mitsua

[mitsua]

hello everyone!! i'm so sorry i haven't been able to post as much this past weeks. i've been wanting to do so and try to upload at least the content i'm already done writing, but i haven't even had the time to edit it! (aka: putting colored-letters, fonts, images...) (ó﹏ò｡)

so while i really hope next week, as i'm gonna have vacations finally, i'm going to start posting again-a question has made its way onto my mind...

it's just because of curiosity and maybe to try and publish more about what you like the most, but i reassure you, it doesn't mean the ones who get less votes will disappear or anything like that!

if you've got anything in specific you like the most please let me know in the comments or by my messages, i don't have any problem with that. (๑'ᵕ'๑)⸝*

sooo, i'm really sorry to leave you in suspense without having something else to publish maybe the whole week, but i'll do my best for the upcoming ones! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝

[mitsua]

warnings: belittling, stalking, love obsession

reader's g/n

➻ Yandere needy influencer! who'd definitely believe if you're under the whatever followers he has by the moment, you could not label yourself as influencer like him.

➻ Yandere needy influencer! who could have met you on an event for big content creators as the one who was delivering the prizes, looking completely astonishing in your elegant yet fresh outfit you wore, just his type.

➻ Yandere needy influencer! who'd go through your social media, wanting to like every post and story but wanting to keep on the facade of being "misterious".

➻ Yandere needy influencer! whose sick tendencies would rose quicker than not and ends up asking you on a night you two went to a party if you'd want to go on a date with him the very next day.

➻ Yandere needy influencer! who'd try his best to give you big hints of his crush on you. (it's your decision or more to your perception if you follow his game or ignore it).

➻ Yandere needy influencer! who'd like to prank you from time to time, even asking his fans to suggest the next things he's gonna do with you, always adding a last twist to his liking to give more impact.

➻ Yandere needy influencer! who once made a prank who got you on serious problems and for that, stopped talking to him for almost a month. in that time he'd certainly go crazy and start with his daily routine of following you around to know your alright even though he spammed your notifications hundreds of time per day.

➻ Yandere needy influencer! who needs to wear the comfiest yet the simplest clothes to not drag attention and be identified by any fan when he goes following you.

➻ Yandere needy influencer! who one drunk night led him to your house, crying, babbling out apologies and you could only stand and consider forgiving him just to be done with his shouting.

➻ Yandere needy influencer! who once you forgave him, would clung to your arms and keep on crying how lonely he felt without you and how you literally brighten up his days and made him go through so much so you now need to compensate him in some way.

"finally i get to be with you again! now you apologize to me for making me go through that hell without you!"

here's my yandere OC's m.list if you wanna read more! remember you can ask to be tagged at any of the fandoms i write for ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡

[mitsua]

DO YOU SEE HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU?

synopsis: a yandere who is a crybaby tries his best to maintain you now that you were kidnapped by him, but the moment he arrives home from work you notice his eyebags, and when he hears you call for him the first time, his whole self crumbles infront of you. (4.3k) warnings: love obsession, kidnapping, anxiety, depression, anger issues, self-harm, overworking, cursing, overthinking reader's gn a/n: literally my desired type of yandere... let me know what you think about it, i love reading your opinions!

he has kidnapped you weeks ago now, and ever since then, you have not spoke for the life of you. he even tried hearing anything you might get to say when you're all alone through the cameras he had installed for your arrival at his home, but to no avail—you haven't said anything.

he knew you might be struggling—he knew you would since the beginning—he knew you would take your time to get accostumed to this new and strange life with him, but had hopelessly thought it would be quicker and softer than whatever it's happening right now.

he knew you liked to talk yourself out whenever you were alone (or thought you were), so he didn't get it how were you standing so strong on your need to not say a word.

whenever he asks if you are hungry? if you're thirsty? cold? bored? you just look at him with those dull eyes of you, which of course had given him chills on more than one ocasion now, and he doesn't like that either—but what else can he do? he's in the edge of collapsing.

he's done everything he can to finish off work as quick as possible and try to spend more time by your side and see if something could change, expecting a miracle to happen so you'd be in a better mood and maybe finally telling him a simple yes or no when he asks if its ok to cuddle that night with you. he'd end up doing it whatever you say though—but maybe, just maybe, if you do use your voice to tell him not—he'd obey. he's got that desperate nowadays.

you got him going crazy, mind spiralling so much these days he can't focus on anything but trying to remember your voice and searching—thinking of anything that might get you to talk to him.

he's begged, he feels miserable admitting it, but he's gotten on his knees and pleaded you to voice at least one of your thoughts, to insult him or tell him how angry you feel with him—but none of that ever comes. he's left in tears, facing the floor with bruised fists of so much hitting the ground in desperation.

did you know what you were doing to him? he always thought you did, because if you didn't, you wouldn't deprive yourself so much in the sake of seeing him suffer—would you? he really hopes not, he already thinks you hate him enough but not to that extent.

weeks had turned into months and he's gotten promoted on his job to a higher rank without knowing why 'cause he's been more scattered than usual—whatever, now he's gotten a higher salary, he planned on spoiling you even more. he doesn't plan on hurting you to talk to him, no no, it's the other way around—he plans on making you the happiest ever to get to see you recover to your normal self—to smile at him.

however, as this new rank had its perks, it had its drawbacks as well. he wouldn't spend much time with you anymore and that got him thinking twice about signing the papers—but as his more depressed voice on his mind told him—if you aren't talking to him now, maybe if you miss him enough you'll do, and when he goes back home with lots of presents for you, you'll change your mind about this silent treatment nightmare.

yeah. he'd take the offer.

he didn't expect the work to be as insufferable as it has come to be, he's gotta deal with lots of clients a day while going in and out of meetings with some superiors while teaching juniors how to start with the business. to say he's going even crazier would be an understatement—he's losing his sanity.

however, something peculiar about him is that he doesn't like lashing out with the first person who makes him snap, no, he's a sensible man—a crybaby. he doesn't scream his lungs out when things aren't going his way, he doesn't grab by the collar a stupid costumer nor does he slap the shit out of those who take advantage of him because of this same reasons—he just cries, cries and hurts himself as he punches the walls that protect his dignity even by being all alone and letting all his feelings flow along his tears.

so he arrives home one of this tiring and stressing days—expecting you to be locked on your shared room, hugging your knees as close as possible to do not meet him in the eye—he expected everything to be as quiet, as cold and as dark as a cave.

he's been dealing all by himself the tasks of taking care of yourself, he's prepared some meals and had ordered take out every now and then as well, he's bought you some clothing and let you choose yourself via app to order some more or even things for hobbies he knew you had before taking you captive.

he knew the routine by now, and thinking about repeating it all over again day and day didn't bother him at all as long as he had you much than now.

he's wearing himself out for some dream he knew wasn't bound to happen until you'd let it—until you love him. until you love him too.

he was pretty confident on himself before kidnapping you it'd come to happen one day or another, but having been as long as it has already been, he's not sure anymore.

you weren't showing any signs of letting your guard down, of trusting him even a bit, nothing—you just looked so empty.

or that's what he thought at least.

when he'd first taken you from away from your life you were scared, angry, anxious and mostly, sad. you couldn't comprehend your thoughts as your mind raced miles per minute with everything that was happening at once.

there was this man who had come up with you and messily but sort of sweetly confessed his love to you, a very intense one as he let see. the next second—as you told him you didn't know him so you politely rejected his feelings—he was on you putting a cloth on your mouth and nose.

when you woke up, you were on a place you had never seen and the same man appeared and gave you a welcome—with a sheepish smile and looking like a teenager in love—told you to feel comfortable around here and to not be afraid to ask for anything, that he'd provide all your needs in the blink of an eye.

you were incredulous, you couldn't believe he was so devoted to you as to know each and every one of your likings, dislikes, hobbies, prefered music, everything. maybe he even knew you better than you knew yourself—it scared you.

