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whatsk-poppinhomies · 6 months ago

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Pairing : OT8 x F!Reader TW : reader death ; heavy angst. (Bangchan : hospitals ; Chan in denial) (Lee Know : sudden reader death) (Changbin : drowning ; mention of police) (Hyunjin : reader has seizures ; reader in a coma) (Han : car crash ; descriptive scene of the crash ; mention of blood) (Felix : reader suicide ; Felix is angry ; slightly descriptive post mortem reader) (Seungmin : car accident ; Seungmin in the hospital ; Seungmin injury) (Jeongin : really nothing descriptive ; nothing but angst) Word Count : 3.7k A/N : This one was really sad to write, but I love angst so it was kind of fun too! I hope you enjoy! I know they’re kind of short though, I’m sorry! Request : @moon0fthenight : “24 hours after skz’s s/o death”

Bangchan

Sitting in the hospital room, the buzzing of the fluorescent light bulbs that hung above his head filled the silence from the lack of your heart monitor beeping. He stared at the empty bed, refusing to take his eyes off of it. Maybe if he stared hard enough you’d finally show up.

He didn’t want to leave the hospital without you, even though the doctors, the guys, his managers, his parents, even your parents had told him that he couldn’t wait there forever, that you weren’t coming back.

How long had it been since you had been rushed out of the little room? The TV was still on the same channel, the tray of food that had been brought to you still sat on the little pull up metal table. He wouldn’t let the doctors take it away. “She’ll be hungry when she gets back.” He would say every time someone would come in to try to clean up the room. Pity would have the doctors and the nurses relenting, backing out of the room to leave him with his grief.

24 hours he’s been without you, and he had only truly had you for less than a year before you had fallen ill. It wasn’t fair. You had been stolen from him so quickly, he didn’t have the time to process what had truly happened. He was in denial, and in the back of his mind, he knew that you weren’t coming back. That didn’t stop him from sitting and waiting still, because he wasn’t leaving. Not without you.

Lee Minho

“I’m fine.” He lied, sitting in the dorm room surrounded by all of the guys who were trying their best to be there for him. “I just want to be alone.” Not exactly though, he didn’t want to be alone, he just didn’t want to be around anyone if it wasn’t you.

Waking up in the morning beside you, it was always like waking up in a dream, the way your eyelids would flutter as the sun shone through the window, waking you in the most beautiful way. It’s how every morning began… So why did that morning have to be any different? What had gone wrong?

His eyes opened that morning, landing upon you as they would, but this time, your skin was colorless and your lips were blue… How did you still look so peaceful? It took him a moment to realize what was truly going on, and he wished that he didn’t realize at all. Would he have been able to just fall back asleep beside you? Would you be okay when he woke back up?

No one could give him answers, there was no definitive cause… You just… Decided that it was time to go, and you did. How could you just leave him like that? You didn’t even say goodbye. You didn’t give him the chance to say goodbye.

24 hours later, and he refused to go back to the apartment he shared with you. As long as he was at the dorms, he could continue to believe that it never happened, that he had never even met you, because he once he stepped through the front door, all of those memories would come rushing back, the good and the bad, and he’d have to face the fact that you truly were gone.

Seo Changbin

It was supposed to be a fun little vacation for the two of you to celebrate your 3 years anniversary. He had been so excited for it, you had been excited, everything was perfect. The trip was specifically for you, all you had talked about was how you felt bad that you had come down with the flu during your honeymoon, having to cut the trip short. This was the chance to try it again, and you both were ready for honeymoon take 2.

The current was strong, there had been warnings about it posted all over the beach, the lifeguards had warned everyone that it wasn’t safe to go far out in the water. “You’re stronger than the current, Binnie.” You had chimed, his ego swelling as you clung onto him. He just wanted you to have a great time, he wanted you to be happy, he loved seeing you smile…

He wasn’t stronger than the current, but the sound of the lifeguard whistle blowing hadn’t stopped him from carrying you out, your arms wrapped tightly around his neck as waves crashed against the both of you. It only took one wave though, he lost his footing, and that’s when he lost you. He just wanted to make you proud, he wanted to make you happy, he wanted to have a real honeymoon with you…

“She’s not gone…” Changbin kept repeating. The guys were currently flying to him, police filled the hotel room where your suitcase still sat propped open in the corner. It had only been 24 hours and the interrogations seemed never ending, but he wouldn’t give up on you, not when you were still out there somewhere. You’d come back to him, you have to.

Hwang Hyunjin

A seizure. That’s all it was… you had them rarely, but he usually knew how to handle them and how to make sure you were okay. Why was this time different? Why did it have to be different?

His hands had been shaking when he tried to call for help. He misdialed. Was it his fault? He was already crying by the five minute mark… Was he too focused on crying? Could he have done more? He tried to hold you up to keep you from choking as he waited for the paramedics… What else could he have done?

You were flailing so violently, he could barely hold you still. It was terrifying, but still, not as terrifying as seeing you strapped to a gurney and rushed out of the house as your body still seized against the straps that held you down. He felt guilty for not riding in the back of the ambulance with you, but the paramedics had told him to follow behind, and in his state of shock, he didn’t have the mental capacity to argue.

Would you have been okay if he rode with you? He got stuck at a red light as the ambulance sped forward in front of him. It wasn’t long, but it was long enough he supposed. By the time he reached the hospital you were already being rushed down the hall, and he could only stand there and watch as the emergency room doors shut right in front of him, his last view of you was through the tiny rectangular windows.

A coma… It had been 24 hours and you still hadn’t woken up. The breathing tubes and IV’s that were connected to you had him crying every time he looked at you. He couldn’t even stay in the room longer than an hour before he started hyperventilating from crying so much. You weren’t dead… But the way everyone was talking, they made it seem like you might as well have been.

He wasn’t going to give up on you though, he’d pay as much as he had to, he’d visit the hospital every day for the rest of his life just to tell you he loves you, that he’s waiting for you, just in case you can hear him. But for today, he’d sit by your bedside and hold your hand, singing to you songs that he knows you love, hoping that you can still hear his voice.

Han Jisung

Your hand was in his as you walked down the road, streetlights and the bright headlights of passing cars illuminating the two of you, your journey aimless, just enjoying the time you get to spend together. The silence was calming, there was something about just simply being the company of someone that you love so deeply that can put your mind at peace. That’s exactly where he was, a peace that was unreachable unless he was with you. That’s how he knew that you were the one, the only one for him.

Headlights moving closer, becoming brighter, enveloping the two of you in a shroud of a nearly blinding white light. Tire squeals and the honking of a horn… It was too late. No more than a second was how long it took for your hand to be ripped from his, and it was like everything was moving too fast for his mind to fully adjust. The sound of your body colliding with the steel frame of the car, the sight of you being thrown yards along the road before you fell back to the ground with a muted thud. The crumbling of the car as it smashed into a light pole, metal wrapping around metal, like nails on a chalkboard and emitting a horrid stench.

A couple more seconds to process, and then a guttural scream as he ran over to you. The lingering warmth that was left from when your hand was still in his wasn’t enough to keep him grounded. Your body was mangled, your arms twisted in a way that he had only seen in the horror movies that he’d watch with you. A pool of blood forming beneath your head, your eyes still wide open in a perpetual state of shock. It didn’t take a genius to know that you were gone, you had literally been ripped away from him in the worst way possible.

Sleep wasn’t an option, no matter how tired his body felt, whenever he closed his eyes all he could see was a constant replay of you on the ground, or you moments before hitting the street. The first and only time he had even attempted a simple nap, he had woken up screaming and all of the guys had to run in and try to help him.

“Ji…” Minho whispered as he walked into Jisungs room, the lights were all out, the man's face illuminated only by the phone screen, the brightness turned all the way up, making the dark circles under his eyes more visible and more prominent. “This isn’t good, you need to sleep… Please…”

“I should have been walking on the road side…” Jisung mumbled back, his body already beginning to rock and shudder, the incoming tears were unavoidable. “I should have moved her away faster… it should have been me… I saw her… I watched it… I didn’t know what to do… She was just… She…” Along with the tears came hyperventilation, and then retching once all the mucus built up in his throat. It happened almost every hour, his guilt eating away at him, his brain working overtime to try to think of a way that things could have ended differently.

It’s not like it mattered though, he couldn’t change the way it all happened, you were already gone. All he had left was the phantom feeling of your hand in his, a feeling that he clung onto, because once that feeling faded away, that’s when you would be fully gone.

Lee Felix

“You know that I love you, right? It’s not your fault… I want you to always remember that, no matter what. I don’t deserve you though. I don’t deserve anything… And I’m tired. I’m just so tired, Lixie… I’m sorry.”

It was sent at 3:38am eastern standard time… He was sleeping… 2:38pm korean time… If he was there he would have been able to stop you. He was on tour, you were back at home. Everything seemed fine when he left, he told you that he’d be back in 2 months, it was one of the shorter tours… It was like you waited for him to be gone… Like you didn’t want to be stopped, you didn’t want to be saved.

As soon as he saw the message when he woke up, he sent one of the managers to the apartment. He knew what they would find, he already knew, and he was already booking a flight back to Korea. The emotions hadn’t fully hit him yet, they were there, but they didn’t have a chance to really kick in until he was sitting in the airport, a text from the manager confirming what he already knew to be true.

He cried himself to sleep on the flight, and even while sleeping, his body shook from his raspy breaths and tears seemed to subconsciously fall from his eyes. All of the guys went with him, not wanting him to be alone, but most of them were in a state of shock as well, and a majority of them just cried with Felix when he did wake up.

By the time he had gotten back, you had already been identified by your parents. Felix went to visit them, offering his condolences and apologizing for not being able to save you. They didn’t blame him, but they didn’t have to, he was already blaming himself. There had to have been something he could have done to keep this from happening, and it only made him angry when everyone would tell him that what you had done would have happened regardless if you really wanted to do it.

“I want to see her… One last time, I need to see her…” 23 hours and 45 minutes, that’s how long you had been gone, and up until now he had been too scared to even think about seeing you. But it was getting closer to the funeral and he knew that he wouldn’t have any other chance to, and he would only be able to rely on pictures and videos of you afterwards.

“Felix, that’s probably not a good idea. You shouldn’t… You don’t have to do that to yourself.” Chan tried to reason, placing his hands on Felixs shoulders. “She wouldn’t want you to see her like that… Just, wait until the viewing… Then you can say goodbye.” Goodbye? There was nothing good about this, and Chans words only angered him more.

“I’m going. I need to see her.” He said more sternly this time, pushing past the oldest member and walking out the door. Maybe he should have listened, maybe he should have just held onto the memories of you that were living in his mind and in his phone. Once he saw you, he felt everything at once, and he couldn’t stop crying, he couldn’t stop screaming, he was losing his mind.

“Why did you leave me?! Why would you do this?! Fuck!” This image of you was one that he wouldn’t be able to forget, cold, lifeless, laying on the metal table. It looked like you were sleeping, and he wished that he could just make himself believe that you were. “Wake up! You need to wake up now! We have so much to do and… And you just really have to wake up, angel! Come on!” Once he tried to lift you off the bed, that’s when the doctors rushed in, having to pull him off of you. He was thrashing and kicking and screaming, and all anyone could do was cry as they watched from the hallway. He had lost you, but they were slowly losing him because of it… Felix was gone, replaced by a bitter sadness and an anger towards himself that would never go away.

Kim Seungmin

“Seungmin, I think that person behind is drunk or something. You should really just let them go around…” You had said, turning down the radio and watching through the rearview mirror as the car behind you swerved in and out of lanes, coming closer and closer to the back of Seungmins car.

“We’re fine. It’s probably just one of those assholes that’ll weave in and out of traffic and piss everyone off.” Although you saw his eyes narrow as they flashed up into the rearview mirror, cursing under his breath before flicking on his blinker to change lanes. Just as he began to move into the other lane, the car hit the back of Seungmins. It happened in a flash, his foot slamming on the brakes as his right hand flew out to hold onto you.

That was the last thing he remembered before waking up once again, the flashing lights of the emergency vehicles and the sound of metal scraping metal as the car door was being cut off. He tried to turn his head, but that’s when the pain kicked in and he let out a scream… And then the panic set in when he didn’t hear you. Had you already been taken out of the car? He slowly moved his head in your direction, biting back the scream that threatened to escape him as the pain shot through. “Y/N…?” He whispered your name when he saw you, but there was no response. “Honey… Answer me please…” He pleaded, his breaths coming faster, but they were restricted as the seatbelt strained against his chest. This couldn’t be happening… This was a nightmare, it had to be…

“How are you feeling?” Hyunjin asked from the couch at Seungmins bedside. He was still in the hospital, being monitored for the concussion he had gotten from the accident. It had been 24 hours, and soon he would be discharged, but he’d be walking out alone, he’d be going home alone. You didn’t make it, the airbag on your side hadn’t deployed and… He didn’t want to think about what the doctors had told him, he was trying to hold himself together, at least when the guys were around.

“I’m fine.” He muttered, staring straight forward, refusing to look at Hyunjin because he knew that if his hyung saw the tears that had begun to bead up in his eyes, he would only make things worse. “I really just want to go home now. I’ve got a lot of stuff to sort through, I’ve got a lot of phone calls to make.”

“You really don’t have to do all that by yourself. The guys and I… we can help, we want to help. We know that-” Seungmin groaned loudly, cutting off Hyunjins words before he could finish them. He had heard this before from Chan and Changbin. Yes, you were gone, and yes, he was devastated, he was broken, he was pissed, but he knew that if he was given time to dwell on it, things would only be worse.

“I’m gonna sue him, I’m gonna sue him for everything he’s got. I don’t care about the money though, I don’t want his fucking money, I don’t need him to pay my medical bills, I don’t want anything from him but his suffering. I want him to suffer… I want his life to be living hell because that…” His voice broke, his fists balling up the blanket that covered him as a choked off sob escaped him. “That is how my life is now… Without her… So if you could just… Kindly let me handle this… On my own… That would be great.”

Yang Jeongin

“Robbery at local store : 4 Injured and 1 Dead in a Robbery Gone Wrong”

“Isn’t that the Alexander McQueen that Y/N works in?” Jisung asked as he watched Jeongin scroll through the news article that was still live at the moment. Of course it was the same store that you worked in, that’s why he was reading the damn article… Although he didn’t say that though, he wasn’t going to be shitty towards one of the guys just because he was panicking a little bit (a lot).

“I’ll just call her real quick… They already caught the person who did it. She should be okay now.” Jeongin said, trying to keep his voice from wavering. He didn’t want to let on that he was slowly but surely losing his mind not hearing anything from you.

The line rang a few times before it was picked up, and after some silence, a throat was cleared. “Hello.” A male's voice came through the speaker and Jeongins heart sank. “This is Detective Lee, who is this?”

