#he looks like rey talks like rey steals like rey but he's the heart or maybe he's not but no one knows for sure and certainly not dismas
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SKZ have a crush on you
you can come up with the ending yourself...whether the reader will be with the member or not is up to you!
light angst, a little fluff, uncertain relationship
Bang Chan
oh...this man talks about his feelings openly and without fear.
He literally phrases: "I'll steal and fuck your girlfriend while you're not looking."
He has a huge amount of female and male attention, but...
But it doesn't work out that way with you...
You were out of his reach.
You were too beautiful, too sweet, too good...he wasn't like that.
Chris is the one who will call you his muse and write romantic songs for you, some of which have been published.
His love is manifested in acts of care, he is always there, he is more tactile with you than with others.
He will give you whatever you want, just ask.
Chan has 8 members so he is like a dad...he protects and cares for them
And he also wants to take care of you.
He wants to love you openly.
But you didn’t notice his feelings.
Although...you loved Chris. Literally loved to the moon and back.
For some reason, it seemed to you that Chris only saw you as a friend or family member, just like his Members.
Yeah...close friends....
He will say exactly the same phrase to you:
"You came..."–"You called"
It seems you are both fools.
Maybe he's too soft with you? Maybe he needs to leave?
He won't be able to give up on you.
I will kill myself, I will destroy my soul, but I will be with you.
But i'll wait for you
I love you to the moon and back
기다려 여기 me and max
서운해해도 don't be mad
너한텐 할 수 없는 game (Bloo-But i'll wait for you)
Lee Know
How could Minho let this happen?
Lee Minho was head over heels in love with you.
No one has seen his loving eyes, no one has ever felt his gentle touch.
How did he allow himself to fall in love with you?
This is a completely crazy idea, he didn’t love to love.
But you turn his world upside down, he is literally lost in you.
You clearly feel like Minho hates you.
Minho is like cold winter, he is like snowy weather, he looks like frosty weather.
And you were in summer, you're complete opposites.
But even after the coldest winter, love comes.
He calls you the most beautiful adjectives, it’s like he’s trying to silently scream about his feelings.
He speaks directly and harshly, he loves the truth straight forward.
"And you will be obsessed with me, I will be everywhere: I will be in your favorite songs, I will be between the lines of books, I will be in every passerby... I am your addiction"
Lee Minho couldn't fall in love, but he wanted to love.
All the pretty stars shine for you, my love
Am I the girl that you dream of? (Lana Del Rey–Pretty when you cry)
Seo Changbin
He loved and hated you at the same time.
Oh.. Seo Changbin can hate?
Yes, he did it with you. He loved you so much that he hated you for it.
You were everywhere, you were ingrained in his existence and mind.
He was very sweet and friendly and loved people.
It didn’t work out that way with you, it was as if he deliberately didn’t want to have much contact with you.
He loved you silently, probably without asking for anything in return.
Before he even notices, he begins to pay attention to you... be it small acts of attention or dialogues with you.
"You can take Changbin out of first love, but not first love out of Changbin."
Again, it was like you were different, you weren’t like anyone else. He noticed you immediately when he met you.
He seems upset that you will never be his.
Oh...the boy is gloomy. The boy looks like a thunderstorm.
Conquer your lonely heart, get used to the emptiness.
When you ran your fingers over your lips
I bought it from glossy magazines
Everything you asked for and even what you didn’t ask for
How can you be so terribly beautiful? (Rocky-WITCH)
Hwang Hyunjin
Oh yes, you and Hyunjin have been friends since childhood.
It even got to the point that you are idols in the same agency. No wonder Hyunjin adores you, he's obsessed.
Fans loved your interactions, they were sure there was something between you and Hyunjin.
Hyunjin wants to get into your soul, he wants to take your heart into his cold hands.
You were the forbidden fruit, and forbidden fruit is always sweet.
It’s as if you’re chasing him, you’re everywhere, he feels you everywhere.
But you're just his friend, his sweet best friend.
It was normal for you to peck Hyunjin on the lips, naturally in private or during greetings (while no one was looking). Hyunjin feels addicted.
You are worse than drugs, you cause an addictive effect. You are his absolute delight.
The boy will paint your portraits, he will exalt you like a goddess.
So why do you only see him as a friend?
Hwang Hyunjin doesn't deserve to be your friend, he wants to be your boyfriend.
The boy loves to hurt himself, he loves hardcore. He loves pain and whines a lot.
He just replaces you with pain, it helps.
Touch me, yeah
I want you to touch me there
Make me feel like I am breathing
Feel like I am human (The neighbourhood–A little death)
Han Jisung
You never paid attention to Jisung.
But Jisung was so loud and cheerful that he started to annoy you.
Jisung did this on purpose, he liked you.
The boy will notice you immediately, you immediately fell into his soul. So cold and inaccessible.
He wants to melt the ice on your heart, he wants to become your sun.
Every day he fell more in love with you, the cold intensifying his desire.
“Your love is addictive” – your words
He is very kind and cheerful with you, he is so easy to talk to.
He won't give up to get you. Even when you send him the rudest obscenities
I'm your boy.
He will sing to you, and you will ask him to shut up. You secretly love it, his voice is so beautiful.
But you should hate Han Jisung because it's the right thing to do.
You would get closer to him, but...
No.
"Is it fashionable to jerk off to him?"
"hit of the season"
Lee Felix
It was impossible not to fall in love with Felix.
everyone loves Felix!
And he loves you.
This sunny boy literally drowned in his love for you, it completely absorbed him and did not allow other feelings to pass through.
But you don't seem to notice him.
Felix dreamed about you, you are in his thoughts. The first thought in the morning, a relieving thought when he is busy and the last thought before going to bed.
He's trying to get as close to you as possible
He will become your best friend.
Felix is too good, he is an angel in a human body.
The world is not worthy of Felix, so why did he love you?
Every day, like a painful melody, this unrequited love sounded in his heart. He experienced all emotions - from boundless happiness to deep sadness - alone
He couldn't imagine life without you
If you leave, there will be no point in living.
He writes you poems, he gives you the most expensive gifts, he just wants you to love him. Love him at least a little.
Perhaps his efforts will remain irretrievably lost in time. But one thing is certain: he will continue to love you, deeply and truly, even if he never hears your answer.
Come on scratch my back
So as to reach the heart
Both you and I want this (ЩЕНКИ–dirt)
Kim Seungmin
It's like he's afraid to get close to you.
On the contrary, he moves away. Every day it gets stronger, he loves you so much and doesn’t want to see you so much.
Seungmin took this step not because of a lack of love; in fact, on the contrary, he was struck by this love.
In every breath you took, every word you said, he found the perfect embodiment of his dreams. You were his sun, his muse, his everything.
But he knew he couldn't be with you. He saw how disappointed you were in your past love, how your trust and heart were damaged. He couldn't afford to repeat the same mistake. He couldn't risk their relationship knowing that the end could only be pain and disappointment.
It hurts so much to give up on someone you love.
He deserved happiness, he deserved love, but he couldn't have it with you.
He didn't want to ruin your life or be the source of your pain.
He will go away and it will be easier for everyone.
He will disappear from your life as suddenly as he appeared.
He will never forget you, he will never stop loving you. But he knows that sometimes the best decision is to let go of the one you love. This is exactly what he did because to him, your happiness was much more important than his own.
He looks at the dawn and remembers you.
Your nose is covered in cocaine, you can barely stand
I am the secret that you cannot hide
I think about you too much (Pharaoh-unplugged 2)
Yang Jeongin
You are his first love.
He sees a future with you, he sees stars in you.
It was the first time he felt such strong feelings for someone.
Oh, he is just learning about love, but it can hurt or beat sometimes. Love can completely break the psyche.
But he doesn't care as long as you exist.
Jeongin will turn to the Hyuns for advice. how to get your attention and make you fall in love.
He will be so romantic...he will be so gentle with you.
He is afraid to do something wrong so as not to scare you away
He will be a gentleman and will wait for the moment until you fall in love, he will do everything for this!
He will wait for you all his life if necessary, but I am sure that you will fall in love faster.
“He replaced my home, love and friends. He is my everything.”
Jeongin is like warm weather, everyone is waiting for him and wants him.
Feeling so lonely, 'cause it's not enough
Missin' you only ever since we fell in love (Ciggarets after sex–Touch)
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brothers best friend w matt pls 🙏🏼🙏🏼
bfb!matt, who couldn't be more grateful for nick befriending you.
bfb!matt, who was a little too willing to drive nick to your house!
bfb!matt, who would always find himself getting caught up in the girls' company (madison, madi, and you) cause of how calming it was compared to the boys.
bfb!matt, who would never let down an opportunity of coming to your house. you forgot your makeup bag? he's bringing it! you forgot your favorite top? he's bringing it! he loved coming to your house. in contrast to his, yours was so homey, always smelled of candles and just so girly!
bfb!matt, who would talk his brothers' ears off about you.
bfb!matt, who was so quiet and shy, it did things to you.
bfb!matt, who would watch you do your lip combo in his passenger seat, mesmerized by your movements. every time you'd finish, you'd rub your lips together and ask him if it looks good. only if you knew what that did to him.
bfb!matt, who shared a music taste with you. you'd bond over mac miller, frank ocean and many more. you'd try to put him on lana del rey too, but that was where he drew the line. that's fine, though, cause he'd still listen for you.
bfb!matt, who would give you his clothes to sleep in. he loved that when you returned them they smelled like you. truth was he wishes he could never wash them again.
bfb!matt, who loved smoking with you. he'd roll a blunt while you picked out music to play in the background. truth was, you got a little too bold and a bit touchy with him when you smoked, but he wasn't one to complain. he'd always welcome it... especially with the way you looked over to him with droppy eyes, your skin shining from the lack of AC in his room, your hair a mess and repping one of his baggy hoodies.
bfb!matt, whose heart fell to his ass when you suddenly leaned in. to his disappointment, you just grabbed his cap and put it on backward, just like he had worn it previously. "do i look good, matthew?" you said as you took your phone at to look at yourself in the camera, "you know you always look good, y/n." he said with a sigh. "oh, is that so?" you said, and all he did has hum ,all the confidence he had suddenly dissappearing. on the other hand, your confidence was on the roof right now, the combination of him thinking you looked good and the drugs you couldn't help but smash your lips against his, you both getting lost in it, grabbing each other wherever you can.
bfb!matt, who would steal a kiss in every function you guys would find yourselves in. sneaking around was so fun. pretending like this should be a huge secret. often times, he'd find himself complaining about your sticky lip gloss, or even worse, or lip plumper that he was sooo dramatically explaining it would burn his lips off. either way you couldn't help but laugh at him cause you knew he'd keep kissing you.
i'm trying to get every request i can !!!
#matt sturniolo#matthew sturniolo#matt sturniolo x reader#matt sturniolo x you#chris sturniolo x reader#chris sturniolo#christopher sturniolo#sturniolo triplets#nick sturniolo#nicolas sturniolo
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“I did it to protect you, too, you know.” Rei says offhandedly one night as they stand over the couch, looking at Miri who has fallen asleep on top of a pile of blankets instead of under it, her hair a mess on the pillow below it. “Not just Miri.”
Kazuki looks over at him. “What?”
Rei gestures vaguely to his right arm, the one that hangs weak at his side most days, the one that still hurts him, phantom pains that have him wincing before he even realizes it. Kazuki often wonders if it’s a physical pain, or the pain of a memory lodged into his arm, locking his shoulder in place.
“I would’ve done it, even if Miri wasn’t around.” He says after the pause stretched on.
