#kisa x male reader

[bumblesimagines]

Imagine:

Kisa coming to you for help

Request: Yes or No

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You heard the door open, Christopher clearing his throat. You continued shuffling through papers, glancing at the time.

"Yes?"

"An old friend is here to see you." Christopher explained, standing in the doorway. You hummed, setting the papers down after fixing them.

"If it's one or both of the Gecko brothers, tell them to eat shit." You told him, already too tired to deal with any problems the Geckos had. Christopher let out a soft chuckle.

"It's not the Geckos."

"Is it the kids?" You asked, brows furrowed as you faced him. You had grown close to Kate and Scott since the mess back at The Twister. You had taken Scott under your wing, knowing Carlos would be an incredibly bad influence on him.

"No, it's an actual old friend."

"If it's Carlos then he can also eat sh-"

"La Diosa." Christopher cut off softly. You took in a deep breath, letting it out as a sigh. You shook your head, licking your lips. It was surprising that she hadn't entered your office uninvited yet.

"Did you find out what she wants?"

"No, she demanded to see you the moment she walked in." Christopher replied. You leaned back against your desk. Your relationship with Kisa was complicated. You knew about her past and she knew yours. You wouldn't say you were exes but there had been romance.

"Fine, let her come in. It's probably Richie sending her in hopes of making a deal." You shrugged, watching him nod and step out. He returned moments later, letting Kisa enter before he closed the door.

"Long time no see." Kisa said, her signature smirk resting on her pretty face.

"What is it, Santanico?" Her smirk dropped into a frown, clicking her tongue as she crossed her arms.

"Santanico Pandemonium died alongside Malvado. You've always called me Kisa, why stop now?"

"What is it?" You repeated, annoyance evident in your tone. Kisa sighed softly, gaze dropping onto the ground. She pursed her red lips.

"I need a place to stay." Kisa looked back up at you, arms dropping to her sides as she took a step forward.

"Why? Did you and Richie fight?" You asked, brows furrowing slightly. Kisa was never one to ask for genuine help unless necessary. Kisa shook her head, jaw clenching slightly.

"Richard and I broke up." She revealed with a soft sigh. "I realized he was just another version of Carlos and Malvado."

"Seth would've been the better option." You mumbled, shrugging lightly. Kisa rolled her eyes, letting out a soft huff.

"For how long?" You tilted your head, wondering what her plan was. Kisa gave a light shrug.

"I'll figure something out. I just need a place to stay at for a few nights." Kisa replied, gaze softening as she closed the distance.

"Please.. For an old friend?" Kisa tilting her head, raising her hand and gently touching your cheek. Her touch was familiar yet not welcomed. You leaned your head away, rejecting the contact.

"I'll give you two weeks to sort your shit out." You stepped away from her, going around your desk and shutting off your computer. Kisa watched you with a small frown but she stayed silent, nodding.

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[therantingfangirl]

There's no way to come up with a nickname based on my username...trust me, we've tried. Just call me Kenna!

Requests are opening soon! I will write NSFW and SFW. I live and breathe angst, and I absolutely love fluff when I'm in the right mood for it. When my requests open, I will write a new posts with rules and more information regarding what I will be writing.

AO3 | Masterlist | Rules

My OC:

Kurono Uzumaki Daiki Kazama Mamorou Kazama

Kinktober 2021 (I hate to admit that I'm still working on these)

Fandoms I write for:

Naruto Fruits Basket Tokyo Revengers Hunter x Hunter

Anime I love, in no particular order:

Naruto, Hunter x Hunter, One Piece, Tokyo Revengers, Assassination Classroom, Fruits Basket, Bleach, Attack on Titan, My Hero Academia, Demon Slayer, Jujutsu Kaisen, Violet Evergarden

Other nerdy things I love:

Fantasy books, greek mythology (especially Medusa, Persephone, and Hades), Iron Man, Hawkeye, Batman, Jason Todd, Harley Quinn, Lord of the Rings, Game of Thrones

Not-so-nerdy-things I love:

Dogs, rock music, punk music, the color black, tattoos, piercings, colored hair, baking, cooking, fluffy blankets, and travelling

My favorite characters that I would love to write for:

Naruto—Kankuro, Itachi, Deidara, Kisame, Konan, Obito, Hidan, Kakuzu, Sasori, Gaara, Temari, Genma, Kiba, Kakashi, Anko, Ino, Madara, Shikamaru, Shino (@justmyownreality is completely to blame for that one), and Suigetsu Fruits Basket—Hatsuharu, Kyo, Yuki, Shigure, and Hatori Tokyo Revengers—Draken, Mitsuya, Mikey, Baji, Kazutora, and Chifuyu Hunter x Hunter—Chrollo, Illumi, and Hisoka

