Love Trial = Requested

Senku x fem named!reader

Rating: this chapter is A for Adults (minors be warned)

Warnings: this fic has elements of smut and a mention of eating disorders THIS CHAPTER DOES CONTAIN SOME CONTENT WITH THESE WARNINGS - check tags. 

Summary: Imogen has been awakened from petrification but she suffers from amnesia upon waking up. Senku and Taiju - her lover and childhood friend (respectively) before the petrification - must do their best to help her recall her past life.

Smut summary: soft sex, first time, no warnings but very NSFW.

Authors Note: I wanna start this off by saying I’m very proud of this piece. But I also want to say I’m sorry if some of the descriptions aren’t top tier as this is my first time writing smut. But I really hope you guys enjoy this as much as I did while writing it! ;) 

Chapter Seven - final chapter

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Yander Number Five hcs

Five is a either a tunsdere or just a low ket yandere. At first

Five probably fell in love with you when you guys were teens. Then when he accidentally jumped too far he lost it when he saw your adult self dead with his family.

So during his time in the apocalypse he he hunts down things that remind him of you and search for ways to get back home.

One day while he was searching for supplies in a mall he found a manikin that looked like you. So he took it with him everywhere.

When Five eventually made it back to the "present" he ignored everyone else at Regionald's memorial. He made a bee line for you. He hugged you and didn't let you go while your mouth and the families mouths just hung open.

Somehow (your girl is too lazy to write how) Five managed to accelerate his growth and becomes your age.

Five is a possessive, manipulative, and a snarky clingy yandere.

He is more than willing to kill for you. If someone came on to you in front of him then he won't even have the decency to wait for you to leave so he can kill them.

Once he is done he is covered in blood and human bits. Five will sigh, grab you, and pretend nothing happened. If you cry or freak out while he tries to love on you covered in blood he will roll his eyes and tell you to shut up then kiss your forehead, smearing blood on you.

You tried to escape from him and leave the Hargreaves mansion after that incident but it didn't work well.

Five will guilt trip the hell out of you

"What do you mean you need space? I've been separated from you for years. And you're already trying to abandon me"

If you try to hang out with one of the other boys without him then he will be majorly possessive. He'll fight you on you having alone time. And if you somehow manage to get alone time then you better look around the corners. Because Five is more than likely watching from afar and drinking coffee

In a perfect world, where the world isn't ending, you'll be his perfect house wife

Five is very demanding and direct in letting everyone know what he wants and getting what he wants. No matter how much you argue or avoid him because of this. He will get what he wants.

Five will always be touching you in someway. Whether it be a hand on your hips to him sitting right next to you.

If he sees you hugging someone else (even his siblings) he will be pissed. You'll know that you fucked up when you see him clench his jaw, frown, and slightly clench his fists.

He will immediately pull you away and jump. Once you're both far away from anyone he tears a new one into you.

"You know you belong to me! No one should be touching you, but me!" He yelled as you started to cower. Maybe once upon a time you would have argued with him, but he took away whatever backbone you had (if you had one) a long time ago Five walks towards the wall next to you and punches a giant hole in it, causing you to jump in fear. "You touch anybody who isn't me again then they'll end up dead. And you'll get a punishment" he says an walks out the door to take a breather. You slowly slide down the wall and cry. You should have known better then upset him. Its all you're why he's mad right now. (That is pure Five manipulation right there my friends)

When you guys were kids he was also very possessive of you and your time then as well. How could he not be when you're so you. And he was especially extra possessive since you were the only friend the Hargreaves children were allowed to have. Which is remarkable since you are a normal.

Delores had to break up so many fights between Five and the other children because of his clingy and possessive tendencies.

Reginald used Five's love for you as a reward and punishment. If Five acted up then he wouldn't be allowed to see you. If he was good and trained extra hard then the more he can see you.

"The more you train Five, the more time with Y/N you'll be given."

You should have picked up on his unhealthy obsession love for you when you were kids. But you just couldn't see him in that light I guess.

If you had a crush on one of his siblings then he will be ruthless to them. Especially in dueling for training.

Since he has known you as kids then he'll know basically everything about you.

He will kidnap you, especially if you keep avoiding him. His yandere tendencies with increase 10 fold when he finally gets to reunite with you again. And since you can't jump like him, you're stuck at a home he found for the two of you.

If you need something from Five when you're kidnapped then he will negotiate with you. " I get no benefits from it. So why should I get you that? What do I get in return?" Which will cause you to give into whatever he desires at that point in time. Whether it be physical or verbal acts of love, you better give him what he wants or you're not getting what you requested.

If Five has had a hard day dealing with his family (who are searching for you) then you better behave, make him coffee/food, love on him, and tell him how much you need him. Or else you're gonna receive a pisser pissy Five.

In your little house he will have all your favorite things there for you. No matter what it be, except for certain things.

If you want a console of some sort then except parental controls on it. He isn't dumb. Five isn't gonna give you something that allows you to talk to other people to get help unless it has parental controls that block that.

Five's punishments are verbal, mental, and possibly physical.

If you piss him off enough, like by trying to escape, then he might hurt you in the crossfire of his rage. Your home will be a mess and you will be on the floor crying while holding your cheek.

Or if you refuse him and his physical touches then he might lock you in a room for a couple days. Five might also say somethings about how no one can love you because you're his alone.

"No one can love you after I claim you"

If you try to butter him up with you iniating physical affection he will give you a deranged smile and hold on to you like a python. And kiss you like his life depends on it.

But Five isn't stupid, he knows you're trying to manipulate him. (Which is silly, trying to manipulate the master of manipulation.) But he will keep his deranged smile and hold you. Because you're not gonna get whatever it is out of him. You might be able to "manipulate" him into getting a book or something, but really its just a reward for you initiating physical contact. Trying to manipulate him to make your escape easy is stupid.

If you do somehow escape (good luck with that, the house is basically escape-proofed, all the windows are bullet proof and painted shut, multiple locks on every door leading to the outside) then don't seek refuge with anyone you love, even the rest of the Hargreaves. Five is more than willing to kill them if it means he gets you back.

Five loves you more than anything, including coffee. Just be a good girl and love him. Or else you're gonna be in hell for a long time (better hope you get Stockholm Syndrome quickly)

Will you guys please request something. Its the only thing that really gives me the push to finish writing my drafts and stuff 😭. I have a list pinned of things I write for. So please feel free to request or ask stuff.

In which Jinwoo can be sly in ways he didn’t expect just for her

Disclaimer: I don’t own anything except for my characters and plot. I’ve taken inspiration from Momo Art's comic.

Warning: Cockro- I’m not even going to say it. Sly Jinwoo😭

Y/n is Jinwoo’s childhood friend. He has met her since they moved right next to their apartment. 

If Jinwoo were asked to describe Y/n, he would describe her as a mountain. Unmoved by anything, steady and strong, mentally and emotionally. 

She has been a mountain for both Jinwoo and Jinah. Despite losing their parents under different circumstances, she has been there for them, in good and bad times.

She’s a strong woman, Jinwoo thought.

She has given him strength when he thought he couldn’t go on and to his sister, a mother figure to lean on.

She’s also kind. 

Growing up with a kind family, who has been kind to them when they needed help, it's no surprise she grew into such a beautiful person.

She has also been a constant in Jinwoo’s life. Even though at one point, Jinwoo thought of her as a stubborn and reckless person. 

He still remembers when he was still called the weakest hunter, the lowest in his rank.

One moment he was being insulted after a raid for getting injured before a blurred figure passed him. The next, he saw Y/n harshly grabbing the hunter’s shirt, snarling and swearing to the point even a sailor would be embarrassed. She almost choked the poor guy as well.

She had come on her own, carrying his lunch which he had forgotten when she saw how Jinwoo was being mistreated. This made her snap and charge recklessly, not even bothering that the guy was a hunter.

