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[angelsdevils]

October 2, 2025 - Reiner Braun (AOT)

Reiner Braun Attack on Titan Warning: Size Kink, Breeding, Plus Size Girlies, Oral, Body Worship

Tag List: @reiners-milkbiddies @galactict3a @useless-potatho

The town square lively with the spirit of Halloween. Strings of orange lanterns and lights hung between the lamp posts, the chilly  air rustled through the autumn leaves. It was October 2, and the autumn festival was happening. You took a deep breath of hair, pulling your scarf closer to your face. Your breath curled up into the air, a shiver from the cold causing intake a sharp breath. Your sweater hugged your figure snugged. You were currently in a pumpkin patch, looking for the best pumpkin to carve.

You kneeled down to examine a particular large one, but you heard a familiar deep voice from behind. 

“Need help lifting that?” 

You turned around to see Reiner, his broad frame towering over you. His sharp jawline softened as he gave you that friendly smile tugging on his lips. You couldn’t help but smile brightly as he wasted no time in lifting the large pumpkin for you, he was already hold one for himself. 

Your heart raced at his closeness, he always made you feel butterflies with the way he looked at you. You two weren’t together yet, no, but the way he made your heart flutter had you falling in love with him again. 

“Thank you, Reiner, I didn’t know you enjoyed pumpkin patches,” you said after a silence of admiring how his muscles filled out his jacket. Your cheeks were pink but you could easily blame that on the chilly day. 

Reiner grinned as he caught her eyes trailing over him. He effortlessly carried the pumpkins as they walked out of the pumpkin patch side by side. You felt your cheeks warm at his close proximity. 

“You know, I have to admit that sweater dress looks really good on you,” Reiner’s voice broke the comfortable silence between the two of you. You looked up at him surprised before looking down at the dress.

“You think so? I thought maybe it was a bit too tight and didn’t flatter me at all.”

“Nonsense, I think this has to be my favorite thing on you.”

Your heart thumped in your chest at his compliment. If your cheeks weren’t red because of the cool air before, they were a dark red now. 

When you arrived at your small, cozy apartment, Reiner walked in and sitting the pumpkins down on the kitchen table. He has been to your place multiple times before. So this was nothing new, but the way he was looking at you had you a bit nervous. He walked closer to you, wrapping his arms around your waist. 

“We should carve the pumpkins together,” his fingers traced against your sides gently squeezing your love handles. You tensed under his hold, but nodded your head. You weren’t use to affection not from someone like him, who was just so handsome. He smiled brightly at you and went through your drawers grabbing the things you needed including a large sheet of paper to avoid a huge mess on the table. 

You both sat at the table, carving the pumpkins. You two were side by side, his arms brushing against yours occasionally. Suddenly, Reiner broke the silence again, and you looked up at him.

“You know,” Reiner began, his deep voice was serious but held something else, “you don’t have to hide. Not from me anyway.”

You looked at him confused on what he meant, setting the knife down. “Hide what?”

He put his knife down and turned his large frame to you. “You. You don’t need to cover up or try and hide yourself, you are beautiful just the way you are.” 

Your breath was caught in your throat at his words. You had been a bit self conscious about your body, trying to lose more weight, hide it under bigger clothes. Some clothes, like this sweater naturally fit a bit tighter. 

Reiner stared at you with so much, admiration and sincerity it made you feel seen like never before. 

“I—” you started, but the words wouldn’t come out. Instead you felt a wave of emotion, warmth spreading through your entire body. 

Reiner leaned closer to you, his large hand gently reaching for yours. His fingers laced with yours before pulling you into his lap. His touch was gentle as if you were made of glass. He was always gentle with you but this time, he was even more gentle. 

He leaned in capturing your lips with his in a gentle and passionate kiss, You gasped softly, gripping his shirt gently. You leaned more into the kiss, sighing softly. The size difference between the two of you was more apparent as your plush body pressed against his larger solid frame, but you didn’t feel out of place. You felt welcomed. Reiner’s strong arms wrapped around your waist pulling you closer, he suddenly stood up, picking you up with ease. 

You couldn’t help but let a small gasp out as he picked you up, he carried you to your bedroom and laid you down on the bed. He removed his shirt, his muscles rippling from the movement, your eyes trailed over his form. This was really happening, and he looked down at you. He removed his pants, before crawling onto the bed. His erection strained against his boxers. 

“Can I remove this off of you?” 

“Yes, you can…” You voice was breathless as his hands moved up to the hem of your sweater dress, pulling it over your head. You felt a bit self conscious of your body, but Reiner was breathless. Looking down at you.

“Fuck, you are so beautiful. How can you not see that?” He mumbled, leaning down and kissing you deeply. You kissed back hugging his neck, as his hands roamed over your body. 

His lips trailed over your body, starting at your lips, neck down to the curve of your breasts. He tapped you for you to lift up a bit so you did and he removed your bra. His breath hitched, as he kissed your breasts, swirling his tongue around your nipples. 

“You have no idea, how much I wanted to do this…” He mumbled against your skin. 

“Then do it, Reiner.” 

Reiner didn’t need to be told twice, his mouth stayed on your skin tracing every dip of your body, kissing down every curve. When he got to your panties, he pulled them down your legs, and spread your legs.

“You look and smell so delicious…” he grumbled, wasting no time in diving in. 

“Of fuck, Reiner…” You moaned loudly, as he delve his tongue deep inside you moaning. He held your waist tightly, trying to bury his face deeper into your cunt. You gripped his hair, your back arching off the bed. 

Every breath, and moan that left your lips had Reiner eating you out faster. He was addicted, and he didn’t want to stop, not yet, not when he had you melting underneath him. You felt your orgasm building in the pit of your stomach.

“Reiner, nngh, so close… please don’t stop,” you begged.

“Don’t worry, have no intentions too…” he mumbled against your folds. He sucked on your clit, bringing it into his mouth. That action alone had you coming completely undone. Your body shook under him, and you whimpered softly. He pulled away, licking his lips after drinking up your juices.

He leaned up and pressed his lips against yours gently. You could taste yourself on his lips, and you didn’t mind it. Your hands trailed down his muscular chest, before tugging his boxers down. His erection sprung free, and you wrapped your hands around him and he cursed silently. 

“I need to be inside you…” Reiner said, and you nodded.

“Okay,” you said softly. He took his cock into his hand and rubbed it against your pussy lips. He slowly pushed deep inside you, slowly. His size had you arching your back the stretch burned but in the best way possible.

“So, tight… fuck, you feel so good around me, (Y/N),” Reiner grunted. He leaned forward, his forehead pressed against yours. It was taking everything in him to not thrust into you, he was a big guy and even though he so badly wanted to fuck you hard and relentless, he cared about you too much to act on it unless you asked. 

“Reiner, so big, feel so full. Please, move, need you to move…” You whimpered, hugging his shoulders. He started off slow, thrusting his hips slowly inside of you. He sighed softly. But your moans spur him on, and soon he was gripping your thick thighs, and thrusting into you hard and fast. 

Your knuckles began to turn white from gripping the sheets, crying out his name. He loved the way your stomach and thighs jiggled with each harsh thrust inside of you. It made something snapped inside of him. 

