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penny-for-thots · 4 days

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[!] POSSESSIVE SUO. hcs. f!reader + yandere-ish and spicy-ish content?. he's ... yeah ; i promise its okay lmfao. i saw a togame one, so ofc i had to do my man. this is a lowk long hc list ...

hayato is the type to be extremely possessive of his friends, but he's so good at hiding it that no one can tell. if need be, he's ready to act like a snap of a finger, though more times than not, knowing his friends well enough, they have the situation under control.

hence, based on that, he's pretty (secretly) possessive over you pre-relationship. he's likely more so because you're a girl. not in a 'you're weaker,' way but more of 'i can't trust them around you' way.

hayato suo has a slick tongue.

he knows what to say, and when to say it. after all, the emotional intelligence he has is through the roof for someone of his age. at times it scares you how accurate his observations of you. often times, he notices things leagues before you do.

"you are aware that guy is flirting with you right?"

"unless you want the others to get a negative impression of you, i'd fix your expression."

"she's nervous, say something to help her relax."

specifically the first example, countlessly.

hayato suo is not a jealous person, after all, he's not dating you, how could he be jealous? though, there's something that pisses him off about those guys that approach you.

all of them were either sleazy or borderline misogynistic.

the first time you told him you were going on a date he almost burst a blood vessel.

it was at this point that suo realized he would have to do a bit more than the things he was doing to catch your attention: feigning injuries, "forgetting" his accessories around you, subtly purchasing things you enjoy, etc.

essentially, he was a boyfriend before he officially became one.

and even as you date, his shenanigans don't decrease. in fact, it increases. albeit, in a way you can't exactly point out.

instead of a dumb keychain or little figure he sometimes bought, he'd bring stuffed animals, necklaces, books, rings. the jewelry is always a matching set. he needs to let others know that the both of you are taken. you are a pretty girl, he has to stand his ground.

speaking of standing his ground, specifically in a fighting sense. he is always ready to through hands at someone for you.

someone is causing you anxiety? insults you? heaven forbid they assault you?

that time he had to be pulled away from mauling that dude? yeah ...

he'll through hands quickly if the disagreement can't be settled with words.

another way he proves being possessive, in a bot so subtle way, he'll leave small hickey's right where the line of your shirt sat. sure, they didn't show at the present moment, but you move the wrong way and anyone could see the way your lower neck and collarbone are littered in hickeys.

he's also a man to be alright with PDA. he's not too keen on too intimate activities, though small kisses and hand holding is his favorite thing to do.

(though he's not opposed to making out with you, biting and sucking on your bottom lip so when you go out it's kiss-swollen)

suo kisses the back of your hand and treats you like a princess while he's glaring at some poor unsuspecting man.

he's legitimately so happy to have you as a girlfriend. if they didn't know already, he's eager to introduce you, but if you wish to take it slow he will.

i mean he's also the type to ask you to cover his face in your lipstick via kisses.

having a possessive side to him, he loves seeing when yours decides to debut. he doesn't purposefully intend to make you jealous, but he couldn't exactly be rude.

he finds it cute when you have that huffy expression on your face, he'd annoy you as much as possible just to see a face like that.

adding on to material things he covers you in, he loves to see you in his clothes. the first time he saw you in one of his shirts, he almost lost it. instead of saying the ... things, he wanted to say, he decided to hug you from behind with a little tease about the situation, hoping you wouldn't feel something presses against your back.

i am severely sleep as it is 1:14 am, so in short, his possessiveness doesn't present in a way that you'd be able to point it out. others seem to point it out at times, but overall, he does normal boyfriend stuff but with ulterior methods of keeping you all to himself. he throughout enjoys your company and love, no one can take that away from him.

#⋆𐙚 ₊ jani writes.#wind breaker x reader #hayato suo x reader #suo x reader #suo hayato x reader #hayato suo #x female reader #female reader #fem reader

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obsessedwrhys · 15 days

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I would like to request being sickly sweet/mushy with ROTTMNT Leo- I'm talking always kissing, cuddling, holding hands, giggling, holding/carrying each other around and even using the most dramatic names (mostly to mess with the rest of the Hamato family- April included) ie. Calling each other shmoopie poo and stuff like that

LOVESICK!LEO DATING HEADCANONS

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ major fluff, lots of cheesy stuff, reader is fem!! (I love this ask sm)

To put it together, you both act like those highschool sweethearts.

One wouldn't be seen without the other, everyone just immediately sees you two as a pair that does everything together.

The dates would be so over the top too.

The most recent one would be when he prepared a dinner date on top of a musuem so you guys could enjoy the view. The place completely decorated with flowers and fairy lights.

Ya'll would definitely have matching things. It doesn't matter if it's a bracelet, necklace or onesie. You both just have the urge to have something that reminds you of the other person.

Which comes easily that you'd own something of his and him having something of yours.

Apparently he had given you his old bandana when he had gotten a new one. Instead of leaving it lying around to catch dust, you decided to use it as a ribbon for a hairtie. Trust that the first time he saw you with it, dude was levitating with heart eyes.

For him, you had gifted him a scarf. He was on cloud nine when he got it because it was entirely your scent. He would smell it every now and then or just wear it when you'd be busy with your daily tasks. It brings him comfort.

That's why everytime you visited after a long time, he'd completely shower you with cuddles and kisses. He doesn't really care if his family sees. Boy is just overjoyed to finally spend time with you again.

Even though his family are happy for him. They honestly wished he could tone it down a bit.

That's because he wouldn't even focus during patrols or missions because he'd just be talking about you. It drives his brothers nuts sometimes.

"Aw man! I forgot to tell (Y/N) goodnight!" Leo panicked.

"We're fighting off a huge squid monster and THATS your concern?!!" Donnie shouted while fending off one of the tentacles.

To be clear, the family doesn't hate you, they are actually welcoming towards you. It's just HIM they find annoying.

It got even worse when they overheard the petnames you both had for each other.

Ranging from petnames such as Booboo Bear to my little ketchup packet (???)

It's worst when he says them in a baby voice towards you.

"Here's your food! I got it all for my shnookums wookums" He'd say as he caresses your face.

Since he's so in love with you, he's willing to give you piggyback rides and carry you around the lair. He's so dramatic with it too.

"Make way!!! The queen is headed to the kitchen!!" He'd shout, making your grand entrance known to everyone nearby.

He has once pushed Donnie aside when he wouldn't move out of the way.

Also, Leo enjoys kissing you a lot. I'm just saying 🤷🏻‍♀️

His favourite spots to kiss you would be easily your cheeks. He finds them super cute that he wishes he would just leave his lips on there forever.

If you happen to have a mole on your face or anywhere on your body, he's kissing it, that's cause he sees it as a marking for him.

One thing I wanna say is that you two happen to have this weird habit of acting out scenes from any tv series you guys would watch together.

It catches the family off guard sometimes because you guys would just break into character out of nowhere.

Scenario ↴

"Pumpy-umpy-umpkin, could you pass me the salt?" You'd ask and Leo would suddenly turn to face you with a soft smirk.

"Oh my sugar-plum, here you go, just the way you love it" He'd say in a more dramatic voice as he hands it to you.

"Uh oh..."

"Oh, you know me so well. A little sprinkle of love… and salt" You'd say, sprinkling the salt into your soup.

"I always do sprinkle a little bit of extra salt in your life, you know... to keep things exciting" He winks at you which earns a disgusted groan out of his brother.

"Uuugggh!! C'mon!!!"

"Don't get carried away now cuppy-cake. I still want you to enjoy our lovely soup" You'd say, feeding him a spoonful that he drinks with a satisfied hum.

"It's perfect... just perfect. We must celebrate this!! To eternal love, salted and peppered!!" Leo would say, holding up his drink, pretending it was wine as he takes a huge gulp from it.

"You guys need help and I mean serious help" April said, pointing her spoon at both of you.

It's always fun to act it out (only for you two) because it would end with you and him bursting into laughter everytime.

Last thing I wanna add is that Leo definitely prepares the bed before you guys cuddle.

He always make sure everything is in place. The pillows, the blankets, some squishmallows, whatever it is that you need!!!

Honestly? He is 100% a loverboy.

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renardiererin · 11 months

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hey babes!! <3 what about friends with benefits with suna where we catch feelings first, but he falls harder??

you have spent countless nights up in your room, waiting for the pebbles to hit your window as a signal that rintarou suna would be coming up to your bedroom. countless nights with your hands in his hair, clothes littering the floor, hands anywhere they can grab, his head between your thighs, you on your knees between his legs, his dick down your throat, in between your tits, in your tight little pussy, in your hands, even in your ass a couple of times. countless nights spent up in your bedroom with the door locked and a strong hand belonging to a certain middle blocker covering your mouth to shut up his little screamer. he never had a problem being aggressive, he knows it makes your pretty eyes roll back when he hurts you a little. it's all consensual. he has no problem telling you filthy things about how "daddy loves his princess' cute little cunt," and how he "needs just one more" even after your pussy has been throbbing in pain for over five minutes. countless nights spent with him shoving his dick as far into your pussy as he possibly could, hand wrapped around your throat-- which occasionally travels up to your hair to yank you back from how you're bent over so you can be with your back flush to his chest-- and his dick pounding in and out of you. he'd kiss you by shoving his ridiculously long tongue down your throat, immediately putting his hands down your pants. it was hard to not fall captive to the way he'd kiss your cheeks and hold your hands- even if it was always in sexual contexts. damn near impossible to keep your feelings platonic, what with the way you passed each day with his initials on a necklace you never took off, with the way he always helped you clean up and gave you head rubs until you fell asleep, how he texted you good morning and good night each and every day; it was among the most difficult things in the world to not fall in love with rintarou. but it was just sex. barely even friends, just a good sexual compatibility holding your relationship together. he was never romantic in the way you longed for, never held you the way you so desired. it's the same every night. always aggressive, and to the point; always just sex. until tonight. he snuck into your bedroom around midnight, greeting you with a soft kiss on the cheek and a delicate: "hi, princess." he brought you flowers, preparing a vase for them without you asking. he had no reason to, other than that he "thought they'd brighten up your room." the domesticity in the way he held your hands the way you always wished he would, in the way he adjusted your lights to be just the way you liked, the way he gave you his favorite shirt to put on after; the simple domesticity of the whole night so far had your heart racing and your head in shambles. he'd walk over and sit beside you, rubbing little hearts into your inner thighs while he kissed you-- more sweetly than typically, as well. "rin, what are you doing?" now, rin's never been a shy person. he's as blunt as it gets. so why would this be any different? false assumption. the way his ears turned pink & his cheeks deepened their faint blush made your head fuzzy with the schoolgirlish daydreams swirling through your head. you could only hope he felt the same, after all this time.