“Her boyfriend. Where is she?” Jeongin didn’t introduce himself as anything but your boyfriend, right now his only worry was your whereabouts and why you hadn’t reached out to him. If something like this was going on in his building he would have called you already to let you know that he’s okay.

“Sir, I’m… I’m very sorry… But-“

“Nope!” Jeongin cut the detective off, pushing himself up off the couch that he had been sitting on, catching the attention of the other guys that sat around the room. “That’s not funny, don’t mess with me like that. I-I’d really like to speak to her now. C-can you put her on the phone? Please!”

“I know that this is hard for you… But we need you to come down to the hospital… and identify her…” The detective said solemnly, feeling Jeongins pain through the phone.

He broke, right then and there, he broke down. He threw his phone across the room, not caring as the screen shattered to bits against the wall before crumbling on the floor. His hands flew to his hair, pulling at it as he let out the most pain filled scream. The guys caught him before he could fall to the floor, their arms encircling him and trying to hold him up.

No amount of time would make this easier for him, but the hardest was the first 24 hours. His eyes were burning from crying so much, his throat burned, his chest hurt. He couldn’t even move, he felt so weak, his head hurt and he felt sick. He couldn’t stop crying, whenever he would stop, he’d think about you and he’d cry again, the sobs were heartwrenching, curled up in the fetal position and clutching onto your pillow.

You’d never lay beside him again, he wouldn’t be able to wake up to your morning kisses, he wouldn’t be able to cuddle beside you on the couch anymore. You were gone, you’d always be gone, you were never coming back. A piece of him died when you did, and that would piece of him, his heart, would always be with you, wherever you were, and he’d wait forever to finally be with you again.

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comradeghosty · 1 year ago

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Not a Study Session (NSFW)

NSFW Stoner!Ace x reader fic

Summary: You are supposed to meet your friend Luffy to help him study, but run into his older brother instead.

Tags: College AU, first time, corruption, fingering, vaginal sex, recreational weed use, praise

!!! 18+ !!!

I also posted on AO3

You walked up to Luffy’s house, backpack in hand and ready for your study (tutoring) session with the guy. Both of you were in this pre-calc class together, you because it was required for your major and Luffy because it was a required credit to graduate college. Needless to say, the man was hopeless on his own, but you helped pull his grade up to a C last quarter.

Usually he met you at your place, but your roommate had guests over for a party. Luffy offered for you to meet him at his house, telling you that his guardian wasn’t home for the weekend so it was free. So when the door swung open to a tall, tan man with long, dark hair, you were surprised. You adjusted your grip on your bag, shifting a little nervously and intentionally NOT looking at his bare chest. Seriously, who answers the door in just sweatpants?

“You're… not Luffy…?” you said dumbly, not expecting anybody to be at home.

The man leaned against the doorframe, cocking his head slightly. He wore a slight smile. “So, you’re Luffy’s friend from college?”

You avoided looking at his dark eyes, which felt like they pierced straight through you. It was a little uncomfortable how exposed you felt standing in front of him, watching his eyes flick down to take in your outfit. You wished that you had worn pants instead of a skirt. Of course, you couldn’t ignore that he was… very handsome. His long hair brushed his broad, freckled shoulders. You saw the way his strong jaw flexed when he spoke.

“I, uh- yeah. Um… is Luffy home? We were supposed to study for the test next week,” you mumbled. The man in the door barked out a laugh.

“Ahh, I see. You’re the one helping him pass. You must be such a smart girl,” he smiled, his grin wolfish, like he might eat you up at any moment. “Nah, he’s at soccer practice right now. Since you came all this way, might as well stay. He’ll be home in maybe an hour.”

You felt your fingers fidgeting nervously, not wanting to be annoying by staying while Luffy isn’t even home. “Oh, no it’s fine. I can wait at the coffee sh-” you tried to protest, but the man already ushered you in by a large hand on the small of your back.

Once inside, he closed the door behind you. He turned toward you with that huge grin on his face again. You swore his teeth sparkled. “I’m Ace, by the way. Luffy’s older brother. I’m sure you’ve heard of me,” he chuckled, winking at you. You stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do. Ace walked past you into the living room, flopping down on the couch in the living room. He was so relaxed, his lithe body moving in what you could only describe as a saunter.

Ace pulled out a large bong from somewhere you didn’t see, looking at you while packing a bowl. “You look so tense. Relax, I’m not gonna force you. Put your stuff down and come sit with me,” he offered, patting a couch cushion to beckon you over.

“O- okay,” you stammered out, setting down your backpack near the front door and kicking your shoes off. Ace smiled at you when you sat down, leaving a bit of space between you. Slowly, you looked around the living room to distract yourself from your proximity to the man. The TV was on, featuring some pirate cartoon that Ace was probably watching. There were pictures hanging up that featured the brothers, and you shook your head when you felt yourself staring at a picture of Ace on the beach. You felt Ace’s knee press against you, and you were startled out of your trance, your body stiffening and eyes widening. For some reason, Luffy’s brother put you on edge, and now he was touching you. Ace chuckled at your reaction, and you felt a blush dust your cheeks.

“You’re a good girl, aren't you?”

His words had your thighs tightening slightly, your eyes flitting quickly to his. “I- uh.. I’m sorry?”

“Like… in school?” he clarified, his eyes shifting back to the bong on the coffee table. You looked down, a bit mortified at your reaction, missing the smirk that stretched across Ace’s face.

“O- oh… I guess… I’m a straight A student, if that’s what you're asking,” you mumbled out quickly, trying to move on. Swallowing hard, you tried to relax a little. It was embarrassing how jumpy you were.

Ace just hummed in response, lighting the bong. You watched as his mouth moved to the mouthpiece, the way his hand flicked the lighter, the rising of his chest as he inhaled the smoke. He knew you were watching him, but you were too focused to notice that he caught you. The bong was placed back on the table, and Ace exhaled. Fine ribbons of smoke drifted out from between his lips, and it was mesmerizing, you felt entranced. He licked his lips before turning to face you. You felt his eyes studying your face.

“You ever smoked before?” he asked. You shook your head, your eyes shifting to the cartoon on the TV. God, Ace thought you were so cute. His head tilted a little, grinning. “You wanna try?”

“Oh, uh.. I- well… okay,” you stuttered, feeling your face get warm again. If you could just stop blushing around him, that would be great!

“Ha, cute… okay,” Ace murmured, scooting closer to you. Your legs touched now, thighs pressed against each other. A shiver rolled through your body at the contact. “So here’s what we’re gonna do. Since you’ve never smoked before, I don’t want you inhaling directly from the bong. How about you shotgun a hit? It’ll be easier on you.”

You looked down, just nodding in response, when you felt Ace’s hand snapping in front of your eyes. He prompted you to look at him, and you had to look up to see his face. How had you not noticed how tall he was before?

“You gotta use your voice, you wanna try to shotgun? Hm?” he asked again. How he stayed so easy going while you were practically trembling, you didn’t know. All you could focus on was the way his skin was freckled across his nose and his bare chest. He was so close to you, warmth emanating from him. You could smell him, like smoke and sandalwood. God, he even smelled warm. You shifted in your seat.

For a second, you just nodded again before remembering you were supposed to speak out loud. “Ah, yes. But… I don’t know what that is,” you admitted shyly. It was sometimes embarrassing how inexperienced you were for a college student.

Ace chuckled, “Don’t worry, I’m a good teacher.” You felt reassured by his easy demeanor, like he wouldn’t judge you for not knowing. That put you at ease, and you started to really relax around him. You turned slightly, facing him while he explained how to shotgun a hit.

The way his lips moved was almost hypnotizing, and you looked up at him with wide eyes. As he explained, you intermittently nodded at him, your eyes flitting between his eyes and mouth. Butterflies fluttered in your stomach. He finished up his explanation and looked at you, his eyebrows lilted. You watched as he wet his lips. “Alright? You got it? Think you can do it?” He looked for your confirmation, to which you nodded fervently. You had never been particularly interested in weed before, but you really wanted to impress Ace.

“Y- yeah, I can do it,” you said, looking for his approval. You smiled up at him, your eyes wide and eager.

A large, warm hand rested on your knee. Ace smirked at you, “good girl. Now, I need you to move here so it’s easier for you.” Before you could react, the brunette's large hands took yours, and you let him guide you off the couch to kneel between his legs. You faced him, looking up at him with your hands resting on your thighs. Nerves started itching at you again before he picked up the bong. “Ready?” He wet his lips again, looking down at you.

“Mhm, I’m ready,” you nodded again. The anticipation made you so antsy to just do this. Ace flicked his lighter, but before he put the flame to the stem, he paused.

“I forgot to say,” he began, his eyes half lidded, “you have to put your lips against my lips to take the hit.” A smirk graced his lips as he flicked the lighter again and lit up the bong. Your mouth parted slightly, your eyes wide as you just nod dumbly up at him. Ace took the hit, a mouth full of smoke as he gripped your chin in his large hand. He angled your face up towards his, thumb brushing over your bottom lip to silently ask you to open.

Your lips parted as he got closer to you, and you closed your eyes. When his lips touched yours, you felt yourself slightly jump but relax quickly as he inhaled the smoke into your mouth. You breathed in, the smell of weed and Ace filling your lungs. His lips were soft, and you briefly imagined kissing him before he pulled away. The smoke scratched at your throat when you breathed in, and you tried to hold the hit in your lungs as long as you could before you broke out into a coughing fit. The smoke was harsh on your throat, but you didn’t anticipate that since Ace made it look easy and effortless. Coughs wracked your body, and you found your forehead resting on Ace’s knee as you tried to catch your bearings. His hand stroked your hair, and you heard his soft voice murmuring to you.

“Gooooood girl. You're taking it so well,” he cooed. Ace’s large hand moved to your neck, cradling the back of your head and tugging slightly at your hair. You were pliant for him, letting him move you back so he could gaze down at you. His eyes were half lidded, and you could say he looked almost sleepy if it wasn’t for a stark alertness in them. A bottle of water materialized in front of you.

You coughed a little more. “Please, ‘m thirsty,” you whined for the water. Ace smirked, and god he looked like he wanted to eat you up.

The hand in your hair leaned your head back a little as Ace brought the bottle to your lips. You parted your lips for him, blushing at how intently he watched your mouth. “There you go… open… so good at following directions,” he breathed. The bottle of water tipped a bit, and he poured the water into your mouth, feeding you. His thumb rubbed firmly against the back of your neck, and he smiled. “Swallow… yeah, that’s it.” You looked up at him as you drank the water, small moans and noises coming from your throat as you drank greedily. A few drops of water dribbled down your chin before Ace pulled the bottle away, his thumb brushing away the droplets and dragging slightly against your cheek. “Atta girl, so good for your first time.”

Ace drew away from you, the thumb that wiped the water from your lips coming to his mouth. You felt frozen as you watched his thumb disappear between his lips, seeing his pink tongue lick lazily over the digit. An ache formed in your abdomen as you knelt, entranced as you watched him lap at his thumb. You didn’t even realize the way your mouth parted and your breathing got heavier, the weed slowly hitting you and relaxing your boundaries and awareness. “F- fuck,” you whined, your face getting red as you realize you just moaned out loud. Ace’s eyes met yours, mischievous. You watched as he cocked his head to the side, raising one of his eyebrows.

“Yeah? You like that?” he hummed, leaning forward and resting his elbows on his knees. Your faces were so close. All you could do was nod, you were speechless. Ace smiled, “you want some more?” You nodded again, quickly. Anything to get him to touch you again. He chuckled, his hand cradling your head once more. “Cute. Open your mouth for me.”

Your lips parted in anticipation of more water, before you saw him lift the bottle to his own lips. There was barely any time to register what was happening before Ace took a mouthful of water into his own mouth and leaned down to your mouth. His lips were on yours and you felt a gush of liquid enter your mouth as he transferred the water to you. A moan bubbled up from your lips as you swallowed against him, your lips still touching. You felt Ace smirking against your mouth at your moan, and that was enough for you to abandon all shame and inhibitions.

In one fluid motion, you gripped his thighs and pushed yourself up into him, kissing him messily. Your body stretched up to meet his mouth, and you devoured him like you were starved. The kiss was wet from the water, but neither of you cared, relishing the feeling of your tongues sliding against each other. Whines and moans escaped your mouth as your lips greedily mashed against his. His name escaped your mouth in a whimper, and Ace chuckled against you. “Ha, so needy… C’mere,” he murmured, biting at your lip before pulling back.

Ace bent down and wrapped his hands around your ass, cupping your cheeks as he pulled you up into his lap. Both of your legs rested on either side of his thighs as he squeezed you firmly. Your skirt bunched up around your hips, and you desperately pressed your lips back to his, whimpering and whining as your teeth knocked against his. If you were sober, you probably would’ve worried that Ace could feel your inexperience, but you were so desperate for him that it didn’t even cross your mind. You just wanted, needed, him more than anything. Ace’s hands wandered up your ass, gripping your waist and pressing you down into his lap. You gasped, feeling his hard length against your panties.

“Ahh,” you whined, your eyes wide as you stare at him. A blush spread down your neck as you felt Ace pressing himself up against you. A whimper left your lips as the brunette’s large hands moved your hips, grinding you down against his cock. “A- Ace…”

You saw Ace concentrating, letting out shaky breaths as your clothed cunt rubbed against him, his bottom lip sucked between his teeth. His hands squeezed your waist and you felt his deep voice radiate through your chest as he asked, “You ever done this before?”

A shiver shot down to your stomach, and your face burned. You looked up at Ace, eyes wide and mouth parted as you breathed heavily. Ace’s half lidded gaze made you feel naked, bare before him, the way his dark eyes saw straight through you. “Uh uh,” you shook your head, knowing that he already knew the answer. Ace smiled, one of his hands snaking up your side to touch your breast.

“Don’t worry, cutie, you’re doing great,” he praised you, thumb skimming over your hardened nipple that peeked through your shirt. Your eyes fluttered shut at the contact, the foreign feelings sending shocks right between your thighs. As Ace’s hand moved back down to your waist, you felt yourself losing yourself in the feelings. Your body moved on its own, your high making everything more sensitive. Every time his bulge brushed against your clothed clit, a moan slipped through your mouth. Ace felt it too, sensitive and wanting as he rhythmically pressed himself into you. His quiet moans and sounds went right to your cunt, and you could feel your wetness soaking through your panties.

You felt Ace’s hands move down your waist to your skirt, tugging slightly at the hem. “May I?” he asked. His knuckles skimmed against the outside of your thighs.

“P- please, Ace, please,” you begged, needy as you grinded against him. Ace smirked as his hands dipped under your skirt, gripping your thighs. It’s so sensitive, the way his hands danced against the delicate skin of your inner thighs. Your head slumped over, your forehead resting on his shoulder as you whined against him. All of the sensations were so new and amplified and overwhelming in the best way. Your hands rested against his bare chest. “Oh… god,” you moaned out when you felt his thumb brush against your panties.

