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dumbkiri · 7 months

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𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕎𝕚𝕗𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝔾𝕠𝕛𝕠 𝕊𝕒𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕦 『1』

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴏɴᴇ: ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙʟᴏᴏᴍ

[Name] is a user of blessed energy that comes with many abilities and perks. She's pursued by many men who are interested in her ability to exorcise curses. Too bad, she likes dirt.

ɢᴏᴊᴏ ꜱᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ x ꜰᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

“Shoko, please don’t smoke around my flowers. It’s distasteful.”

“Yeah, my bad.”

[Name] focused back on her task which was tending to her beautiful flowers in the school’s garden. Her eyes observed the red rose bush that was blooming in such a pleasing way. It made her heart flutter in excitement seeing the hard work she put in achieving greatness.

And this was made with her blessed energy, she was happy for that. Hopefully the experiments to add flower leaves in her tea will help her wounds instead of outright using her blessed energy. It was less consuming and a better idea.

“Say, [Name], you do realize that your hand is up for marriage. Why are you here pretending that everything is okay while the old geezers discuss your future?”

[Name] dragged her index fingers on the thorns of the roses with a quiet hum. She pulled back from the bush and sighed, “Why worry about who I’m going to marry, Sho? It’s not up to you or I to decide. Therefore, there is no reason to dwell on it.”

Shoko rolled her eyes and sat down on the bench across from [Name], who was crouched down in the dirt. Her friend was too gentle when it came to her future. Shoko wanted a genuine reaction from [Name], not the usual relaxed responses.

“And what if you are sent to the Zen’ins? Or married to a really old man who wants you as a breeding machine? Will you not protest then?”

[Name] set her pruners down next to a pile of ruined roses. The [e.color] eyed female replied with a light chuckle, “At that point, I think I’ll just jump off a bridge.”

“That’s really cruel, [Name]-Sensei.”

The woman looked away from her rose bushes and standing in the early morning sun was her favorite first year student, Megumi Fushiguro. Granted, he was the only first year student currently. He was dressed in his school uniform, it really seemed to be the only clothing he wore these days.

“Megumi, please ignore what I said. I was only jesting with an old friend of mine. I wouldn’t jump off a bridge.”

“I would,” Shoko replied dryly to which [Name] lightly glared at her friend.

“Anyways,” [Name] picked up the dead roses and stood up to her full height, “whoever my husband will be, will be. I only hope he provides me with the freedom to take care of the garden.”

Shoko slid to the edge of the bench and rested her elbow on the arm rest. “If he doesn’t provide you a garden, divorce him.”

[Name] laughed and sat down next to her friend and patted the empty seat next to her for Megumi. “If only divorce was that easy, Sho. Also I believe divorce isn’t an option for me either. I can only imagine the mistresses my future husband can have while I’m stuck with his old ass.”

“Finally, I get a true reaction from you.” Shoko tosses her cigarette in the trash bin as well as the ruined roses in [Name]’s hands.

“You do make me curious as to who my husband will be.” [Name] stifled a laugh with her clean hands, she looked at Shoko then Megumi. Then she looked back at her luscious garden, “Apparently Satoru is a candidate for my hand. Imagine us being married.”

Megumi cleared his throat and said, “I would rather you be married to Gojo-sensei than someone cruel.”

“I second that.” Shoko tilted her head back and looked at the clouds high above them, “you’re too good for the others. But for Satoru, you two are a perfect match.”

“I hate to disturb the peace, but [Name] you are being called forth to a meeting with the elders.” Principal Yaga stepped in the garden entrance. The contact between his shoes and the smooth pebbled path crunched under his weight.

[Name] pushed herself off the bench and looked at her best friend and amazing student with a graceful smile on her face. “The next time you guys see me, I’ll have a ring on my finger.” She walked to Principal Yaga and stopped at the entrance. She kept her eyes forward, her hands finding their way into the pockets of her long skirt, “No matter who I am to marry, please know that I will remain happy. This, I promise to you both.”

Shoko nor Megumi had time to respond as [Name] teleported herself to the meeting. Her technique was like Gojo’s but she left a puddle of various flower petals in her wake.

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Everybody could feel her presence when she arrived. It was refreshing, calming and damn near intoxicating. This was the way her blessed energy worked on people in her vicinity.

The servants immediately ran to her side and were amazed to see how clean she was. They heard many stories of the maiden caring for a garden, yet she remained spotless. Not a single speck of dirt on her or her clothing.

“Well then, are you to dress me properly?” [Name] asked the servant girls with her soft voice and the four of them nodded their heads leading the way to her changing room. She followed their calculated steps into a room where her furisode kimono awaited her. It was so beautiful and fitting for a woman like herself.

The background was black, the spiral lines were gold, the flower shapes were a deep red and there were light shades of pink and white in them. “Miss, today is so different from traditions,” One servant spoke as she undressed [Name] from her casual wear.

“Oh, and why is that?” [Name] asked.

The second servant spoke up and said quietly, “Because everyone wants your hand, miss. None of them could agree on who should marry you.”

“It’s not odd to hear the Elders argue amongst themselves, is it?” [Name] questioned and walked up to the other two servants who helped her with putting the kimono on.

“Well this time, they all agreed for you to choose one of them.” The third servant brushed [Name]’s hair back.

“But to make it even for all the candidates, you get to choose an item they offered to you. You don’t know who picked out what for you.” The fourth servant girl quietly said.

This left [Name] to wonder. What kind of things did these old men offer for her hand. As she was lost in thought, the servant worked on doing her makeup and hair. They styled it perfectly and her makeup was too. They observed the calm expression on her face and said, “It’s time to go, miss.”

[Name] looked in the mirror and was surprised to see how well they did. “Thank you for giving me a heads up on what this meeting is. It’s a choosing ceremony and I have the freedom to pick my husband based on their gifts to me.”

“Of course, miss.”

They led her to an entrance and the double doors opened up for her. The room was dark with marriage candidates hiding behind shades. There was a table with six gifts presented in the light and she slowly walked up to it with a lump in her throat.

This was the moment and she was terrified. Although she kept a calm composure. She didn’t want to display weakness in front of the wolves.

“Welcome, [L.Name] [Name]. In front of you are marriage proposals from the families interested in having your hand. Please examine them and choose the gift you appreciate the most.”

[Name] heard the speaker clearly despite his nasally voice and she walked closer to the table. There was a necklace of gold, a red ribbon, a silver bracelet, a block of smooth wood, a gold coin, and a pile of dirt.

“A pile of dirt?” [Name] whispered and looked closely at it. The soil looked very well nourished and it all felt too familiar to her.

“Do you have an answer, [L.Name]?”

[Name] looked away from the dirt and sheepishly said, “Please give me another moment. I’m sure you don’t want to pressure me to make the wrong choice.” She was met with silence and she went back to examining her gifts.

They were unique as some would say. Yet the pile of dirt was sticking out to her the most. Did this man know she had a love for gardening? If so, this man would be the perfect match for her. [Name] lifted her head up and placed her hands in front of her.

She said with confidence, “I accept the pile of dirt.”

The room broke into an outrage as they argued with her choice. “What makes you want the pile of dirt out of the gold necklace?”

“Or the silver bracelet?”

“Choose again! The pile of dirt serves no-”

[Name] backed away from the table in shock to their untamed anger. She was glad to say that the three that spoke up were not chosen. Then from the corner of her eye on the left, she spotted a tall man peering from the shades.

A giant smile was on his face and he walked up towards her. “Sa…Satoru? You are the one?” [Name] shyly asked, a blush fanning across her face.

“Yup!” He happily said, popping the ‘p’. He draped an arm around her shoulder and leaned down to her face. His nose brushed against her own, “I knew that the dirt would appeal to you, earth-worm.”

“Please, don’t call me that in front of them,” [Name]’s eyes gazed over to the quiet, but angry elders. Gojo hummed and straightened out his back with an annoyed sigh. “You guys were the ones who decided on a choosing ceremony. Let’s not forget how it works. When a proposal gift is accepted, there is no redo.”

Gojo began leading [Name] away from the group of men and she looked back at them wearily. Their eyes are full of jealousy and rage. “Satoru, it’s impolite to leave without a goodbye.”

Gojo tilted his head down to look at her with his dark glasses, “Eh~ They’ll get over it in no time. Now come on, Megumi has a mission soon and I want to surprise him with our announcement.”

“Sorry, Satoru, but I don’t like the smile on your face. You have an icky plan devised, don’t you?” [Name] asked, her attention never away from him.

Gojo smiled and nodded his head, “Ahh~ Not even five minutes into our engagement and you know exactly what’s going on in my head.”

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“Good morning students,” [Name] greeted the second years and Megumi with a straight face that was very hard to muster. Gojo had told her that to make this believable she needed to portray the correct emotions.

“[Name]-sensei, what’s wrong?” Megumi asked, concerned that the look on her face was devastating. She didn’t think she could keep up with this rude prank on her students. But the thumbs up she got from Gojo hiding in her rose bush behind them kept her going.

“You all heard about my…, how do I say this?” [Name] faltered and cleared her throat, “I am engaged now and to whom you might ask? Uh…It’s Naoya Zen’in.” The woman sweatdropped at their expressions of gloom. Especially from Maki.

“You’re kidding.”

“That sounds terrible, [Name]-sensei.”

“Mustard leaf.”

“Wait, Gojo-sensei didn’t stop this? He said that he would definitely win your hand. He told me that his gift would catch your eye.” Megumi growled out, he was disturbed by the terrible news.

Maki looked over at Megumi and asked him, “Did Gojo-sensei tell you what he was going to get for her?”

Megumi shook his head and looked away from his upperclassmen. He mumbled to the side, “A pile of dirt.”

“A pile of dirt?!” Maki and Panda shouted at the same time, obviously disturbed by Megumi’s answer.

“Of course that idiot would choose something so stupid! Why would [Name]-sensei go for a pile of dirt?” Maki pinched the bridge of her nose.

“Aha! That’s where you all are wrong!” Gojo jumped out of the bushes startling his students with his sudden appearance. He stood tall next to [Name] and side hugged her as he explained.

“What is the one thing your dear teacher loves the most?” Gojo asked his students and they all looked at him with dead expressions on their faces.

“Wasting our time.”

“Being annoying.”

“Talking.”

Gojo deflated in [Name]’s arms and she chuckled, saying to the teens, “I believe he meant to ask what do I love the most?”

Panda raised his hand and smiled, “That’s an easy one! You love gardening.”

“Yeah, you always spend your free time here. Also I forgot to mention, Inumaki and I pruned the orange roses yesterday morning.” Maki said leaning on her left foot with her hand placed on her hip.

“Thank you,” [Name] said kindly and shook the man in her arms, “Satoru, come on, tell them the best part.”

Gojo inflated and put his hands on his hips and puffed his chest out, “It turns out, [Name] loves dirt more than a gold necklace and a silver bracelet! She ended up choosing my gift!”

“Wait, so you’re not married to Naoya?” Maki questioned, her eyebrows raised in question.

[Name] shook her head with a smile on her face, “I am not. Satoru wanted me to say that to see your reactions to the truth. I am sorry for playing you all like that.” She bowed sincerely while Gojo laughed at his students’ faces.

“And *click* This will be saved in our photo album.” Gojo took a picture of the four and stuffed his phone back into his pocket. “Anyways, you all may call [Name]...Gojo-sensei!”

“Yeah, no thanks.”

“I’m fine with calling her [Name]-sensei still.”

“You guys aren’t even married yet.”

“Fish flakes.”

Gojo pouted and slouched over [Name]’s smaller frame. His arms draped over her shoulders and his chin rested on her head. “You guys are no fun! Liven up a little, she’s married to me instead of an old fart!”