Characters I won't write for:

Naruto—Sasuke, Danzo, Hanzo, Karin, and Hiruzen Fruits Basket—Kisa and Hiro Hunter x Hunter—I will write for Gon and Killua, but NOT if it's smut

Things I won't write about:

incest, pedophilia, rape, sexual assault of any kind, defecation, and piss

Please, be aware of the potential for spoilers for anything that I fangirl over. I will tag spoilers, but I cannot guarantee that you will not see any in a fic that I post!

I am a 26-year-old, bisexual, cis white woman. I try my best at writing things for a diverse audience, but I may not be able to fully expound upon certain experiences. Feel free to ask for authors that may be able to fit what you're looking for better, and I will do my best to find you one! My reader-inserts are female, but I do not include ANY descriptions. I can write gender neutral, if it is requested. I'd prefer not to write the reader as male, since that is not what I am familiar with.

Minors and ageless blogs, do not interact with any NSFW posts. I do not solely post NSFW so this space isn't necessary unwelcome, but it is present and you should proceed with caution.

This post is subject to change as time passes.

I do not give permission to anyone to copy any of my information or writing for themselves.

I love to rant and talk about the things I love, so feel free to talk to me about them, either anon or not!

Beautiful avatar of my lovely OC by @sugarrfrog

[kunderdogs]

Daddy Duties

Simon Dominic (AOMG) x Y/N (Reader) Genre: Family / Romance Count: 2,083 Warning: Fluff Rating: G Requested: By @thessamd and also a few other anons who wanted Simon D fluff! Sorry for the long wait! I hope you all enjoy it :) P.S. I’ve always wanted to call Simon daddy ;) ayeee

"Kisa, come on, baby," Simon urged as gently as he could in his gravely voice. His one and half year old daughter was currently trying to rip off a leaf on the plant in the lobby of the AOMG building. When she didn't budge, he took her tiny fingers in his grasp and lead her down the hall, smiling when the front desk girls cooed at her.

His dark eyes trailed after the little tyke when she unlatched herself from his hands to run down the hall and into an open elevator. Her curly hair was tied in two messy pony-tails, obviously done by none other than himself, and bounced just as she did when the door closed behind him. Her Jordans matched his, as well as their coordinated outfits, which was just light denim jeans and black long sleeves since it was nearing fall. She was babbling in her baby language but when the doors slid open, she was sprinting once again.

Since she was constantly around the building, it didn't take her long to find the room she was looking for. Kisa pushed her small palms against the door, smiling when her father turned the handle for her. Yelling her baby greeting, the two figures sitting in front of the large Mac computer swirled around to face the newcomers.

"Kisa!" Jaebum shouted back, arms scooping her up and snuggling her into his neck. "Hey, cutie pie!"

Kiseok smiled at the display of affection before sitting on the couch against the wall. Seonghwa smirked when he noticed the oldest male's tired slouch, "You look even worse than usual, hyung. Is Kisa giving you a run for your money?"

Definitely not having the energy to argue, he just sighed loudly, "I forgot how tiring kids were. I don't know how Y/N keeps up with her all day."

"That's only because you're old and Y/N is young," he commented with a snicker.

Kiseok glared before focusing back on his co-CEO's intense conversation with his only child. "I can't wait for when you have kids so they can give you hell."

Jay planted her feet on the ground to let her roam around, shaking his hair with one hand, "Kisa isn't bad though. She's really good, actually."

Nodding his head in agreement, Kiseok let his eyes trail on her small form. "She is, but I know nothing about taking care of little girls."

"Isn't Y/N a little girl? You should be an expert th-" Seonghwa couldn't finish his teasing as one of the throw pillows was thrown into his face, causing him to chuckle.

"Shut the hell up, brat."

Interrupting their banter, Jay nodded towards the toddler, "You did her hair this morning?"

"Yeah. Y/N left before Kisa was done with her breakfast so I got her ready. Why?"

"'Cause it looks terrible. Come here, Kisa, Uncle Jay is gonna fix your hair," he beckoned her with a few flicks of his wrist.

