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satoruxx · 6 months

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thinking about since canonically Geto is more popular with girls than Gojo he’s gotten used to them looking past him to get to Geto but what if Gojo and Geto are out for drinks with the other teachers one night and he gets approached by the reader but he thinks she’s just coming over to ask him for Geto’s number and so he prepares his ‘responsible best friend’ act and then SHE ASKS ABOUT HIM INSTEAD, ALL BLUSHY AND STUFF BECAUSE HE LOOKED LIKE HE WAS GONNA BRUSH HER OFF

AHH I LOVE HIM SM 😔😔😔

pairing: gojo satoru x reader | 1k words summary: fluff, pining, reader is a simp but same, satoru is a good wingman but he needs attention too, au ig bc suguru's alive LMAO, idiots in love? rheya's note: oh my god shut up this is so cute and YOU'RE ABSOLUTELY RIGHT??? i can just imagine that he's gotten so used to judging whether or not the person is even worth suguru's attention before deciding to pass on his info...and after a while his brain just defaults to thinking that everyone wants suguru but he FORGETS that there are gojo girlies out there (me asf) !! thanks for the ask nonnie babes i love this idea so so much <33

OK SO

it's obvious that there are quite a few women at the bar eyeing the group. young, attractive teachers spending an evening trying to relax and take their minds off of the stress of jujutsu work. nanami is in deep conversation with shoko about something while ijichi quietly listens. further down the table utahime is quietly sipping her drink while mei mei orders another. shoko makes a comment and suguru bursts into unabashed laughter.

the flush of alcohol dusts over each of their cheeks, but satoru remans the only one who has barely touched his glass, the sting of the bitterness a little too harsh for him to enjoy. he opts for instead letting his eyes roam over the faces in the crowd, taking little notice of all the eyes and smiles sent in their direction.

well until he notices you anyway.

you're already looking in his direction curiously, face illuminated by the dim lighting of the bar as your friends giggle around you. when his eyes lock with yours, you immediately tear your gaze away, trying to play it off by immediately delving into conversation, though satoru can tell that there's a flush crawling up your neck now.

he doesn't look away though, too caught up in the crinkle of your eyes and the smile lines that grace your face as you laugh at something. a minute later you're looking back in their direction, and when you catch him staring, you turn away yet again.

satoru glances to his side, knowing that you're probably watching suguru take a sip of his drink and most likely falling for his charming smile.

typical and so predictable.

some time passes like this. you'll look, and turn away, and satoru will watch you do it over and over again. it isn't until a while later that satoru catches your friends pushing your shoulders and giggling, and he knows that they're urging you to come up and ask about suguru. you're shaking your head, the nervousness clear as day as your brows pinch. but eventually you succumb to peer pressure and stand up from your table, taking anxious strides towards him.

and usually, satoru will make a face or turn his back or do something to look as unapproachable as possible. because almost every person who comes up asking for suguru's contact info has been obnoxious as hell.

but you're quite pretty and you look sweet enough, and he doesn't think it'd be right to deter you.

suguru would probably like you too.

so satoru decides to let you try at least, and if you seem to be as nice as you look maybe he'd bridge the gap between you and his best friend.

you make your way up to him, and as soon as he finally gets a good look at you he's thinking you're a lot prettier up close.

dammit.

"hi," you say, face hot as you try your best to maintain steady eye contact with him. you look so nervous, fidgeting with the fabric of your clothes as you attempt to strike up conversation, and he doesn't have it in him to watch you struggle.

"yeah i can give you his number," he says, voice clipped as he tries to hide the disappointment in it. you watch him grab a napkin and begin scribbling something down, confusion clear as he hands you the digits.

"um…?" you look at the napkin and then at him. "sorry, whose number is this?"

satoru balks, lips parting as he mirrors your confusion. "uh…suguru's? the guy behind me?"

realization dawns on your face and you shift your weight from foot to foot.

"oh actually," you suck your teeth nervously, trying to hide behind an awkward little smile. "i came to talk to you."

satoru can only blink, cerulean eyes widening behind his glasses as he stares at you in surprise.

you take his silence as a bad sign, shoulders dropping and embarrassment settling in your frown as you look anywhere but his face. "s-sorry if that's weird. i don't wanna make you uncomfortable or anything so-"

he's grinning before he can stop himself, heart dangerously swelling with affection as he motions toward the empty stool next to him. "not weird at all."

the pleasant surprise on your face makes him bite back a chuckle, and you take the seat. "huh...i wasn't expecting you to be okay with it."

satoru raises a brow curiously, tilting his head. "why not?"

you shrug with a careless grin. "i had a feeling you were gonna brush me off from the moment i first looked over."

satoru winces, and he can practically feel suguru's knowing smirk on his back. he chooses to ignore that for now, eyes trailing over the mirth in your expression, and he can only smile helplessly. "no way in hell."

your laugh comes instantly, sweet and bright, and you take it as a sign to continue talking. satoru listens on, sipping his drink to hide his giddy smile and ignoring the sting of bitterness once again.

honestly, with the amount of sweetness he's just found, satoru would tolerate as much bitterness as he needed to.

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xxblairexxss · 9 months

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Go to sleep

Pairing : Charles Leclerc x reader

Theme : Angst, fluff (?)

I cried a few times writing this. 😔 not proofread yet!

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Charles, are you off already?"

"Yeah! See you!" Charles sprinted off, passing through the crowd of people with Joris behind, hands full of his stuff.

No one asked any further questions. They knew where he was heading and why he was always in a rush. Every time the weekend at the Monaco Grand Prix came to an end, they would always find him rushing his way back wearing the brightest smile on his face.

He was off to see you.

"Hey, angel!" Charles’s hand held yours as he took a seat by your side of the bed. You looked beautiful. You always did.

Even with those tubes and drains.

"Hey, love. How was it? I’m sorry I missed it again. I was so sleepy."

He held your other hand so you would stop rubbing your eyes. His thumb stroked the back of your hand as he kissed it every now and again.

"It’s okay, angel. I got P3." His grin went wide when you gasped and shrieked with delight.

"Really?! Oh my God, you did it!"

"Yeah! I did it. Have you eaten?" He stroked your cheeks while you shook your head at the question.

"I haven’t. I was waiting for you to feed me." You muttered, making him smile again.

"Guess what I bought." He dipped his hand in his little bag and brought cups of different fruits. They were still cold, as he had asked Joris to keep them refrigerated before he came to see you. "Your favourite!"

"Fruit salad! I knew it!" You exclaimed and sat up with his help. "Can you feed me? I want to start with the—”

"Strawberries? You got it, baby."

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"See you, Charles!"

"Bye guys!" Charles waved to the group of engineers and dashed his way again, followed by Joris. He was off early again. He never stayed too long during the Monaco Grand Prix.

"Angel?"

You were sound asleep when he walked in. He always loved to see you sleep. It made him gratified that it was one of the few moments where you looked so peaceful. Like you weren’t hurting. You still looked beautiful,

even when you had lost so much weight, making the bone on your face look much more prominent.

"Charles?"

He put his phone aside when you woke up. It had been a few hours since he came by, and it was his first time hearing your voice today. It made him smile again. "Yeah? Are you okay, angel?"

"I’m fine. How was it? I fell asleep again. I’m so sorry."

He leaned in and brushed his nose against yours, making you giggle. "It’s okay, baby. I got P2."

"Really?! Oh my god, yay!" You squealed again, making him laugh as he bent down so you could hug him.

"P1 next year?"

"P1 next year, baby." He gave a nod and brushed his lips on your forehead. It felt warm to touch, and he knew your fever was back. "Do you feel like eating?"

"Can you feed me? Do you bring my favourite?"

Charles took out a jar of strawberry pudding, making you chuckle. "I never forgot, baby." He helped you sit up. You felt lighter—way lighter than before. Your hands were hot to touch too.

"It’s so good! Give it a try, love!" You took the pudding and spoon from his hand and scooped some of it. "Say ah!"

He chuckled, mouth wide open, to get a taste of it. "Oh, it’s a little too sweet, isn’t it?"

"I like it sweet!" You commented, taking another spoon into your mouth. "It’s so good!"

"How do you make this? Isn’t it easy to make?" He took out his phone and snapped a few pictures of you with the strawberry pudding in hand. "Adorable." He beamed and pinched your nose, making you laugh.

"I think it’s pretty easy to make. I used to do it back then, every time I craved it. Maybe one day you can bring me the one you make."

“Ask, and you shall get, angel. I’ll learn the recipe right away." He brushed his finger off the corner of your mouth as you took another spoonful of it.

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The Monaco Grand Prix was one week away when he got a call from your parents, which made him travel all the way back to Monaco from Maranello.

"She’s not feeling well. She’s getting worse, Charles."

Charles barged into the room, and you were lying on the bed. You looked so pale, with all your skin and bones, that it made you look so fragile to touch. Your skin was still warm. Too warm. Your eyes were barely open, but you still extended your hand for him to hold when he walked in.

"Hi, baby." He leaned in and gave you lingering kisses on your forehead.

"Charles, I’m so sleepy."

"It’s okay, angel. It’s okay. You can go to sleep now." He didn’t pull away this time. He stayed in your arms, feeling the soft touch of your arms around his back. "It’s okay." He whispered.

"I don’t think I could stay awake any longer."

"You have been so strong, angel. So strong." He replied, feeling his throat closing up.

"I just want to go to sleep." Your words became a mumble against his neck.

"Go to sleep, baby. It’s alright."

"But I’m scared. Charles, I’m so scared. I don’t want to be alone." He felt your hand on his back tremble as you sobbed in his arms.

"It’s alright, baby. I’m right here. I promise. I’m not going anywhere." He whispered, leaning his cheek against the temple of your head.

"I will always be..." You winced and took a sharp breath. He felt your grip on his back tighten with every breath you took. "I will always be so proud of you. I love you, Charles."

He pulled away and rested his forehead against yours. "I love you so, so much, angel. You can rest now. Thank you for being so strong, Y/N."

You giggled when his nose brushed against yours again.

And that was the last giggle he heard from you before your arms fell on your side. Your chest stopped moving, and you looked like you were sound asleep, except this time you wouldn’t have to wake up to the pain anymore.

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"Charles, wanna head home?" Joris peeked his head inside the driver’s room. Charles was done with his interviews and press conferences hours ago, but he stayed in his room.

He no longer had to rush back.

"Yeah, sure." He gave a soft smile and walked out with his small backpack. The one he always used to keep your favourite foods before he paid you a visit.

"Joris?"

"Yeah?" Joris stopped in his tracks and turned to see Charles handing him clear glass pudding jar.

"Do you want to try this strawberry pudding?" He rubbed the back of his neck and let out an awkward chuckle. "I made it myself."

