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,,,,, reader (ftm) is Megumi's babysitter n when DILF Toji comes back he rails the reader (Megumi is asleep upstairs so he doesn't hear anything lmao),,,, yes i know this is one of THE cheesiest porn plots ever but I love it sm

ఌ 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈

꧁ 𝙏𝙤𝙟𝙞 𝙭 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 ꧂

w.c. › 6.4k

Warnings › a broke man and a nasty ass house.Also age gap.. reader is around 20. Reader is trans masc. I went too far guys omfg… the plot took over. Slow-ish slow burn.. they kinda start fucking randomly.. also mamaguro didn’t die until Megumi was 6.

Kinks › use of pussy/cunt/feminine terms, breeding, manhandling, degradation, size kink. Reader is called housewife. Mention of getting pregnant.

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“What… the fuck..?”

You were shocked. Baffled. Bewildered. What the fuck was this mess?! You weren’t even inside the house and could see what looked to be ants having a conga line as they stole crumbs off the floor.

The kid you were set to babysit didn’t look bothered by the mess. Megumi..? Was it?

Megumi hummed, noticing your shocked stare at the mess he was forced to call a home. “It’s… it’s not too bad if you ignore the kitchen.”

“Where’s…?” You whispered, slowly walking into the house. You didn’t even want to take off your shoes but it seemed Megumi was wearing his shoes.. so you kept yours on.

“He went to work.” Was all Megumi said as he shuffled over to the small living room. He plopped down onto the couch and began watching tv. You gently placed your bag down on the floor in the only clean-ish area of the house. Just.. how can it get this bad? Was he never home?

“Uhm.. well… I’m guessing you’re Megumi?” You asked, walking over to the couch. Megumi gave you a hum as he began shifting through channels with a remote that looked as if it was one press from combusting. As you sat down, Megumi quickly spoke.

“No! Not that—”

Crack!

You blinked in perplexity as you weren’t sitting on a comfy cushion of a couch. No.. you were sitting through the couch, your ass practically touching the floor. You grunted, your legs flailing as you tried to get out of this death trap masquerading as a couch.

“What… the… fawk?!” You screamed, already wishing you didn’t accept this gig.

“Dad broke that side of the couch.. he hasn’t replaced it yet.” Megumi muttered, getting up as he grabbed your hand and began pulling.

He was only around ten the most… there wasn’t much strength to his pulls. It took an embarrassingly long time until you finally got out. If Megumi wasn’t going to be alone in this devil trap, you would’ve ran out screaming. But you quickly took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

“Usually.. they all leave around this time.” Megumi whispered, seemingly waiting for you to just bolt out the door. “Can you… at least stay until I go to bed, Mister…?”

He looked up at you. The usual cute little kid puppy eyes and pouted lip. You sighed and simply nodded. It wasn’t the kid’s fault he had a lazy man as a father. You briefly wondered where the mother was but didn’t think it was right to ask Megumi such a question.

Instead… you glanced over at the clock.

9:30 a.m.

Okay.. the father should come home at around 6 p.m.? The latest? So you could stay for this kid. Might as well, you travelled a bit far. Because surprisingly, the pay was pretty good. But now you wondered if you weren’t getting any of that money when you glanced at the state of the home.

“Well. Have you eaten?” You asked.

“Yeah.”

“What’d you eat?”

“….cookies.”

You groaned. You stormed over to the mess of a kitchen and began opening the cabinets to find nothing! You opened the pantry—zilch! You opened the fridge with a look of despair—nada!

You would’ve screamed and cried if you didn’t want to embarrass yourself more in front of a kid ten years younger than you. With a grunt, you looked back at Megumi who looked unconcerned with his poor excuse of a kitchen.

“Let’s go to the grocery store….” You muttered through your teeth. You were glad Megumi was already dressed. But it was confusing.. his clothes looked decent. Did the dad spend all money on Megumi’s clothes?

10:10 a.m.

You fucking hated the city! All this damn traffic. And you almost lost Megumi!! The two of you were now in the grocery store, you hand gripped tightly around Megumi’s as you stomped around with a look of anger. Your lips in a permanent snarl while your eyebrows furrowed.

This wasn’t even your kid but it certainly felt like it!

Megumi, despite a bit confused on why you seemed so worked up, had a small smile on his face. It was.. normal to just grocery shop—even if it was with a man he didn’t even know well.

Once you began to check out, you almost cried at the price. You slowly handed your credit card to the clerk, your grip tight as she had to wrestle it out of your hand. Silent tears streamed down your face as you spent money on someone who’s not even your kid..

Gosh.. why’d you have to care so much, (Name)?!

“What does your dad even do?” You asked as you two sat on the train back to Megumi’s house. The train was empty—the only two souls being you and Megumi. And this random guy towards the end but he doesn’t matter.

Megumi hummed, lost in thought. “Dunno.”

You groaned. Well, it didn’t matter anyway. You were just going to take care of this kid today and never come back. As you began checking your phone, the soft weight of someone resting on your arm jolted you. You glanced down and saw Megumi snuggled up against you, already deep in sleep.

Fuck…

Curse kids being cute.

11:50 a.m.

The sounds of harsh scrubbing filled the Fushiguro household. Clinking pots and sounds of labored breathing were one. Megumi was on the couch, the safe side, eating an omelette you made for him. It was an actual healthy meal—filled with protein and fiber. But you…

You were on your knees scrubbing what looked to be weeks old spill of pasta. Or.. something. It was red and smelled a bit. But you weren’t quite sure. As you scrubbed the spot away—you glanced around the kitchen with a frown. The only thing cleaned up.. was the sink and now the floor.

Everything else was still dirty.

So, for the next few hours, you began cleaning. Maybe it was for Megumi.. you felt terrible that he had to live in such a dirty home. Perhaps you saw yourself in him—being forced to live in a house that your parents didn’t care to make it feel like a home.

“Mister (Name), can we go to the park later?” Megumi suddenly asked. You glanced behind yourself to see him holding his now empty plate as he dropped it in the sink.

“Sure. Will your dad be okay with it?”

Megumi shrugged. “Maybe.” He walked away after that.

This kid didn’t seem to care that much on his father opinion. But you were just a babysitter, not some type of disciplinary parent. The smell of the fumes from the cleaning sprays was getting to you, so you grabbed a random candle and lit it.

The candle looked to be a lavender one. It’s case still brand new. Compared to most things in this house.. it looked taken care of. The smooth container was soft against your skin as you placed it on the newly cleaned kitchen counter. It smelled nice.

It was a lavender candle. You couldn’t go wrong with lavender.

“You lit it?” Megumi suddenly whispered, his eyes turned over to you.

You hummed. “Yeah. Is.. this not for lighting?” You muttered, realizing you should’ve asked first.

“No.. it’s fine. I doubt he even remembered it was there,” he muttered, his voice a bit angry before he turned his body back to the tv.

You wanted to ask.. why he wouldn’t remember it. But you thought back to the missing mother. Oh. Was this hers? You felt awful lighting it now. So grabbing the covering, you covered the candle, letting the flame die out. As you watched the light go out—it felt worst letting it die than letting it burn.

“Megumi, I’m going to check out the bedrooms, okay?”

“Ok.”

You walked up the stairs and opened the first door you saw.

The bigger bedroom.. wasn’t the father’s. It was Megumi’s. And it was perfect. A nice citrus smell filled the room from the fragrance plugs. A nicely painted blue colored walls. Toys packed neatly and a bed that looked cared for.

Even the floor was cleaned. It squeaked beneath your shoes.. you quickly took them off. As you left the room, closing the door with a soft smile on your lips, you walked to the spare bedroom. Opening the door, the bedroom was small. More like an office.

But it certainly was more fit for the child—not the father. You wondered why he gave Megumi the bigger room but it made sense in that, perhaps he just wanted to give Megumi more space. The room was dirty, just like the rest of the house. Wrappers crinkled beneath your feet as you shuffled around, trying to see what was in the room.

When you turned on the light.. you noticed that this was also Megumi’s space. The wrappers were candy and there was more toys all over this room. But it didn’t make any sense. This was a two bedroom home..? Or.. you thought about the room downstairs that was locked when you were searching for cleaning supplies.

Ah, that must’ve been the true master bedroom.

You cleaned the spare bedroom and noticed that it was more like an office. You checked the closet and saw dresses, skirts, and heels. It was obviously the mom’s—but they haven’t been worn in awhile.

You closed the door, deciding you shouldn’t snoop too much in this family’s business. You whispered a quick soft apology for disbursing the room obviously left to the mother and walked out.

Downstairs, Megumi was still watching tv but he quickly stood up at the sight of you. He smiled a bit and sprinted over to you.

“Why’d you let it stop? You can burn it.” He said, pointing to the candle.

You glanced over at it. “I… I don’t know. Your father had it hidden between the cleaning supplies… I only found it by accident.”

“Please… I..” Megumi sighed. “I miss her smell.”

You felt guilty… but as there was no father to object, you started the candle once more. Megumi was considerably happy as he jumped back onto the couch and payed attention to the tv.

The gnawing feeling of guilt hurled in your guts but you pushed it back. The house still had spots to clean. Keeping yourself busy with that—you cleaned the living room and the front area of the home.

Lavender filled your nose as you moved about. It was comforting, swirling around as if it was livening up each corner of the home. Megumi was happy.

5:50 p.m.

Okay. Time for dinner. You felt a bit embarrassed forgetting to give Megumi lunch but he didn’t seem to mind. Probably has to do with the amount of snacks he was eating while you cleaned. You made the easiest thing ever, chicken Katsu curry. As you gave Megumi his portion, you noticed there was enough for at least two more people. So you placed them in the fridge. Despite having a bit of a grudge against the dad..

It wouldn’t hurt to leave him dinner.

It only took a near hour before Megumi was reminding you about the park. Your body was sore though, from slaving away in cleaning this damn house. And it was a job well done.. no more ants conga lining or the nasty smell of what could be assumed as blood.

“Okay, okay… Only for an hour the most—I don’t know if your dad will be okay with it.” You said, smiling softly.

9:00 p.m.

Okay, so it wasn’t an hour.. nearly four! But it was hard. Megumi was having so fun swinging and then you guys started playing tag.. and then hide and seek. And then—

Okay, you don’t have a backbone when it comes to cute kids.

You hummed softly as you walked back home—Fushiguro’s home! Megumi was in your arms, face nuzzled into your neck as he slept away. The sun was already down by now, the only light was the street lights shining down on you.

Even if the dad didn’t pay you much.. you would come back, just for Megumi. As you trudged up the slight hill to the house, you wondered how parents who carried their child did it so often. It felt like a workout.

Once you reached the house, you stopped in your tracks.

There was man standing at the door.

He was tall, certainly taller than you. Dressed in a long black t-shirt with baggy tan pants. You stepped back ready to start running when a gust of wind caused you to shriek.

The man was right in front of you. His eyes bore down on you with a look of pure bloodlust before his eyes flickered to the body in your arms. He calmed down, noting.. Megumi was in your arms.

So you must’ve been the babysitter. Huh, he never expected a man.

Well, he certainly scared you off with how he just acted.

“I,” his voice was deep. “I lost my keys.”

You blinked. Anger. Frustration.

“What the fuck?!” You screamed.

The man backed away a bit, raising his hand up in confusion. He obviously looked confused at your sudden burst of anger… did it anger you that much that he lost his keys?

You pulled out the spare keys you had in your pocket and opened the front door, storming inside with the dad right behind you.

“Put him to bed!” You yelled, pointing at Megumi.

He took Megumi from your arms and went upstairs. You took that as your chance to grab your bag. Well, you did what Megumi wanted, stayed until he fell asleep.

Just as you were about to leave, the dad was downstairs already. Okay, that wasn’t possible or normal but you didn’t know if you were just sleep deprived.

“The trains are closed for the night. Are you going to walk home?” He asked.

“Maybe! Why do you care?”

“It’s not safe.”

“It’s not safe to leave trash all over the house.”

He looked over at you with a raised eyebrow, as if waiting to see if you’d continue with your disrespect. But you pursed your lips shut. Yeah, it wasn’t safe going home this late. Especially when you lived so far away from here.

“Fine. I cleaned the spare bedroom anyway, it’ll be fine to sleep in.”

“No.”

“Excuse me?”

“No. That room is off limits.”

You rolled your eyes. “Fine. The couch will do.” You whispered, storming over to the couch. But of course… you forgot which side was the broken one.

And once again, you were stuck in the broken couch. You didn’t even flail this time. Only a whine of disappointment as you decided to accept your faith. The dad was busy doing something as he didn’t come over to you until you heard the microwave turn on.

“That side is broken.”

“I noticed.” You grunted.

The man grabbed your arm and easily pulled you out, causing you to shriek.

“You shriek a lot.. are you a mouse?”

“A mouse?!”

“You’re so loud, mouse.”

“It’s (Name), oaf!”

“Toji.”

You rolled your eyes and moved to go sit down but his grip on your arm didn’t waiver. It wasn’t like he was putting much force into it, it was a light easy grip. But it still held you in place.

He leaned down a bit, his nose sniffing you. You gagged at him being so close but could only pull away a bit from him.

“You stink.” He simply stated.

“Stink?!” You screeched. “I busted my ass cleaning your dirty house for Megumi!”

“Huh? I didn’t hire you as a maid. You’re Megumi’s babysitter.”

“Well,” you muttered, trying to explain yourself. “It’s.. not good for Megumi to live in such a dirty space. Kids get sick easily!”

Which was technically true.

Toji hummed. “Okay, Housewife—you still stink.”

“Housewife—?!”

“—so go bathe before going to bed.”

“I don’t have any clothes.”

“I’ll give you something.”

With that, Toji walked away to the kitchen and grabbed the plate of microwaved curry. You glared at him but walked over to the bathroom.

It was recently cleaned as the acidic scent attacked your nostrils. You started the bath, letting it fill in as you got undressed. Toji was right though—you certainly didn’t smell as nice as you did when you first got here.

“Hey, Housewife.”

You screamed out, covering your chest as the bathroom door opened. Toji kept his eyes closed as he tossed a towel inside.

