#yukio okumura x reader

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BLUE EXORCIST SMAU!

In which the AOEX men accidentally confess to you. (Pre-Relationship)

CHARACTERS: Rin, Yukio, Shima, Ryuji, Lewin, Arthur, Mephisto, Amaimon, Lucifer. GENDER: Femme

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Hi, can I request a love triangle between Rin and Yukio, with a female reader.

I hope you have a nice day.

Dress to Embarrass (Yukio Okumura x Reader x Rin Okumura)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗜 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗯𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝘀 𝘁𝗼𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗼 𝗶 𝗵��𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗵 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆!

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

You’ve always had a hard time adjusting to this job. 

The very prospect of it was embarrassing. The uniform- which you always found to be very cute- had long since become a nuisance to put on, given all the negative attention it garnered. The voices and the script you had to stick to- they were just too shameless at times. Even after you learned how to keep yourself from grimacing every time you had to say “Master~”, it still didn’t prevent you from cringing internally, wondering if this is really the best-paying job in the area that doesn’t require any prior experience. And worst of all, there was the chance of someone seeing you here. 

Someone who you would recognize. Someone who would recognize you.

You know that many of your friends wouldn’t be interested in this type of thing. You even know a few people who are deeply frustrated with the concept of Maid Cafes because of all the horror stories floating around about how the girls are usually treated. But you’re mostly worried about the few who were shameless enough to admit that they’ve been wanting to go to Maid Cafe for a while. You were mostly worried that they would finally work up the courage and would somehow end up at your store, on a day that you were working, during one of your shifts, with you as their server. Because with the amount of luck you’ve had in life, you knew it was all too possible. You knew it was all too likely to happen. In fact, in your mind, it was always a matter of when and who, rather than just what if. But honestly?

If you knew these two were going to be the ones to catch you right in the act…

“I- I- I….uh…”

…you would have never even touched the job application.

At the current moment, you’re struggling to find your words as your eyes dart back and forth between the two brothers who were sitting in your section. In the back of your mind, you can sense some part of you- the one who desperately needs the full paycheck this month and not a dollar less- screaming at yourself to get back on track and at least say your opening line. But the second you walked up and realized that the two cute boys you were sort of hoping would be sitting in your section were the Okumura twins, your brain began to short-circuit. Judging by the way Rin had yet to stop staring at you or close his mouth, it looked like his brain had likely short-circuited too. Just your luck.

“I...uh…” You open your mouth and try speaking again. But your words still refuse to come out as your eye two brothers sit in front of you. On one side of the table, there’s Yukio- one of your teachers. He’s dressed in his exorcist overcoat with his glasses pushed all the way up the bridge of his nose. From where he’s currently sitting, you can’t see much of his expression other than the straight line his lips have been set in and light pink blush dusting his cheeks. It doesn’t help that his glasses have managed to catch the glare from this angle, making it impossible to read the look in his eyes. 

Though if you were him, seeing a girl you currently teach do something as embarrassing as dress up in a costume and call other people “Master~” and “Madam~” for cash would have you feeling all sorts of conflicted feelings. 

That said, you suppose he’s currently in the same boat as you are right now. Because it’s one thing for you to be working here- you at least have the excuse of pay being really good. But it’s an entirely different thing for him to be caught here, seemingly willingly going to a Maid Cafe and sitting down for a meal. The straight-edge, tight-laced Yukio you know and love would have never been caught here.  

Though you can’t say the complete same about his brother…

On the other side of the table, sits Rin- your friend and classmate and Yukio’s equally good-looking older brother- with a menu gripped tight in his hands. You notice right away that he’s also still in his school uniform, likely having just come from cram school lessons with Yukio. However as always, his tie is loosened and his uniform seems sloppily put together in a way that presents to people an attitude of not simply not caring about appearance, authority, and blending in with society. Though, you know him well enough to know that he’s probably the biggest softie and sweetheart you’ll ever meet. Meaning that you always found it unlikely to see him in one of these places, but not impossible. But at least you know you can count on him to be one of your more endearing guests, rather than worst behaved. Hopefully, anyways

Either way, that’s why you’re slow to snap at him for staring at you for so long. You know what feels like to be ogled at. You also know what it’s like to walk up to a customer who you know that you’ll have to have thrown out of the establishment before they’ve reached the end of their ninety minutes. 

But for some reason, you have a funny feeling that his wide-eyed, open-mouth stare has a lot more to do with the fact that he’s suddenly seeing you here at the job you were so tight-lipped about and less to do with how flattering this dress is around your chest. Call it a hunch, but his eyes being trained on your face and not anywhere lower gives you a lot of coincidence in the boy. Well, that, and you swear you can hear his tail starting to thwump repeatedly against his back like a little overexcited puppy, happy to see his friends. If you weren’t stuck in this painfully embarrassing situation you would have been over the moon at the cute display coming from the guy with usually the toughest exterior. 

But you are. You’re stuck here. 

“...so this is why you’ve had to switch to the remedial lessons…”

In your own, personal, maid-cafe-themed hell.

The question that Yukio suddenly voices after you stammer off into the awkward silence (that the three of you were basking in for far too long of a time) is the very thing that manages to break you out of your stupor after what feels like hours of stuttering in front of them. You’re thankful for the question because, without him, you could only imagine how long it would take for you and Rin to get ahold of yourselves. However, it doesn’t exactly mean that you’re happy to see him. You’re not exactly happy to see his brother either. At least not at the moment.

“Oh, um…yeah,” You answer lamely. At this point, you don’t see any purpose in trying to recover and play up your assigned maid persona. “...my shift is usually right after school so I can’t be in class with all the others. Yeah…”

You trail off quietly, facing starting burning with embarrassment. Luckily, Yukio seems to accept your answer quite easily and makes no moves to push you into any more questions. Though, you suppose it helps that he’s currently seeing in front of his table with a notepad and a maid dress that’s a little on the shorter side. 

“I see…” The younger of the two brothers answers, his eyes still hidden by the glasses' glare. You still find it impossible to read exactly what he’s thinking at the moment, but you’ve found that his blush has only seemed to have darkened over time. A clear indicator of…something. Embarrassment? Shame? Attraction? You don’t want to know and you honestly don’t even want to think about it. All you know now is that even the very tips of his ears are red, despite his mostly passive expression. Instinctively, you find yourself shifting nervously in front of them, opting to tug down the skirt of your dress in a last-ditch effort to save some of what little dignity you have left. Though the action was futile. It was meaningless.

Because that sudden movement managed to knock Rin out of his own stupor. And just like that, you had another mess on your hands. 

“Since when did you-?” Instantly, Rin’s voice raises to a high-pitched shout as he points to you- a bright red blush covering his own cheeks. Honestly, you know you should have expected this type of over-the-top reaction from him. But could you blame a girl for being caught off guard?   “And you just-?! And that dress-!”

Before Rin is able to finish what you could only imagine to be a rather tactless comment, his brother reaches over the table and grabs at his collar. A hissed call of the older’s name and an order for him to knock it off is likely very thinly with a threat that Yukio hardly even needs to include. But Rin is still busy gaping at you, blushing hard and pointing even harder as he struggles to voice his thoughts coherently. 

