☆彡 蓮巳敬人誕生祭 - Keito Hasumi Birthday Event

MUST BE MONEY ft. mikage reo

reo's first date+kiss with you. | sfw, gn!reader

reo had always thought you were easy.

you gave it away far too casually; blatant stares and meek smiles and all. one glance in your direction and you suddenly seem to glow. it's like his gaze is a spotlight and you are his actor- one of his actors, at least. but you don't seem to mind your so-called 'competition'; leaving him with the impression that you're simply just easy- a road smoother and straighter than the road to hell.

so when you approach him about going on a date, reo isn't surprised. maybe he is; but only at the fact that you asked him directly. there was no 'spending time with you and your friends'. no 'one-on-one study session's. you'd come to him wanting a date, so he gives you a date. "after school, let's go to my place." your happiness is almost contagious when you nod yes.

reo still thinks you're easy; a lot easier than expected, if you will.

how it's barely been a half hour into this date and his arm is already slung around your shoulders is unbeknownst to him. if he didn't know any better, he'd think you're just needy- doing anything and everything for some comforting attention. but he knows you, and he's seen you, and he's seen how your eyes shimmer exclusively for him.

maybe, he wonders, pulling your body snug into his side, you're here for the money. it's the one thing that distinguishes him from other people, after all. it's not uncommon either- for girls and boys and friends and "friends" alike- saying that his wealth doesn't advantage them is like saying he's not attracted to you right now; an awkward lie that somewhat comforts him.

don't get him wrong- he's obviously been with people whom he was attracted to, and had no reservations about expressing it. but you? you fall into his lap so literally and effortlessly that liking you feels like a sin. you're way too easy for his taste- most probably only here for the money. at least, that's how he tries to convince himself.

he looks at you, noticing the drift of your hair with each exhale. you turn and look back, curious. remarking his warm breaths and even warmer gaze. he plays a dangerous game- embracing your unadulterated eyes. basking in your alluring scent; hoping it spills onto his shirt. "this is nice," you say with that smile that makes him dizzy, perhaps because the lie he's been telling himself isn't so comforting anymore.

reo doesn't quite think you're easy now.

you step right into his hands, seemingly ready to give him yourself. yet, he's afraid to hold you proper. to have you, and reo is never afraid of having. he's losing this dangerous game that you don't even know you started. you blink.

"'s quite nice, huh," he answers you- fingers habitually reaching to caress your cheek; and he has to resist pulling his hand back when you lean into it. he's done this before- god knows how many times with how many people- but your skin doesn't burn him the way the others did. you don't affect him the way they did. he hopes you don't.

he notices his breaths don't kiss your hair anymore- they land on your skin instead, and your eyes flutter in a way he's seen many times before on different people. "you look like you want something," his voice is low; composed. quite the contrast to his rampaging heart.

he plants his lips onto your right eye- closely connected to your heart. closely connected to your desires, and you seem to only have one. he's just not sure if this desire is transactional or emotional, for your eyes are too glossed over to see. he leans down.

"tell me what you want, honey," close enough to share your air, reo breathes you in. wants your smell to spill onto his skin. "is it money? you already know i've plenty to spare," shivers crawl down his spine; and he wishes he never suggested that. "is it fame? being the top student's partner- does that turn you on?" he drags his fingers down your jawline, noting every blemish he comes across. "or is it..." his nose brushes against yours.

"...me?"

"what do you think, hmm, reo?" he doesn't like the way your mouth quirks up. he doesn't like that your hand peels his away from your face. that's another two lies now- neither of which bring him comfort whatsoever. the sweet ache in his chest tells him his truth; head spinning like he's had too much honey. he loves the game you're playing.

"must be money then," his lips brush yours unsatisfyingly as he pulls away. you're not teasing him free-of-charge. he leans back, satisfied. there's a cold vacuum between him and you that heats his cheeks, however, and his satisfaction turns into longing. he longs to fill the vacuum again.

"wrong answer, idiot," answers his prayers. a cold pair of hands smacks his face- burning his cheeks with passion; then pulling him into a kiss. the mix of plush and teeth takes him by surprise. he returns it nonetheless- and this time not out of his typical courtesy. he kisses you back because he wants to, and he's sure he wants to. he kisses you back because he's worked hard for it in his mind, because he deserves it.

he deserves you.

reo couldn't be more wrong when he thought you were easy.

even as his lips and nose and breaths melt into yours, he still feels like there's more to accomplish; more to discover; more to love. you are his endgoal- you, and the entirety of you.

SCARABOOBS WAG K N COLD SAKIN PLS

32 | finals day one

raised the bar !

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synopsis yn thought she finally escaped the perpetual doom of placing 2nd after she graduated high school. but alas! the leaderboard has her name printed under another’s! a name she thought she’d never get to see again. better luck next time, i guess.

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baked with love ! ₊˚⊹♡

cw : michael kaiser, established relationship, tooth rotting fluff, typos (probably)

you set down the ingredients you needed for your cookies on the counter as you heard footsteps nearing the kitchen.

“what are you doing?” kaiser asked as he attempted to fix his hair, you glanced over at him “i'm making cookies.” he tilted his head, “for me?” he smiled smugly.

