#sigma fluff

[chiliyue-archived]

4:07PM

↬ taking naps with them

Includes; Dazai, Chūya, Ranpo, Fyodor, Sigma, Tetchō

Not requested ! [Bsd M.List] ♡

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—DAZAI

An ambiance of silence furnished the bedroom, the light sound of your breathing providing a source of comfort to the burnette.

A milky eye peeked open from where he rested, cheek pressed against your lap. The complacent grin of his undeniable, beaming at your below as his breathy sigh intruded the silence. Propping himself up, a cotton arm extended out, the pads of his digits brushing along your features.

His index finger took placement at your temples, pausing before traveling south along your cheek structure. He was busy mapping out the bridge of your nose when your face scrunched up, brows furrowing at the touch. "What are you doing?" The question fell upon deaf ears as the limb retracted.

" I'll have to restart now." Dazai lets in a fatuous display of feign annoyance, the stretching of his cheeks betraying his brewing playfulness. His finger shifted to position back along your temple, blunt nail trailing down again languishly.

You recline against him. His finger glided across your skin in a manner you've expressed praise in; as so he had it committed the movement to memory. Sleepily, you echoed, " What are you doing?" His reponse came nonchalantly, visage focused where his nail trailed - it was disrupted by the ghost of a smile on his lips and a beaming glint.

" Counting the freckles/markings on your face." The corners of his mouth twitched into a more defined grin - uncharacteristically voided of the teasing undertone - it was a besotted look more than anything. "Go back to sleep, I'll wake you when I'm done."

—CHŪYA

" Let's get you to bed."

You could faintly recall being wrapped up in a thick blanket before being suspended right off your feet. The fabric felt warm, so much so that it must have just come out of the dryer. Its comfort permeated along your arms, acting as a catalyst to your slipping state. Toned arms held you close, your cheek pressed against Chūya's shoulder. You could faintly make out the scent of his cologne and light squeezes from the hand purchased on your hip.

Soon enough your back pressed against the familiar bed, the hand at your hip adjusting you as necessary to the comforter. A pair of lips reached your cheeks, kissing each one in sincerity before concluding it with one to your lips.

" Stay with me, please?" You murmured when Chūya's hands withdrew, a hot streak left in its reminder - far warmer than the blanket as cozy as it was.

You really didn't have to ask. He had already made his mind up the moment he found you rubbing your eyes and yawning at your second skin of fatigue. The bed dipped as he took the vacant place beside you, renewing the warmth that had previously started to ebb away.

Carefully, he reached out to click off his alarm before fully settling beside you. The sigh that left him was involuntary but leveled out as comfort overtook him; the way his taut muscles in his body sunk evidence of his growing indulgence. Wordlessly, his hands slipped around your waist, his body curling around you like cocoon - both from a subconscious effort to shield you but also earth himself in your radiating heat.

The tip of his his nose nestled against your shoulder, lips grazing the surface of your skin. From where he rested, Chūya's eyes took in your details, burning it to memory; he may not be able to dream, but this wasn't so bad either.

—RANPO

" You have to give me a nap kiss first." Ranpos voice halted your reverie, heavy eyes peeking open. You were greeted with the sight of Ranpo shuffling close to you, his face taking on a diametrical expression to that of his common lax one.

" Nap kiss?" He nodded, head propping close and waiting.

Your peck to his furrowed brows did nothing to alleviate the crease between it. If anything, his grip of your clothes tighten, a sound more attributed to a beg and childish compliant leaving him.

A dainty finger pointed his neglected lips, already puckered and gravitating toward you eagerly. " Right here." His words were skewed and voice raspy, but the look of determination embedded in his gaze was candid even amongst the dampened lighting.

You leaned forward, properly granting him his request. You could feel him smile against your lips in pure satisfaction, grip loosening and falling to your lap. He attempted to make the tender exchange linger for as much as possible before withdrawing.

" This isn't a goodnight kiss, by the way. I'm expecting one later, so don't forget." His words would have been more serious had it not been for the way he rubbed his eyes, latching close to you like a koala.

And even in his moments of exasperation, the lopsided smile on his face betrayed him, giving way to a tender moment amongst the afternoon.

—FYODOR

The thrumming of his heart anchored you to a hazy state, it's deep echo resonating from the chamber to your ears. A pallid hand rested on the small of your back, keeping you in place whilst his other thumbed through a book - though mindlessly he turned the pages as his foucs was more centered on the lazy circles he traced on your spine.

The yawn that slipped you didn't go unnoticed. And although you couldn't see his eyes, the shift in his gaze was palpable, accentuated as the motions of his fingers stilled. " Tired Myshka?"

Fyodor hummed in disapproval when you shook your head, a light 'clack' sound emulating the room as he discarded the book with a flick of his hand. The appendage favored to pinch your chin, a chuckle escaping him as adroit hands directed your gaze onto himself. " You are a terrible liar, my dear."

His following actions were calculated, voice taking a lower octave and brushing his hands along your shoulder blades in a seasoned manner that only he could muster.

You weren't sure if what you felt next was a play of your wearied mind, as something pressed against the crown of your head. It was in sync with the swipe of his thumb over your pulse point - amassing to form an authentic intimate display and push you right over the precarious edge of sleep.

His voice rippled against your head, muddled as hands moved to push your hair back. " Such a distraction, my dear. Hmm, perhaps you're making me go soft." He situated you against his chest again, his hum still suffused from the column of his throat. " I suppose even I have my weaknesses."

—SIGMA

It had required a lot of encouragement on your behalf, Sigma admittely nervous when it came to silces of affection and the prospect of napping never suited his interest before - additionally he was occupied with the Casino and he seldom recieved moments of leisure. But if there's one thing he falls victim to, it's that he can't say no to you.

Your body was snuggled up against him with his head pressed on top of your own. The more you squished your cheek into him, the more he swore his heart would brust from the gesture alone.

However, he was more enamored with how the leaking sunlight bathed you in gentle warm hues, leaving your skin warm as his fingers roamed aimlessly. He briefly pondered how you could look even more enticing as the hues danced along your face.

" Oh, you're already asleep." He mumbled as his stupor halted by the sound of a gentle snore. His gaze softened as it landed on your figure again, leaving from where his fingers kneaded at your thigh. A tickling became prevalent along his body as the sight assuage him unknowingly.

Sigma found it difficult to fall asleep himself, shackled by the nerves that shadowed his will of rest. The panning of your breath against his skin had a tacit effect on him, cheeks warming and chest stirring in bubbling affinity. Yet he wasn't entirely opposed to watching you nap soundly as he inwardly struggled to quell his erratic pulse - your heartfelt snuggling the incentive.

An arm draped itself over your hips, providing a comforting hold. His other, however, traced along your arms before curving up into your hair; his touch diffusing his unspoken infatuation. He swept some locks within his fingers, bringing to place a kiss against it.

The moment doused him in a form of peace, a momentary escape from the clutches of work and abysmal stress. His legs tangled with yours, not wanting the afternoon to end.

—TETCHŌ

" Lay against me."

The words had left him naturally almost nonchalantly had it not been for the sweet smile that gave way to his placid intentions.

" You look tired, I have some free time." His hand patted against his lap, punctuating his words whilst being terribly oblivious to his own deepening cheeks.

When it was evident he wasn't going to withdraw his statement, you gently situated yourself against his build, head cushioned right on his sternum. Calloused fingers slipped beneath the hem of your clothing, drawing contours along the bare skin in fluid motions. His thumb lightly brushed along your spine, his touch containing a tincture of zeal.

It was impossible to keep yourself awake, not with Tetchō murmuring sweet nothings in a silky voice, his words of "I love you" soft in the quieting room. His voice was gentle, considerate to your drowsy person but mixed with a tone of fondness that he had always expressed to you in.

Even as you found yourself deep in the clutches on your subconscious, his syrupy words persisted perpetually. His eyes were glazed in a layer of undisputed solace, golden irses diluting in what could only be described as undying admiration.

He shuddered lightly whenever you shifted in his arms, but his muscles remained slacken and even lazily wrapped around your waist. He relished being in your presence, even in the silence it leeched a form of warmth unmatched to the sunlight pouring through the windows.

Tetchō was sure to remain stagnant amongst your slumber, only moving to push aside your straying hairs and maneuver a kiss to your temples. The moment was shrouded in a cloud of bliss, his reverence scribed with gentle features akin to an awestruck child entranced by things on a screen.

He would like to do this more often, he reckoned, letting you sleep against him when granted such opportunities. When you wake up, he'll be sure to spoil you with a good meal. And many kisses too.

