pairing: hoshina soushirou x gn!reader (no prns)
summary: in which he realizes you were the one for him
warnings: none i think !
wc: 1100
Hoshina wasn't a player. He wasn't one to say yes to everyone who came his way nor was he one to lightly pursue just about anyone who slightly interested him— not to mention he didn’t fall easily to begin with. He was a busy man in a dangerous line of work so having a relationship simply didn’t make sense most of the time.
However, this is not to say he hasn’t had a few relationships here and there. He loved those he dated, he really did. He did not believe in dating for the fun of it nor did he believe in starting a relationship he knew would end at some point, but subconsciously he tried not to get attached. He kept his distance and locked away his heart to keep from getting hurt. Was it unfair? Well yes, but he was scared. Everyone has something that terrifies them greatly, this just so happened to be Hoshina’s.
Yet, recently he could tell that something was different with you. It had only been a few months since you started dating, but he feared the shift in his feelings. He knew what it was— he knew very well, but as soon as he admitted it, it would be over. There’d be no going back for him. He knew he was being rather irrational, he knew that if he sat down and confronted these emotions he’d realize they weren’t that big of a deal, but he couldn’t. He’s never been able to.
However, while fighting this kaiju, it became plain obvious that he was simply in denial.
It upset him how important you were to him, but more than that it upset him that he knew he was important to you. You had made it so painfully clear that he meant the absolute world to you and that broke him to pieces every single time.
To him it was easy being alone— he just had to make sure his job was complete before he died. If he could ensure everyone’s safety or at least help Mina out, there was nothing more he wished for. Yet while fighting Kaiju no. 10 today, when he saw his life flash before his eyes, his immediate thought was of you. If he died you’d cry. And that alone was going to get him home alive.
He’d rather die than make you cry. Especially not alone.
As he stood up again, he could see his blood dripping from his wounds and immediately it made him chuckle. You’d cry anyways when you see the state he’s in.
I’ll have to be around to wipe your tears at least, he said to you in his head.
He was incredibly lucky that you didn’t work on the battlefield, his heart simply would not be able to take it. But he did, and for you he’d have to get home safe. Even if no one else cared that much, not even himself, he knew you would.
All of a sudden, it was easy to admit. He was hopelessly in love with you, in a way he didn't know he was capable of. He wished that he would spend the rest of his life with you and he hoped you would spend the rest of yours with him. Perhaps he was just afraid and a little flustered to admit that he was important to someone, especially someone special to him too. He had seen how painful it was for those left behind, a little too often.
But there was an easy solution to that, he’d just get back to you safe every time. He just won’t make you worry and he’ll be there for you. This was supposed to be a dilemma, something he thought he'd stress over, but in the moment he felt eerily relaxed, definitely not like he was fighting an identified grade kaiju. The rest of the fight was a blur, he couldn't remember much. His head was clear but the fatigue had taken over at that point, but before he knew it, the kaiju laid in front of him still.
He was faintly conscious as they rushed him into an ambulance and patched him up. Once he was properly treated and awake, they had warned him to stay put and take it easy, but all he wanted to do was see you.
As soon as he left his assigned room, he immediately bumped into you. You had been waiting to be let in to see him. You took one look at the way he was patched up and tears welled into your eyes. He could tell you didn't mean to, you didn't want to worry him.
“Please don't cry,” he said softly, wiping your tears away. He couldn't help but smile at the sight of you. “I'm perfectly fine.”
“I'm not crying,” you said with a scowl on your face, but the way your voice cracked was not very convincing. “I'm so glad you're back.”
“Can't live without me?” he teased. He knew you couldn't live without him, but he couldn't either. Yet, now he even hated the thought of you living without him, let alone with someone else, so here he was. And here he always will be.
“Shut up,” you said. “You know I can't.”
He knew, but hearing you say that still made his heart flutter. He reached out with his right hand to grab your left and held it carefully. He leaned in to kiss you, but it was so much sloppier than the careful ones he usually gave you. Forgive him, he was terribly exhausted.
“I can't either,” he said, snuggling his face into your shoulder.
“You can't?” you asked, a little surprised. It broke his heart that he had possibly made you feel such way.
“Not for a second,” he said, still avoiding eye contact. “I'd rather die than wake up without you next to me, actually.”
You wouldn’t reply, so he brought his head back up to look at you.
“Oh, don't cry,” he said and chuckled a little, wiping your tears away as he kissed you again. “I didn't mean to make you cry.”
He hadn't let go of your hand and although he was gentle, he held it firmly. He didn't say anything, but he vowed to himself that he'd put a ring on it someday. He wasn't letting go of you ever.
You were the one for him.
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Thinking about how Trucy Wright seems to do her best to just...brush past all her trauma. And I don't mean this in a "it's bad writing" way, I mean that her way of dealing with things seems to be to mostly ignore it. To move on as quick as possible and try to ignore the more emotional implications.
Yes Zak Gramarye was her dad and yes he abandoned her but Trucy doesn't talk about it more than she has to. She just immediately accepts Phoenix's offer to adopt her, calling him Daddy as soon as he told her it was okay to. She even seems to take the Wright last name with no complaint, she even seems to take pride in it!
