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writingstoraes · 2 years ago

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hard liquor, hard launch 🥃

pairing: charles leclerc/fem!reader

type: instagram imagine/social media au

notes: not proofread and not revised so please expect errors hehehe please lmk what u think by replying or messaging and if u wanna be part of my taglist! <3

about: charles goes out drinking with friends and he "accidentally" reveals you, when you were supposed to be lowkey

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc I miss my baby so muxh plsaee come pick me up i should not have drsnk tonight yourusername pick me uppp now plsease!

arthurleclerc I guess we're done with the soft-launches now?

pascale_leclerc Why are you joking at a time like this go help your brother!

charlitoferrari IS CHARLES DRUNK AND DOING A GIRLFRIEND REVEAL????

cl16f1 girllll i knowwww all this time mans has been hiding his girl from us 😭

pierregasly I know I should be a good friend and take away his phone but he's giggling while typing it is a sight to see

landonorris Help him??? Give him another shot!!!

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc YES OKAY! I hav a girlffiend. Weve been togehrer for about a year now so the whiskey whispered to me tonigjt to introduce her to you guys ❤️❤️❤️ Je taime babyyyy yourusername

yourusername charles i am on my way give someone else your phone amour :)

lilymhe Props to you for acting so cool when we all know you're sprinting towards the door while on a call with us

yourusername idk maybe tell your boyfriend to confiscate my boyfriend's phone!!!!!

sainzmyhero AWWW SHE SAID MY BOYFRIEND

danielricciardo Dont know what's about to go down the paddock in the next few days but I'm sure the PR team of Ferrari is going to have a field day 🤣

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc My red girl ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ PS. Shes mine and if anyone tries anyjthing funny, I will race you 🏎

ferrarilover this is so amusing bye

charleschampion Who knew drunk Charles was very affectionate

carlossainz55 Oh he is

isahernaez And how do you know that???

pierregasly You do not wanna know, Isa

yourusername

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yourusername package secured, charles is at home and asleep after all the ruckus he caused tonight 🤦‍♀️ anyway now that the jig is up, i guess no more being lowkey for us then hahaha let's all wait for him to wake up tomorrow with a headache and vow to never drink again 🫶 for what it's worth, i love you too, charles_leclerc! forever & always 🤍

also thanks to pierre for taking this picture, charles has lost his balance halfway home! he was so heavyyyy lol

carlossainz55 I am really going to miss the "Take a picture of me but don't show my face!" era 😔

landonorris I have so many videos of Charles you can use to blackmail him, Y/N

yourusername such a tempting offer

landonorris Im serious I have it from all angles

ilpredestinato How does it feel to have Charles as a boyfriend

yourusername very eventful :')

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tagging: @slytherheign pls watch f1 this is ur sign

notes: how do you guys like it so far? lmk what u think! tysm for reading ♡

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eliluvschan · 1 year ago

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Cutexting :)

pairing: bang chan x reader

word count: 621

warnings: lots of fluff (i feel single😭)

genre: fluff

a/n: my first one shot. hope y’all like it and please comment your thoughts. thanks🩵

i walked through the door of the bakery and put on my apron. i’m way too familiar with all the surroundings and people, because i’ve been working here for over three months now. i pulled my hair up into a messy pony tail and sat behind the counter, waiting for the little kids and their sweet mothers to start coming.

by the way, i don’t get why i have to wear an apron since i’m the cashier. part of the bakery attire maybe? the job is fine but this apron is seriously hideous. there was a jingle and i looked up, smiling at the customer.

“hello dear, i would like two chocolate doughnuts, with sprinkles, if you don’t mind.” she smiled warmly.

“sure! coming right up!” i smiled back at her. she took her son’s hand and sat down at a table. “hey, Hye!” i called my co-worker. “heard! just a sec.” she called back.

she came out the back door and served the doughnuts to the son and his mother. my phone went off. from who? Chan.

Bang Christopher Chan, from Stray Kids is my boyfriend of three years. he’s the sweetest person alive. literally. he cooks on weekends, every Friday is a date night, and if he’s happy, he’ll take me out to dinner anyway. every Saturday is movie night, or more like cuddle night.

baby :)

i smiled and shook my head. returned to work, as i greeted the customers, smiled at the kids and received the money, calling Hye-jin over my shoulder, with my phone buzzing every five minutes.

i miss youu

come backkk

i love you baby girl

all that i want is you, even if i’m a fool, i know that you want me too ;)

come back right now or no kissie

kidding

i’ll give you all the kisses you want

honey bun?

baby, baby, baby, ooohhh

baby girl?

i loveeee yoouuuu

i swear i’ll shower you with kisses if you come back right now

hehehe, i’ll do that anyway :)

since he’s on break, he does that ALL day. it’s so cute, it makes me smile every time. it’s kind of annoying because i have to check my phone every five minutes, and what if one time i think it’s just him messing around but it’s actually someone else? like my mother, sister, or someone else? you never know.

but it’s cute. really cute, and he calls it ‘cutexting’ cute-texting.

—❀—

i drove back home after work, nearly at six, and saw him laying on the couch, with his feet on the arm-rest. he looked up and his face lit up with that perfect smile of his, showing his adorable dimples. he jumped up as i ran over to him, he scooped me into his arms and lifted me into the air, spinning me around and laughing.

i giggled and put my forehead against his and smiled softly at him.

i stopped and threw my head back and he nuzzled his face into my neck. “i love you.” he mumbled.

“i love you too Channie.” i kissed his cheek.

“did you even read my texts?” he asked, putting me down.

“i did.” i said chuckling.

“and…?”

“and what? i don’t know what to say when you do that. it’s just so cute when you text all those sweet things.” i told him, tracing his jawline with my index finger. “and besides, where are my kisses?” i asked, raising an eyebrow.

he smiled cheekily. “right here.” he said leaning in and brushing his plump lips over mine. i smiled as i kissed back and he pushed me onto the couch.

“i love you.” he mumbled.

“i love you too.”

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chaificss · 6 months ago

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𝒾'𝓂 𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 ; timeskip!tooru oikawa 🔞

✒ your long-term boyfriend, oikawa tooru, has been away for a few months thanks to his career. he surprises you one morning by waking up to his lovely kisses... and more.

✒ warning! minors, please do not interact. this one shot contains themes that are not suitable for younger audiences. read at your own risk.

✒ fluff and smut, established relationship, afab!reader. 568 words.

muted sunrays peer through the cream-colored curtains as you open your eyes, feeling soft lips littering your nape. a smile creeps up your lips, slowly stretching out your limbs and facing your lover.

tooru smiles at you ever-so-lovingly, running his long fingers through your hair; effectively brushing the strands back. leaning forward, he plants a kiss on your temple, and a couple more along your nose.

"g'morning, tooru." you whisper, covering your mouth as you yawn. he smiles, achingly wide, taking your wrist and surprising you with a kiss on your lips. he whispers a good morning in between kisses, his chest swelling as he hears and feels you giggling against his mouth.

"you're back," you say once tooru finally lets go of your lips. your eyes are hazy with affection, pupils darting between his eyes and his lips, and god, tooru just can't help but lean in and kiss you again.

"i'm back, lovely," he says with his forehead against your own, letting you wrap your arms around his neck and pepper his face with a thousand kisses.

the two of you eventually end up with you on his lap, fingers lost in his soft, brown locks. tooru's fingers are digging into the flesh of your hips; quiet huffs of pleasure leaving his mouth as you affectionately trail kisses along his neck and his jaw.

your lips are like a drug he can't get enough of, just loves drowning in them. he loves the way your voice, your whimpers of his name, trembles whenever he rakes his nails up and down your back.

he's hypnotized by the way you raise your head to kiss him hungrily; grunting when you bite down on his lip resulting in his grip on her tightening. the way you smirk when you pull away and you see him so deliciously disheveled - all of these… they're enough to make him hard.

the two of you barely take off your clothes, too needy to even consider doing so as you sink down on his dick. both of your lips never seem to part, drinking each other's breaths. tooru never lets you drift far away from him, his hand flat on the small of your back as you grind into him slowly. it's his turn to mark you up, his mouth recognizing the path where you just love to be loved - tonguing your sweet spot.

your walls clench around him, making tooru hiss as his teeth grazes your earlobe. a wanton moan leaves your throat, and he feels the vibration of your sinful sounds as he sucks on the middle of your neck. your skin has always been so easy to mark up, always so sensitive.

his hand travels down to toy with your clit, while the other presses down on your lower abdomen. the resulting cry of his name went straight to his dick, thrusting up deep into your gummy walls and whispering strings of praises in your ear.

"tooru,"

"i know, baby. wait for me,"

you look at him, tears threatening to spill. he smiles lovingly, reaching up to kiss your tears. one hard thrust has them both crumbling, your grip on his shoulder painful but it feels so, so good. "i love you," you say into his neck, repeating it over and over and over again.

tooru reassures you with a loving kiss, whispering that he loves you back a hundred times.

end notes! hiiiii hi everyone hehehe i know i said i would be updating by the end of this week, but SURPRISE ahahaha ... i couldn't bring myself to just . Not Write .. anyway, thank you so much for reading! please don't be afraid to leave a comment or notes if you want ^^ bye bye !

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lightlycareless · 4 months ago

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Hiii 🤍

So I got this idea from one of your one-shots, the one where naoya and y/n are doing it in a mission😭

So they are secretly dating in that right ? And I thought about them in highschool AU secretly dating too🤭 And you know her siblings and friends finding out eventually, like I really wanna see naoya and y/n sneaking outttt and those stuff yk, kinda like a forbidden romance 😭

Have a good day 🤍🤍🤍 byeee!

Hellooooooooooo anon hehehe

Thank you for liking that dirty piece of mine 😏 super indulgent, of course. Glad to have it out of my system. (Edit: it said sister, wtf lol)

So anything highschool au related is like my weakness, specially if I get to write things like secretly dating aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Anyways this is a two part story!!! heheheh Didn't mean to, but after that ending, I just had to. :) I hope you enjoy it!!

warnings: none. au. highschool. Naoya is like maybe super ooc, but he adores you so. 💖 it's only expected. FLUFFFFFFF.

Happy reading!!!

Secretly dating Naoya during high school is naturally filled with clandestine meet ups here and there, made possible by you asking for permission to go the “restroom” in the middle of class, only to head up straight to the designated place of reunion: right around the corner of a distant hallway and beneath the stairs, pulled into a tight embrace as soon as you cross his sight, and subsequentially letting you know how much he missed you and how dreadful it was to be away from you for even one second!

“I missed you too!” you would exclaim, wrapping your arms around his neck and attempting to pull him down for a kiss—you always hated how he forced you to stand on your tip toes, all for his seeming enjoyment. “Lean down a bit, I can't kiss you like this!”

