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mysicklove · 6 months

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summary: Yuuji finds himself sick, and it gives him a perfect opportunity to spend time with his older brother.

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a/n: its back friends. all i think about is them.

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Yuuji lets out a mucus-filled cough and Sukuna cringes. The toddler turns to him and sniffles with a frown on his face. The elder, in return, rolls his eyes but readjusts the cool rag on his brother's forehead. "Don't look at me like that. Whose fault is this? If you do stupid things, you have to pay the consequences, little pest."

The boy doesn't move; instead, he just stubbornly shakes his head. "W-Wanted to play!"

"In the rain? Without any warm clothes? You truly are an idiot," Sukuna scolds, grabbing Yuuji's water bottle from the nightstand and forcing it into the little boy's mouth.

Yuuji developed a fever this morning after sneaking out into the backyard last night to play in the rain puddles. Now he was stuck in bed, which was hard for the toddler who was always on the go and harder for Sukuna, who has to pretend that he isn't worried sick.

You walk into the boy's room, and Yuuji immediately looks towards you. He tears the sippy cup from his mouth and lets out a high-pitched whine, already beginning to reach his arms toward you. He knows youll coddle him, unlike his brother, and the exhausted boy was craving attention. When you make it over the bed, he reaches his hands upward to you and pleads, "Up! Up!"

You frown at the boy, already reaching down to scoop him up, but Sukuna quickly intervenes, gently slapping your hand away. "No. He might get you sick too. Brat, you stay in bed."

The toddler opens his mouth to protest, but another cough cuts him off. Then, with watery eyes, he turns to Sukuna and nods. "Yes, b-brother."

You coo at the boy, using your palm to cup his warm cheek and thumb at the soft skin. Yuuji rests his entire head on the touch, and you frown. "Poor baby," You sigh, and Yuuji, ever the one to love being doted on, nods pitifully, adding an extra sniffle for effect. Sukuna almost rolls his eyes at the action.

"Why don't you coddle me like that when I am sick?" Sukuna complains before reaching over and pulling the blanket higher up Yuuji's chest. The boy mumbles out a thank you, but the elder ignores him.

"You whine too much, act like you are dying. Yuuji isn't being dramatic, huh Yuuji?" The boy nods, gripping your arm and rubbing his face into your hand.

"No," he mumbles, "Not being dramatic!" He lets out a loud whine, and Sukuna already knows what's coming. "Feel so bad. Hurts!"

The boy seems to curl around your arm, and Sukuna sighs. "Yeah. Not dramatic at all." The kid sounds exactly like Sukuna when he is sick. Just minutes before, he proclaimed to Sukuna that he wanted to play again, even if he was still immensely ill. He just wanted attention, and it was obvious to everyone but you.

"I know, I know. I'm sorry, Yuuji. I brought you some medicine that will make you feel better." The boy's face drops at the word, and he hesitantly lets go of your arm. Sukuna barks a laugh at Yuuji's now twisted face.

The toddler shakes his head gently, too tired to show his real disapproval. "N-No! No medicine!" It always tasted horrible to the toddler, and he knows that if he whines enough, he may be able to get his way.

Sukuna sighs, holding out his hand to you, and you drop the bottle into it. Then, he pours a copious amount of the pink strawberry-flavored liquid, made specifically for children, into the small measuring cup.

Yuuji starts to scoot backward on the bed, trying to create some distance between the two. The elder does not let him go far – he grabs Yuuji's hand and places the small cup into it. "Now drink it, or I'm forcing it down your throat."

The boy gulps, glancing at you, who gives him an encouraging nod. Then he places it to his lips but pauses. "Go on," Sukuna demands.

"I want a treat after!"

Sukunas barks a malicious laugh, and you raise your eyebrows at the boy. You have never heard him try to negotiate before. "Bullshit. Your "treat" is not to be stuck in bed, weakling."

You narrow your eyes at him when you hear the curse word, but Sukuna shrugs it off. Yuuji, on the other hand, eyes widen, and he shakes his head. "Bad word!" He then turns to you in confirmation, pointing at his brother. "He said a bad word!"

You nod your head at him, trying to hide a smile. You were glad that your lessons of not saying curse words stuck with the boy, even with his brother's foul mouth. "Yes, he did. Sukuna, now you definitely owe him a treat afterward."

Sukuna glares at you, but you are used to it, so you instead just flash him a grin. You have told him a multitude of times how you feel about him saying curse words in front of the kid. You didn't want him to grow up so similarly to Sukuna; as much as you love the man, his dirty mouth is not something you hope Yuuji will inherit.

Sukuna turns his attention back to his brother. "You little–"

"Please, Kuna?" Yuuji pleads, letting out another cough that makes him nervous. He rubs at his temple.

"Fine. Whatever. Just drink it, you manipulative brat." Yuujis eyes lighten up, and he brings the artificially smelling liquid to his mouth, cringing but drinking the entire thing. When he pulls away, his face is contorted in disgust, and he looks toward you. You run your fingers through his hair and praise the small boy, grabbing the small cup from his hands.

Sukuna curtly nods his head. "Good. Well, sorry to burst your bubble, brat, but we are out of chocolate. No treat for you," He fake pouts at the boy, but Yuuji, in turn, just shakes his head with a small smile.

"Not what I want."

Sukuna raises his eyebrow, thinking for a second, before sighing. "We are out of popsicles too."

"Not that either!" Yuuji shakes his head with this one, and you cock your head to the side in confusion.

Sukuna borderline growls at the boy. "We are not watching Human Earthworm 2. Last time you nearly pissed yourself from how afraid you were." You laugh at the memory, remembering how much Yuuji pleaded to watch it for days, only to have it be turned off twenty minutes into the movie. The poor boy would make Sukuna walk him to the bathroom at night because he was so afraid of being alone in the dark.

Yuuji pouts at him, and another small cough it let out. You grab him some more water, and the boy mumbles a thank you before turning back to his brother. "I wasn't scared! And no, not that either!"

Sukuna pinches the bridge of his nose, trying not to lose his temper. "What do you want then?"

The smile on Yuuji's face returns, even with the pinkened cheeks and the little bits of sweat on his temples. "Want Kuna to cuddle me!"

Your eyes widen, and you can't stop the laugh that leaves your mouth. Sukuna, on the other hand, goes silent for a long moment. "Not happening. Pick something else."

Yuuji whines out, shaking his head stubbornly. "Nooooo. You said I get a treat!"

"You are going to get me sick."

The boy sniffles at him, shaking his head. "Th-Thought brother was the strongest…"

This makes you grin, knowing your lover's ego well. And just like you thought, Sukuna lets out a dramatically large sigh. "Fucking–Fine. Whatever. Scoot over." You and Yuuji both let the curse word slide, being shocked at him actually agreeing.

Yuuji slides over, and Sukuna forces his way under the blankets beside the boy. You sit and watch as Yuuji basically scampers up Sukuna's chest until his head is placed in the elder's neck and his entire body is on top of the man. "Okay, really?" Sukuna grumbles, and you chuckle at him. "Are you some sort of spider monkey now?"

The boy hums in agreement, pressing himself impossibly closer to his brother. You take this time to stand up from the bed, having no room to fit you both. Sukuna watches you begin to leave and frowns at you. "Where are you going?"

This was a perfect time to give them some bonding time. So you shrug, "I'll be right back."

"You better be," Sukuna grumbles and Yuuji coincidentally sneezes into his neck. The man's whole body jerks, and he cringes. "Hey! None of that, that's disgusting!"

Yuuji whimpers, wrapping his arms tighter around his brother as if he was afraid to leave. Then he whispers an apology, and Sukuna rolls his eyes again.

You grab the door to the handle and step outside. "Well, have fun you two. Yuuji, feel better!"

Yuujis cranes his neck to look at you and waves back to you with a small smile, content in his position. Sukuna, on the other hand, glares at you. "Dont you dare leave me here with this brat."

You huff a laugh, ignoring him and already planning what movie you will watch by yourself. "Love you!"

"Hey!" He yells when you shut the door on him.

And, of course, luck is not always on Sukuna's side. When you come to check on them two hours later, you find them both passed out – Yuuji practically smothers Sukuna with his tiny body, drooling on the elder's face. You leave them like that, not thinking much of it.

But three days go by, and somehow Sukuna finds himself stuck in bed with a fever. He never dared to mention that Yuuji probably got him sick, his pride getting the better of him.

You and the kid walk into your shared bedroom, Yuuji with a massive smile, finally feeling better, and you with a content grin. Sukuna slowly peers over to the door and groans out loud and dramatic.