Seonghwa chuckled into his hand once again at seeing his hyung's eye roll. Jay took down the pig-tails with a bit of difficulty since they were tangled in her curls before separating her hair down the middle. He pulled her hair into two identical, neat pony-tails and patted the top of her head once he was completed. "See? It's not that hard."

Simon dismissed him with a wave of his hand, "Yeah, yeah. I tried, alright?"

They laughed at his obvious pouting before turning their attention back to the toddler, who was pressing keys on the switchboard with her chubby fingers. After visiting with a few of her favorite uncles, it was time for them to get some lunch, so without much convincing, all four of them (plus Hyukwon and Hoody) decided to go grab a bite. Kisa was shoving fists full of spaghetti in her mouth, half of it missing completely and ending up on her shirt, when Kiseok's phone rang. He picked it up, balancing it between his ear and shoulder while he attempted to wipe his daughter's pasta covered mouth over her whining.

"Hey, baby, how's everything?" Your sweet voice was music to his ears.

Upon hearing you, his lips curled into a smile, ignoring the fact that Kisa was slurping noodles at this point. "Hey, yeah, we're doing fine. Kisa is...eating right now."

"Great! I was just calling to check in. We're at the resort now, checking in and all that. Oh! You gave Kisa her cold medicine at eleven, right?"

For a brief moment, his dark eyes grew wide before quickly coughing in his closed fist. Fuck, he totally forgot about the medicine! It was already almost one in the afternoon too. Hoody, who was across from him, raised an eyebrow before helping Kisa grab her sippy cup full of water. "O-Oh, yeah, I did but she doesn't look sick to me..."

He heard you huff from the other side before reprimanding one of your friends, "Yah, turn the key the other way. Babe, she needs to finish the medicine to make sure her cold is gone. Doctor's orders. Shit, Taeyeon-ah, I need to pick up the cake for tonight- I'll call you later, okay? Remember Kisa needs another dose around five today! Bye, love you!"

Kiseok didn't bother to say bye as he heard the dial tone before grabbing the device and setting it down. Hoody gave him a questioning look, which he tried to ignore. After a few seconds, he leaned forward so she could hear him over the ruckus of the restaurant, "Is it bad that I forgot to give Kisa her medicine at eleven?"

His answer was a small chuckle and a quick head shake. At her lack of response, Kiseok sighed before leaning back, taking in how his daughter grabbed fist fulls of pasta and proceeded to shove it in her mouth. Of course, majority of the noodles slipped passed her chubby fingers, creating a huge mess all over her as well as the table and floor. It's going to be a long two days without you.

The second day went a little more smoother for the clueless dad. He took your advice and decided to take Kisa somewhere educational but also fun, not that the studio wasn't fun but it wasn't as educational as Jay proclaimed it to be. They spent the day at the zoo and had a great time. She was a little scared of the bigger animals like the elephants but she was brave and didn't let that fear get in the way of marveling at the creatures. He spent the time following after her, recording her on his Instagram and Snapchat as well as sending you and the rest of his family three minute long videos of her pointing and running around. He even took a selfie with her eating her ice cream under an umbrella, her wide smile flashing the pink of the strawberry dessert to the camera.

By the time they got home, Kisa was knocked out in her car seat, snores coming from her deep sleep. As he carried her into her room and tucked her in, Kiseok called it a successful day. However, as he walked into the living room, he couldn't help but groan. He forgot to clean up from yesterday, which meant there were all kinds of toys scattered around the living room, dolls and pink plastic cars taking over the coffee table as well as the dishes piled in the sink from their snacks and meals over the last two days.

He cracked his knuckles and got to work. Tomorrow he had plans to take Kisa to the amusement park that was about an hours drive, so they wouldn't be at home much. After putting away all the toys and tidying up in the kitchen as well, it was finally time for some sleep. He was definitely going to need it for tomorrow.

In the morning, Kiseok woke to Kisa climbing into the bed and draping herself over him in an attempt to rouse him from sleep. His phone rang and she took it upon herself to grab it and press the green button, her dark eyes lighting up as she heard your voice through the device. After your daughter had rattled off what they had in store for today in her baby language, Kiseok took over the conversation for a little bit, smiling when Kisa dashed out to pick out her outfit today.

"You'll be home around three?" He asked, the phone balancing between his shoulder as he pulled on jeans.

"Hm," You paused from the other side, "Maybe a little earlier, depending on the traffic. The wedding starts in two hours and I'm leaving after the reception anyway."

He hummed in acknowledgment while rummaging for a shirt. "Okay, we'll probably beat you home then."

