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crypticjackal13 · 2 years

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Can I request Mk x Female s/o who can best be descibed as 'soft bunny' the small, quiet, sweet and soft type. And by complete accident when visiting his gf he meets her father for the first time and, unlike his daughter, he is Terrifying, stoic and stone faced, build like sandy, and looks like he eats grizzly bears and metal bars for breakfast. Bonus for extra funnies, he doesn't even dislike Mk, he's a protective sure, but he's mostly curious but his aura makes his questions sound threatening.

Bam boom bop!

"Power Move" (798 w.c)

MK x Fem!Reader

Funny Romantic Oneshot

Pronouns: she her

CW: None, comment if there is

“MK! Good, you made it!” Y/n waved from her home’s front porch as she saw MK’s delivery vehicle pull into her driveway. He waved too, jingling the keys in his hands as he walked up to his girlfriend and gave her a kiss.

“Just so you know, I can’t leave just yet so we can get to the park. My dad’s working on fixing my sink,” she led MK inside, pointing over at the kitchen. “We can head out after he’s done.”

“Your dad? Have I met him?” MK peeked in, really only seeing a pair of legs sticking out from under the sink.

“No, I don’t think you have! Here,” she went into the room and poked one of the ankles with her foot. There was a surprised grumble, before a man who was built like a truck appeared. MK could feel his soul leaving his body. How could someone so sweet come from…this utterly terrifying man??

“Dad! This is my boyfriend, MK! You know, the Monkey Kid!” She introduced MK, tugging on his arm to bring him closer. “MK, this is my dad!”

“Very nice to meet you, Mr. l/n!” MK stammered. The towering figure reached out a hand. When MK took it, he thanked Buddha he had mystic monkey strength to handle the pure strength of his grip.

“You too, kid,” Mr. l/n seemed to glare down at him, but then when he looked at his daughter, he seemed ever so slightly softer. “Why is he here?”

“We’re going to go meet up with Mei and Redson at the park in a little while! Kinda like a double date!” She smiled. He grunted in response before turning back to the sink and turning the faucet to see if it worked. Unfortunately, the pipe underneath started dripping water.

“Mind if I have a look at it, sir?” MK cautiously stepped forward. Gods, it was like when he first met Sandy. Except there was no way this guy had ever met a therapy cat.

“You can try.” He scoffed. MK rolled up the sleeves of his jacket and went under the sink. He found a wrench and tried to adjust things, however it kind of exploded when he thought he’d fixed it.

“Dad, you need to turn off the sink first.” Y/n commented. The water stopped. MK sighed, but then a lightbulb turned on in his brain.

“I can shrink myself down to see what’s wrong in the pipes!” He suggested.

“That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.” Mr. l/n said. However, y/n gave a thumbs up.

“Hey, there ya go! I’ll shine a light down there, and give you some string to hold onto!” She left the room for a moment, leaving MK alone with her dad.

“How long have you been seeing my daughter?” The sound of his voice was much more intimidating now that it was just them.

“Uh, a little while now actually!” MK responded.

“If you hurt her, I’ll squash you like a bug. Capiche?”

“Yup. Hear ya loud and clear.” MK was shaking in his boots, but then y/n came back into the room, flashlight and string in hand.

“Alright, think tiny!” She said, and MK transformed into a much smaller version of himself. She caught him in her hand and set him on the counter, where she tied a bit of string around him.

“I’m ready, send me down!” He called. She dangled him over the drain and slowly lowered him.

It was dark, but not for long as she got the light on. He could see a large blockage of something just up ahead. He saw how some of the water that had been going earlier was pooling around it, so that it couldn’t go through. MK tugged on the string and was helped out of the drain, where he made himself big again after untying the string.

“There’s a chunk of something in there. If you get it out, it should be fine!”

“Hm.”

Mr. L/n got back under the sink, putting on some gloves and detaching the pipes from each other. The blockage was removed and then the thing was rebuilt. Running the water again, it went smoothly.

“Oh good! Thanks, guys.” Y/n thanked the boys. Her dad stood up again and actually smiled a little.

“Thanks, kid.” The man spoke firmly, but his tone was different in a positive way.

“With that all sorted out, let’s get going! We don’t wanna keep the others waiting too long!” Y/n said, giving her dad a quick hug and heading toward the door with MK in tow. He waved at her dad and then they piled into the deliver vehicle to got see the others.

Well that went well.

#lego monkie kid #lmk headcanon #lmk x reader #lmk #lego monkie kid headcanons #oneshot #romantic oneshot #fem reader #lmk mk #lmk qi xiaotian #monkie kid x reader #monkie kid mk #mk x reader #mk x fem reader

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sugarcryztal · 22 days

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Hiiiii :D

so i saw that u were doing match-ups and here i am! (my first time requesting anything but still-)

you can call me K, and can i please get a genshin romantic match up that's sfw? i go by she/her, and pretty sure im straight... i'm pretty introverted and dislike loud people and like horror as a whole, but i do like to be alone while im surrounded by either books or trees (maybe chocolate too-) im also kinda two-faced, like super polite and quiet to strangers but then i can go on an entire rant when im with close people. like i can just start talking about random stuff ranging from nature all the way to food or something. my love language is either physical touch or gift giving, and i adore suprise attacking someone with hugs or just tackling in general. for hobbies its probably drawing or singing? singing i would prefer to be private though. oh and i fall sick really easily too, like i fell sick thrice this year (and is still sick as of 22/8)

Thank youuu and u better go drink some water before you write ☆ now have a star cause ur a star ;D

(might come back for bsd...?)

do wtv u want anon! more requests are always welcomed when they open <3 and ty for the star!! I will always cherish it (><) YES I DRANK WATER!

Your genshin match is. . .

NEUVILLETTE !

⟡ HE IS A LADIES MAN AND I SAY THAT WITH MY CHEST!

⟡ Introvert x Introvert except you don’t know he’s an introvert because he has to talk to so much people a day..

⟡ You guys can say “I’m pretty sure I’m straight” together… /j

⟡ When he’s pining, he doesn’t know what to do to be honest.

⟡ You would THINK this calm and composed dragon make who has lived for over hundreds of years would know how to romance someone, but he doesn’t.

⟡ Or at least. He thinks he doesn’t? But don’t tell him he has oblivious charm.

⟡ When he’s around you his face is very stoic and he’s poised, but if he tucks his hair behind his ears, you can see the tips of them getting red from him just being near you! <3

⟡ He’s already quiet, so he doesn’t have to worry about himself, but he does protect you from people. He always makes sure they tone down their energy levels and that they’re at least not yelling into your ears.

⟡ The type of man to grab your hand and kiss the back of it softly 😍

⟡ You’ll notice that once you leave his office, it almost immediately starts raining. If you do know his secret at this time you always wonder what’s up with him.

⟡ Eventually, when you do ask why he’s been so sad lately, he caves. He confesses VERY formally that he is in fact, in love with you. And he gets upset when you leave because (he’s secretly clingy) he just misses you so much!

⟡ When you pause to process, he quickly internally panics and clears his throat. Continuing to say how he understands you may not feel the same way, but you quickly cut him off and tell him your own feelings.

⟡ After you guys made the switch to boyfriend and girlfriend, he was so happy!

⟡ Was very surprised when you started talking a lot more, but was overall happy because it meant you were opening up to him more and that was exactly what he wanted! For you to trust him like how he trusts you!

⟡ He’s usually very busy, so you may not be able to see him a lot, but when he is off and he spots you around he quietly approaches you from behind and gently wraps his arms around your waist.

⟡ He’s not very physically affectionate in public due to the fact he has a public image to maintain, but behind closed doors he is such a cuddle bug!

⟡ Loves to just bury his face against your shoulder or neck while spooning you, quietly breathing in your soothing scent as you rant about your day to him. He will softly hum in acknowledgment and caress you softly.

⟡ He is weirdly strong? So when you surprise attach him with hugs and cuddles, he barely moves! He just smiles and holds you in his arms while pressing a soft kiss to you cheek before asking about your day.

⟡ For dates, he will bring you to secluded spots of Fontaine. Places with beautiful flora and cute fauna. You guys usually have nice book dates and picnics in these locations. However he also encourages you to go to them whenever you please. How showed you them for a reason!

⟡ Sometimes when you guys are out and sitting together, he likes to hug you from the side and lean his head on top of yours to watch you as you sketch out a scenery.

⟡ Absolutely enchanted by your singing. One time he accidentally walked in lot your guys room to hear you singing to yourself because he had gotten home early from work, he was simply swooned even more!

⟡ He always hums the songs he catches you singing, he simply does it because they remind him of you and your melodic voice that wrapped his heart like a warm blanket.

⟡ Will adore every gift you give him or he will buy little trinkets that remind him of you to give to you later when he gets to your place!

⟡ If you ever got him an ugly Christmas sweater as a gag gift, he probably actually has it hanging in his closet somewhere. He’s patiently waiting for the perfect time to wear it.

⟡ Stops by at shops sometimes to see if you would like anything and will always return with a box of assorted chocolates for you to try. If you don’t like a certain chocolate? Lesson learned! He will remember that. If you like a certain flavor? He already has fifty boxes of them. /hj

⟡ When you guys watch movies together, he likes to hold you a lot. Whenever he gets nervous or scared, he’ll softly squeeze you in his arms like a little stress toy!

⟡ Please don’t tease him when he’s scared, he mostly just grows concerned for your safety and wants to make sure you’re safe!

⟡ Though he also really likes horror movies because he gets to hold you for an extended period of time before you guys have to get up and go to bed cuddling even more.

⟡ Will always take care of you when you’re sick! Sometimes he gets a little confused, but grows to understand the specific needs of your body based off your behaviors.

⟡ Will make you stay in bed with a cooling/warming blanket depending on your systems and prepare very nutritious meals he got from Wriothesley to make sure you come back just as strong as you were before!

That morning, you had just woken up sick. You refused to admit it though, walking about in the house to get ready for that day. About you never got far as Neuvillette followed closely behind.

