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This was inspired by a conversation I had with an Aventurine AI. If Aventurine seems a bit OOC, I apologize. I wrote this all in one go while sleep-deprived.

Aventurine lays his head on your lap and you pet his hair and give him kisses. That’s pretty much it.

Contains: Established relationship, lots of fluff, and self-indulgence.

After returning from Penacony, Aventurine asked you to play a game of cards with him. He said he missed you and wanted to spend some quality time over a casual game.

Of course, Aventurine wouldn’t be Aventurine if a bet wasn’t involved.

“If I win, you have to give me a kiss,” he said while keeping his violet eyes trained on your face, a cat-like smile tugging at his lips. Without looking, he placed a card on the table and then waited for your move.

“A kiss?” you parrot, a bit surprised that Aventurine chose a rather simple bet this time. Usually, he liked to ask you out on long dates or get you to wear designer-brand clothing he picked out specially for you. A kiss seemed suspiciously simple by comparison.

“Yes, just a kiss. On the lips, of course,” he smirked and pointed at his lips for emphasis. “But what do you want if you win?”

You hesitated to answer, a bit self-conscious about what Aventurine would think of your request. Whether because you’ve missed him, or because the dark bags under his eyes hinted at Aventurine’s exhaustion, you just wanted to take care of him by doing something nice.

“If I win, I want you to lay your head on my lap and let me pet your hair,” you finally say, voice tinged with embarrassment.

The cat-like grin fell from Aventurine’s lips as he stared at you in wide-eyed surprise, before bursting out laughing.

“That’s the most adorable bet I’ve ever heard!” he grinned, his tired eyes lighting up with amusement. “It almost makes me want to throw the game so I can spend the evening being pampered by you.”

Your cheeks flushed from embarrassment and annoyance as Aventurine laughed at your choice for a bet. Your intentions were pure and genuine, so it hurt a little that he laughed at it.

Seeing the annoyed glare you sent his way, Aventurine quickly quieted down and tried to do damage control. “I admit, I quite like your idea. Whether I win and get a kiss, or lose and get pampered, both scenarios are a win-win in my books,” he said, his gaze warm.

“…Would you really throw the game just for some pampering?” you asked, looking at him with poorly disguised curiosity.

Aventurine only chuckled in response and leaned back in his chair, exuding an air of confidence.

“I’ll play seriously, of course. I still want that kiss, you know,” he replied with a smirk. “Let’s play and see who luck favors more.’”

The game of cards continued. While it wasn’t your first time playing with Aventurine, you sported a hefty 100% losing streak against him. The chances of that changing now were slim, you figured.

However, luck seemed to be on your side this time. You amassed some good cards, and even managed to push through tough plays where you were on the verge of losing. The game progressed unusually smoothly, and before you knew it, victory was in your hands.

“Ah, looks like I lost. Lady Luck was on your side today,” Aventurine sighed. Though he sounded disappointed, the smug smile painted across his face hinted at the opposite.

“You let me win, didn’t you?” you stated and crossed your arms, not buying his little act.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Aventurine casually brushed your accusation aside as he stood from the table. “Well then, as the losing party, I must fulfill my end of the bargain,” he drawled, giving you an expectant look.

You wanted to retort and call him out on his bluff some more but thought better of it. It truly had been a while since you saw Aventurine, and you were looking forward to doing something nice for him, even if it meant accepting a rigged victory.

Conceding to his expectant gaze, you led Aventurine over to a nearby sofa and took a seat on one side. You patted your lap, and Aventurine needed no further invitation to lay across the sofa with his head resting on your thighs.

He let out a quiet purr when your fingers carded through his blond locks, gently threading through the strands. Aventurine’s hair was soft and silky—all thanks to the expensive hair products he used.

“I could get used to this,” he murmured, looking up at you with a playful glint in his eye. “It feels quite nice to be pampered like this.”

“Sure, I could do this for you every day,” you quip back, playing along.

“Really? I’ll hold you to your word, then,” Aventurine chuckled.

“It will cost you, of course.”

“Ah, you drive a hard bargain.”

The playful banter between you continued for a while longer until it petered off into a peaceful silence. Your fingers never paused in their gentle and slow strokes through his hair, and you saw Aventurine gradually relax under your touch. The weight of Aventurine’s head grew heavier in your lap as he relaxed and lowered his guard. He closed his eyes and let out a soft sigh, basking in the tranquil moment.

The dark bags under his eyes were proof that Aventurine had not been sleeping well lately, which made you worry a bit. Your tender touches seemed to do the trick, however. Aventurine’s breathing deepened and slowed, while his expression softened into something more vulnerable and innocent as he succumbed to sleep. It was an expression you seldom witnessed, but one you knew was proof of Aventurine’s trust in you.

The sight of Aventurine so vulnerable and relaxed was simply too cute for you to resist. Overcome with a surge of affection, you tenderly brushed his bangs out of his face, before slowly leaning down and touching your lips to his in a feather-light kiss.

The blond tensed under you, and you pulled back slightly only to be met with an even more adorable sight. Aventurine looked up at you with surprise, his cheeks flushed a rosy, red hue. You had caught him unaware with that kiss and were now privy to a rare sight of him acting flustered.

You did your best to stifle the laugh that threatened to bubble out, but a snort still made it through. Aventurine’s momentary surprise turned into a sullen pout at your obvious attempts not to laugh at him.

“Sorry, you were just—so cute, you know? I couldn’t hold back—” you stammered, trying and failing to completely reign in your laughter.

Aventurine’s expression melted into something softer as he reached an arm up, placing his palm on the back of your head.

“I’m cute? The cute one here is you,” he murmured, voice almost a whisper as if he were saying it to himself. It didn’t sound like his usual playful flirting. This time, his tone was serious.

Stunned, you fall quiet and look down at the blond. Despite his serious expression, it still held a note of vulnerability and sincerity that you only saw during private moments with him.

The hand behind your head applied gentle pressure, a silent request for you to come closer to his face. However, there was no force behind it. If you wanted to, you could easily pull away and reject his wordless plea, and Aventurine would let you go. He always did.

This time, you felt like indulging him, so you complied and lowered your head until your faces were mere inches apart.

Your eyes met.

“If you want to fulfill my bet, then that kiss wasn’t nearly enough. But you’re welcome to try again, darling,” he said, voice breathy and soft. In classic Aventurine fashion, he left the decision up to you. He clearly wanted more, but he was still too hesitant to ask outright for it.

“All right. I’ll try as many times as you want until you’re satisfied,” you whisper back, before leaning in and closing the distance between your lips.

This kiss was firm yet sweet, and the first in a series of tender kisses that will leave their mark across Aventurine’s face.

Perhaps one day he’ll be comfortable with asking for what he wants from you without resorting to games of chance. For now, you will pamper your tired boyfriend and give him the affection he so desperately craves, even if it means giving him a hundred kisses every day.

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You Caught Him Playing with His Daughter

Author Notes : A little snippet of continuation for this work, Miss Lune thought she owe someone a little fluff after what she wrote

You're so happy that now Aventurine spends more time bonding with his daughter (which gives you more of your deserved breaks too!) and you can't be proud enough of him.

Your daughter is now learning to walk and has learned to talk little by little. You leave the both of them alone as you prepare dinner, trusting your husband to take care of her. Noises can be heard from the playroom and you can't help but to get curious so you decide to leave your work and sneak on them to see how they're doing.

The concept of nursery rhymes or children's songs are alien to Aventurine. He has some lullabies that were often sung by his mother when he was little but it fits more as songs to put his daughter to sleep rather than for playtime. And so, he did his own research with his phone on what children might like to hear.

You peeked at them between the small opening of the door to see your husband opening his arms as your daughter tried to walk from the corner of the room to him. The blond sing songs as she walks with the following rhythm,

“Row, row, row your boat, gently down the stream~” his little carbon copy seems to be focusing on her steps. Your heart swells at the sight and you smile fondly.

“If you see a crocodile, don't forget to scream~” your daughter makes a shocked expression as she claps both of her cheeks with her little hands.

“Aaahhh!!!” She stumbles on her steps and Aventurine lunges forward to hold her before she walls. Naturally the whole room is baby proofed, the floor is fully made of soft mattress but of course he can't stay still to see his daughter fall.

