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reinainaric · 3 months

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HATE THAT I LOVE YOU || part 2.

mean!ryomen sukuna x fem!reader

It's already a part of Sukuna's personality to be mean, always throwing insults at every person he finds annoying here and there. And you were no exception. You ran after him like a lovesick puppy, happily smiling at his rejections, confessing to him multiple times how much you like him, and Sukuna wanted so much to strangle you for your persistence.

But when you stopped showing interest, maybe... just maybe, Sukuna didn't like the sound of it.

contents: sukuna x reader, soft!reader, reader is oblivious to sukuna's insults, mean!sukuna, golden retriever x black cat trope, reader is a happy pill (not to sukuna tho, yet), hurt/slight angst, modern college AU, sukuna is in a band, bassist!sukuna, not proofread, jjk characters in a band, siblings yuji and sukuna

warning: cursing

links: < part 1 > > < part 3 >

Note: This is turning into a series help 😭

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It didn't sit right with Sukuna how you became so quiet throughout their band practice.

Not a word of appreciation. Not one compliment whenever the band finishes a song. On top of that, you wouldn't even look at him.

That pissed him more. He's been glancing at you several times, thinking about how he's supposed to say sorry about what happened, when he himself is not even an apologetic person.

He watched you look at Nanami, looked at Suguru and Choso, even smiled at Yuji at one point. But not to him.

Did it bother Sukuna so much how your eyes looked tired? How your eyes were so red from crying? How your silence was killing him? Two days have already passed since the incident, and you're still crying over it?

It was definitely affecting not just him, but also the whole band. Their own manager, who's always so happy and full of sunshine, was just looking down at her feet, biting her lip as she watched everyone do their thing. Everyone looked at Sukuna like he should do something, and it annoyed him how he knows that he really should, but it wasn't the right time yet.

So when the band finally bid their goodbyes and left the room, he was quick to his feet to close the door, locking the two of you inside.

Your eyes widened as you watched as his back tensed, before he turned to you with fire in his eyes.

"What's wrong with you?"

You gulped at his question.

What is he talking about anyway? What 'wrong' did he mean? Did he mean your behaviour for always being a nuisance with him? Or did he mean it somewhere between the lines of 'what's bothering you'?

You purse your lips, looking away from him in confusion. You couldn't even look at his face. You're just so afraid you'll give in. "What do you mean?"

"Don't act all innocent with me, brat." He spat, taking slow steps towards you, making you walk backwards until you felt your back hit the wall. "You've been silent all day, and everyone seemed to be affected. Stop being a fucking baby."

If you didn't know what he was talking about minutes ago, you definitely knew now. Of course, you're not that dumb to not see how the band had an awkward atmosphere moments ago, but you didn't know that it was because of you.

"I'm sorry-”

You stopped when he held your chin with his fingers, his other hand leaned on the wall behind you, locking you in. "Better keep your mouth shut if you're only going to apologize again. I'm so sick of your sorries."

Your mouth parted to speak, and you swear you saw Sukuna's eyes looking at them before returning back to look at your eyes. Your face started to heat up, and your hands were trembling at your sides.

His face leaned in closer, his breath practically fanning over the skin of your neck. "If it's about what happened, then..." He took a strand of your hair between his fingers, twirling it. "I'm... sorry... princess… Is that… what you wanted to hear?" He said it so slow, and so taunting. Like he was teasing you for your vulnerability.

His thumb brushed your lower lip for a moment, and it made you shiver as he straightened his composure, taking a step backward with a smirk.

"Don't expect me to repeat what I said, brat. I better not see you crying tomorrow."

•

Did his apology make you feel better? It definitely didn't.

But did it mess with your head? Yes, it did.

You were restless the whole night, the scene replaying in your head over and over again. And it's not helping you to move on from Sukuna.

In fact, it only made your feelings worse. When you remember how he got so close to you, his face almost touching yours, it's like your heart was about to burst from your chest.

The next day, you were definitely back to your jolly self though. But the difference? You are avoiding Sukuna now.

As Sukuna pulled up in the school parking lot, his eyes roamed around to look for a certain person who he expected to be waiting for him. But no. You were not there. He thought that maybe you just came in late, but when he saw you at the school corridors, walking right past him, his heart drums on his chest nervously like a wake-up call.

He shouldn't be affected. No, he shouldn't be feeling that strange feeling tugging at his chest. Maybe he just needs a cup of coffee to ease them.

He didn't like this feeling.

Band practice came, and of course, you two are bound to be in the same room. Everyone went in, all feeling better than yesterday to see you back with your usual energy. The mood felt lighter as you conversed with everyone, and still not to him.

As you walked around the room, you felt someone's eyes following you, but you paid it no mind.

•

Why do you always have to see Sukuna in the practice room when everyone still hasn't arrived?

You found Sukuna once again, in his usual spot in the corner of the room. His hands were busy playing his guitar, but stopped when both your eyes darted at each other.

You blinked a few times, before muttering in a low voice, "H-hi."

It was just for formality anyway. Even though you can't look him straight in the eye anymore, you still have to keep some kind of professionalism as the manager of the band.

You sat at a chair on the other side of the room, keeping a wide distance.

Sukuna stared at you, almost piercing a hole in your head as you pulled out your phone to distract yourself.

Usually, Sukuna wouldn't even care if people watch him play with his guitar. However, it was a little different with you now, and he's not able to think straight anymore, so that made him stop doing whatever he was doing.

It was so strange for Sukuna. How you wouldn't even say some nonsense to him, like you usually do.

He wanted to ask, what is really wrong with you this time?

Why aren't you bothering him? You weren't blabbering anymore. You don't wait for him outside school. You don't give him chocolates or any snacks. You don't tell him how much you like him in front of everyone. You don't compliment his talents even though he was just playing a guitar.

The things you used to do, in which you're not doing anymore, was clenching something in his guts.

You weren't trying to get his attention, and he was wanting to get yours.

“Brat.”

It was like an automatic response for you to look, and it almost made him chuckle at your flushed face. It was a nickname that he always called you, insulting you yet you got used to it.

Your face heated up as your back straightened on your seat. “Y-yes?”

Sukuna stared at you long enough, his brows meeting each other. He was trying to read you, but it was already obvious to him how you're putting a wall between you two.

And he didn't really like it.

“Finally given up, huh?”

His tone was sour, like he disapproves of the idea of what he's trying to say.

You only looked at him confused as he didn't care to explain his words any further when his eyes darted back to his guitar, and continued to busy himself.

The silence had never felt so suffocating before until now.

•

The school fest came by quickly, and the band was busy rehearsing backstage.

Sukuna was busy, and so were you as you ordered people around where to place some equipment. It was a public show anyway, the school allowed outsiders since it was their big founding anniversary that they celebrate every year.

Of course, you're not only busying yourself with handling the show, you have to keep the members on track as well.

You were holding bottles of water for the band members in your small hands, since the cafeteria said they ran out of bags, you were forced to carry them in your arms.

As you pushed the door where the members were staying out, a figure was also about to exit, making you crash into his chest.

Almost.

You almost dropped the bottles if the man in front of you didn't hold your waist to steady your body, his body pressing against the bottles in your arms between the two of you just so they wouldn't fall.

You sucked in a breath as you lifted your eyes, meeting Sukuna's.

“Careful.” He whispered. He took the bottles from your hand with ease, opening the door for you as he placed them on the table for everyone to see.

But you couldn't even move in your spot.

You felt some kind of electric shock lingering in your waist, your heart beating rapidly.

•

The school fest ended well with cheers and shouting. Everyone was pleased at the performance, and it was finally time to rest.

You slumped on the couch, while everyone was organising their bags, and placing their guitars on its case.

You were breathing heavily since you've been running around backstage the whole performance, since you had to make sure there were no technical errors happening around.

You were so busy with yourself that you didn't even notice Sukuna taking a seat beside you.

He grabbed one bottle of water, opening it easily, and then, surprisingly, handed it to you.

He didn't even know what he was doing.

You were surprised, and it didn't even look like he was aware of what he did.

With shaky hands, you accepted the water, muttering a small thanks to him as you drank.

But even the water couldn't calm your beating heart.

•

The week ended, and the band decided to go to a bar to party for their successful show. Everyone was there–Nanami, Suguru, Choso, Yuji, and Sukuna–they all gathered at a table drinking some shots when you saw them.

Yuji already looked tipsy, Nanami was watching over everyone while still drinking himself, Suguru was chatting with Choso and Sukuna. You were also feeling the alcohol getting into your system as you talked with Nanami.

“Manager! Let's dance!” Yuji called you. He was smiling from ear to ear, his face red from the alcohol.

“Of course, Yuji.”

Yuji pulled your wrist as you two walked to the dance floor. He was jumping around and moving his body to the rhythm of an upbeat song, and you did the same to synchronise his movements. You both were laughing and talking despite the blaring music that played so loudly. As Yuji kept handing you glasses after glasses of liquor, it was pretty clear that you two were getting drunk already.

You stopped your movements as you held Yuji’s shoulder, shouting closely to his ear. “I'm going to the bathroom!”

Yuji nodded, giving you a two thumbs up, his eyes sparkling because of the lights illuminating the bar.

Believe it or not, Sukuna was watching over the two of you the whole time, the alcohol also clouding his system at one point. He's just lucky that he had a high alcohol tolerance, so he was still sane when he followed your disappearing figure from the crowd.

You stumbled outside the bathroom after you were done. Your throat was burning from all the alcohol you consumed, and your feet were hurting because of the heels you wore after jumping and dancing around like a maniac. You were drunk, and it was so obvious by the way that you walked as you struggled to keep your balance.

You should thank your guardian angels that Sukuna followed you, quickly holding you in place by the waist before you can even face palm on the floor.

“You're drunk,” he grunted, looking down at you.

You mumbled incoherent words, your hands touched his wrist that was touching your waist. His body was pressed against you as you tried to keep standing on your feet, but you were feeling weak. There was a radiating sensual heat between you, and it was making your cheeks heat up.

“Sukuna…” Your words were slurred, and even sounded sleepy. “Sukuna… why are there… two Sukuna in my eyes?”

Sukuna's gripped on you tighten, knowing how much you've gotten pretty drunk, he was pretty sure you wouldn't be able to get home properly in this state.

“Come on,” he held your arms, steadying you. “I should take you home.”

“But the party's not over–”

“Shut up."

You frowned, letting yourself be pulled by Sukuna as he led you out of the bar. With one hand, he quickly got his keys from his pocket and clicked something in it as you two walked at the quiet parking lot. The car made a sound, and you two walked towards his car, with you almost tripping on your feet.

“‘Kuna…” You whined softly, your hands pulling him to stop. “W-where are you… hic… t-taking me?”

“Shut up and just stay still, would ya?” He hissed as he pushed your back against his car.

Your vision was blurry, but you still somehow saw Sukuna knelt down in front of you as his hands grazed your ankle. Your eyes are half-closed as you feel Sukuna taking the straps off of your heels, lifting your feet up to take off your heels on both your feet.

You breathed heavily as he stood up, your head tilting to the side as you stared up at him. “What are you doing to me…” You whispered, lips pouting.

He raised an eyebrow, his one hand was carrying your heels and the other was placed on your waist. “Get in the car. Now.”

You faked a gasped, head falling on his chest. “Why are you always so mean to me?” You slurred, your weak fists punching his chest.

Sukuna took a heavy breath as he caught your fists in his hands, unclasping them, and then lifting your chin up with the same hand that was holding yours. “You're such a pain in the ass, you know that?”

Your lips pouted even more as you stole your hand from his grasp, and then poking his cheek with your pointer finger. “Ha! You're the one who's always stubborn! I don't like you! No, no… I don't like you! You're bad!” You poked his cheek after each word.

Sukuna's jaw clenched as he caught your wrist once again. He leaned in closer, making you move your head backward,

“You don't like me anymore, doll?” He chuckled devilishly.

“Yes… n-no… yes…”

Sukuna's grin grew wider as he watched your drunk and fragile state. You looked so small beneath him he could crush you so easily. And it fascinates him, entertains him even as he sees another side of you that looked so weak for him.

He let out a hum, his face a few inches from your ear. "Should I change that?"