“We’re happy for the both of you,” Megumi admitted, shutting his childish teacher up. The black haired male turned around and walked out of the entrance followed by his upperclassman congratulating them.

The group disappeared and [Name] sighed tiredly, “That went better than I expected.”

“They’re all so rude, where did they learn that from?” Gojo questioned pulling himself off of her. He sat down on the wooden bench and crossed his legs. His eyes were blindfolded, but he was admiring her rose bushes that grew so perfectly.

“They kinda have your spunk from your teenage years, don’t you think? They’re more aware of danger than you ever were though.” [Name] commented and looked at the orange rose bush that was tended by her thoughtful students.

It remained beautiful.

“Satoru, what if I didn’t pick your gift?” [Name] asked and the soil at the orange rose bush caught her attention. She crouched down and examined the base of the flower bed. Some soil was missing like someone just scooped up a handful.

“I would have waited for you at the bridge you planned to jump off of and convinced you to stay. Selfish of me, I know.”

[Name] looked up at Gojo in surprise. He was crouching right next to her as he gave her a sly smile. His hand dug into his pocket and he brought out a pile of dirt. “But I don’t want to lose you too.” Gojo placed the misplaced soil back where it belonged and patted it down softly.

“You took soil from my garden.” [Name] said.

“I knew you would have chosen the pile of dirt because it's imbued with your cursed energy. It’s why it felt familiar and why you chose it. Not only am I the strongest, but I am the smartest.”

[Name] suddenly grabbed his dirty hand and pulled him in for an embrace. She buried her face in his neck as she thanked him, “Satoru, thank you. You saved my life.”

Gojo hugged her back with his clean hand brushing through her locks of hair, “Anytime, [Name].”

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animeficsworld · 7 months

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Run Away

Geto Suguru x Reader

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"Why are you running away from me?" he asked as you moved out of his reach for the third time within the last couple of minutes.

"I'm not running. We knew from the beginning, I was born to be Gojo Satoru's wife. You knew that even before we met. Now that I am of age, I will marry him." each word hurt more than the one before. You wanted to collapse, everything inside you hurt.

"Do you love him?"

"Geto... You know this isn't about love."

"Do you love me?" you hesitated to answer that question.

"It doesn't matter."

"It does to me! You love me! Your parents died long ago, why are you so persistent to keep that promise?"

"It's not only about my parents. I am responsible for keeping my bloodline alive. My engagement to Gojo was determined long before."

"But you love me."

"My feelings have nothing to do with this."

"Satoru doesn't love you either. He said he would marry you but you will never be his wife. He even joked how you should marry me instead."

You didn't want to look at him. You refused. You knew it would make you waver.

"You left him, Geto. I can't. If I do too... it would break his heart."

"Do you think I care? I want you! I need you!"

"Stop it, please! What do you want me to say? That I love you? That I want to be with you? That I want to marry you, Suguru. Because I do. I truly do. But I can't."

"Of course you can. Run away with me." he said those words with such ease, it made you wonder if it really was that easy. "It is that easy."

"I can't." you whispered as he took a step closer to you, pulling you into his arms into a gentle hug. "Suguru... I do love you."

"I know." he leaned down and captured your lips in a small kiss. When he pulled back, you grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him in once more.

It only took him one second to lift you up.

But soon, the gravity of reality hit you.

"I can't." you said as you pushed him back, moving away from him. "Even if I love you. My destiny is not by your side."

"I'll find a way." he said, no, he promised as he turned to leave.

Just as he did the door behind you opened.

"Is the bride ready?"

You put on your best fake smile.

"I am."

Suguru walked away as he could hear the music play in the background and he knew, he lost you.

He wanted to scream, to yell and to kill.

He let his guard down and suddenly someone hugged him from behind.

The person moved as he looked at you.

"Quickly, before they see." you said as you grabbed his hand and began to run.

He heard people calling your name, he quickly scooped you up.

He smiled as he held you.

You were finally his.

You choose him.

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yup-thats-me · 4 months

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—edit • Gojo. S

summary: a little blurb based on this edit on insta on which I def didn't fangirl over | actor au

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"Here, darlin'," Gojo smiled while placing the cup of coffee for his wife but frowned when he saw Y/n giggling and even blushing at her phone. Is she going crazy? He thought and quietly sat down beside her.

It's been over seven minutes now and still Y/n was smiling at her phone. Now Gojo was getting irritated. Oh c'mon! Pay attention to your super-star husband, Y/n!

"Baby."

"..."

"Darling," a bit louder still no response from the giggling mess beside him.

After a few minutes of waiting, he decided he should take matter into his own hand. Thus he carefully tip-tied behind the couch and finally saw what his dear lover was giggling over for ten minutes now.

What he saw truly left him shocked. "How can you be like that, Y/n!" Gojo suddenly declared making Y/n jump in surprise. "Gojo!"

The actor just laughed and hugged her from behind. "I got curious as to why you were staring at your phone like an idiot," he pecked her cheek. "I knew you loved me, but didn't know that much, God you're adorable!"

Y/n blushed at her husband's words. "You can't blame me, toru. You're too pretty. Still sometimes i can't belive, I have Satory Gojo, The multiple Oscar winning actor as my husband," she smiled dreamily.

Satoru laughed as he came round the couch and laid on his wife's lap. "If your don't belive it, want me to make a permanent proof of that fact by making a few mini me's and mini you's in you?" He smiled smugly.

"Satoru!" His wife playfully hit his head.

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adiraargent · 23 days

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your choso fic was absolutely ADORABLE oh my god, may i request an angsty choso x (preferably) fem reader who kinda has mommy issues? like she's not used to receiving this kind of love and affection from a person and she kinda gets emotional whenever choso expresses his love for her. if you don't feel comfy writing this please feel free to ignore! :3

I'm here for you - Choso Kamo

warnings: none, fluff, angst, mention of family issues wc 1.6k Thank you for the request <3 I hope you like it, if not lmk and I'll try again :)

The day had been a relentless cascade of stress and anxiety, each passing hour feeling like a battle against the weight of the world. You trudged through the front door of your apartment, your shoulders heavy with the burden of the day's struggles. The soft click of the door closing behind you seemed to echo in the silence of the empty lounge room. You sighed softly, putting your bag down on the kitchen bench before trudging over to the fridge, pulling it open tiredly to grab the water jug out.

Choso, who had heard the front door click shut rushed out of the room, an excited grin on his face as he went to welcome you home. However always perceptive to your moods, he was quick to notice the weariness etched into every line of your face. His concern was palpable as he approached you, his eyes filled with a mixture of empathy and worry.

"Hey my love, are you okay?" Choso's voice was gentle, his tone laced with genuine concern as he reached out to touch your arm.

You mustered a weak smile, though it felt like an effort to even lift the corners of your lips. "I'm fine," you replied, your voice barely above a whisper, though the words tasted bitter on your tongue.

Choso's gaze softened, his hand lingering on your arm as he studied your face. "You don't have to pretend with me," he said softly, his voice a soothing melody in the midst of your turmoil. "I can see it in your eyes."

"I'm fine Cho," you muttered, shrugging his hand off your arm so you could reach up into the medical cabinet to grab some Panadol.

The dam of emotions threatened to burst, the weight of your worries pressing down on you like a suffocating blanket. You swallowed hard, trying to push aside the overwhelming tide threatening to consume you.

"What's wrong my love?" he whispered again softly, being careful not to push your boundaries.

"It's just... everything," you murmured, your voice trembling with the weight of unspoken words. "Work, family... I feel like I'm drowning."

Choso's expression softened even further, his eyes filled with understanding as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close. "I'm here for you my sweet girl," he whispered, his voice a gentle reassurance in the midst of your storm. "Always."

You stiffened at the physical contact, still not used to it. You stood there, arms stuck to your side as you looked ahead, unsure of how to really react, the unfamiliar feeling of warmth around you causing an eruption in your stomach. You didn't know how to feel, the warmth from the hug felt so comforting... yet so unusual that it also mad you feel sick.

Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes as you leaned into his embrace, seeking solace in the warmth of his presence. You tried to hold back your tears, the belief that it was wrong to cry deeply etched into your soul as your mothers harsh words and lectures remained prominent in your memory.

It was times like these when you were reminded of just how fortunate you were to have Choso by your side, his unwavering support a beacon of light in the darkness.

"I don't know what I'd do without you," you whispered, your voice choked with emotion as you buried your face in his chest, allowing yourself to finally let go of the facade you had been clinging to all day.

Choso held you close, his arms a safe haven in the midst of the storm raging within you. "You don't have to do anything alone darling," he murmured, pressing a tender kiss to the top of your head. "I love you, and I'll always be here for you, no matter what."

In that moment, surrounded by the warmth of Choso's love, you felt a sense of peace wash over you, the weight of your burdens easing ever so slightly. And as you clung to him, you knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, you would face them together, hand in hand, heart to heart.

As you rested in Choso's embrace, the tension that had gripped your body slowly began to ebb away, replaced by a sense of tranquility that washed over you like a soothing balm. With each steady beat of his heart against your ear, you felt the jagged edges of your emotions begin to smooth out, the weight of the day's troubles dissipating into the ether.

"I know I don't say it enough, but I appreciate everything you do for me," you whispered, your voice barely above a hushed breath as you nuzzled closer to him, seeking solace in the warmth of his embrace, "you're so patient with me... even after how I act and push you away..."

Choso's arms tightened around you, his touch a comforting anchor in the storm of your emotions. "You don't have to thank me love," he murmured, his voice soft and reassuring. "I love you, and I'll always be here for you, no matter what."

Those words, spoken with such sincerity and depth of feeling, stirred something deep within you, a wellspring of emotions that threatened to overwhelm you once more. "I know you had it rough growing up, and you didn't get the love that you deserved... but I'm here to show you just how important and special you really are. You mean everything to me."

Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes as you pulled back slightly, meeting Choso's gaze with a mixture of gratitude and love.

"I love you too, Choso," you whispered, your voice choked with emotion as you reached up to brush away the tears that lingered on your cheeks. "More than words can express."

Choso's eyes softened, his gaze filled with an unwavering devotion that took your breath away. Without a word, he leaned down, his lips capturing yours in a tender kiss that spoke volumes of the love and affection he held for you.

As you basked in the warmth of Choso's love, a sense of contentment washed over you, soothing the frayed edges of your soul. Wrapped in his arms, you felt a sense of safety and security that you had never known before, as if the world outside ceased to exist, leaving only the two of you in your own little bubble of serenity.

"Thank you," you murmured again against his lips, your words a whispered prayer of gratitude as you leaned into his touch, savoring the sensation of his lips against yours.

Choso smiled against your mouth, his fingers gently trailing down your spine in a tender caress. "There's no need to thank me, love," he said softly, his voice a gentle murmur in the stillness of the room. "I meant what I said, I'm always going to be here for you."

His words were a soothing melody that washed over you, filling you with a sense of peace that you had never known before.

"I'm so so grateful that you found me," you whispered, your voice barely above a breath as you pressed your forehead against his, your eyes locked in a silent exchange of love and devotion.

Choso's eyes softened, his gaze filled with an intensity that made your heart skip a beat. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion as he leaned in to capture your lips in a tender kiss.

The kiss was filled with all the unspoken words and emotions that lingered between you, a silent promise of love and commitment that bound you together in that moment. And as you melted into each other's embrace, you knew that you had found your home in Choso's arms.

But even as you clung to him, a nagging voice in the back of your mind reminded you of the scars that still lingered from your past, the wounds that ran deeper than any physical injury. You had spent so long building walls around your heart, guarding it against the pain and disappointment that seemed to follow you like a shadow. And now, with Choso by your side, those walls threatened to crumble, leaving you exposed and vulnerable once more.