"Dont worry, Kuna! Dr. Yuuji is here to take care of you!" He cheers, grabbing his toy stethoscope and shuffling over to the bed. He manages to climb onto the bed with his brother without much trouble, and you follow him, sitting on the bed next to your lover. Like you did with Yuuji, you ran your fingers through his hair, trying to comfort him.

Sukuna peers at you, eyes slightly lighting up and a familiar grin pulling at his face. You already know something inappropriate is about to leave his mouth.

"I would feel so much better if you were in a nurse costume right now." But before you could try to reply, Yuuji shuts him up by shoving a toy thermometer into his mouth.

#mello.writes #big brother au #sukuna x reader #kid yuuji #sukuna x you #sukuna fluff #yuuji fluff #yuuji tadori fluff #jjk fluff #jjk x reader #reader insert #x reader #gn reader #gn! reader

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obm-avenquire · 1 year

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Obey Me! Seven Minutes In Heaven Hell

[I’m honouring my rotten god awful roots from hell. Put up with it. I hope this gives someone whiplash. I am writing this both as a joke and with complete sincerity and i wont be explaining myself if you get it you get it if you dont then i hope youll find it entertaining anyway. I used my own deviantart for 2012 for reference for this]

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Another day, another party in the Devildom.

You have no idea how any of them have energy for all this - it feels like every week someone will pull some cause for celebration out of thin air and suddenly they’ve hired a catering company and a truckload of helium balloons. Of course, Diavolo - fuelled by his unending fear of missing out and need for enrichment - enables it every time, doing everything he can to get himself and everyone else you know invited. Which is…fine, you like seeing them all. In moderation. At none noisy crowded events. Ah, well. Such is the burden of a dating sim protagonist. Slumber parties at the castle are a little less high maintenance at least.

You’re pulled from your thoughts when Asmodeus calls your name, waving you over with Demonus-flushed cheeks before dragging you away from the balcony and back into the big guest room-turned-common-room-sleeping-area. You definitely think there’s a better way to phrase that, but you barely have time to think when Asmo is pushing you to sit down in the collective circle (his strength always surprises you, and he’s maybe just a little too tipsy to regulate it properly), pressing a kiss on your cheeks before running off to herd together the rest of the group.

You look around the circle, giving Satan an affirming but vague nod that he returns with an equally innocuous smile, which you accept as you always do and go back to your usual little headcount. Belphegor was dozing on the sofa, threatening to sprawl over Satan (who was ‘gently’ repositioning him whenever necessary), Mephistopholes (who had invited himself) was preaching his very special gospel to Beelzebub at the snack table while Asmodeus did whatever he could to wrangle the younger away because his plate was basically just a tower of snacks at this point and he could always get more later so if he would just pleeeeaaaaasssee-

You stop paying attention, instead giving Simeon and Raphael a little wave as they walk in.

“Welcome back,” You shuffle over slightly to make space for the two of them, Simeon sitting down next to you as Raphael decides to stand rigidly slightly off to the side just a little behind the sofa, and just…stay there. Well, whatever makes him comfortable, you guess. “Did Luke arrive safe?”

“He did, thankfully,” Simeon smiles, tucking his phone into the pockets of his trousers, “I can’t believe Serun broke all their bones and had to be hospitalised again. I feel awful not being able to visit, but, well…” He sighs, shrugging, “He wanted to go himself, and insisted he could manage, so…You know how he i-”

“What? I only came because I was promised melon cake!” You’re not sure where Thirteen popped up from, but she’s already on the armchair in the corner, kicking her legs over the armrests as she rolls her eyes. “What a waste of time.”

“Oh! Well, he still finished that, actually, so-” There’s a distinctive arcane shink sound that cuts Simeon off mid sentence. “Now, Raphael, put the spear away, you can’t do that here-” Ever the stickler for manners, it seems. Oh well. Not your problem.

“Hey, so I’ve been meaning to ask.” Thirteen raises her eyebrows at your voice, pupils knife-like and theatrically bitchy in the dim candlelight. “Why are you covered in soot.”

“Well,” She scoffs, clicking her tongue, “Since someone-” She glares at Solomon from across the room, who smiles very nicely and innocently through his conversation with Barbatos- “Decided to ‘dismantle’-” She does incredibly heavy and repeated air quotes with her fingers, “My special little bomb boy it exploded all wrong!”

“I understand completely. I’m sorry someone would ever do something so awful to you, you don’t deserve that even slightly.” She snorts, balling up the tissue she was using to wipe the ashes off her forearm and throws it at your head. It disintegrates in midair before so much as making contact, and you squint over in the sorcerer's direction. He’s not even looking your way, and Barbatos whispers something you can’t make out to him as Thirteen groans and throws up her hands in frustration, sliding into what must be an incredibly uncomfortable position. It doesn’t seem to bother her, though, and she picks at her nails grumpily. Oh well!

“-Stop complainin’ already, would it really kill ya to join in?” Mammon is doing everything in his power to pull Levi through the door by the collar of his coat, but the younger seems to be trying to retract his own head into his shirt like a turtle to try and get out of it.

“You’re killing me you’re the worst and I hate youandIhopeeverythingbadeverhappenstoyoua-”

“Yeah yeah whatever. Shut up and sit.” Mammon slings his arm over Levi’s shoulder, dragging him down into the circle just as Lucifer and Diavolo finally come back from whatever it was they were getting done.

“Lucifer, don’t make that face!” Diavolo nudges his bestest of friends, who looks particularly miserable, even as Barbartos silently refills his glass before they all, too, sit to join, the prince and his right hand man on the final empty sofa, the butler instead choosing to kneel neatly a little off to the side from Mammon and Levi. Satan adeptly shoves Belphegor upwards at just the right timing for Beelzebub to sit down (his twin slumps right back into his shoulder). Mephistopholes complains that there isn’t a proper place to sit til Mammon trips him and he ungracefully tries to pass it off as deciding to sit on the floor as Thirteen barks a sharp laugh at him.

A pleasant hum of conversation settles through the room, Asmodeus stumbling into hugging Solomon, whispering something between the invocation trio that you can’t quite make out before spinning around and clapping his hands together (cutely. It’s important to emphasise that he did this so so cutely) to get everyone’s attention.

“E---veryone!!!” He waits a few seconds for silence, shooting a glare at whoever dares to continue in the wake of this very very important announcement. “It’s time for a very special game! Have we all heard of 7 minutes in heaven?” He bounces on the tips of his feet in excitement despite the lukewarm reception. “Okay well that’s a mostly no then I guess- Honestly! I know it’s a human world thing, but really?” He pouts, and you note that Diavolo’s visible excitement has increased exponentially already.

“Allow me to explain,” Solomon cuts in, confirming your suspicion that he’d been somehow roped into this. “Two or more participants are selected - in our case by drawing lots - to go into a closet or equivalent and do whatever they like for 7 minutes.” Everyone seems a lot more attentive, suddenly. “Ah, of course, we’ll be taking magic precautions to make sure that there’s no cheating, and certainly no one breaking into the closet before time is up,” He grins, clearly enjoying this already.

“The heck.” Mammon grumbles, oddly fidgety all of a sudden, “There ain’t even a closet in here,” Leviathan nods aggressively. He’s sweating.

“Hm? Oh! That won’t be a problem, haha! Barbatos was kind enough to offer to help out with that,” The aforementioned butler steps aside to reveal a simple wooden door on the wall that decidedly hadn’t been there earlier. “We even made sure it was sound-proofed! You know, just in case.”

“What a curious game! Shall we start right away?” Diavolo beams, inadvertently cutting off Mephistopholes, who’d just opened his mouth to no doubt complain that this sort of juvenile and inappropriate game had no place at a gathering with the Devildom’s one and only prince.

“Yes!! Everyone write your name on a piece of paper, okay?” Asmo begins handing out paper and pens to everyone, shushing any complaining he meets. “You don’t have to play! It just means you’re boring and no fun and that you’ll never get a chance like this again.”

Better write your name, then. You’d hate to miss out.

You watch as Barbatos collects everyone’s paper slips, dropping them into a glass bowl and shaking periodically to shuffle them well. You immediately lose track of yours, so you figure that it’s worked. After what feels like a slightly inordinate amount of time, everyone seems to have put their name in the bowl - sure, some were more…begrudging or in need of convincing than others, but that’s normal! Anyways-

“Oooo I’ve been waiting for this all evening!” Asmodeus grabs the bowl, tap-tap-tapping along the rim for effect, perfectly manicured nails making a pleasant ASMR-esque tink noise. “Right, first u-”

“Uhm, how do- how do we know you’re, uh, not rigging this?” Asmo whips his head around to stare open-mouthed at Levi.