At this point, you’re really starting to feel the pressure of being caught in a rock. And there’s little more to do than sigh and think about what you’re going to have to say on the inevitable incident report you’ll have to fill out based on all the ruckus going on between the two brothers (who had gone from beating around the bush about your maid dress to outright insulting each other and claiming entitlement to be the first to do…something you can’t even be bothered to listen to right now, honestly). 

Sure, you’ve always had a hard time adjusting to this job. You were constantly put in embarrassing positions and made to say and do embarrassing things while dealing with some form of harassment from a guest on nearly every shift. But you knew about this when you walked in and filled out the paperwork. Just like how you ultimately knew that eventually, someone you knew was going to find out what your job was. But, as much as you love them…

“It’s not like you can even do anything! You’re her teacher!”

“And you’re on death row! Who would want that?!”

…did it have to be the Okumura Brothers?

[justsomeoneintoomanyfandoms]

Please may I have a Blue exorcist headcanon of Rin Okumura with a female S/O (she is a highly skilled exorcist and Rin's childhood friend too) who can speak to the dead and see them..it was probably due to the fact that her father is the grim reaper. S/O mainly found it heartbreaking sometimes when the ghost is often a child who died in a car when a train hit it or a soldier didn't realise he was dead and so on..but she helps them move on, helps victim's families move on from the pain..S/O knows that every family member suffered differently..People thought she was weird..talking to thin air but S/O was talking to the dead.

Yukio's relationship with Rin's girlfriend too and what would he think of her ability to speak and see the dead.

Hi! Thank you for your request! Sorry it took so long. I hope you like the headcanons!

Fandom: Blue Exorcist

Characters: Rin Okumura and Yukio Okumura x gn! Reader (separate)

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You have the ability to see and speak to the dead. What do your boyfriend, Rin, and his brother, Yukio, think of this skill of yours?

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He’s not going to lie. Rin finds your abilities a bit creepy. Does that mean he cares about you any less? Absolutely not! If anything, he thinks it makes you even more interesting.

He is definitely intimidated by your father though. Sure, his dad is Satan. But your dad is literally the Grim Reaper. Anyone who wasn’t at least a bit scared of that must be crazy.

Even though he can’t see the dead, Rin will help you out with aiding them in moving on however he can. He thinks you’re very honourable for wanting to help the departed.

If anyone dares to comment on how they think you’re weird for talking to “air” while Rin’s around, they’re going to have a very angry son of Satan yelling at them to keep their wrong opinions to themselves. He’s your personal cheerleader and bodyguard.

Yukio thinks your abilities are fascinating, however he is going to be suspicious of you if you can’t give him a very good reason as to why you can see them. He’s just not a very trusting person.

If you try to keep your powers or heritage secret from him, he will trust you even less. However, if you’re open about these things, his respect for you will rise.

He knows it’s not easy revealing these sorts of things to people, especially when you don’t know how they will react. As a result, he will also defend you should people comment on your seemingly strange behaviour.

Thinks you’re a good partner for Rin, especially if you’re more on the quiet side. He hopes your empathetic and people pleasing tendencies will rub off on his brother and help mellow him out a bit.

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Masterlist

*Open to request*

Blue Exorcist

Amaimon

The Forbidden Taste of You. (on AO3)

Amaimon and the exorcist (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8)

Amaimon soulmate AU (1) (2) (3)

Amaimon smut

Perfect Dinner

Amaimon X demon reader (part 2 with smut)

Reader falling hard for Amaimon when he appears at school: part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5 part 6 part 7 part 8 part 9 part 10 part 11 part 12 part 13 part 14 part 15 part 16 part 17 Part 18 part 19 part 20 Part 21 part 22

Reader seeing Amaimon at school for the first time

Reader unknowingly taking care of hamster Amaimon (smut)

Amaimon smut oral him receiving

Amaimon x Demon Reader - Mephisto's adoptive daughter. (NOT INCEST, READER AND AMAIMON NEVER VIEW EACH OTHER AS FAMILY)

Amaimon X half-vampire reader

Sick Amaimon x Reader

Christmas with Amaimon Gingerbread Houses Mistletoe Family Christmas (Amaimon and Reader as parents)

Yukio

Yukio First Date

Reuniting with a childhood crush

Mephisto

Jealous Mephisto x reader

Mephisto x Reader

Mephisto x pregnant reader

Mephisto x wife reader

Lucifer

Lucifer x OC smut

OC sharing pregnancy with him

Blue Lock

Niko Ikki

Best friends

challenge

Curiosity (smut) (1) (2) (3) (4)

Ego Jinpachi

Hanahaki Au

Mononoke

2024 Kusuriuri x reader smut

[ulquiorrapleasecallmetrash]

can i request dating head cannons for yukio okumuraxfemale reader where she’s an exorcist at the same rank as mephisto

Yukio Okumura w/ a powerful s/o Headcanons

Fandom: blue exorcist / ao no exorcist

Warnings: none

Rated: G

Admin Wisteria: i hope you enjoy it!

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-Yukio would be very impressed by how powerful his s/o is. 

-Would ask so many questions on how you became so powerful. 

-He would have you come into class and demonstrate exorcism and powers. 

-Probably would want you to be his teacher assistant if you are up for it. 

-Would also love to train with you. 

-He is basically your training buddy. 

-Would low key be jealous that you are stronger than him.

-Also would find it slightly annoying if you become too protective or try to belittle him because you are very powerful. 

-but he would also look up to you or you will inspire him to become stronger. 

-Will love your encouragement so much, 

-You two will both be very supportive and protective of one another.

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[yumeiyokobatsuu]

Hello! Are you accepting requests?

If you are could I request some fluff for Bon and Yukio please?

I was thinking about them seeing their crush cry of worry for them, like they did something dangerous or almost died and their crush gets so angry and worried they cry, please?

I hope I made sense! Thank you!

Hello! Thankyou for requesting! (Even if I am only responding almost a whole year later-)

Warnings: none

WC: 866

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Ryuji Suguro

-This one will take place after everyone finds out Rin is the son of Satan because why not?

-He see's you crying in the doorway of his medical room as he is getting his wounds patched up

-Your trying to play it off as if you aren't crying even though its painfully obvious

-Once the medic moves away he beckons you over to comfort you and let him know he's there and alive

I stood in the doorframe of the small room Ryuji sat in, an exorcist with a doctor Meister tending to his wound's caused by Amaimon, I knew he was able to hold himself in a fight, but witnessing what Amaimon had done to him and so easily. I grabbed the edge of my sleeve as I remembered the fight. I could have lost him, so so easily in that second, and yet he pulled through all thanks to Okumura, even if he is the son of Satan, I had to thank him. I snapped out of my trance when I felt wet tears running down my cheek, I let out a sniffle and quickly wiped them away, I wanted to be strong for Ryuji, I didn't want him to see me crying, not now, besides death was common in our field. I knew I should expect for one of us to die but it still hurt to think about. I watched as the doctor finished up with Ryuji and moved away from the doorframe so she could exit. I stared at Ryuji, trying to stop anymore tears from falling.

