#lupin the third x reader

[riddle-me-ri]

Hi! I have been searching for a Lupin iii writer for a long time. Can I request a Lupin iii characters when they realise they are in love with the reader. Like that exact moment where they go "Oh god..." Thank you!

a/n: awwww me wee heart this is so cute and was so fun to work on, hope you don't mind I took it a step farther to also explain why/how they fell in love hehe. Hope you enjoy anon! I'm glad to be of service!

Content Warning: super fluffy, like an absurd amount of fluffiness

Lupin and Gang Realizing They're in Love with Reader

Lupin the Third

- To say Lupin falls in love easily is an understatement.

- However, it's usually more along the lines of an infatuation or passing fancy than anything.

- The same can't be said for you however..even though that's how it all started out.

- He flirted with you, gave you gifts, and took on heists for the shere goal of trying to impress you. (much to Jigen and Goemon's chagrin)

- While you seem appreciative of such gestures…you seemed to just appreciate…himself more.

- You enjoyed being in his presence. Hand in hand, arms linked with each other.

- Lupin can't help but enjoy these moments with you too.

- For all his habits, tendencies, and eccentrics…you always stayed by him, never running off or leaving for someone/something else.

- And he loves you for that.

Jigen Daisuke

- Jigen tries to ignore it, hoping it'll pass like a bad day.

- Falling for people has gotten him nowhere, but rock bottom, why would you be any different?

- Well, for starters, you've definitely stuck around longer than most.

- You've stuck by your word, haven't betrayed him…

- Plus it's the little thoughtful things you do.

- You always caught his hat when it would fly off his head, had a spare lighter for his bent cigarettes…

- Yeah, he liked having you around, maybe something more…despite his better judgment…

- He didn't realize just how down bad he was though until he saw you teasingly place his hat on your head.

- Jigen didn't even know he could blush until that moment.

- It was like something switched on in his brain. He knew what this was, but whether you'd find out or not…only time would tell.

Goemon Ishikawa XIII

- Mr. Tries to ignore it #2

- Yet with each passing day, it becomes more difficult to just ignore.

- He can't deny the warm, invasive but comforting feeling he gets when you're around.

- Or how you have his full undivided attention when you call his name.

- When you're gone from his sight for too long; he begins to worry.

- He finds that whenever you're upset, so is he.

- Goemon takes great pride in keeping his emotions under control.

- Yet, when it comes to you and the strong influence you have over him…

- Every waking moment of his contained you in some form or fashion…

- Goemon realizes he loves you, and even if you never find out or don't reciprocate…he would still remain devoted to you.

Fujiko Mine

- It sorta shakes Fujiko to realize how deep she's fallen.

- Much like Lupin, she also tends to just have passing fancies but not with you.

- Fujiko couldn't imagine leaving you high and dry like she's done others.

- She can't help but think of what you and her could do with the loot she manages to steal, not just what she could do with it.

- Fujiko invites you along with her more than her other previous suitors on her trips…

- Your genuine company, the way you make her laugh, your thoughtful gestures…

- All these little things make her fall for you more and more.

- Fujiko doesn't realize it until she finds herself almost saying the three words out loud to you.

- You weren't even giving her anything or offering to go on a goose chase for a lucrative item of her desires…

- You were just staring back at her just as lovingly as she was…

- Fujiko had to stop herself, though, there's no telling what kind of damage those words can cause if uttered out loud.

Inspector Zenigata

- Nervous, fidgety, blushy state of a man.

- The fact that you get his mind off Lupin for even a second says an exorbitant amount of how much you mean to him.

- When he finds his mind drifting to you and what you're up to…(and not just Lupin and his antics)

- It becomes clear to the inspector he has fallen for you.

- Now he feels he has another incentive to catch Lupin; to impress you and to get to spend more time with you.

- Zenigata feels like you're the only person to actually make him calm.

- You're just so supportive, thoughtful, and considerate…never doubting or ridiculing him.

- The way you'd leave proper meals for him in his office or car so he wasn't always eating instant ramen…

- You were always there whenever his stake outs blundered or Lupin inevitably got away.

- You respected him as the Inspector, but you cared about him as a person as well, and understood him better than most…

- Zenigata doesn't deny his feelings, but he denies the possibility of them going anywhere due to his mission of capturing Lupin…

- Perhaps one day he may find the courage, or he finds contentment in the way you two are now and will leave it at that.

[baileypie-writes]

Can you do Lupin III x people pleaser reader? -gender netural

A/N ~ Sure! By the way, I’m not a people pleaser myself, so please let me know if anything’s inaccurate. Hope you enjoy!

~Lupin III with a People Pleaser S/O~

Fandom: Lupin III: The First

Fanfic Type: Headcanons

Reader: Gender Neutral

Relationship: Romantic

Genre: Fluff

Rating: PG

Warnings: Mentions of Reader’s kindness being taken advantage of.

Disclaimer: I have only seen the 2019 film, and Castle of Cagliostro. I have not yet seen the series. So if anything is inaccurate, I apologize.

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~ Lupin thinks it’s so endearing how you put others needs before your own. Him and the gang can be the complete opposite at times, caring more about themselves. So he finds it so cute how you go out of your way to help others.

“Hey (name)! ‘What am I doing’? The dishes. Lemme guess, you wanna help? Sure! Thanks cutie.~”

~ He tends to let you do your thing most of the time. It makes you happy to help, so why stop you? He doesn’t complain when you want to help him either. In fact, he’s all for it! Less work for him!

“Pops just wouldn’t let up today! He caused us so much trouble. We got pretty roughed up. Even ripped my coat pretty bad.”

“I can sew it up for you!”

“Really? Aww, thanks (name)! You’re a gem!”

~ However, if you start to not may enough attention to yourself, that’s where he draws the line. Putting your own health behind others isn’t okay. He’ll switch roles on you; making himself do everything for you. You’re not allowed to complain either!

“This is the fifth time in a row you’ve done the laundry. We’re supposed to take turns! I’m doing it this time.”

“Oh no, that’s okay-“

“Nope! You’re obviously tired today. You go relax, I’ll take care of this.”

~ Lupin is a sneaky guy. So he can trick you into relaxing without you realizing it! He’ll ask you to help him with something, and tell you to wait on the couch for him. You’ll lay down, and he won’t come back. It’ll take at least thirty minutes to realize you’ve been bamboozled. He always promises he won’t do it again, but we both know he’s a big fat liar…

~ Some people may try to take advantage of the fact that you’re a people pleaser. It’s hard to come to the fact that they’re using you, because you just want to help. But Lupin is smart. He knows people’s true intentions. So he’ll lead you away from them, not telling you exactly why as to not hurt your feelings. He won’t let your kindness be taken advantage of!

“They need help again? Oh, I’m sure they’ll be fine on their own! C’mon babe, I actually have something we can do together!”

~ Lupin is constantly reminding you that you don’t need to help all the time to be liked. He loves you no matter what! He lets you know that it’s okay to relax, and to ask for help for yourself.

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~~baileypie-writes

[hierophantmeme]

Hi is it possible to have Lupin III x male reader. For the scenario, the reader is seriously injured during a robbery and Lupin takes care of him. The reader is a little shorter than Lupin.

Have a nice day ٩( ᐛ )و

The Greatest Treasure

Lupin x Male!Reader

Hello, again! I didn't know how to start this one for a while but once I did, I couldn't stop writing. I also just got a Bluesky account and really love the way they monitor spicy content there, so if you want short NSFW fics and also have an account on Bluesky, you can request that now. If you don't have one I can just send you the fic through DM if you'd like. As always, feedback is appreciated!

Content Contains: male reader, no y/n, lots of pet names, bodily injuries, implied NSFW at the end but I kept it PG-13

Masterlist

You really thought you had it. Lupin told you it was too risky and you should’ve listened to him, but you just really wanted to impress him and show him that you could be just as much a master thief as he was. You got too confident in your skills and you blew it. 

Archaeologists had just uncovered the tomb of an ancient empress and the two of you had set your eyes on her treasure- a collection of precious jewels, sculptures, vases, and most importantly, an ancient instrument resembling a harp that was said to grant immense luck and wealth to anyone who possessed it.

You were mere inches from it but failed to dodge the bullet from a guard you thought you had successfully knocked out. When the bullet was shot, it shattered one of the glass display cases in the room of the museum where the treasure was housed and most of the shards landed on your skin. Your whole body felt as if it were caught on fire and the searing pain made you pass out.

When you came to, you felt a burning sensation that was different from what you felt before. Your vision cleared up and you saw your partner cleaning up your wounds. The stinging came from the liquid on the rag he used to disinfect the bullet wound on your shoulder. To the right of you is a bowl on a table which houses the bullet responsible for the hole in your shoulder. You also noticed that you weren’t back at the hideout, but rather in some kind of abandoned warehouse. You were lying on an old mattress on the floor. 

“Lupin?” You ask, your voice scratchy and barely audible. “What happened to me?”

He doesn’t answer you back and you notice that he has an almost angry look in his eyes which contrasts with the gentleness and care he puts into patching you up.

You don’t have the energy at the moment to talk so you just watch him as he cares for your injuries. His brows are furrowed in focus and frustration. It was driving you crazy that he wasn’t talking to you. All you wanted to know was what happened. He finishes wrapping the bandages around you and sits at the edge of the mattress for a few minutes. 

Soon enough, you regain some energy to speak again.

“Are you mad at me? Is it because I messed up the job?” You are met with silence yet again.

“C’mon, babe. Talk to me, please.”

“Lup? Are you okay?” With that statement, he throws the rag he held into the antiseptic solution causing it to splash everywhere. 

“Am I okay? Am I okay?!” He stands up and begins to pace around the room. “I told you not to put yourself in danger and what do you do? Exactly that. Do you know how worried you had me for the past few hours? I could have lost you!!!” His anger slowly dissipates and turns into sadness. He approaches you again and you can see that his eyes have become glossy with tears. “Never do that to me again, you idiot.” He places a hand on your cheek and uses the other to hold one of your hands. “What were you thinking?” He asks in a softer tone.

“I admit, yeah, I’m an idiot so I can’t promise you anything. I just- I just wanted to impress you. You’re always pulling off the craziest stunts and I feel that I’m making you do most of the work. I also wanted to feel a bit more useful to you. I’ll try my hardest not to do it again, though. I’m sorry.”

“Now who said I thought you were useless. On the contrary, you’re more than enough help to me. And besides, the reason I try to do more of the work is because I don’t want you or any of the others getting hurt.”

“That’s not fair, why do you get to sacrifice yourself for me and I can’t do the same for you. You know that I worry about you, too… but you’re right, what I did was pretty stupid.” 

“It was, but if you’re gonna do something stupid at least run it by me first. And I guess you’re right. Maybe I should also be a little less reckless, or at least I should tell you when I am gonna be, too.”

