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#sorry this took so long mei!
itsabouttimex2 · 7 months
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ooo if your not busy maybe Mei or Azure a gn! Reader who’s a descendant of the lady bone demon but said friend tries to hide that fact from them
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(Thank you for sending such an interesting request! I ended up liking this scenario so much that I wrote out a few characters for it!)
Descendant of the Lady Bone Demon: Part One
(Part One) (Part Two) (Part Three)
Maybe they should’ve seen this coming. Maybe there were a few warning signs they didn’t pick up on. Looking back on it now, it’s pretty obvious, isn’t it? All those little things should’ve added up a long time ago.
The way the room grew silent and tense when you walked in, no matter how how exuberant it had been prior. How you manage to sneak up on everyone without even trying, as though you had no presence. The wide berth that strangers give you, even though they can’t explain why. That last one had been particularly strange for your friends. They hadn’t understood why people would treat you so coldly, not back then.
They understand now.
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Mei Dragon thinks of you as one of her best friends, right alongside MK. Even in childhood were the two of you close, your company providing a brief break from her parents expectations and the crushing weight of living up to her family name. She grows up to think of you as a sibling, really. She’s a ride or die, rise to the challenge, thrill junkie sort of girl. And above all else, she’s fiercely loyal to her friends.
So Mei doesn’t believe a word that LBD has to say. She doesn’t care about destiny, about fate, about these so-called “invisible strings that guide us all through life”.
She lives her life as she pleases, doing what makes her and her friends happy! And she’s not gonna listen to a word that some wannabe world-destroyer has to say about it!
Until the Lady Bone Demon mentions you.
“Y/N bears my very own blood, thin though it has grown. In time, they will follow the very same path I have, to cleanse this world of pain and suffering.”
Now she’s listening. Her control over the Samadhi Fire slips, scorching a ring of death into the earth around her. The heat alone wilts the any flora that was spared outright combustion. “How…” The fire flickers, fizzles.
And then promptly reignites, blazing hotter than ever before. Immediately, the Lady Bone Demon cringes away from Mei’s sweltering power as oppressive heat waves bear down on her. She can only watch in fear and awe as the Samadhi Fire grows hotter and brighter, fueled by rage.
“How DARE you say that about my friend! Y/N would never do anything like that!” A blazing arc of black and red fire slices into the blue crystal formations created by the demon, melting them into sizzling puddles. Her anger builds with each lash of multicolored fire, reducing each and every spiked crystal around her to a mess of glowing goo.
That anger doesn’t fade even after the fight is over, not even after she gets to see the Lady Bone Demon shred apart and drift away. It’s cathartic to watch, but doesn’t make her any less angry about what she heard.
No, that anger only fades once she has you in her arms, hugging you as tightly to herself as possible. You don’t know about your lineage. No one else does either. Just Mei. Which leaves her with the worst dilemma of her life.
Does she tell you? Does she tell anyone?
She doesn’t want to be like Sun Wukong, hiding important information from even the people who would be affected by it the most. She was a victim of that, and it had hurt. She doesn’t want to hurt you. That’s the last thing she wants. But she also doesn’t want to cast any doubt on you, doesn’t want anyone to think you might end up a destructive foe that would one day need to be struck down.
The fear of losing you somehow outweighs the fear of you being angry at her for withholding information from you.
So she keeps quiet.
Mei rationalizes her silence on the matter by telling herself that she’ll tell you later. Yes, everything will work out, she’s sure of it! She’ll just… wait. Just a little bit. When everything calms down and everyone starts to move on from this disaster, she’ll speak up. Once everyone is in a better, happier mood, they’ll definitely be more receptive to the bad news, right? So she isn’t doing anything wrong. She isn’t acting like the Monkey King. She’s… just keeping you safe.
And she really hopes you won’t hate her for it.
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Tang has long pondered your place in this little group. It’s not that he doesn’t like having you here, nothing of the sort! Really, he sees you as family, the same way he sees everyone else in this ragtag group of misfits.
But you stick out like a sore thumb. Everyone else has a direct tie to the original pilgrims who once undertook a legendary journey to retrieve sacred texts.
Tang Sanzang for Tang. Zhu Baije for Pigsy. Sha Wujing for Sandy. Ao Lie for Mei. Sun Wukong for MK. Everyone had someone who their skills, appearance, or even personality harkened back to.
Everyone except for you. Tang had made several guesses before, wondering if there was someone you yourself were standing in the place of. But no one truly seems to fit. Rather than distancing himself from you over this disparity, he makes an effort to grow closer. “It must be lonely”, he reasons to himself, “being the odd man out.” He’s struggled with his own insecurities of being useless or weak, so he can relate to you on a personal level. After making that connection between the two of you, he starts to look out for you, trying to help guide you as you grow.
Tang probably sees himself as your father figure, just the way he sees himself as MK’s.
But, since you don’t have the support system that MK has, he tries to take a more involved role in your life. He’ll sit down with you to chat about any troubles or struggles you have, offering you a kind ear and a welcoming shoulder. And if you ever are struggling with something so bad that it breaks you down and leaves you in tears, he happily takes you into his arms and stays with you through the meltdown. If you fall asleep in his embrace after wearing yourself out, he enjoys it all the more.
He cherishes moments like that, actually.
Sure, he’s sympathetic to your feelings of loneliness and isolation. It’s true that he wants you to be happy. Sometimes he hates the world for hurting you the way it has.
But he loves that you trust him enough to break down in front of him, that you trust him to console and protect you in your weakest moments.
