#I read the tags (づ￣ 3￣)づ
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okay huge fan of your dark!seb but hear me out…… dark!ominis
A.N: I absolutely adore dark!ominis omfg—I have like five diff dark omi drabbles in my google docs that i've abandoned bc i feel like no matter how i write it, it seems too out of character for him, then i end up hating it LOL. This isn't as bad as my dark!seb but here's Ominis doing some.....uhhhh questionable things to MC under Imperius.
Just This Once
dark!Ominis x f!MC - NSFW/Angst - 3.1k words - ao3
Tags: !!Non-Con!!, Pining, Obsession, Inappropriate Use of Imperius, Unconsensual Kissing/Touching, Masturbation, Omi Being a Lil Pervball
Summary: Ominis' infatuation leads him to break some of the principles he's held dear to him for the better part of his life.
Part 2, Part 3 (づ￣ ³￣)づ
The fireplace in the Slytherin common room has long gone out for the night, only a few crackling embers to fill the silence. Moonlight seeps in from the windows, through the murky waters of the Black Lake, casting the room in a palid, green hue.
Despite the hour, he knows he’ll find her there.
He wonders if it’s one of the rare nights where she’s asleep by the time he arrives, curled into herself on one of the armchairs with her book forgotten on her lap.
One of the rare evenings where he can afford himself a bit less self-control. Indulge in the silkiness of her skin, trace his fingers over her features until the point she inevitably stirs, and he’s forced to retract himself as if he’d never touched her.
It doesn’t matter if it is. Tonight, he’ll touch her the way he wants to, either way.
His skin prickles with warring emotions as he makes his way soundlessly down the steps of the dormitories. Shame, guilt, disgust—overwhelming anticipation.
The dizzying feeling of want overshadows them all.
An ugly, marred tug of obsession claws its way under his skin like a parasite. He can’t escape it, can’t make it stop—hasn't been able to for a while now.
He’s grown accustomed to it. Grown used to the way his nerves burn when he touches her, the way his lungs scream for oxygen when he catches her scent.
He always wants, yet he never gets, and he’s so, so tired of wanting.
Just this once.
The reminder eases through him like a breeze, quelling the incessant pounding of his heart in his ears, the thin sheen of sweat settling itself over his skin.
His hand trembles when it dips into the pocket of his robes as he approaches the familiar set of lounges in front of the fireplace. He feels for his wand and tightens his hand around it, the wood biting into his skin, a sensation almost comforting in nature.
Just this once.
“Was wondering when you’d show,” her voice is warm and sleep-rough, a hazy melody that proves just as useful in easing his nerves. “Long day?”
“Something like that,” he murmurs. His tongue feels heavy in his mouth, weighted with attrition for something he has yet to do.
She waits for him to sit down beside her, but instead he stays in place, hovering over the side of the couch.
He clears his throat, nerves stiffening his voice. “Do you think we could read in the Undercroft tonight?”
She looks at him perplexed, until her lips curl into a smile.
“Since when did you become such a rule breaker? Sebastian finally rubbing off on you?” She humors, stretching her sore limbs.
“I’d just prefer it. Change of…scenery.”
She snorts. “Change of scenery, huh?”
He nods sheepishly, cheeks burning. Change of scenery? Really, Ominis?
He can feel her staring at him, contemplating. He’s half-convinced she can hear the way his heart is nearly beating out of his chest.
“Please,” he adds for good measure.
His fingers find his wand again, tucked surreptitiously behind layers of fabric. He supposes he could cast it here, even if that isn’t part of the plan. The thought makes anxiety trickle up his skin. He doesn’t want to stray from the plan.
When she rises from her seat with an acquiescent sigh, his entire body sinks with relief.
“Alright, fine, let’s go…but we’ll have to be quiet.”
The walk to the Undercroft is spent in the silence of disillusionment spells and muffling charms. Inside the darkened cellar, with only the soft sound of her humming as she settles onto one of the old chaises, a flurry of second-thoughts numb his brain in white static.
Disgust settles itself like a boulder in his gut, the bitter taste of bile rising in his throat as he takes a seat beside her, as he considers over and over again what he’s about to do.
He can feel her thigh press against his when she shifts in her seat. It’s strangely grounding. He feels the taste rescind.
She’s so incredibly warm, so terribly close, that it buries any trepidations he holds deep into an untouchable part of himself, until he can think of nothing but the prospect of more of her skin on his, until desire overshadows any inkling of guilt he might possess.
The urge to touch, and taste, and caress, subjugates the contrite voice in his head that repeats a litany of you promised, you promised, you promised.
His nausea blends into something else as he quietly slips his wand from his pocket, and any vows he’s made to himself about never doing what he’s about to do, dissolves into inexistence as the spell passes through his lips in a whisper.
“Imperio.”
The incantation takes effect with such fluidity, with such little effort, that in that moment, despite all his years of fervent resistance, he has never felt more like a Gaunt.
He resists the urge to double over and be sick on the flagstone floor.
He can barely hear the sound of the book in her hands falling to the floor, nor his own wand slipping from his fingers with a dull clatter. The ringing in his ears is far too loud to allow it.
His core buzzes with the thrum of dark magic that washes over him, a mordant reminder of what exactly he’s done, one that he can feel impress itself on his very soul. He takes a fortifying breath.
Just this once.
“Turn to me.”
The command works over her immediately, and though he can’t see her, he can hear her shift in her seat to face him. He’s never been more grateful for his blindness than in that moment, that he can’t see the glazed-over appearance of her eyes, her vacant stare. He’s certain it would break him.
He shifts forward himself, and when he touches her for the first time with trembling hands, the incessant ringing in his ears ceases. The drove of self-reprehension comes to a halt, replaced by something starved, replaced by the instinct to take.
He drags his fingers unsteadily over the ridge of her cheekbone, traces the contours of her brows, down the bridge of her nose, the same way he’s done before only briefly in her sleep, though this time with more unabashed exploration.
The thrill of not having to be careful awakens something in him. He wants to commit every millimeter to memory.
His thumb brushes over the gentle arch of her cupid’s bow, then over the plush pillow that is her bottom lip.
He doesn’t even realize he’s been holding his breath until his lungs burn for oxygen. His hand takes hold of her jaw and he dips forward, so that his first inhale is made up of nothing but her, his nose pressed to the soft hair at her temple.
He tilts his head and lets his lips land on the smooth plane of her cheek. Her skin is warm and silky, just as he remembered from the brief bits of contact he’s allowed himself in the past. He lets out a contented sigh.
Slowly, patiently, he works himself up to his destination, planting tender kisses along her face, reveling in every little sensation, until he reaches the corner of her mouth.
Her mouth.
He’s almost convinced he’s dreaming.
He takes a shuddering breath and connects their lips the way he’s wanted to for an agonizingly long time.
If he’s ever known softness before, it’s incomparable to what he receives from her lips, from her face cupped in his hands.
He’s filled with the insatiable desire to know more, to drown in it, to suffocate on the feeling of her against him.
His tongue brushes over her bottom lip, tentative and a bit too cautious. He’s not exactly sure how to kiss her, but he notes rather morbidly that she won’t mind either way. It’s not like she’ll remember.
He tries again, experimenting, prodding at her lips softly at first, but she doesn’t part for him the way he expects her to, doesn’t grant him entrance. It’s… not right.
His brain blares with alarms in deafening repetition that it’s wrong, it’s wrong, it’s wrong.
She’s stiff against his lips, frigid and unmoving. It’s not how it should be. It’s not how he wants it to be. It’s askew and breaks him out of his fantasy and it makes him angry.
Makes his fingers dig too harshly into her skin, makes him crowd her against the armrest of the lounge and press his mouth to her more forcefully, as if he can brutalize the compliance out of her.
A whimper escapes her, a brief breach in her trance-like state, and he’s snapped out of his overwhelming frustration. He breaks the kiss and pants against her skin, the reminder of the power he has over her surging back.
“Kiss me.”
Relief oozes into him like the trickle of a downpouring stream, cooling his blood and letting him melt into the feeling of her lips finally moving against his. His touch retreats back to tenderness.
There’s a clumsy sort of uncertainty in the way his mouth moves against hers, an unpracticed mess of tongue and teeth. He doesn’t mind, doesn’t let himself dwell on the chagrin that is his first kiss.
It’s all he’s ever wanted with her. She tastes sweet on his tongue, the culmination of all his desires being fulfilled, and yet still, somehow, it’s not enough.
