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I'm actually really tired right now...but...look what I found in tiktok hehe

BABY'M

Thinking of informant!black!Y/n being this love sick🥰gf of luffy, wanting him every second but can't visit cause of his safety but one day says fuck it and visits.

Pairings: Luffy x Black!Fem!Informant!Reader

Warning: fluff💞, touchy feely y/n👀 and grammatical errors.

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You met them having trouble with a couple of marines on their way to dressrosa.

You help them but they're all sceptical thinking you were going to blackmail/threatened them, since you were an informant.

You apparently knew alotta shit about everyone, but to be honest you would rather threaten the world government by releasing songs that have hidden meanings.

But instead you taunt them by circling their captain making them all on guard including law.

You run your hand down luffy's back causing him to stiffen.

"A little tense aren't you, relax a little." You teased going to his front, his gaze was shielded by his straw hat, until it was taken by you that is. You traced his scar with your finger while harbouring his strawhat on your head. He did say it looked better on you anyways.

This seemed to make the whole crew tense. He let you take his straw hat? luffy lets on one take his straw hat.

"What do you want?" Law asks raising his eyebrow at you suspiciously, his hand on his sword and the other spread out, ready incase you decided to play some cruel joke.

"Why does everyone assume i want something?" You pouted, but instead of looking at him you look up at luffy whose eyes are slightly shadowed by his hair.

"-plus if i want something, it's mine." You retorted shifting your gaze to his chest now running your hands up and down his pectorals slowly while biting your lips.

Hmm firm. Has he been working out? Damn you were definitely drooling.

"Is that a threat?" Luffy asks surprising his crew with his serious tone especially law, this doesn't seem like the idiot captain he made an alliance with.

His tone sending pleasurable shivers down your spine. Ugh you really missed him.

"Hmm, what if it was? After all i know every.single.thing about you, that's no fun now is it?" You taunted wrapping your arms around his neck and lifting your left leg only to place them on his waist, causing everyone on board to act, only to stop abruptly as luffy raised his hand.

Humouring you he ran his hand up your thighs before going over the curve of your plump ass to rest on your waist, this caused his crew to raise an eyebrow in confusion and you to shudder.

"Its your job after all." He said smiling brightly while flicking the straw hat on your head.

"Oh how I've missed you, anata~" You said bearing a love struck gaze.

'ANATA?' The strawhats froze solid with their jaw dropped , this was his darling?!

The one that would send Love notes and songs, excessive amounts of money and care packages and flood his special den den mushi which only took calls from you.

Clearly they thought luffy had landed another boa hancock or rather another fangirl thinking he would ignore such gestures but surprisingly he was also as in love with her as she was with him.

He made sure to write back, listen to your songs playing them and showing them off proudly and when he talked to you, was when he was the brightest, his smile reaching his eyes, his pearly white teeth on display and kicking feet raised in the air while he was on his favourite or rather 'captain seat'.

You definitely were a beauty and getting the most beautiful woman in all the seas proved rather difficult but definitely not for luffy.

"Shi shi shi as have i!" He said wrapping his arms around your waist and leaning down to capture your lips in a passionate and desperate kiss.

His hands cradling your head while his fingers pulled at your curls gently, your arms running up his chest before you moved one arm to his head running your fingers through his hair. He groaned subtly at this, tighten his hold on you and deepening the kiss.

Making not only his crew but law stunned, how the fuck did this idiot of a captain pull such a dangerous woman not only in the name but her looks too. 'Come the fuck on she was bloody gorgeous and she could kill you or for you, regardless who wouldn't want a woman like her'.

Sanji banging the floor boards weeping and wailing "HOWWWWWWWWW HOW DID HE GET A WOMAN BEFORE MEEEE A GORGEOUS WOMAN AT THATTTTT! LIFE IS SO UNFAIR!!".

Zoro sheathing his swords back, flustered and flabbergasted "get it i guess?".

Nami salivating on how her captain beloved's bounty could set her for life "ooh she rich rich, welcome aboard big sis!".

Brook covering his crimson coloured skinless with his bony fingers watching the couple make out, perversly "Yohohoho, what a bold woman".

chopper hiding with ussop behind zoro while they both tried counting her bounty with their fingers and toes... It wasn't working "w-what d-did she d-do t-too ge-get h-her bounty t-th-that high!!".

Robin chuckling knowing this was coming cause apparently she could understand some words of the foreign language you sang in your songs for him, they were mostly very lewd and descriptive, oh her captain's darling seems to be a needy one.

This was language you supposedly taught him to keep nosy beings out of your scandalous and lewd conversations. "oh my, seems she got tired of waiting."

Franky sighing knowing he was going to need to build a separate room for them "haaa, well i guess i better start making blueprints for a suppperrrr captain room, a personal and soundproof captain room."

And law slightly relived maybe you would keep your rambunctious lover on track atleast he could tell you could definitely handle luffy. "Ha...i might actually make it to zou in one piece".

Luffy was happy, excited infact, he finally got to meet the love of his life after five years, rather than random glimpses of her in most of the places he visited.

The last glimpse of her was in sabody archipelago, he was on the flying fish on his way to save camie from the auction house when he saw her shadowed figure.

Seeing just her shiny brown skin and wisps of her (h/c) curly (h/l) hair flowing in the wind, that was enough to know it was her even though she was covered head to toe with a black cloak and hat.

Their eyes meeting,his dark brown hues locking onto her mysterious (e/c) eyes, holding so many unfortold stories and secrets, his brother, ace would say at times.

A peck on his forehead bringing him out of his mindwandering, looking down to see you.

"Your really here." He said breathlessly.

"Of course." You assured equally breathless. oh how you missed him, body, mind, and soul.

"Not gonna introduce me?" She smirked.

"I was!! Your gonna love them!."He said beaming.

"Oi you guys this is my darling!"He hollered.

"Hello i'm (Y/n) (L/n) Nice to meet you!" She said mirroring luffy's smile.

Oh ho they definitely knew the name '(Y/n) (L/n)' the most wanted woman in the world, meaning Dragon was second on the most wanted list

You were number one meaning you also had the highest bounty, you would expect people to come after you but how can you find someone who has the ability to vanish off the surface of the earth.

Not only that but she was dangerous, bringing down organisations after organisations that threatened the wellbeing of innocents around the world and utterly humiliating the world government taunting them, the seven warlords and emperors of the seas, yes a menace she was, releasing records after records, slandering her enemy's in them, but a beacon of hope appeared, a way to stop her or rather keep her leashed.

After she released a song involving her beloved in it, it all began, gathering clues, intercepting in all her calls, but she was too smart, jamming their radios, vaguely descriping the love of her life in every song to tease and taunt them, to torment them making it known that they would only be wasting their time and even if they searched the whole bloody world they would only eat what was being fed to them by her.

'Black hair?!! It could be anyone for fuck sake, Aoijiki also has black hair what are you going to do? Execute him?'

