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The Twin Masterlist

Synopsis: No one ever knew that Emma had a twin, except her. So when you are forced to move in with your step brothers, everyone is thrown for a loop that you two look exactly alike. The thing is, you and your twin sister are complete opposites. Emma was outgoing and got a long with a lot of people, while you were shy, quiet, and a complete loner. How are the Sano brothers going to react when you avoid them like the plague?

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Wants ~

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Pairing: Muzan Kibutsuji x Upper moon Fem Reader

Theme: Possesive Muzan, masturbation, oral sex, fem receiving, fingering, etc.

Synopsis: Muzan wants you, he wants you so bad that it hurts. And he just can’t take it anymore.

Request: Open!

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It was rare for all of the upper moon demons to meet as a group, but since you were kneeling in-front of Muzan Kibutsuji himself right now that made everything obvious. Steady kneeling you sat there and listened to Muzan talk. Weirdly not as scared as everyone else was, that trembled with each poisonous word he spat out.

As the meeting concluded everyone was leaving but you were asked to stay, why? You have no clue but you did. Standing there in your revealing outfit that you were given to wear, you walked closer to Muzan and got back on your knees keeping your gaze to the floor. “Look at me.” He spoke in a cold tone which cause you to look up at him in the sinful of ways.

“What have you been doing? I have not heard anything from you.” “I have been keeping a low profile, in the entertainment district.” You said obviously lying, he raised his eyebrow at you seemingly knowing you were lying to him but he let it go. He swiftly dismissed you and watched as you bowed at him one last time before disappearing into the dark.

The moment you were out of sight his let out a deep breath and let out a sigh of relief as he looked down at the growing tent in his pants. The sweet natural smell that radiates from your body makes his body feel things. The way his body seemingly lets him down every time you’re in his presence.

He walked over to the bed and sat at the edge of it. He closed his eyes imagining you kneeling infront of him once again. The way your eyes looked up at him practically begging him to destroy you in every way possible. He imagined how pretty you’d look with his cock in between your plump lips.

One thing he truly admired about you was the way that after he turned you, most of your human features stayed the same. Besides your eye color and your hair, you were his favorite. The way you could use his blood to manipulate and use your own demon abilities.

His hand started to rub his bulge through his pants as he continued to imagine what it would be like to have to on top of him becoming a crying mess. And the way your pussy would taste, he could imagine all day what it would be like to have you sit on his face suffocating him with the bliss of your pussy lips.

His hands started to rub faster as his thumb hooked onto his belt swiftly undoing the buckle. His hands roughly pulled down his pants along with his boxers letting his hardened cock spring free. Like clockwork he gripped his cock using his thumb to press on his tip and rub his precum in around in a circle.

His low strained grunts were enough to let anyone know that he was holding back immensely, his hand started to pump at his cock aggressively occasionally going fast then slowly down not wanting to cum so quickly.

“Mmm fuck Y/n…” he moaned out seductively calling your name while thrusting his hips into his rough hands feeling so good. He gripped at his cock once more to imitate how tight you would feel around him, and the thought of you calling out his name. Hell screaming his name took him over the edge, he let out loud moans finally letting his cum shoot out and land all over his clothes.

He laid there breathing heavily slightly embarrassed for doing what he did. He softly rubbed his soft cock while still thinking about you.

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A couple days passed and you were sitting in a tree watching the crowd from down below. A tear slipped past your eyes watching all the women live their lives as a human. You never wanted to become a demon but you had too because you were going to die and you didn’t want to die. Muzan saved you and you would be forever grateful to him, you wanted to be free but being stuck to him like this as an uppermoon demon was worse.

Plus you know he hates you which doesn’t make it any better. You wished your life turned out different than how it is now. Being who you are you’ve never felt so lonely in your life and so sex deprived, just sitting on this tree is doing things to you and that’s not good.

It was almost time for you to give you weekly check in with Muzan so you stood up and walked towards the edge of the tree stepping off then appearing in his room kneeling down in a respectful way.

“Good Evening sir.” You spoke quietly waiting for him to speak, but he didn’t . All he did was stare at you and he was already feeling his erection grow. You accidentally looked up and the first thing you noticed was his growing bulge in his pants to which you looked back down with your cheeks growing redder by the second.

A moment passed and you could hear his footsteps inch closer to you until his nicely shined shoes were staring right back at you. “Look at me…” He said and you did as he told, looking up his red eyes were staring into your soul looking for something.

He hooked his hand under your chin pulling you to your feet as his other hand rested on the side of your hip. “You have the choice refuse me.” He said as his lips hovered over yours waiting for your answer to which you just stood there frozen. He took that as a yes and pressed his lips against yours, you wasted no time to kiss him back with the same amount of force his was using.

His sharp teeth nipped at your lip drawing some blood. His tongue lapped up your dripping blood distracting you from his hands snaking under your thighs and picking you up. Your legs wrapped around his waist as you let out a lewd moan when he started to suck aggressively on your neck “Fuck lord Ki-” you stopped yourself before doing anything stupid. You back landed roughly against the bed as you looked down at him.

He smirked and continued to kiss down from your neck to the sharpness of your collarbone down to the hardness of your nipple through your top. Pushing your top to the side your breast spilled out, he practically drooled at the sight. He held your breast in his hand using his tongue to flick and suck harshly on it.

You bit your lip holding back your moans as he did wonders on your nipple with his tongue. While sucking on your breast his hand dragged along your body and stopped right where your pussy was being covered by your outfit. He used his index finger to pull your clothes aside while his middle and ringer finger rubbed at your clit.

Squeezing your thighs together he released you boob with a pop and looked down at your legs. He slapped your thighs as hard as he could forcing you to open them, his eyes widened at the sight. Without thinking he pulled everything that was blocking him from your pussy off and threw it on the ground.

“Take my clothes off.” You slowly lifted your hands to fiddled with the buttons on his shirt, he smile at your nervousness and leaned down to place a kiss on your lips. His hand went back to rubbing on your pussy that was dripping with each circular motion he forced onto you.

Once you finished unbuttoning his shirt you pushed it off of him admiring how well he took care of himself. Seeing how sexy he looked half naked infront of you compelled you to do something you would have never done in your life.

You put one hand on his shoulder and the other on the top of his head. With little to no strength you pushed his head lower and lower until his hot breath was fanning over your soaking core. “You want me this bad huh?” He spoke and you nodded your head.

“Speak with your words.” You took a deep breath before speaking, “Yes sir.” His mouth dipped into your core his tongue licked in between your folds aggressively pressing on your clit to make you feel everything his mouth was doing to you.

You moaned out loudly not caring who heard you, you were pretty sure this once in a lifetime opportunity was never going to happen again so you wanted to enjoy it. Your hands made their way to his hair and you gripped tighter each time him sucked on your clit.

He moaned creating vibrations on your clit which made your body shudder from the feeling. You gasped when you felt him stick two fingers inside of you and pump harshly. He gave you no chance to catch your breath, the way he curled his fingers hitting your g-spot each time almost made you want to cry.

He continued to pump at a fast pace while sucking and biting on your clit. “Fuck baby, I’m about to cum.” You moaned out quietly and he stopped. You whined from your orgasm running away once again, “What did you call me?” He spoke looking up at you, “Oh I’m sorry I don’t know what came over m-” he didn’t let you finish. His lips were roughly attacking yours before he pulled away again to look down at you.