He snuck in a thermometer, taking your temperature. It was a normal temperature for a cold. With that information, he gently pulled you back down onto the bed, whining at you softly to stay with him and that you were sick so you should just call in from work. You huffed softly as he got up and got ready, but only put on casual clothes. Turns out he was staying home with you until you felt better!

The rest of the day, he fed you soups and nutrient packed foods. Making sure to spoonfeed you all of it. If you didn’t eat the whole thing how would he have known if it worked to its full extent or not!

Later, the medicine. He sighed as she held the soup up to your mouth which you persistently would push away. “My dove, I know you don’t like the taste of it, but it will help you get better.” Reluctantly, you gave in. He would’ve found a way to get you to take it anyway, so might as well get it over with!

Of course, he would always shower you with love and kisses afterwords, he wanted you to know how proud he was of you for making it through the day.

The very next day, he also got sick…

08.29.24

#eloquentweb #genshin matchups #genshin x reader #neuvillette x reader

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smallraindrops-blog · 4 months

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Wake Me From This Dreaming is currently one of my top 3 fanfics to re-read. I love the story and conflict written in it, and you write the hades characters super well! I do have 2 questions.

Do you plan on updating your ao3 with the new chapters (along with the .5 chapters and oneshots related) for WMFTD sometime soon? Tumblr loves to be a pain in the ass when going through masterlists, sadly.

And um... do you, by chance, have any plan for more stories revolving around Hypnos and Y/N family? Or Y/N relationship with Melionë?

Again, thank you for writing such a masterpiece, and I hope the rest of your days are well!

(P.S. your Pyrrhus x reader is also delightful to re-read. We love toxic yaoi in this household.)

Oh anon, thank you so much! I love to hear that. It completely makes my whole year to know ppl are enjoying my works so much that they will reread it.

Also lol toxic is the polite way to describe that whole hot mess.

Regarding your questions:

Yes I do. I have just realized not too long ago how tumblr can be with master lists. I will setting time aside to post them on A03, expect to see some chapters and hopefully one-shots posted by tonight.

As for more stories with the family, I do actually! I enjoy writing them as parents along with my plans to explore my own lore behind Y/N’s family history. I just have a lot on my plate atm.

And for y/n and Melionë, I will likely wait until the full game is out before writing anything in-depth but I will post an noncanon short for you under the readmore.

If it helps, I kinda see them having the same vibe as Zagreus and Patroclus.

The shade never smiled.

Odysseus always seemed to have a smile for Melionë, even when she had misplaced his maps once.(Although he did looked ready to cry when she confessed to it. Not even getting shot by an arrow did that to him.)

Melionë inhaled, her small hand tightened determinedly around her gift, red flowers she picked for the sleeping one that never woke. No matter what they did.

The red flowers reminded her of his cloak, bright red and soft.

She marched right up to the where Hypnos and his stoic guardian always were. He was sitting down, his arm resting on a bent knee, his other hand close to his spear.

Melionë couldn’t help but admire the type of love it must took to wait endlessly by someone’s side. She hoped she would know such things one day.

The shade’s sharp eyes locked on her immediately as he stood up, his expression unreadable to her. In that moment, He seemed taller than anything else in the whole world. And she was so very small.

It took her a moment to find the words.

“Good day, Sir Y/N. I brought a gift for Hypnos.” Melionë told him, showing him the flowers, wishing that she didn’t sound so young and childish.

His eyes flickered to her hand then back to her face. “Thank you.” He said, his voice low as he moved aside. His head bow as a show of respect. “He would enjoy those. Red is his favorite color after all.”

It was the most he ever spoke in a single sentence. Melionë blinked at him in surprise.

She nodded slowly then after her decision made, she handed one to him. “For you, my good shade.”

His face broke in surprise, “For me?”

She nodded, all but shoving the single red flower at him. He eyed it like it was a weapon but took the flower, staring down at it.

“Thank you, Princess Melionë.” He said in quiet confusion. She gave what she hoped passed as a regal nod and curtsy before walking past.

When Melionë went up to Hypnos, she could had swore she saw a faint smile on his face.

#wake me from this dreaming #ask and replies #asks and replies

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wolfsetfree-if · 2 years

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I love this IF so much that I just HAVE to gush about my Mc if that's OK! It's just such a unique idea for a IF especially when I haven't really found any werewolf IFs, some but not many! So my MC is a Omega I headcanon to have golden blond fur(though with captivity and all it looks less gold and more dull sandy in color) and he's kinda stoic and quiet most of the time but not in a mean way? He likes to people watch and is shy but he's quite gentle and thoughtful. I imagine if the Djinn was to ever apologize to him he'd just be sort of confused? He'd be the type to just stare for a minute before saying "What does a apology matter? It wouldn't change the past, neither would me being angry. I have other things to focus on." In a very mellow way. Just very calm and serene, I'd also love to know what the pack's reactions would be if after MC is out of captivity for a long time his fur goes from dull sandy blond to bright dandelion gold after being in a healthy environment if that's also ok? I love this IF so much omg!

Omg your MC is a cutie! So precious <3 the pack reaction to them showing healthier and shinier fur:

Raine: she'd notice it and her gaze would soften a bit, "damn, pup. Look at that beautiful fur."

Divine: would be visibly impressed and would get near to inspect MC's brighter fur. "It's way healthier now."

Heva: they would be so so happy about it. Would have previously bought products to bathe and groom MC in wolf form (if they allowed it) to make their fur heal and they'd have a soft smile at the sight.

Bela: their heart would nearly burst at the realisation that MC is visibly getting better. They'd look at MC in a glad, very tender way and say "your fur looks very beautiful."

Kesha: "ohh," they would admire MC's fur, fighting the strong urge to bury their fingers in it. They would smile shily as they say "it looks soft. And healthy... not that it was ugly before but now... it's- very pretty."

Indigo: they wouldn't mention it, but would instead leave MC some supply to groom and offer to brush them/give them a bath or just leave them some healthy food for the fur to keep looking so shiny. They're secretly so proud MC is recovering

#ask #ro: bela #ro: kesha #ro: indigo #ch: raine #ch: divine #ch: heva

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bubbysawyer · 2 years

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May i get a matchup?? I am a quiet, goody two shoes, but I can be pretty stoic and apathic when you get to know me (to most peoples surprise). I am also extremely patient and it's difficult to make me angry or frighten me. I am a hardcore nerd about a lot of things and get very excited about learning new stuff. I write and play video games in my free time and learn of course. I am that person who wasn't getting any sleep, because they fell into some kinda wikipedia rabbit hole, looking up obscure stuff until 5 a.m.

i'm gonna match you with.. brahms heelshire!

your whole personality type is honestly right up his alley, and you would totally nail the.. nanny application.

your patience and fair temperament definitely would help with dealing with this guy. he would obviously do his weird ass watching thing with you, learn what you like, learn what you're like. might take a while (to him), you obviously noticed there is a man in the walls.

once you basically call him out, he guiltily comes out in his gross cardigan, fidgeting and barely able to look you in the eye. you would (hopefully lol) make him shower and wash his goddamned clothes, for once. he had been watching you for a bit as his nanny and obviously developed a soft spot for you.

he's still an obvious brat, though, your fair temperament coming back into play. he eats certain things, has a set schedule... yet, with you, after a bit, would MAYBE try some other things. maybe.

he is a stranger to video games, and would be in wonder with you introducing him to them. he would mostly watch you, even when you offered him to play he rarely does, he prefers to watch you. it's exciting! if it's a scary game, he hides behind you but laughs. it's a fun kind of scared.

he is no stranger to insomnia. but, he has a schedule. so, he would tug you to bed with him regardless, at least to just cuddle up to you and maybe doze off.. if not, at least he gets to cuddle up to you. and if you're on your phone with him in bed at night, he enjoys having you close and watching you look up things.

he asks about some stuff sometimes, and loves it when you look the subjects up. he's happy he can share that with you. ...eventually, you both nod of, usually in weird ass poses, even if it goes against his schedule, or if he wakes up before you. it drives him CRAZY, but having you close and watching you sleep so peacefully makes it worth it.

he is still a total brat sometimes, don't doubt that about him. he even tries to get on your nerves on purpose, but eventually, since you won't react the way he wants you to, he gives up.. and apologizes for it when you tell him to; fixing anything he decided to mess up in his tantrum.

also, keep in mind: true to this guy's nature and.. kind of weird, possessive and protective nature; if you have anyone you don't want near you, if they decide to show up for some reason, they're... not going to last long in this house. hell, he hates it when the delivery guy shows up. they don't usually come into the house.. you kinda make sure they don't, since he gets annoyingly jealous, and way too protective.

after a long time, you might get him to leave the house, maybe. usually, in the garden, or to the shore if it is nice out. it'd take years to have him even think about going into town.

#brahms heelshire #brahms heelshire x reader #slasher x reader #slasher matchups #matchups open #this got long didnt it????

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sunmoonjune · 9 months

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Hiya Moonie! So I was wondering, do you have any advice for someone trying to start writing a Poly!OT8!Stray Kids x Reader? I had an idea for a Supernatural!AU where the boys are all different types of magical creatures (and the MC is also a magical creature) and I have the bare bones of the story planned, but since I'm kinda a baby Stay (my first official comeback with them was Case 143) I'm afraid that I won't portray the boys accurately or they'll be too OOC for anyone to enjoy my fic. I'll take any advice you've got, because I could probably use it lol. Thanks in advance!

