Cheka: MC? Can You Be My Consort When We Grow Up?

✿ - bad habit

I know I’ll be in your heart til the end.

✿ - your boyfriend agrees to letting you cockwarm while you work on your research papers, unbeknownst to you —- you’re driving him insane.

✿ - cw: cynoxfem!reader, cockwarming, vaginal penetration, cervix fucking, breeding, biting, size kink.

✿ - a/n: still trying to figure out how I wanna write him, but anyways thank you to my beta readers @bubble4u @rczc & @kazuwhora

Cyno’s will is strong, stronger than any impregnable defense — damn near unbreakable even, although.. with each clench of your cunt, Cyno can feel his resolve slowly starting to deteriorate.

He closes his eyes tightly, brows furrowing in annoyance. He’s thanking the gods that luck is on his side today — it’s almost unbearable how good you feel around him, your welcoming heat squeezing around his cock involuntarily as you continue jotting down your thesis statement for your research, the sounds of your pen dragging across the papers was causing him to lose more of his sanity.

He mumbles a curse in his native tongue underneath his breath. What makes this worse is that every time you scoot your body closer to the desk, you unintentionally grind yourself against his lap, causing more of him to sink inside you.

He grunts, hands registering on your hips as his fingers dig into the softness of your flesh, holding you firmly in place. His action nearly startles you — causing you to look up from work to stare at him. “Is there a problem?”

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Vincent x ftm reader from dead plate...I need more of him I'm LOOSING IT

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freak vincent charbonneau who loves fucking you in his band t-shirts <3 FTM reader

"Like it?" Vincent asked you as he bungled up the band t-shirt you wore (which was his, by the way), raising an eyebrow at the way you sniffled.

He cooed, reaching a hand down to rub your sensitive bundle of nerves as he rolled his hips against yours. "You said you wanted to wear my shirt, well here you go." Although his voice remained monotone, you could tell Vincent was teasing you.

You gripped onto his forearm, "B-Because I wanted to sleep in it." You whispered in a breathless tone, "You can also sleep with my dick in you. You've done it before." Vincent leaned down to hide his face in the crook of your neck, slowly pulling out before thrusting back in, his balls slapping against your ass, making you cry out and squeeze around him.

Vincent grunted, cradling your head with his arm, "I just can't help it..." He trailed off, which led you to wonder what he wanted to say but decided not to voice out. Instead, Vincent panted into your ear.

His pace alone was driving you insane—going from rough plowing into your leaking cunt, to grinding his hips, his pelvis rubbing against your clit while you sobbed and begged him to keep his pace consistent. Vincent gently bit your neck, before licking the mark he left, “You're cute…” He whispered, his free hand reaching down to help spread your thigh even further.

“I should make you wear my shirts everyday.” Vincent bit his bottom lip, his hips beginning to thrust back into your pussy. “My sweet boy…” He groaned, feeling himself coming closer to his high. “Gonna paint your body…” Vincent pushed himself off of you and held your thighs open, fully plowing your dripping hole.

You sobbed, holding onto the bed sheets, desperately trying to find leverage while Vincent's tip kept kissing the deepest parts of you. You were so close, you felt like you were gonna explode any second now. He threw his head back and pulled out, giving his cock a few more pumps before he came all over your stomach and shirt—completely covering your body with his release, some even reached your face.

Vincent gulped thickly, staring at your twitching and sweaty body as you came down from your high. “You didn't get to cum, right?” He whispered, gently caressing your shaking thigh as he used his other hand to circle around your winking hole. “Don't worry.” Vincent inserted two fingers into your cunt and began fingering you, the lewd squelching noises that your pussy created made you feel so disgusting, but it was music to Vincent's ears.

“Hear that?” He said as a grin formed on his pale face, “It's calling my name…” Vincent whistled, pumping his fingers faster and deeper in your cunt. You cried, squeezing your thighs around his hand while shaking your head. Vincent chuckled and kissed your knee, the speed of his fingers not faltering for one second.

“Don't try and run away from me now… Just squirt all over my fingers, pretty baby…” Vincent urged, his eyes closely observing the way your cunt squeezed around his fingers, like it was desperately trying to suck it back inside. Or the way your juices ran down his hand and dripped onto the sheets, staining them.

He licked his lips and pulled his fingers out. The loss made you whine and sob adorable ‘whys’, but those pleads were quickly replaced by high pitched squeals when Vincent started eating you out.

One thing about Vincent was that he is a messy fucking eater. Since he can't really taste anything, he goes all out on eating your pussy like it's his last meal on earth. He held your thighs open, laying his tongue flat on your clit before he shook his head against it.

