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redr0sewrites · 3 months

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Sick!Hazbin Hotel x Reader Hcs

i love reverse comfort sm. im also currently being brutally murdered by allergies but i prefer comforting others so here we are

🥀 Cw: fluff, crack, teensy bit of angst with comfort

🥀 Pairing(s): Lucifer x reader, Alastor x reader, Vox x reader, Adam x reader

Lucifer:

sick? him? please, the king of hell doesn't get sick!

thats what he claims anyways

lucifer brushes nearly everything off as just plain allergies, he could literally have a 103 fever and be shaking on the floor and would still be pouting and saying he's fine

the thing about him tho is that he's easy to take care of- after a little coaxing lucifer just sighs and nods glumly before pretty much submitting himself to your care

once he's admitted hes sick tho, he wants you around him 24/7

lucifer wants cuddles, hugs, kisses, he just gets so clingy when he's feeling under the weather

THIS MAN LITERALLY BURNS UP WHEN HE'S SICK ITS ALWAYS THE LITTLE ONES WITH THE HIGHEST RAGING FEVERS THAT LAST FOR DAYS like he'll be sweating and shivering and crying he gets hit HARD when he's sick and it happens so suddenly too- like one day he's fine and then the next he looks like he's one small wind away from collapsing

he lowkey feels bad about asking for things when he's sick so he'll say something offhand like "yk im in the mood for soup" and hopes you get the message

ABSOLUTELY THE TYPE TO GET FEVER DREAMS AND START RAMBLING WHEN HES SICK

like he'll wake up from a nap and still be half asleep and he just starts genuinely rambling about literally the most obscure things

lucifer definitely gets nightmares even when he isn't sick, but when hes feeling like shit and is so delirious he can't tell reality from fiction? be prepared for him to wake up crying and shaking, he just gets so so scared :(

lucifer feels bad about you taking care of him and wants to help, but will lowkey end up pushing himself too hard. PLEASE reassure him and tell him it's alright he'll literally melt

once its all over, lucifer will genuinely trust you more after you saw him in such a vulnerable state and is much more likely to come to you instead of hiding how he's feeling in the future

Alastor:

alastor? weak? lmao no

he would literally rather die than admit he's sick like he would literally just keep pushing on

alastor is one of those people that has an iron immune system like he VERY rarely gets sick but when he does its like torture

to even be alastor's partner you'd have to know him for a long time and you'd probably be able to read him pretty well (at least compared to other people), yet even you sometimes miss his sickness in the earlier stages

alastors biggest tell tale sign of being sick? exhaustion. he very rarely sleeps on the regular, but when he's sick that all catches up to him

he also gets more irritable and a little less composed, he'd be more prone to getting angry and would lash out if anyone asked if he was ok

alastors ears would also be turned back slightly, like most animals do when they're being aggressive, but its pretty much only obvious to people who know him closely

alastor never wants to be vulnerable or weak but you notice that his eyelids keep drifting of their own accord, and how irritable he's been, and it clicks to you that he's obviously not feeling well

approach him about it in private, while alastor does trust you he still doesn't want others to knowm

no matter how much you try he will not lay down, take medicine, or do anything (at least at first)

alastor genuinely thinks that he can just push through on his own and lowkey thinks you're worrying too much

however after two weeks of pure suffering and exhaustion, combined with no sleep and your irritation at his lack of will to take care of himself, alastor finally breaks

he'd prob come to your room at like 4 in the morning and just curl up on the edge of the bed, shivering a little but staying quiet

you wake up to him fast asleep, his ears twitching every once and a while as he rests peacefully near you

get a cool towel and lay it on his forehead to break the fever, and he'll just keep sleeping

he probably wouldn't wake up for at least a few hours, months of lost sleep are catching up to him at this point, giving you the opportunity to make him some soup and medicine

alastor will stir a little when you get out of bed but wont wake up, but once he does wake up he wants you to come back

when he's sick he wants you to be nearby, alastor isn't the touchiest person and being sick makes him feel gross, so he wouldn't want to be touched but would want you arround just to know you're there

this is probably the first step in him being more open to vulnerability around you, and while it may have been a bit of an irritating process to get him back to his usual healthy status, it's definitely worth it as he begins to trust you more

Vox:

lowkey a man child (affectionate)

vox is one of those guys who will take care of himself when he's sick, but he'll complain about it every step of the way

i think he's pretty responsible when he's sick, he'll take the day off and relax but won't do much other than that

he likes when you pamper him though, and a part of him lowkey enjoys being sick because he just gets to have your full attention all of the time (as if he doesn't already💀)

vox would be irritated about showing weakness and not being in control, but he wouldn't be irritated at you

if an employee was being too nosy about his wellbeing? yea he's pissed but if you're the one taking care of him, he'll just sigh and let you do what you want

VOX IS ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE WHOS LITERALLY ALWAYS COLD AND ITS AMPLIFIED WHEN HES SICK

he becomes like a literal ice cube he's SHIVERING and everything

vox has the cutest sneezes too, he glitches out and denies how cute his sneezes are but they really are adorable

vox takes like 2 baths per day when he's sick he hates feeling unclean, and def wants you to join him in the bath (just to relax, get your mind out of the gutter)

vox would be a little pissed about missing work, i think he's a bit of a workaholic and might try to work in bed or sneak some paperwork behind your back

it doesn't work though because he just ends up passing out anyway

vox is big on sleeping when he's sick he's definitely the type to just sleep it off and thats that

like he CRASHES in bed and just does not get up for hours

he sleeps like the dead too, his screen is blank and he barely moves in his sleep

like lucifer, he has fever dreams but they lean more on the weird side rather than the sad side

its funny but instead of talking more when sick, vox actually talks much less. he starts getting super quiet and a lot more needy for your attention

vox is more than happy to return to work and be back on his feet, but will send you a little thank you gift and pamper you in return for taking care of him

Adam:

manchild x2 (also affectionate)

adam DREADS getting sick like he genuinely hates it so much, he sees it as one of his own flaws and it makes him lowkey disgusted at himself

he whines like a baby over a common cold, its almost sad how the slightest sickness will make him act like he's on his death bed

adam whines and complains whenever you aren't around him, he wants cuddles and kisses and is 10x more clingy when he's sick

he has little to no appetite when he's actually sick but gets a huge appetite right after

like you'll have to force him to eat at least a piece of toast per day while he's actually feverish but once he's in recovery he's literally FAMISHED and will ask for so much food

he barely eats or drinks while hes sick it just feels icky to him

i also think he's the type to not want to move like he just collapses on his bed and barely moves an inch (unless you force him)

adam exaggerates when he's barely sick and then underplays it when he's genuinely really sick its lowkey so confusing

like he could have pneuomonia and be half dead and say he's fine but he could have the most common cold and complain foreverrr

he doesn't think you're genuine when you say you want to help him and take care of him, he thinks its just a joke since nobody has ever really taken care of him before

like sure he's been told what to do and bossed around and treated him like a foolish child, but no one has ever sat with him while he's sick and held his hand yk?

while he can be irritable and annoying while he's sick, he apologizes afterwards

its one of the few times he ever apologizes but he genuinely feels bad about lashing out

adam isn't used to being below someone when it comes to status or health and relaxing and letting someone else take care of him is kind of foreign for him, but you both work it out over time

while he isn't the easiest to take care of, he genuinely appreciates that you want to help him and wants to return the favor someday

I WILL MAKE A PT 2 OF THIS WITH MORE FEM CHARACTERS OR WITH HELLUVA BOSS CHARACTERS BUT I DIDNT WANT TO CROWD UP THIS POST TOO MUCH!!!!! ALSO SORRY FOR ANY SPELLING MISTAKES I WROTE THIS WHILE HALF ASLEEP ♥️ HOPE YALL ENJOYED THIS TEEHEE

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xiao-come-home · 1 month

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PLEASE PLEASE PPLLLEEEAAAASE GIVE ME HEADCANONS OF BOOTHILL WITH AN INSECURE CHUBBY S/O. I KNOW THIS MAN WOULD SHOW EXTRA LOVE AND KILL ANYONE WHO MAKES FUN OF HIS BELOVED

Oh wow hehe twirls hair did you just call me out in this ask because its so me 🧐 some are a little sugg/estive but yea, you ask and I shall deliver 🙏

Boothill does not care that you're chubby at all - quite the opposite, he loves it! He genuinely thinks you look gorgeous, but most importantly, he's obsessed with hugging you and how soft you are! It gives him the fuzzy memories and reminds him how much he misses his old body.