“Fuck… you’re so wet. Is this all for me?” he asked you, smirking and rubbing his thumb more insistently against you. “You respond so well to me, pretty.”

You felt yourself get lost in the sensations, your mouth parted as you pant against his shoulder. “I need you to do something for me,” he urged. Ace’s hands disappeared from your body and you whimpered at the loss of contact, looking up at him with wide eyes. He smiled down at you, kissing you and biting at your bottom lip. His hands found yours, and he moved them to your skirt hem before pulling back. “I wanna see. Hold this up for me, alright?” You nodded, using both of your hands to pull your skirt up. Ace’s gaze darkened as he watched you expose yourself to him, shuddering as he watched your white cotton panties rub against his hard on.

“P- please Ace, please… do something. Please,” you begged, your eyes squeezed tight as you grinded down desperately. Ace was flushed and panting as he watched you move. His hands gripped your thighs again, moving upwards along your sensitive skin. You felt his thumbs press against you though your panties, slowly and arduously rubbing your slit.

“Like that? Is that what you want, angel?” he crooned, his voice breathy with want. You clenched the skirt in your hands, bucking your hips for more friction. It was so frustrating, you wanted more but it was so embarrassing to ask. Your face was flushed, eyes shut tight and breathing heavy. Ace couldn’t take his eyes off you, mesmerized by how responsive you were. “God… you look so cute like this.”

His thumb moved quickly across the wet spot on your panties, Ace’s gaze on where he touched you through your clothed cunt. A smirk crossed his face as he dragged his thumb up, brushing the digit over your clit. “Ah, fuck, Ace!” you cried out, clenching around nothing. You heard his breathing grow ragged as he watched you shudder as he rubbed circles through your panties. “Please, please please, Ace…” you chanted, so desperately needing more.

You heard Ace mutter under his breath, sighing out a breathy “fuck” before sliding your panties to the side and dipping two fingers into your slit. “You're so wet, so good for me,” Ace groaned. If he could’ve gotten any harder, he would’ve. He pulled his fingers off of you, moving them to his mouth and tasting you, moaning around his fingers as he greedily sucked them. You watched him, confused and turned on as his soft tongue worked its way around the digits. Ace opened his mouth, eyeing your expression.

“That’s… weird,” you breathed, the action being completely foreign to you.

Ace chuckled around his fingers before pulling them out of his mouth. “Nah, you taste delicious. Here,” he offered you his fingers, pushing them in your mouth before you could protest. “Suck.”

His fingers pressed against your tongue as you hesitantly sucked them, the taste of yourself on his skin was interesting but not bad. The moan that Ace let out was unholy, his head leaned back as your tongue swirled around his digits.

“God,” he moaned, pulling his fingers out and returning them to your cunt. The middle finger dragged through your slit and pressed against your hole. “You ready?” he asked, checking in with you that this was still okay.

You nodded, still holding up your skirt as Ace watched his finger sink into you. The feeling was so strange, but it was so enjoyable and you moaned out loudly. Ace wanted nothing more but to bury his cock in you as soon as possible. Slowly, he pumped his finger, letting you adjust to the feeling. Ace could feel you shaking. “How does it feel?” he asked, wanting to gauge your reaction.

“Haa, so good, so good Ace…” you whined, feeling yourself move against his finger. “Want more… please…”

Ace grinned widely, slowly pushing a second finger into you. “Your wish is my command,” he murmured, still hazy from his high. It was so hot to him how needy you were, how bad you wanted him. He fucked his fingers into you at a quicker pace as he watched your chest rise and fall as you panted. “God.. you're so pretty on my fingers,” he praised you, watching you grind against him harder in response.

“I- I want…” you whined, flushing dark. “Ace… P- please…” One of your hands dropped your skirt, moving down to touch his clothed cock, rubbing a thumb against the shaft.

“F- fuck… God... You’re so perfect for me,” he moaned, his eyes fluttering shut. You watched as he used one hand to undo his pants, pulling his cock out. It was thick, with dark hair at the base. A moan escaped your mouth as you clenched down around his fingers, making Ace grin. “Yeah? Like what you see?”

He pulled his fingers out of you, using your wetness to slick his cock. One of your hands wandered down to meet his, touching him as he stroked himself. You felt him take your hand and place it on his cock, wrapping his hand around yours to show you how he likes it. Ace’s head leaned back with the sensation of your hand on his cock, moaning out your name and mumbling about how perfect you felt on him.

“Mm, Ace… want you… please…” you whined. One of his hands gripped your waist, adjusting you so you hovered right over him.

“Keep holding that skirt up… Wanna see…” Ace mumbled, need ravaging his brain. He pushed you down a little so he could run the tip of his cock through the wetness of your cunt. “Fuck, so wet for me.”

You struggled to hold the skirt up, trembling as he pressed against your hole. “A- Ace,” you whined as the hand on your waist pushed you lower, feeling the head of his cock push into you. His eyes were glued to the sight, loving watching himself enter you.

Ace breathed out, whispering a string of “fuck,” “so good,” and “so tight.” You sank down on him slowly, inch by inch as he filled you. “Breathe, make sure to breathe,” he reminded you and probably reminded himself as well. Your cunt squeezed around him, he was so thick as he bottomed out in you. Ace held you against him as you adjusted to the feeling of being full. “You’re doing so good for me, there you go,” he murmured.

He started slowly, shallowly fucking up into you as you whined and moaned. The sensation was so new but so good, the head of his cock dragging against the sensitive spot in your cunt. Every time he filled you completely, the base of his cock bumped against your clit, sending fireworks down to your toes. You clenched around him every time, egging him on. “Oh, god, fuck Ace… feels so good… ‘m so full… please…”

Ace felt himself losing his composure at the whines and moans you made, wanting to fuck you hard and fast. The way you were so innocent and willing made him want to absolutely ruin you. He started pulling you down as he fucked up into you, lightly at first, but slowly moving you faster. You felt your head slump forward, blissed out with the quick and rough thrusts. A small string of drool dripped from the corner of your mouth as you panted.

“Ha, fuck…” Ace groaned as he watched his cock thrust in and out of you. He could feel himself getting closer, so he moved a thumb to your clit and rubbed circles on it as he fucked you. He built up your orgasm quickly, and you could feel yourself tensing up. Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes and you rocked yourself against him, bouncing yourself on his cock. The sensations were so much, the feeling of fullness when he bottomed out, the thumb on your clit, even the lingering high made you feel good and sensitive.

“Please, please…” you whined. You were so close.

“C’mon baby, I wanna feel you cum around me,” he moaned, feeling you tighten around him.

A few more thrusts and you were cumming hard, clenching down on his cock and crying out. “God, fuck. Ace, I’m cumming. ‘S so good. Fuck,” you moaned, stringing together words and mumbled nonsense as you rode the feeling out against him.

“So fucking perfect,” Ace gritted out as he gripped your waist harshly. He held you up as he pounded into you, fucking you with abandon. You cried as you slumped against him, overstimulated. “So good, you feel so fucking good, god, fuck,” he whimpered, pulling out of you and cumming all over your thighs. You felt his shallow breaths against your neck as you both laid there, spent and exhausted.

Both of you were sticky and wet. After a moment, you felt Ace lift you and carry you to the bathroom. He sat you on the counter, getting a warm, damp washcloth and wiping you off. You felt boneless, slightly slumped over but more clean. Ace pushed your hair back behind your ear, kissing your cheek. “How are you feeling?” he asked. You couldn’t really formulate a response, nodding your head and grunting out an affirmative noise. He chuckled at you.

“You did so good for your first time. Let me take you home, I don’t think you’re gonna be much help studying today,” Ace smirked. “Guess that means you’ll have to come back later this week.”

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tojisth3rdwife · 19 days ago

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Dog Gone It!

Syn: Aint it funny how when you let your kids get a pet, they immediately become your problem?

cw: crack. Megumi and these damn dogs driving you crazy..

a/n: s/o @sugurugetoshairbrush for the insp❤️❤️

“Hot sauce all in our Top Ramen, ya bish..ya bish, ya bish. Park the car, then we start rhymin', ya bish…” Toji mumbles along to the music filling his car, leaning back in his seat, one hand on the wheel as he sits in morning traffic. The forecast predicted scattered downpours for the whole day, having drenched the city and grayed the skies since early. He sighs bitterly when the motion of the traffic’s flow stalled, clenching his jaw when the car behind him started honking obnoxiously.

Toji was reluctantly on his way to a job that Shiu offered to him the night before. Something quick and easy, a minor shakedown and debt collection that shouldn't take him long. Knowing that didn't make it any easier to leave you this morning. Hell, he could still feel your lips on his neck and jawline as he had to force himself out the door.

No big deal though. He’d get the job done. Run some errands then make his way back to the house so he could enjoy having you to himself for a few hours.

His car had eased a bit further up the crowded road when his mounted phone rings from the front vents. Its a Facetime call from you.

Toji frowns, wondering what would have you Facetiming him this early when he expected you to be back in bed and asleep since Megumi had gone off to school.

Perhaps you were restless and wanted to put on a little show for him, needed his help to get back to sleep. Dirty possibilities spawned in his brain as he lifted his finger to swipe over the phone to answer, a knowing smirk on his face.

Toji’s attention is split between watching traffic and his screen, which he expected to be filled by your sensual expression, shrouded in his sheets and pillows. But no. He’s met immediately with your scowl and disheveled appearance.

You were standing in what he deduced was the living room, with the jingly sound of silver dog collars, heavy panting, and the TV in the background. His white tee you were wearing when he left was stretched at the collar and stained a light brown along with streaks of dirt and wet grass over your chest. Your hair, which was tied up neatly in a patterned silk scarf previously, was uncovered and a mess all over your head as if you’d been in a fight.

It's so shocking that a chuckle bubbled up from Toji’s chest as he sat up in his seat.

“Wha...Babe what the fuck happened to you?” he furrowed his brow and you simply turned the phone towards the floor, which was riddled with huge muddy paw prints and scattered puddles of water at your feet. At that, Toji’s smirk fades.

The camera whips back up to your comically pissed expression, a deranged smile now confusing Toji entirely.

“Guess who forgot to let the dogs back in from the backyard again?”

Toji stares at you blankly for a moment, then drops his head and shakes it when the answer hits.

“Dammit Megs. I had just told that boy...” he mutters, running his hand over his face.

“Yeah, me too. Right after you left, I reminded him to take care of the dogs before he went to school. So when he got on the bus , I assumed he had. But when I got out of the bathroom, I heard them scratching at the back door. They were just out there crying and getting rained on.”

Your voice began to shake with emotion as you moved around the room, mumbling cusses under your breath.

“Then what happened? Why do you look like you just got your ass kicked?” Toji counters at your pause, his choice of words making you laugh dryly.

“Funny you ask! I open the damn door and try to rescue them and those fuckers trample right over my ass and tracked mud and who the fuck knows what else all through the living room. Knocked my mug out of my hands so its hot ass coffee all over me. And now the front room stank like outside and ass..mud and shit everywhere Toji.....”

He hisses empathetically, his expression wrinkling in a grimace.

“Fuck! You got burned?? Is it bad?..” Toji inquires, his eyes lifting to the road and his mirrors as he attempts to switch lanes.

You appreciated his concern for you and would have been all warm and fuzzy inside because of it had you not already been so furious.

“No. No, it doesn't seem so bad. I haven't had a chance to check since it just happened. My shirt is just fucked..Aht aht! GHOST! NO! Nooooo..Getcho ass off that couch...”

Toji looks back down at his phone to find you swatting and baring your teeth at one of the dogs, chasing him away from the furniture.

“Uuuuughh!!! Toji it's big ass doo doo looking prints on the couch!! I just. I can't! I fucking can't..” you whimpered pitifully. All while you were fussing with the animals ruining his house and his woman, Toji was fighting for his life to keep from laughing at the way you talked to the dogs. If anyone else was listening, they’d swear you were rounding up a group of unruly ass children.

Although in retrospect, you kind of were.

A break in the traffic jam allowed Toji to turn down a back road, allowing him to cruise at a higher speed on his way to his destination. You noticed him trying to cover his scarred lips with his fist, a feeble attempt at hiding his smile. You focused your glare on him, quirking your brow.

“Uhm…I don’t see whats so funny. Ima have some words for your son and Im gonna put his animals right back out there in the rain so i can clean my house..” you mutter, glancing over the phone as said animals begin playfully growling at each other over a mangled chew toy.

“AHT AHT!! Don't yall start that shit!!” You yell as Toji responds to your not-so-idle threats to kick them out.

“Please don't. You know they’ll just howl and piss off the neighbors and shit...It's too early.” He shakes his head, coming up on a red light.

“Damn right it's too early! And fawk them neighbors! What about me? Lil is over here prancing around like she did a good thing by knocking my coffee all over the floor. Ghost keep jumping on the couch..” your voice shook as if you were about to cry, which you very well might do. It was close to that time of the month when every minor inconvenience felt major, and major ones seemed catastrophic. Toji knew he shouldn’t have left the house that morning. He just knew it.

“..it smells in here and now I have to mop again and take all the cushion covers off the couch to wash 'em..” you continued ranting, to which Toji listened intently with a wary scowl trained ahead at the busy intersection.

He sighs loudly.

“Im sorry youre dealing with that babe. I really am.” Toji mutters just as the loud sniffing sound has him glancing at his phone to find the camera on your chest. You were bending to sop up the spilled coffee and rain water with a towel when one of the dog’s started investigating.

“Yeah well me too...Stop, Ghost. Move...You have to talk to Megs about this. You let him get these damn dogs and while I love them, they're a pain in my ass today. And now they're just looking at me like they're innocent. Tails just wagging...”

To prove it, you stand and tap the screen to switch to the back camera for Toji to get a look at the dynamic duo himself.

Ghost, the male hound with snow white fur stood with his ears sticking straight up and his tongue dangling from his mouth as he panted happily.

Lilith, his sister with the deep black coat, was sitting beside him gazing up at you with interest, her head tilting curiously.

Both of their tails wagged happily as you stood over them, trying not to swoon over how cute they were in spight of all the destruction they caused in your house. They were just so damn big and rowdy, being less than a year old. You were afraid to see how much damage they could do if they weren't done growing.

Toji regards the big ass puppies with a squint before grunting in amusement, easing forward on the greenlight.

“Well..at least theyre happy..” he smirks, his attention back on driving.

He feels you give him the coldest glare through the phone that makes him chuckle in surrender and shake his head.

“Ok ok..I’ll talk to Megumi about being more responsible and make him scrub the couch when he gets home so just leave it, alright? I’ll handle it.” Toji grips the steering wheel, his forearms flexing subtly as he makes his turn.

The definitiveness of his tone put you at ease immediately because you know for a fact that Toji would handle his broody, hard-headed ass son. As far as the dogs, you knew in a few hours that you’d forgive them and their owner for just being themselves, and the drama of the morning would be another comical memory to join the rest that has accumulated since joining the Fushiguro clan.

