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[evelandscripts]

Would it Kill You?

Ike Eveland x  gn!Reader

warnings: none!

genre: fluff, mutual pining, slow-ish burn

word count: 1.9k

a/n: this is my first time posting actual fanfic on this hellsite even though i have been an avid user since 2014. slightly embarrassed that i have the nerve to lose my tumblr fanfic author virginity to luxiem but honestly it’s what riku tazumi would have wanted. enjoy! or don’t!

Ike Eveland was one of, if not the most, frustratingly charming people you had ever had the honor of crossing paths with.

You didn’t know what was worse— that he was so unaware of his own capabilities of rendering you speechless with a seemingly innocent quip, or the fact that every time he noticed that his comments had made a warmth rise to your cheeks, a fuzzy blush running across your face, he’d only smile silently and swiftly move on with the conversation. He garnered such an audacity to toy with your heart, but didn’t appear to have any interest in taking accountability for his constant teasing; if you could even call it that.

It didn’t take long for this repetitive, yet wordless back and forth to catch up to you. The novelist was taciturn, but he didn’t have to say much to leave your mind relentlessly racing with thoughts; like the time he bashfully complimented the way your sweater hugged your shoulders.

“You look—“ he paused, taking the time to assess the dipping collar of your top, choosing his words a bit too carefully, “comfy.”

Comfy? That’s it? Was he just going to ignore that behind his gold tinted frames, he nearly undressed you with his eyes? But that was Ike, a man of few words, ironic considering his many accolades as an esteemed penman. You decided you had enough of this wordless play, that if Ike really had something to say, you wanted to hear him say it with all sincerity.

He had been sitting at his writing desk since the sun had fallen, only a candle fashioned next to his ink pot to light the way for his work. He was concentrated, his mantel sliding down his shoulder after continuously shifting on the writers bench. His thumb was coated in deep sapphire liquid, no doubt the solvent he was jotting on the parchment with. You could tell he had been at it for a while, wearing a calm but tired expression. As to not startle him, you quietly ambled to his side, bending at the waist to get a better look at the novelist and the manuscript in from of him. 

He didn’t move an inch. You admired the way that the flicker of the flame bounced off his glasses, hiding the glow of his eyes for a moment before the fire twitched again, revealing their grey hue once again. You watched as his face contorted slightly as he thought of his next sentence, his lips pursing and eyebrows sinking towards one another. He brought his free hand up to his chin, scratching it a bit before returning it to the page. You wondered if he had noticed your presence, or if he was too focused on his writing to have realized your place next to the desk. 

“Hi Ike—“ you whispered, once again trying to prevent disturbing the man at work. 

“You don’t have to be so hushed, I knew you were watching me.” He returned, chewing on his lip as he continued to ponder over what word to write next. 

Your mouth fell agape, searching for a response to such a confident claim. He saw you watching him, taking in the curves of his jaw and crescent of his mouth. He knew you were standing there, but chose to let you embarrass yourself as you fawned over how perfect he looked while writing. 

“Oh.” was all you could muster out defeatedly. Although your ego had been quelled, you still sat onlooking; he was clearly untroubled by you watching him. 

He let a quick breath escape, a curve appearing on his lips.

“Cute.”

Your heart immediately plummeted to your stomach. He was doing it again, the exact thing you had decidedly put your foot down against. You straightened out your back, passing your hands over your front to smooth your shirt. You were about to turn on your heel to exit the room, when the novelist began to rustle for a moment. He had moved ever slightly to the far side of the bench, leaving just enough room for you to fit snuggly next to him. He passed you a virtuous look, before inviting you with the wave of an ink covered hand. You’d be a fool to decline the offer.

So there you sat, legs pushed against to his, his mantel enveloping your shoulder that met his own. Warmth emanated from his side, a barrier of layers upon layers of clothes failing to break the contact between you and Ike. It’d be a lie to say you weren’t nervous, or excited, or a delirious mix of both as you gulped down a choke. But he stayed put, placid, back to scribbling on the page.

As you watched the pen dance on top of the paper, a curious idea slipped into your mind. Perhaps, this was a chance for you to make him regret toying with you all this time. Evil, yes, but not ill-mannered. If anything, it was deserved. 

You started slowly, craning your neck to the side so it lay in the nook between his head and shoulder comfortably. A shivered ran down Ike’s body in response to the sudden change of position, but he quickly returned to his focused writing. You sighed, knowing it’d take a lot more to get through to him. 

Thus began your calculated escapade of cracking the novelist. You moved your hand from its place resting in your lap, snaking it over his leg and cupping your fingers around the inside of his thigh. You allowed your thumb to move freely over his pant leg, tracing the the fibers with dangerously slow movements. 

Ike stiffened at your touch, his body tense as your fingers methodically pressed against him. Still, he put on an unwavering facade, holding a tighter grip on his fountain pen as a way to gain a false sense security. He let out a dry cough before continuing his work, ignoring your attempt to break his attention.

His lack of reaction did not put a damper on your plans, though. You turned your head positioned on his shoulder to face his neck, blowing a breath of hot hair against his exposed skin. A layer of goosebumps formed underneath the layer of condensation you imposed on his neck. You could tell there were wheels turning in his head, his once fast paced writing brought to a halt with one simple exhale; bringing a smile to your lips. You let your fingers trail a bit further up his pant leg, but not far enough that he’d get any satisfaction out of your doings. Your actions were innocent enough, simply enjoying his company as he paid attention to the open book ahead of him.

It wasn’t until you heard the metal clang of a pen dropping to the hard oak desktop that you realized you may have pushed the novelist past his breaking point. He was no longer engaged in his creative pastime, rather, he shifted his torso to you with a sudden jolt, your head forcibly snapping up to face him. 

His eyes, formerly cast with the warm candlelight, were now a smokey silver, a shadow engulfing the majority of his face besides a sharp glint of light off his glasses. This time it wasn’t you with a red hue painting their face, but instead Ike was adorning a beautiful shade crimson across the bridge of his nose and tips of his ears. He looked at you coldly before breaking the silence.

“Does someone need attention? Or are you done playing a game that you are sure to lose.” He spoke snidely, confident in each word that rolled from his tongue. 

“You speak very boldly for someone who hides behind false innocence, Mr. Eveland.” You retorted, knowing very well his tactics. Play dumb, deny any wrong doing, and repeat; there was no blame to accept if he simply protested doing anything at all. 

He left his gaze unbroken, but slid his hand to meet yours. You couldn’t remember if he had ever reached out to you like this, whether or not this was the first time he had so tenderly grazed his fingers over your skin. His hand traveled from your wrist, past your lowered forearm, and landed atop the dip of your waist. Your breath hitched, but you knew better than you let it show your defense was faltering. 

“If you were feeling needy, you could have just said something.” His voice dripped with anticipation, laced with uncertainty of just how far you were willing to take this. 

“Says the one who can hardly formulate a forward compliment…I expected a lot more from someone who has such a way with written word.” You spoke leveled and confidently, nodding your head towards the half written page atop the desk. He frowned slightly, but his stare persisted.

“It seems, though, that the messages were still relayed though…am I wrong?” 

He wasn’t. You knew with every quick remark the underlying notion that Ike was aiming to reach you. It didn’t make it any less frustrating, though.

“Would it kill you to tell me how you really felt instead of leaving me to put the pieces together?”

Alright, you were definitely losing your pride a bit. In fact, you were practically pleading with him to drop the act altogether. Your tolerance of his discreet way of flirting you was reaching its peak, and you were about ready to put an end to your charade. Ike had other ideas.

He didn’t respond with words, but rather his actions. He brought his free hand up towards your face, brushing the hair against your forehead towards the side, letting it fall after his touch. His hand stayed against your face, though, cupping your cheek and resting against the slant of your jaw. His eyes softened slightly before he finally spoke up.

“Alright then.” Within the brief moment it took for you to register what he had even said, he leaned forward to plant a kiss against your lips. You melted completely into his touch, tilting into the kiss and bringing your hands up to meet the sides of his face. 

He broke away first, leaving a small gap between the two of your faces, his eyes still closed as he processed the decision he just made. You used you gentle grip on his jaw to tilt his head upwards, meeting his eyes once again. This time it was you pressing your lips into his, returning the sentiment he had just graced you with. It was sweet, it was wordless, but it spoke more than any of his writings could ever hope to communicate.

When you finally pulled away, there was nothing but a devious, grinning Ike in front of you.

“Y’know, if I had known all I had to do was kiss you to tell you how I felt, I would have done it a lot sooner” He chuckled, taking a deep inhale to recover from the lost breath.

Your face relaxed, and instead of being offended by his mockery, you gave into his toying and wrapped your arms around his shoulder, letting your body weight press against his chest. He gladly excepted your embrace, clasping his arms around your resting form.

For a novelist, he spoke plainly and reserved. Still, he found ways to let it be known his feelings; and it seems as though you may have discovered a replacement for all those sly comments he had made in attempts to reach you. 

[inmaki2]

luxiem’s reaction to you falling asleep on stream

req . luxiem x gn!reader .

fluff . 1k est wc .

(f/n - fandom name) ty for the cute req ^^ not proofread + lmk if there’s warnings i missedd

“lemme just read a few more supas before i end, chat..”

despite your determined words, even the viewers notice your model’s eyes drooping ever so sleepily while you talk. many express their concern and wishes for you to continue tomorrow, while others spam ‘tskr’ and remarks on how endearing the situation was.

“‘go sleep’? nah, you don’t—“ you’re cut off by a yawn, speech turning slower involuntarily, “you don’t have to worry, i’m.. i’m okay guys.”

coincidentally, right as you try to read the next donation, you close your eyes, attempting to give yourself just a second of rest, only to slip right into dreamland. of course, your chat explodes simultaneously; a majority being exclaims of what would happen next while others debate on if something else might’ve occurred. luckily for you, your boyfriend — who just so happens to be experienced in your field of work — is on the bed a few feet over, ready to help out.

mysta rias

mysta is much more observant than some may think (especially when it comes to you) and easily caught onto your state long before chat did

he shook his head from the bed, knowing exactly how you were feeling whilst you pushed yourself to continue thanking donations

it hurt him watching you in such a state, especially knowing he couldn’t do much

but now that you’ve drifted off, he’s quick to tiptoe over and take control of your model

he doesn’t even say hi, only muttering a ‘give me a minute, guys’ before grabbing your underarms and carrying you off to bed

once you’re neatly tucked in, he plants a quick kiss to your forehead before rushing back to finish up the stream

“sorry about that, yes it’s mysta! hope you guys dont mind me taking over for a bit.. wait, why’s everyone saying clip this?!”

mysta isn’t big about sharing much when it comes to your relationship, but he’ll be sure to let your fanbase what’s going on if you (clearly) can’t admit it yourself

“yep.. they say don’t worry, but then shit like this happens. fuckin’ stubborn, aren’t they?” he huffs, glancing over at your sleeping figure with fond but frustrated eyes

“good thing i was here. don’t worry, f/n.. i know you’re jealous and all, but they’re in good hands. if y’know what i mean,” the male cackles before remembering how close you are, sighing when he ensures you’re still asleep

mysta being mysta, he ends up talking to chat for a bit longer than necessary, mostly rambling about you of course

and before he ends stream, the idiot probably comments some suggestive shit that only makes the amount of clips from your stream double (sigh)

however, while he fools around for the viewers, don’t expect to be off the hook without a serious talk in the morning, along with a staff meeting that mysta will personally organize that same night

also,, be prepared for him to never live this down </3

ike eveland

the amount of times he had to stop himself from rushing over and just pulling you to bed throughout the stream..

he even tried (spamming) texting you, yet you’d simply send a stern shake of your head from the desk

so of course, once you closed your eyes for good, ike was already planning out the speech he was going to give you later on

your boyfriend can’t help but mumble about how ‘he knew this would happen’ as he paces closer, muting your mic before carrying you bridal style to bed

as romantic as it sounds, this boy was deadpanning stubbornly the whole time

“well, hello there f/n, ike here! like i’m sure most of you figured out, y/n fell asleep. the remainder of supas will continue next stream, but i hope you guys take this as a lesson that having designated time for rest is just as important—“

yes, even your chat gets an ike lecture

soon after, he’s shutting your pc down while glancing at you with an unreadable gaze

poor boy isn’t sure if he wants to scold you or hug you first

in the end he complies with hugging you all night

even after he wakes up he’ll bring his laptop in bed just so he can be near you while still working

“ah, look who’s awake,” brushing some hair from your face, he chuckles as you stretch cutely. “did you sleep well?”

