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spaceyflowerswriting · 1 year

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Can you write something where Jake kim finds out his partner is not eating and selfhärming but try’s to help her through it? It’s ok if you don’t want to write this, sorry if I made you uncomfortable

gentle (jake kim x reader)

details: angst oneshot with some fluff at the end, gender neutral reader written in 2nd pov, general canon au, you and jake have been dating for a while

summary: jake wishes he noticed the signs of your state sooner, but he's just glad he can still be there for you.

warning: reader is described as starving themselves and self harming. the most explicit detail is mentions of cuts.

a/n: thank u for requesting! dont worry about requesting something heavy, i just hope i wrote it in a way that isnt insensitive ;_;

(all hidden under a cut because of the sensitive material)

"Please tell me the truth." Jake gulped, moving over to block the doorway when he saw you take a hesitant step forward. "Please." His voice softened, brows furrowing downwards as he looked at your lip, which began to quiver.

Your eyes were glossy, and they did not match the small smile you plastered onto your face. "Jake, it's not what you think--"

"Then tell me. Please tell me what's going on." The suspicion Jake had for a while that was slowly starting to look like a truth made him sick with horror. He didn't want to believe it, but the evidence couldn't be denied anymore, not even at your word.

"I..." You stumbled over your words and trailed off, and when you finally came up with an excuse, it was barely believable. Every second your smile became more strained.

Jake shook his head and held a hand out, saying your name. "I want to believe you, I swear, but you sound so unsure of what you're saying and you... you haven't explained the..." He found himself unable to say what they were, as if by doing so, his fear would become true. But it seemed like it already was. "On your arms," he settled for instead. "And the small blood stains on your sleeves."

Your crossed your arms as soon as he mentioned them, clutching them. This time you just stayed silent and stared at the floor.

"And you can't deny that you haven't been looking as happy or healthy as of late. The last time we hugged, you were a lot smaller than I remember. I don't think I see you eating as often, either."

Again, you stayed silent.

It did nothing but confirm Jake's thoughts, and soon he found his eyes welling up with tears like yours. He couldn't stop to think, words spilling out of his mouth as soon as they entered his head. "Why are you doing this to yourself? And for how long? Why didn't you tell anybody? Why didn't you tell me?" He grew shaky, his voice desperate but not angry. You remained motionless. "I--We--The others and I, you know we love you, right? We can always provide support for you and if you're going through something like--"

"It's not that easy!" you snapped, nearly making Jake flinch. "And I know you and Big Deal care, but it's not--" Your arms tightened around yourself as your voice hitched. "It's not that easy." More and more tears spilled from your eyes until you had no choice but to wipe at them with your palms. "I don't know what it is either. Or maybe I do. I don't know. I don't know, okay?"

Jake frowned, mainly in disappointment at himself for not being able to provide the comfort you needed right now. He could only piece together in a quiet voice, "I'm sorry for raising my voice. I just--no, nevermind." He took a deep breath, though it did little to help his state. "We should calm down, okay? I'm here for you, let's talk this through."

When you made no reply, he stepped forward and in that moment, you ran right past him. Although shocked, he managed to grab your wrist just in time.

"What are you--"

"Let go!" you sobbed, refusing to look at him.

More panic arose in Jake. "I don't understand--"

"It's none of your business, okay?!"

"But--"

"Will you please just let go? I don't..." You were hicupping and roughly trying to brush away your tears with your free hand. "I don't want to talk about it. How about that? Just let go, please, and leave me alone."

There was nothing Jake wanted more than to just give you a hug but he didn't want to agitate you in your current emotional state. Slowly, he slipped his hand down yours and you pulled away. You didn't run off right then, taking a moment to continue wiping away tears, but to no avail. Eventually you began walking off and Jake stared, even after you left his sight.

After a moment, it was as if everything came crashing down on him and he dropped to his knees, his palms nearly digging into his eyes as he sat there and sobbed. A storm of regret ran through him.

"I fucked up," he stammered, quietly repeating it until to himself until he couldn't anymore.

He should've seen them. Even if they weren't obvious, even if they were that minoscule because you hid them so well, Jake should've seen the signs. He cursed himself for not being able to, for not helping you sooner, for being in denial. Despite that, he knew he shouldn't be thinking about how miserable he felt when you were the one who needed warmth and sympathy, but when he confronted you three days ago, you ran off.

It had been stressing him out ever since, but he was thankful you at least sent back a reply saying you were fine when he had Brad and Lua go looking for you. Plus, you were still making the small effort to occasionally respond to his texts to say you just needed space. He still stuck close by, of course.

Just like before, he wanted to trust you, but he wanted to be there, too, in case you did anything drastic.

"So... this is awkward."

Jake perked up from his desk at the sound of your croaky voice, and looked up to make eye contact with you. He couldn't help but notice how puffy and tired your eyes looked, but he still flashed a little smile as you glanced away. "No, not at all. Did you need something?" He set down his papers, clearing his throat and trying to appear as casual and open as possible. "I'm, uh, I'm always here for you."

You nodded absentmindedly. "I know."

"Okay. Good."

There was an awkward silence afterwards, and the elephant in the room was very much present--Jake wanted to bring it up, but he was afraid you might clam up again. He understood the first time he rushed you out of his own overwhelming worry for you, and now he wasn't sure how you'd react to a more gentler approach. It would be better if he just waited for you to say something first, right? But what if you never did?

Before the anxiety in him grew worse, you gestured vaguely before dropping your hand and then sighing. "I'm... sorry for being distant." Your voice cracked, and Jake felt his heart breaking into a million pieces. It was awful to see someone lovely like you, even if you weren't his partner, be in this much pain. "And for... worrying you."

"Don't worry, I understand. You don't need to feel sorry for anything. And you know I'm sorry for all the insensitive things I said then." Jake was still hesitant on what he wanted to do, but instead of walking on eggshells, he took a deep breath and decided to just ask. "Do you feel ready to talk about it now?"

You shrugged. "Not really. But I felt guilty knowing how much I hurt you so I figured I'd at least come see you."

"Ah..." Jake awkwardly chuckled. "It's fine, I promise. I took zero offense in your actions."

"Thanks." Your reply was dry, but it's wasn't as if Jake expected you to be enthusiastic or anything.

More awkward silence passed. The two of you were looking off to the sides. Jake's mind was still running a mile a minute while trying to figure out how to proceed the conversation.

After a moment of debating questions to ask, he went on to confess something instead. "I don't mean to make this about me, but this is my first time helping someone with something... uh, like this." Jake moved his gaze back towards you. "So if I do anything wrong or insensitive like before, I really want you to tell me how to correct it, because I want to be the best I can be to help you through this." He quickly added, "I mean, I'll do my own research and stuff, too, of course, but... you know. I just want to make you comfortable and make it clear I only want to help. Even if it means giving you space or shutting up or something."

You were still looking away. When the corners of your lips tilted upwards a little, Jake sighed in relief. "You always mean the best. I would never assume you're trying to hurt me, or anyone for that matter."

He beamed at you. "I'm glad." His smile softened when you finally made eye contact with him again. "And, hey, since you don't feel like talking about it yet, is there something I can do for you at the moment? Distract you, maybe?"

Apologetically, you bowed your head slightly. "No, sorry. I'm just... working through it right now."

"No, no, it's fine!" Jake tried to say reassuringly, waving his hands. "I'll be here as long as needed."

Your smiled widened. "I appreciate that. Really."

Jake nodded, still smiling. He began to stand up, only to awkwardly halt and then ask, "May I hug you?"

He felt his cheeks turn a little red when you stared. The embarrassment only increased when you began to softly laugh, shaking your head. "Yes. Yes you can, Jake."

"You..." He huffed, putting his hands on his hips. "I just wanted to make sure, okay?"

You just hummed as you held your arms out. "I know. And it was very sweet of you to ask first."

The slight pout on Jake's face quickly turned into a grin. He strolled over and enveloped you into a warm hug, sighing in content when you did your best to return it. It was only three days, but he missed the feeling of you in his arms.

"Can I say something?"

Jake snapped out of his mild haze. "Anything."

"Thanks for not leaving me even though you saw me at probably my worst."

Your quiet voice and your words gave Jake more heartache. He wished there was something he could do to instantly help you, but he knew it wouldn't be that simple.

In response, he lightly tightened his hug on you and said, "You don't need to thank me for that. But since you did, you're welcome." He paused for a moment. "I'll do my best to support you, always. I believe you can make it through this, and any other tough times in the future."

You nodded into his chest and Jake finally felt like everything was going to turn out just fine.

#lookism x reader #jake kim x reader #requests #this feels a little rushed but im not sure what else to add T_T #anyways damn my latest jake works being sad as hell... i need to write sumn goofy with him soon 😭

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animescapist · 2 months

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ANIME REACTION YUBISAKI TO RENREN Episode 6

Haha.

Hm? Is she gonna say sorry?

NEVERMIND! I COULDNT BE MORE WRONG@!

OH COME ON!

Wait, she didn't hear that?

OH COME ONNNN

AAAAAGGGGGGHHHH

AND WHY DONT YOU, HMM, OKAASAN?

OH MY GOD. I feel this way about some of my friends who dont plan stuff out when they travel. It worries me so much that I can't sleep well.

Down bad is not quite the word for it, haha.

But I love that blush expression.

HE'S GONNA TELL HER

HE SAID ITTTTTTTTT

How many episodes are we in? Episode 6? Okay, not bad! I love that. Didn't take until the end of the season to get to either of them confessing. That's great.