how were you expected to respond to all that love bombing? you were scared and sad when he'd explained you wouldn't leave the house ever again, or atleast until he deemed it possible, as he still thought you would try to escape from him—and of course you agreed on your mind.

but you were that afraid of anything he might do that your body wouldn't obey you. you wanted to scream so loud but the only thing that ever came out were tears of frustration—tears holding the deep feelings you were holding from not talking for so long with someone else—even when he's been a "gentleman" and asked you to talk to him so many times.

you just wouldn't budge, sometimes because of the anger, some others because of fear and mostly nowadays because you were giving up your life altogether.

no one has come here, to wherever this house was. when he's turned on the tv there were no reports on missing people, you didn't have your phone either so you got no messages from family members or friends asking where were you or if you were ok, you missed all of that and wish you could matter some more to all of them to have already found you. but they hadn't—they weren't really looking that deep on anything for time to have passed so slow yet so fast that it'd already been half a year and there was nothing from them.

no one cared about you—or so you thought until you saw him one day arriving to the house looking so tired, with eyebags so marked and sluggish steps going straight to the bedroom to leave his suitcase and greet you as usual with the same sheepish smile and a kiss on your forehead. you thought no one cared about you—but as he then dragged his tired body to the kitchen to get started on making your favorite dish for the nth time on the month, you weren't so sure anymore.

you were starting to trust a little bit on him, but reprimanded yourself so hard on your mind that you were left exhausted mentally everyday with your dilemma.

you needed to distract yourself, you couldn't bear that all the things you were bottling up on your throat before they could even taste the tip of your tongue would always swirl around your mind and dreams to get turned on nightmares being awake or not so often now.

so you got up from the bed one day and took tiny and doubtfull steps to the kitchen after your kidnapper had left for work—not without giving you your forehead kiss of course.

upon arriving to your today's destiny, you put on the apron he's showed many times before to you telling you he bought specially for you for when you're on the mood of joining him to help on preparing the food for the day.

a smile crossed your features without knowing. it had a design of your favorite animal on a cartoonish style printed cutely on it.

you got a look around the shelfs and the refrigerator to mentally make a list about possible recipes you could get done with everything there is.

before living whatever the hell this all has been you see—even if you weren't so doted on it—you liked cooking. trying out recipes only you could mix up and to your contentment, the majority of your dishes would end up being to your family's and friends' liking.

you got absorbed on making a specific dish that your bad thoughts were all forgotten and replaced by the thought of seeing your plate finished and the smile of your captor when seeing it.

how would he react? would he be angry? suspicious of your sudden actions? there's no poison around here so there would be no need for him to worry about anything like that though...

you admitted you would feel a bit sad if he were to talk badly about your cooking skills, but still were adamant on trying to get it done, so persevered and as the clock hit the time he was supposed to get out of work as he's told you weeks ago for his new rank, you had plated two sets of your soup and main dish along a mini dessert at the sides.

you felt anxious—your stomach wasn't as hungry as you thought when you smelled the soup cooking up minutes ago, no—you were nervous.

as some time passed and the clock hit the next hour, you decided to take a shower to hopefully get the warm water to calm your racing heart and wild butterflies in your belly.

you put on some of the clothes you've chosen and accesories he's bought you that made you feel comfortable to turn on the tv and continue watching a movie.

however, you kept glancing the clock every five minutes approximately and grew even more anxious and disappointed when it had passed two hours since he was supposed to arrive.

he's has never begged so hard for earth to just swallow him up so many times before in a day but here he was. his boss had left on unannounced vacations for a whole month and dumped all his responsibilities on him while a new course had opened for recently graduated juniors to get experience on the area, and just when he thought it couldn't get worse—an important partner of the company had demanded a meeting with the same person missing for some stupid vacation on miami now of all times.

everytime he turned around at any room there would be a new person or a colleague asking him for favors, questions he's felt he's answered hundreds of times already, to sign so many papers he's not sure he's really doing his best to keep his signature the same 'cause his hand hurts so much. his feet are aching and his headache is doing nothing but making the day feel endless.

he wants to arrive home already—he wants to go with you even if you'd just look at your arms or knees instead of him—he's one hundred percent sure that'd be better than all this chaos.

he hadn't had the time to check out on you now that he thinks about it. but just as that thought occurs, another phone rings and he has to sit on a new chat with an angry client, slowly getting so overwhelmed with it that he forgets about checking the app on his phone that had become a salvation for moments like this—where he sees your every movement around his house, even if its not that much.

and just as he had thought—the workload wouldn't let him go rest at his designated time, no, it would prolong until two more hours later of suffering. he wanted to cry so bad now.

when the last colleague had left and the company's lights finally turned off, he almost felt his soul leave his body from relief.

he tried his best to grab his things and return home as quick as possible, but his swollen feet from all the walking around offices, dizzy mind and buzzing ears made it an impossible task. he stumbled upon every stone on his path to his car, almost crashed it and could be seen sleeping on every red light.

he wanted to be with you right on that instant so badly he swore he could die happily even if that was the last thing he did.

as he parked his car and as carefully and silently as he could opened the front door to do not wake you—he let out a sigh he didn't know he was holding all the way until here, closing his arms and trying to stretch his legs for the muscles to relax now that he's in a safe space.

when he opened his eyes, the first thing he noticed was the turned on tv with the netflix warning reading "are you still watching?" for when a show had ended but no movement was made after some minutes. then, his eyes instantely fell on the back of your head resting on the couch of the living room. he took more steps in in the way of your bedroom to leave his suitcase as always—but the scene before it left him astonished.

the table was set up—cutlery placed neatly and deliciously looking food put on the bowls and plain dishes it made his mouth water almost instantly, but most importantly, his heart started beating fast and his cheeks reddened. soon, his eyes let out all his frustrations from the day into salty tears and broken sobs came from his dry throat and deeply overwhelmed mind and heart.

you had prepared it. you prepared all this for the two of you. the set for the other person accross the table was untouched which meant you hadn't eaten either. you were waiting for him too—you waited for him. to eat dinner—to eat dinner together.

he felt like he died and reborn once more. he wasn't taking it easy and dropped his suitcase without thinking the noise would startle you. his hands going straight to his eyes to stop his with his waterfalls and choke down his sobs.

you woke up startled by the noise of... him crying? oh no, he'd arrived and you've fallen asleep! he's already seen the surprise but maybe he hadn't like it? you felt terrible, your stomach dropping upon seeing him desperately rubbing his eyes and crumbling on the dining room's floor.

you got up and came behind him, taking into account that because of his loud crying he hadnt' noticed you. you got worried for him—just as you got worried all those times ago when he'd cry and beg for you to talk and look at him—you didn't like seeing him cry, but he wouldn't stop.

so you spoke.

"hey," something as simple as that but you did it. something you hadn't done for the almost seven months you've been trapped with someone you barely knew but had told you he'd fallen deeply in love with you—with someone who'd spent everyday since then showing you—his in fact—endless love for you.

he stopped his crying immediately, shoulders tensing and mind short-circuiting. did you just—did you just talk to him?

