#(On a less loud not this looks amazing and while I might not always have the spoons for tags I love this dearly)

[sseastar]

✶ meet me at the net ; riize.

info. riize ot7 + reader. fluff. platonic mostly but can be interpreted as more. description. riize as the volleyball team you’re the team manager for. word count. 2.7k warnings. volleyball-sustained bruises (sohee be careful pls). listen to. orange by spyair.

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쇼타로 、OSAKI SHOTARO !

position: setter, team captain.

the surprisingly powerful setter that many people usually look over. because of his pure personality, not many fear shotaro, an insanely quick witted player who seems to know the opponent’s weakness even at the last second. hits when people expect him to set someone up, dinks when people expect him to spike, because of this is such a powerful asset to their team. always does the unexpected even when players are already aware of his playing style and yet always has something up his sleeve. his bubbly personality disappears as soon as he steps onto the court. but he doesn’t turn into a huge, tall, intimidating opponent. instead, he’s quiet and swift and quick and somehow that’s even more terrifying to play against. despite being calm and stable on the court, when he’s on the sidelines with the others, he’s hyping everyone up with loud cheers - that’s when his bright personality shows and the opposing team is always so confused - especially since they’ve only ever seen him in the zone.

shotaro dotes on his teammates, always making sure they’re eating enough between matches and drinking enough water. “no wonbin, you cannot survive off of gatorade chews the whole day.” dotes on you as well, making sure you have enough space to sit on the bench if he ever gets subbed out and pushes the ball cart so you don’t have to when you move courts for a new match. will always find you between matches to help set up everyone’s lunches and folding chairs and helps you calm down the others if they’re being too rowdy and chaotic and just overall tries to make your job as the team manager easier. loves to braid your hair to calm himself down between matches, and asks if you can hold the earrings he always forgets he can’t wear during games.

은석 、SONG EUNSEOK !

position: opposite hitter

the most underrated hitter on the team just because of his position. because many focus on outside hitters, his skills are sometimes overlooked. yet when eunseok gets the chance to showcase them, he leaves everyone absolutely speechless with how well he is able to execute the quick back-sets shotaro sends him. sometimes, people don’t understand where he came from, seemingly popping out of nowhere on the court. people are further shocked at how good he is at line shots and cross shots, underestimating his quick thinking, especially with his high vertical that allows him the easily see the open gaps in their opponents’ set up. eunseok is quick on his feet, and never hesitates to dive to save the ball that nears the floor. has no problem with jousting up at the net and is always amazing at getting the ball out of it. he’s known for his powerful topspin jump serve as well, one that he’s definitely received aces for. he’s a quiet player, often only shouting when needed and quietly celebrating in the center while his teammates are the ones shouting. is not easily affected by intimidating players on the other team.

eunseok takes care of the team quietly. you’ve noticed that he’s the one picking up items that the others might forget, or quietly placing water bottles he had refilled back near the bench. he drapes towels on the others’ necks without a word, and yet he masks his caring ways under his quick retorts and unbothered personality. not that anyone never noticed - you along with everyone on the team knows of his considerate, caring nature. sure, he loves to tease you between or even during matches as he sees how much more stressed you are than the actual players and their coach, but that doesn’t nullify all his small acts of service for everyone. eunseok is often found standing at your side between matches, usually because he finds your presence calming before a big game. sometimes, you wake up with his warm up jacket covering you on the drive to the tournament venue in the early morning. seemingly the one to always let you borrow something of his and will have a knowing smug look on his face when he overhears someone compliment you for it, only to say “yeah, i agree,” without disclosing the fact that it’s his.

성찬 、JUNG SUNGCHAN !

position: middle blocker

with his height, sungchan was easily positioned as the middle blocker that would switch out for sohee, their libero. however, it is not only his height that catches people’s attention, nor his extremely handsome face that has onlookers' heads turning. sungchan is smart, and can easily read the opposing team’s next moves. hits rarely get past him, and when they do, he makes sure that instead of allowing the ball to drop straight through his hands to the floor, he makes sure to angle himself in a position that gives the defensive specialists a perfect angle to bump the ball back up. he knows how to turn a hard hit into an opportunity for their team. sungchan is a wall when it comes to blocking, and his height only adds to his wit and thinking as he plays in the front row. not only is sungchan and extremely powerfully blocker, but his long history of playing with shotaro allows him to hit the most unstoppable spikes. no one ever seems to know what these two have planned up their sleeve, not even their own team. but it always works.

sungchan is a ball of energy. he reminds you of a big puppy with the way he’s always hyping the team up, making sure to reassure them when the team happens to be stuck in a rut. he’s probably one of the loudest on the court. he refuses to let the others think badly about their plays, shutting down any possible thoughts of blaming themselves for losing a set or game. his bright energy catches everyone’s attention, and many people seem to fall for him. but sungchan sticks to your side between matches, making sure you always have everything you need and are eating enough while you make sure the team eats enough because “you need to take care of yourself too.” he always tries to gives up his seat for others, especially you, but you insist that he has to rest for their next match. insists on helping you make sure the air pressure in each ball at practice is full just because he likes to spend time with you. before each hit during warm-ups at matches, he turns and points to you, only to laugh when you shake your head after he shouts, “this is for you!” then proceeds to completely miss the quick set shotaro had sent him.

원빈 、PARK WONBIN !

position: defensive specialist, setter

he’s quiet. that’s for sure, though he always seems to get the job done and more. wonbin is a reliable silent threat, and not many people pay attention to him especially since he’s in the back row acting as one of the defensive specialists. he doesn’t mind that his role is underrated because it doesn’t matter to him. he knows how important his role is in the back row, backing up sohee (his fellow defensive player) to dig whatever spike comes at him. he’s especially good with overhead passes and can even act as a setter if shotaro happens to get the first touch. he may be silent, but when wonbin is playing, the ball never touches the ground. he’s quick on his feet and always seems to play scrappy - pulling out tricks that no one seems to even think about. he can hit back row spikes, for sure, but he prefers not to. one thing that makes people fear him are his floater serves. although his aren’t flashy jump serves, his floaters always seem to change direction in the most unrealistic way, swerving past the players on the other side of the net.

wonbin is very similar to haikyuu’s kenma, often not taking care of himself. he seems to take care of the team before himself, even if he’s about to collapse from exhaustion from back to back matches. that’s where you (and shotaro) come in, doting on him to make sure he eats. he’ll only refuse the first few times, so you shove a plate of food into his hands and sit down in front of him to make sure he eats. he’s shy as well, preferring to stick to you to hover his face over your shoulder as his teammates socialize with other teams. however wonbin has another side to him that only the team knows, one where he gets really crazy during practice and ends up busting out the most out of pocket sentences that have the whole team cracking up. it’s one of your favorite moments when wonbin seems to cut tension after losing a match, or mentioning something everyone noticed about something they saw during the day but never brought up because they were too embarrassed to. it has everyone laughing comfortably hysterically, because of course wonbin, the reserved one, is the one to bring it up unexpectedly.

승한 、HONG SEUNGHAN !

position: defensive specialist, opposite hitter, setter

the bright, positive player who seems to bring energy to a match on both sides of the court. he’s always talking despite his introverted personality, and he views it one of his strengths despite being an analytical defensive player on the court. he loves hitting back row, and kind of hates that he rarely gets to do it, but loves to fulfill any role that the team needs. seunghan has exceptional ball control, seemingly able to pass any serve that comes at him regardless of the skill level. he angles it so perfectly to shotaro, allowing the rest of the team to execute a perfectly-set up attack, and that alone has him satisfied. at first, he didn’t think he had an important role, but you had made him realize that defense is just as important if not more, than offense. seunghan can read dinks versus spikes very well, and his agility allows him to get to the ball quick, making him a valuable asset to the back row. seunghan also always encourages his teammates whether they earned a point or made a mistake, never allowing them to even think about blaming themselves.

the most excited, seunghan is the mood maker of the team. he’s the one to bring the most energy to matches, always extremely hyped up and bringing a portable speaker everywhere. seunghan loves to joke around and keeps up with a lot of the trends, being the one to convince you to create a team social media account. he practically runs it with the way he always seems to steal your phone to film the others and themselves between matches, goofing off and having fun. he’s the one to suggest filming one of those videos where the team crowds around the front camera from above, throwing balls, shoes, knee pads, whatever above their head and seeing who gets hit. he can get bummed out if he doesn’t do well, and at these times he finds you, clinging to you during lunch. you’ll be sitting on a bench with your plate out, and he’ll just be at your legs with his head in your lap or leaning against your knees. this is when his introverted personality shines through, and the team does everything to get their mood maker back to his best. after all, it’s what seunghan always does for them.

소희 、LEE SOHEE !

position: libero

even the slight angle of a setter’s wrist allows him to know who the setter is setting to, and sohee quickly adjusts himself to where that hitter had hit last. his brain is almost a computer with how much information he remembers: where the hitters tend to send their ball, how each player serves, which player on the other team seems to have a weakness they can use to their advantage. if sohee has a suggestion in a play, the others immediately follow because it always works. because of his cute aura and the reduced spotlight on back row players, no one expects him to be the mastermind behind the intense plays of the team. and that’s what makes it work. sohee is a secret weapon, because not only is he extremely meticulous, but he is not afraid to get on the floor to dig a hit. he refuses to let a ball drop without even trying for it, and if it does, punishes himself by diving post-play because he should’ve done it to get the ball in the first place. nevertheless, it’s rare for that to happen because sohee reads hitters and setters perfectly. sohee will not hesitate to run across the court to send the ball back over the net on the last touch if he needs to, and you can’t even count the amount of times you’d had to help him ice his shins after crashing into the bleachers to save a ball.

sohee is the team’s charger. everyone clings to him because just being around him is healing. and although he might not be used to the affection and all the skinship, he wills himself to get used to it because he knows how much it helps the team. he happily helps you with your managing duties, especially when you try to find recordings of the teams they’ll be playing against, helping you and their coach analyze it and relaying the information to shotaro. sometimes follows you like a duckling, both at tournaments or at practice, and is one to initiate dodgeball games with the volleyball at the end of practice, usually by throwing a ball in the air which “accidentally” hits anton while he sips on some water. always helps you set up the net for training too, making sure you don’t drop the heavy poles or fall from the post where the referees usually stand.

앤톤 、LEE CHANYOUNG !

position: outside hitter

if anything, he and sungchan are the most feared on the team, primarily due to their large stature. despite his soft spoken nature, anton is one of the physically strongest players on the team, having the hardest hits to pass. that makes him so qualified for being an outside hitter because his spikes often push past the blocks of the other team. he’s still a little new to jousting up at the top of the net, but sungchan’s been teaching him well - how to not feel bad for pushing against the opponents’ hands and how to make sure to be ready for the ball to drop back onto their side. anton was a newcomer to the team but advanced quickly, earning such an important offensive position early into his athletic career. he’s also a quiet player and had trouble calling for the ball at first, but as soon as he experienced the satisfaction of hitting such a perfectly executed spike that even sohee couldn’t pass during practice, he stopped hesitating to call shotaro to set him up. he’s still learning but he learns fast, much to the dismay of opposing teams, especially with his strong jump serve.

as the youngest, the team looks to dote on anton a lot. despite being used to being an older brother, he allows the team to cling to him as long as he can to you. he tries his best not to get in the way and just wants to make sure everything runs smoothly, refusing to let any disputes linger between the team by gently speaking up to try to clear the air. it’s rare that he has to do that, but the team usually calms down once they realize that anton’s the one who’s confronting the issue. anton is another to cling to you when socializing with other teams, though if he gets comfortable enough with the other players he’ll leave you with wonbin at your side. he also follows you around like a duckling, always asking if there’s anything he can do to help with your managing duties and always offering to help you set up for practice.

⌕. author’s note ; currently inspired by my long-lasting haikyuu hyperfixation and my disappointment when i found out they’re squeezing the rest of the manga into a movie instead of more seasons. this is coming from my experience playing volleyball for a good number of years (although keep in mind it’s been while!)

ꗃ. taglist ; @enhacolor @soobin-chois @koishua @chrysbibi

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[gay-dorito-dust]

Type of men I think MK1 men are; (ft an ooc Shang Tsung.)

Tomas is the type to…hold you after a long, strenuous day.

Or recharging as you jokingly called it while combing your fingers through his silver hair, your form of method as to getting him to relaxing quicker. Too tired to argue against this, Tomas would ignore it by burying his heavy head deep into your neck as his eye lashes brushed gently against your skin, tickling you into laughing with their tender kisses; a sound that Tomas always found heavenly, he smiles softly before drifted off into a peaceful slumber with you following suit.

You looked like two kittens or otters cuddling up to one another…it’s too cute, especially when your foreheads were touching.

Raiden is the type to…stare at you longingly from across the room as though there was no one else beside you and you alone.

The way he would look at you was as though you were the one to pin up the stars against the blackened night sky, it was such a sweet and wholesome look that it was near enough impossible not to feel slightly exposed underneath his adoring gaze. But it was a nice feeling, a warm feeling that didn’t fail to make you smile, it was amazing with how much this man could make you feel some many things with just his gaze alone.