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A/n; This is self-indulgent, I've been taking too many naps lately (im gonna take another one rn, bestios :])

Um I kinda made them all soft oopsie

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[mncxbe]

bsd men and what they do for christmas

𝑫𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒊, 𝑪𝒉𝒖𝒖𝒚𝒂, 𝑭𝒖𝒌𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒊, 𝑺𝒊𝒈𝒎𝒂 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: sfw/nsfw/ severe brainrot♡

𝑫𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒊 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅

can I just start by saying that this man has never celebrated Christmas properly so he's so excited to spend time with you

Dazai prefers to keep things simple: homemade dinner and then watching a movie

you're supposed to open the presents in the morning but he isn't patient enough. the moment he sees them under the tree you so kindly decorated a few days ago he has the biggest smile on his face

"come on bella you don't seriously want to wait until morning. how could you do this to me? you know how curious I am"

you end up opening the gifts that night. he's gonna loves whatever you get him really but his heart literally melts if you knit him a scarf or write him a letter. dazai's a sucker for self-made gifts

the only appropriate way to show his gratitude is to bend you over and fuck you nice and slow, your face mushed in the cushy pillows on your shared bed as he takes you from behind

"there you go pretty girl. my, my I'm starting to think this pretty pussy of yours is my favourite gift so far"

you can bet he wears a santa hat

𝑪𝒉𝒖𝒖𝒚𝒂 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅

he'd take you out to the most expensive restaurant in town for a proper meal

after that, if you find a rink that's open on Christmas eve he takes you ice skating (totally not an excuse for him to hold your hand)

once you get home you cuddle on the couch while watching a generic movie like Home Alone. it's always the classics I'm telling you

he has a fireplace!!! and insists on opening the gifts next to it

among other stuff, he gets you Christmas themed lingerie and makes you wear it in bed. cuz after all, you're the best gift he could ask for

forget about baking him sweets, the only dessert he wants is your pretty cunt. he's gonna eat you out for what seems like hours, making you cum on his tongue at least two or three times before he even thinks about fucking you

"shiit baby you look so pretty like this. you like it when I spoil you rotten don't ya? I bet you do- oh fuck yea cum f'me doll"

𝑭𝒖𝒌𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒊 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅

hubby's busy even on holidays

he probably has to attend some obnoxious event and ofc you go as his plus one

he's gonna spend all evening sulking and complaining about how idiotic the whole party is

by the time you two get home he's too exhaused to do anything but you may be able to bribe him to stay awake for an hour or two with some gingerbread

can I just say he'd probably get you the nicest gifts? i'm 100% sure he has a good salary so he can afford whatever you want. expensive jewelery or skincare? sure, no problem. a stack of books with those pretty decorative covers? fine again

he probably gets a bit tipsy on mulled wine so be prepared to hear a silly yet lengthy love confession before bed

falls asleep before midnight but he's gonna make up for it in the morning if you catch my drift

𝑺𝒊𝒈𝒎𝒂 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅

sweet baby's so anxious at first

he's never celebrated christmas before so he doesn't really know what to do. this whole idea is so new to him but he can't deny he loves spending time with you decorating the house

Sigma wants to try any tradition you may have; baking winter themed cookies, making crackers, watching a movie marathon

when it comes to gifts he doesn't really know what to get you so he ends up buying multiple things he thinks you'd like and he's so happy when you tell him you like them

cuddles cuddles cuddles all evening under a cushy blanket with a mug of hot chocolate in your hands

he'd look so cute wearing one of those reindeer headbands

if it's snowing, take him slow dancing in the snow or on a walk around town. he's gonna love the pretty christmas lights

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[yuyanwrites]

Hello, how are you?

Could I request BSD headcannons with Sigma, Poe, Dazai or Chuuya about someone proposing to the reader in front of them!

No pressure with this, if you don't want to do it!

Betrothed to another (fluff ver.)

Dazai, Chuuya, Poe, and sigma x gn!reader (separate)

A/n: I'm indecisive so I'm doing an angsty and fluff ver. ^^

Tags: Established relationship (with character), a child has an innocent crush on reader (and "proposes" to them)

Dazai

He's so childish omg

Argues with the kid

Probably snatched the two-dollar ring the child gave to you

The child would be like "(Name)! Will you marry me?" while holding up a cheap silver ring.

Meanwhile Dazai let out a loud gasp while putting his hand on his forehead like a damsel in distress. "No way! (Name) is marrying me!"

Cue their arguing

Its a back and forth really and you tried to stop their fight but you ended up giving up

You didn't want to break the kid's keart but at the same time you didn't want to deal with an overdramatic dazai

Eventually, the two come to an agreement

The agreement being whoever gets you to agree to marry them first, keeps you

Its silly and you laughed a little at this but dazai is already thinking about what ring to get you in the next week

Chuuya

They're just a kid he told himself

They don't even know about what love actually is

They probably just copied their parents or the disney movies they watched

But then said kid waved the ring in front of your face for the millionth time, still on one knee and was doing a whole speech about how much better than him they are

He couldn't take it

Argues with the kid #2

He really tried to reason with the kids patiently

Explained the kid's crush and how that doesn't equate to marriage and how marriage is a huge commitment and responsibility and everything

However, we all know he has anger issues so after an hour he's arguing with the kid

No agreement, the kid's parents came to pick them up and asked how their last lesson went (You're their tutor) and left

Please comfort Chuuya he's all sulky and grumpy now :(

Poe

The only mature one tbh

Socially awkward

He kind of just stands there

Watching you two with a little frown

He wants to intervene and calmly explain to the child why that's not possible but he gets tongue tied

He tries to write a little scenario to explain love and everythig hfdsakhfjdiksaj hes so sweet <3

Got completely ignored

Got a little upset because of that but stays calm and collected

Instead he lets you handle it while he makes all three of you something to eat

Karl is there to comfort him dw <3

Give him lots of kisses and cuddles after, he deserves it after all he did try

Sigma

Bro is basically a kid in a man's body anyways

Omg does anyone ever think of him of like a man-child ok off topic sorry

I think he'd be a mix of sulky and understanding

At first he'd be a little sad, yeah like just sad, not upset or frustrated like the first two

Just sad

But then he realises its fine because its a kid and he knows you love him <3

It was probably a random kid you babysat spotting you in public

They ran up to you in the mall with a ring in hand and proposed

The parents scolded the kid and apologised to the both of you so there wasn't much to do

Sigma is still understanding the concept of love so he's very understanding after his mini-sadness-phase

Probably smiled at the kid and walked away completely unphased after tbh

Very chill

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[osaemu]

hii!! I love your writing sooo much💞 I wanna be able to write like you one day😔 teach me your ways

Also! I would like to make a request if it's okay!! So could you write like a headcanon/drabble about the reader who isn't that affectionately suddenly being super clingy when sleepy with sigma(if you write for him) or/and anyone you want, thank you so much🫶🏻

sigma himself isn't too open around most people, so he understands that you just aren't prone to showering your affections on him. he's also well aware that that doesn't mean you don't love him, it's just that you express it in other ways.

which is why he's considerably surprised when you mumble sleepy sweet nothings as you fall asleep in his arms, warm and content in his bed.

when you wrap your arms around him, all soft and dozy, his heart skips a beat. you nudge your face against sigma's neck, breath tickling his skin as his soft hair flutters around your face, and he makes a little hm? in surprise.

"you're so comfy," you murmur, words edged with sleep as you nuzzle him affectionately. "mmm . . ."

sigma doesn't answer for a second, still wondering how to respond in such a peculiar situation. this behavior from you is far from ordinary, and he's not really sure how to react. does he hug you? kiss you? flip you over and rearrange your insides? he just doesn't know.

so he just stays there, staying as still as he can so he doesn't ruin the moment. although these might be uncharted waters for sigma too, they're far from unpleasant, and he thinks he likes this.

he hopes you do, too.

#✧ — docs #sobs bc hes so precious #and anon you're so sweet ily ily ! #bsd x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #sigma x reader #bsd x you #bungo stray dogs x you #bsd fluff #bungo stray dogs fluff #sigma fluff #bsd scenarios #bungo stray dogs scenarios #sigma scenarios #bsd drabbles #bungo stray dogs drabbles #sigma drabbles #bsd headcanons #bungo stray dogs headcanons #sigma headcanons

[suashii]

sigma is such a pretty sleeper. he rarely ties his hair up so it’s almost always splayed around him, strands of white and lilac framing his face and tickling his eyelids. the feathery light touches aren’t enough to wake him but they do make his eyebrows and nose scrunch ever-so-slightly, make him tilt his head in an unconscious chase from the hair. his soft, pink lips part and you can hear him breathe, but only in you’re close enough. and you always are because even when he’s sleeping, sigma wants you near him. it’s a rare occurrence to not wake up in his arms.

#☁︎ manon's mind #i just need to snuggle up into his side #and wrap my arms around him #and take the coziest nap ever #sigma x reader #sigma fluff

[ashthemadwriter-archived]

OK I'm writing hate sex with Sigma in college au who wants to be tagged😋

Let me know through comments

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[junkratsjunkertown]

Hello! Can I get a healer S/O with Sigma or junkrat, who is always worrying about his safety and such.

Of course. I did both and Junkrats is under Read More. I used actual Build-a-Bear stuffed animals from their website. I also did the research for Junkrat because I wanted to get the terminology right and checked multiple sources for pain relief. If I got anything wrong or if I should add something to Junkrat’s please let me know and I will correct it because I want the information to be correct.