Lupin reaches down to kiss you and places one of his hands on your chest, being careful not to hurt you. The kiss is passionate and hungry which was only natural since you two were starving for a moment like this. The two of you hadn’t had time to yourselves at all these past few weeks with all the planning for the heist and the stress it caused you.

You pull away and brush your hand on his arm. “Come, lay down with me. Please, I don’t know when we’ll have another moment like this.”

“Let me know if I accidentally hurt you, okay? I want your injuries to heal so we can get out of here and go somewhere nicer. I think it’s about time we took a loooong and well deserved break.” He laughs softly and makes his way to the other side of the mattress to lay by your side.

He spoons his arm over your waist and kisses your neck softly. You’re not much shorter than him, but since he is the taller one, he loves being the big spoon. 

“I’m glad you’re okay, love. I really don’t know what I’d do without you,” he softly whispers into your ear then begins to slightly nibble on it. “You’re one crazy boy, but then again, at least I’m never bored around you.”

“I don’t know what I’d do without you either. Probably would’ve bled to death if it wasn’t for you. I’m the luckiest guy ever to have a strong and caring man to call mine. And one that thankfully knows how to remove bullets from idiots like me.” You let out a small chuckle and join your lips with his yet again. “God, I could do this forever.”

“Me too. But you gotta rest and get better soon. Then we can have all the fun we want. Oh and before I forget, take these. It’ll help with the pain.” He hands you a glass of water and some painkillers. You down them and continue to chug down the rest of the water. You hadn’t noticed how thirsty you were until now.

After a long while of making out on the dusty old mattress, you grow tired and fall into a deep sleep. Lupin stays up for a while to absorb all of your adorableness while you sleep. He plants a few more kisses on some of your wounds and eventually falls asleep with you in his arms. 

The next morning, you wake up to Lupin changing out your bandages and humming a little song. You can’t help but smile at the warmth the sight of him is right now.

“Good morning, Lup.”

“Good morning, my sunshine. Rest well?”

“Super well, surprisingly. Whatever you gave me last night worked like a charm. I didn’t feel any pain at all.”

“That’s great to hear!” he exclaims with happiness. “Let me lean you up so I can change the bandages on your back. Once I get those, I’ll be done and we can have some breakfast. I went out this morning and bought some eggs and bacon.”

“You haven’t eaten yet?”

“No. I just wanted to make sure my darling was taken care of first.” He winks and reaches out an arm for you to grab. You sit up with his help and he goes behind you to change out the rest of the gauze on your back. “There you go, all done” he plants a kiss on your forehead then helps you stand up to walk you over to the little bonfire he’s made to cook the food.

“Wow, that smells delicious! Thieving, first aid, cooking? What can’t you do?”

“Everything, I guess, except I can’t stop loving you.” He flashes his signature smirk. 

“Smooth,” you roll your eyes playfully but can’t help smiling at how corny and cute he is.

He sits you down on some cushions and then takes a seat next to you. He prepares a paper plate with two eggs and a few pieces of bacon and hands it to you along with a plastic fork. “Sorry if it’s not much. I just wanted to be in and out of the store since I saw Zenigata there and didn’t want to do something to accidentally catch his attention.

“I swear one of these days I’m gonna tell him to back off. The only person that can be obsessed with you is me and no one else.” Both of you laugh at your comment and you take a bite of your food. “Mmmmm, five star cooking as always. This is so good.” 

The two of you sit in silence while you finish your food. You can’t help thinking about how the stars aligned to have him by your side. You try to find the right words to express how you feel but it was difficult to find something that could convey your thoughts. Finally, after a few minutes you spoke.

“If only we had that treasure right now. I could’ve treated you to something super nice as thanks for taking really good care of me.”

“To hell with the treasure. Besides, you’ve already got me the best treasure in the world to thank me with.” Lupin puts his now empty plate on the floor and wraps a hand around your waist.

“Yeah? And what is that?”

“You of course. And boy are you the handsomest piece of treasure I've ever laid my eyes on.”

“Stop giving me cavities with that sweetness of yours and shut the hell up.”

“What if I don’t want to stop?”

“Then I’ll make you.”

“And how’re going to do that?”

“Like this.”

Your lips come together for the millionth time in the past twenty-four hours. You’re already in nothing but your boxers and the bandages that are covering parts of your flesh. After all he’s done for you, you feel that it’s not fair that he’s been so attentive to your medical needs, it’s only fair that you give him as much of that attention back. Your hands find their way to the buttons on his shirt and you begin to undo them.

“Woah, there, love. Let’s not get ahead of ourselves. You’re still recovering. We can wait a few more days.”

“But I don’t wanna wait, Loopy. I need you right now. I promise I feel a lot better already. Sure I can’t really feel my right arm that much, but at least it doesn’t hurt right now.”

“Fine. You’re lucky you’re so charming, but let me do most of the work. I don’t want you getting hurt. And once you’re all better, then we can switch. Deal?”

“Deal.”

You both make your way to the mattress. He gently lays you down and undresses himself to begin taking care of you in a completely different way. That morning was one of the best ones you’ve had in a long while and with Lupin saying that he wanted to take a break from thieving for a bit, you already couldn’t wait for the next time he would have you like this. 

[peachyloveswriting]

Hey, can I possibly get a scenario with Lupin where he says to his crush playfully “I know you love me” and his crush is just casually confessing in agreement like “Yea. I do”. And then they leave it at that unless Lupin says something again or he keeps staring at them and crush is like “what?” I’m asking for a scenario after this and this is the start of the scenario?

"You do?" --- Lupin III

SUMMARY: A casual confession from you leaves Lupin stunned.

NOTES: Very short

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You reach your hand back, pulling your pack of cigarettes from Lupin's greedy hands. He smiles sheepishly at your glare, a hand moving to scratch the back of his neck. "You know you love me." He pokes.

Taking the now crumpled back of cigarettes, you pull one out and set the pack to the side. It's no lie, you do love Lupin. He just has funny ways of interacting with you that make it hard to tell sometimes. You speak as you mend the bend in your cigarette.

"I do love you. Can you hand me a light?" You're too busy fixing your cigarette to see it but Lupin freezes. The heat in his face begins to rise and he finds his heart beating loudly in his ears. Was he hallucinating, or did you actually just tell him that? Feeling like he hasn't responded in a minute, you glance over to see him staring at you in awe. His eyes are open wide with shock, while his lips are slightly agape. The tan pigment to his skin has turned a deep red, the kind that makes worry bubble in your gut at the sight.

"You do?" He finally says.

Incredulously, you stare at him. It's uncommon to see Lupin so flustered and caught off guard, but eventually a smile creeps onto your face at the sight. "I do. But do you have a lighter?"

Lupin blinks at you, his hand subconsciously searching his pockets. The whole time his eyes never leave yours. "How can you say that so casually?" He questions. Taking his hand from his pocket he extends to you a small, bright yellow, lighter. Gladly, you take it.

"Dunno." You shrug. Bringing the cigarette to your lips to light it. "I guess I just accepted it a long time ago."

Quietly staring at you in wonder, Lupin smiles. "Well I guess I love you too then."

[carissimipaixao]

— FROM THE START

publishing date: july 13th, 2023 pairing: arsène lupin iii & reader word count: 2.6k+ note: part of the highly emotional people! second note: back in june, i did a poll asking which series or fanfic should be expended upon, and the first entry of this series was the winner! as such, here we go! also, no beta, we die like men.

From the start, the stories of police officers bringing criminals to justice, ruthless in their pursuit and passionate for change, have always been fascinating to you. As a kid, it brought you so much joy listening to your parents discuss the local cases together, turning on the television or the radio to follow up on the wild chases across the country — and the world — and dressing up as a cop for Halloween. Then, as you grew up, you started to participate in these conversations, trying to understand the criminal world, everything and anything.

Now, you get to carry your own badge — having worked day and night for the path you carved with your own blood, sweat and tears. You get to work with some of the world’s best professionals (or witness them in action), even if by occasion, and you have earned your name and title in the local law enforcement. You would like to think, of course, that your father’s reputation has done nothing to influence your own ascend within the law.

Months after becoming a detective, a letter arrives. Upon hearing the loud crash from the Chief’s office, you turn in shock — even though you have known about Chief Daiam’s tantrums and sour moods for years. When he leaves the office in rage, face completely flustered, the Chief storms towards your unit’s lieutenant. Immediately, you feel excitement rushing through your veins.

For him to reach out for Lieutenant Oscar, it can only mean one thing.

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‘You stay here,’ those words freeze you to your spot in an instance.

And, you are unable to hide your confusion. ‘Sir?’ Surely, you are either about to be given the most incredible orders in your whole career — something that would push you down a path of adventure and greatness — or about to be utterly disappointed. Your eyes fly to the building on your left.

In this very gallery, something will be stolen. There’s no may be stolen, nor futile attempt, because the thief involved is no average criminal. You had heard about him as you climbed in ranks, you had heard about his father and grandfather from your father. The Underground may be full of secrets and criminals, all buried under shadows, but you know that he is the closest to a celebrity in his own world.

You have the chance to arrest Lupin III right in front of you.

Lieutenant Oscar spares a look to the unit entering the building, like the crazed lovers they are for chasing down international and dangerous criminals, and turns back with his hand raised. ‘You are staying here with the others.’

‘Wait,’ you shake your head, ‘what about the thief? I thought I was with the unit.’

‘Change of plans,’ he shrugs. ‘Besides, you are still a rookie, aren’t you?’ Your eyebrow twitches at the poor attempt of a friendly smile on his face, ‘Why don’t you leave this one for those who are more capable?’

You have got to be kidding me, you think to yourself. If Chief Daiam is known for his humor, then Lieutenant Oscar is known for being a bully to those who have just joined law enforcement (and to those he considers a threat, your father told you one day). He is slightly older than you, but you know he has been unable to climb up in ranks — not almost as effortlessly as you have done thus far.

You wonder if he, indeed, thinks of you as a possible obstacle in his path, if he thinks of you as competition.

‘Someone should remain outside,’ he continues, ‘to keep an eye out for that thief if he manages to escape our trap.’ You glance over your shoulder, looking at the police officers that are surrounding the building, the road that has been blocked for almost one hour now and the waiting crowd of journalists. Security is tight — that’s what you think — and you hardly think one more policewoman is going to make much of a difference.

Yep, you turn back with a frown, he definitely has something against me.

You risk the urge to cross your arms over your chest, instead raising your chin in the air. ‘Lieutenant, with all due respect, I think I have earned my place within this unit. I deserve to enter the building and help arrest this criminal.’

Lieutenant Oscar snickers. Then, his expression falls. ‘You stay here,’ he repeats. ‘Got it, Detective?’ The patronizing tone unleashes feral rage within your heart, and you grind your teeth together before you comply. No matter what, he is your superior; orders are orders.

‘...Understood,’ you murmur before you turn your back to him.

