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edit: i’m a dumbass and have been calling this the fluff alphabet. it,, is not the fluff alphabet. at least, i don’t think so? anyways lol here’s my take on the sfw alphabet for: the man the myth the legend i hate myself im so sorry i’m writing this at 3 am ruki! mukami!

so without further ado, here’s ruki mukami’s sfw alphabet. you’re welcome. or sorry, lol.

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

so, ruki.. ruki isn’t the most affectionate at first glance but it’s there.

his affection shines through subtle, smaller actions, and he has a lot of ways when it comes to showing affection.

for example, his brothers. perhaps not physically, but it can be very clear that ruki has an affection towards his brothers. with his brothers, he shows his affection and appreciation for them by simply caring for them, doing things for them and spending time with them.

for ruki’s s/o, you know you’ve made it into ruki’s heart once he starts treating you the same way he treats his brothers.

of course, being his s/o, or livestock, there are some differences but i’ll get into that now.

he isn’t big on physical touch, especially early on in relationships. once that trust has been developed, and once he’s gotten over himself, he’s a lot more likely to initiate physical intimacy, and will be somewhat okay receiving it.

for ruki, i think actions speak louder than words, and he likes to think he practices what he preaches. i guess it just depends what his s/o considers to be affection?

he’s very willing to shower you in (his own version) of affection if you are worthy of it.

if you are, then yes, you’ll frequently see a ruki who shows his affection through things like quality time and acts of service. those two things are more frequent than physical touch, for ruki at least.

that’s not to say he won’t ever feel physically affectionate. it’s rare, but not impossible.

other small physical ways ruki shows his affection towards someone is just by touching them, whether that’s just him resting his hand on you, pulling you into a surprise embrace, giving you a chaste kiss right on the forehead, or something.

physical affection is always something he loves to tease his s/o with. he loves to get his s/o flushed and if simple touches can do that, he’ll definitely catch you by surprise from time to time.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend?)

ruki isn’t one to just.. let people into his life like that, so, like being his s/o, if you manage to befriend him, like actually become his best friend or one of his closest friends, props to you, honestly.

it would take a lot of time, and i mean a lot. but worth it? definitely. i think he could be a really good friend.

he’s the type of friend who will always tell you the truth, even if it’s blunt and hurtful, and is also someone you can always rely on

if there’s one thing ruki is, it’s loyal, so if you’re a close friend of his, it’ll be a close bond.

he’s also the best at giving advice. this man has advice for anything and everything, so as a friend of his, he’d always have some sort of advice for you.

he might seem like a distant friend, but he does keep in contact with his friend/s often, but probably not daily. he’s a busy man with things to do. but, that makes the time spent with one another more valuable, right?

also, in order to be close to ruki, you have to go through his bros first, lol.

it’s not that hard, honestly. they trust ruki’s opinions and if ruki is friends with someone, they trust his judgement.

that being said, if you’re ruki’s best friend, you’re probably frequently invited over to his place. it’s like an open invitation sort of thing? i would say you’d always be welcome but that’s a little big of an exaggeration.

omg, you both can start a book club. or at least a two-person book club lol.

a requirement if you’re to be a friend of ruki’s : you have to appreciate his hobbies.

you don’t care for reading? ruki will make you like it.

you don’t know how to cook? no? you do now. same with whether or not you like cooking, lol.

he’s not pushy, per se, it’s just.. as i mentioned above, ,, quality time.

all in all, i’d have to rate best friend ruki 10/10. it’s incredibly hard to achieve because ruki doesn’t just let people in, but once you’re close enough, as a best friend, he really might treat you as good as he does his brothers.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

LOL no. ruki cuddles are extremely rare.

there are a few things that might lead to a cuddle. first, i would probably say something bad happened and either his s/o or, though very unlikely, ruki needs comforting.

also, another thing that might sound hard to believe is that cuddles are more likely to be initiated by his s/o rather than himself. honestly you just have to test the waters to see if you’re allowed to or not.

similarly to the affection bit, you need to be worthy of it. sure, if you beg him enough he might. it’s just simply not for him.

physical affection is great, as is physical intimacy, it’s just.. he’s not a cuddler.

in the rare moments in which cuddles do happen, you better savor it. seriously.

he’s letting his guard down, despite 99% likely being the big spoon, and you get to witness him be vulnerable and free of worry for a bit. don’t get too comfortable with it though.

also, i feel like if anything, he’s more likely to cuddle while he’s asleep. he’s a light sleeper, so he’d realize like ‘oh oops’ but maybe,,,, just maybe if he likes you enough, he’ll pretend to be asleep still. especially if you’re still sleeping.

if you awaken because of him subconsciously cuddling up to you, he’ll notice if you don’t make it known.

vampire senses, you know?? he just knows.

if that’s the case, .. you’re in for a night. i know this is the fluff alphabet, so i’m keeping it fluffy, but,, he’s gotta distract you somehow.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they around the house?)

so, ruki is pretty domestic with his bros. we know this. he’s very content with this, and i don’t think he’d have things any other way.

if you’re his s/o, you’re living with him, and that’s final. he doesn’t beat around the bush- you’re his livestock now, there’s no need for you to stay anywhere else.

in terms of settling down, however, i guess that depends?

it really isn’t something he’s ever fantasized about, or even shown interest in. ever. i think, even after he’s in a relationship with his s/o, he doesn’t like to entertain the idea of moving out and like.. idk, having kids, getting married ect.

i almost want to say ruki fears change, in fact, i think none of the mukami’s would be fond of changes, naturally. if a major change such as someone were to move out, it’d have to be introduced slowly, you know?

also, his brother’s would need to be at an arm’s length, if he were to settle down and move away.

by settling down, if you are referring to children, he wouldn’t rush it. if he is to have a child, fine. if not, fine. he’s neutral.

if his s/o wants to have children, they’ll have to take a lot of things into consideration.

in all honesty, as much as ruki loves his brothers, i think if ruki had a child, it’d be time to move on to another home. probably.?

so settling down can happen, but he’s not in a rush for it or anything. he’s content with his current life, and he’ll take whatever comes to him.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

oh boy.

this, on the other hand, has unfortunately been thought of more than once for ruki. is it anything against his s/o? no. it’s literally all him and his own personal issues.

as we know, he’s got major trust issues. it’s almost always never his s/o’s fault- they’ve done nothing wrong, it’s just that ruki knows he’s catching/caught feelings and doesn’t want to accept it.

so, um, yeah.

despite all of that! it’s not very likely, at all. even though he entertains the idea, it’s just.. not going to happen.

ruki, like the rest of the diaboys, has some yandere tendencies. with his entire view on your relationship being master/livestock, he’s not going to let you go easily. once ruki’s in any sort of relationship with you, he’s keeping you. for good. the only way out is by his own hands, at that point.

anyways, putting that aside, it’d be very unlikely for ruki to actually break up with somebody, really. if he’s let you into his life, he’s going to have control over you, now.

if, for whatever reason, he absolutely had to separate from his s/o, it definitely wouldn’t be the last time they see him. does he have better things to do? yes. but, this won’t stop him from inserting himself in their life.

in fact, again, if a breakup were to happen, he’d make sure you’d never forget about him, one way or another.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

this goes hand in hand with the domestic one, as he is content with his life, he would say.

though, that’s not to say marriage isn’t in the cards for him because it definitely is! is it something he daydreams about? not at all, but once ruki has truly accepted the fact that he is in love with his s/o, he’d be okay with the idea of marriage.

at that point in his life, marriage is a good thing. a ceremonial practice that is proof of the love he and his partner share. if you were to ask him before developing such a relationship with his s/o? he’d be indifferent to marriage, maybe even seeing it as a stupid contract, if anything.

again, once he’s accepted his feelings, i think he’d be eager to plan out a proposal.

except, before that, he’d have to make sure his s/o would actually be.. like.. okay with a proposal. the idea of his s/o refusing sounds impossible to him, and he’d rather keep it that way- then again, if he thinks his s/o wouldn’t want to commit in that way, they probably wouldn’t be his s/o-he’d get rid of them if that were the case because any sign of commitment issues are a no-no.

after ruki is engaged to his s/o, he’s not in a rush but he’s also not delaying anything, either. he wants the day to be perfectly planned and suitable for both himself and his partner, so he’s willing to take as much time as needed.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

ok yeah lol i’m starting to realize this is not the alphabet for ruki. dsjfhsd

he can be gentle. it’s rare, and especially depends on the relationship and how much he trusts his s/o.

ruki isn’t one to fabricate things. he will be gentle if he sees it necessary, and again, if you are worthy of it.

i think ruki is more likely to be gentle in a physical manner as opposed to emotionally. perhaps ruki has noticed he’s been too rough with his livestock, and i repeat, if you’re deserving of it, he’ll make it up to you.

i can see this happening after especially rough nights, or like i said earlier as well, perhaps if something .. eventful has happened? and not in a good way. i mean like.. emotionally eventful. like, karl dying or something. idk

in a situation like that, where something negative has impacted him (or his s/o), he’d be more likely to let down his walls and share a moment with his s/o.

he enjoys holding his s/o’s hand, and just like.. cupping their cheeks with his hand. small physical representations of gentleness, i guess. like ruki himself, it’s a bit subtle.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? What are their hugs like?)

not really a hugger but if you beg hard enough.. he’ll consider it.

on a more serious note, he’s not a big hugger. physical touch isn’t his preferred way of showing affection. however, he doesn’t think hugs are awful.

because ruki hugs are so rare, it’s very enjoyable. despite the fact that he is a vampire, who’s body runs cold, the embrace would be warm and dare i say full of affection. intentionally? idk, maybe not, but the fact that ruki is hugging you should kind of reveal to you that this is a privilege, one that ruki wants you to appreciate, even if he won’t admit it.

again, because hugs from this vampire don’t happen often, he sometimes likes to surprise his s/o with a hug, just to see their reaction. this will happen probably later on into their relationship because as with all the diaboys, these relationships take time. a lot of it. to be with any of the diaboys, patience is a must.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

hmm... well, i imagine he’d try to avoid saying it for as long as he can. his view on love is not like some ordinary humans’. i don’t want to say he wouldn’t believe in love, but..

um.

anyways, he believes that the chances of people having actual truthful, loving relationships, aren’t very high. this applies to himself as well, considering one, he doesn’t trust easily, two, he has no reason for love, and three, he doesn’t want to fall in love. hence why, especially in the early stages of his relationship/s, he is adamant about the relationship he is in with you- he is your master, you are his livestock.

when he is ensuring this nature of the relationship, it’s a reminder to himself that he can’t fall in love.

so, if ruki were to fall in love with some one, it’d take him a long time to admit it.

i honestly think he’d prefer for his s/o to say it first, as well. i’m not entirely sure if he’d believe his s/o when they say that, because words mean little to ruki. which could be another reason why he’s so.. hesitant to drop the l-bomb, aside from the fact that he dreads to hear the words leave his mouth. ever.

he is as untrusting as he is stubborn. it’s partially a pride thing, too, i suppose.

when ruki does say it, though, it’s kind of ironic because he will play it off coolly, as he usually does, and act as if it wasn’t a big deal. which i mean, to him, it wasn’t saying the words, or even the meaning behind it, but rather just .. coming to accept it.

in the very rare event when he says it unintentionally, you’re in for a punishment. he has to distract you, after all. might even try to convince you that you were dreaming, lol

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

ruki is an extremely jealous man, he just knows how to hide it.

also, i guess this depends too whether or not you consider jealousy to be the same thing as possessiveness, because ruki is technically more possessive than jealous.

in all honesty, i think ruki knows better not to be jealous and knows for a fact, that his s/o knows more than anyone else to not even think of getting too close with anyone else.

that being said, we know how ruki reacts to his livestock, his prey being drank from. again, whether you consider this jealousy or him staking his claim on his s/o, that’s up to you.

when ruki feels this way, of course, he must show everyone their places. if someone is getting to friendly with his livestock, he’ll make it known that they’re out of line.

there’s multiple ways he could go about doing that: verbally threatening them, or giving them a warning,

or! showing some good ol pda.

the latter will be especially more likely to happen if he’s really feeling uncomfortable with whoever it is that is interacting with his s/o.

it’s one thing for him to witness you talking with someone- he’ll watch, to make sure you stay in place, but if the person starts getting within a foot of your distance, he’ll swoop in and steal you away, putting on a show.

it’s definitely different compared to what you’d be used to. ruki can be a passionate lover, but pda isn’t something he takes part in often.

i also think it depends on who is coming onto you. if it’s some mere human, whatever. not a big deal, he’ll just come in, pull you close to him and wrap his arm around your waist.

if it’s someone like a fellow vampire, he gets a bit more.. passionate. i wouldn’t doubt him to be bold enough to pull you into a deep kiss, showing who you belong to.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

ah, speaking of kisses!