“mm.. wait, what happened to my stream?”

at this, ike deadpans once again, pushing his laptop away — and that’s when you know you’re in trouble <\3

shu yamino

he knows how headstrong you can be, so he rarely tries to get you to change your mind on things like this, even when watching you doze off on live eats away at his heart

the only time he’d given his opinion was a few hours before stream, where you showed visible signs of over working

“babe?” he swallowed in discontent, inspecting your messy state from the kitchen. “i think you should cancel stream today, we can start a new anime n’ head to bed early tonight instead.”

it was a tempting offer, but the looming thought of potentially letting fans down made you swiftly decline, earning a defeated sound from the male

now here he was, rushing over to mute your mic and gently pat you awake

“y/n— y/n, you fell asleep on stream.”

that has your eyes shooting open, and the redness in them has guilt building further in shu’s chest

he feels like a bad boyfriend, like he should’ve been more assertive in taking care of you, then maybe this wouldn’t have happened

but those thoughts were for another day; right now you needed him more than ever

in an attempt to calm you down as you blabbered in confusion, he squeezes your hand in his

“shh, baby,” shu rarely used such petnames, but it immediately has you settling down. “you’re okay. it’s okay, f/n are still here waiting for you, see?”

he continues to kneel by your setup, rubbing your knuckles comfortingly as you build up the strength to unmute and explain the situation

“i don’t even know what happened, i hope everyone who donated doesn’t mind if i finish reading them next stream?” as you speak, shu nods supportively

if for some reason anybody were to get upset about this, he’d gladly argue with them himself

as soon as you hit ‘end stream’, he rises from the floor, holding your hand while walking to bed and murming affirmations softly

he smiles as you fall back to asleep almost instantly, messaging your manager himself to clear your schedule <3

vox akuma

honestly, he’d never let it come to this in the first place

“love, you’ve been slugging around all day. there’s no way you have the energy for a stream.”

in the end, you make a compromise to stream for much less time than you originally planned.. yet still fell asleep

vox hadn’t even realized at first; so busy completing work of his own until the silence finally registered

he would be mad and scold you like ike.. but you just look so cute napping away at your desk!!!

without bothering to mute, mans just admires you for a second with a tiny smirk

even in this state you were stunning to him,, not his fault

eventually lifts you like a sack over his shoulder (if you weren’t so tired he’d slap your ass by now. sigh) before settling you in bed

at that point he was desperate to just cuddle up with you, but of course the live was still ongoing

“why hello, f/n, there’s been a bit of.. em, a turn of events as you can see.. my idiot partner refuses to give themself a break so now you get me!”

vox chuckles lowly while reading the chaos and confusion in chat, sparking a new onset of comments. “guys, i can guarantee your oshi is not dead, c’mon, have some faith in me.”

like mysta, he doesn’t want to let the viewers in on too much, but he definitely hovers around the topic of overworking and breaks

“—after all, they’ve given up hours upon hours to plan more streams and events for you to enjoy, so now, i’d like everyone to be equally supportive and let them have a week or so off, hm? we don’t want this happening again, right?”

it’s a bit passive-aggressive, protective boyfriend tone honestly,, he can’t help it okay!

the minute it’s over vox is rushing back into bed, taking on the role of big spoon instinctively at your exhausted state

in the morning, he’s eager as ever to help you send a break request to the company <3

luca kaneshiro

now this one can be a bit,,

oblivious

he could tell you were tired, yes — but had no inkling it was to such a degree where you’d fall asleep in front of thousands of viewers

it definitely makes him think back to how your energy had been much lower than usual for a while now

he feels guilt bubbling in his stomach, but pushes it away as he swiftly moves in front of your mic

“chat! psst, it’s— it’s luca! y/n fell asleep, should i scare them!?” he whispers, barely holding in a mischievous giggle, “kidding, kidding. they deserve to sleep, like, really. i’ll keep you guys company for now alright?“

being the entertainer he is, luca easily finished up stream with his ‘impromptu asmr’, all while keeping one hand on your knee affectionately

“alright f/n, i think it’s time i uh, get y/n to bed, but thank you to those who stuck around! i’ll make sure they get lots of rest, pinky promise!”

it was going smoothly until he clumsily tried to lift you from the chair, awkwardly placing one hand on your behind and the other around your torso

“luca? the fuck are you doing?” you blink, only registering your boyfriend’s interesting hand placement as you wake up

his eyes widen, quickly letting you down with flushed cheeks. “what— i— i was just bringing you to bed! you fell asleep!”

“oh.. wait, on stream?!”

the boy quickly assures you (through lots of laughter) that he had it under control, and luckily for him you were too tired to fight back, only humming as he slides into bed as well

“i pinky promise’d your chat, babe. i promised that i’d make sure you rest, so no streaming for the next couple days, ‘kay?”

he gets snoring in response, which in his mind is good enough!

you wake up to a message from your manager wishing you a nice week off.. and the culprit only smiles adorably <3

if u want me to write more make sure to reblog/send asks and tell me if u enjoyed !!!!!

nkox 2023 - do not copy, translate, crosspost, etc.

[brisquad-unit-4402]

taking care of drunk ike

today it is my birthday once more so here, i'm posting my favorite fic in my drafts. i'm not sure what i should do today...?!

i love honest thoughts while drunk but i wanted to keep the idea of consent in mind... this is my balance weeeee. the longer the fic goes the more dicey it gets. kinda like actual blackout drinkinggg. so if you need to dip no worriesssssssss

tags: gender neutral reader, pre-relationship, fluff and angst, pining, open ending, fluff with a sad ending, sick fic?, blackout drunk ike, ike is a cute drunk, and then an emotional drunk, emetophobia/vomit, unspecified if reader drinks or not, slightest hint of lucake and shuca if you squint while yaoipilled, one (1) swedish word

⚠️ drinking, emetophobia

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

Long story short: Ike is sloshed and needs to get home.

Long story long: Luxiem just wrapped up an ambitious project, so naturally you and the rest of the guys spent all night celebrating. The evening started off with a good meal and blowing your lungs out on karaoke, but if someone told you earlier today that Ike of all people would get piss drunk, you would've laughed in their face. Dude's Scandinavian. He's not a heavy drinker by any means but Vox is the only one that can keep up with him. Even then, it usually ends up with the demon plastered by the time Ike starts slurring his words together.

Except for tonight, of course. All Vox had was a shot with the rest of the guys when the night started, so that initial effect faded ages ago.

You weren't set on getting drunk either, so you ended up being the responsible one too. Even Luca sobered up. He's usually the next to go after local lightweight Shu, but the bar appetizers must've soaked up the alcohol, and now at the wee hours of 2 AM, the other two guys were using Luca as a crutch. Seeing sleepy-drunk Shu rest his head on Luca's shoulder was common. Ike trying to break free from Luca's grasp? Completely different story.

"Luca, let me go."

"Are you going to trip in your heels if I do?"

"No."

Luca let go of Ike's hand. Ike stepped forward, stumbled, and nearly ate shit before he could even get to step number 2. Luckily, Luca figured that would happen and grabbed his arm before the novelist completely lost his balance. "See what I mean now, Ike?"

Ike just grunted in half-hearted protest.

Meanwhile, Vox closed his phone. "I don't want him walking home alone," he said. He glanced at the Luca-crutch and the rambunctious child dangling off his arm (plus the contented Shu on the other side). "Uber should be here in a few minutes."

"Thank you, Vox," you said on Ike's behalf.

"It's the least I can do. Still, do you think he can make it to his apartment? He can barely stand up straight."

You got an idea. "I can go with him and make sure he gets home in one piece."

Vox tilted his head. "What about you?"

"Please, don't sweat it! We live less than five minutes away from each other, so I'll be fine. We even have spare keys to each other's places,” you said. Behind you and Vox, Ike was trying to pull his hand out from Luca's grasp. No matter how hard he tried, he had about as much force as a wet piece of paper. Luca was immovable. You continued. "Besides, I'm a little worried too. I don't want him to trip on concrete or anything."

Which brings the long story to now: you sit in backseat of an Uber with Ike who, as mentioned, is sloshed and needs to get home.

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

Without Luca to hold him in place, Ike didn't have much of an authority to rebel against. He complied without much of a fight. It's endearing watching him switch up; one moment he's acting goofy with the boys and the next he's docile, staring intently at the back of the passenger seat.

"What're you looking at?" You ask.

"Pouh," he says informatively. When you don't respond immediately he pushes his head against your arm like a pillow and repeats himself. "Pughhh."

"What?"

"Pockets," he slurs. He points at the back of the passenger seat, which is as flat as a board. "This seat doesn't have them. Which is so sad. If it can have pockets we should always have pockets no matter what."

"I think you should talk to women's jeans manufacturers about that."

"I would be great at women's jeans," Ike agrees.

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

You thank the driver once the ride is done and open the door for Ike. Fortunately he's remembered how to walk but you support him as you climb the stairs to his apartment, one step at a time. His heels, usually quick and prompt, clunk on the ground. Ike sniffs.

Oh, no. He looks like a kicked puppy right now. Did something happen? You try to recount anything that might've upset him. "What's wrong, Ike?"

"I thought about it during the ride." He sniffs again. "Women's jeans don't have pockets and it’s making me sad."

“Sometimes they do!” You pat his back in a quick attempt to cheer him up. “I’ve even seen skirts with pockets.”

“Oh. That’s nice.” Ike smiles. “They should make more skirts with pockets.”

“Sure. Where’s your keys?”

Ike produces a key ring and misses the lock, so you open it for him. His apartment smells like cotton and the greasy hint of bacon, just like how you remember. It’s organized but clearly lived in, down to the folded laundry resting on a chair rather than their designated drawers.

“Come in,” he says, not at all surplussed by you. You visit each other often, after all. He ambles through the threshold and onto the couch with a satisfied “Oof.”

The first order of business is to get Ike some water. You don’t even have to guess which cabinet holds the glasses; you get it right on the first try. Once you’re done, you turn to the couch. Ike lays down on the couch, head plopped on the armrest and his folded hands, squishing his alcohol-flushed cheeks. His drooping eyes perk up as your get closer. He’s been watching you.

“Alright, you big dork, sit up properly so you can drink.” You nudge his shoulder, coaxing him up with a groan.

He straightens as you press the cold glass in his hand. With a wave of his free hand, he tries to say, “I shouldn’t, I’ve had a lot to drink.”