Slowly but surely a quest to find this mysterious lover of her's, the man that makes her swoon and turn to mush everytime he is mentioned, turned to a whole investigation not only the world government but the emperors and warlords sending out their best to investigate, to find who this so called lover of hers was.

Surely they'd have her under control if they could find him, right? Handful of people who found out were definitely shocked namely; shanks, mihawk and dragon.

They found out when she finished recording a song on shanks ship, mistakely she moaned his name on a call with him, shanks and mihawks over heard this, so did ben and lucky roo AND yassop, in short they were spying on her.

I mean who wouldn't, you literally ran out of the recording booth squealing while holding a den den mushi that looked vaguely similar to the strawhat bearing man they seemed to know.

And dragon who was actually seeked out by you to tell him that you'd marry his son, he was flabbergasted really, not only were you dating his son but you wished for his blessings. Why though he never was in his son's life to begin with, but he respected you greatly after that.

Plus even if they knew they couldn't tell why?. Well, because who would believe them?. 'The dangerous and alluring (Y/n)'s lover turned out to be the captain of the Straw hats; Monkey D. Luffy.'

Come on like they'd buy that, they rather believe a woman like you would fancy Trafalgar law or Portgas D. Ace, they were dangerous men after all but luffy?!

It's was gonna be a lot to swallow.

Well the crewmates were certainly shocked it was luffy all along how couldn't they bloody see that, the endless calls, the love letters, bloody hell the fucking love songs.

"Thank you for taking care of him, my man is high maintenance after all." You chirped out.

"You have no idea." They all said which stunned you causing you to chuckle.

"Hey! I can take care of myself." Luffy said looking at you before pursing his lips and turning to look elsewhere while sweating nervously.

"And he apparently still can't lie to save his life." You sighed

"-Anyways why don't we all go inside and talk i'd love to hear all about your adventures." You clapped turning to them.

"Right this way ma'am" sanji said hearts twirling around him.

"Hmm a gentlemen, i'm swooning already." You said laughing.

"Hey sanji watch it! Mine!" Luffy said wrapping his rubber hands around his darling several times before snapping at sanji.

"I'll cook for you if you behave." You said smiling sweetly.

"Yes ma'am". He released you, leading you into the kitchen stunning his crewmates and law who were following behind you both at his personality change.

it was definitely going be a long night, because everyone wanted to know how luffy bagged such an exotic woman.

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Hi hi! Back again! (●'◡'●)ﾉ♥ i actually wanna make this a series cause i have so many ideas ackkk can't wait, anyways the title 'Baby'm' is actually 'My baby' but in my language, i just thought id add a lil twist ₍⁽˚⑅̆˚⁾₎

would you ever consider doing a part 2 for “when the light flickered green”?

it’s such delicious angst 👀

here it is!! thank you for your patience!!

warnings: suicidal thoughts, this entire story centers around suicidal thoughts, i'm sorry, references to past abuse, references to past cheating, five being delusional and kind of acting like the victim in his pov but he's not and i just want everyone to know and understand that he is in no way the victim, some rumoring going on here, broken reader

exactly how he wants

The bed had become your best friend; it was right up against the far wall, allowing you to survey the entire room at all times. It allowed you to see when he came inside, when he left, where he was, if he was near to you. It was in this bed that you had first told him you loved him, and it was in this bed when you first asked him for death.

At this time, only one of those statements remained relevant. You could not bear to see him smile at you for one more day, wake up curled in his arms like a small child for another morning, and you could not watch him try to make you forget about what had occurred only a few months ago.

You curled further against the wall when you heard footsteps down the hall.

~*~

He could still hear the recording playing in his mind, and laced with it, creating a symphony of misery within his heart complete with the screeching of violins and his own, hidden sobs, was your words when you had woken up

I want your mercy. Stop playing nice and end it. Just do it. I’m a liar. I’m a bitch. I’m a monster. Just take the final shot. Don’t draw it out; I’m done with the shit.

His girl–his sweet, sweet girl who had never betrayed him in the first place, who had never committed a sin in her little life. Long before, he had vowed to protect her from the monsters that lurked about. And then he became one–he became the very monster he feared would harm her. He remembered the bruises littering innocent skin, forcing guilt unto someone who did not deserve an ounce of pain. He remembered the women he would bring into his bed; he remembered how often he whispered your name instead of theirs and how hard he would try to make sure they looked like you, or at least bore some similarity to you. When you were his. When you were you.

He walked up the stairs, new bandages in his hand along with a bottle of hydrogen peroxide. Whenever you left, you would rumble about, accidentally dropping vases when you heard him creep up behind you, accidentally cutting your hand when you saw him standing in the doorway. He’d been more careful to announce his presence around you, walking on eggshells so he could not scare you any more. 

As he approached the heavy wooden door, he took in a deep breath, closing his eyes and bracing himself for the request you never ceased to make every time he crossed your path, every morning, and every night in bed. Sometimes he wished you would leave the bed more often, but he would never want to make you feel more unsafe than you were. 

He knocked on the door, putting a smile on his face before opening it. “Hello, darling,” he whispered, walking around the side of the bed he shared with you. He burned the sheets that he used for the past year, replacing them with softer, lighter ones more suitable for you. And not dirtied by what he had done. There were still bloodstains left around the manor; you didn’t need any more reminders. “How was your nap?”

Your eyes followed him like a hawk would its prey. “Fine,” you whispered, lifting your hands to him so he could move more quickly. The less his hands were on you, the happier you would remain. You knew it, and he did too, though sometimes he still insisted upon you crawling into his arms, a frail creature in his eyes. “Have you given thought to what I’ve asked?”

“No.” His voice was cold, matter-of-fact, but when he saw you wince at the feeling of the bandages being removed from your scratched-up palm, his eyes grew softer as did his voice. His hand came below your jaw, his eyes not daring to rake over the bones that protruded from your body from the months of his torture. His lips brushed over your forehead; he did his best to ignore your flinching. “I’ve told you, sweetheart. Many times.” He tilted your chin. “I’m going to take care of you. You have nothing to worry about.”

“I beg to differ, sir–”

“Five. Five, please. Call me anything but that, baby. Please.” Is this what he had resorted to? It almost made you laugh. The great Five Hargreeves, begging.

He deserved it, just as you deserved to have your request fulfilled. Not because you deserved it, but because releasing you from your pain was the least he could do.

“You can’t do that. If you won’t let me die, then let me live. I just don’t want to look at you. So please, please let me go. Please.”

He closed his eyes. You didn’t even notice that he had finished up with your hand before he brought it to his mouth, pressing his lips to it. 

“You know I can’t do that, baby. I won’t say I’m sorry for saying no. Because I’m not. But I can promise you that eventually, those months will be gone. They’ll be gone forever. I swear.”

