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thebardisabird · 8 months
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Mafia Kara would protect his s/o with his life! If anyone so much lays a finger on them, it’s on!
And the best part? He does it with finesse. So smooth with it most people don't even see the threat he truly is coming. He's not a tactician the way Choromatsu is, nor is he abrasive and headstrong like The Don (Oso), but he plays to his strengths of having a silver tongue and knowing exactly how to throw people off enough to get the upper hand. No one ever suspects his showboat-y persona has far more depth than what he gives them. For example...
You're minding your business at your workplace, taking care of the tasks assigned to you and thinking your day as normal as it comes. You take care of your customers, who thank you and move about their day when you've done all you can do for them.
Except one. One asshole who eyes you in the establishment, as he's done a number of times before. He strikes up a conversation with you, compliments you, very overtly flirts with you. You try to stick to your usual routine: stay polite and professionally aloof. Only this time - this time he grabs your wrist, asking where you're going when you try to excuse yourself to assist other patrons. He insists on getting your number, "C'mon, what's one date huh? I'm a lot of fun y'know!" before winking and dragging your toward him. The discomfort is visible on your face, and you move to take your wrist back, but his grip is nearly suffocating. You toy with the idea of smacking him off of you, but before you can even lay that to execution, he screams in sheer agony.
You blink, confused at first, but looking up gives you the answer you're looking for: the creep's opposite wrist is being bent back at a painfully awkward angle, the muscle and bone almost threatening to pop in the grasp of the man behind him. Dressing in a finely tailored black Italian cut suit with a royal blue button down to compliment it was your beloved. Second son to the Matsuno mafia family, Karamatsu. He yanks the guy away from you in one strong tug, whirling him around with his arm pressed behind his back to face the door of your establishment.
"Non non, speaking to my angel that way is reprehensible."
His tone is playful, almost like he's joking with the guy, but the press of cold, solid steel into his back is anything but. Karamatsu leans in, bachelor-esque bravado hardening into a deadpan stare straight ahead over his opposite's shoulder, ice crawling into his vocal chords. He speaks only loud enough for the man to hear him, "You'd bode well to never come back here...or the three in this chamber will go directly into your spine, capisce?"
The man takes off running, terrified of how easily his life just hung on the balance. As soon as he's gone, you're met with a look of pure adoration from Karamatsu, having done a complete 180 knowing that you're safe now. His hands cup your cheeks, his lips press a kiss to your forehead. "Light of my life, how happy I am to see your brilliance once more!"
You giggle at his poetic greeting, "Hi my love, you're back sooner than you said. Would you like some espresso?"
He takes a seat nearby at an empty table, "Ah, my darling, I couldn't spare another moment without your presence. If I'm gone from you too long, surely I would wither away, cara mia." You set down a cup of espresso for him, along with some sugar and cream (he takes his on the sweeter side, a characteristic his brothers poke fun at him for) along with a few biscotti. Leaning on your hand you smile softly at him, "Don't be silly Kara, you'd be just fine without me."
He feigns an offended gasp, palm flat to his chest, "Bella! What man could possibly live without his heart?"
The laughter between you both is ripe with shared affection.
You leave him shortly after to continue your business while he sips his espresso. The cheer in his expression fades into something pensive and steely. Mid-sip he thinks of who of his brothers he should speak to first about the man who so disrespectfully put his hands on you this afternoon. He'd pay for treating you with disgrace - and Karamatsu would make sure he collects.
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pigeons-scrawlings · 1 year
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Hhh,. I'm alive (⁠-⁠_⁠-⁠;⁠)
I did a thing
It's real short, under a thousand words, just a little bit of character interaction between Choromatsu and my OC.
Pic of said OC here
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overgrownfanboy · 25 days
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I think with Ao3 down...i am actually set for life right now and im coasting right through. Especially since the one im reading is 338 chapters long.
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vampthropologist · 7 months
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IruIchi REAL. kind of
Prologue and Chapter 1 Posted!! If you'd like some listening material, here's the IruIchi Official Playlist (subject to change)
Thanks to @zen1dol for beta-reading this for me!!!!! <3
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lemonykeeby · 8 months
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i posted a fanfic on ao3 last week and have been too nervous to post the link on here but after seeing people are actually reading it i got enough confidence to realize that im the shit so why should i be so worried lol
PLEASE READ THE TAGS!!!! I GO INTO DETAILS WITH THE TOPICS SO PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU WILL POSSIBLY BE TRIGGERED
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samstwilightzone · 11 months
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Coming to Wattpad, AO3, and wherever else, if I feel like it. We'll see how this one goes boys.
