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Hiii! Can you make a Daisuke x Reader, where the reader feels like crap and feels like they're invisible, but then Daisuke comes into their life and helps them find happiness in life?? Any gender is okay, Thank you!! 😭

So many Daisuke asks TvT (someone gotta give me a new character or something-)

— No One Noticed.

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Pairing: Daisuke x GN! Reader

Warnings: Darn fluff again

Wc: 600+

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The world blurred past me like a forgotten dream—gray, muffled, inconsequential. I had long since become a shadow in the corner of my own life. People didn’t see me, didn’t notice when I sat silently at the edge of gatherings or drifted through hallways at work. My heart was heavy with the weight of being unseen.

Until that day.

It was raining—not a gentle drizzle but a torrent that matched the storm within me. I had just turned the corner of the café, balancing my umbrella, when I bumped into someone—hard. My umbrella slipped from my grasp, clattering to the pavement.

“Oh! I’m so sorry,” I muttered, not bothering to look up.

“It’s okay. Are you alright?” A voice—soft but warm—cut through the rain.

For the first time in what felt like ages, I looked up and locked eyes with someone. He had dyed brown hair, messy from the rain, and eyes that held a strange mix of curiosity and something deeper.

“I’m fine,” I said, though my voice was flat, practiced.

He smiled—a smile that felt like sunlight breaking through clouds. “I’m Daisuke, by the way. And you?”

“[Y/N],” I replied, unsure why I even bothered.

His gaze lingered on me for a moment longer, and something about it felt… different. He noticed me.

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Days passed, and somehow, Daisuke kept appearing in my life. At first, it felt like coincidence—another encounter at the café, then at the park where I often walked alone. Each time, he smiled, his face lighting up as if seeing me made his day. I started to realize he wasn’t just being polite. He genuinely wanted to talk to me, to know me.

“You come here a lot,” he said one afternoon as we walked along the park’s quiet trail.

“It’s peaceful,” I replied.

“Or lonely,” he added gently.

I glanced at him, startled. No one had ever said that out loud to me before.

He shrugged, his hands in his pockets. “I get it. Sometimes the world feels too noisy, and the silence feels safer.”

I didn’t respond, but his words stayed with me.

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Weeks turned into months, and Daisuke became a fixture in my life. We started meeting on purpose—at first for coffee, then dinners, then evenings spent wandering the city.

He had this way of making everything feel lighter, like the weight I carried wasn’t just mine anymore. He never pushed, never pried. Instead, he listened, really listened, and for the first time, I started sharing pieces of myself I’d long kept hidden.

One evening, as we sat on a bench overlooking the city, I finally asked, “Why do you care so much?”

Daisuke turned to me, his expression serious but soft. “Because I see you, [Y/N]. And I think you’re worth knowing. You’ve just forgotten how to see yourself.”

His words hit me harder than I expected.

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Over time, something changed. It wasn’t just that I felt lighter or happier—it was that I started noticing things, too. I noticed the way Daisuke’s eyes crinkled when he laughed, how his voice grew quieter when he talked about things he loved. I noticed how my heart beat faster when he smiled at me, how his presence made me feel like I was finally home.

I realized I was falling for him—harder than I thought possible.

One night, as we stood beneath the streetlights after another long walk, I turned to him and blurted out, “Thank you.”

“For what?” he asked, his brow furrowing.

“For seeing me. For reminding me how to be free, and make my own choices in life.”

His eyes softened, and he stepped closer. “You’ve always been worth seeing, [N/N]. I’m just glad you let me.”

In that moment, something clicked. All the loneliness, all the grayness of my past—it faded into the background.

I reached for his hand, my voice trembling. “You know, I think I might love you.”

Daisuke smiled, his fingers tightening around mine. “Good. Because I’ve loved you since the day we met.”

In him, I found more than love—I found life again. And for the first time, I knew I wasn’t invisible. I was noticed, I was seen, and I was loved.

[sodavizz]

Seems accurate.

[sodavizz]

— Christmas Won't Be The Same Without You.

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Pairing: Daisuke x GN! Reader

Warnings: None, just fluff again :3

Wc: 1.3k+

Author's Note: Tadaa!! It's almost Christmas time baby! I'm super duper excited as it is already half of November!! Are you all ready to celebrate it, cause I sure am!

The snow was falling softly outside, coating the world in a blanket of white. The small town where Daisuke had grown up was quiet, the streets lined with festive lights and decorations. Inside his parents' house, however, there was nothing quiet about it. The living room was alive with the hum of Christmas music playing softly in the background, the scent of pine and cinnamon filling the air, and the soft crackle of a fire burning in the hearth. It was the perfect Christmas setting, and you were sharing it with Daisuke.

“Can you believe it?” Daisuke said, his voice full of excitement as he stood beside you in the entryway. His eyes sparkled with that familiar joy you adored. “Christmas at my parents’ house. I'm sure they're just as excited you are to meeting each other!”

You smiled at him, feeling a warmth spread through you as he took your hand, pulling you into the house. “I’m really happy to be here with you, Daisuke. This place feels so… cozy.”

His grin widened. “It’s definitely cozy. And my mom’s cooking is legendary, so get ready for some serious holiday feasting. You might not even have room for dessert by the end of the night.”

You laughed, feeling your stomach growl at the thought of what awaited. You’d heard a lot about Daisuke’s mom’s cooking, but this would be your first time tasting it. You could already smell the roast turkey and baked goods wafting from the kitchen.

The house was warm, full of life, and adorned with decorations that felt like they had been carefully placed with love. Christmas stockings hung from the mantle above the fireplace, each one bearing a name stitched in gold thread, and a grand tree stood in the corner, its branches weighed down with ornaments, tinsel, and fairy lights. The atmosphere was peaceful but bustling, with Daisuke’s parents—his mother in a festive red apron and his father pulling drinks from the fridge—filling the space with energy and laughter.

Daisuke led you to the living room where his family was already gathered. His parents, always warm and welcoming, greeted you with open arms.

“Ah, there you are, so you're the one my son keeps going on and on about!” His mother beamed as he mumbled something to her, seeming embarrassed she would expose him about that. She then stepped forward to give you a hug. “We’ve been waiting for you both. Everything’s ready for dinner, but we can always add more if you’re hungry before the big meal!”

