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boyfriend!tabito who pays attention to every little thing you say. whether it’s you mentioning that green’s your favourite colour or if he notices you admiring a specific item in a store. he’s quick to pick up on all of it and remember it.

boyfriend!tabito who spoils you with all sorts of gifts—from a gold necklace to a simple notebook—he’ll do both and more.

boyfriend!tabito who gets all flustered when you kiss his mole and is too shy to ever admit you made him blush so he just brushes it off and mumbles a ‘stop it—‘ every now and then.

boyfriend!tabito who loves it when you play with his hair. after hours of being waxed into position, he does enjoy it when your fingers intertwine with his dark purple strands.

boyfriend!tabito who’s so so very caring and the best boyfriend you could ever ask for <33

#blue lock fluff #bllk x you #blue lock x you #bllk x reader #blue lock imagines #blue lock x reader #bllk #blue lock #karasu imagines #bllk karasu #i love u karasu tabito #blue lock karasu #karasu tabito imagines #karasu tabito x reader #karasu x reader #karasu tabito #vix writes ! #vix + mon amour

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If you’re not too busy, can you write something about karasu flustering you with little kisses? And maybe kissing his beauty mark to try to make him fluster as well? Thank you!

Butterfly k.tabito

0.5w I fluff

m.list I rules

note: hiii thank you for your request ! <3 i'm NEVER busy for karasu hihi i really like him

"Tabito stop that !" You whined, trying to push his face away without hurting him. He knows he can get anything from you with a few kisses and right now he doesn't like the fact that you spend your whole afternoon reading when you haven't seen each other in so long (a week).

That's why your phone ended up thrown away on the bed, out of your reach and how Tabito started to pepper kisses all over your face. You can't even fight back since he put at least half of his weight on you to make sure you can't escape his sweet attack. You can feel his lips kissing every single mole and scars of your face to the point your cheeks heat up. You whined even more but at this point you're just accepting your fate.

A satisfied smile formed on his lips as you stopped to fight back to simply lay your arms on his. You stopped looking for your phone and he finally let go, pushing all his weight on you. A satisfied sigh left his lips as he laid on your chest, greatly accepting the way your fingers ran through his hair. Not once minding the way you choked on air.

“You’re impossible.” you sigh in defeat, but still amused by the things he does instead of just asking for cuddles. From time to time, he stands up a little to leave yet another peck on your cheek, or neck, or nose but rarely your lips. He’s sure to make you whine every time and still chuckles at it. He loves to see the pout on your lips, that’s the only moment he kisses you properly. 

But if he thinks you’re just gonna stay there and wait for him, he’s so wrong. A small smirk formed on your lips as you kissed the corner of his lips in return, taking him by surprise since you haven’t reciprocated anything for a while. You can’t help but notice the small blush on his cheeks and the tip of his ears turning red. 

Just like that, you cupped Tabito’s face with both of your hands and started to shower him with kisses as well. A very much deserve revenge, if you ask. Not that he minded at all, he waited all day for this. Until your lips stopped at that specific spot on his face, below his eyes, to kiss his mole. 

Unlike you, he doesn't have many moles or scars so that was your only option, but a very good one. He almost flinched away but he ended up chuckling shyly and hiding. His nose nuzzled in your neck so won’t see him blush.

“I hate you.” 

“I love you too.”

#this is SO cute #im literally blushing irl #i love u karasu tabito #⭐️ fic rb

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Higuruma Hiromi is a cat.

No. That's not the correct verb.

Higuruma Hiromi behaves like a cat. Occasionally. Well, it only happened once.

Higuruma Hiromi, a man that lives up to a reputation he doesn't even know he created for himself a while back, never ceased to amaze you. He amazed you a first time when he correctly guessed your favourite skittle without even knowing your name ("You have the face of someone who would enjoy grape skittles.").

He amazed you a second time when he technically won a case and managed to score his client a one-month house arrest instead of a decade in jail after proving her innonence with nothing but tax return receipts as his golden piece of evidence. He amazed you a third time when you watched him ride a mechanical bull and manage to stay as still as a statue the whole ride - not even whobbling when he got off.

A few dozen (read: hundred) more shocks and synonyms of the word "wow" later, you found yourself cohabiting a cozy apartment with him, one that conveniently allowed him to dodge public transport and bask in the crisp morning air on his way to his firm, then lackadaisically gaze at the moon on the way back. Nevertheless, Hiromi didn't find himself any more chipper or excited about going to slave in an office then he was before.

It had been a while since Higuruma has done something major that made you ogle him with a mixture of fear and wonder, ergo, amazed you. It had been a while since he's wowed you, but that didn't make you love him any less. It may actually be quite the opposite: ever since you made the mutual decision of living together, you believe you've become even more charmed by the man. His painfully bland yet charged lifestyle was practically the whole reason behind you sighing dramatically with heart eyes whenever someone mentioned the first two syllables of his name.

However, Hiromi managed to update the surprise score you had in your brain just for him, and, for the first time in a while, made you wonder what exactly was he made of.

9:56 am.

You stood in the kitchen, palms on the marble counter's edge and eyes drooping every few seconds as you tried to resist the urge to sleep, and the only noises that kept you somewhat awake came from the chirping of birds outside your balcony doors, the typical Saturday traffic and the faint sizzle produced by the waffle maker you had plugged in.

You chose to skip some sleep, that was now starting to sound much more appealing than it did previously, and cook up an elaborate breakfast to avoid the avocado toast and coffee combo you and him have been having out of convenience and time pressure for the past 10 days or so. You waited for the waffles to be done so you could move on to the other food items.

You reached for the egg tray and held one in either hand, contemplating the cook that you were going to go for, then horror struck as you heard your shared bedroom door creak, followed by the sound of irregular footsteps against the wooden tiles. He was already up. Feeling a bit betrayed and looking visibly deflated, you replaced the eggs on the tray and went back to staring at the red light that indicated that the waffles were still cooking.

The footsteps became louder as Hiromi approached your figure, rubbing his eyes with the ends of his palms, completely mute aside from the "ouch" he let out after bumping the island.

"Morning sleepyhead," you greeted him with similar fatigue in your grin, enjoying the sight of him manouevring rather terribly. You didn't move, awaiting the back-to-chest embrace he made a habit of offering you every time the occasion presented itself. However, you didn't get one. You didn't feel two warms arms wrap around your midriff, nor did you feel a jaw being placed on one of your shoulders.

