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𝐒𝐍𝐀𝐏𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐏𝐓.𝟐 — gojo satoru

synopsis. another installment of the first years going through old videos of their teacher and his friends

wc. 4.1k

tags. gojo x reader, reader in the same class as gojo, ft. nanami and haibara

an. do I have any idea where im taking this? no. still think its cute though (let’s hope the next part doesn’t take me another couple of months 🤭)

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“good evening boys,” nobara burst into megumi and yuuji’s room. the former who was shocked awake from his nap and the latter who had two big bags of popcorn in either arm. he’d been waiting for an hour for the orange-haired girl, a bright grin on his face.

“you can’t just come into our room,” megumi grumbled, pulling his pillow over his head and rolling over in his bed. nobara and yuuji ignored his complaint, dragging both chairs in their room in front of yuuji’s desk. nobara set up the laptop whilst yuuji ran to nobara’s room to grab a third chair. after five minutes of rustling, their movie night was read.

“come sit all, it’s movie time!” the orange-haired girl said excitedly, pulling megumi’s comforter off of him. he sported his usual frown but sleepily complied nonetheless, dragging the blanket around his body as he sat next to yuuji (who then forced the dark-haired teen to share some of the blanket with him).

“we’re in detention.” the screen opened up with you – hair pulled back into a ponytail as you wore your usual uniform. the three students could recognise the wall behind you as one of their own classes.

“not our fault,” shoko added, fixing gojo’s glasses on the top of her head. the two of you spoke in hushed whispers, glancing towards the door where, presumably, yaga was on the other side. you had shoved your desk closer to shoko’s so it was basically one big desk and the camera was balanced in the middle.

“never is,” you pinched the bridge of your nose, shooting the person next to you a glare.

shoko lightly shifted the camera so that geto could come into frame. he raised his hands up in surrender, “it’s not mine either.”

“satoru is getting yelled at by sensei right now,” you whisper shouted, pointing towards the door. if yuuji turned the volume up any louder, they’d be able to hear yaga yet again scolding gojo for another mistake he’d made on a mission – an order he’d probably disobeyed the more confident he grew in his own ability.

shoko frowned, throwing her hands up in exasperation, “he literally knows it was that idiot. why are we being punished?”

“maybe yaga thinks if we get annoyed at satoru he’ll stop,” geto reasoned with a sigh, as if though he wasn’t gojo’s partner in crime and equally as complicit when he entertained his antics.

“no he won’t. he thinks by punishing us, satoru will have some epiphany about his actions impacting other people. like he thinks far enough ahead to come to that realisation,” you dropped your head down onto your desk. geto laughed quietly, giving you a ‘comforting’ pat on your shoulder.

shoko leant close to the camera, a sharp pencil in hand that she lightly jutted forward, “count your days, gojo satoru.”

the classroom door slid open and the camera was abruptly dropped as yaga walked in, a head of white hair only seconds behind. “is that a came–?” his voice was muffled and cut off quickly as the clip ended.

“bagsy my turn,” yuuji practically jumped from his seat, almost spilling the popcorn everywhere as his half off the blanket dropped from his lap.

megumi grumbled at him as he grabbed the blanket and bag of popcorn from his excitable classmate. “oh no i was in such a rush,” he sarcastically quipped and nobara lightly nudged his shoulder.

gojo behaved as a god now, untouchable to all as he alone was the strongest. even though their teacher had never been anything but overtly childish, his cursed energy wasn’t something that could be ignored. seventeen year old gojo was as human as they come, lovesick and reckless and happy. the balance of the world was yet to be forced upon him.

yuuji grinned as he sat back properly, having only taken a fraction of the time to find a video he wanted in comparison to their previous snooping session. taking back his bag of popcorn, he settled himself back under the blanket. “want some?” he offered megumi, who shook his head in response. “your loss.”

as per usual, it was shoko’s face up close and personal with the camera as she adjusted the lens and made sure that it was on and focused. once she was satisfied, she spun the camera so that it was facing nanami – yuuji could hardly contain himself at seeing his beloved teacher look so… not muscular and scary. small giggles filling the dorm room.

the two were in one of the tokyo classrooms, and sat on desks on opposing sides of the room. nanami had his head deep in a book that would probably kill any of his classmates from sheer boredom alone.

“who do you think the first of us to die will be?” shoko asked indifferently as nanami’s eyebrows furrowed and he slowly looked to his left with an unimpressed expression. even as a sixteen year old, he was set in his rigid mannerisms and beliefs and often saw his four seniors as pains in the ass. whilst you and shoko were definitely ranked higher in his list of people he could tolerate than gojo and geto, questions like this made him contemplate his future in jujutsu sorcery if this was who he was going to be working alongside.

“why are you asking me that?”

“answer,” shoko demanded, zooming in the camera on nanami’s face. his blonde hair was held neatly in his side parting and he looked like anyone but the nanami the students were familiar with.

it looked like he was contemplating telling shoko she was odd, or completely blanking her and opting to finish his book, but the thoughtful silence was interrupted by a sudden thud outside of the classroom. their heads darted up to look at the door and peer through the open doorway into the hallway only to hear gojo’s faint ‘i’m okay!’.

nanami let out a drawn out sigh, shaking his head. “him.”

“none of us!” haibara’s voice called out as he peered out of the classroom’s cupboard that he’d been reorganising (it had been gojo and geto’s job but they’d left it worse than when they’d arrived and he really didn’t want to get told off again by yaga).

shoko eyed the camera in disbelief, not even trying to entertain the young teen’s impossible ideology. “you know the mortality rate of a sorcerer right?” she called back to haibara who didn’t falter in his cheeriness as he affirmed his point.

“and? geto and gojo are almost special grades already! you’ve got to have some faith in us,” he grinned, slipping his jacket back on as he finished up his tidying. his footsteps held a skip that the older students had lost – an innocence that was rarely allowed to exist in the jujutsu world.

yuuji had stopped giggling at the younger appearances of the sorcerers he now knew because he didn’t know him. it was a reminder to the three that no matter how positive they remained against the hardships that would come, it wouldn’t matter. it was kill or be killed and one tiny little mistake, one movement a fraction of a second too late, was the difference between getting paid and coming home in a body bag.

“lame,” shoko rolled her eyes. she tapped her twin twice as she pondered her own question before pointing at the blond opposite her, “my guess is nanami.” despite his disinterest in the question itself, he shot a look of offence to shoko who raised her free hand in surrender. “imagine this: you’re put on a mission with gojo. you’d ask the curse to kill you.”

“i’m getting killed by a curse?” the special grade in question peered into the classroom, glasses pushed up onto his head and revealing his renowned dazzling blue eyes. there was a small scratch on his cheek – presumably from whatever he’d hit into a few minutes prior.

“no, nanami is to avoid you.”

gojo gasped, one hand on the door frame and the other over his heart as he cried out that ‘that couldn’t be true’ and nanami was his ‘bestest bestie for life’. he only halted his dramatics when you and geto forced him out of the doorway so you could join the rest of your classmates.

you sat in your usual seat next to shoko and geto sat on top of your desk. gojo, on the other hand, remained at the door, jaw practically on the floor as he aggressively pointed at the annoyed blond. “guys, nanami is going to die so he doesn’t have to be friends with me, defend me!”

“at least one of us is brave enough to end our suffering,” geto teased, pinching the bridge of his nose with a grin as you lightly hit his arm, scolding him for entertaining gojo’s behaviour.

instead of giving the white haired sorcerer’s antics any more attention, shoko turned the camera so that it was only a couple of inches from your face. “who do you think will die first?”

“satoru,” you said in unison with geto, eliciting another gasp as gojo dropped onto the floor, faking death.

when he didn’t get the sympathetic reaction he wanted, he abruptly sat up, pointing a finger directly at you and geto, “did we all just forget five minutes ago when i kicked your asses in training?”

“i’m literally a grade two sorcerer, what sort of flex is that mr i’m-practically-special-grade-please-worship-the-ground-i-walk-on?” you scoffed. the video ended a few moments later, cutting off laughter and satoru bickering with you.

there was a brief moment of silence – mixed feelings towards what the three had just witnessed. of course it was fun to watch their teacher and his friends but death was a sobering event.

“megumi?” nobara gestured for him to take his turn on choosing their next video but he shook his head, cradling what remained of the bag of popcorn (he’d stolen it back after yuuji nearly spilled once he saw nanami).

“no thanks, you can take my go,” he offered and nobara grinned, worries set aside as she leant forward to find the next video. it was like watching a tv show but it was real life and she knew the characters.

yuuji tried to argue it should be his go – megumi did steal his popcorn after all – but megumi didn’t care enough to aid his argument and there was no way yuuji could overpower the orange-haired sorcerer without his support. nobara was a force to be reckoned with and yuuji was scared to make her mad.

“is that the teacher from kyoto?” nobara asked after several moments of silently scrolling.

yuuji leaned forward to look at the thumbnail of the video she held the cursor over and in between two tall cherry blossom trees was utahime iori. “it is!” he said excitedly; he’d never seen her without the scar before.

the video opened with utahime running towards the camera from the pink trees. they were fully bloomed and in the background there were tourists taking photos.

“did you get a good picture? does my hair look okay?” utahime asked whoever was behind the camera. the questions were so mundane – the questions of teenage girls worried more about their social media than if they’d survive their next mission.

“yeah don’t worry it always does,” shoko’s voice was heard speaking. her hand appeared in the frame a moment later as she handed utahime back her phone. “here’s your phone.”

“you never say that to me,” you grumbled.

“take the hint,” shoko threw a handful of cherry blossom leaves at you and there was the sound of rustling as you tried to shake what you could out of your hair.

“shoko ieiri!” you whined, followed by some incoherent threat and a complaint that you’d just had your hair done after some curse had ruined it the other week.

utahime picked up the camera, lifting it high up to show off the trees and bustling streets of tourists and commuters. “i thought we specifically didn’t bring gojo and geto to avoid childless arguments.”

“yn’s fault,” shoko countered, jumping away into the frame of the camera as you tried to hit her arm. she giggled, half behind utahime, “do you at least have gojo’s card?”

“you mean this gorgeous thing?” you appeared on the other side of utahime, sleek black card between your fingertips that you showed to the camera. “today is on him ladies.”

“you truly are taking one for the team being with him, i retract all earlier insults.” shoko held her hand out for a truce, bowing her head as you took her hand.

“i appreciate it, it’s not an easy task,” you dramatically wiped a fake tear away from the corner of your eyes. gojo had given you the card before you’d embarked on your monthly trip to the city, telling you that as long as you brought back a bag of sweets and kikufuku from that one cafe, he didn’t care what you spent.

you froze a moment later, a look of deep thought crossing your features, “can you guys hear that?”

“no,” utahime frowned, a look of concern as she glanced around at the crowd. if your day was about to be ruined by a curse, or worse yet, curse users–

“sounds like the card is saying we need to buy overpriced starbucks.” the three of you broke out into grins at the potential that the black card had given you.

“oh my god, you’re so right and wait,” shoko grabbed your wrist and brought the card close to her ear, “it needs cigarettes to be bought too.”

“shoko! you said you were quitting,” utahime nudged her and shoko blew her an apologetic kiss. the nicotine patches she’d bought to try and quit were still sealed and in a draw she hadn’t opened since she put them in there several weeks ago. quitting was nothing more than a fantasy considered once every blue moon.

“she’s a liar–”

“–and proud,” shoko finished your sentence with a nonchalant shrug.

“i wish sensei would give me his card for a day,” nobara said wistfully as the video ended, twisting a strand of her orange hair around her finger as she mentally plotted the order in which she’d go to all of the shops in tokyo. all she’d need was a full day – 9 to 5 – and she’d never have to shop another day in her life.

“you’d max it out within an hour,” yuuji scoffed, scooping a handful of the popcorn into his mouth. nobara scrunched her nose up at him as he messily chewed down.

“actually it’s a lot harder than it would seem,” megumi noted.

nobara raised a brow at him – megumi and shopping? “you’ve tried?”

“we tried multiple times,” megumi spoke without much of a second thought. his jaw clenched slightly as he realised his mistake and the consequential curious eyes . pointing to the dark screen, he lightly elbowed the boy next to him’s side, “yuuji take your go quick before i kick kugisaki out so i can sleep.”

“welcome to yn’s kitchen- don’t touch that,” you whacked geto’s hand with a wooden spoon, stopping him from dipping his finger into the bowl of chocolate icing. the dark haired sorcerer cradled his ‘injured’ hand though it was comical to believe you’d actually done any damage – he was at least an entire six inches taller than you.

“today we made a cake,” you held your arms out in a jazz hands manner to show something that… resembled a cake? if the students squinted maybe they’d agree.

“for satoru’s birthday,” geto added, pulling out the big ‘18’ candles that would eventually be used.

it was pretty obvious that neither of you had any real baking experience, but the thought was definitely there. the shape somewhat was cylindrical, only a small clump had chosen to stay in the pan and had to be ‘surgically’ glued back to the rest of the shape with a large scoop of nutella. you were hoping that the icing would disguise the bitterness of the burnt edges.

“taste it,” you smiled at the camera, shifting the plate towards geto like you were on some cooking show and that pile of sponge was something to be proud of.

geto pushed the plate back without any hesitation, “i don’t want to.”

“do it.”

“you do it.”

your smile dropped and you flashed geto a glare before composing yourself by clearing your throat. taking a deep breath, you broke off a tiny piece of the top layer of the cake, “so i’m now going to trial this small bit for research purposes.”

you barely had chewed twice before your mouth was scrunching up in disgust and you were disappearing off camera to find a bin to spit it out into.

geto, unfazed and unsurprised by your joint failure, picked up the spatula and began dolloping it onto the top of the cake.

“that’s horrendous-” you came back in view with a glass of water in hand. “what are you doing?”

“hiding that with icing,” he stated obviously.

“we’re still giving that to him?”

geto grinned, directly at the camera as he hoped gojo would find this video after he too ate this. “obviously we’re still giving it to him.”

“it’s weird,” yuuji hummed once the video ended, “those two were sensei’s closest friends and yet he doesn’t speak about either.”

“can you blame him? have you ever spoken to maki about the attack geto led against the school last year?” nobara pointed out and yuuji’s eyes widened as he’d nodded. maki was a woman of few words but when it came to yuta? she’d spend all day ranting about how much she disliked geto and that he’d gotten what was coming to him.

“my turn,” megumi placed the now empty bag of popcorn onto the floor as he scrolled and clicked on the first video that he could find. you weren’t a conversation he was ready to have yet – he could bearly speak to gojo about it, let alone the two loudest mouths in the school.

the video opened to the loud sound of the subway. shoko and geto were sat on one side whilst you and gojo on the other – with you holding up the camera as your beloved boyfriend stood up in the middle of the subway carriage.

“fit check!” gojo did a little spin, showing off his basic hoodie and baggy jeans that he wore almost every time the four snuck out of the high school – or in fact, did anything together for that matter. for someone so rich he really did not use his wealth to its full capacity.

after his little twirl and bow, he dropped back down next to you, looking over the camera into your eyes as he seeked your validation. “i look hot right?”