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So... come back for part 3!

• Part 1

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strawberries-and-summer-days · 17 days

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DATING PERCY JACKSON HC'S

paring: percy jackson x athena!fem!reader

warnings: swearing

a/n: this is my first time doing hc's so i decided to get it out of the way! (its scary cause like i don't wanna disappoint 😭) so if you have any tips or anything lemme know!!

you and percy are like the it couple of camp

like seriously when you two finally (key word being finally) got together the entire camp was rejoicing that you two idiots finally admitted your feelings

you were the two most oblivious people on the planet (percy mostly)

but now you're together its no longer stealing glances in secret but openly gazing at the other and getting distracted in the middle of sparring *cough* percy *cough*

its stealing kisses in between activities

curling up in bed with stolen snacks from the camp store and books

BOOKS

percy's battle against your love for your book boyfriends is a constant war...

and when he introduced you to sally via iris message sally LOVED you on sight

you basically spent the entire time talking to her trash talking percy

percy who had a scowl on his face the entire time

you guys are iconic

if the campers were asked to think of their fav couple in the modern world they'd instantly think of you two

percy and y/n, y/n and percy, you're a package deal

you're like the mom and dad of camp honestly

whenever you fight (which isn't often) the campers whisper to each other "mommy and daddy are fighting again"

the campers knowing smirks whenever they see you both leaving a cabin flustered and dishevelled after making out do

ABOSLUTELY NOTHING to stop you both

percy offers to bring you home for christmas knowing your history with a non-existent family

you had excitedly thrown yourself into his arms squealing "yes!"

you had been a ball of nerves for the last few days of camp

when percy brought you home for the holidays you were ecstatic

so was he really

percy being the lovesick puppy he is, basically just followed you around where ever you wanted to go

that included nearly all the bookstores in the area.

you had happily strolled through the store and passing percy every book you wanted saying

"omigoshpercy! look at this cover!" and then scurrying over to the next book "i've been wanting this one forever!"

percy has a shit eating grin on his face the entire time

he's just happy you're happy

sally was overjoyed when you arrived whipping you into a flurry of warm hugs and smiles

you'd honestly never felt more at home

one night you and percy are curled up on the couch under a blanket reading a book with percy muttering how he was clearly much better than this dumbass

who both stay that way for a while, percy occasionally placing kisses on your temple.

that is the night you first say i love you.

when you say it out loud percy's eyes widen and he flips around so he's facing you

"I love you."

now you've never felt more at home

percy thinks of you as a literal goddess

he worships the ground you walk on

and when you said i love you, that practically just cements his obsession with you

when sally walked in on you two to offer you some dinner she smiles when she sees you asleep on percy's shoulder, percy mouths

"what?" so he doesn't wake you up.

"you really like her, don't you?"

percy nods staring adoringly at you. "yeah i kinda do."

a/n pt2: i actually had so much fun making these so let me know if you'd ever want more hc's!!

#percy jackson x reader #percy jackson x you #pjo x reader #percy x reader #percy jackson #pjo #emma writes ₊˚⊹⋆

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mo0nfairy · 1 year

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Ughhhh I neeeeeed part 3 of our guard puppy leon😭😭😭

That was so so good.

Like are you an angel??? How can you write so beautifully??

part 1. part 2. part 4.

tw :: re4 spoilers, obsessive!leon, yandere!leon, guns, explosions, being knocked out, parasites, some obsessive!ashley too.

⸺ eeeek !! ur too sweet! i've been having lots and lots of thoughts about this batshit-insane puppy dog. so, ask and you shall receive ~~

through trial and error (and leon's incessant suggestions to just go home together. you disagree with his suggestion and he can never say no to you, after all), you find ashley hiding in the church. and the immediate liking she takes to you is bridging on the cusp of creepy. what's even creepier is your guard-dog's reaction to such. you appreciate the sweetness the two have for you and how it helps keep you afloat in this absolute hellhole, but something still stalks in the back of your head...

you can't trust leon. you have no idea why, but with every ledge he helps you over or with every drop he catches you from, there is that looming shadow that lurks within you. it's a sense of dread that hangs heavy in your stomach, almost like hanging over the hill of a rollercoaster. there's alarms that blare whenever he gets too close, all that seem to be warning you to get as far away from this man as you can. and for why, you cannot tell. he is kind-hearted, brave, and has saved you from practically every abomination known on planet earth. so, why don't you trust him?

maybe it's the look in his eye. how his gaze for you is practically seeping with sunshine, but whenever he looks at the squeaky mouse on your hip, there's an uncanny shift towards something much darker. (ashley breathes within a mile radius of you and leon literally becomes the gif ^^). his perceptible distaste towards her goes further than his expressive eyes, unfortunately. it's "accidentally" dropping her when she jumps from the ledge, stifling a laugh at her pain only to immediately go red with rage when you help her from the ground. "falling over" and nearly knocking ashley head-first off a ledge; tending to a splinter you got while she tries to avoid being kidnapped by literally 73 los ganados.

ashley's dislike towards the man her father sent to retrieve her is perceptible, too. and her liking to you is even more evident. she'll cower in your embrace when leon shoots his gun a little too close to her ear, smirking at him over your shoulder when she sees how enraged it makes him. she'll interlock your fingers with hers due to being “afraid,” outright refusing to let go from thereon out; she'll ramble about her awesome life as the president's daughter, how astonishing she finds you to be, and how many riches she has (and how she can provide for you *cough, cough*). it's all so bewildering — you have all somehow managed to survive countless near-death experiences and yet, both of them are nothing but daisies and rainbows when your attention is on them.

most importantly, it is so fucking overwhelming. you wonder if their suffocating clinginess is the worst thing you'll actually face in this hellhole.

you're so caught up in avoiding the affections of these two and surviving in the process, you almost completely forget about your memory loss. you have history with this man, whomever he may be. and during trips to the merchant and the shooting range, you think he'll enlighten you on these forgotten pieces while you take a second to breathe. but, he never does. he either glares daggers into the girl at your hip or thoroughly checks your body for wounds you fruitlessly assure him don't exist. so, you guess you only have yourself and your goldfish-like memory to rely on.

all you can remember is his sweet soul, baby-face, and, rather, unconventional displays of affection. and you assume that this is how far the iceberg goes. just you and this lovesick boy in raccoon city. together. but oh, how wrong you were.

the three of you later find yourselves in the amber storeroom. you trace your fingers upon the crevices of the large hunk of amber in front of you, watching in disgust as the parasites within squirm like dying cockroaches. the topic of escaping this nightmare soon arose. you want to make it to luis' laboratory for the purpose of curing ashley of her infection, despite having to separate for a short period of time to retrieve the proper materials. leon just wants to get himself and you out of here, to where you'll live happily ever after in each other's arms.

"it's not too to turn back, you know. if we make it to the lab, we can save ashley, leon. we'll only have to seperate for a second, it's no biggie!" your suggestion falls on deaf ears, much to your dismay.

"not a chance. you're stuck with me to the end." you feel your heart drop at leon's response. the saying unlocks something within you, something you knew you never wanted to come out. it hits you like a train; dread permeates your entire being. you're stuck with me to the end.

an unfamiliar voice then fills the room. before you even have a picosecond to process the additional presence and leon's previous statement, you feel his hand on your arm, to where you're then swung behind him. you see the saddler from your stance over leon's shoulder, giving his whole villain monologue. you managed to derive only one piece on information from the cloaked creature before you: we are all fucked.

black veins travel up the neck of the blonde in front of you. he then falls to his knees, gun clattering onto the floor. ink-black strings spread upon ashley's face, the white of her eyes morphing into a sinister red. the color stiffly frames the green hue of her irises. sobs rack through her body; you hear a whimper of your name escape her mouth. an unseen force causes her to bend down and grasp hold of the gun, the atmosphere overwhelmingly intense. and as if she were a doll, the force pushes each foot in front of the other. closer to you.

you take a cautious step away from her, only to feel your back hit a surface. you turn to meet the chest of someone adorned head-to-toe in white cloth, ragged ropes tied around their waist and neck. their purple, ghastly hand the clutches onto your wrist like a lifeline, the pain causing you to hiss in response. you try and pull away with all of your might, but their inhuman abilities overpower your own. before your bones can crack beneath the sheer force of their strength, a gunshot permeates. your ears ring, thus using your eyes to identify the sudden intrusion of sound. the figure before you is now adorned in blood as it cascades down their once-white cloak. ashley persevered and fought through the infection seeping through her veins to save your life, but you’re too busy staring at the scene before you to realize.

"no... please! please, don't make me!" the force of the saddler returns, however. and the devastated voice of ashley only comes out in a quiet hum, with your hearing still disoriented from the gunshot.

this leaves you here, where you never thought you'd be. while you're gaze is locked on the body ashley brutalized, you're taken by surprise when you feel your body whipped around completely. her arm snakes around your neck as if you were prey, the other pressing the cold surface of the gun's barrel to your temple. you thrash and fight, but your efforts are merely pathetic in comparison to her newly supernatural power.

"we don't need another foolish lamb in our way. sweet child, do not resist!" his voice feels like a chill traveling up your spine. faint and ghostly, but all-too terrifying in the same breath.

you can feel ashley cry in your ear, begging the monster in front of you to let you both go. closing your eyes, you pray to whatever almighty being truly exists that you'll soon wake up back in your bed. then, you'll enjoy your breakfast and pantomime to your cat about the insane dream you just had. but, ashley's hyperventilated breaths still fan against your face and her grasp on you is still air-tight. as much as you wish it wasn't, this is your reality. and, inevitably, you will most likely die in the embrace of the girl you fought tooth-and-nail to save.

leon still clenches his body in agony; his gaze remaining locked to the ground beneath him. his attempts to fight against the pain with every sliver of strength in his body were futile. but, in a flare of clarity, leon is fortunately able to overcome the immense pain momentarily. his blue eyes, wide as dinner plates, frantically search around for you. and the scene he finds behind him causes his heart to sink into oblivion.

"no!" the sheer anguish in his cry is enough to grasp the attention of every presence in the room. 6 years. 6 years. he has been waiting over 2,190 miserable days to be with you. and as i stated before, like hell will he let you slip from his grasp again.

leon scrambles to his feet. but, before he can bring you into his tenacious embrace, kill everything that moves, and vow to never ever let anything like this happen to you ever again, that same force stops him within his stance. his hands halt inches from your face, so, so close, as he desperately reaches out to you. leon fights and resists, despite the agony swimming in his black-colored veins from doing such. he must get to you, no matter how much pain and suffering he must endure.

you are everything he could ever need; you are the very definition of his existence. his sobs rival those of someone overcome with grief and he is terrified of the fact that it may be him momentarily. so close to happiness, but now all alone. once again and forevermore. you can only watch in trepidation as he shakes with pure terror, muffled cries of "take me instead" and "please, anyone but them!" escaping through clenched teeth.

with the faint click of ashley's dainty finger, she pulls on the trigger. there is nothing.

silence hits the room like a tsunami. you're alive, but you don't dare let yourself hope. waiting for the other shoe to drop, it never falls. ashley's grip on you relaxes, to where you rip her arms off of you and practically throw yourself across the room. anywhere far from the insanity caused by this horrid infection. the two people you survived hell with are still under the trance, however. miserable cries protruding through the quiet; bodies shivering like someone who has been thrown into a winter lake. their eyes peer to their side, desperate to move their heads to look at you and ensure your safety.

you're still attempting to process what had just occured when you suddenly hear rumbling echoing in the distance. something soars through the sky, landing right at the feet of the saddler and his minions. chaos pervades as an explosion waves through the room, causing every piece of matter to ascend into the air, including yourself. you’re flung into the wind, where you then land harshly against the unforgiving ground. you cough into your arm in an attempt to rid your body of the smoke satiating your lungs.

"sorry, bad traffic! one combat chopper, compliments of hunnigan!" you hear the eccentric voice, the mention of hunnigan, the whirring of a helicopter and finally smile to yourself for the first time in what feels like years. help! it’s finally here!

a substance trickles down your forehead and down the expanse of your face. you bring your fingers to your skin, only to find the digits to be adorned with warm blood. following the trace, you soon realize during the pandemonium of the eruption, something had hit you square in the skull. fuck.

you hear a shout of your name before everything goes dark.