You raise the glass. Despite his protests, Ike wordlessly tilts it to his lip with your help. You must look like an alien species, a tangle of limbs holding a cup to a second mouth, but Ike closes his eyes as he sips. When he parts his lips are dewy. The center turns a brighter color, now glossy from the water, rosy red to accompany the flowery pink flush over his cheeks.

He glances at you. "Tastes watery."

"That's because it's water," you say, letting him get a grip on the cup by himself. "Go ahead, have some more. It'll help."

Ike lets out a tiny satisfied sound as he mumbles, “Only because you’re cute.”

Ah?

He drinks more of the water while you stare at him like an actual alien. His Adam's apple rises and falls with each gulp as you try to shake off your surprise. "I... I didn't know you were a flirty drunk, Ike."

Ike pouts at the implication. “I'm not! I’ve never flirted in my life.”

“What was that, then?”

“The truth,” he says plainly.

“Yep, you’ve had way too much to drink.” You rise up from the couch, refusing to let his unfiltered thoughts be detected as honest. However a weight holds you down. Ike clings to your legs, preventing you from getting up. "Wh—hey!"

"Nooo, don't go."

"What's the matter?" You try to wiggle him off, but Ike's grip tightens. Fluffy sand-and-sea hair rustles against your leg as Ike nuzzles you, face hot with liquor. Nerves kick in. Ike might be an affectionate drunk, but the most you've seen him is hug your friends with one arm and playfully sock them without much impact. There's no way he's thinking straight, not if he's intent on using your lap as a pillow. "Ike, I need to get up."

"I don't want you to go."

"I'm not going, I just need to get up."

"But that's the same thing."

"No, it's not. It's..." You inhale through your teeth as he tugs you back down. "Oh, Ike. I need to take care of you so you don’t regret this when you sober up."

Ike rests his cheek against your thigh now that you're back to sitting on the couch. He exhales. Warm breath settles over your clothes. "I regret everything I don't do with you."

Your furrow your brow. "That doesn’t make sense."

He raises his legs to his chest, curling up in your lap. "It makes sense to—to me." He hiccups. A hand brushes against your leg, then retracts as soon as Ike realizes he placed it there.

Drunkenness has granted him a dreamy tint to his jade eyes as he looks up to you, but you're starting to realize what's gotten into him. The weight of it presses down your back, just like how you support his head in your lap. "You make me want to do everything I wish I could do. If I was braver. Or honest." Ike sighs again. "I wish I was good enough for you."

You’re not sure if this is a conversation Ike wants to have drunk. You're not even sure if this is a conversation Ike wants to have sober. It's voyeuristic, listening to his thoughts out loud, the filter dividing personal and public nowhere to be seen. He's always been a private guy with his feelings—at least, he's never told you any of them. You think you understand why now. It makes you feel dirty. Like you've seen too much.

Ike blinks. Tentatively, his fingers brush your knee again. Eyelashes obscure the blue hope in his eyes, making way for the uncertainty laced in spring and jade green. The fear in ochre yellow.

He regains his sense of shame, closes his eyes, and tilts his head away, focusing on the threads on your clothing instead of his true feelings. They come out in a whisper. "I must be an awful friend for hiding from you."

"You're not awful," you say, just as hushed. He's never been. Ike's greatest critic has always been himself. He's never going to remember this, either. You're certain he's going to black out by morning, or pretend like he did, and that this never happened. You could too.

It's unclear if you're an awful friend for reaching out to Ike. You'll decide later.

But right now, all that matters is your nails light against his scalp, stroking his messy hair, smoothing down the strands like you’re brushing the thought away. Away. Let it go, Ike, I'll brush it away, away, away.

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"Uggh," Ike says groggily.

He fell asleep in your lap while you consoled him. It made your heart hurt, but the pain ebbed by the time you could hear his soft snores. Now that he's stirring, the hurt has dulled to a slight, simple bruise on your heart: easy to ignore, tender when pressed.

"Something going on?" You ask, careful not to be too loud.

"Urggg," Ike repeats. It's not groggy, you realize. It's nauseous.

You snap up. "Oh, no no no no nonononononono. Keep it together, Ike, keep it together!" You help him up and guide him to the bathroom. Simply put, he gets there in time. You hold his hair away from his face as Ike leans over the toilet and empties his stomach's contents.

Naturally in a moment of sickness, Ike is inelegant. Earlier, he used his mantle as a blanket, and abandoned it on the couch when he woke up. One of his fishnet gloves is missing. He leans so deeply that you can see the ridges of his spine through his button-up shirt, wrinkled from rest. You smooth it down, brushing the nausea away by rubbing circles on your friend's back.

He expressed so much about what you mean to him, yet the only appropriate thing you can call him is a friend...

Ike gasps for air. "Hell," he slurs, just before spitting up more of his sickness. He weakly grabs at the nearest wall as support. You can feel his stomach shuddering just by stroking his back, coloring the toilet water each time he retches. "Hel-helvete..."

"Don't talk, just get it all out," you say. He makes an unflattering noise in response; the vomit splatters against the bowl.

And to think, you thought yourself alien before. Clumsiness is common for Ike, but now it’s like guiding an ungraceful animal. He plucks off his glasses, tosses them aside. It feels like holding a cat by the scruff, a bag of rice by its seam.

Ike rasps. “Don’t go,” he pleads, throaty from slumber, slurred from stomach acid. The thought has yet to go away. “Do-don’t go.”

“I’m not leaving.” You set his glasses on the counter, pat his shoulders, and rip off a square of toilet paper.

Now that he’s seemed to recover, you tilt his head to face you. Ike averts jade-green eyes as you pad at his lip with the makeshift napkin. For the first time tonight, proper embarrassment overtakes him. His lip parts to protest, but freezes before the words come out, mentally rejecting whatever is on his mind.

The freeze extends to the rest of his face as you wipe at it. You try not to focus on his eyes, scrunched up with shame. His brows lower as he shuts them. It's only when you can't see the color anymore that you realize you've been paying attention whether you like it or not.

At least now you can observe him without feeling too awkward. Ike's a wreck. Obviously. His hair sticks out from where you held it out of his face. You have to use another square of toilet paper to clean him up. Luckily he's regaining his sense of decency, despite how his face is too ghastly pale to blush.

Ike sighs, barely coherent. "I feel gross."

"It's okay, it happens," you console. Nearby on the counter is a cheap plastic cup. You fill it up with water, then offer it to him. "How are you feeling?"

"...Better." He grabs it with his gloved hand, and traces a bare finger around the edge with the other. "But still gross."

"It happens."

"And I feel bad." You spring up, ready for action, but Ike waves you off as he continues. "Not like that. Just bad."

Instead he takes the cup and swishes, trying to clear the taste of bile. He spits into the toilet (just saliva and water, thankfully). Without his glasses, it's easier to see his hooked nose, especially as he pinches the bridge of it. "I'm sorry you have to see me like this."

"What? No, don't worry about it!" You pat Ike's back again. "I'm your friend, of course I want to make sure you're doing alright."

"I don't know how I thought I had a chance."

"It's okay, you just had too much. Don't beat yourself up over it."

"You're t-too good for me."

"No, I'm your friend."

"I should've figured." For the first time Ike seems to notice he only has one glove on. He rubs his thumb over the fishnet as he stares into the cheap plastic, the crystal water above it. "My imagination always gets the best of me and I have to pretend like I—like I didn't get my hopes up for nothing." He hiccups again. He already threw up all the booze, but you can still smell the alcohol on his breath as he stumbles through his words.

"You're drunk," you say, because now is not the time. No matter how much it pains him to express it, or how much it pains you to keep quiet, Ike deserves better than your true thoughts when he won't remember them at all. It would be cruel to play with his heart.

In the quiet introspection, Ike sits down on the bathroom tile and leans against the wall. He swallows down the alcohol taste. Shadows carve out his exhausted features, including the eye bags usually hidden by his glasses, and the lost, lamenting green of his eye. There's no way he can hear your thoughts, but the emotion sits heavy on his shoulders. He understands the hesitance.

Ike says, "I know." There's nothing to do about it. All you can do is pretend tonight never happened, or that Ike knew how to hold himself back, or that you never had these feelings to begin with.

"I wish I didn't," he adds. Already he protests the silence. It's an elaborate dance around the elephant in the room, but all he wants to do is get in his high heels and trip. If he could he would crash into everything, make a mess, stumble and slip and fall just as hard as he fell for you, over and over again, until he sprains his ankles and his body turns black and blue and the world swirls with dizziness. It wouldn’t be much of a difference. You make him go zero-gravity. Floating on air. The things he dreams of have wings in never-ending motion, away, away, away. "I think I need to lie down."

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should i make a part 2?

✧. ┊ masterpost ✧. ┊ kofi

[rumunstelle]

Manager of my Heart

Warnings : None

Summary : As the manager of Luxiem, you were responsible with managing these boys. Who would've know these boys would develop... An interest in you..?

(In this fanfic, NIJISANJI is an ACTUAL office, where all the liver's go to, to stream :PP)

In the bustling heart of NIJISANJI EN's headquarters, there was a palpable sense of excitement as Luxiem prepared for their upcoming anniversary stream. The members being Luca, Shu, Ike, Mysta, and Vox

They were well-known for their charisma and charm, but behind the scenes, they shared a common, unspoken distraction. Their interest for you, their manager

You were the definition of efficiency, your head always buried in your planner, phone pressed to your ear as you coordinated events, sponsorships, and media appearances. Your obliviousness to anything not but your schedule was almost comical at most

As they gathered in the conference room to discuss the stream's logistics, the members exchanged knowing looks. Each harbored a gentle admiration for you, appreciating your dedication and often, your unintentional neglect of their not-so-subtle hints of affection

Shu, more reserved, showed his affection through helping you when your in need. Like, helping you with the technical issues. Your not the brightest when it comes to technical stuff, but luckily Shu was there to happily lend you a helping hand!

Ike, the dear novelist, attempted to engage in deep conversations about books and art, hoping to catch your interest. Even though, you always engaged, you were to caught up with work to notice the deeper intentions behind his words

Luca, threw flirtatious comments your way. But, in a very dorky way “(Y/n), if I had a stream for every time you crossed my mind, I’d never be offline" You chuckled, scribbling notes without missing a beat. “Make sure those streams are scheduled properly, Luca. We wouldn’t want your fans missing out on any of that charm”

Mysta, helping out with anything he can, just to help you with your work, and not stressing us much about your work, yet sometimes his 'help' makes more problems for you. Yet, you still really appreciate him trying to help as best as he can!

Vox, definitely more protective of you when you guys are out. Whether you like it or not, he'll definitely accompany you when your out and about. He doesn't want any creeps to go near you

And despite their efforts, you remained blissfully unaware of there hints of affection. To you, these were just endearing quirks of your talented team, nothing more, nothing less

The anniversary stream was a roaring success, filled with laughter, games, and an outpouring of support from fans

As the night drew to a close, you gathered them together, your eyes sparkling with how proud you are of them!

“You all did wonderfully tonight!” You beamed, your genuine appreciation warming their hearts. “I don’t know what I’d do without such a dedicated team!"

As they all shared a celebratory toast, the members exchanged glances once more. Perhaps it was better this way, their feelings a quiet undercurrent that strengthened their bond rather than complicating it

After all, in the whirlwind world of vtubing, some secrets were best kept just between the lines of a planner and the quiet moments before the stream went live

[mysteriawrites]

Nijisanji En with an Actor S/O

Ft. Doppio Droscythe, Ike Eveland, Luca Kaneshiro, and Ren Zotto

An: request for @fruitogi

Doppio Dropscythe:

When you joined Xsoliel you had joined the theater club. You had a love for acting so you thought that it’d be fun.