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This cover was made by your truly, me
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What could one call this? A story of a yakuza family successor turned office worker? An unfortunate soul crossing paths woth six identical individuals who bring chaos into their daily life, while at the same time breaking them out of their mundane day-to-day routine? Perhaps it is both.
Aki Kobayashi, a monotonous existence, nothing new or interesting ever happens. Living each day just so she could enjoy the simple pleasures of life. A truly phatetic way to live considering what she could have had.
Wake up, breakfast, get dressed, brush your teeth, feed the cat, go to work, lunch break, back to work, go home, dinner, brush your teeth, sleep, repeat. And so-and-so until the weekend hits. Then it's a different kind of work. After walls upon walls of code, she dawns the mask of an alter ego to allows her to blow off steam.
It was the same thing over and over again, until it wasn't.
After getting conked in the face on her way home from work by a flying projectile, a new path of her life has branched out for her to walk down on. This leads to some... Interesting scenarios, shenanigans, tomfoolery, horsing around, chaos, lots of laughs, friendship and... Happiness?
Is this really okay? Does she really deserve that?
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oddly-casual · 2 years
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*Growing, excitedly vibrating in place over the piles of drawings of Osomatsu characters that I’ve made for the tenth day in a row*
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vrisrezis · 1 year
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Do you still make Matsuno fanfiction? (Osomatsu San)..
Yes I still get rqs for it <3 love ososan still but rn I’m not accepting rqs for it other than the ones in my inbox due to my lack of interest in writing anything in general lol
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redattn · 24 days
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I can tell my mental health is tanking a lot because I'm writing ososan fanfiction again.
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thebardisabird · 1 year
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Ooooooh, a very nice prompt indeed. Not a problem! I'm gonna keep this one gender neutral if that's okay with you. More often than not I write female readers, but it's nice to switch it up. A flustered NSFW Kara x GN!Reader, under the cut!
The first few times were awkward. Karamatsu, while poetically passionate in practice, was rather timid in the arts for which passion called for most. The leading role initially fell in your lap, but a role you were more than happy to fulfill. With some gentle love, and plenty of guidance, you would give your beloved blue matsu pleasure beyond compare. Learning what he liked, how he kissed, what parts of you were his favorite to touch - all pieces he picked up quickly to make the very picture of ecstasy with you. So it did not take you by surprise when the roles reversed. Kisses were pressed into the dips and bends of your skin, his sharpened gaze holding you steady as he etched whispers of adoration across your body. The euphoria had you trembling underneath him, your legs quaking at the weight of his thrusts inside you. Karamatsu gently wove his fingers into your hair, "Is my hunny pleased?" he purred, tilting your head to meet his darkened stare, "The stars nngh in your eyes are not missed, my love." The lace of sex and honey in his voice hit your loins like a gut punch. You keened as he fucked you faster now, teetering your climax closer to the edge. It was in your enamored state that you found yourself babbling, "Ahh Karamatsu you feel so good!" "Mmmm Karamatsu you're incredible, just like that, oh gooood" "You're all I've ever wanted, Karamatsuuuu" These sobbed out words drowned Karamatsu in a sea of praise, though he was not prepared for the overwhelm of emotions that came with it. His cheeks stained shades of red uncommon for his normal sexed up state, and he found himself stuttering at the hips. It took you a moment to realize he was slowly stopping atop you, eyes averted, but the exaggerated blush on his face had you asking, "Kara, baby, you alright?" Your hand reached up to hold his cheek in a tender gesture, offering a smile to match. He leaned into your touch, and it was then you felt the tears that had fallen. Concern painted your features, but Karamatsu kissed your palm in reassurance. "Never better, my flower, never better." He was still finding it hard to meet your gaze, instead opting to plant his face in your neck. Once more he started, slow and deep thrusts rekindling your desire. His body burned with a devastating mix of love and lust when he recalled your words; the praise devolving him to a bashful beast. Your voice sung sweetly in his ears, canaried tones of compliments and endearment. He would surely take you to rapture.
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nosfermatsu · 7 months
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Current fanfictions im working on that are posted to A03:
Passing the Night (79,451 words written currently)
Those Who Come After (9,304 words written currently)
Current fanfictions im working on that isnt posted anywhere (yet):
Calming D-Class Osomatsu (might never post since its so similar to Seven's a Crowd in the sense theyre both SCP au's...)
Puzzle (might not post due to it being about mental hospitals (im normal now))
Good Luck Getting Into Heaven (im having trouble writing this one for some reason though the concept is interesting to me. It's a what if fanfiction where jyushimatsu is the sole survivor of the s2 finale. thats all ill say about that plot)
One More Shot (im technically finished with this, but i might not post due to it being a vent fic about alcoholism. Its pretty personal)
Unnamed vampire au of ososan where its more like vtm than wwdits (might post after im done with passing the night)
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ichikunimagines · 4 years
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another.. ichimatsu.. x reader..