"I love pudding!" Joris commented, dipping the spoon into the jar and feeding himself a spoonful of it. "Oh! It’s sweet! Perfect for me.”

"Yeah, it’s a little too sweet for me, but some people liked it this way." He trailed behind Joris while fiddling with the letter bracelet with your name on it that the fan had given to him earlier.

“Oh, I never get to say this earlier but congratulations on the podium this year, Charles. I bet she’s so proud of you.” Joris waited for his friend to walk by his side and gave his shoulder a squeeze.

“I promised her the podium this year, Joris. It will be selfish of me to ask her to hold on any longer when she was so tired of staying awake.

And I don’t think I’ll ever want her to ever go to sleep, if she could stay here with me for every podium to come.”

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hitomisuzuya · 5 months

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HIII SUZUU🫶🫶🫶

having wriothesley brainrot atm hes what i eat think breathe now😭 IMAGINE HIM WITH A DICK PIERCING HELLO??? like he invites u for a tea party at his office but then turns a 360 and he rams that shit up ur stomach 🤤 i feel a bit embarrassed typing that out umm😔

Wriothesley x fem! reader. Smut. Wriothesley with a dick piercing 😳 Office sex. Size kink.

My dear 😭 I am so sorry this took a bit to get to💖 I hope I wrote him okay. This is my first time writing him. I'm super nervous.

A tea party. Some quiet conversation, and a few cups of Earl Gray Tea was all it was supposed to be. Never did you imagine that the topic of conversation would turn to his special piercing, much less would you thought you would end up on his desk, one hand holding one of your thighs open while he bullied his thick cock inch by inch inside of you.

Wriothesley had the most wolfish, cocky grin on his face, watching your expressions as you babbled sweetly about how you didn't think he would fit. "Shh, it'll fit," He cooed, swiping his thumb chilled with Cryo on your puffy, swollen clit. "I know this tight, pretty cunt can take it."

You mewled, your back arching as your legs shook. He rubbed soothing circles on your clit, groaning as your drooling cunt relaxed to accommodate him. You whimpered in pleasure, hooking a shaky leg over his hip to help draw his cock deeper inside of you.

He angled his hips, bullying this rest of his cock inside of you, affectively quieting your sweet, unsure moans about his size when the head of his pierced cock rested firmly against your sweet spot.

Your body spasmed in pleasure in the most intoxicating way to him. He pulled his cock out enough so he could he see it shiny with your slick before thrusting it back inside of you.

Wriothesley hardly gave you time to adjust again before he was pounding himself relentlessly inside of you. Louder, lewder moans spilled from your mouth as his piercing scrapped along your walls, hitting it almost mercilessly into your sweet spot.

He knew he was making you feel good, he was driven with the purpose, no the need, to feel you cream all over his cock.

Wriothesley licked away the tears that fell from your eyes, putting his weight down on you when you tried to wrap your legs around him. "No no," He cooed, prying your legs apart, "You gotta keep your legs spread nice and wide for me," With your legs spread, he could better see the buldge poking up in your stomach. Archons, he would fuck you deeper if he could.

"You wanna cum hard on my cock, huh? Want me to fuck you dumb, until you can't even think?" He taunted, grunting and moaning as he pounded his cock inside of you.

"Yes, Your Grace! Yes!" You cried out, writhing underneath him. You bucked your hips, keeping up with his ferocious pace as best you could. Your cheeks flushed, a little embarrassed at the wet squelching noises bouncing off the walls of his office.

Teacups rattled on his desk before falling onto the floor. Your walls were practically suffocating his cock. He knew you were close. Cryo chilled fingers pinched and rubbed your clit again.

The piercing on his cock slamming just right into your sweet spot made you squirt suddenly on his cock, screaming for him in a way that Wriothesley knew he would never get enough of hearing. He gave your clit a smack to make you be louder.

His body shuddered in bliss, cum spilling warm inside of you. Wriothesley never stopped driving his cock into you once he'd fucked his cum back inside of you.

"You can cum again, can't you, pretty girl?" Wriothesley asked, tilting your head up for a sloppy, open mouthed kiss.

"Mhmm," You moaned into his mouth through the dizzying, pleasure fueled haze making your brain fuzzy. You promised to call him Your Grace again before you squirted again.

#genshin impact #genshin smut #fem!reader #genshin imagines #wriothesley #wriothesley smut #wriothesley x reader #wriothesley x you #wriothesley x y/n

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loveephia · 1 year

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kabedoning some of the HQ boys. (kenma, atsumu, osamu, sakusa, akaashi, bokuto, iwaizumi, suna, and ushijima.)

content: (🦷) tooth-rotting fluff, sorta crack, annoyingly charming akaashi, and just regular annoying atsumu, osamu feeds you a mochi, short komori appearance, cute petnames.

⚠ warning/s: none.

KENMA KOZUME

he's shocked and blushing he's so cute what

"y/n..?" he mumbles

silence

"..did you want to play?" he hands you his gameboy

no, you wanted a kiss.

because of this unfortunate situation, there's a small pout on your lips

kenma notices this and quickly gives you a peck (⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠*⁠)⁠

"you know, you could've just said you wanted a kiss." he states as-a-matter-of-factly

you knew that!!! you just wanted to have some fun lol

ATSUMU MIYA

he almost chokes on the air he inhaled too quickly from mere shock

it sadly takes him a millisecond to recover, though

aaand his flirty front is back

"what's this about, pretty? you got a crush on me or somethin'?" he says teasingly, twirling a stray piece of your hair

sidenote: you've been dating for almost a year now.

because of that smug little look on his face, your hand just, oh, so, happened to slip

but it landing across his cheek was definitely not on purpose!!

..lol

suna has this all recorded in HD quality

OSAMU MIYA

he's not fazed

at least he looks like he isn't

his heart is actually beating 250bpm

"open, honey." you quirk your brow at his sudden command, but you go and do as he says

then the boy shoves a small piece of strawberry mochi in your mouth.

darn it, and it's your favorite flavor, too..

(💢 __ __)。。。

once your arms are slowly lowered from the wall due to the pure delight of the mochi's taste, osamu pinches your puffed up cheeks

"yummy?" he asks. you nod, bringing up your pointer finger, asking for one more

he finds you so adorable 😔

SAKUSA KIYOOMI

i lubs sakusa kiyoomi 😔

he doesn't understand why people are getting so worked up over the silly kabedon trend in his school

until it happened to him, that is.

from the shock of it all: the loud slap against the wall, you pining him, and your serious (yet cute) face, he gets hiccups.

HICCUPS.

"what do *hic* you think you're doing..?"

YOUR HEART PHYSICALLY MELTS 😭😭

"nice kill, y/n!" komori's voice is faintly heard from behind you

you let the poor man go as he tries to calm himself down

AKAASHI KEIJI

he's the only one that's actually not fazed

sure, his face is kinda red, but like

"darling?" he says

MFMSFKDNFKANS DARLING??

"y- yes?" you stuttered. stay here while i prepare your grave.

he softly smiles at you before patting your head, "nothing."

now you're stomping away like an angry goblin, muttering about how annoyingly charming your boyfriend is

once you're out of sight, he covers his warm face with a palm

"what are you doing to me, y/n..?" he feels his heart beating against his ribcage

BOKUTO KŌTARŌ

he sees you approaching rapidly and thinks literally nothing of it

that's how much he trusts you 😔

"hey, little owl—! woah there!" he was interrupted by the sudden pin against the wall

he looks left and right

up and down

"were you being chased by someone?" he asks, dumbfounded

you have no words to say from his.. assessment.

so you just kiss him on the cheek with a sweet "mwuah!" sound, and walk away

he was confused, but hey, he got a free kiss from you!!

IWAIZUMI HAJIME

he's familiar with shōjo mangas because oikawa's fans always talk about them

so he knows this kind of scene you're playing.

before you get the chance to pin him, he beats you to it

AND HE'S TOO STRONG FOR YOU TO EVEN RETALIATEJDKSNDKN

"hey." he greets

HIS LITTLE SMIRK. PUNCH HIM. PUNCH HIM I SAY!!!!!

"..hi." you greet back with a shy smile

"how was your day, princess?" he asks

"it was great! i actually got a few leftover treats from the cooking club." you replied

you both kinda just conversed normally, soon forgetting about the position you were in

only did you remember when oikawa walked into the classroom 😭

SUNA RINTARŌ

like iwaizumi, he beats you to it

BOOO CORNY UNORIGINAL TOMATO TOMATO

he doesn't say anything though

he just.. stares at you

but he does take a mental note of how pretty your eyes are

after a minute of silence, his arms drop to hug your waist as he rests his head in the crook of your shoulder

"that was cute." he says, chuckling a bit

how's he gonna say the most heart-racing things with the lamest bangs ever >:(

you weakly punch his side in reply as he scoffs

USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI

the stoic of stoicest

that's not even a word but ygwim

you pin him against the wall, and he stands there idly

he never really knew the concept behind kabedons

"hm? do you need something, y/n?" he asks in a gentle tone

"you." you reply, "just you."

"alright." he hugs you

just when you thought you had no effect on him, his ears turn red from the corner of your eye, and you can hear his heart pounding loudly in his chest RAAAHHGHHFFHH

you smile warmly in content

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slashersteve · 1 year

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Dream Girl

pairing: Walter “Keys” Mckey/Female Reader

summary: Keys helps you pass a seemingly impossible boss battle in a video game you’ve been playing.

warnings/extra tags: cursing, a kiss kiss, probably ooc keys? I tried 😔, poor hacking things i got very vague but for this imagine just trust me bro, beta read, edited by me so if i missed anything pls ignore :')

note: Consider this my debut to writing Keys and who knows…maybe I’ll write more of him 👀 also yall this has been in my drafts for decades and today i was like?? it's bri's birthday, so i should post this right??? happy birthday @userdjo !! Thank you for reading and enjoy ♥️

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“I'm not doing it.”

"Why not?”

“Uh, because it's too risky?”

“Seriously? Too risky? Do you hear yourself right now?”

Keys was standing across from you, leaning on the kitchen counter holding a cup of coffee that he had only taken a single sip of seeing as the moment you heard the coffee maker come to life you stalked out of your own office to try to convince him to do what you wanted him to do all morning.

“Keys!” You were exasperated when he didn’t reply to your rhetorical question.

He just wanted to spend a bit of time during his break to look at something that wasn’t a screen of codes he could read like the morning paper. He wanted to talk to you in this kitchen like you always did throughout the day and unfortunately your conversations had to be this.

“We could get into a lot of trouble, I could get into a lot of trouble,” Keys told you firmly, to which you scoffed and crossed your arms, “I’m serious.”

“Only if you get caught, which I know you won’t,” you replied, before huffing and adding, “Where did this goody two shoes attitude come from? You literally took down an entire gaming company by causing trouble with Millie.”