"you know i'm not the kind of guy to get embarrassed. i'm not the typa person to keep secrets and hide feelings, so i just wanna be direct with you, pretty, is that okay?" a slight nod was all he needed to continue talking. "i really like you. really really really like you. more than i like jelly sticks and volleyball combined. i want you to be there at all of my games and be the first person i talk to about anything no matter how big or small-- even though you know with me, nothing's ever small," he winked to lighten the mood, but a small puff of air and a ghost smile was all you could muster in your shocked state. "please tell me this isn't one sided, because if it is that's gonna be really fuckin' embarrassing for me and i would have to stop fucking your tiny pussy which would be the death of me." his hand slid further up the inside of your thigh as he spoke, the pad of his thumb brushing against your clit through the pretty panties you'd put on for him. the pair you'd chosen were almost fully lace and way too thin for this type of torture. you lifted your hips up slightly off the mattress and grinded your clit further onto his thumb. "do ya love me, pretty? tell me ya love me, and i'll have to touch you without this flimsy fabric in my way."

"i love you rin, i really do."

"nah hun, i don't need ya doin' me any favors. s'okay if you don't."

"rinnie i swear i'm in love with you. i have been for almost a year now, please take them off."

"i'm in love with you too, sugar. i guess i can touch your pretty cunt for you. if you insist." aaaand then he'd crack the widest smile he could muster before flipping you onto your back and shoving three fingers in your little hole immediately as your ass hit the bed below you, with no warning or prep whatsoever. he'd silence your protests with a soft kiss and say, "that's just love, darlin'."

(could you tell i had a lot of thoughts about this?)

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wriothesleybear · 11 months

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AhH thank you so much for gifting us wriothesley content🐺🐺!!!! I really wish to see his drip marketing soon 😭🙏I cannot forget your idea of him being the big bad wolf with the little red Riding Hood fem reader ever since I saw u mention it--- it is it possible if you give us some more details on the idea? Did he want to eat her at first? Does he want to start a pack w her?? I have so many questionss

it makes me happy to know you like my headcanons🥹 same about the drip marketing. hoyoverse please give us something ! any crumbs will do😫 oh gosh i havent thought that much about the wriothesley x red riding hood! reader yet hmm but if i had to give some ideas:

headcanons below ~warning: a bit suggestive~

Pre-relationship headcanons:

the reader is this innocent little thing who is so sweet, kind, is good with animals and kids, and runs a bakery/cafe which is what caught Wriothesley's eye in the first place.

he had been at your shop before for some tea and knew you were the owner and you've seen him a few times in your shop, but you two had never really spoken.

in my headcanons, i see him as a gentleman so he's usually polite to anyone unless he knows you're a bad person/criminal

one day, he saved you from a couple of criminals who were bothering you. thats when you two finally spoke to one another. you were thanking him profusely for saving you. it would probably be too cute to him so he blushes a bit from how cute you are and gives you a slight smile saying its no big deal.

a few days pass and you find out where he works so you visit him to give him some homemade muffins as a thank you. this would cause the man to become more smitten with you.

even though I see him as not really being a sweets person, he'll eat your treats since you're the one who gave it to him. i mean, what kind of gentleman would he be if he let your treats go to waste.

after this, he would visit your shop more often just to see you and of course have some tea.

you guys would enjoy having conversations with one another and this would become a daily thing.

You would learn his order by heart, already having it ready when you knew he would show up soon. he would notice this and it would cause him to fall harder for you.

You guys would start off as friends of course but it would develop into something more as you got to know more about one another and spend more time together.

He would be the one to ask you out first and you say yes ofc. (he thought you looked so cute when you said yes and it made him happy !)

ofc it was an amazing first date ! he'd go a little bit all out. its your first date after all and its for you so he has to make a good impression ;)

Some relationship headcanons:

once this man falls for you, he falls hard (wolves mate for life)

always kisses your hand !!! he doesnt do that much pda except for that, a hand around your waist, a kiss on your head. he prefers more behind closed doors *wink wink*

When people see him showing affection towards you tho, they get shocked cuz those who don't know him think he's a bit of a scary dude based on his appearance and seeing him with an adorable, innocent s/o is surprising to them.

tea dates ofc

he's playful so playful bites/licks occur often and teases you

he loves hearing you laugh and smile. makes his heart race !

SOOO PROTECTIVE!

he has to protect his cute little innocent, kind darling, can you blame him🥺

he'd be like low-key possessive.

what i mean by that is by marking you. ofc with bite marks during your love making sessions but i could also see him gifting you a necklace with a crescent or symbol that symbolizes him.

it shows others that you're his and hands off!

or imagine its a little red hood that has his symbol on it and matches his cape ahhhh! that'd be so cute!

adding on to that, he's not really the jealous type because he knows you're his but when he sees you giving someone else more attention than him, he might get a little needy.

he just wants his little red riding hood to give him all of their attention and love

please play with his hair and give him scratchies

wouldn't be overly clingy but will hang around you a lot when he can like. like he has to be touching you in a way aka hugging you, you sitting on his lap, etc. or just having you near him while he works is enough

he's gotta make sure you are reminded daily that he loves you

he would be a little bit of a worry wart when he's not with you, always wondering if you were okay

HE IS DEVOTED TO YOU! he would do anything for you maybe even break the law for you👀 he is whipped

a family man

he would for sure want to have a family with you !

would probably want a big one (going off on the fact that wolf packs are usually around 6-10 members from what i read)

Sigewinne is already your guys' child. Its important for you two to get along and you do.

When he sees you two getting along, it makes him so happy !

his thoughts often lead to thinking about you two having a family of your own one day (sorta makes him feral🫣)

he would be the one to bring up the topic when the time is right.

if you said yes, he'd be happy and probably take you right there omg🤭

if you're not ready, he would be understanding, but if you're willing, you could always 'practice' until the time comes ;)

overall, 10/10 boyfriend

i hope i didn't ramble too much. maybe i'll make a series out of this. i hope this answers your questions anon. have a wonderful day!🥰❤️

#wriothesley #wriothesley headcanons #wriothesley x reader #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact x reader

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isoobie · 1 month

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LOVE ME BACK › lee heeseung social media au

007 no this isn’t okay

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today was the day. the day you had been waiting for, endlessly thinking about every night, it had finally come. your first ever date with heeseung.

never in a million years would you have thought that heeseung would ask you on a date, but now that he had, everything felt otherworldly and surreal to you.

in your head, you planned to come a couple minutes early, to mentally prepare yourself so you adjusted your dress, touched up your makeup or examined your face in the mirror while waiting for him.

“how much longer do i have to wai—”

“boo!”

you let out a high pitched scream at the voice behind you while heeseung was trying his best not laugh at you.

“did i scare you?”

“you fucking did.” although you were mad at him you couldn’t deny the fact that he looked extra good today.

his hair was the perfect balance of messy and neat while the sunlight kissed his cheeks capturing a golden hue to his face. he wore the simplest clothing but tied everything together with his bracelet and necklace.

obliviously, you found yourself lost in a trance of him before he tapped your shoulder,

“you good? come let’s go to the spot i chose.” looking at him, you wished you could frame his smile in your heart for an eternity.

the place he chose was perfect— it was right under a large tree which provided shade from the bright sun and wasn’t too secluded from the rest of the park nor over crowded with people.

admiring the area, you didn’t even realise that heeseung was setting up the blanket and the food he bought. unknowingly, he took his time and carefully laid everthing neatly on the ground just for your reaction.

"heeseung, you brought so much food!"

"haha .. it's not that much, i'm glad you like it though."

you noticed the fact that he shyly put one of his hands behind his neck when he answered you, it seemed habitual. you unconsciously giggled to yourself about how cute he was while mentally noting it down.

“let’s sit down and eat.”

both of you engaged in a quiet yet peaceful silence while asking each other a few questions here and there that by the end of it you had learnt so many new things about him which you would have never thought of.

the fact that he has an older brother who he plays basketball with, his favourite animal is a hamster because all his friends say he looks like one (according to you he does too), he lost three teeth at once when he was little because he was hit by a football and that he loves admiring nature and taking walks by himself.

time went by like minutes with him and you wanted this moment to last but you knew that the two of had to eventually part ways.

“i had a … great time.” his voice paused in the middle and he took his hand behind his ear, again. is he nervous because of you?

“me too! see you tomorrow heeseung.”

he waved one last time before turning so his back was in your view while you went home that day with the widest grin you’ve had in ages.

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beanghostprincess · 5 months

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Dropping some silly Shuggy content bc it's how I cope-

Shanks was found as a baby in a treasure chest. Buggy was semi-force-adopted off the streets at about 6/7. Roger really just went "Anyone gonna parent these kids" and was already signing pretend adoption papers furiously before anyone could so much as breathe.

The Roger crew tried to teach the boys school-like things, but Shanks HATED it while Buggy was just gobbling itt up like a dehydrated horse in a desert oasis.

Buggy LOVED reading (and still does in the present), but he has a soft spot for fantasy stories and fiction. He worries the others would make fun of him for it, but Shanks is Not Having That. He offers to be the one to ask for those books on the condition that Buggy read to him before bed. He acts put out and huffy about it, but Shanks can see him blushing every time he snuggles closer or asks a question.

Roger knows damn well about the truth bc he too sometimes joined story time. Buggy has that Performer Energy down to a SCIENCE.

It gets out eventually, and the crew tries to tease Buggy for it ((even though they didn't tease Shanks, and the redhead Will Remember That)). The guys ask if Buggy likes them bc he wants to be a princess, to which Shanks goes surprisingly nuclear, going on about how if Buggy was ANYONE'S princess, he'd be HIS because the princesses are smart, brave, strong and beautiful, and their knights need someone to be the brains and drive. Buggy is the brains and Shanks is his knight. Pirate princess and pirate knight!!

A few hours later, once he has successfully calmed Buggy down and Captain has punished everyone for bullying his kids, Shanks has the BRILLIANT idea of getting "married".

"Princesses can be flashy, but the warrior queen from the last book was SO COOL and I think you'd make a better queen than a princess because queens are SUPER SMART and lovely and strong and just like you!"

"You think so...?"

"Mmhm! So we just gotta make you a queen! How do princesses become queens?"

"Don't they get married?"

"Oh yeah! Then let's be married! That way you can be MY queen and I'll be YOUR king!"

They sneak into the treasury, looking for rings. There are none - at least, none that would fit. ((Shanks stole one for Buggy when they get bigger)). So they decide to do the next best thing!

They drag Roger onto the next island, make rings out of dandelions, have him officiate, and marry each other with flower rings so they're king and queen now. Then they make a wish on the dandelions.

They consider it their Real Marriage. It was officiated and everything, and they still refer to each other as Husbands ((or Wife when Buggy's feeling more femme)), and everyone is absolutely flabbergasted when it comes up in conversation.

Shanks lost his band when he gave his arm up for Luffy, but Buggy sent an 'anonymous' gift with a replacement. He wears it on a necklace now.

Buggy wears his ring on a necklace as well, or sewn into the inside of his hat or in a jewelry box he keeps under lock and key, depending on the day.

The breakup they had post-execution was smoothed over, they have an open marriage, and they still love one another in the sweetest, most cavity inducing way imaginable.

((PS, Luffy, once crowned King, mentions to Shanks that he was the closest he had to a dad. While Shanks I'd emotional, Luffy grins at Buggy and goes "so should I call you mom or dad?"))