#resident evil 4 #re4 #re4 remake #resident evil #leon kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy imagine #yandere leon kennedy #ashley graham #ashley graham x reader #ashley graham imagine #yandere ashley graham #yandere resident evil #yandere #gn reader #gender neutral reader #venus’ brain #moonfairy

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normspellsman · 1 year

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A Kiss, Perhaps

pairing: spider socorro x fem!human!reader

genre: fluff

word count: 4.4k+ (😳)

warning(s): just spider + reader being cute idiots in love, spider actually being a lovesick puppy that happily follows you wherever you go, subtle brains x brawn dynamic, the tiniest hint of suggestive content (?), first kiss trope, slightest mention of making out, & getting caught (oop-)

taglist: @aonungsmate @universal-s1ut @thatonegirlwiththebeanie367 @optimisticblazetrash @arminsgfloll @amortencjja @dearstell @liyahsocorro @chshshhshshshshshshs @goodiesinthecloset21 @sweetirilly @blushhpeachh @iwannahaveaprettyaesthetic

word bank: ikran — winged creatures used for flying + hunting

note: set before the events of atwow! i keep overdoing myself with these 4k+ fics 😭 but anything for you guys <3 there’s nearly not enough spider fics on this app. give my boy some love T-T! also, tumblr’s being weird & not letting me tag some people on the posts so i’ll try to tag those with a line through their user in the comments.

You loved spending time outside in the forests of Pandora, soaking in everything you saw. You spent more time out of the lab than in it most days.

Spider even joined you at times, trailing behind you like a lost puppy. You probably knew the forest better than the boy, even with his frequent associations with the Sully children. You practically never left the beautiful scenery and spent too many hours exploring every little thing you could. So, he found it best to follow your lead whenever he tagged along on your journeys.

Norm liked to say that you were a lot like Grace Augustine in some ways. Always wanting to analyze and study every single plant you came into contact with. Always too caught up in admiring the beauty and wonder that Pandora provided. Of course you never met the woman but you saw plenty of her video recordings with Kiri and on your alone time. You could say that the two of you had similarities but none that were too significant.

You knew almost every inch of forestry on the moon-planet. Almost.

There was this one place that Spider had stumbled upon many years ago after running around with Lo’ak. It was his little hideout spot whenever he needed time to himself or wanted a break from things. He didn’t think about sharing it with anyone else until you mentioned how bored you were one night, complaining about how you practically seen every inch of the forest and that there was nothing else to see. You loved everything you saw on Pandora but missed the first time admiration one held whenever they saw something they had never seen before.

Spider wasn’t exactly sure if you had already scoped out his little getaway spot but nonetheless, he still wanted to share it with you.

“I don’t think you’ve been to this place though,” Spider speaks up one day, pulling your attention away from whatever you were studying underneath the microscope.

The teen also often offered his company to you whenever you were in the lab doing whatever scientists did. He liked spending time with you, even if you were too caught up in doing sciencey stuff that he had absolutely no clue about.

“What do you mean?” You asked, eyebrows furrowed together in confusion.

A shit eating grin stretched itself onto Spider’s lips. Good, he thought, she doesn’t know what I’m talking about.

“You said that you’ve seen every inch of the forest,” he replied, twirling a pipette in between his calloused fingers, “but, I’m sure you haven’t seen my hideout.”.

Curiosity sparkled in your eyes, back straightening in attention.

“What does it look like?” You asked, genuinely excited about the secret place Spider had kept from you for whoever knows how long.

Spider had you right where he wanted you. Like a prey in his web. There was no way that he was going to give you any details of what it looked like. Where’s the fun in that? He wanted to see the pure, genuine look of amazement on your face when you finally saw the place he was talking about.

“Nuh uh,” Spider tsked, poking your cheek with the pipette, “I am not falling for that. You’ll just have to wait and see tomorrow,” he finished, face inching closer to yours.

Your eyes rolled in annoyance, not pleased with Spider's answer. You at least wanted to know where the spot was or what some of its features looked like, it would help that anxious-excitement feeling that always crawled its way into your stomach whenever you discovered something new.

“Wherever you’re taking me better not be somewhere where I have to climb,” you retorted, slightly pushing back his head with your hand, him snorting in response.

“It’s not that bad. Besides,” he replies, “I can always carry you up there.”.

Spider was ridiculously strong for a human boy his age. The first time you realized it, your stomach twisted in knots. The two of you were play fighting in your early teens when the male managed to pin you down with just one arm, the other slithering in between your bodies as he tickled your stomach. It was in that brief moment that you realized how different and quickly Spider was changing, thanks to puberty.

Just the thought of Spider carrying you up to wherever he had in mind without even breaking a sweat made butterflies erupt in your stomach. You began to wonder how his toned arms would feel around your body or how his tense back would feel against your front as it flexed due to his climbing. (Your mouth began to water a little at the thought. Oh how you wished he would just pull you into his embrace and hold you so you could feel the flexing of his muscles as he did so.)

You quickly scoffed the thought away, shaking your head at the dirty blondes' response. He very obviously took pride in his strength and the fact that he could most definitely carry you anywhere without much difficulty.

“Sure you could, Spider,” you added, your eyes squinting a little at the boy in front of you, unplugging and turning off the microscope you were using.

Spider smirked at your response, tossing the pipette to the side as he saw that you were getting ready to clean up, signaling that you were done for the day and we’re going to head off to bed.

“Night, beautiful,” Spider whispered, ruffling your hair a bit before he turned and left the lab you were occupying.

“G’night,” you replied, pink dusting your cheeks in reaction to the nickname he gave you early on into your friendship.

He always called you that. Max had explained to him what the word meant when he overheard Jake call Neytiri that when he was only a child, wondering what it meant. Max told him that he should only ever mean it whenever he called someone it. So he did. You were the only one he called beautiful and probably would be the only one he ever called that and truly meant it.

“Tomorrow, three hours before eclipse,” Spider quickly added, heading peaking through the door of the lab, a smile on his face as he voiced the time he planned on taking you out.

You only hummed out in acknowledgment, shooing him away as you focused on your task of cleaning up your area of the lab.

You really couldn’t wait for tomorrow.

———

“Hurry up, you’re going to make us late,” Spider whined out, sprawled out on your freshly made bed, a ball of yarn in his hands as he tossed it up and down towards the ceiling.

You rolled your eyes at the boy, annoyed at his words. It wasn’t like there was someone else waiting for you at the spot he wanted to take you to.

“We are fine, Spider,” you scoffed out, finishing tying up your shoelaces together besides the teens head as your body was in a seated position. Your hand briefly reached out towards Spider’s knotted locs, messing with them a little before he turned his head to teasingly nip at you, teeth not making contact with your skin. You squealed in response, hurriedly pulling back your hand in order to avoid the boy's sharp teeth.

Spider barked out a laugh at your response, tossing the ball of yarn to the side, softly landing on the floor with a dull thud. Another thing he loved, messing with you. He took great joy in doing it and seeing your reaction.

“Yeah well, the faster you finish getting ready, the faster we’ll be at my spot,” he retorted, pushing himself up to a sitting position, a bored look on his face as he looked at you.

Spider had only been in your room for around fifteen minutes, barging in when you just finished braiding your hair yelling about how long you were taking and how by the time you were done, it’d be sunrise already. He was all ready to go and had been waiting for you for almost thirty minutes before coming into your room unannounced. He usually did, which caused you to throw whatever was closest to you at him, demanding him to get out. You got used to it over the years but still, you needed privacy and sometimes, you felt like you rarely had that around Spider due to his spontaneous barging into your room. You gained the ability to change out of and into your clothes incredibly fast, almost always narrowly missing flashing Spider.

“Okay, okay, I’m all ready,” you responded, hands going up in surrender as you stood up from your spot on the bed, dusting off the back of your thighs and the front of your shorts.

Spider groaned out in relief, hopping off the bed and grabbing your packed bag that was placed by the doorframe, throwing it over his shoulder before grabbing your hand and rushing you out in excitement.

“You’re gonna love it, I swear!”.

———

The both of you had arrived and climbed up to the place Spider had wanted to take you to in an hour and a half. The sun was just at eclipse when you arrived. Spider didn’t hesitate to crouch down a little so you could jump onto his back, legs and arms tightly around his neck and waist before he began the ascent up.

“We’re here,” Spider whispered, slightly out of breath from the exercise. He tapped your thigh twice, signaling that it was safe for you to let go.

The first thing you saw were vines. Lots of them. It covered almost every inch of solid rock, clinging across the surface until your eyes landed on a small opening, the vines dangling over it as the twine and its leaves cloaked the opening. No wonder you never knew of this place. Regardless of it being too high up for you alone to climb, it was very well hidden by the green vines.

It seemed like it was a cave, from what you could see. Peeking past some of the small openings in between the vines, you couldn’t see much light through the gaps. It seemed to be pretty dark and the only light that was getting through was the sunlight that managed to squeeze between the vines.

“You excited?” Spider asked, anxiety settling itself in his stomach. He wanted you to like his secret spot. It was special to him. He didn’t even tell Lo’ak about it and he tells the Na’vi boy practically everything.

“Very,” you replied back, eyes still glued on the intricate weaving of the vines. You tried to imagine what was behind the plant's structure, excitement setting in.

You liked finding new things but this felt different. More personal. Spider told his loved ones almost everything, so you were genuinely surprised when he brought up the fact that he had a secret hideout. And knowing that you were probably the only other person to see and know about this place made it even more special and personal.

“C’mon,” Spider whispered, taking your hand in his as he gently pulled you inside, pushing the vines to the side to make room for the both of you to get through.

It was dark at first, the numerous vines making a dull thud sound as they fell back into place once Spider let them go. But then, small blue dots of light appeared, scattered across the walls and ceiling of the cave, lighting up the space in its dim light. The longer you two walked, the more brighter it seemed to get. The biolomenscient dots got dimmer and dimmer the further you and Spider went, the warm glow of the sunset replacing it.

Another opening made its way into your line of sight, giving you the perfect view of the eclipse and more.

“Holy shit,” you whispered out, hand still grasping Spiders.

The sight before you was absolutely breathtaking. Ikran flew across the setting sun, shrieking in delight as they dipped and dived. The floating mountains were scattered across the sky, thick and large vines connecting them to each other so they didn't drift too far from another. The vibrant colors the setting sun emitted settled across the horizon and danced across the tops of the trees beneath the cliff you and Spider were currently standing on.

Spider smiled at your response, warmth spreading across his body as he came to the conclusion that you were enjoying the sight before you. He felt nervous before, not wanting you to not like where he was taking you. But now, he felt so happy. Happy that you were awestruck and couldn’t tear your eyes off of everything in front of you.

“Like it?” He asked, hand squeezing yours to catch your attention.

“Like it?” You replied, eyes still darting across the beautiful scenery in front of you, “I love it! How come you didn’t take me here earlier?” You pouted at the end.

The boy only chuckled in response. To be honest, he considered this place to be his. Like a little secret. He wasn’t planning on sharing it with anyone. But the more he thought about it and visited the small cave slash cliff hideout, the more he wondered what it’d be like to share this place with you. He was over the moon when you agreed to tag along last night. This was no longer going to be just his spot but the both of yours.

Spider slightly tugged on your hand, guiding you to follow his actions in sitting down, legs dangling over the cliffs edge.

“It’s so beautiful,” you commented, settling yourself next to Spider, hands still intertwined.

The human boy hummed in response, eyes never leaving the side of your face. The setting suns colorful rays reflected off the glass of your mask, highlighting your bright eyes as you continued to gawk at the gorgeous sight in front of you.

To Spider, your beauty could never compare to what was in front of him. He had seen this kind of sunset millions of times before but he always found himself thinking of you whenever he gazed at the eclipse and the colorful horizon. You were truly one of a kind. He always felt special whenever you graced him with your presence. His eyes never left your face whenever the two of you hung out, oftentimes running into things on accident which made me even more flustered once your laugh reached his ears. If he were in a Na’vi body, his tail would be swaying furiously back and forth like a dog excited to see their owner whenever his eyes settled on your figure. You always had a special place in his heart. Which makes this moment even more special.