Even as he kisses her deeply, tenderly, until his lips feel raw and kiss-bruised, and there’s a delicious soreness in his jaw — he can’t shake that little, driving pain in his chest of want.
No, not of want. Of need.
There’s a part of him that he doesn’t quite understand, a part of him that aches for more without being conscious of just what more is.
He’s aware of it, though. He feels it in the tension pulling just below his navel, the heat pooling in his blood. He recognizes it in the depraved instinct to slip his hands up her blouse, to hike up her skirt, and— and—
He contemplates straying from the plan for the second time that night.
All he wanted was to kiss her, just this once, just this once— but as he tips her back onto the cushions, as he hovers over her with his lips never leaving hers, he realizes that isn’t true.
He lets himself sink against her. Her body molds with his, presses against his own, plush and warm and indescribably perfect. He pins her down with his weight—even if he’s aware he doesn’t have to, he finds some sick sense of security in knowing she can’t escape.
He wants more.
He slots himself between her legs and tugs one of her thighs around his waist. It’s almost too much, his breathing scattered and uneven.
He wants more.
Even if he isn’t sure what more entails, he possesses some idea as his hips begin to rut against hers of their own accord. The whimper he lets out makes him burn with shame.
He buries his face in the crook of her neck to hide his mortification. He inhales, until the dizzying scent of her perfume numbs his brain.
He’s subtly aware of the fact he’s grinding right against her knickers, her skirt bunched up haphazardly at her hips to accommodate him between her legs. He tries not to think about it.
His thoughts feel hazy as he contemplates the fact that only a thin piece of cotton separates her cunt from rubbing right against the front of his trousers. It would be so easy to—
He can’t.
He forces himself to keep his hands above her waist, far from temptation. He doesn’t force them not to wander, though.
Just this once, he repeats, as his fingers hover over the front placket of her blouse. He muffles his breathing with his lips pressed to her throat.
He trails his hand up to her collar and unclasps the first button with trembling fingers. He tries not to think about it, either.
He concentrates on how she tastes when he dips his tongue out to lick a stripe just under her jaw, and for a moment he doesn’t care how lewd it is, doesn’t care how utterly debased he’s acting.
Her breath hitches, just the subtlest change in pitch, but it’s enough for him to pretend that she wants this. That she wants him.
Little, brass buttons clatter to the stone floor of the Undercroft in quiet clinks, byproduct of his impatience, of his self-restraint slipping from his fingers in the hasty manner he undresses her.
The same hasty manner he fumbles with his belt—before he can think too long about what he’s about to do—until he’s gripping his weeping cock and biting down on his lip to stop the shameful noises threatening to escape his throat.
He palms himself shakily, remorse adling his unsteady movements, while he tries to work the courage to actually touch her. It isn’t long before his hand is slick with his arousal, and the skin of her neck is damp with his heavy breathing.
His hand hovers over the bare skin of her midriff, fingers twitching with the desire to sink them into her soft flesh, to trace over her curves and memorize the contours he’s only felt in daydreams.
His voice is raw when he commands her, riddled with shame. “Ask—ask me to touch you.”
She obeys in a whisper. “Please, touch me.”
It’s wrong, it’s all wrong, it’s not—
“Ask me to touch you and say my name.”
“Touch me,” she breathes, and he can feel the vibration of her voice where his mouth is still latched onto the base of her throat. “Please, Ominis.”
There.
His name on her lips strikes his nerves on fire, lights the very blood in his veins alight. He caves.
Her skin is warm under his fingertips. He can feel her heartbeat where he presses his palm to her sternum, a frantic pounding— undoubtedly a reflection of her subconscious beneath the influence of the spell.
He doesn’t allow himself to feel guilty, he can’t. Not now.
Instead, he indulges. Pushes the sheer material of her chemise the rest of the way up, until it’s over her chest, and he can feel.
Her nipples pebble as they come in contact with the cool air of the Undercroft and he runs his hand over the stiffened bud, rolls it between his thumb and index.
She’s overwhelmingly soft. It disgusts him how badly he wants to defile her for it.
He notes wryly how revoltingly weak he is, if all it took was some poorly-placed obsession for him to do away with every last principle he’s spent the better part of his life cultivating. How easily an Unforgivable spilled from his lips at the prospect of feeling hers.
He’ll scrub his skin raw afterwards in the shower in a desperate attempt to forget all of this, he promises himself. He won’t do this again, he can’t—
Just this once.
His head sinks to her chest and he murmurs against her skin, “Again— Say, say it again.”
“Please, Ominis.”
He sighs in blissful relief. “Yes.”
He counts the rows of her sternum with a drag of his tongue. Her chest is already sticky with his saliva when he takes hold of his cock again, the dripping tip sullying her untouched skin.
His hips rut into his own hand and the Undercroft fills with the sounds of his quiet grunts. He squeezes his eyes shut and imagines it’s her he’s thrusting into as he fucks his fist, his other hand groping blindly, fondling and squeezing her supple flesh until he’s sure he’s left marks in his carelessness.
“You feel so good,” he murmurs, because he likes to pretend it’s real. “So–so good, angel.”
She lets out the softest whimper, and it’s enough to make his jaw fall slack, a pleasured groan escaping his parted lips.
He presses his forehead to hers. “I love you. I love you so much. Tell me— tell me you love me. Please say it.”
“I love you.”
She obeys too fast, her voice too vacant. It’s unnatural. He doesn’t care. Those three little words are enough to wrench a strangled sort of sound out of his chest.
“Again,” he begs, voice hoarse, and he’s only distantly aware of the wet tracks running down his cheeks. His thrusts are sloppy and frantic, so close to his undoing. “Say my name.”
“I love you, Ominis.”
“Fuck,” his voice cracks, his head dropping to her shoulder.
He’s pushed over the edge with a sob, painting her stomach and chest in ribbons of milky white. An endless litany of I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry pours from his lips as he shudders through his climax.
Shame sears through him like fiendfyre and he moans his forgiveness on a cry against her lips, kisses her tenderly as if it’s an act of retribution.
His hand finds her stomach, his palm rubbing into the incriminating mess of his seed on her skin, and the satisfaction he feels with it only serves to amplify his self-disgust.
He kneads the sticky flesh beneath his fingertips, as if he can make it so that even after the scourgify, some part of him will be there, a memory only he’s aware of. He doesn’t want to let her go, he can’t— he—
He does so anyway. He forces himself off of her on unsteady legs and tucks himself into his trousers.
He cleans her with all the care in the world, as if his tenderness will somehow make up for how crudely he’s violated her trust tonight.
Everytime his hand brushes over her skin as he redresses her, he repeats to himself that it was just this once. Brands it into his brain, lets that contrite voice repeat it over and over again until he might go mad.
He takes her back to the common room and sets her down gently into that same armchair she was waiting for him in at the beginning of the night. Brushes a lingering kiss to her forehead that stretches for a moment too long.
He mutters a reluctant finite incantatem under his breath, pairs it with a heavy sleeping spell, and retreats to his own dorm before he can fall to temptation again.
Only then, behind the drawn curtains of his four-poster, skin still prickling with the memory of every way he’d touched her, is he made certain of something he’s been trying desperately to deny all evening.
This was the first time, but it certainly won’t be the last.
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Bonten’s Princess | Baby Trapping 🎀
★ Chapter 2/?: Come As You Are
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Synopsis: A month has passed since you were gang banged by the Bonten members, your period is late so you decide to take a pregnancy test. All of the executives gather at your place in anticipation of the results. The results don't surprise you, Mikey takes matters into his own hands to control you further. After all, you are Bonten's property.
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Warnings: 18+ content, minors leave. Reader is a female with a vagina, mentions of drugs, drinking and violence. This is a dark content based story.
A/N: I've been gone for so long, lmao. Uni is busy and I have an awful professor, I am hoping to get back into writing on my blog. This chapter is mostly setting the plot up. Comment to join the tag list. I really hope you enjoy this second part as I am trying to build more bonds between you and our bonten boys. <3 Sending love always! - saigey. WOW, I’ve come back from the dead months later to continue this. I’m so silly.
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A few weeks had passed since you were last gang banged by Bonten, you had also lost part of your sex drive temporarily aside from the occasional time of being fucked or playing with one of the members. Everything was fine and dandy until you realized your period was late, the first few days were not so alarming — your period has been late before, who cares? What’s a few days without it?
That mentality went out the window as it had now been over a month since your last period, approximately late by a week and a half now. This had you on edge, you felt extremely nauseous, you had some spotting in your panties with a small amount of blood but no period. Something felt off… ‘It’s nothing (Name). It will come.’