Okay. When you're asked this question after confessing to someone, saying "I don't know" or "no reason" are the worst answers ever. That's bullshit. That means you just wanna pair up for the sake of it, or even worse than that, you hadn't internalized or thought about your relationship as much.

Knowing the reason why you like or love a person is very important. You have to have a reason. It has to have meaning why you chose them out of everybody else. Even saying, "I think you're pretty" is a better response than nothing or not knowing. The other person needs to understand what made you like them to understand you and what your intentions are. Your answer will define how committed you are, what type of relationship you're seeking for, and reflect what kind of person you are. The answer to this question is not something you can half-ass.

Itsuomi's answer is that Yuki's presence in his life changed how he will perceive the next travels he'll do. That whenever he travels, he's probably gonna think to himself that she wants her with him. That speaks volumes for him since travelling is like top on his priority list. But with Yuki now, he wants to be part of all that.

Basically, he wants her to be with him. All of her. Them. Together.

I was worried that the series might pull a dick move of Itsuomi essentially only wanting to learn sign language for fun and cultural learning. But I'm glad that he's always approached it for Yuki.

HHAHA. YOU GUYS GOT ONE-UPPED. GIT GOOD. HAHAHAHAH

NOW YOU TWO SHOULD DATE

LESGOOOO

I'm interested in what Shin wanted to talk about with Itsuomi. I know it's going to be about that bish. I just wonder what he will say.

#anime reaction #yubisaki to renren

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thatoneguy031 · 3 months

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...So, what you're saying is that he's probably wanted by Plasma.

<And we dont know why either.> [Cherry had managed to grab Guy's bag, and stole his notepad and pencil for the time being, struggling a bit to hold both those and Cocoa's unconscious body.] <He didnt get any time to explain it.>

[Blair sighed.]

...Okay. Not now, but I'll definitely try to get that info out of him. They're a super serious group to be associated with, and it's not worth waiting to naturally find out what his deal is. And that other thing... What was that? What made him go insane like that?

Hm. Alright, so when you get the chance, tell that other Samurott about it, and get him to get into contact with me and Bianca. He sounds like he knows what he's doing.

[After some time, Blair felt Guy shuffle a bit as he begun to wake up. Little did he know of the situation that he was put in.]

Hrhm... Why...? Everything hurts so much...

...

!!!

Get aWAY FROM ME!! AAAAHHH-! [Guy wriggled out of Blair's hold on him, scrambling away while maintaining eye contact with the young Trainer.]

What the hell, dude?! He just-

Let him be, Flygon. It's my fault; He didn't know anything, and he clearly has some kind of beef with Trainers. I pushed the extent of his boundaries... Let him regather his senses.

[Guy was so focused on getting away from Blair that he had bumped into Frost, who had proceeded to nuzzle his cheek to calm him down.]

Hhh... Frost...?

...

You're alright!

I-I thought I was gonna lose you f-forever! I am SO happy to see you again, dude...!

You say that like he died or somethin'...

He might as well had! I had no idea when I'd be able to see them again!

...I'm going to keep this short. I had already told Flygon and Suicune, but none of you are in fighting shape yet. So, for the time being, you'll all have to stay with me. I can't afford any of you getting hurt.

I know how you feel, Guy, and I understand your fear... [Blair lowered his head, in an attempt to show respect to the Samurott.]

I promise that I'm not going to do anything to you that you're not comfortable with without reason. As long as you're willing to accept my help, I'll make sure to protect all of you until you recover. So... [Blair sighed again, giving Guy a kind smile.]

...How about it?

[Guy was admittedly stunned. He had never gotten such a... direct source of help, from a human, nevermind a Trainer. He... didn't know how to feel about it. It wasn't like he necessarily trusted him, but... Blair hasn't done a single bad thing since they've met.

And the Trainer had a point, as well. The trio had gotten pretty messed up in that fight, and it would pain Guy to let them go through more than needed while having someone offer their help right there...

With all of his options of escaping exhausted, and a fear of hurting anyone more than he already has, Guy nodded.]

---

[Guy and Frost are available for asks!

Blair, and his Pokemon by extension, have joined the party!

Blair is open for asks!]

#guy rambles #cherry chatters #pkmn irl #pokemon irl #pokeblogging #flygon #samurott #suicune #trainer blair #Arc 3 #ooc: Consider this post a return to form of sorts #ooc:I wanted to give Arc 2 vibes with this one

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pesterloglog · 5 months

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Feferi Peixes, Eridan Ampora

Act 5, page 2467

cuttlefishCuller [CC] began trolling caligulasAquarium [CA]

CC: W)()()()()(-E-E-E-E-EW.

CA: fef are you in

CC: Yea)(...

CA: that took forevver

CA: i wwas gettin wworried kinda

CC: Yes, it was a pretty close call, and got kind of complicated.

CC: But Sollux finally came t)(roug)(, and now I believe t)(e full c)(ain is complete!

CA: man that guy

CA: hes a fuckin drama machine it is fuckin pathetic

CC: YOUR STUPID FIS)(Y FAC-E IS T)(-E DRAMA MAC)(IN-E T)(AT DO-ES NOT)(ING BUT W)(IN-E AND GLUB.

CC: 38P

CA: fuck SORRY

CC: Anyway you s)(ouldn't say t)(at about )(im, )(e is a )(ero and )(e saved my life.

CA: yeah sorry

CA: i wwas just really wworried and stressed out i thought you wwere dead

CA: and i didnt evven get to thank you for savvin my life or really for anythin

CA: and i just spent all this time here wworryin and thinkin about stuff

CA: and i decided i havve something i wwant to tell you

CA: that ivve been meaning to get off my nub for a wwhile noww

CC: O)(, really?

CC: T)(at's good! Actually, I )(ave somet)(ing I )(ave been meaning to say to you too.

CA: wwhoa really

CA: uh

CA: wwhat is it

CA: you go first

CC: Mm, okay.

CC: But t)(is isn't easy to say!

CA: yeah i knoww

CA: its ok maybe i wwill understand more than you think

CA: wwe might evven be sayin the same thing

CC: Okay, I )(ope so.

CC: I t)(ink...

CC: Now t)(at we are bot)( in t)(is game, and )(ave left our world be)(ind...

CC: And you can no longer pose t)(e danger to our people t)(at you )(ad always planned to...

CC: I t)(ink it is not really necessary for me to be your moirail anymore.

CA: wwhoa

CA: wwait

CA: wwhat

CC: 38(

CC: I am really sorry, -Eridan. It )(as just been so )(ard looking after you and keeping you out of trouble!

CC: It )(as taken its toll, and )(onestly I am really ex)(austed.

CA: fuck

CA: this isnt what

CA: i dont knoww i wwasnt expectin this at all

CA: im not sure i can handle this

CC: I'm sorry!!! 38'(

CC: It will be t)(e best for bot)( of us. We can just sort of be...

CC: Regular friends instead.

CA: no

CA: please dont

CA: look im bein serious here dont do this

CA: i wont even use my weird accent while i type ok so you know im bein really dead serious and honest about this

CC: Uh...

CC: Okay, I am being serious and honest too. SEE?

CA: ok good

CA: are you sure you arent bein hasty about this youve just been through a lot

CA: i mean we are supposed to be fated to be moirails arent we

CA: isnt that how it works

CA: you cant just throw all that away cause youre sick of me

CC: I am not sick of you, Eridan! I still really like you.

CC: In order to be destined for moirallegience, both people have to be on board, don't you think?

CC: But I cannot do it anymore. So I think it just wasn't meant to be all along.

CC: And really, you just don't need me anymore. You are free to do as you wish! We both are.

CC: I can't look after you anymore.

CA: I DIDNT EVER NEED ANYONE TO LOOK AFTER ME

CA: i was totally fuckin fine my ambitions were noble

CA: and really none of your fuckin business QUITE FRANKLY your majesty

CA: and the only reason i put up with stickin my flipper in this fuckin shithole quadrant with you was

CC: Was what?

CA: nevermind

CC: Tell me!

CA: ok fine

CA: i apologize for losin my shit over this i was just caught off guard is all

CA: but maybe its a good thing really

CA: actually i might a been proposin the same thing to be honest

CC: Oh?

CA: yeah

CA: fef have you thought about

CA: since you dont wanna be pale with me no more

CA: the possibility a some other type of arrangement with me

CC: What do you mean?

CA: i mean

CA: somethin a bit more

CA: kinda reddish

CA: like

CA: brighter red

CC: 38O

CC: No, I hadn't thought about it!

CA: ok well what do you think about it

CA: now that youre thinkin about it

CC: Um...

CC: I really don't know about that.

CA: why not i thought you said you liked me

CC: I do! But I don't know if it's really in that way.

CA: couldnt it be though

CA: dont you think theres room in your collapsin and expandin bladder based aquatic vascular system for those feelins

CC: I've never had a chance to consider anything like that! I have just spent all my time worrying about you and trying to keep you from killing everybody or hurting yourself.

CC: It took all my energy.

CC: I don't think I have anything left for those feelings either.

CA: oh god

CC: What?

CA: im the biggest fuckin idiot who ever lived

CA: i cant BELIEVE i just opened up to you like a chump when i knew what was comin

CA: i am one sad fuckin brinesucker

CA: overemotional sappy trash youre right im not better than anybody

CA: im worse than anybody

CA: EVERYBODY

CA: all the bodies

CC: STOP!!!!!!!!!!!

CC: God.

