#ayame x y/n

[amaya-writes]

Hello, can I request some headcanons of Sohma Shigure, Ayame, Hatori and Kureno with a shy s/o, please ?

Notes: sorry this took so long, i was answering reqs chronologically, I only did the first 2 cuz I didn't really have inspo for Hatori and Kureno rn

Warnings: n/a mostly fluff but slight nsfw mentions

Characters involved: Shigure Sohma, Ayame Sohma, Hatori Sohma, Kureno Sohma

Gender-neutral reader, you/yours

Shigure Sohma

Shigure absolutely adores your shy side! He thinks you're so cute and exploits it to no end.

He's constantly teasing you and trying to get a reaction, with your flustered state always enticing him.

Shigure is more verbally affectionate than physically affectionate, so he prefers flirting with you and whispering things that could be taken in a romantic/dirty way but also sound normal to oblivious and innocent people.

According to him, it's not his fault you took his words that way, if anything the fact that you're so shy but not daft only entices him further, making him wonder just how far he can go with just words.

The closer you get, the bolder he is and in the span of a few weeks, he goes from casually whispering compliments while standing behind you to looping his arm around your waist to tug you close enough to be able to kiss you, only to say something that has your cheeks heating up.

Shigure loves the chase and isn't afraid to play the long game, but if you make it clear you're not interested in him, don't expect him to back down.

To Shigure it isn't just about getting you to fall for him or some other romantic-ish motive, he literally just wants to take advantage of your personality to annoy you to no end, and if you seem to like that as much as he does, then who knows, maybe you'll end up together.

Ayame Sohma

Ayame's pretty much the opposite of Shigure but in the same spectrum.

Basically, he's a physical flirt.

Can and will use proximity to not only make you shy but also drive you crazy.

He's always been someone who's very open to physical touch which is why he doesn't see why that should be a problem, however, he is respectful of your boundaries.

His physical affection builds up slowly and once Ayame realises you don't mind it or actually like him back then he doesn't hold back whatsoever.

Always has a hand on you. It doesn't matter what the two of you are doing or who is around you, if he can then Ayame will keep at least one hand on you.

Sometimes he'll get more frisky with this and trail it to places he shouldn't, but other times it's more innocent and he just wants to be near you.

Ayame is quite the flirt, but he's more of a serious flirt than the joking kind. You know the kind who would just be 'messing around' but then suddenly his hand is under your chin and he's pulling you in but just ends up flirting and leaving at the end.

He also isn't shy to confess, so once he does his flirts just get ten times worse as he says things like I'm waiting for you, etc.

Overall, good luck trying to deal with him because it can get pretty overwhelming.

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[badchatgptfics]

Shigure Sohma x Ayame Sohma x Hatori Sohma x Reader - Equal Chances

Prompt Given - Write me a fanfic in which Y/N goes to highschool with Hatori, Ayame, and Shigure Sohma. They're all very close friends, and the Sohma boys are all trying to win Y/N's affection. One day each of the boys goes all out flirting with Y/N, leaving Y/N to choose between them. Make the fic open ended so the reader can choose who Y/N decides to be with

Fic Generated -

As Y/N walked into the familiar halls of Kaibara High School, they couldn't help but smile at the sight of their close friends Hatori, Ayame, and Shigure Sohma. The four of them had been inseparable since they were kids, and their bond had only grown stronger as they navigated the challenges of high school together.

On a sunny afternoon, Y/N found themselves surrounded by the three Sohma boys, each one seemingly vying for their attention. Hatori, the stoic and caring type, approached first with a gentle smile.

"Y/N, there's something I'd like to talk to you about," he said softly, his eyes filled with warmth. "I've admired your kindness and compassion for a long time. You bring a sense of peace to my life, and I'd be honored if you'd consider being more than just friends."

Y/N's heart skipped a beat at Hatori's sincerity, feeling a warmth blossoming within them. Before they could respond, Ayame swooped in, his flamboyant charm on full display.

"Darling Y/N, my heart flutters in your presence," Ayame declared dramatically, a playful glint in his eyes. "You are a radiant star in my life, and I believe we'd make the most dazzling couple."

Y/N couldn't help but laugh at Ayame's theatrics, their heart torn between the sweet sincerity of Hatori and the captivating charm of Ayame. But before they could decide, Shigure stepped forward with his signature grin.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Shigure teased, leaning in slightly. "Y/N, you have this uncanny ability to keep me on my toes, and I must say, it's quite thrilling. I wonder, would you be interested in embarking on an adventure with me?"

Y/N's heart swayed once again, Shigure's adventurous spirit proving to be just as captivating as Hatori's care and Ayame's charisma. They found themselves in a delightful predicament, torn between the affectionate hearts of their three friends.

In the following days, Y/N spent time with each of the Sohma boys, each encounter leaving them with fond memories and moments they cherished. Hatori's quiet reassurance, Ayame's exuberant flair, and Shigure's playful banter all held a special place in Y/N's heart.

As their feelings grew deeper, Y/N found themselves in a difficult position. How could they possibly choose between three such wonderful individuals, each offering something unique and precious?

In the end, Y/N decided to take their time, savoring the moments shared with Hatori, Ayame, and Shigure. They valued their friendship with each of them, and they didn't want to rush into a decision that might change the dynamics of their group.

So, they continued to explore their feelings, knowing that when the time was right, their heart would lead them to the person who would become more than just a friend. Until then, they cherished the love and affection that surrounded them, knowing that their bond would always endure, no matter what path they chose.

And as the days turned into weeks, the story of Y/N and the Sohma boys remained open-ended, allowing the reader to imagine a future full of love and happiness, no matter who Y/N ultimately chose to be with.

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[hqbaby]

thirty — do what you do

fuck ur instincts — suna x reader & atsumu x reader

you and suna are just fooling around—so why does he care so much when you start falling in love with someone else?

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word count. 1.5k content. swearing, many feelings

You’ve never felt so exposed in your whole life. You’re not even doing anything, just sitting in a coffee shop wearing your/Kiyoko’s skirt and a sweater to stave off the cold, waiting for Suna who you’re honestly not sure is going to come.

After you got his text asking to talk, you decided to go for it. What’s the worst that could happen at this point?

You asked him where. He sent you a location. You saw it and wanted to rip your heart out—but you went anyway.

The funny part in all of this is that he probably doesn’t even remember this place. He probably doesn’t realize what being here, sitting in this chair is doing to you. You could never read his mind and you guess that he could never read yours either. As they say, all is fair in love and war.

“Y/N,” he says as he comes to your table. He looks a little out of breath and you can safely say he’s looked better, but he doesn’t look too horrible. Not as bad as you at least.

You smile at him and motion for him to sit down. “You okay?”

He nods, sliding into the chair. “Yeah,” he tells you. “I just got out of training.”

“Oh,” you say. “How’s that going?”

He shrugs. “Better.”

Suna Rintarou, a man of many words indeed.

“So,” you bite the bullet, “you wanted to talk.”

“Right.” He nods. “I did.”

“Listen, Suna, I don’t know if this is such a good idea—”

“I know,” he tells you. “I just… I wanted to talk to you. I didn’t like the way things worked out between the two of us and everything that happened after, it didn’t—it didn’t feel too good.”

“I didn’t feel good?” you ask. “That’s it? You want to rehash everything because it didn’t feel good?”

Suna shakes his head. “Just listen.”

You relent. “I’m listening.”

He takes a deep breath and looks away. You don’t know if he’s about to laugh or cry or shit himself, maybe all three, who knows?

“I meant what I said,” he tells you, “I didn’t say it at the right time and the right place and I didn’t do anything right—but I love you. So fucking much.”

You purse your lips. “I know.”

Suna looks at you like he’s pleading. “I really don’t why, but I want you to know I was being serious,” he says. “I was being selfish and fucked up—I shouldn’t have told you, I know. Not when you were with Atsumu. Not when things were so good between the two of you. Not when Ayame was there—I mean I fucking humiliated her, I treated her like she was nothing. But I meant it. I do love you, I really do.”

“I know,” you repeat, nodding. “I think I’ve always known.”

He stares at you with wide eyes. You can see the thoughts flash in his head, his entirety suddenly an open book, his mind completely clear to you: How could he have been so stupid? “Why didn’t you say anything?”

You shrug helplessly. “What could I have done?”

“You could’ve talked some sense into me,” he insists. “Made me realize that I—”

“That wasn’t my job,” you tell him. “That’s not fair and you know it. You can’t put that all on me.”

“Fine,” he concedes. “But you could’ve told me how you felt at least. This goes both ways, you know.”

You look down at your hands. “I know,” you say. “And I did love you.” And it breaks your heart to say it because you know it’s true. “But I loved you the way a moth loves the flame. The moment I got too close, you would hurt me and you wouldn’t even know it. You just did it because it’s what you do.”

He opens his mouth to speak, but you cut him off.

“And I don’t blame you,” you tell him. “And I’m sorry for my part in it. But I couldn’t do it—I couldn’t tell you how I felt, not after you’d stung me so many times. Not when all I ever did was love you and all you did was break my heart.”

You can feel yourself crumbling. The facade you’d kept up for your entire relationship collapsing around you. It startles Suna more than you can imagine. This wasn’t the way this was supposed to go. He doesn’t know what he was expecting, but it certainly wasn’t this.

“Is that what you wanted me to say?” you ask. “Would that have made you happy? Would that have felt good?”

He shakes his head. “No, Y/N, please,” he says. He doesn’t even know what he’s saying at this point, his mouth has run off without him “I was stupid, I know. I didn’t treat you well—but I just didn’t want to lose you.”

You wipe your eyes, suddenly feeling very self-conscious about breaking down in public. “Do you know where we are?”

He frowns. “What do you mean?”

“This place,” you say, looking around the little coffee shop. “This is where we had our first date—or at least the first time we ever went out together in public.”

Suna’s eyes widen. “I-I didn’t know that.”

You nod. “That’s okay,” you tell him. “I was standing there,” you point at a spot on the other side of the window, “and you were there,” you point at the table near the door, “and you were kissing this girl. Just another pretty, perfect girl—the kind you like. And I just wanted to disappear, but I didn’t. I went to you and acted like it was fine, because it was supposed to be fine. Even if I was completely crushed.”

He can feel his heart in his throat, watching as you fall apart in front of him. All he wants right now is for it to stop. He’ll do anything to make it stop.

You do what you need to do for the people you love.

“The saddest part is, after all that, there’s still a piece of me that loves you,” you say. And he wants you to stop so bad. Just stop. Not like this, don’t do this. “But I know I shouldn’t. And it’s just so… hard. And heavy. And bad. And I can’t live like this anymore.”

You do what you need to do for the people you love.

“I’m sorry,” Suna says. He reaches his hand across the table and holds yours as you look down and cry. “I’m sorry.”

He watches as you put a hand over your face and sob. He’s never seen you look so small before, so helpless, so vulnerable in the worst way possible.

It hits him right then and there that he lost this fight ages ago. Not to Atsumu. Not to you. But to himself. 

He was the only thing that ever stood in his way.

And he lost.

You do what you need to do for the people you love.

He leans over the table and takes your face in his hands. You open your eyes to look at him, the closest the two of you have been in what feels like forever.

“I’m sorry,” he says again, tears slipping out of his eyes. “I’m sorry.”

You sniffle, placing your hands over his. “I’m sorry too.”

The two of you stay there for what feels like hours. Just staring into each other’s eyes, all the hurt and the pain and the love still real and raw. It’s all there, there’s nothing left to give, everything—the lies and the truths—laid out on the table before you.

A carcass for you to weep over.

It's a beautifully terrible picture. Two people who have loved and hurt each other so deeply and irrevocably there’s no way to deny it. Two moths orbiting the flame that is the two of you, a pull deeper than lust or desire, one that can only be love. And one that cannot be love, should never be love again.

You know it. Suna knows it. There’s nothing to return to here, no matter what you might want. You can’t rebuild this, can’t fix it—not if you ever loved each other, not if you still do.

He presses his forehead against yours, your eyes closing as all your tears collide.

You do what you need to do for the people you love.