"I'm sorry," you whispered, pulling away slightly as a wave of guilt washed over you. "I didn't mean to push you away like that. It's just... I'm not used to this."

Choso's expression softened, his eyes filled with understanding as he reached out to cup your face in his hands. "Hey," he murmured, his voice gentle yet firm. "You don't have to apologise. I know it's not easy for you, but I'm here for you, always."

Tears welled up in your eyes as you leaned into his touch, seeking solace in the warmth of his hands against your skin. "I'm just so scared," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper as you let your guard down, allowing him to see the vulnerability that lay beneath the surface.

Choso's gaze softened, his thumb brushing away the tears that streaked your cheeks. "I know," he murmured, his voice filled with compassion and understanding. "But you don't have to be scared anymore. I won't let anyone hurt you, not while I'm here."

His words were a soothing balm to your wounded soul, offering comfort and reassurance in the face of your fears.

"I love you," you whispered, your voice choked with emotion as you pressed your forehead against his, your eyes locked in a silent exchange of love and devotion.

Choso's eyes softened, his gaze filled with an unwavering devotion that took your breath away. "And I love you," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion as he leaned in to capture your lips in a tender kiss.

written by @adiraargent Please do not steal or claim <3 Hope you enjoyed Requests are welcome :)

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jesswritesthat · 8 days

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Iwaizumi Hajime: Brothers’ Best Friend

Fandom: Haikyuu!! — [ Masterlist ]

Summary: 2.5k, fluff

• It can be hard when you catch feelings for your brother best friend, but the least you can do is be mature about it and turn it into a game.

Warnings: a few insults

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Iwaizumi Hajime had been 5 things to you over the years, some you'd regretted, many you'd denied, but there's 1 he'd finally accept.

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He was your ‘brothers’ best friend.

Even from a young age, Iwaizumi Hajime had always captured your interest - most would often sway towards Oikawa but considering he was your older brother figure as your families were quite close, you saw quite enough of him already.

To anyone, your favouritism was evident, including to Oikawas' parents who regularly took you to collect Tōru from his Volleyball club practices.

Gingerly you walked past the child players who varied in height but were all taller than you, some recognising you and side stepping so you could locate your targets faster.

All while Tōrus older sister filmed the humorous ritual. You strolled toward the familiar pair, Oikawa immediely breaking into a blinding smile and picking you up with a prideful greeting. Iwaizumi halted beside his partner whilst he lifted you (there was only 2 years between you but at this age you'd yet to grow).

However, it was not your brother you wanted - no, he held you in his arms only for you pout and kick in his grasp.

Adhering to his childish personality, the cute Setter scoffed whilst mumbling curses as he passed you to his best friend who had his arms open already, used to this familiar favouritism behaviour - a smug look sent to his partner as you settled immediately with a content grin.

Happily you allowed Hajime to manoeuvre you to a piggy back position and carry you over to your amused family.

"This'll be good blackmail in the future y'know, I think for all of you~" Tōrus sister finally pressing stop on the recording, you supposed that at her age she had it out for her 'siblings'.

———

He was a crush.

A phase you'd told yourself, just some ridiculous school girl crush that'd pass eventually because above all else, he was a good friend.

"Hi (Y/n), Iwaizumi is here y'know." Oikawas sister said it with a playful mirth to her silky tone, knowing smirk situated on her face upon seeing you light up.

"Iwa?! Really~"

"That's the guy you talk about, on the high school team with your 'brother' right?"

"Yes! You have to me him -them- c'mon." Eagerly you dragged your friend into the kitchen where the two volleyball players were conversing.

"Hey guys."

"Awh! Chibi-chan, did you miss me? I know I'm amaz—"

Fluently you ducked under his open arms, flying straight into the unsuspecting but easily prepared Iwaizumi who only groaned in reply.

"Tch, not as amazing as Iwa-chan apparently."

"You've grown (Y/n), and who’s your friend?"

"Yeah, that's how life generally works Iwaizumi, oh and this Yuki."

"Nice to meet you. Oi, careful, you sound like Crappykawa and one of those is enough thanks." Iwaizumi chided after introductions, leaving you shaking your head but excited to ask your next question.

"How was the game? God I can't wait to start Aobajohsai next year! I'll finally be able to watch you guys for real."

"We won 2-0. Next year you can come to our practices too. We still need a manager and since Crappykawa is going to be Captain, he might put in a good word."

"Not likely, especially since you'll take Iwas' side in everything." Oikawa sneakily replied, giving you a childish face which you naturally returned.

"That's because he's usually right Tōru."

Once finishing your conversation, you left for your own home like originally planned with Yuki, also glad she’d finally met the two most important people in your life.

“Wow, you’re big brother figure is really good looking~”

“Ew no, did you even meet Iwaizumi? He’s so cool, he’s the arm wrestling champion at Aobajohsai.”

“You know we don’t stand a chance, they’ll be thirds years whilst we’re first years.” She’d awkwardly added, but you remained charismatically confident.

“You’re not thinking ahead, I’ll have a chance one day but until then there’s a bunch of cute guys in our year.”

“Yes, speaking of, I finally got the courage to speak to Tadashi-kun today~”

———

He was a protector.

"Back. Off." Every word was deadly punctuated, standing as a warning all on their own without needed the back up of Iwaizumis dangerous glare.

"Who are you?!" The pestered had glowered, having followed you from your friends’ party that night.

"Take another step and you'll find out."

"Iwaizumi, it's fine— I can handle this." You had every intention to, but Iwaizumi stood protectively in front of you and fingers twitching to punch this scoundrel if he dared make a move to touch you, it was best to leave it.

"Whatever.” Then he was gone, storming off in the other direction much to your joint relief.

“(Y/n) you need to be more careful.”

“I was careful! That’s why I messaged Oikawa the second I noticed him following me.” Hold on, why the hell was Iwaizumi here then?

“Creeps will target students walking alone, especially ones like you.”

“Don’t you think I know that? I’m not and idiot an— what do you mean ‘like me’?”

“What? You’re, y’know— you’re ours!” He seemed stifled by his response but he couldn’t exactly tell you it’s because you were considered attractive.

"You can stop treating me like a baby, I'm 16 Hajime! I can take care of myself, besides..." There was brief hesitation but your emotions were too strong. "I need to get used to you and Tōru not being around, don't I?"

It was a low blow, you knew that, but had every right to be angry at both the world and him, especially with that bubbling feeling of betrayal being so fresh.

"What? So protecting you suddenly means I'm treating you like a child?"

"What else would it be?" You bit back again, knowing by this point you were only being hurtful.

"That I—" A pause.

"That I care about you dumbass, is that so hard to believe? I know you're growing up but that doesn't mean me -or Tōru- are gonna stop looking out for you just because we're on the other side of the world."

"Sure it doesn’t, I'm going home." Despite his words being full of honesty, you turned your back on him and started walking.

"I'll walk you."

"No, I'll walk myself thanks."

"It wasn't a request."

Eventually you arrived at Oikawas’ house, storming in and ditching your shoes in his porch - the pretty brunette heaving a knowing sigh. Oikawa would give you a minute, Iwa having now walked into the house moments after without a word, and that’s when Oikawa followed your path and hesitantly knocked on his own bedroom door for entry.

"Don't be mad at Iwa-chan."

"Yeah yeah 'he's only trying to look out for you' and 'Hajime is protective over people close to him', heard it all before Tōru." Came your muffled reply, face hidden in your arms on the setters bed.

"...Guess you have but uh, this is different."

"Tch."

"It's because he's going to miss you, our Ace won't ever admit that but it's true. Not seeing you and dealing with our chaos all the time will be weird for him. You were near the top of his list to tell once he’d made his decision about California y'know?" Tōru sat tentatively beside you, a reassuring hand patting your back in aid of comforting you.

"Doesn't make it hurt any less, finding out I'm not only losing my big brother but his best friend too."

"You're more upset about me though right?" There was a preganant pause, quite honestly you weren't exactly listening but it was enough for Oikawa to sit abruptly from the bed. "Right?!"

"Tōru!"

"Fine fine, I'm taking that as a yes, but anyway, Iwa-chan just wants to make sure you're gonna be okay in life before he leaves (Y/n)."

There was another silence, a quiet sob escaping you that you’d desperately tried to cover up.

"…Where were you? I needed you Tōru and you weren’t there…"

You felt him cease up, the pain laced your voice and he knew it was partly because it’ll be this way for the foreseeable future, but this time wasn’t his fault.

“Iwa-chan was here when I got your message, he was out the house before I could even put my shoes on. So I waited here for when you came back.” They really were the best team. “Anyway, I’ll prepare my sisters old room for you to stay tonight.”

Awkwardly you shuffled into the kitchen, finding the Ace situated at the table, already changed into a t-shirt and joggers he had here and tiredly brooding over some freshly made tea.

"Hey..." The quietened whisper from your lips surprised even you, let alone Hajime who looked up from his cup with a softening frown.

"Hey, you okay?"

"Yeah, I um, I wanted to apologise. You were only trying to help and you even walked me home after I was a crappy friend so..."

"Anytime." There was a hanging silence again, hugging yourself a bit before the brunette awkwardly cleared his throat. "I uh, I understand you were upset, and butting in on the situation probably wasn't necessary so I'm sorry too. It just pissed me off."

"We're good then?"

"Yeah, we're good."

Pausing at the entrance, you sighed quietly - bare feet quickly tapping on the floor and before Hajime could check the origin you'd engulfed him from behind, arms wrapped around his chest and nose buried in the nape of his neck.

"I'll miss you too Hajime."

You heard his breath hitch, muscles tensing under your touch and tentative fingers gracing your own with a gently sigh.

Then you pulled away slightly, the same moment he'd looked back to you, gazes meeting for only a few sacred seconds like sharing a thousand words. Softly you smiled, both of you laughing as your fingers slipped from his figure and you'd walked back to the guest room. Only to find Oikawa sat expectantly on the bed waiting for you.

"You tell him?"

"Not quite. But I said enough."

———

He was a traitor.

Not a phase. It must be a familiarity thing then, Hajime had always been present in your life since you could remember. There wasn't a prolonged period of time when he hadn't been involved - at school, at home, with Oikawa, even on vacations, or via social media.

Maybe once he'd left, once he was no longer around, the constant familiarity wouldn't influence your feelings anymore.

For now though, when you were gifted a moment alone with him that’d likely be your last, you decided it couldn’t hurt to express your feelings. Calmly and nonchalantly.

"I like you Hajime."

"I like you too (Y/n)." He paused, soft and sentimental smile gracing his lips briefly as if resenting his next words. "But you know there's the age thing."

"I know, but I'm in it for the long game."

You could tell your confident statement caught him off guard, yes Iwaizumi knew the topic of conversation was to be handled with care but that didn’t mean he wasn’t perplexed by you.

"I don't want you to wait for me or anything, considering I'm heading to California."

"I had no intention of waiting, our paths will cross again. It's nice knowing you're out there, I'm out there, and we both know. That's enough." You shrugged, leaning back far too casually for the situation.

"Knowing we're both out in the world, I can play along with that."

"Besides, I'll win in the end Hajime."

"Oh yeah? What makes you so sure."

There was a playful smirk on your lips as you sat up a little straighter, hands clasped and head tilted in curiosity. "Well, date me now?"

"No way."

"Okay, then date me later?"

"..." Despite his snapping reply earlier, he now furrowed his brows in thought. "You don't even know what we'll being doing in the future."

"You're not saying no."

"..." A flicker of realisation when meeting your competitive gaze.

"See." You smirked. "That's what makes so sure."

"The long game huh?" Iwaizumi smiled "Count me in."