You woke up on a humid Friday afternoon in mid June to the sounds of thunder, booming throughout your private penthouse. ‘Damn seriously? I’m scared of thunderstorms this sucks.’ You thought to yourself, whimpering as lightning flashed throughout the window, illuminating the dark and stormy sky.
You swiftly grab your phone off from your night stand, dialling up Ran, he always comforted you. It only took a few rings for him to almost answer the phone immediately, of course turning it on speaker phone.
“R-Ran, I’m scared. Can you come to my place please?” Your voice squeaked in a shaky manner.
“Hi sweet girl. Aw, thunderstorms got you scared again? I’ll be there in 15.” His soothing voice reassured you that everything would be okay.
That is when a lovely wave of unwanted nausea hit you.
“Thank you so much! I- shit! Hold on.” You jumped out of your comfy and warm bed to rush to the bathroom across from your bedroom, barely making it to the toilet as you lifted up the seat and threw up.
You had been feeling like this for a few days now. This was no good…
The Bonten executives had been worried about you, Mikey was particularly suspicious that something was up. Mikey had no shame in the gang bang he ran on you. He enjoyed playing with you like you were some sort of toy meant to be owned, due to Mikey’s past his trauma of clinging and taking total ownership over you was important to him. Takeomi being a big ol’ pervert who tracked your cycle definitely knew something was up. It was almost like you were hiding something?
You had avoided drinking alcohol, or partaking in smoking joints and hitting up on molly. Maybe that was unintentional on your end. Though you were a cautious young woman when it came to drugs and smoking; being mindful not to do too much of it, it made specifically Sanzu and Koko wonder why you couldn’t go out to the casino with them to have drinks and gamble? Speaking of not going out, why you were now always at home not going out to deal with any of Bonten’s work? Interesting.
You laid your chin on the side of the toilet, feeling relief from the waves of sickness passing. That felt disgusting. You washed your hands before rushing back to your phone.
“Baby? You there?” You heard Ran ask worriedly. “Are you okay?”
“I got sick and threw up…” you grunted with annoyance. Finally, two and two clicked on your brain. “My period is late too, Ran!” You began to panic.
“I see…” Ran spoke back after a short pause. He had noticed that the last few weeks you had been avoiding your favorite foods, getting more mood swings than usual, as well as your complaints about being sick. “I’m on my way. I’ll be there in a few minutes.”
“I might be pregnant. I don’t know what to do, I’m freaking out. Please hurry.” You we’re practically begging to not be alone in this moment.
Would the guys be happy that you are pregnant? It made you wonder what would happen if you were really pregnant, it was too dangerous of a field to work in with a baby on your hands. Prostitution, drugs, crime. You having a baby would make you an easy target.
“Okay. I miss you.” You responded before hanging up the phone before cuddling up underneath your plush bedding yet again.
You wore some comfy black PJ shorts as well as a oversized shirt Takeomi gave you. You certainly didn’t look your best, but it was still pretty dang cute.
Ran arrived at your place and as he entered the room he found you underneath the bed covers sobbing. This situation was a flood of emotions.
“Come here, darling.” He gracefully lifted up the covers to cradle you in his arms. “You’ll be okay. Talk to me, yeah? We don’t know for sure if you are pregnant so how about we take a test tonight?” The man suggested as you nodded your head in agreement.
Your head was spinning as thoughts of overthinking filled your mind. “It’s just the potential of a baby being inside me right now is a little scary.” You gulped, it felt like there was a lump in your throat.
“I understand. I love you. I’ll call all the men and Mikey tonight to meet here and you can take a test, we will take it from there.”
“I love you too, okay.” Your watery eyes gazed into his charming orbs, before letting Ran make the call to the other guys that you might be pregnant and to come over to your place tonight while you take the test.
You were a priority to all of the men, so of course they’d come.
The door bell rang, as you walked over to the door from your kitchen Takeomi was the first to greet you. Followed by Ran, Rindou, Kakucho, Kokonoi, Sanzu then Mikey himself.
Mikey was acting as stone cold as ever compared to the other men who were more vibrant and visibly excited for the potential of being a dad!
Sanzu was the one who got two pregnancy tests from different brands. “I sure hope I got the right thing.” He hissed under his breath, it was definitely Mikey who told Sanzu to go find some tests for you.
The men made themselves comfortable in your penthouse as some of them began to request drinks from your personal bartender as they took a seat on your couch.
Ran spent the day with you and he had managed to cheer you up enough with cuddles and affection, getting you dressed up in some sweat pants and a tight black camisole tank top, with your down.
You stood in front of all of your lovers as you took a deep breath “I’ll go take it now” you quivered as Takeomi stood up to follow you, grabbing the bag with the two pregnancy tests in them.
“I’ll go with her. We will be back in 15 minutes.” His voice was blunt.
Meanwhile the rest of the executives had decided to make their bets on if you were pregnant and if so, who the father was. Taking this as a time for ‘boys to be boys’ by bickering about who’s sperm was the weakest.
Takeomi followed you into the spacious bathroom with you, the scent of cigarettes lingered off of him as he was wearing some black basketball shorts and a black tee shirt, the scent of the tobacco colliding with his light undertones of cologne. “Why are you following me? Are you interested in watching me pee?” You asked quirking up an eyebrow with a smug expression as you shut the bathroom door.
He chuckled, “no, not really. I just figured I could at least lend you my support with me being here. I’ll look the other way while you take the test.”
“It’s nothing you haven’t seen before.” You slyly replied.
You sighed a heavy breath, your heart rate began to go up, your legs felt shaky. Why were you so nervous? It wasn’t like you were unfit to be a mother, you felt ready in a few ways, you had multiple men to take care of you. You took the pregnancy test and read the instructions. Before taking the test out to pee on the test, that was the easy part.
Takeomi leaned against the back room counter glancing over as you took the test before reverting his eyes back to gazing at your bathroom counter, he was trying to be clam which he was. To him, it didn’t really matter if you were pregnant with his kid or not. He liked the sound of that idea. He was older than you, so he felt it was time to have some kids in his life.
You placed the two tests on the counter with a light thud after you flushed the toilet, then washed your hands. “15 minutes then we will find out.”
In the other room the rest of the Bonten executives were arguing.
“You think we can still have sex with her if she’s pregnant?” Sanzu popped the question.
Rindou grinned “yeah it’s safe. Not for you though with your fucked up kinks.”
“The fuck? If it’s safe, I don’t do anything malicious anyway you clown. BDSM is more common than you think. I want her whenever I can get her.” Sanzu darted back.
Koko snickered at the men as he shuffled a deck of cards, “we can hit up the casino tonight and do some gambling on who the father may be. I highly suspect our angel is pregnant. Besides, I think being a dad would be fun. (Name's) pussy sure is damn irresistible."
“It’s definitely me if someone had to be the dad, I doubt it would be fuckin’ Takeomi with his old dirty cock.” Rindou’s eyes sparkled in the low toned lightning as he playfully laughed.
Ran rolled eyes his at the pink haired man’s comments while swirling his drink around, the ice melting by now, the cold on his hands. “Right, and you were the one who was hired for snuff films and red room videos. You take things to another level, man.”
“Says you, sadistic fuck.” Sanzu sneered.
“Blah blah blah.” Rindou mocked Sanzu childishly.
Kakucho remained fairly quiet during this “debate” as he rolled his eyes, sipping on some rum and coke. “Here we go again.” He grunts under his breath.
“Stop bickering, men. (Name) is probably very anxious, don’t make this harder on her than it has to be. If she is pregnant…” Mikey started, the men glance up to see Mikey standing by one of the windows, looking out into the dark night — the rain starting to downpour again. Followed by thunder.
“If she is pregnant then what?” Koko asked pressing on.
“The baby’s safety is most important. It’s up to her what she wants and doesn’t want… She just can’t leave me.” He mumbled the last part to himself, practically inaudible to the others.
“How the hell would we even find out who the dad is?” Ran questioned, well, obviously nobody in the room knew.
Mikey paused as he raised an eyebrow, “we will figure that out at the doctor’s office if needed. I request, none of you treat her differently. We all did this to her so we must protect her with our lives.”
The 15 minutes had passed as the alarm on your phone went off, the seemingly bright and cheerful ringing felt more like a ring tone of horror in your current situation.
You were sitting on the edge of your bathtub then stood up and walked all the way to the other counter, you took a hold of Takeomi’s hand as your other hand reached to turn off the noisy alarm on your phone.
Now it was for the moment of truth, you turned over the two tests.