You take a position near the alleyway, shoving your hands inside your pockets. Perhaps, you are being rather childish about this whole ordeal, but, still, an opportunity — a great one at that — has been taken from you. You don’t think you’ll ever let Oscar hear the end of it, now. He might have just jeopardized the biggest achievement of your whole career.

Time passes slowly, painfully so, and you can see your coworkers begin to lean against the police cars, fetching cigarettes and talking to one another. Nothing’s happening, you think. Yet, you feel like something is coming.

What is the heist, again? What is he aiming for?

Something wet falls on top of your skin, and you flinch. When it repeats, you extend your hand out — almost robotically — and sigh when you realize it has just begun to rain.

Great.

You walk deeper into the alleyway seeking shelter. What is one more cop? The thought crosses your mind as you think of your coworkers — those in front of the gallery, and those who have been so happily followed by Lieutenant Oscar. Perhaps, your presence wouldn't have made a difference inside the gallery. What would you have done? It's your first time being anywhere near this thief, and you know very well that the stories about how he easily slips through the hands of the law aren't fake.

Not like Lieutenant Oscar.

Either way, if you don't need to be inside to apprehend the criminal, then nobody needs you outside. They could try to get the thief on their own, for all you cared at this point.

‘I can't believe this,' you murmur, leaning your head against the wall. The sigh that escapes through your lips is heavy, burdened with shame and unhappiness. Maybe, I'm just not enough. Your father would have been so disappointed to see you now, you know it. ‘I'm not cut out for this.'

Wind ruffles your hair, and you close your eyes.

Yet, they snap open immediately after, as the sirens go off. You push yourself off the wall, glancing left and right as you try to catch a glimpse of action. You hear your coworkers stumble to get back in position, and you hear a distant yell — perhaps a megaphone. You can swear you hear the thief’s name, and you tremble in excitement.

But, once again, you remind yourself that you are not in the middle of the action.

You return to your shelter from the rain, instead looking at the raindrops that fall on the pounds around you. Everything is so temporal, and chances can drip through your fingers like sands — if not now, then when? The stars aren’t aligned for your success, are they?

The confusion continues within the gallery. Undoubtedly, the thief has arrived at the designated hour, as he said in the card, and he is now making his escape. You can only wonder how. He has always been quite a devious individual, full of tricks and gadgets. A mastermind, you think to yourself. I wonder if such talent and knowledge will ever be found in law enforcement?

It would definitely turn the game upside down.

A door cracks open, and you turn to your left. It is too dark to see, but you just barely notice this person is wearing the gallery’s uniform. Why are they leaving through a backdoor, while there is literally a theft happening in their shift? That question rings in your head like the obnoxious siren — which is yet to be shut down.

The person turns, immediately noticing you. ‘Good evening!’

You blink. That’s certainly very playful for someone who might just lose his job. ‘Good… evening,’ you reply, as you watch the man. Something doesn’t feel right.

The man looks up to the skies, a hand holding his hat. ‘It just had to rain, didn’t it?’ He looks back at you, ‘What is a pretty lady like you doing in the middle of the rain?’

‘Listening,’ you reply. That’s not a lie, is it? You aren’t exactly working; just observing and listening to what happens around you. Indeed, you are far too busy thinking about what could have been and your shattered dreams, as you take in the sounds and the sights around you. The siren, the rain and the blinding lights of the police cars. And, yourself — an outsider.

‘Listening,’ he repeats. The rain is slowly getting heavier, you can see it by the way his clothes get soaked, clinging to his body. The man’s smirk, however, is yet to disappear from his face.

You decide to spin the spotlight around. ‘What about you, sir?’ The almost accusatory tone slips into your voice so easily. ‘Aren’t you being robbed?’ You cross your arms over your cheeks, tilting your head to the side as you watch the employee. ‘You do know you could be suspected of collaborating with thieves, right?’

‘Oh!’ The man raises his eyebrows, feigning surprise. ‘I suppose you are right, huh?’ He chuckles. ‘You’d be the only witness, though, and perhaps it could be a secret between us. Two… simple citizens like us, after all, ought to have each other’s back. Plus, you know how the law enforcement in this country is.’

The corner of your mouth twitches, as you nod along to his conversation.  ‘I am aware.’

‘Then,’ he continues, ‘let’s make a deal. You don’t say you saw me and I…?’ He pauses, looking at you up and down. You are back in the spotlight. You hate that. ‘Maybe I’ll buy you a drink next time I see you, huh? How about that? You are looking like you need one, after all.’

‘What do you mean by that?’

‘Well, I highly doubt you decided to come here just to listen to the rain, because these sirens are so loud!’ He complains, rubbing the side of his head with a fake grimace. ‘Unless you are a journalist? Hoping to catch the thief unexpectedly for a special interview?’ His smile widens.

You snort. ‘I’m not a journalist. I’m not good enough for that.’

The employee puts his hands on his hips. Why is he still standing there? ‘I won’t believe that. Not for one bit.’ He raises his hand in the air, closing his eyes in a way that reminds you of the old Greek philosophers, ‘Never doubt your qualities.’

‘I don’t doubt my qualities.’ Your tone comes out defensive, which you immediately feel conscious about. You bite your lower lip. ‘I have just not been presented with the right opportunity. That’s all.’ That is certainly a way to explain your current situation, isn’t it?

Why are you seemingly pouring your heart out to a stranger in the middle of an alleyway, right next to a crime scene? Because you two are simple citizens, as he put it?

‘Sometimes,’ he says, ‘you have to present yourself to the right opportunities.’

‘Indeed,’ you reply slowly as you begin to look at him more closely.

He lowers his arms, looking back at the gallery behind him. Then, he turns back at you with a grin. ‘You can succeed so quickly, so easily, if you just take what you want. Imagine that.’ He takes his hat off, throwing it over his head. ‘If you want a piece of advice, put yourself out there. Do what you want. Achieve what you want to achieve, without thinking of whoever is in your way.’

You push yourself off the wall. ‘Is that your life philosophy, sir?’

‘Carpe diem, yes!’ He extends his arms out. ‘So, I ask you, what is your dream, sweetheart?’ 

You slowly reach behind you, towards the weapon that is concealed under your coat. For as long as you can remember, your dream has always been the same. You have always wanted to earn your badge, build your reputation as an officer and catch some of the most infamous criminals out there. Lupin III is one of them, and, much like your father, who long ago chased after Lupin II, you would die for the opportunity to put his descendant behind bars.

Perhaps, this stranger is right. If the right opportunity won’t present itself to you…

‘I came to this city with one thing in mind,’ you begin, and the man hums, tilting his head as he watches you. ‘To follow my father’s footsteps, and to put criminals behind bars.’

The man’s eyebrow twitches and raises ever so slightly. ‘Is that so, sweetheart?’

‘Don’t call me that,’ you frown. Surely, the universe has something for having men patronizing you all the time. First, my superiors. Then, this guy. ‘If you’d like, you may address me by Detective.’ You pull out your weapon, aiming at the man’s chest. ‘Lupin III.’

‘Oh, so you knew it was me?’ He says, putting a hand on top of his head and, just as before, he fakes his shock. Everything is a game for a thief like himself. ‘Whatever gave that away?’

‘Spare me the—you are coming with me,’ you try to keep your blood cold. Yet, adrenaline is rushing through your veins. You have looked forward to this moment for days, weeks, months, years. You have yearned for the opportunity to catch this thief and put him behind bars, once and for all.

Lupin’s face morphs into a mischievous smirk. ‘And, what if I refuse, Detective?’

‘You can’t refuse. There is nowhere to go.’

‘It’s the two of us here,’ he comments. ‘Plus, I’d be really offended if you didn’t do your homework on me. All these years in the field, and yet there is not a single soul that is able to arrest me. Well, at least permanently.’

‘That’s fine. The opportunity just hadn’t been presented to you until now. I’m putting you in a cell, whether you like it or not.’

The thief bats his eyelashes in your direction, ‘Oh, so bossy. I love when women tell me what to do.’ Your eye twitches. This guy…! What a pain in the ass. ‘Unfortunately,’ he sighs, ‘I have to go. But, I’ll be sure to remember this little rendezvous of ours!’

He turns on his heel and begins running.

‘Wait!’ You extend your arms firmly, pointing the end of your barrel towards his ankle or even his hough. Anything to make him fall or lose his balance, while you go after him and call for backup.

Bang!

A bullet hits your gun, although it almost hits your hand instead — too close for comfort. You flinch, dropping your weapon instinctively. You lower yourself to the floor, looking around bewildered. Where did that bullet come from?

‘Thank you, Jiji!’ The thief calls out, and you become stiff. Of course you wouldn’t be working alone.

You hear a faint scoff, followed by a mumble, and you turn to look at the rooftops. Indeed, there is a silhouette, a weapon pointed at the skies as a sign of mercy. ‘I wouldn’t move an inch, if I were you,’ the gunman speaks loud enough for you to hear over the noise. You reply by giving him the nastiest glare you can manage. Something always has to be in your way.

‘Remember today’s lesson till next time, Detective!’ Lupin stops in his tracks, looking at you as he stands by a trash can. He begins to take off the jumpsuit, revealing his trademark suit underneath.

‘Oh, I will,’ you correct him firmly. ‘I’ll get you.’

In fact, that lesson would continue to haunt you for days and days to come.

[alekthethirdish]

I wonder how the gang would react to walking in on the reader while they're in the shower/bath...

Hello! Thank you for the ask, I apologize this took me so long to get to. Also I hope this isn't too out of character. Enjoy!

Lupin:

Lupin is either intentionally walking in on you or is doing it by complete accident

If he walks in on purpose, it's obvious that's what he's doing. He'll wiggle his eyebrows at you, asking if he can join you.

If you immediately set the boundary with him that you're not comfortable with that, he'll take an immediate step back. He's a perv, but he's also a gentleman and respects your bodily autonomy.

If he walks in on you and it's by accident, he's most likely actually not paying that much attention.

It'll take Lupin to realize where he is and where you are for it to click. He is just surprised at first, before he sends a flirt your way.

If you shoo him away, he'll leave with an apology for walking in, but not for the view.

If you invite him to join you he's either falling flat on his face in surprise, or is scratching the back of his neck nervously.

He weighs his options before joining you in the shower or the bath:

if Pre-relationship:

Lupin might decline if he's still caught up with Fujiko, he will still be loyal to his current partner.

If Lupin isn't actively pursuing Fujiko, then he's more likely to join you, sending flirtations your way, testing the waters.

If you're in a relationship, Lupin will never hesitate to join you when you ask.

Jigen:

Jigen is not going to intentionally walk in on you if you're in the bathroom.

He'll fight you for the use of the bathroom before he walks in on purpose.

This man is going to walk in on you totally unintentionally and he's going to be surprised.

Hat falling back, eyes flashing and widening- surprised.

Jigen's face will flush and he'll pull his hat low over his eyes, trying to hide his red cheeks at the sight of you.