You arched your back and gripped onto his hair, desperately pulling him in closer as you felt yourself coming closer. “C-Close!” You cried salty tears, feeling his fingers go back to fingering you while he sucked and licked your abused clit. “That's it, come all over my tongue…” Vincent groaned into your pussy, his drool running down his chin as he watched your face.

It didn't take long for you to come all over his face, which he ate and drank all up like the freak he was <3

© shirakow ; i have completely forgotten how to write vincent so I'm sorry if this was messy <3 also it's almost 5 am when i post this, dont mind the typos I made (if i made any)

kiss the girl

summary ⎯ five times dan heng has thought about kissing you, and the one time he actually does.

tana's words ⎯ i've been recently listening to kiss the girl (ashley tisdale version) and its cute and made me think of dan heng. and idk if this follows canon story or not bc im not at xianzhou yet lolz.

also ik the title says 'kiss the girl' but that's only bc i was listening to the song. reader is gender neutral.

tags ⎯ friends to lovers. pining i think. hurt and comfort (at the end). flustered dan heng. fluff i think.

THE FIRST TIME dan heng thinks about kissing you, he immediately pushes away the thought. it was out of character; it was outrageous for him to think of a friend that way. it made him feel perverted for even thinking of the action.

it was a sunny day. you two (plus march and stelle) were in belobog at the time and you guys were witnessing bronya's speech. all of you agreed the speech was marvelous, and you all felt a sense of pride for bronya.

your eyes were sparkling in the sun as you watched bronya speak, and dan heng couldn't help but become enamoured by your face. he looked away from his paper to peek at your awed expression.

at that moment, dan heng thought you were the most beautiful person he's ever seen. but he can't think that. he cannot. not only were you a fellow trailblazer, but you were also his friend. he couldn't risk one of his greatest friendships over something as minimal as this.

so, he pushed the thought out of his brain. he thought that it would be gone forever, but he was deeply wrong.

THE SECOND TIME dan heng wanted to kiss you occured while you two were gazing in the astral express. by this time, you two have left belobog, and are awaiting your next journey.

you chose to pass the time by 'star-watching,' a new term you created as a substitute to cloud watching. the activity is similar to cloud watching as you point out shapes that make beings.

dan heng told you that you were just pointing out constellations, you said that you wanted to pass on the technicalities.

so now, you two were star-watching. you kept pointing out absurd patterns, such as, "this one looks like svarog," (it did not) and, "this one looks like balls." of course, none of the constellations looked like either of the comparisons (dan heng was thinking about taking you to the eye doctor), but dan heng played along anyway. anything to make you smile.

at one point, the absurdities stopped, and you began pointing out real constellations. so many beautiful creations in the sky, yet the real beautiful thing was right next to him, continuously pointing out constellations.

you rested your head on your hand, mindlessly gazing out at the empty field of stars in front of you, "it's beautiful."

"yeah," dan heng mindlessly replies, not even realizing what he's just said, "it is," he finally says, looking at you.

maybe it's the light from the stars hitting your face, or maybe it was just your radiant beauty, but the urge to kiss you came up once again. subconsciously, dan heng knew the feeling would arise sooner or later. but that didn't mean he liked the feeling.

he wants to preserve your friendship so bad; but sometimes, the line drawn alongside friendship and love begins to thin. sometimes, the line gets so thin that dan heng fears that he'll trip and fall into you.

THE THIRD TIME dan heng wanted to kiss you was when you two were hanging out in his room. over the span of months, dan heng has learned to appreciate your being, and sometimes (he will never admit this) he feels calmer around you.

usually, dan heng didn't let other people be in his room, but it was different with you. for some reason, he liked it when you were in his room. sometimes, he finds himself wanting you to be in his room.

he was quietly sorting through his data bank while you were reading. it was such a calm and quiet moment; dan heng felt peace for once. there was music playing softly in the back, the room was silent, and the air was just right. it felt nice.

dan heng was too tuned into his data bank that he didn't hear footsteps coming up closer to him. it was only when he turned his head to check on you, that dan heng noticed you were right next to him.

you were right next to him, head nearly leaning on his shoulder, and you were so close to him. dan heng's heart was about to beat out of his chest, and he began to worry about the warmth that was rapidly spreading to his neck.

when you noticed dan heng's reaction, you thought you'd surprised him. you moved a little bit back, "sorry, did i scare you?"

"no, not at all. i was just a little startled," dan heng replied while rubbing the back of his (reddening) neck.

"that's like, the same thing as scared," you gave a low chuckle and moved closer to him once again, "you would know this."

"dunno," dan heng paused, "maybe i was too frightened to remember." when you laughed at that, dan heng swore he blushed all the way up to his ears.