Shooting me would've been less painful than reading this because now I am sobbing crying and shaking on the floor and I will never forget this. The whole concept about Buggy loving to read and Shanks doing it for him always makes me go insane, but the crew making fun of Buggy and Shanks protecting him without hesitating? Not even once? And telling him that they should get married? Okay. Wow. Okay. I need a second. Because this is just,,, So sweet. And Roger and Rayleigh would literally die when they told them about the idea. Like they would probably have a tiny heart attack from how cute these kids are. Rayleigh would probably go "Isn't it a bit too soon? Think about it first you idiots-" but Roger is already planning everything because his impulsive romantic ass can't wait for his kids to get married lmfao. Also, non-binary/genderfluid Buggy my beloved because me too, Buggy, me too.

#this is just so cute #buggy the clown #red haired shanks #shuggy #roger pirates #one piece

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itz-wanderer · 1 year

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Love Language Headcanons (Kiryu, Majima, Nishiki)

Kiryu Kazuma

- He’s the type to show his love by spending quality time with his s/o, just talking to each other and sharing how the day went for both of you or it doesn’t even have to be. Talking nonstop to each other, you can just cuddle up with him on the couch, watching movies, feeling each other’s warmth, that way he can learn more about you and have a deeper connection with you.

- He may not show it but he secretly wishes that when you are watching a scary movie, you would jump and bury your face in his arms making him feel like he is a strong dependable man, which of course he already was.

- He has a hard time complimenting you considering how he does not show his feelings but his cute efforts are what melts your heart. A strong, dangerous man trying to impress you with his clumsier side… What could be more adorable and impressive than that?

- No words to be spoken, it was a mutual understanding. Even though he’s a busy man, he tries to find time for you. Call or text you during the day. There’s no single day where he doesn’t think of you.

- He may not be good with words but he sure will show his affection through gifts which he gets recommended by Reina considering she was the only close female friend he had. Reina, being a woman who was always well-informed about all the current fashion and accessory affairs, made sure to help out poor Kiryu choose gifts for you!

Majima Goro

- Majima is the kind of person who would like surprising you more rather than gifting you things right away. He likes to do things when you least expect it and when it happens, it just leaves you blown away!

- He loves being a mystery and figuring him out is one hell of a task for you too. Maybe this was the thrill of being in love with a man like him? After all, who does not like a mysterious man who intensely loves you but does not show it all the way either.

- He will most likely be the silent one and will only respond back with a hug when you give it to him first. He knows you like holding hands when you walk but he wont straight away say it to you. He would just take all his stuff from the hand that is on your side and slightly cough, signaling “my hands are now empty and you could hold my hand if you want to”. You sure did find that hella cute and his unspoken offer was never refused.

- Even though he’s now an old man he always has that child-like kindred spirit in him which just glows up when you surprise him with food you had practiced. He surely would worry about the cuts on your fingers but he never let your efforts go to waste.

- As much as he loved loving and pampering you, he was genuinely glad that he had someone who reciprocated just as intensely as he did. He loved having his hair played with while he just sat on the floor and watched Tv while you massaged his head. You always found him asleep by the time you finished and you would just cuddle up to him sharing a blanket and doze the night away.

- He would often surprise you with Post-It notes with compliments written on them in all the places which he knows you would look at when you first wake up. This mostly happened when he needed to wake up early in the morning to go out to another town for work.

- He made sure that he tucked the blanket in properly just so you wouldn't catch a cold and leave a cup of coffee by the table along with an ugly selfie he took while you were asleep. This never failed to bring a smile to your face and all you could think to yourself was “what did i deserve such a charming man?”

Akira Nishikiyama

- He’s another person who prefers giving gifts to show his affection toward his s/o. Even if there’s no special occasion, he’ll still buy you gifts now and then, especially when he sees a nice necklace on display in some sweet jewelry store walking down the street. Just imagining how that necklace would beautifully wrap around your neck enhancing your beauty even more, it’s enough reason for him to instantly buy it for you.

- It’s shopping trip time! Since he has a great sense of fashion himself, he’ll help you out in choosing outfits which are gonna look perfectly pretty on you and his choice is never wrong so you can trust him. Unlike that one time when he selected a white suit for Kiryu. :”)

- While he likes giving gifts to his s/o, he’d prefer to have an s/o who’s always there for him, supporting him when he’s down and in his worst state. He needs someone who knows their way with words, tell him how much he means to you, how precious he is, that’ll remind him to stay strong no matter how hard his day can be.

- He is super affectionate to physical touch, he’d like to come home from his rough day, having to deal with all the other higher-ups by cuddling with you. When you kiss him every time before he goes to work, he’ll have that stupid smirk the whole day leaving Kiryu in confusion as to what good thing had just happened.

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Feel free to send requests! 💛

#yakuza #fanfics #kiryu kazuma #majima goro #majima goro x reader #kiryu kazuma x reader #akira nishikiyama #akira nishikiyama x reader #yakuza x reader #majima x reader #nishiki x reader #kiryu x reader #rgg #ryu ga gotoku #yakuza kiwami

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adoremexxs · 9 months

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OKOK this took me a lot of courage to request tbh since like idk it just seems embarrassing, anyways could you maybe do an Aizetsu x reader who looks very intimidating but is actually a big softie😔? Also I genuinely don’t mind if you don’t do this and ik you have a lot of requests now and with school coming up and etc so make sure to take some breaks 👿👿

it is not embarrassing! this idea is so cute! and thank you for being so considerate 😭 i start school in a few days and my life is usually busy so i’ll try to do all the requests i can. and i didn’t know if u wanted it modern, demon verse or whtv so i just chose modern if you don’t mind. i also rushed to do this bc i’m so busy.

Aizetsu was terrified of you when you first came to his class.

You were incredibly intimidating and you scared him!

He’s 6’4 and built and yet he is scared of you! It’s actually common for him to be scared of people. But you had him shaking in his boots.

Whenever you were assigned to sit next to HIM, oh boy. He was petrified and wanted to hide from you.

You sat down next to him. You didn’t really talk. You were shy, especially with going to a new school. Aizetsu had been fumbling with his necklaces and earrings, anything he could readjust and make himself look more presentable to you.

But you ended up talking to him because you guys had to be partners for a project.

Aizetsu realized that you were so terrifying sweet.

You always gave him praise.

“Good job, Aizetsu.” “Wow, you’re incredibly smart.” “You look amazing today, Aizetsu.” “Oh! You like bunnies? Me too. I wish I could see your pet bunny!” “Gosh, your eyes are gorgeous today.” “But then again, they already are gorgeous.”

What he didn’t realize is that you were flirting with him a bit. You realized that Aizetsu SUCKS at picking up hints.

Like you want to go out with him. He’s gorgeous. He’s quiet, gorgeous, tall, tan, blue eyes, his hair is GORGEOUS, everything about him is perfect. And you want him! And you get what you want!

You just had to plan it perfectly.

You started giving gifts to him. At first…Aizetsu thought you were trying to kill him or like bribe him into doing something for you…

He still thinks this whenever you give him gifts.

Then you started complimenting him. Now Aizetsu definitely thinks you are trying to bribe him. You’re way too intimidating to actually like him! Right?

You started to scare him even more though that’s not what you were trying to do.

Eventually you just gave him a note because your attempts sucked! And he refused to believe that you actually liked him he just couldn’t tell.

So you told him to meet you under the cherry blossom tree giving yandere simulator.

Aizetsu thought you were going to put him up. He legitimately had prepared himself to get beat up.

What he didn’t expect was you to shove flowers in his face. Aizetsu was incredibly surprised.

“U-Uhm…(Y/N)? What’s this?”

You were all shy now, fumbling with anything you could.

“Flowers…For you.”

Aizetsu was so surprised. He didn’t mean to accidentally shed a few tears but he did.

“Listen, I like you so much, Aizetsu. I tried to praise you, compliment you, give you gifts. I enjoy your presence and everything. I want to be with you. Show you how love feels. I know that you haven’t had a good life, I’ve heard from people. I want to make you feel loved and I want to spoil you with affection and anything you want. So please, Aizetsu, go out with me!”

Oh jeez. Your whole face was redder than Sekido’s eyes. You were flustered. Scared. Until Aizetsu hugged you so tightly, wetting your shoulder with his tears.

“Of course, (Y/N)! I’m so dense! I’m so sorry! I’m so so so so sorry!” He sobs into your shoulder, “Of course, I’ll go out with you!”

I think we all know what happened later.

You took him on a nice and romantic date! Duh! Karaku was so jealous!

#demon slayer #kny sekido #hantengu clones #urogi #demon slayer aizetsu #karaku #kny aizetsu #kny karaku #sekido #aizetsu #aizetsu x y/n #aizetsu demon slayer #aizetsu x you #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer x y/n #demon slayer hantengu #demon slayer fanfic #demon slayer hcs

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prince-kallisto · 8 months

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Dire Crowley Twisted Wonderland is in love with me fr - *gets dragged away to therapy with @snakevsnis*

Jokes aside I’ve been going down a Crowley merch rabbit hole, and I never actually saw all three of his Valentine’s Day messages until now \(//∇//)\ I put them in order by year, so 2021, 2022, and 2023. The 2021’s photo is unfortunately really hard to find, so thanks to @twstarchives for writing his message.

I’m adoring the implication of 2022 Crowley eating something that was NOT edible 🧎🧎🧎what in the world did we give to him that he mistook it for food?!? Is he truly like a crow in that he eats inedible things like garbage or carrion and can’t tell the difference in flavor? Σ(-᷅_-᷄๑) Not me trying to theorize from MERCH lmao (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵) It’s cute how he eats up our gifts in one sitting in both the 2022 and 2023 cards though! I like how he sounds more casual with us as time goes on 💞🐦‍⬛

Anyway, the 2022 merch came with this, frankly quite ugly, rubber charm thing? The colors are quite…interesting. The 2023 card came with this cute macaron mirror, and I don’t believe the 2021 card came with anything at all. Interesting how the macaron has these dot designs that resembles Malleus’s green fireflies- ha, I jest. It probably just represents his sequined suit jacket…probably

Moving on! I like using these photos a lot, so who could forget the iconic Crowley plushies 🤣🤣🤣they’re so goofy, I love it! I believe some of these were quite hard to come by, because he and the other staff members were regulated as prizes, but I’d appreciate a fact check! I wish I could have a Crowley plush…

He also has this QPosket figurine, which was advertised alongside Cater Diamond and Trey Clover. It’s cute, but wouldn’t it be cool if Crowley and the other characters had those super fancy figures with cool props?! Think like those beautiful Cardcaptor Sakura figures- with their canon body types too. Hmm it would be expensive for both sides haha but I’d love it…imagine a Crowley figure surrounded by blot lol

Then there’s a-

CHOCOLATE CROWLEY?!?

Despite the claims of it being a “chocolate egg,” I’m uncertain because some merch sites also say it’s a “toy”….I don’t want to be like Crowley and eat something that wasn’t edible LMAO. Do you think they molded his face under the mask?! 🤪🤪🤪 It must not be easy to sculpt just complex designs with chocolate…if I had this, I would want to preserve it forever but also take a bite out of his cheek 🫡

Edit: a commenter clarified that this is akin to a kinder surprise! -v-thanks @dlrecrowley !

Another Edit: Omg how coudl I forget these gorgeous necklaces!! Interesting how it was advertised alongside Grim 🤨🤨🤨 I’m surprised his eyes on the black mask weren’t a golden color, but his silver mask looks really pretty!