~*~

Allison did not expect her brother to knock on her door. Nor did she expect him to look so disheveled in his suit, dark circles gathering under his eyes. Her wife was in the dining room, handcuffs wrapped around her wrist. She was almost afraid of Five finding her.

“I have to tell you something,” he said, a few tears falling from his eyes. And suddenly Allison didn’t care if Five knew. All she cared about was taking care of her brother.

~*~

Allison Hargreeves had not crossed the threshold of the manor for some time. She wrung her hands together as she walked up to Five’s bedroom, crossing over into the next room for a larger space. Inside, she found a girl, frail and suspicious scanning her up and down before she paled some.

Turning to Five, his love shouted, “No. No, Five you can’t do this to me! Please! I swear, I’ll stop asking! Just promise me that you’re not about to do what I think you’re about to do!”

“Baby,” he whispered, pulling you into his arms, nodding at Allison as he restrained you. “I’m going to take care of you. Such good care of you, and you won’t be in pain anymore. Never again. Nothing will touch you again. Okay? Take a deep breath for me, Sweetheart.”

You writhed in his grip. “No. No.”

Allison took a deep breath, thinking of how happy her brother would be, and praying for that same happiness herself. “I heard a rumor that you forgot about what he did, and that you’re going to be calm and allow him to care for you exactly how he wants.”

~*~

The birds chirped outside of your window. A smile curled around your face as you looked upward at your boyfriend. You shook him slightly, smiling wider at the little groan he let out before he looked down at you, adoration shining through.

“Good morning, pretty girl. How did you sleep?”

“It was alright,” you chirped. “But I had the strangest dream.”

Something foreign flashed across his face, but he pushed your hair from your face and brushed his lips across it. “Oh really? Tell me what it was about.”

“Oh, nothing. Just a few blinking lights. It hurt a lot, but it’s fine.” You began to laugh. “None of it was real, anyway.”

His smile became strained, but he swept you up in his arms, carrying you down to the kitchen. “I know how terrible nightmares can be. All you need is a distraction, baby. What do you want to do today?”

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Dr. Stone Fanfic Self Aware AU

Title: The Stone World Paradox

Senku Ishigami x Reader

Summary: Senku Ishigami has been trapped in an endless time loop, reliving the same events from the moment civilization was petrified to the revival of Byakuya. No matter how much he deviates, the world resets—until she appears. Y/N L/N, an anomaly in his predetermined reality, disrupts the cycle just by existing. As Senku struggles to understand why the loop has finally broken, he finds himself facing an uncertain future for the first time. But maybe, just maybe, uncertainty isn’t so bad—especially with her by his side.

For the nth time, the world began anew.

Senku Ishigami sighed as Taiju Oki burst into the science lab, yelling at the top of his lungs.

"Senku! I'm finally gonna confess to Yuzuriha!"

The scientist barely reacted. He had heard these exact words too many times to count, seen the same determined look on his best friend's face, and experienced the same sequence of events play out again and again.

The stone world would begin. The petrification would happen. He would wake up alone. He would count the days. He would revive Taiju. He would revive Yuzuriha. He would clash with Tsukasa. He would build the Kingdom of Science. He would save Ruri.

Then, after what felt like an eternity, he will move on to make a time machine and he would find Byakuya’s stone body with the help of why-man and everyone.

And the cycle would begin all over again.

At first, Senku hadn't noticed the loops. It was subtle—fragmented dreams of things that had already happened, but he brushed them off as déjà vu. Then, after dozens, maybe hundreds of cycles, he realized something was deeply wrong.

The world was off.

People repeated their lines perfectly, as if reading from a script. Background characters, if not directly involved in the current scene, felt lifeless—as if they were NPCs in a video game, waiting for the player to interact with them.

Everything felt coded. Artificial.

And no matter how much he tried to deviate from his expected actions, the world always corrected itself, forcing events back on track.

Was this even reality? Or was he trapped in some kind of cosmic experiment?

Senku had long since stopped questioning it. If he couldn't change the loop, then he would just have to live with it. Its the most logical thing to do after all, its not like he has the power to go against that thing that is doing this.

Then something different happened this time.

It was the day Gen Asagiri was supposed to make his first appearance—the so-called mentalist arriving at the Kingdom of Science to assess whether Senku was truly alive, task to him by Tsukasa.

Senku already knew what was supposed to happen. He would be distributing ramen to the villagers, Gen would show up and dramatically demand Cola, and Senku would eventually win him over to his side.

But this time… Gen wasn't alone.

Sitting beside him was a girl Senku had never seen before., holding a bowl of Ramen as well.

She didn't exist in any of the previous loops.

His sharp red eyes immediately locked onto her, studying her as she approached with casual curiosity.

Gen smirked. "Oh my~ this Ramen will surely be more delicious with... what do you think? Cola is it~"

The girl—Y/N L/N—gave a nervous smile, shifting slightly behind Gen as if unsure of how to act in front of him.

And for the first time in countless cycles, Senku felt a shift in the world.

It was subtle but undeniable. The air seemed crisper, the colors more vivid. The villagers, who normally followed their pre-determined scripts, reacted to Y/N with genuine, unscripted curiosity.

She was an anomaly.

And anomalies were something Senku never ignored.

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Y/N had no idea how she got here.

One moment, she was living her normal life, obsessed with Dr. Stone, especially Senku Ishigami.

The next moment? Truck-kun did his thing, and she woke up in the Stone World.

At first, she thought she was dreaming.

Then she realized she was petrified.

Somehow, she had arrived in this world already turned to stone, only to be unpetrified by none other than Tsukasa Shishio, Gen Asagiri, and Ukyo Saionji.

It gave her credibility. She wasn’t just some random girl appearing out of nowhere— at least she had been part of the world’s history, past encased in stone like everyone else, before the petrification happened. Good thing its already over more than 3,700 years, no one will suspect that she in fact did not beling in this world... all but one that is.

When she first saw Tsukasa, she nearly had a heart attack.

When she saw Gen, she nearly screamed.

And when they asked for her name, she realized she had no idea what the hell she was supposed to do.

But if there was one thing she knew, it was that she wanted to see him.

Senku Ishigami.

As a fangirl, that is a must!!!

The moment Gen mentioned that he was being sent to check if Senku was alive, she jumped at the opportunity.

"Gen? Can i come with you? Please?"

"Oh? and what might be the reason our little angel wants to come see the village~"

"I'm just curious okay? to see a real life primitive village that is!!"

Now, here she was, standing in front of him, in the middle of the Kingdom of Science.

And the way he was looking at her made her skin tingle.

"You're looking at my partners in crim like sh was some type anomaly Senku Chan~~ "

"That's because she is"

"Eh?"

Senku didn’t believe in miracles. After all he was in this loop for so very long and nothing changes no matter what, so he really has no hope for that.

But Y/N?