"you are not funny," you gave him a slight shove that didn't really affect him. you leaned closer into the database, "what are you doing?"

you didn't realize how close you were to dan heng, your faces nearly touching. you were scrolling around his data bank while dan heng was trying to hide his rampant blush from your eyes.

dan heng stared at you while you browsed, taking in your close presence. you didn't seem nearly as tense as he did. you were relaxed, comfortable, you leaned into him. dan heng found himself staring longer than normal.

then, the thought, came in. the same recurring thought he'd been having for a long time: the thought to kiss you. he wanted to take you by the hands and pull you closer to him. he wanted to feel your palms and he wanted to feel you closer to him.

and this is the moment were dan heng realizes that he wants to be more than friends. dan heng realizes that he likes you; he wants you to be with him, he wants to feel you by his side. he wants endless star-watching nights; he wants to see you constantly.

and that is dangerous. not only would that ruin your friendship, but it would also endanger you. there's so much that would put you at risk.

"you should go back to your room," dan heng puts a gentle hand on your shoulder, causing you to look back up at him. your confused expression almost shatters dan heng's resilience, but he goes on, "it's late. go get some rest."

you keep the hand on your shoulder, "you too. don't stay up too late, okay?" the soft tone of your voice makes dan heng melt, and he almost wants to pull you back and ask you to stay. almost.

dan heng nods and you leave. he leans back on his desk and puts his head in his hands. what is he going to do?

THE FOURTH TIME dan heng wanted to kiss you was the night you arrived in the xianzhou. you (and march and stelle) were exploring the city and it's wonders while dan heng was treading carefully behind you.

you haven't had a full conversation with dan heng for days. you assume it was probably because you were snooping around his data bank, but he has never minded that before. you haven't got an actual chance to apologize either, because for some reason, dan heng is now constantly busy.

the four of you decided that you would split up to look around. march immediately went to stelle, so that left you with dan heng.

dan heng knew this would happen. he couldn't avoid you for too long anyway, even if he tried. he would always end up gravitating back towards you.

it pained him to not talk to you. he missed your voice, your jokes, your little touches. he missed your book talks, he missed the way you'd always be in his room, he even missed your nosiness.

you and dan heng were aimlessly strolling around the streets until you found a lively street parlor. they were selling food, and the aroma was absolutely divine. dan heng knew you immediately caught your mind on something when he saw your beaming face.

you still haven't found a correct time to apologize to dan heng, but that can wait for later. you just wanted to talk to him. "dan heng! we should try some," you beamed.

"okay. i'll wait over here," dan heng monotonously replied. your smile slightly faltered, dan heng thought the sight to be excruciating.

he couldn't still be mad at you, right? you had to apologize soon, because this silent is agonizing. you couldn't help the fact that you missed dan heng. you missed late nights and his warm touch. you missed his sarcasm and his gentle nature.

when you returned, you brought back one giant kebab that dan heng knew you couldn't finish. you'd probably have enough to share with the entire express.

when you took a bite of the kebab, you moaned with delight, and dan heng forgot how much he missed your smile. it all came rushing back to him, all the things he missed about you. you are right here, in his grasp, yet he still cannot have you.

after your first bite, you offered a second bite to dan heng. etiquette was all out of the picture when you were there.

originally, dan heng wasn't planning to eat. there were lots of problems at hand, and dan heng could not relax now. but you were an obstacle in his equation. how could he refuse you when you were practically bouncing on your toes, smiling, and looking at him with such mirthful eyes. saying no to you was like refusing a blessing from the aeons.

he took a bite out of the kebab, to which he nodded in delight. dan heng finished chewing with a delighted expression on his face, and your smile appeared once again. dan heng felt his lips creep up, and sooner or later, he was smiling as well.

he looked down at your happy expression, and he noticed that you had food on the corner of your mouth. dan heng usually scolded you for being slightly messy, but in this tender moment, there was no need.

dan hen grabbed a napkin from a nearby table and wiped the corner off your mouth off. he wiped the food off so tenderly that you would think he was tending to something delicate and fragile. and the gaze he gave you after. you nearly passed out. dan heng looked at you with such fondness and love that you gripped the kebab harder.

his mind hadn't registered what he just did before you quietly said, "thank you."

dan heng nearly malfunctioned. what he just did was criminal. it was a simple thing, however it was most criminal to dan heng. during that moment, all he could think of was your lips on his. the tenderness of his touch was his mind projecting how he would cup your face when you two kissed. all of it felt so wrong, but so right.

"no problem," dan heng blushed and avoided your eyes. "do you... do you think we should meet back up with march and stelle?"

"yeah," you looked down at the ground, slightly flustered, "yeah. let's go."

things were awkward. but at least things were okay. and that was all that mattered to you.