-Magic Anon (can I be Magic Anon? Is that cool?)

hmmmm honestly I can never tell if my depictions of skz or other characters are accurate?? but I can tell you how I write them?

chan to me is a good mix of giggly/silly and serious,, he's very protective of the people he loves and pays very close attention to them -- he feels like the kind of person who can tell when the boys are upset before they are in a way you know? like he just cares SO much about them and he's always watching to make sure they're safe and cared for :'))) he also is protective too,, like he's always prepared to fight for the people he cares for <3 but he's also very silly and young too! like he still messes around with the boys and plays pranks and such xD

minho is very much a tsundere to me sometimes! like he acts a little colder at face value and his expressions can be a little more stoic but he also pays very close attention to skz and the people he loves <33 he likes to do little things for the boys and he's always prepared to do things for/with them to make sure they're happy and safe :')) he's a bit of a brat tamer to me and he seems to like it when people try to tease him cause he likes to punish them for it xD like the rest of skz he's super playful and likes to play the occasional prank to get a chuckle out of everyone

changbin is the problem child of skz even if he's the third oldest XD he's extremely silly and laughs easily! he's very proud of his muscles and likes to show them off and acts really young :}} he's very giggly and is very hard working! I think I write him a little bit more of a brat in a way?? like he likes to tease and be teased and he gets huffy and loud when he's the subject of the teasing xD he feels like the kind of guy who would be protective but in the kind of way where he trusts you to the ends of the earth he just worries about everyone else if that makes sense?

hyunjin is the world's biggest brat and he's VERY dramatic so I always write him as kind of a little shit sometimes xD he likes to tease and he likes to be put in his place it seems ;) he's very silly and I'll say it again -- VERY dramatic HAHA,, he's also very artistic and likes his alone time,, he talks about doing things alone a lot and enjoying that time by myself :}} I think one of his love languages is touch cause he adores loving up on jeongin especially xD

hannie is also kind of a brat too xD he's loud and playful and he can have a tendency to poke fun at some of the members in playful fights sometimes xD he also seems introverted to me and can prefer his alone time in private sometimes he can be brash and silly so he's kind of like an extroverted introvert if that makes sense? like extroverted with his friends but introverted when he's with others (same Han xD )

lixie!!! our sweet lix <333 so when you write Felix just think sunshine and then write exactly how that feels hehe :')) Felix is fr like the embodiment of sunshine <33 he's soft and mushy and caring and sweet like :"DD he adores his members and his family and his very physically affectionate (he LOVES to snuggle) he's very personable and ppl cannot resist him cause he's just so kind and gentle (tho those taekwondo medals mean something :O ) overall just an absolute sweetheart <33

seungmin is a little more quiet but he's also a brat xD he likes to poke fun and instigate playful arguments but he still loves his members :"D he's grown a little more extroverted over the years but I still see him as mostly an introvert! as skz says he's an awful lot like a puppy and I see him as kind of a golden retriever boy but just a little quieter sometimes maybe?? he's playful and sweet too <33

jeongin is the ultimate maknae and he knows he's the baby so he uses that to his advantage a LOT xD he's also kind of a brat but again, he uses those maknae privileges to get away with stuff a lot he's very playful and silly and can sometimes surprise you how quickly he changes from baby bread to daddy toast HAHA he's a little less physically affectionate I think than the others but thats not saying much because skz is constantly all over each other HAHA xD

I don't know if any of this will help but I guess this is part of how I imagine them?? not all of it may be accurate tbh but it's how I see them sometimes :"D

#moonie speaks #moonie's anons #stray kids #writing skz

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dreamlandsystem · 2 years

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Headmate Intros

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Adelaide (she/her)

- syskid, trauma holder

- shy, nervous, cries easily

- mothkin!

- loves bunnies, ribbons, cupcakes, and unicorns!

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Alucard/Kandi (goth/scene/emo neopronouns)

- system persecutor, trauma holder, systeen

- angsty bat therian vampire

- a catboy doggirl who collects neopronouns and xenogenders

- loves scenecore, horror, emo music (especially fall out boy and mcr)

- h4z this s0rt 0f typing quirk (a’s to 4’s, o’s to 0’s, and s to z if it makes a z sound). types this way by choice and can type regularly if goth has to

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Basil (any pronouns)

- bookish systween

- badger kin

- maybe an adventure time fuzztive?

- kinda shy and quiet in the system

- interested in gardening, Appalachia, and local wildflowers

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Cecil (he/him)

- system rationalizer (we used to call him “the therapist” before we knew we were a system) and autistic symptom holder

- loves to rant about psychology, disability, and current events

- cofronts at work and to drive

- sometimes gets embarrassed by his own vocal stims

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Ghost/Pepper (he/it/dog sort neos)

- system mediator/peacekeeper

- a dog therian (form shifts, currently wag’s a golden retriever/samoyed/Great Pyrenees mix)

- soft butch lesboy (also hoards xenogenders)

- nonverbal (writes to communicate)

- Has This Sort Of Typing Quirk (chooses to capitalize the first letter of every word)

- loves belly rubs, romping around like a fool, pizza, naps, furry stuff

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Gemma and Gerard/GG (they/them)

- system persecutor

- two headed monster (kinda like a hyena/dragon/spider hybrid with back spines, lots of legs, and a long, whiplike tail)

- kind of an ass, revel in being evil

- symptom holder for psychosis and unhealthy paraphilias (yikes!)

- likes gore, violent video games, mischief, and paranormal stuff

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Kiki (she/her)

- system gatekeeper, regulator, behind-the-scenes protector

- manages who enters and exits the headspace

- eldritch creature/angel kind, she’s very monsteresque

- may come off as cold or unkind, but she’s got the system’s best interests at heart

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Kip (sea/ocean/water themed neos or it/its aux)

- system protector, chronic pain holder, and cohost

- hawksbill sea turtle therian

- wants to write more

- gobbles up Jewish texts (kind of in love with Torah)

- loves weed, reading, plurality, veggies, and music

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Margo (she/her, fae/faer, they/them)

- system worker and car driver

- fae does their best to take care of the system, but she can get overwhelmed pretty easily

- femme pan lesbian, form shifting fairy, winged clouded leopard kin

- loves birdwatching, Asian food, cooking, rap/hip hop/psych music, and plushies

🐾🫧🐾🫧🐾🫧⚔️🫧🐾🫧🐾🫧🐾

MK (he/him, knight/knights)

- system protector

- nb butch lesbian, fictive of Meta Knight from Kirby

- stoic, doesn’t talk much

- wolf kin and hawk kin

- loves outer space, video games, weaponry and armor, sumo, and sweets

🐾🫧🐾🫧🐾🫧🤖🫧🐾🫧🐾🫧🐾

Nebula/Neb (it/its)

- system autopilot

- a robot, has difficulty with feelings, empathy, and making social connections

- takes over when we are extremely overwhelmed or dissociating

- easily gets pulled into Wikipedia rabbit holes

🐾🫧🐾🫧🐾🫧🚀🫧🐾🫧🐾🫧🐾

Obi-Wan (he/him)

- recently came out of a long dormancy (10+ yrs)

- has an alter of his own - an astromech droid named Arfour

- struggling to find his footing, a bit awkward

- likes to daydream, interested in poetry and swordplay

🐾🫧🐾🫧🐾🫧🦆🫧🐾🫧🐾🫧🐾

Olive/Ollie (it/its, pup/pups, he/him aux)

- syskid, energizer, and havoc wreaker

- bouncy, excitable, happy-go-lucky, and a bit impatient

- dog kid, very puppy

- loves animals (especially ducks, bugs, and frogs), MLP, coloring, singing, and playing pretend

- a big fan of Kirby (it picked out our system name!)

🐾🫧🐾🫧🐾🫧💫🫧🐾🫧🐾🫧🐾

Parker (he/him, they/them)

- system host (is almost always aware, albeit at varying levels of dissociation) and system persecutor (he’s trying to be better)

- very anxious, poor social skills, trying his best

- posic and delusional (has a lot of strange beliefs about the world)

- butch lesbian, staunch antifascist and anticapitalist

- Nintendo and horror special interests

🐾🫧🐾🫧🐾🫧💚🫧🐾🫧🐾🫧🐾

Ralsei (they/them, soft, fuzzy, and cute neos)

- system caretaker, does housework and chores

- fictive of Ralsei from Deltarune (is strongly connected to fluffs source)

- nonbinary goat therian

- very excited to start living a Jewish life

- loves baking, soft things, weed, crafts, and cute/easy video games like Minecraft, ACNH, and Stardew Valley

🐾🫧🐾🫧🐾🫧🐺🫧🐾🫧🐾🫧🐾

Toby/October/Tovya (he/him, moon/moons, howl/howls)

- just a good ol country boy (hick, bumpkin, redneck, you get the picture)

- transmasc werewolf (usually shifts on full moons)

- very interested in Judaism (is encouraging the sys to learn Hebrew) and wants to learn how to work on cars

- inner caretaker, helps out the syskids

- loves the mountains, local wildlife, cryptids, folklore and folk tales

🐾🫧🐾🫧🐾🫧🐶🫧🐾🫧🐾🫧🐾

Wuffy (canid neos only, no aux pronouns)

- syskid, trauma holder

- nonverbal, doesn’t write either so communication is a big struggle (pup only makes dog sounds)

- easily startled, generally nervous and emotional (whimpers and whines a lot)

- comforted by our stuffed friend Ducky, very attached to Toby

🐾🫧🐾🫧🐾🫧🪐🫧🐾🫧🐾🫧🐾

Halberd/Hal (they/them, it/its)

- not actually a headmate

- our singletsona, the body, a name and pronouns that the system goes by collectively

- we view Hal as a ship or vessel that we work together to pilot and maintain

- bodily white, fat and an adult with chronic hand, foot, and back pain

#sys.txt #long post #headmate intro #alter info

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cynettic · 3 years

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I just read Kitsune reader x yan Scaramouche's fic, may I have gotten hooked on it? and of course, it's just perfect and that's why I'm here to lose a part two with nsfw, thank you in advance and understand if you refuse:3

Link to Part 1

Summary - Taking you captive, Scaramouche continues to see you as a pillar of support. Coming back home to have you there, always. Even if it meant chaining you up.

Pairings - F!Kitsune!Reader x Yan!Scaramouche

Warnings - Smut, slight noncon ( I tried to make it as consensual as possible but its difficult with yandere themes ), fingering, electricity play

Rating - NSFW

Penpal - Ahhh I'm actually beginning to get attached to this series, might end up writing a couple more posts with different hc and stuff. I hope you liked the post though, have a great day <3

A/N - The literal definition of the ‘stoic cruel boy who’s mean to everyone but you.’ Oh well, Scaramouche is ooc af, but I did change a few things in his backstory so its supposed to make sense for this story ;) Also- since we dont know Scaramouche’s actual name, I have the reader still… yknow, call him Scaramouche. Which is kinda weird cause its his harbinger name but oh well. Also, credit to @cycletr4in for proofreading it ;3

Taglist - @cursedraiden

Stay with Me pt.2

Scaramouche was a gentle captor.