CC: Will you just clam up for once in your life?

CC: Always carping and carping and carping!

CC: You go completely overboard with your emotions, always looking to reel in drama wherever you can.

CC: I am up to my gills in it! I just can't salmon the strength anemonemore.

CA: i cannot

CA: BELIEVE

CA: you are doin the fish pun thing while youre breakin up with me

CA: real nice

CA: whoops i mean REEL nice

CC: HEHEHE, sorry.

CC: But really, this shouldn't be as bad as it sounds.

CC: When all is said and done, I am still your friend.

CC: We have left our world behind. Everyone is dead, and there's no use in worrying about it now.

CC: It's over! It is time to play this game and focus on building something new and ------EXCITING.

CC: So )(ang in t)(ere, -Eridan.

CC: I )(ave to go now! Sollux is in serious trouble, and I )(ave to go )(elp )(im.

CC: BY------------------------E!

CA: wwait

CA: dont go

cuttlefishCuller [CC] ceased trolling caligulasAquarium [CA]

CA: glub

#homestuck #feferi peixes #eridan ampora #homestuck act 5 #page 2467 #homestuck act 5 act 1

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bojackhorsemanobviously · 11 months

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"Stan! I'm not going to wait 20 years to apologize because I'll probably be well.. nevermind that I'm here to say." .......................................................... He wasn't really use to this s he never apologized outloud not really so he went quite for a few seconds but managed to stumble out. "I'm.... sorry... I made you uncomfortable and for making things weird and I understand if you don't want be around me anymore I'll respect that.. but you should know I like being your friend and i don't see myself as a father not really just more of a cautionary tale so you don't end up hating yourself like me. I see so much of myself in you and i get worried .. you are someone I care about and I want you to be safe and happy. I don't want antything else but to make sure your happy.. okay? i don't ask for forgiveness but i wanted to clear the air all we have is the connections we build and I dont want us to end on such a weird note. you know? I dont want it to end at all but that decision is up to you .. So, are we what do the kids say? Cool?" @stanbarf

#i know i said he be avoiding stan but then i thought of TODDs wisdom to bj at the end of the show and was inspired #stanbarf

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sleepy-seal · 8 months

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"HOW THE FUCK-"

"it hurts and i dont think anyone cares."

"> I'd- ha, I'd hug you right now, but that's probably the last thing you want, and- and I'm all sticky, so-"

"...That’s actually the first thing I want."

"the Traveller is fuckinG STONE. and I am GOING to at LEAST come As close to KILLing you as POSSIBLE."

"I really never wanted this. But I guess your choice didn't matter, did it? Ever since I answered no to that question, it hurts. It hurts so much. But it's Alright."

"> ... Gale. Look at- look me in the eye and tell me you genuinely think this is fine."

"YOU HAVE NEVER ACTUALLY CARED ABOUT ME AT ALL, HAVE YOU? *YOU* WANT TO RETURN BACK TO SOME BULLSHIT LIFE WHERE EVERY DAY IS THE SAME AND EVERY SINGLE DAY IS A BLUR AND LET ME TELL *YOU* SOMETHING."

"Sure, sure..yeah..thats what you think, but thats not what I was told.."

"……… you’re. wrong. let. this. Go. or I will Let It Go FOR YOU."

"let Myself be AROUND them too long, start Getting to me. I Don’t even HAVE my TOOLS right now When I had The CHANCE to take them because I let Them get to my Head and such."

"It… it is. It is your fault… Oh my god it’s all your fault. You did it."

"No one can be their best self at all times. It’s simply not possible. If you understand that in others, you should extend the same forgiveness to yourself."

"> … Gale said he wished he left me in hell. He doesn’t want me around."

"HAHAHAHA WHAT- he wanted you Around SO BAD he got ATTACHED to a MURDEROUS SCALE REPLICA. which tried To KILL HIM. oh my God and You BELIEVED That???"

"…no. I think….its because they didn’t want to die for it. Probably got paranoid and then encased the soulbound program. And now. I dont think neither can die."

"WWHAT DOYOU MEAN!? I AM VERY CLEARLY OBVIOUSLY.GALE."

"i Mean the MORE MEANING the Better, RIGHT?"

"Moth I don’t hate you I never have. You’re my best friend, okay? I- I love you, and I forgive you."

"YYOU. I DDON’T KNOW HOW TO FFEELABOUT YOU ANYMMORE. II WAs leFT BEHIND. aLL BECAUSSE OF A SSTUPID SLAPFFIGHT!!! I WWAS AALONE AND SCARRED IN THAT FFORREST. YYOU DI.dn’T COME BACK FOR SO LLonG. I WASS GENUINly sTARTing to GET CCONVINCED YOUU JUST LLEFT mE."

"i. shoulD have Stopped this a WHILE AGO."

"God you’re such a coward! Instead of doing anything the hard way you default to what you think is the easiest way out. You don’t think. You barely even plan. Your only instinct is to hurt and kill."

"i. am NOT. a COWARD.i Have to try HARDER and HARDER just To keep myself On the RIGHT TRACK nothing About this is the EASY WAY donT you DARE, GALE."

"> They keep just taking things off the shelves it’s like having a child with me. They act like it’s their first time in a- Actually it probably is nevermind. Still."

#THE LORE #this is the longest one

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winderlylandchime · 7 months

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2/2 ‘So he showered but he couldn’t wash his hair? Is this kid sticking around?’ ‘this moment with Emy and Linds was nice. A true ted talk. Now back to what we all care about, Brian and Justin. Do they have a name like brangel- nevermind bad example. Forget i said anything’ he is now laughing at Mikey and actually enjoying him ‘they know they can’t just keep the kid right? But that’s funny. He’s actually funny when he’s not annoying as fuck. Or obsessed with Bri Bri’ ‘Okay Emy can actually plan a good party! Of course Mel is being bitter that she isnt the star. Why is she like this?! Okay Teddy, from one drugged up patient to another, dont mix with alcohol! And you can’t take too many! Gotta follow the rules of medical law’

THE REUNION SCENE IS FINALLY UP! ‘Mr Kinney!! OH THATS A KINK FOR SURE AT THIS POINT! Yes, please do come in! In more ways than one. *he is literally sitting on the edge while fully shaking* HE WANTED TO SEE HIM! HE SHOULD TAK- OH MY GOD HES NOT TALKING ABOUT WORK IS HE?! IF THATS THE CASE I AGREE! YES! Yes he would be making a bigger mistake! Fuck yeah! Cmon Bri Bri take him back. I allow it! OH HE UNDERSTANDS AND KNOWS?! HE FUCKING UNDERSTANDS AND KNOWS! FINALLY! Come on Bria- hard hours ha! Oh i bet it will be a pleasure after that boring bullsh- SIR?! oh we are in kinky town arent we? *pauses tv after Brian says no more violin music* oh fucking finally! Dont play it in my presence either. I think i have lifelong ptsd because of it. HE PROMISES! LOOK AT BRIANS SMALL SMILE! Oh are they about to fuc- OH THEYRE GONNA FUCK! FINALLY! LOVERS SPIT! I KNOW THIS SONG! I LOVE THIS SONG! THIS IS MY FAVORITE SONG EVER! OH MY GOD! THIS IS GONNA FUCK ME UP ISNT IT?’ *watches the scene with his chin in his hands and a goofy ass smile* *said so softly i almost didnt hear it because he blasted the tv loud as fuck* ‘my boys are back.’ *waves towards the tv* ‘this is the best fucking thing to happen to me in such a fucking long time! Play it again please! Rewind it!’ He then watched the reunion scene again with the same goofy smile ‘i feel like i could cry tears of joy. It was the worst of times for me without them. You have NO idea how hard that was for me! And now theyre back. Oh i gotta tell mom! She’s gonna be so happy for me! *walks away while humming the song to himself* i will never listen to this song the same way again’ He then sat outside at night for 30 minutes while smoking and had Lover’s spit playing on repeat on his phone. I’d day he’s happy about the reunion.

Your brother is so not into Hunter. I'm curious if that will change when he starts flirting with Bri Bri.

Now back to what we all care about, Brian and Justin. Do they have a name like brangel- nevermind bad example. Forget i said anything <- LOL because you can't tell him about Britin because that gives away... Britin

Gotta follow the rules of medical law - I am curious what the rules of medical law are. Besides not mixing alcohol with prescription narcotics.

*watches the scene with his chin in his hands and a goofy ass smile* *said so softly i almost didnt hear it because he blasted the tv loud as fuck* ‘my boys are back.’ Can we bottle up your brother and sell him to QAF fans. For what, I don't know. But I love how invested he is. It makes me feel less insane for how much I love this show and this ship.

I'd say he's happy about the reunion is the understatement of the century.

#ask winderlylandchime #dear sweet anon #queer as folk #a straight man watches qaf us 2000 in the year of our lord 2023

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pup-piston · 8 months

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“Trying to be masculine ruined my body and my HAIR” is a really good awesome take I love seeing in trans spaces I love that actually you’re doing trans activism so good right now I love that I’m meant to care about my hair over finally being happy and content and seen as a man

Bro you're picking out the silliest points. Me talking about my experience is absolutely activism, because openness breeds awareness and, ultimately hopefully, acceptance.

First off, re-read my reply. I didn't say I ruined my body. Second there was a hint of lightheartedness in mentioning my hair, nevermind the fact it was a part of a broader statement that I was changing aspects of my presentation in order to conform to societal standards rather than to express my own personal self image.