MARCH 7TH HAD speculations. you and dan heng were like a pair. you two were a dynamic duo, second to march and stelle, of course. you would always be seen with each other. when march "accidentally" stumbles into dan heng's room, you'd be somewhere in there as well.

so, why is it that whenever march barges into dan heng's room, you aren't there? why are you not with him? why is he "constantly busy" when he there is nothing to store in the data bank? something was up, and march was determined to find out what was happening.

"don't you think it's weird that we never see dan heng and yn together anymore?" march asked stelle while sipping on juice.

stelle huffed, "i mean, it's a little weird. but maybe they're both exhausted. we just got out of belobog and now we're facing more conflict in another world."

"yeah, but," march paused for dramatic effect, "i saw them together in dan heng's room a few days ago."

stelle furrowed her eyebrows, "are you stalking them or something?"

"what?!" march exclaimed, nearly jumping out of her seat. the scene caused stelle to laugh, "no. of course not, i can't believe you accused me of that!"

"so... you don't think it's weird that we never see them together anymore?" march continued.

"okay. i'll answer. it's a little weird. but whatever it is i'm sure they have a reasonable explanation for it," stelle said. "why are you asking about them anyway?"

"because," march drew out the syllables, "they're cute. i've been shipping them. and plus, dan heng hasn't really been acting like himself recently."

"yeah, but what are we gonna do about it? he hasn't really opened up to us about his problems... like... ever..." stelle trailed off, as if she tried to remember how many times dan heng has ever spoken about himself.

"don't worry stelle," march grinned, "i have a plan."

"i can't believe we fell for this," you grimaced in the closet you were stuck in.

march and stelle split up and told both of you that there was a group meeting in march's room. obviously, because the both of you thought there was something urgent, you rushed in there. you were prepared, only to be ambushed and pushed in a closet by march and stelle as a ploy to "make up."

alas, you knew you needed to talk things out sooner or later.

dan heng, on the other hand, was freaking out. you're close. you're so close that he can feel every time you exhale out of your nose. this closet had no space, so you were practically pressed up on dan heng.

the one thing he couldn't see though, was your face. dan heng wanted to see your face. he wanted to study you up close: he wanted to your skin with his hands, wanted to pull you closer so he can observe the way your mouth lifts when you smile. he wants so much, but he can have none of it.

"i think i can break us out," dan heng offered.

"do you think they're guarding the doors?" you chuckled. dan heng gave a small smile after hearing your laugh. it's ironic that you're laughing in this situation while dan heng's heart is about to burst.

"i think the both of us can take them," dan heng answered.

this is the most you two have ever spoken to each other in days. you missed his voice and you missed being so close to him. unconsciously, you leaned closer to dan heng. you would know his warmth from anywhere.

as you two try to find a good point to hit, your hands brush against dan heng's. the way his hand feels on top of yours just feels right. the way his touch is still so gentle; oh how badly you missed his touch against yours.

"i'm sorry!" dan heng quickly removed his hands from yours. he moved away from you as well. you wanted so badly to chase him: you wanted to come closer, to place your hands with his one more time.

but you didn't. you doubted the fact that dan heng wanted to be near you. with his recent actions, you were wondering if the two of you were still on good terms or not. you could mess everything up with one action; dan heng was the very last thing you wanted to lose.

when you two finally found a good breaking point, you both put all your body strength into prying the doors open. it took a few tries, but the doors finally opened. however, there were consequences. the closet fell down with the combined force of both your bodies shaking it.

before you two fell to the floor, dan heng grabbed your arm and pulled you underneath him in a quick motion. your heart raced against your chest; you were so close that you could feel dan heng's heartbeat as well. and to your surprise, his heart was beating just as fast as yours.

the closet fell on top of you, and dan heng shoved it off of the two of you in one motion. seeing him do that just made your heart beat faster, and you were sure that you were breathing faster as well.

dan heng looked down to check on you, but doing so brought him much closer to you. closer than he had ever been. if dan heng moved down a little bit more, he would be able to close the distance between your lips. the urge was tempting: he was on top of you, your faces were both so close to each other, and your breathing was rampant and quick.

"are you alright?" dan heng asked. his breath fanned your face and you stared right into his eyes.

"i should be asking you that," you breathlessly whispered. he was so close and you were about to burst.

"i'm alright," he leaned down closer, "don't worry about me."

you two were both in a daze when you found yourselves leaning closer to each other. dan heng cupped your face; he couldn't wait any longer. all resilience went out the window, because right here, right now, you were here. you were in front of him, looking as radiant as ever, and dan heng could close the distance right now.

his hands treaded carefully across your face, as if you were one-of-a-kind. finally, his hands rested against your cheeks, and he leaned closer. dan heng was so close to kissing you before a commotion entered the room.