A sigh of relief puffs between your lips.

“Good. Thank you. Im gonna go clean myself up. I’ll talk to you later.” You step past the dogs on your way towards the bathroom again, ready to peel the damn coffee stained shirt from your body. The rev of Toji’s engine was audible and the view of him driving comfortable with his huge pecs stretching the front of his standard black tee distracts you from the grumpiness for a few seconds. Unaware of you ogling since he was watching the road, Toji reaches for his mounted phone.

“Alright baby. Don’t kill nobody in the meantime. I’ll be back in a few hours.” He half jokes, tapping his screen. You were in the bathroom by now, turning the faucet for the bathtub to hot before responding.

“Yeah yeah, no promises. Hurry up.” You mutter with a pout. The same one you gave Toji before he left. He chuckles at your expression, rolling his eyes. You scrunch your nose at him before kissing the pads of your middle and index fingers and pressing your stamped smooch to Toji’s face on your phone. He steals a glance towards his phone just in time to recieve the imaginary kiss and your grumpy ‘bye Toji’ amidst the rushing water.

“Uh huh. Bye, baby..” he laughs, making sure to press his lips to his thumb, then his thumb to the camera before tapping the little red circle to hang up.

#fushiguro toji x reader #jjk #anime #toji x black reader #toji fushiguro #toji fanfic #toji zenin #dad toji #jjk toji #toji fic #jjk fanfic #jjktoji #jujutsu toji #jujutsu kaisen toji #toji x reader

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thebellearchives · 1 year ago

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I saw your fluff post for Gojo, and sheesh it was so good! If you're still taking requests for your event, can I request fluff #12 for Gojo? 💖

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐋𝐘

~ satoru gojo ; jujutsu kaisen

✧˚ · . S Y N O P S I S : it isn’t like satoru’s known for being the most serious of sorcerers out there, so why would’ve you taken seriously all of those flirty jokes of his?

‧₊˚ c o n t e n t s : gn!reader, fluff, friends to lovers, first love coded so this one’s about younger gojo!

‧₊˚ a / n : you’re so sweet anon thank you so much ! hope you like this one, i feel like it’s a little bit all over the place, but hopefully no one will pick up on it 💃🏻

Toge ver. || Sukuna ver. || Gojo ver.

“What’s so good about this movie anyway?” Satoru had rolled his eyes behind his glasses with a mocking smile, but still didn’t bicker much more when you sat him down in your couch to watch it.

Surprisingly, you found yourself asking that exact same question in your head. You were eager to watch it because it was an adaptation of a book you had read a long time ago, but now watching it in your TV screen you weren’t sure if was just a terrible adaptation or the book had been this bad too. Maybe you had just been a bit too impresionable when you read it. Maybe if you re read it you’d find out it was trashier than you thought.

Whatever it was your eyes had started to give up after a while, eyelids trying their best to close in search of some nice rest. And you probably would’ve fallen asleep already if it weren’t for this weird sensation of someone watching you. You were alone in your living room with Satoru, so there was no way anyone else had their eyes set on you, but every time you glanced at him he was absorbed in the movie.

You closed your eyes for a second, just a small bit of time to rest, but there it was again. Someone was watching you. So you turned to Satoru for like the fourth time, his blue eyes staring intently at the screen… a little too intently, honestly. You squinted, studying his facial expression. His lips were slightly pursed in an attempt to hold back a smile, and he was so stiff he wasn’t even blinking. Satoru was always up to something, and the fact that he kept you on your toes all the time was probably one of your favourite things about him. So you sighed and opened your mouth to ask what the hell was he up to, but he quickly turned to you with a cheeky smile.

“How long are you planning to stare at me?”

The question took you by surprise. Of course it did, he always did.

“Are you serious?” you quirked an eyebrow.

“Yeah? This is like the fourth time you glance at me. Am I really that handsome?”

You giggled at that, you had always thought he was handsome, but… he was just your friend. Right?

“Am I really that beautiful?” you went along with his joke “I can’t fall asleep when I feel your eyes on me like that.”

“Is that so?” he smiled wider, moving closer to you and forcing you to pick up your legs against you chest to give him space “staring at you like what?”

Defiant, you moved closer to him too.

“That’s what I’d like to know. You keep staring at me instead of watching the film, so what’s up?”

“Me?” he tilted his head, pretending to be confused, biting his lip “I just asked you why you were glancing at me all the time, it was totally not the other way around.”

“You just did it before I had the chance to ask!”

“Nah, you were staring at me first” he winked, a cocky grin on his lips.

“Why are you so desperate for my attention?” rolling your eyes, you let your legs hang from the side of the sofa and straightened your back, leaning towards him just slightly.

“Because I keep trying to flirt with you and you keep dismissing me!” he whined, but his statement only made you laugh.

“What are you talking about?!”

He sighed and rolled his eyes, letting his shoulder hit the sofa.

“You know what I’m talking about…” his irises stared at you above his glasses, almost looking like he was giving you puppy dog eyes “I wouldn’t be here watching this trashy movie otherwise.”

You just stared at him, eyebrows almost meeting in confusion. Yeah, he had always played around like that. But it was just playing! He was always playing! … or was he?

“… 'Toru, are you being serious right now?”

“Honestly, how many times do I have to tell you I am being serious!”

“Listen to you! All whiny and childish, how am I supposed to take you seriou-”

In the blink of a eye, Satoru’s lips were on yours. It took you a second to warm up to his gesture, but your body relaxed. You closed your eyes, lifting up your chin and kissing him back. Your heartbeat quickened and your chest felt like it was on fire. Was your friend Gojo Satoru really kissing you then or had you fallen asleep? Maybe you were dreaming about it. Maybe you were dreaming about the way his lips insistently kissed yours, or about the way your hands held his face to keep him from pulling back. About the way his hands reached out to hold you by your hips, that tiny moment where he gasped for air and kept on kissing you passionately, until his body was hovering over yours and you weren’t sure if you were gasping for air because of the kiss or to calm down the fire he had started inside of you. He inhaled sharply too, your lashes fluttering in confused blinking. There was this longing in the air around you, a need for more of his kisses so unfamiliar to you and yet so alluring.

“Do you think I’m serious now?”

It was just finally making sense, all the pieces of the puzzle finally being completed in you head. All that playing around, smiles and jokes…

“Maybe. I’m not sure. You should kiss me again to see if that works.”

Satoru snorted, but he’d lie if he said he didn’t eagerly comply to that request.

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anime-allover · 5 months ago

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You tell them, that you're a kaijuu| Soshiro, Narumi, and Leno

Gender neutral

Warning: mild spoilers

You to say it twice for him

He doesn't know what to feel right now

But at the end he'll still be with you

"Gen." You sat down in front of the TV, in Narumi's view. Narumi leaned to the side to see the TV but you wouldn't let him. Narumi pouted and put the controller down. He looked at you and crossed his arms.

"You have all of my attention y/n." You smiled but that smile didn't lasted long. Narumi noticed this and got serious. "Y/n, what's wrong?"

"There's... something I need to tell you." You broke eye contact with him and looked at an empty bag of chips on the floor. Narumi stayed silent waiting for you to continue. You took a deep breath and looked at him. "I'm a kaijuu." Narumi smiled.

"Oh, it's ok Y/n, I don't see- wait what?" Narumi smile dropped, he thinks that he heard you wrong.

"I'm a Kaijuu, Gen." Narumi was silent, the news you told him was big. He kills Kaijuus but he never expected that you're also one. What happens if the others finds out? Will they use you as a weapon too? "-n, Gen!"

Narumi shook his head and quickly pull you into a hug. "Thank you for trusting and telling me. I'm not mad or anything, it's just a lot to take in. I don't want the others to know, because something might happen to you if word gets out." Narumi sighed and buried he head onto your shoulder. "I still love you, so don't think otherwise, ok?"

He'll just stare at you

You kinda wish that you're inside of his head, just to know what he's thinking about

"Soshiro?" You looked at him worriedly. Hoshina, snapped out of his trance and placed his hands on his face. He then started to overreact.

"Why do I attract humanoid Kaijuus!" He groaned out loud. You looked at him in confusion.

"You attract them? Who else is a Kaijuu?" Hoshina stopped overreacting and placed his hands on your shoulders with a serious look on his face.

"how many times have you transformed?"

"uh.. not that much I guess?" You tried to think. Hoshina let out a sigh.

"That's good, I can't have a s/o that's stuck in Kaijuu form. Then how will I have a super cool family." Hoshina let's go of you and smiled to himself.

"w-wait, you're not going to kill me or report me?"

"Nah, why would I? I want you all to myself and they might take all your time away from me. We don't want that." You let out a sigh of relief and hugged him tightly.

"Aaaa, I love you Soshiro!"

"Mhm~, now you owe me"

He'll be so dramatic when you tell him

He might even cry because does it look like he wants to go through with this again?

You were squirming in your seat as Ichikawa let out a huge groan while he put his face into his hand. He looked at you between his fingers and you looked back at him with a shy but nervous smile.

You scratched your cheek and looked away from him. "I-I know it'll be uncomfortable for you to-"

"no no no, that's not why I'm like this." He shook his head and sighed. You wait for him to continue because you're confused. "I'm like this because I'll be a worried mess all over again."

"What do you mean?" You were still confused. Ichikawa grabbed your hands and squeezed them tightly.

"Promise me that you won't go fighting all alone, and not transform so recklessly- actually don't transform at all, you don't have no reason to transform in the first place because you have me to protect you." He looked at you seriously. You blushed and you were even more confused.

"H-Huh?"

"Just promise me!" He held your hands tighter.

"uh- ok ok! I promise!"

He let out a sigh of relief and let go of your hands with a small smile on his face. "Good."

Thank you for reading!

#x reader #gender neutral reader #kaijuu 8 gou x reader #kaijuu 8 gou #gen narumi #soshiro hoshina x reader #soshiro hoshina #gen narumi x reader #leno ichikawa x reader #leno ichikawa

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gvnvks · 8 months ago

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acts of service they do for you… !

> pairings: non-idol!zb1 x fem!reader

> warnings: not proofread, lowercase intended, pet names

> song recommendation: not another song about love by hollywood ending

> a/n: literally nothing to say … so so so sorry about disappearing for so long 😭 im begging on my knees for any reqs… i literally have 0 ideas

// 김 jiwoong. PUTTING THE DISHES AWAY W/O YOU ASKING

you found yourself standing in front of the sink, staring at a mountain of dishes that seemed to have multiplied overnight. with a sigh, you rolled up your sleeves, resigned to tackle the chore.

just as you were about to plunge your hands into the soapy water, jiwoong entered the kitchen, "hey there, need a hand?" he asked, already reaching for a dish towel.

you couldnt help but smile at his offer. "i was just about to start, but if you're offering…"

"consider it done," your boyfriend replied, flashing you a grin as he began to gather up the dirty dishes. he moved with practiced efficiency, stacking plates and bowls with ease.

"you really didn't have to," you protested, though secretly grateful for his help.

"i know," jiwoong said, shooting you a wink. "but i wanted to. plus, its the least i can do after you cooked dinner last night."

as you worked side by side, scrubbing and rinsing, the conversation flowed effortlessly between you. you talked about everything and nothing at all – from your plans for the weekend to the latest episode of your favorite tv show.

at one point, jiwoong paused to inspect a particularly stubborn stain on a plate. "looks like this one needs some extra attention," he remarked, reaching for a sponge.

you chuckled, shaking your head in amusement. "youre so thorough."

"its all in the details," your boyfriend replied with a shrug, scrubbing away at the offending spot until it disappeared.

before long, the pile of dishes dwindled down to nothing, thanks to jiwoongs efficient work. with a satisfied smile, you leaned back against the counter, admiring the clean kitchen.

"thanks for the help," you said, genuinely grateful for him being so altruistic.

"it was my pleasure," jiwoong replied, drying his hands on the dish towel. "besides, anything to make my favorite person smile."

// 장 hao. GETTING YOU YOUR GUILTY PLEASURE SNACK

you sat at a small table, your fingers tapping rhythmically on the surface as you waited for your boyfriend, to arrive for your date. he was always a little late, but you didnt mind. it gave you time to people-watch and soak in the lively atmosphere around you.

finally, hao appeared, a sheepish grin on his face as he approached your table. "sorry im late. traffic was insane."

you waved off his apology with a smile. "no worries, hao. ive been enjoying the view."

taking his seat across from you, your boyfriend reached into his bag and pulled out a small package, wrapped in colorful paper. "i got you something," he said, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

curious, you eagerly tore into the wrapping to reveal a box of your favorite snack. "oh! how did you know i was craving these?"

he shrugged. "just a lucky guess, i suppose."

you laughed, leaning across the table to plant a quick kiss on his cheek. "youre the best, you know that?"

hao grinned, his cheeks flushing slightly at the praise. "i try."

as you indulged in your snack, the two of you fell into easy conversation, discussing everything from work related to literally anything else, letting the hours fly by.

eventually, the sky darkened and the café began to empty out as patrons headed home for the night. reluctantly, you and hao gathered your things and prepared to leave.

as you walked hand by hand through the bustling streets, the glow of the city lights casting a soft halo around you, you couldnt help but feel grateful for your boyfriend.

"you know," you said, squeezing his hand gently, "i think this might just be the perfect night."

hao smiled down at you, his eyes sparkling with adoration. "with you, every night is perfect."

// 성 hanbin. BUYING YOU GROCERIES

today was the worst day you could imagine. not doing well at job, getting yelled at by your boss, just starting your period… it hit all at once. as you approached your apartment building, you noticed a familiar figure waiting for you at the entrance. it was hanbin, his hands filled with grocery bags. his face lighted up as he saw you.

"hey there," hanbin greets you with a gorgeous grin. "i thought id surprise you with some groceries. i know how busy youve been lately, so i took care of it for you."

you chuckle at his thoughtfulness. "youre too good to me, hanbin. thank you," you say, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.

together, you make your way up to your apartment, your boyfriend regaling you with everything and nothing — hes always been a natural storyteller.

once inside, he set the bags down on the kitchen counter, taking stock of the contents. "woah, you really went all out," you remark, impressed by the assortment of fresh produce and pantry staples.

hanbin shrugs modestly. "i just wanted to make sure you have everything you need," he says, flashing you a grin. "plus, i may have or may have not indulged in a few snacks along the way."

you playfully roll your eyes at him before reaching for a bag of apples. "well, i appreciate it. you always know how to take care of me," you say, leaning in to give him a hug. "how much do i owe you?" you ask, looking up at him.

he brushed off your question with a smile, his eyes softening as he gazed at you. "you dont owe me anything, sweetheart. seeing you happy is payment enough for me."

// 석 matthew. SPOTTING YOU AT THE GYM

as you entered the gym, you spotted matthew instantly, his buffed frame standing out amongst the crowd. with a warm smile, he waved you over, his eyes brightening as you approached.