“Stop screaming, you’ll wake up Megumi.”

The door closed after that. Your face was flushed red as your lips curled into a pout. Shit. You were so loud. You stopped the water and got inside, ready to just take a long relaxing bath.

9:50 p.m.

You hummed, feeling yourself being wrapped in a nice fluffy blanket. You only giggled, snuggling into the warm embrace. Strong arms held you up and suddenly you were moving.

It felt so nice being cuddled by warmth, especially after that cold bath. But you didn’t know why the bath was cold. It was hot when you started it.

You shook awake when you felt your body drop onto a bed. Toji had carried you from the bathtub. You quickly fixed your towel to make sure you were properly covered as you watched him walk to his closet.

“Be careful next time, Housewife. You were about to drown if I didn’t check on you.”

“Huh? Drown? And it’s (Name)! I’m a guy, damn it!”

“Your head was underwater.”

“Oh.. how long was I in there?”

“Almost an hour.”

You shivered. Well, thank god you didn’t even attempt to walk home. You would’ve passed out mid walk. Toji looked busy, moving clothes around in his closet as he hyper focused on them.

“Here.”

You flinched as a large t-shirt was thrown at your face. It was a black one that would certainly cover your body fully. But.. there was no underwear. You took the chance to slip the shirt on when Toji’s back was still facing you.

The t-shirt practically engulfed you, way too big for your body. As you examined the big shirt, Toji closed the closet door. You glanced up when you felt his eyes on you.

“You can watch Megumi for another day, yeah?”

“Wha? Why?”

“I got another job.” Was all he said as he left the bedroom.

With a grunt you shot out of bed and followed after. You watched as he slipped back into his shoes and was standing by the front door, ready to just leave! Who does that?

“Hey!” You yelled, before quickly quieting down when you remembered Megumi was asleep. “What type of job do you have to be leaving so late?!”

“You’re the babysitter.. Focus on Megumi. I’ll pay you extra.”

“The pay doesn’t matter, asshole! Megumi needs a parent that is actually here. It’s better for him,” you said, stomping over to Toji.

You opened your mouth to speak once more but was muffled when Toji grabbed your face. He stared down at you, a look of disinterest on his face. You could feel his eyes just taking you in, looking at your features. Your lips, eyes, nose.

His hand was so large against your face, so easily holding your jaw still and squishing your chubby cheeks. Your lips were pursed together as you tried to make a sound. He leaned down towards you, his lips right near your ears as he whispered to you.

“You should be careful when moving your arms up so high, especially without underwear.” Was all he said before leaving.

The door slammed shut when you finally realized what he meant. Your face flushed red in embarrassment. Fuck!

This guy…

12:30 p.m.

It was the next day and no sign of Mister Fushiguro “Toji”. You stabbed angrily at your salad. Megumi was unfazed but certainly happy that you hadn’t left last night. You had to stay in Toji’s shirt and just grab the smallest pants there.

Still no underwear.

Even the smallest pants kept falling a bit if you didn’t hold it while walking. You had pulled up the shirt and used a rubber band to tighten it so it wasn’t knee length anymore.

If Megumi noticed you were wearing his father’s clothes, he didn’t say anything.

“What time does your dad get home?”

Megumi hummed. “Dunno. Depends.”

“On what?”

Megumi seemed to hesitate so you didn’t push it.

Didn’t matter, as soon as Toji got home, you’d give him a piece of your mind.

11:20 p.m.

The door opened. You were right there in front of it, ready to yell when you froze. Toji had a gash on his arm, bleeding all onto the floor. But he didn’t seem fazed by it. On the contrary, it was as if it was another Tuesday to him. Your lips parted, only sounds that could out being a soft ‘huh?’

Toji looked at you, seeming to be a bit shocked you were still there. His eyes flickered down.

“You love flashing me, huh?”

You blinked in confusion and looked down to see the pants pooling around your legs. For fuck sakes! You quickly pulled up the pants and blushed heavily, thoughts rushing in your mind.

“W—Where were you?! Why are you bleeding?!” You whispered yelled. Megumi was upstairs sleeping.

Toji hummed nonchalantly as he walked to the kitchen and opened one of the cabinets, pulling out some napkins and bandages. The gash was still bleeding as blood began pooling around his feet.

Was.. that how…? You pushed the thought away and trudged over to him. With quick hands, you grabbed the materials from him and began cleaning the wound. You had so many questions—wanting to know just what type of job could do this to him.

But you were the babysitter. And that’s all you were.

When you finished, the makeshift bandages that were wrapped hazardously around his arm. It wasn’t properly secured as it slipped a bit when Toji moved his arm but he still thanked you and fixed it to be tighter.

Silence filled the room as you grabbed some paper towels to clean up the blood on the ground.

Toji didn’t say anything, just watching you clean. Were you just this weird? He didn’t know a boy like you would be interested in babysitting, much less cleaning the entire house.

He knew he should’ve thanked you yesterday for cleaning it—but he didn’t. He wasn’t even sure why.

“What job do you have?” You suddenly asked, standing up as you threw away the dirty paper towels. Toji glanced at you. You expected him to just answer but instead he said..

“Cook somethin’ for me, Housewife. I’m starving.” He said, walking over to the living room. He plopped down onto the couch and grabbed the remote, turning the tv on.

You stared at the back of his head in shock. And pure rage but since you didn’t want to wake up Megumi, you silently cursed him out as you made him the laziest dinner ever.

It was fucking 12:00 a.m. by now! No way were you going to go all out for this broke lazy man.

You gave him a bowl of leftover salad and store bought sushi you and Megumi had left over. You could tell Toji looked a bit disappointed but still took the bowl from you.

As he ate, you still wanted to know more.

“Why do you keep calling me housewife? I’m a man, y’know!”

“So?” He simply said. “You embody the housewife… so I’ll call you housewife.”

You glared at him. “How?! Just by cleaning?”

“Cleaning. Taking care of Megumi. Restocking the kitchen. Making me dinner.”

“I made the dinner for Megumi.” You muttered bitterly.

“Oh, right.” Toji muttered, fishing something out from his dirty pants. There were stains you knew weren’t water… you told yourself it was his blood—not someone else’s. He pulled out a wad of cash and placed it into your hands.

“Paycheck.”

You counted the money. “It’s more than promised.”

“You stayed longer than necessary.”

“Right.” You whispered. You walked over and placed the cash into your bag. No one payed with cash as much anymore but you didn’t want to know why he wasn’t sending it electronically.

You glanced over at Toji, getting a better look of him. He was as good looking as a man who obviously hasn’t been grooming himself often. His eyes flickered to yours, a raised eyebrow as he waited for you to say something.

“Oh.. uh.. will you be going out for work again..?”

“No. I have enough money for at least a week.”

“Will you.. at least spend time with Megumi?”

Toji hummed. “It’s only been two days but you’re already caring a lot for Megumi.” He looked over at you. “You enjoy being with kids?”

“Do you?”

Toji stood up suddenly, causing you to flinch in shock. He placed the empty bowl on the small wooden coffee table and walked past you to the front door.

“Where are you going?” You asked, watching as he grabbed a jacket from the small closet. He didn’t even struggle pulling the jacket on—it was as if his wound didn’t hurt him. He was leaving? Again? With no work to do?!

It wasn’t on purpose. Really, you just acted so fast. Your hands were gripped tightly on his. You were staring right at his hand. The rough feeling of his palms—certainly of one that has held… his hand was large against yours. Even two of your hands were small compared to one of his. Toji glanced down at you, noticing that your—his, really—pants fell down again. He was about to comment on it again, ready for you to jump in embarrassment.

But when he saw your face, he paused.

Your eyes were a bit puffy, watery as you looked up at him. You.. This random guy he hired two days ago to watch Megumi was going to cry over him?

His dick twitched in his pants.

“Just… stay tonight. You might not notice it.. but Megumi was so happy when he woke up to me still here.” You whispered, leaning in closer to Toji. “I know I’m just a stranger and I’m not supposed to be bothering you like this… but I—uh, for Megumi… it’d be nice.”

The soft hums of the tv from the random show Toji was watching continued on. Even if it had been almost two days, the soft lavender smell still danced around the house. Just breathing it in brought you a sense of peace. Your grip loosened on Toji’s hand as you realized that this was a bit much. Maybe you did care a bit too much about Megumi.

But you weren’t even sure why.

A low deep laugh caught your attention as you looked up. Toji’s lips were pulled into a smirk as he used his free hand to grab your face harshly. Panic filled you as you reached up and grabbed at his arm, believing he was about to hurt you.

“You’re really embodying this housewife role, (Name). I guess I need to let you do your other job as well.” He said. “I was going to have some fun with a prostitute but.. I should’ve just went to my housewife.”

“Let’s take a bath first, can’t smell bad during your first time.”

12:20 a.m.

You weren’t sure why you didn’t say shit. Toji was relaxed in the bathtub that was not made for two people. Especially not someone as large as Toji.

The water was warm against your skin as you stared at your knees brought up to your chest. You were between Toji’s muscular thighs, making sure your back didn’t rest against his chest. Toji’s soft hums began to sound like light snoring. And, weirdly enough, you liked hearing it. You began getting comfortable but still curled up into yourself. A large hand gripped your waist and pulled you back, forcing your back to lay on his chest.

You meeped in shock, face flushed. But Toji didn’t say anything. His hand continued to rest on the curve of your waist, his thumb slowly tracing little circles all over it. The feeling of the warm water and comfortable touching on your body, you felt your eyes flutter close.

It wasn’t until you felt the subtle touch of something on your ass was when you shook awake.

It was a dick.

A.. uh, big one at that.

You looked over your shoulder, seeing Toji mostly asleep. His head was resting against the wall while his chest rose and fell slowly. You gently turned around to fully face him. He was hot. Sexy maybe.

But definitely older than you.

You reached out and rest your hands on his chest, leaning close to Toji. You didn’t know what exactly you were doing but you wanted to kiss him. Maybe constantly being called a housewife was getting to you.

Your body was fully pressed against his—lips close to his when a hand was squeezing your hips. You whimpered and pulled away, looking down to see Toji looking up at you with a lazy smirk.

“You’re not just a housewife, huh? Also a slut too.”

“No… ‘m not..” you muttered, blushing heavily as Toji’s hand trailed down to your ass and began to harshly knead it.

“You’re not? But what were you trying to do just now?”

You pursed your lips and looked away. Yeah, you were trying to kiss him. It felt embarrassing to be caught red handed like that. Toji hummed as he watched you squirm. His hands rose up and gripped your waist. You looked back at him and wondered if he was going to push you away.

But instead of pushing you away, he pulled you against your chest as he stood up. You gasped and quickly wrap your arms around his neck as a way to stay upright as he walked out of the tub. He didn’t even bother grabbing a towel—simply walked nude and wet to the bedroom with you in his arms. He was only even using one arm to keep you up.

He unceremoniously dropped you onto the bed. You let out a huff, glaring at him. The bed was now wet from the water on your body. It seeped into the blankets and when you tried to move off the bed, Toji grabbed your foot and pulled you towards the edge of the bed. You shrieked at his strength.

He had no problem just dragging or picking you up like a rag doll.

With your legs dangling off the bed, Toji lifted them up, causing your body to uncomfortably arch.

“Toji! This is uncomfortable,” you whined.

“I know.”

You watched with a bated breath as Toji kneeled at the edge of the bed, placing your legs on either side of his shoulder. The position was odd. You were resting on your shoulders and upper back with your lower half raised up by Toji’s grip. His large hands had a harsh grip on your thighs. You were sure there would be bruising in the morning.

“Usually, I don’t reward sluts.. but because you’re my housewife, I’ll be nice.”

With that, you suddenly felt a tongue graze right against your cunt. You shivered, gripping the bedsheets beneath you. The droplets from both of your bodies dripped onto the ground and bed.

“T…Toji..!” You whined, your legs squeezing his head as you felt his tongue lick between your folds. He was slow and sharp, one of his hands going down to flick your clit. Your toes curled and soft whimpers left your lips as his tongue reached deep between your folds.

You had to be control your voice—no matter how loud you wanted to be.

You cried out when his lips left your heat. His grip on your legs moved down to your waist and next thing you knew it, you were manhandled onto the bed. You were on your back, legs pushed up to where your knees reached your chin. The position was more comfortable than the one before.

Toji got between your legs and leaned over you, a sly smirk on his lips. “I never thought I’d ever be fucking Megumi’s babysitter. Most don’t make it after an hour.”

“Cause the house was awful..” You muttered.

You gasped when you felt a sharp tug at your hair. Toji smirked at you, obviously enjoying your cry of pain. He released your hair and you decided to keep your mouth shut.

“I was getting sick of having to hire a new babysitter every day—it’s good to know I won’t have to anymore.” You felt something rub against your pussy, slowly inching between your wet folds. “It’s a bonus you ended up being a good housewife.”

Crack!

Your mouth pulled open in a silent scream—back arched as Toji’s cock slammed right inside of you. It was painful, no doubt because he didn’t stretch you out for a cock that was so thick! It was stretching you, your cunt clamping down on it as you tried to get used to it.

The look on Toji’s face was of pure satisfaction. He was happy to be fucking such a tight wet cunt. Even more so it was yours. He didn’t wait long to start fucking into you, watching you come undone beneath him.

Your smaller body compared to his bigger form. Hands reaching up to claw at his back for some type of stability. The bed had broke one of its legs when he thrusted inside of you. You were sure it wouldn’t survive by how harsh his hips slapped against your ass, sending you up towards the headboard each time.

“I can’t really call you a slut if this is how your cunt feels. Were you one of those boys saving this,” he tugs lightly at your clit, earning a cry, “for someone special?”

You shook your head, moans and gasps leaving your lips as you tried to speak. It was so hard to speak that you didn’t even try, solely focusing on the cock stretching you full.

“Sorry to disappoint but this cunt belongs to me now.”

You didn’t tell him no. Because for some reason, you liked the sound of that.

As he continued fucking you, his hand rested down on your stomach as the other gripped your waist. You watched with hooded eyes as your continued crying and whimpering, your pussy clinching around his cock as you felt yourself reach your limit.