“you always look hot,” you flipped the camera to face yourself as you not-so-subtly-whispered, “his mum paid me to say that.” the students knew their teacher well enough to know that the dramatic gasp they heard was almost definitely followed by an overexaggerated display of anguish. your giggles and geto’s laughter only confirmed the conclusion.

“i think i need a kiss to recover. or i’ll spend the rest of my days as a ghost, heart broken and never able to leave this subway as i haunt it and all the other coup–” the lens view was obstructed by their teacher’s hoodie as you gave into his demands, cutting off his pathetic rant.

a loud groan was heard from shoko as she snatched back the camera and held it up to her unimpressed face and geto gagging. “i prefer it when they’re broken up,” she grumbled.

before megumi could interject and tell nobara to get out now (he didn’t care if yuuji teased him for his ‘need for beauty sleep’), the video ended and automatically opened onto the next one. his words were caught in his throat at the oh-so-familiar apartment.

“get that out of my face.” you were older now, only be a few years but there was a scar on your neck that hadn’t been there in any of the other videos. gojo’s laugh could be heard as he ignored your request and instead held it up high enough to capture you both in the frame.

“you don’t remember this old thing?” he wrapped an arm around your shoulders and pressed a kiss to your forehead, securing you before you could duck away from him.

“we’re twenty one stop acting like we’re ancient,” you crossed your arms in front of yourself as you accepted that maybe just possibly you didn’t quite the match the strength of jujutsu’s strongest sorcerer.

“we may as well be. we’ve got two kids.”

your eyes widened and you shook your head, “we do not–”

“yn!” a small megumi appeared in the corner of the frame and you quickly shut up as gojo gave you an i-told-you-so look. “gojo said he’d help me with my maths homework. an hour ago.”

the smugness almost instantly vanished from the sorcerers face as you glared at him for once again avoiding his responsibilities. because apparently there was more to looking after children than feeding them and taking them out for the day as a reward when they beat up bullies in school.

“i’m a busy man megumi, saving lives, helping–” gojo winced as you elbowed him in the side, allowing you to slip from his grasp.

“ignore him megs, let’s go into the living room,” you said, ushering the small boy out of the room. two years of this and you were surprised that megumi even still bothered to give gojo a chance to act his age.

“don’t take my sweets!”

you halted megumi purposefully, “do you want gojo’s sweets?” the camera although kind of forgotten now, still had the young boy in view and picked up his smirk in full as he nodded.

“i’d love them.” gojo winced again, pretending like tears were about to start falling. as if though he couldn’t easily afford to replace anything they did eat by the thousands.

“perfect,” you exaggerated in a condescending tone. as the amazing parent that you were, you made sure not to forget about the other child that was staying with you. “tsu! do you want a treat?”

“yeah!”

“even better,” you clapped your hands together and gestured for megumi to continue on into the living room again. “have fun with your camera love. i’m very busy adulting here.”

“this isn’t over,” the white haired sorcerer shook his head, betrayal clear on his features.

you mouthed the words ‘i love you’, blowing him a little kiss as you disappeared around the corner. gojo gave you a fake grin, narrowing his eyes at the camera.

“jokes on them, i pay the bills. no more electricity for them.”

“you were so cute!” yuuji practically squealed as he and nobara jumped up

“your hair was so spiky!” nobara reached out to poke at his less bold spikes that he sported nowadays. they had earnt him his nickname of ‘sea urchin’ but still couldn’t beat his younger hairdo.

“can we meet her?” yuuji asked, the poor boy having been oblivious to any of the social cues that nobara already had. nobara coughed at his request, eyes flicking between the two boys.

megumi shook his head. “i think that’s enough for tonight. please, kugisaki,” he nodded his head towards the door. the girl gave him a quick salute, completing her secret handshake with yuuji before she grabbed the laptop and disappeared from their dorm back to her own.

the dark haired student ignored yuuji’s complaints as he dropped himself back onto his bunk bed, reaching for his phone. upon opening his messages, he scrolled to a contact and pressed on the chat.

all of the messages displayed on the screen were sent from him to the unknown contact. there was never a response, or even a read message. just ‘delivered’. he knew that if he scrolled up it would be much the same. the last message he’d ever received was one on his 14th birthday; a simple ‘happy birthday. i love you. i’m sorry’.

hi. we miss you. i hope you’re doing okay.

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kookie-doughs · 7 months

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Maybe Hero

Hawks / Keigo Takami X Reader

-Y/N L/N a UA’s 1st year Department of Support was mistaken by the No. 2 hero as a hero.

Chapter 2: Ms. Newbie

Patrol.

The number of times you've been mistaken as a newbie hero was a lot. Considering you have no plans of being a hero.

You're just walking around in your new suit to advertise.

After Izuku had finished classes, he rushed to the lab to test on your suit. When it worked with a resounding success, you only need market. Making the suit would be impossible for Mei with rhe number of micro properties that needs to be perfected and no tools needed so you are needed in making. You both are also lacking in materials with just the materials racking around 70 million yen, thanks to those other equipments you've sold you got the money.

Now, this extremely expensive suit needs to be sold. What better way to get the attention other than to showcase it.

You fly relatively high to see a bigger area, but low enough to catch people's attention. Scouring for trouble, no hero was deployed in the area to scout so it shouldn't be a hard time finding a villain.

Not that you were manifesting or glad, but you managed to find one after an explosion occurred. You were excited to show off your new robot... until you saw the number of people going down one after the other.

Ah right. You were still a 15 year old with no heroic experiences, you had completely forgotten.

It wasn't a huge threat but a threat nonetheless. Maybe would require a help of 2 heroes of low rank or 1 mid ranked hero.

You were scared.

But your fear was overpowered. When you saw a familiar face.

"Holy shit is that the vice of Honkai Industries?!" The smell of investment.

When the villain was running to attack the man, you swoop in and grabbed him.

"Who are you?!" The man was scared. You settle him down to an open area.

"Your next business partner."

You pull out your sword from your side and ignited it.

The villain was a transformation type. His limbs extended and stretched as if it was from a cartoon.

He uses no equipment you can mess with.

You charged forward, swinging your sword in a calculated arc. The man swiftly dodged and weaved, his body contorting and stretching to evade each precise strike. With a fierce grin on his face, he retaliated, launching himself into the air and delivering a barrage of rapid punches, his fists slamming into the robot's metallic exterior. You raise your arms to prevent the attack on your exposed head...

Undeterred, you countered with a sweep of a sword. The man, stretched his limbs, propelling himself out of harm's way just in time. As he landed, a spark of determination flickered in his eyes and a sickening smirk.

"You're pathetically weak for a hero."

You flinched. "ITS BECAUSE IM NOT A HERO I'VE NEVER RECEIVED ANY TRAINING I DONT WANT TO BE A HERO!" You scream in your mind.

He lunged forward, delivering a series of lightning-fast attacks, each blow connecting with precision. You try your best to keep up with his attacks. Upon successfully keeping up with it due to the material used for the robot, you endured the onslaught, your sword swining blindly trying to land a hit on him.

But in a climatic moment the man's fist grew larger, one could compare the size to a giant's. You can't escape that...

As the fist slowly descended. Hawks swiftly intervened, swooping in to save you from possibly dying. With his wings spread wide, Hawks shielded you from the man's attack, effectively redirecting the course of the battle.

"That was close. Help the civilians, I'll handle the rest!" Hawks ordered.

But you were still shaken from the fact you almost died.

"Miss!" He shakes you, snapping you back. You looked at him fearfully. He sighs knowing you are incapacitated for now. "Can you stay somewhere safe hmm?"

With tears pooling, you reluctantly nodded. He gave you a smile and you got away from his hold.

The vice from Honkai Industries had long left the scene, and you checked to see if there were any civilians you come across whilst running.

Getting somewhere you think was safe enough you got off your suit. There were numerous of damages, it didn't seem like so as you were in contact. The material used was totally worth it as it kept you safe. You activate your quirk restoring the suit.

The number of damages it took was quite a lot as you never really dodged any attacks so you sat next to your suit as it repaired itself.

Luckily your sword had no damages.

You curled yourself, tucking your knees in as you softly cry alone. You never wanted to be a hero. What were you thinking.

"I could've died." You sobbed quietly.

Shaking in fear, fighting really wasn't your strong suit. Kendo classes as a kid being the only source of your knowledge.

Your pity party was interrupted when you gelt something tickle you. You raise your head, your snot, tear and sweat covered face, to see the hero who had saved you kneeling in front of you. You bite your lip to prevent your sobs.

"You did great you know..." He pulls you in, rubbing soothing circles on your back. "You held out and kept the civilians safe. And you're safe too. All is well."

You cling on his coat taking deep ragged breaths to calm yourself down.

"Ms. Newbie, you can't let every fight break you down. You're a hero, you have to stand your ground. Are you going to cry like this everytime you fight a villain?"

You composing yourself raised your head once again. He gave you a smile that was infectious.

"Ahh, look at what you did, you made a mess on my coat. SMH."

You laughed, "Did you seriously just say SMH?"

"Maybe..."

Your gaze swept over the hero's features, you couldn't help but be captivated by his unique charm. His piercing, keen eyes drawing her in with their intensity. The slight curve of his lips, hinting at a playful yet confident demeanor, caused a flutter in your heart.

You flushed realizing you've been staring. The hero clears his throat, and takes his coat off.

"You know, you made a mess out of that its only fair you get it cleaned. Maybe give it back on i don't know, whenever neither of us have patrol? Over coffee or lunch?"

Your heart skipped at the suggestion. Holy shit was he really asking you on a date. You looked at him in shock.

Your eyes traced the lines of his face, noting the subtle imperfections that only added to his allure. The rugged edges of his jawline, held a magnetic appeal. And the way his wind-tousled hair framed his face, sparked a growing fascination within. You wondered if this will get you anywhere.

"So? Ms. Newbie, are you free?"

"I-" You couldn't bring yourself to correct him about something that is probably important. You know the moment you do, you'll lose his attention. "I-I'm free next weekend..."

The hero smirked, "So can I get your name and number?" He hands you his phone.

You couldn't give him your name. What if he looks you up?

"W-well I dont know yours. I dont think it's fair for only one of us to know..." You laughed nervously as you input your number.

"Well you, cutie, can call me Hawks." He smiled. "I on the other hand, have nothing to call you."

Your suit dinged indicating that the repair was done. You got up to get on.

"Y-You can just call me uhm... whatever you want." you flushed.

He chuckled, "A woman secrets. Not even a hero name?"

"I'm not known for a reason."

"Robot Samurai."

"What-?"

"I'm trying to think of a hero name. Robo Kenshi? Optimus Prime?"

"Optimus Prime?" You giggled.

"He has a sword." He shrugged. "What about Cyberblade? I like Cyberblade."

You shake your head, "Call me whatever. Its not like I'll use it."

"WOW, That is so rude. I'm using all my amazing naming skills."

"You named yourself Hawks, because you're a bird."

"Robot Samurai wins then?"

"I'll see you next weekend." You smile to yourself and fly away.

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sasoxichomoshi · 7 months

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hey! i'm planning on writing a lol vampire au heavily inspired by castlevania and i want nilah as one of the protagonist monster hunters, but i have very little idea on how to write her. there are veeeery few good nilah fics (and i found only one that was nilah-centric) so i dont have much fan material to base myself on.

i find nilah really hard to write because we don't know a lot about her prior to ashlesh and writing a character that only feels ona emotion is a challenge. i still intend on making ashlesh and their deal a thing (although not necessarily as extreme as the runeterra version) but I really wanted to hear from the greatest nilah expert out there. do you have any tips/suggestions? what are things you feel are missing in most nilah fanworks?

i always wanted to make an overall guide on how to write nilah, but never felt comfortable in doing so, but hey now i have an excuse!! thanks frend

first i want to say that most of fanfics out there are fine and there are even some of them i like a lot despite not agreeing the way they write nilah (i guess that's what we call creative freedom lol), and nonetheless im very grateful for people picking her to write about

that said, yes you are totally right, nilah is hella difficult to write, like god level difficulty, because not only you have to know nilah, but if you're going to write her having any interaction with another character you have to know that character too (more than superficial knowledge); for example, nilah often refers to another people by their *full name* or titles, so it's something you have to keep in mind (the only exception i can imagine to this is if she's faking not knowing something for the sake of a higher objective that cannot be achieved by the use of brute force)

nilah unending happiness might sound like a big problem, but it has to be one of the most chill parts of her character; usually people tend to focus too much on the happy side of the thing, and in fact she doesn't work like this!

nilah is happy all the time yes, but it works more like a feeling of excitement than of genuine happiness, and the thing is: nilah feels other things too. well, she doesn't feel them literally, but she *believes* she feels them, it's her human part rationally thinking and mentally pointing "oh now i should feel anger" "now it's a moment of sorrow" and the moment the thought leads to a feeling, it is immediately cut by her curse

nilah lives by her principles and values inherited from her human part and past, and that's what she uses to guide her. all her feelings are suppressed by ashlesh, so she has to rely on her logic, basically

the demon's influence feels much like a grasp; it feels like its hands tightly holds nilah's head; ashlesh is oppressive, he's always watching her... and she still keeps him in control through her rituals and meditations (and even with her intelligence)

people overlook this one too, but nilah is very smart and cunning; years of reading made her a walking encyclopedia, and her tongue can be as sharp as her urumi, BUT her spiritual training with the seventh layer order also made her mindful and sensible: she's smart, but she'll only use knowledge for good; she's cunning, but she won't be if unnecessary or for personal gain.

she weighs the consequences of her actions especially when interacting with other people (which brings me to another point that nilah navigates interaction by social cues, she guesses the pattern and goes by it cause 1) she only feels joy and 2) she's contacting another cultures and lands, so it's kinda of a process of trial and error)

also, if i may say, the impression "an intimate evening at oyster bill's" gives about nilah is that she can read intentions very clearly (probably an ability she got from ashlesh), she may not know why people act the way they do, but she knows when someone is lying or being honest (or threatening her)

with these explanations in mind, here's a quick guide by topics to follow when writing nilah

INTERACTIONS

she's very reserved about herself and her past - even when writing her paired with someone, i dont think she would talk about herself, her past is forgotten and she lost herself to joy, remember that

she's moderate when speaking - if you're going to make her sound happy, do it with balance, the only moment she sounds exceptionally happy and excited is in battle

she's not emotional (logically) - she wont act "in the heat of the moment", as i said, she's thoughtful with her actions

ashlesh also "interacts" with other people - tho of what we have been presented so far makes him looks mysterious, here i believe people SHOULD flex, go for your imagination

INNER THOUGHTS

if you feel like really writing her PoV, try to follow that idea of the logical thinking i explained above and keep it short and objective

you can also describe ashlesh's influence for that emotional seasoning (as i explained above)

but (and it's my personal favorite) you can also totally avoid diving into nilah's PoV for that mystery flavor that works so well with her - no one understands her and trying to do so can create interesting settings

MANNERISMS

she always uses people full names or titles - and in this case using titles when not sure about the characters full names can help, but i advise not overuse it

whenever nilah speaks with someone, insert small mentions of recitations during the interaction - with parsimony, the better use of it happens as a tool to drive conversations; nilah can use it to avoid a question, change topics or end conversations (and the inverse can happens too!!), be creative when use it and be sure to include meaningful conversations/interaction between her lil' recitations

nilah make use of mudras, hand gestures - they can be widely used to be honest (it's more frequent when she do recitations/meditates), but you can also make creative use of it (e.g. she inserts signs in the middle of the mudras to sneakily pass a message)

DON'Ts (personal opinion)

avoid making her childish like the hell

dont make her have the joker smile all the time please please please

she doesnt laugh at everything

this one is veryyy particular of me, but nilah wont go out there mentioning ashlesh name or saying things like "this is ashlesh the lord of joy, one of the ten kings, demon of the seventh layer and i control it blah blah blah" - even if she's asked directly i doubt she would give a full answer, AGAIN she's thoughtful and objective, she wont go out there giving this kind of information for free, avoid this

i think these are my main points, ofc dont let them hold yourself on some idea, i really dont wanna hurt any creative thought by somehow "imposing" my views

something that i always have in mind is that everyone is writing nilah's epic somehow, and i believe nilah would like to see everyone's thoughts about her turning into stories

thanks so much for the ask, and sorry for the delay (and maybe i wrote it too big lol), if you have another questions please it will be a pleasure to answer them ^u^

#ask the demon #i made it too big sorry #it's bc i wanted to make it useful for more people maybe it can inspire others #nilah #nilah league of legends #league of legends

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ellitx · 10 months

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Kaleidoscope Memories | Shiki Souma x Reader

Never in Souma's life did he think he'd be head over heels for you and become his muse. Your presence in his life transformed him in ways he never thought possible, making him grateful for the unexpected love and artistic passion you brought into his world.