“You must be starving after the drive!” his father added with a grin, holding out a glass of eggnog. “Don’t be shy, help yourself.”

You chuckled and accepted the drink, glancing over at Daisuke, who was practically glowing in his own way, standing close by with a proud smile.

“You must be excited to have us here,” you teased.

He nodded eagerly. “Are you kidding? I’ve been counting down the days to Christmas here with you and my family. I think I’ve spent almost every Christmas here since I was a kid, and this time it’s even better because you’re with me.”

The sincerity in his voice made your heart skip a beat. There was something about being here, in the warmth of his family’s home, surrounded by love, that made everything feel like it was falling into place.

“I’m really happy to be here, too,” you said softly, meeting his gaze. “It feels so... right.”

Daisuke grinned and reached for your hand, giving it a gentle squeeze before turning to his parents. “I think it’s time for us to get the party started! We still need to do the Secret Santa exchange, and I’m pretty sure everyone’s excited for that.”

His mom laughed. “Oh yes, we can’t forget about that! We all got something special this year, so I hope everyone’s ready for a little holiday fun.”

Dinner was a true feast. The table was piled high with everything you could imagine—roast turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy, stuffing, roasted vegetables, and an assortment of freshly baked rolls. In the center, a large cranberry sauce dish sat alongside platters of sweet potatoes and baked brussels sprouts. Daisuke’s mom had clearly outdone herself, and as you dug into your meal, you could tell that everyone was savoring each bite.

Between mouthfuls, you shared stories with Daisuke’s family, laughing and chatting about everything from your childhood traditions to more recent adventures. Daisuke’s dad was particularly fond of telling embarrassing stories about Daisuke when he was little, which had everyone in stitches. Daisuke, for his part, seemed unbothered by it all, even joining in with some of his own stories about his mischievous younger days.

But it wasn’t just the food or the laughter that made this night feel special—it was the way Daisuke kept glancing at you with that soft, affectionate look in his eyes, the way his hand would subtly brush against yours under the table, or how he’d pull you close during moments when no one was looking, as if to remind you that this was your time together.

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After dinner, Daisuke insisted on taking you outside to see the backyard, which, as it turned out, had a stunning view of the town covered in snow. The Christmas lights from nearby houses reflected off the snow, creating a soft, magical glow that made the night feel like something out of a holiday movie.

“Come here,” Daisuke said, wrapping his arm around your shoulders and guiding you to the porch. “This is one of my favorite parts of Christmas—just looking out over the snow. My family used to come out here every Christmas Eve when I was younger and just… enjoy the peace.”

You stood with him, watching the snow fall gently, the cool air brushing against your skin. His presence beside you, his warmth, was enough to make everything feel even more magical.

“I never imagined I’d get to spend Christmas like this,” you murmured, leaning into him. “It’s been perfect.”

Daisuke smiled down at you, his fingers threading through yours as he pulled you a little closer. “I’ve been looking forward to this for so long, just to share it all with you. Christmas is better when you’re with the people you love, and that’s all I want for us.”

You leaned up to kiss him, the moment soft, gentle, and full of meaning. When you pulled away, Daisuke’s face was alight with happiness, his eyes sparkling.

“Merry Christmas, the most beautiful person I've ever seen,” he said softly.

You chuckled at his compliment as you stared deeply into his eyes in an, oh such affectionate way.

“Merry Christmas, Handsome,” you whispered back.

Later, as the evening drew on, everyone gathered around the tree for the Secret Santa exchange. You’d gotten Daisuke’s mom, and after some playful teasing, she opened the gift you’d picked out—a beautiful hand-knitted scarf, which she immediately wrapped around her neck with a delighted laugh. Then, Daisuke gave you your gift, a small box wrapped with care. When you opened it, you found a delicate silver bracelet with a charm that read together, a reminder of how far you’d come and how much you meant to each other.

You blinked back tears as you hugged him, your heart swelling with gratitude. “I love it, Daisuke. Thank you.”

“I’m glad you like it,” he said, his voice full of affection as he kissed your forehead. “This is just the beginning of our holiday together. I want to make this Christmas the best one yet.”

As the evening wound down, the two of you snuck off to a quiet corner of the living room, away from the laughter and chatter, to enjoy each other’s company in peace. With the soft glow of the Christmas tree lights surrounding you, Daisuke wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close.

“This is all I ever wanted,” he whispered, his voice full of love. “To be with you, here, now.”

And in that moment, surrounded by the warmth of his family, the love between you, and the gentle snowfall outside, you knew he was right. It didn’t matter where you were, as long as you were together.

“Merry Christmas, Daisuke,” you whispered, kissing him again.

“Merry Christmas,” he replied, smiling softly, his heart as full as yours.

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—Island In The Sun!

ct: @the-phantom-peach of their amazing art of my bb <33

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Pairings: Daisuke x F! Reader

Wc: idk 1k+

Warnings: None, just pure fluff :3

Daisuke had always loved the beach. The salty air, the endless stretch of sand, and the way the waves whispered secrets as they hit the shore—he felt at home here. But today, there was something different. Maybe it was the sun, sinking low in the sky and casting everything in gold, or maybe it was just the way she stood out in the crowd.

He had been sitting there for a while, mindlessly playing with the sand, but his eyes kept drifting over to her. She was laughing with her friends, her hair shimmering like threads of gold in the sunlight, her smile so effortless it almost looked like it belonged in a movie. She wore a white sundress that fluttered in the breeze, and to him, she was... perfect.

He didn’t believe in love at first sight. Honestly, he’d always thought that was a little cheesy, the stuff of rom-coms. But in that moment, watching her from across the beach, something inside him clicked. He had never seen anyone quite like her before, and before he knew it, he couldn’t stop staring. His heart started racing, and all he could think was: Who is this beautiful lady?

But she wasn’t looking at him. Not at first.

Her attention was on her friends, who were goofing around and splashing in the water. Daisuke watched from a distance, hoping she might glance his way, but the more he stared, the more he realized she was completely oblivious. Maybe that was for the best. What could he possibly say to someone like her?

Then, a voice broke his concentration.

“Dude,” one of his buddies teased, nudging him lightly. “Are you gonna just stare at that girl all day?”

Daisuke froze. He didn’t know if he should laugh or die of embarrassment.