“You never answered me that time.” He leaned down close to you. “Do you like kids?”

You wanted to punch him for asking such a question during such a time but you simply nodded. “Yes…! Kids… ngh… cute…” you pitifully whimpered.

“Then Megumi deserves a sibling. Think you can give it to him?” He simply said. You blushed heavily at his words, mouth opening to ask what the fuck did he mean by that but he was now focused solely on fucking you.

Your hands scratched at his back as you arched yours, crying and moaning as his hips slammed into your ass. You weren’t sure if you really wanted to go through the whole ordeal of birth but just technically being claimed by Toji made your brain feel mushy.

It didn’t take long for you to cum. Your toes curled and your nails clawed at Toji’s back for purchase as your body shook with your orgasm. Toji didn’t let up, however, somehow going even faster. It was like he was using you like a toy, fucking your hole with reckless abandon as he chased his own release now.

He slammed his hips harsh, pushing his cock deep inside you before cumming. You whimpered, feeling the warm cum coat your insides. Cum seeped into the bedsheets as he pulled out, leaving your cunt to faintly clench around the missing feeling.

“You’re helping me save money. Don’t need to spend it on women when I got my housewife right here.” He patted your sore pussy. “If I knew fucking men would feel this good I would’ve done it earlier.”

You blushed. “I feel dirty..”

Toji simply laughed. “You are.” He grabbed your face, but much more gently than the times before and pressed a sloppy kiss onto your lips. “Now be a good boy and take a shower. I’ll join you soon.”

You bit your lip and mutely nodded as he got up from bed. With shaky legs, you slowly walked to the bathroom, feeling cum drip down your legs. You were sure some fell into the floor. God, you’d need to clean that layer. When you reached the bathroom and turned on the tub, you suddenly felt giddy.

Wow. You came here to babysit and suddenly you have a “boyfriend?”

Luck was on your side. You just wondered what it would be like dating someone like Toji.

6:30 a.m.

“T..Toji..!” You whispered, gripping the bedsheets beneath you. Toji was fucking into your already sore cunt. You were on your side with Toji behind you, his hand holding your leg up as his cock pumped into your pussy.

It’s been maybe four weeks since you got here. You haven’t gone home. Well, just once to get clothes since you couldn’t just stay in Toji’s clothes. Megumi was so happy that you were staying. Finally, something constant.

But you soon learned that Toji was a very horny man—he would constantly fuck you in the bathtub, living room, kitchen, and bedroom. It was always before he left for work and when he came back. You had gotten used to having your hole stuffed full of cum. It was getting tiring of cleaning it out.

You mentioned condoms… but that only resulted in him giving you continuous creampies until you apologized.

Toji finally cummed, once again coating your insides. He pulled and pressed a kiss onto your neck as he got up from the bed. He got dressed and turned to you.

“I’m going now. I want curry for dinner.”

That was all he said before leaving. It felt a little degrading, to be used and then told to make him dinner before he got back. But you still did it, no question asked.

You truly were a male housewife.

Definitely not what child you dreamed of being as an adult, but hey, things change.

At least the dick was good.

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First time writing deadbeatguro… how’d I do? Feel like I didn’t do him justice smh. But it was fun writing this, made it way too long but hey, plot just happened..

tag list: @the-ultimate-librarian @remdayz @chill-guy-but-cooler @tehyunnie @smellwell @rhetorical-conscience @nakedtoasterr @mello-life69 @iwishtobeacrow @kiiyoooo @tomoeroi @ofclyde @kaedezu

[sexlapis]

i cant stop thinking about actor toji and actor y/n omg. give us more, i beg!

toji & y/n being a couple pt. 2 (part 1, part 3, part 4)

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౨ৎ first clip

this clip was filmed by one of the fans in the crowd - it was another award show where you’re sitting at a table with other actors. you keep tugging on the dress your stylist (who your fans hate) made you wear, pulling it down with each movement you make. it was short and you were clearly uncomfortable with its length.

seemingly noticing your constant shifting, toji who is also sitting at your table, looks at you. he leans in and speaks to you and you look down, referring to your outfit and the too short of a dress you’re wearing. toji, in surprisingly gentlemen fashion of him, takes off his tuxedo jacket and drapes it over your lap, effectively covering your thighs and knees. you look at toji and thank him, flustered at his kind gesture. he just nods.

౨ৎ second clip

(a bloopers clip) you were on set, everything was running smoothly and everything was going well. it was an action movie with toji and you decided to do one of the stunts on your own. and then you fall awkwardly, spraining your ankle.

toji is kneeling beside you, asking if you’re okay and scanning you down for any injuries. you laugh and you tell him that you have hurt your ankle. toji helps you up and asks if you can walk. a small medical team waits nearby.

“yeah i can. it’s fine.”

you take one step and limp harshly, almost falling over. ouch. it hurt more than you thought it did. toji reached his hands out, ready to catch you if you fell.

“okay maybe it’s not fine. but i can still-”

“yeah forget that.”

toji picks you up bridal style, scooping you up like it natural to him. you gasp, grabbing onto his shoulders to balance yourself. “toji!”

“someone get an ice pack over here!”

cut to you laying on a couch with an ice pack on your swollen ankle, toji crouched behind you as you give the camera a thumbs up. “i’m okay!”

toji ruffles your hair, blatantly looking at you closely. “yeah she is.”

౨ৎ third clip

a fan secretly recorded you & toji in a restaurant, on what appears to be a date. you’re sitting opposite him, eating and speaking when you seem to be interested in what’s on his plate. you tilt your head and point at his meal, talking but nobody knows exactly what you’re saying. toji does a full body sigh and then picks up some of his food on his fork and holds it up to your mouth. you smile widely, accepting his offer and stuffing your cheeks full. toji uses his thumb to wipe away food left on the corner of your lips. you open your mouth, silently demanding more food. toji’s head rolls and he just pushes his whole plate over to you, shaking his head. you clap your hands and dig in.

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tag list: @snowprincesa1 | @mimiemie

a/n: 🥸

[moonpetrichors-blog]

Lo’ak x Fem (or gn) Metkayina!Reader who surfs!! The sully’s basically see reader surfing a really big wave and he’s just so intrigued and impressed!!

Just a lot of fluff and pining, rlly cute :)

Queen Of The Waves

Tags: Lo’ak x Metkayina!Reader, Headcanons, Fem!Reader, Surfing, Fluff, Pining

Warnings: None

Lo’ak was thoroughly intrigued when he spotted you gliding across the large waves of the sea, confused about how you did that on... a board? The Metkayina called you the queen of the waves for a reason, after all.

THIS IS ADORABLE BUT SIDENOTE I THOUGHT THIS WAS A BOT IN MY INBOX FOR A SEC HELP 😭😭 nah but when I saw this request I was listening to summer sunshine and then the thought hit me... IMAGINE A METKAYINA READER WITH MERLIAH’S HAIR STREAKS?? Also, think of Lo’ak’s inner monologue as amore mio aiutami. It sounds exactly like what he was thinking lmao

* ˚ ✦ Read below the cut  

╭┈─────── ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-╰┈➤ ❝ [08/01/23] ❞    

Lo'ak stared in awe at your figure in the ocean.

He had never seen anything like what you were doing right now!

There was a massive wave in the midst of the waters, and you were standing on some weird board Lo’ak had never seen before.

He couldn’t wrap his head around how you were gliding across the wave on this board, performing bottom turns and snapping against the wave.

How were you doing that??

But that wasn’t the only thing he noticed about you.

Aside from how impressive it was that you somehow managed to stay upright while riding this fairly massive wave, Lo’ak’s eyes raked over you affectionately.

The way your bangles glinted against the sunlight, or how the remnants of water droplets on your blue skin left behind a pretty sheen.

Maybe he was just looking at you through rose tinted glasses, but to him, you were practically sparkling in the water.

What also caught his eye were the pretty blue streaks in your hair; he hadn’t noticed them before, but they were far more apparent when you hit the water.

He secretly wished he could card his fingers through those blue streaks.

Jake noticed his son staring at you intently, and punched his shoulder lightly. He had never seen his son so whipped for someone before!

You did a cutback, and before Lo’ak could shift his lingering gaze away from you, he caught your eye.

Before surfing away from the wave, you beamed at him, dimples on full display just for him.

He felt his heart stop the moment he saw you do so, and the wink you sent in his direction made him go into cardiac arrest.

You chuckled at his reaction, and soon disappeared behind the wave.

Kiri and Neteyam gagged besides him as they witnessed the entire ordeal, then started laughing to each other about how their brother was behaving.

He turned around to argue with them about what was so funny, but stopped when you emerged from the water and made your way to him, board under your arm.

You brushed your stray tresses aside, and asked him what he thought of your surfing.

Surfing? Is that what that was?

Of course he stuttered trying to say it was cool, but you merely giggled at his flushed demeanor.

You held out your hand for him, asking if he wanted to try.

Now Jake joined his children in snickering at Lo’ak’s bashful countenance.

Lo’ak shot a glare at his family, then accepted your hand.

He was definitely gonna rock this surfing shit.

...

Spoiler alert: he didn’t.

He didn’t mind, though. His failed attempts at surfing on a wave only served to make you smile, so he didn’t care.

As long as it was because of him you were happy.

[xztloux]

hey love! love your writing! I saw you were accepting requests sooooo could you do Tom kaulitz helping f!reader through a panic attack? the reader has been softly pushing him away all day to not burden him and then he finds her going through one at the end of the day? ❤️❤️❤️

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↳˗ˏˋ Tom kaulitz ˊˎ˗ ↴

▸ content warnings: panic attacks, dark thoughts (?)

▸ summary: Tom comforts you through a panic attack

▸ A/N: of course I can lovelies! Sorry if there are any mistakes. Just a disclaimer I will be using my own experience from having a panic attack so I’m sorry if it doesn’t match your experience. I HOPE THIS DID YOUR IDEA JUSTICE! 😭

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You were have one of your bad days again. You felt tired and shaky, and you definitely didn’t want to bother Tom with it. Obviously Tom being Tom had noticed you acting differently and was slightly worried about you. “Liebe…are you feeling alright?” He’d ask you gently resting his hand on your leg, giving it a light comforting squeeze. “Y-yeah yeah I’m fine Tom.” You replied getting up off the sofa you two were sitting on. “I’m.. um I’ve just got a headache.” You lied putting your hand on your head fighting back the tears in your eyes. Before Tom could answer you quickly left the living room going upstairs to your shared bedroom to be alone, not wanting to burden him with your problems. Tom saw this and felt upset, he knew damn well that you were lying to him. He wanted to do something to cheer you up, even if it was just a bit. He quickly got up slipping his shoes on and running around to corner shop nearby. He grabbed you a couple of your favorite chocolates and drinks hoping it would cheer you up a bit.

Tom walked into the house calling out your name, but got no answer, thinking you had gone to sleep he quickly put the snacks away in the kitchen before quietly making his way upstairs to your guys room. He gently creeped the door open expecting to find you asleep In bed, but you were nowhere to be seen. “Liebe?” He said aloud before noticing the bathroom door open a jar. He opened it to find you sitting on the floor hands and legs shaking, tears running down your red cheeks from crying so much. Tom quickly rushed to you thinking you’d somehow hurt yourself. “Honey what’s wrong? What happened?” He asked worried and panicked slightly, you looked up at through tear stained eyes.

“I-I…” you chocked out but couldn’t quite talk properly. Your breathing was rapid. Tom soon realised what was happening and knew he had to ground you. “Okay okay, look at me-“ he gently grabbed your face making you look at him. “- look at me, focus on me.” He says softly. “Breathe, I’m here okay, breathe” Tom repeated, he hated seeing you like this, and he slightly blamed himself for noticing how you were feeling. After a while you calmed down still sniffing and cheeks red from crying. “I’m..I’m sorry” you chocked out tears forming again. “No.. don’t be sorry baby..” he says softly pulling you into a hug kissing the top of your head. “Why didn’t you tell me…?” He asked gently not going to push you if you didn’t want to talk. “I…-“ you sighed. “I didn’t wanna bother you..I didn’t wanna be a burden” you said softly your voice horse from all the crying.

Tom was shocked and immediately held your face looking into your eyes. “You will never, never be a burden to me. Never.” He says in a stern but soft away before leading you out the bathroom and into the bedroom, laying down on the bed with you. “I love you.” He says softly hugging into you lovingly. You smile softly feeling better nice nuzzling into him. “Love you too”

[good-thymes2]

˚⊹ᡣ𐭩 Meeting deities ⭒ˊˎ-

Aphrodite, Ares & Dionysus

I never intended to work with deities so shortly after restarting my witchy path, but three gods ended up reaching out to me! I think the stories of how I met them and started working with them would be nice to share, so…

Here is how I met Aphrodite, Ares and Dionysus!

˚⊹ᡣ𐭩 Aphrodite

I first met Aphrodite through a lot of signs. All of the sudden, I felt more drawn to strawberries, dolphins, pink, bunnies and large bodies of water. When I got a TikTok video of someone worshipping her, I could not get it out of my head.

Two days later, I heard my name being whispered while I was reading about Aphrodite. We struck a conversation and after a few questions, she told me to look for a rose as a sign. Not a second later, my mom asked to watch a dating show, which was, of course, filled with roses. The moment she mentioned rose quartz, the tv mentioned rose quartz. It’s like she was sending me all the signs at once so there was no doubt about it that it was her.

She asked me to work with her and I was very honored to, if a bit scared, as love and beauty were things I feel I didn’t represent well at all. I figured though, that that’s the main reason she wanted to work with me.

˚⊹𐂴 Ares

Now me worshipping Aphrodite didn’t go as smoothly as hoped. More and more was I confronted with the fact that love still scared me, and that I was overcome with the fear of disappointing her. Every time I channeled Aphrodite, I felt I was doing something wrong, and I could always sense a sadness that wasn’t mine.

I had always felt another energy around, and I honestly thought it was Hermes because I had worked with him before in the past. After speaking to him though (and having a pleasant conversation), I learned it wasn’t him.