He went faster, practically folding you in half. He couldn’t help but groan softly and kiss you deeply. 

“Fuck, fuck! Wait, slow down!” You cried out, but Reiner’s grip on you kept you still. His balls were hitting your ass, and the he suddenly had a thought. He loved how soft you were, your stomach. 

“Fuck, I am gonna get you pregnant. Please say yes, please say I can cum inside.” 

That thought had you crying out, you wanted it. You wanted him to fill you to the brim and get you pregnant.

“Reiner, yes, please… I want it, I want all of it.” 

Reiner took your legs, putting them to the side of your head, folding you successfully. You didn’t even know you could be bent like that because of your size, but Reiner made you feel tiny compared to him. 

Not long after he slammed into you completely and stilled. Spurts of cum filled you and you came hard at the feeling. You shook from the pleasure of being filled by Reiner. He didn’t pull out completely yet wanting it to stick.

He let your legs down, and leaned down pecking your lips. 

“Next year around this time, we will have a baby to dress up.” He mumbled softly against your lips. He held your plump body against his, not letting you pull away from him. You didn’t want to pull away anyway, the thought had you glowing with a smile.

“We can all go to the pumpkin patch together, dress the baby in a cute little pumpkin outfit.” 

“I am gonna have to work harder to provide for you and the baby, make you my little stay at home wife…” He nuzzled you. “Maybe keep you pregnant and full of me, so if you do decide to lose weight I still get to have your plump body to myself.”

You couldn’t help but laugh softly, pecking his lips gently.

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[shoyoist]

BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award you're supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing happens, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside and out! 💕💞💕

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[darkmxgician]

Scales Untilted- Part 1

pairing: noah x reader. sweet boyfriend Noah. tags: drinking, swearing, fluff

word count: 2.1k

story song: sugar honey ice and tea by bring me the horizon

taglist: @sorrowsofsilence @angelsdevils @collisionofyourkissmakesitsohard @montgomery-929496 (I don’t know if you guys just wanted to be tagged on the other stuff so lmk)

I lean back from the mirror after finishing putting on mascara, assessing if I have any smudges I need to fix before I’m done. After a layer of setting spray I go to my walk in closet and start assessing what to wear. I’m going to a BBQ so something summery would be the ideal choice. After agonising over my clothes for a while I choose a white cropped cami and green floral midi skirt, it has a long slit up the side showing off my tanned legs. The heat in LA was unbearable at times, but at least I was always tan. I took my rollers out and let my long hair fall down my back, tying up the top section in a loose bun. After adorning some jewellery I was ready to go.

My friend Davis didn’t live far from me so the taxi took no time, I felt nervous, I’d never met his roommates before, we usually hung out at my brothers house. I did some artwork for his roommates band, and he knows food is the way to my heart, so when they offered to cook for me as a thank you, I couldn’t refuse. I peeled away at the label on the bottle of wine in my lap. When the car pulled up at the address I thanked the driver and took a deep breath and started up the short path. The front door opened to Davis, who grinned and pulled me into a bear hug “wow y/n, you actually look like a girl”, “don’t get used to it” I laugh, following him inside. The house was actually decorated nicely, and clean, considering a group of guys live here. Davis leads me into the kitchen and I’m so busy being nosy that I almost walk into him when he stops. Three men stood by the sink, all tall, tattooed, with dark hair. “y/n this is Jesse, Matt and Noah, guys this is y/n”, they all turn towards me and smile. I wave and return their smiles, although a little more awkward. Jesse and Matt said hi and then return to their conversation. Noah remains facing me, his brown eyes don't leave mine, I feel my cheeks starting to heat and look down at my feet. I was raised on a tour bus so I’m used to feeling the eyes of men on me. I’m not used to being affected by it, what is wrong with me? “Do you want a drink y/n?” Davis startled me with his question, “yeah, sorry” I mutter and give him the bottle I brought with me. I dared a glance at Noah whilst Davis poured my drink and found him looking back to his friends conversation, as if feeling my eyes on him he turned his head to look at me again, I quickly turned away again. 

After my initial awkwardness, which was very uncharacteristic for me, I ended up chatting to Matt about lord of the rings for over an hour, we compared tattoos since we both have sleeves based on the series and it just went from there. I felt more at ease and my usual comfortable self. I was used to being around groups of men, I was raised on my brothers tour bus with his band mates, who are my family. I kept finding myself stealing glances at Noah, I don’t know what was wrong with me, he wasn’t the first attractive guy I’d met, hell I’ve turned down guys who look like him 1000 times. Still, I couldn’t help myself, he was covered in tattoos, right up to his neck, his hair was tied into a bun, and the t-shirt and jogger shorts were really working for him. I didn’t realise I’d been staring and he turned and met my gaze, he walked over and I suddenly didn’t know what to do with my hands, I quickly picked up my drink and took a sip to calm my nerves. Why was I reacting like this? When he reached us, he kept his eyes on me whilst addressing Matt “Hey, Davis needs your help with the burgers”. After a quizzical look, Matt was gone. I was alone with Noah, he towered over me, more so than the other guys. “Looks like you need a refill”, he gestured for my glass, “oh, yeah, thanks” I mutter, passing it to him. He smirks at me and heads inside to the kitchen, I trail behind him, suddenly feeling very small in his presence. 

He pulls my wine out of the fridge and pours a large glass before turning back to me, I was leaning against the worktop for support as I watched him. He cleared the space between us in 2 steps and suddenly I was surrounded by his cologne, he was intoxicating. He smiled down at me, leaning one hand on the worktop behind me, “here you go, y/n”. Hearing my name on his lips was enough to make me blush, my mouth was suddenly very dry. I licked my lips and realised my mistake when he tracked that movement, his eyes dipped to my mouth. “Thanks Noah” I attempted a smile, his eyes coming back to look straight into mine, “no problem y/n” he smirks and pushes off the counter, aiming to go back outside. He looks back at me as if to say ‘are you coming?’, “hey where is your bathroom?”, I blurt out, blushing once again. He points me me towards a white door and I follow his directions. I step inside and lean on the sink, needing to regain a bit of control over myself.

I step back into the blistering LA sun, shielding my eyes to assess who and where to go to in the open garden. The guys are all sat around a table, it seems they’d finished cooking whilst I was regaining some composure in the bathroom “hey, y/n, your veggie burger is here” Davis shouts, pointing at the burger in the empty spot next to Noah. Brilliant. I smile and head over, Noah pulls my chair out with one hand, not even looking at me as he’s mid conversation with Jesse. I mutter a thanks to him and turn to Davis “thanks mate, this looks good”, he grinned at me with a mouth full of food, making me giggle. That got Noah’s attention, he draped his arm over the back of my chair and looked at Davis, who was oblivious. I reached for the ketchup and a napkin in the centre of the table, then leant back into the chair, into Noah’s arm, god he was huge. I kicked off my sandals and pulled my legs up, I can never sit on chairs properly, I like sitting with my legs crossed. After getting comfy I cover my burger in ketchup and set the plate in my lap. I forgot about Noah’s lingering gaze after the first bite, hunger took over and I devoured my food, adding more salad to my plate between bites. The guys all continued talking about various topics, music, anime, video games. I mostly concentrated on my food until they mention attack on titan, “NO don’t” I almost shout, “I’m only on season 1, no spoilers please” I add, realising they were all staring at me now. “ok guys, no spoilers, but how good was that last episode” Matt says to Noah, who completely ignores him. “You’re watching attack on titan y/n?”, I turn to look at him, not realising how close he was sitting, I nod eagerly, not able to answer with a mouth full of food. He smiles at me and I was suddenly very glad to be sitting down. Matt taps Noah’s shoulder to get his attention, continuing their discussion. His eyes linger on me for a moment, I can feel my cheeks heating again and quickly look away, taking a big drink from my glass.