He leaves, muttering a curse under his breath, followed by a more audible, "sorry"

Pre-relationship Jigen will avoid eye contact after the incident, having his hat pulled down slightly more.

In a relationship, Jigen will comment on the beautiful view before leaving, holding it over your head later in the day, a flirtation.

Jigen is less likely to join you in the bath or shower, finding an excuse to not join you. Sometimes he will join you generally with a "what the hell," preceding it.

Goemon:

Goemon will be the one to walk in on you completely by accident.

He is the most respectful of your space.

He will go extremely red upon realizing what he's done. He's squeezing his eyes shut and bowing deeply as he apologizes, to show how profusely sorry he is for walking in on you.

Goemon cannot look you in the eye for a while after that; and everytime you're near him or are mentioned to him, he's blushing again, looking away from you shly.

If Pre-relationship then Goemon is even more sorry for walking in on you. If you ask him to join you he might short circuit out of embarrassment and being flustered. If he thinks that you're joking then he'll say something sarcastic and witty back at you, deflecting the embarrassing moment away.

If you're in a relationship, Goemon will join you depending on his mood. 50-50 chance he joins.

[nonsense-with-jelly]

Can i request an enemys to lovers headcanon with Lupin iii. Like the reader is an agent who is trying to capture Lupin but he just flirts with them all the time.

Lupin III × Reader: Enemies to Lovers

Headcanons (also a fic if you squint)

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Ah how Lupin LOVED being chased. But being chased by you? Ohohohoh, he had too much fun getting chased by you

Your an agent for a crime organization that feels as though Lupin is a threat, you aren't chasing him to throw him in jail, you're chasing him to catch him and get him out of the way. And your determination to make sure he never sees the light of day again REALLY turns him on and he makes sure you know it!

His flirting starts off small, just winks and blowing kisses, and as days turn to months, he just keeps getting flirtier.

You could have him cornered and the best way he can think of escaping is giving you a big sloppy wet kiss on the mouth. The kind that leaves you shaking and asking "what the fuck just happened?" as he escapes.

He also figures out where you stay when you chase him. He sends love letters to your hotel room or even your home. At first you found it disturbing, but as time passed, you kinda looked forward to them

Time goes on and his jokes become more risqué just to stun you so you will never catch up to him.

You had given into a few of his escape kisses, which felt like a forbidden makeout session

He had even started upping his game with love letters, sending shamelessly raunchy letters that make your stomach twist in a way that is difficult to describe. You know you should feel sick, but there is another sensation your feeling that makes your face feel warm and your knees feel weak.

Finally, you have caught him. You could've turned him over to the organization to have him locked away underground forever... but that's not what you wanted anymore.

Once he is finally in your grasp, you return is flirtiness tenfold in the form of a confession. You ask him if he would let you join him, and he accepts.

Sure, his friends are a bit wary of you at firat since you WERE trying to capture him, but Lupin knows where your loyalty stands when you wrap yourself around him in a desperate embrace, the kind that makes it seem as though you are holding on as though you could lose him... which, knowing the organization... you COULD lose him...

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Author's Note

Finished this before work, might do a part 2 if you want... I kept having to fight myself to not make this into a full on fic... which I feel like I kinda did anyways...

[lilbiscuitboi666]

Lupin the 3rd

[femme-from-hell]

Could I request HCs for the Lupin Gang (I didn’t see a character limit in rules but if it’s only one character at a time then Goemon) With a reader who often shows affection by just giving them random trinkets they find. Not valuable stuff just like Cool rocks, sea glass, this key chain that made them think of you, etc. just crow brain affection.

: ̗̀➛ Omg, anon, this is literally so cute!! I hope I did right by such an adorable request!

𓆩♡𓆪 Arsène Lupin III 𓆩♡𓆪

Lupin would be nothing short of enthralled by the fact that you gift him just the most random of bits and bobbles.

He keeps all of it, no matter what it is. He'll have a specific spot in his luggage whenever he travels to store them, or keep them in a little trinket box he keeps in the glove compartment of the fiat.

Lupin likes to keep your most recent gift as like a lucky charm in his jacket whenever he goes on a heist. If he's in a tight pinch during a heist, he'll worry it in his jacket as if it were a stress reliever. He just wants a little piece of you with him, a reminder of that he has to come back safe and in one piece :)

If you get him keychains, he will use all of them. At once. Like, you can hear him coming from a mile away at one point because he'll have so many charms on his keys.

I mentioned a trinket box in an earlier bullet, so I like to think Lupin would steal a really nice jeweled box to keep them in. Such precious things deserve an equally precious safe place!

If he loses/drops one of your gifts, he will do ANYTHING to get it back. Is pops on his tail? Tough shit, he's popping a U-Turn mod chase to go find the rock he dropped. In the middle of a shoot out with some villain? They can wait, because the sea glass you gave him earlier that day isn't in his coat pocket and that is way more pressing.

𓆩♡𓆪 Daisuke Jigen 𓆩♡𓆪

Jigen would initially be a little confused, like, why are you handing him this rock? But he would eventually understand, finding it cute.

Mentally, he compares you to a crow that likes to bring him shiny things. This thought never fails to bring a smile to his face.

He admittedly doesn't keep everything you give him, he's someone who prefers to travel light because of his line of work, but he'll keep a handful of trinkets you get him. If Lupin points out the cutesy charm handing from his phone or keys, he is swiftly silenced by a kick to the shin.

Jigen is pretty handy with a thread and needle after years of stitching himself and the others after some nasty injuries, so he absolutely sews a little pocket to the inside of his jacket to store your gifts.

When you give him these gifts, his appreciation is subtle. No big reaction, but more of a faint blush rising to his cheeks and a soft muttering of gratitude before tucking it away.

When he misses you, he'll absentmindedly fiddle with the gift he has on him at the time.

𓆩♡𓆪 Goemon Ishikawa XIII 𓆩♡𓆪

Like Jigen, I feel like Goemon would be a little confused but once you clarify its a gift, he'll act like you just gifted him the sun. Super serious with his face completely red. He'll accept it in a sort of awkward formal manner, but the whole ordeal is cute.

Goemon tries his best to keep all of your gifts, but since the man travels with his sword and nary another thing, he'll lose some gifts. The second he realizes he has though, he is nothing short of DEVISTATED.

He likes to have your gifts in his hands while he is meditating, finding that they bring him peace of mind.

Goemon gets really defensive of them, like if Lupin even thinks about touching any of the things you've gifted him, he's halfway through drawing Zantetsuken

I like to think that he would start mimicking your love language. Considering that he is out in the middle of buttfuck nowhere in the mountains whenever he isn't getting Lupin out of whatever mess he is in, he'll start taking notice of cool rocks he would find and pocket them, planning to give them to you when he sees you next.

𓆩♡𓆪 Fujiko Mine 𓆩♡𓆪

Look, this woman has been gifted the finest that the world has to offer, only to turn her head and scoff. But the second you roll up like, "Hey, I found this piece of Sea Glass, and the color reminds me of your eyes.", she would be absolutely and utterly infatuated.

She keeps EVERYTHING and she will be DAMNED if she loses a single on. Fujiko puts them in a carrying case that she keeps on her at almost all times of the day, unless she is going somewhere she might lose it.

She could be surrounded by suitors offering her diamonds and gold, but her eyes will be locked on you and the funky little rock in your hand.

Fujiko thinks it is just the cutest and loves everything you give her. When she's in a sour mood, she'll take out her case of your gifts and just look through them, thinking about you and smiling to herself.

On several occasions, Fujiko has saved the trinket box over Lupin or the others. She's a woman with priorities, how could you blame her?

She would want to get you something in return though, so something like a bag that you can wear while you walk on the beach looking for sea glass and shells, or through the woods looking for fun rocks or stray feathers.

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ I really hope you like this! I had a blast writing this because I do the same thing honestly. If you enjoyed my writing, pls feel free to lmk what you think! *ੈ✩‧₊˚

[yawujin]

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[echantedtoon]

Let's Summon A Yokai!

Demon Goemon Ishikawa the 13th x reader Oneshot. That's it.

(warning for demon summoning if that makes you uncomfortable. I just made up some stuff for this based off video games where that happened hope that's ok.)

"Let's summon a demon!"

A thunderstorm rolled across the sky that night. The sun was just setting over the horizon with the last few rays of daylight disappearing but it was hard to tell when the dark storm clouds took over the sky and claimed them as their own. Thunder shaking the lanes of the windows and lightning sounded off like an angry whip from whatever deity was angrily stomping around the clouded skies, lighting up the sky and city below for nothing but a brief second.

It would've been absolutely dark if you hadn't lit up a few candles inside the comfy room and placed them on the table to light up the room. The warm light comforting against the scary night sky that just appeared as the last few daylights were chased away. The candlelight was pretty but you might be asking yourself one question. Why are you using candles to light up the room when you can just turn on the light switch on the wall or use a flashlight like a normal person?

Well because it wasn't your idea. It was your friend's.

If it were up to you, your bedroom light would've been on in an instant and you four wouldn't be sitting here in the dark. But as another thunder clap shook the sky outside, her face had scrunched up into a mischievous grin wide enough to let the other three ladies around her know that she had come up with a devious idea. It started when of your friends said that they were bored during the usual sleep over activities and so you suggested watching a scary movie instead!

"How about The Death Book?"

"What's it about?"

"It's about this girl who finds this blank diary and everything she writes in it becomes true! It turns out the diary is possessed by a demon who becomes obsessed with her and grants her wishes with horrible twists!"

That's when your most devious friend gotten that look before hijacking the convo. "I have a better idea! Y/n, you have any candles?"

"Only scented candles. Why?"

"That'll work! Go get them all and we'll do something that's actually thrilling!"

You had no idea what she was talking about but decided to humor her and go get them and matches she asked for. You had a few scented candles collecting up space in your closet, most were Christmas gifts you were just planning on regifting that year anyways since you never really used them. But you were curious about what your friend was up too so you grabbed up all the bars, the different scents making your nose snort, and brought them out to everyone watching you take them out of your closet and plopping them down on your bed. Your friend then proceeded to grab a glass jar containing a 'holiday sugar cookie' scented white candle, lit it, and then got up to turn off the lights and ask you to close the curtains.

Oh! She wanted to do the classic ghost story telling in the dark game! Nope. As soon as you turned around and you along with your other two friends looked at her, the statement left her mouth.

"Let's summon a demon!"

The three of you stared at her and her smile lit up by the scented candle, a nice scent of sugar cookies in the air. The only sounds being the thunder still rumbling outside. Eventually one of you broke the weird silence.

"You mean like...Use a ouija board? That's something everyone does at sleepovers-"

"No! I meant actually summon a demon!," she corrected excitedly clenching a fist!

"Uh..Have you lost your dam mind?"

"Oh come on! We all know that ghosts and stuff don't exist anyways!" She waved a hand dismissively. "We've tried using a ouija board since we were ten but nothing ever happened so why not try taking it up a notch!"