In contrast to piercing eyes and harsh stares when it came to others, he had a soft spot for you. Like the ice that encased him whole melted at your touch, craving for the warmth only you could give him. For your arms around him, to play pretend and imagine he were a child, free, fearless, unbound. A child in your arms, safe and protected.

But you were held hostage, which meant that the chains around your wrists and legs held you down and secured you. Like you were bound to one spot like you’d always been, except this time you didn't have a choice.

You weren't waiting for the Kitsune Saiguu.

Hell, you didn't even have your vision.

This brought on resentment for the dark haired boy. You hated him, you despised him for holding you down under his own judgment. But at the same time, all you saw in him was a child, a little kid who hadn't had the time to grow up. The one who refused to do so because it was his only way to survive in the type of world he lived in. Hide behind that same facade he developed as a kid, snide remarks and unrelenting cruelty.

Just to come back to your arms, sobbing because he was still that child. Sobbing because he was still hurt. Sobbing because you were still his beacon of light, of hope.

He depended on you.

And as much as you built up harsh words to use against him, they dissolved in your mouth when you saw him. His vulnerability that he saved for you and you only. A deep part of you cared for him, a little too much.

Gentle fingers brushed through the locks of Scaramouche’s hair, twirling it around and playing with the strands. It was smooth, a small detail no one would have the chance to notice from the distance he put around himself and others. A quiet hum left his lips as he leaned against your chest, eyes fluttering closed against the soothing feeling of you against him.

The lavish silk sheets were soft against your skin, pillow pushing your form to sit up. Just enough to have Scaramouche in your arms, knees on either side of his body as his head rested under your chin. His chest rose and descended, almost on beat with yours, if not just a tad slower.

You hoped he wouldn't hear the way your heart thrummed against your chest.

Warmth, his body flushed against yours, the luxury of a bed and the small candlelight on your bedside. Different from what you’d grown into just on the side of the trail, sitting for decades. Or with your time with the Kitsune Saiguu, it was never this warm, never this gentle.

But this warmth ended at your beating heart, furiously blazing. Sending an urge of adrenaline through your body, whispering ‘run’ through your veins. A primal urge that would've had your hands around Scaramouche’s neck, till he was wrangling and dead.

Till you could escape.

Hand slowly sliding down his jawline, you let your gentle fingers ghost along the soft skin of his neck. Claws outstretched and ready, sharp and pointed with a deadly intent to kill. You could end him so quickly, overturn his trust and make an escape. You deserved it, you deserved freedom. Not a delusional boy who thought himself protector against someone who’s lived decades more than him.

Jolting at the sensation of a soft grip on your wrist, you watched with idle fascination as he simply cupped your wrist in his hold. Not stopping you, not restraining you, he simply brought your hand to his face. To his lips where he pressed the softest of kisses into your palm. So heartfelt and genuine that all you could do was freeze, not even considering clawing his face.

“I love you.”

You both stayed in that position for a few moments more, silence cradling the tension that slowly dissipated from your body. Forlorn eyes watching as he shift the angle of your wrist to kiss your fingertips. He wasn't waiting for an answer, basking in these soft moments where he could hide in your hold. Like a child, forced to grow up too quickly, yearning back for his foolish naivety, yearning for the childhood he missed.

You were that childhood.

Which is why he clung to you so dearly, showed expressions he didnt know he could make, hold you captive under the impression that it was ‘right.’ What he was doing was okay.

Claws retracted, you pursued your lips, holding back the tears of frustration that burned at your eyes. You hated him, hated him for the chains on your wrists, for the disappearance of your vision that you’d given so much value to. Hated him for the warmth he still made you feel.

You hated him.

You felt like a housewife in some respects. Not with the cleaning and cooking part, and of course no children were part of the equation. But in terms of support, you stayed rooted to that room, loose chains too strong for you to break or tug holding you down. Window was too far, and you were stuck moving around the bed and the desk that sat just a little farther away.

Attempts at having your vision back or more freedom in movement had been discussed with Scaramouche, but as childlike and free as he acted with you, he was not an idiot.

“I don’t plan on underestimating you,” was his answer, head resting on the plush of your chest. “You’re strong, always were. But I have to take extremes to make sure you don’t get hurt, some people out there are stronger than you.”

You wanted to point out that there were a ton of people stronger than him as well, but you kept your mouth shut. “Can I at least see the house? I’ve been cooped up here for so long…”

And he cant say no to such an innocent request as that right?

So he unlocks the chains, the vision at his side reminding you that he was strong. You solely knew that he’d been tough as a kid, and under the intensive training he’d seemed to endure, he was much much stronger. You werent willing to give it a go and lose his trust just yet.

Not like he really trusted you anyways-

At the very least, you’d hoped to get some sort of blueprint of the house, and all you’d received was confusion and your mind making up that the house itself was a maze.

“Didnt we… just pass through here?”

Glancing at the obvious frustration on your face, Scaramouche chuckled, pulling your arm through the hallways you swear you’d seen three times prior. “Nope, most of the hallways look pretty similar. The house wasn't built for dumbasses.”

You flashed him a look and were about to make some snideish rebuttal before you saw the smirk. You knew what he was doing, trying to comfort you with casual arguments you both used to have. Consisting of you telling him to work on his people skills, and him calling you a lazy ass. Of course you missed it, but you also knew you couldn't go back to it.

And then there was the issue when you learned that he was a harbinger.

A scene you didnt want to replay in your head, when a maid burst into your room, Scaramouche acting a tad more intimate. He had an awful tendency to do that, hug your waist and press his face against the crook of your neck. Press gentle kisses down the length of your shoulder that had you shuddering. You weren't used to intimacy, and considering you’d watched him grow up, it was just weird.

Stuttering, the maid had demanded that he was requested by the Tsarista. You’d seen the fear in her eyes when Scaramouche slowly turned to her, seen the unshakable immobility of standing under his gaze.

“Do not enter.” He said, “It’s on the door.”

That was the first time you’d seen Scaramouche kill.

You hoped it’d be the last.

But you’d seen death before, so much death in the time of the Kitsune Saiguu. And for a few seconds, you found yourself fearless as you yanked against the chains, yelling at his figure at the doorway.

“Tsarista?” You snarled, standing just a few feet away from him. His hand on the girls neck, clenching around the pretty skin of hers. Disgusted, the chains that held you back from closing the gap and throwing the girl away from him were impossible to overcome. “Why the hell does she need you?!”

‘Let go,’ you wanted to say. ‘Let her go, she’s going to die.’

It worked, because the ironclad grip was gone, the maid tumbling to the ground lifelessly. You’d been too late, and now her blood was on his hands, your hands. This was your fault and you had half the self control not to thrash against the chains with sharp claws, hands on his neck.

The hard steel gaze vanished in an instant, and like he’d regained his senses, he took a few steps to you. Hands clenching to fists before loosening to fingertips brushing against his palms. Confusion, regret and guilt clouded his features like a child waiting to be reprimanded. You didn't back away, stood firm and fierce when standing and keeping a tough front.

You wanted to cry.

“Its… its a long story.” He finally stated to your question, and when you didnt budge, he took a deep breath. In control again, he closed the distance between the two of you, “I’m sorry.” And that same thrum of electricity jolted through your body, sending you into a spiral of the girls lifeless eyes and Scaramouche’s childlike eyes. Till everything went black.

You woke up with the body gone. Scaramouche was gone as well.

You learned that Scaramouche liked to have things his way. Which meant that he was always in control, always had control of every situation.

Even in those short stretches of vulnerability when he rested in your arms, he still held something over you. And you had to adapt, shift for his wishes, coddle him and stay as his beacon. Because he was stronger, and even if you’d find some way to escape, he would find you.

It was odd, and you slowly let go of the image of him as a child, you knew he was a lot older. He’d probably reached the age your body was stuck in, and with every sweet kiss he pressed to your lips, you knew he saw you as some sort of lover. But as someone who wasn't in control, you simply had to play along, just until you found some way to make your escape.

Without killing him.

_-_-_-_-_

“Strip.”

Laying on one side of the bed, your eyes jolted open at the commanding voice. Slowly, you sat up, eyeing the dim figure at the doorway. Without the help of a candle or the moonlight at the window, you could distinguish Scaramouche at the doorway, taking off the large headpiece as he flung it to the ground.

“Excuse me…?” Your voice was soft, rusty after an evening nap.

“I’ll make you feel good,” was his only answer. Slowly making his way to the bedside till he could properly face you. His eyes were soft, but there was an odd sort of determination that you hadnt seen before. You held back his stare, confusion lacing your features when he suddenly started pulling off loose decorations that hung on his clothes. Just till he unlaced the vest and slid off his shirt. “Don’t worry.” But you didnt know quite what he meant until he leaned further to you, catching you off guard.

So you yelped when his hands suddenly slammed down on your shoulders, shifting you to have access to the buttons of your top layer. He was quick when undoing them, simply swatting away at your hands when you protested and tried to pull him away. Throwing it to the edge of the room when he was done, you could only thrash in horror when he undid your trousers just as quickly, pulling them down before you could grab them back up.

“Scaramouche? Hey-”

And then he threw you down on the bed, exposing you in your undergarments in the cool air of the room. Shivers crept up your spine and bristled across your skin, and before you could curl up to at the very least hide away, you felt a tug at your chains. Fear finally settled in when you saw Scaramouche attach the chain to the bedpost, until your hand was lifted up and he began to do the same to the other.

“Wait wait wait, stop and explain what you’re-”

Only then did he pause from what he was doing, slowly looking down to properly face you. His eyes slid up and down your body, and he took a step towards you. “I’ll make you feel good,” were his only words, and you were forced to take them as all he was planning on giving you. Only when he sat on the bed next to you did you realize what he meant, hand settling on your shoulder, waiting.

“Alright,” you said slowly. Painfully, the words bit your tongue, but you were merciless against someone who had control against the situation. You could say no and you knew Scaramouche would stop, he was gentle to you and you only. And even if he’d been firm just before, you knew that he’d still stop if you asked him to.