"i-i'm sorry if it's not of your liking, i-i just-i just thought about making dinner but never really asked for permission-i'm-i'm so sorry"—you rambled, now that you started speaking you couldn't really stop yourself anymore.

your mind now freely spoke everything it came to it, forgetting about the overthinking you did about the right moments or right words—you just did it.

he wasn't really reacting. how could he? he didn't know what to do or say—many things he's dreamed of had happened in the spawn of five minutes since he's arrived.

he turned slowly to face you, the light hitting him from the back didn't let his swollen red eyes and runny nose from all the crying be seen easily—but you could see his form shivering—he's holding his tears back now. just as you got surprised by the sudden recover of your voice, he also was.

so you spoke up again, but this time with your actions.

you took some steps closer to him—coming face to face with his chest as he was a lot taller than you—and wrapped your arms around him.

you were doing anything before thinking further on it, really. he started crying even harder this time. almost making you retract yourself but you didn't—you didn't want to let go.

he's proved you he would mantain you—he's given you some kind of freedom under his roof and brought you so many things that on your previous lifestyle you could only dream of. he's talked for the two of you all this time you were deprived of it—even if he felt bad about it—he never hurt you or said bad things to you. he encouraged you to, he really demonstrated he did all of what he did because of love.

and you've fallen for it.

now that he had everything he's asked for he couldn't react as he thought he would. he thought that whenever it was that you would hug him first, he'd instantely reciprocate the affection and drown you whole on it. he'd smother you with tons of kisses and tell you so many cheesy lines even he'd feel grossed out from them, but he wouldn't care 'cause you wouldn't care either, you'd be happy—happy together.

after some minutes of you holding him together on your arms as he sobbed out uncomprehensible lines and looked at you through blurry eyes, you ended the hug and unconsciously moved your hands to take place on both of his cheeks so sweetly—so carefully as he if he's made of porcelain—and stared into his eyes so deeply his knees got weak, your eyes were full of love—they were screaming it—he could hear it.

you've fallen for him—you've really done it.

you looked from his wide-puppy-like eyes to his lips as if asking permission for sealing this silent promise of eternal love you've sentenced upon the two of you since you hugged him.

he nodded his head a little and sucked in a breath as if preparing for what's to come. you reached closer—neither closing your eyes just yet until you connected your lips with his.

it felt as if the world stopped for seconds—it felt right—so damn right. he finally got rid of his frozen posture and placed one of his hands on behind your head and the other on your hips to pull you closer, while you focused on laying all your emotions for him on that kiss—that special and never-forgettable moment you'd just share.

you lasted some seconds more until he pulled away to look at you in the eye, look at you already looking at him—not like all those times in the past when he'd have to search for your eyes—you shared the same warmth as he's shared for you all this time until now, for him.

"i love you so much," his mouth let out, reciting it out in the open once again as he's done for so many nights on the past even if you didn't tell him anything.

but to his surprise, today you'd decided to reciprocate it. "i love you too."

four words, eleven vocal tones united to form four words that all come together meaning such a common yet powerful feeling humans feel for another—another human or thing, moment or memory—this being confessed only when seem proper, mostly when two people mean it, not without a risk of course—risk of losing it all but said with the confidence of it not happening. said with the hope it won't—hoping this love would flourish into something deeper and comfortable in many forms, the forms of a house, a family—an eternity together.

four words that made him remember why he's loved you so much and felt all his time spent on you was worth every single second.

"i'm so happy with you, i-i love you," he repeated, this time taking your hands on his bigger ones, and his smile so big that his teeth were showing and eyes almost closing resembling that of a child getting the latest toy they wanted.

you squeezed softly and started to walk without letting go, to the table—only doing so when you went to take out the chair for him to have a seat and gently indicating him so, picking up the cold plates and going to warm them up in the microwave.

he's eyes never left your form—just as when he'd watch you while doing paperwork through the cameras—he was and would always be infatuated with you. he felt so blessed in that moment and thanked whatever came to his mind for what was happening.

as much as he'd like to help you out right now—he just felt so tired and so enraptured with your movements that he stayed still until you returned with the food and placed it down again on its place, smiling softly at him and taking a seat too.

he took the first bite, already thinking it would taste delicious if it came from you, savoring it he noticed how wrong he was—it tasted heavenly. his face relaxed and he started eating faster, devoring everything as his now more than empty stomach begged for some food after the long hours he's spent without eating.

you took it as a good sign and felt relieved—finally digging in—you both finished fairly quickly and as you were about to wash the dishes, he came behind you saying, "let me get those done, you've already cooked for the both of us, it's the least i can do."

"no, you've just come from working, and if i decided to cook then i'm in charge of cleaning them too." you defended, taking the gloves and almost putting them on before he negotiated, "then what about doing them tomorrow, i'm so tired right now i'd like to just hug you all night." he smirked after seeing you ponder for a bit, he got you.

"fine... i'll-i''ll wake up early to clean them before you even think of doing so!" you claimed, taking off the gloves and tangling your arm around his, both of you walking to the bedroom.

"i'll undo the bed, you can go change," you offered, going up to it and starting to place the decorative pillows on the armchair next to the desk in the bedroom—where he'd often spend restless nights firstly figuring out his plan to get you, and when he'd gotten you—nights planning out how to get you to fall for him, now he's watching you place those pillows yourself, undoing the bed and taking place on it as if you were already a married couple.

he changed to his pajamas carelessly, tossing his uniform on his wardrobe and shoes long-forgotten somewhere on the carpeted floor of the dressing room that covered the whole bedroom as well.

he then let himself fall on the bed, arms looking out immediately for your body and wrapped gently yet tightly around you, taking a deep breath on the side of your neck and letting all his worries vanish from his mind by having you all to himself like this.

"good night," you whispered, hands going to play with his hair and caressing it softly as if petting a cat, he felt like he'd most definitely end up purring too.

"good night, my love."

here's my yandere OC's m.list if you wanna read more! remember you can ask to be tagged at any of the fandoms i write for ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡

[mitsua]

WOULD THEY PEEL A TANGERINE FOR YOU?

BE CAREFUL WITH: curse words INGREDIENTS: fluff and comedy DESC. their reactions if you ask them to help you with this very difficult task TOTAL (WORDS' COUNT): $349

dividers by @cafekitsune / i don't own any of the images used, i just edited them.

I. the ones who do it without second thought

"yes, of course darling", they say after quickly grabbing the tangerine from your hands and start peeling it skillfully or maybe a little clumsily, still, the act is appreciated.

๋ ࣭ ⭑ BNHA: Izuku Midoriya, Kirishima Eijiro, Sero Hanta, Mirio Togata ๋ ࣭ ⭑ HQ!: Hinata Shouyo, Asahi Asumane, Kiyoko Shimizu, Ittetsu Takeda ๋ ࣭ ⭑ JJK: Satoru Gojo, Kento Nanami, Toge Inumaki, Yuta Okkotsu, Choso, Aoi Todo, Noritoshi Kamo, Nobara Kugisaki ๋ ࣭ ⭑ GBS: Ryuuchi Kashima, Keigo Saikawa ๋ ࣭ ⭑ OM!: Mammon, Beelzebub, Diavolo, Barbatos, Simeon

II. the ones who do it doubtfully

"huh, you don't know how to do it? don't worry, I can teach you, look"—they start peeling it off slowly for you to watch closely and learn (if you really don't know) or start giggling from their cute reaction.

๋ ࣭ ⭑ BNHA: Shouto Todoroki, Tenya Iida, Tamaki Amajiki, Nejire Hadou, Momo Yaoyorozu, Aizawa Shouta, Takami Keigo, Shigaraki Tomura ๋ ࣭ ⭑ HQ!: Tobio Kageyama, Tadashi Yamaguchi, Ryonusuke Tanaka, Daichi Sawamura ๋ ࣭ ⭑ JJK: Megumi Fushiguro, Takuma Ino, Suguru Geto, Kokichi Muta ๋ ࣭ ⭑ GBS: Keigo Saikawa, Yoshihito Usaida, Hayato Kamitani, Maria Inomata ๋ ࣭ ⭑ OM!: Lucifer, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Barbatos, Solomon

III. the ones who tell you to fuck off, regretting it after seeing you sad

"what? no." as simple as that, they refuse your wish and shoo you away. 'you can't give up just now', you think, so try once more—this time making a pouty face that would be incredibly difficult to resist. they end up groaning while snatching the fruit from your hands and do it rapidly to stop that devilish smile you're giving them.