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You looked over, your gaze scanning the beach, and sure enough, your eyes landed on him. For a split second, both of your eyes met, and then he quickly looked away, as though he’d been caught doing something he wasn’t supposed to.

“Seriously?” you muttered, half-smiling and half-rolling your eyes. “He’s still looking.”

Your friends burst out laughing. “Looks like someone’s got a crush!”

You shot them a look but couldn’t help the flush that crept up her neck. You turned your attention back to your friends, pretending not to care, but you had to admit—there was something a little funny about being the center of his attention.

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The hours passed, and soon the sun had dipped below the horizon. The beach bar, a cozy little spot right on the sand, began to fill up with people wanting to make the most of the evening. She and her friends decided to grab a table, the mood light and easy. Daisuke was still sitting at the bar, nursing a beer, but now, instead of just glancing over at her, he was watching her from across the room.

He’d been trying to build up the nerve to go over and talk to her for what felt like forever. He wasn’t a shy guy, but there was something about her that made him feel out of his league. She was beautiful, sure, but there was more to it than that. It was like she had this effortless confidence that made him second-guess everything he was going to say.

“Just go talk to her, man,” his friend had said earlier, giving him an encouraging nudge. “What’s the worst that could happen?”

The worst? He didn’t even want to think about it.

So he stayed put, watching from a distance as she laughed with her friends. And then, just as he was thinking maybe it wasn’t meant to be, he saw her glance in his direction. Their eyes met again—this time, not for a fleeting second, but long enough for him to feel his heart race.

Okay. That was it. He couldn’t put it off any longer.

Taking a deep breath, he stood up. His palms were sweaty, and his stomach was in knots. He wasn’t used to feeling this nervous, but there he was, walking toward her table.

She noticed him coming, her eyebrows raising in mild surprise. She’d probably thought he wasn’t going to approach after all the staring he’d been doing earlier.

He stopped in front of the table, feeling like he might faint any second. “Hey,” he said, his voice surprisingly soft. “I hope I’m not interrupting. I just, uh... I had to come over and say hi.”

She raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. “You’re the guy from the beach, right?”

Daisuke couldn’t help but laugh a little. “Yeah, that’s me. I mean, I guess I’m the guy who stared at you all afternoon.” He immediately cringed, cursing himself inwardly.

The girl chuckled. “No, it’s fine. You just caught my attention. It’s not every day a guy spends hours staring at you.”

He winced. “Yeah, that wasn’t... ideal. But, hey, I thought I should at least introduce myself. I’m Daisuke.”

She gave him a playful smile. “[insert y/n].”

There was a brief silence, and for a second, Daisuke wondered if he should just walk away. But then, She spoke again, her tone light.

“So, what made you finally come over? After all that staring?”

Daisuke smiled sheepishly. “I don’t know. I guess I figured I’d regret it if I didn’t say something. And I didn’t want to be that creepy guy who just stares and never does anything about it.”

[Insert y/n's] smile softened, and for a moment, he thought maybe she was going to laugh at him. But instead, she just looked at him with a kind of warmth in her eyes that made him feel a little less ridiculous.

“Well, I’m glad you did,” she said, leaning back in her chair. “So, uh, what’s your deal, Daisuke? What brings you to this part of the world?”

And just like that, the awkwardness started to fade. The conversation flowed, easy and natural. They talked about everything—how they both loved the ocean, their favorite kinds of music, the weirdest things they’d ever seen on vacation. They joked about everything from childhood memories to the most embarrassing things that had ever happened to them in public. Before long, the tension had melted away completely, and it felt like they’d known each other for years.

The night wore on, and eventually, the bar began to close. But they weren’t in a hurry.

As they stood up to leave, Daisuke found himself feeling... content. There was something real about this connection. No forced pickup lines. No awkward silences. Just two people talking, getting to know each other in the easiest way possible.

“Hey,” Daisuke said, pulling out his phone. “Maybe we can grab coffee sometime? I know, super original, right?”

[insert y/n] smiled, her eyes bright. “I think I’d like that.”

And just like that, what had started as a nervous glance across a crowded beach had turned into something more—something that felt, for the first time in a long while, like it could actually be the beginning of something good.

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testing, hehe

[sodavizz]

—(I can't think of a title)

W/C: Idk 1k+

Pairing: Daisuke x GN! Reader

Warnings: nune.

A/N: MY POOKIE GAVE ME A PROMPT SO I WROTE IT,, SAW @freakyydaisukee POST, LUCKY I WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF WRITING THIS LOL.

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Daisuke had always been one to find excitement in everything. Whether it was the smallest detail of a passing cloud or the newest trend everyone at school was trying to follow, he could always find something to be enthusiastic about. It was just who he was. And it was something that people admired about him—his unrelenting optimism, his constant enthusiasm for life.

But of all the things Daisuke had ever been excited about, there was one person who stood out from the rest.

You.

From the moment he first laid eyes on you in the hallway of their high school, he knew there was something special about you. You weren't like everyone else.. Daisuke admired everything about you. You were pretty smart, funny, made a few friends, and were pretty attractive too. It made Daisuke feel like he could conquer anything, just because he’d seen you smile.

As the years went by, Daisuke found himself drawn to you more and more. He would always try to sit near you in class, though he never had the courage to speak to you outside of group projects or class assignments. His friends always teased him about it, but he didn’t mind. They didn’t understand. His feelings for you weren’t something as simple as a crush—they were a quiet, constant thing that swelled within him each time he saw you.

He would watch you interact with your friends, and he’d wonder if you noticed him at all. Did you know how much he admired you? Did you ever catch his gaze from across the room? Did you ever wonder why he always had that excited smile on his face whenever you were around?

But Daisuke was terrified. High school was the time when everyone was either figuring out who they were or hiding who they were, and Daisuke knew that his feelings for you were something he couldn’t quite put into words. What if he confessed and ruined everything? What if you didn’t feel the same?

So he kept quiet. For years.

And every time he saw you leave school with your friends, he felt his heart sink, knowing that his chance might be slipping away.

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Graduation came faster than Daisuke had expected. It was a bittersweet moment for him. Everyone was so excited about what came next, about the future that awaited them. He’d felt the same way, once, but now it just felt hollow. The future was full of uncertainty for Daisuke. Sure, he was going to follow in his parents' footsteps and become a mechanic—just like they wanted. But it wasn’t the future that excited him. The future that excited him was the one where he could finally tell you how he felt.