I'm not telling you to care about your hair more, LOL. I'm telling you to really think critically about how feminine men fit into the puzzle between How you see yourself and how cis people expect you to present/behave.

And not to put feminine trans men into the equation when this obviously has to do with you not being happy with the standards you aspire to conform to.

Really think about the fact that you seem unhappy with how you're presenting, or trying to present, and consider the fact that you dont seem to want to take on the standards you personally accepted.

We ALL have the ability to say "no" to those standards. We also have the ability to make peace with the fact we're not reaching our goals quite yet. Eight months ago I was near suicide because I hadn't started T yet. And obviously, only eight months does jack shit in terms of puberty, so it's taken me time to be okay with the fact that things are going slower than I'd like. Doesn't make it anyone else's fault.

No other trans man made my body or my social standings worse. No other person enjoying themselves differently made my struggle any harder. If anything, seeing people make this peace helped me understand I could, too.

I recommend you look into concepts like body neutrality. And really, really examine why you think me sharing my experience (which you seem to have gravely misunderstood) is somehow detrimental to the trans community as a whole.

Peace.

#ask replies #gerard.png

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I'm so so proud of you dude, telling her in the first place was still a major step towards getting your life back!! (And I think the clothes thing proves pretty well to me and presumably her how fucked up all this has been and how he's been blatantly lying to you about liking you as you were, yikes.) Doesn't have to be all fixed at once but any little bit of progress towards not being completely on your own with this shit is something to feel accomplished for.

thank you youre too nice to me. Sorry i havent replied im just struggling a bit with things. I tried so hard to lose weight way before and not that i really got healthy before my mum passed anyway but now none of it matters anymore. my clothes are so small im getting too embarrassed to put them on. i feel gross and it makes me not want to go out. i say to him i want to get new clothes but he doesnt. listen I cant keep putting up with this im so unhappy. and because i dont even think i had a life before im not even thinking about anything good in the future. ughhh I have been really upset about my weight and life in general it makes me wanna give up so maybe i can see my mum again I am still on my own nobody would even care if i wasnt here except for him, which gives me all the more reason to not want to be here. My cat is the only thing that makes me not want to die lol. My life is pathetic and so am i. Im so sad and stupid that i let this happen to me all over. the only reason i told her at all was because he had done stuff in my sleep again after again I told him im tired of being like this and then took a video of me while im upset, and i was still mad about it the next day when i went. Hes been waking me up to make me drink milkshake or ice cream and he makes me eat this spoonful of oil stuff i dont even know what it is and he recorded me drinking it while embarrassing me so if anyone likes that and you see footage of a fatass idiot crying that is me. I think he thinks because i have mental health problems that i dont understand i dont know. Im so upset every day i dont enjoy anything, i feel like such a disappointment and embarrassment to my mum and i dont even want my aunt to have to look at me she will be grossed out if she had to look at me nevermind let me live with her. thank u for caring and dont feel obliged to message me okay. I appreciate your concern and everything im just lonely rambling at like four in the morning. If whoever sent me the ask about housing or something sees this i would appreciate the link to whatever it was you were going to send me before i think you can send them in asks id like to at least look at it cause I have no idea what im doing 😞

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sanrosa · 2 years

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04:40am

i think it's time i be honest and open about this. how i feel in relationships, or any romantic connections. what my love language is. and what i want.

i feel like... the concept of what i want in a relationship has gradually looked liked a far-fetched notion, yet it's so easy to obtain. i don't understand. why are the men i meet just not decent enough and soft and funny and loving and trustworthy and empathetic and patient and consistent and respectful and communicative and then have some emotional intelligence? like these things aren't difficult to be. at all.

but then, i guess... i need to learn myself. to learn to be these things i want kwa mna.

anyways, my love language is words of affirmations. i can't conceal it anymore. words of affirmation is high up there for me to feel love from you. do you know how much just a small meaningful compliment means to me? and do you also know how much a hurtful statement can linger in my mind forever and make me lose respect for you? man, words speak a lot to me. i am sensitive to the things i hear. (almost like i am clairaudient) so what i listen to or hear can alter my feelings for a while.

shit, i know this may make me seem sensitive or naive to what people could say to me. but i'm being very honest right now.

and that's all i want to be right now. honest. i want to be honest that i am tired of the shit i have put up with in the past. men who i have dated or done anything intimate with, they've either never complimented me or they've instead made it worse and criticized me. and even my parents who didn't understand the concept of feeding positivity to your children through words. "hey, are you feeling okay?" "I love you, okay? you don't have to worry" "you are the most beautiful and most precious thing ever. the world doesn't know what's coming for them, a smart, beautiful, talented little girl" "you are brave and powerful person. you need to understand that" "your soul is beautiful, your kindness means a lot to others." etc.

none of this stuff, or anything like it, have i heard during my childhood. none!

i just... was trying to hear these things enough to push me to feeling good and better about myself on days where i felt abnormal and wrong or guilty or weird in a sad way. but to be able to instead embrace the good in me. embrace my good qualities and not have to worry too much.

bc what can i embrace them from now if there's no base? where can my mind gather that i am actually amazing and smart and funny and beautiful person... if i've never heard of that shit ??! where? my subconscious knows nothing about that stuff. and at this point, it's too late, my brain is engraved in this mentality of being basic. or even worse: not worthy. of many things. [and then later down the line it turned into imposter syndrome]. because my god where was i supposed to gather that i should love myself more, love myself enough to be able to say no to stuff and set boundaries, or to push myself when it gets hard or to be okay with being different and going a different route as long as it makes me happy or to just show love to others as well because i know love within too?

i was never told these things.

yes, yes, i know you shouldn't need people to tell you who you are and how you should feel about yourself. spare me the confident talk that should make me feel bad about actually being more empathetic than logical. i can't help that i listen to my emotions more tf. is it so bad to be empathic, yet using my logic when it matters? should i just always listen to the mind and never mind the fact that i am human? i contain a soul as much as i contain a brain. they're both there with their functions. and you know what? i balance both. the world right now on the other hand... logic is just the one thing at the forefront of everything. nevermind being empathetic. nevermind caring about others. oh those are old times that dont exist anymore.

yuck. fuck that is just horrible. a horrible existence. all of us just caring about securing the bag, about getting at the highest point of the hierarchy, about obtaining all these things... that don't matter to our hearts. but just matter to our physical environment. no wonder we're dying of depression. we don't listen to each other's emotions. our emotions even. we barely take time to even do that.

man.

i just want... to feel again, on a beautiful note. i want to feel the beauty of life. i'm tired of looking at the sadness.

#strawberry mint series

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sips-tea-cutely · 2 years

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"𝐘𝐔𝐌 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐇 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐓" | TPN (Pt. 1)

"What you say to me? I can't hear a thing. Try to talk some sense to myself, but I won't listen, I'm what God made of me. No need to pretend, It's okay to disagree, we don't have to be friends"

In which the TPN cast see you eat demons. How they respond and their reactions.

(Author's note; LMAO GUESS WHO GOT INSPIRED AGAIN!! This time by the character Genya Shinazugawa from demon slayer. I know Barbara eats demon meat, but you eat it uncooked (??) but we can excuse that with the fact that your stomache can handle demon meat really well and somewhat get some of the demon's features. Like their claws, and teeth and eyes. You don't get their height though sadly. MANGA SPOILERS BTW)

Writing Style; Headcannons

Characters; Ray, Emma, Norman.

God Damn it! You can still move you body! You can still aim a bullet at the eye!- Nevermind your hopes were crushed once the demon ate the gun away.

Well, aum. You're in pretty deep trouble right now. Like really deep stuff going to happen to you.

But....You don't wanna be useless..!

And as if time stopped, you found a bare arm of the demon just poking right out.

You don't have a gun.

Quick, what can you do.?! What can you do?! You desperately searched your pockets or clothes to find any weapon to use.

None.

You used them all awhile ago.

So what did you do? ——— You bit the demon, of course. You felt a sudden rush of pain.

Looking towards your palms, the very hands your siblings loved to hold, started to turn into the sharp claws that where used to pick up latter children.

What the heck? What's wrong with me..?! You could see -- Everything. You can see where the other demons are.

This was intriguing. Who wouldn't use their advantage? Slicing the demon with your (also) said demon claws, it swiftly fell to the floor.

God, you felt so powerful and terrified of what you've become.

Ray (81194)

i think he's like, shocked wtf

understandable lmao.

he knew the demons since he was, idk a baby?

and seeing you turn into one was like

as if the entire population just wanted him to burn the world

he's immediately concerned, but kinda more brash (?) on it than the others.

"WHAT THE HELL? WHY'S Y/N LIKE- A GOD DAMN DEMON NOW?"

No one knows, no one was watching you.

Guilt immediately washes over him, like the ocean gushed and was slowly drowning him.

It's his fault, he could have kept you safe.

Once you continued slicing the demon, you poked it's eye (LMAO?)

and they had succesfully killed the demon.

i feel like he be the most worried, but he stays back for his safety.

safety was always his number one priority anyways.

And Emma was then rushing to you.

"-Y/N?! Are you okay?"

You turned to her, mouth salivating as if you were looking for a prey to eat.

it looked like you were about to consume her in one gulp.

But your cold eyes slowly turned to the (e/c) he grew to love. The claws turned back to hands he loved fondling. Your teeth grew back to your normal grin that he loved seeing.

"Woah- Haha, that was weird...Did we defeat that guy?"

And the fact you moved on as if you din't turn into a demon and almost ate emma a few moments ago.