But Naoya would only chuckle, letting you struggle a bit more until he finally obliged, taking your lips into another quick kiss before freeing you once again, to meet up later, that is.

“See you for lunch, princess.”

“… Only if you promise to not be mean…”

Naoya laughs.

Even if the two were meant to keep this a secret from the outside world, that didn't stop you from indulging in the things you always wanted to do with him, such as packing an extra box of lunch for him, obviously handmade by you, meeting up at the rooftop of whatever building was empty to have it together, and if he felt in the mood for such, feed him as well.

“Wait, before we eat, close your eyes.”

You’re no longer taken aback by requests of this nature, if anything, it excited you, so you quickly obeyed soon after. Naoya would then take hold of your hands, gently placing a box on them before asking you to open your eyes—a gasp ensued at the sight of your gift.

“No way! These are—how did you even get them?! I thought they were sold out!”

These were none other than the special edition tiramisu mochi your favorite store made just a few weeks ago. The desire to go and get a few was there, but your responsibilities at school were far more demanding, and so, you’d come to dejectedly accept the reality that you might never have them, not even a taste…

Luckily, Naoya's adoration for you (and determination to make you happy) was far bigger than anything else, literally, and with the possibilities he had… all that he needed to do was make a few phone calls and he’d soon have the happiest girlfriend in the world.

“Nothing's sold out for me” Naoya sappily admits, but to you, who was completely enamored by him at this point, was only the sweetest response yet.

“Oh, Naoya, thank you so much!!” You cry, taking him into a hug and attacking him with kisses all over his face. His cheeks become a flustering mess, and yet, does nothing to remove you. “I can't wait to try them!”

“Just be sure to eat first, though. I don't want you getting all full with mochi and then complaining you’re hungry…” he teases with a smirk.

You pout. “It was just one time!” that you wanted to recall. “But alright…”

Naoya kisses your cheek.

“Don't be upset, princess. If you want more, I'll get you more”

As long as you give him more of those sweet kisses, or more like tiramisu kisses, as they’d become known later on.

These were nothing more than just a few examples of the things you liked to do with Naoya. However, not everything would be completely enjoyable, and just as expected of life, the two were bound to eventually do things neither liked in its entirety—nothing too extreme, just… tedious by itself. Like studying.

Even then, however, Naoya always did his best to help you. Since he was the best student out of the two, he could easily provide you with the help you needed to improve your notes—if not the motivation to do so.

It was silly to think how Naoya at one point once hated doing this with you, or more like was oblivious to your actual intents when asking him for help. Back when the two were just barely staring to know each other, you'd come to him with the pretense of needing guidance with one of the many subjects you were struggling with.

And Naoya, was blunt and blind as he was with these social matters, would only limit himself to answer the follow:

“Why are you asking me? Isn’t your sister bright or something?”

It took a great deal for his friend Ranta to not slap the stubbornness out of him, instead, he managed to explain what you were truly attempting to do with these approaches. You can rest assured knowing Naoya felt like an absolute idiot after discovering this. Thankfully, now that he knows what you mean, he doesn’t let any opportunity pass. In fact, he even offers himself up for the job—even when you profusely refused.

“I don't want to study anymore…!!” You'd dramatically cry, resting your head onto your arms and down on the desk; simply continuing to whine. “I hate this!”

“Come on, princess; just a bit more and you’re done.” Naoya attempts to comfort, removing one of your hair strands covering your face. He enjoyed this silly side of you, thought it unbearably adorable… but he preferred you to be happy. By far.

“No. I don't want to; I don't care if I fail, I'm not doing this anymore! And nothing will convince me otherwise!”

“Are you sure?” He smirks, placing his arm around your waist and leaning closer to you.

“Yes!” You try your best to remain unaffected, even if deep within, you were desperately longing to bask in his touch.

“Not even a kiss?”

“Nope! Not even that!” You refuted his suggestions. “Don’t try to convince me otherwise, it won’t work!”

Well, you’d have to do better than that if you wished to stop Naoya.

“Oh, really? Not even…” Naoya then reaches for his bag to swiftly take out a small Gengar plushie. Coincidentally, the same one you saw at the mall a few days ago: the newest one Pokémon Center had released, and naturally, you’ve been dying to get. “…For this?”

You press you lips together, trying your best to control your impulses and freak out about the gift—but there’s one thing you always forget about Naoya: is that you can’t ignore his enchantments, and soon, you attempt to seize the plushie from his hands, only to once again, fail to acknowledge his impressive speed, a snarky smile on his lips as he imposes distance between the two.

“Nuh, uh, princess. You have to keep studying if you want this.”

“Just—give it to me!” you gasp, trying to reach for his arm once again, but he just keeps straying further and further away from you. In fact, he actually stands up to make it even harder for you!

But that doesn’t stop you, no, not at all, for you respond with the same energy, quick to stand up as well and throw yourself towards him in one last attempt to seize the plushie and claim what is rightfully yours!

If you hadn’t accidentally tripped over, that is, by innocently getting your feet stuck with the legs of a nearby chair and tripping onto Naoya, who instinctively grabs you and begins to worry about your wellbeing, Gengar effectively out of your mind.

Just like you—however, it was more by the fact you were embarrassed to have done such a thing, feeling nothing but stupid by allowing yourself to fall victim to such silly games, as seen in the redness of your face.

“Stop it!” you breathe, trying to free yourself from his arms, hide from his sight. But he holds you in place, fearing you were hurt. “Let me go!”

“Are you ok? Are you hurt?”

“I’m—I’m fine, just—just let me go!” you whine, and it’s a good thing that Naoya knows you so well to the point of understanding you don’t really mean to get away from him, but rather, hide your shame—which he hopes to ease by finally giving you the plushie of your desire.

“Don’t be upset, Y/N. It was just an accident.” He murmurs, kissing the top of your head, you pout.

“This was so humiliating…” you lament. “I feel like a child! Oh, I’m so undeserving of this…”

“Hmmm, if it’s worth anything, today wasn’t that bad. In fact, remember that one time when you ate chocolate ice cream and—"

“Naoya!” you gasp, he laughs.

“Alright, alright!” He cups your face, pressing your cheeks together and making you pout. “I’m just joking; trying to make you feel better, you know?”

“Doesn’t seem like it…” you frown.

“I adore all of you. Even the embarrassing parts.” Naoya leans closer to your face, rubbing his nose against yours. Your heart swoons. “So don’t torture yourself about it.”

“…I adore you too.” You confess, eager to already tell him you loved him, but only when the time was right. When he felt ready.

“Let’s take a break and get something to eat, yeah?”

“How about ramen? I bought some packets that are supposed to be super good the other day at the market. We can just get some hot water from the cafeteria and done!”

“You know how I feel about that type of food. I’d rather take you out to an actual restaurant.” He raises an eyebrow.

“I would like to but… we need to plan these things with time so we won’t be seen” you dolefully remind him, he sighs.

“Well, nothing beats a date at school.” Naoya then jests, you chuckle.

He then cups your face once again, leaning down to kiss you tenderly.

Saying it’s a nuisance falls short to how you actually felt about this whole ordeal. About having to walk around eggshells just to go out on dates, but until both were ready to let the world known of your relationship, (or prepare for the dramatic response you know your family and friends will have to it) this will have to do.

Unless you two were to lower your guards and let someone else win you to it, hinted by the sound of a shutter coming from the door, followed by a bright flash that made you and Naoya freeze instantly, eyes wide as both slowly turned over to the entrance, loathing all of the implications this moment provided, completely petrified when realizing it was much, much worse than anything you imagined.

For standing by the door frame, stood the culprits behind it all, the last people you wanted to know of your relationship with Naoya: Gojo and Geto—the latter holding the newest bane of your existence, and the former with his mouth agape, eventually letting out a loud shriek that snapped the two out of trance.

“Wait, Satoru, Suguru—It’s not—It’s not what you think!!” You scrambled to control the situation, to no avail, for it was exactly what they thought!

The same information that had them running into the hallways and heading to God knows where, certainly not to keep this secret hidden from the world.

It was only a matter of time before the whole school knew, especially if there was a photo involved! And after that happens, you and Naoya would be forced to give out explanations to everyone that dared ask. If fate found it to be merciful on you, then the only problems you'll have will come through your friends.

If not… then it’d also be a matter of dealing with his and your family as well.

The mere thought of it sends shivers through your spine—mind scurrying to envision all kinds of scenarios possible.

“Do you think they’ll—they’ll take me out from school?” you fretted. Naoya swallows, unsure.

Guess both will have to wait and see what the future has unwittingly prepared for the two—until then, you’d prepare the speech you’ll inevitably give your parents and his in hope of defending your relationship.

…

Or at least, the possibility of remaining in contact with Naoya, if settling for the worst.

I realized that I wrote Naoya doing 1000 things for Y/N. But in my defense, Naoya is the type to give you good things and you're the type to give him good times? If that makes sense. I mean, he has a lot of money, and you're actually allowed to live a normal human life so, complementing each other!!! hahaha

Anyways, what a shocker. Who would've guessed that high school bullies Gojo and Geto were to find out you were dating Naoya first? UGH HAHHAAHHA It was only a matter of time tbh. Though I do fear for their life 💀💀💀💀💀💀

Well, since I love this concept so much be sure that I will write more about it. Or just about HS in general, agjkhasjkgas I love it 😭

Thank you so much for sending in this ask!! Can't wait to write the second part, the.... revelation and everything that will ensue. I wonder if they'll make it out of this alive? Who knows!! hehe.

Take care and hope to see you soon!!!

#ask #naoya zenin #naoya zen'in #naoya x reader #naoya zenin x reader #naoya zenin x you #jjk naoya #naoya zen'in x reader #jjk x reader #jjk fluff #jjk x you #prompt series: jujutsu kaisen

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fire-lizard-ro · 7 months ago

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NO BUT I THOUGHT I WAS GONNA MELT DURING THE SCENE IN 2.0 WHEN HE PLAYED HIS COIN TRICK AND IT WAS IN TRAILBLAZER'S HAND. THAT ENTIRE CUT SCENE JUST - STOP IT AVEN.

(actually been kinda crushing on him since his leaked model, then his voice in the quest with Topaz, then the official image of his lightcone, this man had a hard grip on me from the start)

I hate to say it, but I was one of the people who didn’t reaaaally like him until 2.1. Like- I was starting to get there because Pixel could NOT stop YAPPIN about him and by way of friend serotonin and talking about him, I slowly started to be like “well now wait a minute-“

Being so fr right now I wasn’t even thinking “wow hot” during that scene I was just like. “AYO WHY IS HE WALKIN AT ME LIKE THAT CEASE AND DESIST-“

I was ong telling Pix that I was gonna drown him in the dreampool for pullin up on me like that. 😂

But now I like him hehehe~ (But it was still satisfying to beat the bricks off of him in thag boss battle-//SHOT)

Anyways a little snippet-

I think he’d learn new coin twirling moves and small magician tricks to entertain you. And he’d always get this grin on his face when you laughed and applauded his fun tricks.