"Because it sounds like a waste of time." You deadpanned raising a brow. "Why go through all the effort to do something when we already KNOW that it's just stupid Hollywood stuff?"

"For the thrill of it!" You three looked at each other. Two of you having bored looks while the third looked worried. "Come on! Just this once! And if nothing happens I'll pay for two pizzas from that pizza place we all like!"

"...Throw in those chicken tenders and a couple sodas and you have a deal," your bored friend bluntly stated.

"DEAL!"

"I don't know.." Your friend that looked worried frowned. "This is how a bunch of horror stories start. What if something really happens?"

"PSH. It won't. If nothing happened when we used a ouija board then we got nothing to worry about!"

"And you just magically happen to know how to summon a demon how?"

"Not just a demon!" Her hand pointed up as she grinned. "A Yokai!"

"A yo-..What?"

"A Yokai! Or oni if you prefer to call it that instead! It's a Japanese spirit!"

"We know what that is! And you happen to know that how?"

"During my culture studies at school I was studying the local folklore and stumbled onto an old legend of the area! They say that a monster used to roam the lands and strike down evil people every until a shrine was put up for him. It's still there now! I visited it during a school trip!" She explained excitedly. "I did an interview with the caretaker for my extra credit report and it turns out his family's descendants of the shrine maidens that used to be there!"

"That's good and all but that still doesn't answer my question."

Your friend groaned loudly and slumped her shoulders with an eye roll. "He said the shrine maidens used to have a symbiotic relationship with the specific oni. They'd perform a ritual once a year on a new moon or full moon to summon him and leave him really good offerings. If he liked it enough he might grant you something in return!"

"And he told you how to summon this thing?"

"Yeah because he didn't believe in it. I don't either since ghosts and goblins only exist in books and movies. But what's the harm? If nothing happens I'm buying everyone food and we can have a good laugh if we do happen to summon something we might get a wish granted! Whaddya say?"

There was more silence from you three until your bored friend sighed and rolled her eyes from where she sat. "Fine I guess. Sounds like a win win situation. And I wouldn't mind getting an A on my next math exam."

You sighed. "Alright. Let's just get this over with."

"That's the spirit! But first thing's first!.. Does anyone know if it's a new or full moon tonight?"

Your nervous friend, who still looked nervous, had to pull out her phone and look it up online. The glow of the screen making her face light up in the dark as the thunder still rang out and the first few raindrops began hitting the roof of your home.

"Full moon b-b-but does it count if the storm is blocking out the sky?"

"He only told me it has to be a full of new moon, not that you had to see the moon. We're also gonna need thirteen white candles to represent the sacred number of his, something red to draw the symbols in, and an offering from each of us that has some kind of connection to our wishes!" Her eyes lit up in excitement. "Let's try it out!"

If it got you free food and your rowdiest friend to be quiet, then you weren't going to complain. So you four got to work. A friend found an extra red lipstick when she dug out her bag and like you said before, you had a bunch of scented candles you weren't using....but that begs the question.

"Does scented candles even count?" You gazed down at two white scented candles with the scents labeled 'fresh morning snow' and 'shortbread blast'.

"He just said that the candles had to be white, not that they couldn't be scented."

"Yeah. But there's another problem. I only have twelve white candles. .." Your eyes looked around the mini candle collection. The others were different colors like the red one that smelt like cinnamon and the purplish-black one labeled 'midnight lilacs'. Eventually you found a glimmer of white in the limited darkness with only your phone to see, and pulled out a candle that was half white half brown labeled 'chocolate and vanilla delight'. "I got a brown and white one. Does that count?"

"We're gonna have to make due with it. Well just put the white half facing the center and maybe that'll help."

Well if that's all you had then you four really were going to have to make due with what you had on hand. One friend helped you cleared up space in your room at least a yard and a half clear, while your devious friend drew red lipstick marks onto your floor and the fourth began placing the candles in a circle around her lighting them up as she went until both stepped away and you four were left looking down at the circle of thirteen candles and three symbols in the center of them. Lightning clashed outside behind the curtains barely lighting up the room but you managed to make out three words written in Japanese kanji in red lipstick.

Goemon. Ishikawa. And Thirteen.

You didn't know what that meant but it was ominous in your eyes. The room smelt far too heavy with the pretty scents of sugar cookies, vanilla, daisies, and a few other scents. It was overwhelming and one of you snorted from it all.

"Dam. It smells like someone spilt the entire isle of Fabreath from Wallace-Market in here." She waved a hand before pinching her nose and turning to her. "So what now?"

"Now we put down an offering related to what we want to wish for? Like if you wanted to wish for a million dollars you put down like some rare collector coins or something! Just look around and see what you got!"

While the others looked through their bags, you mindlessly searched around the room for something meaningless you could just throw meaninglessly into the circle. Your eyes gazed over at your jewelry box...and you shrugged. Why not? You had a pair of thick hooped silver earrings your uncle gave you for your birthday last year. They were even real silver, just cheap copper ones painted to look silver. You never wore them anyways so they'd be perfect for this. You opened up the lid narrowing your eyes into a squint. Despite the light of your phone, it was hard to see in the dark. Your hand moved things around inside the box. Old necklaces and things jingling until you saw them. Ah! There they were! Right next to your great grandparents' wedding rings. Now THOSE were actually worth a lot. Real gold and studded with real diamonds. You inherited them box along with their old jewelry box but that didn't matter right now. You wanted the useless tacky earrings next to them. Even now most of the shiny silver paint had peeled off revealing the cheap copper hoops underneath.

"C'mon Y/n! Hurry up! I want that pizza as soon as possible!"

You looked around mindlessly just reaching in and grabbing two round things into your hand. "Coming!"

"What did you grab?" Her brow rose as you just rolled your eyes.

"Just some old jewelry. What about you?"

She held up an ink stone. Probably got it from her school bag. "I was gonna use it for an art project but since I want an A for my exam and I have to write on the test, it was a good enough match."

"Sounds like a good start."

Your other two friends pulled out a book on rare poetry and a small bag of store bought mochi candy. ...Strange offering but you guessed it was the only thing that they could find. Your friend instructed you all placed the offerings on the strange words in Japanese and stepped back without a second thought to look at them....And you four stood there in your pajamas with nothing but the candles to light up the darkness and the rain still pounding at your rooftop.

Silence other than the storm rang out and you four looked around the room exchanging looks sometimes.

".....Is that it?"

"I told you it was a waste of time! Let's just get some food now. I'm starving!"

"Wait! I forgot about the last important step!" She held up her hands as your mutual grumpy and hungry friend turned to go flip on the light switch. "I need to chant the incantation and then we have to say what we want!"

Her arms folded. "Well get on with it! I'm hungry and this is really not fun!"

"Alright, alright! Let me try to remember what the guy told me!"

She stood there staring at the mess of lit candles and lipstick smeared kanji scrunching her brows in deep thought. You and your grumpy friend exchanged mirrored deadpanned looks before she cleared her throat and held her arms out.

"Full moon on the rise. New moon hides from eyes. Abyss of darkness conquering the skies! We summon, summon him from the ground. To our circle lit and round. Oh one who walks the path of light, we come once more to ask you to chase away evils blight! Come from slumber, to seek out what we offer! Great one of good and lght, we ask for you to once more walk the night!"

Her voice shouted out loud enough that you were sure you'd be getting a complaint from the neighbors tomorrow morning. As she finished her chant, a lightning bolt struck out temporarily lighting up the sky outside as the rain poured out...As you all waited looking around more.

"Would you look at that? Nothing happened again. NOW can we get food?"

"Wait! We didn't say what we wanted yet!," she protested to her, "The wish is a part of the ritual so let's complete it ok?!" Your friend groaned but she quickly excitedly exclaimed. "I wish my mom would finally give me the secrets to famous udon recipe so I can start selling it myself!"

"Um..." You nervous friend cautiously and worriedly looked around the dark room. "C-Can I m-meet my favorite author please? O-Only if that's ok! I'm fine if nothing happens really!"

"Oh what the hell. I want an A on my next exam."

...All three looked at you expectantly. "What?"

"Say something, Y/n."

"Like what?"

"I don't know. What did you put down?"

You shrugged. "Some cheap jewelry I don't want honestly."

"OOOH. Wish for something good then! Oh! Oh! I see you always sitting by yourself! Ask him to get you a boyfriend?," you friend teased making you laugh.

"Really? We summon a Yokai just for me to ask him for a boyfriend? If he was real, he'd probably think I was crazy."

"Well it doesn't have to be a boyfriend. You can ask for a sign of who you're meant to be with." That devious smile returned again. "Y'know that caretaker guy told me a lot of maidens would pay the shrine maidens to do rituals and summon the onis as offered brides in exchange for good fortune for their villages. Why don't you ask him to put a ring on it? You'd be the first person to be get a real life monster boyfriend. All the monster lovers on the Internet would be so jealous."

"Plus you're beautiful," your grumpy friend added also with a teasing grin. "You made home coming and prom queen in highschool!"

You laughed again. "Looks aren't everything." You could barely contain the giggles. You then rolled your eyes sarcastically. "But sure." Your hands clasped together and pressed against your chest as you spoke. "Oh great Oni please hear my pleas for your heart!" Even your nervous friend giggled along now as you dramatically fell to your knees. "Bind our blood in ceremony and let me share your name." A hand outstretched to no one as you fake acted out processing your love to an invisible imaginary person. "Under the stars of the heavens, I solemly swear, that this hand will always be kind and never cruel. That my voice will only speak truth. That this life is now forever yours." The outstretched hand pretended to take the imaginary person's hand. "Now as yours is mine."

A loud snort went off as one of your friends fell back on your bed where she sat giggling out the cheesy lines you were making up on the fly.

"Bind our souls to infinity and I will promise you love and devotion through sickness and health and beyond the realms of death." You continued to speak remembering some lines from a rom com chick flick you saw last night. "I will love you in all your forms now and forever. Through several lifetimes and back." Your voice was low and smooth now speaking it like you meant it with pride. "From now to infinity. Unyielding. Untainted. Undeniable. With this voice I promise you my love and heart. With this offering, I ask you to be mine!" You then bowed your forehead to the floor as everyone continued to giggle loudly.

You all continued to laugh and laugh and laugh as you finally broke into laughs again too and sat back up-

And then all the candles went out at the same time.

Pitch black immediately enveloped the room and at once all laughs ceased. Nothing but silence rang out other than the rain and thunder and occasional strike of lightning. You four stayed silent as you all say there in the dark before your friend became grumpy again.

"Ok. Haha. Very funny, Y/n. Now we can't see shit!"

"That..w-wasnt me," you stuttered out staring at the floor in front of you silently and wide eyed.

"Sure it wasn't. You're literally kneeling in front of them!"

"I don't have the ability to blow out right giant candles at once! Besides some of them were out of my reached! I'd have to crawl over! It wasn't me!"

"Well it's not me! I'm standing up!"

