#rei amayado scenarios

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Rei smirked, going to wrap an arm around Ramuda's shoulders. ❝You doing alright, pumpkin?❞ Ah so it begins.

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"Get your fucking arm off me."

... Is what Ramuda wishes he could say, vividly imagining a scenario where he kicks Amayado between the legs as hard as he can. Alas, he has to put that dream down for another time.

Instead, he smiles, bright and sugary as he always presents himself. He even (blegh) leans in (blegh) against Amayado in answer (blegh).

"Of course~!" He chirps, fluttering his eyes. "When am I not~?"

[pillow-anime-talk]

daddy, please.

synopsis: “Hey, daddy. I have a little surprise for you.”

# tags: headcanons + scenarios; current relationships & crush culture & sponsorship; romance; smut; nsfw

warnings: mention of sex and sexual activities, daddy kink, size kink, lingerie, pet names & more

includes: female reader ft. rei amayado, hitoya amaguni & jakurai jinguji {hypmic}

author’s note: let’s fucking gooooo!!! here are my wet thoughts and dreams 😳🤚 don’t judge me, pls.

— REI

↘ You met each other at one night when Sasara took Rei and Rosho to a small but very nice bar on the outskirts of the city. Of course, the green-haired twenty-six-year-old praised the local alcohol and service earlier, so his two friends had no choice but to agree to a few drinks and many hours of talks about their group, work or other life difficulties.

↘ Then you appeared in front of three men as an extremely enchanting and full of smile barmaid; you charmed two new guests. Two, because you knew the leader of Dotsuitare Hompo for several days by served him the best and strongest alcohols and small starters. So now, everyone was delighted with you, which is why they showed up at your bar more and more. Rei himself was there practically every day, and you quickly got used to the presence of his deep voice, the same orders and nice, sometimes confident compliments or small gifts that were of unknown origin.

↘ You couldn’t hide that his person also interested you indescribably. He was so damn handsome, and literally no one of your age could compare to his extravagant outfits, silly smirk or the way he held a cigarette between his long fingers.

↘ And when one day he brushed a few stray hairs from your pretty face and tied them up with a golden hairpin – or rather another, new present for you – your cheeks were never as red as at that moment.

↘ Of course, he was much older than you, but it didn’t make you feel bad; how could you feel like this when Rei often walked you home or just asked about how you were doing in college and work? The fact that the bar was practically empty that evening resulted in an honest, lengthy conversation in which you admitted that you have a hard time trying to reconcile so many things at once. You didn’t want to be a ‘victim’, but you admitted that your parents rarely helped you, so you lived and supported yourself completely alone.

↘ Rei thought it was a good time to offer you some help; he asked if you would like to ‘work’ for him, so you could earn more while not overworking your body like you would when you were a barmaid or waitress. This proposition caught your interest, so you nodded, still ruddy on your both cheeks. Meanwhile, Rei took off his sunglasses, making eye contact with you; his orbs were more than mesmerizing.

↘ “... I’m a little old now and well... Wouldn’t you just like to come live with me and spend your free time with me? I must admit that having such a cute doll would be really worth coming home every night.”

↘ You would be an idiot if you didn’t agree to the offer of the man you liked from the first appearance at the bar, where he always ordered golden whiskey or bourbon.

↘ In addition, the gifts you got from him... were so wonderful and always suited your taste, so you were curious what else the older conman could give you.

↘ As it turned out, entering into this seemingly innocent relationship with the dark-haired one was the best thing you could have had.

*:･ﾟ✧*

Rei always came home around eleven at night, and you were always waiting for him patiently; sometimes with a good book in hand and sometimes with a glass of wine, relaxing in front of your favorite series or movie. On that day, however, you wanted to surprise him pleasantly and thank him for the last few weeks during which you lived as you never dreamed of before; after all, you could use his money and credit cards, his whole house, his cars, his everything without worrying about anything but your own studies, which you still attended.

Therefore, covered with a delicate, white bathrobe that showed through your lace lingerie, you waited for the arrival of your lover. You knew that he would bring you a gift as every day – a watch, new shoes, a bracelet or an invitation to the SPA, that’s why you wanted to pay him back this evening, obviously with your tiny, magnificent body marked with countless bites, bruises and colorful marks.

When you heard the sound of the key and the door opening, your legs tightened and you felt a feeling of uncertainty in your heart, but also of great exhilaration. You quickly got up from the black, leather couch and then moved towards the hall to greet the black-haired man. Your tender voice reached Rei’s ears, who turned to you with his signature smirk. However, seeing your current outfit, his facial expressions changed immediately. Still, this didn’t demotivate you before your next step.

“Hi, daddy, I’ve been waiting for you. Do you want to spend some time with me, please?” Looking innocently at him and flapping your eyelashes you instantly made his pants tight. A second later, he approached you, not caring about his favorite hat fell on the wooden floor.

“You look as beautiful as always, my pretty doll.” He said in a warm tone of voice, cupping your soft face with his big, right hand. His strong grip on your cheeks caused big and hot blush. “I didn’t expect you to call me that. It’s quite brave, don’t you think?”

“You don’t like it, daddy? Should I speak to you differently? By your first name or something else?”

“No. Of course that I like it. You don’t even know how much I like it, doll. I’m so fucking hard thanks to you, you know? So what are you going to do with it now, baby?” He asked, sticking his thumb in your wet mouth. You politely sucked his finger, still staring into his glowing with excitement eyes.

Your hand, in meantime, found a bulge on the white fabric, causing a low hiss from the forty-six-year-old.

“I want to make my daddy feel good, so... can I sit on you, daddy? I want your fat dick in my little pussy, daddy. I was polite, I swear by my little finger.”

Of course you were. 

Rei had no doubts about it, so he willingly gave you everything you wished for tonight; all he wanted in return was for you to keep calling him by that lascivious phrase, because... well, well, well. It turned out that he had a huge kink for it.

— HITOYA

↘ Your first meeting was in a sense accidental, but at the same time it wasn’t something unusual or unimaginable; sooner or later you would meet your little brother’s two best friends, and that it happened faster than you thought, it’s just a funny twist of fate.

↘ Jyushi on that sunny day asked you to bring him lunch to the place indicated in the text message. Knowing that he would be as always spending time with the two men he often told you about, you decided to make dinner for all of them. So you prepared three large bentos filled with white rice, fried chicken, broccoli and in each plastic wrapper you put a small chocolate cupcake, because you baked a large amount of them the day before. You also got them something to drink, in this case it was iced, peach tea in a bottles. Ready, you could meet with your two years younger brother and his friends from the rap team.

↘ Kuko liked you right away. He had a lot of respect for you because you were a year older than him, but he was also eager to joke that you were completely unlike your siblings; you were much shorter, a little calmer and more open to new friends. You shrugged with amusement at this sentence, in meantime trying to calm your brother, who blushed furiously on both cheeks and the tips of his ears.

↘ On the other hand, Hitoya was watching you closely; maybe he did it because of his lawyer work, but he couldn’t hide the fact that it was nice to watch your gentle smile, your reddish face and how you took care of your brother and also of the second, younger than you teenager.

↘ Over time, the thirty-five-year-old noticed how tired you seemed to be because of working, studying, cleaning the house, making lunch or shopping. Of course, every time a man politely asked you if you were feeling well, you assured him that yes, you were fine and it was just bad weather or atmospheric pressure. But, oops. You couldn’t cover the bags under your eyes and pale skin with even the best cosmetics.