Raiden is also the type to lay his head into your lap, the first time he does, he was a little awkward and stiff but was quick to find himself becoming comfortable in laying upon your lap, feeling as though it was a blessing from the gods that he was able able to be so close to you, getting to admire you and engrave your facial features and imperfections as though he would a masterpiece.

Liu Kang and Kuai Liang are the type to…dedicate themselves to you.

These men would wait on you hand and foot for all eternity if they could but they show their dedication in other ways, whether that be helping you make the bed, breakfast, making you something to drink, help prepare dinner, help clean throughout the house, take care of you while your sick, injured, or even helping you through your rehabilitation but the most importantly and their most favourite task of all; keeping you warm during the cold nights.

They both know that they ran warm, warmer then most men and they know you knew that also. So they would take advantage of this fact and would have you cuddled up against him protectively, softly kissing your forehead before adjusting you into a more comfortable position. Blankets are not required since they’re so fucking warm, but they wouldn’t mind if you one draped over you for even more comfort.

As long as they get to provide for you and keep you safe from all harm, you could get away with asking anything of them -within reason- because after all they’re dedicated to taking care of your every need.

Bi-han is the type to…prefer less occupied spaces over loud, rambunctious ones, especially when he’s spending time with you.

He wishes for all of his attention to be directed towards you but found it near enough impossible when in social situations, where both of your attentions is dragged in every which way, every which way except each other.

So when given the chance to be alone with one another, Bi-Han finds himself able to breath properly and clear his head of all daily distractions to focus on the here and now. You could be taking a walk, neither one of you wanted to ruin the peaceful silence that hung between you two by speaking, and instead take comfort within each other’s presence and how your hands and shoulders would brush against one another.

You were both safe, alive and just being within the others lines of sight was all either of you needed to know that everything was going to be okay.

Bonus character;

Shang Tsung is the type to…know the smallest, most intimate details about yourself. So much so that he might as well have an entire part of his mind dedicated to each and every one of your facets that he was acquainted with.

He knows you inside and out but lives to know more because Shang Tsung is a firm believer in knowledge being power and all that. It’s up to you to decided whether or not it’s for a manipulation tactic on his end. He’s not exactly an trustable character…unless your dream was to have man as foul as him to know your person on a personal level; perhaps it’s in hopes of finding common ground? Or something else entirely.

Shang Tsung is the type to… spoil you rotten.

Speak upon whatever your heart desires and he shall make it become reality tenfold. Nothing was too big or small was much trouble for Shang Tsung. He lives to give you gifts and thrives off of the reactions that you’d give upon receiving them. Not only was it served as a reminder to you that even the things you believed were unobtainable were easily accessible to someone like him, but also a mere showcase of his seemingly endless capabilities.

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[stinkyme]

Hello! This is small scenario with BSD men, pulling a prank on them. :)

Characters: Ranpo, Tecchou, Mushitaro, Fyodor, Chuuya x GN!Reader

CW/TW: nothing much, a bit suggestive on Chuuya's part and Mushi is wearing 'I love MILFS' T-shirt lol, ants (?) in Tecchou's part (nothing disgusting), GN!Reader, loving petnames and reader is partner of everyone, but Fyodor in whose part isn't specified

I hope you enjoy and have fun, I wanted to make something a bit different before I move on more filth ;)

I might also do Jouno, Nikolai, Dazai if you enjoy this and would like to read them as well, and of course, if you want anyone else, feel free to request. :)

I apologize for any mistakes in advance! :)

Little pranks on BSD men || BSD characters x Reader

Ranpo

You decided to buy him a cake as you usually do knowning he would be moody all day without his sweets and as you were waiting for your turn in sweetshop.

You noticed a cake with carrots and you got this amazing idea to prank Ranpo and when your turn came you bought small carrot cake and one small chocolate cake in order to apologize once your prank is over.

You were giggling and came back to Detective Agency when Ranpo jumped out of his seat.

"Finally! Just how long does it take to buy a cake! Gimme gimme." Ranpo was impatient as ever.

"Sorry honey, their line was long. Sit, let me feed you." you tried to be as calm as possible so your genius boyfriend doesn't figure your little prank out.

He did as told and opened his mouth wide as you brang small piece of carrot cake to his mouth and he started chewing it making weird expression.

You were holding yourself back from giggling and took another piece making him eat it, this time with a carrot piece as well.

Ranpo's eyes opened wide and he started coughing and gagging as dramatic as always.

"What the hell is this? Just what sick person would do this? Did you buy this on the street, someone is trying to poison the best detective in the world!" he was yelling out.

"It's a carrot, you dramatic manchild." you told Ranpo while giggling.

"A CARROT? Just what sick person makes CAKE with VEGETABLES? No, no, NO, just what sick person buys ME a cake with vegetables?" he was loud and confused, but it made you laugh so much because your little prank worked.

"Sorry, sorry, it was a little prank, here is the apology, your favorite chocolate cake." you gave box to him, opening up so he can see.

"A prank? Well, hmph...I knew it was a prank, obviously." Ranpo scoffed.

"Oh you did? Of course, my bad, so you don't need this as apology." you said while removing box with cake off of his table.

"HEY! I need an apology for you thinking I am stupid enough to fall for something like this, mhm!" he kept scoffing and crossed his arms.

"Whatever you say Ranpo...whatever you say." you said sarcastically because you wanted to give him benefit of thinking you are buying what he said.

"Open wide." you giggled and fed Ranpo chocolate cake.

"Now, this is what I call a cake! You owe me praise too, you know?" Ranpo said while munching.

"Oh is that so? That way you will forgive me?" you said giggling.

"Indeed! I mean, I will think about it...now less talking more praising!" Ranpo ordered jokingly and you both were laughing and enjoying this moment together.

Tecchou

It was his birthday and you waited patiently for your boyfriend to come home with cake, balloons and huge paper behind you that said "Happy birthday love" in his favorite colors.

You bought him a small teddy bear that contained a small sound box with you saying 'I am thinking of you and I love you' so he can carry it in his pocket or around his belt and press it anytime he was away on mission unable to call you.

However, as a small prank you also collected ants in container with holes and giggled thinking how horrified he will look when he sees that.

You heard door knob turning and got prepared.

As Tecchou came in you yelled out "Happy birthday love!" and jumped on him into a big, long hug.

Tecchou looked around the room, surprised how you made all this for him.

"Thank you darling, you are so kind, all this for me?" he said his face covered in warm smile and he gave you gentle kiss on the lips.

"It's nothing, come come, you need to blow out candles!" you took his hand and brought him to the cake and he lowered himself, closed his eyes to think of a wish and blowed them.

"Yaaay, let's move to the gifts!" you said excited and took a bit of frosting to put on Tecchou's cheek. He smiled and took it off with his finger and licked it making confirming expression because he liked the taste.

"Okay, stay put, here it is!" you giggled as you handed out a container with ants inside and red, shiny bow on top.

"Hm? What is this?" he took a container and moved it around to take a look and see what exactly it is.

"Ants!" you said excited waiting for him to get terriffied.

He kept looking inside a box and put it down on the table and pulled you into a bear hug. You were confused with his reaction.

"Um..baby?" you said evidently confused.

"I love it so much, thank you, honey. You know, I actually adore ants. I will keep them next to our bed and take care of them." he said softly.

"UM SUE, DARLING, I WAS JOKING." you said a bit stunned by his reaction and moved away from hug and took mini teddy bear you actually had in mind as his gift.

"This is my gift for you, press it." you gave it to him and he was inspecting it and pressed on little tummy to hear a message you left behind.

He started tearing up and pulled you again into a big, soft hug.

"Sue? Are you okay?" you asked smiling gently.

"Yes darling, I am just overwhelmed..not only you got me ants, but this beautiful teddy bear too. I couldn't be more grateful. Now, I only have to think of the names for all little buddies I got." he said and smiled gently at you, petting your head.

Well, prank gone wrong but in good way.

You smiled at him.

Mushitaro

You knew how your boyfriend loved style and everything style related so you decided to lie to him and have some fun yourself. You went to the local print store and printed out 'I love hot MILFS' on a white T-shirt. You had no idea will Mushi be actually that naive, but he was gullible, so why not try to prank him.

You packed it in nice, fancy bag and went home to give him your little 'present'.

As you opened the door Mushitaro came to hug and kiss you.

"Oh my god baby, you won't believe what I just found! This new T-shirt, it's all over the internet and everyone want one, I had to fight two men in order to get it for you, can you believe that?" you said trying to convince him with your surprised and excited voice.

"Oh? Let me see, love." he said as he raised his eyebrows. Got him, you thought and showed him T-shirt.

"I love...hot MILFS? What is MILFS?" he asked confused.

"Oh, I think name of the fashion line making those, but trust me, you need to wear it today. You meet up with Ranpo and Poe, yes? Rub it in their face how you have something so wanted, hehe." you giggled putting more oil to fire.

"Hm, is that so? You are right, that Poe has insane amount of money, but you see, he doesn't have this, HA!" he laughed proudly as he put T-shirt on, you barely holding your laughter in.

"Hell yeah, you show him babe! So handsome! Have fun and enjoy your day." you said and he kissed your lips as he left the house, his walk and mannerism as dramatic and attention seeking as always. However people gave him weird, dirty looks and he brushed it off as jealousy, smiling to himself.

"Hello peasants." he said jokingly to Poe and Ranpo showing off his T-shirt.

"What the hell are you wearing?" Ranpo asked blunt as always.

"This is new fashion line, jealous, huh?" Mushitaro chuckled as he slicked back his hair.

"Um...are you sure?" Poe asked anxiously.

"MILFS? I didn't know your partner was.." Ranpo continued.

"The hell you mean? It's name of the fashion line." Mushitaro asked confused.

"MILF is like hot, older woman, usually has a kid and MILFS means Moms I like to fu...oh" Ranpo said and started laughing.

"WHAT?" Mushitaro screamed out.

"You are lying!" he kept yelling.

"No, no, I googled it. Take a look." Poe said and showed him definition of a MILF.

Mushitaro started sweating and got red in his face thinking how you are at home laughing at him which indeed you were.

"Why do you even know what that means Ranpo?" Mushitaro tried to move topic off of himself.

"Asks a dude who wears a T-shirt like that." Ranpo scoffed.

"Just wait till I come home, they will see what I will do to them for this prank." Mushitaro thought to himself embarrassed, but lightheartedly, he truly didn't care as long as it was a gift from you as embarrassing as it was.

Fyodor

You had some knowledge on programming and computer languages and with that one day you decided to make a small change in Fyodor's well known rat logo.

You sat down on his computer and worked your way through changing his rat logo into Pikachu one. You designed it so Pikachu holds a grenade, threating but cute and you giggled to yourself as you moved away from computer.

You were going around the DoA shelter, cleaning and trying to entertain yourself.

Fyodor came out of his working room.

"We have an issue, come here at once. Call Gogol and Sigma too." he said firmly which made you uneasy.

Three of you came to his office and stood there like three naughty children waiting to be scolded.

"It came to my attention that instead of original rat design, there is a new one with some weird character. I am not sure what exactly this means as I just saw it, however it might be that Detective Agency and their outside friend broke our digital security. Take a look." he gestured towards the screen, three of you coming forward and leaning down to take a better look.

You knew it was your fault but why not play along.

Nikolai, Sigma and you started laughing your asses off.

"SPLENDID, SPLENDID, WHAT A GREAT JOKE!" Nikolai was literally hollering.

Sigma grabbed his stomach, brushing away tear off of his face.

"A grenade too? But it's so cute!" he said through laughter.

"Those ADA bastards have some great humor!" Nikolai kept going, his laughter drowning yours and Sigma's.

"Pikachu with a grenade? I love this!" you continued his thought innocently and laughed.

"Pikachu? What is that? Is it symbol for something?" Fyodor ignored your laughing fit, asking seriously.

"Pikachu is a pokemon, from that anime, you know?" Sigma said confused.

"I am surprised I know about it and you don't." Sigma continued his thought.

"I don't engage in such activities, Sigma." Fyodor said in monotone voice.

"Well then, let's get moving, I need you out for the mission." he continued.

Crap. Well, you must tell him.

"Uh..Fyodor, I made that, heh." you chuckled nervously.

"Pardon? What did you say?" he said, his gaze cold.

"Uhh, yeah, I thought it would be funny prank, I didn't mean for it to go this far, I just changed your logo, but you can reverse it back.." you said while sweating.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA I NEVER KNEW YOU HAD THAT INSIDE YOU, WHAT A SPLENDID JOKE Y/N!" Nikolai enjoyed this too much and put his hand up to high-five you. You hesitantly put your hand to meet his.

"Get out." Fyodor said firm, sharp and cold. All three of you buckled up and basically fought who will leave first. Sigma got out, then Nikolai and lastly you.

Fyodor turned towards his computer and sighed out. He took another look at Pikachu with grenade and chuckled a bit before starting his work on bringing old logo back.

Chuuya

He had meeting with Mori, Kouyou and rest of Mafia executives this morning.

You decided to prank him a bit before he left. You took his phone and changed his ringtone in cupcakke song that goes 'Vagina! Deepthroat circus!', you were giggling and left his volume on because you knew he almost always had it on vibration.