He’d eventually (after much begging and more than a few kisses) teach you a few of these tricks. Whether it was how to twirl a coin between your fingers or the art of misdirection when messing with the location of the coin to make it seem as though it disappeared.

Now it was his turn to applaud you and reward your efforts with a kiss of his own. He just thinks you’re so cute. 🫶

#Roro writes #Roro talks #asks answered #honkai star rail aventurine x reader #hsr aventurine x reader #aventurine x reader #roro being a simp otl #Roro is a lil off the rails sometimes my b big dawg-#ignore me oml- 😂😭

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gojos-thot-patrol · 1 year ago

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Can we have some NANAMIN~~ hehehe

Nanami Kento, Jealousy, “Isn’t your boyfriend in the other room?”

Ya'll can ALWAYS have some Nanami, he is ALWAYS on the menu 💛💛💛

Now Presenting...

Starring: A very jealous Nanami Kento

This party fucking sucked. The house smelled like litter box, the vibe was disgusting, and the drinks were as weak as the music choice. Though, all of those reasons kinda paled in comparison to the real reason this party sucked for Nanami: You had brought your new boyfriend here. Not that he cared. It was fine. He was in your bed less than a week ago, probably while you were still talking to the walking asshole guy you were with now, so this guy really can’t be that important, but whatever. It didn’t matter to him, because it clearly didn’t matter to you. He got another drink, this time mixing his own in order to insure that his vodka redbull was actually a vodka redbull, and not just a redbull that thought really really hard about a vodka shot.

“Hey man, did you see that guy that Y/n showed up with?!” Gojo asked as he walked into the kitchen, “Dude, shes fucking cheating!”

“Satoru!” Geto snapped, punching his shoulder to remind him that hey, maybe this situation required a bit more tact. Kento quickly poured a shot of tequila and threw it back, much to the horror of Suguru and the awe of Gojo.

“Not cheating, we weren’t official.” Nanami gasped, focusing on the burn in his throat to ignore the tightness in his chest.

“Kento, do you want to go?” Suguru asked, pointing a thumb to the door, “We can just drink at home, play some Tekken. Honestly it sounds more fun than this.” He offered, trying to give Nanami an out from the awkward situation.

“Yea!” Gojo agreed, “This party sucks anyway, its full of frat boys.” Kento chuckled and took a drink from his vodka with a splash of redbull. He really did appreciate his roommates, and how they always had his back, even in small ways. But he wasn’t going to leave this party immediately after you showed up with some bastard. Because that would mean admitting defeat, and Nanami would never admit defeat.

“Nah, I think I’m going to socialize actually,” Kento said with a shrug. Suguru and Satoru shared a worried look, but didn’t push the issue further as Nanami left the kitchen. He went to the livingroom. He saw you sitting on the couch next to the wannabe tech bro you brought, laughing with your whole body at some joke he said. He bet it wasn’t even funny. Probably some cheesy pun he stole off of twitter. That dick probably had an NFT profile pic and actually started calling it X the moment daddy musk told him too. Fucking bootlicker. What the hell did he have that Nanami didn’t? He didn’t fucking deserve you. So why the fuck did you choose him?

He snapped out of his definitely not jealousy fueled spiral long enough to realize that he was not only staring, but he felt his eyes prickle with tears. Oh no, no no no fuck no! He quickly wiped away the drop that fell before rushing to the bathroom. He would be damned before he was caught crying at a fucking house party. Especially over a woman he never really had to begin with. Someone who never really took whatever it was they had as seriously as he did.

He was thankful to find the downstairs bathroom empty, slipping in and all but throwing his back against the door. This fucking sucked. This really fucking sucked. Suguru had warned him once he started catching feelings, that he either had to say something or stop answering your calls, stop calling you. That to do anything else was just setting himself up for hurt if you didn’t feel the same way. He didn’t take him very seriously at the time. Kento made a mental note to pay for at least one of his drinks as an apology next time the group went bar hopping.

He took a deep, jagged breath, trying to ground himself. Okay. Okay. He probably wasn’t going to cry anymore. He pushed himself off of the bathroom door, going to the sink to splash his face. He threw cold water on his face, and was in the middle of crying it off when the door opened.

“Hey! It’s called knocking!” He snapped at the intruder.

“I’m sorry, I did!” You yelped, “You didn’t answer!”

“Y/n?” Nanami asked, filling himself deflate at your smile. You finished walking in, closing the door behind you.

“Oh, hey Kento! I didn’t know you were here. You look good” You winked. He repressed the urge to roll his eyes.

“Gee, thanks. That means so much.” He words were soaked in sarcasm, voice laced with contempt.

“Whoa, who pissed in your cheerios this morning?’ You asked, very much feeling the hostile vibe he was putting out, “Are you ok?”

“Yea, I’m fine.” Nanami shook his head, “Just…rough day, I guess.” He grumbled, not really in the mood for confrontation at that moment. You gave him a sly grin, slipping to close the space between the two of you. Your hand landed on his chest, and you looked at him through long eyelashes.

“Hey, I have an idea of what could make you feel better,” You purred, your hands falling to his belt buckle. Much to your surprise, but honestly more so his, He was quick to grab your wrist and stop you.

“Oh come on Y/n,” He scoffed, “Really? Isn’t your boyfriend in the other room?” He accused, venom dripping from his very soul. “I thought you were better than that.” You just looked at him confused, trying to think about what the hell he was talking about.

“Um, what?” You asked, only adding fuel to his rage.

“Oh come on Y/n, don’t play dumb! I saw that guy you came in with. Were you ever planning on telling me?” He snapped. Slowly, the confusion left your face, only to be replaced with amusement. You started laughing. You started laughing. Nanami shook his head, a tic quickly forming in his jaw.

“You’re really laughing right now? Thats so low Y/n, I can’t believe-”

“My cousin.” You said, stopping Kento in his tracks.

“What?”

“My cousin! That guy I showed up with? Yea, that’s my cousin Nanami!” You laughed, thoroughly entertained by the whole situation. You could see the math flashing before Nanami's eyes as he took in what you were saying. Now that he was thinking about it, nothing you did was particularly romantic, you just kinda…existed around him.

Oh my god.

Nanami started laughing too, unable to believe how worked up he got over literally nothing. He felt so utterly ridiculous, and honestly he kinda deserved that feeling.

“Oh my god it’s your cousin,” He said as chuckles started coming out, “I was really going to fight your cousin.”

“You were gonna fight him?!” You howled with laughter, having to brace yourself against the door.

“Yea! I was!” Nanami confirmed with a laugh, unable to believe he got so worked up over nothing, “Oh man, that would have been so bad.”

“And what did we learn?” You teased.

“That I need to be more forgiving of characters that fall into the miscommunication trope.”

“No, you numpty!” You playfully groaned, lightly pushing him, “It’s not a miscommunication if you never communicated in the first place!”

“Oh, yeah that too.” He joked with a grin. They two of you stayed giggling like that for a few more moments before he pulled you into a hug, just relieved that it was all a misunderstanding. The two of you left the bathroom hand in hand, no doubt turning a few heads, but who really cared. He didn’t at least.

“You know, as weird as this is to say, it was kinda hot seeing you jealous,” You teased, “You don’t get that way often.” He simply shrugged.

“Yea well, I think anyone would get jealous if they saw their girlfriend show up to a party with a random guy.”

“Oh, so I’m your girlfriend now?” You asked, a smile pulling at your lips. He could feel the blush dusting his cheeks.

“I mean, yea. If you want to be..” He offered. You grinned and jumped into his arms, kissing his cheek. He held you close and smiled.

“I thought you’d never ask.”

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #nanami kento #nanami x reader #nanami kento x reader #nanami angst #nanami comfort #Nanami Kento hurt/comfrot #hurt/comfort #nobody likes you when you're 23

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regalbootie · 2 years ago

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Trying Something New In the Bedroom Chapter 3

Chapter 3 NSFW 18+ NO MINORS PLEASE

Larissa Weems x Reader

Warnings: NSFW, overstimulation, spanking again cos I'm a whore, shapeshifter peen, Dom Mommy.

Notes: This was requested by the lovely @marilynthornhilllover and I had also received great help with this fanfic from many people i gotta say you guys are awesome. there will be a chapter 4! it just may not be rather smutty hehehe.

Requests are still open and I'm also taking suggestions for other characters to write about so if you craving something ill give it a shot! let me know what you all think of this anyways!

You pout as the cabin slowly goes out of sight, wishing you could stay there forever with your wife. It was bliss a week of rough fucking along with some tenderness of curling up in front of the fireplace together breathing in the calmness that the homey little cabin provided.

“Oh Darling, I promise we’ll come back soon” Larissa ran a hand over your leg, her fingers drawing soothing shapes that had no meaning. Resting your head against the window and burning the memory of the scenery into your brain when you notice the car rolling to a standstill.

“what’s wrong darling?” looking over at your wife you notice a fork in the road.

“I’m just trying to remember which way to go my love” Squinting hard like she was envisioning a big sign saying this way. “I think it's right” starting to turn the car to go right you place a hand on her thigh.

“I’m pretty sure its left darling”

“No I am sure it is right” Larissa starts the car again “and I am pretty sure it is left” you scowl and let out a huff. Larissa turns to stare at you with that look that says ‘don’t be a brat right now.'

“Ok go right just don’t complain to me when you realize you went the wrong way” now it's Larissa’s turn to scowl and she takes the right turn. Smirking when she reaches the main road and lifting a brow to say ‘I told you so’.

You stick your tongue out at her and she rolls her eyes at you. The rest of the drive was smooth sailing and it was dark once the car rolled up outside the school, a storm had arrived at the same time and thunder was booming in the distance.

Jumping at the strike of lightning the two of you grab your bags as fast as possible making your way through the dim and empty school to your shared quarters. None of the teachers were arriving till tomorrow so it would just be the two of you as the grounds keeper and cleaners would be home hours ago.

Unpacking you notice Larissa is nowhere to be seen, huffing you unpack the last of everything and go hunting for your wife. Noticing a glow of light coming from under the door to her office you knock lightly as the door swing slowly open to the most beautiful sight before you.

Slowly you come up behind her as she gazes into the fireplace the fire roaring before you. Wrapping your arms around her waist resting your tired head on her back, feeling the tension release from her you lay kisses along her shoulders.

Turning in your arms you couldn’t help but smile up at her beautiful face, she was like an angel sent from heaven the fire casting a halo-like effect over her, but little did you know she was going to be the devil.

