Context: you were struggling to fall sleep, so you invited ur partner over to your dorm to sleep together for the first time.
Tags: romantic relationship implied, gender neutral POV, might be OOC, headcanons, mildly nsfw(?), fluff and comfort
Frostheim
Jin Kamurai
"u need me close so that you'll sleep? that's not a valid excuse," jin scoffed under his breath, his words harsh yet he didn't waste any time snuggling close to u on the bed, letting ur face nuzzle into his neck. he let out a breath of relief, and not a moment later, he was murmuring to ur ear, "if you're not going to sleep soon, i'll have to try other ways to make u tired."
Tohma Ishibashi
"very well, then," tohma said as he got himself ready to bed and making space for u to lay down first. once u both settled in bed, tohma kept a safe distance, merely two inches away when he laid down. when u wanted him close, he would move closer, draping an arm around ur waist as he mumbled a "good night" to u.
Lucas Errant
"if being close to me makes u sleep better, i'd stay by ur side for as long as u need me to," lucas grinned at u as the both of u were already laying in bed, limbs tangled with the sheets draped over ur bodies, "sleep well, and good night."
Kaito Fuji
"u want to sleep with me?! oh no, i'm not saying we can't! i want to! yeah... i'll sleep with u." kaito was practically quivering with overbearing joy when u said that to him, but he was also pretty nervous about it. when u finally laid together in bed, kaito would make no sudden moves unless u ask him to. he'd wrap his arms around u like he was protecting u from everything evil in the world, and he would gently cradle the back of ur head, "is this what ordinary happiness feels like? if it is, then i'm already loving it."
Vagastrom
Alan Mido
"oh, okay," alan agreed, taking off his shirt (if u don't want that, he'll keep it on) as he climbed on the bed to lay with u. he seemed awkward when he inched closer to u and tried to get comfortable, but hearing ur laugh made him feel at ease, "if u can't sleep, let me know. sleep tight."
Leo Kurosagi
"wow, you're finally accepting my offer to sleep with u! i've always wanted to do this a long time ago... just kidding," leo snickered, getting on the bed with u. wasting no time, he wrapped his arms around u, his face buried against the curve between ur neck and shoulder, "make sure u don't drool on my clothes, yeah? sleep tight!"
Sho Haizono
"u can't sleep? sure, i'll stay with u for tonight," sho responded with a casual tone as he got himself ready for bed as usual. once he was ready, he'd scoot right next to u, not quite near or touching u... unless u want him to, "good night."
Jabberwock
Haru Sagara
"oh, u have trouble sleeping? yeah, i can stay here, if it helps u sleep at night," haru grinned, his tone warm as he got ready to sleep. once he was laying beside u, he peered overur shoulder to look at u, his eyes slightly opened, "if you're feeling a bit touchy, just tap me, okay? sleep well."
Towa Otonashi
"yeayyy, we're sleeping together!" towa exclaimed with joy as he plopped himself on ur bed, his smile wide with his arms outstretched, reaching for u, "come here, let's go to sleep and dream about each other tonight..."
Ren Shiranami
"am i hearing that correctly? us? sleeping in the same bed?" ren asked, his tone deadpan as he pointed to himself with a dumbfounded look. when he noticed that u weren't joking about it, he silently got himself ready to bed. despite looking mildly annoyed about not being able to stay up late to grind on his game, he doesn't seem to upset about it. as he laid next to u in bed, he muttered, "if it helps u sleep at night, i guess i'll stay. good night, then."
Sinostra
Taiga Hoshibami
"huh? u want me to sleep with u? getting bold, aren't u, kitty-cat?" taiga murmured, his eyes staring into urs as a seductive smile formed on his lips. it didn't take him long to get ready for bed—took off his accessories, his shirt, and he was done. pressing his front against ur back, his arms draped around ur body as he got himself comfortable, whispering "good night" with his lips grazing ur ear.
Romeo Scorpius Lucci
"hmm, fine... but if u make any noises or disrupt my sleep, i won't go easy on u and let u sleep," romeo snarled, yet there was a flicker of fondness and warmth in his gaze. after he got dressed and finished his skincare routine, he slipped in bed next to u, murmuring "good night" to ur ear as his arm slipped around ur waist.