“Go to him,” he tells you quietly.

“What?”

You do what you need to do for the people you love.

“He loves you in a way I never could,” he says. “He loves you more than anyone could ever deserve. And you may think that’s a bad thing, but he loves you. And that's all that matters."

You pull back, meeting Suna’s eyes again. “Why are you telling me this?”

He smiles, overcome by both sorrow and happiness—happiness for you. 

He can do this for you. He owes you this much.

You do what you need to do for the people you love.

“You do what you need to do for the people you love,” he says, wiping your tears away. “Atsumu taught me that.”

notes. brb sobbing

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[rookie98writes]

How Could You? —Chapter 2—

Part of the For Your Own Good Series Prev Chapter → Next Chapter

Relationship: Hatake Kakashi x fem!Reader

Rating: General

Warnings: much more angst, Kakashi is very rude to reader. canon rewrite. self-ship coded; please see author's note on series page if you are unfamiliar with plot-significant characteristics of reader.

Word Count: 4.1k

Work Summary: After waking from Itachi's Mangekyo Sharingan attack, Kakashi finds there is still a lot of work to do; in rebuilding the village, restoring trust within his team, and in being honest with you. But will his efforts strengthen those bonds, or will everything only get worse?

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To the endless annoyance of your father and your sister, you spent the next day or two at Ichiraku being hardly more than useless. But what was the alternative?! Kakashi’s words continued to bounce around your head on an endless repeat.

I love you…I’m sorry it’s taken me so long to tell you…I've been sure for a while, but I was just afraid of—well, a lot, honestly. But, I love you.

I love you, Y/N.

Really, how could you be expected to focus on ramen orders after hearing that?!

“Hey Y/N,” Ayame smirked, “if you wipe that same spot for much longer, you’re gonna wear a hole in the counter.”

“Huh?” Blinking rapidly, you looked up to see your sister giggling to herself, and your father standing behind her, shaking his head with his arms crossed. “Oh, I…”

“No excuses Y/N,” your dad grumbled. “There’s plenty more to do before the lunch rush.”

Embarrassed, you tucked your chin down and got back to cleaning your way down the countertop. You tried to get a hold on your daydreams, but it was difficult when your work was so monotonous. Still, you didn’t want to annoy your father long enough to hear his thoughts on your distracted state of mind.

Ayame was a bit more understanding, recognizing that goofy blissful look on your face. But that didn't mean she would spare you from her own brand of torture. She conspiratorially leaned in to make sure your father wouldn’t overhear. “You haven’t been this far gone since you first saw Kakashi without his mask,” she snickered. “No wait, I think it was after you first saw him completely nak—”

“Shut up!” you hissed. “Can't you just be normal for once in your life??”

“Not until you spill. What happened??”

“Later,” you responded through clenched teeth.

“But now is perfect,” she whined. “There's no one here.”

“I told you; later.”

“Come on Y/N, tell—”

“Shut up Ayame, or I won't tell you anything.”

“Oh like you even want to keep it a secret,” she scoffed. “I’m sure you’re dying to brag all about it, so just do it already.”

You flicked your dishrag at her, causing her to step backward with a yelp. Your father looked up from the pot of broth with a disapproving look, and you quickly looked around for anything to serve as a diversion before you got an earful.

A little way down the road, you spotted the pale pink hair of Team 7’s resident kunoichi. “Sakura!” you shouted and waved her over. True, having one of Kakashi’s students join the party wasn’t exactly the best way to get your mind off the silver-haired sensei, but you had to work with what you had.

She looked a bit dejected as she made her way to the ramen stand, but you didn’t register it; choosing instead to keep talking in her direction so that your meddlesome family members were effectively boxed out. “I haven't seen you in a while!” you beamed as she neared the counter. “Come to think of it, I haven't seen your teammates either. I don't think Naruto's gone this long without Ichiraku since he was born,” you laughed. “So, where are he and Sasuke hiding?”

Sakura’s eyes filled with tears before she even tried to respond. “S-S-Sasuke,” she sniffled. “He…He…”

She looked ready to hyperventilate. Your heart sank as all the worst possibilities flashed through your mind, the abrupt mood change nearly knocking you off your feet. You ran around the counter and knelt down to throw your arms around her. “Shhh, it’ll be okay. Just take a deep breath.”

Sakura cried into your shoulder for a few minutes, taking huge gulps of air. “S-Sasuke r-r-ran away! To join Orochimaru!”

“He what?!” It didn’t even feel possible. Last you heard, he was still being monitored in the hospital after Lady Tsunade healed him. “When?!”

“Just the other night!” she wailed. “I tried to stop him but I couldn't and Lady Tsunade sent Naruto out with Shikamaru and some of the others and they're supposed to bring Sasuke back but what if they can’t get him to come home?! Sasuke can't join Orochimaru, he just can't!”

“He won't.” You hugged her closer and tried to reassure her.

“Sasuke hasn't been acting like himself ever since the chūnin exams. He told me to stay out of it but I shouldn't have listened. Kakashi-sensei said he would fix everything but he wasn't here and now…I don't know what's gonna happen! I might never see him again!”

You leaned back to look at her, giving her a supportive smile. “It’s gonna be alright. Come here. Let’s get you something to eat, okay?” You guided the girl to sit. “Kakashi will be back soon, and he won't leave Naruto and the others to handle it on their own.”

Sakura continued to sniffle as you put your hand on her shoulder. “But it's already been so long,” she whispered. “What if Sensei can't track Sasuke anymore?”

“Impossible,” you answered confidently, squeezing her shoulder. “Your sensei wouldn't let anything stop him from reaching you three when you need him.”

⁂

“WHAT?! Genin after Sasuke?”

Kakashi felt weak, his hands going numb and his vision blurring. He thought his heart might come straight up his throat, expelled onto Tsunade's desk.

“What choice did I have?” Tsunade argued. “You know how things are.” 

Sasuke defecting, and Naruto being sent out to retrieve him. It was the worst possible thing that could have happened.

And it’s all my fault.

Tsunade’s voice softened a little when she spoke again. “I did all I could to give them a decent chance of success.”

Decent?! Kakashi gripped the edge of the desk tight enough for his knuckles to turn a blinding white. Tsunade's idea of “decent” meant nothing to him. She didn't know Naruto and Sasuke well enough to understand just how serious this was. She didn't see the way those two fought on the roof; the way Sasuke glared daggers at Naruto, how determined he was to push himself in the name of revenge, and how little he cared about anyone he might hurt along the way, so far as it got him closer to his goal.

Sasuke wanted to be stronger, and Orochimaru had given him a taste of instant strength with that curse mark. The seal wasn't strong enough.

If Shikamaru’s team manages to catch up to Sasuke…

His body refused to wait even a second longer. Kakashi swiftly turned on his heel, heading straight for the door.

“Now hold on!” Tsunade barked, waggling an S-ranked scroll. “You've already got your next mission assignment!”

“Yeah, well…” His voice was cold and dismissive when he responded. “I’ll be right back.”

Kakashi hurried directly to the village gates, stopping in the archway and slicing open the pad of his thumb. “Summoning jutsu!” His eight ninken appeared in a puff of smoke, all eager to learn whether this was a recreational visit, or something more serious. Kakashi didn’t leave them wondering. 

“Scatter,” he immediately ordered. “Search for the scents of Sasuke and Naruto. Call out for me the moment you find them.”

“Right.”

The dogs tore off, fanning out in eight separate blurs to cover more ground. Kakashi was grateful that his hounds recognized the urgency, despite not knowing all the details. They would find the boys quickly; he still had a chance to stop them. But until he heard the signal, all that Kakashi could do was wait. Wait, and torment himself.

I was so naïve. So selfish. I chose not to see how serious that fight was back at the hospital. I cut my lecture short with Sasuke just so I could see Y/N again. What the hell have I been doing?!

They really might kill each other.

Distantly, Kakashi heard Bull’s low howl. He narrowed his eye to focus on the direction of the sound before tearing his way through the dense trees surrounding the village.

Please, let me make it in time!

⁂

It was nearly a full 24 hours before you heard anything else. Twenty-four tense, stressful, anxiety-inducing hours. All you had to go on was gossip. Word was beginning to spread about the team of genin led by a newly-promoted chūnin dispatched to collect the most recent rogue Uchiha. Eventually, someone reported that the boy’s sensei had also gone to collect him.

You were so worried you couldn't think straight. Poor Sasuke, confused and angry enough to run away. Poor Naruto, chasing after his lost friend. Poor Kakashi, running right back out there after finishing a mission. Poor Sakura, sidelined while the rest of her team was in danger.

You didn't think it could get any worse—until you heard that Kakashi had returned and was currently in the hospital, but no one could confirm anything about Naruto or Sasuke.

Or any of the other boys, for that matter.

When you went to the hospital, the medical ninja refused to give you any information. It wasn't until Shizune walked by and recognized you that you were finally allowed to see Kakashi. 

You ran into the room, finding Kakashi sitting on the edge of the bed. The medics had treated him for some exhaustion, but he didn’t seem to have any injuries that required bandages. His hands were flat in his lap, palms up. He didn’t look at you when you entered; he just kept staring at his hands.

“Where are they? Are they hurt?!”

“…It’s only Naruto,” he answered quietly. “Sasuke nearly killed him.”

You slowly walked toward him. “So…so he…”

“He joined Orochimaru.” Kakashi’s voice was broken, angry, and haunted; somehow both flat and overwhelmed at the same time.

Your body moved on its own, taking steps so quickly toward him that you were nearly tripping over yourself. “Oh Gods, Kakashi…” You threw your arms around him to hold him and try to offer him comfort, but he was as immovable as stone.

“I was too late. It’s my fault.”

“No,” you gently argued, leaning back to look at his face. “This is not your fault.”

He laughed; a hollow chuckle that made the hair on the back of your neck stand up. “Who else could it have been?”

“Orochimaru,” you answered sternly. “He manipulated Sasuke—”

“Because I let him,” Kakashi seethed. “I knew Sasuke was struggling, but I didn’t support him enough. I didn’t do anything. I left him vulnerable. It’s my fault Orochimaru was able to manipulate him.” He balled his hands into tight fists, his arms rigid. “And it’s my fault that Sasuke and Naruto got into that fight.”

“Kakashi, that isn’t true.”

“Yes. It is!” he shouted, making you jump. He finally looked at you, but you immediately wished he hadn’t. The look in his eye was positively wild. Rage made it pierce into you with an intensity you thought was only possible with his Sharingan.

“Don't try to placate me. You have no idea what you're talking about,” he spat. “And how could you? You think that slinging ramen in a ninja village gives you even a clue of what being a shinobi entails?”

The contempt in his voice gutted you. “Kakashi, stop it!” you cried, surprising even yourself. You’d never raised your voice to him, but then again, he’d never made you feel like you needed to. He had never spoken to you like this; so belittling and condescending. He was suddenly acting like the cold-hearted man everyone insisted he was. And untrue as you knew that to be, right now, it was difficult to separate the Kakashi you knew from this patronizing version in front of you.

You couldn’t believe it, but you were afraid of him.

“Please,” you started again, swallowing the anxiety creeping up your throat. “Just stop. Why are you talking to me like this?”

“Because the last thing I need is to put up with some oblivious civilian who acts like they know better than I do!”

Your heart was lodged in your throat. You tried to look past his rage—you knew just how deeply he was affected when it came to the people he cared about in danger. But the pain was too intense.

He didn’t need you.

Of course he didn’t. He was Kakashi Hatake. He was more than capable of looking out for himself, and he’d proven that since he was a child. Obviously, he didn’t need you in that respect. But all the times he’d kissed you and looked at you like you were the only thing keeping him alive? When he grasped for you in the dark after a nightmare?

When he had told you, in no uncertain terms, that he needed you?

Well, now, he didn’t.

“I was…just worried about you.”

“What a waste,” he scoffed. “I don’t need you to worry about me. Just leave me alone.”

Your mouth opened in a number of false starts, unsure of how to talk to this Kakashi. He was igniting old insecurities that you swore to yourself you'd never fall victim to again. Instead, you wanted to fight back—to hurl the deepest-cutting insults at him. You wanted to call him callous, heartless, cold-blooded. But more than anything, you wanted to call him a liar.