Boothill does not tolerate yours or - aeons forbid - anyone else's bad comments about your body. Sure, he might laugh at some jokes you make, but once you take it too far, he gently reminds you that you're just as human as anybody else and should respect yourself! He won't judge you either, I mean - you're dating a cyborg, so if you love him for who he is in and out, he'll do the same.

Boothill might be a little too happy to touch your love handles at any occasion he gets. He's a little bit of a chubby chaser (like Itto, but it ain't about him) in the best way possible, he really likes to just... Grab stuff. Especially if it's about you.

Boothill might not be that good with words, but will always reassure you that he truly just loves you, regardless of how you think about yourself. Boothill will scoop you in his arms, kiss your cheek gently and wipe your tears if you truly feel down about your looks that day.

"Listen up, sweet pea," Boothill smiles at you softly, "all I can see is absolute perfection. Ya might not feel the same and it's fine - but I promise ya, pretty thing, I'll never get tired of seein' these beautiful curves."

He's definitely willing to prove his words with actions, though..

Try prying away Boothill from your thighs when he gets to them, I dare you. God, he loves, fuck, LOVES everything about your thick thighs. Having them as pillow, having his face squished between them... He jokes it's his only place to die the second time (💀). He just might go insane if you wear shorts that emphasize your revealed thighs.

He might just be laying between your thighs when he recharges. There's no reason to it, he's enveloped by two warm pillows and he's on cloud nine. Deal with it.

You may not notice, but Boothill sometimes just drools over you. If you're chubbier in the butt - he fights himself internally not to pull you from behind by your shorts against him and shamelessly grope you. Chubbier tits? He's almost barking when they spill from your bra. Chubbier stomach? God, the way some of your clothes stick to it, it makes his head dizzy. A little bit of everything? Good, he wants it all. Just sit on his face and stop talking.

Boothill might short-circuit when you sit on his lap for the first time because any aeons out there, this is heaven. Literally just marry him on the spot please. He isn't letting you go once you sit down. He's literally the "let's fucking go" meme afterwards.

You just have to slap away Boothill's hands in public from time to time because this man's hands slowly progress from just holding your waist, then firmly holding your hips, and traveling to finally hold your ass.

Though, when someone dares to speak something that makes you doubt yourself even more, let alone make you cry - things are going to get violent. Boothill won't let it slide, and on top of that, he's fucking pissed off. Boothill will hunt them in every lifetime.

#honkai star rail #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #boothill #boothill hsr #boothill x reader #chubby reader #.anon thirst

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alexisomnias · 1 year

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— TELL YOU I LOVE YOU. . .

⤷ he'd be a pine tree (— pining trope)

featuring the OVERBLOT BOYS

RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS - knees brushing against each other, leading to deep breaths and giddy feels.

riddle is hopelessly in love with you, to the point its distracting. seriously? how could he let his feelings grow this large to the point he can't even simply go near you without his mind running off to a romantic version of your real relationship. oh, how riddle hopes that daydream would one day become real, but for now. he needs to get back on trac-

"riddle? are you okay?" your voice raises, cutting through and silencing his voice playing loops in his head. he blushes, his hair color blending to his face as his breath catches. stomach churning nervously as he feels your skin brush against his, a blockage in his throat as his head pounds nervously. how much he really wants to hold your hand now, or wrap his arms around you... (when was he so touch starved...?)

"y-yes.. im perfectly fine. thanks for your concern." he nods, gazing away, afraid that even a few more seconds of meeting your eyes would cause the butterflies in his stomach to explode from inside out. why couldn't he just be straight up about his feelings...

LEONA KINGSCHOLAR - taking care of them in the shadows

leona was a blunt man. always straight to the point, and uncaring of others first opinions on him. but with you? oh it seems like nothing that ever comes out of his mouth is honest! its not like he lies to you, its just that he never finishes his full thought. "stop dragging me into trouble" i don't want to see you hurt, "why are you touching me?" you could've asked...

so, what better way of getting out his feelings to anybody but the true object of affection? well simply let himself lie in your shadow. for all those in front of you too gaze and know for, but for you? you won't see the slight affection and care that seeps into his gaze, nor will you know that behind the scenes he is ensuring your life upon arriving to Twisted Wonderland will be nothing but easy and like royalty. for he does not want to ever see you struggle.

so he'll be in your shadow. for him to follow you and love you, for everyone else to see that love except you... until he decides to appear before you once the sun comes out and he's ready to open himself to that level of vulnerability, to step out of the dark and show his face.

AZUL ASHENGROTTO - digging in their interests so that you have common topics to talk about

it was quite well known that azul has many connections, many ways to get information and to utilize it. his office is like an archive for all secrets and importance. but for that section of his brain, it holds everything about you. from silly daydreams, to just everything you like and what could make you happy. he truly had an entire library of thoughts and knowledge dedicated to you only with a key to those who break into his heart whether he'd like it or not. floyd and jade, being two, never left him alone about it.

it was no secret to his two friends that azul was a simp, he'd die before admitting it, but its true! he was utterly floored everytime you smiled at him, everytime you greeted him first. he was down-bad to the point he'd of made it to the bottom of the Mariana trench. Azul only wanted to make you happy, and get to know you better. even if he had no chance to call you a lover, this was far more than enough. so he got into all your interests so he had a common interest with you, no matter how wild, he'd end up loving it because you love it. and he loves you.

JAMIL VIPER - Instant butterflies when you call out their name

"jamil!" you called excitedly, waving him over with a beautiful, utterly handsome smile on your face.

jamil was used to his name being called. from Kalim to the servants in the house. it is common knowledge to know a servant would get his name called, for an order of sorts. to be told. but with you? oh it was so so different... normally everytime his name was called he'd be filled with dread. what would he have to do next? but with you? it is filled with such euphoria. your calling him, you want to talk to him, you want to see him. its such a strange thing to jamil on how his name being called could be so different. from just a simple tone, simple vocal difference. how is it so different everytime you call his name?

jamil would be ready to walk no mattered distance if he could meet you again. ugh.... how did he end up this deep in love? he's merely in high school...

VIL SCHOENHEIT - having your every little thing memorized

vil schoenheit was an actor. master of memorizing lines, and routines of all sorts. and yet, he is also a master of memorizing you. from your lovely smile, to your hair, to your hypnotic eyes. vil has it all remembered as if he's going to chisel an exact replica of you as a statue. this memory of his helps him realize every little emotion you have. your lips are a little bit more curved, are you okay dear? your hair is not in its usual style? what brought up this change? oh you must've gotten new clothes, he's never seen this outfit before.

all of which are in effort of loving you. he truly never thought he'd find the day where of he'd care so much for someone that every bit of them is put into memory. every touch, feeling of skin put into his mind like a note sheet. notes upon notes about every little thing he notices about you... and if you catch him staring..?

"vil? do i have something on my face? you've been staring for a while..."

"oh no, there's nothing there. just noticing the beauty that's made its mark."

IDIA SHROUD - dropping everything at their messages

idia wasn't the type for social interaction, in fact any sorts of it he would immediately ditch on. for even if he gets a messaged it would be left on read for weeks, but with you? oh its like theres a personal alarm set for himself! every message, or call you make is received right away. like an update for a game or show, he sees it right away and it immediately leaves him feeling giddy...

for an introvert, anti-socialist, like him. it was unfamiliar to get such a wonderful sensation upon being talked to... being noticed... having someone contact him first, willingly? oh how it felt like the world flipped itself for him, and complied to his wills and wants. and those wants? oh its to call you his... but i guess he got too far caught into the selfshipping delusions for he doubts you'll ever love him above online friend (he's to nervous to meet you face to face. you're so ethereal).

when the notification goes off, the typing bubble immediately comes up. hes not missing your message for the world.

