#anime scenarios blog

[tooruswhre]

「 𝘀𝗶𝘅 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆 」 -

cold morning warmths with kenma kozume !

it was sunday. and that means, you’re at your boyfriend’s place for the weekend until monday morning.

waking up to the soft clicks of the keyboard and taps of his mouse, he murmured inaudible words to the screen.

“awh babe,” in a raspy groan, narrowing your eyes towards the unadjusted intensity the computer screen emitted, “it’s late…” you say as kenma spun to you wrapped in his covers as if you were a soon-to-be butterfly in its cocoon.

it’s no surprise that he is up late again, though. pulling all nighters are essentially nothing to him and then play video games for hours until the break of dawn was a mere everyday activity. he lifted up the earmuff of his headphones on one side to hear you better, “it’s six-thirty, sleepyhead. it's early.”

he corrected you like that was better. you took a glimpse at the digital anime girl clock on his nightstand to verify it was in fact, six thirty in the morning. squinting your sleepy eyes with a knowing frown, he leaned back in his gaming chair, gazing at the dimly lit arena of his game, that you can't quite figure out.

“did i wake you?”

you sat up against the bed, rubbing away the sleepiness from your eyes, “not really... are you coming back to bed soon?”

he shook his head autonomously, “probably not, i just got on not too long ago, why?”

“miss you,” even though he’s just a few feet away, you were craving his warmth. for whatever reason, his place was always alarming cold; the blanket was not a good warming aide, and kenma runs warm most nights.

“cold?”

“a little.”

he tugs off his headset, resting it beside the keyboard on the desk, “wanna sit in my lap while i play a few more rounds?”

he didn’t have to ask you twice once you unraveled yourself out the blanket, throwing it over your shoulders to fulfill this promise. sticking your legs through the arms of the chair, your arms hung over his shoulders while his arms around your torso.

“better?” he whispers to you enigmatically, reaching over for his controller, his hand resting on your lower back for a moment or two,

“so much better.”

☆ 𝗧𝗢𝗢𝗥𝗨𝗦𝗪𝗛𝗥𝗘 — © 2024 ! thanks for reading! hope you enjoyed. :) please don’t edit alter or translate any of my works outside of the tumblr app.

likes, reposts && recs are not required but appreciated.

[black-aurora-nora]

Give In | Platonic!Yandere!Hawks x Teen!Reader

This had to be the worst day of your life.

You didn't think anything would top being kidnapped, but here you were sunken into the couch of your 'home' weighed down by your own dejection.

Your entire body was cold.

Wet, muddied clothes clung to your body and there was an obvious trail coming from the door to the couch.

Everything was numb.

Your fingertips, your toes, your mind.

The sound of the door opening paused your inner monologue.

"Man, that rain is no joke today! I'm soaked!" Hawks' voice came from the front door, but you didn't bother looking at him.

He strolled over to you after taking his shoes off, but again you paid him no mind. You couldn't bear the sight of him.

He stilled for a moment, looking you over while a frown overtook his features, "(Y/N), my sweet little sister, did you go outside?" His voice was so soft yet unbearably sarcastic. He knew the answer.

He hummed unhappily when he received no reply, "You're gonna get sick if you sit in those wet clothes any longer. I'll go draw you a bat-"

"Yeah, I hope I get so sick that I die." You spat. But even that held no real emotion behind it. You couldn't even bring yourself to be angry at him.

You'd been angry at first.

You'd spent so long trying to figure out an escape plan, only to find the door unlocked when you didn't find a key. Then you anxiously ran out into the rain, screaming for help and looking for any other houses or even streets.

For miles, you ran.

For miles, you hoped and prayed that today was the day you'd be free again.

But as if your prayers were nothing but a joke, you found a tall wall at the end of your journey and it suddenly made sense why the door was left unlocked.

The image of Keigo laughing at you was the first thing that flashed in your mind and you felt something snap in your psyche.

You grabbed at the muddied ground, throwing clumps of mud and grass into the wall as if it were mocking you. Curses of Keigo's name left your mouth with fiery breaths and when the clumps of mud weren't enough, you hit and clawed at the walls.

It hadn't mattered that your fingers were bleeding or that a few nails were gone.

Nothing mattered anymore.

Nothing mattered except for Keigo.

"Okay, grumpy, you still have to take a bath."

You clenched your fists and took a deep breath, "Why didn't you tell me about the wall?"

Keigo stopped, turning back towards you. He had a cocky glint in his eyes, "Did you really think I was gonna let you go that easily? Or that someone wouldn’t find you and return you?”

"Why..." You trailed off, "Why did you let me think that I had a chance? I... I ran for miles... thinking I was free..."

A sound of pity left Keigo and you wished you could slap him, "(Y/N), you're a smart kid. I'm your older, smarter brother." You wanted to scoff at his ego, "Why wouldn't I or the Heroes' Commission plan ahead?"

Why wouldn't they plan ahead?

You felt so stupid.

Of course everything had been planned.

Your prior kidnapping from your home.

Your shipment to Japan.

And your 'rescue' accomplished by Hawks himself.

It was so obvious now that all of that had been an orchestrated to get you into Keigo's possession.

You were a business plan.

Something to keep Keigo occupied from losing his sanity.

"Y-... You're all sick... you're all fucking sick!" Your chest hurt and you clawed at your heart with mangled fingers.

"(Y/N), focus on your breathing for me." Keigo told you, ignoring your spiraling. When you couldn't calm down, he stalked towards you, "(Y/N), I said focus! Slow your breathing."

Violent sobs tore your throat.

Everything had been taken from you just so you could play house with some hero.

Keigo cooed softly and closed the gap between you to hold you close and slide you down to the floor, telling you to slow your breathing.

He uttered praises to you when you finally listened and slowly but surely, your breathing was dissolved into quiet sobs and sniffles.