“Excuse me? I would never-”

“Mm, there’s no guarantee though, is there?” Asmodeus pouts at Satan, grumbling something about being personally offended and making sure to snitch next time Satan asks him for a favour.

“Fine! Since I’m so untrustworthy and awful-” The smile is switched back on as he saunters over to you, swishing the bowl around carefully before holding it out to you. “Why don’t you pick? No one will complain then, right?”

The silence in the room means yes, presumably.

“Go on hun! Don’t be nervous-” He winks, and your mouth quirks into a smile to humour him, carefully reaching into the bowl for two slips of paper, pulling them out and carefully unfolding them to reveal-

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[As is tradition, I'll be uploading the individual 'endings' as I write them :) I'll be putting a poll up on my account for who to write first (within reason, I don't think tumblr will let me put up enough options to cover everyone) so feel free to suggest people in the replies/tags too!! there will be no luke option becuz i dont know how to put hardware destroying malware in clickable links yet sory :( feel free to simulate the experience urself tho!!]

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medusavsviperz · 2 months

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DOGDAY X READER HC

warnings: smut!!! cussing

relationship: dogday x fem!reader

writing type: second person

genre: smut

Submissive Dogday

• Dogday is a very passionate and patient lover.

• constantly asking if you are okay during sex (hes a big boy and he knows it)

• gets all bashful and whimpers when you suck/jerk him off.

• not one for public sex

• also likes doggy (ironic lol)

• listens to your every command (you did save him after all)

• worships you. (like catnap)

• has a literal dog like tongue. it has a wider bottom and is rough. great for eating you out

• lets you do whatever you want to him.

• literally LIVES to please you

• always horny

DOMINANT DOGDAY

• he only gets this way if hes in a bad mood

• will fuck you into oblivion

• doesnt care as much

• chokes you

• LOVE LOVE LOVES to tie you up with his belt

• by the time you're done, youll have bite marks all over you.

• will face fuck you so hard. then not return the favor.

• when he cums, hell make sure its all over your face. or hell have you swallow it. and if he does, you better swallow it all.

• will apologize after, but it lowkey turns you on

created by medusavsviperz

#poppy playtime #fanart #catnap #dogday #artists on tumblr #daddy k!nk #deep sleep #daddy's good girl #daddy’s babygirl #hot as fuck #so fuckable #sexy content #ns/fw #dogday x reader #dogday x y/n #dogday x player

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talaok · 7 months

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Hey, I have this huge exam next week, it’s the biggest exam of my life so far and I’m stressed af. I consider myself a chill person but I’m feeling beyond anxious all the time and I have never felt this stressed in my life. It’s so hard to take care of myself rn like I don’t feel like eating but I have to because I’m nauseous and then I can’t find anything I’d like to eat and it makes me more anxious IT’S A VICIOUS CYCLE I SWEAR AND APPARENTLY I HAVE TO EAT EVERY FOUR HOURS EVERY DAY BC I’M A HUMAN??

anyway, sorry for oversharing. I was gonna ask if you could write sth with pedro taking care of stressed reader, making sure she eats and is hydrated, filing up her coffee, cuddling with her when she has crying sessions wiping her tears and telling her everything’s gonna be okay and he’s gonna be there for her with every step no matter what. I literally crave comfort right now, and I’d be so grateful if you could write something 🥹

I love how caring and kind you are with asks, thank you so so so much for being here. Love you 💕💕💕💕

pairing: Pedro pascal x reader

a/n: Im so so sorry love, im one hundred percent sure youll do great, but in the meantime, i hope this will make you feel a little bit better, love you💗💗 (this ask did skip the line bc if i posted it two weeks from now it wouldn't have made any sense)

He didn't know how or when, but all of a sudden, all you did was study.

And at first, he didn't really think anything of it, you'd told him about the exam and about how important it was, so he understood, but what he didn't expect, was just how much you'd be studying.

You raised your head only to answer him, and even when you did, it was monosyllabic.

"Have you eaten anything?"

"no"

"did you drink any water today?"

"not really"

And no matter how many times he'd tell you how bad for you that was, the next time he asked, the answers were always the same. And that's exactly why by the second day, he had stopped asking and instead, started doing.

He had conceived a whole plan of attack.

For the days when he, unfortunately, had to go to work, he left two full water bottles and a glass on your desk, and an already cooked lunch in the fridge, so that all you needed to do was heat it up in the microwave.

But on the days when he didn't have to go to work, he took it upon himself to become your personal assistant, and your worst nightmare altogether.

No matter how much you complained, he forced you to take a break at least every two hours, he made sure you were drinking the water he poured into your glass, he made you coffee every time you asked, (always only after having reminded you that you didn't need more coffee but more sleep) and finally, he cooked or ordered all of your favorite foods in the hopes that it would make you feel more like eating (which never seemed to work).

Today, thankfully, he got to stay home, so for the thousand time, he walked into the studio to check in on you.

"hey there" he smiled, watching you half-heartedly wave at him before returning your full attention to your book "I brought you a snack," he said, placing the apple slices on your desk and making a soft laugh flee your mouth.

He had turned into a soccer mom, but god it felt good to hear you laugh again.

He got behind you to start gently massaging what he was sure must have been sore shoulders.

"how's it going?"

"bad" you grumbled, relaxing the tiniest bit at his touch

"I'm sorry" he murmured, leaning down to kiss the crown of your head "you wanna take a break?"

"It's not been two hours yet"

"I know, but I think it would be good for you" he explained "We could take a walk maybe"

You sighed, closing your eyes "I can't"

"sweetheart" he cooed, crouching down to be at your level and turning your chair towards him "you're gonna burn yourself out if you continue like this"

"I know but..." you glanced back at your notes "I can't fail this exam"

"and you're not gonna" he immediately reassured you

He watched something happen behind your eyes,

"not if I keep taking breaks"

"baby-" he murmured, taking your hand in his and watching as your mouth curved downwards for the quickest moment

"I just-I'm so anxious," you said, your voice breaking "I-I can't fail- I just can't"

"hey hey hey" he cooed, his eyes looking for yours "Sweetheart, it's ok"

And that was the moment you couldn't hold it anymore, all the stress and fear you'd been bottling up for days started spilling from your eyes.

"n-no it's not, I-I... I don't even know, I just..." you sobbed, and when you looked at him, he swore he heard his heart break " I feel like shit"

"sugar..." he murmured, wasting no time wrapping his arms around you "I'm so sorry baby," he spoke gently to your ear as his hands stroked your hair and back

You hid your face in his chest as you cried all you had to cry.

"it's all gonna be alright sweetheart, I promise"

But at that, for some reason, you only started to cry harder.

"ok this is it, hold onto me"

And you had just the time to frown, before he had picked you up and walked out of the room and into the living room.

"w-what are you doing?"

"forcing you to take a break"

"I could have walked" A small smile appeared on your lips, and with it, a small wave of relief washed over Pedro's body.

"You've done enough today" he explained, sitting down on the couch with you, and in less than a moment, your whole body had clung to his.

Your left leg was draped over his, and your head was on his chest, as he held you close with both his arms.

"y/n, you're not gonna fail" he started gently "You're the smartest person I've ever met"

"That's not true" you muttered, your words muffled by his body

"yes it is" he insisted "And baby I promise you, that everything is gonna be alright" he swore, slowly running a hand through your hair "and that no matter what, I'm gonna be here for you, ok?"

It took a moment for you to respond, but after a few beats of silence, a muffled "ok" made its way to Pedro's ears.

"yeah?" he asked, again, encouraging you to meet his gaze.

"yeah" you sniffled, as you finally looked up

"Feeling better?"

