#ask: sweetchildcloud

[sugurufic]

Yello idk if your request are open but I'm into Gojo and Geto and wanted to ask what are their reaction with a clingy,paranoid and snuggle SO?

Like they're SO loves to cling at them in the morning by the waist with their legs wrapped or holding their hands everything they walk together ❤️

Thank u and sorry for disturbing you

Them with a clingy SO (separately) Gojo

I think Gojo would enjoy a clingy SO, and might just return their clinginess. It’s endearing to a point it’s annoying everyone around them. If his partner wants to touch him or have contact with him all the time, he’s gonna make sure that you guys are touching in some way or the other - be it a hand on your back or your knee, holding hands or the other way around your hand on his back or on his knee or on his arm as you go about mundane tasks. Hugging him from behind as he does anything around the house, following him like a tail. I can definitely seeing him returning the same energy - his head on your shoulder (or the top of your head, if you’re short) while you’re throwing the clothes into the washing machine or cooking something. 

I imagine him setting up the alarm a little 15-20 mins prior to the time you guys have to wake up just to get in some extra sleepy cuddles and enjoying each others warmth.

In case you can’t be together physically, you guys would always text each other little updates of the day - even the most mundane things like drinking water (it’s a lot for some of ya’ll dehydrated folks, i’m aware), or trying a new workout routine, or reaching your destination… you get the point.

Even if you aren’t doing things together, being in the same room or sitting on the couch together with your thighs touching as you do your own work or scroll through your phone. It’s a comfortable silence. Sneaking in cuddle sessions during break times that might just extend a little long if either of you is feeling needy, randomly leaving kisses on the cheeks, neck, knuckles or even each other’s palms. 

He likes that you need him just as he needs you, that you are a person he can always depend on in case of any turmoil. If you are a grade 1 or special grade sorcerer, it’s like cherry on top because you can also understand the pressure on him to be the strongest, the protector of all without him having to say too many words. I feel like during the extra snuggle time he would be the most vulnerable and open to you, talking about his struggles with loneliness (satosugu breakup as well), his unfiltered opinions about everyone, his fears, his declarations of love. 

Gojo is brash, and he can be like that with his partner at times, but that wouldn’t be intentional - and I feel like he’s the type to apologise with kisses and hugs with his sincere words of apology.

Gojo with a clingy SO is perfect 10/10

Geto

Geto is the charmer of the two, he has an expansive vocabulary and knows how to use it well. I feel like he’d enjoy having clingy SO as long as they aren’t too clingy in public. Teen!Geto will love a clingy SO, but Cult Leader!Geto has an image to maintain and you don’t get to be clingy with him during long hours of the day - barely any texts or calls, although you will have way too many pictures with him - of him kissing you, you kissing him, of your hugs, of you holding hands.

Talking about Teen!Geto - he’d be flattered to have to cling to him for emotional support - be it holding hands, constantly texting you, accepting and giving kisses. He loves the way you love him, how your snuggle sessions just manage to slip past the curfew time, how you linger in his arms for a good while before waking up.

He’d be just as clingy if either one of you was about to be sent on a mission, with too many kisses all over and hugs that you melt right into and cuddles with all limbs crossed over. It’s like you are trying to become one person, never wanting to leave with the uncertainty that being a sorcerer brought. Same would be after returning from missions - following the other with at least pinkies intertwined while reporting or getting freshened up.

PICTURES! He’d send pictures if he’s the one on the mission, and if you’re the one sent on a mission he’d be glues to his flip phone like it’s your hand - immediately responding to any of your updates or pictures.

Cult Leader!Suguru loves spending time with his family, who loved them just as much. You are a part of that family, but he loves you differently. If it’s just his family, he doesn’t mind you being clingy at all. In fact, he might even encourage you sitting close to him, or on his lap, or with his arm holding you close. It’s like he's trying to save your touch for later when he’s busy conducting sermons to invite newer monkeys to get their money. 

When it’s just the two of you, these snuggle sessions might turn into moments of shared vulnerability, a confession of fears and plans and desires, and just recharging social batteries. It’s his favourite part of his day, and he absolutely loves it when you plead him in the mornings to stay a little longer - he’ll tell those monkeys that he was having a vision that he had to listen to - and they believe his pretty words pretty easily.

You having his location on your phone doesn’t phase him at all, because he has your location with him all the time. He loves knowing that you want to be with him at all times, but this is the best you two can do sometimes. Facetime whenever possible, texts full of longing when the separation is too long. Having a small sample of each other’s perfume to spray on pillowcases pretending to be the other one - falling asleep on facetime.

Geto with a clingy SO is cute, but might not be able to respond to your clinginess all the time so 7/10

A/N: thank you for this ask, i loved writing this!

[satisfiedskye]

stan getting hit by the omisexual flag? ��˶˙ᯅ˙˶)꜆

✨ for you

[nessieartss]

Nothing I just wanted to say that I love your sibling us and matter of fact I created my own peaceful au of jujutsu kaizen some time ago were everywone is alive and Choso,Sukuna are the protective brothers of Yuji.

And nothing just wanted to share I guess

Hi! Thank you so much thats really sweet of you 😭 yeah in this house everyone's alive and happy

[nicholas-wolfwood]

Omg you're so cute!! A cat version of Nico? So precious! Can I.. pet you? If u want I don't want to be uncomfortable or unpleasant for you *I say with an awkward smile and being shy*

"Do I LOOK like a goddamn pettin' zoo?! Fuck off!" The undertaker grumbles to himself, fishing in his pockets for another cigarette. Hm. At this rate, he's going to be going through them faster than usual...

"....Ugh. Fine. You can touch ONCE. But only for a pack of smokes in return!" Just one. He can handle that, if it means prolonging his fix.

[illegal-spiegel]

Hi its always me if it it's ok then only ..some vash reassuring me or hugging me? Like a brother if u want,sorry for the ask that I have done before srry

With Spike being so tall, he loves to give you hugs because you just end up drowning in him. His torso, arms, scent, all of him. You're the perfect height for hugging, he says. He loves to just hold you close and run his hand over your head or rub your back. Sometimes he just wants to stay like that for a while, especially if either of you have had a bad day.

[kiwicopia]

MDNI | Themetober: Warmth

Incubus!Gojo x Warlock!Male!Reader

CW: spell gone wrong, mentions of deal making, power siphoning via sex, hickeys, marking, bottom!Gojo, cock rubbing, anal prep, tail fucking, creampie.

tags: @sweetchildcloud

Themetober Masterlist

Accidents weren’t uncommon when it came to new spells, however, they were typically ones that caused issues on a level so miniscule that it could be overlooked. This particular spell, sadly, had the opposite effect, and you were left dumbfounded when staring at an incubus rather than an imp, which you originally intended to conjure up. Still, this little mishap wasn’t without its own reward—one that ended up satisfying both parties.

Like clockwork, he appeared yet again at the stroke of midnight. Conjuring him one time had made it incredibly easy for the incubus to simply come to you himself. “Your scent is all that I need,” he once told you. Still, it amazed you that a creature from a different dimension could track you on scent alone, and with such ease. 

“Does it not tire you to see me so often?” You asked, watching as the creature prepared himself on your bed. “Surely your body must require rest in-between our nightly sessions?” The incubus flashed a devilish grin before chuckling, and his head gave a slow shake as he beckoned you forth with a clawed finger. 

Once close enough, Gojo reached out and pulled your naked form down on top of him. His lips latched onto your neck, gently sucking as the tip of his tongue circled against the flesh. Your head tilted to the side as you groaned softly from the pleasure that it gave you, and you slowly rutted your hips against his. 

A low growl rumbled in the incubus’ throat, causing him to nip at the skin he sucked on when feeling your cock sliding against his own. The pleasure from it was delicious, and he craved more—just as he always did from these sessions. With one of his hands gripping your shoulder, the other slid around to the back of your neck, pulling you flush against his chest. 

Your hips never ceased their movement, still humping against him at a slow pace, drawing another growl from his throat. Gojo’s cock twitched as arousal leaked from his angry tip, only to be smeared in-between both phalluses. The incubus knew you were teasing, as you always did, but now was not the time for it. Not when he desired you so badly tonight. 

A shaky breath fell from your lips, hot breath fanning against his pointed ear as his hand left your shoulder and wrapped around your dick. Your movements ceased, hips freezing on the spot before following along as he shifted his hand down to his ass, smearing your arousal against his awaiting hole. After he did that, you slid a hand down and used the precum to slip a finger inside, then two, and slowly prepped him for entry. 

Gojo moaned against your neck, his canines pinching the flesh as your fingers scissored inside him, and he couldn’t help but grind his hips upward, rubbing his cock against your abdomen as you pushed a third digit inside. Your fingers stretched him out, little by little, causing him to nip and suck on your neck even harder—to the point a visible mark could be seen. 

Once the preparation was complete, you leaned back on your legs and stared down at the incubus. His half-lidded, lustful gaze and the way his tongue poked out between his lips made your dick twitch, and as you leaned back down again, your hands carefully eased his legs back. Gojo moved his arms behind his knees, holding his legs up and out of the way as you lined your tip against his hole before easing the head inside. 

