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my oshi the hamter...

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𐐪 PSYCHIC FEVER WEESA ♡ like/reblog and credits if you use 💌

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JUST LIKE DAT Behind the Scenes Kokoro & Weesa

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𝓡𝓮𝓷, 𝓚𝓸𝓴𝓸𝓻𝓸, 𝓡𝔂𝓾𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓷 ˚₊ · »-♡→ gєℓαтσ мν

[blush-boulevard]

𝓤𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓵 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓢𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓶 𝓟𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓼

𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐢 𝐖𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐚 𝐱 𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 - During a late-night thunderstorm, you call Weesa, scared and anxious from the loud thunder. He stays on the phone with you, speaking softly to comfort you through your fear.

female reader/ Sensitive! Reader/ Saiki Weesa x reader/ fluff/ romance/ PSYFE/ PSYCHIC FEVER/ ForEVER/ WEESA/ one shot

Word Count: 850

@blush-boulevard｜𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬｜𝑅𝒰𝐿𝐸𝒮 𝒜𝒩𝒟 𝒢𝒰𝐼𝒟𝐸𝐿𝐼𝒩𝐸𝒮｜𝕮𝖔𝖒𝖒𝖎𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘｜𝓚-𝓹𝓸𝓹 𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽｜𝓡𝓮𝓰𝓾𝓵𝓪𝓻 𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

The storm raged outside, casting flickering shadows through the apartment as thunder boomed like drums in the sky. You curled up beneath your blanket, clutching your favorite teddy bear tightly to your chest. Every rumble shook you a little more, and the howling wind outside only made the growing panic in your chest worse.

Trembling, you reached for your phone with shaking hands and pressed the name in your contacts that you’d stared at a hundred times before. The call barely rang twice before he answered.

“Weesa?” you whispered, your voice small.

“Hey, sweetheart,” he said softly, instantly alert. “You okay?”

You bit your lip, squeezing your bear tighter. “I… the thunder. I can’t— I’m scared.”

His tone dropped, slow and comforting. “I got you. Just breathe for me, yeah? I’m here.”

His voice poured through the speaker like warm tea on a cold night. You started talking softly, nervously, about how storms always made you feel trapped, like you were a little girl again hiding under your bed. You even told him the silly story about how your grandma used to say thunderstorms were the angels crying.  

“Angels, huh?” he chuckled. “Guess that makes you my little Angel then.”

You blushed, even though he couldn’t see it. His quiet laughter steadied your breathing more than anything else could.

But just as you started to calm down, the lights flickered once… then twice… and the apartment went dark.

You froze. “Weesa,” you breathed, voice breaking. “The power went out.”

There was silence on the other end, just for a second. Then his tone shifted completely.

“Okay, baby. Stay put. I’m coming to you.”

“Wait—Weesa, it’s pouring—”

“I’m already grabbing my jacket,” he said firmly. “You think I’m gonna let my girl sit in the dark scared and alone? Nah. No thanks.”

Before you could argue again, the call ended. You sat there clutching your teddy bear, heart racing from a new kind of nervousness.

Ten agonizing minutes later, there was a knock at your door. You stumbled toward it, flinching at another crack of thunder as you unlocked it with shaky hands.

There he stood, Weesa, drenched and breathless, tall and quiet. His hair clung to his forehead, rain dripping down the curve of his jaw. In one hand was his phone. In the other, a bag with snacks and a flashlight.

You didn’t say a word, you just threw yourself into his chest.

“Hey, angel,” he murmured, holding you close with strong arms. “I got you. It’s okay now.”

He stepped inside and gently shut the door behind him, setting the bag down as he guided you toward the couch. Weesa pulled you into his lap with surprising ease, settling you comfortably against his chest. You were small in his arms, your head tucked under his chin, the teddy bear still nestled between you.

His arms wrapped securely around your waist as he leaned back. “You’re shaking,” he said, kissing your hair. “Let’s fix that.”

He tucked the blanket around both of you, his large hands smoothing it over your legs. The warmth of his body quickly melted into yours, his steady heartbeat like a lullaby. His long legs stretched beneath you, cradling you like you weighed nothing at all.

“Better?” he asked quietly, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

You nodded against his chest. “Mmhm… thank you for coming.”

“I’ll always come for you,” he said, his voice low, almost protective. “Doesn’t matter what time it is or how bad the storm is.”

Your fingers played gently with the edge of his sleeve as another rumble shook the sky. He felt you flinch and held you tighter, rubbing soothing circles on your back.

