#send me an anon if u figure out what my name is

[churipu]

hello!! can i req megumi dating getos little sister? like, in a au where nothing bad happened between satoru and suguru

MEGUMI + GETO'S LITTLE SISTER

featuring, megumi fushiguro x fem! reader

warnings. none :>

note. anon, i'm sobbing bcs why the hell does gege have to be so allergic to happiness??? gege when i catch u, it's on sight really. but pushing that aside, sorry if this took too long. i just got back from vacation and i hope you like it <;33

ALSO, BIG THANK YOU FOR 600+ FOLLOWERS BYE I'M GOING TO BREAKDOWN A BIT.

geto doesn't realize at first that megumi and you had something going on, until gojo and shoko asks him about it.

"what do you mean they're dating? no they're no—" he looks back and there you were laughing with megumi, sending a small punch of affection to his shoulder.

"they look lovey-dovey to me." gojo sings out, he was so damn happy megumi was finally dating someone.

geto on the other hand, was mortified, "oh my god, they are." he said while covering his mouth, trying to comprehend what was unveiling in front of him.

megumi was in a lot of trouble. from geto. the day geto finds out about megumi dating you, megumi would then be sitting on his knees awkwardly — his fists balled and laid on top of his thighs as geto paced back and forth in front of him; and you were just heaving out sighs after sighs.

"why must you do this, suguru?" you asked him, pinching the bridge of your nose in annoyance.

"why does satoru and ieiri know about you both and i don't?" god. he was so dramatic about this. it was like he was about to send you off in a marriage — and you were VERY embarrassed.

"it's not megumi's fault then?" i asked.

"it is!"

"how?"

megumi chose to be silent as you and geto exchange arguments after arguments, none of them made sense but megumi wasn't in the position to join the argument so he just decided to shut his mouth and listen to you both for at least the next two hours.

megumi after that day, was always tense in front of geto. and geto, will always try his best to ruin your dates. anything that your big brother could do, really. pulling gojo and shoko along with him as an escape plan incase they were caught (he was planning to sacrifice their names for his escape).

"what are you all doing?" you ask, already knowing this was your brother's plan to tail both you and megumi on your date.

shoko and gojo pointed towards geto, but when they looked to where geto was supposed to be — the male had already ran away in a distance.

"so? who's explaining?" you asked.

and gojo had to tell you everything, while shoko was there as his emotional support. megumi though was enjoying gojo having to explain everything nervously.

megumi gets nervous when you ask him if he wants to come over to your house, but he reluctantly accepts. and when he steps inside your house, he is always a little nervous about meeting geto. but pushing that aside, geto never does anything but stare at him in suspicion.

"be right back," you said, standing up and walking away.

if megumi could pull you back, he would. but with geto's eyes glued on his figure, megumi had no choice but to stay seated. clammy hands, shuddering, and he could sense the dark aura surrounding geto's figure.

"suguru, i will poke your eyes with my chopsticks if you don't stop looking at megumi like that." savior.

"you love him more than you love your own big brother?"

"at this rate, yes."

"traitor."

megumi who brings you a bouquet of flowers one time during a visit to your house and geto makes a comment out of it because megumi didn't give him one too. so now, megumi brings two of them. one for you. one for geto.

"huh, to think that my little sister's boyfriend has zero care for me makes me kind of sad," it was supposed to be a simple joke. a simple joke from geto.

"suguru, stop that." you mutter out, defending megumi who just stood there like he was caught doing something he wasn't supposed to do.

geto was surprised the next time megumi brought one for him — and that day, geto finally started warming up to the thought of megumi dating his little sister. you.

megumi who meets geto when he walks down the hallway without you and geto being the first one to invite him over for dinner. not you. geto. and megumi was hesitant, but he accepted the offer nonetheless. (you were not told of this by either side until you come home and see them both talking casually on the couch).

"what the hell?" you breathe out, eyeing megumi who was sitting on the couch beside geto who was holding the television's remote control, their eyes also on you.

"oh, welcome back." geto waved at you casually before turning his attention back to the television.

megumi raised his hand up to wave at you, and you joined them on the couch, sitting in between. nobody spoke of it, and nobody asked about it, you three just casually hung and made it a routine after class ends.

megumi who has to be the reason behind your petty arguments with geto because they both wanted to hang out with you. which you win almost every single time, sometimes you just let megumi go with your brother (you didn't want to admit it, but it was nice seeing your brother finally get along with megumi).

"suguru, he's my boyfriend!"

"yeah? he's your boyfriend!"

"that's what i just said, idiot." you shake your head, sighing out exasperatedly.

"exactly, let me hang out with him. you've been hanging out with him for the past week, let him have a day with his future brother-in-law." you sighed again, but agreed in the end, letting geto have his time with megumi (which will be wasted with them both watching the television, with the rule of no interruptions from you).

megumi who was embarrassed when he got caught kissing your cheek by geto when he was about to go home. the younger boy didn't hear the end of it during their weekly watching television session, you just let geto do his thing.

"so..?" geto started

"don't even mention anything about it." megumi cuts him off, looking away with a light blush coating his cheeks.

"but why? i wanted to know about it."

"i'm leaving."

megumi who doesn't have to endure just geto, but gojo too. the two were like parasite when it comes to making fun of his relationship with you, although they don't do it to make him feel bad, megumi is a pretty private person so he gets annoyed by them (but says nothing), and he'll report it to you so you could be the one to give them a piece of your mind.

"what have you been saying to my boyfriend?" you stood before gojo and geto who were on their knees like they had done something bad.

"y/n, you believe me more than megumi, right?" gojo nervously laughs, "i'm your brother's best friend!"

i rolled my eyes, "exactly. that's the main reason why i don't believe in you," the betrayal. gojo gasps out dramatically and shut his mouth, a little offended by what you said (but he's not angry, he just wanted to be a little dramatic for the effects).

"so? suguru?"

"we were just having fun teasing megumi," he mumbles out, furrowing his brows.

god, it feels like they're your younger brothers at times.

megumi who asks gojo for advices in his relationship. what he has to do during arguments, what he should gift you, what he should say, what he should do. anything. as much as he hates coming to gojo for help, he still does it anyway — because believe it or not, megumi trusts him more than anything.

"so, i can buy her the same thing, right? will she get bored of it though? maybe i should get something else." megumi asks, his voice was calm but he was frantic. and gojo laughs at him.

"megumi, she loves you. she doesn't care about anything but you, give her a rock and i bet you she will keep it." gojo mutters out, flicking megumi's forehead.

megumi who broke down in front of gojo when he feels like he's not good enough for you. and gojo keeping all his tears a secret from everyone else including geto whenever he sees megumi and you the next day (you still don't know about it up to now).

"megumi!" gojo swung his arm around the young boy's shoulder, laughing brightly with geto following behind him, "oh, you're here too suguru's sister." he jokes, shoving his tongue out.

the first time megumi broke down, he was a little afraid gojo was going to tell everyone about it — but no words about him crying ever spread, and megumi was appreciative.

"sensei." megumi grumbles, though he doesn't push gojo away, he could see the proud glint in gojo's eyes behind his specs.

megumi who hates to admit it, but loves spoiling you with everything. you talk about a food and then he gets it for you the next day. you talk about a place and he will bring you there eventually. you talk about wanting to do a certain activity with him, he will do it no matter how much he dislikes it.

"gumi, dance with me!"

megumi shook his head, "i can't dance."

"please, please?"

he sighed out and stood up, grabbing your hand, "how do i do it?"

it didn't and well, but you appreciated megumi for wanting to try out in an activity that he didn't particularly enjoy in. by the way, you have a swollen foot from getting stepped on by him during the process — and he was there to tend to you.

megumi who absolutely hates having arguments with you and will do whatever you tell him to do just to avoid it (unless he thinks it's necessary to be talked about).

"megumi, just shut up already."

and he does. he doesn't say anything else for the next couple of hours until you were ready to speak to him in a casual manner, it's funny, it was a moment of "do and forget" between you both. you apologize and he forgives (most of the time), and you both never speak on it ever again.

you don't know what that's called, but it just happens between you both.

megumi who loves saving every memory he has of you in a form of pictures, videos, voicemails. anything that you send him, he has it saved in a special album just meant for you and his memories.

"gumi, what's this album?"

megumi looks at you, scrolling through his phone and when he realizes about it, it would be too late. you'd find out his album full of your pictures and videos.

starting from random sky pictures that you send him, to you making weird faces. everything is just there.

megumi was shy about it, but when you expressed your happiness for it — he just lets you be, scrolling through the album, talking about every single picture. and he just listens, looking at you with a dreamy look.

megumi who considers you his home.

"gumi, are you okay?"

he laid his head on your shoulder, not moving an inch nor did he say anything back to you. but you let him be, rubbing the back of his head affectionately as he leans into your touch.

megumi just needed to be close to you to feel safe. to feel at home.

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#jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jujutsu kaisen x reader #fluff #jjk #jjk fluff #megumi fushiguro #jujutsu megumi #jjk megumi #megumi x reader #jujutsu kaisen megumi #geto suguru #suguru geto

[jynxpsiche]

Not Tangerine already planning on fathering reader's baby as his won, cause hey, the baby also has blue eyes so he can totally pass of as their son.

Also imagine if the real dad ever shows up and tries come back into the baby's life and Tangerine is all conflicted cause he loves the kid as if it's his own son :/

OH MY GOD THANK U SO MUCH ANON FOR REQUESTING THIS! LITERALLY CHEF KISS! We love a jealous Tangerine <3

Unwanted texts

💌. Summary: unanswered texts from her, lead Tangerine to meet someone he already despised…

or

…Tangerine meets the baby’s biological father for the first time.

💌. Warning: SWEARING. LIKE A LOT! Jealous Tangerine, female reader, canon gore. English is not my first language! I don’t know many British slangs!

X

c’mon babe

I just wanna meet the baby

be there for them, y’know?

pls answer me

It’s been already a couple of days and sometimes, during different hours of the day and night, your phone would ding with notifications…from him.

Your ex boyfriend.

The biological father of your precious baby.

The whole situation pissed you off. Firstly, when he found out about your pregnancy, he decided to leave without an explanation and leave you alone. Then he had the nerve to message you after god knows how many years.