But what good would that do?

You kept reminding yourself: you know him. You know what he’s doing; self-isolating and pushing you away from some idiotic—no, too angry—some well-intentioned yet completely unnecessary urge to protect you. From himself. As if this were his fault. As if anything had ever been his fault.

This isn’t intentional. He’s just scared.

Of course he was scared. But that didn’t make it fair that he was taking it out on you; speaking to you like that and saying such hurtful things. But if you knew anything, you knew Kakashi didn’t truly mean any of it. The only thing that was probably true was that he wanted to be alone right now. But still, you wished he would let you help him through this; whatever that meant. It didn’t feel right to walk away.

“I don’t want to leave you.”

“What don't you understand?!” he barked. “I don’t want you here. I want you as far away from me as possible.”

Oh.

He didn’t need you; he didn’t even want you anymore.

Kakashi couldn’t have hurt you more if he’d physically attacked. He sounded serious, but forced. Labored, like he had to physically push the words out. He endured only a few seconds of your stunned silence before he abruptly stood from the bed. “Fine. If you won’t leave, then I will.”

“Wait!”

But he was gone, already off the bed and out the window faster than you could follow. You were unsteady on your feet, hesitating in a few seconds of confusion and disbelief before you clumsily staggered to the window and clutched the sill, frantically looking for him in every direction.

“Kakashi?!”

Your voice carried on the wind, but no answer came back to you. Your wrists bent painfully as you tried to lean out, desperate for even a chance to see him or get a clue of where he was headed. In this mood, Kakashi could only do himself harm, blaming himself for Sasuke and Naruto and everyone else who had been out there. You trembled as you considered all the possible ways he would let this weigh him down.

The thoughts running through your mind were more than enough to pull another raw scream from your throat. “KAKASHI!”

Two medic-nins rushed into the room. “What happened?”

“He just…he…” He told me to leave him alone. He told me he wanted me me to get as far away from him as possible.  “He left.”

“What!?”

“Out the window.”

You tried not to cry as they pried you away from the window. “Damn Hatake,” one of them grumbled. “So arrogant.”

You whipped around with fury in your eyes. “Don’t talk about him like that.”

“He shouldn’t have left without our okay,” the medic challenged you. “He always does things like this.”

“And he didn’t even wait for word on his student’s condition,” the other responded.

“What’s going on?” Shizune’s voice carried from the doorway. You turned to see her standing against the jamb, probably well aware of the situation.

“Kakashi took off,” the medic-nin dismissively shrugged.

You were about ready to really lay into this guy before Shizune stepped in and put her hand on your shoulder. “Y/N, Naruto can have visitors now. Why don’t you go see him, and I’ll handle things here?”

“O-okay.”

She led you to the door. You were reluctant to go, but there was really no reason to stay. Kakashi certainly wasn’t coming back.

“It’ll be okay,” Shizune smiled encouragingly.

“But he’s still exhausted and—”

“Kakashi will be okay,” she repeated definitively. “He never really stays in the hospital as long as he should anyways. He knows how to take care of himself.”

His words from earlier replayed through your mind. I don’t need you to worry about me.

“You’re right.” You wiped the moisture from your eyes and nodded. “How is Naruto?”

“He’ll be okay too,” she promised. “He just needs to take it easy a while. But I’m sure he’ll be happy to see you. Shikamaru was already on his way.” She gave you his room number and urged you down the hall. “Go on. I’ll handle these guys.”

“Thank you, Shizune.” 

You kept your head down as you walked, fighting off your emotions. The last thing you wanted was to feel angry at Kakashi. But you were so shaken, it was hard not to be angry. In so few words, he had cut you to your core, and you felt exposed and vulnerable. Your steps were uneasy, your legs unsteady until they finally failed you. You gasped in a desperate breath as you stopped, collapsing against the hallway wall and hugging yourself close. It was only a second before your body started sliding down the wall, sobs roiling in your chest.

When your butt finally hit the floor, you bit down on your hand to muffle an insistent cry. Frustration and worry clashed in your brain. Kakashi was acting so strange. Well, maybe not strange. Depends who you ask. But he’d definitely never been like that with you, and the way he had so easily slipped into that heartless persona had left you struggling to keep up.

You just wanted to help him. But how, when he wouldn’t even talk to you?

With a deep breath, you stood from your position on the floor. You probably hadn’t been there for more than a minute, but you were embarrassed all the same. You didn’t have time for breaking down in the hallway.

Kakashi could take care of himself, and he wasn’t the only person important to you that would be hurting right now.

You ducked into the bathroom and splashed a little cold water on your face. Your irises were ringed with red, but it was nothing that couldn’t be solved by just breathing. The cold water calmed the puffiness around your eyes and helped your pulse to slow. After just a minute or two, you felt ready to move on and check on Naruto. He must be devastated.

Naruto’s room was nearly on the other side of the hospital. You took a corner so quickly, you nearly crashed into the new Hokage.

“Lady Hokage!”

“Y/N, right?” She asked. It was the first time you’d met her, and you were too distracted by how intimidatingly pretty she was to ask how she recognized you. Thankfully, she grinned and recognized your unasked question. “Shizune told me where that bottle of sake came from. I suppose I owe you a thanks.”

“Oh…right.” You’d forgotten all about your little thank-you-for-healing-my-boyfriend gift. It seemed almost embarrassing now. “No, don’t worry about it.”

“So where are you headed in such a hurry?”

“T-to check on Naruto, ma’am.”

“What a coincidence—so am I. Want to walk together?”

“Oh! Um, sure!” You fell into step next to her on your way to the stairwell. “Do you know how he is?”

“Naruto? I haven’t seen him myself yet. I’ve heard he’s got some nasty wounds, but I've already seen him push through some tough stuff with a smile on his face. Still, it was a serious mission I sent him on, and I want to make sure he’s doing alright. Plus, I’m sure he’ll be glad to hear that his friends all pulled through.”

You just nodded, following along until you and the Hokage made it to the door of Naruto’s room. But before you reached it, you saw a familiar figure hesitating by the door.

“Sakura?”

Her face looked even worse than yours had in the restroom a minute ago. She quickly wiped at her cheeks with the back of her hand and tried to put on a brave face.

“Ah, so you’re Sakura Haruno,” Tsunade noted. “Are you here to visit the patient?”

“Um, y-yes.”

Tsunade looked between you and Sakura before sighing an amused huff. “News sure travels fast around here.”

You put your hand on Sakura’s shoulder in quiet support. “Come in when you're ready. There’s no rush.”

Sakura nodded, shifting her shoulders forward as she almost took a step. You patted her shoulder before going in, but she followed right on your tail, with Lady Tsunade only a step behind her.

Inside the room, Naruto and Shikamaru looked to be in the middle of a pretty serious conversation. But they both looked to the door to see who was entering, and Naruto immediately smiled. “Y/N! Hey!” His eyes swept to the side, his face falling a bit at who was beside you.

Sakura spoke first. “Naruto…”

Silence filled the room. The young girl didn’t say anything else, and Naruto didn’t respond to her. He looked shell-shocked, almost fearful of what Sakura might say next. When she let out a small sound, he cast his eyes down to the blanket, looking almost as tortured as Kakashi had.

“I heard you were badly wounded,” Tsunade observed, “But you look well enough to me.”

“Sakura, I’m…” Naruto started, “I’m sorry.”

“…Wh-what are you apologizing for?” she nervously snickered, walking to the window. Her face was awkwardly scrunched up in a forced smile. “You and your kooky antics. What are we gonna do with you? Seriously, you look like a mummy.”

“I’m sorry, I—”

“You know, you really should keep the curtain open,” she interrupted him. “See how gorgeous it is out there?”

You saw Shikamaru look at her with a mixture of pity and exasperation.

“Sakura!” Naruto insisted, raising his voice and commanding the attention of the whole room. “I…I will keep my promise. It’s…it’s the promise of a lifetime. I meant what I said.”

“It’s okay Naruto,” she quietly answered. “Just forget it, okay?”

Shikamaru groaned in annoyance. “Sakura, he’s—”

“You remember,” Naruto continued, addressing only Sakura. “It’s like I always say. I never go back on my word. ‘Cause that’s my shinobi way.”

Shikamaru and Lady Tsunade both offered tiny, encouraging smiles to the rambunctious genin. Sakura’s eyebrows turned up as tears started to shine on the surface of her eyes. She looked at Naruto for a minute before turning toward the door.

“Naruto…I…all I did was cry for help.” She took a steadying breath as she started walking purposefully toward the door. “I just cried and reached out, and put everything on you.” She paused in the doorway, her hand resting on the edge of the door. “Naruto, I’m sorry.”

All eyes in the room locked onto Sakura. You’d certainly never heard her apologize to Naruto before, and it seemed that no one else had either.

“You might need to wait a while,” Sakura continued, “but next time…I’m coming with you!”

Looking around the room, you weren’t sure how to feel. Shikamaru seemed cautious and slightly skeptical, but overall uninterested. Lady Tsunade regarded Sakura with curiosity and a small knowing smile. But then Naruto beamed that gigantic grin that never failed to make you feel like you were staring directly into the sun. They were all so determined, as if Naruto weren’t currently bandaged over his entire body. Meanwhile, Kakashi seemed like he was carrying the despair for all of them. The emotional whiplash was making you feel crazy.

Maybe I do have no idea what it means to be a shinobi.

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[littlewriterfullofwords]

One more kiss

Pairing: Kawamura Kazuma x fem!reader

Summary: Little volleyball tutoring wouldn't do any wrong, right?

Warnings: a bit fluff

A/N: Hi! So my obsession changed and here we are with Kazuma. Enjoy and let me know if there are any mistakes or if you want to see anything specific.

"We are going out to grab a drink, you guys coming with us?" Ayame with group of other girls from your class looked at you and your friend, waiting for the answer.

"Sorry, we have a little volleyball practice." you said with an apologising smile. "Maybe next time."

"Sure. Have fun chasing the ball!" yelled Mizuki and the group left the school's yard, giggling like crazy.

You and your friend waved at them and waited till they left and when you were sure they wouldn't come back, you two headed to the gym.

"We thought you won't come." Kazuma looked at the two of you as you came in.

"To teach clumsy kids like you? We won't miss that." joked your friend and you joined her at laughing.

Kawamura looked at Hokuto ,who was hiding his smile, with disbelief and threw a ball at your friend who dodged it easily.

"Nice try, Kawamura." she smiled brightly and showed him a middle finger.

"Okay, let's start before you two kill each other." interrupted them Yoshino and placed a hand on his friend's shoulder.

"For safety purposes I will teach Kazuma." you offered and pushed your friend slightly towards Hokuto.

"For safety purposes." she mocked you what only made everyone laugh, her as well.

That two walked over to the other side of the gym and started their little training while you handed Kazuma a ball he had thrown.

"Show me what you can." you backed few steps and waited for the pass from the boy. "Don't worry about mistakes, we can work them out."

"You assume I make mistakes?" asked jokingly Kawamura as he passed the ball in the air.

"That's why you wanted us to teach you two, right?"

The pass was okay, maybe not professional, but good. The receive was worse.

"Okay, I know what we should work on." you caught the ball what stopped your little game. "Down receive."

"You got me." laughed Kazuma and you bet you saw a bit of blush on his cheeks.

"Please show me the proper pose." you asked politely and watched carefully as the boy prepared himself. "Okay...may I touch you?"

"Yeah, but don't bite me."

"Bite? Why would I do that?" you stood behind Kazuma and placed your hands on his arms.

"Hokuto does that sometimes." answered Kawamura with a chuckle.

You both looked at the mentioned boy who was dealing with thrown balls and your yelling friend who was calling him 'stupid' and 'lazy'. Of course while laughing, she meant no harm.

"Poor Hokuto." you whispered as you moved Kazuma's arms in a way that would help him receive any ball. "This is the pose I want you to keep, okay?"

"Yes, ma'am." answered happily Kawamura and nodded what only made you smile.