He left shower, got dressed and took his phone.

"I will be back quickly angel, you rest more." and gave you kiss on the lips. He was so loving, it made you feel bad a bit, but show must go on. You kissed him back and waved goodbye.

You waited until 9:15 to make a call, you were nervous, excited and giggling, hoping he didn't turn his volume off.

"That's why we need.." Mori was saying suddenly interrupted by loud noise.

"VAGINA! DEEPTHROAT CIRCUS! VAGINA DEEPTHROAT CIRCUS!"

Everyone looked around confused and horrified, even Chuuya, not realizing it was his phone.

"You might want to pick up, Chuuya." Kouyou said covering her mouth with her hand, giggling.

Chuuya's eyes got wide realizing it is, in fact, his phone.

He saw your name calling him and picked up, frozen.

"I am in a meeting.." he got caught off with your laughter and everyone in room could hear, trying to keep in their laughter not to annoy Chuuya any further.

"This was your doing, little bastard?" Chuuya said lightheartedly. You kept laughing in his ear.

"Maaaaaybe...I don't know what you are talking about though." you said innocently.

"Hah, I will give you deepthroat circus once I come back, you hear me?" he said through a chuckle and everyone's eyes got wide.

Mori coughed.

"Oh crap, um, angel, I got to go." he got off call, trying to stay as calm as possible, everyone's gaze on him after his reaction.

"That's why we need..?" he asked acting like nothing happened, trying to be as put as possible earning couple of giggles.

The End :)

I hope you enjoyed and had fun! :)

Thank you for reading and all love you showed me so far! <3

#bungo stray dogs #bsd scenarios #bsd x reader #bsd x you #bsd x y/n #bsd gogol #bsd mushitaro #bsd ranpo #bsd chuuya #bsd fyodor #fyodor dostoyevsky x reader #mushitaro x reader #ranpo x reader #chuuya x reader #tecchou x reader #bsd tecchou #i hope you like this

[cerise-on-top]

Fasching with König

Because today is Faschingsdienstag, I just had to write something for him on that day! Today is the only day I can post this, afterwards I'll have to wait over a year again! Fasching is an Austrian holiday that is essentially the last day before fasting for 40 days, so people go all out with food and drinks and festivities, they even dress up in costumes! It's not nearly as fancy as what some other countries have, but it's tradition! Besides, who am I to say no to a Krapfen with König!

Mentions of alcohol, but König is Austrian, so what did you expect?

First off, he hates going to the city during that “holiday”, there are far too many people, the crowds are way too big and it’s too loud for his liking as well. The only reason he’s taking you to the city on that day is so you can experience more of Austria with him. At least that’s what he tells you, in reality he just really wants to go eat a Langos or two and drink a few beers. No one would judge him for that on Fasching, there are crazier bastards out there than him. He’s never been a fan of Fasching, not even when he was a kid. The only reason he looked forward to that day was because he could go home from school earlier than usual. But other than that Fasching had always irritated him. He was never one for playing dress up either.

He couldn’t say he was surprised when you came up to him, demanding for the two of you to dress up as something. The most König would do on his own would be to put on a pair of bee feelers on top of his head, but he would never consider putting on a full costume. Not only was there a chance people would stare at him, but he’d feel awkward as well. Besides, which place would actually sell a costume in his size? Not a common one. You’d need to be a bit annoying for him to put on more than just bee feelers. He’s more willing to play dress up with you as long as you put on something as well, though, even if it still wouldn’t be anything too fancy. If he can find one, he might put on a Winnie the Pooh onesie, but only because it’s somewhat comfortable, somewhat warm and because there are weirder people than him out there.

He’d hate seeing the Faschingsumzug, but he’d tolerate it just for you so you can see all the wagons together and comment on all the costumes. The music is far too loud, there are people surrounding him on every side and he still hasn’t had a single drink yet. Tragic. You might wanna hold onto his arm before you’re being swept away by the crowds. Although König usually isn't one for PDA, in this case he’d prefer to keep you close. It keeps him a bit calmer and you’re not getting lost in a city or town you barely know. You can drag him around all you want, though, he’ll comply, even if he might roll his eyes a bit whenever you wanna go take a closer look at some of the other costumes and wagons. However, get ready to be dragged to one of the nearest stands for a few Langos. They’re not amazing, nothing special in the slightest, but they’re not bad either. He’ll pay for them, naturally. You can choose between a regular Langos, a Toast Langos or even a Käsekrainer Langos. König will likely have eaten all three due to his massive appetite, but you’re more than welcome to take a bite out of them as well.

Once it’s finally getting a bit later and the masses are starting to disperse, that’s when König will be a bit less grumpy. He gets to finally go to a bar with you and drink to his heart's content, his highlight of the day. You can drink whatever you want, from soda to Pago, from Spritzer to Jägermeister, he’ll always go for a few beers. While he might seem a bit grumpy at first, once he’s had his first beer he’s a bit more cheerful, König just really hates big crowds. However, he got to spend another day with you, which is all he could ever want. While you’re sitting at the bar he might take out a few Krapfen for the both of you to enjoy as well. Might joke about getting some Heringsschmaus with you the next day, even if you don’t like fish. It’s tradition, it’s part of the Faschingszeit, but that doesn’t mean he’s a big fan of it either. No, he much prefers the Krapfen you can eat during Fasching. Not big on fasting, he loves beer and meat too much to give up either of those things and won’t even do so if you ask him to. He’s a simple man, he knows what he wants and he knows what he likes. You can pry his Schweinsbraten from his cold dead hands, and even then he’d put up a fight.

Although König loves spending time with you, he will be glad once Fasching is over and once you finally voice the thought of going home. He’s tired from all the people and the alcohol makes this situation only slightly better. Even so, despite all of that, he’s looking forward to the next holiday, proper or not, he can spend with you. Due to him having drunk some beers, he’ll likely stay in bed a bit longer the next day. A perfect opportunity to snuggle up to him for a bit. Afterwards you can discuss what you would like to eat together.

#cod #cod x reader #könig #konig #könig x reader #konig x reader #I was so unhappy when I had to go through town today and there was no way through so I had to go around town to get home #I was so incredibly pissed about that #but hey my father made Gulasch today! and he put a blueberry quark strudel in the oven! it was so creamy and good! #so food wise today was amazing for me! #I even wore some cat ears at wok. the other apprentice and me were the only ones who “dressed up” today which was a shame #even though he only wore devil horns and that's it so nothing big either #but there are people who dress up entirely! but you barely see couple's costumes here. I saw none today in all honesty #I saw a lot of ladybugs though! a few bees! piglets! sunflowers! #it's a colorful festival! but a lot of people drink on this day so not a lot of them will be at work tomorrow! good #the only reason König would love this holiday would be because of the beer #you guys don't understand just how much alcohol Austrians drink we're far far above the EU average #the state I live in is far above the Austrian average as well my father told me today #so yeah we drink lots and lots of alcohol. beer for the most part but Spritzer is also really popular. Spritzer is superior though #beer is just disgusting and gross. I've tried it once and it was so bitter. but this is coming from someone who likes Jägermeister haha #I didn't get a Krapfen today though which is so incredibly sad :( Maybe some other time but it won't be a Faschingskrapfen :(

[xxsycamore]

𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫

↬  💌 Nokto has been away for so long, and Emma is alone with her thoughts about him.

Nokto Klein x Emma(MC) • rating: E (MDNI) • tags: Reunion Sex; Accidental Voyeurism; Masturbation; Teasing; Dirty Talk; Vaginal Sex; Creampie; Some Humor; Aftercare; Fluff and Smut; Couch Cuddles • wordcount: 1,594 • masterlist

a/n: AHH I had the pleasure to participate in yet another amazing ikemen gift exchange hosted by @sunnyikemen and @ikemenlibrary ! My giftee for this round was @nightghoul381 ! GHOULIE!! I squealed when I saw your name in the info message!! Hope you enjoy!🥺❤❤

The night is warm and quiet, every other soul in the palace is fast asleep, distant songs of nocturnal birds make for the perfect background noise to enjoy the company of a good book under soft candlelight…and Emma makes the most of it.

If only she could trade her companion for the night with the one person she misses the most right now.

Tonight too, she prefers being in Nokto's room instead of her own, surrounded by the comforting presence of all things reminiscent of him. The scent on his pillow is becoming fainter with every night he's missing from home and Emma's heart aches for him.

It won't be much longer now. That's what she tells herself as she flips another page.

The letter she used as a bookmark lays open on the coffee table as she'd delayed her pastime just to look at the words inside once again. The evidence of that longing being shared, as Nokto wrote about how much he misses her while he's abroad. How much he wants to kiss her. To hold her in his arms.

He's always been good with words, pressing all her buttons as he selects them carefully to get a desired reaction out of her. The sultry tone of his voice is nowhere to be found yet he doesn't even need to utilize that little curve to the end of his spoken sentences that makes her legs weak; Emma finds out that she can fairly well hear it all in her head as she reads the letter anyway. And Nokto wrote some unspeakable things.

Laying comfortably on his couch now, book held up by a single hand, Emma finds that it's becoming harder to chase after the words in the book. Soon the protagonist takes the visage of Nokto in her mind's eye, and she loses the fight. It's no good when her other hand is unoccupied; it finds the way between her legs all too soon, too easily.

"Ngghh… Nokto.."

It's a small whisper in the night, too weak and too far away to reach the one it's meant for. That's what Emma knows for sure, getting lost in pink-tinted visions produced by her imagination; and so the soft turning of the doorknob falls on deaf ears.

Nokto enters quietly, knowing his Emma well enough to find her in his room - and strangely, knowing her too little to expect she is missing him… that much. Before he knows it, he becomes the bigger pervert in the room as he silently admires the way her fingers would never be enough to resemble his presence. Deep down, he loves that fact more than he pities her. But despite himself, he's soon to coo and reveal himself.

"Are you in trouble, my dear? Those lovely sounds don't sound quite right to me… You need more."

Emma gasps, reasonably startled as she hurries to retrain some decency and pulls down her nightgown where it rode up her waist. Her eyes are big and starry, and Nokto doesn't wait for a reply before he leans down over the couch's back and captures the lips he missed the most.

The kiss comes as a silent 'I missed you' when they both skipped saying it out loud, and quickly morphs into something far less innocent. Almost like a fight to prove one missed the other more.

Emma puts her warm hand on Nokto's face just as he withdraws for air, and she is just as breathless when she attempts to speak out loud. "Are you real?"

Nokto smirks, the red of his eyes stressed by the flickering candlelight. "I might just be real. Or maybe my little vixen's fantasies have become that vivid and tangible."

"Noktooo… don't tease…"

He finds himself tugged down, two hands wrapping securely around his neck until he can't take on the task of removing his coat as planned. It's only fair if she wants more proof of him being real here and now, he'll give her plenty.

It's only after a couple more fierce kisses that Nokto finds himself getting undressed, as Emma makes it up to him by doing it herself. Articles of clothes fall to the ground as suddenly there's nothing in Nokto's way to claim his long-waited prize for being away from home for so long.

"When I found a way to return earlier, I did all in my power to take on the opportunity. I had to see you."

"Nokto…"

"I had to make love to you again before I can forget the taste of your lips. I can't live without it."

Emma's body shudders as Nokto finds the place that aches for him the most, rubbing soft circles on her nub with his slender fingers. She's dripping wet from when she was playing with herself earlier and is quick to whine in protests of not enough.

"Shhh. Be patient. I want to take things nice and slow- Fuck. Emma."

His gaze darkens with lust as he stares her down, from her expression to the hand that mischievously reached down to his crouch to give him a firm squeeze.

"You can't wait to have me either, so why wait? Darling…" Emma asks in a tiny voice that comes out muffled behind her hand. Nokto is fast to capture it in his own and pin it down over her head.

"Why wait, indeed. My clever little Emma."

Taking hold of her leg, Nokto raises it up until it hangs over the edge of the backrest, giving him full access to her glistening pussy. Not even having fully shimmied out of his trousers yet, Nokto leans down until his body is flush against Emma's, and presses his cock against her entrance.

Emma mewls so sweetly as she feels Nokto enter her, her body shivering in ecstasy as she'd prepared it for a much lesser stimulation tonight. Her previous arouse makes Nokto's entry slippery and the noise of their coupling soon begins to fill the night. It's dirty and it's perfect.

Just as Emma gets close, her moans growing in volume, Nokto suddenly halts his movements. She looks at him with a red face and with question marks in her eyes. Nokto is frowning, albeit with a face equally as flushed as hers.

"I thought about this all week. About the possibility of coming to you earlier, and how I'll make our reunion a night you'll never forget. I'd sweep you off your feet wherever you are in the palace, take you back to our room and put you on the bed. I'd take my time undressing you like a present, pressing kisses against all those places that entered my dreams the previous lonely nights. I'd bury my head between those pretty legs of yours and remain there until you're screaming to me all the things you want me to do to you next, making your juices drip down my chin so I can never forget your taste again. And then I'll… then I'll just fuck you. Until we both take our fills."