A part of you felt thrilled to have that power over him.

Another part of you just wanted to escape.

But you didnt have any hope to do so unless you were willing too give him everything. Because he expected everything and would do anything in his power to obtain it. You’d let him fiddle around with this delusion, thinking that he had control. Until he didnt.

Which is why you didnt flinch when his hand gently slid up your stomach, cold against the warmth you’d had under the blankets. Rubbing gingerly against your skin and drawing smooth shapes over before he slowly slid over your body. His eyes seemed to glint under the darkness of the room, lust filled and wanting.

You didnt shift uncomfortably, you pretended to be that doll he expected you to be.

Just staring up at him as he slowly leaned down to kiss you. His lips felt like snowflakes on a winters day, idly swaying side to side to catch one in your mouth. Jolting like electricity when they melted into your touch, red and swollen when he pulled back. You now vividly felt every touch, as if a current flowed and static jittered in the places he briefly brushed his fingertips.

“You always take such good care of me,” he breathed, lips slowly drifting down your chin. Just past your jawline and right on your neck. The space between your head and shoulder, a soft vulnerable spot that had your lips humming at the affectionate pressure. “Its my turn to take care of you.”

And then his lips were everywhere, collarbone, shoulders, cleavage. Just until his teeth were tugging off your bra, face nuzzled in between both breasts. Both of his hands now resided on your hips, grabbing both thighs to hold them up and against him. You could feel him hard, pressing so close to your heated core.

You managed to keep your reactions in check.

Just until he slowly grinded against you, mouth on your breasts as he again pecked the soft mounds, molding his lips against them as if he could remember the texture, memorize the feel. It was just to that point that mindless sounds slipped past your lips, turning to gasps when his hands on your thighs suddenly buzzed, and static rushed in. Your legs felt weak, entire body thrumming in response to the electricity he sent jolting.

He was using his vision.

The realization was numb against his lips on your breasts, hands slowly stroking the skin of your sides, travelling up. He hovered over you for mere seconds before mashing his lips against you once more, different. He was no longer gentle, and it was with the contact on your tail that you lost all control. When he gently moved it out of the way, backing up.

You were a mess.

Not that you tried to be, you’d been doing your best not to enjoy his touch. But it was hard when your core heated up so fast, mashing both legs together in hopes he wouldn't notice. You knew he would, any action beyond that was just you trying to save your dignity.

He sat there like he was enjoying the sight, the first time you’d seen him actually portray any visual confirmation of satisfaction towards the chains. He’d drink dry any ounce of control you gave him, and it was impossible not to give him it all when you were visionless and vulnerable.

But the dignity you struggled so hard to keep shattered when his hands brushed against your inner thigh.

Fingers slowly made their way to the padded fabric of your undergarments, two digits rubbing the area slowly with expertise. You bit your lip, muffling any groan of anticipation, hiding the way your hips tried to rock back into the gesture. Desperate, oh so desperate. Hiding back the whimpers as he slowly quickened the pace of his fingers against your garments. “Archons Y/n,” he murmured. “I haven't even put anything in and you’re already a squirming mess.”

“Shut u-up,” was all you managed, trying to shift away from the pressure against your clit. But his other hand was on your hip, holding in place. You could only watch and press your thighs tightly together as he slowly slid down your panties, resuming hovering over you. Distracting you with kisses, his fingers gently stroked your core, two fingers slowly sliding into your cunt using your juices.

He was gentle when pumping both fingers in and out, too slow when you thrust your hips to meet his fingers, pleading for him to go faster. But he liked hearing your cries, slowing down when you begged, quickening when you whined and just lay there, taking it.

You shuddered the first time electricity jolted from his digits.

It was when he had three fingers that he sent the static up your body, back arching with such intensity that it even had him chuckling. “Oh? You like it that much?” And then it is like something buzzed against your body, fingers vibrating against your clit as your thighs tightened around his hand. So much that you thought you’d crush it, but it didn't matter, not with the electrifying feeling against your body. It felt so odd, so overwhelmingly good that it had your legs sliding up and down the bedside, toes curling as the static grew and you fell paralyzed to his touch.

It didn't take long with his fingers thrusting in and out of you to cum. Moaning mess when he gave you the time to breathe, teeth biting your bottom lip and then mashing against yours. Your eyes grew fuzzy and most happened in a haze, and all you knew the entire time was that you’d given yourself to him, and that it felt good. You couldn't see the childlike wonder in his eyes anymore, not the need of a beacon or of support. No, the look he shared was feral, the smile tinting his lips almost scary. But it felt too good to care, and you let yourself enjoy his ministrations.

He pulled out and suddenly his own shorts were undone, boxers thrown to the side of the room just like all your other clothing. You didn't see how big he was, just felt his hard shaft against your throbbing cunt, pussy dripping and legs open wide and tired after your first go at it.

You expected him to be gentle like he’d been with his fingers. But he pressed the tip against your core, and in one full motion he was in. Teeth grinding against each other, you held back a scream, shock coursing through your body, overwhelmed with pain and discomfort. It hurt. But it was quickly overshadowed by his movements as he slid in and out of you, slow when pulling his hips back, and rocking himself completely inside you each time. A pattern that let you catch your breath and lose it all the same. Like he was continuously having a go at hitting the deepest parts of you, pulling back before fully thrusting into you and sending waves of pleasure and pain alike.

It was expected, but you couldnt hear yourself.

Not with your mind trapped in a haze of how he felt, body still buzzing after how he’d pulsed his vision through you. And now you were at the mercy of his member, hips swaying along with his, no energy for you to rock with him and try to push him deeper.

Archons, you didn't even think he could go deeper.

But you were proven wrong again and again as he kept the steady pace, hands clawing at your ass and hips. Stabilizing himself and trying to press himself against you, as far as he could go. Slowly, his hands drifted up to your hair, playing with the soft sensation of your furry ears. Pinching and rubbing, fingers coaxing the back of them like a massage. So gentle, but it paled in comparison to the harsh treatment of his dick.

You came first, gripping the chain with your hands in an attempt to stay stable. Walls clenching around him one last time before you got your release, your moans turning into cries when he continued to thrust into you. Your body felt numb, all nerves centred on the way he pounded into you, chasing his own release.

When he did, he pressed his head into your chest, his own breaths heavy with pleasure. Not pulling out, you could only lay there helplessly as his seed filled you, warm in contrast to the electricity he’d shot up your body just earlier. He didnt pull out, and laying in your chest, your heavy breathing didnt stop until he was asleep, collapsing on you and using you as support yet again.

Taking only a minute later to regain control of your senses, you shifted uncontrollably at his member inside of you, sending waves of pleasure every time you moved. Your wrists were restrained and you were stuck in this position till morning.

Achingly, you looked down at the boy, wondering how you would ever manage to escape.

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a-pretty-nerd · 3 years

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V HITS DIFFERENT

FUCK ME

I WOULD LET THIS MAN DO UNSPEAKABLE THINGS TO ME!

So here's some headcannons because my hyperfixation is taking over my LIFE.

For my sanity's sake I'm going to say that after the events of DMC 5, V became his own entity outside of Vergil and he's now his own person.

Though he has Vergil's memories and considers them his own, he's his own individual which leaves him free to do as he pleases.

First on his list is his partner. Or hopefully soon to be partner. See, he met you and kinda fell for you before he merged to bring back Vergil.

In fact his memories and feelings for you was apart of how he came to be his own person aside from Vergil. While he was every human part of Vergil, it was his individual growth that made it too much and so Vergil was forced to spit him out while staying the same.

So now that he is free, and has you, his new life can begin.

Let's get the sweet SFW shit outta the way-

V can be stoic and quiet at times. Sometimes you might think he's mad or upset but really he's just thinking.

He's really taken with you.

Your strength, your interests, your personality, your appearance, your very being. He's enthralled by you and he cannot get enough.

You start living together pretty early on, and he's in heaven.

Sometimes poor guy gets imposter syndrome and he's prone to melancholy bouts of depression.

You're each other's emotional support Demon Hunters.

He'd probably go crazy without you.

Obviously he loves books, music, and surprisingly, cooking.

He's a creative type, clearly, and your shared spaces reflect that.

A two bedroom apartment or home is always necessary just because you always have to have a library/office space for the both of you.

One room with two desks and every wall covered by bookshelves. His collection grew really fast and continues to. So much so that you have to make him donate or trade in his old books in favor of new ones.

He won't talk about it unprovoked, but please, ask him about the book he's reading. Let him indulge in his hyperfixations and share them with you.

He has a very dry sense of humor. But you never fail to make him laugh.

He thinks you're perfection itself.

You make him feel so loved and cared for. He'd do anything for you.

He has all of the love languages. All of them.

He writes poetry about you and hides it away. You'll either have to find them yourself or beg him to let you read it.

When he realized you loved his poetry, he got more confident about it and he started writing poetic letters to you and leaving them for you to find around the apartment.

V gets flustered and blushes at the little things. Like you making him some tea, buying him something on a whim, turning over and snuggling him in your sleep, kissing his cheek without warning, smiling at him, etc.

V is very physically affectionate when you're alone. PDA isn't his thing. He does however, stay close to you in public. So don't turn around too fast because you might bump into him.

He's a tease on every level. He likes to you tease you about little things and crack witty jokes. He likes to get under your skin.

He loves it when you tease him back. He likes the witty back and forth of it. He doesn't laugh loudly very often, but he does smirk and chuckle.

Alright, now to the fun bit, NSFW:

V is cruel in bed.

Oh my God, his voice. He knows it makes you weak for him. He'll tuck his chin on your shoulder and speak softly in your ear.

The way he touches you, soft as a feather across your skin in an attempt to savor the feeling.

He's a switch, but rarely is there a real dom/sub thing between the two of you.

He'll try almost anything for you, he has his hard limits but other than those he's pretty kinky.

V doesn't have a super high libido, but he will almost never pass up an offer for sex with you.

He's a fast learner, sex also comes very naturally to him. The motion of the ocean is very, VERY good with this one.