The rest of the night went by in a blur, partially because I drank the whole bottle. I’m a lightweight and don’t drink much, so the buzz from the wine had me feeling giddy, I couldn’t stop giggling at everything Noah had to say, his answering smiles knocking me on my arse. Before I knew it, it was 1am, had I really been here for 10 hours? The boys start clearing up, plates and glasses litter the table and I stand up to help, stumbling and tripping over my discarded sandals. Unsurprisingly, Noah is there. He steadies me with an arm around my waist, pulling me into his side. “Sorry, I’m too clumsy for my own good”, I smile at him, my world tilting a little, making me squint. He chuckles to himself, “how far away do you live? I can’t drive you so if you need to stay we can figure something out”. I was suddenly very aware of the rest of the guys, who were uncharacteristically quiet. The last thing I want is to be drunk and babbling to them all, especially Noah. “I don’t live far, I’ll just get a taxi, it’s how I got here earlier”, I slur my words a little but manage to get my point across. Fuck me, he’s really attractive.

I can’t help but notice how disappointed he looks when I pull out my phone to check for an uber. I loop my arm through his and start walking inside, partly needing his balance, but mostly wanting to be close to him. “Do you mind waiting outside with me?”, I flutter my eyelashes at him, unable to help myself. I’m not usually good at flirting, I’m awkward with any romantic interactions, but for some reason I found myself trying. He seemed to perk up at that, pulling me along with him, he announces that I’m leaving and I get pulled into a few hugs, Davis kisses me on the top of the head as he slings an arm around me. That’s when I realise Noah is holding my hand, he squeezes it as he shoots daggers at his friend. I wave bye to the boys and we head outside. I try to check my uber app and can barely see the screen, closing one eye to try and focus my vision. Noah chuckles next to me and takes my phone, clicking my home address and connecting me to a driver. I lean into him, “thanks Noah”, he wraps an arm around my shoulder and walks me towards a low wall in his front garden. “It says it’ll be 7 minutes, so I’m glad I get more time with you before you leave”. I turn to face him, his eyes are bright, a brown so deep I could get lost, like an endless forest. His face is dusted with freckles and tan from the heat in LA. His eyes remain fixated on mine as I assess him. His mouth pulled up into an easy smile, he was so close I would just have lean over and I could kiss him. I stop that thought in its tracks, but not before my eyes dip to his mouth. He watches me, his arm tightens on my waist, pulling me closer. I let him, getting lost in the moment, he reaches his other hand over and tilts my chin up so he has better access. My eyes flicker shut and I inhale a shaky breath, his lips hover over mine, with the ghost of a kiss, and then he pulls away. I groan in frustration and he laughs, the sound a melody that calls to my very soul. “You’re drunk y/n, I’d like you to be sober and lucid the first time I kiss you”. I look up at him with the best puppy eyes I could muster and sigh. He starts typing something on my phone and I scan the street, praying my taxi was still far away. “I put my number in, so please can let me know when you get home”, I nod enthusiastically, “I promise”, I stick out my pinky finger for him to shake. He pinky promises me, chuckling at my childish tendencies. “Can I call you tomorrow?”, he looks nervous as he asks, “of course”, I can’t help the grin that spreads across my face. I lean my head against his shoulder and let out a contented sigh, hoping once again that the car takes its time so I can bask in his company for as long as possible. And thats when I release I’m in way too deep already.

[bellarosethefangirl]

Hey, could u do one where the YGO boys comfort crying reader? Or the other way around where we comfort them from crying? Xx

Hi I’m sorry this is so late. I found this sitting in my box just now. Thanks so much for letting me do this request for you. I’ll gladly write it for you. I appreciate the patience since I’ve been on hiatus.

Various Yu-Gi-Oh! Boys x Reader

Comforting Their Crying S/o

Headcanons: Yugi Muto, Yami, Seto Kaiba, Duke Devlin, and Joey Wheeler

Bonus: Mai Valentine and Dark Magician Girl

Tag List: @xxmobiumshipperxx @secondaryrealm @puzzleshipping-princess-1989 @noaltbruh @hevexns-realm @sacredwarrior88 @angelsdevils

If you’re interested in being tagged in my fics please contact me. I tag by fandom. More info in the Link. I tend to tag people who request from me

Yugi Muto

He’s not only the king of games but also the king of comforting his loved ones

Yugi is very perceptive of others feelings especially your own. When he realizes you’re sad, he immediately tries to comfort you.

He will be by your side and ask what has happened

He will do everything in his power to comfort you. Be it words of affirmation or genuine care. He’s very loving and will be extra fragile towards you when you’re sad

As you cry he holds you. If you don’t like being touched when you’re upset then he gives you space

He will give you his jacket and hold your hand as he speaks gently to you.

“Please don’t cry... I’m here for you.”

Yami

what I love most about this former pharaoh is how he handles people’s feelings with grace. This is ten fold for his significant other

Yami is quick to comfort you with his words. He listens and responds accordingly

Advice, words of love, you name it

He always knows what to say. He’s full of wisdom and has such a big heart. He’s the best at comforting

When you cry he dries your tears with his sleeves of his jacket and cups your face so you look into his caring yet piercing red eyes

His look is incredibly gentle as is his touch towards you

He’ll speak in a soft low voice. It’s so gentle, his deep voice is so comforting

“Please look at me.. I won’t leave your side until I see you smile again.”

Joey Wheeler

He’s very in tune with emotions especially your own

He’s quick to pick up on your feelings and when you cry he’s already by your side ready to comfort you.

He holds you in his long arms and gives you a reassuring look. His expression can light up a room and he can certainly give you his signature grin to make your heart flutter

His positivity knows no bounds and he’s quick to cheer you up even when you’re crying

He knows what to say and he’ll only tell you what you need to he told

“Don’t worry babe Joey Wheeler is here!”

Duke Devlin

He’s a sweet boyfriend with a way with words. Even when you’re crying

Duke lends his shoulder to cry on and picks you up in his arms so you can sit on his lap while you cry

He wraps an arm around you and gently speaks to you

He’s the sweetest and will make it his mission to have those tears of yours gone

Duke wipes away those tears and looks into your eyes as he’s comforting you

“Angel baby, please talk to me. I’m all ears.”