He unfortunately doesn’t have a lot of merch but-

NZNDNDNDJJXJXKSNSJDJNXNXNDNSSN WHAT?????? BDBXJXJJDHSHEDBF FEKKSKSSIJSBDBDHD

BXJXJDHDHDHSNASKIDXJHDDBBDHSHSBEBEABAHAHAHAHAHAHAXBHXHAHAAHAHAHAHAHS

THERE ARE CROWLEY RINGS?!?!?!? WITH HIS NAME ENGRAVED?!?!????!?!

I’m losing it but I’m trying to save face here, so…let’s just say if I don’t get proposed to with Crowley rings, I’m not accepting tbh 🫡

#twst merch #twst #twisted wonderland #twst dire Crowley #twst Crowley #dire Crowley #KallistoPost

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tomatoswup · 1 year

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Love, Vash

summary: one last letter to the love of his life

warnings/tags: angst, hurt no comfort, except for kuroneko comfort, yeaahhhh

pairing: vash x reader

A/N: oh yall gonna hate me for this one,,,,,,

Dear love,

I'm writing this letter as a goodbye.

Well, I already know you've said yours those few years ago but I couldn't accept it. How could I?

I could practically hear your voice scolding me for not feeling better even though you said to continue on without you.

Remember our little wooden house? After you passed, I had rebuilt it with a little help of a few friends! You'd be proud to see it with fresh paint and all!

Times are changing, and all this new stuff and tech is coming out I can barely catch up! Kinda wish that things were like the old days but change is good!

I remember you telling me that.

I still visit Meryl and Milly when I get the chance, and reminisce about back then. Their grandchildren are a handful though! The youngest great-grandchild kept pulling my hair as if it weren't spiky enough! But they're good kids :)

Well, after visiting them, I traveled all around No Man's, and on my little adventure, I found a cute black cat! I have decided to call them Valentinez!

Just kidding! I decided to call them Kuro, cute name ey?

I think you would've like it.

I got the chance to visit and leave flowers on Wolfwood's grave like we use to every year on his birthday. Even got him a pack of cigs to put next to the flowers! I think he'd like that alot..

I miss you.

I miss the little dances we use to do in the kitchen, I miss hearing your worries.

You always looked beautiful, no matter back when you were young, or when you would look down at your wrinkled hands.

You never ceased to take my breath away. Remember our last dance? Sure I had to help you get up from bed but I didn't care about that. Sorry I was still a bit too tall, and you knoww, you shrunk a bit but I leaned down just for ya!

Small steps and small breaths but you held on tight.

I don't think you realized how much it hurt though, it hurt so much. I wanted to dance with you forever.

I don't wanna be a plant, I should've passed with you. I wanted to leave this planet with you.

It hurt to watch you pass, that you took your final breath, and it pained me for so long I couldn't stay in the house alone.

Whenever the house was silent and empty, I left. I didn't care where, I had to just get away.

It took a while and I had alot to think about, but I got the courage to come back again. I neatly put your things away because I know you weren't a big fan of a messy home, but I kept some things you had untouched. Remember the necklace you left on your nightstand? I kept it there just how you left it.

The cat's been a big help with keeping me company, he's a trickster sure but it keeps me active!

I'm sorry I couldn't keep my promise and move on. But you never ceased to leave my mind.

I'm glad I had all of these beautiful memories with you in this little worn down house, on those adventures that I first met you on, and the 60 years we've spent together that went by like a blink of an eye.

But I'm going to go on my last adventure before I come back home.

Give me your strength to face my foes and continue in peace as I take my final steps towards the end of this chaos.

Love,

Vash

#vash x reader #trigun imagines #trigun #trigun headcanons #vash imagine #vash the stampede x reader #trigun stampede x reader #vash the stampede #trigun angst #vash the stampede angst #vash x reader angst #angst #no sugarcoating straight angst #sorry it was kinda shitty but a song came on and i had a moment gnrkwksjf #short and sweet🫶

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phenomenal1500 · 1 year

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~Princess Of England~

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A/N: This was requested by an anon on tumblr. Don't be too tough on me since I'm still experimenting with writing for Harald and I hope you loved it! ♥️

Summary: Harald meets the hidden princess of England as he visits Wessex, the woman clearly exceeding his expectations in more ways than one~

Timeline: Unimportant.

Pairing: Harald Sigurdsson x Princess!Reader Warning: Mentions of smut, none detailed smut.

For days Harald did not rest, nor did he take even a small break from rowing at sea with his men.

The waves were as big and dangerous as Jormungandr sharp teeth, the sky was as black as the dark and gloomy Helheim, but thankfully Thor's lighting crashed into the deep waters right in time to fight of Jormungandr and to make sure the Vikings could safely seek their way to England.

Not that any of it would matter to Harald, none of it could ever bring the man to a halt. The viking was far too enthusiastic to finally continue his search for a beautiful wife who he could have a son with to even think about stopping his journey.

Harald could still remember the sudden heartwarming feeling he felt in his heart when he arrived in Northern England after just 10 rough days at sea.

The feeling of hope.

Hope he could find himself another wife who he could share a son with.

It was always his dream to find a woman who was sweet, caring, but also bad ass, not to be messed with. Though it became harder and harder to do so. Most of the women in Norway who Harald had grown a liking towards had already been taken or preferred to be by themselves and so Harald's search continued. He wasn't a man to ever force a woman into marriage without her consent and so he decided to look further in other places such as England.

He and his men traveled around England and its beautiful kingdoms for two weeks in a row before finally coming to a stop in Winchester where Harald was offered a place to stay by a nobleman and his only daughter.

He had accepted it not knowing about the woman yet until he saw her come home that one night....

She was wearing a beautiful white gown that hugged her curves beautifully, her long glowing hair was pulled up into a braided bun with a few wavy strings framing her friendly face and her neck was wearing a necklace made out of pearls and silver.

She looked like royalty for sure.

"What is your name, Ketta?" [Female cat, kitten.] He had asked with a pretty thick accent, his body automatically standing up to approach and greet the gorgeous woman.

"Y/N Y/L/N." She looked him up and down for a second and looked at her father with secret admiration. "We're giving shelter to a Viking?"

"A Christian Norseman." He sternly replied to correct her and her lovely gaze returned to Harald who was smiling at her. He couldn't help it. She looked too cute.

"A Viking." He whispered back as he bowed his head, winking at her secretly so her father wouldn't notice it and it made her respond by giving him the sweetest smile he had ever seen anyone give him.

"What is your name?" She returned the question, but he was already too lost in his wandering thoughts.

Thoughts he would never say out loud.

Thoughts that were too sinful for a Christian to even hear about, but he wished they would come true nonetheless.

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"Harald~." Y/N moaned the man's name softly into his ear, her face nuzzling his neck while riding his cock at the speed she desired.

He could only imagine himself meeting her slow pace with delicious and perfect rolls of his hips deep inside of her. Give her everything she wanted and needed. Her hips already widened and her belly showing a small bump where their son was growing in, caressing it as they made love.

It would be a sight he so badly wished to see.

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"Sir?" She tried to get his attention.

"Harald Sigurdsson~." He answered as he tried to push the thoughts aside not to let it affect him too much and get him hard in front of her. He didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable and scare her away. "King Harald Sigurdsson." He corrected himself. "But keep that a secret for me, yes?"

"It's a pretty name, am I allowed to call you just Harald?" She played along, acting like she hadn't heard anything about the king part.

"Of course, Ketta." He smirked a bit, his mind thinking back to what his name would sound like if she moaned it to him.

"Let me show you around Winchester before dinner, Harald." She offered and held out her hand, feeling a warm comforting feeling in her body as he took and caressed it.

It was as if she already knew him and it made her feel safe.

"King Harald, are you still listening?" She pulled him out of his thoughts from the past few weeks as she gently tugged at his shirt.

"I am, Sæta." [Sweetie, cutie] Harald gave her a friendly bow, still holding onto her hand even after hours of the woman leading him around the quiet and pretty parts of Winchester.

"It gives me a warm feeling when you call me that." She blushed a little and watched her feet as they walked.

"You understand what I'm saying to you?" He gave her hand a soft squeeze and she looked up at him, nodding while staring into those handsome eyes. "How?"

"I'm not fully English." She explained, bringing the viking back to her home so they could sit in the fantasy-like garden her father owned and have some alone time together. The garden was a private place where no one was allowed to come but the owners so she felt like it was a perfect place to continue their conversation.

"You're a Viking?" He watched her closely and it suddenly clicked in his mind.

Her interest in him and his people.... her rare beauty.... the way she spoke and even understood certain Norse words....

She clearly wasn't a Christian free willingly.

"Partly, yes." She smiled proudly before it changed into a sad glare, staring into the horizon that was turning darker as the time passed. "But I was raised here because my mother, the queen, didn't allow me to go home with my father."

"You're a princess? Then why are you living with a nobleman in Wessex?"

"She was ashamed she was with child by an affair with a Viking at the time, so she hid me away and gave me to one of her personal guards to raise. Together he and I moved to Wessex to start a new life away from the throne."

"I'm sorry, princess." He rubbed the palm of her hand with his thumb, sighing.

He really felt strong feelings for her already, and he'd love to show her his life someday, but it was truly all up to her.

"It's okay, it's not as bad as it sounds. My 'father' doesn't forbid me from learning your language or about your gods, he prefers me to stay quiet about it however.... so no one suspects anything and will take me away from treason."

"You'd like to come with me back to Norway?" He closed the distance between them and stroked a piece of her hair out of her face, deciding to go for it and show her how he felt before it was too late.

"You.... You would take me with you?" She blushed and leaned into him, her arms wrapping around his neck slowly.

"If that's what you wish for, Ketta~." He licked his lips and she stared at him with sudden lust until she suddenly heard children laughing and running through the garden which made her back off.

"Children, what did I say about running through the garden like this?" She chuckled as they ran up to her with huge smiles and pouts.

"No running or we'll accidentally hurt ourselves." They replied in unison and she smiled, getting on her knees to be at their height.

"Good, so don't do it again, okay?" She ruffled a young boy's hair and handed them all an apple one by one. She knew it wasn't 'allowed' to take care of the orphans of the city when you had a high title, but she couldn't care less. They were children. They were hungry and they needed help. If she had her own home she would've probably taken them all in, but she sadly couldn't so this was the least thing she could do for them. Besides, there were enough apples growing on their trees anyway. A few missing wouldn't hurt. "Now go before the city guards see you children here. I don't want them hurting you."

"Yes, Y/N. Thank you!" The oldest girl hugged Y/N and brought the children safely back to the streets.

"You'd prefer to come with me as queen of Norway instead~?" He smiled, trying to keep his needs from taking over as he held her body close to his.