“You were being very bratty earlier darling” she pulled away from your arms and moved to sit in the armchair beside the glowing embers. “I think you should be punished for how you acted towards your mistress”

Blinking slowly, you realized what feeling she was making run through your body. The wave of excitement traveled down your spine, leaving chills all over your back. Licking your lips, faking a look of innocence for your mistress.

Patting her thigh, you slowly moved to lay across her legs, “I’m sorry Mistress.” Your core was already starting to throb with need as you lay over her like a good little pet for her.

“Oh, I don’t think sorry is going to cut it right now baby” running her hands up over your legs digging her nails in leaving red marks in her wake making you shiver and arch into her more. Reaching your core, she continues dragging her nails and suddenly rips your panties off, making you jump in her lap and even more juices gather and begging for her to taste.

A low seductive chuckle rises from Larissa it almost sounded like a growl and, you knew you were in for a real punishment tonight. Lifting your skirt, she roughly clawed up them from your core, lifting her hands to land rough spanks.

Crying out and yelping “Mommy please” you beg with her after each spank until your ass was glowing bright red and the heat from the fire was not helping with the pain, but the pleasure mixed with it was all-consuming.

“Oh, you want to please mommy? Let me see how good you're being” running her fingers through your folds, her fingers instantly drenched with your juices. Feeling her long fingers run through you was so painstakingly good, you had to stop yourself from gutting your hips back and displeasing mistress.

“Oh, look how good you’re being” licking her fingers clean moaning at how divine you tasted on her tongue. God, you wished you could suck those fingers, your thoughts earning a whimper as you stop yourself from drooling.

“Up you get” Barely giving you an opportunity to get up from her lap you fall to the floor scrambling to your feet, whimpering at the fabric of your skirt brushing against your burning cheeks.

Grabbing and pouring a glass of wine Larissa rested back into her seat, “play with yourself darling I want to see my little plaything warm herself up for me”

A warmth runs up your face with her request and you shuffle on your feet “don’t go shy on me now, you were a whimpering messy slut just now” sipping on her whine she takes you by the waist guiding you to staddle her. Your dripping core meeting her front making it throb even more at the friction.

“Come on be good for mommy” she takes your hand with her free hand guiding it down, rubbing them over your dripping cunt. Moaning you dropped your head to rest it on her shoulder “fuck mommy” bucking your hips the new stimulation sending shock waves straight through your entire body.

“Keep going I want to watch you” She starts to strip you as you pleasure yourself over her, your fingers gliding over your core and how that you were free from clothes you used your free hand to grab your breast. Palming it as you pinched your own nipples, getting lost in the pleasure you were building you closed your eyes as your head fell back your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

Larissa couldn’t help but watch you, the way your eyebrows knitted together and the way you bit down on your bottom lip it was like a goddess had come down to bless her with your mere presence. Sipping on more wine Larissa drank all of you in her eyes roaming every inch of you.

The pleasure in you had built too quickly you didn’t think you would have been so close to cumming but here you were writhing above her gasping for air. “cum for me darling I want to see you”

All it took was those words, her voice was raspy from the wine sending that last piece of pleasure breaking the dam, a shiver running up your back. “Yes mommy” you cried out for her letting her know that she was the last piece you needed. Your hands jolted as the lingering pleasure ripped through you, slowing down once the stimulation got too much.

“oh no baby keep going” she took your hand again making you apply more pressure and picking up the speed. “It’s too much mommy” your hand falters in her grip but she keeps going making you rub your clit as your body shakes from the overstimulation.

“Let mommy help you” setting her glass down on the table beside her Larissa runs her fingers through your folds, slowly inserting her fingers inside your pussy instantly clenching around her. Biting the inside of your mouth you tried to regain your focus, the pleasure of everything was drowning you. Your eyes flutter open to look at Larissa who was licking her lips, her eyes were burning with desire, and it looked animalistic.

“Keep going until I decide you can stop lovely” her free hand guided your hips to thrust down onto her fingers. You were fucking yourself on her fingers and nothing could be hotter, you were on fire your whole body was burning up and the only thing that could fix it was those long fingers that were reaching those deep spots inside you that make your toes curl.

“Fuck mommy it feels so good” her grip tightening on your hip was strong enough to leave marks. Her other hand was still holding your hand in place making you rub your clit, moving your hand to move faster over your swollen clit.

Your legs were shaking the overstimulation was immense and not having a break between your first orgasm had you gasping and panting as your next one was building too fast for you to keep up with. She kept hitting that perfect spot in you pulling sinful moans and cries from your lips.

“God you look like a sinful mess baby” leaning forward she laid a soft kiss behind your ear making your knees buckle ever so slightly making her fingers hit even deeper. A scream of pleasure was all you could make and she attacked your neck.

She was ruthless as she bit and suck leaving deep red marks along your neck, it was unbearable the pleasure that was consuming you “Pl..please please I'm going to cum” sobbing as she bit that sensitive spot, you went ridged as you gushed over her fingers.

Screaming curses you shook, feeling like you were being torn in half with the sparks flying through your body as you came all over her fingers. “yessss just like that for mommy, let it go, ride it out”

Forcing your hips to keep moving as you shook, Larissa grinned you were a masterpiece of a mess and she was the artist. Licking over your bruised neck she slowly withdrew her fingers and it finally felt like you could breathe again and your body slumped against her.

“oh baby I am not finished with you yet” hooking her arms under your legs she stood and you scrambled to grab onto her holding tight. Your pulse quickened realizing there was more to come, your pussy was throbbing and you didn’t know how much more you could take.

You could feel the cold wood on your back as she lay you down over her desk, taking a step back to gaze over your sweat slicken body. “fuck you are so beautiful like this” your eyes were closed as you tried to catch your breath still and you could hear the faint noise of a zipper over the blood thumbing in your ears.

Next was the still new but familiar sensation of Larissa’s new favorite toy and also your new favorite, she ran her cock through your folds making sure her tip rubbed up against your clit spending more shock waves through you, jumping on the table from the over stimulation.

“Is it still too much for you baby?” Your pussy was a mess it was throbbing and spasming still and Larissa had no intentions of slowing down. Moving her shaft to your entrance she slowly pushed just her tip in, as if mirroring each other both of you had your eyes rolling back.

“Yes, mommy but it's so good” whining your answer right back at her, Larissa’s knees almost buckled with how good you felt, your over-stimulated pussy clenching around her instantly and almost pulling her over the edge. Resting her head on your shoulder she worshipped your body leaving kisses across your skin.

“Good girl” She started her thrusts going slow so she could torcher you a little longer but also so she wouldn’t cum so quickly. You were a beautiful mess below her, and she wanted to worship you, she wanted to get down on her knees and pray to your dripping temple.

“You’re my good girl baby, you’ve done so well tonight” Biting down on your ear lobe you pulled your tired arms to wrap around her running your hands through her hair and pulling her closer to you so she can continue her prayers over your skin.

She couldn’t stop touching you all over one of her hands held one of your legs so they could stay wrapped around her while the other ran over your neck caressing down to reach your breast palming it in her hand “I love your body so much darling it’s a gift from the gods just so I can defile it with my lust”

Throwing your head back whimpering you clench harder around her shaft, you loved her fingers but having her inside you filling you fulling and stretching you deliciously as your pussy wrapped around her.

Picking up the pace Larissa started to gasp and whimper as she continued her travels along your body, swapping her hand on your breast for her mouth causing you to scream out more and your legs tighten pulling her deeper within earning a thrust to that special spot deep inside nearly making you black out.

The room was filled with the sounds of slapping skin as Larissa drove deeper continuing to hit that spot now that she found it. “I... I’m going to ahh” trying to talk was so hard your brain was mush at this point and stringing a sentence together was getting more and more difficult as your walls began to tighten but Larissa knew what you were going to say, she could feel it and she wanted it so badly.

“That good baby you cum for mommy, I’m so close too I want to fill you up while you milk me dry”

The next sound you make was a scream that ripped all the air out of your lungs, it was like you could see the stars and the heavens above but you were slammed back down to earth when you heard Larissa’s growl as she came to her climax.

It was animalistic the way she drove herself deeper making sure you took every inch of her, she was drowning in you her eyes her as dark as the night sky as the lust and feel of you drove her to fill you with every drop. She was ridged as she bit down hard on your shoulder, she was shaking as the pleasure coursed through her.

It took a moment for you both to grab your breaths but having her collapsed against your body helped ground you and you couldn’t be more thankful for that. It took Larissa a minute more to come back but you didn’t mind as you curled her loose strands of hair around your fingers while the other soothingly ran up and down her back.

“That was amazing darling” huffing out a breath as she changed her core back to its natural beauty, so she didn’t hurt you by having to slide out. "you weren't so bad yourself" giggling like a child at her.

“Let's get you cleaned up” On wobbly legs, she scooped you up in her arms to carry you back to bed. Laying you so gently onto the bed and gracing your face with feather-light kisses, Larissa was always a completely different person after sex she was so caring and attentive to you always making sure you were well taken care of.

Fetching a cool cloth she cleaned you up and wrapped you up in a blanket, “get some rest darling” moving to get off the bed you grab her wrist.

“Cuddles?” putting on your best doe-eyed look knowing she’ll never refuse you and cuddles. A big smile grew on your face as she pulled the blankets back to curl up beside you. “Always my love” wrapping her arms around you pulling you closer into her embrace.

The thunderstorm had started to fade away and the room was filled with the soft rumbling of distant thunder and soft breaths as you kissed her softly to sleep thinking to yourself how lucky you were to have this woman wrapped up in your arms.

…

It had been a month since your little getaway and the students had been back for a while, unfortunately a flu had been going around the school and no one could escape it. You had been one of those victims of the sickness that plagued you for 2 weeks now.

Here you were slumped over the toilet for the millionth time today, not even making it to the staff toilets you had to charge into the students to expel what little of breakfast you had left in your stomach.

The students inside were certainly startled and ran straight out as you heaved, resting your head over the cold stall wall you heard a familiar sound of heels travelling down the hall outside. “Love!?” Larissa called out for you, and you cursed the student that went running to the principle, you didn’t want to concern her and it had taken you a week just to convince her to let you return to work.

“I’m ok Larissa jus...” the stall door flew open the light shining in and Larissa gasped at the sight of you. Your hair was a mess and you were so pale it scared her, swooping you in her arms she stormed down the hall. “I knew I shouldn’t have let you go back to work”

Kicking the door open to your private quarters she gently lay you down on the sofa “we are going to the doctor” you begin to interject but she shushes you earning a scowl.

“you have had this flu for 2 weeks now and you just keep getting worse darling!” she was rushing around the flat grabbing her things together and your coat. “we cant go now Larissa I have classes!”