Ryuji stared back at me, his gaze soft unlike the hardened one he wore around campus before giving a small "Hey" to me and opening his arms a bit, inviting me for a hug. I rushed into his arms immediately, choking out a sob. "Hi" I responded through them. I felt him gently rub circles into my back. "I could have lost you" I mumbled into his chest.

He let out a hum of acknowledgment. "I know. But I'm here and alive. Do you really think I cant hold myself against a demon k-" He said confidently before noticing a small glare I gave, he sighed upon noticing that it was not the best time to stroke his own ego.

Ryuji left a soft kiss upon my forehead. "I'm sorry for worrying you (Y/N). I wont be leaving you anytime soon. You're stuck with me" he whispered, pulling my head closer into his chest. I listened to his heartbeat as he played with my hair.

Yukio Okumura

-Oh boy does he piss you off

-He continues pushing himself???? while injured???? after nearly dying????

- What the fuck is wrong with him???

-You have to genuinely force him into resting so he can heal

-Sit on him to keep him down

-He feels guilty upon seeing you cry all because he nearly died and wont let himself rest

"Yukio please! You're still healing! Hell you have hardly started healing!" I yelled at him, watching him struggle to put on his school jacket. "I appreciate your concern (Y/N), but I'm perfectly fine to continue going to school whilst injured" He said, dismissing your concern's for his health. You clench your fists together "That's bullshit and you know it!" you yelled again at him. "(Y/N) I will not continue fighting you with this, I'm fine" He said, completely calmly and that only pissed you off further. Right before he had the time to leave the room you grabbed onto his wrist, flinching a bit upon realizing you grabbed his wounded wrist and pulling him backwards. "Then don't fight me. Just let me take care of you! What happens if one of your stitches reopen because your pushing yourself too hard." I said. 

I felt Yukio begin to move his hand away from mine, and I took that chance to drag him to his bed and gently push him down, and straddling his legs.

"Your staying home. Right here. In your bed." I said to him.

"(Y/N)-" He started before looking at me properly.

Tears brimmed my eyes, I was trying not to blink so they didn't fall, however the fact I was looking down at his chest didn't help and only allowed them to fall faster. 

"You're a fucking dumbass Yukio. I nearly lost you. You got impaled for fucks sakes! I still can lose you if you don't rest!" I choked out a sob before continuing, my voice shaky. "So please just lay down, let me take care of you" I whispered as I lowered my face onto his chest, as a way to beg him to take care of himself and take a break, his shirt slowly becoming wet due to my tears soaking it. I felt him let out a sigh and intertwine our hands together, his other hand going on top of my head "Fine. But only for a few days" He said. "No. For the entire time the doctor recommended." I quickly said in response, looking up at him, taking in a breath as I tried to control my tears. He stared at me before sighing once again. I moved off of him to ensure I did not hurt him bringing him to the bed, knowing I had won.

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[skyblue1090]

Yukio Okumura x reader

•does he give pda? He’s not big on it but he will occasionally hold your hand or give you a peck if no one’s there

•he would LOVE teaching you how to use his guns and he would take you to a bakery to get a cake afterwards

•he is working/studying ALL THE TIME and you can’t convince me otherwise. Buuuuutt if you can convince him to stop he would love to Netflix and chill with you

•study dates in the library? Definitely

•before going on a mission he will give you long gentle kisses before telling you how important you are to him before he leaves

•if your an exorcist too he will make the order put you on the same team so he can protect you

[glamourscat]

Please gimme some fake dating and then suddenly it's not so fake dating for the Blue Exorcist boys- Yukio and maybe Shima? Cause they seem the types to do it (one to escape women and the other as a cover maybe?)

FAKE DATING | Yukio Okumura x reader

a/n: i only did Yukio, I hope it's alright! It came out pretty long :)

“Is this really necessary?” you say, looking in the mirror. Glasses now on your face, alongside a rather very obvious wig.

Yukio’s eyes are fixed on his phone as he speaks, a slight furrow in his brow, lost reading a new email from Shura, “Yes. We need to sell it.” 

You sigh and tug at the wig a bit. It’s so obviously not your hair, and you hate it. “It’s not like anyone’s going to believe we’re a couple, anyway. You know, with me looking like…this.” You gesture at yourself, that wig Shura chose, red obviously, makes you stand out like a stop sign. This must be a joke.  

He glances up, then goes back to his phone. “No one said it had to look perfect. Just stick with the plan. It's only until we deal with the situation.”

Right. The "situation”, aka having to infiltrate a ball run by some rather sketchy group of individuals, to understand if they are using demons to carry on their dirty work. And for your luck, it’s obviously you who got this mission. 

“How are we going to act then?” you ask, turning to face him. "Do I… hold your hand in public? Do we like, kiss each other or something?"

Yukio's face doesn’t change. “No. I mean– we shall see once we cross that bridge. For now, just stick to the plan. Stay close to me, let’s go to this ball, get what we need and walk away as soon as we are done.”

You stare at him for a beat. “Hmm… So, no kissing?” you ask, half-seriously, half-amused.

He stares back at you for a second, expression unreadable, before shrugging slightly. “Not unless it’s absolutely necessary.”

A small snort escapes you before you can stop it, your eyes holding a glint he can’t really read. 

He finally looks up from his phone, catching your eye with a small, deadpan smile. “You’re the one who agreed to this. Don’t act surprised.”

“Yeah, well, it’s a stupid plan. Besides, it is not like I had a choice. It was either me or Shima.” you mutter, trying not to laugh at the image in your head of Shima with the same red wing you’re wearing on. 

Yukio glances at you for a moment, his unfazed gaze breaking just a tad as he tries not to chuckle too. But just for a few seconds, at least until he goes back to look at his phone. “Just keep it together, it will be only for a few hours anyway.”

"Whatever," you mumble, running your fingers through the wig, clearly ready to pull it off. 

The corner of his mouth twitching slightly like he might be holding back a smirk, his blue eyes subtly eyeing your form in the black dress you’re wearing. "Now let’s go. We’re going to be late otherwise."

And with that, you both walk out of his dorm. The night is prospecting to be extremely ridiculous, but with Yukio beside you, the weight of pretending feels even more bigger. As his hands brush against yours while walking and you have to pretend that you absolutely do not want to interlock your fingers with his. This is going to be a long ass night. 

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When you arrive the music from inside is muffled by the tall gates. You both stand there for a moment, as Yukio checks his watch, before you walk through the gate together. Yukio leads the way, his posture stiff and professional as always, though you can see the muscles in his back flex when you step a little closer, almost out of instinct.

You don’t need to look at him to know he feels the same strange pull, you can sense it in the way his voice lowers when he speaks to you, like he's trying to keep whatever is going at arm length from being too real.

Yukio’s hand is near your waist now, guiding you through the crowd, fingers just barely grazing the fabric of your dress. It’s gentle, almost too gentle. A few steps further and Yukio stops, his eyes scanning the room carefully for any movement, his hand staying firmly against your side. For a moment, you’re both still, just standing there, caught in some weird silent limbo.

