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doumadono · 9 months

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I am your annoying lil friend, so I also jump in yet another time with yet another request... but since we are celebrating… LET'S DO THIS!

❛ missed my touch that much, did you? ❜ in form of a little fic with...

Kiribaku x fem!reader :3 bc why not!

I can just imagine our poor reader missing her two Pros while they are away on a mission or something like this. After coming back, they have to make up for time they were away :3

A sultry greeting - Bakugo x Kirishima x Reader

Warnings: oral (m receiving), unprotected & rough p in v, dirty talking, Bakugo & Kirishima are aged up 21+, f!reader, bukkake, dom!Bakugo, boys kissing at the end Synopsis: after a long mission, Kirishima and Bakugo return home, ready to make up for their absence to you A/N: kocham cię mocno! I hope you'll enjoy ♥

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You stood at the window, gazing at the starlit sky, your thoughts consumed by the absence of Kirishima and Bakugo. They had been away on a critical mission for the past few weeks, leaving you to miss their touch and presence dearly. Every night felt colder without them, and you longed for the warmth of their embrace.

One evening, your heart skipped a beat as you heard the familiar sound of footsteps approaching the front door. Rushing down the stairs, you flung open the door and saw Kirishima and Bakugo standing there. Their smiles widened upon seeing you, and before you could say anything, Kirishima swept you into a tight hug, lifting you off your feet.

"Long time no see, princess," he greeted you with a tender kiss placed to your cheek.

"Kiri!" you giggled loudly and looked above his shoulder at Bakugo who was leaning casually against the wall, smirking. Your heart swelled with happiness. You didn't realize how much you had missed them until that moment.

After getting inside your shared apartment and having a first decent meal in a while, they told you about their adventures and the challenges they faced on the mission. You listened attentively, feeling a mix of pride and worry for their well-being. As the night went on, the conversation turned lighter, filled with laughter and teasing.

Finally, after the dishes were done, you found yourselves alone in the living room.

Kirishima and Bakugo exchanged a knowing glance, and then Kirishima took your hand, leading you to the couch. The atmosphere became charged with affection and desire.

"Let us make up for the time we were away," Kirishima said softly, brushing his lips against your temple.

A faint "yes" escaped your parted lips. As your fingers firmly gripped the collar of Kirishima's shirt, you drew him nearer, and with intense passion, your lips met in a fiery kiss. Your tongue eagerly explored the space between his parted lips, igniting a fervent connection between you both.

"Hey! You've got some nerve, being all cuddly and sweet with the fucking Red Riot, ignoring me while I'm here, too," Bakugo growled, raising an eyebrow as he crossed his arms, approching the couch.

You laughed, knowing he was just needy. "You know I missed both of you equally, Katsuki. You're just as cuddly when you want to be."

His cheeks reddened slightly, but he didn't let his guard down. "Don't get any weird ideas, idiot. I'm not that soft."

Kirishima chuckled. "Come on, man, you are a little mushy at times."

Bakugo scowled at him. "Tch, whatever. I just missed her, that's all."

You leaned closer to him, smirking as you reached out and took his calloused hand in your palm. "Missed me and my touch that much, did you?"

He grumbled, trying to hide his smirk. "Shut up. It's not like I needed it or anything, dumbass."

But his actions spoke louder than his words. He took a seat on your left side and found every opportunity to steal kisses from you, his touch becoming more affectionate and possessive. Bakugo sometimes was yanking you out of Kirishima's arms, just to hold you a little longer in his strong arms.

Soon, you found yourself sitting on Bakugo's lap, leaning comfortably against his broad chest as he lovingly wrapped his arms around your waist. A low, affectionate growl escaped his throat, and you could feel his longing for you as he gently humped against you. Responding to his yearning, you pressed back into him and tilted your head, inviting the flurry of tender kisses that trailed along your neck, eliciting a soft moan from you.

With each open-mouthed kiss, Katsuki's hands caressed your body, hidden under the delicate fabric of your silky nightdress. One hand found its place on your breast, while the other gently gripped your chin, tilting your head back so you could gaze up at him. Bakugo leaned down and pressed his lips against yours. You instinctively parted your lips, allowing his tongue to take control of yours. His hand released its grip on your chin and joined his other hand in rubbing your breasts. As your nipples hardened and pressed against the fabric of your nightdress, his fingers immediately found them and tightened around them.

Kirishima sat right beside Bakugo, closely observing the scene while palming himself through his dark cargo pants that already grew too tight. "I'm here too, princess," he reminded as ne of his hands stealthily slipped beneath your nightgown and moved up your thigh. Kirishima chuckled abruptly, amused by the discovery that you weren't wearing any underwear as hi calloused index finger circled your clit lazily. "Oh, you little naughty shit."

Bakugo wasted no time in lifting the back hem of your nightdress, revealing your alluring ass that never failed to catch eyes. "You're such a naughty slut indeed, going without panties," he remarked while unzipping his pants. "Now, get rid of this tatter and on your knees."

As a compliant and dutiful girl, you adhered to Bakugo's order and gracefully vacated his lap. Positioning yourself before the couch, you began to undress sensually, swaying your hips in sync with the rhythm resonating in your mind, aiming to be as seductive as it was possible. As your nightdress cascaded to the floor, you gracefully sank to your knees.

Bakugo exchanged a glance with Kirishima, prompting them to stand up together. Subsequently, Kirishima proceeded to remove his shirt, and Bakugo followed suit. Soon, they shed their pants and boxers as well. Both men possessed impressive physiques, boasting well-built, toned arms and legs, accompanied by a sets of defined six-pack abs.

However, what truly captured your focus were their cocks. While they weren't fully erect, their impressiveness was still undeniable. You blushed.

"Oh, look, Kacchan," Kirishima mused, "our doll is blushing! Isn't she the cutest little girl?"

Bakugo nodded, running his tongue along his lower lip. "Indeed, she's an adorable fucking pet. I've trained her, after all, ha!"

You took their cocks in your palms and started pumping them. Soon, you leaned to Kirishima and slowly swirled your tongue around the head of his cock.

Kirishima let out a low growl, quietly uttering a string of curses to himself.

You continued to massage the head of his cock with your tongue, and moved your hands down to his balls and fondled them while stroking Katsuki's shaft with your other hand. Soon yet you let go of Kacchan's cock to take proper care of Kirishima. You could feel Kirishima's cock start to slowly harden in your hand and it only encouraged you to take on more. As you took the tip into your mouth, you let out a low moan at the taste of his salty precum. It sent a shot of heat straight to your core as you continued to lavish him in your mouth.

Bakugo firmly grasped a handful of your hair, pulling your head back. "Tch, remember, there are two of us," he growled sharply.

You instantly wrapped your lips around Katsuki's tip and slid your mouth further down the throbbing shaft, your lips stretching as your hand shifted down to the base of his cock and slowly pumped it. As you bobbed your head up and down, your spit began trailing down his cock. You came up for air and used both of your hands to jerk his cock quickly, making sure the whole length was coated in your saliva before diving back in and bobbing your head vigorously.

In the meantime, Kirishima slowly caressed his shaft with his hand, grunting, slipping his other hand in your hair, massaging your scalp.

"Fuck yeah, dumbass, sucking my fucking cock so good," Katsuki growled, slowly bucking his hips to facefuck you. He kept both hands on the back of your head, groaning each time he felt his cock press up against the back of your throat. Each time you gagged and moaned, he felt his self-control slipping even more. "Fuck yeah, cunt. That's it. Fuuuck!"

With a loud "pop" sound, you removed Bakugo from your mouth and shifted your focus to Kirishima. As you looked up at the red-haired man with your most innocent doe-eyes, you gracefully moved your head back and forth along his thick, already throbbing shaft.

"Yeah, such a good girl, just like that, keep doing those stuff with your sweet mouth," Eijiro growled, his eyes never left your beautiful face. He tightened his hold on your hair as you dug your nails into his thighs and forced your mouth forward, taking his full length in and holding your mouth down, gagging yourself. The feeling of your throat gripping his shaft and your lips kissing the base of his cock had his eyes rolling a little. "Fuck! M'gonna fucking cum!"

After a few seconds of this, you pulled back and sat on your knees, panting, appreciating your handiwork as you eagerly stroked Kirishima and Bakugo's cocks, smirking at them.

"Enjoying yourself, huh?!" Bakugo growled lowly and caught yur elbow, yanking you efortlessly up.He positioned you on the couch, on all fours, with your ass sticking up in the air as you rested your head on your arms that were gripping the back of the couch. He firmly gripped your hips and directed his rock-hard cock towards your dripping entrance, then eased into you with one powerful thrust. "Fuck you, bitch! So fucking tight!"

You gripped the back of the couch hard as Katsuki's cock pressed deeper into your needy cunt until his entire length was inside of you. He rapidly pulled back until just the tip was inside, then rammed it back into you, making you cry out his name. "Fuck, Katsuki!"

"Address me properly!" Bakugo snarled, smacking your ass hard enough to leave a handprint on the plush flesh.