Ritsu Shinjo
initially, ritsu suggested on doing paperwork late at night while u sleep, but noticing ur restlessness and need for his comfort, he relented and agreed. once he got ready for bed, he laid next to u, but he kept a reasonable distance between u, "if anything occurs, please don't hesitate to wake me up. good night, and rest well."
Hotarubi
Subaru Kagami
"u want me to sleep with u? are u sure?" subaru's eyes widened upon hearing ur request, and after a moment of consideration, he agreed with a gentle smile. as u both laid together in bed, he kept a safe distance between u, afraid of accidentally looking through ur past memories.
Haku Kusanagi
"did i hear that correctly? would u care to repeat that for me?" he'd ask, and after u repeated ur suggestion, he didn't seem to opposed in the idea of sleeping together in the same bed. "alright, give me a few minutes to get ready, then," haku said to u, and he took a few minutes to clean himself up in the bathroom. moments later, he laid next to u in bed, wearing only his boxers and pants, "come a little closer. don't be shy."
Zenji Kotodama
"i would be glad to accompany u while u have a peaceful slumber, my dear," zenji grinned, his eyes beaming with anticipation. since he was a ghost, he wasn't able to sleep, but he was touched that you'd feel comfortable to sleep with him around. while u laid in ur bed to rest, zenji said his good night and reached out his hand to ur head, imitating a head pat. then, he hummed a gentle lullaby until u fell asleep.
Obscuary
Edward Hart
"hmm, are u certain u need me to accompany u during ur peaceful slumber? aren't u afraid that i might do something to u?" when he realized that u were being serious about it, he smiled and didn't waste any time in getting ready for bed. a few of his shirt's buttons were unbuttoned, purposely exposing his cleavage, and his eyes glimmered dangerously whenever ur gaze would linger there. "u want me to button up? ...hmm, why don't u help me with that?"
Rui Mizuki
"are u serious?! on the same bed?? are u sure about that????" rui asked u in a worried, hesitant tone, making sure that u were actually serious in suggesting that to him. when u confirmed it, rui merely nodded in understanding and began getting ready. he was fully covered up, like he was trying to rob a bank or something... "sorry, i don't want to accidentally kill u in ur sleep." the most u two could do was hold hands with gloves on...
Lyca Colt
"u wanna me to sleep with u? hmm, okay. i'll grab my blanket in my room first," lyca asked before he went out of ur dorm room. it didn't take him long before he came back with it wrapped around his arms. he even took the time to get dressed in his nightwear while he was at his dormitory. he crawled onto the bed and laid himself next to u, his face facing urs as he sniffed the air. "u smell nice and ur bed feels comfy... hmm..."
Mortkranken
Yuri Isami
"HUH?! S-SLEEP TOGETHER? IN THE SAME BED???" yuri yelped, his expression shocked and his cheeks flushing pink. after reassuring him that u two won't do anything more than sleeping, he seemed to have calmed down, and he took about 30 minutes to get ready to sleep. he laid next to u awkwardly on his back, respectfully keeping his distance. if u decide pull him in for a hug, he would yell at u in embarrassment at first, but he wouldn't push u away.
Jiro Kirisaki
"yuri gave me permission to come over and help u sleep, so it should be fine," jiro told u as he got himself ready and dressed for bed. he initially wanted to stay up and observe ur behavior, but u asked him to sleep with him. once u were both laying in bed, he scooted closer, and u could particularly feel the warmth of his body near urs. "rest well," jiro muttered, his eyes never leaving urs, just to make sure there wasn't any abnormalities.
Dionysia
Jo Kongoza
"huh? u want me to sleep with u? was that suppose to be a lie?" jo asked for confirmation, his eyes glimmered with a hint of curiosity. realizing that u were being serious, he smiled, and didn't hesitate to get changed for bed. a moment later, jo switched to her female form, wearing a comfortable nightwear as she laid beside u, her eyes glistening with adoration with her fingers lightly brushing against ur cheek. "sleep well, cutie. don't worry about everything else. i'm right here."
