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# birthday twin 🫂🎂

the morning seemed to flow just like water.

you were getting ready to have brunch with friends, leisurely doing your skincare and makeup before starting on your hair. picking your outfit took almost no time as you had an idea of your options from looking through your closet the night before.

a light colored sundress with small embroidered flowers was what you ended up choosing. not something you wore often but you thought you'd try to look good for your friends at the very least.

"you sure you don't want me to drive you?" a sleepy voice mumbles.

you're busy rifling through the jewelry box atop your vanity, but you look over your shoulder to respond.

isagi is sprawled across your mattress, buried under the blankets and looking quite cozy.

"no, baby, my ride's almost here. besides, you should rest before your afternoon plans, i remember how late you got in last night." you assure him.

you find the pieces you were searching for right before you phone vibrates in the pocket of your dress. your friend must be outside.

you move to stand in front of your boyfriend and lean down to kiss his forehead.

"happy birthday, baby. have a fun time with the guys, okay?"

isagi catches your wrist in his hand before you can stray too far. "happy birthday, hope you have the best brunch." he replies, kissing the back of your hand softly.

"you're so pretty," he says as you reach the bedroom door, "my girl."

it takes everything you have in you to go to brunch.

the next time you see your boyfriend is in his parents dining room. both sides of your family had planned an elaborate joint birthday dinner, graciously hosted in the isagi household.

he's dressed sharply, a button down with the sleeves rolled up and slacks with his hair pushed up and away from his forehead, likely due to his mother's insistence.

you've done an outfit change as well, trading the sundress for a flowy blouse and your "good" jeans.

isagi has you in his arms as soon as you get close enough. "you look nice," you say, greeting him with a kiss.

"you can thank my mother," he replies, hands settling against your lower back.

dinner with your families is a lovely affair. the food is delicious and the conversation is lively. and even though you and yoichi had insisted on no cake, his father picked one up anyway. "it's nice to have cake on someone else's birthday!" your nieces and nephews faces are of course covered in frosting moments after the group sings happy birthday.

it's dark out by the time you and isagi stumble into your shared home.

"i can get everything set up in the living room, could you just grab me a change of clothes please?"

soon, you're seated on your living room floor squished against your boyfriend. a small red velvet cake sits in front of you with two candles, as well as a bottle of champagne. the tv show the two of you were currently binging was playing across the screen.

"i still think we should have got a different cake flavor."

you gasp in offense, "yoichi this is my favorite cake flavor! we had yours last year."

he sighs before leaning over to light the two candles. "okay, you're up. make a wish, babe."

you think for a moment before closing your eyes and blowing one of the candles out. isagi follows suit before pulling the candles out.

you feed each other forkfuls of cake between laughter and sips of champagne.

later when the episode comes to an end and you're more curled into isagi's side than you were earlier you think about how grateful you are.

as if reading your thoughts isagi says; "i love sharing a birthday with you."

you lock eyes with him and feel as if you're about to start sobbing, "i love sharing a birthday with you too, baby."

the rest of the night is spent sharing kisses and quiet comfort, in you and isagi's little corner of the world.

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Omen 👣 insta

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I've been dead in the ground for long enough.

It's time to try living again.

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"I'm going to play Dark Urge, I'm going to play a Drow, I'm going to play a Half Elf Cleric of Selune-" No. I grow tired of filling Faerun with hotties and encouraging my party's fatherless behavior.

To remedy this I have made Your Dad, the ultimate 1:1 replica of the average New Jersey father to save the realm and put a stop to my party's sad, horny business.

And before you can even ask "oh what is the Guardian Your Mom or something" of fucking course she is you fool

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need to write for my love megumi as a way to cope with jjk s2

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# tint 🫦

reo is absolutely listening to every word you're saying.

of course he is. you two are on your first official date and he would be a complete asshat to not be actively engaged in conversation with you. listening attentively as you ramble about your hobbies and interests.

but he isn't. listening attentively that is, he's also not an asshat but he feels like he seems like one. it's not his fault though, not entirely. it's just that your mouth is so pretty. he can't hardly focus on the words they form when he's too distracted by the pretty tint that coats your lips.

they look sweet like a ripe strawberry, and he'd be a liar if he said he didn't want a taste.

he continues to watch your lips as they form words, but having no idea what you're saying. if he concentrates really maybe he can pull his attention away from the siren call of your sweet mouth.

huh. it looks like you're saying re-something. r e...r e....o?