It was then that Ares caught my eye and before I knew it, I was speaking to him. I explained my situation with Aphrodite and he helped me solve it with her once and for all. Ever since then, the sad feeling when channeling her had subsided. Ares then told me he liked me and that I should work with him as well. I didn’t know much about Ares, but his energy felt very right to me and he had been very polite, so I accepted.

. ˚⊹༄ Dionysus

When I was meditating, not trying to contact anyone, Dionysus came to me to ask if I wanted to work with him. I explained that working with two deities already was quite a challenge for me, and that I was unsure. He understood, but told me he “regretted he was too late”. He told me to learn more about him, talk to Ares about what would be best and then come back with a definite answer.

I talked to Ares and he said he wasn’t surprised more people wanted to work with me, but it did surprise him it was Dionysus. He told me I should accept, but only if it felt right. I thanked him for the advice and went back to Dionysus.

Dionysus noticed I still had doubts and tried to talk me into it (“Imagine. You and me. Working together. It’s amazing. Fireworks. Pew pew…” ~direct quote) and.. how could I ever refuse that.

So what started with gently getting into witchcraft again, turned into working with three amazing deities within two weeks! I didn’t see it coming at all, but I’m very excited to see where this path will take me!

Comments are greatly appreciated, whether they are your opinions, experiences or any tips you have!

🌿 Thyme Out! 🌿

[shredlad]

i think I might be the one who asked for Lyle X reader, but for fuck sake I forgot what I wrote there, probably Lyle X human!scientist!reader where he caught feeling for her and trying to show reader this, but she is like am I making this up and yeah them finally understand each other and maybe some smut at the end. If I wasn't this person sorry for wasting your time, also that's shame that half of your fanfic disappeared, and I hope you have a wonderful day

╭┈─────── ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-

╰┈➤ ❝𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩?❞

☛ 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟏

𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖊: okay this one will be spread through more chapters because I suddenly got inspired. sorry it took me a while because I struggled with motivation for some time but I'm really trying!! there will be some smut in the later chapters so don't worry. anyways I hope you'll like it! love you!

𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖘: fluff for now, goofy Lyle, therapy stuff, mentions of seizure

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

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You yawned as you struggled to keep yourself awake in the lab. Empty cups of coffee were sitting further away on a table, and papers were scattered across the floor. Come on, stay awake. It'll be worth it. You tried to encourage yourself to gain a bit more motivation to finish this research as your eyelids started to close under their own weight. It was quite likely the greatest research ever done in history. You, along with your team, are working on a transfer of human consciousness.

It'll be the next miracle discovered by humanity. Another wall ready to be broken on the way to discovering the truth. Big questions lie behind this important research. What is consciousness? What comes after death? Is God real? In the end, what is the meaning of life and how is it created? You exhaled nervously as the key moment was nearing.

There was a body of a mouse swimming in liquid, peacefully sleeping in his artificial mother's womb. The key ingredient needed to complete this being was a soul. The mouse has to be taken out of the womb in order for the experiment to work. After that, you switched your attention from the mouse to the Soul Drive that contained this precious ingredient.

"It's currently 4:22 AM. Thursday. Year 2154. Location Pandora. Project Phoenix." You said after turning on the camera.

"I will now begin the test on a prototype mouse." By exhaling and inhaling deeply, you managed to keep yourself calm. You reached out to take the Soul Drive into your hands and show it to the camera. It was no bigger than a USB stick. You felt a sense of respect for that object, no matter how insignificant it may have looked at first. It wasn't some gigantic engine that could, by just looking at it, create a sense of awe and greatness in you. This small thing possessed the power of a human mind—well, in this case, a mouse—and a soul.

You plugged it into a nearby machine that had wires connected to the head of a mouse. It would transmit electric impulses into the brain, in turn generating consciousness. The machine started buzzing with electric energy circulating inside of it.

"The chosen subject is ready to undergo the final test." You flipped on the switches that allowed the electricity to pass through the wires and into the mouse brain. The mouse twitched and his breathing sped up. You checked the monitor, noticing the heart rate speeding up as well. This should be fine, for now.  During the transfer of consciousness, the body experiences a small seizure. A body response to new and unusual things happening to it. It should calm down after a while, once it gets adjusted and the body accepts the soul that inhabited it.

And just as planned, the mouse's twitching and spasming calmed down. You felt a relief and exhaled the air that has been stuck in your lungs. Soon the mouse started wiggling and opening it's eyes, looking dizzy and confused. The monitor showed stable brain waves which meant the test ended successfully.

You tried to control your excitement by biting on your tongue. If you could, you'd jump around, laugh and call everybody in to come and see it, screaming eureka down the halls. But this science experiment required a dose of formality. You smiled at the camera and quickly shifted your gaze down on the newborn mouse.

"The test is successful. It is indeed possible."

✎ (❁ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈) ༉‧ ♡*.✧ ︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶༉‧₊˚.

Years later, after months of repeating the same test on mice and other, human like creatures, it has been approved to move onto experiments with humans. Similarly, the recoms, new bodies for human souls, were kept on a gentle blue light, provided in the tank that aided the recom's skin formation.

The fluid itself was of similar chemical composition to Pandora's oceans, a nutrient-rich broth circulating through an artificial placenta. After decantation, the artificial placental matrix and umbilical cord were removed and the wound healed naturally over the course of a few days.

When "born" they are not sentient and without personalities of their own. Their higher brain functions operate only through a psionic link with a human driver or a permanent transferal of consciousness via Soul Drive.

✎ (❁ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈) ༉‧ ♡*.✧ ︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶༉‧₊˚.

You entered the room with sleeping recom bodies laid out naked on the tables, covered only in thin cloth. The job was to examine them for any health issues before they wake up. They have already gained consciousness but were put under temporary coma, for safety reasons. You took blood samples from every recom and checked their pulse and blood pressure, measured the length of their tails and ears etc.

They were all tall with blue skin, bioluminescent markings and large eyes with golden irises. Their names were written on each bed for you to memorize before they wake up. Mansk, Prager, Brown, Zdinarsk... ah, the leader, Quaritch. His face was muscular, chin chiseled and masculine. He even had thick brows that popped on his blue tan. The stripes looked dark and almost threatening. Like the pattern of a poisonous snake or a frog. Right next to him lay his right-hand man, comrade, and brother in arms.

"Lyle Wainfleet."

You caught yourself saying it out loud, and nervousness overwhelmed you internally as if you were scared that he and the others might've heard you even though they're are deep in sleep. You shook off the feeling and approached him a little closer to take a look at his facial features.

He had very expressive cheekbones and forehead muscles, looking buff and bumptious. His chin had a little trench that split it in two. Bald head stuck out the most. Not the most attractive feature, you thought. You sat next to him to feel his pulse. It's working all right. Check. The skin on his neck felt warm and soft, untouched and unscarred.

Next was the blood pressure. You reached out to grab the monitor and wrap up his biceps with a cuff. Recoms had massive arms, and so you struggled a bit to get it right. His biceps glowed in the white light of the reflectors. There was a tattoo on his shoulder showing a skull with a helmet on saying "No fear". This guy has interesting tattoos. There was another one on his chest saying "Born to kill" with didn't amaze you too much. Blood pressure. Check.

When all the tests were proven to be correct it was time to initiate their actual wakening of the recoms. Each recom woke up that day. Among first candidates being Lyle himslef.

He started to open his eyes with a drunk look on his face. It took him a while to snap into reality so he only grunted and blinked confusingly. Suddenly a rush of adrenaline overwhelmed him as he started to notice the environment around him shaking himself out of this fog.

There were humans watching him with exo packs on. He didn't feel it on his face though, and they all looked kind of smaller in comparison to him. Something is wrong, he thought. The sound was deafened and his vision still a little blurry but he could differentiate the humans around him. 

A person flashed a light in his eye to check if they respond to a light change. He moved his head to the side and raised a hand to move the flash away from him. As he raised it in front of his face he realised - Wait, I'm- blue? 

He felt the sudden need to get up and stand on his feet. The doctors and scientist encircled him, trying to prevent him from getting up.

"Sir, you need to keep on laying, this is a big change for you." Lyle sat up and noticed his blue legs. There was something moving in the back. He looked over his shoulder to notice a tail with a little dark puffy end.

"Uh oh, what is this? What have you done? Is this some trick?" He asked in a low tone, trying to stay composed but he had so many questions to ask and no answers to be heard. All he remembered was being a human and now he's suddenly in a body of his enemy. He noticed that his ears are more sensitive to sound, also able to move unlike human ears. The crowd around him became louder and doctors were running to sedate him.

Then you appeared, somehow manged to squeeze in between all the doctors and scientists to reach Lyle.

"Nobody is allowed here except for the recom science team! Everybody get out!" People slowly exited the doors and the crowd became smaller and smaller, giving more space for Lyle to breathe. He blinked a few times to take a better look at your face.

"You're going to be okay. I'm sorry, this was extremely unprofessional of them. I'm here to introduce you to your new body, give you a little tutorial on how everything works. I imagine you're very confused right now." Lyle was sitting on a table rubbing his eyes.

"Correct. Will you get to the point already? What happened? I was human moments ago." You were silent for a minute, thinking of a way how to tell him the information without triggering him.

"You're a recombinant now. Don't stress too much about it. I know it sounds silly but your memories will soon come back and everything will make sense. You're still in a dazed state. We'll do some exercises to help you regain your memories faster. Do you remember your comrade Zhang? He woke up moments ago just like you. You're not alone." You gave him a small smile of encouragement.

"Zhang? Zhang! Yes I remember him. We were together in a lab last time I recall." A lab? What was I doing in a lab, I'm a marine. Oorah.

"You can visit him later. Now, I gotta ask you some questions." You said, pulling up a script and clicking a pen. Lyle raised his brow in amusement. So professional.

"Look, let me spare you some time. I'm fine! I feel... reborn, literally." He chuckled at his own pun expecting to see a positive reaction on your face too. Instead, you just gave him a serious look and stared at him in silence for a few seconds and huffed. He felt stupid and his ears moved backwards subconsciously.

"Ears working fine. Check." You said in a monotone, disinterested voice and wrote a tick on your notes.

"Tsk. No, why don't you check out these muscles sweetheart?" He flexed and smiled cunningly looking down at you. Well, those biceps are big not going to lie, you thought.

"Don't call me that." You insisted with a glare as he scratched the back of his head, disappointed with your answer.

"Okay what can I call you then?" Lyle asked in a quiet voice leaning forward.

"You'll refer to me as ma'am, for now." You said while writing down some notes.

"For now?" He sniggered playfully and his tail wagged behind him.

"Okay, I can tell you're doing good. Very talkative, energetic and enthusiastic. Ready for a mission. I gotta go check on other recoms so-"

You pointed towards the door with your pen after closing the notebook and started heading towards the exit. Lyle got up to stop you and the wires that were connected to his head and neck got pulled on.

"Wait, wait, wait! OUCH! Damnit! What- what mission?" He jumped up after you.

"Think of it as a, tropical vacation. No but seriously, Quaritch should explain the details. See ya." You headed off, leaving Lyle with his thoughts. Quaritch...

Even though you told him he's fine and ready to go, the two of you still needed to go through the protocol and do the exercises. He must be ready for anything. All of them have to.

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As you walked down the halls with boxes and a bunch of paper work in them, you passed next to the recom gym. There were recoms working out, doing final touches to their already perfectly formed muscles. You noticed Zdinarsk getting up from a bench press and grabbing a bottle of water to refresh herself. Her place took Brown and you could tell on her face that she was feeling angry about that.

"Brown... I didn't finish my sets yet. I'm only taking a short break." She slammed the towel off her shoulder down to her knee.

"I'll be quick!" he brushed off as he slid under the weights and began lifting them above his naked chest.

"I know this trick and you've used it far too many times it's starting to sound naïve. Get off." She grumbled out. Brown only let out a huff of exhaustion as he pushed the weights up.

"My muscles are cooling down... Final warning." She threatened, wrapping the towel around her fist making sure Brown sees it. He let out short a wheeze as if saying 'yea right'. Then suddenly when he stopped paying attention to her, she threw a towel in his face and he was forced to put off the weights. He got surprised and sat up quickly, removing the towel and throwing it back at her.

"Are you crazy? Trying to kill me? It could've slipped off my hands onto my head, I could've died, do you realise that?" Brown exclaimed irritated.

"Yea yea, with those weights? Those are rookie numbers." She brushed off his whining and sat back down on a bench press as he got up.

"Well I didn't change the weights. You worked with them too."

"I was just warming up." She said as she was putting on the bigger weights, smiling at him and popping a gum.

"Don't mess with Z-Dog man." Lyle joined the show and pat Brown on the shoulder. Brown was prone to sulking for 5 minutes maximum and then forgetting about it later pretty quickly. You could say he was a real drama queen.

Lyle turned around and accidentally spotted you watching them. You made eye contact with him and felt adrenaline coruse through your body. Shit, this is embarrassing. He waved to you but you couldn't wave back because your arms were busy holding these stupid boxes and papers. Oh now this is even worse. You gave him an awkward forced smile not knowing how to react and hurried away before he or someone else decided to walk out of the gym.

"It's the science lady?"  Quaritch asked after sitting down on a bench to take a breath, sweat dripping down his forehead.

"Yep." He said watching you waddle off awkwardly. "She is something you know." He said sarcastically then turned to face colonel and drink some water.

"Sounds very dedicated to her job."

"Boring." Lyle said looking away and Quaritch gave him a serious glare. He looked back at him and chuckled.

"You've got to see the look on your face."  He said wiping off water that was sliding down his chin.

"You don't wanna do that again Lyle, but you got me gotta admit." Subtle smile appeared on Quaritchs face.

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On your first weekly meet up, Lyle came on time, wearing his usual clothes. Olive green tanktop and cargo pants. He made himself comfortable on a bigger chair.

"Greetings, ma'am." He said while sitting down.

"Good evening, sir."

He pushed his torso forward, supporting himself with elbows on the knees. His ID tag was hanging down his neck, swinging as he moved.