When Apollo finds out she's actually adopted and her real father was gone, this exchange happens:
Yes Trucy is visibly sad here, but she just as quickly moves on from the subject
When Apollo reveals to the court that Zak was the victim in case 1, he looks at Trucy. Presumably expecting her to be upset, cry, or something
Yet all she does is encourage Apollo to continue with his case
I've seen people compare her to Maya, and while they definitely both have the "smile through the pain" thing going on, I do think there is a subtle difference. Maya downplays her trauma, but it seems Trucy doesn't like to let herself feel at all.
No, I think she acts more like Phoenix.
Phoenix, who is practically known for being cagey and as vague as possible about important events in his past. Especially in this game.
He doesn't talk about his ex girlfriend who framed him for murder, he just moves on to becoming a lawyer. He doesn't talk about Edgeworth "choosing death", he just continues trying to be a perfect defense attorney. He doesn't even talk about important details about his disbarment until he absolutely has to, when it's relevant for his jurist test.
Phoenix, who has been betrayed and left before, who desperately clings onto every person who shows him even a little kindness, who focuses on everyone else's problems and pasts before he acknowledges his own.
This is the man who adopted a girl who most certainly had abandonment issues, because chances are so does he.
He understands her better than anyone not just because he's her legal father but because it takes one to know one
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I'm thinkin abt when chilchuck does that cat thing where he looks up at you, like in your header, how he bares his neck by doin that, and how awesome it is that he feels safe enough with the touden party to do that so casually- rghhrgrhhr
dude i think about this all the fucking time. he’s such an expressive character it’s awesome. you can always tell what’s going on with him just by observing his body language
beginning of the series? before everything goes down? he’s open, relaxed. he’s really started to trust the people around again after years of not letting himself
you have him closing himself off after The Incident™️, his anger and frustration, and generally not feeling safe being on full display without needing to say anything
he closes off when he’s worried, scared, or being protective of the people around him
and he opens back up again once he starts getting comfortable with everyone again
i just. i love him so much, i love how no matter how hard he tries to keep people at bay. keep things to himself. he just. can’t. he’s an open book and boy howdy am i reading it
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Stripper gojo 🤤🤤 lap dance...
IKKK hear me out.
Satoru loves to show off and have girls fawning over him, he simply likes the attention.
So you're too shy to touch stripper!gojo, because you've heard that strippers typically have rules to not touch them as a preventive mesure. But Satoru is a bold mf and he knows how flustered you are by having him so close to your skin, practically humping on your lap with his breath fanning over your neck.
You're clenching your shaking hands into fists until your knuckles turn white and blushing furiously, damn, his performance is so lewd you feel yourself throbbing on your lowerpart already.
Satoru smirks and presses his lips close to your ear. "I know you're dying to touch me," he coos. "Go on, lay your pretty fingers on me," he takes your trembling hands and places them onto his ripped abdomen, sculpted by the Greek gods themselves. A true Adonis, really.
Your breath gets caught in your throat and you swallow thickly, the beating of your heart deafens the music and everything around you, captivated by the sensuality of the white-haired man's dance on you. Satoru brings his hand up to your neck, your face now closer to his, his warm minty breath mixing with yours.
When it seems he's about to pull you for a kiss, the music suddenly stops, indicating his time with you has come to an end and gets off you like nothing happened, leaving you all hot and bothered with your panties soaked.
Safe to say stripper!gojo makes fucking bank out of his job and carries a hefty wallet as well as a long list of faithful patrons.
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I love fics that explore internalised homophobia but I especially enjoy when James struggles with aspects of it because I've seen people say that he wouldn't struggle with it at all because he grew up in such an accepting and kind environment but I feel like it's so much more than that.
my parents have been taking me to pride marches every year since I was a baby and I have queer and trans family members and I haven't struggled with internalised homophobia but ive definitely dealt with aspects of it.
at the end of the day being queer is hard no matter what. coming to the realisation you're something you didn't think you were is difficult and living as a queer person is difficult.
I really enjoy fics where James struggles with his queerness because it wasn't something he ever considered for himself, basically all of his friends are queer in some way so he knows it's okay but being the only straight one was like part of his identity and coming to terms with the fact that he's not straight it hard for him.
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came back here to find so many positive feedback and love for “little bitch” im like
thank you so SO much for liking the fic, i wrote it almost two months ago and it was the first long long fic mixed with smau that i wrote (but posted the honorary wag first bc charlie)
i literally spent like two weeks writing the fic and scrapping ideas and re writing scenes until i felt like it was perfect, and i’m kinda proud of it 🥹
THANK YOU FOR LOVING IT AS MUCH AS I DO
if you want, send in some asks or scenarios regarding the fic and we can chat or i can even write a little blurb 👀
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Let me talk about my man, my husband, Wrecker.
I want him
Like want him
I mean, i agree with SZA, I need a big boy but I need my big boy Wrecker
Wrecker, bae, honey, please come back home, I miss you, the kids miss you, we’re patiently waiting for you to come back. I’ll make your favorite meals, I’ll prepare a whole banquet for you. Pozole, tacos, carne asada, tamales, arroz con leche, honey whatever you want, I’ll cook it for you.
I’ll massage your muscles too.
House is clean and kids are in bed.
Love you, Wrecker 🎀😘
(Guys sorry I’m insane, I have a lot to get off my chest right now)
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