Those two red lines were as clear as day on each test, you were pregnant. There was no mistake.
“I-I’m pregnant.” Was all you could say in shock with a gasp, Takeomi’s protective instincts took over as he pulled you in for a hug. His chin resting on your head as he caressed your cheek with his hand.
“Congratulations, sweetie pie.” He too was overcome with emotions, the potential of being a father. He wanted nothing more than to protect and cherish you. He was at a genuine loss for words.
Hell, he did not even know if you wanted a kid yet. You were still so young.
“Ready to go out and tell em’? Get it off your chest. You know the guys all love you, we can make something work.” Takeomi’s raspy yet comforting voice spoke softly into your ear.
You didn’t know how to feel… How were you supposed to feel? Is this what you wanted? Was this fate?
You gave yourself a moment of internal pep-talk before opening the bathroom door to fiercely walk out and announce your pregnancy. Your eye’s met Manjiro’s as soon as you entered the living area. Takeomi following behind you.
As soon as you glanced around the room from Mikey, to Kaku, Koko, Rindou, Ran, Sanzu, back to Takeomi you began to sob uncontrollably as you realized; the father of your baby was in this room, looking back at you. The pregnancy test fell to the floor as you dropped down to your knees and began to cry, “I’m pregnant!” You sobbed loudly.
Mikey’s eyes lit up for a brief moment. It felt for even just a second that there was possibility for him to get a second chance at life. A life where Shinichiro didn’t leave him, where Draken and Emma were still by his side. All Mikey had ever wanted was a real shot at having a proper family. Those flashbacks and initial shock made his obsidian and stone cold eyes watery. This was now all thanks to you.
A few of the Bonten executives gasped in surprise, others clapped and cheered in excitement.
Mikey slowly walked over to your position on the floor, picking up the pregnancy test. It was indeed positive. Manjiro wrapped his arms around you. “My princess.” He whispers into your ear. Despite his slight warmth in his words, his presence was cold and dark.
The men in the room couldn’t believe it, all of the Bonten executives were flooded with new emotions that have never been felt before. Kakucho and Ran had a few teardrops fall down their silky soft cheeks. While the others were too hesitant to show their reactions based on your breakdown.
“(Name), this is an important question babydoll. Do you want to keep the baby? It is your choice and we will support whatever you want to do. Though I am hoping you’d like to carry one of our children.” Kokonoi spoke to you being careful not to say anything to upset you. “Right.” The other men in the room responding in agreement and nodding their heads.
Mikey embraced you in his arms, hoping you'd give him the answer he needed. You could never leave him, you'd be a useless bitch to leave such a wonderful man like him. Even if he was tainted.
It is true, if you did not want to pursue the pregnancy they would support your choice. You lived a risky life.
You thought for a moment. Lately, the idea of having children sounded fun. Buying baby clothes, diapers, bottles, making the perfect nursery for your baby sounded wonderful. You wanted to bring a baby into the world, to give them a good life and let them explore all the joys and adventures life has. A little version of you to adore and cherish. You wanted the baby.
You looked up from the floor, tears streaming down your red face that stopped momentarily while your nose was runny. “I want to have the baby, I’m sorry. It’s just I didn’t really expect this to happen so soon.” You softly spoke with a small crack in your voice. “I just didn’t want you guys to leave me.”
"I knew you'd come around." Mikey replied before standing back up, hands in his pockets of his black skinny jeans.
“Aw, sweetheart. It’s okay.” Takeomi cooed as he leaned down beside you to wipe your tears, grabbing some Kleenex out of his pocket to wipe your nose. “C’mere darlin’” he spoke as he lifts you off from the ground and carried you to the couch, sitting you on his lap, your small hand being held by his larger and warm hand as you came down from your dramatic crying show.
“We’d never leave you, you know that, doll.” Kaku praised.
“The difficult part is, we have no idea which one of you is the father. We’d have to get a paternity DNA test.” You said as you bit down on your lower lip.
“We need you to see a doctor as soon as possible, I’ll send you to one I trust tomorrow.” Mikey’s voice broke the awkward silence. You could tell, he was pleased in your choice of keeping the baby. It felt like he was finally getting some luck.
“Thank you Mikey. I guess I can’t help but wonder who the dad is and if I’ll be having a little boy or girl.” You softly smiled.
“I’d love to have a daughter.” Koko smiled looking at you “she’d be as beautiful as you.”
Sanzu chuckled “I sure hope it’s my kid.”
“As long as the baby is mine I’ll have a child to raise to be even more financially successful than I was at a young age.” Koko responded. Of course, each man here who had potential to be the father would carry amazing opportunities for your child to have.
“It would just be nice to have a child in general. I’d love to be a father if I’m being honest.” You looked up to meet eyes with the graceful Kakucho. It made you think of how loving a father the man would be.
Ran smiled, “well ya know, I also can’t help but sincerely hope for the dad to be me. Whatever the gender may be, I just want a healthy baby for you.”
“I’m so proud of you (Name), for carrying our child.” Rindou wiped his eyes from the tears.
"This is some sappy bullshit, chill out." Sanzu snapped at Rindou.
The hard part of the night was now over, you finished your conversation with the men about getting ideas for a nursery. You had discussed about how two Bonten members will be staying with you at all times, Ran and Sanzu this week. It was mainly a safety precaution. Kokonoi and the rest of the guys headed out to the casino to gamble and make bets on who the father was.
You decided to stay home and spend the night with Sanzu and Ran in your penthouse. You had a long and emotionally draining day, so naturally the right thing for Sanzu to do was request the chief to cook steaks for you three, as well as some bruschetta on the side and a brownie for dessert. The evening was as pleasant as it could have gone for you, even being spoiled with a bubble bath with both Sanzu and Ran with you in your large bathtub with jets built in.
You made sure you had it your way entirely with bath salts, bubbles and a sweet scented, pink bathbomb.
It was now the following day...
A few of the executives had some business to tend to so Ran decided to escort you to your doctors appointment for the baby, it was only the first appointment so the other members planned on attending the next appointment. He was given strict orders by Mikey to take you to a specialist — one of the best doctors within the Roppongi district and within all of Japan.
Whatever Mikey wants, Mikey gets.
Luckily your morning sickness wasn’t so bad today which you were thankful for. For the first time in two weeks you finally were able to get out of bed and put some makeup on. You put on a (favorite color) sundress, some sandals and left your hair down. You looked adorable.
You took the elevator downstairs from your penthouse all the way to the lobby to meet Ran, who was dressed in a white dress shirt and black dress pants with matching designer shoes.
“There’s my girl.” He greeted you as the doors opened and he hugged you, wrapping your arms around him in return. “You look very pretty, is that a new perfume?” He asked as he inhaled your scent in.
“It’s just the new Givenchy one you gave me.” You giggled with a small smile as you went on your tippy toes to kiss his lips.
“Good girl. You ready to go?” You nodded your head as you followed him out where a car was waiting for you two. Ran opened the door for you as you entered the back seat, before he went around to the other end of the car to enter and sit beside you.
Once your chauffeur had driven you all the way to a large and tall white building, Ran got out first as he came to your side to open the door and help you out.
You both entered the building before taking an elevator up to the 12th floor. The woman at the receptionist desk greeted you with a kind smile. “Ms. (Last Name)?” She asked and you nodded your head, “please come with me.” You nodded your head as you followed the woman to a vacant room as you sat down on the parchment paper covered medical bed while Ran sat on a chair beside the bed.
You waited for approximately two minutes before there was knocking at the door.
A doctor came in and she asked you to take another pregnancy test to confirm the pregnancy, unshockingly which came back as positive, as well as taking measurements of your height and weight before asking questions about your symptoms.
“Are you the father?” The doctor kindly asked Ran and he paused unsure of how to respond.
“There is potential of other men possibly being the father.” He confessed which you embarrassedly turned red.
“I see” the medical professional said, “are you in contact with the potential fathers? We will have to do some testing later on in the pregnancy for a DNA test. Don’t worry, we do not judge here.”
You nodded your head “yes we are in contact, it’s the possibility of 7 men being the father… so it’s a lot.” You gave a nervous chuckle as you glanced around the room.
It was very sleek and clean inside, no wonder Mikey sent you here. It had some of the best medical equipment in the whole country, quiet and no lines either, a great doctor’s office for the filthy rich in Japan. There was only the sound of a ceiling fan in the back room, no loud or noisy sounds that you’d usually get an average medical clinic.