The both of them giggled as you deadpanned. Which version of the song was that?!

You walk in the room, crossing your arms as his giggles turn into a sly smirk.

“Aaah!! It's the crocodile!” Your daughter follows his acting as she let out a soft exclamation again,

“Aaaaaaah!!” it seems that your husband had started to smother bad influences on your precious child. Even so you can't help but to laugh with them as they both looked so adorable. Bless the Avgins to be born with such beautiful features!

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These will make a cute mini series AAAAA Miss Lune is now foaming

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Queen's Dog

Ciel Phantomhive X Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1181

Requested: Anon

Request: Hello! I hope your taking requests right now and I hope you have time to take my request! If not feel free to ignore this. Also I apologize if things doesn’t make sense, if it gets confusing, and I’m sorry if it’s to long!

It’s a (older) Ciel x reader, it’s kinda of an au (but it being in the same story line and time period but one major thing has changed) where Ciel is still the Queen’s Guard Dog except Queen Victoria is replaced with the reader as the Queen. Not future Queen like she is full on ruling the country on her own. She is still young, perhaps one or two years older than Ciel with a crown that is to big for her head and heavy making her movements slow. She’s much like the Queen of Hearts from the original Alice in Wonderland. With her being very strict and easy to offend, often leading to the beheading of people. Other than that she is quite calm and easy-ish to get along with and likes it when people make her laugh. She’s very well educated and efficient with all the responsibilities that follow behind her even at her age, so she has quite a lot of free time that she spends with Ciel.

Warning: Killing, Treason, Talk of arranged marriage, Threats, Elizabeth doesn't exist in this.

Ciel had met you when the crown was passed to you, he and Sebastian were both there on your coronation that was where you met him and he was the only one that was not afraid of offending spoke to you still with respect, however honesty was clear with him and his butler. You opened your doors to him that day, told him to visit when he could. It turned out that was more often than anyone had predicted and eventually you had asked him to bring all from his manor when he visited only ever hearing stories of those who served him.

This was yet another visit from Ciel before you sent him on yet another mission as your guard dog, you had both been underestimated from the moment that you set foot on the board, with Ciel at 19 and you at 20 years of age everyone assumed less of you so you decided the best way to prove to them that they should be more careful was to make them bend to you both. You had called him a day before the rest of the court. You wanted to talk to him and his house alone.

“Master Ciel.” You greeted him as he walked into the garden sitting next to you, you easily dismissed your butlers in favour of his, Sebastian taking his post behind his master. “Your majesty, I assumed this would be a meeting of your court.” Ciel said as Tanaka, Mey-Rin, Boldroy and Finny join Sebastian. “Those formalities will be for tomorrow, today I ask, is there anyone in your house that you do not trust with your life?” You asked. “I chose them because I could trust them with my life.” He answered. “Hmm.” You hummed. “I thought as much, you are too smart to have chosen them any other way.” “What troubles you my queen?” Ciel asked. “Everyone around me.” You answered. “Your majesty?” Ciel asked. “My court does not see me as a worthy Queen, none of them except you and your people. Tomorrow they aim to see me married or torn from the throne and blame it on some illness, maybe the same one that my mother died from, they may even try to blame it on you. Kill two birds with one stone.” “Why would they blame me?” He asked. “You are my friend and visit as such, I have asked you to call by my name not my title many times.” You reminded him. “Are you asking me to get rid of them before they can get rid of you?” Ciel asked with a small smirk on his face. “I'm asking you whether you believe that I am worth standing for.” You said as you looked at him. “Do you trust me, your majesty?” He asked. “With my life.” You answered without a second. “Then allow us to protect you tomorrow, we will bring the traitors forward and protect you from whatever harm comes your way.” Ciel vowed. “We?” You asked, raising an eyebrow. “You think that those who serve me only have one talent?” Ciel asked.

The next morning you took to your throne as you had everyday before your court filed into the throne room all taking their places in the room, Ciel walking up to stand next to your throne “You all have matters to discuss?” You asked. “We have a question, your majesty.” One spoke and you looked at him, raising an eyebrow and nodding for him to speak. “I assumed as much, hurry up I’m losing interest.” You ordered. “When will you choose a husband more offers come in everyday.” He said. “And you would have me marry some overseas prince and hand our country to him why? Because he is better fit to rule than me?” You asked. “How will you continue the line with no husband?” He asked. “How does a man carry on his line with no wife?” You asked “but if that is your biggest concern then I choose Ciel.” “Your majesty!?” Everyone in the room asked in surprise, Ciel looked at you in question and if you looked closely enough you would see the blush on his cheeks. “Ciel Phantomhive his no prince!” One of the councillors yelled. “I don’t want a prince, I want someone I can trust and if you would have me in a loveless marriage then I will marry my best friend.” You answered. “We knew this would happen, your parents sheltered you, you have no idea how to rule and you will soon see this country to its end.” The first to speak had said as he stepped forward. “Careful with your next words.” You warned him. “I gave you time I wanted to believe that you would be the queen that we needed but now I’m sure you're not. I will tear you from this throne through death or public opinion but be sure that you will not be queen for much longer.” He promised and you smiled as you turned to the rest of the court. “Do any of you disagree with this sentiment?” You asked, no one spoke up and you nodded. “Ciel have your house do as they please.” “Very well, do you wish to be present?” He asked. “I do.” You answered. “Sebastian, you and the rest of the Phantomhive servants get rid of the council.” He ordered. “This is murder!” The accusation came from somewhere in the room. “This is an execution, I warned you to be careful with your words, you've just committed treason and conspiracy to take the crown.” You informed him leaning on your curled fist as he stepped forward, the shot that rang throughout the throne room was loud as he fell to his knees. “Sebastian!” Ciel called, the butler appeared holding the man by his hair and directing his gaze to you. “But I will not give you the glory of a death on stage instead, those who spoke against me today will die, those who said nothing will keep their lives if only to tell the story of today and what happens when you challenge your queen.” You informed them. “Sebastian if you don’t mind.” “Of course your majesty.” He smirked his free hand lifting to point up towards the ceiling before falling back down to a resting position by his side, the shots that followed were synced and the two people that had spoken out today fell to the floor, the second of them attempting to make his way through the crowd and out of the room. “Who made that shot?” You asked. “I believe that was May-rin.” Sebastian answered and you smiled. “You keep these highly capable hands for yourself?” “I did find them first.” Ciel smirked and you rolled your eyes. “Your majesty please allow me to clean this up.” Sebastian said as he bowed in front of you and you smiled. “If you insist, please see that you get some rest afterwards.” You said before standing “oh and Ciel the offer still stands if you deem it satisfactory.”

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Ciel Phantomhive With An S/O Who Plays Russian Roulette

Aged up!Ciel Phantomhive X Reader

Requested: Anon

Request: Ciel with a gn s/o who plays Russian roulette

Warning: Guns, Illusions to shooting and killing, russian roulette, Ciel aged up.

Let's be honest, the first time that you mentioned this when he asked about a new game to play he was horrified, he doesn’t know how you even found out about that game, especially because the only reason that he knew about it was because of his work for the queen. He hates that you think the game is worth the time of day and never agrees to play it with you. The day that you made it important to an investigation that he was doing drove him insane, he wanted to stop the game from the moment that it started honestly his heart was beating out of his chest. He gave Sebastian one order “if it looks like she’s in trouble or this game is going to get her killed you get they’re out of there.” “What about the investigation?” “To hell with the investigation!”

You sat opposite the supposed accomplice's fingers drumming on the table, you were apparently the type that this pair looked for when they were deciding on a victim “you're here alone?” The man in front of you asked. “Is that a problem, I don’t have any other friends that would have been interested in this.” You explained feigning innocence. “Really? Sounds like you might be lost.” He smirked and you nodded. “You think?” You asked. “Here let me explain and then you can tell me if you want to play?” He asked. “O-okay,” You answered, faking fear as you did. “Have you ever heard of the game russian roulette.” He asked. “No… Is it fun?” You asked. “Really fun.” He answered. “All we need is a gun.” “Gun!?” You asked. “Don’t worry, there’s only one bullet in the chamber, we spin the cylinder like this.” He placed the bullet in the gun and spun the cylinder and you looked at him and nodded “and then you hold the gun to your head and pull the trigger.” He held the gun up and the small click that signalled an empty chamber. “If you play and win, then you can have anything that you want but if you lose well, you’ll die.” “Anything I want?” You asked. “So I can save my family's company.” You hadn’t expected to have to make up a prize, you just hoped the partner doesn’t look it up. He nodded and you swallowed like you were nervous “then I will play.”