It was ridiculous. He was ridiculous.

But obviously you couldn’t ask for any type of help from Tangerine.

He was quite the protective type, especially if the main cause was a shitty ex-boyfriend.

Surely he would have gone feral if he found out about your ex’s sudden texts. That’s why you decided to keep the thing for yourself and just…ghost him.

But who would have known that you would end up calming down a rather irate Tangerine?

However, it’s important to start from the beginning.

It was a day off for Tan, which meant that he would have spent the entire day with you and his little one. But since it was still too early to get up, for now he simply drank in your warmth and cuddled your body closer to his, without waking you up.

The curly man was affectionate only with his girl and his baby, neither to his brother he showed this side of his. He wasn’t ashamed of it, he just had a reputation to defend.

His chin was placed on your head while you were all nuzzled in the crook of his neck. His strong and bulky arms were tightly wrapped around your waist, not allowing you to leave. Not that you wanted to.

Only your soft breaths echoed through the room. But the peaceful atmosphere was interrupted by the ping of a notification. The sound made him grimace, but not waking up from his slumber.

Then another ping, closely followed by another and another one.

Now Tangerine was fully awake, his half-closed eyes glaring at the device on your nightstand. When he noticed no more ding’s came from your phone, he softly pecked your forehead before trying to fall asleep again.

But then again. A new message.

Groaning softly, Tan lifted himself from the bed, before pecking your forehead again and assured that you didn’t wake up.

He was not standing on your side of the bed, the device on your nightstand calling for him to check what had interrupted his sleep.

With a furrowed and irritated expression, Tangerine unlocked your phone, noticing new messages unopened. They had been sent just a couple of minutes ago.

He quickly glanced at your sleeping figure, a strange feeling bubbling in his chest. His expression furrowed more when he saw the contact’s name. X.

Who the fuck was that?

But he surely was took by anger when he read the multiple messages he sent you.

He wasn’t only a dickhead, but he was also the biological father of his son.

His bloodshot eyes read every line and every word of every message he dared to sent you. His fingers gradually tightening their grip around the device.

The another ding. Another message.

X

I know ur reading the texts

ur online

u finally have the courage to read what I’ve been sending you

u stopped ghosting me huh?

God you’re such a bitch sometimes…

His vision darkened at the last text he sent, nostrils fuming with rage.

X

I want to see the kid

Meet me here

Xx xx xx, xx

“Tan? You good?” Your sleepy and raspy voice reached his ears and immediately he turned towards you, his furious expression never leaving his face.

You noticed, of course. Slowly you rose from your spot on the comfy bed and lazily dragged herself up to his tense figure, wrapping her delicate arms around his waist.

A soft kiss on his back.

“What is making you so tense?” You whispered against his skin, your hands gently rubbing his sides. Tan slightly crocked his head in your direction, his brows still furrowed. A sigh left his lips.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” He instead asked with a low tone laced with rage. “Why did you hide it from me?” His tone showed how he strongly demanded an answer.

“I could have handle it. I simply didn’t answer his texts to show him how an insignificant being like him should be six feet under. To show him how he was a nobody to me anymore.” Your tone was flat, laced with venom, finally expressing all your suppressed rage.

His expression immediately softened at your words, his brows relaxing and the wrinkles on his forehead disappearing. The tails of his mouth slightly raised in an almost visible smile.

But you noticed it.

When he turned in your direction, his hands on your waist, his lips left a soft peck on your forehead. His face was calm and so close to yours.

“I’m goin’ to take care of him. Don’ worry.” He whispered, his soothing voice sending you in a sleepy mood. A light yawn left your mouth. He chuckled at your reaction.

“Now go to sleep love.”

After you fell into another peaceful but deep slumber, Tangerine got to work.

With Lem’s help (after calling him for twenty minuets straight, the poor man was sleeping) he managed to find the phone location and so the location of the fucker.

It was now 3:45 am and Tan was alone in a desert neighbourhood. Silence was his only company at the moment.

He stood still in front of an apartment complex, his eyes fixed on a specific window while the cigarette in his hand slowly burnt.

With a flick he tossed the small nicotine stick and put it out with a stomp of his foot. His lips were curled into an annoyed curl.

Silently, he climbed the fire escape with big steps and in a blink of an eye his shadow was printed in front of the covered window, blinds hiding the inside.

But a faint light from behind them immediately caught his attention, a sadistic grin creeping on his moustache.

His hand grabbed the gun from his pocket and he shot the window’s lock, allowing him to access to the apartment.

Frantic, disconnected noises echoed from inside. Tangerine knew the fucker heard him.

Only when he entered he was met with a younger, dull man, his face pale and his eyes wide from fear. “Who…who the fuck are you?!” He half shouted, his voice cracking a bit.

The man wanted to show his composure so bad, show him how collected and tough he was. But in reality, he was shitting in his pants.

With great strides, Tangerine approached the trembling man, his pistol clearly visible. “‘s not important, is it? Wha’ is important is why you fuckin’ harassing my love with your insipid messages.” He spat out in a hard tone, his rigid stare piercing the man’s soul.

The man’s eyes frantically wandered around, he is searching something to defend himself thought Tan. Quick pants from the man often broke the silence in the room.

He took a step back, his hands shaking uncontrollably. His body language was visibly betraying him. “Just…the fuck you want from me?!” He continued in a fake authoritative voice.

Tangerine held his face high, communicating how he was in control. Slowly his arm raised and he pointed the gun in the man’s forehead.

“I want you to delete her number, to forget about her and the baby and to never contact her again.” He stated with calm rage. His tone extremely sharp.

When the man was the pistol pointed at his head, his confident mask fell, his eyes filled with tears and his still standing posture crouched on himself. Shamelessly he nodded his head at every request, his voice dead in the back of his throat.

Suddenly, Tangerine shot the man in the leg and he stumbled back. A cry came out from his mouth.

“This’s your last warnin’.”

#bullet train 2022 #tangerine #aaron taylor johnson #lemon bullet train #bullet train #lemon x reader #tangerine bullet train #tangerine x reader #aaron taylor johnson x reader #dadtangerine

[ghostssweetgirl]

hello luv how are you doing? I’ll let you know u’r curring my depression. Could you please write an angsty pov with simon riley where he finds a fem reader on the old russian base on his mission??? so he sees her russian uniform and aimes his weapon on her but hesitates once he sees she’s unarmed combat medic?? and she kinda hides there in the from her comrades cuz they claimed her a traitor for saving an “enemy” soldier’s life?

if that’s too much and definitely not what you wanna write it’s totally okay. sorry. and thank u again hope u have a good day!!

omg hi anon! i'm doing good, but i hope you are doing even better! <3 yeah, i can do that for you :) hope this is okay for you!

cw: angst(ish), cursing, idk if i missed any let me know

Simon 'Ghost' Riley x Combat Medic Reader

Simon was currently securing some intel from an enemy base, exploring what he thought was empty, abandoned. Just before he was about to leave and call it clear, he felt the need to check the only quarters with a closed door.

As he walked in, he instantly raised his gun. He didn't get a good look at first, just noticing her Russian uniform, but his finger let off the trigger when he saw her - froze, hands up, unarmed.

She was clearly beat up, bruises scattered amongst her arms, a neat gash on the side of her head. Messy, matted hair. Could tell you were exhausted.

"I'm sorry! Please! Please don't kill me," you begged.

"What are you doin'... here?" Ghost asked.

You swallowed as you tried to find your words, unsure if he'd believe you.

"Come on, spit it out."

"I am hiding here... from my comrades..." you started. "They call me a traitor."

"Traitor? Why?"

"I saved an enemy's life... They were unarmed, in so much pain," you sniffed, lips quivering as you cried. "They said... they said-"

"Shh, quiet down, now," he rasped. He didn't really know what to think. On one hand, he thought it was brave, heroic of you. It's your job. On the other, he didn't want to risk getting involved with a possible dangerous situation.

"Are they lookin' for you?"

"Yes... I know I need to get out of here but," you shrugged. "I don't know... They could kill me."

"None of that, now," he whispered. "Let's get you out of here first. I'll get you some place safe."

--

He led you back to a safe area, and helped you get into the passenger side of the truck. He hopped in the passenger seat, quietly sitting there as he took out his phone, sending a few texts.

"Suppose you could come with me," he spoke. "But, you can't wear... that. And don't go snoopin' around... or do anythin' to get yourself killed."

You nodded your head understandingly. "Yes, sir. Thank you... thank you."

He got out a few spare pairs of cargo pants and some shirts, tossing them down in the middle seat. "I'll stop somewhere soon. Let you change and... get yourself cleaned up."

--

You were beyond thankful he was helping you. Maybe this was your chance to start over, fully get away from your old comrades, from the military.

You feel cleaner than before, able to make yourself decent at a truck stop and get into a... clean enough pair of clothes.

--

Just as you expected, coming onto this new base, you were questioned by everybody. They had to make sure you weren't putting up an act, but they soon halfway trusted your sincereness.

You were shown to a spare room, and instantly plopped into the bed. Needing the rest as you now felt somewhat safe. It was very much awkward, so you didn't want to leave your room, but you were so hungry you had no choice.

It was late at night at this point, a little bit past 1200. Figuring everyone was asleep, you walked into the shared kitchen to find some grub only to be startled by the large presence before you, the man who saved you, a little bit dressed down than how you met him before.

"Hungry?" he asked. "Food in the fridge."

"Thank you..." you spoke quietly. "Hey... what's your name?"

He just looked at you before he answered. "Ghost."

"Thank you, Ghost..." you weakly smiled. "For saving me."

He hummed as he nodded.

"You didn't have to-"

"I know."

"I-I'm Y/N. Nice to... meet you," you chirped as you opened the fridge, picking up a container of leftovers that seemed decent enough to eat.

"Yeah. Well, have a good night," he walked away from you, not looking back as you watched his tall figure disappear into the darkness of the hallway.

--

A/N - I liked this idea a lot, I just hope I wrote it okay lol.

#simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley #cod mwii #ghost cod #cod modern warfare #modern warfare 2 #simon ghost riley imagine #simon riley x you #simon riley imagine #simon ghost x reader #ghost cod mwii #ghost mw2 #ghost call of duty #cod ghost #cod mw #call of duty modern warfare #simon ghost riley angst #simon riley angst

[haechvn]

Dating Shuri Udaku Headcanons

Pairing: Shuri x F!Reader

Warning: Fluff, Angst and Smutteroni

Summary/Request: pls do something that has to do with how it’s like to date shuri ! it can include fluff, angst, smut ( if you’re comfortable w that ), etc. with fem!reader <3 thank u for doing gods work !!!

Word Count: 0.87k

Author’s Note: Thank you for the request Anon! Working on multiple request simultaneously so here's one that's short and sweet. I want Shuri to be my girlfriend ong

Taglist :  @melodykissess, @blackhottie25, @tonakings, @coalmistyy, @szalipcombo, @prettyluhlaiiii, @yelenabelovasgff, @callmeoncette, @clqrosmgc

Fluff

Constantly staring in your eyes as a way to let you know that she is always there and present with you. 

whenever you walk into a room, she’ll grab your hands and kiss all of your knuckles will she stares into your eyes 

Never lets anyone talk to you in a disrespectful manner

Puts you before anything and anybody bc you are all that she has left. You have been with her through thick and thin and she feels like her owns you all the best parts of herself

Names science experiment after you and your name nicknames she gives you

Speaking of, she loves to call you princess, my love and lover

melts when you call her kitten, i wonder why

Devote as much time as she can reminding you of your gorgeous looks on a daily basis because “Bast, how did I get so lucky with such a beauty like you. I just wanna eat you up!” Then she does. 

NECK KISSES. CHEEK KISSES. SHOULDER KISSES. HAND KISSES.

She enjoys kissing you more than breathing no cap.

Loves tickling you from behind so she can kiss your neck and feel that ass on her–

Always flying you out when you feel upset or down or just because.

five star hotels, exquisite cuisine from all around the world and anything designer is yours

Shuri may be a Princess but she is definitely you sugar mommy holyshit

if you cry for any reason at all, sends $200k and spends the rest of the day with you so you can feel better

Treats you with the utmost respect and loyalty.

never has wandering eye, not that anyone else could ever get her attention

Lets you in on who she is fully and trusts you with every fiber of her being

Never puts you in harm’s way and is always by your side when you need it.

She is very precious and gentle with you. Her love feel like a warm cup of tea honestly

Dating Shuri is so fun and it’s like hanging out with your best friend all the time

Angst

Constantly having to have conversations with Shuri about how she can’t live her life in her lab if she truly values your companionship.

“Babe, I get that you need to figure out the molecular level of whatever you just said but if you miss one more date with me, you’ll have to miss me.”

which follow with her trying to argue back before realizing her faults and preceding to shower you in gift, money and that DI-

Tends to close herself when she thinks about her family for too long

Buries herself in work whenever she questions her scientific skills to try and proves herself wrong 

usually leads to her forgetting to contact you to let you know how she’s doing or what she may be up to. 

Punches herself if she makes you upset but she has learned a lot recently about dealing with other and has formed more mature and effective forms of communication so it’s not a big issues for the two of you

Overall pretty healthy relationship so there aren’t any actual problems that you don’t talk through

Smut

Shuri is a scientist. Which means she is always building sex toys for the two of you from scratch

She made you your own black panther suit bc she’s a horny fuck and thinks the suit would look so sexy on you.

Fucks your face with her pretty kitty until she has cum at least twice

likes making you eat her out on places that make you nervous so she can watch you freak out while your face is stuffed between her legs

She also love fucking you in her black panther suit

the same way her helmet can disappear, so does the part of her suit that hides her pussy and something about tribbing you in her suit drives her crazy

she can also sync the vibranium strap to her suit and fuck you that way if she wants as well

Off rip, the two of you would make such a sexy couple so there’s do denying that you won’t be able to keep your hands off of each other.

I feel like during sex is when she tends to use a lot of her leadership skills on you

She looking to see you shake and quiver under her just by the slightest touch

She could eat your pussy 24/7 everyday in the week. And she definitely tries to 

Loves choking you but ALSO LOVES BEING CHOKED ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU ARE TOP AND RIDING SHE WANTS YOU TO TAKE CONTROL AND BE THE HERO

HAS A KINK FOR YOU CALLING HER QUEEN/HIGHNESS (that’s why she gives off daddy vibes yall!)

Would be drilling your pussy from the side almost every morning before sunrise since it is a part of her morning “Queenly duties”.

Shoves her soaking panties in your mouth if you are being too loud and she doesn't want people to come by to wake her up early

Loves spitting in your ass/pussy before devouring you then spitting it back in your mouth so you can taste the reason why she’s in love with you

Adores fucking you outside on her bedroom balcony at 3 am because it’s just you, her and the stars

#shuri is a eater #shuri is a munch #shuri black panther #shuri x reader #shuri imagine #black panther x reader #shuri x f!reader #shuri x fem!reader #black panther imagine #shuri smut #shuri angst #shuri fluff #marvel imagine #black panther fics #shuri x y/n #black panther wakanda forever #black panther #black panther smut #black panther angst #marvel #marvel angst #marvel fluff #marvel smut #shuri x namor #mcu fanfiction #mcu imagine #princess shuri

[faeryarchives]

HEAR ME OUT SNDJSNJSNSJ

Jamil having a crush on yuu/reader and azul have a crush on her too. The two are rivals for yuu/reader's heart but when they finally confessed, reader/yuu reveals that she's already engage to someone back in her world

I'm craving angst

-ladybuganon🐞

And Nothing More (Jamil Viper & Azul Ashengrotto x Fem!Reader)

remarks: I HEAR U LADY BUG ANON YOU ARE ON TO SOMETHING 😍🖋️ oh my god i don't know if i should laugh or cry in that situation 😭 + I DIDN'T SEE THE ANGST IT CAME OUT AS SOMEWHAT CRACK 😔 i hope u still enjoy it notes: very long around 2.3k words 😭

"Ah, I should've asked for Silver to help me..." You sniffled, mourning over the fact that you could've saved yourself from trouble if you just accepted Silver's help. You were having some difficulty in supporting the boxes in your arms, afraid something might fall out until someone came to your rescue by lifting two of the three boxes in your hold.

"Prefect, let me help you carry that."

"Oh, Jamil! It's fine I can carry it on my own!" After all, you were just a five-minute walk away from your dorm, you would've taken his offer if it weren't for the situation.

Before you could get your things back, Jamil turned the other way and smiled at you. "No, I insist. And I am not going to take no for an answer." Without having any other choice, you threw your hands in the air in defeat.

Well, good company is better than nothing. "All right! You always show up unexpectedly." You said to the vice dorm leader as you both walked down the trail sharing a few small talks.

"You know, sometimes you are very talented and amazing at your work but do take some break." For a moment, Jamil seemed to freeze up, his ears turning reddish.

"Speaking of breaks, do you have some free time now, Prefect?"

"Right now?" You pondered for a second before shaking your head lightly. "I just need to clean up the dorm and unpack all the boxes with Grim."

Seeing this as a chance, Jamil suddenly stopped walking to put his free hand on your shoulder. "Well then, can you-"

"Well, what a coincidence! The Prefect is here!" A figure suddenly appeared a few feet ahead of you. "Oh, and Jamil-san is here too." Seeing the mafia-like get up along with that smooth voice - you immediately recognized the Octavinelle Dorm Leader twirling his staff around as he approached you and Jamil.

'Technically it's not a coincidence when it is the road to my dorm...'

"Prefect, can I ask for a bit of your time? It involves something with Monstro Lounge, I believe you mentioned to Jade that you were once an accounting student."

"Well... you see the thing is-"

"Azul, she is coming with me, we already have plans." You blinked in confusion, eyebrows furrowing in wonder - you two have plans?

"(Name), would you like to have a cup of tea with me instead?"

"(Name) aren't you tired from carrying all of these? Do you want me to help you unpack?" There was like an invisible air of tension around the two sending chills down your spine. While they talk as if they are trying to persuade you to join either of them - they are more focused on each other and trying to get the upper hand.

As they continued to bicker on, you took it as a chance to run towards the gate of your precious dorm and coughed to catch their attention. "Oh, would you look at that! I am already at home. How could time fly that fast?! Thank you for helping me, you guys!"

"But Azul didn't do anything..." Jamil whispered, sending the merman a glare which he just ignored. 

"I am grateful to you guys really but I think I hear Grim crying for help. See you guys when I see you!" Not even letting them get a word in, you had already slammed the door shut leaving the two outside - finally taking off their facade.

"Azul, I was here first."

"Well, Jamil, unfortunately for you but I believe there is a saying with us merfolks that..." Azul paused, pushing up his glasses before tapping the tip of his staff on Jamil's chest. The knowing smirk on the other's face made the vice dorm leader very, very, very annoyed.

"All is fair in love and war. May the best one win."

"You better wish you never challenged me."

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"Prefect, I want to give you this." Out of the blue on a normal Monday morning, Jamil approached you with a wrapped lunch box in hand - giving it to you directly despite your friends watching.

"Oh? What is this for?" You took the box and stared at it in wonder. Did something good happen to him or something?

"I accidentally made an extra lunch for me and Kalim, so I thought I should give it to you instead."

"Is that so? You always look out for me. Thank you, Jamil." Seeing you smile and take the box sent the butterflies in his stomach in haywire. If Azul wants a fair fight, then a fair fight it is.

Unfortunately, you didn't get to eat it. The food looks wonderful and delicious really! You glance at Grim who was having the time of his life eating the food in your place.

"Jamil is good at cooking! You sure you don't want to take a bite, henchman?"

"It's okay, it's all yours. I am allergic to (food) anyway..."

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Another time, instead of Jamil, you find Azul in his place - the businessman-like smile of him never fading. "Prefect, please take this as a token of our friendship." He then handed you a small box. With curiosity getting the best of you - you open the box and, inside you can see a bracelet made out of (birthstone).

"What a lovely gift, I am afraid this is too much for such a token of friendship?"

"Nonsense! You deserve even better than that, if I may say." Holding the bracelet in hand, Azul took it as a chance to put it on you himself.