Soon, a scream of anguish erupted throughout the area as the man crouched down, holding his family jewels. Y/n kicked the guy in the nuts when he tried to pry and cursed at her.

The surrounding people and Jinwoo instinctually clutch their private area, trembling and paling at the sight. The guy was on his knees, mouth foaming and twitching.

Needless to say, it was chaotic after. Y/n was on the verge of being charged with assault if it weren’t for people stepping out and telling their grievances to the officer about the man. This guy has been insulting and assaulting people, especially female hunters. 

In the end, the case was dismissed and forgotten. The guy, whose balls are still in pain, was fired as a hunter and got charged instead.

It was also the first time Y/n learned that a cute and timid animal can be scary. She trembled when Jinwoo scolded her with a cold close-eyed smile once they got home.

Y/n remembered her auntie being an ice queen with a scary smile whenever she got angry at Jinwoo's father. She guesses blood doesn’t lie, like mother like son.

… 

Y/n is strong however there are times when she’s not. 

Whether to laugh or question the universe, Jinwoo couldn’t help but choose the former when he recall such a moment.

It was a normal day for the three of them and a rare day off for Jinwoo. He had a few days off to rest before he could participate again since he got injured from his last raid.

It might have been because of the summer heat, causing everything to feel humid when that thing came out.

Jinwoo, y/n, and his sister were lounging in the living room, relaxing when Y/n felt something crawling at her legs. Long spiny and hairy legs were felt on her skin.

Y/n breath shallowed and her body turned cold from the foreboding feeling. Lifting her head, two small black beady eyes stared back at her.

A piercing shriek echoed in the living room, shocking both siblings. 

Quickly looking at Y/n, Y/n stood up so fast she stumbled over and started thrashing around, causing it to fly overhead. (y/n refuses to say its name).

Seeing it, Jinah didn’t hesitate and screamed at the top of her lungs, joining her noona. (Jinah refuses to name the thing as well.) Immediately, taking cover.

Jinwoo stood up also when, suddenly, he found it hard to breathe.

Y/n had rammed into him and put her arms around him. If it were any other situation, Jinwoo would have enjoyed it. However, with how hard Y/n is gripping him, he’s sure he would die from this instead of the monsters he always faced.

Y/n called his name and he looked behind. 

With teary eyes, she pleaded, “Jinwoo, please kill it .” 

Jinwoo's lips twitched, feeling his ears burn and his cheeks flush. It’s illegal to look so cute while saying such disturbing words, he thought. Both things don’t match at all.

His sister screamed at him, this time without any reservation as it flew near her. This snapped Jinwoo from his dazed.

Jinwoo complained under his breath at his sister before he got to work but with difficulty as y/n clung to him. Yelling and hugging him tighter, when it got too close to them, his sister was not helping at all as she also screamed the whole time.

Can’t say he didn’t enjoy the whole fiasco though. Just recalling Y/n hugging him made him giddy and energetic for the next few days even if he started working again. The whole time they raid a dungeon, a silly smile stayed on his lips even when he got injured.

The other hunters couldn't help but secretly doubt that he might have finally lost it.

Now as an S-rank, witnessing such a similar event and feeling his darling’s arms around him as she clung for dear life. Jinwoo thoroughly enjoyed this bizarre situation. 

With only his pants on and shirtless, Jinwoo just finished taking a bath when all the chaos occurred and he found himself being tackled.

That thing was flying all over the place, crawling and stopping at a place before flying again.

This time, Jinwoo took his time to kill it.  Completely enjoying having his darling arms around him. 

Immersed with his darling, it didn’t even bother Jinwoo when his sister almost fainted from fright when it got too close to her.

Without his shirt, Jinwoo directly felt her body, Y/n skin is so soft compared to his and so warm. He could even feel his darling's brea-,Jinwoo cough, quickly interrupting his thoughts. He felt his cheeks blushing.

However once Jinwoo finished the job, he felt his darling’s arms swiftly disappear as she ran away from the bug’s corpse that Jinwoo was about to dispose of.

Jinwoo quickly missed his darlings embrace. Unfortunately, he can’t complain since he hasn’t confessed nor are they in a relationship yet.

He could only wait for such a situation again but it's so rare and only when it's summer do these critters come out.

Throwing the bug into the trash can along with the paper he used, that’s when an idea hit Jinwoo.

For a long moment, he eyed the corpse before him.

… 

It wasn’t long before such a situation occurred again and again. Every time, it just so happens that Y/n is in their apartment and it just so happens that Jinwoo is there. It also just so happens that thing appeared even though it's already the beginning of autumn.

Patting his darling's head, Jinwoo comforted and openly hugged her as she trembled in fear.

 Jinwoo thought, it couldn’t be helped since his darling may be strong but there are times when she’s also weak especially when it comes to it. 

He still found it cute no matter what.

Meanwhile, his sister, who has been sitting on the couch, throughout the whole thing, looks at him incredulously. 

Jinah had been suspicious of that accursed thing when it started appearing every time her noona came to visit and, conveniently, her brother was always there.

Her suspicion grew stronger when it never once approached her at all. One time when she decided that it was safe, Jinah observed it and realized that that thing had become her brother’s shadow soldier.

She saw purple highlights on its body similar to her brother's other soldiers. And her brother shamelessly used it to scare her noona nonstop so he could hug her to his heart's content

Jinah had half the mind to shout at her brother when her brother glanced at her.

Smirking before putting a finger in front of his lips, a gesture for her to stay silent before he went back to comforting his darling.

Jinah screamed in her heart in disbelief ‘What a sly sadistic evil man!’

She couldn't decide whether she should pray for her future sister-in-law from that thing or from her brother.

A/n: Thank you for reading. Please don’t hesitate to tell me what you think of sly Jinwoo.

Extra:

Igris: He felt tormented whether he should praise his liege or feel pity for their Lady's suffering.

Meanwhile the other shadows…

Beru: “As expected of our liege!”

Bellion: "Quite clever, my liege."

Other soldiers: Just happily cheering for their king without a thought.

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'𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑌𝑜𝑢' - 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒚𝒐 𝑺𝒂𝒏𝒛𝒖 / 𝑨𝒌𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒚𝒐 𝑿 𝑺𝒂𝒏𝒐 𝑴𝒂𝒏𝒋𝒊𝒓𝒐𝒖 𝑿 𝑭𝒆𝒎!𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 (𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧) Part 1

'𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑑'

Yandere! Bonten! Mikey X Bonten! Akashi Haruchiyo X Big sister! Reader

⚠︎ WARNING ⚠︎ : Yandere! Mikey, age-gap between Mikey and reader (she/reader is 1 year older than Takeomi which is she was 38 y/o in timeskip), mention of killing, possessive and obsessive Mikey, dark content, one-sided love, unhealthy thought, unhealthy 'love'? (I dunno how to say lol) delusional Mikey, mention of marriage, some misspelled and wrong translation, Manga spoiler, this is going to be a bit long fanfic ehe :3, let me know if Im missing something. Not really edited since im catch a cold and feeling bit dizzy :(

Y/ N ➪ Pink (♥︎)

Mikey ➪ Orange (♥︎)

Sanzu ➪ Blue (♥︎)

Takeomi ➪ Dark Purple (♥︎)

Senju ➪ Red (♥︎)

Shinichiro ➪ Green (♥︎)

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Haru watching you playing with his king's hair while he purring at your lap, and somehow he feels disgusted by his king action.

"Y/n-chin...your hands is...so soft..."

"Is that so, Jirou?"

"Mhm..yeah, please dont stop playing with my hair..."

You were the eldest in the Akashi Siblings, the most softest amongst them. You loves children, that makes people loves you and how sweet your voices are. In other words, ladylike. Even Shinichiro falling for you.

You're surely different from your other three siblings, the 2nd son, Akashi Takeomi was a delinquent. 3rd son Akashi Haruchiyo also a delinquent, and the youngest Akashi Senju, worst, a boss of delinquent. You're just you, florist and a bakery.