๋ ࣭ ⭑BNHA: Katsuki Bakugou, Neito Monoma, Aizawa Shouta, Shigaraki Tomura, Dabi ๋ ࣭ ⭑ HQ!: Tsukishima Kei ๋ ࣭ ⭑ JJK: Momo Nishimiya, Fushiguro Toji, Sukuna Ryomen, Kokichi Muta ๋ ࣭ ⭑ GBS: Hayato Kamitani, Maria Inomata ๋ ࣭ ⭑ OM!: Solomon

IV. the ones that do not give a shit about it

"hey, i asked if you can help me!" you exclaim after they just fled away from your sight when you asked them to. so sad, probably they already know what this is about and they do not wish to be part of it.

๋ ࣭ ⭑ Katsuki Bakugou, Aizawa Shouta, Shigaraki Tomura, Dabi, ๋ ࣭ ⭑ HQ!: Tsukishima Kei ๋ ࣭ ⭑ JJK: Toji Fushiguro, Ryomen Sukuna ๋ ࣭ ⭑ OM!: Belphegor

V. the ones who don't know how to peel it, but still try

"Uh... uhm, I don't know how to put this... I've never peeled a tangerine off", they confess, head low in embarrassment. you smile sadly to their response, trying to cheer them up, you end up peeling it off to show them how to do it. after this, rest assured, you'll have your back covered if peeling tangerines is what you need.

๋ ࣭ ⭑ BNHA: Denki Kaminari, Izuku Midoriya, Tamaki Amajiki, Mirio Togata ๋ ࣭ ⭑ HQ!: Hinata Shouyo, Ryounusuke Tanaka, Yu Nishinoya, Ittetsu Takeda ๋ ࣭ ⭑ JJK: Itadori Yuuji, Kasumi Miwa, Takuma Ino, Choso ๋ ࣭ ⭑ GBS: Ryuuchi Kashima ๋ ࣭ ⭑ OM!: Mammon, Leviathan, Asmodeus, Diavolo, Simeon

VI. the ones who fake not knowing how to peel it

it probably started off as the latter one, and as you are about to tear a part from the tangerine, it getting caught with your nail uncomfortably, you wince and catch your partner's sly smile. "oh you're gonna pay for this"—yeah they won't ever refuse to anything you ask ever again.

๋ ࣭ ⭑ Hitoshi Shinsou, Neito Monoma, Sero Hanta, Mirio Togata, Nejire Hadou, Takami Keigo, Dabi, ๋ ࣭ ⭑ HQ!: Yu Nishinoya, Daichi Sawamura, Koshi Sugawara, Keishin Ukai ๋ ࣭ ⭑ JJK: Satoru Gojo, Takuma Ino, Suguro Geto ๋ ࣭ ⭑ GBS: Yoshihito Usaida ๋ ࣭ ⭑ OM!: Satan, Asmodeus, Belphegor, Barbatos, Solomon

˚ ༘ ೀ ⋆ ｡˚ ˚ ༘ ೀ ⋆ ｡˚ +6 peeled tangerines

[mitsua]

READ THE CHAT IN ORDER TO UNDERSTAND

so, the next time, as you arrive with those messages replaying like a broken record on your mind, a burning sensation on your cheeks, you see Lucifer—indeed sleeping on his desk once again.

you lean down but retreat almost immediately, your mind playing tricks with you—why couldn't you just do what he told you since he's given you permission and even better, encouraged you to do it.

as you come close to his sleeping features once more, you decide to rest your hand gently on his hair, brushing some strands out of his face and smiling unconsciously at the sight of him like that.

you wish you could make him sleep properly more often. you've gotten Lucifer to go to bed in the past, but it still doesn't beat the number of times he's pulled all-nighters.

your pondering is cut short as you feel him lean a little more to feel more of your warm hand on his scalp, making you yelp and take it back quickly.

then he grunts in annoyance and you decide to better leave it at that, that you could go back tomorr-

"and where do you think you're going?" the demon questions, fast reflexes holding on your wrist firmly.

you stuttered out an incoherent response, making his brows frown, he must be sleepy because he couldn't hear you right even with his great hearing capacities.

then you confirmed the thought as he pulled you into his arms and placed his head on your collarbone, there's no way he's taking in on your scent and getting comfortable as if it was very normal to have you sitting on his lap and sleep just like that.

for a moment you've forgotten why you'd even come in here—until Lucifer himself reminded you—he raised his head to come closer to your ear and whisper tentatively...

"so are you going to kiss me now or do I have to do it first?"

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[mitsua]

warnings: love obsession, mentions of blood and weapons, invading reader's privacy

reader's g/n

a side character on an otome game that is about a kinda apocalypse going on in the world.

you obviously get choices every now and then, but you have to be extra careful because you could die with any wrong answer (even with some dialogues you may get with the love interests.)

so, this side character is one of the love interest's enemies and has to fulfill the role as a 'bully'. however, it somehow developed more code lines than any other character on the game, giving him the opportunity to be more observant than the others, have the consciousness to remember how many times you've died because you got on a bad route and so on.

the game itself has had its ending far long ago, the developers had announced there won't be sequels as they think one game has been more than enough and they feel proud with the story's ending and the high quality of the art as well. so yeah, you get to finish the whole game, unlocking each of the five possible routes—plus the deseasing and neutral ones.

you felt satisfied when you ended it and after giving yourself a break from the game for a couple of months, you missed some of the characters' lines and downloaded it once more for a 'warning' screen to pop up when you tried to log in with the account you saved your whole progress.

you panicked, of course, you've spent lots of time collecting the gems that were needed to select certain options and breaking your brain to remember the correct answers to not die.

after a couple of exchanged messages with the support team line the game had attached in case anything like that happened, you got your account back.

"you're finally back?! you went a long time to collect those groceries, you know? were the markets that far?"—one of the love interests' lines as a comeback.

oh yes, how you missed those dorky boys.

as you started going chapter through chapter, your phone glitched from two to three times whenever you tapped for an answer 'weird' you thought, but nothing seemed out of normal with the storyline.

when you saw your clock hit 2 a.m. you turned off your phone and went hurriedly to sleep for the next day. little did you know a character could now think for his own and move within the basement's programmed walls for all he wanted.

you spent more nights playing, oblivious to the fact that Zander could now navigate your whole phone if he wanted, his wandering eyes codes widening collecting more and more with all he learnt about you. getting obsessed with you and the fact that his miserable world was definitely not only that, but there was a whole new world were it seemed to be peaceful as your photos on cafés and school showed him to be like.

he wanted to be there, he wanted to be with you.

the next day's night after he decided he'd do anything to get with you, you opened the app to find one of the most gruesome 'welcome back!' scenes you've thought you'd ever see.

the love interests' blood-covered dismembered bodies were all over the basement you'd find later on the story, still—there was no sight of a zombie that could've do something like that to them, and even if there was; there were two reasons you were sure this was some kinda glitch or virus;

the love interests do not die at the end, only when you choose incorrectly but never in the basement.

not even zombies would get them that messed up... they would bite them and may be even get some flesh out of their arms, but there were cuts that didn't seem to be caused by claws, but more like by knifes or swords.

then you picked up on a bloody message being chaotically written in the wall behind all the chaos.

"will you look only at me now?"