"reo?"

your worried tone finally snaps him back to reality, your fingers curled nervously around the drink you'd ordered.

"yes?" he replies, feeling as though he'd just awoken from a trance.

"you looked a bit zoned out, i know i talk too much, sorry." you say, taking your bottom lip between your teeth.

that is almost enough to distract him once again but he remains strong.

"don't apologize. i enjoy hearing you talk, i just had something on my mind."

you nod, tucking a few loose strands of hair behind your ear, and give him a nervous smile.

much later when you and reo's date is over and he's walking you home, a hand on your lower back, you feel a bit sad that the day has come to an end so soon.

a few steps more and the two of you arrive at your door, the sadness feeling a bit heavier.

"you didn't have to walk me all the way up, you know? you could have just watched me walk into my very secure apartment building from your fancy car."

reo gives you a small smirk, reaching out to brush his thumb across your bottom lip.

"i gotta see you for as long as i can," he replies, "especially when you have a lip tint this irresistible on."

his eyes flash as he pulls his thumb away from your lips towards his own mouth.

you feel like your entire body has been set on fire.

with the smirk still on his lips, he tells you to dream of him, watching you unlock your apartment door and doesn't turn to leave until you are safely inside.

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# tint 🫦

reo is absolutely listening to every word you're saying.

of course he is. you two are on your first official date and he would be a complete asshat to not be actively engaged in conversation with you. listening attentively as you ramble about your hobbies and interests.

but he isn't. listening attentively that is, he's also not an asshat but he feels like he seems like one. it's not his fault though, not entirely. it's just that your mouth is so pretty. he can't hardly focus on the words they form when he's too distracted by the pretty tint that coats your lips.

they look sweet like a ripe strawberry, and he'd be a liar if he said he didn't want a taste.

he continues to watch your lips as they form words, but having no idea what you're saying. if he concentrates really maybe he can pull his attention away from the siren call of your sweet mouth.

huh. it looks like you're saying re-something. r e...r e....o?

"reo?"

your worried tone finally snaps him back to reality, your fingers curled nervously around the drink you'd ordered.

"yes?" he replies, feeling as though he'd just awoken from a trance.

"you looked a bit zoned out, i know i talk too much, sorry." you say, taking your bottom lip between your teeth.

that is almost enough to distract him once again but he remains strong.

"don't apologize. i enjoy hearing you talk, i just had something on my mind."

you nod, tucking a few loose strands of hair behind your ear, and give him a nervous smile.

much later when you and reo's date is over and he's walking you home, a hand on your lower back, you feel a bit sad that the day has come to an end so soon.

a few steps more and the two of you arrive at your door, the sadness feeling a bit heavier.

"you didn't have to walk me all the way up, you know? you could have just watched me walk into my very secure apartment building from your fancy car."

reo gives you a small smirk, reaching out to brush his thumb across your bottom lip.

"i gotta see you for as long as i can," he replies, "especially when you have a lip tint this irresistible on."

his eyes flash as he pulls his thumb away from your lips towards his own mouth.

you feel like your entire body has been set on fire.

with the smirk still on his lips, he tells you to dream of him, watching you unlock your apartment door and doesn't turn to leave until you are safely inside.

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Castle in the Sky

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Tenjou Tenge 天上天下 'Heaven and Earth' (1997) Artwork Illustrated By: Oh! great

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Golden Wolf

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# bows & barrettes 🎀

"feeling sleepy yet, sei?"

you and your boyfriend sit facing each other, cross legged on top of your comforter. your fingers are in his hair under the guise of styling it for him, and his thumb brushes across your knee, tracing some scar you got when you were a kid.

"mmm, almost. your fingers feel nice, babe."

you smile softly, pushing more of nagi's fringe back with a sparkly barrette and clipping into place against the side of his head.

you lean back to admire your work, various clips and bows are dotted through his hair. you clap your hands, grinning as you pick up a mirror to show nagi the fruits of your labor.

"ta-da!" you cheer, the mirror reflecting his image as he studies himself.

"pretty," he murmurs as he brushes his fingers briefly across a few clips and bows.

"it's not my best work," you say with a shrug, "but the model more than makes up for it."

nagi's cheeks tinge pink at your words but doesn't offer a response, still prodding at all the accessories in his hair.