Even since kids, if Haru had a problem, he will go to you and talk about it. And you will hug him, comfort him, whispering sweet nothing lulling him to sleep. Making him forgot about his problem. Haru loves you more than his other siblings, everytime Takeomi being mean at him, you're the first person would know about it. You already advice the scarred man for being fair towards his two youngest siblings cuz as much as you can see, Takeomi always babying Senju more than Haru and you dislikes that.

"Be fair, Omi." "Im already was, nee-san..." "No, you aren't." "Tch."

And about other children, you absolutely loves the Sano Siblings, Mikey always get babied like he always be. He was clingy to you and would sleep or sit on your lap if you go to his house, he even persuade you to having a sleepover at his house so that he can cuddle you to sleep. Of course, Shinichiro wouldnt let him, that's making him sulking at the corner like a baby. You convince him that you will come back tomorrow.

"Stop being a baby, Mikey. Let her go."

"Im not being a baby! Im just want a cuddle!"

"You think everyone have a lot of free time like your ass?"

"Shin, it's fine. Also, Jirou. I will come here tomorrow and I will bring you to the park with Haru. We will eat ice cream together, okay?"

"You promise?"

'Yes!"

"...Okay..."

The next day you coming, Takeomi was talking with Shinichiro while Senju and Haru was playing with Mikey and Baji. Mikey was bragging about how cool his toy to his friends. It was an airplane made by his brother. He always excited to show it to you.

"Look! Look! Y/N-Chin! isn't my airplane cool?!"

"Wahh! That model looks so cool! Onee-Chan! I want one, too!!" Senju seems to be so mesmerized with the airplane, seeing her happy making your heart go warm.

"Hey man, that's not girlish of you!" Takeomi added.

"Yeah it's cool, Jirou. I will buy it for you if you promise to keep it well, Sen."

"YAYYY!! ONEE-CHAN IS THE BEST!!" Senju beamed.

"DON'T ENCOURAGE HER LIKE THAT, NEE-SAN!" Said the scarred man.

"Also. Oi Haruchiyo! Have you realized that you've been teaching Senju the wrong words? Since I'm not leaving home anymore you have to set a good example for her! You can't rely everything on Y/N! Do you get it?!"

"I'm sorry, big bro Take..." Haru said in sad tone. You knew he was doing his best to set a good example to Senju, but it seems never to be enough for Takeomi.

"Omi, he trying his best for it. You shouldn't say something like that. Haru, go tell Jirou to get ready. I will bring him to the park with you guys after asking a permission from Shinichiro." You said while petting his head.

"There you go babying him again.." Takeomi sighed at your antics. He doesnt get why are you babying Haru so much cuz to him, Haru is a boy, he need to learn to be more mature and more responsible. Although, he already is.

Waiting almost 30 minutes at the outside, you suddenly feel something not right in the Sano's residence. Your guts telling you that something is happening in there so you enter the residence again searching the kids and then you heard someone screaming at the backyard. Is Keisuke's voice. You feels panicked. You immadiately running to the backyard to see what happening.

As soon as you arrive, you feels dizzy, the smells of bloods struck your nose making you feel like you're going to vomit. But then you saw Senju trembling while looking at Mikey and Haru...Haru...

His mouth was ripped...

You gasp, and screaming loudly, loud enough to caught Takeomi and Shinichiro's attention. You left no time sprinting towards to protect Haru from Mikey. You dont know what happening, but you believe Mikey has his own reason for this. And Haru doesnt deserve any of this.

"MIKEY STOP! YOU SCARES EVERYONE HERE!"

"Nee-chan...mo- move..Mik-Mikey will hurt-.. yo- ..you..too..."

"Yeah, move, woman." Mikey's voice sound so venomous enough to sending shiver down to your spine. But there is no way you're going to move. Haru needs you, eventho he scared right now he still wants you to move. Before Mikey could do anything to you, Shinichiro and Takeomi already come and stop him. They are a bit late. "MIKEY!! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU HAVE DONE?!" Shinichiro shouted from both panicked and anger but it falls deaf on Mikey's ear as he sending you a death glare, giving a sign for you to move or he will causing a violence on you too but he's trying to remember you at the same time.

You walked slowly to him, trying to not causing any scene and stopped right infront of him. Cup his cheeks when he dont give any sign to fight back. "Jirou...it's me, Y/N. Do you remember? We promise to having picnic at the park together today, no?" Mikey stumble a bit as he recognize your voice. "Wake up, Mikey. It's fine. I'm here. You're safe here." All of a sudden Mikey was crying, he finally 'wake up' to face the the reality. His eyes already turn to the normal one. His mouth was open but nothing come out, he felt numb and then he passed out in your arm.

Haru on the other hand already taken by Takeomi to the hospital as you take your time to distract Mikey earlier. His wounds are bad. Blood didnt stop from coming out. The doctor was horrified and asking how he got the wounds which Takeomi dont know how to answer. Takeomi just claiming that Haru got attacked by some delinquent who are targetting him before but ended up hurting his little brother instead of him. He couldn't risk Mikey being in juvie in such young age either.

Even since that incident, Mikey locked himself in his room. Sanzu cant get out from the hospital yet since there is some part of his body also injured. Mikey refuse to get out, not even when Shinichiro buys him a dorayaki and taiyaki. You would visit Haru three times a week due how busy you're. But now you want to visit Mikey cuz Shinichiro inform you that Mikey locked himself and refuse to get out to get some fresh air. As soon as you arrive, Shinichiro immadiately welcoming you with his usually big smile and ask your day which reply you with fine. When you arrive at Mikey's room door you could hear a sobs coming out from in there.

"About Haru..." Shinichiro bowed down as a signal to apologize. "I'm sorry for my little brother wrong doing, Y/N. And thank you for not doing a report about it..." "It's fine, Shin. It's out of our control after all...Well, how is him?" "Just the same..he never go out..." "Can I talk to him a bit?" You asked, Shinichiro wasn't really sure about that since Mikey also didnt want to listen to him. "I will take the key's room, but I dont know if he want to talk to you..."

While Shinichiro searching the key, you knocked the door to get some Mikey's attention. Unfortunately, you got nothing. "Jirou, it's me, Y/N. I come to visit you, dear. Can we talk a bit?" Still got no response from him you just sighed in defeat. "Here's the key." "Thank you, Shin. Jirou, I open the door now.." silently open the door, you saw Mikey next to his bed while holding his precious broken airplane, he flinching at the sound of closed door and looking straight to you who just entering his room.

Mikey looks so disheveled, the airbag under his eyes was shown. He just stop crying for now. You slowly walk to him and sit infront of him giving a small smile. Mikey didn't say nothing but he still looking at you with wide eyes. Without hesitation, you give him a tight hug but not tight enough to make him suffocate. No words is need to be spoken, you knew this is better than leaving Mikey alone is his room. It make him feels loved and safe. He was cling onto you right now and resting his head on your chest. Not long after that, he fell asleep. You tug him to his bed and kiss his forehead. Shinichiro just sigh in relief. His heart warming at the scene of you taking care Mikey. "I make him a dorayakis, tell him to eat it later".

Few years passed and both of them are not going to be the same. Haru ran away from home and Mikey was suffering from losing Baji (and Shinichiro). The reason why Haru ran away is he thought you dont loves him anymore, that you just keep yourself quiet after you knew the person who broke Mikey's airplane. It's Senju. After one year passed, Haru recover from his wounds but it left a big scars at the corner of his mouth. "Dont cover it, Haru. It's pretty." "No, it's not." But Haru cant live without you, you are his light and he need his light to lightening his day. He always finds himself come back to you. He may hates his two other sibling but he can't bring himself to hate you. He even swore to himself that he's not going to come back to the Akashi Family. He swore that he's going to payback for what his little sister had done to him. He won't use the Akashi anymore. And that's how...