Oikawa joined you both then, stepping out onto the field and standing before your sitting figures.

"I'm still going to hate you though." A playful punch hitting Iwaizumis’ shoulder as you rose to your feet. "For leaving. I can't hide those feelings very well."

"I know, and it's okay. Hate me for as long as you need to."

“You two done? Let’s go~”

However it was the text later that night which left you more confused than ever.

[ Iwa: Finally. ]

[ (Y/n): Huh? ]

[ Iwa: I didn't give you an answer earlier, so that's it. ]

[ Iwa: Date you finally. ]

[ (Y/n): What does that mean? Eventually??? Later??? Iwaaaaa!!!! 😭 ]

[ Iwa: You're playing the long game remember? So you'll just have to wait I guess. Anyways tell Shittykawa he better be up early tomorrow, night (Y/n) x ]

[ (Y/n): Tōrus' right, you are mean! 💀 ]

———

He was a friend.

"Someone grew up good." Iwaizumi nodded to you in greeting when you’d shown up to Oikawas’ family home, yourself gladly embracing the former traitor.

"Iwa-chan! That's my little chibi-chan!" Oikawa was quick to chastise, even at your expense.

"Tōru I'm not so little anymore, I'm a grown assed human with a job and rent for crying out loud!"

"With a petty attitude to boot." Oikawa mocked, sticking his tongue at you like you were children again.

"Wonder who they got that from Crappykawa?"

"How dare you compare me to him Iwaizumi?! That's it, we're enemies now - prepare to lose."

"I just got back from California, can't we do things normally for once? Like unpack, then celebrate my graduation by going out for dinner together like old times?"

Yourself and Oikawa looked at each other with offended expressions, mirroring smirks etching onto your lips once you'd set your attention back on an irritated Iwa.

"Nope!" You devilishly grinned, Oikawa already holding up Mario Kart controllers as he finished off.

"We're going to my place to have a tournament, loser buys dinner!"

"Idiots."

“Woah, us ‘idiots’ threw you a graduation party. We’re the best friends ever, you should be thanking rather than insulting us y’know.” Oikawa pointedly corrected referring to the destination later tonight.

“Yeah, when Tōru got back from the airport, we even tried making you a cake!”

“Guys… thanks so much…”

“Iwa-chan, congratulations on your graduation.” Tōru proudly cemented, next you gladly followed. “And welcome home.”

———

He was the love of your life.

It was a beautiful summers night in Tokyo, and you'd come to congratulate Iwaizumi on his recent job offer as the Japanese Olympic Volleyball Teams fitness trainer.

You didn't think you'd be sitting beside him staring up at the stars though, a blissful warm breeze allowing you to truly feel the moment.

It seemed Iwaizumi was the same, content smile upon his face.

"It's nice to see you (Y/n), I'm glad you made it."

"Well it's easier when you don't have to catch a flight from the other side of the world." It was evident to whom you’d referred, his absence always being felt in some way.

"Heh, yeah I got to speak to him over video chat though."

"Ugh that means he didn't get the slaps he deserves." Was your witty reply, Iwaizumi laughing alongside you.

"Nah, but don't worry I managed to scold him for anything ridiculous he came out with."

"Like beating everyone?"

"Exactly. With the team I'm gonna train, I'll kick his ass." It amazed you, that even as best friends their rivalry continued into adulthood.

"I hope you both do well Hajime."

"Hm, I hope Japan and Argentina get to face one another most of all."

"You miss him."

"Yeah." A sentimental smile and Iwa turned to you. "And I miss you too."

The atmosphere once again settled into that of comfortable tranquility. You supposed there was only one last thing to say then.

"Well Iwaizumi Hajime, I have one last question for you tonight."

"I know, you've been waiting. So go ahead." It was a challenge, the brunette facing you with an expectant smirk that matched your own.

"Date me now?"

"Don't you remember? I said date you, finally."

"Finally?" You mimicked again, still not knowing what he’d meant by that phrase.

"Guess the long game is over now huh?" Iwaizumi shrugged nonchalantly, despite his mocking tone which only left you sarcastically retorting.

"Shut up asshole."

"It meant, I may not have been your first love (Y/n), but I have every intention of being your last." His sentiment surprised you, especially if this is the thought he had when typing that text all those years ago. "If that's okay with you obviously."

"It is Hajime, then it's your call."

"(Y/n), will you finally go on a date with me?"

"No." You'd said it proudly, Hajime only knowingly smirking. "You don't get to take the victory lap now. This is my game, and I asked you first. You owe me an answer."

"Ah man, it was worth a shot but the only true loss here is missing the chance to be with you so yeah."

"Don't get all sappy on me Hajime! It doesn't suit you."

"Hey! I said I'd date you (Y/n), aren't I supposed to be a little sentimental with that." Though he seemed confident, Iwaizumi hadn’t hidden his blush very well.

"You might want to make another call to Oikawa, I'm sure dating his 'Chibi-chan' will have him back here in no time. Don't you need his permission huh?"

"Already got it." Iwaizumi seemed smug about it, no doubt probably asking prior to this encounter since he already knew what you wanted to ask - but you had your own surprises.

"Funny, I did too."

"You asked his permission to date me?!"

"Duh, you're his best friend. I got permission before you even left for California~"Not explicitly, but you assumed Oikawa had always known how you felt.

"You really had me from the start didn't you?"

"Yeah, but you had me too Iwa.”

Iwaizumi Hajime was (and had been) your everything. But you were always his everything too.

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leahrintarou · 7 months

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☠︎︎ DAY TEN: SIZE KINK FT. SUNA

☠︎︎ WARNINGS: praising if you squint, drabble, pumpkin carving, y/n is clumsy, tiny mention of blood, go big or go home...lol

☠︎︎ WORD COUNT: 1k

"careful, n/n. don't hurt yourself" suna warned, aiding y/n in carving a design into the pumpkin. she was currently sitting on the carpeted floor in front of the sofa while suna sat behind her, her back leaning against his chest.

after a long night and having trouble sleeping, the two decided to have a random pumpkin carving session despite it being twelve in the morning.

his arms were engulfing her frame and his hands were rested atop of her own. "suna, i'm not a child, i know how to handle sharp objects" she said, taking her eye's off of the pumpkin for a split second. suna's eyes widened when he realized this but, before he could remove the tool from her hold, y/n quickly pulled back her hand when a stinging pain was felt in her finger.

she unknowingly pressed herself back onto suna, making him shudder from her movements. "oops". suna hummed in a cocky manner before sighing at the red liquid that dripped down y/n finger. "you know how to handle sharp objects? come on, n/n" suna stood up, aiding y/n in following his actions before walking behind her figure and into the bathroom.

y/n stood in front of the sink before feeling suna's lap slightly press against her lower back to reach for the faucet. he held her injured finger under the running water, watching as the red liquid washed away and down the drain. y/n looked up in the reflection of the mirror, catching suna's gaze and somewhat tensed figure.

his eyes quickly flickered to his lap before looking back up to y/n. "suna..?" she called, noticing his tensed state and the reasoning behind it. in the reflection of the mirror, his growing erection was evident behind y/n's figure. "ignore it".

"..but-"

"ignore it."

he let out a sigh before wrapping an arm around her shoulder to cup her cheek in his palm. "let just watch a movie. it'll go away, okay?" y/n met suna's lust filled eye's in the mirror, hesitantly nodding to his words. she knew he wanted to take care of his unwanted arousal but due to the fact they the two were only a month into their relationship, the topic of actual intercorse wasn't something they've discussed as of yet.

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y/n lifted her head from suna's shoulder as images of the movie flashed across the tv's screen. the living room was dimly lit, the only light source, being the tv itself. she had picked up on his unsteady breathing, before noticing how his hand traveled to his lower abdomen.y/ n couldn't help but feel needy, herself which lead her to make swift movements and settle herself on suna's lap.

"pretty, i said to ignore it" a staggered breath fell from his lips when she leaned forward pressing herself against him even more. "you want me to ignore my own neediness too?" she questioned, making suna let out a small sigh. y/n once again grinded herself against him making suna firmly grip her waist to stop her movements.

he quickly allowed her to sit up, aiding her in removing her pants before she returned to her previous position. he reached into the fabric of her underwear before rubbing soothing circles against her bud.

y/n leaned forward, burying her face into suna's neck, a whine leaving her lips when she didn't receive the pleasure that she wanted the most. "rin, i want more of you" she mumbled, feeling how suna's movements slowed after her words. "pretty, are you sure?".

y/n nodded against him, not missing the fact that a hum of acknowledgement erupted from his voice. now he'd completely stop his movements and focused on y/n's features, admiring her reaction when he'd lower his pants to his thighs, revealing his erection.

he felt her legs shiver before leaning up to press a kiss against her lips. suna placed his hands onto her hips, sitting her up before moving the restricting fabric of her underwear, to the side. he slowly aligned himself, letting out a sigh when he just barely entered y/n's sex.

a moan of his name fell from her lips making a smirk appear onto his lips. "aw, does it hurt, pretty?" y/n could only let out a whine when suna lowered her onto himself even further. "you can take more that that, can't you?" he teased, noticing how y/n's legs faltered to keep herself up.

"rin, it's too much"

"really? i thought you said that you wanted more" y/n's breath practically left her body the minute suna loosened his grip on her hips, causing her to fully slide down and onto his erection. she whined his name, reaching for the fabric of his hoodie, holding it firmly in a grip.

despite feeling so desperate for friction suna decided to wait for y/n to adjust since he himself felt how tense she was due to the sudden penetration. a small whimper escaped from her mouth, making suna glance down at her features. she sighed before tugging on his hoodie indicating that her could continue his movements.

once again, he placed his hand back onto her waist, slowly aiding her to pleasure both him and herself. low moans escaped from his voice, the prolonged erection that'd he'd dealt with for almost two hours, now feeling so satisfied to the the slightest amount of friction. "more" she mumbled, finally beginning to enjoy the way suna's length caressed her walls.

he followed her words, speeding up her motions which only caused their peaks to arrive just as fast. "go ahead and let go, pretty"

and she did just that, a drawn out moan leaving through a staggered breath as she buried her face into the crook of suna's neck. he was able to keep himself together as y/n finished before carefully lifting her off of himself.

she now seated atop his thighs before replacing suna's hand with her own, stroking him to aid with his own peaceful frenzy. he groaned admiring how his arousal slowly streamed down y/n's fist as he steadied his breathing.

"now that you've gotten used to me, you can handel a bit more, right?"

"more?"

"on your knees, pretty"

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simp-lyanimewritings · 1 year

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Yandere Black butler how would ciel , Finny and Sebastian react if their darling was in love with someone else ?

Ciel Phantomhive

There is no doubt that Ciel would already have knowledge of his darling having their heart set on someone other than him. He does have Sebastian watching their every move, learning everything he possibly can about them and their life after all. From the very moment this other opposing person comes into the picture, Ciel would be planning their demise, whether that be their general death or the downfall of their own reputation as well as that of their family, or both highly depends on just how offending he finds this person. And he finds them very offending, as anyone would when their darling is concerned.

Ciel wouldn’t let the fact that his darling’s heart belonging to another would affect him as much as it truly does. When he first found out he was obviously not pleased but he would try his damndest not to let it show. Around his darling he would still be chivalrous and gentlemanly, even when the other person they were in love with was around he would act courteous and cordial but it would of course be fake. As much as Ciel would want to berate and insult the very person who is in his way of having his darling completely, he would restrain himself in the company of others. But you can bet he’ll still find a way to humiliate and belittle his target nonetheless.