“You okay?” he asks, his voice barely audible over the music.

You swallow. “Yeah.” your voice is far too quiet to be believable, yet, he doesn’t push.

He looks at you, his expression unreadable for a moment, before he gives a small, almost imperceptible nod. The moment stretches, and you feel your pulse picking up. You're too aware of how close he is, too aware of the way his eyes follow you, the way his hand feels warm against your side. Too aware of the way your chest rises and falls, the way your breath hitches just slightly.

And then it happens.

A split second, a fleeting moment when you both lean in a bit too close. Maybe it’s the heat of the moment, or maybe it’s just the pressure of having to keep up the facade for too long. But before you can stop yourself, your lips brush against his.

You freeze. But Yukio doesn’t pull away.

The room seems distant now, blurry and far away, just a hum in the background of your own thoughts. It’s strange, too familiar, but at the same time so foreign. The way his lips move against yours is so gentle, yet calculated, like he’s trying to study you and your reaction. The kiss isn’t urgent, it’s not demanding.

And just as quickly as it started, it ends.

“Just… necessary for the mission you know. Having to reinforce our co– couple, yes– couple status." Yukio says between subtle stutters as he fixes his glasses. Before he turned his head you caught a glimpse of his now pinkish cheeks.

Your heart is pounding in your chest, throat dry as a desert, unsure of what just happened. You can hear the sound of your breath in your ears, your heart echoing in your chest, louder than the music. For a moment, you don’t know what to say. Yukio doesn’t say anything else.

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Yukio’s inner monologue:

He’s not sure what exactly happened just now. He didn’t plan on it. Didn’t even expect it.

But the feeling of her lips against his lingers, warm and soft, was just too much for his brain. There’s a confusion, a mess in his mind he can’t seem to fix. His chest tightens. This should feel wrong, but doesn’t. The kiss wasn’t meant to mean anything. He keeps telling himself that it was just not to give any suspicion, a part of the act, if you will.

His thoughts turn inwards, and for the briefest of moments, he’s not the stoic twin, the one who had to grow up too quickly. He’s just a man standing beside you, caught in a moment that, perhaps, neither of you was prepared for.

But he doesn't regret it.

Not yet at least.

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Hello, what Blue Exorcist characters do you write for?

Hello ! I write for rin okumura , yukio okumura , mephisto pheles , Kamaki Izumo , Suguro Ryūji , Shima Renzo, Konekomaru Miwa, Shiemi Moriyama and Kuro.

But, this list will probably change later on.

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BLUE EXORCIST SMAU!

Where you pretend to break up with the AOEX men.

GENDER: Femme CHARACTERS: Rin, Yukio, Ryuji, Shima, Lewin, Arthur, Shiro, Mephisto, Amaimon, Lucifer CONTENTS: Lewin getting a bit violent (Yandere Implications)

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Rin Okumura: NSFW Alphabet

A-Aftercare

After a night of 'the Devil's Tango," Rin falls asleep pretty quickly, drooling all over his pillow and sleeping like the dead, but that's just most of the time. If he manages to stay awake long enough, he probably loves pillow talk—telling each other how much you love each other and maybe complaining about his day and Yukio, who's up his ass more than usual. He's also always looking for a way to show off one of his only talents, 'cooking' so if you express any form of hunger before he falls asleep, he's quick to jump out of bed and prepare you a meal worthy of a Queen.

B-Body Part (On you & him) Rin honestly loves everything about you. Though if you ever asked him this, he'd probably think it was a trick question and get nervous and anxious, not being able to think of anything on the spot. Though if you clarify that it isn't a trick question and that you're just simply curious, he'll take the time to think about it before deciding on your face. Yeah, boobs are nice and all, but your face has your eyes that he loves staring into and that beautiful smile he loves to see.

On the other hand, when it comes down to what he loves about himself, for a lot of life, Rin thought he was nothing more than a violent monster, and when he was found out to be Satan's son, those insecurities just worsened. He's hated his hands for a long time; they seemingly brought violence everywhere he went. Yet, one day, when you held his hands without fear and commented on how much you loved them, he could swear he could die happily knowing that you loved something he despises so much. He likes his hands now, knowing that you love them

C-Cum (what he does with it & what it tastes like) Unfortunately, Rin does not like the invention of condoms; he complains that they don't feel personal enough, even though he's already balls deep inside you. He won't wear them willingly; you have to practically force him into one, but he won't cum in you. He knows you have a life and doesn't want you to be stuck carrying Satan's grandchild, especially while you're still in school. He'll pull out and cum all over your ass; the sight sends a shiver down his spine every time, but there has been an accident or two where he has cum inside you to riled up to realize he was cusping orgasm. His awkward chuckle and the rubbing on his back of his neck almost makes your anger go away…almost.

His cum is not necessarily bad either. In fact, it's as enjoyable as it can get swallowing down seed. He has a healthy diet and makes his own meals, staying away from the artificial stuff. The only notable difference is that it's a lot warmer than others, even cusping the phrase 'hot'. Also, there's a ton of it, like it should actually be illegal to spew as much cum as he does.

D-Dirty Secret (Does he have own) Rin is probably a slight hypocrite—just a slight one. He teases and joshes Shima for saying and doing perverted things about women, proclaiming that he's too much of a' studly womanizer, but he has definitely jacked off to a pair of your panties before. How he got his hands on them is a mystery, but he's taking this secret to the grave unless his big, fat mouth spills it while he's blabbering on and on.

E-Experience

Despite Rin's attractive, boyish features and the talents of a professional chef, he has no experience. He gets no play, has never gone on a date, no bitches, nothing. Not only does his unnatural temper and strength scare away lots of girls, and most people aren't lined around the corner to date the son of Satan himself, especially due to his blue pyrokinesis that he's still trying to learn to control.

F-Favorite Position Rin's favorite positions are anything that allows him to see your face; if he can't see your face, then he's a bit huffy and fussy. "Missionary," though a little plain, always gets him shooting blanks like no other. What can he say? He loves the intimacy. Though he's also not against holding you up against the wall with ease due to his demonic strength and fucking your brains out as you go limp in his hold.

G-goofy

Rin hates silence along with sitting still; it's almost like he's allergic to it. If it goes quiet for more than 2 minutes, his leg starts bouncing, he starts getting fidgety, and he overall becomes fussy and annoying. That being said, he hates sex that is silent because, in his mind, when someone is silent towards him, they're mad at him or they don't want to be around him, two things he dislikes very much. So he makes it his personal mission to ensure you're always having a good time when you're in bed together. Your laughter from any slip-ups that may occur makes it all worth it, and he'd embarrass himself to the end of time just to hear those giggles once more.

H-Hair Before getting into a relationship with you, Rin never bothers to shave down there unless it's actually starting to bother him. He didn't think he'd be getting a blowjob on a random Friday night, so why bother? But now that you've entered his life, he takes a step back, realizing how unappealing spitting out pubes mid-sex can be and making it a practice to keep himself clean down there.