You were in many plays and worked up to being one of the usual picks for lead. Doppio was so proud of you and would be in the front row for every performance of yours.

However this time you were in the classic play of Romeo and Juliet. On top of that you and your costar were really close with one another in order for you to have good on stage chemistry.

This didn’t sit well with dear old Doppio.

Sometimes he’ll sit in on practices and just get all pouty whenever you have a scene with your costar or as he calls them “his love rival”

If you ask him why he’s pouting he won’t admit it though.

He’ll also get really clingy and possessive about it too. Always touching you, especially if your costar is around, and trying go draw you attention away. Might even flash his fangies at people.

You eventually catch on and either he’ll deny your claims and act like he doesn’t know what you’re talking about, or he’ll look like a puppy who did something wrong which will incline you to give him extra attention.

He’s a jealous giant and we love him.

Ike Eveland:

You and Ike were working on the same movie/play. However while you were and actor, Ike was the script writer (and helped with the music and mixing sometimes).

You guys were working on a romance movie where you were one of the romantic leads. What was worse is it was a pg-13 film so you definitely had some suggestive scenes in there too.

As much as Ike hated to admit it he was feeling pretty jealous.

He knew that it was all part of the job and just for show, but he couldn’t help but wish it was him doing those things with you instead.

Because Ike is ashamed of his feelings he may become a bit quieter and distance himself a bit.

Throwing himself into his work so he doesn’t have to think about the green eyed monster gnawing at his heart.

Once you notice it and talk to him about how it’s normal to have these feelings and how he shouldn’t be ashamed of them expect him to get a bit clingy with behind closed doors.

In public he’s as professional as ever, but when you two are alone he needs to make up for lost time ;).

Luca Kaneshiro:

You were a famous actor working on your latest film. Of course Luca being the big important mafia boss he was and since he was one of the people funding productions, he was able to come watch you work.

Of course he loved and supported everything you did, however he wasn’t so supportive of your costar.

And he wasn’t subtle about it either!

He knows what a big, scary, and intimidating guy he can come off as to some people and baby is petty so he uses that as much as he can.

He’ll come up to you after shoots bearing gifts like coffee and snacks and just glare at your costar while you’re not looking.

He’ll also be very touchy and clingy in front of them to show that you’re his S/O.

If you take a break between shoots to hang out with him and start talking about your costar he’ll try to change the subject. He’ll also get pouty when you have to go back to set.

He thinks he’s being subtle, but you notice everything. If you point it out unlike Doppio, he’ll fully admit he’s jealous while wrapping his arms around you and pouting.

He’s a jealous puppy give him love.

Ren Zotto:

You and Ren also work on the same movie. You’re one of the actors and he works on the music.

While Ren is indeed jealous of you and your costar, he tries to make light of it and joke it off.

He trusts you and knows jealousy is normal especially when you have an S/O as amazing as you. It makes him feel proud.

Of course that doesn’t mean he won’t feel the need to be a bit possessive sometimes. He’ll be more flirty affectionate with you in front of others if that was even possible.

He’ll try to make friends with your costar but also lowkey try to subtly make them understand that you’re his S/O.

He’ll also be more cuddly when you guys aren’t working.

Overall he’s pretty lighthearted about it, but not above jealously.

[crystillyzed]

【CHARACTER PROFILE】

“Isn’t he the guy who sits in the back?”

Ike Eveland, the introverted third year who tends to keep to himself as well as the leader of the Literature Club.

Would you be able to break him out of his shell?

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Scrapbook Memories is a free-to-play Luxiem dating sim developed by kronoprism with a demo coming to PC this spring!

You’ve been accepted to Divine Crown Academy for your last year of school. How will you spend it with your four classmates?

Follow kronoprism on Twitter and Instagram for further updates on the fangame!

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kronoprism and Scrapbook Memories is non-profit and not affiliated with neither ANYCOLOR Inc. nor NIJISANJI in accordance to their regulations regarding fan-creations.

[sukiitoru]

Patessiere luxiem(+sonny and alban) x gn reader pls

The hanging out at the back while making sweets 🍮

Hello anon! Thank you for the extremely adorable request! I'm so sorry for taking so much time to do this, I hope you enjoy reading it♡.

WARNING: Please remember that I am writing about vtubers based on their characters online and not of the people behind their vtuber avatars, thank you!

Fandom: nijisanji luxiem, noctyx.

Pairing: luxiem + Sonny, Alban x Mc

Category: fluff, men being absolutely wholesome

Love sweeter than cake

Luca Kanashiro

• Luca met Mc during their interview as he owned the shop, it was family business passed down from generation to generation.

• Luca took a liking to them since meeting them on their first day and hired them right away, he'll check up on Mc for the first couple of day to make sure everything is okay and no one is annoying them.

• Definitely loves sneaking in a few of Mc's pastries when no one is looking.

• Luca gets absolutely overjoyed when Mc notices, and brings some pastries to him after work with a cup of tea in the staff room so he can enjoy them.

• Won't allow them to be on work if they're sick or tired, or will have them on cashier duty if they insist on working.

• Gets the courage to ask them out with a small cupcake 'go out with me?' written on it in with yellow frosting.

• Dates with him consist of drinking milk tea while eating pastries at the park after work.

☀︎︎

The sky was baby blue, as clear as ever, with small white fluffy clouds moving through it, it was truly a beautiful day, the best for for a picnic.

Mc was walking hand in hand with Luca towards the park, basket in hand as Luca swung their hands back and forth together, another basket in his hand, as he chuckling slightly at something Mc was telling him about their day.

"It's such a pog day! You pick out the best days" Luca hummed happily enjoying the sun that was warming up his face, Mc chuckled softly and kissed the back of Luca's hand at the compliment.

"Oh you know, it's nothing amazing really, the sun just was nice to us today, now that seems like a nice spot right?" Mc mumbles as they walk towards an empty spot in the park, the grass crunching under their shoes as they walk hand in hand.

"That looks like a good spot" the male aggred setting down the basket in his hand and stretching his arms over his head with a small yawn, Mc taking out the blanket from inside their basket and placing it on the ground, patting Luca's back gently as they sit down the male quickly sitting next to them and laying down to rest his head on their lap grinning widely up at them.

"Well, hi there little lion" Mc chuckled softly pressing a gentle peck to Luca's mouth moving to grab some of the food inside the basket.

"All this sun got me all sleepy now" Luca pouted softly yawning once more, opening his mouth once Mc held a small cookie towards his lips, humming gently at the taste.

"Well, you did sleep late last night" Mc took a bite out of loaf of bread filled with cheese, as Luca whined a bit and moved to lay on his side grabbing a sandwich and starting to eat.

"How can a sandwich taste so good" the male sighed happily munching on the sandwich, Mc patting his head gently, pushing his hair away from his face as they grab a croissant luca made and started eating it.

"Because it's full of love" Mc chuckled softly, Luca staring up at them with a wide grin, taking a big bite out of the sandwich and kicking his feet up in the air.

"Your love tastes very pog" Luca hummed once more, taking hold of Mc's hand and kissing their fingers gently.

The two love birds continued to eat their food together enjoying the nice weather, hearts full of love.

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Shu Yamino

• First time Shu met Mc was on his first day at work, he had just started working at the shop and they were the one showing him around and telling him about his shifts.

• Was absolutely amazed by how nice they were, and will preferably hang out with them on breaks.

• Loves sharing whatever he's eating with mc whether it's something he made, noddles, or simply just something he's drinking, bought Mc a penguin keychain that reminded him of them.

• Will definitely take over Mc's shifts whenever they're tired or sick, might excuse himself from work too to take them home or take care of them if needed.

• Insisted once on taking Mc to his favourite ramen restaurant, and paid for everything they ate, now he takes Mc there on a regular basis, on lunch break too sometimes.

• Asked Mc out after he walked them home from the ramen restaurant, while Mc was opening their door and saying goodbye, he suddenly took hold of their hand and asked them to go out with him in a mess of jumbled words, face extremely red and hands trembling slightly from nervousness.

• He takes Mc out to eat, or go to the arcade and try to beat each other while giggling like kids together.

☀︎︎

Shu was walking next to Mc, pulling his beanie down to cover his head better, his breaths appearing in small puffs in the air, the sky snowing gently.

Mc pulled on Shu's elbow gently, lowering his hands to pull the beanie properly on his head, holding his cold cheeks gently and pinching them gently.

Shu gave Mc a big grin, kissing their palm gently before moving to hold their hand and starting to walk towards their favorite restaurant.

"I'm so hungry" the male whined slightly pushing his hand that was linked with Mc's into his pocket, feeling giddy all of a sudden.

"Me too, I'm definitely gonna order the big bowl of ramen" Mc hummed gently, already tasting the very delicious ramen, shu humming in agreement.

They entered the small restaurant after a few minutes of walking, sitting quickly at their usual table, relaxing immediately at the warm atmosphere of the place, as the chef passes a smile their way and takes their orders.

Shu starting eating immediately when his food arrived, almost burning his tongue with the hot ramen, Mc snickering at him and pinching his palm that was resting on the table the male pouting softly.

"Let's go to my house after this and bake cookies, it's too cold to stay home alone" the male pouted, Mc humming gently while eating their food, it was truly too cold to stay alone and making cookies did sound extremely fun.

"Sure babe, but you better not get my clothes dirty with flour, or so God help me because I will kill you" Mc huffed, Shu giggling and wiggling his eyebrows, making a thoughtful face, nodding his head with a chuckle when Mc raised their eyebrow at him.

"I'll have you know I'm an absolute gentlemen, since every single time I clean your clothes and let you borrow my amazing and more comfortable clothes" Shu tsked pinching Mc's cheek, and stealing half of their egg from their ramen bowl, laughing when Mc pouted at him, giving them his egg to make amends while chuckling.

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Shu and Mc continued to eat their warm meals, their bodies warm and their hearts full, going to Shu's house after dinner and throwing flour at each other, cuddling together after, dirty clothes ordeal forgotten as they warmed each other up full of sweet cookies and love.

Ike Eveland

• Mc and Ike were childhood best friends who lost touch when Ike moved to another city, they met again when Ike once passed by the shop Mc worked at to eat something sweet.

• Both were absolutely overjoyed to see each other again, he waited for Mc until they finished work to walk together and eat out while catching up.

• Since then he visits the shop all the time, working or writing in the great atmosphere of the shop, and walks Mc home after they finish work.

• Will stay home with Mc whenever their sick and take care of them, makes them some food and sweets to help them feel better.

• Takes Mc to their favourite park when they were kids to hang out, enjoy the weather and eat ice cream together while reminiscing about the good past.

• Exchanging books together with Mc was something they did since they were children, so once he slipped a note saying 'would me make me the happiest guy on earth and go out with me?' inside the book and exchanged books with Mc as usual, Mc reads the book and calls him upon finding the note and he simply answers with a soft chuckle and says 'so what do you say? Let me take you out to our favourite restaurant?'.

• Going on dates with Ike was so normal, as they always went out together, so their dates are at home where they watch a movie while eating sweets together or simply being in each other's presence.

☀︎︎

The sound of the doorbell ringing grabbed Ike's attention, the male quickly placing his book down on the coffee table and getting up to open the door.

The sight of Mc mc standing outside brought a wide smile to his lips as he ushered them inside, the same smile on Mc's lips as they got inside a few books in hand as they took their shoes off.