If by chance his darling had been able to keep their love for someone else hidden from him and especially Sebastian, Ciel would be completely blindsided upon finding out. Especially if they were to have announced their upcoming marriage to said other person. Ciel would want to act impulsively and he even may do just that by having Sebastian steal away the darlin, most likely killing their lover in the process. But overall Ciel would want to handle this fragile situation very diligently and methodically. He doesn’t want to miss a step especially having not been completely aware of there being someone else in his darling’s life, let alone their heart.

Finnian

Finny would be completely heartbroken learning that there was someone else who had his darling’s heart. He would be a sobbing, inconsolable mess. His usual bright smile and happy demeanor would diminish. Finny would be understanding at first because of course you wouldn’t be able to love a monster like him but he still can’t help but to love his darling with his entire being. All it would take is some choice words from Baldroy, Mey-Rin and even Sebastian to give Finny the courage to keep fighting for his darling’s affections. And also a little tea time with Tanaka too.

Finny couldn’t possibly ever imagine giving up on his darling. No, even if they did love someone that wasn’t him he would never stop trying. And with Baldroy, Mey-Rin and Tanaka all there to cheer him on, supporting him in his endeavors, Finny would feel unstoppable. If he was angry enough or even desperate enough he would have no problem getting rid of his problem altogether; his darling’s lover. It wouldn’t take much after all, not for Finny to do even a shred of damage to the person stealing his darling from him. But that wouldn’t be his immediate go to. No, Finny would try to pull at his darling’s hearts strings first.

He would cry and beg them to not leave him alone. He’d plead for them to stay in his life, even if they do already have someone else in his place. Finny is usually an air head who isn’t consciously aware of what he does more times then not, but when he means to he can be pretty manipulative. Using his childish nature and sunshine demeanor to get his darling specifically to let their guard down only for him to guilt trip them into oblivion resulting in him usually getting his way.

Sebastian Michaelis

Sebastian would be a little taken aback that he wasn’t able to swindle his darling away from whoever they had their heart set on before. He doesn’t take too well to the whole thing. He certainly believes he is far more deserving of his darling; heart, mind, body, and soul. This other person couldn’t possibly compare, all Sebastian had to do was show his darling what they were missing.

At first he may try and get into his darling’s head, getting them to question themself and their lover. Especially questioning whether this is the right thing to do or if this person is really what they seem. If that doesn’t work or takes much too long for Sebastian’s tastes he will further bring mistrust into his darling and their lover’s lives. He would try to seduce them, wanting nothing more than for his darling to actually indulge in him but if they weren’t to do so and were adamant of staying loyal to that someone else in their life, Sebastian would be pushed to the edge.

It’s honestly a surprise that he didn’t start with killing to begin with but no matter what this is where he’d end up either way. Even if his darling were to choose him before he got to this point, Sebastian would still end up killing their original choice eventually. Why not just get rid of the problem altogether, especially to ensure it doesn’t rear its ugly head up again.

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robinofinashiro · 6 months

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prompt: “you want me to show them who you belong to, don't you? put you in your place?"

characters/fandom: johnny joestar x reader

request status/note: sorry im having a SUPER hyperfixation over my cowboy husband

pronouns used: she/her and afab!

you were standing by your horse, ready to come out with your horse to the music that was playing. you were sporting your most iconic outfit, one that many knew about.

you were a pretty well known jockey, especially around the Kentucky area. you had your start right alongside with Johnny Joestar. Kentucky's best jockey really up until his accident. you took a lot of your inspiration from the blond haired boy and although he never knew about it, it wasn't really a secret to those around you.

being a jockey, that also meant that you had to participate in showcases. those were generally saved for when a big race was coming up and the one on the table was the Kentucky Derby. the big one as everyone called it.

you were in the running to the winner for the women's race and you felt on top of the world as everyone chattering around you was just as excited as you were about it.

"from her home state of ( insert here)," you didn't wait for your name to be called as you instantly kicked your horse off and ran around the track, smiling to the crowd as you waved your baby blue hat to them.

with being a horse prodigy and a current jockey, you knew it wasn't very hard to be able to do tricks with your horse. making sure that you consulted all of your friends and trainers to make sure that the horse wasn't getting hurt in the process, you managed to slightly stand up on her, blowing kisses to the crowd again.

not too far away from where you standing now with your horse was Gyro and Johnny. Gyro couldn't help but chuckle at how confident you were with the crowd. he knew how you really were. you weren't as confident or outgoing in person as you were in front of the crowd.

you were a shy one. someone who tended to keep to herself unless your were spoken too. Gyro being a 3x time Kentucky Derby winner and in the jockey game a lot longer than you were, he heard the real whispers around your name. you were smitten with his best friend.

Johnny Joestar. the star of the Joestar family was itching to get back on the race track.

it didn't help that Johnny was also just as attracted to you but the two of you hardly ever chatted with each other. it was like a game of cat and mouse but neither of you wanted to take the bait.

as you put your horse back to her stable to eat and get well rested after the showcase, you went to the bathroom to reapply makeup and freshen up. you knew that as soon as you stepped back out, you'd have to do a plethora of interviews.

you fixed the baby blue next scarf and dusted off your newly put on skirt. you were also sporting a vest with nothing underneath it. you generally liked to keep your image clean for any younger fans but you figured with the world practically praising you, you could get away with a little bit of skimpiness.

as soon as you stepped out onto the scene, a few reporters went towards you asking for an interview. you agreed to a few, wanting to just get over with it and make your way to the saloon not too far from the race track.

every now and again you noticed Gyro staring at you. you wanted to know what he wanted but with Johnny standing right next to him, you felt a bit intimidated.

once you finished your interviews, you were grabbing your chapstick from the inside of your boot and applying it when Gyro walked over. you gave him a knowing look, wondering what bullshit he was about to tell you. that was the only perk of being friends with Gyro was that the two of you treated each other like siblings.

"yes, what do you need Zeppeli," you asked, standing against a wooden pole. he chuckled, "the baby blue and subtle stars on your boots? you're not fooling anyone darling. it has Johnny written all over it." you laughed, rolling your eyes, "I didn't know Johnny owned baby blue and stars."

Gyro shook his head in annoyance.

"its just funny that the two things that the Joestar boy is famous for is exactly what you're wearing," you wanted to fight back but you knew there was no chance when Gyro had caught you, "I just thought that the outfit was cute and my designer agreed."

Gyro agreed, "oh believe me, you are a cute little thing and if it wasn't for Johnny, I'd totally go after you but there's a reason why he's glaring down at me right now," you slightly turned yourself around to see Johnny tapping his crutches with annoyance.

the skirt that reached up to your mid thigh was blowing against the wind as you started to feel the chills that the Kentucky night was bringing.

"i'm going to be at Shooters tonight with the rest of these fuckers. you and Johnny should come along," you said as you walked off

Gyro hummed in amusement as he watched you kick the dirt and go towards the hundred year old saloon that became infamous for horse jockeys. he knew Johnny was going to be there regardless but maybe a little bit of alcohol would help the two of you loosen up.

as soon as they arrive, they spotted you with your close friends, sitting as a booth with mugs of beer. you were still wearing your outfit from earlier but now it looked like you rode up the skirt a bit more and opened a few buttons from your vest.

Johnny and Gyro stayed towards the bar, talking amongst the friends that they had there when they noticed you were already on the dance floor, dancing with a friend of yours.

"Johnny, look," he whispered as he gave his friend a nudge. Johnny looked up and as soon as his eyes landed on yours. you were using your hat as a fan as you tried to make yourself look as sober as possible.

the three of you were now several mugs of beer into the night and you were more open to talking to whoever was around you. Gyro made his way to a girl that was dancing with you as he flashed her his grills and grabbed her hand. she instantly acknowledged what he was insinuating and started dancing against him.

you were moving to the music, minding your own, when you felt someone behind you. not giving a care in the world, you started dancing against them, smiling to the music.

Gyro shot Johnny a look of acknowledgement as he knew that if neither of you were sober, this would not be the situation that would be playing out.

as you turned around to drink some more of your beer, you noticed those bright eyes that belonged to none other than Johnny himself. your eyes widened as you instantly tried to remember when he appeared behind you but you had been dancing long enough that you just figured you were dancing with different people.

just as the song changed, the small bit of confidence you had left, you managed to sit Johnny down on a chair and started dancing on top of him. your closest friend, Abby, and Gyro, stared at each other as they realized what was going on.

Johnny was lax against the chair, sipping on his beer as your legs were wrapped around his waist lazily, "don't think you'll mind if i steal this from you?" you asked lazily as you grabbed his beanie from his head, tossing your own hat in the sea of people. he chuckled as he watched you fix his hat on your head.

"not at all," he chuckled against your neck, "it's like you want me to show them who you belong to, don't you? put you in your place?" Johnny hadn't had this kind of confidence in what felt like years. before his accident, during his days as that cocky jockey from the famous Joestar family, he would've said it like it was nothing but now? it was even surprising to him.

"maybe I do. maybe that's the whole reason why I'm here dressed in a very Johnny Joestar outfit," you murmured back, your lips now against his, "ever think that's why I showed up like this today?" Johnny's hands found your thighs as he rubbed them slowly.

"maybe I'll give everyone a show, just to showcase that you really are mine," he replied as stood up and balanced himself against his crutches and pointing out that now very large hickey on your neck. you rolled your eyes as you realized that the hickey he left you was nothing compared to how you left his lips. battered and bruised for the lack of a better word.

"i think you're on the right track, ( your name ), i think it's time we do show everyone that you were always mine."

and that Johnny did. the following morning, you had woken up to being tangled in Johnny's arms as Gyro and Abby were sending you the newlines that you were "befriending" Johnny Joestar at the famous jockey salooon.

you knew that befriending was far from the truth as the marks on both of your bodies told a completely different story and it didn't take an idiot to see that as the next race you were competing in, you were wearing Johnny's most famous beanie and the lipstick he always adorned.

#anime #anime imagines #anime imagine #johnny joestar x you #johnny joestar x reade #johnny joestar x reader #johnny joestar imagine #jjba part 7 #jjba imagine #jjba x reader #jojos bizarre adventure

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captainwholecake · 1 year

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May I have a headcanon for Ace, Law and Luffy react to having a s/o who is a smart scientist???

a/n: Law would be into it tell me otherwise

warnings: Ace and Law being into it with no context given what so ever

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Portgas D. Ace

* someone please tell me where this is from exactly because it’s so fucking cute I love him 🥺🥺

This himbo of a man would absolutely be into it

He would think of it being fucking cool

Absolutely wil brag about how smart his s/o is too

Strongly into the lab coat

most likely would try to get his s/o test shit on him and they would be like NOO

like that child having a knife vine/meme type of bullshit

I imagine it would like dexters lab situation with dexters sister being ace and all

Probably be in the corner when his s/o is working on stuff

the small part of me who loves seeing this man sulk is in tears rn

Marco and Thatch definitely had to physically hold him back so he doesn’t bother his s/o a few times

Thatch would want some science action to see if would make his cooking *chef kiss* level like isn’t already

I believe he steals his s/o lab coats

Trafalgar Law

* y’all see that tiktok of someone saying every time they draw laws hands they want to you know to put c*m coming off his fingers and its to the CONNOR! military sounding audio or whatever ? Anyways

Couples who science together say together

HES A DOCTOR HE DOES HALF THAT SHIT ANYWAYS

Would still be really into it tho

Probably because I see him being really into trying to use him doctor shit on his s/o and it not working because you know but despite that he’s really into it for some reason

Law and s/o definitely joined forces for certain things like idk meds

he started wearing lab coats and shit because of them

AJDJEJD I’m imagining him talking to Rosie or some shit in this head going see what you did to me you bastard you got me

Penguin and Shachi definitely tease him for this

(Looks up shachi to make sure I spelled his correct) (sees what happened post wano 🫥🫥)

Bepo just confused and only ikkaku of all the other members knows whats up (SHES A QUEEN OKAY)

I genuinely don’t know what else to say OHHH

Do you think he would tell his s/o about his white lead disease

Monkey D. Luffy

* the moment I find where this is from its over for you bitches

this himbo but not the same level as his brother would think it would the coolest fucking thing in the world

LOOK AT ME AND TELL ME IM WRONG

Chopper and his s/o are besties no context needed

*loud banging fist on table* Do you think he would wrap his hands around his s/o’s waist or you know something like that and ask them everything but in a really polite way because he’s genuinely curious about it ????