“Call me that again.” “Baby…” he kissed you again while one of his hands took his belt off then slide his bottoms off. His cock hit against your abdomen creating a deep thud, he wouldn’t let you focus on anything else but him. He deepened the kiss not as rough as he was before while he pushed the head of his cock into you slowly.

Moaning into his mouth he rubbed the top of your head while laying in the crook of your neck. It was better than he imagined, you were so tight that he could barely fit his tip in. But Muzan doesn’t back down from a challenge, he pushed harder against you watching as your tight pussy sucked in his cock with such finesse.

“Oh baby you feel so good, I just want to stay here forever.” He whispered in your ear pushing more of himself in you. You were holding onto him like someone was tearing you apart down there, your eyes and mouth stayed wide open until he pushed all the way into you and his balls rested against you.

“You don’t know how bad I’ve wanted you Y/n.” Your face went red from his comment and he just smiled. Breaking eye contact he looked down at where the both of you connected and he slowly pulled his hips back then slammed them back against you.

You were brought out of your trance as you moaned rhythmically at the same pace as each of his thrust. He gradually got faster whispering degrading things in your ear. “Tell me how good it feels my slut.” He hissed at you and you obliged.

“Fuck baby it feels so good, please keep fucking me harder.” He physically throbbed even though he was inside of you he wanted more. He didn’t just want to fuck you to get rid of a scratch, he needed you all the time. He needed you by his side no matter what.

As his hips hit against yours harshly he bit on your neck holding back his lewd moans that he was always so proud of letting out whenever he was alone but too shy to do it infront of you. “L-Let me hear you baby.” You said breathlessly barely being able to talk.

Taking his teeth out of your skin his chin rested on your shoulder and you twitched hearing his little moans and grunts in your ear. He sounded like he was holding back so much and didn’t want to hurt you. Placing your hands on his chest he looked at you wondering why your stopping him, “You can be rough with me, do whatever you want to me.”

You immediately regretted those words. He did not hold back. He fucked you for a day straight giving you little to no breaks, he had been waiting two years to fuck you and now that you gave him the okay he wasn’t stopping any time soon.

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Kinktober: Day 4🎃

Title: My Family Warning: Non-con breeding, drugging, spike drinks, Non-Con October 4, 2022

Kinktober Masterlist

You were someone special to Mikey; you brought the light to his dark world. When he first saw you at the cafe, he knew he was addicted. The smile you flashed him, had him hooked. He found himself coming to the same cafe every single day. It was to the point you had his name and order memorized, even the exact time he came in. That only made him more obsessed with you. 

When your supervisor wasn’t around, he would hold you there and have a conversation. He loved your smile, and the urge to kiss you became stronger. Unfortunately, you had a boyfriend, so he found out. He had witnessed you kissing a guy, and that left Mikey with a sour taste in his mouth. He often shot your boyfriend a glare before giving you a small smile. 

You noticed nothing different with Mikey, but your boyfriend did. He could tell the deadly aura surrounding Mikey was directed toward him. So your boyfriend eventually broke up with you. That left you completely heartbroken, and Mikey was your listening ear. 

Mikey currently had his arms wrapped around your waist as he held you tightly. You were still crying in his chest about your boyfriend. He was getting frustrated, but he tried not to show it. 

“You didn’t deserve him, anyway. It’s going to be okay. I am here now. You have me, I am all you need,” he mumbled against your hair. You didn’t notice the red flags, but you should have. But you were so heartbroken, you overlooked everything. Including the way, he continued to fill your glass with wine. 

It wasn’t long before you tried to push the glass away, shaking your head. You had way too much to drink, and the room was spinning. 

“No more~ Mikey. I don’t feel good~” you whispered. He nodded his head and set the glass down. You tried to part from Mikey, but he continued to hold you close. You looked up at him through lidded eyes, and you saw the tiny smirk on his face as you fainted. 

Mikey waited until you were completely unconscious before moving you to his bedroom. Once you were laid on his bed, he pulled back, looking you over. 

“God, you are so beautiful. Why do you cry over a nobody?” He mumbled before leaning down and kissing you. You were completely unconscious and unaware of his hands trailing down your body. He grabbed at your soft skin, loving the way you felt and tasted. He parted from your lips before trailing his lips down your neck. He sighed softly leaving marks along your neck. 

He had to have you, he hated that he had to drug you. But he knew that you wouldn’t have gotten anywhere. Since you were still hung up on your ex. Fine by him, by the time you woke up and realized how good Mikey could make you feel, you would be begging him. He removed your clothing before taking in a shaky breath. A part of him felt bad for taking advantage of you. He loved you, there was no doubt, but this was the only way. 

He removed his clothing tossing them somewhere in his room. He then parted your legs, and he admired your cunt. he licked his lips before diving in, he was going to fill you with so much pleasure. 

He attached his lips to your clit before sucking on it. You unconsciously got wet from the pleasure. He paid attention to only your clit before he slipped his tongue inside of you. You let small whimpers out as he spread your legs further. He was addicted to your taste. 

Mikey groaned slightly, at the taste. If he thought you were addicting before, he was addicted now. Your legs twitched and you whimpered in your sleep. Mikey went back to your clit before parting completely from you. He pushed one finger inside you, watching your face to make sure you were okay. Once you showed no signs of discomfort, he added a second and third finger. Your body was reacting nicely, and Mikey couldn’t help but lick his lips. 

You started to wake up, to a very weird feeling. You felt a slight chill that ran through your spine. Your eyes fluttered open, unable to process anything. Your eyes were adjusting to just waking up. Once they did, your sense of feeling started to return. You let out a loud moan when you felt something curl inside of you. Your eyes quickly shift down to see Mikey fingering you. 

“M-Mikey what are you doing!?” You asked in a panic. Mikey broke from his daze and looked at you innocently. He quit fingering you before pulling away, causing you to whimper from the loss of his fingers. He hovered over you and placed small kisses on your lips.

“Making you feel good, if I make you feel good you will forget about your ex…” He said. You looked at him like he was crazy, before trying to push him off. He didn’t budge though as he trailed his fingers back to your core. He thrust them in and out at a fast pace, causing you to let out another loud moan. You tried to shove him away, yell at him, or do something but he ended up slamming his lips against yours. 

You squeezed your eyes shut as you felt the build-up in your stomach. You turned your head as he curled his fingers and ended up hitting a special spot inside you. Your back arched off the bed as you came around his fingers. 

“MIKEY!” You cried out and he grinned and kissed your jawline, and neck before your lips again. He then pulled away and cleaned his fingers off with his tongue.

“Mm, you taste so good. Ah, let me make you feel good some more. I promise you won’t regret it…” He said. His words went in one ear and out the other, as you tried to catch your breath. Suddenly, you felt his tip rubbing against your folds.

“Wait, no. Stop this, please Mikey. I don’t want this,” your tears started to fall. Mikey frowned at the fact you were crying so he wiped them away. He pecked your lips, leaning down on top. The tip of his cock pushed past your folds causing you to wince slightly. He was much thicker than your ex, and you knew you wouldn’t be able to take him without some discomfort. 

“Shh, it’s going to be okay. I love you~ I have ever since the day I met you. It’s going to be okay love,” he mumbled against your lips. You shook your head grabbing hold of his shoulders and trying to stop him from pushing further. He grasped your hands with his own and pinned them beside your head. He continued to push deep inside you until he was balls deep inside. You cried out at the stretch, but he did his best to distract you from the pain.