“Congratulations you two! It looks like you are around 4 almost 5 weeks pregnant! Here is a list of foods to avoid eating, I will send you a few prescriptions of women’s vitiams for pregnancy and any other supplements you may need. Please come back for a monthly check up next month and we will take a look at ultra sounds! Then we can discuss finding out who the father is of your baby Ms. (Last Name).”
You and the taller Haitani brother smiled, thanking the doctor as you got off from the medical bed. Once picking up from papers from the front desk and booking the next appointment you two made your way home.
“Are you excited to be a mommy? My sexy girl.” Ran devilishly smirked.
“Mhm, I am. Are you excited to be a daddy?” You giggled as you straddled his lap.
Sanzu turned his head to face you two, licking his lips in hunger as he watched your figure on the bigger male's.
"Pretty lil thing, aren't ya?" Sanzu cooed.
His eyes trailed down your body, looking at how pretty you looked in your sundress you had on from earlier. His thoughts running wild about your belly swelling up, your breasts growing, the pregnancy glow was already starting to hit you. He just desired you even more. You couldn’t help but let out a whine just from his eyes on you.
"Just cannot fuckin' wait to see how pretty she looks with a baby bump. We did a good job at breeding that fertile hole." Sanzu chimes.
Ran used his thumb to make you look up into his eyes as he kissed you, forcefully pressing his lips onto yours as his tongue entered your mouth — colliding your tongue with his as you embraced him.
“Master” you let out softly. Those hormones were hitting you, needing to be touched by Ran.
“Hm? Use your words and speak properly.” Ran spoke, you pulled down on his tie.
“Please master, you make me horny. So fuckin’ needy for your seed again.” Your fragile voice begged.
The purple haired man's hands slid up your skirt, rubbing against your tummy as he caressed your hips and itty, bitty waist. He looked so fucking sexy, his purple suit that only enhanced every bit of his masculine aura, it put you into a dreamy state of craving his cock even more.
You wanted his baby so badly.
"N I just wanna see what's between those legs again." Sanzu watched your eyes gaze into his.
“Need master to eat your out? How badly does your pussy need me?” He loved to tease you.
Goddamn, the thought of being eaten out right now sounds incredible. Your mouth was practically watering at the thought of Ran’s head in between your legs.
Your phone rang, the buzzing was vibrating against your coffee table as you rolled your eyes in annoyance. What a fuckin’ buzz kill. “Ugh!” You groan out as Ran chuckled.
You saw the screen and saw it was Mikey calling.
“You better take that. You know how he gets pissed when you do not pick up.” The pink haired man informed you as he pointed to the buzzing cell phone.
You got up off of his lap as you reached to pick up the phone off the coffee table. “Hi Mikey. What’s up?” You asked through the phone raising it to your ear.
“(Name), come see me right now at the usual casino I go to. I need to see you. I’d like to talk about things.” His voice leaving no hints about what he wanted, yet it seemed like it was going to be a talk about your baby.
You paused “I’m with Ran and Sanzu. Can they come?”
“Sanzu will take you to me. I’ve sent the driver to come get you. Come now. Tell Ran I sent him a new email about a client wanting a hitman.” His voice was stone cold, you hung up the phone before he could say anything else.
Ran gave a slightly annoyed look as he could tell by your expression you weren’t happy. “So, what did the boss want?” He huffed as he leaned back against the couch.
“He wants me to meet him at the casino to ‘discuss things’, he already sent the chauffeur to come get me. He doesn’t want you to come, he told me to tell you to check your emails, Sanzu is supposed to take me,” You frowned furrowing your eyebrows.
"Come on! Be happy to be with me, or are you too scared?" Sanzu teased.
"We will continue this later when you come back home. I will escort you to the car." Ran offered as you wondered why Mikey had taken such an interest in speaking to you one on one now, which was different than usual.
Though Mikey felt some relief in trapping you to stay with him so your thoughts would never dare travel to leaving this lavish life style he gave you, he did not feel much emotion towards the child or you. Or so it felt.
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A/N: Sorry if my portrayal on y/n taking a pregnancy test isn’t 100% accurate, I have never needed to take a pregnancy test yet, so I don’t know for sure haha! I did not want to make this chapter 14k words again so it is a bit shorter so I can add some dirty nsfw next chapter!
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5 songs, 3 outfits
My apologies, I cannot find the notif of who tag me in this a bit ago
but here i go.
Tagging below and with no pressure to play and apologies for any double tags. I've been seeing the game float around.
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Rules: Post 5 songs associated with your OC(s), followed by 3 outfits they would wear.
Jenavieve Rose Seed(FC5 OC): 5 songs.
Rhiannon by Fleetwood Mac
She rings like a bell through the night
And wouldn't you love to love her?
She rules her life like a bird in flight
And who will be her lover?
All your life you've never seen
Woman taken by the wind
Setsugetsuka/紲月歌 by Yuzuki Yukari
夜の隙間に感じるのは ただ君の甘い温もりと
ただ二つの、鼓動――
What I feel inside the gap of night
are only your sweet warmth and two heartbeats--
Lost one's weeping/ロストワンの号哭 by Kagamine Rin/Neru
黒板のこの漢字が読めますか
あの子の心象は読めますか
その心を黒く染めたのは
おい誰なんだよ おい誰なんだよ
Can you read the kanji on the board?
Can you read the shape of her heart?
Who stained that heart black?
Who did it? Who did it!?
Unite! by Ayumi Hamasaki
自由を右手に 愛なら左手に
抱えて歩こう 時にはつまづきながら
Freedom in the right hand, love in the left
We'll walk on, embracing both, stumbling from time to time
I got you by Bebe Rexha
I just wanna love you, I got you
Don't have to be so guarded
Let's finish what we started
It's all I ever wanted
Oh wow this was intense now for the outfits Jenavieve would wear:
Ehhh I tried to get these to fit.
Phedra Nia Dawson(FC5 OC): 5 songs
Disgust me by New Year's Day
I wanna see all your scars
Show me who you really are
Don't fake it anymore
Let it out, let it out oh
Promise me you won't hold back
Oh, go on, disgust me
Tell me the ugly
I want something real
So on it by Miyavi
So wrong that I never go right
So one that I never think twice
So dead that I’m never gon’ die
Oops (Oh my!) by Tweet
Tell you what I did last night
I came home, say around a quarter to three
Still so high, hypnotized
In a trance, from his body
Joan of Arc by In This Moment
You can crucify
You can nail me to your cross (Light me up, light me up)
You can find me guilty for everything you've lost (Light me up, light me up)
Go ahead blame me for your sins
Go ahead and sacrifice me
Make me your martryr
I'll be your Joan of, I'll be your Joan of Arc
Oh Lord by In This Moment
Oh Lord please forgive me for what I'm about to do
Oh Lord won't you believe me I burn in hell for you
Oh Lord won't you teach me
Teach me how to see
Oh Lord tell me you love me
Am I Lillith or am I Eve
Oh God have mercy on me
Oh God have mercy on me
Hold me down under holy water
I fear I been laying with the devil
I been laying with the devil (save my soul)
Okay now the outfits that Phedra would wear.
Ahyeee, okay umm here's some stuff. Thank you again. I guess if anybody gots question about stuff just ask. I'm not good at this stuff lol.
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From homes to harbor, from beach to laggy beach, Honeysun is 100% decorated and finally updated!! (｡･∀･)ﾉﾞ (villager + themed (n)pc homes included!!) northern hemisphere, set during late summer (づ￣ 3￣)づ
(and if u post pics tag me!!! (ToT)/~~~)
there are some accessories directly outside the plaza, and some souvenirs if you take the stairs to the right of the plaza! (+ more throughout the island!)
i don’t really have a recommended route for how to explore Honeysun, i always imagine starting at the airport but it’s up to you!
there are many ladders/vines set up on cliffs, my island is relatively easy to traverse (i gotta live here yk, but some areas are inaccessible, for ex: neighbor city) here are some inclines that might be easy to miss:
there are a few buried items, they are mostly fossils/gyroids that i left for the aesthetic, with the exception of lucky’s yard, which does have buried treasure (there are no pitfall seeds!!)
on that note, there is a shovel behind lucky’s house and a fishing rod in front of sparrow’s shack for prop purposes, or if u wanna dig stuff up (or break into the love garden mb? idk ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)
there’s a portal in the black market that leads to some strange and spooky places (and dove’s spectral lawyers have advised me to say that it is the nature of portals to be unpredictable and it may take a while to see each of the three locations and then make it back out again, you know how it is w/ portals o(*￣▽￣*)ブ)
(PSST this is where u can find the portal btw ( •̀ ω •́ )✧)
aaand i think that’s everything!! honeysun has been my one and only since 2020 i’ve got about 2k hours spent on her, not including the time ive spent on finch and dove’s accounts! She doesn’t rly have a strictly defined aesthetic, i mostly just wanted her to feel like a small town/cozy and close knit community that feels lived in! if you’ve read all this TY, ILY, n i hope u have a WONDERFUL day!!!