Seto Kaiba

Kaiba is quick to demand who hurt you. His eyes turn cold at the very thought of someone daring to hurt his beloved

When he realizes no one has hurt you he’s quick to look saddened and holds your hand. His arm wraps around you protectively

He orders someone to buy you your favorite treat, stat then returns his attention to you

He uses his handkerchief or tie to wipe away your tears gently

His demeanor is so soft with you as he listens to what you have to say

He’s comforting but very gentle In his words. His advice is always top notch as is his problem solving. He will do everything in his power to make it right

“Don’t worry I’ll make sure everything will be okay, dear.”

Mai Valentine

Mai certainly shows tough love but only when it’s necessary. Her love for you is very well shown. She’ll be so worried when she see’s her baby darling crying

She’s quick to baby you and immediately figure out what could be wrong

She might be quick to look for anyone who could’ve possibly hurt you. She’s much like her harpy duel monsters. She’ll gladly sink her claws on anyone who gets on her bad side.

When you tell her no one has hurt you she will start comforting you. She’ll hug you against her soft chest and talk to you gently. Her embrace is so warm and comforting

Her words are so full of wisdom. She speaks to you with such grace as she comforts you

She’s also very good with advice. Her words always manage to help and make you feel so much better

“Dear, you’ve really got to be strong. Don’t worry your pretty little head. You’ll get through this, I just know it.”

Dark Magician Girl

She is immediately worried and going to be right by your side

She is quick to be holding you or placing your head on her lap how you like it

If you're affectionate, she will smother you with it as she does her best to calm you down

If you’re not as affectionate then she will be absolutely reassuring and in tune with your feelings

This lovely lady will make it her mission to wipe away those tears and cheer you up

After you’re feeling better and if you’re feeling up to it she will even take you on a date. Her treat!

“Sweetie what’s wrong? Your tears break my heart.”

[reiners-milkbiddies]

I love him sm 😭🐯💛

@duckykisaki @trevengersprincess @satorustar @angelsdevils

[enretrogue]

𝗝𝗔𝗡𝗨𝗔𝗥𝗬 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟰 𝗙𝗜𝗖 𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗦

༝༚༝༚ = Black/POC Works ⎢ 24’ Fic Rec M.List

ATTACK ON TITAN (SHINGEKI NO KYOJIN):

Multi-Character

Fluffy HCs Pt. 2 (Porco, Colt, Zeke, Reiner) — @spiteless-xo

‘Cause I Got My Love to Keep Me Warm (Eren, Mikasa, Porco) — @violetarks

Trigger Finger (Levi, Connie, Porco) — @ilyluffy

Their Favorite Body Part (Erwin, Eren, Armin, Porco, Reiner, Levi) — @tonilovessushi

College Majors (Eren, Jean, Armin, Connie, Porco, Reiner, Levi, Zeke) — @scumbagjaeger

Them w/ a Cling S/O (Mikasa, Jean, Connie, Sasha, Annie, Reiner, Porco, Marcel, Pieck, Levi, Hange, Erwin)— @420ruffy

Telling Him You’re Pregnant (Zeke, Eren, Porco, Reiner) — @marsbutterfly

Expecting (Levi, Eren, Porco) — @xokiddo

Poly Relationship (Porco + Reiner) — @vainilla-milk

Porco Galliard

Tired Porco Doesn’t Know Where He’s Laying — @mommypieck

Vacation w/ Porco — ^

Porco and Big Tummies — ^

Suddenly Becoming a Dad ⎢ As a Dad ��� @spiteless-xo

General NSFW HCs — ^

Make Me a Father — @roseofdarknessblog

Suffering the Consequences — ^

Northern Lights — ^

Everything Will Be Okay — ^

NSFW Alphabet — @scumbagjaeger

Breeding Kink (but make it angsty) — ^

College!Porco HCs — ^

How Do You Call Your Loverboy — @cafedanslanuit

Fitness Instructor Porco Galliard — ^

Blurb — @we-are-so-close

So Happy — ^

Yandere(ish) Porco Smut — ^

Game Over — @yeagerdaydreams

Off to Sleep — ^

Kind Regards, I’m Quitting — @persistent-peach

Red Tape — ^

Dad!Porco — @xokiddo

Protective!Porco — ^

Sugar Daddy!Porco — ^

Halloween Prompt — ^

Fan Service — @thegetoufather

Rugby Player Porco — ^

Pink Shorts — @fierydiamond

You Belong With Me— ^

Precipice ⎢ Ch. 2 — @mochalate

Blurb — @tangerinexwrites

“That’s for acting like a fucking brat today” — @fscottcatsgerald

Brat Taming — @nixie-writes-aot

Photo Album — @vainilla-milk

Porco Comforting You After Seeing Your Ex — @dabilove27

My Princess — @angelsdevils

HCs for Porco — @missmeinyourbones

No Strings Attached — @mvrtaiswriting

Husband!Porco ⎢ Part 2 ⎢ Part 3 ⎢ Part 4 — @lostinwildflowers

Brother’s Best Friend — @oneoftheextras

That’s My Smart Girl — @toorusluvr

Sister Fucker — @ilyluffy

Riding Porco HCs — @ackermansupremacy

Blood ‘n Guts — @luvhotline

BF!Porco Texts ⎢ Part 2 — @plutowrites

Your Daughter Calls Porco “Dad” — @tinyjeanmarco

Worth It — @literaltrashforeverything

Scratch — @whats-her-quirk

Porco Boyfriend Tweets — @re1nerisms

Show Him Who You Belong To — @jean-kayak ༝༚༝༚

Porco Having a Crush on You HCs — @bubbleteaimagine

THE GRAY MAN:

Court Gentry/Sierra Six

Polaroid — @renren-006

His Bonnie on the Side — @wiidvw ༝༚༝༚

Thoughts on Sierra Six as a Romantic Partner — @drivinmeinsane

We’ll Always Have Cuba — @companionjones

THE LAST OF US:

Joel Miller

Live From New York — @cowgurrrl

Beautiful Girls — ^

Love You — ^

Unknown — ^

I’m Still Standing — ^

My Girls — ^

Lucky — ^

Girls on Film — ^

I’m Just Ken — ^

Please Come Home For Christmas — ^

So This Is Love — ^

NCIS:

Leroy Jethro Gibbs

Busted — @writeandsurvive

Babysitting — ^

Birthday Imagine — @kdogreads

Blind Dates — ^

Are You Done? — ^

Ain’t Woman Enough — ^

Annoyance — @lizzyk137

Surprise — @encryptidone

We Keep This Love In a Paragraph — @chiefdirector

You Ain’t Alone — @ash-whimsicalfanfic

[lizzy06]

Kindaici Yuutaro x Reader Fic Recs!!(Tumblr/AO3/Wattpad)

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Why Not Me?/ tumblr✨ by mimi_cee (oneshot, friends to lovers, humor, fluff) You’re halfway through your drawing and Kindaichi struggles to tell you something. He might be just a bit jealous. [COMPLETED]

Same As Always✨ by Arene (oneshot. fluff, humor) Kindaichi trusts you. You're an uncontainable force of chaos, but he's known you for years. Which is precisely why he doesn't trust you to be in his room alone.[COMPLETED]

Fearless ✨by @angelsdevils (oneshot, fluff) “No, she is only my friend.”[COMPLETED]

Grudges by @ippenx/Ippen (fluff)Unwillingly … cautiously … slowly … day by day … piece by piece … Kindaichi learns that it is far more enjoyable to hold onto the person you love instead of the past you can't change.[COMPLETED]

'Sides by Arene (oneshot, childhood friends, fluff) These guys don’t know the first goddamn thing about you. But to be honest, Kindaichi is perfectly okay with that.[COMPLETED]

[shelly-ya]

Wanna help me?