Ike took the books from Mc, placing a gentle kiss to their forehead and walking towards the coffee table to place the books down, Mc walking after him and taking a seat on the couch Ike sitting next to them quickly.

The two started a simple conversation, talking about their day, Ike getting up halfway through to make them tea, Mc trailing behind him like a puppy, talking about their day at work, both of them cuddling after and drinking tea together.

"So, what do you think of the book älskling?" The male asked as he took the book from the coffee table handing it to Mc and curling into their side to watch as they open to the marked pages they liked.

"It was so nice! It's a nice change of pace from the romance one, this one focuses on family and siblings and I really like it, definitely made me cry, you can feel the emotions of the characters through their words and body language and that shows how good the writer is" Mc explained showing him their favorite pages, Ike's lips pursed slightly before turning into a wide grin as he took the book from Mc's hand showing them his favorite pages.

"What about you? Did you like the book I gave you?" Mc asks resting their head against his shoulder as he opens the book Mc gave him trailing his fingers across the cover gently.

"Definitely, I usually don't read horror books, but this one is definitely good, I love how it's a mix of horror and fantasy, it definitely gives a lot of fan service while also keeping you on your toes" Ike rambled opening a few marked pages to show mc, telling them of his favorite character as they discuss their books of the week.

"I wanna read something more exciting this time ikey, fantasy or thriller will definitely be great" Mc explains, when Ike passes them a book from the coffee table, Mc opening it and checking the first page humming in satisfaction before grabbing a book from the table and passing it to him.

"Thank you älskling, fairy tail huh? Looks rather exciting" the male hummed happily flipping through a few pages, kissing Mc's forehead gently taking the book in their hand and placing both books on the coffee table.

"What movie shall we watch today? I'm feeling like watching something funny, what about you?" Ike asked, grabbing the remote from the arm of the couch and turning the TV on, flipping through the movie list to pick one, Mc hums gently against his shoulder, Ike deciding on a movie, grabbing a blanket from next to him on the couch and covering both him and Mc with it as they both watch the movie together, cuddling close.

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Mysta Rias

• Mysta met Mc when they started working at the shop, he was a regular and noticed when a new employee was at the cashier taking his orders.

• Doesn't really react much at first, as it wasn't really any of his business who worked at the shop, but he'll start to enjoy Mc's presence slowly.

• He insists on only eating whatever Mc made after getting closer to them, as it 'doesn't even compare to anyone else's even if he did eat it before', he'll start to visit even more and now knows Mc's working hours and visits then to enjoy their baking.

• Will be slightly upset and worried when he goes to the shop and doesn't find mc at the cashier, will call them to check up on them after getting their number from another employee who was their friend, buys Mc some stuff and goes to visit them after getting premission from them and their address to spend some time with them.

• He doesn't go out to many places, so he prefers to hang out with Mc at the shop after they finish work.

• He gave Mc a note while he was paying for the pastries he bought, which had his confession, and left the shop in a hurry, Mc passes him the note the next day with a 'yes♡' written on it at the bottom under his confession.

• He takes Mc out to an ice cream place, and they just walk around town while eating ice cream and enjoying their time together.

☀︎︎

Mc sighs in relief stretching their hand, their shoulders cracking as the walk out of the staff room already out of their work clothes, Mysta who was practically bored out of his mind, perked up at the sight of Mc.

The male got up to slump himself over Mc with a small whine, Mc patting his back gently and pressing a kiss to his temple.

"Ready to go baby?" Mc asked gently waving goodbye to their coworker as Mysta grabbed his bag from his table waving towards the worker at the cashier and linking his arm with Mc's with a small hum.

"So what does my sweet darling wanna do? Should we just go home or wanna go out somewhere?" Mc hums out, already thinking of a couple of places they can go, before deciding that home was a better idea when they noticed mysta's expression.

His lips were formed into a pout, eyes blinking slowly which definitely told Mc he was sleepy, his movement slightly sluggish as he was practically slumped forward.

"Home sounds like the better solution right now, as much as I love going out, you look absolutely exhausted baby" Mc mumbled gently patting Mysta's cheek gently the male leaning against their touch.

The male hummed gently in agreement, a small 'thank you' leaving his lips as he and Mc walk home, slowly with his sluggish pace.

Mysta draped himself over Mc's couch the moment they arrive home, eyes shut as he breaths deeply nuzzling against the soft pillows, Mc chuckling softly at him and covering him with a blanket that was on the couch already, kissing his head and moving towards the kitchen.

About two hours later, Mysta is woken up by Mc gently kissing his forehead to wake him up, plates of food in hand as they brush his hair away from his face gently.

"Get up honey, I made you some food, eat and then we sleep together yeah?" Mc hums gently Mysta getting up with a small yawn, hand shaky when he tries to take the spoon from Mc's hand, who shushs him gently and moves the spoon away from his hand and started to feed him slowly.

Mysta hummed gently after he finished his food, leaning against Mc's shoulder as they walk towards the bedroom to sleep, the male falling onto the bed and nuzzling up to the comfortable pillows shivering slightly at the cold sheets.

Mc joins him after changing clothes quickly, pulling the warm blanket over them as Mysta nuzzles into their warm embrace, mc and Mysta fall asleep in each other's arms happily, sharing their warmth that lulls them gently to sleep.

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Vox Akuma

• Vox met Mc for the first time when they came into the shop to buy some pastries, the male as usual a bit of a flirt made some flirtatious comments here and there, Mc giving him a small smile and leaving after taking their order.

• He's absolutely smitten, talks all about it to his coworker shu, who tries to support him somehow, 'Mc is just so UGH' he said slamming his forehead into the wall.

• Loves it whenever Mc visits and will be extremely attentive, even paying for whatever they want, will be so happy when they sit at one of the tables inside the shop and start working on something, he'll check on them every once in a while to make sure they don't need anything.

• Will be very worried when Mc doesn't come at their usual time and comes a few hours later with a red nose and watery eyes as they sneeze, will take Mc to the back and scold them gently giving them some of the medication he had in case he got a tummy ache or felt sick, and will wait until the end of his shift which was in a few minutes, then walks Mc home, will call them for the next couple of days to check up on them until they're fine and healthy.

• He takes Mc to his house to hang out while he bakes sweets, and makes Mc try them, makes a mess of the kitchen when Mc insisted on helping, they'll both be covered in flour by the end of it.

• confessed when Mc was at his house while making sweets together, asks Mc while busying himself in kneading the dough, thankfully he didn't get to see Mc's wide eyed expression as their face slowly turns scarlet red, or Mc would've never heard the end of it.

• He takes Mc out on night or early morning strolls, loves to take them to the park or just chill at his house anywhere is fine as long as they're there.

☀︎︎

" 's too early to go out" Mc mumbles sleepily against vox's chest, said male helping them dress with a gentle coo as he smiles down gently on them, hair pulled back into a ponytail as he wraps his arms around Mc.

"I know baby, I promise you'll love it when you see the sunrise, you don't have to do anything the park is just down the street" the male promises pressing a gentle kiss to their forehead, as he grabs a bag he set on the bed and taking hold of Mc's hand gently pulling them towards the door, it was very early in the morning and Vox thought of how great it would be to watch the sunrise then and there.

Mc whines gently for a bit more before giving up and following vox, who ties their shoes for them with a grin, walking towards the park at the end of the street after.

Vox pulls out two blankets from the bag on his shoulder, placing one on the ground and covering Mc with the other when they sit down, sitting down next to them and pulling the blanket over his shoulders.

Mc nuzzles against Vox's shoulder with a small yawn watching as the dark sky started to turn blue, the sun starting to appear more and more with the passer of time.

Mc breathed deeply as half of the sun rose, the world basking in it's gentle eternal light, Vox's grin growing wider as he wrapped his arm around Mc's shoulder gently.

"It's so pretty isn't it?" Vox hummed gently Mc looking up to watch him looking at them with soft eyes and wide smile.

"Yeah, the sun looks absolutely breathtaking" Mc hummed back, Smile growing on their lips as Vox's grows wider, snickering for a sec before kissing Mc's head.

"As beautiful as the sun is, it'll never look prettier than you under it's glow" the male sighed gently, chuckling when Mc flushed nuzzling against his shoulder knowing how extremely cheesy he sounds.

Vox sighs happily resting his head on top of Mc's, watching the sun rise happily with his own sun by his side.

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Sonny brisko

• Sonny met Mc when he bumped into them while they were opening up the shop, the male in a hurry to get to work apologizing quickly and going on his way, he visits the shop again after his work, and apologizes to Mc once more while ordering some cupcakes with a sheepish smile.

• Feels kinda guilty for bumping into Mc in his hurry and tries to make it up to them with visiting the shop from time to time and buying pastries from the shop for himself and his coworkers sometimes.

• Definitely notices if Mc is the one who made the pastries or someone else, and will compliment it every single time, definitely teases Mc about how red they get.

• Will be slightly surprised when he enters the shop and didn't find Mc at the cashier, will call Mc on his way home after buying some stuff and check up on them, will insist on visiting them the day after and that he'll buy them anything they need.

• Sonny at first didn't really take Mc anywhere as he wasn't that close to them, but with time he started to wait for them and walk home with them, sending them pictures in work with his coworkers, or simply hanging out with them in the park.

• While he and Mc were walking home once, someone randomly ran into Mc making them fall on the ground, Sonny helped Mc and took care of the man who turned out to be a robber, after the incident he visited Mc to check if they were okay and confessed in his panic and worry for their well being, face turns extremely red after.

• Sonny likes to take Mc out to eat, or do domestic things together, go shopping, buy groceries, or go to the fair and play around.

☀︎︎

Sonny yawned gently stretching his arms while getting up from bed, running his fingers through his messy hair with a huff.

The smell of cooking made Sonny hum gently as he walked towards the kitchen lazily, his lips lifting slightly at the form of Mc pulling out batch of fresh cupcakes out of the oven, a smaller pan sizzling with the cooking of an omelette on it.

Sonny hugged Mc from the back making them jump slightly, as he nuzzles into the shoulder mumbling a soft 'good morning', Mc melting against his embrace with a soft chuckle ruffling his hair.

"Morning sonny boy, how are you feeling" Mc kissed the man's forehead gently placing the omelette into a plate while waiting for the cupcakes to cool down.

"Good, hungry too" Sonny sighed gently and nuzzling more against Mc who ushered him gently towards the dining table to sit down, placing breakfast Infront of him with a gentle hum.

Sonny started eating as soon as Mc sat down on their chair next to him, taking a sip of the coffee Mc made for him.

"Where shall we go today? We both have the day off, we should use that chance and go out somewhere" Mc asked eating a strawberry from the plate full of fruits, Sonny hummed in thought eating a bite of his sandwich, he was feeling rather lazy today, and going to bed again after breakfast sounded like a very good plan.

"We should stay home, and nap I'm still really sleepy" Sonny hummed, stretching his hands over his head with another yawn, Mc ruffling his hair gently with a soft chuckle.

"Sleep does sound like a good plan" Mc aggred starting to gather the empty plates sonny taking them from Mc's hand and placing them in the sink, and starting to wash them, Mc drying the plates.

Sonny was in bed again after half an hour nuzzling against the pillows, Mc next to them as they watched animal videos chuckling every once in a while.

And to the soft sound of Mc's chuckles, Sonny falls into peaceful deep slumber, happy and content.

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Alban Knox

• Alban met Mc on their first day of work, they were a new employee on their first day of work, the male deciding to help them around as there weren't alot of people working on the shop.