"AH!" You moaned loudly. "S-sorry, Mr Dynamight!"

"That's fucking better, dumbass," Bakugo growled lowly, delivering few more smacks to your ass.

Eijiro positioned himself on his knees before you, his hands gently holding your hair as he moved closer, trusting himself into your mouth, which you willingly opened for him. As he pressed against your lips, your body inadvertently nudged back against Bakugo, leading to both of you emitting low grunts of surprise. "My good doll," Kirishima praised.

In response, Bakugo firmly grasped your wrists and pinned your arms behind your back, maintaining a raw, primal rhythm as he fucked you, shoving you forward on Kirishima's cock with each of his powerful thrusts.

Kirishima was letting loose all his pent up lust on your mouth, stroking your chin as he was slowly thrusting back and forth. "My good, little doll, just like that, suck daddy's cock like a good girl you are. That's it princess. Fuck you take us both so well. You're such a good girl."

You could tell they were getting closer. Their thrusts were growing erratic and their cocks felt like they were trying to pierce your insides.

As you attempted to speak, Eijiro withdrew himself from your mouth, asking, "What's on your mind, princess?"

"I want you both to cum on my face, pretty please?" After looking at Kirishima, you looked above your shoulder at Bakugo, making the most innocent eyes.

Bakugo let out a furious roar, but he still managed to nod as he withdrew his cock out of your abused cunt. "Switch, I want her mouth now," he commanded, casting a gaze at Kirishima.

Swiftly switching positions, you found yourself being taken from behind by Eijiro, while your mouth remained occupied by Katsuki's shaft.

"Oh my goodness, she's so tight!" Kirishima exclaimed cheerfully, gently rubbing your hips where Bakugo's touch had left some bruises earlier.

"Of course she fucking is, you idiot! We trained her diligently, after all!" Bakugo exclaimed, thrusting viciously into your mouth, gagging you with his throbbing length; the tip of his cock kissed the back of your throat with every thrust, making your eyes rolling back.

Bakugo, sensing he was approaching his peak, intensified his thrusts, gripping your head firmly. "Take it, take it, fucking cunt," he growled, relishing the sight of your teary eyes and saliva dripping down your chin.

You exerted maximum effort to pump your hand up and down on Katsuki's cock while sucking him off while trying to maintain your balance amidst the forceful thrusts delivered by Eijiro.

"Fuck, I'll fucking cum!" Kirishima reached around you and circled your clit with his index finger. "But I want you to cum on my cock first, princess, I know you can."

Kirishima's words triggered your orgasm, causing your insides to tighten around his shaft and your juices covered him in extreme wetness and slickness.

Both Kirishima and Bakugo withdrew.

You were nudged by Bakugo and managed to find find balance and kneel on your knees as the pair of men stood on both sides of you. You immediately reached out and started stroking their cocks furiously, using your juices and saliva as a lubricant to easily work their throbbing dicks. "Mm, yeah, suck Red Riot's cock, dumbass. Taste yourself on him, slut," ordered Bakugo.

"Yes, Mr Dynamight," you said before leaning over and engulfing Kirishima's cock between your lips, quickly bobbing your head up and down on him while using your hand to stroke whatever wasn't in your eager mouth.

"Holy shit!" Eijiro howled in pleasure as he gripped your hair. "She's about to make me fucking cum!"

Then, your focus shifted to Katsuki, and you teased his throbbing shaft with your mouth, swirling your tongue around his tip until he got all riled up.

"That's it, bitch, suck my cock, suck it. Fuck, nngh!" Katsuki snarled, his head rolled back. "Fuck!!!! Cumming, cumming!!!"

The first rope of cum shot out and splattered across your face, followed by another that smacked you in the cheek and another that landed in your mouth as you sat there holding it wide open for Katsuki. His cum quickly sputtered out and you took the head between your swollen lips, sucking out what was left.

Just when you had finished enjoying your treat, your head was yanked away by your hair and you were forcibly turned to face Eijiro, who held his cock over your flushed face and stroked it as he came on you, groaning the whole time. Unlike Bakugo's load, which shot out in a couple of large spurts but died out pretty quick, Kirishima's cum came out in multiple, short bursts that painted your face. He used his hold on you to move your head around, making sure he got some of his cum on every inch of it. "Fuck, holy fucking shit!"

Suddenly, Bakugo firmly grasped Kirishima's chin, drawing him into a passionate and intense kiss. The kiss was electric, fueled by a combination of desire, and genuine affection. Their lips met with urgency, their breaths mingling as they explored each other with fervor. It was a passionate dance of tongues and lips, a display of raw emotion and connection. The intensity of the moment left them both breathless. Eijiro moaned in the heated kiss offered by Katsuki.

When Kirishima was done cumming, he released your head and you sat back on the floor, your back against the couch. Unable to contain your immense joy, you let a huge smile spread across your face, completely content with how your night had unfolded.

The two men collapsed onto the couch, each sitting on one side of you, and the trio panted heavily, still catching their breaths.

Kirishima rolled his head back, finding support against the back of the couch. "Damn, I'm so damn exhausted."

Bakugo let out a frustrated sigh and rolled his eyes. "Tch! Quit complaining like that, pussy boy. The night's still young, and we were gone for so long. We've got to make up for it now, you fucking idiot."

Kirishima let out a dark chuckle. "Yeah, I get it, I get it. Take it easy, man. So, how about another round?"

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squigglewigglewoo · 7 months

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Hello~

Wondering if I may request something like what you wrote for Chuuya and Dazai but with Fyodor 👉🏻👈🏻

Feel free to ignore🫣

sure thing! can't promise how well it'll be, I don't know the most about fyodors character, I hope you're happy with this, though!

(✧) warnings: lowercase writing, sexual content, virginity loss, fyodors probably his own warning tbh, maybe a hint of manipulation? degradation, pet names (dorogoy, lyubov), possessiveness and possible obsession. probably ooc bc I don't know the characters behavior all to well. MDNI 18+, NSFW below the cut!

(✦) summary: what's it like having your virginity taken by the russian rat? 540 words~

(✧) a/n: so I might've gotten carried away. wrote this in a rush and on my phone, hopefully it isn't to terrible.

(✦) pairing: fyodor x reader

(✧) listening to~ Mary by The Happy Fits

oh, the moment you tell this man, something gleams in his eyes. gods, he lives to think of you as innocent, pure, and he's the one who gets to strip you of that purity? he's got a you pulled into his lap, legs wrapped around his hips as your back arches off the bed as he fucks you slow with his fingers, purposely missing that sweet spot just to watch you squirm and beg as he opens you up. "oh, you really thought you'd get to cum that easily? you dumb little thing.. no, you have to earn it, dorogoy." he pulls his hand away just as your about to reach that climax you want oh so dearly, the man chuckling as you whine, teary eyes looking up at him confusedly as he shifts positions, him laying down as his hands hold your hips so your above the tip of his dick, just barely touching your entrance. there's a lazy smirk on his lips, eyes hooded as he looks up at you, your desperate and disheveled appearance making a sense of pride go through him. he's the one who did this to you. he's the only one who can pull you into such a dumb, needy state. a gasp is pulled from your throat as he shoves you down onto his cock, thrusting his hips up at the same time, ripping a near pornographic moan from you as you plant your hands on his chest, the tears that brim your eyes threatening to spill over. he doesn't do anything for a moment, and you think that maybe, just maybe, he's finally giving you a chance to adjust, but the thought is tarnished as he pulls you near completely off him, slamming you back down with strength you didn't think the anemic had, thrusting his hips up in perfect timing, making you see stars, the pain blending with pleasure. he laughs, fucking laughs at you, words only occasionally changing in pitch as he tired to keep his composure as he watches you lose yours. babbles of "s'too much- too much-!" and "s- slow down-!" leave you, and he only moves a hand from your hip to rub harsh circles at your clit. "oh? it's to much, so you want me to stop?" he snickers as you cry and beg for him to keep going when he slows, a pace that's borderline painful from how slows he's going, your stomach hurting from the edging. "keep going? but I thought it was to much? oh, lyubov, you need to make up your mind." the pet name rolls off his tongue in a mocking, teasing tone, and the returns to being near animalistic, your eyes rolling back as you cum, vision turning white as your legs tremble and your nearly fold onto him, but he just keeps going, overstimulating you, chuckling in your ear as you weakly claw at his chest, whines of "no more- n'more-" leaving you. "I know, I know, lyubov. say your mine and I'll stop. say that I'm the only one who makes you feel like this and it'll be over." he's a horridly manipulative person, a liar as well. he didn't stop, not like you wanted him to, anyways.

masterlist!

dividers by @/cafekitsune

#fyodor x reader #bsd smut #bsd x reader #bsd fyodor #fyodor dostoevsky #fyodor dostoyevsky bsd #bungou stray dogs fyodor #fyodor smut #drabbles #imagines #i dont have the slightest clue what iim doing

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sixosix · 1 year

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nishinoya yuu loves his teammates.

he adores shouyou, yamaguchi, and kageyama. (tsukishima is only slowly growing on him.) point is, he loves his junior teammates dearly, and would gladly win and lose every tournament if it means just being with them.

but right now? it almost doesn’t feel that way.

you shift nervously, hoping hinata wouldn’t turn around and see the almost poisonous glare nishinoya is drilling on the back of his head. you can see the smoke coming from his ears.