You sat in the living room watching your boyfriend at the living room door that was facing outside doing his morning shave.

"Why don't you use the bathroom?" You asked him head propped on the your pulled up knees.

"Huh? Oh can't see what I'm doing properly. We need to change the light bulb to a brighter one." He said looking at his reflection in the table top mirror he borrowed from your make up stand. He shifted his head at an angle and pulling the disposable blade from his bowl of water he knocked the excess water of the edge of the bowl. Towel wrapped around his neck. The shaving cream making look like he had a white beard like santa. You admired the way he pulled the blade down easily cutting away the hair. Washing off the cream he knocked the blade again and proceeded with the same process. Accessing what he has done so far on his face he flicked his gaze to you.

"You know if looks could kill you definitely already buried me six feet under" he raised his eyebrows at you smirking. Snapping you out of your overbearing gaze. Sticking your tongue out you couldn't think of a comeback just yet. Which made him laugh a little and to attack his task again.

While he was knocking off the excess water this time he spoke without looking at you. "You wanna help me out?"

Panicking you dropped your feet to the carpeted floor. "N-no it's ok I got other things to do" you whispered about to get up.

"What did he do to you for you to be afraid to help shave a man's beard?" Stopping you from your escape.

"What are you talking about i could mess up or cut you. It's definitely not because of anyone." You whisper unconsciously fisting your clothes tightly in your grip.

"If it is messed up we'll just shave it off completely. Besides I know you love a clean shaven man. And if you cut me I can just wear a bandage. I won't harm you in any way. Come here help me" he stretched his hand out for you to take it. "This could go as bonding time" he whispered again. "Come help me" taking the risk you placed your hand in his he pulled you into his lap and handed you the razor and held the mirror in one hand. His other hand guiding your hand to shave him. It took longer than expected but he seemed to be proud of the shave he got from his baby.

Special tags:

@angelsdevils @stxrmylxve @zero38 @the-witch-of-one-piece

[stxrmylxve]

Heu babe remember we were talking about kazutora x therapist fic. I spoke to @angelsdevils and she started it. Here's the link

https://www.tumblr.com/angelsdevils/715604068720115712/rehabilitation?source=share

omg i am LIVING for this 🤭

[angelsdevils]

October 7, 2024 - Kazutora Hanemiya (TR)

Kazutora Hanemiya Pt. 1  Tokyo Revengers Warnings: Obsession, Stalking, Drugging, Possessive Behavior, Murder, Kidnapping Tag List: @reiners-milkbiddies @thisbicc @bontensbabygirl @useless-potatho 

You were his little tragedy, someone that he has become so obsessed with. Kazutora Hanamiya has never thought about girls that way, since he had let his hatred for Manjiro Sano. But seeing you at this Halloween party, in that little tiger costume, had Kazutora forget everything else. His eyes stayed locked on you the entire time that you guys were at the party. Whenever a guy got too close to you, jealousy blinded him. He wanted to kill anyone who even dared look at you. 

You felt someone’s eyes on you, but you couldn’t figure out who it could be since the party was packed. Music blared through the house, providing a eerie feeling. So many people were wearing costumes and masks. You shook the feeling off as you being paranoid. You decided to entertain yourself by walking through haunted area which was located near the woods. 

You walked out the house unaware of the shadow following you at a distance. The woods were filled with fog, and Halloween decorations. Fake spiders, fake bats, fake spiderwebs. Some people jumped out at you causing you to let a small scream before laughing when you heard them laugh. Throughout the woods would be random people working the haunted woods prepared to scare anyone brave enough to walk through. You turned down a path, it got spookier, and there was virtually no one down this path. 

You hesitated for a moment debating on if you wanted to go down this path. It looked like it was part of the path since it was decorated and such. Shrugging, you turned down the path, but the deeper you went the more eerie it got. Plus, you still felt like someone was watching you. No one jumped out at you, pretended to grab you. It was just dog everywhere, this fog looked more real then the one coming from the fog machine. 

You stopped, and hugged yourself. You were shaking slightly, looking around. Suddenly, someone wrapped their arms around your waist. You let a scream out, but they covered your mouth. They put a rag over your mouth, as you inhaled. You slowly began to get drowsy, and confused. You realized it was a fast acting drug. Your eyes fluttered closed, and you fell limp in your attacker’s arms. 

Kazutora’s eyes darkened as he witnessed the attack, he was suppose to be the one drugging you, not some no name guy. He watched as the guy held you close, his hands touching you. He felt his anger rise, and he walked silently behind the guy, gripping his knife. The guy turned around, and saw Kazutora.

“You should leave, this isn’t part of the path.” The guy said, and Kazutora tilted his head, a crazed look in his eyes. 

“You have something that is mine,” Kazutora’s voice was low and threatening.

The guy looked down at your unconscious body before at Kazutora. The guy started laughing.

“She is single, belongs to no one. But I am willing to sh—” the guy was cut off, and his blue eyes trailed down to his stomach. He dropped you to the ground, as he covered the wound. 

Kazutora had stabbed him, and he was now bleeding. He yelled, but it was drowned out by the screams of the haunted path. Kazutora watched as the guy looked at him with horror. Kazutora shoved him to the ground, and began to stab him repeatedly. He had a crazed look in his eyes as he murdered the man that dared laid his hands on you. The knife plunged deep into the guy multiple times. 

Once the man was dead, Kazutora stepped back off of the guy. He looked down at you before grabbing the man who drugged you, and dragged him away, Once he disposed of the body, he came back for you, still unconscious on the ground. He lifted you up with ease, and put you over his shoulder.

He walked you to his car, taking the longer route to avoid the crowds since you were drugged and he was covered in blood. He wanted to avoid any and all attention. When he got to his car, he placed you in the back seat, and started to drive off to his house. 

You woke up groggy, and disoriented. You slowly sat up in bed, the effects of the drug slowly Waring away. But the moment it did, you panicked because you didn’t recognize the room you were in. 

Did the person who drug me bring me to his place? I have to get out of here…

The door began to slowly creek open, and you looked up. You didn’t recognize the guy, but he was carrying some water, and medicine.

“I brought you some medicine, the guy who drugged you, you won’t have to worry about him anymore.”

“You… didn’t drug me?”

“No.” Kazutora said, walking closer handing you the medicine. 

You couldn’t put your finger on it, but this guy had an unsettling aura about him. You hesitated but took the medicine and drank the water but only in small sips. 

His eyes stared at you, as he sat on the bed, stroking your hair out of your face. He didn’t look away, like he was staring into your soul and it sent shivers down your spine. 

“You are so beautiful,” he mumbled, nuzzling your neck. You tensed up when he did that, not liking the way it felt. 