You simply felt a nudge on your neck. More correctly, you felt a series of nudges, pokes and nuzzling motions on the side of your neck, accompanied by his bedhair scratching your ear multiple times. You additionally felt him rub his boney cheek against your shoulder's exposed skin, uncovered by the baggy shirt you had on.

He was rubbing his face against you. Like a cat.

You were certain of that due to the familiar bump of his hooked nose jabbing you gently, and rubbing along the expanse of your neck in a vertical motion. All this with his eyes glued shut despite wiping the life out of them a few moments ago.

You breathlessly giggled at the ridiculousness of....whatever this was. "Hiromi, don't take this the wrong way but, what on Earth are you doing?"

He made a bizarre grunt, but no words came out of his mouth. He contently kept tilting and pushing his face into your shoulder, his body stiff and arms dead on either side. A few times, you felt him push the top of his head in the junction between your shoulder and neck, as if he was spreading his atoms all over you. The feeling of his somewhat spikey morning hair made you emit a perplexed chuckle.

After what felt like a century, he switched gears and began peppering light kisses that started at the cap of your shoulder and made a trail to behind your ear, where he placed a final peck before patting your head and making to the bathroom, croakily mumbling, "Morning angel."

Just as you were doing before, you stood in the kitchen silently, body still and palms on the countertop's edge. Yet contrary to earlier, you were gobsmacked, absolutely lost as to what the fuck your will-be husband just did. Your eyes didn't leave the spice rack that was in direct line with your vision, and your jaw was still floored by the feline assault you just went through. It wasn't until the waffle maker's light switched to green with a clicking sound that you snapped out of your shock-induced stupeur, and began moving again.

Scratching your head in a cartoony manner, you walked to the bathroom whose door was completely ajar and showed that Hiromi was almost over with his morning routine, splashing water on his face to rinse off the ridiculously priced cleanser you persauded forced him to get.

Grabbing a towel from the rack, he patted his face dry a couple times before looking up at you with a mocking grin plastered on his features. Throwing the towel away haphazardly, he placed a callous palm on your shoulder and planted a brief kiss on your forehead, then proceeded to let you know just how good whatever it is that you're making smelled, before heading off, leaving you a second time with no answer to your question.

Higuruma Hiromi was a man with a myriad of tricks up his sleeves, but waltzing up to you and acting like a needy cat wasn't something you could have predicated.

#soo cutee #and i dont even know who higurama is #might actually continue jjk for him #hes so cute

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insomniacs.

doflamingo donquixote x afab!reader

synopsis; mingo lovess to use you !!

notes; took an old hyoga draft and changed rhe name lmaolmao i cant believe i posted a doffy fic BEFORE law eventho i fw law more .. enjoy bffs !!!!

warnings !! 18+ MINORS DNI ; penetrative — piv sex ; dom!doffy , mean!doffy ; usage of pet names ?? belly bulge ; monster cock doffy is real TP ME

'doll, are you sleepy?' doflamingo asked, malice laced in his voice as he thrusted harshly into you. he knew your mind was barely comprehending anything anymore but he couldn't help him himself--after all, you looked so pretty on his bed with your face flushed, mouth slightly open with trails of saliva leaking out of it.

you'd come to him earlier that night for no apparent reason but to just see him which is what lead you to your current predicament. you weren’t sure if you regretted this or not.

you knew doflamingo didn't care about you at all. you wouldn't even be surprised to believe if he considered you as merely his stress reliever but it’s still better than nothing right? after all, you’d been infatuated with him for quite some time now and at least he was giving you some type of attention—you were terribly grateful for it.

‘doll?’ he asked again tiredly, obviously unsatisfied with the silence you were giving him--he heard nothing from you but breathy moans and the occassional times you'd mumble his name.

his hands found their way to your lower abdomen where a visible bulge was formed due to his actions. this realisation caused his usual smile to form on his face, saying he was proud was merely an understatement.

‘don’t get tired now, darling. we’re far from over…’

#donquixote doflamingo #op doflamingo #doflamingo one piece #doflamingo x reader #doflamingo smut #donquixote doflamingo smut #doflamingo imagines #op x reader #op imagines #op smut #op #one piece x reader #one piece imagines #one piece smut #one piece #vix writes ! #vix + op #vix + doflamingo

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his hat.

portgas d. ace x afab!reader

synopsis; ace loves to put his silly hat on you

notes; i caught the one piece covid…

warnings; 18+ MINORS DNI !! vaginal fingering

ace loves fucking you with his hat on.

it’s so big around your small head but man—does it look good and he cant deny that he doesn’t feel himself hardening at the mere sight of it.

it’s one of his turn ons actually, seeing your head be decorated with his hat and how his hat slightly bounces on your head everytime he pushes a finger in, taking his time to slowly enamour at you with his usual grin plastered over his face.

he loves seeing the hat wobble on your tiny head due to the slight movement of his fingers and how your breath starts to uneven with the slow pumps of his fingers. it’s one finger then two fingers then three and you’re begging him not to add the last due to the overstimulation but he knows you’ll take it for him and when all four are in—he praises you with a smile.

but that’s only the beginning of his torture since he begins to move his fingers ever so slowly but nonetheless, he eventually gives you more than you bargained for as he first starts of with small thrusts of his fingers—taking his sweet time to listen to your moans and begs. then eventually, he’s curling his fingers inside of you, believing you’ve been stimulated enough.

when he notices the drool hanging from the ends of your mouth and how your eyes practically roll back into your head from the mixture of pain and pleasure, he can’t help but let out a small chuckle at your uncontrollable reactions.

and when he finally increases the pace of his fingers, causing your stomach to tighten and the familiar feeling of release start to swell up… at this point you’re begging him to go faster and not stop. luckily, he listens to for once and continues with the pace. and when you finally cum all over his fingers, coating them in a familiar shade of white, he pulls the hat away slightly to kiss your forehead and call you his good girl.

but that’s only the start of his nightly torture… you still have a long way to go.

#one piece #one piece smut #op #op smut #ace #portgas d ace #portgas ace x reader #portgas ace x you #portgas ace smut #op x reader #op imagines #one piece imagines #one piece x reader #portgas d ace smut #i cant believe i actually wrote this #at 3 am at that like holy fuck #it was supposed to be franky initially btw #vix + op #vix writes ! #vix + ace

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‘rick and morty fell off after they started to include beth more’

you mean the main character’s daughter ??? the character whose death is the main motivation for the mc ???

