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meowzards · 2 years

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Sick Day

TASM! Peter Parker x Reader ( they / them )

After being alone for a patrol, Peter Parker goes to check on his superhero partner and s/o, y/n, at their house. Finding out that they’ve been sick, he decides New York can live without Spider-Man for a night.

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warnings: MOSTLY FLUFF, sickness, mostly bad writing

note: writing this becus I am currently sick with covid and want a little bit of fluff qwq I hope u all like this!! pls give ur thoughts in replies or reblogs I luv to read them :D very very quick and not well written, I just wanted to write fluff

It was his first time all alone on patrol, and Peter couldn’t get Y/N off his mind. He felt the weight of his anxiety pile down on his shoulders as each moment passed, growing lonelier by the second. Checking his phone for an update every two seconds, he tapped his foot on the side of the building he sat on. He hadn’t gotten a response in hours, and worry was filling up his mind, each thought louder than the last.

“They should’ve texted by now…” he mumbled to himself, eyes glued to his phone.

The city had been quiet for hours. Police radios kept themselves mostly quiet on Peter’s app, he hadn’t had to listen to them for a little while. There was nothing worth his time going on, a few parking tickets and teenagers getting caught shoplifting, but nothing major. Spider-Man wasn’t needed tonight, so why was he so worried?

There was probably a reasonable explanation for Y/N’s absence and he knew it, but he couldn’t help his nerves. Even though his spidey sense stayed quiet, his mind refused to shut up, shouting nearly every little thing that could be wrong. And so he sat on the side of a building with his knees pulled up to his chest, waiting patiently for a reply.

His ears perked at the sound of a notification, his hands turning on his phone as quickly as they could. It was a text from Y/N! His shoulders relaxed a little bit, relieved to finally hear back.

Y/N: sorry i couldn’t come out today pete, i’ve been super sick:( first time since the spider bite

Peter: wait, you’re sick?

Y/N: yep, fever and everything

Peter: are you okay?

Y/N: i’ll be ok! i’ve just been sleeping all day

Peter: ok, give me a few minutes and i’ll bring over some soup and stupid movies

Y/N: what

Y/N: Peter i’m sick, do not come over

Y/N: Peter.

Y/N: Peter i’m serious.

Y/N: Peter!

It was too late, Peter was already swinging through the city as Spider-Man, scouting out Y/N’s favorite food. His partner was sick and he was going to take care of him, even if it meant watching horrible movies all night. Ending up at a convenience store, he bought all of the necessities for curing sickness, including a bunch of blankets and cold medicine.

Being Spider-Man meant there were a lot of responsibilities on his back, but Peter was also just a kid. What most people forgot was that Spider-Man had a life under his mask, and sometimes Peter forgot that too. But Y/N came above New York, and on quiet nights like these there was no harm in giving himself room for “Peter Parker stuff.”

He swung off towards Y/N’s house with his armful of bags and a stupid smile under his webbed mask.

Y/N sat in bed, tissue stuffed up their nose and bags under their eyes. Burning forehead and rosy cheeks framed their sick face as they grabbed a rag, sticking it sloppily on their entire face to cool it down.

They felt guilty for being sick, somehow. Being a superhero, they were supposed to be helpful no matter how they were feeling. Although they felt unwell, if something bad happened to the city and they weren’t there, blood would be on their hands. That’s what it meant to have power, to be responsible for countless lives. They buried tensed their shoulders at the thought of it all.

Then they thought about Peter. That idiot, risking his own health for the sake of comforting Y/N. It made them laugh a little, how stupidly caring he was. He always put others above himself and Y/N admired him for it, but they also wished he would value himself sometimes.

Knock knock.

Y/N picked the rag up off of their face and looked up, watching as a superhero in red and blue spandex climbed through their window and put bags on the ground. He walked over, careful to avoid the creak of the floorboards, and sat by their bed, pulling off his mask.

“Peter, I told you not to come over.” Their voice echoed with congestion.

“You sound like shit, Y/N,” Peter said, taking his gloves off and feeling their forehead.

“Yeah, I know. I literally told you I’m sick.”

“And I’m here as your personal nurse, Dr. Peter Parker at your service.” He winked and grabbed a bag from the ground.

“You’re such an idiot,” Y/N said, rolling their eyes with a small smile.

He gasped dramatically. “How dare you call a doctor an idiot.”

“Ok, where’s your doctorate then, Mr. Parker.”

“That’s not important. You just have to trust me. Now, cherry-flavored cold medicine or grape flavored.”

“How can I argue with that logic. And grape, obviously.” They laid on their side and looked at him, a small smile illuminating their sickened face.

Peter poured Y/N a spoonful of medicine and handed it to them gently. Closing their eyes and leaning their head back, they gulped it down and gagged, regretting not picking the cherry flavor.

“That was awful.”

“Serves you right for picking grape,” Peter said, slowly moving to the bed.

“Peter.”

“What?”

“You can’t sit on the bed, I don’t want you getting sick.”

“I won’t get sick! I’m Spider-Man! I have spider-powers!”

“Yeah, so do I! And you get sick more than I do!”

“I promise I won’t,” he pleaded, moving more onto the bed with every word.

“You can’t promise not to get sick, you can’t control that.”