“You wouldn’t have had to do it without Miri.” Kazuki points out, turning his gaze back to their daughter as she shifts in her sleep.
He can feel Rei’s gaze on the side of his face. “It always would’ve come to this.” He says matter-of-factly, his voice quiet. Kazuki can feel the moment he shifts his gaze away. “It just would’ve taken longer without Miri. But my father didn’t want me to have any sentimentalities, any attachments. And Miri wasn’t my first attachment, you were.”
It’s a quiet confession, whispered in the middle of their messy family room, the moon hanging high in the sky. It’s a quiet confession, but it sneaks between Kazuki’s ribs, steals the breath from his lungs. He can’t stop his gaze from seeking Rei’s face in response to the words, can’t stop his heart from reaching out.
In the depths of the night, the quietness that fills the apartment when both Rei and Miri are asleep, Kazuki wonders if they could ever cross that last line to become a complete family in the eyes of society. Because Rei— Rei is Kazuki’s first attachment, too. And for a long time, he had been Kazuki’s strongest. But they had Miri now, and Kazuki knew that they would both put everything on the line for Miri, unfailingly and without hesitation. But he also knew that they would put everything on the line for each other, too. Because they love Miri, but they love each other, too, in a different way. A way that Kazuki has been trying not to acknowledge for some time now.
Kazuki opens his mouth to say something but no words come out.
Rei turns to meet his gaze and his expression is completely unguarded. It’s something Kazuki has never seen before and he feels his pulse in his throat as he looks at Rei. It’s not that Rei had ever been trying to keep Kazuki out, it had always been that Rei was trying to keep both of them out, trying to lock his history somewhere that neither of them had to look at it or acknowledge it. He didn’t want to remember it any more than he wanted Kazuki to learn about it. So seeing a vulnerable tilt to his lips, hearing the undertone of honesty in his words makes Kazuki feel like he needs to sit down.
“I didn’t—“ Rei starts, stops, shakes his head. He ruffles his hair and Kazuki notices that it’s getting long again. “I didn’t have anything. Before you. And everything that I have now that’s—“ Rei swallows and looks away. “Because of you.”
“So you’re saying you would’ve shot your arm for me?” Kazuki asks, breathless even to his own ears. “Would’ve told your father to shove it and never talk to you again?”
“Probably not in those exact words.” Rei huffs out a quiet laugh and it’s a sound Kazuki is still getting used to hearing— a sound he wants to treasure for the rest of his life. “But yeah.”
Kazuki feels like he can’t breathe, knows that he’s completely powerless to look away from Rei in this moment. There’s a series of emotions squeezing his lungs, his heart. He tries to lighten the mood. “Careful, man. That’s pretty romantic. Someone else might take that as a love confession.”
Rei shrugs, but his face is a little redder than before. “No more of a love confession than raising a daughter together.”
And, okay, but—
Kazuki’s brain screeches to a halt. Is that what’s going on here? He can’t deny that he likes when the other daycare moms talk about Rei and Kazuki gets to remind them that Rei is his, thank you very much. He likes being the husband of a totally legit, not at all fraudulent oil Baron. He likes the pictures they have taped to their fridge, finding Rei curled up around Miri as they both fell asleep.
And there was that one time—
“Wait.” Kazuki shakes his head to try and get his scrambled thoughts into some sort of order. “Wait, wait—“
Rei’s lips are tilted into a wry smile as he slides his hands into his pockets. “Waiting.”
“Are you saying—?” Kazuki turns to face him earnestly, reaching out to grab Rei gently by the shoulders to somehow connect them without hurting Rei. “This better not be a damn joke.”
“I just told you I’d have given up my entire life and future for you— just you.” Rei allows himself to be turned as Kazuki applies gentle pressure to his shoulders. “Do you need me to spell it out any more for you?”
“No,” Kazuki says as he tugs Rei forward, barely managing to mumble “I’m the brains of the operation, after all” before he’s kissing Rei.
There are a lot of things that Kazuki had always imagined for his life— a partner, a child, the mundane happiness of a messy house and a busy schedule. He had always wanted those things. And while this isn’t how he had ever imagined getting them, he wouldn’t trade them for anything.
He wanted to come home to Rei and his video games, Miri and her sticky cheeks. He wanted to watch Rei help Miri with homework, looking to Kazuki for help when he didn’t know how to do something. He wanted to argue over who did laundry and who’s day it was to cook dinner, listening to Miri chime in on who’s cooking she wanted that day. He wanted to fall asleep to Rei in bed beside him, finally feeling safe enough to stop sleeping in the bath tub, and waking up to Miri wedging her way into bed with them.
And he definitely wanted more of this— of Rei reaching for him, kissing him back, holding him gently. He wanted to see more of the inner workings of Rei’s heart and mind, wanted to help him heal the scars of his past.
This was not the life Kazuki had ever pictured, but he loved this life with every inch of his soul, every shadow in his heart. This was everything to him.
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Little Brother
-> Touya Todoroki (Dabi) x Reader (they/them pronouns used)
characters: Touya Todoroki (Dabi), Shoto Todoroki
genre: fluff
summary: touya introduces you to his family and the youngest todoroki grows attached to you
warnings: established relationship (between dabi and the reader), mentions of past trauma, this is set on a alternative setting where quirks aren't a thing and the todorokis are trying to be a better family
I do have more ideas for different parts so let me know if you're interested in this becoming a series of dabi fluff feat his family (in particular shoto)
When you first started dating Touya, meeting his family was the scariest thing you could think of. Touya was honest when he told you he and his family had a rough start but were trying to get on good terms again. He always seemed happy when he was talking about his siblings, telling you silly stories about their childhood or how the weekly phone call with them went.
After a few months of dating, Touya decided to ask you to visit his family for the weekend. You could have lied and said you had exams or even been honest and tell him you weren't sure but the way Touya’s eyes sparkled in hope made you unable to deny his request. His mom seemed sweet and from what Touya told you, she already loved you; his dad you weren't so sure but your boyfriend assured you that he wouldn't be mean or anything; you were almost sure you would get along with Fuyumi; Natsuo was too much like Touya so if you managed to get along with your boyfriend, you are sure you will be able to get along with Natsuo; Shoto, however, was the person who scared you the most. He was only twelve and you know how hard teenage boys can be to deal with. Touya guaranteed that Shoto would like you, that he doesn't even talk much but that made you more nervous. How were you supposed to bond with a twelve year old boy that doesn't speak? More than anything, you wanted Touya’s family’s approval and that meant every single one of them.
The days prior to the big meeting, you kept annoying Touya with multiple questions about Shoto, trying to get an idea of what you could say to start a conversation. Your boyfriend wasn't very useful on the matter, simply brushing you off with “you’ll be ok, stop worrying your pretty head.” You hated him (but not really). So you ignore the urge to choke Touya to death and mentally prepare yourself. If everything goes wrong, you will have to lock yourself in his room until it's time to leave.
Your university isn't that far away from Touya’s house so, as he drives, you start to think that maybe you should have stayed home. It might be too soon to meet his family, you haven't been dating for long. Touya’s hand squeezes your thigh as a sign of reassurance. You try to focus on the music for the rest of the ride. Your heart starts beating faster when Touya parks in front of a house. You leave the car without thinking, set on getting this over with as fast as possible. Your boyfriend goes to the trunk to get both of your small bags for the weekend and starts walking in front of you. He knocks on the door and your breath gets caught in your throat. A boy that looks too much like Touya without his piercings opens the door and instantly hugs your boyfriend. Touya ruffles his hair and steps to the side. “This is my partner.” he introduces, then says your name. Natsuo bows slightly and tells you to get in, expressing how happy he is to meet you. There's a faint smell of food coming from the kitchen and two women that look so much alike come out to say hi. You bow at them but Rei has a warm smile as she hugs you, communicating how much Touya has talked about you, making your tough looking boyfriend blush slightly as he tries to hide his face on his sister’s hair. Fuyumi hugs you next, asking you to drop the formalities as they already consider you family.
“You're trying to steal my partner already and we just arrived.” Touya says in a playful tone.
Rei pats his cheek before pulling him for a hug, squeezing him a bit and saying she missed him. You hear the sweetness in Touya’s voice as he murmurs “I missed you too.”
Fuyumi lets everyone know that dinner is almost ready and that their father will be home soon. From what she said, Shoto was in his room doing homework but she thinks it's an excuse to hide for a little longer since he seemed nervous to meet his big brother’s partner. Your heart warms a bit to the thought that you weren't the only one nervous about this meetup.
You follow Touya to his room to place your bag and take a moment to look around.
“Your room is so… empty.”
“Never really decorated it. Plus, most of my stuff I took with me to the dorm.” you hum in acknowledgment. “I told you they would like you.”
“I still haven't met your dad or your younger brother.”
“I don't give a fuck about what my dad thinks and Shoto will like you.” Touya hugs your waist from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder. “It’s hard to believe but he's a lot like me. And you managed to make me fall in love with you so I think it will be fine.” you sigh, turning on his embrace to hug him back. “I love you, don't worry too much.”
You whisper that you love him back and hug him a bit tighter. Touya always managed to feel like home and you felt comfortable in his arms.
A soft knock on the door catches your attention and Touya lets you go to open it. A boy with two colored hair stares at the both of you. “Mom said dinner’s ready.”. Touya looks back at you and you bow slightly to the boy, introducing yourself. Shoto simply turns around and leaves the room. Touya is quick to follow him and hooking his arm around Shoto’s neck, ruffling his hair violently while arguing with him to have manners. While you were a bit sad about the way the youngest Todoroki reacted, you didn't blame him and you laughed at your twenty years old boyfriend acting like a baby as they both got scolded by Rei.
Todoroki Enji was already in the living room. He was definitely the scariest person in the room right now. Tall and broad with a dark aura. He was hard to ignore, towering over anyone and everyone. You got goosebumps with the way he glared at you and you were quick to bow respectfully as you introduced yourself yet again. Touya doesn't say much more than a simple “Hey dad.” before Fuyumi is urging everyone to sit down at the table. His dad definitely had an undertone that made the room feel more tense, quieter, the complete opposite of Rei’s calmer, sweeter spirit.
You were already expecting some questions but you didn't think Touya’s dad would be the one to ask you most of them, giving small hums every time you replied. You didn't know if he was judging you or not, the man kept a straight face all the time and his eyes were impossible to read. His voice was audibly softer when he talked to Touya and you wondered if that was his way of trying to be better to his son. Fuyumi is the one telling you a bit more about the family, talking about how she wants to be a teacher and Natsuo is about to start high school. Then she proudly spoke about how smart Shoto is in school, always getting good grades. Apparently, Shoto was the smartest among the siblings, Fuyumi said, which made Touya hold back his pout as he argued that he was doing pretty well in university. “I bet Shoto couldn't get better grades than me!” “He’s only twelve Touya!”.
The dynamic of the family seemed a lot better than how it was during Touya’s childhood but you notice that Shoto doesn't take his eyes away from the food as the conversation keeps going.
“What's your favorite subject?” you ask him, quietly so the attention doesn't go back to him.
“I don't know.” Shoto simply says before asking to leave the table, then getting up to put his dishes inside the washing machine.
Your brows furrow as you watch the boy leave the room. You decide not to bother the young boy for the rest of the night, focusing on helping Rei clean everything before settling down on the couch next to your boyfriend. Touya’s dad announced that he was going to his room and his mom followed soon after, telling her younger kids that they need to go to their beds soon, getting protests from Natsuo. The four of you decide on a movie and you cuddle your boyfriend’s warm body, drifting between being awake and asleep merely twenty minutes into the movie. Fuyumi is the next one to leave the living room, admitting that she's already tired. She ends up dragging Natsuo since he was almost asleep on the couch, leaving you and Dabi alone in the living room.