"... you know I might take this the wrong way."

"Then what if I want you to take it in that way?" You both shared a glance - one being confused and distraught while the other being a gentle and calm gaze. "I think I should go, I promised Jack I would help him out in taking care of his plants." Not letting him say another word, you quickly put the gift in the box and took it with you, and Azul took it as a sign that he might have a chance!

Just wait, Jamil. He will emerge as the victorious one in this war.

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"Oh, Grim, do you know what (Name) likes the most?"

"Not going to lie, the gifts on your doorstep are enticing sure but a mountain of them?!"

"I tried warning those two about that thing but they wouldn't listen at all..."

"Epel, have you seen the prefect? I have something to ask of her."

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"Ha..." You could already feel an upcoming headache as you find yourself leaning on the table inside the Ramshackle Dorm to avoid a certain octopus and snake duo. "This is a disaster... why are you guys hiding with me?" Glancing to the side, you could see your friends huddled in a circle as if attempting to hide themselves like you.

Grim has his paws covering his ears, closing his eyes shut. "Every time those two are around they are like cats going 'nya nya nya' for your attention!"

"Okay, watching it for the first time was funny but low-key, it's getting kinda annoying!" Ace slammed his fist on the ground, clearly distraught, and honestly, you couldn't blame him!

Deuce nodded his head in agreement, his eyes were heavy and unfocused. "Agreed, it's always scary how they are always at the right moment whenever you need something..."

"Well, I was about to ask you something but got roped in all this. What are you guys even hiding from?" Jack asked, totally confused and clueless about everything.

"I might as well hear Azul-senpai and Jamil-senpai's voices in my head." Poor Epel looked so horrified, remembering how whenever you weren't around - the two-second years seemed to find him as the person who knows your location best and thus always asking for you.

"I was with Jack too! Are you having some troubles, Big Sister (Name)?" The ever-so-curious Ortho asked while flying around you.

All of you then turn to Sebek, who stands proudly with his arms crossed. "These humans told me you were in trouble so I tagged along!" He stared at your group before sitting next to Epel, looking somewhat worried.

"What is going on anyway? You looked troubled by something."

You heave a heavy sigh, burying your head into your knees. "...Okay, I might sound arrogant, but I think Azul and Jamil are trying to fight for me?" That came out more like a question rather than an answer.

"So, what is the problem?"

"That is the problem itself, Jack!" You whined, stomping your foot to the ground, letting out the stress you felt for the entire month. "Maybe it's not my fault for clarifying things, but I genuinely didn't think it would get to this point." Your voice got softer and softer until it was barely a whisper while you played with the ring hanging around your necklace.

"What do I do..." Everything then fell into silence, trying to think of different ways to help you in this situation.

"Then shouldn't you confront them with the problem?" Sebek said as if it was the most common thing in the world, breaking the silence as he met your gaze. "They wouldn't know that they are doing something wrong when you don't talk it out."

"... holy shit. Sebek said something smart."

"Isn't that just common sense?" Jack immediately replied - an invisible arrow going through you, Ace, Deuce, and Grim at the realization.

"You know I should hang out with you and Sebek instead. Being with Ace and Deuce is making me dumb..."

"Hey!" A sudden knock on the door earned a collective sigh from most of you, not wanting to open the door until you heard people casting magic spells outside followed by a boom. "Okay, that's it." The boys watched as you stood up and made a mad dash to the second floor - only to come back down after a second, holding a broom in one hand in a threatening way.

"(Name), what are you-" You just went passed through your friends and went straight for the door, opening it wide enough to see what was happening outside.

"Who dares to fight on my dorm grounds?!" On cue, the suspects behind the chaos finally revealed themselves -Azul and Jamilm having their wands pointing at each other while holding one box under their arm.

"I thought it is all fair in love and war?"

"Not when you are doing underhand tricks!"

"Just the people I want to see..." Seeing them still bickering among themselves, you took it as a chance to sneak behind them and hit them with the broom, hard enough to send them to the ground.

"(NAME)!" They simultaneously cried out, holding the back of their heads in pain but most importantly the looks of betrayal and confusion can be seen on their faces. You crossed your arms in front of your chest before glaring at them, trying to look menacingly, which worked in your favor.

"Now you two are finally listening to me. Tell me, what are you doing here, destroying my dorm?"

"Well I was about to ask you something very important when Jamil..." Cue Azul sending Jamil an annoyed glare, "...rudely interrupted me!"

"Azul, you sabotaged my timing by sending the twin eels to Scarabia. Don't you think I wouldn't notice?" Before they could go on, a swift swish and the broom, you were previously holding, cut the air between the two - almost seeing their lives flash before their eyes.

"Before anything else happens, let me make this clear. I do not have feelings for the two of you other than it being platonic, and it will stay that way." Despite immediately dropping the bomb, you didn't let them get a word in and continued. "And honestly, rather than focusing on the goal - you see it as a competition. You see people's feelings as an irrelevant variable in your game. That is not right at all." After talking, it seemed like it finally dawned on the second years the things you just pointed out and lost their will to argue.

Azul lowered his head, putting his hand over his chest as he bowed apologetically. "... I am deeply ashamed of myself. I apologize for making you feel that way." You could hear his voice wavering at some point. Little did you know, this man has never let anyone in his comfort zone before so hearing you say some cruel yet realistic words broke him away from dream to reality.

Seeing the prideful dorm leader yield, Jamil took a deep breath before doing the same - not expecting to have lowered his head again, to ask for forgiveness for his mistake. "I apologize as well if I came to upfront and ignorant in my attempt to court you. But may I ask one question?" He lifted his head to see you surprised, causing him to be taken aback as well.

"Of course, what is it?"

"Will you give us another chance to court you in the right way?" 

"That is not possible." Ace's voice rang out to the dorm, as your friend group stood by the door looking very displeased. Deuce started walking towards your small group until he was standing next to you, holding an arm out to separate you from the duo. 

"Deuce?"

"Don't tell me..."

"I tried telling you both before but you wouldn't listen. (Nickname) won't give you another chance because..." The first year pointed at the ring around your necklace, the one you never fail to wear every day. "My fiance is waiting for me in my own world." You mumbled, holding on to the ring your lover gave you before getting teleported here in twisted wonderland.

"That is why the only thing I can offer you guys is friendship - nothing more."

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland headcanons #twisted wonderland scenarios #twst scenarios #twst imagines #twst wonderland #azul ashengrotto x reader #jamil viper x reader #azul ashengrotto #jamil viper #faeryarchives #a.ladybuganon🐞

[h34rtbeat]

Which ever one you see fit,could even be both! When I wrote it, it was aimed to be more neutral but now I'm leaning more towards a male pov (this is the yuta ask btw)

ok i will try my best to write male pov!! pls lmk if it comes out bad!! i also tweaked the story a bit, hope u don’t mind

i love your mind pls send in an anon emoji so i can put u on my list of anons i love u

og ask: “host! Yuta who gets pressured by you while catering to go out back and get you off while his guests grow impatient and leave bad reviews to his name, thus leaving him in need of more of your visits for a proper pay. tears well in his eyes whenever you have him on his knees doing the unthinkable, dirtying his lips and the area surrounding as he quickly gets up and heads back inside the club in hopes of attracting new customers those slobbery lips made him look cuter anyways”

warnings// dom!amab!reader, sub!yuta, coercion, dub-con, non-con, anal, oral, spit, degradation, this is based on red hair yuta bc i think red is his color; yuta is referred to as ‘bunny’

Yuta is pictured to be wearing a suit with bunny ears a tail, bear with me yall.. reader is also described to be wealthy!!

nsfw under the cut!

a week ago, his boss had told him to get those reviews up. a host like himself couldn’t afford having bad reviews!

customers, patrons, randoms, all alike growing impatient as their best looking host wasn’t present to serve them.

they left bad reviews, no tips, other hosts also growing irritated with the decreased money flow. his boss, adding onto his already stressful schedule, scolding him.

it was so odd, since he was just getting paid so nicely. now, he had a boss, his coworkers, and pissy customers on him.

oh, but you came along.. and changed everything.

a cigarette and cash perked in your hand, as you slid it into his back pocket, softly smacking his ass.

“come out back with me, and i’ll double your pay.” your words, laced with seduction and nicotine, had him in a trance. his lips parted for a moment.

the air was heavy, as his eyes widened. he could only watch as you walked out. this wasn’t— what were you asking?

he counted the cash in his hands. he was getting paid badly, and he didn’t really have any customers right now.. and that much for a tip, how much you pay if he went out back with you!?

the cash astonished him, and he nodded to his boss before his bunny ears followed your frame out the door.

“what.. can i do for you, sir?” his cottontail perked perfectly where you liked it. you exhaled your cigarette, before flicking it to the ground.

“make me feel good, bunny.” your stern voice was unlike any he’d ever heard, and he was confused. he made a lot of guys feel good, and they all had different opinions of what ‘feeling good’ meant.

“can you elaborate?” he asks, big brown eyes staring at you diligently, money hungry.

you groaned. were all hosts this stupid? you gestured him over, and slipped him more cash.

he may be stupid, but he wasn’t ugly. pretty red hair too, as your calloused hands rubbed his head. you softly tugged on the headband, just admiring the handsome man.

“squat” you commanded, pointing towards the floor.

yuta gulped. he wasn’t— no, you wouldn’t- you couldn’t be asking for that, could you? but as his eyes raked across your figure, and down to the fat bulge poking through your fancy businessman suit, he knew what you meant.

“we don’t offer those services here, sir..” yuta denies, shaking his bunny headband with his red hair.

chuckling gruffly, you forced him to a squat position, face near your bulge.

“i know you need the money, bunny. so suck it.”

yuta tentatively contemplated, looking around. this is a public area, anyone could see!

“it’s empty. don’t worry, just suck my cock.” you tried easing his nerves, but it seems the bunny was too occupied with hesitation.