↘ “Let me take care of you, okay?” It was an innocent request that slowly turned into something more. Naturally, at first Hitoya just offered you mental support and money to pay fee for an apartment and shopping. But then, his hands started rubbing your tense back and more and more invisible traces of sweet kisses appeared on your forehead.

↘ You didn’t even notice when you started looking at a handsome lawyer as a potential partner, and when your heart was beating much faster when you had the opportunity to call him or read the messages he sent you.

↘ You confessed your feelings to him first because you couldn’t stand the rising warmth in your heart when an older man took you on his lap or when he brought home your favorite junk food and wine to celebrate your passed exams or his own, successful trials. He spoiled you so badly and thanks to this you finally felt appreciated and felt what you have been missing over the years, and it was a feeling of indescribable protection and loyalty.

↘ You wondered how you should thank for all of this because you had nothing to offer but yourself.

*:･ﾟ✧*

It was a stupid thought that had haunted you from the last week. Last Wednesday you read an erotic book in which the main, female character called her partner ‘master’ and it was something new for you, something very interesting. However, the word ‘master’ itself wasn’t as encouraging as ‘owner’ or ‘daddy’, which was definitely more suited to the delicate personality and sense of safety that Hitoya gave you from the beginning of your relationship. That’s why you’ve read a few articles on role-playing in bed, and you had to admit that the thought of calling your man ‘daddy’ made a strange feeling of warmth and wet between your legs. You had to take a few deep breaths when you ordered on Tuesday afternoon a pretty, slightly pink lingerie that your lover would definitely like.

Three days later, on Friday, when Hitoya was at work, you at the same time were preparing your whole body and mind for what should be coming around 8pm. You took a relaxing bath, you used a goat’s milk lotion, you loosened your muscles with one glass of dry red wine, and created a sensual playlist with songs that were more than perfect for night with your beloved one.

At twenty minutes past eight you heard the characteristic clatter of shoes in the hall, and your arms tensed slightly in anticipation of your lover; but still, you were still sitting politely on the bed. Your body was surrounded by a delicate lace, and you also hung a cute collar with a metal heart around your colorful neck. You heard Hitoya pacing around the kitchen, living room and bathroom, less than a quarter of an hour later the door to your enormous bedroom opened and you looked shyly at the man who stood with a brown towel wrapped around his thin waist. Seeing you, his left eyebrow lifted and a small smirk appeared on his front.

“Oi, oi?”

“Surprise?” You looked hesitantly into his light green eyes, and then your face flushed at the sight of the towel under which an huge erection began to form. “I... I just wanted to give you some joy as a thank you for what you do for me all the time... daddy.”

Hearing how sweet you pronounce the last word, your partner’s smile only widened. Slowly, but confidently, he moved towards the king sized bed, and as he sat down next to you, his hand was immediately on your smooth, pouty cheek.

“Just being here with me is joy enough for me, darling. But thank you for dressing up so gorgeous for me. Daddy is very, very happy.” You breathed a sigh of relief to hear that the two of you are playing the same game.

“So... could you please lie down, daddy?” You asked softly, and your loved one’s hand moved much lower to your waist, and then to your hot thigh as well. He squeezed the skin lightly and you sighed with satisfaction. “I... Umm...”

“I know you probably wanted to please me tonight, but... But when I look at you, my pretty one, I can’t let you do that. I prefer to take care of you, so will you let me do it?” The warm look that was sent to you from the older man made you jump slightly, nodding your head. “Good girl. Open your legs for your daddy, dear.”

— JAKURAI

↘ You started working in a hospital as part of extra-curricular activities at your university. You quickly liked all the staff, and your warm, even captivating personality added joy to everyone in the building; doctors, other nurses and patients, especially children who considered you ‘super onee-chan’. So Jakurai was no exception and was very eager to answer all your curious questions, as well as the gentle smiles you would send him whenever you passed each other in a bright hallway or doorway, when you finished or started work at the same time and shift.

↘ Sometimes he also helped you with the material for your classes, so that you would get even better grades and join the work in the hospital permanently.

↘ Jakurai liked you a lot, maybe a little more than ‘a lot’, because the fact was that he cared very much about your well-being and whether you were feeling well in the hospital, in your clothes, in your office. He has always asked you how your day or night has been, if you have anything to eat or drink, when you finish your work that day or if you are staying overtime, and even if you want him to walk you home or go with you to the store for shopping. You were totally and irreversibly charmed by it, but you didn’t think that something more would come out of your relation. So you continued to act as before, just thinking it was his natural behavior towards younger women.

↘ But then Jakurai tried to change your job position and you became his assistant who spent more time with him than before. So you talked even more lively and longer than normal, and sometimes after work, if you both had some free time, you would go for a walk to talk about something more peaceful and down-to-earth; about your favorite types of teas or coffees, about the countries you visited, about your favorite music, even about the worst alcoholic drinks you have had the opportunity to try in your lifetime.

↘ With the passing of time, you started going to your apartments on weekends to watch a random movie, cook dinner or bake a cake together. From time to time, if the weather was good, the thirty-five-years-old also took you to the lake and thus shared his passion for fishing with you. You felt really special with the thought that you were the only girl in his environment who could and was so close to him.

↘ The fact that he would sometimes buy you small gifts such as jewelry, science books, or pay for your shopping at the gallery was an added bonus of being able to feel like someone really, like really special to him.

↘ And at the same moment, you felt indescribably safe in his company – Jakurai was unusually tall compared to you, and his soft, warm hands perfectly suited to your small head or tiny body that he stroked every time you did something right or when you passed another exam in a row. He was a bit like an older brother, supportive father, vacation/summer lover, and longtime partner. You have never felt so loved and respected as with him.

↘ That’s why one evening, when you were spending time at your home cooking Italian pasta (it was his idea, btw!), you didn’t notice at what point your attention was shifted from arranging plates and cutlery to his handsome face and focused eyes that looked at the boiling sauce. He was definitely perfect in every way, both inside and outside, and you would be really pathetic not to admit that you had crush on him... or even you were in love with him. Naturally, your staring at his body didn’t go unnoticed. Jakurai chuckled under his breath as his head turned towards you.

↘ “Do you like what you see?”

↘ “Yes, daddy.”

↘ You turned pale and panicked when you understood what you said.

↘ However, Jakurai didn’t seem to be angry, disappointed or disgusted with you. On the contrary. The man turned off the cooking red sauce, improved the locks of hair falling on his pale face, then moved away from the burners, walking towards you. You automatically stepped back, of course, but when his smooth hand was on your cheek, you knew you could still feel safe and valuable with him.

*:･ﾟ✧*

“... So you like talking to men like that?”

“N-No, I don’t know what got into me, really. It was the first time in my life...! You’re just so nice to me, you always buy me so many things and I... I don’t know. If it was uncomfortable for you, I’m so terribly sorry and I promi...” You started, feeling again that what you did wasn’t quite right, but at some point Jakurai put his long, index finger to your soft mouth and you calmed down immediately, looking up into his warm, understanding and gentle amusement, blue eyes.

“I didn’t say it bothered me. Why don’t we talk about it on the sofa?” The low voice reached your ears one more time, and you nodded hesitantly.