Mio Susuhara
"oh, that's an unexpected request... did shion ask u to say that?" mio chuckled, his face etched with disbelief. when u said that u weren't joking and that u were genuine, a small smile twitched on his lips, and he agreed in keeping u company. once he had already got dressed, he slipped himself on the same next to u, keeping a respectful distance between u two. "i hope i'm not making this awkward for u..."
Elias Pratt
"hmm? i didn't know u were going to ask me to sleep with u..." elias said it with a calm demeanor, though his eyes didn't hide his anticipation and amusement about the request. he didn't take that long to get himself dressed for bed as he laid himself next to u, murmuring to ur ear, "sleep now. i'll make sure you'll have a wonderful dream tonight. don't worry..."
Shion Genkai
"finally," shion smiled, his expression gleaming with joy as he crawled into bed with u, not wasting any time in wrapping his arms around ur body. he was looking at u as if he was trying to scare u in a way, but u didn't look bothered when u asked him to change his clothes. "u want me to change first? ...fine," shion grumbled as he got himself dressed to bed. once he was done, he crawled back into bed, his forehead pressing against urs as he stared, really stared into ur soul, "sing me a lullaby."
Other
MC
"oh, sure! i don't want u to be restless for classes tomorrow," mc agreed with a gentle smile on her face as she climbed on the bed, laying down right next to u. she would let u wrap ur arms around her... if u want to, of course, "good night, and sweet dreams."
FINALLY found the motivation to finish this T_T a round of applause to me >:P
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a/n: okay so to explain this. i had this idea but i had no idea which house 2 write it for. i wanted 2 do this idea SO BAD but none of the houses really fit it. BUT! Dionysia, you have proved 2 be my saving grace………… folks, enjoy my kink party mission ft femdom!reader x the dionysia ghouls.
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summary: short femdom!reader x dionysia ghouls blurbs during a mission at a kink party.
cw: femdom!mc, mentions of kink and sex, sadism, masochism, allusions to petplay in jo's, impact play in mio's, explicit impact and blood in shion's. spoilers for the latest episode, obviously. leaving this regular sized bc im not playing with y'all. minors DNI!!!!!
Jo Kongoza:
"Darling?" Your lips curl as you sound out the nickname, scrawled out on a small sheet of paper. "That's what you want to be called?"
"If we are to truly appear as a dominant and submissive in a harmonious relationship…" Jo starts, adjusting his leather collar. "We have to play the part, don't we?" He smiles, the corners of his lips creeping upwards in mirth, his eyes widening just enough to be unsettling. You'd foolishly assumed it was only Shion, but maybe all Dionysia students are a little twisted.
"Sure…" You muse, crumpling the paper and tossing it into a bin by the bar. "But we aren't supposed to be in a romantic relationship—"
"That hardly matters." Jo cuts you off, shaking his head. "Most of the attendees here are already indulging in 'playtime'." His smile tightens as he leans towards you, his lips hovering near your ear. You feel yourself become somewhat hesitant. "Why shouldn't we follow their example?"
Well, he wasn't wrong. From the moment you'd walked in, some couples or throuples had already walked out and secluded themselves in separate rooms for more explicit forms of play. The main area was still populated, with plenty of people mingling and acting out scenes. Barked orders and mewls of obedience could just barely be heard over the music. The air was thick with perfume, likely to cover up the stench of sweat, sex, and musk.
Still, regardless of what everyone else was doing, the point of the mission was to mingle. You step away from Jo, towards the crowd. "We don't need to follow their example. We just need to gather information—"
Jo cuts you off again, circling an arm around your waist and capturing your wrist with his other hand, holding you close to his chest. "And, in order to gather information, we have to blend in."
You turn over your shoulder to frown at him, and he simply smiles. You relent, playfully rolling your eyes and relaxing into his grasp. "Fine. I don't know why I need to call you a cheesy pet name, though."
"Come on, cutie," his smile widens, "I'm your submissive dog here, right?"
You look up at the fluffy dog ears he wore, your frown deepening. He chuckles, releasing his grip on your waist, moving in front of you. "Think of it like a show. I'm playing the role of the obedient dog." His smile darkens, but his eyes light up with mirth. "Treat me right, mistress, or I may just turn the tables on you."
An uncomfortable feeling bubbles in your chest. This felt like a threat, but you couldn't pinpoint why.