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WE'RE BOTH SLEEPING ON THE COUCH

synopsis: Izuku's been having a tough day at work, what would you do to help him? (0.49k)

it's been a tough day at Izuku's work as the #1 hero of Japan, just as each day was. with a slight difference that it almost costs your relationship.

iIt was as if every bad thought he might have had for the past years just became truth in one day.

so to say he was far beyond exhausted was an understatement. he kindly let you know he'd be coming home later than usual (said usual normally being 12a.m.), so you could sleep without worrying.

how could you not worry about him if his voice over phone sounded so rough, raspy and tired with everything he might be living in those offices right now?

this made you remember every time Midoriya got his way out of reunions or late nights to be with you for at least some hours when you called him and expressed your fatigue.

you would not leave him at his own now. not ever.

so you quickly glanced at the clock as you said your goodbyes and ended the call. 9:48 p.m.

yeah you could do something about it.

you arrived at his agency half an hour later, with a bigger than usual bag and a blanket perfectly folded under your free arm which helped you open the gigantic glass doors which welcomed any citizen that might be in trouble along the best heroes of the country.

this entrance always gave you chills as you recalled when Izuku spent days and days deciding how to decorate his agency in a way it felt comfortable with everyone, yet it got some of his unique traits like some walls were green-coloured.

you had to take the elevator once the secretary recognized you as his boss' partner.

finally, opening the last door was a relief for you, but a surprise for your freckled-fiancé. his face changing from confusion to happiness to confusion again since he told you not to worry about him.

"wha-why?" he asked, his finger pointing at the things you were carrying, his other hand still with yesterday's and today's patrol reports he had to review.

"let me tell you a little story about a boy who used to listen to a certain person whining about their day when they were younger, i really admire that boy 'cause he did everything he could no matter what the time or weather was, he'd go with them and accompany them by himself". you said smiling all the way to the wood table his grand officine had, starting to pull out some plastic cutlery and tuppers with fresh food, then, extending the blanket at the couch infront of it all.

Izuku had left all his work by now to stare at your gentle gestures, the care that you held while putting perfectly everything in place for a little time off for yourselves. he had never felt fuller than now, finding comfort in your acts, he let himself drown in this love of yours.

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[mitsua]

warnings: few people being rude with reader, love obsession mentions

reader's gn

you were in need of a job, a job related with the kitchen, your greatest love ever since you learnt how to make the basics from your direct family.

they'd inspired you and helped you pursue your dream to become a cheff. you graduated from a pretigious university with the help of a scholarship that you managed to sustain sacrificing some relations in the way. not that it really mattered to you—you now needed a job.

as if the universe heard you, as you walked your way to your small department, you read a flyer requesting people with high knowledge in kitchen, either cooks or waiters/waitress. it was emitted by a three-star-michelin-ranked restaurant at your city's heart.

this would be your greatest opportunity to shine right away!

you applied for a cheff position, managed to pull off everything you knew perfectly fitting the restaurant's strict conditions and overwhelmingly severe environment.

it was difficult to adjust, first—by your schedule changing drastically as some days you'd have to stay longer than expected—then, because of the harsh politics to do not miss any piece of the uniform any time you were working, you had to be spotless and use gloves while plating certain dishes or washing your hands as soon as you touched a vegetable to grab another.

but as your passion for cooking could only grow wider, everyone around you seemed to respect and slowly you made a name of yourself—as an equal of the main cheff but maybe a little bit more compassionate—some coworkers would tell you.

you never really asked about him, you were focused solely in completing flawlessly with your daily routine and as you reached your first year working there, you were free to experiment and create new dishes you seemed suit to the restaurant's theme.

nonetheless, Ender, had unequivocally heard about you, and even if he couldn't be as present as he wanted to because of the many events he was invited to attend in different countries—he did his best to know at least a little about each and every one of his employees.

'how ever could his restaurant reach that recognition if he couldn't form the perfect team for success?'

that's how he found himself enamoured by you, your hard work had gained countless of new regulars which surely were worth the headaches by some encounters some waiters have had from their rude behaviours, 'how did you handle them so well?' 'how could you see your companions best working conditions and abilities to exploit them just as well as you could?'

even if he surely tried his best sometimes to get along with some costumers—if someone ever dared to judge his cooking—he'd send them straight out of his restaurant.

about his teammates... that's one of the things about being alone that he was mostly happy with now that he'd reached the highest ranking out there as a cheff—he didn't have to deal with annoying people who could only intervine with his impeccable work.

yes, he had to form the dream team of the restaurant by himself, but he didn't need to speak with those people directly, he only read about their qualities and pair them up as he seemed fit.

until his curiosity won the best of him and decided to pay a visit to meet you, specifically.

once he sees your sweet smile while teaching a new recruite how to take care of the pans and pots properly, when you were smiling while hearing complaints straight to your face—apologizing and coming back with an improvement in the dish some dickhead ordered—he'd get in a trance.

𐂐 he could now only think about you and how much he wanted to put an end to his long run as a lonely cheff and be your companion.

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[mitsua]

MY LAST SEVEN MINUTES WITH YOU

synopsis: after death, it's said human brain lives for 7 minutes to replay its best memories (0.65k) warnings: major character's death, pure angst a/n: HOW COULD I LET THIS OPPORTUNITY FOR ANGST GO AWAY??!!!

the first minute was spent thinking about those nights you'd wake up feeling heavy, after looking down and finally coming to your senses, you'd notice Belphegor's body on top of yours. resting happily and so comfortably you'd feel bad about waking him, so you'd endure the difficulties of breathing to spend more time with him.

you'd also remember how he'd come up to you—pouting cutely after school has ended as a sign to go nap with him.

the second minute leads to one time you craved something in the middle of the night but couldn't put your finger as to what exactly; only after you've encountered Beelzebub munching some left overs at the refrigerator. he asked you why were you up so late, to what you answered honestly. not even ten seconds passed before Beelzebub offered you a tray of food.

those times you'd go to different restaurants to taste the new flavors added on their menu each time also helped to warm even if only a tiny bit—your slowly-going cold—heart.

the third minute comes and your brain goes to shopping days with Asmodeus, days where you could discover new sides of him, he'd open up little by little about some insecurities of his; but never forgot about your main purpose—refill your closet! sometimes you may have or may have not used Lucifer's card in order to achieve it...

there was also his constant flirting and teasing that never failed to make your knees go weak and butterflies make a party in your stomach.

the fourth minute shows a mixed of times where you'd comfort Satan when you're first trying to get him out of his anger issues towards himself, and times where you were reading together, either in silence or not—both of you had smiles on your faces.

going out after finishing study sessions or homework in general to feed the stray cats had become a habit, you even got to know each and every cats' name!

the fifth minute conducted your mind in a state of relaxation, bright colors blinded your eyes for a few moments, while you adjusted to it, you heard a familiar voice making happy and loud noises such unlikely of him. nevertheless, Leviathan couldn't be happier of you two winning the game's end after hours of hard work.

sometimes you'd have to rescue him from his brothers' bickering as you already knew how he felt about himself—you'd accompany him until the end.

the sixth minute took you to a scene where you felt your face contort into one of concern. Mammon was strung up from the ceiling again. on those occassions, even if he begged you to free him, as you knew his older brother was keeping a sharp eye on him, knowing better than oblige, you'd opt to strike up conversations to spend time with him.

to make him forget all those bad thoughts he'd get from time to time and continue being his loud but courageous and cute self.

the seventh, and for what's to mention—last minute. you had already stopped feeling your physical body at all, only feeling a couple of stungs here and there, but as the memories flowed, there was no pain.

there was no pain as Lucifer came to your mind—how difficult it was to gain his trust being the first impactful memory you thought about. from then on, you'd get flashes of various memories such as the times you'd have quiet and relaxing music sessions in his office or attend to packed with good-looking demons, restaurants only for you to be the only one receiving his compliments, even when he was pride's embodiment.

as you felt a last stung on your heart, your last breath was heard by those who filled your heart with warmth for the time you've met them and your last memories—to leave them resting with a smile on your features.

comment if you'd like to have some series about this timeline! i've give it a thought and it lacks of an introduction as to why reader's dying so mayyybe if you'd like i could write a story with this! OBEY ME! m.list

[mitsua]

Keys: 💌Fluff. ✉️Light angst. 📃Angst. 📖SPOILERS. 🎞️Comfort. 🎥Reverse comfort. 💬Headcanons. 📼Oneshot. 🖇Series. 🖋️Will write. 🖌️Editing.

Obey me!