You started passing some balls in every way what was supposed to help with the down receive. It looked like it did.

While practising, your eyes were carefully analysing your working partner. He was moving confidently, his eyes were focused, body ready to receive the ball. You realized he has muscular arms. You analysed his face for a bit longer time. His lips looked soft, just like his cheeks, his skin was clear and his dark eyes were shinning...

"Y/N!" you turned to the left but regretted that second later because ball hit your forehead. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah." you nodded, trying hard not to laugh but you failed. "I needed that."

"I told you it will end that way!" your friend pointed at Hokuto and walked towards him just to throw the ball at him. "Apology!

"Sorry." Yoshino bowed politely.

"That's fine, don't worry." you massaged your forehead for some time and chuckled.

The ball stopped your overthinking about Kazuma who now was looking at you with this warmth in his dark, shinny eyes and question written on his face,

"I am fine." you repeated with an assuring smile and threw him the ball. "Let's pass few times and then we will make a short break, okay?"

"Whatever you say." agree Kazuma and passed the ball.

As you had said earlier, you've played for some time and then took a break on the side.

"Is your forehead okay?" asked Kawamura with voice full of concern and smiled when you nodded. "I told you we are clumsy, especially Hokuto."

"I heard that!" yelled Yoshino from the other side of the gym what made black haired boy next to you chuckle.

You also smiled. Your eyes turned to the blond haired boy behind the net who was playing 'pass the ball' with your friend who now was quiet and was even smiling and nodding with approval.

You wanted to say something at the moment, but something stopped you...the smell of the perfume that was so close closed your mouth. And not only the smell was close, Kazuma as well. His arm was resting on the gymnastic ladders behind your back, his body hovering over you. You felt warmth on your cheeks and you didn't need a mirror to know your face was red as a tomato. Also Kawamura's slight smile was saying enough.

"Pink suits you." whispered Kazuma when you looked at him from below.

"T-thank you." you stuttered a bit what only made the boy chuckle what melted your heart to the puddle.

Without any warning, black haired placed his other hand on the other side of your head.

"Wow, fast and furious." you joked to cover your nervousness. "Kabedon challenge? Now?"

"Maybe not kabedon...more like kiss your teacher challenge."

You thought he was joking, but apparently he wasn't. Kazuma's face suddenly was inches from your, his eyes looking at your lips...it wasn't a joke for sure.

And what did you do? Nothing. You let Kawamura do what he wanted.

His lips gently touched your as if he was asking for permission that you gave him. Even though he got it, he didn't deepen the kiss, he smirked in your lips knowing you were already obsessed with him. And he was not wrong.

"Ai, dumbass! Move!" your friend yelled from the other side of the gym what interrupted the amazing moment you and Kazuma had.

The moment the boy moved few inches from your lips, the ball hit his head, making him look at your friend who was guilty laughing with Hokuto on her side.

"Are you okay?" you asked, trying not to laugh, and petted the place Kazuma got hit. "Does it hurt?"

"Not that much that a kiss can't heal." answered Kawamura with a smile, he looked cute while smiling.

You huffed jokingly, shook your head, but placed a little kiss on his soft lips.

"One more." whispered black haired, his eyes shinning in the gym's lights as he was looking into your eyes. "One more kiss."

"You are good at persuading." you giggled, but did as he asked. Your lips touched his gently and left soft kiss.

"I told you to move." your friend suddenly appeared next to you two and smacked Kazuma's head with a hand. "Don't touch her without my permission."

As a protest to your friend's words, you hugged Kawamura and looked your classmate in the eyes, to provoke her a bit. The boy you were hugging, chuckled and hugged you back.

"I will kill you both one day." huffed your friend and walked towards the exit. "I promise."

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[cottoncandy-cult]

Inuyasha X Priestess! Reader

So in this I'm exaggerating Kagome's behavior in this, I do ship Kagome with Inuyasha. Occasionally with Koga, but mostly because I find Ayame somewhat annoying personally. I could rant about it but for the Ayame fans I'm not going to, like I don't hate her but I did want to see her humbled a bit so that she'd pull back her obsessive behavior just a bit.

(Y/n) sighed as she walked with the group of misfits she called friends, the 18-year-old had been a reincarnation similar to Kagome. Only (Y/n) was a healer, and rather than a well she had fallen through the floor of an old shrine high up in the mountain. The bicolor haired girl had hated her life in her era, her life having been less than ideal. With her hair being 2 colors, (H/C1) on the left and (H/C2) on the right. It often drew unwanted attention, what made it worse was her dual-colored eyes. (E/C1) on the left and (E/C2) on the right. She had always been teased by the younger generation and out casted, the older generation treated he as if she was ill or a demon. So, she had ran away at the age of 16, the dual toned girl going high into the mountains when a storm hit. She took shelter in a shrine but fell through a large hole, even if she wanted to go back through the shrine she couldn't as the one in the feudal era had been destroyed by Naraku.

She has passed through the well before to go get Kagome, and she was able to do so through the sheer power of her soul unlike Kagome who needed at least a shard of the jewel. But she usually preferred staying behind with Inuyasha and the others, she had gotten the garb of a priestess from a priestess in the village at the base of the mountain when she came stumbling down bruised and dirty from the fall and the subsequent wandering around the mountainside the shrine had been on, on day one of being there. Deciding that she wanted to try and at least blend in a little, plus the outfit was rather comfortable. She had spent a lot of time with Inuyasha as of late, he and Kagome had been fighting a lot recently and most of her anger was unreasonable in (Y/n)'s eyes. She and the half demon had grown close, both able to understand each other's pain. (Y/n) also understood how fresh his grief and heart break was, in his mind it had only been at most a few months since he was "betrayed". He had truly loved Kikyo, the pain of their fight worsened by learning the truth behind that day and Kikyo's resurrection. Kagome's pressure only making things worse for Inuyasha, it was as if the girl thought they had an unspoken relationship.

When the group finally made it to Kaede's village, she watched Kagome ride with Sango and Miroku on Kirara's back towards the well. Leaving her to walk with Inuyasha to Kaede's hut. "Hey (Y/n), come with me." Inuyasha began walking towards the woods, the girl quietly following as she figured he wanted to talk about his fight with Kagome. She always had to try and explain things to him, what made it hard was a lot of Kagome's actions could be immature and hard to rationalize to the male. So, after the attempt to explain things is made the two usually said screw it and just had a drink, it being the feudal era no one cared as she was considered plenty old enough.

So, the girl had no problem dipping into the barrel, Inuyasha didn't care one way or the other. They got to their usual spot by the river, Inuyasha moving a rock to reveal a small barrel of sake and 2 cups hidden beneath it in a hole. She could tell by the look on his face that he was in deep thought, so she remained silent and went to her place by the river. It was a large smooth rock, where she would be able to dangle her feet over the edge and her toes would barely touch the water. Not being a true priestess, she was not bound by their rules, really it was just a guise she used. Her abilities were similar to that of a priestess, so it was really the best option to keep people from questioning her.

She lowered her feet into the water, closing her eyes and listening as Inuyasha moved beside her and set the small barrel between them. "So, what did you want to talk about?" She spoke softly and dipped her small sake glass into the barrel, Inuyasha had stayed quiet as he slowly sipped down his glass. "Kagome has just been driving me crazy, I'm starting to think her looking like Kikyo may have been the only thing that truly brought me to her. I was still grieving for Kikyo, and Kagome was someone I had to be around because she broke the sacred jewel, and she could sense it... I think I only loved her out of necessity and heartache, but now that everything's over though..."

He stared deeply at the water, (Y/n) quietly listening to him as she nodded. "It's understandable, somethings aren't meant to be. I mean you two aren't even actually together, you've just done this weird crap since the beginning." She sipped her drink as Inuyasha nodded, sipping at his own before he looked at her. "You know, I don't think I've ever seen you take an interest in anyone since you joined us." Now that made her cheeks heat up, she was quick to down her drink and refill. "There was one guy, but he never once looked at me the way I did him... But he has girl troubles of his own even without me." She hadn't been lying, she had always had an interest in him but between Kikyo and Kagome she never felt there would be room for her in his heart. She knew a part of him at least cared deeply for Kagome, after all she had helped him move on from Kikyo and helped to soften his rough personality.

"I see... It must be painful loving someone who doesn't return it... At first when Kikyo was resurrected, she hated me, it tore me up cause I loved her so much. I guess that's why your smile hasn't been the same for a while... Right?" His words took her by surprise, she never realized anyone had noticed. (Y/n) hadn't been herself for a while, she hated watching Inuyasha and Kagome fight only for him to seek her out for comfort and return to Kagome the moment she was willing to let him back in. With a sigh she chugged down her drink, her cheeks now red from alcohol rather than embarrassment. "Yeah... I just... I love him a lot but... I'm not even sure if I'm really his friend or someone he uses to soothe himself when he's hurt... " Her chest tightened as her eyes welled with tears, she could feel his golden orbs locked on her form.

"Is it Koga!? Just say the word and kill that mangey flea bag!" She was shocked by his words, her small hands wiping her tears away as she shook her head. "No but it's fine, it doesn't matter I'l-" Her sentence was cut short as Inuyasha pinned her down, hands on either side of her head. His claws dug into the dirt as he stared down at her in an intense gaze, anger on his features. "Don't you dare say that! It does matter! He's hurting you and I won't let that happen! I'm not going to let anyone hurt you, you hear me!?" His reddened face was inches from hers, the temptation was so overwhelming that before she knew it her lips were attached to his. He was quick to return the kiss, he was harsh and feverish. The kiss deepening as little fingers tangled in snow white hair, when the kiss broke, they were left breathless, and the half demon rested his forehead against hers.

"I love you (Y/n), for so long I tried to learn to love Kagome, but it always felt like I was with her cause I had to be... But then you came a long and I couldn't help but to love you from the start. That's why it matters, because you matter." The girl felt her heart swell as she kissed him once more, neither noticing the schoolgirl quietly walking away from the scene.

#inuyasha #inuyasha x reader #x fem reader #priestess reader #candy cult vault #fluff #inuyasha fluff

[agoldenluckycat]

~It all started with Shigure in a suit~

Saw a video on tiktok simping over Shigure in a suit and this came to mind.

Shigure x y/n, MINORS DNI 🔞, suggestive material, masturbation, mentions of s3x, s3x toys mentioned, Shigure call out fic, but in a sexy way, one shot for now.

I don’t have anyone to proof read so I’m posting it raw and real as the lord intended 👍🏻

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Shigure walked in after his parent-teacher conference with tohru’s advisor. The tie threatening to choke him if he didn’t loosen it soon, his jacket already discarded.

Y/n sat at the table reading a magazine and enjoying some tea. Tohru’s cousin was an interesting addition to his household. After graduating college she came back home, finding how awful her family had been, came straight to his house in search of Tohru.

When he first met her, he truly didn’t think much of her, in his mind most people where a means to his ends, but she proved to be a surprising challenge.

His attempts to fluster her, as he had done with Tohru, didn’t work. She was a lot like Hatori, even keeled and seemingly indifferent.

However, today, as he walked in loosening his tie he saw her eyes raise from her magazine and look up at him….and they never left. In the past he’d caught her eyes lingering on him but he’d never been able to capture her attention like Ayame had. In fact he didn’t understand why he felt so annoyed at her obvious flirting with the snake zodiac. The innuendos & comments about visiting his shop for a personal tour, they all seemed to irk him.

But

Seeing her eyes unable to look away from him started something intensely mischievous in him.

“It’s not polite to stare, unless you see something you’d like? I could show you more?” he teased, beginning to take the tie off.

“Could you….could you leave it on for just a moment longer?” Her soft voice, tone lower than usual, asked.

Shigure grinned, her eyes clearly stating what was going on in her head. “My, my, how scandalous. Why keep it on when you’re clearly undressing me in your mind right now”

She didn’t reply, staring at him for a moment longer, she then stood taking her empty tea cup to the kitchen and deposited it in the sink.

“Too embarrassed?” He prodded hoping to get some sort of reaction.

“No” she smiled as she collected her magazine “I have what I need.”