You wanted to sit on your regular place next to the fluffy, gray pillow, but the man frowned as he patted his both, huge thighs. You blushed immediately, but obediently took your seat next to his crotch. You could swear he was already hard, that’s why your pussy got wet.

“I have long wondered if you like me any different than as a coworker and friend. Because you see, kitten, I personally thought of you more than you might think.” He smiled slightly and you bit your lower, sweet lip between your teeth, nodding your head once again in confirmation of his words.

It took a while to get your mind ready to answer, but after a few longer seconds you turned your head towards a calm and masculine face, admitted that you also thought about him and about whether he will accept your feelings, if you ever confess them. Your pinkish cheeks and glowing eyes were by far the most wonderful thing Dr. Jinguji had ever seen. So he was the first to take your heated left cheek, then close his own eyes, pressing his lips to yours. His free, other hand moved to your right thigh and squeezed the soft skin covered with the fabric of a skirt. A few moments later, you moaned as warm fingers touched your cool skin. Jakurai lost his mind.

“Have you ever touched yourself while you thinking of me, princess?”

“I... Well, I...” You moved away from his mouth, and then you felt your ears and the tip of your nose burn with shame and delight. “Yes, daddy. Three times. B-But my fingers were never enough. I prefer your cock, daddy. It certainly is fat and big, and perfect for my little pussy that has never be fucked by such a mature and gorgeous man.”

“Oh, my love. Daddy’s cock will definitely be perfect for you.” His hands passed under the light blue fabric of your clothes, and after a short while, picked up the colored material. “Hmm. I feel that this situation was planned. Am I wrong?” He stated by touching his finger to your still wet slit, which was covered with white lace. You blushed once more, but you didn’t have a chance to respond to that remark, because your lips again tasted the lips of a man fourteen years older than you who after a quick moment laid your fragile body on the dark couch.

[hypmic-writings]

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Day 13/25 -  Rei Amayado  

Pairing: Rei x reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None

Word Count: 462

Quote/AU: Snuggling by the Fireplace

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“Rei, come on,” you whined from the living room, willing your boyfriend to come back into the room. Although he had only been gone a few minutes, his absence already felt too long. “It’s getting cold,” you lied, pouting as you watched Rei enter the room with two drinks in his hands.

“I find that hard to believe considering you’re sitting right in front of the fireplace,” he mused, setting the tray of drinks beside you.

He sank down to the floor with a groan, getting comfortable on the sheet spread out on the ground. The fireplace crackled gently in front of you, warming you up as you gazed into the flames. It was one of the coldest days of the winter, and you were more than happy to spend the day inside with Rei rather than having him run around the city doing errands for god knows who.

“Well, it’s true, now scoot close to me,” you pouted, bringing the edge of the blanket to wrap around Rei, effectively trapping him with you. “Now you’re stuck with me,” you smiled, moving in closer to him. You wrapped an arm around him, barely able to wrap yourself around his large frame.

“Mmm? That’s not a bad idea at all,” Rei hummed. “I wouldn’t mind being stuck here with you for a bit. Don’t have anywhere else to go, do I?” he added with a smirk.

You could hear his low voice grumbling in his chest as you snuggled into him, feeling the warmth of his body as you rested your head against him. The neckline of his shirt was rather low and you could feel the hot skin of his chest against your now-burning cheek as you sighed happily.

“You better not leave again,” you mumbled into his shirt. You could hear him chuckle, your head slowly moving in time with his breaths, and you smiled gently, looking up at him. “I’m serious,” you said, bringing a finger to draw along his jawline.

Rei gently caught your hand in his own and brought it to his lips, kissing the back of it and giving you the softest smile you had ever seen him give before. It was rare to get such calm, peaceful moments with Rei. It was always so hard to allow him to let his guard down, that you had to relish the moments when you were successful in getting him to open up to you.

“I’m not planning on leaving any time soon, pet,” he hummed, winking down at you and making you chuckle happily. You could feel Rei’s hands coming down to gently pet your head, and you closed your eyes, allowing him to soothe you.

“Good. I want to stay like this just a little while longer.”

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

[hypnomicimagines]

Wordless Ways to Say ‘I Love You’ [Amayado Rei]

4. Making their favorite meal when they are having a hard day.

When was the last time he had to do something so domestic?

Rei, after letting himself inside of your home by searching for the key hidden carefully under a potted plant, looked at your kitchen with a blank expression. Even back in the day he had never been much for cooking despite knowing how to do it, truly exemplifying his bachelor lifestyle by how he doesn’t exactly recognize most of the gadgets in your kitchen. He knows a few of the regular ones though, enough to make a semi-edible meal at least. He was a man of science and what is a science experiment if not a non-edible cooking project? Enough spinning excuses, with a look of pure concentration on his face he went to work.

Rei liked to tease that you’d never notice if someone broke into your home, and you liked to think you had some grounds to stand on when you said of course you would notice, but it seemed he was in the right on that one. When you first stumbled into your home you don’t notice anything is amiss, quickly tossing your shoes to the side and trudging through like you were heading to a second job. You were dreading the thought of having to stand longer than you already had been, practically ready to crawl across your floor if it meant getting off your feet. The day had been so stressful not just physically but mentally as well, to the point you didn’t even want to do the fun things you normally did once you were done at work.

Eating came first. Maybe some takeout?

As you passed your kitchen you had a brief moment of fear, wondering if you had accidentally left something out all day which was causing the delicious smell that was beckoning you closer. Realizing it would likely not smell this good if you had done such a thing you’re left to wonder where exactly the smell is coming from, because surely it couldn’t be your humble abode producing it. Perhaps a neighbor…? You’re stunned when you’re hit with the full force of your favorite meal as you enter your kitchen, eyes widening to see a tall man standing at the stove with his back turned to you. You would’ve reacted with more distress if you didn’t recognize the gaudy fur coat that was still on his shoulders (even as he cooked), knowing there was only one man it could belong to.

“What are you doing in my house?!”

Rei turned to you with his trademark smirk, seeming amused that you had gone on the attack immediately. He motioned towards a seat at your table and you had the inclination to protest, there was just something about him that made you want to argue until your throat was hoarse. But you were far too tired to do so today and with your question left unanswered you sat yourself down, looking at the bowls adorning the table with various goods in them. They weren’t overly complicated recipes but that was exactly why they were your favorite, carefully sliding a bowl towards yourself and picking through it with your fingers while Rei’s back was turned again.

“Don’t you have any manners?” He asked as he glanced over his shoulder, seeing you retract your hand like a kid who just got caught in the cookie jar. “Shouldn’t you wait for your guest to sit down with you to eat?”

“We’re not about to talk about manners here, sir.” You know he’s mostly joking, Rei hardly tried to control you in any sense of the word, at least not noticeably. He was being caring all things considered since he was making you a dinner that you would very much have not made yourself, not tonight at least. Was it a sixth sense of his that summoned him here today, just knowing that you needed a helping hand? He had hardly made himself so available before, so what had changed?

Also, since when could he cook?

“Every day it feels like there’s a new surprise with you…” You sighed, resting your chin in your palm as you watched him.

“That’s how I keep you interested.” He grinned as he looked back at you again, “I’m just trying to show you what a perfect little househusband I can be.”

“Now that I’ll believe when I see it.”