ASDJSAKJDASJDA I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM GRRRR ARF ARF WOOF WOOF BARK BARK ARF BARK GRR I WANT HIM TO BE MY BOYFRIEND 😭 ISTG EVERYTHING ABOUT HIM MAKES ME SWOON OVER HIM GRRR

also here’s the first part of my "Reverse Fanfic" Series! Once you're done reading from top to bottom, read it from bottom to top by parts ;) im kinda playing safe here with the tooth-rotting fluff story before i delve into the more dramatic and angsty writing so yeah this oneshot is more of an experimental but nonetheless i enjoy writing this and i will write more for him :>

general warnings: fem!reader, tooth-rotting fluff, smooches and huggies for souma <33

word count: 3.7k

i. Cooking

It’s no surprise that Souma is a hardworking person. He always tries his best in everything to find a new unique talent that he can call his own specialty. Despite how forgetful he is and how often he makes slip-ups in his daily activities, you still find everything about him cute.

And so when he asked you if you could teach him how to cook so he can create homemade dishes for his brother and for himself, you eagerly accepted his request. He doesn't want to make the same mistake after that gyudon incident.

“I wanna try making another bento.” He told you, watching you take out the grocery items from the bag he bought with you.

“That’s a good start. We can start by making egg rolls.”

Staying in his apartment really makes you feel at ease and comfortable. Everything around here is just homey and warm. You sometimes wish you could sleep with Souma but it’s embarrassing since he lives with his brother, but nonetheless, they always welcome your visits— and not because your cooking is so good and they’d love to taste more of it.

As you both stood in the kitchen, cracking eggs and slicing the carrots and green onions, you couldn't help but smile at Souma's earnestness. He approached cooking with the same determination he applied to his studies, and it was endearing to witness his enthusiasm for this new venture.

As you guided him through the steps, you noticed how he carefully followed your instructions, grasping the techniques swiftly.

Throughout the cooking session, there were some adorable blunders—like mistaking sugar for salt, again, and forgetting the order of ingredients—but each mistake only made the experience more enjoyable. Fortunately, it wasn't too salty that the dish was inedible.

You found yourself unable to resist the overwhelming affection you felt for him. His earnest efforts and genuine excitement were simply too endearing to ignore. As he giggled at yet another mix-up, you couldn't help but lean in and plant a gentle kiss on his rosy cheeks.

"Souma, you're just too cute," you said with a fond smile, feeling your heart flutter with affection. "Even your blunders make me adore you even more."

He blushed, his cheeks turning an even deeper shade of red, but the grin on his face grew wider. He loves being adored by you but he wants more. And so his mischievous side came to the forefront, eyes glinting in slight excitement.

"You missed," he whined, a small pout drawing over his lips. His complaint had you puzzled by his words and before you could ask for clarification, he leaned in playfully, attempting to give you a cheeky kiss. However, the unexpected bump of your nose made the moment turn awkward.

A soft stifled chuckle escaped from Souma's lips, but he quickly composed himself, his cheeks tinged with a slight blush. Embarrassed by the situation, you couldn't help but playfully frown and lightly slammed his chest with your fist.

“Souma, don’t laugh!”

The laugh he was trying his best to hold back slipped right out of his lips and came right out was a series of hearty chuckles. Hearing such genuine happiness made your stomach have butterflies fluttering all over the place.

“Sorry, sorry! The sound you made was so adorable when I bumped into you.”

Embarrassed by the situation, you couldn't help but smile back, appreciating his lightheartedness. Your boyfriend has always been like this, constantly finding every small thing positive, even his mistakes and it’s what made you fall for him. Without missing a beat, he kissed you tenderly, making your heart skip a beat.

"I love you," he whispered against your neck, burying his head over and the ends of his hair tickled your skin. A warm and fuzzy feeling enveloped your entire being and in that moment, all the mishaps and teasing melted away, leaving only the sweet intimacy between the two of you.

As you wrapped your arms around him, you couldn't help but reciprocate his affectionate gesture.

Well, he deserves that kiss.

ii. Cuddling

Feeling his warm embrace on the couch, you couldn't help but be absorbed by the enticing world of online shopping. Your boyfriend nuzzled closer to you, trying to capture your attention, but you remained engrossed in the virtual realm of fashion.

He playfully squeezed your waist, attempting to draw your focus away from the screen. "[Name]-chan, if you want to buy clothes, we can go out shopping," he suggested, hoping to entice you with the idea of a date.

You giggled at his adorable pout, leaning back against him, savoring the comforting scent of his cologne. "We could, but I'm not finding anything that catches my eye right now," you replied, your thumb still scrolling through the pages.

"But Tokyo has so many stores and malls," Souma insisted, his determination evident. "Shinjuku and Shibuya are great places to find cute clothes."

As he mentioned the bustling shopping districts, you couldn't deny the appeal of an actual outing. Turning your head to meet his gaze, you found his eyes filled with excitement and anticipation. His desire to spend time with you was evident, and it melted your heart.

And it hurts you to deny him more than all those tear-jerking shoujo animes you have watched with him. As much as you loved the idea of spending time with Souma and going on a shopping date, a part of you wanted to stay cozy on the couch a little longer. However, you knew how much he looked forward to the outing, and the last thing you wanted was to see him sad or disappointed like a sad puppy.

"Actually, you know what would be just as fun?" you suggested, trying to find a compromise that would make both of you happy. "Let's have a cozy day in. We can order some delicious food, binge-watch our favorite shows, and just cuddle here on the couch."

His face lit up at the mention of cuddling, and he pulled you closer, wrapping his arms around you.

"That does sound nice," he admitted, his smile returning. "But I was really looking forward to going out with you."

You couldn't resist his adorable pout, and your heart melted at the sight. "I know, and I really appreciate that," you said sincerely, brushing a hand through his pink hair affectionately. "But I promise we'll have just as much fun staying in. Plus, it's more intimate, and I get to have you all to myself."

His pout softened into a half-smile as he considered your words. "Well, I guess spending time with you is what matters the most," he said, snuggling closer to you.

"That's the spirit," you replied, pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead. "Now, how about we make this cozy day extra special? I'll pamper you with all the attention you want, and we can have a date right here, just the two of us."

Souma's eyes lit up again, and he nodded eagerly. "Okay, deal!" he said, his enthusiasm returning. "As long as I get to be with you, I'm happy."

With that settled, you both settled back into each other's arms, relishing the warmth of each other's presence. The prospect of a cozy day turned out to be just as wonderful as you had hoped, and as you enjoyed the comfort of cuddles and each other's company, Souma was already dozing off. The gentle warmth, comfort, and feeling of being so close to you lead him to a sense of relaxation and contentment whilst you’re locked in his arms.

iii. Gift

On your anniversary, Souma surprised you with a thoughtful gift—a mint green colored teddy bear adorned with a cute cap and earrings that reminded you of him.

You wondered if he intentionally did that and created small accessories that highlighted his sense of style and fashion so you can always think of him even if he’s not by your side.

The moment you laid eyes on the teddy bear, you couldn't help but smile so widely, touched by his sweet gesture.

“Souma!! This is so adorable! I love it so much~!!”

You tightly hugged the toy, the cuteness fever rush was taking a toll on you and you heard him chuckling across you.

“I thought I’d buy it for you when I saw that when I was shopping. I’m glad you like it.” He pecked your cheek and hovered his hand over to the box you were holding.

“There’s more inside~” he cooed enticingly and just from the light in your eyes was enough to make him melt right there and then. God, he thanks the heavens for meeting you and appearing in his life.

You harvested through several paper star origami and you saw a white synthetic white sheet. And you couldn't believe your eyes. Your heart fluttered and raced a thousand miles and you almost cried just how much effort he put through in this.

Deep in the box were multiple polaroid films of you and Souma together. The image of him hugging you from behind, your hand gently cradling his face as you both smiled at the camera, brought tears of joy to your eyes. You were so grateful for his creativity and thoughtfulness, touched by the effort he put into curating these beautiful memories.

“Souma-kun~!! Ah, stop being so romantic!”

You playfully scolded him, hiding yourself on his chest so he can’t see how red your face was. Souma merrily laughed and caressed the top of your head. He missed capturing your bashful face but he didn’t miss how red your ears are. He’s so tempted to scoop you in his arms and kiss you all over the place. From your nose to your temple, then your cheek, and down to your neck—

"Oh? Since when did you take this?"

He turned to you and saw you were holding a photo of yourself smiling with a white flower in your hand.

Souma snickered, a smirk drawing over to his lips. "It's a secret." He uttered each syllable playfully with a wink, holding out his index finger over to his lips.

Blushing even more at Souma's playful teasing, you playfully swatted his arm, trying to hide your embarrassment. "Stop being sneaky," you murmured, but the smile on your face betrayed your attempt to scold him.

As he caressed the top of your head, you couldn't help but melt into his touch. His playful laughter and affectionate gestures made your heart skip a beat. And you cherished these moments of pure happiness with him, clearly enjoying the adorable back-and-forth between the two of you. He admired your spirited and cheeky side, which only made him fall deeper in love with you.

Though the fondness ceased when you flipped over to the next image.

“Pft…”

Your boyfriend tilted his head and he noticed how your shoulders were shaking. “[Name]? What’s wrong?”

“I-it’s nothing,” your voice wavered and he grew concerned that is until he saw you holding a piece of paper which was the poem he wrote for you.

Roses are red, violets are blue

I cling to you like a glue

Will you please be my please be my dream come true?

Oh, he repeated the “please be my” when writing the poem.

iv. Movie Date

A lot of things have been bugging his mind and to this day he knows that he shouldn’t mess this up or else he’ll bury himself from embarrassment if he did.

Souma sighed, his heart hammering in his chest as he waited for the service crew to arrive with the snacks he ordered.

He meticulously selected his outfit, second-guessing each choice, wanting to make a lasting impression. His hands trembled slightly as he tried to style his hair, hoping it looked just right. Left and right, he’s been fidgeting a lot. From readjusting his wristwatch to opening his camera phone to check his appearance, and then fumbling with the buttons of his shirt.

It’s a constant repeat from here to there and it felt like hours waiting for his order. He wanted everything to be perfect, knowing that this moment held the potential to become a significant change in his life.

He recalled standing at the agreed-upon meeting spot, he spotted you approaching, and a mix of awe and nervousness washed over him.

He couldn't help but feel grateful for the chance to spend time with you. His cheeks reddened slightly as he greeted you with a smile, admiring how adorable you looked in the dress you wore, hoping it hid the nervousness he felt.

“Sir, your order is here.” The voice across him halted his thoughts as he reverted his eyes to the source. He blinked and then realized his order arrived. Souma chuckled lightly before taking the two drinks from the counter. He thanked them, gave a small bow, and went off to search for you.

Good thing you weren't there or else you might see just how airheaded he is. That would be so lame... Shaking his head to get rid of those possibilities, he set his focus back on his objective. He spotted you standing near the corner, your back facing him, engrossed in the movie posters displayed on the wall. Excited to share the snacks with you, he hurried over, his eyes fixed on your figure.

“[Name]-chan, I’m back!” He jogged to where you were, making sure he didn't trip and drop the drinks. “I got your drink.”

Upon getting close and standing next to you, his eyes widened when an unfamiliar face turned to him. “Um… Is there something I can help you with?” The stranger sheepishly asked, a blush forming across her cheeks when there was literally a hot guy talking to her.

Souma blinked and his face turned slightly red as he chuckled, realizing his blunder. "Oops, I'm sorry," he apologized, trying to hide his laughter. "I mistook you for someone else. My apologies!”

The stranger chuckled as well, amused by the mix-up. "No worries. Happens to the best of us," she replied good-naturedly.

Embarrassed yet trying to maintain his composure, Souma quickly made his way to find you, his heart still racing from the funny yet embarrassing encounter. This time he made sure the girl he was approaching was you.

“[Name]-chan!” You looked up from your phone and saw Souma walking towards you before handing you the drink with a bashful grin. "Here you go, got your favorite drink," he said, relieved that he finally found you.

You couldn't help but giggle at his adorable flushed face. "Thank you,” you said, taking the cup from him. "You almost gave my snack to a stranger."

Your date exploded from embarrassment. His entire face was covered in bright pink and steam coming out from his ears.

“Y-you saw that?”

He can’t find himself laughing at this situation. Normally, he’d laugh it off but if you saw that, then he just wants the ground to swallow him up.

As Souma's embarrassment reached its peak, he couldn't help but wish for an escape from the situation. His heart pounded even faster, and he felt like he was melting under your gaze. With a sheepish grin, he attempted to hide his flushed face with his hands, the heat of his embarrassment evident in his entire demeanor.

"I-I can't believe you saw that," he stammered, his voice slightly shaky. "I was so nervous and... I must have looked like a complete goof."

You couldn't resist the urge to reach out and gently pat his shoulder, reassuring him with a warm smile. "Don't worry. It was kind of cute, actually," you said, finding his flustered state endearing.

His pink cheeks grew even rosier, and he managed a shy chuckle, still embarrassed by the situation but grateful for your understanding. "Thanks for being so nice about it," he said, appreciating your kindness.

Souma’s very much aware of how love-struck he is when it comes to you. He’s mesmerized by your presence, drawn in by your laughter and the sparkle in your eyes, and hearing such a warm giggle had his heart fluttering all over the place. His stomach was churning and turning in multiple ways just how adorable and sweet you are.

