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ミ✮ 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 #𝟑

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: fem!reader insert
[multiple pairings]

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2215

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: in which various characters get caught in an intimate moment with their significant other + their reactions

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: strong language, lowercase intended, barely proofread, purposefully repetitive blurbs (same concept, different font), by 'intimate moment' all i mean is kissing, kinda cringe

𝐕. 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐬 — i have to say this chapter is 2215 words too long. i honestly don't know why i created it <3

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[✰ 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 — 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬]

— 𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐚 ;  [y/n] and nobara leaned against a café's brick wall, the bustling city street fading into the background as their lips brushed together in a soft, stolen kiss. nobara's hand lingered on [y/n]'s cheek, her thumb gently tracing her skin. for a moment, it was just them—until a voice cut through the air.

"seriously? in public?"

a random passerby shot them a judgmental glance. nobara's eyes snapped open, and a sly smirk tugged at her lips. she pulled back just enough to look the stranger in the eye.

"jealous, huh? get lost."

she teased, completely unfazed, leaning back into [y/n] with a wink. her confidence radiated, but [y/n] could still feel the slight tremor of excitement in her grip as they both chuckled, ignoring the world outside their bubble.

— 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢 ; the training grounds were quiet, the setting sun casting a soft glow over the horizon. [y/n] stood close to maki, whispering something that made her laugh—a rare, quiet sound from the typically stoic sorcerer. without thinking, [y/n] leaned up, her lips meeting maki's in a quick, warm kiss. maki didn't pull away, but her sharp senses caught the sound of someone approaching.

yuta. the poor guy just wanted to train, but froze, eyes wide as he took in the scene.

"oh, uh, should i...come back later?"

his voice was awkward, as if he didn't know what to do with himself. maki rolled her eyes, her face slightly flushed, but not from embarrassment.

"you could have stayed out of it."

she muttered, giving [y/n] a smirk before pushing her glasses up, the warmth still evident in her gaze.

"don't look at me like that, got it?"

— 𝐦𝐚𝐢 ; the hallways of the zen'in estate were always a place of tension, but [y/n] and mai found a rare moment alone. hidden from the view of the stern elders and distant relatives, [y/n] reached up, pressing her lips softly to mai's. the kiss was a secret shared only between them, but they were caught far too quickly.

one of mai's older cousins passed by, eyebrows raised upon examining the blackmail material happening out in the open. it was too perfect.