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𝟎𝟎𝟏 💬┃YA' SCARED? (brothers) 💌🎞️ 𝟎𝟎𝟐 💬┃WAKE UP DAMN IT! (brothers) 💌 𝟎𝟎𝟑 📼┃MY LAST SEVEN MINUTES WITH YOU (brothers) 📃 𝟎𝟎𝟒 💬┃LOOK AT MY PET! (brothers) 💌🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟓 💬┃LOVE POEMS (brothers) ⟶ pt. 2 (deatables) 💌🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟔 📼┃WHY THAT COULD NEVER BE... (brothers) 📃🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟕 💬┃THIS IS NOT HEAVEN, REMEMBER? (brothers, deatables) 📃🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟖 💬┃PRIDE (brothers without lucifer) 🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟗 💬┃GREED (brothers without mammon, deatables) 🖌️ 𝟎𝟏𝟎 💬┃ENVY (brothers without leviathan) 🖌️ 𝟎𝟏𝟏 💬┃WRATH (brothers without satan) 🖋️ 𝟎𝟏𝟐 💬┃LUST (brothers without asmodeus) 🖋️ 𝟎𝟏𝟑 💬┃GLUTTONY (brothers without beelzebub) 🖋️ 𝟎𝟏𝟒 💬┃SLOTH (brothers without belphegor) 🖋️

Lucifer

𝟎𝟎𝟏 📼┃KISS YOUR TEARS AWAY 💌🎥🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟐 📼┃I'M SORRY I CAN'T SAY I'M SORRY 📃🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟑 💬┃LEMME HELP! 💌🎥🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟒 📼┃LET'S HAVE A DRINK, SHALL WE? ✉️💌🎥🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟓 📼┃ALWAYS ON MY MIND (tracing names on the sand) 💌🎞️🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟔 📼┃KISS ME ON THE LIPS NOW 💌

Mammon

𝟎𝟎𝟏 📼┃SILVERY ORB, I LOVE HIS GOLDEN ORBS 💌 𝟎𝟎𝟐 💬┃LEMME HELP 🖋️ 𝟎𝟎𝟑 📼┃YOU'RE ON THE COVER BABE! 💌🎥🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟒 📼┃I'M SORRY I CAN'T STOP IT 📃🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟓 📼┃YOURS FOREVER (dancing in the moonlight) 💌🎞️🖌️

Leviathan

𝟎𝟎𝟏 📼┃I'M SORRY I SAY THINGS LIKE THAT 📃🎥🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟐 📼┃TYPE INTERNET PASSWORD... (visiting your human house) 💌🎞️🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟑 💬┃LEMME HELP 🖋️

Satan

𝟎𝟎𝟏 📼┃SNEAKY PEEK 💌🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟐 💬┃LEMME HELP 🖋️

Asmodeus

𝟎𝟎𝟏 📼┃HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ASMODEUS! 💌🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟐 📼┃YOU'RE SO CUTE! (looking for the first time child MC) 💌🎞️🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟑 💬┃LEMME HELP 🖋️

Beelzebub

𝟎𝟎𝟏 📼┃I LOVE EATING WITH YOU 💌🎞️🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟐 💬┃LEMME HELP 🖋️

Belphegor

𝟎𝟎𝟏 📼┃HOT CHOCOLATE MILK 💌🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟐 💬┃LEMME HELP 🖋️

Diavolo

𝟎𝟎𝟏 📼┃SO MANY FLAVORS! 💌🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟐 💬┃LEMME HELP 🖋️

Barbatos

𝟎𝟎𝟏 📼┃RECOVER FIRST! 🖋️ 𝟎𝟎𝟐 📼┃INEFFABLE INFATUATION ✉️💌🎞️🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟑 💬┃LEMME HELP 🖋️

Simeon

𝟎𝟎𝟏 📼┃AN ETERNITY WITHOUT YOU 📃 𝟎𝟎𝟐 📼┃ARCADE 💌🎞️🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟑 💬┃LEMME HELP 🖋️

Luke

𝟎𝟎𝟏 💬┃GREEN FRIENDS 💌🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟐 📼┃CHEER UP! 💌🎥🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟑 💬┃LEMME HELP 🖋️

Solomon

𝟎𝟎𝟏 💬┃BED TIME STORIES ✉️💌🎥🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟐 📼┃ANYTIME SOON 💌🎞️🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟑 💬┃LEMME HELP 🖋️

Taglist: feel free to comment or send an ask to be added on this taglist or type out which characters' you'd like to be updated about!

[mitsua]

warnings: implied age gap, stalking, shameless behavior, love obsession

reader's g/n

➻ Yandere confident photographer! whose liking and passion for her work began once she saw a post of her favorite influencer on the internet taking photos out of random people on the streets, brightening their days.

➻ Yandere confident photographer! who studied photography for her sake and with the dream of one day encountering her inspiration.

➻ Yandere confident photographer! who also likes posting about her adventures along praises for you, tagging you shamelessly on each story.

➻ Yandere confident photographer! who on days works hardly to gain more important jobs and in the night becomes a kinda-like detective to track you down and finally meet you.

➻ Yandere confident photographer! who's attitude helped her to become the CEO of her own company five years after graduating and be able to travel to wherever place she wants.

➻ Yandere confident photographer! who immediately used this opportunity to send you a letter herself to meet you at a certain place you once were and wrote you adored being in. Even offering to pay your airplane tickets.

➻ Yandere confident photographer! who fangirls infront of you with no care in the world, because, just as she told you, she could not be happier to have you here! You've been her inspiration since she saw you so happy taking pictures of people and nature.

➻ Yandere confident photographer! who does take care of her words to do not let any information about her night work scare you off, because she's been told how agressive or impulssive sometimes she might become when she gets excited about something.

➻ Yandere confident photographer! who tells you how much she wants to work with you and get you to sign a contract to do so.

➻ Yandere confident photographer! who by the end of the night whispers to herself that no matter the age, she knows you'll be hers soon.

"𝙄'𝙫𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙄 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙄—𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨! 𝙋𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙣𝙚𝙧?!"

[mitsua]

HOTCAKES AND STRAWBERRY JAM

BE CAREFUL WITH: excessive sweetness INGREDIENTS: fluff DESC. surprise breakfast! TOTAL (WORDS' COUNT): $726

dividers by: @cafekitsune / i don't own any of the images used, i just edited them.

introducing one of my favorite and last (i think?) formats, my restaurants! i really like this ones 'cause you get to imagine whichever character you'd like based on the scenarios or headcanons, however, i try imagining all this by food (another of my favorite things besides writing) and the feelings or real life situations some of this remind me of. hope you enjoy it!

you don't really know what got into you this morning as soon as your eyes laid on the clock signaling two hours before getting to your work place. you really don't know why you got up with a sudden need to cook... but what exactly did you want to cook?

you looked through your mini recipe book you always kept safe on your phone's notes.

something salty? an omelette? fruit? a smoothie? strawberry smoothie?! you were close, your mouth drooling at the thought of every dish you got remember, but still couldn't find the perfect one.

"hotcakes! got it!" you whisper-shouted glad to finally know what you've been secretly craving for, careful to do not wake up your partner, who had told you last night has had a rough week. so now that's finally his day off, you could make a little treat for the both of you.

you put on your apron and started taking the ingredients as fast and as silently you could, getting everything done an hour later.

now the last detail was the missing topping, the strawberry mermalade.

maybe you got too engrossed making the hotcakes you didn't notice the last ingredient to satisfy your appetite was missing on your refrigerator.

