my AuDHD brain starts a lot (ᇂ_ᇂ|||)
current H Y P E R F I X A T I O N = Jujutsu Kaisen
fading into Bleach
╰┈➤ ❝ [Hiatus|WIPS|currently working on] ❞
- Fortis Fortuna Adiuvat (ch.8 fin/ need to edit)
- Grindelwald x F!Reader x Dumbledore OneShot
- Eddie Munson x F!Reader ThreeShot
- Ramsay Bolton x F!Reader OneShot, maybe Multi
- Ukitake x F!Reader x Shunsui (OneShot; 15%)
- !JJKStreamerAU x F!Reader (ch.2; fin / ch.3; 25 %)
╰┈➤ ❝ [League of Legends|Arcane] ❞
Wet and Wild (Silco x F!Reader x Vander) (Multi)
Blind Side (Kayn x Blind!F!Reader) (OneShot)
╰┈➤ ❝ [Jujutsu Kaisen] ❞
Lucky Bastard (Hakari Kinji x F!Reader x Hoshi Kirara) (TwoShot)
Ever had s3x in a bathroom stall? (Higuruma x F!Reader)
cosmos and smoke (Hakari Kinji x F!Reader x Hoshi Kirara) (TwoShot)
The No-Questions-Agreement (Shiu Kong x F!Reader) (TwoShot)
Sweet Escape (Hakari Kinji x F!Reader x Hoshi Kirara) (TwoShot)
Breakout (Various x F!Reader) (Multi)
╰┈➤ ❝ [Gladiator] ❞
Fortis Fortuna Adiuvat (Caracalla x OC x Geta) (Multi)
Domina (Commodus x F!Reader) (TwoShot)
╰┈➤ ❝ [Baldur's Gate 3] ❞
Springs of Delight (Halsin x F!Tav aka Reader) (OneShot)
╰┈➤ ❝ [Marvel] ❞
Kitchen Countdown (Johnny Storm x F!Reader) (OneShot)
╰┈➤ ❝ [Misfits] ❞
Panty Sniffer (Simon Bellamy x F!Reader) (OneShot)
Pairing: Various x F!Reader
Words: ~3600
Streamer!AU
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Hey, there. I'm sorry to again recommend you over to AO3 for this chapter. I have a few pics inside the story that would totally fck up the format here and I want you to have a nice reading experience.
I mean, I could post it here without that but I made me all this work, and my granny passed away last Friday, so I'm in a weird mental state where I don't wanna do shit etc.
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The stream started a few minutes ago. An overlay for five minutes announces that it's starting soon.
You prepared your favorite drink and a little snack, something you can put in your mouth – quick and clean. No need to get your set up crusty and dusty.
Viewer numbers go up. Your loyal subs and regulars are coming in.
You put on your headset and exam your options and if everything is how it's supposed to be. When your done, you start your stream for real.
"Good evening, chat! How's it going?" your cam pops up on screen as you greet them, "I hope you're doing well!"
KoshuEchi: Yay, ur here! <3
stupidyaoilovingchud: Now, I'm happy~
Your_Favorite_Darling: what r u playing today?
foreveryearning: Had a rough week :(
xjayx: can I get a hey
Your eyes fly over the comments. "What are you playing? Good question! Today, we're playing Tomodachi Life 2!" you explain with excitement, "Since you guys liked the old YouTube videos so much, I thought we're doing the exact same thing with all the other big streamer!"
continue reading on AO3
Should I use usernames from my readers/followers/commenters as Chat for my StreamerAU ff or is it too intrusive/invasive?
Should I use my reader's usernames as Chatnames?
yes ♥
no >:(
Voting ended onJun 15
I think it would be cool and connecting, so pls let me know c:
Fun fact: First two chapters are finished but the freaking usernames... idky I'm struggling with making them up, especially for Gojo, Geto etc. q_q
Pairing: Kinji x F!Reader x Kirara
Tags: handjob, oral, deepthroat, making out, idiots in love
Words: ~3400
Part 1 here
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Purple eyes with star pupils watch you through the mirror surrounded by LED's. She smiles sweetly at you as you randomly take three masks out of the skincare shelf. Eyes closed without peeking – the beauty gods shall decide!
Aww, you look so cute in the fluffy bathrobe you two are twinning.
You can see your reflection, when you approach Kirara and kiss her on the cheek while she blow dries her freshly washed hair. One single hair curl lies ready on the sink for later.
“Did Kinji take my headband?” you ask, kinda yelling over the sound of the device. She grins, “Yup. The Cinna one and he took another but I didn't see which.” The audacity! With a shooked expression you stand there for a moment – comedic effect or something like that because you're one funny bitch!
Then you leave like nothing happened.
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The thief loafs around on the couch. His fluffy black bath robe is open and he wears his grey joggers. And you can't help but smile. Big idiot has your headband over his eyes. Cinnamoroll looking at you like he's ready to commit war crimes. Above it is your spare headband. More like a boring one you got gifted after... well it was in a goodie bag from... you don't know where anymore. Oopsie.
Anyways, you walk over to him. Is he asleep? The unlocked smartphone on his bare stomach tells you enough. You bow down and peck him on the lips. “Wake up, Sleeping Beauty.” And for good measure you take a white, fluffy ear and pull it. It snaps back fast but not strong enough to hurt him.
Kinji sits up fast and looks at you. Or rather lifeless, blue eyes bore into your soul. Ears flopping with his movement and he pulls the band upwards. You laugh as magenta eyes squint at you quietly. “Are you still upset that we couldn't do it in the tub?”
A grimace on his face, “Pff... no...”
He totally is!
You catch a glimpse of his darkened display. Oh my god...
He already looked on fucking Amazon for a new one! Wait! They have Jacuzzi? You certainly won't say no to that!
“Don't think too hard about it or you get wrinkles!” you poke the angry furrow by his eyebrow, “And then even these won't help!” A face mask is placed on his leg.
His eyes wander down to it and he picks it up. Is that a panda? He didn't know shit came printed. “First you call me fat and now old? Damn, you're one mean girlfriend, babe. And I'm not even talking about the physical abuse.”
You groan as you take your headband from him and put it on. Is he serious?!
“Let go, Kin! We talked it out, didn't we?” Kirara comes into the living room. Big curl on her head for her bangs. God, this girl is your savior, otherwise you might have caused a scene and really show him physical abuse.
The blonde brings his hands up, mask still in one and purse his lips. Defensive mumbling of being caught in a toxic relationship while he reaches for his cigarettes. Smoke break for more toxicity!
The sorceress sits down and cleans her nails with a pad, rubbing the acetone on the leftover color and glue. Wow, what a smell combo! And you stand up to open a window and you breathe in the fresh air like you were oh so close to suffocation.
Kinji starts the second episode and you wait by the window until he finishes his ciggy. Your girl is quickly done with removing everything from her nails, she also already finished her left with a transparent polish.
“Can you do my right hand, girly pop?” Kirara requests and turns on her UV light thingy. You close the window and walk over to sit in front of her on the ground. It's easier that way! And you take the applicator and apply a thin layer as asked.
By the time you're finished, the first coat already hardened, now the one you've done needs to go under the device. She probably didn't get an appointment this week anymore. That's why she's doing a simple, natural look with stickers until then.
You stay on the ground – ready to put sticker on the right hand after she finishes her left on her own. If you stay ready, you ain't got to get ready!
“Yo, what the- bro is like two meters tall!” Kinji says astonished by Milk, “Maybe more with high heels!” You liked her in this season – not All Stars! But she contributed very much on the view of Drag in your opinion.
Then y'all make fun of Magnolia's nose contour like everybody else on screen. And now it's time to put sticker with all your focus and precision. Kirara finds it so cute. You always look like a surgeon doing severe brain surgery when you help her with that. “Aaand done!” you announce after putting on the last coat to protect your work. Your girl does the finishing touches, “Kinji, do you want a manicure?” she asks in addition.
He looks down at his left hand, then at the other. “Do I need one, is the question.” He heard that some women find man hands disgusting, judging by the length of finger nails and shit. But none of you ever complained about his while getting finger fucked. How bad can it possibly be?
In the meantime you go over to the gambler. He holds it out to you for inspection. As you sit down you take closer look. Despite the smell of nicotine, everything seems fine. Nails are super clean from the bath and short. Skin is also relatively soft from the soak. “Looking good. But you can always say no, we won't force you, even if you'd need one.”
“Unless they're super ew. I don't want no yukky fingers up my butt.” Kirara chimes in. Valid statement. Actually... very relatable.
You confirm that and open your sheet mask. It's a giant pink cupcake! You put it on and look at your boyfriend. “This is... really disturbing. Don't look at me like that, creepcake!” A pout forms on your face. Meanie. “And I here I thought we're gonna have sex like this...”
And for the first time ever Kinji rejects the idea of intimacy. “I don't think I could get a boner with that face in front of me.” Hard words. “From behind maybe.” But you laugh anyways. Then you usher him to put on his – and he does as told after adjusting your boring headband on his forehead.
He grimaces, “Bah... feels icky.” Uh huh, like he doesn't know the feeling of too much lotion in one hand... Clumsily, he folds the wet sheet open and puts it on his face. Boy doesn't know what's coming! Only to suck in air through his teeth after a moment. “Fuck, why is it burning so much?!”
Kirara explains it to him, even though it was a rhetoric question... probably not. Then she giggles as she settles next to you. “Looks like you scalped Panda and wear his face as a mask like that dude from Texas Chainsaw Massacre!” As she opens hers. The beauty gods gifted her with an unicorn.
After putting it on and smearing the beauty slime on your bathing robe, which got her an eyeful of disapproval, she snatches her phone from the table and opens her front camera. Time for a selfie to capture that fun, bonding moment!
Snap!
Cute! Maybe she'll post it later to make the others jealous! She shows it to you and Kinji. “We look like we belong in a nuthouse.” Why so negative? Then he bursts out laughing after zooming in on each of your faces. Yeah it really looks like he's wearing Panda's face. More wrinkly but the point still stands.
You laugh with him, “I wish I could have this on my ID!” Better than the mugshot that's currently on it...
The three of you retire to cuddle peacefully until the masks are almost dried out. You volunteer to collect them and throw them away in the trash can. Also, you take a bit of the food waste with you 'cause your on the way to the kitchen anyway.
When you come back your girl holds up the massage bar. As a reward, you're allowed first to receive service and you lay down on the short side of the L-couch after opening your robe. And now the blonde man can really understand why you wanted to call it Spa Day in the first place. He feels like he's at a wellness hotel.
“Damn, why are the queens so mean? It's like public school, man.” he comments, focused on the show again after ogling your half naked body, robe pooling on your ass. “With queens you mean Gia, huh?” you mumble into your arms where your head is laying on.
Kirara grins as she rubs the bar on your shoulders, seeing the butter melting, “Bianca and Darienne are also kinda mean. But they are at least charismatic. Gia is just a bitch.” You huff and mewl at the same time as she starts to knead your back. “And she didn't redeem herself in All Stars – still a bitch...”