“Let me know when to move princess.” 

You shook your head wishing he would pull out, but he didn’t. He stayed extremely still, once your body got used to him the pleasure began to sink in. 

“Does it still hurt?” He asked, his voice so gentle. You almost forgot that he was forcing himself on you and disregarding what you said.

“Please Mikey, I don’t want this. You have to stop, I won’t tell anyone about this. We can put this entire thing behind us.”

“I don’t want to forget. I love you, and you are hurting. So I am going to make you forget the pain.” 

Mikey thrust his hips a little bit causing you to gasp. You tighten your grip on his hands and he watched as your face changes to one of pleasure.

“Plus your body wants me, so no need to deny your body’s request.” He mumbled, he soon picked up a pace that was fast and deep. His low grunts were in your ear and you couldn’t help but cry out. You felt so full, and it wasn’t long before your eyes rolled in the back of your head as he slammed his hips into you.

“Mikey! Mikey! Mikey! Please slow down! I-I can’t take it! It’s too much!” Mikey grinned as your legs shamed. You were his now, you were his to fuck, breed, kiss, and just love… Breed. That thought came back causing him to thrust his hips deep inside you. Your body felt so sore, and you arched your back.

“Fuck Princess, I am gonna give you a baby. A cute baby, you will be such a pretty mom. Gonna breed you and make you mine! Fuck have a family with you~ I lost my family. But you can give me another one.” He mumbled as his clock twitched. Your face resorted to one of terror as you struggled underneath him again.

“No! No! You can’t cum inside Mikey, I am not on anything! I don’t want to get pregnant. Pull out please pull out…” your pleas fell upon deaf ears as Mikey started to chase his high with intentions of knocking you up. You started to struggle but your release was creeping up before you suddenly came, hard. You cried out and your walls clenched around Mikey and he suddenly stopped. 

You felt his release fill you and you let out a choked sob as he pulled out and planted several kisses on your lips as you cried.

“Don’t cry, I promise I will take care of you. I will take care of you and our beautiful baby.” He whispered as he lay beside you and pulled you close. 

“I trusted you, Mikey…”

“Shh, it’s okay. I do love you, don’t worry.” 

He mumbled nuzzling his nose against your neck and sighing softly. 

“My beautiful family…and if you don’t get pregnant, we can try again.” 

╭୨୧︰ various yandere's x gn reader

・✦⇢ bunch of headcannons for my yandere oc's !!

︰꒰1・ ( warnings ) — overprotective behaviour, yandere themes, bullying, clinginess, possessive behaviour, treating y/n like a trophy, taking advantage of y/ns personality/relationship with them, abuse of authority(?)

︰꒰2・ ( notes ) — hehe first post, been working on this for awhile and i think it's finally ready. i do have oneshots prepared for each oc coming soon!

( if you are uncomfy with this type of content, kindly block me instead. anyway, hope you enjoy reading this aaa <3 )

   ⊹     ͡   ꒰ childhood friend yandere <3

꒰ childhood friend yan who. . . has always been overprotective of you since kindergarten. both your parents told him how shy you were, and told him to take care of you always.

꒰ childhood friend yan who. . . does as the adults say. i mean, you're his friend! of course he'd watch over you!

꒰ childhood friend yan who. . . eventually starts to have more complicated feelings when puberty hits. he can't help but notice how adorable your quiet nature is.

꒰ childhood friend yan who. . . becomes way more overprotective as the time goes by. you're just so cute! he can't help but want to hold you close everytime. surely you don't mind? you're best friends after all!

꒰ childhood friend yan who. . . takes advantage of your closeness and trust in him. he cooes whenever you do as he says without any hesitation! you always go where he does, and it just fuels his feelings for you even more.

꒰ childhood friend yan who. . . at first had pure intentions, but when he learned some other students had started to bully you because of hanging out with him, he decided that you mattered way more over morals <3

꒰ childhood friend yan who. . . would always accompany you anywhere, both of you practically attatched at the hip as his arm wraps around your shoulder. "stay close to me, you wouldn't want getting run over do you?"

꒰ childhood friend yan who. . . absolutely loves when he has to speak for you, it makes him feel proud that he takes such great care of his "best friend" so well!

꒰ childhood friend yan who. . . who'd do anything to stay with you. oh you want to study at that college? he'll aim for that too! oh you wanna study this course? he'll try his best to learn! oh you're attending that event? guess what, he is too!

꒰ childhood friend yan who. . . is super super clingy. enjoys sleepovers or anytime you two spend together (which is practically every second of the day).

   ⊹     ͡   ꒰ prince yandere <3

꒰ prince yan who. . . has his eyes on a certain servant. at first he admired your loyalty to the royal family and outstanding execution to your duties.

꒰ prince yan who. . . makes it obvious for everyone that you're his favorite amongst every staff working for him.

꒰ prince yan who. . . enjoys spoiling you with his riches any time of the day, sharing his little snacks with you as you work, or giving you his clothing that he claims doesn't fit anymore.

꒰ prince yan who. . . makes sure most of the chores you do is at his wing of the mansion. just so he could watch over you!

꒰ prince yan who. . . adores whenever you try to remain professional in front of a price like him. always talking formally and referring to him as "your highness" despite already saying he's fine with informal words.

꒰ prince yan who. . . tries his best to care for you. it's only fair you get to experience the luxury he lives everyday. he enjoys when you allow him to wash your hair or pick out your clothes.

꒰ prince yan who. . . finds his darling's closed off personality so cute. no need to try and hide, he can already tell how flustered you are~ "awwe, are you getting shy? my my, i didn't know you were this easy to tease."

꒰ prince yan who. . . tells his parents that he wants you promoted to his personal servant. just so you could be together everyday and tend to him <3

꒰ prince yan who. . . shows you off to other nobles during events, basking at thr jealousy thrown his way for having such a great servant! "hmph, why don't you get your own?"

꒰ prince yan who. . . can get jealous quite easily. especially when another royal gets too close with your or one of your colleagues are too friendly for his liking.

   ⊹     ͡   ꒰ actor yandere <3

꒰ actor yan who. . . has taken quite a liking to his personal assistant/manager.

꒰ actor yan who. . . found their looks matching theirs— and believes that both of you combined would make the world fall apart. "they're just not ready for us!"

꒰ actor yan who. . . has quite the attitude and ego. good thing your used to him and naturally patient, makes him fall in love even more~

꒰ actor yan who. . . pouts whenever you make it obvious a relationship between both of you would be a mess if it doesn't work out. why would you worry about that? he'll make it work out.

꒰ actor yan who. . . huffs like a child when things don't go his way. how could you be so mean to him!? he doesn't deserve this! but it's alright, he'll forgive you either way.

꒰ actor yan who. . . adds a "little" extra to your paycheck during payday. expect some random bills slipping it's way into your pockets even before you get paid.

꒰ actor yan who. . . says some tasteful jokes, he can't help but be a flirt and bask in your expression.

꒰ actor yan who. . . would prolong work just so he could make up an excuse for you to stay overnight. "oh y/n, it's past 12! and you live so so far away... i'm so sorry. oh! why don't you stay here?" and no you don't have a choice.