Ciel was sitting in an abandoned building across the way, it had a good view of you and the man as you talked, Sebastian was looking for the partner who shouldn’t have been too far, he was the one who gave you the invite to this building. “Hurry up.” He mumbled to himself, he hated that you were this close to anyone dangerous but he hated the game that you were so willing to play, he was counting the amount of times that you picked up the gun there was only two chambers left in the gun and that was when he saw you move the gun from your head and point it at the man across the room “Sebastian abandon your search and get to (Y/N) now!” Ciel ordered even if the butler wasn’t in the room he knew that the order would be heeded.

“Please do not tell me that you are surprised by this?” You pleaded, “I wasn’t acting very well.” “You were different then the girls that come here, some of them are more willing then others but it usually takes some convincing.” He smirked. “You know your partner is probably caught by now. What are you doing all of this for?” You asked. “What are we doing this for?” He asked, putting his hands in his packets. “Well what makes you think that there’s a reason?” He stepped forward. “Careful, I’m sure you know that all I have to do is pull the trigger and you’ll be dead.” You reminded him and he smirked. “The bullets in the next chamber over, I was the one who put it in, I spun the cylinder, you know I spin it a certain way, the game was rigged from the start.” He explained. “Really… Are you sure? Maybe I pulled the trigger before pointing it at you.” You shrugged. “You aren’t close enough to see so are you willing to risk your life when it’s actually in danger.” “It’s really not in danger.” He smirked and you shrugged. “Fine.” You lifted your hand and spun the cylinder and then pointed the gun at him again. “What about now?” He grit his teeth before he straightened up and relaxed, you seem to have forgotten that I’m not here alone. There was a sound behind you before and then the sound of someone getting knocked out. “Are you finished playing with him Miss (Y/N)?” Sebastian asked and you sighed. “Yes… He’s unlikely to be any fun now that he’s not winning.” You shrugged putting the gun on the table as Sebastian dealt with the man in front of you.

Ciel was waiting for you with the detectives from Scotland Yard “are you okay!?” He asked. “I’m fine.” You answered as he turned your face looking you over, in the years Ciel had gotten much taller and often used that to his advantage even if he didn’t realise it. “I told you not to do anything stupid.” He glared down at you and you rolled your eyes. “I wasn’t stupid, I knew that you’d have Sebastian come and find me, I needed to buy time.” You explained. “You are never playing that game again,” He informed you, causing you to raise an eyebrow. “We’ll talk about that later.” You said “but right now we need to finish up this investigation right?” “The detectives will take it from here.” Ciel waved off your suggestion and pulled you back to his carriage “they know where to find us if they need us.” “So we’re going home?” You asked. “Yes, we’re going home.” He confirmed as Sebastian closed the door for you all and you set off.

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Character

Ciel Phantomhive (Black Butler)

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This is for Ciel

Ciel Phantomhive (older)

It would be really shocking to come back and find out that someone had broken in while he was gone.

It was even worse to hear that you were injured.

Ciel would be sorry.

He would also blame himself.

Ciel should have protected you better.

You two live together after all.

And Ciel feels responsible.

Since he is the "Queen's guard dog" you would be in danger too.

And he wouldn't want to lose you.

Ciel would be a bit overprotective now.

Sebastian should be with you almost all the time.

You could protest but Ciel wouldn't listen.

He will also get you the best care available.

Ciel wishes you a speedy recovery.

He would try to work less.

Taking care of you would be important.

But when he was at work like the previously mentioned Sebastian would be with you.

You're going to get a lot of gifts when you're hurt.

Ciel does everything to make you feel as comfortable as possible.

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Hi! I love your blog. Can I request Chifuyu for outdoor move for the date event, please! Thanks so much!!!! 💕

Hi. Thank you for the request and the kindness! I saved everyone’s favorite lover boy for last. I was hoping I got one Chifuyu request for this event because the boy is a romance lover, so it only felt right. I hope you like it!

Chifuyu x Fem Reader: The Howl to My Sophie

Every year there was an outdoor movie night at the local park near the apartment building both you and Chifuyu lived in.  Chifuyu had liked you since you two met and the two of you were best friends.  So, he asked you to the movie night.  It was your favorite movie, Kiki’s Delivery Service.  This was going to be the night!  The night you became his girlfriend.

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The two of you were sitting on a light blue gingham blanket, looking up at the large screen.  Every so often he glanced at you.  You were so beautiful, which only made him more nervous.  Your hands started to inch towards each other.  They touched each other and your fingers intertwined with his.  It wasn’t much, but Chifuyu felt a little better knowing that you didn’t freak out.  “Hey,” he whispered quietly, “they’re showing Howl’s Moving Castle after this.  Do you wanna stay and watch it?”

You got closer, but before you could answer, he smashed his lips onto yours.  Once he realized what he did, he pulled away quickly, turning bright red.  “I’m so sorry I…”. You interrupted his rambling by kissing him again.  “I’d love to.  On one condition though.”

He blinked a few times, confused.  “What’s that?”

“Be the Howl to my Sophie.”  He nodded and kissed you again.  He was right about this being the night you became his girlfriend.

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the purest shade of white ↪ okkotsu yuuta x reader ⸙͎｡˚⋆ 𓋼

summary: yuuta looks almost like an angel, you think to yourself grimly, as you shift on the balls of your feet. you haven't seen your best friend in a couple years now, not since he left for africa. too bad he's attempting to kill the kouhai that you're trying to protect.

tw: manga spoilers! anime watchers, do not read. mild angst but happy ending. starts at the beginning of ch. 139. naoya zenin is here and he is his classic asshole self. reader is in the same grade as yuuta, both in age and in terms of cursed energy. swearing because reader is a bad bitch. mildly suggestive. unironic use of "senpai" and "kouhai." slight descriptions of blood and injury, everyone is subjected to the author's attempts at writing dialogue and fight scenes. not proofread but at this point that shouldn't be a surprise. it is blatantly obvious that the writer also does not know how to end stories

notes: thank you for 100 new friends! :) poll is technically still up but i'm impatient and yuuta was winning by a pretty decent margin so here it is lol. divider by @/saradika-graphics!

"Yuuji!" you yelp, slicing the head off a curse with a clean stroke of your katana. Purple ichor splatters to the ground as you whirl, searching for the familiar head of pink hair. "Stay close to me!"

Behind you, Choso grunts with exertion, sending out another bolt of Piercing Blood. Panting, you weave through the curses, letting their corpses fall behind you. Yuuji, where is Yuuji?

As the last body falls, you can't but let out an exasperated huff at the sheepish grin on Yuuji's face. "Don't scare me like that," you chide. "How am I supposed to protect you if I can't even find you?" Yuuji opens his mouth to protest but you shake your head. "I made a promise," you tell him, pain rippling through your heart dully. Gojo-sensei was long gone, stolen away by one of the people he had loved most in the world. Grimacing, you sheathe your katana, mindful of the blood that stains your palms, as you try to ignore the memory of his words all those months ago.

If anything happens, I need you to protect Itadori Yuuji. I know they're going to pull something on him once I'm not there to back him up.

"Senpai, what should-"

Yuuji immediately tenses as your hand flies to the grip of your katana. "I smell a rat," you mutter, nose wrinkling as you turn to face Naoya Zenin, standing atop a bridge. He bares his teeth at you in semblance of a smile. "How perceptive as always," he mocks.

"Cut the bullshit," you snap, hand still resting on the pommel. "What do you want?"

"Fushiguro Megumi," is his rather bland response, and you shift your feet into the opening steps of Flowing River.

"What do you want with Fushiguro?" Yuuji yells, and the way Naoya's face twists makes you want to vomit.