“ah.. this could help with my pay. there’s no customers either..” yuta thought to himself, his plastic bunny ears rubbing against your thigh.

he swallowed any shame he had left, before his slender fingers reached for your belt, unbuckling it. he gulped once more, lips slightly parted, as he unzipped your fly.

he reached for your boxers, flicking them down with his index finger. your skin was so cold, and he was so warm.

you liked this bunny boy already.

your cock slapped against his cheek, he grimaced momentarily. he breathed on it, a shaky breath. you smirked down at him, lighting another cigarette, enjoying the view.

“cmon bunny, i don’t have all night f’you to suck my cock.” you slurred out, a rough hand caressing his soft cheek.

“sorry..” he mumbled, before letting a glob of spit fall onto your cock. you were so big, it was almost unnatural.

he sucked on the base of your cock first, finding some entertainment in feeling your dick twitch in his warm mouth. his tongue dipped, tracing the veins.

you exhaled some smoke, groaning at the feeling of his tongue. he was warm, and your dick was only getting harder at the thought of fucking him.

he took you fully, and if you weren’t already big, he was gagging by now. his throat tight, as he took you, bobbing his head up and down.

he had his eyes closed, like he was enjoying it. though, tears pricked under his eyelids, threatening to spill if you were to thrust.

squatted, as his throat was fucked by you, a man he was paid well by. he felt sticky, the way his sweat clung to his body. his eyes were wide now, the pace of your hips, and the way your dick dug deep into his throat was harsh.

“fuck, bunny. you know how to suck a dick, don’t ya?” you moaned out, your abdomen hitting his nose.

yuta hated it, as his pretty tears stained his cheeks. his jaw hurt, drool spilling as his only source of breath was being smacked against your lower stomach.

soft gagging noises escaping his throat, as you fucked his throat like it was a pussy. his lips and any area was all coated in your pre cum and his spit, your cock all messy.

you tugged him back, letting him catch a breather.

“ugh— agh..!” he turns his head to the side, coughing.

“awe, does the bunnys jaw hurt?” you cooed, grabbing his chin and holding it as you stroked your cock over his lips.

“open your mouth, bunny.” and damned, if he wasn’t aroused and humiliated, he was now.

this was embarrassing— and you were using him like he was some cheap prostitute, but he’d be a liar if he said some sick part of him didn’t like it.

especially now, as he stuck out his tongue, like some hentai, waiting for your hot load of semen.

you roughly tugged him back on, his hands grasping at your thighs, you shot your load deep inside his throat, hearing him choke on it.

burying and hilting yourself perfectly so his throat was forced to take your semen, he pulled himself back.

he opened his mouth, showing how he swallowed it.

“fuck..” you panted softly, seeing the boy on his knees, you wiped his lips with your cock, coating rhem in a gloss.

“fuckin’ good bunny, here.” you gave him another load of cash, and zipped yourself up.

he looked better like that anyway. even better, after you tapped his ass, and he scurried back inside, to treat other customers.

he was cute, and he was yours now.

this was pure filth yall gn..

#[🦭📞] anon!! #[🦭] nct! #nct 127 x reader #nct x you #nct scenarios #nct x reader #nct u #nct imagines #nct smut #nct 127 #nct #nct 127 hard thoughts #nct yuta #nct 127 hard hours #yuta x reader #yuta x you #yuta x y/n #yuta nakamoto #yuta nct 127 #yuta hard thoughts #yuta hard hours #yuta smut #tw: coercion #tw: dubcon #sub!nct #sub!idol

[ghouljams]

MOMMY sorry mommy sorry GOOSE GOOSE PLEAAASE OUGH MY GOD OH MY GOD?? OH M,7 GOD JIOHBBGUVK FYVK FUCK FUCK IM ON MY KNEES FUCK OH MY GID OH. LORD. NOITHING CAN SAVE ME NOW. GOOSE PLEADE JUST GIVE ME A SIGN PELSASE ILL RISK IT ALL GOOSE OH OHUGHOUGH i wish i could type out the stream of high pitched squeaks and giggles and gurgling that happened while i read what you just posted i think this is the second time you've written a goose x reader to my ask and im at your feet bawling wailing about it thank you im so HEHEHRGYEHEHHRGEYH  not a graves fan but when goose chases him off for me,,mv,,,,,, i choked and hurled my lungs feel like they've deflated ive been sinking lower and lower into my seat i feel faint im fanning myself my heart is POUNDING GOOSE GOOSE PELLAASEEERF GOOSE ANYTHING FORYOU GOOSE ANYTHING AT ALL ID DO ANYTHING SHE THINKS IM GOOD :(((((((( ILL CRY ILL MELT  

the absolute wave of seething jealousy i just felt towards ghost is wild  This is not a witch n price situation where I wanna be between them goose needs to pick me choose me love me formal. (/j)  IM BAWLING the pet names are not good for my heart the SHE CALLED ME SWEETHEART GUYS SHE DID SHE THINKS IM SWEET 

Never self inserting until goose comes along is wild this is so strange ur doing gods work here thank you  (Can u please link that post you face claimed witch and goose I need draw as a thank you please please ill send it after im done please)

I love everything about this thank you. Goose would admire the enthusiasm. I admire the enthusiasm. Any lover of Goose is a friend of mine.

Unfortunately I believe I deleted the post with Witch and Goose's face claims because I got a mean anon about it and figured it was probably making other people uncomfortable as well. I will however pop them under the read more for you because you asked. Just you. No one else.

Goose to me feels somewhere between Madison Cunningham and Liv Tyler(empire records specifically) but honestly I think Goose probably looks pretty... average. I always think of her with dark hair and warm eyes, more eye catching because of her personality than anything else. The sort of woman that was told she looked like her dad as a kid, and grew into her femininity as she aged. I go around in circles with what I think Goose looks like, maybe I'll draw her some day.

Witch's face claim is much more specific and set in that she's based off of Littlebruke on Instagram and Rachel Maksy. Very youthful looking with lots of red curls and a vintage aesthetic. I think she could give the fae a run for their money with how pretty she is.

#ghoul speaks #oc talk #I always feel a little bad that I think Goose just looks like a girl from texas #like you could pick her up on any street in any small town #but I also think that's the beauty of her #she's just a person #oc: goose #oc: witch

[siberat]

Mukbang

“Are we recording? Yeah? Okay…

Hello fans! Welcome to my cozy corner of the universal wide web! Allow me to introduce myself, I am Dri.ft, Third in Command of the Lo.st lig.ht- as if you don’t know, right? Heh heh.

But anyways, as you can see I have quite a spread of delightful foods to sample. What a smorgasbord, right? Just look at all these colorful meals. And the aroma is tantalizing, filling my soul with such positive and divine energy! I swear my tastebuds just awakened with this alluring vision in front of me… pardon me if I start to drool.

 It’s like the Celebration of Life feast I attended back in Cry.stal City, except I’m the only one eating! I’m not even confident I’ll be able to finish… there’s just so many dishes to taste. Look at all these platters. Do you spot any of your favorites?  Good thing I brought my appetite, this is sure to be a wonderful culinary adventure!

Now, I hope you brought the conversation!

I’m sure you know the drill. Seeing how I keep getting pings of random questions from you adoring fans, I figured why not do a live show in which we share a scrumptious meal and engaging conversation together. I sure hope you brought your curiosity…. And your appetite!

So, if you ever had a question or wish to hear my views on the spiritual world- well, views on anything, feel free to send in a DM for me to answer… or ramble on about, as Rat.chet tells me. He’s such a grump at times, right? But how I love him so….but that’s a whole other topic right there.

 And for those shy viewers out there, don’t worry, you can send your topics of discussion anonymously if you wish. Your identity will be safe, I swear! But there’s no reason to be shy, I won’t bite… unless you’re into that kind of thing…. I’m just teasing, sweet sparks! This is a safe space here, no judgement!

So, without any further ado, let’s get this mukbang started- I’m starving and simply cannot wait to sink my teeth into this feast- and to share such an intimate meal with you all.

 Let’s spend this evening together with tasty food and engaging conversation!”

… … ….

If you wish to play, send in asks/notes/responses of any topics/questions/statements you wish to have answered/discussed by Dr.ift. You can ask anonymously (if not on Tumblr, state ‘Keep Anon’ in your message. You can make u a screen name/handle if you wish- just state what to use). Asks will not be responded to on Tumblr messaging system, on other accounts may get a response that I received the ask. Just have to wait for the next update to see the response.

The goal here is to not only show pictures of Dri.ft’s progress of food consumption, but to have a fun writing excerpt to go along with this as well.

Let’s keep this feasting- and conversation going!

Have fun!

(Please don’t get super vulgar with the send ins. Updates to this will start once I get done next pic and topics written about)

Reblogs appreciated to keep the game going!

next one: https://www.tumblr.com/siberat/734727610726219776/lets-get-this-party-started-right-my-first?source=share

#siberatart #chubformers #chubby belly #weight gain game #mukbang #food art #question and answer game #please play if you wish! #Send in asks for dr/ift #Make him get stuffed #Eating

[missuswalker]

DUDE I requested the volleyball reader one and oh my god I’m so fed it’s so good got me kicking my feet giggling cackling sweating bro (thank u cat emoji anon for requesting a part 2 ily) idk how u have such good brain thoughts to write allat

Would u be opposed to a fic of mysterion x f!reader who’s kinda like spiderman 🤔🤔🤔 omg what if it was similar to miraculous ladybug where they’re friends irl and Kenny’s all flirty then but when they’re in their superhero roles it flips n the reader is the flirty one instead?? And maybe they fight against Leslie or something sending a robot army man idk u can literally write whatever and I’ll eat it up fr fr THANK UUUUU

MEOWWW MEOW MEOW NEVER OPPOSED TO MYSTERION (and ikr, cat emoji anon is so scrumptious 😻) (i love frequent anons, they're like my best pookies) (also i love all of your ideas 🤭🤭)

don't know her // mysterion x fem reader

✮ summary: being the walmart spidergirl of south park has it's perks, especially when you get to hang around mysterion all night (pt two here) ✮ warnings: mentions of blood, kind of short (read a/n)

"Hey, I'll call you back later, sweetheart, I've got some shit to do," Kenny interrupts, giving me a 'bye'. I knew exactly what that shit was too. I've known Kenny for years and I had kind of caught on to the fact that he was Mysterion.