"Soo any unusual symptoms to report? Dizziness? Insomnia? Nightmares? Hallucinations?" You asked, speeding up when listing the symptoms because you remembered the awkward interaction.

"I'm good as new."

"Well that's good to hear. What about diet? Any allergies?"

"Had a good deal of allergies in my past human life, this new body seems to be imune to everything. Haven't found out if it's bullet proof yet."

"Yeaaa hopefully you won't have to find that out." You gave him a concerned look with widened eyes.

"You know I'm not really used to this, therapy session thing. I'm not, the type to open up and stuff. I'm a marine." He pointed to his chest, feeling proud of calling himself like that.

"Valid, but being a marine isn't supposed to prevent you from feeling emotions like every living creature."

"No, no, no, no. I have emotions and I'm pretty emotional myself have to admit but, like - I don't like venting. Is that what my squad does when they come over here?"

"I- I'm not allowed to talk about client's problems with my other clients. It's strictly prohibited." You clicked your pen.

"Right." He nodded slowly.

"Just know that, I'm a professional and I'm here to help all of the recom squad as much as I can. It is my job to prepare you for whatever it is out there. Not physically, but mentally. And if you want to be able to handle it, you've gotta clear your mind from all the other negative, unimportant stuff taking space in your head."

"Yea, I'm pretty sure I'm good. You don't wanna know the horror stories I already went through in my carrier. But thank you."

"Noticed that. Excessive humour proves it, it's a coping mechanism." You wrote something down in your notes.

You sneaky little- He thought and his ears went backwards.

"It's a talent, an art. That's a better perspective." He exclaimed, scratching his lower jaw.

The usual meet up looked something like that. They would come over to you. You'd question them about any health issues and after that you'd have normal conversation with them.

The recoms are indeed tough people and you had to come up with new tricks how to break their shell to get them to confide to you. Some were easier to break, some harder.

You had to admit, Quaritch was the biggest challenge. That man is made out of steel, nearly impossible to pierce through.

And then there was Mansk. He'd always come in wearing shades but the moment he took them off he turned into a different person. With shades on, you would've thought he'd be the same deal as Quaritch but once he took them off, a friendly look in his eyes sparked through and sometimes you even felt like he's the one having a therapy session with you.

Meanwhile, Lyle was charismatic and fairly easy to crack open. Whenever you got the chance to touch on the sensitive topic of his childhood you explained to him why he might feel that way now in the adulthood. He always brushed off with "Meh... Doesn't matter." but you knew it mattered to him and that he secretly listened to every advice you told him so that he remembers it.

"Wish I had this kind of mentality back then. I'd crack his skull open." He huffed in irritation as he remembered some past events in his life.

"No, it doesn't matter anymore what happened back then. You grew into a person capable of many things and that's what matters." You tried to convince him.

"I was a weakling..." He gritted his teeth.

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After months of interaction you two got closer and closer to each other. To be fair, he was really consistent in your weekly meetups, for scientific purposes of course. He was even happy to come over and chat just about anything really.

Whenever he came over he'd crack a dad joke in hope to make you giggle. It worked, sometimes, because for you that was a commodity. No time for jokes, no time for rest nor peace. He is a subject, not a friend. You fought hard within yourself and it was difficult to maintain a professional distance between you and him, specially with Lyle who's prone to making scandals and unpredictable actions.

He came to your office one day, smile wide across his face as usual  and-  "a flower?" You flinched as he stood in front of you impatiently, as if he had something to say to you but the words were stuck in his throat.

"This is our last meeting so, I decided to bring you this flower as a sign of... our, partnership and cooperation. Thank you for tutoring me through this, new bigass body of mine." He let out a chuckle.

"I really appreciate all of the effort you put in me for months and I appreciate your patience for a scumbag like me, who did all kinds of stupid shit, so please, accept this humble flower." He crouched down on your eye level and put a flower in front for you to take.

You stood still for a moment, thinking about all the memories you two made together. He leaned his head to the side, losing hope that you might not accept his gift, that maybe you wanted something grander than a simple flower...

To be continued... c:

[nogenderbee]

✉ -ˏˋ ℍ𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕪 𝔹𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕙𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕨𝕒𝕓𝕒𝕥𝕝𝕖! ˊˎ

Happy Birthday to @wabatle !! I know I technically don't write Reo anymore but... I could see you really like him so I thought "why not?" and here he is!

I hope he was the right choice and it didn't write him too ooc...

Anyway! I want to wish you happy birthday! And I really hope this little gift of mine will be up your liking <3

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Birthday letter

❝Hello, my lovely

I'm sincerely hoping you don't have much plans for this day because I have quite a bit of attractions planned for today. If you do though, just text me and I'll figure something out. But if you don't, I'll be there to pick you up at 2pm.

I had planned both restaurant dinner and small walk, so please make sure you choose right shoes. I wouldn't want you to be in pain later on.

That's be it from me. I'm aware I'll most likely say it in person, but happy birthday. I hope I'll be able to make it an unforgettable one for you.

-Reo M.❞

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Birthday party

↳ ❝ Lively party ❞

Reo is most likely used to parties but not necessarily those that you arranged... tho it doesn't mean he isn't enjoying it!

He likes how you have your own way of throwing parties and he'll be more than happy to help you with anything before party if you ask him to!

But if not... he's most likely to come punctual at the hour you planned for the party to start.

"I hope I'm not late! Here, this is for you, lovely."

He handed you elegantly packed gift. He made sure to take notes of what you were rambling about for past few days and also asked all around your friend groups to make sure he won't get you the same gift, others might've did.

"Awh~ Thank you!"

So when you opened the exact gift, you noticed there something you most definitely wanted! He doesn't care if it's expensive or not... as long as you're happy, he's also happy to spend any amount of money on your happiness!

When you opened the gift, he made sure to watch over your facial expressions, to see on his own if you enjoyed what he prepared for you or not.

"And? Did I manage to get the right gift?"

"Yeah! Totally!"

He doesn't want much in return... just a simple kiss on his cheek or lips and he'll be in absolute heaven~ not regretting a single thing! Not the time, money or effort he spent into this gift... it's all worth for him!

↳ ❝ Calm party ❞

Reo wasn't against calm, private parties... if that's what you wanted, he doesn't mind! Maybe that's why he accepted the thought of just staying indoors and watching something so easily?

Either way, depending on your preferences, he either had his arm gently wrapped around your waist or his head in your stomach. And no matter where his head is, he's still gonna feed you with the cake he bought somehow...

"Lovely, say aah~"

"What if it falls-?"

"I'll be alright. Now why won't you let me spoil you ok this special day? Just once?"

And how could you ever say no when he's asking with such a gentle and caring voice and with the love filled eyes? He simply want to treat you like a princess today! Not like he doesn't treat you like a princess on daily basis but today, that affection is doubled~

All you have to do is tell him what you want and he'll be ready to carry you to the destination if that's what you desire! Yet for now, all he cares about if you're comfortable and if you like the movie and the cake!

"How is it?"

"It's perfect!! How did you managed to get my favorite?!"

"I just happened to know few people here and there~ Don't worry about it. Would you like another bite?"

He'll kiss your forehead or hand, as he spoils you endlessly! He's always asking for consent, to make sure he worn make any wrong move by accident too~

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[sooniebby]

Hi, were you accepting request? if so, could i request a nsfw fiction? where m!reader is having an intimate night with his soft boyfriend (any male character you're simping for) who's happy to pop m!reader's virginity and bottomed him out with lots of cum!

“would you look at this? there's a bulge inside you, so adorable just like you..”

ఌ 𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐈

❝ 𝙔𝙤𝙪’𝙫𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙭 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚?! ❞

꧁ 𝘿𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙞 𝙭 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 ꧂

Word count › 1.9k

Rating › NSFW

Warnings › cringy idiots having sex

Kinks › creampie

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Denji was ready. He prepared everything in advance—something he rarely does which told Aki and Power that he indeed was serious. The small apartment they shared was empty with just Denji and his boyfriend, (Name). They had been dating for almost six months which was honestly a record for Denji. 

He was honestly not sure what shocked him the most: that he was dating a man or that their relationship lasted more than a week. 

But he had gotten over that. Denji silently smirked to himself, not noticing the raised eyebrows he got from (Name). 

Honestly, (Name) should’ve been used to Denji’s strange quirks by now. 

(Name) was only an inch taller than Denji and had more muscle on him compared to his previously malnourished boyfriend. Maybe that’s why Denji thought (Name) was supposed to take the lead in the relationship. 

That’s what the comics showed. 

“Denji, if you’re done smiling to yourself, can you pass me the remote?” (Name) asked, holding his hand out. Denji bristled but handed him the remote, eyeing the other beside him. 

Okay, maybe he was just stupid, but wasn’t something supposed to happen by now? 

(Name) changed the channels until it was on some random action movie. He hummed as he moved to rest his head on Denji’s lap, getting himself comfortable. Denji couldn’t help his urge to tangle his hand in (Name)’s hair, doing some little braids that would be a pain to undo later. 

It stayed like that for a moment—just the two enjoying each other’s company. 

“Something wrong?” (Name) asked. 

Denji hummed. “No. Why?” That was one of the weird things about (Name). It was like he was able to feel whenever Denji was overthinking something. 

“You’ve been on edge ever since I got here.” (Name) moved to sit up to look at Denji. “Was it…?” He trailed off to let Denji get the idea. (Name) hated Makima and really any one that took advantage of Denji’s naivety but he knew not to state it outloud. 

Who knew if she could hear their every move? 

Denji frowned. Damn, did he really suck at hiding his emotions? “Uh, well, it’s really just I thought you’d do something by now.” 

“Do what?” 

“Sex.” 

(Name) blushed. If this was any other situation, Denji would’ve began celebrating since it was practically impossible to get (Name) to blush. But right now, he was worried his boyfriend would faint from overheating. 

Was he embarrassed by sex? 

“Do you not want to have sex? You’ve dated before.” Denji said. 

“But….” (Name) looked away. “I’ve never had sex before.” 

Denji blinked. 

No way. 

No fucking way! 

“Huh?!” He yelled, a bit too loud for (Name) who suddenly turned back to stare at him with a scowl on his face. 

“What?! Why’s that so hard to believe?” 

“How can you date other people but not have sex?” 

“I was scared…” (Name) muttered. 

Denji was so confused. How could (Name) fight devils with no issue but he somehow had a problem with having sex? Denji stared at him with a confused look that only embarrassed (Name) even more. They stayed like that for a moment while the movie continued on in the background. 

“Was this why you wanted to have this sleepover?” (Name) asked, his cheeks finally returning to back to normal. 

Denji shrugged. “Half of it. I also just wanted to spend time with you.” 

(Name) bit his lip. “We can have sex but I might be a bit bad…” 

“It’s not like I’ve ever had sex ,” Denji stated. 

“I should get ready then,” (Name) said, standing up. 

“Ready for what?” 

“….for you to fuck me, did you forget already?” (Name) asked, his usual snappiness coming back. 

Denji paused. “You…. You’ll take my dick inside you?!” He asked, shocked at the new development. 

(Name) stared at him as if he was crazy. “Yeah, I don’t want to top. Besides, I doubt you know how to open yourself.” 

“Open myself?!” 

“Do you even know what has to happen for us to have sex?! Neither of us have a vagina!” 

“I thought the person who had the biggest dick tops.” 

(Name) frowned. “Where did you learn all of this?” 

“Manga….” 

“Just ask me next time. But you have the bigger dick anyway.” (Name) said, walking away to the bathroom. 

Denji blinked. 

Wait how did he know that? 

ꕤ

(Name) was scared. Yeah, sure, he had been wanting to have sex with Denji but he was also terrified. A dick was supposed to go inside his asshole. That’s scary! What if it tears him open?! 

He sighed, looking around in the bathroom for any type of lube. Much to his surprise, he did. He tried not to imagine who this belonged to. (Name) walked over to the small bedroom that Denji was already in, pacing around. 

“You okay?” 

Denji nodded, stopping in his tracks. “I quickly read one of Aki’s hidden porn mag and saw what I have to do.” 

“Uh, okay. Do you mind getting out so I prepare?” 

“No. I wanna see.” Denji said before quickly realising how harsh he sounded. “If you don’t mind…” 

(Name) controlled his urge to pout. “Sure, fine. Just don’t look at me weird.” He slipped off his pyjamas and laid down on the bed. It was a bit odd to be fully naked in front of Denji but he tried to ignore it as he slipped off his boxers. 

With shaky hands, he grabbed the lube to squeeze out a generous amount and went straight to his ass. (Name) moved himself to where his legs was pulled closer to his chest as he easily slipped in a finger inside himself. 

“So easily?” Denji asked, not noticing the look of embarrassment on (Name)’s face. 

“I masturbated this morning…” He whispered, slipping in another finger with ease. It was somehow making him horny to masturbate in front of his boyfriend. Maybe he was a pervert.

Soft moans left (Name)’s lips as he tried to open himself up as much as possible. His face was dusted pink, feeling the watchful eyes of Denji. He wondered what he was thinking. 

Did he think he was sexy? 

“(Name)…” 

“Mmh?” 

Denji was way closer than he was earlier. He stared at (Name) as he gently reached over and parted his legs even further to get a better look. 

“Your legs are in the way.” Denji said, grinning at the whine of embarrassment he got from (Name). “Are you ready?” 

(Name) glanced down at the bulge in Denji’s pants and gulped. He was ready physically but mentally? 

“Yeah. Just don’t go so hard…” 

Denji simply grinned and motioned for (Name) to lay down. He pulled down his pants, not having worn boxers, and grabbed some lube to spread on his cock. It was a bit cold… 

This certainly wasn’t his own lube. 

Oh. 

He shuddered at the thought of either Power or Aki using it. (Name) was too busy counting cats in his head to notice Denji’s panicked thinking. A laugh caught his attention as (Name) looked down to see Denji in between his legs. 

“What are you laughing at?” 

“Nothing…. It’s just I thought since you were bigger than me that you’d have a bigger dick,” Denji said, staring at down at (Name)’s 4 inch dick that seemed to twitch under his gaze. (Name) glared at him, sitting up to get a glance at Denji’s cock when his skin turned pale. 