"c'mere baby, lemme take some pics," you wave your phone with a smile.

you probably take 50 images, all incredibly couple-like; you kissing nagi's cheek, him kissing yours, your cheeks squished together. all resembling those extremely cheesy "aesthetic" couple photos you would find on pinterest somewhere.

the best ones go up on your twitter and insta respectfully, accompanied with a silly little caption about how much you love your boyfriend.

"enough," nagi says, snatching your phone out of your hands and tossing it to the other side of your bed, "pay me some attention now."

"you're so greedy, seishiro."

his hand moves to cup your nape, fingers sliding into your hair, eyes boring into your own.

"greedy? hmm, i guess." is his reply before his lips are on your own, tongue sliding into your mouth as he kisses you deeply.

when you part he's wearing a little smirk, taking in your dazed expression.

"s'long as you're greedy for me too."

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# bows & barrettes 🎀

"feeling sleepy yet, sei?"

you and your boyfriend sit facing each other, cross legged on top of your comforter. your fingers are in his hair under the guise of styling it for him, and his thumb brushes across your knee, tracing some scar you got when you were a kid.

"mmm, almost. your fingers feel nice, babe."

you smile softly, pushing more of nagi's fringe back with a sparkly barrette and clipping into place against the side of his head.

you lean back to admire your work, various clips and bows are dotted through his hair. you clap your hands, grinning as you pick up a mirror to show nagi the fruits of your labor.

"ta-da!" you cheer, the mirror reflecting his image as he studies himself.

"pretty," he murmurs as he brushes his fingers briefly across a few clips and bows.

"it's not my best work," you say with a shrug, "but the model more than makes up for it."

nagi's cheeks tinge pink at your words but doesn't offer a response, still prodding at all the accessories in his hair.

"c'mere baby, lemme take some pics," you wave your phone with a smile.

you probably take 50 images, all incredibly couple-like; you kissing nagi's cheek, him kissing yours, your cheeks squished together. all resembling those extremely cheesy "aesthetic" couple photos you would find on pinterest somewhere.

the best ones go up on your twitter and insta respectfully, accompanied with a silly little caption about how much you love your boyfriend.

"enough," nagi says, snatching your phone out of your hands and tossing it to the other side of your bed, "pay me some attention now."

"you're so greedy, seishiro."

his hand moves to cup your nape, fingers sliding into your hair, eyes boring into your own.

"greedy? hmm, i guess." is his reply before his lips are on your own, tongue sliding into your mouth as he kisses you deeply.

when you part he's wearing a little smirk, taking in your dazed expression.

"s'long as you're greedy for me too."

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Nagi Seishiro

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Do not blame me for who I am. The doctor prescribed me 20 mL of #sae x reader twice a day.

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# warrior 🗡️

"peel the legs up and back, downward facing dog. remember your breath."

the surface of your yoga mat was firm under your palms and your body shook a bit from the weight of holding yourself up, but you were feeling good.

you were about half-way through a half hour yoga video on youtube, which was being played on the large flat screen mounted to the wall.

sae had been occupied all morning into late afternoon, and to not bother him you had yourself in a bit of a cleaning frenzy but decided to calm down to a bit of yoga.

so to say that your soul nearly left your body when you feel a pinch to the fat of one of your ass cheeks would be a severe understatement. with a squeal you collapse onto your hands and knees, your head whipping to look back at the offender.

"sae! what the hell was that for?!"

you turn to sit with your legs under you, hands finding the remote to pause the video. all the while giving your boyfriend a questioning glare.

"you're the one with your butt in the air," he comments, as if that was explanation enough for his actions.

"yeah because i'm exercising, if you wanna cop a feel maybe wait until i'm not in a compromising position."

sae makes a face, as if mulling over your words, and then nods "duly noted, baby."

the next fifteen minutes are spent blissfully "sae-less" as you go through the various poses. it isn't long, however, until you feel fingers wrap around your ankle as you shift into warrior. with a tug you lose your balance and end up flat on your back, cushioned by your yoga mat.

sae hovers over you, a smirk tugging at his lips as he takes in your displeasure.

"unwrinkle that brow, baby. anger doesn't suit you."

you scoff, but still wrap your arms around his neck, one hand curling around his nape and your thumb brushing his jaw.

"and mischief doesn't suit you sae."

his smirk only widens, while his eyes darken. a big hand squeezes your hip before playful fingers dip beneath the waistband of your leggings. he hums as he leans closer to you, lips dangerously close to your own, and you can feel his breath against them as he lets out a small chuckle at your reply.

"i think you'll find it suits me just fine," he murmurs, before capturing your lips in a searing kiss.