꒰ actor yan who. . . buys you such expensive things. "don't worry about it, it's just dior darling!" seeing you in things he bought swells his heart with joy and possessiveness. it's like he's making his own claim on you <3

꒰ actor yan who. . . treats you out to dinner every now and then. driving you in his car that costs more than your rent, and food more expensive than your tuition. he loves providing for his hardworking darling <3

ʚ ﹒ ﹕ ̟乀 all works belong to @worukin, do not repost on anywhere else with or without credit, do not plagiarise. ty!

Sanzu x male reader

Fantasy au

We got magic

We got soulmates

We got smooches

We got an all around good time

I'm trying this thing where I actually try and think when writing instead of autopilot so let's see how this goes

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The streets were busy in the Capital as (Name) swiftly made his way through the crowd, bored expression on his face as strangers stared at the male curiously, not everyday you see someone covered in rune and seal tattoos, yukata hanging off him loosely as if lazily thrown on.

It was.

(Name) hated coming to the Capital, preferring solitude in his cabin deep within the woods and away from prying eyes but alas he ran out of magic ink, something he couldn't get easy in his solitude sadly and Charcoal was to messy for writing spells.

Thus why he stood Infront of the book store before him, clutching a bag of coins in his hands as he walked in and smiling slightly at the smell of freshly printed books and ink, the sight of the shop owner and friend Hakkai bringing the young mage a sense of warmth.

"out of ink again?" Hakkai asked kindly, already grabbing the vials from the back shelf; a special brand that he knew the mage fancied.

"Besides you and your lovers company, it is the only reason I visit this god forsaken city" (Name) grumbled slightly as he put the coins on the table with a pout, taking the cloth bag filled with ink containers carefully and drawing a magic seal around them to avoid breaking.

"I forgot, I made you this..." (name) mumbled as he pulled out a paper from his little bag, a protection seal no doubt.

"To ward off any bad stuff, can't have my favorite place get bad luck after all" (Name) smiled softly as Mitsuya walked in happily, smiling when he saw the mage "I see you're wearing your birthday gift-- and it's already covered in ink and potion stains" Mitsuya began looking over (Name)s clothes with a slight frown "Well hello to you too, I warned you not to give me fancy clothes.." "please If you had it your way you would wear a sack!" Mitsuya chuckled at the others pout "So how long are you staying?" The lavender man asked as he walked towards his lover and soulmate, a gentle kiss on Hakkais cheek was enough to make the man blush.

"Not long sadly, I have to finish some things but when I'm finished I will be sure to visit, maybe see the twins again" (Name) said softly as he stared at the two, the soulmates often saw the young mage as a son despite only a few years in age, he would have probably starved if Mitsuya didn't teach him how to cook.

"well send a messenger bird when you do so I can prepare something nice"

Saying their farewells (Name) left the shop, afternoon sun stinging his eyes a bit, not noticing the hooded figure Infront of him till they bumped into one another in the street till they caught (Name) "Watch it!" The seeming angel spoke to (Name) and he couldn't help but blurt out the next words as he stared at the man's pink hair "Gladiolus, it represents strength, you have the same hair colour as it" with a blank expression and continuing his journey home to the city exit so he could use his broom--- magic was forbidden inside the city after all.

Sanzu felt like time had stopped as he took in the strangers words, already lost him in the crowd before looking down at the tattood words on his wrist.

The exact words the man had spoken.

That was his soulmate.

(Name) thought nothing of it, his soulmates words being very commonly spoken to him whenever he left the safety of his home so he never had high hopes in finding his soulmate sadly.

Besides he pitied whomever had to be stuck with a recluse like him.

The smell of herbs and magic filled the air as (Name) practiced a potion recipe he had been working tirelessly on, grumbling when he realized he was out of a special herb.

"Stupid herb, running out god damn it" (Name) huffed as he grabbed his basket, a gift from the twins and went off deep within the woods with a pout, picking an apple from the tree he had grown and sped the process of via magic.

He didn't have time to waste waiting for a tree to grow naturally.

He could hear the trees whispering around him as he took each step, the smell of the wild always kept him grounded as he began picking, humming a small tune to himself as he thought about the angel he had seen in the capital a week prior, a little sad that the pretty man most likely wasn't his soulmate but ultimately at the end of the day dwelling wouldn't fix it.

The capital was in a tizzy as people looked at the poster, looking for a mage with rune tattoos and the prettiest face anyone has ever seen.

It was the crown prince's soulmate.

A reward of 100,000 gold pieces for the one who finds the man.

"God damn it (Name)..." Mitsuya mumbled as he glanced at the board, knowing the mage had absolutely zero idea of what hurricane he caused throughout the capital and knowing unless he wanted to be found, (Name) wouldn't be.

He was exceptionally good at hiding after all.

"My love, you aren't going to believe this" Mitsuya said entering the shop, catching his lovers attention and explaining the current events, Hakkai looking not the least bit surprised "Dang, the little bastards soulmate is literally the next king... I don't envy him at all"

"who?"

"both"

(Name) was bound to the ice prince and Prince Sanzu was bound to the odd ball recluse of a mage.

What a sorry pair they were.

Sanzu was growing impatient by the day, no signs of his soulmate and the castle was walking on eggshells around him as he paced around his bedroom, snapping his head when the door opened suddenly and the pink haired man was ready to kill the fool who disturbed him.

"They found a sighting of him! In the woods!"

Well finally something good came from today.

Sanzu was going to meet his soulmate.

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Part two will come at some point, I'm in a very...weird mood, depressed but like a little like ready to party energy, it's weird

Could u do bonten reacting to reader killing someone? Like the person was trying to attack the reader and she was trying to defend herself but ended up killing them?

pairing.  Sano “Mikey” Manjiro, Haruchiyo “Sanzu” Akashi, Haitani Ran

warnings & contents. mentions of blood/gore. violence. harassment. mentions of bullying. idol/artist reader. hs reader. celeb reader. abuse.

notes. sorry if this took a while, i had a lot of things to take care of. but here it is finally! 

wc. 6.3k

Sano "Mikey" Manjiro

You were at a fan signing event, signing CDs and albums for your fans while interacting with them. Mikey was on the side of the stage, disguised as a member of the staff, watching you in the distance as a way of showing his support for your career.

Mikey insisted on attending your event despite the fact that you both knew he had a shitload of gang-related work to do.

It makes you happy to know Mikey still prioritized you over work.

He made you feel as if nothing else mattered and that you were the most important thing in his world.

Everything was going well, and after you finished signing your last fan's album, you presented a short performance for the audience, singing and dancing the chorus of one of your most recent album's songs, and then said goodbye to everyone while thanking them for coming to your event.

Mikey stayed close to you, escorting you back to the car and blocking you from the swarms of fans who wanted to take pictures with you. You sat on the passenger seat and waited for Mikey. You saw Mikey whisper something in your manager's ear before going around the car so he could start driving for both of you home.

You smiled as you saw your fans bidding farewell through the black-tinted window on your side, their expression matching yours.

When the two of you left the event location, Mikey finally removed his disguise (black cap and facemask).

Mikey placed his warm, slender hands in between your thighs, caressing them before opening his mouth to say something.

"Had fun?" he asked while still keeping his eyes on the road.

You turned your head to grin at him.

"Yes! I had a lot of fun talking to them! They were so cute and so supportive of my new album~ Their gifts and accessories for me were also cute!" you exclaimed.