It was more than the pressure three fingers gave, but the creature endured, having leaned his head back against the pillow as your cock slowly, but surely, stuffed him. Oh, he missed this feeling—at least with you. Sexual pleasure was his natural sustenance and he thrived off of it with others, but with you, it felt different. It was a comforting warmth like no other, and the incubus would be damned if he let something like that slip from his claws. 

His legs rested over your shoulders as your hips began to move, slowly easing yourself in and out of his hole. “Still so tight, even after all of these sessions,” you muttered. His tail flicked across the bed beneath him, smacking against your thighs teasingly before sliding up and prodding against your hole, teasing it with the tip. 

“You’re just as tight,” he teased. Gojo’s tail soon eased inside of you, wiggling against your walls the further he got. A moan fell from your lips, and you pressed your face into the crook of his neck while now slamming into him. The incubus matched your moan, the sound having a slight growl to it as his claws raked down your back, scratching the flesh with every repeated thrust as you fucked into him. 

The movements of his tail matched your own, fucking you at the same pace you did him. The tip slammed against your prostate, just as your cock did his, and you both groaned at the sudden flood of pleasure that swept over your bodies. Again, and again, and again—it was fucking heavenly, just as all sessions were. 

The closer you came to your release, the more you felt that familiar tingling of power that came from the creature and seeped into your bones. It was part of a deal that had been made after accidentally conjuring him up from his dimension. An incubus needed sex as a means to live and, well, you couldn’t turn down the power that could be siphoned from him and used for other spells. Still, you had expected to be the one in Gojo’s place, not him, but it didn’t matter. You both got what you wanted in the end each and every time. 

Your cock twitched as you pistoned into him one final time, spilling yourself inside of him. At the same time, Gojo came undone, with his cum having spurted out along your abdomen and up your chest. The incubus closed his eyes and eased his tail out of your ass while you rode out your high, thrusting slowly whilst kissing along his neck. 

Honestly, it was a good deal to the creature. Getting fucked for once, despite this being the umpteenth session with you, felt so good. It wasn’t like with any other mortal or supernatural being. It was a warmer, cozier feeling; it was something akin to a home he couldn’t remember the last time having. The pads of his clawed fingers gently ran along the marks he made across your back, causing your body to tense. 

You were like a home he had been searching for, despite this being merely a contractual agreement. Something that the incubus wouldn’t let slip away. 

[candy69gurl]

i was thinking a jjk req.

the reader is shy and kind but one day as they were pushed towards his limits and saw Yuji hurt,they lost it so they true power pops outs,they become more derangered,crazy,bloodthirtsy as they slash the head off of the enemy and did a mass genocide of their opponent and they laughed isterically covered in blood with a toothy sharp smile like this?

and they basycally become more fast and stronger

(idk this is more based on my jjk sona but...i hope its okay?)

Unstoppable

Yuji Itadori x gn!reader

Warnings- mentions of violence (fight with curse)

wc- 1.5k

Tags- @sweetchildcloud @rabbidbunwy

Your concerns prove to be prophetic. The Special Grade Cursed Spirit regroups, reemerging with renewed vigor. This time, it's bearing an even darker countenance, lunging with a vengeance. Unable to react in time, Yuji gets knocked unconscious by its unrelenting onslaught.

Helplessness floods you as you watch Yuji collapse under the Cursed Spirit's brutal attack. Fear gives way to determination, driving you to action.

You could vaguely hear their conversations as they passed by. They spoke of all sorts of things—the current status of the curse and how the first semester of school was going for them. Nothing overly interesting, but nothing to complain about either.

However, someone caught up to you quickly and walked along with you.

“Hey.”

You looked over to see a tall guy with strawberry blonde hair walking alongside you.

“Hi,” you mumbled, feeling your cheeks flush slightly at his sudden appearance.

“I heard you’re the new kid on campus—Y/N, right?” Yuji asked, smiling warmly as he walked beside you.

“Yeah,” you confirmed, still not used to hearing yourself admit such a thing out loud.

“Well, don’t worry too much. You’re among friends here,” he continued with a reassuring grin. "I'm Yuji Itadori, by the way. And we're in the same class, so we'll be seeing a lot of each other. You can come to me if you ever need help or just want to chat, alright?"

Yuji's hand brushed against yours briefly, giving it a gentle squeeze before letting go. He had a friendly demeanour that put you at ease, making it hard to ignore the butterflies in your stomach. Your cheeks felt warmed once again, and you found it difficult to meet his gaze. You managed to muster a forced smile in response.

"Thanks, Yuji... I really appreciate that. I'm still getting used to all of this." You gestured towards the school, trying to hide your nerves behind a polite facade.

As the weeks went by, you and Yuji grew increasingly comfortable with each other. The once-strained atmosphere transformed into an environment of easy camaraderie and mutual understanding. Sharing laughter, tears, joys, and fears, you began to feel a bond unlike any other.

Today, after a particularly grueling training session, you were hanging out with Yuji. The city lights flickered below, casting a prismatic glow upon both of you.

"You know…" Yuji started softly, shifting to turn onto his side to face you

"We're getting pretty close now, huh?" He asked, his eyes reflecting the twinkle of stars overhead.

"Yeah..." Your fingers hesitated before seeking out his hand and intertwining your fingers with his. "It feels like...we're unstoppable together, you know?" You whispered, glancing at Yuji's hand that now rested securely in yours. The warmth from his touch made its way up your arm, spreading throughout your entire body.

"Unstoppable," he repeated thoughtfully, tilting his head slightly.

"I like that," Yuji murmured, leaning closer to you, "you know Y/N, I don't want to lose you. Never"

You looked at his eyes, his eyes sparkled with love, "I don't want to lose you either"

"Y/N, I promise I will always protect you", he moved a strand of your hair from your face. Your lips were mere inches apart when the sweet moment between you and Yuji was abruptly interrupted by a blood-curdling scream echoing through the night air. You exchanged panicked glances before springing into action, charging towards the source of the piercing sound.

Upon reaching the location of the scream, you and Yuji found a small child, who was in the verge of death. A special grade cursed spirit, with its twisted, tendril-like limbs writhed about, wrapping the child.

Terror overwhelmed you as you beheld the horrific sight. The little child, trapped within the sinister, grasping tendrils of the Special Grade Cursed Spirit. As you retreated, fear etched every line of your features, tears streaming down your cheeks.

The sheer magnitude of the threat hit you like a ton of bricks. This was your first encounter with a Cursed Spirit - no amount of education or training could've prepared you for the raw horror of it. Tears streamed freely down your face as fear seized your heart.

Yuji, however, remained stoic, his gaze fixed firmly on the terrifying beast before him.

"Stay back!" Yuji barked, already preparing to engage the monster. He activated his cursed technique, and his eyes gleamed with determination as he lunged forward. His fists connected with the massive creature, sending shock waves through its form. The child managed to escape it's grip, running away from the area as soon as he could, crying for his mom.

From a safe distance, you watched in terror as Yuji fought valiantly against the monstrous curse. His fists lashed out with incredible speed and power, cracking the ground beneath him. Yet, the creature seemed unfazed by his assault.

Despite your overwhelming fear, you wished desperately to assist Yuji. You knew that standing idle while he risked his life would be irresponsible. However, paralyzing dread gripped your body, holding you back. Sweat dripped down his forehead as he continued to strike the massive entity.

In the midst of the battlefield, the air shimmered with the intensity of Yuji's battle against the colossal Cursed Spirit. Each punch sent tremors rippling through the earth as he tirelessly sought to free the trapped child. His cursed technique radiated power, painting the air with a blue aura.

Against this relentless onslaught, the creature's form quivered, yet it did not falter completely.

The air around Yuji grew thick with anticipation as he readied his ultimate move. With a swift motion, he darted forward in a blur, utilizing his Black Flash technique.

His movements became a blur, leaving streaks of distorted air in his wake. The Cursed Spirit was caught off guard, struggling to keep up with his rapid attacks. Witnessing this display left you in awe, even amidst the terror.

For a brief moment, hope sparked in your heart. Just as Yuji landed a devastating blow, the enemy's remaining tendrils recoiled, vanishing into the shadows. The freed child lay unconscious on the ground, narrowly escaping death.

Your heart pounded wildly in relief as Yuji staggered back, panting heavily from the exertion. He collapsed onto one knee, a mixture of satisfaction and exhaustion etching his features.

"Are you okay?" you asked him.

"I'm fine," Yuji managed, forcing a brave smile despite the strain evident in his voice. But the curse's swift strike left him comatose.

Closing your eyes tightly, you summon the courage to fight. Drawing from the lessons learned at Jujutsu High, you focused on the curse, attempting to channel your powers to aid Yuji.

The newfound resolve surges through your veins, pushing away the fear that have previously paralyzed you. With a deep breath, you focus intently on the Cursed Spirit, determine to aid Yuji.

As the enemy draws near, your cursed energy ignites, it surges into your katana. The demonic essence within you seethes, fueling a thirst for destruction. Like a frenzied predator, you unleash your power upon the Cursed Spirit. Your once-friendly features contorts into a ghastly, bloodthirsty visage as you swing your weapon, decapitating it with a single stroke.