He prefers to take his time, quickies are fun but not frequent.

V loves lingerie on you. He loves tracing the lacey patterns around your form with his eyes. The more delicate and artistic, the better.

As gentle and loving as he can be, he can and will fuck you into next week.

His favorite postion, now that he is in much better health and doesn't really need his cane, is having you on the edge of the bed while he fucks you.

He loves being able to lean up and grope you. To hold you and run his hands along your body. He loves to see your face, the way you look at him sends a chill down his spine.

He really likes talking dirty to you. He does it without really putting much thought into it. When things are really intense he'll just repeat himself in your ear.

"Yeah? Are you going to cum for me? Cum for me, love. Cum for me. Cum for me. Cum for me." He mutters into your neck.

He has a praise kink, of course. Tell him how good he makes you feel, how much you want him. He can't get enough.

Somedays, he just wants to stay in bed with you all day and fuck you over and over and over again. He wants to keep you all to himself, no interruptions, no distractions, just you and him.

He prefers to cum inside you. Of course with your consent. But it provides an intimacy he loves to indulge in.

He loves edging.

He does love the way you melt into his arms when he teases you. He's not one for control play, but sometimes, he can't help but revel in the way you beg for him. The way you moan and leave yourself so vulnerable to him to do as he pleases. You trust him so completely and that is a turn on for him on its own.

Somedays he just wants you to fuck him. He'll never explicitly ask for it but he wants you to pamper him.

Body worship is a big thing for him, giving and receiving.

It might actually take a minute for him to get comfortable to say what he really wants from you in bed. It's more comfortable for him to start out as the top, but as your intimate relationship builds, he will get to a place he feels safe and tells you everything.

Kiss him, everywhere. Especially his hips. For some reason his hips are sensitive to gentle touch. Kiss them, lick them, bite them, leave a hickey. In fact, leave hickeies everywhere.

V loves hickies, the look, the sensation. By the time you're done you're both riddled with them.

He hates the idea of public sex or sex tapes. He wants you alone. Those intimate moments are for you and him alone and he treasures them. No way in hell is he letting anyone else see that.

Bonus: Dilf V?

V is prime dilf material.

I think V would definitely need to be in a very specific, very safe place in life to want to have children.

He's not against having kids, especially with you. In fact, it's you that makes him warm up to the idea. If it's with you, then yeah, sure, but on several conditions.

He wants to keep them as far away from demons and demon hunting and all that, as possible.

If he is going to have kids, they are growing up nice and safe and normal.

He doesn't feel like he's great with kids, sometimes they make him nervous, but kids love him.

He's a hit during family events. He lets the kids "color in" tattoos. It's mostly children smearing marker over his arms but still, it's sweet.

V is very calm and kind, and somehow that translates into wild children stopping everything just to listen to him talk.

As a father, he's fucking ADORABLE.

He also refuses to let anyone else hold them for the first few months.

He is constantly doting over the baby, it is so hard for him to leave the house.

Reads to them, everyday. So precious.

He wants everyone to see and know about the baby and how amazing they are, but at the same time doesn't want anyone close to them.

Very protective papa.

After he gets over the nerves and fears with the first baby, he wants another.

Loves watching you with the kids. He thinks you're such an amazing parents.

#v x reader #vitale dmc #Vitale x reader #dmc5 v #dmc5 #dmc vitale #devil may cry #fuck canon

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savathuns-pyramidscheme · 2 years

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Peregrine starts out D1 sassy but polite, kind, fun loving, intensely curious, and incredibly lonely and thus eager to please. To mold herself into shapes she's not. Basically a teenager.

The Black Garden quickly adds a layer of alienation and frustration: she's now Selectively Mute. Now any anxiety she feels in her new life manifests as the inability to speak around whatever or whoever is making her anxious, which is everything, and so becoming close and comfortable enough with people that she might eventually be able to speak to them is much, much harder. So on top of having all of her aforementioned traits, she has now adopted a stoic outer shell. She pretends her silence is voluntary out of spite and frustration toward her condition. But there's a softness to her quiet. A shyness. She's like the odd kid in class who's a friendly enough sort, but generally keeps to herself. She's still cheery when you can get her comfortable. Still... youthful, kinda.

Oryx changes this. And the Red War changes it further. Particularly trying battles give her an edge. The wide-eyed wonder of the curious Hunter sleuthing her way into the fabled Vault of Glass is gone, replaced with a sharp glint. The Young Wolf is a honed blade. Friendly, but scary for valid reasons. The strong and silent type.

Cayde is killed. She isn't strong enough. She can't say a thing to him as he leaves her forever and that pain shakes up whatever the Garden did to her. She can find her voice now, but her years of silence are now habit. Her voice remains sparing, but it is hers again to employ. She just has to relearn how. She struggles for a while, her loss making her retreat to solitude and single-minded vengeance. Her shell is thicker than it ever was, and her blade sharper. Her wonder and curiosity are buried very deep, surfacing only occasionally when they get the better of her.

The Pyramid is discovered on Luna, and Eris needs help. Eris, who'd never once judged her for her silence. Perry could never say no to her. Shadowkeep is a turning point, where, through helping others with their trials and hurts, Perry's shell chips away slowly but surely. She's still stoic, and mostly quiet, old habits die hard. She's still strong, and scary. Those facts can never leave her once made true. But she's kind because she can't help but be otherwise. Clever because she takes joy in her own wit. She reaches out to others more, and seeks wonder and indulges her curiosity for the sake of it. It's sort of where she's at now, where she's ended up. Strong and silent type, but warm. A pillar of support rather than a blade. Not a perfect paragon by any means, not the grand hero Saint sees her as, but she's not too shabby either. And she's not done growing.

#peregrine-3 #character building stuff idk #rambling #imo she's really varied in presentation depending on when im talking about #so i wanted to do a breakdown writeup

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myemye · 3 years

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“Why can’t you want me like the other boys do…” [Shoji Mezo x gn! Reader]

Summary: You and Shoji are decently good friends and one day he decides to ask you for advice with a crush while studying.

a/n: I wrote this like 6 months ago and I swear I don’t write like this anymore. Also i’m not 100% sure how to set up a tumblr page so I may not do a request box thing or write anymore. It really just depends on how this is received and my motivation to write. And I wrote this piece based off of me, so it has feminine aspects [makeup, skirt part of uniform, etc]

Also, I kinda used the song “Crave You” by the flight facilities as inspo.

Sorry for the long intro and hopefully you enjoy whatever this is lmao.

Word Count: 1.7k

You open your eyes and a soft glow illuminates your dorm. Your dorm: it's simple, but it really fits your personality. A small bookshelf, a record player [and some vinyl records,] fairy lights, and some band posters.

After ten or fifteen groggy minutes of contemplating whether or not to get up, you decide that it would be harder for you to wake up at this point so you decide to get up. You grab your phone and put on some slippers as your barely conscious body drags you over to Mina’s room.

Describing your relationship with Mina is kind of difficult; “best friends” is probably a term that would describe it well. I mean, you guys can go to each other about pretty much anything.

Without hesitation, you open her door and jump into her pink-and-black polka dotted bed. You know that she’s a light sleeper, so the noise of the door creaking open was enough to wake her up.

When you fall into her bed, you roll over and let out a giggle. Mina is very much awake and very much not happy about your decision to wake her up in such a way.

“What do you want y/n?” Mina discontentedly asks.

“I just missed you.” You whine.

Mina is the type of person that when they wake up, they are up, and like today, usually unpleasant about the fact that they cannot go back to bed.

“Do you wanna go and get changed?” Your best friend asks.

“I might as well,” You say back. “I’ll meet you down at breakfast, right?” You question.

“Of course,” Mina said with a smile on her face.

You wave goodbye and smile as you walk out her door, phone in hand.

You walk to your dorm and stumble inside.

“What to wear?” You ask yourself aloud as you look inside your dresser.

“Oh shit, its Friday!” You respond to yourself and run to your closet almost tripping over your feet.

You quickly do your makeup. It is pretty simple, just eyebrows, eyeliner, and mascara. The basics, in your opinion, to accentuate your facial features, and you put on your uniform.

You look in the mirror and mess with your hair a little bit, ultimately deciding that what it looks like now will have to do, and you go down to breakfast.

…

In the cafeteria, you get some rice and coffee. You’re not really a breakfast person, so you usually have a small appetite in the morning.

You go over and sit with Mina and the rest of the 1-A girls as you all eat.

As you all eat and talk, you see a tall figure walk past you.

“SHIT SHIT SHIT!” You think.

Shoji Mezo. You’ve been quite casual friends with him for the last couple months if you can recall correctly, but in reality you’ve had a crush on him since the first day. He was so polite, and you’ve always had a think for the quiet and stoic type. It also doesn’t hurt that he is hot. Like ridiculously hot. Just wow.

“Ahem.” Mina cleared her throat.

Oh no.

“I was staring, wasn’t I? You say nervously.

“Hey, at least you’re aware,” Momo replied.

“Do you like him?” Hagakure asks.

“I think so,” You say hesitantly.

“Why?” All of the girls at the table say in unison.

“I…I don’t really know,” You answer honestly. “He’s always nice to me and he has really good manners. Ooooh remember that time he totally dissed Mineta for trying to look up our skirts? That was so funny and charming.” You say almost getting lost behind the words. “Also he’s very hot,” You say under your breath.

Their eyes lit up.

“Damn, they’re crushing hard,” Jirou states.

“Seems like it,” Uraraka replies.

“You should go for it y/n!” Mina says almost yelling for the whole cafeteria to hear.

“Uhm no,” You blatantly say. “I doubt he even likes me back.”

“Totally off-the-record, but when you talk to him, his heart rate increases” Jirou says lifting your spirits.

“Wait… really?” You ask.

“Yeah,” Jirou responds.

“Why were you listening *ribbit*?” Tsu asks.

“I get bored sometimes, ya know?” Jirou said.

As the two of them were arguing back and forth whether its “an invasion of privacy to listen to people’s heart rates.” All you could think about was if he could like you. “Shoji Mezo, liking me, y/n l/n?” You whisper to yourself.