Dabi plays with your hair as he murmurs in a soft voice “Are you feeling better? Calmer?”. You nod, cuddling closer to him as you take a deep breath, feeling his scent bring you comfort. “I’m sorry Shoto was a bit rude.”
“It's alright. I understand.” you murmur sleepily. “I’m not mad at him or anything, it's not my place. I believe we’ll have more opportunities to talk.”
“Yeah, I’m not letting you go so you'll definitely have more opportunities to talk to him.” he chuckles, pulling you closer. Let's go to bed, baby.” You let yourself get dragged to the room by your boyfriend. Like he usually does, Dabi helps you take off your clothes and change before softly wiping off your makeup while your eyes fight to stay open. He will then change his own clothes quickly to snuggle you in bed. Dabi always makes himself appear scary and people usually say he's intimidating but you have to disagree because, as Dabi hugs your waist and hides his face on your chest, he always looks like a cuddle away from actually purring. Dabi argues that he will have nightmares if he's not being held by you so you spend most nights with him clinging onto you while you play with his hair until he falls asleep. It's only fair that he asks for that now that he's back in his childhood home.
When you wake up on the next day, Saturday, your boyfriend is shaking you awake because his brother already came calling him for breakfast. Breakfast is a lot quieter than last night's dinner. You help Rei clean everything, not missing Shoto asking Touya if he wanted to play a video game with him. Fuyumi is sitting on the floor, books scattered all over the coffee table and Natsuo is almost falling asleep on the couch. Shoto and Touya are sitting side by side, each holding a controller while they choose a character in Mario Kart. Rei announces that she's going to the supermarket, kissing all of her children’s forehead before leaving. Touya pats the place next to him when he sees you and you quickly sit down, striking a conversation with Fuyumi about what she is studying.
“You're shit at this game.” the youngest Todoroki murmurs. Touya gasps dramatically, a hand going on his chest as he looks at his brother. “Shoto! Language!” his brother simply rolls his eyes, snatching the controller away from him.
“Do you want to play with me?” It takes you a few seconds to realize Shoto is talking to you, his arm stretched in your direction. You can't control your smile as you reach for the controller, ignoring the smirk Touya sends your away. Shoto doesn't talk much unless he's replying to a jab his brother sends him. “You're a lot better than Tou.” Touya, like the drama queen he is, immediately jumps to try to tickle his brother, putting his head on a headlock. You're left to pull your boyfriend back, warning him about how Shoto is getting redder by the second because of the uncontrollable laughter. Shoto cleans the tears in his eyes while you're holding your boyfriend in your arms to stop him from jumping back to tickling his brother. With his back turned to you, you make a signal with your head, hoping Shoto understands the message. He's still laughing when he starts tickling Touya and you do your best to keep him in place as he starts screaming apologies.
You smile as you watch the two brothers catching their breaths side to side and you understand why Touya said his younger brother was a lot like him. As they sit next to each other, you can see the similarities in their expressions. Touya scares you by dropping his head on your shoulder, still breathing heavily. “Are you sure you're 20?” you ask, not able to stop your giggles. “Keep laughing and you're next.”
“I won't let you.” Shoto’s voice surprises you. “They're cooler than you so I can't let you attack them.”
After that day, Shoto visibly grew closer to you. It was barely noticeable but he didn't seem as uncomfortable with your presence. You would hear him ask Touya when were you going back during their weekly calls, begging your boyfriend to visit them the next weekend and bring you along. Touya would argue and whine that his little brother was trying to steal you from him but you would just shut him down by flicking his forehead. You certainly started seeing Shoto as a little brother too and couldn't be happier that he liked your company. Even if it made his older brother act like a baby every time you spent time together. You don't even remember a time when you were nervous to meet Touya's family.
#kora posts!#dabi x reader#dabi fluff#shoto todoroki#touya todoroki#my hero academia fluff#my hero academia x reader#mha fluff#mha x reader#my hero academia dabi#mha dabi
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hey there rei my ult bias in fanfic writing ☺️
I am not sure if you grant request. I am just really bummed out with work these days. Working overseas is completely burning me out. Reading your works bring me to another dimension, and I am grateful for you always.
Seeing Namjoon yestie with his woes about how shit happens. He even mentioned specifically about relationships... (like who hurt him?)
He looks so hot(as always) but that live was just giving me a lot of angst vibes or something.
Angry sex has always been a turn on to me. I wanna relive it in your words if it'a possible? haha
Anyhow, I love you for always.
Thank you for you..
Love and light ♡
-Chant
Hey Chant, sorry to hear work is hard — living away is so tough too. I read this and thought of the dent in the wall Namjoon made that’s referenced in Five Fuck Friday and this drabble was born. Hope you enjoy it and that it helps! Sending much love your way.
Pairing: Namjoon x f! Reader
Rating: 18+
Warnings: Sex, swearing, spanking, angry Namjoon punching a wall
Namjoon turns off the car engine, a flick of a switch, and there’s a beat, two, of absolute silence that you know, you just know doesn’t bode well for you.
Your husband, for all his carelessness with your heart, has never once made you feel physically unsafe.
Not in all the years you’ve known him.
You’re aware of the size difference between you, how could you not be? It’s evident everyday, when you have to adjust the front seat after he’s been in the car just so you can reach the pedals, when you have to grab a stool to get something off a high shelf in the kitchen that Namjoon could reach effortlessly.
When he’s on top of you, so caught in the throes of his pleasure he forgets not to let you take his full weight. How he steals your breath in so many ways.
But, truly, your husband’s never been like this before.
He gives you a long look in the dark of the car park, a muscle ticking in his jaw. No sign of the dimples you love.
Namjoon exits the car, yanks your door open for you. He’s so close he’s crowding you, you have to turn your head to prevent your face from hitting his broad chest, the way he’s leaning over you.
‘Joon,’ you say, a quiet protest, and he scoffs.
‘Joon,’ he spits. ‘Remember me? Your husband?’
He holds up his hand, platinum wedding band glinting as you head to the entrance to your building.
‘Didn’t you put this ring on my finger, wife?’
His voice has dropped to almost a growl, and your unease ramps up a notch.
‘Answer me,’ he snaps, when you’re in the lift to your floor, glowering at you, so big he takes up almost an entire side of the tiny lift.
You force yourself to look up at his face.
‘I did,’ you say, fighting to keep your voice steady.
Namjoon watches as you fish your keys out of your bag, try unsuccessfully to unlock the front door of your apartment.
He moves so quickly you startle, large hand closing over yours to help you turn the key, other hand braced on the door next to your head to push it open.
You flick the switch, automatically, step out of your shoes, take two tentative steps down the hallway.
‘Where. The. Fuck. Do. You. Think. You’re. Going.’
The fury in your husband’s voice makes you tremble.
You’re breathing shallowly, because he’s starting to scare you now.
The crash next to your head makes you jump, scream.
You stare in shock at the dent in the plaster your husband’s made with his fist.
Namjoon, your college fuckbuddy turned new husband, a man who’d rather fuck than talk, has just punched a hole in the wall of your shared apartment.
You turn to him, shocked into silence.
He takes a step towards you, and you flinch back against the wall.
Namjoon stops dead.
He stares at you, the anger in his face melting into dismay as he studies your expression.
‘Fuck,’ he says, but there’s no heat in his voice now.
‘Fuck, baby, are you scared of me?’
You freeze.
Namjoon drops to his knees in front of you.
‘Shit. I’d never — you know I’d never —‘
He reaches for your hand. ‘I’d never touch you, not like that,’ he says, voice hoarse, shaky.
He nudges his face into your blouse, presses his cheek to your stomach, and when you reach for him he presses into you eagerly.
‘Tell me to shut up,’ he says, looking up at you. ‘Don’t just put up with it if I’m scaring you, baby.’
‘You weren’t really scaring me,’ you tell him, and he groans.
‘I’m sorry,’ he tells you. ‘I’m fucking sorry.’
He’s nudged your blouse open now, tugged it out of your skirt, pressing kisses to your skin. His mouth, warm and wet, makes you shiver as his lips travel down your belly, to the band of your panties.
You reach down to help him unclasp your skirt, but Namjoon, a veteran of getting you out of your clothes, shakes his head. In a split second he's tugging down your skirt, exposing your underwear, your bare thighs.
He kisses your core over the cotton of your underwear, and you can feel the warmth of him through the material. You suck in a breath as his tongue pokes against your clit.
'Take it off, Joon-ah,' you moan.
Namjoon, on his knees, yanks your panties down, seals his mouth over your bare cunt. He doesn't start slow, just throws your thigh over his shoulder and kisses your cunt like he's starving for it, tongue delving deep, slurping at your arousal, swallowing audibly.
He's messy, as desperate as he's making you feel, and when you reach down to card your fingers through his hair, he groans.
He pulls back, eyes hot. 'Pull my hair, baby. Make me eat you ---'
'You like that?' you ask, breathless. Your husband's a sight to behold right now, lips gleaming with your slick, eyes hooded, hair mussed even though it's been shorter lately.
'Fuck, yeah,' Namjoon grunts. 'Fuck.'
You tug his hair, pull his face between your legs, and Namjoon opens his mouth wide, laps at your clit. His big hand moves from where he's steadying your thigh over his shoulder, and a moment later you feel his fingers pressing into you.
'Joon,' you moan.
Namjoon says nothing, concentrating on fucking you with his fingers, licking at your clit, spreading you open with his other hand.
Your fingers tighten in his hair as you come, and Namjoon moans in approval as you buck your hips into his face.
Your knees weaken, and Namjoon tugs you into his arms.
You're still pulsing around nothing when he pushes you down on your bed, undoes his belt.
You want to watch him undress but he grunts, tugs your hip.
'Turn over, ass up,' he tells you. 'You're gonna get fucked.'
You turn, and Namjoon drops to his knees again, licks a stripe up your cunt.
'Taste so fucking good,' he says, voice low, taut.
He scissors two fingers into you from behind, pulls out, and then he's nudging into you.
He feels fucking huge like this, like you can feel him all way in the back of your throat.
Namjoon groans, long and loud. 'Fuh -- uh -- uck.'
He stays completely still once he's filled you, one hand on your ass, kneading hard.
Then, he pulls out.
You turn your head to look at him in surprise.
He's hard, so hard, cock bobbing as he grasps himself.
'This is for you,' he tells you, voice strained. 'This is how fucking hard I get for you.'
You're not sure where he's going with this.
'You were flirting, weren't you, with Jia's brother, at dinner?'
You try to turn over but he's too quick.
His palm meets your ass in an open handed smack.
You squeak in surprise, try to turn over but he stops you.
'You can make it stop, you know how ---' He's stern, but you know what he's really checking.
You search your memory frantically for the safeword you agreed once when you were both drunk and horny.
'I know how,' you tell him, and Namjoon studies your face.
He nods like he's satisfied.
He spanks you again, rings cold against the flesh of your backside, and you moan.
'I wasn't.'
Namjoon laughs, darkly. 'Don't lie to me.'
He hits you again, and this time it stings so much you cry out.
You know Namjoon will keep going unless you tell him to stop.
Shit, you don't want him to stop.
Namjoon strokes a finger along your slit, enters you shallowly. You try to push against him but he pulls his hand away.
'So fucking greedy,' he scoffs.
He's still fisting his cock, and you could cry at how much you want him back inside you.
'Fine,' you say. 'I was flirting, a bit. But you were flirting too!'