Keys sighed, turning away from you as he set his mug down and brought one hand to his face to remove his glasses just so he could properly pinch his nose. That was different, and you knew it, but still wanted to try and guilt him into helping you.

“And you can’t do it yourself?” He asked, fully knowing that you couldn’t because you wouldn’t be asking him otherwise. If you could you wouldn’t be bugging him so much, pushing him to do what you wanted.

“I’d get caught, we both know it. Nobody can do it but you- Millie probably, but she’s not here,” you explained, “Come on, please? If you do it I’ll do every coffee run for the rest of the month.”

You were trying to bargain now, which amused Keys as he wiped the lens of his glasses before sliding them back over his eyes.

“Yeah me hacking into a game of another company is definitely worth you doing coffee runs,” he said sarcastically, resting his eyes back on you. You shrugged weakly and shot him a sort of sheepish smile, not caring that he was obviously irritated with you.

“I think it is- unless anything else is up for grabs? Anything you know…you would like?”

You wiggled your eyebrows at him, and he felt his chest tighten slightly, unsure exactly what you were getting at and suddenly being afraid that you did know. The sight of his expression had you smirking before you said, “She is my best friend- like yours- but girls mostly listen to each other…I could potentially lead her in your direction. You know…get that date you’ve always wanted lover boy.”

Keys blinked, understanding after a moment or two that you were talking about Millie and the hopeless crush he had on her, something he had confessed to you a while ago. Just that, nothing else…thank god.

“Don’t-“ Keys laughed awkwardly, “Don’t. I actually don’t like her like that anymore.”

You gave him a look, and he felt his cheeks heat up, embarrassed by the mention of his old crush on her. Not because he was embarrassed of being in love with Millie once, but because he had thought you had known something else now, that had nothing to do with Millie but with the woman standing in this kitchen with him.

“Oh…when did that happen?” You questioned him, not believing a single word that just came out of his mouth. Truth be told, long before he confided in you his crush, you had been aware of it. How could you not be? It was the way he looked at her, brown eyes longing and yearning. He had it bad for her, for years, so it was hard to believe he’d moved on, that he’d fallen out of love.

“A while ago, actually, just sort of happened one day,” he replied awkwardly, eyes flashing to his watch. He had a few minutes left before he had to go back in there and start coding again. You both worked from home, made up your own hours and he liked to keep a more timely schedule than you did.

“Huh,” you said, still curious as to how that happened at all, but knowing he was going to be escaping back to his office/room was enough to make you set it aside and continue your prior conversation bargain.

“Anything else then? I’m really desperate here Keys, I wouldn’t be asking you to do this if I wasn’t, you know this,” you continued, watching as he picked up his basically untouched coffee and pushed himself off the counter, ready to return to his coding.

“The coffee runs do sound nice, but like I said, not worth it,” he told you again, this time a bit more firmly and now it was you getting frustrated with him as you followed closely after him through the living room.

“Oh come on! I can do it for longer? The rest of the year- Keys!” You grabbed his arm, the one that wasn’t holding a coffee thankfully as it definitely might’ve spilled, “I’m begging you, do you want me to get down on my knees and beg to show you how serious I am?”

He cheeks suddenly became flushed as you started to descent to your knees and he had to catch you to keep you from doing that. The last thing he needed was to know how you looked when you’re on your knees in front of him. The last thing.

“No! You don’t have to-“ he said a bit too frantically. You stared at him, confused by his sudden behavior (even noticing his suddenly very pink cheeks and wide eyes underneath his glasses). Keys blinked rapidly for a moment, before he turned his head and cursed, “Alright alright, it may take a day or so- we need to make sure our schedules are clear- which means you gotta do work.”

He gave you a pointed look, knowing your tendency to move away from your work computer to what you called your fun gaming one whenever you felt like it.

“Oh yeah of course!” you replied like you did work all the time, “If that’s what it takes then hell yeah, I’ll do whatever you want me to do.”

You didn’t say it like a joke, which made him swallow thickly at your words and push down some thoughts he’d been having about you lately. Some romantic, some not so romantic and more in the carnal sense. Both equally terrified him and made him feel a sense of guilt.

It didn’t help that your favorite lounge at home outfit was a sports bra and biker shorts you usually paired with a zip-up hoodie that you never zipped up. It was mostly that pretty silver chain necklace you wore all the time and how it would fall underneath the fabric of your bra, making his eyes and thoughts wander to forbidden places.

Something he was doing right fucking now. It was almost like getting caught in a spell of some sort, which embarrassed him greatly.

You were too distracted by the fact that he technically agreed to helping you out to notice his eyes resting on your chest area, “I can’t believe you’re going to do this for me- okay- okay you get back to work and we’ll meet up tonight?”

You were giddy, almost bouncing in your spot and Keys suddenly snapped out of his trance caused by you, and he quickly forced his eyes to meet yours, realizing you’d just been speaking and that he wasn’t listening.

“Uh- yeah- yeah totally,” he told you in an attempt to not sound like a creep. You didn’t notice though, you didn’t notice a lot of things actually, and you merely flashed him an excited grin before you turned and jogged back into your own room, for the first time being excited to do some work and actually complete it.

Keys just stood there long after you had slammed your door shut, long after you probably sat at your computer and started replying to messages or reworking some mods like you were supposed to.

He felt like an idiot. A fool. Yet another hopeless fool who developed feelings for somebody he was close to, somebody in the same friend group.

He hadn’t intended for it to happen. It had always been Millie, not that anything was wrong with you of course, he just had some odd attachment to her because for a long time he considered her to be his dream girl, but after a long hard look at himself and their friendship he knew that’s all she would ever be.

And he was okay with that…eventually. Eventually his heart stopped fluttering in his chest when their eyes would meet, eventually his mind was no longer foggy and warm when they spoke. Eventually, he felt nothing but a platonic love that would always be there to stay.

With you, he wasn’t anticipating feelings like that to come up. It honestly came out of no where one day. Millie and Mouser had left, and you decided to stick around a little longer.

Keys wasn’t used to being alone with you, as at the time you were closer to Millie only and you two were like a package deal. So when you said you’d stay, Keys suggested you two play a game of your choice as an ice breaker. You chose this shooter game, 1v1, or on a team together online. That would be his choice and he decided to go with 1v1, not wanting to deal with teammates he didn’t know as he wasn’t up for a headache or trash talking from strangers or kids who aren’t being monitored by their parents and cursing like sailors.

He didn’t catch the wicked look in your eyes when he chose that one.

Keys learned very quickly how much you liked shooter games, even ones at the arcades. Your aim was impeccable and your sportsmanship was completely out of the window. You quipped back and forth like old friends, teasing him when he’d lose, cursing him when you lost, which wasn’t as often as Keys would’ve liked.

It was fun, very fun, and you ended up spending the entire night with him, playing your favorite games, and his favorite ones. Then, you just talked and got to know each other better.

Keys had liked you before that, and it was after that he started to like you more. And when you and him moved into together- things changed. They changed a lot.

He really liked you, but like with Millie, he was probably forever going to keep it to himself because how could you ever like him in return? He was your friend, and you knew he had been hopelessly in love with your best friend- he couldn’t see that working out. Not one bit, even if it broke his heart knowing that it wouldn’t.

Like Millie was, you were just another dream girl, and like her again, he eventually learn to be okay with that. It’s what was keeping him going, honestly, but he knew it would take longer as you were around him constantly. Eventually, he told himself as he took a sip of his now cold coffee, eventually.

✦ ✦ ✦

Keys had gone to bed the minute he finished up.

He washed his face, taken off his shirt and put on his pajama pants, took off his glasses, and laid spread on his bed under the covers on his stomach. One side of his face was nuzzled into his pillow, heavy eyes shutting on their own accord, mind ready to be overcome by well deserved sleep.

Just as he felt sleep wash over him, something had weighed down the mattress from his left side. Well, not something, more like somebody had.

He opened one eye to see you on his bed, and he quickly sat up, moving away from you as he asked what the heck you were doing in his bed like this. You were taken back by his reaction, but then raised a brow before saying, “We agreed to meet up tonight, remember?”

Keys just stared at you, blinking wildly as he tried to remember if that was true. You shifted in your spot, spreading your thighs a little more so you could actually sit on his bed. He let his eyes move down for only a split second, though his vision was blurry, before forcing them back up at you.

“I seriously don’t remember, just-“

“God relax,” you suddenly said, a smile starting to grow on your lips, “You’re so nervous by a girl being in your bed.”

You were teasing him again, and he coughed into his hand before he shook his head and said in an attempt to change the subject, “I told you it might take all day, we can’t start tonight we’ll be up for hours.”

You frowned now, “Then why’d you agree tonight? You said ‘yeah totally’ I remember.” You pointed at him, and Keys suddenly recalled that he did say that to you- he had just been distracted that he didn’t know what he was agreeing to.

He cursed under his breath, knowing that you weren’t going to go away at all, but thinking he should keep his word as well, especially when you titled your head and gave him what could only be described as puppy dog eyes. You even fluttered your lashes and stuck out your bottom lip.

“Fine, get everything set up-“

“Already done,” you replied, already moving to stand, and you gestured him to follow you as you took long strides out the door. Keys could only grab his glasses, forgoing a shirt, so he could keep up with you.

Everything was set up, the game, the laptop with the games codes there- he was sure you made sure IP addresses couldn’t be tracked as the last thing your guys new gaming company needed was a scandal that involved one of the key founding members hacking into a game made by a separate company. Why on earth did you want to do this? It was insanely risky.

You moved to sit on a stool you had brought in from the kitchen, leaving your vibrant teal gaming chair to Keys. He sat in it, eyes glossing over the game and he asked you for clarification what it was you wanted him to do exactly.

“I’m having trouble with the items- okay so every time you buy one the price goes up and it goes insanely high- insanely that it makes it impossible to buy more,” you explained, “So I need you to either keep the prices from going up, or to give me infinite items or coins. That one sounds great.”

Keys ran his hand through his hair and laughed at your request, and said teasingly, “You know you can just earn all those coins by being a better player.”

He felt your hand lightly smack his shoulder, “I’ve been on this for weeks, Keys, and I’m desperate. This boss is kicking my ass and I’d like an infinite amount of healing potions.”

Rather than going to the coding, he actually moved to the game instead, starting it up and waving you off when you asked him what he was doing.

“I just want to see which boss is kicking your ass so much that you want to cheat,” he told you, and you started to protest, knowing that this was one the games he actually introduced you to and would definitely tease you when he found out which one it was.

Keys promptly ignored you as he loaded up to your last mission, and as his eyes danced around the screen, taking in the familiar surroundings and music even, he started to laugh and shake his head- doing exactly what you were afraid of.