#smut #vikings valhalla #vikings #vikings imagine #harald sigurdsson #harald #harald hardrada #harald sigurdsson x reader #fluff

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xbabybajix · 1 year

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𝓥𝓪𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓮’𝓼 𝓓𝓪𝔂 𝔀/ 𝓣𝓸𝓴𝔂𝓸 𝓡𝓮𝓿 𝓑𝓸𝔂𝓼~

A/n: per requested from you lovelies, hope everyone has a great V-Day and even if you don’t have a valentine I’LL BE YOUR VALENTINE >:) along w these boys! Pt. 2 will be uploaded tmrw! (this is f!reader btw) hope yall enjoy & pls excuse the typos n all

Hanma isn’t one for celebrating big on holidays. Though he will make the exception if it’s with you. And if you’re really big on valentine’s, Hanma will make sure that you get whatever you want! He’ll make sure that the night you spend is an unforgettable one! So he kinda hints to you that you’ll be doing something together that day. But Hanma himself isn’t sure, he kinda just wings it tbh bc he’s a “spur” in the moment kinda guy. Hanma comes to your doorstep with cute little necklaces that have rings w/ engravings in it that are either super cheesy or an inside joke yall have. Hanma takes you for a ride on his motorcycle and you both end up at a secluded area that’s got a nice view of hills or a lake. But on the way over, he had placed rose petal trails which then leads to a small picnic with a tent bc he wants to camp there with you that night.

Baji. Baji. Baji. He isn’t one who LOVES v-day, but he does look forward to the way your eyes light up whenever you both pass by all the cute decor, flowers, cards etc at stores. Baji never fails to give you the world on v-day. Though he does it on any other day, but on the 14th he makes sure to remind you that he loves you immensely in his own way. Valentine’s Day with Baji consists of a breakfast date, with him handing you a bouquet of (whatever your favorite thing is) along with a little shadow box he made with little photos and trinkets of things you did together. Baji likes to shower you extra with compliments and will not hesitate to be your personal photographer that day bc you look so cute dressed up all for him. You guys both alternate with activities so in the afternoon, you’ll spoil Baji a bit and take him shopping for some clothes that he’s been wanting for a while. After, you’ll share an ice cream and feed him bc he lowkey loves it when you pamper him. Baji enjoys your company out all the things you can do for him, so taking him to the movies or maybe even a fight club?? When he receives your gift, which is a cd with an album cover of you two that contains a playlist of songs you both like he is swooning! The night would end with you both taking a night walk somewhere and just cuddling up on a bench and maybe having a nice makeout session and listening to the cd together >:) Baji loves being covered in your lipstick!

MIKEY loves valentine’s day because of all the snacks and treats that come with it. He isn’t one to love the aesthetic of it but he’ll be happy if it’s something that involves pastries. And that’s what it’s alllllll about lmao. Every year you mix it up and like to surprise him with foreign pastries but also will handmake him some because you want it to have some meaning to it. And Mikey is a sucker for it. Especially if it comes out wonky. It makes his heart swell because he knows that you worked super hard on it and he’ll devour it and leave no crumbs. “That was so delicious love! You should make these again some day!” Mikey is extra sweet on V-day and is very clingly and will snuggle you and smother you with kisses. “I just love you so much baby, you’re the cutest I wish I could keep you in my pocket forever.” Mikey also loves giving you cheesy love cards (like the meme formatted ones) and will leave some hidden around the house. Maybe like a couple weeks before the actual day he’ll find time and hide them and will act clueless about them. “Oh I wonder who put that there... seems he really wants you to be his valentine haha...” Mikey sees how hard you work on the pastries you make him and he decides to return the favor by making you something too. So he goes to those stores where he picks out a stuffed animal and customizes it in a way that reminds him of you. (The way you dress, accessories, etc) and will have a little recorded message inside that is him reminding you that he loves you a ton!

Chifuyu is always a nervous wreck the first week and a half of Feb. And that’s because he always tries to make this valentine’s better than the last. And he’s very keen on making each one extraordinary because he believes that his princess deserves the entire universe and all the good it has to offer. He’s so romantic, it makes Baji and Kazutora gag a little bit, but they’re always willing to help him with his endeavors. Chifuyu likes to gift you small meaningful gifts but also loves to go along with traditional gifts too. He will definitely gift you one of his hoodies that you love wearing and will spray it with cologne. He also will write you love letters about your first date, kiss, sex, etc. And he waits until you’re together to read it to you and it’s so cute because he’s literally shaking and sweating and stuttering bc it’s you and you’re looking all cute there just looking at him with heart eyes and he doesn’t know what to do with himself. Though after reassuring him with some kisses, Chifuyu is so happy to know that you loved every bit of his gifts. The day is spent with you going somewhere you haven’t been to and so yall decide to try rollerskating together! The entire time you’re both losing balance and falling over each other but it’s worth it because Chifuyu will always take the fall first so he’s your personal pillow <3 after you both start to get the hang of it, you’ll skate around while holding each others hands. Sometimes Chifuyu will glance at you and blush after realizing that you’ve been staring at his beautiful face first! Afterwards the night ends with you and him watching movies together with his mom because you both love her and want her to have a special valentines day too <3

#hanma x reader #baji x reader #mikey x reader #draken x reader #chifuyu x reader #ran x reader #sanzu x reader #wakasa x reader

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elcpsstuff · 10 months

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The Summer I Remembered You (C.F) (Part 11)

Secrets I have held in my heart, are harder to hide then I thought - Arctic Monkey

A/N: You guys will be REELING with these next few eps.

Synopsis: Yns birthday, Frankie comes to town, a chaotic house party is planned and the start of what happened between Yn and Conrad.

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Last Summer, Age 16

My birthday was my personal favorite part of the summer. It was in the middle of July and it wasn’t the end of the summer yet, it was right in the middle. Susannah always went full out for me and Belly but this was different, I was turning 16.

I walked downstairs to see everyone setting up for my birthday. I smile and once Susannah sees me her face lights up. “Yn!”

Everyone looks towards me and then immediately i’m engulfed with a hug by Belly and Steven.

“Guys! Put me down!” I yelp but everyone is just laughing. Steven lowers me and then Belly pulls me in for a side hug. Then Jeremiah comes up to me, “Happy birthday, yn! Not a baby anymore.”

“Jere, i’m 4 months younger than you.” I complain.

Once Laurel and Susannah wish me a happy birthday, I feel someone’s hands snake around my waist and pick me up. I smile at the action.

“Conrad! Stop!” I giggle but he doesn’t stop.

“Nope. Not today.”

Eventually he puts me on the ground and i’m brought into a real, front hug. He looks deep into my eyes, and for a second I thought he was going to kiss me.

“Happy birthday, yn.”

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Present Day:

“YN!” I’m smacked in the face with a pillow and I immediately groan. I stumble around in my bed and start smacking the hair to find the person.

“Stop!” I hear Belly’s voice and then laugh.

“What the hell Bells!”

Belly’s face shows no remorse, and then a cocky little smile appears on her face as she rips the covers off from me. “Get up, now.”

Belly leaves my room and I feel like crying. I wanna stay here forever and not face the music anymore. My heart still lingers back to when Conrad carried me up the stairs a couple of nights ago. That’s what I remember.

I straighten my hair out and then put on a green lace crop top with jean cutoffs. After putting on some jewelry, I headed downstairs.

Everyone was up and about getting things ready and when Jeremiah saw me, he screamed, “Yn! Happy Birthday!”

There were screams and I couldn’t do anything but laugh. I was turning 17, it wasn’t that special?

Conrad didn’t say anything and just ate his food. I didn’t even care anymore. I wasn’t gonna pay attention to him.

“So,” Steven begins, “When is Frankie coming?” I roll my eyes at his remark because if it wasn’t obvious, Steven thought Frankie was cute. They had hooked up once last year and even though it was weird, Frankie promised me it would never happen again.

“Steven is basically like my brother, and I guess sometimes you think your brothers cute?” She reasoned.

I nodded even though I was weirded out.

I’m snapped out of my thoughts when Belly nudges my shoulder, “Hope you don’t mind, but Taylor’s coming back up again for your birthday, and the Volleyball tournament this weekend.”

My eyes widen, “Frankie and Tay Tay in the same room? Wow.”

Their hatred stems back to Belly’s freshman year. We were sophomores and they both liked Steven. Frankie had hooked up with him and Taylor saw and her earth shattered because I knew she liked him. Loved him even.

Frankie didn’t. It wasn’t in her nature. Taylor loved him.

“Happy Birthday, sweet girl.” Susannah says cupping my cheeks for a split second.

I smile in her embrace because it was Susannah. She had been really sleepy this summer and when I asked Laurel she claimed it was summer.

I guess that was enough reason in itself.

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“Your gonna love mine.” Belly says while handing me a bag. When I pulled the things out, it showed this white dress with detail that could also be a romper. There was also a necklace inside.

“Bells! I’ve been wanting this for so long, how’d you save up for this?” She holds a hand to her heart, pretending to look offend.

“She’s right Bells, you don’t even have a job.” Steven chirps in.

“I have my ways.” She says through a smirk.

Steven then throws a Princeton shirt at me, the same thing he got Belly.

“Wow Steven, I love how diverse you’re gifts are.” I deadpan.

“Shut up! Your lucky I got you a present.”

“Okay, okay! From me.” Susannah says while handing me a little box. Inside was a wave necklace with little diamonds stuck to the wave. It was beautiful.

“Susannah.. this is amazing.”

“Just for you, my girl.” She says while kissing the top of my hair. Susannah was the light of all our lives, that was one thing that would never change.

Jeremiah got me a pair of earrings this girl he was talking to recommended, and I couldn’t help but laugh. Belly didn’t seem amused about the girl part.

“Conrad, give yn your present.” Susannah says while pointing to me.

Conrad doesn’t make eye contact with me and instead goes to stand up.

“I forgot.”

I thought he had already stooped low, but this was new.

It wasn’t that I wanted a gift from him, I wanted at least a “I remember your birthday.”

Even that was asking for too much.

Tears threatened to spill but I pushed them back while standing up, “It’s fine. I have to go— um.. yeah.” I rushed out of the room before the first tear fell.

Frankie was going to rip Conrad a new one. I wanted her to, she was good at that.

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“Boo, Bitch!” Frankie says as I open my arms to her. I went down to the pier for a little before coming back to the house and waiting for Frankie.

“Thank God your here.” I say in a whisper as we walk towards the kitchen. All eyes immediately turned on us.

“Hey, Frankie!” Jeremiah says while standing up and motions to grab Frankies bags, to which she accepts. I could see their little flirting notion happening already.

“Such a gentlemen, Jere. Cant believe you don’t talk about him more, yn.”

I felt my cheeks get red and so did Jeremiah’s.

Belly and Taylor come down the stairs and the tension was already rising. Steven was caught between the thread.

“Frankie.” Taylor says in a taunting voice.

“Taylor.. that’s funny yn didn’t say you would be here?” Frankie looks at me with a glare and all I can mouth is a sorry to her.

“Hey, let’s go in the pool.” Steven suggests.

Frankie turns her head to Steven and sends a small smirk, “Great idea, Stevie.”

I could feel Taylor stare at them.

So here we were in the pool minutes later. Me and Frankie were talking on one corner while Belly and Taylor talked on the other. Jere and Steven were making their way in.

“So, where’s Mr. Bad Boy?” Frankie whispers while looking around.

“Probably smoking.” I said through a shrug.

“That little bitch needs to be ripped around, i mean forgetting his bestfriend.. or.. whatever you are to find birthday?” She leans in close for this next part.