Emma's breathing grows erratic as she feels herself coming undone, the sensation of him picking the speed up again and his filthy words that her brain barely manages to register, it's all too much. She screams as her walls clamp down on him hard, a strong climax ripped out of her with each thrust of Nokto who just gives her more and more, the way she wanted it and needed it.

"And then I open the door and you're- fuck- you're here touching yourself, moaning my name- and what am I supposed to do other than to claim you on the spot? You turned my plans to dust. You…"

With a groan, Nokto feels himself being dragged over the edge by Emma's pulsing walls, her warm, tight core milking him of all he has. He shoots his load deep inside her, painting her insides white. He remains thrusting into her shallowly, chasing after the last drops of pleasure he can squeeze out of both of them.

They turn into a content pile of entangled limbs on the couch, heavy breaths and soft smooches on whatever part of each other's face they can reach. Emma's pleasure-marred, sore throat voice reaches Nokto's ears.

"Hehe…I'm sorry?"

It takes him a second, all too lost in the sea of afterglow and warm emotions, to realize Emma is apologizing for spoiling his fun. He can tell she's not all that sorry at the same time, and it paints his chuckle a bit sarcastic. There's a hint of teeth to his next kiss, and he finds her mood to be just as playful, despite how blissed out she seemed just a second ago.

"Maybe we can make up for it and go with your version for round two." Emma suggests, putting her hands on Nokto's chest to push him out of her. Once they're both seated up, Nokto caresses the back of her head, his affirmative low humming enough to let her know just how much he's looking forward to that.

"Surely you don't mind if I grab a bite of your dessert before that? Out of all the things I missed about you, your baking is pretty high on the list you know."

"Nokto, no!"

Emma tries to warn him, but it's too late, as Nokto's chewing suddenly pauses, the reason clear as a day - he tasted the carrots in the slice of cake he just forked a bite of.

"N-Nokto, don't frown now! I didn't know you were coming home tonight, remember! God..!"

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[danikamariewrites]

can you write something similar to your az x adhd!reader but with rhys please? (you don't have to ofc!!) 💜

Rhys x adhd!reader

A/n: and with Rhys the trio is complete! I honestly might do hcs for the girls too I think Amren would be an interesting one

Warnings: some angst and mentions of mental health struggles

You and Rhys have known each other since you were kids. Your parents worked for Rhys’ father so for a long time you only had each other as friends

He didn’t notice your ADHD until you were older and neither did you. It was a journey you went on together and he was always supportive of your feelings

You had always been energetic as a child, jumping around from activity to activity. You were a dreamer just like him and had the best imagination

Rhys fell in love with you because you were always kind and up for an adventure

As you got older you were more reserved but still had an optimistic outlook on life. Your parents had try to quell your adventurous nature but you were too stubborn to give into their wants

You daydream a lot which your father always said was a problem, he said you were never present and you would never be any help to the future high lord or the court

Which was far from the truth. Rhys always thought your way of thinking was an advantage and would help change the court, even Prythian one day

Your ADHD was not always on the outside, you usually kept to yourself

Some days you would forget your mental shields and Rhys could hear your thoughts. He didn’t mean to intrude but he couldn’t help but hear you

He could hear your bad thoughts about how you thought less of yourself because of your ADHD and it made him upset

He would always send you images of you and him happy, and what he saw when he looked at you, “I want you to see you how I do.” “Yes, you think differently but that doesn’t mean your less than anyone else. If anything you have an advantage.” “Your view on the world is so wonderful my darling.”

Some days your shields were stronger and it was harder to get your attention. Those are the days he would hold you and give you those little comforting touches

One of your biggest problems was insomnia. You had a hard time falling asleep because of racing thoughts

You’d over think things that you said that day, if you forgot something, or about a project you had started for Rhys that needed a lot of attention

Sometimes you’d by accidentally wake Rhys up because your thoughts were so loud. He’d pull you to his chest and show you peaceful thoughts. Like the pond you two would swim in as kids or your favorite picnic date he took you on when summer started

You were thankful for Rhys’ daemti powers because it was easier to communicate mind to mind instead of out loud for you. You could let Rhys into your mind to see what you couldn’t say

But there were days that you were very talkative and Rhys would just sit there, staring at you amazed by the way your mind worked

He loved listening to you talk about random things or new ideas that you had

You always had a hard time relaxing and we’re easily irritated, you just had so many thoughts! Did you remember to give Cassian that report? Did you give Mor that dress back? Was Rhys mad at you? Were you thoughts and feelings too much for him? He had so much to deal with and adding your insecurities on top of it was a lot. But you were never too much for Rhys he always told you so

If you got frustrated with something you couldn’t figure out or if something was irritating you Rhys would take you away from your stressor. He’d take you on a walk or to just sit in the darkness of your bedroom for a while

Rhys is a self care king, he’s all for pampering yourself and a treat yourself day

When he notices your too tightly wound to help you relax he’d book a weekend at the best spa in Velaris. He knows you’d never ask for any of this because you’d feel guilty, but he just wanted the best for you

You guys would have a couples massage, couples facials, and you’d get mani pedis together (you can’t look me in the eyes and tell me Rhys would never get his nails done bc you’d be a liar)

His love language is gift giving and he’d give you any and everything to help you feel comfortable and relaxed

Or if you just needed a day of retail therapy he was happy to accompany you and pay

If he saw it made you happy he’d buy it for you

#acotar fanfiction #acotar reader imagine #acotar #acotar reader fic #rhysand #rhysands fluff #rhysand imagine #rhysand headcanon #rhysand x reader #rhysand x you

[rokuhatake]

New Year's Pt.2 18+

Warnings: 18+ (no minors), inexperienced!reader, tiny bit of jealousy, oral (m&f receiving), pet names, vaginal penetration, unprotected sex (please be smarter than Kakashi & reader here), fingering, lil bit of choking, praise, lots of making out lol

A/N: Sorry it's late and kinda short, I hope you enjoy nonetheless!

Word Count: 2.7 K

Who knew a first kiss could be so desperate, so full of need? You didn’t quite understand your feelings for Kakashi before, and you’ll admit that the alcohol led you here tonight – or morning, rather- but the way he kisses you has sobered you right up. You were drunk and silly for coming here, not even truly knowing the reason why, but now his hands are gently grasping your neck, and you’re opening yourself up for him. He wants more, and you’ll gladly give it. 

You become pliable for him while he gropes you. It feels like the natural thing to do, to allow him your body, your lips. It’s all his now, and he uses you expertly.  

His tongue is addicted to the taste of you, never once leaving your mouth while his curious hands explore your skin. Goosebumps chase after his fingertips anywhere he touches you, and he’s satisfied with how noisy you’ve become. He wonders...how many men have been able to make you feel this way? Jealousy takes the reins in his head, causing his grip to tighten around your throat.  

Much to your displeasure, he stops kissing you; but now you can view him in his full glory. You feel love-drunk, maybe a bit silly as well; you just cannot stop staring. The two of you share something intimate now. You share a secret, one he’s never given to someone else.  

“Did you wear this, hoping I would see it?” he ponders hotly while tugging at your tight dress. You nod with a sexy grin on your face. Impossibly, he thinks he’s fallen harder for you. “Fuck...” he draws out before pulling you back in.  

In a moment, his hands are groping you again, now with more urgency. He wants to peel that annoying dress off of you and worship your skin, adorning it with his love marks. He wants to hear how loud you can really be, and he especially wants to hear you call out his name. That’s the first goal, he thinks, to make you scream for him.  

His attention turns to your neck, particularly the spot that makes you arch into his embrace. Already, a dark mark has bloomed, and you don’t seem to mind; he thinks you might actually love it.  

As he makes his way towards the peak of your breasts, he feels your body stiffen ever so slightly, and he removes himself. “You okay?” His throat feels blocked, but he tries his best to sound soft with you. Your cheeks are warm underneath his fingertips, and he searches your face for emotion. You seem...nervous, and of course that rubs off on him.  

“What’s wrong?” He cups your face with such anxiety, you feel sad for him. “Nothing, nothing, I promise. I just uhhh...I dunno. I didn’t prepare myself for this...” He’s confused. Prepared what? 

“What do you mean?” He speaks softly, still caressing your face in his hands. You feel hot and slightly at a loss for words. That alcohol was not strong enough for this.  

“You know...I would have made myself look nicer if I had known the night would end this way.” He grins at you, modestly amused. You could have shown up in oversized pajamas, his reaction would be the same. The dress is lovely but only because it’s you who’s flaunting it.  

He leans into you, kissing the color from your cheeks. “You always look amazing to me,” he murmurs into your hot skin while leaving wet kisses across your throat. You can’t stay nervous around him, not while he’s complimenting you between kisses.  

“Anytime I see you...” he moves your hand to squeeze his crotch, “...you do this to me.” Your innocent look of surprise makes him stir in your hand. “I really could care less if you’re prepared, I always want you.” His voice is richer than you’ve ever heard, it sends shivers through your muscles.  

As if by instinct, his name drops gracefully from your lips; but before you can say more, he silences your voice with a sloppy kiss. You feel dizzy again.  

He can tell you don’t know what to do; your hand hasn’t made any movements of its own. Your only guide is his hand over yours, rubbing just how he likes it. He’s trying to make sure you’re comfortable, but it’s growing harder for him to maintain his cool composure while your hand grows more curious in its exploration of his body.  

Kakashi resumes his work on your breasts, groaning while he sucks onto the supple skin. Your grip is tight around his cock, and you whisper his name, “Ka-kashi...” It’s a desperate whine, and his body responds immediately.  

He’s too impatient; he’s waited long enough to have you, and now you’re here, in his arms with your hand grasping his cock. Why should he make himself wait any longer?  

Without a word, Kakashi gently nudges you towards the largest couch in his living room, never daring to stop kissing your skin. Once the cool leather touches your thighs, you plop down obediently; but he doesn’t join you.  

Kakashi has an idea...you can see it in that devilishly handsome smile.  

“Will you do something for me?” He requests softly while brushing a few loose strands of hair away from your eyes. You’re curious...you have no desire to deny him, so you nod enthusiastically. That seems to please him, and something within you burns with pride.  

He leans to place a chaste kiss upon your lips, then begins to unbutton his pants. Excitement pools into your panties...he wants to use your mouth. Kami, you think you may overheat.  

Once his boxers are removed, your eyes go wide. Surely, he can’t expect you to fit all of that down your throat. You sneak a glance at his face, only to find him grinning at you while he strokes his cock.  

“What’s the matter?” he cocks his head playfully to the side. “You’ve never sucked on something this big?” He reaches to caress your warm cheek with his free hand, still stroking his cock with the other. You shake your head ‘no’. “I’ve never...I mean-not even...”  

Kakashi’s eye widens. That can’t be possible; if he wasn’t about to fuck your throat, he might be annoyed with the obviously daft men of Konoha.  

“That’s okay, Pretty, let me show you how.” His thumb strokes your cheek while you move to the edge of the cushion. His erection is intimidating, too intimidating; you have to maintain eye contact with Kakashi while he moves himself closer to your mouth.  

“Now, just take the tip into your mouth...and start off slow.” He can hardly get the words out. Preferably, he would just take your throat then and there without mercy, but he won’t have you getting scared on him.  

Instead, he gently guides his cock towards your swollen lips, and you give him one more look before bravely taking him into your mouth, just how he instructed. The hiss he releases scares you, but his fingers tangled in your hair ensures that you can’t remove yourself. You look up to him, wondering if you did something wrong when you see the crimson of his sharingan glaring back at you. You moan around his cock, instinctively taking more of him into your mouth while you hollow your cheeks around the length.  

The idea of going down on a man had always made you nervous. Your sexual experience is already minimal at best, but no one had ever seemed interested in using your mouth. After tonight though? You can’t understand that anxious feeling.  

This is fun for you; it’s like your own secret experiment. You’re exploring what makes Kakashi noisy, and you’ve concluded that he loves the back of your throat. Anytime you push yourself to your limits, to where you’re gagging around his length, his eyes roll while incoherent curses spill from his lips. You want him to stop holding back, you can tell he is.  

Your eyes lock with his while you regress to more gentle sucking, and you whine around him.  

“What is it, Pretty?” He grins down at your messy face. Of course, you have no way to tell him what you want, so you place your hands on his hips, then push them towards you. This time, you gag harder than before, but Kakashi gets the hint.  

“Oh...you want me to use your mouth?” He bites his lower lip, dying to fulfill that fantasy of his. When you nod wildly around his cock, something inside of him snaps.  

Without wasting anytime, Kakashi tightly grips your hair and leads you onto his cock. He hardly gives you time to recover when you gag, he just sends you down the thick length again and again. You can’t help but lock eyes with him while he fucks your throat, and the sight almost makes him cum. He’s not ready for that.  

Suddenly, his cock is no longer in your mouth, and you’re panting while drool spills from your lips.  

“Come with me.” Kakashi’s voice is clipped while he pulls you from the couch and into his arms. He kisses you deeply before leading you to a closed door that you presume is his bedroom.  

Kakashi wastes no time now; as soon as your bottom touches the edge of his bed, he’s kneeling before you, sliding his fingers towards your damp panties.  