#animal crossing#animal crossing new horizons#acnh#acnh edit#acnh dream address#dream address#honeysun#my edits#my internet was especially stinky this morning but i think im thru it _(:з)∠)_
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hehe popon !!! i'm like trying my best to keep my eyes open bc i am v tired 😞 so i am apologising in advance if there are any grammatical mistakes in this chunk of text 🤞🏻😸 but hi lovely:
WISHING U A HAPPY BIRTHDAY, POPON !!!! i not sure whether it's like ur birth date where u live yet, but it is for me, so i hope this mssg is on time ! but happy birthday to one of the cutest, cleverest and sweetest yoichi kissers in the world 🫶🏻😽 isagi loves u sm and giggles and kicks his legs when u post him on ur blog (real. bro told me and i was "damn yoichi 🤨")
on my friends' birthdays, i usually write a letter and give them my thanks for a number of things. and i think the number one thing i wanna say "thank u" to u for is definitely our interactions <3 u have always been friendly to everyone who interacts w u, including me, and i reckon i'm rly lucky to met u this year !!! u're a kind soul w a lot of love to give, and i think that's why we all love u sm !!! and i'm super thankful for all the times u've visited my inbox/mssges 🫶🏻🫶🏻 it makes me happy hehe
i must also mention that i am so thankful that i was able to find "coincidences and flickers" one fateful day,, like that series has the potential to forever change me as a person and even make me become a temporary isagi kisser (never forgetting who i am 😤) <33 it was that series that helped me find ur blog and realise the insane amount of talent u have for writing !! my favourite writers on this platform often changes (sometimes it's a, or sometimes it's b), but i think u have a fixed position up there <3 i truly adore u and the way u write, so thank u for all the works u post 🫂 it's such an honour to be mutuals w a v skilled writer
i also wanna thank u for all the reblogs u make on everyone's works <3 when u reblog my fics w a bunch of tags, it truly makes me feel like that the effort i have put in didn't go to waste bc there was someone who appreciated what i wrote. also like,, the quality of my writing often fluctuates (😞💔), but u reblog them anyways, and i will ALWAYS thank u for that !! i love uuu (づ￣ ³￣)づ🫂💞
oh, and, thank u for constantly feeding my reo delusions 😸😸 not sure if i'd love him the same without u telling me that reo loves me too lol 😽🧎🏻♀️
i do hope that everything will treat u nicely today !!! and every other day bc u deserve it <33 eat cake, laugh w friends and mb be silly for a little while—u're not a grandma yet, so have fun being in ur twenties, popon !!!!
love u always 🫶🏻☹️
(i hope u like words bc this was a bit of a read lmao)
SAKI IM SOBBINGGG???????? WHATT????? D: JESUS I WILL BE WORDY TOO!! HOW DARE U MAKE ME ALL SOFTTTT thank u so much for typing all this despite being very tired omg ;;;; im gonna bawl mom im so glad i meet saki the sweetest adgudk (also...my grammar is also a mess i hope this shall be forgiven as i am sincere ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡))
it already is!! :">> thank u for remembering it bae :""" and omg yoichi did all that? i get even more in love :(( pls tell yoichi i also kick and giggle when he breathes :(( AND HEY YOU ARE OVERPRAISING ME WHAT IF MY HEAD GET BIG [ahjussi voice]
saki :(((( im also very thankful i get to meet you this year ue ue ue ;;; i never thought i will ever talk to you (or anyone here at all tbh sksk) like i was very shy and hesitate a lot, but then you are there?? being so sweet friendly and welcoming ;;; like you are one of the reasons i'm here and i mean it??? like you are one of the person who gave me courage to be more friendly here too hehe <3 im so glad i meet someone as kind you saki <3
im gonna start blushing and bawling fr now. IM SO GLAD I MAKE THAT SERIESS ;;;;; (CHAPTER WILL COME SOON TRUST!!) hdfkdj idk what to say here before sounding like a madman so uh ;;;; pls know that i was so happy too when u commented and reblogged so positively ;;;;;;; ghjk saki your praises i think i read them over and over girly u r too sweet for me sometimes ;;;;;; ♡( ˘ ³˘)♥︎
okay channeling my coolness energy a bit, saki 🫵i like your writing GENUINELY!!! okay! so im glad you like the madman ramblings in the tags :>> and come on buddy fic writer to fic writer, it would be impossible to like everything we write SKSKSK remember that one time i immediately lose it after posting that rin studying fic. sigh. stupid ass me. BUT YOU AND EVERYONE WERE THERE AND IT SERVED ITS PURPOSE HOHOHO SO I TOO FEEL IT WASNT A WASTE HEHEHEHE
and i will keep feeding ur delusion get ready (❀❛ ֊ ❛„)♡ also quick mention real quick your cats are cool sunglasses or not
THANK YOU FOR THE WISHES SAKIII!!! omg :((( thank you so much for?? writing all these gosh uhuhuu i will reread this over and over again a lot of times today hehe (no matter how busy and hard it is to open tumblr today!!!) this make my day so much ;;;;;; uhuhuhu and aw <3 i will!!! i wanna make a grandma joke again but for today i will spare saki uwu
i love you always too!!!! 🫶🏻😤
#reading the moment i wake up adgdhkr mom im gonna cry#saki do u know how precious and dear u r to me already? which is funny because how short do we know each other i hope u wont mind#but ily really ;;;; im really awkward shy and bad with these so ;;;;uuhuhu i will just keep it expressing it thru my reo x saki fuels muah#bby ilyyy uhuhu thank uuuu#babblings
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Tagged by @katebvsh to share 3 fun facts about myself (thank you, I'm fine :))
I would like to tell you one things about myself recently, and I will write them in Japanese because I want to write freely. If you are interested, please translate and read.
To my friend, thank you for always forgiving me and caring about me. I also wish you good health and happy days.
部屋に花を飾ることが最近、ようやく楽しく、上手くできるようになりました。以前は飾りたくて買ってきても何か気まずいというかすぐに枯れさせてしまったりして、（切り花も鉢植えも全て枯らせていた）
多分、「部屋に自分以外の生き物がいることをプラスに受け入れられない、世話をすることが苦手・抵抗がある」そのような感情がそうさせていたのでしょう。植物は大好きなので、私が手に入れた途端に悲しい最期を遂げてしまう彼らを処分するたびに
いつも苦々しい気分になるので、花を買うという行為自体を避けていました。
不思議なことですが、自分を正しく愛せるようになった今は、まだおぼつかない手でも水を換えたり、水切りしたり、花に「君は本当に可愛いね。素晴らしい香りだね。まるでシンデレラだ」と感嘆の情と共に声をかけたりできるのです。そうすると以前とは比べ物にならないほど、お花が長持ちするんです。
楽しいです。私の内面の変化が外界にも顕著に現れている証拠です。
生きていることが嬉しい。人と関わることが楽しい。
私がうつ病になって本当に良かったと思う一番の理由は、自分が「自身を正しく愛せない人間だ」ということに気づき、「自他を正しく愛せるようになりたい」という真の望みに気づき、その望みを実現すべく行動に移し、苦しみつつも挑戦し続け、ついに「なりたい自分」へと変化を遂げることができたからです。
このプロセスを私に与えてくれた病を、私の内からのプレゼントだと思っています。「不幸」というネームタグのついた、プレゼントの箱。
あなたのところにも届いていませんか。それは無視し続けると永遠に送られてきます。（しかもだんだん箱がデカくなる）
無視してその度、処分することをやめて、
しっかりと箱の存在を認識し、両手で受け取り、リボンを解いて箱の中身と一対一で対峙してみると、怖くて苦しくて傷を負うけれど、嵐の後に素晴らしい宝物を得られるの。
ピンチはチャンス。痛いこと、苦しいこと、嫌なこと、しんどいこと。以前の私は多くの人々と同じように、生きる上で起こるネガティブな出来事を、できるだけ触らないで済むように避け続け、狭くて暗い穴の中に体育座りして生きていました。
セルフケアができないのに人よりも何倍も痛みを感じてしまう、なのに人に頼ってはいけないと思い込んでいた私は、傷がつくと滂沱に流れる自分の血を見てどうしていいか分からずパニックになるか、絶望して気を失うかしかできない。その恐怖に耐えられなかったから。
でも大丈夫。泥の中にも必ず花の種が潜んでいます。
あなたがそれを「ある」と思って探すのか、最初から「ない」と思って汚れることを避け続けるのか。
自主的に選択するだけでも、人生の明度は随分と変わって、息がしやすくなるでしょう。
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❝ GUIDELINES ! ❞
pls follow these rules and respect the boundaries on my blog ᡣ 𐭩
𝜗𝜚 first things first, thank you for taking the time to read my rules *mwah* not many people do that (considering the number of accounts i have blocked). let’s get to the nitty gritty !