“What's All Stars?!”
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Focusing felt more and more impossible to him. He hears words coming out of Kirara's mouth but that is just background noise – just like the TV.
Your little mewls and sighs here and there are doing something to him. And it didn't help when role reversed and the sorceress being the one making the same noise just a bit louder.
So he closes his eyes for a moment and takes a deep breath. Then he reaches for his beer and takes a swig.
He holds onto it like his life depends on it. He could pop a boner, sure, nothing wrong with that and nothing you haven't seen before. But he doesn't want to interrupt your innocent girl's night. At least that what he always thought. You wouldn't have sex without him, right?
An event to just chill and relax. At least he doesn't want to do it when he's still on probation. Your sex life is already pretty packed. He can handle a night without it. Hell – he survived that week where you two cock-blocked him like there was no tomorrow.
Get that blood back to room temperature and into circulation. Blood shouldn't be room temperature. When do you die from hypothermia? Anyways, he's not a teenager anymore, he can control himself! Scout's honor!
And it went well for at least 10 more minutes. He asked stupid questions just to distract himself, read the small printed shit on his beer bottle and analyzed the runway outfits of the drag queens and the headband he took off earlier.
But then his time has come. It was his turn and he is actually surprised that he's granted such an honor. Guess he really, really is in now.
So he also lays down on the spot where you two previously enjoyed massages. And in the same way he stripped off his bathing robe, now only in his joggers. The smell of coconut and vanilla was present as soon as you started but now it's even more intense, being next to you and having it rubbed on the back. It's to his liking, he decides. This all is! And Kinji really appreciates it that you let him invade your little girlhood thingy.
Soon even he starts humming and grunting. Kirara's fingers are light like feathers, barely scratching him with her for once short nails. The sensation sending goosebumps down his spine. But when she digs the heel of her hand into his sides and just press down all her upper weight it's just heaven. He even heard a vertebrae crack, felt it too!
“My hands are getting tired. Kneading all these muscles is hard.” she whines in her help-me-voice. And you do. Quickly, you scoot closer to the action and she moves down his legs. Maybe the calves are easier?
You use your knuckles for his lower back. Stroking down the sides of his spine, feeling the knots and penetrate them until they're gone. He huffs when your fingers tips slip under his pants, squeezing the sides of his hip bones before going back up, only to repeat the motion.
The pressure sends blood in and out of the tissue and god... it's inevitable now. Blood is not just flowing there. It's going deeper and letting his cock swell up. Yeah, king of control...
“Erm... is there by any chance a happy end?” the blonde growls, hips fidgeting against the plush.
You close your eyes. Joke on your tongue wants to escape with all its might. And you are so above sex worker jokes. Girls support girls!
“Kin, are you by any chance a sex addict?” Kirara snickers and pokes a grey fold on his butt cheek.
He rolls sideways to look at you two, being extra careful not to fall off the couch. Immediately four eyes examine the long outline down his inner thigh and it's trying to stand up.
“I'm not! I just have a lot love and passion to give!” “You have a problem.” the ravenette giggles. “Yeah, no shit, Sherlock!” he grumbles and you chuckle when you see him sulk.
“So... you need us to pump this love and passion out of you?” you ask with a snort. He adjusts his position and now lays flat on his back. Arms crossed on his naked chest and he pouts, “I mean, I won't complain but if you're not in the mood, you don't have to.” He doesn't say that he'd rather love to pump it in you.
Kirara sighs, as stated earlier, her hands are aching, she won't jerk him off. Purple eyes look at you, asking silently for your opinion.
You purse your lips and then you lean over to her and whisper something in her ear. Kinji squints his peepers at you. What are you conspiring now?
After a few moments you kneel up straight again and hook your fingers under the joggers. Swiftly you pull them down and the blonde raised his hips to make it easier for you.
Half-hard dick salutes you, nodding a bit up and down in greeting. No underwear. In fact he's the only one who put on something under the bath robe. Crazy times.
“Actually... sit up!” you demand and stand up. Kinji follows your instruction and then leans against the backrest. Silently, you grab his robe and throw it to the floor, before you kneel on it. Automatically he spreads his legs with a smirk. The ravenette moves to lean against him, ready to watch your performance. But she also entertains herself by making out with him.
So you spit into your hand and spread the slick all over his shaft, making your hand movements nice and smooth. The veins on the side seem to grow more visible, pumping blood faster and let his dick swell up. When you kiss the tip, pre-cum smears on your skin and tongue. You hum at the salty and tangy taste. A grunt is your reward and you keep jerking him while sucking his cock to its fully grown glory.
The gambler ends the kiss with your girl. A string of saliva fading between them and he closes his eyes in bliss. Yeah, you really got better at this. A hand comes down to stroke your cheekbone. You don't even know that if your headband would be a few centimeters down, it would look like that this little bunny is blowing him instead of you. But this dead, blue eyes are not giving him the kick like your gorgeous ones do.
His gesture encourages you to take him deeper and you hollow your cheeks every time you retreat. Here and there slurping sounds can be heard. You try not to be too messy and you would really appreciate it if Kinji doesn't come on your face this time.
Kirara purse her lips before deciding it is time. Your whispered suggestion sounded fun and now she wants to join you. She scoots down to floor next to you and you smile at her, giving her a bit space by moving a bit to the side.
She presses a kiss to your lips, tasting the salt and the faint sweetness of the cocktails as your hand continue to jerk him lazily. Then she bows down and lick up a stripe from your finger tips up to the glans. Tongue delving into the small slit, sampling the goods straight from the source.
“Shit.” your boyfriend groans and you go down again. Your tongue traces the thick vein on the side, nipping at it occasionally and you giggle as Kirara's tongue meets yours. Soon your movements are in sync and your mouths connect every time at the end of tip.
The sight makes Kinji throw his head back. Damn, can one be any luckier. He's no Christian but he believes in Heaven now. Slick sounds of jerking and sweet sighs from your make-out session fogs his brain. His hand cramps into the plush of the couch as he feels the ravenette dive in, swallowing him deep into her throat but not all the way, because you keep stroking him at the base. Fingers tightening in an instinctive pattern.
Fuck him.
He won't last long like this. Half-lidded eyes bore into yours as you are now the one to deep throat him. It's the first time you do it for real. And just to prove something, you actually gobble every inch of him. Hand leaving his dick for a moment before you come up after choking, immediately jerking him again.
Kirara snatches your jaw and turn your face to hers. Licking up the spit from your chin and into your mouth. Skilled tongue invading your cavern and dancing with yours. She hums happily and you moan. Shit, you're getting wet. You look down to her crotch. Through the bathing robe you can't really tell if she's hard...
But you're not allowed to think any longer about it, because the blonde grunts, “I'm close!” and it takes all of his willpower as you both work again on his cock. Same procedure. Slick muscles licking up and down in sync but now you two focus more on his tip. He can see the the red, angry tissue being squished and worse or better – he can feel it!
His breathing fastens and he tries to buck his hips but two different hands push him down. And just to make him suffer and borderline kill him, Kirara and you take turns in sucking his tip quick and hard with a loud pop. Within seconds his load shoots up, threatening to get caught in your hair and faces, so you recoil. The ravenette has the good idea to put a hand over the urethra, successfully shielding you. Meanwhile you keep pumping, making sure every drop is drained.
Then a big hand encloses yours and pulls it off with a hiss. Overstimulated Kinji moans your names and flops back like all his hard muscles never existed. Guess you did a good job.
You feel your girlfriend petting your side and you jump up. “Kirara, I swear!” “What?!” she pouts and purple eyes look up at you like a guilty Labrador. “Stop smearing shit on me!” you whine annoyed.
“It's not shit. It's just cum!”
A heavy breather escapes your nose. You're this close to get her nail polish and ruin hers. Revenge for your fluffy Shein product!
“Okay, babes! I don't like this vibe... How about we change – and I hate to say it – into pajamas, restart the episode and drink that stupid kitty wine?” You two look at the man who has pulled up his joggers. “Unless you also want to nut?” his shoulder shrug with the suggestion. He's always ready for another round!
You frown at his phrasing. It kinda dried you out. “I'm good but thanks for the offer, I guess.” you cross your arms and turn away, so they can't see your smile.
“Same here.” the ravenette says and stands up, “Dips on the bathroom!”
“Nah ah, you don't. I need to piss!”
“I need to wash my hands!”
“It's all over her robe and not your hands!” A bit exaggerated but you take it. “You can wash them in the kitchen!”
Without any more arguments Kirara just makes a run for it. The blonde's eyes roll and he turns to you, “Gimme the bathing robe, I'll throw it in the washer.” And that's what you're going to do.
Quickly the fluffy belt is untied and you shrug it off, handing it over and leaving you bare. Before he can stare at your tits too long you go on tippy toes and peck him on the lips. “Thank you, house keeper!”
A/N: Finally I figured out the problem with the upload issue. I needed to make more paragraphs. I have to put one every 4096 characters... like just say so Tumblr... I had to ask fucking Google AI because Tumblr supports automatic email didn't help ┌∩┐(◕◡◉)┌∩┐ so, sorry for the weird paragraph breaks ._.
In this house Kirara is not fully transitioned yet ovo
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Summary: The Sweet Escape - similar to Netflix and Chill but includes a whole bunch of self-care; always cozy with a bunch of snacks and fun drinks. Note; not always sexual but with Kinji it is!
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He hates to admit it.
Actually, he'd rather die than to admit it.
But he loves this whole beauty fuckery, you two forced upon him one day.
It's not about the products on their own... more so the pampering you and Kirara dedicate him but the glow of his skin is a big fucking plus too.
Like how can you not love the attention and spoiling of hot chicks?
And now it's a constant like Club Night.
You call it Sweet Escape. It includes food, a show, skincare and beauty routine – yeah, that's not the same at all! But there's exceptions! Variables! Like Hair dying, bathing, mani- and or pedicures, stuff you don't always need to do.
And unlike Club Night, Sweet Escape is not always in the evening. It's a rather spontaneous meeting. Depending on whatever shit. He learned that if some show is updating on a specific date, you two are most likely doing it on that day. Sometimes when you are on your period – the first day. And other reasons that he can't really find a pattern behind.
That was kinda his briefing.
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First trial was like this.
He came home from the Gachinko Fight Club and you two were lingering on the couch. You already prepared shit, he noticed. Hair dye and tools on the couch table. Stool near the television and towel draped over it.
Show on Netflix playing on the TV. Drag Race or something like that...
At first he thought: What the actual fuck!
Dudes dressing up as women, sometimes clownish make-up and weird costumes. His girls scolded him for his comments. Said that he was simple-minded – which he's not!
You restarted the season. Season 14 apparently. So he could follow better, while he's waiting for his turn at the salon.
Kirara's dyed bang needed a refresh. And so did his bleached locks.
Hair dying was your specialty!
You separated the dark strands from the faded blue. Gaze focused on her head. You already saw the first episode with Kira, so you just listen in. Your girl was explaining some aspects of drag to the gambler on the couch.
“So it's she/her in drag?”