“I have already had Professor Yen fill in for you, they will cover for you until we get this sorted”

#larissa weems #larissa weems x reader #larissa x you #fanfiction #smut #principal weems #gwendoline christie #larissa weems smut #mommy? sorry. mommy? sorry. mommy?

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deuxcherise · 3 months ago

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Operation Otterly-In-Love

C/w: Possibly OOC Neuvillette, cooking soup, suggestive behavior, dramatic!Reader, male!Reader

A/n: So… is he an otter or is he a dragon? It has been answered in the game, but as with many, many others, I suspect otherwise! Hehehe. Anyway, I realized I haven’t really written a story with a male!Reader so I decided to for a romance with our favorite Hydro Otter— I mean Hydro Dragon!

Masterlist

Everyone knows that there are many rules in the illustrious region of Fontaine, where wonderful engineering meets sophisticated art. There are some odd ones such as it being illegal to eat ketchup on its own, or that it is forbidden to release anything flying during the first three days of the month. But there is one particular rule, among the normal ones, that almost all prolific families follow, lest they allow any accumulated wealth and property to fall through their fingers… like some unscrupulous members of society unfortunately ailed by gambling or overindulgence of spirits or— may their souls find peace— illegal activities.

When it comes to inheritance, the rule states that the heir shall be the eldest child of the previous title holder.

Quite simple, is it not? And quite modern in some books, seeing as potential female heirs were often looked over for the benefit of a male heir historically, even when said ladies proved more capable than their gender counterparts. Nowadays, all that it requires is that one of your parents possesses the particular title and that you are the eldest child (and of good health) to inherit it.

In this time and age, there are more and more families who have allowed the tides to turn and accepted this rule as is. However, there are still some who find it better to continue the traditional way. Such as the Vernon Family, whose older members have firmly stated that they would rather die than bypass a proper male heir.

You, on the other hand, couldn’t care less. If it were possible, you’d rather let your sister inherit the Vernon Viscountcy. Except that you are not only the eldest child of the eldest child but the only son of the Vernons, among cousins who are all daughters, thus you fit all of the qualifications to inherit everything. And so will your first son, should you ever consider settling down and finding a decent wife to make pregnant, as your parents constantly feel the need to remind you ever since you turned the adult age of 21.

Luckily for your despairing mama and papa, after much, much, much consideration for a handful of years, you have decided that now is that time.

You give an elegant twirl before you hold your hand out and dramatically declare, “Marry me, Neuvillette.”

It is less of a question, and more a command… or a suggestion if you’d like to put in gentler terms. However, you are confidently assured that he would say—

“No,” Neuvillette objects. Your sudden proposal did nothing to sway his attention from the ever growing stacks of paperwork on his desk he has yet to tackle, thanks to Furina. He didn’t so much as look up at all, much to your slight disappointment.

Quite understandable, really. Who in their sane mind would say yes to a sudden proposal when you haven’t courted each other yet? Even you would answer the same, though not as coldly as he did, especially to someone he’s known for a while. That being said, all part of the plan.

You place your hand over your heart and act as if he had shot you in the chest. “Augh, you wound me, Neuvi… But I understand, which is why I have come here to propose that we–”

“No.”

Cut off, you take a moment to process. “No? I haven’t even asked the question yet,” you pout.

Neuvillette puts down his pen and pinches his nose bridge, letting out a heavy sigh that weighs on you more than expected. He finally makes eye contact with you, his dark blue slit eyes daring you to annoy him further than you already have. “(Y/n), as much as I entertain many of your jokes, I do not believe courting and marriage are topics one should play around with.”

You gasp, offended. “Pardon? I should have you know that I am being very serious. More serious than I have ever been in my life, in fact. I am asking to court you. I. (Y/n) Vernon. Want. To. Court. You. Neuvillette. I'm serious.”

You almost grin once you see a certain light enter his widening eyes, a signal of understanding. However, it suddenly goes away just as quickly as it had arrived, before he exhales a tired sigh and picks up his pen again. “My sincerest apologies,” he says, returning to concentrating and scribbling on his current paper. “I apologize if I have ever possibly led you to believe that I am interested in any sort of courting with anyone. I do not ever wish to court you or be courted by you.”

It is one thing for your intended person to forsake romance of any sort, but to add words specifically mentioning that he would never be interested in you… Well, it certainly makes your heart bleed a bit.

Oh ho, but not nearly enough to dissuade someone like you!

Although pained, your face doesn’t fail to turn that melting frown right side up, a new determination traveling through your veins. If he is not interested in courting you or being courted by you, then isn’t this simply a challenge you must face in order to win his heart? All good romances have to start somewhere, yours will just have to start from zero.

Your silence piques Nevillette’s attention once more, prompting him to look up and take notice of your expression. He has witnessed that mischievous smile and those glittering eyes before whenever a fresh new idea pops into your head. The kind that tends to cause chaos.

He begrudgingly stands up from his chair intending to prepare for whatever your head has concocted, when he is stunned at a thrown white glove to his face. You place your hands on your hips and declare with a pointed finger, “Neuvillette, I will capture your heart one way or another! Prepare yourself, good sir!”

And so begins, Operation Otterly-in-Love.

The target: Neuvillette. The challenger: You.

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The setting? A picnic table by one of Fontaine's many beautiful lakes under the shade of a large tree.

The objective? Culinary seduction.

Anyone who is anyone in Fontaine knows the stoic and righteous Neuvillette as the Chief Justice, the Iudex of Fontaine, and a man of unknown origins. With how long he has held the position throughout generations, if not a god or divine being then he was most definitely blessed by divinity at some point.

You, among a select few others, are fortunate enough to be privy to the fact that the subject of your heart is none other than the blue-haired, stone-faced judge. Despite that truth, you cannot help but have a strong belief that he is something else entirely. The edges of your lips instantly curl upward at the sight of those lovely, fluffy creatures swimming about in the sparkling waters of Fontaine.

Otters.

Their blue coats and their darker blue markings, their love for water, and cuteness are extremely reminiscent of your Neuvillette. In your humble opinion, of course, which he does not share.

Speaking of which, the subject in question exhales audibly, miffed at your distracted form. “(Y/n), I believe you said that there was something in dire need of my attention?”

“Dire” is certainly a polite description that severely downplayed how thickly you had laid upon the supposed details of a possible disaster should he not allow you the opportunity to drag the hard worker away from his work and out of his stuffy office.

You direct your brilliant smile towards him and place your hand on top of the cloche’s handle, and lift it up to reveal one of your lover-to-be’s favorite dishes in a simple yet very elegant bowl: Soup.

Not just any plain old soup, mind you! It is a painstakingly and lovingly homemade Consomme Purete, made with only the finest fowls, eggs, and vegetables in only the purest, chilliest waters from the highest mountains that you could get your hands on.

The method by which you somehow acquired these ingredients, well… you have already sent many prayers towards a dear friend of yours who at the moment might be busy occupying the capable hands of a certain Lord of the Fortress of Meropide. You'll have to find a suitable gift worth a million thanks for the noble sacrifice.

“Consomme Purete,” you cheekily introduce the dish as you place the cloche to the side and rest your elbows on the table, your chin on top of intertwined fingers. “A fine day to have it, don't you think?”

His narrow eyes widen just a tad at the sight of the soup. He hasn't eaten yet, and his stomach is already taken by a whiff of the savory scent. The dew of the soup reflects the gentle sun shining in the sky accompanied by a few fluffy clouds. A fine day indeed.

“And whatever is the occasion for your efforts? You know that I do not accept bribes,” he says, elegantly taking a spoonful of soup but not yet a taste.

You bat your eyes. “Should I need any occasion to feed you, my dear?”

He lowers the spoon. “If you are still going on about your ridiculous proposal, I should have you know, once again, that is a meaningless endeavor.”

You hold back a click of your tongue. “Again with that…” you wave a hand. “Well, at least have a taste. I put in my blood, sweat, and tears just to make this.”

He raises an eyebrow.

Your eyes bug out at his silent implication. “Not literally! That's gross!”

“If you say so,” he says, but still decides to take a sip.

“How is it~?”

You watch intensively as the spoonful of soup disappears behind those lips of his. The lack of wrinkles on his face seems to indicate acceptance. You spy the tip of tongue peek out for just a split second to lick whatever glistening essence hadn't made it into his mouth. This tiny seductive display sends sends a bit of blood down to your—

“It is… adequate.”

Instead of heading downwards, your blood shoots upwards. “WHAT?? Adequate!?” You shriek. You place a hand over your heart and the back of your other hand on your forehead. “Neuvillette, please. I'll allow you to step on my heart, but do not jest when it comes to my cooking.”

“Unfortunately, you and I both know I do not jest when it comes to a dish like this. I applaud you for your efforts, but you may have over-steeped the vegetables a little too long for this to be called Consomme Purete.”

Your jaw drops.

You knew it! You turned your back on the stove a little too long when you were arguing with your parents. Stupid, stupid, stupid. To think you had presented this special dish to your love interest with such confidence! Augh, you wish you could go die in a hole right now.

Plan - Culinary seduction: Failure.

Will you give up?

…..

HA! FAT CHANCE! COMMENCE THE NEXT OPERATION!

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You give out a disheartened sigh and reach towards the dish. “In that case, allow me to clear–”

Neuvillette blocks you from reaching his bowl with his arm. “I didn't say I was done, did I?”

You tilt your head in confusion. “Huh? But– Oi!”

The Iudex lifts the bowl and gulps it down in one sitting before delicately placing the bowl down and wiping the corners of his lips with a napkin with as much sophistication as a gentleman could muster. He then gets up and leaves the table with only a simple, “thank you for the meal”.

You sit there, dumbfounded as you watch him head back towards his office.

Plan - Culinary seduction: Failure Success…?

#genshin impact #genshin impact neuvillette #genshin neuvillette #neuvillette #male x male #reader insert #male reader #deuxcherise writes

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drawingdroid · 1 year ago

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Sweet Potato

Modern AU Firefighter Din Djarin x GN!Reder

Summary: You move to your new apartment and meet your new neighbours.

Warnings: Fluff!!!, Meet Cute Trope, Gender Neutral Reader, no y/n, Mentions of food and eating, This is literally the most SFW piece I’ve written ever, Good Dad Din Djarin!!!, But also stressed!

Words: 1336

A/N: This is just a little one shot for you to enjoy as I enjoy sweet potato! I wrote it to celebrate I’m getting my own place finally, one step further from my abusive family, so this is practically autobiographical lol. Anyway, life has been hectic and I felt a little blocked with The Unknown Regions IV, since smut is coming and I want it to feel natural between Din and Reader, but things are finally flowing. Let me know if you like this little self-indulgent piece! The lovely dividers are from @saradika by the way!!!