Emma (63194)

POOR GIRL DOESNT GET IT UNTIL SOMEONE EXPLAINS

like in her head she doesnt even question the fact you have sharp teeth or like your- your claws

and the fact your saliviating at her human flesh idk

"wow! (y/n) must be really hungry!"

bestie.....................how did you get perfect scores again

"-Y/N?! Are you okay?"

hi what okay your back heyy #imbacktovegannow

when she asked norman and ray they were so

were so

dumfounded that she dint realize

"(y/n) ate demon meat"

OH THEY DID WHAT OKAY AUM NVM

bye she wasnt prepared for this

"EHHH?? WHAT??? WHY???"

"THATS THE THING IDIOT! WE DONT KNOW WHY! THEY EVEN GOT DEMON FANGS..."

"oh so thats why they had fangs!"

they dint believe she was that dumb she was even right in fornt of you when you ate the demon meat

she made sure to check up on you, and was so concerned bb she loves you :(

Norman (22194)

he wasnt focusing on you more of battle. he knew you could handle yourself

and then you screamed.

he snapped his head towards you, and he saw a part of the flesh seemingly bitten.

your mouth was foaming, and your claws were growing.

ah.

you bit a part of the demon

THE FACT HE INSTANTLY GOT IT LMAOO

he immediately went to help, like he shot the demon and was like

"bb u okay?"

nvm u were sailaviting he took a step back

he eerily watched you decapitate his head

and like the job was over

wow so fast WOW

"(Y/N), are you okay??"

you stooped saivastyang YOU STOP SALIVA-ING and you looked towards him

"im hungry"

ok bb dw he'll cook for you

#tpn x reader #the promised neverland x reader #ray x reader #ray tpn x reader #norman tpn x reader #emma tpn x reader #mod chihiro

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hqcult · 3 years

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SWITCHING POSITIONS ## akaashi keiji

doms and subs are overrated. it's hella fun being a switch and keiji couldn't agree more.

. tw smut, switch! akaashi, switch! reader, some baby girl and baby boy calling, mommy kink, sir kink, drunk sex, unprotected sex (dont try this at home), oral (m receiving), creampies, slight degradation . wc 3.8k

the night is young. as young a night gets for two college students after finals week. while countless people from different frat houses have already invited you to come to their year-end parties, you never really enjoy that scene. it's too much of an effort to dress and doll yourself up when, after such a stressful week, you just want to wind down and get drunk here in your dorm with your best friend.

plus, keiji tells way more compelling stories than boys you've encountered at parties and that's saying something, considering you had been drunk as a skunk but didn't find them funny at all.

yeah. offense.

right from the get-go, you figure he's never one for small talk but there's a fondness in his eyes when he talks about his days as a volleyball player. he becomes more loose-lipped, sharing to you memories of his teammates and games. you really didn't care whatever topic he chose to talk about, you just know you'll listen to him anyway. it's great listening to him talk with that comforting voice of his.

"you know," you lean your head back against the couch, cozying up in your hoodie. "maybe you should start a part-time job as a youtuber. you can be one of those people who do asmr videos or something." you chuckle, finding the random thought amusing.

"but i'm already on a full-ride. i don't think i need to get a part-time job," he lies comfy on your couch. one arm hanging, hands over the can of beer.

you sighed staring up at the ceiling. "lucky. it's hard maintaining grades when your professors are a bunch of snobby assholes who don't care about their students."

his knee nudges the back of your head lightly. "don't say that," he scolds. "that's bad. they're still your teachers."

always so polite.

just as you reach forward for another slice of pizza, akaashi speaks again, eyeing you thoughtfully. "well… maybe i can start an asmr channel and we can split the money i earn."

you laugh, torso turning around to face him. you bring the beer can up to offer a toast.

"see, this is why i love you, keiji."

after clicking his can with yours, you turn around to have a bite of your pizza — completely missing the red flush on his cheeks, thrown off-guard by the strong proclamation you just made, albeit he knows you probably meant it in a platonic way. he didn't know what to say next so he took another swig of his drink.

he doesn't know. really. what triggered him to look at you as something way more than a normal friend would. for someone so self-aware as him it's frustrating not knowing how and when his feelings for you even changed. because the only time he realized he was knee deep into liking you was when he was also at the brink of losing you.

which reminds him…

"what happened to that guy you were texting two weeks ago?" he asks.

"ah, him? he's too… what's the word, assertive? intrusive? i don't know — it's like he wants to monopolize my time. like he wants my whole world to revolve around him and it's… kinda creepy actually."

akaashi scoffs, sitting up to get a slice of pizza. "you guys were only talking for two weeks."

"i know! that's what i'm saying!" you say, hands wildly gesturing to and fro. he's afraid you might spill the beer. "like — dude. maybe it's either he needs to chill the fuck out or i'm just not into doms. or maybe he's a walking red flag."

he hums thoughtfully, slumping next to you on the floor before dusting his hands off from pizza crumbs. "he's a red flag. obviously."

"okay but random thought: doms are overrated," you reach forward to open another can of beer, thinking out loud. "subs too. i feel like it's kinda tiring being a top as much as it is being a bottom. being a switch, on the other hand, is like getting the best of both worlds and who wouldn't like that? it's some good hannah montana shit."

now akaashi keiji can't help but laugh at that. "are you drunk? how did our conversation end up this way even."

you bump his shoulder, laughing with him before drinking your beer. "oh, come on. humor me a little, keiji. think about it. i'm right. aren't i?"

"and how do you know?" he turns his head towards you. "have you been a top? or bottom —"

"i have," the smile you gave him sent butterflies to his stomach. "both. back in my all-girls high school. being a bottom's not too bad but… eh, still. i'd rather just be a switch. it's exhausting to top all the time."

"don't i know it," akaashi mutters under his breath. flashbacks of all those awkward and embarrassing endeavors filling his mind. "guys are always expected to top. it's like a stereotype. can't i just sit back sometimes and follow orders, too?"

he feels the heat crawling up his neck and it makes him shrug off his jacket, leaving him with the plain white shirt underneath.

"i can give you orders."

akaashi almost chokes on his beer.

"you literally just said it's exhausting to top."

you shrugged. "yeah, but — i mean, it is! it is but… you know."

he can see exactly how embarrassment is taking over your features and he wants to stop and move on from the conversation. he wants to. he should. but there's an inkling feeling inside him that doesn't because he wants to see how this unfolds. his heart is beating erratically and he can't take his eyes off you since that little comment you made.

"i'm sorry," you chuckle, a dismissive tone in your voice. "nevermind. anyway…"

akaashi shouldn't entertain his thoughts.

it's improper. you're his best friend. literally one of the few people who he's managed to befriend in college. he can't lose you. he can't risk being awkward with you. his not-so-platonic feelings for you should never get in the way of that. never. plus, you're both intoxicated right now and you were probably just kidding around. akaashi isn't that kind of guy. he respects you. he should dismiss the conversation but —

"then give me orders."

you froze. eyes widening as you stare at the forgotten netflix movie playing on your laptop, unable to look at the man sitting next to you. afraid of the weight of his stare. you didn't know why you blurted out whatever you did a few seconds ago but you never thought he'd entertain it. not that you mind, anyway. this is your best friend we're talking about. well-mannered akaashi keiji with the ocean eyes hiding behind those cute square glasses.

the akaashi keiji you've been crushing hard on since you saw him at the freshman orientation two years ago.

"would you… spread your legs for me?"

light rustling can be heard as the microfibers of his socks drag against the carpeted floor. just as you reach forward to push back the coffee table, akaashi beats you to it and does it for you. making sure to push it far so you won't accidentally hit your back on the edges.

with one smooth swing of your leg, you're sitting snug on his lap. the rough fabric of his jeans grazing your thighs as your hands tremble whilst dragging down the planes of his torso.

akaashi grabs your hands, stopping you.

"you look hesitant. you don't need to do this if you don't want to." his tone is low, understanding as always.

you look at him straight in the eye. leaning forward until your lips are all but grazing each other as you spoke. "i want to. i want you."

you dive down to start peppering kisses down his neck and you hear him let out a shaky sigh. you lick a stripe up the side of his neck before kissing the shell of his ear. "go on, keiji. you can touch me. don't you want to touch mommy?"

you feel him shudder, his dexterous fingers mapping random lines underneath your hoodie, slowly raking higher and higher until he's saying "mommy, please take it off" in low hushed tones. the blush in his cheeks prominent as he can't seem to stare at you in the eye. so cute. so submissive. so stupid thinking you'll let him undress you so easily.

"did i say you can take it off?" you hiss, reaching down to cup him from over his jeans and shoving his hands off you. "don't tell me baby boy is being bad, are you being bad? i thought my baby keiji's a good boy for his mommy."

"but… but i am a good —"

akaashi hisses, knees jolting when he feels you tracing circles on the insides of his thighs with the tip of your nails. for someone who just claimed they didn't like topping, you're doing an impeccable job at it and he doesn't know whether or not he loves it or hates it. when your sneaky little hands unbutton his jeans and teasingly pulls the zipper down, okay, no, he definitely loves it. the determined look in your eyes as you pin your gaze on his features, watching like a hawk at every furrow of his brow, of every sharp intake of breath, every time he throws his head back.