I DIDNT PLAN TO SIMP FOR LUFFY IN THIS LISTEN TO ME ON THIS PLEASE

I feel like every one on the crew would be surprised expect for robin and jimbei (that reminds me I need to repost a reel I saw on insta related to my robinxfranky agenda)

Wears his s/os lab coats for fun (like wearing your s/os jacket you know)

AJDJD IMAGINE during the time Law was with them after punk hazard and hes sees Luffy wearing one and is majorly confused

He’d probably think he was going crazy then nami or someone explains to him the situation

I feel like I made Luffy’s more like Ace and Ace’s more like Luffy with how they would act

Uhh their brothers so it doesn’t matter

All around, mans would love his s/o and their profession for multitude of reasons

#one piece #one piece imagines #one piece scenarios #one piece scenario #one piece headcanons #monkey d luffy x reader #monkey d. luffy #portgas d ace x reader #portgas d ace #trafalgar d. water law #trafalgar law x reader #trafalgar law #anime imagine #anime imagines #one piece x reader #straw hats #straw hat pirates

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mikumana · 15 days

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Time for another NaruSasu domestic dynamics poll!!

This time:

Personally I am envisioning Sasuke in Naruto’s clothes more often but lmk:3 I just think he’d be so comfy fr

Update: You all have enlightened me to prefer Naruto in Sasuke’s clothing.

#naruto #sasuke #narusasu #sasunaru #naruto headcanons #anime imagine #naruto uzumaki #sasuke uchiha

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dumbkiri · 3 months

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𝐎𝐡, 𝐌𝐲 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴏɴᴇ: ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜɴ ʀɪꜱᴇꜱ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ

Gojo Satoru x Fem!Reader

In order to be a gentle lady of a house, you need to be a woman of patience and tolerance. Control your emotions and do not let your words slip from your mouth so easily. Sit across your prospects with regal dignity and speak when spoken to.

Your mother and grandmother were no longer on this earth to guide you or to make a decision for you. So what do you do when you sit across from a man who so desperately wanted your hand, but you wanted nothing to do with him?

“We hope to hear an answer from you today, Ms. [L.Name].”

You slowly opened your eyes and hummed in thought. The chai mixed with coconut milk swirled around with the small spoon being its cause. Your hand stopped moving and you tapped the white spoon on the rim of the tea cup.

Could it be possible to decline one of the strongest families in Jujutsu society? You always pondered this question and your good friends, Shoko and Satoru, have told you many times that yes, you definitely can do that. You cleared your throat and set the spoon down on your small plate decorated with sweets.

“I thank you for your patience, Naobito-sama and Naoya-san. Yet I have trouble with making a decision that decides my future. As you both know, I inherited the blessed technique from my mother and it is considered, well, a blessing, to hold such a power.”

But they do not know that blessed energy erases all signs of cursed energy. You could never give the strong heirs they wanted to the Zen’in Family because your children will grow up to harness blessed energy, not cursed. You know for a fact that Naoya would beat you for keeping such a secret from him.

“I have to speak with all my prospects before I come up with any decision. Remember this meeting is to cement the choosing ceremony. We work out our deals here and now then when or if I choose your gift,” You gestured to Naoya with a smile on your clear face, “Our deal is made with one another. May we continue with the terms?”

Naobito sighed while his son was growing angered by the second you ignored the bribe they tried to get you to take. You wanted things to be fair, so you didn’t care for the gift that Naobito told you that Naoya would put in the choosing ceremony. Then you insisted that he choose a new gift or else you would blatantly refuse it once the day comes.

“Yes, we shall proceed. What we want most is strong heirs,”

You held back the roll of your eyes behind your light purple veil. It was made of the most intricate lace and you did not want them to catch any signs of your annoyance. It fit well with the white shawl that connected with the light purple kimono.

“Children with your blessed energy will give a new power to the Zen’in Family. With that being said, any and all heirs that you produce will be well taken care of.”

You took the cup in your hand and indulged in a sip of the cool drink. Then you set it back with a soft clink and replied back,

“Even if they are born females?”

You knew exactly what you were implying when you asked this question. You saw how badly the twins, Maki and Mai, were treated. And you hated every second you spent at the Zen’in’s seeing this harsh treatment. They were just little girls back then and they should be treated with the same respect.

“If they are girls,” Naobito put his hand under his chin and murmured to himself. Then he put his hand down and said, “I expect Naoya and you to produce a male first.”

Your shoulder shook from your giggles and you lifted your veil a bit to glare at Naobito, “You know as well as I do that we are not in control of that. If you cannot ensure my future daughters' well beings then there should be no further discussion, Naobito-sama.”

You shifted to the left and picked up a brass bell at the corner of the table. Before you could ring it, a hand had clamped down on your wrist and your eyes followed up the trail of the traditional kimono.

Naoya was glaring at you with a scowl on his face like he was trying to formulate his sentence to the best of his ability. Then his lips parted to say,

“I know that no matter what, you will produce a male first. You’re a strong woman and you hold a powerful energy that only female members can attain. When our son is born, he will not possess the blessed energy, but my cursed technique or a variation of it. Our daughter will inherit that ability to control blessed energy and if she comes to existence, she will be treated like her brother. You have my word.”

To put trust in his word would be like feeding yourself to the wolves. Nonetheless, you took your hand back and nodded your head to the deal, “I understand, Naoya-san. I will see you at the choosing ceremony.”

You rang the bell and your faithful servant, Tadashi, slid the door behind you open to allow the Zen’in’s to leave your home. Naobito and Naoya walked out while you held your head down as they passed by. Another servant guided them out of your home while Tadashi bowed his head before walking in the room.

You lifted up your veil and looked up at Tadashi who gave you a sympathetic look.

“Lady [Name], our grandfather would beat me with a stick seeing an expression like that on your face. He would scold me for not doing my job.”

This caused you to wipe the look and replace it with a tired smile, “Oh, Tadashi, what’s that saying our grandparents used to say to us when they caught us fighting? We would be at each other’s throats, do you remember that?”

Tadashi laughed with his chest and he kneeled down at your side, “I would like to forget those memories. Anyways, they told us, ‘There is always trouble in the night, but the sun rises every morning’.”

You rubbed your cheeks with the tip of your fingers and said, “Tadashi, whoever I go to, will you follow me? You’re the only family I have left and I cannot imagine myself surviving all alone.”

“Now we both know grandfather would rise from the grave if I do not follow you. Of course, anywhere you go, no matter how far, I will be right behind you.” Tadashi promised and he stood up to his full height. He walked out of the room and told you that there was one more prospect that would like to speak to you.

You cleared your throat and put your veil back down to cover the upper half of your face. Your eyes were hooded and you fixed your position. With a shaky hand, you rang the bell and waited for the man that would be making a deal with you.

“Ow, Maki, did you really have to bring a weapon with you?”

“Of course!”

“Did you see the way they glared at her? I would have brought a weapon too!”

“Salmon.”

The door slid open and you stared at your students with your mouth parted in surprise. You couldn’t believe that your students were here, especially on an important day. You wanted to scold them for doing this until you felt a very familiar cursed energy behind you.

“Good morning, earthworm! I decided to bring your favorite people to eat some lunch with you while you take a break from seeing those old men!”

You turned back around on your knees and pointed at Satoru with a worried glare, “What are you doing here? And you dragged our students to be here too? Do you know what this would look like? Like I’m not taking my marriage prospects seriously.”

Control your emotions. Be patient and tolerant. You chanted this a few times in your head then you focused back to the teenagers that awkwardly stood at the entrance of the room. You addressed all of them with a stern tone, “Did Naobito-sama and Naoya-san see you?”

Satoru shook his head furiously behind you and made a ‘X’ with his hands over his head.

Yuta rubbed the back of his neck and spoke up for his group, “Yeah and well, we weren’t accepted gracefully. B-but your servant, Tadashi, said it would be okay for us to have lunch with you! That Naoya was the second to last of your marriage…people…husbands?”

You rubbed your temple and called for Tadashi who immediately appeared in the room with his head bowed.

“And what of the last man, how long is he willing to wait? I don’t have time to eat with my students although I would love to. I do not want him waiting for too long, Tadashi.”

You didn’t want to reprimand Tadashi in front of your students, but these meetings needed to be taken seriously. The brown haired adult cleared his throat and gestured to the man at your table, “Excuse the terrible announcement, but Ms. [L.Name], Gojo Satoru is the last man. He was the one to suggest lunch with your students to make you comfortable.”

You could feel the confidence radiating off of Satoru’s body. You glanced at him from behind your veil and he was currently leaning on the palms of his hands. One leg was bent and the other stretched out to you from underneath the table.

“You can hide your eyes with that lace cloth, but your blush is very apparent.”

His words made the heat on your face even more unbearable and you looked away from him. Your right hand flew to your face and you cleared your throat, not wanting to make his words any truer than they already were.

“Well then, please sit down.” You told your students and they happily crowded the table. A spot was left free by your right side and you looked at Yuta oddly. Did he not want to sit close to you?

You had thought you and Rika settled your differences. Your questioning gaze took up Satoru’s attention and he smiled at your turmoil.

“I invited another to join us, but they’re running late.”

Yuta looked to his left and saw the scrutinizing squint you were giving him.

“I don’t want to get beat up, [L.Name]-sensei.”

Was all he said as an explanation then someone else barged into the room dumping his backpack onto the floor. You didn’t have time to greet the person because he dropped his body down next to you with a huff. Spiky hair blocked your vision as the person gave you a hug and greeting,

“Sorry, I’m late. Someone invited me an hour ago.”

Megumi pulled away with a grumble and glared at Satoru who snickered at him. You hugged the boy back and looked down at his attire. He was in his school uniform and it looked a bit tattered.

“Megumi, did you get into a fight?”

The boy ignored your look and pulled away from your loving hands that skimmed over his face that was slowly forming bruises. So this is what Yuta meant. He was afraid Megumi was going to beat him up.

“What a silly notion.”

You chuckled and servants flooded the room with food on plates. You let Megumi enjoy the food as did the rest of your students. They were very interested in what you had to say about your whole ordeal.

“I just hope my future husband is…I don’t know.”

You deflated and thought back to your prospects. None of them were truly nice to you and all they cared about was the blessed energy you had.

“It’s hard to know that I’m the last one in my family with a technique that every family wants to grab a hold of. The thing is, they don’t know the important downside of marrying a [L.Name] that has blessed energy.”

You drank more of your tea and explained further with your head down in shame, “Any heirs I produce will not be able to have cursed techniques. Carrying the babe for nine months will erase anything they inherit from their father. My sons will become protectors of their sisters. Like how Tadashi is my protector.”

“W-why not just tell them that?”

Yuta stuttered and he yelped when Maki smacked the back of his head. Then she picked up her bowl of rice saying, “She’s the last of her lineage, idiot. Why do you think that is?”