Worried Personal Healer

Sigma

You’ve known Sigma since the day he arrived at Overwatch

You were always worried about his health

Both his mental health and physical health

You always requested to be a part of every mission that Sigma was assigned to

Jack knew how you felt about the older Astrophysicist and knew that you wouldn’t talk to him if something bad happened to Sigma

You did heal the other team members on the missions, but your main focus was Sigma

Sigma is very thankful to have you in his life and let’s you know that everyday

He knows that he can go to you if he needs someone to talk to about his problems (even though he does go to therapy)

He returns the favor by protecting you during missions

He knows that your office and your room are safe spaces because he’s a little paranoid that his room might have hidden microphones and cameras

You also carry around fidget toys for the older man to use during meetings, therapy, or anytime he’d like to use one

You ended up making him a Build-a-Bear for his birthday

You made him the Online Exclusive Piglet Gift Bundle with Sound

You wanted to use your own voice for the sound but decided against it because you knew if you did he wouldn’t keep it in his room

He loved the gift so much because Piglet reminded him of you because you are shorter than him and you always worry about him

Junkrat

Junkrat is a different case because he is so used to only having Roadhog caring about him and his health

You ask him how his prosthetic arm and leg feel each time you see him

You give him medication in case the Phantom Pain gets unbearable

You also let him and Roadhog know that there are other options to relieve the Phantom Pain in case neither of them have painkillers and if you’re not around or on vacation

On missions you constantly make sure that Junkrat is alright

You have always been concerned with his usage of bombs to fly through the air

You let him know that you do know someone who can fix his prosthetics whenever they become too damaged for him to fix

You also let him know that he does need to clean his Residual Limbs often just in case there are any sort of cuts or other injuries

He only showers for you because he knows that you worry about his physical health

It takes him a while to fully open up to you about his past and why he only talks to Roadie about his feelings

But he does go to you when he needs to talk to someone and Roadie isn’t available

You keep bomb plushies (they don’t explode but some of them do make explosion sounds.)

You and Roadhog end up making Junkrat two stuffed animals from Build-a-Bear for when he misses you two when you both or one of you are busy, on vacation, or on a mission without him

Roadhog made him the Online Exclusive Pinky Pig and you made him the Strawberry Cow Scented Gift Set

For the sounds of the plushies you both recorded your own voices. Of Roadhog was the voice for the pig

He loves both of them

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[iovetecchou]

hello! May i request sigma with the prombt number 3?

prompt: "I could just use a hug."

GN Reader.

1k words.

Sigma was tired of always being used and discarded. For once, he just wanted someplace to call home. A place where he didn’t have to fear that eventually he would no longer be of use, and thrown away once more.

Was there something wrong with him? Why was this the hand he was dealt in life? I mean sure, he had you. But how long would it take until eventually, you threw him away like a piece of garbage as well? He sighed at the thought, he didn’t want to be reluctant with you.

This was all he’s ever known, though. He was too scared to bring up his worries and fears with you. Assuming he would just be a nuisance if he spoke up about his own, unimportant feelings.

Sigma was sitting in the corner with his knees bent to his chest. Arms wrapping around his legs, with his face plastered right in the middle. Trying to get a single moment of peace and quiet from Dazai’s insistent pestering. If he touched Sigma’s hair one last time without permission, he’s sure he would snap.

You see, you and Sigma were a packaged deal. So, when Dazai chose Sigma as his one tool to use as his ticket out of this prison, you were chosen as well. You both were completely dumbfounded, out of all the tools he could have picked on the table, he chose the two individuals that wanted no part in this whole sadistic game whatsoever.

Dazai was twirling you around for the millionth time now, making you really dizzy. On your fourth or fifth spin, you caught a glimpse of Sigma in the corner, face hidden away from your view. “Dazai, will you stop! You look like a jellybean when you spin around with me like this, and you’re making me nauseous!”

Dazai pulled away in feigned offense, but he ultimately obliged. Letting you go as he began dancing by himself, what a weird guy. You walked over to your other half slowly, kneeling down next to him before soothing over his locks gently. You felt him tense up. “Shh, it’s just me, love. What’s troubling you?”

He softened up at your voice, he thought it was Dazai for a moment and he was seriously about to lose his mind. Sigma slowly pulled his head up from beneath his arms, turning his face in your direction. He looked so distressed, it pulled at your heartstrings.

He sighed shakily before he spoke up. “What if we never make it out of here? What if Dazai is just bluffing, I don’t want to get my hopes up y/n. I can't help but feel as though I’ll be scrapped once more.” He averted his gaze from your own, before taking another shaky breath.

“What if… eventually you get sick of me too…” You took in a harsh breath of your own, your chest ached further as you moved your free hand up to cup his jaw. You pulled his gaze back up to yours, and he could see the tears welling up in your eyes.

“Sigma… please don’t talk like that. I love you so much, and I would never discard you like all of those awful people from your past. I’m putting my faith in Dazai. We will make it out of this alive, and I will be beside you the whole way.”

A single tear dribbled over your lash line, making Sigma’a heart crack at the sight. He needed to have more faith in you, after all, you were different from everyone else. You stuck up for him, even when you were scared yourself. No one has ever shown him so much love and care in his whole life.

He drew his hand up to your cheek, wiping away the stray tear before you spoke up once more. “Now, what can I do at this moment to make you feel more at ease?” You asked softly, mustering up a small smile to offer him. He gave you a tight-lipped smile of his own, taking one last breath before he spoke up.

"I could just use a hug."

Your grin widened as you grabbed ahold of Sigma’s free hand. Pulling him and yourself up from where you both were kneeling. His other hand was still pressed against your cheek lovingly. Without another word shared between the two of you, you pulled Sigma in for a hug.

The hand along your face slid further back to hold the nape of your neck gently. His other hand was still interlocked with your own as you wrapped your free arm around his waist. You kept him flush against yourself, as he slowly untangled his hand from your own. Moving it up to clutch your waist tightly.

He was holding onto your dear life, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck as he let out a few shaky breaths. You moved your newly freed digits up Sigma’s back. Carding your fingers through his white and lavender locks softly. He smiled into your neck at the warm gesture.

“Feeling any better, love?” You whispered out, letting out a deep breath of your own that you didn’t even realize you were holding. Sigma simply nodded into your neck before pulling back slightly to gaze down at your face. “Yes… thank you y/n… I’m sorry for doubting you, and myself.”

You closed your eyes in contentment at his words and his actions. His thumb was caressing the nape of your neck so sweetly, it was comforting. You leaned closer into Sigma, lips nearly touching,

“Aww! I knew I made the right call when I chose the lovey-dovey couple! You two are prime entertainment~ ehe.” Dazai quipped out, ogling the two of you with his hands clasped together. He spun around to himself a few more times, making kissy faces at the two of you.

Sigma and yourself just shared a look, knowing exactly what the other was thinking before nodding in unison. Pulling away from one another slowly, before making your descent towards the jellybean himself.

Dazai halted, looking at the two of you with a puzzled look. “Hey, guys- I was only joking! Wait- WAIT-!

i really like how this one came out, thank you so much for your request! (:

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[chiara-hotel]

𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟐𝐭𝐡: 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐎𝐀 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫?

Characters: Fyodor, Bram, Nikolai & Sigma

Fyodor:

- Honestly I don’t think he’d dress up

- Unless Nikolai or someone else forced him to

- If he had to, he’d go with a classic Vampire, Mummy or Frankenstein 

- As for why, he just seems like someone to not go crazy

Bram:

- Another one who doesn’t care enough to celebrate

- He just goes as himself/a vampire

- Bram will get some accessories but not those stereotypical vampire costumes

- Also a crown sometimes

Nikolai:

- Would it really be Nikolai if he didn’t dress up?

- He would go over the top too, each hour he has a new costume

- Nikolai makes his coworkers & friends guess which costume he will put on next

- Bonus! You get a reward if you get it correct which could be lots of things depending on who you are and how close you are to Nikolai

- Poor Fyodor and the others every halloween

Sigma:

- I think he would host some sort of costume contest at the Casino, so he probably would dress up

- Nikolai helps him pick out a costume though

- For fun Nikolai might trick him into being a clown

- But Sigma doesn’t decide on his own costumes, his employees help him out a lot for these kind of decisions

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[nixnephili]

SHIBUSAWAAAA, that man is beautiful.

Here's Shibusawa ♡

Lemme know what you all think~

And i added a lil extra Sigma for good measure~☆ (Sigma was requested by @head-empty-just-sigma)

-Nix🌙

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[diagonal-queen]

Hey, I wasnt able to find rules for requests so Im assuming this is fine. May I have angst to fluff (comfort) for Sigma? Sigma got anxious or something happend and reader comforts him. Like gives him kisses and hugs and cookies, just the sweet stuff yk. He deserves it💕

i think sigma really does need some comfort after that elevator stunt...T-T also no this doesn't violate any of my rules at all! they can be found in my pinned post 🌸

Home Is Where the Heart Is

♡ pairing: Sigma x gn!Reader

♡ synopsis: After a gruelling few weeks of work, Sigma is worn out and the only way he'll feel better is with your comfort.

♡ wc: 1.2k

♡ cw: Sigma has an anxiety attack.

note: This MIGHT be the last thing I post in a little while, because plague has befallen me (covid) and I fear I may be playing a game with death (my head hurts). Very sorry friends :< Apologies for errors and I hope you enjoy x

Sensing the moods of others was essentially second nature to you by now. It was an ever-growing skill, disproportionately rocketing when you met and fell in love with Sigma (and became acquainted with his strange coworkers). You mostly used this ability when you needed to adjust your behaviour in the casino to maintain your boyfriend's professional reputation, but it had its other uses.

You understood that as the manager of a luxury casino, Sigma had his work laid out for him every waking hour of the day. There was seldom a period where he wasn't insanely busy. Though he was a strong man, you could tell when it weighed on him. Today was one of those days, in terrible transparency.