For the second time tonight, your husband stops dead.
'What?'
'You were flirting with Jia and that woman with the green dress,' you point out.
You turn over, and for once Namjoon doesn't leer at your tits.
He's staring at your face.
'Did that bother you?' he asks.
You lift up your hand. Your diamond wedding band flashes. 'You put this ring on my finger too.'
For a moment Namjoon gapes at you.
'I don't want to fuck anyone but you,' Namjoon says, finally.
'Same,' you tell him.
Namjoon pulls you on top of him, mouth seeking yours. You can taste yourself on him still.
'Fuck, get inside me, Joon,' you gasp.
Namjoon grasps you tight against his chest, pulls you under him, enters you all the way in one movement.
'Fuck,' he utters. His hips move, he fucks into you, deep, slow, letting you feel every inch of the drag of his cock inside you.
You’re still so wet from his mouth and your own arousal the slide is easy, his pelvis grinding against your clit on every deep thrust.
‘Joon-ah,’ you moan.
‘I’m here,’ he tells you. ‘I’m here, fuck, it’s me.’
You curl an arm around his neck, and he drops his face willingly so you can press kisses to his cheeks as he fucks you.
‘I’m gonna come,’ he grunts. ‘You feel so good —-‘
You want to tell him it’s ok but he thumbs your clit, plunges in deep, and you moan his name again as you come. Namjoon picks up the pace, pounding into you hard until he groans and you feel him filling you with his warmth.
It’s a while before either of you say anything.
Namjoon curls an arm around you, kisses the top of your head.
‘I’m sorry,’ he says.
You run your fingers over his bruised knuckles.
Eventually you say, ‘I was a little scared.’
He sighs. ‘I know. I never want to see that again. Tell me to shut up next time.’
He nuzzles under your ear.
‘You know I’d never hurt you like that, don’t you?’ he asks.
In your heart of hearts you do know.
You want to tell him that, but what comes out when you open your mouth is, ‘are you gonna fix the wall?’
‘Yeah, promise,’ he says.
He pulls you under him, seals it with a kiss.
©hamsterclaw 2023
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Could you do something with Reiko and thief reader who has total Black Cat vibes?
Thin Veil
“ Could you do something with Reiko and thief reader who has total Black Cat vibes? ”
There’s this thief in the night who took a beating heart, a heart whose owner hopes for its return in the hands of the one who took it… Only if they’d give him theirs to hold in return. Reiko x Thief!Reader
tw(s): gn pronouns, angsty, commitment issues, needy!reiko, sfw, mdni
notes: im not too familiar with black cat or know too much about reiko imo but i didn’t want to let you down 🙏 may elaborate on them more in the future but for now this
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Out of all the things about you, Reiko desperately wanted to tear that bothersome mask off of you the most… It’s only gotten in the way of him and you he thinks, fueling his frustrations and inability to sate himself. He’s long forgotten the stress of his father to catch said thief you, the thief who’s gotten away with far too much.
Why were General Shao’s men so lackluster?
You have stolen everything at this point. And now that you’ve run out of things to steal, you dove right for Reiko’s heart; no jewel or expensive item could replace the hole in his chest where his heart should be beating.
He doesn’t know why, but he always entertains your constant games of cat-and-mouse, and seems glad to do it when he thinks General Shao isn’t looking. He finds himself bailing you out at his expense, if it meant you’ll want to see him again as much as he wanted to see you.
He’d have half the heart to catch you sincerely this time, just so he could pull back the curtains on who you really are—but his fear of losing you to prison or worse trumps that. If you were some ordinary crook he wouldn’t care; but you weren’t.
He shouldn’t have started to care as much as he did because it would have made it easier to do his job.
But no matter how much he tries, even getting onto his knees and staying there until it bruises won’t be enough to convince you to see him outside of this game you play. He keeps biting the curb with you. You’re not exactly sure why you do it either, but you just know you’re not willing to comply.
Your affection just felt better behind a thin veil.
Reiko does anything to tear at it, however; he didn’t realize how crazy it was to have asked his father if he could start taking night duties around Outworld—any mission, any task—if it meant he had a chance to run into you, he’d do it. Your kisses took away any exhaustion of his.
“A new low for you, Rei,” you reclined back, your legs coming to cross over each other as you watched him from atop the low roof of a closed stall. “I didn’t think you’d miss me this much but… You’re just full of surprises, aren’t you?”
You’d tug your legs away from the grabby man who reached up to fetch you down from there. The soldier grunts at that—he needs you tonight. In fact, he wasn’t even supposed to be out here, but today was cruel to him. It didn’t help that he had his cravings for you to pair with your elusiveness and reputation as this horrible crook.
If he’s ever seen with you, everything he’d ever achieved could come to an abrupt conclusion—maybe he’d resort to thieving like you… At least you’d be able to make ends meet with his help, if you’d even accept it.
He could ignore that for a while longer and play pretend again. He just needed you. The man blinks up at you with a boyish yet tired gleam, and shamefully, he looks away.
You notice his neediness by the wear on his face from the continuous troubled look he’d wear on and off throughout the day and astute silence. Like a miracle, you fold, and your embrace is healing against his rigid body.
“Wanna talk about it?” you ask, your faces nearly touching again from your intimate kiss seconds ago. Whether or not he did confide in you, it would never be the end of it.
Reiko doesn’t like playing pretend anymore these days, but if tomorrow you suddenly had a change of spirit and returned all the things you’d ever stolen, don’t return the heart you stole.
@𝐕𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐙𝐈𝐍𝐀೨
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oh my god uncle natsuo i think i genuinely got hearts in my eyes i just know he is so wonderful and gentle
Touya opens the door to two familiar faces, one smiling, one glued to a phone, and almost shuts it again.
"You did not tell me Shouto was coming."
"Hi to you too, asshole." the teen doesn't even bother to look up from his phone.
Touya glances down at him. "Hi."
He turns back to the taller brother, blocking them both from entering his apartment."You did not tell me Shouto was coming."
"He wanted to come!"
"No, I didn't."
"I wanted him to hang out with us, okay?" Natsuo says, "He's our brother and-"
Touya falls into a squat, head buried in his hands with exacerbation. "Jesus fucking Christ, Natsuo. You picked the worst fucking day for this."
The white haired man tries to peek around him, brow furrowed in worry. This isn't a friendly visit- its a wellness check. Maybe even a lesson for Shouto. "Don't end up like Touya- don't burn out like Touya."
Touya resents that, but understands it. It's not like he's earned any trust.
"What did you do?"
"I need you both to promise me that you will not tell Enji about this." He lets his hand fall with a sigh, "Or mom."
"I would never willing talk to dad." Shouto replies immediately, tucking his phone away with excitement. At the same time, Natsuo goes pale with dread.
"Oh no, what have you done now?" Natsuo groans.
"Hey, I didn't do anything." Touya shoots on to his feet to defend himself. He holds his hands out to keep back his brothers- one looking on with concern, the other curiosity.
"I'm hoping it's a meth lab." Shouto says.
"Oh god, please tell me you weren't arrested again, oh please-" Natsuo begs.
"I didn't do anything!"
"Show us the meth lab, Touya."
"Oh god, is it drugs? Please tell me-"
"Both of you, shut the fuck up!" Touya's voice breaks with sudden volume, silencing his brothers-
but waking someone else.
A sharp sniffle, followed by a full on sob rings through the apartment behind then. It's high and tight, needy in the only way it knows how. The sound jolts both of the visiting brothers straight even Shouto's eyes wide with shock.
"Oh shit." Touya turns back inside, letting his family follow. The apartment is fairly clean, cleaner than most bachelor pads, but there's one distinct mess gathered in his living room. Bright pink clothes and half open packs of diapers are thrown around the base of a rinky-dinky baby bassinet. Tiny hands, reaching for nothing, are the only thing visible over the frilly lace sides until Touya plucks the infant from her bed.
"Holy shit." Both of his brother say in union.
"Did you steal a kid?" Natsuo blurts out.
"What?" Touya bounces the baby with one hand, patting her back the the other. Her whines have gotten softer now, replaced with only little mewls. "Fuck off, that's not my game. She's mine."
"Yours?"
"Mine! Like, she came out of my balls, mine!"
"I mean, she didn't technically come out of your balls-"
"This is why I didn't invite you, Shouto." Touya groans as he bounces from foot to foot, the baby's hair bright red against his black shirt. "Rei's my daughter, okay? That's why I invited you over- to meet my kid."
"Someone left you alone with a baby?" Shouto curls his lip in disgust.
Natsuo's demeanor immediately goes soft. "You named her after mom?"
"Yes and yes-" Touya snaps back and the baby's mewls get louder again, "You guys are so fucking ungrateful. I make you uncles to the coolest kid alive and all you do is rag on me."
"Can I- Can I hold her?" Natsuo asks sheepishly. He's always been a sucker for babies- that's why Touya invited him first. Start with the easy sibling. Work your way up from there.
Enji clearly is the last stop.
"Yeah, come 'ere." Touya holds his daughter out with a confidence he has not earned, cradling her into the nook of Natsuo's elbow, "Just don't let her head flop around too much. There. Like that."
Natsuo locks himself in place, letting the infant squirm in his firm grasp. His lips are pressed together into a thin, white line, fear evident in his eyes as her looks at her, but he melts the moment she starts cooing. Her chubby cheeks are blessed with spit and she starts blowing bubbles, gurgling with delight.
"She's so small. Look at her little hands, oh my god." Natsuo flashes his brightest smile, which quickly dims into a hollow expression, "Are you sure this is a good idea, Touya? You know, with your history? Is she gonna be safe?"
"I dunno," Touya replies, "But I'm sure as hell gonna try."
"And it's not like you can un-make a baby." Shouto chimes in.
"Yeah. That too."
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[soft thoughts]
- i love the idea of minho being so fragile and sweet to his partner, that his teasing isnt excessive and he just pampers them with compliments all the time
- hyunjin painting a pic of his partner while lana del rey plays in the background.
- jisung being shy receiving light kisses on his bare back
- jeongin constantly linking pinkies with partner when they’re out in public or sitting beside each other.
- chan sucking light, lazy marks on your neck when he’s stressed from working
- baking all day with felix by the time you guys are done, the sun is setting and the light peeks through the curtains while you guys take a nap on the couch in each others arms
- seungmin reading random entries of his diary before bed
- being in an almost suffocating hug with binnie after he comes back from tour and he doesnt let you go and follows you around like a puppy
thank you for sending these in omg i love your soft thoughts so much ;-;
- i've been thinking about bf minho lately and i just think that, ofc, he will be such a sweetheart. people think he's scary or rude but like, be for real... like we all know he's just the biggest softie in the world, he isn't fooling anyone. first of all, he's a cat person. like... who wouldn't trust him? we see the way he handles his babies with such care and love in his eyes. and we see, for certain members, he has a massive soft spot for. obviously hannie; the way he looks at him... that's pure love right there. but also felix and jeongin he is very tender and gentle with. and i strongly feel that the way he treats those member sis very simialr to the way he would treat his s/o. ofc he would be a lot more physically affectionate. i feel like once he's entered that comfortable stage with you there's like no turning back. then he's full fluff mode.
thank you for listening to my ted talk 😚
- BABBEEEEEE you did not just mention lana del rey to me like how did you know i was a fan??? ahh, amazing. hyunjin has amazing taste and we've heard him sing a lana song on a live before with that beautiful voice of his. of course, being the artists he is, your his inspiration, and he would want to paint or sketch you regularly. and to romanticise it even more? queen lana herself, serenading you both with her voice in the background.