“Hmm, just like you, beautiful,” he whispered back, nudging your shoulder with his.

A wide toothed smile made its way across your lips, a giggle escaping them as you shook your head at the boy. “Cheesy,” you replied, eyes finally tearing away from the sunset and settling on Spider.

Your breath hitched in your throat when you realized how close the two of you were. Your shoulders were touching and your clasped hands were in Spider's lap, his thumb rubbing the back of your hand. If it weren’t for the masks you had to wear, you most likely would be able to feel each other's breath. Just the thought gave you slight goosebumps.

“Sappy,” Spider agreed, laughing in response to your previous statement. He tended to be overly romantic whenever around you. Albeit he never outwardly voiced his thoughts, he still thought them. You only got a glimpse or two of that side of him, it only being during whenever the two of you were joking around or he was trying to bring your spirits up on a particularly hard day. It never failed to make you feel better or laugh in response.

Your eyes were stuck on Spider's face, glancing from his eyes, to his nose down to his lips, and then back up to his eyes. He was probably the prettiest human boy you’d ever seen, and the only one you’d seen.

“Want to know how I stumbled across this place?” He asked, cheeks reddening at your intense stare.

“Please,” you responded, shifting a bit to face more towards the boy, hands still tightly interlocked.

Spider brightly smiled before starting, glad to be finally sharing this, his place with you.

———

You had stayed out way past curfew, too caught up in the beauty of Pandora to realize just how late you and Spider stayed out.

He had you put yourself on his back again on the way down, your hands returning to grip his shoulders as your legs tightly wrapped around his waist. You found yourself thinking about his muscles and his strength again, making yourself blush at every thought. The fact that you were so tightly pressed up against him and could feel his back muscles twitch and flex as he climbed down didn’t help, at all.

But he too was blushing. There have only been a handful of times where the both of you were in a position like this, so close together. Most of them were when you were children and still needed the comfort of someone else to sleep, Norm often finding the two of you entangled together as you softly snored away in your deep slumber. The other time being when you had a tickle fight and he pinned both of your hands above your head and tortured you with his swift fingers against the sensitive skin of your stomach. Spider almost kissed you that day, if it weren’t for Max’s interruption, telling Spider that Lo’ak was there for him. And the other time being now. It had been so long since he had you this close. Of course you two hugged and had sleepovers whenever you were bored, but even then, you never had your body that close to his and vice versa. Spider could feel the beat of your rapid heart against his back, smirking at how fast it was pumping.

It was nice to have you this close to his body. Especially in this circumstance. He felt like he was protecting you, in a way at least. Spider knew that you didn’t have the type of training he did regarding exploring the expanse of Pandora’s forests. You mostly explored on your own and kept to the forest floor whereas Spider leapt from tree to tree with Lo’ak and climbed whatever he could. And regarding this fact, he knew that you wouldn’t be able to pull yourself up to climb all the way to where he wanted to take you as well as back down. So this was the least he could do. Have you cling to his back as he descended back down to the mossy ground.

The minute your feet touched the floor, you took off sprinting, shouting at Spider to race you back to the lab. Poor boy barely had any time to process it, standing there in shock for a few seconds before quickly following after you, catching up to your figure within minutes.

The boy beat you to the lab even with your head start.

“No fair!” You whined out, huffing and puffing from your sprinting. Damn, you thought to yourself, and to think Spider does this everyday.

“Hmm, sucks to suck I guess,” Spider teased, patting your head as you stood there with your hands on your knees trying to catch your breath. Your mask began to fog up from your ragged breathing.

You playfully slapped Spider’s hand away as you both walked up the stairs to the lab, the boy holding the door open for you as you walked through.

Once the door shut, a hissing sound reached your ears, signaling that the filter was forcing out the Pandora air and replacing it with the air you and the other humans needed to breathe. When the small light above the second door turned green, you quickly discarded your mask and pushed through the secondary door.

“That was so much fun!” You exclaimed, wide smile on your lips as you turned back towards Spider, watching him place both of your masks back onto the small rack they usually reside on.

Warmth spread throughout Spider’s chest at your exclamation, proud that he was able to make you this happy from simply sharing his hideout with you. “I’m glad you had fun,” he replied, a gummy smile spreading onto his lips.

“Thank you so much for taking me! I really enjoyed tonight,” you continued, same smile still plastered on your face.

You felt grateful that Spider wanted to share a place he had found and kept to himself for a while with you. It made you feel special. Really special. You wanted to do something for him that showed your gratefulness. But your mind kept drawing blanks the more you thought about it. It had to be a grand gesture that showed him just how much you appreciated tonight as well as him in general.

Silence settled itself between the two of you, it resting comfortably in the air. Seconds had passed from the last time you spoke, eyes darting around Spider’s painted striped skin, the paint fading from the days excursions. As your eyes settled back onto his face, you realized that he was staring at your lips.

A lightbulb went off in your head. Yes, a kiss would work.

“I am very grateful that you decided to share your hideout with me. I feel honored,” you began, taking a step closer to the boy in front of you, “Is there anything I could do to show my appreciation?”.

Spider gulped at your question, one thing coming to mind. But, the boy only shook his head and shrugged. “It’s alright. I’m just happy to have spent tonight with you,” he replied.

Sappy motherfucker, you laughed to yourself, feeling yourself melt at how sweet Spider was being. You knew that he’d never force you to do anything that you didn’t want to do. Another thing that you loved about him. (Right after his face and muscles, of course.)

You hummed in response, inching closer as you did so. You could practically hear how fast Spider’s heart was beating against his chest, making you slightly smile at how you might be the cause of it.

“I think I have something in mind,” you trailed, straining your neck a bit to look up at the boy as you finally stood chest to chest. A few strands of Spider’s locs fell in front of his face and dangled besides yours, hand going out to tuck it behind one of his ears. The boys knees almost gave out at the movement, stomach twisting in knots and skin beginning to tingle from your gentle graze.

“And w-what could that b-be?” He stuttered, dark blush covering his cheeks. He felt his heart beat even faster as the seconds ticked by, if that was possible.

You smiled up at Spider, right hand coming to gently take his left one. “A kiss, perhaps?” You asked, not expecting him to agree right away.

“You…you w-want to…to k-kiss me?” He shakingly asked, the hand in yours intertwining his fingers between yours. He couldn’t believe that this was actually happening. That you suggested that you both kiss. He’s dreamt of kissing you ever since he saw the couple down his hall kiss when he was younger, Max yet again had to explain the action to him. Ever since he knew that he liked you. Since he knew that you’d be the only one for him as long as he breathed.

You nodded at his question, eyes falling from his eyes to his lips and back to his eyes. You also dreamt of kissing the boy. You wanted to ever since you saw an Earth movie from the twenty-first century where the two protagonists were lovers. You wanted to experience everything that the two lovers in the movies experienced with Spider. It was something you often caught yourself daydreaming about when you had nothing else better to do.

At your confirmation, Spider gently and delicately cupped your face in his warm and bigger hands, bringing you closer to his lips. There was a sliver of space between your lips and his, the teen boy waiting for something. Spider’s eyes searched yours for hesitancy and when he saw none and received another nod of your head, he pressed his plump lips against yours.

Your left hand went up to his waist to steady yourself, knees nearly giving out on the spot as your brain realized that this was actually happening.

Warmth was the only thing you felt from the kiss as well as adoration and care. You thought the whole fireworks thing was a bit silly whenever a character in a movie talked about it. But this, this was so much better than fireworks. You could feel how much Spider loved and cared for you through a single kiss. Could feel how nervous you made him through his shaky hands and rapid heartbeat. It was much better than fireworks. You felt loved and cared for through your shared kiss. You only hoped that Spider could feel the same things you did from the kiss as well.

The two of you stood there for who knows how long, kissing and pecking each others lips. You only broke away from the kiss two times to inhale more oxygen before you passed out. Spider meanwhile kissed all over your face as you did so, placing gentle kisses against your cheeks, nose, forehead, and chin before slotting his lips against yours again once you filled your lungs with sweet oxygen.

A loud cough erupted from behind you, halting the both of you in your kiss. Fear and anxiety spikes through your system, eyes widening as you slowly turned around to see who caught you and Spider kissing face.

“I don’t want to know,” Max started, arms crossed against his chest as a sleepy expression painted his face, “Just, get to bed. Separately. And if anyone asks, I saw nothing, okay?”.

You swear you never ran to your room so fast in your life, giggling out into the quiet corridors of the lab with Spider trailing behind you. Yeah, sorry Max, but there was no way that either of you were going to bed in your respective rooms tonight. There was too much to talk about and catch up on.

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God, I love golden retriever men so much.

*Intensely staring at my fav athlete*

Now, that I have a brainrot~

1. Our lovely Athlete with a nerd darling.

- This would be funny. It is giving black cat × golden retriever. So hard.

- Darling has anemia? She's used to sitting around and reading? Can't walk too long to save her life? He's fucking carrying her everywhere.

- Can you imagine darling bringing a book about his sport (I don't know if you've mentioned what he plays) to the game and reading as they watch him play cuz they don't know crap about sports? He'd be so, "But you're supposed to be watching me." :Insert puppy eyes:

- He's isolating darling? Eh, Darling needs a 4 hour nap after every social gathering anyway.

Ok but-

2. Him with a nerd darling who's a childhood best friend, where darling has a childhood filled with emotional and physical abuse. (I'm finna design a whole ass character to ship him with. If you don't mind, of course.)

- This.

- Don't let me get started on this.

- They would be so power couple coded fr. (Darling knows Athlete is trying to manipulate her. Doesn't care as long as she's getting taken care of.)

- Darling is snarky with a S.

- Darling: "The cheerleader was flirting with you."

Athlete: "I know. :3"

Darling: "Go marry her."

Athlete: "But you're the love of my life. :("

Darling: "Oh, really? I could've sworn it was Cindy instead. Go to her, shoo."

Athlete: "No."

Darling: "Who's bestie are you?"

Athlete: "Yours."

Darling: "Exactly."

- Don't let this fool you, tho. He's def the dominant one in the relationship.

Athlete: "You're my baby :D."

Darling: "Mhmm. Don't say that infront of anyone else."

Athlete: "Why not?"

Darling: "I'll bite your head off, that's why."

(spoiler, he says it in front of everyone and darling does nothing but get shy.)

Darling: "Why would you say that?"

Athlete: "Becuz you're my baby?"

Darling: *cuddles closer to him.* *Whispering* "I'm his baby."

- 💗 anon (if I may) (also, he's my baby now, thank you. I'm keeping him in my head and heart.) (It's so late at night. I just keep thinking about this 😭 and I can't put my thoughts into proper words rn, bear with me on this)

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈

𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗦𝗶𝗰𝗸!𝗔𝘁𝗵𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲 𝘅 𝗮𝗳𝗮𝗯!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

Trigger Warnings; yandere behaviors, possessive behavior, talk about trauma bonding (both reader and yandere or mentally ill), yandere masking, bad writing, and me rambling (I'm so sorry 💗Nonny lol) If I missed anything, then please let me know ♡ I offically declare you 💗Nonny!! And I don't mind you coming up with your own interpertations of reader and LoveSick!Athlete! Just share 'em! Also, I may or may not have gone on a tiny, just tiny, tangent, so sorry 💗Nonny... Feel free to submit more asks if 'ya want

LoveSick!Athlete can really mold and mend well with most personalities and darlings, this is due to his manipulative personality. A little off-topic, but he really has a hard time understanding who he is because he's always pretending to be what others deem "acceptable". This causes him to have a multitude of identity crises, but when his darling, you, comes into the picture, it makes it easier for him to find himself. He feels like he's the real him whenever he's with you. You just feel so natural, he feels natural, too. It's just right.

And for that reason, I think LoveSick!Athlete would go really well with a childhood!reader, seeing as she's been with him since they were young. And, I'm not too sure if you've read my Yan!Alphabet for him, but I mention LoveSick!Athlete's childhood; let's just say it wasn't the best situation for a kid.