MALLEUS DRACONIA - rambling about something you love and all they do is stare at them lovingly

malleus is completely, and totally infatuated with you. every word you speak, every breath you take it has him at the edge of his seat. ready to love and adore whatever you do next. he thinks everything you do is lovely, and worthy of adoration. he especially loves when you tell him about whatever interests you may have. Malleus absolutely adores listening to you.

please, tell him about anything and he'll listen so devotedly. how he loves knowing your comfortable enough around him to tell him and talk about your interests, whether from Twisted Wonderland, or from your world, "earth". anything and everything you tell him he is so ready to listen and learn. its coming from you, its something you consider important. so its only natural he listens.

and when you do rant, he stares and listens. looking at you like your the only thing in his universe, a beautiful sunset of which he's never laid his eyes upon before. a gift given by the world for him to love and cherish. and he'll learn everything about this treasure he has the pleasure of knowing. so... child of man, tell him more.

#twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland #overblot boys x reader #twst x reader #riddle rosehearts x reader #leona kingsholar x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #jamil viper x reader #vil shoenheit x reader #idia shroud x reader #malleus draconia x reader #riddle rosehearts #leona kingscholar #azul ashengrotto #jamil viper #vil schoenheit #idia shroud #malleus draconia #suns pencil.

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mit0bee · 11 months

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Twisted Wonderland boys with an S/O who's afraid of bugs (me too)

Did I literally just post 5 minutes ago? yes. am i posting again? yes. Stuff you should read: Bulleted HC's because i dont feel like writing an essay like i did with floyds tent hc, no beta we die like men, mention of multiple types of bugs Characters: Leona Kingscholar, Malleus Draconia, Trey Clover, Jamil Viper, Vil Schoenheit, Epel Felmier, Sebek Zigvolt, Floyd Leech

(can be read as platonic but i did write it with a romantic relationship in mind)

LEONA KINGSCHOLAR

Leona literally came running into the room thinking you had died or smthn, but no. you were screaming, standing on his bed....all over a small cockroach.

Bro actually sighed. like, a super big sigh, one that youd only get from a dissapointed mother while he stomped on the bug.

"Seriously, Herbivore? You took care of multiple overblots, but a single cockroach gets you all worked up?"

hes grinning so hard. youd want to punch him with how hard hes grinning.

all hes thinking is about the amount he can tease you about this

but, yes. he does get rid of the bug.

unless he was sleeping. then he forces asks ruggie to do it nicely.

MALLEUS DRACONIA

implodes the bug.

im not kidding.

he literally goes full on oceangate on that bug and implodes it

you didnt even have time to properly freak out before the bug was wiped off the face of the earth

"tsunotarou what was that sound?"

"nothing light of my life" *hiding bug corpse*

"are you sure bc i thought i saw a bug"

"nope. no bugs here? should we buy some bug repellant to ease your mind?"

".....no its okay."

you knew he somehow killed the bug.

and it only made you love him even more than you already do.

TREY CLOVER

catches the bug for you and lets it outside.

unlike the first two, he tries his best not to kill the bug.

he pulls the "how would you feel if i stomp on you and kill you?"

"if you killed me while i was a bug i'd thank you"

"you'd be dead, [name]."

"....id thank you from the grave."

he just sighs and shakes his head

probably convinces riddle to let him put anti-bug measures around heartslaybul for you (it didnt take much convincing riddle hates bugs too)

JAMIL VIPER

screams with you

probably set ramshackle on fire more than once while visiting you

you both have to call kalim or adeuce to come exterminate the single cockroach on the ground

again, that one tik tok sound where its like

"YOU KILL THE BUG, YOURE THE MAN!"

"SINCE WHEN."

thats a daily interaction between the two of you

if it happened at scarabia, he'd stay at ramshackle for the next month

literally would abandon kalim (or if he really cant be trusted he'd just bring kalim with him to make sure he didn't cause any problems)

VIL SCHOENHIET

screams with you x2

isn't as dramatic as jamil, but he definitely freaks out about it too.

about the bugs? no. about the bug bites.

again, youd have to call someone to save the both of you so you dont pass tf out and die while he gets eaten alive by a fruit fly

wym fruit flies dont bite? you cant be too cautious.

somehow always has bug repellant with him in the warm seasons

hes prepared and will NOT get any bug bites

EPEL FELMIER

zero reaction, or has a positive one.

"what in tarnation do you mean you hate bugs?! they help with fertilizer blah blah blah blah blah blah (i dont know farming stuff)!"

you have to CONVINCE him to get rid of the bugs, but he'll eventually cave and do it just for you

if you ask him to put up anti-insect measures he'd look at you like youre crazy

"[name]. bugs are actually really good for our ecosystem. back at home we always had to take care of the bugs, or else our crops would die."

"shut up. please. ily, but i cant deal with these bugs."

"okay okay okay fine"

will reluctantly set them up

overall a 4/10 for bug measures he will do it just not unless you beg

SEBEK ZIGVOLT

yells.

not in fear, but in anger because how DARE such a miniscule thing try to terrify the people he cares about?!

doesnt explode it like malleus

but strikes it with lightning.

yk his dorm card groovy? thats what hes doing to a little centipede.

expects you to praise him for protecting you

sure, its a given that he would, but he would very much so appreciate your thanks, and maybe a head pat or smthn

give him one.

now.

FLOYD LEECH

like trey, he lets the bug free

sometimes.

other times he kills it and chases you with the corpse

or keeps it alive and chases you with the living bug

if you REALLYYYYYYYYYY dont like bugs, like straight up sobbing, freaking out, then he wont but otherwise? have fun bro

someone has to seperate you two when you see a bug, because he will do something

sometimes if he's feeling generous he wont do anything and you'll be like "tf? what did you do to be so nice?"

"cant i just be generous towards my shrimpy?"

"no."

".....yeah i almost grilled grim thinking he was food."

"you WHAT."

all of this because of a simple bug

oh to be young and in love ----------------------- m.list @mit0ee 's work, please do not steal!

#twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland #leona kingscholar x reader #leona x reader #malleus draconia x reader #malleus x reader #trey clover x reader #trey x reader #jamil viper x reader #jamil x reader #vil shoenheit x reader #vil x reader #epel felmier x reader #epel x reader #sebek zigvolt x reader #sebek x reader #floyd leech x reader #floyd x reader #no beta we die like men

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imagine--if · 5 months

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══⋆✰* Dating Cha Hyun-Su Includes: *✰⋆══

A/N: In honour of the second season of Sweet Home, this was mandatoryyyy 😁 just started off with some relationship hcs first but feel free to send some imagine or other headcanon requests through my inbox for Sweet Home characters if you're into it! These headcanons cover season one and two. Enjoy reading 🖤

Warnings: Sweet Home series spoilers, mentions of violence

🩸• Starting from the beginning of this monstrous series of events, the most likely way you'll meet Hyun Su is at Green Home a bit before the monster outbreak and apocalypse comes along. All you'll see of the quiet, sullen young man is his weary, unfocused gaze that briefly trails up from the ground to glance up at you in acknowledgement as he bumps into you somehow while moving into his apartment in the complex. The only sign of his interest in you from first looks is his stare lingering for just a beat longer than he'd usually bother... and that's about it. Boy's too shy and broken and tired to feel like he's good enough to do much else, let alone have a shot at even being friends with someone like you, so he'll just admire you from afar every once in a while and leave you to live your life while he despises his.

🩸• HoWeVeRrR-

🩸• The apocalypse unleashes its hell before much else can happen, and before you know it, you two are out surviving in a ruined world riddled with horrifying monsters and mutations, hiding out inside Green Home as you form the group together with the rest and try to fight off the monsters inside the building along with it infecting and warping others into gruesome, inhumane figures.

🩸• This boy's absolutely damaged and drained from all he's been through before moving to Green Home, and so it takes a lot of energy for him to slowly, slowly break out of his shell and reach out to you in return. But he will. He just needs time and patience, and Hyun-Su will find himself making the tiniest amount of small talk when you're together with the rest of the surviving group in the apartment complex. Or, most likely, it'll be him giving you most of his food when you're eating by silently and gently pushing it over to you, no eye contact, no words.