The ravenette confirmed. And then Kerri Colby came on screen and Kinji was losing it.
“Whoa! Fuck me, she's hot!”
You smirked and saw that Kirara rolled her eyes so heavy it might caused trauma. A snort left you as you put in the color with a nice crinkle of the plastic gloves. You had a feeling that he would like her. On screen played the queen's introduction. A trans woman. He's familiar with that!
He leaned back. “Team Kerri all the way! Give her the crown, no need for the competition!”
Oh, boy! Already yapping...
You're done with the turquoise strand super quick. You clipped the saturated piece in a little curl up on her head and sent her back on the couch. Then you took of the gloves – inside out and threw them on the table. Next!
Now, you waited for Kinji to come over. But he's really into the show it seemed. And it's just the opening of the group. Okay, half the group. The others had their turn next episode.
Magenta eyes were fixated on the screen. He's giving iPad kid. Locked in on the TV and not moving at all.
The mini challenge was a fun photo shoot on a spinning wheel. Circus realness.
“Kinji! C'mon, I wanna sit down at some point!” you whined and stood there like a mother.
Without any response he got up, not blinking, not looking where he's going. Bro even hit the corner of the couch table and didn't make a sound.
He sat down on the stool. In the meantime you mixed the bleach. You combed through his hair and sectioned it with eight clips while he kept mumbling stuff about what's happening on screen.
The sorceress was making eye contact with you like you two made a huge mistake. She loved the show and all it came with it. More so, how you two would spend the time while watching. A fun drink, snacks, cuddles, skincare – you name it. She's not sure about the male energy up in here. It's not like that Kinji was intolerant or something like that. But the man doesn't always think before he speaks...
And he's not all that educated in the topic of LGBTQ+. Long story short, she's worried that he might say things that trigger her or make her look at him in a different light. As of yet he seems overly positive for trans girls. Kira had the feeling it's just for her sake.
But as the good girlfriend you were, you said to her that everything will be fine and that they always could communicate and educate. It's already huge that the blonde accepted the ravenette the way she is!
And now he's here and loosing his shit. Kerri was not doing good in the challenge. You explained to him that this was not important at all, usually it's for picking a team captain or to fill the episode. What counts are maxi challenges and runway looks!
He relaxed and you put on a new pair of plastic protection for your hands and applied the pale blue chemical on his dark roots.
“Any idea what to order? I'm craving something fried...” she mumbled as she scrolled through Uber Eats.
You paused for a moment – thinking. “I know you hate that answer but I'm fine with everything right now.” That made her groan in annoyance. You're not helping with decisions here!
Both of you now waited for the answer of your boyfriend. He's probably the same. “Oh, no! She's bumming. Is rope skipping a talent? It shouldn't be...”
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Ever since his trial on that random Tuesday, he's in on the Sweet Escape!
You discussed the day before that today is bathing on the list. “You guys bath together? Since when, and why wasn't I invited?” he sulked as y'all chilled in bed.
Even for the prep – that means shopping!
So you three go to Lush to find a fun bath bomb and a new lotion. Kinji of course complains about the fragrance in the store but is quickly captivated by the jelly octopus on display, spanking the tester like it's your juicy asses.
Kira and you stand before the bath bombs shelf, looking at all the different baskets.
You gasp. They have a Cinnamoroll one – and Hello Kitty! Kuromi and My Melody are sold out! Vultures! Good for them, you would've bought them all...
The ravenette goes for the pink bomb with stars and moons carved in. It's called Twilight and you giggle at how fitting it is for her.
Of course you take both Sanrio's. Your girlfriend likes them too, enough reason why they have to come home with you.
Speaking of partners. Kinji walks over, having enough from the octopus abuse and looks at the products like a dad would by a car.
Purple eyes look at you, she nudges you and nods at a very specific bath bomb. You snort. Yeah, if he doesn't notice, he's gone blind by all the fumes in here.
“Sex bomb?” he reads out loud and you two laugh at him. So predictable.
He only grunts but takes it anyway! Because why not and he wants to honor your tradition and he's not a wussy, tucking in his tail 'cause you laughed at him. He's a strong character!
“We need a new massage bar!” you remind Kirara and she asks if you want to try a new one. You shake your head. “I liked the last one but if you want a new one, pick one.”
She gets the coconut, vanilla one. The old one, nice!
So you follow Kinji to the cashier. You don't even get to pull out your wallet. He doesn't say anything until you left the store.
First, he takes an over-exaggerated breather. Stop smoking, maybe that'll help?
“I can't believe that I paid 5000 yen for fucking soap 'n shit!” he nags as he sways the brown paper bag, “That should be illegal.” You take his free hand and Kira's. He's always voicing his mood about your shopping sprees but if you want to pay, he always steps in and does it for you. Never change, Kinji!
Afterwards you visit the drug store. The sorceress needs acetone, nail stickers and of course new sheet masks. Funny ones with animal prints!
The blonde stands before the razors. He's thinking about waxing! Not downstairs! His jaw of course!
And Kirara is all fired up on that, since she regularly goes for a Brazilian wax to a studio. She would love to see him being over extra when the pain kicks in.
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Back home is when the real fun starts.
First of all, new role distribution!
Kinji is handling the food order and drinks. He also sets up Netflix and the table.
You take care of the bathroom, preparing towels, candles and stuff.
And Kira is preparing the wax kit in the bath and her manicure station also in the living room.
“We could wax your stubble while we wait for the food!” The sorceress suggests so y'all don't waste any precious time.
The blonde agrees after looking at the app. It's still over 20 minutes 'til the order arrives.
So both join you in the bath. She plugs in the wax heater and turns it on. “Oh, you're doing it now?” you ask while you are about to put the candles away – can't use all of them, unfortunately. Prolly, would give too much of a sacrificial altar this way. Would also be kind of aesthetic tho...
“Uh-huh, food's taking a bit longer.”
While the wax beads melt, you suggest to play Rock, Paper, Scissors in order to find out which bath bomb you should choose.
Turns out, you didn't think this through. Your boyfriend's now in the game and yeah. He of course wins the three rounds and his Sex Bomb is the victor. No Cinnamoroll for you... So up they go into the cupboard.
“That's for laughing at me in the store.” he grins. Yeah... no way that it was Karma... it's just his stupid luck and or mind games. Who knows.
Kirara snorts. She's not upset in the slightest after losing with her Twilight. The girl only wants to remove his five O'clock shadow in the worst way possible.
She pushes him to place his ass on the toilet. You sit down on the edge of the tub, not wanting to miss the show. From the cabinet the ravenette pulls something out.
“Why the fuck do we have baby powder?” A deep frown formed on his forehead. “I use it to set body paint for Halloween.” you chime in with a smile and your girl explains that it's needed before a wax. The oil and fat from your skin prevent it from sticking if not absorbed beforehand.
Kinji is on the edge of sleeping, looking bored as fuck as Kirara holds a PowerPoint presentation over the right amount, technique and aftercare. You imagine that this is what the teacher and other students must have seen in school before he got expelled.
Suddenly he flinches as the hot, gooey product is applied to his jawline. “Ow, too hot!”
“It's not, you snowflake, I tested it on my wrist!”
You snicker. The sorceress is holding his chin and smearing the rest against the hair growth direction with a little spatula.
Same procedure on the other side, chin and a bit of his throat. It cools down pretty quick and Kirara uses her nail slip under the hardened wax to pull up a curve to hold on to. Did his eyes already tear up?
“Are you ready?” she asks with excitement.
The blonde tries to play it down. Well, he doesn't know better. “Was born rea-.” he brags and she rips the wax strip of his face before he's done talking.
He howls and jumps up from the toilet seat. And as fast as he lifted into the air, the faster he sits back down. “Didn't feel shit.” Downplay got a new master, better bow down.
You and Kirara laugh at him with all the love you have for him. God, this dude is such a dork.
“You wanna pull the rest yourself?” she questions and he shakes his head, “Fuck no!”
Your girlfriend waxes him nice and fast. She has the time of her life, while Kinji well... has not. You're just sitting there, enjoying the sitcom.
The blonde blinks tears away as he looks at the result in the mirror. Tiny dots of blood are showing where deep roots got ripped out but he's overall happy with it. At last he doesn't have to shave for a few weeks. Only his sacred mustache will need grooming in the next days.
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After putting on some cream on his now smooth skin, you return in time for the food to arrive at your door.
Kinji goes and brings the paper bag to the table – simple and good sushi.
He also mixed you Swimming Pools, he even made himself one but also put the stupid Hello Kitty sparkling wine you got from god-knows-where and a beer on the table. Fun drinks, right?
“Good job! We are so proud of you!” Kirara coos and makes a half heart gesture with her index and middle fingers.
The gambler snorts, “Your tone says otherwise...” he mumbles as he flops on the couch.
She blows him a raspberry. Guy can't even take a compliment in her puppy voice.
You on the other hand take the remote and the chopsticks in one go. “Plan is: We watch one episode and eat then we go bathe! After bathing we watch until we're tired! Got it?” You don't let them speak, was more for your boyfriend's info then Kira's – she knows how it goes.
“Okay, nice!” you start RuPaul's Drag Race Season 6 because you need to show Kinji what that show was like before hitting mainstream. He doesn't know the shady edits that shaped history! Nowadays, everyone is concerned about their image. We don't talk about the riggory of it all!
“Why don't we start with Season 1?” he asks with a mouth full of tuna sashimi.
Kirara groans and almost chokes on her cocktail. “Don't get me started! They had this awful filter on and overall it was just so bad. The whole production wasn't as polished, which makes sense because it was the beginning of the show and stuff. I didn't really enjoy the early seasons. The judging was awful, some of the queens behavior was questionable and the view of drag was very limited...”
He hums in understanding and watches the screen. “Ah, the girls are split again.” he realizes.
“Yep. That's the first time they did it. Revolutionary!” you grin and take a sip from your drink. He mixed it good. Not too much vodka nor rum, which is surprising.
The episode and time flies by, your stomach is full and you can't wait to have a relaxing bath and then chill the rest of the night in pajamas under the blanket, cuddling with your favorite people.
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Kirara and you stand naked in the bathroom. Clothes already discarded in the laundry basket.
“I feel like, we didn't think it through...” she admits with her hands on her hips as you two look at the beefy mountain that you call boyfriend.
His tall frame is folded in half as he angles his knees to his chest. The tub doesn't have much water in because you don't know how much it will rise if everyone is in. And it seems like you have to take turns... “Pff, plenty of space f you ask me. Wait... are you calling me fat?” he looks at you liked a kicked puppy but you know it's faked. The jab isn't though.
With rolling eyes you cross your arms, “Nobody called you anything!” And he grins. Not the payback he wanted but the message got delivered. Jerk.
“Hush now, it might work like that...” the ravenette mumbles in thought, “Oh my god, I'm a genius. Rather than trying to somehow sit in a triangle, we should lay all in the same direction!” She wanted to sit in a triangle? How? It's not even a corner bath tub...
“Like a sandwich? I like sandwiches.” Kinji chuckles.