"if you're such a good boy why don't you strip for mommy, hm? won't my baby boy give me a show?" he can't take his eyes off you as you smile, sultry, leaning over to lick at his bottom lip as your ass slowly grinds against his jeans. how merciless you are, when you gave him a peck and pulled away. "go on. strip and sit on the couch."

blindly reaching around the coffee table, you grabbed whatever beer you can hold before raising it up to your lips and staring at him over the rim of the can as he throws his shirt off. you suck in a breath when his abdominals come into view. his torso lean and smooth, siding a little more on the petite size with a tiny waist. and you shamelessly check him out even more when he leans over and hooks his thumbs under his jeans, pushing it down.

you didn't speak until you saw the black waistband of his boxers.

"those, too."

he pauses, looking a little lost. "i'm sorry, what —"

"everything, baby boy. i want everything off… including those boxers. wanna see your dick throbbing. bet baby boy's already hard because mommy kissed his neck and gave him hickies, isn't he? bet you'll love it if mommy licks you all over, or when mommy rides her baby boy's cute thighs. would my baby keiji like that? would you? does my baby boy deserve it?"

damn were you good at this. the more you spoke the more it's making him ache and he wastes no time in shoving everything down. true to your words he was throbbing. the mushroom tip oozing precum and his dick standing tall. maybe it's the alcohol in his system or maybe it's the desire for you that he had kept locked away for so long, but akaashi can't bring it in himself to feel embarrassed. not when you're looking at him like you want to devour him whole.

the same bright eyes of his adventurous best friend who's stuck by his side since being wide-eyed first years in this huge university — he'll probably never see you in that same halo ever again, already tainted by the image of you now.

he sees you swallow, eyes never straying away from his girth and akaashi feels a little proud to have you looking star-struck. when you rise from your seat, his muscles tense in anticipation, staring at your hand as it slowly reaches forward — only to pause mid-air.

akaashi looks up at you questionably and he sees the unspoken question in your eyes, asking for his consent. and your baby boy's answer was instantaneous.

"please, mommy. touch me?"

the smile on your face was cocky. definitely cocky as your hand wraps around his girth, the other wrapping around his throat as you coo. "aw, how can i resist when you're asking so nicely? why don't you sit on the couch and i'll grant whatever my baby boy wants, hm?"

he mewls, leaning back on the couch and eyes you with lust. "like this, mommy?" he mutters, desperate. he even tilts his hips up a little to offer you a better view as you hum in approval, straddling his hips as you stroked his cock.

"such a good boy for mommy, aren't you? how pretty."

he hisses when he catches sight of you kneeling before him in between his legs, looking at him with the most captivating sultry gaze he's ever seen. "mommy's gonna give you a 'lil prep, yeah? so it won't hurt when i ride your dick, baby boy."

"yes, momm — ugh."

akaashi throws his head back when you finally wrap your lips around him. the image of your hollowed cheeks forever ingrained in his mind. his eyes fly close, focusing his attention on your swift tongue as it lies flat against the underside of his cock, taking him eagerly from the base to the tip. your tongue swirls around the head, sneakily poking around the hole where precum oozes out.

"mommy," he whines when your tongue travels back to his girth, tracing one of the prominent veins in his dick before your hand comes up to play with his balls. "mommy — shit. so good… feels so good…"

it urges you on, hands retracting to wrap around whatever your mouth couldn't cover. his back is arching and you suck him with fervor, eager to push him to the edge, to make him believe you're going to lick and play and suckle until he's creaming around your mouth — only to pull away at the last minute.

"no!" he moans, looking down at you desperately as you rise from your seat. "i was-i was gonna cum!"

you dismiss him easily with a wave of the hand, too busy shuffling out your clothes. maybe if you had the energy, you would've punished him a few rough spanks but you were far gone already. thoughts of that dick splitting you in half as you ride him consuming your mind like a plague.

akaashi groans when you hop onto the sofa and crash your lips on his. you never would've imagined kissing him this way. sloppy and wet and painfully induced with lust. the stretch is amazing, there was the lightest stinging sensation but was overridden by pleasure. he groans, pulling you close and peppering your shoulders with kisses.

you grabbed his shoulders and started bouncing on his lap in a slow, stimulating manner that made you feel every vein and curve of his cock as it deliciously drags against your walls. you hear him wine. you hear him talk about how it hurts and how he can't take it anymore. how he needs his mommy to move faster. faster, mommy. please fuck me faster. but you ignored him, so caught up in domspace to see the growing irritation in your baby boy's eyes. to see the sudden shift from clinging onto you so desperately to gripping possessively against the soft flesh of your sides.

the air was knocked out of your lungs when he slams you down on the sofa.

"you dare ignore me?" his face is passive, eyes cold and steely as he pinned you with a dark stare. "time's up. i think you got a tad bit carried away there, don't you agree?"

"want me to show you how it's done?" you shiver in excitement when he takes your wrists in one hand. his thighs flex as he gets on his knees before hooking your legs over his shoulder, thrusting his dick deeper into you. akaashi bends forward, a hand firmly gripping your face. "i want you to address me as 'sir' and nothing else, do i make myself clear?"

his low assertive tone so painfully attractive you clenched around him as he drills into you with vigor. akaashi chuckles, the low rumbles of his chest stimulating your perked nubs as it grazed against him with every thrust. "yeah, you like that? like it when i speak to you like this? ah, fuck you're so tight. you're pussy's practically choking my dick — look, fucking look, baby girl."

your head grazes his as you both watch his member disappear inside you, getting off at the lewd sight of the glistening sheen of your essence wrapped around his cock and the loud squelching noise it makes when he rams it into you again. you whimper, pulling akaashi down for a kiss as your ankles hook around his back, pulling him deeper as his pace quickens and his balls slap against your skin.

"see that? your pussy keeps sucking me back in. bet you're desperate for my cock, aren't you?" you never thought akaashi to be the type who's into talking dirty, you thought he was the gentle, vanilla type. but alcohol always brings around quite interesting things about a person after getting drunk.

you cling onto him for dear life as his hand reaches down to draw figure eights against your puffy clit, eliciting the most feral of moans from you that could rival that of pornstars. "sir," you shudder. "please, sir. please."

"please what?" he grabs your lower back, pulling your torso up to hit an angle that makes you see stars.

"please, let me cum! please."

akaashi clicks his tongue before raising a perfectly plucked eyebrow. "you didn't listen to me when i was the one begging, why should i listen to you?"

your hands wrap around his neck, sobbing against the crook of his neck by the sheer pleasure you felt. he can't understand your mindless babbling. all inside keiji's mind is the feel of your perked nipples grazing his chest and your plush walls wrapping around him so prettily. he never did it raw, having you as his first time doing it without a condom pushed him way over the edge than he wants to admit.

"be-because — ah — i didn't —"

akaashi hauls you up into a sitting position, arms wrapped around you securely as you straddle him. he yanks you away from his neck, a tight grip wrapped around your throat as he stares straight into your eyes as he fucks up into you, feeling his balls slap against your skin. "what? cock's that good you can't even speak?"

he feels your hips stutter as you sob, tiny hands wrapped around his wrists. you didn't even try bouncing and meeting his thrusts anymore. "sir, please! s'too much! wanna cum —"

"then fucking work for it," he stils his hips. "fuck me back, baby girl. come on. you said you wanted to ride me, didn't you? bet this is what you've been thinking about for the whole night. that's the only thing my baby girl's capable of right? thinking 'bout my cock and nothing else? such a dumb little baby."

your legs quivered and shook as you obliged and pulled yourself half way up, before meeting him halfway and impaling yourself back down his cock. the first time you did it had both of you whining, akaashi quickly threading his hands through your hair to yank your face towards him. he wants to imprint this memory into his mind. to be able to merely shut his eyes and be transported back to the night you both were intoxicated and you let him use your cunt like a fleshlight.

all sense of manners were thrown out the window as his ocean eyes memorized the way your eyes rolled back when he hits a sweet spot, the way your nose scrunches when the pleasure becomes overwhelming, the way the drool shamelessly trickles down the side of your lips as your tongue sticks out and he so badly wanted to spit but he didn't in fear of making you uncomfortable. everything. he wants to memorize everything.

"just a little more, pretty girl. you can do it. together, okay? cum before me and you'll fucking regret it."

he grabs you closer, burying your face in his neck and planting his feet firm on the ground as he pistons his cock into you. it's not the heat of your body, or your pretty cries, or the lewd sound of skin slapping that made him cum. no. it was your sheer desperation and vulnerability as you bit his shoulders and yelled at the top of your lungs.

"keiji!"

he pulled out at record speed and had made a mess on his torso but he was hardly able to register any of these. so fucked out and sated and content to have you sitting on his lap as he stares at your plain ceiling. he doesn't even realize you've dropped down to your knees and started lapping up the essence splayed on his torso until he felt the hot muscle of your tongue. "(y/n) —"

"what happened to baby girl?" you tease, a playful smile on your lips as you meet his eyes. "you were so into it, 'kaashi. you should've seen your face — well, i was… kinda into it too, anyway."

it took akaashi around three seconds for everything to finally sink in, to fully sober up and let the gears work in his head. the realization of what had gone down on your sofa, of the things he told you, brings about an embarrassment greater than anything he's ever felt in his entire life. suddenly, he's shoving you away from him and draping the discarded blanket around your naked form whilst politely looking away. then he quickly covers his soft dick with one of your throw pillows.

"oh, my god. i'm so sorry. this is a mistake — shit — i'm sorry! you see, i've liked you ever since and not as a friend and i swear i'm not the type to just —"

"keiji" you snap him out of it. "i like you too, okay? now don't go around saying it's a mistake or i'm going to throw you off the roof. do you want me to throw you off the roof? right. i don't think so. now, come on! get your sexy ass dressed, we're going somewhere."