Despite his initial nervousness, he realized that being with you felt natural and effortless. The conversation flowed smoothly, and his worries slowly melted away in the warmth of your company.

v. Perfect Capture

“Sorry for dragging you out here with me, Shiki-kun.”

You and Souma strolled through the garden park, the vibrant blooms and serene surroundings were so beautiful you hoped that the gears in your head could work again and come up with an inspiration.

“Don’t worry. I appreciate you inviting me to go with you. I was having a rough time as well thinking of a good design for the project.” The graphic designer assured you with a soft smile.

As you both continued to walk through the garden park, you couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort in Souma's presence. The peaceful ambiance and the beauty of nature seemed to have a calming effect on both of you, washing away the stress and worries of the day. This place is so relaxing and gorgeous, he wondered how come he didn’t know this place. It’s as if he’s entered a secret garden with all these flowers blooming and the trees full of life.

"This place is amazing," he remarked, his voice filled with wonder. "I can't believe I've never been here before."

You smiled, feeling a sense of pride for introducing him to this enchanting spot. "It's one of my favorite places to visit when I need inspiration or just some peace and quiet. I'm glad I could share it with you."

As the sun dipped lower in the sky, casting a golden glow over the garden, you found yourselves lost in the beauty of the moment.

“Shiki-kun, look!” Kneeling down to the ground, you pointed at a flower with white petals. With a grin on your face, you started explaining how the flower symbolizes purity and a vow of fidelity.

As you talked and explained the meaning of the flower, Souma stared at you in awe. Your voice went deaf to his ears but the glow of your figure being radiated by the sun gave a soft golden warm tone over your skin. The white dress complimented your features further, and together with the hydrangeas in the background, it’s the perfect spot for this scene.

You were still admiring the little flowers, playing with their petals, lost in your own river of thoughts. The smile donned on your lips right now is so beautiful, the kind that could make even an angel blush.

Unbeknownst to you, Souma couldn't help but admire how beautiful and captivating you looked in this natural setting. Your eyes sparkled with excitement, and your smile exuded a sense of joy that he found utterly mesmerizing.

He wanted to capture this moment, the genuine happiness he saw in you. He mustered up the courage to snap a picture, capturing this moment in his memory.

With the DSLR camera in his hand, he discreetly positioned himself, silently framing the shot, careful not to interrupt the flow of the moment. He snapped the picture, wanting to hold onto this glimpse of you, this snapshot of your essence in that idyllic setting.

And as he gazed at the photo he had taken, a thought crossed his mind.

You’re the most gorgeous person Souma had ever taken a shot of.

vi. Inspiration

Souma keeps overthinking about the designs he made.

Your own goodness and confidence… He always wondered where he could get those things.

When he spends his days wielding his strengths to figure out what he really has, there are times he can’t get up from the wounds he gets…

How he wished the ground to eat him up and never return.

“Woah, Shiki-kun, did you make this?” The thrilled voice cut him off from his depressing thoughts. He turned and saw you there, eyes gleaming and sparkling excitedly he could almost see stars in them.

Souma rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly and looked at the ground. “Yeah, it’s not that great so I have to throw out this design and make a new one.”

“Eh, no way! This looks amazing though! The way you chose the colors and the typography is so stunning!”

As you complimented Souma's work, the genuine admiration in your voice struck a chord deep within him. The small praise you gave him meant the world to him, and he couldn't help but feel a glimmer of newfound confidence in his creations. Your encouragement felt like a warm ray of sunlight breaking through the clouds, dispelling the self-doubt that had been plaguing him.

He looked up from the ground, his eyes meeting yours, and he was taken aback by the stars in your gleaming and sparkling eyes. You truly believed in his work, and that belief made his heart swell with gratitude.

"You really think so?" he asked, his voice still tinged with uncertainty, but a flicker of hope had ignited in his eyes.

"Absolutely! I mean it, Shiki-kun," you replied earnestly, your enthusiasm contagious. "Your designs are unique and captivating. Don't doubt yourself. Trust your instincts, and let your creativity shine."

His face flushed even more, but this time it was from the warmth he felt inside. Your words were like a balm to his wounded confidence, soothing away his insecurities.

You saw the beauty in his creations when he struggled to see it himself. Your genuine appreciation and belief in him were like a gentle wind beneath his wings, pushing him to soar higher in his pursuit of creativity.

“Thank you.”

His heart fluttered from your compliment. It may seem nothing to others, but to him, it’s enough to give him that confidence he needed. Looking at you, your smile was radiant and beautiful— as if he was in the morning field of flowers.

As the canvas of his imagination unfurled, a whirlwind of ideas danced across his mind like vibrant brushstrokes on an artist's palette. In this torrent of creativity, amidst the swirling hues of inspiration, a single thought emerged like a guiding star in the night sky—you were his biggest muse.

#elliwrites #cool doji danshi #play it cool guys #souma shiki x reader #souma shiki cool doji danshi #souma shiki play it cool guys #cool doji danshi x reader #play it cool guys x reader #SOUMAAAA I LOVE YOU #I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM #pls he gives me serotonin and dopamine whenever i see him sob #his smile cures my world #and his soff giggle and laugh is UGHHASDKAHSDE #pls i swear watching this anime is worth your time and it'll relieve your stress because of how cute and funny they are #it's one of the slice of life anime i genuinely enjoy watching throughout #everyone is lovable #especially shiki souma #i love him

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omg ur holiday event sounds soo cute hehe if there’s still space for match ups i would love to join 🥹🥹 u already know me by dooby hehe rn im in a jjk phase and obviously a choso kisser BUT im excited to see who else u think is good for me 🫣 gender doesn’t rlly matter to me but pref male hehe

what I love abt the holidays is spending time with friends and decorating the space!! I love hosting holiday parities and having the excuse to sing holiday songs with everyone :))

my likes/interests are generally — going on long walks with no destination in mind, cafe hopping, and going to sporting events/concerts!!

thank you for setting up this event and I can’t wait to see who you have in mind for me hehe 💗💗

hi miss dooby! thank u for joining my event ෆ im so glad you’re here and megumi n i are wishing u a merry christmas :) for your matchup, i match you with:

GOJO SATORU !

gojo loves taking you to concerts and even if it’s for an artist he doesn’t really know or like, he’ll absolutely sit through anything for you! he’d sit thru the worst metal concert ever and even learn a few songs ‘cause he loves you so much. he is more than likely to just take you on a long walk in the city somewhere on a lunch break or just any sort of free time and enjoys trying a random hole in the wall restaurant with you. sometimes they’re an absolute gem, and sometimes he has to order sushi or pizza just to erase the taste on his tongue. they can’t all be winners. he just enjoys trying new foods, experiencing new things and being with you as much as he can. he’s also vvv prone to randomly giving you a coffee as the day progresses and he knows you have things to do, or forcing you to sit in a cafe and do work/write and is perfectly content to just sit and watch you. his spontaneous nature, while seemingly just for fun, is just a way he likes to keep things interesting for you and is due to always wanting to see your face as it lights up with joy at other good shared experience.

RUNNER UPS: ⠀ ෆ nanami kento ⠀ ⠀ ⤿ would def be the one quiet dude just sitting down ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ at the concert/sport game trying to vibe while ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ everyone else is on their feet T.T ⠀ ෆ itadori yuuji ⠀ ⠀ ⤿ absolutely chimes in to every song you sing with ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ perfect harmony

⠀ this is what u’ve been waiting for tho fr ෆ enjoy dooby n i’m wishing u a merry merry xmas!!!

“are you sure i can’t just put this one there?” gojo asks, hands holding onto an ornament’s hook with his pointer finger and thumb, trying to put it on a spot on the tree that he thinks is perfectly fine. then again, you’re the tree decorator and he should’ve known that no, he can’t just put that one there.

putting the table cloth down on the table, you sigh, coming up to press your forehead to his shoulder and shaking your head. “no, satoru, because this is the main display tree, and if we have two ornaments of the same color next to each other, it clashes too much!”

“i mean, it’s only geto and shoko coming over,” he lets you pluck the ornament from his hands, “i’m not sure we need to worry about that stuff.”

“okay, they might not worry.” you start, putting it in a spot that gojo might not have even thought to put it. “i, however, would stare at it all night. i just want tonight to go well.”

“it’ll be so much fun, my love.” he reassures, kissing the side of your head gently. you might be a bit crazy when it comes to christmas decorations, but he loves you nonetheless. you were his favorite christmas present ever.

#event!twelvedaysofxmas #ෆ ; mutual love #୨୧ . dooby

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sugamamacustard · 3 years

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Back me up

Pairing: Alpha! Kotaro Bokuto x Omega! Reader, Alpha Wakatoshi Ushijima x Omega! Reader

Genre: Tiny itty-bitty angst, domestic fluff!

Request: Hello! So I found your blog and I was contemplating wether to send in a request cuz im shy hehe Can you please write about an omega!pregnant reader and Alpha! Bokuto or Alpha! Ushijima (whoever you're more comfortable writing for) getting overprotective after something happens to their omega?

Summary: Pregnancy can bring out both the best, and worst, in any and all alphas, and yours is no exception. Life, however, is unpredictable in every sense and sometimes, the worst and best parts get melded into one-- and make you fall in love with your alpha all over again.

Author’s Note: Domestic fluff domestic fluff domestic fluff domestic fluff domestic fluff domestic fluff domestic fluff domestic fluff domestic fluff- If you saw something earlier, no you didn’t :D

Requests: Open!

Kotaro Bokuto

➵ There were few things you hated about your pregnancy.

➵ Honestly, at this point, it wasn’t even that bad for you! Minimized morning sickness, your boobs were rarely ever sore and you had one of the most amazing alpha by your side.

➵ Kotaro was just as excited about your pup on the way, making the whole experience so much more pleasant. He constantly chirped about your up coming family to his team, made sure he read every book he found on the subject of pregnancy and child care.

➵Honestly, perfect husband material.

➵ 10000/10

➵ There were times when he sometimes was overbearing, but you wouldn’t trade it for anything.

➵It was adorable and made you purr.

➵ This faithful day you were both at the store, starting prep on stocking up for, not only the new nursery you were planning, but the intense nesting you were sure to go through further into your pregnancy.

➵ You were at the point in your second trimester you had just enough of a bump to look pregnant and sometimes it attracted the weirdest people.

➵ Humming, you walked down the aisle filled with gym supplements and pre-workout powder, keeping your eye open for the one your alpha preferred, quickly grabbing the largest tub and heaving it into the cart before moving on.

➵That was obviously your first mistake, as you were quickly stopped when you tried walking away.

➵ “Pregnant woman aren’t allowed to have that. It’s bad for the baby.” A woman sneered at you, hand on her hip, glasses resting on her head as she glared at your belly than you.

➵ “Oh, it’s fine, it’s-”

➵ “Fine? You’re fine with killing your pup?!” She snapped, teeth bared as you stared at her incredulously. “Someone like you shouldn’t be allowed to have pups.”

➵ “Ma’am, it’s not for me-”

➵” So your killing other people’s pups?”

➵ You wanted to rip your hair out at this point. It was like you were talking to a brick wall.

➵ Taking a deep breath, you figured this wasn’t worth the argument, taking your cart and moving on.

➵ The woman’s alpha however, wasn’t having it. He appeared from behind her, grabbing the front of your cart and stopping it from turning.

➵ He yanks it forward, making you stagger, before pushing it back and out of your hands, sending you tumbling.

➵ You chirped as you braced yourself, arms wrapping around your middle, cradling your bump

➵ You didn’t fall too far, falling into a firm chest. You nearly chirped again, but relaxed when your alpha’s familiar scent clouded around you. It was strong and heavy and meant to assert dominance.

“Is there a problem here?” Kotaro was never really an aggressive alpha, though he had the stature to do so. He was big, bulky and scary when angry. These were all things that you adored about him. That while he had all of these attributions, he instead was a bright and cheerful teddy bear.

But he still had them nonetheless. He was still big. Still bulky. Still scary when angry. And right now, he was livid.

“This sorry excuse of an omega is trying to kill her child-” The woman began, stopping when she stepped forward only for Kotaro to snarl at her.

“I’m sorry, what? I’m pretty sure my omega was trying to explain that is wasn’t for her. In case you haven’t noticed, it was for me. Now piss off. I’m not scared to show you why I need that protein.”

The duo looked to each other before stomping off, grumbling all the while. You could feel an arm snake around your waist, Kotaro snorting before grabbing the cart and spinning it around and leading you in the direction of the cashiers.

“Am I getting out of cuddles any point in the near future?”

“Not likely.”

“That’s fair.”

Wakatoshi Ushijima

➵ Oh boy, oh boy

➵ Wakatoshi is intimidating as it, nonetheless when your pregnant.

➵When his and your pup is on the line.

➵ He is ruthless and mean if someone dares look at you wrong.

➵ Honestly, also great dad.

➵ Like 9999/10

➵ He’s a little brash and kind of forgets about you when fighting someone for a minute

➵ But I swear he makes it up you later

➵ You honestly love him so much, even if he can be brunt and brash sometimes.

➵ Your doctor okay’d minimal coffee for you after you passed your danger mark, making you understandably excited.

➵ Wakatoshi, though hesitant, gave you some suggestions about drinks he would pick up when he was supposed to stay low on caffeine.

➵ Your name was called and you went to grab your drink (A half-caf. macchiato) only to frown when a hand was faster than yours.

➵ “Pregnant woman aren’t allowed coffee.” A man sneered, dumping the full coffee into the nearby trashcan.

➵ You internally whined at the lose before glaring at the man, the barista already making you a new drink as well as the one you ordered for Toshi.

➵ Was this alpha trying to mansplain pregnancy...to a pregnant lady?

➵ The man was yammering on and on about, fake, side effects.

➵ It took ten whole minutes for you to get him off your back as a pair of kind beta women came up behind you, pretending to know you and taking the drink and leading you out the door.

➵ They handed the drinks back to you when you were out the door before waving you off, letting you make the small trek back to your home.

“Holy hell, ‘Toshi. The audacity of some people.” You huffed, setting down his drink before sitting beside him. He rose a brow, quickly pulling you in with a hand resting on your swollen baby bump.

“What do you mean, love?”

You huffed, sipping your drink while pulling your legs in. “This man tried explaining what I can and cannot have in my pregnancy. Like, he was acting like I didn’t know. He threw out my first drink and some betas had to come help!”

The grip around you tightened, making you look up at your alpha. His eyes were stone and cold, making you question whether or not telling him was a good idea. He huffed before settling himself, picking you up with one arm and a scooping motion and his cup in his other hand, he carried you to your bedroom, gently placing you in your nest and the cups on the bedside table, you watched Wakatoshi move quickly around the room. He pulled off his sweater, pulling on a t-shirt, replaced his jeans with sweats, and even grabbed your pregnancy pillow, scenting it before handing it and the sweater to you. You took them gratefully, setting them down while Wakatoshi crawled in beside you, pulling you down with him.

“Next time, I’m going with you.”

You laughed. “Whatever makes you feel better, ‘Toshi.”

His warm hand on your stomach lulled you, and your pup, to a sweet rest.