LoveSick!Athlete would feel a special bond with his darling now, seeing as they've been together threw thick and thin. He's trama bounded to you, and you to him. We'll run off the assumption that reader has also had a bad childhood, whether it be an absent parent, abusive sibling/family member/or parent, whatever it is allows you to feel a connection to LoveSick!Athlete, seeing as you have a mutual situation. You both have something to bond over, something that locks you together.

He has a bad home environment, you have a bad home environment. He doesn't feel at home, so you become his home, and he to you.

And I like to run on the assumption that reader is all talk, no bite. And if you've read any of my writing where the reader talks, you'll see that I prefer to write reader as more "real" (to me anyway) because I'm personally not the hugest fan of the "helpless" reader. I like to write a darling who has a mouth, someone who's bratty (but that's 'cause I'm a brat lol).

Anyway, I'm getting off-topic, back to LoveSick!Athlete.

To your idea about a snarky reader, I totally agree. Honestly, LoveSick!Athlete would eat that shit up, no joke. He would love it, as he enjoys the back-and-forth between you two. He loves to press your buttons, wanting to see what sarcastic reply you have ready for him.

The thing is, he knows your just talking shit, never willing to actually do anything. You just run your mouth, and he lets you, but whenever you step outta line, sometimes, he's gotta put you back. Though, you'll never think of it like that. No, no, he's too sweet for that. He's gotta keep that golden retriever vibe going, y'know?

He just swat you on the ass, telling you that you got such a dirty mouth, mamas? I thought you were my little princess, no? Girls with a face like yours shouldn't be speakin' that like-

He'll just move on, as if he didn't just grope your butt, nope, not at all. And you'll be standing there awestruck, face red, and biting your tongue as you try to not overheat in embarrassment!!

It never ceases to entertain him, watching your face widen with surprise whenever he refers to you as his girl, his cute little girlfriend. The way your face heats up when he wraps his strong arm around your waist, putting his cap on your head (a silent sign of possession over you, trying to get the guy in the back to keep his eyes to himself, but you don't need to know that ;)).

In your little monologue, you go over some cheerleader girl (named Cindy??). Though I would agree that chicks (and some dudes) practically flock around LoveSick!Athlete, I would say that he doesn't even pay them any mind, not even entertaining the thought. Don't get me wrong, he'll talk to them, but make it painstakingly clear that he's only got one girl on his mind, you.

Most of the time, the girl will just find it endearing, slapping his shoulder, and telling him that he'd make a great husband or some shit like that. Of course, the chicks joking, making some nice comments to leave the, now awkward, conversation, but LoveSick!Athlete will take it to heart. Now, he's imagining a pretty ring on your finger, something he paid for, he got you. Because he'd be such a good provider for you, don't you know?

Another thought, 'cause I'm on a role, but I'm not sure if I've directly said this or not, but LoveSick!Athlete is a hockey player. I've tried putting strickly hockey photos on all my posts (you should see my Pinterest feed, it's filled with hot guys lolol).

Hockey is an aggressive sport, I would know. I used to ice skate every day for an hour or two. And, trust me, I got to see a lot of hot guys, though I was always too nervous to say anything, that's beside the point.

I can imagine that reader would be the same, intimidated by these testastrone-filled, young men who just wanna get all sweaty and gross. And I prefer to think that reader also doesn't know how to skate, much to LoveSick!Athlete's enjoyment.

Just to torture you, he'll take you to his ice rink, partly wanting to show you off, and also wanting you to rely on him to move around. He won't even let you hold onto the side, nope, all you got is him, babes.

And anyone who's been to a rink before knows that if you're not on the wall, or smack in the middle of the rink, you're in traffic, especially if it's busy. And this means that you gotta go fast, keeping pace with everyone else. And there's always a handful of assholes (usually hockey players) who will purposefully do a hockey stop, flinging a shit tone of ice at newbies.

I imagine that this shit would happen all the time and LoveSick!Athete is enjoying it sm. He gets a rush every time you flinch, clinging onto him tighter, especially when the really fast skaters zoom by you, scaring the crap outta you.

And he won't let you go at your own pace, forcing you to follow his lead. This means you're going far too fast for comfort, leaning on him for support. You're arms wrapped around his bicep, which isn't recommended btw. Your cheek pressed against his arm, holding on for dear life.

You'll snap at him, telling him to shut up and stop enjoying this, you dork. I'm only clinging to 'cause I gotta!

And he'll just take it, giving you a lopsided smirk.

#𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙘𝙠!𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚 #𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡'𝙨 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚'𝙨 #💗!𝙉𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙮 #lovesick #anon #ask away #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere oc x you #yandere oc #yandere male #yandere imagines #obsessive love #x reader #oc x reader

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ugotcooneycrossed · 11 months

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24 with stanners please!! i am so insanely in love with her it’s unreal

Protecting your lover's sleep as they doze on your lap, making sure nobody bothers them as they entrusted their peace to you.

a/n: im so sorry this took so long darling😭😭 i completely forgot i asked for requests

the sun had long gone down by the time the team finally migrate from the change rooms. still reeling from the win- most of the girls dance their way down to the exit.

youre tired though- completely spent after running around the entire game. you slump into georgia's side- her carrying half your weight as your feet drag behind you.

the stadium lights blare out into the night sky, and fans- still reeling from the win, sing and dance away in the streets. there's still plenty of them waiting outside the stadium doors though- and when you and georgia finally make it through the exit, the sound increases tenfold.

georgia- who seems to read your mind, swings her arm more securely around you. placing a delicate kiss to the crown of your head.

"its alright darling- we're almost on the bus."

you smile into her neck- pressing a soft kiss to the vein there.

"alright baby- up the stairs and you can nap all you want."

you drag yourself up the steps- following after her like a lost puppy. she stops at your seats, a hand on your waist guiding you to sit in the seat closest to the window.

when she sits- you flutter your eyes at her innocently. georgia puts her arm up and you nestle into her side- and within seconds you knock out.

as more of the girls pile onto the bus- cheering and dancing, excited from the win. georgia glares at them all- shushing tooney when the girl yells across the bus.

across the aisle- leah and keira sit laughing at georgia's lovesick smile, as she brushes your hair out of your face, sat next to you securely- like a guard dog.

#georgia stanway x reader #woso x reader #woso imagine

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m-ayo-o · 2 months

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Step 1:

Taurus. She/her.

I'm very reserved and take too much time to warm up to someone. Into paranormal/crime stuff. People call me ice queen and say give horror vibes. Everyone thinks i'm very intimidating that is only until I grow close to them. I think it's just funny. I'm also pretty funny. Well I uh have commitment issues 😳..i leave people in the past (🚩).. also um insecure of my face. .aaand i am a switch (can be very subby/dummy.. depends) I don't really know what's common/unusual about Taurus though. [Not me struggling to bring up points about myself]

Step 2:

A cute love letter with little suggestive (don't want downright smut ^^” )

Step 3:

♐︎ SAGITTARIUS : SATORU GOJO ♐︎

I have been typing this out since I sent the ask regarding this event..damn I'm so bad at this urgh👎

Give me whatever you have 😭

i t s ⋆ w r i t t e n ⋆ i n ⋆ t h e ⋆ s t a r s ⋆

zodiac event :

♉︎ TAURUS afab reader x SAGITTARIUS SATORU GOJO ♐︎

genre : fluff / flirty note : satoru crushes on the new girl! college/uni au (18+) i luvvv taurus girls <3 !! so intimidating and cute at the same time somehow!! i very accidentally made this super satosugu... (reader likes suguru -_- oops) wc: .7k

"Hey... Hey, new girl! Fuck, I forgot her name already, Suguru, what was it again? Quickly!! She's-"

His frantic chase across campus comes to a sudden halt when you turn a corner. He doesn't want to come on too strong. Would this be too strong? He thinks it might. His shoulders sink and he sighs dramatically, turning to his friends with a pout on his lips.

"gone."

His black haired bestie looks at him and shrugs, Shoko emitting a similar 'i don't care' aura. But for Satoru, this is major. This is big. It's like the end of the fucking world.

He said 'hey' and introduced himself to the pretty new girl in class and...

"She walked away..."

It sounds like he's tearing up.

"Maybe she's just shy," Suguru rests an arm over his friend's shoulder and starts dragging him to their next lecture, "come on."

But you're in his head now. You're in that airy, dreamy head of his and he can't get you out.

"You didn't even talk to her, you moron." Shoko jabs him in the ribs, attempting to pop his thoughts like a bubble.

They know how Satoru gets hopelessly lovesick sometimes.

And, from the look on his face right now, they can make a pretty good guess that it's about to happen again.

They try to pull him out of his daydreaming but it just doesn't work and soon enough he starts following you around like a lost puppy. He just wants to get closer to you but it almost feels like you're avoiding him. For once he can't get a word in, and your icy cold personality seems to reject every ounce of his powerful energy.

You're repelling him.

This isn't how it's supposed to go. It never happens like this?

He shows interest in a girl, and she reciprocates.

This is... not fair.

You've only been at this new campus for a few weeks now, and you know you've caught this guy's attention. You can't help but think to yourself, why him? Why couldn't it be his pretty black haired friend, with the narrow eyes and the soft voice?

But this loudmouth seems to be addicted to your presence and you just have to indulge him sometimes. You start chatting in the corridors and walking over campus with him, but you keep denying him when he asks to hang out after class.

You're not interested.

Or, at least, you didn't think you were.

Until he had you cornered.

He took to 'investigating' (stalking) your hobbies, soon finding out the club that you're a part of.

"OCCULT CLUB"

He read the sign and entered the back room of the library. He's never been in here before. Why would he?

His eyes sparkle in the dark and dusty room and he brings in a certain energy. You're deep in a chapter on paranormal activity under the lamp, but you can feel his presence from a mile off. You jump and turn to find him closer than you expected. Closer than he's ever got to you before.

Satisfied with your reaction, a cheshire grin grows on his face, especially when he realises that you are the only member of this club.

"Where is everybody? This is a club, right?"

"I- I just set it up," you mutter and try to return to your book.

But he doesn't let you.

He gets down on your level, bending his lanky body over the chair so his face is inches from yours, and he brings a hand to your face; long fingers pressing under your chin.

"Hm, how lucky. I get you all to myself?"

The shock in your expression is so clear to him, but he laughs softly, finding the break in your usually cool and calm demeanour quite amusing. He likes it when girls look at him like this.

"Oh, you're pretty."

When his crystal eyes dart over your trembling lips then back to your wide eyes, you get that feeling and you let him lean a little closer. In fact, your head seems to automatically tilt up to his. You're inching together, suddenly magnetised.

Until the door swings open.

"Satoru," a familiar soft, deep voice sounds through the dimly lit room, "there you are."

He shoots up, ruffling his fluffy locks with a definite head rush.

"Oh, [name], hello," your eyes find Suguru in the doorway.

You can't believe you were going to let this white haired stalker kiss you right now. You shake your head and greet his friend, welcoming him as the third member in your club.

You feel that the future of the occult club could be quite fun.

satoru | m.list | zodiac event

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #18+ content #female reader #satoru gojo #satoru gojo x reader #suguru geto #suguru geto x reader #satosugu x reader #gojo fluff #geto fluff #zodiac event #taurus #sagittarius #star signs #taurus x sagittarius #taurus x aquarius

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biscuitblinkeu · 4 months

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Vanessa [4]

Park Chaeyoung x Fem!reader

Word Count: 2546

ToSumUp: Your department gets a gorgeous new coworker who’s oddly affecting everyone. Rosie recalls the deal she made with Ursula.

A/N: Ursula: Now sing! Rosie: Hit chu with that Lamborghini we goin vroom— (Think I said this before but I don’t own Disney’s TLM characters at all, just referencing them😭👍🏽)

“We got a new coworker today,” was the first thing Isa told you when you settled in your cubicle, a silly little grin on her face.

“Don’t you think it’s weird the way you’re always excited over this? I swear…” you murmured, shaking your head.

“Of course I am!” She protested, rolling her eyes. “It’s always nice to have a fresh face in the office— a pretty face, I’m hearing. The boys and girls are following her around like lovesick puppies.”

“Is that so?”

Isa groaned. “Would it kill you to be more interested?”

You motioned to the clock.