• He thought Mc was extremely nice, and loved how shy they were around everyone, he also admired how diligent they were while working and how much of a fast learner they were.

• Makes Mc cookies all the time, and treats them to his special pastries when they come over and play rhythm games together, loves eating Mc's cooking especially it makes him feel extremely happy and warm.

• Noticed how was Mc was starting to show sickness from the day before, and excused them from work, will visit them after work and will makes soup for them and spend some time with them watching a movie hoping to make them feel better.

• Mostly hangs out with Mc at his house or shopping together, doesn't like eating out much since Mc makes lunch for them anyways, they also hang out in the staff room during break and eat snacks.

• Once they were watching a movie at Alban's house, the movie was extremely sad with the two main love interests dying, after the movie Alban turned to Mc with teary eyes and confessed and hugged Mc after they said yes.

• Likes to take mc out to extremely random places he saw online, doesn't have any sort of routine at all, just as long as Mc's with him he's fine with it.

☀︎︎

Alban held Mc's hand gently leading them through a grassy field, the fabric covering their eyes doing nothing to less their worries.

It started when suddenly Alban popped up at the shop after their working hours, insisting that he made them a great surprise and that they need to come with him, after walking for some time he covered their eyes with a bandana he had in his pocket.

They have been walking for about 5 minutes, and Mc was begining to whine, wanting to know why their eyes were covered for so long, Alban chuckled and assured mc with a pat that they'd arrive in about two more minutes.

When they finally arrive at Alban takes the blindfold off Mc's face, they gasp suddenly at the sight infornt of them, eyes taking in the white blanket thrown over a few tree branches, two small beanbags pushed next to each other with pillows on them, a projector infornt of the beanbags, a small blanket with a bowl full of popcorn and a few other plates of food on it.

Alban throws his arm over Mc's shoulder with a happy grin, feeling extremely proud of himself, Mc pinching his cheeks with a pout.

"It's beautiful Alban, thank you but you didn't have to blindfold me for so long" Mc huffed moving to take a seat on the comfy beanbag, Alban trailing after them with a pout and big eyes rubbing his sore cheek.

"It wouldn't have been a surprise if I didn't" the male whined throwing himself against Mc's side who sighed and kissed his head ruffling his hair gently.

"Thank you for the surprise baby, what movie are we watching though?" Mc asked placing their head on top of Alban's who turned on the projector and showed them the movies on his laptop a grin growing on his face when he showed Mc their favorite movie.

"Your favourite!" Alban says excitedly turning on the movie with an excited hum placing his laptop next to him, and nuzzling into Mc's shoulder while watching the movie.

The two sat under the stars watching the movie together, feeling happier than ever, since they were together.

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Thank you for reading all support is highly appreciated ♡︎.

[kanekoii]

hi! :3 FIRST OF ALLLL I just recently found u andWHAT THE HECKYYYY I love love love your fics, THEY ARE AWESOMEEEEE!!!!! Thank u soo much for being one of the BEST writers on Tumblr!!!!! I'm not sure if you currently do requests (if not just ignore this':D)

But could you do an Ike Eveland x gn!reader with a lot of cuddling and hugs

I hope you're currently doing well with all the mini stuff going on!!!!!! Please take care!!!

mika’s notes -> ough i’m still so not used to the amount of support i’ve gotten for my writing :cryign: but feel free to join the silly discord if you wanna be part of the Kanemmunity (i just came up with that rn)

pairing -> ike eveland x gn! reader

genre -> so much sweet fluff it’ll rot your teeth

song -> pink cheeks - eldon (is it obvious yet that i love this song?)

warnings -> sink the yacht, lowercase intended

when the last thing he wants to do is leave your side, dates with ike consist mostly of him just always wrapped around you in one way or another. one arm around your shoulder or waist, maybe holding hands, or it could be his arms around your shoulders resting his head on top of yours and awkwardly toddling around behind you.

ike doesn’t seem like the kind of guy who would really enjoy physical affection much, but behind closed doors, that couldn’t be farther from the truth. it’s just how he shows his undying love for you!

before he had expressed his feelings for you, every conversation felt like another step in an endless staircase. at the top of that proverbial staircase was your love and affection, and it really did seem endless until he blurted it out one day without thinking about the possible consequences that might arise from his careless expression of love. making the plan for a date was scary at first, but he came to enjoy just even talking about all the places he’d take you, even if those daydreams never came to fruition.

he’d want to understand the inner workings of your mind, just wanting to know how you think and how different things will make you feel.

and that brings us to now, when you and him were on a simple coffee shop date. the atmosphere was bright, yet tranquil with the warm sunlight shining through the windows. it managed to add to the warm coffee shop and contrasted the brisk and cold air outside perfectly. ike couldn’t help but admire the way you looked as you sipped- or chugged- your drink of choice. everything from your hair, your skin, your eyes, your lips, your clothing, your hands, any accessories you may be wearing. you really were his one and only, after all.

he couldn’t help but get up from his seat and move it next to yours, placing his head on your shoulder as his soft hair tickled your face, his slightly muscular arms wrapped around your body as he smiled gently. you really are his favorite thing in the world, aren’t you?

[skubean]

what about luxiem with a bold person?

hi hi, anon! thank you for the idea!! i actually like this idea since it's the opposite of what i wrote bfr for vox and luca. sorry it took a while to do this, i'm a little sick rn T.T anyways, hope you liked this one <3

Luxiem with a Bold! Gender Neutral Reader

characters: luca kaneshiro, shu yamino, mysta rias, ike eveland, vox akuma

notes: gender neutral reader, i wasn't sure if i wanted to make reader be in a romantic or platonic relationship but i guess you can interpret it as you like, i used different interpretations of bold here so some might be slightly suggestive, nothing else enjoy!!

luca kaneshiro

you know how luca's always saying how he's not bullyable and tends to (playfully) bully others instead?

yea so when you counterattacked his teasing, safe to say this guy was absolutely shocked.

like, he knew you were cute and all, but he didn't expect for you to be on the same level as he is when it comes to teasing.

it's like he'd be all brave and kusogaki, and then you counter him, and the next thing he knows is he's a mess, a blushing mess.

you're pretty observant, so you notice the way he reacts, which will only entice more reaction from him.

one time you playfully touched his thigh while he was gaming, and the poor dude started stuttering so bad.

an idiot, for sure.

he's fine with pda, but for some reason, you like teasing him while touching him, so he's wary of it (like he gets really red)

overall, this man is too pure for the world. you'd feel a little bad but how else will you be able to see such a reaction from a mafia boss?

shu yamino

believe me when i say this, but shu definitely is chill as hell when you act all bold around him.

you'd say the most shocking thing, and this guy will just snicker at you.

which is why you get braver around him, just to get that reaction out of him.

if you're lucky, he'd say stuff back to you.

kind of like the type where you flirt and say stupid shit, but he says it back seriously and it just goes haywire.

if you're someone who's bold with the way you talk, i believe shu is like your #1 supporter. he doesn't seem like a man who would say much, but this guy would have your back no matter what. it's you both against the world fr fr.

i believe in bold and flirty shu agenda (real!!)

though shu won't like it if you do bold stuff around other people/in public, because he doesn't want you to get hurt.

to top it off, i believe shu is pretty cool with have a bold person around. don't piss him off though, he's feisty.

mysta rias

mysta's pretty bold, isn't he. so i expect a you + mysta combo to be double the trouble.

the unstoppable duo that just does whatever they want, says whatever's on their mind.

you both just fit right with each other (match made in heaven)

but trust me, if you reciprocate back his words, this guy goes brain dead from it.

kinda like the type that can tease you, but can't handle being teased. sort of like luca in a way, except he's more brazen.

y'all did the pokemon pass or smash thing, and this guy is just dead ass surprised from your play at it bcs what the fuck.

mysta's a sweet boy though, he still gets really shy when you say stuff.

he's gotten used to your affection, so i don't think it bothers him anymore.

but hug him for too long and this guy goes craaazy (because he's shy lmao)

anyways, mysta + you duo is deadly, physically and mentally.

ike eveland

ike is a man who's good with words, you can't fight him, nuh uh.

my lord have you seen eki? exactly.

he'd act like he's tired of your bs or like doesn't really like what you're doing, but you know this guy loves it, he's just tryna mask it.

you being bold either puts a nasty grin on his face, or the loudest sigh ever heard from mankind.

told him your darkest deepest secrets and this guy stares back at you, mouth wide opened tryna process what he just heard.

you just giggle in response.

ike lowkey likes seeing you be bold and defend yourself when people do things against your beliefs. he thinks it's endearing.

though he doesn't ever tell you, he just lets you run free, only holding you back when he deems necessary.

10/10, tsundere. acts like he doesn't like it, likes it like hell.

vox akuma

vox himself is already one hell of a bold guy T.T

some days, it's like a competition to see who's bolder. (you lose)

y'all could be platonic or dating, and this guy still says the sluttiest shit ever, and gets you a blushing mess.

he likes that your energy matches his, so it makes him really happy.

i'd say it's pretty crazy to see two people with such brazen language (ykwim).

he's a sweetheart though, kinda like the type that let's their partner say mean stuff, while they support wholeheartedly.

the first time you did a bold move and pretty much sat on him, this guy had the most shit-eating grin you've ever seen.

he held onto you, which made you panic, and then laughs seeing you get all red.

trust me, it doesn't work. he's too powerful T.T you think you're bold until you face vox akuma.

a/n: hi, sorry this one's pretty short and somewhat really ooc. i wrote this based on what i picture each member would be like! also, i'm getting a lot sicker so i'll probably not be able to write a valentine's fic today, but i'll try tomorrow since it might be valentine's in other places of the world! happy valentine's by the way everyone <3 stay safe! - eden

send requests here and read the rules here!

[evelandscripts]

Book Binding

Book Binding 

Ike Eveland HC

word count: 413

a/n: okay so as a history major i love toying around with the luxiem boys’ backstories since they come from the past c: personally not toooo sure what time period ike originates from, but his whole vibe gives me 16th-century novelist so please enjoy this little brain rot i have over him as the self appointed #1 quilldren.

-Ike is very particular when it comes to what he writes on. Whether it’s for the rough outline for a novel he’s brainstorming, or for the actual penning of the story, he always opts for the finest of parchments and the most reliable of inks. This is where his interest and skill in book binding spawned from.

-The printing press had long been around since Ike entered the novelist scene, but something about the uniform output irked Ike. He was more fond of the intimacy of handwriting his own work, especially if it was only meant for his personal collection. Thus, he began to explore the world of manuscript crafting.

-It’s no surprise he was a natural to the practice, having already made himself well acquainted with the varying types of leather and sheepskin paper required in making physical recordings. He had high standards for each component, and made sure to make cordial ties with each the suppliers of his raw materials; promising to himself that’d he drop by thank you notes following the completion of his articles. 

-Ike took his time with each part of the process. He measured the leather precisely to cover its wooden frame, making calculated movements as he cut through the unforgiving medium. He designated much of his attention to the homogeneity of the pages, checking over several times that the parchment lined up as the book laid on each of its edges.

-When it came to actually binding the manuscript itself, his motions were lyrical, passing thick, intertwined cord through a hefty layer of pages with a sharp needle. If his fingers weren’t calloused already from holding a fountain pen for hours on end, the time he spent on creating his own unique writing vessels surely did the trick. 

-After ever each completed project, he’d bask in his success, admiring the finished, yet blank, manuscripts. It’d take several passes on stray parchment for him to even considering drawing ink on the books fresh pages, but once he did, it was hard to pull away the novelist from his craft.

