I'm super grateful!! I haven't had this much recognition since I started! It's been more than a year....
I'm super grateful to everyone! Grateful to STAY, ENGENE, and Stray Kids. I'm grateful to Haikyu, Demon Slayer, Underworld Travelers, @phyto54, @semisemiserviceace, my books, my favorite authors, my friends, Emily and Jolly, and everyone else!
Thank you so much and I'll see you in my next post!!!
- Your Luvstruck-moron ☕️
(Who desperately needs sleep but. doesn't care whatsoever <3)
You turn over when you feel that your boyfriend Semi isn't there. You look over to the clock on your dresser and see that it is four o'clock in the morning. You slowly get up from your bed and start looking around for Semi.
You started your search in the living room since you knew he likes to watch movies really late. when you turn on the light and see that he wasn't there on his usually spot on the couch, you also see that the office door to his " home studio" was closed.
you smirk; you dim the lights and make your way to the kitchen to make a little snack for your boyfriend since he has been probably working on music for hours. You slice up some apples and strawberries for him, you set them on a plate that Tendo gave him as a gift one year that says " you rock" on it. To which it made him cringe but non the less he kept it.
As you finish up slicing up the fruits for him, you start thinking about what to make him for a drink to go with his fruit you cut up for him. you end up deciding just to give him water since he needs to stay hydrated anyways.
you take the plate, and you turn off the kitchen light. You make your way back to Semi's studio and knock on the door. You wait a minute to see if he will answer or let you in. When he didn't answer the door to the studio or let you in, you just peeked inside to see if he had his headphones on and was working on something.
When you peeked inside the studio, you see him at his desk sitting at his laptop. His headphones are on, and he has a notebook sprawled out on his desk. You walk closer to him; to let him know you were in the room with him, you gently tapped on his shoulder.
He slightly moved his head up from the touch, and he turned his chair around to look at you. He was a bit shocked to see you standing behind him. " What are you doing up", he asks you his voice quiet. His eyes notice the plate that you had in your hand. He smirks up at you, and he took the plate from you.
" I see you have a snack for me", Semi said. You nodded, " I thought that you would like it since you are working on stuff so late. His smirk turned into a soft smile. He thought it was so cute that you do stuff like this for him. He took your hand and set you down into his lap, " here you can relax on my lap while I work, you can fall back asleep if you would like". You rest your head on his shoulder and watch him as he works on his music. He kisses your head as he hears you soft breaths of your slumber.
tags: stepcest, weed, tendou being a creep, happy bday semisemi :3
DARK CONTENT AHEAD
semi eita was the perfect step-brother you could’ve asked for. who else was supposed to show you how to be a proper college student when you’d entered the gates of university? was there someone better to warn you about certain professors? who was there to help you navigate your classes during syllabus week?
who was supposed to show you how to party? how to hit a rip from a bong, other than your sweet step-brother?
because he was so nice and understanding. he was the perfect person to guide you to sit on his lap in a dimly lit room surrounded by upperclassmen, who you didn’t know. semi was the only person who’d guide your lips to the bong that had a marble design surrounding the glass.
"c’mon, let me get a taste," a red head had slid on the couch beside you and semi, looking at your form and the plush thighs that surrounded semi’s waist, to your step-brother with a smirk. to which he replied with a roll of his eyes and a mumble of "fuck off, ‘tori."
but your head tilted in a way that could get both men, and plenty others if they paid attention, hard in their pants. you looked from the man who you were spread around in your short skirt, to the bong in his hand, to the redhead who you assumed was one of your step-brothers friends.
"let ‘em have a taste, eita. of the bong?" you question shyly, and satori swore if you weren’t claimed by his friend, he’d drag you upstairs right then and there to fuck that pretty pussy of yours. but, you were claimed by his friend and your step-brother. all of semi’s friends knew that, even though you were fresh meat, you were property of his.
both men laugh at your words, and satori rolls his eyes and shakes his head. "don’ wanna taste of that," and semi smacks the man’s arm. "not getting what’s mine, fuckin’ pervert."
only a few more seconds went by and it clicked in your head what the intentions of the man beside you were. and, well, it wasn’t like he was ugly by any means. tall, dressed in a sweatshirt and joggers, and you liked his voice.
but semi’s hand that made it’s way to your ass without warning brought you out of the thought. it’s like he could read your mind… or the way your eyes ran over his friend. he squeezed the cheek that he cupped, bringing you back to him.
"open your mouth," so you did, lips that had a sheen of gloss spreading around air as your step-brother did something with the bong. something that had him inhaling smoke and keeping it in his lungs enough to bring another hand to the backside of your head, pulling you into him and giving you a centimeter of space before pushing the smoke into your mouth.
if you were trained, the way semi’s planning on having you by the end of the semester, you’d inhale the smoke graciously. allowing the smoke to make you all warm and fuzzy with a small high reaching your head.
but, you were still unknowingly being trained. inhaling the smoke before coughing a few times and your hand flying to your mouth in embarrassment. either way, the hot boxxing of the room you were in was already getting you high from just sitting in it.
once you finish coughing, you pout your lower lip. "’m sorry, eita," and if you weren’t so overwhelmed by embarrassment, maybe you’d feel the bulge that was pressing against your clothed heat. but, you don’t, and tendou’s laughing is making you even more embarrassed.
"‘s okay, bunny," he assures, pulling you back towards his lips, except this time he sets the bong to the side and lets you suck on his lower lip to hide your face from shame.
and when you sick on semi’s lips, moving to suck on his tongue between messy and harsh kisses, you’re reminded once again what a good step-brother he is. who else would let you hide from the embarrassing world surrounding you? only semi.
I think guns fit pinch servers quite well, as using guns as a main fight style (as opposed to swords) has a long distance support aspect, which reminds me of the "spear in their defence" imagery used for Yamaguchi.
They don't have haori to not restrict movements! This makes pinch servers very visually distinct. Their presence is a reassurance to traditional demon slayers