“Yeah, yeah, I know it’s early. You always act like a grouch this time of day. Oh, look! There they go— I said look— it's been like that all morning.”

You see, originally, you never planned to make the effort to turn your head and look, but Isa turned your face towards the scene anyway.

You squinted.

It was a few of your coworkers along with those from other fields, bustling and talking. Honestly, you never thought the tech department and the info department ever got along but there they were. It may be that they finally found something in common. Either way, they were crowded around the coffee machines, engrossed in noisy conversation. What was so interesting about that?

“I guess it’s weird seeing them getting along?”

“Well, yeah, but that’s not the point I’m getting at.”

“Mm, okay.” You turned back to your monitor. Isa too, realized it was time to actually get to work and begrudgingly left you alone, not after a huff left her mouth.

You were halfway done typing away at the Google Sheets in front of you by the time an unexpected email came in. You opened it up without looking at it, then blinked as four words appeared on your screen. It gave you a shock to your system.

Come to my office.

“What could she possibly want at this time?” You stressed, looking to Isa for answers.

She tried to reassure your nerves.

“But she never calls me to her office to tell me something, it’s usually over email. And who in their right mind sends an email like that with no context?”

“I have to agree that it’s weird there’s no explanation, but I’m sure it’s nothing. She wouldn’t fire the best worker in this unit.”

“I wasn’t even thinking about being fired, but now that you put the idea in my head...”

“No, you did that yourself. Like I said: you’ll be fine. Now go, it’s worse if you keep her waiting.”

You knocked three times before opening the dark oak door. Your boss, Mel, was very young for such a position, and that could be why you and her got along well. She sat in her chair, filling some papers and putting them in a drawer.

You received a business smile and a hand gesture to the seats. “(Y/n), please sit. Why do you look so tense?”

You let out a puff of air, not so gracefully plopping down in the leather seat. Your legs were shaking the whole way here. “You sent me an email containing only four words.”

“Right, I did.” She nodded, chuckling to herself. “It didn’t give you a heart attack, did it?”

“I’m surprised I’m not in the hospital,” you said bluntly, causing her to laugh.

“It’s good that you’re not. Believe me, it wasn’t my intention to scare you. I was preoccupied as I wrote it, and the person I was busy with is actually why you’re here.”

You raised a brow.

She folded her hands in front of her. “If you’re not already aware, there’s a new face in your department. To get to the point, I’d like you to show her how things work. I know you're a busy woman, but I trust you the most to do a good job.” She doesn’t mention that you seemed the most clear-headed, not easily swayed by batting eyelashes like your coworkers. Something strange was going on.

You sat up. “Supervise? I can do that. Is she here now?”

Mel shook her head, a rueful smile on her painted lips. “Unfortunately, she’s a slippery, little thing. I don’t know her current location, although, I’m sure you’ll recognize her when you do meet, she’s causing quite the stir and is usually at the center of it.”

When the office door closed behind you, you allowed your shoulders to slump. What were you supposed to do? Find her? Go back to work?

You didn’t really want to get involved with someone described as “slippery” and the cause of all events. This new coworker already seemed like a lot to handle and you haven’t even seen her face yet.

There was a buzz from your pocket, and you pulled out your phone. You smiled at the simple, grammatically incorrect text.

Rosie: Hi how you are?

You were able to turn your old phone back on and gave it to Rosie. You’ve been teaching her the basics— mostly things she can text you if she needs anything or simply wants to see how you were doing while you were away; how to call or FaceTime. It surely soothed your nerves, having a way for her to contact you. (You were glad she was getting used to texting you, even though it was emojis or gibberish most of the time). It would be easier for her to use the microphone dictation, something your five-year old niece often did, but speaking was out of the question.

You sent a voice message asking her if she ate, reviving a ‘yes’ and a few fried egg emojis shortly after. You asked her what she’s doing now.

Rosie: Listen music

You imagined her sitting next to your record player, legs curled up to her chest and phone in hand, and smiled to yourself. Another text appeared.

Rosie: you go now?

You pressed the voice record button and continued walking to the elevator. “Not yet,” you said. “Just a little longer, and I’ll be back.” Once inside the metal box, you acknowledged the woman in there and pressed the button that would take you back to the second floor, patiently waiting for the doors to close. Just as they slowly began to slide shut, a panicked voice reached your ears.

“Wait! Hold the elevator!” A little ways down the hall was a fancy-dressed man struggling to carry a box containing files and other documents, his glasses nearly falling off his face as he speed walked to the elevator. The woman next to you merely glanced at him before tapping away at her phone again, smacking on her gum like a horse.

You bit your tongue to keep from saying anything. Well, that’s rude.

Giving the woman a side glance, you stuck your hand out, the elevator doors gently bumping the sides before retracting. The man slipped past you and gave you a grateful smile, setting the box on the ground with a huff. The woman looked annoyed, but you ignored her.

“Thank you for waiting,” he breathed, turning to you.

“It’s nothing,” you said politely, moving back to your corner.

He straightened his suit, smiling still. “Well, I appreciate it. I’m Chan. You are?”

“(Y/n), nice to meet you,” you murmured. His smile was perfect, too bright, it made you want to cover your eyes. When he fixed his hair through the elevator reflection, you had the muddled thought you knew him from somewhere— probably from Isa. You couldn’t be bothered trying to figure it out though.

The elevator ride was mentally painful. Once the rude lady got off, it was just you and Chan. He talked so much. He clearly wanted to get to know you, and you couldn’t fathom why. All you did was hold the elevator doors. You were well aware of the looks you were getting as he walked you down the hallway together (turns out you were going to the same floor). The stares burned the back of your head, and you were eager to get rid of Chan since he was most likely the cause.

“I’ll see you around,” he had said when you finally parted ways.

You collapsed in your chair with a huff, laying your head on the table. What was Rosie doing now?

Isa entered your cubicle and patted your back, laughing. “You poor, lucky thing.”

You lifted your head up. “Lucky?”

“Lucky,” she repeated. You watched the look lighten her face— she was about to gush. Bright eyes, teasing smile, it’s coming. “You knew who that was right?”

You blinked. “Who?”

She shook you. “The guy? Chan? I’ve mentioned him multiple times, woman!”

“Oh,” you said. “What about him?”

“I was so surprised seeing the two of you walk down here, I didn’t know you knew each other.”

“We don’t,” you shook your head. “I just held the elevator door open for him. I don’t know why he walked with me.”

Isa sighed, if she told you he had interest in you, you would deny it flat out, like you’d do with anyone. You had little self awareness, it frustrated her to no end. Didn’t you know you were attractive?

Rosie sat curled up by the window, looking outside. It’s something she always does when you’re not here, or when she’s thinking.

Something just didn’t feel right today, and that it has to do with what’s happening under the sea. It’s been a little over a week since she left.

She came to the surface to observe the humans, to figure out what’s so bad about them, why her father harbors such animosity towards them. She was aware her mother died by humans, she was there when it happened— she saw. However, she doesn’t think they’re all bad.

Some of them are compassionate, like the man and his daughter who took her in and gave her clothes the first day she set foot in New York. She probably would’ve stayed with them, they would’ve let her, too, if not for his wife kicking her out. It was all a huge misunderstanding.

But then she wouldn’t have met you. Just thinking about you makes her heart pound in her chest, and she finds herself smiling.

It faded when she remembered the deal she made with her Aunt to come here. It was suffocating living there, and out of desperation she made the deal to get away from her life in the water. The details of the deal are vague, she doesn’t remember the whole conversation.

“You have one month. If you fail to… you’ll belong to me,” Ursula told her sternly, her tentacles wrapping tighter around her. “Are you ready to give it up?”

Rosie bit her lip and looked to the side. “If I become human, I’ll never be with my sisters or father again.”

“That’s right, but you’ll have your humanity. You’ll have your...”

“My...?”

“Yes. You’re thinking hard, I can tell. Life’s full of tough choices, isn’t it?” She laughed, then her eyes widened. She let go of Rosie and twirled around, suddenly youthful in expression. Her eels followed her, passing through Rosie’s sides with a snicker. “Oh! And there is one more thing: we haven’t discussed the subject of payment. You can’t get something for nothing, you know.”

Rosie shook her head, she had no money, nothing of real value. “But I don’t have—”

“I’m not asking much, just a little token— you won’t even miss it.”

“What is it?”

“Your voice.”

Every time she tried to remember, the thought disappeared. It was worrying. Then, there was her father; what was he up to? She knew he was enraged. It won’t be long before he sends someone after her— if he didn’t already.

“I need coffee,” you stated, making your way to the machines.

You leaned on the counter, watching the brown liquid drip into your mug with a neutral expression. You added creamer and caramel, deciding you wanted your coffee sweet today. You heard a commotion to the side of you.

“it’s not supposed to be like this; won’t you all just stop following me?” Someone murmured under their breath. They were clearly exasperated, and the voices became more distinct as they walked closer towards you.

“Vanessa, please let me help you with that.”

“I can show you where to go.”

“Let me take those for you.”

The woman clutched the papers to her chest, effectively wrinkling them as her jaw clenched in irritation. She didn’t sign up for any of this— she was here for one reason. “You’re all…very kind, but can’t you see I don’t want help? I can— umph!”

A body bumped into you just as you turned around, the jerk causing your mug’s contents to splash your chest. The brown, piping hot liquid seeped into your white shirt, and the moment it touched your skin you hissed, immediately pulling the wet fabric away from your skin. You scowled, moving back to the counters.

You heard a gasp, followed by a feminine “I’m so sorry! Here, let me…” although it barely registered when you were too occupied trying to get paper towels out from the roll. You began to messily wipe at it, hoping the quicker it dries, the cooler it’ll get.

Soft hands pulled your own away from your shirt and began dabbing at the stain with a dry cloth (where’d that come from?), making you stare at the owner. Long, dark brown hair obscured your view, but you saw a flicker of pale, green eyes.

You blinked owlishly, embarrassment heating up your neck and face. “Uh, who are you?”

“Vanessa,” she murmured, glancing up at you. She stood up and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, looking apologetic. “I'm so sorry about that, I should’ve watched where I was going..”

You were a movement away from gaping at this woman— she was beautiful. (If femme fatale was a person, really). When you remembered to respond, you shook your head, grimacing. “No, it's okay, I wasn’t paying attention all that much either.”

She nodded, and when she spoke again, your heart skipped a beat. Her voice was low, smooth, rich with a hint of an Australian, and when she spoke, you found yourself unable to focus. Her voice was like a lullaby.

What was going on? You pinched yourself.

Vanessa reached up, playing with her necklace— it had a shell design and seemed to glimmer in the light. “And what is your name?” Her gaze was intense and a smirk played at the corner of her lips as she waited for your response.

“(Y/n),” you replied, watching as she rubbed her fingers across the shell. Your mind began to feel foggy—

“(Y/n),” she repeated, smiling. She looked pleased. “I finally—“

“(Y/n/n)! You got a notification; she texted back!”

You blinked, turning to Isa’s running form. She stopped beside you, side-eyeing Vanessa. “Come on, I’ll give you a new shirt,” Isa began tugging you along.

“It’ll be nice to work with you!” Vanessa yelled after you.

Isa scoffed under her breath (something you didn’t hear).

“Work with me?” You wondered out loud. Then it came to you that she was who you were supposed to supervise.

Would you like to continue?

#biscuitblinkeu #blackpink x reader #fanfic #blackpink #fem reader #rosé x reader #rosé x fem!reader #park chaeyoung x reader #park chaeyoung x fem!reader #the little mermaid.biscuit

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kneelingshadowsalome · 10 months

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Now listen I love yandere/toxic konig in the just friends universe, but I don’t think I could put up with that level of clingyness even for konig. What do you think konig would do if reader expressed some annoyance with how clingy he is? What if she asked for more physical space at times? How would he handle it?

I can see him being mad about it, OR getting very sensitive from rejection and going into a bad thought spiral…. What do you think?

Ooooooo (I love these asks 💕😭), König wouldn't get angry or mad...outright.

König would realize how clingy he is only after reader pointed it out to him. And he would be kinda mortified at first?? Then he would try to change his behavior and pretend he's less interested. Like, "Ja, sure, I need more alone time too." And then he would sulk and yearn for her in silence and in secret: he would think on the times he could just touch her anytime he wanted, squeeze her, sniff her, follow her everywhere...