"It wasn't me!" "I'm sitting all the way over here on the bed."

Silence fell Once Again as you all sat there

"....It must've just been a draft! There's no such thing as ghosts and demons! Get the light! I'm tired of this game now!"

Someone was heard stumbling and shuffling around in the dark before you heard hands patting along the wall and then a serious of clicks as someone tried turning on the lights. "It won't turn on!"

"No one panic!" Someone finally turned on the flashlight on their phone and lit up the room. "The storm just cut out the power supply. Let's just get some food and call it a night!"

"Wait! The offerings!"

The light shines towards the middle of the circle. One bag of mochi candy, an ink stone, and a book still laid there. Where was your earrings? You pushed the book aside and froze as you realized that it wasn't a cheap pair of earrings that greeted you..but one beautiful gold ring.

"My great grandmother's ring!" You quickly snatched it up safely into your hands in horror. "I-I must've grabbed them by mistake!" Wait. You remembered feeling two hoops in your hands. "My great grandfather's ring!" Quickly you pushed aside everything else and was horrified to discover that it was gone. "IT'S MISSING!!"

"Calm down. It must've rolled away or someone accidentally kicked it in the dark. It's still around here."

"Yeah. And so is everything else. I CALLED IT! I TOLD you it wasn't gonna work! Now order the food!"

"B-But my ring!"

"It's too dark to look with the power out. Let's just wait until it's day time and then we'll look around. Ok?"

"I-...*sigh* Alright."

"GREAT! Now let's eat. And don't forget the chicken and drinks!"

You went to go stand up-

Creak!

A shriek left your friends and yourself as the floor boards beneath your feet began to shake and quake under your feet. The boards shuttered to life joining the storm's tags as they rattled around everything in your room including all of you. Books and knickknacks fell off shelves and your desk hitting the floors scattering about like it was a full earthquake of in your room. Windows shook and the bedroom door rattled around as one of your friends fell over onto their side hitting the continued moving boards hard. Until all at once it stopped.

And then all the candles lit back up at once.

You blinked at the sudden light. But froze as your eyes were met with feet and sandals. Ever so slowly your terrified eyes looked up. Pupils shrinking as eyes widening at the sight of grey hakama pants and a sharp silver sword glimmering in the light. A red haori coat hung loosely around a thin but muscular frame. And finally  your eyes met a face. A thin lipped line of a mouth met you and black slitted eyes looked down upon you. Shoulder length black hair.hung from his head and two horns protruded from his forehead. The silence carried on as you both still stared as your friends looked on horrified, and then a clawed hand held up a shiny golden band.

"I accept."

"W-Who are you?!"

"I go by many names. My enemies know me as Death. Your people as a god. My family as Goemon Ishikawa the Thirteenth." Those beautiful eyes widened even more, especially when a hand reached out to tilt her chin back up to him, the feeling of his claws making her shiver under his careful grasp. "You as Husband. I have decided that I accept this coupling."

Your hyperventilating lungs breathed- GASPED for air. Lips. Trembled. Body shook. Tears welding up. "I-I.. Can't accept."

"I'm afraid you have no choice but to honor those vows because now-..Not even death will do us part." 

[riddle-me-ri]

Funny Lupin gang ask! Friend!Reader is helping with a heist and the target needs to be distracted. It appears that the target has an… intense interest for reader from the very beginning which plays in well with the job they’re doing. Then vicious envious and unreasonable, jealousy rears its head in the Lupin gang as this begrudgingly charming and handsome stranger tries to woe reader (who is giggling innocently along) with every trick in the book.

a/n: oooohhhh anon this is so goood. I'm all for a little bit of silly jealousy especially with the Lupin gang where everyone seems fairly confident in themselves until something happens that shakes it lol. I may have ran away with this so sorry if it seems to go somewhat of course, I had way too much fun lol. I skipped Zenigata since I don't think he would ask the reader to be a distraction (plus I feel like I already wrote an envious Zenigata piece in Front Page Fiasco) Hope you enjoy!

Lupin The Third and Gang Get Jealous Over Target Flirting with Reader

Lupin the Third

- It takes all of Jigen's patience and then some to get Lupin back on track.

- But Lupin can't help it! That sleazeball socialite was being far too touchy and clingy for Lupin's liking.

- He's not upset with you by no means. You were playing your part, and it worked like a charm.

- The target had no notion that his waiters tending to his elite event were replaced by Lupin and Jigen…

- Lupin often finds himself glancing back towards you, half expecting you to signal to him that you're uncomfortable and for him to save you-

- Lupin is distracted even if you’re not in the room-

- As he's trying to crack a super simple safe, his brain replays images of the sleaze kissing the back of your hand-

- Your strained coy laugh as you try to play off your genuine discomfort.

- Once Lupin has what the gang sought after, you best believe he will whisk you away from the clingy socialite.

- Don't be surprised if it's very dramatic and elaborate and absolutely leads to you guys being chased off into the sunset.

Jigen Daisuke

- Jigen hides his brimming envy well behind his long bangs and hat.

- But he is silently seething on the inside.

- Jigen tries to stay focused–the sooner this heist is over, the sooner you can quit your facade…

- And he can go back to looking out for you and caring about you from a distance.

- For now though, he's gritting his teeth as he keeps watch as Lupin begins cracking the safe.

- Jigen will see you but only give you a passing glance, he knows if his eyes linger for too long his jealousy would grow.

- Can't the wealthy prick see you weren't comfortable with him touching you, trying to wrap and arm around you…

- Once the loot is secure and Jigen is confident he and Lupin will make the escape…

- He does come by the table you're occupying with the target and pretends he's refilling the socialite's cup…

- Of course the beverage ends up “accidentally” soaking the guy's pants-

- Jigen gives you a wink and you couldn't be more grateful for the rescue

- You pretend to go get towels with Jigen but end up leaving with the gunslinger, the both of you chuckling at the ordeal.

Goemon Ishikawa XIII

- Envy is not an unknown emotion to the samurai, but he prides himself in not falling prey to it as often as his cohorts…

- Or so he likes to think anyway.

- Thankfully no one seems to notice Goemon's slight eye twitch at the sight before him.

- Goemon had the role of backup in case things went south, as he usually did.

- But unfortunately that meant he had plenty of time to watch over you as the others went to retrieve the prize of this heist.

- His ears perked up whenever he heard your giggles-as sweet as the sound was he could tell they were forced…

- Goemon was…less than appreciative of how disrespectful the target was in disregarding your boundaries.

- The way he kept leaning his head into your vicinity, whispering only God knows what kind of filth…

- Or how when the socialite kissed the back of your hand and tried to leave a trail of kisses up your arm-you playfully declined him, shoving his face away.

- Goemon’s knuckles turned white as his grip tightened around his katana…his thumb tapping the end, fighting the urge to come defend you and ruin your perfect distraction.

- That crude fool doesn't deserve to be in your presence, even if it's just an act. Let alone something as intimate and precious as a kiss

- Relief fell on the samurai's shoulders when Lupin gave the two of you a thumbs up that the loot had been acquired.

- Goemon ensured to ask if you were all right, you assured him you were fine and relieved it was over. He couldn't agree more.

Fujiko Mine

- Fujiko tried to substitute you for the distraction-

- She knew deep down she wasn't going to enjoy this set-up…

- But she didn’t expect the envy to rise so high so quickly.

- It was hard for her to remain focused on the task at hand.

- She should have been the one buttering up the target-she’s always done it before…

- Fujiko wonders if Lupin made this choice specifically just to rile her up.

- The target is handsome and personable..she’ll give them that, but they don’t have to be draping themselves over you.

- Unironically, Lupin gets envious of Fujiko being envious that her attention isn't on him trying to impress her in the first place.

- Once the heist is over, she wastes no time trying to steal you away~

- You're worried something may have happened or you were doing something wrong…

- Fujiko reassured you that you did just fine, but you two had to get away fast!

- And get away with her hand in yours, and only her hand…

[baileypie-writes]

Hi! Is it possible to have Jigen Daisuke x male reader. The reader has burns on his body and face, and has long hair, and Jigen helps with his hair.

Thank you

A/N ~ Sure! I hope I understood your request correctly, apologies if I didn’t. Hope you enjoy!

~Hair Care~

Jigen Daisuke x Male!Reader

Fandom: Lupin the Third

Fanfic Type: Oneshot

Reader: Male, has long hair

Relationship: Romantic

Genre: Fluff

Rating: PG

Synopsis: Since you’re unable to take care of your hair, Jigen lends you a hand.

Warnings: Burns(Reader), interrupted kiss.

~Masterlists~

~Lupin the Third Masterlist~

Disclaimer: I have only seen the 2019 film, and Castle of Cagliostro. I have not yet seen the series. So if anything is inaccurate, I apologize.

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A groan erupted from your chest as your body punished you, yet again, for moving just a few inches. Your body was covered with burns, the result of a heist gone wrong, and you’ve been bedridden for the past few days.

You felt disgusting. You were unable to shower, brush your hair, or basically anything to take care of your hygiene, since every time you moved even slightly, it felt like your skin was being ripped off. The only thing you could bring yourself to do, was brush your teeth. But even then, that didn’t do much.

“Hey.” You heard a familiar voice say, following a knock at your bedroom door. It was your boyfriend, Jigen.

“Come in.” You said, in a clearly miserable tone. The door handle turned, and Jigen walked in holding a bottle of burn cream.

“Time for your treatment.” He said. You groaned, knowing it was gonna be painful. He helped you sit up, being careful around your burns. After squeezing out some cream, he gentle applied it to them. You hissed in pain, and Jigen mumbled out a small apology.

“The bottle’s almost empty, so Lupin and Goemon left to get some more.” He told you. You hummed, currently in too much pain to form an actual response.

After the treatment was done, Jigen got up from the bed. You could just barely see him hiding a smirk from under his hat. “What’s so funny?” You asked, annoyed.

“Nothin’” He tried to brush it off. But a small glare from you got him to spit it out. “Okay, fine. Your hair’s just a mess. It looks like a birds nest.”

You sighed. “Yeah, I know. I just haven’t been able to take care of it lately. It feels so greasy and gross.”

Jigen hummed. “Hang on a minute.”

You watched as he left the room, curious as to what he was doing. A few moments later, you heard a faucet running from the bathroom. It went on for a minute before stopping. A few more moments later, Jigen returned carrying a large tub of water, with shampoo, conditioner and some towels tucked under his arms.

“Aw, thanks Jigen.” You said. He just smiled, and placed the tub on a tall stool. He moved it to the edge of the bed, and patted the mattress to call you over. You did as he said, with some struggle and pain, laying down with your head hanging off the edge, over the tub.

Jigen grabbed an empty cup from your nightstand, and filled it with the water. “Ready?” He asked. You nodded.

He dumped the water over your hair. It was warm, and felt pleasant, so you closed your eyes. Over and over, Jigen wet your hair until it was completely soaked. After that, the sound of a bottle opening let you know that he was about to wash your hair. The slightly cold sensation of the soap soon followed.