🩸• Before you, he didn't have the slightest will or reason to live, and so the only idea he can think up while dragging himself around the wreck of Green Home along with the rest of the group of survivors is to follow you around and protect you. The way he wants to die is for you, shoving himself into the way of the monster or whatever else the danger is to take him instead. Hyun-Su's absolutely fine with that idea...

🩸• Until he starts falling in loveee- 😏🖤

🩸• Everyone gets used to the sight of this boy following around after you like a moon-eyed puppy, having a tall, slightly dropping shadow trailing behind your own whenever you go somewhere to find food or weapons or whatever you've been sent to find. From Season One, where Lee Eun-Hyuk tries forcing him to do everything and using his monster side as an advantage, if it involves steering clear of you or putting you in any danger, boy's had enough. Hyun-Su will defend himself in his own quiet but intense way, his dark glare bleeding into Eun-Hyuk's with a few mumbling words of a threat before he wanders off to find you again.

🩸• Hyun-Su does consider trying to completely leave you alone, since everyone's aware that he's dangerous with his monster brimming to the surface from inside of him and his other symptoms and dangerous instability being infected, but it feels like the worst form of torture. He's alone again, in a world grimmer than the last, and he has no idea what to do with himself except feel like crying and telling you everything about everything when you sit by him and ask him if he's doing alright.

🩸• I think that this guy would be mega touch-starved after living in isolation for so long after all the bullying and tragedies with his family, so having you as a comforting voice of reason and warmth is something he can't help but melt into after you've been unspoken friends during the apocalypse and doesn't have the fight left in him to reject you if you try to clean bloodstains and patch up his wounds after a nasty confrontation. After that, it's safe to say that out of the whole group of survivors together in Green Home, he'll always be naturally apprehensive and distrusting towards them all, but if it's you that's trying to point something out or is worried about something; let him go get his weapon, he's coming with you.

🩸• His general aim and instinct is to protect good people and be some source of help and comfort that's been so unfamiliar to him personally, but with you, instinct is boosted 10000000% because it's you. You're too good for this world, way too good for him, and if you die, he dies. This concept basically becomes something Hyun Su isn't even fully aware of until the point where you might almost die somehow being confronted by monsters with the others, which is where you'll witness himself having a full-on freak-out in his mind and using all his strength and darker, monstrous side to come out on top to save your life.

🩸• After the danger's gone and you're alone in a quiet room to recover and process what happened, that's all the time you need to make it official, hugging him tightly and thanking him, while Hyun-Su shakily pats your back in return before giving up and hugging you back equally as tightly, staying in a protected embrace as long as time will let you.

🩸• There's so much raw love and trust and protection in a relationship with Hyun-Su, it's unbelievable 😭 he's so clingy and sweet and ridiculously romantic in private with you until you point it out, which results in a blushing red sight and not being able to look you in the eye in bashfulness for about a straight hour before he gets over it. In public, it's still obvious that you're together, with smaller signs of affection and togetherness like holding hands, or doing that coupley thing where you whisper together in the back corners of rooms or give each other brief, subtle looks that say everything you need to understand what it means and where to run or go or something.

🩸• At first, he is a little reluctant to get too close to you because of that lingering fear of accidentally hurting you or his monster side popping out to ruin everything, but with some time and small steps, he'll eventually give up trying to be overly cautious and let him be wholly soothed by you, which was the biggest relief of all for him.

🩸• But just as you're getting properly closer and in touch with each other as romantic partners as well as best friends and survivors in this mess together, his monster alter ego personality will find it the perfect time to mess around with his head and find a way to overpower Hyun-Su, meeting you properly in the process.

🩸• Now, his monster side is a whole other story when it comes to personality, but if you think that means you'll be left alone or hated or something, think AgAiN, and then again, because no :)

🩸• Hyun-Su's monstrous side is darker, daring, dangerous, and with you, madly possessive and protective. I mean, he won't even try to hold himself back from taking things to extremes and spilling as much blood as necessary if he gets a weird vibe from someone around you, or if someone outrightly tries to attack you. Even if it's a monster like him, there's enough threat in thrashing them through a few solid walls and leaving some biting words behind before stalking off.

🩸• Monster Hyun-Su's a massive starer by the way, so those unnervingly blue eyes are going to be a sight you'll have to get used to, like literal inches away from your face when you wake up, studying you for wounds, or just studying you in general. There's something about you that's just so fascinating to him, and this side of him literally does not know what boundaries are, so he's all up in your face studying you in curiosity with a soft but dark smirk on his face, while you're just "😐"

🩸• Kind of gross but Monster Hyun-Su has the weirdest affection ever. Like, he enjoys feeding you when you're hungry, mostly questionably bloody-looking things until you get it in his head that you're not Hannibal Lecter and just want a breakfast bar or something 😭 and when this guy goes to hug you, it'll be ridiculously tight, sometimes his wing breaking out of its shell to wrap over you, which is kind of sweet. Until he goes to kiss you and it's not a kiss at all, it's more him living up to his monstrous reputation by licking at your skin like some kind of dog until you squeal and push him away, which he always finds hilarious. Meanwhile, normal Hyun-Su's mortified 😂

🩸• Normal Hyun-Su and Monstrous will most likely make an agreement between them to make sure you're kept alive and as unharmed as possible, protect you from any sort of danger, so if you thought you had a shadow following after you before the split between them, you've got a much more threatening one now, so it'd be very hard for much damage to come to you at all. And good luck if you want some time alone to wander and think by yourself, because if he doesn't straight-up follow you out with no buts like usual, he'll be watching you somewhere close at all times.

🩸• I feel like Hyun-Su's monstrous side would find it funny to make you jump, like falling down out of nowhere from a building or something right in front of you when you thought you were alone or something stupid like that. You'll give him an annoyed glare of protest, and he'll just smirk smugly and teasingly with a fake-innocent shrug of "something wrong?"

🩸• To sum up the whole. predicament you've gotten yourself into here, falling in love with Hyun-Su would pretty much protect you from ninety per cent of the apocalyptic mess of the world while being showered with all the lost love and affection and longing he thought were dead along with all the rest of his hopes and energy from the beginning. And then to keep you on your toes, you've got the monstrosity inside of his head coming out at random moments to obsess over you before Hyun-Su can come back to reality again. But whoever's at the surface, and wherever you two are, he'll always, always be there watching you and with you, one way or another.

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forgeofthenine · 7 months

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Hello! Might I request a little spicy spice about inviting Zevlor to spend the night with you at the camp party? (Goddamn Larian, why fill our camp with all these hot tieflings and only allow us to bang the companions)

Of course you can Anon! I was going to do a full fic but it wasn't quite working how I wanted so this is kind of a mix between headcanons and fic? Either way, I hope you enjoy :)

NSFW ahead, gender neutral reader and no warnings needed

Seducing Zevlor at the tiefling party

Zevlor would definitely be a bit of a wallflower for the party

He's hanging back watching everyone enjoy themselves while nursing a drink

It's obvious to him how everyone is near throwing themselves at you, so imagine his surprise when you come up to him batting your eyelashes and holding his bicep

You're either tipsy or just drunk off the atmosphere around you, and Zevlor can't tell if you're actually coming onto him

Everyone else can see your infatuation from a mile away, however

Once you do manage to lead him away from the group it's all too easy to pull him into a kiss by his collar

He freezes for a moment before kissing back

When he does kiss back, his hands finding a firm grasp on your hips, it's magical

After this it's shockingly easy to get Zevlor into your bed

Just give him a little reassurance that he's not too old for you, that he is the one you want

It's not surprising that Zevlor absolutely wants to take things slow

You both could die any day, he wants to enjoy this night with you to it's absolute fullest

"The bed isn't too uncomfortable for you, I hope?" He asks, eyes showing concern as hands help you lay back on the fur lined mattress.

"Zev, relax, it's fine." You grin, helping pull down his button up shirt, revealing lean muscles that shift with the tieflings every move. A small sigh leaves Zevlor, helping you kick off your pants, sitting back on his heels his eyes roam your scantily clad body.

Your hand meets the back of his neck, pulling him down till your lips barely brush. "Now, can we get to the main event?" You breathe out, feeling his fingers play with the waistband of your underwear.

"I could never deny you."