,,,ruki kisses.. 😩 BAHAHA thinking about it makes me melt

he has a lot of different meanings behind his kisses, if that makes sense.

there’s the one where it’s just a delicate little kiss, possibly to tease you, or possibly just for show

i can imagine ruki teasing his s/o by giving them the smallest, lamest kisses just to hear them beg, or maybe even pout, lol. he’d get such a kick out of it.

there’s also the kisses where he’s just caught up in a moment of passion, or is perhaps just overcome by his urges. those types will escalate, for sure.

then, there’s the kiss that is just.. straight up full of love. really puts his heart into it, somehow.

a lot of it depends on the context, but again.. ruki kisses,,,,, 🥴

another thing he sometimes likes to do is like.. kiss you before he basically impales you. or after biting you. or both.

not necessarily about kisses but he loves catching his s/o off guard. hence why he enjoys kissing you softly, leaving you to anticipate his bite.

he’ll kiss his s/o anywhere, he’s not picky, but, as i mentioned, sometimes chaste forehead kisses are fun, just to get a rise out of you

i think, other than the lips, one of his favorite spots to kiss his s/o would be on their neck. or, more specifically, the nape of the neck. he feels as if it leaves his s/o in such a vulnerable position and i mean.. it’d hurt pretty bad to get bitten there so, woo~ anticipation~

in terms of where ruki would like to be kissed.. let me tell you a secret. i think he’d really enjoy being kissed, a lot more than he’d let on. he doesn’t appreciate his own fondness for it, but..~

i think ruki’s favorite type of kisses from his s/o is the needy, heated type of kiss. one of his favorite things about his s/o is the fact that he knows he’s got the upper hand over them, if that makes sense? so if physical pleasure is one way to keep his livestock under his finger, then so be it. it’s not like he doesn’t enjoy it, either.

kiss him desperately, he’ll melt a bit. he’s a master at playing things off, so you wont notice it, but internally.. it riles him up quite a bit.

other than that, any other kisses are fine. and because it’s ruki, i almost want to bring up the idea of kissing his scars, but you’d need trust level 1 million for that, honestly.

oh, and JFDHFDS sorry i can’t keep things super fluffy apparently but if you ever get the chance, kiss ruki’s neck. that’s all i’m saying. or his collarbone, or something. just do it. you won’t regret it.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

i like to think that all of the mukami’s have a soft spot for children, ruki included.

is he more gentle towards children, yes, but he thinks it’s important for children to know the realities of life. he won’t act any different towards children, but he is a bit more approachable towards them.

like, he does like kids, and i think he would like to have his own, or care for a child at some point in time. ruki truly believes he could raise someone who could grow up to be a very successful person, and he’d take honor in knowing that. and it’d just be one more thing to boost his ego,,

for children in general, ruki treats them all the same. he’s definitely got a big brother type of attitude, but he’s got enough strictness that like.. a mother would. or a father, idk parents vary ok lol

yeah there’s not much to say other than he’s not mean to children, and is in fact rather friendly, it just, i guess depends on the child?

the childlike innocence is admirable, but the dark part of him (or realist, honestly) would rather have them know like.. life isn’t all that great. but, if it’s not his kid, why should he try to parent them??

anyways yeah kids are cool. like, if there’s a kid who needs help or anything and is completely just. lost at a mall or something, i can see him like.. helping the kid get back to their parents. he’d do that.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

despite being a vampire, ruki is an early bird. unless you wake up very early as well, ruki typically is out of bed before his s/o and is already up and running, making breakfast, most likely.

honestly, i can’t really picture him sleeping in at all, for some reason. i mean, it’d probably happen, rarely, because ??how can you avoid that yknow

maybe after a night full of nightmares and being up and out of bed every hour, sure, he might sleep in.

there might be some spontaneous moves from him, too. i can picture ruki sometimes, if he’s in a particularly good mood, will wake his s/o up gently, maybe waking them up with a little nibble to their ear or something lol

it also might not be surprising for him to wake his s/o up to eat so their food doesn’t get cold, but i think that depends on who he’s in a relationship with.

or!!! maybe if he’s feeling a bit mischievous or something,, especially if he knows his s/o’s not a morning person,, he might wake his s/o up just for fun, lol

or maybe he wakes his s/o up for a drink,, or maybe it’s to get up and be his sweet little sous chef for the morning

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

keeping this apart of the fluff alphabet,, nights with ruki either go one way or another- quiet and just. straight to bed, or the literal opposite.

often times, he likes to drink from his prey before going to sleep because there’s nothing better than going to bed on a full stomach, right? ruki thinks so, at least.

i would say ruki goes to sleep at a relatively normal time, giving himself enough free time after dinner and then idk, time for bed i guess.

as his livestock, his prey, as well as his s/o, he would prefer to sleep with you. the only times he wont is if he’s having a rough night, perhaps with thoughts from his past that keep reoccurring to him, or something like that. maybe he’d be having one of his moments where he just wants to push people away, something like that.

but yeah, typically nights are very quiet with him. if he’s intent on sleeping, let him sleep. he’s not going to try anything unless he’s having troubles falling asleep.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

one of the things ruki despises the most is pity. show any pity towards him and you’ll be in your grave. or, headed there. he can be nice enough to give a warning.

this probably doesn’t come to a surprise, but ruki will hold off on telling anyone about his past for as much as he can, and there are multiple reasons for this.

one, why would his past be anyone else but his business?

two, the past is the past. ruki is who ruki is, and his past has nothing to do with anything.

to which i say, yes it kinda does bro but i’ll keep my mouth shut ♥

so yeah, if his s/o is curious about it, give him time. he won’t give you all the details but he’ll tell you everything to sate your curiosity. but, he won’t be giving all this information for free, either, so you better make sure you know what you’re in for.

in the meantime, don’t even dare to try and figure things out about his past. ruki likes to believe he’s in control of what you do and don’t know, and if it involves his history, you will know of it when he wants you to.

otherwise, there’s no reason for you to know.

honestly, i think he’d be more open about his past at the orphanage rather than everything that happened before the orphanage. the only details you’d get would be shitty mom, shitty father, and, humble ruki admitting he was an aristocratic brat.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

it can take a lot to really upset ruki. and i mean a lot.

for trivial things like petty arguments, he’s used to it. or, maybe his livestock wants to act up? he can deal with that.

while ruki is a very patient man, there are few things that can really set him off.

i think, the biggest two, would be when he actually feels like there’s a threat near, meaning either he feels threatened by someone or feels as if they are going to harm his brothers, if that makes sense?

and then, his past. it’s a sensitive subject for him, we know. treading around this topic in general with ruki is very dangerous because he can get set off by what might seem like the tiniest things, but this isn’t exactly the case.

ruki is just really good at holding in his emotions and it’s rare to truly see him upset, and when he is upset, he takes it out on others. not his brothers, but most likely to the one who angered him in the first place.

with ruki, you don’t really have to worry about pissing him off unless you’re intentionally doing it. and if you are, he’ll make you regret it, if he hasn’t kill you already. as i’ve said, sometimes he’s nice enough to just give warnings.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

ruki will know you better than you know yourself. hell, he might even know you more than he knows himself. he’s got outstanding memory, as to be expected of someone like him.

and, ruki, with his possessive and sometimes yandere tendencies, yes, of course he should know you very personally.

a lot of the information it’s like?? okay ruki how did you find this out?? that’s a secret. and, frankly, not one you need to worry about. what, do you think ruki will use it against you? either way, it doesn’t matter. you’re his. he’ll do what he pleases.

he’s very good at remembering details, and is even better at remembering how to react and respond to specific things.

he takes a lot of it to mind, and usually will use it to his advantage in some way. for example, if he catches you staring at, say, something in the window while walking down a street with him, he’ll pick up on it, and he’ll definitely remember it.

it’s one of his many benefits for being so observant. and he’s like this with everyone, honestly. he likes to be able to remember what triggers certain people and how certain people respond to various things. in this case, i am definitely referring to the sakamaki’s.

anyways, this can be sweet for his s/o because oh, nice, ruki remembers that i don’t really care for this, or ruki noticed that i have a preference for this color and blah blah blah. it shows, especially when ruki is rewarding you in some sort of way.

however, this is also terrible for his s/o because he also can figure out quickly exactly what you dislike. and, being the sadist he is, he has not much of an issue with this. for example, say you’ve got a pretty big fear of like.. something. anything. ruki can and will use this against you. he also remembers things like where you’re most sensitive, where you hurt the most, ect.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

ruki’s favorite moments in a relationship would probably be... hmmmm

probably the little things. the little sweet moments where you’re all together, like you, him and the rest of his brothers. he values his brothers a lot, obviously, so to see those two things combine, it’s a good feeling.

other than that, again, little things. it could be just something like the two of you sharing a quiet morning, sitting down and eating breakfast with each other, something like that.

also, ruki really loves to teach. professor!ruki moment?? JFDhds as his s/o, though, he’s going to teach you a lot of things. both intentionally and unintentionally. like, as i mentioned earlier, if you don’t know how to cook, he’s going to teach you.

i can also picture him teaching his s/o to ballroom dance, because that’s . .a common trope. but one i can definitely picture ruki doing and enjoying.

idk really when i say he likes spending time with his s/o, i mean it. it doesn’t matter what they’re doing, he just likes being there with them and he’ll treasure it, for sure.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you?)

super protective, if that wasn’t obvious.

and while earlier on in the relationship, this might be true- he doesn’t actually care what happens to you, but.. he does. he covers it up though by saying he’s only protective of you because that’s the responsibility he should have, being your master.

that’s really all i can say, honestly. it’s a lie, especially later on as he starts to actually care for his livestock

it’d honestly be very reassuring, though, because as long as you are under ruki’s care, he will protect you with his life. because ‘that’s what a good master does’.

cough cough, ok ruki.

the only one who can harm you is himself. though, it won’t be too bad as long as you follow his rules.

once again, i would like to point out how loyal ruki is, and it definitely applies to how he would protect his loved ones. including his s/o. he will protect with everything he’s got, and will do as much as he can to prevent you from getting in harm’s way that isn’t coming from him.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

regarding everyday tasks, it’d be just as much as he usually does? in the mukami household, while he does cook for everyone else, each brother is to do their own respective cleaning. if a mess is made, that brother is to clean it up. ruki, being a great big bro probably does do some other things for his brothers such as laundry, but other than that and cooking, idk.

anyways, this would all apply to his s/o as well. while ruki does do a lot, his s/o must put in effort for something,, at least as much as his brothers do. he doesn’t want to be in a relationship with someone with the same amount of energy as the eldest sakamaki.

in regards to like.. dates and stuff, they happen. frequently, actually. and, of course, the three words i’ve said so many times throughout this entire alphabet- if his s/o deserves it. this is just something ruki lives by, okay?

ruki will schedule dates with his s/o often, at least once a month if they’ve been good. sometimes they’re a bit fancy, sometimes they’re not. the idea behind the dates itself is the fact that it’s something he’s actually planned out- other than that, he’ll sometimes invite you to join him somewhere just for the fun of it.

gifts are never super extravagant- not because he can’t afford it, he can, but simply because he doesn’t prefer it? he prefers giving his s/o gifts that have more meaning behind it, if that makes sense.

sometimes he also gives gifts for his own pleasure, too. for example, i wouldn’t doubt that ruki has once gifted his s/o like.. a collar, or something.

actually, ruki doesn’t mind giving gifts to his s/o because he enjoys the fact that everything he gives to his s/o is a reminder of who she belongs to.

while this wouldn’t be a requirement for ruki, i think he’d be pleasantly surprised if his s/o did anything like giving him gifts or inviting him out on a date. he’d enjoy it, literally only because of the effort and thought his s/o put into it. it makes him feel good, you know?

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

wellllll,l,, um. this should be obvious. HAHA i almost feel bad for wanting to list all the bad things about ruki because i have a lot to list.

i mean,,, apart from he being a bit of an egomaniac (sure, it’s arguable bc he doesn’t act like ayato, but still), he’s lowkey a bully (but obviously we’re into that bc this is dl) um. he’s a bit insane. but anyways JHJHSD sorry ruki 🙏

pushing aside all of the obvious traits and habits of ruki’s,,,

sometimes he can get caught up with himself and his own duties. such as? tbh i have no idea sfsddf only thing i can think of is if karlheinz is still alive, he is still dedicated to karl. though,, after the adam & eve thing it gets kinda complicated but whatever. he’s always at karl’s beck and call.

um.... uhhhh

idk honestly he’s a pretty decent guy if you ignore how unstable he is. i guess another bad habit of his would be how unpredictable he is??

also, i’d like to point out as well that ruki doesn’t think of any of these of bad habits and i think that may be why i’m struggling a bit, other than the fact that in the games, ruki shows us the ugliest sides of him so it’s like.. ok

umm overly possessive?

weird s&m dynamic but again, this is dl.

has some yandere-like tendencies but, surprise, this is dl. we’re into that i guess

idk honestly lol i have so many 😤 bad things to say about this dude but i wont

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

he’s not like kou. he’s not going to cry if he’s having a bad hair day or anything. BUT. tell me if you can even imagine ruki looking slightly.. idk.. messy.

because i can’t. i’d like to, but the only time i think you’d catch him disheveled is after,,,, certain events.

i don’t want to say he’s obsessed with his appearance, but he does care. not only will it hurt his pride if he doesn’t look presentable, he likes to come off as a put together guy.

that’s honestly it, really. he’s not going to fuss about anything but he wants himself to look good at all times.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

hm... this one’s tough. it definitely depends on who he’s in a relationship with, and how.. close the relationship is.

and honestly writing this feels like i’m exposing him HFDSHH this would be a super personal question for ruki. because, you guessed it, his pride, his trust issues, and just ,,,, a whole lot of problems-

and, of course, he wouldn’t admit this, or at least want to, and probably only would in a life or death situation ,, im exaggerating a bit but like he would too ok??

now, to say whether he’d feel ‘incomplete’ without his s/o.. well, that sounds.. dramatic. in my opinion and probably ruki’s opinion, too-

i actually think.. ‘empty’ would probably be a better word?

then again, it depends. if you’re his s/o and have been with him for a while and if he’s truly bonded with his partner, then yeah.

while livestock can be replaced, ruki, unfortunately for him, does grow particular fondness towards them. i mean, even if he looks at his livestock as simply nothing but a meal, humans are different from one another, always.

anyways, i guess what i can say is that ruki.. probably wouldn’t go straight back to his usual self, without his s/o? there’d be a sort of loneliness type of vibe just.. surrounding him. the only way he’ll feel that way though is if his s/o’s dead, however. goes missing? he’ll search forever, mark his words. it’s honestly almost.. endearing how much he’d to just to keep his hands on you.