“Although, there’s no better gift he can give you then what he gave you for your 16th.”

That’s when I splashed her uncontrollably because people were starting to look and that’s when I saw a Conrad. His hair was in his face and my heart fluttered because that was always my weakness.

“Conrad, you gonna join us?” Steven says as we all slowly gravitate towards the middle of the pool.

“I don’t know, maybe.”

“Come on Conrad, not even one swim?” Frankie speaks up. She said it in a menacing way. Gotta love it. Or hate it because he didn’t look amused and instead took his shirt off while getting in.

Damn.

“Stop staring.” Frankie whispers in my ear and I smack her shoulder.

“Hey, how about round two of chicken from Belly’s birthday?” Taylor suggests. I knew she and Frankie would just fight over Steven’s shoulders.

“I’ll sit this one out. After all it’s yns birthday so you go.” Belly says while making her way to the end of the pool.

Conrad and I caught glimpses at each other. We always used to be chicken partners. Belly watches us interact with our eyes when Frankie rushes over to Steven.

“Steven—”

“You suck at chicken, Taylor?” He looks at Taylor with wide eyes and she smiles while sloshing over him quickly. Frankie looks at me and mouths “sorry” before making her way over to Jeremiah.

I shake my head because Conrad’s looking at me, “You don’t have to—”

“Yeah we don’t. He says while swimming to the other side.

Wow. What the fuck.

Anger was laced in his words, and I wanted to sob.

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“We need to go to a party tonight.” Frankie said raiding the kitchen.

“There’s nothing I know of” Jeremiah says through a sigh.

Susannah’s dinners were always great but this year I wanted something more. My birthday was a shit show last year, a lot of things happening that led to today. Maybe that’s why Conrad was so pissy.

A smirk comes up on Belly’s face as she leans on the counter, “What if we.. I don’t know, threw a party?”

I look at Belly, eyes wide, “The moms—”

“They’re going to a book party after dinner, figured we wanted to do something with each other.” Steven butts in.

It was a crazy idea, it really was, but why not? I’ve already made so many shut decisions, what was one more?

“Okay. We need alcohol.”

Conrad just stares at all of us like we’re crazy.

“4 people go the store, not me.” Steven yells.

“I’ll stay back.” Frankie says.

“Same.” Another remark from Taylor.

So i guess it was me, Belly, Conrad, and Jeremiah going to the store. How great.

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“Okay, so how do we do this?” Jere asks us all as we pull up to the gas station.

“Easy, I have a fake ID.” Conrad says while holding it between his two fingers. Me and Belly give him a glance before I roll my eyes at him.

“What? What’s so funny yn?” Conrad looks at me in a taunting matter and all i could do is shrug him off. He’s so crazy. Crazy, Crazy, Crazy.

“What if jumper remembers that fight you guys had at the gas station?” Jere adds.

“At least he remembers things.” I mutter thinking about Conrad this morning. To my surprise a frown surrounds Conrad’s face as he opens the door.

Just like we thought, Conrad’s ID didn’t work. I smirked at the thought of being right. Sweet victory.

Belly groans, “Leave it to me, Connie.”

Connie.

Conrad just smiled as she got out the car, and in an act of obvious jealousy, Jeremiah followed her. It was just me and Conrad in the car. The boy who will always drive me crazy.

A sigh fell from his lips which only intensified my anger towards him. What does he have to sigh for? He forgot my birthday and makes me the problem?

“What are you thinking about?” I say in a mocking manner.

“Yn, grow up.”

“God, you really are the worst.” I say while pulling my legs to my chest. I can’t look at him because I don’t see the worst, I see the best.

Minutes later, Jeremiah and Belly came out with beers and slushees in their hands.

“No fucking way.” I say as Conrad just sits there in shock. I open the car door and Belly’s smirk is written on her face.

“How the fuck did you—”

“Easy, we just talked to them.” Belly shrugs and Jeremiah puts a arm around her shoulder. Belly smiled and that’s when I noticed it.

Had they hooked up or something?

“Okay, we’ll um— me and Conrad can load this.” I say awkwardly and Conrad nods his head. Jeremiah then comes up from behind me and puts a slushee in front of me.

“I know how much you like ‘em’”

“Is it—”

“Blue raspberry mixed with cherry? Of course yn. Nights and days on the boardwalks? I remember these things. ” He says while looking at Conrad. Damn.

Conrads face drops before continuing to load the car.

Jeremiah and Belly go to help Jumper with more things while I watch Conrad load the car. I got the feeling he didn’t want my help. It was silent, too silent and the air was thick. Conrad played with his hair and that’s when I knew he was getting ready to say something.

“I thought that was our thing.” He mumbles, probably hoping I wouldn’t hear. But I did. The confusion on my face then turned to a small smirk.

“What are you talking about?”

“You know.. like that.” He says, pointing to the slushy and then looking away. He was so nervous, and it was really hard in these moments not to love him. Everything about him. I didn’t say anything though.

Jealousy was beneath Conrad’s voice as he spoke, “Since when did you and Jeremiah do stuff together.”

“I don’t know, your not the only one who did stuff with me, Conrad. You don’t own me.”

I go to walk away but he pulls at my wrist and looks at me pleadingly.

“No, that’s— that’s not what I meant. Forget it, i’m sorry okay?” His fingertips danced along mine and I couldn’t even look him in the eye. He pulled his hand up to my jaw and I began to lean into his touch. It was all I wanted. Him to be there for me, so why couldn’t he?

Why couldn’t we make it work?

“Uh, sorry if i’m interrupting something.”

I push Conrad off of me and turn to see Belly and Jeremiah staring at us, eyes wide.

“Oh— um, no.. you weren’t.” I stutter my words and Conrad’s face has that guilty look. A face I had seen many times.

“Okay, then let’s go.” Belly says coldly.

Fuck.

Before I can walk away to try and explain, I’m pulled back once again to see Conrad with a smirk on his face.

While shutting the trunk, he says, “Your wrong, actually. I am the only one who did stuff with you.” He gives me a little stare before heading to the drivers seat.

My cheeks burned and my body felt like it was on fire. Had he just said those words? We’re they real.

He still thought about it, I should’ve gone with my gut.

This was gonna be a long fucking night.

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A/N: I’ve been pre working on this one so It’s out earlier!! Y’all were half way through this series I’m sooo sad. Biggg drama next chapter 🙏🏻

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*＊✿❀ Bewitched ❀✿＊*

Premise: Prince Keisuke was known to be a troublesome lad, often bringing problems to the queen herself. In an attempt to tame the wild prince, the queen calls for a powerful witch to aid him with his cause, hoping to put an end to this quest sooner. What she didn't count on was love being what he needed most.

Word Count: 2598

Chapter 3: A baby tiger and a dirty rat

The dungeons of the castle weren’t the worst around, while they had to sleep on the ground over some hay, like animals, they had three warm meals a day, medical care and a safe place to sleep in.

However, Hanemiya Kazutora was not sharing this bedding arrangements with his Valhalla mates, no, he had an actual room, a bed, his own in suite bathroom, and his meals weren’t as simple as the ones served to the rest of the prisioners. Yes, he was being guarded, by no other than Draken himself, but it was a comfortable cage to say the least.

Kazutora was also being treated, his mind was disturbed, there was no doubt of that. Resentment, trauma, dependency, among others, clouded his judgement.

While the rest of Valhalla were being used as puppets and required a magic infused brain wash, Kazutora was a different case. He was in need of much more than a simple reversal spell, he needed time, compassion, someone who could be understanding of his circumstances and his needs, he needed a true friend, love, care.

Being in charge of counterattacking the dark magic within the rest, you were also tasked with Kazutora’s care. He wasn’t as responsive as you thought he would be and his awareness of the situation was all over the place. But on his good days, Kazutora was like every other boy his age, bright, kind, fun to be around, cute even.

“(Y/N) can we go over that spell again? The one that calms me down when I’m jittery?” Kazutora was sitting on the floor while you were on a comfy lounge chair in his designated room. Draken would not leave your side when you were there, the prince’s direct orders, so it was a safe controlled environment for both of you.

“Why? Are you feeling jittery again?” sitting down besides him on the floor you held his hand. “Not really, though, when you’re not around, sometimes I do…” his eyes were a bit more alive these days, he responded well to the gentle treatment you were providing, though more time was required for him to be deemed stable.

“You hold the stone I gave you, the one on your necklace, close your eyes and think of something soft. That will help you calm down.” he just nodded quietly as if lost in thought, “Last time I was thinking of sheep, then pillows, but it didn’t work. Until your face came to mind, then the stone glowed.” Draken almost choked on his own spit, the prince would get his head for this, even if it’s Kazutora the one saying it.

“You think my face is soft?” your cute giggles made him smile and he shook his head, “While I think it probably is, soft…I’ve never touched it before so I wouldn’t know. But I think it worked because everything feels softer, safer, when you’re around.”

His words made your tender eyes glow, he was very sensitive to change and the fact that he had finally accepted you to this degree made you feel overjoyed. “Then think of me when you feel jittery, just remember to hold the stone. And if that doesn’t work, just call for me, I’ll be here right away.” he felt safe, you made him feel safe, made him want to move past this cloud of darkness.

“(Y/N), I think, um, I mean, the prince wishes to see you in his chambers.” that was a lie, a big fat lie at that, but Draken had to intervene, for Kazutora’s sake, even if he himself wouldn’t see it that way.

“Really?” the way your eyes lit up with joy at the mention of Keisuke made Kazutora turn back on his dark aura, while you didn’t notice, Draken did, and a bad feeling crept into his gut.

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Kazutora had been getting a nightly visitor for the past few days, though not Draken, nor Mickey, noticed this in their rounds, Kisaki’s magic was strong, undetectable if he wanted to, and while the seed of light you’ve been planting inside Kazutora has been flourishing, the one of darkness fed by Kisaki had roots in his heart.

His words were pure poison.

He wanted Mikey on his side, why? Kazutora didn’t even comprehend his reasoning, but he wanted him too, he wanted him far away from this castle, far from all those ‘friends’ of his that don’t value him as much as they should.

According to Kisaki, once the Baji dynasty had been driven to extinction, Mikey would understand that Valhalla was his true home, Kazutora would be his front man, his best and only friend, all he needed. While Kisaki would grant their safety and wellbeing in a new kingdom made of the best of the best, made through blood and sweat.

Mikey should be king, not Baji.

Devotion will be rewarded, that’s a constant thought in that head of his.

Kisaki would come every night and feed him hatred, new plans, new ideals, “This world will be better without Baji in it…you know that, don’t you?”

A world without Baji…not only would he get Mikey back…but…the sight of your sparkly eyes at the mention of his name came to mind, the stone around his neck turning dark as the memories of their childhood friendship turned to dust. “Yeah…I know…”

And so, tactics were shared, the very next day, the dynasty would fall, a new era will begin.

His best friend and the woman he’s been harboring feelings for would be released from this man’s authority, they’d be able to do what they want, go wherever they want to, choose who they wanted to be with, a perfect plan.

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While you managed to assure the queen that the rest of the Valhalla members were being used as puppets by dark magic, Kisaki and Hanma were not, and a highly paid reward was offered for their heads, she wanted both of their heads hanging from their main plaza, adorning the view with gruesome death as a reminder of the consequences of taunting the royal family.