But that opportunity never came. Graduation was a blur of ceremonies, farewell parties, and promises to stay in touch. And you—well, you were already gone. You had plans. Your future seemed set. And Daisuke was left wondering if he would ever get the chance to confess his feelings to you, or if you would just fade into the background of his life like so many people did.

He didn’t know what happened to you after graduation. You disappeared into the vast world, as far as he was concerned. And as time passed, Daisuke told himself that he needed to move on. He needed to focus on his job, on making his parents proud. Maybe he wasn’t supposed to have a grand love story, after all.

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Two years later, Daisuke found himself on the Tulpar—a spaceship that was about to embark on a long-term mission to ship whatever was in the boxes they couldn't touch or see. His parents looked for a while to find a job that he could do, and when the opportunity to work on a high-end spaceship as a mechanic opened up, they nudged him toward it. He wasn’t exactly thrilled, but he figured it was the right thing to do. It wasn’t the adventure he’d hoped for, but it was steady work. And steady work meant stability.

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The day of the ship's space launch. He was accepted last minute as an intern but he could care less. He was pretty nervous though, the thought of being in the middle of space for a year is kinda scary for him.

He was just minding his own business before someone crept up to him.

"O-M-G!!," The person exclaimed.

Daisuke froze mid-sentence as he turned toward the voice. His heart skipped a beat.

Standing there, in her flight suit with a clipboard in hand, was you.

It took him a second to process. You. You were standing right in front of him. His mind spun with disbelief and excitement.

"Wait—what?" he blurted out, still in shock.

You raised an eyebrow at him, half-smiling, but there was something about it that felt more genuine, more knowing. "Surprised? Anyways, how have you been... uh... Daisuke correct? We went to the same high school together!" you say excitedly.

"You—you're... you're planning on working on the Tulpar too?" Daisuke asked, the words tumbling out.

You nodded, your eyes scanning the room before they landed back on him. "Yeah. I didn’t know you were here too."

Daisuke's excitement was barely contained. After all these years of admiring you from afar, here you were. In the flesh. On the same ship. And now he had a chance to talk to you—really talk to you.

“I—yeah, I’ve been here for a while.” Daisuke couldn’t stop smiling. “It’s... kind of crazy that we’re both here. You know? I always wondered what happened to you after graduation. I didn’t expect to see you again.”

You smiled softly at that. “I guess we both ended up on the same path, huh?”

He nodded, though his brain was still struggling to keep up. You—here, on the Tulpar, working alongside him. It felt like a dream.

“I never thought I’d be working on a spaceship,” you continued, leaning against the wall as you casually chatted. “I didn’t even think you would, either. But... here we are.”

For the first time in years, Daisuke allowed himself to feel the weight of his excitement. There was a universe of possibilities in front of him now. You were here, and maybe—just maybe—he could find a way to confess the feelings he’d kept hidden for so long.

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“So... what do you think of the ship so far?” he asked, trying to regain his composure.

You laughed lightly. "It's impressive. But I'm sure you've seen much more than I have. You've been here longer."

“Yeah,” Daisuke said, a gleam in his eye. “But if you want, we could look around together. Maybe help you an I get more comfortable?”

You smiled again, this time in that quiet way that always made Daisuke’s heart race. “I’d like that.”

As the days passed, Daisuke found himself spending more and more time with you. He was thrilled to just be near you, but this time, he didn’t have to hide behind the walls he’d built in high school. He could be himself, and you were there to see it. Slowly, Daisuke began to open up, sharing stories, laughing together, and finding joy in the little moments. And all the while, his feelings for you grew stronger, more real.

Maybe, just maybe, the universe had led him to this moment for a reason.

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One evening, after a long shift, Daisuke found you just sitting in the couch, the dim lights of the ship casting a soft glow on your face.

"Hey," he said softly, walking up to you. His heart pounded. He didn’t know if he’d ever have the courage to say it, but right now, in this quiet moment, he felt like he could.

“Hey, Daisuke.” You smiled up at him, looking tired but content.

"Look... I don't know how to say this, but I've wanted to say it for a long time. I—" His voice cracked slightly as he struggled to find the words.

You watched him intently, your expression calm, understanding. "What is it?"

"I think... I think I’ve liked you for a long time. Ever since high school," Daisuke blurted out, his face turning red as he stumbled over the words. "I don’t know why I never told you, but... I think I just... really like you."

For a moment, there was silence. Daisuke’s heart raced, waiting for your response, unsure of what would come next.

You stepped closer, your smile widening. “Hehe... I’ve always known,” you said softly with a cheeky grin, and Daisuke’s heart nearly stopped.

“I’m glad you’re here, Daisuke,” you continued, taking his hand in yours. “I’m glad we’re both here.”

And with that, in the endless stretch of space, surrounded by stars, Daisuke realized that sometimes, life’s most beautiful surprises came when you least expected them.

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can i req daisuke x reader who is daisuke reskinned ... like they are the same person different bodies . god got lazy so he copy and pasted daisuke kinda . fluff preferred , gn or fem reader pls ^_^

Hope this suits ur tastes T^T

p.2

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Great minds think alike!

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Paring: Daisuke x GN! Reader

Warnings: My headcanons again!!

Wc: 100+ somethin

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You and Daisuke are literally two sides of the same coin. Everything he gets excited about, you’re right there with him, equally hyped. It’s not even a conscious thing; your energy just matches up perfectly,

Your personalities sync so well that when one of you starts a sentence, the other finishes it. You’ll often find yourselves speaking in perfect harmony, whether it’s making a joke, finishing a crew member’s thoughts, or simply solving a problem. It’s like a perfect partnership, and everyone around you is both amazed and a little bewildered by how easily you two work together. (Example bc I'm silly :3 ; "Skibidi-" You say. "Toilet!" He says happily.)

Since you two practically share the same brain, you of course have the same odd tastes, amount of braincells, and youngin' typa humor, which Swansea would like to call it. Like you guys would be in the corner, just giggling to one another as you draw the most ugliest portraits of each Tulpar member and he'd just be giving the most meanest, most impeccable side glance to you guys and would probably huff to himself; "Damn kids these days..."