X - Xtra (Random HC)

since ruki has been in a relationship with his s/o, you might notice that he’s been more open to trying new things. the thing is, he makes you do it with him, whether that be like.. idk a pottery class, or maybe like. picnics lol. since he’s been in a relationship with you (even if it’s not like.. a relationship-relationship if you get me), he’s felt a little more adventurous and eager to try things out with his partner. also just thought of like.. ice skating, too, so that’s cute.

hm,,.. here, i’ll steal one based on my sims gameplay with the mukamis: he enjoys cross-stitching.

speaking of sims, i think, for whatever reason, ruki would have a knack for interior design. is also super talented with writing, he’d have a really macabre type of writing style.

kou once painted ruki’s nails black and he had the hardest time getting it off. why would ruki allow that? well, first, he’s gotta keep up that 😎 epic cool big bro status, and also kou probably practically begged him. his excuse would be “to see what the color looks like”. while this may have been true, ruki knows that kou could do it to himself, but honestly it wasn’t a big deal. it was a nice bonding time, ruki loves his brothers and i love that for them. i can picture him wearing gloves for a few days until finally getting them off- and what’s even better is that he refused to ask kou for help.

also wow when this said random i really am just like. throwing out headcanons, so here’s some more.

as a child, ruki was definitely one of those kids who were anti vegetables. it is, most likely a trait he will pass onto his own, lol.

another thing kou has made ruki do is playing video games. aand join social media. if he did have a public account, i can picture him also having a private one that he actually uses. he’s not a social media addict, and in fact, he rarely uses it but.. on occasion. has probably gotten karl hooked on twitter or something JSDFSH oh, and the video game thing; yeah no.

except.. he hates to admit it but smartphones really are a beautiful thing. i wish i could say he plays candy crush in his spare time, but no. too easy for him, and also he’d be way too annoyed by it.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habit of theirs?)

a lot of the times before ruki actually falls asleep, he might sit up and read for a bit, or maybe have a warm drink. and, as his s/o, who, whether you wanted to or not, have been turned into his new bed warmer, ssdfjhsdfs

also, we know ruki has nightmares. as his s/o, if you weren’t aware already, he has nightmares. and, like a normal person, he doesn’t love them.

if you are with him after he wakes from a nightmare, he’ll either want to take his mind off of it somehow, or, want comfort. will he admit that? hell no. BIG NO. pity is one of the things he hates the most, even if it’s unintentional.

if you wake up from it, which i mean.. you might if you’re a light sleeper, but ruki during his nightmares isn’t like.. screaming or anything. you’ll hear some noises, and see his face clench up sometimes, and he’ll be shifting around more than usual as well, so.. if those wake you up, sorry but like. ruki doesn’t care. be grateful that he even allowed you to witness that, even though like. .it wasn’t intentional, but whatever. ruki logic.

yeah um if you do wake up for it, he’ll know. and he’ll then use you as a way to shift his thoughts away from his dream.

if you’re not awake and remain sound asleep, it kind of depends.. he might get up, he might just lay there, or maybe he’ll wake you up, maybe with gentle, teasing touches.

#the way i kept getting butterflies while writing this LMAO #honestly im sick of the lack of dl fics on ao3 #i know that has nothing to do with anything but 😔 jfdgjd #mm ruki..#SHDJFS #ruki mukami #mukami #ruki mukami x reader #mukami x reader #Diabolik Lovers #diabolik lovers fluff #diabolik lovers x reader #am i missing any tags??#uhh #my post #also shoutout to uh. the ruki blog. HDSGHGH im too shy to even say it but HGHDSGF #definitely one of the reasons why i started with ruki bc that blog.. 🥴🥴#i mean its also to do with the fact that i am The mukamibabe. so duh!!! starting off with sakamakis are lame!!! sakamakis are Lame!!! HDSHGS #really looking forward to doing yumas 100%#except.. kou be kinda cute though #terrifying. but i'd give him a smooch yknow???#but alas there's a reason why yuma is my icon and has remained my icon. it's not going anywhere unfortunately. hes pretty though so its fine #oh also there definitely will be some karl+richter alphabets too. i'd say diamoms too but.. is?? is that even something people would want??#because to be clear. i despise cordelia. i dont really like beatrix. christa's alright. BUT. if evil why hot sort of thing yknow???#i literally have an oc that was basically a pet for both karl and the diamoms minus christa jsdfhh awkward am i right #homewrecker maribel?? ? homewrecker maribel. sure #follow it. do it . typically im not this desperate but i see everyone interacting and it makes my little heart do backflips JDSHFHDS #sfw alphabet

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yuujispinkhair · 4 months

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Hockey player! Sukuna headcanons

Inspired by this lovely ask by @subarusuguru. You made my head spin with the idea of hockey player Sukuna!! Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts with me! I had to write a little something 💗

Pairing: Hockey player!Sukuna x Reader (female) Genre: fluff + smut Word Count: 700 Warnings: 18+, smut, mentions of injuries, but nothing bad. All characters are of age. Divider by @/benkeibear

Hockey player!Sukuna, who is a devil on the ice. The rival teams always know they will have several injured players after each match against Sukuna. He has a very aggressive playstyle, and his speed and strength, combined with his quick mind, make him unstoppable.

Hockey player!Sukuna, whose maroon eyes always find you when he enters the ice. He winks at you and makes a kissy face, laughing when you blow him a kiss back. The whole hockey arena can know that you are his, and he is yours. And anyone who dares make a rude comment about him being so soft for his girl will receive a brutal body check that sends them facefirst onto the ice or into the boards.

Hockey player!Sukuna, who has a mad glint in his eyes during the whole match. He is ambitious and confident, and he always plays to win. He loves being an asshole and taunt his opponents, laughing when he can get under their skin with his snide comments. But no matter how much Sukuna riles them up, they still aren't able to stop him because he always puts his whole anger and strength into his game.

Hockey player!Sukuna, who is a completely different man when he goes on the ice with his princess. Treating you with so much care and being such a gentleman. He holds your hand to make sure you don't fall when he teaches you how to ice skate. And once he can see you are ready for the next step, he lets go of you and tells you to skate toward him to get a kiss.

Hockey player!Sukuna, who has so much fun when showing you how to play hockey. Your time on the ice is filled with playful fights and good-natured teasing comments that are so flirty that you get butterflies the whole time. His laugh sounds different too, happy and free, and he only uses his strength to pick you up and pin you against the boards so he can kiss you until you are breathless.

Hockey player!Sukuna, who grins that charming grin when he lets you score and praises you for being such a natural talent, even though you know you suck. Of course, Sukuna also has to show off a little in front of his girl, and he steals the puck from you easily, making you gasp at his speed and watch with wide eyes and a smitten expression on your face as your boyfriend skates across the ice and shoots the puck into the goal with so much force it almost rips the net.

Hockey player!Sukuna, who feels a proud buzz running through his veins anytime he sees you in his jersey. Somehow it drives him crazy to see you walking around with his last name on your back. It spurs him on to play even better and show you that he is worthy to be your man. Maybe he should buy a ring and give you his last name on your ID too, and not just on a jersey.

Hockey player!Sukuna, who loves to fuck you in the locker room after every match when his teammates have left. A victory fuck to celebrate when he is still pumped full of adrenaline and euphoria, pulling you onto his lap and bouncing you on his thick cock while groaning in your ear and telling you that it is all thanks to your love and support that makes him play so damn good. Or an angry fuck after a loss to make him feel ok again, lifting you up and slamming you against the shower wall, snapping his hips fast, fucking you hard and deep, growling your name when he cums in you and finds sweet relief in your warm cunt.

Hockey player!Sukuna, who can't stop smiling when you dote on him when he is injured after a rough match. He has a high pain tolerance and doesn't really worry all that much about the injuries, but he loves it when you take care of him and look at him with so much worry in your eyes. It makes him feel so warm, and so he happily plays along and lets you change his bandages, pet his hair, and cuddle him.

Hockey player!Sukuna, who loves to win, but who thinks his biggest victory was winning your heart.

I am so in love with him!! Thank you so much for sending me that prompt!! I hope you liked my little headcanons ;)

Comments and reblogs would be very sweet 💗

#sukuna x reader #sukuna x you #sukuna x y/n #sukuna #jjk x reader #jjk x you #sukuna smut #sukuna fluff #jjk smut #jjk fluff

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arminsumi · 7 months

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i need more needy megumi who js wants kisses :( i just read the halloween costume fic and i need moreee

pretty boy megumi just needs you to kiss him more

💗めぐみ

note : needy cutie pie gumi hot off the press 😘 i think if anyone would be needy and obsessed with kissing, it's mr pretty boy over here

content : fluff, kissing, bf megumi, fem reader

playme : kiss me more (of course lol)

"kiss me more..."

it's not a command, but a shy plea. he tugs at the hem of your shirt. he only looks this soft for you.

megumi has spells where he's insatiable and wants to kiss you over and over and over and— overrrrrr. until his lips plump up and tingle, until he's almost gasping and out of breath. until he's dazed. he's just... so in love with you. have mercy. he's never enjoyed kissing anyone before you.

your phone floods with messages from your best friend. megumi groans when you break from the make out session, he was putting his whole back into it, pouring his whole heart into it.

📨 nobara : where r u ??

📨 you : gumi's

📨 nobara : not emo boy again. didn't u two have an argument

📨 you : uh yeah... about which pizza is best lol.

📨 nobara : shopping. now.

📨 you : isn't yuji ur dedicated carry horse...

📨 nobara : yes but he's busy and also i miss uuuu 😘

megumi groans, "is it nobara?"

"yes, it's nobara. i'm gonna meet up with her."

he frowns. "but..." he pays glance to your lips. he doesn't wanna seem needy, or anything. gosh no, that would be humiliating. but the way your lips look so inviting, like a door opening to his home, he can't help it and —

"kiss me a bit more before you go..." he asks quietly. but truthfully, he wants more than that. he wants you to ruffle his hair. cup his cheeks. make him dizzy. drain his lungs. with a thousand kisses that turn into two thousand. he's a bit greedy.

you kiss him lightly, "you're so sweet... gumi."

"shut up... and kiss me harder. what are these baby kisses?"

you giggle, "so mean!"

he pulls you in, and kisses you. and the poor boy, he follows you to the door on your way out with kisses, too; he just doesn't want to let you go.

"okay, one more kiss."

"yes, just one more."

"seriously, only one more, gumi."

"yes yes, just one more..." he's itching to kiss you, you can feel his whole body buzz with desire.

he kisses you so hard he pins you to the door and it clasps shut with a click. you feel his weight press into your body, pinning you tighter.

and he cups your cheeks, thumbs back and forth on the crown of them. no kiss engulfs you quite like megumi's. he kisses you so deeply you feel it in your soul.

"megumi... this is more than one kiss."

he whines and curls his lips into a frowny grimace. "can't you just spare me... fifteen more minutes...?" he breathes heavily.

you laugh, "fifteen? nobara's been waiting for thirty minutes at the station..."

"yeah... sorry... but..." he licks his lips, then brushes them against yours. he gives you that deep look that shows off the dark beauty in his eyes. "...i just really need your lips today."

"feeling a bit crazed huh?" he feels your smirk against his lips and it makes his heart leap around in his chest like a frog.

"...yeah...a bit..." and he melts into another buttery kiss, feeling his stomach fill with butterflies.

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Do not steal what I've worked hard to create.

#🎃 ~ oct. reqs #fluff #megumi fluff #megumi fushiguro #megumi x reader #jjk fluff #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jjk megumi #jujutsu megumi #jujutsu kaisen megumi #megumi x you #megumi x y/n #megumi fushiguro x reader #megumi fushiguro x you #megumi fushiguro fluff

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sjyuns · 7 months

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🗒️ 、 INTENTIONS

popular sunghoon x fem reader 1535 words genre fluff mikaela’s note because sunghoon is so tristan dugray coded, inspired by a gilmore girls scene

“I’d kiss you but your boyfriend’s watching,” Sunghoon mumbles, and he’s so close you can feel his breath on your lips.

He holds your gaze confidently, with a tinge of arrogance as his tongue darts out to lick his lip. You think that Sunghoon is the most annoying person in the world, because how can he look so devilishly handsome and have such an intoxicating effect on you.

It all started when he showed up unannounced and uninvited to your birthday party — still in his school uniform, tie loosened and sleeves rolled up with his blazer hanging over his shoulder.

And you should have known better than to let him charm his way into your house. “What are you doing here, Hoon?”