This is yet another act you have no experience with. You’re starting to think your prior “experience” is child's-play compared to this.  

“Kakashi...” you whisper. He hums into your hot skin. “I’ve never done this either.” Your words make him stop. Now he really is annoyed. How could someone completely neglect your needs, when all he wants is to devour you? He’s been hungry for you for years, and you gave yourself to men who couldn’t take care of you. He’s livid.  

He doesn’t say a word, only nudges your legs open for him so he can easily slide down your panties. Once he eyes your glistening cunt, his mouth waters. He won’t waste any time on words. He just wants to make you scream; and you do.  

His mouth latches around your sensitive clit and he sucks until you’re arching towards the sky while incoherently chanting his name. Just what he likes to hear... 

He smiles impishly over your folds, then eases a single finger into your dripping hole. You seem overstimulated from the added pressure; you’re shaking furiously, fingers grasping desperately into his silver locks. He tries to look at your face, but your head is thrown back into the mattress. He immediately doesn’t like that.  

“Look at me,” he demands. It takes you several seconds before you can obey him, but when you do, the image almost makes you cum. His sharingan is still glaring at you, and he looks gorgeous with his mouth on your cunt. Now, you can’t look away.  

“K-Kaskashi!” You pant. “I’m so close...” Your voice is barely audible, and he can see your eyes begin to close. For the first time, he slaps your thigh. “Don’t look away from me, Pretty, or I’ll stop.” His threat makes you whine, but of course, you obey.  

He pushes deep into you, deeper than before, and continues to suck on your clit. The stimulation is too much, and within seconds, you’re orgasming around his finger while calling out his name.  

He creeps up your body, slowly peeling the dress with him while he softly shushes you. Once your hips are bare to him, he leaves a trail of wet kisses on your skin, leisurely working his way towards your breasts.  

You lift your arms to allow the dress over your body, and he admires your choice to forgo a bra; it allows him to suck them into his mouth once they’re revealed to him.  

He thinks he’ll play with you for a bit, maybe allow you to gather yourself before he continues his rough fucking.  

You notice suddenly, Kakashi is still wearing clothes; you’re completely naked. A frown forms on your lips. “Why aren’t you naked?” You whine softly. The vibration of his laugh on your skin tickles.  

“How thoughtless of me,” he leans to place a sloppy kiss on your lips. “Let me fix that for you.” With a grin, he sits up straight and effortlessly removes this navy long sleeve. Though you’ve already had his cock down your throat this morning, you can’t stop the blush that warms your cheeks. He’s too sexy, in all of his naked, muscular glory. You don’t fail to notice the scars marring his otherwise perfect skin; and you silently promise to give them your full attention later.  

The way you blush for him pokes and prods at his impatience, he can’t keep waiting.  

“Can I have you, Pretty?” His hardened length slides along your folds while he nips at the sensitive skin of your neck. You don’t fully understand his question, so you give a safe answer, “You can have all of me, Kakashi.”  

He groans before nudging into you without warning; your words are wearing down his resolve.  

Even if he wanted to, you’re too tight for him to sheath his length in your cunt. He has to work just the tip in, over and over; he thinks you might cry from the teasing. Already, you’re begging him to fill you up.  

“Please Kakashi...” you pant for him. “Please stop teasing.” Your plea is weak, it’s not enough to satisfy his perverted desires.  

He continues to tease, even when he knows you’re aroused enough to take his cock. Until you beg properly, he won’t fuck you properly.  

“Tell me what you want, use your words,” he commands softly. You whine at first, but you’re not able to deny him.  

“I wanna feel you deeper...” He continues his torturous pace, still not satisfied. “Need to feel you deeper Kakashi! I’ve wanted you for so long, please don’t make me wait anymore.” Tears are hiding in the corners of your eyes while you desperately try to move your hips against his grip.  

Luckily for you, he’s finally satisfied. Actually, more than satisfied; he’s fucking elated. You’ve finally confessed to him, told him everything he needs to hear. He doesn’t waste a second before bottoming out inside of you.  

Pain shoots through his back from your tight grip, but he doesn’t let it stop him for a moment. He’s relentlessly pounding into you while he watches your face contort with pleasure. You’ve probably never had it this good, he thinks. He promises to change that forever.  

While grasping your face in his hands, he makes you lock eyes with him. “Tell me how long you’ve been waiting for this...tell me how badly you’ve wanted me.” He knows speaking will be difficult for you, he just wants to play with you some more.  

“I - Ah! Kakashi...I’ve wanted this, I’ve wanted you for so long.” He bottoms out inside of you, pushing as deep as he can. “I can’t tell you how many times I’ve straddled my pillow, wishing it was you instead.” Impossibly, he quickens his pace, hastened by your confessions. “You’re the only person who’s made me cum without even being there.”  

It’s too much for him; while trying to overstimulate you, he’s overdone himself. He’s closer than he wants to be, and he's about to pull out before you lock your legs around his hips. “Please don’t stop,” you beg hotly. “I’m so close, ah! Please ‘Kashi.” Your babbling drives him crazy, and he’s too lost in desire to worry about not wearing a condom. If he was totally honest with himself, the thought only drives him wilder.  

Your orgasm shocks you, the intensity of it almost mind-numbing as Kakashi finishes inside of you. This sensation is addictive, you think.  

He doesn’t pull out, nor does he stop rocking into you. He’s surprised even himself; no one has ever kept his dick this hard. Like a man obsessed, he buries his face in your breasts, sucking roughly on the skin there.  

“I can’t get enough of you...” he confesses to your skin. “You’ve made me wait too long... I don’t think I’ll ever be able to stop.” He grins devilishly at you. “Do you want me to stop?” He rocks deep inside of you, pulling a gasp from your lips.  

“Please...” you beg hotly. “Please, don't stop.” He throws his head back before pounding into you once again, fully intending to head your desire.  

He no longer feels guilt for missing your party; having his way with you, even after the sun comes up, is more than worth it.  

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[sunflowerskies00]

bet my heart, part 5

the bank is gonna hold my money

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By the time I get off the stage, I'm exhausted and dripping in sweat. Normally, I let my exhaustion take over and I'm going to crash as soon as I get off the stage. Having friends at my shows, seemed to make that exhaustion disappear. I make my way through the backstage hallways, going to find the place where everyone should be waiting.

As soon as I walk into the room Luke spots me first and pulls me into a hug. I hug him back, as lightly as possible, feeling bad because of how sweaty I am.

"You were great," He tells me.

"Thanks, Luke," I smile at him. I can't say much more because Trevor pulls me into a hug next.

"That was amazing," he says.

"Thanks, Trev," I grin.

"So you and Mr. Country Singer?" he raises an eyebrow. I roll my eyes. Trevor loved to play the game of asking about me and every man I was seen with. He knew it irritated me and he loved to irritate.

"Riley is my friend," I glanced across the room to where Riley was, I didn't expect him to leave, he was talking to my guitar player. He catches my eye and raises a glass towards me. I smile.

"Go, make him jealous," Trevor nods. I raise an eyebrow at him, and he gives me a knowing look. "We're not idiots, well Quinn might be, but to everyone else, it's so obvious," he says.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," I say before walking away. Trevor shakes his head at me while I do. I still had to say hi to Jack and Quinn, but I make my way over to Riley and part of my band first.

"The woman of the hour," Jake, my guitar player, grins. I roll my eyes at him, shoving his shoulder.

"That was a hell of a show," Riley flashes me a smile.

"Thanks, and thank you for coming all the way to Canada for me," I give him a hug.

"Of course," he wraps his arms around me. "And you need a shower," he mutters. I pull away and playfully push him backward. "Dude, you're sweatier than your hockey-playing friends," he laughs.

"I was just on stage for two and a half hours with no breaks and was moving the entire time, so I would hope I'm sweatier than them," I say. I catch Jack's eye across the room and he raises an eyebrow, silently asking if I'd be over soon. I nod quickly. I excuse myself from the conversation, promising to come back, before walking back over to where Jack and Quinn are.

Jack meets me before I get across the room, pulling me into a hug so he can talk into my ear.

"I know you doubt me and you doubt that he actually likes you, but when I tell you I thought he was going to burst in anger when you were singing with the dude, I'm being so serious," Jack's mouth is next to my ear when he says it. He pulls away, suddenly a lot less serious.

"You're so sweaty, it's gross," I roll my eyes at him. "I'm being serious, you guys need to have the conversation."

"Eventually," I nod, not letting him say anything else before going to Quinn. He pulls me into a hug, swinging me in a circle, before setting me back on the ground.

"You killed it, like usual," he smiles at me. I know the entire internet thought Quinn smiling was rare, but it was something I got to see a lot of. There were very few times I'd be spending time with him and he wasn't smiling.

"Thanks, Quinny," I grin at him.

"You were born for it, y'know, being on stage, performing," He has a soft smile on his face when he says it. My cheeks turn in pink, I can feel the blush on my face. I shrug, because I didn't know what to say.

"I'm glad someone thinks so, I feel like an imposter 90% of the time," I admit. It wasn't something I had really said out loud, but as I got bigger, the more I felt like I had imposter syndrome. He frowns at that statement, obviously not liking what I just said.

"You worked your ass off to get here Sage, don't let anyone tell or make you feel differently," his words make me smile. Quinn was my biggest hype man and always had been. I open my mouth to say thank you when someone calls my name, I glance over to see Damien, my drummer, nodding toward Riley. He holds up a hand like he's waving goodbye.

"I'll be right back," I give Quinn an apologetic smile before going to say bye to Riley.

"Thank you again," I give him a hug when I make it over to him.

"Of course, I'm glad we made it work, I think it was a great way to debut the song," he doesn't pull away from our hug quite yet, which was weird. "Why is Quinn Hughes staring daggers at me?" He asks before pulling out of the hug.

"I don't know, he's my best friend," I shrug. Riley has a knowing smirk on his face.

"Uh-huh, I see, well you let me know when that changes," he says. I roll my eyes.

"Thanks for being here, and I apologize in advance for the multiple rumors about us that will be appearing," he shrugs in response, seemingly unphased by it.

"Let me know when you and bestie over there start dating," he smirks before saying one more goodbye and disappearing. When I get back to Quinn, he no longer has a smile on his face.

"What's up?" I ask him, raising an eyebrow at his frowning face.

"You and uh, Mr. Cowboy," he nods towards where I just was with Riley, "are you two, are you dating him?" He finally spits out his question.

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[tender-rosiey]

surprise — gojo satoru x f!reader

— (gojo bday!special)

a/n: happy ( 1 day late) birthday to gojo satoru, the love of my life and the most amazing sorcerer out there and omg can you believe I wrote 1.7k words just for this pretty man

“you won’t be able to come back to japan today?” your husband gasps on the other line.

you hum a sad, “yes.”

in return he laughs to assure you, “it’s okay! just make sure to care of yourself and be back in one piece, sweets!”

“alright, ‘toru; I love you,” you smile.

“I love you too, byEEE LOVE OF MY LIFE!”

“BYEEE SATORU THE LOVE OF MY LIFE!” you shout before hanging up and giggling to yourself.

now you can start laying out the birthday surprise. it’s satoru’s birthday today and before celebrating with the rest at night, you wanted to give something special from you.

after some thinking, you decided on making the birthday party at the beach.

you remember how he always talked about liking the sea, the ocean and the freedom the fresh breeze brings with it.

not to mention the sandcastles and how he wanted you to bury his body in the sand but that’s for another visit. your formal clothes will not allow such an activity, unfortunately.

meanwhile, gojo dropped his phone on the bed with a pout right after your call. it saddened him that his precious wife won’t be able to be with him for his birthday.

and while he has a feeling that you might actually be closer than he thinks, he choses to stop thinking about it and just hope that you arrive home safely.

hours after that pass by, each one more agonizing than the other even though his students wished him a happy birthday, and so did his colleagues.

he waited for you to call him and for your sweet voice to wish him the happy birthday he wanted the most, but life is unfair.

even about the things as simple as this.

when he looks through the window, he notices that it’s sunset, a time you have always loved, but he doesn’t expect to hear keys jiggling right now and his head instantly snaps at the sound.

“I am home!” you say loudly and gojo beams before launching himself at you and embracing you tightly.

“wifey!” he pulls back to look at your face and squints, “this doesn’t look like someone who had a ‘EXHAUSTING’ three hour fight with a curse; DID YOU LIE TO ME?!—“

you press a kiss to his lips and pull him hurriedly towards your shared bedroom, “come on get dressed up; we are in a hurry!”

he watches you, grabbing something from the closet, confused, “huh? where?”

you give him the suit you ironed a few days ago before speeding toward another room, “it’s a secret!”

gojo looks at the suit in bewilderment, shrugging before he puts it on. however, he can’t help the excitement he feels, how sweet of you to have something prepared for him.

after getting ready, he gives himself a look at the mirror and smirks smugly.

damn did he look handsome and he knew it.

he bursts out of the bedroom and into the living room, “THE STAR OF THE SHOW IS— here…”

if he was the the small star of the show, then you were the sun, a star as well but the way you shined surpassed everyone even him.

you wore a dress that matched the color of his eyes, maybe even prettier, he thinks.

the way your hair framed your face was beyond compare; everything about you unusually stood out beautifully today. was it because he has been longing for you?