[nanamisflowerfield]

Scenario/Drabble Headcanon Requests 💮 Yandere 🩸

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🎧 Ichiro Yamada

Sleeping on their bed, while wearing their clothes (Ichiro, Samatoki, Jyuto)💮

⚽ Jiro Yamada

📱 Saburo Yamada

🐺 Samatoki Aohitsugi

Sleeping on their bed, while wearing their clothes (Ichiro, Samatoki, Jyuto)💮

Shy sibling💮

🚨 Jyuto Iruma

Sleeping on their bed, while wearing their clothes (Ichiro, Samatoki, Jyuto)💮

"I-I-I wasn't drawing you! Don't stare at it." 💮

💣 Rio Mason Busujima

🍭 Ramuda Amemura

�� Gentaro Yumeno

🎲 Dice Arisugawa

🩺 Jakurai Jinguji

“I don‘t have a fever! I am blushing! I mean… I have a fever… Forget what I said.” 💮

Dating 💮

💛 Hifumi Izanami

🖨️ Doppo Kannonzaka

🎭 Sasara Nurude

👓 Rosho Tsutsujimori

💵 Rei Amayado

⛩️ Kuko Harai

C, I, V, Z (fluff alphabet)💮

🧸 Jyushi Aimono

⚖️ Hitoya Amaguni

🎙️ Otome Tohoten

💎 Ichijiku Kadenokoji

🌼 Nemu Aohitsugi

[fluffypeachwriting]

I like rie, he can step on me and I'll thank him😂. Can you do a scenario where his fem so found a picture of his ex wife who looked exactly like her and she thinks rie is dating her because of it, make it angst if you can, when i imagined it, it was the worst thing ever to happen to anyone

I love Rei appreciators, you guys are too good  (´ ∀ ` *) I really want to know more about him and mama yamada!!! I’m not great at writing angst, so hopefully this lives up to your expectations, anon! 

This would be a pretty bad position to be in  (`ー´)

It was a quiet summer evening, and you were in the middle of doing some much-needed housekeeping. Since you and Rei had moved in together, the chores had been forgotten in lieu of the excitement, as responsible as you usually were. With a chunk of free time suddenly falling into your lap, you picked up the slack and wanted to get your home base in better shape.

You would normally be working right now, but with some Rei magic (money), you had been given the opportunity to quit and find something better suited to your own likes and needs. From just looking at him, you could never really guess that Rei had a kind heart, though your time spent together as a couple had only gone to show that deep down, he did care about the people he loved.

In the meantime, you didn’t mind doing a few extra chores. You thought of it as a kind of payback for the favour. Rei had joked about it a few times, saying that you were just like a housewife. He enjoyed coming home to your smiling face and warm embrace. Little did he know, that on this particular day, you would be far from smiling.

While sorting through some old boxes, you had stumbled upon a photo album that you had never seen before. It was small, so each ‘page’ inside would only fit one average sized photo. Of course, you assumed it would be Rei’s, but the family name written on the cover wasn’t Amayado.

Out of respect for his privacy, you considered just putting the photo album back, and forgetting that you ever saw it. However, you knew that you wouldn’t gather the courage to ask him what the hell was up with having another family’s photo’s in his possession. It could just belong to another relative or a close friend, after all.

You anxiously tapped on the cover as the seconds ticked by. Rei should be home within the hour. If you put it away now, it would only be sitting at the bottom of a cupboard, waiting to be looked at. You could already feel the curiosity begin to eat away at you.

Thinking that a quick look wouldn’t hurt, you turned over the cover. As you did so, a thought crossed your mind: Why is this the only thing in the box with no dust on it?

The first photo was one of a young Rei, probably in his mid-twenties. The little date in the corner of the photo confirmed this. Your eyebrows raised involuntarily – he’d aged like a fine wine for sure, but he was always a pleasant sight to see. In this photo he was bright eyed and bushy-tailed, standing with his back straight as he held something. Looking closer, you saw that it was a university diploma, though you couldn’t see what it was for.

You flipped the page to find a photo dated a few years later. On the other page, a small piece of card slipped out and fell onto the floor. It was neglected as you sat frozen in disbelief. In the photo, Rei was sitting in some garden, with his arm around a woman, who seemed around the same age as him. Rei had confided in you that he had been married, a long time ago, but he seemed reluctant to go into the details of what happened to her.

Maybe it’s just a coincidence, you quietly told yourself. Your eyes scanned the woman over and over.

She had soft eyes, like she could comfort you through the photo itself. She wore her hair in a loose bun, like she had just got herself ready to do some cleaning. Her hands were holding up heart signs, and Rei was clumsily attempting to copy her. An oversized sweater covered part of her hands, making her look that much softer.

Rei had previously remarked on how soft your expression was when you were around him. He also liked it when you wore your hair up, but not too tight. One time when you were out, Rei mentioned that if you were ever too far away to call out to him verbally, then you could hold up a heart sign to tell him you were okay. On particularly cold nights, Rei loved to hold you close while you were wearing oversized sweaters and hoodies, so you made sure to always have some in your wardrobe.

You found your brow furrowed tight and you breathing getting shallower by the second. It wasn’t the woman that angered you, it was how similar she was to yourself.

Was Rei only thinking of you as a replacement? Whether he intended to or not, you could easily conclude that he was using your relationship to fill the hole in his hear that his ex-wife left.

The click of the door was like your call to action – you left the box open on the floor and stormed over to where Rei was announcing his arrival home. You didn’t reply, instead you forced him to look at the photo. His typically confident posture was gone in an instant.

You wanted to ask him what the deal was, but the words got caught in your throat and everything you needed to say choked you up.

Rei understood you perfectly, however, as he was showing signs of being rattled too.

You didn’t want an apology – which Rei was insistent of giving you – you wanted him to explain why he let this happen, or why he hid this from you for so long.

He tried to say that it was just a coincidence after all, and that it was just one picture. Before he could finish asking if you wanted to see other pictures of her, he stopped himself, but that did him no favours.

What else was he hiding, right when the truth was only beginning to come out?

You demanded him to tell the truth, and croaked out that keeping things like this from you wouldn’t help anyone. If he had explained earlier, when your relationship was starting to become long-term, then maybe it would have been an easier discussion to have. Rei always had something to hide – he was never entirely clear on what he did for a living, but he promised that he wasn’t hurting anyone. Sometimes he came back much later than he had told you, long after you would have finished cleaning the place and doing other chores. Was he just using you to be another housewife?

You relayed all of these feelings through sobs of frustration. When Rei opened his arms to let your cry on his shoulder, you stepped back. He had had plenty of time to open up, and you never found a problem with him doing so before. It was rare that Rei showed vulnerability before, and you never expected a photo to be his biggest weakness. You weakly smacked away the hand he held out, leaving him to keep his head hung low in shame.

The sweater you wore was thrown to the ground and you let your hair down, crying to out to Rei, asking him if he could still love you, looking like yourself. He told you what you expected, saying that of course he still loved you, and of course he had no hidden intent. Him saying that you appeal to him wearing a particular thing was only a coincidence.

Enough of coincidences, you demanded.

You turned and went back to the box. The photo album shook with your hand as you tried to place it back on top of everything else. While trying not to think about how many times Rei could have looked through the album behind your back, you picked up the card that fell out earlier, ignoring the fuzzy black and white picture on it, then shoved it back into the album and packed the album away. You pushed the box into Rei’s arms. If he wanted to keep secrets, then they could stay with him.