Sitting on your shared bed and scrolling your phone, you hadn't expected him to be back so soon. You'd returned after spending some free time in the casino with the assumption that you'd have a couple hours to yourself, which is why you were surprised when you saw Sigma burst through the door before slamming it behind him. Leaning against it and combing a hand through his hair, he let out a long, languid sigh.

You sat up, the movement causing his eyes to flicker towards you before widening.

"I didn't know you were in here," he gasped. You tilted your head.

"Are you alright?"

"...I..." Sigma straightened and wrung his hands together. "...it's fine."

"Hey, c'mon, it's clearly not. What happened, babe?" You asked, standing up and approaching him. "You look so worried."

Sigma didn't seem to want to meet your eyes, instead staring a hole into the ground with a concerned expression. He was clearly still focused on whatever had just happened outside.

"...Sigma?" You frowned, before blinking in realisation. You took him by the shoulders. "Look at me, Sigma." His silver eyes finally flickered up towards you, almost as if he were ashamed of his panic. "Come over here."

You took his hand and led him to your bed, where you two sat side by side. "Take a breath, and then talk to me, alright?"

Sigma slowly inhaled. "...it's the casino. And the Decay. Things are just really getting busy right now- which is fine, it's fine, but, uh...they're not going the way I anticipated. On top of that, I'm having more and more customer service issues, which distracts me from my other work, and then when I actually get to said other work I barely have time to complete it- let alone have any time to spend with you, and it's just..." He trailed off as his voice cracked.

You had actually noticed that Sigma had much less free time recently. He went to bed later and got out of bed earlier, and you had started feeling rather lonely. You knew that Sigma was busy and you didn't blame him, but at the same time you felt bad for not bringing it up with him. It seemed he could really have used your company.

"Sigma..." you started, "...c'mere." You pulled him into your arms and felt him return the hug instantly. He squeezed at your torso as if he hadn't felt your touch in ages.

"I'm sorry-"

"Take your time, Sigma," you encouraged him softly, as you carded your fingers through his hair. You felt his grip on you tighten, but he said nothing. His form was shaking slightly, and his breaths wavered as he appeared to be resisting the urge to cry.

You pat the back of his head as your other arm trailed down to his back to give it a comforting rub. His body was tense, you noticed. Sigma's fingers curled into your back as he let out a long sigh and buried his head into the crook of your neck.

"It's okay, honey," you said. "I've got you."

Sigma made a small noise, almost like a sob, before he pulled away from the embrace.

"...thank you for this," he told you, a tear finally spilling down his cheek. "Sometimes I just...all of this is overwhelming. I feel like I can't do anything."

"The both of us know, realistically, that that's not true, Sigma," you ran your thumbs over his knuckles. "There's nobody more dedicated to this casino than you. That's why you're the only person capable of managing it."

"...that's true, yes," he nodded, slowly. "Still, I can't help but feel like a fraud. I'm scared of the day that I'll be found out as someone...completely unremarkable."

"You're not unremarkable at all! You're such a special person, not just to me. Where would anyone in this place be without you? Where would the rest of the Decay be without you?" You asked, giving his hands a small shake. "You might feel like you're a nobody, but there's not another person who feels the same. Especially not me."

Sigma sniffed, before bowing his head with a smile. "You always know what to say, don't you?"

"I wouldn't say...normally. But when it comes to you, I just...I dunno. There's nothing that stops me from wanting to help you," you explained, feeling your face grow warm at the admission. Sigma seemed mildly surprised, before his face also turned red, probably more so than yours.

"You..." he began. "That's..."

"...something I got from you, I think," you finished, with a chuckle. Sigma tilted his head at you, eyes glistening.

"...you...mean that?" he whispered. You nodded, and his face broke into the sweetest smile. "...Y/N..."

"What?"

"...nothing. I love you." Sigma caressed your cheek and kissed you softly.

"I love you too, babe," you beamed, before raising your eyebrows. "Oh, here's an idea! We should have dinner together."

"...s-sorry?"

"Room service!" You suggested, in excitement. "We can chill out and spend the evening here together. You need a night off, Sigma."

"I don't think that'd be very beneficial to my workload, Y/N..." he muttered, rubbing his eyes. "...though I don't know even if I'd be able to get it done in this state, anyway."

"That's what I'm saying!" you insisted, standing up and approaching the phone on the wall. "I'll order for you while you get changed. What do you want? We can get dessert too- I'll get you some cookies. The real nice ones with salt sprinkled on the top, I know you like those."

Sigma watched speechlessly as you blabbered on during the process of making the call. It wasn't until you looked at him and insisted again that he change out of his work clothes that he nodded and stood up. Once he entered your shared wardrobe and closed the door behind him, he stood idle for a moment listening to your muffled voice on the phone, happily listing off your order that, if he weren't the manager, likely would have come with a hefty bill.

He let out an amused smile and loosened his tie, realising how much he was truly looking forward to the next few hours. There really was nobody quite like you to calm his anxiety and worries, and because of that he truly did consider you to be his respite. His home.

i loosely based this off a real scenario. and no, i wasn't in reader's position, i was in sigma's position lmao

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[flurry-of-stars]

𝒞𝒶𝓇𝒶 𝑀𝒾𝒶

Pairing: Dad Sigma x (Fem)Reader Genre: Fluff, OC kids, No Abilities AU (Sigma is still the general manager of the Sky Casino however) Summary: After a difficult day, your husband goes above and beyond just to see you smile again. Word count: 5.8k (A/N: I was inspired by a TikTok I saw hsdfsdfiajs. It was cute and I instantly thought of Sigma doing this for his wife and kids.) *＊✿❀○❀✿＊**＊✿❀○❀✿＊**＊✿❀○❀✿＊**＊✿❀○❀✿＊*

A gentle sigh escapes the young father’s lips as he finally leaves the nursery of his eight-month-old son, leaving the door slightly ajar just in case he wakes up and starts fussing again. Fixing his thick braid, he moves towards the kitchen to finish preparing his daughter’s lunch for school and dinner for himself and his dear wife.

Sigma moves with a silent air of elegance and the memorization of routine. He grabs Lucia’s beloved duck-themed lunchbox as he moves into the kitchen, stirring the creamy sauce for the dinner he was preparing for your return before moving towards the wooden cutting board.

Right as he starts preparing Lucia’s lunch, he hears the familiar jingle of the bell on your keys, noting with familiarity the way you twist the key the wrong way first before finally turning it the right way. The door clicks open, slowly creaking open as you step inside. All at once, Sigma stops what he’s doing to look at you.

You look exhausted. Your hair, which he had lovingly tied back for you this morning into a French braid, was loose and hanging over your shoulders messily. You drag your handbag in, as if it weighed as much as a bowling ball, finally giving up on it as it drops to the floor. Your make-up looks like it's been running…

“Darling? Are you okay?” Sigma calls out softly, placing star-cut strawberries into your daughter’s lunch box. He wipes his hands on his apron, turning to give you his full attention. His grey eyes fill with sympathy as he steps over to you, arms outstretched. You groan loudly, practically collapsing into his arms. He holds you, heading resting over his heart as he runs a hand soothingly through your hair. “Love?” He asks once more, more softly this time.

You grumble and groan into his chest, a wisp of a sob on your lips as you mumble, “Today was like a nightmare. Everything I did was wrong and I just–” You start getting worked up again, sounding both irritated and like you’re about to cry. You can feel the mix of emotions bubbling up inside you, then escape as a shaky groan. Hand gently caressing your back, Sigma gives you a worried frown and nods.

“Go and get settled on the sofa. I’ll bring you your dinner and you can tell me all about it.” Slowly, he lets you go as if he’s terrified to even just let you go two steps away from him while you’re like this. You pull away, a bit begrudgingly as well, as you move towards the little lounge room. You notice the toddler toys scattered all over the floor and smile fondly. Despite how bad of a day you’d had, you kneel, picking up Gabriel’s favourite plush toy. A white teddy bear you and Sigma had bought for him with his name engraved on the chest.

You sit on the sofa, rubbing the plush toy’s soft fur as you listen to Sigma working away in the kitchen. You look over, watching as your dear husband and father to your two children, works diligently. He goes from checking the taste of the sauce in the frying pan one more time, while cutting up Lucia’s sandwich, to putting her lunchbox in the fridge for tomorrow and pouring you a glass of your favourite wine.

In just a matter of minutes, Sigma was returning to your side, placing your dinner plate in front of you- which seemed to be chicken and gnocchi in a deliciously creamy sauce- and your glass of wine as you placed the stuffed toy on the coffee table. Rather than retrieving his plate, he came to sit beside you, hands going to your shoulders to massage them gently, to undo the day's stress that was knotted away in your shoulders. “There you are, my darling. Be careful, it’s still hot.”

Smiling softly at your husband, you lean closer to him, kissing his cheek softly as you murmur, “You’re too good to me…” With that, you begin eating the meal Sigma made for you both. It’s delicious, of course. ‘When isn’t it?’ you think to yourself as you savour another bite. Then, at last, Sigma gently breaks the silence.