His arms tightened around you, and you tri ed to get out of his hold but he refused to let you go. He sigh softly, before looking up at you, glaring.

“Don’t. Move.” 

You nodded unable to find your voice, and he went back to nuzzling your neck. His hands began to roam your body. You couldn’t help but squirm in his hold.

“Please, stop. Don’t do this.” 

“Shh, you are mine, I just want to claim what’s mine.” 

“I don’t want this, I don’t even know you,” you tried to say, but he bit down on your neck. 

“My name is Kazutora, and you are mine. No one is allowed to touch you, hurt you, or love you. Only me, got it?” He mumbled, gripping your chin so you were forced to look into his eyes. 

Some sick part of you made your heart beat faster. You never had someone so obsessed with you, you always said you wanted someone obsessed and so in love with you. But you weren’t sure if you meant it literally. 

“I-I have rights, I don’t belong to anyone…” You tried to stand your ground, but he only grinned, shoving you back onto the bed. 

“Is that so? Maybe, I should bring that guy back-”

“No, don’t.” You panicked, you didn’t want the guy who drugged you because something told you the other guy’s intentions weren’t pure if he had to drug you. 

Kazutora only smirked slightly, his eyes trailing over your body. You shuddered as he slowly stripped you of your clothes.

“Don’t worry, I killed him. He can’t come back even if I wanted him too.” He mumbled against your skin. 

That snapped you out of it, and you went to shove Kazutora off of you but he caught your hands in his.

“You did what?!”

“Come on princess, don’t be so upset… he was going to literally hurt you. I simply did my duties to protect you… my little tragedy.” 

Your hands were shaking in his, your heart was racing and he grinned pushing his lips against yours.

“I said it already. You. Are. Mine. Do you understand?” He growled lowly, and you slowly nodded your head.

“Good,” he got up from the bed. He had plans to officially make your body his, but considering that he wants you more willing he decided to wait.

“Gonna go make you breakfast, don’t try to stand up the drug he gave you will make you all wobbly. Don’t want you falling.” He turned to the door but you spoke up.

“I don’t want to stay in here. I can walk.”

“No you can’t.”

“Yes, I can…” 

You were stubborn, and Kazutora’s jaw clenched slightly. He watched as you got out of bed and as he expected your legs gave out. He caught you, picking you up bridal style. He carried you to the kitchen.

“I told you the drug’s effects was still lingering.” 

“I—” 

“You are so troublesome…” Even though he said this, he didn’t mind it. He leaned down kissing you. You turned your head, and he growled.

“Will I get to go home?”

“No.”

“This is kidnapping.”

“I don’t care, I murdered a man, multiple men, do you think I care about kidnapping?”

“Are… you going to hurt me?”

“Yes, in the best way possible.” He looked down at you, and a shiver ran down your spine. 

“Just not right now, only when the drug wares off.” 

“Oh…”

© [@angelsdevils] all rights reserved. none of my posts or stories should be modified, reposted, etc. I do not own the character or the fanart, but I own the plots of these stories. All fanart goes to their appropriate owners. 

[darkmxgician]

Promises Break- Part 1

LMK your opinions, I've never posted my writing before, so I'm very nervous

pairing: fem!reader x noah. tags: drinking, mild violence, trauma/PTSD

word count: around 2300

story song: the death of peace of mind (we are fury mix)

taglist: @sorrowsofsilence @angelsdevils @collisionofyourkissmakesitsohard

18+ below the cut

The pounding music and flashing lights continue to overwhelm my senses. I normally hate clubs like this, it’s loud and I don’t enjoy losing my inhibitions outside of my designated safe spaces. My two roommates are out of town, and usually I would stay with my twin brother, but he's back in England. And so I was trapped inside my house, the silence threatening to tear me apart. I haven’t slept in 2 days, the nightmares plaguing me were beginning to seep into my consciousness, and I was losing my grip on reality. My friend Hayley invited me out for drinks, the excuse being a girls night with two of her close friends, I accepted just so I could escape the walls that were closing in on me. I don’t cope well with being alone, and when I can feel my sanity slipping I tend to be reckless and impulsive. Which is why I am now several drinks deep and swaying along to whatever dance music is blasting.

My phone starts to vibrate in my bag, I frown and try to pull it out, Hayley intercepts, grabbing it from me easily, since I’m inebriated and can barely stay upright.“Noooo, don’t answer” I slur at her, too late, “who is Noah?” she squeals at me over the music, holding the phone against one ear. I sigh internally, my brother probably asked his guard dog to keep an eye on me since everyone else is out of town. My feeble attempts to grab my phone back fail and I stumble into her as someone pushes past me from behind. The mass of bodies around us making it difficult to navigate the packed dancefloor. “Sorry y/n isn’t here right now, she’s busy, please leave a message after the tone” I can’t help but laugh at the audacity my friend has, if she saw who she was speaking to she would not be dismissing him like this. She makes an absurd beeping noise and hangs up, both of us falling into a fits of giggles, likely induced by the tequila we’ve been drinking all night. We carry on dancing like nothing happened, my drunk brain letting the details slip away with the music, not letting the anxiety set in like it usually would when Noah is involved. 

I was enjoying the music, arms wrapped around Hayley and her two friends dancing around us, when I felt the energy change, like it was charged, in anticipation for something about to break. I look around, suddenly feeling nervous, wanting to protect the mood and the fun we were having, it’s rare I let myself lose control like this, and I want to keep my buzz going. I can’t shake the feeling of being watched, like prey about to fall into a trap. I turn around again, trying to catch whatever threat is lurking, when my eyes clash with hazel ones. Noah. I blink, not quite sure if I’m hallucinating, and he’s gone. Shaking my head I scan the crowd again, seeing nobody I recognise.  turning back to my group, I signal that I’m going to the bar. Moving through the crowd is an effort, I’m almost at the bar, the liquor beckoning me, when I run into someone’s chest. I look up, straight into those deep brown eyes. Noah. I can feel the tension rolling off him in waves. I realise I’m leaning against him, my hands flat against his chest, and try to back up but he grabs me. Leaning down to my level, he almost growls “you’re coming with me”. His breath is hot against my ear as I try to struggle against his grip but it’s no good. His large frame dwarfs me and his punishing grip lets him easily drag me next to him, weaving through the bodies in the packed nightclub. 