She was something that defied all logic. she defied even this world's constant

The moment he saw her, his mind was already racing. Where did she come from? Is she here in the previois loop? If so how did she escape the loop? What made her different from everything else in this fake world?

For the first time in countless cycles, he felt… excited.

Interested.

It wasn’t just because she was an anomaly—it was because she made the world feel real again.

As the days passed, he watched how the people around her, around him changed.

Kohaku, Chrome, Suika, Kaseki even Gen—everyone acted more alive when they were around her. The scripted lines, the unnatural repetition, the lifelessness—all of it started to fade the moment she interacted with them.

She was disrupting the world’s pre-determined flow.

If Y/N could change things, then maybe—just maybe—he could finally break free from this loop.

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Senku wasn’t one for emotions.

Love, romance—all of that took a backseat to science.

But Y/N was different.

Y/N huffed, slamming her hands on the table. "Senku, you can’t just ignore the taste factor! If we're making sulfa drugs, we should at least try to make them less disgusting!"

Senku scoffed, rolling his eyes as he continued grinding ingredients into fine powder. "Oh sure, let’s waste time making life-saving medicine taste like candy. Brilliant idea, Einstein."

"Hey! I’m just saying, if the patient can’t even swallow it without gagging, what’s the point?!" Y/N argued, pointing an accusatory finger at him.

Senku smirked, adjusting his goggles. "The point is that it’ll save their life, Y/N. Newsflash—sulfa drugs aren’t a gourmet meal. If they don’t like the taste, they can suck it up."

Y/N groaned. "But you KNOW compliance is a thing! If it tastes like literal death, people might refuse to take it!"

"And if we waste time making it taste good, they might die before they even get the chance," Senku shot back, flicking her forehead lightly. "Science first, comfort second. That’s how it works."

Y/N rubbed her forehead, glaring. "You are so stubborn. Would it kill you to consider patient experience?"

"No, but it might kill them if we delay the process." Senku smirked. "Unless you’d rather go back in time and tell Alexander Fleming to sweeten up penicillin?"

Y/N crossed her arms. "Ugh! I hate it when you use historical scientists against me."

"I know. That’s why I do it." He grinned smugly.

Y/N sighed in defeat, then muttered, "Fine. But I’m still going to find a way to make them taste less horrible after we make the first batch."

Senku chuckled. "Knock yourself out, taste-tester."

The more time he spent with her, the more he realized how much she fascinated him. Her knowledge, her humor, the way she challenged him in discussions—she was brilliant. Annoying but brilliant nonetheless

She wasn’t just an anomaly in the world.

She was an anomaly in his heart. Kukuku Yeah he really is staeting to sound illogical in this one

The realization came slowly. At first, he brushed it off as mere interest. Then he rationalized it as curiosity. But the moment he caught himself staring at her for too long, the moment he found himself wanting to be near her, he knew—

He had fallen for her. Surprise. Surprise

And if there was anything he hated, it was unsolved mysteries.

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It took time, but together, they changed everything.

The Kingdom of Science thrived. The war with Tsukasa ended. They set sail. They conquered the world’s challenges. They face that creep Ibara. Have a science showdown with Dr. Xeno. Almost got brutally killed by Stanley. The world being petrified for the second time. Then facing Why-man head on.

And finally—

They found Byakuya’s stone body.

Senku stood there, staring at his father’s petrified form, and he knew.

The cycle was about to reset.

No matter what he had done, no matter how much he changed—the world would force everything back to the beginning.

...or at least that's what he thought...

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.

.

The moment stretched on longer than it should have. The cold, lifeless form of Byakuya Ishigami stood before them, his stone features frozen in time. The weight of the moment should have been clear—reviving the last of their fallen, the final piece of their journey.

But Senku wasn’t moving.

Kohaku tilted her head, confused. "Senku? Why are you just standing there? This is your father, right?"

Ryusui folded his arms, watching Senku with a raised brow. "For once, I have to agree. You should be pouring revival fluid on him right now, yet here you are, gawking like you’ve never seen a petrified person before."

Y/N, standing just a bit closer, nudged Senku with her elbow. "Oi, Senku, this isn’t like you. What’s with the hesitation? Don’t tell me you’re getting sentimental on us?" she teased, smirking.

Senku blinked, snapping out of his daze. "Tch. Sentimental? As if." He quickly turned his usual cocky grin on her, masking the storm raging in his mind.

Because this wasn’t right.

The loop was supposed to restart now. This moment—the very second they found Byakuya's statue—had always been the reset point. He should’ve been bracing himself to wake up back in his high school lab, hearing Taiju’s earth-shattering declaration that he was going to confess to Yuzuriha.

But nothing was happening.

Time was still moving forward.

Y/N sighed, shaking her head. "You’re acting weirder than usual, scientist. Are you gonna revive him or what?" She grinned, placing a hand on her hip. "Or are you waiting for a dramatic drumroll?"

Senku exhaled slowly through his nose. She was watching him. They all were.

His mind raced for an explanation—something logical to cling to. The loop should have reset, so why was everything continuing? Why was he still here?

Then his eyes flickered back to Y/N.

The anomaly. The one thing that never existed in any previous cycle.

Senku’s lips curled into a smirk as he pulled out the revival fluid. "Heh. If you want a drumroll, you’re out of luck. Science waits for no one."

With practiced precision, he poured the glowing liquid over his father’s petrified form, watching as the cracks formed, golden light illuminating Byakuya’s frozen features.

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Y/N, standing to the side, watched the heartwarming reunion unfold. A part of her felt a pang of longing—because, for the first time, she truly didn’t know what would happen next. This was supposed to be the final chapter, the last scene. But now?

Everything was unwritten.

As the group made their way back to the perseus, Y/N nudged Senku playfully. "You’re staring into space again, Ishigami. Are you secretly a softie now that your dad’s back?"

Senku rolled his eyes. "Tch. As if. I was just running calculations in my head."

"Sure you were," she teased, smirking.

Senku clicked his tongue. "If you had even an ounce of scientific prowess, you’d understand that thinking ahead is crucial."

"Oh, please. I understand science just fine. But unlike you, I also understand emotions," Y/N shot back. "Which, judging by that awkward hug, you still suck at."

"Hugging has nothing to do with science, and you know it."

"It has everything to do with being a functional human being."

"Functionality is about efficiency, not sentimentality."

"Oh my god, Senku, you are impossible!"

They continued bickering even as they returned to the ship, their voices echoing in the small quarters as the celebration back on Ishigami Village began.

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That night, in the quiet of his quarters, Senku lay staring at the ceiling. His arms were folded behind his head, and his mind raced, calculating, analyzing.

By all logic, the loop should have reset the moment they found Byakuya’s statue. Instead, time moved forward.

His mind kept coming back to one thing.

Or rather… one person.

Y/N.

She was an anomaly. She had disrupted the pattern. Could she be the reason the loop had stopped?

He sighed, closing his eyes.