“So…what happened at work today, dear?” That was all you needed to hear. With a heavy sigh, you began lamenting your exhausting, horrible day to your husband. From grabbing a coffee that wasn’t the one you ordered in a rush, to said person who ordered it screaming at you, despite your apologies. From your computer freezing and losing important documents your boss needed for an upcoming court case, to dealing with that one man who wanted one of the lawyers in the organisation where you worked to represent him while treating you like less than dirt in the process.

But the final straw for you was the email you had received regarding your dinner reservation on Saturday night. It was a new, romantic restaurant you had been dreaming of going to with Sigma for the past few months. “But they called to say the restaurant is undergoing urgent repairs and won’t be open for the next few weeks.” It was such a silly thing to get upset over, but after the day you’d had, it had reduced you to tears.

Pulling you closer to his chest, Sigma runs a hand through her hair soothingly, giving your back a sympathetic caress, “You were really looking forward to it, huh?” You nod shakily, a sob almost threatening to leave your lips again. He feels his heart aching as he gazes down at you, beginning to tear up again. He hated seeing you upset like this.

“It’s silly…” You begin before you pause, catching a heavy breath in your throat. You sigh heavily, raising a hand to wipe your tears away before you can begin sobbing again. “But I was looking forward to all of it. The experience, the food, having a reason to dress up.” You shake your head. “They said they’ll move our reservation back but we won’t be able to get in for another month or so.”

You lay your head against Sigma’s chest, mumbling into his apron, “You must think I’m childish to get upset over something so silly.”

Giving you a small amused smile, Sigma pulls you closer, nuzzling the top of your head affectionately as he softly whispers, “Not at all, my darling. I know how much this meant to you after all. It’s saddening that we’ll have to wait even longer to experience it, but at least they didn’t cancel our reservation altogether.”

He can tell by your grumble that perhaps that hadn’t been the right thing to say. You knew he was just trying to be positive and show you the bright side but you didn’t want to see the bright side right now. It was great that you still had a reservation, but as you should after how much you paid to reserve a table there.

Before the discussion can continue, a soft cry comes from the nursery. You sigh as you push yourself up, rising to your feet, “I’ll go check on Gabe. I could do with some toddler cuddles after today.” With a small smile, you excuse yourself from the living room, heading down the hallway and leaving Sigma alone. He frowns deeply, contemplating what he could do to cheer you up. His thumb rubs his wedding band in an almost familiar, repetitive action as he thinks.

His gaze wanders to your half-eaten dinner. He rises to his feet, picking up the plate as he prepares to put it in the oven to keep it warm when it hits him. He stares down at the plate of food, his body tingling as the idea rushes through his veins. Yes…yes, this could work! Hurrying into the kitchen, he places both yours and his plate into the oven before he hurries towards his laptop. He could make this work.

♡ “--And then I wanna go and get one of those sprinkle doughnuts from that fancy place and then–!” Lucia chatters happily as Sigma ties her hair back into a ponytail with an adorable rainbow ribbon as she bounces in place. The seven-year-old was always so full of energy, but today especially so. She was going out for a mommy-daughter day with you. You hadn’t gone out together for such a day since you fell pregnant with Gabriel.

But there was another reason for this. As Sigma finishes tying Lucia’s hair back, he speaks up in a warm, fatherly voice. He keeps his voice hushed, as you are in the next room over, dressing Gabriel, “You certainly have a lot of plans for today, little Lucia. But don’t forget. You need to make sure mommy finds a really pretty dress to come home in, okay? Can you promise me that?”

“Yes, papa!” Lucia happily replies, with a wide, bright smile on her face as she turns to face her father. Sigma gives her an affectionate smile as he begins fixing the ruffles of her dress slightly. “But do you promise I can get the sprinkle doughnut and the mermaid doll and–”

“My, my, it sounds like you have our entire day planned, don’t you Lucia?” Sigma looks up as you step into the room. Even in just a simple floral dress, you looked as radiant to him as the day he first laid eyes on you. You smile sweetly as you walk over to Sigma, passing Gabriel to him, who you’ve dressed in his favourite fox overalls. He squeals with excitement as Lucia hurries over to you excitedly.

As she begins chattering away about her plans, Sigma holds his son close, his mind wandering to his plans. His gaze trails to the cute unicorn alarm clock on Lucia’s bedside table. 10 am. That gave him at least seven hours to prepare everything. He could manage that.

He walks you and Lucia to the front door of the apartment, Gabriel on his hip and your handbag in his other hand. He passes it over to you as he speaks in a warm, though slightly playful voice, “Now I’m not going to give you a spending limit with my card, but at least try and keep it under the down payment for a new home.”

You giggle, nudging your husband softly. His smile sweetens as he leans down, kissing you softly on the lips. You return the kiss, mumbling, “We’ll be back before sunset. I love you.”

“Love you too, my darling,” Sigma softly replies, looking over as Lucia excitedly rushes towards the elevator. He chuckles as he sees her pressing the buttons over and over again, “You might want to catch up before Lucia goes shopping without you.”

You turn, sighing with amusement as you follow after your daughter. After saying farewell, Sigma closes and locks the door. With a determined look, he hurries over to his laptop, picking it up with his free hand and bringing it into the kitchen. He places Gabriel down in his high chair, a smile on his face as he opens his laptop, pulling up the documents he needs.

“Do you know what we’re doing today, Gabe?” He asks the toddler. He makes a few sounds as he slams his hands on his tray. Sigma reaches out to the toys he’d already prepared in a basket on the countertop, passing them over to his son as he speaks, “Mommy was upset because our reservation was pushed back.”

He clicks away on his laptop for a few seconds before a few videos, recipe cards and instructions show up on his screen. He had everything organised, bookmarked and ready to go. He keeps speaking as Gabriel throws a few plastic blocks onto the floor, “So I decided to look up the meals your mommy was excited to try the most and recreate them at home.” He walks over to Gabriel, picking up the blocks off the floor and returning them to his tray. He affectionately rubs his cheek, making him squeal.

“We’re going to spoil your mommy. She deserves it after all her hard work, don’t you think?”

“Maa!” Gabriel excitedly replies, bouncing in his high chair. Sigma chuckles, patting his son’s head. Yes, this was going to be perfect. He had a lot he wanted to get done before you got home but seven hours was plenty of time! He was going to start with the dessert first. A hazelnut tiramisu. It would need to sit and chill for eight hours after all, and besides, baking was like second nature to Sigma! It would be the easiest part of the entire menu.

Or so he had thought. He hadn’t factored in looking after a toddler while trying to multitask baking. As he was in the middle of creating the caramel for the tiramisu, Gabriel seemed to grow bored of sitting in his high chair. He starts sobbing, throwing all of his toys off of the tray, kicking his little feet. With his fatherly instincts kicking in, Sigma leaves the caramel for just a moment. “Shh, shh Gabe, come here…”

He picks his son up, cradling him close to his chest and patting him on the back. He’s just about to reach over and grab his pacifier from the countertop when the smell of burning hits his nose. Grey eyes widening, he turns to see black smoke already rising from the saucepan. He had only left it for two seconds!

He rushes over, grabbing it off the stovetop, a small, panicked sound escaping him. He was usually more careful than this! With Gabriel still on his hip, he rushes the saucepan over to the sink, filling it with water with a heavy sigh. Well, that was okay. He would just have to start over from scratch. It would only take him six minutes to make the caramel.

“Baba!” Gabriel babbles, patting his tiny belly. Well…perhaps he could get started on it after feeding Gabriel an early lunch.

･ﾟ✧

Now with Gabriel on his hip, Sigma begins preparing the seasonings for the slow-cooked chicken dish he’d heard you talking about. It was the one meal he knew you were looking forward to. ‘They say the chicken falls apart in your mouth!’ You’d gushed so many times with a hunger in your eyes. He had to make sure this dish was perfect.

As he scatters one herb inside the pot, he double-checks his recipe as Gabriel gnaws on his plastic spoon. He makes a loud sound as he cries out, holding it out as if asking for more. With a smile, Sigma takes it, scoops up another spoonful of Greek yoghurt and feeds it to his son. He giggles, taking the spoon back and licking it hungrily, while Sigma adds the broth to the slow cooker. Now all he needed was a dash of pepper.

At the moment that Sigma turns to grab the ground black pepper, Gabriel lets out a squeal as he throws his plastic spoon, the bright blue projectile aiming right for the slow cooker. With a gasp, Sigma reaches out, grabbing the spoon…or so he thinks. With the pepper in hand, he smacks the spoon, sending it in another direction, away from the slow cooker.

What remains of the Greek yoghurt still on the spoon splatters across the countertop and splats on the floor while Gabriel giggles, a large dust cloud of pepper gusting up in their faces. Gabriel is the first to start sneezing up a storm, before moments later, Sigma joins him in the sneeze fest. He could feel the pepper tickling his nose and the back of his throat as he sneezes multiple times in a row, holding Gabriel as he moves away from the kitchen.

It’s a good thing he does too. After one particularly bad sneeze, Gabriel decides to pay his father back for knocking his well-aimed plastic projectile away from the slow cooker. Greek yoghurt and this morning’s breakfast end up all over Sigma’s apron and shirt, a loud sigh escaping him before he sneezes again, “Alright you…it's time for a bath…”

･ﾟ✧ With Gabriel bathed, fed and now taking a nap in the lounge room, Sigma finally gets the chance to busy himself in the kitchen. The chicken is in the slow cooker, an aromatic smell filling the apartment as he puts the finishing touches on the tiramisu at last, storing it carefully in the fridge. He looks at the time. 1 pm. He’s making good time. He still has plenty of time to prepare the homemade bread buns and prepare the dining room for your and Lucia’s return.