He loves the way his nickname rolls off the tip of your tongue, it's so addictive and he wants to record it so that he can play it again and again, even if your tone is one of spite.

“Happy birthday princess,” Sunghoon completely ignores your words, taking steps closer towards you, “now, where’s my birthday kiss?”

He’s at it again, aimlessly flirting with you. You roll your eyes, a deep sigh exiting your mouth, “it’s my birthday, Hoon.” How did he even know where you lived? You were sure you told everyone you invited not to bring him along.

“So I’ll give you a birthday kiss,” he grins, eyes glinting with mischief as he watches your facial expressions fall, ears burning red as you quickly turn around.

You hate Park Sunghoon and the unimaginable hold he has on you. “I’m going to find my mother. Do not, I swear to god, cause any trouble.”

“Your mother? It’s a little early in the relationship,” he moves swiftly to your side, arms casually slinging over your shoulder as he pulls you closer into him forcefully. “But it’s okay, I’m ready.”

Where in the world does Sunghoon get his cocky attitude from, you think as you try your best to pry and lift his arm away from your shoulder. Despite your surface indifference towards his advances, there were millions of butterflies invading your stomach at his every single action.

Before you can even try to escape, a voice calls your name and you stop to talk to Yunjin. “Park Sunghoon? What are you doing here?”

Sunghoon steals a glance at you, and he thinks you look absolutely adorable as you pout at the image of multiple people seeing you with him; given how you always seemed to have complaints about his overly flirty nature and playboy ways.

But Sunghoon hasn’t fooled around since you transferred into Decelis two months ago, a personal record for him. At first all you were was a form of entertainment, someone who had cute reactions to his smooth pick up lines.

Then it all came crashing down, when he started to feel the need to bicker with you everyday and mess up your hair every time he sees you in the hallways. And somewhere in between the blurred lines, he fell in love.

“Here to celebrate my girl’s birthday,” he cocks his head towards you, who’s palms now cover your face in sheer embarrassment. God, now it’s going to spread like wildfire. His girl?

Yunjin’s eyes widen and jaw drops, “really? You guys are together? But I thought you were with Choi Soobin.” She asks, nudging you.

Sunghoon frowns at her words. Choi Soobin? Since when? Sunghoon literally follows you around school whenever he sees you, and he’s never seen you ever talk to that boy.

“Soobin and I are just friends,” you clarify, “also we are not a couple,” your finger gesturing to you and Sunghoon as you answer the girl.

“Tomorrow we’ll be a couple,” Sunghoon cuts back into the conversation, voice loud, and he catches your surprised expression as he smirks slyly.

Though he continues the conversation without a single stutter or break, Sunghoon’s feeling utterly disgusted. Is that the kind of boy you like? Nerdy losers who can’t do anything for the life of themselves? He doesn’t really like the thought of turning into those types of boys, but whatever you want, he thinks — he’s already practised abstinence for you, he might as well go all the way.

At the same time Sunghoon wonders if you’re really that oblivious to his obvious advancements towards you. He’s made it crystal clear: dumped his girlfriend, follows you around, talks about you literally all the time, and yet you’re still clueless.

And he whisks you away before you find the chance to clarify his words again. He’s determined this time round, to make it extremely straightforward for you.

“Hoon why in the world would you say stuff like that,” you groan, hands slapping his chest. And he grins like an idiot at your touch, if this was what it took for you to initiate skinship with him, he’d be more than willing to proclaim himself as your boyfriend any day.

He places a hand on the place you’d just hit, “it’s painful,” he pouts, and you almost feel a little guilty at your harsh actions, “can you kiss it better?”

Until that. You huff, “i’m leaving,” you announce as you turn away, ready to walk right back into the crowd. Sunghoon quickly clasps his fingers around your wrist, pulling you into his chest.

Your eyes become those of a deer caught in headlights as your body is pressed firmly against his, his arms finding their way to your waist; a gentle but firm hold as he bends down.

“Wasn’t done yet, princess,” he smirks, and you feel some sort of danger looming over because Sunghoon looks like a devil enticing you to commit sin. His black hair styles perfectly like always and his red tie, due to his excessive movements, is now dropping down even more to expose his honey skinned collarbones.

The most you can muster is a mumble, “what,” and your eyes are glassy as you stare up at him, he thinks he might go insane — so close to just moving in to place a kiss on your invitingly soft lips.

“I’d kiss you but your boyfriend’s watching,” and he literally spits the term out, unable to believe he’s labelling someone else other than him ‘your boyfriend’. He knows you guys aren’t together, but just for the comfort of his heart he has to hear it again.

It takes you a while before you process his words. “He’s not my boyfriend, Hoon,” and it’s that short statement coupled with the way you say his name that really breaks it for him.

Sunghoon moves in just as you finish your sentence, and he sinks into your pillowy lips. It’s paradise on earth and he thinks he will never be able to get enough of this feeling.

“Sunghoon,” you mumble when he breaks the kiss, slightly out of breath as you look up with hazy eyes.

He chuckles, “sorry, baby, my bad. I’ll return your kiss back,” and Sunghoon doesn’t hesitate to give you another kiss, fingers caressing your waist as he pulls you closer to him.

This time it’s you who breaks the kiss, way too out of breath to even form full sentences without a few breaks in between. “You just kissed me.”

“Right, I just did that baby,” he smiles, those tiny fangs of his showcased as he gazes adoringly at you. “Actually, I’m looking for a girlfriend.” He pauses, eyeing your flushed cheeks and pink lips, “you looking for a boyfriend by any chance, princess?”

Now that you’re literally glued onto Sunghoon, you take the chance to look at him. Sharp nose, pretty moles that you could probably trace along all day, and his eyes which contrasting to his calm demeanour, held anxiousness as he waited for you to answer.

You’ve thought about dating Sunghoon before. Multiple times. Way more than you should’ve. And you never wanted to ever confess to it, because he was everyone’s crush. And not only that, he was annoying — constantly teasing you and making you flustered by his actions. You’d curse every time your heartbeat started to accelerate at his flirty words. You had thought that there was no way he’d ever like you back.

“I’m looking for a boyfriend,” you admit, letting out a soft giggle at Sunghoon’s overjoyed expression. And you decide that maybe now’s the time to get back at him, tease him a little to get him to stay on his toes, “maybe I should go find Soobin.”

His shoulders drop almost immediately and his arms wrap around your waist securely, chin resting on the top of your head. “No fucking way,” he grumbles, “you’re my girlfriend now. And I’m your boyfriend.”

“Yeah, you are,” you say, voice muffled in the embrace of Sunghoon. And you hear him giggle slightly, the rumble of his chest exposing the boyish feelings your boyfriend was currently going through, “for now.”

Sunghoon lifts his chin from your head, fingers brushing over your cheeks before they land themselves on your jaw. He tilts your chin up, “too bad my intention is forever.” And he places a chaste kiss on your lips again and again.

You are in for a long ride.

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wonryllis · 2 months

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☆ ᵎᵎ ENHYPEN COMING HOME TO FIND YOU ASLEEP.

╰ 𝖺𝗅𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗒, 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇.

𝒏o𝓉ℯs. enhypen in whipped era 𖥔 ݁ fluff, soft soft softtt LIB? fem!reader word count `719 PLS REBLOG!!

𝗹𝗲𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗲𝘀𝗲𝘂𝗻𝗴 he knows you stay up late waiting for him, this time he finds your figure laid against the soft cushion in a weirdly adorable position. heeseung quietly tiptoes to have a closer look, taking his time to admire your sleeping face. oh he so wishes to keep coming home to you like this. he'd sit beside you and tell you things he could never have said to your face, his deepest thoughts. apologizing for things he could've done better and thanking you for being with him and loving him.

i think i will love you forever, i want to.

𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗷𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴 he is so used to it, at least he thinks he's so used to it but everytime he comes home to find you passed out on the couch, or on the carpet slightly lolling to the side the book in your hands almost falling off, he feels the same butterflies he did when it first happened. if you aren't in your pajamas already, best believe he'll change you himself, not wanting to disturb your sleep and put you to bed like magic fairy. he'll join you in later, and if you accidentally stir awake he'll put you back to sleep.

shh, go back to sleep love, i'm right here.

𝘀𝗶𝗺 𝗷𝗮𝗲𝘆𝘂𝗻 this guy has a field trip range of emotions upon seeing you asleep after a long day of work. he feels this fuzzy and warm feeling watching the one he loves sleep so peacefully, and on the other hand he's so excited to just join you. if you're on the couch he'll squeeze himself in whatever space he finds and cuddle you into the morning and if you're on the bed, he'll leech onto you leaving more than half the mattress empty while he snuggles into his baby on your side of the bed.

mmm, love having you in my arms like this

𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝘀𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗼𝗼𝗻 outwardly he's so nonchalant at first, just coming up to your passed out figure and picking you up to get you to the bed, a smile on the tip of his lips. however the moment you nuzzle into him in a soft whine, he's so putty feeling his heart skip beats, his breath staggering like boy is damn smitten. placing you on the bed he'll quietly pull the covers on, a sneaky kiss on the lips and then leave the room to calm himself down, maybe even scream silently a little with the way you get him nervous over nothing.

fuck, she's so damn adorable i'll melt.

𝗸𝗶𝗺 𝘀𝗲𝗼𝗻𝘄𝗼𝗼 he'll text you to ask if you're awake and if you don't respond he knows you're out. he'd definitely softly speak about his day even though you're not listening. complimenting you as he always does of how pretty you manage to look all the time. will sing you a bunch of songs if you wake up, holding you close and tracing over your features, smiling so wide all the tiredness of the day washes away. also makes sure to wake up before you to again admire your sleeping face.

you're the best thing that's ever happened to me.

𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗴 𝗷𝘂𝗻𝗴𝘄𝗼𝗻 asleep or not, jungwon is always careful when he walks through the door, softly opening and closing it. tiptoeing inside as quietly as he possibly can, and when he spots you asleep on the couch he'll put everything down to bring you to bed. carrying you like the most precious thing, laying you on the mattress and immediately leaning over to leave kisses all over. if you stir awake he's getting in and cuddling you back to sleep, hands caressing your head gently.

it's just me baby, you looked so cute couldn't help it.

𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗺𝘂𝗿𝗮 𝗿𝗶𝗸𝗶 will absolutely not switch on anything or make any sound and obviously will carry you to bed if you're passed out somewhere else. he'll kinda avoid looking at your face, until he cannot help it and god help him because once he does he'll be glued, eyes staring non stop. he can't believe someone so beautiful loves him, and all these complicated emotions come at once. he's overwhelmed and so whipped, he'd play around with your hair deep in these thoughts until sleep comes to him too.

how did i manage to have someone like you?

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# WAVE OF YOU | CL16

Charles is spending summer in Australia with his friends when he meets a very pretty girl and her dog at the beach.

Pairings: Charles Leclerc x Fem!Reader Content Warnings: A little meet-cute, just pure fluff! And Pierre being a menace for like a second.

Gwen’s radio message. . . 💬 : i saw the video and an idea popped into my mind, you can’t blame me for being weak. this is just a little silly meet-cute because your girl can’t stop thinking about surfer!charles. save me surfer!charles, save me !! i’m thinking about turning this into a series, would you like that?

You never thought you’d be living in Australia in your twenties. You honestly never thought about leaving your hometown to follow your dreams. Yet, here you are, sitting on the sand on a quiet morning, playing with the golden retriever you adopted two weeks ago. She comes running back to you, leaving the tennis ball at your feet and sitting, patiently waiting for you to throw the ball again.

“You never get tired, uh?” She tilts her head, tongue out and breathing heavily. You throw the ball into the water and she immediately runs back for it.

You take the opportunity to look around. It’s still a little early so there aren’t many people, a few people walking their dogs or running, a few surfers and a group of girls a few meters away. You notice that they can’t stop looking at the group of boys in the water trying to catch waves. It’s funny, because you used to be exactly like them when you were a teen.

They’re talking and — despite knowing you shouldn’t — you pay close attention to what they’re saying.

“Last week he smiled at me, I swear!” One of them says, twirling her hair while still straight ahead.

“They’re so hot.” You try not to laugh, hiding a smile by turning your head around.

It’s not the first time you’ve seen the group of boys, but it is the first time that you pay attention to what people actually say about them, and that makes you a little bit curious.

There are five guys in the water, two of them are sitting on their surfboard talking while the other two chase waves. You notice that the fifth guy is actually getting out of the water, blue surfboard under his right arm as he looks at the dog looking up at him and wagging its tail. Your dog.

“Daisy!” You call her but she doesn’t move, she just looks at you from her spot next to the man. You get up and start walking towards her when the stranger looks up at you. And you stop breathing for a second, face turning pink as you feel bright, green eyes boring into you.

You agree with the teenage girls about them being hot because this man is definitely very attractive. He’s wearing a black wetsuit, you notice as he runs his hand through his messy, wet, brown hair. He’s also smiling. At you.

He crouches to unhook the surfboard’s leash from his ankle, leaving it aside, and pets Daisy behind her ears. She closes her eyes and moves closer to the stranger. Your heart skips a beat when he looks up at you again, still smiling.

“Hey, Daisy? You wanna play?” He has an accent that makes you weak in the knees. The stranger takes Daisy’s ball from between her paws and throws it a few meters away, and she immediately runs back for it. “She’s cute.” You’re very cute, he thinks.

You smile because you don’t know what else to do, still very much feeling frozen in place.