You regret inviting him. But you try it nonetheless. So you go over, the blonde spread his angled knees and you prop up on the side and one of his knees and sit down in the puddle and scoot between his legs.
All look at the space left. Not much but at least y'all can bathe.
Kirara steps in, sits down and turns on the faucet. The water is as hot as you can tolerate and you have to laugh at the image the three of you give. She looks over her shoulder, “What's going on?” as she pours in some bubble bath freebie you got from one of the thousand Lush purchases.
“This is so stupid!” you're still laughing. It's so cramped and you swear only ten liters will fit in here.
“Hm... I think we need a bigger tub.” Kinji hums and stretches his long legs as much as he can, which is not very much. Proves his point. ”If we do this more often.”
The sorceress leans back, causing you to lean into your boyfriend's chest. “I believe corner bath tubs are very expensive...” she voices, tapping one of her piercings in thought.
Your boyfriend snorts. Like money matters. Not when he's here!
“Okay, Kira. Hear me out, you genius! What about you go to the other side? Maybe we have more space and less bruises.” you suggest a bit out of breath from the laughing.
She pouts over her shoulder in way that says that you want her gone, which is not the case. But the girl stands up and sits back down facing you and Kinji. He had to get big feet out of the way. You lifted your legs out of the tub on both sides.
“What is this? A gyn consultation?” the sorceress snorts and you wink at her, “If you want it to be.”
The blonde behind you is inhaling to say something. You can guess what it is and bring your legs back down. They join his on either side of Kirara and hers does the same at your sides. Kinji made the smart decision to keep his comment to himself.
It's still tight as fuck but at least you can now place the bath bomb.
He payed for it, so he has the honor of putting it inside. Only for him to take the noun too literate. And he throws it in like a grenade... but softer... you give him that. Probably, because he doesn't have the room for great arm movements.
The splash smacks your girlfriend in the face and chest. Something he also likes but she's not so happy with it.
“Kin!!!”
You punch his knee for it. “What the hell, man?!” Caveman more likely.
“Ow!” He howls and just rolls his eyes, waving you two off. “Chill, nothing you're not used to...”
The water bubbles where the bomb was dropped off and it turns slowly pink. The scent of jasmine fills your nose and some other smells that you can't really name. Overall it's pleasant and you really like the rose buds that come up as soon as they're freed. What a Pinterest aesthetic if this wouldn't be all limbs in the water.
His finger snatch a bud and he slides it against your thigh up to your ribs before putting it on your nipple and leaving it there.
“We definitely need a bigger tub.” He confesses like talking about the weather and fishes for another blossom, “I wanna fuck in here.”
You and Kira exchange glances. Girl telepathy! And after seconds you just laugh again.
“If you clean the mess up afterwards...” And he nods overly excited. He would take a shot of bleach if it meant some special sexy action is going to happen...
A/N: I crash out... I just wanted to upload the whole chapter and again it's an error message... I can't... so I'm gonna wait until tomorrow and pray it'll work again, like with the Shiu x Reader FF
Update: tried it again today (31 May) still not working. Contacted support now, let's see tomorrow :D
You can already read it fully on AO3 here
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“Any idea what to order? I'm craving something fried...” she mumbled as she scrolled through Uber Eats.
You paused for a moment – thinking. “I know you hate that answer but I'm fine with everything right now.” That made her groan in annoyance. You're not helping with decisions here!
Both of you now waited for the answer of your boyfriend. He's probably the same. “Oh, no! She's bumming. Is rope skipping a talent? It shouldn't be...”
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Ever since his trial on that random Tuesday, he's in on the Sweet Escape!
You discussed the day before that today is bathing on the list. “You guys bath together? Since when, and why wasn't I invited?” he sulked as y'all chilled in bed.
Even for the prep – that means shopping!
So you three go to Lush to find a fun bath bomb and a new lotion. Kinji of course complains about the fragrance in the store but is quickly captivated by the jelly octopus on display, spanking the tester like it's your juicy asses.
Kira and you stand before the bath bombs shelf, looking at all the different baskets.
You gasp. They have a Cinnamoroll one – and Hello Kitty! Kuromi and My Melody are sold out! Vultures! Good for them, you would've bought them all...
The ravenette goes for the pink bomb with stars and moons carved in. It's called Twilight and you giggle at how fitting it is for her.
Of course you take both Sanrio's. Your girlfriend likes them too, enough reason why they have to come home with you.
Speaking of partners. Kinji walks over, having enough from the octopus abuse and looks at the products like a dad would by a car.
Purple eyes look at you, she nudges you and nods at a very specific bath bomb. You snort. Yeah, if he doesn't notice, he's gone blind by all the fumes in here.
“Sex bomb?” he reads out loud and you two laugh at him. So predictable.
A/N: I crash out... I just wanted to upload the whole chapter and again it's an error message... I can't... so I'm gonna wait until tomorrow and pray it'll work again, like with the Shiu x Reader FF
Update: tried it again today (June 1) still not working. Contacted support now, let's see tomorrow :D
You can already read it fully on AO3 here
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“Any idea what to order? I'm craving something fried...” she mumbled as she scrolled through Uber Eats.
You paused for a moment – thinking. “I know you hate that answer but I'm fine with everything right now.” That made her groan in annoyance. You're not helping with decisions here!
Both of you now waited for the answer of your boyfriend. He's probably the same. “Oh, no! She's bumming. Is rope skipping a talent? It shouldn't be...”
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Ever since his trial on that random Tuesday, he's in on the Sweet Escape!
You discussed the day before that today is bathing on the list. “You guys bath together? Since when, and why wasn't I invited?” he sulked as y'all chilled in bed.
Even for the prep – that means shopping!
So you three go to Lush to find a fun bath bomb and a new lotion. Kinji of course complains about the fragrance in the store but is quickly captivated by the jelly octopus on display, spanking the tester like it's your juicy asses.
Kira and you stand before the bath bombs shelf, looking at all the different baskets.
You gasp. They have a Cinnamoroll one – and Hello Kitty! Kuromi and My Melody are sold out! Vultures! Good for them, you would've bought them all...
The ravenette goes for the pink bomb with stars and moons carved in. It's called Twilight and you giggle at how fitting it is for her.
Of course you take both Sanrio's. Your girlfriend likes them too, enough reason why they have to come home with you.
Speaking of partners. Kinji walks over, having enough from the octopus abuse and looks at the products like a dad would by a car.
Purple eyes look at you, she nudges you and nods at a very specific bath bomb. You snort. Yeah, if he doesn't notice, he's gone blind by all the fumes in here.
“Sex bomb?” he reads out loud and you two laugh at him. So predictable.
Tags|Warnings: oral - m!receiving; yeah pretty much it in this chap... just giving a nice BJ c:
A/N: In this house Kirara is not fully transitioned yet ovo
Words: ~3100
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You flop down on your bed groaning, still holding the Nintendo Switch Lite in one hand. The other slaps in your face. How long has it been? Minutes? Hours? Yeah, definitely hours!
You played Animal Crossing all day long, determined to catch that elusive blonde squirrel, Marshal. But so far, no luck. Every time you got to see some random ugly ass villager on the deserted islands. And you were starting to get frustrated – like reaaallly frustrated.
With an exasperated huff, you grab your pillow and scream into it, letting out all that pent-up frustration and hate. "Stupid game! Stupid Marshal! Why won't you just show up, you son of a bitch!?" The pillow flies across the room and you glare holes at the Switch screen in anger. About 200 tickets lost. That's fucking 400k Nook Miles. And you only have 3 more tickets...
You grimace. You hate to admit it... but it might be time. Slowly you drag yourself out of bed, frustration still simmering behind your forehead. Kinji's ridiculous luck might be the only way to catch that dumb squirrel. Reluctantly, you make your way to the living room where the Feverish Gambler is vegging out on the couch.
Magenta orbs glance up as you approach, barely registering your presence. He's too busy staring blankly at the TV, while downing a can of beer, looking utterly bored out of his mind. The show he's watching is something mindless and stupid, looked like Love Island - typical of his awful taste.
You clear your throat, trying to muster up the courage to ask. "Uh, Kinji... I, uh... need your help with something." You shift uncomfortably on your feet, already feeling stupid for even bringing it up.
He doesn't even look at you, just grunts in acknowledgment. "Of course you do, if it's about money - don't even bother. Kirara already bled me dry for her shopping spree." His tone is flat and disinterested, clearly not giving a single fuck about whatever you have to say.
You take a deep breath in, steeling yourself about the fact that your bff is shopping without you. Maybe that was the sound in the morning, you didn't really hear because you were so locked in on villager hunting.
"It's...uh... it's about Animal Crossing. I can't catch Marshal, and I thought... maybe your luck could help?" you run down quickly, hoping he won't think too hard about your pathetic request.
Now, he finally glances at you, one eyebrow raised in mild surprise. He looks her up and down, taking in your pouty expression. Then the blonde scoffs, shaking his head. "Animal Crossing? You locked yourself up for that dumb shit?" He sounds incredulous, like he can't believe you're asking him for help with such a boring game. He leans back against the couch, now looking annoyed. "Whatever. What do I get in exchange." He asks as he looked into your eyes.
You close your eyes with irritation. Of course he wants something – like he couldn't just be a nice boyfriend. "I suck you off? Please get me my villager!" you whine with your best puppy dog eyes. Not the best of deals in your mind, since everybody knows that Kirara is way better at blowjobs than you.
Kinji's eyes widen slightly at your offer and a smirk creeps across his face. He leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees as he studies you with an amused glint in those magenta orbs.
"Well now, that's definitely more interesting than whatever I was expecting," he starts "Still, you're sucking at it, yeah pun intended. But generous as I am today, I'm getting you your shitty Marcel." A dark chuckle leave his lips before he shifts his weight, crossing one leg over the other.
"Marshal." you mumble with a cute frown.
He reaches out and flicks your forehead lightly, grinning. "Zero fucks given, babe. Bring me the damn switch."
You rub the skin where he flicked at and pout. But quickly you turn to retrieve my switch lite from your room. As you return he hadn't moved at all, still lounging on the couch like he owns the place - which he in fact does.
When you arrive at the sofa, Kinji reaches out to take the device from your hands. He turns it back on. Your character still stands in the airport. Good, that saves precious time he could waste with bumming around.
"Alright, alright, let's get this over with," he mutters, navigating to speak to the dodo.
He glances at the screen, then back at you with a raised eyebrow. "Don't just stand there." he pats his thigh and you sit down on it.
He clicks through the options, clearly not thrilled about this whole endeavor but going along with it anyway because you asked and now he's promised a BJ.
You watch Kinji's actions like a hawk and your expectations gets higher as soon as the Dodo Airline screen shows.
Your character is walking to the bonfire and-
"That's fucking Ankha! I wanted her but now she doesn't fit on my island anymore..." you say in a sad tone and Hakari side-eyes you like WTF?
Kinji pauses mid-tap on the Switch, looking down then at you with a confused expression. His eyes narrow slightly as he processes what you just said. But it doesn't make any sense in his brain.