Jigen gave your hair a thorough scrub, leaving no strand unwashed. The feeling of his fingers massaging your scalp relaxed you, to the point where you started to drift off a bit. More water came to rinse off the suds and bubbles, waking you right up.

The conditioner was next. It was the same routine; Jigen massaging the soap into your scalp, then rinsing it all out. Afterwards, he squeezed your hair, getting all the access water out. He then grabbed a towel, and wrapped it around your head.

“Here, lemme help you sit up.” He said. He held the towel in place with one hand, and placed his other on your back, pushing you up.

You were about to thank him, but he suddenly started aggressively rubbing the towel on your head. “Ack! Jigen, hey!” You could hear him chuckle through the sounds of the fabric.

Finally, he released your head. And while you couldn’t see it, you knew your hair was a mess. “Now it probably looks worse than it did before.” You groaned in annoyance.

“Relax man, I’ll take care of that in a second.” Jigen said, then smacked your back playfully, forgetting about your burns. “Oh, sorry.” He apologized after you hissed in pain.

He gathered the soaps and the tub, and left the room with them. You just remained sat on the bed, waiting for him to return. You heard water being dumped out into the bathtub, and moments later, Jigen came back with your hairbrush.

Standing behind you once again, he carefully began undoing the knots in your hair. He started from the very bottom, gently guiding the bristles of the brush through it. Once there were no more tangles, he moved up. This repeated again and again, until he reached the top of your head. At that point, he was able to move the brush completely down your hair without running into a knot.

“Alright, you’re done.” Jigen said, patting your back, gently this time.

You ran your fingers through your hair, feeling its smoothness. It felt amazing to not have it greasy anymore. You could also smell the scent from the soaps, much better than its musty smell from before. “Thanks so much. This feels so much better.”

“Yeah, I bet.” He said. He walked around the bed, so he was in front of you now. He sat next to you, and tilted his hat back a bit. You knew what that meant, so you leaned in just as he did. But right as your lips were about to touch-

“Guys, we’re back. We got your burn cream, (name)-“ Lupin interrupted. His signature, cheeky smirk spread across his face once he saw the scene in front of him. “Ohhh~ well excuse me for interrupting.” He teased.

“Oh piss off, Lupin.” Jigen said, looking around for anything to throw at him.

You laughed, then remembered the hairbrush. You sneakily handed it to Jigen, which he smiled at. With one skillful throw, the brush hit Lupin in the head. “Owww.” He complained. “C’mon guys, I was just teasing.”

Jigen continued arguing, then Goemon eventually came in. “I suggest you all stop acting like children, and like men. Do not make me get out my zantetsuken. I do not wish to yet again cut something worthless.” He threatened.

Everybody stopped. “Anyway uh… thanks Lupin.” You said awkwardly, holding out your hand. Lupin gave you the burn cream, and headed out. Goemon followed.

You could hear Jigen grumbling something about Lupin being annoying, and you smiled. You placed a hand on his shoulder, which made him turn his head. His lips met yours, and you finally got that kiss.

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~~baileypie-writes

[hierophantmeme]

Waterfall Meditation

(Goemon x Reader)

Disclaimer: I am not a writer by any means but I've recently wanted to put some of my ideas out there for fun. I do have some ideas for a second part to this so please let me know if that's something you'd like to see.

Content contains: No y/n, some pet names, reader takes medication, SFW, established relationship (I'm still new to this so please warn me if there is anything I missed)

Reader: Plus-sized, insomniac, female, insecure

Edit: I’m a dumbass. I kept forgetting that it’s in 2nd-person so I kept saying I. I’ve edited now but if I forgot to change any other “I”s to “you”s sorry

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You couldn’t sleep well last night so Goemon let you tag along with him to meditate. You two had been together for quite some time now but he still liked to train and meditate alone. You respected that, so you were all the more grateful that he let you join him today. He insisted that mediating underneath a waterfall would help you relax and hopefully allow you to sleep better that night. You tried to tell him that it was okay and that you could stay behind, but he convinced me. It sounded nice: the rushing water gently massaging all the knots and bunched up nerves on your body, but you still weren’t used to having your boyfriend see your exposed skin. Your worries were assuaged when you brought up this concern with him and he stated in a straightforward tone (while blushing) that you had nothing to fear. He just wanted you to feel better and that your body is only a vessel for your soul, but it’s a vessel that he would cherish nonetheless. Or something like that. That boy talks in riddles and you liked to think that you’ve gotten better at understanding him. 

Upon arriving at the majestic scene of the cascading water, your anxiety returned. You watched him gracefully undress himself and fold his clothes meticulously. You’ve seen him in just his fundoshi before, but no matter how many times you do, it never fails to turn your cheeks as red as a beet. He was gorgeous. He wasn’t exactly muscular like a gym bro, but he was lean and fit. That didn’t matter to you as much as all the scars that adorned his body. There was something about them that mesmerized you. Sure enough, they casted their spell on you and before you realized it, you walked up to him and started caressing a few of them. He turns to look at you and you quickly remove your hands from him.

“I’m so sorry. You’re just so enchanting, Gogo.” You look down in shame.

“Me? No, my beautiful flower, you are”, he places a hand on your cheek and kisses your forehead. “Come now. Let’s get you ready for the meditation. Here, let me help you.”  

He helps you out of your tank top and shorts and now it’s his turn to stare at you in awe. You were wearing a bikini, something you rarely ever wore until the day you and the Lupin family had gone to the beach after a successful heist. 

Fujiko saw you wearing an old t-shirt and shorts and immediately dragged you onto her motorcycle. She took you to the nearest clothing store and had you pick out proper swimwear. Fujicakes bought you the one you liked best but only if you promised her that you wouldn’t be a chicken and finally ask out Goemon because she knew he wouldn’t be the one to make the move first. It had something to do with his “samurai honor” or whatever. You complied with her condition and on that very same day, you confessed your feelings for him. Despite your insecurities with your body and not being as tall or thin as the femme fatale, Fujiko Mine, both her and Goemon didn’t care. She was your friend, and he didn’t see you as anything less due to your weight. He loved you back, not only because of your kind heart but because he genuinely thought you were physically beautiful.

You still didn’t really believe it at times. How could someone like him fall for someone like you, after all? But all of your insecurities went away whenever he kissed you like he did now. It’s not that you needed him to give you worth. You knew that your weight and height had nothing to do with who you really were, it’s just some days were harder on your brain than others. You learned through Fujiko that you didn’t need a man to make you feel validated but she also hyped you up and gave you some surprisingly decent advice on how to navigate a relationship. She reminded you though that even though she helped you, you were still the one that did most of the work. 

And now, you were here at a lovely hidden waterfall with him as your lover. He places a kiss on your hand and then leads you to where you’ll be sitting. Before you sat down, you reached your hand to feel the water.

“DAMMIT GOEMON IT’S FREEZING! How do you stay under here for so long anyway?”

“Clear your mind and even cold can become warm. If you can surpass that obstacle you will be rewarded with the release of the tension in your muscles. It’ll be okay. Don’t forget, I’m here with you.”

Hesitantly, you walk in trying to breathe through the initial sting of the icy feeling of the water, which you soon grew used to. You sat down with your legs crossed still holding onto his hand. As he promised, the water hit all of the spots on your body that held the most tension and it didn’t feel so cold anymore. It truly felt as if all your worries and woes were being washed away to the river in front of you.

“Breathe with me”, he instructed and you did as he said. Your mind was usually racing a million miles per second but for the first time in your life, it was quiet. It felt weird at first but you soon eased into it and all you wanted was to stay here in this moment forever with the love of your life. However, about 15-minutes in (which was more than you thought you would last), you began to grow restless. Goemon notices some movement and opens one eye to see your bouncing your leg. “Are you okay?” he questions.

“Yeah sorry, I’m just not used to sitting still for this long. Is it disturbing you?”

“No, no. I was more worried about you. I thought maybe your anxiety was coming back. Here. Sit in my lap. Maybe that will relax you again,” he suggests with a blush.

I crawl over to where he is and position myself in his lap with my back to him and my legs crossed on top of him. “Am I too heavy?” you ask.

“Darling,” he grabs a hold of both of your hands and rests them on your lap,”I’ve carried boulders that are way heavier than you. You are but a feather in my grasp.”

You squeeze his hand, “I know but let me know if the position gets to uncomfortable, like if you need to shift or extend your legs or something”

“I assure you that I will. Now close your eyes, relax, and breathe with me again.”

This time you can feel his chest rising up and down and your focus shifts to the sensation. You feel protected wrapped in his arms and warm despite the cold water enveloping your skin. You feel at ease and don’t even realize that sleep had at long last welcomed you with open arms. Usually, you had to consume a myriad of different medications prescribed to you to be able to get a few hours of sleep if you were lucky, but this was the first time you fell asleep naturally in a very long time. When you woke up, you were wrapped in a towel and layed down on a futon next to the fireplace in the living room of the gang’s hideout. You looked outside the window and noticed it was still daytime. Maybe you just took a nap for an hour and Goemon decided to finish meditating before you woke up. You sit up and rub your eyes. Just then, Lupin and Jigen walk by.

“Good morning sleepy-head! How is our dear sweetheart feeling today?” he asked with a smile.

“I feel great actually. I feel like I just had the best nap of my life,” you say with a chuckle.

“Nap?” Jigen laughs. “You slept through the whole day! You were knocked out. We were worried you’d gone and turned into sleeping beauty or something.”

“If you did, though. I would’ve given you the true love’s kiss that would wake y- AH! OK, OK, I’LL SHUT UP” Lupin is interrupt by Jigen stepping on his foot.

“Yeah, you’d better. You know if Goemon heard you, he’d slice you into sashimi” Jigen reminds him. 

“Yeah, yeah, I know. It’s just a shame that a beautiful lady’s been taken, but I know I gotta respect my friend. And you, too, dear for that matter. Say, are ya hungry? I made breakfast. Everyone’s already eaten so help yourself to whatever you’d like, OH! And I made the eggs just the way you like them,” Lupin flashes a big smile.

“Thanks, Lup. I know it’s gonna be really yummy.” You scan the room for any sign of my sweetheart. Where’s Gogo?” You ask while getting up.

“He’s out training at his usual spot, but promise me you’ll eat first. You two lovebirds can smooch it up later,” Lupin informs you while wiggling his eyebrows.

“Shut up, we’re not like you and Fuji,” you tease him while throwing a pillow at him. 

“Oh but I bet you will be later,” he says in a sing-song voice. “Jigen, Fujicakes, and I are off to meet an old friend. Goemon doesn’t know them, so he’s staying, and I bet that means you will, too. Especially since you’ll have plenty of time to get frisky and maybe- OW! THE HELL YOU GUYS. WHY AM I GETTING BEAT UP SO MUCH AND ON MY DAY OFF TOO!”