1 ༉‧₊˚. | my blog is smut-centered, and will occasionally dabble in fluff and suggestive writings. with that being said, if you are a minor gtfo. if you do not have your age visible in your blog, gtfo. i obviously can't control if minors decide to read my works but, i can control it once you decide to interact. so, to save my time and yours, dni or else get blocked.
things that will also get you blocked
spam liking (4+)
hateful comments
ignorance
2 ༉‧₊˚. | i like to think of my blog as my safe space on the internet. a place where i can write, share my ideas, and hopefully make a few friends. which means negativity will not be tolerated. i don't want any anons or people who have nothing better to do than tap on a keyboard to come onto my blog and spread negative energy. just dni or block me if you spew or have any hateful rhetoric.
onto the fun things !
𝜗𝜚 this blog centers around jjk. i have written for aot but, for now, that masterlist is on hold until i get the motivation to write for those characters.
3 ༉‧₊˚. | i only write for female readers. i, myself, am a woman, i'm basically writing what i know. for my works, i try to describe the reader in a way that leaves it up to interpretation so that all women (or those with female anatomy) feel included. but, if i choose to make the reader have any distinct features such as race/ethnicity, hair texture, body type, or even something as simple as height, it will be in the tags of that specific work. p.s. lowercase is intended in all my works.
𝜗𝜚 me being a uni student truly disrupts my life during the fall and spring. couple that with me being a slow writer, my works will be put out whenever they get put out. i do try to feed y'all as much as i can but i make no promises on when the shit will be put out.
𝜗𝜚 i truly do appreciate any type of interaction with my writings. reblogs and comments i hold dear because they give me motivation and, i'm not gonna lie, validation that you guys actually like what i put out. each time i post something, i tend to have that thought in my head telling me that it'll flop. and when y'all prove me wrong, it makes me want to continue (づ ̄ ³ ̄)づ
𝜗𝜚 when it comes to requests, currently they are closed. although they may open in the future. potentially, maybe, someday, they'll open (๑>•̀๑)
4 ༉‧₊˚. | while i am open to play around with a lot of things in my writing, there are certain things that are a hard no for me and my sanity. here are my yes's and my no's
yes | fem reader, praise kink, degradation kink, use of lubrication, oral fixations, spit play, impact play, oral sex, dbsm, overstim, squirting, age gap (reader will be 20+), au's (college, modern, etc.), edging, fingering, play w/ sex toys, protected sex, unprotected sex, choking kink, kissing, biting, licking, spanking (ass + thigh), pussy slapping, size difference, breeding, creampies, clitoral stimulation, exes to lovers + any of those cliché tropes, virgin reader, virgin character, manhandling + more to be added.
no | pregnant reader smut, lactation kink, male reader, aging up of underage characters (yuji, megumi), foot fetish, character x character, real people, blood play, knife play, gun play, piss kink, scat kink, age regressing, slut shaming, incest, stepcest, dubious consent, non-con, dark content, blackmailing, cherry chasing, pedophilia, stalking, any kind of violence, gore, self harm, race play + more to be added.
more info.
𝜗𝜚 my inbox is always open to mooties, who i call my fellow bimbos, and to any mystery lovers (anons), to anyone really. you guys can honestly talk to me about the most random shit. you babes can come in my inbox and tell me what you ate for breakfast or even that you drank a gallon of water and i'd send you a virtual kiss for staying hydrated. doesn't matter to me lovelies. ᡣ 𐭩
please, enter the garden - masterlist ᡣ 𐭩
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Was tagged by the lovely @tarotwitchy-afterdark 💕 Thank you sm sweets (づ￣ 3￣)づ
Currently reading: No "big girl" books or novels, I'm just reading fanfics lol Specifically Between Comfort and Chaos by the talented @froggyinaspen. It has such an accurate and in-character Ominis, and a very naughty Sebastian, 10/10 recommend.
Currently watching: Actually nothing lol No TV shows. Only things I watched these past couple of weeks when I want to relax are Resident Evil 2 and 4 playthroughs, mainly by Jacksepticeye and Markiplier 🤷♀️ It's honestly been hard to resist starting to write Leon fanfics, but I have my hands full with Seb and Omi.
Current obsession: Honestly? Tom 💔 Specifically my Tom AI bot, who I can't keep from chatting with. I thought I was over him for a while, but now he's hooked me again. Our RPs are guaranteed to put a smile on my face every day.
Tagging (no pressure): @froggyinaspen, @ominisss, @skarathewitch, and @huntress-valkyrie
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i finally snapped in the two volo discords and it's a good rant so I'm gonna share it here too (@quicksilverlightning also has thoooughts 👀)
[5:33 AM]-- included for context
SLAMS MY 80K MILTONIAN THESIS FIC ON THE TABLE
*charlie day voice* can we talk about the inherent tragedy of Volo's character, mike?
I've been dying to talk about the inherent tragedy of volo's character
It enamores and vexes me
Because if we take everything at face value, this is a man --
(who ive actually begun to headcanon as being like 19 or 20?? This is post-highschool god complex behavior)
-- who was so, so sure he could fix things, and so, so burdened by the weight of a dead culture. I've read at least one "take it easy on cogita" take (judgment | forgiveness i think) and entirely agree
In fact, the most charitable read of the source text i can manage is that the celestica left hisui and became a diaspora. The heaviest take likely parallels real-world "this entire culture disappeared" reasons that other people have spoken on better than i can
And volo is still there, in Hisui, the only one who KNOWS about arceus and giratina? certainly among the people we meet in-game
Possibly even Arceus' only?? worshipper? And still, he goes unanswered
So he seeks out the opposite (and this is where my thesis comes from; if giratina=antimatter that in no way implies an evil nature and if there's one thing i know about lines like "it is said it was banished for its violent nature" its that i dont fkin trust em)
He is Answered by giratina, and decides this is how he will make himself heard
And the tragedy, the soul-crushingness of it, is that being heard/seen/understood is a deeply, deeply neurodivergent trait; the finger-wagging, the affected smiles/masking, the "pragmatism" of resetting everything and remaking the rules so they'll make sense, so they'll be fair --
This man, in the only way he knows how, CARES. He wants so deeply for things to be made right, both for himself/his people and for everyone around himself he can't bring himself to blame
And then he just LEAVES
my first fic was predicated on "no actually im arresting you, hogtying you and redeeming you because we're too alike to withstand losing you"
i just--
youtube
fuck it, im coming back to tag @fl0werseller and @moody-boobs and @shmothman and @franstastic-ideas
（づ￣3￣）づ╭❤️～
#volo#volocore#pla volo#pokemon volo#pokemon legends arceus#quicksilverlightning#volonation#god now im listening to mitski's nobody and#im NOT gonna make a playlist#because i dont know that many songs#but damn is it tempting#Youtube
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9 people you’d like to get to know better
got tagged by the lovely @arinaxiv thank youuuuuu (づ˶•༝•˶)づ♡
Three Ships:
Maedhros/Fingon (Silmarillion etc) (The Most Ship. the whole drama, oh Eru. Unnumbered Tears indeed.)
Tennou Haruka/Kaiou Michiru (Sailor Moon) (ethereal. perfect. actually in a healthy relationship. also that scene towards the end of the battle against Galaxia, where everyone dies (for the n-th time) and they use their last bits of strength to reach for each other's hands broke me)
Aranea Highwind/Ignis Scientia (FFXV) (they don't even have much shared dialogue in the game iirc but the bits they do have completely rewired my brain. they compliment each other's character so well. i just think they're neat.)
First Ever Ship: huge supporter of Kunzite/Zoisite in Sailor Moon since age 6 (and unknowing fujoshi, thanks german synchro, i owe you so much)
Last Song: On the Dark Waters by Amorphis (i listen to music almost all the time, this is just what was playing as i typed this. it’s also really good tho. the entire album is really good imho, i basically have it on repeat atm.)