“But I love you and I wanna sit with you while you’re sick so I can help you.”

Y/N sneezed and sighed. They had been won over, and by a man nonetheless. “Fine. You win.”

Peter grinned victoriously and kissed the top of Y/N’s head, causing Y/N to smile begrudgingly.

“But if you get sick I’ll laugh at you, Parker.”

“Whatever you say, L/N. And that’s Dr. Parker to you.”

“Are you seriously still gonna keep that up?”

“Yes.”

“I expect nothing less from you.”

Peter chuckled, wrapping his arm around Y/N and turning on one of the god-awful movies he bought for them to watch and make fun of. Y/N felt themself sink deeper into his arm as their eyes shut, feeling comfortable for the first time today.

“Goodnight Peter,” they mumbled happily, head leaned against his side.

“Night, Y/N,” he responded and kissed the top of their head as they drifted off to sleep.

Y/N couldn’t imagine a better boyfriend than Peter Parker.

A sneeze woke Y/N up, and their eyes immediately darted to their boyfriend. “Peter Parker, what did I tell you.”

“I’m sorryyy,” he whined, face pale and cheeks red.

“I guess it’s my turn to play nurse. No more Dr. Peter Parker.”

“So now are you Dr. Y/N L/N?”

“Yep.”

“I’m okay with this.”

Y/N burst out laughing, kissing Peter’s cheek. “You are such a dumbass.”

“Yeah, yeah. I know.”

#spiderman x reader #spiderman x you #tasm!spiderman x reader #peter parker x reader #peter parker x you #the amazing spider man #spiderman #andrew garfield

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s-serendipit-y · 3 years

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never alone

request: could I get a kokichi x reader hurt/comfort imagine? like, kokichi has a bad day and ends up opening up to his s/o and then s/o totally babies him? makes him a bath, cuddles him and gets him snacks etc- really just pampers him and makes him feel all special and soft? (bonus points if there's atleast one forehead kiss involved) anyways, thank you, and I'm sorry if requests aren't open/you can't do this one qwq

characters: kokichi ouma

notes: i’m not really sure if this fits your request that much, but i really liked how this turned out and i hope you do too

cw: canon violence and language

kokichi was not well liked and he knew that. being trapped in this school for gifted juveniles with sixteen other students - that number slowly dwindling - only made it worse. everyone believed that cooperation with each other would be best to defeat the headmaster named monokuma, but kokichi knew that wouldn’t work. this was a sick game that wanted everyone to fall into despair, if everyone corporates they’ll be hit with a even bigger motive then someone will die and that fake trust they had for each other would go down even more.

yet kokichi didn’t need everyone to like him, just one person, s/o was the only person he actually trusted and despite the constant lies he told, they trusted him too. they were someone he knew he could depend on even if others wouldn’t stand behind him. he could let his facade down in front of you, he didn’t like this killing game; actually he despised it with his entire being. he doesn’t want anyone else to die, he wants to confront the mastermind.

the morning announcements had went off not long ago and the remaining students- excluding kokichi - had met in the dining hall as usual. you sat alone in the corner eating breakfast waiting for kokichi to arrive, it did worry you when he didn’t appear at the same time as everyone else, but you don’t want to imagine that someone might’ve done something over night.

“gonta has plan,” the ultimate entomologist breaks the silence gathering everyone’s attention. you look up, also interested in what he would say. “gonta will fight exisals so everyone else can escape.”

“are you crazy! they’ll kill you!” tsumugi exclaims.

“what are you guys talking about?” kokichi opens the door to the dining hall making a beeline towards where you were sitting.

“gonta wants to fight the exisals so we can all escape.” you tell him. kokichi laughs, “wow gonta you really are dumb.” everyone goes silent.

“you’ll just end up dying, but i guess that’ll make the killing game even more fun so go ahead ahead and do it!”

“kokichi-“ shuichi begins but is quickly cut off. “in fact, i plan on winning this killing game and i don’t care if i have to become a blackened to do so. only two people have to survive right? so it’s gonna be s/o and i, all of you will di-“

kokichi didn’t even get to finish before kaito punches him on his face. “you always been weird but this is a different level kokichi, you need to get your shit together.” kaito states staring that the boy.

kokichi says nothing, his hair covering his face only thing visible is the red mark that was on his cheek. he walks off in silence leaving everyone in the dining hall, “seriously how the hell do you deal with him? are you seriously okay with what he’s saying?” kaito asks you.

everyone’s eyes turned to you and you freeze, what could you say? you knew kokichi was lying but even if you tell them that his motives will still be unclear to everyone else. you stand up running out of the dining hall without saying anything, you had to know if kokichi was alright first.

it took multiple tries but kokichi finally opened his door for you, you locked it behind yourself both of you sitting on his bed.

“are you alright?” you whisper resting your fingers in his hair, he closes his eyes leaning into your touch. he shrugs, “my face seriously hurts,” he says. you smile slightly pressing a light kiss to his swollen cheek.

“i’m sorry i should’ve stepped in,” you admit, kokichi looks at you. “no you shouldn’t have, if kaito would’ve punched you i would’ve killed him.” he gives you his signature smile but it drops seconds later.

you both sit in silence for a moment before you stand up taking your hand out of his hair. “c’mere,” you murmur pulling him off the bed heading towards the bathroom.