You and Jigen laugh together after he punched him and you threw another pillow except this one was as soft as the first one. 

“It’s cause you’re gross and even if that was true, it’s none of your damn business, ya filthy fool!” You go up to him and ruffle his hair. Before you go into the kitchen, you turn around to face Lupin. “But I know you and Fujiko aren’t gonna stop until you pry the nitty-gritty details from me. Bring me one of those chocolate-matcha flan cakes from that one fancy bakery on your way back and maybe I’ll talk.” 

“Deal! Well Jigen, let’s go before it gets late. Catch ya later, love!”

“See ya!” Jigen says while grabbing his hat.

“Take care you two. And say hi to Fuji for me!” You wave them goodbye and step into the kitchen for breakfast.

[peachyloveswriting]

Hey, I don’t know if you’re still doing this but could I possibly get a reaction to how the Lupin Gang would deal with a crush who joined the gang recently who is small and petite in typical situations. Like the first time they really notice how small, crush was handcuffed to something, they were just sitting there politely not trying to escape, next moment they have no handcuffs and escaped. Their hands slipped right through the handcuffs even on smallest level. If someone asks about that “Did you lock pick?” Crush is like “no. I’m very small” while holding their hand up to emphasise what they mean. They can fit through spaces the men (and Fujiko) can’t get through (can fit through jail cell bars and through holes in walls) ? Flip side: they can’t reach the ceiling or the top shelf. Needs step ladder.?

SLIPPERY SITUATIONS --- Lupin gang

SUMMARY: Drabbles on how the gang would react to small crush

NOTES: This took me such and awfully long time and I apologize.

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Lupin III

The darkness in the small room makes it hard to know where anything is, all you know is your stuck in a crate with Lupin and handcuffed the the wall. The way the metal tugs against your skin rubs your skin raw and red making it hard to adjust any.

"What a chance this must be to be locked here with you." He says with a smile pulling at his lips. Scoffing you push against your thumb with your other hand. "Sure. You're just horny." You claim. He blinks at you before sighing quiet and extending his legs. The room is so small that his feet touch the wall on either side of you. Annoyed, you grunt. A small pop filters through the air and your cuffs clatter to the floor.

Lupin's eyes widen at the sound of your cuffs hitting the floor. Taking your hands from behind you and sitting up you climb into Lupin's lap and begin working away at his cuffs. Your hot breath fans his face as you lean over to get a closer look. "Did you pick the lock?" He questions as he tries to hold his breath to keep his heart beat in check. You hum under your breath.

"No, I didn't." Hearing you say that, Lupin's eyes widen. "Seriously?" He asks.

You nod. The tight sharp feeling on his wrist suddenly falls to the side, cuffs clattering to the floor. A grin tugs at his lips. "I dislocated my thumb and slipped out." You admitted as you say back to find a way out. Just before you could pull any farther away from him Lupin pulls you back by your hips. "You'll have to show me sometime."

Heat blooms across your face in embarrassment. Lifting your hand you slap him before swatting his hands off of you. "Hush slut puppy."

JIGEN

The house is unusually quiet, it's just Jigen, Goemon, and you. Lupin left hours ago to do something, which left the three of you to yourselves for now. With this moment of relaxation, Jigen took the opportunity to lean back in bed and open up a good book. He never gets the opportunity to really sit back and enjoy the moment when lupin's around, he gets to finally let his restless leg relax while he lets his mind wander. He savors moments like these though he never truly relaxes he does get to breathe.

Although Jigen isn't usually the jumpy type, his name being called loudly from somewhere in the house makes him jolt in surprise. It sounded like you, the one person he tried to avoid. He had nothing against you, no. It's just hard for him to function when your around, you make him flustered.

"Yeah?" He sits up calling back out to you and setting his book to the side. He can feel his heart pounding in his chest just hearing your voice. "Can you come here real quick please?" You call back.

Jigen grumbles quietly to himself as he scoots off the bed leaving his book behind and strides into the livingroom. There in direct sight of him, is you standing on a step ladder stretching to reach a box of cereal on the top shelf. He can feel his pride swell in his chest as he sighs, looking down to try and hide his obvious smile. "Need help?" He asks and walks up to you with his hands in his pockets.

You stop trying to reach the box and look down at him with a nod. He finally looks at you from underneath the brim of his hat and lifts his hand to you. "Why don't you step down first?" He offers. You blush at his offer, softly taking his calloused hand into your own and gently stepping off the ladder. Once your off his hand slips from yours and he moves forward grabbing the box with ease. As he turns to hand you the box you smile brightly, he can't help the warm feeling the spreads all over his skin at the sight of your smile.

"Thank you." Stepping forward you lean up onto your tip toes and place a soft kiss on his cheek before walking towards the cabinets. Jigen could have swore he felt his heart stop the moment your skin touched his.

GOEMON

After a long planning period, Lupin decided to use you and Goemon as bait for the cops. Very sadly it worked. Thankfully the others got away without issues but here you say next to the long haired samurai with your back against the cold cement wall. Neither of you spoke for hours, just basking in the silence. This wasn't his or your first time in jail, as a matter of fact you got arrested a lot. This was normal. What wasn't normal was being picked up together.

Goemon wasn't particularly interested in what you were doing, which was pacing the cell and stopping every so often in front of the bars. But something in the way you were eyeing it was irking him, so he watched you.

After a few moments your hands met the cold metal and your turned to the side, slipping right to the outside. Goemon could feel his mouth fall agape. Involuntarily standing he moved towars the bars where he quietly watched you slip away. For a moment he thought you would leave him there before he saw you round the corner with keys in hand.

"You look like you saw a ghost? You okay Goemon?" You ask as you unlink the door you slide it open. Closing his mouth properly he shakes his head and looks away. It seems he doesn't want to say anything.

FUJIKO

Fujiko isn't very surprised that you can squeeze into small spaces and slip from handcuffs, she can too. But what surprised her the most wasn't you're intellect, or your patience, it was your determination to pursue the finished product. You never left without giving something a shot. The most surprised she had ever been was the day you got locked inside of a falled down home.

She and you were trapped in the basement of a collapsed home, of course neither were injured but no one else knew of your predicament. She and you were utterly alone. Sadly without the right equipment the debris couldn't be moved, and you couldn't even get that without a call for help.

She had decided that he's wasn't going to try and escape, claiming that quote "At least I'm dying with the face of someone undeniably gorgeous." Your heart fluttered at her words as she was beautiful herself but you still looked for a way out. There had to be a way. Before the collapse you remember seeing very small windows at the top of the basement walls. Light shine through them giving proof to the outside world. If you could just climb up there, you could get out and call for help.

So you turn to Fujiko. "Will you come over here and hold me on your shoulders?"

She looked up at you bewildered. "What? Why?" You spoke without ever saying another word. Your eyes fell upon the very small windows at the top and her gaze followed yours. Seeing what you were asking she reluctantly made her way over to you.

As you climbed into her shoulders she groaned. "Are you sure you can even fit through that?" She could hear the window being tampered with before you pushed it open. "I mean even I'm not small enough-" she was cut short in surprise, watching your slender body slip through the window and outside.

"Hey don't forget me!" She called out. Peeking back through the window you claimed to get help and disappeared leaving her to think about your exit. She was thoroughly impressed.

[alekthethirdish]

Had a funny idea, Lupgang HC’s for the reader getting kidnapped, them going to rescue Reader only to run into the reader breaking out as they are breaking in. Not cause they didn’t think they would be rescued, just the kidnappers left them the perfect window to escape and why wait?

This took so many rewrites, so I hope this version does your ask justice!

Lupin:

-Lupin has gotten kidnapped himself more times than he can probably count.

-So when you get kidnapped he already knows the signs to look for.

-He's an attentive partner, and always has a hand around you, if he's not directly holding your hand.

-Lupin notices instantly if you're gone.

-Of course he's on top of things, tailing your kidnappers, and planning to reign hell down upon them if they even consider touching a single hair on your head.

-When he sees you climbing out a window two stories up, he can't help but smile.

-Lupin meets you halfway down the building, he needs to make sure that you're alright.

-When you've landed safely on the fire escape that he's standing on, he'll look you over for any injuries before pulling you into his chest.

-"Are you hurt? I swear, if they even touched a hair on your head I'll -"

-"Lupin, I'm fine. They were idiots, they didn't even know how to tie rope. They left me in a room with an open window."

-Once he's sure you're alright, he'll lead the way down to the ground, offering his hand to you along the way.

-For the next week straight, he is peppering you with kisses and showering you with gifts. Anything to help you get your mind off of your kidnapping, even if your snatchers sucked.

-Your kidnappers will have found an empty room and then received a note from Lupin, containing a thinly veiled threat.

Jigen:

-Jigen is fiercely protective of you, after all you're his lover.

-Once he's made aware that you've been kidnapped, either by you just missing, or a ransom note; he will raise hell to get you back safe.

-He's tracked your location down to a building and is prepared to go in, guns blazing, when he sees you calmly walking out of the building.

-At first he's confused, why would they let you walk right out?

-He pulls you into an alley as you pass, intending to ask you how you managed to walk right out; your fist in his face is the greeting he gets.

-When you realize it's Jigen who pulled you aside, you start apologizing profusely for punching him.

-"Are you okay, my love?"

-"I should be the one asking you that."

-"Oh. Yeah, their security was shit, they clearly did not know how to tie someone up."

-Jigen, sure that his nose is okay, brings you into his chest, hugging you tightly.

-"I was worried about you." He admits it so quietly, but you hear it anyway.

-"I'm okay. Honestly I was able to walk right out, one of their guards was sleeping. Seriously, they should consider a new profession. They suck."

-He chuckled at that, wrapping his arm around you tightly, guiding you to the car.

-"Anywhere you want to go, my treat."

-He will spoil you for the next week; Jigen will be silently by your side even more than usual.

Goemon:

-When he finds out that you've been kidnapped he is beyond pissed.

-He is tracking your kidnappers down even before they can think to send a ransom note.

-Goemon is prepared to do anything to get you back safe and sound.

-He has infiltrated the building that you're being kept in when you run into him, quite literally.

-His face is a sea of emotion, going from anger, to shock, to relief.

-He sheathed his Zantetsuken before bringing you into a tight hug.

-"Are you alright? They didn't hurt you, did they?"

-"I'm okay, I promise."

-As soon as Goemon is sure that you are unharmed, he'll lead you out of the building, Zantetsuken drawn just in case.

-When you are far away from the building, he asks, "How did you manage to get away?"

-"They only tied my hands and feet and left me unguarded. Not very smart of them."

-Goemon will stay close by your side until you both return to the hotel or safe house.

-While he's not generally openly affectionate, he will link his arm with yours or hold your hand afterwards. Anything to make sure you aren't going anywhere.

-"I am glad you are unharmed, I was worried for your safety."

-Goemon will take you up to the mountains as a way to distract and distance the both of you from what happened.