“um.” you feel sweat trickle down the side of your face on hinata’s behalf. “hinata-kun…”

“huh?” says hinata, so painfully oblivious. he tilts his head, asking, “is that a no? it’s okay if you don’t know how to, i can teach you!”

someone gasps from the sidelines.

an unreadable look passes over nishinoya’s face. you almost laugh at how much he’s resembling a disgruntled kitten.

“i know how to, hinata-kun, it’s just that—”

“shouyou,” says nishinoya sternly, a shadow cast across his face, “please stop flirting with the love of my life.”

hinata’s face drains of color so fast you almost reach out in case he faints right then and there. “nishinoya-senpai!” he cries, horrified, “is it against the—the bro… bro… conduct…? contract?”

“the bro code,” yamaguchi helpfully supplies.

“the bro code!” hinata continues. “is it against the bro code to teach someone’s significant other volleyball?”

“it is very intimate,” tanaka agrees, nodding. “i wouldn’t cross that line even on those damn city boys!”

“since when was there a bro code?” sugawara wonders.

“what’s a bro code?” kageyama looks lost, and a little miffed he’s missing out on what seems to be another rule about volleyball he doesn’t know.

“because!” nishinoya yells, catching the attention of just about everyone in the court. “because i don’t want any of you wooing y/n-chan! only i get to look cool in front of y/n, okay? not even you, shouyou.”

hinata nods, taking his mistake seriously.

“yuu,” you laugh, exasperated and hopelessly fond, “there’s no need for all that. only you look the coolest in my eyes.”

nishinoya freezes, jaw hanging wide open. it is impossible, realistically, but everyone watches in awe as an arrow in the shape of a heart strikes him right on his chest.

“y-y/n…” he sobs, sprinting over to you until you’re tackled. but you’re too used to his antics so you just hold him up awkwardly, unfazed. “i love you! would you really let me teach you volleyball?”

this seems extremely important for nishinoya, so you play along and pretend to consider it. “hmm, i don’t know,” you muse, and nishinoya holds his breath. “are you a good teacher?”

“he is!” tanaka agrees immediately, the number one wingman.

“nishinoya-senpai is the best teacher!” and hinata means it, too. “you’re so lucky, y/n-san!”

“i’m touched to have this honor, then,” you laugh.

“i love you guys! i’m treating you ice cream tomorrow!” nishinoya continues sobbing and preening from the praise. he turns to you, pointing with a finger. “i’m not going to make you regret choosing me!”

you find it sweet that nishinoya is more than happy to let you in on his favorite sport. he seems overjoyed of the thought of you and volleyball combined. “of course, yuu. i’m looking forward to it.”

this is so stupid HAHAHA i swear it’s like i forgot how to write anymore. i didnt even want to do my fancy format bc i cant think of a title for this

is this a good time to post? no. am i gonna do it anyway so i can slowly make my way back to the algorithm before posting longer fics even though this’ll flop? absolutely yes.

#606:HQ #606:KRSN #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #hq fluff #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu drabbles #nishinoya yuu x reader #nishinoya yuu x you #yuu nishinoya x reader #nishinoya x reader #nishinoya fluff #nishinoya fanfiction

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kyojurismo · 1 year

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Hihi!! I saw your Muichiro x older sibling reader, may I request the same thing except for the other hashiras?? With reader also being a hashira and well, going on missions together?? Please and thank you!! ^^

▸ ANSWERING. yeah sure, it was a bit strange bc i usually imagine the others as the older siblings of the situation haha but it was fun to write <3

▸ FANDOM. kimetsu no yaiba

▸ CHARACTERS. tengen uzui, sanemi shinazugawa, kyojuro rengoku, giyu tomioka, mitsuri kanroji, obanai iguro & shinobu kocho x gn!reader

▸ RATING. sfw

▸ WARNINGS. platonic! siblings like relationships, r is a hashira, idk if there’s something else that needs tag so in case lemme know + gyomei is missing bc i really didn’t know how to write him as the younger sibling i’m so sorry 😭

TENGEN UZUI

yes, there are his wives taking care of him

yes, they usually cook for him and all that stuff

but you love preparing bentos for both of you if you have to go together on missions

and he enjoys eating them as much as you enjoy preparing them

you know that he comes off as eccentric and not all people enjoy this part of him, but you’re willing to remind everyone that he’s actually very kindhearted and knows how to be selfless

you defend him from bitchy comments mostly because you see tengen as a younger brother <3

you always watch his back during battles, even if he doesn’t need it that much

his wives are very grateful to you for taking care of their husband when they’re not with him (:

SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA

alright, sanemi is a disaster

you casually grew closer to him really, mostly because you were a pillar yourself

you started taking care of his mansion because,

well.

“don’t touch my stuff,” he sighs, staring at you. “i’m just cleaning the pavement.”

in reality, he feels a warm feeling whenever you take care of him like that

you make sure he eats and rest properly [we all know he uses his blood in battles and it’s pretty careless about his health sometimes]

you always prepare ohagis (botamochi) if you go on missions together (;

he’s your little hotheaded brother <3

KYOJURO RENGOKU

let’s just say he’s still not used to you acting like an older sibling

also because he always took care of senjuro, so

he’s more responsible and knows how to take care of himself pretty well

so, how do you show him affection?

cooking.

you’re always preparing new things for kyojuro and he loves eating them btw

“they’re really tasty!”

you often train together

when you go on missions together you’re super protective because he often acts too selflessly

“i want you to come back in one piece,” you pout at him, making him chuckle. “i will, don’t worry!” he says before leaving for the famous mugen train

oh well,

[but was it really necessary tho ?]

GIYU TOMIOKA

he actually was the younger sibling

but seeing you acting as his older sibling surprised him

did you really care that much about him?

YES WE DO.

he knows how to take care of himself, but does he?

you literally jump at people if they talk shit about him

“he’s just shy!” or “he’s very introverted, he’s not a bad person” and “he’s very humble! he doesn’t look at others as if they’re useless or things like that.”

you almost slapped shinobu once 😭

you love going on missions together because he doesn’t get too embarrassed if you act like his older sibling <3

you deeply care about giyu

MITSURI KANROJI

just like kyojuro, you can show her affection with food

that’s why you’re always preparing the bentos to take on missions together

she’s so sweet and kind 😭

you’re somehow like obanai, you send death glare at whoever seems suspicious of taking advantage of her or talking bad about mitsuri

you know she can comb her hair by herself but you like doing it for her

she’s another one who knows how to take care of her, so there’s nothing to do for you really

but you’re her emotional support !!!

you’re always cheering her up and comfort her if needed

and she’s truly grateful, she loves you dearly as if you were really part of her family

OBANAI IGURO

you found it hard to befriend obanai

but when you finally succeeded you couldn’t help the feeling of i have to be his older sibling!

you make sure he takes care of himself and all that stuff

and you do the same for kaburamaru

he loves getting petted by you

yeah, obanai knows how to make others hate him ngl but you don’t have problems with defending him either

that’s your job LMAO

you know he doesn’t eat much so you’re careful to not fill too much his bento box

you treat him as a younger brother always

no i mean, in every situation

and he’s flustered easily by it if you do that in front of the other pillars (or slayers in general)

SHINOBU KOCHO

girl gets emotional with your actions

she knows what it means to be the younger sibling

you make sure she doesn’t overwork herself

that she sleeps and eats properly

you even take care of her fishes for her when she’s on missions

you train with her and love learning new things from her

when you two are on missions together she often asks you about the most recent thing she taught you lol

“she’s so small, how did she became a hashira?” and you’re quick to snap saying “strength is not the most important thing!”

you know she’s the smartest among them all

and you’re actually very proud of her 🥹

▸ BEFORE LEAVING. reblog and comments are super appreciated. i hope you enjoyed it, thank you so much for reading !! <3

#📂 — writing !!#tengen uzui x reader #sanemi shinazugawa x reader #kyojuro rengoku x reader #mitsuri kanroji x reader #giyuu tomioka x reader #obanai iguro x reader #shinobu kocho x reader #kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba fanfic #demon slayer #demon slayer fanfic #demon slayer x reader

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mysicklove-main · 11 months

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A/N: Tanjiro writing to his long distance partner bc thats so cute and im in love with him

My Beloved,

I feel as though a part of me is missing without you by my side. I find myself constantly looking for you, even though it’s no use. Oh how dearly I wish you were here. But even so, I feel at peace knowing you are at home and well rested. Safe from harm.

I can’t contain my questions. So please make do with my ramblings.

How are you? Are you sleeping well? Do you feel lonely at home? Have you been keeping busy? Has Shinobu been visiting you? Where Has your hair grown out since my absence? You haven’t been going out at night, right? Is your finger still bare?