"it's you, it's you, it's all for you. everything i do. i tell you all the time, heaven is a place on earth with you~"
- yeah because jisung is such a smug little shit something, stealing kisses here and there. but the MINUTE you catch him off guard - perhaps when he has just gotten out of the shower, towel wrapped around his waist - and trail kisses on his back, his whole body freezes. he feels blood rush to his cheeks as he slowly starts to relax into you touch, letting you kiss wherever you want...
- why are you making me cry okay YES jeongin isn't a massive PDA person but the small things matter most. and there's nothing that gives him more butterflies than interlinking pinkies with you. there's something so gentle and even vulnerable about the act that makes his heart flutter.
- you're making me DIZZY imagine you sitting in his studio (the way every single bangchan ff starts off in) and sitting on his lap while he does his work. but he's getting frustrated and it's late at night and all he wants to do is go home and cuddle up to you and sleep. having you in his arms relaxes him way more than if he was by himself. but sometimes he will feel mischievous and lean closer, a small grin on his features as he lightly grazes his lips against the skin of your neck. he responds to your shivers by getting a bit more heated, lightly sucking on your skin as you lean in deeper... he has you right were he wants you.
- felix loves baking dates and will gladly spend the whole day trying new recipes with you and making delicious treats! but by the time you guys finished, you realise it's dark out. so, what's for dinner? all your cookies and brownies and other goods, of course! you two bask in your amazing baking skills as you cuddle up on the sofa, exhausted and filled to the brim with your own creations.
- seungmin surprises himself when he re-reads things he's written in his diary way in the past. "did you really feel that way?" he mused out loud, whilst you look over at him from the other side of the bed, smiling gently. soemtimes he would read certain entries to you out loud; the ones that aren't too personal and deep. just light-hearted ones that'll make you laugh. or ones about his feelings for you <3
- oh he ain't letting you go. and say goodbye to your lungs because they've gone too. i see chnagbin fully tackle you to the ground in a smothering hug because he hasn't seen his baby in so long?? what else is he supposed to do?? nope he's not letting you go, and so you'll just have to stay pressed up against his chest, big soft arms wrapped around you, and aggressive kisses from every single angle.
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Hey i saw you reblogging a sailor moon post and i was thinking which sailor moon characters would mysme characters would be
The only ones i am 100% assured off are Usagi (Sailor moon) is none other than yoosung. Sailor Venus is Zen, Sailor Mercury is jaehee.
What is your take on this
Ohhh, honestly, it's been a while since I actually dabbled into the Sailor Moon universe, so I'm pretty rusty, all things considered! But I did talk about a similar topic with a friend once. More precisely, who the mm gang would choose as their favorite character. This turned into a kind of mix-up between who I think their favorite would be, and who I actively associate with them. So, these are just my silly thoughts! Some are more deep than others.
Yoosung - Sailor Moon/Usagi Tsukino
I have to agree with you there: Usagi and Yoosung are definitely a very good match. I actually headcanon Yoosung as a huge fan of Sailor Moon franchise in mm universe! Particularly because he relates to Usagi so much, with her being the main character. He may or may not have had a fictional crush on her... but that's a secret (Seven definitely knows). These two are both cheery and bright spirits with big dreams. Their individual journeys involve self-improvement and maturity. He definitely cried more than once at her romance with Tuxedo Mask... The start of his romantic nature.
Zen - Sailor Mars/Rei Hino
You'll be surprised who I put Sailor Venus with! But, as for Zen, I love putting him up with more fiery and fierce characters. I always associate him with fire, honestly. Zen and Rei are both self-sufficient and resourceful in their own ways. And while Zen is definitely not as spunky or sassy as Rei, he more than compensates for it when you put him in a chatroom with Jumin. They both share a very strong sense of justice as well. Zen will not hesitate to say it how it is, or voice his frustrations in the face of unfair wrongdoings. They are also fiercely protective of their loved ones, which is definitely a very important quirk of Zen's. Overall, they share similar vibes, and I think they would appreciate each other for their individual strengths.
Jaehee - Sailor Mercury/Ami Mizuno
And yes! I am in agreement that Jaehee and Ami are a perfect match. Personally, Ami was my favorite 'cause I share so many similarities to her in terms of how I behave with other people, so I love that girl to bits and pieces. The obvious 'logical smart friend' parallels aside, there is also a similarity to their personal growth throughout their journeys. Learning to believe in themselves, be confident in their personal strengths, and finding internal growth through meaningful relationships with people who truly care about you is something they both learn. I think that's really sweet.
Jumin - Sailor Neptune/Michiru Kaioh
Now, it is kind of funny how I put the more creative Michiru next to Jumin, and not Jihyun. But, hear me out. Michiru is frequently depicted as a figure of elegance and sophistication. Kind of similar to how Jumin is always followed by an aura of refined and luxurious charm. I also always picture Jumin as a very elegant and attractive man when it comes to meeting him in person. I'd say, he is actually right next to Zen when it comes to stealing your breath away with just looks alone. His alluring way of holding himself is what really draws you in to him. Jumin is also much more sensitive than people give him credit for. I just can't help but put Michiru's water powers next to his deep care for those he holds dear to his heart. They are both stoic, but loving souls. Stern but righteous. When faced with conflict, they will do the right thing.
Saeyoung - Sailor Uranus/Haruka Tenoh
Listen. They may not share much in terms of their behavior: with Haruka being on a more cool and mature side, while Saeyoung is notorious for his love for mischief, but... First of all, they both share a love for cars. Specifically, race cars. It's likely that they would find a common ground on that. Especially with how nerdy Saeyoung is with his interests. Not many share his love for speed and his lovely babies! On a deeper level, they do also share a similar undying loyalty to their loved ones. Saeyoung with Saeran, and Haruka with Sailor Neptune. Plus, Saeyoung is more than capable of remaining cool and determined in the face of danger. There is also the whole 'protecting the world from evil' aspect, and Saeyoung wanting to be seen as a defender of justice, but I digress.
Jihyun - Sailor Star Healer/Yaten Kou
Honestly, the reason behind this is mostly Taiki's love for classical music and her talent as a pianist. I also really like putting her thoughtfulness and reservedness next to Jihyun's more emotional and reckless nature. I just feel like they'd make a very interesting pair with a relatively balanced dynamic. Jihyun needs someone who will tell him upfront when he's getting lost in his mind or acting foolishly. Taiki is a character who is both loyal and selfless, and she is willing to put herself in danger to protect her friends. That's a sentiment they definitely share.
Saeran - Sailor Pluto/Setsuna Meioh
There's just something about mysterious characters with tragic backstories, isn't there? This choice is biased because Setsuna is my second favorite, honestly. She doesn't get much screen time, but she left a huge impact on me regardless. There is a tragic sense of duty to her, that I can't help but link to Saeran's invisible chains of responsibility to his Savior and Magenta. The circumstances are very different, no doubt. But the weight of their duties is weighing heavily on their shoulders in a similar way. The willingness Setsuna has to sacrifice herself is a trait that I can also trace back to Saeran. If we hadn't stopped him, he would have sacrificed himself for us with a sad and reserved smile on his face. And that thought always hurts me to think about.
Rika - Sailor Venus/Minako Aino
This is honestly more of a biased choice, but I'll try to explain it somewhat logically, hehe. They do share a similar sense of mystery around themselves, until we get to properly see them as a thorough and rounded character. Minako and Rika are both very cheerful and bubbly people on the outside. A sort of 'sunshine' of the group. But, much like Rika, Minako has so much more than just her bubbly smiles and happy-go-lucky attitude. They both have rather ambiguous dreams, with Minako wanting to become an idol, and Rika aspiring to help as many people as she can. They both have a profound sense of responsibility in some way or another. If we're talking about Rika before the whole Mint Eye nightmare, I'd like to think that she and Minako would become great friends.
#mystic messenger#mysmes#mysme#mm#yoosung kim#zen ryu#mystic messenger zen#jaehee kang#jumin han#saeyoung choi#jihyun kim#saeran choi#rika kim#now i wanna write out their favorite ponies from mlp 😔😔😔
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he's not about to be one-upped by somebody like zenigata!!! so he fishes for his own trinkets; clasps a keychain of, of course, none other than his own self into the palm of a cold hand, until he gently deposits it into rei's own, the cool, smooth, marble-esque press of his palms atop and below their now-combined clutch gingerly imploring.
' you'll take good care of it, won't you ... ? ' he sounds something between expectant and pleading, his smile and his gaze too --- rather fond. ' i'd give you something like a picture ... but this seems like a better stand-in for my company . '
what he means is, despite, or perhaps precisely in tandem-step with his arrogance, was every sincere wish to somehow stay by her side and be relied upon when needed. ' you can tell it all your secrets. let it lift every curse and steal away every sorrow. '
@dnangelic || cradled hearts
Every breath this vessel takes is borrowed, yet foolishly, it catches in her throat, captured in the chill of his hands embracing hers. She's always been cold ; to others and their lives, undeserving of their affections, cold in this body, as if lethargy congealed this blasphemous blood. And though she had resolved to yield to atrophy, to sink into the oblivion that would swallow her heart, he appears, this phantom, with hands colder than hers and a dark-winged embrace, flushing her warm once more.
❛❛ I . . .I will look after it. ❜❜ A promise murmured with gentle devotion, yet the weight of this feeling grounds her usually weightless tone, lodging snug in the snare of her tender heart. Gingerly, she raises her other hand and places it over his, over hers, cheeks blossoming in rosy hue. ❛❛ Thank you, Dark-kun. ❜❜
Pale lashes flutter as her gaze lifts, hues of crimson meeting in understanding in shared melancholia of the knowledge that their time together is temporary, shared love of the knowledge that it was all the more precious.
❛❛ I'll keep it with me and talk to it always. . .but, whilst you're here, may I stay with you ? ❜❜
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₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ. [ s. kanata x gn reader ]
warning❗: slight ooc
genre 𑁍 : fluff
wc ⚘ : ( I'll count... later )words
" kanata... are you sure taking me to the aquarium, will give me inspirations to write a new song? " you stared at your blue hair companion, happily holding onto your hand as he takes you to the next tank. he only hums in response before sharing with you another fact or two of the next sea creature.
you let out another sigh, nothing's coming into your head!! all you can think about is kanata and your ' need to make a song ' but the song isn't coming. you're thankful for kanata's company and idea to the aquarium but then again you're no lyrical genius to instantly come up with a song.
" hey hey~ relax a bit. It's fine if you can't think of anything yet, there's plenty of things to see! I'm sure the ideas will come to you eventually, puka~ ooo look at that! it's pretty like you, " he points to the lumiscent tank filled with jellyfishes. of course, it's pretty to you too. you smile upon watching the jellyfishes dance around in the water.
the date continues till it's nightfall, kanata takes you home and all you could think about after was how pretty the jellyfishes were to kanata eyes brightening each time he spots something that catches his attention.
" ah! I've just gotten the best idea, you should be featured in my next music video too. what if we danced with jellyfishes on a glass tank floor right beneath our feet. it'll be a little complicated to pull off but you're perfect for it! the dark, as the light shines at us. kanata, I'm glad you've taken me to the aquarium! thank you, " as much as it sounds cheesy, kanata couldn't help but smile at your small outburst and glittery eyes as you talk happily.
" that's wonderful, we can do that. now go get some sleep after taking a shower, I'll have to return to the dorms soon. see ya tomorrow, " he bids goodbye after giving a quick kiss to your cheek. oh how stupid he was, how can you sleep when the thought of dancing with him on a glass floor was all you can think about. it's romantic and super cute!
a/n : ... which enstars character do most people like? 😨 idk bcs I'd say izumi is my favourite but that's a big lie when they drop some beautifully chef's kiss art... also bcs hiyori, rei and knights in general just keeps stealing my heart like they're playing a game of rugby with my heart as the ball and the other guys will tackle them for it too.