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favoniuscodex · 3 years

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miscommunication. [ childe x reader ]

prompt: “ok, don’t hate me, but i kind of told them we were dating.” w/ childe from my 2.5k event prompt list! pairing: childe x gn!reader warnings: reader is a harbinger with a cryo delusion. reader is scary/intense in a typical way you'd expect a harbinger to be word count: 1.1k words

a/n: good luck to those of you rolling for childe! or rosaria this is absolutely 100% a crack fic im sorry to whoever requested this. i just wanted to write a fic where childe was lowkey scared of the reader but in like... a Good Way.

"hey! tartaglia!" you yell upon seeing a familiar head of ginger hair weaving in-and-out amongst the fatui's ranks. childe wasn't hard to spot due to his distinct uniform, but his height was what made him stick out from the rest of the crowd. amongst the fatui, the eleventh harbinger was your closest friend and the only one you even spoke to outside of work-related events, but now, he's at the top of your list of people that you wanted to fight.

blue eyes glance back at you before quickly tearing themselves away. upon recognizing who exactly was yelling his name, childe quickens his pace as he rushes away from you. he nearly trips over some startled subordinates in the process, but they only mutter apologies for childe's own mistake in an attempt to get away from one of his fellow harbingers: you.

"get back here, tartaglia!" you order, briskly walking forward and rudely shoving past your underlings in an attempt to get closer to childe. childe, however, does not listen, and as he fearfully looks back behind him to see you rapidly gaining on him, he lets out a nervous bark of a laugh in shock.

then, he does the most irksome thing possible. childe breaks out into a sprint.

you yell multiple expletives as you chase after him and the lower-ranking fatui agents around you watch you two in absolute terror. as you chase him down the hallways of northland bank, finally breaking out of the throng of fatui soldiers, childe begins to laugh like the utterly annoying man he is.

the chase finally stops when he dives into a meeting room and you hear the click of a lock, forcing you to stay outside. this was your bank. the eleventh harbinger was just here on a little vacation assignment. but you? you were in liyue full time. how dare he lock you out of a part of your own building? but hey, you decide to give him a chance.

you knock gently on the door. three nice, completely calm raps of the knuckles against the polished wood. no more, no less.

"ajax," you call sweetly, hoping that it'll weaken his defenses. "could you be a dear and open the door?"

you hear an astonished laugh come from within the room.

"fuck no," you hear childe say. "you're just going to kill m-"

you don't wait for him to finish. instead, you use your cryo delusion, gifted to you by the tsarista herself, to freeze the lock off the door of your own building. it falls to ground, shattered from the intensity of the cryo energy coursing through it. from within, you can hear frantic shuffling around and you decide to toy with your friend a bit by standing outside the door for a few minutes. when the shuffling finally dies down, you enter the meeting room.

crouched underneath the meeting table, hydro daggers in hand, rests childe, who looks up at you with wild eyes and a crazed grin on his face. of course he looked excited at your threatening stance, especially as you unsheathed your own sword, slamming it down into the ground in front of him, ripping through the rug and splintering the wood flooring. pure anger coursed through your veins as you crouched down to your fellow harbinger's eye level, hand still resting on the hilt of your sword.

"tartaglia," you say, coldly. "why did signora congratulate me for getting in a relationship with you?"

childe lets out a nervous laugh, yet his eyes are unreadable as he smiles at you. the eleventh harbinger is as insufferable as he is adorable, especially when you are one of the few things that can make him actually fearful. you had never really understood why, but always used it to your advantage -- even now.

"i'm losing my patience," you say, hand slackening on the hilt of your sword and falling lazily to your side.

"you haven't already lost it?" childe asks and you stick your tongue out at him. he lets out a soft laugh in return. "alright, alright, but you're not allowed to get mad at me."

"me? mad?" you laugh, placing a hand on your chest. "never. i always control my temper."

childe stares at you blankly and the two of you fall into silence as he slowly comes to terms with the fact that you weren't going to agree to his terms. he clears his throat and speaks nonetheless.

"okay, okay, don't hate me, but i kind of told them we were dating," childe says, holding up his hands in faux-surrender. you tilt your head slightly and stare at him.

"why?" you ask. childe clears his throat yet again, a flustered red hue appearing on his face.

"well, scaramouche and dottore were going on and on about how everyone around them is too weak to fall in love with a harbinger and i thought it was lame of them to say, so i said that we were dating to spite th-" childe begins, but you cut him off.

"no. why didn't you just ask me out?" you ask, narrowing your eyes at him and leaning in just a bit closer. at your words, childe falters, eyes widening and blush darkening to a deep red hue. as if his brain had to reboot, it takes him a whole several seconds to even think of a response.

"w... what?" he breathes and you roll your eyes.

"i mean, i would have said yes," you respond, not bothering to repeat your question. childe stares at you dumbfoundedly, unsure of what to make of your words. his blue eyes scan your features for any hint that you're joking, but he can't seem to find one.

"would you like to g-?" he begins, but you cut him off once more.

"yes. there's this cute traditional snezhnayan food vendor stall that just opened near the port. i would like to try it." you say and you propel yourself upwards, standing tall. with a slight jerk, you manage to rip your sword out of the floorboards and sheath it again. the harbinger doesn't make any moves to chase after you and you smirk down at the table, which now obscures him from your vision.

"i am free this friday night. my shift ends at six, so pick me up at seven. it'll give me time to get ready. does that work for you?" you ask, turning away from him and walking over to the doorway. childe shuffles around, crawling awkwardly out of his defensive spot under the table, hydro daggers long since gone.

"y... yeah. yes! friday at seven. i'll pick you up. that sounds great!" childe says, stumbling over his words as he speaks earnestly. you turn and flash him a smile over your shoulder.

"see you then," you giggle. "ajax."

#childe x reader #genshin impact x reader #childe #genshin impact #axia's writing

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domthedevil · 3 years

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Lucifer! Lucifer! Lucifer!

Last but not least!

Be Gentle pt 7

Warnings: Lucifer x afab!mc, loss of virginity, light dacryphillia

Whatever he had walked in to was unpleasant. A bunch of idiots scrambling over themselves - over you. Well, they were always doing that. But this time it was even stupider. A bet over your first sexual experience was simply juvenile. At least that’s what he told everyone before breaking everyone up. Regaining the minimum amount of order he was going to get, Lucifer reminded everyone that you weren’t a toy.

That this arrangement between all of them could only suffer from their bickering. And lord Diavolo forbid you actually overheard them. Shooing everyone out of his study finally, Lucifer sighed as he enjoyed the warmth from his fireplace. What were you doing right now? he wondered. Who were you thinking about?

A soft knock broke this concentration. He turned to see you shyly tapping on the door frame. His proud smile graced his lips as he admired you from slightly afar. It was nerve wracking to meet his gaze, you already felt the butterflies in your stomach.

“Hey...” he could tell something was off. But humored you nonetheless.

“What can I do for you MC?”

With a nervous stride, you made your way over to the small sofa Lucifer had sat in. The fire was warm enough to hide the heat already burning across your face. Lucifer looked so good in the low light of the fire in his dark study. The way his clothes were casually worn in made him look comfortable. Though the buttons by his collar were very distracting, you did come for a reason.

“Well...I’ve been wanting ask...”

The smile never faded from his graceful features as you spoke, only a slight tinge of pink linger on the corners of his cheeks. It was embarrassing. Seeing his smug look while being so vulnerable made you nervous all over again. However; when his arm wrapped around you to bring you closer to him, your nerves eased.

“I have no words to say...I only want to show you my love now. If you’re ready.”

Your small nod and loving eyes made his heart pound. He was proud of you. And he was going to make sure you were treated the way you deserved. Though it’d be a lie if he wasn’t a little excited to see you take him for the first time. Taking his gloves off and leaving his coat behind, Lucifer guided you over to his room. A bed was a much better place for this than a study. He by no means rushed you there, but it only felt like a few steps away when he placed his hand on your lower back.

You nibbled your bottom lip as you waited on his mattress. He went to his closet to set aside something for you to wear later. You thought it strange until he sat back down next to you. The lustful haze in his eyes was intoxicating. Maybe you weren’t going to make it back to your room....

Deeply kissing you, Lucifer leaned against you until you rested on your back. Your palms braced against his broad chest, helping you stay slightly grounded. Addictive kiss after kiss, your whole body was growing warm. But you needed more. More of his lips. Taking him off guard, you bit his lower lip gently. As he parted his lips, no doubt to tease you, you took over his tongue. Using every bit of skill you had to kiss him back. You heard the deep moan Lucifer tried to keep from escaping. You noticed his cheeks were growing redder.

“Hmph. You’re trying to boss me around then?”

“I just wanted...more.” Your shy and aroused expression made his cock twitch with excitement.

“Don’t make that face...” his hand gently cupped your cheeks as he brought his face closer to yours. “...for anyone else but me.” Closing the distance, Lucifer’s soft lips pressed against yours. Sliding his hands under your clothing, he made quick work of any buttons or zippers or hooks that housed you. Gentle touches grazed your bare skin as he sat you on his lap to face him. That same handsome smirk glued to his face again, he made sure you were looking right at him as his hands squeezed your ass. The soft flesh being squeezed so suddenly made you jump.

Extending your neck to look behind you, Lucifer took the chance to kiss and lick at your exposed skin. A shiver ran through you as he continued, freeing one of his hands to tease at your erect nipples. You sighed with pleasure as he seemed to touch all of you at once. His fingers pinched and twisted methodically. Lucifer’s fingers were magical. Meanwhile his other digits played with your entrance from behind. He could feel how wet you were.

“Do you always get this way when we kiss?” His whisper was hot against your damp neck, now covered in small hickies and bite marks. A small sound in the affirmative made Lucifer chuckle lowly. “Let your voice out...I need to hear you.”

Moving so you were below him on the mattress, he made a show of taking his shirt off. Your hips jerked against his as you grew impatient. Again with a low, seductive chuckle, the demon of pride tossed his shirt aside to return to you. Placing kisses up and down your bare body, Lucifer ever so gently teased your burning skin. You told him how much you loved him. His poetic responses only made your heart race faster. Lucifer never seemed to be lost for words, at least not for long.You felt a long finger ease inside you as Lucifer watched you from above. Another long curved finger followed soon after. His thumb pressed against your clit as he brought his fingers in and out of your tight warmth. Each little whimper made Lucifer move faster. He loved this needy state you were in.

“It’s t-tight.”

“You are. But don’t worry. I’m going to be gentle.” His fingers picked up speed as he spoke. “I’m going to show you how love is suppose to feel.”

Your loud panting and struggled moans made Lucifer throb in his pants. Your fingers were left to grip the sheets under you. The sight of you so helplessly squirming with his fingers in you was making him grow needier as well. Soon his fingers worked in a scissoring motion. Giving your nipples a hard suck and a rough bite he pulled his fingers away, licking them clean of your essence.

“I want you Lucifer. Please.” You couldn’t contain it anymore. You felt like your body was going crazy with desire. Without a word he stood to remove the last of his clothing. You sighed with lust as you admired his cock. Long and hard, girthy and wide, Lucifer was more than impressive. A little intimidating. He pumped his member as you kept eyeing him. Of course he was proud of his body. Seeing no hesitation in your eyes, Lucifer joined you on the bed once more. Spreading your legs with a warm touch. His soft hands only guided your thighs to do as he pleased.

“MC, tell me if it’s too much.”

The firm tip of his dick pressed into you. Though he had helped prepare you, he could feel the tight grip around him. Lucifer moved so that he could kiss you gently, trying to ease the sharp pain that tore through you a moment. Warm tears pearled and fell while your muffled moans vibrated against his lips. Once fully inside, he pulled his face away to look at you.

Your tear stained cheeks and quivering brow did something to him. Seeing your face twist with pleasure and pain made his cock twitch again. Your legs pressed against his sides as you felt his member move slightly, a small moan slipping from you. Brushing your tears aside with his thumb, he made a show of licking his finger clean. His lips trailed from the corners of your eyes down the trail your tears had left. The comforting sensation eased you. Your body relaxed and flexed around him until you grew accustomed to the feeling of fullness.

“Are you ready?” Lucifer whispered quietly against your bruised lips. Your nod was followed by your hips moving against him slightly. “Hmph. So enthusiastic.”

Rocking his hips in long and slow waves, Lucifer’s breathing grew heavy as your warmth sucked him deeper inside you. Your own moans were breathy and shook each time his cock moved. Holding his shoulders, your nails dug into his soft skin as he rocked into you harder. His pace was even, but his words were not. Quietly saying your name as he tried to suppress any loud moans.

Lucifer’s large hands gripped at your hips as he snapped his hips into you. Your whole body felt each aftershock, making your core tight and hot. Though he picked up his intensity quickly, he was still able to watch you for any discomfort. Though he quietly wished to see one more tear fall from your erotic face. Your eyes were closed as a heat between your legs began growing hotter.

“L-Lucifer...” Your whine made him smile sadistically.

“MC...”

“You’re so big. Im so full.”

Not expecting to hear you say something so arousing, he had to halt his hips from pounding into you without warning.

“Hearing that only makes me want to make you cry again.”

“Y-you can...it feels so good I don’t want to stop.”

Holding your wrists above your head, helping him gain even more leverage inside you, Lucifer moved in and out of you mercilessly. Your loud moans mixed with his low groans filled the room. There were parts of you that you hadn’t discovered yet, and Lucifer was touching each one with ease. His burning gaze held yours captive as he moved. His face was flush and red, but scanned your every reaction to learn how to move. The tip of his cock pressed a soft spot inside you, making your brow furrowed and your voice crack. Those same tears formed again as the pressure grew intense.

“Cry for me MC...” he bit and nibbled at your neck as your orgasm grew faster and hotter with each thrust. Letting the small tears drift over the edge of your eyes and a small sob escape you, Lucifer moaned against your neck. Loving every memory he was making with you.

“I’m close. L-Lucifer. Hold me.”

Releasing your wrists, the eldest tightly pressed you against him and buried his face into your neck. Your own arms wrapped around his shoulders, fingers tangling with his raven hair. Pulling his locks as your core finally released. A moan struggled from your throat as your walls wrapped around him. Lucifer had to stop moving, trapped by the sweet warmth inside you.

Groaning loudly, Lucifer pushed into you further as his own release fell with yours. You could feel how hot his cum was. How warm your whole body was as he separated from you. Panting together, out of breath momentarily, Lucifer scanned your languid form for any cause for concern. But when he was greeted by your beaming smile he relaxed.

“Was that...too much?” He cautiously smiled in case the answer was yes.

“It was...unbelievable.” You happily sighed. “If you can...want to do it again?”

“If I can? Are you the demon now?” Lucifer’s chuckle only quieted once you placed an eager kiss to his lips.