"where... are we going?"

"i'm craving ice cream. so for our first date, buying ice cream at 2am!"

#(❁ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈) mine ༉‧#ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ queue’d!#thirsthours #haikyuu smut #hq smut #haikyuu scenarios #hq scenarios #haikyuu imagines #hq imagines #haikyuu #akaashi keiji #akaashi smut #akaashi keiji smut #akaashi keiji x reader #akaashi keiji x you #akaashi keiji x yn #hq akaashi #akaashi haikyuu

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boysl0vingboys · 2 years

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EPISODE 12 THOUGHTS PROCESS! I go through a lot of emotions.

1/4

starting off strong with reopening my wounds

SYMBOLISM?

I SEE THAT DAMN PILLOW!

AND PAT GROWING UP BEING ABLE TO GET OUT OF BED ON HIS OWN

i still hate the middle part

where the fuck is Pran?

overseas... called it-

and my boy learnt how to dress!

KOrn!

Don't give my elevator flash backs!

AND THE CURRY!

BRO!

RIP MY HEART OUT IT'LL BE FASTER!

Don't call her your girl!

My Paa, out here being successful!

So no Wai and Korn? Thank god!

DON'T HIT ME WITH THE SIGH-

AND THE OLD ROOOM!!!!!

Why you taking the picture, Pat? Huh? Don’t get my hopes up.

Are they-?

I really! hop they are moving in together!

child!

You are going!

You have to reunite with your true love!

I literally am holding in a scream!

Reuniting!

True love!

Holy shite!

2/4

Are Weeeee TOOOO YOUNG FOR THIS!!!!

please see-

PICTURES OF THEM TOGETHER!

OH!

The hope in his eyes!

(malfunction)

hug?

Reunite?

hug?

drmamtic embrace?

PRAN!

YOU'RE GOING THE WRONG DIRECTION!

across the room gaze!

Their smiles!

side character shut up!

what the fuck are you wearing?- nevermind-

don't change the music!

I didn't want to cry this episode!

pat? sweetie? why are you always dancing to tease-

please talk!

they're standing next to each other

say something. say something. say somthing. say something. say something. say something. say something.

you! FUCK YOU! I'm going to kill strip shirt!

play their song! play their song!

the longing look...

and the smiles are back!

why are they standing so far apart?

never mind-

i need a photo where you are looking at each other

no.

fuck off.

call them a taxi.

PAT!

turn around!

please be him!

wait!

they

with the!

I GOT MY DREAM! I HOPED FOR THIS BUT i DIDN'T THINK- I THOUGHT I WAS DELUSIONAL!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

HOLY SHITE!

3/4

HOLY SHITE

hey- where the heart shape?

secret.

everyone for a five mile radius could see that pining

hand holding.

no-

we ar enotdoing this!

stop making me cry!

I understand lying!

BUT TO ME! YOUR FAITHFUL SERVANT!

THE PINKIES!

so, paa knew the entire time, obviously means ink knew

and the boys?

And junior returned!

that shirt and earphones are their first borns honest-

PRAN

WHERE DID YOU JUST-

PAT DON'T SMELL IT!

I KNEW YOU TOOK THAT PHOTO-

DON'T TAKE SELFIES WHILE POOPING!

THE PINKIES AGAIN!

five minutes.

really?

double date? Nawh!

why- don't you dare!

PAA AND INK ARE THE SWEETEST!

that lady was ready to swing!

to the roof top?

WONTON SOUP!

see, I tolerate your mum but your dad-

i'd rather poke my eyes-

don't tease me with them standing back like that again! I refuse to cry again.

4/4

awh!

lovely girlfriends!

you get to call him papa?

not sus at all. showing up at the same time.

he knows exactly who brought that.

headcanon! Paa can drink everyone under the table!

i wanna skip and see who knows!

100% at least one parent knows!

you know who brought that.

drink it.

driiiiink it.

papa pran is back.... hey papa pran!

papa pran, you know don't you!

dont!

don't go in his room!

PAT! PLEASE DON'T BE IN HIS ROOM!

more bickering over bins.

no?

it didn't cross the line!

you old geezer! I will shove my foot- Oh! you did something nice. nevermind.

oh. you're actually on the phone to a client.

how does no one ever notice-

NO!

I TAKE IT BACK!

I'LL SHUT UP!

...

I KNEW YOU MOTHERFCKERS KNEW!

(i cried here for a minute when it showed all the parents knew)

i get the romantic moments

but seriously, are you trying to let

the whole 20 questions scene) WRITE THAT DOWN! WRITE THAT DOWN!

hold on

he spelt over the day after his birthday? was i suppose to know this? was this common knowledge? it's 3 am and I have fog brain. am I suppose to know this?

sweetie, the two of you are too-

pat you cheesy-

but that okay because like you two are adorable and I and am nothing but your humble servant-

I'M SORRY- WHAT?!

dont challenge each other

dont lay down

raise your what?!

0.0

...

a lot just...

wow

...

we better get a season two.

Wait- are they living together?

#bad buddy #bad buddy the series #patpran #nanon korapat #ohm pawat #pat x pran #pran x pat #pranpat #ohmnanon #bad buddy series #inkpaa #paa x ink #paaink #ink x paa

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horunicorn · 3 years

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Oya Oya

Hewwo :3 I have written much smut but this is my first time making it public. Sorry it came out so long. Feel free to point out any mistakes.

Warnings: choking, dominance

The fusuma slammed shut behind you, rattling the shōji across the room, after he'd pushed you rather roughly into his room at the Shinsengumi dorm. You were honestly surprised the kumiko didn't fall apart.

"What the hell, Y/N?"

You curled your lip up at him defiantly. "What?"

"Don't 'what' me," he warned, pacing to and fro in front of the door, clearly agitated. Then again, the man did have a short fuse. "Who gave you permission to hang with the Yorozuya bastard? Is that what you do behind my back?"

His accusation flipped your entire mood over. You were cheeky before; now you were pissed. What right did he have to point fingers at you? After all, he was the one who pushed you to do it. For three weeks, you had been patient while he worked. Of course, since he lived where he worked, it seemed like he was never free, always balancing his vice commander duties in and out of the headquarters. He did ask for your permission before going on cases, to make sure that you were okay with him doing overtime on certain days. And you always assured him that you would wait for him, no matter how busy some days could get. You always told him that it was okay to put his job first when he needed to. But that didn't mean he could take advantage of your understanding, did it?

The guy was smarter than most; he picked up on hints and cues effortlessly, especially if they were from you. So why had he been so oblivious to your subtle advances these past weeks?

"Who are you to tell me who I can or cannot be friends with?" you snapped back, temper flaring.

"You know very well who I am and what I can and cannot do," he answered, a little condescendingly.

"Yeah, well, you should also know that Gin-san gives me way more attention than you do," you uttered rashly. It was how you felt on the inside. After so many days of neglect by Hijikata, Gintoki's friendly affection towards you had you hooked in like fish to bait. Every smile and head smack he gave you fed your growing hunger for a man you couldn't get to and yet you still went on with it. You hung around Gintoki, longing for Hijikata, for something physical, just to take away the ache of missing the vice commander.

"What did you say?" Hijikata's tight voice betrayed the anger that was sparking inside him. The thought of you just being in Gintoki's presence was enough to provoke him. Confirmation that you let him touch you - nevermind if it was just playful shoves or shoulder bumping - flooded his vision with red. "You let him touch you?"

You scoffed at his ridiculous jealousy. "I'm not a slut. All Gin-san did was listen to me when I was alone. He kept me company."

True, you worked eight hours a day but the tiredness didn't mean that you didn't want to talk late into the night.

"Company, huh?" Hijikata crossed the room to stand in front of you so fast that you had to double check the spot he was previously at, just to be sure. He was a head taller than you. Now that he was all riled up, his presence was intimidating, especially since you had to look up to meet his eyes. "It just had to be him?"

You knew better. If you let him go on, you would have angry make up sex in seconds. This was a matter that needed talking through, not blind fucking. You pushed him away harshly, much to his surprise.

"We're not in a movie, Hijikata." Ah, using his family name when you were alone was never a good sign. "You can't just fuck me and be done with it."

A thought crossed your mind. Maybe it wasn't that he was busy. Maybe it was you who had done things wrongly. If you hadn't dropped all those stupid hints and just came straight forward with your needs, you needn't have had to feel the pain of ignorance from him. Your low self-esteem came racing back to you.

It was my fault. I didn't talk to him.

"I'm sorry," you choked out, turning away from him. Your sudden change in demeanor startled him but it wasn't something he hadn't experienced before.

Just like that, his anger melted away. He stepped towards you, pulling your reluctant form into his arms.

"You shouldn't have to apologize for anything," Hijikata sighed, one hand carefully cupping the back of your head. When his temper wasn't in the way, he saw things much clearer. "It was wrong of me to accuse you like that, especially since I know how much I've been neglecting you. I just didn't like the fact that of all the people to go to attention for, it was him." Hijikata said him with visible distaste. You relaxed against him, calmer now that he was no longer angry, that he had assured you it was not your fault.

"But I like him," you protested.

"Could you not like anyone else?"

"You hate everyone else, except the gorilla and he's infatuated with Otae-chan."

"Are you saying you'd go to Kondo-san if you could?" Hijikata teased, instantly lightening the atmosphere.