He stroked the top of your head before grabbing one of your hands to look at your fingers. He gave a small sigh when noticed how bloodied and swollen they were. They were probably riddled with fractures and would surely bruise.

“Maybe,” he spoke, “If you’d let go…this whole thing would be easier.”

“I… I’m gonna go take a bath now…” Your voice was hoarse, grated raw from your sobs and you stood on wobbly legs to make your way to the bathroom.

Keigo only smiled reassuringly and before you closed the door, he spoke one more time, “I love you so much, (Y/N). Please don’t forget that.”

But how could you?

[kyokutsu-sama]

"Take care of me in the middle of the night"

A/n: A fluff scenario for this man because I need to read more about his soft side😭🥺

I will write more of this type for him because I believe in the supremacy of big men with soft hearts🛐❤️

Tw: Mentions of alcohol and nudity (but no nsfw)

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"Just look at you!!!" Jack left the bar, staggering and laughing, along with his friend and rival, Yami. "You're too drunk and you've lost all your money and clothes.”

"What about you? You're talking about me when you're worse than me, you beanpole!!" Yami pointed out to his friend who was equally naked and drunk.

"I'm sure Y/n will put you on the couch tonight, she won't like knowing that you arrived late and in this condition"

"What are you saying? My dear Y/n loves me and she wouldn't do that.” Yami frowned

"No? You're quite convinced!!"

"And you're jealous because you're single but well, who would fall in love with an asshole like you?" Yami laughed loudly at the other captain

"What? Know that I don't have trouble finding someone. I'm just oblivious to it."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm going to pretend I believe it," Yami tried to light a cigarette but the lighter wasn't giving off any light. "Damn, why doesn't this shit light up?!!" He grumbled, giving a sigh of frustration.

He kept the lighter, keeping the cigarette at the corner of his lips as he walked back to the black bulls' HQ, leaning on Jack.

You were sitting in the armchair where he usually sat, while you waited for him to arrive from another one of his nights out. You heard voices outside and laughter and assumed it was him.

"Damn, don't you know how to open a door properly?!" Jack said after Yami kicked the front door and entered

You got up and stood with your arms crossed, looking at your completely naked and drunk husband and his friend who was also naked, but only covered with the cloak.

"Oh, you are there, my beautiful wife!!"Yami went to you even after seeing your serious look and hugged you for a moment. You gave a long sigh seeing all that joy, he was quite drunk. “I missed you so much, baby.”He said, taking the cigarette out of his lips and distributing a ton of kisses all over your face

"Tch, look at her serious face!! I don't think these kisses are working on her, looks like you messed up, Captain Yami!"Jack laughed and you approached him, making him shut up for a moment

"Captain Jack, I thank you for bringing my husband home after a night of drinking. Now, get out!" You ordered

"It looks like I wasn't the only one who messed up..." Yami smiled at his friend and the other chuckled

"Fine, I'll be on my way. Have a good night, you drunkard!!"Jack looked at his friend and then at you, before leaving

As soon as the other captain left, you turned to face Yami and he gave you a playful smile. You can't help but smile when you see the unlit cigarette on his lips, he was probably so drunk that he didn't even care about it.

"Where have you been, Yami?" You asked, changing your expression to something softer now, taking the cigarette from his lips and put it aside

"I uhm...I've been drinking a few drinks but there were only a few, believe me!" He tried to hide it but seeing how he was stinking of alcohol, there weren't a few

“A few you, you say…”

"What about our boys? Where are they?" He asked, whispering in your ear and leaving a small trail of kisses from your neck to your shoulder

"They're sleeping, after drinking too much again." You said holding onto his forearms while pulling him away from you

"My brats are looking more and more like me" He chuckled

"Where are your clothes at?" You looked at his naked body

"I...I lost them in a gamble."He scratched the back of his head and you shook your head, smiling

"Again?"

"Yes, again."

"Come on, let's go to bed." You extended your hand to him and he gave you a mischievous smile

“And why don’t you take off your clothes too? That way, we wouldn't waste any more time, princess." He laughed smugly, trying to hug you but you slapped his chest and walked away from him."Sheesh! You're cold, babe!"He pouted and you smiled

"And you're being cheeky when I'm just trying to help you."

"Cheeky? I've never heard you complain about me being cheeky." He replied and you rolled your eyes. "Now, where is the damn bathroom again?" He said looking around, so drunk that he didn't even recognize his own HQ

"You're going to take a shit, aren't you?" You looked at him with a chuckle

"No, I just drank too much beer and now I need to take a big piss."He said

"I'll take you there, then." You held his hand and took him there

The walk from the living room to the bathroom seemed longer than usual, due to the way he stumbled with every step and also because of his dirty talk and his playful teasing to you. Nothing you weren't already used to. You just smiled at him and little did you know that it was that smile that motivated him to do even worse.

When you finally got to the bathroom, you opened the door for him and he went in so he could take the big piss he was talking about.

You were leaning against the wall waiting for the captain to come out, he opened the door and looked at you.

"You finished?" You asked

"Yeah, the biggest piss I've ever taken," He stretched, then yawned. "I really wanted to take a nap right now."

"It's been a long night already���" You caressed his arm and he nodded. "Let's get some sleep."

When you entered the bedroom, he threw himself on the bed and sighed heavily against the pillow. You approached the bed and sat down, staying next to him.

"I miss you so much.” He murmured as he lay down on his back on the mattress

"You had already said that before, you know?" You smiled

"I was talking about the bed."He said and you closed your eyes for a moment, feeling a certain embarrassment

"Yeah...the bed." You looked away

"I missed you too, don't be sad."He noticed your expression and smiled."Come here, my love."He pulled you to his chest and you hugged him

The captain placed a kiss on the top of your head while his hands caressed your back, he couldn't be more relaxed than he was at that moment.