“I’m Charles, nice to meet you.” The stranger—Charles reaches out a hand, you look at it for a beat before taking it gently to shake. If you feel sparks flying, nobody needs to know that.

You swallow, trying to find your voice before the cute guy thinks you’re weird. “I’m Y/N and,” You feel Daisy’s nose nudging at your leg. “this is Daisy.” You say, looking down at her.

Charles crouches back down to take the ball again, this time not breaking eye contact, and throws it into the water. You feel yourself blushing — again !! — under his intense gaze. You also feel your insides burning and going crazy with butterflies. You curse under your breath because what is wrong with you?

“You come here often?” He cringes after saying that and you’re pretty sure you see a faint blush adorning his cheeks. “I’ve never seen you before.”

“Oh, I adopted her two weeks ago, so we're pretty new to the beach.” You explain, looking over his shoulder at your little golden playing in the water. You’re gonna have one hell of a time trying to get rid of the salt water and sand of her hair.

He smiles again and what the hell? He has dimples?

“You’re not from here, right? I can hear a little accent…” He blurts out, massaging his neck in a nervous manner.

“I just moved here a few months ago.” You laugh, fidgeting with your fingers. “I can say the same thing about you.”

The guy chuckles, shaking his head. “I’m from Monaco. I’m visiting a friend for the summer.”

“Oh, that’s cool!” When Daisy comes running back, you’re quick to pick up the ball — to have something to do besides looking at his pretty green eyes — and throw it farther just because it’s good that she’s running and having fun, definitely not because you want to keep talking with Charles.

“What brought you to Australia?” Charles asks, like he's genuinely interested.

“It’s silly, really.” You break eye contact after what feels like an eternity looking into his eyes. “I just wanted to see more of the world. I’ve been traveling for the past two years but I feel like it’s time to settle down somewhere.” Charles nods along, listening to every word. “I don’t know if Australia is the place for me but,” You shrug. You’ve grown and gained experiences, you’ve traveled to places you never thought you’d visit; you are happy with your life. You want to experience a different kind of thing now. “so far I like it here.”

“That’s awesome!” Charles has traveled the world too, but he doesn’t see himself leaving Monaco and his family. But he understands the desire to see new places and discover new cultures.

“Charlie!”

You both turn your head around to see the boys he was surfing with coming out of the water.

“Those are my friends. I’m sorry for whatever they’re going to say.”

You laugh, whispering a ‘don’t worry’ just before you’re joined by the four guys.

“Oi, who’s this?” A dark-haired guy asks, crouching to pet Daisy.

“That’s Daisy,” Charles answers before moving to stand beside you. “and this is Y/N.”

The four boys look between you and Charles in silence, then they’re all waving at you.

Charles leans a little closer, and you hold your breath. “That’s Dani,” He points to the same guy who asked about Daisy. Then he points to a curly-haired boy wearing a pair of pink shorts. “that one is Lando and the one next to him is Max.”

“So, how do you find my boy Charles here?” A guy with French accent teases you.

“And that’s Pierre. Don’t listen to him.” Charles sends death glares at his friend, who just holds his palms up in surrender and grins.

“We need to go,” Lando or Max? says, looking at his friend with pity and mouthing a ‘sorry’.

“Nice to meet you, Y/N!” All of them say, making you laugh. You wave at them.

Then, you and Charles are alone again, Daisy lying on the sand in front of you.

“So,” Charles starts, fighting really hard not to look at your lips. He does a very poor job because you notice anyway, and of course you can’t help but wet your lips. Well, you have to do something, you’re probably not gonna see him again. “I have to go. But it was nice chatting with you.”

You reach out, placing your hand on his bicep and squeezing. And God, okay, he’s actually fit, fit.

“It was nice meeting you, Charlie.”

Charles smirks, winking. Or at least trying to before grabbing his surfboard and walking away, it takes you a great effort to not turn around.

“Hey, Y/N?”

You’re just a girl.

Charles is walking backwards, a bright smile dancing on his lips.

“Will I be seeing you tomorrow?”

You try not to show how much effect his words have on you. “I don’t know,” You shrug. Playing hard to get now, really? “Come and you’ll see.”

#꒰꒰ 📁 ─ verstappen cult files ꒱꒱#f1 x reader #charles leclerc x reader #f1 imagine #charles leclerc fluff #charles leclerc x you #f1 grid x reader

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carnivalcarriondiscarded · 9 months

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saw @chez-cinnamon's absolutely BANGER butterfly!Howdy design and couldn't resist! two fluffy flutterbyes <3 solidarity

#still unsure of Why this was the only pose that came to mind but! who am i to deny the brain what it wants #i also have no idea what it is about butterflies and mullets + extra fluff #it just feels Right.#oh also if you haven't checked out chez-cinnamon's Real World au uhhhh Go Do That!!!#its fun! its funky! its fresh! its got a lot of great art! its got a Comic!#emphasis on a Lot Of Great Art!#i will admit im emotionally invested in the plot. its reeled me in. im Fascinated by it #also(x2) i Cannot get over how swagtastic that butterfly howdy design is #like!!! look at it!!! the colors the patterns the WINGS agh the wings <3<3<3 #truly a unique and creative design that im totally not jealous of ahaha what-#kidding im Kidding. or am i... i am i am #scribble garnish #yassified howdy <3 #welcome home #alrighty its officially 2 am i needed to be asleep uhhhhh three hours ago #gonna queue this up and conk out. while lovingly thinking of chez-cinnamon's butterfly howdy my fucking GOD #cant get over how Gorgeous he is #the facial patterns.... the colors.... immaculate #top tier design i am Taking Notes #ok ok sleeping now. Sleeping. snz snork mimi and all that. etc

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in a world full of boys, he's a gentleman

ft. nanami kento x fem!reader

— in which kento unintentionally proves how much of a husband material he is.

content warnings: fluff, smut, light angst, suggestive, making out, nanami kento being a certified hubby, fiancée!kento, weddings, mentions/implied slut-shaming, reader has horrible relatives, reader is described to be non-traditional, riding, p in v sex, creampie, breeding kink, daddy kink, choking, hair pulling, curses still exist but nobody dies (yay!) and geto is mentally fine and a teacher at jujutsu tech <33, im so in love with him, some can be considered bare minimum and subtle but idc if he does it he's the standard, kento loves it when you're checking him out, just kento being a gentleman, kento is so in love with you, you you and you in his mind, reader is just as the same btw, corny ass vow (idk how to write one srry)

wc: 5591 (holy shit lol)

note: im!! so!! head!! over!! heels!!! with!! this!! man!! (it's really not that obvious, right?) he's so dreamy he deserves a lot of kissy kisses and a ticket to malaysia <33 also!! just realized this is my first piece for 2024 tehehe happy new year, everyone! 🎀🎆

best enjoyed with: slut! - taylor swift

that time when you both went out for a picnic

the sunset paints the sky with the most vibrant colors as you and kento bask in each other's presence and sit on a picnic blanket, surrounded by the quiet sways of the green grass, accompanied by some people who decided to hang out around the vicinity.

it's one of those days that kento is blessed by once in a blue moon break from being a jujutsu sorcerer. kendo's always grateful to have this kind of day because it would mean that his hands would spend their time stealing soft touches against your skin instead of fighting curses.

a faint clink can be heard when you and kento toast your glasses together, half filled with your favorite champagne. it's a tad bit sweet to kento's liking as he is not good with sweets, but he opted to bring it to your picnic instead of his favorite whiskey because he knows you love it.

kento watches you put your lips on the champagne flute and drink your sweet alcohol with glee. he takes a small sip from his as he stares at you with admiration.

satisfied with your drink, you set it aside on your coaster as you lean your head on kento's shoulders. "such a lovely day, isn't it?" you say while you close your eyes, soaking in the remaining rays of the sunshine before it sleeps, allowing the night to take over the sky.

kento hums in approval as he puts his free hand on your head, giving it gentle and loving pats as he rests his head against yours, but not before giving you a quick peck. "we should do this more often,"

"i agree; you should ditch gojo more and spend more time with me," you joked, and you heard your fiancée chuckle, "that wouldn't be so professional of me, darling," it's your turn to let out a chuckle.

"it's gojo; being professional is already out of the window."

"you're right, maybe i should," kento jested back.

the two of you just sat in comfortable silence until a slightly strong gust of wind blew in your direction. caught by the shock of it all, you close your eyes and hold your sundress down to avoid flashing the strangers. but before you could even do it, a strong pair of arms wrapped around you.

kento had covered you, so any speck of dust blown by the wind wouldn't be able to get into your eyes. your sundress is also held down by his knees between your legs. when you opened your eyes, you were greeted by your fiancée's face close to yours, assessing you. you suddenly feel your stomach tumble and fill with butterflies.

"are you okay? didn't get anything in your eyes?" he says gently, eyes observing you with worry. you give him a slight nod, "mhm, i'm fine kento, how about you?" kento answered with a hum as he tried to fix your dress and some parts of the picnic blanket that was slightly blown away by the wind.

"i think that's the cue for us to pack up, or do you want to stay for a while?" kento asks you while he starts to pack up some of your stuff into the picnic bag. "we should stay until the sun completely sets, it's a shame to leave while the sky looks pretty."

kento nods and finishes packing before he sits beside you, looking at the view. he then makes your head lean on his shoulders once again, his hands caressing the top of your head. "yeah, i agree, the sky looks pretty." he states.

he feels you nod and continues, "but you're prettier to look at," he says as he looks down at you and to his surprise, he meets your eyes on him. "i could say the same to you, kento," you say before capturing his lips against yours.

kento smiles on your lips before reciprocating your gesture, slightly tasting the remnants of your sweet champagne earlier.

and at that moment, he thought, it doesn't matter if his tongue tasted something so sweet, as long as it's from your lips.

that time when you went christmas shopping

the mall filled with bustling crowds is not a perfect way to spend time with your fiancée. but when this is the only time your schedules align to go for a last-minute shopping to buy gifts for your loved ones, you don't really have a choice.

kento especially noticed how much you were on edge today despite being excited to buy gifts for everyone especially his mentees. you weren't the type to enjoy a busy crowd, so he knows how to elevate your stress.

store after store, he gave you every opinion he had (that you asked for) ever so gently and thoroughly but not too much to overwhelm you since you're technically a ticking time bomb now. kento was attentive at every store you went to and immediately picked out gifts you thought were best to give. he stood up in the busy and long line as he let you sit on the lounge chair present in the store.

by the time you're done shopping, he carries all the bags and refuses to give you any (even the small ones). and when you insist, he gives you an offended look, telling you he can manage.

while you're walking to leave the mall, your stares don't go unnoticed by your fiancée as he sees you mindlessly gawking at his arms that flex every time he has to fix the bags while walking.

and that makes carrying your shopping bags even more worth it to him.

that time when you got drunk at a new year's party

gojo has set a new year's party that includes everyone in jujutsu tech in one of his vacation homes in japan. it was supposed to be a reasonably small party but this is gojo satoru we're talking about; he's going to be extra about anything and everything.

the party is semi-formal and requires everyone to dress up nicely. kento does not enjoy parties, but seeing you dress up in a pretty dress that enhances your assets makes him think that attending this event has benefits too.

the party wasn't uneventful per se, but despite the semi-formal wear that everyone was rocking, the event itself was casual. the house was filled with laughter and noise, mainly from the students and everyone else sharing stories and conversing. an hour or two into the party, you and kento decided to part ways as you go on your way to interact with gojo, geto, and shoko.

kento trusted you enough to be alone with them so he opted to talk with some of his colleagues whose presence calms him (obviously not gojo). he spent his time talking with higuruma, sharing ideals and mundane stuff they both enjoyed doing. it was a calming conversation for both men, who wanted peace and tranquility.

"there's this store that sells rare vintage vinyl; i think you'll love to shop there," higuruma suggests as they talk about collecting vinyl, a hobby they share. kento was about to reply, but even before he opened his mouth, he heard a very loud—

"nanamin!" which made both men turn their heads in the direction where the sound came from.

the voice no doubt belonged to itadori, his face painted with concern as he rushed to kento's area. "what is it itadori?" he asked the young man the moment he arrived while panting.

"your wife! she's—" before itadori can even finish his sentence, kento's already sprinting to where you are, itadori following suit.

kento doesn't need to know what he needs to say; the worry on itadori's face, accompanied by your name, is enough for him to look for you.

turns out you're drunk of your mind.

when kento arrives in gojo's kitchen, it's just you and him having a very drunk and heated argument about whether cereal or milk comes first.

"no! that's so stupid, cereal should come first, think about it you stupid idiot, if you pour milk first, you'll miss the chance to fill the bowl with so much cereal!" your fiancée sees you standing on gojo's kitchen island alongside him, slurring your words as you sway the glass of wine in the air, threateningly spilling as you keep on moving.

gojo scoffs at your argument, "maybe t'was the point! it's all about ratio, how else can you enjoy cereal when there's too much cereal and little room for milk!" he barks back, holding a—

is that a massive cup of sunrise tequila? no wonder he got so drunk, kento thought as he sighed.

"there's no such thing as ratio for you, gojo! you're the same person who adds too much pineapple on pizza that it becomes disgusting!" you shouted at gojo's face as you continuously pointed at his chest with your index finger.

across the kitchen island stood geto and shoko with unamused faces, looking like they were just waiting for everything to die down on its own. kento sighs and asks them, "did they have an alcohol-drinking battle again?" and all they reply is a solid nod.