He breathes a sigh of relief as he leans against the kitchen counter, a warm cup of tea resting between his palms. He smiles softly to himself. He was already beginning to imagine your reaction when you walked into the apartment. The surprise in your eyes. The joy. The way you would finally smile that large, beautiful smile of yours. The one he hadn’t seen properly since your terrible day earlier in the week.

At the end of the day, Sigma didn’t mind if he had to cook one meal, ten or a hundred. He would go to hell and back for you, just to see you and his children smiling. After all, you were the one to finally grant him the one thing he dreamed of most. A home. A place he could call his own. Beyond that, you’d even given him a family. Ever since the day you accepted him as a boyfriend and eventually accepted his hand in marriage, Sigma had felt like his life had become a beautiful dream he never wanted to wake up from.

You had been like a tiny flame in the darkness when you appeared in the casino that night. Life was looking more and more like a living hell to Sigma at the time, his dreams seeming to be growing further away from his touch. He had grown to find his dream foolish, unobtainable. But there you were, dancing by his fingertips, as if encouraging him to hope a little harder, your light illuminating not just his whole world, but deep into his hopeless, sorrowful soul.

You were his light, his love. His everything. He owed you so much. The least he could do was spoil you like you, his darling, truly deserved. He just hoped it would be enough. He looks over at the slow cooker, at the oven heating up in preparation for the buns he had yet to make. He frowns worriedly. Could his cooking truly compare to restaurant-quality food?

His thoughts are disrupted by the buzzing of his phone. He reaches out, grabbing it to check who it is, though he already knows it’s you. He smiles sweetly as he sees your message.

Cara Mia [1:05pm]: Sigma, why is Lucia insisting I buy this two thousand dollar dress? She wants me to wear it home too. Cara Mia [1:06pm]: She says ‘daddy said to.’ Sigma….what’s going on? Sigma winces; well, at least it didn’t seem like Lucia had told you the reason behind buying the dress. He felt bad about lying to you but it was all for a good reason. Besides, he wasn’t technically lying, he supposed. His fingers type quickly as he replies; Me [1:08pm]: Ah, sorry my love. I didn’t get the chance to mention it.

Me [1:09pm]: I have some VIPs coming for a surprise visit for dinner tonight, so I need you to look your best.

Me [1:10pm]: I’m so sorry for the short notice, but I promise to make it up to you. I love you.

Cara Mia [1:13pm]: So suddenly? You’re usually so much more prepared for the VIPs.

Cara Mia: [1:14pm]: Well…alright. But I’m not spending two grand on a dress. And you’ll owe me.

Cara Mia [1:15pm]: You know how ; ) Love you too <3

Sigma feels a shiver run through him as he reads that, his cheeks suddenly heating a little. He still hadn’t adapted to your forwardness when flirting even after marrying and having two children with you. Though he was certain he wouldn’t owe you after you saw his surprise.

But he was more than happy to spoil you in more than one way tonight.

♡ It was almost showtime. With Gabriel back in his high chair, babbling and cooing loudly, Sigma prepares the dining room to look like a five-star restaurant. Using what he has on hand, he’s placed a beautiful white tablecloth over the dining table that is usually reserved for birthdays and holidays. However, he wasn’t sure where you had stored the table runners, so he was resourceful by using a black cheesecloth he had found in the kitchen. He truly hoped you didn’t notice what it actually was.

Setting up the placemats, cups and plates, he begins lighting the candles, much to Gabriel’s delight. He squeals, becoming more excited as he reaches towards the flames that are, thankfully, far from his grasp. He smiles at his son, chuckling as he sees how adorable he looks in the little tuxedo he managed to get on him. He would have to take a photo later of you, Gabriel and Lucia together.

Sigma had also dressed up as well in a white shirt, black slacks and vest, with a small cute bow tie around his neck. His hair was tied back to prevent it from getting anywhere near the food when the time came to serve it. He looks up from the table to check the time; 5 pm. You and Lucia would be here any minute.

Rushing to put on some soft, classical music on a low volume, Sigma dimmed the lights. He had everything prepared and ready to go as he waits patiently to hear those sounds he’d memorised so well. First, before anything else, he hears the excited giggles of his daughter. The warm voice of his love as well, though muffled. The soft click of high heels on the tiled floor outside the apartment.

Then he hears the familiar jingle, the small golden bell on your keys jingling loudly as you insert it into the lock. Twisting once in the wrong direction, he hears Lucia playfully reminding her mother “Not that way! The other way, mama!” Then, the satisfying click! As you unlock the apartment door. All at once, Sigma stops as his breath hitches in his throat.

To say you looked beautiful was an understatement. To Sigma, you had always looked heavenly enough to make angels blush. But right now, you stood before him in a pastel purple sweetheart dress with the same accessories you had worn out this morning alongside your dear daughter, who was wearing a puffy, baby blue princess-style dress with shimmering silver stars adorning the fabric. You’d even gotten her a plastic tiara, it seemed.  Your white high heels click on the wooden flooring as you and Lucia enter.

Sigma shakes his head, ignoring the heat rising in his cheeks as he approaches you and Lucia, bowing politely. You’re taken off guard for a moment as you give your husband a curious smile. He usually went the extra mile for VIPs, but he'd never done this before, “Sigma? What is all this?”

Standing up straight, Sigma puts on an all too familiar warm smile. The smile that drew you to him when you first encountered him at the Sky Casino all those years ago, “Good evening, my dear guests. It’s a pleasure to have you dining here with us tonight. Will a table for three be alright?”

You look at your husband in confusion for a few seconds before you suddenly break out with an amused grin. You cover your mouth, taking a step back and shaking your head, “Sigma…you didn't–”

With a sweet smile, Sigma ushers you and Lucia towards the table where Gabriel is still happily sitting in his high chair, babbling away. Your eyes fall on him, a soft laugh escaping you as you see the tuxedo he’s dressed in. Instantly, he coos happily, holding his hands out to you, “Mama!”

Picking Gabriel up out of his high chair and sitting him on your lap as Lucia comes to sit beside you, Sigma approaches, handing both you and Lucia a menu he made by hand, passing a baby-proof menu to Gabriel. You giggle as you open Gabriel’s menu for him, the excited toddler smacking the photo of what looks like pumpkin purée. Sigma steps over, nodding in approval.

“Ah, I see. The young master would like slow roast pumpkin purée for his main?” He smiles at both you and his son, your sweet giggles of amusement filling his heart with warmth. Gabriel squeals and slaps the photo again before you put the menu aside with a nod. You open your own and almost instantly, your heart feels like it’s about to burst with affection.

“Sigma..” You sound so utterly touched and for a moment, Sigma thinks you might tear up. You look up at him as you huddle Gabriel close, your lip quivering. His smile grows sweeter, a faint pink colour rising on his cheeks. But he decides to keep his act up for the moment.

“Would you like to order, my darling?”

“I want the chicken!” Lucia suddenly perks up excitedly as she tugs on her father’s sleeve. As he turns to her, she grins warmly, “Can I have an apple juice too?”

He repeats her words for her, trying to encourage her to use her manners, “Can I have an apple juice…?” Lucia nods warmly, smiling happily. With a sigh, he pats her head, “Please.”

“So can I?” She asks again, making Sigma huff softly. He can hear you giggling in amusement as he turns to you, putting his hands together.

“Alright, so the young master will be having our slow-roasted pumpkin purée, and the young lady will be having the balsamic cranberry roast chicken with a glass of apple juice. Can I get you the same, my darling? Although perhaps you’d prefer a glass of wine? We have a fine bottle of chateau angelus if you would fancy a glass?”

Your eyes widen. It was moments like these that you were reminded just who you had married. Normally you would turn down such a luxury outside of special occasions but just this once, you nod as you had your menu back to your husband, “Yes. That would be wonderful.”

With a nod, Sigma exits the dining room, heading into the kitchen to plate up the meals. In just a matter of minutes, he returns with the pumpkin purée. You stifle a giggle, noticing that it’s the same pumpkin purée you had made the night before for Gabriel’s dinner tonight. Placing the plastic bowl in front of you, Sigma nods, “Here is the slow-roasted pumpkin purée for the young master. It’s one of our best-selling meals.”

“Talk about fast service,” you joke, noticing the steaming, hot dinner rolls Sigma places on the table as well. You breathe in their smell, being able to tell from smell alone that they were made from scratch. You pick up the spoon and begin feeding Gabriel while Sigma returns to plating the main course.

“Mommy, can I have one of the buns?” Lucia asks, sitting on her knees in her chair. She tries to reach across to grab one as you gently touch her hand.

“Not yet, sweetie. They’re still too hot. Please sit down properly, dear.” You resume feeding Gabriel. Although, judging from the puréed pumpkin dribbling down his chin, his meal wouldn’t last much longer. You gently rub his back, “Come on Gabe, you love pumpkin.”