“s/o if you wanted to see me naked you could just said so,” he teases. you roll your eyes, “not like that dummy,” you turn on the water plugging the tub so the water would fill it. “take a bath, alright? i’ll be right back.” kokichi looked confused but went along with your request. you shut the bathroom door behind you, leaving his dorm to grab his favorite snacks.

when you returned kokichi was already finished sitting on his bed, you hand him the snacks and sit next to him. “sorry that is not really a breakfast but you haven’t ate yet so…” you trail off.

kokichi says nothing and opens the snacks, “thank you s/o.” he says and you nod. the silence didn’t last for long, after building up the courage you said, “you know i care about you right? you can talk to me about anything at all.” you place your hand on his cheek so he’d look at you.

kokichi sighs, “i know s/o, and there are things i’m not telling you just so i can protect you. “ he admits.

even though there were multiple times kokichi had opened up to you, it still shocks you. he was letting he walks down one by one for you, showing how much he trusts you. “i want to protect you too y’know.”

he says nothing pushing you lightly so you were laying down, he rests he head on top of your chest. you immediately wrap your arms around him feeling him sigh into your touch.

“when we get out of here,” he says, “i want you to meet d.i.c.e”

you were guessing that was the name of his organization, he’s never really talked about it before or told anyone the name of it.

“i can’t wait to meet them, i bet they’re amazing just like you.” you say. you feel him smile against you.

“yeah they’re cool, but no one’s better than i am.” he says. there’s the kokichi you knew and love, you use your other hand to ruffle his hair. “of course not! you’re the best.”

it was silent again, you let your eyes travel across his room. evidence from past cases were everywhere, even a board with everyone’s picture on it and how trustworthy they were. you being the most trustworthy and shuichi having “trustworthy?” (or is it stay cautious, in the japanese ver. i heard it was that) scribbled under his name. everyone else was labeled suspicious or weird.

“s/o…” kokichi breaks the silence first. “please don’t die. i don’t want to be alone here.” he whispers. you look down at him rubbing your hand across his back. “i don’t want anyone to die but if you-“ he pauses.

“i’m not leaving you.” you state. “don’t die on me either, i love you kokichi.” you press a kiss you his forehead.

“i love you too s/o.”

#danganronpa imagines #danganronpa x reader #danganronpa headcanons #v3 x reader #kokichi x reader #kokichi oma x reader #kokichi ouma x reader

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alice-in-wonderart · 4 years

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I have found your blog and I love it!! Good look with it! Can you do headcanons for pregnancy and post-delivery for the juniors? (I see you write about them, and I don't know which other characters you are comfortable to write for). Thnkx~

I write for right about all characters! The Nies, the Jiangs, the Wens, the Lans, even all of the Jins (except Jin Zixun he can go be mean somewhere else) + Yi City power characters are all characters I write for ✌️ (I may have missed a few names) That aside, thank you so much for reading my stuff! I'm glad you enjoy them ❤️❤️ Aside from having 0 time management skills, running such a blog is so much fun! Here is your request about the Juniors being...well- themselves.

Ouyang Zizhen

You're what now?

OYZZ.exe stopped working.

Then he realised three fundamental truths at the exact same time. (if u get the reference, bless ✌️ )

Once the realization of the situation hit, his eyes watered and a loud, yet emotional whail escaped his lips, before engulfing you in a big hug. He was going to be a dad! You two were going to have a baby. And then realization hit him again.

Shit. He was going to be a father. A father to a baby - his baby. That was a lot of responsibility he was about to take. A lot of work, a lot of sleepless nights, a lot of time and energy. Babies are hard.

And then realization hit him a third time. He was going to have an actual family with you. And you were the mother to his child. YOUR child. He almost couldn't believe it.

Cue OYZZ becoming 70 times more affectionate and careful. You want to go outside? By all means, but let your gentle lover accompany you. Just in case, y'know. You want something sweet? By all means, what kind of sweets does the queen desire? You need new clothes because of the baby bump? By all means, what kind of silk do you want? Colour? Pattern? Style? You want to sleep? 3, 5 or 50 pillows?

OYZZ is a walking panic bomb when it comes to your pregnancy. Conveniently, he also knows how to mostly hide said panic. But you being in pain, having morning sickness and and in general feeling off is not something he signed up for. So, he will dote over you as much as humanly possible.

But then judgement day arrived. And he was out of it. He somehow never considered the fact, that you were going to one day have to give birth to that baby.

You have never seen a more distressed looking man than OYZZ when he finally got the permission to see you. His eyes were puffy, his lips were quivering and he was so pale, he could easily pass for a corpse. It seemed as if he was the one giving birth, not you.

And he immediately dropped to his knees next to your bed, gently taking your hand in his. You were alive. You were alive and argueably healthy and that was what he needed to hear.

But then! In comes the medic, holding your child in pure white blankets, gently letting you take it. And the moment his eyes landed on that baby he knew, that his heart was stolen once more.

"Congratualtions! It's a girl."

Guess who is about to become "Daddy's little princess".

Jin Ling

"Hahahahahhahha. Funny. Oh wait, you're serious?!"