Blood dripping from your teeth, staining your smile crimson as you laugh maniacally. "That's what you get bad for attacking innocent people," you cackle maniacally, showering the area with gore as you continue your rampage. Your laughter echoes eerily through the silent night, punctuated by the sickening crunch of each blow.

Finally, exhausted, you collapse to the ground, panting heavily. Purple Blood paints your hands and clothes, creating a gruesome tableau. Your laughter subsides, replaced by heavy breathing as the adrenaline begins to wear off. A wave of guilt and horror sweeps over you, washing away the madness. Your eyes lock with Yuji's unconscious form on the ground, and remorse floods your heart.

"Y-Yuji…" you manage, reaching out tentatively to touch his chest, checking for any signs of life.

Thankfully, Yuji stirrs slightly, his eyelids fluttering weakly. Relief washes over you as you realized he was still alive.

"Y-Yuji!" You cry out, squeezing his hand gently. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to do that... But we couldn't let those monsters hurt you again..."

He opens his eyes slowly, gazing at you with confusion and concern.

"Y/N..."

Relief floods Yuji's expression as he recognizes your efforts to save him. Gratefulness wells up within him, culminating in a tender smile.

"You...you saved me..." He murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper. His eyes turn teary, "Sorry I couldn't protect you."

"No," you shake your head, wiping away a stray tear, "it's part of the job... protecting each other."

He pulls you close, and as he does, you feel a warmth spreading from your core outwards.

"Thank you..." Yuji whispers, his lips brushing against yours in an intimate gesture filled with gratitude and affection.

The kiss deepens, fervent yet gentle. The lingering scent of battle hangs heavy in the air, but it only serves to heighten the intensity of the moment. Passionate, yet gentle, Yuji's kiss leaves you breathless. In this embrace, all outside stimuli fades away, leaving only you two.

Drawing back slightly, Yuji gazes lovingly into your eyes. "You're amazing, Y/N," his voice is husky, laced with emotion.

"Thank you, Yuji," you respond, "I am nothing without your support"

"Together we are unstoppable, Y/N", his forehead touching yours. The moonlight cast a soft glow upon your faces as you share a loving look, your hearts beating in unison.

"Always by your side, Y/N," Yuji promises fervently, leaning in for another tender kiss.

This time, the kiss is slow and deliberate, filled with love and appreciation. It lingers, fueled by the strength of your bond. When he finally breaks away, he smiles softly.

"We're going to be the strongest duo".

[bwaveq]

Ask: do u do ..request? Just some reassuring vash and wolfwood if u want like the reader is really down if u want of course - @sweetchildcloud

Tw: swearing, mentions of s*ucide, panic attacks(?), drinking, death

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Vash

• Vash hated seeing you in such low spirits especially if you weren't fond of showing it. You've told him before how you felt about expressing emotions in front of others, but when it was around him you felt scared. Not only was it embarrassing, but it was also scary to find out how'd he treat the situation. You know he means no harm, you just weren't sure what he'd say.

Walking with slow strokes of steps along the sandy dunes the suns from above were no help to your situation. You felt lost seeming to comfort yourself you slowly wrap your arms around your torso, as the slow drags of your feet stagger holding back a sob in your dry parched throat.

You couldn't understand how hard you tried, why were you acting this way? Was it the guilt you held not being able to save those hopeful kid's back from the town you and your group were walking a distance from? The priceless faces those children held knowing that they were finally going to live a fulfilling life, for them to pass away by the hands of your enemy.

How could you do this. You could never forgive yourself for what you've done. You could've done something, you could've prevented this from happening. What is wrong with you?? You're nothing but a walking sorry excuse. The light from their eyes draining within second's on their little beds of wool, hands cold to the touch as they were murdered in cold blood.

Knees hitting the soft pools of sand below you, choked out broken sobs were nothing but cracked yells of agony. It's too much to bare if only i could've done something to save those kids.

Everything seemed to be muffled as nothing were to be heard but screams and gasp's, your heart felt like it was going to shatter your head throbbing as you continued to scream. Bloodied hands hitting the sand below you, your forehead pressed itself upon the searing crushed rocks of warmth. Yelling out never ending apologies to nothing but the sand underneath your faltering figure.

"Im so sorry! Forgi—ve me!!!"

I'ts all your fault I'ts all your fault I'ts all your fault

I'ts all your fault I'ts all your fault I'ts all your fault

I'ts all your fault I'ts all your fault I'ts all your fault

I'ts all your fault I'ts all your fault I'ts all your fau-

Sudden rushed steps were to be heard coming towards you not bothering to look up as the thoughts grew louder and louder the grip you hold onto your shirt was tight enough to tear it, only if it were paper. Screaming out apologies Vash clashes onto his knees in front of you to embrace your shaking form, cradling your head close to his chest with a hand securely holding the back.

"Hey! Hey! You're ok, it's ok!" Voice filled with reassurance and panic not sure what's happening he continues holding you in a tight but gentle hold as the other's look back to witness what's going on deciding to keep their space, faces filled with empathy.

" I killed them!! I killed them all!!" Sucking in gasps of air only for it to be blown back out with sob's the blonde cradles your form, fleshy fingers rubbing along the top of your back trying to bring comfort.

"Nono! You didn't, it's not your fault please do not blame yourself. You're ok everything's ok i promise!"

"How ca—n everything be ok??! H—OW?!" The wave of panic courses throughout your body as you try to push the male in front of you away, but to no avail you couldn't. His grip on you only tightening not to where he could harm you, but just to where he could hold you securely.

"Please believe me, it's not your fault..you did everything in your power to protect those kids! And i'd say you did a great job! Even..even though they're no longer with us..im sure of it they appreciated your care and presence.  You did nothing wrong so please do not blame it on yourself.. it was amazing enough for them to have that sort of experience...before they passed..i know how you feel and i understand your pain. They're in a better place now, those kids are now running around without a care in the world, they're safe. They're in good hands now.."

Taking in those word's you couldn't understand it, but the gentle tips of fingers grazing along your back brung you away from harmful thought's. Breath's still ragged it still was difficult to get it under control,

That was when Vash decided to take your cheek gently into his cold metallic hand. Even though the metal felt cold within a touch it still made you warm.

"Look at me, focus on me and only me. Breathe with me slowly.." You were forced to look at his face, you couldn't pull away even if you tried, because he wouldn't want you to take this on with yourself so with moments of reassurance & short breath's your breathing became slower and calmer as time went by.

Hands grabbing onto your own they lead your hands against his chest, feeling the beats of his drumming heart made your racing heart slow. Knowing that a beating heart was right in front of you, you have never felt calmer. Chest rising and falling his breath faintly brushes against your forehead as he guides you through these steps, baby blue eyes peering deep into your tired ones.

"There we go..one more time, hm?"

1..2..3 inhale

4..5..6 exhale

7..8..9 inhale

10..11..12 exhale

You felt calm, calmer than ever before you felt as if everything around you disappeared. No more pain, no more guilt. It's as if this person in front of you casted a spell. Feeling an urge to hug the blonde you slowly remove your hands from his chest pulling a confused expression from the other. that is until your hands rest against his back, arm's wrapping themselves around His figure.

No words were said as the wind started, blowing a faint breeze past the two of you the blonde's face molding into one of adoration & empathy, gently hugging you back with his chin resting against the crown of your head. Words rolling off his tongue in a soft spoken manner.

Maybe expressing your emotions isn't so bad.

Wolfwood

• It was a cheerful night at the nearby diner, drunkards laughing and clinking glasses yelling with joy. Yet, you were sitting in the farthest corner away from everyone else alone with alcoholic bottles some knocked over and spilt.

The lights above you dimmed as a show decided to come on where a woman came out with a stunning black dress that hugged her figure snuggly, you didn't bother sparing her a glance but you knew how beautiful she was when all of the attention was on her. Silence throughout the crowd the lady began singing into a microphone her voice silky like honey.

Your mind wondered, eyeing the glass bottles of alcohol taking one in your hand as you down the bottle. Not even a second went by before the beverage was swiped out of your hand, you were about to protest when an all too familiar figure stood in front of your table. Pitch black sun glasses, black suit, cig nestled between roughened lips, along with raven black hair.

"I knew i'd find you here, Needle Noggin was right for once."

Slowly blinking you'd stare at the male knowing it was Wolfwood, watching him take a swig of the alcoholic drink face quickly retorting to one of disgust.

"Eugh! Is this straight vodka? Hm.. who knew you drank this stuff."

"Haha..i thought it was obvious..i drank this stuff." In an drunken state your words were slurred as the male in front of you threw you a look, brow raised he lowers his sunglasses to get a better look at you throwing out a "sheesh." While examining you over.

"Looks like someone drank more than they can handle,  now when i realize it something is bothering you. You've never drank so much before ."

Pulling the seat out from underneath the round table, he places the cross he carried in against the wood walls setting himself down arm slung over the back of the chair, his leg resting over his other knee. You never knew how it felt like to deal with your emotions, for when these moments of lows you'd run away searching for anything to get rid of these feelings. Only for them to return stronger than ever.