“no.”

“so mean!”

you tried to stifle your giggles, getting a bowl from one of the cabinets for mixing. “i’ll only give you cookies if you help.” kaiser immediately coming up to you, “your wish is my command, m’lady.”

you gave him the bowl and pointed at the ingredients, “i need you to mix flour, baking powd-” getting interrupted cause of the flour that just got sprinkled all over your nose.

“dammit, i missed.”

you glared at him, “uh oh, i’ve angered the beast.” he added. putting some flour on your hand, you smeared it on both his cheeks. he gasped dramatically and stumbled back, “how could you do this to me?!?!” you burst out laughing.

“we didn’t even start making the cookies!”

“not my fault! plus you look so adorable with flour on your face.” kaiser replied.

you felt butterflies in your stomach, how does he manage to fluster you even though you've been dating for so long. you felt your face heating up, "you're so adorable" kaiser said as he pinched your cheeks like a grandmother would. "shut up" you said sheepishly, he chuckled at your flustered state.

the two of you continued baking again. engaging in banter with kaiser as you worked. it was going well, you only had to put the cookies in the oven. it was all going smoothly until you got a chocolate chip flung on your cheek.

"aaand he scores !! wooo !!" he cheered, "kaiser i am going to kill you one day, i swear" you said, making kaiser laugh.

"i'll be happy as long as it's you who's killing me."

"i don't think that'll be happening soon, what would i do without my prince charming?" you replied, pecking his lips.

"fair point" he grinned.

you put the cookies in the oven and set the timer, "what should we do as we wait?". "lets go watch a movie." he replied

"ooh! let's watch the menu, i've been wanting to watch it for awhile" you beamed.

"alright, may i offer you my hand in takingyoutothelivingroom" he said, being quick in the last part. you held his hand and giggled, "lead the way, my prince".

as you made yourselves comfortable on the couch, "kaiser?" you called. "hmm?" he replied, reaching for the remote.

"i love you."

his eyes widened and he blushed, "i love you too."

you admired him, making him look as red as a tomato. "god, stop being so cute, you're gonna make me explode" he said.

"my badd" you giggled.

word count: 285.

thinking about how indifferent blade will be when you confess your feelings to him. blade doesn’t see himself as a human being. he doesn’t think he has the right to feel things, not when he has been cursed by immortality by someone who he considered as a friend.

thinking about how blade will sneer when you finished pouring out your feelings. he will call you hurtful things: “are you stupid?”, “what makes you think i’ll love someone like you?”, “the thought of me being with you makes me sick.”

thinking about how blade ignored your teary eyes and heartbroken state. he walked away, without sparing a glance at you. he knew this wasn’t the right thing to do but as long as you’re out of harm's way, then he will continue living with the guilt buried in his body.

thinking about how blade gradually misses your presence. no matter what he does or where he goes, all he can think about is you. your laughter. your soothing touch. your bright and lifeful eyes. the yearning in his heart gradually consumed him until one day, he had enough.

thinking about how blade gathers up the courage and visits your home. the man was confused with how unusually silent it was. he was about to sneak in when your neighbor saw him and gave him a solemn look; a look he knew all too well.

thinking about how blade wallowed in regret. how he wished he could turn back time. how he wished he could take back the words he said to you. how he wished he was by your side, holding your hands and kissing you whenever he could. how he wished you were still alive.

note: lmao :3

"nii-chan... is really amazing..."

"i wanna be strong and cool... just like him..."

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warning(s) : cussing, rei is an old man, technically a deez nuts joke

w/c : 339

the dark stage suddenly lit up in a flare of colors, and the idol trio known as switch stood in the middle; faces illuminated by different colors of the spectre. 

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ARE YOU TELLING ME THWY DIDN'T ACTUALLY ALMOST KISS FHIS IS SO. 😒😒😒😒

春のParfum　誘われ目覚める / 愛を閉じ込めた　記憶と思い出たち  …  this spring scented parfum was called to wake you up / reminiscing on these memories that were trapped inside this love.

engraved on skin and bone

▸ michael kaiser x reader

▸ almost 1k words

▸ established relationship, heaps of comfort fluff and physical affection, warnings: mentions of anxiety/panic attacks

you know kaiser better than himself, and kaiser finally figures out that he knows you just as well

kaiser wakes like he’s gently being pulled out of water. he blinks a few times to rid himself of the drowsiness, though he can’t seem to move with the weight on his chest. you come into view through his half-lidded eyes, the outline of your form glowing with the light coming from the television. your arm is draped over his stomach to mindlessly trace the inked vines and thorns that climb up his skin, your touch so soft yet mildly electric.

“tickles,” he mumbles, shifting slightly to pull his other arm out from under you. it’s gone numb by now, and he briefly shakes it before setting it down on the top of your head.

you pull your attention away from the screen to look at him, smiling when his palm strokes down the back of your head and the length of your spine. “did you have a good nap?”

“was i out for long?” he says, voice still slightly hoarse.

you hum, the reverberations of your ribcage extending to his. as the sleepiness wears off, your glistening skin comes into focus. “i finished two episodes while you slept.”

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