"crap..." you searched everywhere, forgetting about having to keep the volume as low as possible, waking your spouse on the process.

just as he arouse from his sleep, the smell of something delicious creeped up on his nosetrills, fading any annoyance he might have had from someone interrumpting his resting time.

as he was about to get up and greet you, he heard the front door close in a hurry, well—more like shut.

he got to the dining room and saw the table was impeccable; two plates, cutlery, glasses filled with milk and on the center, a couple of hotcakes piles all fluffy and smooth looking.

a smile came to form on his face, thinking how marvelous and skilled you might have seemed like when cooking this, for the both of you, which was something that made his heart warm up even more.

he decided to look further around since he knew you couldn't have gone to work just yet, something might have been missing for everything to be perfect, which was something he's come to know and love about you. wanting to get everything as best as you could was always inspiring for him.

there was a small container, matching with the tableware set up, it was the only thing left on the bar which divided the kitchen from the dining room, empty.

he thought you were missing the maple syrup.

after some thinking on how you could react to him knowing about your surprise and getting bummed about it, he chose to try and sleep a bit more while waiting for you and act as if he knew nothing once you woke him by yourself.

minutes passed and like the giddy little child he felt like when waiting for a present he knew was coming, he finally heard the door opening and a relieved sigh scaping you.

he had to put on the best act now! he would not mess it up!

"hey honey-wake up, breakfast's ready"—he heard now closer to him, a hand shaking slightly his shoulder.

he had to pretend he had not been awake before you arrived from your emergency drive for ingredients, but the way he got up quickly from the bed didn't convince you much. still, you didn't give it more importance and led him to your suprise.

"wow! are these for us?!"—he exclaimed maybe a little to excited and made such excessive moves with his hands you couldn't believe him anymore.

"you got up earlier right?"—you asked, apparently not sad but a little disappointed with yourself for not getting everything right on the first try.

"u-uhm-n-no?"—he tried once more, but his nervousness by your piercing gaze now fixated on discovering his lies made him obvious.

"o-ok ok! maybe... but i swear i had a similar reaction to this one! i-i loved it sweetheart!"—now he got closer to embrace you.

all his and your concern dissolved as fast as the delectable and comforting hotcakes in your mouths, along the strawberry mermalade you explained you had to grab to make it worth it, you spent a lovely morning with your other half.

˚ ༘ ೀ ⋆ ｡˚ ˚ ༘ ೀ ⋆ ｡˚ +1 hotcakes with strawberry jam

SOME BEVERAGES YOU MIGHT ENJOY YOUR MEAL WITH:

BNHA ๋ ࣭ ⭑ Izuku Midoriya, Kirishima Eijiro, Denki Kaminari, Sero Hanta, Togata Mirio, Takami Keigo HQ! ๋ ࣭ ⭑ Hinata Shouyo, Tadashi Yamaguchi, Ryūnusuke Tanaka, Yū Nishinoya, Daichi Sawamura, Koshi Sugawara, Asahi Asumane, Ittetsu Takeda JJK ๋ ࣭ ⭑ Satoru Gojo, Yuji Itadori, Junpei Yoshino Gakuen Babysitters ๋ ࣭ ⭑Ryuuchi Kashima Obey me! ๋ ࣭ ⭑Mammon, Leviathan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Diavolo, Simeon, Solomon

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Keys: 💌Fluff. ✉️Light angst. 📃Angst. 📖SPOILERS. 🎞️Comfort. 🎥Reverse comfort. 💬 Headcanons. 📼 Oneshot. 🖇 Series. 🖋️ Will write. 🖌️Editing.

Boku no Hero Academia

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𝟎𝟎𝟏 💬┃SO, DO I CLICK HERE? (izuku, shōto, katsuki) 💌 𝟎𝟎𝟐 💬┃ LOOK, IT'S US! (izuku, shōto, katsuki) 💌 𝟎𝟎𝟑 💬┃ YOU GOT GAMES IN YOUR PHONE? (izuku, shōto, katsuki) 💌 𝟎𝟎𝟒 💬┃SLEEPY? (eijiro, kaminari, hitoshi) 💌🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟓 💬┃ *SPLASH* (eijiro, kaminari, sero) 💌🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟔 💬┃ WOULD YOU LIKE SOME MORE? (shōta, kaminari, tamaki) 💌🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟕 💬┃ I LOVE YOU MORE (denki and hawks)💌🎞️ 🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟖 💬┃ FOOD SAYS IT ALL (iida, hitoshi, togata) 💌🎥🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟗 💬┃ PLEASE, SLEEP! (neito, izuku, momo) 💌🎞️🖌️ 𝟎𝟏𝟎 💬┃ OH, SO YOU LIKE THAT? (amajiki, togata, hadou) 💌🎞️🖌️ 𝟎𝟏𝟏 💬┃ PICNIC TIME! (shouta, takami) 💌🖌️ 𝟎𝟏𝟐 💬┃ BE CAREFUL! THAT HURTS! (tomura, dabi) 💌🎥🖌️ 𝟎𝟏𝟑 💬┃ DON'T LEAVE! (tomura, dabi) 💌🎥🖌️

Izuku Midoriya

𝟎𝟎𝟏 💬┃TIME FOR DESSERT! 💌🎥 𝟎𝟎𝟐 💬┃WORDS AIN'T ENOUGH 💌🎥 𝟎𝟎𝟑 📼┃REDAMANCY 🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟒 📼┃KOMOREBI 🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟓 📼┃ELEUTHEROMANIA 🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟔 📼┃SAY THAT YOU LOVE ME 🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟕 📼┃WE'RE BOTH SLEEPING ON THE COUCH 💌🎥 𝟎𝟎𝟖 💬┃MWAH! 💌🎥🖌️

Katsuki Bakugo

𝟎𝟎𝟏 🖇┃(UN)LUCKY 📃🖌️🖋️ 𝟎𝟎𝟐 📼┃SNOWY MORNING 💌🎞️🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟑 📼┃SAVE ME 💌✉️🖌️

Eijiro Kirishima

𝟎𝟎𝟏 🖇┃ VOWS ⟶ pt. 2 💌🎞️🎥🖌️

Tenya Iida

𝟎𝟎𝟏 📼┃RUSHING IN YOUR LOVE 💌🎥🖌️

Hanta Sero

𝟎𝟎𝟏 🖇┃MY KILLER & MY SAVIOUR 📃💌🎞️🎥🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟐 💬┃X PLANT LOVER READER 💌🎞️🖌️

Neito Monoma

𝟎𝟎𝟏 📼┃WHENEVER YOU NEED ME 💌🎞️🎥🖌️

Amajiki Tamaki

𝟎𝟎𝟏 💬┃REST 💌🎥🖌️ 𝟎𝟎𝟐 📼┃PRICELESS PICTURE 💌🖌️

Takami Keigo

𝟎𝟎𝟏 📼┃BIRDS OF A FEATHER 💌📃🖌️

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[mitsua]

WAKE UP DAMN IT!

synopsis: on a scale from 1 to 100%, how difficult is it to wake them up? (1.08k)

warnings: contains SPOILERS from lesson 16, mentions of nightmares

lucifer

depends, but most of the times it's 1% since he's a light sleeper, he has to, so his brothers wouldn't burn the house down with any of their antics or so...

depends on the long working nights he pulls out for Diavolo's paperwork pushed on him. In this occasions he may become a 10% difficult to wake up.

his reaction may vary, since he's the one supposed to wake you and the rest of the brothers up, he'd be at first embarrased and surprised.

still, when he recognizes you, he relaxes for a brief moment and mutters a sleepy "thank you MC."

mammon

may be different from time to time.

the morning next to a horror special sleepover may lead to the both of your getting scared, so it's then a 3% difficult fully wake him up and a 10000% scary. why? Mammon would scream from your light touch on his shoulder to wake him and you'd scream because he did. It would go on like this for at least 2 more times in the same morning.

but when it had been a normal night or a casino one, he'd just whine at your attempts and he may have or have not tried more than once to pull you to bed and sleep again as if you were his sleeping pillow... so does it count as a 90% mostly?

leviathan

also depends as you can imagine.