"This thing looks familiar.." he mumbles, shaking his head. And now its your turn to WTF him.
"Of course you've seen this porn stuff."
The blonde glances back at the screen where the Egyptian cat is walking with a stupid sad expression by the bonfire, then back at you with a dismissive wave of a hand. "Don't even try me, you've seen that shit too. Now shut it."
He taps the screen again, moving on to the next island. "Shot call: Next try, I have this stupid squirrel!"
Now you kinda want him to fail just to despite him but you also really need that fucker to get Marshal so you can keep building your island.
Kinji feels your weight lean against his shoulder with a sigh, your pout making him roll his eyes. He shifts slightly, adjusting his position on the couch, so you're both sitting more comfortably.
His thumb works the controller with practiced ease as he navigates through the options.
"Fucking hell, this is worse than holding holding the bags when you and Kirara shop." He grumbles, then pauses on the next island. The corner on his mouth rising. "Oh shit... is that him?"
On the screen, a blonde squirrel is standing near the bonfire, looking bored as fuck at a butterfly.
"Finally got you your dumb fucking squirrel." He says with a smirk, not taking his eyes off the screen as he invites him to the island.
"Omg! I love you! But I hate you, but I love you!" you squeal and rip the Switch out of his grip.
Amused by your manic reaction, he leans back and watch you scramble to grab the Switch from his hands. "Easy there, kitty cat. Don't break the damn thing before I get my reward,"
As you push some buttons, Kinji's gaze lingers on your flushed cheeks and lowkey blood-shot eyes, now sparkling with excitement.
"Fucking hell, you're acting like a damn kid on Christmas. It's just a stupid squirrel..." he says, but there's no real bite to his words. He's just enjoying her passion, even if he'd never admit it out loud.
Then he stretches languidly before fixing you with a meaningful look, one eyebrow cocked. "Now, about that reward you promised me... I believe I'm still owed one." He says with a smirk.
You save your game and put the console aside.
"Yeah, yeah, but I don't wanna hear you complain about my blowjob skills, kk?" you say as crouch down before him.
Your boyfriend watches with a smirk as you kneel before him, your earlier excitement replaced by a coy, almost playful expression. He leans back against the couch, spreading his legs slightly to make room for you.
"Hey now, let's not get ahead of ourselves. I never complain, I just...state facts," he says with a shrug.
As you leans in closer, Kinji's smirk widens into a grin, his magenta eyes glinting with anticipation. He's always been one to enjoy the big pleasures in life, and right now, watching you get on your knees for him is definitely one of them.
"Go on then, show me what that pretty mouth of yours can do besides bitching at me all the time," he taunts lightly, already looking forward to feeling those soft lips wrapped around his hardening cock.
"Yeah... right..." you roll your eyes at him and open the button on his jeans.
Kinji lets out a low hum as he feels your fingers working at his zipper, his eyes never leaving your cute face. He lifts his hips slightly, helping you slide down his pants with practiced ease.
"Mmhmm... that's what I'm talking about," he murmurs, his voice dropping lower as the fabric slides down to reveal a growing bulge in his boxers underneath. Don't judge, he needs time to get hard after dealing with your stupid cozy game.
He reaches down with one hand to palm himself through the thin material, giving you a clear view of his growing arousal.
"See what happens when you stop being such a brat?" he teases, though there's warmth in his tone now, a genuine appreciation for when you actually follow through on your promises.
"Pretty sure it would have happened if I'd continue being a brat, idiot." you mumbled under your breath and hooked fingers under his waistband.
Magenta eyes darken as your fingertips touch his skin and he lets out a low hiss of anticipation. His cock springs free as you tug the fabric down - half-hard and growing harder by the second.
"Oh, I don't know, babe... probably would've gotten me even more worked up." he admits with a smirk, his hand moving to your hair as he guides you closer.
With hooded eyes he watches you, his breathing already heavier as you make yourself comfortable between his legs. His fingers thread through your soft strands, a gentle but firm grip that shows he's in control.
"Mouth, hands... fuck, just get those pretty lips wrapped around it already," he mutters, his voice dropping to that rough tone that always gets him what he wants.
Kinji then shifts on the couch, spreading his legs wider to give Reader better access, his cock bobbing slightly in anticipation. He's already imagining the way your tongue will feel against him, how tight and warm your throat will be around his cock and if you'll finish it this time.
"Show me how much of a lucky bastard I am!" he challenges with the biggest grin.
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"Hey, hey, don't listen to Kinji," she cooed softly, poking your cheek as you cuddled. "I mean, sure, you might need some... practice. But you're not THAT terrible. Gimme a sec!"
She stood up, left your room and walked to her bedroom, returning shortly after with a small pink dildo and a bigger black one, along with some other.
"Alright, girlie pop! So... wanna learn?" Kirara bit her lip, clearly excited as she plops down on the bed. "I've been dying to show you how it's done. And you're way too cute to keep suffering out there."
She grabbed your hand and guided you upward to sit on the bed properly, the dildos arranged in front of you both on the blanket. You hummed in defeat.
"First rule—don't use your teeth unless he wants it rough. Second rule—tongue is your best friend." She picked up the smaller pink dildo and demonstrated, running her tongue along its length slowly. "See? Nice and wet, not like... bite, bite, spit." She made exaggerated biting motions with her mouth on the wet silicone.
You looked at her with the most offended expression. "I don't chew on it like a dog toy!!! I bit it slightly because he pushed to far in!" you whined with defense.
Kirara couldn't help but giggle at your reaction, her star-shaped purple eyes sparkling with mirth. She reached out to playfully poke your puffy lower lip, her manicured nail lightly grazing your skin.
"Aww, don't be like that, silly! I'm just teasing you." she said softly, her voice taking on a playful lilt. "I know you wouldn't chew on it like a doggy toy. That's not what I meant, okay? But Kin-chans would surely learn that his actions have consequences..."
She set the dildo down on the bed and took your hands in hers, giving them a gentle squeeze. Kirara's thumbs caressed the backs of your hands soothingly as she continued.
"Listen, babe... sometimes guys can get a little too... eager, yeah? And they might push too hard without meaning to. It's not your fault." She smiled warmly at you in understanding. "But don't worry, we'll practice until you're a pro at handling... any size."
She winked playfully and picked up the medium-sized black dildo, holding it up for Reader to see. "Here, watch closely... The key is to start slow and build speed. Nice and easy, just like this..."
The sorceress demonstrated a slow, sensual lick along the shaft, from base to tip. Her tongue swirled around the head teasingly before she took the tip into her mouth and sucked gently, her cheeks hollowing slightly.
"And remember, always mind your teeth," She flashed a quick smile, remembering how Kinji freaked out when you bit him. "You don't want to accidentally scrape him with them. Trust me, he won't like that very much."
"Yeah...noticed. I mean, I tried to... but he still didn't like it. Prolly because I don't get even half in before I choke and pause." you sighed annoyed with pink cheeks.
Kirara's expression softened with genuine sympathy and reached out to gently cup your cheek, running her thumb along your jawline in a comforting gesture.
"Oh, right." she murmured softly, shifting closer to you on the bed until your thighs were touching. "That's actually pretty common, you know? Not everyone can deepthroat like they're in a porno. You're doing great just... well, trying your best."
She picked up the smaller pink dildo again, holding it up. "But you know what? We can work on your technique. It's not just about how far you can go—it's about rhythm, suction, and using your hands too." Kirara demonstrated, wrapping one hand around the base of the dildo and the other around the shaft. "See? You use your hands to guide it, to control the pace..."
The sorceress leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper as she brought the dildo near your face. "And here's a secret trick—if you're worried about choking, you can try this..." She positioned the dildo at your lips, angling it upward slightly. "Point your tongue down, like this..." She demonstrated with her own mouth, sticking out her pierced tongue. "It keeps your throat more open. You'll get better with practice, I promise."
"Okay..." you said still a bit sceptic and took the dildo from her. "Let me try."
You kissed the tip of the silicone and made it wet with your saliva, before taking it in your mouth and suck.
Purple eyes lit up with genuine excitement as she watched you take the toy into their mouth, her own lips curling into a pleased smile. She leaned back on her hands, positioning herself to get a good view.
"Mmm, that's it! Good start!" she encouraged, her voice warm with approval. Focused on every movement, studying your technique with genuine interest. Maybe she should have volunteered to be the practice subject as it stirred inside her pants.
As you sucked on the pink dildo, Kirara reached out to gently stroke your hair, her fingers threading through the strands soothingly. "Remember what I said about your tongue? Try pointing it down like I told you..."
Kirara's hand moved from your hair to your cheek, cupping your face gently. "And don't worry about how deep you go—focus on the suction and rhythm. Like this..." Her hand curling around yours on the toy, demonstrating the up-and-down motions like Hakari would thrust into your mouth. "Nice and steady. You've got this, baby, juuusst..."
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"like that..." Kinji grunts, his voice strained with pleasure as he feels your mouth work around him. Wet lips meet his sensitive cockhead, the slickness making everything slide smoother. His fingers tighten in your hair instinctively, pulling you closer for a moment before he forces himself to relax. So a certain incident doesn't happen again.
The slick sounds of your sucking mixed with fast strokes of your hand create an intoxicating symphony that makes him want to buck his hips.
Half-lidded eyes watch you, appreciating how eager your are to please him. His breathing grows heavier, chest rising and falling with each bob of your head. One hand grips the couch cushion while the remains tangled in your strands, not pulling but just... there, a reminder of his presence.
"Mmh... you're suddenly fucking good at this," he admits between ragged breaths, a finger curling a lock, gently encouraging you to take more of him. "Keep it up, babe."
His cock throbs in your mouth, pre-cum leaking steadily now and mixing with your saliva. Kinji's eyes roll back slightly as he keeps fighting the urge to thrust deeper, wanting to last but also wanting to feel every inch of her tight throat around him and if you could manage this time.
Magenta eyes flutter open as he feels you really getting into it, your tongue working him over with renewed vigor – humming while doing so, eyes closed like you're enjoying it more like him. Damn, it's like you have been switched out.
"Shit..." *he mutters under his breath. This needs evidence! So he cautiously grabs his phone, unlocking it and angling the camera to capture a good view of you drooling on his cock. Muscle memory unlock Kirara's chat without really looking, already attaching the clip.
The blonde hits send and put the phone aside, while his other grips your hair a bit tighter, not enough to hurt but enough to keep you in place. His hips start to move on their own, shallow thrusts that make her gag slightly but only seem to encourage you more.
Kinji side-eyes the video preview on his screen with satisfaction, knowing Kirara is probably going to lose her mind seeing this. The thought alone sends a fresh jolt of pleasure through him, making his dick twitch harder in your mouth.
"Fuck yeah... I'm getting close, babe" he grunts, his voice thick with lust and eyes closing in bliss.
Not for long and they shot open as he feels your surprisingly skilled hands massage that sensitive spot between his balls and base, combined with the increased suction of your cheeks hollowing. His cock throbs harder inside your mouth.