"Thank you for taking care of me in the middle of the night. You are a wonderful wife."He whispered before closing his eyes to sleep

You looked at him, seeing him, with his eyes closed and guessed that he might already be falling asleep. This man slept like a log in a matter of seconds.

You leaned over a little and gave him a little kiss that he didn't even feel.

"I love you, idiot." You whispered

[dreamingkitsunewrites]

When the Party's Over (SMAU) Pt2

Links: (Part1) (JjkMaterialist)

Enjoy the reading! Hope someone will like it and as usual... comments, dms, reblogs and whatever you want are appreciated!

Warnings: swearing, suggestive language, Angst no comfort

Suguru Geto "I could lie and say I like it like that/ let's just let it go"

Choso Kamo "Tore my shirt to stop you bleeding, but nothing ever stops you leaving/ Call me friend but keep me closer"

Nanami Kento "I've learnt to lose you, can't afford to/ Let me let you go"

[viluve]

A Hero’s weakness.

fic by me with the help of @tickl-es :3

Lee! Saiki ; Ler! Yuuta

with some role swapping at the end

STRICTLY PLATONIC. DO NOT INTERACT IF YOU SHIP THEM.

NSFW DNI

not proofread

this is saiki speaking, and this is yuuta speaking

anything in brackets are thoughts

Saiki was at Yuuta’s house, his little neighbour that he had grown quite fond of. They were watching an episode of his favourite show featuring Cyborg Cider Man Nr 2. Yuuta always seemed to think of Saiki as his hero, he didn’t get the resemblance, but oh well, if that helps him sleep at night, so be it.

“Do you wanna go get a lemon soda?”

Saiki was practically melting into the couch, he was NOT going to get up.

“I’ll pass”

Yuuta frowned a bit, typical kid behaviour. He tugged on the side of Saiki’s shirt to try and get him up.

“Hey, let go of me”

“No, come on!! Get up!! You’re a hero, heroes aren’t lazy!!”

Yeah there was no chance he was getting up.

Suddenly, Yuuta tugged a little more than just Saiki’s shirt, getting a small handful of his side.

He shrieked, jumping to the side the same way he would if he saw a bug.

“Cyborg Cider Man Nr 2!! Are you okay??”

“Yes, i’m fine. Now let G—“

Saiki tried to say as Yuuta squeezed his side again. His sentence being interrupted with a shriek.

“…”

“Are you..”

(“Don’t”)

“There’s no way!! Heroes are supposed to be invincible!!”

(“Well that’s one dream shattered”)

Yuuta said, squeezing both his sides

“Let go!!”

Saiki said with a shriek as he tried to get Yuuta off. Since he didn’t know how to control his strength well enough though, he was only weakly trying.

At this point, saiki was basically half off and half onto the couch, his upper half on the armrest

(“So this is Cyborg Cider Man Nr 2’s weakness.. huh”)

(“Stop thinking about that!!”)

(“God how do i get myself out of this mess..”)

(“I have to try and get him off but i can’t, i can’t regulate my strength well enough”)

Saiki repositioned himself onto the sofa as to not fall off, only to be met with the tackling embrace of Yuuta, who tried pinning him down before lightly poking his fingers into the pinkette’s stomach

(“Ack— not there! That’s far too close to my—“)

“GAAH—!”

Saiki screamed as Yuuta drilled his fingers into his hips, he squirmed as suddenly he felt his power limiter come loose. It fell. It didn’t break luckily but with Yuuta on top of himself, one wrong move could cause serious damage.

“Take this! I call this my ultimate tickle attack!”

“No-NO Wait!! WAIT“

Suddenly, Yuuta began scribbling his fingers all over saiki’s hip bones

Saiki bit his lip, throwing his head back to concentrate on sitting as still as possible. Small giggles were escaping his lips.

“Woah.. are all heroes this ticklish?? Is this why you can’t defeat Baron Cola??”

Yuuta said, stopping for a second as he spoke. Saiki rushed to grab his limiter, putting it back in and panting.

Suddenly, another tickle attack came upon him, albeit this time a bit lighter than before.

He tried to warn Yuuta to get him to stop for good, yet he couldn’t talk without giggling his words out, making his warning sound like all bark no bite.

“Yuuhuta!! Ihi wouldn’t contihinue if i wehere you!!”

“It’s not like a weak hero like you can do anything!!”

Yuuta teased. Making Saiki try to get him off, after a good few tries and more giggles, He successfully lifted Yuuta in the air with just enough force.

“Aaah!! Put me down!!”

He squealed as saiki took the chance to have a little break and pant

“Oh you are not getting away with that”

(“Uh oh”)

(“Well said, Yuuta.”)

After his little break, he lightly dug his fingers into the younger one’s ribs, earning some squeaky giggles

“Look at you, little squeaker”

“Nohot fahair!!”

Yuuta giggled, tapping on Saiki’s arm as a sign of giving up

“I’ll let you off with a small warning this one time. But if you want to try anything like that, you better watch your back.”

“Or better said, your ribs.”

Saiki said, giving his ribs one more light tickle before putting him down on the sofa

He panted, leaning into Saiki’s chest, Saiki lightly scratched Yuuta’s head as he fell asleep, leaning onto Saiki a bit more.

Maybe this wasn’t all too bad after all.

[eroticdarling]

Hear me out. This man fucking you in the missionary position with this smile on his face, looking down at you while you take his cock and get showered with praise

"Look at yourself taking me like the perfect girl you are." He would praise you after putting you in doggy style while making you face the full-body mirror with the same plastered on his face.

He can't get enough of how pretty you look as his eyes are focused on you and how you're makeup is running from the tears in your eyes indicating that he's doing the job right.