We reach the exit and I try to stop him, words failing me I just point at the cloakroom, my ticket in hand. Exasperation clear on his face, he sighs and snatches it from my hand, pushing me ahead of him I end up blocked between him and the counter. I can feel the hard muscles of his chest against my bare back, the fabric of his t-shirt rubbing against my suddenly too-sensitive skin. I lean back and look up at him, his eyes are dark and he refuses to pay any attention to me, I sigh and look back down, his hands are gripping the counter at either side of my waist, the tattoos are so dark they seem to swallow up the light around them. He takes my leather jacket from the attendant and holds it out, waiting for me to push my arms into the sleeves. I don’t know what it is about him, but every muscle seems to lock up, I feel my anxiety rising, each breath coming quicker than the last. He grabs me and roughly puts my jacket on, and starts pulling me along with an arm around my waist. I completely lose ability to breathe and start hyperventilating, we reach the exit, the cool air hitting me like a slap to the face. Noah drags me to one side and pushes me against the wall of the club, he’s frowning at me like I’m an insolent child he’s trying to manage. His piercing stare only makes my anxiety peak, I start feeling lightheaded and lean my head back against the rough brick wall. “y/n, I need you to breathe, I’m not going to let anything happen to you”, the rich timbre of his voice distracts me from my approaching panic attack. “Why are you here?” I ask, my voice light and breathless. “You weren’t at home, and when I called to check on you, your drunk friend answered”, his eyes start drilling holes in my head. How did he know my location? Did my brother do something to my phone to let his asshole friend stalk me whilst he was at home with our family? Like flicking a switch my anxiety turned to anger. I balled my fists and used all my strength to push him out of my personal space, “how the fuck would you know where I am?” I yell hoarsely. He doesn’t budge, one hand flexing on the brick next to my head he smirks down at me, “well apparently you need a babysitter, I was unlucky enough to end up with the task”. I see red, I aim to start hitting his chest to get him away from me, but he easily grabs my wrists in one hand and tuts at me. “You can either walk nicely to my car y/n, or I’ll throw you over my shoulder and carry you”. I stop my pathetic attempt at freeing myself and feel the nausea rise. He was going to take me home, back to my empty, silent house. Back to the nightmares that haunt even my waking moments. “Please, don’t make me go back there” I whisper, my eyes going wide, pleading. Surprise flickers across his features, gone before I can even register it, he leans in even further, our breath mingling as he assesses me with those rich brown eyes. “Why wouldn’t you want to go home, little one?”. I whimper, trying to suppress the sob that threatened to escape, “I can’t stand it anymore, I can’t sleep, I haven’t slept in days” I admit, tears starting to fill my eyes. Why was I telling him this? I can barely admit it to myself. He nods, like he understands exactly what is plaguing me. He moves to pull me into his side again. I decide this is where I make my final stand and elbow him in the ribs, he grunts and spins around, throwing me back against the wall, his enormous hands digging into my shoulders. I wince at the impact and he leans down again, his mouth inches from mine, “I’m not going to make you go home alone y/n, I told your brother I would take care of you, so please, get in the fucking car”.

This has to be the longest I’ve spent with my brother's best friend one on one. I’ve spent time with him in group settings before, and we happily ignore each other's presence. I can’t stop fidgeting in the passenger seat, music is playing softly, I can just make out heavy guitars over the sound of the engine. I bounce my leg up and down, unable to stop myself, I pull against the seatbelt he strapped across my chest, and try to control my breathing, the lights of the city passing by in a blur. We pull up at a set of traffic lights and his large hand grabs my thigh in a tight grip, “what is wrong with you? can’t you stay still?”. He doesn’t shout, but the annoyance in his voice is clear and I can’t stop the tears that start to fill my eyes. I try to turn to look out of the window but the hand he had on my leg grabs my chin and forces me to look at him. Time slows, he opens his mouth to say something after what feels like an eternity, but the car behind us sounds its horn, causing him to swear and set off driving instead. Noah lets go of my face and grabs my leg again, keeping me from fidgeting. I rest my head against the seat and let the tears spill, who cares if he sees anyway, he already hates me.

I jolt awake when my foot hits something, it takes me too long to understand my surroundings, I groan at the headache starting to form, pressure building and pushing against my skull. I let my head fall back to where it was. My eyes flutter open when I hit muscle and smell his cologne, the ground is moving beneath me. Noah is carrying me, his strong arms hooked under my knees and back, I grab onto his t-shirt, suddenly feeling unbalanced, eliciting a chuckle from him. The sound is foreign to me, I squint up at him, his short hair falling in his face as he navigates his way through my home, like he knows his way around, I’m sure he’s never set foot in my house before. He rounds the corner to my bedroom and kicks open the door, walking in sideways so my feet don’t hit the doorframe again. He adjusts my weight in his arms like it’s nothing and gently puts me down on my bed, another surprise. I have no words in my head, between my trauma, nightmares, lack of sleep and amount of alcohol I’d consumed my brain is not ready to take in any new information. I feel myself begin to slip into the catatonic state that is starting to become my norm. My body starts to become rigid. Noah kneels down on the floor by my bed and pulls my ankles toward him, causing me to twist and nearly fall off the bed. He frowns up at me before he starts to undo the buckles on my heels. The callouses on his fingers feel harsh against my smooth skin. I let him take my shoes off, then my bag and coat, shock and exhaustion weighing on me. “Where do you keep your pyjamas?” His voice startles me, but my body is too stiff to react, I manage to lift my eyes to his and concern flashes across his features. I point towards my wardrobe, my arm feels so heavy it just flops back down to my side. I can’t stay upright anymore, and lie back on my bed, feet still dangling over the edge. I just need to close my eyes for a second. 

Rough hands on my skin jolt me awake once again. Noah is pulling a pair of shorts up my bare legs, his eyes trailing up as he pushes them under my dress. I bolt upright, nearly head butting him, “what the fuck are you doing?” I shout, my voice cracking, the volume of my voice making my head pound. “You don’t really seem capable of getting yourself ready for bed, do you little one?” His voice was low, a tone I’ve never heard from him before, his eyes darker than usual and pinned on mine. I swallow, unsure how to respond, he always looks at me with animosity or annoyance, but I can’t figure out the emotions on his face. He cocks his head to one side, “do you want to take that dress off, or shall I do the honours?”, a ghost of a smile hovers over his mouth. When I fail to answer he pulls me upright, one hand on my waist, steadying me. When he’s satisfied I’m not going to fall over, he starts untangling the mass of straps on the back of my dress, I chose an open backed one to show off the new tattoo adorning my spine. I couldn’t think, I could barely breathe, with his hands on my bare skin, goosebumps flow down my arms and my mouth dries out. My dress is becoming looser with each movement of his large hands and I have to grab on to stop it from falling down and exposing my bare chest. With the straps undone, he spins me around, his eyes dropping to where I’m gripping the fabric. His nostrils flare and his grip on my hip tightens ever so slightly. Slowly he raises his eyes to mine, and where his hazel eyes are normally flat, they’re churning, almost black against his dilated pupils. I suck my bottom lip between my teeth, his eyes tracking the movement, and I instantly feel like an animal caught in a trap. 

Part 2 - Part 3

[bellarosethefangirl]

Thanks for Tagging me in this question game @theclairedelunemiracle it’s fun ☺️😌💗

1. are you named after anyone?

No

2. When was the last time you cried?

Last week

3. Do you have kids?

No but I would like to in the future

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

Not a lot. Sometimes I do. Depends on the conversation.

5. What’s the first thing you notice about people?

Probably their eyes?

6. What’s your eye color?

Brown

7. Scary movies or happy endings?

This is hard because I love both but I’ll have to go with happy endings despite loving Horror

8. Any special Talents

Plushie making, Jewelry making and sewing. Any of these count?

9. Where were you born?

America

10. What are your hobbies?

I enjoy writing, reading, and video games

11. Do you have any pets?

A black kitten

12. what sports do you play/have played?