Before she could walk past him he stood and grabbed her hand, effectively stopping her.

“If you have needs all you have to do is ask and I’ll help you satisfy them” he purred again hoping to get a rise from her.

The smile she gave him this time wasn’t one of lust, but of pity, it threw him.

“Shigure, you already know you’re an extremely attractive man and if I thought I had any chance with you I’d be on my knees in a moment begging for you”

Shigure bit his lip “on your knees, I like that image”

“But” she continued “I know what it is to look in a man’s eyes and see another woman.”

Shigure froze. His grip on her arm loosening. Suddenly his whole body felt numb.

“And I don’t know who she is, nor do I need to know, but I can see her in your eyes every time I look at you.”

Slowly her hand moved to cup his cheek, she looked at him with such compassion, the likes of which he’d never seen.

“You could have my heart, Shigure, my body, my soul, I’d give myself over to you if you said the word. But I’d want yours in return and you cannot give me something that has already been given”

Removing her hand quickly she made her way upstairs to the spare room he’d lent her. The one next to his.

She left him standing in the living room, fully clothed, but feeling utterly exposed.

Later that night, Shigure heard soft moans coming from her room and the hum of a vibrator. He cursed his heightened hearing, especially when he heard his name come from her lips. Images of her naked form underneath him, hair fanned out on the pillows, begging for him invaded his mind.

He was a dog. He knew that now. In every sense of the word.

His pants became a bit too tight all of a sudden and he found his hand had a mind of it’s own, grasping his hardened cock and imagining the woman in the next room.

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[heyiwrotesomethings]

Hello Maddy!! I hope you’re having an amazing week. I love your writings, they always make my day!! I hope I’m not late, and if you don’t mind writing, may I request a oneshot Modern AU Kanae x they/them reader where they’re married and maybe have kids? I hope this is not too much of a hassle, and if you feel uncomfortable any way, you can ignore my request. Once again thank you, I wish you all the best!!<33

A Day at the Beach

Kanae Kochou x They/Them Reader Modern AU

A/N: Cute idea! I didn’t know what the direction of the story should be about so I hope you don’t mind the beach. I also put a hint of ShinoMitsu in here because I miss them. Thanks for reading, hope you like it! Word Count: 2,420

“Food, water, juice, sunscreen, towels, tarp—“

“Sand toys!” Daichi interrupted his parent, eyeing the list intently. He couldn’t quite read yet, but he could pick out things here and there.

“Yes, sand toys, first-aid kit, floaties—“

“Noodles!” Itsuki shrieked. Nothing brought him more joy than a good water noodle fight. He simply had to make sure they are not forgotten!

“There will be noodles, I promise.” (Y/n) swore to their child for the fourth time that morning. “Why don’t you boys go put your swim trunks on so you’ll be ready when it’s time to get in the car, okay?”

(Y/n) heard Kanae giggle beside them as the boys upturned the swim bag and sifted through for their respective swim trunks.

“This is going to be such a fun day. I’m glad we’re doing this.” Kanae beamed.

“Once everything is packed up and we make it to the beach, I’ll agree with you.” (Y/n) half joked, getting up from the couch to help Itsuki who had somehow put both legs in the same hole of his swim trunks.

A fussy wail then caught Kanae’s attention as she helped Daichi tie the drawstring of his trunks.

“Sounds like Ayame is awake. I’ll get her ready. Do you still need help with packing?” Kanae asked.

“Don’t worry, I’ll figure it out. Actually, can you get the baby duffle ready too?”

“Already on it.” Kanae gave (Y/n) a chaste kiss on the cheek as she walked passed them and disappeared down the hall. (Y/n) could hear her faint cooing and their daughter’s cries silenced.

“Okay boys, will you help me with a big job?” (Y/n) asked.

“Yes!”

(Y/n) rolled out the compact cooler that already had a layer of ice on the bottom. The boys’ eyes lit up, not hesitating to reach in and touch the cold cubes.

“Can you put the drinks in here please? No, don’t put the ice in your mouth, we need that to keep the drinks cold. Put them in like this so there is lots of room left for the food, okay?” (Y/n) opened the boxes of water and juice to give the boys easier access.

“We can do it!”

“Thank you. I’ll be back in a minute.”

(Y/n) knew they had to work quickly to gather what needed to be taken out to the car. As well meaning as their children were, they were still very young and impulsive. They could turn back around and probably find them sitting in the cooler, or see ice chips scattered all over the floor.

(Y/n) tightly packed the towels back into the swim bag the boys had ransacked, then grabbed the first-aid kit from the bathroom, putting it in another bag with the sunscreen, floaties and the rolled up tarp. From the closet, they also grabbed a couple camping chairs for themself and Kanae. They’d grab the kids’ chairs too, but they seldom used them anyway. They would much rather sit on their parents instead.

(Y/n) took the two bags in one hand and the straps of the chair bags in the other then went to check on the boys, relieved to see that nothing seemed amiss.

“Will one of you help me get the door please. And someone want to open the trunk?”

Daichi tore off to the door with Itsuki trying his best to keep up.

“Walking feet,” (Y/n) reminded, “Careful for the step.”

The boys heeded their warning, but it was clear they were buzzing with excitement.

“I wanna open the trunk!”

“I do!”

“No, me!”

“I want to hit the button!”

Ah, how could (Y/n) forget the age old battle of who gets to hit the button that will make the trunk open.

“How about you both press it at the same time?”

“No!” They yelled in unison.

“Alright, here’s what we’re going to do. One of you is going to open the trunk, and then the other will get to close it. That way it’s fair.”

After a bit of squabbling, Daichi got his way. Making an older sibling promise of showing Itsuki something cool once they got to the beach. Once the trunk opened, (Y/n) wasted no time hauling the heavy goods inside.

“Alright, c’mere bud.”

(Y/n) hoisted Itsuki into their arms so that he could reach the button. They would need to open the trunk again of course, but when it came to a three year old who was very fixated on what he wanted, it was best to just do it sooner than later before he began to think he had been cheated out of his turn. It can be hard to reason with small children sometimes.

“Okay, while we’re out here let’s get the beach toys from the shed.” (Y/n) prompted, following the boys who had already taken off as soon as beach toys were mentioned.

They dragged back a couple of pool noodles, the sand toys, and an inflatable ball. Daichi and Itsuki wanted to bring more, but (Y/n) managed to dissuade them. They would be plenty entertained with what they already had. They would probably tire out before too long anyway.

They did their little ritual with the trunk again and then headed back inside to finish packing the cooler. When they entered, Kanae was shifting her feet, rocking from side to side in that magical way that always managed to make Ayame happy.

Kanae turned to face (Y/n), a confused smile on her face,

“Making punch, dear?”

“Hm?” (Y/n) stepped up beside Kanae to look into the cooler and held in a groan.

Well, the boys did put the drinks in… just not with the containers they came in. Their cooler had become a tub of watered down fruit juice while they had been packing.

“I’ll have this clean in less than ten minutes. I still have the other half of the bag of ice and we can pick up more drinks when we stop for gas.”

“Take your time, there is no rush.” Kanae comforted, as laid back as ever.

“I love how easy-going you are, but I would like to get there before midnight.”

“I don’t know, that sounds pretty romantic.” Kanae teased.

“Oh, then let’s drop the kids off with Shinobu and trade the juice boxes for a couple of cocktails.” (Y/n) couldn’t help but laugh imagining the look Shinobu would give them if they came to her apartment unannounced to push their children into her arms and leave as quickly as they came.

“We couldn’t possibly, not after last time. I think she still hasn’t forgiven us.” Kanae recalled.

“She got help from her neighbor across the hall,” (Y/n) waved dismissively, “Kanroji, was it? I think we were actually doing her a favor. You saw how cute they looked together.”

“They did look really cute, didn’t they? I should figure out if anything is going on with them yet.”

“And if dropping off the kids unexpectedly doesn’t get us killed, meddling with Shinobu’s prospective love life certainly will.” (Y/n) began to pour the liquid down the sink. Then they scrubbed it with warm, soapy water and patted the cooler dry.

“Is Shino-Obachan coming to the beach?” Itsuki asked hopefully.

“No, sorry sweetheart. Maybe another time. Shinobu has a lot of big tests coming up soon and she wants to study.” Kanae explained, patting over her son’s unruly hair with her free hand.

“Alright, cooler is half ready to go.” (Y/n) declared, “Found everything okay for Ayame’s bag?”

“All accounted for.” Kanae patted the bag resting atop the counter.

(Y/n) took the cooler and the duffle bag to the car with the boys while Kanae put Ayame into her car seat. After a final check of the supplies and making sure that everyone was buckled into their seats, they were off.

It was only an hour trip to the beach, but with a baby and two young children it might as well be twelve. They were pretty good for the first twenty-five minutes, but then they started getting fidgety. Daichi had somehow managed to pull the pool noodles from the back of the car and placed one of them in Itsuki’s grabby hands. They then proceeded to whack the crap out of each other. Daichi being older and having the advantage of being in the back seat, it didn’t take long for Itsuki to realize he had been given the raw deal. He was getting more and more frustrated with every bonk to his face.

“Boys!” Kanae turned in her seat, not wanting the tension to build into something totally unmanageable, “Daichi, please stop bopping your brother. Put the noodles down. It’s dangerous to play rough in the car.”

“But I’m bored!” Daichi whined, and though Itsuki had been ready to scream bloody murder half a second ago, he seconded his brother’s thoughts.

“We’ll be there in thirty minutes. How about we play I spy?” Kanae suggested.

“No!” They answered in unison.

“Alphabet game?” (Y/n) tried to suggest.

“No!”

“How about some music?” Kanae was already syncing her phone to the bluetooth, “This album never fails. Let’s all sing along!”

As soon as the jaunty tune of one of those ear worm songs began, the boys were all ears.

“Nice save as always.” (Y/n) complimented. “That’ll keep them busy for awhile.”

“Thank you, darling,” Kanae beamed, “but don’t forget to sing along! The words are starting soon.”

Well, there were worse things to do than sing along to songs about dinosaurs. And to be honest, the whole album was kind of a bop. Even Ayame was making happy little shrieks while she kicked her feet.

They made their quick stop at the gas station and not much longer after that, they finally made it to the beach.

“No, no, do not go in the water yet,” Kanae warned the eager boys, “Not until we have a spot set up and everyone’s sunscreen has set.”

Daichi and Itsuki deflated, but they listened to their mother, joining her under the shade of the tent like tarp she and (Y/n) had setup. Once everyone was adequately slathered in sunscreen, Kanae convinced the boys to make a sand castle with her instead of going into the water right away.

(Y/n) joined them after they secured Ayame’s cute little sun hat atop her head. They sat beside Kanae in the warm sand, holding Ayame in a way that would give her enough support to stand. The baby babbled and squealed at the texture of the sand between her toes, wiggling and bending her legs to further sample the coarse granules.

“So happy,” (Y/n) observed, “do you like the sand Aya?”

“So cute!” Kanae cooed, reaching back for her phone. She needed to document this precious moment!

“Smile baby! Can you smile for mommy? Oh, such a sweetheart!” Kanae snapped a buch of photos in rapid succession, then turned to the Daichi and Itsuki digging their moat, “Your turn boys, smile!”

Itsuki gave Kanae a big grin, shovel in hand and his arms already caked in wet sand from all of the digging. Daichi stuck out his tongue, wearing a bucket like a hat. Kanae chuckled, taking another burst of photos. Before she could put her phone back, (Y/n) stopped her.

“What, you think you can just take a bunch of pictures without being in any of them?” They reasoned, sitting Ayame up in their lap to take Kanae’s phone.

They motioned for the boys to crowd around Kanae and took a couple pictures, then they motioned them all over to sit around them and Ayame. It was a little tricky to get them all into frame, but they managed to get a couple nice pictures of the whole family.

(Y/n) handed Kanae’s phone back to her, mirroring her happiness. More picture would be taken throughout the day, especially when they would start playing in the water.

The family approached the gently lapping waves, Itsuki chasing off a few seagulls on the way. Kanae reminded Daichi and Itsuki to only go in as far as their bellybuttons and to stay close. The water gradually got colder the deeper they went, making the waves feel quite refreshing.