I’ve been growing quite worried with the time apart. I feel as though you may find another if I leave for too long.

I’m sorry, I know you would scold me for thinking these things. I wish desperately that I could hear your scolding. But I can’t stop the thoughts that creep on me in the night.

Nezuko is doing fine. She’s getting stronger by the day. She misses you immensely. It’s strange to see how uneasy she is without you. I don’t blame her. I wonder, if you were

Inosuke and Zenitsu are also getting stronger. I hope I can keep up with them. I train day in and out hoping to not fall behind. I think I am getting stronger. I have been working on Hinokami Kagura. It drains my body, but still I push forward. I have to master it, even if it is such a slow process.

At night I find myself daydreaming. Maybe one day you could call your husband lover a hashira. Would we live together peacefully? Or would I be gone on missions like these? I don’t think I could bear to leave you for long. It’s so hard t But I am getting ahead of myself. I am only doing this to save Nezuko. And of course to protect you! I don't need to become a hashira.

I hope my crow has been delivering the gifts properly. I wish I could see the way your eyes light up when you receive them. I’m trying not to let the separation get to me, but when I think about these moments it’s always so hard.

I’m getting distracted again, I apologize my love. The crow should have delivered you the jewelry box. A kind woman sold it to me, and please don’t worry! I promise that it was fairly priced! I hope through its journey that it didn’t get chipped. But I know you don’t care about those things. Either way, I hope you use it well.

My beloved, I do have a favor to ask of you. I hope this is not too much to ask, but the same woman from the market told me about something that cannot seem to leave my head. She explained that many soldiers from the Meiji period used to tie fabric from their lover's kimono around the hem of their sword. It was a symbol of good luck, and that they will always be together no matter the distance between them.

I thought it was…romantic. It made my cheeks burn at the thought. I really I would love if I understand completely if you don’t want to tear a part off. But I can’t explain the joy I would feel if you did. I would treasure it dearly.

I have been avoiding the real reason I wrote this letter and I can’t go on without saying it. Oh, my love, I miss you dearly. I miss the scent of you. I miss your smile, your laugh. I miss waking up to you every morning, that vision never seems to leave my mind. I miss your voice, your touch. I desperately crave it.

I’m sorry. A man shouldn’t act like that. Tengen left his wives for months, and was completely fine. I wish I could do the same. It’s been five weeks and the fight seems to dwindle in me without you here.

I’m trying though. I won’t give up. I will make it home to you and then I swear I’ll never leave you again.

A couple more weeks until I am home. The thought of you in my arms once again makes me feel dizzy with need. I will come back safely for you.

So please, my everything, please take care of yourself. I can’t bear the thought of you being unwell. Please stay safe and don’t walk alone at night. Please eat lots and sleep well.

I will write to you next week with more updates. I promise the next one will be less about me and more about you. I want to hear everything about how you are doing.

I await for your reply, and hopefully the fabric.

I love you more than words can describe.

Forever yours,

Tanjiro

#this was so fun to write #tanjiro drabbles #letter writing #tanjiro x reader #tanjiro kamado #demon slayer tanjiro #tanjirou x reader #x reader #reader insert #kny fluff #kny x read #tanjiro fluff #tanjiro kamado fluff #tanjiro kamado fanfic #tanjiro kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba #fluff #i think if i hit 1k imma write personal letters from characters to my followers #mello.writes

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luveline · 2 years

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shy reader who starts working with rockstar!remus and thinks he’s super grumpy and mean, but eventually he reveals that he’s a huge softie and is really sweet to her. maybe she gets the impression bc she sees him arguing with someone or gets told something. thanks so much for all your amazing writing!

tw implied slut shaming ♡ rockstar!remus x shy!fem!reader | 1k words

Remus is technically your boss. You don't expect him to treat you any differently than that – a boss employee relationship suits you fine. It actually suits you perfectly. If he'd been chatty like James or overly flirtatious like Sirius you may not have survived this long on tour, but you have.

Sirius' assistant Mabel had told you on your first day that Remus can be quite short with others. And over time you've found she's right. He doesn't say more than he needs to, he doesn't adopt any beguiling tones. Short, though, might be the wrong word for it. He's quiet.

You try not to label him too harshly. After all, you barely talk. If people were calling you grumpy because of that alone you'd feel a great sense of injustice.

You wipe your damp cheeks. Maybe being called grumpy might be kinder. Grumpy you can own. Grumpy is something you can actively change.

"Are you okay?" Remus asks, shocking you out of your thoughts.

You sniff and stand as quickly as you can, stiff from sitting outside in the cold for so long. You don't look at him as you say, "I'm okay."

"Are you sure?"

You chance a glance at his face, unreadable as always. "Yeah."

"What's upset you?" he asks seriously.

The wind whips at your clothes and bites at your fingers. You tense them up into balls. With no jacket to hide them in they might as well be made of ice.

Remus is similarly underdressed for the weather. Different cities, different climates. You miss the South American half of the tour dearly.

"We should go inside," he says into the silence.

You don't want to go in yet. "I'm gonna stay out here."

"It's too cold."

You nibble the inside of your bottom lip and try to fight another embarrassing wave of tears. "I don't want to go back to my bus, yet."

He nods, eyes very obviously on the tear dribbling weakly down your cheek. "Okay. Okay, but we can't stay out here. Come on."

He nods his head towards the right where the band's bus, bigger and shinier than anyone else's, sits parked. You follow him up the steps and into the small front where there's a sort of L-shaped sofa around a square table covered in laptops and paper and drinks. You've been in here before, though usually there's another Marauder causing havoc. Remus opens his arm toward the table and you take it as a cue to sit as he disappears into the bedroom area down the way. He returns with a thin quilt and passes it over. Obviously his, it smells exactly like him, woodsmoke and sandalwood and that hint of fruity jasmine.

You try not to breathe it in too deeply as you pull it over your lap, frigid hands hiding beneath it. "Thank you."

"If somebody's done something to you, you can tell me."

"Maybe I'm homesick," you try.

"Are you homesick?"

"...No."

He sits beside you. Not close but closer than you thought he would've. If he wanted to, he could wrap his arm around your shoulder.

"Are you feeling warmer?" he asks after a minute.

"Yeah. Thank you. You didn't have to-"

"Of course I did. You're my favourite assistant."

You laugh, startled. "I bet you say that to all of your assistants." And he must have a few. You only handle his on tour expenses and comfort. He barely ever needs you.

"Only the very pretty ones." He tilts his head to the side. "Are you okay?"

His caring tone is sobering. You nod slowly and then with more enthusiasm. "Yeah, I-" You shock yourself when you realise how much you want to just tell him what had happened, and when he smiles at you to keep going, you do. "One of the, uh, one of the tech guys. I got in the way and he- he asked me why I couldn't be more useful. 'N obviously uh, I'm your- I'm usually with you, and it looks… well, they think we're sleeping together. And one of the girls said I have plenty use." Your voice wobbles.

"One of the girls on your bus, you mean?" he asks gently.

"Yeah. That's why I didn't want to go in."

"You don't have to go in. I can't get them to put you on a different bus, if you like."

You shake your head. It's a silly thing to be upset about. So what if everyone things you're having sex with a rockstar, right? And you don't really care about that. Sex is sex. But, the animosity that she'd said it with.

"I guess- I mean, I thought she liked me," you say weakly.

"More fool her if she doesn't. You're lovely."

You laugh wetly. "What?"

"I said you're lovely. You're sweet. You've never heard that?" he asks.

You turn your face to him and smile shyly. "No, I've never heard that."

He raises his eyebrows and rolls his eyes before huffing a breath out of the corner of his mouth. "Well, that's a crime."

You don't know what to say. You think maybe he's knocked himself unsteady as well, because he reaches over your lap to grab a heavy looking laptop and pull it open in front of you. "I got that movie you like. The one about the aliens."

"A Dark Line?"

"Yeah."

"I didn't know you liked-"

"I don't. Or, I mean, I didn't. But you were so excited to see it when we were in Brazil, I thought it must be worth watching."

The DVD he got is dubbed in Portuguese. You have to sit very close to read the subtitles, and his arm is a heat against yours. When he laughs you can feel it in your chest.

You sneak a glance at him out of the corner of your eye. His smile is the farthest thing from grumpy, at least in your opinion.

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strwyofthesun · 10 months

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forgive me, goodbye [pt. 2]

pairing: re2r!leon kennedy x intern!reader

synopsis: after settling into the uk, you learn of the raccoon city incident and suffer a great loss. after graduating from med school and starting up your internship, you meet someone who you thought you've left in the past.

word count: 3.7k

cont: smut, unprotected sex, p in v, mentions of death, mentions of blood, hurt/comfort, there's so much stuff goin on idk anymore

a/n: i did not expect to write a part 2 of this but my best friend bitched about not liking the ending so i did this out of spite <3 also! this takes place after the re2 events and before operation javier. i did alot of research on the re timeline and other medical related things mentioned T_T last, leon looks so cute in the pic i choose that bc his outfit there is similar to his operation javier fit

part one here !