"gojo got too competitive and drank that sweet poison, which led to this... argument," shoko adds, looking at both you and gojo incredulously. "they immediately started gulping down the alcoholic drinks right after midnight," geto said, a chuckle threatening to leave his lips.

"please help me break them up," your fiancée kindly pleads to geto and shoko. they immediately showed empathy to their former junior and decided to hold gojo back together while kento held onto you.

it took almost half an hour to break you and gojo apart, not to mention the commotion and your silly drunk discussions that blew out of proportion because the both of you are just so passionate and no one would back down without a fight. after successfully separating the two of you, kento immediately guided you away from the party and to your car, not without leaving shy goodbyes to the people he would face along the way.

the drive back home was thankfully not chaotic, but it was definitely filled with your drunken chatter as you slur words kento can barely make out.

getting you to your shared home was relatively easy; you were patient enough to let kento walk you off to the front door and remove your heels before gently placing you on the couch.

he was about to let go and grab some water until you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer to your face; kento felt his heart race. "hey there," you whispered against his lips, distance threateningly close.

kento could smell the alcohol on your breath, probably a mixture of beer, wine, and then some. still, he couldn't bring himself to care when he knew your lips would probably taste slightly sweet. "have you ever been this handsome, kento?" you ask, your voice dripping honey despite being out of your mind, trapped in your own drunken bubble.

"maybe that's just the alcohol's doing, darling," he jokes.

"no no, i think i already saw this face years ago."

"really?"

"really. you look even more handsome now, you should give me a kiss," you say as you pucker your lips, slowly leaning towards his.

kento couldn't even say no even if he didn't want to (not that he will ever not want to kiss you). he decides to give you a swift peck just to entertain your shenanigans, but when he is about to let go, you deepen your kiss, tightening your wrap on his neck, forcing him to lean forward and straddle you with one of his thighs digging on the couch.

he can taste the red wine you had recently drunk, and he's confident he can get drunk with your lips alone. kento's mind went hazy as he moved against your lips languidly, letting himself drown in your kiss. he wanted this to last longer, even take it further, but alas, kento has always been a man of self-control, so he lets go of you, not before giving you one last kiss on the forehead before heading to the kitchen.

the whole night, kento tends to your every need that you couldn't do. he had prepared you a warm bath, removed your makeup, and did your skincare for you that he knows at the back of his hand. he had lathered you up with your favorite lotion, dried your hair (not without a fight since your drunk self found the hair dryer too loud), and kissed you good night before tucking you to bed, leaving a pack of aspirin and a water bottle on your nightstand before sleeping.

the morning after, you woke up to the smell of your favorite soup and your fiancée insisting on feeding you even though you told him you could manage.

you make sure to pay him back really well that same day.

that time when you attended a family reunion

it's always this dreaded day you always wanted to avoid but couldn't.

you would rather stay home with kento rather than attend a gathering that will just piss you off, but your mom had pleaded with you to come— "so that they won't gossip about you," she said.

you know that's a lie; whether or not you attend, they'll always find a way to talk about you anyway; there's no winning. but since you wouldn't want to let your mother down, you suck it up and prepare for it regardless.

what makes you nervous is that this is the first time Kento has come along— or more like you let him come along.

you had heard complaints from your relatives about not meeting kento when he was still your boyfriend, and now that you're engaged, you should've at least let them meet him. you begrudgingly agreed, but it doesn't mean you're not nervous.

your relatives have been annoying throughout your life, always meddling with things they shouldn't even care about.

it always started with asking about your weight change, school activities, grades, chosen course, and relationships, not to mention the ever-so "you should do better" undertone in all aspects of your life. and for some reason, always making you feel small is included in their mandatory list to piss you off.

you know that once you let them meet your now fiancée, they would bombard him with questions and annoy you and him for the rest of the day. you only keep up with the tradition because your mother is too kind to tell them off, laughing awkwardly when they berate you and always giving you a silent apology through her eyes.

it wasn't her fault; you just wish she'd shut them off.

kento had noticed your change of behavior ever since this morning while preparing in your home. you had been silent and spacing out, only replying when he had finally snapped you out of your daze. he doesn't know what the deal was with your relatives, but all he knows is that your mood drastically changes whenever they're involved in the conversation, and that's enough for him to tell you that they're not really good news.

"are you sure you want to go, honey? we can always drive back home," kento said with worry, cutting through the thick tension in the car. "it's fine; I can handle it; we're almost there anyway. it would be a waste if we turn around," you tell him with a smile that doesn't quite reach your eyes.

Kento replied with a small smile, taking your hand to his face and kissing your knuckles, "just know that i'll always be there, alright?"

you nod, feeling slightly relieved, before looking out the window to drink in the scenery as you pass by.

it turns out you can't handle it.

you thought your relatives would be a little tamer because you have someone over, but you were totally wrong.

ever since you both arrived, your aunties had surrounded kento and bombarded him with questions. from his age, degree, university he graduated from, where you met, wedding date, monthly income (which is incredibly embarrassing), to how many children he plans to have.

most of it wasn't a problem, but your blood boiled the moment they asked about what he saw from you.

this would've been such a sentimental moment if it weren't for your auntie's sarcastic tone, as if the question was meant to belittle you, to make you feel like you're not worthy of him.

when kento was about to open his mouth just to pour out how much he loves you and how he's lucky to have you, one of your aunties butt in with their loud mouth.

"well, she isn't really a traditional partner isn't she?" she said, a smug smile forming on her ugly and wrinkly face. "yeah, i mean, i assume with a fine man like you wouldn't be attracted to someone like her," another one added.

kento clenches his fists as he felt fury fire inside of him. how dare they think about you like this and talk about you like this, like you weren't just in front of him, seething in pain and anger.

he was about to give a proper and calm response when your uncle had spoken, "besides, she dresses like a... you know," then an ugly cackle. "a what?" your auntie had joined, taunting him to say the word.

"oh, you know, like a sl-"

that was the final nail in the coffin. his words are cut off when kento angrily smashes both palms on the table, seemingly angry, forming an angry red aura you have never seen. "i've had enough," he started, while all eyes are on him, including yours.

"i will not allow any single one of you to disrespect my wife any longer. i will not tolerate your old and immature ways of talking about her. i've been patient enough, but this bullshit is something I will not allow," kento's vulgar choice of words has made everyone's eyes at the table grow wide, shocked.

"i would say this respectfully, but you guys weren't to my wife either, so please, i'll say this once," he inhales, trying to calm himself down.

"fuck off," kento declares before taking your hand and exiting the venue.

during the walk to the car, he had been slowly calming himself down. once you reach it, kento holds your face gently, "i'm sorry for the outburst there; i just couldn't stand them disrespecting you any longer, so I had to." he says before putting a gentle yet quite long kiss on your forehead.

once he lets go, he sees your face. your eyes had been filled with tears, and it broke his heart. "that's fine, i've been wanting to tell them to fuck off for years anyway. if anything, i should thank you," a smile spread through kento's face before opening the car door to let you in.

once the both of you are finally settled in your seat, you ask, "by the way, I just noticed you called me your wife; what was that all about?" you ask him out of curiosity. he knows you're happy about that based on how happy your voice sounded when you asked him.

"i'm just so sure you'll end up with that title anyway, unless you're having cold feet?"

"oh god, no! i'm just touched, 's all," you shrugged as you settled in your seat, a smile stretched across your face.

kento chuckles and leans forward to kiss your cheek before starting the engine and driving off.

your mom visited you and kento later that week, saying she was happy she was finally not invited to the next reunion. she then made you your favorite dishes as an apology for that day.

you don't mind what gossip they would come up with next, not when you have the kind of man kento is.

their little toxic gossip train had nothing compared to the love that kento gives you every single day anyway.

that time when you asked him to be rough

the night is still young and cold but kento does know how to make it hot.

his hands fumble the plush ass as you keep on taking his cock, sloppily riding him as you let your hips and thighs do the work. your cunt meticulously takes all of him, molding your walls just like it was made for him. "hah, faster darling, please," kento pleads, voice broken and desperate for release.

his calloused hands caress your body gently like you are someone sacred, a figure that shouldn't be harshly touched or you'll be condemned, the same hands that used to exorcise and kill curses without a single thought. and yet with you, he carefully carries them lightly, holding onto your waist, not too tight enough to leave you in pain.

you feel your stomach tie into a knot, slowly feeling yourself come to a climax, "shit, kento, you're so big, mngh, make me feel so full," you say through gritted teeth, further speeding up your pace. the sound of your thighs slamming against his echoes through your bedroom, accompanied by your ragged breaths and kento's broken moans of pleasure.

your fiancée's hands then find their place back on your ass, squeezing it tight, but not too much, guiding you to bounce on his cock more as he feels himself closer. "s'good for me, yeah? taking me like a good girl?" kento looks at your eyes lovingly, his brown orbs touching your soul. you nod, not finding the words to say, mind too hazy to answer as you keep on taking his dick, taking him in like you always do.

"yes, oh god, yes, kento— please, inside— me," were the only words you managed to let out as your movements kept on getting sloppier and sloppier each moment passed by. he knew what it meant, and who he to deny such a polite request?

kento let himself release inside of you with a groan, making sure every drop of his cum is given to you.

your pants envelope the room as you both try and catch your breaths— then a beat of silence.

you take kento's face in the palm of your hands and caress his cheek, "you know, i sometimes wish you could be rough," you say as you observe his sexed stupor, "i occasionally get rough on you, don't i?" he asks, eyebrows raised with confusion.

"no, like i mean, rough rough," you emphasize, "you're always so gentle. you don't think i can handle you?" faux sadness evident in your voice, one that your fiancée can never say no to, not when you're asking this nicely. "oh darling, i'm sorry, i will do it next time," he coos, fixing the loose strands on your hair by tucking them behind your ear.

"we can do it now?" you suggest, making the corner of kento's lips perk up, "oh? you sure you can handle it?"

"i know i can handle it," you say as your voice rang with confidence.

you knew kento had it in him to be rough, but good god, you never expected him to be this good.

he had given you a more than good fucking, which leads you drooling on your sheets, with your back arched, ass up, and your hands held behind by kento as he drills his cock into your sopping cunt. his hands left prints on your ass and thighs, which left a delicious burn on your skin. "want to take my babies, don't you?" kento says as his hips meet your asscheeks.

"mnghh, yes, daddy! full— 'f your babies!" that was enough for him to unload himself inside of you, burying himself deeper to make sure you'll take all of it before he pulls out.

you were about to sit up, panting, when you felt kento's large hands wrap around your neck from behind, squeezing it while the other was pulling your hair.

"who said i was done with you, pretty?" the deep timbre of his voice went straight to your pussy.

this side of your fiancée is undoubtedly a pleasant surprise.

the following day, though, you were treated again like a queen, a bath ready for you by the time you woke up, surrounded with fresh flower petals that he had taken the time to buy from your nearest flower shop, and your favorite candle burning alongside your bath products. kento also insisted on giving you a full body massage to ease any tension and muscle ache.

you asked for it anyway, but you also don't mind this kind of treatment from him every now and then.

that time when you had a cold

you woke up feeling like absolute shit.

you don't know when or why it happened; it just did.

your head was throbbing the moment you opened your eyes, squinting at the sun rays that peeked through your windows. your body felt heavier than usual, and your shoulders felt sore. kento had taken notice of this as soon as he woke up, tending to your every need.

it pains your fiancée to see you in such a state, voice hoarse, your sniffles meet with a crumpled-up tissue near your nightstand, a mucus-filled cough every now and then, and an occasional "my throat hurts" whenever you speak. you had begged him to bring you some slightly cold water along with your food because lukewarm water doesn't hit just the same. but being the ever-responsible adult that kento is, he says no, leaving you sulking as you begrudgingly eat your food with a frown.

taking your medicine, though, is a different kind of task.

you stall every single time, finding it hard (or hating) to swallow the pills. even more so if he gave you water with a dissolved effervescent tablet, claiming it's too gross to drink, even if it doesn't really have any flavor. whenever you're sick, this is always the obstacle he has to face.

"please give me some juice or candy kento; it'll help when i drink the medicine," you begged, adding a touch of cooing pleases to make him say yes.

"i think the sweets you ate are what led you this way, darling," he says, which practically means no.

a pattern he noticed is that whenever you eat too much salt or sweets without drinking the right amount of water, it always leads to you getting this sick. "it'll just be a little sip, please? baby?" you had finally hit a new low, busting out the occasional nickname when you need something from him.

"you're a big girl, honey; you can drink this. here, i'll cover your nose for you," at this point, you just let him do it; there's no way you'll be able to convince him. you reluctantly nod and decide to drink the medicine instead.

kento pinched the sides of your nose together, effectively covering the smell, or lack thereof (he doesn't even know why he covers your nose, he just knows you'll take it if you don't smell anything). your face scrunched as your tastebuds are met with an unfamiliar and unwelcome taste, but you drink it anyway, your throat desperately chugging it so you can be done with it right away.

once you felt that you had finally consumed all of the medicine, you immediately let go of kento's hold on your nose, quickly reaching out to the glass of lukewarm water on your nightstand. after you drink enough to allow the aftertaste of the medicine to go, you place it back and let yourself lie in bed.