I take this as my opportunity to slip into my suit, pulling my mask over my head as I slide my window open, climbing onto my roof. This was just about my nightly routine at this point. Talking with Kenny on the phone until midnight, then meeting up with him as Seven.

The backstory of the name name originally came from Kenny himself. Well, came from Mysterion. Kenny had no idea that I was Seven. Basically, Mysterion asked for my superhero name, though I didn't exactly have one. After telling him that, he named me after the building we were behind which happened to be a 7-Eleven, and it kind of just stuck.

Walking down the alley Mysterion and I usually met in, I see that he's already there. "Seven, you've gotta stop coming out here, I've told you too many times that it's way too dangerous for a rookie to be out at night."

I put my hands on my hips, looking around. "You say that and then still wait for me at the same spot every night. You'd miss me too much if I stopped showing up," I tease. "Don't flatter yourself. I come here because I know you'll show up and get yourself into trouble. Don't start thinking I have a crush on you or something."

"Then who do you have a crush on? Must be a real treat, huh?" I snort, taking a seat on an empty crate. "I don't see how that's any of your business. It's just a girl from my school anyways, you don't know her," he sighs, kicking at the dirt. "I'm just curious," I defend, throwing my hands up in mock surrender.

I felt a little upset, though, that the girl has a good chance of not being me. "If I tell you about her, will you stop coming out here at night so I don't have to babysit you anymore?" I think for a moment, trying to figure out if I even really wanted to know.

"Sure," I answer, deciding I might as well. He sighs, obviously not thinking I was actually going to agree to it. "Okay, well, uhh... her name is Y/n. I've been friends with her for a really long time, and she's hot. That good enough for you?"

Well, damn.

"Nah, I'm still gonna come out here." Mysterion groans, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Well, nothing is happening tonight, just go home." I shrug, beginning to walk away. "Fine. I'll see you tomorrow."

"No you won't. You're gonna stay home."

"Keep telling yourself that."

a/n: GUYS IT'S SHORT BECAUSE THERE'S GOING TO BE A PART 2 🤯🤯

you have to remind me, though, bc i'll forget 😻

next one will have the fight scene and seven's mask gets pulled off + romance idk

not proofread (ill do it later i swear)

#kenny mccormick #kenny mccormick x reader #mysterion #mysterion x reader #south park #x reader #south park fanfiction #south park imagines #south park x reader #remind me im so serious

[giggly-squiggily]

Hello, hello, hello my favourite fluff writer! Have you been good? I absolutely adore all your D o u m a/ K o k u s h i b o tickle fics! Their personalities compliment each other's so well XD. I know you've written one like this, but may I please request a Lee! Koku Ler! Douma fic? I don't have a specific prompt for this, so you can do whatever you want! (If you accept the request of course :))

Ahh YESH!!! Heyo anons! I hope it's alright that I combined these two! Kokudouma is such a delightful ship for me, and since we're in winter; I figured why not make something a bit snowy? Hehehe! I hope you like it!

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“Hey.”

Douma’s voice held a teasing note as he poked his head in, vibrant eyes dancing as they landed on Kokushibou. He gestured, a single clawed finger curling invitingly to follow. “I wanna show you something.”

The older demon watched him for a long moment, a war of curiosity and weariness dueling it out within. Then he stood, following the grinning blonde.

He didn’t ask where they were going- he knew he wouldn’t get an answer. He did let Douma’s hand find his, cold and solid yet strangely comforting against his calloused palm. When they reached their destination, they stood in one of the castle’s many large empty rooms.

“Here we are!” Douma clapped, sashaying to the middle of the room as he turned his gaze onto Kokushibou. “Ready?”

“For what exactly?” He asked. What was Douma going to do?

The blonde only smiled. And then…

A snowflake landed on his nose.

Kokushibou looked at it cross-eyed, earning a gleeful cackle from the blonde. More snowflakes fell around them, raining slowly down against the wooden floors until the color went from red to white. Douma continued to laugh, spreading his arms out wide and spinning on one foot as he brought down flake after flake. “Isn’t this lovely, Koku?”

“It’s…cold.” Kokushibou mused, knowing it was an underwhelming response but not sure how else to describe it. Holding out his hands, he let the snow gather within, crystalizing his skin and chilling him to the bone. “Very cold.”

“Pfft- of course it is! It’s snow! Surely you’ve grown up with snow before?” Douma grinned cheekily, sticking out his tongue to catch a stray flake. He almost missed the somber look crossing the other’s face in his glee. “Koku…?”

The ground was thick and hard to walk through. His legs hurt from the intense chill, and his breath came out a long puffs of white. Ahead of him, a boy with his face turned back to laugh, waving as he encouraged him to follow.

“Koku?” His name- his new name- being called shook him from his memory. He looked up to find Douma watching him. How’d he get so close without him noticing? “Are you still here?”

“I…yes.” Kokushibou shook his head, scattering away the past. “Forgive me..snow and I- we don’t have a fondness for one another.”

“Oh?” Douma looked sad then. Kokushibou wanted to snatch the words right back. Then the blonde was smiling once more. “Well, we just have to fix that, won’t we?”

“What-” Before Kokushibou could speak, Douma had his hands in his once more, pulling him further into the room with a laugh. Snow danced around them like fairy lights, blurring his vision some as Douma twirled them around. “Come now, frolic with me!”

This room was big, but not that big. The snow had gotten thick around his ankles, and even with his thick robes, he still felt the chill.

And yet…

“That’s it!” Douma laughed as Kokushibou attempted to “frollic”. He tried copying Douma’s footwork, but found himself tripping more than usual. The ground was particularly icy in places, sending them both slipping into one another as they went about the room. It was…fun. A rare feeling he hadn’t felt in a long time.

“Hehe, look at us go! Isn’t this lovely-” Douma went to smile at him over his shoulder just as his leg went backwards. Wide eyed, he scrambled for purchase, the closest thing to him being Kokushibou himself.

They hit the ground soon after, cushioned by the fluffy snow.

“Pfft! Pfft, pfft!” Kokushibou sputtered out reddish brown hair, shoving his bangs out of his face with his free hand. The one clutching Douma’s stayed firm, if not a bit tight. “Douma, are you alright?”

A rhetorical question- they were demons that could heal in seconds. Still, the words slipped out before he could stop them.

“Aww, you’re worried about me?” Douma popped up with a smile, half leaning into Kokushibou as he propped himself up. “Oh Koku, you do care!”

“Of course I do.” His lips were loose today. Maybe it was the frollicing- or perhaps something was in the snow. “I always care about you.”

Douma gasped some at that, eyes widening. If demons could blush, Kokushibou imagined he’d be pink in the cheeks right now. The mental image of that did funny things to his stomach.

“Oh, aren’t you a sweet talker!” Douma cooed, climbing further up Kokushibou as he wrapped his arms around him. “And here I thought I was the charismatic one! You should come to one of my follower meetings. We’d be the talk of the town!”

“No thanks. I’d likely drive them away with my presence.” Six eyes was a lot to take in…

“What? No way! You’re so handsome!” Douma cooed. When Kokushibou raised an eyebrow, Douma grinned- curling the hands resting against his sides. “You’re incredibly handsome! Look at that chiseled jaw, those high cheekbones, those eyes!” Douma leaned in so they were nose to nose, drinking in the older demon’s wobbly smile. “I wanna swim in them~”

“Ehe! Ehehehehehehe, Doohoohouma, plehahahahhase!” Kokushibou tried capturing his hands, but Douma was far too quick! His long nails made short work pressing through the thick fabric of his robes, sending little shocks of ticklishness up his core. “Ihiiihihiht’s tohoohohohoo cohohohohold!”

“Is it now? Well, I’ll just have to warm you up!” Douma teased, increasing his efforts as he clawed at the other demon’s ribs, earning a series of deep rich chuckles and snickers. “Can’t let you turn into a Koku-sicle, can I? Hehehe~”

“Thahahaht whahahahhas a thhehehehehrrihiihihhible johohohoohohke!”

“You’re laughing though~”

“Shhuuhuhuhuhuhush!” Realizing he wasn’t getting out of this one easily, he changed tactics. Reaching out, he grasped Douma by the waist, pulling him across him and into the snow beside him. With their limbs tangled temporarily it gave him just the opening he needed.

“Whoa! Aren’t you-EEK!” Douma squealed, arching as fingers attacked his hip, sending snow flying with his flailing limbs. “Nohohooohohoho, Kohohoohohokooohohohoho! Aheahhhahhahahah!

“What’s so funny, Douma? Have another joke?” He asked, a teasing tone entering his voice as he brought his hands up to the blonde’s neck, earning a loud squeal. “Don’t be shy- tell me!”

“AHEHAHHAHAAAHHAHAAA!” Douma thrashed beneath him,hands coming up to squeeze his ribs as he struggled to get away. Kokushibou yelped at the touch, giving Douma his own opening for revenge.

It was like they were children, rolling in the snow with one another as they tickled eachother relentlessly. Kokushibou couldn’t remember the last time he felt so…free. So unburdened by duty, so…relaxed.

All things must come to an end. Douma and him laid side by side in the cold snow, hand in hand as they watched the flakes fall around them. They landed on Douma’s face, his hair- he looked like an angel beneath it all.

“Hey.” He whispered, poking Kokushibou’s shoulder gently. “I love you.”

Those three little words; spoken so easily but carrying such an impact it left Kokushibou  a bit stunned. Then he smiled, leaning in and capturing Douma’s lips within his own. They were icy at the touch, but sent warmth spreading from the back of his neck down to the tips of his toes.

“I love you too.”

Maybe the snow wasn't so bad afterall.

Thanks for reading!