I feel like Zevlor wouldn't pull out too many kinks if it's your first night sleeping together

He'd definitely lavish attention on you, there's no way you will leave the tent without being thoroughly kissed all over

Zevlor would also insist on going down on you, his head finding its home between your legs

Pro tip, tug on his horns

The way he moans will just vibrate through you, it's glorious

Once he feels you're both thoroughly prepared and already quite satisfied is when he'll actually have sex with you

The way he slides in is agonizingly slow, a low moan leaving you as every bump and ridge slips into you. Zevlors lips are on your shoulder, body draped over yours as he carefully thrusts right into the hilt, his hips meeting yours. Sharp teeth brush over your skin as the tiefling lets out his own sigh, pausing at the way you clench around him.

"Oh, hells. I won't last if you stay like this..." Zevlor murmurs against you, hands smoothing over your skin to relax you. Every time his body shifts, so does his cock inside you. Adjusting to the way he stretches you is a task in itself, the burn slowly fading with each passing moment.

"Please, fuck me Zevlor-" Your words are cut off with another loud moan as his hips move, the hellrider easily finding a pace for himself as he thrusts into you.

Let's be real, this tiefling is so pent up

Zevlor will happily fuck you all night once you get him going, with short breaks in between

Like any true gentleman he'll ask where you'd like him to cum though his preference would definitely be inside

Once he's fucked your brains out Zevlor will pull you to lay on top of him, this man is clingy after sex

You'll feel a tail wrapped around your thigh and the deep rumbling purr from his chest, don't worry about getting cold either seeing as tieflings run hot

Everything you had tonight may be gone tomorrow, but everything feels okay when you fall asleep in Zevlors arms

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anantaru · 1 year

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cw. [ex]plicit, diluc fantasizing about you, fem! reader

a/n. this is a follow up from a little thirst i once typed out months ago <3 enjoy loves

diluc loves you, very much so.

but diluc too, wants to taste you on his lips and body, because he was aware that he could certainly die a happy man after that, after your slick liquids slide down his eager tongue. after all it was you, and your precious cunt was probably so sweet, no scrap that, he was sure of it, one hundred percent.

you're ridiculously addicting too him— like the most purest sugar on this planet, hand picked throughout all of teyvat. it's when it's finally slithering down against his tongue and towering over his tastebuds, like fine, magnificent honeydew.

he could bet on it now, truly.

in spite of such, his vulgar dream was not on its finish line yet, because diluc wants you to tightly squeeze your legs around his head when he does it, until his ears are ringing when he gets you to scream his name in a high pitched timbre.

it was wildly spread on how impossibly serious he took the solemnity of savoring each taste. honestly— and that was a little embarrassing if he thought about it more throughout, but diluc wouldn't even touch himself before not making you cum on his mouth at least once, or twice.

if you're nice and behave, maybe spelling out his name with a needy cry and a couple of your airy mindless babbles of how warm and sealed he was on you.

he'll map it all out for you, completely, diluc would leave nothing unturned either— first glissading over your folds, rubbing the tip past the inside of your puffed out cunt before slipping in further, sneakily so you're caught off guard and gasp for air.

maybe a little more, he thinks, well, or not just a little. diluc wants to properly grope your cute tummy, your beautiful, bouncy tits with his slender hands that were hot above, ghosting on your shivering skin.

but in the end, even he will be lost in it too, in you and nothing but your presence because how could he not? after all it's you, again, you you and you, his precious love, his darling angel.

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ddejavvu · 8 months

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Hi mei <3 I was terrified on the plane for no reason and it just made me think of how funny rooster would think a nervous flier is 😭😭 can I request what flying commercially with rooster would be like? thank u bestie

"Babe," Bradley's familiar voice comes from beside your ear, and you don't grant him the privilege of your gaze. Instead you keep your eyes screwed shut, and you feel him try to pry your hands off of the armrest between you.

"Come on," He laughs, not out of judgement, but absurdity, "You've gone up with me a hundred times!"

"This is different," You grit out, your teeth clenched hard enough to shatter the enamel, "You've been training for decades, you're the best of the best, and you fly a two-seater. There's two hundred people on this plane, and I saw the pilot flipping through a users' manual of the cockpit controls when we boarded."

"Well then he'll know exactly what to do," Bradley drawls, infuriatingly calm about the angry rumbling of the plane's engines as you speed down the runway. When the plane gains its first feet of air you groan, digging your nails hard enough into the armrest to puncture the plastic covering.

"Okay, you-" Bradley pinches your finger, not hard enough to hurt you, but hard enough to shock you into dropping your grip. You do so with a venomous look shot his way, but he scoops your hand into his own and kisses it undisturbed.

"You're gonna be fine." He promises, the fibers of his mustache tickling your knuckles, "Okay? I swear I won't let you die."

"What if this plane crashes, Bradley?" You keep your voice low, not wanting to worry any other nervous passengers.

He rolls his eyes fondly, "Then we'll take a nosedive into the sea. And I have extensive water survival training, which I will use to get us safely back to shore. Hell, I'll have us airlifted out, babe. Don't worry."

"I will stop worrying once my feet are on the ground again," You huff, but Bradley takes it as a good sign that you don't drop his hand. He pokes and prods at the screen in front of your face, strapped to the back of the chair in front of you.

"There, baby, Footloose. You like that one, yeah?"

You gnaw on the inside of your cheek as you contemplate his offer, the escape of a movie tantalizing in the face of your nerves. When he digs headphones out of his pocket and offers them to you with raised brows, you finally concede, taking them from him and jamming the connecter into its jack.

"Fine." You grumble, stuffing the earbuds into your ears, "But I swear to god, Bradley, if shit hits the fan, you'd better save me."

"I will." He vows, grinning as he steals the earbud from the ear furthest away from him, and replaces it in his own left ear to watch the movie with you, "I'll beat a bunch of old people out of the way to the lifeboat for you, honey."

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hai7ani · 9 months

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DIE FOR YOU 𑁍 haitani rindou

nsfw (smut) mdni

sweet / die for you / west coast / heart to heart

If one were to ask Haitani Rindou what matters to him the most in life, his answer would be the same every single time.

"My girl," he'll say.

It's straightforward, no sugarcoating, and he always says it nonchalantly, too. For someone at his age to answer anything but career or money always shocks people to the core -- but Rindou thinks it's fine. It's okay. It doesn't matter what they say or wonder. Because in the end when he comes back home to you and you greet his tired figure with warm arms and a pretty smile he suddenly doesn't feel like dying anymore -- he doesn't think it's wrong or shameful for you to be so important to him; for you to mean so much to him.

And Rindou will choose you every single time despite everything because he loves you an awful lot and he knows there is nothing in the world that can weigh and matter more to him than you.

The evening sun hangs low on the horizon and paints the skies a pretty apricot. Hot summer air turns into wind as it breezes through the Earth and into your opened window -- the furin you bought from Kyoto a while ago hangs sturdy on the wooden frame and it chimes softly with the sheer curtain you adore so much swaying together as the wind blows past. Its warmth makes you sweat and your skin is sticky and moist while you pant and moan in Rindou's ear; soft, pretty whines and lewd whimpers -- the signs of your Eden all because of him and for his ears only. It is only ever Rindou who gets to listen and savour it in his head while he loves your body to.

He flushes, the warm fuzzy feeling in his chest getting a little too overwhelming for a man like him to handle and he fucks you a bit harder at that -- a man like him who is brash and rough around the edges and he needs you there to smooth it all out. He wants you with him to ground his fleeting mind; when it gets so bad he starts hyperventilating and you're always there to hold him as you whisper lovely little words in his ear -- words he never got to hear when he was a child, words he never got to say as a teenager, words he thought he'd never experience when he is older.

Rindou's heart rattles against his chest, pride high into the heavens when you say his name again and again and he hugs you anymore closer to his body. He thinks you are everything that is made out of love. He even believes that you are love itself.

The collar of the tight tank top you're wearing is stretched and pulled beneath your breasts and Rindou sucks a nipple into his mouth. You gasp at the sensation of his tongue swirling around your hardened bud and it makes you clench tighter around his dick.