If I wake up tomorrow… where will I be?

The thought unsettled him more than he cared to admit. For so long, he had accepted the endless cycle, the unbreakable script of this world. Now, for the first time, he felt the uncertainty of tomorrow.

And, to his own surprise, he hoped to wake up to a new day. Not another loop.

His last thought before sleep took him was of Y/N, her voice ringing in his ears.

"Oh my god, Senku, you are impossible!"

A small smirk tugged at his lips.

Heh. Yeah, well… So is she.

And then, for the first time in countless cycles, Senku Ishigami let himself sleep, truly wondering what came next.

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"Oi Ishigami Senku, you better wake you ass up. Your dad’s been resquesting for you. He wants to spend some time with his genius son."

His eyes snapped open. Instead of the white ceiling of his old science lab, he was met with Y/N’s face, her expression hovering somewhere between amusement and curiosity. The soft morning light filtered through the ship window, confirming what he already suspected.

The loop hadn’t reset.

Senku blinked, quickly masking his initial shock with a smirk. "Tch. That old man is way too sentimental."

Y/N crossed her arms, raising an eyebrow. "Oh, and you’re not? I distinctly remember a certain scientist hesitating for a solid five minutes before reviving him."

"That’s called making sure the experiment goes smoothly, not sentimentality."

"Right. Just like how you ‘logically calculated’ that awkward hug instead of freezing like a malfunctioning robot."

"Hugging isn’t a science. And for the record, my calculations were flawless, as always."

"Mhm. Keep telling yourself that, You leek Science Boy."

Senku let out an exasperated sigh, sitting up and stretching. "You’re really getting too comfortable calling me that, huh?"

Y/N grinned. "What can I say? It’s fun watching you pretend you’re not a total softie."

"You do realize that by scientific standards, you’re objectively incorrect."

"And you do realize that by human standards, you’re completely in denial?"

"Tch. You’re seriously exhausting."

"And yet, you’d be lost without me."

Senku gave her a sidelong glance, but instead of arguing, he just huffed out a quiet chuckle. "Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say."

For the first time in a long, long while, he wasn’t trapped in an endless cycle. No loops, no resets. Just… the future.

And, somehow, he didn’t mind that future that includes her by his side.

—END.

Never Again: Monkey D. Luffy x F!Reader

Tags: nsfw, breeding, fingering, guilt-tripping, baby trapping, and yeah, this one is just kinda messed up

Luffy couldn’t see anything but red when you announced your decision to everyone.

“I think,” you said, “it’s time for me to leave the crew.”

Everyone chattered amongst one another at the table, and you smiled softly, your brows creasing, “It’s been fun, but-“

A loud slam disrupted your departure speech. You lifted your head up to see Luffy, your boyfriend and Captain, with his fists against the wood of the table. 

Your eyes widened as you saw his face, his brows knit in anger and teeth clenched. His fist is bone white as he clenches it tight. 

“Don’t say stupid things!”

“L-Luffy-“

Everyone looks at the Captain with varying levels of worry on their face. Luffy never took goodbyes well, but he couldn’t let you go. He was attached to you at the hip, constantly hugging and kissing you. His face soured, and his stomach turned at the thought of you abandoning the crew. 

“You can’t leave us!” His voice cracks, “You can’t leave me!”

The room goes silent, and everyone waits for your response, but your lips purse together, not saying a word. 

Eventually, you speak up, “Please, don’t take it that way. I love you guys, you know that…”

Luffy furrows his brow and looks down at his food, steam practically coming from his body as hot tears well up in his eyes. 

This was stupid. 

And you were about to make a stupid mistake. 

But all he says is, “If you need to leave, then fine. Go ahead and leave us.”

“Luffy, I-“

Luffy’s lip quivers, and for the first time ever, you’ve heard him utter the phrase, “I’m not hungry anymore.”

Everyone looks shocked as he gets up from his chair and kicks the door to the dining room open, exiting the area. Everything is silent as you’re about to chase after him, but Robin puts a hand on your shoulder, “Perhaps we should give him some time.”

You simply look down at your plate, your own appetite ruined.

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Later that night, you sit in the crow’s nest, keeping watch. It might be your last time doing so. You sigh as you think that; your last time keeping watch? Was this really what you wanted? Before, you seemed sure about leaving the crew, but after Luffy’s outburst, you weren’t so sure. 

You really loved Luffy. You’d even go so far as to say he was the one for you. But… you didn’t know if you could be a Straw Hat anymore. You felt like you just held everyone back. After the two years you’d been separated, everyone grew much stronger, but you felt that you remained stagnant. After all, you were left on an island full of academic types with little room for learning anything new about fighting. At least when Nami was stuck with intellectuals, it was helpful to her fighting style.

You sighed; even though your body didn’t get stronger, your mind had become more skilled. You had thought multiple times about becoming the Straw Hats’ tactician, but you knew Luffy, he wouldn’t ever follow a plan, so you decided your new skills were nothing short of useless. 

You lean against the window, chewing on your lip as you ponder it. Even if you were useless, you didn’t want to leave… but all you were was a waste of space on the ship, an extra mouth to feed.

You feel like crying, but instead, you jump when you hear the hatch to the nest open. Out pops Luffy, an intense look in his eye. 

“L-Luffy-“

He stalks towards you and doesn’t say a word, kissing you deeply as you sit on the bench. You gasp against his lips as his tongue lolls out from his mouth, swiping against your smooth lips. 

He pulls back, his eyes blown wide and drool sliding down from the corner of his mouth, “You’re not leaving me.” 

“Luffy, what-“ 

Your sentence deteriorates into a moan as he attacks your neck with his teeth, nibbling and sucking at it. You toss your head back, whimpering as he has his way with your body. 

His hands unapologetically reach for your breasts, molding them as best as they can with your bra in the way. Your breath hitches as he licks up your neck, stopping at your earlobe. 

“Need to get this stupid thing off,” he straight-up growls into your ear before tearing your dress in half, leaving you clad in only your bra and panties. You want to cover yourself, but he grabs your wrists, pinning them to either side of you. 

His lips are back on yours again, his tongue prying your mouth open. You moan as he explores your mouth, his tongue massaging your own. 

As his lips are busy with yours, his hands move to your back, clumsily unclipping your bra and taking it off your body. He groans as he takes a handful of your breasts in each hand, pulling and twisting at your nipples. You arch into his touch, your eyes rolling back behind your eyelids.

Teeth clink together as you sloppily kiss, the action desperate and needy. Luffy doesn’t let up as he takes you into his lap, pushing your panties to the side. 

He rubs his rough fingers over your clit, coaxing more juices from your hole. You can’t help how you flutter and tighten from his actions, wanting him more than anything. 

His fingers slide inside you, and he immediately begins assaulting your frontmost walls, finger pads pressing hard against that sensitive patch within you. Your eyes roll back as Luffy mashes your g-spot, trying to get you to cum.