And then he would start to build a good amount of resentment. His eyes narrow just from the thought of her wanting more distance.

She looks happier now that he gave her some space, looks more carefree when he lets her breathe a little. Does this mean she likes it when he's away? Why doesn't she want to spend as much time with him as he wants to spend with her? How can she stand to be apart for so long? What if she doesn't love him after all??

Yeah, bad-thought spiral on its way. He would not feel secure at all when she's so independent.

And what's even worse is that König wants to feel needed. This woman was supposed to need him, not the other way around! He's not going to be a lovesick puppy who rips up a sofa every time she's away. It's bad enough that she noticed how needy he is and had to ask him to give her some air. It's not manly at all to be clingy like that.

Then when they finally see and touch and cuddle he would be tense & intense, the way he was when they first met. When he finally gets to close her in a hug...he squeezes her until she makes an annoyed, squealy noise. The noise that erupts from his chest is not a rumble, it's a growl. He almost sinks his teeth in because he has missed her so much.

...which the reader senses and thinks "Damn. It's only getting worse," and tries to pull away some more. Which in turn would send König deeper into that downward yearning spiral... 🥲

#answered #könig headcanons #yandere könig

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rougepancake · 11 months

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can you do prompt 2 with giyu, mitsuri, and rengoku, I hope you don’t have to many requests so I’m sorry😭

AHAHAHA I LOVE THEM 💚💚

Prompt 2 - “Wait a minute. Are you jealous?”

Ft. Giyu Tomioka, Mitsuri Kanroji, and Rengoku Kyojuro

Warnings: None. Not proofread because who does that ;]

GIYU TOMIOKA

He watched in silence as you joked around with Rengoku and Uzui, making dumb jokes and laughing unnecessarily loud at them. It made him happy to see you happy, but it hurt him in a way.

A way that he didn’t know how to describe.

He noticed you running over to him and immediately snapped out of his trance. You began to enthusiastically tell him about what the other two had said, but he found his thoughts wandering as you spoke.

“Tomioka? Are you paying attention?” You leaned forward and waved your hand in front of his face, giving him a worried look as you awaited his response.

“Yes.” He nodded simply and returned his focus to you, his expression unreadable. You sighed and placed a hand on your hip, not buying his flimsy lie.

“Listen.” You paused and figured out the best way to word it, since Giyu wasn’t very in touch with his emotions. “Are you… jealous? Of me spending time with Tengen and Kyojuro?”

He tensed up and avoided your gaze. You could’ve sworn he was pouting, but you can never be too sure with Giyu.

“I’m… not…” He lied quietly, and you wrapped your arms around him and held him close with a smile.

“That’s okay.”

MITSURI KANROJI

She’s so cute. So adorable. Especially when she’s fangirling over everyone else.

It sounds outrageous, but it’s true. She’s so wrapped up in observing Sanemi’s scars to even notice how you’re looking at her.

You love her so much that it hurts, in a way. But you haven’t worked up the courage to tell her. Or anyone for that matter.

So you just wasted your time observing her from afar, getting absolutely nowhere with your love life and growing increasingly more lonely than before as you watched her socialize.

With a heavy sigh, you leaned against a nearby tree and watched her.

So graceful, yet so clumsy.

How could one manage? You had no idea, but you loved it anyways.

You were smitten. Lovestruck. Lovesick. Yeah… lovesick. That must be it since every time you thought of her your heart pounded in ways that made you feel nauseous.

You couldn’t tell if it was beautiful or horrifying.

The sound of Shinobu’s voice pulled you from your thoughts, startling you just enough to make you jump with surprise.

“Y/n. Are you perhaps jealous of Mitsuri’s relationships with the other Hashira?” She asked softly, her eyes shining with curiosity. You stood there, answering her question with silence that said all the things you were too afraid to.

“No.” You said after a while, stepping away from the tree and turning your back to the rest of the Hashira. “That’s so silly, Shinobu-san. I have no reason to be jealous.”

RENGOKU KYOJURO

He’s like a puppy sometimes. It’s actually wild with how close he resembles one when he’s pouty.

Like right now.

Rengoku is staring at you from across the table, his lips pursed in a pout that made him so much more adorable.

“Kyo..?” You tilted your head and offered him a soft smile. It was rare that you got to see him like this, so you couldn’t help but relish in his cuteness. “Don’t tell me this is about what Tengen said.” You sighed and rested your elbow on the table, a quiet sigh escaping you.

“But he said you would look good with children.” He mumbled and avoided your gaze as if he were being scolded. “What did he mean by that? He already has three wives.” He stated firmly, his pout becoming more intense.

In your defense, you had taken him out for drinks. So you technically signed up for this.

“I’m not sure.” You chuckled. “Maybe he was just being polite.” You shrugged it off like it was nothing.

“I don’t think so.”

“Oh please.” You playfully rolled your eyes. “Don’t tell me you’re jealous of Tengen.”

“…”

“Kyojuro.”

“…no…”

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strgrlxox · 1 year

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𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐇 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃. ❜⠀❫❫⠀───⠀🍞 ⊹ ، 𓏸 𓍢 ❝ give me a person & a scenario and i’ll write so headcannons ( sfw & nsfw ) ❞ 𓄼˚

okayyyyy i need protective ellie headcanons please jo im begging nicely

GOD AERIAL ,, you get me sooo well ily ily <33

ellie is 100% so overprotective. like she quite literally hates leaving your side at any given point but would never–––and i mean NEVER even consider letting you go on patrol without her. if you ever asked her why she doesn’t she’d say something like “i don’t trust anyone else to keep you safe like i can” with her lil cute puppy dog eyes that make u wanna kiss her yk??

she will not hesitate to protect you!! like in any context. whether you’re getting cornered by infected or someone’s getting a little too friendly/comfortable . . . either way, someone/something’s either dying or getting hurt she could not give a fuck if she trieddd

prioritizes ur health . . . even if it’s over hers :/ she is determined to keep u warm, fed, and hydrated. like even if she’s dying of hunger, she’ll always offer you her food–––lies through her teeth, saying she “isn’t even that hungry”

kinda creepy but i think she watches you sleep lmao 😭 not for long periods of time or anything…but for like two minutes, she’ll jus watch you sleep to make sure ur okay. she has to reminder herself that ur alive and well and right there next to her (where you belonggg) it’s the only way she can sleep well

she goes absolutely INSANE if ur sick like checking on u constantly, making sure u get ur fluids consistently, “are u feeling any better?” like a million times a day. don’t even try to do anything that isn’t rest, if she sees you out of bed trying to do some housework or something, u will be getting chastised and promptly ushered back to bed.

OHHHH and she’s so fucking tactile. literally always touching u. a hand that lives on ur thigh, fingers that trace shapes on ur back, a palm that seems to itch unless it’s embracing yours. what can she say, she likes to keep you close. ESPECIALLY if ur on patrol so she can keep u extra safe

if ur cold she’ll take ur hands and rub them till they’re warm + she’ll smile at u all cute and shy after

if ur hair is tied back or something and a piece falls out she always fixes it for u

gives u her jackets and shit. she’ll be so confused if u ask why “so you can stay warm?” and she’ll look at u all questioningly

if she knows ur not up for it, she’ll do all the chores she knows you don’t like. i mean, ellie would do it anyway but if ur tired or you’ve had a particularly long day, she’ll do it extra well with the sappiest, lovesick smile on her face. one of her top love languages is MOST DEFINITELY acts of service

#ꗃ jos celebrations ☆ ★ 𓂃 #ellie williams x reader #˖⋆࿐໋ ⋆ jos babies ❞ ˖ ࣪ . ❱ . ࣪ ˖#ᨒ .ﾟaerial 𓄸

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larcenywrites · 2 months

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kinda random but headcanons about young!tony telling maria stark all about his girlfriend (maybe she was his best friend/childhood friend and then they fell in love and maria always teased them about how they'd make a cute couple) and maria teasing him about being a lovesick puppy but also being super happy about it + relationship advice from mama stark 🤧🥰 maybe her telling tony what she thinks of his girlfriend and everything 🥺👉👈

Tbh I like the idea of Tony and his s/o being cute childhood friends🥺 and this is already long but I feel like I have so much more I wanna say 😭 I hardly know what I said here honestly 😭 I focused a lot more on the childhood aspect ngl 😭

Word count: 1,909

Warnings: she/her terms and pronouns used | completely SFW |

💠You and Tony have been connected at the hip since childhood! Neighbors, both the only children in your families, same age— so of course you both got up to no good in the shared strip of grass between your homes! And eventually up to no good in each other's homes!

💠Cue that video of that kid crying because the other kid said that she'd marry him 😂 That's pretty much little you and little Tony! Your Superman and Barbie were always married to his Batman and He-Man toys, and maybe you made him be the housewife when you played house in the kitchen 😌 And Maria was probably much more entertained with whatever love-betrayal-murder plot you two came up with on the living room floor than the daytime soaps on the tv 🤧

💠Especially if Maria is best friends with your parent/s, I'm sure she was the type to giggle about how their kids will grow up and get married

💠He was ripping apart RC cars instead of playing with them in the driveway, or making you hold wires in place while he duct-taped them around a pipe. And Howard wasn't very happy when he started tearing television remotes apart, too…

💠So when daddy dearest shipped him off to boarding school, summers and holidays were practically spent entirely together!

💠He always hid in your backyard when he was sent home early from boarding school for being difficult, and was oh-so-boastful about winning the fight that got him sent home early- that he didn't even start, by the way! He started hiding in your room on the days he had to go back, but he wasn't going to let you get in trouble for hiding him when now your parents were involved in the search too 😖

💠Every year, the same routine. Sometimes he came back a little taller, and sometimes he was leaving with a new haircut (of which you weren't afraid to let him know your opinion of it!) that would be grown back out by the time he returned, but one day, in particular, was different...

💠 He'd shown up at your window as per usual, right at the end of summer, finally tall enough to cross his arms over your windowsill without standing on his toes.

💠 "I don't wanna go," he whined, squishing his cheek against his arm as he rested his head upon his crossed arms.

💠"But you'll get in trouble," you argued back, meeting him at the window and standing on your knees, still looking down at him.

💠"I'll get in trouble either way." He continued to pout, but you didn't let up either.

💠"It's just one more year." But your plea was only met with a sigh.

💠"Here," you started decisively, tone making him turn towards you, still with his chin tucked over his arms. With a short bout of courage, you quickly leaned down before he could even realize, barely touching your lips to his in a child's-excuse-of-a-kiss that hardly lasted a second. "I'll wait for you to get back, okay?" You chirped reassuringly, fighting the heat under your cheeks.

💠Wide-eyed and red-faced, no longer slumped over crossed arms and tight-lipped, he could only nod cartoonishly.

💠 You'd always thought he looked silly and a bit scrawny in his school uniform, but now he looked quite cute in those silly green shorts as he was finally heeding Jarvis' call from the car.

💠Both fortunately and unfortunately, nothing special happened or changed once he came home, but as time passes, it's only natural for the two of you to get shy at close contact or steal glances during a round of Galaga or Mario, and maybe sitting a bit close for the thrill!

💠And Maria obviously notices! She doesn't play on the NES herself, but she enjoys watching! Or maybe just enjoys watching you guys 🤭

💠And later that night at dinner, she's definitely teasing Tony about how cute you two are, but even Howard comes to the poor blushing boy's rescue 😖

💠Remember that Tony went to college real early at 16, probably much to your secret bitterness and dismay 😒 but the worst was that, once again, he only came home on summers and winters and holidays 😔 where you got to hear all about his new friend and maybe felt a bit jealous 😔

💠But at least with his more formal education (and more trust from his dad), he was no longer so anarchic with his little science experiments! Sure, he'd always made little robots and been able to put anything back together with only minor issues, but now you were seeing him in a section of the paper with much larger robots and maybe feeling a bit silly now about holding the flashlight for him while he tore apart your family's backup generator 😅

💠And maybe you leaned in a little too close on purpose when he was sketching out his blueprints to bring to class after spring break... hey, they are actually really good!