"hi," matthew greeted, his voice carrying a playful tone. "ready to crush those weights?"

you chuckled, feeling a surge of affection for him. "absolutely, especially with you by my side."

you both headed towards the weights section, where your boyfriend always offered his unwavering support. as you began your workout, he stood beside you, offering encouragement and spotting you whenever needed.

"come on, youve got this," matthew cheered as you lifted the barbell, his hands ready to assist if you faltered. "youre stronger than you think."

with each rep, you could feel your muscles burning, but your boyfriends presence gave you the motivation to push through. his words of encouragement were like fuel to your determination, propelling you to new heights.

after a challenging set, you took a moment to catch your breath, leaning against the bench. matthew stood beside you, a proud smile on his face.

"you killed it," he praised, giving you a gentle pat on the back. "im always amazed by your strength."

you smiled, feeling a surge of pride at his words. "thanks, but i couldnt do it without you. your support means everything to me."

as you moved on to the next exercise, the two of you engaged in a light joke war, exchanging lighthearted jests and teasing each other about your progress. with him by your side, the gym felt less like a daunting challenge and more like a fun part of the day.

after a grueling workout, you and matthew retreated to the stretching area, where you relaxed your tired muscles and enjoyed each others company.

"im beat," you admitted, letting out a contented sigh as you stretched out on the mat.

matthew chuckled, sitting beside you. "you did amazing, as always. we earned ourselves a post-workout treat, don't you think?"

you perked up at the suggestion, the thought of indulging in a delicious meal together making your mouth water.

"absolutely," you agreed, shooting him a witty grin. "as long as you promise to spot me while i devour whatever were eating."

your boyfriend laughed, his eyes sparkling with affection. "deal. anything for you."

// 김 taerae. LEARNING HOW TO COOK YOUR FAVORITE RECIPE

as you trudge through the door after a long days work, the aroma of something delicious envelops you, instantly lifting your tired spirits. you kick off your shoes and follow the tantalizing scent to the kitchen, where you find taerae bustling about, apron tied securely around his waist, his sleeves rolled up and a focused expression adorning his features.

"welcome home!" taerae greets you with a warm smile, his hands busy chopping vegetables with practiced precision. "how was your day?"

you sigh contentedly, the stress of the day melting away at the sight of your boyfriends earnest expression. "long, but seeing you here makes it infinitely better. whats all this?" you ask, gesturing to the array of ingredients spread out on the counter.

taerae beams proudly. "i wanted to surprise you with dinner tonight! i know how much you love that one particular recipe of yours, so i thought i'd give it a try."

you feel touched by his gesture. taerae isnt that much of a cook, but the fact that hes gone to such lengths to learn your favorite recipe speaks volumes about his love and dedication.

"thats incredibly sweet of you, taerae," you say, crossing the kitchen to wrap your arms around him. "im sure itll be amazing, no matter what."

he chuckles, returning your embrace with a gentle squeeze. "well, i hope so. i may have had to watch a few youtube tutorials to get the hang of it."

you laugh at his admission, imagining him furiously scribbling notes while trying to keep up with the pace of the video. "im sure you did great. is there anything i can do to help?"

your boyfriend shakes his head, his focus returning to the task at hand. "nah, ive got everything under control. why dont you go relax for a bit? dinner will be ready soon."

reluctantly, you release him from your embrace and make your way to the living room, sinking into the comfortable embrace of the sofa.

time seems to slip away as you lose yourself in a book, the minutes ticking by until taerae finally calls you back to the kitchen. you enter to find the table set with candles flickering softly, casting a warm glow over the room.

your boyfriend stands proudly by the stove, a steaming pot of your favorite dish bubbling away in front of him. he grins as he sees you, gesturing to the chair hes pulled out for you.

"ta-da! dinner is served," he announces, ladling generous portions onto your plate. "i hope its as good as you remember."

you take a bite, savoring the familiar flavors that dance across your tongue. it may not be perfect, but its made with love, and thats all that matters.

"its delicious, taerae," you say, beaming at him across the table. "thank you for putting in the effort to make tonight special."

he beams back at you, his eyes shining with love. "you know id do anything for you, love."

// 리키 ricky. CARRYING HEAVY THINGS FOR YOU

you and ricky were on a mission today - a shopping spree, a day dedicated to finding the perfect pieces to add to your home. you wanted to go alone, but ricky insisted on joining you, his enthusiasm evident as he happily trailed beside you.

as you entered another store, a quaint home decor boutique, your eyes widened with excitement at the array of items displayed. ricky, ever the gentleman, offered to carry the shopping bags. "let me take those, baby," he insisted, reaching for the bags already laden with your purchases.

you chuckled softly, gently pushing his hand away. "no, ricky, ive got it. you dont have to carry everything."

"but i want to," he countered, his eyes dripping with determination.

you couldnt help but smile at his sincerity. "alright, you can carry one bag," you relented, handing him the lightest one.

your boyfriend grinned triumphantly, accepting the bag with a nod of thanks. "deal."

as you moved from aisle to aisle, ricky stayed true to his word, diligently carrying the one bag while you browsed through the shelves, examining each item with care.

after a while, your arms began to ache from holding the heavy bags. "okay, maybe you can take another bag," you conceded, unable to hide the strain in your voice.

his eyes lit up with delight, his lips curled up in a smirk, and he eagerly accepted the additional burden. "told you. wanted to see how long you will last."

as the day progressed, your boyfriend kept bothering you with his tender gestures - whether it was carrying the bags, fetching you a drink, or offering his opinion on decor choices, he was always there. was, and forever will.

// 김 gyuvin. DOING THE CHORES, EVEN IF ITS YOUR TURN

coming back from college, you found yourself standing in the kitchen, staring at the sink full of dishes. it was your turn to do them, but after a long day at school, you were feeling drained and exhausted.

gyuvin, always attuned to your moods, entered the kitchen and immediately noticed the tired slump of your shoulders. "hey," he said with a soft smile, crossing the room to wrap his arms around you from behind. "rough day?"

you leaned into his embrace, grateful for his comforting presence. "yeah, it was pretty hectic," you replied, letting out a tired sigh. "i just... i dont have the energy to tackle these dishes right now."

without missing a beat, your boyfriend pressed a gentle kiss to the top of your head. "dont worry about it," he reassured you, his voice warm and soothing. "ill take care of them for you."

you turned to face him, a mixture of surprise and gratitude in your eyes. "but it's my turn," you protested weakly.

he shook his head. "i know, but youve had a long day. let me handle this, okay?"

you smiled softly at his kindness. "okay, thank you," you said softly, reaching up to cup his cheek affectionately.

as gyuvin rolled up his sleeves and got to work on the dishes, you leaned against the counter, watching him with a fond expression. it wasnt just this one kind act that made you fall for him all over again – it was the countless little ways he showed his love and support for you every single day.

after a few minutes of silence, broken only by the sound of running water and clinking dishes, gyuvin glanced over at you with a soft grin. "you know, if you keep staring at me like that, i might start to think you're falling for me all over again," he teased.

you chuckled softly, shaking your head. "as if i could ever stop falling for you," you replied, your voice filled with affection. "youre too sweet, gyuvin."

he paused in his task, setting down a plate to walk over and wrap you in a warm hug. "and youre too amazing to not spoil."

// 박 gunwook. LETTING YOU EAT THE LAST BIT OF A DESSERT (this one is such ass im so sorry)

you and gunwook had made it a tradition to visit this one cute café every saturday evening, savoring the delicious treats and enjoying each others company. tonight was no different, as you both settled into your usual spot by the window, the soft light casting gentle shadows across the table.

"hello, welcome to bean bliss cafe," you heard a waitress, greeting you cheerfully. "what can i get for you today?"

glancing at the menu, you and gunwook quickly decided on sharing a slice of their famous chocolate cake, a decadent treat that you had been craving all week.

minutes later, the waitress returned with a generous slice of chocolate cake, adorned with a scoop of velvety vanilla ice cream. your mouth watered at the sight, and you couldn't wait to dig in.

after a while of eating and sharing stories, you reached for your fork again, wanting to take another bite of the cake. your face fell a little however, as you noticed that theres only a small bit left.

"theres only one a little left," you pointed out, furrowing your brow.

gunwook simply smiled, pushing the plate toward you. "its all yours," he said, his voice soft but determined.

"but what about you? dont you want it?" you protested, feeling a pang of guilt at the thought of eating the last bit of dessert all by yourself.

"dont worry about me," your boyfriend replied, reaching across the table to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear. "id rather see you enjoy. it will bring me twice as much joy."

// 한 yujin. HELPING YOU WITH SCHOOL ASSIGNMENTS

as you entered the school library, you immediately spotted yujin sitting at a table near the window. his eyes were focused intently on his notebook, lips slightly pursed in concentration. his hair, messy as usual, added to his endearing charm.

"hey, yujin," you greeted, sliding into the seat across from him. "thanks for agreeing to help me with this math stuff. i swear, im hopeless without you."

yujin looked up, a warm smile spreading across his face. "hi, baby. dont worry about it. well do this together, okay? whats giving you trouble?"

you pulled out your textbook and notes, laying them out on the table. "its these calculus problems. i just cant seem to wrap my head around them. like, seriously, why does math have to be so complicated?"

your boyfriend chuckled softly, reaching over to squeeze your hand. "i know it can be frustrating, but trust me, once you get the hang of it, its not so bad. lets start with this one," he said, pointing to a particularly tricky problem. "do you remember the chain rule?"

you nodded, grateful for his patient guidance as he walked you through the steps, breaking down the problem into manageable chunks. his explanations were clear and concise, making even the most complex concepts seem simple.

as you worked through the assignment together, the hours seemed to fly by. occasionally, youd get stuck on a problem, but yujin was always there to offer encouragement and support.

"youre doing great, baby," he said, leaning in to press a soft kiss to your temple. "i know its tough, but i believe in you. if all else fails, we can always grab some ice cream afterwards."

you laughed, feeling a weight lift off your shoulders. as the afternoon sun began to dip below the horizon, you finally finished the last problem, feeling a sense of accomplishment wash over you.

"i cant believe we actually did it," you said, grinning up at him. "i seriously couldnt have done it without you."

your boyfriend smiled back, his eyes sparkling with pride, smiling playfully. "thats what boyfriends are for, right? to help their pretty girlfriends through the tough math stuff."

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s1m0nth3swag · 7 months ago

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Leon S. Kennedy Scenarios

Some sweet and short Leon Scenarios, all inspired by the wonderful @leonw4nter who sent me some of her ideas (gen love you for that)

Three scenarios in this one, all fluffy and cute because Leon deserves happiness, and I will be the one giving it to him !!!

Info about the scenario at the start of each one

[Leon says he isn't hungry, then proceeds to steal your food | Was intended for Death Island Leon, but honestly, I think it'd fit better for Vendetta]

You glare at your boyfriend of a year as you shovel food onto your plate. There was a usual way of going about this. Leon would say he wasn't hungry, that he'd eaten at work, and that you shouldn't make a serving for him as well. Each time, you'd stupidly trust his words, which would inevitably end in him casually helping himself to steal parts of your food, all under the disguise of suddenly being just a little bit hungry. This time, you were prepared. You had prepared a second serving and were ready to defend your food with your life.

You trotted to the couch of your shared apartment, flopped down on it, and swiftly put the TV on. Leon followed after you wordlessly, and you just instinctively knew he was up to something. He always was. He sat beside you, rested his head on your shoulder sweetly - you immediately held your food up as his hand shot out. “You said you aren't hungry!” You huffed, rolling your eyes as you scooted away from the other defensively. “Oh come on, that was so long ago. I just want a little taste!” Leon almost pouts, though the mischievous sparkle in his eyes instantly betrays him. “Fuck off! Get some yourself. There's still more in the kitchen!” You respond, kicking him playfully as he tries to get closer. He puts on his best expression of betrayal, trying to make you feel sorry for him. “That's all the way back there! I've already sat down. It ain't fair!” He exclaims. “Come on, just a little bit, please.” He pleads, resting his head on your knee as he stares up at you. He almost looks like a dog begging for food now. “No, get your lazy ass up and get it yourself.” You simply say, rolling your eyes as you casually continue eating.

Leon stares you down the entire time, waiting for the moment that his usual food manipulation tactic works - you stubbornly stand your ground, though. Each time he opens his mouth to complain once again, you simply shush him and tell him the exact placement of the rest of the food in the kitchen. After you finally set your plate down on the small table beside the couch, Leon huffs as he moves to sprawl himself on top of you. “You're awful.” He pouts, snuggling his face against the side of your neck. “Just get your own food, love. Ain't that hard.” You chuckle and run your fingers through his hair, feeling his following sigh as the air hits your neck. His arms wrap around you tightly as he snuggles further against you. “Isn't fair.” He mumbles. “You're supposed to share with me and shit.” You giggle. “I made you a second serving. You could've taken that, just saying.” Leon doesn't answer, too stubborn to do so as he rests on top of you.

“Next time.” He mutters after a while as you feel him smirk against your neck. “Sure.” You laugh softly. “Next time.”

[Matching Pyjamas with Death Island Leon]

Even though Leon grumbles about being too old for childish things like this, you know that deep down he is more than thrilled as you present him the clothes you had ordered. A set of matching hello kitty pyjamas that you had bought on a whim - you definitely needed to learn how to not spend your money on the most random things (the fact that you had used Leons credit card was a minor issue for that plan though). He looked at you, sighing as he watched how excited you were. “Please Lee, you only gotta wear them this once I swear!” You begged, and you swore it was visible that his facade crumbled down. “Fine, fine. This once.” He gives in, grabbing his set from your hands swiftly. “No pictures, no laughing or I swear you'll regret.” Leon then adds, slightly glaring at you because he knew for a fact that you had taken pictures of him sleeping before - in your defense, the way he cuddled up to you during the night was just too adorable. You quickly nodded, though, even if you planned on breaking that unspoken promise. You were pretty sure Leon knew that already.

He insisted on changing in the bathroom, something about it being a surprise - he probably just wanted to stare at himself in the mirror and rethink all his life choices. You hummed excitedly, patiently waiting as you sat on the side of your shared bed. The second he stepped out you grinned widely, giggling as he came to stand in front of you. “Happy?” He asked, answered by you snaking your arms around him while nodding. “Extremely so.” You sigh, resting your head against the soft fabric of the sleep shirt. “Good. Can we sleep now?” He grumbles, his cheeks ever so slightly flushed. You knew he enjoyed this more than he wanted to let show. “Nuh uh! Gotta take pictures first!” You smile, and Leon groans as he realises that he'd be in for a longer night than he had planned.

[Re2 Leon being head over heels for you (and getting made fun of for it) No Outbreak!]

Leon can't help but grin widely at the text you've sent him, almost like he has to read it over and over again to have it imprinted on his brain or he'll die. He's taking his lunch break right now, nestled into one of the break rooms chairs. You've agreed to come see him and get him something to eat, because he totally forgot his food at home - he definitely didn't not take it on purpose so you'd have to come save him.