“Need you wet,” he growls, “Gotta have you squirt all over me.”

Your mouth hangs open, and you flush at his dirty words. Luffy didn’t usually talk much during sex, only saying how good you felt or letting out moans- so this was very different for you.

As he assaults your sensitive spot, you slap a hand over your mouth, causing him to work faster. He wanted, no, he needed to hear you call out for him.

You grab his wrist, but he doesn’t let up, and you finally cum all over his fingers. Your slick drops down his digits, and Luffy lets out a satisfied grunt. Your eyes are closed, but you hear the sound of a zipper running along a track.

He places you on the bench once more before standing up and taking you into his arms. You gasp when you’re picked up, but Luffy stretches his arms around your torso, wrapping you tightly. 

He’s holding you by your ass, gently lowering you down on his cock. He grunts in frustration as the head misses a few times, but finally, the tip pushes past your entrance. 

Luffy pushes you down all the way onto his cock, your pelvis pressed against his. You hold on to him tightly, your arms draped around his shoulders and your face resting in the crook of his neck.

It doesn’t take long before Luffy begins to pound into you. He never started off slow and certainly wouldn’t start now that you were about to possibly be gone forever. 

But he would make sure that wouldn’t happen.

He had to.

Your legs seize up as he holds you still, thrusting into you as you dangle above the floor. You knew he wouldn’t drop you, but it was still a bit scary to not be firmly planted anywhere. 

“Gonna… put a baby in you,” he huffs, “This way, you’ll never leave me!”

“L-Luffy!” You gasp, but he keeps going.

“We’ll be a family, okay?” He grunts, “You’ll be the mom, and I’ll be the dad, and we’ll have a baby!”

Your head goes dizzy at his explanation. He was planning on keeping you here by trapping you? A pit grows in your stomach, and suddenly you feel guilty for causing him to think of something so extreme. 

Luffy then lowers you back into the bench, unwrapping his arms so he can push your legs over his shoulders.

He groans above you, his forehead pressed against yours as he pounds into you mercilessly.

Your legs shake as his swollen head, glazed with your honey, ruts against your g-spot. Your eyes flutter shut as he works you over, his being feeling all-encompassing.

“Please, don’t leave me-“Luffy whimpers, his hips speeding up as he repeats it over and over like a mantra.

And before you know it, he’s bursting, cum flooding your pussy. You squeak as you feel it pool within you, some leaking out of your hole.

Luffy kisses you again between ragged breaths. He releases you and pulls back slightly, looking you in the eyes.

“Don’t leave me like Ace did.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

She’s a strong woman, Jinwoo thought.

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

She’s also kind. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Y/n called his name and he looked behind. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

… 

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

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

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

He still found it cute no matter what.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Extra:

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

Meanwhile the other shadows…

Beru: “As expected of our liege!”

Bellion: "Quite clever, my liege."

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

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──★ ˙🌟 ̟ !! gold star redemption program. 18+!

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✿ ─ synopsis: you are the new manager for team blue lock and you have a great idea to make the players get along better. after all, positive reinforcement worked really well on dogs, why not men? ✿ ─ characters: isagi yoichi, bachira meguru, shidou ryusei, itoshi rin, chigiri hyoma + kunigami rensuke referenced ✿ ─ cw: smut, fem!reader, she/her pronouns used, aged-up!characters(18+), pet names, kissing, penetrative sex, oral receiving/giving, semi-public sex, unprotected sex, hair pulling, overstimulation, rough sex, deepthroating/face-fucking, non-exclusive relationships, lots of jealousy, pda, use of foul language, suggestive themes, shidou is an asshole, rin threatens murder, somewhat proofread ✿ ─ notes: okay so every is going to ignore the logistics and mental gymnastics done to put all these guys on the same team and have any of this go on, right? cool. this work was requested by @anastasiablossomlove pls enjoy!

managing team blue lock was no task for a person of average conviction. anyone with less of a spine would be easily trampled and consumed by the members, all with big personalities and even bigger egos. you took to the role with exceptional organizational skills and a positive attitude that didn’t falter, even under the cold glares of the less compliant men of the team (cough cough itoshi rin cough cough barou shouei). before the end of your first week you had drafted up detailed and individualized meal plans, unique to each of them. by the second you had worked with the coach to create special training regimes that works towards their fitness goals while providing challenge and variety. right under their noses you dug your pretty fingers into every part of team blue lock, finding every issue and soothing every conflict, turning a group of somewhat wild animals into a well functioning machine with you at its core.

and not a detail slipped your eye. you could always tell when kunigami had pushed himself too hard in the gym by the stiffness in his shoulders. honestly you doubt you would’ve been able to convince him to let you help him if he wasn’t just as sore as you predicted. but the minute your palms were pressing into his back he was groaning in relief, “you’re an angel” grumbled under his breath. he’s a bit less embarrassed the next time around, blushing while asking you to fix him like you did last time.

you quickly took responsibility for doing chigiri’s hair before every practice and game. after seeing it fall out of its style and flap wildly in his face whenever he reached top speed on the field, you decided he needed something a little more reliable to keep it out the way so his eyes could stay on the ball. though when his hair was this soft, who could blame you for taking a bit longer than necessary, brushing through the knots and gently scratching at his scalp. plus, he didn’t seem to mind all that much, always red faced and all smiles, leaning into your touch. the thank you kiss he plants on your cheek lingers long enough to leave a matching blush on your face as a token of his appreciation.

being the backbone of their system earned you respect, acknowledgement, even affection from the overly friendly members of the team (cough cough bachira meguru cough cough shidou ryusei). no one could deny the benefits of having you around, always offering all kinds of helpful advice and showed not a shred of judgment when listening to their problems. and you weren’t exactly ignorant to the fact that your constant support was causing some of your new friends to become especially attached to you. maybe to someone else it would be a bigger concern, but in your eyes, this was only another opportunity to do more for your team.

that’s why you implemented the gold star redemption program to help motivate them. it was quite simple to follow, you had a chart with all of their names along with cute, slightly wonky doodles of them, and a list of ways to earn gold stars. from goals and assists to being on good behavior, whatever way they earn their stars, team members can then cash them in for certain prizes from you. the list had looked something like this…

2 ☆ = snack or drink of your choice 4 ☆ = a home cooked meal 5 ☆ = a kiss <3 7 ☆ = a massage <33 10 ☆ = private training session <333

the objective was to give incentives towards cooperation. not to mention, it’s always good to strengthen bonds with your team members. it seems, however, that you underestimated how much of your time this new system would take up. or maybe you just overestimated how easy it would be to keep up with the greedy desires of so many egoists at once.