“Alright yeah laugh it up-“

“No, no I actually don’t blame you,” he said with another shake of his head before he pushed his hair out his face, “I think I stopped playing for a while because of this fight. Have you gotten asked to play easy mode yet?”

He was looking at you now, and you moaned in distress before nodding. Keys laughed, remembering how this particular boss battle had humbled him and other players who thought they were god at video games greatly. He leaned back in his chair, clasping his hands together and resting them over his chest.

“It’s a bad idea,” he told you again, this time more firmly, “Also I’m sorry- I’m not going to let you cheat. We’re beating this guy here and now.”

He was turning away from you to look back at the screen, and you groaned.

“Keys there’s no way- no fucking way we’re going to beat him- you said even you had trouble,” you tried, “Just let me go the cheating route.”

You grabbed the laptop, but Keys had taken it from you swiftly, shutting it and setting aside as you grumbled at him.

“No you’re going to beat this guy fair and square, we just need to replay missions, get every objective checked off…” he trailed off as he started moving the character away from the boss battle zone. You just sat beside him, dreading the idea of having to go back to do all that.

“Keys…” you moaned in complete despair, “That’ll take too long.”

“It won’t, I’ll help you,” he replied back, and dropped your head on his shoulder while he grinned, amused by your reluctance to replay any of this.

“Fine, fine, we’ll take turns,” you said, lifting your head up so you can look at the screen. Keys agreed to these terms.

A few hours had passed, you and Keys switching off who plays and who watches- and Keys was a much better player than you were at this particular game, getting through past battles you also had trouble with and barely passed with ease, slicing through the bosses like butter, and going on his merry way. You were almost embarrassed honestly whenever it was your turn, but he sat beside you on that stool, and just helped you.

Normally, whenever you played together or watched the other play a single player game (a sort of ritual you two had every other night when you were both available) you’d go hard on each other for every little mistake.

“Uh triangle is the top button Keys? Need to study the controls a little longer there big guy?”

“Haha- if you’re just going to be so critical the door's over there…”

All would end with a laugh and you leaning back on his bed as you continued to watch him, teasing him within the next few minutes.

Right now though, he’d still occasionally tease here and there, but it wasn’t condescending or serious enough to irritate you. You actually liked it, liked him sitting next to you, leaned in slightly so he was closer to you and the screen, telling you directly in your ear what to do, when to trigger your characters power, what weapons you should go with- you liked him being so close, and especially liked it when you did good and he praises you.

It really urged you to play well, wanting to hear those words again.

Then, you got to the boss you’ve been having so much trouble with you wanted to cheat your way into beating him. By now it was past midnight, closer to 1 in the morning, and you have both been at it for at least another hour or so- switching spots again and again as you did your best to fuck the boss up. He was the only one who got closest and you at least got farther than you normally would…more than half of his life had been down before you were taken out.

“Yup- I’m dead,” Keys said with a sigh. He leaned back, pressing the back of his head on the gaming chair and you grumbled, knowing you were next to try.

“Don’t even move,” you said in a gruff voice as you moved from the stool and sat onto his lap. Keys eyes widened when he felt you there, hands moving to grasp your hips almost instinctively but quickly dropping them as if it was a crime to hold you.

“What are you-“

“I’m going to die real quick, so you moving would be a waste,” you said, shifting slightly before you restarted the mission. Keys just say there staring at the back of your head, trying to fight the heat that was overcoming him.

You weren’t putting your weight fully down on him, your own feet touching the floor and holding yourself upright as you clicked away at the keyboard, too concentrated on the game to notice Keys having a slight panic attack underneath you or how tense suddenly became.

Curse words were slipping through your lips toward the game, and you shifted in your spot again, making him hold onto you once more, deciding to look over your shoulder now and focus on the game and not how you felt on his lap.

You were doing pretty well, actually, dodging with precision, getting well aimed hits on the boss. Your characters power bar was growing drastically, and when the bar was full you managed to trigger it at the perfect time.

“You know, for somebody’s who not even trying you’re doing pretty damn good,” Keys mumbled, leaning forward so his head was over your shoulder. Focusing on the game had been successful in distracting him from your current position.

You merely hummed in response, acknowledging his compliment, and the villain’s health bar was so low- it was in the red and Keys said, “Holy shit! You almost got him!”

He held his breath, and also you, as he watched you dodge some his quickest attacks that you struggled with before triggering your character's power again and putting the boss to sleep with one final blow and a final scream.

You just stared at the screen, in pure disbelief, and perhaps a dash of denial that you’d finally beaten this fucker who had been haunting you for weeks now, taunting you every time you looked at your computer screen. You did it, you beat him - or did you?

"Did...did I actually beat him? Or did I fall asleep watching you play and this is a fever dream? Please tell me this is fucking real-"

“It's real! You kicked his ass!” Keys was practically hugging you from behind and you threw your hands up and shouted with excitement, the smile on your lips wide as you really took in that you finally beat him.

"See! You didn't need to cheat," Keys told you from behind, making you laugh and move to stand, making Keys let you go as you did. He stood up too, and you were turned around to hug him tightly, which seemed to have taken him off guard.

Keys settled into your tight embrace, returning it by wrapping his arms tightly around you before you tilted your head up at him with a wide grin on your lips.

He looked down at you, “He wasn’t worth hacking into a game, right?”

"I mean if we cheated it wouldn't be almost...2 in the morning right now," you joked, making him laugh, his lips pulling into a sweet smile as his brown eyes held your gaze, "But...no you're right...totally not worth that."

He nodded, happy that you agreed with him.

"Thank you, Keys, I mean it...just thank you, I know it's just a video game but you know...this stuff is basically our life, so just...thanks," you told him truthfully.

Keys sucked in a tight breath before he nodded, "You're welcome, anything for you honestly...except you know...hacking into a beatable game."

He made you laugh, again, and because he was pretty sleepy right now with the adrenaline rushing off, he couldn't really hide the way he was looking at your lips.

There was little light in the room, with only your bedside lamp and the light emitting from your computer screen behind you. It reflected back at you slightly, courtesy of those cute glasses Keys wore, but you could see his eyes weren't on yours.

You honestly don't know what compelled you, the adrenaline that still coursed through your veins from the win, or maybe the fact that you were still holding each other like a separated couple reunited- you couldn't really pinpoint it, but you were starting to lean forward as if you were going to kiss him...well...you were going to kiss him.

Until he was leaning away, causing you snap out of it. Your eyes widened as they snapped upward to rest back on his. He looked so very confused and your felt your cheeks heat up immediately with embarrassment, feeling like an idiot that you just about almost stole a kiss from him without asking.

“What...what was that?” Keys asked you, attempting to keep his voice as steady as possible as he felt his heart start to race and his stomach between to twist and turn with nerves.

You were pulling away then, saying in an exasperated tone, “Nothing- sorry- I think I just got too caught up in the moment.”

You were trying to laugh it off, make it seem like it wasn’t a big deal what you were about to do and you stumbled backwards, wanting to shut the game off for the night and lay under your covers in your own embarrassment.

Keys just watched you, piecing together exactly what you were close to doing- how close you had leaned in, how your eyes had looked- were those what they call kiss me eyes?

His heart nearly swelled in his chest and he grasped your arm gently, making you turn to meet him with a curious expression and he asked, “Were you about to…kiss me?”

Your expression turned horrified.

“What? No,” you said, panic rising in your voice before you cleared your throat and continued to say, “I wasn’t- no- did it…did it look like it? Because I wasn’t...”

He blinked a few times, knowing that you were lying. He knows what he saw, and he knows you and your tells, the way you refused to keep eye contact, and would press your lips together as if conflicted. You were lying, and you were embarrassed. He didn’t like that you were.

"Well! Anyway! Thanks for helping me, I really appreciate it and uh- we should totally do this again. Well we probably will but-"

“No wait I wasn't finished," Keys said, making you pause and look up again to meet his gaze. He looked serious now, less shocked and more...determined. You didn't know what to say or do, just standing there and waiting for him to finish.

"Just..if you were trying to kiss me…I’d be totally okay with it,” he said, his voice a little softer. Your eyes widened softly at this statement.

"Really?" you asked, and he swiped his tongue across his bottom lip before he nodded.

Things had suddenly grew tenser, the room quieter and darker, more intimate. You hadn't ever expected to be in a situation like this with Keys, sure you sometimes thought about Keys romantically, but you quickly stopped those because you had always known Keys was in love with Millie.

He was cute, he always had been, you had thought so since you first met him. He was funny...smart, the best video game partner, and roommate, coworker...friend, it always struck you as odd that Millie never saw him the same way he saw her.

And here he was, looking at you how he looked at her, except it felt like something even more and he was basically asking you to kiss him. And you wanted to, you wanted to so bad suddenly, but conflict raised in you because of the fact you thought it was always Millie he loved, wondering in these split seconds if he was suddenly into you because he couldn't have her.

He must've seen this, your hesitation, and he swallowed thickly before starting to speak, "I've actually...liked you for a long time now, you asked me when I lost feelings for Millie and...I think- now I know...it was when I met you because...yeah...it's you."

He trailed off awkwardly, and you watched as his cheeks dusted pink and his eyes shifted away from you. You couldn't really believe what he had just said, but when he finally got the courage back to look at you...you knew he was telling you the truth.

And you were leaning in, tilting your head upwards so that you could press your lips gently against his. You practically felt his breath get taken away as your lips touched his, just before he returned your gentle, almost shy kiss.

You both leaned away at the same time, your heart pounding in your chest and your eyes fluttering open as your eyes met. A small smile had returned to his lips, and suddenly you felt his hand in your hair as he grew more confident and you both leaned in to kiss a second time, this time the kiss was longer, your lips melding together tenderly as you titled your head to deepen it.

Then, things went further...because of you mostly. Your hands planted against his bare chest as you made him walk backwards, your lips never leaving each others and he was on your bed with you settling into his lap, straddling him.

Keys looked up at you through his lashes, his hands placed onto your waist, in almost the same way they were placed moments before when you on his lap playing and defeating the boss. His body felt so warm against yours, and you were sure your body was just as warm against his.

You moved your own hands to his hair, and said, "Do you want to keep playing, Keys? Or do you wanna keep doing this?"

He seemed taken back by your suggestion, but laughed breathlessly as he said, "Yeah...yeah let's keep doing this."

