever goes on in his mind, just for a second, so that maybe, just maybe, you could be something with him.
“i’m tired of waiting, i want this to be real.”
no matter how much you let akito bruise and batter you, he wouldn’t give you any affection, other than the occasional kiss. you were miserable. fantasizing in your room, you just wished you had something real, something that meant something with him.
“i’m nervous, observing, so determined, it’s concerning.”
sitting in ena’s room, you told her about you crush on akito, going absolutely nowhere. “yucky,” ena gagged. “he’s gross, and he treats you so horribly. i don’t get what you see in him. you’re so determined on him, it’s concerning.” you sighed. “dead-set.”
“i’m a burden, and i’m hurting, go easy on me, i’m learning.”
getting ready for bed at night, your body was sore and achey. you remember what every single bruise on your body had been caused by, and all were caused by akito. he knew where every bruise was, too. he pressed them and made you wince in front of your friends, and showed your black eyes off.
“is it ever going to be enough? i know it’s not easy but, it shouldn’t be this tough..”
you were desperately trying, at akito’s every beck and call. was it even worth it? you prayed so, you hoped so, you wished so. it was mentally and physically exhausting, to even be around the boy. but you loved every second of it. just a bit more.
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can you write bully!akito who knows you have the biggest crush on him and would do ANYTHING for him?
like you’re sitting there with your own blood dripping down your chin and he’s just like “what a fucking loser, you make this too easy.” and he always mocks you but you both know you wouldn’t have it any other way!!
bonus if you add musclekito PLEASE I LOVE MUSCLEKITO PLS PLEASE PLEASE PLLEASE PELASE I NEED HIM BRO MUSCLEKITO PLEALSLLELEPELELALSLELEEL PLEASE PLEAE PLEASE PL
a/n : BULLY AKITO SAVE ME BULLY AKITO writing this asap
bully! akito headcannons ~ ✮
his name is penis and he is banned from every public space in the world actually
— he always saw you marvel at him from across the hall, in your shared classes, in public.. basically anywhere akito was, you stared.
— whenever he bumped into you, talked to you, or even if he asked you a simple favor, you obliged.
— akito picked up on this, starting to interact with you more. talking to you, touching you subtly on your arms, and you would just stare. lovingly. no problem.
— then, he started asking you to carry his books. bring him lunch. give him money. give him your things. and you, naive and yet so knowing, obeyed him.
— akito would invite you to his house, only to make you do his homework. he would play games and watch you, chuckling as you completed all of his work.
— occasionally spitting into your mouth, even in the halls of school, in the restrooms, even around your friends. just because he knew he could.
— walking into kamiyama, akito casually pushes you into the wall, making you fall down limp, bruising.
— flat on your back, akito brings up one leg and steps on you, not allowing you to move. watching his muscles flex as he pushes you down further into the dirt.
— you just sit there and take it, like a good girl
— your parents ask you where you got all your bruises from, thinking you’re just a silly, clumsy-out-of-your-mind girl,
— when really, akito is just having his fun with you.
ok i was gonna put this in my akitoya sandwich fic but i also wanna see someone else do it …. hmo…….
bully!akito teaching toya how to shove his fingers down your throat PLEASE PLEASE PELASE PELALSLEPWLAPELWPALDPELWLA ,,,,,
oh my goody goodness
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cornered in a empty classroom after school, you looked at the two boys. “open up.” akito commands. you immediately obey and he sticks his fingers in. “see? look.” akito tells toya, gesturing to you. “are you sure..?” toya asks. “yes, c’mon now!” he replies, taking his hands out of your mouth. shakily, toya puts his fingers inside your mouth. “deeper.” akito says into his ear. he tries to go deeper, when you start gagging. “well, you’re not gonna let that stop you, are you?”
bully akito secretly recording while he shoves his fingers down your throat and pushes you around, and you not even finding out until the video gets forwarded to you ♡