“What the fuck…?” 

“What? Is it ugly?” 

“No… Are you a grower?!” 

The one time (Name) had saw Denji’s cock, it was large but not as big as it is now. It had to be close to eight inches than the five that he last saw. Denji blushed while a confident smile grew on his lips. 

(Name) rolled his eyes but laid back down. Denji took that as a sign to go ahead. He inched in closer and pressed his dick right at (Name)’s hole that was dripping with the copious amount of lube he had used earlier. It was a bit scary for (Name) but Denji was excited. 

This was way better than what he imagined. 

He was going to give his boyfriend the best night of his life. 

With one swift movement, he easily pushed inside. (Name)’s breathing hitched, a soft whine leaving his lips. He gripped the bed sheets beneath him as Denji continued to push his entire length inside. It should’ve embarrassed him at how easily he took him in but he was sort of proud of his body. 

Once Denji was fully inside, their skin touching, he finally looked down at (Name)’s stomach. It was a bit toned from the work they did but still had a softness that he loved to play with. But there was something causing (Name)’s stomach to bulge. 

Was it his dick? 

“(Name).” 

Only a pitiful whimper left (Name)’s lips. 

“There’s a bulge inside of you from me.” 

(Name) let out a gasp of concern as he glanced down to see it was indeed true. He was shocked. And horny as his lower region tightened around Denji’s dick. Denji groaned and a playful smirk appeared on his lips. 

Denji trailed a hand on (Name)’s stomach and lightly touched the bulge. He leaned down to press a kiss on his lips. 

“It’s cute, like you.” 

With that, he began to slowly pull out and slam back inside. (Name) mouth opened in a silent scream as Denji used most of his strength to keep up the harsh motion. (Name) wanted to kill Denji for not going slow like he wanted but he couldn’t deny that it felt so good. 

There was a constant pressure on something inside of him. Whenever Denji so much as brushed it—(Name)’s body jerked upwards as he moaned. Their neighbors were going to kill them in the morning. 

(Name) reached over to wrap his arms around Denji’s neck, bringing him close to kiss him once more. This only seemed to make Denji gain more energy as he reached down and grasped (Name)’s right leg, pulling it up more to gain more space to move faster. 

The position for (Name) was a bit uncomfortable but he had no time to complain. 

Denji pulled away from the kiss and groaned. “I see why you wanted to bottom. I feel like I’m going to pass out already.” He said, his thrusts getting considerably inconsistent. 

(Name) smirked, “aw, you can’t handle it?” Denji simply stared at him as if he shouldn’t have said that.

Maybe he shouldn’t have because obviously the guy with a devil living inside of him has more power than the average human. 

It could’ve been, maybe almost ten minutes, of Denji’s inhumane thrusts. (Name)’s stomach was covered in his own cum that had began to be more watery after the third time. His throat was sore and honestly he wished he kept his damn mouth shut. 

“Denji…” he whined. 

Denji simply hummed, nipping at (Name)’s neck as he slowed down his thrusts. 

“Finish already. I’m so tired…” 

“Fine, fine. I’m close anyway,” Denji grunted, easily flipping over (Name) to lay on his knees and face away from him. It took only a few more harsh thrusts that deliberately touched the magic spot inside of (Name) as they both cummed with the other’s name on their lips. 

(Name) groaned, wanting to sleep. He could feel the hot cum inside of him that felt like an amount no normal human could realistically make but Denji wasn’t exactly human anymore. With his head on the pillow, he was about to fall asleep as Denji pulled out only to feel him push the cum dripping out back inside of him. 

“Denji!” 

“What? Don’t want it to spill.” 

(Name) headed chuckling before feeling Denji push his cock back inside. 

And it was still hard. 

“Do you mind going for a few more rounds? I still have stamina in me!” 

(Name) was done for. 

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First ever request!! Thank you so much for idea! I choose Denji so hopefully you know him or at the very least enjoy the story!

Requests are open so if you got any ideas, feel free to send me them!

Feedback greatly appreciated too! Thanks for reading

[moonpetrichors-blog]

Hi again :D for Neytiri, could you write something about her and the reader hunting but the reader gets injured and Neytiri has to patch them up? But while she’s doing that the reader is just gazing at her lovingly and Neytiri is like 🧍🏻and teases the reader out of her own bashfulness and then the reader is like “you’re so pretty” and then they end up confessing their feelings?

Hunting Gone Wrong

Tags: Neytiri x Omaticaya!Reader, Oneshot, Gn!Reader, Fluff, After-Action Patch-Up

Warnings: Reader Gets Hurt During Hunt

You go on a hunt with Neytiri, but get injured. As she patches you up, you can’t pass up on the opportunity presented to you to flirt with her. Her shyness is cute, after all.

OMG THIS IS SO CUTE🌚 Forget the whole oneshot, neytiri would throw reader into a ditch after getting shy LMFAOOOO

* ˚ ✦ 674 Words • Read below the cut

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Neytiri was not happy.

Neytiri had invited you to go hunting with her just moments ago. Naturally you accepted, because you would leap at any opportunity to spend time with her.

When you were both up in the treetops, shrouded by greenery for concealment, you located ample prey and drew your bow and arrow to shoot it. You couldn't maintain your attention on the hexapede while aiming your arrow though. Neytiri's gaze was distracting, as she was peering at you so raptly that you began to shiver.

A terrible strain surged throughout your arm well before you released the arrow. Your arrow punctured the tree trunk behind the hexapede, alerting it to your presence, effectively scaring it away. You clutched your arm in agony, knowing that this was the result of overworking yourself on hunts.

Of course, Neytiri was both bewildered and alarmed because she had no idea you had injured your arm, nor that it had been that way for some time. She would never have brought you out hunting if she knew you were unwell. Why on Pandora did you agree to come if you were hurt?

You couldn't climb out of the tree on your own, so Neytiri rushed over to you and grabbed you in her arms to carefully position you on the back of your Ikran, enabling you two to safely return to Hometree.

Those events had culminated in you sitting peacefully amidst Hometree, having your arm tended to by Neytiri. You told her that it was alright, but she insisted on helping you.

She cautiously lifted your arm and turned it over, beginning to massage the tension out of it. She took a peculiar oily paste you'd never seen before and squeezed a handful of droplets on your forearm, kneading it into your skin to help make the process much more pleasant for you.

Neytiri's gaze did not leave your arm as she concentrated intensely on the motions of her fingertips, striving to relieve the aching in your forearm. While she was engaged with that, you began to stare at her affectionately, ignoring the nagging discomfort in your wrist.

You should have turned away sooner, but you couldn't. Neytiri halted as she felt your eyes sear into her, shyly lifting her head to meet your fixed gaze. Her cheeks immediately flushed as she noticed your attention drawn to her so warmly, but she couldn't figure out why.

Neytiri, who was now painfully shy and bashful, attempted to demonstrate confidence by poking your arm. You winced in pain, and she proceeded to mock you about your stare, a shaky grin on her lips. “Did your arm injury travel to your head?”

You laughed and shook your head, your heart swelling at how beautiful she was when she smiled. Everything about her was perfect, from the way her hair fell gracefully behind her shoulder, or the way her eyes crinkled in amusement, to the way she tossed her head back in mirth.

You couldn’t stop the next words that escaped you. “You’re so pretty.”

If Neytiri was blushing before, she was now completely flushed from her cheeks to her throat. You'd never seen her trip over her own words before; it was completely uncharacteristic of her. You thought it was adorable.

You ignored the pain in your arm as you took Neytiri’s hands in yours. “I always think you’re pretty. I like you so much my heart could burst every time I see you.”

Neytiri withdrew her hands away from yours as she rotated your arm over yet again, this time caressing the inside of your wrist. Neytiri sighed, her thoughts repeating your words. “I don’t know what I would’ve done if I wasn’t here today to help you.”

You started smiling now, feeling embarrassed about how silly you were for going out with an injury simply to impress her. You drew Neytiri in for a sweet kiss, which she gladly reciprocated, and it all felt so natural. 

Neytiri pulled away from the kiss and laughed. “You’re an awful hunter.”

[movetobiimos]

❱ http:˚♡a special gift  !! ˚ˑؘ 🍙 ·˚

° └➤ ･ﾟˊˎ VIKTOR CHRISTMAS SPECIAL !! 

-ˋ₊˚. ꒰ SYNOPSIS ꒱ . christmas was something he could careless about. But when a someone appears at his lab with a present for him. It changes everything

˗ˏˋ # AN . hello hello guys!! Merry holidays and i hope that everyone is doing great! I hope you enjoy this christmas thing ahdfhjskf T^T i was planning on posting it the other night but gosh i was tired…buttt here it isss!!

"Have you been standing there for a while?" A voice spoke up out of nowhere, grabbing your whole attention. You move your gaze from side to side to see who it is, but as you glance forward, you notice Viktor sitting comfortably on the chair.

"O-oh, u-uhh-"  Your brain tried to process what you wanted to say, but it came to a halt. "W-well, not quite very long." You fidgeted with your hands around the colorful box with the lovely golden ribbon on top.

"I-I wanted to give you something; I know it's not perfect, but here it is." You walked up to deliver him the gift while looking down at your feet, too embarrassed to look him in the eyes. He accepted the gift with a twinkle in his honeyed eye that made you blush. When he opens the package, he is greeted by a small machine. It shifted and attempted to reposition itself by walking. It turned out to be a small robot. Its head swung from side to side, allowing it to obtain a better picture of who it was staring at. It began to jump from the unexpected thrill that the machine would be serving him or that he would have a companion.

"I- ummm.. I made this little helper for you so that if you ever needed assistance, you'd have someone to talk to. It's designed to act like a human, and I hope you enjoy it because they appear to like you!" He felt warm because of your grin, which made his chest explode. Of course, he was aware of how long this would take, and he admired the amount of hard work you put in. As he returned his gaze to his now-new partner, he couldn't help but smile softly. He couldn't think of anything to say except that he was awestruck by your creation.

"Y/n....thank you so much; I promise I'll look after them." It was the only thing that sprang to mind. Of course, he wanted to say more but couldn't since he didn't want to, but even by this simple jester it still made you smile. "Have a wonderful Christmas, Viktor!" Enjoy your gift, and I'll see you again soon!"

"Wishing you a very Merry Christmas as well." And off you go, your face flushed from the unexpected thank you. He, too, was racing, and the thought of you remembering him will make him feel wonderful for the rest of his life.

'Perhaps Christmas doesn't seem all terribly unpleasant after all...' As he returned his gaze to his assistant, which you had created for him. He thought to himself how you made him change his opinion towards this holiday.

[laufeyamp]

President Loki Headcanons Part 2/?

HEADCANON SERIES. ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- SFW Alphabet, Part I, Part 2.

PAIRING. president!loki x gender neutral reader WORD COUNT. 0.879k

THIS WORK CONTAINS fluff, intense fluff, slightly smutty, swearing

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he actually included the hickey request in your agreement on the following day, highlighted in bold-

*some other normal night in the Void* y/n: Good night. *ready to go to bed* President Loki: I think we missed out a truly important event, little one. y/n: ... What event? President Loki: My supper. *climbs on top of you* y/n: BE GENTLE WITH ME . 

truthfully, he’s quite tender with you compared to what you’ve expected

instead of pinning your wrists and keeping them in place, he lets your hands wander across his body to your liking so that you’ll feel safe and comfortable

he literally takes hints and observes every facial expression and body language of yours

since he genuinely cares about you, he’ll feel extremely terrible if he accidentally hurts you which is the reason why he’s so careful

he definitely picks his spot, and a different spot every . single . time .

and also, every time he does it, he has to leave at least one special love bite on a less visible area

the last time you questioned why he said it’s only for him to view and you were like “okay I guess??”

just in case if you’re wondering about the heated kiss you both shared on the night he first bit you, neither of you brought up about it

but you both felt something different for each other, which you were both too blind to perceive what exactly was it

anyways as I was saying, he teases you whenever he notices how embarrassed you are

ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU ACCIDENTALLY MOAN

y/n: *moans* Mister President- *grasps onto his horns harder* President Loki: *smirks* What was that, kitten? y/n: *embarrassed af* N-Nothing. President Loki: *bites a little harder just to hear you moan his name again* y/n: *moans* President Loki: mhm, I thought I heard something. *still smirking*

he’d definitely shower you with kisses and praises every time he’s done which is your favourite part of the whole hickey session

he is super protective of you, and it’s getting a little too over

he would never let you go out alone and you must be home by sunset

he’s just worried of your safety another thing which he would never admit either

and you being that type of person who would literally drive your way into chaos and not notice it just makes stuff ten times worse

but he also forgets the fact that you’re pretty good at getting away with it too-

y/n: I CAN PROTECT MYSELF President Loki: y/n, we all know fair well that this is a lie. Remember when you were kidnapped and held hostage by some enemies of mine in the Void? And the other time when you- *proceeds to bring up about every time you get into trouble*

on top of all of that, there’s pretty much nothing you’re worried of since you knew he’d come to your rescue no matter what

he just shows up at the perfect timing which is when you’re an inch away from death with an army of men

you consider yourself quite lucky (?) to have someone who’d go out of his way for you

and you feel rather safe under his protection, to be honest

which is one of the reasons why you’re still sticking with this president who thirsts for power

President Loki: *makes a dramatic entrance* y/n: *rolls eyes* President Loki: Whoever dares lay a finger on what’s mine will have their hands cropped. *winks at you* y/n: *eye roll intensifies*

expect him to commit a gruesome murder with the target of every single person who’s involved if he finds a scratch on you

he’s so emotionally attached to you to the point where he’d start questioning how he feels towards you whenever he realizes how his blood runs cold when it comes to you

though for someone who believes that he’s destined to be alone, he wasn’t ready to confront his feelings, nor accept any of it

especially when he’s one of the candidates in a presidential election

which leads him to deny and ignore everything he feels for you dw he’ll figure it out soon

and about him wearing his horns 24/7- 

so you barged into your room to grab an item of yours since the door wasn’t locked

and with your luck, you accidentally saw him without his horns when he just finished *cough* showering *cough*

he had his towel wrapped around his waist, water droplets on his bare chest and his greasy locks damp from the shower

he was well, truth to be told, far more built up than what you’ve pictured him to be

I MEAN JUST LOOK AT HIS TIDDIES

President Loki: *teases* Enjoy what you’re watching, pet? y/n: *cough* I was just- *averts gaze* President Loki: *smirks* I’m listening.  y/n: -just thinking if you’d have your horns on too when you’re in a shower. President Loki: *chuckles* Is that so? y/n: *stutters nervously* Y-Yeah. *looks at anywhere but his abs* Where else do you uhm, think I would be looking at? President Loki: ... y/n: ... y/n: *glances at his tiddies very quickly* President Loki: CAUGHT IN ACTION. y/n: ... god damn it. *doesn’t even try to hide the fact that you’re staring anymore*

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[karasunology]

⸙ ˚₊ ➷ BOKUTO KOUTARO BEING A DAD HEADCANONS! ❞

✎ . . . will you please write about oikawa, bokuto, and sugawara as dads?? :>

❝ ― submitted by @ nonnie <3 ❞

-ˏˋ ➶ character(s) ━ bokuto koutaro <3

[ trigger warnings ━ slight manga spoilers !! ]

✎ . . . DAD HEADCANONS.