Edit: I added a moodboard hehehe

You had just moved to your new apartment on the outskirts of the city. Aspiring to be a cosmopolitan girl all your life, you had finally surrendered to your true nature: you craved a quiet existence. Luckily, after some searching your friend Martha had made you an offer you couldn't reject. She'd lend her spare flat to you at an affordable price if you could keep an eye on her grandma, who lived next door. The woman was a kind, sassy 80-year-old lady and you adored her, so it was a win-win situation for you.

After a busy day of moving boxes around with the help of your friends, you (and your plants) were finally settled. With a content sigh, you collapsed on the sofa, looking at the strip of blue sea that was visible from your new balcony. You smiled toothyly, proud of yourself. Finally, you broke free from your family and achieved having your own space.

The morning after you were sitting in your elder neighbour's kitchen with a warm cup of coffee between your hands. Violet, that was her name, was delighted with having you there. She had shown you all the pictures of her grandkids before breakfast and now you were chatting about which plants you could add to your new house.

“Let me give you a piece of this one, if you put it in water, the roots will be out in a week.”

You grabbed the tiny branch and tucked it in carefully.

“I have something for you too!” From inside your tote bag, you took out a paper bag that contained Violet's favorite sweet potato pie. Her face lightened up and she took one serving. But just when she was going to have the first bite, someone knocked on the door. Who could be this early in the morning?

“Oh, maybe it's Din,” Violet said casually and started standing up from the chair. You had no idea who that was but followed her to the door. People trying to scam the elderly had been sadly a common thing in the previous months.

“Good morning sweetheart!” She greeted them when the door was finally opened, and someone responded with the cutest coo. A kid? You couldn't see anything, since the old lady had the entrance only half opened.

“Morning Violet.” That was the most beautiful baritone voice you had ever heard. “Grogu, be polite, that's her pie.”

“There's more inside if he wants one.” You poked from behind your friend's white locks with a friendly smile and finally met with the stranger's eyes. And what a beautiful pair of eyes. His chocolate irises went from Violet to you alternatively and his brows frowned with a silent question. Din knew you weren't her grandkid and was aware of scammers too. Who were you?

“This is our new neighbor, Martha's friend. Just moved in yesterday.” The lady introduced you to Din and the man relaxed a bit, but you were more tense than ever. He was like a dream. Lean and muscular, tattooed arms and the softest looking face. You could sense his gaze scanning you, as if evaluating if you were a threat or not when something grabbed the hem of your clothes.

“Eh?” The biggest pair of eyes returned your look from the floor and you felt you were gonna die from the cuteness.

“Hello little man, are you here for your pie?” The child cooed enthusiastically and Din sighed in defeat. You crouched to be closer to the kid's height, dumbfounded by the little one. He chirped, visibly delighted, but then looked at the older man for approval. Violet was laughing softly at the scene, knowing how much Grogu enjoyed food.

“I'm sorry to interrupt your breakfast,” Din said, shifting his weight while looking at how you made funny faces to the kid. “The fire station just called, there's a big emergency, I'm on duty and they need backup and…”

“Of course, he can stay with us!” Violet interrupted with a dismissive gesture and Din's shoulders visibly relaxed. The kid looked delighted at the prospect and made grabby hands to be picked up by you. You indulged in his petition, obviously.

“Thank you so much, Violet, I'll compensate you.” Din looked at the kid in your arms still hesitant. You were a total stranger but he looked like Grogu already trusted you. And you were Violet's friend too.

“I have a lot of experience with kids, I'll take care of him as my own.” Your kind face convinced him and finally Din nodded. Then, to your surprise, he touched his forehead with Grogu's and he was suddenly so close you could smell his shampoo and the aftershave he used to keep that nice mustache.

“Be polite with them kid.” Grogu giggled and grabbed Din's face with his claws in a sweet embrace. Your heart melted at the tender gesture. It was clear they loved each other a lot, even though you didn't know if they were related or not.

“He's an angel,” Violet responded, caressing the kid's fuzzy head. “But I need you to do something in exchange for keeping an eye on him, son.”

“Whatever you need Violet,” Din responded surprised. The old woman grinned mischievously and then went inside the house. Grogu then surprised yourself to death jumping to the floor and following her.

“Does he…make that a lot?” You asked Din, confused about how such a small kid could manage that jump. Now alone with his caretaker, you felt your nerves growing in your belly. He was handsome and also imposing.

“You can't imagine.” He rolled his eyes and let a tired sigh escape his plump lips and you laughed. It was going to be an interesting day in Grogu's company. “It's so kind of you to visit Violet.” He declared after a short silence. You looked at him wondering what he was referring to. “She's been so lonely since her husband's illness. It's sweet.” He added the last phrase almost muttering and without looking at you. So the big man was shy.

“I enjoy her company, I'm glad we are neighbors now and we can hang out more often.” You offered him a wide, sincere smile.

“I'm glad too.” He responded after licking his lips, his big brown eyes now fixated on yours.

“Here you have, you weren't gonna leave without some sweet potato pie!” You didn't notice when Violet had returned, that's how distracted you were with the new neighbor. She had packed some of the pie you had baked for her and now was handing it to Din in a container. You observed that Grogu was already having his fill, stuffing his little mouth while grabbing the lady's skirt.

For the first time, you saw him smile. The warmth of his expression was contagious and you noticed the cute dimple in his cheek.

“This was the condition to take care of Grogu?” He said accepting the gift.

“Exactly. I'm sure you haven't had breakfast. Am I wrong?” Din looked somewhere else in shame, totally guilty. “And I love the pie, but this time she has baked too much to my poor sugar levels, sorry sweetie.” She apologized but then winked at you. What was she plotting?

“You baked it? That's incredible.” Now your face was red and you started to pick what Violet's intentions were. “Grogu seems to love the pie.” The kid cooed agreeing, his tiny clothes covered in crumbs. He was too adorable to be true.

Din's phone interrupted the conversation and with a concerned look, he gestured to the stairs. Violet just told him to leave with her and Grogu and you waved at the firefighter. You then crouched again to speak to the toddler.

“Let's go, little man, we're having lots of fun.” And you did, indeed.

That day in the fire station, everyone had a bite of your delicious sweet potato pie, and Din was forced to talk about the new lovely neighbour who had baked it. They wouldn’t stop teasing, but all he could think was in seeing you again, the sweet potato neighbour.

#din djarin #the mandalorian #din djarin x you #din djarin x reader #din djarin fic #din djarin x gn!reader #din grogu #grogu #the mandalorian x reader #the mandalorian fanfiction #din djarin fanfiction #pedro pascal characters fanfiction #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal fanfiction #pedro pascal fandom #droidwrites

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giggly-squiggily · 1 year ago

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TickleTober Day 28 ~Massage~ (Bungo Stray Dogs)

Akutagawa wasn’t the type to really show affection. Not the way Atsushi did.

“Hold still, weretiger!”

That said; when he did desire to show it, he went full out. At least- tried to anyway.

“I’m trihihihihihying! Aehheehehehe, it tihihihihiickles!” Atsushi giggled, burying his face further into the crook of his arm as his back was gently traced. He barely said “My back’s sore” before Atutugawa was upon him, hands on his shoulders as Rashmon went to work kneading his muscle. It felt good despite all the tickling. “Whhihihiihihiy nohohohot juhuuhuhst usuhuhuuhhuse your hahahahhands?”

“Hmph- as expected, you fail to realize Rashumon’s versatility.” The brunette pressed them in more, intensifying the tracing and earning even more giggles from the weretiger. “Guess I’ll need to introduce you properly.”

“No ihihihihihntrhohohoductions neheheheheeded! Aheahhahhahaha-EEEHEHEHE!” He shot his arms down to his sides when those dastardly tendrils wiggled beneath his arms, pressing in like fingers. “Whahahaht abohoohohohohut the mahahahhashahahahahhage?”

“Hm..oh yes- the massage aspect.” The hands on his shoulders rubbed small circles- a gesture that likely would have felt nice had it not been so tickly. “Very well- I’ll tend to your aches the traditional way.”

“Cahhahahahn yoohohohou dohoohooho ihihiihiht withohohohohut the tihihihihihickling? Aheahhahahhahha, I cahahahahn bahahahharely taahhahahke bohohohoohohth!”

“Tch- so demanding. Very well- let’s just do one..” Everything came to a pause, giving Atsushi a breather. “Prepare yourself.”

“Wait- wahahit do I have a ch-OOOHOHOOOHICE?” The tickles came back full force, fingers scratching at his skin while Rashumon wormed past his button down, tracing the warm skin. “AHAHAHAHHAKU PLEHAHHHAHAHASE!”

“Tch. So demanding.” Akutagawa rolled his eyes fondly before pulling back his ability, his hands switching from relentless tickles to gentle kneading along Atsushi’s back. “This better?” “Ehehehee..hehehe..yhehehah, it is…thanak you.” Residue giggles softened into a gentle sigh as Atsushi shifted, settling into a comfortable position against the cushions. “Thanks, Ryu.”

“Hush.” That earned him a pinch to the shoulderblades, but nothing could beat the breathlessness in Akutagawa’s voice.

#augtickletober2023 #tickletober #tickletober2023 #bsd #shin soukoku #atsushi nakajima #akutagawa ryuunosuke #the bois #tickle #tickle dabble

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spiral-writing-stuff · 2 years ago

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Can I please have headcanon of Dazai and Yosano x fem reader who stressed out a lot, especially after the missions. Which is why they will always try to find a way to cheer the reader or making a plan how to make the reader relax.

WHY DID THIS TAKE ME THREE FUCKIN WEEKS???!!!

Since the agency members are usually busy themselves I thought it’s probably hard to help reader out, so I wrote them comforting reader while on the job and after the work shift ends

I meant to just write hcs but I went overboard again

I really wanna do more hcs based on this request with other characters, specifically kunikida

Imma be honest I didn’t know what I was doing or where I was going with this SO SORRY!!