PaniK

What do you mean you're pregnant? When did that happen? When did you learn? How were you sure? Wait, you were how many months in?!

Give him time. It's not, that he isn't happy. He's just panicking like crazy. Of course, once the initial mental breakdown™️ wears off, he'd come up to you and give you the most emotional hug you've ever experienced. He'd hide his face in your hair, as he mumbled into you how incredibly grateful he actually is.

Now, as the Lanling Jin Sect's leader, of course it was expected of him to have an heir, so such news travelled quickly. Immediately this became the gossip of every household and ultimately led to you receiving a metric ton of gifts from all over the place. Jin Ling would also make sure you were living the most lavish, yet healthy lifestyle possible.

The truth is, he was utterly terrified. After all, he grew up without parents, lived only with his uncle and as a result was quite hot-tempered. More than anything, he wanted to be the best dad possible. He wanted his children to grow up in a loving family, with their parents next to them, with a mother to care for them and a father to teach them. And he was afraid whether he was capable of even being a good father. But of course, you knew he was going to be the best father in the world.

Now, speaking of hot-tempered, Jin Ling honestly would throw more hissy fits than you. In fact, he'd get more mood swings than you too. In fact, even when pregnant, you're the calm one. Because if you think he's snappy and over-protective of you usually, wait 'till you see him once he learns you're pregnant. Hoo boy.

He was at work, dealing with the pressures of leading a sect when one of Lanling's servants hurriedly burst into the room, giving him the news that made his tough guy act crumble in seconds - his wife was giving birth.

At the time, he was surrounded by now Sect Leader Lan Sizhui, (idk it's a hc), Nie Huaisang and of course - his uncle, who all ushered him to go see you. Thus, he stormed out, running towards the nursery like his life depended on it.

"What do you mean I can't enter yet, my WIFE is in there." You haven't seen scary until you've seen Jin Ling, amidst an utter mental breakdown, being held down by a few nurses, trying desperately to stop him from going in.

Once they DID let him in, he'd be by your side in 0.001 seconds, only to see you holding not one, but two babies.

"A-Ling, look. They're twins. Say hello to papa, little ones." For once, Jin Ling didn't mind the tears that began falling from his eyes, as he gently held one of his two sons in his embrace. Perhaps, being a father wouldn't be that bad after all. Not with you by his side.

Lan Jingyi

*dramatic gasp*

For once the loud, wild Jingyi was left speechless, unmoving, utterly starstruck by the news. He'd never admit it, but for a while he'd been dreaming of having a family with you. So, when you told him the news, his heart skipped a beat. His dream was coming true.

And then, with the biggest smile on his face, he'd lift you up, carrying you to your now shared room, stating how you shouldn't strain yourself and how he'd take care of everything you need.

"Er-gege, I'm only 3 months in, it's barely noticeable yet, I can take care of myself."

Denial.

Lan Jingyi will be there for you at the cost of right about everything, even if it meant breaking Lan's rules, much to yours and everybody's dismay. Macho man™️ will protect his darling flower. What he wasn't ready for was how complicated pregnancy actually is.

Whenever you're more moody, he'd be quick to anger as well, so small and pointless arguments wouldn't be uncommon. But for every little argument, there is also a sleepless night where he'd cuddle you, whenever your stomach would hurt, or you'd feel uncomfortable.

Now Lan Jingyi is a cool dad. He is a cool dad before he is officially a dad. Whenever you two are alone, lying in bed, he'd lean in to rest a hand on your stomach. And he'd always give a happy yelp whenever he felt his little one move. And gosh, how much he'd talk to the baby. He'd tell your stomach stories of his great adventures, he'd joke around and believe me, he's planned every family outing for next 10 years.

Absolutely everybody thought it was going to be a boy. Ouyang Zizhen and Jin Ling even bet on it, OYZZ being ABSOLUTELY sure it would be a boy.

Giving birth was a whole new adventure. He'd wake up much too early for his liking with you frantically shaking him awake.

"The baby is coming." "Who's coming?" "The baby." "THE BABY?!"

Cue, Lan Jingyi losing his damn mind. He'd be up and running in a blink of an eye, casually scaring the medics and waking up the entire Cloud Recess in his hurry. Don't run in Cloud Recess? He's not running. He's SPRINTING. Do not shout in Cloud Recess? He's not shouting, he's SCREECHING. Do not speak out of turn? FOR GOD'S SAKE MY BABY IS COMING. And he'd be like that the entire time, until he's allowed to see you. He'll write the rules a thousand times if he has to later. He won't, Lan aren't heartless.

Seeing his healthy little baby, he was right about ready to pass out. He almost didn't hear you joking how your little girl was a loud crier and was about to be just as wild as her dad.

" Wait. It's a girl? We have a little girl!" Cue Ouyang Zizhen screaming in misery, as Jin Ling victoriously smirks his way.

Lan Jingyi on the other hand couldn't have been happier.

Lan Sizhui

QWQ

"This is the best day of my life, I can't believe we're going to have our own family!"

With a bright smile, he'd pull you in for a sweet kiss, shaking with excitement. Honestly, he'd have the best reaction out of all the Juniors. He's a family guy, who gets to witness true love everyday around his fathers, so having a child of his own with you was one of his long-term goals. He was old enough and wise enough to be absolutely ready to embark on an adventure through fatherhood.