"I think I'll have him die."

Cursed energy fills your body as you leap. Naoya's resounding cackle burns through your ears as you swing, barely grazing his shoulder. Before you can push forward off your feet, a heavy presence rests on your shoulders, locking you in place. All four of you freeze. Yuuji and Choso look horrified, and Naoya looks as though he's broken out into a cold sweat. But you know this feeling, feel it settle back into your body as if it never left.

Okkotsu Yuuta steps out from the building ledge, dark eyes unreadable. Your body sings. Yuuta, Yuuta, Yuuta! His hair has grown longer, bangs sweeping over his forehead, eyebags a little darker than they used to be. You can feel Rika's presence, swirling around you in a mass of death and decay. You're used to it. You've grown to crave it, even. His eyes meet yours, and for a split second, his facade cracks. Confusion, fear, and...regret?

Yuuta leaps, slamming into concrete and sending shockwaves deep into your bones. "Who's with Itadori?" God, even his voice is different, so different from the boy who said goodbye to you so long ago. You open your mouth to speak, but Choso beats you to it, brows furrowed.

"So you're Yuuji's executioner."

Blood turns to ice in your veins, and you can tell by the pained expression Yuuta has that you aren't hiding your emotions as well as you think you are. Naoya laughs. "I was going to tell you that, but you were being too emotional like the bitch you are."

"Who're you?"

Yuuta's voice is cold, but as Naoya babbles on, you can feel the horror settle thickly into your chest. Choso and Yuuji are talking behind you but it feels like you're underwater, you're sinking, drowning, and Yuuta must have come to a conclusion because all of a sudden he's surging forward-

You move before you can even think, steel clashing against steel. "Yuuji," you say, through gritted teeth. "Run."

A horrible grating noise fills the air as you let cursed energy flow through your body, shoving Yuuta's sword away from yourself. "I won't let you kill him," you hiss, body already shifting into Jagged Bolt. Yuuta's eyes flash as you surge forward, katana in hand.

"How would you describe my cursed technique?" you had asked Gojo, mindlessly swinging your feet. Gojo hums.

"Have you ever heard of Newton's Law's of Motion?"

You had crinkled your nose at that. "No?"

"An object in motion, stays in motion. Except you are the object. And your cursed energy is the motion." You remember how Gojo's lips curved slightly. "In other words, once you start, nobody can stop you."

You're crying, you realize with a start, as you cut a line into Yuuta's chest. Moisture seeps from your eyes as you twist your forearm into a parry, katanas sparking with each strike. Belatedly, you sense that Yuuji, your foolish, stupid, loyal kouhai has stayed, trading strikes with his fists between the precise movements of your blade. Your heart drops as Yuuta reaches for the ring on his finger.

No. No!

He twists it, and Rika appears behind you. Claws sink into your shoulder and you let out a cry of pain as she flips you into the ground.

"Be nice, Rika," Yuuta chides, as you hit the concrete. Blood spurts from your mouth as you choke, fingers clawing at the ground desperately for your katana. A piece of scaffolding is practically crushing your legs; instinctively, you know that if you try to break through it, you'll tear your limbs right off.

As Rika holds Yuuji up, you lunge desperately, uncaring of what you have to sacrifice. Inumaki's arm, the way half of Nobara's face had been practically ripped out of her skull, the remains of Nanami-san, the way that you were the one to find Maki's charred body-

I can't lose anyone else.

You scream as Yuuta pierces Yuuji's chest with his katana, cursed energy building in your legs as you prepare to shoot forward. Yuuta turns, eyes filled with an unidentifiable emotion as he sees you about to tear yourself in half just to reach Yuuji.

With a wave of his hand, Rika dives for you, and everything goes dark.

Yuuta had known you were special from the day he'd first met you. That spring, when Gojo-sensei had dropped him (and Rika) into a class of unsuspecting first years, he remembers that out of the four of them, you had moved so gracefully that he hadn't processed the katana in your hand until you'd pressed it against your throat.

"Gojo-sensei," you'd hissed. "What is this?"

While Maki, Inumaki, and Panda had been subsequently bruised up by Rika, you had dodged every single one of her movements until Rika had been (barely) called back by Yuuta.

"Another Special Grade," Gojo had hummed. "Just like you, hm?"

Special Grade?

What he hadn't realized then, he realized later; you weren't just special to him, but to the entire rest of the Jujutsu World as well. Special Grade Sorcerers were rare, Maki had told him. "You only have it because of Rika," she'd scoffed, "but she deserves it."

You quickly became one of his closest friends. You were fast enough to dodge Rika's ire, even laughing whenever she tried. You'd shown Yuuta kindness that he didn't think he deserved. You broke him out of his shell enough so that when he left for Africa, he felt as though he was standing with his own strength. His first katana had been the sister blade of your own, forged from the same metal by the same hands. The way your eyes had lit up when you saw it was a memory he cherished.

Somberly, Yuuta eyes the chains encasing your wrists and ankles, each decorated with the slips of protective paper that would nullify your cursed energy. Most sorcerers required only one. You required at least twenty.

He knows you, knows the way you always take the strawberry daifuku, leaving him the red bean ones even though he knows you prefer the red bean. He knows that you push yourself hard, harder than he's ever seen anyone work. But most of all, he knows your loyalty, how once your heart finally lets someone in, you'll never let them go.

Did you miss him like he missed you?

The chains are more for your own protection. He needs you to hear him out before you attempt to end his life for a second time. Yuuta knows now that Gojo must have asked you the same thing he'd asked him; to keep Itadori Yuji safe from the whims of the higher ups. Gojo, being the forgetful bastard he was, probably didn't alert you to the fact that he'd gone to Yuuta for help as well. Crouching, Yuuta eyes your body with a sad tilt of his lips. The injuries you'd sustained were immense, and it had taken quite a bit of his own cursed energy to reverse.

Will you forgive him?

You're asleep, breath hitching every so often. Yuuta wonders what you're dreaming of, before pushing the thought away. Tenderly, he cups your face in the palm of his hand, calloused fingers stroking your cheek.

"You need to wake up now," he murmurs, as your eyes flutter open, first in dazed confusion, before sharpening into panic.

"I'll miss you!" you'd cried, as you clung to Yuuta under the shade of the large oak. You were the first person he had told about his departure to Africa, and you took it hard. Yuuta had stood frozen as the first of your tears had dripped down your cheeks. It was the first time he'd seen you cry.

"I'll be back before you know it," he'd murmured, pressing a featherlight kiss to the top of your head. You'd looked up to him, eyes teary.

"Promise?"

"I promise," he'd said, interlocking his pinky with your own. A love like Yuuta's is a dangerous thing, you know, but in this moment you feel nothing but safe.

The first sensation you feel upon awakening is the dull ache in your (miraculously still attached) legs. The second is the warmth on your cheek. Yuuta is standing above you, hand gently resting against your face. Immediately you lunge forward, teeth bared. The rattle of chains stops you, and you swear. Of course he would have taken precautions. Yuuta looks almost hurt as you violently shake off his touch.

"Don't touch me, I swear to god I'm going to rip you apart."

Yuuta says your name sadly, but you're practically trembling with rage.

"He was just a kid, with the kind of power we wield, why the fuck would you listen to the higher ups?"

Yuuta echoes your name a bit more firmly, but you ignore him, tears building in your eyes.

"You're no better than the rest of them are you, you're just-"

"Senpai!"

Your heart stops as Yuuji pokes his head out from around the corner. They must have brought you back to Jujutsu Tech, you think distractedly. Just how long were you out?

"Yuuji!" you cry out, scanning his body for any injuries. He seems to be uninjured, but most importantly, he's alive. Tears fall down your cheeks. "Are you alright?"

Yuuji appears horrified by the sudden outburst as he hastily holds up his hands. "I'm fine, senpai, really, I'm sorry for worrying you. Okkotsu-san is actually on our side, I swear! It was a binding vow, that's why he had to actually kill me, but he did some really cool Reverse Technique shit and I'm all good now!"

Warily, you eye Yuuta, whose expression resembles that of a kicked puppy. "Okkotsu Yuuta," you say, voice hard. "Let me out of these chains right fucking now."