"Ahhh fuck, yes—" he groans, his voice breaking as his balls tighten. He can feel it building, that familiar tension coiling in his core.
Long fingers gripping your hair not roughly but desperately, guiding you to keep going. His other hand grips the couch cushion so hard his knuckles turn white.
"Shit, I'm gonna—" he warns, his hips stuttering as he tries to hold back that final thrust. But your mouth is just too good, the combination of her tongue, hands, and the wet slurping driving him crazy and finally over the edge.
Kinji's eyes shoot wide open as he hears the keypad beep, but it's too late—Kirara's already standing in the doorway, her eyes landing exactly where they shouldn't.
"Oh FUCK—" *he starts to pull back, but his release hits before he can fully separate from your mouth. Thick ropes of cum splatter across your tongue and face as you turn your head to the door.
You freeze, eyes going wide with shock, some jizz landed right on your cheek, dripping down to your chin. Your lips are still glistening with saliva and his seed. Well... that's kind of embarassing...
Kinji throws his head back in silence, tucking himself back into his pants with slow movements, a hand runs through his hair. God, what awful timing, Hoshi!
"Kirara, I—fuck, you're back early..." he mumbles. His usual composure is completely gone. You frown at him.
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he sorceress' expression shifts from skepticism to something unreadable as she takes in the scene: you on her knees, covered in Kin-chan's cum. She closes the door behind her with a heel and puts her shopping bags down.
"Well... I gotta say, this is a new low even for you two." she begins with an amused smirk, crossing her arms. "Starting without me and teasing me with a short video."
"Video?!" you lowkey scream at Kinji and slap his thigh hard, "You motherfucker!"
Part 2 here
Pairing: Kong Shiu x F!Reader (Toji's ass flirting with you at any given chance)
Tags: corn with feelings, p in v, riding, reverse cowgirl
Words: ~3000
Part 1 here!
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After another 30 minutes of Toji subtle and not so subtle asking if he can stay with you, and you more and more aggressively refusing, it's time that he finally leaves.
You packed Megumi's backpack shortly after dinner and it felt horrible. Imagine you'd sent your child off to college and you won't see them for a long time. That's what you're feeling right now!
The boy and you go to the entrance and help him with his shoes. You know that he doesn't need help with the velcro but you do it anyway. Jesus, your child is leaving! Get the mothering out of your system before it's too late!
On the other side, Toji and Shiu are just ogling your ass. Gazes practically drilling a new hole in it as you put the little shoes on even smaller feet.
Then you straighten up and you awkwardly stand there. And for once the former Zen'in reads the room right.
“Say goodbye to auntie!” he encourages, nudging his kid by his small shoulders.
You crouch down again and hug the boy. What's that? Water in your eyes? Blink them tears away fast! Trying not to cry is always such a hassle...
“Goodbye, auntie.” he hugs you back shortly. Aww, he sounds so devastated. Poor little guy! If you could, you would adopt him. But that's out of the possibility. Also your man didn't approve and probably won't either. “Goodbye, Megumi...” you hold back the urge to kiss the top of his head.
And Toji has to ruin this special moment by opening his mouth. “Thanks, mama. Let me stay soon, yeah?” Ugh! No way. Nada. Never.
You stand back up, glaring at his stupid smug face. “Definitely no!” And with that you shove him out the door, “Byesies, Megumi.” and shut it with momentum.
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After the Fushiguros left your loft a deep, sad feeling settled in your gut. It's going to be weird tonight not to brush your teeth next to Megumi, who needed to stand on a step stool to really reach over the sink.
You tidy up the kitchen to scrub the sadness away. Damn, you really like that kid. And it pains you to know that he's with Toji again. To abandon the little guy at a highway service area would be a better life, better than staying with that asshole, you think.
As you rinse the dirty dishes, you hear your man coming into the kitchen. The smell of nicotine hanging on him like a cheap perfume.
He comes up and hugs you from behind, kissing your cheek.
“You look sad? Already missing the little fella?”
You purse your lips and continue to rinse the food leftovers off the plates. “Nope.”
“Liar.” he huffs amused and kisses your neck. “You'd be good mom, no doubt.”
A sigh leaves your lips, “We already talked about this, mister.” No children as of yet.
Shiu's hands wander over belly under your breasts, rubbing the underside of them. More kisses to your neck and shoulder. “I know, misses, but that doesn't mean we can't practice making some.”
Despite your eyes rolling, you're having a hard time not to snicker. This man...
...knows the drill and stops his affection with a peck to your cheek. Then he takes the rinsed dishes and puts them in the dishwater.
In the meantime, you clean the table. Humming a tune while doing so and after finishing the task, you throw the wet cloth into your husbands neck with a dull sound. He turns around with a confused look.
“Meet me in the bathroom in 5 for practice!” you giggle and run out the door.
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In record time you set up the bath.
Bubbles laying on top of the water like a thick, foamy blanket. The water so hot that wads of steam fill the room. It's so humid that the mirrors and window are already fogging up.
You're in the middle of undressing, when the door opens and Shiu trots in with a bottle of sparkling wine and two glasses.
“If I drink another glass I might pass out.” you claim and pull the socks from your feet. Already naked. He came too late to the show, or you speedrunned...
Your man sets everything down on the edge of the corner bathtub, where you used to put candles until one day, you knocked one over. And boy was it hard to clean the wax from the ceramic!
Long fingers already unbutton his shirt, “Don't worry, it's the non-alcoholic my sister brought as housewarming gift.” revealing a toned chest with few hairs.
You frown as you sit down in the water. “That was ages ago! Where did you find it?” Taking the beverage and fill the glassware for you both.
The white textile flies towards the laundry basket with a snort. “ Found it under the staircase, when I put the sleeping bag there. Knocked it over and caught it like the skilled man that I am.” He winks at you as he unbuckles his belt, unbuttons his slacks and pulls down the zipper. You catch a glimpse of the navy boxers before he tugs everything down in one go.
An audible huff leaves through your nose at his bragging. You angle your legs, so he has space as he steps inside the tub. A hiss. “Hot.” “Like me.” you grin up at him, ogling his lean muscles, happy trail and flaccid cock with a glass in hand. Two can play that game. He chuckles and sits down on the opposite, water level and bubbles rising.
When he's settled, he takes the other foggy glass, you filled moments earlier, and clink it together with yours. Both of you take a sip. It's okay for wine without alcohol. Nothing special but at least sweet.
“We can babysit Megumi again if you miss him too much.” he proposes, “Toji certainly won't complain.”
Your eyebrows shoot up and quickly furrow. “Oh, he will! He'd like the roles reversed, I'm pretty sure.”
Shiu laughs, “Hm... I can't imagine him cuddling you on the couch. At least not the way you and the boy do...”
“Ew! Let Gumi out of this. My pure baby! I don't won't his father anywhere near me!” you pout and take a big gulp of the drink.
Your husband just smirks but doesn't comment. His face says everything.
“What?”
“Nothing.”
You're about to throw your drink at him. And he can see it in your face and in the way your fingers twitch around the glass stem.
Before you let your intrusive thought win, he taps against your knee, “Miss Kong, you can't fool me. I'm a former detective and notice a lot of behavioral patterns and of course lies!” he let his fingers wander down your shin, “ And you may not like his character but you like when he's flirting with you.”
Your cheeks blush and you can't even blame it on the alcohol! Damn...
You sigh annoyed. “And I think, you like it that I like it. His character is trash but he's attractive, no way to deny it.” You lean back against the cool ceramic, legs stretching not all the way and your husband grasp your calve.
He smirks smitten. “Not gonna lie, it kind of turns me on, how he makes you fluster.” Dark eyes darken even more at the recall of several incidents in the past. The best is, when Toji cornered you against the counter. You looked up at him with that fed up spark in your eyes and tried to push him away. But you had no chance against the Sorcerer Killer and he leaned down to whisper something filthy in your ear, making you bite your lips in that super sexy way that always makes him weak.
Shiu fucked you at the same spot that night, he came at least thrice and you even more. The kitchen floor had to be mobbed afterwards – that says a lot.
Your eyes roll at his tour on memory lane and you move your other leg to his crotch, “Are you getting hard?”
“I thought I should come ready for practice...” he chuckles as the soft, hot sole of your foot makes contact with his erection. And ready he is. For good measure you rub against him, toes feeling up the hard flesh, making him breathe out of his nose loudly.
The hand that holds your calve let's go and grasp your exploring ankle instead. And he just palms the back of your tootsie against him, letting it just rest there. He finishes his glass and puts it away next to the more than half empty bottle.
Then he waves you over with a “Come over here.” Shiu lets go of your foot and you spin and push away from the other end. Slowly, you slide between your legs until your back leans against his chest and you instantly mold into him.
Long fingers trace over your thigh in funny patterns until they reach your mound and slide between your lips. A satisfied hum rumbles through him. Already wet, not just from the water.
He strokes through your folds, catching your clit with every withdrawal, making you gasp. The last rest of the wine makes it into your mouth and you set it aside to its twin.
You turn your head and Shiu immediately kisses you. It's soft and loving as always at the start. Soon his fingers make it inside of you, getting bolder and bolder. So do his kisses. Tongue sliding into your mouth as soon as you open it from moaning. The faint taste of smoky tobacco and sweet sparkling wine stroke your taste buds, while clever finger tips are scissoring you open.
Tiny moans are swallowed by his hungry mouth and you bite his bottom lip, dragging it a bit with you as you wiggle against his erection. The cue! His digits leave your wet channel but not without a playful slap to your pussy. Tiny water drops landing on your chest and stomach in the process.
You sit upright and brace yourself on the sides of the tub to heave your hips up. Shiu guides his tip to your entrance and you slowly sink down.
When you sit down on him completely you sigh in pleasure. Damn, you missed this! And so did he. Immediately, his hands catch your hips and direct you up and down his length, helping you set a pace. Your hands now on either side of his body, trying not to slip away with the growing movement. He kisses your shoulder, mustache tickling the hot and damp skin.
The bath tub is slowly becoming a wave pool. Water crashing on your body like waves on the shore, gifting you a weirdly good sensation on your exposed clit.
Your husband's hands wander over your abdomen, belly and ribs up to your shaking breasts. Weighing them and giving them a good squeeze, before full on kneading them. Your moans turn higher as he grants your nipples the same treatment. Limbs start to struggle with the effort of holding you up. Muscles in your arms start to twitch and your feet are trying their best not to slip on the smooth ceramic.
Shiu stops as soon as he notices and he slips out of you. “Getting weak, huh?” he teases and you look over your shoulder with a pout. “I'm not getting younger.” you defend yourself and he chuckles as he gestures you to turn fully to him again. As you do he says, “Same here.” and pulls you into his lap, so you could ride him like you're used to.
“Tell me when your old knees are hurting.” he jokes and you squeeze his dick too hard in return as you put it inside of you again. “Tell me when I break your pelvis, old man.” you counter and support yourself on his shoulders. Then you start to grind on him the way you like it the most. Deep and slow. Also better for your bathroom floor, since your floor mat is already soaked.