Haruchiyo Sanzu was born into this world while Akashi Haruchiyo, someone you loves most was 6 feet in the underground

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Summary of "Mr. Sweet Talker": Aether and Paimon managed to snag free tickets to the magic show in Fontaine! It's all thanks to a certain famous Fontianian magician. Who knew he could be such a sweet talker?

• Happily Ever After? (Various Princes!Genshin Men x Royal!Isekai'd!Reader) [Published on August 27, 2023] 🧧

Summary of "Happily Ever After?": There was a small kingdom on Teyvat where a king and queen kept their child locked in a tower for over two decades— the public and other kingdoms do not know what this royal Highness looks like, nor do they know much of this person. However, twenty-seven princes set off to free their royal Highness from their high-rise prison. Maybe you will finally get your happily ever after by finally getting your freedom.

• Burning Desire 4 [Al Haitham's Route] (Various Genshin Men x Iskeai'd!Reader, Al Haitham x Isekai'd!Reader) [Published on September 3, 2023] 🔞

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• Watch the World Burn (Various Genshin Men x Villain!Isekai'd!Reader) [Published on September 17, 2023] ❗

Summary of "Watch the World Burn": [This is part 2 of Where I Truly Belong] Those who have wronged you, chased you out of the region, and ostracized you will all go down with Teyvat. You will watch the world burn as bodies around you fall to the ground one by one.

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Brightest Star in the Universe [Various Honkai Star Rail Men x Isekai'd!Reader] (One-shot series):

Summary of "Brightest Star in the Universe [Various Honkai Star Rail Men x Isekai'd!Reader]": You were thrust into the world of Honkai Star Rail without warning and any recollection of your memory. Blade and Kafka refer to you as the fallen star. You don't know what it means, and you think it sounds ridiculous. After meeting the men from the Honkai Star Rail universe, these men can't help but feel drawn to you. As if there's this invisible line that's pulling them closer to you. Just when you thought your stay in the Honkai Star Rail universe couldn't get any weirder, the universe keeps proving you wrong.

• Anything for the Star (Various Honkai Star Rail Men x Isekai'd!Reader) [Published on July 22, 2023/July 23, 2023] ✨

Summary of "Anything for the Star": March has a theory that the men would do anything for their precious shining star. However, you thought it was ridiculous. Due to you being skeptical about March's theory, March decides to put it to the test because those men would do anything for the star, right?

• Final Moments (Various Honkai Star Rail Men x Isekai'd!Reader) [Published on July 30, 2023] ✨, ❗

Summary of "Final Moments": You're somewhere alone, bleeding, and on the verge of death. Everyone is scrambling to reach out to you, but you're not picking up your phone, and no one knows where you are. Not even Nanook knows your whereabouts. You didn't think you could die in a universe you didn't belong to, but you were wrong. At least you were able to hear their voices in your final moments, right?

• Seeing Stars (Various Honkai Star Rail Men x Isekai'd!Reader, Nanook x Isekai'd!Reader) [Published on August 6, 2023] 🔞

Summary of "Seeing Stars": Your and Nanook's intimate moment was interrupted by your Astral Express traveling companions. Caelus spots a hickey on your neck, you make a poor excuse regarding that hickey, and all of a sudden, you find Nanook balls deep inside you. Needless to say, Nanook is called the Aeon of Destruction for a reason. And that reason isn't because of destroying the universe, but because he's going to be destroying your insides.

• Anything for the Star 2 (Various Honkai Star Rail Men x Isekai'd!Reader) [Published on August 20, 2023] ✨

Summary of "Anything for the Star 2": After being sandwiched between Gepard and Sampo's chest due to March claiming you wanted to be sandwiched between the two men from Jarilo-VI, you fainted. You soon regained consciousness and now have to deal with the aftermath, and you're also on the hunt for March around the Astral Express.

• Trouble in Paradise (Various Honkai Star Rail Men x Isekai'd!Reader) [Published on August 27, 2023]

Summary of "Trouble in Paradise": Nanook has always communicated with you through your dreams because both you and Nanook are connected with each other. But now that Nanook has taken a human form, there's no need to communicate through your dreams! You were certain that it was just Nanook who could communicate with you through your dreams until Phantylia showed up.

• To be Reborn (Various Honkai Star Rail Men x Vidyadhara!Isekai'd!Reader) 🧧 [Published on September 3, 2023]

Summary of "To be Reborn": Waking up in Scalegorge Waterscape, you have no recollection of your past life. You are reborn— you are a Vidyadhara— hatched from an egg. A young blond boy awaits your rebirth, the same boy who volunteers to be your protector. Your past life remains a mystery. Your relationship with three particular men remains a mystery as they gaze at you longingly from a distance. Sometimes, it's a curse to be reborn.

• Well, Shit. (Various Honkai Star Rail Men x Toddler!Isekai'd!Reader) [Published on September 17, 2023]

Summary of "Well, Shit.": Well, Shit. This isn't supposed to happen. How did this even happen in the first place? Yanqing was tasked to watch over you while General Jing Yuan and your traveling companions were out on a mission. Who knew it would end up with you turning into a toddler?

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Unmistakably Yours - G.S.

Synopsis. In which the strongest bends space and time - literally - after coming back from deatḣ, to do what he’s always wanted to do - you.

Pairing. Gojo Satoru x Reader

Content. MDNI, fem! reader, best friends to lovers, Satoru goes a little (very) INSANE, oral (fem receiving), fíngering, manga spoilers, use of jujutsu powers, unprotected, créampie, spitting, overstim, féral Satoru, heinous things, happy ending, pet names, swearing.

Word count. 4.5k

A/N. Yeahhh that poll was cooking up something devious heheh. Gege give me back my man.

Gojo Satoru was going to kill someone.

He was going to kill someone and it didn’t matter who. It didn’t matter how. It didn’t even matter if he had to haul his broken body - scarred and barely-healed - out of this stiff infirmary bed, because the great Gojo Satoru awoke and the world shook.

Because you weren’t here.

“Ah. The oh-so deadest one, I see you’re awake.” Satoru flinches at the sharp, exhausted drawl from his left. 

Slowly, he blinks away the haze in his aching eyes, desperately trying to adjust to the cold room. Shoko’s voice was too loud. The lights too bright. His waiting arms too empty - where were you? 

With a low hiss, Satoru’s body is moving before his mind, sitting up like a man possessed. Goosebumps prickle his skin as the thin blanket falls off his shoulders. Temples throbbing because the world was spinning and spinning and you-

“Calm down, Satoru.” Shoko sounds almost panicked now - as much as she could, anyway. Uselessly trying to push him back onto the mattress. “I don’t care if you’re the ‘strongest’. Sukuna did a number on you and you have to rest-”

“Where is she?”

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It was the final nail on your coffin - that slight, steady rumble beneath your feet. So fleeting that you’d written it off as your weary brain, too goddamn tired from today. Heaving out a sigh, you rub your eyes in frustration, so fucking alone in this too-large penthouse. 

Fingers jittery, you rifle through your best friend’s closet for his box of blindfolds, because you knew he’d be complaining about the sensory overload at the infirmary if- when he woke up. Though, you think that was more an excuse for Shoko to send your wrecked self away than anything. 

Grabbing a few more than necessary, your heart lurches as you eye that dusty framed photo by his bedside. A much younger Satoru, Suguru, Shoko, and you - probably the last time any of you smiled so carelessly. 

One dead and the other just on the cusp of it.

He’ll be okay. He’ll be okay. He’ll be okay. He’s the strongest, right?

Swallowing heavily, you try to put your mind to something - anything - other than the memory of that battlefield and the blood. So much blood. Everywhere. 

God, you should’ve stayed. What if Satoru-

That was when you felt it. 

The tight, uncomfortable feeling of atoms standing at attention all around you. The air was so stagnant and heavy that it was almost hard to breathe. 

You don’t know how you realize what it is - but you don’t get the chance to wonder about it either. Because the thought has barely even crossed your mind before everything else is thrown at the window at those two words. 