"yes" you nodded "Thank you"

He tightened his hug, as he bent down, to ghost your mouth "I love you baby" he kissed you "Whatever you need, I'm always gonna be here for you"

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jisvno · 1 year

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tokyo revengers characters and their favourite way to have sex

ft; mikey, sanzu, rindou

genre; smut

tw; fem!reader, knife play (sanzu), "daddy' and 'master' (sanzu and rindou), idk just talking about sex

♡ manjiro 'mikey' sano

hes the type of person who doesnt like to move too much during sex, to be honest hes just really lazy lmao. thats why his fav positions are definitely cowgirl, lotus, and something like that, so youll the one jumping on his dick, and he will be able to watch your bouncing titties and the pleasure on your face. it usually lasts one or two rounds, bc hes too lazy to do more rounds. hes not too vocal, sometimes he groans, but he dont talk too much. he dont like sex to be rough, maybe only when hes stressed or pissed off by one of his gang fights, so in most times your sex is lazy and slow. also he really likes when you give him a blowjob, especially on rough days, it allows him to chill out and relax. after sex, he always hugs you so tight and you two go to sleep together, because you both are so sleepy, and he dont have any strenght to give you any type of aftercare, other than hugging and sleeping together

♡ haruchiyo sanzu

this man. he loves sex, especially with you. always rough. his favourite positions are doggy style and reverse cowgirl, but hes not fussy as long as he can squeeze your neck and spank you. its always a minimum of three rounds, but often it goes to four or five, because he has a lot of stamina and a lot of emotions in him, which must somehow be released. he never moans, maybe sometimes he will groan, but mostly its dirty talking from him, sometimes lighter, sometimes stronger. he likes when you call him 'daddy', because then he feel so powerful. hes so into knife play, as long as you agree to do it, he loves to run a sharp knife or katana across your body, sometimes giving you little cuts that he takes care of later. always gives you a warm bath after sex, and then hes doing whatever you want, because he knows that he has exhausted you and he wants to give you something in return

♡ rindou haitani

sex with him is always full of teasing, but its rough too. he finally needs to release his emotions, after being compared to his brother and considered inferior all day. he doesnt really have a favourite position, he likes all of them, because each one has its advantages - he either sees your face and titties, or your ass, so hes always happy. usually your sex lasts two or three rounds. he likes when you call him 'master' or something like that, because this is building up his ego and then he feels a lot better than his brother. he constantly teasing you and joking, but hes moaning loud too. also hes a big fan of giving you head, like he can only live on eating you out. while he can squeeze your thighs and heat your little whimpers, he feels like heaven, and when your legs tighten around his head, he knows that he can stay there for hours and hours. after sex youre always laying in bed, cuddling, joking and teasing each other.

~ vani's note

hehe first time writing smut here, sorry im just having my sanzu and rindou brainrot and i cant get them out of my mind. please remember that requests are open!<3 and take care of yourselves!

see you next time!

~vani ♡

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gatorbites-imagines · 1 year

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Heyy!! I see your requests are opened again!

What if Kon was dating a masc reader who also has smell being a big part of their culture?

Like they are both scenting eachother and cuddling, Reader getting jealous if Kon smells a little too much like someone else.

And unlike with kyrtontians, humans can hear the reader purr.

Conner Kent/Kon-El x male reader

Headcanons

You are from an alien species, something that was connected to krypton one way or another thousands of years ago, leading you to sharing some similarities to Conner and other kryptonians.

Things like scent, marking and touch was important for both of your cultures, though for Conner it was more of an instinctual thing than for you, where it was rather something taught in most ways.

After the two of you started dating, you both also learned you had a similar organ in your throats that allowed you to purr, except the one you possessed had an extra muscle that made it possible for most beings to hear when you purred.

This meant of course you had to work on not purring at the wrong times, unlike Conner who could purr whenever he wanted since the only ones that could hear him were other kryptonians and yourself.

Conner would tease you by purring at you, which on instinct would make you purr at him in return, since you two care for one another in that instinctual way. He always ends up snickering when you give him the most unamused look when he does this.

You two are regularly found cuddling, be it on the couch, in the kitchen or even when there’s small breaks during training. You both end up subconsciously scenting one another without truly realizing.

It just feels right, so its only when someone asks what you two are up too, that you two realize you’ve been rubbing your chins on the others shoulders and scenting the other. Your both a little flustered about that in the beginning, until you both come to the conclusion that its equally important for both of you.

So after that you two just continue cuddling and scenting one another, though you are both conscious about it now and try to only do it when it wont get in the way of other people in some way.

The cuddling you two always results in the both of you purring, but since you are the only one people can hear, you tend to be the one your friend’s tease. Of course they don’t mean it maliciously, they find you two adorable together, like a pair of big cuddly cats.

There has even been times when you have been in a horrible mood, so Wally wanted to try out a theory of his. The speedster walked up to you where you were sitting and brooding, and showed you a video he had taken of Conner the day before.

You started purring out loud when you saw the video, your mood getting better at seeing your lover, even if it was just a video. Wally will find it hilarious and will never let you live it down.

The importance of scent has also lead to some issues, mainly you both getting jealous on an instinctual level when the other smells too strongly of other people.

This is resulted in you hugging Conner from behind when he’s talking to one of your friends and rubbing your neck and face all over his shoulders and upper back to get your scent to be the dominating one on him.

But Conner is just as bad, having crawled into your lap and rubbed himself up against you to get his scent on you, when your just sitting on your teams couch and hanging out with the other.

Your friends and teammates have gotten so used to you two acting like this though that they don’t react much, when either of you do this. They probably use your possessive streak in a way to tease you and prank you.

They have taken so many videos and pictures over the years of You and Conner cuddling and purring that it’s become kind of an inside joke in your friend group, and at times youll drag your friends into the cuddle pile, but for the most part its just you and Conner.

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the-s1lly-corner · 11 months

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the spot w a partner who likes to give praise (sfw)??? thanks babes /p

S/o giving Spot compliments

I am!! On a roll with these Jonathan/spot posts!!!!

Bit rushed <\\3 apologies for that and admittedly a fair chunk of this post is admin dwelling on spots insecurities <\3

Same song same dance; spot is incredibly insecure about his new body and so obvious in the way he carries himself and talks

Every now and then youll catch him studying himself in the mirror; and while he doesnt.. have a face, you can just tell hes thinking badly of himself

Other times you might catch him muttering sharp words

Given everything, some support and praise is the thing he needs most to build himself back up

Before I get into the meat of this post, I wanna drop an idea that just came to me

I like to think sometimes Spot subtly tries to drop hints that he wants you to tell him hes doing a good job, or that he looks nice. Like doing a task and making a whole deal of it; or trying on new outfits/disguises and trying to ask for your thoughts

Hes too embarrassed to say it straight up that he needs to hear some kind words, you know?

Anyways

He thinks about every single nice word you've said to him, almost constantly

"I am a good villain," "I'm not a freak," "I'm pretty," ect ect, he mumbles and repeats the words you've said on bad days, when you're not around to remind him

No because imagine after a particularly hard day; perhaps the realization that he'll never go back to being normal sets in again (like it's a constant thing but some days it feels.. worse) and you two are just

Sitting together, which turns into you holding him and reassuring him that you love him and :(

Okay onto lighter stuff

He probably still tinkers around and makes stuff around the house, so if you bring it up and say how cool or interesting it is he'll be GLOWING

Hold his hand and study it, say they look nice; he'll be over the moon

Or better yet, cup his face and tell him he's handsome, he'll practically be ascending

He wants to return the favor, you make him feel so good

Really just a positivity loop and a safe space

It really makes me wonder how different spot would be if he just. Had *someone*

Like he'd likely still be seeking revenge on Miles, no doubt about that, but

You know?

#atsv #spot x reader #the spot x reader #atsv spot #the spot #jonathan ohnn #jonathan ohnn x reader

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starry-eyed-killerx · 3 days

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OKAY THIS STARTED OUT AS A SMALL POEM BUT GREW

TRIGGER WARNINGS TALK OF DEATH SUICIDE AND IMPLICATIONS OF SA

Momma,

Im not sure how death works so i dont know if you can see or hear this as i read it aloud as i type

Its almost August again, my least favorite month

It will be nine years

My how has it been that long?

I still look around for you anytime i hear someone say “seashell” thinking youve come back and its all some sort of sick joke and your calling out to me so i can return to your arms

Like the time you put fake roaches on my pillow when i was six and i cryed

Just much worse of a joke

This october ill be 22,

Can you believe it Momma?

The last time you saw me i wasnt even 13 yet

You missed it

Youve missed a lot

Me being a teenager

My first kiss

Heartbreak

Me getting into all advanced classes after panicking all summer thinking i wasnt smart enough for it

My graduation

Momma you missed my graduation, you promised,

You missed the tears from my diagnosis and learning the fact ill never be a momma

Eventualy youll miss a wedding

But thats just me…. What about the baby girl you left behind at only 2?

Does she remember? Does she even know you? I cant ask her these things because when i lost you i lost her too

She lives with her father now……. I know shes just turned 11 two days ago….