#hating on beth when jerry is there is WILD #like what #rick and morty #rick sanchez #☆ vix speaks!

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everyday i check the karasu tab for fics/fanarts yet all i see is stuff from 924 bc ..

#karasu tabito #☆ vix speaks!

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"there's no ink." "yer kinda cute." - karasu tabito

★ resume: you need to make photocopies of a correction sheet for all 35 of your classmates. also, karasu can't use printers.

★ heads up: karasu is potentially ooc but imo he acts the way he does when it comes to football outside of bllk he's CRINGE BOOOOO, reader has hair that can be tucked behind her ear so it can be short or long yknow and uhhh nothing else ig, maybe just karasu being cringe but what's new. also reader is so fucking sick and tired of people in this so she's a bit rude but its justified :3

★ berry's note: oh wow im WRITING!! [😱😱] n e way, i hate this guy a lot and i cant imagine him excelling at using a printer by himself, so time to make a cutesy scenario out of it where he makes a fool of himself!!! enjoy!! :3

maybe it was because of the big, fat, red "57" that was surely an adequate and representative grade for your work - and not just your geography teacher being a bitch - but for some arbitrary reason, an itch developed in the back of your brain and made you feel a bit less tolerant of stupidity. at least until you get back home and sleep like a comatose patient.

you felt a slight comfort in knowing that even the self-proclaimed class genius got a gut-wrenching 60 on the same test, which isn't the nicest way of finding inner peace, but who cares? besides, geography is for losers who want to make statistics about the declining birth rate, and you couldn't care less about women giving birth to less and less children with each passing decade. strutting down the empty hallway, you gripped the sheet containing the answers to the questions with a bit too much intensity and aggression, slightly creasing it in your hand but you had bigger things to worry about. the printer room.

the godforsaken printer room - that served as the only motive to still keep hallway number 4 of the third floor accessible - possessed a myriad of faults and problems, the worst one being that they rarely kept the ink fresh; 'they' being the student body whose only involvement was that. keeping the ink fresh. they didn't even have to buy it, their only job was checking the printer's ink every 4 to 5 days and replace the cartridge if needed so. but, suprisingly (considering how competent they usually are), no one was bothered enough to accomplish this single task. nevertheless, it seemed that you weren't the student to first stumble upon this inconvenience today. the door to the printer room was slightly ajar and the lights were clearly on, so someone had to be in there.

taking the final steps, you lightly pushed the door all way to the end and gazed upon the wall where the (shitty) printers sat on an alignment of old desks. there was someone, you knew that already, but that someone seemed a bit familiar.

oh.it's that super soccer guy from bambi osaka. kawaru tamiko.

or at least you thought that was his name. you weren't good with names.

he was leaning forward against a table carrying an old canon®, tilting it forward with a grip on either side, and his hair flattened against the wall. almost like a person checking the label on the back of a cargo box that was too heavy to move. he was probably trying to look at the wires in the back, there was no other explanation for such an awkward posture.

it took him a few seconds to notice your presence, partly because he was so engrossed in the printer, and partly because you didn't care enough to say a word and instead opted for standing awkwardly with a hand on the doorframe. he turned his head towards you a first time and immediately went back to the printer before rapidly turning his head towards you again, this time fully absorbing your existence. kawaru abruptly let go of the table, producing a loud noise as it hit the wall, making you slightly wince at the idea of an even more damaged printer. you walked towards him.

running two fingers on the dust coating the surface of the printer, you lazily muttered, "it's not working, is it?", expecting nothing less from junk that was probably in use from before the fall of the soviet union. he had stood up straight and begun to awkwardly swing his arms back and forth, a clear attempt at de-stressing. "err, no, pretty sure there's a wirin' problem," he answered, though you were moreso talking to yourself than him, but that didn't matter.

"and uhh, this button right here hasn' stopped flashin' ever since i turned the thing on. prob'ly needs a technician," he continued, forcing a more assertive tone towards the end. you asked him to show you what button he was talking about, so he eagerly pointed at a flashing button located on the left side control panel of the printer. a button that had the image of an opaque drop on it. a button that had the faded word "ink" written underneath it.

the printer was working fine. it just needed ink.

and he thought it was broken.

you stood there in silence, physically and mentally unable to comprehend how someone can miss such an obvious clue. you didn't take your eyes off the flashing button, breathing quietly, trying your best to not lash out on kawaru. you noticed a frizzy lock of hair sticking out from your head and proceeded to tuck it behind your ear, then put your hand over your mouth in an attempt to hide your frustration, eyes still on the flashing button.

karasu, on the other hand, was waiting next to you, though his eyes were moreso fixated on you than the printer. did he know you? he didn't think so, but you seemed like someone he can find interest in, definitely the thinker kind since you appeared to be pondering a solution to this ordeal in a rather sophisticated manner. other questions flowed through his mind: what class were you in? were you a 3rd year? were you in the advanced course? did you have any mutual friends? did you do any extracurriculars? did you like soccer? have you ever been to one of his matches? he couldn't stop the flow of possiblities as to how to get to know you.

"there's no ink." "yer kinda cute."

you slowly turned your head to face him, body stiff and unmoving. he realized how outlandish the comment he just made was, and possibly inappropriate considering the circumstance.

"huh?" "what?"

you blinked at him with gradually developing bewilderment, fully certain that you heard what you heard but that didn't change the fact that you weren't awaiting that from him.

and sadly, you couldn't say that it displeased you. the opposite actually.

"i err, i...anyway, you said ink? there's a few cartridges in the desk's cubby. whaddya need? black? magenta? cyan? yellow?", he started to speak again at a relatively fast pace, wanting to get done with this interaction and dwell in sorrow from his incapacity to talk to cute girls. "black's fine," you answered, looking away to make it less embarrassing from him. he dug in the cubby for a moment, hand banging the sides of the metal compartment before he got hold of a blocky object. he read the cartridge's sticker and made sure it was black ink before standing up again.

you expected him to press the button that dislodged the upper half of the machine and replace the cartridge, however, he stood quietly, fiddling with it while nervously looking at and away from you multiple times. oh. he doesn't know how to replace ink. exhaling through your nostrils, you stuck out your hand, wordlessly demanding him to hand it over - an order he prompty followed.

karasu felt you snatch the cartridge before he could even fully place it on your palm, making him feel even more guilty for wasting your time. he watched as you effortlessly pressed a series of button, took out things, replaced things and before he knew it, you snapped the top of the printer back on, which caused the flashing button to stop doing so. was he a loser or were you just a printer connoisseur? he didn't care enough to think of an answer though, he was once again focused on subtly seducing you and make you notice his more pleasant qualities.

you chose to ignore him for the rest of your stay in the printer room, procuring 35 copies of the sheet and preparing to leave when you felt a hand (his hand) lightly tap you on your back.