💠Eventually those RC cars became real cars, and eventually he asked you out… with some help from his mom, of course.

💠"Tony, when are you going to man up and ask (Y/N) out?" Maria asks one day.

💠"Huh?" He's genuinely confused and taken aback, looking over at his mom with furrowed brows.

💠"You heard me."

💠"I don't think it's like that," he replies meekly, already blushing.

💠"Didn't you say she kissed you?"

💠"Yeah, when we were like fourteen…"

💠"And it doesn't seem anyone else is willing to hang out with you every day..."

💠"Should I be offended by that?"

💠"You should be inspired."

💠Tony rolls his eyes a little, but it is already something he's thought about. Of course he's thought about it! And honestly, you've probably dropped some very frustratingly obvious hints 😖 and Tony isn't stupid. You know this, he knows this. Well, maybe he's a little more inept when it comes to social cues, but still!

💠Maria has known you for nearly you're whole life, and she already adores you, so don't worry, she also talks all about how lovely you seem and how Tony should go for it! She's on your side! As soon as you leave, she'll have something to say!

💠And the longer Tony puts it off, the more she'll just downright be like, "Y/N was flirting with you, dummy!!!!" or "You guys are very cute 🥰"

💠Tony is frustrated not because he disagrees, but because he really doesn't know what to do and doesn't wanna look stupid :( Because, let's be honest, in this circumstance, he has 0 experience 🤧

💠After awkwardly trying and failing to ask you out in his garage one night, after fumbling to grab every tool and getting hit by the car's hood he didn't properly secure, and then became even more flustered after you grabbed onto his shoulders and head and asked if he was okay, he decided to begrudgingly ask his mom for help 😖

💠And gets even more embarrassed when she excitedly agrees 😓

💠"Yeah, yeah, yeah, just help me out here," he whines in a regional New York accent that he's probably mostly shed by now with his college career.

💠And only many months later will Maria tell you about his red cheeks and scrunched nose as he asked 🤭

💠But!!! What she's saying... he already failed at a few days ago :( He tried asking you on a date during a casual hangout :( but he was already not doing himself many favors so he gave up and just let you go home with nothing more than a meek "see ya 🙂"

💠His mom makes him feel a little better about it, especially when she says that you probably thought it was cute😊😊 and probably knew what was up anyway! But, uh, maybe still make sure you don't do that next time... have more confidence!

💠So... the next time you're both hanging out in his garage... he's probably puffing out his chest and flexing a bit 🤭 but when you do look, it does help his confidence! And that's the point!

💠This time when you go to leave, he's still a bit flustered and stumbling through a few words, but he does manage to get out a "so, um... I was thinking maybe we should go somewhere... nicer? Next time? Maybe Friday?"

💠He becomes a bit squeaky at the end there, but it only helps him look cuter! Of course, you've been waiting on this for years, probably, so you can confidently smile back at him and tell him you'd love that- maybe even tell him that you have been waiting for him to ask!

💠Bonus points if you give him a little cheek kiss before you head home, kinda reminiscent of your silly little childhood kiss 🥰 And yes, Tony never forgot it 😘

💠Your confidence (and his lack thereof) definitely throws him off! But don't let his stiff demeanor fool you! He's very happy! And can't hide his grin when he head into his own house... which his mom instantly picks up on and may have been watching through the window 🤭

💠And might tease him about that little kiss 😘

💠But now... he has to actually plan the date 😨

💠First dates are always awkward (especially with your childhood friend!), but with some pretty flowers and surprisingly confident handholding, it goes well!

💠Bonus points for another cheek kiss before you head inside your house after he drops you off 😘

💠Either way, now he's hooked!

💠Now, when you lean over the edge of the car to look under the hood and huddle close to him, he can't help but smile all giddy and sneak a kiss 🥺 because now he's allowed to and now he's super cute 😭

💠He used to always keep it to himself, but now when he calls his mom every week from school like usual, he can't help but complain about being bored without you 🥺 only for Rhodey to scoff offendedly behind him loud enough for Maria to hear 😭

💠And you know Rhodey got an earful when Tony returned from Summer break talking about his new girlfriend 😘

💠And you also know that when Tony calls you from school, Rhodes is waiting not only to make his own calls, but 7 out of 10 times waiting to make kissy noises and aws every time Tony says he misses you or anything along those lines 🥰 The other times, Rhodey does give you guys some peace and quiet, but sometimes him being there for the call is fun too!

💠But even when he is home, and even if you were just over yesterday or earlier that day, Maria can tell he's bummed ☹️

💠But honestly it does kinda make her happy! Her son is in love!! But she can't help but tease him about being all lovesick 🥰🥰 There's probably a picture somewhere of him pouting at the breakfast table, but he'll brush it off as him being tired 😤

💠The two of them being close is, believe it or not, a good thing for you! Sure, Maria is protective of her son, but she's also protective of you! Moreso when it comes to your relationship with Tony!

💠If Tony comes to confide in her about an argument, whether or not he's in the wrong, she's telling him how to fix it 🤧 and sending him with flowers 💐

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thechaoticplayer · 3 months

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TY FOR WRITING THE BRAT TAMER LUCA FIC I REQUESTED THE FIC WAS YUMMY. NOW I'D LIKE TO ORDER A DOMMY MOMMY SCARLE X FEM READER. pls take ur time don't rush yourself <3

Also can i be your 💤 anon?

Author's note: AAA YW I WAS WORRIED IT WASNT ALL THAT GOOD... and ty everytime a new req comes in I feel the need to hurry and finish the prev requests bc I dont want anyone waiting 😭😭 and ofc tysm 💤 anon <33

Summary: You've had a crush on Scarle for the longest time, but never said anything. You're willing to do just about anything for her, so when she asks you to "help" her with something, you do it without hesitation. Contains: nsfw content, eating out, x fem reader (sub), dommy scarle, praising

Your undying loyalty to SCARLE YONAGUNI is infinite. You were willing to do anything for her. If she dropped something on the floor, you were quick to pick it up. She needed assistance with a chore, you'd practically do it for her. She never asked anything of you, and it made you all the more fall in love.

Scarle was on a whole different level than you. On a platform much higher than yours. She is the enchantress. Now how exactly...

Were you laying on her bed, back arched, legs shaking, arousal evident between your legs, mouth shaped like the letter "o", moaning like a whore as Scarle devours your cunt like it's a first class meal?

Scarle must've noticed all the times your eyes raked over her body, taking in all her curves. How your eyes would flame with slight lust and affection for her only to be chased away by your own rationality. How when your hand touched hers, you'd jolt away, cheeks flushing. How when you spoke with her, you were struggling with dear life to keep your eyes on her face instead of the... assets that seem to be calling you.

Scarle must've noticed these things already. She would have never thought someone would be so devoted to her, and it made her warm all over. So she figured she could ask one tiny favor from you.

"Can you help an enchantress out?" She asked, innocently.

"Of course!" You quickly replied, eyes bright. Scarle chuckled to herself, her gaze softening. You were like a cute lovesick puppy. "What can I help you with?"

She cocked her head to the side, a smirk growing on her face. "I'll show you." Scarle took your hand, causing your gave to erupt with warmth, as she guided you to her bedroom wordlessly.

You entered her bedroom hesitantly because how in heaven's name were you even allowed to be in her safe haven? You surveyed your surroundings with awe, thinking, 'This is where she writes. This is where she sleeps.' And Scarle watched you, her gaze glowing as she examined your figure.

You began to turn back towards her. "So what was it-"

You yelped as a force pushes you back onto her bed, landing on your back. You pushed yourself up on your elbows to find Scarle already between your legs, smiling.

"Enchantress," you started, gasping. "What ate you-?"

She shushed you, curling her finger around the waistband of your pants and pulling down slowly, revealing your skin. "I'm so stressed. I need something to distract me for a couple of hours."

You audibly gulped, shaking slightly. "Enchantress..."

"What's wrong?" Scarle paused, the slow revealing halted. Her eyes flashed with worry. "I'm sorry, did I-?"

"Don't apologize! I..." You bit your lip, squirming. With your squirming, your pants lowered, showing more of your thighs. "I really want you."

Scarle giggled against her leg, peeling off the cloth and discarding it to the side. She pressed a finger against your clothed core, and you shivered. "You're already so wet. All for me? You're too sweet."

As she massaged your clit, rubbing circles, she sucked on your soft thighs, leaving behind red marks. Your breaths quivered, eyes fluttering shut only to open once more. You couldn't believe that the Scarle Yonaguni was currently in between your thighs, marking you and claiming you as your own already. After all these years, you wouldn't have ever thought...

"Please," you whimpered, chest heaving. Your thighs hugged her head just a tad. "I want you so bad, Enchantress."

"Oh baby," Scarle cooed, her sharp nails tracing your thigh. "Call me Scarle. And you'll have to beg harder than that."

You hesitated for a moment, gnawing on the side of your cheek. "Please... Scarle, I need you so bad."

"Need me? Need me to do what?" She asked, hooking her finger around your panties, but not tugging like you want to.

You whined, tilting your hips toward her just a tad. "Need your... mouth on me, please Scarle."

Scarle ripped your panties with just a finger, eliciting a yelp from you. Throwing your legs over her shoulders, she blows against you, causing you to clench onto nothing. "Oh, you're such a needy little thing. It's okay sweetheart, I'll take care of you."

Scarle wasted no time opening you up like a present made just for her. She pinched your pearl and you twitch, a soft moan spilling from your lips. Her fingers swirl around it, gathering your arousal and spreading it all around. Scarle teased your hole, sliding the tip of your finger inside, but not the entire digit like you had so craved.

"Scarle," you whined.

"What's the matter, baby?" Scarle asked, popping the finger into her mouth and groaning at the taste. "Oh god, you taste so good..."

You opened your mouth to respond but Scarle unexpectantly shoves her face into your pussy. You cry out as she attacks your clit with such hunger. Her tongue lapping up your juices and prodding your hole almost viciously. Her finger enters your hole instead, fingering you quickly.

"You taste so delicious," Scarle moans into your pussy, nose bumping your sensitive spot. Your hands dig into the bedsheets, head thrown back in ecstasy as you clamp your thighs around her head. "Oh, just like that darling. Just..."

Scarle eats you like there's no tomorrow. You came twice already, fat tears staining your face as you chant her name over and over again, along with sobs of "it's too much" and you tried to get away from the overwhelming pleasure. Scarle is overstimulating you like crazy, praising you about how good you are for her.

"Stay still love, I'm not finished yet," she murmurs against your flesh. Scarle yanks you somehow closer, hands a death grip on you as she presses you against the mattress. "Mm... just be a good girl and let me get the help I oh so deserve, isn't that right?"

"Y-yes Sca-rle," you stutter, your hair clinging to your face and a bright flush on your cheeks. You look like a hot mess right now, so obedient for the Enchantress. It spurs her on further, her greedy mouth attached to your sex.

You feel the knot in your stomach pulled taut, the incoming orgasm clear. The heat pools in between your legs as you moan shamelessly, crying out Scarle's name as you came directly into her mouth once more. Scarle eagerly swallows it all, cleaning you quite nicely with a soft moan herself. The heat between her own legs was unbearable, rubbing her legs together for friction.

You place your hand over your forehead, breathing hard. You are so fucked our of your mind, no words could be stringed together to make a sentence.

"Just one more favor, darling," you hear Scarle's voice say, and you glance down at her. She crawls on top of you, lustful eyes pinning you still. Scarle captures your mouth in a kiss, and you whimper as you taste yourself on her lips.

"What is it?" You whisper, your exhaustion thrown out the window.

Scarle hums approvingly, removing her clothes with ease before shifting her attention back to you. She crawls further up, her ass hovering over your chest. Suddenly it clicks. You know what she wants.

Your hands seize her thighs and you nod your head in affirmation. She slowly lowers herself onto your face and you instantly have a fucking field day tasting that meal you've been dying to have since day one.

"Good fucking girl," Scarle gasps, riding your face hard. Your face is a mess as you sloppily move your tongue against her, eager to please. "That's it, that's my good little toy..."

As a thank you, you don't hesitate even once making her cum all over face several times. The best thing you could ever ask for.

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