She shouldnt have to live with that man

Not after what he did

But i was only twelve when you left i couldnt fight for custody

Even if i did raise her as my own at ten years old because you were too sick

The court wouldnt understand

But im getting off topic

The older i get the more i understand how sick you really were

I get some of the same thoughts you used too

Momma let me tell you it is fucking hard, youre stronger than i gave you credit for when i was ten,

You tried to talk to me, you tried to explain but as the oldest daughter i was still to young to be my mothers therapist.

And i was angry, at you, myself but most importantly HIM

I had immense pain of my own so i didnt think about you hurting because of it too

All i could do was ask

“Momma why didnt you ever stop him it hurts”

And i couldnt understand that he hurt you too

I forgive you

I forgive that i had to raise my 2 little sisters till i moved in with my father and sister and lost one of them to her terrible father

Am i saying my father is any better? NO but he would never do what her father did.

I forgive you for not stopping him

And momma i forgive you for leaving us

The day i walked in to that apartment and found you in that kitchen with a knife in your chest

I never thought i would say that

I miss you, and i might not understand fully what your illness was like but my own gives me glimpses

But ill contine you to learn from your story

Be stronger than the thoughts

And forgive

And momma?

I forgive HIM

Not for him but for you, and for my heart

You always told me i dont have a hateful heart

Youre right….. I have a murderous one

But he isnt worth my thoughts or my rage not anymore

Oh and momma?

I know you and me both didnt say it much when you were alive….

I love you ~ Your oldest daughter

Forever your Sea Shell

@gardenofrunar

you said you wanted to read it there ya go

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penguin--rat · 10 months

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my favourite game, mountains are for losers

this is a celeste x pafl au! :) im going to explain each character here

sanya replaces madeline. she wants to climb the mountain to prove.. something to sergei. maybe that she can do things on her own, maybe that she doesn't need him, maybe that she's cool and awesome and maybe that she's enough on her own. yea, she's a bit scared (though she'd never admit that to him), but she can't let that stop her. not when she's already ran away from home all the way here. like madeline, sanya can dash (unless i figure out a different ability to give her, though i propably won't). the mountain gave her this ability (i'll expand on this more later).

badya replaces badeline. she's much more aggressive than badeline, shouting at sanya the moment they first meet ('what do you think youre doing?! youll die out here!'). she shows worry for sanya. resembles sergei a bit, though unlike him, doesn't think twice about stopping sanya from climbing the mountain with her own two hands. unlike badeline, she doesn't want to climb the mountain not because sanya isn't a mountain climber, there's no use, but rather because of the danger it poses. what if she falls and breaks something?she could literally die out here, it'd be better if she just returned to the safety of their home.

yura replaces theo. theyre both self concious about what people think of them, and they're both friends with the protag - though yura and sanya havent met before the main events of this au, though. instead of having an instapix account, yura is liveblogging his ascension of the mountain to The Gang. he doesn't know why he wants to climb the mountain, really. it's a similar reason to theo though. he was just lost in life and wanted to have control over something, anything.

katya replaces mr oshiro. like him, she is a ghost that haunts the celeste hotel, but unlike him, she was just a guest at her time of death. how she died, you ask? well, to that i ask, why are are you asking so many questions? teehee, i jest... i think, maybe an avalanche happened and many of the guests staying at the hotel died. katya wasn't the only one to turn into a ghost. she is, however, the only one that hasn't moved on and still lingers. she doesn't want the hotel to feel lonely. and, she likes talking to the travellers:) no, she doesn't like being alone all the time... but helping out the ocassional mountain climber every five years is worth it. yea. don't worry, that's it, there's nothing more to it. nothing suspicious about this. katya isn't that developed yet in this au, so some of this info might change.

temnova replaces granny. she studies the traits of the mountain, intrigued by its whole deal. she's lived on this mountain for... well, maybe too long. dmitry a dog replaces the bird. 'how does it get around as easy as the bird? it doesnt have wings! itd have a much harder time following sanya around the mountain' i hear you, and to that i say, didnt i tell you to stop asking so many questions...

the zone merges with the mountain. sorta. gives sanya her dash, as a Bonus and Encouragement. gives temnova. uh . um . you know what don't worry about it

please feel free to ask me any questions about this au:3!! my askbox is open 👍

#parties are for losers #pafl #fanart #pafl au #celeste #celeste game #mountains are for losers au

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simplygyuu · 1 year

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Nouvelle Crown - 25 : Daisies (Youth)

synopsis : choi beomgyu, the second prince of the royal choi family doesnt have much of a life outside of his duties. even then hes not allowed to do much, his brother is the crown prince after all. but when he meets you, a regular commoner girl, through his brothers friend soobin he cant help but be intrigued. commoner life is so different from what he knows and you are the only person to treat him like the normal teenager he always longed to be. with you he gets to experience the normal, teenager life behind the backs of his overbearing family.

you and beomgyu had been dating for a few weeks now and your friends found you two absolutely insufferable. any chance you got you would hang out, beomgyu sneaking out way more than he should. but thankfully, things in his personal life were getting better. his parents were becoming more lenient (thanks to a whole lot of convincing from the princes and the queen).

today, for the first time, beomgyu was coming to meet you during the day! just you, not pretending to go to kais or any of the other tricks you two had been pulling just to see each other. he had begged and begged, promising to do lots of favors (he wouldnt tell you what they were) and promising to be good if there was any press. it took a while, but the king finally let him leave to meet you, strictly making a guard come with and wait outside of your house while beomgyu was inside. but beggars cant be choosers, so youll take what you can get.

so thats what led you to this moment, you rushing around your room to make sure everything is in order while nervously smoothing down your hair. your room isnt dirty after you cleaned it so well before he came but you still move stuff as if its going to do something. you cant help it, its his first time coming to a commoner home after all! not only do you want to make a good impression with your home, but youre also nervous because soobin has been very ominous and vague recently, saying beomgyu was planning something. now knowing your boyfriend it could easily be something silly that he thought was monumental just like the time he bought you something from the store.

"..this is what you were so nervous about?" you asked, taking the drink and candies beomgyu had bought you before looking up at him with furrowed brows. he looked so cute, hands held together and eyes anticipating something.

"of course it is!" he exclaimed in response, leaning closer to point at each object. "see i got you candy and a drink, just like the boys do in the dramas when they like someone."

you stared at him for a few seconds before bursting out laughing, hugging the gifts close to your chest as he stared at you with a confused look. "gyu.. gyu its just something in the movies silly. its not that big of a deal in real life... gosh you really have absolutely no dating experience." you giggle and his face instantly turns red out of embarrassment.

so when the doorbell rang and you ran downstairs to go answer the door, you kept telling yourself that it wont be much. itll just be beomgyu being silly again.

"yn! i missed you." was the first thing beomgyu said as he immediately wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close with a cute smile. behind him is a bodyguard, just blankly standing there. you return the hug, a bit unnerved by the bodyguard watching and beomgyu seems to notice. "lets.. go inside" you laugh a bit and bring him inside, slowly closing the door in case the bodyguard needed to come inside. he didnt.

beomgyu looked around your house curiously, he had never been inside a home so small before. yet he thought it was cute and small, something comfortable. it wasnt polished and shining like the castle was but he liked the knickknacks and things around the house. it felt lived in and like a home, feeling warm unlike the coldness of the castle.

"your home is so cute" beomgyu says, smiling before looking down at you. hes a bit awkward, cutely standing there and clasping his hands together in front of his body and standing straight. he looks almost out of place in your doorway, his clothes just a bit too fancy.

"im glad.. i was worried" you then take his clasped hands, pulling one away to hold his hand and bring him to your bedroom. he immediately locks your hands together and happily follows, almost like a puppy. his head whips around to take in the new scenery as he follows you.

you immediately lay down on your bed once you reach your room but beomgyu awkwardly stands by it, making you chuckle softly and pat the bed. so he hesitantly lays down beside you, eyes widening when you roll over to lay your head on his chest and rest an arm over him. his faces begins to flush red before he brings a hand up to run his fingers through your hair.