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You know you tend to get emotional when stressed? Well, Akari has been under massive amounts of stress since she made it to Hisui. I think it’d get an awful lot of people on her side if, during one of the post battle live streamed interviews, she started crying because the lab is trying to take away her partners. Especially Dusk, who she raised from the time all she knew was Tackle and Growl. Everyone knows how you that is in the life of a Pokémon and suddenly it’s less a girl stealing from a (fine and upstanding) research lab and more a girl on the run trying to hold onto a Pokémon she has raised and loved for what has to be literal years. (I forget how long your au has her in Hisui)
In my Au, by the time Akari and Ingo return to the future, Akari would have been missing a year and Ingo would been missing for three years.
Also, in case no one has picked up on it, I write Akari as also being autistic, largely because it makes her easier for me to write. So crying in front of other people is something she absolutely never wants to do, especially with some stranger. So the moment she feels her throat tightening and her eyes start to burn she would immediately remove herself from the situation. And she would be wearing the mask at the time too so it would look less like someone stepping away to gather themself and more like her harshly brushing the kid off.
Early on in Hisui, Akari’s method of managing her emotions and stress when interacting with human people was to bottle it up and smile and be as polite and present as possible. She would wear a metaphorical mask and always dress and behave appropriately when interacting with authority. She did not want to be alone in this strange world and wanted to be trusted, which is why Commander Kamado’s repeated reminders that she is not trusted hurt so much.
When Akari finds the ‘gift’ containing theZoroark mask left outside her door one morning, she loves it. She likes to keep it on her person and even wears it when interacting with others outside the village. It gives her the comfort of not always having to stress over how others would react to her expression not being perfectly pleasant. She honestly feels like she can only be herself when she’s out in the wilds with her pokemon because out here there’s not really anything to remind her that she’s suck somewhere that she does not belong.
When Rei pulls her aside and gently informs her that the mask was most likely ment as an insult, Akari is honestly heart broken. She stops wearing her in, shoving it away into her trunk. Volo later asks what happened to her favorite spooky accessory and she shrugs, telling him it was childish anyway.
And then she meets Ingo and the two find that they share so much in common. Not just their mysterious origins and love/talent of handling Pokémon, but also in numerous small ways. The fact that Ingo also keeps an empty pokeball in his pocket to play with when his hands need something to do. How he has difficulty controlling his expression, though he struggles to emote much at all while Akari knows she can emote too much. He can talk with her for hours about pokemon and battle strategies and they both have the best time throwing ideas back and fourth. She has this urge to apologize for how much she’s taking about pokemon, but Ingo is so genuinely interested in invested in what she say and makes sure to tell her so. They can both get very loud in they’re excitement but Ingo is significantly Louder.
It’s when Akari is sent to the Icelands that she sees an actual Zorua for the first time while exploring the caves. She caught the little guy with a back shot for a closer look but, he was so very distressed and defensive at her presence that she released him shortly after getting the notes she needed. She tells Ingo about them to get his perspective on it as every other person she’s spoken immediately shuttered and bulked at the idea of a Zorua. Even Professor Laventon seemed scared of them.
As she had hoped, his thoughts on the pokemon and its evolution did not come from a place of fear, but of understanding it to be another pokemon. He even tells her how the Zorua and Zoroark are of those pokemon he remembers differently then they appear in Hisui. He recalls their fur bring black, not white, and that they were known to be tricksters. He believes the didn’t have the best reputation where he was from as well, which was not deserved.
He shares what he had learn of the Hisui Zoroark from the Pearl clan and from what he has observed in the wilds. Their history of exile by cruel humans, the mutual distrust and hostility, how protective they are if their young. That last fact he can’t recall learning, he simply knew it.
After hearing all of this, Akari goes back to her trunk and retrieves her mask, choosing to keep it on her person yet again. This Pokémon deserves to  exist as much as any other and she won’t shove it away as the people of Hisui had done.
Later, after the trauma of Akari’s exile, she starts to wear the mask more and more, no longer caring what the people thought of her. She devotes time to not just studying the pokemon but helping them integrate with humans an learn they don’t need to be hostile. She also will no longer hesitate to call out people on their ignorance of pokemon and how damaging their behavior can be for both the pokemon and themselves.
And this has gotten totally off topic 😅
But yeah, Does Not want to cry in front of anyone that’s not her pokemon or Ingo. Ingo is great and will either give her space if that’s what she wants, or give her a hug while wrapping his coat around her to help her feel safe and hidden.
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If you look in my head you’d see the phrase ‘Star Wars Sequel but Rey and Ben are siblings’ surrounded by hearts.
Ben Organa-Solo turns into Kylo Ren, and just like years later, when he hesitates to kill his father, he hesitates to kill his sister; this time, however, he hasn’t been intrenched in the darkside for a decade. He doesn’t kill his sister, and instead takes her, and hides her.
Breha Organa-Solo is seven years old when her 19 hear old brother steals their father’s ship, and drops her off on the planet Jakku. “I’ll come back for you.” He says. “But for now, forget.”
Kylo Ren has a plan. He’ll be powerful, more powerful than his Master, and one day he’ll kill him, and Breha will be his apprentice. Brother and Sister, ruling.
In the meantime, Breha will be hidden, safe, and forgotten.
He leaves the Falcon, and his sister, and takes a small ship. He never returns.
Breha Organa-Solo forgets the name and face of her mother, her father, her uncles, and her brother. She forgets her own name. When asked, she answered, “Br-breh?” Hesitance and fear in her voice. They call her Rey.
Leia and Han Organa-Solo think their son killed their daughter. Ben is a wound they won’t talk about, and Breha is a wound they can’t.
Rey spends 12 years on Jakku. When she sees her father for the first time in over a decade, she doesn’t recognize him, even if she feels like she knows him.
Han looks at her, and sees his daughter. He ignores that feeling. Every strong willed brunette girl his daughter’s age wears the face of her. He ignores the feeling. His daughter is dead.
Unfortunately, the rest stays the same.
Kylo Ren takes Rey. He probes her mind for true map, and instead finds his sister, right before she turns the rest on him.
Han, Chewbacca and Finn go to save her. Han cups his son’s face as he’s killed.
Leia Organa didn’t know her brother when she met him, though she always felt a connection. Leia Organa-Solo didn’t know her daughter when she saw her, although hugging her felt like the most natural thing in the world.
Maybe…. Leia thought, before shutting the thought down. Her daughter is dead. She hasn’t felt her Force Signature since the night Ben turned. Rey’s Force Signature is strong, but muddled. Like looking at sunlight through a tinted window.
None of them know her connection when she leaves to find Luke. Not yet, at least.
#Star Wars#the force awakens#Rey#Rey skywalker#Ben solo#kylo ren#anti reylo#star wars fanfiction#Star Wars fanfic#Star Wars is about family okay. and Ben and Rey as siblings is nature vs nurture#it’s about people being from the same family and making choices#Anakin’s blood is in both of them. you can’t blame anakin for turning you evil if ur sister is the light as well#might make a post like this for the other two Star Wars sequel movies bc they suck#Rey is a solo#🪐
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I’m about to fight Tumblr, I did not get any notifs for any of your new fics. Low key was distressed but I’ve finally caught up with all the new fics you’ve posted and my heart has simply collapsed in a nutshell
I really can’t put into words how much I adored the recent fics, the Nickname was absolutely adorable and Kaoru asking for a nickname too was too cute!! I love Kaoru with all my heart. The one where the reader comforts Rei during the whole Eccentric thing, just wanna hug the heck out him, he really needs all the reassurance during his early years and then Ritsu asking Reader not to leave too made my heart
Best part of all was the one when Ritsu basically steals Reader from Rei and he gets all pouty about it. I love the inclusion of Reader and Ritsu forming a bond, I think it’s a wonderful bridge between the two brothers. I love reading those type of fics that explore family relationships, it can be really soft and comforting and is definitely something they need!!
Anyway, sorry for the ramble lol but I can’t wait to read more!!
JELLYYYY 🥹🥹🫶🫶 !!!!!! i have been looking for you in my likes and comments T__T !!! welcome back im so happy !!!
NEVER APOLOGIZE FOR RAMBLING… i get so happy seeing long inboxes, i really love talking to you guys and just getting to know what sort of tropes you guys like !!! along with other things so i can incorporate it into my writing more ^__^ so never apologize ! also i missed you so seeing this long ask was great !
thank you for enjoying my content. im really happy you enjoyed the fic flood !! accidentally went on a little writing spree these past few days !! but the nickname one was probably one of my favorites out of the few i published, as you said it was just very cute with the interactions and i enjoyed writing the dynamic between rei, reader, and ritsu. i really love family relationships too, especially the bonds between siblings !!!!
my next fic involving ritsu might break your heart in this case though haha….
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By Hook or By Crook
Summary: Levi Ackerman lived a solitary life full of crippling silence until you came along. Now, the sound of your sugary sweet voice is all he wants to hear. So, when you refuse to speak with him after a tiff, he will go to any lengths to hear your voice again; and he knows exactly how to get what he wants.
Pairing: Dom!Levi Ackerman x Fem!Sub! Reader
Notes: Established Relationship, Lovers' quarrel, Minors and Ageless Blogs DNI: Rough Make-out sesh (He's in the mood to bite), Fingering, Oral (Fem Receiving), Cock-warming as a way of teasing, Begging (by reader), Brief orgasm denial & over-stimulation; Good ol' make-up seggs.
A/N: My original entry for @levi-supreme’s Happy Birthday Levi Event was going to be a simple, DomesticDad!Levi fic. But Rei is a genius menace and a simple conversation between us took a huge turn which led to her feeding me this thirst idea. So, I'm going to be a good friend and QUENCH IT.
WC: ~3.5k
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“Enough.”
You were rudely interrupted, mid-sentence, by the lone word that left the lips of the man standing by the mirror, fixing his appearance. Levi carefully adjusted his cravat, making sure the pleats were neat and even, as he blankly stared at the reflection of your face gaping back at him.
“Do you have to talk so much?”, he added.
“What?”, you quacked. “You’re the one who asked me what my schedule for the day was.”
“Yeah. Well, I didn’t expect you to go on about it for eons.”, he deadpanned. “Just learn to keep quiet for once.”
You looked at him with a slacked jaw, unable to believe how incredibly harsh your generally amiable partner was being. You knew how much the man adored silence, preferring to stay away from crowds; even his own comrades and choosing to spend peaceful evenings inside his quarters.
Many times, you had witnessed Levi shushing Miche, or blatantly ordering Hange to shut up. He was even audacious enough to walk out on Erwin when the talkative commander was immersed in one of his signature ramblings. But not once in the many years of knowing him, had you been on the receiving end.
Levi had always maintained that your voice was like a soothing melody to his ears, repeating many times that he would be perfectly happy if it was the only sound he had to listen to for the rest of his life. He told you how your voice calmed him down during the most chaotic times, especially before and after expeditions; how it slowed down his heart when it was racing with stress and uncertainty. And yet today that same voice was like thorns in his ears.
“Oh! Is that so? Alright then. Enjoy all the quiet you need. Don’t come crawling back to me later, begging me to talk to you”, you retorted; promptly rising from the bed and storming out of the room.
An instant regret took over Levi at the sound of the door slamming against the frame with an impact that rattled the painting of the starry skies that you made for him, hanging on the wall. He could hear the waning thuds of your footsteps in the hallway as you marched away from your shared quarters.