I-intimacy Rin definitely loves intimacy and being romantic with someone, even if he sometimes makes 'alpha male' jokes with friends (Shima) about how it's lame; he's a deep sucker for all the mushy mushy. Every day he wants to spoil you with gifts for staying by his side even when his brother didn't, but there's not much a broke high school student can buy as this rich preppy school, so he makes it up to you in other ways. By making you lunch, rubbing your back, ensuring your hands stay interlocked the entire time he fucks you into his mattress in mating press, leaving sloppy shuddering kisses down your spine as he fucks you doggystyle, and making you cum over and over by means of his mouth and hands (which he's surprisingly good at, not to brag about it).

J-Jerk Despite being raised in a church and having the most talented, unshakable-faithful priest as a father figure, Rin beat his dick like no other. There's not much privacy in the church, so he had to ensure absolute silence unless he wanted everyone teasing him in the morning at breakfast, but jacking off always helped reel in his uncontrollable temper. He's an ex-wire now, and honestly, he's always just a bit too tired to think about touching himself, and besides, he has you now. But if you're even not in the mood when he's desperate, he will resort to his primitive ways with a tight grip around his length and moaning to and grunting to his hearts content now that he's lives basically alone in the abandoned dorms (excluding his brother and maybe you).

K-kink Rin definitely has a food play kink; he loves eating, and he loves you. Combining his two favorite things together is a recipe for success. He'll hide it under the guise of baking something together, all shy and jittery while trying to be smooth like usual, but it ends with your chest covered in his spit and the residue stickiness of honey and chocolate blubbering about how much he loves you. Also, he has a super huge praise kink when you tell him just how good he did at something; he thinks his heart will fall out of his chest and his dick might burst out of his pants. He brushes off your comments dismissively at first about how it was no big deal for him, but if you compliment while in his demon form, his tail will wag like a little puppy, and you'll see it since he never tucks it in.

L-location Despite Rin's sporadic and energetic behavior, he knows when reckless things are just a bit too reckless, and this is one of them. Getting caught fucking you in mid-public would definitely paint him in a more perverted light than Shima, and having to explain what's going on while you're both trying to cover up is more than enough to keep the lovemaking to the safety of your room, but if you're pushy enough, you can persuade him into a bathroom stall or even a storage closet. What can he say? He can't deny you.

M-motivation Seeing you in your Cram school uniform, the shorter the skirt and the tighter the shirt, the better. He also likes to see you kick demon ass, your biggest hype man, and when you're both done, he pulls you away with him already knowing what he wants to do to celebrate.

N-no (what he won't do) He won't use his flames on you or have anything to do with his demonic powers. He is quite literally terrified of hurting you with something he possesses, and he even has nightmares about you hating him and being engulfed in flames, screaming, and crying. He's also iffy with threesomes; he's kind of possessive, even if he won't say it, and if you wanted one with Suguru ("Bon"), he thinks he could burn his classmate to ash as he's already unsheathing his sword.

O-oral Rin loves both equally; he's never going to be one to turn down a blowjob, but giving to you has just the slightest tip over the edge. Hearing you moan and squirm his name as he holds your hips down with his effortless strength, your squeals and cries light a fire in him that doesn't hurt anyone (except for maybe you when you're overstimulated by belief).

P-pace Rin's pace is usually sloppy and quick; he knows he should slow down and take his time with you, but time isn't on both of your hands. The threat of Yukio coming into their shared room is always looming, and besides, you haven't complained through any of your orgasms yet. Yet, on days he knows he has you all to himself with no worry about Yuki appearing, he takes you nice and slow to show you his appreciation.

Q-Quickies Rin is a big, big fan of the art of a quickie. Sometimes schoolwork is a lot, and along with the additional pressure of Exorcist training and grueling mission hours that leave you both exhausted, there isn't a lot of time to take you to bed, peel off your clothes slowly, and really go to town with the foreplay. He prefers if you suggest them, so he doesn't seem pushy, but if you agree to one, no matter who asks first, he'll take you to the abandoned dorm male dormitory and do you in against the wall in the first room he sees, maybe even in the hallway if he's really restless.

R-risk Rin isn't always into into risks despite his volatile and reckless nature, it really depends what the bad outcome of the risk could be. So if it's anything that potentially lets anyone beside his friends at the Cram school know he's the son of Satan let's just say he's wont be jumping with enthusiasm like he usually does.

S-stamina Rin stamina depends on his emotions largely, if he's in his normal human-goofy self he gets like two maybe three rounds in before he's out for the count and 5 seconds away before passing out on your boobs, if he's in his demonic form snarling and growling like a wild beast his stamins and endurance are unlimited and you could do 7 rounds pass out three times, voice hoarse, sheets soaking wet with sweat cum and he's still ready for another round.

T-time

Rin's round last maybe 10-15 minutes at a time of just one of your normal fucks, not including the foreplay. Foreplay included could stretch the session up to 20-30 minutes of total time, and for the scenario of quickies he can bust his load in 5-8 minutes tops.

U-unfair Occasionally Rin will tease but it's mostly likely not done on purpose and it's with his words and not his action. Sometime he's just says the cheesiest thing ever that'll make you all shy and flustered and he'll stand there confused but smirking nonetheless assuming his his lighthearted compliments swayed your hearts. Now when you tease him Rin melts into the floor: when you tug him along like a little puppy away from his friends to show him something or touch dangerously close to this crotch as you two sit side by side his eyes turn into his hearts and his mouth goes dry as he tries not to get a boner.

V-volume Rin is moderately loud when he's on top of you and his words dirty talk consists of lots of profanities (little potty mouth), groans and sweet nothings as he fucks into you gummy walls, but when he's on the bottom with your weight on his lap you better believe he's whimpering and moaning like a dog in heat as you ride him deeper into submission.

W-weird fact Like mentioned in the anime and demonstrated many times, grabbing and touching Rin's tail makes him basically paralyzed. So while not really unknown, it is weird how something so simple can render him so defenseless to all your perverted whims. Whenever you do it and give him a knowing smile crawling near him, he only whispers out an anxious "Be gentle" with his voice cracking and his face beet red.

X-ray Rin isn't big, but he's isn't small either he's like the perfect size. He's a grower definitely about 3 inches when he's soft; but it doubles to about 6.4 inches when he's hard, maybe 6.8 if he's rock solid with arousal. His tip is blushes red like crazy when he's needy and he leaks like a broken faucet. His balls are cute and very squishy and they don't hang to low either. It's perfect just like him.

Y-yearning On a scale of 1–10, Rin lands about a 6.5, maybe a 6.8 if it's been a rough week. It's not always on his mind, like a perverted deviant, but staring at you for too long, or more specifically, the swell of your skirt or your breasts within your blouse, can definitely cause stray thoughts to appear. What can he say—he's a hormonal teenager?

Z-zzz Like mentioned in 'Aftercare' (A), Rin falls asleep pretty quickly, and when he does, there's no point in trying to wake him up. He's basically a drooling, snoring corpse, but you do notice that his tail instinctively wraps around your leg and ankle to keep you from getting very far away from him, even in his sleep.