[angelsbless]

I had another idea too, could you do a one shot of one piece where the reader is someone who has very white skin and who has very cold body parts and Ace talks to her about it but the reader doesn't feel sometimes realizes that she is also cold so ace warms her with his power (I have this problem and sometimes my family jumps when they touch me 😭💀)

Aww i hope you're doing fine, always go for warm clothes and check your vitamins 🤍. ( I have this problem as well so i know it can be hard sometimes). And sure here you go beautiful 🫶🏻. ( I hope you like it)

Let me warm you

Portgas D. Ace x reader (one shot)

Ever since you were a kid, u had cold hands and body, you never felt it was that big of a deal until someone tries to touch you and freezes right away, then start wondering how you can live while being as cold as ice like this. You actually got used to it so you never paid that much attention to it and to never get bothered again, you made sure that you don't let anyone touch you, so they don't annoy you by asking too much. Not until Ace touched you and realized how cold you were. Poor boy was so worried because he thought you were sick or something. " Y/n are you sick? Are you feeling alright? How can you possibly be this cold ? God why didn't you tell me? ". It didn't bother you like it would usually, he didn't complain or nag about it, HE WAS WORRIED, no one was ever this worried about you, everyone thought that it's fine and it's not something that big, but still you suffered a lot from it especially in winters, your hands and foots almost freeze and it was so hard to use them, yet very painful, also you tend to get frostbites so often, sometimes you cried because it hurts you so much, yet you still managed to always pretend to be alright, and no one ever tried to look after you or anything, so you thought it was natural. But seeing Ace worried about you like this, you couldn't just hold your tears, not from sadness yet happy tears and you smiled at him. " I'm just an ice queen as they say" you giggled, he panicked when he saw your tears and he started to wipe them, " don't cry princess, you have your fire Lord right next to you, let me make you warm, just like you do to my heart" he said softly as he hugged you close and start playing with your hair gently. You layer your head on his chest, you could hear his heart beating and feel his warmth, something you probably never got to feel. " If you offer me warmth so easily i can never get enough of it" you said. He smiled " As if i could get tired of hugging you, i know it must've been hard, but now you have me whenever you need warmth you'll always find me there".

[mindlessflare]

The Box

You find yourself walking around the edge of the forest, hopping over large rocks. Your footing loses traction, and you slip onto the ground. You land hard on your butt, but now that you’re down there, you notice something shimmering in the dirt. You spend the next few minutes digging to get a better look at whatever shiny object is in the ground. After dealing with getting dirt under your nails and dust on your pants, you find a golden box. Perfectly symmetrical and cubic in design. It looks like real gold, but you can’t tell for sure. After dusting off more of the dirt you find some engravings embedded in the box itself, and you brush away any debris from it. 

“Nunc servus meus es; mens, corpus et anima.”

After reading aloud that inscription, you feel your body begin to turn to mist. You see the box drop through your hand onto the ground and your body dissolves and gets drawn into the box. You become trapped within, but you open your eyes inside of a void. You see nothing around you, except a black emptiness. You turn around, only to be met by another person: a woman with a dress as black as the voice, skin as white as snow, and eyes as blue as the sea. She smiles widely, as she taps your nose, and you find yourself bound and restricted in your movements. She drags a nail down your body, and your clothes are reduced to dust. With a single stroke, this goddess of a woman has turned your clothes to dust and bared your body for her eyes and her eyes alone. You tried to speak, but she gags you with more darkness. You can't move, you can’t speak; you can only listen as she asks you one question:

“Are you ticklish?”

[black-aurora-nora]

New Baby Pt. 3 | Platonic!Yandere!Todoroki Family x Reader

Every morning you were given your medication by Rei with the supervision of Enji. Then you'd get dressed for the day and head to the living area, where everyone would usually be waiting for you.

And despite the fact that you had grown used to the routine, the Todoroki's could still tell that you were holding onto the belief that your parents would one day come back.

How sad, they all thought.

Little did you know that they had been threatened to hell and back by Enji to ensure that your parents would never attempt to try and gain custody of you again.

They were in far too much debt and had no power against the #2 Pro-Hero of Japan.

Enji and Rei had been hoping you'd be easier to manipulate but you were so stupidly hopeful of the future like any other child and while they loved that about you, it wasn't helpful in their situation.

You were currently watching the Natsuo and Shoto play a card game against each other. When they finished a few rounds, they looked to you with encouraging smiles.

"(Y/N), you want to play?" Natsuo asked, raising his eyebrows.

A shrug left your shoulders, "Not really..."

Enji and Rei sat nearby on a couch. Rei looked at her husband, conflicted on whether she should say something to you. She didn’t want to scare you like she had previously.

Softly, she spoke, “(Y/N), why don’t you try playing one game? If you don’t like it, then we can find something else to do.”

Your lips pursed in distaste but you scooted closer to the brothers and allowed Natsuo to deal you your hand.

You quickly finished a round and gave the cards to Natsuo, unimpressed. “I’m going to my room.” You announced only for Enji to block the doorway.

“You need to stay out here, (Y/N). Tucking yourself away in your room isn’t healthy.”

With pursed lips, you timidly sat back down to watch the boys.

Shoto spoke up, noticing your souring mood, "Do you want to play a different game instead? It doesn't have to be a card game, it can be whatever you want."

You weren't in the mood to play anything but it appeared that you had no other choice and you didn't want to sit around doing nothing.

"Ok... that's fine." You chose a game to play and after a few rounds you spoke again, "When does Fuyumi get home?"

It had grown apparent to everyone in the house that Fuyumi was your favorite person in the house. In the past two weeks that you'd been here, you'd been at her side as much as possible.

If Fuyumi was in the kitchen cooking, you were there to help her. If you were watching TV, you would ask her to come watch with you.

It got to the point that Enji forced her to take extra hours at work so that they could get a chance to bond with you.