ever since your arrival, anyone with eyes could see that isagi yoichi carried a torch for you. you let him talk your ear off for hours about tactics and players, never tired of his company or too busy for his rambles. it gets his heart thumping obnoxiously loud in his chest. so yoichi makes it his objective to dote on you as much as possible to try to make up for all the time you spend fussing over everybody else. always staying after practice to help you or walking you home. so when you start handing out stars for that kind of stuff, isagi is already making a steady income. he considers himself a gentleman, so at first he spends his stars on meals. and he’s more than happy to eat your cooking, stirring up all kinds of wifey fantasies in his head and enjoying his lunches with you. but at night, when he’s lying in bed, the big ticket item at the bottom of the prize board haunts him. and when he can’t take it anymore, he slips into your tiny little office that you share with the coach, a self-satisfied smile on his face when he lets you know that he just finished the stat sheets you asked him to fill out, earning him his tenth gold star. enough for one private training session.

in all the times you thought about sex with isagi, you’re not sure you ever pictured it to be like this. bent over your own desk, tennis skirt bunched up around your waist, your star player too eager to sink into your pussy to even push down your underwear. they stayed tugged to the side, thoroughly soaked from the way his hips meet yours in sloppy desperate thrusts. “i knew i needed to fuck you when i saw this skirt,” he confesses, eyes fixed to the point where you connect, mesmerized by the way his cock disappears inside you, “you’ve been tempting me all day, so be a good girl and take my cock, okay?” before you can respond he hooks a finger into the elastic of your panties to let it snap back against your skin, drawing a small yelp from you. he changs the angle to fuck you harder, deeper. you wonder if this could be the same sweet yoichi that carries your things and bashfully tells you your outfit looks good.

apparently that yoichi doesn’t exist once he’s balls deep inside you, all that’s left is the side of him you’ve only caught glimpses of when he’s dominating his opponents on the field. and if you thought that it was a chance encounter, you’re sorely mistaken as week after week isagi makes sure he earns his ten stars and you get to know just how mean he can be. his grip is always tight around your hair, whether it’s pulling and steering you into the position he wants or guiding your head down to take more of his dick. god forbid he asks you nicely for something like he always does when you’re not ‘training’. one time you even had the gall to suggest the idea to him and lived to regret it as now if you want anything from him, isagi is only accepting the most convincing of your begs. “c'mon princess, mind your manners, if you wanna cum then you’re gonna have to ask really nicely.” and no teary eyed puppy dog look will get you what you want, even when he makes getting your words out so difficult. truthfully, he never intends to be so hard on you, but having you crying and begging for his cock is the only way to soothe the devil on his shoulder that tries to tell him to take you for himself. in the aftermath, you start to recognize your yoichi again, sheepish in his apologies for how rough he was with you, kissing away the tears that run down your face. he’s lucky you’re too fucked out to charge him for them.

there’s not a world where you offer bachira meguru sexual favors in exchange for playing soccer and he says no. he was already gonna do that anyway, and now not only does he get to make even more of a game out of it, but his reward for winning is the cute little manager he’s had his eyes on for far too long? consider him sold. bachira knows it would be most fun for him to save up and have sex with you as soon as possible, but all of a sudden he has five and he’s itching for a kiss. one he decides to give you right before practice starts… in front of the whole team. but can you blame him? he’s already been waiting forever to feel those pretty glossed lips on his, you couldn’t really expect him to make it through the next few hours when he’s so close to getting what he wants. and you could maybe understand that, but was it really necessary to go for a full open-mouthed wet almost make out that left you panting when everyone’s eyes were already on you? you suspect not, but bachira doubles down, telling you it was of upmost importance that he got it in, else he wouldn’t be able to focus. he neglects to tell you that he overheard reo in the locker room talking about what he was gonna do now that he had five stars. shidou already made it very clear that he would be first to ten, so bachira had to be crafty in order to secure at least one first from you.

meguru was certainly one of the more needy players, right under nagi that required some form of encouragement every step of the way to get anything done. bachira usually does what you tell him to, but not without whining about deserving a prize for being good. quite frankly, you dread having to ask anything of him, because he is determined to be fully compensated for even the smallest of requests. even a task as easy as grabbing something on a high shelf was met with a cheeky smirk and a request for a kiss. and don’t think he’ll budge either, holding the item hostage if he thinks he can squeeze two out of you. it didn’t make it any easier that bachira didn’t possess a shy bone in his whole body, openly showering you in affection when the others were around, holding your hand and nuzzling his face into your collar. it was enough to make even a professional like you blush. he acted as if he was oblivious to the jealous stares of his friends, but the smug cat-like smirk he sends them and the way he only holds you tighter when you try to shyly brush him off gives him away. it may come as a surprise considering his reputation for being a bit delusional, but bachira tries to root himself in reality for once. he frequently reminds himself of the nature of your relationship and tries his best not let his imagination run wild with anything that would be beyond the boundaries you’ve clearly set. things like picturing himself taking you on dates, coming home to you at night, introducing you to his mom. they were all too dangerous to let his mind settle on them for too long.

and what better distraction than burying his face between your thighs. it’s hard to think of much when he hasn’t bothered to stop lapping at your cunt long enough to take a breath in a couple minutes. suffocating was the least of his concerns when the clench around his fingers lets him know your orgasm is just around the corner. meguru swears that your pathetic little whimpers and the slick dripping down his chin are like a straight hit of dopamine to his brain and he’s at real risk of addiction at this point. lidded amber eyes travel up to watch your expression twist into one of pleasure as you gasp out his name. now that catches his interest. when your vision clears and your brain is functioning again after that intense high, you search for his comfort as if you had done any of the hard work. but all you’re met with is that signature wild look that he gets when he brushing past the enemy team’s defense straight towards his goal. it’s your only warning that he’s far from tired and even farther from sated. “if i can keep going, so can you baby. i know you have more for me. jus’ need t’see you make that face one more time.” you have no room to protest, his tongue already finding your clit and working towards bringing you to the edge once again. by your fourth time cumming, you’re sobbing for a break and debating whether you should charge him four times over or give him a star for each one.

someone who was on board with your system from the second that you explained how it worked, was shidou ryusei. what better way to celebrate another one of his blood pumping, heart stopping performances than racing to the locker room to blow a load in his favorite girl while his teammates debrief with the coach? to him it was simple, you fuck him, you feed him, you take care of him, you spend time with him. shidou is, by all of his definitions, dating you. while some might be turned off by the idea of dating someone who isn’t offering exclusivity, he didn’t see it as much of an obstacle. not when he spent star stickers like a gambler on a slot machine, having you multiple times a week if the economy allowed it. and if he’s short a few, no worries, ryusei is quite the negotiator. it starts one week when he’s only missing a star or two, promising he’ll pay back the difference, you know he’s a good customer. it’s probably not a good idea to give in to him though, as the next time he wants a private training session, he’ll insist they’re only nine stars for him. he has made all kinds of fake coupons from 50% Off! to Buy One Get One Free! to even a homemade punch card in his own terrible handwriting. shidou was the first one to ever get a star taken away when he tried to give you an arby’s gift card in exchange for a blowjob. he didn’t try that tactic again.