You were summoned and instructed to track them both down as best as you could. Since you’ve never actually seen Hanma, tracking him was not possible, Kisaki however was a different story. A bit of a trail of his dark magic remained on your dress from the day of your encounter and you managed to store it safely in a vile before it went away.

Though his magic was reacting positively at the first try, something you didn’t expect whatsoever. That meant he was close, closer than any of you would have imagined.

“Kazutora…”

Running to his chambers you found Draken knocked to the ground, yet somewhat unharmed.

“A sleeping spell…” your voice nothing but a whisper as you confirm his state. Not bothering to wake him up, you ran inside his room just to see Kisaki on his bed instead.

“You filthy rat, what are you doing here? Where’s Kazutora? Did you do something to him? I swear I’ll break you in half if you did-“

“Breathe, will you? Jeeze woman, he’s fine. He’s more than fine actually, pretty energized. Some say he even glows now, the glow of a man in love…” his snickers were terrifying. “Did you know, my lovely? A man in love is a dangerous one…”

Draken was starting to wake up, his hand reached your ankle. The way he was looking at you answered all your questions, “The prince!”

When you arrived at the prince’s chambers they were locked from the inside, you knocked and yelled after him but nothing could be heard except glass breaking. Without wasting another second, a blast fell upon the door, allowing you to break through it gasping in horror at the view.

Kazutora was on top of Keisuke, a knife to his neck, he had been clearly stabbed in a few other places already, making it a bloody heartwrenching scene.

“Kazutora…please…let the knife down….” he was huffing with rage, his face red and swollen, he appeared to have been crying at some point, clear pain and confusion written all over his face, yet your little voice made his hand tremble, his lost eyes looking up at you. “That’s it, put it down. Come here, lets go for a walk. I baked some of those lavender cookies you like so much.” like a little love sick puppy, he threw the knife down and headed over to hug you, “Cookies? For me? Did you bake them just for me?” the crazed look in his eyes was still there, he was shaking and looked extremely anxious.

“All for you, of course!” resting your forehead on his, he thought you were being your usual loving self, yet you were actually using a sleeping spell on him and he didn’t fail to notice. “(Y/N)…? Why…?” the look of hurt in his eyes broke your heart in half but you had to get him out of this mess in your own way. “Just take a little nap, sweetie. We’ll eat the cookies once you wake up, ok?” he just nodded and you enveloped him in one of your safety bubbles, away from Kisaki, away from all this mess.

“My prince!!” Keisuke wasn’t able to get up from the floor, yet he was looking at you with a soft smile on his face, “Thank you…you…you could have killed him with your power…yet…you’re always so kind…and…precious…” blood was coming out of his mouth and tears began pouring from your eyes at this sight.

“Keisuke please stop talking, I will get you fixed up ok? Don’t you worry, you’ll be fine…you’ll be just fine…trust me ok?…you’ll be just fine…” you just couldn’t stop talking, while you had healing powers, he did look pretty wounded, you’ve never been this scared in your entire life.

He grabbed your face with all the strength he could muster, making you look at him while stroking your cheek, a trail of blood staining your beautiful face as he did so. “Yes…I will be fine…I have all I need right here…” he smiled up at you, regardless of the amount of pain he was currently in, instead of being scared of death itself, he was just worried for how anxious you looked.

Without his words you were lost, something you came to realize as of late. While you were his hope, his reason to move on as king, to take care of their legacy; to you he was your anchor to reality, the only person who saw the world in a similar way as you did, the thought of loosing him was devastating.

His words made you snap out of it, harboring as much magic from within your very soul to heal all his wounds. While the external ones healed quickly, the internal damage had been large and he would still need to wait a while to see a full recovery, yet his life was not endangered any longer.

“Keisuke…!” your tears were soaking his face as you held him close to your chest, like a child hugging their teddy bear and crying for some extra milk. A scene that warmed the prince’s heart to an almost burning level.

“Awww you guys are so cute, why don’t you kiss? chuuuuuuuuu~” Kisaki was mocking the both of you laying against the doorframe while making kissy faces in a sarcastic way.

Your anger was visible, even your hair was now coming to life as you glared at the dark wizard. With one of your hands, you placed Keisuke inside of another bubble, sending him over to where Kazutora was.

“You piece of trash….you dare going into the prince’s chambers with that disgusting toxic aura of yours? You must really not like living…” Keisuke was beyond impressed by your powerful display, and a little turned on regardless of his wounds, anger suited you quite nicely.

“What are you going to do me, princess? Kiss me to death? Hit me with bubbles?” his mocking tone and snickers were driving you mad beyond words, he must pay for what his done.

“What did you do to Kazutora? He was doing so well…what spell did you put him under, you rat?”

“I did no such thing, lovely. He just wants competition out of the picture you see? He wants some kissing too from the bubble princess~ I just happened to remove that stone of yours from his neck, that’s all.”

“Huh…you did?” the little smile on your face threw Kisaki off, why were you even smiling? “Yeah, it was easy, you should lock your amulets against dark magic if you want to keep me at bay…”

“Oh but I don’t need to, it seems~”

“Huh?”

“He came to me you see~ Without my stone, he came to me, threw your filthy knife down and came into my arms. He doesn’t need it anymore.” the veins popping out from Kisaki’s forehead made you realize he wasn’t aware of this, “Someone told me once, men in love are quite dangerous. They mustn't be trust worthy for evil plans I guess~” your giggles were the most annoying thing in the world for the wizard, yet he knew he was outnumbered, Mikey was behind him along with the rest of the army and knights, while you, the legendary witch of the forest was right in front of him.

“Would you rather have your headless body feed to the dogs or be turned into a cute little harmless hamster, Kisaki Tetta?”

“Will the hamster get to sleep on your chest at night? Because that doesn’t sound as bad…”

“Nu-uh, the hamster will also be fed to the dogs~” Mikey was behind him within seconds, a mighty kick on his face made him collide against a wall. “Do your thing (Y/N), I’ll make him pay.” without another word, a containment spell was placed on Kisaki to avoid him using his magic, a powerful one at that just in case. While you really wanted to turn him into a critter and torture him for days, Mikey would be better fit for said job and the queen did want his head on a plate…

“You’ll never win…you hear me? Mikey will be mine, the kingdom entirely will be ours. We will be invisible, we will be-“ with another kick, one from the right side from Mikey and one from the left one from Draken, Kisaki fell limp on the floor, and quickly taken out onto the dungeon cave, far from the palace and guarded not only by the elite army, but by ancient spells against dark magic.

“(Y/N) can I come down? I think I need to lay down…”

“Of course my prince!” bringing his bubble down to his bed you made sure he was as comfortable as he could be. “I’ll go call the royal doctor, then brew you a potion ok? I’ll make sure it doesn’t taste bad. You just focus in recovering and-“ he stopped your rambling with a soft kiss to your lips.

The night was far from over in the Baji castle.

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Fool Me Twice

Steven Grant X f!Reader

Part 10 of 28 in the February Fluff and Fuck 2023 Challenge

Day 10 Prompt - Second Chances

Summary: You are a tour guide, and he's a gift shoppist. Steven Grant stood you up on your first date. Now it's Valentine's Day, and he has come back after being gone for three days. You may find it within yourself to forgive him, but what happens when you discover the reason he stood you up in the first place?

Tags/Warnings: SFW, violence, canon divergence, second chances, mentions of Marc but no Marc appearance, Steven's a little pathetic (ofc), cute, fluffy, this is my first time writing moon knight canon stuff so please be gentle

Word Count: 3.5k

“Does anyone have any questions?” You asked, looking around at the kids in front of you. You wished you hadn’t noticed the one picking his nose and immediately felt your stomach turn.

It was a hit or miss whether or not kids would ask questions. This crowd seemed like they would rather be anywhere else than there at that moment, but when you started directing them to the gift shop, they lost their minds and started running for the door. Everyone loved the gift shop. You sighed when you followed them inside, looking to your left and seeing that Steven, the guy who worked the register, was ringing up a customer.

He hadn’t been to work since asking you out a few days ago. You remembered it clearly.

He was sitting in the employee room eating what looked like a vegan burrito. You were having your lunch at the table across from him. The two of you were chatting about common inconsistencies in the marketing department and how he tried to tell Donna they’d messed up the posters for the event the museum was having later that week.

“I’ve tried telling her that you should at least get to cover tours when other people are sick or something. Like per diem. You know so much.” You’d said, taking a bite of your food. “I mean, you know more than I do about some things.”

“Yeah well, she doesn’t seem to like the thought. Can’t even get my name right, ‘course she can’t get a poster right.” The two of you chuckled.

“You’re funny.” You said, feeling the heat rising to your cheeks.

“Erm, thank you.” He blushed, “I…I’m sure you know about that new restaurant on High street?”

“Yeah, the vegan place?” You took a swig of your water bottle.

“Yeah, that’s the one. I’ve been meanin’ to check it out.” He was shifting uncomfortably. You had a feeling you knew where this was going so you thought you’d help him get there.

“Oh I would love to go there, I just don’t like going places alone.” You looked at him in a way that you hoped urged him to invite you out.

“Yeah, I don’t either.” The awkward silence had you internally groaning.

One of the things you liked about Steven was how shy he could be. Not all the time, you’d seen him when he was intrigued about something, or when he’d stand up for himself to Donna. He wasn’t a pushover. When it came to something like dates though, and asking you out, he seemed to get anxious, like all the confidence fell from his body. You found it adorable.

“Steven…” You touched your fingertips to his on the table.

His lips parted slightly, “what?”

You smiled, “I said, I don’t like going places alone.”

You watched him suck in a breath and a smile played over his lips. He had such a nice smile, it was bright and had a way of making butterflies go crazy in your stomach. He wrapped his hand around your fingers and rubbed them with his thumb softly.

“Would you…” He was speaking slowly, as if doing so would allow him to retract the words if he got too nervous mid sentence, “would you like to come with me to dinner tomorrow night?”

Dinner was supposed to be three nights ago. Three nights ago you stood in front of your mirror adjusting your breasts in the tight black dress you’d picked out. You wore a complementary necklace and touched up your makeup quickly. You looked down at your phone.

Steven: I’m still surprised that you said yes. I’ll be there at 7 :)

You: I practically BEGGED you to ask me haha. See you in a bit.

Steven: :D

You’d never thought about Steven using emojis, but you found it endearing. It was 6:30pm when you left your house, and 6:55pm when you got to the restaurant. Steven wasn’t there yet, but you’d assumed he would be right along. You got a table and ordered a drink while you waited. Steven had been late to the gift shop a few times, but you were genuinely surprised when 7:10pm hit and he didn’t show. You’d thought he would be too excited to miss out on a date with you. You looked at your phone again.

You: Guess traffic must be giving you trouble?

You waited some more, sipping at your drink. By the time you were finished, and the server had come to your table asking if you were ready to order something for the third time, you checked your phone again…nothing, and it was 7:25pm.

You: I don’t want to sound rude, but are you standing me up?

You: It’s just almost been 30 minutes and I thought you were excited…

7:40

You: I never really thought you were the type, Steven. It’s too bad, truly.