#ngl this was inspired by the feeling i got when i couldn't beat the first boss in devil may cry #didn't have a cute boy to beat it for me #just my sister LMAO #keys x reader #walter keys mckey x reader #keys imagine #walter keys mckey imagine #walter keys mckey #free guy #free guy imagine #joe keery

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hanniedream · 14 days

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Thoughts on bff Seungkwan who has a crush on you, and one day you were both laughing hard about something, but he was so enchanted by your smile that he spills "I love you" 🥺🥺😔

I love him so much :( he's such a cutie 💓

besties to lovers my beloved <3 i kind of tweaked it a little, hope that's okay! 🫶🏻

there's no mistaking it, seungkwan's in love with you — deeply and hopelessly so. he's known his feelings for a while now but you don't and he doesn't know how he should go about letting you know or if he should even risk changing the trajectory of your current relationship and potentially losing you in the process. maybe it's better to stay as your best friend for the rest of his life.

you and seungkwan lay on his bed, a giant bowl of popcorn separating the two of you and his laptop that's playing a newly released comedy film rests on your legs.

the bowl nearly tips over when you reach for some popcorn without taking your eyes off the screen and seungkwan turns his head when he hears you laughing and he's confused because it's not a funny scene.

"what are you laughing at?"

"i nearly spilled the bowl of popcorn," you toss a couple more into your mouth and start to chew as you speak. "i was imagining how you'd strangle me to death if i spilled them all over your bed and dirtied your sheets."

at the thought, you start to laugh again but seungkwan could not care less about the hypothetical spillage. all he can seem to focus on is how hypnotising your smile looks right now and how beautiful your laugh sounds, they've always been mesmerizing but something feels different tonight. it's like he can't look anywhere else but at you — almost like he's been enchanted.

"why are you staring at me like that?"

before he can even think of saying his usual "you look funny" response he'd use whenever he gets caught staring at you for too long, an "i love you" slips out instead.

you're taken aback, it's clear from the way your eyes widen and your mouth falls open in shock, but so is he. that's not how it was supposed to happen.

"aww, i love you too seungkwan." you coo at him as you pinch his cheek. your lips quirk up in a smile and your eyes turn into two beautiful crescents.

seungkwan tsks at you softly then moves the bowl of popcorn to his nightstand so he can sit up straight.

"no, you don't get it." he grabs both of your hands in his and shifts closer to you, "i. love. you." he locks his eyes with yours intently, making sure you can see that he's serious as he emphasises each word carefully. "not just as a friend, but more than that."

"i know, seungkwan." you lean forward so your noses are almost touching, "that's what i meant too."

seungkwan doesn't say anything else, he tilts his face to capture your soft lips in his. he pulls back and the two of you just stare at each other for a while, wondering if this is really, actually happening.

"i love you." he tells you again, punctuating each word with a peck to your lips.

#seventeen fic #svt fic #seventeen fluff #svt fluff #seventeen drabbles #svt drabbles #seventeen scenarios #svt scenarios #seungkwan fic #seungkwan fluff #seungkwan drabbles #seungkwan scenarios #seventeen x you #seventeen x reader #svt x you #svt x reader #seungkwan x you #seungkwan x reader

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panjakes · 9 months

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Are requests open? Because the women's world cup is going on RN and as a soccer player, I need a Jake fic. Relating to soccer😔 if possible.

I like da way you think! I also know nothing of soccer(or fotball as my father would call it) so bare with me🤸🏽‍♂️

Jake laid(very comfortably) in your bed watching you run around like a chicken without its head.

“What are you looking for?” He asks

“My uniform, I lost it again” you mumbling dumping one of your many hampers

He peeps his head from under your cover spotting the dark green and white clothing. He points at it getting your attention

“Isn’t that your uniform?” He asks making you look over at the desk chair seeing it laid out. You sigh and groan making your way over to it shoving it into your backpack

“What would I do without you?” You ask in a joking tone

“Don’t know, but I think I deserve a thank you kiss” he says puckering his lips

You mean mug him causing him to gasp and his mouth to drop. You giggle before leaning down to peck his lips

“Not the kiss I wanted but it’ll do” he says smirking

“Yeah whatever, you better not be late for my game!” You says pinching at his cheeks

“Of course not?….what time does it start?” He asks

“6:00. Be there at 5!” You point at him

“I’m bringing the guys is that okay?” He asks

“Of course, now I gotta go! Love you bye!” You day rushing out the door leaving your boyfriend snuggled up in your bed sheets

He sighs face planting into one of your pillows. He missed you already

“Is all this really necessary?” Heeseung asks looking at himself and the rest of the boys

“Uh of course. We have to support Yn!” Jake says

“You didn’t think the jerseys were supportive enough?” Niki asks looking at Jake

“What? You don’t like everything?” Jake asks in confusion

“I mean it’s cute, really…but did we really need jersey’s, hats, socks, and cups?” Jay asks

“Uh yeah! We need everything! You guys sound like haters!” Jake says sipping from the plastic cup that had your teams name and your jersey number on it

“Your like…totally head over heels for Yn” sunghoon says

“Yeah it’s sickening” Sunoo jokes making everyone but Jake laugh

“Don’t be upset that I’m being a supportive boyfriend, she deserves this and if your going to come to her games you have to dress the part” Jake says taking his seat

“We’re not upset, we know you love your girl” jay say patting Jake on the back

Just the the crowed goes wild seeing players from both teams walk onto the field

“Ou ou ou! There she is there she is! There’s Yn!” Jake says grabbing Jungwon’s sleeve

“I can see her” jungwon says laughing at the boy’s excitement

“There’s Yn! Hi sweetheart!” Jake yells waving at you

Upon hearing his voice you turn around and wave at him just like he was waving at you. You blow him a kiss before jogging over to your coach. Jake gives a love struck sigh causing his band members to groan

“She is such a superstar like how could you not love her?!” Jake says

“Your whipped” jay says laughing

Jake ignores him and continues to watch you as your put your hair into a ponytail.

“Oh, she is gonna win this game” Jake says nodding

“And how can you be so sure?” Niki asks

“There isn’t a game where Yn has played and her team lost. Unless they take her out the game, they’re winning” Jake says smirking

“She’s that good?” Sunghoon asks

“Good? She’s excellent! She can do all types of tricks and she’s really fast. I doubt there’s anyone on that field who can outrun her and I’m not just saying that because she’s my girlfriend. The women knows how to play” Jake says making sunghoon nod

“So like…how do you even play?” Niki asks looking down at the field in confusion

“The object of the game is to move the ball up the pitch and beyond the goal line of your opponent's goal. A standard game lasts 90 minutes, split into two halves of 45 minutes. So Yn’s team is on the left side and the opposite team is on the right. If someone from the other team makes it into Yn’s team goal the get a point” Jake explains

“Ahhhh, sounds fun” Niki says now wanting to play

“It is, we play sometimes” Jake says

“Think she’d play with me?” Niki asks making Jake laugh

“Of course she will” Jake says making the younger boy smile

It was now down to the last few minutes of the game and your team was tied with the other. Jake had watch you go through every emotion and right now you were angry. You had to break this tie

You watched your opponents carefully before hitting them with a side tackle. You could hear the crowd and even your teammates cheer as you quickly tried to pass it to your teammate successfully.

Running with her towards the goal she gives it a quick tap with her foot. You quickly run and slide on the ground(not caring about how’d you get grass stains on your uniform)hitting the ball with your feet causing it to go into the goal.

You jump up from the ground cheering. Your teammates quickly run up too you grabbing you into a group hug.

“Yeah!! I told you she’d win!” Jake says noticing how they guys were just as happy and proud as the both of you

“Whew that game had me nervous!” Sunoo says clutching his chest

“I was scared” Niki says

Jake watch as you run over to the stains. He quickly leaves his seat and friends and goes to the bottom of the stands

“You did baby! I’m so proud of you!” Jake says holding his hand out for a high five

“Hell yeah! Ain’t no stopping me!” You say doing a little dance causing him to laugh

“They couldn’t stop you if they tried” Jake says smiling down at you

You stop your dancing and smirk at him

“Why’re you looking at me that?” You ask

“Just really proud of you, how about a meal and nice long bath” he says making your smirk turn into a smile

“Oh yeah I’m down!” You say

“Yn! Locker room! Now!” Your coach shouts

“Looks like I gotta go, see ya later!” You say running away

Jake just watched you run with a found smile until you turn around

“Oops almost forgot!” You say

Before he could ask what, you jump up pecking his lips before running off giggling like a little school girl.

He shakes his head at your goofiness before turning around to his friends who saw the whole interaction

“You guys are so cute” Heeseung says poking jakes cheek

“Stop it” Jake mumbles

“No really, your blushing” jay says slinging his arm around the blonde

“Am not!” Jake says

“Are too! That girls got you wrapped around her finger!” Jay says as the group starts to walk to the car

“So what?!” Jake says back sticking out his tongue

He loved supporting his girlfriend while she did her favorite thing.

#ambw fic #black reader #ambw #black girls are beautiful #black reader insert #kpop #kpop poc #kpop imagines #x black reader #x black!reader #enhypen x y/n #enhypenxblackreader

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chuuyrr · 2 years

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LOL, I got an angsty idea! (i listen to only love can hurt like this-Paloma Faith 😔 and I got the angsty idea)

It was one of those days where gojo was stressed and being a child whose learning about the world, didn't understand this, having enough of his child trying to get his attention he yelled at her, and that bottled anger and stress caused him to erupt at his daughter

Baby scarlet tried her best to not look in her father's eyes afraid she'll cry while he was yelling at her that 'he never wanted her, she should just leave! he never wanted more burdens in his life.' as he finished he slammed the door and left. if he felt that way then she should just go and leave.

As she finished packing her things and left in the middle of the night to who knows where

It was morning and gojo remembered the horrible things he said to his precious kikufuku, he came to check on how she was doing and apologize but she wasn't in her bedroom... Some stuff was messing in his daughter's bedroom, then it suddenly hit him. Did baby scarlet take his words to heart? No... Gojo was in denial, he searched everywhere in the house but no trace of his daughter. Guilt ate him up, how could he say such things to her? He was determined to find her, he called Megumi and got an entire army of sorcerers just so he can tell baby Scarlet he didn't mean any of those things he said.

It was 3 in the morning toji got a knock on his door. He opens the door to find his daughter with bags in her hand, toji blinked so he can confirm he wasn't dreaming "hello Daddy!" baby scarlet ran to hug him "Hello princess what are you doing here so early baby?" he picked her up and hugged her tightly, "daddy? Can I stay with you please?" "Princess, you're always welcome" toji placed her down and pinch both of her cheeks with both hands "but where is gojo?"