This is a continuation of a request, read more here:

Be Gentle (Levi x AFAB!MC)

Be Gentle (Belphegore x AFAB!MC)

Be Gentle (Satan x AFAB!MC)

Be Gentle (Beelzelbub x AFAB!MC)

Be Gentle (Asmodeus x AFAB!MC)

Be Gentle (Mammon x AFAB!MC)

#obey me fanfic #om! fanfic #ns//fw #obey me smut #om! smut #obey me #om!#be gentle #obey me lucifer #om! lucifer #swd lucifer

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plush-rabbit · 3 years

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LOV Kinks

A/N: Hope you enjoy them!! Also a few mention AFAB but it’s mostly kept gender neutral (some of them im not so keen on but i think it fits more into their character except for like 1 but that’s like a whole ‘nother thing)

Bubaigawara Jin:

Brat Play- Jin is a gentleman with you, but he likes the sense of control that sex gives him. He likes teasing you, towering over you with his large stature. He’ll kiss your lips, order you to get on your knees and when he’s met with a cheeky response and a killer smile, he’ll ask once more. Deny him and he’s bending you over his lap, bum exposed and smacked until you start to sniffle. He wants to see you cry a bit, to look up at him from your position and act cheeky.

Katoptronophilia- Sex in front of the mirror is a everything to him. He has you bent over, arms stretched behind your back and he holds your wrists with a single hand. He looks in front of the mirror and admires what he sees. Whether it’s your chest that moves widely or your cock that bobs and drips with arousal, he’s cupping his hands to your chest and twisting at your nipples, bringing you close to his chest and talking absolute filth to you. If you compliment Jin during this time, there’s a high chance he’ll pound into you harder, bite at your shoulder all while you tell him beautiful things about himself.

Sensory Deprivation- No matter who it is that is being tired, gagged, blind folded- Jin is having the time of his life. If it’s you, he loves to see you nervous. The way your muscles tense when he walks by, how you can tell he’s already so near when his knee makes the bed dip. It’s a feral type of arousal that he gets from it, salivating at the thought of you being terrified, comes about your body and whispers close to your ear about how he’s going to wreck you. If he’s deprived, he’s excited. Sculpted muscles line his body, tense and perfect, you’re able to see every curve and dent and he’s gasping when you touch him. He wants to be drained by the time you’re done with him.

Dabi:

Corruption- Play the dotting role of the lover- cook for him and take care of him, wash his hair and kiss his scars. He falls deeper for you. A sinking pit that wants to drag you down and bury himself inside of you until you’re molded to his shape, ruined for anyone else. Dabi wants to see you cry and think about all the perverted things you do. He stuffs you with his cock and shoves his fingers into your mouth until you’re gagging and crying. He wants to take you and fuck you on a dirty mattress, ruin the sweet mental image of who you are.

Humiliation- Dabi loves to see you hide yourself behind your palms. He wants to see you whine and deny the filthy words that leave his mouth. He thinks it’s the cutest thing when you start to hiccup and whine about how you aren’t a slut. It’s all in good fun and he knows your tears better than anyone so when you do start to actually cry, he’s apologizing but he’s jerking in the shower about that cute, scrunched up face you made. But, turn the tables on him and he’s creaming. Every single word that cuts at him is soothed over as you call him yours.

Marking- He doesn’t want to hurt you. At least more than necessary. He likes branding you. It’s usually nothing more than a slight burn that will sting for a bit, your skin flushed and hot. He’ll press himself close to you, kiss at your neck and open his mouth. He lives for leaving you marked- bruises that won’t fade until weeks later, bites that sting and a grip too tight that breaks skin. A soft press of his hand against your hip that leaves you hissing is something that he takes pride in. If you want to mark Dabi as well, he’s eager to let you. The sharp, hesitant bite of your teeth, the way you lap it over with the flat of your tongue is so cute, he’s thrusting deeper into you.

Iguchi Shuichi:

Body Worship- Shuichi has a bit of self-esteem issues given the way he grew up and the organizations that are highly against his type of quirks. Run your hands through his hair, kiss his hands and comment how nice his hands are and tell him how pretty his scales are he’s melting. If he’s being praised- told how gorgeous he is, complimented on his scales during sex, and he’s nothing but putty, slow, sensual sex where he keeps himself close to you, nails scratching down your skin and threatening to rip the soft skin. His compliments towards you are the standard type- being told how pretty you are, how you’re perfect- but as it continues, he starts highly praising you, listing everything that he loves about you while kissing and nipping his ways toward your sex.

Breeding- Due to his quirk, there’s a bit of an animalistic side to him. He’s always close to you during sex, bodies pressed and meshed, legs intertwined and arms wrapped tightly around you but it hardly ever steps into the breeding category unless you mention it to him. There are times where Shuichi can’t help himself, pumping himself into you, head buried into your neck and a hand will curve over your stomach. It’s during this when he’s absolutely filthy- talking about how you’re going to be full of children- eggs that will fill your belly- slimy and completely aroused when he knows that he can smell your ovulation. Perhaps it isn’t the thought of raising children that makes him excited- though he can’t deny that he hasn’t thought about having children with you- but rather the entire aspect of breeding. To see a swollen belly, full breasts, your leaking cunt, the way that he gets to be the only one to have his seed so deep within it and see the dazed look on your face after he orgasms.

Odaxelagnia- While your teeth might not be strong enough to pierce his skin, he can’t deny the pleasure from it. He can feel the pressure, the way your spit pools onto him in heavy strands that trail down his body. He enjoys it very much. While Shuichi may not be the tamest nor the wildest, he can appreciate a good mark. He was given sharp teeth for a reason. He’ll bite around your body- thighs, stomach, shoulders, and anywhere else he happens to be- and admire the welts that form. During his breeding episodes is when he’s most likely to bite, tearing up and shaking, a faint copper taste in his mouth and then he feels you yank on his hair. It’s a sharp pain and he remains latched onto you, soothing away the pain with his tongue. He loves to see you marked, covering his bite where he can see and a few times where others can see.

Sako Atsuhiro:

Helplessness- Atsuhiro is a gentleman- a bit of a flirt, but a gentleman nonetheless. He’ll always help you, take amazing care of you and give you whatever you need without a second thought. However, during sex he is a different person. He feeds a bit off of your helplessness. He wants to watch you struggle- whether it's roleplay or bondage- he wants to see you twist and turn, bite your lips and be flushed in your face. He thrives on seeing you squirm, the way your legs tense when he runs a gloves hand over you or even the way that you act naïve, begging him for help with doe-eyes. It fuels a bit of his need to be there for you, to give and fulfill your wants while also making sure he is pleased as well.

Impact Play- The marks he leaves never linger for long. He prefers to spank at your bum, to let his hand arch over the fat, let his fingers dance above your sex and see the way that you grip onto the sheets or pillows in fear. He prefers his hand but he isn’t above using a belt or a flogger if you seem up for it. He loves the dark print that it leaves, the way you whine out the numbers that you can barely keep a track of. Atsuhiro would never hurt you, but there’s something about seeing you at his complete mercy, the way that you’ll cry and beg to be good, how you’re sniffling and slowly turning on your back, so careful to not rest against your sore bottom. He likes seeing his print on you, the way you cry and whine, how you’ll bend your legs and hold the back of your knees as he rocks into you.

Risk- Atsuhiro is a showman. He likes to be the center of attention, to garner everyone’s attention and it shows. His personality is loud, the way he never reveals his face and keeps it behind a mask, and how he prefers letting people know what he’s done rather than keeping to the shadows. And that’s why voyeurism does it for him. He wants the risk of being caught, to have people see your naked body, sex played with his hands so expertly that it should be a crime. He so often wants to see you come undone, to run the risk of having people known what he’s doing to you- late trains are a special occasion when going out with him- sitting on his lap and letting the rumble of the train vibrate and move your body against him. A metal hand reaching to pull at your teats and a soothing voice in your ear to tell you to be quiet, as you struggle not to make a sound behind a closed mouth. There’s a part of him that wants to get caught, to see people’s reaction, to give a performance and show them how good you can look.

Shigaraki Tomura:

Internal Cumshots- Being inside of you bare is already so risky. He’s deep within you, huffing and panting, mindless fucking where your bodies stick together because of sweat. You feel so good- warm and soft, the lewd shucking noises enhanced without the feel of latex. But the real prize comes when he releases inside of you. He knows the risk, but seeing you full with his semen- thick, slow drops oozing out of your abused hole can get him going for another round. He can almost imagine your belly swelling with his seed. The titillating look on your face as he enters you once again is enough to make him ejaculate once more.

Mommy- He has mommy issues. It doesn’t matter whether Tomura is on top or on beneath you, he’s still a submissive when it comes to you. He’s whimpering, begging for you to touch him, all while he paws at your chest, lips kissing feverishly at every inch of your skin until he latches on a breast, the teat in his mouth and he’s humping you like a dog. You could be cuddling, threading your fingers through his hair and calling him a good boy and he’s already erect, fucking you between your thighs and begging for you to touch him.

Somnophilia- Tomura enjoys coming into your room, watching as you sleep, climbing above you and slowly fondling you until you start to whimper and pant in your sleep. He watches with wide eyes, pupils dilated, his skin hot and flushed and when he enters you, you’re already stretched. He loves the bit where you start to wake up, eyes blinking away sleep but slowly returning to your slumber. On the same note, he loves waking up to you already touching him, his cock around your hand as you jerk him off, your lips against his unmoving ones, trailing down to kiss at his chest.

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bucky-barnes-diaries · 3 years

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Away From Home

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Captain America: The First Avenger

Pairing: 1940s! Bucky Barnes x Female! Reader

Summary: Reader and Bucky are half a world apart. How are they holding up without each other? ft. some love letters!

Word Count: 1644

Warnings: 18+, minors DNI, hint of smut, angst, talk about war, mention of suicide. Please read at your own risk!

Authors Note: Just want to thank my beautiful wife @buckybarnesdiaries for hyping me up with this series! Not everything may be accurate to the 1940s, war or Bucky’s story. My apologies! Enjoy loves <3

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It wasn’t easy being all alone without your other half, but you managed to fill up your day with fun and responsibilities to take your mind off it. The women at the office missed their husbands immensely, just like yourself, so it was good that you all took comfort in one another. It was good to talk with them about the shared feelings of fear and uncertainty that came with the men going off to war.

The office work that was ordinarily boring to you became very interesting as your bosses ordered you around. At home, you had organized your various pieces of literature more times than what was necessary. You couldn’t either count how many times you’ve gone “I missed a spot” on the kitchen counter when it was nothing there in reality.

When there was nothing at home to do, you called up your girlfriends, hoping they would be willing to go out on the town. The few times they were up for it, you forgot all about the hurt inside as you danced the night away with your best friends.

Bucky's parents could come and go as they pleased. Your house was their house; whenever they wanted to drop by, they could. On the weekends, they would invite you home to their residence for dinner and drinks. It was sweet of them to ask you. You already had a strong relationship with them that only increased with you spending more time with your parents-in-law.

The stories they would tell you about James growing up in Indiana with his siblings were stored in your memories to use late at night when you couldn’t sleep. Those thoughts would turn into dreams and scenarios of him and your child that you would hopefully get pregnant with soon.

On the few occasions his parents and your girlfriends had other plans, you sat mostly inside staring at one spot on the wall. The book by your side would only be read a few pages before it was placed to the side again so you could continue gawking at the flower patterns on the wall.

That’s how you were sat now. The television was on, but you weren’t paying attention to the boring movie you had watched countless times playing on the screen. You decided that you would write another letter to James. Writing letters to your husband and receiving letters from him was the thing that brought you joy and was the closest you could come to him for the time being. Picking up the pen and paper, the words flowed easily as you wrote.

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My Dearest,

I feel I must write you again altho there is not much news to tell you from the last time I wrote. Work is keeping me busy, while your parents’ comfort and the fun my girlfriends are bringing keeps me content. I dreamt last night my husband. I dreamt about a child. Our child. A child that will bring us love and joy in the future.

I miss you terribly, my love. I miss the warmth from your touch as we are tangled in the sheets together. I miss the softness of your voice as the words whispered in my ear are meant for me only. I miss your laugh filling up the house that feels so empty now without you. I miss you. There is nothing more that I desire in life but to have you with me constantly.

I wonder how you are getting along, my love. I shall be so relieved to get a letter from you. I can’t help feeling a bit anxious for you, my dear. Thinking about what you are going through in the gruesome war overseas. I pray to whatever higher power exists for you to survive and come home to me in my arms.

Well, my husband, my brave soldier, I don’t know what more to say now, so I will finish this letter with fondest love and kisses from your wife.

I love you the most. From yours truly,

xoxo

~~~~~~~~~~

You sealed up the envelope containing your love letter for your husband, your other half, your soul mate, and hoped that it would bring him a hint of delight in his usual dark, empty and deadly war days.

Somewhere in hostile Germany…

With barely enough sleep from the night before, Bucky rested his eyes for the few minutes they had before it was out on another day of fighting the opposition. The faint sound of bombs dropping was heard in the distance. His heart started pumping in both fear and excitement to be out there again.

As his eyes were closed, he sat and wondered what his wife was up to at the moment. You were most likely at work. What would you have for dinner later? Something good, he hoped. It would at least be ten times better than what he ate for breakfast, soggy bread with a slice of cheese on top.

His mouth watered at the thought of a homemade meal from you right now. You always made the tastiest and fulfilling dinners.

What were you doing after? Out with your girlfriends? Were his parents coming to visit? Either way, he hoped you had the most beautiful time being as carefree as you always were.

When the darkness came, and it was time for bed, what would you be doing? Had the day been exhausting that you dropped dead on the covers as soon your head hit the pillow, or would you stay up and think about him?

His mind started racing to you, touching yourself dead at night while you remembered the last time the two of you were intimate. The thought about you moaning his name so softly and innocently had him adjusting himself in the seat.

Not now, Buck. We have to leave soon. There’s no time for that now.

“BARNES! Post for you.”

Once he had the letter in hand, he immediately knew it was you from the little drawing you drew on the envelope. You always did some form of artwork on it that had his heart warm up.

A single tear ran down his cheek after finishing the heartwarming letter. He could never fully express to you and his parents how these letters had saved him when he needed it the most. When he had thought about ending it all after watching the inhumane things he had witnessed that no human should ever have to see, the pieces of love from you and his family were what kept him going.

There was still some time left before they had to go out to war again. So he took that chance at writing a reply to his wife.

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My Darling,

Thank you for the heartwarming letter. It found me well in the time when I needed it the most. I so long to be close to you. Trust my love that I do not forget you. I am doing everything in my power so that these few lines reach you.

I am happy to hear that you are keeping yourself busy with work, friends, and family. I’m jealous.

I miss you terribly, my love. If only we could be together soon. I’d give anything to be back in the comfort of your arms. To be tangled in the sheets together. To feel you wrapped so tightly around me in all the ways possible. To hear your laugh that fills my heart with warmth and butterflies. Soon my love, soon.

A child? I’ll give you as many children as you want when I return safely to you. We will buy a big house out in the countryside to raise our children and grow old if that’s what my wife desires.

The war? I don’t know what there is to say? I won’t sugarcoat it. The war is brutal and gruesome. It is something I don’t even wish upon my worst enemy to experience the things I’ve seen and gone through. Don’t be alarmed, my love, by the words you just read. As long as I have you in my mind, I can make it through the days and nights.

There is not much more for the time being to write to you. Just know that I am coming back to you after the terrible war is over.

I love you the most. From your brave soldier,

xoxo

~~~~~~~~~~

He sealed it up in an envelope, and he once again hoped that this wouldn’t be the last letter he ever wrote to you.