"OH MY GOD!" march exclaimed before running out of the room.

you startled, and accidentally pushed dan heng off of you. you frantically apologized while dan heng brushed himself off and helped you up. you were shaking at what almost just happened. you almost kissed your best friend.

the distance between you and dan heng was wide. he made sure to stand exactly five feet away from you. his hands were crossed and he refused to look at you. dan heng was worried that if he got even the slightest glance at you, he wouldn't be able to stop himself from what would happen next.

you both quickly left the room with racing hearts, confused thoughts, and a realization that whatever just happened was a mistake.

WHENEVER DAN HENG NEEDS SOMEONE to help him with his wounds, you are always that person.

at first, it was for team bonding. before stelle came, you all would take turns patching wounds to build team trust. however, with dan heng, the only person that he'd let patch up his wounds was you. you used to tease him and tell him that he was like a dog in that way, but he always brushed it off.

you were always gentle with him; carefully touching up on cuts and bruises with bandages or rubbing alcohol. by no means were you any doctor, but you were tender and calm.

dan heng was wounded again. there was no reason for him to be wounded. the fight was tame; the enemies weren't extremely powerful or anything. but for some reason, dan heng surpassed the rest of the team with more cuts.

now, you two were in a small room together. luckily, it's more spacious than the closet, but it wasn't as big as dan heng's room. you and dan heng were both sitting on a table; you sitting criss-cross-applesauce while dan heng was sitting properly.

the both of you haven't talked ever since the closet incident. instead, you two have been sharing gazes, brushing past each other in halls, and staying five feet away from each other.

this was the closest you have been in a while.

you are focused on banadaging dan heng's cuts. your eyes are glued to his arms and torso; you refused to look up at dan heng. you couldn't look at him for two reasons: you were slightly mad at him for obtaining so many injuries and you still couldn't look him in the eye after the past situation.

dan heng sat in silence as you tended to him. he knew you were mad at him, and he felt awful. dan heng knew that he didn't need to sustain as many injuries has he had. the only reason why he had so many injuries was that he was trying to distract himself from his feelings. the closet situation had him questioning himself. given the chance, would he hold himself back or would he let his urges win?

"i'm done," you let go of his arms and started putting bandages away. dan heng didn't know you'd be done so quickly. he wanted to bask in your grace for a little longer. dan heng thought about pulling a stitch in order to get you to stay longer, but that just seemed weird.

dan heng knew he couldn't let you leave like this. there was too many unspoken words between you two; most of them, partially his.

during this, dan heng realized something. he realized that, even though you are still mad at him, you stayed with him. you didn't ask for march or stelle to help him, but you did it yourself. dan heng could be reading too much into it, but dan heng is tired. he's tired of longing for you.

and maybe, just maybe, if you'll stay when it gets difficult (like right now), maybe you'll stay when it gets hard as well.

dan heng decides to leave all resilience behind. for once, he doesn't calculate the consequences nor does he hold himself back.

you're about to slide off the table until dan heng pleads, "wait." he grabs your arm and holds you there with a gentle grip. you could slip out of it if you wanted to, but this may be the first actual conversation the two of you will have in a while.

dan heng takes your silence as an answer. "thank you," he says. he curses at himself at the simple response. it was anti-climatic. "i appreciate you," he adds on.

the compliment made you blush, even though it was very simplistic. you avoid looking at him and rather focus on tapping your fingers on the table. "no problem. it was nothing anyway."

you two remain silent for a few moments; you didn't want to leave in fear that this may be one of your few conversations. dan heng was trying to find the right words to say.

"i really do appreciate you. for being here. for always being here," he continues. dan heng realizes he sounds redundant, and he wants to slap his palm across his face. with you, he couldn't find the right words to convey his actions. saying, "i'm sorry," wasn't enough and saying, "i miss you," was too little.

"i told you. it's nothing. i'd do the same for everyone else," and you wanted to chide yourself for saying the last sentence. not true, because the only person who'd you really do all of this for was only dan heng.

"i think this is the longest conversation we've had in a while," you murmur to yourself.

"i know," dan heng replies. you jump back on the table, almost falling off. if it wasn't for dan heng catching you (yet again), you would've fell off. his touch sends electricity through your veins; his touch brings warmth to your body.

"hey! you need to watch your stitches," you automatically scolded him. your nagging was a normal occurrence, but this time, it felt rare. dan heng hasn't heard you nag at him for years (days), and he feels as though he can breath normally now.

"sorry," he pulls back. you're left shuffling closer to dan heng, not that you notice, due to your almost fall. you two were facing each other now; the distance was a lot closer than before.

you let out a small laugh at the situation. practically falling of a table was not a laughing matter, but you always found joy in those situations. sometimes, dan heng thought it was a bit strange, but he always valued your optimism.