I'm getting a little carried away😅 I thought it was a good idea at but I have no experience in writing or brainstorming like you❤ the beginning in gojos parts were kinda angsty and tojis parts are fluff idk

when gojo satoru "doesn't want" scarlet witch! baby fushiguro! reader anymore

jujutsu kaisen x reader

masterlist of the series

╰➤ CW(s): possible spoilers for jujutsu kaisen, major themes of angst (not for the soft-hearted) with light themes of fluff, mentions of scarlet witch's powers and parental stress

╰➤ PAIRING(s): platonic! jujutsu kaisen x reader (dad! gojo satoru & biological dad! fushiguro toji)

hello kie!! thank you so much for being patient and for requesting :) honestly, i think it's a really good angst, and by that i mean, and just seeing it before writing it out literally had tears in my eyes but i made it extra angsty-

emotions tends to get the best of us, don't they? at least, that's what your itadori yuuji-nii told you when your older brother megumi said he didn't want you. although you'd still like to believe in and hang onto that, you just couldn't in this situation. right now what your adoptive dad, gojo satoru, was displaying and saying doesn't seem to be unintentional at all.

you just wanted his attention and being a child who knows too little about the world, you didn't really understood gojo's stress—how being a teacher, a jujutsu sorcerer and a parent to you who's literally a being of chaos that's almost the equivalent of a god due to your abilities, at the same time was a handful.

it hadn't been easy for gojo satoru.

you looked up at him, your chest heaving up and down, almost hyperventilating from the horrible lump on your throat and the churning in your stomach. you could feel tears threatening to spill from your eyes as his screams filled your ears, but you remained strong, trying to hold it in.

"those aren't just papers! those are important documents!" gojo yelled, rubbing his face harshly before glaring at you, "goddamnit [name], why can't you just stop being annoying for once?! you're always such a handful!"

"i-i.. i was just.." your lips trembled as you tried to form words, but you failed miserably.

"those fucking elders and this damned system of the jujutsu world is already stressful, and i've got students to teach if i want to reset the jujutsu world!" gojo continued, not caring if his beloved child was already in tears and practically trembling from the way he raised his voice, "you know what? you wanna know something?"

when gojo approached you, you swallowed hard and took a step back as he bent down to your height to raise and angrily point a finger at you.

"i never wanted you! did you think i wanted you? you aren't even mine to begin with!" gojo spat bitterly, unveiled six eyes practically burning with a red haze of fury, "so, leave for all i care! i already have enough burden on me, and i don't need another one!"

with that, the limitless sorcerer stormed away, but not before slamming your bedroom door shut and leaving you alone.

"please don't cry.. please don't cry.. please don't.." as your lips trembled, you closed your eyes and curled up into a ball on the floor.

you rocked yourself in an attempt to calm yourself down, repeating your words like a mantra, but as soon as gojo was out of your right, it all came crashing down.

you couldn't keep it in any longer.

bitter and salty tears spilled from the brim of your eyes and rolled down your cheek as you sobbed, especially when you heard gojo's frustrated screams outside your room. you sobbed uncontrollably within the walls of your bedroom, letting out gibberish cries. you panicked as you blinked back tears and tried to even out your breathing. you could feel yourself losing control of your chaos magic.

"n-no, no, no.." when red psionics began to emanate from them due to your amplified emotions right now, you shook your head and waved your hands, "y-you can't come out!"

so, not only were you struggling to control your breathing and stop the tears from falling, but you were also struggling to keep your chaos magic at bay, as if controlling them while your emotions were heightened at the same time. you kept taking deep breaths with your eyes closed until you succeeded, at least for the time being.

after you had calmed down, you remembered gojo's words about how you were just a handful, how you could just go, and how you were a burden to him. those words he yelled at you rang in your ears and repeated inside your head.

he wasn't wrong was he?

gojo said it himself.

he's not your father.

you weren't his.

wiping the tears from your eyes and down your cheeks, you rose from your spot and dashed to your back to begin shoveling your essentials, which included stuffies and clothes.

if that's what gojo wants, you should really just go—to your real father, that is.

you took your bags with you and opened your window after packing your essentials. you live in a two-story house, and given your height, the jump would be relatively high for you, but you have no choice. you lacked the courage to open the door and see gojo outside. you took a deep breath and stood on the window sill one last time before taking the leap of faith.

you fled the house without saying anything and made a run for it as soon as you landed on the ground, your chaos magic lightly cushioning your fall. you then used your chaos magic to teleport once you were a good distance away from your house so gojo wouldn't notice the immense energy of your power.

using the connection you have with your biological father, you found him quickly. you've been to his house before, and despite his lack of cursed energy, the fact that he's your biological father made it simple. it was three a.m. when the ex-assassin heard your knocks at his door. you were standing in front of his house, clutching your bags, your eyes widening as you heard his familiar footsteps and low grumbles of "who could be knocking at my door at this fucking hour?"

when the door swung open, toji was about to give whoever was knocking an earful of reprimand when his gaze fell upon you, his late wife's beloved daughter. toji's eyes widened in surprise as you watched.

"[name]?" toji muttered as he blinked repeatedly to see if he was dreaming.

"hello daddy!" you chimed happily before dropping your bags and sprinting over to him, wrapping your tiny arms around his legs.

toji went to pick you up in his arms as he recovered from his shock. "hey, princess," he greeted you with a smile, managing a soft chuckle as he hugged you tightly, it's been a long time since he last saw you. "what are you doing here so early, baby?" he wasn't dreaming.

"daddy?" you began as you buried your face into his neck.

"yes, baby?" toji questioned, concerned about how quiet your voice had become, "what is it?"

"can i please stay with you?" you inquired, wrapping your tiny arms around his neck.

before placing you down and kneeling to your height, toji turned his head and kissed the top of your head, "princess you're always welcome to stay here with me."

he then cupped your cheeks in his much larger hands. "but where the hell is gojo?" toji raised a brow and looked around, trying to find the limitless sorcerer who looked after you.

"he's, um, back at home.." you muttered, looking down at your feet to avoid toji's gaze when they shifted back to you, "sleeping, i think.. yeah!"

"you came here all by yourself?" toji's eyes widened.

"i did! it's just that.. i mean.." you paused for a brief moment when you flit your eyes up to him.

you didn't want toji to be worried, and you knew he'd be upset when he found out what gojo had said. it might just lead to another fight between them, but this time it won't be about riko, but about you.

"i missed you!" you exclaimed, looking at toji with hopeful eyes, "and i wanna stay with you."

"alright princess. i hear you." toji sighed, shaking his head at you but with a smile.

how could he ever resist you?

gojo was still wide awake at home. the limitless sorcerer couldn't find a peace of mind. he felt remorse after yelling at you and slamming the door. as he tried to sleep, all he could do was toss and turn and stare at the ceiling. gojo did not mean anything he said to you. he was simply exhausted and burnt out to the bone.

gojo dragged himself out of bed with a heavy heart and turned to check the time. it was already morning, and he hadn't gotten any sleep. all he could think about was the tears streaming down your cheeks and the fear in your eyes last night. he must put things right. gojo came out of his room, walked down the corridor, and knocked on your door.

"kikufuku? you awake, baby?" gojo's voice was quiet when he spoke, "can we talk? please?"

silence.

"[name], i'm really sorry for everything. please come out and talk to your daddy," gojo tried knocking on your bedroom door again, but you still didn't respond, "i didn't mean any of those things i said to you. i'll make it up to you, i swear."

just silence again.

gojo took a deep breath before entering your bedroom, assuming you were upset that you weren't talking to him. he stepped inside, twisting the knob and pushing the door, only to find you gone. he was immediately panicked by the empty bedroom.

"[name]?! [name]!" gojo yelled your name as he dashed towards your bed, checking both under the covers and the bed itself.

gojo drew his blindfold down to his neck, allowing his eyes to scan everything, and that's when he realized some of your things, as well as some of your stuffies, had gone missing.

your wardrobe was left open, your leftover clothes a jumble, but what made his heart clench painfully was how you left the stuffies that gojo got you and only took the ones that yuuji, megumi, yuuta, and nanami got you.

most importantly, your window had been left wide open, which could only mean one thing;

you took his words to heart, and the tables turned right at that instant.

this time, it was gojo whose eyes were welling up with tears that threatened to spill. he could feel it running down his throat, along with the guilt and remorse that was sinking into his skin and painfully stabbing him, and it wasn't even enough to call it "death by a thousand cuts."

"no, this can't be.." he said to himself in denial.

gojo bolted out of your room, wiping his glossy aquamarine eyes, to look for you in the house, hoping you were still there.

"[name]! where are you?! please answer me!" gojo cried out once more, but you still weren't anywhere to be found.

gojo then took out his phone and dialed megumi, and then every jujutsu sorcerer he could think of in his desperate attempt to find you, be with you again, and sincerely apologize for saying so many things he didn't mean, but you?

all you could think about right now was how you finally felt at home and comfortable as you stayed with your father, snoring peacefully in his embrace after arriving at his house at three a.m.

your real father to be exact.

someone who actually wanted you, someone who regretted losing you in the past, and not someone who sees you as a burden.

bringing him back and returning to him was the right decision.

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montammil · 1 year

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Love this series ❤️ as a request: maybe Marshall going catatonic! Looks like this situation is getting too frightening for him 😔

Tysm!! I hope this is okay, feel free to request again!!

CW: Catatonic state, parental whumper, (kind of) forced feeding, food, slight infantilization

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It's been three days since Marshall said anything, let alone ate. Lawrence has been watching him for a couple of minutes now, standing outside his door. Marshall didn't turn around or meet his gaze, just continued lying in bed, curled up in a ball.

Gingerly, Lawrence opens the door all the way. He sees Marshall staring blankly at the ceiling. He's not even crying anymore, so he guesses that's a good sign, right? "Marshall?"

Still nothing.

Feeling anxious, he sits down beside the younger and slowly reaches over, holding onto the young man's trembling hand. "Kiddo, you've barely spoke for what, three days now? At least eat for me. I made your favorite!" His attemptingly coaxing words fall onto deaf ears, Marshall not reacting in any way.

Lawrence grows more concerned. "Do you want an apology? If so, I'm sorry. I only hurt you because you need to learn, sweetie. You can't just run off like that."

Jaw tensing, a single tear falls down Marshall's cheek. He wipes it quickly and lays back down in bed, ignoring Lawrence completely.

"You need to eat," Lawrence says more sternly. "I won't let you starve yourself like this any longer. Come on. Up."

Marshall doesn't move an inch. It's hard to tell if he really blocked Lawrence and his voice out, or if he's truly just ignoring him. His eyes have the blankest expression he ever seen from him. Usually they were filled with fear.

For once, he misses that fearful look. At least then, Marshall would eat and talk. Now he just lies there.

Lawrence picks him up. On the bright side, Marshall doesn't flinch or fight him. It's not improvement by any means, but at least that makes carrying him easier.

"Eat," Lawrence insists. He puts a plate of lemon basil shrimp pasta in front of him, which he recalls Marshall loving the last time he made it, more than anything else he cooked. He sits across from him and stares. "Please," he adds, almost desperately.

Marshall doesn't move. Still. He looks down at the food, not saying a word.

"Marshall." Lawrence grabs his hand, which is lying on the table. "Why are you acting like this? Are you still angry at me? Did you hit your head? Tell me something, please. Even if you're angry at me."