#demon slayer #tickle #tickle fic #kokudouma #kokushibou #douma #upper moons #twelve kizuki #fluff #snow day #I'm obsessed with that douma makes snow headcanon #Had to turn it into a whole thing lols

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

Hi hi hello its me again

Same anon from sea-monster reader anatomy

I'm currently lying awake on my bed thinking abt this instead of sleepin, but in one of the posts (first one where you presented the concept i think) u said sea monster reader slowly learned words like thank you and eclipse and all that in worded sentences

If so how did they communicate before that

Was it trial and error like when a cat keeps meowning and you dont know what the heckty heck they want? Did they understand somewhat what each other was saying even without being able to replicate said language? (Like when you can understand English but can't for your life's sake pronounce a single sentence properly [aka me])

Maybe its just the power of love who knows who am i to judge

Anyway that was all im gonna try to sleep now cuz its 4am hope you have a good day/night 🌷

I don't promise to not come up with more questions my bad abt that

HEY I LOVE GETTING QUESTIONS LIKE THIS DONT U EVER NOT SEND THEM

And i think of it a lot like both 'cat meowing but u dont know what they want' AND 'i can understand you but cant make the words' sort of? like Sea Monster Reader could understand Eclipse vaguely enough to get the idea of what he was saying, but could not, for a long time, make the words or figure out which words meant what, and Eclipse would try his best to understand whatever Sea Monster Reader wanted or was talking abt but their language barrier was just too much.

A LOT of it was reading the tone, at the very beginning. Eclipse would use a soft and gentle voice around them, and move slow and careful to show he didn't want to hurt them. If anyone else got too close with too much curiosity, he would use a growling, angry snap to chase them away, sometimes physically forcing them. He was always gentle or soft when he tended to their injuries, which was a lot coming from him, they were like the first person he was ever nice to skfdsdjfhs

Sea monster Reader, on the other hand, communicated a lot through gestures and body language. Sometimes they would try to speak in their own language, but it was obvious Eclipse was like ??? so they only did that when they wanted to say something they didnt really want him to understand. (at least once they would say smthn like "i dont understand why you are being nice to me. a killer doesnt deserve so much kindness" in their own language, knowing he wouldn't be able to understand it at al)

There was a LOT of improv in the beginning, and like can u imagine how surprised Eclipse was when they said his name for th first time,, i love these idiots bumbling their way thru being so different but also very in love,,

#asks #sea monster au #sea monster and pirate #sea monster reader #sea monster y/n #fnaf eclipse x y/n #fnaf eclipse x reader #pirate eclipse #pirate husband #im a sucker for this kind of stuff ok im sorry #idea rambles #fanfic rambles #au lore #bones of a rabbit au #infodump #au infodump

[sixosix]

Sorry to bust down the door again so soon but I have returned! With more thoughts (trademarked)

(Also?? The fact I’m apparently being name dropped in reblogs?? WILD)

Akagi’s art made me go back and reread that specific scene where T!Reader keeps talking about kissing Lyney. (Beautiful art btw <3 I would ask out T!Reader on a date. She has two hands-). And although I didn’t realize it before, it felt like an interesting reversal of the normal interactions with them? Not to mention a couple of Lyney’s responses have me wanting to shake this man and demand his secrets. The magic man can’t hide them forever.

“It would’ve been easier if we hated each other, huh?” He traces his thumb over your lip, looking forlorn. “I wouldn’t have hesitated to protect my status as a Fatuus the moment you came back out of thin air.”

MAGIC MAN I DEMAND YOUR HIDDEN MEANINGS!!! Do you mean as seeing her as a threat? Physically?? Status wise?? Could it be the fact that even if you both hated each other she might still be able to read you like a book? Is it the fact she could have been a threat to Father’s favor of you as heir even if you don’t want it because last you knew, she did?? I know hating each other would have made it easier to dispose of someone who was once family but I can’t land on one solid reasoning behind this sentence. My brain ain’t big enough for this chief.

Lyney slumps against the wall, defeated. “Don’t just say that, Y/N. You can’t go around saying that.”

My heart goes out to this man. I know you talked previously in a different ask about the who knows about who’s feelings, but I don’t think you mentioned lyney’s perspective! Just that it was ours to interpret. So this line made me wonder- does he genuinely think reader doesn’t love him? That he needs to pull every trick in the book and plan 12 steps ahead just to slowly connect with her and have a chance? Because this definitely gave me that feeling. My take after my reread of the scene was that he felt like she was just being impulsive because of the alcohol with no real meaning behind it. He wants it to be real so bad, wants it to have those words be genuine but doesn’t think so. That he wants her to stop saying that because he knows(falsely but shh) that it isn’t true. And also because like Akagi said Furina really do be testing him but again shhhhhh.

Watch me stand at a cork board with red string trying to figure everything out.

(Also- I realized in my attempt to keep my last ask short I left out parts of my explanation of why I thought of the crack theory. Whoops. Maybe I’ll expand on that a different day.)

HI DEADMAN AETHER ANON!! you sent another ask about not signing off but i knew right away it was you LMFAOO

akagis art means SOOO much to me. its like someone looking into my head and drawing it out—its so wild. i cant believe we have a Thawed Artist !!! and the fact that akagi has a version of reader that we are all so in love with … THATS INSANE. we all dropped to our knees when akagi posted that art of drunk thawed!reader

LMFAOOO YOU LOOKING INTO IT. but i think you know what he means already… hihihi… stupid magic man always saying the most cryptic things

i said its up to your interpretation but u caught on what i was trying to imply! lyney didn’t believe a single thing. or a single kiss on his jaw for the matter LMFAOO who could blame him though? the reader he knows would run at the slightest wrong move—imagine how he felt having her all over him, demanding just kiss me, and its only because shes drunk. This poor man. he needs a hug. from a sober reader, preferably.

THE CORK BOARD LMFAOOO honestly, whenever u send me these asks im already imagining that. im imagining the anon pfp with a shirt of a deadman aether pinning red strings all over a corkboard

THANK U FOR STOPPING BY AGAIN ❤️❤️❤️❤️ WE ADORE YOUR ASKS

#i also wanna know about ur thoughts on ur theory! #cant wait for when u expand on it hehe #❤️❤️❤️❤️ MUCH LOVE . THANK U FOR YOUR ASKS AS ALWAYS #606:inbox #606: deadmanaether anon #<3

[pupcuck]

okay hi have my mdlg helena thoughts

she definitely turns her nose up at it the first time you bring it up! like oh my gosh she does not have a poker face when it comes to you. but she sees your upset little face and her immediate reaction is to just fawn over you. “oh, baby. i didn’t mean it like that.” and she just strokes your hair until you can only muster up sniffles.

like helena is the best once she gets used to the idea. it doesn’t take too long, considering you’ve always dressed in a cutesy way and always collected cute bits and bobs. you’ve always been a sweet thing so it’s nothing really new to her, just trying to figure out the ropes of this new dynamic.

but once she’s got it, oh, she’s got it. unlike leon, i think she is a fiend for rules & punishments & what not. she’s so caring and attentive. before all this she was never really interested in learning the names of your stuffies or memorizing your fav san-x characters but now?? knows em all by heart as if she was born with the knowledge.

definitely has a set bed time for you, and i feel she’s more so a non-physical type of punishment type. makes you write lines or sit in time out. you have to really push her buttons for her to smack your butt a couple times

i love her so bad cherry save me from thsi

-🍥

omg.. anon I’m so sorry for my short response but just know this made my day cuz!! I’m so tired n the rest of my inbox is hell rn but i love Helena sm thank u for sending this omg 😭🤍

#inbox 💌 #🍥 anon

[tapejob]

help im from twitter and idk what im doing. how does hockey tumblr work

so you just fled hockeytwt - what now?

hey anon, welcome to hockeyblr! we're imo one of the best communities on tumblr and we're so glad to have you. hopefully you'll enjoy your stay :)

some general tumblr things to note:

as you probably know, tumblr doesn't run on an algorithm

any content depends primarily on what blogs you follow + occasionally what tags you follow (less reliable. your main source will be by blogs)

tags serve mainly as an organizational/content marker, as well as for filtering purposes. tagging #fyp to get your content out there does nothing

to send an ask, click on the button beside the follow/following button on the user's blog - some people rename the 'ask' to some other things, which may make it hard to find

we are the faceless app. pls customize your blog a little so it doesn't look like you're a bot but do not feel pressured to reveal names/face/age/pronouns whatever

once again, the only way content is found is through reblogs. reblog things that u think are neat, no additions required :)

re filtering: you can block terms/tags/content you don't want to see on your dash (e.g. 'tw sexual assault'). here's a better post to explain trigger warning/tagging etiquette

ok onto general hockeyblr:

to follow tags, go into the search bar and type out #[tag] and click the blue follow button on the right. your basic starter pack of tags to follow in hockeyblr: #hockey, #nhl, etc.

but that's lame. and you're probably not gonna get any of the juicy stuff

following your team/the teams you are tangentially interested in and their popular player tags are often a good way to start breaking into the community (e.g. #pittsburgh penguins, #sidney crosby)

follow cool hockeyblr ppl! u can find ppl in your team spheres through the tags i mentioned above. there was also a hockeyblr directory made a while back (og masterlist is down but shoot me a message and i can get you some specific team lists. don't be afraid to ask ppl for recs too)

reblog, like, etc. esp with content creators/gifsets/etc. engagement does the heart good

wtf is liveblogging:

lots of users liveblog and post commentary during games!

you can find these posts in the lb tags, which vary by team and are sort of collectively known (e.g. #pens lb for pittsburgh)

some tags are a little less intuitive: #nyr lb or #rangers lb are both used for the rangers iirc, #bolts lb or #tbl lb have both been used for tampa - feel free to shoot me an ask/msg if you have trouble lol

big events, such as the playoffs, worlds, the all star game, etc may have their own special tags (e.g. #scp lb, #worlds lb, #asg lb, #team germany lb, etc). you'll figure it out as you go! and don't be afraid to ask for clarification

tagging your liveblogs are pretty important since:

it's fun to liveblog with a bunch of people on your silly little gang of guys! helps u find friends to follow, and

people who follow the opposing team might want to filter out your commentary (more info below)

ouch, yikes. i don't want to see that (aka, filtering/blocking)

coming back to filtering, the nice thing abt tumblr is that u can filter out whatever tags/blogs/keywords you don't want to see on your dash

go to your blog settings to live peacefully and with prosperity

you can filter out team tags/liveblogs/players, anything you want. in fact, u are encouraged bc not feeling extreme rage over some picture on the dash of the team that knocked your team out of the scp does the body good

filtered posts don't disappear entirely from the dash (in case u have fomo), but when a blog u follow posts about something in that tag, you will see a blurred post with the tags you filtered, as well as an option to view the post

(looks like this)

some users also have specific tags that they may have created for organizational purposes and to help you block specific content (e.g. #nhl trade rumors are my personal tag for, you guessed it, trade rumors. some ppl don't wanna hear that, so easy tagging for filter)

on that note: filter and move on. don't go into opposing team tags/liveblogs and talk shit or stir up shit. you will be blocked by. a significant amount of people. play nice y'all, it's hockey

rpf/fic

not really my area of expertise on tumblr, but there's a pretty big rpf/fic community on hockeyblr. follow or block as you need!

player relationship tags are a good place to look for content (e.g. #sidgeno, #8771)

use the :readmore: function on tumblr liberally if you're posting fics - full player fics in the player tags can suck to scroll through for an outside user

once again, don't be afraid to reach out and ask for help. best of luck navigating hockeyblr, you're sure to have a blast!