Yuta looked around the table for an answer and you handed over some beef to Megumi’s plate which he took gratefully. You spoke softly and said to Yuta,

“My family was assassinated one night. All my cousins, aunts and uncles. Even my mother, who was the holder of Nami’s Miracle, our ancestor from the Heian Period, died that night. Tadashi, at the time, slept in the room next to me and he heard the commotion first and woke me up. As stated before, a male [L.Name] is assigned as a protector and he was mine. He dragged me out of my room and hid the both of us in this room.”

You closed your eyes and sighed, “My mother died because she was the reincarnation of Nami. They killed her because Nami was Sukuna’s, how do I put this?”

Your two students, Maki and Panda, and Megumi spoke up all at once.

“Slave.”

“Wife.”

“Concubine.”

This earned a forced smile from you, “Yes, all those. They were afraid that Nami would overtake my mother’s soul and I don’t know, betray everyone? The only reason why I lived was because Nami’s Miracle was passed down to me with a ritual after my mother took her last breath. They believe that I could be controlled by their authority, they weren’t wrong about that. I am indulging in their marriage proposals.”

“And if you tell them that your future children cannot inherit cursed techniques, what’ll happen?” Yuta innocently asked, he wasn’t in the mood to eat anymore.

“Nothing will happen to her,” Megumi grumbled, stuffing rice into his mouth as he chewed angrily. Even thinking about harm or death coming to you made his blood boil. “They won’t lay a hand on her.” The 13 year old boy boldly stated and swallowed his food with a drink of his water.

“He’s right,” Maki chimed in, “[L.Name]-sensei will be protected by us, no matter who she marries. You better let us know if they hurt you, got it?” She directed the question at you and accepted her words. Your students were too precious for their own good.

“Hey, this is my proposal, not yours,” Satoru leaned over the table with an elbow propped up and his chin in his hand. He tilted his head from his students then to you. Despite his blindfold and your thin veil, he stared straight into your eyes. You could feel the way he drank your appearance up.

“I don’t care if our sons become protectors of their sisters. But that’s because I believe that our sons will still get something out of being their protector. After all, we are the strongest sorcerers, the same will go for our children.”

Children. Not heirs.

“But if they don’t?” You straightforwardly asked.

Satoru hummed and put his chin in his hand puffing out his cheeks for dramatics. Then he raised his arms up and said happily, “Well then, they’ll have my good looks! Come on, eat up! I made sure Tadashi had the servants in the kitchen cook your favorites along with Megumi’s.”

Megumi swallowed his current piece of food and pointed a death glare at his guardian, “I deserve this after you sent me a late invite. I swear you like to see me fail.”

“Nope!” Satoru shouted and picked up a sweet delicacy, “I just love to prove how much you love your dear mother figure!”

You giggled at Megumi’s staunch commitment with his words, “I will choose her infinitely over you as a father figure.”

“That’s enough from you both,” You hugged Megumi into your side as you winked at Satoru trying to appeal to the white haired male. But his feelings were hurt by the young boy.

“Excuse you, I’m the one who found you in the dumpster,” Satoru said offhandedly.

This caused Yuta to look at Megumi with wide eyes, “Wait, Megumi was found in a dumpster?”

“Yep! Discarded like he was nothing and I had to be the one to find him!” Satoru leaned back on his palms again while Megumi slammed his hand on the table. Some of the silverware and dishes clinked against one another,

“No, I wasn’t found in the dumpster! Also you’re the one who approached me with a weird looking face! [Name] was the only one out of the two of you that was approachable!” Megumi shouted in defiance.

It was at this moment you wished you could stop time. You were surrounded by people you loved and who loved you back. Megumi and your students filled parts of you that your family should have if they were still alive.

You watched silently as Megumi and Satoru argued with your hands in your lap. Maki and the boys grinning at the silly scene that radiated a comfortable environment for all.

If you were married to Naoya, you know that moments spent with your newfound family would be no more. Maki was a discarded Zen’in and Megumi…well he was under the care of you and Satoru. Your other students were also going to be turned away.

Your eyes fluttered over to Satoru and you saw the way he slightly turned his head to you. He closed his mouth holding back his retort and shouted shifting to a different target, “Maki, you won’t believe this, but Panda and Yuta lost Playful Cloud!”

“They what!”

“That’s not true! He's lying!”

It was a diversion so Satoru could speak to you alone over the table while Megumi joined in the teens yelling at one another.

“You’re nervous.”

This statement from Satoru was true.

“Of course, I am. This week is the choosing ceremony and the holidays are coming up. I will be with my husband celebrating Christmas with him for the first time…if he celebrates it.”

You said all this with a dejected tone. Meanwhile, Satoru listened diligently to your words, spoken and unspoken. He knew you were concerned over the life you had now and what would be taken away once you marry.

Satoru hummed and leaned over the table again, but this time he was much closer to you. Carefully, he reached his hands out and pinched the end of your veil and pulled it over your head.

“He was right to call you pretty girl this entire time,” Satoru whispered.

Your breath hitched and your heart ached from the mention of an old friend. Pretty girl was a nickname Suguru Geto honored you with while Satoru stuck with earth worm because of your love for gardening.

“Satoru, I might do something stupid if I marry Naoya. Like jumping off of a bridge,” You looked down and missed the way Satoru’s body tensed up.

“Don’t worry, everything will be okay,” He pulled away and the veil slipped down once his fingers released the fabric, “ because I promise that I will be your husband.”

This declaration rang with truth, you could feel the shivers run down you back once the words left his mouth. Yeah, it would be a blessing to marry your high school crush.

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Read the original series here under the title called "The Wife of Gojo Satoru"

#x reader #anime imagine #manga imagine #x female reader #gojo satoru x reader #jjk gojo #gojo x reader #jjk x reader #Oh My Beloved

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animeficsworld · 1 year

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Fushiguro Family

Fushiguro Megumi x Reader

All you wanted was to sleep in your husband's arms and forget about the world and the worries. But the curses had other ideas.

What felt like the sixth time in a row that those disgusting curses appeared and Megumi had to run to get to them before they could hurt someone.

And you were annoyed.

Extremely annoyed and just pregnant enough to make it worse.

That night, as he run out the window, you got up and headed to the bathroom then to the kitchen.

You made yourself a nice hot tea and grabbed your blanket so you can sit out on the porch.

Megumi was devoted to his work, you knew that you used to be a sorcerer before you got pregnant, you just hated the curses for making him leave the warm bed and your side.

"You should be in bed." the voice came from next to you as you turned to see Toji standing there.

"You shouldn't even be here, Megumi will be back soon." you said as he sat down next to you.

"I just wanted to see how my grandchild is."

"Oh, you suddenly care about children? Well, I'm doing fine thank you. I felt an ultrasound picture for you which you took so you must know."

"You are too kind to me Y/N. If my son knew..."

"I think he does. I think he knows that you come here, I think he knows that I talk to you and leave you pictures. He just doesn't say it." Toji looked at you and sighed.

"He is a smart kid, after all, he did marry you."

"Yes, and I also know that you want to be in the life of this child, but I tell you right now Toji, if you make this kid like you, call you grandpa only to disappear, I will personally hunt you down."

"I know, you told me that already. I do plan on being better though. Even if Megumi won't believe that, I know you do, and you gave me an opportunity. I won't mess it up." you nodded and finished your tea. "Now, since Megumi will be back soon, I'll take my leave. Thank you for the picture and the note, I'll mark your due date."

"It's a girl." you said as he stopped and turned to look at you.

"A girl?" he smiled.

"Megumi said the exact same when the doctor told us. Yes, it's a little girl."

Toji's smile never faded.

Then just as you felt Megumi's presence return, Toji disappeared.

Megumi silently entered the house only to find you sitting on the porch at the back.

"Y/N? You should be sleeping." then he stopped in his tracks as he looked at the place Toji just disappeared from. He clicked his tongue before looking at you again.

"He was happy it's a girl."

"I told you not to talk with him, he will just break your heart and leave as he pleases."

"I will break his arm if he does that, but for now, he's good. I won't let the baby get attached only for him to leave." Megumi nodded as he picked you up and started to walk back into the house and upstairs. "I love you so much Megumi."

"I love you too." he placed a kiss to your lips before he spooned you with his hand on your belly.

The Fushiguro family was something else.

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yup-thats-me · 9 months

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kitten love • kudo. k

a/n: hello! long time no see. I've been so stressed due to my studies and couldn't manage time to write in here. hopefully, I'm back. I've lost the habit of writing, so it might be a bit rough. but nonetheless, I hope you enjoy and feedback is greatly appreciated! lowercase intended.

prairing: finacé!Kudo Kiyoka x shy!fiancé!reader. from "my blissfull marriage"

warning: none.

synopsis: Kudo brings home a kitten for his darling wife-to-be 🩷

meow

the call was so feeble, almost as if it wasn't there. but thanks to Kiyoka's heightened senses, he was able to tell where it came from. walking behind the building, Kiyoka saw a black and white kitten, not bigger than his palm, curled up in a small ball.

he reached down gently stroking the animal. the kitten nuzzled closer to the warmth, purring contently.

"are you separated from your mother, kitty?" Kiyo asked softly although he knew it obviously cannot answer his question.

he continued petting the cat as he thought about what he should do. he cannot leave this small kitten here for the night. it will take mere minutes for wild dogs to tear the animal apart. too small and weak to defend itself.

suddenly he remembered a conversation that took place between him and his fiancé y/n.

the two were out, to run some errands. a date if you will. Kiyoka had left y/n only for a minute to grab one of his work papers. when he came back, y/n was not there where she was supposed to be. getting concerned about his fiancé, Kiyo ran around the alleys to find her. he found y/n a bit later, crounched down beside a vending machine, petting a stray cat.

"y/n! I told you not to go anywhere," Kiyo gasped standing beside her. "Oh. I'm so sorry, Kudo-sama. this cat was nuzzling my leg. I couldn't resist not to pet it. but it got away and hid behind this vending machine so I followed." She said with her head low. "I'm sorry to worry you, Kudo-sama. please forgive me."

Kudo smiled softly, petting her head. "do not apologise, y/n. I'm not angry. just worried about you." He said. "just don't go anywhere without telling me from next time, okay?" He asked to which his fiancé nodded.

"you like cats, y/n?" Kiyo asked her as they drove back home. y/n nodded softly. "Yes. I do like them. is there any problem with it, Kudo-sama? are you perhaps allergic to cats?" her question made Kiyo chuckle softly.

"no. no, dear. I'm just curious" He smiled. "Oh. okay then," y/n blushed.

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y/n liking cats is something that has been on his mind ever since that day. he knew y/n would be overjoyed to get a new pet. it'd keep where from getting from at home.

so Kiyo picked up the kitten gently, carried him to the care, and drove home with the kitten in his lap. when he entered the house, y/n was there at the door as always, waiting for her fiancé to arrive.

"welcome back, Kudo-sama," she said, smiling softly. for some reason, seeing y/n smile always made Kiyo blush. "uh...good evening, y/n" he replied, almost stuttering.

meow

y/n looked at her soon-to-be husband confused. getting out of his trance, Kiyo quickly showed the kitten to y/n, which he had covered with his handkerchief to provide some warmth.

seeing the little creature in Kiyo's hand, couldn't help herself but reach her hand towards the kitten in Kudo's hand. realising her mistake she quickly withdrew her hand. "excuse me for my immature behaviour, Kudo-sama." she spoke quietly with her head low. Kiyo sighed. "How many times do I have to talk you not to apologise for everything, dear? l don't mind. here" He said passing the kitten to her, "you can pet it all you want. I brought it home for you."

y/n bowed, caressing the cat. she smiled to herself as she felt the silk-soft fur of the kitten. as Kiyo watched his fiancé smile, he knew he had made the right decision bringing the cat home.