A week has gone by since you’ve moved in the UK and you had been feeling homesick. Even though you had settled into your dorm, made new friends, and gotten acquainted, nothing beats the company of family. Not only have you been missing family, but also Leon. Feeling distressed, you decided to call your family to see how they’re doing.

You go through your contacts and scroll down to find your Mom’s contact. You spotted her name and pressed dial. The phone lets out a ring that lasted for only a couple seconds as your mom had picked up the call.

“Hey mom… Is dad with you?”

“Hey honey! Yes, he’s over here!” Your mom called for your dad and you hear his voice in the background shouting back to wait for him. You let out a laugh hearing your parents shuffle around. “What’s up hun? How’s everything going there?” Your dad asked.

“Everything’s fine dad, I’m just a little homesick…”

“Aww, hun… We miss you dearly too… You’ve grown up into such a fine, successful, smart, and independent young lady. We couldn’t be any more proud of you. Call us anytime, we promise we’ll always answer the call at the first ring.” Your mom said.

“Hey mom…?”

“Yes?”

You gulped down the lump you felt in your throat, “How’s Leon doing?”

“Oh… I heard he’s out of town.”

“…Is that so?”

“You know who I miss?” Your dad suddenly chimed in.

“Who dad?” You asked curiously while smiling.

“You and Leon. You remind me of you and your mom back in the day.” Your smile dropped hearing those words from your dad. It made you miss him even more and your parents could tell by the silence on your end of the line.

Your mom nudged your dad and scolded him, “Hun! Come on! She’s trying to move on, don’t make it any harder for our baby.”

“I’m fine mom, really. I just wanted to know…”

“Well, alright… If you say so.”

“I’ll be going now, I have a class in a bit.”

“Okay, call us if you need anything!” Your dad reminded again.

“I will, I will. Love you guys…”

“We love you too hun.” They said in union and dropped the call. It was nice hearing their voices again. You opened a box filled with pictures, looking for ones of you guys together when you were suddenly greeted with tons of pictures of you and Leon together on top of the pile. A certain picture caught your eye and you grabbed it to take a closer look. It was a picture of the night you, Leon, and your parents celebrated your graduation from pre-med. Tears fill your eyes and drops of it landed on the picture, slightly damaging the ink. You try desperately to remove your tears stains from the picture but ended up smudging the photo and getting the ink over your parents’ faces. You threw the picture back in the box and curled up at the foot of your bed and sobbed silently.

You didn’t regret your choice of pursuing your dream of becoming a virologist but God, did you really have to go through this just to reach it? You tried controlling your heaving and sniffled as an attempt to quit crying because you had a class in a few minutes. You stood up and walked yourself to the bathroom to wash yourself up. Looking into the mirror, you realized that you’re already here and it’s too late to quit now. You’ve sacrificed so much of your time, effort, and relations for this. Quitting isn’t an option.

Days passed by and you drowned yourself in your studies. You were currently one of the best in your class and according to your professors, you had the most promising potential. Meanwhile, Leon was out of town just as your mom said and was wasting away in God knows where. All he wanted to do was get away from that town and escape the memories it held. He drank his sorrows away but no bottle of alcohol could ever fill the void in his heart. It’s as if you took a piece of his heart and left with it and there was no chance of ever getting it back.

During one late night, he received a call from his co- officer telling him not to go back to Raccoon City even though there was a current crisis, but Leon didn’t listen. He sobered up and immediately headed back to Raccoon City. The following events that unfolded are to be summed up and named “Raccoon City Destruction Incident” from then on.

While studying in a café with your earphones on, you realized that it’s been awhile since you’ve called your parents. You ring them up but they don't picked up.

“Weird, they usually answer at the first ring…” You mumbled to yourself. You try again and to no avail. “Again.” you said but call after call they didn’t pick up. Now you were really worried. Out of frustration, you take your earphones off and take a sip of your coffee when you start picking up on the sounds of the café. But what caught your attention made you drop the coffee cup in your hands.

“The US government declared Raccoon City 'beyond saving' from its residents that have turned aggressive and zombie-like. They ordered a missile strike to wipe out the city and later at dawn, it is reported that two non-nuclear missiles hit the city, clearing all of its 100,000 citizens, and completely wiping it off the map.“

Ringing filled your ears and your hands trembled at the news you had just heard. “This can’t be happening…” you thought. A waiter walked up to you demanding you pay for the broken coffee cup but you couldn’t hear him well. His words sounded like it was being drowned out by water. Your body went on auto-pilot and you grab whatever amount of money you had on you and shoved it into the chest of the waiter. You grabbed your stuff and exit the café while calling for a taxi cab.

You rushed back to your dorm and packed your stuff immediately. Things weren’t properly processed in your mind and before you knew it you were on a flight back to the US. You took a cab to the outskirts of what’s left of Raccoon City before you were blocked by multiple hazard signs, barricades, and police tape. You tried to get passed it but police stopped you before you could even step past the barricade. You stare at the massive crater left by the missiles and what remained of your old home. Streams of tears run down your face and you couldn’t stop it. The police tried calming you down but it was useless. They couldn’t do anything except escort you back to the hotel you checked in.

Once you were at your hotel room, you drop to your knees and wailed. You couldn't fathom the intensity of all the feelings that you were experiencing all at once. Everyone you knew and loved were turned into those… monsters you saw on the news. They were killed, wiped out, with no trace left. Your friends, family, mom, dad, and Leon, all gone. You cried even harder now that things have finally started sinking in. You recall your last call with your parents, them saying how proud they were, and them saying they love you, it was agonizing. And Leon... Oh Leon… you left him alone and heartbroken in Raccoon City. You blamed yourself for their deaths. You imagined your parents worried sick for you because you haven’t called them in awhile as well as Leon who was probably grieving still over the breakup. The image of them worried and scared for their life, was all you could think about. Tears didn’t stop flowing and you’ve lost your voice from screaming. You asked yourself, was this punishment for leaving? Did you deserve to suffer this much?

It's 2002 and four years have passed since. Not a single day went by where you didn’t think of your parents and Leon. You’ve let yourself grieve, gotten therapy, and took a break from med school for awhile. But in the end, you pushed through with it because you knew they would’ve wanted you to push through. You were a step closer to becoming a virologist and its something you’ve worked extra hard on this time. You promised yourself that once you finished everything, you’d dedicate the rest of your life studying the viruses that caused the Raccoon City Destruction Incident and find a vaccine for any virus that could turn people to what the Raccoon citizens became. But for now, you are currently taking up your one year internship.

It was a regular day at the hospital, nothing out of the ordinary. You examined patients, spent your time in the laboratories, and conduct medical procedures along with other doctors. Soon, the mundane day of yours came to an end, or so you thought. As you were about to clock out, a fellow intern called for you.

“Hey [Y/N]! Wait up!” They said as they grabbed onto your shoulder, puffing out heavy breaths.

“Hmm? What’s wrong?” You asked in concern seeing that it was most probably urgent based on the face your colleague made.

“There’s someone out there asking for a CBC.”

“Okay and? You do it. Can’t you see I’m about to leave? I’m about to be overtime.” You replied feeling annoyed from being interrupted as you were about to leave.

“C’mon, do me a favour will ya? I’ll do your stool examinations for a week. Pleaseeeee…” your colleague said while giving you puppy eyes. You cringed at the sight of them and finally gave in to their request.

You rolled your eyes and gave an empty threat. “Fine, I’ll do it. You better stick to your word or else.”

They nodded their head ecstatically and hugged you before they left. “Ugh…” you thought to yourself. If you had just declined, you would’ve been home by now doing anything as long as you weren’t here in the hospital. You grabbed a folder and headed to the counter whilst keeping your head down.

“Hello, good evening, I heard you came in for a CBC?” You greeted.

“Yes, how long do I have to wait for you [Y/N]?” A familiar voice asked. You stopped fiddling with the folder and furrowed your brows. Where have you heard this voice before? Then, it clicked. It couldn’t be…

You looked up at the person opposite to you and met a pair of piercing blue eyes you know you’ve seen before. The tall frame, muscular build, dirty blonde hair. You couldn’t believe it. It was like staring at a ghost. The blood drained from your face as you step back in horror, refusing to believe that the Leon Scott Kennedy was standing right infront of you, alive.

“Woah, hey, are you okay?” Leon asked as he held his hands out.

“Am I okay…? Okay?! I thought you died?!” You screamed which caught the attention of other hospital staff and patients. You look around and apologized and looked back at Leon. “Look, I’ll do your CBC. But you have explaining to do.”

“I know I do, I’m sorry [Y/N]…” Leon apologized and looked down, feeling ashamed from being away from you all these years and suddenly popping out of nowhere.

You scoff and led Leon to a room to extract a sample of his blood. He took off his jacket revealing his more muscular figure. He looked different now. His eyes were as captivating as ever, but it lost its shine. You didn’t want to pry now, but if he escaped the incident back at Raccoon City, he must’ve seen some fucked up shit. You grab the tourniquet and start to tie it around his arm.