"i'm sorry dan heng," you look back down on the table, "i didn't know going through your data bank would make you ignore me for days," you let out dry chuckle.

dan heng furrows his eyebrows in shock, "don't apologize. i don't mind you looking through the data bank."

you looked up after his reply, expression shadowed with confusion, "wait? really? so... why the radio silence? did i have something to do with it?"

"no! no, it wasn't you," dan heng quickly reassured. "it was me. i was the problem."

"don't have to tell me that," you smiled and bit the inside of your cheek to keep yourself from laughing.

"i'm gonna let that slide," dan heng smirked. it was nice, the way you two fell back into your normal routines once again. it was like all the tension that was previously there, simply dissipated.

"i missed you," you crossed your legs on the table, moving back to the criss-cross applesauce position.

"me too," dan heng replied. "i missed you a lot." he looked straight into your eyes.

you flustered underneath his gaze, "i probably missed you more. sometimes i dunno if i can survive without you," you joked. it was a joke, but occasionally, you find it to be true.

"for me, it's the other way around," dan heng mumbled beneath his breath. "i really missed you. and our late nights. and star-watching."

"you missed star-watching?" you astonishly asked. dan heng wished he could take a picture of your grin when he told you that he missed star-watching.

"i missed a lot of things," dan heng paused, "but i missed you the most."

"i'm sorry for pushing you away yn. i was just⎯ scared," time to rip off the band-aid, "when i'm around you, i just get so messed up. you're the only thing on my mind sometimes. everything about you just makes me⎯ breathless? speechless? you amaze me to the point where i can't even think of a word to describe you."

dan heng pauses and his heart is racing. you're looking at him as if you want him to continue, as if you want him to finally say what he wants. dan heng doesn't know that you want it too.

"yn," dan heng looks straight at you, "i have feelings for you. feelings that i think will overwhelm me at one point if i keep it all together. i never stop thinking about you, longing for you. i want you and i think i really want to kiss you," dan heng finishes. he fumbled on his words back there, because he doesn't think he wants to kiss you, he wants to.

"dan heng..." your face is hot. your body is hot. your breathing is fast-paced and you feel like you are about to be on fire. adrenaline rushes through your veins and you are sure you are not thinking straight.

you pull him in for a kiss, tugging him closer by his chin and kissing him passionately. you take that fire from your body and you pour it all into this kiss. dan heng is surprised at first, but then reciprocates your actions. while your hand is on his face, his hands slide to your hips, tugging you closer and holding you tighter.

you two kiss until you have to stop for air. when you breathe, the whole world feels like it's on fire as well.

"i feel the same. i can't stop thinking about you," you lean in for another kiss, "i miss you," another kiss, "i missed being with you," another, "i missed being close to you," another, this time a little longer, "but i really hope i don't miss this."

"don't worry," dan heng pauses, "you won't. i promise."

and after all of that, dan heng finally got to kiss you.

Ace: HAHAHAHA—!

Deuce: Ace...

MC: *who ended up having cat ears like Grim's because of a lab accident*

Ace: You're so cute, Prefect!

MC: Shut up.

Grim: You're really my henchman! You just take after me!

MC: *sigh* Sometimes I'm questioning myself why I got you guys as my friends. Well, except you, Deuce.

Deuce: Will you be okay attending classes?

MC: Professor Crewel said I'm not excused. And it will wear off the next week anyway.

Ace: But aren't we sharing a classroom with 3rd years?

MC: ...

MC: Ah shit.

Malleus: ...

Malleus: What happened to you, child of man?

MC: I've got into an accident. Don't worry, it's nothing serious.

Malleus: ...

MC: ...

Malleus: You look adorable.

MC: *frowns*

Malleus: *chuckles*

Idia: Come here, meow meow. *waving a light stick in front of them*

MC: ...

MC: Idia.

Idia: Do you want some premium tuna?

MC: I'm not Grim!

Idia: Eeek! I'm sorry!

MC: ...

MC: What do you want?

Idia: ...C-Can I pet you?

MC: Just a headpat.

Idia: Y-Yes! Just a headpat!

MC: *lets him*

Idia: *staying true to his words* *only giving them soft headpats*

MC: *getting comfortable*

MC: *purrs*

Idia: ...

Idia: *screaming internally*

Idia: This is the best day of my life...

Barbatos: MC, I have something to ask you.

MC: ?

Barbatos: Why does it feel so good and hurt so bad?

Diavolo and Lucifer: *glaring at him*

MC: ...

MC: "Troublemaker"?

Barbatos: Oh! Thank you! I've been searching for the title of that song. *smiles*

Lucifer: ...

Diavolo: ...