The two of you had only been dating for a month or so, but Leon already dreamed of a wedding and waking up next to you every morning - which had happened only once up until now. It had been a stormy day, and during the evening it only got worse, which led to you simply staying over. Leon still got that tingly feeling in his stomach when he remembered how cute you had looked with your bed hair. If he wasn't such a gentleman, or if he wasn't so shy about it, he wouldn't have let you go the whole day. He giggles as he looks back through old messages - he especially likes the outfit checks you sometimes send him, he can't help but grin at the pictures and videos, his cheeks flushing as he thinks about how wonderful you look, no matter what you wear. He comes across the one where you stayed home for a day, and he swears his heart bursts with how adorable you look in your pajamas.

Leon knows he's getting weird looks from his workmates, but he really doesn't care. He's in love, he's allowed to be a little giggly and blushy, even if the others don't agree. Chris looks over his shoulder briefly, sighing a soft “simp”, and Leon shoots him a glare before lighting up at the sight of you walking into the break room. He immediately jumps from his seat, moving to give you a hug. “Missed you, Baby.” He mumbles, face snuggled against your hair, taking in the soft scent of your shampoo. “Can't have missed them much when you're on your phone the entire time looking at their pictures.” Chris speaks, and Leon would be mad at that, if you weren't giggling as hugging him back. “Brought you some snacks.” You hum, and Leon's heart practically stops in his chest with how cute you are - as if he hadn't been the one to tell you to get him food.

Moments later, he sits at the table again, you on his lap, because he insisted that the chairs would be too uncomfortable for you. He munches on one of the sweet treats you had brought him while you spoke about your day so far, Leon was definitely the happiest guy alive right now. He places soft kisses on your neck and jaw every now and then, smiling at you. He'd definitely die happy if it was by your side.

#leon vendetta #re2 leon #leon x reader #leon resident evil #leon s kennedy #leon kennedy #leon death island #resident evil #resident evil x reader #leon kennedy x you #leon kennedy x reader

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gojocumdumpster · 1 year ago

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Spending the day with them Ohma,raian,agito, kaolan

(Not ohma for the people who didn’t know) ⬇️

Spending the day with Ohma would be like:

Well, at first at first you thought he wasn’t going to spend time with you since he always busy training that’s until you heard. “Get up and put some clothes on”

He ends up taking you to an all you can eat buffet the whole table was full of plates I wonder why. You were still on your 1st plate while he was on his 100 3rd plate.

That’s until he went to the dessert bar and saw the ice cream machine. It was about 9inches long and was leaning to the side. (woah pause😭)

Atleast 20 people stared at you guys mostly ohma like y’all haven’t ate in years.

After that he takes you to his personal gym and you guys work out together.

He studies you a lot when you’re not looking but as soon as you look at him he continues with what he was doing.

He’ll even let you sit on his back while he does push-ups.

You guys left and went home to take a shower Ohma wanted to take a shower with you horny ass

he scrubs your back helps you wash your hair and in return you do the same with him

probably got soap in your eye cause of him

You guys putting on matching Pjs and watch Netflix and sleep….

Raian

Bakugo 2.0 however you spell his name

Spend the day with Raian would be like:

You literally had to beg him to stop training and spend the day with you selfish ass he had a attitude about it but gave in cause he loves you. I think..

He wanted to ask if you wanted to workout with him but he could tell what the answer was gonna be no just by the deadly side eye you gave him 👀

He ends up taking you to a park you guys rode those boats you have to peddle he said “leave it to me”.

Next thing you know you almost got whiplashed from how fast we was peddling

On the trail walk/ride he kept complaining about the bugs

He was at least 2 miles ahead of you trying to run from the mosquitoes

He kept scaring children with that gremlin face

At the end you guys went home showered and he was knocked out.

Agito hot dilf

Spending the day with Agito would be like:

Now this giant teddy bear may look like he acts like Raian but he’s really not well not with his s/o

You guys end up going to the movies together to watch a horror film

He wore decent clothing and you guys headed out you guys went to watch The new Scream movie which you’re scared of. No worries the dilf is here!

You guys got your drinks and popcorn and went to find your seat it was a tight squeeze for Agito cause he’s to thick.

Thank god y’all sat up high cause he would’ve blocked a lot of people. Last time there someone had a problem and I'm sure the Scream movie came to life..

He didn’t think to much of the movie as he thought of it as a joke.

He had a straight face the whole time and was side eyeing you like “What the hell are you doing”

You griped on his biceps as jumpscares were coming.

He was ready to go the moment he saw someone’s popcorn flying. It took so much for him to not grab you and leave.

You asked him if the movie was good and he was looking at you like:

You guys went home showered and cuddled.

Kaolan

Spending the day with Kaolan would be like:

He’s probably the best out them maybe

He texted you ahead of time to get ready

Kaolan🫶🏾: Hey honey, get ready at 7:30pm I want to take you somewhere.

Y/n: Okay!!!!

You were done and ready and looked fabulous he had just texted you that he was outside.

You speed walked out the door and saw a Limo with him holding the door. I wish that was me😤

He took you to a fancy restaurant 5 stars he wanted to take your here because it served some of his home country food.

You guys walked in and you expected to be out there but he has made reservations for a private dinner.

You guys already ordered food and it had just came out after a few minutes. He ordered his favorite meal and you ordered Pad Thai noodles. The bill was at least $432

You guys enjoy your night out and head home to bathe each other and watch TV shows…

#kengan ashura headcanons #masterlist #kengan omega #kengan ashura x reader #ohma tokita #kure raian #kanoh agito #kaolan wongsawat

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ph6ntomm · 4 months ago

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requested? yes! - “I was wondering if you could do something with Matt Rempe? Something like you have been working all day at school, and he knows that. He goes to training just as you come in from work. But when he returns home, you are sat at your desk in the living room still doing work (training and lesson planning). I would like to see what his reaction is. Thank youuu 🥺” tysm for the request hun😚

pairings: matt rempe x fem!teacher reader

requests are open.

warnings: none..?

take a break

on a warm friday evening at 4:40, y/n was just about to put the key into the hole of the door, but it opened just before she could, and a tall figure smacked right into her and almost sent her flying backwards. matt caught her before she was able to hit the ground and cursed under his breath. she steadied herself easily in his grip, palms flat against his chest as she looked up and laughed lightly at the sight of his surprised face. “i’m so sorry, honey. i didn’t even realize you were right there.” he said to the girl, which made her laugh even more.

y/n picked up her bag and lightly pushed on his chest. the couple maneuvered themselves back inside and closed the door. y/n set her bag down once again and turned to matt. “i have to go to training.” he said. “i completely forgot about that.” she sighed. “i’ll be back in a few hours though,i promise.” he explained. “i know you will, don’t worry.” she replied. y/n stood on her tippy toes to reach him and give him a small peck, which he gladly accepted, before she backed away and help him pick his bag up. he slung it over his shoulder and glanced back once more, giving a soft smile before making his way out the door. y/n stared at the door for a few seconds longer, making sure he wouldn’t come back for anything before picking her bag up once again and making her way into the living room to begin lesson planning for the next week.

‧₊˚ ⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.⋆˙⟡♡

when matt returned home, it was well after 7:00. he opened the door and sighed lightly, throwing his bag down on the bench near the door and stretching. a few of his bones popped and he groaned at the feeling, but began making his way to the living room, floorboards creeking under his weight. when he got there, the room was dark besides the lamp on y/n’s desk emitting light. she was so immersed in lesson planning that she didn’t even hear matt enter the room, or the apartment for that matter. ideas were running through her mind at a great speed until matt gently tapped her shoulder, making her jump and let out a small scream of surprise.

she lightly glared at matt as he snickered at her reaction. “that wasn’t funny. you scared me.” she said seemingly angry, but the small smile threatening to break through said otherwise. “how long have you been working on this, y/n?” matt questioned her, his voice coming out in a slightly worried tone. “uhh i’m not sure. what time is it?” she asked him. he looked at his phone quickly. “7:58.” the girls eyes widened. “since you left.” she said. she was in slight disbelief that she had lost track of time that easily. she hadn’t taken a break since she sat down, and she was starting to feel the result of that.

matt’s eyebrows furrowed he pinched the bridge of his nose sighing. “you need to take a break. you can finish this another day. you have all weekend.” he said in a firm but kind tone. “okay mother.” y/n snorted, but still smiled at his care for her. he rolled his eyes dramatically with a smirk. she stood up and stretched and he moved towards the table in the center of the room to grab the remote and switch on the tv. he sat down and leaned his head back on the couch and waiting for y/n to walk over. when she did, she sat beside him. as if it was an instinct, his left arm came to wrap around the girl. she fit into his side perfectly, almost as if she was made to be there. he kissed her head as he flipped through channels, landing on a show that the both of them enjoyed.

they stayed like that for the rest of the night and they later fell asleep together on the couch, the tv still running in the background.

this was such a cute idea!🥹i enjoyed writing it a lot. :) send requests!

link to my masterlist

#nhl #matt rempe #matt rempe x reader #matt rempe x y/n #matt rempe x you #new york rangers #hockey

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arvandus · 6 months ago

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If you don't mine writing Dabi with a S/O that's a trans man and on their period.

Oh anon, I'm so sorry it took me so long to finally write this. It took some time for me to build the confidence, as I am not trans. However, I hope that I was able to empathize and understand in a way that resonates for you. Hopefully you're still around to be able to read this and I hope it is to your liking!

Between a Rock and a Hard Place (Dabi x trans male Reader)

CW: A bit of angst; hurt/comfort; established relationship; Dabi learning to be soft.

WC: 1,704

Nothing forced you into the bone-aching, skin-itching discomfort of gender dysphoria like getting your period.

It didn’t matter how you dressed, or the chest binders that you wore, or the name that you picked for yourself that resonated within your soul in a way your dead name never did. Each month, the flawed imperfection of nature reminded you exactly how ill-suited your body was to your spirit.

You did your best to ignore it, to handle what needed to be handled with barely a glance. But no amount of pain relievers could rid you of it entirely, the pain sometimes so severe that it felt like divine punishment.

This was how Dabi found you.

He’d snuck through your window – the one you kept unlocked just for him – to find you curled up and miserable beneath your blankets as you lay on your couch, the pale blue light of the TV illuminating your face. You barely looked at him when he entered, and that alone was enough to set off the warning bells in his mind. Usually, you were happy to see him. Usually, you were scolding him about his unusual entry, even as a grin tugged at your lips and your hands pulled him close by his coat collar.

But not this time.

This time, you were anything but welcoming.

“Go away,” was all you muttered, you voice muffled beneath your blankets.

You didn’t really want him to go, but you also didn’t feel like yourself in this very moment. You didn’t want to be perceived, and you most definitely didn’t want to be touched.

And Dabi always loved touching.

Lots and lots of touching.

Dabi didn’t go. Instead, he stared down at you with sharp, blue eyes, his hands buried in his pockets. He stayed silent, brooding almost, as he walked past you and into your kitchen. You sighed heavily as you heard the fridge open, heard the pop of a beer can being opened.

When he returned, he didn’t try to worm his way close to you, didn’t invade your personal space like he usually enjoyed doing. Instead, he sat on the arm of the couch and stared at the show you were watching.

Silence hovered between you, and the longer he lingered, the guiltier you felt. He came here for you, to find comfort in you. You were his safe place, his home. Even though he never said it, you knew it, could feel it each time in the way that he kissed you, held you...

But it felt like that person wasn’t here right now. That version of you that he found solace in wasn’t home, instead replaced by someone broken and confused.

Tears started to sting the corners of your eyes, and close behind came the tingling sensation of nasal congestion, the harbingers of open crying. You sniffed, wiped at your eyes before the tears could fall, hoping to keep the actions subtle.

But Dabi was far too perceptive for that.

“What’s wrong?” he finally asked.

“Nothing,” you lied. “I just don’t feel good.”

“You sick?”

“...yeah.”

“Move over.”

You curled your legs tighter against yourself, allowing him room at your feet. He sat next to you and placed his hand over your covered calf. You recoiled from his touch, afraid of what it meant, of what it could possibly lead to. Dabi stared at you, his eyebrows furrowed and his lips pulled into a frown.

“You mad at me or something?”

“No.”

That much was the truth, at least, and it felt good to be able to say something that felt honest for once.

“Then why won’t you let me touch you?”

His question made you feel cornered, trapped. He didn’t believe you. Why should he, you realized. It wasn’t as if you’d made him feel welcome since the moment he stepped foot into your apartment.

“Because I don’t want to be touched,” you replied.

Dabi didn’t understand, and you could see the confusion and frustration written in the angles of his mouth, in the tight pull of his staples.

“Why--”

You snapped. “Because I can’t fuck you tonight, okay??”

Dabi froze, his blue eyes wide, mouth slightly parted. You froze too, your breath caught in your throat, tears burning at your eyes and you hoped they would blind you, keep you from seeing how much you hurt him.

You expected him to snap at you, to get pissed. You weren’t sure why you expected that... it wasn’t as though the two of you ever fought. Oddly enough, your relationship with Dabi was rather...mellow. Maybe it was because both of you had seen enough of what unhealthy relationships were to know what to avoid.

But he didn’t get mad. Instead, his expression gentled. Not into something entirely soft, of course... Dabi wasn’t a soft person. But it calmed into neutrality, and he stared at you for the first time that night as if he saw you... truly saw you.

“It’s that time, isn’t it?” he finally asked.

You were surprised he figured it out so quickly. After all, he’d never been around you before when it was your time of the month. It was a combination of circumstance and carefully delivered text messages that managed to keep him away from you when you were struggling the most. The fear of his reputation as a wanted criminal leading a trail of breadcrumbs to your doorstep made his visits woefully infrequent. And the other times, times when you’d planned to meet up, were occasionally canceled with excuses on your part. The need to work late, stuck in a social engagement, having the flu, etc.

Your tears spilled over finally, and you nodded, half-covering yourself against his piercing gaze. You stared at the TV in an attempt to put distance between yourself and your emotions.

Dabi let out a sigh and took a sip of his beer as he stared at the TV. “Well that explains a lot...” he muttered.

And you knew in that moment that your excuses would never work again. It left a strange vulnerability within you that you weren’t prepared for, but were forced to accept just the same.

You waited to see if he would do anything. Get up to leave or get mad at you. But he didn’t. Instead he sat there, waiting.

Waiting for you.

“Sorry,” you finally whispered. “I should have told you.”

“’S fine,” he replied. He finished his beer and set it on the coffee table in front of him. “it’s not a big deal, y’know.”

“Yeah, it is,” you muttered.

Dabi gave you a look of reproach, as if you offended him.

“Trust me,” he said, “it’s not.”

“That’s not what I meant,” you replied. “What I mean is that it’s a big deal to me.”