Lan Sizhui would be so loving and gentle with you. You'd have him wrapped around your finger, he'd respond to your every beg and call. He'd minimize any work-related travelling to make sure he could be as close to you as possible.

When he wasn't there, he'd assign his cultivation partner and trusty bestie Lan Jingyi to take care of you and look after you. Did you necessarily need it? No. But you understood his worry, so you let him be.

He'd be there for you when you were feeling down, through your mood swings, morning sickness. He never complained, never fought with you, never gave you anything short of his unconditional love.

In fact, he was so SO compassionate, that he'd get pregnancy cravings WITH you. Nothing like the two of you, sitting awake at 2 am, (uncommon for him) eating chocolate-covered cucumbers and apricots.

Similarly to Lan Jingyi, everybody were already 100% sure the two of you would have a little girl. With Sizhui's sweet soft-spoken behavior and big warm heart, having a little gentle flower to spoil rotten seemed like the obvious outcome.

Lan Sizhui, on the other hand, refused to give into all of those "what ifs". Only time could tell. Besides, he'd be just as happy and proud no matter what gender the baby would be.

With his careful planning and skillful avoidance of any travelling, thankfully he was there when the due date was up. On the outside, he remained as calm as physically possible, but oh, on the inside it was a storm. Few could see through his façade, but by the trembling of his fingers, discreet chewing on the inside of his lip and eyes darting all around him, his true feelings came to light.

And when he finally got to see you, you've never seen him more unlike himself. With a worried expression and hasty movements he'd make his way to you, trembling hand reaching out to cup your face. He'd leave a gentle kiss on your forehead, before turning to the newborn in your hands.

"Sizhui. Say hi to your son."

A single tear rolled down his face, carrying the weight of all of his love in it. One look at his child and his heart was pierced by a million arrows. At that very moment he vowed, that he'd protect this child with all he's got, teach him all he knows and love him with all of his heart.

Thank you for reading~

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serfuzzypushover · 5 years

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Lizardhat for the ships thing!

Gives nose/forehead kisses: Blackhat definitely! He just just likes to give small signs of affection and small little pecks are the best thing he got!

Gets jealous the most: Blackhat. He can't bare seeing his love being close to anyone other than him! >:c

Takes care of on sick days: Blackhat again lol. He will be freaking out and asking Flug to fix her even if she just has a simple cold.

Drags the other person out into the water on beach day: Demencia! Usually Blackhat doesn't like being on the public without destroying anything but he enjoys spending time with his girlfriend uwu

Brings the other lunch at work: Demencia. She knows Blackhat doesn't need to eat but still puts in the effort to make him the most disgusting poisonous sandwich ever uwu

Tries to start role-playing in bed: Demenciag let's be honest here- Blackhat has no fuckin clue what she's doing at first and is very confused-

Embarrassingly drunk dancer: Blackhat. It doesn't need an explanation.

Firmly believes in couples costumes: Dem! She will definitely buy them Joker and Harley Queen costumes on Halloween-

Breaks the expensive gift rule during Christmas: Blackhat. He will absolutely spoil her with experience gifts he obviously stole and then shower her in kisses ❤️

Makes the other eat breakfast: Demencia. She will sometimes share her own with him uwu

Remembers anniversaries: Dem. She knows how long these two have been dating, even to the second and will be sure to remind Blackhat everyday!

Brings up having kids first: Surprisingly it's Blackhat- He may not enjoy children but knows that Demencia wants them, so before she could him he drops the bomb qwq

Kills the bugs: They both eat them

First to define them as a couple: Demencia, even before they're dating

Who hides their guilty pleasures longer: Blackhat. He sometimes just,,,, wants to cuddle,,,,,,, but he's too embarrassed to say so,,,,,,,

Snorts while laughing: Demmy uwu

#villainous #villanos #blackhat #demencia #dementia #lizardhat

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blondechocobobutt · 7 years

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With Child || Gladiolus x Reader Drabble/Headcanon

This is Gladiolus’ reaction to his S/O being pregnant during the skip.

First off I want to thank Jin for helping me plot this out! She was a big help so I dedicate this to her!! <3 Tagging: @itshaejinju @promptoargentum-is-my-husband (idk who else to tag cause like these are the only two ppl who I talk to qwq) Word Count: 1778

The door opened to the small studio apartment. Hard footsteps hit the ground before a body collapsed onto the bed with a hard groan.

Your body turned slowly and there he was Gladiolus Amicitia. The love of your life. You slowly raise your body to gaze at him as you bit your lip. "Not even a hello?" You asked. He had been gone for three weeks and he just came in and laid on the bed. The man didn't even bother to take off his muddy boots.

Gladiolus got up on his elbows and smiled slightly. He just knew that would melt your anger and annoyance. He kicked off his shoes and leaned closer to you. You tensed when he touched your face.

Damn this man. He knew what it took to quell your irritation.

After a moment your lips were pressed tightly together. He hands his hand on your face as you moved and wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him down and on top of you. A low rumble of a laugh emanated from his throat as he pulled back. "I missed you." He smiled.

You sighed with love in your voice. "I missed you too."