Pressing his fingers against the back of Marshall's hand, Lawrence waits for a reply, any kind of reply, but is still met with nothing.

"Okay," he sighs. "You aren't leaving this table until you eat everything on that plate, young man, do you understand me?" Nothing. Lawrence's eyes narrow. "I asked you a question, Marshall."

Marshall blinks, but that's the farthest reaction he's gotten all day.

Lawrence pinches the bridge of his nose and stands. He kneels down, grabs the spoon of food and hovers a hand underneath it in case some falls off. "Alright, open up, Marshy."

When he doesn't react, Lawrence pushes it against his lips and Marshall doesn't argue, he even swallows it. It starts to make Lawrence wonder if he really isn't ignoring him. Sure, he loves actually getting to take care of him, but knowing it's only because Marshall is going into some catatonic state… it makes him sad to know.

"Good boy," Lawrence mutters, patting his head when he eats everything from the spoon. He puts the dishes away in the sink, then looks back at him. He's still staring blankly. It keeps getting more and more worrying.

Lawrence tries to think of a solution, but his mind can't conjure up one. "Just snap out of it, Marshall, please. Whatever you want, I can get you. Do you want a pet? I don't mind getting a dog or cat, or-- or whatever you want! We… we could even take a vacation somewhere! Anywhere you want. Doesn't that sound nice?"

Marshall slowly looks up at him, but still doesn't say anything.

"Please…" Lawrence runs a stressed hand through his hair. He doesn't know how to win this, so he ends up just picking him up and carrying him to the couch. He gets a navy blue blanket from his room, then wraps it around him, pulling him tightly to his side. If Marshall won't react to anything, at least he can do this without the boy tensing or trying to pull away.

For at least ten minutes, the room is silent, Lawrence hoping Marshall will say something. He makes a mental note to call a doctor soon, one that he knows he can trust.

Worriedly, Lawrence kisses Marshall's forehead. "I love you, honey."

Marshall rocks back and forth, the first bit of movement he gave all day without being commanded to do so, but he's still out of it. "I love you," he repeats quietly.

Lawrence wishes he could be excited hearing those words for the first time, but he can tell by Marshall's demeanor that means nothing. He sighs shakily and tries to pretend Marshall meant that. He presses another kiss to his forehead and turns on the TV, turning it to a documentary about constellations and planets. He knows that interests Marshall, even if he doubts Marshall will pay attention to it.

Cradling him in his arms, Lawrence rubs his back gently as he continues looking at the TV.

He doesn't mind it all that much if it means they can end up like this… He can just pretend, even for a moment, that Marshall loves him just as much as he loves him.

#whump #parental whumper #lawrence oc #marshall oc #cold cold eyes #whump writing #tw catatonic state #tw catatonia #tw parental whumper #tw food #tw force feeding

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randomreadingtimewithtsuki · 1 year

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heyoo!! I just saw your work and it's cool! so if possible, can you make an angst shihouin chika fanfic where the SO dies fighting Quincy? oh my gosh I'm so in love with him 😔❤️✌🏻

Hello! Thank you for requesting!

I hope this is of your liking! Please let me know what you think!

TW: mention of death, body retaliation, violence and blood.

Tsuki's note: Hopefully I got him right? I know there is no right here since canonically all we know is that…. He is pretty. It 's all. Also, I based him on what I think he is like and on Yorichi.

Oh I got carried away. Very much carried away. Yeah. Sorry? I also gave him a sibling? Because yeah.

So please, give feedback?

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The past few days have been awfully chaotic and things were starting to look grim for both sides - Shinigami and Quincy.

But it didn't start like that. At first there were a few encounters here and there. A little bickering, that soon escalated to full on fights. Then, deaths were happening here and there, which led to the last few months.

Everyone was tense in Seireitei not only because of the fallen comrades and injured, but because of the threat received.

In a few days a war with the Quincy would begin. Here you were taking the most recent report to your captain - Shihoin Chika - about the last failed mission.

Despite being the vice captain and Chika's partner, you always knocked on the door before entering.

It was mostly to keep the order in unit 2, your relationship wasn't a secret or anything, but keeping up the hierarchy of the thing helped your fellow comrades to respect each other and not believe in favorites.

As you knocked on the door and identified yourself, you heard a very tired sigh and a come in. You entered the room to see Chika pinching the bridge of his nose, he already knew it wasn't good news.

You sighed and waved the papers in front of him. He gestured for you to read it.

By the time you were done, he was just staring at you in silence. You knew this silence meant a bit of grievance, but also anger and frustration.

Chika got up from his seat and walked towards you:

" Y/N… can you gather everyone? It would be best to give them a heads up now."

You nodded and asked:

" Are you ok?"

He had stopped very close to you, so close he had to look down to see your eyes:

" …. You? "

You had no answer for him. He smiled at you and patted your head:

" hang in there Y/N, this mess will be over soon"

With that, he left. You went on to do what you were asked to do. You gather unit 2 to deliver the news of the most recent failure. It was mostly to prepare everyone that a cremation ceremony would begin soon.

Even though your captain was mostly playful, somewhat annoying and a tad bit arrogant, he cared for the unit.

After the gathering was done, you left your comrades to grieve on their own. But the message of being careful was given, after all, the Quincy said in two more days a war would begin.

You and Chika left for your quarters as well. It was terribly quiet between the two of you. Soon enough, your act as vice captain and that tough air around you crumbled down and you began to sob.

You heard a sigh. You cowered a bit and soon enough you had arms around:

" hey, Y/N…. "

Was all he said. He soon started to pat your head gently with one arm while the other held you tight.

After a little a while you began to calm down and you could feel Chika trembling a bit. So you slowly and slightly got away from his embrace to caress his cheek.

He leaned into your touch and smiled. His stupid grin was always so charming, even now:

"Y/N, you should rest a bit. "

You smiled:

" So should you"

His grin grew a little wider as he leaned close to you:

" the one with puffy eyes is you"

You hit his chest playfully:

" you are horrible for saying that now, you know?"

His expression changed, his eyebrows were furrowed and stared at you for a short time before falling on his back while still holding you.

You let out a little squeak, finding yourself on top of him and trying to get up. He was holding you lightly:

"Can't have my vice captain and lovely partner sad, can I? "

You melted at his words and on top of him. He just giggled at you, but you could feel him tense.

On the next day the preparations for war started. Every unit getting ready into place, the walls being each guarded, the captains and vice captains going around shouting commands and checking the foot soldiers.

Suddenly all that movement came to a halt when you heard an explosion and a blue pillar rose in the sky.

So they were here a day earlier. You were with half of the unit and Chika was with the others in another area.

The area wasn't particularly big to cover, but there was distance between you. Which didn't matter, like I said before you were not a vice captain for nothing. You were strong.

Soon the battle began with the Quincy. They were too fast for a few soldiers so you tried your best to keep everyone alive and with high spirits. You could feel Chika's spiritual pressure, for sure he was kicking some ass.

The battle went on and so far, it was your upper hand. Until a general from the Quincy appeared.

It was a slender woman with long black hair. She decimated half of the unit that was with you.

Now, things got interesting! She was very strong with her sword and bow. You noticed most of your attacks didn't do much, she has some kind of rough skin.

So you summoned your bankai. Things got a bit easier from there, now you could hurt her enough to cut an arm out. But you both were pretty much equal in power and soon enough you were tired.

At the moment you summoned your bankai Chika grinned on his end. He knew you got this. He knew. But a bad feeling was looming around him.

As he took Quincy after Quincy this bad feeling only grew, and tried to ignore it. He accomplished it when a general came for him.

Although the Quincy was powerful enough to obliterate a lot of Shinigami, Chika had the upper hand. When his battle was almost over he felt your spiritual pressure get very very weak. He panicked.

You could never tell from his expression - a serious face, but quite emotionless. He finished off that general as fast as he could.

Suddenly the dreading realization he got quite a bit away from you made his neutral expression crumble.

He went through the battlefield lashing whoever got on his way. Now he was a captain, but he did get tired and hurt too.

Chika has several injuries, not only from the battle but also from the race to get to you. Slowly, your presence was fading more and more.

When he finally got to where you should be, he found only the traces of a battle - blood and bodies everywhere. He scanned the area after you.

Until, he pinpointed your zanpakuto. It was broken in half, but it was a hint of where you were right?

He soon found you. You were still breathing, but badly hurt - your left leg was gone and you had arrow marks on your shoulders and right chest.

Chika rushed to your side not sure if he should move you or not:

" Y/N! Y/N! Stay with me!"

You opened your eyes as much as you could. Breathing was so hard, you could hear a strange noise too every time you took a breath.

" Y/N! Stay with me! Hey! "

He was now holding your face. Your vision was so blurry you could barely see him, yet you smiled:

" Hey captain… how are things going?"

You heard a huff and a hand caressing your cheek:

" Stay quiet. Save your energy, but stay awake. Here with me"

You shook your head:

" you s… should be paying… attention. Don't… give your back to them"

His voice now was reduced to a whisper:

" there are no enemies here"

You still shook your head:

" not now… besides they… need you"

You tried looking in the direction of the noises you heard. Your husband was not interested on that:

" I am staying with you, so be quiet… please."

You grabbed one of his hands that were holding your face:

" Chika? I am sorry, I… I can't…"

You wanted to say you can't feel anything anymore, but at that moment you felt raindrops and a slightly trembled voice:

" Why are you apologizing? I am the one who should be. I left you…"

You noticed it wasn't rain. He was crying:

" I… am glad… you… trusted …me"

You really were. The trust he had on your skill gave you so much confidence, but more then just confidence it was like a very big i love you and i know you will be back.

Your words took a little giggle out of him. But your words were getting too far from each other. The terrifying feeling of seeing your life slipping through was overwhelming, he leaned his forehead on yours and whispered:

" Y/N? I really, really love you"

You smiled, but your vision was already black, his voice sounded like it was miles and miles away:

" m-...too"

He kissed your forehead as you took the last breath. Chika stared at your face that still had a smile on it. He wanted to scream, but instead he closed your eyes and carried your lifeless body to a corner:

" I will come for you later… I am so sorry, Y/N"

After that he went on a rampage. The battle as whole took a whole day, but it felt like an eternity to him.

When all Quincy were gone, when a but of order was recovered, it was time to for the ceremony to cremate the fallen.

On your turn, he silently apologized to you again. Swore to protect what you fought so hard to keep safe. Seeing your peaceful face going on a raging flame was painful - it was like losing a piece of him.

As years passed, Chika didn't change much, he was still playful, slightly annoying, but a tad bit less arrogant and a little glint on his eyes were gone.

When he started training his nephew and niece. Whenever they raised questions about why Chika had no successor, he would just ruffle their hair. He refused to answer that simple question.

He would answer things about you, he was proud he was once married to you! He so did talk about you.