"Mm i'd..like to think you're wrong, i drink all of the time. You just don't..don't see it." Sitting up in your chair the room starts to spin as you began to falter over the table only to be caught by a hand, looking up to see it came from Wolfwood. throwing you a concerned look he stands up from his seat continuing to hold you up, pressing your body weight onto his arm.

"I'd say your ways in drinking is unhealthy.. lets get ya home sweetheart."

"You can't talk..the way you smoke cigarettes right after another is unhealthy.."

"Fair."

Hoisting you up from off of his arm he swiftly catches you with his other beginning to reach his hand over to his weapon, called the punisher. You wondered how many people he has killed, whether they were innocent or not. You knew you couldn't say anything, it's not like you were any different.

Leaving the glass bottles upon the table, you had attempted picking one up for the road. Not sparing you a chance nicolas simply tugged you along making your drunken gaze meet the back of his head.

You stumbled as he walked along through the crowd with a hand pulling on yours, you felt warm simply fanning yourself with a wobbly hand as your eye caught sight of the singing woman before. It seemed as if everything was 10x brighter than it was when you stepped in this shabby diner, you shielded your eyes by looking down at your feet the man in front of you never letting go of your warm calloused hand.

Outside held a dark sky with the moons shining brightly down towards the quiet town, it was a beautiful night. The only error about it was the fact the air was humid. You stumbled on your feet vision giving out from time to time wondering how long you've been in that bar.

Before you knew it a hand rested lightly against the low of your back, as another hand grabbed your own seeming as if Wolfwood was examining it. You caught a glimpse of disappointment through his sunglasses while the other was taking in your bruised beat up hands.

"Im not here to hear your pity..or your lectures."

Glancing up at the black haired other you retrieve your hand from out of the male's grasp, he didn't seem to mind as you stood there on un even feet. In this situation the sand below your shoes wasn't helping either making you slowly crouch down stumblingly placing your bottom upon the sand letting out a deep sigh.

"I could've helped myself out of there..there was no point looking for me— ughh im—nso dizzy."

"What made you drink that much? Even as you said it earlier, you've never drank this much unless something happened."

Here we go, people butting into your business as if its their right to know. You simply shot him a lazy glare whilst still sitting on the ground, you weren't looking to argue or yell at Nicolas.

" it's really nothing Wood.. now if you'd excuse me this'll be...be my spot for toni—ght.." you really weren't looking forward to discussing anything right now, the thought of breaking down in front of Nicolas was not on your to do list. With groggy eyes you could only keep your gaze on the others golden brown shoes, noticing they weren't going to be moving a single inch.

"Leave me here. Go back to wherever you've walked..from."

"You sound mad"

"Maybe i am—so-swhat."

Silence fills your ears as neither of you continued the conversation. Knowing Wolfwood wouldn't be leaving anytime soon a sigh left your dry lips as you lazily place a hand underneath your chin to support it from underneath. An elbow resting upon your crossed legs gaze never leaving the ground.

"You know you can tell me anything, right?"

"..What."

"So what's botherin ya?, im not leaving until i get an answer out of those lips of yours." Lighting up a cigarette before sitting down in front of you, the undertaker looked at you with an expression that was telling you to go on. Even if you wanted to you just couldn't, you always saw your problems doable and that you could deal with them yourself. It felt like hours sitting there with Nicolas staring at you with his lit cigarette occasionally blowing puffs of smoke away from your person.

"...Mm i guess im just not my—self.. i can't really keep my..my emotions un—der control anymore."

As if on cue you could see tiny water droplets fall onto your leg, looking up to see where it might've came from the sky looked clearer than ever. Stars littered along the dark skies of never ending space it reminded you of how mysterious life and earth could be. You guess you've never had the time to look beyond of what you saw, you were just drowning in sorrow and rage that your sight was limited from the things around you.

Oh how sad you felt feeling a lump in your throat your nostrils beginning to sting, you now noticed where those water droplets came from. You were crying without knowing it. With slow movements you covered your eyes as if to not let the other see.

"I think im just tired.. that these emotions will slide in a minute and that i'd b—e back to my usual self, I'm really not getting why you're wasting your time on someone pathetic. You should really l—eave."

Voice wavering you couldn't help the sobs that were escaping your mouth you felt your heart skip a beat as you cried, hunching over in your criss cross form.

"Maybe..maybe if i were to leave, i wouldn't be in so much pain. I wouldn't have to be sitting here suffering, i feel as if my emotions or problems don't matter but for some reason you're here wanting to know why im feeling off. It's so confusing!?

You make me so mad, that you're willing to sit here and listen to what i have to say. It's frustrating! Every time im here at this bar you always find me in the same corner every single night. Drinking away my sins only to throw them back up, i don't understand you. Neither do i understand myself, im such a bad person why're you always following me around??? I can't go a day without feeling so worthless, so helpless, so..so useless! But i can't say anything because my problems aren't as bad as others. I feel so guilty about feeling the way i feel i can't stand it at all!!!"

At this point you didn't care if your voice cracked, or the way it wavered. Your tears covered your vision as you were just hunching over more and more, trying to rub at your eyes as if wiping them away would make them disappear.

You wanted to be happy, you wanted to smile away your fears, you're so sick of having emotions. It was all too much for you. Nicolas only listened to what you had to say, not a single interruption in mind. He understood you so well. How you felt, how much guilt you carry. It was all too familiar.

"Having emotions is what makes you human, whether you agree or disagree there isn't any hiding from the truth. Life is mysterious and a shit load of confusing but that's how it is in order for you to understand what it's like, I'm not speaking as if i've roamed this planet for 100+ years. I know someone who has, but that's off topic. Everyone around you has at least been through moments like these more than once, they can't help it, neither can you.

Sometimes it's better to have emotions than none at all, what you want to be a robot or somethin? Go right ahead. No one's stoppin ya."

Putting out the crumpled cigarette he finds you slowly lifting your head upwards staring right at him with soaked cheeks, reaching out a hand to wipe away the excess salty tears he smiles. A real one while looking at you who's lost for words eyes producing more tears, but one's of being heard.

" You got a lot of confidence to be showin your emotion's, in front of others ya know. Not showing emotions is for the weak, even though i can't really say anything i mean the truth. Crying, laughing, yelling.

Those are sign's of emotions, and in my opinion those are cool as hell."

"Pfft...you're so stupid.." chuckling you look down a slight moment to wipe and rub at your eyes the black haired male smirking with amusement.

"Anything for you, the reason i run into you every single night here at the diner is not because im looking for you, im just trying to prove my point i can pull people everywhere i go to make em jealous." Rolling your eyes you just scoff at the man who laughs pulling out a sucker for you and himself.

"Mm as if you didn't imply you were looking for me."

"Hmm? When did i say that i think you're hearing things, might need to get those ears of yours checked!"

Feeling the weight on your eyes increase you look around to find it's only the two of you, glancing over back at Nicolas he throws out a grunt while standing up to his feet. Not before he gives you a sucker, which is seemingly your favorite flavor.

"Thank you Nicolas.."

"No problem, that'll be 20,000 double dollars as both your therapist and your caretaker."

"..Now wait a second—"

Not letting you finish what you have to say he suddenly scoops you up into his arms starting to carry your still drunk self over his shoulder.

"I can walk on my own you know."

"I doubt that, and i hope you know you're spending the night at my place~"

"Mm..mk it's not like i have a place to call home anyway."

Laughing with a sucker in his mouth he carries you and his machine gun with a sly smirk on his face, you could only sigh as you popped the flavored sucker into your mouth instantly spitting it out.

"Are you serious, i hate that flavor..!"

"Oops, that was my last one."

"Whatever."

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A/N: im done.. IM FINALLY DONE!!! YES 3190 WORDS I'VE NEVER WROTE SO MUCH IN MY LIFE💯💯🔥🔥

I hope y'all enjoy this one im kinda nervous on what y'all have to say😅 and tbh i think i wrote more on Wolfwood's than i did Vash idk though, im not reading through them again☠️

[whirlwindimagines]

‘Take me to church’

Nicholas D. Wolfwood x Reader

A/n:I’m dumb and deleted your request instead of saving it 😭 So I thought the next best thing was to post it like this, apologies! I’m glad you enjoyed your first request enough to ask for a second one! 💙 title has no importance it just happened to be the song I was listening to while writing.

So this is a request for! @sweetchildcloud​ they wanted the reader, to be shot and injured, with some angst but the reader lives!

You glanced at all the storefronts as you walked beside Wolfwood, the town was decently sized and able to hold a little market place it was nice. The group had split up, looking for somewhere to stay the night and you had gone off with Wolfwood. 

You slowed your pace, checking out the items for sale. Wolfwood grumbled each time you did so, but he never left your side. You rolled your eyes with a huff; he was such a softy when he wanted to be. 

There was a commotion off to the side, turning to look you were shoved back out of the way of someone running by. You let out a startled yelp, losing your footing. Wolfwood managed to catch you and help you to your feet. You could hear someone yelling to ‘stop that thief’

With a huff, you turned to run after them until Wolfwood grabbed you by the shoulder stopping you. “What do you think you're doing?” You raised a brow pointing in the direction where the guy ran off, “oh come on, getting a thief will be easy let’s go.” 