Gladiolus moved to brush his lips across your neck. This action caused you to shiver at his breath and his facial hair. Your neck was sensitive but that's when he breathed in your ear and put his lips behind it. That was your zone. The one area on your body that would turn you into complete and utter mush.

Your entire body shook to the core as you squirmed away from his lips and his facial hair. It felt too good.

The man above you didn't like you running from his touch. He grasped your waist and pulled you back. "Oh no, I think you deserve a reward for being such a good girl." He chuckled lowly and moved so both his knees were on either side of your hips.

This Titan was above you, his amber eyes shining through the night. Your lungs fill slowly trying to keep yourself calm as he inches his shirt up over his head. With a flick of his wrist, it was off.

Your teeth sink into your bottom lip. The tips of your fingers tracing every toned muscle on his stomach. With that, he leaned forward and took you.

He was a beast in bed. His strength not lacking at all. The soreness would be there in the morning. In the moment all you could do was let the man you so desperately love please you and pleasure you. It didn't matter if you would ache in the morning. Gladiolus was home and you wanted him to stay.

However, it wouldn't last long. As you laid in your bed with the sheets wrapped around your hips you heard a low thump. Your eyes opened and you turned over, seeing Gladiolus slipping his boots on. Your heart ached, tears threatened. Wasn't he even going to bother to wake you up? What? Did he plan on sneaking out?

That was it.

"Leaving again?" You asked venom in your voice as you sat up.

Gladiolus noted it but remained calm. "Yeah, got another hunt..."

You looked at his back as he slipped on his shirt covering the marks you made.

"Can't you just not go, stay home for awhile?" You asked softly as you sat up.

"Can't do that."

"When will you be home?"

"Dunno."

Your anger flared. "So you go out and are gone for days and I sit here thinking you are dead?"

"I won't die." He snapped back at you.

You shook your head. "I can't do this anymore Gladiolus. You are gone for days on end. You don't call. You barely come home before you are off on another hunt."

"I got a job to as the king's shield." He said as he grabbed his jacket. He didn't even look at you. You were hurt. It hurt so much. You stood.

"What king?!" You yelled. "There's no king to shield Gladiolus! He's gone! He's been gone for two years!"

Gladiolus stopped and he turned glaring.

"You are going to get yourself killed with all these hunts! Gladiolus you are being an idiot! You weren't there to protect him! There's nothing you can do about it!"

Gladiolus visibly puffed up. "Why don't you shut up?" He asked approaching you. "You weren't there. You don't know what happened." He said with a demanding tone.

You shook your head scoffing. "Is it too much to fucking ask for you to be home for awhile? Or call me?!"

You felt tears roll down your face as you looked up at him. "Do you even love me anymore?"

Gladiolus looked down at you. His face was hard as a rock. However, behind those amber eyes, he was struggling. You pursed your lips tightly. You were visibly shaking.

"Leave then." You whispered.

He blinked at you and you just waved your hand. "Get the hell out then," you said as your voice shook with unmitigated anger and resentment. He couldn't even give you an answer.

Gladiolus sighed. "I'll be back as soon as I can." He said in a gruff voice grabbing his bag. When the door closed you stared at it tears running down your face.

You shook your head trying to stay strong. "Come back all you want, I won't be here." You whispered softly and began to pack up what you could carry on your back.

---

By the time you assumed he came home your phone began to blow up with calls and texts. Each one that came in you just stared at the photo that came up. It was the two of you. Each time it came up you would stare at it till he hung up or he left a message.

He was always going off for the Lost King, but never for you. He would always be it's in for the honor of the King. Never for you or your own feelings and never stopped to see if you were okay with it. You thought relationships were two-way streets, not a sidewalk.

That's what hurt you the most. If he had just put in more time and effort. Maybe things could have been different.

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The pain stung, however it began to numb over time. Days turned to weeks, weeks to months, by the second month being away from Gladiolus your hand shook. Your eyes stared down at the positive test. It felt like your entire world stopped. It was only at the request of your doctor that you took the test just to rule it out.

You felt sick to your stomach as you began to start sobbing right there. Your hand crushed the paper in your hand. The nurse and doctor didn't know how to comfort you, aside from offering you services for adoption. You were too far along for the other method.

When you returned to your small apartment you put your hand on your stomach. "I should tell him...he needs to know." You repeated to yourself over and over until you shakily hit the call button.

It took awhile for him to pick up.

"What?" He asked into the phone.

"Gladiolus..." You breathed into the phone. It actually surprised you to hear his voice hitching. It was subtle, but it was there.

The line was silent for awhile then he parted his lips.

"Why are you calling? It's late." He said softly.

Your eyes filled with tears slowly. Hearing his voice sent chills down your spine. You could almost feel the life inside you move from his voice as if it was recognizing who you were speaking to. Tears filled your eyes and you began to cry softly.

Gladiolus spoke again, this time you could hear nothing but the concern in his voice. "Hey, is everything okay?"

"No." You sobbed softly.

"Who are you talking to?"

You didn't recognize the voice, however, it was definitely female. Your heart stopped. He, he moved on? That fast?

Gladiolus got up as he moved to the door. "Where are you? I'm on my way." He said and his voice knocked you out of tour thoughts.