"you can keep the kitten on a blanket while we have our dinner, y/n," Kiyo said as he went to take a bath. "Yes!" She replied.

after the two had their dinner, they sat as y/n brushed out Kiyo's wet hair. "have you thought of a name for the kitten yet, y/n?"

"um...i'm thinking Etsu (delight) .?" She said softly. "what do you think, Kudo-sama?"

"Etsu. it's a nice name. Y/n. I think it suits him."

Kiyo looked at the mirror as she combed his hair. a smile gracing her lips. the sight made Kiyo's heart flutter. all he wanted to do was to make y/n smile for the rest of his life. he knew, all he needed to continue living was her smile. he'll always make y/n smile. he'll always love her. it's a promise he made to himself. and he was a man to forever abide by his promises.

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fiercewiings · 8 months

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hi, love! thanks for the follow and congrats on starting a writing blog!! i was wondering if i could request something just really soft and sweet with jolyne? just lots of physical affection and maybe some cuddles? whatever you come up with! thank you so much and congrats again! <3

morning sights / jolyne cujoh

♡ jolyne cujoh x reader

♡ word count: 371

tags: request, cuddles, silly little kisses

content warnings: none! just fluff <3

author’s note: hello friend!! thank you for the well wishes and request!! <3 I know this was message was from feb 2021, and I'm so sorry for the two year delay!! I wasn't inspired until recently </3

When your eyelids open, heavy with sleep, the first thing you see every morning is those striking emerald green eyes looking back at you. Jolyne always woke up first, and she seemed to enjoy watching you from the time the sun rises until it goes back down. even if it made you flustered or embarrassed, she would always reassure you that it’s because she just cares for you so much. she recently started intentionally added the word “love” into the mix too. it warmed your heart.

She caresses your cheek, basking in the soft sunlight that is hitting your shared bed.

“Your skin is so soft…” she starts, her voice raspy from sleep. “Makes me wanna pinch your cheeks.”

You give a light laugh in response. “Please don’t.” You say, smiling gently.

“And why not? I can’t appreciate my beautiful and perfect partner?” She pouts.

“You can,” you say, “but not with cheek pinching! You’re too strong for your own good. Must get it from your father.”

“Yeah, but you like my strength.” She quips back, giving you a wink.

God, she’s so cheesy.

And God, how you love it.

She pounces on you, pinning you back against the plush pillows of your bed. Your hands reach for her hair, stroking through the multi-colored locks. She smiles against your chest, kissing you there and slowly making her way up to your lips. Once she reaches them, she teases you, giving quick kisses and pulling back, refusing a full one. When you finally pull her into a proper kiss, you can feeling her grinning. A grin of mischief. She immediately makes her move, hands moving from your clavicle to quickly grab each cheek as she tightly pinches them!

“Arghhhh, no!” You yell out in fake defeat, groaning as you shove her away.

“I got you!” She exclaims back in victory.

This turns into a full-blown pillow fight, whacking each other jokingly until either gives in. As she presses chaste kisses to your cheek, you find her hand and bring her knuckles to your lips. Looking back into those eyes yet again, you two eventually secede into the comfort of the other’s arms and end up cuddling for the rest of the morning.

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jesswritesthat · 9 days

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Bokuto Kōtarō: Misunderstanding

Fandom: Haikyuu!! — [ Masterlist ]

Summary: ~1.5k, fluff

• Bokuto likes you, but gets the completely the wrong idea. You’re fine being friends though, right? A MSBY beach training session will sort that out.

Warnings: None

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Being surrounded by rowdy division 1 volleyball players wasn't how you expected it to be, you'd expected their level of professionalism to be carried over into their everyday lives - but this was not the case. Gladly so, honestly.

They were chaotic and mischievous, oblivious and loving, with a shenanigan never too far away. This was especially true for Bokuto, the wing Spiker who you'd become undeniably close with.

It was no secret he'd felt the same, always greeting you first and walking you home if you remained after his false promises of 'one more'.

MSBY could see it plain as day, though Bokuto had insisted you were only one of his best friends, there was a growing attraction imbued to his actions. How his gaze softened upon seeing you, how he'd memorised your boundaries so he could utilise physical contact, and how he'd effortlessly fit into your everyday life.

The teasing of his current teammates was swiftly dismissed as a joke however, when he received a visit from a particular nutritionist that seemed to shatter everyones' perceptions. Yukippe and Bokuto spent the entire visit by one another's side leaving you all to simply get on with your respective jobs.

"So you're pretty close with them huh?"

Shirofuku Yukie observed, the former manager of Fukurōdani - a team Bokuto truly cherished and would enthusiastically talk to you about late into the night and then profusely apologise for keeping you out so late whilst walking you home or preparing his bed for you to crash in. Yet every time, the love never faded.

It meant Yukie, like the rest of the team, was special to him.

"Didn't you hear me tell you the last 10 times Yukippe? We're not together, only friends and that's it - right (Y/n)?" He'd called after you for support when you'd walked past, yourself heaving a dejected sigh when answering and leaving the room.

"Platonic with a capital P."

The nutritionist seemed a little deflated by your deadpan response and lack of flustering to her claims as you disappeared through the gym doors, having hoped you'd felt the same attraction as her old Ace clearly did to you.

"Friends don't... you don't look at your friends like that Kōtarō. Not once did you ever look at Fukurōdani like that." Yukie pleadingly justified, both former Fukurōdani members outcast from the speculation regarding them.

"I know... but I can't help it." Bokuto hummed hopelessly, the truth making his emotions even more jarring. "I'd date them in a heartbeat, honestly."

"Then why don't you birdbrain?"

"Eh?! Because I can't! They're just not into... I mean they prefer..." He froze again, this time due to his uncertainty about your sexuality being public knowledge - you'd scolded him on not thinking before he speaks multiple times, and this was one of those times. "They're... just a friend."

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It was the day you dreaded, the MSBY Jackals had decided to head out to the beach to try an unorthodox form of training recommended by Hinata. The man had experience as a beach volleyball player and suggested playing on sand had increased both his power and balance for on court matches also.

So here you stood, watching a bunch of physically fit pro athletes in swimwear play varying matches of beach volleyball. You'd crafted a necessary regime though and prepared everything required, and it seemed your team were surprised by your less formal appearance (as you're fairly certain this trip wasn't entirely for training purposes considering they'd reserved a chunk of their schedule for swimming and such).

As expected they'd garnered a fair bit of admiration but you remained oblivious to the attention you were getting, even if the team were protectively aware. All the more amusing when Bokuto noticed it too, overhearing a nearby strangers comment along the lines of "...really hot, I'll try to talk to them when they’re finished talking and I get the chance." directed toward you.

It was no surprise (to the team) when their loud mouth decided to make an overly showy entrance.

"Then we can work on— argh the hell?" You pulled the MSBY track jacket from your head, revealing a bemused team and happy-go-lucky Bokuto walking backwards presenting himself with arms wide.

"Don't want you damaging your skin in the sun!" A double thumbs up and cheesy grin was sent your way courtesy of the spiker much to your chagrin. Is this how that Akaashi guy felt catching jackets all the time?

Regardless you put it on, resuming your informative update and even when you were done, you missed the unanimous smirks of the team due to no interruptions despite having the chance.

MSBY had taken a brief break in the sea / sunbathing and to your expectancy there was a commotion in the water, having used your hand as shade to see you immediately regretted doing so. Kōtarō had stepped out of the ocean, muscles dripping and hair unfairly framing his face with a bright grin on his features. You hated this job, you hated this job, god dammit why?! Naturally he was greeted by two beautiful women and you're certain they'd complimented him and asked a question but he strolled right past them - only then did you realise his gaze was locked on you.

In a second a finger gently lifted your chin and you were met with the most beautiful sight you'd ever seen in your life, the sunlight highlighting his skin only disabling your thoughts further.

"Hey hey hey! What are you staring at (Y/n)? You zoned out."

"Uh— I, breathtaking..." You'd breathed it in way that caught Kōtarō off guard, amber irises analytically scanning your eyes, then lips, prior to turning to the horizon which snapped you back to reality.

"Yeah it is an incredible view huh?" He'd moved to stand by your side now, hands proudly on his hips.

"Yeah the view." A pause, then a glare. "Kōtarō those women...!"

"He really doesn't have eyes for anyone else does he?" Hinata chuckled, watching the scene unfold alongside Atsumu.

"Nah, (Y/n) is the only one who doesn't realise though."

They overheard your faint protest of how 'women were trying to talk to him and he shouldn't have just ignored them like that' but Bokuto seemed to happily dismiss it.

"Why so mad? Did you think they were pretty? I can introduce you if you want (Y/n)?"

His reply was questionable, and once Bokuto had gone over to Atsumu and Hinata (who were defitely flustering him about something) you fell into thought. You'd seen Atsumu address everyone who tried to flirt with him, the same with the other players but the fact Bokuto had just ignored them was so strange. Normally he enjoyed praise after matches, or any time really. Maybe he'd reached his limit today?

You didn’t have time to further ponder it though when you were interrupted by the aforementioned trio.

“Hey (N/n)! We’re gonna have another game, will you be my partner?”

“Did you run out of teammates or something? Or did Sakusa say no?”

“No! Jeez, I wanted you to set for me is that such a crime?” Bokuto jokingly pouted, yourself only shaking your head in bemusement.

“I’m in, makes sense to put the two Spikers on different teams.”

“Sure. That’s why Bokkun asked.”

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It was a late practice tonight but you still thought the beach trip a week ago had imbued them with motivation. As the final practice match came to an end, the team prepared to head off separately. However, Meians’ partner had come for him today and you regretfully found yourself admiring the pair - how they'd brought food for him, and waited for him to go home together.

A defeated sigh escaped you, and only then did you take note of the presence beside you.

"Are you thinking about trying whatever they were eating?" Kōtarō spoke, gym bag over his shoulder having followed your direction of sight.

"Sorta? Well more like... no it's stupid." You embarrassingly waved it off, starting toward the exit when a gentle grip clasped your wrist.

"I'll still listen, stupid is more fun. Plus now I'm hungry."

You watched as he planted himself on the bench, a competitive aura about him that said 'I’m not moving until you tell me' and who were you to deny the person who was walking you home.

"Well, I was just thinking about going out with someone but I don't think it's in the cards for me."

Your calm nature and words seemed to surprise him, Bokutos' eyes widening slightly and for a second you swore he was contemplating more than usual.

"You're really awesome, you know that right?" You turned to him now, completely puzzled. "Anyone would be so lucky to have you, I'd be ecstatic, so try to see yourself how I see you."

"If you see me so positively, maybe you should just date me yourself Kōtarō." You jokingly laughed along with that accompaniment when he abruptly stood up with renewed determination.

"I would! I love you as a friend anyway and I've liked you for ages, but I can't."

"What?! I thought you liked Shirofuku hence why you were telling her we were just friends." You facepalmed, but reiterated your point of view to aid with his understanding.

"No I— I thought you were only into girls!"

…

There was a mortified silence, like the whole gymnasium had heard this and decided to tune in to listen. You're almost certain you heard Atsumu choke.

"Since when?! Where did you even get the idea?"

“Huh? I dunno, overheard ‘Tsum ‘Tsum mention it once, and you’ve never been bothered by male attention so I didn’t pry.”

“And you believed Miya Atsumu instead?!” You swear you heard the entire remaining team unanimously facepalm, grumbling curses under their breath despite Miyas’ hopeless protest.

“You gotta trust your teammates right? But when you put it like that…” Bokuto looked sheepish, despite his adamant defence of his setter which only left you laughing out loud.

“What’s so funny? It was a misunderstanding, I didn’t treat you differently and love you all the same no matter who you like.”

You paused, sighing hopelessly with a soft smile matching your new tone.

"Bokuto... I like you."

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