“It’s not our problem,” Wolfwood said, dropping his hand from your shoulder, you frowned, shaking your head. “We’ll I’m making it my problem.” You ignored him when Nicholas called out your name as you followed the thief. You were sure you could handle this quickly, without his help. 

Racing through the stalls, and avoiding colliding with other people you catch sight of the thief again. Following him, you watch as the thief ducks into an alleyway so you do the same and corner him. 

The both of you have a small standoff in the alleyway, you put your hands up not trying to scare them and trying to de-escalate the situation. “Look just drop whatever you took, let’s make this easy.”  Your gun was heavy on your hip, but you did not want to use it if bloodshed could be avoided.

The thief seems to hesitate, it happens in an instant and you don’t move fast enough to counter. The thief lunges, grabbing you by the collar of your jacket and slamming you in the alleyway wall. You grab his wrist your other hand going for your gun, you unholster it only for the thief to grab at it and try to wrestle it from your hands.

The gunshot is quick and sudden, and the pain in your stomach registers before your brain can understand what happened. The man backs off shock on his face as you quickly place your hand over the wound and slide down the alley wall trying desperately not to panic.

“You should have just minded your own business.” You glare up at the man, kicking out and getting him the shin, it forces him to a knee. You kick out again, but the thief grabs your ankle and pulls you forward your back hitting the dirt. Pain shoots through your stomach, you try to move up onto your elbows the man presses his boot to your chest not giving you the chance.

“Sorry.” A gunshot, the sound of a gun dropping to the dirt, and a scream of pain may be your own you have no idea. All you know is you are alone now.

Wolfwood is getting impatient, he didn’t think you would take this long, he sighs maybe he should have gone with you? He’s knocked into from behind, he snaps out an annoyed “Watch it!” Looking at the retreating figure, wasn’t that?

Hands grip the back of his suit jacket, “Nicholas” his name, your voice, Wolfwood visibly relaxes letting out a huff as he turns to look at you, ready to give you a piece of his mind. You drop your hands swaying in front of him, you tilt forward, and you’re falling. Startled Wolfwood catches you in his chest his arms grabbing your elbows to keep you upright. 

“What the hell is the matter with you kid?” You lean your head forward until it’s resting on his chest, you can hear his strong heartbeat it puts you at ease. “Sorry, you were right.” Your words are slurred, your legs give out and you drop like a sack of rocks. 

Wolfwood drops to his knees with you, frantically calling your name. His hand skims your side, and he freezes. The smell of iron hits him hard, hand pulling away covered in blood. He swears loudly, as he presses his hands to your wounds. 

“Hey stay with me!” You whine, shutting your eyes tightly, you don't remember when you started crying but the tears come in full force. “It hurts.” You sob, the words sounding forced and it's becoming painful to talk. Wolfwood is just grateful you are talking, that you are still awake. He scoops you into his arms, you cry out at the quick movement. 

Wolfwood tried to be gentle as he cradled you to his chest, not wasting time he took off into a sprint. The town was one of decent size, they would have some type of hospital. Wolfwoods search was desperate, but he finally burst through the hospital doors. Demanding you been seen right away; he panics when he's not allowed back with you.

All Wolfwood can do is wait with your blood on his hands and a racing heart. He doesn’t know how Vash and the others find him, but he's secretly glad they did. Everyone sat in silence, Wolfwood probably went through an entire pack of cigarettes, and Vash tried to deter him from smoking in a hospital but he didn’t give a damn. 

It felt like hours passed before everyone was allowed to see you. Wolfwoods heart ached to see you laying in the hospital bed, he was grateful the others were giving him some space. He joined your side, grabbing your hand in his. “You’re here.” He jumped at your quiet voice, as you looked up at him with a small smile. 

“You’re an idiot.” You grinned as Wolfwoods grip tightened on your hand, “But I'm your idiot.” you replied, leaning back into the pillows and closing your eyes content to be here with him. You heard him laugh, and felt him place a hand on your head smoothing down your hair, “Yeah I guess you are.”

[miamochi-writes]

Love is Not an Easy Thing To Admit

A/N: Wolfwood isn’t the best with his feelings especially when he’s smitten with a certain someone. So what happens when he tries to express those feelings to his crush, y/n? Thank you @sweetchildcloud for the request!

“Wolfwood, just tell Y/n how you feel. I’m sure they’ll understand,” Vash advised the so called “priest.” Wolfwood was smoking one of his usual cigarettes while sitting next to the humanoid typhoon. He didn’t even understand why he asked Vash for help in the first place when it came to asking out someone. He thought about asking Meryl, but he didn’t bother after seeing how inexperienced she was when it came to her job and mannerisms.

“Easy for you to say Needle-noggin. Telling someone how I feel isn’t my style. Let alone that person being Y/n. Before, it was easy talking to them. Now when I try to talk to ‘em about anything, I feel like I’m going to make a fool out of myself. Especially when I see that face of theirs. I can’t exactly just say ‘Oh hey Y/n, guess what I have a crush on you after all this time. Crazy right?’” Wolfwood goes on. He recalled how he starts to freeze up or how his heart races so fast he needs to excuse himself just talking to you after 5 minutes.

“Think about what you’ll say to them and let it flow from there. Just tell them the things you like about them. For example, compliment them or list things that made you start liking them,” the blonde suggested as Wolfwood thought about it. He did like how fiesty and head strong they were. But putting that into words was a different story. He sighed and looked at the blonde before getting up.

“Fine, I’ll give it a shot. But don’t expect too much from me,” the man commented as Vash wished him good luck. Wolfwood had no idea what he was getting himself into as he went to go look for Y/n. After walking a good ten minutes, he spotted them right outside the saloon. They looked as though they were lost in their thoughts, as they didn’t notice Wolfwood wave at them.

“Hey Y/n, got a minute where we can talk at the bar?” he asked. Y/n looked at them and nodded with that smile of theirs. As they started getting closer to him, Wolfwood could feel his stomach doing knots again and tried to calm down. He took a deep breath and exhaled before turning to look at Y/n. He pulled his chair up while Y/n did the same. The man put out his cigarette so he wasn’t blowing smoke into their face while they talked.

“What did you want to talk about Wolfwood?” they asked with curiosity all over their face. That face made Wolfwood weak in the knees. He was struggling to get the words out and the way they were looking at him was not helping. 

“Uh, I want to talk about...you. Just something I gotta get out of my chest,” he started as Y/n turned towards him. Y/n beckoned them to go on as he had their attention. All eyes were on him now.

“So listen Y/n, you know how when we first met...you’re not like other people I’ve come across. You’re kind of a hot head and a loud mouth sometimes. You’re also not afraid to start fights or go head first without thinking, which is something I don’t usually deal with every day. You also got some nerve to-” Wolfwood was trying to explain how he liked those qualities with Y/n, but he stopped once he heard the chair next to him scrape against the wood.

“Thanks Wolfwood, I got the message. I’ll just take my leave,” y/n said flatly. Wolfwood was caught off guard with their tone of voice. Even more so, he noticed they weren’t even looking at him anymore. The gunman was speechless as he watched Y/n walk away and felt the room drop a few degrees. The people near Wolfwood just gave him a face of cringe or disappointment after seeing what happened. Before Wolfwood could do anything else, he felt someone whack his head.

“What was that for?!” he asked

“What kind of confession was that?!” Meryl yelled as Wolfwood rubbed his head. Vash stood next to Meryl with his arms crossed and gave a disappointed look.

“I was just listing some stuff that I liked about Y/n!” he argued.

“When I said compliment and list the things you like about them, that’s not what I meant. It felt like you were pointing out things you didn’t like,” Vash explained. Once Wolfwood replayed what he said earlier, he felt a wave of guilt wash over him. The man was pinching the bridge of his nose. He didn’t know he screwed up this badly. His charm could only go so far, but now he felt like the biggest idiot there was in Noman’s Land. Just how the hell was he going to get himself out of this mess and explain what he really meant?

~*~

For a few days, things have been very awkward between Wolfwood and Y/n. Anytime The Punisher tried to get Y/n alone or strike a conversation, they practically avoided him. Whether it be an excuse to go do errands, or help Meryl and Vash, Y/n avoided the man at all costs. Wolfwood hated how bad things spiraled after their last conversation. Even when they were traveling through the desert, Y/n made sure Vash was in between them. They didn’t even look their way as the window view of the desert was more interesting than looking anywhere near his direction. Even when the priest looked at the rearview mirror, he could see Meryl feeling for him as she looked at him. Wolfwood missed how things were when he was on talking terms with Y/n. He longed to have those conversations that made him feel warm and grow fond over Y/n and the things they did together. Wolfwood didn’t know how much longer he could take anymore of this as he stared out the window.

It wasn’t until after the group landed in a somewhat deserted city that things changed. The group was exploring around to see why they weren’t any signs of life despite the buildings still being new. There was a faint noise of rumbling and an engine revving up. Vash and Wolfwood picked up on the sound as gunshots were fired at the men. Upon closer look, a group of men with black and neon colored outfits were closing in on the group.