Mikey smiled softly, happy that you're satisfied with the event.

"Good," he said.

"Oh, right! Can we stop by a nearby restroom? I think I drank too much water earlier..." you mumbled.

"There's a McDonald's not far from here. How about we go through the drive-thru? While I order our food, you go use the restroom, and we can meet back in the parking lot?" Mikey suggested.

"Yeah. I'll have grilled chicken salad and water with no ice by the way," you said.

Mikey scrunched his brows in confusion.

"That's hardly a meal and that's not your favorite, love," Mikey said.

You frowned.

"I know. But the company I am working for is strict about my diet. Especially now since my concert is coming up in a few months or so," you said.

"I don't understand that whole diet thing going on. It doesn't sound healthy for your body," Mikey said.

You shifted on your seat, turning to Mikey.

"It's so that I will fit better into the beauty standards of the industry. Also, my contract might get terminated if I don't follow their rules," you said.

Mikey turned his head to glance at you with an unimpressed look before his eyes went back to the road.

You got out of the car while wearing a face mask and a hat to avoid people recognizing you and mobbing you. It was a good thing too that you were dressed casually and comfortably because it would have been difficult to blend in with the crowd.

Then you dashed to the restroom as soon as Mikey came to a halt. After a few minutes, you exited the restroom and went straight to the parking lot to meet Mikey.

You looked left and right for a familiar car, but to your dismay.

With a sigh, you reached into your pocket for your cellphone in order to contact Mikey.

Just as you were about to press the call button, you noticed a stranger staring at you from a distance.

You were startled and your instincts told you to run.

When the stranger realized you had caught them, they approached you.

That's when your feet started moving and you started running for your life.

You didn't know where you were going, you just ran.

Left, right, right , straight, you just wanted to lose him.

To stop him from following you.

You eventually came to a dead end, and to make matters worse, you were in one of the most secluded areas of the parking lot.

You whipped your body to face the man from behind you.

"Please...please, go away," you pleaded, your voice quivering as you realized you were crying. You were clutching your phone to your chest.

"You're y/n, right? I'm a big fan. I went to your fan signing event today, but I couldn't get in because I didn't have an entry ticket. I'm so glad I ran into you here, of all places," the stranger, or man, said.

He was only a few feet away from you, but you wanted him to go farther. You actually want him to disappear because he was giving you the creeps.

"Is it okay if we take a picture together? It would really make me happy!" the man took a step closer and you took a step back.

He noticed.

"Oh. Don't worry, I won't hurt you. I just want to take a picture to show my friends!" he said and took more steps forward.

Your breath hitched.

"Please! Stay where you're standing!" you exclaimed.

You quietly looked to your right to see if there was any way to get away from this man. You'd have to run now because you couldn't think of any other way to escape except to run.

"Hey now, don't be scared. Really! I just want to take pictures with you," the man was now three steps away from you.

Your breathing became heavier as your anxiety increased.

It's now or never.

You thought and then in a second, you turned right to run but-

"GOTCHA! HAHA!" the man caught you in his arms with a stronghold.

You screamed, your phone dropping to the ground.

"Let me go! Please!" you cried, wiggling out of his hold. Gripping his arms in protest.

You were about to give up hope because your only way out was now finished. You were sad and afraid of what was going to happen next until you remembered.

Mikey!

"MIKEEEY! HELP! MIKEEEY!!!" you screamed at the top of your lungs.

Fuck, you hoped Mikey was outside the car and heard your cries.

"Shit! You're so fucking loud! Shut up!" exclaimed the man. He then slammed you to the ground, knocking your hat off in the process, sat on you to keep you from escaping, and put a firm hand on your mouth to keep you from crying for help.

"Stop squirming, little bitch!" the man gripped your mouth harder.

You saw him grab something from his pockets and you couldn't identify what it was until the item glinted and you knew.

You tried to push him off but he was too heavy and strong.

The combat knife went inside your top and he ripped your shirt in half using the knife.

Why was no one arriving in this area!? Aren't there any CCTVs in here?!

You thought.

"I told you I'm a big fan of yours. I always jack off to your performances, I love those mini skirts you wear. Fuck, I was hard just seeing you from afar, and now that we're so close and I'm about to have my way with you, I could just cum any moment!" the man spat.

"Oh shit! I have to take a picture of this and send it to my friends!" he said.

Your eyes bulged. The man removed his hand from your mouth to quickly grab his phone.

"Please don't!" you pleaded.

The man ignored your words and he opened the camera. He pulled your mask down and he took a picture with you.

"Okay, now a video of us, why don't you moan for me, yeah?" the man suggested.

"NO!" you shouted and continued to try and escape from his hold.

"Fine, I'll just make you instead," he said and went back to ripping your shirt off after putting his phone on the ground.

You felt him struggling to unclothe you fully, so you used all your strength to snatch the knife from his hands and switch positions so that he was now on the ground, but you weren't as strong as him. You might have been able to hold him off if you weren't on a strict diet and ate a lot more food, but that wasn't the case.

It only took a minute before you felt the man about to ground you again so you stopped him by pushing his chest.

The man let out a painful groan and he lay on the ground there, groaning in pain until he stopped.

All the life from his eyes, draining.

When you slowly dragged your eyes away from his chest and saw the combat knife plunge into his heart, you realized why he stopped breathing.

You stood up and took a step back from the corpse in front of you, and there was a deafening silence that played in the background until it was broken by the ringing of your phone. The sudden noise startled you, and you flinched. You checked the caller ID to see who it was. Mikey.

--

You found yourself back in the car, sitting beside Mikey who was driving.

"There's a tissue inside the paper bag, can you get it for me?" Mikey asked.

You immediately shuffled to get it for him.

"Thank you," he said, taking it from your grasp. He sprayed alcohol on his hands and wiped them with a tissue before resuming control of the steering wheel.

"By the way, I ordered your favorite. French fries, nuggets, ice cream, soda, and everything else."

Meanwhile, you were at a loss for words when it came to Mikey. You couldn't understand him. He had an unreadable expression on his face. You're not sure if he's mad at you, which is why he's quiet and ignoring you. Only speak when absolutely necessary. Was he displeased with what you did? Was he fine with it? You had no idea.

When you arrived home, Mikey stayed the same. He was quiet. It drove you insane.

You bit your lower lip and hesitatingly called out to him.

"...Mikey?" your voice soft.

"Hm?"

"Are you mad at me?" you asked.

"No, why would I get mad at you?" he asked.

You frowned, staring into his eyes in search of lies. But there was none.

"T'was an accident, 'm sorry," you said.

Mikey stared at you.

"Why are you apologizing?"

Your lips trembled and your eyes watered.

"Because I feel filthy! He touched me, Mikey! It wasn't your hands, it wasn't you there on me, it wasn't you and I only wanted you to touch me! He had his hands all over me and I feel like he left an imprint on me, I feel so disgusting now and you're mad now and you're going to leave me because I'm so dirty. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." you wailed.

Mikey fell silent once more, and you were certain that everything you said was correct.

He was enraged and he agrees with you being filthy-

Mikey was encircling you with his arms. And, despite the fact that you and he had hugged many times before, his hug felt different. It felt like you were being shielded from everyone and everything that is cruel in this world. As if you were confined in a safe haven known as his love.