“SATORU! LESS GAWKING MORE WALKING!”

“yes mommy!”

“I TOLD YOU NOT TO CALL ME THAT!” you yell at the grinning man, you’re pulling by the hand.

you walk outside and arrive at the tandem bicycle you rented and gojo can’t help but laugh out loud, “and how exactly are you going to ride this?”

“do you know totally spies?” you ask cheekily.

he nods and you take that as the cue to press on the belt of the dress. soon, it turns into a jumpsuit and gojo chuckles heartedly before clapping dramatically but you interrupt him, “on we go, mister gojo satoru!”

you both ride on the bicycle for five minutes and gojo already starts whining, “y/nnnnn! when are we going to be there?”

“soooon!” you mockingly whine in return and you hear him gasp offended.

ten minutes later you finally come to a stop in front of a forest.

“uhhh, sweets?”

you get off the bicycle and press on the belt once again so your outfit is back to its dress form.

your husband gets off as well before looking worriedly around him, “you are not going to kill me, are you?”

“not yet,” you roll your eyes and hold his hand again, “follow me, satoru.”

“but what if you hurt my beautiful face—“ he trips on a branch before clearing his throat, “what was I saying?”

you giggle, “your beautiful face.”

“ah yes, my face is indeed beautiful; you have great taste.”

you look at him, “oh no, my taste is terrible in men,” you then move the big door-like leaves to reveal the setting.

“SWEETS, THAT’S SO RUDE!” he complains before his eyes finally land on the scenery in front of him.

the both of you finally set foot on the beach. you run towards the table and look at your husband. you smile, “happy birthday!” and you pop the confetti canon.

gojo looks around and takes note of the multiple things around.

the candles on the ground surrounding the table on the shape of a heart, the dried flowers that form a path to the table and the multi-layered cake that has a mini version of him wearing a birthday hat and a mini you beside the mini him giving him a kiss on the cheek.

the smile never leaves his face as he walks towards the cake to admire it. he lets out a small laugh before looking at you, “I am more handsome than this!”

he takes his blindfold to look you in the eyes, “y/n! this is amazing.”

you cup his cheeks and press a kiss to both of them, “we are not done yet, mister.”

“oh really?” his laugh is now watery, you notice, and he holds you close to him and buries his face in your shoulder.

you nod, pressing a kiss to his shoulder, “mhm, I still have to give you your gift, silly.”

“this isn’t the gift??”

he seems taken back a bit which makes you laugh, “nope!” you pull away, smiling at the way he pouts, chasing after you.

you kneel and get the gift from under the table and stand up with a box in hand, “please sit down, dear esteemed gojo satoru,” you dramatically bow.

he places his hand on his chest before blinking ‘bashfully’ and going, “ohohoho! thank you for your chivalry!” and finally sits down.

he taps his feet with an excited smile, while he watches you place the box on the table, “tada! open it,” you wink and he quickly does as told.

more confetti blows up in his face the moment he opens the box. he squints at you, “now my hair is ruined!” and he waits for a reaction other than your gorgeous smile, but when he gets nothing he pouts before he beams once again, “anyways!”

he reaches in and takes out a book that has two group pictures on the cover, one of him, you, shoko and suguru and the other group photo is everyone from jujutsu tech right now.

you see the fondness swirling in his eyes; he starts flipping through the page. a light chuckle leaving his lips every few pages, the book contained photos from his high school year until now. all the photos bring a a sense of nostalgia that turns gojo’s smile soft.

he soon finds the page with your wedding photo. til this day, he can’t get over how gorgeous you looked back then and how ethereal you get every passing day.

“our wedding photo…” he murmurs.

standing behind him, you wrap your arms around his neck gently to look at the photos together.

you giggle, “yeah, can you see yuji in the back?”

“and megumi, he looks dead on the inside even with the peace sign he has up!” he laughs.

he takes a hold of your left hand and presses a gentle kiss to your wedding ring and then your palm.

he puts the book on the table and gets up to properly hug you, “thanks for the gift; it’s more than amazing,” he pauses and smirks, “I would’ve loved a tesla or a gucci bag—“

you ruffle his hair lightly, shutting him up, before remembering that he has his blindfold off, “oh wait, you must be overwhelmed because of your six eyes right now,” you reach for his blindfold, but his hand stops you.

“I am fine; I want to be able to take you all in,” he winks, but even with his playfulness, you can see the love behind his words.

however, that doesn’t stop you from forcing him to wear the blindfold, “you can do that just fine with it on.”

he starts whining about how mean you are even on his birthday, but you pay it no mind as you rush to the last surprise for today.

he gasps, eyes flickering towards the columns you are running to, “sweets, is that…FIREWORKS?!”

the sun has fully set; the fireworks have the perfect canvas that they can be painted on properly.

you nod happily and light them up, soon the first one flies to the sky and pops revealing a message that you’ve both exchanged everyday, never knowing when the last one will be: I love you.

after that, the other firework pops and reveals chibi you and him putting up a peace sigh and sticking your tongues out.

he is quiet, in awe, but it’s not evident on his face. he is not smiling, but the way he looks at you right after the fireworks end and the way he tackles you in a hug makes you think that maybe he liked it.

he strokes your cheek and presses your lips together for a moment before pulling away and peppering your face in kisses, not leaving a part untouched.

you erupt into squeals and giggles, “satoru! satoru!”

“yes! yes!” he answers, between kisses.

“we still have somewhere else to go,” you announce and he smiles amused.

“just how much have you prepared today?”

you shrug with a smile, “who knows; now let’s go!”

after you get back to jujutsu high, you both walk hand in hand to the 1st years’ classroom, “well,” he speaks up, “this is an interesting place.”

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY GOJO!!”

he looks back and he sees everyone he knows, hell even yuta who’s supposed to be abroad is here, then looks back at you. you do nothing but wink and clap along the others, and satoru can’t help but feel happiness swell in his chest.

what a nice surprise.

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[unaesthetic-writer]

HEYYYY THIS IS PT. 2 TO THE JEGULUS BALLET AU FIC HOPE U ENJOY THIS TOOOO @ashshmee

Sirius and I are still waiting in the hall of the theater by the time the whole place is almost empty. It's quiet and serene, but it does nothing to quell the excitement coursing through my veins. I'm actually going to get to meet him. The picture of him on stage still lingers in my mind. It was as if until now I was living in a universe without stars, and I can't fathom how I've survived until now. Sirius is still staring at me like I'll combust at any given moment, worried and scared at the same time. "So... You wanna tell me why you want to see my little brother so badly James?" I freeze slightly, my mind racing a million times a minute—even more than it usually does— trying to figure out a coherent way to describe this to his older brother of all people. "I- I just thought he was really good. He danced beautifully." That wasn't a complete lie, but the way Regulus danced... I couldn't truly do it any justice with any words I knew. Beautiful didn't cut it; And neither did spectacular, amazing, graceful, or even surreal.

When Regulus comes out, he is just as graceful as on stage. The poise he has, the way he carries himself, commands respect and awe. But he looked completely different to how he was on stage somehow. He still has this quietness to his steps that speak so loud somehow, and it just keeps your attention on him. But differently, he now seems more sad, like a part of him was left on the stage. He hides it well, but there's less of a shine in his eyes than there was on stage that wasn't just performance. And through all of this, he still manages to look scarily similar to his brother, yet still so different. His black hair and his eyes both match his brother's, but where Sirius' features came off more roguish and angular, Regulus was less rugged and slightly softer. That wasn't to say he didn't have the same pointyness all Black's seemed to possess, whether in personality or looks, he was just more... Ethereal. As if a dream. Sirius walks up to Regulus, pulling him into a hug and whispering into his ear, making Regulus raise his eyes to stare at me. A small smirk dances on his lips and I feel like I might faint. The breath I had been taking in was gone. He quite literally breathtaking. Not knowing what to do, I try to feign some type of confidence and strut over to Regulus. "You were wonderful in the show. It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm James Potter." I try not to stumble over my words as I talk to him as if he's not some godly incarnate. His words are just as melodical as he is, "Regulus A. Black. Thank you very much for convincing my brother to come see me. He's always hated ballet—too boring he says." Regulus chuckles the slightest bit, and it takes everything in me to stay grounded. "You make me sound like a child Reggie." Sirius huffs, fake pouting at his brother. "I won't make you sound like one when you start not acting like one," Regulus replies unfazed. The two brothers go back and forth for a bit longer, but I can't contain the one thought that's been running through my head.

"Will you dance in one of our music videos?" I ask Regulus, taking one small step closer to him, basking in his radiance.

Regulus raises an eyebrow. "I'm a classically trained dancer, Potter, not your random street dancer. So while thank you for the offer, I don't dance to the type of music you create.* His rejection is just as poised and swift as he is.

I nod, knowing that this answer was a possibility. "I'll make a song you can dance to then. Something worthy of someone of your training and caliber." Sirius stares at me incredulously, in shock of what I've just asked. Regulus shakes his head once more. "I find it hard to believe that you could. You do realize that my type of music is a complete and utter inverse from what you usually make? So once again, no I cannot I'm afraid." Challenge rises in my chest at this moment. I need him to dance in our video, and the song I make would be just for him. Especially for him, made with only him and his dance in mind. Regulus turns to go back to talking go his brother when I declare,

"I'll do it. I'll prove it to you I can create a song just for you to dance to, only for you. And if I do, please be in our video."

Regulus with no hesitation puts on a devilish smirk and counters, "I'd like to see you try, Potter."

AAAAAAND THAT'S PART 2 FOLKS, PT.3 WILL COME VERY SOON(sorry I have to keep splitting them up 🙏🙏😭 plz be patient with meeee)

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[kittievampire]

Hey. Could you do an hc or fic where instead of mc coming to devildom as an exchange student but was summoneded from an other world by accident. And in the world they were taught to fight and survive in any situation and is really strong. For example they were able to fight belphi off long enough for the demon bros to come. Thanks

Ohohohohoooo shietttt

Sorry it took me so long to get back to you!

I've actually thought about this before, mainly that MC's power is comparable to that of Sebas Tian from Overlord, so I'll use him as a reference. This is a really cool idea tho

Lemme see what I have in my bag, my dear~

Click here if you wanna request!

Warnings: Cursing, Near-Death/Traumatic Experiences, MC is fuckin goated, Very suggestive (Asmo's part)

Lucifer

Would it suck if I said that bro would be slightly relieved to hear you had inhuman strength?

Just one less thing he has to worry about while you're down here

He actually saw your display of ability when you were in a fight at school

He'd gotten there a little too late, however, and witnessed you take a hard punch from a demon

Once he saw you dust yourself off before landing a side kick to the demon's torso, causing them to fly back into the wall, and cause a huge crack to form, he was probably more impressed than anything

Really, bro is more like a proud father that would ask "How did the other guy look?" After a fight involving you

Of course, he dragged the both of you away to scold you

After the other demon was gone, he began asking questions like "Have you always had this ability?", "Where did you come from again?", and "Could I possibly use you to threaten Mammon?"

Mammon

Speaking of the greedy baby boy, he actually walked in on you while you were on an enraging phone call

Baby boy just sat down on your bed, waiting for you to get off of your phone so he could have your full attention

He didn't want to bug you while you were irritated, you're scary and he doesn't want you to be angry with him!

His face pales when he sees you crush your D.D.D. with your bare hand

The device crumpled like a damn paper ball!

He yelped at the sight, sunglasses falling off of his face

You sighed and looked over at him, a smile forming on your face

"What's up, Mammoney?" You asked sweetly

"Uh-uh, nope, we ain't just gonna sit here and pretend like that shit didn't just happen, since when could you, a human, do shit like that! I thought all humans were weak!"

You just kind shrugged. "I'm a different kind of human, mind you, I was summoned here from a different dimension all together. I'm probably not like the humans you're used to interacting with."

Well, the only humans he interacts with are witches

"W-Whatever, I wanted to ask ya if ya had any money I could borrow to pay back the witches, but I might just consider taking ya with me to scare'em off."

Leviathan

The two of you were playing video games one night

You happened to be quite the gamer yourself, only you played more arguably rage-inducing games

You explained to him how you managed to punch a whole through your PC once and he totally doesn't believe you at first

"Yeah, right. A normie like you couldn't possibl-"

You showed him a photo that you'd taken a long time ago when the events transpired

His jaw drops at the damage

"N-No way!"

Is actually pretty amazed by it but lowkey still doesn't believe you until he sees you break Belphegor's wrist and sending him flying with a punch when the Avatar of Sloth attacked you

Asmodeus

Bro immediately gets horny

Especially if he finds out via you getting into a fight with someone over him

Like this lower demon will not get the hint and he puts his hand on Asmo

Homeboy is about to go fucking feral, but before he can, he sees you grab the demon by the throat and slam his body to the concrete, earning a loud crack

"Oh my, MC, I didn't realize how strong you were~"

Looks at you like how we look at the brothers

Horny bastard wants to be manhandled and carried like a bride and he'll get his way soon

Satan

Homie is sooo intrigued when he finds out

He probably saw you mid-meltdown

You thought you were home alone, that's why your door was open

So when you punched a large ass hole in the wall, homie saw it and immediately was like "IntErEstInG"

He'll definitely be the most curious about it

"What are the magical factors behind your powers?", "Do your abilities have limitations?", "Can we test to see if they rival that of a demon's?"