"yes?," you said, though you recognize you could have said it with a bit less bluntness in your voice. he took no ntoice of this however, and asked, "what's yer name? i think we've met before." "(last name) (first name).no, we've never met, or at least i don't think we didn," you replied before staring at him with more attention than before, noticing a few details about him that you missed. for example, the mole on his upper left cheek, or the weird angle at which his hair was styled. what kind of fucking product would you need for that?

"ah, hahaha, my bad, i was prob'ly thinkin' of someone else. umm, i...i meant what i said earlier," he mumbled his words more and more. you raised an eyebrow, not getting what he meant by 'what i said earlier', before realizing that he had called you cute. oh, right. that happened.

you involuntarily flashed a face of understanding, then lowered your head to bite your cheek. you didn't want to look like a loser while trying to hide your smile, a smile you rarely gave to guys with bad flirting skills, albeit this one was of the more good-looking variety so you can superficially excuse his lack of skills. "thanks, that was very sweet. i wasn't expecting it but it's still sweet. thank you."

"i can help ya' carry those papers to your classroom, that looks heavy-" "it's fine, really. but i do have a question. what's your name?"

his expression changed from nervous suaveness to a giddy grin, feeling honoured that you were interested in his name. "karasu tabito. i play for the local youth team, bambi osaka. you didn't ask fer that but, y'know...," ah. that was his name. karasu tabito. kawaru sounded a bit too childish for a guy like him.

"karasu tabito. yeah, i've seen you play. you're fun to watch." you tried to lighten the mood a bit cause the boy was seconds away from developing a rash if he kept scratching his neck like that.

"fun to watch? me? oh, thanks. i've been called a 'good player' and 'excellent' even, but 'fun', i've never gotten that before. w-whaddya mean by that though? what's fun, my playstyle or my presence or-," you couldn't afford wasting any more time than you already have, so cutting him off, you replied, "fun as in watching you in your element is rather entertaining, i don't do much sport outside of PE, but i can tell you love what you do. sorry, i have to leave, my teacher is gonna be up my ass about taking so much time."

karasu's lips formed a thin line, bitter about not making much of this exchange. and before he could even hold himself back, his mouth let out, "wanna watch my practice after school? you don't have to stay fer the whole thing, jus' to show you how i play outside of official matches." "sure." "what? hu-" "i said, 'sure'. i'll watch you, i'll even stay for the whole practice, i've got nothing. catch you at the shoe lockers, bye."

and with that (plus a quick smile to soften the blow), you speedwalked out of the printer room and began to go down what felt like a dozen floors.

you didn't allow yourself to think about what happened up there, to avoid cringing at your bizarre attitude and not think about the fact that a (weird) guy you would consider somewhat out of your league, just asked you to watch him play.

bonus!!

lunch break finally rolled around, and your friends typically hung out in an obcure part of the courtyard to eat while hiding their cellphones from any faculty members. checking your messages, you noticed an instagram dm from someone whose username already crossed your mutual recommendations but you never took the time to open their profile.

kr_tabito23.

-> coach is sick but i still want an excuse to talk to you

-> there's this really rad crepe shop in namba parks

-> im paying :]

-> you can't say no

-> lol kidding

-> sorry that was weird

you giggled at whatever he was trying to achieve towards the end, he was definitely a dork. you didn't mind that.

-> sure. still gonna catch you at the shoe lockers c:

and somewhere in the school, on the opposite side of the main building, next to the fountain where he and his friends ursurped the benches, karasu jumped from his seat and into the air, bumping his fist and yelling unintelligible words while his friends watched, confused but happy for their normally cool and collected fellow.

★ berry's post-writing note: guys im gonna be honest i hate the ending my inspiration juice ran out so i just came up with something but i feel like it could've been a bit better. still happy that i wrote something cause ive been in a long ass writer's block since?? what??? february? anyway, criticism is always accepted and uhh thank you for reading till the end <3!!

#blue lock #bllk karasu #karasu imagines #i love u #and him

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pretty boy !

karasu tabito x fem!dom!reader

taglist; lmk if u wanna be on it <3 might start writing for bllk more tbh ..

notes; inspired by this lovely post .. im so normal ab him ngl

warnings; pegging, anal sex, karasu wearing a lingerie lolz, him whimpering nd moaning too minors dni !

‘So what do ya think?’ came the voice of your boyfriend, Karasu Tabito, who appeared to be very red in the face yet regardless of the increased blood flow, his cocky smirk is still evident across sharp features.

‘You look rather cute actually,’ you coo as your eyes traverse across his frame which was dressed in rather humiliating clothes.

It was your idea, to be honest. One day, you randomly suggested that he should wear a lingerie sometime since he'd look "endearing" but you never expected him to actually do it. So now, here he was, dressed in rather adorable, purple garments that were too small for his muscular frame.

‘Ya think? Of course i do,’ he beams.

Tabito would've called this idea "mediocre" to anyone but... it was you, his dear girlfriend and, how could he ever say no to you?

‘C’mere,’ you say and he obliges, leaving the wall he was leaning against to meet you on the bed. Once he was close enough to you, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer to you, faces inches apart. You took this moment to enamour at his angular features and his dark blue eyes then, you quickly trap his lips with yours.

The initial contact was a gentle and tender touch of both of your lips, an exploratory kiss. Your tongues softly intertwining, creating a sensual rhythm and your mouths moved in tandem.

Your hands began to roam, caressing and making delicate patterns along the entirety of Tabito’s neck while his hand strongly gripped onto your waist, the other played with your hair. Eventually your fingers found their way onto his bra strap, which you pulled on slightly. After a short while, you let it go. The strap immediately recoiled back into its place and attack your lover's chest, the impact causing Tabito to jump and groan into the deep kiss you both shared, causing you to smirk.

‘Turn over,’ you command after a short while of kissing him. You initially broke apart from the kiss to catch your breath but as you looked at your cutely-dressed boyfriend with his swollen lips (he's also now very red in the face) made you want to ruin him.