Since you two are essentially the same person in different bodies, there’s no real need for personal space when it comes to sharing experiences. You’ll often find yourselves standing way too close to each other, excitedly chatting, and you don’t mind in the slightest though!

Conversations with Daisuke are always an adventure, but with you? It’s a comedy show. You’ve both got that same quirky sense of humor, so you end up riffing off each other all day long. One minute you’re telling a story about a malfunctioning piece of equipment, and the next minute, you’re cracking jokes and turning the whole thing into a hilarious reenactment. No one can keep a straight face around the two of you—it’s a full-on comedy duo in motion.

Neither of you is exactly known for being graceful. In fact, between the two of you, there's a lot of tripping over things, knocking over cups, and running into doorframes. But you both laugh it off, usually with a look that says, "Well, of course we did that—what did we expect?" When one of you trips, the other usually comes to the rescue, offering a hand with a smile, like it's all part of the fun.

On days when the space shuttle feels particularly small or the work is extra exhausting, you’ll both end up curled up on the couch together, just taking a break before heading off to do their job. It’s not anything special—just you two, cozy, talking about nothing and everything at the same time. Daisuke might ramble about a new idea for a ship upgrade, but you both always end up in fits of giggles, tired but happy, content in the quiet companionship.

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heard u wanted new characters to write for mwehehe could u do just general headcanons or whateves for Curly where they’re partner is part of security for the ship (basically supposed to protect everyone n watch over things) except it’s that trope where they are super short but strong as fuck (cringe ik)

like maybe they show their strength like fixing something or ends up having to fix an altercation and he’s just head over heels ? who knows possibilities r endless to me teehee

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Tiny but Mighty?!

W/C: Idc

Pairing: Curly x Gn! Reader

Warnings: None.

A/N: My brain is fried. I don't know if this is ooc. Exams are getting to me, and I have 20+ asks in my inbox waiting for me. I just wanna go to bed.

You’d surprise him by fixing a broken part of the ship with one hand, he'd stare in awe, muttering, "I didn’t know you were this strong..."

Curly finds it impossible not to be impressed when you tackle a difficult task,

When you easily lift something heavy, he’ll jokingly ask, “Should I start calling you ‘Captain Strength’?” but you can see the admiration in his eyes.

Despite his protectiveness, he’s constantly amazed by your physical strength, but it's your unshakable confidence that truly steals his heart.

Curly makes sure to sneak extra smiles when you're around, always feeling safer with you near. He doesn’t mind being your emotional rock in return.

He secretly loves it when you pick him up effortlessly in playful moments, even though you always tease him for being "too tall to carry."

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Ohms nit the same person but could you PLEASE wrote more about daisuke and his like reskin that was so cute

sorry i only replied now, our Christmas break finally came 🙏🙏 (thank god)

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Great minds think alike!!

(p. 2) ★ <- pt. 1 here

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Pairing: Daisuke x GN! Reader (can be platonic if u want)

Warnings: i feel like this is too short,,,, i'll probably add more some other day.

W/C: 100+

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Earth! Daisuke headcanons; (it means headcanons don't apply when reader and Daisuke are on the Tulpar!)

Daisuke is the type to bring you little gifts every time he sees you. A shiny pebble he found, a flower he picked on his walk, or even your favorite snack he saw at the store.

“I saw this and thought of you!” he says with the biggest grin, and you can’t help but melt and get all excited at the gesture.

Daisuke’s positivity is infectious. If you’re feeling down, he’ll go out of his way to cheer you up, even if it means embarrassing himself.

He’ll dance around the room, tell silly jokes, or even sing (badly) just to see you smile.

“Your happiness is my mission!” he declares with mock seriousness, then bursts into laughter.

He loves baking with you, even if he’s not the best at it. Half the time, you end up covered in flour because he starts a playful flour fight.

“Whoops!” He says with a cheeky grin plastered on his mouth as he ‘accidentally’ smudges frosting on your face and clothes.

“What the heck man!—” You reply as you get your revenge by dumping the bag of flour on his head. (It turned into a food fight)

As mentioned in pt. 1 before, Daisuke and you are a bit of a klutz, often tripping over your guy's own feet or bumping into things.

“I meant to do that,” he says, trying to play it cool, but you’re already laughing before receiving your own karma and getting in his position as well.

Despite his clumsiness, he’s incredibly gentle when it comes to you. He always holds your hand like it’s the most precious thing in the world.

He’s constantly hyping you up, even for the smallest things.

“You’re amazing, did you know that? Like, wow, how are you so cool?”

If you’re wearing something new, he notices instantly and gushes about how good you look and how he'd look good too if he wore it.

Daisuke loves exploring new places with you, whether it’s a hidden café, a park, or a quirky little shop.

He’ll grab your hand and excitedly drag you along, pointing out everything that catches his eye, you laughing so excitedly with him for a new adventure!

“Look at that! Isn’t it cute? Oh, we have to take a picture here!”

He’s super affectionate, always finding excuses to hold your hand, hug you, or rest his head on your shoulder.

If you’re sitting together, he’ll casually lean against you and sigh contentedly.

Encouragement King.

Whenever you doubt yourself, Daisuke is right there to lift you up.

“You’ve got this! I believe in you 100%. No, 200%! Actually, make that 300%!”

His enthusiasm is so genuine that you can’t help but feel more confident.

Whenever you two hang out and you absolutely matching his energe and humor, it’s like having double the fun. With you both causing as much havoc whenever you guys have sleepovers. (you definitely do each other's make-up and skin care)

He always insists on giving you a hug before you part ways, even if it’s just for a short while.

“Stay safe, okay? And don’t forget how amazing you are!”

Tulpar! Daisuke

If you’re working on something on the freighter, Daisuke is your biggest supporter.

He’ll sneak you in some sweetener that Curly secretly gave to him, cheer you on, and even help out if he can.

No matter how chaotic life gets, Daisuke always makes sure you know how much he cares about you.

“You’re my favorite person in the whole world, well— universe.” he says softly, his eyes sparkling with affection as you giggle at how sweet and passionate he is.

Daisuke LOVES staying up late with you.

He’ll share his dreams, his silly thoughts, and even random trivia he learned from the past.

“Did you know octopuses have three hearts? Isn’t that cool? Anyway, tell me more about your day!”

You two would definitely be talking about random things and maybe play a game once the conversation dries up.