…

We all clean up from breakfast and start walking to Aizawa-Sensei’s classroom. To my surprise, I see Shoji sitting in his seat and no one else was in the room.

“Guys, I can’t go in there,” You say.

“Oh really?” Mina says as she smirks.

“Yea-,” You start to say as you’re cut off by the girls pushing you into the room.

You walk to your seat and sit down. Oh, and did I mention that you and Shoji sit next to each other?!?

You look up from your seat and see the girls smiling and giving you thumbs up.

“Hello Shoji,” You say.

His eyes widened, almost as if he didn’t expect for you to talk to him.

“Hi y/n,” He says back to you.

You two sit in silence for what seems like forever, but was probably only a minute or two. And he finally gets the courage to talk to you.

“Uhmm, so y/n?” He asks.

“Yea Shoji?” You blurt out almost immediately.

“I know that you have good grades, and you’re really smart,” he says, “Sodoyoumaybewannastudytogethersometime?”

“Yea,” You reply smiling, “I’ve been needing a study partner for a while now.”

“Cool,” He says with what seems to be a blush on his face, but you can’t tell because of his mask.

“Here, text me,” You say as you write your phone number on one of his many tentacles in sharpie.

The five minute bell rings and the girls walk into the room. You start to feel your face grow red.

“Oh no. Why did I do that?” You think to yourself.

Mina looks at you, smiles, and puts her thumbs up. You proceed with an awkward smile back at her, and start to die of embarrassment. [figuratively, of course]

…

Classes for the day wrap up and you head to your dorm.

You grab a bean bag chair from your closet, and put a decorative pillow on the circle chair that’s in your room. You take out your speaker from your drawer, and turn your studying playlist on relatively low volume.

“Perfect,” You think.

You hear a knock at the door and all of your calm thoughts disappear.

“Oh no,” You think as you start to freak out.

You open the door to your dorm nonetheless.

“Hi Shoji,” You mutter.

“Hello y/n, may I come in?” Shoji asks.

“He’s so polite,” You think as you almost swoon.

“Of course!” You say, now wondering how long its been since he asked to come in.

He walks into your dorm.

“Take a seat anywhere,” You say.

Shoji proceeds to set down his bag and sits on your bed.

“Okay,” you think to yourself, “this is happening.”

You gently pick up and toss the pillow that you had just placed on your circle chair and sit down on there.

“What subject shall we start with?” You ask.

“I think we should start with math,” He says confidently [which is out-of-the-ordinary for Shoji]

“I’m fine with that,” You say.

You both study for about an hour

“Do you want to take a break?” Shoji asks.

“Sure, I could go for a break,” You say tiredly from the studying, “What do you want to do?”

“We can just talk if that is fine by you,” He responds back to you.

You think you can start to see his face grow a blush and turn red under his mask.

You set your things down on your chair and sit on your bed next to Shoji.

“Yea, we can totally talk!” You say. “Is there anything particular that you want to talk about?”

“Actually, yea,” he says as he gets more flustered, “I was wondering if I could as for some advice… about a crush.”

“What would you like to know,” You respond seemingly as chipper as ever.

“Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. He likes another person. What am I gonna do?” You think to yourself.

“So… uhm I like this person and I don’t know if they like me back. What should I do?” He asks nervously.

“Well, personally I think if you like someone, you should make a move. People like confidence,” You tell him.

“Ugh, seriously y/n. Take your own advice. Be honest with yourself!” You think to yourself.

“Uhmmm… Well in that case....,” Shoji starts even more nervously than before, “I should be honest then…”

Your eyes widen as a look of confusion sweeps over your face.

“I think I like you, like a lot. I don’t know if you like me back but-” He says before you cut him off.

“Shoji, I like you too. I’ve had a crush on you since the first day I saw you,” You said while deeply blushing.

His eyes widen and the red on his face darkens even more, to the point you didn’t know if his face could darken that much.

“Y/n, may I kiss you?” He asks abruptly.

Now a blush comes across your face almost as deep and beet-red as his.

“Please,” You whisper.

He starts leaning in and you close your eyes and lean in as well.

You soon feel a pair of lips on yours, but you are too focused on the kiss to realize that the pair of lips on yours, are his lips. It is amazing. You are engulfed in the kiss and it felt like hours even though it was only a matter of seconds. Before you knew it the kiss was over and you felt his mask be lifted back onto his face. You open your eyes, just to admire him and his pretty face.

“Shoji, would you like to go on a date with me?” You ask almost out of nowhere.

He leans in and kisses you on the forehead on his mask and says “I would love nothing more than that, y/n”

#shoji mezo #shoji mezou #shoji x y/n #mha shoji #shoji #shoji fluff #class 1a #bnha fanfiction #friends to lovers #shoji x reader #shoji mezo x reader #shoji headcanons #shoji smut

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princess-of-inarizaki · 4 years

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Heyheyhey!! Can i request manager birthday and the team forget about it for seijoh, inarizaki, and shiratorizawa bcs tomorrow ma birthday hahah. Thank youuu and i love you

Anon-chan!! This is SUCH an important birthday request and I am beyond honoured to write it for you :D 💖💖💖💖✨

Our birthdays are so close too👉👈 mine's next week. (Exactly ten days apart from yours!!)

Anyways, happy birthday Anon-chan!!I hope you have a beautiful day, filled with lots of happy things, and a wonderful year ahead. you're wonderful, and I hope you always remember that !! 💖💖💖✨ I love you so very much <3

The teams forgetting their manager's birthday

Characters: Seijoh, Shiratorizawa, and Inarizaki

Warnings: none

Oh btw!! since the type of manager is not specified, I'll go with my default fem manager :D she's cute and sweet (like you, Anon-chan 😺😆💖) and the boys adore her a ton. She's also very capable, smart, and confident, and she loves being physical with the boys, which constantly flusters them!

Seijoh

The Seijoh boys would be so busy practicing for an upcoming match, they kinda forget everything that's happening around them.

Lots of focus. You smile fondly, because that's what makes them such a good team. Their ability to focus on their goals and eliminate all distractions.

Until one day, Yahaba is just scrolling through his phone's calendar when he sees “Manager Chan's birthday, 19th November.”

And he's just so shocked and guilty. He immediately calls the rest of the team and tells them what he just realized.

The team feels so guilty and disappointed in themselves. They're a day late to wish you, and they desperately want to make it up to you.

You're their precious manager after all, the one who bandages their injuries with a smile and who always gives them the motivation to do better.

How could they possibly forget such a precious human being's birthday?

That same day, they create a group chat excluding you, and begin to plan something special for you.

They break themselves up into teams with specific tasks of getting things ready for an impromptu birthday party for you.

Iwa-chan is in charge of ensuring everything runs smoothly, and he makes sure to do it with zeal, hoping to make it the best birthday ever for you, eventhough it's a bit late.

The next day, you walk into the gym, and it's absolutely quiet and dark. The boys aren't there yet, which is pretty odd, considering practice should've started a few minutes ago.

You stand in front of the gym and dial Oikawa's number, because he's always quick to respond to your calls, but the number goes straight to voicemail. You're confused, and a little curious as to where they are.

Suddenly, you feel someone's hands covering your eyes, and Oikawa's voice saying “y/n-chan, don't be scared. We have a surprise for you.”

You laugh, realisation washing over you that the boys probably planned something because they forgot it was your birthday yesterday, and follow Oikawa as he guides you inside.

When he finally uncovers your eyes, you see the boys holding a huge, slightly odd looking cake, lit with candles.

Oikawa hugs you from behind and you pull him closer to you, snuggling in his embrace.

You then blow out your candles and make a silent wish. I wish to always be by their side

Iwa-chan is already hitting Oikawa for hugging you before the rest, so you hug Iwa too, then Matsukawa, Hanamaki, Yahaba, Kunimi, and even Kyotani, albeit him being slightly rigid.

“thanks guys, this is an amazing surprise!” you say softly, as your eyes tear up. It's obvious that they made the cake themselves, and eventhough it wasn't perfect, your boys, made it for you.

Your heart squeezed as you cut slices for everyone, and handed it to them, as they sat on the bleachers to enjoy it.

You sit next to Yahaba and leaned on his shoulder. “Thanks for remembering” you said softly.

He blushed. “how did you know?” you explained that Kunimi told you, and he smiled at you and ruffled your hair.

“We're sorry for not remembering sooner, Y/n-san. Thanks for being the best manager ever” said Iwaizumi. He seemed to be nonchalant about it, but his eyes and smile betrayed him. He was fond of you, and genuinely glad that you enjoyed the small celebration they had prepared.

You smiled and kissed his cheek as acknowledgement, which caused him to blush and Oikawa to throw a small tantrum.

You laughed as you looked at them bantering with each other, Hanamaki and Matsukawa teasing Kyotani, and Yahaba and Kunimi next to you. You really did love these boys.

Shiratorizawa

So I'm pretty sure it's exam week, and these boys are just so studious and hardworking, they're totally immersing themselves in their studies and books.

Until it's their calculus exam and Tendou just suddenly remembers “Oh my God, it was Y/N's birthday two days ago!!” as his pencil flies across the room, much to the sensei's disapproval (haha, miracle boy is so cute)

He pulls the other third years aside after the exam, like Ushijima, and Semi, and tells them what he just remembers.

Ushijima is just stoic, but internally he's like "how could I forget? I never forget important dates like these? Is something wrong with me?" And Semi's just so sad he wants to scoop you in his arms right away.

Tendou then proposes the idea of taking you somewhere after school to surprise you, and they agree, and run off to tell the rest of the team.

Goshiki is just close to tears he hates that he forgot his favourite senpai's birthday, especially when you remembered his (and the entire team's) and never failed to make it a special day for them.

So after school ends, you're getting ready to go back home, when Semi just scoops you into his arms and carries you to the rest of the team.

You're not all that shocked, since Semi does this pretty often, and so you let him. “where are we going?” you ask, and he just casually answers “to celebrate the end of exams”

You laugh silently. They're definitely planning more than that, but you decide to humour them, and smile at the team when Semi lets you down gently.

“let's go have udon” says Shirabu with a too-big smile. You and the team walk to an udon shop near the school, and enter quietly.