ALSO I COULDN’T FIND ANY COLORED PICTURES OF YOSANO

Hope you enjoy<3

Content/warnings: sfw, fluff, light blood/injury, slightly suggestive in Dazai’s part, kissing, domestic fluff, mentions of Kunikida

Not proof read

•Solace• with Yosano and Dazai

YOSANO AKIKO

Whenever Yosano notices that you’re stressed, she starts thinking of ways to help you feel better, even though sometimes she herself is busy, she still finds time for you

When you’re sitting at your desk writing up a report, she’ll try and make you take a break, you refuse, so she settles on massaging your shoulders

“Y/n, come and take a break, you’ve been writing that report for an hour now.” “If I stop now I’ll be too lazy to finish it later, I’m almost finished anyway.” She frowns at your refusal, but she knows you won’t budge so she leaves it at that, she presses a soft kiss to your temple and starts massaging your shoulders, you didn’t think she’d be so good at it, once she finds your shoulders are relaxed, she goes to massage your scalp with her nails, massaging you for as long as you write the report and if she isn’t busy

When you come back from any investigations or missions, she checks for any injuries and patches you up. you usually come back unscathed, but sometimes your missions get a bit dangerous

You go into Yosano’s office, you look around to find no one’s there, so you start to look for some bandages, “Any injuries?” Yosano suddenly pops out of nowhere, making you jump “AHH!! Akiko!?” You turn to her with wide eyes “Fufu, Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you Y/n,” she said apologetically “so, you hurt anywhere?” She tilts her head at you “uh.. uhm.. n..no..?” She giggles at your timidness “relax, darling, I’m not gonna use that ‘treatment’ on you,” you let out a sigh of relief, “Unless you want me to?” “No thank you!” She smiles and pecks your lips ”Aha! You do have an injury!” She swiftly grabs your right arm, examining the long cut you have across your bloodied arm, she sits you down on the stool and starts cleaning up your wound “how did you get this anyway?” “Ah.. the criminals we were chasing shot at me and one of the bullets grazed my arm, but Kunikida apprehended them, then he noticed my arm and told me to come back here so I could get patched up,” she finishes patching you up and brings your hand up to her lips, kissing your hand, making you blush, “Akiko! Not here-” “heheh~ you’re so cute Y/n~” her expression is sweet, “seriously! What if someone comes in here!” her face suddenly turns a bit serious “oh, by the way, where are those men now?” Her smile starts to turn into a slightly sadistic one “Hm? Oh Kunikida gave them over to the police, he’s probably still at the station.” Yosano’s face falls in disappointment “Oh, that’s too bad, I was hoping to have a little fun with them. sigh oh well…” “..are you mad that they hurt me?” The thought of Yosano getting all protective over and wanting to beat those guys up for you made you so happy “Of course! Those men had the audacity to shoot at my sweet girlfriend! Tch! It makes me wanna go over to the police station and tear them-“ she stops when she hears you giggling “Mhm, what’s so funny Y/n?” “Ah, nothing, it just made me really happy that you’d do that for me, you’re the best, Akiko.” You say as you hug her waist from where you’re sitting, she smiles and hugs you back tightly, kissing your forehead “I love you Y/n, I’d hunt an entire army if it meant protecting you.” (She 100% would)

When you’re tired, which you are most of the time, she lets you rest on the patient beds, if she’s not busy she goes to massage your back, relieving the stress on your body

She’ll make sure you’re staying hydrated, if you don’t have a drink with you she goes and fetches you a water bottle, she also brings you snacks

“Here you go dear, I also brought umeboshi~ do you want some?” “Yes! Thanks Akiko~” you grin cheerfully at her

If you’re up to it, she takes you with her to buy supplies for the agency, buying stuff for you along the way

“Y/n dear~ look at this dress, it’d look so cute on you!”

“Y/n, do you want ice cream?”

“Ooo! Y/n, come try this yakitori!”

While you two were walking an idea popped in her head

“Y/n, let’s go to an onsen! That way you can relax your whole body~” (yes, she suggests this while you’re both still on the clock) “huh?! But I have some paperwork to file, besides, I won’t be able to relax knowing we’re still working..” “sigh… fine, I still have somethings to buy, so go take this stuff back to the agency.” You nod and head back to the agency

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

After a long, exhausting day you grab your belongings, say bye to the other agency members and finally step out of the red brick building, you see Yosano waiting for you, holding a medium-sized bag “let’s go home, Y/n” you smile at her, you hold hands as you walk back to your home

You finally make it to your home, taking your shoes off and plopping down on the couch, the thought of having to cook something is already making you frustrated, after a few minutes you hear a knock at the door, Yosano walks over to the door “I’ll get it, that must be the food I ordered.” “When did you order food?” “I scheduled an order earlier today when I was shopping, it’s your favorite, see~” she smiles at you, holding up the bag with the logo of your favorite restaurant, your eyes lighting up as you already know which meal is inside, you get up as she goes to place the bag on the table, you walk towards her and give her a kiss “Thank you Akiko~ you always know just what I needed~” she chuckled and hugged you back firmly, ”anything for my sweet darling girlfriend~” kissing your forehead, staying like that for a few moments, eventually she pulls away and looks at you sincerely “come on, let’s eat.”

After you two finish eating, you clean up the table while Yosano draws a warm bath for you, picking the scented bathbomb she bought earlier for you, swishing the water around to make it bubble. You walk into the bathroom

“what’s that?” “Oh, just a bathbomb I bought earlier.” You get in the bathtub while she pours a scented massage oil on her hands, “just sit there and relax, darling~”

you do as she says and it really is relaxing, the soft scent of the soap, Yosano rubbing your shoulders smoothly with the oil, the warm water enveloping your whole body, it stays like this for a few minutes, you feel so good you almost fall asleep,

“Y/n~ come on, you can’t sleep here darling.” “Hm? Oh, right.” You get up lazily and wash your body, leaving the bathroom and drying yourself off, you put on lotion and your pajamas on, getting into your bed

“Ah, I bought some massage lotion today for this moment, but I see you’re already tucked in bed,” “my muscles are already relaxed, Akiko, just come to bed already.” She gets in bed and starts cuddling making you the small spoon, smooching your face “muah~ goodnight Y/n~ I love you~” you grin at her antics “goodnight Akiko~and I love you too~”

Though your job stresses you out a lot, Akiko’s sweet and tender way of cheering you up makes you forget about it all, the best girlfriend! you two drift into sleep, Yosano hugging you tenderly~

DAZAI OSAMU

When Dazai sees that you’re stressed, he immediately starts planning ways to cheer you up

He’ll sit behind you and massage your shoulders when your sitting at your desk, happily listening to you vent to him about whatever is bothering you,

When you tell him how stressed you are, he tries taking your mind off it, making jokes and changing the subject to anything unrelated to work, you two usually end up gossiping. He also suggests you two ditch work and find something fun to do, (much to kunikida’s dismay) sometimes he suggests… work inappropriate things

“You know, y/n, we can go upstairs to the storage room and I can relieve your stress there~*wink*”

if remarks like that bother you, he doesn’t dare say that, he doesn’t wanna piss you off even more. But if you DO like those remarks, well—I don’t have to spell it out for you(pun intended)

Would make you go with him on cases just to slack off

Now, I know usually when Dazai “slacks off” on cases he actually IS working, but this time he actually is just slacking off just to cheer you up, but he tells you that you’re both trying to catch the culprit sneakily~ so you don’t question him. Knowing Dazai though he probably made a plan to cheer you up while simultaneously solving the case or catching the culprit

Now, Dazai would love to take you out on a formal date right now, buy you stuff and all that, but he’s broke. as always. So, no fancy dinners for you unfortunately, it’s not like you were expecting it lol

but since he’s been dating you he’s been trying to save his money more. trying.

He still takes you on a date though, just not a regular one. Is anything regular with him?

he knows just where to hide from work find fun hidden places, like abandoned buildings and sometimes tells you the history of those places (most of which he makes up on the spot to make you laugh), it’s always so much fun, you completely forget you’re working.

hours pass as you two explore Yokohama, talk about various things, buy snacks and stuff which he sometimes pays for,

All this is necessary for the case he says, but in reality he’s just taking your mind off things

though sometimes you do end up solving the case, like that time you accidentally ran into a culprit when you were visiting the Ramen Museum (yes, there is a ramen museum in Yokohama. Look it up!)

Sometimes when you’re out investigating without him, he ‘conveniently’ runs into you and helps you solve whatever it is you’re doing

This time you were trying to solve the robbery of a luxury jewelry store, the details were so confusing and it was stressing you out, having to talk with incompetent cops who weren’t listening and going back and forth with them was exhausting, suddenly Dazai appears and you hope he isn’t just here to tease you or something

“Ah! Y/N! What a surprise!” “Hm? What’s this? Oh! Are you having troub-“

“Dazai, please don’t bother me right now, I’m exhausted.”

He steps back and assesses the situation putting his right hand on his chin,

“Don’t worry Y/n~ I’m here to rescue you.” He says with a smile on his face

He goes and talks to the cops, after a few minutes he comes back and looks at you with a smile

“We can go now~ I asked the cops for the details and figured it was the store manager the whole time! but, you already figured that out right Y/n?”

“Let’s talk about this somewhere else, I wanna get out of here.”

“Right! Then, how about we go get lunch, hm?”

You let out and sigh and nod

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

“Say ahhh~~” he says as he holds a dumpling to your mouth

“Ahhhh” You open your mouth and he pops it in,

Being mentally exhausted, it’s nice having your boyfriend treat you, I’m definitely not projecting

“So, you already knew it was the manager, but the cops weren’t buying it?”

“Yeah, they were being so stupid, it was clearly him since the cameras were conveniently cut off and he was the only one in the store at the time, also, there were so many other things and—ugh, my head’s starting to hurt again..” he holds your drink to your mouth and you sip

“Don’t think about them anymore Bella, focus on the flavor of this drink.” He says cheerfully

“Mmm… It’s fruity,” like y’all lmao

After lunch, you two head back to the agency and surprisingly, Dazai actually did the report for once! he would’ve tried making atsushi do it but he wasn’t there lol

Dazai actually does do paperwork when he deems it important, so when he saw how tired you were he knew he had to do it

Not having much left to do, you finish your work and wait for dazai on the couch, you sit there eating some snacks he bought you until he’s finally done

“Y/n~ we can go now.” He says as he pulls you up from your seat and places a quick kiss on your lips, making you giggle

You both leave the agency and head back home, Dazai wrapping an arm around you the whole walk home.

~ ~ ~

As soon as you walk through the door of your apartment you immediately head to the shower, you wanna go to bed already

Few minutes pass and your out the shower, Dazai has two cups of instant ramen ready, you smile at the gesture

You two talk while eating, him making you laugh with his jokes and stories, after you two finish eating you head to bed and snuggle up to each other. Dazai massage your scalp with his short nails, kissing you every so often,

“Hey, Y/n,” he said with a raspy voice

You open your eyes to look at him “mm.. what is it?”