You swallowed as more tears rolled down your face. "Don't bother..." You laughed but there was pain behind your voice. "I, I was stupid for calling..its nothing." You whispered your hand on your stomach.

Gladiolus growled into the phone. "Shut up, where the hell are you? Tell me now damn it!"

You jumped at the sound of his anger and worry. It almost sounded like he was choking back tears. It surprised you.

As your tears ran down your face, you let out a breath. "Old Lestallum."

"Do not leave."

He hung up and you stood there dumbfounded as you looked at your phone. He was coming.

After only a few hours you heard a truck pull up in the old Kenny's parking lot. There he jumped out and looked around for you.

Hesitantly you took a step out and he caught you in his sight. That's when he made a direct line to you. Fear entered your heart. What was he planning on doing? That's when he stopped in front of you and fell to his knee taking your hand tightly.

"I'm sorry ___."

"What?" You asked blinking.

"I'm sorry." He said looking up at you. "I shouldn't have treated you like that...I should have made more time for you."

You looked down at him as you raised your guard again. "Who was the woman you were with?"

Gladiolus looked up at you and took a breath. "Holly? She's the one in charge of the power plant. I was helping her get rid of some daemons."

He shook his head. "___" He spoke softly. "I'm sorry for everything..."

You swallowed and felt so sheepish. "I...Gladiolus...I'm pregnant."

His eyes widened and he shook his head. "What?"

"I'm pregnant."

Gladiolus blinked. He couldn't believe the words you spoke. "Really?" A huge smile entered his face. He shook his head laughing. "Well, now I definitely cannot allow you out of my sight." Gladiolus then got to his feet. "___, I love you. I lost you once...I'm not about to again."

Tears filled your eyes as you held him tightly and sobbed into his chest. "I love you too." Thats when he looked at you. “You know...if Noctis-” You cut him off by putting your finger to his lips. “I know, but thats why...we need to make the time we have now last.” Gladiolus chuckled and he held you close.

#gladiolus amicitia #gladiolus #gladiolus x reader #feels dude #ngl #I cried a bit #hope you enjoy

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Ryoma Hoshi x reader comfort one-shot

Aye so this is my first shot at a x reader fic and im super nervous lololol. The mods are thinking about also doing x reader asks when we open the ask box as well? But of course then we would probably be up in our heads with asks so we’re still debating that heh. Anyways, Here’s a Hoshi x reader fic because my fam Levia was feeling the need for one to exist, and all the other popular v3 boys get too much spotlight I find….Anyways please tell me how you like this qwq.

Dt levia <3

Hoshi finds out that he isn’t the only one who feels depressed and anxious.

Mentions Suicide under the cut.

Enjoy~

The room was dark, darkness enveloping darkness that blocked out the sun. You were sitting among the dark , wishing it could swallow you entirely. Eat you up, erase your traces and leave nothing behind. Your life had been a wallowing hole of self pity, anxiety and depression. Every day was a constant cycle of trying to be happy, failing and going to bed feeling sick. You had cried so many times that it has gotten to the point where you were incapable of crying, your mind screaming in agony as your body wouldn’t do what you oh so desired until eventually it would overflow with emotions and you would have a mental breakdown. It was a miracle that you could even get up every day. The only person who seemed to make your suffering better, the one who you were even living for at this point was him, Hoshi Ryoma. He had been like a lifeboat for you. Being a person who knew about the struggles of life made you happy to cling and come to him when things got bad. The only problem being that your low self esteem made you feel horrible things.

You’re a burden.

Leave him alone, god.

Why can’t you even go a day without him?

Pathetic.

Weak.

You don’t deserve him,

Each word you spoke had to be debated; if it had a chance of even sounding weird you would just keep it to yourself. As you can tell, not talking a lot and keeping your emotions kept in wasn’t good. It all built up and up and up….And now you’re crying.

You wait in the darkness, for death or for salvation.

Ryoma Hoshi comes home to silence, which doesn’t surprise him. He Knows you’re a quiet person. You would usually be doing quiet things, rarely would you be doing something noisy.

He walks through the hallway, announcing his presence while removing his coat. When he gets no answer he is quirked. He calls out again, when he gets no answer he looks through the rooms. Kitchen-nope, living room-nope. It’s dark, the whole house being dim and cold, making him even more worried. The only thing illuminating the walls and floors is the dying rays of light from the sun that’s long set. Eventually he gets to your room. He hears nothing. He knocks lightly, hearing a slight shuffling. He calls your name again.

Silence .

Hoshi opens the door and the dam breaks.

You’re laying on the floor, curled up in the corner and shaking and gasping with each breath. Items are strewn across the floor, the dresser is tipped with chunks of debris lying next to it . He’s by your side in an instant, crouching down by your side and asking what happened. You curl yourself tighter into your ball, whimpering and sobbing harder. Hoshi takes a moment to think, assessing the situation, letting the gears turn in his brain.

Thinking about how he was like this in the past.

He rubs his temple, shaking that thought out before it all comes back to him. He knows what he needs to do.

“Hey , y/n. Can you remove your arms for a second, please?”

Your breathing is frantic, but after a moment or two you comply.