Barbatos: *looks at them* *giving them that "I know you understood it in a different way" expression*

The astral express' hunter

Mao heng 🐈‍⬛ and the crew

Diavolo: *using his paid cuddles* MC, why do you smell like tea today?

MC: Sir Barbatos has hugged me earlier, young master.

Diavolo: Ah... Did he also avail this service?

MC: Yes.

Diavolo: Hm... Should I use a strong perfume? It's making me jealous as to how Barbatos and Lucifer can easily rub their scent on you.

MC: Well, young master. You can easily rub on my patience and I think it's something you should be proud of.

Diavolo: *chuckles* I'm sorry. *hugging them tighter*

Barbatos: *entering the room* Young master, I need to borrow MC for a moment. We need to go to the supermarket to buy some basic ingredients.

Diavolo: *groans* Can't you do it on your own?

Barbatos: *smiles* Young master, it's too early for you to act childish. If you'll excuse us.

Diavolo: *reluctantly lets go of MC*

MC: *stood up then bows their head*

Barbatos: We'll be back in a moment.

Diavolo: Sure-sure.

Barbatos: And while we're gone, please do some of your paperwork.

Diavolo: *pouts*

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Barbatos: I'm glad we get to go out just the two of us.

MC: I as well, sir.

Barbatos: *smiles*

Luke: Wha— Barbatos! Help! *running towards them and being chased by demons*

Barbatos: Oh my, it seems that they're not in their best mood. MC, I would help Luke. Go and do something about those demons.

MC: It isn't part of my job to fight, sir.

*one of the demons lunging at them*

MC: *sticking a knife into the demon's throat* *some blood being splattered on them*

MC: My favorite knife has become unsanitary.

Barbatos: I'll buy a new one for you. Don't worry.

MC: I would rather receive some compensation, sir.

Barbatos: I'll inform the young master.

MC: *toss the dead demon aside* *looks at the other demons*

The demons: *stepping back*

MC: Would some of you want to experience the same fate?

The demons: !!! *all of them ended up running away in fear*

Barbatos: Luke, are you okay?

Luke: *sniffles* Yes.

Barbatos: MC, we should go back now so you can wash yourself.

MC: *faces him and bows* Alright, sir.

Barbatos: And Luke, you should come with us as well.

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Diavolo: Oh, that was such an awful experience. Are you alright?

Luke: I think I wouldn't be able to go to marketplace on my own anymore...

Diavolo: How about you, MC?

MC: It took me a while to wash off the stench, but I assure you that I'm in perfect condition, young master.

Diavolo: Glad to know that. What would you like as a compensation?

MC: Money, of course.

Diavolo: *laughs* That's so like you!

Luke: *looking at MC and decides to poke their hand*

MC: ...

Luke: Th-Thank you for earlier.

MC: ...

MC: *gives him a soft smile* You're welcome, young sir.

Diavolo: ...

Diavolo: Wait. Did you just smile?

MC: *going back to their expressionless face* It must be your imagination, young master.

Diavolo: ...

Ace and Deuce: *checking if MC is still sober to talk to*

Ace: How many fingers?

MC: *holds his hand and touches his fingers* ...Four.

Ace: Good. You're not that drunk.

Deuce: Why did you even drink? And who gave you alcohol?!

MC: I was... feeling sad. *sniffles* *cries*

Ace: Aish- Why were you sad?

MC: I don't want to go back... You idiots are not there...

Ace and Deuce: ...

Ace and Deuce: *both are tearing up*

Ace: Fuck-!

Deuce: Th-Then just stay here with us- *his voice cracked*

*the three just cried altogether*

wouldn't it be funny if yuu had a ghost too but they can't see it? like mickey mouse or something hell, maybe even chernabog just silently looking over the great seven and at the dorm leaders. the prefects see it too but like ignore the ghost rule is in on it. but if the ghost was say, mickey you just see an ominous looking mouse beside yuu. I don't know which is worse.

YOU CAN HAVE MY SOUL YUU FINALY OVERBLOTS IN THE SGS AU BABYYYYYY

Listen, Yuu is stressed and ignoring the intimidating ghosts seemed like a good idea at first

If Mickey is the ghost:

Mouse wakes up in the infirmary with the child he's been talking to some days before what is happening???