Having a relationship with your siblings was important, but not as important as having a relationship with you mommy and daddy.

Enji answered when no one else would, "She'll get here when she gets here."

Frowning, you slumped your shoulders slightly. You knew that meant that she wouldn't be back until dinner which was a few hours from now.

Natsuo stood up, patting your head sympathetically. He was jealous for sure. How had you bonded with Fuyumi so easily?

Hell, Enji had to force you to play with him and his brother.

You moved away from his touch and he bit back the anger that burned inside of him. What could he do to get on your good side?

Before he could ask if you wanted to do anything else, you walked over to Enji and Rei, eyes shifting around nervously.

"What is it, sweetheart?" Rei said, smiling sweetly.

"Um..." You trailed off. Any questions about your parents were off limits, but it'd been two weeks now and you still hadn't heard anything.

“I want to know how my parents are doing?”

The room stilled at the question.

Enji looked to the boys and they both left without another word, only glancing at you with something akin to pity.

“Did I not tell you those questions are forbidden, (Y/N)?”

You shriveled into yourself, “I just want to know if they’re ok.” And when can they come take me from this place.

Enji closed his eyes with a deep sigh, “(Y/N), you’re a smart girl. Isn’t it obvious what’s going on here?” He asked you condescendingly. "I thought you would've understood by now since you'd stopped asking."

You blinked, wondering what he meant by that.

Rei smiled sadly, “Oh, (Y/N), you’re parents don’t want you anymore.” She didn't sound sad despite the look on her face. You didn't miss the misplaced happiness in her tone.

She rose from her seat to give you a hug, “I’m so sorr-!” She jolted back when you shoved her with all your might.

Tears stung your eyes and you eyed the two strangers in front of you darkly, “My parents would never leave me! Don’t say stuff like that!”

Enji huffed, rising to tower over you.

You trembled but held firm, looking him in the eyes. Resolute in your declaration that your parents hadn’t left you.

But Enji had planned for this.

“How about we call them?” He said, pulling out his phone, “So they can tell you themselves.”

You swallowed your anxiety down, “Ok.”

He typed some numbers on his phone and held it to his ear, “ Hello? (Y/N) wishes to speak with you two.”

Enji passed the phone over and you gladly took it, smiling wide when you brought it to your ear.

“Mama? Daddy?” You called, beaming when you heard them respond, “I miss you guys a lot! This family is taking really good care of me…” you trailed off before starting again. “But I really want to come back home… But Mr. Todoroki said you didn’t want me… that’s not true though, right? When are you guys gonna come get m-“

“Look, (Y/N)… you’re too heavy of a burden. We can’t afford the medical bills.” Came your father’s voice.

“Huh?”

“We don’t want you anymore… don’t call us anymore. We’re trying to move on with our lives.” Your mom added.

“Please don’t say that!” You wept, “I miss you-“ You felt your heart tear when the phone call ended.

A thick silence filled the room. Only your quivering breaths emitted through the air.

You could feel yourself breathing but your chest felt too tight, there was no way this was happening.

There was no way your parents could just abandon you like that. How could they?

The day before you were taken to the Todoroki house, you were supposed to go the movies and have popcorn with lots of butter and a big soda.

And now, here you were, under the guardianship of two strangers that want to be your new parents without asking if you were okay with that.

“It’s unfortunate, but I promise everything will be ok, Y/N).” Enji’s voice barely reached your ears, “so long as you see us as your mom and dad.”

But they weren’t. You couldn’t forget that major detail.

The “I know it’s painful, baby,” Rei cooed beside you. Her arms leeched around you, entrapping you in her embrace. “Mama will make it all better.”

No, she wouldn’t.

Rei of all people wouldn’t be able to make this better.

“Breathe, (Y/N), you’ll make yourself pass out.” Enji warned, but you couldn’t.

You didn’t want to breathe.

What was the point?

You were stuck with this weird family that treated you like you were five.

Your parents sold you off because you were a burden.

What was the point?

Just as Enji had said, your knees crumpled beneath you but instead of falling to the ground, you stayed held up in Rei’s arms and she slowly lowered you both to the ground.

A smile bloomed upon her face when your breathing evened out, head rested in her lap with a tear-stained face.

You’d be sad for a little while, but that didn’t matter.

Your new parents would help you out.

You’re the baby after all.

[wisteria-whump]

gimme a whumpee who was wearing a hoodie/other article of clothing of caretaker's when they were captured and when the hoodie finally loses caretaker's scent it destroys whumpee more than anything whumper does to them 🫶

[kyokutsu-sama]

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My Swordsmith

A/n- I've been obsessed with this man lately and I needed to dedicate something to him. I wrote an enemies to lovers because this man gives me so many vibes of that🤭

I'm sorry if this seems too short, I have other scenarios for him that I'll bring soon.

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It had only been a few months since you had become an hashira. Your techniques had evolved a lot and the missions no longer seemed as hard as before. Your life seemed stable, but there was someone that had always bothered you since the time you joined the demon slayer corps.

Haganezuka Hotaru, your swordsmith. He was unbearable and you always argued a lot with each other.

It was normal for a sword to break during a mission in which you had to annihilate demons, but he always went completely crazy when he heard the words "Broken Sword". That words made him very mad.

The last time you came back from a mission, he was pretty pissed at you when you arrived with only the hilt of the sword and a piece of the blade.

"But is it possible that you don't know how to do the things right, you idiot? I made the sword for you three days ago and today it is already broken. You're useless!!" Haganezuka said with anger at the broken sword in your hand

"What about you, you half-baked swordsmith?! You're an incompetent who made the sword with a defect! You're the one who's negligent, you idiot son of a bitch!" You replied with the same anger, which was like putting out a fire with gasoline

"Come on, don't argue, you two." Kanamori tried to calm the situation but it didn't work out since you were determined to argue more and more

"I told you to be careful. And now look here, look here! What's left of here? Come on, tell me?" Haganezuka picked up the broken sword from your hand and placed it in front of you but you just crossed your arms and looked away. "Hard work for nothing."