A few weeks later…

You waited anxiously out on the steps of your home for the postman to arrive. Legs were bouncing up and down in anticipation if today was the day a new letter from James would arrive.

“Morning, ma’am,” the postman nodded at you. By now, he knew very well who you were as he would find you most days waiting for him to bring you the mail.

“I believe this is yours.” He handed you a single letter. A smile on his face once he saw the excitement on yours when you realize it was from your husband.

“Thank you, George.”

“Have a wonderful day, Y/N.” “You too.”

You opened it right there on the steps. There was no time to walk a few meters into the house to read it.

You took the time to read the lines on the paper written by your love. Sadness came over you as you read the part about war, but a smile was left on your lips nonetheless after you had read the whole thing a few times over.

You clutched it to your heart. To try and feel that extra bit of love that radiated off it. A few tears rolled down your cheeks.

Soon my love. Soon you will be back safe and sound in my arms again.

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ibukis-songbook · 2 years

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This is my first time attempting to request something like this so im mega nervous aaaaa ok so I saw the last thing about m!s/o seeing girls partially naked and thought it was really great and stuff so like, can I get that but for like ibuki, chiaki, and mikan if that's ok?

That's all, imma go die of nervous now have a good day/night or whatever time it is when you see this lol

Ibuki, Mikan, and Chiaki letting their s/o see them fully/partially naked for the first time

Omg ofc hun! Sorry this took so long to finish. I hope you enjoy! <3

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Shadows - Twin Tribes

Ibuki:

Ibuki talks a big game, but when she eventually shows you what she looks like she’s really flustered. It’s super cute.

I’m picturing another you-walk-in-on-her kind of scenario

She’s changing in the morning and you knock on the bedroom door because you’d made you and her some coffee and you see her in her bra and a pair of ripped skinny jeans

She just blushes bright red and thanks you for the coffee

You mention that it’s a bit weird that you two have been dating for a while, and you’ve slept over multiple times, and you’ve yet to see her naked, even by accident.

(Not that all relationships have to be like that, personally I’m on the ace spectrum and can date someone for MONTHS without anything saucy happening.)

She very awkwardly asks if you want to see, and when you smile really wide and get so excited she blushes again.

So she strips slowly since she’s nervous, but also so that you can get a good look at her.

She’s only 5’3” so she’s not very tall, but for her height she has long legs. She’s small and kind of lean, with cute perky boobs and a small but nonetheless cute ass.

“It’s…your turn to show Ibuki, s/o!”

Mikan:

Mikan is awfully shy when you make advances on her. It’s not that she doesn’t like it, it’s just that she doesn’t really see herself as good enough to be with anyone intimately, and she’s kind of self-conscious about her body.

When you two “””sleep””” together for the first time though, she gets a sudden rush of confidence and nearly orders you to unzip her dress.

She’s got a little bit of booby! Some pretty decently sized milkers, if you will.

(Oh my gods kill me for saying that)

She’s definitely an hourglass, just on the slimmer side.

I can see her having some ass ngl

Chiaki:

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again:

Chubby Chiaki and Kaede supremacy

Chiaki has a bit more around the waist and tummy compared to Kaede, proportional to her height (since Kaede is taller than her)

And she doesn’t have Kaede’s bazoingas

But! She’s got da booty. And them anime girl thighs for sure.

I can’t really decide when you’d first see her naked, but when you do, I feel like she’d be very nonchalant about the whole thing.

Just like

“Yeah, it’s my body. What about it?”

I feel like she’d also be very body positive about her partner as well. Just not a single care about what you think is a flaw.

She’s sweet like that!

#c to d #danganronpa imagines #danganronpa #danganronpa imagines blog #imagines blog #ibuki mioda #mikan tsumiki #chiaki nanami #anon

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Always and forever

summary: Fans see you and Calum cuddled together in a video and they wonder who the mystery girl is.

a/n: the video they posted of all of them in their studio “announcing” the fifth album. Also I love how Michael announced they're making an album just like that haha. Also I'm writing this as if the pandemic wasn't even a thing because it's more fun that way haha, also reader is known by hanging out with Sierra and the guys. This is my first calum fic so feedback is always acceptable

You and the girls were all invited to come to the guy’s studio to check out and see them make the beginning of their new album, you were so excited for them and you and the girls would be standing behind them and supporting them on the new album.

You were getting ready while Cal waited for you downstairs, you didn't dress up that much, you only wore one of Cal's hoodies and a pair of jeans. You knew you were gonna be there for a while so you were gonna dress comfortably. You always liked seeing cal do his thing, you admired how passionate he was when it came to his work. As you walked down the stairs you noticed Cal was laying on the couch looking at his phone so you joined him as he took you in his arms.

“Are you ready to go?” he said as you looked up at him and nodded.

“Yeah I am, I'm excited for you guys.” you said with a smile as he pulled you in for a kiss.

“Thank that means a lot, I'm glad I have you here with me, I mean you are my inspiration after all.” he said you giggled and he pulled you in for a small cuddle.

“You know i'll always be here for you, always.” you said muffled as you two cuddled on the couch before leaving your place.

You were one of the many people Calum cared for, he always thought that he would never fall in love again, but with you it was different, he was able to be more than himself when you were with him. You allowed his mind to be open with you. To even add more to this story, you thought you wouldn't love again as well, you were heartbroken so many times as well, and well when you met cal, you two probably fell in love with one another the first time you two laid eyes on one another. You two met as if you were normal people, well you were introduced by Luke’s girlfriend, but nonetheless you met as normal people.

As you arrived you hung out with Sierra, while the boys were doing their warm up and a little while after KayKay and Crystal showed up and the gang was pretty much there.You and the girls were always here to support your guys, it was practically tradition, but this was a nice thing to do, since not everyday you see everyone. As much as you missed the boys you missed your girls.

The cameras then started to roll for a small announcement for the fans to see, it wasn't official yet, but the guys wanted to place a nice presence in the video for the fans to guess what they were up to. Which is why you chose the traditional hoodie and jeans because you knew fans would assume its you and you hoped this disguise worked since you and cal haven't gone official, or so you thought.

When the boys were kinda stuck they called a break the guys all went to their gals and cal walked over to your on the couch and cuddled you as you kissed him. “How's it going rockstar?” you asked as he looked over at you with a smile as he placed a kiss on your lips and he got comfortable with you.

“Pretty good, got some good lyrics in and a couple of new tunes.” he said as he moved to be the little spoon and he took his beanie off so you could play with his hair, this was one of the many things he likes when he needed inspiration or relax, mainly both but you were happy to do so. “Hey, that's good bubs, I'm happy it's going well, I'm proud of you.” you said he looked at you in awe and just couldn't believe how lucky he was.

For him he always found inspiration for lyrics in moments like these. No matter how small or big the moments were, there was always some sort of feeling he felt, it was more than love. He never felt this way ever in his life before, he knew he would follow you everywhere and you would do the same.

“Im making another song about you,” cal said as you looked down at him again, you loved that he made you songs, but you knew his fans would probably like to hear different songs. “Cal you don't have to, you should focus on what your fans like.” you said as he looked up at you with a pout, “babe, the fans would love you once they know, and besides its pretty official, the boys love it.” he said as you giggled, “Don't worry about that love, besides my fans probably like you more than me and they don't even know yet.” he said as you two laughed a little and your cuddle sesh continued before he had to go back in.

After a couple more hours of the boys working and you guys getting to listen to some of the music they had come up with, you were very excited to hear the final cut. You were proud of the progress they all made, you knew the final cut would turn out great.

You all said their goodbyes and hopped to see them again for another meet up session. You and Cal went home and did your normal night routine, you would watch another movie or a couple episodes of a show you were currently watching. Then you would eat some dinner, you either made something small or you ordered some food. After you eat you would head up to your shared room and do your skincare, you two always loved doing it together, especially sheet face masks, those were your favorite and he always had a couple pictures of you two, but mainly you.

This was pretty much “normal” about your lives, and he cherished them everyday, especially when he was away on tour, he would always look back at your silly pictures together and remember that you were always going to be there waiting for him. You missed him as well when he was away and you were grateful you had a part of him, which was duke, you would take him on walks and little small picnic dates which you later showed cal, which he loved how you would take care of him while he was away. He was practically your son, but you didn't know that was your title, it was a secret between cal and duke.

As the morning hit you woke up with cal’s arms around you as you looked over at him seeing his sleepy self. You knew that these sessions took up a lot of energy internally since he was creating music for everyone to hear. You enjoyed seeing him sleeping peacefully. You snuggled closer to him as you kissed his jaw and he started to wake up a little.

“Good morning love” he said with his morning voice as you two kissed one another, “Good morning, how'd you sleep bubs?” you said as duke had climbed in between you too as you kissed duke, “pretty good as usual i had you in my arms.” he said as you looked up to him with a smile.

The first night you two spent the night together, you both fell asleep instantly, the things that were planned for the rest of the night had been swiped away, but you two enjoyed being with one another even if you were just sleeping. You two helped one another sleep, you couldn't remember the last time you actually had a good night's sleep. When calum was away, he couldn't sleep and he would be so tired when he would come home, which he felt bad for because he wanted to spend the day with you, but you always insisted on him to rest and that you would be by his side when he woke up since you too were tired and needed him by your side.

As you were eating breakfast, the video their team worked on was posted, it was very simple, nothing too complex about it. Cal knew his team was amazing so he was gonna wait to see it once it was posted by one of the guys.

His phone then started to blow up, first it was twitter, then it was instagram. Your phone then too started to ring. You both looked at one another with a quite confused look, cal picked his phone up and then he saw the video that his team posted, it looked so good to him, but when he went to the comments, he saw people were tagging you as you were seeing that as well on your phone.

@5sosforever3CALM: OMG thats literally @y/n! OMG OMG

@5sosupdates: CAL HAS A GIRL, SIERRA PROBABLY GOT THEM TOGETHER

@lukemikeycalash: HOLD UP IS THAT @y/n????

@caldreams: YALL REALLY OUT HERE POSTING THIS WITH NO CONTEXT

He went back to the video and looked at it closely, and there was a clip of the two of you on the couch having your small moment. Your face wasn't clear to the camera, but how did they know? Your hair was showing and your nose, but how could they get that from one clip? He looked at his tagged photos and saw that they were comparing you side to side with your side profile.

“Oh no, our fans are literally FBI agents, how did they get that from one picture?” Cal said as you giggled, then saw Luke's contact appear and you answered it.

“Hey.” you said with a giggled, “hey, have you seen the comments?” he asked as cal answered, “yeah we saw, but how do they know it's her?” he said as those two kept going back and forth. “So should i ask out team to delete it?” he asked as you shook your head, “Luke it's fine, i'm not that bothered, doing nothing will just let them make up other theories.” you said as you were calm the outside, but you were freaking out on the inside.

“Are you sure?” cal asked as you nodded, “yeah i am, as long as you're okay with it.” you said as he nodded and you said goodbye to luke and you two continued your breakfast.

You sat on the couch after breakfast and did your normal thing, you knew Cal was freaking out because he was still on his phone trying to see if the fans were coming up with new theories, but no they were stuck on it. He was freaking out because he wanted you to feel comfortable, you both agreed on keeping your relationship private, but you knew once it was out of the bag people would find out.

“Cal, if you want we can announce it officially.” you said as he looked over at you with a smile. He had been wanting to go official years back, but he respected you and well he liked keeping your relationship private, since most things in his life were already out there. He wanted something serious with you and he wanted this to do it right.

“Really? Are you sure? I don't want you to feel pressured because the fans are figuring it out.” he said as you nodded, “yes cal, besides you looked stressed out, we've been together for 5 years and besides like you said hopefully they'll like me.” you said as he shook his head, “no they're going to love you as much as i love you.” he said as the both of you had pulled up pictures of the two of you and captioned it, “Alright done, ready?” he asked as you nodded,“3...2….1!” he said as you both posted the pictures and you had turned off your phones. You knew it would be blowing up in minutes, so today was going to be spent with one another.

The next morning you woke up by a duke who had climbed into the bed as you saw Cal was missing, he probably had gotten up to make breakfast,“Hey duke, where's your dad huh.” you said as you held him in your arms as you walked towards the kitchen where cal had been preparing the table for you guys to eat. “Hey rockstar, what's this for?” you asked as you placed duke down and cal placed his hands on your jaw and you moved in to a kiss, as you smiled through it.

“Just wanted to make my lady some breakfast.” he said as you saw him being all cheeky and you grinned at him, almost making him blush, “Well this is nice, does it have to do with what we did yesterday?” you said as he nodded with a slight grin,“Depends on what you��re talking about” he asked as he smirked at you slapped his arm playfully. You two had gotten in the mood and well it's probably best to keep it a secret.

“Cal! Not in front of duke.” you said as you two laughed and nodded, “well i liked what we did after the post, but yeah the fans reacted well.” he said as you smiled seeing him so happy, “I'm glad, wait what picture did you post?” you asked as you got your phone and clicked on instagram, “just a couple of us and one of duke,” he said as you nodded and looked through. The first one was of the two of you two on your first date, which was one of the many dates you had after going out, but this one was your first date as boyfriend and girlfriend. The second one was a picture of the two of you asleep on the tour bus, when you had tagged along with them since you had free time saved up and cal loved that you were there, he was able to see you everyday, even when he was preforming and you were in the crowd.

“Where did you get that one of us on the bus?” you asked in awe of that picture, “the guys took it after the show and they later sent it to me,” he said with a smile as you swiped to the next photo. This was a picture of you when Cal and the guys were nominated for an award and even won and he brought it home to you and took a silly picture with the award. the next one was the first night you spent together and you were doing sheet face masks, that's how it all got started. And the last one was a picture of you and duke when you first met, duke was all over you and was happy to finally meet you. You remembered all of these moments clearly, they were moments you cherished the most. You then looked at the caption and cal had seen your eyes trailing the text waiting to see you reaction.

@calumhood: i guess you guys figured it out, so here it is. This is my soulmate, my person and Duke's mom. I never thought i would love again, but the day i met her i was already falling for her and well she's the best thing that has ever happened to me and of course our pup Duke. The day she came into mine and duke’s life we were blessed. She inspires me to be a better person and artist everyday and is the inspiration to all of the music I write for the band, so you can thank her for our records. She is one of the many people I love in life and I hope you can love her the same way I do. Duke and I love you forever and always. @y/n <3

You looked up at him with small tears in your eyes and a smile. He looked over at you and saw you were crying as he was worried he didn't expect you to cry.

“Hey, you okay? What's wrong? Did someone say something?” he asked as you nodded, “yeah you did,” you said with a smile showing him the caption he wrote and he smiled and gave you a hug. You then cut your moment short and looked at Duke and back at him,“I'm Duke's mom?” you asked as he looked at you in awe and nodded, “yeah of course you are, you always were, probably since the first day you spent the night. He was pretty bummed out after you left.” he said as he remembered that day his pup was missing their favorite girl.