“Shit, what are the Badlands Boys doing here?!” Wolfwood asked as he uncovered his gun.

“Everyone take cover and stay out of sight until we come get you! We’ll lead them away from you!” Vash yelled as he took out his gun.

Roberto dragged Meryl and Y/n away to a different direction, while the two men ran elsewhere as the Badlands Boys followed after them hot on their trail. The more they ran, the more the groups numbers increased as they kept appearing from different hiding places within the city. The gunmen kept shooting at the Badlands Boys and were able to knock a good amount, but there were still more popping up.

“Needle-noggin, let’s split up at the corner. We can start cutting them off slowly so they’re not too much,” Wolfwood advised as Vash nodded.

“Alright, watch yourself and shout if you need anything,” Vash said as he ran in the opposite direction. Wolfwood ran into a large space and started shooting at more of the men as they started falling off from their motor bikes. The Punisher was finally making some progress until he felt something graze his arm. He briefly glanced to see a bullet cut through his left arm. Then he felt another bullet hit his leg as he started to limp. He could then hear his pursuers laugh as Wolfwood growled.

“We finally made a dent in him boys! That’s what you get for crossing our territory and taking us on,” one of them yelled before they continued to laugh. Wolfwood reached into his pocket ready to ingest the liquid in his glass ampule until his eyes grew wide in fear. He saw Y/n pointing their gun at some of the men. They shot at the group, as it drew their attention away from him.

“Don’t you dare hurt him!” Y/n yelled as they continued to shoot. 

“Y/n! Get the hell out of here! Don’t worry about me!” Wolfwood shouted as he kept shooting at the group as well. The Badlands Boys were definitely getting annoyed and went after Y/n. Y/n was able to land a couple more shots until one of the members knocked the gun out of their hands. Then another one knocked the living daylights out of Y/n out with a punch to the stomach and another through the side. Wolfwood’s worst nightmare was unfolding right before him as one member grabbed Y/n by the neck who looked to be gasping for air until they passed out. The Punisher shouted for Y/n to wake up but to no avail.

The members laughed as Wolfwood was seething with rage. If looks could kill, everyone would have dropped dead by now. He crushed the tip of the glass ampule and drank the liquid as steam started coming out from him. His wounds started to heal immediately as he fixed his stance, ready to fight some more.

“GET THE HELL AWAY FROM Y/N!” Wolfwood screamed as he started shooting at the group. He was starting to overwhelm the Badlands Boys as they struggled to fight back or land a single shot at them. At this point, the man was unhinged as he saw the person holding Y/n try to run away.

“And where do you think you’re going?!” Wolfwood threatened as he shot at their leg, stopping them in their tracks. Wolfwood then walked up to them as the man was quacking in fear. He let go of Y/n and held his hands up in defeat.

“If I ever see you or your group again. I won’t miss on shooting one of your vital organs next time. Tell the rest that The Punisher did this you you. NOW GO!” Wolfwood threatened as the remaining Badlands Boy ran as fast as he could with a limp. Wolfwood then looked at Y/n and held them close. Vash then came into view as he questioned him what happened.

“Y/n needs medical attention. We gotta find a place with equipment to treat them,” Wolfwood point out as Vash started looking.

~*~

After Vash and Wolfwood drove out the Badlands Boys out of the city. Some of the city folks came out from hiding after their lives weren’t threatened anymore. Luckily, the group was able to find a nurse to treat Y/n and their injuries. They weren’t in critical condition, but the nurse informed that that Y/n would have a hard time walking for a few days so they need to rest. Wolfwood constantly beat himself up just seeing Y/n bandaged up. He would wait hours just to see Y/n wake up and hear their voice, but to no avail. It wasn’t until Vash finally convinced Wolfwood to eat something when Meryl ran to the group.

“Y/n finally woke up!” she said out of breath. Wolfwood’s eyes widened as his legs started moving on their own before he could think. He ran to their room to see Y/n’s eyes finally awake. Y/n was taken aback by his entrance, as Wolfwood was by their side out of breath.

“You’re finally awake, you had me worried,” he told them as Y/n looked away from them. Wolfwood was confused to see them turn away as his hand slowly reach out to them.

“Go ahead, lecture me. Isn’t that what you’re here for? How I’m a hot head and how I got myself into-” 

“Y/n! That’s not why I’m here. I need to explain about the other day okay? Just listen to what I have to say,” Wolfwood begged as he held their hand and their shoulder lightly.

“I didn’t mean to tell you those things at the bar. They came out wrong, but it sounded better in my head okay? I was trying to say that I like how you’re willing to put up a fight for those you care about. I miss hearing your voice and how we did things together. I like how much you lighten things up whenever you’re around. You make me feel a certain way when I’m with you. You’re brave and have the guts to act on instinct. And it’s that bravery of yours earlier that made me worry sick about you too,” he explain while squeezing their hand with his.

“And what happened earlier with those Badland idiots made me realize...I like you too damn much to see you get hurt like that. So please, don’t risk your life like that again and let me protect you? I can’t stand to see you risk yourself like that. Let me protect you so I don’t have to guess if you’ll wake up or not from something like that. I want to spend more time with the person I like,” Wolfwood finally confessed as his cheeks and ears turned slightly red. He knew how much of a risk it was being vulnerable like this. He had no clue if these feelings would be reciprocated, but he had to hope for the best right?

“You...like me? You really like me?” Y/n asked as they stared at him. The man was too embarrassed to look, but he nodded his head. He hand was still in theirs, so that was a good sign right? It wasn’t until he finally bit the bullet take a quick peak at their face. What awaited him was those beautiful e/c eyes staring at him fondly with a pink blush dusting their cheeks.

“I like you too Wolfwood. I always had since we first met. I just can’t believe this was what you were trying to tell me at the bar days ago,” Y/n giggled at the last part. But they were smiling from ear to ear. Wolfwood let out a huge sigh that he didn’t know he was holding in for so long. He felt a smile creep up as he held onto Y/n and slowly brought them closer to him.

“I’m glad we’re finally on the same page, and one other thing,” he spoke as he leaned in to give Y/n a kiss on the lips. It was a bold move, but Wolfwood figured this was much better to do than try to say anything. Once he parted for air, he flashed Y/n a smile.

“You can call me Nicholas, but only you. Got that?” he finished as they nodded with a huge smile on their face. 

“Sure Nicholas, but can I ask for another kiss? Just so I know I’m not dreaming,” Y/n requested as the man chuckled. He would gladly kiss them as much as they want. After all, how can he say no to the person he loves now that the feeling is mutual. Maybe another time he’ll tell them he loves them. But for now, this will do.

[tenabrye]

Baby Blues

Wolfwood x Fem!Reader (Stampede Version) ft. Vash

Requested by: @sweetchildcloud

Warning(s): Childbirth scene, post-birth fever, death, angst

Your grip on Nicholas' hand tightened, causing him to wince a little at the pain, but he endured it for your sake. His eyes scanned over your body, small droplets of sweat having coated your face, neck, and hands as you breathed hard through your nose and mouth, switching between the two often. A frustrated groan ripped from your throat as your body tensed, your lower half doing its best to push out this child of yours. When you ceased, you leaned your head back against the pillow and closed your eyes.

"You're doing great, (Y/n)," you heard Vash say. He had been assisting with the birth, much to the dislike of Nicholas. The undertaker would have preferred to be in a town with a doctor, however, things never go according to any plan of his and your little one arrived sooner than he thought. "Just keep pushing."

You raised your head up a little to make eye contact with the blond. "I'm trying," you told him, your breathing heavy as you struggled to sit yourself up a little more. Wolfwood moved along with you, helping you ease yourself up into a more comfortable position to continue pushing. You glanced at him and frowned. "You did this to me."

"It takes two to tango, sweetie," he said, lips curling into a slight smirk as you rolled your eyes at him. The smirk was then quickly replaced with a frown as your grip on his hand tightened even more as you let out another pained groan, eyes closing as you struggled to push once more. "Don't worry," he reassured, "just a little more and it'll be over."

You stopped pushing, allowing your body to relax a little before the next time you would have to repeat it. It was difficult and you knew it was straining your body doing this. The pain didn't make it any better, either, but it seemed to have dissipated a little with each push you gave. A shaky sigh slipped out as you hung your head, trying to relax for a second before hearing Vash asking for you to push once again.

"I can't," you said, voice soft and shaky, "I just can't."

Wolfwood exchanged a look with Vash before the pair turned their attention to you. "Just one more," Vash said, "one more big push and you'll be done." You looked at him, the frown on your face causing him to mimic it. "One more time and it'll all be over. I promise."

"You can do it," Nicholas whispered to you. His hand gave yours a gentle squeeze as he softly smiled at you.

You gave him a small nod, your lips mimicking the smile on his face as you prepared yourself for one last push. The pain of doing so was excruciating, and you couldn't help but let a scream rip itself from your throat as you pushed with all of your might for the final time. The soft crying of your child echoed in the room, causing you to smile as you laid back in the bed and relaxed your body, but something felt wrong.

Vash could be heard cooing at the infant as he held the child in his arms. "It's a little girl," he smiled, causing Nicholas to grin.