“Tell me if it feels too tight.” You instructed Leon and he nodded in response. “Is this alright?” you ask to which he nodded again in response. You start feeling around his arm trying to locate a vein. Your touch sent shivers down Leon’s spine, painting him a shade of pink. You'd almost miss it if his long hair blocked his face. You chuckled at the sight of Leon, “I’m barely doing anything. Did you miss me that much?” you teased.

“You have no idea.” He replied smiling.

Once you’ve located the vein, you did the standard procedure and in a blink of an eye you had a sample of his blood. You took of the tourniquet off his arm and patched him up. He stood up from the seat and put his jacket back on. The silence was deafening, as an attempt to break the ice, you asked, “So… Why do you need the CBC?”

“Just an excuse to see you to be honest.”

You quickly turned to face him, “Are you crazy?” you spat.

“Borderline. It’d be nice to know if I’m healthy or not though.”

“You wasted my time and equipment Leon.” You said while crossing your arms.

“Okay, okay, I’m kidding. I need it to update my health information for the government.”

“Hmm, okay. Do you want the results now or tomorrow?”

“It can wait. Come on, let’s head out now. My treat.”

“Don’t rush me!”

You finish up whatever’s left to do and finally clock out. You and Leon left the hospital and walked up to the parking lot.

“Here, put this on.” He tossed you a helmet and wore his as he started his motorbike. You put on the helmet and sat behind him.

“Hold on tight ‘kay?” You barely held onto Leon, still feeling off. He sped up on the road which made you nervous. Leon felt that you weren’t holding on properly and suddenly stopped, making you jerk forward and wrap your arms around his torso. “I told you to hold on tight didn’t I?” He smirked at you and you rolled your eyes at him. “Won’t say I told you so.” He said his final warning and revved the bike.

The streets were almost empty which gave Leon the opportunity to drive faster. This made you hold onto him tighter and Leon smiled at this under his helmet. “Not a fan of thrill rides huh?” You could barely hear Leon over the sound of the wind going past you. “I swear to God Leon, if you speed u—“ Before you could even finish, he drove even faster. You had a strong grip on Leon at this point and you could hear his muffled laughing.

Sooner or later, you arrived at a hotel where Leon was staying for the meantime. He parked his motorbike and the two of you got off. You punched Leon hard on the arm you took the blood sample from.

“Ow! What the fuck?” he said laughing.

“I hate you.” You said to him with a straight face.

“Aw, cute. You know you could never hate me. Even from the grave.”

“Haha, very funny Leon.” You said sarcastically.

The both of you walked into the hotel and entered the restaurant inside it. You both sat down and ordered food. And while waiting, Leon finally tells you about what happened four years ago.

“I want the truth Leon.” You demanded.

“Okay, please, keep an open mind alright?” You nodded in response and Leon recounts the events of the Raccoon City incident. You listened to him intently. It was hard to imagine him go through all of that. You were feeling thankful though that he is still safe and sound now.

“My parents, Leon? Do you know what happened to them?” you asked desperately wanting an answer. He shook his head and said “I’m sorry, but I don’t know. I really am sorry I didn’t save them…” You muttered a small “Oh…” and reassured Leon that it was okay. “I just wish I called them a bit more often… I think they were worried about me even up until their death…” You say quietly.

“[Y/N]… You are their only daughter, of course they cared. I’m sure they’re glad to know that your strong, healthy, and most importantly, you're safe now.” Leon said while holding your hand. You felt a tear run down your face and Leon used his other hand to wipe it off. He kept his hand on your cheek and gently caressed it. “I’m so sorry for the way things ended Leon… I didn’t want to… But—“ you were cut off by Leon.

“It’s okay… I forgive you [Y/N].”

“But I don’t forgive myself! There wasn’t a single day where I didn’t long for your presence by my side. I wanted you near me again.”

“I felt the same way too....”

No other words were said. You looked into each other’s eyes and reignited a spark that you thought died a long time ago. The moment was short but it felt longer than that. Too bad it was actually cut short by the waiter that brought you your food. You grinned from ear to ear and Leon let out a laugh. The both of you enjoyed the fine dining and soon you escorted him to his room.

“I’ll… be off now…” you said awkwardly to Leon while he stood leaning on the door frame.

“Do you really have to leave? It’s late at night. Stay with me for the night. It’s not safe out there.”

“Leon…”

“For old times sake…” Leon pleaded. He moved closer to you, grabbing your waist and leaning into your ear. “…Please?” he whispered.

You look at Leon, heat running through your body. He was a burning candle, and you were a moth that just couldn’t resist. Your lips crashed onto his and he slammed the door shut behind you. The both of you make it to the bed and swiftly take off each other clothes and threw it to the bedroom floor. Leon sat upright, back on the bedframe, while you were on top of him. You grinded on him slowly making him groan.

“Fuck, you don’t know how much I’ve missed this.” Leon breathed.

“Tell me Leon… How much did you miss me?” You said as you run your hands through his hair, tugging at it. You teased him, running your wet cunt along his hard dick. Leon breathed even heavier, you could feel his dick twitch as it longed to be in you.

"I'd think of you, when I touch myself... I missed you touching me, making you screaming my name, being inside you. I missed it all. Please, let me fuck you..." Leon begged. You held yourself up and positioned his dick under you.

You and Leon both moaned when he entered you. It took some time for you to adjust to Leon again. "So tight... You haven't been fucking anyone else have you?" He asked. You shook your head and he started thrusting into you, catching you off guard. You moaned and whimpered from Leon suddenly fucking you.

"Come on baby, use your words." he demanded.

You tried to speak but your words were slurred. "O-only... you... Leon. I've only f-fucked you..."

"Mhm, that's right. You're mine, got that? And I'll make sure people know that." Leon sucked onto your neck leaving hickeys on it, marking what's his.

He quickened his pace leaving you a moaning mess. Sounds of skin slapping against each other echoing in the room. You moaned his name over and over again like a prayer. As you feel your climax coming, your walls tightening around Leon's dick. He moaned your name into your ear. "You feel so fucking good baby."

"Leon, I'm close..." You managed to get the words out of your mouth. "Cum for me baby." Leon said as his thrusts get sloppier and rougher. A scream escaped your lips as you came. Leon finished inside you making sure every bit of cum filled you to the brim.

Leon looked at you and cupped your cheek. "Why don't we make up for lost time?"

The sunlight peaked through the gaps of the curtains and you find yourself in bed beside Leon as he sleeps peacefully. You admire Leon's beauty for a little while and brushed his hair to the side. His eyes flutter open and he greeted you in a raspy voice.

"Good morning love, did you sleep well?"

"Like a baby." You replied.

"Mhm, that's good. Come closer."

You move closer to Leon and lay on his chest. "There's something I didn't tell you last night." he said and you could hear his heart beat faster.

"Tell me..."

"I was recruited by the USSTRATCOM shortly after the incident at Raccoon City, and I'm a government agent now. These past 4 years, I've been training intensely. And in a few days, I'll be leaving for North America to my next mission."

You lay in silence, taking in the words Leon had just said.

"Say something please, [Y/N]..." Leon pleaded.

"Do you... want us to get back together, Leon? I want you to be realistic. If you're an agent, who goes on missions that you could possibly never return from, would you really want to be tied down to me?" You asked.

"I do want us back. God knows how much I want us back together. And I don't care about all that mission shit. I will return from every mission just for you."

"Are you sure Leon? Because this time, I'm willing to stay. I've lost you once, and I'm not making the same mistake again."

"I'm always sure when it comes to you. We'll make it work this time, I promise. I love you [Y/N]..."

"I love you too Leon." Those words coming out your mouth after years of longing for him gave you a feeling of euphoria and nostalgia all at once. Who knew that this time around, we'd fall right back into each other's arms.

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ravieisunhinged · 3 months

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Insecurities

Noah Sebastian x Reader

Oneshot / Imagine

Prompt: "Idk if you do Comissions but I would love to read something about Noahxreader where he finds out she has developed an eating disorder (maybe while he was on tour without her? Or bc she felt ugly compared to poppy? )."

Content Warning: Angst, Fluff. Mentions of reader dealing with an eating disorder, body image issues.

Tags: @ladyveronikawrites, @lma1986, @blackveilomens, @cookiesupplier, @thcfountain

You were struggling with your body image for years. But you didn’t realize it was an eating disorder. You’d see people more…prettier than you, and you would strive to look like them. Only for you to feel like shit in the process.

When you met your now boyfriend Noah, you tried to change that, but it was fucking hard. He was currently on tour in Europe, while you stayed in the states.

Unfortunately, you’ve started to relapse on your eating disorder. This started because once you saw a photo of Poppy, you thought she looked prettier than you. In your eyes, at least.

Since you started doing this, you’ve grown distant. Noah got worried sick about you, you barely responded to your text messages, and took forever to even reply.

By the time he got back, you were fast asleep. He saw that you were wearing baggy clothes, and this made him even more worried. He knew about you having an eating disorder, so this made him well…concerned. Noah sat on the other side of the bed, and caressed your face with his hand. He missed you dearly.