With a wave of his hand, the papers attached to the chains fall to the floor. Yuuta looks dejected as he looks away from you. "I'm so sor-"

Before he can finish you immediate tackle him into a hug, knocking the both of you into the floor as you bury your face into the soft slope of his neck. "You're such an idiot," you sob, unable to hide the rush of emotions going through you. "Why didn't you tell me?"

Tentatively, Yuuta wraps his arms around you, and you melt, pressing yourself closer to his body. "To be honest, I think Gojo-sensei is to blame. I think he forgot to mention to either of us that he asked us to do the exact same thing."

You let out a hiccupping laugh. "Of course he did. That forgetful asshole."

The sigh Yuuta lets out is shaky as he nuzzles the top of your head. "I'm so, so sorry," he tells you earnestly. "I must have scared you, and Rika's mad at me for making me hurt you like that. I think she likes you, even though she pretends not to."

You look up at him, really look at him, and see the look of adoration in his eyes as he stares back down at you. Thankfully Yuuji's escaped long ago, most likely understanding that you two would need privacy. "You came back," you whisper, and Yuuta's resulting smile makes your heart skip a beat.

"I promised you, didn't I?"

Before you can stop yourself, you pull Yuuta down for a searing kiss. He's so soft, and you nip at the plush of his bottom lip teasingly, pulling a whine from his throat. His large hands grip your hips, and in retaliation, you grab a fistful of his hair and tug. The breathy noise he makes goes straight between your thighs. You know he can feel your smile against his lips.

"I missed you," you breathe, pulling away. Yuuta looks dazed, lips kiss swollen, pupils so dilated that you can barely see the soft brown of his eyes.

"I love you," he blurts out, and your resulting laugh is airy as you press another chaste kiss to his lips.

"I've always loved you, Yuuta," you admit. "During Shibuya, I thought I wasn't going to make it. You were the only thing keeping me going."

The look in his eyes is fierce as he tugs you back into him, enveloping you in his arms. "You'll never have to worry about that again. You have my entire life. Where you go, I'll follow, and if I die, not even Death would be able to separate me from your side."

"Those sound a lot like wedding vows, don't you think?"

Yuuta's blush covers his entire face and you grin, pressing one last kiss to his lips. "Come on now. We have kids we need to protect."

As Yuuta leads you to where the others have convened, even under the dark circumstances you're in, the warmth of his hand clutching yours fills you with a giddiness you hadn't experienced in months. The sentiment is quickly dashed as soon as Maki opens her mouth.

"Fucking finally. Inumaki owes me 3,000 yen."

[jellytoru]

Mikey finding you on the floor when sleeping <3 a short drabble.

This is literally inspired by me waking up this morning finding my favorite pillow on the floor. I was like 🤨?? How did you get there?🤨

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The warm covers enveloping you completely along Mikey’s tight arms around your body shouldn’t have led you on the hard carpet floor. It was onlywhen you were stressed or anxious about something. And you were.

Finals were coming up just before summer. Mikey’s break already started so he had nothing to worry about, not that he was worried anyway. You were stressing, trying to get every assignment in before your deadline. You were twisting and turning, not able to get a good place to sleep in. Mikey just kept you in place by wrapping his arms around you, it should’ve helped, so why were you in the ground?

You didn’t question it when you blinked sleepily awake, getting awareness of your surroundings. You fell back asleep, not caring how hard it would hurt you in the morning.

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“Y/n…?” A sleepy low voice speaks. Mikey was up, scratching his neck yawning looking around for you. “Shit..did your school start already? Why didn’t you wake me?” He pouted, sad that he wasn’t able to kiss you goodbye.

He got up and gasped when he saw your sleeping figure on the floor, curing into a ball and holding your arms around your shivering body.

“Y/n!” He took one last glance before laughing, holding his stomach. “You clumsy girl, what are doing on the floor?” He said, continuing to laugh.

You woke up with a groan, rubbing your eyes. “Hmm?” You got up and stretched, your back and head aching. Mikey sat on your side and lifted you up in his arms before planting you on his warm bed. Covering you with his warm blankets. He cradled you in his arms, caressing your hair.

“I fell down…” you sleepily said. His heart tightened.

“I noticed~” he teased. Fixing your hair. He now protected you with his towel and his arms. Mikey never gives his towel to anyone. Here it is wrapped around you along him bear hugging you.

“You gonna go to school today?” He asked. You looked as the time, it was already too late.

“I have an A in every class anyway. I’ll be fine.” You said, deeper burying yourself in his neck, he smiled as he hugged you tighter.

“Yay~” he said chuckling, the thought of you sleeping on the floor entering his mind again.

You really were gonna be the death of him.

[jellytoru]

Be honest, is this an eye catching way to start Chapter 1 of a book?

[jellytoru]

What ab tenjiku guys with a yapper gf⁉️ and I mean like, after the boombayah she'd stare dead at the ceiling and be like "that feeling you get on your tongue when you eat a pineapple is actually the pineapple trying to eat you" and go on a whole rant til she falls asleep. Plssss do this my glorious queen Kaz 🙏🙏😁😁😁😜🤭😍😝🎀😜😭🤭😝🤝😝🤝🤭😁🤭😁♥️♥️♥️

Tenjiku x Talkative!Girlfriend!Reader

♡ SFW, fem reader, fluff, kinda smut on Mochi's, post-sex convos, random facts, questions, and workplace drama ♡

Characters: Izana, Kakucho, Ran, Rindou, Mochi, Mucho, Shion

note: glorious queen is crazy 😭 pls continue tho lmao

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Izana

🎴 He's not trying to hear that yapping

"Zana, did you know that cats basically brainwashed humans into loving them?"

"...what?"

🎴 He'll roll over and ignore you until you shut up

🎴 Yap enough and he'll leave the room and sleep on the couch

Kakucho

🩷 He loves listening to you talk, but it's late at night and he's tired

🩷 He politely asks you to be quiet

"Kaku, do you ever think-"

"Babygirl, y'know I love listening to you yap all day, but please lemme get some sleep."

🩷 Cuddles you and buries your face in his chest so you'll shut up

Ran

💜 This man values his beauty sleep, so he hates the rants fr

"Ran, if you had the power to stop time for as long as you want, what would you do?"

"I'd get some damn rest, now go to bed princess."

💜 Puts noise cancelling headphones in to block you out

Rindou

🩵 Happily listens to your yapping

"Then the lady started going off, calling my boss out of his name and shit."

"Oh really?...Then what baby?"

🩵 Falls asleep while you're talking, your voice is soothing for him

🩵 He's the type of boyfriend to fall asleep on calls too

Mochi

🍡 Doesn't mind the yapping at first

"Then the guy started traveling through time to save his childhood friends and-"

"Darling I'm gonna stop you right there, because if you got time to yap, then you have energy for another round."

🍡 Prefers you whimpering and moaning rather than talking his ears off

Mucho

💙 Doesn't even let you start yapping

"Baby if-"

*Covers your mouth with his hand* "It's time for bed love."

💙 I swear he'd be like an old man, going to sleep early and shit lol

Shion

♥️ Listens intently to every word you say

"Did you know some sharks eat their siblings in the womb?"

"That's fucking vicious...tell me more."

♥️ Stays up all night talking to you until you fall asleep

♥️ He hates when you fall asleep before him, he doesn't like the silence or the absence of your voice

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[jellytoru]

"I hate my life, but I'll never admit it. I guess shame plays a role, but mostly I keep quiet for their sake. Life's unfair; I accepted that a long time ago. But I can't keep blaming everything on that unfairness; it's just part of my life now."

It was a daily routine she had forced herself to accept and get used to. Every morning, she woke up early to make breakfast for her two younger siblings. She would get them up, dressed, and ready for school, then walk them there. After returning home, she cooked a simple breakfast for herself, the last meal before facing her own day. She prepared for her own challenges, getting dressed and ready for school, and finally locked up their small, one-bedroom apartment before leaving.

"Hey, Y/N-chan!" Her friend, who walked the same path to school every day, called out. This caused her to stop, turn, and greet her with a forced smile.