"honestly theres not a lot to do here but i thought we could watch a movie." you say, picking up the remote and glancing up to see if he agrees. hes looking down at you with a smile, looking absolutely enamored by you before nodding.

and thats how your movie marathon started. you and beomgyu cuddled up together on your small bed, watching whatever movie you took turns picking.

around the 2nd movie you glanced up at him and its like the wind got knocked out of you. beomgyu is just so beautiful. the tv would sparkle in his eyes and he just looked so cozy in the dim lighting of your room. his side profile was breathtaking and suddenly its like you were watching him instead of the movie. the small quirks of his face since he was just so expressive, eyebrows twitching and lips tilting up whenever something was remotely funny. then, you see his eyes slide over to look at you and a beautiful smile spreads across his face and he turns his head to look straight at you. now you were a weak, weak woman.. what were you supposed to do when such a pretty guy was looking at you like that, eyes sparkly and a breathtaking smile on his face.

you kiss him of course.

you wrap your arms around beomgyus neck, having to scoot further up the bed a bit awkwardly so the kiss is more comfortable which makes him giggle against your lips. his hands land on your waist, gently pulling to help you move up. you two get lost in each others lips, the movie playing in the background no longer being important as you relish in each others touch. by the time you break the kiss, pulling away beomgyus face is a bit flushed and his ears are red.

"cute" you cant help but say, watching in amusement as beomgyus face gets a darker red and he brings his hands up to cover his face.

"leave me alone.." he whines and you can imagine the pout hes hiding behind his hands. it makes you laugh happily, grabbing his wrists and pulling his hands away from his face to press a quick peck to his lips. he looks down at you with sparkly eyes, a fond smile on his blushing face. "if you keep doing this i wont give you the gift i planned.."

you perk up at the promise of a gift, sitting up straight with a smile. "you got me something? really?" you ask, smiling excitedly. you couldnt help it, it wasnt often that you were given gifts by anybody.

beomgyu smiled when he saw your excitement, nodding before reaching into his pocket to pull out a small box and hold it out to you. "here, i got this for you." as he places the box in your awaiting hands you can see the way he immediately stares up at your face to watch for your reaction.

you carefully open the box, pulling off the top to see a silver bracelet sitting inside. theres a pretty charm of a flower on it and you smile, gently taking the bracelet out to look at it closer.

"the flower is a daisy. i thought it was cute and.. well daisies usually represent youth and innocence and i got it because you let me experience my youth. its a little silly..." beomgyu softly explains as he nervously watches you look at the bracelet.

"i love it, it's beautiful. thank you gyu" you immediately say, your heart flutters as you continue to turn the bracelet around in your hands to see every bit of it. the way you resist the urge to squeal makes you feel like a middle schooler with a crush, the gift was just so thoughtful. "help me put it on?"

immediately beomgyu nods and takes the bracelet from your hands, having to lean close to you and squint as he wraps the bracelet around your wrist and clasps it together. once hes finished you both smile as you bring your arm up to look at the bracelet once more.

despite how he could be awkward and inexperienced at times, beomgyu was just the sweetest boyfriend. he seemed nervous to initiate any physical touch but you could easily dismiss it, its not like hes been around many touchy people in his life. but he did his best to make it up for you in the ways he knew how like with thoughtful gifts or sappy little speeches about how much he loves you.

you cant wait until the two of you are older. maybe there are some perks to him being the second prince, he wont be forever chained down to that castle after all.

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notes : andddd thats a wrap! im a bit disappointed in this au and what i did with it but its all in the past now and i didnt want to just abandon it and leave everyone hanging :) but thats it for nouvelle crown! i hope you all enjoyed it

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hotchs-big-hands · 8 months

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medieval au!!!!!

youre a princess whose been of marriageable age for several years now and your parents have stopped enabling you and demanded you marry and pick out a handful of suitors and demand you choose one and you know theyre hoping you choose spencer, a genius philosopher whose advice has never lead to wrongdoing, or derek, a handsome knight who has led the kingdoms armys through several successful battles, because they consider them "better" so purely to spite them you choose aaron, the widowed duke of a neighboring city whose alliance to your kingdom is very important.

so you choose aaron but make it clear you're marrying out of duty to your family and not for love so he shouldnt expect anything from you and he just agrees and youre shook because he doesnt even seem surprised?? and hes like "i already have a son for an heir so you dont have to bear me children or even consummate the marriage if you dont want to" and youre like ??? why are you here you really dont seem like you even want to get married?? so he tells you that his advisors have been pushing him to remarry since the year his wife died and that he knows he cant run his city alone anymore plus his son deserves to have a mother figure and you guys make an agreement to marry and that youll do your duty to the throne and care for his son and in return he leaves you to youre own devices and doesnt control youre every move like your parents do.

so you go back to his city with him to stay with him during your "courting period" and you bond so quickly with jack because hes so sweet and precious and you fall in love frfr with that kid and aaron is soooo relieved because he didnt think any woman would want to marry someone so much older than them and have to raise another womans child. and you learn quickly about how the city is run and the ins and outs of what your responsibilities as the dutchess of the city will be. and as you slowly spend more time with aaron the two of you start to fall in love organically.

and its funny because by the time your wedding actually takes place you kind of cant wait to be married and to be able to have aaron and jack by your side forever. and you definitely do end up consummating the marriage. very passionately. (perks of marrying an experienced man is that he knows how to make a lady scream) and your parents are still shocked that you're actually willingly marrying a man. but they stop complaining about your choice in marriage when you welcome yours and aarons precious baby girl 💖

Omg I love this !! He would be such a sweetheart 😭😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 this would be such a good series for someone to write I gotta say KSKSSKSKS

um I don't wanna be annoying but the last bit :( it does go against one of my rules, no pregnancy stuff I'm sorry 😭

#💌 ah asks #cutie kenzie #aaron hotchner x reader

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gaoau · 2 months

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theres no calories in birthday cakes

to forget minor inconveniences for a day. to make up new rules. to have kuroo as a reminder that life can be nice. (and, most importantly, to not listen to chopper's character song again.)

pairing — kuroo tetsurou x reader word count — 1.2k note — a few disclaimers. 1) roommates au cause for some reason this and kuroo together seems to be a fan favorite of the hq fandom. might as well join. 2) inaccurate phone devices for the year of 2014 or smth dw bout it artistic liberties. 3) kuroos an op fan cause i said so (i havent seen a single ep of op) anyway happy birthday chiguru

you can already hear the music kuroo is blasting before even opening the door. it's one of those western, alternative artists whose name you cannot pronounce for the life of you. but youve heard their songs so much by sheer osmosis that you can actually follow along with semi-butchered lyrics.

still, you struggle to recognize a single word thats being sung as you also struggle to insert your key into the keyhole. normally your benevolent roommate would hear you fighting for your life by now and come open the door for you, but it seems hes too busy with his music. you dont blame him.

when you finally do manage to unlock the door, you can also hear why kuroo is blasting music through the cheap, oversaturated bluetooth speaker. ceramic and glass and metal all knock softly against one another in a chaotic symphony (some may just call it jazz). hes doing the dishes, singing along while this song fades into the next one.

the very moment you step a single foot into your shared dorm, the song changes. which usually you really wouldnt mind, but this fucking song. you hear salsa and merengue and bachata and fandango and every single other genre you can think of in the same song. it starts with choppers high-pitched, cheery voice, and you instanly let your bag drop to the floor. you only take a moment to kick off your shoes, but once theyre off, you stomp your way over to kuroo in the kitchen.

you groan, "i swear to god, kuroo, if i have to listen to this song one more time…" you trail off, debating between i'll kill myself or i'll murder you in cold blood. you say neither, snatching his phone from the counter and unlocking it with your fingerprint.

kuroo laughs as he cranes his neck to look at you. he scrubs at a particularly stubborn pot, watching you queue up a different song. "but boku ha doctor, tony tony chopper, [surname]."

immediately, you swipe your finger on the screen and change the song. kuroo recognizes it as your favorite pop song in a matter of seconds, though it's in korean despite you not speaking korean at all. "boku doesnt suit you," you say, looking him dead in the eye.

"alright, then." he shrugs. "atashi ha—"

"thats even worse."

he bursts out laughing, and it's not long before your own cackles spill from your tongue. you lock his phone and return to its place on the counter. his hyena imitation and your own chuckles blend in harmony with the upbeat korean verses. then they fizzle off so you can appreciate the music. you cringe internally, because the cheap speakers arent doing your boys any justice. and you hear kuroo hum along, mumbling a few words under his breath even when his korean isnt any better than yours.

but it doesnt really matter, does it? not when it's a song he never would have listened to if he hadnt met you. a song he never would have cared for, but one he knows forwards and backwards by now. and it matters even less when you watch him squeeze more of the watered-down dish soap onto the sponge, soaking anything it can in hopes for bubbles because you refuse to buy a new one until the residues in this bottle vanish completely. plus youre not sure youll ever find this unscented dish soap again, seeing as it wasnt even you the one to find it—knowing kuroo took the longest train ride to chiba to find anything that wouldnt give you a headache.

whatever blunders you both make dont matter at all. not when you have one another to bounce off of and to pick yourselves up.

as your choice of song fades into another one in kuroos playlist, realization dawns on you. "wait, you arent on dish duty." you take a step closer, looming by his side while he rinses the last pots and moves onto the cups. "it's my turn."

he shoots you a toothy grin. "i know, i know, but since im such a nice person, i thought id spare you the ugh my skin is so dry complaints for today."

you narrow your eyes at him.

he stares back.