When you finally wake up, you open your eyes and see your boyfriend looking at you. He smiles at you when he sees that you’ve woken up. “Hey baby,” He says, “I missed you.”

“I missed you too.” You say, smiling lightly.

He sits up a bit more, then moves you so you’re sitting on his lap. “I uh, need to talk to you about something. I’m just worried sick about you.”

“Okay…what is it?” You ask, concerned. Noah wraps his arms around your waist, and kisses your cheek.

“I don’t mean to sound harsh or anything, but what’s going on with you? You’re not…yourself.” He asks.

“It’s nothing special.” You reply quickly. He raises an eyebrow, and quickly grows suspicious.

“Baby,” He says, “talk to me. Please.”

“It’s nothing-” You start to say before he interrupts. “Nothing my ass. You’re not yourself, you barely even replied to my text messages while I was gone.”

Giving up, you sigh. Your eyes start to water when you speak. “It’s nothing to do with you, if that’s what you’re getting at. I just..I feel fucking unattractive, and I’m pretty sure I relapsed on my eating disorder.”

Noah squeezes you, and brings one of his hands to your face to wipe your tears. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. It’s not your fault.” You tell him.

“You’re not unattractive though, whoever put that in your head..I’ll kick their ass.” He says.

“Talk to my brain then, because that’s what did it.” You mumble.

“Baby, look at me.” He says. You look at him, and he looks down at you.

“I love you, no matter what. Okay? If you allow me to, I would like to show you how much I love you.” He suggests.

“I’d love that.” You say smiling.

“Good girl.” He says, before moving you so you’re laying on your back.

He spends all night making sure you feel loved, you were his favorite person. Next time, you were definitely joining him on tour.

#bad omens fanfic #bad omens fanfiction #bad omens fic #noah sebastian fanfic #noah sebastian fanfiction #noah sebastian fic

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ilovechuuy4 · 6 months

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ᕦ "𝑰'𝒎 𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖" ᕤ

↦ 𝑭𝒚𝒐𝒅𝒐𝒓 𝒙 𝑮𝒏!𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 ↤

Description → You over thought things 'nd left him..

Warnings! ; Nothing but a bit of angst but fluff at the end!

A/N: wasn't 100% sure on what I was doing. I was bored and decided to write Fyodor x gn! Reader bc I wanted angst:3 hope yall like this one :3 🍷

It was around 7pm and you were cuddling with your boyfriend watching television, until you hear Fyodor's phone buzz, a notification. Your eyes glances over looking over the phone. The contact was incoherent Russian, which you couldn't read, as the contact name and a simple heart at the end. You, yourself knew the Russian man loved you dearly, yet couldn't shake the thought that Fyodor was cheating. You couldn't help it, who could? So you brought the guts to ask.

"Hey, darling. Who are you texting.?" This caused Fyodor to freeze and turn off his phone, he looks over and you and your lovely (e/c) eyes, "It's nobody, moya lyubov. " he said with a soft smile. Yet, you were still over thinking things, you simply stood from the couch. "Mhm, right darling. I'm going to sleep for the night." You hum out, holding back soft tears as you walk through the house and up the stairs into yall's shared bedroom. A soft sigh escaping your mouth, you was worried your suspicions were right. So, the next day, that's when you was going to confront Fyodor about it. And not listen to any stupid 'nd silly little excuses he thought of.

That's when the next day came, you sat up and walked down the stairs, your eyes looking into fyodor's purple ones. "Fyodor, I need to say something" you blurted, your voice was soft, shaking softly. "Yes, darling?" He responded, he didn't know the next words that came out your pretty little mouth would make his heart drop. "I think we need a break."

When you said this, it caused the Russian to panic, coming to you embracing your face in his large hands. "Hey, what do you mean break? Why do we need a break?" His thick Russian voice breaking and crumbling. He was horrified, he didn't want to loose you, he loved and adored you. You were his world.

You didn't want to listen to the "excuses" so before Fyodor said anything more you left the house. For weeks on end you didn't text Fyodor, nothing that meant you had to see that sweet, Russian man. Don't get yourself wrong, you really, like REALLY missed him. But those messages hurt you, but you can't shake the fact you should have listened to him. Should have listned to the things you thought were going to be excuses. You just felt how much Fyodor could be suffering in his own sorrow, you could still hear how heart broken he was when you said you needed a break.

It had been about 2 weeks since that "break" and you was starting to miss your Russian man. You couldn't handle it any longer, you couldn't handle being so far apart for so long. It broke your heart, knowing how much you needed Fyodor and how much he needed you. You stood from your bed, slipping on your shoes.

You ran quickly to Fyodor's house through the cold autumn morning. Once you arrive, you were panting heavily as you knock on the front door, hoping and prayin' that your boyfriend, the love of your life, would still be willing to be with you.

You wait out in the cold weather waiting for the handsome Russian to answer the door and embarce you the same way he always does. You didn't want him to be in his own sorrow anymore. Soon you hear the door unlock and open, and in front of your panting frame you see Fyodor, he looked so miserable, so upset, so desperate for the love he didn't get for the past two weeks. When he saw you, he didn't embrace you, he didn't even utter a word, all you saw was your lover, your world, break down in tears. The soft clear tears dripping from his beautiful deep purple eyes.

It broke your heart, seeing Fyodor like this. He has never cried when he say you, that's why it broke your heart even more than just seeing him cry. You stepped forward and embraced the crying male. Holding him close as to comfort him, you loved him dearly and couldn't stand him crying, it made you want to cry. "Shh, darling it's okay. I'm sorry I left im so so sorry, I should have listened to what you had to say" you spoke softly, trying to sooth the sobs.

His larger arms embraced you, wrapping around your hips holding you close, "Please don't ever leave me like that again, moya lyubov. You scared me I thought you was going to leave me" his thick Russian accent crumbling once again like the weeks before when you took the break. It was upsetting seeing him like this, you just wanted to make everything better.

You could feel the soft tears dripping on your neck as Fyodor nuzzled his face in the crease of your neck. You slowly ran your fingers into his hair, soothing him even more as the tears slowly dried. "I'm so sorry, I really am. I promise I won't ever leave you like that anymore it was such a stupid move of me to assume you were cheating or doing something behind my back." You spoke slowly, your voice breaking as you did, it was hard for you to see Fyodor so upset.

The Russian hummed softly, indicating he was listening and as well as, of course enjoying your embarce. "Fyodor, dear. I have a question" you was genuinely curious who he was texting that night if he wasn't cheating. "Yes, dear?" He pulls away from your neck, his hands still holding your hips. "Well, maybe let's go inside and then I can ask." And then you gave Fyodor a gentle nudge inside, kicking the door shut behind y'all.

You cleared your throat and the spoke, "So, who was you texting to that night? I couldn't really read it since it was in Russian, I over reacted because of the heart." Your head drooping down, you was ashamed of yourself for not asking before lashing out. "It was my mother, darling. She doesn't know much english I'm sorry if I worried you I never intendeded that." He gently placed two fingers under your chin, lifting your head up. "Don't be upset, I'm not mad I was just worried I was going to loose you." He said with a smile before planting a soft and love filled kiss on your lips.

You hummed softly, indicating your understanding. "So, what were y'all talking about then? I'm actually curious." Your curiosity was getting best of you and y'all both knew that Fyodor would tell you when you asked. "Well, darling. It's, complicated." He mumbles, his head resting on your shoulder, his hands sliding back down to your hips, pulling you closer.

The Russian huffed, he seemed so stressed. "Moya lyubvov, I have a serious question. And please don't run away this time." You cocked an eyebrow, run away? Why would you run away. That's when you say Fyodor getting down on the ground on one knee, pulling a small box out his pocket. He opened the box, you jaw dropping, tears jerking and swelling in your eyes. That's when the Russian started speaking again, "Honey, I was talking to my mother about marrying you. She was asking when I was going to propose." Tears slowly dripped from your eyes as you looked at the beautiful ring in the small box.

"Y/N, would you make me the happiest man alive, and marry me? I want to live my entire life with you, and nobody else." He spoke slow and smoothly letting you take in every word. You nodded you head quickly and broughtFyodor into a tight embarce on the ground. "Yes! Of course! Of course, Fyodor I'll marry you!" Tears were streaming down your face as you spoke. Fyodor brought his arms around, wrapping you in a warm embrace.

A/N: im only posting this bc I'm working on like, a request and this one was going to be AFTER the request but like..im trying to post stuff man. (I really hope this doesn't flop>×<

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kmixer · 8 months

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stargazing

☆ Tsukishima Kei x fem! reader!

☆ Fluff

☆ sumary: Tsuki gets dragged by his girlfriend to go stargazing. He first doesn't really know what to do, then just stare at some "dumb" stars, but later on, he really begins to enjoy it.

"comon Tsu!" You said dragging him by the hand. You were really excited because the sky was open! That means no cloud was going to be seen, and you could see the stars very well.