He mentally cursed Erwin for keeping him up late in the night. Never one to succumb to the effects of lack of sleep, working on strategies with the commander until the wee hours of dawn had him feeling much groggier than usual. And unfortunately, you had to bear the brunt of it this morning. He was quick to take off after you, hoping to apologize before the day began, for he could never get through it with the guilt of having hurt you.
When he walked into the mess hall, his relief after sighting you at your usual table was cut short when he realized that his regular spot beside you had already been occupied by Hange. You shot him a brief glare, acknowledging his presence before going back to chewing on the slice of bread in your hand. He took a seat opposite to you, hoping to steal a glance and wordlessly invite you outside to talk in private. But it didn’t come to him as a surprise when you refused to look up from the table, livid eyes burning holes into the steaming bowl of porridge.
The rest of the day was no different; You took no notice of him at training, disregarded his many attempts to start a conversation throughout the day, chose to have a lonely lunch locked up in your office, walked away when he sneaked up on you and apologized just as you stepped out of a meeting, and as much as it broke your heart, ignored the note of apology that he slipped under your door after returning from a grueling evening with his squad.
At dinner, Levi wasn’t even trying to put up a stoic front, pain and frustration evident in his eyes when he looked at you longingly from the other side of the table after you didn’t grace his side yet again. You almost gave in at that, only to hold back by reminding yourself of how snide he had been towards you that morning with no fault of your own. It wasn’t every day that you quarreled; but when you did, Levi knew he needed to put forth his best foot to win you back.
He rushed back to your shared quarters much earlier than usual after completing some urgent tasks at hand, hoping that his early return would finally begin the process of ebbing your anger away. But he was greeted by a cold, dark, and empty room. He had had enough. Having to spend a whole day without you had been excruciating, and he wasn’t going to let your fury transcend into the night. You had warned him not to come crawling back to you. But that was exactly what he would do if it meant that you would talk to him again.
Just as he was about to sprint towards your office, the door behind him opened again, revealing your figure entering inside. You turned the knob of the lantern to heighten its flame, painting the room in a warm hue of orange. You were startled by his presence when you turned around after hanging your jacket on the hook, not expecting him to be back at this time, but were quick to regain your composure; sending the same glare his way that you had been all day.
“I’m sorry.”, he spoke softly, sighing when you shook your head in response.
“Say something.” - Silence.
“Please?” - Silence.
“What can I do to hear your voice again?”, he asked sincerely, tutting when you shrugged wordlessly.
Getting impatient, he charged towards you, making you back into the door, silver orbs staring into your soul. “So, that’s how it's going to be, huh?”, he seethed. “Fine. Act as pricey as you’d like. I know exactly how to get that sweet little voice out your throat.”
The grimace on his face instantly lit a fire in between your legs. It was getting harder and harder to keep up the façade. You had returned with every intention of forgiving your partner. But it wasn’t often that he erred; and you got greedy to exploit his guilt, to have him dote on you, spoil you rotten in hopes of reconciliation. And it looked like your greed was about to be rewarded – just, how much?
Wasting no time, he lunged towards your neck; chomping down on a mouthful of your supple skin. You had to sink your teeth into your lower lip in an effort to stifle a moan as he very accurately landed on the sensitive spot where your neck curved into your shoulder. The man knew your body like the back of his hand and was well aware of where you couldn’t resist being touched as he soothed the sting by running his tongue over the spot. But you weren’t about to give in.
You brought your hands to his chest in an attempt to push him away, but he effortlessly yanked them off his shirt and pinned them to the door on your either side, his head still latched to your neck. He was known as known as Humanity’s strongest for a reason.
Tightly lacing his fingers with yours, he assaulted the column of your neck, leaving a trail of rosy bruises on his way down to your collar bone. The silence in the room was filled by the sounds of your heavy breaths and the chirrs of the ancient hinges of the door.
He separated himself from you to take a look at your face. Less than five minutes into it, he had left you a panting mess; but still, a silent one. You opened your eyes to look back at him at the sudden lack of proximity, breathing through your mouth to calm your thumping heart.
“Still not gonna talk?”, he asked; huffing when you shook your head in refusal with a sly smile spread across your face. “Good thing, the walls here are thick. Because you’re going to do much more than just talking.”
Right the next moment, he crashed his lips onto yours, the cold tip of his nose pressing into your cheek. Each of you felt the smile on the other's face as Levi leaned into your body, the weight making the doors creak further. He kissed you with fervor - wet, and sloppily - making you squirm in between his rigid torso and the cold hard door, refusing to give you a chance to catch your breath.
No amount of your strength was sufficient to rid your hands out of his vice grip, as he was quick to acquaint your tongue with his, the two swaying together in a sweet, sweet waltz. His chest was warm against yours, two hearts beating together in perfect synchrony.
Your nails dug crescents into the back of his palms while you hungrily tasted the remnants of the peppermint tea, that he drank just minutes ago. He gnawed at your lower lip, tugging on it with his teeth and letting go with a pop, as he distanced himself from your face to look into your eyes.
Levi cascaded down your neck once more, leaving a cool, glistening trail of saliva where his lips pecked gently along your throat – the birthplace of the voice he yearned to hear. He showered you with kisses all the way down to the golden ‘L’ pendant resting on your chest, where he was stopped from proceeding further by the pesky fabric of your shirt.
But no challenge was impossible to conquer for the captain. Your eyes widened upon witnessing him beginning to unbutton it with just his teeth, his hands still pinning yours to the door. It was funny to think that the man who had no idea how to unclasp a bra till you taught him how to, was now unclothing you handsfree. You wondered whether the old Levi ever imagined picking up a skill like this one.
‘So, he came prepared.’, you thought, opening your mouth to ask him about it, but swiftly closing it again upon remembering the garb you still had on. But Levi never missed a thing.
“Hmm? Were you about to say something?”, he asked, feigning innocence as he pried open the final button in a smooth motion.
You smiled silently and watched him use his teeth to move aside the flaps of your shirt to reveal your bra, its thin cloth not doing much to hide your taut nipples standing up in attention. He swirled his tongue over one of them, softly nipping at it with his eyes still locked with yours. The sudden sting made a whimper inadvertently escape your lips and you hissed through gritted teeth in defeat.
“Mhmm... Finally. The voice I’ve been dying to hear all day.”, his hands left yours to land your breasts, earnestly massaging the mounds. “But, don’t think I’m going to stop at this. You’ve starved me too much.”
He moved south, kissing your abdomen down to your belly as he ran his fingers up and down the curves of your waist until he was kneeling on the floor before you. Locking his darkened, stormy eyes with your lust-filled ones, he began to unbutton your pants, peeling them off along with your underwear and carelessly tossing them to the side.
Levi tapped on your thigh, and you raised your leg to drape it along his neck, giving him a full view of your folds, gleaming with arousal. He ran two fingers through them, bringing them to his lips and sucking them clean. Feeling his icy digits unfurling your petals made your neck go limp, another whine escaping your lips accompanied by a thud when your head landed on the door.
“And here I thought you were mad at me.”, he smirked.
Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your mouth opened to release a soundless scream when his mouth latched on to your clit, flicking it rhythmically with the tip of his tongue. You raked your nails through his midnight hair as he looked at your heaving breasts glowing with sweat, bringing a hand up to give them attention. He kneaded your silken skin, rolling and flicking the bud in between his fingers while the impossibly hard bulge in his own pants begged to be freed.
Levi moaned into your core, the sweet and savory taste of your juices driving him insane as you desperately clung to the door to keep yourself straight. At this point, you weren't even trying to mask your sounds anymore, the combined inflictions of his tongue, hands, and the vibrations from his voice hurling you towards release. But Levi was a man capable of taking something perfect and making it better. He brought his finger to your aching hole and coated it in your slick before slowly plunging it inside you, beginning to steadily pump it in and out.
“Fuck. Levi!”, you whined, overwhelmed by pleasure.
His name, your voice. A match made in heaven is what he thought of it as. It was the first time you uttered his name ever since your tiff. But like a drug, he was already hooked. And now it was all he wanted to hear from you tonight. His name falling from your lips as he transported you to the loftiest heights of ecstasy. His name being chanted by the deity he planned to worship all his life.
You were practically grinding against his face by now as he palmed his bulge through his pants, the movements of your hips making the door creak rhythmically. It wouldn’t be very difficult for people outside to decipher the ongoing on this side of the door. But the passion was so blinding that this was a risk you were willing to take. Besides, who in the headquarters even had the guts to approach you about it with the infamously temperamental captain being a part of the equation? Not even the commander himself.
Levi used his tongue to trace every letter of his name on your bunch of nerves, gracing it on the part of you that no one but him would ever experience. A part of you reserved only for him. Just as he swiped the letter ‘I’ over your sensitive bud, his tongue was showered with a gush of your arousal as you came without a warning, panting his name over and over, giving him exactly what he wanted to hear.
He was quick to steady you when your knees buckled from the mind-numbing euphoria, rising up so you could wrap your arms around his neck for support. You rested your head on his chest, struggling to catch your breath, as he still played with your folds, helping your ride out your orgasm.
“I’m not done yet.”, he whispered, picking you up and kissing you deeply as he carried you towards the bed. You were silent but glad.
He laid you down on the mattress, standing back up to take his clothes off, as you too peeled the remaining pieces of clothing off yourself. How gorgeous you looked among the immaculate white sheets, he thought. Your hair was tousled, lips swollen, a cut where he nipped at them, your hands caressing your own heaving breasts that shimmered with perspiration, eyes darkened with an urgent need for him - like a goddess waiting to be served.
Levi smirked when you spread his legs to welcome him, even without him asking. You wanted him, no, needed him without another moment’s wait. He aligned himself with your core, slipping on the condom he fished out of the nightstand. He kept his eyes on you whilst rubbing the tip of his cock up and down your slit, tapping it a few times on your clit that was still too sensitive from before.
“Levi!”, you whined, causing him to chuckle.
He clamped down on your hips when you involuntarily recoiled and finally slid into your famished hole, sucking in air through his teeth at the feeling of being swallowed whole. He brought your knees to your chest, folding you in half and entering you even deeper until he finally bottomed out.
You gasped at the feeling of fullness, scrunching the sheets between your fists upon being impaled by his girthy member as you waited for him to begin moving. But when he didn’t, you swiveled your waist to signal him that you were ready, only to realize that he wasn’t stationary for you to adjust around him.
“What?”, he asked, cold eyes scalding your naked body.
“Levi, please!”, you ground against him once more.
But he tightened his grip around your waist, rendering you motionless. Every second of being inside your searing cavern was slowly breaking Levi. But the man was on a mission, and he was going to get what he wanted.
“Let me hear that voice.”, he teased, staying agonizingly still. “Use your words, my love. What do you want me to do?”
Your patience was running thin too, walls yearning for friction as the coil in your stomach was rapidly building up yet again. So, you decided to forget all anger and shame.
“Levi, I ... I need you to pound into me like I’m never going to walk again.”, you blurted, feeling his cock twitch inside you at your words.
With that, he sank his face in the crook of your neck, letting out a ravenous growl that made your chest heart skip a beat. You were about to be ravaged. Starting slow, it didn’t take him long to find his rhythm, thrusting into you at a merciless pace as you littered his back with angry red scratches, holding on to him for dear life.
The walls of your quarters echoed with an amalgamation of sounds – your moans, the sinful sounds of his skin slapping against yours, and the quiet praises he sang into your skin about how you were the most magical being to exist.
“Say it.”, he spat. “Say my name, and don’t stop.”