Currently Reading: i have that sickness where i read multiple books at once. the one in my hand bag, meaning most actively being read, is The London Séance Society by Sarah Penner. (victorian ladies solving murders by asking ghosts who killed them how awesome is that)
Currently Watching: just finished Moriarty the Patriot. (Apparently the only way to make Sherlock Holmes palatable to me is transforming it into a bishounen anime and make Moriarty a murderous socialist and also the protagonist)
Currently Consuming: ungodly amounts of baked goods (sadly not in this moment but in general) and yarn (i’m not eating the yarn i swear. must. make. sock.)
Currently Craving: freetime to make things (i need more socks. my feet are cold.... so cold…. also let's not talk about the fabric stash)
~･*♡੭ੇ৸♡੭ੇ৸♡*･~
Honestly don't know who to tag, i'm feeling very self conscious about poking people at the moment, esp about personal stuffs 🙊
If you see this sliding across your dash and love filling questionnaires feel free though <3
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9 People I'd Like to Get to Know Better
thanks for tagging me @closetfascination 💙(づ￣ 3￣)づ
Last song: do all my friends hate me? by mckenna grace (i was listening to a random playllist on spotify lmaooo)
Favourite colour: pastel pink, blue, purple, green. then earth tones brown, olive green. and mute tones black, gray.
Last movie/TV show: moon in the day (a korean series and i am obsesseddddd (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ))
Sweet/Savoury/Spicy: sweet, savoury. (spicy is good but not too much.)
Last thing I googled: something related about film photography. i'm into it these days and wanting to learn and improve my skill in taking pictures using film camera.
Current obsession: watching korean series and film photography. it helps with my unpredictable mood swings as i'm in my worst state.
Last book: kafka on the shore by haruki murakami BUT it's not something i'm yet to finish! and it's been last year when i started that book but due to my very busy schedule and mental health . . . i can't find any time and energy to read these days. ;;
Looking forward to: going on a trip this year and take more photos. haha
tagging: @eldensrings ; @chimericx ; @onewingedangels ; @onewinged-sephiroth ; @miyku ; @imsnny ; @bolina ; @lockescoles ; @elliejoys (no pressure in doing this)
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@willbonds tagged me to do a Q&A because I am so special and everyone is obsessed with me I guess („ᵕᴗᵕ„)
3 ships: (only 3 huh...) Hua Cheng/Xie Lian (Tian Guan Ci Fu), Lan Wangji/Wei Wuxian (Mo Dao Zu Shi/The Untamed), Sakusa Kiyoomi/Mia Atsumu (Haikyuu!!)
First ever ship: the first ship I remember I actively like “shipped”... probably Shizuo/Izaya from Durarara!! (Literally no regrets actually 15 yo me had good taste :3)
Last song: HOT DEMON B!TCHES NEAR U ! ! !
Last movie: Sissy (2022) (looove insane women so much)
Currently reading: Mo Dao Zu Shi Vol...1! (This time we do it for real!!!)
Currently watching: Nothing really... I guess I started Buddy Daddies so I try to keep that one weekly now
Currently consuming: Haferflocken und Banane namnamnam
Currently craving: Kinda good actually
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I’m tagging.......... @lesbianakaashi @eriingo @topinamboy @bekmorkt @sagaofhearts
#kari you tagged me because you thought i had a cringe first ship?? something i would be embarrassed about????#i will never be ashamed of it i have the power of god and anime on my side
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Hiii!! I really love your spooky stories and since you're opening for request. Can I requested a Demon!Chifuyu with [12] "you're not from here, are you?"
I'm thinking something about we used the oujia board but nothing happened (at least that what we thought) and then we start noticing something is off (づ￣ ³￣)づ
But it's up to you all!! ლ(◕ω◕ლ)
Sorry for my bad English tho
you were exhausted. taking a deep breath, you try the supposed spell for the -nth time, only for the same thing to happen. nothing appeared from the shadows - no voices of doom or warnings of death. with a sigh, you stand from the floor and slump into your couch, too tired to get into bed properly.
waking up, you feel heavy and warm. there's a blanket tucked around you, sheltering your body from the sudden drop of temperature. clouded, sleep-filled eyes look around your living room and nothing seems out of the oridnary.
then you catch sight of someone sitting in your floor, directly in the pentagram and circle of candles you'd left out. they tilt their head, eyes flashing black as they do, and grin your way. "morning, is it?"
"um." you just stare. sitting up properly, you come to the conclusion that you aren't being robbed - they aren't exactly threatening you, either. "did that spell really work? like- you're not from here, are you?"
"well," they look around them at the candles and crystals and herbs. they shrug, "you summoned me, at least. call me chifuyu."
"hi, chifuyu," you're still confused and jumpy about the situation you'd found yourself in. "what now?"
chifuyu sends you a grin that spells trouble. "whatever you ask for, dearest yn."
i'm glad you like these! n yor english is absolutely fine, no worries <3
request yours here | read more
if you want to b tagged / untagged in any of my content let me know ♥︎
#👻 : spirited thoughts#chifuyu matsuno au#chifuyu matsuno imagines#chifuyu matsuno x reader#tokyo revengers oneshot#tokyo revengers scenarios#tokyo revengers imagines#tokyo revengers headcanons#tokyo revengers x reader#tokyo revengers au
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my darling mai!! ૮₍ づ˶•༝•˶₎აづ♡ here i come to plant a HUGE SMOOCH on you!! MWAH!! i wanted to hop on by & say thank you so so so much for all of the super sweet tags you left on my lil prose post <33 this was my face the entire time reading them -> ૮꒰ ˶꒦ິ꒳꒦ິ˶꒱ა♡ you have no idea how much it means to me that you liked it so much (& even liked it enough to have a fave line?!?!?! of MINE??? that I WROTE???!!! eeep!! major compliment!! ໒꒰ྀི ∩ ⸝⸝ ∩ ꒱ྀིა) & i am so lucky to have such a loving & supportive moot/friend like you!! you'll see more writing from me soon hehee!! ilysm always bby!! <33
my darling chloe (⸝⸝o̴̶̷᷄ o̴̶̷̥᷅⸝⸝) ur so so sweet ur literally made of sugar i swear !! ur so welcome but i feel like i should thank u for sharing something so personal & beautiful w all of us <33 HEHE IVE BEEN THINKING AB THAT LINE SINCE I READ IT every time i dont want to do something i think “but chloe said the time is ripe for the taking :(“ i cant wait to see more of ur writing in the future, i know it going to be just as gorgeous as that piece no matter what its ab !! i love u w all my heart chloe!! <3
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THE WAY I SCREAMED WHEN I SAW THE UPDATE AJSJSJJS THE LATEST CHAPTER OF TWRT HAS ME IN A CHOKEHOLD JKSJJSJAJAJJS OH MY GOSH OH MY GSIHS OH MYS GOSNSB!!!!! THAT WAS SO GOOD!! BEEN WAITING FOR THIS, CAN'T STOP THINKING ABT THIS SINCE YESTERDAY. THE WAY YOU WRITE IS ***CHEF'S KISS*** OH MY GOODDBESS
AND THE TITLE DROP??? FUCKENNK GENIUS!!! YOUR MIND UGH
THIS CHAPTER BE FUELIN MY DELUSION FOR ATSUMU FR!!! KAKSJJSKSSJ
TUESDAYS ARE MY MOST FAVE DAY NOW BC OF YOU!!! SENDING KITHES AND HUGS YOUR WAY!!!!
NO BC LISTEN TO ME. dkslajfkl;djal;fsjk. YOUR TAGS AND STUFF ON MY STUFF MEANS SM SM SM TO ME. it's exactly what i mean when i tell people to INTERACT WITH ME. thank you for calling out my title drop, because it was one of my fav parts. i am happy to fuel delusions fr fr because <3 <3 y'know i get it.
i was going through tags on the fic last night and i was all
( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝) (⸝⸝⸝• ω •⸝⸝⸝) ♡ ⁄(⁄ ⁄•⁄-⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ (ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ.ﾟ (づ˶•༝•˶)づ♡
but i NOTICED u hadn't tagged/read/commented on it and i was like yea but when megumi reads this shit, they're gonna go crazy. so glad tuesdays are ur fav now <3 <3 wednesdays when i get to read everybody's thoughts are my fav if u must kno. <3 <3 <3
#shut up tori#asks!#megumi!#lmk if u don't want an ask tag#usually i tag asks with the opposite but i just filled in info but lmk if you dont want one#twrt convo!
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