“Aw cal, all i wrote in the caption was a heart,” you said as he shook his head, “love, you show me everyday how much you love me, especially when we were away, this was my way to show you as well, but i'm not stopping there, i will show you everyday how much you mean to duke and i, but especially me. I meant what I said, forever and always.” he said as you kissed him and duke had wanted some in on this moment.

You two who never believed in soulmates or even love yet you both found it again. The love you two have was something you couldn't describe with words. It was out of this universe to be quite frank with you. You were soulmates lost, and once found, you were happy with one another, your love was strong, any other couple would have broken up when their significant other was away, but the both of you were different. Different but perfect for one another. Cal knew that once you were in his life he would do his very best to keep you in his life forever and always.

#calum hood imagine #calum hood #5sos calum #calum 5sauce #calum hood 5sos #calum fluff #calum hood fluff

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brand-new-stars · 3 years

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Hewwo new writing blog 🥰🥰 could I request ritsu eichi and mika general dating hcs? Wish you the best of the best 🥰🥰

- rabbit "anon", im proud of u for this sweetie

B,,BB,,BB,,BB,,,YOUR BUNINESS??? ABASJNLANSFS omg im kinda honored rn asfaflnaf. also sorry they all might be ooc-

Sakuma Ritsu, Tenshouin Eichi and Kagehira Mika General Dating Headcanons!

"𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔡𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔟𝔢𝔡 𝔪𝔶 𝔰𝔩𝔢𝔢𝔭. 𝔍𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔫 ℑ 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔰𝔲𝔠𝔥 𝔞 𝔫𝔦𝔠𝔢 𝔫𝔞𝔭, 𝔱𝔬𝔬."

💤 expect being this vampire’s pillow. he will grab you and place you down before laying his head on your lap at any opportunity given.

💤 you’ll often be asked to take ritsu to knights’ practice. there are times where izumi is not patient enough so he makes his way and drags the boy to the practice while complaining about how slow you were being, while other times you successfully place him in a piggyback position and bring him to his unit.

💤 will definitely leave bite marks on your neck, so no one attempts to steal you away from him.

💤 lots, lots, lots of cuddles coming from this boy. he’s like a sloth that won’t ever let go of that tree branch. he will leech your attention and wants to monopolize it.

💤 he will have one of his genius nicknames (maa-kun, ecchan, mikarin, etc) for you, and will expect one back. will reject ricchan from you though, that’s for mao only.

💤 his unit is filled with mixed feelings about you dating ritsu. arashi and tsukasa think that it’s sweet, izumi doesn’t care in a mean way (or so he says), and leo somehow finds ways to embarass you through your relationship (although he usually just says them without thinking).

💤 while mao approves, he can’t help but to worry about the things ritsu makes you do, and it’s almost like you’re his second babysitter. you do admit that you do not mind though (and you can watch his sleeping expression for a moment, not too long because that might be creepy).

💤 will immediately keep you away from rei. ritsu does not want you to leave him like rei did during the war, and is secretly paranoid that rei might influence you. he will refuse to answer his brother’s questions about you.

💤 he is only suspicious, but you are already helping rei with getting back with ritsu.

💤 ritsu will definitely drag you into tea club activities and asks for you to feed him small snacks. there are times where he seductively takes your wrist, brings it close to his face, eat the snack in your hand and even lick the little crumbs.

💤 has once clinged onto you when sleeping in the same bed.

💤 “(nickname), I only want you to look at me, and only me~”

"𝔅𝔲𝔱 𝔫𝔬 𝔪𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔥𝔬𝔴 𝔟𝔢𝔞𝔲𝔱𝔦𝔣𝔲𝔩 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔰, 𝔦𝔣 𝔦𝔱 𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔰 𝔰𝔱𝔦��𝔩, 𝔦𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔪𝔢𝔞𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔩𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔱𝔬 𝔪𝔢. 𝔗𝔬 𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔫𝔞𝔫𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔬 𝔡𝔦𝔢."

☕ eichi is known by his poor health, so yes, there will be daily visits in the hospital.

☕ but when he is allowed to be out of it, expect him to spoil you rotten. this expensive looking object you’ve been eyes for a while? he will pay it for you. that delicious sweet displayed at that bakery? bought, and now you both are sharing it.

☕ you often fret about his health. he assures you that he’s fine, but you cannot help but to worry.

☕ he’s so excited to try new things with you, as he had spend most of his time being sickly. you tried to go to the amusement park once! he ended up being dizzy by most of the rides.

☕ “oh? is this what they call a hotdog?” you can’t help but to smile at how innocent and cute he was being.

☕ besides looking up to wataru, now he has you. you, who are so kind and patient with his circunstances, of what he has done in the past in order to be where he is right now. it’s almost like he has his own guardian angel.

☕ his unitmates are very happy to see you two together, although tori tends to act like an entilted brat and tell you that he is still eichi’s favorite, he notices that eichi’s expression brightens even more around your presence. yuzuru, as always, acts politely towards you, and will often point out things about eichi’s behavior to you as well. wataru? he’s already writting down a play inspired by your relationsihp together. he’s also the one who often lists advices towards his unit leader.

☕ meanwhile in the tea club, ritsu at first won’t really care and just demands your blood (eichi has stopped him), but afterwards you’re basically spoiling him like a mother to his child. how hajime acts around you is just the cutest. he’s trying his best to make you feel welcomed into the club, will make tea for you (you help him sometimes) and soon he’s like yours and eichi’s baby child.

☕ will sometimes use his status as the student council president to call you over to his office. but honestly, he just missed seeing your beautiful face. keito is annoyed by this, and mao can only chuckle nervously.

☕ also have I ever mentioned power couple?

☕ you’ll probably ending up being his executioner

☕ “my dear, wonderful s/o... I hope you can stand by my side until I go...”

"ℑ 𝔡𝔲𝔫𝔫𝔬 𝔱𝔬𝔬 𝔪𝔲𝔠𝔥 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱’𝔰 𝔯𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔞𝔫’ 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱’𝔰 𝔴𝔯𝔬𝔫𝔤... ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫’𝔱 𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔪𝔶 𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰."

⏳ poor guy has no idea what to do in a relationship. heck, he never imagined that he of all people would be in one.

⏳ he will try his darn bestest, even though there were attempts that ended not as planned.

⏳ he might not be the smartest nor the strongest, but you’re dead wrong if you think that he won’t do anything for you.

⏳ also please don’t treat him wrong otherwise shu, arashi and nazuna will go after your head.

⏳ speaking of them... shu doesn’t really mind you two being together as long as you don’t distract mika for too long. he might say harsh things towards you both, but he’s secretly watching for you. and without realizing, he takes you under his wing.

⏳ at first, you were intimidated by mika’s oshi-san. but after the slow connection you’ve formed, you feel comfortable enough to stand up for mika when shu says some of the most absurd things.

⏳ arashi became a beam of energy once she found out that mika was dating you. words cannot describe of how happy she felt for you both. did mika went through with her advice? what was your reaction? she has so many questions for you two, and will sometimes trick you both into going dates with just you both.

⏳ yes, you’re both from the mika protection squad. that nasty oshi-san will soon learn his place.

⏳ there are times where mika will attempt to make dolls and gift them to you. they don’t look the greatest, that’s true, but you place them on your shelves nonetheless. it’s your boyfriend’s hardwork, after all!

⏳ calling himself a doll, mika is someone who needs lots of reassurance since he has no confidence with his own skills and capacities. tell him that he’s doing good, and he will be extremely happy.

⏳ mika is still a boy who’s learning about being his own self and being a significant other as well. the start might be rocky, but he’s the most loyal one you’ll ever know and will go lenghts to make you happy.

⏳ “(nickname)...thank you for everythin’ you’ve done for a failure like me. i swear I’ll love ya as twice--no, as thousand times as you do!”

#enstars headcanons #ensemble stars headcanon #enstars x reader #ensemble stars x reader #ensemble stars #enstars #tenshouin eichi #eichi tenshouin #ritsu sakuma #sakuma ritsu #kagehira mika #mika kagehira

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h2bakugou · 4 years

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i would like to drop a cute but spicy headcanon request of how shinsou, denki and kirishima (separately) react to coming back from a mission/patrol to see their female s/o cooking in only their oversized hoodie and white lacy pantie. 🙈

all characters aged 18+ au!!

a/n: ahhh i love thiss! i also love your pfp omg, i havent done a hc or scenario like this so im super excited sjfhsjdah thank you for the request love!

headcanon: them walking in on you cooking in just an oversized hoodie and lacey panties

key: (y/n) - your name / (f/n) - first name / (l/n) - last name / (e/c) - eye color / (h/c) - hair color / (y/q) - your quirk

warnings: swearing, fluff, smut (spicy tingz ahead), a really god awful absolutely unnecessary pun.

nsfw under the cut!!

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hitoshi shinsou

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Shinsou is tired and worn out from a long day so he’s pretty happy to be heading home.

He’s even more excited by the delicious smell coming from the kitchen.

It doesn’t take long before he strolls in and sees you standing in one of his indigo sweaters, the one with the cute little black cat symbol the back, and a pair of lacey white panties.

Shinsou’s suddenly much more awake than he was.

He’s horny on main.

“What a sight, kitten.” He coos, stepping closer to you. You smile and turn to face him, happy to see him back in one piece.

“How was work?”

“It was work, but it was worth it if I get to see you like this afterward.” Shinsou places a kiss on your neck, his hands resting on your hips.

He’s pushing you up against the counter, hoisting you up so you’re sitting on it now.

“Toshi.” You whisper as his calloused fingers slip under the waistband of your panties, teasingly toying with your sensitive bundle of nerves.

His finger flicks across your clit a few times and you’ve become a moaning mess.

You’re gripping onto the cold marble counter tops as his fingers begin to pump inside of you, curling upward as they rub against your walls.

“Such a naughty kitten, wearing such naughty things.” Shinsou’s back to kissing and biting on your neck, marking you up good and well. You’d have those marks for a while which was exactly what Shinsou wanted.

“Fuck!” You moan out, feeling your stomach tighten into a knot as your climax approaches.

It’s not long before you’re cumming on his fingers and making a bit of a mess on the counter top you’re sitting on.

Shinsou cleans his fingers in his mouth, licking off your juices.

“The food!” You yelp, quickly jumping down from the counter to check on the food you’d been cooking.

Thankfully it wasn’t too hurt, but you couldn’t risk letting it get burnt like that again.

“Ready for round two kitten?”

“Shinsou dinner is gonna brun-”

“I have a perfect meal right in front of me.”

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denki kaminari

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He’s more or less a volt or two away from short circuiting. He needs a serious recharge, and thankfully he gets to go home and do just that.

When he walks into the apartment the two of you shared, he’s enticed by the sweet and savory aroma filling the place, coming straight from the kitchen.

He’s taken back when he sees you in his favorite hoodie.

It’s black with a big lightning symbol across the chest and a cute little storm cloud on the back.

He’s even more surprised when he notices it’s all your wearing along with some cute lacey panties.

“Woah.” Denki is almost speechless. He’s always got a loss of words when it comes to you, but sometimes all he can manage to say is how impressed he is.

“Oh hey babe!” You smile, walking over to give Denki a kiss.

It starts out innocent, but Denki’s hands begin to wander, from your hips, down to your ass, grabbing it roughly and feeling it up.

“Someone’s excited to see me.” You tease, poking fun of the growing tent in his hero costume.

“Of course I am, god look at you.” Kaminari is eager to touch you. His lips move to your neck as he backs you against the counter.

He kisses down your neck before pulling his lips off of you and squatting down between your legs.

Tossing one over his shoulder, he hooks a finger under your panties and moves them to the side before diving in to what he’d been waiting for.

His tongue slides through your folds, flicking over your clit a few times.

Your hands tangle into his hair as he begins to eat you out, moans spilling from your mouth.

“Kami!” You cry out as he pumps two fingers inside you, adding to the pleasure he was already giving you.

It doesn’t take long for you to get all worked up. He;s making you cum within minutes and it’s messy.

Your juices drip down his chin but he doesn’t care. He’s hungry for more.

Overstimulating you is his specialty.

He brings his tongue through your folds a few more times before scooping out some of your juices with his two fingers, letting it drop into his mouth.

“You taste so good babygirl.” He mewls, his amber eyes staring up at you.

Your chest is heaving and he finally let’s you catch a breath. He stands up and places a few soft kisses on your cheek.

“I can’t wait for dinner.”

“It’s probably burnt by now!” You quickly turn to look at it, and to your dismay it was.

“Guess we’re eating out tonight!”

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eijiro kirishima

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Kirishima is worn out but he could probably keep going for a bit. Nonetheless, he’s happy to be going home because he gets to see you.

Your house is quaint and pretty small and very homey.

Kirishima can already taste the delicious meal you’re cooking just by smelling it. It’s savory and smells delicious.

He’s tossed down most of his things by the door, excited to see you.

And excited he is.

He admires you, speechless by the sight of his beautiful girlfriend cooking in his red hoodie. The one with the rips in the sleeves from him using his quirk in it while training.

His eyes wander down to your legs which are bare. His eyes stop at the lacey panties your wearing. He feels bad for staring but you’re just so gorgeous.

“I know you’re there Kiri.” You call to him, pulling him out of his daydream.

He’s rushing over to you, hugging you from behind. You can feel how excited he is to see you.

“Are you using your quirk or are you excited to see me?” You tease. Kirishima’s cheeks are as red as his hair.

“I’m happy to see you.” Kirishima places a kiss on the back of you neck as his large hands pull your lacey panties to the side.

“Kiri!” You mewl, your chest pressing against the counter as he pushes you down, pulling his own pants down just enough to release his aching cock.

He’s hard as a rock.

“Fuck.” Kirishima curses, stroking his cock, just admiring your pussy from afar.

“Stop teasing me.” You whine, wiggling your hips at him.

One of Kirishima’s hands moves to pin your wrists against your back.

“You got it, princess.” Kirishima’s hips buck forward as he slides his cock into you, drawing a moan out of your throat.

“Kiri!” You mewl. He’s stretching you out. His cock fills you up so well it’s almost hard to ever get used to him.

“Fuck princess.” His hips are moving and slapping against yours, the lewd noises filling the kitchen.one of the only sounds over the low sizzling of the dinner you’d forgot about and the string of moans and curses you and Kirishima are letting out.

“Taking my cock so good.” Kirishima murmurs, his speech incoherent as he’s getting closer and closer to letting go.

You’re clenching around him and Kiri feels like you’re just about going to milk him dry.

“So tight.” He growls, sending an open palm down against your ass cheek. You throw your head back in pleasure as you feel yourself letting go.

“Kiri!” You cry out as you cum, Kirishima’s groans getting louder as you tighten around him, doing just what he thought you’d do.

Kirishima came inside of you, his hot seed sticking to your walls as he pulled out, the white liquid seeping out from between your folds.

“Fuck princess.” Kirishima curses again, admiring your post-fuck form still bent over the counter.

Something smells burnt.

You look over to dinner and notice it smoking. Your legs feel like jello and you can hardly move, but Kirishima manages to turn the stove burner off.

“What are we going to eat now?” You pout as Kirishima helps you clean up.

“Guess we’ll just have to order some food.”

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