Finally the noodle fight could begin in earnest. While the boys smacked and splashed each other, (Y/n) and Kanae sat in the shallow water with Ayame. (Y/n) stood her up in the water, but unlike with the sand, Ayame didn’t seem to be as big or a fan of the water. She began to fuss, trying to keep her feet up and away from the surf.

(Y/n) scooped her back up to rest against their shoulder and patted the disgruntled baby on the back while Kanae soothed her with her voice and stroked her chubby cheek with one finger.

After awhile, they boys got tired of whaling on each other, they turned their weapons on their parents and baby sister instead. (Y/n) transferred Ayame into Kanae’s arms and the boys shrieked when they stood up and began to chase after them in the shallow water. They stole the noodles and bopped them both on their heads as they giggled and tried to dodge the hits.

It wasn’t long before stomachs began to rumble and they went back to their setup to eat lunch. Afterward, Itsuki and Daichi got back to work on their sand city and Kanae joined them, helping them find the perfect ratio of water to sand for the best and strongest structures. (Y/n) sat in one of the chairs nearby with Ayame sleeping against their chest.

After a couple more hours of alternating between playing in the sand and sea, fatigue was finally hitting the boys and the sky was steadily growing more pink and orange. It was time to pack up and go home. As tired as the kids were, they didn’t want to leave, but when Kanae dropped that they could grab some fast food for dinner on the way home, they changed their tune.

They packed everything up then washed themselves of the sand and salt water and changed into fresh clothes. They then bid the beach goodbye and drove away.

Full and satisfied from their dinner on the road, it didn’t take long for the three children to fall asleep to the soft music Kanae had put on.

“Today was a lot of fun, wasn’t it?” Kanae whispered.

“It was,” (Y/n) agreed, “I hope we can do it again soon.”

Kanae beamed, twining her fingers around (Y/n)’s free hand as they drove closer and closer to home.

#demon slayer x reader #kny x reader #demon slayer oneshots #kny oneshots #kanae kochou x reader #kanae kocho x reader #kanae x reader #requests #anonymous

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Hi Clan!

How are you?

1) I read the FNAC 2 request you made for me, and I loooooved it!

Your fanfics are ALWAYS worth the wait. :3

2) Also yay! DRA and SDRA2 requests are back! So happy! :D

I would like to request a DRA one, which is Ayame x Male Reader, where she trains him after noticing he doesn’t exercice at all. At first he doesn’t want to, because he finds it boring and having trouble getting muscular, but she tells him it’s important, especially for males his age, and after a bit of convincing, and due to the fact they are stuck in the Academy during the killing game, he accepts, and he gets trained by Ayame. He slowly enjoys training with her, as he slowly gets muscular and thus a friendship is formed, with also Akane since she gives them water after training and talks with the two, happy they became friends.

Do you accept my request?

3) By the way, what are your thoughts on Jojo?

Hi! Ty for the patience and happy birthday!

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"[Y/n]! You should come exercise with me! It'll be fun!"

"Ah..thank you, Ayame. But..I'd have to decline."

As much as you hated to reject the Ultimate Track Star's offer, exercise was honestly the last thing on your mind, especially since you and everyone else got stuck in this killing game with no way out.

And besides, you've somewhat given up trying to get fit altogether. Even before any of this ever happened, you hit the gym a few times and quickly discovered that getting muscular was no easy task.

You didn't know how other guys your age stuck to their routines and turned out buff and strong in seemingly no time....while all you ever felt at the end of a long workout was fatigued and wheezing for air.

And you were convinced you must be doing something wrong, so you got bored of it quickly and stopped.

Maybe you're simply not built for this kind of stuff.

It didn't help that your talent wasn't exactly the most sportsy, either, as you're the "Ultimate Gamer" who would rather sit somewhere quiet and play on your device to escape the stresses of the world.

Of course, it's won you tournaments and enough recognition to get into this academy...but it winded up being a horrible, horrible curse disguised as a blessing.

Two people were already dead, and everyone's growing more and more distrustful of each other...

So when Ayame approached you the day after the first trial, you were surprised she even wanted to hang around you.

It made you wonder if she forgot that it was a guy who killed one of the girls, even if it wasn't his intention to.

Who's to say that won't happen again?

Not that you could ever resort to something like murder over a stupid "motive", but...shouldn't she be at least a little bit cautious of you?

Nope. She wasn't afraid in the slightest.

You could see the frown forming on her face, and you quickly averted your gaze.

"Look, i-it's not that I don't want to be fit and healthy, it's just..it gets boring after a while, I guess. And if I don't see any changes, I think I'm doing something wrong." Your shoulders slumped in defeat, seeing her expression not change one bit.

Sighing, you closed your eyes and prepared for the chastising that was sure to follow. "...if you're gonna yell at me, then get it over with-"

"Why would I ever do something that's not gonna motivate you?" She crouched down beside you, a sympathetic look to her eyes. "It's important for males at your age to get their daily exercise, so I'm glad you at least tried to stick with it. But maybe all you need is your own personal trainer!"

"...and that would be..?"

"Me!" She grinned. "We'll train all day, every day until we get out of here. Before you know it, exercise won't be "boring" anymore!"

You blinked in surprise, looking back up at her. She seemed so confident and hopeful, although you remained hesitant. "Are you sure that's a good idea? To hang out with me after what happened with Mitch and-"

"She wasn't even his intended target. Just a bad case of "wrong place, wrong time". But I never liked Mitch even before that...I was honestly ready to punch his lights out after he called you a "wimp"." She huffed, cracking her knuckles. "Trust me, if it wasn't against Monokuma's rules I would have-"

"Wait, that was directed at me?" You did a double-take. "I thought he was saying that to Yuki or Teruya..they don't look all that fit either."

Suddenly Ayame looked embarrassed.

"O-Oh, yeah uh....sorry.."

"It's fine..I just...if you're absolutely sure about helping me work out-"

"It's no problem! Really." She reassured, slapping her palm against your back. "Since we're trapped in this stupid academy anyways, we might as well build up some muscle! Whatdya say about putting down that console and coming with me?"

After giving it a little more thought, you finally agreed to go with her, putting your gaming device back into your bag before standing up. "Sure-"

"YES!! Let's jog to the training room to start off!"

"Huh?! But you're the Ultimate---aaaaand she's gone.." You sighed in defeat, watching her race (and definitely not jog) out of the room and leave you in the dust.

Somehow she seemed more excited for this than you.

'Welp, no backing out now..I better get going..'

......

"Whew! That was fun!"

"Yeah..and so was the last workout we did five hours ago."

Although you were damn-near breathless from the intense workout routine Ayame taught you, you gained a sense of accomplishment.

Now you were finally feeling the results.

It seems your efforts were paying off, as you've gotten stronger--being able to lift things and help out with investigations throughout the school with little to no trouble.

You even got compliments from some of your classmates, and it made you feel proud that you stuck with this and didn't allow yourself to get "bored".

You did, however, attempt to find loopholes where you could still play your video games while also training...such as running on the treadmill whilst trying to beat your current high score.

But Ayame would always insist you put it away or tried music instead.

She acted like a strict coach, though you began to value her as a good friend, who was looking out for your best interests.

As you both sat down on one of the benches, wiping away your sweat with a spare towel, you smiled. "I'm surprised the nighttime bell hasn't rung yet..I feel like we've been here all day."

"Yeah, but once we rest our bodies we can get up bright and early and do it all over again!" She beamed. "Or....at least until we get the next "motive", but still we should stay on top of it!"

After nodding in agreement, you heard the door to the training room open, seeing Akane step in. She smiled warmly, balancing two water bottles in her hands as well as extra towels.

Had it been anybody else--besides maybe Yuki--you would've been concerned that something bad just happened, though this was simply the Ultimate Maid engaging in her talent. You could absolutely trust her, especially since she befriended Ayame, too.

You stood up to greet her, thanking her for the drinks before sitting back down. "Oh of course!" She joined you on the bench wrapping a small towel around the back of your sweaty neck. "It's so sweet seeing you two becoming great friends."

"For sure. We've become great workout buddies." You chuckled, taking a sip and sighing at the cool and refreshing taste. "Heck, I might be strong enough to pick up Kakeru one day!"

The girls shared a small giggle at the mental image of you lifting up the strong yet shy lawyer with just a single hand, barely breaking a sweat.

Although it was merely a joke and you wouldn't actually try to pick up anyone, you could feel your confidence practically glowing as you continued chatting with the pair.

When you first came here, you were just that awkward gamer kid standing in the corner, not paying much attention to the trials and longing to get fit for the good of your health...to seemingly no avail.

Yet it's in this same place, where uncertain death could be waiting around every corner, where you discovered a new version of yourself--someone better.

And you owe it all to Ayame for being your number one motivator.

#clanask #dra x reader #danganronpa another x reader #ayame hatano #ayame hatano x reader #dra ayame #male reader #platonic

[wooyoungmybelovedhusband]

Midnight Rose | NJM X F!reader

Pairing : Crowned Prince!Na Jaemin x Commen person!reader

Summary: He wanted a queen to rule beside him. But he fell in love with her who wasn't in the position to rule. Will he marry against his heart Or will he marry her against the rules?

Jaemin was called by his father who was in his room. Jaemin knew what it would be about. He closed the door of his father's room and later sat on the chair near his father's bed. Na Minhyuk, Jaemin's father was sipping on his tea as he looked at him. "Jaemin you know why you're called here, we've invited the princess of the neighbouring kingdom who is also allies with us." "Dad I've told you already that I'm not marrying anyone. I'm fine as a lone king."

"DO NOT ARGUE WITH ME Na JAEMIN. I know you've been seeing that café owner from One whole year. I've been quiet thinking you're just playing around but this is unacceptable." Jaemin widened his eyes as he looked at his father, not believing he knew about his secret. Presentlt, Jaemin now sat in his room as he felt stressed. Soon he remembered his comfort person, who he really needs at the time.

Jaemin sat at the table in the café. Jaemin sipped on his coffee of eight shots of expresso, as Y/n looked at him worried about him. "Baby, why don't you tell me what happened" Jaemin inhaled sharply as he set his cup down and looked at the love of his life. "My father, 'your great king' is planning to marry me off with the princess of the Neighbouring kingdom. And, Apparently he also knows about us and he fucking thought I want playing around with you."

Y/n smiled at him completely ignoring the second part of his sentence as she said, "Well you should definitely follow your father's order." "Are you crazy? THAT WOULD FUCKING BREAK US APART." "Do you even hear yourself right now Jaemin. We were never meant to be together." "Well let me prove you that we are destined together, If you won't fight for us at least I will. I will fucking make it work Kim Y/n."

Jaemin stormed out of the café as Y/n finally let her tears fall, as she let out choked sobs. She loved him though she was forbid from doing so, she went against everything for love and now that love is against her. She just accepted the fact and was trying to move on as even her marriage was set with the rich hier Jeno.

Jaemin sat across Seok-kyung, the princess of Ayame, as his had no signs of emotion. Thier parents were talking to each other about when to keep the wedding, and about the arrangements while the spoken latters just sat there with no sparks for each other. "Well Jaemin, Seok-kyung will be staying here for a month so you can get along and get to know each other more." Jaemin finally forced on a smile as he replied by giving his father a firm nod.

Jaemin sat in his room, thinking about how to stop his marriage, when he heard a knock on his bedroom door. Jaemin let out an annoyed 'come in' as soon as the door opened he saw Seok-kyung standing there. Before she could walk in and greet him, Jaemin cut her off, "Your room is the other side, you can ask someone they'll show it to you." "Well I actually came here to speak to you."

Seok-kyung replied as she sat on the edge of his bed, Before she could Jaemin again cut her off as he Balantly spoke, "Look not meaning to hurt you but I'm nowhere interested in this marriage as you are. And never expect me to fall for you because I belong to someone else and no one can steal me from her." He Prepared himself for a harsh slap across his as he closed his eyes.