"Slow down, you'll pull my arm off like that!" Tsukishima said annoyed, he loves you dearly, but sometimes you're so annoying. "Where are you taking me anyway?"

"Outside of course!" you said exitingly. "i don't want to miss this opportunity for gold!" You said opening the door to go outside and stopping ur tracks, making Tsukishima accidently pump into you.

"What is with yo-" Tsukishima stops with talking and looks at your expression, and then to where you're looking at. "woah, yellow dots" He said mockingly.

"Ugh, you're so boring" You say, walking over to the grass and sitting down on it. "comon don't be extra boring and just stand there, come here and sit" you said, patting the space next to you.

Tsuki groaned but did what you told him to and sat down next to you. "So we are going to stare and yellow dots, and you say i'm boring. Hun you need serious help"

"Oh, shut up and just watch the stars! Look how pretty they are!" You say, looking up, ignoring his comment about that they're just yellow dots

You lean back and let your back hit the grass behind you. You let out a big sign of relaxation. "haa, this is great" you say, smiling up at the sky.

"You're weird. How did we get into a relationship again?" Tsuki said jokingly. "Ah right, you confessed your love to me and-" he couldn't speak any further because you cut him off.

"HUH!? What!? I confessed to you?! nu uh it was you who confessed to me! You lying dinosaur" You said, sitting up and acting dramatic.

You two went on and on arguing about it, and after a few minutes, you two huffed and stopped as you placed yourself with ur back in the grass again.

"Don't you wanna lay down?" You ask Tsuki, glancing at him, watching the sky dumbfounded.

"and get insects in my hair, no way in hell i'll do that" He said, giving you a side eye and looking back at the sky.

"Nawh comon!" you said, pulling him into your arms. "You're such a big softie, just like a titanasaurus" you said, laughing

"it's titanosaurus, and i am not" He said, grunting when he hit the ground as you wrapped your arms around him.

"You know what i mean, now just lay down and relax. Look at the stars they'll help with relaxing." You say, giving a peek on his head, laughing at him when he becomes red.

After a few minutes, you feel him relax fully in your arms as he also wraps his arms around you. "At least let me be the big spoon" He said, mumbling as you giggle and let him be the big spoon.

You two watch the stars and suddenly you see a star figure you regognize. "look thats the little bear! and beside it is the big bear!" You say enthousiastic.

"Why would they name it that even though it doens't even look like it?" Tsukishima said, dumbfounded, looking at the star figures. "Who knows, but they're pretty right?" You ask him. "yea i guess"

and hour passes by, and Tsukihima is still awake. He glances at your direction and sees that you fell asleep. He grins at the sight of your relaxed breathing, and now you head leaning against his chest.

"how cute" he said as he slowly moved to pick you up really trying not to wake you. When he successfully did, he walked back inside and placed you on a nearby couch. He grabs a blanket and lays it over you. He smiles down at you and gives you a soft kiss on the lips.

"Sleepwel, my love"

Hello everyone, i wanted to write a ff about haikyuu bc i already wrote 2 of MHA. I chose a fluff ff about Tsuki bc HES SO UNDERRATED. DINO BOY NEEDS MORE ATTENTION WHOS WITH ME?!

#fluff #tsukishima kei #tsukishima x reader #tsukishima fluff #haikyuu fanfiction #anime

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multi-kpop-fanfics · 2 years

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seungcheol getting so worked up over kissing and grinding that he cums in his pants🤭

He would be needy and overall hyperactive with you after returning from touring bcs he has missed you dearly and he wants to have you in his arms (and be inside you) for as long as he can.

“C-Cheol, slow down a bit, I’m not going anywhere!”, you softly push him to catch your breath, giggling at his neediness. “Don’t wanna risk wasting time, baby, we were separated for far too long”, he deadpans and goes back into kissing you with even more fervor.

You can feel him everywhere, he has you caged between his body and the mattress, hands roaming each other’s bodies hungrily. You can feel Seungcheol’s thigh rubbing against your clothed crotch, but you don’t give a damn about it - he’s grinding himself on your thigh too.

There are no words spoken, only muffled moans and wet kissing noises, until Seungcheol starts moaning louder and pulls away for a moment, trying to catch his own breath, his cheeks flushed a bright red, sweat forming on his forehead.

“You okay, honey?”, “Yeah, I j-just need a second”, he breathes out, trying to regain his composure, but the feeling of embarrassment is too much to handle and he finally breaks.

“I can’t believe I came like a fifteen year-old”, he groans in defeat and you give him a Chesire cat grin, patting his thigh to turn on his back. As soon he lays down, you situate yourself between his thighs, smoothing your palms over his now stained shorts.

“Y/N? What are you doing?”, “I just wanna get you cleaned up, Cheollie”, you grin and slide his shorts and boxers down, revealing his cum covered cock, still hard and twitching. “Why aren’t you getting a towel then?”, he asks with a raised brow and you scoff.

“I never said I would use a towel, baby”.

#svthub #scoups smut #seungcheol smut #svt scoups #choi seungcheol #svt smut #seventeen smut #seventeen #answered

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psychoc1ty · 6 months

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✧.* - sexting

summary: johnny's on the road, and you miss him. he had a premiere in cali, and you guys live far from that.

warnings: sexting, smut, sub!reader, dom!johnny

a/n: i have like nth to do so i'm writing to waste time also pretend you guys live in knoxville since like

wc: 841 words

(no song bc i had no song ideas LMAO)

johnny was on the road, which it wasn't a surprise to you considering he's always doing stunts. he was in california for the new premiere of 3D.

you missed him dearly. even more than you thought you could. you both lived far from cali so it was far. you felt like texting him, but wasn't for sure what he was doing.

you wanted him here so bad. you never wanted him to leave your sight. you tried to think of something to get his attention on his phone, if it was just anything. knowing just from memory, his phone will buzz and he's on it for another hour. that's when you had a dirty thought.

you got out of your bed, and went to your dresser. you skimmed through the drawers, trying to find his favorite pair of lingerie that looked hot on you. each drawer to the next. you kept looking until you found them. they were practically stuffed pretty good in the middle drawer.

you took it off, and slipped the lingerie on. you sat on the bathroom sink, back facing the mirror. you took a photo, and looked at it before sending it off to him. you called it good, and sent it off to johnny. the text read; hey :) *attachment: 1 image*

johnny read it quicker than you thought. he was texting you back, as a chat bubble appeared. you went to go lay down on the bed, as your phone buzzed, and it was from johnny. his text read; hello to you too, ma'am. you look stunning.

you were about to respond, as his chat bubble popped up again. you stopped typing as johnny's message went through; you are so fucking lucky i'm heading back to the hotel. you felt yourself blush. you responded back; oh yeah? i can't wait to see you.

johnny responded with a question mark, that's when you sent him video of you playing with yourself. he watched it, and he responded back, being quick with you; oh my god, doll. you look so good.. you giggled behind the phone and typed; it's all for you, sir.

johnny sent an attachment, which was a video of him jerking off. you watched it as your heat was throbbing between your thighs. you started to record another video of you fucking yourself, and sending it to johnny, which included you saying words such as; good god, johnny! i'm so fucking wet..

he texted back; oh, i bet you are, babe, and then an attachment. it was just videos of you both showing your horniness to each other. you two enjoyed it a lot.

challenging yourself, you stopped using your fingers and got out your dildo, from a store he didn't wanna walk into. you got it on your time. you placed your phone all sturdy between your legs. you hit record on your camera, and placed the dildo between your wet folds. you thrusted it lightly in and out of you. you kept that on for about a minute, your moans filling the silent room. once you were done, you ended the video and sent it to johnny.

your thighs felt a chill, in anticipation of a response. as soon you turned off your phone, it buzzed. a notification lit your phone, reading; johnny <3 loved a video you sent

you opened your messages app, seeing he was typing. his text then went through; god, princess. you really do wish i was there. trust me, i wanna be there with your little mess too. you blushed. you typed back; the amount of pleasure you give me just from your texts make me wanna cum even more.

johnny smirked behind the phone; yeah? well there's no need to act shy about it, hon. go for it. i wanna see you make a mess for me.

you started to record another video, but this time you started to fuck yourself with the dildo even harder. it made you moan louder, you walls clenching together around the dildo even more. the more you started to fuck yourself rough, you came all over it. the end of the video was left with you heavy breathing.

once you ended the video, you sent it to johnny. johnny opened it quicker than you thought. he responded back with a video of him coming, with text saying; good lord, baby. such a good fuckin' girl...

you wanted a tease, so you texted him; do i make you feel good, sir? he responded back with a yes.

the time was now 11pm, and you were starting to get tired. he was too; well thank you for making me feel good, baby. i hope you're like this again for me tomorrow.. you giggled, and responded; oh you bet i will. goodnight baby. he liked your message and responded with a goodnight.

you put your phone down, and went to sleep. all you could think about was the videos johnny sent you. it didn't hurt you to go back and look at them again.

#johnny knoxville #johnny knoxville x reader #johnny knoxville smut

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