Whining softly, Gabriel tries to shove the little plastic spoon out of your hand, swatting at it with his hands. You sigh, putting the spoon back into the bowl as Sigma returns, serving Lucia her plate first, then yours. You can’t help but hum in delight at the alluring smell of the home-cooked meal being served to you. Looking down, it looks so close to the photos you’d seen online.

“Here we are, two servings of balsamic cranberry roast chicken, with the chicken pre-cut for the young lady.” As he says this, he places Lucia’s apple juice down near the top of her plate. With a grin, Lucia squirms in her chair.

“Papa, can I have one of the buns?” She asks, earning a sigh from you. Sigma nods, reaching over and picking up one of the buns while sliding the plate over so it’s placed more between you and your daughter. He cuts it open with the knife next to your plate, buttering it before giving it to Lucia.

“Be careful, it’s hot.” He warns her gently before he stands up, touching your shoulder as he adds, “I’ll be right back with your wine, my darling.”

You smile sweetly as you look down at your plate, a sharp gasp escaping you as you see Gabriel already shoving his tiny hands into the mashed potato on your plate, “Gabriel!” You pull him back as he whines, threatening to cry. Grabbing a napkin, you begin to wipe one of his hands as he sticks the other in his mouth, enjoying the taste of the mashed potatoes. You sigh a little, rubbing his back softly, “Why don’t we share, Gabe? Here, look.”

You move to pick up the spoon in his pumpkin purée, preparing to wipe it down before feeding your son. But the moment he sees the spoon, he whines, as if expecting you to start feeding him the purée again. He waves his clean hand, smacking it down on the table, snagging the lip of the bowl. You cry out as thick, pumpkin purée splatters all over your dress, staining the gorgeous fabric a vibrant orange.

At the same moment, Lucia pushes her plate away, completely untouched after finishing her apple juice along with the entire plate of bread rolls, a huge smile on her face, “I’m finished with dinner, Mommy!”

It’s safe to say that your husband wasn’t expecting this much chaos to unfold within the thirty seconds it took him to return with your wine.

♡ You sigh heavily, dropping down onto the couch wearing just a fluffy white robe as you begin drying your hair with a towel. You already left your new dress to soak in the laundry while Sigma put the kids to bed. You breathe in deeply, noticing the smell of cranberry in the air and smile softly. You think he must have put my serving in the oven to keep it warm. Sigma was always so thoughtful and caring. Not just with you but with everyone. But tonight, he truly went above and beyond for you.

You stand up, moving silently towards the hallway. You quietly sneak towards Lucia’s room, the door slightly ajar, soft, yellowish-orange light seeping out into the hallway from her bedside lamp. You can hear her beloved music box playing a soft melody, while Sigma reads to her.

“--And at that point, my big old dream, which was once in a drawer, shook and climbed, took to the sky and soared…and soared…and soared…” He softly reads the last line, noticing that Lucia is already starting to drift off to sleep in her bed. He smiles affectionately, leaning in to kiss her forehead. He turns off the bedside lamp as he murmurs, “Good night, my little Princess. Pleasant dreams.”

With a tender touch, he runs a hand over her head. Then he gets up, looking up at you as he heads for the doorway, the affection in his smile bursting with warmth as he approaches you. You step back as he steps out, closing the door with a gentle click. He speaks in a hushed voice to not disturb the children, “Both Gabe and Lucia are asleep. I’m going to reach out to an old patron of the casino in the morning who’ll know how to get that stain out of your dress.”

His arm wraps around your waist as he pulls you in. Your arms instinctively find their way around his shoulders, pulling him closer as his face presses against the soft, fluffy fabric of your robe, “I’m sorry, my darling. It seems my surprise didn’t go quite as I had planned it to.”

Your hands move from his shoulders to tenderly cup his cheeks, turning his face towards you. You smile lovingly at your husband, leaning in to kiss him on the lips. A small, faintly surprised look crosses his features before he melts into your soft kiss, his hands gently caressing your waist for a heartbeat before you pull back.

“Oh love. Just because it didn’t go to plan doesn’t mean it wasn’t one of the sweetest things anyone has ever done for me,” you whisper, caressing his cheeks with your thumbs, feeling as they faintly start to heat up. “I can’t believe you went through all the trouble of looking these recipes up, just for me.”

Sigma’s hands lift, tenderly taking hold of your hands. He intertwines his hands with yours, his thumb caressing the back of your hand, his grey eyes, full of devotion and love gazing deeply into your own. His voice is full of unshakable devotion as he whispers, “My darling, I would move heaven and earth just to see you smile for a moment. Researching and recreating these recipes is the least I could do for you.”

He pulls you in once more, hand rising to caress the back of your head, his fingers running through your hair. He kisses the top of your head, murmuring, “Your happiness and well-being along with our children’s is the most important thing in the world to me. I love you, Cara Mia.”

“I love you too…” You whisper back as you feel him pressing another kiss to the top of your head, the heat in your cheeks growing. As you gaze affectionately up at your husband, he gazes down at you. His heart swells as he sees it. The way your lips quirk up slowly. The radiant glimmer in your eyes. The way his heart fills with warmth that slowly seeps into his entire body. Yes...that's the smile he wanted to see. The one that was on your beautiful face the first day you'd met each other. You go quiet for a moment, your fingers gently tapping the back of one of his hands as you ask in a playful voice, “Soo…I don’t suppose you also made their famous tiramisu as well…~?”

Sigma blinks a few times, then with a chuckle, he smirks at you. Sliding his hand around your waist, he begins to guide you back towards the kitchen, “Maybe I did, maybe I didn’t. And don’t think I’ve forgotten what I still owe you. Tonight is your night, my darling. And I plan to spoil you in more ways than one." *＊✿❀○❀✿＊**＊✿❀○❀✿＊**＊✿❀○❀✿＊*

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[mncxbe]

hi hi! could i maybe req bram (if u write for him), sigma and ranpo with a cuddly reader pls?

hi dear nonnie♡♡ sorry it took me so long to answer it's been quite a busy time for me. hope you like it^^

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𝑩𝒓𝒂𝒎, 𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒑𝒐, 𝑺𝒊𝒈𝒎𝒂 𝒙 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑩𝒓𝒂𝒎

sweet boy; he's not used to physical touch

the only human contact he had in a while was Fukuchi grabbing his collar and Aya carrying him around the airport like a backpack

so naturally, it takes him a while to get used to your affections

in time he grows fond of your sweet and clingy personality; Bram loves cuddling with you at night, falling asleep in your embrace

he's the little spoon most of the times♡

Spooning, I see. So what am I supposed to do? Just wrap my arms around you like this... this isn't as bad as I thought.

𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒑𝒐

the clingiest man in existence; he can't be with an s/o who doesn't love physical touch

ofc he's thrilled when you cuddle him

he likes it when you sit on his lap facing him, your laced with his hair, gently massaging his scalp while he works on cases, or when the two of you watch a movie in the evening, wrapped in each other's embrace i'd die for this

most of all tho, Ranpo loves waking up next to you, his arms wrapped snugly around your waist, sleepy face buried in your chest. he gets so pouty when you tell him you have to get out of bed

Sugar... just five more minutes please I want you to hold me~ What do you mean I gotta go to work? I'm the greatest detective in the world I can afford to be late to work.

𝑺𝒊𝒈𝒎𝒂

another shy baby

Sigma gets so flustered when you shower him with hugs and kisses. he has quite a low self esteem, always doubting his worth and the fact that you're so affectionate towards him means a lot. it's the best form of reassurance

he loves loves loves it when you walk by his side, snuggling his arm to your chest, or when you hug him from behind while he makes breakfast in the kitchen

not to mention that he's the type of lover who still has a crush on you even months after the two of you get together, so you always get that adorable reaction out of him when you cuddle

Y/N wait what are you~ aah wait but I just got out of the shower you can't just hug me like this. Damn you... I love you. // live Sigma reaction

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[the-travelling-witch]

🂱 9:11 pm with Sigma ♢ ﾟ｡⋆࿐

cw: tooth-rotting fluff and very self-indulgent ♡

The smell of chocolate and sugar wafted through your apartment as you stretched your legs on the couch. As the episode of the TV show came to a close, you knew the batch would be done soon too.

Despite the colours flashing across the screen, most of your attention was directed at the man currently lying with his head in your lap. There was a pleased hum coming from him as you gently scraped your nails across Sigma’s scalp, playing with the soft dual-coloured locks.

“Do you even keep up with what’s going on?” You teasingly prodded as your thumbs traced along his eyebrows, over his temple and down to his cheekbones, past his closed eyes. “I’m not restarting the episode, so it’s your loss if you have no clue what’s going on next time.”

“‘s okay,” he mumbled before emphasising your point with a yawn. Patting around for your hand, he dropped it onto his hair again, quietly urging you to continue running your hands through it.

“My poor angel,” you cooed softly but genuinely, “must be exhausting being the best casino manager there is.”

“Am not.”

“So are.”

Sigma rejected the notion with a click of his tongue and you pretended not to notice the smile tugging at his lips or the way he leaned further into your touch. Just as you pushed his bangs from his forehead and placed a sweet kiss there, the beeping of your oven sounded through the room.

Your efforts to get up earned you a groan from your boyfriend. “Come on baby, they’re gonna burn if I don’t get up now.”

“Just stay for a minute longer.”

“No because, one, we’ll burn the house down, and two, if I burn this batch, I won’t be able to cuddle with you because I’ll have to start over.”