He drew closer to meet your gaze before lowering his head to kiss your lips, his hands around your waist to keep you close.

"I love you."

That was what the kiss said.

"I'm not going anywhere without you."

Was what his hands on your waist said.

"I've done far more disgusting and dirtier things, love. And yet here you are with me. And this thing that happened to you, is not enough to call you dirty. The man, who dared to touch you is," Mikey said, his grip on your waist tightening at the end.

"'m sorry I killed him too. I must've put you in a tight spot now because I did it in public...Oh, god, Mikey. What if someone saw? They'll tell the company, and we'll get in big trouble-"

"Love, don't worry about it. I'll shoulder all the clean-up," Mikey said.

And he really did.

Later that night, while you were fast asleep, Mikey went out to deliver something after making sure that no one knew what you did.

He was carrying a large paper bag in his hand as he walked. He came to a halt when he noticed the group he was supposed to meet with. The group recognized him and greeted him.

"Hey! Is this the order our friend got us?" one of them said as they approached Mikey.

Mikey nodded and handed them the brown paper bag. He watched them open it and see boxed foods inside, then he watched them happily eat the food. He overheard them praising the food as delicious and savory.

When the guy who had spoken to him earlier noticed Mikey wasn't leaving, he called him out.

"What are you still doing here? Isn't this delivery free? You can leave now," the guy said.

But Mikey stood his ground.

The guy clicked his tongue, annoyed. He walked closer to Mikey.

"Dude, you're getting on my nerves. Leave now," he said.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!" one of the guys shouted.

The guy in front of Mikey turned his back to see the commotion.

"Jiko, ask the fucker that delivered this shit why the fuck is there a dick in our food!?" the guy said, holding up the box to show his friend.

Jiko's face fumed in anger as he turned back to Mikey.

"Did you put that shit in our food?"

"Ah, so you're Jiko. You're one of that asshole's friends in the chat that told him to cum inside my baby's tummy, isn't that right?" Mikey asked.

"What-"

Mikey kicked Jiko's chin, knocking him out cold. Or he could be dead. Does it matter?

He turned to look at the others and saw their ghostlike expressions.

"Your next meal is right there."

Haruchiyo "Sanzu" Akashi

"Y/n, can you cover my shift tonight? I'm having serious period cramps, I can barely move."

Your co-worker on the other side of the call asked.

"Uhm. I can't. I have to get home early tonight," you said.

"Oh, c'mon y/nn. I'll treat you as soon as I'm okay! Help me out, will you?"

"Er...I really can't, sorry," you said.

"Ugh. You're so boring, thanks for nothing anyway,"

Beep.

You placed your phone inside your bag. After cleaning up the place you worked, you gathered all your belongings and went to head home, to your parent's house.

You waited for a bus to arrive at a bus stop while scrolling through your contacts to see if you have any missed texts from someone. You clicked on Sanzu's name and went to text him.

: Hey babe. I just finished work. I'm heading to mom's right now.

You hit send and not a minute later you saw three dots indicating that he was texting.

Haru: I'll come and give you a ride.

: No, it's okay. I'm already on a bus anyway.

Haru: Why didn't you wait for me? :(

: Sorry, I was in a rush.

Haru: Why you gotta be?

You stopped responding to Sanzu as soon as a bus stopped in front of you. You got in, took a seat, and went to text Sanzu again.

: I have a lot of things to take care there.

: I'll talk to you later then. I love you. :*

You turned off your phone and sighed to yourself, resting your elbows on the windowsill to watch the scenery.

You honestly want to go somewhere other than "home". You were worried about who awaited you once you got off the bus.

Many people view their home as a safe haven where they can be themselves without fear of repercussions. They can let down their guard, relax, and lose themselves in the moment of relaxation provided by the place. However, unlike most people, your "home" had a completely different definition and was far from being a safe haven.

You grew up with an abusive father and a kind mother who you had no choice but to look after.

Your father, aside from being abusive, was also an unemployed bastard who was constantly drinking and smoking.

Your mother was the polar opposite of your father. She is a sweet woman who loves you completely. Your father always takes advantage of your mother, knowing she is weaker than him and more forgiving.

Despite your father's beatings, manipulations, and continuous abuse of your mother, your mother couldn't leave your father because she still believes he will change.

You got off the bus and went straight home as soon as it came to a stop.

You knocked on the door with your fist raised. Not long after, someone opened the door for you and smiled warmly.

"Baby, you're home!" your mother exclaimed.

You smiled back.

"Yes, mom. I am."

Your mother opened the door wider and urged you to come in.

"How was work?" she asked.

"It was okay, there were a lot more customers than usual," you replied while taking off your shoes, putting your things to the side, and entering the house.

"Oh, you just be exhausted then. Come, let's eat," she said and directed you to the dining room.

"You can sit here and wait while I call your father," she said.

You did as you were told.

While waiting, you took the time to check your surroundings. The house looks depressing as ever. Everything was dull. The colors on the wall, the paintings, the mirrors, the picture frames, and even the furniture. It was all because of your father.

Your father forbids anyone to repaint the house. He was the one who chose the interior design of the house and no one is allowed to change it but him.

"What time did you arrive?"

Speak of the devil.

The abrupt voice that interrupted your thoughts caught you off guard. You turned around to face your father. You immediately stood up and bowed in respect. You then responded to his question after raising your head.

"I just arrived, sir," you said.

"It's good that you're on time. How is school?" he asked and took a seat.

"It's alright, sir," you replied and sat down.

You watched him take a cigarette in his pocket and put it in his mouth.

"Pass me the lighter," he said.

Your eyes searched for the lighter. Was it right in front of you? Perhaps on the table? Your gaze was drawn to a small rectangle of metal. You grabbed it before handing it to your father. Your father smoked after lighting his cigarette.

"Where's that bitch?" he exhaled, smoke coming out of his mouth.

You knew he was talking about your mother.

"She went to look for you," you said.

Your father's side lip curled in annoyance before clicking his tongue.

"Go find her."

"Honey! I was looking for you-"

Slam!

You flinched as your father banged his fists on the dinner table.

"You fucking bitch. What took you so long?" your father glared at your mother.

Your mother's eyes were wide.

"I went to look for you."

"Whatever. I'm hungry, where's the food?" your father sharply asked.

Your mother scattered to the kitchen to bring the food to the table.

You helped your mother wash the dishes after the silent dinner before the three of you gathered in the living room to discuss family matters.

"Um, I paid the monthly bills in advance last week," you said.

Your mother smiled.

"Thank you, baby,"

You nodded.

"And I also set up an appointment for your monthly check-up. I also bought your maintenance pills and vitamins. Do you guys have enough food until the end of the month?" you asked. Figuring that you'll leave this house after a week to stay in your apartment again to continue your studies.

Your mother frowned.

"Sorry, baby. We only have 3 canned foods left and a few vegetables stocked," your mother said.

"Okay, I'll go grocery shopping tomorrow so we'll have something to eat this week, and then I'll order some food for stocking and have them delivered in a week or so...How is the refrigerator? Is it still in good condition?" you asked.

"Yes, baby. We had it fixed by the maintenance man yesterday. It's working fine now," your mother said.

"I want a new television," your father said.

You paused.

"Oh, did the T.V broke?" you asked.

"Yes," your father responded.