Will definitely try to use you for pranks on Lucifer

Beelzebub

The hungy boi saw you lift one of the weights he uses without too much struggle

He was definitely impressed

Continues eating his burger while walking up to you

"MC, you're really strong. You wanna be my workout partner?"

He believes that if you workout really hard and are really strong, you need more food

So he actually shares his food with you every now and then 🥲

Sometimes though, you'll have to explain to him that you're full and you don't need the extra protein

Belphegor

He finds out the night it happened

It's convenient, really, he was talking about how weak humans were compared to demons while holding you up by your throat, squeezing tighter

"It's pathetic, honestly. You damn humans are no more than insects that deserve to be crushed underfoot. You're better off dead."

He scoffed in amusement as he watched your hands come up to gently grip his wrist

"Humans really are weak. You think pawing at my hand is gonna-"

You break his wrist

He freezes

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Of course, he'd released you

While he was in his state of shock, you managed to catch your breath and land a hard roundhouse kick to his torso, making him fly a few feet, shoes skidding across the floor

"Tch, I spoke too soon..."

Hope you enjoyed, anon!

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[lilacliquors]

pairing: kuai liang x reader

sweet or spicy: sweet

word count: 713

prompt: [  WEDDING  ]: as they prepare to exchange wedding vows, sender gazes at the receiver and says “i love you” for the last time as an unmarried couple.

notes: here's day thirteen! it's our last fluffy prompt and let me tell you i was looking so forward to this one bc i love kuai liang so much <3

he truly never thought this day would come. kuai liang had always been so consumed by duty, his desire to work hard to protect earthrealm and represent his clan, that he never even considered that one day he would be married. but there he was, in his golden ma gua adorned with an ornate dragon pattern, standing across from you. 

you were breathtaking in your fiery red and gold cheongsam, the golden thread weaving an intricate phoenix pattern along the fabric. there were white flowers in your hair, and everything about you looked soft. kuai liang could hardly believe his eyes as he gazed at you, and he could feel his heart pounding in his chest. as he gazed into your eyes, all of the happy memories he’d made with you came flooding back, nearly overwhelming him.

he thought back to when you first met, how you had him tackled and pinned after he and his brothers ‘attacked’ madam bo’s restaurant. of course, you now knew it was nothing but an act, but in the moment, he was convinced that he was too dazed by your beauty to move a muscle. 

his thoughts wandered to your first date, a walk through the wu shi gardens as the new champions trained to try and best the others. you had no interest in the tournament, all you wanted was to get to know this handsome stranger. 

he thought back to his proposal, how it came mere hours after the attack on titan shang tsung’s forces. with every step climbed, he thought he might never see you again, and he had vowed to ask for your hand in marriage the moment he returned. he couldn’t bear to imagine a world where he didn’t have you in his arms. the very thought made him feel ill, and he knew what he had to do to change that.

now, there you were, as vibrant as ever, holding his hands as you prepared to exchange vows, and then your rings. the way the sun cast a glow on you was ethereal, and it was like he was gazing at an angel. you were going to be his, for the rest of your lives, and it was exciting. he knew he was the luckiest man alive, and he would shout his love for you from the rooftops if he had to. the whole world, and all of outworld, had to know how much he loved you. how much he cared, how far he was willing to go to keep you safe. that if any harm were to come to you, he would not rest until cities were leveled, and the culprit’s life had been the price paid. and he knew that if he said this out loud, you would laugh and shake your head, telling him he was being far too dramatic, but it was the truth. you were his everything, and you deserved the world. nothing less would be good enough.

he met your gaze again, and he knew that it was almost time. your lives were about to be forever linked together, and he couldn’t help himself.

“i love you,” he whispered. it would be his last time saying it as your fiancé, and while it might not have meant anything to anyone else, it was a big step for him. you were about to become husband and wife, life partners, one in the same. any future ‘i love yous’ would have a much deeper meaning in his eyes, but this … this one was special.

“i love you, too,” you whispered back, and you felt him squeeze your hands. you squeezed back, a mix of emotions coursing through your veins.

“are you ready for this?” he asked.

“as ready as i’ll ever be,” you replied.

“i … i can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you. to create a future worth fighting for, a world of peace that our children will inherit,” he murmured, and you smiled.

“it’s going to be amazing. and there’s no one else i’d rather do it with than you,” you whispered, and again, he squeezed your hands.

it was almost time for your first step into forever, and there was no one else he’d rather take the plunge with.

#kuai liang mk1 #kuai liang x reader #kuai liang fluff #kuai liang scorpion #kuai liang sweet and spicy special #lilacliquors

[deadbydangit]

Hello I was wondering if you could do how The Killers would react to the reader being a very good painter if you haven't done it already if you decide to make it can you add The Knight The twins and The huntress please have a good day :)

I can do that. I'm just going to say a good artist. Sorry this took a while. Haven't felt like myself lately.

With an Artistic Reader

Knight, Twins, Huntress.

Knight

An artist you say?

It's a useless skill, but he won't say that out loud.

He's glad you have something you're passionate about; he just wished it was something more practical.

Like fighting or sword smith.

Tarhos never thinks outside of his duty as a knight.

And, while it may not be very useful skill, others seem to enjoy it.

As does he.

Sometimes he'll go through your sketchbook.

Picture of random things and people.

Many of him.

And he looks handsome and powerful.

The fact that you view him that way is endearing.

Painting, sculpting, drawing, you never cease to amaze him.

He really enjoys your paintings of landscapes.

Add a little bloody detail with freshly slaughtered bodies and he'll just adore it.

He'll even brag about you to others.

"Yes, my S/O is a talented artist. Their work is truly breathtaking."

He might even set you up a little gallery.

Many survivors are forced coming out to see your work.

"Many spectators for your gallery. I should expect nothing less than someone with your passion and talent."

Twins

Art?

They've seen lots of that.

Briefly.

When they're on the run in places like churches.

Because paintings and sculptures are associated with such a negative experience, they don't look upon it fondly.

What they were exposed to was rather vial.

All the paintings in the churches always showed someone suffering.

And they had seen enough suffering.

But yours is oddly relaxing.

Even happy!

They didn't think art could also make you feel better.

Charlotte likes when you paint landscapes.

It helps her see the lands she never got to see.

Victor likes sculptures of little animals.

Animals he would've never been able to meet.

They might even try to paint with you some time.

It's messy and Victor will be covered in paint.

Mainly because he was using his hands to paint.

Charlotte might get some in her hair.

When she's thinking, she has a habit of chewing on the back of the paintbrush.

But, they had fun.

And that's something they never got to do while they weren't in the realm.

It's something that gives them joy.

And, doing it with you?

It's more joy than they could ever hope for.

Huntress

Ohh! Draw a bunny now.

Okay okay! A turtle!

Now a bird!0

Upon learning that you were an artist she'll immediately request a billion drawings.

And I mean a billion.

You'll have to stop her and take a break.

You know she can't help it.

She loves everything you make.

Although fragile sculptures don't last very long around her, so you might want to hide those.

She doesn't mean to, she just doesn't realize her own strength.

While Anna had tried drawing and painting, she prefers sculpting.

To her, it's more wood work.

Making masks and new handles for her hatchets.

She never considered that art until you mentioned how amazing her work looked.

She'll feel super proud and make many more masks and handles.

So many that you'll run out of places to put them.

She's just so excited to share a hobby with you.

Something you two can do together; even if that means you don't actually talk to each other during the process.

Just being around you is perfect for her.

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[till-you-scream-and-cry]

Dust, cats and thuds

Pairing: Ethan x Reader (gn)

summary: Ethan finally got the courage to ask you to join him on an adventure. Turns out you needed ot more than you thought.

word count: 1.8k

contents: fluff, urban exploring, suggestions of paranormal, soft Ethan, some flirting

author’s note: I wanted to write some fluff with quirky and soft Ethan. I hope you'll like it

Måsterlist | tåglist

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The day was awfully hot, and travelling in this weather was twice as tiring as usual. The tour was just about to end, the band had only a few Italian shows left. To you, it was all getting a little monotonous. But as a part of their team, you had to be there. As much as you loved their music and energy, the constant moving, packing, unpacking, and trying to stay on track with all the legal requirements, hotel booking, flights and helping the rest of the team to keep those four idiots alive, was draining. But after a while, you managed to become friends with them. The long evenings, dinners, parties, and celebrations of their success with every gig brought you closer together. 

You pushed your bag into the room, shut the door, and threw yourself on the bed with a loud sigh. The sun was still up, but you couldn't care less. It took you only a few minutes to fall asleep, right then and there, with your phone in your hand and sunglasses on your head. You woke up to a notification on the band group chat, they started worrying about you being stuck in the room and not joining them for dinner. You replied that you were fine and slowly dragged yourself to the bathroom to take a cold shower.  

Once you washed off the long day and wrapped yourself in a fluffy towel, you heard the knocking on the door.

“Hey, it’s me. Can I come in?” it was Ethan, you’d recognize his soft voice everywhere.

You opened the door and smiled seeing how his face changed once he saw what you were wearing. You always liked him, more than he thought you did. He had this soft energy you always craved in a partner. But he seemed very shy and reserved whenever he noticed you were watching him. 

“Come in.” You said and smiled, moving aside to let him in.

"I brought you some food, I didn't want you to starve." He put the plastic container on the table.

“Thank you so much, i was getting hungry. Give me a moment, ok?” you winked at him, disappearing into the bathroom. You came back a couple of minutes later, in shorts and your favourite old top. 

“Right, what’s up?” You grabbed the food he brought you, sat on the bed and smiled at him.

“Well…there’s something i wanted to do while we’re here but nobody want’s to go with me. And I thought that maybe you would like to join me.”

You raised your eyebrow and cocked your head to the side.

“Sounds mysterious, what exactly is your plan?” 

“Remember how we talked about visiting abandoned places?” 

You nodded, remembering the conversation that took place about two weeks prior. Damiano and Vic laughed at him for being into this idea, and Ethan looked a little hurt afterwards. 

“I do.” You put your plate on the bedside table and patted the bed beside you. He smiled and sat down next to you.

“So… I made some research before the tour. There is a building, a big abandoned mansion, maybe a ten-minute drive from here. And it’s gorgeous, just wait.” He grabbed his phone and started showing you photos. The building was indeed impressive.

“And you want me to go with you?” 

“I mean…you don’t have to… I just thought I’ll ask…” He cleared his throat and put his phone away. 

“Of course, I’ll go.” You said and grinned at him “Are you kidding me? I’m so bored that this might be the only fun thing I’ll do this week besides partying.”

A soft smile brightened up Ethan’s face. His eyes became softer, he slowly licked his lips. 

“That’s amazing! Thank you, really. I just need to grab my camera and we can go. I’ll call a taxi.” He said quickly, chaotically checking his pockets.

“Here you are.” You handed him a phone which was laying on the bed next to you.

“Thanks.” he smiled shook his head. “See you in the lobby in ten minutes?” 

“See you.” 

You got dressed all in black, put your hair up and grabbed your phone and pepper spray, just in case. A few moments later you were both sitting in the back of a taxi, as Ethan tried to explain to the driver where you want to get to. The driver made some dissatisfied noises but agreed to leave you in front of the huge garden leading to the mansion. 

“Here we are,” Ethan said and closed the car door with a loud bang. 

The grass, wild flowers and bushes were really tall. Trees were throwing shade on the mansion, making it look even more mysterious in the setting sun. 

“Scared?” He asked with a smug smile.

“Not yet.” You chuckled “Ready?”

Ethan nodded and started slowly walking through a narrow path, holding for you the branches which were guarding the entrance to the building. 

“The main doors are nailed shut, but one guy told me how to get in.” 

You walked around the house, careful not to make too much noise and avoid spider webs at all costs. 

“Here, he was right.” Ethan stopped and pointed on a small window, about a meter above the ground level. The glass wasn’t broken, he walked closer and in one move he leveraged the window and opend it wide. 

“That’s impressive…” You mumbled, to which he smiled.

“Alright, I’ll get in first, see if it’s safe and help you.” he said as a gentleman he always has been.

You nodded at his words, and watched how with an agility of a cat, he squeezed in, without even brushing against the dusty frame. He was gone for a moment, which felt like at least an hour. As you started getting anxious, he peaked outside and smiled. 

“Alright, it seems empty, at least the hall. Come on.” 

You walked closer and stepped on a big stone to be able to reach the windowsill. Ethan grabbed your both arms and pulled you in, smoothly putting you on the ground. You looked at him a bit surprised with how easy it was for him. 

“Damn you’re strong.” 

“It’s almost like i’m drumming every day for a few hours, right?” He asked with a smug smile. 