And they would continue to stay with him while he stared at the door you slammed in his face.

[hypmic-writings]

Hiii, i have waiting so long to request, can you please do angst senario with Rie after his female so discovers that she looks like his ex wife and this is might be the reason why he's in love with her. Bonus for you if you could make me cry 😭😭, thank you 🌹

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Pairing: Rei Amayado x fem!reader

Genre: Angsty Angst

Warnings: Mentions of death (Rei's ex-wife)

Word Count: 2,079

,A/N: Okay, this one was definitely tough to write, but I absolutely loved fleshing it out! I actually kind of felt bad for Rei at the end, but I love writing some good old-fashioned angst every now and again. Hope you enjoy and that this managed to make you cry~

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You sighed happily as you leaned into Rei’s shoulder, humming lightly as he placed his arm on your thigh and kissed the top of your head. The window was open and you could feel the slight breeze come in, cool against your heated skin. The smell of summer filled the air and you could barely hear the buzz of the fan over the news playing on the TV.

“Alright, baby,” Rei said, patting your thigh gently. “I gotta go meet up with a client for a coffee, but I’ll be back in a few hours. Don’t miss me too much,” he added, winking at you before pressing his lips against yours.

“I’ll be fine,” you replied, rolling your eyes, but giving him a loving smile.

You watched him rise from the sofa and grab his jacket, calling out a ‘take care’ as you heard the front door close behind him. It felt a little cooler in the room without Rei by your side to hold on to, but you weren’t bothered, and took the opportunity to stretch out your legs on the couch, shifting around to get a bit more comfortable.

Deciding that it was better to make your afternoon tea now rather than later, you threw off the blanket that had been draped loosely around you and slid off the couch. As you did, you heard a soft thump against the rug and you turned to find a wallet lying on the ground.

“Damn,” you mumbled, realizing that Rei had forgotten his wallet at home. You debated opening it for a minute, but then decided that a wallet was far less personal than a phone, and that Rei wouldn’t care if you looked through it or not.

The leather binding was frayed slightly, but that was the only indication that the wallet had been used at all, otherwise it was clearly well taken care of. You flipped aimlessly through the cards, stopping every now and then to ‘ooh’ at any particular gift card or membership card. There were a few that you couldn’t tell what the membership was for, but you knew better than to ask Rei questions about his private life.

You had almost finished looking through the wallet when you saw a small picture poking out from behind his driver’s license. Immediately, your curiosity was piqued as you pulled out the small, folded up photo and opened it.

It was a picture of you.

After briefly glancing at the picture, you bit your lip and nodded. A small giggle escaped your lips, and you couldn’t help but feel like a little schoolgirl with a teenage crush who had just found out he kept her picture in his wallet. Glancing back down at the picture, you were about to fold it and put it away, when you suddenly paused.

Something was wrong.

Your eyebrows furrowed as you held the picture closer to your face, looking at every little detail of the blurry portrait. Was this really a photo of you? The woman in the photo looked almost identical to you, but there was something…off. Her nose was just slightly smaller than yours, and her lips just slightly more curved. Her eyes too, just a shade lighter than your own and you found yourself catching your breath.

This wasn’t a picture of you at all.

No, you had never been to this place. The woman in the photo was posing against a beautiful waterfall that looked completely foreign to you in clothing that you had never owned.

You felt a lurch in your stomach as you realized you were staring at a photo of a stranger. The pounding in your chest was getting louder and you had to sit back down on the couch to collect yourself. Your head felt light and you internally cursed yourself for not making lunch earlier, because you weren’t sure you could eat anything anymore, already feeling sick to your stomach.

The photograph was still trembling in your hands ever so slightly as you slowly turned it over between your fingers. There was writing at the bottom of the back of the photo, just as you had expected, and before you knew what you were doing, you were reading the script which was loopy and neat.

‘To my darling husband – the world may keep us apart…but our love will always come back stronger’

It was as though time had stopped as you read the words over once, then again, and then a third time. The picture was now shaking in your hand as you realized the identity of the woman in the photograph. You had always known Rei had been married previously, but he never liked to speak about it and you had never pushed him to do so. You knew how painful drudging up old memories could be, and the last thing you wanted to do was bring up more pain for him.

Apparently, Rei didn’t share those same concerns for you.

This had been his wife. This woman that had been so clearly in love with him as the words implied, and that he must have loved back. After all, if it had been a divorce or a messy breakup, there’s no reason he would have kept her photo.

No, Rei very clearly still had feelings for this woman. That alone was something you could forgive – Perhaps she had passed away when she was younger, or maybe there was an accident. You would never know his circumstances, nor would you ever blame him for continuing a woman that was no longer in his life. That wasn’t the part that hurt you.

You had her face.

You looked so similar to her, that you had thought a photo of his ex-wife had been a photo of you. It wasn’t a distant similarity either – the two of you could easily be twins. The thought made it hard to breathe, and you could feel the familiar sting of hot prickly tears behind your eyes.

Was this just another part of Rei that you would never understand? Would this be something he would shove to the side and never quite explain to you completely? And most importantly, why would Rei not tell you about his wife before, especially if the two of you looked eerily similar?

And that’s when it dawned on you. It was because the two of you were identical.

Your thoughts were interrupted rather abruptly by the front door opening.

“Ah, sorry, darling. I forgot my wallet.”

Rei’s voice sounded distant and soft, and you were still frozen at your seat on the couch as he walked over to you. Your hands were still clutching the photograph tightly and your breathing was far more rapid than comfortable.

“Y/N?” Rei asked as he stood in front of you. He noticed that you were looking at something and when he leaned over to see what it was, he let out a sigh. “Where did you get that?” he asked, slowly reaching out for you hand.

Immediately you came back to reality as you pulled the photo away from his hands and towards your chest, staring up at him with wide eyes. Your heart was still pounding away, and you knew that if you tried to speak you would start to cry, cussing yourself internally for being an angry crier.

“That’s all you have to say?” you asked, nearly breathless as your voice cracked.

“Y/N, please – ” Rei began, but you scooted away from him, shaking your head as you cut him off.

“No, stop,” you commanded, holding up the photo so that Rei could see. “This is her, isn’t it? This is your ex-wife who you absolutely refuse to talk about under any circumstance,” you said, shakily.

Rei opened his mouth for a moment, but then closed it, trying to find the right words to explain himself, but you didn’t want to hear it. You didn’t want to hear anything. Your mind was moving at a million miles an hour, and you had too much to say, so Rei didn’t have to speak. He could just listen.

“I understand that you need privacy, Rei, we all do, but this is…this is insane,” you chuckled dryly.

“If I could just – ”

“I LOOK LIKE YOUR DEAD WIFE!” you shouted, surprising yourself with how harsh your tone was. Rei immediately took a step back, and you clenched your fist in frustration. The tears were beginning to build faster and you knew that it wasn’t long before you broke down.

“Is that all I am to you?” you asked, weakly. “A replacement for her? You’re always bragging about your ability to find anyone or doanything. Is that what you did? Did you go out looking for someone who looked like her so that you could bring me here and pretend like she was still here?” you asked, the questions flooding out of you faster than you could catch your breath.

Doubts and worries were bubbling inside of you as you realized that your entire relationship was built on a lie.