"did you break something?"

kuroo exaggerates a gasp. "of course not!" if his hands werent busy, hed slap one over his heart. "im always this benevolent. i know your skin gets fucked up so i'll save you the trouble. just today though, youre back on dishes next time."

"why today?"

he finishes washing the last three cups and carefully sets them to dry. with a dramatized sigh, he slaps the tap shut, shaking his hands dry. "check the fridge. i cant believe you forgot." and he flicks water on your face.

wiping it off with your sleeve, you make your way to open the fridge. it's, unsurprisingly, mostly empty, save for the bright pink box at the bottom, boasting the logo from that one gluten free bakery that is actually good. you pull the lid up to peer at its contents: a brownie slab with chocolate topping and the letters BIRTH in english.

"what?" you nearly slam the door shut. when you turn back to kuroo, hes standing with his hands on his hips, looking smug and awaiting praise. "dude, my english is shit."

he groans, "誕生," to give you a hint.

"birth?"

"誕生日おめでとう? ring any bells?"

"oh!" you take a moment to think about todays date. you barely remember if you saw the date at all throughout the day. you must have, but you cannot recall it for the life of you. but with this cake, you know exactly what day it is. "it's my birthday today, isnt it?" silence lasts for a second while kuroo hums. "well, that explains the missed called from my mother."

"oh, shes gonna kill you."

"not if this kills me first," you chuckle, patting the fridge door.

kuroo starts listing off, "it's gluten free, on the crispier side, no filling but still moist, and it's dark chocolate, sixty percent." all the way you like it most to make sure it doesnt kill you.

"i meant… calories."

"theres no calories in birthday cakes; thats, like, newtons fourth law."

you take a moment to process his words. then you laugh, "see, thats what a capitalist would say."

"hey, whatever sells. if you dont want it, though…" menacingly, he stalks over to the fridge, trailing off in an unfinished threat.

you shoot your arms in front of you to guard your birthday cake. "no, no. i'll take it."

he snorts out a chuckle. "happy birth, [surname]." with a grin, he starts reaching his dominant hand towards your hair.

"thanks," you manage, scrambling to grab his wrist with both hands to hold him away. "stop, your hands are wet." he pushes down, his open palm right above your head. you have to put your all to keep him from messing with your hair.

"no, theyre not."

"i dont care, theyre humid. stop it."

"no, theyre not."

"kuroo, stop."

"no, theyre not."

"sto—stop! no!"

busy with his dominant hand, you fail to notice his other hand darting out. he tangles his fingers in your hair and musses it up. you burst into giggles, eyes squeezing shut as you let him finish with his affectionate display. it doesnt really matter when kuroo is your favorite person to spend your birthday with.

—あごす (agosu) • 2022

#theres no calories in birthday cakes #haikyuu #tetsurou kuroo #tetsurou kuroo x reader #kuroo x reader #haikyuu x reader

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blueluneacy · 7 months

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its time for my yearly post, real

ive been thinkin about dottore genshin impact lately. hes so silly :) did more of a horror aspect bc i like horror??? idk if youve been around long enough youll notice my slow descent into more horror based writings. but its ok, i like it!

on one hand you might be able to consider this yandere. on the other i think this is just how il dottore is in my mind. just a little creep. i wonder if hes single

tw: manipulation, blackmail, implied human experimentation

You were nothing to him.

In some way or another, you knew that. You knew that you were lowly in comparison to him. You were a student, barely half way into a thesis while he was well… It’s hard to define what he was. An outcast, but a genius. Something out of your grasp, intangible and arcane. Maybe that’s what originally got you interested. You’re a student after all, driven by curiosity and a need for knowledge. Perhaps he liked that about you too.

It was also that which was forbidden that intrigued you. That which you had seen scholars go mad for, he held in the palm of his hand. Things that you knew that were forbidden were always so delicious, weren’t they? You indulged in them, in what he could give you. It’s not as thought you didn’t give what you could in return, but really, what could you give a man whose power rivaled the gods? You should’ve known better. Your tutors, your peers, everyone could’ve warned you, did warn you, but you chose not to listen.

After all, he did tell you that this version of himself was the most selfish.

Perhaps then it wasn’t strange that you never saw what happened next coming. When he told you that it was time to leave Sumeru, you were shocked, almost baffled at the proposal.

“I can’t just leave everything. I’m still working on my thesis, my friends are here, I still have things to do here.” You told him, as if your words would do you any good. He merely smiled at you, shaking his head as if your points were silly, meaningless.

“I think you’ll find your research coming to a halt very soon regardless of if you leave or not. It seems that some restructuring will begin to take place here very shortly. It would be best if you were to leave, while you still had your dignity intact.” He always made himself sound so… Reasonable. It was something you once admired about him, but now, it was grating on your nerves. How easily he tossed aside your concerns. Had he always done that, trivialized the words you were saying like this?

“I can’t just give it all up. I’d hate myself if I did that. You should already know, that’s not the type of person I am. This is my life’s work.” You told him, immediately turning your back to him. He only gave you a small chuckle, shaking his head.

“Oh please. It was an average thesis that’s frankly, derivative and uninteresting. Not to mention your advisor is about to lose his job. You don’t really think it’s worth it just to work 10 more years on something new once the dust settles, do you?” He made broad steps to close the distance between the two of you, leaning over your shoulder. You had always known that the man was much larger than you, but it was the first time you noticed that it made you nervous. Perhaps that was the first time you acknowledged him for what he really was. Not as a friend or a lover, but as the Doctor, a powerful, dangerous man.

“Even so, I’m a student here at the Akademiya. I can’t pick up and leave just because you told me to. The answer is no.” You had to firm with him. If you weren’t, if you just went with him, you had a feeling that you would end up as nothing but a puppet, a pretty doll to look at for the rest of your life. What a shame that you hadn’t realized such a fact before it was too late.

“Is that so?” He seemed more amused than he was angry. You winced as he leaned against you from behind, draping his arms over your shoulder in a way that he perhaps meant to be affectionate but felt more imprisoning with his inhuman strength. He leaned down to whisper in your ear. You shuddered as you felt his breath against you , a pit of fear forming in your stomach that threatened to come out as a scream.

“And what are your plans as to what happens next? I’m sure that everyone would love to know how interested you’ve been with the things I’ve taught you these past few months. How interested you’ve been in that which you knew to be forbidden.” You froze at his words. Was… That his plan all along? To lure you in, and then blackmail you into never leaving? “Do you really think you could just get away with a slap on the wrist for this? Something as horrid as this, well, I doubt there would be must hesitation to sign your expulsion papers.”

“You… Why? Why are you doing this? Why me?” You could’ve help but let your questions tumble out of your mouth. You felt betrayed, but why? Shouldn’t you have always known the nature of this man? How he takes and takes, giving nothing in return. How absolutely foolish.

“Ah, look at that expression! How fascinating. I wonder, what else could I do to induce these emotions in you? Such lovely features being distorted with such despair…” He cooed, running his hand over your cheek to wipe away a tear. When did you start crying? You reached up to feel your own tears, attempting to brush the Doctor’s hand away at the same time.

“We’ll have plenty of time to look at more of your reactions once we reach home. I look forward to our continued work together once we reach Snezhnaya.” As his words reached your ears, you finally broke out of your fog, pulling away from the Doctor. You backed up a bit, but he so easily seemed to just step forward once more, not giving you any space.

“I don’t care. Even if I become an outcast, I’ll bare with it. I… I can *redeem* myself, I won’t just let you take me away to some lab in a bunker somewhere to do who knows what to me!” You shuddered as thoughts raced through your mind of what might happen. Of how he might cut you open, the fluids he could pour into your body, the *agony* he could cause for you only to stitch you back together. You knew of the consequences though. Why are you so surprised when the chickens come home to roost?

For his part, the Doctor only laughed, leaning down and grabbing you by the chin. His grip was hard, and in the back of your mind you wondered if bruises would form later. He forced you to look up at him, examining your expression with a sort of cold clinical air that you should’ve been used to with him by now.