"i'll prepare you dinner, and i'll be back, alright?" kento takes away your glasses and places them on the tray he had brought them with. he was about to leave the room when he felt you tugging on his shirt "hm? do you need something?"

you shake your head, "no, just... thank you,"

a small smile spread on his face, your fiancée takes his free hand on your head and gently ruffles your hair, "this is nothing to thank about darling, i'm just doing my job," he bends down and gingerly places a long kiss on your forehead, "i love you, get some rest."

you nod, but not before giving him a small smile back.

that night after you had eaten your dinner and drank your medicine (albeit hesitantly), you spent the night with kento caging you in his firm, warm arms.

you feel yourself get better by then.

that time when you got married

when you walked down the aisle, kento looked at you like you had hung the stars for him. his eyes sparkle as he sees you wearing the gown you've been working on for months; even kento himself can't believe he's seeing an angel.

is this what heaven is? is this a dream? are you even real? how lucky is he to be with someone like you?

kento always believed you're out of his league, someone out of reach, and like the stars from the sky, the only way to capture your beauty is through his eyes. but he couldn't believe that the universe was on his side, fate working its way to make him yours, and he happily obliged.

cupid had shot him through the heart, and you stole it, and he can't even be mad at it. he'd happily give you all of him at the snap of your fingers. let himself be bare to you; let himself mesh with you. your soul, senses, beliefs, and love clouded onto him.

he consumes every single aspect of you within him, lovers stitched together by fate that no one can even cut.

kento sees himself becoming one with you, so he will never regret the time he got on his knees to present you with the prettiest ring he could ever find, but nothing can compare to the beauty you carry, not even this ring.

when you accept him with a delighted "yes," kento swears he's the luckiest man alive ever, blessed by your whole being.

so when you finally reach his side, everyone becomes a blur, his eyes focused on you the whole time, soaking in your beauty; he can't believe this is the face he's going to see every morning for the rest of his life.

"hey handsome, you look great," you say, holding kento's hand. "i could say the same to you, pretty," he replies, and he had to stop himself from kissing you right there and then.

and comes with the exchange of vows; kento feels slightly nervous but proud because he gets to declare his love for you in front of the people you both cherish most.

he clears his throat before opening up the letter in his hands and looks at you with such love and contentment.

"to the person who helped me see love in your form,

you've always painted colors on my blank canvas, and i cannot thank you enough. you shed light when i'm in my darkest days, have been with me through my stormy nights, and share my gloomy days.

you have been the compass to my lost soul, guiding me to the destination i know as love. you give harmony to my life as your laughter always brings music to my ears; your voice reminds me that you're here with me. you had composed the greatest symphony that sang its way to my heart, making me bare my soul, something that i will never regret," kento pauses, his voice croaked, words stuck in his throat as he tries to stop his tears from spilling. he fails to hear the audience coo in awe, focusing on you.

he continues, "loving you became my eternal pursuit, my garden whose roots are planted deeper than the sea where my endearment continues to blossom.

every step with you feels like a dance, one that i will not get tired of swaying my heart with. your hands had made a map of my body and soul, imprinted the images of love one couldn't see, and only i could feel.

and the only time i get to call something home, i stare into the deep abyss of your eyes and see myself tangled with you.

with you, i am willing to get even our souls intertwined, dancing through life as we face the uncertainty together, with love ink deep within my veins.

to my anchor, my only solace, the only anthem my heart will forever sing,

i hope the warmth of your arms will forever embrace me, even after death." the attempt to keep his tears falling fails, so does the audience, and so did you.

your eyes filled with tears, but one that's full of love. your heart feels so full that it's threatening to spill out of you. you love kento so much that it hurts; it aches to the core that someone could ever love you this much.

and you're forever thankful.

that day, your promises to each other are officially sealed with a kiss so intense and wedding bands that even evil couldn't break, that no trespassers shall get into and rip your bond away.

when kento's lips met yours, it was soft, it was warm, it was sweet, it was comforting.

finally, your husband thinks.

that day sealed the chapter to your newfound forever.

another note: i'm not so proud of the vows i made but i hope it captured kento enough lol srry 😭

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starlost97 · 3 months

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— prettiest.

summary: With Charles questionable dating history, you didn't want to risk getting into a relationship with someone with that reputation. He was, however, determined to change your mind. And when you did, he couldn't be happier.

keywords: fluff, Charles Leclerc is a simp, f!reader.

characters: Charles Leclerc, Carlos Sainz Jr. (mentioned).

warnings: swearing.

a/n: pathetic men begging for a chance? yes please. also love u charles but u would never see a glimpse of any of my female friends <3 anyways don't take it too seriously! enjoy :)

word count: 461.

requested?: yes! by a friend.

The world is a cruel place.

Charles, however, was the only one to blame in this situation.

He was also the only one that could fix it.

When you told him that despite your feelings for him, you wouldn’t date someone with such a questionable dating history, the driver was extremely sad. Everyone heard the jokes about how you can’t introduce your female friends to Charles, so why would you risk getting in a relationship with someone with that kind of reputation?

Well, the monegasque made sure to show you everything he had to offer.

Liking all your instagram photos, commenting on them — and making all their fans go wild in the process —, shamelessly staring at you — although that wasn’t really on purpose — when you appeared on screen. The world knew how obsessed he was with you.

He stopped going to parties. He only went to them when he knew you were there, and that was clear.

Charles didn't ask you out again for a long time, though. As if he had a plan to complete before allowing himself to bother you again.

But God, he was terrible at hiding how badly he wanted to take you out. To treat you just like you deserved. To turn all his adoration into worship.

He did last surprisingly long, however. It wasn't hard to exceed the expectations when they were that low. Even Carlos thought that he would last two days without telling you how much he loved you.

Well, he lasted four. And he was very proud of it.

“You're so beautiful.” He mumbled, staring adoringly at you. “Such a shame I didn't win you yet.”

“Yet?” You asked, smiling. “So full of confidence, aren't you?”

“How could I not be? I just made the prettiest girl in the world smile.” Charles said, stroking your cheek. “Come on, give me a chance. I'm starting to get desperate.”

“Sorry, starting?” You breathed out, starting to laugh.

“Alright, you got me. I'm desperate already. Hopelessly desperate.” Charles said, feeling butterflies only with your laugh.

You two stared at each other's eyes for some time, sharing adoration.

“You better not make me regret this, Leclerc.” You mumbled, getting up from the couch and walking away.

Charles was quick to grab your hand and pull you to himself. Your faces were now close to each other, and you could feel his quick heartbeat against your chest.

“I swear that you won't.” He said, closing the gap between you and kissing your lips, feeling as relief filled him. “Fuck, how can your kiss be so sweet?”

He stared at you in disbelief. He indeed just kissed perfection, didn't he?

“I might have to kiss you again and again to find out, pretty girl.”

#f1 #formula 1 #formula one #fluff #f1 x reader #formula one x reader #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc #charles leclerc fanfic #charles leclerc fic #charles leclerc fluff #charles leclerc imagine #carlos sainz jr #carlos sainz

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krkiiz · 4 months

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sly swordsman . luke castellan x reader

luke decides to distract you by confessing in the middle of a duel

luke castellan x f!reader , reader is the daughter of apollo , luke being head over heels , confessions , fluff , slight teasing

note : sorry if there are lots of mistakes, i wrote this on my phone with nail extensions and it’s so hard to type pls help 😭😭 apologies for grammars n errors, i’ll edit them tmrw hehe (also this is my first time writing pjo n fight scenes so i hope it’s decent!)

let me know your thoughts ! likes, reblogs, and comments appreciated <3

“Let’s go Kayla! Beat his ass!” Shout one of your fellow half-siblings along with boos from the opposing side.

Clanking of swords can be heard from miles away. Today the children of Hermes and Apollo are scheduled to a joint swordsmanship practice. Where the two cabins will have to engage on a 1v1 duel against another.

Right now stands in the center of the battlefield is your half sister Kayla, along with one of Hermes’ son. Kayla is known to be a skilled archer just like any of Apollo’s children. But that doesn’t mean she can’t beat the swift son of Hermes.

The battle ends her sword pointed right at his throat as he gives a sign of defeat to his opponent. The children of Apollo cheers with glee as they congratulate their half sister.

The two retreat, their places soon replaced by none other than their head counselors. Luke and you approach the center of the battlefield as your fellow half-siblings watch in anticipation.

It is so secret that Luke is an outstanding swordsman. As his skills rivals Ares and Athena’s children themselves, you knew he was a challenging opponent.

Well that’s a good thing you love challenges.

“I admit my defeat on our archery battle last week. But now, let me show you how good I am with the blade, Yn.” He smirks as the two of you start circling one another.

“Must’ve hurt your ego, Castellan.” A chuckle left your lips like honey and Luke suppresses the butterflies swarming in his stomach.

“Let’s see how good you really are, Son of Hermes.”

The two of you got in your positions, fingers tightly gripping on the sword and the shield, waiting for a sign to charge.

The hornet blows and Luke wastes no time to charge forward. The point of his blade almost piercing the epidermis of your skin before you block him with your own sword.

Luke knows better than to underestimate you. Sure, you are the daughter of the god of Archery, not swordsmanship. But everyone knows that you are an outstanding dancer and you treat the battlefield like it is your stage.

Your movements swift and laced with elegance. It’s always extremely difficult to predict your next moves. Your footing carefully calculated as you deflect all of his upcoming attacks.

Luke is also quick to encounter your offense as he blocks the side your blade that was aiming at his neck.

With such close proximity, Luke can see how the sun compliments your e/c irises. Complimenting every contrast and detail of the pupil.

Gods were your eyes always this beautiful? Were you always this beautiful?

Luke feels himself caught in a trance just for a second before earning back his composure. But one second is enough for you trip his leg leading him to fall right on his back as he looses his grip on his sword.

The sides of your blade nearly makes contact with his neck as you lay above him giving him a look of triumph.

“Yn, have I told you how beautiful you look on top of me right now?” The boy starts causing you to roll your eyes and scoff at his antics.

“Yeah, try again because that’s not going to work on me, Luke.” You press the blade against his adam’s apple causing him to wince slightly.

The crowd wonders on what was happening and why hasn’t Luke gave a sign of defeat knowing well that being under your sword doesn’t give him a good chance at winning.

They fail to see how his right hand is slowly reaching discreetly trying to get ahold of his fallen blade.

Luke lets out a lighthearted chuckle, his eyes never leaving yours. “I like you, Yn. Let’s go on a date.”

Now this caught you off guard. “What?”

The sly swordsman took your state to his advantage as he unclasps his knee from your hold and flipped your positions, your sword disregard in the process.

With his blade firm in his right hand, now it’s his turn to reside his sword against your neck, just like you did to him a few seconds ago.

You try fighting back but he just tuts and starts applying more pressure to his blade before you finally give the sign of defeat.

The Hermes cabin roared with glee congratulating their win, knowing that their head counselor will never fail them.

Luke quickly stands his ground giving you a helping hand, in which you accepted with a smile. He pulls you up against him, the sudden movement made you loose your footing but he’s quick to steady you with his free hand placed on your waist.

“So, about that date.”

#luke castellan x reader #luke castellan x you #luke castellan #pjo x reader #percy jackson x reader #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #pjo series #pjo tv show

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pepprs · 2 years

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ok mutuals i know this is cringe i am so aware and i am so sorry. but this is my…………………… warrior cat oc who represents me (i am so so so so sorry. i am so sorry.) and im doing some tweaks to her design rn and i can’t decide whether she looks better with or without this like spiky cheek fluff that’s supposed to make her face look more starlike. so what do u think. vote now on ur phones (without fluff on the left, with fluff on the right)

#my art #i have been doodling this silly little cat all over the place for almost 10 yrs btw. and i VERY much suffer from same face syndrome with #both cats and ppl and ive been trying to add like unique variations and stuff when i draw but it’s rly hard. (also ive been getting back in #into drawing if u couldn’t tell. i straight up stopped when i was in college bc i just couldn’t function and this was not the thing i #thought i would come back to once i got out of school but here i am swimming in warrior cats stuff again at age 23 💀💀💀) BUT ANYWAYS. i am #adding butterfly and star motifs to this character who is also me. like u can see her ears are kinda wobbly bc they’re supposed to be shape #like butterfly wings! but the star thing isn’t as evident so I thought maybe the cheek fluff would be nice but then it’s like.. the ear #wobble is already a change and im just worried i will forget the cheek fluff when i doodle her and stuff. ive been rly lenient w how i draw #fluff on cats and stuff and i want to get better at it but i feel like i’ll annoy myself if i mess around w it. but it looks good and is #symbolic so idk 😭 ofc like i would be the best judge of this bc I know what my comfort level is and stuff but … do u like the fluff is what #im asking i guess. and do u think i should carry it forward and make it a thing even if it takes a while to get used to #purrs #i feel so cringe posting my warrior cats characters but idk. it’s my blog i get to post whatever i want so this is what im posting 🤸🏻‍♀️#ALSO plus when i doodle i already majorly simplify her markings so it’s just the freckles. and the markings im whatever about but i feel #like the physicality is really important smth i would always capture no matter how intense the drawing is and smth i kinda want to #challenge myself to get better / more consistent at a little bit. so yeah. idk #pepe

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prythianpages · 2 months

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When I Kissed the Teacher | Azriel

Summary: After crushing on Azriel for almost a year, Nesta dares you to kiss him during Valkyrie training.