If you're not in the mood to play and just feel tired he'd probably try convincing you to play with him. (You'd eventually give in.)

“Pleaseeee...! Just one round, promise.....!”

Spoiler: It’s never just one round.

“No way! You can’t just skip three spaces because you ‘felt like it’!”

“Why not? It’s a part of my rules!”

Your laughter's is uncontrollable as you guys compete, tell jokes, and make up ridiculous rules for the game. And of course with how much ruckus you guys would make you'd get caught eventually.

Captain Curly appears in the doorway, arms crossed, looking very unimpressed.

“And what, pray tell, are you two doing at this ungodly hour?”

“Uh… team bonding?” Daisuke offers with a sheepish grin.

“Yeah, we’re improving morale!” you add enthusiastically.

Curly is not amused but would sometimes let it slide with a warning. (keyword: sometimes)

I feel like you two would definitely get a lecture about respecting curfew and the importance of sleep.

Daisuke nods seriously, but the moment Curly turns away, he whispers, “Worth it.”

You tried to stifle a laugh, but would get glared at again.

By the time Curly finishes and leaves you both crawl into bed, exhausted but still grinning.

You both fall asleep almost instantly, dreaming of your next late-night adventure.

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bye

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im honestly scared to even open or scroll on this app anymore because of people who post gore and disturbing media with the mouthwashing tags, it just makes me feel like throwing up i cant. hopefully tumblr does something about this 💔

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I just read the shower sex w/ Lucifer and omg it was amazing!! Can you write how Lucifer is with aftercare please?

Wasn't planning on making a continuation but anything for you anon!! (This is my first time getting an ask I'm so excited lol)

Aftercare w/Luci~~

Continuation of this post >> Shower Sex W/Luci

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(Disclaimer! – 18+ content, mdni. What content you consume is not my problem. Characters that I will write do not belong to me, and rightfully belong to Vivziepop.)

Pairings - Lucifer x reader

TW. - Mentions of sex, fluff, tons of praise

AN - I feel like this man would be such an absolute sweetheart 😭😭

Summary - Luci taking care of you after your fun time.

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After you and Lucifer.. Uh. Had a reeaally nice time in the showers, he gets you dressed and massages your tired legs in bed.

He completely ignores the calls he's receiving, as he had meetings to attend to. You tell him off, saying that his schedule is filled and has to go, and that you'll be fine by yourself.

He shrugs it off, saying that you need more of his love and affection and could also just tell the others that he had more important matters to attend to. (It was you lol)

Before you could even begin talking again, he started showering you with kisses while telling you how good you were, snuggling up to you, saying how much he deeply loves and cares for you, complimenting your ability to take him oh so well.

You just chuckled before giving in, completely melting into his warm embrace. He smiled at the feeling before cuddling even closer to you, with his head on your shoulder and his arms wrapped around your waist. He smelled so amazing.. His hugs and kisses are the best.. They were so warm and loving.. You just loved the way he just gives this all just for you..

...You both had a really good night's rest after that for the rest of the day..

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Sorry if this was too short! :<

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—Casual?

an ever so lovely birthday gift for @jollibee-nyong-malandi

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W/C: 1k+

Pairings: Anya x F! Reader

Warning: Angst

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°Beginnings ★

High school was a golden age for you. The attention, the admiration, the spotlight—it all came naturally. You thrived in the chaotic ecosystem of cliques and crowds, moving through life like a shining comet. Anya, on the other hand, lived on the fringes of that universe. A bookish girl with her nose always buried in medical textbooks, she preferred the quiet corner of the library to the noisy cafeteria.

You noticed her one day during a study hall. Something about her calm demeanor intrigued you, a stark contrast to the loud, ever-demanding life you led. You started with small conversations, asking for notes or complimenting her taste in novels. Anya was shy at first, offering clipped responses, but as the weeks went by, her soft laughter became a constant in your day.

By the time senior year rolled around, you were inseparable. Weekend study sessions turned into spontaneous hangouts, and Anya’s kindness became a balm against the pressures of your own high expectations. You dragged her into your world, introducing her to your friends, showing her what it felt like to laugh without reservation.

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°Changes

Graduation came and went, and somehow, you both ended up at the same university. You shared a dorm room, a decision that felt like the most natural thing in the world. Anya pursued nursing with a fervent determination, her days filled with long hours of studying and clinical rotations.

At first, you kept pace. You worked hard, determined to keep your grades up. But college brought temptations—wild parties, new friends, freedom. Slowly, you started slipping. Late nights out became a habit. While Anya stayed hunched over her textbooks, you stumbled in after midnight, your laughter echoing down the halls.

She never complained, not really. She’d wait up sometimes, her face a mixture of worry and exhaustion. “You’re home late,” she’d whisper, helping you take off your shoes, her hands lingering just a second too long. You noticed the way her eyes softened when she looked at you, the way she always made sure your comfort came before hers.

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°Quiet Confession

One night, you came back particularly intoxicated, your steps uneven and your words slurred. Anya was there, waiting as always. Her hands were gentle as she guided you to bed, brushing stray hair from your face.

“You can’t keep doing this to yourself,” she murmured, her voice breaking ever so slightly.

You hummed, barely conscious, lost in the haze of alcohol. As she pulled the blanket over you, her lips brushed your forehead.

“I love you,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “I just wish you’d see yourself the way I do.”

You didn’t respond, too far gone to register her words. But even in your drunken state, you felt the weight of her sadness as she sat beside you, her fingers brushing against yours.

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°Breaking Point ★

The days after that night were unremarkable on the surface, but something shifted. Anya seemed quieter, more withdrawn. One evening, she finally gathered the courage to confess properly.

“I love you,” she said, her voice steady but her hands trembling. “And I care about you, more than you’ll ever know. But you’re tearing yourself apart. You’re so much more than this, but you don’t even see it.”

Her words hit you harder than you expected. You cared about her—deeply—but commitment felt suffocating. “I care about you too,” you admitted, avoiding her gaze. “But I can’t… I don’t want to be in a serious relationship thingy right now.”

Her face fell, the light dimming in her eyes. She nodded, forcing a small smile. “Okay,” she said softly. “I understand.”

And so began the arrangement—close, intimate, but never quite whole. You shared stolen kisses and whispered moments in the dark, but it was clear Anya wanted more than you were willing to give.