"We'll see~ anyway, babe, I think I hear Heejin coming to take group pictures. I'll see you later, love you guys."

Almost as soon as he hung up, Kisa barged in, handing her father a little pink hair brush and some rubber bands for her hair. With no other choice, he sighed and mentally prayed this would go smoother than yesterday's disaster. To his amazement, Jay's advice actually worked better than he expected, although he'd never tell the young CEO that. His ego was big enough without more compliments.

It didn't take long to get to the amusement park since it was rather near by. Kisa was rather fidgety by the time they got in so he thanked God she got distracted by all the rides and let her lead the way basically the whole day.

Spinning in an over-sized tea cup, Kiseok took a moment to lean back and admire his daughter's bubbling laughter, smile as wide as her muscles would allow. It was times like this where he realized just how blessed his life has been so far. A successful career in his dream occupation, a loving wife and a healthy, happy daughter, who could ever ask for more than this? There wasn't much he wouldn't do for his child, and he knew very well once the doctor told you both it was a girl, he would spoil her. She was a daddy's girl in every aspect of the word, even if he had to be away for work for long periods of time.

A little after lunch, he realized that he probably shouldn't have spoiled her too much with all these toys since you'd definitely get on his case later on tonight. But she was too cute in that purple princess tiara!

"Do you want that crown, baby?" He asked when she reached for another color.

"Oh, lord, you've got your father wrapped around your pretty little finger, don't you?" A smooth voice teased from the left of the two.

Instantly placing the voice, both of them turned to see you, hands on your hips and an amused smile on your lips. "Oppa, why in the world did you buy her so much toys?" You asked, gesturing towards the full plastic bag in his grip.

Kisa launched herself in your direction, wrapping her tiny arms around your legs and burring her head in your knees. Smirking at the display of affection, Kiseok brought up his free hand in surrender. "She gave me no choice. I don't stand a chance against her puppy eyes."

Rolling your eyes, you picked up the talkative tot and gave her a big kiss that had her squirming and giggling in your hold. "Yeah, yeah, just admit it. She's got you whipped."

Laughing, he shook his head before moving closer to give you a kiss in greeting. It would've lasted much longer had Kisa's tiny hands not moved your faces apart as she made a face accompanied by a high pitched, "Ew!"

"Ew?" Kiseok raised one brow before snatching her up and rapidly placing kisses all over her face while she giggled and wiggled away from him.

You smiled to yourself. As much as you needed the alone time, you really missed your little family in those two days. It was good to be home.

[bumblesimagines]

Imagine:

Kisa having an interest in you, another culebra who fights at her ring

Request: Yes or No

This isn't the idea I mentioned before btw

~

Kisa's gaze followed (Y/N) as he fist bumped the air, satisfied with his win. Manola glanced at Kisa, a grin appearing on her face.

"Kisa, you're staring again." Manola cooed. Kisa blinked, looking at the woman beside her. Manola cocked a brow, tilting her head. Kisa scoffed, looking away.

"Don't say it, Manola." Kisa muttered. Manola laughed softly, shaking her head.

"You should talk to him, Kisa." Manola said, arms crossing. (Y/N) grinned, wounds from the fight healing as he grabbed him bomber jacket and slid it on. He stepped out of the ring, glancing up at Kisa. Kisa held eye contact with him until he broke it when he turned away.

"You're quite intimidating, Kisa." Manola said, running a hand through her silky black hair.

"Cállate." Kisa muttered, arms crossing as she leaned back against her throne. Manola giggled, looking back at the ring.

"You're flustered." She pointed out, grinning widely. Kisa huffed, standing and looking at her.

"I'll talk to him."

"Go ahead." Manola raised her hands, a giggle slipping out. Kisa rolled her eyes, heading down the steps. Her eyes scanned the crowd until she spotted (Y/N)'s bomber jacket. She approached one of her guards.

"Get (Y/N) and bring him to my room." She ordered. The guard nodded, stalking away. Kisa headed to her room, approaching the mirror. She fixed her green top and undid the braid Manola had done earlier that day. Kisa swallowed, huffing. She didn't get why she was nervous. Maybe cause her last relationship with Richie Gecko didn't work out.

"You asked for me, Diosa?" (Y/N) entered the room, arms crossing. Kisa faced him, nodding. (Y/N) hummed, eyes scanning the room.

"These past few days, you've been one of my best fighters. You've caught my interest." Kisa told him, smiling coyly. (Y/N) chuckled, giving a slow nod.