[ SUGAWARA KOUSHI & OIKAWA VERSION. ] [ MIYA ATUSMU VERSION. ] [ KUROO TETSURO & KOZUKE KENMA VERSION. ] [ IWAIZUMI HAJIME VERSION. ]

-ˏˋ playing soleil's tape ˊˎ-

[ 📼 ] . . . no thoughts, head and heart full of bokuto koutaro

BOKUTO KOUTARO.

➜ bokuto wanted to have a baby with you

➜ that's it that's the tweet thank you for reading😌💅

➜ i'm kidding don't leave, i have abandonment issues

➜ just like oikawa, kou ─ your husband, has gotten baby fever and it wasn't going down any minute until bb boy gets his way

➜ phew, i'd let him get his way with me✋😳

➜ bokuto was great with kids, always playing around with them in a park as if he was one of them, and both of you knew that

➜ and when bokuto sees that you're also good with kids, mans knew he wanted to build a family with you

➜ he wanted not just one, because seeing what both of you created taking in different forms and pieces of their parents would leave him so proud

➜ would very much take it as a sign from the universe saying to him that the both of you were meant to be patents

➜ the day he lets you awknowledge his little daydream, was when the both of you were sitting down on the coach re-watching his match last week after babysitting one of your guys' friend's kid

➜ mans couldn't TAKE IT ANYMORE

➜ the way you coo at the child, you cooked with the child and just the way you tenderly supported the kid with your arms as you helped him reach a toy from the shelf

➜ and of course, you accepted it; there wasn't any other man other than kou that you wanted to start a family with

➜ let's just say mans wanted to make one right then and there after you confessed to him that you wanted to start a family with him as well

➜ and y'all did just that💀

➜ after receiving the news of your pregnancy, bokuto has never been more happy, aside from those times he won a match on nationals and, well ─ marrying you

➜ but in the white noise of excitement and joyfulness, there was a lingering thought and it was terrifying; what if he doesn't make enough time for both you and his child because of volleyball? will he have to take a break from it? would your child love him?

➜ bokuto was now down to emo mode just with the thought of your guys' children hating him

➜ and when the thoughts became to unbearable, he contacts akaashi.

“ bokuto-san, ” koutaro could tell akaashi was thinking about it before saying something,

“ you're one of the best men i know that's good with children; don't waste your time sulking about nonsensical what if's, when the present is right there in front of you ”

➜ akaashi was, to say the least, your one of your children's godfather.

➜ but the day your babies was going to arrive, it was as if your husband had a switch and unlike the usual ─ he was the one supporting you

➜ he held your hand, squeezing them to let you be aware that he's right there by your side, knowing that you needed all the support right now and he gave it to you

➜ tenfolds the support you gave him

➜ and when be first saw the first triplet being born, he knew right there that he fell in love once again, but with the child he has co-produced with the love of his life !!

➜ i just wanted to say that y'all's kids are NIGHT OWLS, literally, gets the biggest bursts of energy at ungodly hours

➜ koutaro would still get anxious and terrified, but there was something about your triplets that puts him at ease ─ like, one thing he'd be doubting himself and then the next thing, he'd be all fuzzy inside when his three triplets just looked like a litter of puppies asking for his attention on his lap

➜ and he'd just, revert back to reality seeing how blessed he was and stopped doubting himself and just live in the present

➜ EYE ─ I'M SO SOFT I CAN'T😭✋

“ now say dada ” he encouraged the little sunshines on his lamp as a youthful giggle serenated from his son's lips

“ dawa ─ ” the baby tried to copy his words, before shreiking of laughter when kosuke saw the defeated look on his father's face, somehow bringing him joy

➜ while his baby girl, kouzumi, was peacefully attached to him as the most interesting in her golden eyes were his hair ─ attempting to reach her arms to his hair, making grabby arms

➜ after a few months, you've noticed how much your triplets were in sync with their father ─ all together, being balls of sunshine

“ you've been trying for hours kou, take a break. ” you laugh, as you looked up from the book you were holding seeing your husband housing an offended look, and of course ─ a weird sound, a scoff? you didn't know, until, your other son imitated him

➜ almost perfecting the one he made

➜ and bokuto was ECSTATIC

“ hONEY, HONEY, OH MY GOD DID YOU HEAR THAT? ” he squealed, as his son imitated his sound again

“ he's responding to me !! ”

“ dO IT AGAIN KOSUKE ” he says as he takes out his phone

➜ the type of father to do the peek-a-boo game with his triplets and doing it perfectly as they're just enamured by his father as if he was doing some avada kedevra shit 😭🗿

➜ hey queen!! 🙆👑 GIRL, YOU HAVE DONE IT AGAIN, CONSTANTLY RAISING📈📉 THE BAR🔝 FOR US AND DOING IT F L A W L E S S  L Y

➜ the type of father that would never miss any important moments with his children, even though he's a busy with volleyball especially since it's his profession

➜ the type of father that has too many videos of his children on his phone saying papa in different ways, trying to imitate him, first steps, first laugh & JUST EVERYTHING

➜ has a whole usb of his children, three folders for each of them

➜ has a whole ass frame of his daughter's drawing from five years old of him and her and he would NOT let anyone touch it other than him and maybe you when you when you need to dust off the frames because it's getting too dusty

➜ you guys would always be there to support him no matter what, either in the stands of at home

➜ but when you guys do visit his games and cheer him on, MANS WILL BE UNSTOPPABLE

“ mommy !! look, daddy's coming ” kaoru, the youngest of your triplets, tugged softly on your coat

➜ you smiled as you saw your husband running up to you and your kids after his matches as a few reporters, in respect, stood a few meters away from you guys, taking kosuke on his right arm, the other with kaoru and on top of his shoulders was kouzumi tugging on her father's spiked hair she could never seem to get over with

“ ahH ─ my hair baby girl, you're kinda hurting daddy ” koutaru laughed as your daughter tried processing his words before wrapping her arms around his head softly to not fall off a small gasp escaping her lips

“ i'm sowry for hurting you daddy! ” she exclaimed as her brothers tried telling her off while the reporters just watched in awe at her

“ don't hurt daddy just because he lets you on top of there ─ ” kosuke scolded her, slightly jealous that she had the highest view

“ ─ yeah! ” your youngest vigorously nodded his head as he agreed to his brother, both obviously pouting that she had the chance to be ontop of their father's shoulders

“ uh kou, i can take them now since there's a few people wanting to interview you. ” you offered as you jerked your head onto the reporters directions smiling at them

“ oh no ma'am !! it's alright, we also kinda wanted to interview your children as well, since a lot of netizens are curious about them, seeing them everywhere on his socials. ”

➜ you guys agreed as they start asking you guys questions, but more to the triplets as they responded cutely, their identical amber eyes looking at them like an owl in curiousity

➜ JUST IMAGINE THREE ADORABLE OWL LOOKING KIDS HANGING ON TO THEIR MOTHER OWL AND BOKUTO JUST LOOKS LIKES A MONKEY BAR LMAO

➜ like these kids just attached to him lmao

➜ but there are times where he has to go on tournaments, training camps, olympics & probably photoshoots/commercials ngl and these three owls he left in your care are in EMO MODE LMAOO😭✋

➜ they got it from their dad, and you were now stuck with three emo bokutos but times three

➜ wow multiplication

➜ when she's a mathematician😍

➜ but bokuto would honestly also miss his children clinging to him for dear life

➜ like they would never be separated without having facetime calls every five hours

➜ but your kids understood that he has other things to do and theg try not to complain that much for your sake

➜ your kids are actually sweethearts okay 🥺

➜ when they grew up, his sons were still attached to him but they weren't as clingey as when they were in their childhood days ─ but your daughter phew, your daughter used to be the clingiest of them all and now it's just none, nonexistent, vanished, obliviated, avada kedevra LMAO

➜ like you know how teenagers be

➜ and your husband was DEPRESSED ABOUT IT

➜ his bb girl won't touch his hair anymore :(

➜ his bb girl won't be a little girl no more :(

➜ especially when kouzumi starts having boyfriends😭 MANS WAS SAD THAT THERE ARE ALREADY BOYS OTHER HIM IN HER LIFE

➜ it felt as if it wasn't even yesterday that kouzumi said that she don't need no prince, she'll be both a fucking princess and knight in shinning armor

➜ ugh periodt💅

➜ and koutaro's nows just like

“ WHERE DID ALL THAT TALK GO ?? ”💀💀💀

➜ ALSO BOKUTO GIVES THE BEST ADIVCES NO CAP

➜ gives volleyball advices, relationship advices better than u could ever

➜ this is getting too long but, even if some of his kids may not show it anymore, they still love their father so much and won't let anyone replace him because he's basically the ace of their hearts.

[straydawg-writing]

𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦.

- 𝓚. 𝙯𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙮𝙘𝙠

• hunter x hunter series!

summary:

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𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙝 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮.

𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙝.

𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩, 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙮𝙨 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙨.

ˏˋ♡̩͙♡̩̩̥͙♡̩̥̩ ⋆ ♡̩̥̩♡̩̩̥͙♡̩͙̩͙ˊˎ

- 𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧, 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙂𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙆𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙪𝙖. 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙡𝙤𝙩. (𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙚𝙩 𝙙𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙖 𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙖𝙧𝙘)

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Chapter 1 —

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"Book."

"Gain!"

Bisky's eyes shined like stars as a smooth blue gemstone appeared in front of her. You could spot tears of hers spring up as she cradled the glittering rock like it was the most precious thing in the world.

"What should I name it? Blue-chan? Planet-chan?" she gushed, bouncing on the balls of her feet. You stifled a laugh, catching a glimpse of Killua's dumbfounded expression. If one thing were true, it's that he does not understand women.

While Gon and Killua endured Bisky's brutal training during Greed Island, you had grown to like her. Despite her being 45 years older than you, you imagined she was the closest thing to what a big sister would be like. Or maybe a mom? You wouldn't know.

Unfortunately, you weren't special enough to escape her unforgiving training either. Bisky knew no mercy. While training their physical bodies, she also trained the trio's nen abilities.

Gon developed his special punch move by using the rock, paper, scissors of Chinese martial arts. Killua learned how to better channel his electricity, though Bisky had looked concerned when he first demonstrated it to her. You couldn't blame her. Killua's ability to withstand electricity only came from years of shock torture, and you noticed how he rarely mentions the fact that he still feels the pain. You caught on to it the night you watched his Heaven's Arena match, remembering his voice floating to the stands.

"𝘐'𝘮 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘐𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘦𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘐𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘴."

Your heart clenched for him every time you remember this fact. He has a tendency to hide his pain, in order to not burden his friends.

Then there's you, who Bisky took upon herself to help.

Since the day Wing opened your nen pores and declared you a Manipulator, you practiced your nen with Gon and Killua daily. When the time came to decide your special ability, the answer was as clear to you as a cloudless sky.

𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴.

Since then you'd been seen carrying around leather pouches of dirt, water, and vines wherever you went. It was a nice start, but it sure did make your back hurt. And of course, Bisky would not accept that. Ordering you to dump out all of your pouches to the ground, she had you draw out your power from the scattered elements that had begun already mixing with the dirt.

Unsure, you had hesitantly stretched out your arm and tried pulling from the water. It took you a number of tries to get it right. You had squinted long and hard, focusing on extending your nen to the elements around you. To your giddy surprise, small, sparkling droplets of H20 were separating from the glob of inky mud to float just a few inches above your hands. Concentrating harder, the droplets began orbiting one another. They looked like little planets.

Sensing the vines, you were able to control their movements too, even manipulating ones that hadn't originated from your leather pouch.

Bisky's wide smile was all that you needed.

From that day on, you only practiced manipulating whatever was around you. The earth was your ally.

"Well, what will you do once you find Ging?" Bisky's voice snapped you out of a daze.

"Naturally, I'll introduce him to Killua, my best friend in the whole world!"

"What am I, a roach?" You mocked, but couldn't keep a smile from spreading across your face.

Gon's unyielding positivity and bubbly voice was like honey to your ears. No one could ever doubt the adoration he held for his best friend.

"Stupid, cut that out! It's embarrassing," said Killua, turning red as a tomato. He looked away in an attempt to hide his embarrassment, except you were right there to catch his blush.

You flashed a mischievous smile to Killua. "You know, I think an I-Love-You-Too-Gon-I-Also-Think-You're-The-Best would suffice once in a while."

"Shut up."

Killua was as stubborn as ever. You are playfully rolled your eyes before turning your attention back to the rest of the group. Gon was inviting Bisky to come with them and meet Ging, but she had said something about not being interested in men who already have kids.

"If I stay with you any longer, I really will get too attached..." Bisky tried to mask it, but you've always been good at noticing little details. She was going to miss them. And truth be told, you were going to miss her too.

"The hunter world is a small place. We'll all see each other again in no time!" you reassured your friends. "See you later, Bisky."

"Take care, Bisky." Gon said his goodbyes, Killua nodding next to him.