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°Hollow Affection

The flings became regular, a strange mix of comfort and torment. For you, it was casual fun. For Anya, it was agony masked by silence. She gave herself to you fully, hoping you’d one day realize she deserved more.

But you didn’t. And she couldn’t bring herself to tell you how much it hurt.

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°Party

When you invited her to a party, Anya hesitated. Crowds weren’t her thing, but she wanted to be near you. She dressed simply, blending into the background as you shone like always.

Your friends noticed her immediately. “Who’s this?” they asked, eyeing her curiously.

“Just a friend,” you said with a laugh, a teasing edge to your tone. “She’s kind of obsessed with me, though. Can’t keep her hands off.”

The group erupted in laughter, but Anya’s face turned pale. She laughed along weakly, but the hurt was evident in her eyes.

The night dragged on, and Anya stayed by your side, her silence growing heavier with every passing hour.

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°Breaking Point ★

Back at the dorm, she finally broke. Tears streamed down her face as she packed her things, her movements frantic.

“I can’t do this anymore,” she said, her voice shaking. “I can’t keep pretending this doesn’t hurt.”

You froze, panic rising. “Anya, wait—”

But she didn’t.

She stayed in her room all week, you tried everything, you tried persuading her by doing any of her favors, her favorite foods, nothing. Nothing worked.

"Anya... I do love you," You say with a hitch as you leaned against her door after knocking non-stop.

"I just... Don't love you the same way you do.. With me." You said knowing that Anya wouldn't respond either way.

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°Note

The next morning, you woke to an empty dorm. On the counter, there was a letter.

“I regret meeting you,” it read. “Not because of who you were, but because of what I became. I loved you more than I should have, and I let that love destroy me. You’ve changed, and I don’t recognize you anymore.

I’m leaving. Don’t come looking for me. I need to heal, and I can’t do that here. I'm sorry.”

The words blurred as tears filled your eyes. Guilt crashed over you in waves, each sentence cutting deeper than the last. You realized, too late, how blind you’d been to her pain, how much you’d taken her love for granted.

For the first time in years, you felt truly alone.

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You wished, desperately, for a second chance. But Anya was gone, and all you were left with was the haunting echo of what could have been.

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Headcanons about how the crew would react to reader who likes to wear revealing clothes? male or female is fine, please! (nsfw and sfw is okay too)

I'm kinda crap at making headcanons but hopefully this is to ur liking anon!! :3

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How they would react to a reader who likes to be revealing!

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Pairings: Tulpar crew & GN! Reader

Warnings: My opinions!!!

Wc: Idk 100+

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Anya

She would likely be very supportive of you wearing whatever makes you feel confident and comfortable. If she notices you’re getting attention for it, she might joke around to lighten the mood, or subtly remind others to be respectful. She values individuality and believes that everyone should have the freedom to express themselves. However, if she senses any discomfort or judgment, she'd step in to protect you. So in my opinion, Anya’s reaction would be warm, empathetic, and understanding!!

Curly

He’s likely to admire your confidence in wearing revealing clothes but would also be cautious and protective. While he wouldn’t outright say anything negative, he might get slightly defensive or uncomfortable if people stare or make inappropriate comments. Deep down, he wants to ensure you're respected, so he might subtly try to shield you from any unwanted attention or offer compliments to make you feel at ease. :)

Daisuke

Most likely takes it in stride and encourage you to wear whatever makes you happy. His enthusiasm would likely lead him to give you a compliment, saying something like, "You look amazing!" He might be the type to even crack a joke about it to make you feel even more at ease.

Jimmy

I feel like he would likely have a more layered reaction! Probably might act aloof or indifferent. On the surface, he might try to control his emotions, acting like it doesn't faze him but he's the type to probably stare, a lot.

Swansea

Swansea, the grumpy old man he is, would probably have a more critical or old-fashioned reaction. He might make grumbling comments about modesty or the "good old days," but deep down, he’s not someone who would judge you too harshly. He might not be entirely comfortable with it, given his age and more conservative views, but he wouldn't push you to change.

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hii uhh being the younger sibling with any of the mouthwashing characters??maybe angst like dying in there arms hehe

Quick heads up for the people who are requesting, I might not be able to answer you immediately due to being busy and the amount I'm receiving so please don't be disappointed! :) However there is a chance I can do double requests in a day by mixing yhem together!! So to the other anon who asked on how they would react to the reader dying, here ya go!

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How they'd react to reader dying.

Pairing: Tulpar Crew & GN! Reader

Wc: 100+ (I don't bother counting)

Warnings: Angst, Death.

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Swansea

Swansea is a gruff and seasoned individual, you know, the kind of person who doesn't show emotion easily, but he has a soft spot for you due to you being extremely close to him, though he’ll never admit it. His demeanor often pushes others away, but he’s deeply protective in his own way. He probably found it hard to express his care, hiding it under layers of sarcasm and tough love.

In a tragic twist, you are fatally injured, 4 months after the crash. Swansea holds you in his arms as you slip away, his usual gruff exterior cracking. The words he’s never said, the affection he's never shown, finally surface in the silence of the moment. He tells you to hold on, but deep down, he knows it's too late. The once stalwart, angry old man breaks completely, whispering regrets he can never take back.

Jimmy

He may be manipulative and a jerk, but when it comes to you, there's an undeniable tenderness hidden beneath his often cold exterior. He’s fiercely protective, though his methods of showing it could be questionable, often pushing you away out of fear of losing you or being too vulnerable.

As you're dying in his arms, Jimmy’s conflicting emotions spiral. He’s done unspeakable things, things he can’t forgive himself for, but in this moment, all he can do is hold you, desperate to change the past. His manipulation and spite fade, replaced with the quiet desperation of someone who knows they’ve lost what they can never replace. "I never meant for it to be like this," he whispers, but it’s too late. The guilt of your loss will haunt him forever, and he won’t know how to forgive himself.

Daisuke

Daisuke, the optimistic, bright-eyed crew member, is like a beacon of hope and enthusiasm. He’s always been your cheerleader, urging you to follow your dreams and encouraging you through thick and thin. His optimism never wavers, and he tries to shield you from the harsh realities of life—sometimes even to a fault. He’s the one who always smiles through his own pain, wanting to keep you happy.