‘Yer gonna be the death of me,’ he mumbles, loud enough for him to hear but he obliges nonetheless.

He removes his large hands from your waist and finds his way onto the bed below him and proceeds to lay down, pressing his head onto the pillow, exposing his backside just for you.

Tabito was already expecting the strap but he wasn't aware of how nervous he'd be when you would actually peg him. It took a lot of convincing for him to agree to this and, even with the prepping, he was still terrified of what to expect.

Nonetheless, after he lies down, you waste no time in removing his little skirt, pushing them down to reach his legs so that they dangle near his feet.

‘You ready for this?’ you ask.

‘Yeah…’ he consents.

And then, you slowly insert the strap in. At first, he practically growls from the mixture of pain and pleasure that he’s feeling. You can see him grab on tightly onto the bed sheet below, causing his knuckles to turn white.

‘You okay?’ You ask uncertainly after noticing his initial reaction

‘Yea.. keep going,’ he says, sounding more determined this time.

After listening to his response, you proceed to insert the strap deeper and deeper into him. Even though his face is dug into the pillow below him, you literally know that his face his red, thanks to all the pornographic sounds he's letting out and because of the wet liquid of precum that's slowly started to leak from his tip..

Once in, you slowly start to thrust into him. The pace is gentle and slow at first, allowing Tabito to adjust to the size of it. After a while, you can tell that he’s accommodated to it as his grip on the bed sheets loosen slightly and his breaths start to reach their normal level again.

So then, you speed up. Each thrust brings Tabito pleasure that he’s never felt before. With each movement of the strap, he lets out unholy sounds that surround the entire room. His grip on the bed sheet loosens and then tightens in a never-ending cycle and his breathing gets worse by the second as well. There's also liquid present across his face but you're not sure if it's tears or sweat or both... You also noticed that after each thrust, he bites his lips as an attempt to suppress the lewd sounds that he lets out with each oncoming thrust but every time, his efforts remain futile as he always lets go and moans out loud.

After a while of this continued movement, You're able to tell that he’s very close to his climax with the way he tightens around you and how his breathing has decreased to small inhales and exhales. Moreover, his face is now deep into the pillow he's on and is tainted in a deep shade of crimson. Because of this, you further increase your speed, thrusting harder and faster into him. The action surprises Tabito as he lets outs a yelp due to the increased movement. And, he finally manages to moan out some coherent words for the first time this night: 'ngh... keep going-- [Name]...!'

So, you continue at this pace, thrusting harder and harder into him until Tabito lets out the most pornographic moan you've ever heard and the bed sheets below you both gets covered in his white seed, decorating the bland sheet for you, making you aware that he's finally done.

Satisfied, you gently remove the strap from him and that’s when he finally relaxes, allowing himself to take a deep breath.

‘You’re so good, but, we’re not done yet, Tabito…’

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are your requests still open?

yup :)!

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for a request, would you be interested in doing a jealous/possessive hyoga x g/n reader?

jealousy, jealousy.

hyoga akatsuki x gn!reader

synopsis; hyoga has no reason to be jealous over ryusui but he can't himself...! notes; do not ask if i'm interested because if you request hyoga, i WILL do it. i love that man so much

the sounds of conversation were dulled out by the constant movement of the water waves which were repeatedly attacking the persues.

much of the excitement and loud noises were emitted from the central area of the ship, where francois resided snd their bar. it was lively there; everyone was huddled around francois, wondering and guessing what sort of intoxicating concoction they'd come up with next. after all, everyone was desperate for a way to escape after the heinous events they'd been through.

you, however, were farther away from the action. trying your best to avoid the new drunks that were scattered across the ship. the only thing that slightly piqued your interest was the fighting practice going on between tsukasa, mozu, homura and of course, hyoga. still, their rapid moevements weren't enough to free you from your bored state so you just sat on one of the chairs, dissolving into your own thoughts.

until, a familiar blonde pilot came into your view.

'yn! i knew i'd find you here!' ryusui exclaimed with a big, bright smile. however, his happiness was cut short when he saw you, 'what's with the long face?' he suddenly asked, concerned laced in his tone.

'nothing-! what is it you wanna say?' you stammered once you realised that ryusui was indeed attempting to communicate with you.

'i asked dear francois to make you a perfect drink! it has alcohol, hope you don't mind it but also some mint and...' ryusui trailed off on explaining the ingredients and the way in which francois prepared your alcoholic beverage. eventually, he pushed the drink towards you, with his large, brown eyes indicating that he wanted you to give it a taste test.

immediately after taking your first sip, you felt enlightened, free. the alcoholic beverage was swoon swept into your body, making you intoxicated. you couldn't get enough, it was simply elegant. so after your first sip, you took another and then another...

soon, you too, were in a drunken state of mind. all thanks to ryusui, who was just happy that you were finally enjoying yourself. ryusui had also gotten himself a few drinks from francois, who joyfully made them for him and you.

unbeknowest to the pair of drunk young adults, there had been hyoga who was keeping his golden eyes fixated on the two.

it was quite odd for hyoga to ever feel such a way. normally, most people won't even bother disturbing his significant other as he'd always be there by their side and glare at anyone who dared to get a little too friendly with them.

however, right now, he was busy exchanging attacks with mozu. he'd fought him already so he saw no reason for him to do it again. but it was required by him to do so; after all, he'd finally announced that he'd be loyal to the kingdom of science and they had just started to trust him. threatening ryusui would do no good to his reputation nor would be to halt his fighting practice.

nonetheless, hyoga felt bothered. he couldn't prevent himself from gazing at the pair every now and then. this action also resulted in his fighting moves becoming rather sloppy. but could he prevent himself? absolutely not. who wouldn't be bothered when a far more attractive man is basically wrapped around his significant other.

hyoga wasn't the type to consider himself to be jealous. he had no reason to be. but with the way ryusui had his arms wrapped around them and the way they both were laughing and giggling with each other made his heart drop--whether it was in jealousy or resentment, hyoga didn't know.

when hyoga saw ryusui grab their arm and practically drag his lover to francois' bar, he couldn't handle it anymore. he was really starting to dislike ryusui--was the captain not aware that yn was already taken?

hyoga had had enough. he simply let his spear drop to the floor as he trailed behind his lover and ryusui. this action of his earned a snicker and a degrading comment from mozu but the man immediately stopped his taunts once he saw hyoga's dark gaze.

once hyoga caught up to the pair, the first thing he did was grab a hold of his lover. he used one arm to tear them away from ryusui's grip and the other to gently caress their face.

his face turned into a frown after he realised that his lover had had too much to drink and were terribly intoxicated by the alcohol. how could they have been so careless?