"Oh, shut up. You know perfectly well that it was your mistake." You said and he He widened his eyes at you, feeling even more angry. "See if you do your job properly or I'll go to another swordsmith so I never have to look at you again."

"DON'T YOU DARE VISIT ANOTHER SWORDSMITH, YOU HEAR ME?" Haganezuka yelled at you

"OR WHAT? WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO?"You yelled back

Kanamori put his hands on his masked face, in despair as he watched you two argue. This all seemed to be going too far.

"Listen here, you insolent girl. I'm going to tell you something," The swordsmith put a finger near your face, preparing for the next words. "If you talk to another swordsmith here in the village, I'll beat your ass up, got it?"

"Go head then. I want to see you try, you piece of shit." You said with a teasing chuckle before leaving his shop

Kanamori looked at his friend and he was seething. He knew that Haganezuka had feelings for you, but he was quicker to show hatred than love, and that was what made people run away from him many times.

A few weeks had passed since that ugly arguing between you two. The swordsmith was calmer and more committed to his work. He was an exceptional swordsmith but he preferred to make mistakes on purpose just so he could see you again. He wasn't good with feelings but he definitely had a good strategy.

You had arrived at the swordsmith village before going on a mission to get your new sword and the first person you crossed paths with was Kanamori. He went to you as soon as he saw you to talk to you.

"Y/n, you're back! Did you come to get your sword?" He asked and you nodded

"Has Haganezuka prepared it yet?"

"Yes, he must already be putting the finishing touches on it, if you want to stop by. But see if you don't end up arguing like last time."

"Nah, I'm just going there to grab my sword and leave. I don't care what he keeps saying to me."

"It's just his way to be. Stubborn and short-tempered, but he actually had a good idea in making the sword defective." The swordsmith said, realizing later that he had let the cat out of the bag

"Wait...what did you just say? Does he do it on purpose?" You frowned, questioningly about what the other was implying

"Well, uh... What I meant was... I didn't mean it...It's just" The man tried to create a story but didn't know how to cover up the truth at that moment

"Kanamori, what are you hiding from me?" You crossed your arms, taking a step towards him and he flinched a little, embarrassed."Why would he do something like that?"You asked

"Okay, Y/n, wait a minute. I'll tell you the truth" the man said with a long sigh. "I know Haganezuka likes you, not the way friends like but lovers like. He told me that from the first day he handed you your first sword. The reason he makes your defective sword is because he wants you to come here again so he can see you, but lately he's gotten scared since you threatened to change swordsmiths." The man had confessed everything to you and you felt embarrassed at that moment.

You would never guess that all that fuss he usually made was to hide his feelings for you. All this time he was hiding something more valuable and you hadn't even realized it.

"Please don't confront him with this or he'll know it was me, okay?" Kanamori begged you and you just nodded

"Don't worry, I'll take care of him without having to put you through this. Trust me." You winked at him

"Thank you, Mrs. Y/n." He thanked you before saying goodbye and you made your way to the sweetest who must have been waiting for you

When you entered the shop, your heart skipped a beat when you faced Haganezuka's broad, bare back turned towards you.

"But since when did he have all that build?" You thought in shock at that revelation.

But what shocked you the most was the fact that you saw the strands of his hair that extended along his shoulders and the middle of his back. You looked carefully and realized that he wasn't covering his face with the mask. Which went a little against the village's rules since the blacksmiths were the only ones who created blades capable of killing demons, so they had to protect their identities. You felt very hot in there because of the fire used to forge the blades and you thought that was why he was without his upper clothes and without a mask. You couldn't help but be a little curious to know what the face of the man who had feelings for you looked like.

"Did he take off his mask on purpose so I could see his face?" You thought again

"Is my sword finished yet?" You asked after a moment and he just stopped what he was doing, still keeping his back to you

The man took out a brand new sword and you knew in that instant that it was the one.

You shivered a little when you saw him slowly turn around, as you had never seen his face before. When he turned around completely, you could have sworn your knees were going to give out at that moment, he was as hot as the fire that was lit there.

You looked him up and down as he approached you in short, slow steps.

He was very handsome man even with some dirt and strands of hair stuck to his forehead due to sweat. His muscles look very prominent as do the veins in his hands and forearms.

He stopped right in front of you and extended his hand with the sword, you looked from his eyes to the sword and back to his eyes that didn't leave yours.

"Is that my sword?" You asked and he nodded. "Let me see it-" You were going to reach for the sword when he pulled it away from you.

You then tried to grab it but he raised his arm preventing you from reaching it, since he was much bigger. "Are you going to start with your bullshit?" You said already feeling a little upset with his action

"My bullshit? I'm just saying goodbye to this work of art before handing it over to your negligent hands." The swordsmith said before bringing the hilt of the sword to his lips and giving it a "goodbye kiss."

You grimaced at the that and soon after he lowered his arm slightly and handed it to you, grabbing your hand that was now also holding the sword and pulling you towards him so that you were almost glued to him. This man's presence was intimidating. You looked up and he bent down slightly to speak to you.

"If you get here again with a broken sword, I'll kill you later without thinking twice." He threatened and you gave a teasing smile.

"But I'm the one with the sword right now, so you should be careful." You said, bringing your face closer to his, with a teasing smile that made him more upset

Well, if really he had feelings for you then you knew he wasn't serious but was just teasing you.

"I'm leaving now, let go of my hand, Haganezuka." You said, trying to pull your hand away but he didn't let go and you looked at him. "Let me go."