the worst is when he tries to haggle in the middle of sex. your legs are thrown over his shoulders and his tip is kissing your cervix when he chooses to whine about not being able to kiss you because he has no stars left. he worked too hard to get good star credit, he can’t go into star debt!! “ and with his lips just hovering over yours, his hot breath fanning across your face, how could you say no? in a moment of weakness, you have unfortunately given an inch to shidou, infamous mile taker, and now it’s hard to get him to pay for any of his kisses, especially while he’s fucking you. you thank god that at the very least no one knows he’s been getting them for free… if only shidou would allow your life to be that easy. even worse than giving him an inch, you expected shidou to keep a secret. and you thought his big mouth was something you liked about him. until he’s using it to brag to everyone that he’s your favorite, practically your boyfriend, all because you let him get away with a smooch here and there. let’s just say you had to give out a lot of free kisses to smooth over the problem his bragging habits created.

honestly ryusei was starting to cause a lot of confusion outside of the team with his antics. what with his always hanging off your arm, giving you as much affection as you’d tolerate, calling you sweet nicknames. the people in your life were actually starting to believe you two were dating. not that shidou does anything to discourage such rumors, only grinning and agreeing every time someone mistakes you as a couple. hell, he was starting to get you confused, saying things during your training sessions that certainly didn’t fit the transactional nature of the act. “holy shit you’re so tight- love this pussy, l-love you so much. say my name. c’mon baby, say you love me and i’ll make you feel so fucking good.” and only because ryusei always makes good on his promises do you allow yourself another moment of weakness.

itoshi rin didn’t have much interest or faith in you upon first introduction. he sized you up as some nobody doing this whole manager thing as a fun extracurricular, so as long as you stayed out of his way he didn’t care what you did. with his luck, he shouldn’t be surprised that you were immediately in his way, extremely often, rambling to him about ideas and strategies that he had no intention on listening to. although even he could admit, he understood why the others were so easily charmed by you. he was wrong about how seriously you took your job. not that it changed anything. at least that’s what rin tells himself, but in reality your relentless efforts and endless dedication to supporting all of them was something that spoke to him, made him a bit soft for you. it didn’t help that you were his type in every sense of the word, your attractiveness doing nothing but make feigning indifference a lot harder for rin. your seemingly endless patience didn’t help either. you always responded in kind to all of rin’s harsh words and cold stares, never let his sour attitude deter your subtle acts of service like getting grass stains out of his uniform and making sure he stays unbothered during his yoga. against his will, he was slowly warming up to you, but you were still caught off guard when rin started cashing in his stars, even if it was just a meal. he had lots of them sitting idle on the chart waiting to be used, so you supposed it was only natural for him to get some free food out of it. but you were even more taken aback when a couple days later he requested a massage from you with insistence that he only asks because he’s been extremely tense as of late. which wasn’t entirely untrue. rin had been very tense. just not from anything soccer related like he’d like you to believe. he was tense from the stress of his budding feelings for you combined with the dread of knowing he probably will never have you all to himself. at least not with this stupid reward system in place.

he despises it. he absolutely hates going about his day knowing there are other guys, his shithead teammates, that are getting your time, attention, and affection for the price of a couple of stupid fucking stickers. he misses the days when shidou’s incessant bragging about how many times he was able to make you cum or bachira’s unnecessary details of what your pussy tastes like didn’t bother him. now his blood boils to hear them talk about you like that. that kind of anger makes it clear to him that being your friend was simply not an option anymore. which is how he settled on getting a massage from you. he would satisfy this overwhelming craving he has for you and go back to normal and be able to focus solely on becoming best in the world again without thoughts of you plaguing his mind. that was his hope going into it, but feeling your warm touch on his bare back, melting away years of untreated knots and neglected aches in his body, he could almost blush at the intimacy he feels. especially when that foreign kindness he loves so much is on display as you reassure him that there’s nothing to be embarrassed about and that you’re proud he finally put his pride aside long enough to let you help him. you’ve got him, hook, line, and sinker now. no use in struggling so hard, he supposes, as some part of him knows he’s doomed to fall sooner or later. perhaps it’s time to surrender. he fought a good fight, but his greed for you was candidly too tough of an opponent.

and to rin, surrender looked like asking you when’s the soonest he could book a private training session. you don’t think you could look any more shocked. rin had a quick turn around from someone you doubted even liked you, to someone reserving as much of your time as his stars could buy. the more often he was with you, the less time you spent giving those lukewarm brats the treatment he wants reserved for him. and he wishes he gave in a lot sooner when he feels the wet heat of your mouth around his cock for the first time. how fast he would’ve folded if he knew how pretty you would look on your knees for him. rin tried to be gentle and let you set the pace, but between hissing out curses and barely biting back moans, that same greed to get more from you has his hand twisting itself in your hair and pushing down on the back of your head. he couldn’t help it. and it was so worth it to watch you choke and sputter around his length but never pull away. he knew you weren’t a quitter. “shit, feels good… don’t stop,” he all but gasps, hips instinctively jumping to reach further down your throat, grip tightening when you try to come up for air. after a long moment of breathing through your nose you relax enough to let him ease himself the rest of the way in. rin sighs in relief when your nose finally presses against his pelvis. the way you look up at him starry-eyed and full of adoration made his chest feel heavy with desire to be the only one you ever look at. it drives him crazy that any guy on the team can see you like this, and that heartache has rin fucking your face to forget it. “fuckkk. don’t look away, eyes on me, g’nna cum in that pretty mouth.”

you couldn’t deny that your new attempt at encouraging the team had its kinks. while overall the amount of arguments that broke out between players lessened to keep on good star-earning behavior, you could tell that it came with its own set of tension creating problems. you also couldn’t deny that being pulled in every direction by men vying for your attention was both very time consuming and extremely gratifying, but you think you manage it well. save for when they were already pumped up with adrenaline from a game, that is when real issues arise. especially when a player from the enemy team thinks it’s a good idea to try and hit on the cute little lady holding the clipboard. fatal mistake.

it starts with your favorite pot stirrer, bachira, calling out from his position, making everyone else on the team aware of the situation. “no shot dude, she don’t want you! focus on losing!” you’re confident you can diffuse whatever is about to go down before you notice rin leaving the ball alone in centerfield to beeline straight towards you. threats are flying from his lips on approach, quick to get in the guy’s face, planting his hands on his shoulders to shove him back. “what the fuck do you think you’re doing? i’ll kill you if you don’t get the fuck away from her.” you think maybe you have a shot of getting rin under control if you just- your eyes widen in horror as a flash moves in from your peripheral. there are no words, just shidou drop kicking this poor stranger at top speed. you cringe as you watch shidou knocks this guy off his feet, cleats first, taking rin down with him. what a way to earn a red card.

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