'say, ryusui, don't you think they've had too much to drink already?' hyoga spoke, trying to keep his voice as monotone as possible.

'hmm...? we've barely drunk 4 glasses though-!' ryusui tried to explain.

'yeah, i think i'm going to have a few more!' yn confirmed.

'oh come on, you're on the verge of passing out. you know you can't handle alcohol very well.' hyoga snapped back. to be fair, he wasn't lying. his lover was practically falling asleep--their eyes were barely open and they could not form a coherant thought at all.

before ryusui could answer or before his lover could object, hyoga had already picked up his lover in a bridal-style manner and had already begun to depart the main deck of the ship.

he was right after all, his lover was just too tired to even deny any of his claims because as soon as hyoga swept them into his arms, they found themselves falling closer into a deep slumber.

the captain would've objected but he knew better than to get on hyoga's wrong side and he could not deny that indeed, 3 glasses of alcohol had rendered yn pretty helpless. so, he let them go but was determined to drink with them another time.

finally, his lover was far away from ryusui's grasp could hyoga finaly breathe properly.

upon gently settling his lover down onto their bed, hyoga realised that their lover had fallen asleep. a small smile crept it's way onto his features as he layed down next to them...

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nsfw hyoga headcanons.

taglist; lmk if u wanna be on it &lt;3 warnings; it's smut what do you think, minors dni notes; this one's for my silly

harsh, harsh, harsh. did i mention harsh? yes, he doesn't believe sex to be a form of intimacy but rather, a way for him to relieve stress. sure, there are moments where he does allow the both of you to enjoy it but usually, it's about him.

hairpulling. hyoga likes control, he likes knowing that every situation he's in is under his control. and what better way to prove that during sex with a little bit of hairpulling? yes, it's one of his favourite things to do not only because it allows him to feel a sense of control but also because he enjoys listening to your desperate whimpers following it.

hard dom. as i mentioned before, he likes control so it's quite obvious that he is in fact dominant. not even a switch; he doesn't ever allow you to take the lead. it's always about him controlling you

as an athlete, he does have quite a lot of stamina; he can go multiple rounds without feeling fatigue. furthermore, even if you start to feel tired afte a few rounds, he doesn't stop until he's sure that he's satisfied himself.

he's silent. he barely ever utters a single word however, there are a couple of rare occassions in which he allows himself to actually be vocal. usually, it's grunts and a few light moans but once in a blue moon, he might actually whisper compliments in your ears, praising you.

one of his favourite things to do is to wrap his mask around your face. he finds it rather adorable how perfectly his dark mask caters to your features.

though he may seem harsh, aftercare with him is acceptable. he's quick to clean you both up, ask if he was too harsh or if you experienced any pain and maybe if you're lucky, you'd recieve a sensual kiss from him and maybe even a compliment such as 'you've done well.'

oh and him the morning after is just a sight to see. him, laying peacefully by your side, eyes shut tight and his mind is free to wander... one of the few moments of peace you both can enjoy <3

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Hey so saw that requests for dr.stone were open and wanted to ask if u were willing to write ryusui x reader maybe something along the lines of the reader being a marine biologist

Only if your ok with it hope you have a great day and hope everything is going well thank you🤗

homesickness.

ryusui x marine biologist!reader

synopsis; a feeling of dread washes over you as you gaze out to sea, luckily, ryusui is more than happy to cheer you up. taglist; lmk if u wanna be on it <3 warnings; none at all! notes; soz for uploading this so late <//3

the ocean was an abyss; a long, never-ending void filled with twists and turns of the water waves that would ever so slightly change their path for your easy travel.

hands crossed, your upper-half was leaning onto the railings of the perseus, looking out into the abyssal, black sea. you sighed, reminiscing about your life from the past--a life you knew you could never have anymore, a life that you had lost. it's funny really how one day, you're getting congratulated by renowned scientists from all the over the world for your accomplishments, and the next? you're back in the stone ages.

you were too lost in your thoughts to have noticed the familiar, flamboyant captain of the ship walk towards you and lean on the railing of the ship with his back and his head turned towards you. 'what's on your mind?' he asks as he crosses his arms around his chest, giving you his familiar smile.

you paused, unsure of whether to shrug it off or actually tell him the truth. ultimately, you decided to simply change the direction of the conversation. 'it's nothing,' you sighed.

warm autumn breezes greeted you both every now and then. whenever they did so, the wind would make ryusui's hair seem angelic and beautiful. the sun's reflection on his golden locks further aided it.

ryusui remained silent for a short while, until he thought of the most befitting question to ask you: 'you were a marine biologist back then, correct?'

you simply nodded at his inquiry.

'then i assume you've spent months on the sea as well?'

'well, i wouldn't say months... more like, a few weeks on the open sea and the rest of it at science conferences and the university.'

'well, whatever. it's still nice to meet someone that's a bit knowledgeable about these open seas!'

'i'm... more of an organism person. i don't know much about the tides like you do.'

ryusui scoffed and began to compliment your talents, saying that you having a phd in marine science was no ordinary feat; even asking you to showcase some of your talent by pointing at random aquatic organisms and asking you to name them or explain their anatomy.

you couldn't help but giggle at his silly antics to cheer you up, explaining to him how the requirements for being a marine biologists were far different from all the movies he'd consumed.

though, you both did begin to talk and soon, you felt all your worries leave your body like the blissful tides of the ocean. you nearly forgot how homesick the ocean made you feel.

having ryusui to talk to about your life from the past really did uplift your mood to an extent.

who would've expected that you both would get along so well?

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Hello!

Can I request a dr. Stone hyuga x reader. Like she's pretty shy at first so no one takes notice of her, but secretly she's a closet perv who drools about hyuuga's muscles. He takes notice and starts to get interested in her. Sorry if this is weirdly said, It's my first time requesting something! Thank you for ur time and I love your writing.

shameful.

hyoga akatsuki x perv!reader

synopsis; you find yourself attracted towards the man who tried to kill you and that causes him to be intrigued by you too. taglist; lmk if u wanna be on it <3 warnings; smut (implied at the end) + masturbation notes; loved writing this !! im so down horrendous for this man like i need him to ruin me..