He pulls you along by your wrist, laughing at your bemused expression. "Don't worry, cutie. I'll be a good dog. Promise."
His smile is handsome, disarmingly so. Your eyes wander to the leather collar around his neck, a circular ring hanging from the front. Perhaps a leash would do him some good.
Mio Susuhara:
"Pain can occasionally open doors to different kinds of pleasure," you add, tracing the crop over Mio's palm. "But it depends on who you are."
"Right," Mio nods along, pulling his lips between his teeth. He's wide-eyed and stiff, his gaze following the path of the crop on his palm.
He shivers, terribly tense. You wonder if you should've practiced beforehand, but then his reaction wouldn't have been genuine. The demonstration had to be perfect if you were going to continue through the parties without anyone questioning your experience.
"Grab the crop." He does as asked, tightening his fist around the leather fold. His hand trembles slightly, and you place a palm under his, steadying him. "See? It's made of leather and a bit firm. It may sting. Are you alright with that?"
He swallows thickly, parting his lips to answer. For a moment, no words come out; his gaze is locked onto the crop in his fist. He sighs before lifting his gaze to you. His expression softens somewhat, and he nods. "Yeah, that's alright."
Despite his agreement, you note the beads of sweat on his forehead and the hard line of his shoulders. You gently squeeze his hand, making him let go of the crop. You hold his palm flat, pressing your thumb into the center.
"Are you ready to begin?" You give him a gentle look, smiling softly in hopes he'll relax.
Unfortunately, it doesn't work. His shoulders remain tight and stiff as he nods, seemingly forcefully. "Yes, I'm ready."
"Hey," you bring the crop up to his chin, tilting his head upwards to meet his eyes. "Remember, you have to address me the right way." You speak in a low tone, not threatening, but a firm reminder.
His cheeks grow flushed as he nods again. "Yes, um… Mistress." He presses his lips into a line and looks away after muttering that, his blush spreading to his ears. You spare him any more embarrassment and bring the crop back down to his palm.
You tap it against his palm, giving it a soft thwack. He hardly responds, blinking down at his palm. "How was that? That didn't hurt at all, right?"
He shakes his head, seemingly relieved. In turn, you relax a little too. You had begun to think he would be tense the entire time. He still had his shoulders up, but at least his eyebrows weren't drawn together any longer.
You release his hand and squeeze his shoulder, grabbing his attention. "Relax. You're so tense." He looks up at you, almost comically pensive. You'd laugh if so much weren't at stake here. "If you stay tense, it'll just make it worse, okay?"
He bows his head, dropping his shoulders. You cup his hand again, running your thumb back and forth over the center of his palm. "I'll go a little harder this time. Are you ready?"
He nods, keeping his lips sealed tight. You spare him again, moving your thumb from his palm and bringing the crop down with more force. Thwap!
"Mm." He stiffens, his eyes widening at the sensation. His lips part slightly as he stares down at his palm, the skin in the center beginning to redden.
"It stings a little, right?"
He nods, glancing at the crop, a flicker of amusement in his eyes. "Like a ruler…"
Internally, you sigh with relief. He looked a lot less troubled, his posture more comfortable, and his expression neutral. "Alright," you start, brandishing the crop again. "I'm going to go harder this time, but since this is your first time, it's the hardest I'll go."
Mio, who'd been looking up since you'd lifted the crop again, nods. "Yes…" He bows his head again, a slight flush growing on his cheeks. "…Mistress."
You feel relieved. His help may just make this whole farce seem believable. You swipe your thumb over his palm once more, raising the crop again. You bring it down again, and it sounds a loud thwap! against his skin.
"Ah!" He jumps, wide-eyed, blinking rapidly down at the reddened spot on his hand. He exhales, pulling his hand away from yours to inspect it. "Agh…" he sighs, breathing deeply. You watch as his shoulders visibly rise and fall.
You smile to yourself, feeling he may have relaxed. "That one probably hurt, right?"
You watch as he nods slowly, his eyes still wide and focused on his palm. "Yeah… It did." His voice is soft and light. His expression is contemplative, his eyes appearing glazed over.
You turn to the audience watching with bated breath, about to conclude the so-called demonstration and prove yourself worthy of little probing, when you hear a soft murmur from behind you.