Hoarse, and whispered, voice ever-so-slightly cracking at the end. One you recognized, one you knew you always would.

“My love?”

Satoru.

It was a miracle that you didn’t get whiplash from how fast you whirled around to face the doorway - and it was an even bigger miracle that you didn’t trip at how your legs were carrying you to that tall, familiar flash of white hair without a second thought. 

Hell, you don’t think you’ve ever run this fast in your life, and it still wasn’t quick enough when Satoru engulfed you in his arms. Letting out a soft sigh as he hugs you tight enough that it hurt, like he never wanted to let go. 

All familiar warmth and a rapid heartbeat that matched your own. 

A shiver runs down your spine at that scent of the infirmary, tinged with something so dangerously metallic, miles away from the usual hints of pine and candy. But you only pull Satoru closer - not even realizing the tears staining his snug t-shirt, nails digging into his sculpted back. 

“S-Satoru?” you murmur wetly, as if you still couldn’t believe it - even when you were in his strong arms. 

It killed you to pull away, and Satoru wasn’t any better, pulling you firmly to his heated body with a guttural grunt as soon as you showed any signs of shifting away. Grip almost bruising, fingers tight on your hips. But you didn’t mind, why would you? 

Because the strongest was nothing under your will - he always was. And it’s only once you break the embrace just a fraction of an inch that you confirm that this actually was Satoru - your Satoru. 

“You’re here.” you breathe out unsteadily, not knowing where to look first - his heaving chest, as if he’d run all the way here, or those faint scars along his exposed skin. Jagged, running down his pale skin like he was too impatient - too distracted - to let them heal properly. Satoru’s face was scarily blank, pretty lips set in a tight grimace like every second you weren’t locked in his arms killed him. 

He doesn’t answer - like he didn’t know himself. Nervously, you raise your eyes to meet his and-

Oh, Satoru, he was here. Alive.

Looking like he was ready to make sure that no one else was.

You just wondered where they’d pile all the casualties. Too many to bury at Jujutsu High if those tiny blue flickers of lightning at the corners of Satoru’s eyes were anything to go by. 

Gaze hooded, pupils blown, he didn’t look at you with that usual warmth. No, he looked at you like a man that had crawled back from death just to rip you apart. And you had half the mind to wonder whether this was some special grade curse that had just come disguised as your best friend. 

“Are you okay?” you try again, raising a hand to cup his cheek. “Toru?”

Oh, you might as well have just signed your own will, because no sooner are the words out of your mouth before Satoru’s jolting. Like the mere sound of that stupid little nickname from high school was enough to shock him to his very core. 

Electrify him just enough to finally look at you like it was the first time. Like he was seeing you after a thousand years. “My love.”

There it was again, that quiet, strained little mantra. 

Followed very closely by the deafening slam! of the door behind him, so hard that you spy one of the hinges rattling off. Startled, you look over Satoru’s broad shoulders just to catch a glimpse of the single, large handprint charred into the wood, slight steam wafting from his hand.

Shit. He’s lost it.

Almost like the strongest has forgotten his restraint - or didn’t care about it either way. Heated, you wondered what this boded for you. 

Will you be lucky number one on his kill list? You wonder, as Satoru presses his mouth right above your pulse. Racing. Dangerous. Feeling the rapid thump! thump! thump! under his lips.

Breathing you in, dragging his nose up, up, up- He mutters into your skin, “Y’can kill me if you don’t want this.” Will you go down - if there’s anyone left to remember, that is - as the casualty that surely and officially signaled the honored one’s descent into madness? Only the second best friend he had to kill?

Or, Satoru pulls away slowly from his little haven, breath ghosting your lips as he gasps out a shaky, “No God can take me away without doing this.” Will it be something else entirely?

And then he’s kissing you - and you’re kissing him. 

Because fuck, how could you not? This is Satoru, and this is all you’ve ever wanted since those late night convenience store runs in high school, hand-in-hand and teleporting away from a furious Yaga.

The same Satoru that had cockily winked at you goodbye before facing Sukuna - leaving you crying with nothing to hold onto but those cold, cold hands and wishes that you’d have just fucking kissed him before. Maybe even put aside your pride to just tell him.

But none of that mattered now, because Satoru was so desperate - drinking you in like you were the last breath of air on Earth. Like it hurt more to part with your lips than it was to be cleaved in half.

Such a mess of teeth and saliva, and you were addicted. Drunk off his sweet taste - like candy, almost, and those cheap mochi he always got from downtown - and the electricity pricking at you each time your skin grazed against his.

It almost hurt - but it hurt so good.

Gasping, you pull away for air - impossible with the way Satoru was like a madman, kissing your swollen lips again and again and-

“Toru!” you squeal, muffled through his lips. “Aren’t you-” His mouth drops into a soft oh! at the delicate strings of saliva snapping in the non-existent space between you two. Surging forward like he couldn’t help himself. “Battlefield- mmpf- now?”

With a pained grunt, Satoru finally halts, just a hair’s breadth from your lips. And if you were in any better state of mind, maybe you’d have noticed the brief flicker of blue lightning all over his body. The way the lights flicker. 

“Special curtain.” he pants against your open mouth, a muscled thigh shoving between your weakening legs. “Time barely passes in here.”

You don’t know what your head is reeling more from his words or his hands - hands that kill - caressing you like a lover everywhere. Unable to decide between your hips, to your ass, to your pretty pretty face. Kiss-bitten lips uttering, “Everyone’s waiting for you.”

“So?” Satoru lets out a humorless laugh. About an octave higher than usual, like he was at the end of his rope now. Eyes hazy and glowing, looking as if it took everything in him to not just tear off that uniform and take you right now. 

“But-”

“Shut up and let me ruin you, my love.”

Your back is hitting the mattress before you can even start to wonder what the fuck is happening. One second standing at the doorway and the other all sprawled out on Satoru’s bed.

Besides yourself, you blurt out, trying to make sense of the situation to both of you two. “Did- did you just teleport us?”

“Don’t know.” he answers. And Satoru sounded like he genuinely didn’t know, as bewildered as you were. Powers acting before him - way, way before he can think - as he fists your shirt in his hands. “Don’t care.”

And you half wondered whether Satoru was even aware of what he was doing as he pulls, down, down down. 

Rip!

It tears through the air - both the sound, and the way he’s just pulling your shirt to shreds. All depravity and no repentance as Satoru throws it behind God-knows-where. Buttons hitting the floor at a maddening little rhythm to which he was slowly losing his sanity. 

He was kissing you like he was angry - taking it out on your poor clothes. Because before you know it, he’s pulling your bra off. Fingers searing on your skin, skirt just tatters on the floor. 

“Waited too long.” he groans, leaving wet, open-mouthed kisses down your neck. “Always wanted to do this.” And once he started, it was like Satoru just couldn’t stop, rambling into the valley of your breasts, “Ever since I first saw you and oh-”

That was it - only one look at your panties, all flimsy and drenched - and you’re back to wondering what Satoru’s kill count would be. You shudder as his eyes widen, letting out a strangled gasp from some deep, primal part of himself. Voice so broken and starved as he muses, “-can’t believe I waited this long.”

Shit. You weren’t making it out alive.

Immediately, Satoru’s dropping further down the mattress, easily pushing your knees up all the way till they were at your breasts. 

And it was so unfair. 

Unhair how he was still fully clothed, while you were spread so shamefully. Unfair how he was sliding his underneath your panties up and down, grazing your swollen folds. Up and down, up and down up and- Pooling your sweet sweet juices on his fingertips before pulling, marveling at how sinfully soaked they were. 

And it was like something snapped - maybe his whatever restraint he had left, probably you by the end of this. Because just a split-second later, Satoru’s tearing right through your panties. Not even taking a second to breathe before burying his pretty face into your dripping cunt. 

Unfair how you were liking it so dangerously. Being so used. 