He grabs your head with both hands, kissing your lips tenderly “I love you, goodnight” you giggle softly “Hmhm, I love you too Osamu, and goodnight” you hug him and eventually you two fall asleep in each others arms. :,)

The end

Hope you enjoyed:)

My requests are open

#dazai x reader #yosano x reader #dazai headcanons #yosano headcanons #bungo stray dogs x you #bungo stray dogs #dazai x y/n #dazai hcs #yosano hcs #dazai x reader hcs #bsd sfw #bsd x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #dazai x fem reader #yosano x fem reader #bsd x fem!reader #bsd x female reader #bsd hcs

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cheapsugar · 7 months ago

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ONE SHOT 01. vil x idia title: konami romance contains: fluff, playing video games summary: idia's playing his favorite mmorpg. vil decides he wants to try too. note: very clearly came up with a little... parody? of ffxiv here. but, please know i know nothing about that game so i took creative liberties! i hope you like it! this will be uploaded to ao3 as well.

Despite his ever busy schedule, Vil always made sure to dedicate at least one day nearly entirely to Idia every week. A sort of arrangement that Vil was quite surprised to hear Idia have some reservations about. The "loner otaku" didn't want to be so alone after all. Having someone else to care for, for what must've felt like the first time in so long, Idia had found himself really wanting to just... be around Vil.

It was incredibly sweet, Vil had to admit. And he did feel bad about having to squeeze time between the school week to see him, resulting in maybe two? Three hours a few days a week? It's something they're still both working on.

So, it's quite a surprise when Vil finds himself just... sitting on Idia's bed. Alone. He's flipping idly through a magazine filled with anime and manga news, all in a language he can't understand, keeping himself mildly busy as Idia begged to just play a little bit of Last Fantasies XIV. He had gone on about some sort of event going on... "raids" was a word used a few times, "limited edition armor"...?

He wasn't really sure. But what he was sure of was that he was unequivocally bored. Vil contemplated demanding Idia turn the game off, but... he knew he couldn't do it. Looking at his flame haired boyfriend, there was just so much sadness in his life... in the way he moved... Vil found it increasingly difficult to snuff out his happiness.

Fine. He's gone soft, but only for Idia. Something he does his best to hide when he's around others. But, in the privacy of Idia's room, Vil doesn't feel the need to put up a front.

At the end of the day, he just wanted to keep that genuine smile going for as long as he could. That's what he gets, he supposed, for playing the hero.

Eh, this wasn't a bad "consequence". If it even was one.

Closing the magazine, he turns until he's resting on his knees in the other's direction. "Idia." Vil called out, but his dear boyfriend had his headphones on. With a sigh, he calls out again. "Idia!"

"H-Huh?!" Idia pulls one side of his headphone away from his ear, eyes wide as he looks over at Vil.

"You know, it's incredibly rude to have your boyfriend over and then proceed to ignore him!" Vil starts. And this seems to make Idia cower just a bit in his seat, an apologetic look on his face.

"Ah, S-Sorry..." He pulls his headphones down to hang around his neck. "It's just this event is loaded with quality loot! I mean, my character is already pretty OP but it never hurts to add more stats, hehehe."

Idia sits up straighter, excitement leaking through his voice. "Usually, I hate playing with newbies, but this time I'm joining every open party I find! And if they're too slow to find the chests in time, that's on them! I'm teaching them a valuable lesson about the MMORPG world!"

All of that flew right over Vil's head, but he finds himself smiling somewhat anyways. He could tell that Idia wasn't being the nicest player around, but he wasn't going to chastise him for that. It was just a game, after all. And, anyways, shouldn't one do everything they can to better themselves?

Vil looks at the holographic screen, seeing Idia's character obediently standing there. He can also see people whizzing by to and fro, chat bubbles on the edge of the screen and the clearing they all seemed to be in.

"I'd like to try." Vil says, looking back at Idia. But he was surprised with what he was met with. "What's with that face?!"

"That face" was Idia staring at Vil, controller gripped tightly as Idia's eyes widen. His mouth was agape... Vil wasn't sure if he was breathing...?

"You..." Idia sounded almost breathless. "...You want to try out the game with me?"

"Yes...?"

There's more silence between them as Idia clearly takes time to process this. "...Seriously?"

Vil doesn't even have the ability to feel annoyed, Idia's reaction was quite humorous. A bit of a laugh leaves him as he moves to stand up, making his way to Idia. "Yes, Idia! Seriously!"

And that seemed to do the trick! Idia starts shuffling in his seat, finally fixing his god awful hunched posture as he reached a hand to his headphones to turn off the Bluetooth function. And just like that, Vil can hear the audio of the game fill up the room. He continues to watch as Idia finally seems to settle. Surprisingly, blue tips turn a soft pink as Idia clearly seems to be mulling something over.

Timidly, and after a swallow, a hand motions to the spot between his legs. "You um... you can sit here. The chair's pretty roomy so..." The sentence trails off.

Vil smiles, bending over to give Idia a quick kiss on the cheek. This makes the pink tips that much more brighter. Good, that's what he wanted.

Carefully, Vil takes the spot Idia offered and settles back into his boyfriend. He wasn't the type to admit it, but, he likes being held. And Idia seemed to like doing the holding. Vil takes a moment to admire the way the blues and pinks of Idia's hair seem to engulf him as well. It was gorgeous, Vil never shied away from reminding Idia of that. Fingers reach for a strand, twirling it momentarily, before he felt Idia's nose brush up against the side of his face.

"Mm, I can get used to this." Vil speaks. He feels Idia nod. Idia brings the controller over and in front of Vil, motioning for Vil to take a hold of it. When he does, Idia places his hands over his.

"So, this is Last Fantasies XIV. TLDR: you wake up in Lindow, one of the three villages that take up the continent of Erostey. The last thing you remember is fighting a hooded figure. Currently, we still don't know who these hooded figures are. The developers update the game about every few months and with each update we get more and more of the story." Idia starts, before using his thumb to make Vil move the character over to a large sign post.

"For the time being, you need money and XP. So you join the Explorers Guild and start to do things like Quests, Raids and Tasks. Quests pertain to things that effect the story of the game, Raids are basically for grinding and Tasks help you gain coin. This sign post is basically how you trigger them."

Vil nods, eyebrows furrowing a bit. "Okay..." He says. "So... I'm assuming these hooded figures are the bad guys?"

"Yeah. At least, that's what the forums think." Idia uses his fingers to move Vil around again, taking him towards the village square. "They attack you and your party randomly during Raids. Noobs go down pretty quickly because of them. But I can handle a whole group of them all by myself." Idia's unique, conceited laugh bubbles out again.

Prior to getting with Idia, If you had told Vil that one day he would find someone bragging about their little virtual character in a game attractive, he wouldn't have believed you. But things are different now. He adored when Idia oozed confidence. And it helped that his snarky comments weren't directed at him half as much as they used to be.

"Oh! Uh, sorry, you... do you want to create your own character? We'll have to make you a new account—"

"Wait." Vil started, looking over his shoulder at Idia the best he could. "You made this character?"

"Um, yes...? You usually do for MMORPGs." A small breath of a laugh. "How could I expect a normie like you to know that..."

Vil lets that one slide. For now, at least. Idia knew for every "normie" he threw at Vil, Vil adds another "face mask night" in the proverbial jar.

"Can I see them more up close?"

He suddenly feels Idia tense up behind him. "Uh..." Another nervous noise. Which... actually isn't something that's too out of the ordinary for Idia. But, the context of the situation did raise a bit of questions in Vil. "Don't you want to just get in to playing? My character is pretty strong, so it should be easy for you."

"Okay? But, I want to get a look first." Vil turns his head back towards the screen, stepping the character more into the open. "I haven't played many video games, but creating a character has always been my favorite part. I want to see what you did."

Now, if he remembered correctly, he believed... yes the right analog stick moves the camera around! And now to zoom in all he needed to do was tip it forward and... oh!

What stood in front of him was a beautiful elven-like man. Blonde shoulder length hair framed a sharp face, features carefully placed and entirely modelesque. Piercing violet eyes looked back at him, the color much more vibrant against the soft purple eye shadow and sharp liner. Lips were delicately painted with a dark lipstick, his neutral face alone could strike down anyone.

Vil blinked as he realized he was looking at... himself?!

His lips were already starting to quirk up. "Idia... is this supposed to be..."

He didn't even have to finish his sentence as pink suddenly engulfed him. Idia's hands retract to cover his face, a groan escaping him. "Y-You weren't supposed to see that...!"

The smile finally graces Vil's face before a light laugh escapes. "Are you embarrassed? There's hardly any reason to be." He turns, sitting sideways on his lap to get a look at him. "This is very flattering. And... Seven, really really endearing."

Slender fingers separate as topaz colored eyes are seen between them. "Y-You're just saying that! It's... it's totally creepy!"

"Oh, come now! What did I say about putting words in my mouth?" He leans over, kissing the back of Idia's hand. He's met with Idia's surprised gaze. "I meant what I said. I am sincerely flattered."

Idia slowly lowers his hands, the pout still on his face as his cheeks and hair remained a soft pink. Like this, Vil takes the opportunity to lean over to give him a proper kiss. Quick but sweet.

"How did you do it?" Vil asks.

This somehow seems to fluster Idia all over again, who reaches over to pull his hood over his head. Thankfully, not enough to hide his face completely.

"...U-Using the... the selfies you sent me." He says, voice shaky and small. "It took me about an hour. I um, have a folder of your selfies on the cloud, so I was basically looking through them all..."

Vil's eyes light up. "You have a folder of my selfies?" That's... ugh, can Idia get any more... cute?! He made him feel like a silly little middle school boy, warm fluttery insides and happy heart skips.

He's already reaching over for Idia's secondary holographic screen, having gotten comfortable with understanding how to maneuver it. Of course, only at a basic level. The right level to know how to look through files.

"V-Vil!? Hey! W-What are you doing?" Idia's already attempting to take control of the screen himself.

"I'm looking for this folder, of course! Now, do you have it saved under my name? Or have you decided to use a pet name for it instead?" Vil asks, letting out a small laugh when Idia finally manages to swat the screen away from Vil.

"T-That isn't—Didn't you want to try my game?!" Idia's tone is nearly desperate, but Vil can see a smile pulling at the corner of his lips. "Let's focus on that!"

Well... Vil supposed he had to accept defeat, didn't he? For now, at least. "Okay, fine, fine." He shuffles until they're back to their previous position. This time, Vil takes one of Idia's hands and attempts to guide it over so Idia could be holding him. Thankfully, Idia got the message loud and clear, as he wraps both arms around Vil's middle.

He drops his forehead onto Vil's shoulder, letting out a slow breath. Vil could see his hair steadily going back to normal.

"You're going to be the death of me one day...!" Idia says.

"But what a lovely way to go, isn't it?"

He could hear the smile in Idia's tone as he says, "if the Seven decide to be in my favor for once."

Vil hums before holding the control better in his hand, thumb on the right analog stick as he attempts to put the camera where it was before. "Okay. What do I do now?"

#twst #vil schoenheit #idia shroud #vilidia #idiavil #vildia #so many different names trying to cover my bases!#my writing

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