“You planned this,” you whispered, eyes growing wide with realization.

“What are you…” Rei started, staring at you with confusion. You knew that you should stop, that you should let him explain or take a minute to calm down, but you didn’t care. Not now. Not when you were so frustrated and confused that you could barely put your thoughts together. All you wanted was to let it all out and show Rei just how much he had hurt you.

“This whole time we’ve been dating, you’ve been lying to me,” you said, the tears making their entrance as a drop slid down your cheek. “I bet we didn’t even meet at that bar by chance that day, you were probably looking for me…or worse, you were looking for anyone that looked like a carbon copy of your dead wife so that you wouldn’t have to be sad anymore!” you exclaimed in frustrations. You stomach lurched once more and you had to take a deep breath before continuing. “You don’t love me, you never loved me! You only ever loved her!” you shouted, throwing the photo at Rei.

It was as though the words were coming true as you were speaking them, unable to look Rei directly in the eye and instead staring at the ground. Your chest was aching with loneliness, and any contentment from mere hours ago was now completely gone. You had been betrayed by the man you loved the most.

“Did you do all these things with her? Did you two used to go on dates to that coffee shop we like? Did you also take her up to the top of the ferris wheel and kiss her like that?” you asked, not wanting a response.

“No, of course not,” Rei whispered took a step towards you, starting to put a hand on your shoulder but you shook it off abruptly.

“How am I supposed to believe you now? You lied to me about your wife and who’s to say you’re not lying about everything else too?” you asked, your words beginning to sink as another tear streamed down your face. It was too much for you to bear and you brought a hand up to your heart in an attempt to stop the pain as you closed your eyes tightly.

“I can’t believe you would hurt me like this, Rei,” you gasped, shaking your head.

“Y/N, please let me explain,” Rei said, desperately. You had never seen this look in his eyes before, the confusion and pain clear as day on his face, but you didn’t care.

You wanted him to feel the pain.

He had been using you for so long now, and had never actually cared about you. He had only wanted you as a replacement for someone he loved long ago, and now he was sad that he couldn’t have that anymore. He didn’t care about you. Not really.

“I bet you’re seeing her in me right now, you bastard,” you whispered, practically gasping. “Well, I hope you are. Just so you can hear me say these words,” you added, taking a step closer to Rei and pointing a shaky finger in his face. This was what he deserved for all of his lies and deceit. Your heart was shattering in your chest and now it was your turn to return the favor.

“I hate you, Rei Amayado.”

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[hypmic-writings]

hello! I'm so happy your requests are open again! may I ask for Rei with a younger reader (in their mid to late twenties) who is insecure after someone commented negatively on the age gap, and Rei comforts them and it's just very fluffy >v< hope you're doing good and thank you!!

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Pairing: Rei Amayado x reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1,101

A/N: Aw, this one was fun! This was the first full scenario I got to write for Rei, so I apologize if he's a bit OOC or anything like that. This prompt was really cute so I hope you enjoy~

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“Did you enjoy your meal today?” your waitress asked, a bright smile plastered on her face. The arm Rei had lazily wrapped around you tightened a bit as he smirked at you.

“Indeed we did,” he replied cooly, making you smile. You leaned further into him and nodded to the waitress.

“Everything was wonderful, thank you,” you told her. She nodded and then took a moment to look at the two of you sitting cozy together in the booth.

“Well, I’m happy to be able to serve you. It’s so wonderful seeing a parent with their kid, we usually don’t get that many come in here!” she said, grabbing the check from the table.

Immediately you felt your heart drop in your chest. This wasn’t the first time someone had commented on the age gap between you and Rei, but it was certainly the most blatant. Your gaze fell as your smile slowly disappeared and you could barely hear Rei correct the waitress over the sound of humiliation drumming in your ears.

“Actually, we’re engaged,” Rei said, holding up the hand that was clasped in with yours to show off the shiny rings adorning both your finger as well as his. The waitress gave the two of you a sour look, but nodded and faked a smile.

“My apologies,” she said, shooting you a judgmental glare before turning away to leave. Your gaze was still burning into the table and you found yourself unable to look up at Rei.

“Y/N,” Rei said, trying to meet your eyes, but you refused. You could feel him squeeze your waist, his arm moving to rub your arm slowly. You quickly shook your head and moved away from his touch.

“We should go if we want to beat the rain home,” you commented, not bothering to look back at Rei before walking towards the exit of the restaurant, your stomach tied up in a knot.

“You alright there, darlin’?” Rei asked, glancing over to you.

“I’m fine,” you lied, not looking back at him.

The ride home was nearly silent. Your gaze was still fixed outside the window as you watched the cars race by. Thankfully, the distance wasn’t far and Rei didn’t attempt to make much conversation. As soon as the car was parked, you hopped out, wanting nothing more than to run to your room and cry into your pillow.

The date had been going so well until the very end, and now all of the thoughts and fears you had ever had about your relationship were coming back to you. You were much younger than him, and the two of you had discussed the age gap before. You loved the way he cared for you and made him feel safe, and he had said that he loved how you always kept him young and that you were an old soul.

But not many others saw it that way. To everyone else, he was just an older man with a young kid on his arm.

“Sit with me for a moment, will you,” Rei said, more as a command than a question. You were half-way towards the bedroom when you heard him, making you stop in your tracks.

Letting out a deep sigh, you crossed your arms protectively over yourself and turned around. Rei was seated on the sofa and was patting his lap with a smirk as if asking you to sit down on it. This already made you feel slightly better as you rolled your eyes, but walked over to sit on his lap regardless.

“There. Isn’t that better?” he asked.

“It’s like I said, I’m fine. Really,” you told him, not wanting to bring your eyes up to his.

“Don’t be bad, otherwise I’ll have to punish you later. Look at me,” Rei commanded, playfully yet somehow still genuinely as he tugged on your chin.

The moment he pulled on your chin though, you were left with no choice, and as you gazed into his eyes, you felt your throat already begin to choke up. He had a knowing look on his face, and you wondered why you ever thought you could hide anything from him in the first place.

“Do you remember what I told you when I first met you?” he suddenly asked, making you start.

“Oh…yea…” you said, slowly remembering one of the first conversations you had ever had as a couple. “You said that age didn’t matter as long as I would always stay in love with you,” you said, making yourself smile at the memory. You had playfully called him an old man back then, and he said that he could be hundred years old and still be madly in love with you.

“That lady at the restaurant didn’t know us. Nobody knows what we have,” Rei reassured you, his gruff voice going soft as he brought his hand to gently rub circles on the back of your palm. “I love you and you love me. That’s all we need to worry about, right?” he said, nodding at you. “Fuck what everyone else says,” he added, making you chuckle as you wiped at your eyes.

“Yea, I know…it’s just hard sometimes when people say things like that,” you told him, tightening your grip on his shirt, wanting to be closer to him. You could feel his chest move as he chuckled and shook his head.

“People will always talk. But you don’t need to think about them, got it? They’re all idiots. It’s just you and me, sweetheart,” Rei said, leaning in to tenderly kiss your lips. You kissed him back, wrapping your arms around the back of his neck and pulling him in closer. After a few moments, he pulled away with a smirk on his face, making you smile.

“Thank you, Rei,” you said, softly as you relaxed into him. “You always know exactly what to say, don’t you,” you mused with a smile.