With that you ducked out of his embrace. "Please. I don't do stalkers." Hijikata was quick to catch you again though, this time from behind. He placed a gentle kiss to the shell of your ear.

"If you hadn't gotten caught today," he began, "I would have shown my appreciation for your patience in a different way."

"You have something planned?" you asked excitedly, happy that he had been thinking of you too.

"I did," he confirmed in the past tense. "But I can't get Yorozuya's stupid smug face out of my mind."

You knew all too well why. You knew that hanging out with Gintoki came with a punishment if you were caught. Before you could respond, Hijikata had a hand locked around your neck, with pressure not enough to choke but just enough that made swallowing difficult.

"Sometimes I think you let yourself get caught on purpose," he went on in a low voice, free hand travelling down your left arm and tugging it behind your back. He had you in a hold you didn't have any intention of breaking out of. Indeed, just the feeling of his hand on your throat had you weak at the knees, ready to be ruined by him.

"T - Tōshi," you managed, voice strangled by the hand on your windpipe. "Hard to... breathe."

"But you like this, don't you?" He purred. "You want to be choked like the little slut you are."

Oh, there was no denying how much his words were turning you on. Getting choked with his hand was good. Getting choked on his cock was better and you were more than eager for it.

"Choke... me with... your...cock..." Earlier misgivings forgotten, you wanted nothing more than for him to use you. It was all you had wanted since using Gintoki as a filler. His attention.

"Mm, I don't think so, baby girl," he murmured, finally releasing you from his hold only to take your hand and drag you down onto his futon. "I want to give, not take. And I expect thanks."

Translation: I will fuck you senseless and you will be vocal about it.

"Dont you think you can punish me better if - " Your question was cut short by a gasping inhale. Hijikata had somehow managed to loosen the knots of the date-jime that held your nagajuban and kimono together amidst everything and was now shamelessly pushing his fingers between your damp labia, hand disappearing in the folds of the cloth. Immediately, your hips moved up, asking for more when he'd barely begun. He murmured an amused "oya oya" upon finding the absence of underwear on you.

"I think you've been wetter than this, haven't you?" Deviously, Hijikata poked two fingers into your hole without any warning. There hadn't been much foreplay but could you really complain when you were swallowing his fingers like the greedy whore you were? He pulled his fingers out along with your arousal and spread it over your clit, rubbing in tantalizing circles, like a taunt.

"You're going to tease me," you stated, breathless already.

"Just for now," he promised, the sensitive nub slipping between his pointer finger and middle finger. Your nerve endings fired, sending thick coils of pleasure up your body. Again, your hips moved up.

Hijikata chose that moment to take his hands off of you. He sat back on his heels, hands placed perfectly on his lap. Disheveled and disgruntled, you forced your pleasure-weak body into motion, sitting up with your kimono loose around you, one side sliding down to bare a shoulder.

This was no dream: your body had flaws everywhere. Beauty marks on your skin, scars from being clumsy, skin that wasn't silky smooth or creamy white. You felt very small when you walked past some women on the streets but Hijikata always made you feel perfect. He loved every one of your imperfections, which encouraged you at times like these.

"Frustrated?" he smirked and you wondered just what he was playing at. Unbothered, you knee-walked closer, until you were parked right in front of him. Your hands grasped at the lapels of his uniform jacket. The familiar musk of cigarette smoke wafted up your nostrils, further turning you on. His gaze was hot on you; you could feel it despite not looking at him. Deliberate in your movements, you pushed the jacket off then proceeded to unbutton his vest and undo the knot of the white scarf around his neck. You were busy working on his shirt when he caught your hand, bringing it up to his mouth.

The contact of the softness of his lips against your skin made your thoughts fuzzy. His stare lingered on you and your restraint broke. You crashed your lips into his, claiming your pleasure, trying to pacify your desire for him. He indulged you, using a hand to hold your head steady. You kissed and kissed until there was no more breath to breathe between the both of you.

Hijikata pulled back first, dragging a thumb across your lower lip. It was such an intimate move, hinting at the lust he had for you; that was all it took for you to go into full 'I need you now' mode. Impatient, you shoved him back and shimmied up his body, brazenly rocking your hips, smearing your arousal onto his white shirt. Obviously, he felt your dampness through the material and gripped your hips to stop you from moving. The sight of you grinding above him was too much for his already tortured mind. Everything had to go. Now.

Soon you were balancing above him, the tip of his hard cock pressing at your slick entrance. You braced your hands on his broad chest, breath controlled as you slowly sat down on him, the length of him sliding into you inch by inch until your ass touched his lap. The sensation of him in you never failed to make you moan. His girth, his length, everything was just enough to fill up your tight hole.

"My sweet girl," Hijikata murmured, eyes half lidded. "I'd nearly forgotten how good you feel around me." He held onto your hips. "Move for me."

At his demand, you lifted yourself off and back down again, whimpering at the discomfort. Yeah, he was definitely big. Without your weekly routine, your body needed time to get used to him again. It didn't take long, though. Hijikata's soft encouragement and touch had you thirsting for more in no time. You got used to the stretch, gaining momentum and confidence as you moved. No longer did it sting; there was nothing but pleasure with the way you had him sliding in and out of you. Every time you rose left his cock slicker than before, layer upon layer of your arousal coating him.

When your legs got tired, you resorted to bouncing, biting your lip when your ass slapped against his skin in the sexiest way. Hijikata was in awe beneath you. His blue eyes were dark, lips parted in heavy breaths. First his eyes fixed on the way he was entering you, on the way your sweet pussy just swallowed his cock. His rough hands roved up your stomach, fingers dancing over your jumping breasts. That was the second thing he stared at. The soft mounds of flesh on your chest that bounced along with you made his cock twitch. Then he looked at your face. At the way you bit your lip, the pleasure in your expression. Suddenly he wanted nothing more than to dominate you.

The feeling swept over him. Having you on top was incredible, especially since he knew you could control the depth and angle of his entrance. But he needed to have you his way. He couldn't yet explain why.

You cried out in surprise when he sat up abruptly, forcing you to remain still on his lap. You pressed your chest to his, feeling him move along with you, in you. The movement brought on a whole new sensation that made you scratch his chest with a low moan.

"Can he do that?" Hijikata asked, voice thick with lust. And something else. He knew now why he needed dominance over you.

"Who - What?" You couldn't register his words and the meaning behind them at first, not until he flipped you both over in a practiced move and he rolled his hips into you, hitting every unclaimed spot within you. Your legs came around his hips.

"Can that silver haired idiot do this? Make you feel this good?" He pulled back slightly, only to plunge back into you with a jolt that pushed another moan from your mouth.

"N - No. Tōshi..."

Hijikata pulled at your hips, angling your lower body upwards and began thrusting into you, going deep and hard each time. He knew very well that at this angle, each slide of his cock was sure to brush your g-spot. And each time his pelvis met yours, the head of his throbbing cock would carass the tip of your cervix, making you buck your hips even further up.

Seeing you this way only fuelled his unneeded jealousy for a rival that was hardly a threat.

"I bet he can't," he agreed gruffly. "He doesn't know your body, does he? Doesn't know how my baby girl likes it. Tell me." Hijikata drove deep, pushing his own hips up. You choked on a moan, hands tight around his wrists. "Who's making you feel good?"

You were unable to answer, eyes in danger of closing, body on the brink of orgasm. As if fucking him wasn't hot enough. No, jealous Hijikata was even better. His need to hear your verbal confirmation of just how good he could drill you was heightening the entire experience.

Hijikata wrapped a big hand around your throat, forcing you to meet his steely gaze.

"Who?" he demanded.

A lone tear rolled down your cheek and you knew once you opened your mouth, you'd be begging. "Y - You, Tōshi. You're making me feel good. Fucking my pussy so good."

He smirked in satisfaction. There was no need to hold back now. With demonic speed, probably living up to his title, Hijikata slammed into you, hips snapping back and forth furiously. He hadn't even gotten to rub your clit yet and you came undone, pulsing around his cock, sinful moans falling from your mouth along with his name.

"One more time," he urged, tempted to stop and savour the way you were contracting around him. Snug in your warm wetness. He was close. Too close to stop. He spit on your clit and rubbed it in tight circles, coaxing yet another orgasm out of you. This was too much after the first and his name left you in screams, your body spasming, legs jerking. The sight of you being ruined by him did it. A few more thrusts and he fell on top of you, hugging your trembling body close as waves of pleasure crashed over him. He bit your shoulder, hard, enjoying the feeling of his seed leaving him and filling you. The others might not be at the sleeping quarters but you doubted that your screams hadn't reached the main block.

Once you both felt calm enough to move, Hijikata carefully extracted himself from you, using his scarf to wipe off any semen that came leaking out of you. You laid your head on his clammy chest.

"I'd never cheat," you said blatantly.

Hijikata pushed a hand through your messy hair, staring up at the ceiling. "I know. I just... wish I could have been there for you. I know it's not fair, having to always put up with my work."

"You're here now." You turned your head to smile up at him and he returned it with one of his own rare ones. The kind that took your breath away and reminded you of how different he could be around you. "Won't the others be looking for you?"

"Let them," he sighed. "I've been long overdue for a day off anyway." There was a brief pause, as though he were thinking things over. "Can I take you out?"

Your heart skipped a beat, delighted that you both could finally spend quality time together. Not that mindless fucking wasn't fun but normal couple stuff had to come in somewhere.

You smoothed your hand over the skin on his chest, loving how only you were allowed to touch him this way. "Yeah, you can."

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