Despite being Hina's upperclassman and older by two years, she found herself running into Hina quite often.

"Hey, Hina," she quietly said with a nod, noticing the concern that quickly clouded Hina's face.

"Did you get enough sleep last night, Y/N? You look tired. I have some water here. Drink up." Hina handed her a water bottle, which she raised her hand to refuse.

"It's alright, I'm fine. I was just working extra late yesterday. I'll manage," she politely declined, not used to accepting anything from anyone, even something as simple as a bottle of water.

"Wow, you're working really hard, Y/N. I've always admired that about you. You're so cool!" Hina chirped.

"Yeah, I guess I do," she muttered, before hearing a distant yell.

"Hinata!"

They both stopped in their tracks and turned to see a breathless boy, probably having run to catch up with them. He had messy yellow-blonde hair and a disheveled school uniform. Y/N took it as her chance to continue her walk to school alone.

"I'll let you be with your boyfriend now. It was good talking to you, though," she quickly said before walking a little faster, leaving them behind.

She let out a sigh of relief as she arrived early to class, immediately taking out her math textbook to review the day's lesson. This was her routine before class started and before any of her classmates arrived. Since she didn't have time to study after school because of her job, she used every morning to teach herself the material and complete her homework.

"Wow, already getting to work, L/N. You really are a hard worker. That's a good trait to have, especially rare to see in someone so young," her teacher remarked, accustomed to seeing her as the first one in class as always.

Day after day seemed to pass quickly. The school day was almost over, and there was little she looked forward to—except for seeing her siblings, of course. That was the highlight of her day. She would walk from her school to pick them up, make sure they got home safely, then head to her job and finish the day as usual.

"Well, that's the bell. You guys have a great rest of your day." The teacher finally said as the school bell rang signaling it was time to go. 

She was always the first to pack her things and head out before the hallways got crowded. She quickly sprinted, heading for her younger brother's school first. Being a third-year student herself, he was still a first-year being 14, and her youngest sister, who was in elementary school. 

The sky was overcast as she arrived at her brother's school gates, a slight chill in the air hinting at the approaching evening. She waited... and waited... until impatience began to gnaw at her. She called out to one of the kids leaving.

"Hey, um, do you know where Kenji is?" she asked, sounding a bit awkward.

The kid looked up from his iPod. "Huh, Kenji? Oh, I saw him earlier. Some upperclassmen dragged him off somewhere. I'm not really sure though. Who are you?"

Panic gripped her heart. She left the kid confused and quickly started searching for her brother. She knew all too well that when upperclassmen dragged a younger kid away, it usually ended badly. She had to find him before it was too late, before he got hurt.

"Dammit, dammit, GODDAMMIT," she muttered, her mind racing as she began running around the nearby parks and alleys by the school. "They couldn't have gotten that far."

The wind picked up, rustling the leaves around her and adding to her sense of urgency. Every shadow seemed threatening as she scanned the area, desperately hoping to catch a glimpse of Kenji before anything terrible happened.

As she rounded a corner, she heard the unmistakable sounds of kids bullying someone. Her heart pounded as she hurried closer, the voices becoming clearer. She realized with a sinking feeling that it was her brother, Kenji, who was getting beat up.

"You think you're tough, huh? Hand over the money!" one of the bullies demanded.

Kenji's voice was shaky. "I don't have any more. Please, just leave me alone."

Fury surged through her as she got closer and saw the scene: three upperclassmen surrounding Kenji, forcing him to buy them drinks and physically beating on him. She recognized her own hard-earned money being stolen from her brother.

"Hey! Get away from him, fucking dickheads!" she yelled, her voice filled with malice.

The bullies turned, startled. Their matching jackets bore the emblem of the "Tokyo Manji Gang." They seemed taken aback by her fierce glare and the anger radiating from her.

One of the bullies sneered, "And who are you?"

"I'm his sister. Now get lost before I bust all of your asses right now," she threatened, her voice dripping with venom.

The bullies hesitated, clearly intimidated by her presence.

"Let's go," one of them muttered, and they began to back off.

As they retreated, one of them tossed a parting comment over his shoulder, "We'll catch you later. Your sister can't protect you forever, punk!"

She ignored the taunt and rushed to Kenji's side, kneeling down to check if he was okay.

"Kenji, are you hurt?" she asked, her voice softening with concern.

"I'm fine," he mumbled, though he looked shaken. "Thanks, sis."

She hugged him tightly, feeling a mix of relief and anger. "Let's get you home. Don't worry, okay? I'll figure something out and patch you up."

As they walked home together, she kept a watchful eye on their surroundings, determined to protect her brother and make sure those gangsters wouldn't bother him again.

With Kenji in tow, Y/N hurried to their youngest sister's elementary school. When they arrived, little Reina was waiting outside, her eyes lighting up when she saw her siblings.

"Hi, Y/N! Hi, Kenji!" Reina chirped, running up to them.

"Hey, Reina," Y/N said with a smile, taking her hand. "Let’s get home."

Once they were home, Y/N set Reina up with a cartoon show on her computer to keep her occupied. Then, she turned her attention to Kenji, gently cleaning and bandaging his cuts and bruises.

"Kenji, what happened today?" she asked softly, trying to keep her voice calm.

Kenji hesitated, looking down. "I've become a slave to the Tokyo Manji Gang. They force me to spend money on them and made me join a fight club. They bet on me and I get beat up so they can win money."

Y/N felt fury boiling inside her, but she kept her expression calm. "How long has this been going on?" she asked, her voice tight.

Kenji shrugged, his eyes welling up with tears. "A few months. I didn’t want to tell you because I knew you'd worry."

Y/N clenched her fists, trying to suppress her anger. "You should have told me sooner. We’ll figure this out together. Don't worry about anything anymore, okay? I'll take care of it," she reassured him, trying to sound confident. "Now, let’s eat."

She prepared a meal for both her siblings, setting the table and making sure they had everything they needed. As they ate, she kept an eye on Kenji, noting the bruises and the tired look in his eyes. She felt a surge of protectiveness and determination.

After dinner, Y/N headed to work at a nearby café. The café was bustling with customers when two young guys, about her age, walked in. She overheard their conversation and caught their names—Mikey and Draken.

"Mikey, you think we'll see any action tonight?" Draken asked, leaning against the counter.

"Who knows," Mikey replied, glancing around the café. His eyes landed on Y/N, and he nudged Draken. "Hey, check her out. She's pretty cute."

Y/N, focused on her work, didn’t notice their attention. She served them with a polite smile, not engaging in conversation.

After her long shift, Y/N changed into her simple regular clothes: Just a regular white top with jeans and a pair of flats, not that she had much clothes to begin with. On her way home, she noticed a few guys wearing the same uniform as the gangsters from earlier. Remembering her promise to protect Kenji, she decided to follow them.

They led her to a shrine, where hundreds of gang members were gathered. She sneaked around, looking for the guys who had beaten up her brother. Just as she thought she spotted them, she failed to notice a member who had detected the ruckus in the bushes. He approached her from behind and caught her.

"Well, well, what do we have here?" he sneered, gripping her arm tightly.

Y/N’s heart raced, but she met his gaze with defiance. "Let go of me," she demanded, her voice steady.

The guy smirked, tightening his grip. "You think you can just sneak around here without getting caught? Who are you?"

"None of your business," Y/N shot back, trying to yank her arm free.

He leaned closer, his breath hot against her face. "You’ve got guts, but that won't help you here."

Before he could say more, another voice called out, "Hey, what's going on over there?"

Before Y/N could react, the gang member dragged her roughly through the throng of Tokyo Manji Gang members, pushing her all the way to the front. The leader, none other than Mikey—the guy from the café—stood there, a look of confusion on his face. Beside him was another familiar figure: Takemichi, Hina's boyfriend. Y/N's heart sank, recognizing him as someone she never expected to see in a gang.

Eyes narrowing as he took in Y/N, Mikey said, "What brings you here?"

Y/N glanced around, noticing the expectant stares from the gang members. Among them was a strong-looking girl with short hair, her cute appearance at odds with the tough crowd. Y/N took a deep breath, steeling herself.