The swordsmith pulled you towards his lips and kissed you with passion, taking you by surprise. They were very soft lips for a rough man like him. A perfect contrast.

When you were both out of breath, you pulled away and stared at each other for a moment.

"Well, it seems like today I've had enough surprises," You said with a giggle. "First, I see your face after so long hidden and now I find out that you're in love with me. You really are a box of surprises."

"Come back to me. Kill those creatures and come back alive." He whispered against your lips, panting and flushed. "But bring that sword intact, you hear me?"

"Yeah, I got it." You nodded. "But when I get back, I also want you to start showing me more love than you do your swords. I'm a little jealous, you know?" You teased, pulling your hand away from his

"Hey idiot!" Haganezuka shouted from the back and you stopped by the door and turned to face him. "I didn't forge the sword with a defect this time. I want you to win."

"I will," You winked at him seeing how much more handsome he looked when he showed his feelings. "But if it breaks, I'll go to the swordsmith next door!"

"Don't you even think about it." He said with a knife in his hand pointed at you

"Don't worry, I'll come back to you. My lovely Haganezuka."You said and he felt his rough heart melt for the first time

He looked at you until you left the forje and sighed. He could be quite explosive and stubborn but he knew he had finally found someone who noticed him and would stay by his side even though he was like that.

[dreamingkitsunewrites]

Your Friend's Phone (SMAU) PT 1

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey there! This is my first published work!🎉 (i know it's shitty and cringy😅). I know it's far from perfect... I hope to get better in time. English is not my first language, but I try my best😅. Any comment and\or suggestions are welcome, so feel free to leave feedbacks (I would be grateful for that🙏). Once again, thank you for your time! 🙏

⚠️(this work contains slightly suggestive language: swearing words)

SUMMARY: your best friend (y/f/n) has left her bag and/or her phone behind and the JJK men take hold of them...they end up texting you! (Let the flirting begin😏)

Jjk Materialist

💎Satoru Gojo💎

👔Nanami Kento👔

🖤Choso Kamo🖤

[sweetdreamz2]

Inescapable Devotion

Synopsis: As the beloved princess of a vast kingdom, you've spent your life surrounded by royal duties and sheltered by castle walls. But when your father, the King, announces your impending marriage to your most trusted knight, you find yourself ensnared in a far more sinister fate.

Pairing: yandere m! knight x f! princess reader

Word count: 1.3k

Warnings: non-consensual touch, man is obsessed with reader, emotional manipulation, threats, themes of imprisonment/trapped feeling.

A/N: this is my first little fic so please bare with me! ^^

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You are a princess, surrounded by all the fineries and protections royalty affords. Yet, despite the layers of silk, the fortress walls, and the constant hum of courtly gossip, you feel an unsettling gaze on you, more suffocating than the crown resting on your brow.

Sir Elias, the kingdom’s most trusted knight, always stands just a little too close. With dark, tousled hair that falls messily around his sharp features, and storm-grey eyes that seem to pierce through every layer of your soul, he is as striking as he is dangerous. His square jaw is set with unwavering determination, and a thin scar traces from his brow to his cheek—a mark of his loyalty, a reminder of the battles he has fought in your name. His silver armor gleams in the firelight, accentuating the lean strength of his frame, casting long shadows across the throne room.

At first, his loyalty was endearing—he’d always be at your side, never too far, ever watchful. But soon, his devotion began to feel like chains, invisible yet unbreakable.

That evening, as you wander the palace garden in search of some fleeting moment of peace, Elias finds you once again. “You should not wander these halls alone, Your Highness,” his deep voice cuts through the still air, soft yet unnerving.

His presence looms behind you, his closeness suffocating despite the cool breeze.

“I’m safe within the palace walls, Sir Elias,” you reply, attempting to mask the tremor in your voice.

His hand brushes yours lightly, a feather’s touch of warning, and the subtle force behind it tells you how much strength he’s holding back. But tonight, there’s something different in his eyes—something even darker than his usual obsession. Something final. The reason for it soon becomes clear.

Your father, the King, summons you to the great hall later that night. Elias is already there, standing beside him—his ever-watchful presence feels more oppressive than usual, his stormy gaze fixed on you with unnerving intensity.

You approach the throne, trying to keep your composure, but a sense of foreboding weighs heavily on your heart.

The King clears his throat, his voice filling the grand hall. “My dear Y/N,” he begins, his tone measured, “Sir Elias has served this kingdom faithfully for years. His loyalty to you, and to the realm, is unmatched. In light of that, I have come to a decision about your future—one that will ensure both your protection and the strength of our kingdom.”

A heavy silence falls over the room, and you feel Elias’s eyes burning into you. Your breath catches in your throat as your father continues.

“I have decided that the most fitting match is Sir Elias,” the King says, his gaze settling on you.

The words hit you like a blow, your mind reeling. Your heart pounds in your chest as panic swells within you. Marriage? To Elias? The thought fills you with dread, but a glance toward him reveals his expression—calm, collected, yet brimming with a dark satisfaction.

“This cannot be,” you manage to stammer, your voice barely above a whisper. “Father, surely there must be another—”

“There is no other,” he interrupts with a firm tone. “Elias has protected you for years. His devotion is beyond question. I can think of no one better suited to be your husband.”

Your heart races, a deep, sinking fear clawing at your chest. You turn to Elias, who hasn’t taken his eyes off you for a second. The intensity of his gaze is suffocating, like a predator who knows the hunt is finally over. His lips curl into a faint smile—one that chills you to your core.

“His Majesty is wise,” Elias says softly, his voice a low murmur, filled with reverence and something far darker.

 “It is an honor to serve you, Your Highness. And soon, I will serve you as your husband.” He takes a step forward, his silver armor clinking softly with each deliberate movement. “I’ve waited a long time for this.”