"…again?"
"Hm?" You turn curiously to Mio. "Did you say something?"
He hesitates, turning his gaze upwards to you. "Could you… do that again?"
You still, startled by his request. Your eyebrows draw together, both out of concern and query. He stares back at you, his eyes slightly glazed over and cheeks still flushed. The corner of his lips is twitching in a way that suggests he is fighting back a smile.
"Harder, this time."
Elias Pratt:
"Elias, as much as I appreciate it, I think it's too short." You twist around in the mirror, noting how the dress rides up in the back. It was quite short enough in the front, but in the back? You knew this was a kink party mission, but there had to be something different. Appropriate wasn't the right word, considering how this dress was technically a perfect fit for the occasion. You just felt nervous.
"Well, would you like me to take it back to Hodge and Podge? I'm sure we could find some extra fabric to extend the length." Elias rises from his seat, giving your outfit a quick once-over. His eyebrows rise to his hairline upon noticing the length, but his expression returns to its relaxed state just as promptly. His eyes seem to settle on a spot on your back, and you eye his face in the mirror questioningly. "Would you like my help zipping it up the rest of the way?"
You stiffen, not even realizing you'd forgotten it, but start nodding. Elias smiles kindly and walks up to you. "Maybe having it zipped up should give you some leeway."
His knuckles press into the small of your back as he takes hold of the zipper and tugs at the fabric underneath to hold it in place. You try not to flinch, staying as still as you can until he's done. It proves to be a difficult task when his knuckles trace a path up your back at an agonizingly slow pace. Part of you wonders if he's doing this on purpose, but you don't look at him to check, keeping your eyes on your wringing hands.
"Alright, done." His fingertips brush your spine between your shoulderblades, and you suppress a shiver, straightening up. You tug the dress down some more in the back, purposely ignoring the prickling feeling of Elias's gaze on your back.
"Thanks," you say hesitantly, twisting in the mirror again. He was right, the dress being zipped up did give you some leeway, but it was just enough to make you feel like you wouldn't flash anyone, not necessarily enough for comfort. You sigh, deciding whether or not to take Elias's offer. You turn to face him and find him trading his toothpick for a lollipop. "What flavor?" You ask curiously, right before his tongue reaches the candy.
He tucks his tongue back into his mouth—a movement that gets you unusually warm by watching—and answers you, "Lime." A smile as placid as it was unsettling spread across his face. He tilts the lollipop towards you. "Would you like the first lick?"
You shake your head. "No! I was only curious." You hurriedly turn away from him, focusing back on your reflection. You hear him huff out a light chuckle and sneak a glance at him in the mirror. He's gazing at your back, his tongue twirling around the lollipop. You straighten up, smoothing your hands down the dress. After a while of staring at yourself with little progress in your decisiveness, you voice a question. "What do you think?"
Elias appears to have been expecting the question, turning towards you and taking a few steps in your direction. He twirls the lollipop in his mouth, taking his time eyeing your dress from top to bottom. It feels eerily similar to how he took his time zipping up your dress. When he's done, he pulls the lollipop from his mouth, his tongue flickering over his lips before they form a polite smile. "I think the dress is perfect for the occasion."
That's not the answer you wanted, and you know he knows that. You sigh, deciding to be direct. "You could at least help increase my confidence."
He laughs, shaking his head. "Oh, I couldn't," he hums, pressing the lollipop up to his lips. "Any further compliments would be untoward." He walks a few paces closer, placing a hand on your shoulder. "And, you're a guest," he adds, smiling warmly at your reflection. "Guests should be treated with respect." He releases your shoulder, placing the lollipop between his teeth.
You scoff, amused by his playful genuineness. "In that case," you smile, making eye contact with him through the mirror. "How long 'til I become family and you can be untoward with me?"
His lollipop suddenly cracks, the sound startling you. He shakes his head, clicking his tongue. "Don't do that, MC." He crunches the candy between his teeth again, stepping closer to your back, nearly caging you against the mirror. He leans forward until his face is next to yours, peering at you through dark lashes. "Become too likable, and we may have to keep you here."