His snort quickly transforms into a grunt and he melts into the curve of the tub, hands finding your hips again and massaging the tissue as he close his eyes in bliss. “Fuck, I missed this.” he confesses and leans forward, a hand press against your back, the other still supports your movements. Wet kisses are placed on your sternum and you throw your head back when his lips find your nipple giving it a harsh suck.
A hand tangles in his short black hair, gripping it tight the way he likes best. In the meantime he's sharing his attention with your other breast before he kisses your jaw and moves your chin down to meet him. Teeth clank together but it only fuels the passion between you two. You bite his tongue and he sucks yours in his mouth before letting it free. “I'm close..” he rumbles against your jawline and your hips automatically grind a little harder on him. Your clit grate with the right angle on his pubic bone and your moaning shakes. “Me too.”
The humid air and the heat makes your head spin with every inhale. Cheeks hot and beads of sweat roll down your face and blend into the water droplets on your collar bone, only to get lick away by a thirsty mouth.
Shiu's hands return to your hips as he leans back again. His feet seek support at the other end of the tub. No problem for the big guy. And he starts to pound into you from below. Water splashes in all directions and the waves get dangerously close to the edges again.
But you don't care, you only want the sweet release and you want it now. One hand left his chest and goes to your breast, stroking the underside before reaching for your nipple.
Your husband takes care of the other as his hand wanders up to pinch the hardened bud and reward you with a slap to the flesh. You bite back a high moan but it's useless as you reach your peak. Pulse throbbing in your clit causing your channel to flutter around the pounding cock.
“Cumming!” you announce at the same time as he fucks his load into your cervix. “Shit!” he groans and slows his thrust to the point where he just grind your hips down onto him. When he's sure, you rode out your climax he brings your face with both of his grippers to his. Soft kisses rain on your lips and you giggle when his mustache tickles your cupids bow.
“You drained me.” he groans wounded and presses his hand to his chest. You swat at him and let him slip out of your pussy. “You sure? Looks like a heart attack to me, old man.” you grin as you feel his cum leak out.
He pinches the bridge of his nose, “I should've have made that joke. You're not letting that go soon, huh?”
“Nope!” you laugh and grab your body wash. Only to get it snatched away. Your gaze softens even more. Shiu Kong, King of aftercare! He pours a good amount of it on his hands and lathers it up. Then he reaches for your shoulders and chest, stroking your breasts and sternum down your ribs and belly. You lift your hips as much out of the water as your knees allow and he inspects his watery work. It's thin now but it runs thicker out of you. “Damn, what two weeks can bank up.”
You roll your eyes and shake your head. This man...
He continues to clean you, being extra gentle on your abused pussy. Softly stroking between the lips and catch every drop of ejaculate. After finishing he scoops up some water to rinse your body. Finally you can sit back down. Poor knees red from the pressure. “You want your hair washed?” he asks suddenly.
For a second you think about it but it's too late and you're really tired. “Nah, I just wanna sleep.” you smile at him tiredly. “Then off you go. I need to go and mob here. Next practice needs to be in bed...” he mumbles as he washes himself, “Be careful when you step out.”
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While you were asleep:
“I think she is this close,” Shiu shows a tiny gap between thumb and index finger, “to call Youth Welfare Service on you.”
That makes the Fushiguro laugh. Your husband frowns. That's actually not funny 'cause you're rather serious about it. “I know you're a father for the first time but at least you try. So why do you keep on acting like you neglect the boy?” As ex-detective he of course has a few notions about his friend's behavior but it is always good to let them explain themselves first before confrontation.
“She pities him and cares for him more or did she not?” Toji leans back in his chair and crosses his foot over his knee, “C'mon, she also bought him clothes because I just packed a shirt and shorts.”
He then taps his temple, “Genius move if you ask me. I bet the next time I ask you to babysit the boy, Ma will welcome him with open arms!”
A little silhouette appears in front of the frosted glass. Hand reaching upwards to the door handle.
“There's my son!”
Green eyes look as apathetic as the first day. Boy is not happy.
But Shiu gives Toji the point. On the other hand he's sure that the man forgot his own son's name...
At least he tries...
Pairing: Kong Shiu x F!Reader
(Toji's ass flirting with you at any given chance)
Tags: domestic fluff, later smut ;)
Words: ~3000
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Chicken stripes? Check.
Cut and peel ginger, chives and garlic? Check.
Put rice in the cooker? Check.
Marinade the chicken? Check.
You hear the key clicking in the door lock. Tell-tale indicator that your husband is coming home.
What's funny is that he immediately calls out to you from the living room.
"Honey, do you remember our agreement? Once the quarter we don't ask questions about a certain topic."
You stop seasoning the sauce for moment. Oh god... what now? Right, you're not supposed to ask.
"Yeah, I remember!" you yell back and keep going with the cooking.
When he enters the kitchen, you ears pick up another pair of footsteps. And you turn around. Behind the kitchen isle black, spiky hair peaks up. You step closer to look over the edge. Big green eyes that look up to you in a droopy, almost bored manner.
"That's a child." you state blankly. Internally you're freaking out. What the fuck, Shiu?!
"It's very hard not to question anything, right now." Like... did he kidnap this cute fella?
Your husband shrugs with his shoulders. Guess you have to live with it.
He comes over to you and smooches you like he just remembered his usual way of greeting you.
"Introduce yourself, little man."
The kid doesn't go up to you, remains where he stands. "I'm Megumi Fushiguro."
Fushiguro! You close your eyes and sigh in defeat. Motherfucking Toji... if you catch that bastard, you make sure he isn't able to produce any more children.
Boy is way too apathetic for a what- 4 or 5 year old? Concerning. But understandable with this kind of a father.
You stir the pot. Literally, not metaphorical. Just the food.
Then you walk over to him and bow down a bit, hands on your thighs for balance. "Hi, Megumi." you tell him your name and ask, "Do you like chicken with ginger?"
"No." Comes immediately from him and you stand up straight again. Being a little shit is inheritable you figure out.
Shiu laughs and sits the boy on the bar at the kitchen isle. “I'll be right back.” Then he leaves to arrange the bedding.
When he comes back for dinner, the boy sits exactly like before. Megumi is just watching you or he disassociates, who knows for sure.
Your husbands takes plates and places them in front of you, so you could place the food on them. After that he goes and brings cutlery for you all.
While eating Shiu decides to give more info.
"Megumi is staying until Toji comes back from his job."
You shake your head, still in disbelief that this guy got hired by anyone. Irresponsible as he is.
"And the boy can sleep in the cupboard under the stairs. I put a sleeping bag in there."
You let your fork drop to the floor and you pick it up quickly. "Shiu! He's not Harry Potter! He sleeps in the guest room! You know, the one we have for guests?! Since we're talking about Toji, Megumi will be here a while, I'm sure." Hopefully that asshole will show up again. Not completely out of the question that this guy is just buying milk.
Your husband lifts his hands in defense. "Alright. Just thought about your family, if they come to visit us last minute once again. Don't want them to see him. You know... they'll ask questions. Plus! They'll pester us again about having children without doubt."
Yeah, it makes kind of sense. “Don't say it in front of him.” you hiss and turn to the blank faced boy, “You're welcomed here.” you turn your head back to Shiu, “If it happens, I'll say that we already have a guest. Period.” Your man shrugs with his shoulders. Of course, you'll do it. Like the last two times where you didn't even had someone occupying it and you couldn't lie your way out. People pleaser...
He'd do it right away, to his parents too. See it's not just your family!
Megumi pushes the chicken back and forth. He really doesn't like chicken it seems, or is it the ginger?
"Megumi, you need to eat at least something. The rice maybe? You can't dislike rice, you're Asian."
"Wow, I married a racist..."
You give him a death glare. Not the time to strain your nerves.
The boy shakes his head. "...smells funny."
It's the ginger...
Okay, time for the big guns. You take the fork gently out of his little hand and pick up the chicken. Then you make a flying motion with it, "Here comes the plane~"
But the plane crashes against his closed lips. What had Toji done to this poor child?
Shiu tries to contain his laughter. Clearly having a blast and not helping.
You sigh. That's why you don't have a child. Well... one of the reasons...
What do you do now? Let him starve?
“Wait, 'til he gets hungry enough. Beggars can't be choosers.” Your man says as he takes a swig of his beer.
Amazing parenting...
You stop Megumi from wiping his mouth with his sleeve.
Then a little tongue peeks out to lick away the sauce on his lips. Green eyes opening up and a little sparkle appears. Oh?
You lift up the fork again, chicken still pierced on it, certainly not hot anymore and you bring it to his mouth again. Without the plane play. The failure made you low-key insecure and you can't handle another rejection. Also Shiu would hold it up against you. So big no no.
Anyway, this time the boy accepts the food and he takes the cutlery himself.
“Smells funny, tastes delicious.” Shiu snorts, “Just like-” But he stops the joke before he regrets it.
You ignore it for everyone's sake, just relieved that the next Fushiguro in line finally eats. Or more like shoving it down. Wow... he must've been really hungry.
“Can I have more?” he asks not even finished with his plate.
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Ever since this evening, the cutie patootie got obsessed with ginger.
And god, you love him for that. Because you finally got to declutter your snack drawer, which was overflowing with self-made candied ginger treats, that Shiu's mother always brought – that neither of you liked by the way...
But your adult palate can't handle it anymore. Your husband already complained that you're spoiling the brat with food and not him. Like this man wouldn't survive only on cigarettes and a slice of cheese.
“Okay, I'm going grocery shopping. See you in a bit.” you inform the boys while putting on your coat and shoes.
Shiu comes in from the balcony – ciggy break over – and flops on the couch, feet up. Megumi is sitting in front of it watching TV. A documentary about earth and animals. Educational, 'cause you're better than Toji, but the standard isn't high. You doubt that the man even owe television and a cable contract. But you would still doubt that he even has an apartment, if your husband didn't confirm otherwise. Maybe he's just covering him...
So off you go to get all the stuff for the week. Shiu volunteered to do it. Usually you both do it together, unless something within his work comes up. But you're in need of a bit me-time.
The sudden appearance of a child in life is straining. You really like Megumi, such an easy and manageable child but he sure isn't normal...
And the adaptation takes a lot. You and Shiu don't drink wine and beer like you used to, he doesn't smoke as much but you're sure he does twice as much at work. You have to do more laundry after buying the kid more to wear. He had like two sets of extra clothes in his backpack. Shirts and shorts... it was motherfucking autumn!
However, the main problem here is that you can not be very intimate with your husband. This man does not really care that, and, or what the kid might see and hear but you do!
“Honey, Toji's the dad, he certainly knows worse...”
No need to traumatize Megumi any further!
So the grocery shopping break lets you breath from all the undercover seducing and chores. Well.. the other chores...
Anyways, you put in your earphones and take the cart. The music makes it more enjoyable and you look at your list. Today's dinner is sushi – homemade. Fushiguro Jr. can eat pickled ginger with it, so he's happy! You decide to make a roll with cream cheese and salmon, so your man is happy and you can make your own favorite maki – three birds with one stone killed!