His heart pulls as he sees your face, eyes red and dry from you rubbing them, nose red and dripping with mucus, lips cracked and trembling. Your throat is probably dry and he can tell you have a headache.

“Hey, that was good.” His voice is quiet, like you’re a porcelain doll that’s ready to break. “Here, let’s move somewhere comfier ok?”

You give a meek nod, sniffling and pulling yourself up, he helps you and seats you down on the bed. He can tell by your face that if he doesn’t do something in that second you’ll end up breaking down again.

“Here,” He grabs one of your blankets and wraps it around you. “Do you want pillows?”

Another nod, he shifts his weight, grasping the fabric in his hands and positioning multiple pillows on top of another. The second he finishes you flop down in a gasp, tears starting to spring up again. He gives a reassuring coo as he gently strokes your hair and removing stray strands from your agitated face. He slips beside you in the bed, letting you lean on him. He can feel how stiff you are, even through the blankets. He wraps his hands around the blankets and yourself, tossing the cap of his hat off. It flings across the room and lands in the pile of strewn items. He can clean that up later, right now you’re his concern.

“Talk to me y/n, what’s the matter?”

He can feel you tense giving a muffled. “I’ve been thinking about killing myself.”

Now it’s his turn to stiffen. He knows how you feel about yourself but…. Suicide? You really….hate your life that much?

It’s because of you. A voice in his head says, he pushes it away and focuses on getting you back.

“You…you’re really that sad?” He can feel you curl and shift and his words.

“I-I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m this broken, I’m sorry you have to take care of me, I’m sorry that you don’t have someone happier- ”

You take a choked breath, steadying your tears. He hushes softly in your ear, rubbing your arms up and down, over and over until you calm down.

“I’m really sorry Hoshi. I’m really trying I am. I can’t see that spark, I can’t find it no matter how hard I try and I just. Can’t.” Your voice is strained and cracks at points.

He lays you down, flipping himself and you so that his face is parallel with yours. He stares into your eyes, watching as the dim light reflects and absorbs in your teary eyes. It makes his breath hitch as he stares at the glossy canvas.

Beautiful

Without a second thought, he presses his lips onto yours, savoring the taste and every texture. He knows he’s caught you off guard but it feels so good to him.

When he pulls away, both of you are panting slightly, he can feel the heat from his cheeks rising and he quietly thanks that you and him can barely see anything.

“I’m sorry, I had too.” As he goes to move off, you pull him back on top of you. Bringing your face closer, letting your breath and his mingle and twist together.

“Please.” And then you embrace him. The blanket being thrown off and your arms wrapped around him.

He should tell you that you’ll be ok, he’ll be here for you and give you motivation to go on. And then you two will spend the night cuddling and then when he wakes he’ll make and extra effort to make you happy.

But then he kisses you again and the plan goes out the window.

He and you remain like that, connected as you run your hands everywhere you can. His hands dragging across your face and in your hair, breathing heavily as you both still tenderly kiss. He doesn’t make it rough, he goes slowly as you match his pace, you two have all the time you need.

When you separate, he embraces you tightly.

“I am utterly in love with you, you know that. Nothing you can say or do can change that, no one can, no god can change that.” He pulls you away and cups your face, running a thumb over your cheekbone as his other hand is still wrapped around you. “I hurts you. I know. I’ve gone through the same…. No one said it would be easy y/n. But I love you…god I love you…It hurts me to see you like this. I swear I’ll do whatever I can to make you the happiest person. Everything and everything. You want the moon? I’ll get the sun while I’m at it.”

He places a hand on your forehead, swiping away stray strands of hair.

“You are so beautiful,” He gasps, as if he can’t get over that he’s in reality. “I’m going to tell you that forever, every day, every minute, and every second. You are stunning to me. The world doesn’t deserve you. It treats you as a punching bag and leaves you out in the rain to freeze.”

His pulls his face closer, letting you see the tears in his eyes as his voice finally cracks and he lets his emotions free:

“But if that’s the case then I’ll be your umbrella.”

And then you cry.

And he cries.

You two embrace, and kiss and hug and pull at each others clothing. Whisking the world away and letting the heat grow in the darkness and the tears flow and heads become light. He never lets go of you, he whispers compliments and comfort words as his fingers drag over your body. You two stay like that. For how long, neither of you are sure… But by the time things stop you can barely breath and you feel like your entire head is made of cotton. He must feel the same, because he grabs you both water, sipping it and sitting in silence.

You’re exhausted. He’s exhausted. No words are exchanged as you both crawl under the covers and relax.

And you feel so warm, whether it was from Hoshi or if it was from the non-stop crying you don’t care. He hums in your ear, wrapping a protective arm around you. You feel a bubbling feeling inside of you as you curl into him, wishing him goodnight.

You remember him planting one last kiss on your cheek, and then your mind drifts into one of the most peaceful slumbers

#long post heh #i just vented through this entire thing hahh #thats how mod saihara gets most asks done #this didn't take me that long?#oh wait nvr mind i've been working for 4 hours straight heeh #time flies when im writing oops #i still feel like its 9 but it's 11?#ryoma hoshi #hoshi ryouma #new danganronpa v3 #ndrv3 #danganronpa x reader #ryoma hoshi x reader #comfort #drv3 imagine #ndrv3 imagines

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