You forced yourself to sit up with a wince, the blankets still wrapped around you and covering your head as you sat cross-legged next to him. You were close enough now for your shoulder to touch his and your knee to rest over his thigh, and you took comfort in his warmth, in the firmness of his body. It was grounding in a way.

“I hate feeling like this,” you muttered. “Like I’m stuck in a body that isn’t mine. I wish I could rip it out of me, like a puzzle piece that doesn’t fit.”

You felt Dabi’s arm drape over your shoulder, and this time you didn’t recoil. Instead, you leaned into it, allowing your weight to rest against his side. You inhaled the scent of him, rich and comforting.

“Does it hurt?” he asked, his voice reverberating where his chin rested against your head.

“Yeah.”

“Did you take anything for it?”

“Yeah, but it didn’t work. I still feel like my insides are being scraped out with a knife.”

Dabi let a long breath out of his nose.

“Open up your blanket,” he said.

Your body stiffened again, and he noticed.

“Relax, I’m not gonna try anything.”

You unfurled from your cocoon and Dabi took the blanket.

“Lay down,” he ordered.

You did, resting your head in his lap. He put the blanket back over you, and tucked his arm beneath it until it was wrapped around your torso, his palm and fingers resting against the cotton of your shirt over your belly. A moment later, a soothing warmth began to emanate from his touch. Your heart fluttered in your chest and tears welled in your eyes.

“Dabi....” you started.

“Shut up and lemme take care of you,” he muttered.

So you did, falling into silence as you both continued to watch TV. It wasn’t long before you felt his other hand on your head, his rough, calloused fingers gently petting you along your hairline and along the curve of your ears.

Your breath caught in your throat at his gentle care. He’d never done this before. To be quite honest, you weren’t entirely sure he was capable of such affection. It wasn’t that he didn’t care about you, but his way of expressing his feelings was either more heated and needy, or more... clumsy, all awkward pats and even more awkward words.

But now, right now, he was learning, adapting. And you couldn’t deny that you needed it. You needed this. You needed to be touched, not out of desire, but out of love. To be a person first and foremost, all other aspects of yourself set aside because they were secondary to what truly made you ‘you.’ One minute became two, two became three. As the minutes stretched, your body began to relax.

Finally, Dabi spoke, his voice deep and laced with a tangled web of hurt and something akin to love. “I don’t come here just for the sex, you know...” he muttered. “I come here because it’s the one place where I feel happy.”

Guilt dug a hole deep into your heart. You were supposed to be his rock, his safe space, and yet... here you were, neither of those things.

Tears stung your eyes again as your vision blurred.

“Even now?” you asked.

Dabi gave a dry huff. “Yeah, dumbass. Even now.”

And for the first time, you realized Dabi could be your rock too.

#arvandus answers #anon #dabi x reader #dabi x trans!reader #dabi x trans male reader #touya x reader #touya x trans!reader #touya x trans male reader #dabi #touya todoroki #bnha x reader #mha #mha x reader

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yaostars · 1 year ago

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𝖫𝖮𝖲𝖳 𝖱𝖤𝖢𝖮𝖱𝖣𝖲 ౨ৎ : vlog one

about: lost records of the past and even past friendships lie between small little films from a certain camera. 2006 was a year of laughs, smiles and even more that turned most of them over. who knew going back into the past would help cause a bit of deja vu but also some memories that shouldn't of been shown. note: this is taken during 2006 where everyone gets ptsd lolz!!! but the point of you is basically yk watching the film. reader pronouns are she/her and is a female reader!! the readers personality maybe a little different to yours (sorry) i wrote this all in one go so tell me if theres any spelling mistakes

"nobara we shouldnt be doing this..!!" the pink head nervously fidgeted infront of the tv. "its fine its not like anyone will know if we put it back in the same spot!" she claimed smiling.

opening the small box of tapes with names on the side such as 'beach day ♡' or 'vlog with toru' and other ones with colourful dried out gel pen writing. itadori grabbed one from the box with the name 'vlog one yay ★'.

a certain sea urchin haired walked in with a towel around his neck pausing seeing the familiar pinkish box gojo kept in his wardrobe. "why are you looking through that?" he walked over seeing all the little nick nacks laid out. megumi hadnt seen any of it ever since he was younger when she was around. crouching down and grabbing the tape out of itadoris hands while placing it into the dvd player.

all three of them sat in front of the tv waiting for the tape to work. little speckles were on the screen before showing gojo in the distant talking to someone. they could hear laughter and it was like deja vu all over again for a certain one.

"stop tryna flirt with n/n shes not gonna answer" a tall guy stood next to the white haired one. the camera then turned to a 180 degree angle focusing on a h/c girl with her knees tucked to her chest smiling at the guys away from them. the breeze gently waving there way through her hair with a little smile adoring her plumped lips. she looked to the camera smiling and waving. "do i need to say anything to this vlog?" she rested her head on the top of her knees staring. "just say your name, age, and whatever you want" from the camera person who was oodly familiar.

"uhm! well my name is y/n, im 15 turning 16 in a few days and well i want to help people" smiling at the camera before turning her head to the guys after hearing them quiet down. the camera turned to where she was staring seeing the albino haired man stare back at her before turning away. the other male had bursted out laughing at him before jogging to the camera. "oi geto do an intro to the camera" the camera person claimed at the male who looked confused but grabbed the camera so it was facing him.

"the names geto suguru, im 16 and i love watching gojo fail at confessing and also i really like kfc so if you have it hit me up babygirl" he chuckled before flipping the camera to the two girl showing a brown haired girl. "now you shoko" he claimed while hearing a bunch of footsteps in the background.

"shoko leri, 16 and i hate everyone here except n/n" she smirked before lighting her ciggarette while you could see y/n scrunch up her nose before turning away from the puff of smoke. "bleh" she exclaimed while resting her head on the albino who randomly sat next to her. "well satoru its time for you to do an intro to the camera" geto had placed the camera in his hands before sitting in front of all three of them.

"UHM what do i say n/n?" he turned to her who she was already looking at the camera with curiosity. "just say your name, age and idk a comment..?" she sweat-dropped at the question before grabbing a few daises from the ground making a bracelet.

"well so my name is gojo satoru and im 16 and uh and uh really hate kfc and thats directed at someone here" he looked around for an answer to pop up. it had taken him that long to think until feeling a small amount of weight on top of his head. softly tapping his white locks feeling flowers realising y/n had made a flower crown which could be seen on the camera while she had one of her own. "you like?" she rested her head back on his shoulder staring at the camera dozing off. "of course i do if its from you" he wiggled his eyebrows at her while geto was choking from laughing.

"okay thats enough of flirting on this vlog so say bye" shoko exclaimed grabbing the camera back facing it towards the two males and girl. they looked to the camera and waved.

"geto is a bum-"

the tape had finished and pop out from the dvd player. a cough rang out the dorm seeing the albino male standing there with a small smile leaning against the door frame. "we are so sorry sensei we didnt mean to go through your stuff!! we were just confused why you have a pink flowery box!!" itadori kept bowing up and down praying.

megumi looked away showing small amount of guilt but completely out of it. he missed the sound of one of the girls voice and seeing her again.

nobara just sat still staring at her sensei before getting up while grabbing the box to give back. "were sorry .. it was my idea i was just curious" she bowed while having the box in the air infront of the male.

gojo only chuckled at them before standing back while sighing. "its fine tell me when you watch the second one.. i havent had the time to watch them" he rubbed the back of his neck while keeping eyes on the sea urchin.

"who was the woman that you sat next to gojo?" itadori asked the taller one without a filter. "her name was y/n and she went here" megumi said before gojo knowing he would blurt something out.

"she was so pretty can we meet her one day" nobara and itadori asked gojo with imaginary tails like little golden retrievers. gojo smiled and turned around keeping his back away from them. "yeah i'll take you sometime soon" he walked off making the first years confused.

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deedah · 3 months ago

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”Nightmares..”

[Roxy]=True]

⚠️⚠️WARNING!⚠️⚠️

THIS FANFIC INCLUDES

-TRAMA

-MENTION OF K!//ING THEMSELVES

-FLUFF

Ships!- (NUzi) (Soxy) (Voxy) (F x JC)

Word count- 1678

Roxy belongs to- @roxy4life

Serial Designation S belongs to- @biscuits-and-such

Lexi belongs to- @locothewolf

G-O belongs to- @serial-designation-g-o / @glorious-owl

Serial Designation F and JC belong to me- @deedah

Cynthia from the Second Chances AU belongs to- @coppernuggets

(To give context for this fanfic was a request and is placed in an AU. Uzi, N, and V now save other drones that are lost in space due to their own planet being blown up, and all the oc’s above are a part of that group that were saved. So yes, this does take place after ep. 8 and they are still on copper-9. How copper-9 got fixed? Idk)

Roxy sat up straight as quick as she could as she awoke from another nightmare. She was sweating as she looked down at her hands to make sure she was alright.

Gosh dang it!! Her mind yelled as she lightly pushed her legs that were under the covers. She looked to her side to see S spilled out all over the bed with one of her arms loosely holding onto Roxy. She didn’t want to wake S, so she slowly got out of the bed as she went immediately to a mirror to look at herself.

Roxy had half red hair and half blue hair that was styled a little like Uzi’s, but a bit fluffier and messier. She wore a blue tinted scrub (like Nori’s dress) with a choker around her neck and a black tank top under her scrub. She had two different colored eyes, her left eye purple while her right eye green.

She looked down at her hands. After a while of staring at herself, she looked back to S.

S had long white hair and had bangs a bit like V. She wore a small black bow clip in the front of her bangs. She wore a fluffy black jacket like V, but she had a name tag on it for some reason. She didn’t wear pants or a skirt because they ‘are uncomfortable and don’t help her to move at all’. And she also had black stockings up her thighs like V.

Roxy smiled as she watched S’s chest slowly rise and fall due to her breathing. But she immediately stopped smiling when she remembered her fricken nightmare.

Roxy tiptoed to the door of the room as she went out of it and slowly closed it. Roxy then went to all the rooms in the apartment building that they lived in to see if anyone was awake.

In the first room, she found F and JC curled up together as they both slept. F had short white hair that was styled like Uzi’s and had two bangs that swooped back with a little hair that fell in the middle of her visor. She wore a cropped burgundy sweatshirt and tan shorts. She also has a pilot hat like N does, except hers doesn't have a symbol on it like N’s and gold-ish glasses that she had off right now. She did have point legs like V, but her legs were completely white for some reason

(JC is just the concept boy version of J btw (yes I got lazy) But!! His legs are painted black up to his knees cause.. idk.. I like it :3)

Roxy went to the next room to find N and Uzi sleeping on a bed together as Lexi slept on the floor.

Lexi had very bright blue hair and eyes, and they also wore fake ears that almost matched their hair exactly. She wore a yellow shirt and grayish flared leggings with black shoes under them.

And G-O was hanging upside down from the ceiling. G-O was a special type of drone, and even Roxy didn’t know what they fully were. They had a strange Cyn-like claw for their left hand, worker drone legs, and bird-like feet with 1990’s leg stockings over them. They had black hair and yellow eyes as well. They wore a dark green crop top with no pants and an arm band on them like every disassembly.

Roxy closed the door as she heard commotion downstairs. It sounded like voices, but none she knew.

Roxy slowly went into the living room as she turned the corner to see V watching TV. Roxy speculated if she should bother V or not. She then took a deep breath as she stepped out into the open as V turned her head towards her.

“Roxy?” V asked quietly as Roxy took a step forward in the light. “What are you doing up at this hour? It’s nearly 3 am..!” V said as Roxy held her arm.

“I-“ she started as she recalled her dream, no, nightmare, “I had a nightmare.. it’s stupid really, I’ll just go back and sleep with S..”

Roxy said as she turned around to start to walk up the stairs as she held a pawed hand grab her.

(Yes Disassembly drones, in my AU, have pawed hands. Why? It’s cute!!)

“No, Roxy..” V said as Roxy turned her head around. “You have said this before, these ‘nightmares’ are bad..” V explained as she slowly took Roxy by the hand and led her to the couch.

V gently made Roxy sit beside her as she paused her show. “You have said that ever since you got the memory of your parents.. ya know..” she said as Roxy nodded, “You’ve had these nightmares, that won’t go away..” V said as Roxy looked down.

V then cuffed her finger under Roxy’s chin as she lifted her head up.

“Wanna stay down here with me?” She offered as Roxy, slowly, but immediately nodded.

Roxy and V shuffled a little to where Roxy was laying her head on V’s chest and V was rubbing Roxy’s hair. It was peaceful for a minute, before a nose disturbed the moment.

Roxy and V heard a clanging noise from the kitchen. And they both shot up as they saw white eyes under a flickering light.

Once the light stopped flickering and stayed on constantly, Roxy saw that it was just Cynthia getting a cup of oil.

“Oh.. Sorry..” she started as she pulled the mug of oil close to her body. “Did I interrupt y’all..?” She asked softly as she started to walk closer to the living room where the worker and disassembly was.

Cynthia used to be the host of the Solver, until Uzi ate the singularity. Since then, Uzi was able to somehow eject the real Cyn who was stuck inside the Solver’s control. They then built her a body of old worker drone parts and led her on her way.

She didn’t want to be called ‘Cyn’ anymore because of her messed up past, so she changed it to Cynthia.

She had white eyes, blond hair what was in the same style as Cyn, but with shorter side pieces (idk how to describe it, help). She wore a burgundy beanie with a black bow in the back. She also somehow got Tessa’s old dress and sewed it back together. She normally wore red and pink tennis shoes with purple socks, but she had taken her shoes off for the night. Even though the Solver was no longer in control of Cynthia, she still had some old aspects of it, like she still slouched a lot of the time, and her head went to the side like a cat rather than straight up.

Her memories are soup too, and she only clearly remembers the time before the solver took over. Though she does sometimes remember faintly about terrible things that the Solver did.. like the gala massacre.. and Tessa..

“Oh, hey Cynthia..” V started as Roxy went to lay on her chest again as V resumed rubbing her hair, “no your fine,” V looked to Roxy as Cynthia pointed to her and gave a confused look.

“Nightmares..” V stated as Cynthia nodded and sat beside Roxy as she started to rub their back.

“It’ll be ok, Roxy..” Cynthia said as Roxy went to look at her. “I’ve been through some nightmares as well. That's why I don’t sleep that well too..” she said as she looked and had an awkward smile on her face when V gave her a small death stare.

“I’m just doing self pity right now..” Roxy mumbled in V’s chest.

V immediately stopped rubbing Roxy’s hair, sat up straight, and grabbed Roxy’s cheeks as she held Roxy’s face in front of her own.

“Roxy..!” V started as Cynthia had jumped away a bit to give room as Roxy went limp like a ragdoll. “This is not self pity! You saw your own parents die!” She stated as she brought Roxy into a tight bear hug on her chest.