That is how the successors of the Shihoin came to know about you. He didn't go easy on anyone that looked down on you or told him to move on.

The reason why he lashed out about " moving forward" was because if it wasn't you, no one would be.

It had to be you and you only, to stand by him side by side. It didn't matter what the clan thought or what they wanted and nothing could change Chika's mind.

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That's it!

I was going to write more, but I was reminded I have limits, my arm went numb. This could have been a novel?

Was it good? I have no idea.

But thanks for reading!

#bleach x reader #shihoin chika #shihoin chika x reader #tw: death #tw: violance #tw: mention of body multilation #tw: blood #is it the first x reader tag for him #if it is #i am honored and terribly shy #its hard to write for someone you know nothing about lol #i feel like he came out to be a bit... sem sal sem açúcar #how to say #no personality?#let me know!#shihouin chika #shihouin chika x reader

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babiesdreams · 1 year

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omg it’s been so long i’ve missed your work i wanted to request xiaojun smut where he buys the reader an expensive jewellery set, like emerald set!? for their anniversary & then when she goes to try it on he says i wanna see you in just the necklace nothing else HDHDJHSGAH then basically smUT SMUT PLSSS with nipple play? praise? and xiaojun as a soft dom?? - 🦋

Okay so it's been so long since I do these but I'm back so here we go. It's short 😔🤙

Emerald set +18 Xiao Dejun.

Everything was ready for your anniversary dinner. The expensive wine burns your throat as you swallow it. A drop gets out of your lips and drips down your chin. You clean it off with your fingers. You instantly blush as pervert thoughts cross your mind. "It's our anniversary, It's supposed to be romantic you think to yourself brushing off every perverted thought out of your mind.

The door sounds in the distance and you prepare yourself to act like this is your first glass of wine of the night. "Don't look" he says approaching you with tiny steps. "Close your eyes" he says and you can tell he's smiling by the sound of his voice.

He hands you a box with a ribbon on it and asks you to open your eyes. Immediately you know it's some kind of jewellery. You open the box slowly and your eyes focus on the light reflecting onto the emerald piece. You recognise it instantly but you let him explain it.

"It's Howl's necklace from your favourite film" you smile at him. "I'm sorry" you say with a sigh. "Why, what's wrong?" You look at him with sad eyes. "My gift for you isn't that good"

"where's it? Let me see it" you point at the badly wrapped gift. He runs to it and rips the wrapping as quick as he can. "Oh my god. You made me a sweater?" He asks in disbelief.

"I tried. I'm not good at knitting yet... I'm sorry" yoy try to explain shyly. He puts it on immediately. "I love it. It's so fluffy and comfortable and pretty... Like you" you laugh at his compliments.

"I love you" you say looking at him. "I love you too" he replies with a sweet voice. "I'll help you put your necklace on" he says walking towards you. "Did you have it custom made?" You ask still surprised by the accuracy.

"I did, it's almost the same, excelt for a detail" you raise a brow, curious. "What's it?" He turns the jewel around so you can see the inscription. It reads "My heart is yours"

"Xiaojun... It's so beautiful" you say with tears forming on your eyes. "A beautiful necklace for a beautiful girl" he says. "You're so cocky" you joke around.

"You know... When first saw the necklace I couldn't help but imagine how it would fit you" you smile at him "Did I meet your expectations?" The boy smirks. "Not really"

You pout at his words. "In my mind you didn't have ... Clothes" he says serving himself a glass of wine. "Oh well we can solve that" you say taking your dress off. The boy remains silent observing your body as your clothes keep flying across the room.

"Is this closer?" You say once you're completely naked. "It is, but there's something still missing" he whispers getting closer to you.

His right hand starts playing with your clit while his left hand pinches your nipples. Loud moans fill the room. " You're such a good girl" he says getting faster with his actions. "You always wait for me to let you cum right?" You nod, unable to form words and hold your orgasm at the same time.

He starts fingering you right away. "Cum now" he orders and you let go, feeling the wave of pleasure brush your body completely. "Good girl" he whispers.

You look down and notice how hard he is. "Let's go" you say walking towards your bedroom. He follows you until you're both laying on the bed.

"Now this is exactly what I pictured" he says caressing your cheek. "Well you have all night to make it even better"

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Gulps…, hellohi.. confession I’ve been daydreaming about angst recently and that cult leader Geto drabble u wrote only made me think about it even more… <///333 ignore that I’m a little bit obsessed with the mentally ill/traumatised reader + stsg trope but… can u really blame me ☹️ they would be so good and I think they would be the best comfort u could possible have :((

Ok but. more specifically reader with a rough childhood (a lil like sugu.. he def has some sort of daddy/mommy issues i will die on that hill) or some sort of abandonment/trust issues that has a habit of self sabotaging or intentionally distancing themselves. More specifically maybe grown up stsg where they’re a little more mature and have more of a grasp on how to help you better.. maybe reader has a nightmare or something, goes out for a smoke on the balcony etc etc.. sugu meets them out there n. They just have a good old fashioned talk like :( just being honest and vulnerable because it’s late and u just need a hug most of all :(( def ends with him carrying reader back to bed n playing with ur hair until you fall back asleep GODDDD KILL ME NOW ☹️☹️ moments of tenderness/vulnerability are my absolutely favourite thing in writing/shows/etc ESPECIALLY when it’s from characters that usually don’t display those sort of feelings because you just know it means there’s such a strong bond between them…. Can u hear my heart breaking

^^ either this one or reader with trust issues that’s a little cat-like personality wise (which I think fits so beautifully because stsg are the most wolf coded boys ever) who’s fully convinced they’re better off on their own, they don’t need friends or people to rely on. Until they meet stsg!!!!! Because suddenly there are two irritatingly charming losers following you around and worming their way into your heart and you just. Physically cannot bring yourself to deny them, even if it’s a little scary allowing people in. And god i think it would make them feel SO special once you started warming up to them. Allowing satoru to greet you with hugs or pinch ur cheeks… letting sugu baby you a little…… (distant screaming)

THIS HAS BEEN ANOTHER YAP SESSION BY ME ^_^ it’s literally so late at night rn I don’t know why these ideas always come to me just as I’m about to sleep ffs ☹️ N E WAYYYSSSS im looking forward to that satoru fic/drabble thing u were talking about :3 a mix of scared and excited ngl I feel like I gotta prepare myself incase it’s angsty….. but WHAT HAVE U BEEN UP TO?? It’s literally just been grey n windy where I am so I hope ur getting better weather where u are 😞😞 I HOPE U HAVE BEEN HAVING FUN N TAKING CARE OF YOURSELF!!

(Also irrelevant but I was just about to add a silly image to finish and I stumbled across this image of satoru and I’m laughing my ass of why is he so lanky?????? I could NOT be his friend I would just make fun of him for being built like a fucking STICKBUG 😭😭😭 LOOK AT THE RESEMBLANCE)

(Yes I made the second image myself what do you think of my artistic talent ^_^ ignore the flag)

HELLO HI MY DEAREST OLLIE i am gulping right with you ……… this made me so insane 😔😔

i’ve said it before n i’ll say it again . ariollie STAYS synced up i’m convinced we share a brain……. your scenarios always make me feel so ill (affectionate) and this scenario just means sm to me :((( they really would be the best!!! a reader like that would be treated so tenderly and with sm understanding…. especially since suguru and satoru had rough upbringings too!! (not canon for sugu maybe but i agree w you 100% ollie i literally can’t see his childhood being anything but messed up…. he def has both mommy and daddy issues i know my own kind 🙏🙏)

aaaaa just!!! yeah. reader isolating themselves when they feel down and overwhelmed and being taken care of so effortlessly… stsg just wouldn’t let you face your struggles alone. you’re a team!!! and yeah grown up stsg would for sure be the best at this. i think that as teens they won’t know exactly how to help/might be a little overwhelming….. but as adults they’re more mature and grounded and have a better understanding of your struggles and their own!!! goshhhhh the balcony scene 😔😔😔 ollie do you want my heart to shatter (also what if i told you that exact scenario has popped up in my head multiple times we’re so linked) suguru would just be so vulnerable and patient and caring :(((( our papa bear…. carries you to bed and lulls you to sleep. for sure makes you a warm cup of tea too… sighhh i need him i fear 💔💔

AND AND ANDDDD a catlike reader 😵‍💫😵‍💫 one of my personal favs. independent and a little distant….. used to being on their own……. very picky with who they allow close. it’s just PERFECT for stsg (WOLFCODED BOYS SO TRUEEE)… ollie the way you describe it all makes me feel ILLLL they really would feel so honoured 😭😭😭 cue satoru melting into a puddle when you finally wrap your arms around him….. suguru literally grinning like an idiot (he’s trying DESPERATELY not to but it’s impossible) when you shyly ask him for affection. yeahhhh their hearts would explode i think

ANOTHER BANGER YAP SESSION FROM OLLIEEE i look forward to them sm yknow!!! i can always trust you to have the tastiest stsg scenarios ready to go 🙏🙏🙏 i’m a lil late to this BUT i hope you had a cozy sleep my friend <3 AND WAHH i’m so glad you’re excited for bfb!satoru!!!! i’m gonna try to get it out by next weekend…… i promise not to make it angsty hehe it’s just a lil bittersweet!!! a tiny bit!!!! (depends on how you feel abt the unrequited love trope though 😭😭) IT’S GRAY N WINDY HERE TOO i’m hoping for more sunlight soon………. and i’m doing well hehe i’ve been playing a bunch of pj sekai + watching my favorite streamer play zero escape >:33 WHAT ABT UUU OLLIE what have you been up to?? good things i hope!!! pls remember to rest up and take care of yourself as well <333 it’s what stsg would’ve wanted!!!

(also PHDKDVDJDJYFU NOT THE SATORU SLANDER?????? 😭😭😭 LEAVE MY STICKBUG ALONE???????? i snorted so loud thank you for the free art it’s beautiful <333 i’m gna print it and hang it on my wall.)

#THE RAINBOW FLAG so true………#THANK YOU FOR STOPPING BY OLLIE I LOVE YOUUU here is some coffee n a treat for you 🍩☕️ <333 #stsg and their little kitty cat reader….. they would be so smitten 😔😔😔#no but i think stsg would jsut be the bestest partners Ever for a reader w childhood trauma #all three of you have had rough childhoods in different ways and i just think that makes taking care of each other sm easier!!#it’s easy to think that suguru would be the mature one but i think ppl often forget just how mature satoru is as an adult too #he might not be as good as suguru when it comes to talking about emotions but he’s just. so secure. so strong and dependable #if satoru found you wallowing in your sadness on the balcony i think he would sit with you and distract you. or just hold you tight #it’s just reassuring to have him there yk???#sighhhhh…. they’re both so good 😔#ask tag ✩#ollie !! ✩

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