And Satoru knows - he thinks, with whatever rationality he has left intact - that he wants to admire your pretty lil’ cunt. To finally drink in what he’s been dreaming about for years all these lonely nights. But, no, that’s for later - for a different Satoru, one that didn’t feel like he was going to fucking die if he didn’t taste you right now. 

“Ah! Hngh- T-Toru-” you arch into his hot tongue, as he licks erratically up your folds, long, sloppy movements of his tongue all the way from your base to your swollen clit. Lapping at your juices like he couldn’t stop.

“Tha’s right.” words muffled into your cunt. Throwing your legs over his sculpted shoulders. “Gimme more, use me. Use me- fuck fuck fuck- yeah.”

He sounded as delirious as you were already, flinching with each word spat into your sensitive cunt. Drunk off your pussy and so messy, like he was well and fully intent on ruining you. 

And it’s all you can do to sob so needily as he swirls his tongue around your sensitive clit. Seemingly unable to decide between sucking on it harshly and dipping into your sloppy hole. In and out. Wanting everything. Anything. 

“Fuck. S’too deep. Sh-shit.”

“Oh yeah?” he’s grinning, a cruel, cold little grin. You can feel it as he rolls his tongue against your clit over and over. “S’not deep enough.”

You pathetically try to close your legs around his head in shock, as the tips of his long fingers spread open your pussy further, teasing your entrance. 

But who were you against the strongest? The one that got everything handed to him on a silver platter since birth? Except you - until now, that is.

Because Satoru’s swatting thighs back open like it was a mere inconvenience, and feel your cunt clench in- fear? Anticipation? as you realize how gently he was throwing you around like a ragdoll, in comparison to that door from earlier. 

“No.” he sounds absolutely wrecked, babbling around your throbbing clit. “Need this- need you.”

And then he’s plunging knuckle-deep in your plushy pussy, so greedily that your slick is trailing down his wrist. Drinking in your pretty gasps of his name as he roams for that one spot he knows will have you seeing stars - only the best for his girl, right? The only thing on his mind right now, like a predator starved.

You can only tug on his hair and buck wildly underneath him, inching Satoru closer to where he was desperately searching for. Close - so close. 

“Toru-” you moan, like a prayer. 

But it wasn’t fast enough. 

Not for Satoru, at least.

Even through the haze in your eyes, you could make out that brief flash of electric blue in-between your legs, eyes widening as ah-

That cheat. 

You wondered if he even knew he was using his powers right now. Or whether Satoru was too far gone at this point. Way too smug with the way he hits that one spot. Hard. 

Ah, you quiver as something so dark sparks in his eyes. Looking like a man starved, that had finally come across his favorite meal. Moving with frightening accuracy as he pumps his fingers in and out, hitting it each and every time. 

“Shit, ngh-” you let out a shrill moan, “It’s too good. You’re so fucking-” 

One hand was so messy toying with your dripping entrance - the other digging into your hips. Dragging your sloppy pussy senselessly all over his mouth. 

Hard enough that you were sure it’d leave marks for tomorrow. If you even made it that long, that is, if the tiny shocks of electricity at his fingertips told you anything. 

Desperate. Violent, even.

So it only makes sense that your orgasm was the same. “Fuck- m’cumming m’cumming, fuck fuck fuck-” You’re shaking as you cum, crying out Satoru’s name and delirious little moans that you’d otherwise be embarrassed of. 

And he doesn’t stop. Not when you’re blinking your vision back. Not when you’re shying away from his tongue, the stars behind your eyes too much with each flick of his tongue. 

“S’too much- too- fuck, sensitive, Toru.” you whine, big fat tears clinging to your lashes. 

Ah, there it was again. Just when Satoru was beginning to think that he might just be veering into a state of mind that could be considered sane - you have to call him that goddamn nickname again. And it’s only driving him wild. 

Well, he muses, fumbling with the hem of his t-shirt, it’s really on you then. 

You let out a fucked-out little whine as Satoru finally takes his shirt off, revealing such milky, toned skin. All sharp curves and dips like he was sculpted so meticulously, going down, down, down and- Your breath hitches at the large, pink scar standing out of his torso, so uneven and fresh that you feel a fresh wave of tears - different ones, this time. 

You take a steadying breath, eyes unmoving from the injury. “Satoru-”

“No.” Satoru’s tone is firm, so different from the metallic tinkling of his belt. He was moving now, shifting in between your legs to kiss those tears away. “Need this. Need you. Need you need you need you so bad-”

“But your…” you trail off. The words catch in your throat as he finally unbuckles his belt, pulling down his pants just enough that his throbbing cock springs out, hitting his sculpted abdomen. Red, and so so angry, soaked in precum. 

He was so…massive. Now, you expected your best friend to have a big dick, but this was ridiculous. He was so intimidatingly long, thick enough that you could feel the slick beading out of your sloppy hole already.

Yeah, you definitely weren’t making it out alive. 

Satoru sees it too, of course, because his cock twitches furiously. A low hiss leaving those pretty pink lips before he’s spitting on your quivering cunt. Once. Twice. 

And you know that if this shameless bastard could use six eyes to find your g-spot, then he could’ve done the same for this. But, no, he lets some of it miss, splattering against your inner thigh, smearing all over as Satoru thumbs in his saliva with your slick. 

God, he was treating you like some object. Wordlessly throwing your legs over his shoulders, dragging his weeping tip down your swollen folds. So fucking filthy. 

And then you feel like you’re been split apart - because Gojo Satoru was unforgiving. As was his aching cock. He’s barely even pressing through the first ring of muscle, and you already feel like he’s pushing all the way into your lungs. 

“T-Toru.” you yelp, glancing down at the way your pussy was stretched so lewdly around his thick cock. Quivering as he keeps pushing and pushing and- no mercy. Absolutely none at all. “Can feel you so deep inside ngh- I don’t think I can…” 

“No no no no no-” he’s panting into your open mouth. Fucking into your heavenly cunt in mindless, shallow little thrusts just to squeeze deeper inside. “Need this. Want this. Always did. God, fuck fuck fuck, you can do it-”

“But-”

God, Satoru can’t help but kiss you - to shut those cute lil’ whines up more than anything, he’s sure he’ll cum right there and right now if he didn’t. 

Because Satoru wasn’t any better. Body bowing into yours, eyes rolling to the back of his head, mouth falling into a delirious oh! as he finally bottoms out. Balls smacking your ass too hard, your pussy too tight, you too beautiful underneath him. 

Blindly, he reaches for the headboard - white-knuckling it so hard that it’s a wonder it doesn’t break. 

It does - and later you’ll find a pile of splinters behind the bed. It’s just that neither of you notice. Too high off the feeling of Satoru’s cock pushing inside you. You’re clawing at his back now, gasping for air. Letting him fold you in half to filthily lick away the tears pooling at your cheeks. 

“Shit- y’got this, my love. You gotta- ah- Breathe-” he can’t even speak properly, sharp tongue so heavy. Eyes glowing with such insanity as he rocks his hips harder into yours.

He was right - you needed to breathe. To finally wrap your head around the fact that this was Satoru - your best friend - the same one that binge-watches sappy rom-coms with you after every breakup. Every. Single. One. Somehow, you wouldn’t have it any other way. 

Both of you were barely-lucid at this point. And he was out of control now.

Funny, how in all his dreams when you were screaming his name - Satoru was always suave, methodical, playing with your pretty pussy like a fine instrument. Right now, he was anything but. Sloppy - like he didn’t have enough time, never would, even in this room where time slowed.

“Don’t you run away.” he grunts at the way you’re so adorably torn between running away from his cock and bucking for more more more- “Waited twelve fucking years for this. N’ m’gonna take it.”

You almost sob at the pressure as he laces his fingers on top of your head to slide you impossibly deeper. Down, down, down. “S’too good, Toru. Wan’ more-”

“More.” Satoru breathes, more to himself than anything. Eyes widening almost comically, a fucked-out smile spreading all over his face. “Y’want more even when you’re filled to-” He traces an invisible line halfway down your tummy. “Here?”