Now now, I am biases so house of mouse totaly happened at some point or whatever, and of course Mickey knows the seven and this awakes his protective mode to ELEVEN

The seven totaly try to fight him but for some reason the bastard has plot immunity unlike everyone else

Yuu finaly is able to see, hear and interact with the seven that were stalking them for MONTHS NOW AND EVERYTHING MAKES SO MUCH SENSE

Bet how much that the seven boys are going to wrestle with their seven to keep them from spilling the tea

Yuu going for the boys for advice and Mickey silently hovers over them with the "hurt this little one heart and I will give you a painful death bc this ain't a family show and even them we have killed your kind before, don't think I wouldn't do it again" stare

Yuu calm the mouse down he's scaring the children

And then Mickey discovers RSA and the mouse is hell bent on convincing Yuu to transfer much to the boys despair

The only one who has a romantic experience in his belt and he hates the dorm leaders except Kalim, Kalim has his blessing if the boy starts showing romantic interest in Yuu

Helps Yuu in so many things regarding magic and specialy hears them when they have a stressed day

Now, Yuu is so tired of this bullshit that I bet they would do exactly what you said and just ignores all the ghosts for some good time, except that the great seven notices the rules before the boys so they know Yuu can see them but let it pass... for now

Not all is lost for the boys, as the time pass Mickey sees they are just... kinda rude but not evil... so he warms up slowly to them... doesn't change the fact that their repressed soul is a villain but hey, he isn't going to judge so much anyway

Anyway, it's the adventure of a mouse that's helping this kid to get back to their world! And have 8h of sleep, a good meal and some spare time alone bc interacting with so many people can drain you quite quickly

If Chernabog is the ghost:

My personal biases, guy's a blank slate bc the only thing we can go off is, evil, likes to play with souls, sleeps like a rock and hates daylight

For personal reasons I say he can shapeshift his size and likes to be a big boy most times

Ah finaly, an avatar, wait this is a child-... sees that they have each of the seven at their hand: oh~

Maleficent totaly points this is her ex and that is proof that Yuu is totaly in love with her grandchild boy you can pray that scene from house of mouse from my cold dead hands, yes Hades we know you two slept together to, stop pretending it never happend or Idia will find a photo of that time

Most of the time is silent and in tiny tiny mode hiding in Yuu somewhere, bc he'll get bored if alone and yes, he's a gremlin that will cause chaos for fun, but this time, it isn't Yuu's business and they are grateful for it... specialy when the demon goes for revenge if somebody messes with his vessel

The seven are shocked that he's the soul of the tiny magicless student and finaly notices that... it kind makes sense? That child did beat their asses and together with the Cat their overblot looked like a mix of all their most powerful characteristics they have... don't mind me just passing by to offer you the possibility that Yuu's overblot can only be defeated if the boys talk with them

Chernabog hides his presence from Yuu and all others in the beggining bc he wants to have the upper hand when he shows up

The seven were full of anxiety after Yuu's overblot, bc THEY RECOGNIZE THAT SILHOUETTE ANYWERE

Grimm follows the tips this monster gives to him and now his pranks are getting frightening good

I can see him starting to get soft for this child and their cat as time goes on... he doesn't even notices that he becomes somewhat of an guardian angel from them

Totaly silent with anyone else except his vessel, then he's a chatter box listen he has a reputation but he dreams of the day he can give a villain speech to somebody

The boys are in awe that this fucking legend is Yuu's soul, and seven help them bc they are trembling every time Chernabog is with Yuu which is more and more usual

He has the privilege of having two vessels, Yuu and Grimm, which means, he can go at many places and probably shows up at anytime he deems convenient, so like: he was with Grimm in his shenanigans and suddenly he decides to check with Yuu who's used to this at that point and scares the shit out of the poor "overblot" boy that is present at the time

Yuu is the tactician and Grimm his powers, he's quite smug that his soul had to be shared or else one person would have too much power

He beans at Yuu's dense brain that didn't notice the others attempts of courting and even so the seven boys don't give up, it almost cracks his stoic face once

The boys: so... how can you survive living with his threatening aura?

Yuu remembering that Chernabog is a ghost and even so was afraid of the vacuum cleaner: ... what threatening aura?

Chernabog: this kid has some sass, I like them... wait what are you doing up this late you need to sleep stupid child!

Let's say yuu shows some interest in someone, chernabog is totaly lost in what to say and ends up giving some great advice, if you cut the part where he tries to suggest that they kill their lover's enemies and gives them their head as a courting gift, followed by "but a weapon of their choise can do I guess" which Yuu translated to: "gift them something they might like"

He hates RSA so much bc they shine like the sun and he hates it... kalim you are in thin ice with him

Both approve of the chaos that is the first years, like they are teens, let them have fun

However, may I present you: Yuu overblots two times, the first: Chernabog wakes up, the second: is in RSA and it's Mickey yes I know they might die but hey shhhhhh

Now imagine the mouse and demon bickering about who is the true reflection of Yuu's soul:

C: well, I wake up first!

M: and I wake up only to Yuu!

The seven sit and watch the showdown*

Meanwhile the boys are extremely concerned about Yuu's mental stated after two overblots...*

He's so cute HELP! 😭😭💙💙💙