"Fuck," you curse when the tip of his cock kisses at your walls so perfectly and your pretty tits bounce up at his deep, hard thrusts. Your mouth is ajar and your sighs of pleasure escapes in the form of puffed breaths when he releases your bud with a lewd pop. "Fuck." You say it again and he moves to bite and suck on your bottom lip.

Rindou's hands finds themselves on top of your limp ones and he intertwines your fingers together. All twenty -- his that are bigger and thicker and longer than yours -- locked and gripped tight against one another. He feels the cool of the metal band on your finger against his skin and he smiles a little at it.

Rindou slows down his pace and you're quick to whine at the sudden change of speed, "baby . . ." but it hangs mid-air when he chooses to rub his pelvis up and down against your puffy clit instead. You moan loudly, eyes rolling to the back of your skull -- you actually think you saw some really bright stars back there and he buries his head into your neck, sucking and biting on the skin until it turns into a pretty shade of purple.

Rindou will never give you a moment where you feel the need to make him keep going. He knows you and your body far too well at this point to tease you; he just loves spoiling you so much. And so he makes love to you with fever and moves his hips just the way you like it. Your face scrunches up at the immense pleasure on your abdomen and your walls clamp around his dick hard.

You're cumming soon.

"Tell me . . ." Rindou hisses when you arch your back just right and he hits even deeper now. His pretty tip grazes at your sensitive spot and you mewl so sweetly into his ear he swears his balls are tightening at the sound.

He wants nothing more for you to let everything go; to feel your sweet, thick nectar coat around his veiny length as he fucks it back into your warm pussy when it leaks out.

"W-What?" You peer up at him through clouded, lustful eyes and Rindou licks at your lips before kissing them with fire in his heart -- you're the sole reason it ever lights up and you're also the one who is there to soothe it away when the flame gets too big and hot and it starts burning down the things around him.

Rindou feels his own high coming and proceeds to pull up your pliant arms and wrap them around his neck. He needs all of you. He wants all of you. He wants to become one with you. And you immediately latch on to him and whimper when you feel his warmth radiate against your body, chest to chest and face to face. It is summer and the hottest month of the season but you do not care -- Rindou's warmth is nothing like the stinging burn from the Sun and the Earth when it meets your skin. It is everything that is made out of love and it's comfortable and lovely and you can always feel it deep in your veins.

"Tell me you want the world," Rindou pants against your chin, pupils all blown out from the high amounts of chemical running through his brain and you bite down on your lip to hold in your gasps. He fucks you so well you think you might be losing it any second now.

But he simply pushes a thumb down on your bottom lip, releasing it from the bite of your teeth to keep it open for him and your noises starts echoing in the bedroom. It is loud and pretty and he wants nothing more than to grab his phone off the nightstand and put it on voice recording -- maybe he'll turn it into his new producer tag, but at the same time he doesn't want other people hearing you like this because he is selfish and he wants you all to himself.

Rindou's pace is fast but it is also gentle and soft when he thrusts his dick in and his tip doesn't stop abusing your spot. You moan and moan and moan.

Anytime now.

"Tell me you want the world. Anything. Everything. And I'll give it to you. Don't even gotta ask, baby. Jus' tell me." Rindou begs through broken stutters. He babbles it straight into your mouth. He speaks it to your flaming heart, to your ardent soul. You swallow his love and everything he has to give you. Your tongues meet and he kisses your lips sweet after.

You roll your eyes back, seeing nothing but clean white and you bury your head back deeper into the soft beneath. It is silk and fluffy and everything that is comfort. He's made sure to fluff it up right before you plopped down on it -- he doesn't want your neck to ache painfully after.

And you are so lovely in his eyes when your swollen lips part and his name -- the two syllables of a flower which symbolises affection and everlasting love that his mother named him after -- escapes your mouth in a soft voice.

You cum hard as you say it, head tilted back and your neck exposes his masterpiece. His lips, the brush and his love, the artist.

"Rindou . . . Jus' want you, baby."

Te deseo, cariño, boy, it's you I desire.

Fat tears escape and rolls down to the pillow as you lay all open for him to admire.

"Want nothin' but you."

Your love, your love, your love.

Your thighs tremble as your juices spray all over his abdomen and Rindou moans loudly into your mouth as he continues slapping his thick cock into your warm pussy.

He melts into you.

"I'm all yours, baby."

You become one together.

". . . All yours."

And he paints your gummy walls white.

Wet, squelching noises sounds through your tiny bedroom and he doesn't stop moving despite the intense overstimulation of your sex. You break into many tears and sob loudly as he shoves the mixture of your nectar and his pollen back into your pretty, gooey pussy with deep and long thrusts and he cups your face all the while. He swipes a calloused thumb across your wet, rosy cheek and you sigh when you can finally think straight again.

"Love you so much . . ." He admires your face and Rindou keeps his dick snug in your pussy. He twitches and you spasm -- it's like they're talking to each other as well.

"Love you the most, pretty girl." He kisses your forehead sweetly and you sniffle while trying to catch your breath.

"Fuck, I'll die for you."

You smile through tears, the apple of your cheeks rising with your happiness and his mouth moves up to bite a little on it.

Rindou would actually die for you and you know that. He's said it to you many times, but he never likes it when you say you'd do the same for him too. "No, you can't do that." "If you can do that then I can too."

"I'll die for you, baby."

And he kisses your salty tears away. He wipes the sweat off your forehead. He kisses on your fluttery eyelids softly.

Two of you at 25, bad with words yet harbouring so much love and affection for each other that you don't know what to do with so you spend it on each other's bodies at every given chance. And the thing is, it never runs out -- your love for him is infinite and his love for you is boundless. And you'll keep on telling each other again and again until it stops and there is no more love to spend on each other anymore.

But you figure it is impossible. You don't think you will ever stop loving him in this lifetime or the next. There can only be Rindou and your love for Rindou and there can only be you and his love for you in both your worlds.

Soft, gentle kisses are scattered all over your bodies as you lay in bed together that evening, fixing each other up and whispering eternal promises in each other's ear. You hold him tight as you both regain your senses and he puffs a warm breath onto your cheek. It smells of sweet strawberry from the bowl he had earlier and you grin and press your cheek to his, relishing in your love and his love and everything that the two of you are and have created in this tranquility.

"I'll marry you." He murmurs. "My pretty girl." He praises. "I love you." He confesses. You blush at all three and turn to bury your head in the crook of his neck. You inhale his scent and although he is so sticky and sweaty you still love him so much.

While he is slowly dozing off at the comfortable feeling of you rubbing and massaging at his sore back, a scene from a few days ago plays in his head.

Rindou ran into an old friend -- Hanagaki Takemichi -- the other day at the store and the two men shared a drink in an izakaya later on. He hasn't seen the blonde boy for a very long time and realise he has changed a lot now -- no longer the weak and crybaby he was back then. And despite being a few years younger than Rindou, he is already the father of a 7 month-old baby who is sitting on his lap and munching on a piece of mango seed her father picked from a Tupperware.

"She's teething now, excuse the mess." Takemichi grins, holding the fruit to her mouth as she chews on it messily and Rindou smiles softly at the sight. He shakes his head, telling him he doesn't mind -- "let babies be babies" -- while observing her little features. "Looks a lot like her mother." He nods at her tiny figure and Takemichi laughs loudly. "Yeah, right? Hina is so happy about that."

Rindou bring his glass up to his mouth with a lopsided smile and Takemichi suddenly remembers when he looks at the older man's fingers.

It's not there.

"How old are you, Rindou-kun?" He asks curiously and the said man downs his drink in one go. "25." Rindou hisses at the strong taste and licks off the excess on his lips.

"That's 3 more years, then."

Rindou is confused now. He raises a brow while picking up a steaming hot dumpling and shoves it into his mouth.

"3 more years? To what?" He asks while chewing on his food and Takemichi's eyes turn into thin crescents.

"Your wedding."

Rindou is aware that Hanagaki Takemichi is no ordinary man. He's someone who's saved countless of lives with his ability and has never once backed down from his goal; be it by fear or all of the horrors he's witnessed in all the different timelines, Takemichi has never once let himself be swayed and intimidated by it. He is a determined man and a hero. He is a saviour. And after finding out about it during their very last Toman meeting many years ago, Rindou only harbours nothing but pure respect for the man sitting before him.