“Yes.” you gasp as he reaches down to toy with your throbbing clit, drawing tight, frenzied little circles. Balls smacking your ass so painfully, thumb pressing down right where his tip was hitting your cervix - as if he used six eyes to see. “Always wanted more. Always have, Toru.”

And you swear you could see something physically snap inside Satoru. Because his eyes glaze over, grin dropping instantly from his face. 

If you weren’t so cockdrunk maybe you’d have caught the way the bedroom lights flicker, the one down the hallway bursting. 

“Always, huh?” he’s muttering, grip on your body tightening like a vice. “Wanted more like me?” Rocking into you so sloppily, cock twitching so painfully as he speeds up. Fingers just as desperate - as depraved as his hips.

And this time, he doesn’t even have to use six eyes to find that one spot. Knowing your body well enough to hit it over and over until you were sobbing. “More more more more- fuckin’ take it then.”

At this point you didn’t know whether Satoru was always this ruthless in bed or you’d just broken him. It felt so good that it was almost scary. And your delirious mind wandered into the thought that maybe the bed would break - and your bones to follow. 

Well, they would have if Satoru hadn’t been using reversed cursed technique. But you didn’t need to know that just yet. 

“Satoru-” you squeal as he only gets more erratic.  “I’m…”

“Close?” Satoru’s grunting, smacking his lips against your own.

It’s laughable, really, that muffled question - because Satoru knew you were close. Losing his fucking mind, actually, at how you were squeezing so hard around him. Balls squeezing so painfully right now, but he wanted you to cum first - needed you to cum first.

“Yeah, so close. Wan’ cum- Ah! Please-”

“Then cum. Fucking cum, wan’ed this so bad.” he’s babbling deliriously. Little sparks of lightning visible even to your glassy eyes, fingers humming with a dangerous little energy that stimulated you so good. “Yeah, yeah yeah yeah fucking cum, wanna hngh-”

And then you are. So sudden and hard that you don’t even realize it at first. Just that you’re seeing stars behind your eyes, blood roaring in your ears. Rocking your hips into Satoru’s like such a slut. 

Oh, if heaven was really then the part of Satoru that can still form coherent thoughts thinks this just might be it. 

Because only the sight of you creaming all around his swollen cock and he’s cumming and cumming so hard that it hurts. Thick, hot ropes of cum that he can’t seem to stop. Doesn’t want to stop, and God he thinks he could cum until you beg and beg and beg it’s too much. Until you’re yelling for-

“Mercy!” you moan, head spinning with how fucking overfilled your pussy was. “Please, Toru-”

Satoru lets out a slight gasp, “Mercy?” Chuckling so cruelly at your dazed nod, “No mercy, my love. None at all.”

And God, it was so fucking hard to look at him too - eyes half-lidded and miles away, flushed and looking like he was anywhere but laid out on a hospital bed just a few minutes ago. In fact, Satoru looked like he was in heaven on Earth as he only milked his painfully hard cock on your snug pussy.

Pretty. Always so fucking pretty. 

And he kept whispering that, over and over in your ear as you both ride out your highs. Oh how he loved you.

Your eyes fly open, and Satoru knew he’d said that out loud. Shit. But, well, with the way you were immediately pulling him to collapse into your arms, he thinks he really doesn’t mind.

“Love you, love you. Love you so much. Always did, always wanted to love you- to fuck you.” You barely even notice him marking down your neck, sharp canines digging into the flesh like he wanted to break something. Hard enough that you distinctly wondered whether he was out for blood. “To ruin you.”

It was oozing out of you, both Satoru’s cum - dribbling down your legs in thick globs, pooling on the overpriced sheets below - and his power. Jolts of electricity running down all the way from your poor, abused cunt to your hazy mind. 

“So do it.” The air was crackling - crackling with intensity and the smell of jujutsu. It was in your veins, in your words as you whisper, “Ruin me. You’re the- ngh- only- one f’me, Toru. Always was.”

The lights go out. All of them - all across Tokyo, in fact. Shining so bright that it was blinding, until they burst. The last thing you see are his eyes - electrified with blue lightning, burning into your brain. 

And then it’s black. 

---

“I’ll be back before ya know it, my love.” he whispers against your forehead, cooing at the way you stir sleepily. “Gotta pest to take care of.”

Taking down that curtain wasn’t the hard part, the hard part was actually fucking regaining his senses enough to do so. 

And now, all cleaned up and fucked to sleep on his bed, you were looking so unbearably delectable that it made some part of Satoru just want to stay behind this curtain. To forget the waiting sorcerers on the battlefield. Saving the world be damned.

Well, no matter, Satoru had time. He was the strongest, right? After all, how could he give you the world if there was no world to give?

“N’ when I’m back, m’gonna kiss ya to death till you go out with me. Till everyone knows you’re unmistakably mine.”

A/N. GET IT - that unmistakable bit from the panel? 

Plagiarism not authorized.

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So.... Uh...... (;-_-)

Can you write a fic about yandere five where the reader is actually really in love with him but..... One day they do something but only to make sure that he is safe but five assumes that they were trying to escape..

This leads to a fight where five physically and verbally hurts reader and that kinda broke the reader....... Stockholm Syndrome really mentally fucked them up and now that five is angry at them and hates them and starts to ignore them, they start to feel like life is meaningless...... And just miserable in general.

What would five do when he finds out that he assumed wrongly and punished the reader for no reason?

Would reader recover?

You don't have to write this if you don't want to. 😔

-𓆉77 anon

i couldn't resist this one...THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REQUEST <333

warnings: yandere content, torture, abuse, starvation, suicidal thoughts, asshole five, abusive five, drinking, cheating, apathetic reader (in the end), swearing

PLEASE SEND IN MORE REQUESTS PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE THIS IS WHAT FUELLS MEEEEEE

when the light flicked green

You could see the car burning from the academy window, whatever villain he was facing wreaking havoc right outside.

He’s not okay. He’s not going to be okay. You need to make sure he’s okay.

He’d kill you if you did, though. But maybe, you thought, just maybe he’d appreciate it. Maybe he’d finally see how much you loved him, how much you cared.

With that, you threw on the first pair of shoes you could find, along with a sweatshirt. Sprinting toward the door, you attempted to open it, finding it locked.

“Shit, Five, why do you have to be so difficult?” you asked no one in particular, the air being your only companion at the moment. Looking around more frantically as you heard another scream come from the streets, you tried to find another exit. The window.

The window, the window, the window.

Speeding over to it, you fiddled with the lock. While you were doing that, you caught a glimpse of the ground, expecting to see a land of chaos, your boyfriend- or whatever he was- on the ground bleeding. But it was relatively clear. The lock was undone.

“What are you doing?” he hissed behind you. Turning around, jumping at the sudden noise, you faced him. You thought your eyes would be greeted with Five’s normally nonchalant form, but he was tenser, almost shaking from something you haven’t seen from him.

You smiled, only seeming to make him shake more. “I was trying to find you.”

“Bullshit.”

You paused, furrowing your brows. “Excuse me?”

“Don’t bullshit me. You’re only making this worse.”

“Making what worse? I didn’t do anything.”

~*~

You were in a room you didn’t even know existed; naked, cold, hungry, battered, bruised. You still didn’t know what you did.

Was it leaving your sneakers by the door? Was it the little stain you’d left on the towel accidentally when you had food on your fingers? You didn’t think those were a big deal, but apparently he did.

You would take that note for next time.

“Up,” he shouted from the top of the stairs. “Come on; I don’t have all day, now do I?”

Quickly, you got up, awaiting his arrival, but the look of disgust on his face made you want to shrink back into yourself. He threw a large, ripped t-shirt down to you. “Get dressed. I don’t want to see that.”

It wasn’t “I don’t need to see that,” or something else. He didn’t want to see you. He thought you were something disgusting, something to scrape off the bottom of his shoe.