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"Accompany on."

"Nigg!"

At that, a bright light enveloped all of them, streaking them through the sky. Every time you did this on Greed Island, you had always shut your eyes tight. You'd never get used to the feeling.

The next thing you knew, the three of you landed in an area thick with white fog. It was slightly chilly, causing you to shiver. A hundred feet in front of you was a tall sakura tree with roots so large they could be mistaken for a magical beast. It had to have been there for at least a couple hundred years. Soft, pink petals drifted in the wind, dancing around you and your friends. As your eyes focused, you noticed a shadowy man reclining on the tree's roots. Could it be Ging?

Before you realized what was happening, the mysterious man turned towards the three of you and opened fire on Gon.

Then, Killua was diving in slow motion and pulling Gon out of the way and the two of them were rolling on the ground holding onto each other. Getting a hold of your senses, you looked down at dozens of bullets that had made holes in the ground and noticed an injured ant lying motionless on the floor. The thing was completely decapitated.

"Now look what you've done, you killed an innocent soul!" you exclaimed to the man, pointing at the poor bug.

"That's not Ging..." Gon whispered.

"What was that all about?! First, you push us down, then you fire at us. Stop messing around!" Killua accused the Not-Ging.

After helping Gon back up, Killua examined the insect too. That is, before it ruthlessly attacked him.

"Oh. It wasn't dead," you stated the obvious.

The man quickly finished off the ant biting Killua's leg with his machine gun before scoffing at you. He took off the black jacket he was wearing, unveiling straight, platinum white hair so long it almost touched the floor. You could get a better look at him now. He was lanky, and the beret he wore casted a shadow over his eyes. If you had to guess, you'd say he's about 6'3. Just who was this man? Had God finally sent an angel to cleanse you from your sins?

"I was being dead serious. If I hadn't opened fire, you would have been attacked. That was no ordinary ant, it was a Chimera Ant."

"A what?"

"An aggressive, carnivorous insect that's been designated Quarantine Level 1. You three didn't realize it, but you were standing right in front of their nest. If I hadn't fired the moment I did, an army of Chimera Ants would have consumed all of you by now," the angel explained.

You gawked at his beautiful long locks, gracefully flying in the wind as he turned to leave.

Gon seemed to have recognized the man, asking something about if he were the one who had saved him back then. Gon told a story about being rescued from a fox bear, though it looked like he had remembered something else because he held his cheek as if he'd just been hit. For the first couple of seconds, the man looked at Gon like he was in denial about the person right in front of him. Then, like it was nothing, he called Gon by his name. And if by a miracle, he also knew Ging.

"My name is Kite. Ging was my master."

You nudged Killua, "Did you hear that?! He knows Gon's dad!" Killua looked just as shocked as you.

The three of you followed Kite to a small campfire as he told them stories about Ging, himself, and his current mission. You were thankful for the heat source, warming your hands against the flame as it was only getting colder as night fell. You cursed yourself for not being like Gon and Killua, who always had their long sleeve layers and could just strip them whenever the weather deemed it necessary. All you were wearing were burgundy shorts, combat boots, and a black t-shirt. And of course, your necklace. You reached your hand and held onto the choker pendent around your neck. It was all you had left of your home. Just holding onto the pink pendent brought you enough comfort to warm you from the inside out again.

The sun was beginning to set by the time you met Kite's friends and the cute dog that had taken a liking to Gon. Your eyes softened as you watched Gon play with the puppy, having found its sweet spot right behind its ear. He caught you staring, and flashed his pearly whites.

"Y/N, come rub his belly! He's so soft!"

Getting up from your spot next to Killua and wiping the dust off your shorts, you traveled to where Gon was now teaching the dog new tricks.

"How are you gonna teach him anything without any dog treats?" you asked, petting the little dog.

"With this!" Gon pulls out a handful of goldfish from his pocket. He tossed one to the pup, who caught it in midair.

You held in a laugh. "Gon, why do you just have goldfish lying around in your pockets like that?"

"You don't always have time to snack when you're training you know.. Plus, It's in a baggy!" He showed you the zip -block bag that was stuffed inside the pocket of his green shorts, bashfully rubbing the back of his neck. This time you couldn't help but let out a laugh.

"Oh I see, as long as it's in a bag, right? Can I see one?"

Gon nodded and put some goldfish in the palm of your hand. Looking for Killua, you spotted him sitting on a log watching as the sun set under the ocean's horizon. He looked so ethereal as the orange light reflected off of him. The light made his fluffy white hair shine, and a slight breeze made delicate strands wisp in the wind like snowflakes. You almost felt bad for disturbing the picturesque scene in front of you.

"Hey, Killua! Come feed this dog Gon's two-year-old musty goldfish with me!"

Yeah, you had ruined the moment.

"It's not two years old! I bought it in Yorknew," he whined.

"But it's musty?"

Killua walked up to the two of you with a questioning look, and you paused your bickering to hold open his hand and transfer the goldfish. The dog barked.

"I'm not sure, animals typically run away once they smell Mike on me," he said, referring to the oversized human-eating guard dog at the Zoldyck estate. Considering it's job was to deter people, you guessed that made sense. Still, you had faith that this innocent pup could show Killua some love. He needed the free therapy.

"Just try it!" Gon pushed.

Killua succumbed to Gon's request, holding the treat out to the tail-wagging puppy. Though, instead of taking the treat, it knocked Killua clean over, licking his face.

"What the heck— Help!" Killua desperately tried wiping the slimy slobber off of his lips.

"I think he's trying to kiss you." You giggled.

Mission accomplished!

"Kite did say that hunters are well-liked by animals. This means you're a great hunter, Killua!" Gon excitedly shared.

Killua offered a small smile. "I haven't passed the test yet, dummy."

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author's notes: hope you guys liked the first chapter! i'm excited to keep this story going!

[sweethq]

♡ how you became friends with them // headcanon

𑁍 Characters: Sawamura Daichi, Azumane Asahi, Bokuto Koutarou, Semi Eita

»»—Trigger warning(s): none—-««

➶ Genre: hmmm fluff?

-ˏˋ A/N: semi’s is actually so bad I’m sorryyyyyyyyy ˊˎ-

moving away for college and becoming an adult was HARD

not only do you end up spending a lot of money on literally just existing

but you also don’t know how to cook for the life of you

which is unfortunate because it’s not like you have all the money in the world to order takeout every night

sooooooo that left you with no choice but to buy ingredients to try and make a simple dinner for yourself

you prepared the ingredients in the kitchen of your small apartment

you decided to make breakfast for dinner, simple enough, right?

something couldn’t possibly go wrong, right??

ha, wrong

when you were cooking the bacon, you suddenly had the urge to pee. real bad.

so bad that if you didn’t go now, you would literally pee your pants

you had enough brain cells to take turn the stove off and move the pan to a different burner

but apparently you didn’t have enough brain cells to realize that the burner wasn’t completely off, a little flame was still peaking out

and the bacon was still sizzling in the pan, a small drop of grease flying right into the flame

so it was to your surprise when you walked out of your bathroom to see a fire on your stove that continued to grow

y/n.exe has stopped working

you literally couldn’t think of what to do??? for some reason, the thought ‘oh, maybe i should call 911’ didn’t go through your head

instead, you opened your door and started vigorously knocking on your neighbor across the hall

thankfully, he opened the door rather quickly

you couldn’t think of how to explain your situation, so you opted to just say ‘f-fire’ while pointing to your apartment

thankfully your neighbor had the brain cells that you lacked and quickly ran to get the fire extinguisher that was in the hallway

he rushed past you and into your kitchen, using the extinguisher to calm the flames that were starting to get out of control

he was able to subdue the fire before it got too out of hand, nothing showing signs of damage besides your stove

“thank you so much, you’re a lifesaver. let me cook you dinner to make up for it”

“something tells me that it was your cooking that got you into that situation in the first place” he chuckled back, embarrassment flooding your cheeks

“why don’t you clean up in here then join me at my place for dinner? I was just about to make some spaghetti” he offered

you ended up accepting and sharing a meal at his place

you learned that you attend the same college and have a couple of mutual friends

after that night, you and daichi have meals together pretty frequently, him taking pity on you because you obviously don’t know how to cook lmao

but you were fine with it

because of your lack of cooking skills, you were able to make a really good friend

it was you last year of high school, which meant that your friends would make you go to all of the school events with them

whether it was a sporting event, school dance, or fundraiser, they made you tag along

you didn’t mind going to the sporting events, you found them entertaining and even got excited when watching the games

what you didn’t enjoy, was going to the school dances

it's not that you had anything against school dances, you just didn’t like the thought of spending a lot of money on a new outfit just to wear for one night

plus, you never had anyone to go with so it just made you feel lonely

but, being the good friend you are, you allow your friends to doll you up and join them at the dance

it would be the last one of your high school career after all

after being at the dance for a half an hour, you decide that it’s not so bad

you weren’t really much of a dancer, but you felt content with sitting at the table and watching your friends have the times of their lives

you decide to walk around the area and admire the decorations that people had put so much thought and effort into

you started to make your way towards the drink bar, craving something sugary to sip on

as you approached, another person was walking away and accidentally bumped into you, spilling his drink all over your clothes

you looked up at the perpetrator, recognizing him as one of the players in your school’s volleyball club

all the color was drained from his face, he couldn’t believe he just did that

“oh my gosh, i’m so-”

he didn’t even let himself finish, but instead, poured the rest of his drink on himself as punishment

your eyes widened at his action

what in the world

“why would you do that?!” you exclaimed, eyes staring at his now ruined tuxedo

“I spilled my drink all over you, I deserve it” he frowns

he literally looked like this 😔

you couldn’t help but chuckle at him, you had never seen someone act so cute and so stupid at the same time LMAO

“it’s really not a big deal, i promise”

“but i still feel terrible”

“how about you buy me boba and we’ll call it even?”

the two of you go and get boba the following day and you spend your time getting to know each other

you find that you have a lot in common and you actually like his company

you’re quick to become good friends, and you always make it a point to remind him that it was him spilling his drink on you that one night that started it all

throughout your childhood, you would spend your summer days at a camp in your town

it’s not that you necessarily wanted to be there, but your parents had to work all day and thought that this would be better for you than hiring a babysitter

you didn’t mind though, you liked going to this camp, especially because you would get to make smores every once and awhile

the only downfall was that you didn’t really have any friends to share your summer with

most of the kids would come to the camp with their friends or make new friends when they got there

you, on the other hand, found it hard to make friends

you felt like no one truly understood you, i mean, who would? you were 10 years old lol

after three years of coming to this camp, you thought that maybe there would be at least one person that would approach you and tell you that they wanted to be your friend, but it never happened

until bokuto showed up

he was the same age as you, but this was his first year spending his summer at the camp

the only reason he wanted to go was because he heard that they were going to start teaching kids how to play volleyball and have small practice matches

once he heard the word volleyball, he was in

he had tons of fun playing volleyball at the camp and making new friends, but he couldn’t help but notice you

he noticed that you were always by yourself; whether you had your nose in a book, were eating lunch, or just watching the other kids play, you were always alone

he could tell that you were lonely and that you craved to talk to someone, so he decided to approach you

you were sitting at a table drawing, a bag of open skittles to the right of you

“hi, i’m bokuto. what’s your name?”

you literally looked behind you to see if there was someone else he was talking to, but his eyes were trained on you

“uh, i’m y/n”

“nice to meet you, y/n! whatcha doin?”

he sat across from you and listened to your explanation of the art that you were creating on the piece of paper

he sat and listened attentively, thinking about how cool it was that you were so passionate about it

after a little more talking, he couldn’t help but notice your bag of skittles. his eyes widened

“yoU DON’T EAT THE YELLOW AND GREEN ONES?!?!?!?!!”

you were shocked at the sudden exclamation, but nodded your head at him

“those ones are gross, but you can have them if you want”

he was lowkey offended because he only eats the yellow and green ones, but he would never reject the offer of free candy

after that incident, you and bokuto would hang out every day at camp, one of you bringing a bag of skittles to share; you would eat the red, orange, and purple ones and save the others for bo

let’s just say that this is what sparked your great friendship, and it’s a tradition that lasts for a long time

the way you met semi was……. an interesting experience

you were working part time as a food delivery driver because you needed the extra money

and with that comes with meeting a lot of different people and having a lot of interesting encounters

it was a friday night and you decided to work for a couple of hours since you didn’t have anything better to do

you knocked on the door to a fairly nice house, so excited that this was your last delivery for the night

you heard a bunch of guys voices from behind the door and you became curious

when they opened the door you were surprised to see the boy wearing your school’s uniform

“hi, uh, Semi?” you asked as you looked at the receipt

“yeah, i’m Semi. and you look like my next s/o” he flirted

you were so flustered you felt like you were going to explode lol

you could hear the room behind him fall silent before explosions of laughter filled your ears

you could see the pink that dusted semi’s entire face even with the extremely dim porch light

“I’m so sorry, we were playing a game and they dared me to do it,” he explained, rubbing the back of his neck.

“It’s fine,” you laughed back. you missed having friends to hang out and do stupid stuff with

“oh, here’s your food by the way,” you extended your arm so he could grab the bag

“actually that’s also for you. part of the dare”

as you were about to thank him, another person approached the door

a person you knew pretty well

“well, isn’t this a surprise! who would’ve known that the person we had our little semisemi hit on was y/n?”

“tendou! I wasn’t expecting to see you here”

you and tendou were lab partners last year and kept in touch every now and then

tendou smiled at you and then whispered something in semi’s ear before disappearing once again into the house

“uh, would you like to stay and hang out? we were just about to watch Harry Potter”

if it weren’t for tendou you would’ve rejected the request, not fond of the idea of being in a house with a bunch of guys you don’t even know

but it was a friday night and you had nothing better to do

plus, who would turn down an offer to watch your favorite British wizards?

you joined him inside, introducing yourself to the rest of the guys who you found out to be the entire Shiratorizawa volleyball club

you and semi got to talk a lot more and were actually able to become good friends

you also learned to sympathize with him whenever the guys tendou would tease him lol

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