“Of course, I do, I’m old, aren’t I,” he said, teasing you. “Just means I’m more experienced,” he whispered, kissing your cheek. This time, when he pulled away, you could tell he had a look of mischief on his face so you cut him off.

“You don’t have to ask again,” you said, pecking his lips. “Yes, I’m feeling better now,” you told him, knowing what he was already going to ask.

His eyebrow lifted though and you felt his hand dip lower to your hip.

“Well, that’s wonderful, darlin’. But I was actually going to ask if you wanted me to make you feel better in…a different way.”

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[hypnomicimagines]

🎄 Decorating the Tree🎄[Amayado Rei]🎄

“Look who turned up on my doorstep again.”

You’re surprised you even managed to get a word out before Rei crushed his lips against yours, the feeling of his facial hair rubbing against your face swiftly bringing you back to reality. You grabbed ahold of his black fur coat and pulled him into your apartment away from your nosy neighbors potentially prying eyes, not needing to answer their questions about your ‘gentleman caller who’s always dressed quite extravagantly’. You also never knew how long Rei would be around, learning to cherish every single moment you had with him while you had it. He purposely left out why he disappeared for weeks at a time but you didn’t know if you wanted to be privy to that information and he wasn’t exactly offering it up on a silver platter.

“What were you up to?” His eyes slid over to the half-decorated tree in your living room, the lights blinking erratically as you had plugged something in wrong; you were in the middle of solving that problem before more trouble came literally knocking upon your door and here you were now, your two problems staring each other in the face.

“Decorating for the holiday season,” You sighed as you wiggled out of his arms, reaching into the tree to unplug the lights, “I don’t know what the hell I’m doing apparently. They’re supposed to just be one color but I’m not doing something right.”

Rei is staring at the tree with a distant look in his eyes and you were almost tempted to ask him if he remembered the days where he’d decorate a tree with his family but a gut feeling stopped you. The unreadable expression on his face was also a sign that any question you asked now would either go in one ear and out the other or would be blatantly ignored without a care for your hurt feelings in the process. You had learned when to pry, when to ask questions, when Rei was telling you the truth or when he was concocting some made up fairy tale to cover up what his past actually consisted of. It’s not like he was your boyfriend, you really didn’t have a right to know, right?

So why did it bother you so much that this man could sleep with you yet he couldn’t give you one truly personal detail about himself?

“Since you’re taller than me can you at least put this on top of the tree? I can’t find my stepladder to do it myself.” Rei stared at the angel Christmas topper in your hand for a moment too long and you worried for a second you had offended him, pulling it away from him but finding your movements stopped by his hand on your wrist. He took the topper from you and carefully placed it on top of the tree, amusing you with how determined he was to set it straight and assure it was in its proper position.

“…I had kids before. Decorated with them once or twice.”

You almost got whiplash from how quickly Rei let out that little detail and you stumbled over your words as you tried to come up with something to say in response; you knew he was old enough to have kids but you hadn’t expected someone like him to have actually stayed with his family. You wondered how different he was now than he was back then, you wondered where his kids were now and if they knew anything about their dad (or if he was an enigma to them like he was to you) but Rei is quick to distract you from these thoughts. He had never meant for that to slip out and though it felt good to tell someone something genuine about himself it also filled him with paranoia, knowing it was stupid to think back on those memories while he was around another person.

“I’ll help you finish decorating later…” Rei murmured against your lips, a promise he did intend to fulfill as he was in the Christmas spirit, having fully planned on spending the night here with you. He hadn’t let you in on that quite yet as he wanted to get a feel for how welcome he was in your home but from how needy your kisses were and how your fingers dug into his shirt, he had a feeling you wouldn’t be kicking him out anytime soon. “Why don’t you have a seat on my lap? We can practice how you’ll ask for your presents.”

“You’re a dirty old man, you know that?” You asked as though you weren’t straddling him right away, lower body tingling with excitement at what was to come (you, hopefully, multiple times if he was in a giving mood). “You’ll really help me decorate my tree after?”

“Have I ever not followed through on a promise?”

It was a fair enough question, Rei didn’t often promise you anything at all, every thing that he did promise coming to fruition sooner or later even if it didn’t seem like it would.

“I will,” Rei smirked as he leaned back, beginning to unbutton the rest of his shirt, “But you’ll have to earn my hard work first.”

[hypmic-writings]

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Day 13/21 - Rei Amayado

Pairing: incubus!Rei x succubus!reader

Genre: Fluff/Suggestive (PG-13 for mentions of sex)

Warnings: None

Word Count: 527

Quote/AU: “I hate being a succubus, I swear, if I have to have meaningless sex one more time I’m going to throw myself into a witch’s cauldron.”

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You sighed heavily as you slumped further into the couch underneath you, closing your eyes and rubbing them annoyedly.

“Rough night?” a deep voice called out. You willed your eyes open only to see Rei standing in front of you, holding out a cup of coffee in his hand. Ignoring the smirk on his face, you took the coffee and grunted in appreciation.

“Aren’t they all?” you asked, sipping the dark liquid and feeling just a tiny bit better as you did.

Rei sat down on the loveseat opposite you and reclined, crossing one leg on the knee of the other as he lit a cigarette. You frowned, thinking that it was far to early for a smoke break and brushed away the fumes.

“Well that depends,” he said, in a cocky voice. “Most of the lovely ladies I bed are more than happy to spend the night with me, so I can’t complain,” he stated with a content smirk. “The men even more so,” he added with a wink.

You rolled your eyes and stirred the coffee in your hands slowly in thought. You were sure that Rei, being the devilishly handsome, suave, incubus that he was, had no qualms about the people he laid with night after night. He was a seasoned veteran at this point, or at least that’s what you assumed.

“I don’t understand how you do it,” you muttered, staring down at your reflection in the drink. “I hate being a succubus. I swear, if I have to have meaningless sex one more time, I’m going to throw myself into a witch’s cauldron.”

Rei laughed heartily at your statement and you glanced up at him with a raised brow. Of course, in the moment you had decided to be honest and open up to him, he was making light of your pain.

“You’re thinking about it all wrong, darling,” he said, shaking his head and leaning back into his seat. “The sex isn’t meant to be meaningful, it’s meant to satisfy that gnawing hunger in your chest that always comes back, no matter how hard you try to get rid of it. Are you hungry?” he asked, almost rhetorically.

Of course, you were hungry, but it wasn’t for food. It wasn’t the lifeforce that you took from the person you’d had sex with last night. What you were hungry for was emotion. Passion. Something real and meaningful. Something to remind you that despite everything, even if you were a demon, you weren’t a monster.

“No…and yes…” you stated, slowly, gazing at the man in front of you.

You watched as he rolled his head slowly, drinking you in with his deep gaze, and you found yourself oddly titillated by his stare. He took another puff of his cigar before blowing out the smoke slowly. This time, it wasn’t a smirk that rested at his lips, but rather a knowing smile that made an electric shock zip through your body.

He understood. He knew exactly what you wanted.

“Good. Now, whenever you’re ready to stop moping around, come over here and I’ll make sure your satiated in the way you truly want.”

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[hypnomicimagines]

for the kissing prompts could you do “morning kiss” with rei ?

Amayado Rei: 

You were used to Rei being gone in the morning.