“You drive a hard bargain,” Sigma huffed but reluctantly lifted himself off your lap.

As you checked the cookies and pulled them out of the oven, you heard the outro of the show play in the background. Cleaning the baking equipment, you left the treats to cool off a little before lifting them off the tray.

Humming along with your mind somewhere else, you squeaked as two arms wrapped around your waist from behind and a familiar weight draped itself over you.

“My, you’re clingy today,” you chuckled. “Not that I mind, not at all; in fact, I quite like it. But what’s bringing this on?”

“Nothing important really…” Sigma trailed off.

Putting your hands over his arms crossing in front of you, you caressed them, tracing random shapes there in hopes of comforting him.

“You can tell me, you know that right? I never want you to feel like you can’t confide in me, angel,” you whispered.

“It’s just— Ugh, it’s so stupid,” he sighed, burying his head in the crook of your neck. His breath fanned over your skin and you felt the touch of his plush lips as he searched for words. “I’ve been thinking recently… about my home.”

“The casino?” you encouraged him.

“That’s just it. I love the casino, I really do, but lately it doesn’t feel like ‘home’ anymore.” This time you patiently waited for him to continue on his own. You knew he wanted to tell you but was fighting with himself over what your reaction would be. “I thought the Sky Casino was all I needed but it’s been different since I met you.

“I think… you are my new home…”

As soon as the words left his mouth, you felt him stiffen behind you, slowly unwinding his arms from around you. “I’m so sorry… That was a totally weird thing to say, wasn’t it?”

Turning around as you intertwined your fingers with his to urge him to keep his hands planted on your waist before bringing yours up to cup his reddened cheeks.

“No, it’s not weird, the opposite really. It’s a beautiful thing to say, thank you.” Bringing him closer, you kissed his forehead again, this time letting your lips linger a little longer than before. “If it’s any comfort to you, you are my home as well. No matter where I go, as long as you’re with me I know I’ll be okay.”

You smiled softly at the way his eyes widened and he swallowed hard, swiftly bringing his hands up to cover his glowing face. When you pulled his wrists down, Sigma shyly averted his eyes as he tried to hide behind his fringe.

“No need to be embarrassed, angel, even if you’re quite cute like this,” you winked at him. Changing the topic, much to his relief, you held up a cookie. “Wanna try them while they’re still warm?”

Curiously waiting for his verdict, you studied the way the light of your kitchen reflected in his bright eyes. It was a good time to remind yourself how lucky you were to see this side to the enigma that Sigma was to most people.

“They’re really good!” He exclaimed before catching himself and giving you a sheepish smile. “Thank you for making them.”

“Of course,” you grinned. “Wanna grab a plate and a glass of milk and watch another episode? That is, if you feel like paying attention this time around.”

Sigma gave you an affectionate flick to the forehead but before long enough the two of you were snuggled up on the couch again, curled up amongst blankets and with chocolate filling your senses.

Despite teasing him earlier, you too didn’t spare the screen much attention as you sunk into the warmth of your boyfriend’s arms. As you basked in the love tangible in the room, you traced a diamond shape onto the plane of his chest, which he quickly returned in the form of a heart on your back.

It sure was nice to be home.

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[nikolais-eyepatch]

could you do like somethin w sigma where like reader and him go to a little festival together ?

NEED UR BRAIN PLS!! HOPE U ENJOYY! I LOVE SIGMA SM!!! LOVE UR USERNAME TOO!

"what about that one?" he says his eyes full of excitement yet somehow he tried acting as if he wasen't as excited yet you knew that he was trying to mask the rush of anxiety and enthusiasm.

"Do you even know how to play that, sigma?" you question with a small smile as you see his expression; one of uncertanity

"No...don't you wanna play that though?" he says as he shrugs his shoulders with a slight blush on his face he points to another game, this one being a ring-toss game,fairly easy right?

Yeah fairly easy your ass- there was no way this game wasn't rigged! The prize was a lilac colored penguin, and a ring toss game! Easy right? You even promised Sigma that you could get him a prize! Well no. Quite humiliating.

“We don't have to do this game (name)-” he mutters as he dead pans watching you try to throw the rings onto a bottle while complaining and cursing under your breath, desperte.

“But we have to!” you whine as you stare at him, you precisely measure and calculate the difference and everything else then slightly fling the ring…you needed one more in order to win the prize, this was already your fourth attempt as you try to get everything right just to win the penguin.

Sigma is just standing there to the side of you just watching you as he clutches the bag of popcorn and doesn't even eat it as his eyes seem slightly mesmerized at your persistence..

Then the ring...doesn't make it and then you sigh loudly as you look shocked and hurt! 

“There's no way! You saw that right, sigma! Huh?!” you exclaim as you turn around and face sigma and explain to him.

“I mean you know the name there are other games, plus it's just a stuffed animal.” he tried reassuring you with a sheepish smile as he pats your shoulder then puts his hand on your lower back as he tries getting you to forget about it and play another game since you seemed hopeless.

“One more! I just need to get this for you! I swear then we can play another game!” you cry out as you plead him with hands slightly raised to gesture to him to give you one more chance to get it perfect!

He stares at you questingly then sighs; knowing he couldn't say no to you as he sighs then nods his head with a small crooked smile as the way you were quite persistent on winning this for him then he chuckles and says “mhm sure go ahead, (name), good luck!” he says as you turn around determined to win this..

‘Ping’ one toss- made it…!

You shakily breathe as you wipe your sweaty palms on your clothes as you get ready to throw the second one….only two more to go!

You squint your eyes at the bright colorful lights of the festival as you slightly throw the next one.

The dread is short lasting as the second one goes in! You jump in excitement slightly making sure not to jinx it as you get closer to the machine as you glance at sigma and see him watching you with a curious face and a small soft smile as he meets your eyes.

‘Only one more left’ you tell yourself as you then lean forward and decide to not throw but more likely toss it into the air then it's decided if you win

….’ping!’

you glance down and notice that all three have been successfully plopped onto the bottles-

The first instinct is to grab Sigma's hands and jump around exactly with a bright smile as he stares at you affectionately with a grin as he mutters out a quick ‘maybe I should give you good luck more…?’ as he tries his best to adjust to your excitement and also hold the bag of popcorn!

 You then accept the lilac colored penguin from the vender as you walk towards sigma then say “it has your hair!!” as you beam at him

It takes him a few seconds to stop staring then chuckle while saying “that's why you were so hopeless?” with his smile as he then pats your head then takes the penguin then says “i really appreciate this…so thanks! We should really come on dates like these ... .they're really fun.” he says as he stares at you then the penguin in his hand as his other arm clutches the popcorn bag.

“But I played more games than you…you just watched ... .heh i guess that means we have to do this again next time…so you get more games then me! Now there's a really cool maze house I want to go to! Let's head there!” you say as you grab his arm and don't give a chance to protest- not like he was going to anyways, he had so much fun just watching you experiencing games…this is definitely a nice reliever!

You guys are definitely doing this again! He thinks as he holds on tightly to the penguin…he should get you one stuffed animal to match ...i mean it's only fair right? ♡

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[i4fyodor]

PATHETIC BSD WOMEN !

note : unproofread shitpost, grammar errors, completely self indulgent, heavily inspired by @lacry (ceo of pathetic woman fyodor)

fyodor ‘im gods messenger’ dostoyevsky who faints after running 2 laps, who has eyebags that look more like eye luggages, who recites the bible in the middle of a conversation, who reads classical literature in a bar, who makes out with her gf in the bathroom then tells everyone how disgraceful and inappropriate hand holding before marriage is (shes trying to make herself feel better)

ango. god shes so pathetic. she works 24/7 until she passes out then as soon as she gets up she continues working. not even because she has such overwhelming workload or because she enjoys it, just because she has nothing better to do. she lives on instant noodles and microwave mac n cheese. she drinks sm coffee that she has become immune to caffeine at this point. however on her rare day offs she searches through her closet and tries on the prettiest dresses she has (being in work uniform everyday can be awfully boring) twirling in front of the mirror in them. bonus: once her landlord caught her in the prettiest dress ever. she has never been paler or shakier than she was in that moment

sigma, the most transgender character known to existence. shes trying her best i swear! its just that .. shes still kind of pathetic but its alright, who isnt ?? she might win in card games against every single customer she has but she trembles while ordering in mcdonalds. she always takes the stairs no matter which floor she is heading to because shes worried she will mess up the buttons and get stuck (not to mention the possibility of being stuck with another person!) fyodor often lends her some books to educate her but poor sigma has such a hard time understanding all those big words. she gets anxious so easily its kind of adorable. and if you praise her? you call her gorgeous? you gently touch her hair? she absolutely loses it, my sweet beloved <3

mushitaro, oh dear mushitaro. shes DEFINITELY not pathetic, shes The Perfect Criminal right? she is mhm. .. its okay shes a bit delusional but shes got the spirit! well what if i tell you that this perfect criminal is actually the most average girl you can find. she works at a small bakery or maybe a café. she serves the customers with a slight smile on her face (her boss told her that if she looks grumpy all the time, they will lose customers, so shes trying her best) right until the person leaves the store. her smile broadens into a huge smirk while shes thinking about how she gave 50 cents less change back! how evil and villainous is she! truly a perfect criminal!

katai. just katai.

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