I Like Hearing Your Voice, Ichimatsu!
Some context! I found a ship prompt generator and I just found it adorable! And yes, this blog is oh so close to becoming pernamently for Ichimatsu girls.
(October 25, 2020)
Ichimatsu grumbled as he heard the phone ring once again, a mix of anxiety and dread filling his stomach. You’d always call him whenever and wherever you’d feel like it.
It’s not like he didn’t like talking to you, if that were the case why would he be dating you? He actually adored hearing your voice on the phone, but he’d always trip on his words and awkwardly mumble. It was embarrassing for letting you hear him like that.
“..Matsuno”
He heard a giggle from the other line, making his heart skip a beat. “I know it’s you, Ichimatsu.” You know it was a polite thing to address your family name, but his dead voice was always so distinct that you’d never have to guess.
“..Do you need anything?” Ichimatsu had no idea what to say, his mind racing for why you wanted to talk to him in the first place.
“Oh! Nothing much, really.” You let out a small chuckle, leaning onto your couch. “Just felt bored.”
There was a short silence between you, before Ichimatsu repsonded. “Ah, just talking to me would probably make you even more bored.” You didn’t see it, but his hands were already sweaty and shaky.
“You’re not boring to talk to, Ichimatsu. How many times do I have to tell you that?” You let out a sigh. “I like talking to you.”
Ichimatsu tensed up, his words becoming slightly shaky. “O-Oh..” He let out a cough. “W-Why do you even call me so much? It’s not like a trash neet like me has anything to do.. But why?”
Silence, just for a few seconds but felt forever for Ichimatsu. He was so close to just slamming the phone back on its place and hide in the corner in shame.
“Ah..” He felt started hearing your voice again. “Well..”
“I just like hearing your voice, Ichimatsu!”
He let out a choked gasp, a huge blush flushed onto his cheeks. The shy giggling hiccup you let out afterwards made him want to pass out from embarrassment. The words he wanted to say was still stuck in his throat, wanting to burst out.
“..You still there, Ichimatsu?” You could basically feel the huge blush on his cheeks just through the phone, you laughed to yourself.
“H-Have to g—“ You could hear the long beep against your ears. The dork must’ve ended the call from embarrassment, you thought. It made you blush just thinking about him so flustered.
You yelped when you heard a knock on your door, walking up to be.. “Ichimatsu?” You looked confused, your apartment was a good 15 minutes away from his house, did he run all the way here to see you?
“Y-You wanted to hear my voice more, ne?” He shyly opened his arms, you can tell he was still out of breathe. You stared at him, star struck, then letting out a joyful giggle, quickly running into his arms. He became stiff, feeling you melt into his soft arms.
You glanced up at him to meet his eyes, you grinned. “Ichimatsu~” giving him a quick peck on the cheek, pulling him inside your apartment. His face flushed with red and sat you onto your couch and pressed his weight onto you.
You giggled once more, wrapping your arms around him and giving him pecks on his forehead. He shyly creeps his head towards your ear, ever so slightly muttering,
“..I like hearing your voice, too..”
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matchamatsu · 3 years
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back at it again with the osomatsu fics, this time with some suuji!! lmk if you liked it if you read it!
Rating: General Audiences (i think there’s one swear word but that’s it lmao)
Category: Gen
Relationships: Matsuno Ichimatsu & Matsuno Jyushimatsu
Characters: Matsuno Ichimatsu, Matsuno Jyushimatsu, Matsuno Karamatsu, Matsuno Osomatsu, Matsuno Todomatsu, Matsuno Choromatsu
Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Brotherly Affection, Brotherly Bonding, Smoking, One Shot, Family Fluff
Summary: Jyushimatsu is scared of thunderstorms. Ichimatsu calms him down.
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shantechni · 4 years
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Did somebody ask for Matsu angst-
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shimmeringclouds · 3 years
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𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘶𝘦
𝗡𝗢𝗪 𝗣𝗟𝗔𝗬𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝙢𝙤𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 - 𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙖 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚 ı𝗹ıı𝗹ıı𝗹ıı𝗹ıı𝗹ıı𝗹ı ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ : ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮ 𝟬:𝟬𝟭 ─●──────── 𝟯:𝟮𝟵 ◁ 𝗜𝗜 ▷
➳༻❀✿❀༺➳
○𝘒𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘰 ⇾ 𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐦
❝𝑻𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑰 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖,❞
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○[𝘠/𝘕] [𝘓/𝘕] ⇾ 𝐀𝐨𝐤𝐢 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐦
❝𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕.❞
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❛𝑨 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒃𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈_𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒅𝒔❜ 月
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