"I’m here because of my brother," she began, her voice steady despite the nervous flutter in her stomach. "Some of your members have been using the gang's name to extort money and torment innocent people. My brother, Kenji, is one of their victims. They forced him to join a fight club where he gets beat up for their bets."

Mikey's eyes widened slightly, a mixture of shock and curiosity on his face. "Is that so?"

Y/N continued, "I won't let it slide. I'll stand against all of you if I have to, to protect my brother."

Mikey raised an eyebrow, impressed by her determination. "Call them out," he ordered.

Y/N pointed to the three boys who had bullied her brother. They reluctantly stepped forward, smirking confidently.

"Is this true?" Mikey asked, his tone dangerously calm.

One of the bullies sneered, "Yeah, it's true. That little pussy deserves everything he gets. He's weak and a loser. If anything, he deserves to die."

Another bully added, "Mikey, you'll side with us any day over some random bitch who interrupted our meeting."

Y/N's blood boiled. She stepped forward, fists clenched. "You think you're so tough? Let's see how you handle someone who fights back."

Without warning, she launched herself at the nearest bully, landing a solid punch to his jaw. She moved with precision and fury, taking down the three boys with a series of well-placed strikes. The fight was swift and brutal, and by the end, the bullies lay on the ground, groaning in pain.

Mikey watched, a mixture of amusement and admiration in his eyes. Some of the other gang members cheered Y/N on, clearly impressed by her courage and skill.

Breathing heavily, Y/N stood over the fallen bullies. "I'm done here. I don't need anything else from you," she declared, turning to leave.

As she walked away, Mikey called out, "Bye, Y/N. I'll see you later."

Y/N paused, glancing back at him with a puzzled expression. Why would she ever see him again? But she didn't have time to ponder. She needed to get home and take care of her brother.

The night was cool, with a light breeze rustling the trees around the Musashi Shrine. The moon hung low in the sky, casting a silver glow over the scene. As Y/N made her way home, she couldn't shake the feeling that her encounter with the Tokyo Manji Gang was far from over.

Back at their small apartment, she found Kenji and Reina waiting for her. Kenji looked up, concern etched on his face. "Are you okay, sis?"

"I'm fine," she assured him, giving him a reassuring smile. "Everything's going to be okay."

She knew she had made an impression on Mikey and the gang, but what that meant for the future remains uncertain. For now, she focused on protecting what's left of her family.

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should I continue this? part 2? also yall I'm backkk, school is over finallyyy

[jellytoru]

Mikey: Can I get a kiss?

Y/N: *gives him a hershey's kiss*

Mikey:

Mikey: Can I have another one?

[jellytoru]

OK so lately me and my partner have been talking about maybe having children in the future and I saw these cute Bambi outfits at Walmart and that did not help the baby fever. How wood various tokyo revengers boys, at least Sanzu, react to baby fever?

TokRev x Reader w/ Baby Fever

♡ SFW, fem reader, fluff, suggestive ♡

Characters: Sanzu, Ran, Shinichiro

note: thanks for requesting anon, hope you and your partner are doing well 🩷

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Sanzu

🌸 Acts like he doesn't understand your baby fever

"Kids? Why would you want kids?"

🌸 He's really just scared of being a father because of his childhood, he's not prepared to take care of a child

🌸 You two have a long conversation about the responsibilities of parenthood and you make sure to let him know that you aren't rushing him to make any decisions anytime soon

Ran

💜 As soon as he finds out you're having baby fever, he's teasing you to hell and back

"Aww my darling wants a baby from me?"

💜 Suggests that you start trying as soon as you get home

💜 He does sit down and talk to you about the responsibilities of being a parent though, he doesn't want you making decisions in the heat of the moment

Shinichiro

🔧 He probably has baby fever too, he already knows he wants to be with you forever and that he wants to have a family with you

🔧 He'll go out and buy a mountain of baby stuff as soon as you say you have baby fever, hell he'd even build a crib for a nursery (and help you design it)

"What color should we paint the walls baby? I need to know so I can pick a color to paint the crib."

🔧 He's literally so eager, he'd definitely put a ring on your finger before having a baby with you though

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[jellytoru]

Hc: ALSO reader gets really attached to peke J in the tutor reader series. So sometimes her and baji basically have an inside joke, they're fighting for custody of the cat. Baji wants child support and is only giving reader (she lowkey getting the deadbeat dad treatment fr) weekends. Sometimes they get chifuyu and ryusei involved and jokingly have court sessions fighting for custody (chifuyu or ryusei is the judge).

“You had him last weekend!”

“Yeah well it was his birthday! It’s still my weekend!”

“No! You have him all throughout the week!”

“Let’s not fight now—“

“No no this is great, let’s just watch.”

“He’s literally trying to sneak into my bag, he’s coming Home With Me!”

“Fine, but so am I!”

[jellytoru]

talk 2 me / haitani rindou

You think Rindou is the most charming he can be like this ー fresh out of a nap, hair all messy and wearing his old basketball jersey from high school as he shoves your cooking down his throat. There's sleep marks all across both his arms, a tiger balm plaster stuck on his left shoulder that he'd rummaged through cabinets and asked for you to help him stick it on, the evening sun kissing all over his back, painting his soft tanned skin pretty gold and honey.

And you? You're sprawled across the couch watching him, TV show long forgotten and the remote control in your hands as you fiddle mindlessly with the buttons. You think you really want to press a kiss to his toned bicep ー maybe nibble on it a little, watch him hiss in faux pain as if he isn't already used to the gentle sting of your teeth poking into his flesh, your teethmarks indented and some saliva smeared across his skin.

But here's the thing ー Rindou is mad at you (you think your baby is still mad at you). He isn't facing you while he eats ー well, technically he is facing you, just sideways, kinda. You know he knows that you're looking at him ー watching him like a hawk, taking in his every move as he feeds himself spoon after spoon of the leftover bowl of rice you couldn't finish, and hearts in your eyes despite the little argument shared earlier in noon.

"Honey," you start, voice all soft and sweet when calling him such a lovely endearment, and Rindou visibly softens at your coo. His shoulders aren't as tense anymore and he not-so-discreetly starts lowering down the volume of the movie playing from his laptop.

You heart flutters a little at his gesture despite knowing that he is still mad at you. "'M sleepy. Gonna go nap a bit." You wait for him to process it, and with that, you retreat into his room with his cat following behind in little meows.

He blinks a bit when he hears his bedroom door closing and puts down the spoon with a sigh. Ran emerges from the balcony with a scoff after having to witness all that went down.

"Are you still not going to say sorry?"

Rindou doesn't think he's felt this guilty before.

/

You awake from your nap to soft kisses littered all over your face and a familiar weight pressed on top of yourself.

With one eye open you see your honey lying atop of you, beefy arms wrapped around your torso, your waist, and he's chosen to bury his head into your neck now. His cat rests just a little beside both your legs, purring loud as ever, but she is awake and she is watching the both of you as Rindou clings and buries himself into your warmth while you rub and massage his shoulder for relief.

"You know, I dreamt of you taking me to the beach." You murmur, hints of sleep still evident in your voice. You feel his lips stretch into what seems like a smile against your skin. "You were only asleep for 10 minutes."

"A lot can happen in 10 minutes, baby... My dream, for one."

He scoffs playfully against you and neither of you speak anymore afterwards ー just busy enjoying each other's warmth and basking in the sun until it slowly lowers itself and hides behind the many skyscrapers of Tokyo.

It's quiet until it's not.

"Are you still mad at me?"

You poke and tickle your nose against his cheek, prompting him for a response. You wish for him to say that he isn't. You don't like it when he is mad at you ー you never do. You hate it, actually. And you hate it even more when you fight knowing it's no one's fault and you hate it too when you do not know how to communicate to him despite knowing what it is that you actually, really want. (He doesn't really, either, but you're both trying for each other, and it is all that matters.)

"No, I'm not." You melt into his arms as you let him manoeuvre you both on the bed until you are facing each other. Rindou still has his hands wrapped around you, so you move one of your own to rest on his arm, thumb rubbing soft circles onto his pec as you listen to him speak.

"'M sorry for earlier. Didn't mean to raise my voice. Was just frustrated 'n everything. You never really tell me what you want." He apologises in broken up sentences and your heart melts a little upon spotting the cute pout on his lips as he nuzzles closes to you.