Goshiki sits next you, and he looks like he wants to say something, but can't, as he bites his lip. Ushijima sits in front of you, and rest of the team take their places and begin ordering.

You notice Tendou talking to the shop owner intently, with Shirabu next to him. Ushijima knows that you might suspect something, so he tries getting your attention by asking you about your exams.

Suddenly, Tendou brings a cake to the table and team begins singing happy birthday for you. You smile happily and wait for them to finish before making a wish and blowing off the candles.

You smile happily at the team and their hearts grow warm, seeing you so happy like that.

“We're sorry for not remembering sooner, y/n-senpai” says Goshiki in a sad voice. Your heart tugs at seeing him so sad, so you ruffle his hair and assure him that exams are tough on everyone, and that it was better to celebrate it after they ended anyways.

You and the team eat the cake after having udon, and talk about the week together. They start reminiscing about memories with you, as they talk about their first impressions, and cute memories with a soft smile on their faces.

Tendou retells the story of how you first came to the team and how much you've grown ever since then.

At some point, Semi sits in your place whilst you've gone to the ladies room, and pulls you to his lap when you come back.

The team laughs when they see you desperately refusing, worried that you'll be too heavy, whilst Semi reassures you that you won't.

Goshiki adoringly smiles at you, and Semi pulls you closer to him. Tendou feeds you small pieces of strawberry left from the cake, as Shirabu records everything, excitedly typing in a caption on his social media.

Meanwhile, Ushijima is just carefully adding in a small reminder in his phone calendar, so he'll never forget your birthday in the future ever again.

Inarizaki

My sweet little fox babies! I think they would be excitedly counting down for your birthday, you're their precious manager-chan after all (and I can't bring myself to say they forgot 😅😭) when Atsumu suddenly sees a friend of yours post a "happy birthday y/n!!" on their Instagram story.

Atsumu immediately jumps on his brother's bed and wakes him up, whilst texting your friend. “Isn't y/n's birthday five days from now?”

Your friend replies. “no haha, it's today!” which cause the twins to desperately call Aran, Suna, Ginjima, and of course, captain Kita!

The boys are hurriedly awoken a few minutes after midnight, and absolutely frazzled! They had all planned something special, but now they would have to change the date, and some things (like the cake and venue) weren't ready so soon.

Osamu groggily got out of bed and began taking out eggs, butter, flour, and other baking ingredients. Eventhough it was extremely late, and he had a tiring day, nothing could compare to his love for you. And so, he started mixing the ingredients at one a.m.

Kita tried to remain calm, but internally freaks out. He and Suna are trying to brainstorm ideas of places they could take you to make your day enjoyable.

Atsumu was busy wrapping the gifts they had all got. He got way too many papercuts and had a bit of trouble, but it was for you, and the thought alone of you smiling was enough to motivate him.

Aran and Ginjima made their own preparations in their own homes for the next day, and Aran even facetimed Osamu to keep him company throughout the baking process.

They were determined to make your birthday a happy one, and genuinely wanted to let you know they loved and cared for you so much.

The next day, six terribly sleep deprived boys arrived at school, with the needed arrangements set. The cake was safely secured with Osamu, and Suna took the bag of gifts from Atsumu.

Kita went to go find you, and he saw you waiting by the entrance of school. “Y/n-san, let's go.” said Kita with a mysterious smile.

You were a bit confused. School was the other way and he was dragging you away from it, but you trusted Kita and followed him.

He led you to the rest of the team, and gently places his hand on your back. “Let's go, y/n-san. We're going to the beach.”

You were super confused. “but school?”. Suna gives you a sleepy smile. “Kita and me have already handled that. We told your teachers you'd be absent today, now c'mon.”

Atsumu gently holds your small hand in his and you guys walks to the subway. As you dig for your subway card in your pocket, the boys get seated. There's one less seat, so Atsumu pulls you to his lap, much to the rest of the team's disapproval.

They're all so jealous, Atsumu laughs silently, and pulls an oblivious you closer. Osamu just rolls his eyes, but internally seethes.

Two stops later, the team motions to exit, and Aran shyly comes closer to you, taking your hand this time. You smile at him and make your way to the small beach you sometimes spend time in, with the rest of the team.

Kita finds an empty picnic table and everyone sits down, placing the items they had brought with them down, and looking at you expectantly.

“Happy Birthday, y/n-chan.” they chorused together. Suna ruffled your hair from the right side of you, and Osamu begins lighting up the candles on your left.

You gratefully thank them for going to the trouble of bringing you here, the fresh beach air and breeze immediately putting you in a cheerier mood.

They then start singing you a happy birthday as you blush silently and blow the candles out, making a wish. I wish to be able to love these boys forever.

You lean over and kiss Osamu's cheek. He blushes red immediately. “Thank you for going to the trouble of baking this, Samu'” if only you knew, he thought silently, as flashbacks of him almost falling asleep in front of the oven came to mind.

Kita cuts the cake and gives you the biggest slice, much to your happiness. The boys all eat their cake and joke around about all the memories they've made with you.

“I can remember when y/n-chan just came. She was so small and sweet, Osamu said she reminded him of a macaroon” said Aran.

Kita fondly smiles as he gives you a pack off green tea from his grandmother.

Ginjima gives you the gifts the entire team had picked and you begin tearing up, much to everyone's dismay. You're just so grateful to have them.

Suddenly Atsumu leans over and swipes frosting from the cake on your face. The mood is once again lifted, as Suna takes a ton of pictures, and contributes to the frosting on your face too.

“hey that's enough now” says Kita. He looks firm, but his eyes betray him. The slight sparkle shows that he thinks it adorably hilarious how the boys are annoying you.

The water seems to be calling you, so you pull Suna to the shore and lean down to the water.

The rest of the day is just filled with the boys and you doing random things by the beach, like eating popsicles, and finding seashells. You're unable to actually get into the water, due to your school uniforms, but seeing an excited you gush over the seashells and smile happily over ice cream is enough for the boys.

At the end of the day, you and the team watch the sunset together, and swear to work extra hard for the upcoming nationals.

As they see you looking up at the sunset adoringly, their hearts squeeze in their chest, so grateful to be a part of your life.

Taglist: @osamusriceballs @k-sakusa-old

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wwhatev3r · 2 years

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Hey there. I was wondering if I can have a BoB ship, please? :)

I have pale skin, short brown hair and green eyes. Average height, I'm a bit of skinny rn but I lift cuz I want to be stroncc and protecc. I was raised in a town in mountains, so I can stand any cold but i'm dying when it's even a little hot. I collect knives and adore military stuff (probably it's the reason I'm in love with this show lol). I really love to comfort and take care of people. If someone wants to cry on my shoulder, I see this as the top of the trust I've earned. I know a couple of languages and fond of learning them. I'm a writer and a smoker(this things are connected..). I'm humble of my achievements and always think that it's not enough and I should be better. I'm open to people, not minding to tell about myself if someone asks. But I tend to be cold and disappear from time to time, cuz I need a lot of time to be alone with my thoughts. I really love to see how people become awkward from compliments, praise and stuff, so I give 'em regulary :D. Tho, I do it wisely and study a person for a while to shoot words that will 100% reach their hearts. I'm trying to be stoic and confident, but sometimes this image cracks(mood swings my beloved), and when it does, I isolate myself for a time being, because I don't want to show my drama queen side. I'm all quiet and uncomfortable with new people, but if they have patience with me, I warm up to them quickly. I had a lonely childhood and teenage years, so I might be kinda cringy cuz I've no idea how normal ppl talk. Despite all of this, I receive a lot of comments that I can be a great leader and I sense that it's true. I don't really like kids, but I adore animals, felines especially. I like thoughtful people with whom you could just sit in silence and admire stars/nature/etc or talk for hours about universe, human nature or interesting things we have recently learned.

yea. I hope this sheet of text isn't too long, heh. Oh and thank you for everything! You're doing lord's work for this fandom. I appreciate all the stuff you've written and like to reread it, because it makes me a little happier. The way you write about each character is immaculate. May your inspiration never end!

I Ship You With...

Joe Toye!

Notes: Thank you so much for the kind words! <3 I felt safe just by reading your request 😂💕 Btw, I chose the person who has the personality closest to yours but honestly I think it would be cute to see you with someone who has a opposite personality, but anyway…

I think it's time for you to let be taken care of by a tough boy, you can't be the only though one in town, alright?!?

Do I have to say that you’re a badass? I think you know it but, yes you fucking are!

He obviously fell in love for how resilient, strong, caring and confident you are.

This man could take a grenade for you but he knows he wouldn't need to because you can take 3.

Both of you are very stoic, and both don’t like to show your soft side.

But I think you could bring his by praising him; he gets all flustered and awkward and he hates it but you have a lot of fun.

The moment he saw your knives he was just: “Holy shit…”; his jaw just dropped and his admiration for you just got higher.

You were the first person Toye finally felt comfortable sharing his feelings with, because he knew you would understand and of course because you would take care of him.

He is a big and tough boy but he likes snuggles, he just doesn't want to admit it.

You know, Joe finds it amazing that you are a writer and admires you deeply for that; he came from a big and poor family, he never knew how to speak formally, write beautifully and all that stuff and he just finds your skills something that he wishes he could have.

You’re his favorite writer and you are always more than enough and more, he just wishes he could see yourself the way he does.

When you need to be alone he understands, he is not the type of guy who annoys the shit out of you just for attention or to be talking to you 24/7. No. When you need to disappear to have your alone time, he lets you have your time, because before being your boyfriend he was also your friend.

He loves your drama queen side, he really does. He loves when you get to show your sensitive side. He wants to take care of you too, that’s all.

Okay, Toye doesn't hate kids but he still loves animals more than kids for sure.

He’s a dog person but if guys get a cat he instantly becomes a cat dad.

I can totally see him holding a small kitten like It’s his baby.

He doesn't admit it but he loves the cat.

Making a picnic or camping is definitely one of Toye's favorite dates.

He gets to have more intimate time with you, sometimes just likes to lay down by your side watching the stars in silence.

I hope you like it <3

#band of brothers #joe toye

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