[inmaki2]

Hear me out,,,

Reader saying smth to make the luxiem boys + shoto flustered?👁👁 tbh i just wanna see cute guys blush AHAHA

okay what to say to make them blushy blush!!! suggestive in lucaike woops

mysta rias - when you get a bit possessive??.?! nothing gets him more hard flustered than you showing others that he’s yours, whether it be through words or actions. someone flirts with him and you just show up going ‘he’s mine’? hell yeah he is!!

shu yamino - brag about him to others aghehjs if others do it he survives by laughing awkwardly but you?? he values your opinion so so much it can literally be anything, talk about how smart and easygoing he is, how well he takes care of you and boom. sorcerer is hiding his face in his hands with red ears (while denying everything) mwahaha

vox akuma - compliment him plsplspls he completely malfunctions.. normal confident vox GONE especially when it’s out of nowhere like. perhaps he says good morning with that deep rasp and you just- “babe? your morning voice is hot.” you will have his eyes widening and looking away in no time pinky promise

shoto - this baby really only needs a slight touch to get flustered.. even holding your hand makes him nervous, so whenever you initiate physical contact get ready for some stuttering and shy giggles along with it :’) after a while he gets used to it — especially warming up to cuddling at night — but touch a sensitive area like his neck or waist and you’re back to stage one. even if it’s a supposed innocent touch, right when your fingers graze that slim waist of his, don’t be too surprised if he lets out a whimper..

luca kaneshiro / ike eveland - decided to combine them since this applies to both,, they’re both quite hard to crack, a lot of the time when you try to get them flustered they finds a way to uno reverse it on you, but there’s something about dirty talking that gets both of them speechless every time. their cute, sweet s/o suddenly trying to seduce them?? just murmur in ike’s ear how badly you want him to take you somewhere private, how fuckable luca looks while running a hand down his buff chest and they’re goners

[lucstarz]

— ☆ ̇ ̟ 𝕵𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝕭𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 : 𝘿𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙗𝙡𝙚

𝓢𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛..

June is the month of wedding season and you are about to get married to your one true love.

᭥ ★ Never once had marriage crossed your mind. You were simply always too busy that you never saw yourself settling down. But when he came into your life you knew you could see yourself with him until your very last breath.

“How do you feel right now? Happy? Excited? Scared?” Your mother questioned as you admired your wedding gown. The gorgeous fabric hugged your body in all the right places and the veil that laid prettily on top of your head brought the entire look together.

“I’m not sure what I feel mother, but I know I’m ready. I want to be with him for the rest of my life.”

Your mother could only smile at your response as tears pricked her eyes. Her feelings were understandable to you. You were her only child. As her only child, you were her first and last to get married and she was not ready to let you go. Not just yet.

“Mama..” You cooed at your weeping mother, embracing her into a small hug. “Don’t cry mama.” You giggled slightly as your mother sobbed into your arms. She just wasn’t ready for this day to come.

“When i first held you in my arms, I knew i’d give you the world. Just this once this mama of yours wants to be selfish.”

You could only laugh at your mothers words. She raised you well and overtime you grew to understand her feelings, but this is what you truly wanted. You wanted to spend the rest of your life with your lover.

“I love you so much Mama..”

Your mother gave you another squeeze before backing away from you, admiring her child that was now all grown up and in all white. “I know. And I love you too.”

Quick knocking brought both of your attention towards the door. Giving your mother a quick glance you both nodded before the door opened revealing your father who held his arm out.

“Are you ready my child?” Your father questioned.

With one more quick glance back at your mother you reached out towards your father before linking your arms with him, a determination displayed across your features.

“Yes, I’m ready.”

━ © LUCSTARZ ,, 2023

[rumunstelle]

Awkward Affections

Warning : None

Summary : An awkward experience you and Ike have experience back when you first started dating

Late at night, you and Ike were laying on your shared bed staring at the ceiling

You couldn't sleep, while your boyfriend, Ike is fast asleep next to you. You looked at Ike, thinking about how much you love him and that you both were in a relationship for almost 4 years now, and... You couldn't see yourself being with someone else other than him. And because of this, you thought about the first time you confessed to him. And you cringed at yourself, remembering that memory that you had with Ike

(Flashback to their Highschool Days) :

You entered the library, with only a few people in it. But, they weren't the people you were looking for. Looking around, you quickly noticed a certain brown haired boy with faded blue tips in his hair. It was none other than Ike Eveland your crush bestfriend!

"Ikeee" Ike stopped reading his book, looking behind him he saw you said waving and walking towards him "Hello, goodmorning (Y/n)" He said "Goodmorninggg" you said back, sitting down on the sit beside him

"Hmm..? What book are you reading?" You asked looking at the opened book infront of him, "Its called 'Our Interactions' (Not real book!), its about two highschoolers. And in my opinion the confession scene was really well-written. Yet, it was really tragic. The girl basically met the guy in the library and confessed her feelings about him, yet sadly the guy rejected her because his heart yearned for another, she understood and kissed him on the cheek and saying that she understands yet she... Really can't help but love him..."

"Ah- Im sorry... I must be ranting, aren't I?" Ike said, looking at you "I don't mind, I'm fine with you telling me about the books your interested in... Y'know, the way you explain stories your interested in... There's sparkle in your eyes..." You said chuckling a bit

After this, you both sat there in awkward silence just... Looking at eachother

"Ike, I wanna tell you tha-"

RING RING RING

The school bell rang loudly throughout the school, you sighed "(Y/n)? Were you gonna tell me something?" Ike asked, "Huh?? Oh- Maybe... Tomorrow, if that's ok?" You said, "Oh, ok... See you later, (Y/n)" Ike said "See you, Ikeyyy!"

...

You sitting on your couch, thinking of a proper way to confess to Ike tomorrow... 'I mean... He mentioned the story where the girl confessed to the guy by- AH! THATS IT!! YOU COULD CONFESS THE WAY THE GIRL CONFESSED IN THE STORY..! But wait- doesn't the girl get rejected, WAIT WHAT IF IKE REJECTS ME?! DOES IKE EVEN LIKE ME?? DOES HE...' Due to your overthinking, same you didn't know if you should confess or not

What if this ruined your friendship? What if he'd be disgusted with you? What if you guys grow apart of you confess?

...

It's the next day. You decided not to confess to him, the friendship you guys have is to important to you. You don't want to ruin your guy's friendship! And without you noticing... You distanced yourself from Ike

...

Its been almost a week, and you entered the library apparently Ike wanted to talk to you. Closing the door to the library, your eyes scanned the library to find Ike. Not being able to find him you started walking around the library to see if you could find the dear novelist

Suddenly, from behind, a pair of hands gently grabbed you, spinning you around before you could react. Before you knew it, your back was against the hard surface of the bookshelf. Ike's face was inches from yours, his eyes twinkling with mischief and excitement

"There you are" he whispered, his breath tickling your face, turning your surprise into laughter, "Ike! You scared me!" you said, your hands resting against his chest feeling the steady beat of his heart. "I couldn’t resist, I'm sorry" he replied with a grin, his hands steadying you

"So, what did you want to talk abou-" "Why have you been avoiding me?" Ike asked in a serious tone, "Heh??" You stood there confuse, maybe because he was SO DAMN CLOSE TO YOU, maybe because you didn't have a proper answer to that question...

"I..." You closed your mouth, silently looking down at the floor

"(Y/n), look at me"

You obeyed him immediately looking at him, and yet you knew you guys were close BUT NOW THIS CLOSE! LIKE YOUR FACES WERE INCHES AWAY FROM EACHOTHER! YOU COULD LITERALLY FEEL HIS HOT BREATH ON YOUR FACE..!

"Answer my question. Now"

"I... I've been avoiding you because I wanted to confess to you, but... I didn't want to ruin our friendship, and without realizing it. I've been avoiding you..." You said avoiding his gaze

But then Ike smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners “You have no idea how relieved I am to hear you say that” He admitted, his voice softening “I’ve liked you too, for quite some time. I just never thought you’d feel the same way" Relief washed over you like a wave, cooling the fiery anxiety that had been boiling inside you “Really?” You breathed out, a laugh bubbling from your lips "Really” Ike confirmed, reaching across to gently take her hand

The world outside continued its chaos, but inside the library, in that small, sacred corner, a new chapter had just begun for the both of you

You leaned closer, your heart skipping. Ike met you halfway, you both being a little uncertain. Your guy's kiss was awkward, a brief, gentle press of lips that spoke more of new beginnings than practiced passion. You pulled back, both sharing a sheepish smile. Your guy's first kiss was perfectly imperfect

(Flashbacks Ends) :

'OH MY GODDDDD!! WHY DIDN'T I JUST CONFESS BEFORE I HAD TO OVERTHINK ABOUT IT, ALSO WHY DID I KISSED HIM SO FAST-' As you were overthinking about what you did in the past, you suddenly felt arms around you. You look at Ike's sleepy face, his eyes slightly opened

"Äskling, why are you still awake at this hour?" He asked in a sleepy voice, looking at you with his tired eyes "Ah, Im sorry Ike. Did I wake you?" You asked hugging his back "Hmm... Just, go to sleep..." He said, closing his eyes as you chuckled and closed your eyes, feeling all the embarrassment fade away

And you both drifted of to sleep in eachother's embrace

[mysteriawrites]

Ice Skating with Them

Ft. Luxiem

An: I’ve never ice skated before so these will probably be very short.

Luca Kaneshiro:

As expected Luca will mainly try and goof around on the ice.

He’s a pretty athletic guy so I imagine he has a good sense of balance and control over his body. Therefore I don’t think skating will be that hard for him to learn if he doesn’t already know how.

If you know to skate then he’ll mainly just skate around you and try to do funny tricks to impress you.

If you don’t know how to skate he’ll teach you the best he can. He’ll be very gentle and patient, taking it slow so you don’t fear falling and having complete faith and confidence in you.

Once you get the hang of it he’ll be very proud of you and congratulate you but still will try and stay near you incase you fall.

Shu Yamino:

Despite not being one to touch grass much, Shu is one of those people that’s just good at everything so I think he’s also good at ice skating or at least decent at it.

If you don’t know how, he’ll skate in front of you holding both your hands and giving you words of affirmation and encouragement.

It’s kind of like when a parent or older sibling is teaching someone to ride a bike for the first time and yet he doesn’t make it feel condescending at all.

If you do know how to skate he’ll mainly watch you and ask you to show him some moves.

He’s mainly just here to chill cause you wanted to go and he’s down for doing anything you want to do.

Ike Eveland:

It’s actually canon that Ike knows how to skate. Not only is he Swedish, but he was also a pretty athletic person before arriving in this time period despite his nerdy aura.

He’ll be very excited to skate with you. For him it’s like sharing a part of his childhood and activities from his homeland with you.

If you don’t know how to skate he’ll be more than happy to teach you. Like Shu and Luca he’ll ne calm and patience and share words of encouragement, but I also feel like he’d be a bit more demonstrative and precise.

Demonstrating exactly how you have to move your body and positioning your in the best stance to not fall. Very hands on if you know what I mean ;).

If you know how to skate then he’ll be thrilled and it’ll turn into a romantic montage of you two skating and having fun on the ice before heading home and having hot coco in front of the fire.

Mysta Rias:

Does not know how to skate at all. He’s even slightly afraid to. He flails around like a clumsy foal.

If you don’t know how to skate then unless you two plan on clingy to each other for dear life the whole time or got dragged into going by a friend, then you probably wouldn’t go.