Warning: reader thirsting for Az and fluff for my batboy ♥

A/N: @daycourtofficial suggested this song and idea! Though I did a poll and Az won, I couldn't help myself and also write a version for Cas (you can read it here) as a huge thank you for following and reading my stuff. I just reached 1K followers ♥

This is part of my ABBA x ACOTAR series (masterlist) where I dedicate a song to a character (:

The first moment you saw Azriel, you were instantly drawn to him.

His sun kissed skin radiated warmth. The hazel depths of his eyes hinted at wisdom earned through ages. His dark hair, a cascade of silken strands, framed a face sculpted to perfection. The Illyrian leathers he wore were a gift from the gods themselves as they only highlighted the well-defined muscles that lay beneath…

And his wings? Gods, those wings of his. They were massive yet delicate and iridescent. The way they always unfurled with such grace had your own wings fluttering in response.

But it wasn’t just the arresting beauty that surpassed all males you’ve encountered that drew you in. It was the impeccable way he carried himself. The mastery he exuded in combat, the patience he had while training you because if you’re going to be honest, you’re sure you pushed him past his limits. Yet, no matter how tough he was on you during training, Azriel was always kind to you outside of training grounds.

It didn’t take you long to fall for him and it didn’t matter how much you unleashed your inner turmoil onto the punching bag. Nothing could shake the strange fluttering sensation in your stomach every time your mind drifted to him. It’s like there were a million butterflies fluttering in your stomach.

Sweat glistens on your forehead and your eyebrows furrow in concentration, too lost in your thoughts to pay mind to the silent spectator that had arrived minutes ago…until he finally steps out from the shadows and speaks.

“I’d hate to be the one on your mind right now.”

A misplaced punch lands awkwardly, causing a sharp pain to shoot through your hand. “Azriel,” you breathe, your cheeks flushing as you cradle your hand close to your chest. If only he knew…

“Fuck,” Azriel curses, hazel eyes flashing with concern. He swiftly closes the distance between and gently takes your injured hand into his, inspecting it with a small frown. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“You could never scare me.”

Azriel raises an eyebrow, eyes lifting to meet yours. “Is that so?” He replies, a hint of amusement in his voice. “I think I may be going too soft on you then”

“Soft?” You exhale in an incredulous manner, remembering the way your last training session with Azriel had ended.

He had taunted you and your Illyrian blood had heated at the challenge in his words, allowing him to coax you into combating him. Of course, you were no match for him. You had begun training only a year ago, thanks to Emerie’s invitation. Azriel had centuries on you. Your muscles were still aching from the aftermath.

Azriel chuckles. “Come,” he says, guiding you back into the house. His hand holds onto your wrist lightly, being careful so as not to hurt your injured hand further. “Let’s get you patched up.”

As Azriel carefully attends to your hand, you can’t help the way your gaze lingers on him. His features are tense with concentration and concern, unbothered by the dark fringe that falls slightly over his eyes. Your uninjured hand is itching to run through those dark strands and brush his hair back for him.

You swear your heart skips a beat when Azriel lifts his gaze, catching your brazen staring. A flush spreads across your cheeks, and you quickly avert your gaze, missing the subtle, self-satisfied smile that graces Azriel's lips.

The sudden intrusion of Nesta breaks the spell, her figure leaning against the doorframe with crossed arms, an amused twinkle in her gaze. While you were oblivious to Azriel's reaction, Nesta, caught the soft smile he allowed himself.

“Am I interrupting something?”

Both of you turn your heads to find Nesta. There’s a smirk on her face as her eyes flicker between you and Azriel.

“Uh, no. Not at all,” you stammer, attempting to mask your embarrassment. “Just a little injury, that’s all.”

“Nothing to worry yourself over, Nesta,” Azriel chimes in, lowering his gaze to secure the bandage wrapped around your hand. “All done.”

“Thanks, Azriel.”

Azriel rises to his feet, and the shadows that dance around his shoulders seem to buzz with excitement over the soft way you had said his name. He pats your thigh, suppressing his smile as he stands.

Nesta's smirk transforms into a sly grin, her keen eyes not missing the way Azriel keeps his gaze averted from you to save you from further embarrassment. It doesn’t matter, anyway. His shadows are happy to inform him of the mortified look you send Nesta’s way followed by the way you silently mouth “stop” at her.

"Well, that’s great news,” Nesta replies, grasping your uninjured hand and pulling you to your feet. “Thank you for taking care of her, Az. Now, if you don’t mind, y/n here is late to girl’s night.”

As Nesta ushers you out, Azriel watches with a mixture of amusement and warmth in his hazel eyes. Unbeknownst to you, the unexpected emotions that had taken residence in your heart were mirrored in Azriel’s.

Under the soft glow of fairy lights, you sit cross-legged on the plush rug, facing Nesta while Emerie and Gwyn sit on either side of you. An array of snacks, provided by the sentient house, sits in the middle of the circle you and your friends formed. And of course, it wouldn’t be a girl’s night without the age-old game of truth or dare.

“Your turn,” Emerie grins at you, exchanging a knowing look with the other two females. “Truth or dare?”

Given the mischievous glint in Nesta’s eyes, it was an obvious choice for you. Truth would be the safer option. Emerie’s grin falters, disappointed by your choice.

However, Gwyn sees an opportunity. She wraps her blanket tighter around herself, shifting in her spot eagerly. She leans forward to grab a chocolate covered strawberry before nonchalantly asking: “Do you like Azriel?”

Nesta scoffs, throwing her hands in the air. “Oh, come on. Like we even have to ask.”

“True,” Gwyn giggles. “But I want to hear her say it.”

Heat rises to your cheeks for the third time tonight, creating a persistent warmth that makes you wonder if you might give yourself a fever. Your friends collectively hold their breaths in anticipation. Nesta’s gaze remains fixed on you, unwavering.

“Yes.”

The room erupts into squeals and teasing remarks, and your eyes widen, urging them to hush, terrified that Azriel, who is upstairs, might hear. It’s a futile attempt as their cheers only grow louder, making you bury your face in her hands.

“He likes you too.”

Your peak out from beneath your fingers. “What makes you say that?”

Nesta laughs in response but Emerie and Gywn are quick to tease you even further. Gywn assumes the role of Azriel while Emerie assumes the role of you as they exchange glances and lingering touches. The two females jump to their feet and wooden swords appear in front of them. You look up with a glare directed at the sentient house.

With a swift flick of her wrist, Gwyn uses her wooden sword to knock Emerie’s out of her hand. “Again,” Gwyn nearly growls as she tries to mimic Azriel’s deep voice.

“I can’t,” Emerie replies, feigning shyness.

“I don’t sound like that!” You cry out in disbelief, turning to Nesta. “I don’t sound like that, right?”

Nesta shrugs her shoulders, eyes sparkling with mirth at the scene before her. Emerie and Gwyn ignore your protests, continuing to pretend to be you and Azriel.

“Oh, Azriel, my love,” Emerie swoons, the back of her hand flying to her forehead while her other hand hangs in the air. “I think I sprained my wrist.”

Gwyn gasps dramatically, diving in to catch Emerie before she could fall back against the fortress of pillows behind her. “No, not my sweet y/n, who I’m absolutely smitten with” Gwyn coos, bringing Emerie’s “injured” hand to her lips and kissing it.

Then, Gwyn and Emerie absolutely lose it, the two females falling onto the fortress of pillows as laughter consumes them, unfazed by the glare you’re now directing to them. Nesta stifles her own laughter, turning her attention back to you.

“He definitely likes you,” she repeats, her words awakening the butterflies in your stomach. You wonder if she can hear them fluttering too. “But he won’t make the first move. You’re going to have to do it yourself.”

“Absolutely not!”

Nesta grins at you. “We’ll see about that.”

“Whatever,” you huff out. “It’s your turn now. Truth or dare?”

The night wears on, filled with more laughter, more shared secrets, and the occasional embarrassing dare. You got your friends back by daring them to have multiple spoonfuls of ice cream and tomato sauce. The house keeps you well supplied with snacks and your glasses of wine never go empty.

When it’s your turn again, you hesitate for a moment. You had thought “truth” had been the safer option but now, you know there is no safe option.

This time, you decide to be brave.

“Dare.”

"Fucking finally," Emerie grins, looking at Nesta while Gwyn smiles at you. Their plan is unfolding seamlessly...

“We dare you to kiss Azriel tomorrow after training.”

Your eyes widen in panic. “What? No way!”

Nesta, seemingly unfazed, inspects her nails with feigned boredom. "Coward," she mutters under her breath.

Her words, though hushed, ignite something deep within you. Your Illyrian blood stirs, the challenge resonating in your veins. Your eyes narrow, fixing on Nesta. "What did you say?"

Nesta meets your gaze as she repeats herself. Louder, this time. “Coward.”

The room falls into a hushed silence as your friends await your response. You bite your lip, contemplating the audacious dare. It was not in your nature to back down from a challenge.

After what felt like an eternity, you let out a deep exhale.

“Fine, I’ll do it.”

You didn’t sleep at all last night but as Azriel circles around you, his eyes holding a glint of challenge, you are wide awake. Emerie, Gwyn and Nesta watch from the benches facing the sparring grounds while Cassian watches from a closer distance, keenly assessing your every move. Too caught up in your feelings over Azriel, you had failed to realize that this morning’s training session was an evaluation of the skills you had been working on over the past couple of months.

To say you're nervous was an understatement because not only did you have to prove yourself as the aspiring Valkyrie you’d like to become, you also had to prove to Nesta that you were not a coward. Taking a deep breath, your grip tightens on your sword.

Azriel, with his wings casting shadows on the ground, moves with grace. Each movement is precise and deliberate as your swords meet in a flurry of strikes, the sound of steel ringing in the air. Though you struggle, you do your best to keep up and hold your ground, determination burning bright.

Sweat begins to cling to your skin and your envious of the way Azriel hasn’t even broken a sweat himself. With every strike of his and every parry of yours, he continues to push you, his strikes growing harsher and stronger. You literally blink and in that swift second, Azriel knocks your sword out of your grip. A hiss escapes you and you swear your hear Gwyn and Emerie snicker from the sidelines as they find this situation all too familiar.

With a sweep of his leg, you lose your balance and find yourself falling onto one of the training mats. Azriel’s lips twitch upwards as he points his sword toward you. “Do you yield?”

You are weaponless and at his mercy but your stubbornness continues to burn bright. “No.”

In a sudden burst of energy, you land a kick on him, knocking his sword out of his grip just as he did to yours. The bold move leaves him momentarily stunned, his shadows coiling back in surprise. You take full advantage of his distraction, hooking your other leg behind his knees and bringing him down to the mat with you.

Azriel can only blink up at you as you straddle him, eyes widening when he feels a dagger–his dagger–pressed against his throat. How did you–

He’s unable to finish his thought as you shift above him and swallows thickly at the sensation of your body on top of his. The way your breathing is shallow and uneven and the way he can feel the warmth radiating off your body–

“You will.”

Your words have his attention drifting back to you. A radiant smile breaks across your face and his own lips curl upwards, hazel eyes softening as they stare into yours. “I yield,” he murmurs, ever so quietly, you wonder if you imagined it.

Your gaze drifts down to his lips and then back to his eyes. He does the same. And then the next moment, you’re kissing him. Softly and hesitantly, at first, but when Azriel responds, your heart fills with warmth. Your lips move against his with eager urgency.

Truthteller falls from your grasp and you bring your hand to grasp at the back of his neck instead, pulling him even closer. His hands find their place at your waist to keep you in place but then screams and squeals are piercing through the air. You’re immediately pulling away and jumping to your feet, absolutely flustered because in the heat of the moment, you had forgotten all about the audience you had.

You glance down at Azriel, desperately seeking a sign, but his expression is a mix of surprise and confusion. He looks nearly petrified. Your heart races and you begin to wonder if perhaps, you are a coward because all you want to do is run.

Your hand flies to your mouth. Doubts claw at the edges of your courage. What if Nesta was wrong? What if Azriel didn't like you? And you've just made a fool of yourself in front of him–your teacher– and your friends.

Turning around, your eyes meet with the delightfully entertained audience. Gwyn and Emerie, caught up in the drama, cling to each other with excitement and unrestrained giggles. Nesta stands with the same smirk she gave you the night before though there’s a flicker of surprise in her blue-grey eyes. She hadn't expected you to follow through with the dare.

Meanwhile, Cassian’s gaze is fixed on the body behind you and he throws his head back in laughter. Ignoring the whispers and amused glances from those around you, you hastily make your exit, blind to the way you left Azriel a blushing fool.

Cassian approaches his friend, who remains rooted to his spot on the floor. Azriel is still processing the whirlwind of emotions you've stirred within him. There’s a teasing grin on Cassian’s lips. “Are you okay there, Az? You look a little–”

Azriel snaps out of the trance you've cast upon him to glare up at his friend. “Fuck off.”

He then jumps to his feet, dusting himself off and ignoring the curious glances of the females nearby. Determination fills his eyes as his head turns toward the direction you ran off to. He fears you have misinterpreted his initial shock and he can’t let this moment slip away.

He needs to feel your soft lips against his again and more importantly, he needs to tell you that he feels the same way.

a/n: Hope you all enjoyed this one! Cas's version is already up!

tagging: @hellodarling1357, @kennedy-brooke, @scooobies

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