Your death is sudden and it breaks Daisuke’s heart. His wide, hopeful eyes dim as he holds you, trying desperately to revive you, but it’s no use. His normally unshakeable optimism crumbles as reality hits. He tells you to stay with him, to "please, just hold on a little longer," but you’re slipping away. The weight of losing, the one person he never expected to lose, crushes him. He feels as if he’s failed in every way possible, and the brightest light in his life is snuffed out, leaving him empty and lost.

Curly

As the captain on the ship, he’s the one you could always count on. He was the one to keep your spirits high, to encourage you to chase your dreams, and to step in when you needed someone. However, with his big dreams and aspirations, he often carries a burden of guilt—he feels responsible for your safety, and it haunts him that he might not always be able to protect you.

-(IF HE WASN'T HARMED DURING THE INCIDENT AND INSTEAD IT WAS YOUUU!!!)-

As you die in his arms, the weight of his failure sinks in. "I should’ve protected you," he whispers, guilt overwhelming him. His big dreams seem so trivial now, and the future he had imagined for both of you is gone. You were his anchor, and now that’s been ripped away. He promised to keep you safe, and now he has to live with the unbearable truth: he couldn’t. His ambition feels meaningless without you by his side, and he knows he’ll never be the same again.

Anya

She would have done everything to shield you from harm, always ready to care for you when you were sick, injured, or in need of support. Anya has a lighthearted side, always joking to keep things light, but beneath that humor, she carries a deep sense of responsibility for you. So she would sometimes take on the weight of the world to protect you.

When you’re fatally injured, Anya doesn’t know how to cope. She’s always been the one to try and fix things, to make people better, and now she’s powerless to save you. As you slip away in her arms, her tears are silent, her hands shaking as she tries to keep you awake. "Please, don’t leave me," she pleads, a break in her usual calm demeanor. The world seems to stop around her, and for the first time, she feels like she’s failed. Her determination to save lives is shattered, and she will forever carry the guilt of not being able to save her most beloved one.

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(Not my best work imo)

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Knowing

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Pairings: Jimmy Neutron & gn! Reader

Word Count: 0.7k+

Warnings: Mentions of deaths, being brutally honest <3, I hate Jalapeño, pronouns are; you, I have massive brainrot of mouthwashing and is bored rn but sorry if this is occ, angst under the cut <33

You knew it was him all along…

You were making your way down to the cockpit to give Curly a message when you felt the jolt. The shake of the ship and the blaring emergency sirens. It only made you walk faster to see what was going on. As you got closer, you could see Jimmy sitting on the floor, his head in his hands and Curly urgently rush inside the cockpit. Not a moment later, you were thrown off your feet and thrown to the metal wall.

The ship had... crashed…?

You had quickly put together that it was Jimmy’s fault, the way he was sat outside of the cockpit, the way Curly reacted when he saw him…

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Now, nearly five months after the crash, everything was going to hell… Daisuke had an axe to the face to put him out of his misery, Anya had overdosed, you just watched Swansea get a bullet to the head and now you. You lay on the floor, a bullet to the abdomen, glaring at Jimmy as he stands there, the utility room only illuminated by the red emergency lights.

“I always knew it was you…” You say through gritted teeth, your hand trying to staunch the never ending flow of blood from your stomach. “It was never Curly’s fault…”

He slowly looked to you, his eyes wide with shocked surprise. But he knew there was nothing you could do now, critically injured and no one else on the ship to help you…

How did you know...?

He thought to himself, his voice cracking slightly. He couldn't tear his eyes from the scene in front of him, it was all too much for him. The sight of you laying there, bleeding to death, staring up at him with those eyes...

He felt a pang in his chest, an intense surge of emotion that he couldn't quite place. It was like a mix of anger, sadness, and regret. But mostly regret.

"I will never forgive you. Not after what happened to everyone on this ship... Not even after what you did to Anya, you monster. I hope you rot in hell. You will regret the day you even existed, where you took your first breath. Your mother must be disappointed that she raised a man who ended up being a retarded motherfucker who thinks that he could even fix the problems that he caused himself. And even if you managed to survive, I will make your life a living hell. I mean it.. You hear me..?"

Your breath hitched as you let all your rage out. You then looked up to Jimmy with the pure resentment in your eyes, one that could make someone quiver.

The words hit him like a knife to the chest. Each syllable stinging him, searing into his soul. His mind races, scrambling to find a way to defend himself from the truth that is being hurled at him. But he can't. He knows it. Every word you uttered was true.

He stood there for a few moments longer, his eyes glistening with tears threatening to spill over. Then he turned and slowly began to walk away, his footsteps echoing through the corridor.

"....I always wondered how Curly could stand you... Your just an asshole whose jealous of all his accomplishments, so why don't you just grow the fuck up and do better than being filled with envy." You said with a scoff.

Jimmy stopped in his tracks once again, his shoulders slumped forward and his head hung low. The emotions were hitting him hard, he was pissed. He took a deep breath and turned back around to face you, his expression a mix of anger and remorse.

"You... you have no idea what it's like to be in my position," he finally managed to choke out.

"..I do know how it feels. But guess what I did? I actually earned my life, earned my achievements, and earned my title properly.... And if I were still as pathetic as you are, I would have killed myself ages ago."

He flinched at your words, the bluntness of them hitting him like a freight train. He couldn't bring himself to look at you, to see the disappointment and judgement in your eyes. As he stood there, silent and dejected, he realized how alone he truly was. He had lost everything that mattered to him.

You scoffed again but in a more shaky voice.

"Fuck you... Jim." You said in a low voice as you took a deep and long breath, as blood continued to seep out of your body.

He couldn't bring himself to say anything else, his words stuck in his throat. Instead, he just nodded weakly, acknowledging your pain and frustration. He turned and walked away, the sound of his footsteps echoing down the corridor slowly fading away.

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(Reply to the aftercare w/ Lucifer) It wasn’t too short and thank so much! That was the first time I’ve done an ask before :)

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No problem dear! Well tbh you're my first ask too, so I was pretty nervous whether you disliked it or not 😭😭 And when I got this notif I was scared bc I thought there was something wrong 😭 (I don't like letting people down hehe)

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Ello, and welcome to my page!! :D

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Masterlist!! (yay :3)

Discc.

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Please don't steal or translate my works, I worked really hard to write them :(