"You hear that, (Y/n), it's a--" He froze when he turned to look at you, his eyes widening at how pale you looked. Your skin no longer the vibrant tone it was before. Fear washed over him, and he panicked. "Oi, oi," he said, getting the blond's attention, "she's not looking too good."

Vash's eyes immediately took in your current state, and he frowned. "Check her forehead."

You closed your eyes, letting out a soft hum as you felt Nicholas place the back of his hand up against your forehead. It felt so nice and warm compared to how cold your body now felt. "You're so warm," you mumbled out, causing him to worry even more.

"She's burning up. What do we do?" The dark-haired man held a sad look on his face as he made eye contact with the blond. Vash then spoke up, instructing him on find a cloth and dampening it to place on your forehead, however, that seemed to be all that they could do. "Is there nothing else we can do?" Desperation was hinted in his tone, and Vash shook his head, frowning.

"We don't have a doctor."

Wolfwood's jaw clenched, and he hung his head for a moment before glancing back at your resting form. You looked worse than before, skin a lighter tone than it was prior, having now been coated with even more sweat as the fever slowly wrecked your body. "She doesn't look like she's getting any better. She looks--"

"She is," Vash said, cutting off Wolfwood. The man widened his eyes and turned to look at the blond, watching as he stared down at his daughter with a sorrow-filled look. "I'm sorry."

Nicholas' shoulders dropped as his brain tried to process it all, body shaking lightly. His attention went back to you, taking note of how you now had your eyes open and were staring at him with a sweet smile on your face. "Nicholas," you called out to him, and he came to your side, "can I see the baby?"

He stepped aside as Vash brought the infant to you, gently placing her into your arms before stepping back and allowing Wolfwood to be closer to you. "What do you want to name her?"

You smiled as you looked from the infant and to the undertaker beside you. "Clover."

Nicholas swallowed hard as he nodded. "It's a pretty name for her," he said.

You hummed a reply before your attention went back to your newly born daughter. "Clover," you let out a small sigh before pressing a kiss to her head, "I want you to be a good girl for daddy."

Wolfwood's body froze as he now looked down. He couldn't look at you right now, for if he did, he would break. He tensed when he felt a hand clasp his shoulder and give it a gentle, reassuring squeeze. Nicholas then looked up and met the soft expression on Vash's face. "You stay with her," he said. The blond slowly exited the room after receiving a nod from his friend, leaving him with his family.

"I'm sorry," you heard Wolfwood say.

"For what?"

"This," he said, gesturing to your condition.

You let out a small, slightly strained chuckle, coughing lightly as you shook your head. "It's okay, Nicholas. Sometimes life doesn't go as planned, but know that I love you...okay?" He gave you a small nod and clenched his jaw once more as you coughed a little more before relaxing. "I know you'll take good care of her. You and Vash will keep her safe for me."

His hand held yours as he stared at you, now frowning. He closed his eyes, and you could see them. The little tears that rolled down his cheeks and dropping onto the bed. You closed your eyes and laid your head back. You let out a small breath, feeling yourself slowly succumbing to this sudden sickness. You could feel your strength fading away, which was why Wolfwood took the infant out of your arms and held her in his own. It wouldn't be long now, but you would simply lay here and enjoy the peace with your little family.

Vash held Clover in his arms as he watched Wolfwood crouch down beside the grave, saying a few words to honor you before placing a small cross down upon it. The infant made a small noise, causing her father to stand to his feet and turn towards her and the blond. "Is she okay?" He asked.

Vash smiled softly and gave a small nod before glancing down at the child. "She is," he replied, "are you?"

Wolfwood didn't respond, which gave Vash his answer. He then pulled out his carton of cigarettes, flipping them open and bringing it to his lips to pull one out, only to cease when he heard his daughter make another noise. With a chuckle, he flipped the lid, closing the carton and sticking them into his pocket. "Let's go, Needle-Noggin. Need to make it to town for supplies."

The man chuckled at his nickname and nodded. "You think she'll be fine with us? We do get into trouble."

Nicholas stared at Vash before glancing down to the now asleep infant in his arms. "With us watching over her, she'll be the safest baby on this planet."

He would abide by what you said. He would keep your daughter safe, even if it killed him. She would grow up knowing you, hearing the many stories Vash would tell her about you, and how Wolfwood would interject at the outlandish parts. She would know the kind of person you were, and how he could never love anyone as much as he did you.

[kawaiigentlemenpolice]

Welcome to my blog,treasure seeker! 👒🍖🏴‍☠️

Welcome to my humble One piece writing blog, i will start by saying this: I'm Italian. My English isn't horrible but, it isn't the best either. I am bound to make mistakes and there will be misunderstandings but, I am learning! If you are bothered by anything I might say please do tell me right away! Most of the times that happens I do not mean it! So I'm sorry in advance if I say something bad! i'm a writer as an hobby so my work will not be the best but i will hope it will entertain you! I'm an adult, if you're uncomfortable with that you're free to ignore me. I'm also sorry if I make anyone uncomfortable by asking their age. I don't want any misunderstanding to happen. So, if you're an adult we can chill whatever it's fine. If you're a minor I will most likely not talk to you unless you need help with mental problems. I'm happy to help with that. "By "misunderstandings" I mean people thinking I have bad intentions when I ask "what's your age" to someone. Unfortunately because of my lack of knowledge in English, (since it isn't my first language) people in the past thought I was something I'm not. It made me disgusted and very hurt. I just want to relax and not worry about problems like that again. I'm just trying to make friends not start drama. Thank you. I go by Von mostly but i have many other nickames too such as Hoen,Momoko and Minty you can choose wichever you like. i have adhd,autism and neurodivergent.

This blog may contain SFW or NSFW content so minors DNI

Character i simp and kin and for me i only think fluff and cute stuff about them (but i don't mind reading NSFW of em apart from Luffy, Sanji,Usopp,Nami,Chopper i don't like it ) but i mostly want to snuggle,kiss and hug them because they're my favourites lil beanies hshshshhs

my ask box is open so interact with me whenever you want,just mind that this account is on my pc lol my main is @sweetchildcloud

i write stuff not centering the canon verse so if you don't like it DNI,i usually write angst,d*pression,comfort,s*icidal comfort,comfort in general,fluff,cute and post really goofy art

that's all and i hope you enjoy you stay y/n-ya

Drawings masterlist (just drawings that i do i will put them here)

Reference sheets masterlist

MASTERLIST WRITING

[sweetchildcloud]

Some poems that I wrote property of @sweetchildcloud !!!

WARNING CONTAINS:BLOOD,ANGST,VENT,DEATH apart for the 4° one

1°:

REGRET:

"I remember the moment I met you, you were there with the sun kissing your hazel hair, you were so vulnerable too, I don't know why I didn't intervene maybe because I was entranced by your beauty or because I hadn't noticed but now that you're sleeping holding in your hand the first gift I gave you on your birthday, you had such a big smile that made me feel insecure, I wanted to smile like you, I felt safe with you, you made the problems disappear for me I had

Now that I hear it, I feel selfish

If only I hadn't opened my mouth, if only I wouldn't have let you go, if only I'd told you how I felt, how sorry I was

Now I'm talking to a lifeless you devoid of that smile you had, I'm sorry I should have known that you were like me, that you felt the same about me, but I didn't understand it and now you're gone forever and I will forever remain with this remorse and with the only memory of you I remember the moment I met you, you were there with the sun kissing your hazel hair."

2°:

A CALMING CALL

Time passes

Life is short

It seems to me yesterday that we ran in the white meadows of the farm free as the wind, we laughed, with open arms to capture the something non-existent but that for us was there that only we could see, we didn't care the time that passed or our mother calling us for dinner and I was late making her angry

but she certainly couldn't see you, because of her you had gone away on that rainy day carried away by the voices you told me you heard every day but that I didn't hear I only heard our mother screaming your name in despair but you went into that thick forest bewitched by the voices, now that I'm in our little meadow no longer white I hear them, sister, the voices.. they are calling me they are docile like mothers who call their children but I also hear like another voice.. it's sad.. she's calling me...no no I can't I have to follow them and see you again like the last time you went into that dense forest

I feel it and like a cold hand that welcomes you after all the journey you've been on, was it like that for you too, my little sister? Is that why you never turn to look at me? I understand you I'm tired, I'm getting closer and closer, that sad voice is gone, silence, a pure silence of welcome .. now I see you .. you are lying in our no longer white meadow where we ran free like the wind

3°:

A FOX TO A RABBIT or SOFT BITE

This starry night is like the sky in your eyes, why don't you look at me? why don't you answer me? you are angry? is it because I bit you? even though I apologized? I smell blood and I'm scared, I'm scared I lost you forever, please look at me and jump away like always and I run after you to play but you're scared and ask for help but I don't understand I just wanted to play, it was my mistake I didn't want to feel the sharp canines, my mouth drooling and the instinct ... oh how can I not forget it :"kill, kill it" it whispered all over my body and I suddenly became hungry and began to increase the speed of my paws on the soft wet dirt and like a second I was suddenly with a starry night like the sky in your eyes

4°:

FRIENDLY SNOW

Oh how white you are, you are so simple and yet you fascinate so many people, children who play snow angels and in the meantime you make jokes by taking their colored hats and hiding them inside you that soft you where the animals hide and perhaps seeing those clothes so little ones they take them and wear them because even if you are so soft you are certainly not hot but cold as ice but you are also very weak in fact you can melt and destroy a child's dream in the form of a little house but after your departure you leave the place for your sister spring who consoles the crying child with her scents of flowers and newly blooming buds that will sparkle under the summer sunlight

5°{this is self insert}

I DESPISE YOU. YET I LET YOU LIVE

It's not you, it's not you, it's not you that smiley person who has a normal life, I hate you, I hate you so much, you lie everyday with that fake smile, I know it, oh god I know, I stare at you every day, every moment, when you hurt yourself, when you cry, why do you do this? why do you leave people who talk to you in that rude, cruel way, but you smile, they beat you, they bully you, but you smile with that fake smile but you are like me sad alone, full of hate that you don't pour on anyone but only on yourself and for that I hate you, I hate you so much I want to choke you and end this farce you call life

[darkstarlight82]

Headcanons for MHA Part 2

This is a part 2 for my MHA headcanons about what the guys smell like. I will also be doing a one for the girls. Pro hero will also me in the mix along with villains. If I miss some one along the way shoot me a ask and I will be more then happy to add them.