Roxy tried to fight back by lightly punching V, which did absolutely nothing. As she started to giggle.

Roxy’s giggles kept coming louder and louder, even if they were kinda breathy.

Even Cynthia started to giggle as she too wrapped her arms around Roxy’s waist from behind and started to hug her.

“Ok, ok!” Roxy said muffled, “I get it!”

“Say this is not self pity and I’ll let you go..” V commanded.

“Ok! Fine! I am not in self pity..!” After Roxy said that, both V and Cynthia let her go.

V and Roxy shared eye contact before Roxy turned around to meet Cynthia eye to eye.

Cynthia’s right eye flashed to the white Solver symbol as she just smiled sweetly.

Roxy just ignored the symbol as she just smiled back.

“Wanna go to sleep girly..?” V suggested as Roxy nodded. Roxy curled up on V’s chest as Cynthia went to the blanket cupboard and grabbed out a big fluffy blanket and threw it atop Roxy and V.

“Sleep well..” Cynthia mumbled as she was about to walk away. But then V’s tail wrapped around her wrist and slowly pulled her to V’s other side where she pretty much forced her little sister to sleep on her other side. A couple of minutes after everyone got settled, V started to slowly and softly sing eternal dream to the two young drones.

Both Cynthia and V fell asleep before Roxy did. But before Roxy fell asleep, she looked up towards a window that was shattered to see beautiful stars in the night sky that were around one of the moons of Copper-9.

Roxy then felt a peace she hadn’t felt since she was a babe.. a peace that you could only get for a moment nowadays, but it lasted a lifetime.

And with that.. Roxy fell asleep to the thumping rhythm of V’s heart.Yeah.. Roxy thought before she dozed off, I’m surrounded by the best people..

[:D <3]=True]

(Btw meh fwiends, I gonna be gone the whole day cause I have to go to school, then I have to go to a sports game, srry, but I’ll be on as soon as I can get home)

#murder drones #absolute solver #disassembly drones #murder drones cyn #murder drones ep 8 #serial designation n #uzi doorman #murder drones oc #murder drones fanart #murder drones fanfiction

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quilteddreamz · 1 month ago

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At Least your rested.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3(Here)

Also available on Ao3 along with my other fics!

Beep Beep, Beep Beep

You slap the disruption of your slumber, groaning as you push up.

Moon isn’t beside you anymore. Any lingering vision of the silver and blue animatronic long gone with the morning.

Sliding your feet off the bed, you shimmy down to the floor. The stark coldness dances up your legs, spreading goosebumps across. You grimace, your sleepiness zapped from you.

You groggily walk into the bathroom, flipping the switch. Your reflection looks back. Hair strewn about like an unkept hay pile. Sun’s comment from the other day comes to mind. You attempt to fix your hair, but it seems keen on being a rat’s nest.

The bags under your eyes were less noticeable, however. Still present, but proper sleep had smudged them away.

You grabbed your toothbrush, not daring to test your breath; you knew it was bad.

In the mirror, you saw two hands curl around the door frame behind. Long and yellow, followed by pointed rays.

“You’re up early,” he said peppily.

Your grip tightens, poor teeth being scrubbed unnecessarily hard.

“Not that early. The alarm woke me." You said, words muffled by frothy toothpaste. You spat, swearing you heard him tsk.

“Earlier than yesterday,” Sun hummed.

You paused, glaring at him in the mirror.

His smile crinkled nervously, slowly shrinking behind the door.

“I made waffles,” he said, as if it were a peace offering.

“M’kay.” You strained.

His blank, white eyes looked back at you.

“…I can add whipped cream.”

You kept your stare firm. You hadn’t forgiven either of them for yesterday. Being spun about like a doll was fun— when it wasn’t a punishment.

“I’ll add whipped cream.” His rays slid away, bells jingling towards the kitchen.

You sigh— he made it hard to be mad.

You slip into the dining room. Savouriness hits you, wafting from around the bend. You creep forward, only to be stopped by Sun’s outstretched hand. His face following into the archway.

“Ah, ah,” He waggles his forefinger. “It’s not done.”

“Smells done.” On tip-toes, you try to lean past him, but his insistent form blocks you.

A scowl forms, retort building until blue hands curl around your stomach from behind. You look back, seeing a soft grin.

“So demanding,” The night animatronic draws you back to his hunched form. “Even sleep can’t cure your brattiness.”

You gasp at him, hitting one of his arms for the uncalled for comment.

He cackled, grin mischievous. Arms tighten as he takes you away from the doorway. Your hands try to catch on a chair, but Moon curves you around them.

You look back, a glimpse of yellow vanishing into the kitchen. Your shoulders heave down as you grumble.

Half-dragging, Moon brought you over to the couch. He sat you down, keeping you still with steady hands. He crawled up, nestling his metal chest and head in your lap. His arms bend around your waist, holding you like a large Teddy bear.

A gangly hand broke free. It grasped the TV remote, turning the black screen bright.

The movie from last night displayed on the wide screen, paused to the last point you remembered. Bitterness tugged at you. You could have been done this film last night.

His hand grabs your face, turning you back to him.

“You look nice,” he purrs, a claw petting under your eyelid. A soft warmth hummed in your stomach, nearly melting your grudge. Almost.

It was hard to stay mad when they were only looking out for your health. But as of late, their caring had grown obsessive.

The daycare attendants were used to helping kids. Kids who couldn’t provide care for themselves. After moving in with you, they transferred that need to care over to you.

It was flattering to be dotted on, but draining to be treated like a child. You needed to set boundaries— or else you might wake up covered in bubble wrap.

“Being forced to sleep would do that.” You gave him a look, arms crossed.

An annoyed sneer overcame his mischief. He had the gull to roll his eyes.

“Really? Your upset over that?”

He growled, arms tightening around you. “We only care for you.”

“I can take care of myself.” You point out.

His fingers absently rubbed just under your shirt. Cool metal drawing circles.

“Moon.”

“We’ll think about it.” He buried his faceplate in your shirt.

You sighed. Could you even call that progress?

“Ta-da!” Sun’s voice rang out, carrying a plate of waffles along with a mug.

He sets a generous stack of waffles before you on the coffee table. The tower intimidating, coming just under your chest. Moon shifts, sitting up so you could look closer at the yummy perfection.

“I thought the table was where we ate,” you said, folding your hands under your chin, looking up at the stickler of rules.

Sun sputtered, hands fidgeting in the air. He paused— eyes narrowed, arms crossed —as he realized it was a tease.

“Ha ha, aren’t you funny,” He strained, popping the lid off the whipped cream.

Sun crouched down, delicately spaying a thick layer of white on top.

You scooted forward, Sun’s hand moving away.

The knife slices through the hot stack, steam rising. Whipped cream has already started to melt, soaking quickly into the waffle. You worked quick, not wanting to eat a puddle of mushy cream.

“You can’t even eat.” You hear Sun chide.

Your head turns, seeing Moon spraying the fluffy cream onto his still grin. Sun shook his head, scoffing.

The whipped cream slid down his metal face, falling onto the couch.

A horrified screech left Sun. He tried to scoop it off the cushion, but the damage was done. A wet, oily print left behind.

His eyes shifted to his brother, his twitchy eye returning; Moon doubled over with a cackle, face slick with a trial of cream.

Your eyes crinkle at the two, holding in your laugh. It was comical seeing Sun’s ire directed to someone else.

You grabbed the mug off the table, lifting it to your lips, watching the brotherly bickering unfold.

You sipped your coffee. It had sugar.

#fnaf #daycare attendant #fanfic #sundrop #fnaf dca #dca x reader #five nights at freddy's #writing #sundrop x reader #ao3 #moondrop #moon x reader #sun x reader #finished #part 3/3 #part 3

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yorutsuki · 5 months ago

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「 ✦ Isekaied Reversed Pt. 6 ✦ 」

↳ The heat was unbearable, a whopping 98°. So, what better idea than to go and enjoy bathing some cool refreshing water?

Tags: @jaguarthecat

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The sun's rays seemed to follow both anywhere and everywhere you go. The heat spread throughout your whole apartment—even Qíji was sprawled across the cool marble floor, panting like she's in heat!

"How do you mortals live like this.." Xiao groaned, flopping back onto the couch. Within a few months, the adeptus started to become more comfortable as the days passed, allowing him to let down his protected guard at times, well, more than how you first started out.

You weakly shrugged, "that's because we don't." You sighed, picking yourself up from the couch and heading towards the kitchen. Taking out two glasses, you went in the fridge and poured two semi-cold ice tea's with extra ice.

Making you way back, you handed the adeptus one of the glasses before chugging yours down with a somewhat satisfied sigh, Xiao following in suite.

"Even the fridge isn't fridging.." You furrowed your brows at the seemingly useless drink, it's only reason for existence of cooling you off, not doing it's job.

Both yours and Xiao's heads turned over to a 'meow', your attention glancing at the cat who pawed at the TV.

"Dreamy~! carefree~! Adrien, the fragrance!"

You looked dumbfounded at the TV before turning your attention to Qíji. "Qi, I don't think fragrance will help in this case." You sighed, shaking your head with a small smile. The cat meowed, walking off to who knows where.

"Right. Why are we watching this again?" Your head turned to Xiao as he stared blankly at you, motioning to the screen. You only shrugged. "It's a pass time."

Both your guys' attention is then brought to a small bounce sound.

Looking over to your right, you see Qíji with a bottle of water that tipped to the ground. How did he get it? You don't know. (You learned not to question things after learning dimension hopping existed) You watched dumb-struck as the cat went around the apartment, grabbing sunglasses and sunscreen.

You glanced at Xiao for answers though he looked just as dumb-struck as you.

"I don't understand." You spoke, looking at the piled items, squinting to try figuring it out easier.

"I think he's referring to the beach." The Adeptus answered. You made a 'o', before looking at the items in thought as Qíji sat cutely.

"Well...it doesn't sound like such a bad idea. Plus the sun is blistering." You hummed, turning to Xiao, "how does a beach day sound?"

....

"I don't understand why there are so many people in such...clothing.." Xiao grumbled, setting down towels onto the sand. "Well, I don't think people enjoyed having their casual clothes wet and ruined, plus fashion changes." You spoke, setting down a small beach bag that included all beach-necessities.

"Here, sunscreen." You held out a small white bottle for him to take. Xiao shook his head. "No need, Adeptus' aren't affected by sun radiation." You nodded in understanding, applying it to yourself.

After setting everything else down and up, you took your swim-cover up off and ran towards the glistening water, unknowingly laving a blushing Xiao behind.

You let a relaxed moan of pleasure as the cold ocean water overtook your form. Turning around, you waved over to Xiao "Come on!" You yelled, swimming more into the watery plain.

Xiao mumbled something before shaking his head, sitting down.

You frowned but brushed it off, enjoying this time to relax.

You hadn't realized the time as you soon felt another presence. "You need to drink." Looking over, you saw Xiao, holding out a drink that you brought in your beach bag. You honestly didn't realize how perched you were until now. Thanking him, you gladly took the drink and chugged it.

"How long do you thi-" Unfortunately the Adeptus' words were cut short as he hit the watery surface.

You raised a brow before cracking a small smile which then turned into a laughing fit and soon on wheezing.

Xiao quickly got up, wiping the sand and water from his face with the back of his hand before looking over to you then to the thing that bumped into him.

His eyes narrowed as he caught the little crap; a boy around the age of 9 who looked at him, blowing a raspberry.

Xiao looked taken a back by such behavior but quickly glared at the child, making the kid panic before screaming and running off to wherever their parents were, if they had any.

Xiao furrowed his brows before his attention then turned towards his historically laughing companion, you.

"Sorry..sorry!" You apologized between dying laughter. "Well, since your already wet, why not join?" You smiled, patting the spot next to you but quickly made a face as you realized your wording. "Eh-em, anyways.."

Thankfully the Adeptus didn't seem to realize as he made no comment while reluctantly making his way into the water.

With a sigh, he turned to you, "There, are you hap-" His words were cut off with a splash of salty water to the face.

A moment of silence overcame the two of you as you both stared at each other, a small smirk on your face. Though it soon faded as you saw Xiao turning to make his way to shore.

Your heart dropped, fearing you had upset him. "Wait, i'm sor-" Though your words were cut by, too, a splash of salty water to your whole being.

You blinked a couple before looking at a back-turned Xiao, his arms crossed as if he was a simple-innocent bystander.

With a wave of relief, your dumb-struck face turned into a grin, "Oh it's on."

...

Throughout your time at the beach, you both had ended up drenched and sandy. You just had finished up making a sandcastle which Xiao reluctantly joined in after a long pleading session.

"I say it looks pretty good!" You smiled proudly at your guys' work. "I say it looks like a messed up turtle." Xiao commented, a raised brow.

You rolled your eyes before glancing at your bag, a glimmer of light catching your eye.

Quickly, you jogged over and picked up your phone, getting an idea.

Jogging back over, you raised your phone up. "Say cheese~!" You smiled. Xiao glanced at you just as you took a picture, then another and another as he chased you.

"Ok, ok, i'm sorry again!" You chuckled, taking a breather as Xiao crossed his arms with a small frown before looking towards the horizon. "It's getting dark, we should start heading back." He stated, as you looked at the sky before agreeing.

...

Once you both made it back, the two of you (mostly Xiao) had received a warm welcoming by Qíji before you headed to the bathroom to freshen up and rinse away the dehydrating water.

Once you were finished and changed, you exited and look around to see Xiao once again outside, leaning against the balcony.

You quietly made your way over, trying your best not to disturb the silence. The night was peaceful as the stars gleamed in the night sky, giving a sense of tranquility.

"Today was...something I had not experienced in..years." Xiao spoke, his voice soft. "It..almost reminds me of..." His words came to a halt as he seemed to look down in thought before shaking his head. "Nevermind."

You watched as he pushed himself off the balcony rail before walking towards the door to inside. "Thank you..for today." He whispered before teleporting to who knows where.

You smiled lightly, your heart warming at those words. Your mind drifted back to earlier events and eventually recalled your picture-chase.

Taking out your phone, you went to the camera and opened up the gallery.

Your lips tugged into a smile with each picture present before clicking one.

It was of you and Xiao. Just before the two of you left, you had managed to snap a pretty clean photo. You were smiling with the peace sign as Xiao was on the side, standing by the turtle-castle with his arms crossed as he glanced at the camera. Behind the two of you was a pretty scenery of the beach and a colorful sunset sky.

Though your smile grew as you chuckled, seeing a faint hue of red near the adeptus' shoulder.

A/N: Whooo! Part 6 is done! I'm quite proud of this one, it's a fluff chapter and it's prettly written if I say so myself.

Thank you for those who are still following this short series!

#scenerios #x reader #oneshot #gender neutral reader #gender neutral y/n #genshin impact #genshin imagines #xiao #xiao x y/n #xiao x reader #xiao genshin impact

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