“Levi...”, Like a devoted disciple, his name fell from your lips repeatedly just as he asked, until you saw your release approaching you at a lightning speed “Levi - I’m cumming.”
Not even a fraction of a second since the words left your mouth, the astounding force that was rocking your world, vanished; leaving you with wide eyes, a dry mouth, empty lungs and a vacant core. Your body was stupefied after the animalistic momentum came to an abrupt halt, a pair of silver eyes looking down at you with a fiendish countenance.
“What the fuck?”, you complained.
“On your knees”, he said, hooking his arms around your waist and turning you over.
“But I was just about to -”
“I know.”, he spoke in a deep, wicked tone. “That's what you get for ignoring me all day.”
“But it was your fault!”
“Well, I’m about to atone for it quite generously.”
Levi pushed you into the mattress and aligned himself with your dripping hole once more, slipping in without ado. And so began another spell of ruthless pounding. Your amorous screams of his name were muffled by the multitude of pillows as he watched your butt bounce with every slam.
He dug his fingers into your buttery skin, sure that the sting you’d feel every time you sat down for the next few days would remind you of this escapade. He grabbed a fistful of your hair and pulled you towards him, your back now flushed against his chest. He sank his teeth into your shoulders, making you let out a cry.
“Now I can hear you better.”, he breathed into the crook of your neck as he snaked an arm around your body, starting to rub circles over your nub whilst still slamming into you at a brutal pace. “Keep saying my name.”
“Levi, I can’t - I’m going to -”, the stars that were flashing before your eyes as your insatiable pussy swallowed him whole had left you unable to utter coherent sentences.
“I’ve got you, baby.”, he whispered, holding you close as he continued his ruthless ministrations.
He let out a guttural growl when your walls clamped down on his cock, fluttering around it when your second orgasm came at a blinding intensity, pushing him over the edge towards his own. You rode out your highs with a few more sloppy thrusts, two limp bodies falling to the bed once he slipped out of you. Slow minutes passed in silence as you caught your breaths, him lying on top of you, inhaling the sweet and musky scent of your hair.
“Stay.”, you held his hand in a weak clasp when he tried to leave the bed to start the bath.
He obliged without a fight; tonight’s rendezvous had been much more profound as compared to the others. And after being deprived of you for a whole day, he was not about to give up on an opportunity to have you nestled into his side. He watched with a smile, the way your eyes followed your fingers drawing abstract patterns on the canvas of his chest, an expression of content on your face.
“So, would you dare not talk to me again?”, he asked.
“If this is what not talking to you will result in, then I think we should fight at least once a week.”
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🎉 Tag! You're it! Ship your mutuals with fictional characters! 🎉
this took me a while (edit: longer than I imagined, wow), but was very fun. <3 in no particular order & did a lil wiki research for some.
@shirohyorin — Toshiro, definitely. that man would treasure you greatly, just like you deserve. and only you could fluster such a serious and put together man <3 make him swoon and fall. he admires how hardworking & talented you are.
@tojisfangs — ngl, Gojo. the thing is, he’s probably your soulmate and would—just fucking kidding sam i’m so sorry!!! Toji or Levi, it’s hard to decide. you’re easygoing and strong enough to make them wanna be better men for you. both of them would be incapable of denying you anything tbh. and you make them feel comfortable being soft <3
@ghostbeam — Dabi Dabi Dabi. honestly I don’t know who I’d be more jealous of in that relationship. you’d be that couple that makes people think “damn I think I want both of them”. you’d put him on soooo much good shit, he comes out a cultured man thanks to you. also, I think he’d love holding you idk why ahfjakf.
@gojobunny — lovely lovely Satoru. your other faves would love and adore you too, but Gojo would paint the sky red for you if you asked. he has the most fun when he’s with you, and aches whenever he’s away. all he wants is to take care of you just right, you’re his baby <3 if he could have it his way, you’d live with no worries except enjoying yourself. also he thinks you have great taste and is that big tall bf that keeps you safe at shows.
@thetempleofnyx — Yuuta or Itachi! they’d feel very comfortable around you and open up <3 and like they can talk to you about anything.
@saintchrollo — HONESTLY. I'm going to say Kuroro, but Shoko was a close second. he's on his knees rn for you, reciting all the poetry he knows in his mind. he's stealing abilities to shoot the sun because it was in your way once. your clothes wishlist essentially becomes a steal list for him. he's at the grocery store on a saturday night standing in the wine aisle looking for the perfect bottle for date night.
@gojos-undercut — what if I said Reigen, huh? Anyway, Gojo! you really understand him on a deep level, and he’d love that. you’d make him feel like he has a place to come home to, like someone is waiting just for him.
@99ves — you’re on & off ia but you’ll always get a mention <3. And it’s Suguru, obviously. Rei/Suguru would be my favorite couple. he’s head over heels in love with you, just absolutely worships the ground you walk on. that hot couple you see at shows.
@playboism — Atsumu! you can match each other's energy and also put him in his place if he gets all worked up. you're someone he'd want to impress, like. just desperate for your attention. so many people are vying him to merely look their way, but he’s only got eyes for you.
@salune — imagine I said someone else besides Gojo? IMAGINE. anyway, Satoru, of course. he’d be attracted to your kindness right away, and would trip over himself to try and make you laugh. just make a complete fool out himself, but he wouldn’t care as long as you smiled. you’re that couple that never makes anyone uncomfortable or feel left out <3 also you keep him in check, which he loves. you’re flicking his forehead for being mean to someone (utahime) but he’s just got heart eyes.
@saintgojo — Gojo or Iwaizumi! either one would be a very exctiting relationship and they’d adore you. but some angst has to be sprinkled in because that’s your brand <3 I just know your relationship would play out like a good movie or book.
@pretty-toru Gojo by default, but also Nanami. he’d appreciate your kindness and generosity, and you’d give him a reason to keep on going when things are tough.
@suget this one is hard...maybe...Geto? I know you're only just getting into him though? he'd find you so endearing, kind, and strong. you make him want to be a husband and settle down so bad. what he loves about you is that you can see the good and the bad in him, and still be there (as long as he treats you right). he’d never feel alone with you. always makes sure to call/text you every single morning and night, never wanting you to rise or sleep without knowing he’s thinking of you.
@suguruwrx — sharing is caring so, satosugu! they love taking care of you and making you smile. you’d fit perfectly with their dynamic.
@angry-geese — hard to choose between Choso or Gojo. I’m going with Choso! he would have amazing taste and it’s all thanks to you tbh. Yuuji knows all about you before you even meet him because Choso is that smitten with you.
@getosun — Utahime and Geto! Utahime gets so into astrology & tarot cards because of you & is always eager to get you into her own hobbies. Geto just likes listening to you talk about your interests, and while he doesn’t get into them, he likes knowing about it all. he gets very “you look so cute when you’re excited and talking about things you love”
@satosuguslut — ellie you don’t know how much i’m fighting my instincts to say satosugu, but I’m going with Eren. I don’t even go here, but I can tell you really understand him and he’d totally appreciate that about you. you see what everyone doesn’t in him, and he probably needs that? ngl though I think you’d be too cool for him, he’s lucky to have you. <3
@cyancherub — this was hard and either Kogami or Aki, but leaning towards Aki. you'd have him wrapped around your finger, as much as he'd hate to admit it. he tries to hide how much power you have over him, but you both know lmao.
@ambieux / @novaresque — satosugu! absolutely both for you, not just one or the other. you’d make things so fun for them, and be a chaotic and affectionate couple (or throuple). they’d love you so much and just fight all the time over your attention.
@mundane-shvn — shan, satosugu definitely for you. there’d be no angst with you <3 just three hot people.
@fvshguro — Tojiiiii. he’d find you so cute and funny, probably wants to cuddle up on you all the time. you make him feel all soft.
@yuujilove — who else but sweetheart Yuuji? you’re that couple that’s just so sweet and romantic it makes everyone jealous. he could be dead tired after a gym sesh, but will still stop by and pick up some food for you on the way home if you’re hungry.
@reapersbarge — Nanami, you’d definitely have a coworkers to lovers type story. you just get him when it comes to being an adult with a job, and he knows he doesn’t have to pretend anything with you.
@scummy-simp — Suguru Suguru Suguru. you’d bring out the best version of himself and he loves listening to everything you have to say. holding you and just talking is one of his favorite past times with you that he’d never have with anyone else <3 that’s your daddy heheheh
@peachsayshi — Sukuna! Peach, I mean true form Sukuna here. you’re his sweet little thing that he’d do anything for, no matter how terrible. humans feel less irritating when you’re around, he’s enamored <3
@mellifluous-dianthus — Nanami! you’re just an ideal partner for him! he admires your talent and creativity, and you two would have chill nights in where he reads while you draw. just comfortable silence he’d have with no one else.
@onidaki — Toji. you’re his girl that he’d do anything for. likes wrapping his arm over your shoulder and letting everyone know that you’re his and his alone. likes your sense of humor and you get to see his genuine smiles <3
@ryom3n — Sukuna! definition of big bad scary monster who’s gentle and doting for their partner only. he’d burn the world for you <3
@svgarslut — Toji. after reading your fic, I can picture no one else who’s perfect for you. you’ve got that big bad man sprung. wants to treat you right and make you his.
@vennilavee — Levi! you’d bring light and chaos into that tiny man’s life and he’d love you for it <3
@cutecrunch — Satoru! he adores every part of you and wants to keep you all to himself <3 he gets very “you’re so cute, I just wanna squeeze your head” about you. he’s also your biggest fan.
@saoney — sweet darling Honey, Satoru is the man for you. he’ll be whatever you want to be and is so enamored with your bubbly & sweet personality. loves you like he loves his favorite sweets.
@princessatoru — everyone’s shared beanpole, Gojo! he lives to spoil you with romantic gestures and whatever you desire! but nothing satisfies him more than making you laugh, even if it’s laughing at him.
@reinaphoria — Reiner, of course! he’d be so proud to have someone as kind and caring like you in his life and wants nothing more than to protect and take care of you <3 you remind him of sunlight peeking through a gloomy day.
@nahoyassss — Yuuta! he adores you and thinks about you every single day, multiple times a day. you make a picnic bitch out of that man, and he’s all about it. he’s got his gloomy expression or beating curses ass effortlessly all while thinking about the new park he wants to take you to <3 loves feeding you berries too. and always gives you his jacket if you get cold on your outings.
@tinami — Satoru or Aki. either one wouldn’t realize how much they crave being brought to their knees until they met you <3. you’d treat them so well, so they’d be (mostly) good boys just for you.
@kofic — big bad daddy Toji. you make him think that maybe he still has a chance to find some happiness and love, and wants to be more stable so you can lean on him too.
@multistan-247 — Hanma. he pursues you out of a need for the thrill of the chase, and but falls for you and stays by your side because you keep him sane and in check. you’d be the person he can’t live without!
@tsumooo — Touya! you understand all the good, bad, and ugly about him. the world feels less rotten when he has you!
@antheneis — so I wasn’t sure if you’re comfortable being added so lmk if you’re not! but for you? definitely Spike. he just thinks you’re the coolest and baddest girl in the universe, and feels like he’s got to keep up with you. very hot couple, like ridiculously hot. but also completely real and never bullshitting <3
@mid-night-blossoms (I just realized yours isn’t here anymore wth) — but definitely Satoru. you’d make him smile like no one else can, and his attempts to be a gentleman for you is always a failure, but he will always keep trying to be charming for you <3
#sorry if i forgot anyone :(#anon. you probably meant just a quick name and that's it#i'm incapable of keeping things simple
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