“Oh, my dear… You act as though you ever really had a choice.”

Despite your best attempts, the dam finally broke, and you let out a scream as the horror of the man in front of you finally set in. You thrashed, squirmed, cried, begged, pleaded, did anything you could think of to try and escape this, this agonizing situation that you only had yourself to blame for.

And for his part, all the Doctor did was laugh.

#mine #writing #genshin x reader #dottore x reader #my writing #yandere x reader

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creachureboy · 1 year

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Completely self-indulgent headcanons of soft domestic Sugimoto Saichi

I was just thinking "i think he'd be really nice and warm to cuddle" and then i ended up coming up w an entire list of headcanons so take them

Also gender neutral reader

Sugimoto would let you borrow his clothes anytime. Literally just ask.

He's confused about it the first time like "are all your clothes dirty or something ?"

but if you ask enough it just becomes routine where he offers his coat and scarf to you when he's not wearing it

And if you keep saying yes each time, he just tosses his coat and scarf at you every time he changes. Like absentmindedly

Literally you'd be doing your own thing and you'd get pelted by it

Youre not complaining though

He starts to find your scent comforting too, but he cant borrow your clothes because they absolutely will not fit him as comfortably as they fit you, but he still likes to hold your sweater / jacket when youre not around

Also whenever you cook he'll always savour it, even if you don't think it's that good it'll still always put a smile on his face

But if anything he actually prefers to cook with you

He tries to learn all your favourite dishes and wants to make them with you

And of course you will end up eating his cooking too

Something something food tastes better when you share it with your loved ones

Sometimes when he cooks for / with you, you have no clue what youre about to put in your mouth

Cause he eventually started to mix recipes he learned from Asirpa with other recipes from around japan, and then started dabbling in cuisine across the world.

Half the time you dont even know what it is, just that it tastes good

Also if you fall asleep anywhere thats not a bed you will always ALWAYS without fail wake up on a bed comfortably under a blanket.

And if you have any favourite stuffed animals, guess what you'll be waking up to beside you

Sugimoto never brings it up, he's always just like "you seemed tired, did you rest well ?" as if you magically teleported to the bed yourself

ALSO SUGIMOTO SNUGGLE BUDDY !

he is very warm, after all the time he's spent in Hokkaido winters he's like a personal heater. Youll never be cold again

and if somehow youre still cold, he'll cuddle you under a blanket till youve warmed up.

But sometimes he gets so cozy holding you close that he just. Falls asleep.

But the heater (sugimoto) is getting too warm.

But he looks so comfortable and you wouldnt wanna move and wake him up, would you ?

So you just awkwardly kick the blanket off of you in hopes that youll cool down a little

This is a routine occurrence

Also sometimes he starfishes when he sleeps but literally you do not care even if it takes up the whole bed because it means ! Time for him to be a pillow !

he's always very careful not to cross your boundaries, to the point where you have to remind him that he doesnt have to be so tense.

He just wants to make sure youre always comfortable around him

he will always ALWAYS stand up for you

Whether he's standing up against a person or proving your own bad thoughts wrong

He really cares about you and wants to do anything in his power to make sure you're alright

I cannot stress enough how selfless this man is. Like it worries you sometimes, he'll always check in on you and make sure youre comfortable and fed and alright, and you always ask the same questions in return

And if hes ever not taking proper care of himself ? You always make sure to remind and help him with that

Sometimes he causally says a really concerning thing that happened in the past and you have to ask if he's okay

He's always really grateful of how much you care about him

Sugimoto doesnt always know what to say when you vent to him, but he's a good listener and will do whatever you ask to help you feel better

whether its cradling you in his arms, getting you tissues or water, or taking you somewhere quiet. he really cares and just wants to help

he'll always comfort you regarding your fears, whether its something big like fear of death or something smaller like a fear of bugs

he'll always try and support you when something scares or upsets you

and yes if you are socially anxious he will order things for you dont worry

Also, sometimes you wake up in the middle of the night to him twitching or talking in his sleep

You grew quite accustomed to being able to tell if its a normal dream or a nightmare

But if he's having a nightmare, youd know to wake him up, and youd always comfort and hold him till he manages to fall asleep again

Also sometimes you would cup his cheeks in your palms and admire him, but it took you by surprise the first time he did it back !

He found your flustered reaction cute and proceeded to continue doing it sometimes

Nose kisses ! Forehead kisses ! Cheek kisses !

Oh and he absolutely cannot help you with your homework but he provides moral support and is consistently in awe by how much you know, even if you dont feel like your knowledge is anything special

You also buy him hair conditioner.

Now his hair is soft and smells good.

He does not understand why youre obsessed with his hair after the conditioner until he makes you try it and now you are both obsessed with each others hair. Good work

That's all I have for now, huge props to my friend for letting me spam him with these ideas. If you're reading this, I hope you have a comfortable day and remember to relax your body if there's any stiffness

Take care <3

#can be read as romantic or as a qpr #sugimoto saichi #golden kamuy #domestic fluff #sugimoto saichi x reader #no i domt have a problem #headcanons #can be read in either a modern setting or canon setting except for like two points

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shuichi1-1 · 1 year

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How would some of the agents react to you nearly dying on a mission

This is my first ever post, so i am kind of nervous lmao ;;

Characters: Cypher, Killjoy and Yoru

Theme: Fluff ig

Warnings: None

Cypher

He would be the really, if not the most worried of them all.

He still has trouble accepting the death of Nora and his family, but since he met you, things have gotten easier for him

He couldnt bear losing you too.

He would lose himself while trying to find your killer.

The moment that he is informed by Sage, or Skye that you are unconscious, he leaves everything he was doing and rushes to you.

After that incident, expect to have cameras all over your room.

He also requests to be in every mission that you are put in, so he could watch over you silently with his Operator.

"I couldnt imagine losing you, you nearly scared me into death. Dont ever do that again, please." He unhooked the straps of his mask, and hugs you tightly while covering his face in the crook of your neck. When you are allowed to go back into your bedroom, expect him to sleep with you, he also set up his tripwires around your bedroom.

The morning after, theres fresh Moroccan tea waiting for you on the nightstand and a breakfast he prepared, well tried.

Killjoy

Poor girl would sweat bullets worrying for you, she will set up her alarm bot in your rooms door just to be cautious.

When she heard you were heavily injured, she was stressing out, hoping you were okay.

The next morning, she was already there when you woke up and bombs you with questions of what happened.

Would also try her best to take care of you, but lets be honest, she cant even take care of herself medical wise. Always forgets to take medications because she is cought up working late.

You would have to end up telling her to go to sleep because she works extra hard on her robots to make you safer on the battlefiels.

If you are on a mission she is not assigned in, she would slip one of her robots in your bag before youre flying off.

"Mein gott, please be safer! You gave me a heart attack, i was so worried...Why didnt you call for backup? Wait, were the mics not working?! I have to work on them more, this wouldnt have happened..!" She starty blaming herself for letting you get hurt, even if she wasnt there, if the earpieces wouldve worked, maybe Phoenix or Jett couldve helped you.

She hugs you tightly and wraps her puffy jacket over the both of you. After that day, she spends entire nights trying to create better pieces.

Expect to have her worrying the shit out of herself for the next few missions and you have to calm her down.

Yoru

He fights back the urge to teleport to you that instant, but he will never admit that.

Probably the most grumpiest about it of them all.

When he hears that youve been seriously hurt, he gets all moody and will snap at anyone who tries to assure him that youll be fine.

He goes and sends you gifts while you are unconscious, but denied everything if you ask him about it.

He always tags along in your missions, and always have a teleport ready by your side.

If it was his other self who have injured you, he would distance himself, worried that you are now scared of him.

He would blame himself for not being there but he wouldnt ever let the egoistical facade crumble infront of everyone.

"How could you end up in that situation dumbass?! I always told you to call me if youre in trouble! Tch, cant you be more carefull?!" He scolds you a lot after that but he truly cares about you, he would tell the healer who tends you, to be extra watchfull for any minor injuries too. He would he more grumpy for a few days but return to his normal self when you are all healed. Probably will tell you to back off for the next mission because youre too weak, but in reality he is just worried that your wounds may open up.

Thats it, i hope it was good and i apologize for any minor spelling mistakes i did ;; I take any requests but i am in school so it is difficult a little but ill do the requests in about 2 days max! Please dm me to requests because i forget comments

#valorant #valorant x reader #killjoy x reader #yoru x reader #cypher x reader #x reader #fanfiction #commission #first post #headcanon

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