“Come on. You have a long day ahead of you.”

~*~

You came out of that long day sporting at least eight new bruises.

You wiped the blood from your face with the raggedy t-shirt he’d left you with, wishing you a good night’s sleep as you had more to do the next day.

“You want to leave here?” he’d asked you. Even as you shook your head, begging him to tell you what you did wrong, he shushed you with a slap across the face. “Shut up; I don’t want to hear your pathetic whining. You want to leave? Huh? You’re helpless on your own, Sweetheart.” You used to love the nickname. Now it just gave you a deep gash that wasn’t physical. “You can’t do shit. And to show you that, I have a very specific list of things you’re going to do. Failure to complete the task will result in punishment.”

As if you weren’t already being punished by him, and if you weren’t being punished, you were being ignored. You didn’t know which was worse.

“Please, Five, you gotta listen. I didn’t do anything. I don’t know what I did. Was it the shoes? Was it the stain on the towel? I’m sorry; really, I am-”

“Shut up,” he would growl, taking another sip from the bottle that always seemed to be in his hand now.

You were locked in the basement for four days after that. No word from him; only his bruises lingering behind.

Poking and prodding at them, you began to feel a sense of comfort. It was as if he was there.

But now… now you didn’t really know if you wanted him, after all that he’d done, after what sick things he would do next.

You didn’t want him anymore.

~*~

It was routine now; you’d wake up, you’d make him breakfast. If anything was burned, you’d be beaten; once you were burned with the leftover grease. Then, you’d clean the bedroom from the night before. Sometimes there was another woman in there, the sheets stained with unnamable things. Other times, it was just bottles of whatever he’d gotten into. Then, you’d complete a list of tasks he’d compile for you. Then, no matter what you seemed to do, you’d get beaten again. There was always a mistake with you. Afterward, you’d make him dinner. You’d sit on the floor and watch him eat it. 

You would usually walk away with nothing; sometimes bread was chucked down the stairs. If he was feeling generous he’d drop it on the floor in front of you instead of chucking at your face.

Afterward, you’d go to sleep, ready to repeat it the next day.

You’d begun to feel nothing. You’d begun to break away from whatever love that was there for him, but with that, you broke away from everything that you had left. Anger, sadness. You stopped crying a month ago.

Then it happened. The first shots. You screamed.

You didn’t want to scream his name; but what choice did you have? The academy was long abandoned.

“It’s just a little more private, darling,” he’d told you one night, kissing your forehead. By that time, you were just falling in love with the man. “I’ll let you see people again, trust me, I will. But for now, we can just be together for a while.”

“Five!” you shouted. “Five, get me out of here!”

The door broke down, two men on the other side of it.

One had a smug expression on his face. “Well what do we have here, Evan? He has a girl? This should be good.”

~*~

You were well-prepared for what you faced there. Maybe you should’ve been thankful for what Five put you through. It toughened you up, you supposed.

Numbness is what you instilled within yourself. And numbness is most likely what you’d be feeling for a long time coming.

~*~

He’d torn the academy apart.

“Where have you gone, you little piece of shit?!” he shouted. A part of him mourned. A part of him wanted to grin.

You were getting what you deserved. Then, you’d be taken care of just as you should’ve before. Maybe in another year or two. For now, things would just have to be like this.

But what if they’re not lying?

No. You were lying. There was no way that you weren’t, no possible universe where you weren’t lying, or where you weren’t a traitor.

He approached the basement door again, this time noticing something strange.

There weren’t bullet holes in the walls when he had left.

He turned around to find a note on the table written in what could be the most disgustingly curly handwriting he’d seen. 

She’s with me. Come and get her if you want her.

~*~

“I’m sorry you had to travel all this way, Five,” the tall woman said. She seemed taller when he was in his younger body, even in his old body. But now that he’d gotten the nourishment he so desperately needed in the apocalypse, he grew (quite literally) to his full potential and towered over the woman.

“Where are they?”

“Well let’s not be too hasty, Number Five,” she said with something akin to a smirk. But it was a smile at the same time. He hated that about the Handler. She was always unpredictable. “We have a lot to talk about.”

“Like what?”

“Like you stopping the apocalypse and going against your business.”

“I saved billions of lives. You can’t blame me for wanting to do that.”

“Yet you’re hurting the one you saved?”

“They deserved it.”

“Did they? Or are you deluding yourself?”

“I’m not deluding myself; this isn’t a fantasy. They lied to me; they tried to leave-”

“Or did they? There’s proof that says otherwise, Number Five. The facts are there.”

A TV was rolled into the room along with a tape. Your face flashed onto the screen, more abused than he had left it, making his heart sink into the pit of his stomach.

He was the only one allowed to do that. And the only reason he ever thought about it was because you deserved it; you were the liar, you were the traitor.

You were hooked up to what he realized was a lie detector.

“Now, would you like to tell me the time and date?” the commission employee asked.

“I have no idea.”

The light flicked green.

“Good. You’re off to a good start.”

“Don’t patronize me.”

The agent ignored that. “You dated one Mr. Five Hargreeves of the Umbrella Academy?”

“Yes, that would be correct.”

The light turned green.

“And I see you tried to leave this man?”

You rolled your eyes; he leaned forward. 

Please say yes.

“No. I was trying to make sure his ass was alright in that weird fight he got into that day. I was scared; I loved him; I needed to make sure he was alright.”

Be red.

The light flicked green.

He fell back into his chair, holding himself together by a thread.

“Well, Five-”

“Why did you show me this? Why would you ever-”

“I thought you would appreciate the truth, Number Five. We have her right here; you’ve already given us everything we need. Hurting her was more than enough,” the woman smiled at him. He wanted to tear her mouth off of her face.

~*~

You woke up in a comfortable room, bright white lights above you.

“Don’t move, baby, you’re okay.”

Was that Five? Was that him? 

You flinched away from the voice.

“Calm down, Honey, nothing will happen to you ever again, I swear it.” So it was Five. And turns out, the whole thing wasn’t a nightmare. You felt a thumb running over the skin of your hand. You looked at it for a long while.

“Do you need anything? You’re incredibly malnourished; you’re going to need some food soon.”

“I don’t want your food,” you croaked; clearly, your voice hadn’t been used in a long time. “I want your mercy. Stop playing nice and end it. Just do it. I’m a liar. I’m a bitch. I’m a monster. Just take the final shot. Don’t draw it out; I’m done with the shit.”

His eyes widened. You didn’t know why they did. Maybe he wasn’t expecting you to ask for it so soon. Maybe he didn’t realize just how pathetic you were, how right he was in those moments.

“I’m waiting, Mr. Hargreeves. Let’s get the show on the road.”

He shook his head quickly, placing a hand on your forehead, slicking your hair back from your face. “No, Baby, I’m not going to do that. You can’t- I didn’t. You weren’t lying. And don’t you dare say those things ever again.”

“Or what?” you laughed, closing your eyes, and throwing your head back on the pillow. That was something you had missed dearly. Pillows. Too bad they were probably going to be taken from you in a matter of minutes. You had to enjoy things while they lasted, you supposed. “You’re going to hurt me? You’re going to starve me until I’m sobbing and rolling around on the ground in pain? Sorry, but I don’t think that’s anything new, buddy.”

He continued to stroke your hair back from your face, beginning to tear up slightly.

That was new.

That was fake.

This was a new game.

“No, sweetheart. You- you have no idea how sorry I am. I’m going to take care of everything from now on, okay? I promise. You’ll never be treated like that ever again, no matter what happens. I’m so so sorry. I love you. I love you. I love you so, so much.”

A while ago you would’ve died to hear those words. But at this point, you were apathetic to them.

You looked at him, then picked at your fingernails mindlessly. “That’s good for you, I suppose.”

He recoiled, but continued to pet your hair, to give you what could be seen as affection. “We’ll get there, Honey. I know it’ll be tough for a while. Now, how about some breakfast. We’ll have your favorite. How does that sound?”