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Please may I have a Blue exorcist scenario of when Yukio completely overworked himself to submission to the point of being ill..and Rin ended up having to ring you (Yukio's girlfriend, she is a higher class exorcist and she is a skilled medic in her own right and she is Yukio's childhood friend and Rin's and she is a younger twin sister to big sis Yuki whose homemade inventions caused harm sometimes and she is the sensible one) to sort out your stubborn boyfriend..you had been teaching your students how to heal a broken arm when Rin called you and said that something was wrong with Yukio and he wouldn't listen to him..you went over to the place that the Okumura twins were at almost instantly. You were incredibly stern when you told Yukio to go home and rest..and Yukio was greatly reluctant to obey and totally insisted that he was fine and you and Rin thought so otherwise..Yukio's pale face, dark circles and unsteady breathing was not yours or Rin's definition of fine. Yukio evidently had to obey when you told him to go back to the dorms and rest in a "do what I say or else" tone when you felt his temperature and knew that it was high..

Hi! Thank you for your request! Sorry it took so long. I hope you like the scenario!

Fandom: Blue Exorcist

Character: Yukio Okumura x gn! Reader

Word Count: 0.8k (816 words)

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Yukio is overworking himself again, this time to the point of getting sick. When you're called in, will you be able to convince him to take a break?

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“He’s not listening to me. Or anyone else for that matter. If he keeps this up, he’s going to make himself even more sick than he already is.”

You sighed. Rin was clearly frustrated and you could hear people arguing in the background. You could also hear Yukio arguing in return. Even through the phone, he sounded weak.

“Look, I’m in class at the moment but as soon as I finish, I’ll come over and make sure he gets some rest.”

Rin made a sound of agreement and hung up. You lowered the phone from your ear with a sigh. Of course your boyfriend was overworking himself to the point of being sick again. You returned to your classroom. “Sorry everyone, back to the lesson.”

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As soon as the bell rang, you were gathering your things and marching down the hallway to the room you knew Yukio had been teaching in. As you approached, the door opened and Rin stepped out. As soon as he saw you, his irritated expression cleared.

“Thank goodness you’re here. I can’t deal with that four-eyed, mole-faced idiot any more.”

“How is he?”

Rin sighed. “He’s been better. I think if he keeps working, he’s going to actually make himself sick this time.”

“I’ll make sure he gets some rest.”

You walked past Rin and into the room. Yukio was sitting at his desk, papers spread across its surface. He had bags under his eyes and you wondered when it was that he last slept.

The rest of his students were still seated at their desks, paused in the process of packing away their equipment. They were all staring at you, waiting to see what you did. You knew them well enough to be familiar with their names but you knew Yukio was closer with them.

Yukio finally looked up from his work, his eyes drifting across to you. Even from a distance, you could see it took him a moment to focus on you. “Hey.”

“Don’t you ‘hey’ me mister.” You kept your tone firm.

From behind you, you heard Rin snickering. “Ooh, they're using the teacher voice.”

“Up you get Yukio. You’re going home to rest.”

As soon as the words left your mouth, you saw a change come over your boyfriend’s face. You recognised that look. It was the one that told you Yukio was about to dig his heels in and do everything except what you wanted him to do.

“I’ve got work to do. You know what it’s like teaching. If I fall behind now, it’s going to be worse later.”

“And it’s because I know the situation you’re in that I’m here to tell you to go home and rest. You’re going to make yourself sick at this rate.”

Yukio opened his mouth to reply but was cut off by a cough that made its way unbidden from his mouth. You stared at each other for a moment, Yukio’s eyes struggling to hide the guilt in them, yours widening in disbelief.

“You’re already sick.” Your voice was soft but firm.

Yukio was already shaking his head. “A bit of saliva went the wrong way, it’s nothing.”

But he wasn’t going to dissuade you. You were already striding across the room towards him, placing a hand on his forehead when you reached him before he could protest.

 He was burning up.

“You’re going home. Now.”

Yukio sighed. “Fine. But I’m taking my work with me.”

You nodded. “Sure.” He could take his work with him, but that didn’t mean you were going to let him keep working when you got him back to his room. Your boyfriend needed rest.

As you guided him out of the classroom, you turned back to his class. “Sorry everyone. Mr Okumura needs to take the rest of the day off. I’ll organise a substitute for you.”

Various replies drifted back to you as you passed Rin who was still standing in the doorway.

“Thanks for getting him to listen.” You could see the gratitude on Rin’s face. As much as the twins fought, you knew they cared about each other deeply.

“All good. I care about this idiot too. Next time though, call me before it gets to this stage.”

Rin nodded, reentering the classroom and pulling the door shut behind him.

As you walked down the hallway, you could feel Yukio’s gaze on you.

“Sorry. I know you worry when I overwork myself.”

You shrugged. “It’s okay. I do worry but I know it’s a habit of yours and habits are hard to break. Let me know next time your workload builds up again. I’ll give you a hand.”

A soft smile spread across Yukio’s face. “Okay, I will. Thank you.”

You smiled back at him. You’d take on as much of his workload as needed if it meant your perpetually stressed out boyfriend got some much needed rest.

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Can I please request Reader going on a first date with Yukio?? Finally someone that writes for ANE!! I'm so happy to have find you ❤ thank you!! ❤❤❤

Hi! Is this okay? It's my first time writing for Yukio 😅

You face the mirror, anxiously fixing your hair as you consider which outfit suits your date with Yukio. You’re weighing two choices. Is this dress too much? Normally, you’d reach out to your friend for input, but you can picture her teasing you, and you’re just not in the mood for that. 

Excitement bubbles inside you; you want to spoil this moment. After your first encounter with him, you developed a crush, just like every other girl in your grade. Now that he’s finally asked you out, it still feels surreal. Just as you’re about to resolve it with eeny meeny miny moe, you choose the dress. 

The walk to the cafe is a strange mix of feeling like it takes forever yet arriving way too soon. Am I too early? You glance at your watch and see that, indeed, twenty minutes might be too soon. But since it’s a cafe, you can grab a seat. If he asks, you can just say you haven’t waited long. It’s your fault for arriving this early. As the bell jingles when the door swings open, the scent of freshly brewed coffee blends with that of pastries. “_____? Oh, you’re here early," Yukio calls from a booth at the back. “How are you?”  

“You’re early too. How long have you been here?” 

“I've only just arrived." The barista raises an eyebrow, likely thinking that arriving fifteen minutes ago doesn’t really qualify as just getting here. 

You quickly approach the table and sit in the booth across from Yukio as he stands. “What would you like?” he motions toward the bar. 

“Oh, it's fine. I can buy my own.”

“No, I invited you out. Let me take care of it. What would you like?”

“A latte.”

“Do you want a sandwich? It’s nearly lunchtime.” 

“No, that’s fine," you reply, wanting to make sure he doesn’t overspend. After all, you can easily whip up something at home without the extra cost.

Yukio acknowledges your request and heads to the bar to place the orders. Moments later, he comes back with two plates, a friendly smile on his face. “I bought you this panini. I remembered that you like it.” 