You weren’t sure how to define your relationship with him but he did grace you with his presence every now and again, suddenly showing up at your door smelling of alcohol just as you were getting ready to go to bed. Considering the fight you’d gotten into the last time he’d come around you tried to slam the door in his face but he sweet talked his way inside, using the charm you couldn’t help but fall victim to to convince you let him in. You weren’t an idiot, you were well-aware of this cycle, but having a ‘whatever-it-is’ relationship with Rei had it’s own benefits.

He was normally careful about waking up in the morning, wanting to roll out of bed without waking you as he knew he wouldn’t be able to resist staying for breakfast if you asked, which would extend to him wanting to spend the entire day together. He had to set up safeguards to assure he did what he needed to instead of indulging in some romance that he certainly didn’t have time for, but you were just too tempting for him to stay away for long. He tried not to look over his shoulder, once again trying to put off the inevitable, but he takes that one glimpse back to see your peaceful sleeping face and knows it’s game over.

When you feel the bed sink on his side you blink awake, looking at him with sleepy eyes, barely able to process the surprised feeling you have at seeing his face in the sunlight. You wondered if you might still be dreaming but you feel his fingers stroke your face in a surprisingly intimate way, brushing against your lips, your nose, your closed eyes, as though you were some sort of precious treasure he had to put his hands all over to assure you were real. You weren’t used to this type of affection from him and happily soaked it in, his heart lurching in his chest at the cute way you nuzzled into his hands asking for more.

“What are you still doin’ here? Don’t you like burn in the sunlight or something if I see you during the day?”

“You make me seem so cold-blooded,” Rei leaned down to kiss your forehead, another mistake on his part as you tilted your head up and opened your eyes again to stare at his lips longingly.

Dipping back down he captured your lips with his own, your body twisting in bed to face him and to get you in a better position to pull him back down into bed. Now that he was still here, and he’d woken you up, there was no way you were letting him get away without a fight. And for the first time in your relationship, Rei seemed unwilling to fight, laying back down in the bed and pulling you flush against his body so he could have better access to the rest of you. You giggled as he started to place slow kisses along your jawline, peppering a few along your one cheek, turning your face the other way to give your other cheek the same type of affection, before finally returning to your lips.

“If you’re like this in the morning how am I supposed to ever let you leave me again?”

“Putting up with me the rest of your life might not be something you want, darling.”

“You should let me decide that you jerk,” The insult wasn’t even remotely in the realm of the harshest things you’d said to him before and he can’t help but laugh at how much more relaxed you are in the mornings, more willing to put up with his excuses instead of calling him out. Not to mention you looked ridiculously beautiful in the morning, so irresistible that he has to dive back in to steal a few more kisses before he makes himself comfortable enough to fall back asleep.

Spending that morning with you was both the best and worst decision he’d ever made.

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2,12,13 for Sasara,Jakurai and Rei

Amayado Rei: 

2. ♥  When they have a crush on someone, how do they let them know?

Rei has hit on you, sending flirty one-liners your way, since the moment you met so there was no issue with letting you know how he feels. He’s rather upfront about what he wants from the relationship as well, almost as if it’s a business deal of some sort, but his charm has you quickly ignoring the brutal honesty of it all. 

12. ♥ Do they seek to find a partner purely to further the bloodline and name, is it for true love, or is it for pleasure alone?

As far as he’s concerned his bloodline is already pretty much secure, so pleasure-seeking is the way to go. Whether he has hang ups on his wife is hard to tell as the man doesn’t divulge much emotional information to you but you knew he still holds her in high esteem. Rei still respects you a little more than the average person he sleeps with and tries to help you in little ways get what you want from life, like helping you secure an apartment for a great price or getting you a well-paying job that you’d been trying to get for awhile. He still says it’s only pleasure but it’s to hide the growing emotional attachment he feels for you. 

13. ♥ Do they sleep in the same bed/room as much as they can or do they sleep separately?

Rei rarely ever seems to sleep over your house, in and out at all hours of the night to go about his shady business. You never really minded at first as your relationship with him wasn’t exactly conventional but you can’t help but long for something more. It would be nice to have Rei hold you for awhile after sex rather than just disappearing but again, you knew what you were getting into so you couldn’t hold that over his head. The nights he does sleep in (and you actually wake up to him in the morning) are such pleasant surprises that it keeps you hooked, not knowing that he’s doing so because he can see it’s what you want. 

Jinguji Jakurai: 

2. ♥  When they have a crush on someone, how do they let them know?

It’s a little difficult for Jakurai to express his feelings when he truly doesn’t believe he deserves to have you in any capacity but he’s very caring towards you, hoping to be a pillar of strength for you in your time of need. He shows that he cares about you through his actions, from scolding you for not eating or sleeping right, taking care of any minor wounds, talking to you when you need someone, etc. 

12. ♥ Do they seek to find a partner purely to further the bloodline and name, is it for true love, or is it for pleasure alone?

Jakurai has absolutely no concern about furthering his bloodline, he even considers that it might be best if it ended with him for a variety of reasons. He supposed pleasure alone relationships are good in theory but he was a man who liked a little more when it came to his rendezvous, even if he had slept with a person who had truly intrigued him here and there. Romantic love is also something that has evaded Jakurai for quite some time, even if he wanted it he didn’t believe he deserved it, so he supposed it would be easier to just say he was a man meant to be alone. 

13. ♥ Do they sleep in the same bed/room as much as they can or do they sleep separately?

Jakurai, with his often long shifts at the hospital, tends to sleep there more often than he sleeps at home. He’s not exactly happy about it but there wasn’t much he could do when he was needed, especially during the holidays where more accidents tended to occur. That makes getting to sleep together in the same bed a real gift, Jakurai’s arms wrapping around you as he pulls you to his chest and reminds you of how lucky he feels to have even reached this point with you (and thanking you for your patience with him and his work schedule). 

Nurude Sasara: 

2. ♥  When they have a crush on someone, how do they let them know?

The man nervous sweats around you like there’s no tomorrow, awkwardly laughing when it’s pointed out and desperately fanning himself in an attempt to cool down. You throw him so remarkably off balance it was hard for him to find a way to approach you, considering doing a comedy bit of some sort (it was his love language) while also knowing the point of it could easily go over your head. He jokes enough about wanting to date you or take you out that you start to see it’s more like he’s voicing a ‘what if...?’ scenario than regular jokes. 

12. ♥ Do they seek to find a partner purely to further the bloodline and name, is it for true love, or is it for pleasure alone?

Pleasure is easiest, better than being stuck in a loveless marriage just to have some kid that grows traumatized from the fact their parents clearly don’t love each other. Sasara is wary of truly putting himself out there, of forming a real bond with a person because it gives them all the power in the world to hurt him from the inside, but he thinks in his ideal world he could have a loving relationship with a person who understands him well. Someone who he wouldn’t have to be just comedian Nurude Sasara or Division Leader Nurude Sasara, just Nurude Sasara. 

13. ♥ Do they sleep in the same bed/room as much as they can or do they sleep separately?

Sasara absolutely wants to sleep in the same room as you. There’s no way he spent all these years pining before making a move just to have to be separate from you, if anything, this is exactly what he was working towards. Getting to curl up with a lover while you’re both sleepy, giggling over absolute nonsense, chatting casually about the day you had before slowly drifting off to sleep in each others arms... It’s a little more romantic than he normally thinks but he wants a love like that, one where he can feel secure that his partner wants him there.