Shion Genkai:
"How would you like your punishment?" You were drunk on power now, perhaps a bit in over your head. Genkai Shion himself was in a pair of kinky handcuffs before you, unable to fight back due to the possibility of inconveniencing—or worse—destroying his house. This probationary period wasn't going to let any mistakes off the hook easily. He had to play along, for now. You weren't unaware of your own hubris and how it may lead you to an end, of course. Surely, Shion would be happy to pay you back in full. But that didn't matter now.
"Pain? Heat? Or something tight enough to steal the breath from your lungs?" You parrot back his threatening words to you from the first time you met. He recognizes them, anger flashing in his gaze. You watch as his canines dig into his lower lip, his hands shaking in his restraints. You had to acknowledge that he was excellent at this, holding back to such a degree. Not that his obedience would soften your discipline.
"Well?" You growl through gritted teeth, growing impatient, though you're already slipping on a studded glove. It's not like you didn't already know his choice. Everyone knew, from the moment he'd walked in. His twisted joy in cries of distress and lamenting moans painted a clear enough picture for everyone there. Sadomasochism leaked from his very pores. His pale skin was perfect for showing off bruises, and his sharp teeth and skilled hands were perfect for giving them. What answer could it be if not—
"Pain," he forces out the word, straining it like an order rather than an answer.
He didn't really need to say it. The moment he's uttered that, the back of your hand is already rapidly approaching his face. All it takes is one good smack to throw him off his balance. He stumbles back a few steps, dropping to one knee to keep himself upright. His hair falls over his face as he stares at the floor, panting to catch his breath. He didn't even grunt at the impact, his jaw hard set. When he looks up, his xanthic eyes are gleaming with joy. As expected. Small red bruises in the pattern of the studs start to bloom on his cheek. He doesn't even try to contain his mirth, grinning widely. You'd used to find his smiles unsettling, but now, you hardly flinched at them.
He inhales to speak, but you don't even let him. You smack the back of your hand against the same cheek. He topples over, using his handcuffed wrists to break his fall. His breathing is ragged now, and he lets out a light groan as he flexes his jaw. You hear a small plip! plip! plip! noise and watch as a dark liquid pools in his palms.
He gasps for air, slowly pulling himself back up, surveying the liquid in his hands as it slides from his palms onto his wrists. His tongue flicks out to taste the blood dripping from his nose. He gasps, and you startle, before a smile spreads on his face as he licks the blood off a split in his bottom lip.
"Ha…" Joy rapidly breaks across his face, his smile widening and eyes narrowing. Gleaming eyes find yours again, bright and yellow like the very color of joy. "Ha ha!" He lets out a few stray chuckles, struggling to keep his laughter down. His body shakes with amusement, a wide grin cutting into his cheeks and laughter muffled by bloody palms. You grimace, having had your fun, but feeling the need to draw this to a close. This play scene wasn't intended to last much longer.
"Hmph," you put on an indignant air, pulling the studded glove off your hand, finger by finger. "Had enough, have you?" You don't pay any mind to his laughter coming to a sudden halt, sure he was keeping himself together. "Act right next time, and maybe we won't have this problem—"
Zip! Something passes right by your ear, and you feel a sudden sharp, stinging pain across your cheek. You pause, eyes widening. Your pulse quickens as you lift your gaze, finding Shion staring at you, no longer smiling. He held a thin card between his fingers, the Queen of Spades. His fingers left bloody spots on it, and its right edge had a thin sheen of fresher blood on it, likely yours. By sleight of hand, he manages to keep it hidden from onlookers, but ensures you receive his message.
A smile spreads on his face again, before he turns his other cheek to face you. His smile widens to the point his canines are showing, his eyes wide and focused on you.
"Again," he says, like a command. He wasn't asking at all.
OKAY well that's that. the blurbs are short but ill still do a taglist anyway. that being said, im considering nuking the taglist for shorter fics (under 5k words) so yeah. if you have an opinion on it lmk!!
in other news! no rehash, you know what i like at this point. enjoy!!! no idea what fics are coming out next, but i've got a lot im working on behind the scenes!!
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arab.org (six daily clicks + more if you go on incognito or switch profiles!)
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songs i listened 2 while writing this:
dancing with your eyes closed - jane remover (fits the vibe. amen.)