He remembers what I like? You smile gratefully at Yukio, touched by his kindness. As he sets the plates down, a warm flutter fills your chest, appreciating his considerate gesture. Him knowing what you prefer really shows how much he pays attention to you. Never mind the fact that you’ve had lunch with him, Rin, and sometimes other friends, so it would probably be odd if he hadn’t noticed. 

"Thanks, Yukio. That's very kind of you," you reply, feeling a slight flush on your cheeks at his thoughtful gesture. 

Yukio smiles at you, leading to a comfortable conversation. “I can’t believe you’re top of our class while also managing so much work as an exorcist." You exhale and take a bite of your panini. “Honestly, I'm struggling to stay on top of my schoolwork.” Yukio raises an eyebrow, surprised. “I thought you were performing well in class. Would you like some additional help?”

Your eyes grow wide. “No, no, you have more than enough on your plate. I’m doing alright, but honestly, it’s a bit stressful trying to keep up with everything. You’re incredible, Yukio.” Oh no, why did I mention that? I really hope he doesn’t think I’m a terrible student now. If he weren't sitting across from you, you’d just bury your head on the table.

Yukio bows his head, trying to hide his blush. “I’m truly not, but thank you _____.”

After your conversation, Yukio kindly offers to walk you back to your dorm. “Thank you, I appreciate it," you respond, smiling widely as he holds the café door open for you.

"I had an amazing time today," you say with a smile as you both reach your dorm building.

"Me too," Yukio replies with a soft smile. "Maybe we can go out again sometime.” 

Judging by the confusion on Yukio's face, you probably look a bit more surprised than you intended. “No! I mean, yes, I’d really love that.” 

A strange silence envelops you as you look at Yukio, who appears to be worried about something. You don’t notice that he is scanning the area to ensure none of his fans are nearby.

“Can I kiss you?” 

“Huh?” 

“Oh! I’m sorry.” He bows. “Sorry, if it’s too soon-” 

“No! It’s not too soon. I mean, uh, yes, you can kiss me.” You fight back the urge to face-palm. Yukio gently cups your left cheek and leans in for a brief, sweet kiss on your lips. “I’ll see you later. Maybe tomorrow?” he asks, filled with hope. "Yeah, of course.” In a bold moment, you lean forward and press your lips against his for another quick kiss. “Okay, you can text me later about when you want to meet tomorrow. Thanks again, Yukio.”

As the door closes, you gasp in disbelief. You just kissed Yukio, and he wants to meet you again. Raising your hands, you try to hide your blushing cheeks.

Yukio stands silently for a moment outside your dorm until someone calls out to him. “Aw, was that my little brother’s first kiss?” 

“Rin!” 

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Could I get some hcs about Yukio Okumura with an s/o who slowly starts to act a little more like Rin every day?

The concept is funny to me. Like could you imagine he falls for some sweet innocent girl who ends up being an absolute menace

Yukio Okumura with an s/o that is slowly acts like Rin Over time Headcanons

Fandom: Blue Exorcist/ Ao no Exorcist

Rated: G

Warnings: none!

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-When Yukio first dates his s/o everything seems just fine. 

-They are smart, sweet, calm and collected just like him. 

-He is in bliss. 

-But once he sees his s/o becoming more…loud? Excited? Silly? Like Rin, he doesn’t pay attention to it because he just thinks, oh they are just now comfortable around him, so no big deal. 

-Things start to get more of a turn when his s/o becomes hot-headed and reckless especially when they are in battle. 

- Yukio will definitely freak out when his s/o starts to become more reckless. 

-”What the hell are you doing?! You know better than to go into battle recklessly!” 

-This boy is going to have an aneurysm because of his s/o’s recklessness. 

-Will become a bit more worried if his s/o is also friends with Rin because he will think Rin is a bad influence on his s/o. 

-Once his s/o clearly acts like Rin you know Rin is going to tease Yukio. 

-”Hahaha you think I will make a great Girlfriend!”

“Don’t say it like that you Idiot!” 

-Don’t worry, other people will also take notice and will tease as well, from Shura to Mephisto. He will not escape the teasing. 

- Yukio will eventually accept his fate that he loves someone who is a lot like his brother. 

-Because he won’t break up with them especially if they have more positive qualities that Rin doesn’t have. 

-But if they are straight on just like Rin there is more of a chance they will not last… but hey you never know!

- If Yukio loves the person despite being just like Rin then he will love them and stay with them no matter what.

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good n plenty

pairing: rin okumura + reader

warnings: light angst, hurt w/comfort

now playing 🎶 : good & plenty by alex isley, masego, + jack dine

an: hello !! this is my first time writing fics on tumblr ! while written elsewhere, i thought it would be amazing to try this out here now bc now or never lolol.

“You know you really don’t have to be here, right? feels like you’re monitoring me at this point.”

“Monitoring you? I can’t simply spend time with my boyfriend?”

The words came off as playful, but while his tone mirrored yours, you knew what he meant.

See, Rin Okumura eventually had come to terms with who he was. While it took a bit longer than he had wanted, he knew who he was inside and out.

Being Satan’s son was the heaviest burden anyone could carry, and Rin had fallen victim to that.

With every event that had transpired so far in his life, from the Blue Night to Kyoto and other following events he accepted the fact that he was Satan’s son.

Satan. A fallen angel, once radiant and powerful, who defied divine authority and was casted out of Heaven. A symbol of evil, human frailty even and the enemy of God. A being who sought to destroy God’s children and bring nothing but destruction.

But Rin Okumura?

Oh, nothing hurt more than to see how wrong people could be about this careful being.

Rin was anything but destructive. If anything, he’s more gentle than anyone you’ve ever met.

With the kindest words and the gentlest of gazes towards you, you never understood what it was about you that caught his eyes.

And each time you asked whether it be a joke or not, you were always met with his softness and light words.

“Because you see me.”

And that, made him more human and less of a spawn.

You saw him for his eccentric self, whether it’s over his cooking for him and his brother. Or how Kuro slept the previous night and he’s showing the 45 pictures he took.

Whether it be how he’s excited he’s invited out of a simple game of baseball with the other ex wires or an older woman took time out of her day to chat with him, you saw him for who he was.

Not what he was forced to be.

Sometimes though, the reminders of who he is catch up to him and he’s left shaken up with fear and doubt. The fear of his friends leaving him for good, of losing Yukio, or even losing you.

You received a call at 3 am and now you’re snuck into the dorms, not caring that he’s seeing you with crazed hair and your athletic-based pajamas.

“Plus it sounded like you realllllly wanted me here. Didn’t we just have a date? Didn’t know you’d miss me that much.” The cheesy grin was enough to make the boy scoff.

“Hey- I have a cat I can also talk to-“

“Who I can’t understand-“

“And go back into my super comfortable twin bed by myself. Well. With him too.”

It wasn’t long before you were laughing gently at his banter, reminding yourself Yukio was asleep down the hall.

If he were awake he’d certainly scold you two for being up so late.

“Well, can Kuro enjoy some nice chamomile tea and spend time with you like this?”

It was unfortunately also a late night with heavy storms, the drops pattering against the windows. It was loud and clear for the two of you, and you had managed to distract Rin for a bit from it (in case he felt guilty for making you come here).