His words twist something inside you, a sickening realization that this is no mere duty for him. His eyes gleam with dark intent, barely masked beneath the veneer of loyalty.

You step back instinctively, trying to find the words to protest, but Elias speaks again, his voice dropping lower, just for you.

 “You belong to me, Y/N. You’ve always belonged to me. And now… nothing can take you away.”

A chill runs down your spine as you realize the full weight of his obsession. This isn’t love—it’s possession. Elias’s idea of love is something all-consuming, something that doesn’t allow for escape.

“Father, please,” you beg, turning to the King, your voice trembling. “I don’t want this. This is not my choice."

Your father sighs, his brow furrowing. “This is not about your personal wishes, daughter. It is about securing your safety and the kingdom’s future.”

Elias’s hand moves swiftly to take yours, his fingers cold against your skin. His grip is deceptively gentle, but there is an underlying force—a reminder of the power he holds. His thumb brushes over your knuckles, almost possessively.

 “You may not understand now, but in time, you will come to appreciate this. You will see that I am the only one who can truly protect you. Who truly deserves you.”

His words are a dark promise, one that makes your heart hammer in your chest. You try to pull your hand away, but his grip tightens, just enough to send a message: there is no escape.

The King watches the exchange with a nod, as if satisfied that his decision has been made. “In time, you will come to accept this, my daughter. It is for the best.”

The air in the room grows thick as Elias steps even closer, his presence suffocating. His voice lowers, only for you to hear as he whispers against your ear.

“You don’t have to love me now, but you will. You’ll learn to. Because I will make sure there’s no room for anything else.”

Your blood runs cold as his words sink in. His obsession is no longer just a haunting gaze or a protective hand—it is a prison, one that will tighten around you with each passing day.

“I will make sure there’s no room for anyone else,” Elias continues, his voice a quiet, possessive whisper.

His eyes darken as his grip on your hand tightens ever so slightly, a reminder of the power he holds over you now. “No one will come between us. Not your father, not anyone in this kingdom. You are mine.”

The weight of his words crushes you, and a deep, sinking dread settles in the pit of your stomach. It’s not just your future that’s been sealed with this arrangement—it’s your very freedom. The King, blind to Elias’s true nature, believes he has secured your safety, but in truth, he has handed you over to the man who would stop at nothing to possess you entirely.

Your father rises from his throne, satisfied with the decision. “The wedding preparations will begin immediately. This is a union that will strengthen our kingdom," he declares, his voice final. 

Elias’s grip on your hand loosens just enough to guide you forward, and though you want to scream, to beg, there is no room for protest now. Your father’s decision is final, and Elias’s dark obsession is now bound to you by law, by duty, by marriage.

As Elias leans in closer, his lips brushing against your cheek, his voice is low and filled with a dark promise.

“I will always protect you, my princess. But more than that… I will make sure you never forget that you are mine. No one else will ever touch you. No one else will ever love you the way I do. And I will ensure that you never leave my side.”

The future stretches before you, a long, endless shadow under Elias’s gaze. His love, his obsession, will be the chains that bind you—unseen, but unbreakable.

And deep down, as his fingers brush your skin, you know one thing for certain: Elias will never let you go.

[jinisnuggets]

мαѕтєяℓιѕт ℓιηкѕ!

ᴊᴜᴊᴜᴛꜱᴜ ᴋᴀɪꜱᴇɴ

ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ʙᴜᴛʟᴇʀ

ᴛᴏᴋʏᴏ ʀᴇᴠᴇɴɢᴇʀꜱ

ʜᴀɪᴋʏᴜᴜ

ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ ꜱʟᴀʏᴇʀ (Currently Inactive)

[angelsbless]

💌﹒→﹒ 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ﹒ ﹒ ♪

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐥𝐞

﹒→﹒ rayne ames x reader hcs

﹒→﹒ rayne ames appreciation post

﹒→﹒ rayne ames character and trauma

﹒→﹒ mash burndead x reader hcs

﹒→﹒ mash burndead x reader one shot ( first kiss)

﹒→﹒ lance crown x reader hcs

﹒→﹒ lance crown x reader (having a crush on him)

﹒→﹒ orter madl x reader hcs (part I)

﹒→﹒ abel walker x reader hcs

﹒→﹒ abyss razor x reader hcs

﹒→﹒ innocent zero x reader one shot (how you met)

﹒→﹒ how would mashle characters react if they heard you talking about them romantically (rayne ames)

﹒→﹒ how would mashle characters react if they heard you talking about them romantically (dot barett)

𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞

﹒→﹒ trafalgar.D law x reader hcs

﹒→﹒ portgas.D ace x reader one shot (let me warm you)

𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐞!

﹒→﹒ nanase haruka x reader hcs

[rashidax2]

Random Akatsuki Headcanons! (Once again, I was bored)

I feel like im forgetting some :(

★ Konan never runs out of toilet paper

★ Itachi, Zetsu, and Kakuzu read the ingredients before they drink/eat things

★ Hidan randomly screams "WHAT'S UP, BITCHES?!" whenever he walks into his room even if no one is in there.

★ Tobi sucks on his thumb while he's asleep

★ Pain bites his lips whenever he stubs his toe

★ Sasori once dreamed about sleeping on a tropical island in a bikini

★ Deidara prefers luke–warm showers

★ If Kakuzu existed in modern times, he would definitely own a gun collection.

★ Konan, Deidara, and Sasori would work at a club together to make fun of random people at the Bar

★ Itachi can make his thumb disappear

★ Pain punches walls when he's angry

★ Hidan secretly has a soft–side for babies.

★ Tobi likes his milk warm. The only time he likes cold milk is in the afternoon.

★ Pain is secretly very clumsy

★ Deidara accidentally sticks pencils up his nose whenever he zones out

★ Zetsu talks to his plant friends <3