when he, for some reason, does not watch anime or plays videogames 'till the alarm goes off, he may be a 1% difficult to wake. unlike Mammon, he'd get scared almost everytime. that you wake him. squeaking a little, he thanks and tells you he'll be ready in a moment.

although when he does sleep late, you'll find one of two sceneries; the most common of these being him still glued to the screen, headphones on, then you'll just have to take them off and he'll make a little sound surprised but won't budge further. the other one is him being fast asleep on his desk and the computer on, a bit of saliva on the corner of his lips threatening to fall.

those occasions it is recommendable to poke or shake just a little his shoulder and still you'll get a big reaction from him and that's it.

satan

i think he's kind of a heavy sleeper when he gets through the night reading. getting so engrossed on the story he even dreams with it and him being an active participant. then it'd be a 30% difficult to wake him.

your best shot to get him to open his eyes without being scared to dear life? scream from affar something that'd normally pick his interest. here are some examples:

"oh, Lucifer! did you just fall for that? i saw Satan make it! so his plan finally succeeded?!". now that it's a great one but you may have a more difficult time calming him down when you tell him that was a lie. "aww a little stray cat? sir what can I bring to you? oh? you want Satan to feed you? but he's asleep—" well he's not anymore and if it's true that a cat it's at the house's door expect to have a happy Satan for the rest of the day.

when he has a good night sleep, it's 1% difficult, normally he wouldn't miss any of their brothers or your shaking on his shoulder so that'd be enough.

asmodeus

to begin with, being the only one who has a more decent and planned sleep schedule, it's impressive how difficult it can be than his brothers. he's a 50% when sleeping 8 hours straight in the comfiest bed of the Devildom. this is because when he sees you, he starts whining and doing grabby hands to go to sleep with you now. oh, but if it is any of his brothers? "Asmo, you have to wake up, we have school—" "ok, going..."

but if he had a party night, it's a different story.

if he was not drunk and did a night routine at 5 a.m. to be awake at 6 or 7 a.m. it'd be a 20% difficult to get him, because he'd not be able to sleep quickly. so you'll end up hugging him to recharge him for the day. if he in fact, came drunk, it's a 60%, you'd find a semi-naked Asmo barely resting on the bed with make up all over the pastel-pink sheets. you better know if he had one of these night because Lucifer will not allow to bring him smelling like Demonus.

beelzebub

he normally has a good sleep because his work outs exhaust him after a big dinner plate he's a sleeping like a baby. for this he's 15% difficult to wake. light touches do nothing to him so you'd have to fully shake him to stir a reaction from him.

in the nights he has to go for a snack at 3 a.m. it decreases to a 7% because he could not stop thinking about going for another round of food. when he has a nightmare he's most likely to keep thinking about it for a complete day, so those days you'll find him awake by himself. ask him why has he been pacing out and looking really down with a snack on your hands.

belphegor

if he had a nightmare about his family in any way, from them dying, from him being trapped in the attic and fighting with Lucifer through the bars, to the day he killed you... he wouldn't be able to sleep again, so then it'll be a 2% difficult to wake. maybe he'd pout a little but it's his way to bring himself back to reality and see everyone's still alive and he's on his bed in his and Beel's room, so when you're not seeing, he sighs relaxed.

however, when he's having a good dream, it'd be 100% and might have to bring Beel to help you, wether it'd be waking him with his twins trust and playful tactics or carrying him around the house to get him to do something.

BONUS

the first time you're tasked to wake up Beelzebub, as you may have or not screamed when he turned to face you but still he did not open his eyes, you ran to get any other brother to help you.

[mitsua]

thinking about a careful yandere! who'd try his very best at the beginning to not make any mistakes whenever you'd get to interact with each other, choosing very carefully each and every word he'd say to not upset or weird you out, even if you did though, he'd mentally note it and later reflect on his acts to not let it happen again.

that is until things have gone for long enough, he'd become more erratic and eventually start to slip up. casually speaking about some of the activities he's seen you doing and maybe even somethings he shouldn't really know about? like–why does he know in which order you put on your clothes normally?

don't blame him... he's mayyybe just a little bit obsessed with you 𖹭

should i continue a little more for this character? just came up with that 'cause imagine how intense he could get when he finally spills his undying love for you, it'd be so aghhh 🫣☺️🫠 what do you think?

here's my yandere OC's masterlist if you wanna read more my dear!

[mitsua]

warnings: stalking, mentions invading reader's privacy, love obsession

reader's g/n

➻ Yandere energetic actor! whose recently been hired to interpret the main character of a romance movie.

➻ Yandere energetic actor! who does not like his lines because damn, aren't they cheesy?

➻ Yandere energetic actor! who spots you as one of the script writers watching him make your character being brought to life.

➻ Yandere energetic actor! who falls in love with those doe eyes of you, of course it's the first movie you've worked on, you're only this impressed once.

➻ Yandere energetic actor! who'd come close to you randomly and talk about how you got to create such a romantic character (without sounding rude, he's now taking a liking to those lines though).

➻ Yandere energetic actor! who'd after becoming friends with you, would start to sneak some of your script on you here and there, always gaining a flustered and nervous you.

➻ Yandere energetic actor! who'd sometimes get caught red-handed spying on your backpack were all you other scripts or ideas were written by your own hand and he'd excuse himself saying he needed a pen.

➻ Yandere energetic actor! who'd finish rolling the movie thinking his love interest is you, always imagining your face on the actress' who he has to kiss.

➻ Yandere energetic actor! who'd definetly have your phone number memorized when you say your last goodbyes at the studio.

➻ Yandere energetic actor! who had also memorized every title of the movies you were planning to be the first on the line to act alongside you again.

➹ "So tell me, you lovely thing, you like to be treated like royalty? Let me tell you, if you let me be your king, you won't have to worry about anything again".

[mitsua]

Keys: 📸 Stalking.❗Pervert behaviour. 🫀Overprotection. 🔪Wounds. ⛓️Kidnapping. 💬 Headcanons. 📼 Oneshot. 🖇 Series. 🖋️ Will write. 🖌️Editing.

Yandere! OCs

𝟎𝟎𝟏 🖇┃Yandere college nerd! ⟶ pt. 2 | pt. 3 📸⛓️🖌️

𝟎𝟎𝟐 💬┃Yandere cute gardener! ⛓️

𝟎𝟎𝟑 💬┃Yandere professional dancer! 🫀

𝟎𝟎𝟒 💬┃Yandere rude florist! 📸🔪

𝟎𝟎𝟓 💬┃Yandere delusional author! 🫀

𝟎𝟎𝟔 💬┃Yandere calculating librarian! 📸

𝟎𝟎𝟕 💬┃Yandere confident photographer! 📸❗

𝟎𝟎𝟖 💬┃Yandere lonely cook!

𝟎𝟎𝟗 💬┃Yandere shy photographer! 📸❗

𝟎𝟏𝟎 💬┃Yandere energetic actor! 📸

𝟎𝟏𝟏 💬┃Yandere bully otome side character! 📸🔪

𝟎𝟏𝟐 💬┃Yandere hopeless musician! 🖌️

𝟎𝟏𝟑 💬┃Yandere personal coach! 🖋️

𝟎𝟏𝟒 💬┃Yandere innocent nurse! 🖋️

𝟎𝟏𝟓 💬┃Yandere daycare nanny! 🖋️

𝟎𝟏𝟔 🖇┃ Yandere needy influencer! ⟶ pt. 2 📸 🖋️

𝟎𝟏𝟕 💬┃Yandere creepy doctor! 🖋️

𝟎𝟏𝟖 💬┃Yandere dishonest psychologist! 🖋️

𝟎𝟏𝟗 💬┃Yandere bestfriend's butler! 🖋️

𝟎𝟐𝟎 📼┃Yandere crybaby! 🫀🔪⛓️

𝟎𝟐𝟏 💬┃Careful yandere! 📸🫀

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