As he glances over at a window from the empty cafeteria, you stare at his features for a bit and exhale through your nostrils.

What you would give to ease his troubles, to take away all of his fears and insecurities. It was a late night and he clearly had a nightmare, one which his friends had shunned and demeaned him for his heritage.

While not possible with all you guys have been through as exwires, who are you to dismiss that?

You’ll never understand the full extent of it, but you’ll be there as much as you can for him.

“Rin?”

His head turns from the window to look at you, a puzzled look on his features.

His expression was precious enough you’re already smiling, eyes crinkled and teeth showing. Thumb drawing patterns on the back of his hand, you hum.

“You’re… you’re so good. You’re just… a beautiful being.”

The words caught him off guard, and both of you sat in a moment of silence.

Him? Good?

Are you sure you’re talking about him?

“But-“

“You’re a gift from the universe, a blessing to many. You’re choosing a life for yourself, and defying anyone else who disagrees. Who tells you what you should be and what you are. Except…” You frown, and that worries him for a moment.

“I wish you saw how wonderful you are from my eyes.”

Wonderful.

Wonderful? All he can remember being called is aggressive, a brute, hell even a thug.

But a blessing? Wonderful? Satan would be laughing if he heard the formal.

But…

Hands withdrawing from him, you chuckle to yourself out of meekness. “Maybe that’s a bit much. Sorry if it was weird-“

Your words died in your throat when his arms engulfed you, yelping a little from the force. Your arms hung in the air uselessly as you tried to look at your boyfriend.

“Rin?”

“Stay the night with me.”

“Huh? But-“

“Please.”

The word is forced out, in a way which you understand in a snap. His hug was tight, body trembling and voice strained.

Brushing his locks down for comfort, you stand from your chair and nod. “Okay.”

With you in his arms, his soul was able to find a little bit more peace. The tranquility of the rain and him holding you close to his chest brought on sleep to him.

For so long, he had been haunted by the echoes of his past, the weight of his bloodline threatening to drown him in despair.

But in your arms, he found sanctuary — a haven where his flaws were not condemned, but embraced with love and understanding.

And just like that, he fell asleep and remained asleep throughout the rest of the night.

Until of course, a very hungry cat woke him up and an irritated younger brother scolded you both for this recklessness.

It was all worth it in the end for Rin.

(teehee I didn’t proofread so sorry for any mistakes; I wrote this at 2 am.)

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A Family Thing | Yandere Blue Exorcist

Yukio Okumura has had to limit and expand his definition of family many times on his exorcist journey. His brother was the only constant, which he was fine with. That is until his own demonic half awakened. Now alongside his brother, his identity morphed again like his pointed ears. He did think this might happen but he couldn’t help but connect the dots. But you know who made it easier? (Y/n) Pheles. 

You came to him and Rin on a cloud of strawberry-scented smoke. Literally. Wiping at your suit and tie you explained how the last demon you had fought had made its final stand in a churning pot of strawberry jam. You told them not to think about it too much.

With a smile that blinded them, you told of how you took a long trip around the world to meet the boys Mephisto was so keen on watching stalking. You gushed over them like the older sibling neither of them had. That is until you officially moved onto campus. Where exactly? That was never known for sure. All they could gather was that you were close enough to appear at a moment's notice to pinch their cheeks, ruffle their hair, and coo at them as they did their casual routine. 

He knew it was easy for Rin to lean into you, who openly gave affection to him. Yukio knew he couldn’t react as warmly. Was it his fear? His maturity? He just couldn’t do it. Wouldn’t. He thought you’d grow to love Rin more than him because of this only to be beautifully surprised when you lovingly held him in your arms.

“Hey, I love you both all the same. You’re my ducklings through and through! I’ve decided from this day on!”

Soon he was placed with that familiar ache when you waved goodbye from the window of their dorm on training camps. It was a good ache that affirmed the stringing demand that was creeping up his throat. He couldn’t let you leave them now. 

He can pinpoint the exact moment when this feeling first bloomed in his heart. It was so long ago, if he was anyone else he would have written it off as simply being a child, which he did for awhile, but he knew it was something more. It was back in preschool, Rin had returned to the class after a violent outburst at some kid he later claimed was a bully. While the teacher and other students avoided him like the plague there was one who refused to leave. Following Rin from afar, slowly inching her coloring station toward his–he couldn’t tell anyone why this irked him so. He also couldn’t defend his meddling when he crumpled the flowers left in his twin's cubby. He was his brother, who was she to take that from him?

It was an ugly habit of obsession one he realized he shared with his brother, as Rin mused absentmindedly. 

“Why…don’t we just keep them to ourselves, yeah? That way…they…won’t leave us.”

I mean it’d be bizarre if it weren’t for the two of them. With Rin’s inclination to have you baby him dividing your attention and his own perfectly timed conversations, it was nothing but a game to smother your ringing phone. Silencing it hours in advance so that any alarms or texts from whoever this 'persistent dude’ was. It was a tireless pursuit that seemed to unite him and Rin more than their shared demon heritage. 

It came to a head on a Summers's day watching from afar as you chased Rin with a hose. Yukio was particularly peeved not because he wasn’t on duty for distracting you that day he totally was but because your phone had been ringing off the chain. And whoever this mysterious caller was had caught on, texting you with random excuses about a glitching phone. Every time. He. Deleted. The contact. 

“You think you can keep this up?”

The coy question came from a familiar white terrier with a pink polka-dotted bow. Yukio groaned, harshly pushing up his glasses and biting back a snarl of his own. 

“Do you know who Denji is?”

The terrier's ears flattened and if it was possible its eye furrowed in anger. After a minute of likened frustration, an idea was spawned. Bringing a metaphorical smile to the dog’s face as he birthed a plan only obsessed freaks would concoct. 

“So? Will you help me?”

“Fine. But you can’t keep them to yourself. We won’t let you.”

“Of course not. I could only wish.”

It wasn’t long before there were some changes: a ring on your finger, you carrying that stupid dog around with you, and wearing strangely bright accessories that most certainly weren’t yours. All indicative of the newest addition in your life–a fiance named Mephisto Pheles. The principal and their current guardian: Mephisto Pheles. 

Suddenly Yukio and Rin are subjected to chaotic dinners with you and Mephisto. Days that were previously filled with your voice encouraging them were complimented by Mephisto’s ominous laughing and playful insults. But you were there and you were theirs, a promise you firmly upheld whenever you began an uncomfortable talk about your relationship. 

And even as you reached over your purple-haired husband to wave goodbye, blowing kisses as the limousine revved up, Yukio notes the sound of unsatisfied obsession. Watching the hands that linger around your waist and the caked-up makeup on your neck. He makes the realization that this too was a case of that feeling bubbling to the surface. The obsessive arm around your shoulders, the out-of-place stickers on your things, and the oddly convenient way Mephisto was always at the door, waiting to escort you home. 

It dawns on him how similar they are. Perhaps the string of obsession was a family thing. He didn’t entirely hate that.

“Welcome to the family (Y/n).”