He soon shot his eyes open at sound of her laugh, "I was going to way more rude but thank you, you said that because, even I'm nowhere interested in this marriage. Actually I'm already in a relationship with Han Seo jun." Jaemin looked at her shocked as he felt somewhat happy knowing he doesn't have to fake his feelings.

"Well then the reason I came here for is already done, I'm gonna go on my way. Bye Prince Jaemin." Before Jaemin could process and reply she was already out of his sight.

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It had been 2 weeks since Princess Seok-kyung moved to the palace. Well must be said that Jaemin and Seok-kyung did grew close, as friends. They soon felt like best friends as they were going through the same things. They now sat at their normal coffee place as they spoke about random things. Until Jaemin popped up a question.

"What are you and Seojun gonna do? How are you gonna get away from this marriage." "Simple actually, once I turn Twenty years old which will be next month, I will be eligible to give a royal title and that's exactly what I'm gonna do" Jaemin's eyes widened as he swiftly turns his head at Seok-kyung wanting her to repeat what she just said. Seok-kyung let out a nervous chuckle until she realised he didn't actually know the possibility of it.

"Did u not attend the Royal hierarchy class?" "Wait. There's a class like that?" Seok-kyung is extremely shocked at what she just heard, not wanting to believe that his father would stoop so low to break a beautiful couple but she couldn't do anything but that when the evidence was right in front of her. "If you are in love with a person who is not matching your Royal status, you can ask a noble to give them a title and if you yourself are a noble you can declare them a forever title with your blood mixed with theirs."

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Jaemin saw red as he marched up to the Royal hall of the Kingdom as he dragged Y/n by her wrist. On the throne sat his father who was shocked to see a non-noble being brought into his holy enchanted palace but Jaemin didn't care. While the other sub-nobles sat there shocked but happy that what was supposed to happen is finally happening as they watch Jaemin take out his sword glides it downwards and looks at his lover with soft eyes. "Bow down my princess." Trusting him Y/n bows down in front of the sword till the sword is inches away from her face. "I, Na Jaemin, the crowned prince, the future king of Onheirvenia, will officially give a title to Kim Y/n, as the Princess of this Kingdom and as the crowned princess and thus rule alongside me." His father rose up in his throne as he was about to make his way towards his son, Jaemin interrupts him as he starts again, his next line taking his father by shock, "According to the rules of the Royal noble people, a crowned prince always has the ability to take over the throne whenever he wants to. And thus, I hereby say that my coronation which will take place alongside with my future queen will taken place by next week. And now for the last task." Jaemin motions for the guards and as they bring in the most infamous prisoner in the kingdom, the person who killed the mother of the said boy standing there. "This is Kim Taewon, Y/n's father, who was said to kill my mother, isn't actually the murderer instead this man was framed by my father right here who is the real killer. My father killed my mother because he was furious to know his wife was in past was in love with his dreaded enemy. That's why he killed my mother and framed the innocent man who had two children on his own. You people can decide what justice can be given to the innocent man and what punishment does this disgusting man deserves." Jaemin frees Kim Taewon as he holds his lover's hand and she tried to control her overflowing tears. Jaemin stood in front of Taewon as he bows.

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"And that was the story of how your mother turned from being my midnight rose to being my beautiful Jasmine." Jaemin finished as his Daughter and his son looked at him admiration. Until their moment was cut off by their mother as she walked in and looked at her husband finally saying the actual story to their kids before saying, "I don't think I can ever be more grateful to anyone than you." Jaemin just lets out a chuckle as he rushes the kids to have dinner and pecking the lips of the love of his life before walking out of the door.

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Felt like I could have done better at this. 🥲

-Jeong Aera

[amaya-writes]

What Type Of Partner Would The Fruit Basket Zodiacs Be Pt 2

Day One of The Underrated And The Unwritten

Notes: check out the masterlist for part one with the others.

Warnings: this is both sfw and nsfw content! so like how would they be as a partner overall. mdni

Characters involved: Shigure Soma, Ayame Soma, Kureno Soma, Hatori Soma

Gender-neutral reader, you/yours

Shigure Soma

Tell me you have daddy issues without telling me you have daddy issues-

Shigure is a very hard partner to keep up with. On a regular basis, he can pretend to be fun and outgoing, and while this is also what he is really like, it is only a certain part of his personality.

He has somewhat of a switch personality, which is why when you're his partner you need to watch out for when he's being serious and when he's being playful and react accordingly.

Shigure usually only drops the playful act when he's angry or when you're being intimate, but when he does he can get quite scary.

This is because he's such a perceptive lover that you quite literally cannot hide anything from him, his author nature also means that he can perceive real people as characters and as such understand them better.

If Shigure's interested in you he will not hesitate to manipulate you into liking him.

He has quite a few psychological tricks up his sleeve and is not afraid to use them.

You probably won't realise any of this until later on in your relationship when small things start to click in your head, but by then it's too late to do anything about it.

Shigure can be a toxic partner because he refuses to let you be taken from him. He's selfish, he's obsessive, he's probably not a good person and he knows it.

Being intimate with Shigure can often be lovemaking but he also isn't afraid to experiment and try new experiences. Unlike the other zodiacs, he's completely fine with BDSM and even enjoys it.

Ayame Soma

Ayame is a very playful partner, but unlike Shigure, nothing about his mannerism is fake. Sure, he also has his own baggage, but Ayame chooses to live life to the fullest and because of that he is never truly serious.

Sure, he has his moments too, but overall when you're with Ayame he's always playful and very clingy.

Constantly planting kisses on your face and giving you back hugs, always talking about the different clothes he wants to stitch for you (which by the way are a lot).

Ayame has made so many clothes for you that those alone make up an entire closet. This ranges from casual wear to costumes to lingerie.

Most of the inspiration for the clothes he makes that aren't for you also comes when he's thinking about you in that sort of outfit.

Ayame would be very affectionate even early on in the relationship, constantly holding your hand and not shy of PDA. But when it comes to being intimate he would wait a bit before doing it.

Sort of like he wants to be completely sure that's something both of you want.

He can be pretty experimental in the bedroom but he isn't as into BDSM as Shigure. More of the light BDSM type.

Kureno Soma

Kureno can be a very complicated partner.

This is because he's easily attracted to people who show him any kind of affection, so it'll take him a while to understand whether he's attracted to you or just likes the idea of not being with an abusive and manipulative partner.

Once he realises he actually likes you and not just the idea of you, Kureno gets pretty attached to you.

He isn't the kind of person who openly expresses his affection, so unlike Ayame even if he really wants to be clingy he won't do anything about it.

He can be pretty shy about showing physical affection first, because in his previous 'relationship' he was pretty much taught that his wants and needs didn't matter, which is why it's hard for him to get out of that mindset.

Once Kureno gets used to showing physical affection he learns that he quite enjoys cuddling and forehead kisses. But he also really likes just being in your presence.

Seeing you in a room immediately calms him down.

Just like Yuki, Kureno wants to explore new life experiences and situations with you. He wants to see and experience everything he missed out on in life.

When it comes to intimacy Kureno is more into the more lovemaking kind of intimacy. This is because things in his previous relationships could get pretty heated in a way that made him crave more affection rather than just sex.

Overall, Kureno is just looking for love and affection and he's glad that he can find that with you.

Hatori Soma

You're either in for the long run or won't be getting anything out of this.

Hatori can be very oblivious when it comes to people liking him. For someone so smart he's pretty blind in that department so unless you're confident enough to confess early on and somehow he feels the same way, you both will be like binary stars.

Once you finally get out of the awkward little does he like me does he not phase, the two of you will probably take things pretty slow.

The kind of relationship where holding hands and forehead kisses are considered milestones.

It's not like he takes two months to kiss you or anything (probably more like a week or two) but Hatori does like taking his time with things.

However, he really likes going on dates with you, the sweet kind like going to cafes together after work or having you lounge around in his office while he finishes up some work and then you go on walks around the city.

When it comes to being intimate, he's more of a pleasure dom and likes putting your needs over his own.

He's open to experimentation and all, but the only kind of BDSM he'd really be into is bondage.

Overall, being with Hatori is a pretty sweet experience, the kind of thing you read about in romance books. He loves taking care of and constantly being aware of you and your needs and he can often seem like the perfect partner.

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[badchatgptfics]

Ayame Sohma x Reader - Flamboyance? Yes Please (Sequel to Equal Chances)

(If you haven't read Equal Chances yet, read it here)

Prompt Given - Write a sequel to your previous response in which Y/N chooses Ayame

Fic Generated -

In the days that followed, Y/N couldn't shake the memory of Ayame's grand gestures and vibrant spirit. His passionate pursuit of their heart left a lasting impression, and they found themselves drawn to the enigmatic Sohma like a moth to a flame.

As their bond with Ayame deepened, Y/N discovered layers to him they hadn't seen before. Beyond the dramatic facade, Ayame revealed vulnerability and a longing for genuine connection. He spoke about his dreams, his fears, and his desire to find someone who truly understood him.

It was during one such heartfelt conversation that Y/N realized their feelings had grown beyond friendship. They felt a sense of comfort and belonging with Ayame, knowing that he cherished them for who they truly were.

After much soul-searching, Y/N made the decision to share their feelings with Ayame. They approached him on a sunlit afternoon, finding him amidst a sea of colorful fabrics in his shop.

"Ayame, there's something I need to tell you," Y/N said, taking a deep breath. "I've been doing a lot of thinking, and… I have feelings for you. I find myself drawn to your energy, your passion, and your desire to make others happy. You've made my heart flutter like no one else, and I want to be more than just friends."

Ayame's eyes widened with surprise, and for a moment, he was rendered speechless. Then, a dazzling smile spread across his face, and he enveloped Y/N in a warm embrace.

"My darling Y/N, you've set my heart ablaze!" Ayame exclaimed, his voice filled with genuine joy. "I've been hoping that you'd see me in this light. I find you absolutely enchanting, and I'd be honored to be more than friends too."

In that moment, Y/N and Ayame's connection deepened into something more profound and intimate. Their romance blossomed like a vibrant tapestry, each thread interwoven with laughter, understanding, and unconditional support.

As they embarked on their journey together, they discovered a world of possibilities, both in love and in life. Ayame's extravagant gestures and Y/N's steadfast compassion complemented each other perfectly, creating a relationship filled with excitement and tenderness.

The news of Y/N and Ayame's blossoming romance was met with cheer and excitement from their friends, including Hatori and Shigure. The Sohma family, ever the close-knit bunch, welcomed Y/N into their fold with open arms.

Though life was never without its challenges, Y/N and Ayame faced them together, drawing strength from their love and their unbreakable friendship. With each passing day, their bond grew stronger, their laughter brighter, and their hearts more intertwined.

And as they wandered hand in hand through the tapestry of life, they knew that their love story, filled with vibrant colors and passionate dreams, was just the beginning of a beautiful and enduring journey together.

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[hqbaby]

twenty — more than

fuck ur instincts — suna x reader & atsumu x reader

you and suna are just fooling around—so why does he care so much when you start falling in love with someone else?

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word count. 1.5k content. swearing, mentions of sex

Suna doesn’t know where the time went. One moment, he seems to have you in the palm of his hand, the next, he barely sees you at all. You’re just gone from his life, gone in the way that matters most.

It’s been two months since you and Atsumu started dating officially. He doesn’t talk to you anymore and he avoids the subject as much as he can around Atsumu, but from what he can tell, the two of you are doing great. You’re happy together, perfect even. Atsumu’s exactly what you need.

And that makes him feel terrible.

“Rin,” the girl in his bed calls, “are you okay?”

He looks up from the corner he’s decided to sit in and shrugs at her. “Dunno.”

This probably looks really bad. He’s just spent the last two hours fucking her and now he can’t even go near her. At least he’s managed to remember her name. Ayame. He never calls her that when he comes though. He just can’t.

“Do you want me to leave?” she asks.

He shakes his head. “It’s okay,” he says. “You can take the bed, I’ll stay on the couch.”

“You don’t need to do that—”

“It’s fine. I don’t really sleep in my bed anymore.”

Ayame looks at him sadly. She pities him, he knows she does. At this point, everyone knows that you and Atsumu are together. When the basketball team found out, it became a whole thing that ended with the entire campus basically getting a PSA that you are off-limits now.