A new T.V? How can you fit that into your expenses? You barely have enough money to pay for your tuition in school.

"I think I can buy you that in 3 months," you said.

"3 months? That long?" your father said in a dangerously low voice.

You hesitated to reply.

"Yes...sir. I still have to pay my tuition next month," you said.

"Don't you have money to spare? I've seen you go around with a luxurious car," your father said.

"Honey-"

"Don't cut in the conversation, bitch," your father hissed at your mother.

"Go make yourself useful and bring me a beer," your father ordered your mother, who had no choice but to follow.

"Sir, that's my boyfriend's car. It's not mine."

"Borrow money from him then."

You were taken aback. You can't see yourself borrowing money from Sanzu for your parents. The last thing you wanted was for Sanzu to be caught up with your family issues.

"I can't...do that..." you trailed off.

"And why not? He's your boyfriend, it's fine. Plus it's for me anyway, I'm your father. It's only fair," he said.

"Is it?" you mumbled under your breath.

"What was that?" your father asked you.

You clamped your mouth shut and looked at him.

"Sir?" you asked, acting dumbfounded.

Fuck, you regret saying that out loud. Why did it slip off your tongue?

"Don't act like an idiot. You're acting dumb? You know what you said. Say it again," your father said.

"I don't know what you mean," you said, your voice small.

"DON'T LIE! I HEARD WHAT YOU SAID!" your father shouted.

You flinched and diverted your eyes from him.

You were lifted off the couch by your arm. Then you felt a harsh tug on your hair causing you to cry out in pain.

"You little shit, you're just like your mother. I raised you, fed you, put a roof on your head, got you into a good school, and this is how you repay me?! By being disrespectful?!" your father kept tugging your hair.

You heard a loud gasp and glass shatter.

"Y/n! (Father's name)! Stop it! Stop hurting her!" your mother rushed to pull your father from you but he was stronger.

Your father pushed your mother with great force that sent her flying against the wall.

Your mother's head slammed against the wall as a result of the sudden impact. You watched her eyes flutter as she tried to clear her blurred vision until her body fell to the ground.

"Mom!" you yelled, breaking free from your father's grip and sprinting to your mother's side.

Her skin was extremely pale, and your gaze shifted lower, from her face to her collarbone and chest. You could see new bruises and cuts from there. You averted your gaze, unable to bear that painful sight, and your gaze was drawn to her arms, where cigarette burns littered her skin.

"Leave her to die." your father said.

"She deserved it; do you know what a brat she was while you were gone? Can't take simple orders, always whining and crying," he went on.

You stood up and attempted to walk towards the phone to call an ambulance and the police, ignoring your father.

This shit ends now.

You thought.

But before you could get to the phone, you were yanked back by your hair in a harsh tug.

You screamed in agony as you fell on your butt on the ground.

"What the fuck do you think you are doing?!" your father bellowed.

As your eyes pierced him, your chest heaved up and down with rage.

"I'm calling the police and saving my mother, you abusive, selfish man!"

A hard backhand slap landed on your left cheek.

"You don't talk to your father like that, wrench!"

You had enough.

You grabbed the closest thing to you, charged at him, and repeatedly hit him. He fought with you, trying to get you off, but he couldn't take control of you because you were so enraged.

"YOU FUCKING BASTARD! DIE!" you screamed, repeatedly hitting him until his body fell to the floor, but you kept hitting him. You saw his face turn bloody, and eventually, he just lay there, no longer fighting.

Your eyes, which had been fogged with rage and hatred, gradually cleared as your mind processed the fact that your father was now...dead.

Because of you.

Fuck...

The item that you used to murder your father fell to the ground while you got up and walked away from your deceased father.

You could feel your heartbeat pounding in your ears.

You stood there, anxiously staring at his body.

What were you going to do? Should you call the police? No, wait. They'll figure out you murdered him. Is it better to bury the body right away or to clean everything up first? But your mom needs help too! You must call an ambulance to assist her, but doing so will expose your father's body.

If you took care of the body first, your mother would be in critical condition by the time you finished cleaning up before calling an ambulance.

"Fuck..." you let out.

Your thoughts are scattered.

You brought your hands to your face before stopping.

These are the same hands that killed your father.

They're dirty and disgusting, you need to wash them.

"Why am I worrying about my hands? I need to hide this body first. Fuck, if there was someone to help me-" you cut yourself off as a realization hit you.

Of course. How could you have forgotten? You had a boyfriend who dealt with these situations.

You shifted your position in an instant to grab your phone. You patted your clothes to feel for the device before pulling it out and dialing his number.

He picked up three rings later.

"Hey baby-"

"Haru, I killed someone."

There was a moment of silence before you heard him chuckle.

"Well, whoever you killed probably deserved it; in any case, I miss you."

You figured he thought you were joking.

This isn't the right time.

"I'm serious! It just happened so fast. I was driven by rage because he was being too much and the next thing I know he was lying on the ground, lifeless. Sanzu, please. I don't know what to do. My mother, she needs help too but-"

Tears welled up in your eyes.

"Please, 'ust come here...need you so bad,"

You broke down.

You waited for Sanzu to say something.

"I'll be there in 5."

The call dropped.

After 5 minutes, you heard a knock on the backdoor of the house. You went to see who it was, and when you saw Sanzu's face, your face relaxed into a relieved expression before lunging at him for comfort. Sanzu sighed and reached up to stroke your hair as you buried your face in his chest, sobbing. He then drew you both outside, where the freezing cold air met your body. Many footsteps were heard from beside you two as they entered the house.

Your brows furrowed as you looked up and saw men entering your home, and you looked to your lover for an answer.

Sanzu only smiled as he stripped away his suit to put on you. He then drew you close by the waist and kissed your brow before muttering,

"We'll leave it to them. You must be exhausted, let's go back to my place and get you some rest," he said.

You nodded as your exhaustion overtook you as soon as Sanzu pointed it out, and all you could do was lean on him, to which Sanzu responded by holding you to keep you stable before leading both of you to his car.

When he came to a stoplight while both of you were inside the car, him driving and you sleeping in the passenger seat with his suit serving as your blanket to keep you warm, he smirked menacingly.

"Oh, darling, I was going to get rid of your abusive father myself, but you beat me to it," he said, crazed but hushed.

He unlocked his phone, opened an app, and began watching a video. He chuckled as he watched the video.

"Fuck, baby, I didn't know you had it in you to kill him in such a brutal way."

After the stoplight turned green, he sighed dreamily at the phone and put it away.

He giggled.

"Your way of killing him reminds me so much of myself... this is why we're soulmates."

Sanzu said as he glanced at you.

"I'm excited to see this side of you again, and hope to be with you while you kill~" he sang.

Haitani Ran

When you saw the contents of your book tote, your lips formed a thin line. There was a lot of garbage inside. Gum wrappers, leaves, pebbles, an empty bottle, and crumpled papers are among the items found. You picked one of the crumple papers inside, opened it, and read it.

"You suck!" "Brown-nose!" "Just die already." "Fat bitch."

You sighed again, crumpling the paper and tossing it behind you. You took the garbages out of your bag one by one.

You cleaned your bag in a calm manner until you heard waves of laughter approaching from behind you. The laughter came from people you recognize, your classmates who pick on you.

You could feel them standing behind you. You noticed one of them looking at your bag.