I'm going to start off with everyone favorite boom boom boy Katsuki Bakugo (Kacchan). For the ones that don't know nitroglycerin has a burnt caramel smell so it's a given that he would smell of burnt caramel, but for me it would be faint. Most of the time I think he would smell like vanilla.

Now when it comes to the prince of class 1-A Shoto Todoroki (Icy-Hot) I have seen so many people say it's peppermint, but I think it would be more like cinnamon with a hint of wintergreen. Even though he hates the cinnamon smell you told him that reminds you of your childhood he deals with it.

When it comes to Izuku Midoriya (Deku) I think that he would smell of pine. And not cleaning pine smell more like he just washed himself with a tree. At first you asked Inko what incense did she use. When she pointed to Izuku and he turned into a tomato, you felt bad but he said "It's ok that is really cute."

My next hc will be for the girls I just need to figure out who I do first.

My Weebs: @ambassadorarlert @arlerts-angel @astriddestelle @beet-roots @bleach-your-panties @i-literally-cant-with-this @katie91239 @randompurr @romantichomicide95 @shonen-brainrot @sixpennydame @sweetchildcloud @tired-teacher-blog @tokyo-chainsaw-dragon @tomuraslut @tootiecakes234 @xxj-t

[illegal-spiegel]

well since im feeling...down like ..depressed...and sometimes i sleep more than than necessary and..well my attempt to hurt me are gone when i think of spyke and jet..well..

i wanted to ask..what would be their reaction if they saw y/n sleeping more than usual,seeing few sleeping pills remeining and finding them hurting themselves in the bathroom of the cowboy bebop thinking that they were alone?

u can decline if u found it too angsty,sorry i love angst especially with my favourite characters! its my line to cope..

also

HANDS UP FOR SPIKE AND JET,TEHY'RE THE BEST BOYSSS!!!!

Hi there!

I'm so sorry to hear that you've been having such a rough time, and honestly I'm kinda going thru it too rn, but I'm unfortunately not comfortable writing this. I'm just a big baby and can only handle so much angst. I always encourage people to write for themselves if they can't find someone else to do it <3

If things ever get too hard, please reach out to someone you trust, and if that isn't an option for you, call a hotline and they'll be more than willing to help. Everyone is beautiful and special in their own way, and everyone needs help sometimes, so it's nothing to be ashamed, scared, or worried about <3 Just remember things will get better :)

(also let me know if you want me to delete this)

[kiwicopia]

🔞 MDNI | Kinktober: Handjob 🔞

🎃 Gojo x Fem!Reader 🎃

TW: Use of spit, cum tasting, reader being a tease, sneaky exhibitionism, pent up Gojo, risqué scene in a restaurant, use of a pet name (baby).

tags: @sweetchildcloud @stygianoir @shes-so-insane @uzxotic

Azure eyes glared at you from across the table, but all you did was smile oh so sweetly in response. Your boyfriend was displeased, to say the least, at your behavior tonight. He was usually the one doing the teasing, the one flirting so shamelessly with you in front of other people and making you aroused, but it seemed as though the roles were reversed tonight. He didn’t like it at all, especially since it left him with an annoying tent in his pants.

“It’s not so fun when you’re on the receiving end, is it Satoru?” Your lips curled into a teasing smirk as you stared at the pout on his face. Your leg purposely moved against him underneath the table, your ankle brushing against his, and it only added more fuel to the fire that grew within him. 

Satoru felt the way his cock twitched in his pants, his arousal having increased further from your little teasing action. He shifted in his seat and crossed his left leg over his right to stave off the feeling of how uncomfortable his erection was. “Shut up,” he grumbled. You chuckled at him, which only made him pout even more. “At least when I do it, I still help you out.” 

“Oh? You want me to help you?” You asked. The man angled his head down slightly, allowing his sunglasses to slide down just enough to give you a knowing stare. “If you want me to help you, then beg for it. You have me beg all the time, so now it’s your turn.” 

The man’s face scrunched up at your words. He was almost appalled that you would turn it around on him like this, but he couldn’t deny that it was hot. “Fine. Can I please have some help?” 

“I don’t know,” you snickered, “can you?” 

Satoru muttered under his breath before glancing around. The other patrons were far too engrossed at their own tables with their own conversations to spare the two of you a look. He then looked back at you before asking in a whisper, “May I please have some help?” 

The sorcerer watched as you got out of your seat and slid in the one beside him. He was grateful for the hostess seating you both at a booth in the dimly lit part of the little restaurant, because he didn’t want anyone to witness what you were about to do. Normally he wouldn’t care if it was him doing the teasing, but he wasn’t and therefore didn’t want an audience. Satoru let out a soft and quiet groan when your hand brushed against his bulge as you palmed him. It wasn’t enough, though. 

“I need you to touch me,” he said, “please.” His hands fumbled to unfasten his belt before he unzipped his pants, and you watched as his cock sprang up. The tip was an angry red with his precum leaking out in anticipation. You glanced around the restaurant before hearing your boyfriend speak. “No one’s watching.” 

Your eyes met his as your hand stroked up his length, causing him to let out a quiet moan before leaning his head back. Your thumb moved over his cockhead, smearing his precum as you continued to slowly pump him. His hips shifted, lifting slightly to try and buck himself into your hand. You moved too slowly for his tastes, and he wanted sweet relief now. 

“Faster,” he mumbled, keeping his voice low enough to not be heard by other patrons and employees that walked by. You complied, your hand moving at a faster pace for a moment before you suddenly stopped. Satoru was ready to whine at the sudden disappearance of pleasure when he saw you spit in your hand before you went back to stroking his dick again. Your spit was the perfect lubricant, allowing your hand to pump him faster and faster, causing him to let out a few shaky breaths. If it weren’t for you both being here at a restaurant, he would have already made noise. A lot of noise. 

Satoru struggled to stay quiet, and you knew that with the way he bit his bottom lip and how his body clenched every time your hand slid itself down his length. Being a little brat, you decided to give him a soft squeeze as you stroked him. His hips sputtered slightly, ceasing their gentle bucking motion as pleasure shot up his body. He gripped the edge of the table, lips parted as he breathed out in soft huffs. 

It wasn’t often that Satoru would unravel in such submission, least of all in a public space, but you had to admit that it felt nice to have just a little bit of power over him in such a way. Even if it was just for this moment. Your hand squeezed him yet again, earning a muffled groan from the man. “Fuck,” he breathed out, “keep squeezin’ me like that, baby.” 

Your hand tightened around his cock the more you pumped, and you could already feel the way he started twitching in your grasp. “Already?” You teased, earning a small huff from your boyfriend. That little smile of yours—ever so teasing—remained on your lips as you leaned close and whispered, “Cum already, Satoru.” Your hot breath hit his ear, sending a shiver down his spine as his jaw clenched. He would get you back for this. 

“Shit,” he growled, keeping his voice low so as not to attract anyone’s attention. His thighs clenched as he finally came undone, his hot seed quickly spilling out onto your hand and his pants. Your boyfriend’s body remained clenched, and you could tell he was trying to hold back on how much he released. Satoru’s cheeks were flushed, and his shades hung low on his nose as his chest rose and fell with quiet breaths. 

His pretty blues glanced at you from the side, widening slightly as he watched the way you brought your hand to your mouth and licked up his cum. You kept your eyes on him the entire time, and it was unfair with how quickly the blood rushed back to his cock. Oh yeah, he was going to get you back. Once finished, you grabbed a napkin from the table and did your best to clean up the rest of the evidence on his pants while he zipped himself back up. 

“Feel better?” You asked. He only hummed a small reply. “Why did you hold back, Toru?” 

A small grin spread across his face at your question. “Public place, too many people,” he answered, soon leaning closer to whisper, “and I’m saving some for later.” Your eyes lit up as a chuckle fell from your lips. “Don’t think for a second that you’re safe when we get home, because I’m going to tear you apart.”