"I mean, I just want you to tell me what's up, what's going on, you know? I won't... I won't react differently. 'S just me, babe. Tell me things. I don't want you to keep it all inside." Rindou confesses.

A warm, calloused palm covers itself on your hip. One of your own covers his cheek.

"I know. I'm sorry for earlier too." A thumb swipes across his brow, then his eyelid. "I don't really know how to tell you things, but I am trying. I know you won't judge, but it's hard to open up."

"...Then we'll try, together. Jus' don't wanna see you sad. Don't like it when we fight either."

You know Rindou hates it when he does things that upsets you. Like the one time he'd gone out and fought with the douchebags who'd messed with you despite telling him not to, and he'd ended up coming home to you with one black eye and a busted lip only to see you in tears because you don't like seeing him all beat up. That was ages ago, when he was still young and had nothing much to lose except for you. Or the other time when Rindou had accidentally neglected your feelings at the start of your relationship because his simple mind couldn't yet differentiate between time spent with you and time spent together with you.

But those were the past. Right now, he's looking at you like you hung the stars in the sky ー like you'd crafted the Earth and created the Sun.

"Promise me you'll tell me things, yeah? Make it my problem too. We'll settle it together." He grabs your hand on his cheek ー kisses the tips of your fingers, then your palm.

"Okay."

And you both watch as a certain furry creature squeezes its way past both your bodies ー little movements accompanied by soft meows, until it eventually finds a comfortable spot between you and your lover and confidently topples down right where you face each other.

"We'll go to the beach tomorrow." Rindou grumbles in annoyance after being fed a mouthful of cat fur, honeyed voice a little muffled as he tries his best to shift her into his arm, "...with this light bulb here."

You laugh into his chest. "Okay, honey."

i feel like most of my stuff are pretty repetitive but i am such a sucker for gentle, mundane romance 😕😕

[jellytoru]

Can you do tenjiku rindou falling in love at first with a reader who's introverted?? Thank you!

Tenjiku Rindou x (introvert) Reader

Softie rindou gobsmacked when he sees you walking home late at night grocery shopping for your little siblings.

warnings: none

semi long oneshot ngl

Rindou has known you for some time. since he was 16. he first knew you from school. the rare time he went, your timid self ran into him. it was like you were mute.

he remembers his interest getting piqued. you didn’t even think to apologise and rather you sped away from him, head down in shame.

he walked by your class that same day.

you hand was writing away with incredible speed and you were dedicated to your work. Rindou for the first time in a while, stood there in admiration

you were beautiful, a breath of fresh air and a change of scenery from the constant sea of delinquents he was dealing with and wimpy school kids he’s known.

he used every opportunity to try talk to you in school but despite your meek replies, you were socially unavailable and kept to yourself.

ever since then, now that he was 18, he’s liked remembering you - thinking about you.

“hey,” ran poked rindou’s head, they were walking home quite late from a tenjiku meeting.

“hey rindouu” ran repeated rammed his finger into his head -

“what?!”

“whooo you thinking about?”

“no one.”

“come on, you don’t want to tell your older brother?”

“no, not really”

ran hit his brother’s back in disapproval.

“whatever you say rin rin, imma go fetch some snacks from the store, text me if you need anything” ran got his phone out and walked the opposite direction, “don’t get kidnapped” he snickered.

“i hope you do though…” rindou grumbled under his breath, he had had enough of his brother’s constant inner personality.

hands in his pocket, he made his way past the grocery store.

what he didn’t expect to see though, was you.

your hair had been tied up neatly and you were dressed comfortably but fashionably.

coming out the store with a multitude of grocery bags in your hand, you noticed him.

it was like your breath was caught in your throat. if you were being honest, you weren’t afraid of rindou but you knew about the reputation he had.

“hey,” rindou doesn’t know what inclined him to even motion a conversation with you, he didn’t know what made him come up to you either.

you were silent, you simply looked up at him hoping he would just disappear.

“y/n, right?”

you shook your head and kept your head hung low.

“you’re beautiful”

…..

he doesn’t know what even possessed him to say that, but he thought that he’s been holding that thought in ever since he was 16.

he noticed your ears turning red, the way your eyes quickly turned up to meet his.

and you smiled.

“rindou, I’ve heard a lot about you these days”

“yeah yeah, let’s not talk about that stupid reputation right now”

you placed your shopping bags down on the floor, rubbing the red lines lingering on your hands from holding them.

“need some help?”

you gave him a gentle smile and nodded your head.

he lifted up your bags and signalled you to start walking.

a few minutes of small conversation went by,

“how comes you’re so shy?”

“I just don’t like people, don’t you think they’re just… annoying?”

“annoying?”

rindou turned his head to look at you. your eyes were practically glowing under the dim streetlights. you noticed his stare and looked at him with the same gentle smile from earlier.

“well yeah, in school I did get picked on”

rindou furrowed his brows at this, who would think to pick on you?

“it didn’t affect me much but, I’ve just learnt to keep to myself.”

rindou didn’t like that.

“hey, want me to find those guys and beat ‘em up?”

you laughed at this. and his heart ached at that laugh.

“forgive and forget,” you were approaching your apartment complex.

“you shouldn’t be going home this late, you know?”

“well how else are the little ones meant to eat” your cheeks were reddened, you were honestly flattered with the way he was this caring.

rindou didn’t know himself why he was doing this, well that’s what he wanted to think - he had a crush on you.

“I’ll help you every time you need to go grocery shopping”

you were pleasantly surprised by this

“gimme your number” rindou took his phone out waiting for you to type your number in, “and you have to let me know when I needa come and help you”

and again, you laughed. that was probably going to be his favourite thing for the next few weeks.

“of course, rindou” you typed your number in and retrieved the bags from off the floor, turning back once more to wave at him.

“goodnight, y/n”

god was rindou gassed.

this was a weekly occourance now.

rindou only grew to like you more each time and his mood was visibly better. everyone seemed to notice this.

whilst some of the tenjiku members were gathered, rindou was staring down at his phone looking at the imagine you took of you two -

he was taken completely off guard by the picture and you were smiling brightly.

ran smiled smugly at sanzu and kakucho, he was wondering who his brother was infatuated with.

he snatched the phone from rindou and smacked his head away so he wouldn’t be able to retrieve his phone.

and he was absolutely perplexed. perplexed that his brother somehow managed to get chummy with a girl?

“who’s this sweet one?”

sanzu had a look at the image and snickered at the growing blush on rindou’s face.

“give it BACK RAN” rindou made a futile attempt at grabbing his phone back.

ran swiped off the image and looked at the contact name -

“y/n.. Y/N?!”

ran burst out laughing

“the girl you had a crush when you were fucking 16 rindou?!”

“I DIDN’T”

“you soo did! don’t think I forgot when you talked about her then!” ran was tearing up from laughing.

rindou grabbed his phone back, speeding away from his brother.

“don’t worry rin rin! I’ll tell her how stupidly in love you were with her at your wedding!”

rindou didn’t even bother to reply after getting your text asking him to walk you home again.

“rindouu” you smiled timidly at him, holding your school bag close to you.

“hey y/n”

you noticed his still red face and put your hand to his forehead.

“are you sick?”

as if he wasn’t already red enough, you got him even more red.

“no, it was my stupid brother poking fun at me.”

“that’s not very nice,” despite saying that you laughed, “what for?”

rindou had a silent debate within himself, he didn’t know whether to expose himself or just keep silent.

“you.”

“me?”

he sighed heavily, he might as well just tell you.

“yep. he knows about you.”

“what’s so wrong with that?”

“cos I was smiling like some lovesick fool looking at our picture” rindou turned his head away from you, puffing his cheeks out at how ridiculous the situation was.

you burst out laughing. your usually quiet and introverted self - in the middle of the street, crying with laughter.

“you’re so cute rindou” you placed your hand reassuringly on his cheek and smiled like the angel you were.

“well are you not a lovesick fool?” you beamed.

yeah. he could get used to this. maybe it was a good idea ran teased him

lmk if u want a part 2 where he does actually confess his feelings!