"I've seen her, you know," Takemichi sighs with a wide smile while refilling his and Rindou's cup with saké. "Your girlfriend." He looks into Rindou's eyes and chuckles a little at his puzzled expression. Little Hina yelps in his lap and her father is quick to hush her down with soft pats to her head.

Rindou's heart thumps at the mention of you.

"What about her?"

"I've been to so many different timelines, yeah? And I see you in every single one. You're either a civilian, a criminal or a rich man in all. And you know that, I've told you before last time. But what I never told you is that . . . I've also seen her too, heh. Even in the Bonten timeline."

Rindou's flushes at that. He doesn't like it when someone mentions the Bonten timeline because in it contains the very version of himself that he never wants to become. He can't stomach the thought of hurting someone to the point of no return. Sure, he's beaten many people up when he was younger and have done some illegal things. But murder? Drug trafficking? Prostitution? And everything else that is illegal in the book? He doesn't think he is capable of doing them. So with him being in Japan's most feared criminal organisation? And you're there as well? What does that even mean? And his wedding in 3 years? What?

Takemichi's eyes flickers again at Rindou's very empty fingers. He burns holes into them and Rindou shyly retracts his hands away from the wooden table and rests them on his lap. He starts picking the skin around his thumb as he looks at Takemichi who is busy pondering his thoughts.

"You have a silver ring that has the design of bellflowers engraved on it, don't you? Your mother gave it to you when you were young."

Rindou's eyes widened at his abrupt yet very true question and he sits up straight, knee banging the other vacant chair at their table and he apologises to the startled lady beside.

"How'd you know?" He asks with no hesitation, albeit a little curt and Takemichi ignores it.

"Did you give it to her?" He nods hesitantly, eyes not looking away from the man's. He needs to know how he knows; he doesn't recall telling anyone about it. Only you, Ran and his parents knows about the ring.

Rindou slipped it on to your finger one night in bed some time ago when you both got into a fight. It was his way of apologising -- the ring that he treasures so, so much and he thinks it is only fitting that he gives it to the person he loves the most (though she is upset with him). You are his life and death and everything in between and he tells you just that when you cry and say it hurt when he yelled at you. He says he is so sorry and kisses you so sweetly after that you don't even remember the point of your argument anymore.

Takemichi laughs.

"That ring . . . It's on her finger every time I go into the future or back to the past. Even in the Bonten one. I saw it when she pointed a gun at my head. Good God. She's with you in every single timeline, Rindou-kun."

All the worries in Rindou's brain vanishes in an instant. Whatever doubt or confusion he had earlier floating around? They are all gone with the wind. He grins and giddily swirls the drink in his glass, giggling like a fool while Takemichi rocks his bubbly daughter on his lap.

"I was invited to your wedding once and I saw the two of you together." The blonde recalls seeing your arm hooped around Rindou's as he walks with you down the aisle. Petals are scattered all over you two and you were smiling so brightly. He tells Rindou all about it and the older man listens intently with love in his eyes. "You get married at 28 in every timeline. Did you make any promises with her about 28?"

Rindou remembers and suddenly it all makes sense now. He nods and hides his blushy face in his arm. "My pretty girl once told me 28 feels like a good age to do many things. Dunno, she's weird like that." He laughs and his phone vibrates next to his hand. The screen lights up and it's a text message from someone irrelevant but his eyes focuses on the wallpaper of you munching on a mouthful of rice. You look like a squirrel in it and Rindou finds himself falling in love all over again. (He does that every day. No big deal.)

"Waaah," Takemichi exclaims with a fond smile. "Not a single timeline where the two of you don't end up together, huh?"

He simply smiles at Takemichi's words.

And your voice is quiet when you nose at his cheek in bed.

"This is so dumb but like, you know how Spiderman has like, the multiverse and there's always a same thing that happens every time in every universe and it is your fate, right? Is it a canon event? I dunno what's it called." You're not an avid watcher of Spiderman but you know Rindou is. And there's something really important that you really want him to know right now. But you don't know how to put it into a normal sentence and a normal example. You're bad with words. You hope he understands you.

"Yeah." He murmurs sleepily into your neck.

"Well, can I call us a canon event, then? If the multiverse is real, I'm sure we're together in every single one . . . I really hope it is that way, Rin. I dunno what I'd be without you." You kiss his cheek. You feel vulnerable and silly and hot tears spring to your waterline.

I hope you got my message.

↻ loading . . .

Yeah, kinda stupid, but I got it.

He smirks and wraps his arms tighter around your frame, trying to tell you that it's okay, because he wouldn't know what he'd be without you either. And he guess he'll indulge you for a bit.

"We already are, baby."

drops this n runs off to study for my test tomorrow

'tell me you want the world and i'll give it to you' x 'i only want nothing but you'

i've always wanted to use the canon event thing since the day i watched across the spiderverse in the cinema but never knew how to write it ... i hope it makes sense???? idk. maybe it made more sense in my mind cus when i wrote it out it felt SO STUPID RWARHWBSVRWFAAFA but its kinda cute so.......

꒰ᐢ. ̫ .ᐢ꒱ reblogs r appreciated! thank you for reading <3

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khuzena · 2 months

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Your Guardian Angel

Sunday x g/n!reader

Summary: oh guardian angel, my sweet guardian angel. Save me, Save me. If you can't, what're you truly for? When your angel loves you, when he betrays destiny for you; only for his wings to be chipped at the expense of a helpless attempt.

Cw. Very angsty, falling in love (but it's forbidden), religious references (specifically Christian topics) AU where ppl can talk to their angels lol, mentions of self harm but no actual scene with it!!!, no bandaid can fix the emotional wound after reading this. SOME fluff, no comfort like usual. 🫨🫨🫨 YOU DIE!

A/n: I'm on fire (like literally. It's 36° here.)

Your knees burn as you stare up at the altar displayed in front you, you wonder if the aeons would be kind enough to finally send you your guardian angel.

“Please,” you begged, wishing any god to heed your call, “Just this once I'll ask.”

“Send me someone kind, someone to protect me.”

That day, fate was generous enough to grant you your angel.

A chill ran down your spine, rubbing your eyes for good measure to make sure you weren't dreaming.

“You called?”

You gulp nervously, the being's halo blinding you.

One, he reached his hand out to you, his smile all you needed to feel okay.

Your guardian angel accompanies you whenever you go out to buy groceries, when your fingers trace along the unhealthy snack bar, he's quick to tut and swat your hand away.

“That's unhealthy, dear.”

“But—”

“Just this once?”

He shook his head no, feeling distraught, you devised a plan to grab a pack of double chocolate cookies; much to his dismay.

Who did you think you were fooling?

“Dear, I said no.”

You sighed, “Just one?”

Out of all the humans on the list, why'd he pick you? But when you smile at him so brightly, out of every human he's ever guided, he's still unsure of his answer—

Your shoulders slump, “Pretty please?”

He exhales an exasperated sigh, letting you win over him just this once.

“Fine.”

— Maybe he is, Maybe he isn't.

There were times nightmares were unkind and brutal that you'd wake up in cold sweat. Your mind flashing you memories of the past you wished to lock away, you'd pray again.

“Dear, wake up,” that familiar soothing voice ringing in your ears.

Where? The shackles of that dream still bruise you harshly, yet your loving guardian angel is there to soothe your scars.

“It's okay.”

It's not okay, you know.

No words were exchanged when he took your hand in his, his honey eyes seeing through you, “Just breathe.”

Your tears found solace in his shoulder as he patted your back, letting you cry it all out, “It hurts, Sunday.”

“I know,” his gloved hand wiping your tears gently, “I know.”

Like a child, for many dreadful nightmares to come, you cry and cry for him to relieve you of this pain. You needn't to get on your knees and ask the aeons for comfort. All you need to do is shed a single tear and he'll kiss them away.

Two, your oh so sweet guardian angel, he drives them all away.

Years pass and you've grown used to your guardian angel, you'd find him taking the form of an owl.

Like one time, you were in class— culinary class to be specific. Who knows what aeon decided to ruin your day and made you trip on a puddle of leftover batter on the tiled floor.