"What happened to your bag?" your classmate questioned, his obvious fake interest easily discernible. You know he's the one who stuffed all this garbage into your bag.

You rolled your eyes and continued cleaning while sarcastically saying, "Obviously, it's trashed."

You could hear scoffs of laughter from behind you, and one of them mocked you by repeating what you said in a "hushed" and pretentious tone.

Your classmate who had earlier peered at you backed up but kept a close distance.

"You know what I think, you guys? Maybe the people who put the trash inside her bag thought it was a trash bin or something, but I can't blame them for making a mistake because that's obviously a fake and cheap knockoff of the real luxurious bag," he said.

The group laughed and agreed with him.

You turned to them, a look of annoyance on your face.

"What do you know about luxurious bags, Lance? You don't know jack shit, that's what. You can't even tell what's a real luxury branded bag because you've never had or held one," you retorted.

Lance frowned.

"That's what you think. Nobody cares what you think, you fat bitch. I know that shit is fake because you can't even afford a decent outfit, and your lunch money is only enough for a cup of water in our cafeteria." Lance said, pointing a finger at you.

"First and foremost, remove your cheap-looking nails from my face. Second, whether I'm wearing branded clothes or not, I can still pull them off. Unlike you, if you wear clothes worth my bag, you'll still look like shit. You're ugly like that."

You grabbed your book tote and dashed out the door. You could hear gasps and an enraged yell from Lance himself while doing so.

"I'll murder you! You, cunt!"

--

Fortunately, you did not run into your bullies again in school until it was time to go home.

You were walking on the sidewalk while going through your contacts to call your boyfriend. Once his name came into view, you smiled and instantly went to call him.

"Hey babe. What's up?"

Ran's sexy voice blessed your ears.

"Hi, love! I just finished school and I'm walking home right now," you informed him and continued walking, but your attention was drawn to Ran rather than your surroundings.

Ran hummed.

"I'm wearing the bag that you gifted the other day. I like that it's perfect for me to use to carry my books. Do you think they have this bag but in pink?" you asked, your eyes shifting to look to the side.

"Why don't we go to the store to find out?" Ran asked.

You giggled.

"That would be nice. I guess we'll go later then?" you asked.

"We could go right now," Ran said.

You furrowed your brows.

"Look up," Ran said.

You looked up as you drew your phone away from your face. Ran was standing in front of you, dressed comfortably, with his phone pressed against his ear.

You crossed your arms and smiled.

Ran chuckled at your action and stuffed his phone into his pocket after pressing the end call button on his phone. He approached you and patted your head when he was close enough.

You made it clear to him that you were checking him out by trailing your gaze from top to bottom.

"You look dashing," you commented.

Ran smirked.

"I gotta look good 'cuz I'm trying to impress you." Ran said.

You laughed.

"I will be impressed if you tell me how you found me," you said.

Ran walked alongside you, taking your phone to put it inside your bag, and then taking your bag to carry it. He then directed you to walk.

"Tracker. I saw your location and thought why not pick my baby up from school?" Ran said.

You looked at him with a look of complete disbelief on your face.

"A tracker??? Are you that obsessed with me?" you asked, your tone light.

Ran picked up your vibe and went along with it, "I'd kill anyone who tries to take you away from me or get in between us."

You giggled.

When you looked around, you were able to regain your focus.

"Where are we going?" you asked.

When you're with Ran, it's difficult to concentrate. When you're with him, you seem to lose focus on everything. The only thing that mattered to you was the moment you were with him; you wouldn't care if you were in a life-threatening situation; when you're with Ran, nothing matters except him and you.

"We're going to my ride. And then we'll go buy you stuff." Ran said.

Fortunately, Ran is aware of your bad habit. He sees your lovesick eyes and knows you can lose consciousness of what's going on when you're together. And he's perfectly fine with you being like this; it gives his ego a boost knowing you rely on him to help you catch up, to keep you in check, and that he has the power to detach you from reality simply by being with him.

You hummed.

Ran and you both stopped walking. "I need you to wait for me here while I turn the car around; I won't be long," he said to you.

You simply nodded. Ran kissed you before running the other way to get his car.

You smiled as you recalled your time with him.

I'm so in love with him.

Just when you thought everything was perfect, you noticed Lance approaching you, and your smile faded.

God, can this annoying little shit just disappear?

You thought. A sour expression on your face.

You noticed he wasn't accompanied by any of his lackeys.

"What do you want now?" you asked.

Lance had a dark look on his face.

"I want you dead right now for humiliating me back there earlier with my friends," Lance said.

"Oh, you mean your little twinks? You call those weirdos your friends? That's sad, really."

You faked a sad expression by frowning at him.

Lance only scoffed a smirk. You noticed he had something behind his back.

"What's that you're hiding? Your non-existent confidence?" you said.

"Fuck, you really annoying. It's good that I won't regret what I am about to do to you," Lance said.

"What-"

Everything happened in a flash. Lance took the bat he was hiding behind his back and swung it at you. Fortunately, you escaped just in time. But Lance didn't stop there; he swung at you again, this time with more force.

You could see his eyes as he charged at you. Eyes that are filled with hatred and clearly state that he intends to kill you. And with that, you prepared for his next attack. You anticipate his next move, which is to swing his bat at you. You grabbed his bat and kicked his balls just as it was about to hit your face.

You picked up his bat and swung it at him as he stumbled back, clutching his crotch. The bat struck his head, and he fell to the ground.

In an attempt to catch oxygen, your chest heaved up and down. You approached Lance's body to check on him. When you hit him, you used just enough force to knock him out. You intended to inform the police or the school about his attempted murder of you in order to have him expelled and finally leave you alone, but...

Wait...

What the fuck? He looks dead!

Blood was oozing from the back of his head, and his eyes weren't closed; they were wide open and lifeless. You were going to take his pulse.

"Don't touch the corpse," Ran warned you from behind.

As your body turned to Ran, you dropped the bat you were holding.

"R-ran is he...? Is he- dead?" you stumbled on your words.

Ran walked closer to you, his gaze fixed on the body in front of him. His gaze then shifted to the bat next to you.

"He is. The nail pierced his skull," Ran confirmed.

Your eyes knitted together.

"Nail? What nail?" your eyes were drawn to the bat beside you, where you noticed a nail hammered into the bat.

Your hand flew to your mouth in shock.

"Wait, I didn't mean to! I just wanted to knock him out because he was going to kill me!" you exclaimed.

Ran's arms snaked around your waist.

"Shh, I saw what happened, baby. Well, not everything. We'll talk about it later. First, I need you to get in the car while I make a few calls," Ran said.

You did as you were told.

--

From the passenger seat, you noticed a black car pulling up next to Ran and three men getting out. Ran said something to them that you couldn't understand, but then you noticed the man he was talking with bowed as Ran turned to walk towards you. Ran sat in the driver's seat and turned on the engine. He sped away from the crime scene.

When you were a long distance away from the crime scene, Ran swerved to the side of the road and came to a complete stop before smiling at you.

"C'mere," Ran said, motioning you to sit on his lap.

You crawled on his lap and sat, facing him.

Ran raised his head and placed his thumb on your chin, his other hand on your ass.

"You were so hot killing him. Now tell me all about it. How'd you feel? Who was he?" Ran asked.

Before you could answer Ran continued.

"I've got to get you a baton; I think we'd look good swinging that shit and killing people together, yeah?"