#housekeeping #anonymous #primer

[mrs-hatake]

Hi, I’ve never made a request before, so bear with me 😭 could you write a geto x reader. I am black, I have dark brown eyes, I usually wear my hair down, it comes down to my elbow, I’m 5’5, and I guess what I want is could you write a one-shot where they decide to have dinner and a movie marathon of both their favorite movies. But it’s like the first time that Reader goes over to his house, and Reader is shy and a little bit awkward, and he reassures her that she can make herself at home, and then they cuddle and kiss on the couch 🥰

thank u

genre: fluff.

word count: 1.5 k.

request status: temporarily open.

a/n: hi, anon! thank you so much for entrusting me with your first ever fic request! i hope i was able to achieve what you're looking for 🥰

A shaky exhale escapes through your lips in elegant white swirls, highlighting just how chilly the autumn night is. 

You shake your hands as you bounce your fight, doing deep breathing exercises to soothe your anxiety because tonight is finally the night where you get to come over Suguru’s house for date night. 

It isn’t your first time at his house. Since you’re part of his friend group – which consists of your other friends; Satoru, Shoko and Utahime – you’ve hung out at his place loads of times. But tonight, tonight is different because you will be spending it with Suguru. Alone. Just the two of you. The mere thought of you has your cheeks flushing at what you might be doing. If the ambiance allows it.

Checking your makeup through the tiny compact mirror that You’ve kept inside your cute little round shaped purse, You nod to yourself in satisfaction. The metallic eyeshadow dusting your eyelids makes your brown eyes pop, especially with the soft winged eyeliner. A simple yet impactful look that is sure to send Suguru’s heart fluttering.

You got this!

Is what you think to yourself as you raise your fist to knock on Suguru’s apartment door. 

“Y/N!” Suguru greets you with an enthusiastic call of your name. His eyes roam your figure, pupils dilating at the choice of outfit You’re wearing. The fluffy gray sweater is a size loose on You decide to tuck into your black mini skirt, despite the cool weather Tokyo has been experiencing. But not to worry because you have the fluffiest, knee length socks that are the same shade of black as your skirt.

“Hi, Suguru.” You greet back shyly. Your index finger immediately curls itself on a strand of hair, a habit You have developed in your childhood whenever you’re suddenly shoved into the spotlight.

“You look good.” 

Somehow, you are able to compliment him without word vomiting, especially with how insanely attractive he is looking tonight. Okay, let’s be real. Geto Suguru has always been handsome and his beauty, aside from his intelligence and gentle nature, is what attracted you to him. But Suguru looks dashing even though he’s wearing a simple black sweatshirt and a matching set of sweatpants. Half of his hair is put up in a neat bun.  Geto Suguru is just simply breathtaking. 

Suguru doesn’t say anything but he does beam brighter than the summer sun at your words, that flush of embarrassment returning stronger than before. 

“Come in.” He invites you in.

You nearly trip as You enter his apartment once you notice that he’s checking You out from behind, head tilting in appreciation to your beauty. 

Despite having been in Suguru’s apartment countless times, swooping into his home as if it’s your own, You find yourself freezing in the genkan, uncertain of what to do next. 

Suguru chuckles lightly, “Well, don’t just stand there. Make yourself at home!” 

His warm and gentle smile melts the block of ice warming your feet. Stumbling, you make your way to the living room. You quickly sit on the couch placed against the walls seeing as your legs are jiggly like jelly from the nerves. 

This isn’t your first date with Suguru. Nor is it your second. To be frank, you don’t remember the number of dates you’ve been on with Suguru but as a newly formed couple that hasn’t even put an official label to their relationship yet, this is a big step for the both of you. Perhaps this is why You’re just so nervous. You want the night to end perfectly. Perfect enough to have Suguru asking you to be his girlfriend.

“You’re here right on time. The pizza just got here.”

Lost in your thoughts, the sudden appearance of his husky voice has you jumping in place. 

Cool it, Y/N! Pull yourself together!

“Thanks.” You mutter as You eye him placing two boxes of pizza on the coffee table. Grilled chicken with sweet chili sauce and vegetables with ranch. “Did you decide on which movies we’ll watch?”

Suguru hums at your question as he makes his way to the kitchen to bring back semi frozen plastic bottles of coke, placing them next to your dinner. “I was thinking of Lord of the Rings. Unless you have something else in mind?

Majoring in Japanese Literature, it makes sense that Suguru would pick such a movie. You’ve seen one of them once before when you were younger but you don’t remember much because you fell asleep halfway through.

“Lord of the Rings is good.” You give him a wobbly smile that he returns with his gummy grin, nearly sending you into a cardiac arrest. 

As the both of you settle on the couch, the dim light from the TV screen flickers across your faces, creating a cozy ambiance in the living room.

With a gentle smile on his lips, You can’t help but to steal glances at the man beside you.

Finally, after years from reading and watching trashy romance books, after listening to all of your friends gushing about their first kiss or first make out sessions and how exuberating they were, you’re finally going to experience this yourself. 

Scratch that. 

You’re not going to be filling your wildest fantasy tonight. 

It’s been forty minutes already and the movie is nowhere near its ending. Plus, You’re so nervous about Suguru pulling a move that you only managed to nibble on one slice of pizza. 

So busy worrying about Suguru pulling all the cliche moves in the book, your stomach decided that food is unacceptable lest You want to throw up all over his nice couch and clothes. 

Stealing a glance at your lover, Suguru’s eyes rapidly move from left to right, paying rapid attention to the movie. 

Sighing in disappointment, You rest your chin on your left palm. Knowing that Suguru would probably fire off question after question to attentively listen to your opinions, thoughts twinkling like the stars on a clear night sky – Something You love about Suguru –, Your gaze wanders to the television. 

Hope I don’t fall asleep. 

Not even five minutes of thinking that, your head lulls to sleep, eyes fluttering shut despite the intense scene displayed on the screen. 

However, a slight touch to the tip of your fingers has your jolting awake. Glancing down to your hand that’s resting on the velvety couch, You are surprised to see Suguru’s fingertips touching your own. 

Brown eyes move upwards to where Suguru is sitting. Somehow, during your little moment of gloom, Suguru managed to scoot closer to You as the movie went on. Yet as you look into his handsome face, he’s still watching the movie. 

Maybe it’s all in your head and Suguru has always been sitting close to You but you just simply didn’t notice. 

Taking one last look at the man next to You, You return your attention to the movie. 

A heartbeat later, You sense a shift from next to, the couch dipping deeper. 

Your heart beats with anticipation, yet you refuse to tear your eyes away from the screen. His fingertips barely graze yours again, forcing You to hold your breath. On your next exhale, Suguru dares to inch closer, his touch growing bolder, until he finally feels the soft warmth of your hand against his own.

Warmth encloses You at the close proximity between the both of you, your eyes finally pulling away from the screen to meet  Suguru’s. 

There’s a flutter in your chest, a mixture of excitement and uncertainty. Are you really doing this?

The answer is, yes. You really are doing this as Suguru, with a tender smile, gently clasping your hands, intertwining your fingers. This simple action ignites a spark that you’ve been desperately seeking throughout the night. The heat fills the modest living room space.

Like the first ray of sunshine after a snowy winter, Your shyness melts away, replaced by a growing desire that mirrors Suguru’s own longing. 

Matching the beat of your heart, you both inch closer until your lips hesitantly brush against each other in a sweet and tentative kiss.

Your eyes flutter shut, bones turning into putty as Suguru’s large hands grab your waist to pull you closer, making the kiss grow deeper. His touches are fervent, hungry to taste more of you as his hot and thick tongue slips into your mouth, swallowing your tiny moans. 

Time seems to stand still as you lose yourselves in the intoxicating dance of your lips, their bodies moving closer together until You’re lying on top of him. Suguru’s black hair makes him look like a fallen angel, ethereal yet dangerous. A forbidden fruit that entices you to sin. 

The room is filled with the soft sounds of your heavy breaths. Suguru’s groans send delicious shivers down your spine. Your reaction has him chuckling, has him whisper just how cute you are. 

Neither of you know how long you’ve been making out on the couch, the first movie of the installment ending and the second one playing. 

But what you do know is that you can finally put a label to your relationship and you’re definitely doing this again.

#geto x reader #geto x you #geto x y/n #suguru x reader #suguru x y/n #suguru x you #jjk fic #anonymous request #anon request

[mikobeautifulheart]

Omgg love, im the anon who requested for the gojo, getou, nanami, toji, choso, sukuna ficss, i honestly didnt expect you to respond with soo many postss sorry if thats a lil too muchh. 😭 😭

Jus know that a random anon really appreciates your work. Sending you hugs and kisses xoxo. (Also if ur okay with emoji anons, can i be 🐌?)

Ps: drink waterr

I actually really love request so I was so excited to do yours! I'm glad that you liked my work and all the love ur giving me.

I've literally never heard of emoji anons but correcty me if I'm wrong. AS AND EDUCATED GUESS ig u wanna be referred to as 🐌?? Like 🐌 being ur name while being an anon??? Idk somebody help me out here.

Idk I think I'd be cool anywaysno matter what it is...WHEN I FIGURE IT OUT I'LL TELL YOU.

Anyways love ur request, I eat them for meals. Pleaseeeeee send me moreeeeee.