“Eek—!”

You'd think you'd hit head first but something held you up, when you turned around, there was no one there.

The owl perched on the branch just outside the window, shook its head in dismay, once again, you don't die today.

He may save you from all catastrophes but he cannot save you from impending doom.

As an angel, by all means, he has every right to read your destiny; woven by lord Xipe, of course.

Eyes narrowing at the scroll, your life ends early when you get roped into an unforeseen accident at a public event.

“Sunday, dear. 5 days until your host departs,” his beloved lord's voice echoing the room as they loom over his shoulder to watch your end unfold.

“We should find you a new human.”

Sunday trembled at the sight, a memory he wishes to never replay again. You were in an event and some drunkard decides to shoot it all up, bullets ablaze as you get caught in the crossfire.

“I…”

I mustn't disobey lord Xipe.

“Yes, lord Xipe,” he gave a weak smile to his god, your death still replaying.

How could he be fine?

When you tell him of your dreams, how you'd leave this wretched city, leave penacony and write your own fate; when destiny had already set yours in stone.

“Do you think I'll become big in the industry?”

The sunset falls upon you too and he doesn't have it in him to tell you what's bound to happen to you, “Yes.”

“You sound hesitant.”

“I'm just thinking.”

It wasn't often you see Sunday like… this.

“You okay?”

“Yeah,” he cleared his throat, “It's nothing.”

You two have been together long enough that it only takes you a second to realise the shift in the atmosphere, “Whatever, I'm going to be successful and we'll travel.”

He wonders if you noticed the way his wings are stiffening at your words, he may be an angel, “Sure,” but he is a liar first.

He doesn't want to think about it, he doesn't want to remember.

Your curious eyes never leave him, he wishes it did. He wishes he never got too attached.

That disgustingly sweet smile of yours, you'll never know that it made home in his head.

“Here,” he wore the rosary in your hand, it felt comforting feeling his gloved hand against your skin, “What is this for?”

He still doesn't have the courage to look you in the eye knowing 3 days from now they'd be devoid of light, “For protection, to show devotion to our god.”

You let out a hum of approval, admiring the beads.

“Do you like it?”

“Yes”

“I'm glad.”

Fleeting moments like these don't last. But when he musters up the courage to look you in the eyes again; he wishes that Lord Xipe was loving enough that this moment would.

Destiny is a strange thing. It gives you time to dream but never enough time to do.

Just where the hell were you?

Sunday panics as he flies over the crowd, exactly a minute before your death.

Lord Xipe must be cruel, watching from the stars as he scurries in the mortal realm like a rat to save a mere mortal like you.

“Sunday?”

‘Bang.’

You hear gunshots piercing the skies and those beside you.

“What's happening—”

“Just shut up,” angels were not allowed to be this crude but for your sake, he covered your eyes as he led the two of you behind a pillar.

Your gut instinct tells you to run but you've grown to trust him enough with your life. How could you not when he gently wraps his arms around your trembling figure?

“S-sun… day…,” you cried, feeling something piercing your stomach.

But how? He… he saved you didn't he?

“Stay calm,” he scolds you as if he wasn't scrambling around his options on how to save you, “Please.”

He prays, “Lord Xipe, please.”

But songs stay unsung, prayers remain unheard.

He cries to the sky as crimson stains his gloves, his holy tears cannot patch your wounds. His prayers cannot fix you. If he had known, he would not have sung those odes to lord Xipe, if only he had known his god's mercy was nothing but just strings of fallacies.

“Lord Xipe!”

An agonising scream that transcends the barrier of heaven and earth, yet his beloved god turned their back on him.

Your eyes shut then he felt the hand that intertwined with him go limp, “Lord Xipe.”

In desperate sobs, “Please.”

No amount of begging would bring you back, just like his sister, Robin, you are dead, you are gone.

Not being able to save you— he's betrayed you.

He kissed your cheek before letting death take you.

My God, why have you forsaken me?

He has no time to mourn, “It burns,” under the scrutinising gaze of the divine, his wings turn charcoal black.

Lord Xipe is all forgiving yet they have abandoned him for something so little.

A god so forgiving, yet when Sunday looks down at his hands, only a shade of balsam and black stare back at him.

There is no redemption for his sin, there is no redemption for either of you.

You can no longer dream, he can no longer dream with you.

His halo crumbles into ash and an undeniably painful grief fills him, “Lord xipe.”

His radiant halo no more, only to be replaced by the glow of the sunset like a crown of thorns.

He cries again, his god is gone and you are too.

Note: forgive me if its kinda shit, i really can't think of an angst idea for sunday that isn't yandere since im not rlly big about yan tropes anddd not proofread. I hope y'all enjoyed it tho, i just needed to get this idea out of my brain. Sunday is vv manipulative but i js wanted to write a ver of him thats just gentle ISTFGGGGGG

Written by @khuzena. Likes, reblogs and comments are always appreciated. ♡

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mikobeautifulheart · 3 months

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Megumi x reader 'first date'

TW: leave if you have gojo-phobia because he's going to be anoying in this one.

eh like maybe a 100 words at mosttt

Rblogs welcomed if u were wondering. JUST NO ITS NOT EDITED.

'I'll be at your dorm at 9:00, wear something comfortable' you read the text from Megumi over and over, your heart racing even faster ever time.

It was your first offical date with Megumi and he hasn't said anything about what it is. The only thing you knew was that Megumi was going to be here any minute.

You slipped out your uniform and into an outfit fit for a warm night like tonight. You and Megumi have spent hours the entire school day sending each other love sick gazes and awkward conversations. That's exactly why Gojo was sitting on top of the dormitory, waiting to catch somebody(s) sneaking out.

Gojo already knew something was up after the other night when he caught you guys in Megumis dorm, but he couldn't help but think something was up when Megumi turned red after looking at his phone.

You lied on your bed when you heard a knock at the door. It was Megumi, it had to be.

It was, you opened the door to a casual dressed Megumi holding a small handful of flowers. You could tell they were from the back of the school where plants were over grown and unkept.

It didn't bother you because the flowers were arranged and were wrapped with a blue ribbon tied into the prettiest bow. He must have looked and only picked out the flowers he thought he were the 'best'.

"Aww Megumi" you said taking the flowers he handed you and giving his cheek a quick peck.

His ears were red.

"When your done were going to need to sneak out" He said leaning in your door way as you willed a glass of water for the flowers.

"Okay" you said with a wide smile making his heart skip a bit.

When you looked at him you just realised he was holding two rolled up towels under his arm.

"Are we going to ues those" you said looking at the towels.

"Yeah." He said

You walked out the door and closed it behind you before linking your arm with Megumi's and walking down the doors hallway.

Megumi slowly opened the front door not letting it make a single creak. He held it open for you to walk through before shutting it gentely.

"So, where are we going" you whispered over the sound of crickets.

"You'll see" he said, a small smile growing

you both walked through the forest at the side of Jujutsu high and carefully stepped through bushes.

"I don't get it Megumi, where are we even going? There's nothing surrounding jujutsu high" you said looking down to try not trip over a fallen tree branch.

Just then a small gust of wind blew your hair back and you looked up to see a small beach infront of you.

You were astounded the sound of waves calmly leaving the shore made you feel like it was all a dream.

Megumi put the towels down near the forest and walked over to you holding a frisbee. You looked at it and started to walk backward with your arms up waiting for him to throw, but instead of catching a Frisbee, Megumi summoned his demon dogs that chased after you also waiting to catch the frisbee.

In the woods Gojo walked carefully hearing yours laugh and maybe most importantly, Megumi's laugh. Gojo was there for most of Megumi's life, he had been through alot, so hearing him laugh whole heartedly made him proud. Sure you weren't supposed to be out this late but he couldn't help but smile at the sound of Megumi laugh.

Fine, he'll let it slide, but not before getting a picture of you two and his dogs playing.

THANKS FOR READING ♡

AUTHORS NOTE: This is appart of my Meguimi growing up in Gojos eyes series. Don't worry most of the fics have little to no correlation, we build as we gooooo. If u have ideas or what u wanna read PLEASE REQUEST my inbox is so empty I'll die. Thanks for reading ig.

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