After more than half an hour you got everything and more for the rest of the week and make your way home.
Only to get the scare of a lifetime!
A giant white cloud of fur jumps in your face as soon as you entered the apartment – barking a greeting with a whipping tail.
“Why are there two giant dogs in my living room!?!” you scream in surprise after almost dropping the plastic bags. The animal runs back to the couch next to Megumi, playing victim by your hysteria. Even hiding it's face under a big paw.
Shiu still lingers on the couch, book in hand, not bothered by shit as the boy is cuddling with the black dog and petting the returned one – looking a bit in distress because of your outburst. Dogs are the same. Ears back and tails tucked in.
“Boy is in fact Harry Potter.”
“Ha ha!” And you don't mean it in a funny way.
Your husband stands up to help you with the groceries. “Zen'in technique. You know Jujutsu Sorcery.” Oh, so they must be shinigamis... or whatever it's called...
Right, you heard the name before. One of the big three families. Awful clan!
A heavy sigh left your lips, “At least they won't pee at my plant pots, won't they?” You ask the boy. Does he even know? Glare wandering to Shiu. He says not to worry – so he's not sure either!
Dinner goes as usual. You cook, your husband tries to help but ends up just setting the table by your order. Megumi is the only anomaly – but not unwelcome. Most of the time he busies himself with scribbling but today he plays with his Shikigamis.
While eating you look at him. “You need to bath.” Green eyes, not as stern as on the first day here, look at you. “Can my dogs come, too?” They don't have names?
“No.” - “ Yes.”
Shiu chuckles at that and you scoff. “You know what? Fine. You agreed, you can watch over them.” Smug smirk faltering on his face. And it transplants over to yours. Checkmate.
Bathing duty successfully avoided!
Good measure! Because an hour later the Korean comes back full of wet spots and is so tired that he doesn't even try to get into your pajamas for once.
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Days go by. Dogs come and go as Megumi pleases. And you're wonder if he truly knows how to summon them or if it's coincidence. Maybe his talent is natural...
What's unnatural is that the boy has trouble sleeping. Not as often, since he's here – but still.
So he's frequently napping after lunch.
No exception today!
It's rainy outside. Distant thunder and lightning fills the living room. Thank god, he's not scared of that! And on the TV another documentary is explaining the consequences of climate change that you mindlessly watch.
You scratch the white dog's head that laid on the floor. In your head you named him Shiro and his twin Kuro. Black and White – made sense! You're such a genius! Get that Doctor title, girl!
On your chest lies the little cutie. He's out cold now and your eyes also gets droopier with every passing second. The kid is like a too short weight blanket! You noticed that the dogs disappear when he's not awake.
You don't know how much time passed when you wake up and hear beer bottles clink faintly.
Rubbing your eyes you look at the clock above the fish tank that gets too much attention on some days from your hubby - 17:56 PM
Oh shoot!
Megumi is not with you anymore. So you stand up and walk to the kitchen. And you groan...
He's here. You'd recognize that stupid, sexy voice everywhere.
“Bring me a coke!” Toji commands, voice content. Oh, he's in a good mood. Amazing. That means you're fucked! Not in a good way... This man is a menace. Actually, regardless in what mood he is.
Wait!
He's talking about your coke! The kind of fun drink that's only for you! No sharing!
But then an angel steps up!
“No, that's auntie's!” Gumi! Absolute king! You owe him your life!
You step inside the kitchen, while your husband is laughing at his buddy and the little man.
“That's right! Drink beer and choke on it.” you greet him with all your annoyance.
The former Zen'in purse his lips. He doesn't like alcohol and you know it. Because apparently even alcohol doesn't wanna be with that loser.
“So mean, Mama. Can I at least stay for dinner?”
You close your eyes for a moment and sigh loud. A headache is already creeping up your temple. You move over to Megumi who had to play waiter for the men. Slender finger comb through the dark fluffy hair. “You can stay a bit but don't know if you get food.”
Silently, he stands up and walks up to you. Green eyes looking down at you. Your brows furrow as he pulls a bundle of bills out of his pocket. Not even a wallet – fitting.
Money is being shoved inside the collar of your shirt by big, long fingers. And you swat him. He chuckles. This fucking sound always did unwanted things to you. Asshole.
You pull out the bills.
35000 Yen.
God, luck is truly with the stupid.
“For playing sexy auntie to my kid.” Ew! The boy stands right next to you! Does he not have a filter? Or a muzzle?
“You get 5000 more if I get the coke and something nicely cooked.” he coaxes with a grin.
Eyes wandering from the jerk to your hubby. Only to find him smirking like an idiot. Sometimes you think it turns him on, how Toji is behaving towards you. Actually – you know it. There's no room for doubt.
You push the Fushiguro by his chest and turn away to look inside the fridge. “You get something but no coke!”
He slips the bill inside your back pocket and gives your ass a light slap.
“Love it, when you talk dirty to me, Mama.”
“She is not your mama!” Megumi points out with a frown at his father. And the men laugh again, you would too if the situation wouldn't be so awkward for you.
How long would it take to freeze to death with just the head inside the fridge?
(ﾉ>ω<)ﾉ :｡･:*:･ﾟ’★,｡･:*:♪･ﾟ’☆
Dinner is a nightmare. Everything is that involves Toji.
It's so bad that you needed a glass of wine and you already nurse another right now!
Megumi is quieter than usual. Sometimes he explains to you random animal facts or asks questions about whatever occupies his brain. Even playing memory or cards afterwards but not today. No casual scribbles either and no Divine Dogs.
Maybe he knows that his time here might be over soon. And he has to go with his dad back to whatever wreck of a home he can afford.
Shiu and Toji are talking about a new job. They're keeping it vague in front of you. And the topic is quickly pushed off.
“Nice loft! Fairly expensive. Shiu can't cover that alone. What are you working, Ma?”
“Babysitting evidently.” you jab at him. Why is your job suddenly important?
“Don't answer him. He's after women with money.” Shiu chimes in, “Keep looking. She's mine.”
Toji leans back in the chair before straightening up and serving himself another plate of pasta. “If you ever had enough of that guy, hit me up.” he grins in a boyish manner.
Your husband crosses his arms, lips in a thin line before giving a corner rises slightly. Did his eyebrow just twitch?
You snort. “Tch. I'd only hit you.” you mutter under your breath. You love Megumi but his mother must have been blind and deaf to like this man.
“Don't threat me with a good time.”
Last part here!
I know the majority of you don't care, but I like to address something. I'm diagnosed with depression and social anxiety disorder (I'm also trying to get tested on AuDHD which is really difficult here :c).
And to cope with that my therapist suggested me to write again (I've done ffs in my mother tongue as a cringy teenager and stopped ages ago 'cause I hated smut parts in my language lol) And she was like, try it in English then. And I started round about a year ago with English ffs.
Don't get me wrong I kind of liked it. But soon the usual problems came up. I started to overthink my skills - writing as it is and the grammar etc. And I was not satisfied with what I created. I can't read my own stuff for too long, otherwise I just want to delete it.
I hate how I stick to my safety behavior even with a 'trivial' hobby. The sentences are always build the same, 'cause I know this might be right. (I know there are at least a dozen mistakes in it nonetheless.) But it's the reason I could go on. It's weird, how I read so much ffs and can't keep what I read and convert it into my own. Sometimes I use new words I pick up somewhere else, but I don't wanna copy full sentences etc...
But writing in my mother tongue and then translate it is too much hassle for me personally and when I started with the JJK fics things changed. I got more positive comments and Kudos than usual. People liked, what I considered not good in my own world and I tried to keep improving. Sometimes I felt like, yeah I'm doing good and then again I'm not feeling it while laying in bed thinking about it.
The overthinking is such a great part of my existence, it could be its own person at this point. Anyways, every like 2 years I get the thought: Fuck all that, I'm doing it my own way.
And I wrote something for Tumblr in 'headcanon style'. Not looking up words and just trusting my guts. That changed everything for me. It was like a light switch turning on. The freedom of just writing without much care.
Ever since I started a year ago, writing feels now natural again. And suddenly, I started 2 more fics in that same manner and boy: I feel like new born.
After a very long time I'm having really fun again. Don't get me wrong, I love my fics and I couldn't delete them! They are my résumé, my training arc if you will! They might not be stuff I'm happy with in an 'author way', but I'm so happy with them in a 'I didn't fall in a dark pit because I wrote something instead that people like way'.
I came a long way and I'm looking forward to present you fanfics that have more passionate-laden essence of my soul in it.
Sorry but I had to get this out of my heart qwq
Also to provide you with background why my writing might now differ.
cosmos and smoke - last chapter
Pairing: Kinji x F!Reader x Kirara
Words: ~2200
Again I can't post the whole chapter here because of the character limit
I posted a bit here; you can read it on AO3 from here.
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You flop next to them on the mattress with a breathy phew.Kirara also gets up from your boyfriend, pulling the condom from his still hard dick. It smacks against his abdomen, and she takes it and sucks it clean.
Kinji shudders and groans as her mouth envelops his sensitive cock, tongue swirling around the head to clean up every last drop of his release.
He reaches down, tangling his fingers in her hair as he fights the urge to buck his hips, to fuck her pretty mouth. And the ravenette pulls off with a lewd slurp, smirking up at him as she licks her lips."Greedy, Kin." she purrs, giving his shaft a few more lazy pumps with her hand.
Then she crawls up the bed to collapse next to you, her skin slick with sweat and flushed a pretty pink.
She leans in, capturing your lips in a slow, deep kiss, letting you taste the salty musk of Kinji's cum on her tongue. You sink into the kiss, your bodies pressed together, still trembling from the aftershocks of your orgasms.
The taste of him lingers on Kirara's tongue, salty and intimate. And your fingers find hers, interlacing lazily as you both catch your breath.
Kinji groans from the other side of the bed, throwing an arm over his eyes. Only seconds later to jump up like a chihuahua.
"Ready for round 2?" he asks as he gets up. His cock still twitches against his stomach, not satisfied at all after your little non-sense stunt.
Kirara giggles against your lips, breaking the kiss to rest her forehead against yours. Her star-shaped pupils are blown wide, face flushed and glowing from the rodeo. She looks absolutely wrecked and absolutely beautiful.
"I sure am." You giggle in Kira's face. Ready for some dick!
The sorceress snorts softly, her nose brushing against yours as she grins. She leans in close, her voice dropping to a playful whisper. "Me too!" she murmurs, her hand sliding down your side to squeeze your ass.
What the kind of streamer would the JJK charcters be
Hey, I'm brainstorming for my Streamer AU fanfic
Gojo and Geto would be gamers in my opinion.
Sukuna and Toji too but they also would stream their workouts.
Maki maybe just fitness and health?
Kinji would do casino streams.
I see Kirara in fashion and or ASMR.
Higuruma would so educational stuff or lectures on law.
Nanami could help with taxes xD
Do you have any ideas for other characters as well? Please let me know in the comments, I'm begging for input qwq