— your first meeting with hyoga was very... interesting, to say the least. in short, he burned down your village without any mercy. however, he did get his punishment in the end as he was now a prisoner in the kingdom of science--being forced to spend his days behind bars for the heinous crimes he had committed.

— that's also when you had the misfortune of meeting him. senku wasn't an evil man--far from it so because of that, he wanted to make ishigami village's prisons a little but more habitable and he chose you for the job! it wasn't exactly a job as you were merely just providing food to him and the other prisoner but...

— during this task was when you first met and got to see him, properly. you’d be lying if you didn’t say you weren’t attracted to him from the moment you laid your eyes upon him. he was, quite literally, the most attractive man you had ever seen. sure, you had your fair share of muscular men from all over japan however, there was something about hyoga that drew you towards him.

— which was probably why you were so very enthusiastic about this job you’d been assigned. since you hardly ever spoke to anyone, no one ever guessed that you had done the unthinkable and managed to become infatuated with hyoga--the man who was responsible for destroying your entire village but he wasn’t that dangerous now, though.

— however, you hardly ever interacted with him, whether it was on the perseus or back at the village; he barely paid any attention to you while you were head over heels for him. you did not attempt initiate any conversation with him either--you'd rather just admire him from a far. it was hard not to with the way he carried himself. no matter how strenous of a task you were performing, if he were in that room, that task would be long forgotten as your eyes would be fixated on him.

— your eyes would travel to his silver, silky hair, imagining what it'd be like to run your hand through them (and pull on them) then they'd traavel to his chest and your eyes would admire his perfectly built body and how well his abs adorned his abdomen and then his thighs and...

— hyoga wasn't stupid--far from it; he was quite literally one of the most intelligent and observant people ever. and unlike everyone, he noticed. he noticed how your eyes would always stare at his figure. even though you tried to be subtle, he was very aware of the effect he had on you. he found it amusing and peculiar as well; how could someone who he tried to murder possibly like him…? sure, he was used to attention from the opposite sex but he hadn’t gotten any after his depetrification—and he surely didn’t get any attention from villagers here.

— this intrigued hyoga. he found this entire thing amusing and liked receiving this type of attention. to know that he had someone—an ishigami villager at that—wrapped around his finger made him joyous. he could surely use this to his favour.

— and he did! once aboard the perseus; on one faithful night, he was just taking a mere stroll across the ship, admiring the changed landscape when he heard you whispering his name.

— he found it odd but as he got closer to the source of the sound, he realised that you were touching yourself while thinking of him. hyoga was aware that you were terribly infatuated with him but this pleased him (and certainly gave him an ego boost.) to think that someone was touching themselves while thinking of him… yes, it was certainly pleasant.

— no matter how much hyoga tried to control himself, he couldn’t help but get hard over listening to you mumble his name over and over again. he wondered what you’d look like if you were under him.

— eventually, that night, hyoga allowed his emotions to take over and he ended up finally fulfilling your desires.

— let’s just say it didn’t end there and hyoga ended up using you as his personal stress reliever from there on out.

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DR STONE MASTERLIST —

senku ishigami

faux - oneshot

hyoga akatsuki

shameful - oneshot

ryusui nanami

stanley snyder

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Hey please may I ask for dr.stone Gen and Hyoga with a s/o who got badly injured, then being protective perhaps ❣️

thank you for your request! manga spoilers for hyoga’s part- i hope that’s alright!

warnings: blood, stabbing

Though impressed by Gen’s betrayal of the Tsukasa Empire, Hyoga wouldn't allow him to get away with it. He needed to be reminded of the might they had, that they were no fools.

And so when he remembers a comment Gen had made about a certain villager when reporting back to the Tsukasa Empire, he immediately knows how he wants to deliver that reminder.

As if the situation couldn’t have gotten any worse with Hyoga’s attack on the Kingdom of Science, he revealed that his ambush was merely a distraction as his right hand Homura set fire to Ishigami Village. To deal the final blow on not only the double crosser himself but the rest of the villagers, Hyoga caught you when you were off guard staring in horror at the sight of your home being burned down and stabbed you with his spear. As the others dealt with fending off Homura, Hyoga and his men, Gen and the other villagers stayed behind to help tend to your massive stab wound. Suika had run off in an effort to lure the group away from the village, giving the villagers the opportunity to take care of you without having to be on guard. Senku called out some instructions to Gen on how to help with your wound until he got back before running off after Suika with Kohaku. Through shaky hands, Gen immediately got to work. 

He was relieved when Senku later did a proper assessment of your condition and assured him that you’d eventually recover. Though horribly wounded, your condition was similar to Gen’s from when he’d been stabbed. 

Gen knew better than anyone the pain you were in, being victim of one of Hyoga’s spear assaults himself. It was tremendous, and you were weak in every sense. Just watching you in your frail state made all those feelings wash over him again, and his guilt was just as immense.  

He watches you throughout your entire recovery. When you manage to feel well enough to talk, he talks your ear off. He tries to take your mind off your inability to move and redirect your focus to more lighthearted matters, whether it be the Kingdom of Science’s progress in creating cell phones or his magic tricks. Gen’s company helped you pass the time instead of spending it basking in your agony. 

When you’re entirely healed, he teaches you some of his own tricks to self defense, such as his fake blood bags, to help keep you even the slightest bit safer in the future. He’s nervous to have you involved in any battles after that, especially against the Tsukasa Empire, but he knows it's unavoidable and that you’ll want to fight. So though he can’t physically protect you himself, he does what he can to keep you safe in the ways he knows how. 

In future conflicts, despite his fear, he still puts a protective arm in front of you and tries at all cost to manipulate the battle away from you, so you could stay clear of danger for as long as he could control it.

The Kingdom of Science was backed into a corner- or so the enemy thought. It just so happened that Senku purposely chose the room Hyoga was being held in on the Perseus, and he just so happened to have the last remainder of revival fluid to use on him. Being in the tricky situation they were in, Senku was left with no other option. 

As Hyoga emerged from his stone stature and took hold of Kinro’s spear, he surveyed his new surroundings. He quickly understood the dilemma the Kingdom of Science faced and searched for you within the panicked group. His eyes landed on yours, shocked and doubtful, with the slightest sliver of guilt. From the very beginning you had sided with Senku, disgusted over your friend’s cruel vision for the new world and what he was willing to do to bring it to fruition. Having to help take down someone you were so close to hurt your heart, but for the sake of others, you did what had to be done. On the surface, it was as if Hyoga had no room in his seemingly miniscule heart for you anymore, but your dedication was true and your means of protecting others impressive. 