Ethan turned on the flashlight, the sunlight was almost completely gone. The beautiful interior looked more gloomy and unsettling in the dark. You followed him closely, turning your head at the unexpected noises. He turned around.

“I saw a few cats in the area, I imagine this is their home now. Don’t worry.”

“Right, cats.” You smiled. 

His words relaxed you a little bit, with more confidence you started following him around the house, exploring each room with more excitement. Ethan was taking photos of the damaged walls, dusty carpets and interesting items left behind by the last tenants. 

“Wanna go upstairs?” You asked and bit your lip. Ethan nodded eagerly and grabbed your hand.

“This time you lead.” 

You grabbed the flashlight he handed you and climbed on the first step. It made a loud creaking noise. Suddenly you felt a large hand on your back. 

“It’s alright. They’re just old, but not falling apart.” Ethan whispered into your ear. His warm breath and soft voice gave you the goosebumps. Encouraged by his touch, you managed to get to the first floor. 

The first room you got into was a library, or some sort of office. You waked around, shining your flashlight on the books left on the desk. Another big lightning ripped the dark sky. The storm was getting closer. Ethan noticed how you winced at the sound of a thunder.

“It’s still far away, we can go back in a bit.” He said and snapped another photo of an antique lamp.

You picked up one of the books, read the title and put it back again. It was in Greek, sadly you wouldn’t be able to get any of it. You left the room and got into the next one, which turned out to be a master bedroom. You stood there, staring at the gigantic bed, covered with a thick layer of dust. You shed some light on the corners of it.

“Ropes? I bet they were kinky.” You cackled.

“I think that’s for the curtains…

“Shush…let me enjoy that fantasy.” You cooed to him.

“That’s your fantasy?” He asked and stepped a bit closer, towering over you.

“One of many.” You said with a grin. Ethan gave you a smug smile. You could feel the tension between you too, getting more and more intense. You were convinced he will make a move. Or if you made one, he’d be thrilled. 

Bang.

A loud thud came from somewhere in the house. You both froze. 

“What the hell was that?” You whispered. Ethan pressed his finger to his lips and moved to the front, shielding you from whatever was luring in the corridor.

“Come, just slowly.” He whispered and walked out to the corridor. You followed his steps, till you got to the library. He was at the doorway, you waited behind him, judging the situation in the room by his expression. 

Thud. Louder this time. 

Ethan’s eyes widened, he grabbed your wrist and pulled you to the staircase. You ran fast, feeling the urgency of the situation. It started raining, the whole house was echoing with the sound of it. You finally got to the window, he basically jumped out, pulling you right after himself. 

“What the fuck was that?!” You yelled, the grumbles of the sky were muffling your words, the heavy rain was dripping dows your bodies.

“I looked inside and saw a book falling down from the desk. A book. By itself!” He said loudly with a smile.

“Why are you so excited?!” You yelled, feeling that the goosebumps were back, this time from fear.

“Don’t you finally feel alive?!” He said and stared at you for a moment. 

You could only look at him, with your mouth hanging open. He was so right. You forgot how it feels like to lose control, to be scared and excited of the unknown, to feel like a child, busted on playing somewhere they shouldn’t. You nodded quickly and also started laughing, in the most dumb and carefree way.

“I do!”

Next thing you knew, Ethan grabbed your hips and pushed you against the wall of the building. He cupped your face and pressed his soft lips to yours. He started slowly, but your kiss kept getting more passionate every minute. The water was dripping down your faces, getting between your lips. The air smelled of earth, dust and flowers, but all you could smell was his cologne. He broke off the kiss and looked at you with a big grin.

A few minutes later you were sitting in a taxi, a grumpy driver was muttering under his breath how wet the seats will be. The water was dripping from your hair and clothes. But your hands were laced together. You leaned your head on his shoulder, and felt a soft kiss on your temple. Ethan whispered:

“I should've asked you earlier.”

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[sxftkxssxs]

if your comfortable with it, could you please write something about the m6 (or just Asra and Julian) with an anorexic mc? as someone kind of struggling rn I could use the comfort, but if your not comfortable with it I totally understand 🌻

Oh I definitely can!! I hope this helps, even though its forever late :((

Anorexic mc (main 6)

Asra

He's going to be the most worried about you

He'll do anything he can to support you, and I mean anything

Asra would make sure the things you both eat are things you are okay trying, and he definitely tries to make eating more enjoyable for you

He always checks in on you to make sure you aren’t pushing yourself too hard.

He’s always so proud of you, making sure you can hear him say it when you’re in the privacy of your room. It’s often mixed in with soft whispers of praise.

might invite you to cook with him, if you accept, the kitchen ends up a little more of a mess than before (why is there flour on the ceiling..?)

Faust likes to wrap and squeeze you when you have a hard day. (She’s very cold and now you are too!) 

Julian

At first he’s probably a little stumped, but he’s a doctor. he knows about these things

He makes sure he doesn’t get too carried away with the doctor talk, you’re safe from doctor lectures

Malak will often perch on your shoulders, only squawking at Julian a mild amount

Julian doesn't push you too hard, and often leaves you little reminders that you're doing amazing (though you can't really read that chicken scratch doctor handwriting..) 

He tries his best to be there for you when it gets harder, offering to sit with you while you both eat together, dramatic support when you do well!!

Overall he's such a sweetheart, and he makes sure you're not being too hard on yourself

Nadia

Nadia worries almost as bad as Asra does, but she doesn’t always let it show

She’ll take this into consideration for every meal that's planned

She makes sure any meal you both have won’t be too much for you!

Nadia shows how proud she is of you with soft touches outside of the privacy your rooms provide. When inside the privacy of her own spaces she’ll often invite you to bathe with her. (if you turn that down I’ll go in for you).

if you have a really bad day she’ll have them make something a little less, extravagant

Muriel

He won’t have much to say, but you can tell he remembers from other things he does for you

He’ll quietly ask you if you’ve eaten or if you’re alright if he notices anything off

The food he makes always suits your tastes and always looks like someone put a lot of care into it

Muriel makes sure to eat with you, taking a seat beside you

Inanna will still gladly accept any leftovers, although she’s much less eager to snatch it right off your plate

He tries to show he’s proud of you, he gets a little smile on his face every time you two eat together. Inanna often snuggles up to you after you all eat and won’t get up for anything

Muriel won’t be disappointed if theres some things you just can’t bring yourself to eat, either he or Inanna will eat it 

Portia 

Portia definitely has concerns

She’s more of a baker but she can make (some) foods for you if you’d prefer!

She’d likely ask Julian some questions, or just let him spew as much as he knew on the topic 

She’ll encourage you to hang out with her in the kitchens eventually, and everyone working there would be incredibly supportive

Pepi sometimes steals from the kitchens for you, bringing you little parts of things you like (and a leaf once!) 

Portia shows she’s proud of you loud and clear, big hugs and kisses are absolutely part of the routine

Lucio

He’s got a lot of spirit I can tell you that

Most likely won’t be paying much attention to your plate or anything other than the conversation you’re having

he’ll take some time to process why you might not wanna eat- he genuinely thinks you’re amazing no matter what

Lucio is all about fun and making things not seem as bad, so that’s what he does-

He’ll tell you about things he’s done in the past, things he’s planning on the two of you doing, all of it

I think he’s always got to have a hand on you in some way, so depending on what you two are eating he might draw circles on your unused hand, or link pinkies with you.

Mercedes and Melchior often nudge you, slipping their heads under your arm occasionally. No one can ever tell if they’re trying to encourage you or beg for scraps…

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Injured Love

Word count: 1226

Requested by @rivalriotrenegade

Continuation of: Prompt #20

Tag list: @shesadollette @kaiwewi    

“Villain! what the hell happened?” Civilians’ reaction was exactly what Supervillain had warned them it would be, eyes glancing between bandages, bruises, the cain and their face. But still, they stumble over their words, “Oh- I… well I just kinda...” The criminal overlord places one hand on each of his lovers’ shoulders, drawing their attention to him. “They got in a fight.” His expression is stoic but a harshness hides in his eyes. But was this really the time to tell Civilian the truth about their jobs?!

They waned to protest but if Supervillain thinks it’s right then… Civilian looked like a deer in headlights and Supervillain took the silence before a realisation to continue. “Some lowly criminal tried to rob us! But Villain saved us and our money.” His tone was a little less stoic than usual… he’s putting his strongest theatre performance in this, which isn’t much but enough to make Civilian believe it.

“You-!” Civilian sounds both impressed and stressed, “What the hell were you thinking?”

“I just wanted to protect Supervillain!“, Villain quickly stammers out, just going along with the lie, “And the bastard ran away!” but the worried stare of Civilian persists. They won’t hear the end of it for a while… from both of his partners.

“But what if you had lost? What if they had a weapon or power?” both of the criminals possess both things and have yet to tell Civilian… there are so many things they have to keep a secret. “Villain you’re not a hero don’t act like one!”

Both froze hearing those words, Villain from a hurt rage and Supervillain from a long-forgotten grief which still lingers in his heart. Both know that their partner means it from a place of care, they just don’t know. The two decided long ago it was for the better for them not to.

Supervillain took Civilians hand, trying to keep his composure “Let’s not scold them too much, sweetness. I already talked to them.” There’s a noticeable edge to his voice, one that even their oblivious love noticed, “We should get to the restaurant soon, or we’ll miss our reservation.”

The car ride was silent.

As always, Civilian is the one to go talk to the hostess about their reservation while the two criminals wait by the door. They think the two are shy but in reality, it’s just to spot anyone who might recognise them from work.

When Civilian returns to them, they’re ready to go sit down but they shake their head. “The restaurant is running late on some tables so we have to wait a little longer. I gave her my number so she’ll call us as soon as our table is ready and we can go somewhere in the meantime.”

“Are you fine with walking, darling?” Supervillain asks Villain gently; he’s trying to not glance at their leg but it’s obvious. “Yeah, but let’s just walk a little slower.” Supervillain smiled, “Then let’s go to the park, it’s not that far away and there are benches us to rest.”

“The one with this nature fountain?” Civilian asks, recognition in their voice. “Yes, sweetness! The one with the fish and frogs and- “, Supervillain stops himself before his voice becomes too loud from excitement, “Y-yes.” A small blush graces his cheeks.

Civilian giggles and nods, “Alright let’s go.” They offer their arm to Villain, who quickly hooks their own onto them. The three walk out together into the slightly chilly spring wind. The park really wasn’t far away, only a few minutes that fly by when talking with your loved ones.

“Just look at this place, isn’t it amazing?” Supervillains voice practically sparkled, just like his eyes. Despite all the complications today Villain was able to dropped their tense shoulders just by looking at their adorable man.

“Yeah, amazing.” they said still watching him glow. If there is one thing that always made him smile its beautiful architecture that welcomes mother nature. The architecture he made before he became a criminal. He missed that kind of life, no matter how much he tries to hide it, Villain can tell. The life he had before he knew Villain and Civilian.

The two unhook their arms and Civilian saunters over to Supervillain, who is already explaining the tiniest details of fountain. This was his passion, no matter what. The felon would love walking around with them while learning but their legs are getting tired. Maybe it be better if they had a few more moments to themselves.

They lean onto the cain a little more. Supervillain gave it to them before they went to meet Civilian. It was complete over kill, in their opinion, it’s not like they broke anything. It was just some deep cuts from the claws of that good for nothing sidekick Superhero always has by her side… but they would be in a world of pain without it. They’ve been keeping their wight on it for most of the day. It was almost as if their body unconsciously accepted the thing as a third leg of sorts. Why did Supervillain even have a cain like this on hand? Was this once a part of one of his many, many identities?

Civilians’ words still brew in Villains mind but maybe it’s for the best to put it aside for now. They know they didn’t mean it like that but it still hurt. They’re whole life they had witnessed the corruption inside of hero organisations. Sure, not all of them are bad, honestly only a few of them but they have too much influence. ‘You’re not a hero’ they’ve heard these words before from their former mentor. Back then Villain was a sidekick…

Sometimes they wonder what would have been if they had stayed. They’d have never meet Civilian, maybe Supervillain but as an enemy. The same person who sliced their leg up like it was nothing would still be their best friend. Maybe they would still be Heros sidekick, maybe they would have become some hero themselves… the thought makes them feel disgusted but equally empty.

Before they could think any further on the subject a familiar ringtone pulls them out of their mind. They look over to its source and just as they thought it was Civilians phone and their two lovers start to walk back to Villain while the non-combative talks with whoever called them. Probably the reservation.  

Once they stood before him and Supervillain carefully took their hand into his own and kissed it, being mindful of the bandages that wrapped around Villains hand and fingers, up their arm and shoulder. “Shall we, my love?” he whispers against their knuckles.

“Yes, let’s” Villain couldn’t help but smile at the gentle gesture. The crime lords hand falls back to his side but he never let’s their go. Wordlessly he reaches a hand to Civilian and they accept the offer.

“I love both of you…” Supervillain says while they walk, “more than anything in the world. Never forget that” he squeezed both of their hands just a little too firm. Villains’ hearth tightened a little and he squeezed back, they made the right decision. Even if they had the chance to go back, they’d still want to live the exact same life. The love they had found was worth all they had endured.

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