"I won't get into trouble with Manola, will I? She knows how to punch." (Y/N) grinned, head tilting. Kisa chuckled, shaking her head as she got closer to him. (Y/N) watched the powerful culebra. Kisa licked her lips, meeting his gaze. Her dark brown eyes stared into his (E/C) ones.

"How about a date?" Kisa asked, butterflies fluttering around her stomach. (Y/N) cocked a brow, head rising a bit.

"A date with you? Many men and women would kill to hear those words." (Y/N) looked her over, thinking about it. Kisa expected him to say yes. After all, she was the Kisa.

"Depends on my schedule." Kisa blinked, staring at him. Her brows furrowed as she stared at (Y/N)'s smug grin. (Y/N) almost chuckled at her expression.

"Qué?" Kisa asked in disbelief.

"Depends on my schedule, princesa." (Y/N) repeated, licking his lips and turning. He headed towards the door, opening it.

"See you around, Diosa." (Y/N) called as he closed the door, throwing her a wink. Kisa stared at the closed door, surprised scoff leaving her. A grin slowly stretched across her face, a soft laugh leaving her.

"That's how you wanna play?" Kisa's eyes narrowed, the grin still on her face.

"Bring it on."

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[bumblesimagines]

Imagine:

Meeting your ex, Kisa, years later

Request: Yes or No

I could truly write a whole fucking fic on this concept lmao

~

"And why would I help you?" You stared at the tattooed man, Seth Gecko. It was bold of him to walk into your bar but it was even bolder of him to demand to see you. You had to admit, you were intrigued by his courage. You leaned against your desk, studying him closely.

"Well, because..." Seth trailed off, gaze flickering around as he tried to come up with a reason. You cocked a brow.

"Because this Amaru chick threatens your... species." Seth said, crossing his arms. You noticed another man enter your office.

"Christ, I thought I hired better security." You muttered, eyes rolling. Seth glanced over shoulder, letting out a soft huff.

"I got this handled, Richie."

"No, you don't." Richie stood beside his brother, giving a cocked brow before he turned to look at you.

"We can offer you more territory and better feeding grounds. No more feeding on addicts and alcoholics." Richie said, adjusting the jacket of his suit. He seemed confident.

"Believe it or not, I feed perfectly well. Unlike you and Carlos, I don't feed on innocent women trying to find better lives for themselves and their families."

"I don't feed on them either. That was all Carlos and Malvado. I can tell you're a tough one. I've heard all about the powerful (Y/N) (L/N). You had been turn by the goddess herself, Santanico Pandemonium. I bet Carlos felt all types of jealousy." Richie took a seat on one of the leather couches.

"You did your research.. I'm impressed."

"That I did. Which is why I'm curious to know.. Why would she think that you're dead?" Richie asked, brows furrowing though he didn't seem interested. He wanted to reel you in and pull the rug out from under you. You had met men like him countless of times.

"I believe that's none of your business." You sneered, pushing yourself off your desk. Seth glanced at his brother, making motions for him to shut up. Richie cleared his throat, looking at Seth. Seth sighed and left the room. You frowned, glancing between the door and Richie.

"See, I told you that you'd need me, Richard." You blinked upon hearing that familiar voice. Her familiar voice. You looked at the door, watching Kisa enter the room. Her gaze landed on Richie first before it shifted towards you. Her lips parted, cool facade crumbling.

"I believe that's our cue, Richie. We'll be at the bar, if you need us." Seth said, leaving the room with his brother. The muffled sound of the music downstairs filled the silence that overcame the room.

"It's been.. centuries since I last saw you." You spoke first in a soft tone.

"I thought you were dead." Kisa whispered, eyes glossy from the unshed tears. Her brows furrowed and her gaze turned fiery. The moment she began walking towards you, you prepared yourself. Kisa punched your chest, fisting slamming against you repeatedly. Her punches did hurt a bit but you were pretty old. You had worse battles.

"How could you?! I thought you were dead! You left me in that fucking temple with him!" Kisa's punches got weaker and weaker as her sobs overtook her. Her shoulders shook and trembled, hands weakly gripping your shirt.

"I'm sorry." You whispered, gently wrapping your arms around her. Kisa allowed you to hold her, face burying in your chest as she cried. Kisa was a strong woman. She never showed vulnerability but it had always been different with you.

"I had to leave, Kisa. Malvado.. He hadn't just threatened me. He threatened to hurt you in more ways." You explained softly.

"Let's start over.. I'll explain everything."

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