She shifts a little. “Can I ask you a question?”

He nods at her weakly. “Sure.”

“Do you love her?”

Suna feels that burning in his chest again. It happens every time someone mentions you, every time he thinks about you, every time he sees your yellow Winnie the Pooh toothbrush beside his (he can’t bring himself to get rid of it).

“Yeah,” he says quietly. “If it isn’t love, I don’t know what it is.”

Ayame offers him a sad smile. “At least you know what love is,” she tells him. “Not a lot of people actually get to experience it. They think they do, but they don’t. At least you know it’s real.”

He chuckles bitterly. “What good is that?”

She sighs. “I don’t know,” she tells him. “But it’s something, right?”

“I can come with ya,” Atsumu offers, placing a bag of detergent in the cart. “Ya can tell ‘em I’m yer assistant or somethin’.”

You grab a bottle of fabric softener and tick it off your list. “My parents aren’t going to believe I have an assistant.”

“And why not? Ya can rule the whole world at this point.”

“‘Tsumu…”

“Y/N…”

You crane your neck and peck his jaw. “I would take you, I really would,” you tell him, turning back to your list. “But my whole family’s gonna be there. I don’t want the first time you meet my parents to be the same day you get harassed to death by my aunts.”

“They’d love me!” he insists.

“I’m not saying they wouldn’t,” you tell him. “I’m just saying that my family is crazy and I don’t wanna drag you down with me.”

He whines. “But how am I gonna survive without ya?”

“It’s three days!”

“That’s a lot of days!”

You groan. “If you stop complaining, I’ll take you to that new sushi place when I get back.”

He furrows his brows. “The one with the good tuna?”

“The one with the good tuna.”

Suddenly all smiles, Atsumu plants a wet kiss on your cheek as he hums the intro to that one anime he’s been obsessed with. “I have the best girlfriend in the world.”

You push the cart to the next aisle as he skips ahead of you. “You’re impossible.”

“I know! And ya still put up with me! Best girlfriend, I’m tellin’ ya.”

You roll your eyes and smile, the two of you working together to get the rest of the groceries you need.

The past two months have been the most interesting time. At first, it was a bit of an adjustment having an actual boyfriend. You went out with guys before but you never really stuck around long enough to find out what being with someone was like. It took you a while to even wrap your head around the word.

Boyfriend.

It just seemed so official. So real.

You don’t think you ever had anything real before.

But there was something about Atsumu that just made the whole thing feel natural. The two of you fell into place perfectly, finding your roles in the relationship together and figuring it out along the way.

One thing you always liked about Atsumu was his honesty. The way you always knew that what you saw was what you got. That part of him helped a lot when the two of you needed to make things clear with each other. You never felt like he was hiding what he thought or felt. What you saw was what you got.

The worst fight you had so far had to do with volleyball. You’d expected that.

Oikawa was right when he said Atsumu was extremely anal about the sport, he would stop at nothing to get things exactly right.

He had forgotten to pick you up one afternoon and, with the rain and the flooding near your residence hall, you ended up stuck in the cafeteria until late. When the two of you finally sat down to talk about it, he acted all self-righteous, saying that he was practicing and how could he have known it was going to rain?

“Ya knew I was gonna be busy!” he said, stomping around the living room. “Ya can’t just expect me to drop everythin’ for ya!”

You put your head in your hands and let out a frustrated sigh. “For fuck’s sake, Atsumu, do I not matter to you at all?”

That seemed to change something in his mind. Like it all clicked. Like he realized that he was being stupid. Of course you matter to him. He’s pretty sure you’re the only thing that does.

The two of you never had the same argument again.

He isn’t perfect, but he sees you for who you are to him. He knows your worth and he knows he never wants to lose you, nothing would be worth as much as you.

Life has worked out for the two of you. And you’ve worked out for each other. You have to admit you could get used to this feeling—this happiness, this warmth, this security—maybe you already have.

“Why don’t you throw a party?” you ask, sticking a lollipop into your mouth as he loads the groceries into his car.

Atsumu makes a face. “But why?”

“Oh, come on,” you say, “you haven’t thrown one in so long.”

“Yeah because hostin’ parties sucks ass.”

“I bet it’s not that bad.”

“Ya just say that ‘cause yer a partygoer, not a party-thrower.”

You pull the lollipop out of your mouth and jump into the passenger seat. “Alright, fine,” you say as he gets in the driver’s seat. “What about just a little night in with the team? You guys haven’t drank together in a while.”

“I don’t like drinking,” he reminds you. “Messes with my system.”

“You can party without drinking.”

“Why do ya want me to have a party so bad?”

“I don’t really want you to have a party,” you tell him. “I just think you spend a lot of time with me and… I don’t know, I kinda feel guilty that you don’t get to do that many things on your own anymore.”

He laughs at that. “I like spendin’ time with ya. Yer so much better than the team.”

“But still.”

“I get it.” He nods. “Yeah, maybe I’ll invite the boys over. It’ll be good for them. Omi especially.”

“You know, I’m always worried he’s gonna steal you away from me.”

Atsumu chokes on his own spit. “Why would ya say that?”

You shrug, a teasing smirk on your lips. “I mean, you talk about him a lot. You know what his dick looks like. Oh! And you have that weird obsession with his—”

He pulls your face to his as the car stops at a red light, kissing you to both shut you up and remind you that there’s no one else in the world that can make him feel this way. 

It’s always you. 

It’s always going to be you.

“—his vinyl collection,” you finish your sentence as soon as he pulls away.

He pecks your lips one last time, shaking his head with a smile as he starts driving again. “Yer impossible, woman.”

“Ugh, I know right? Maybe you should buy me that cake I like.”

Atsumu shakes his head, chuckling. “Impossible.”

“You love it though.”

“Do I?”

You nod, connecting your phone to the car’s speakers and putting your playlist on. “‘Course you do.”

He glances over at you and finds you grinning at him, all bright and cheery. “Guess I do,” he says, reaching over to put a hand on your thigh. “Probably love it more than I should.”

notes. soooooooooo are we ready to party or what?????

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[yandereaffections]

A energetic, silly by nature snake with a shy and to themselves darling..

Maybe opposites attract?

You keep him composed, especially during certain situations where it would be inappropriate to make one of his renowned comments

And Ayame makes certain scenarios that seem too outgoing for you more comfortable

If you’re to nervous to ask a certain person a question, thinking it’s stupid or maybe that person will yell at you there’s no doubt Ayame will ask it for you, putting himself in the path instead since he’s experienced with social interactions

Of course you’ll have to lead him away from them after awhile or he’ll might get in a troubling situation

Ayame loves how much you rely on him just on small basic things, after all he is possessive and this way he gets to be the barrier between you and other people

Also it means he gets more of you to himself, getting to dress you up in private and admire you in ways no one else can

There are moments of comfortable silence, where Ayame feels loved just by you being near him being able to share this type of relationship, after all he wouldn’t want you to have to spend time away from him just to be comfortable

Other than those little times, he’s loud and very outgoing, it’ll get exhausting fast, you’ll have to organize time away from him carefully

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[paradisdementor]

LESSON LEARNED | Shigure x Reader Minors DNI (18+)

A/N: @lue-arlert I'm so sorry this took forever but it's finals week 😭 Hope you like it !! It was an honor to write something for you 🖤

"Do I need to repeat myself y/n? I said...on your knees...now"

"Shigu, please, I already said I was sorry I didn't th-"

"Sorry? Sorry?? You really are a dumb little thing huh, thinking that a 'sorry' was going to be enough for what you did"

He stood in front of you untying his kimono and letting it fall to the ground while maintaining eye contact. His tall figure allowed you to be at the perfect level with his dick, packing a good 7" which curved upwards slightly and helped hit the best spots inside you.

"That was a really dumb stunt you put on y'know? What were you thinking hm? Oh, that's just it" - he takes a handful of your hair, pulling from it and speaking through his clenched teeth- "you weren't thinking at all."

A few minutes ago, you were downstairs having a conversation with Ayame who was being a little too handsy for your boyfriend's liking which you immediately noticed. You smirked to yourself and threw your legs over Ayame's who began to talk about the outfits you should try at his store and how he would pick them up specially for you. That was enough for Shigure to take you by your arm and forcefully take you to a room upstairs, excusing both of you with a smile as his grip around your arm tightened.

"I- I swear it wasn't supposed to play out like that. I j-just wanted to make you-"

"What? Jealous? With Ayame of all people... Pretty pathetic don't you think? Well, not as pathetic as you'd be in a few minutes when you're begging me to stop"

"S-stop what?"

"This"- he pushed himself inside your mouth and began to thrust at a set pace that had him throwing his head back in pleasure- "you want to be a whore? I'll treat you like one. You're going to take my cock and cum down your throat, if you waste it a single drop, I'll just have to start again."

You gagged and coughed around him, you hoped that thumb trick you learned from your friends could help but with Shigure's size it might not be possible. His grip was tight, you tried to hold yourself from his thick thighs before you felt his hand smack yours away

"Don't tell me you're that useless that you can't even function as my personal little toy?"- he asks mockingly with a fake tone of concern- "Now, open wide"

He held your head in place with both hands, and began to speed up his thrust, grunting evey time his tip hit the back of your throat. Black tears from your mascara stained your rosey cheeks, your half lidded eyes stared back at him begging for mercy. There was no way you wouldn't have a sore throat for a few days after this.

"Look at you, such a cock hungry slut... You like having my cock in your little mouth?"

Yes You thought to yourself.

"I bet you're dripping wet right now, your pussy is probably clenching around nothing wishing it could be full yeah?"

Right again

You tried your best to nod, but settled with a long and loud moan around his dick.Before you knew it, you were laying on your back, Shigure positioning himself between your legs before pushing himself in with a single thrust, hissing at the feeling of your tight pussy around his throbbing cock.

"Mmhhmm... Always so tight for me, what's the matter? Can't your little pussy take my cock hm? Is it to much for the little slut? "

There was no stopping the tears at that point, your eyes shut and with a silent scream from you , Shigure began to move. You knew from the way his cock was ramming into you that he was going all in to remind you who you belonged to. One of is hands found it's way around your throat ,you looked up at him, he was broad, with a very muscular back and shoulders which you couldn't appreciate enough under that kimono.

"H-hurts, please, s-slow"

"Aww, I know baby... It's supposed to hurt. Cum dumps like you don't deserve to be treated with care, you're meant to be used"

His words stung but you kept getting wetter with every word that he spat out like venom. He didn't fail to notice how you clenched with each degrading word either.

"Feel that?" - he brought one of your hands down to your lower stomach near your pelvis, you could feel a little bump, the outline of his massive cock every time he fucked you- "Think Ayame can do this? Think he can fuck you like I do?"

"Oh fuck... No baby, only you. Please don't st- Shigu!!"

You felt a slap across your face from your boyfriend's massive hand, grinning down at you as he smushed your face into a pout

"Sensei , gotta show you a thing or two about respect. So, who am I princess?"

He slowed down his thrusts, lifted one of your legs and threw it over his shoulder to get deeper.

"FUCK! SENSEI!! AH! I'M ABOUT TO CUM! JUST LIKE THAT SENSEI PLEASE !!

"Good fucking girl. I'm going to cum inside you, make you mine, give you a cute little baby, a little reminder of who you belong to....fuck"

You came around him, and just seconds later he followed, your tightening sex creaming his cock to the very last drop. Shigure leaned down to kiss you deeply before pulling out and getting dressed, taking your panties and shoving them inside his robe.

"Shigu, I need those"

"No you don't, you're going back downstairs to finish your conversation with Ayame like that. Have fun holding my cum inside you, you don't want to make a mess, poor Tohru would be petrified to clean that up"

"Shigure!!"

"Que sera, sera."

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[isimpoveryou]

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vinnie hacker x indonesian!reader

face claim: naura ayu (girl crush i swear 🥰)

authors note: so im indonesian and i dont see a lot of south east asian reader because mostly its east asian reader (no hate). also this JUST FICTIONAL OK??

warning: english is my second language

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