Soft ball, Tennis, Soccer

13. How tall are you?

I’m 5’0.

(I’m used to all the short nicknames but my favorite was “little mama” the black queens at my previous job gave me.)

14. Favorite subject in school?

Probably Art

15. Dream Job?

For me it’s between two. Either Cartoonist or Screen Writer

Tagging: @pinkcrystal-rose @angelsdevils @cosmicqueen10 @shxftxng @sacredwarrior88 @noaltbruh

[reiners-milkbiddies]

@angelsdevils

[shelly-ya]

Incorrect quotes.

Reader gets kidnapped by bonten.

Reader: *wakes to realize being surrounded by bonten*

Bonten execs: *looks amused*

Reader: *panics and grabs closest weapon*

Reader: I got a *looks at weapon* Uh butter knife and I'm willing to use it. I need questions now.

Bonten hanma: I think you mean answers darling

Reader: yeah what the hottie said. *points The knife at hanma*

Bonten execs: *face palm*

@angelsdevils @stxrmylxve

[angelsdevils]

October 1, 2024 - Kakucho Hitto (TR)

A/N: Re-Written to fit the theme of halloweenlmao. Tokyo Revengers Warning: Obsessive behavior, supernatural elements, murder mentions, psychological horror

Tag List: @reiners-milkbiddies @thisbicc @bontensbabygirl @useless-potatho 

At first you thought you were going crazy — there was a shadow in your peripheral vision, the cold draft on a still night. No one would be that interested with you, right? Wrong. He wasn’t just stalking you — he was haunting you, a figure that followed your every step, protecting you in ways you never asked for.

But on October 1, 2024, it all became clear. You had returned to your home after a very long shift. Your boss made you work a double only one break. You were soaked to the bone from the sudden down pour. As you stepped into your house, a wave of warm air and the scent of your favorite meal hit you. It was comforting at first, but then red alarms went off in your head. You lived alone. No family. No friends. No one to cook you a meal. Lightening flashed outside of the windows, casting a twisted shadows on the floor. On the stove sat a pot of chili, still warm, and beside it was a note. 

“I know you had a hard day. I made you chili, don’t worry it’s safe to eat. Rest well, love. <3 – Yours Always. 

A chill ran down your spine, and you checked every room in the house, but there was no sign of an intruder — no sign of forced entry either. Just the presence of something dark. You felt a pair of eyes on you the entire time, but no one was there. 

What made you realize you probably needed psychological help though wasn’t because of fear. For some reason, you felt safe and comforted. You went to reach for your phone to call the police, but a message buzzed across your screen: 

Unknown: Don’t call the cops. I won’t hurt you. I’m here because I care for you. I love you. 

You: Who are you? What do you want from me? 

Your hands trembled holding your phone, falling into a chair in the kitchen. 

Unknown: Just a man in love with you, Someone who wants to protect you. I can’t reveal myself, once I do, you’ll never be free from me. 

You: Reveal yourself. 

No reply came that night, but the next day you woke up, something had shifted. You walked out of your bedroom after getting ready for work. You went to the kitchen to grab your keys but you froze. You found a bouquet of flowers on the counter, and inside the flowers was another note, and a black card. You know the card that has no limit? Yeah that was there and in it was engraved your name in gold lettering. You picked up the note and read it.

“Don’t worry about work. Your boss won’t be a problem anymore. I’ll take care of you from now on, my love.” 

Fear swirled in the pit of your stomach, and you had a strong urge to turn on the news. So you rushed to your living room, and turned it on. The news headline scream: Local Man Found Dead in an Office Fire — Foul Play Suspected. Your phone buzzed again, and you shakily opened the message.

Unknown: Don’t be sad. I don’t mean to scare you, But he confessed that he was going to hurt you. Now, he can’t. I won’t let anyone harm you.

You took in a deep breath, you didn’t know how to respond. You just stared at the message, tears falling from your eyes. You looked back at the new, quickly turning it off unable to stomach such a thing knowing he died because of you. Your fingers finally moved across the screen.

You: Why? Why would you do this to my job? To my boss? You say he was gonna hurt me but… why?

Unknown: I can’t tell you exactly what he planned to do with you, just know I have access to the black market, and I saw something I didn’t like. No one will hurt the girl that I love. No one. 

You dropped your phone, burying your face into your hands sobbing quietly. You were terrified even though deep down you felt safe around him, he still did something terrible what if one day he turns on you and severely hurt you?

You: How can you love someone you have never met before? 

Unknown: We do know each other, we have known each other for a long time, since we were kids. 

You: When…. can I meet you? I think I deserve who is doing all of these things. 

Unknown: That’s not a good idea, you will never see me the same as you do. But if you really want too, I can reveal myself. But as I said before, you will be mine completely. 

You: Can I atleast know your name?

Unknown: The rules are still the same… are you sure?

You hesitated, if he told you his name or revealed himself, that meant you would be his and only his. That terrified you, but you had to know. 

You: Yes. 

Suddenly, you felt a presence behind you, it was comforting kind of. A cold breath hit the back of your neck. Slowly, you turned around, your heart was pounding in your chest. Standing directly behind your couch was Kakucho. You were raised in the same orphanage as him. Shadows stretched out on the floor, his dual color eyes stared at you one red and one white. He had a grin on his face it was sharp. 

The house lights flickered off, all at once and a candle lit on its own. Your head snapped to the candle before going back to Kakucho. 

His shadows wrapped around your ankles and you gasped as they brought you to him. His arms wrapped around your waist, holding you tightly. He buried his face into your neck, taking a deep breath.

“You smell so good, you always did. Like caramel apples. Like… home.” He whispered against your skin.

“Kakucho?” You whispered. But he wasn’t the same person you knew, he wasn’t even human. He had horns on his head, and the shadows wrapped around you like a warm embrace. 

He stepped further into the room, with you in his arms. The candle light flickered crossed his tanned skin, his clothes was streaked with blood. You could see the outline of something monstrous beneath his human form. 

“You have always belonged to me, I was just simply making it seemed like you had a choice.” His voice was softer then the winds outside. “I have been watching you since we separated and I joined Bonten. It was the only way to protect you from a fate worse than you could imagine. From things that were worse then me.”

“You aren’t human anymore…”

“I was never human,” he said. Your breath hitched and his blood hands brushed against your cheek. His touch was freezing cold. You couldn’t help but flinch. “I killed him for you,” he said, referring to your boss. He leaned down, and pressed his lips against yours. “He was going to do terrible things to you… I couldn’t let that happen.”

“What are you, Kakucho?” 

He gave you a small smile, tilting your head up to meet his eyes. “I am not alive or dead. Just a monster, that was sent to seek havoc on this world, but after meeting you when we were kids, I couldn’t bring myself to do anything to harm you. The closer we got, we became bound together. No matter where you go, where you hide, I will find you. We are stuck together, like the red string of fate. Except this is something much darker. 

He pressed his lips against yours once more, and suddenly you felt exhausted. His cold lips lingered as you faded into a darkness and fell into his arms.

“I love you dear, you will be okay. I promise.”

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