Which is why when he was torn between siding with Moz or the Kingdom of Science, his eyes settled on you almost tauntingly, cold steel gaze pinning a sort of blame on you. 

But then his eyes trailed downward.

You were hunched over and holding your shoulder with your opposite hand, blood seeping down your arm and all over your fingers and the palm of your hand. You looked tired, presumably from the excessive loss of blood and the need to keep moving in order to stay safe. Yet you stood with your friends once again, not letting yourself submit to Moz’s wrath. 

And so Hyoga lunged forward with the golden spear toward Moz, and a fierce battle between the two spearsmen ensued. Senku’s risky “wild card” paid off in the end, as Hyoga was eventually able to bring Moz to his knees and force him to surrender.

His strength and skill is just as admirable as ever, was your final thought before the loss of blood caused you to pass out near the end of the battle. 

When you woke, you were met with the sound of incoherent talking and the familiar walls of the Perseus bunker. You slowly blinked as your eyes adjusted to the sight of Senku and Hyoga talking over your body, serious looks etched into their faces and tones as you started to comprehend their words.

“...no longer has any affiliation with me. Even then, your Kingdom of Science wouldn’t resort to such violent means.”

“And we have no way of knowing you won’t do the same.”

“I see aiding you in your battle was a mistake.”

As you shifted in your bed, both pairs of eyes snapped toward you in surprise. Hyoga’s eyes widened at the same time Senku smirked. “Good morning, sleeping beauty. Feeling well rested?” 

You yelped as you attempted to prop yourself up on your injured arm, and Hyoga quickly forced you back to lie down. “Think before you act, you fool.” 

His sharp gaze returned to Senku as he narrowed his eyes. “I will look over Y/N alongside you. Whether I have your permission or not doesn’t matter to me.”

Senku shrugged. “I have no problem with that so long as you’re serious.” 

An agreement was reached. Hyoga would take over Senku’s place in monitoring your recovery in order for Senku to focus on the next steps the Kingdom of Science should take. Like that, Hyoga had joined the Kingdom of Science. 

You did a lot of catching up while under his care. What had you been doing while he was petrified? What was the Kingdom of Science working toward now? What other injuries had you sustained? Why the hell weren’t you more careful? There was a conflicting mix between care and resentment in his questions and comments, the contrast between each putting you on edge. You didn’t know exactly where you stood with Hyoga, and his dual responses made it difficult to deduct where he stood on the matter.

It had to be somewhere neutral, because why else would he be so insistent on looking out for you? Why would he constantly put you down for your mistake if there wasn’t some part of him that still cared about you? Why was he so quick to shield you from the other members of the Kingdom of Science? Why did his eyes hold such strong resentment when you told him of the way Moz hurt you? 

In a strange way, you almost felt the need to thank Moz, because you were able to reunite with an old friend and rekindle feelings of something more.

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You know that scene where kohaku and senku fake a kiss. What if instead

*it's the reader instead of kohaku

*senku and the reader like each other but they don't know of the others feelings

*it's a real kiss not a fake one close to the lips

faux.

senku ishigami x fem!reader

synopsis; a fake display of affection to keep yourselves safe... was it really fake, though? taglist; lmk if u wanna be on it <3 warnings; spoilers for ch 108 of dr stone notes; ong vix return era ?!?!

who would've expected a simple scouting trip in the treasure island would take such a drastic turn?

if anything, you would've expected your group to run into trouble not the entire ship but now, as you looked at the petrified statues of whom you once called your companians, you realised you were in more danger than you previousely thought.

looking at the scene in-front of you, yet again, you felt that familiar feeling of anger rise up in your body. with the way the village's prime minister would simply discard the statues made you sick; after all, those were once real people.

being too wrapped up in your anger caused you loose your balance on the cliff--the one in which you were hiding behind. the high heels that amaryllis had given you further increased your chances of falling below. however, before you could end up ruining the entire plan due to your loss of balance, senku managed to hold onto your hand and prevent you from toppling all over.

'be careful, y/n!' he whisper-shouted, trying not to grab the attention of any of the island dwellers. no matter how light-weight he may have been, he managed to keep a firm grip on you.

unfortunately, this ended up making quite a ruckus as this action did not go unnoticed by the one of the strongest people from this island--kirisame, was that her name? apparently, the sounds of leaves and the movement of high heels on such unstable surfaces alerted her to your whereabouts.

'what are you doing here?' she began, 'what could a villager be doing here in a place like this?'

you thought this was it. that your cover would be blown and you would be petrified--unable to save anyone.

'we were on a date. i wanted to say good-bye to my lover before the harem selection. isn't that right, my love?' senku spoke with such calmness and with a small smile on his face.

you were surprised by his quick thinking and how calmly he lied in-front of kirisame's face.

the nickname senku called you made you feel uneasy in a positive manner, as if you'd melt right into the floor beneath you. but you had to remind yourself that this was all merely a lie--something senku did to free himself of trouble and unneccessary fighting.

one of his arms reached out and grabbed a hold of your waist; he brought you in for a kiss by bringing his face closer to yours and closing the gap between you two.

as surprised as you were, you had to remind yourself that this was merely a mission and you had to make your relationship with senku seem as believeable as possible so reluctantly, you kissed him back.

senku's grip on your waist tightened and his hand travelled to your hair while your arms were simply resting on his shoulders.

'just go home already-! don't go on a date here ever again!' kirisame shouted as she fled the scene, obviousely disturbed by the public display of affection.

it was only after kirisame's departure did senku finally break apart the kiss. he left you breathless and your face flushed in a deep shade of crimson. how grateful you were for the darkness hiding your flustered state.

'my, my senku! who would've thought you're such a good actor? even had me fooled for a second there,' gen laughed as he and the others removed themselves from hiding.

'yeah whatever, anyways we have work to do,' senku rolled his eyes as he began looking at the ship with telescope once again.

however, no matter how non-chalant he appeared, and no matter how many times he tried to convince himself, you had an effect on him and that was evident with the way his body reacted towards you as he, just like you, was left a blushing mess after that display.

throughout the night, his eyes would occassionally glance over to you, wondering if you'd ever reciprocate his feelings. if not, he'd just protect you from this world in whatever way he can.

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