“You’re safe, baby. Just close your eyes, I got you.”

You sighed, eyes fluttering shut as you sank further into his warmth. He started humming softly, one of those slower songs from his group's setlist, and the vibration of his chest under your cheek lulled you into calmness. You barely noticed the thunder anymore.

Each time it got louder, he kissed your temple or ran his fingers through your hair. “Still with me?” he’d whisper, and you’d nod, letting yourself melt into him a little more.

Eventually, the storm began to fade. The rain softened, the thunder grew more distant. Weesa stayed exactly where he was, arms wrapped around you like a weighted blanket, cheek resting gently against the top of your head.

“I love you,” you mumbled drowsily, so softly you almost didn’t expect him to hear.

He did.

His chest stilled beneath you for a second before he whispered, “I love you too, baby.”

You looked up at him, eyes glassy and tired, but full of something warmer. He smiled, that rare, sleepy kind of smile that only came out when he felt safe. Then he kissed your forehead, slow, lingering, tender.

“Let’s stay like this,” he whispered. “Just a little longer.”

Wrapped up in his arms, with your teddy bear squished between your chests and his thumb brushing lazy circles on your hip, the storm finally passed, for good.

[riatheghoul]

options

Pairing: Saiki Weesa x Black Reader

Song(?): Options By Doja Cat ft. JID

Warnings: smut, public but not really, praise, degradation, p in v, nicknames used for reader: baby, princess, love, good girl. If I missed anything pls lmk

Word count: 515

Request(?): this is a request from an anon (I've always wanted one of these lmaooooo)

Disclaimers: I do NOT own any of these picture credits to the owners and this is PURE FICTION ALSO UNEDITED

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You shifted in his lap legs spreading a little to give him just enough access. He placed soft kisses on your cheek while he inched lower. “Do you think you can stay quiet for me princess” you nodded eyes lowering with lust keeping eye contact. His breath hitched at the intensity of your gaze. His hands wandered around groaning at the idea of touching you; the sound caused a notable reaction out of you. Without much thought you started grinding “so pretty” a breathy whimper leaves his lips. His right and finally find your clothed clit.

Your breath hitched causing a lump to catch in your throat. A pleased hum left his throat “good girl baby” his voice fell to a whisper. As if he could read your mind he finally pulled the bottoms aside giving you the friction you desperately needed. “Please” you begged as he grabbed himself out of his trunks sliding through your folds. Your legs spread as if they had a mind of their own. “You want me inside princess?”you groaned impatiently “Is that even a question?” You replied “Is that even an answer?” He snapped back. “Yes please”

“See that wasn’t so fucking hard” he teased pushing it in. “M’- fuck” you shivered taking in the his size “Huh? Be a good girl and use your words baby” he urged watching you take him. The stretch was unnecessary good but you managed to blurt out a measly “I’m sorry” before he picked you up and started fucking up into you. You wrapped your arms around his neck letting him use your body “For what?” The smirk on his face was timeless. He loved seeing how long you can keep making coherent sentences “For not using my- shit- my words” you knees weakened and his movements quickened. “Mhmmm~ good job baby”

“I’m gonna cum-” you confessed pleading for your release. “Not yet love hold it a bit longer for me” he begged and you nodded holding in with all your might while he basically fucked your cervix. Your whimpers became moans as you continued to beg. “I’m almost there baby just a little longer” he groaned as his strokes became sloppier and so did the kisses that he placed on your neck. “Cum baby~ cum with me~” he demanded, using all of his strength to pull you up and slam you back down, making your eyes roll into the back of your head. “One more” he demanded

You were in for a long night.

A/N (before official post): WEESAAAAAAA RAHHHHHH also what’s funny is that I’m on vacation tooo

A/N (after official post): heyyyyy…. Heyyyy… how y’all doin…. Ok listen college has been kicking my ass and I wanted to push past my burnout and give you guys a present. I hope you enjoy it’s kinda mediocre in my opinion but if you thing other wise please let me know in the comments I would love to yap with y’all. Okkk I promise there is more coming sometime in the next few months it’s a very long one and I was to be sure I’m proud of it. Okkkkk byeeeeeeee~

P.s. I’ve been consuming everything about epic the musical and it’s SO FUCKING GOOD

Dividers credit: @adornedwithlight and @cheezitofthevalley

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WWYD IF SOMEONE ASKED ME OUT?

— weesa , kokoro

notes ; i need to get ready for work in 10 minutes😭✌️