If you do know how to skate and managed to somehow convince him to come with you, then expect to have a screaming fox clingy to you the whole time.

You can try to teach him how to skate, but I don’t imagine it’d go very well…

Yeah you guys are probably better off just building a snow man or something.

Vox Akuma:

I feel like Vox would act like he knows how to skate to impress you, but when it actually comes down to having to skate he looks like a baby giraffe learning to stand for the first time.

He’ll have the idea in his mind of you guys romantically holding hands and skating gracefully across the ice, but instead he’s clinging to the wall for dear life.

If you don’t know how to skate, then that makes him feel a bit better and less embarrassed. Either he’ll suggest you two learn together and you’ll have a lot of fun laughing and falling over, or he’ll suggest y’all just go home and do something else.

If you do know how to skate however, he may be a bit pouty and embarrassed. He will let you teach him though so he can impress you and sweep you off your feet in the future.

Goofy demon man is trying his best.

[hirsheyskisses]

Wish.

Ike Eveland x GN!Reader

Genre: angst, comfort

A/N: Lets.. try this again!

Everything was wrong.

Nothing felt right. You didn't trust yourself: you didn't trust anyone around you. Your mental world was crumbling, and you found yourself.. pushing away from those you knew. Friends, family, acquaintances. Endless messages left on read and delivered. Your life was a mess.

Barely leaving your apartment, it was a miracle how you were still functioning. But even that was little - work, uni work, and your own mind sucking you dry.

You had nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide: where can someone hide, from their own mind?

Even your closest friend. You ran from him, too. He called, texted, and even showed up at your apartment: Ike Eveland was one stubborn man.

But you were scared. Scared to let him see you like this.

You didn't look good, you didn't feel good. You'd surely be a downer to his mood. The last time he'd reached out was a week ago.

Thats good, you thought. He's moved on.

Knock, knock.

Who could be here at this hour? It's almost 8..

To the peep hole you went. Exhaustion tore at you. I must look like a disaster. As your gaze adjusted, you realized how wrong you were: you could recognize that blue hair anywhere.

"..."

"(Name). Open the door, please."

He met your eyes through the peep hole with a small smile on his face. For a long time, you stood there. Ike didn't move. You didn't move. Something wet was pricking at your eyes. ...

"..please?"

He added after a few minutes. Your body seemed to act on its own, a slow click resounding. As soon as the door was unlocked, Ike opened it, letting himself in.

A rush of cool air engulfed you as he snapped the door shut: staring at you.

But this time, Ike wasn't going to let silence be his demise: he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close. It took a moment to process, and that moment Ike was eyeing your apartment. Or what he could see, standing in the doorway.

It was a mess. The air was a sickly stale scent, dishes weren't done, trash barely touched, nothing seemed to be in its place. Even the books you prized yourself on care for were out of place.

...(name), you went through all of this alone..

He could feel it. The tears spilling from your eyes, and then the hiccuping sobs, and then the jumble of words that he could only make out apologies from. You clung to his shirt, head shoved in his shoulder, his heart aching:

I.. should've been here sooner. I can't see you like this, (name.)

Slowly, Ike began to shuffle you both to the living area. He was letting you get it out of your system, letting you cry your heart out, and he'd hold you.

For however long it takes.

Sitting you down, he realized how effortlessly you followed his movements. You cried your heart out, and Ike rubbed slow circles on your back.

Oh, how he hated this.

"Breathe, (name). Breathe. I'm here. You're not alone."

He didn't know how long the two of you were sat there: he didn't know how long it took you to calm down. Ike did know that every sob, every word, every broken breath of yours, was cracking his heart in half. You sounded so tired, so broken, and he hadn't gotten to you in time. He'd given you space in order for you to relax, and hoped you'd reach out to him: but you'd done the opposite.

You'd shut down.

"..I was.. never.. *hiccup*. good enough. I don't know.. what to do."

You finally managed, pulling away from Ike. "...I don't know what to do." You whimpered, desperately wiping your tears.

All while Ike watched. He slowly ran his hands up your arms, gripped your shoulders. And stared deep into your eyes.

"I wish you could see you the way I do, darling."

"Strong, beautiful, handsome, the friendliest, most enjoyable person around. Reliable.

"You've every right to feel as you do," Ike continued, watching your face carefully. Currently. You sat there with slightly widened eyes, puffy and tear stained face. One hand of his absent mindedly started to wipe away the tears on your face,

"The world may seem like it's against you, but I will stand with you, against the world.

"You understand, (name)? You will never, ever be alone. We all care about you. I care about you."

The tears had started again. But this time, the faintest of smiles rested on your face, and a weight had been removed: Ike felt his own smile forming. "Thanks.. thank you, Ike."

You whispered, Leaning back into his arms, Ike welcomed you without an ounce of hesitation.

"So.. I'll help you clean the apartment tomorrow. But.. in the mean time.."

You'd only just now noticed it: a bag at the foot of the couch.

"Brought your favorite movies, snacks, and drinks. You in?"

"....I'll go grab the blankets."

It'd take a long time. A long time for you to feel truly better about the world. But Ike sure did make your future feel bright.

[sukiitoru]

Hello hello~ here for another niji ask, thank you so so much for doing my Sonny request <3

Anyway back on topic. May i request luxiem with an extremely flirty s/o? Or maybe just one if you dont wanna do all of them. Once again take your time and make sure to take care of urself

Hello anon! Glad you enjoyed the sonny request ♡︎.

Thank you for the wonderful request, I will do this with all luxiem members since this is an adorable request, and thank you for the kind words I sure will you take care as well ♡︎.

WARNING: Please remember that I am writing about Luxiem based on their characters online and not of the people behind their vtuber avatars, thank you!

Mc is non-binary pronounce is they/them

Fandom: nijisanji en.

Pairing: luxiem x mc.

Category: cute fluff, flirty mc.

Flirty affection.

Luca Kaneshiro

Luca is the type to be completely oblivious to any flirting directed towards him so he most of the time won't notice.

If he does notice he will respond with a 'pog' and he won't show any sort of reaction.

Unless you sit him down face to face and hit him up with the flirting he will be stunned for a second processing what you just said his face will turn bright red.

He'll be pretty flustered especially since it's his s/o his only respond is a soft 'pog' as he buries his head into Mc's neck.

After a while of being with mc he'll get used to the flirty comments and affection mc gives him but it never fails to bring a shy smile to his face and to make his cheeks a soft red as he chuckles in embarrassment.

He gets so used to it, he might flirt with mc back without realizing hitting them with a 'you too!', which works in most situations.

Mc would to need to find new tricks to make him flustered, like teasing him on stream, pinching his cheeks surprisingly gets him a little shy.

Luca is the type to pout and wait for you to flirt with him when you stop suddenly, or when you'd argue about something, he would just sit there and wait for you to fawn over him with a pout on his lips.

When he does get attention, his face lights up and he wraps his arms around Mc's waist, enjoying their attention with a big grin on his face.

Might test out some pick-up lines he found online and would say them to mc and wait for their response, mc responds most of the time with a laugh or a chuckle than mc tells him a better pick-up line and will kiss his entire face, his cheeks would turn red a huge smile on his face as he chuckles at the small kisses allover his face.

Just compliment and love this man, he loves everything you do anyways.

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Shu Yamino

Shu is rather shy when it comes to flirting not knowing how to react, his face turning red slowly as he looks down and covers his face with his hands.

Would appreciate a warning but it doesn't change anything really so he stops expecting one in the first place.

He's just so shy about it at the begining of the relationship, than slowly gets used to it and warms up to the idea.

Might drop a few pick-up lines here and there but would get super embarrassed after, would definitely ask for cringe pick-up lines from mc to use randomly on twitter or just say them in his streams.

When shu comes up to mc saying he's the 'master rizzler', mc is very confused but supports shu anyways.

They'll help him with pick-up lines, how to deliver them, silly things like that until shu comes up to them one day and just says "I've reached my goal as the master rizzler thank you for your sacrifice".

Mc is still confused but smiles and gives shu a kiss on the cheek anyways than goes back to what they were doing.

Even after a while in the relationship shu is still pretty shy about it, he'll just laugh with the most red cheeks you've ever seen.

They grow even darker in color as mc just coos at him and brings him into their arms for a gentle hug.

He'll just mumble against their shoulder incoherently, mc doesn't have the heart to tell him they don't understand what he's saying, so they'll kiss his head gently over and over again until he calms down.

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Ike Eveland

Ike is the best flirt avoider in this entire world, so when he gets another vox flirting with him left and right he just avoids it like normal.

Except his feelings for mc start to grow so their comments start to affect him just slightly, he still moves on from them not even acknowledging them but you'll see how his cheeks turn slightly pink showing he actually got affected by the comment.

When he and mc get together his reactions grow slightly, except of ignoring their flirting he'll smile gently at mc his cheeks slightly red as he looks at them, then back at whatever he was doing.

At one point something mc said made him so shy he just buried his head into Mc's shoulder with a whine.

Mc don't embarrass him please, he's just so shy about it.

As time goes on he gets used to them and his reactions goes back to normal completely ignoring the flirting except this time he'll have a small smile on his face.

Finds it very endearing and might get the confidence to flirt back with mc if he's drunk.

When he's drunk he finds the comments super cute and would go out of his way to say so to mc everytime.

He will then process to compliment mc and flirt with them for about half an hour.

Teach him pick-up lines and he will be even better than you at flirting it's the best thing ever.

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Mysta Rias

Mysta will play it off awkwardly at first face glowing bright red as he laughs awkwardly "you don't mean that" he would say with an awkward laugh.

His face will turn a deeper shade of red when you tell him you mean it with a straight face.

Will mumble a soft thank you rubbing the back of his head and just sitting there than will mumble a weak "you're awesome too".

As he slowly gets to know mc and gets together with them he'll start to get more comfortable with the flirting and will smile shyly at it now, might even pitch in with a few pick-up lines himself.

After he and mc get together he'll grow more comfortable with it, and will start to flirt with mc on a daily basis learning their tricks and using it against them.

Mysta pulls an uno reverse and starts making mc embarrassed by his flirting, then they both will just giggle like highschool girls and just bask in each other's company.

Mc will definitely try to flirt more with mysta and to make him embarrassed knowing that physical touch is more likely to make him shy.

Just hug him out of no where or kiss his cheeks and face, he'll be putty in your hands.

As time goes on flirting will be the norm in their relationship, they could be just chilling on the couch cuddling and they'll start flirting with each other like they just met in the club.

Mysta finds it very endearing as their bond grows stronger as flirting starts to turn into their very own love language.

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Vox Akuma

When vox first meets mc the first thing they both do is flirt with each other.

It's basically like a second language to them at this point from the amount of time they spend speaking it to each other.

Even before they get together they would flirt with each other all the time, which might annoy some people since it looks kinda cringe when you look at it from afar.

When vox and mc get together their flirting grows stronger, and they don't even take it seriously most of the time giggling after flirting with each other.

Both mc and vox find it a cute personality trait in each other and will tell each other how much they love it.

As they both get closer the flirting wouldn't stop, just growing more chill and turning into more compliments then flirting really.

They just love everything about each other and a day doesn't pass unless both of them tell each other how much they love and care about each other.

Mc and vox are a very affectionate and lovey dovey couple and they never deny it and just tell people about it all the time.

If they argue about something they will both sit on different sides of the room glancing at each other every once in a while with a pout on their face.

It will end up with both of them apologizing, and then cuddling and complementing each other to absolutely no end for the next day or two.

They love each other very much and they'll never grow tired of it or try to hide it.

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