You ordered a meal to-go. You hoped that by the time your box of food came out that he would’ve come through the door, but he never did. That night, you went home alone, toed off your shoes, crawled into bed, and cried for a bit before finally drifting off. Steven always seemed like such a nice guy, so when someone like him turned out to be a jerk, you wondered if there was even any point in dating.

Now it was Tuesday, Valentine’s Day, and the man who stood you up was smiling away, friendly as always. You couldn’t understand how he could be so chipper after what he’d done. Didn’t he know that he’d see you at some point and he would have to answer for what he did? Didn’t he know that he’d have to face you again?

There it was, the stupid face that lit up every time he saw you. The face that melted your insides with hot molten lava every time you saw it. He looked so damn happy to see you, like he hadn’t skipped a beat. You gulped, letting out the breath you didn’t realize you were holding.

“Hey…!” He said your name from across the gift shop.

You turned your head away and walked off, and Steven stood there, feeling a pit forming in his gut as his lips curled back downward. What had he done now? When he’d seen you yesterday at lunch, you’d touched his hand and practically asked him out yourself. It didn’t make sense, now you looked at him with so much disdain, he wondered if he should even approach you. Weren’t you still looking forward to that date with him tonight?

He waited until later to talk to you.

“Hey…” He said your name softly in the employee lounge later that day at lunch.

You let out a heavy sigh, “hey.”

You didn’t want to talk to him, but there he was, not letting you get out of it easily.

“You seem upset, was it Greg? That guy is always…” He stopped. He could tell by your expression that it was, in fact, not Greg that had you upset. “What is it?”

“You’re really going to come in here and act like nothing happened?” You scoffed, shaking your head. “You know I expect this from some of the dead beat losers out there but I really thought you were better than them, Steven.” You got up from the table.

“Wha-what do you mean?” His face was distraught. “I haven’t even…we haven’t even been out yet. Aren’t we still on for the vegan place?”

Your jaw dropped, “yeah…we were on for the vegan place…three nights ago.”

Steven’s mind went blank and the panic set it. It happened again. He had lost track of time, and this time he’d missed out on a date with you. Marc must’ve taken over. He ran his hands through his hair. He and Marc had talked about this, he couldn’t just do that without warning, unless something big had happened, and he wasn’t telling Steven about it.

His palms started sweating while he was trying to think about what to say to get you to forgive him, but instead he felt his eyes welling. He couldn’t very well tell you so early on that he was an alter for a man with dissociative identity disorder who also happened to be the Moon Knight for the Egyptian God Khonshu. He couldn’t tell you that Marc Spector had taken over the body that they shared and in doing so Steven had lost track of days while Marc, no doubt, rescued someone, or several someones. Hell, Marc might’ve even saved the world. What was most troubling, was that he hadn’t said a word to Steven.

You saw this, his defeated expression, and realized that something was very wrong.

“You…you never showed up. I sat there until eight.” You explained with a softer tone now.

He wasn’t even looking at you. His hand was over his mouth and he was looking down at the ground.

“You’re sure it’s not still Saturday?” He asked.

“Yep, sat there for an hour, got a drink and had the black bean burrito to go.” You pressed your lips together.

Steven had to think about how he was going to make this up to you, right now. You were standing there with your arms crossed over your chest, and though your expression was softening, it was clear that you were still irritated. If Marc had messed this up for him, he was going to be upset.

“Can I take you out tonight? I know it’s a longshot, but…I really didn’t stand you up on purpose. I have a…sleepwalking problem.” He was desperate, brows turned up and knitted together pathetically.

He reminded you of a dog begging for treats, not a man asking for a second chance. You’d never heard of a sleepwalking problem that made someone lose days of their life, but you sensed he was being genuine. You groaned and rolled your eyes. You had a soft spot for him, and you figured that if he really did try to stand you up, he wouldn’t be asking for a second shot.

“I don’t know what it is about you, but…yeah, yeah sure.” You dropped your arms and grabbed your lanyard from the table before replacing it on your neck.

You watched Steven’s entire body sigh with relief, “oh thank goodness, I won’t make you regret it.”

You started to walk out of the employee lounge, “yeah, we’ll see.” You said.

Part of your agreeing to let him make it up to you was purely out of your own feelings toward the gift shop clerk. You’d always liked going to the gift shop at the end of the tours, mostly because you got to see the cute and quirky guy ringing up customers and passing glances at you from across the stuffed Taweret plushies. He always had this look on his face when he saw you walk in, as if he were standing dormant until you came into view. As soon as you were in his vicinity, he came to life, color went back to his cheeks, and his smile formed.

The truth was that he had fallen for you the second he first laid eyes on you. You were new there, just starting your first day as a tour guide, and he happened to be walking in while you were explaining the symbols on a stone tablet. He saw you as he was walking by on his way to the lockers, and he thought you were the most beautiful person he’d ever laid eyes on. Your confidence, your brilliant smile, everything about you took his breath away.

“Hi.” You said, noticing the awkward man standing there, staring at you.

He jumped, “oh, hi, sorry I was just erm…heading to the lockers.”

He scurried off, and you shook your head before returning to the tour. You thought he was a weirdo at first, but over time he went out of his way to converse with you more and more. It started with little compliments in the lounge. He’d say things like…

“You really know a lot. Sometimes I think the tour guides don’t really know anything, they just learn a script but you…you’re brilliant.”

And,

“Wow, today you really had those kids hangin’ on to your every word. You’re a brilliant storyteller.” He said.

Then he started doing other things like, if you mentioned liking the way his lunch looked, he would bring in a second helping the next time so you could try it. There was even one day where you didn’t show up for work because you had a cold and when you came in the next day you found a “get well soon” card in your locker along with a basket that had tea and other sick supplies to help you feel better. These things were the reason that you said yes to a second chance. These things are the reason that you were standing in front of your mirror again after work, in that little black dress you’d worn just a few nights ago.

This time, before you left, you sent him a text.

You: Are we still on?

His lack of response was worrying, but you went anyway. Once again, you arrived at 6:55pm, and once again, Steven wasn’t around. He has five more minutes, you reminded yourself, five more minutes.

You walked inside and got yourself a table and a drink. Your palms were sweating and you started to feel like an idiot when 7:05 rolled around. You let out a heavy sigh. You weren’t going to do this again. When the server came back you ordered another meal to go. Steven had one shot to get this right, and he blew it.

If only you could see him though, frantically running down the street as though his life depended on it, and to him it did. Losing you would cripple him, losing you would be one of the worst failures of his life, so he had to get there. He looked at his watch, 7:07pm. He cursed under his breath as he closed in on the restaurant. Surely you were fuming. Surely you were already gone, but you weren’t. You were sitting there, he could see you through the window in a beautiful dress that fit your body perfectly. He could also see your slumped figure, clearly upset by his absence. He wasted no more time rushing through the door to see you.

Steven’s hair was stuck to his forehead. He looked like he’d run the entire way there. He sat down and held a finger up to you, trying desperately to catch his breath. The server came back to the table.

“Can we maybe get a water please and some napkins?” You smiled. “Oh, and please put in my order for here, to go with his order when he gets himself sorted.”

“I’ll just have whatever you’re having.” He managed to choke out.

The server nodded in understanding and disappeared behind a set of double doors. You crossed your arms over your chest and leaned back, waiting for him to catch his breath. It took him a minute, and when the server came back with napkins and water, Steven gulped down the entire glass and set it down on the table a little too harshly. He gasped and pointed to the glass.

“More…please.”

The server complied and then stepped away quickly. The restaurant was a little busy for Valentine’s Day, so you were sure he had other things to do instead of sitting there filling Steven’s glass endlessly. You laced your fingers together and rested your arms on the table. Finally, Steven was able to talk to you.

“I am so sorry, I was trying to leave and I had…I had an episode and…and…” He shook his head, eyes landing on the glass of the window.

You saw him make a face at the window, the same face a mother would make when trying to tell her child to shush without making a scene.

“Steven.” You said coldly. His head snapped to face you. “What is going on? I know I’ve only known you for a couple of months but…that’s long enough to know that you haven’t been acting yourself lately.”

“I’m not even so sure I know, love.” He said, looking pathetically at the flower in his hand. He’d squeezed the life out of it and it held no petals. “Got this for you, but I guess that’s a mess now too, innit?”

You were, truth be told, just glad he’d actually shown up. You thought for sure you were going to be spending Valentine’s Day alone when the clock rolled by and he hadn’t arrived, but then he ran through the door. Whatever his reason for being late, you were willing to forgive it, even if you shouldn’t. If he was any other guy, you would’ve told him to hit the road, but it was Steven, and he was different.

When you reached out your hand and touched Steven’s fingers, he could’ve fallen into tears. Not only did a woman like you say yes to a date with him, but you’d agreed to a second date after he bailed on the first one, and you were still there when he was late to said second date. He didn’t deserve you, he didn’t deserve you at all, but he was grateful for you to the moon and back.

“The least you can do is tell me why you were late, yeah?” You asked, sipping your drink.

“Darling, you wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” He said.

“Try me.” You leaned back in your seat.

The truth was that Steven was secretly grateful for the well timed attack that took place right by the restaurant the two of you were sat in. He was racking his brain trying to figure out ways to tell you that he was the Moon Knight. How could he tell you that there were two others in his head, and that was why he’d been missing for three days? How could he tell you that there was a colossal and skeletal bird that gave him his power? The only way would be to show you.

A woman outside screamed and you jumped, looking through the window. It was dark, but you could see her running by the light of the streetlamps. You couldn’t see what she was running from though, and wondered if she might be insane.

“Stay here.” Steven said, jumping out of his seat.

“Steven, what are you-”

“Stay inside.” He ordered.

Steven being demanding was out of character for him. You’d never heard him talk quite like that to anyone, and especially not you. He held out his arms and you watched in awe as his entire outfit changed before your very eyes. The new fit was sharp, stark white, and actually looked quite remarkable on his body. His beautiful face was hidden with a mask now, and his eyes were glowing like the stars.

“Steven?” You asked, looking at him in complete shock.

“That’s me, love. I’ve gotta go save the town now, but you just stay in here, yeah?”

He left without waiting for your response, and you were just standing there, completely dumbfounded. He had told you to stay put, but of course after he left you had to follow, at least to the curb. You saw him, fighting what looked like an extraordinarily strong man. This was it. This explained everything. Why he always looked like he hadn’t slept in days, why he went missing sometimes, and why he stood you up on Friday night. He was a superhero, like the Avengers. You’d been fortunate to never see any of these types of things in person, yet here you were, witnessing it first hand.

“That’s the girl!” You heard someone yell behind you.

You turned, seeing two men walking toward you quickly. You thought for sure they couldn’t be coming after you, but they were. Damn the heels you’d decided to wear. If not for the clumsy shoes that made you look a little taller and dressier, you might’ve been able to fight, or get away. Instead you stumbled, falling to your hands and knees with a gasp.

One of them grabbed one arm, and the other grabbed your shoulder.

“No! Get off of me!” You yelled, trying to pull away unsuccessfully. “S-Steven!” You screamed.

The last thing you saw was Steven turning to face you, and then it all went dark.

To be continued… (not sure when tho, but it will be continued after Feb is over)

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