Even at a moment like this, where one of the greatest threats to humanity is bearing down on the two of you. For once, he doesn’t hide or cower. Not when your life is on the life. His golden shield encapsulates both of you, a fierce glare painting his face as he holds you close. You breath raggedly against his shoulder, barely able to support yourself. You had been wounded in the fight, nearly passing out after taking several blows for him and the others. Now, he holds you close, standing tall as you lean on him for support. He watches as the Lady Bone Demon throws attack after attack at the two of you, each blast of crystal and bone shattering and fading against his aureate shield.
The ancient demon glares down at him, a sneer curling her face. “You would fight your destiny? The great monk, Tang Sanzang-”
“I don’t care! Even if I am his reincarnation or his descendant… the choices I make are mine and mine alone! And I will always choose to protect my friends!”
“Even Y/N? Even the very one who bears my blood within them? Are you truly willing to risk saving them now, that they might follow my ways later?”
All the little pieces click into place for him. The mystery he had pondered the most was finally solved, and now he had to live with learning the answer.
“That- that doesn’t matter! Y/N is a person all their own, who will make their own decisions! And I trust them to stay by our side and fight for good! I won’t let you corrupt them!”
And he doesn’t. His resplendent barrier holds fast, shining brightly until all that is left of the demon has been scattered to the wind. He holds you gently, mustering the strength to carry you on his when everyone makes the trip back to Pigsy’s noodle shop. Someone like Sandy or Wukong would definitely better suited to the physical labor he was performing, but Tang couldn’t bear to separate himself from you yet.
Nor is he willing to let go once everyone has taken a seat. He props you up against himself, rubbing your back to keep you awake. “The kids eat first,” Pigsy says, carrying three hearty bowls of noodles. MK, then Mei, then you. Once all of you have your noodles, the chef goes back to the kitchen to start on another batch. Tang holds the bowl and the chopsticks, lifting the noodles to your mouth. Occasionally, he tips the bowl to your mouth so you can sip at the nourishing broth. On any other day, he would’ve swiped a few bites for himself while feeding you. Now, you’re all he can think of. He feeds you bite by bite, then guides you to lay your head in his lap once you’ve finished.
“Hey, Tang.” Pigsy peers down at him, another bowl of noodles in his hands. He passes it to Tang. “What was that demon lady saying to ya anyways?”
Tang looks down at you, watching your chest rise and fall, looking more at peace than ever before. He can’t tell you. Not here. Not now. Maybe not ever. But he and Pigsy can both keep secrets, and more than that, you’ll have two targets to split your anger between, keeping Tang from catching the brunt of it if you ever do find out. So he asks:
“Do you think you can keep a secret, Pigsy?”
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Red Son
He doesn’t know why he likes you. By all means, you’re just another peasant, another mortal working at the same noodle store that his arch-rival is. But there’s something different about you. Maybe it’s the way you never seem to flinch or cringe or even cower. Maybe it’s the cool head you keep. Maybe it’s the wide-eyed awe you stare at his creations with.
Even after you had been kidnapped.
“I thinks that it was very clever of you,” you softly admit, not fighting against your bonds. “The way you used the tri-toothed 1x2 plates. I don’t see many people use those.”
He shouldn’t be happy to hear you say that. He should scoff and huff and strike down your praise like it’s meaningless drivel. But it’s not. Not to him. He’s been waiting to hear something like that for a long time, actually. Now, if it only it had been from the mouth of his father…
He shakes himself from those thoughts. “Not that a PEASANT like you could ever comprehend just how truly clever my work is! In fact, the legs of this machine are held in place by a truly unique-” “Technic angular wheel,” you finish for him. “It was a smart choice. I bet finding one that could evenly bear the weight of four legs at once wasn’t easy.”
No… no, it hadn’t been. In fact, it had been very hard to source that component. But here you were… acknowledging him. Praising him. Giving weight to his accomplishments by recognizing them. Somewhere deep inside, he’s a little touched to have his efforts commended.
Not that your kindness inspires him to release you. The only thing that frees you is MK and Mei coming in and storming through, knocking him over the head and escaping with you in their clutch.
Still, he doesn’t… hate you, at least. Or maybe, he just hates you less now. It’s a surprisingly good start.
A start that you continue to build off of throughout your repeated interactions, to his surprise. Your praise wasn’t just a one-time thing, wasn’t a way to get him to drop his guard. It had been genuine, entirely sincere. You had truly thought of him as clever, and you still do.
His schemes become less destructive, but more frequent. MK starts sending you out to deal with him, and most of your “skirmishes” end without any true damage. The two of you talk tech, and then he “tactically retreats” from the fight. Eventually, he drops the act, just swinging by the noodle store to talk with you about mechs or vehicles or rare components and where to find them at reasonable prices.
It’s a strange sight for everyone, the two of you amicably chatting. Sometimes someone will try to butt in, usually MK, who tries to keep up with your conversations to no avail. Other times it’ll be Pigsy, making sure that one of his employees isn’t being threatened or endangered. If one of his new mechs has a Journey to the West inspiration, Tang will happily chime in on it.
But most often, it’s only the two of you, happily talking as equals. Not enemies. Not rivals. Just… actual friends, somehow.
Even if it meant fighting to defend them, these are the sorts of moments he doesn’t want to lose. He wants to protect these cherished hours he spends with you, sharing noodles and blueprints in the middle of a crowded but welcoming restaurant.
Even if it meant fighting a foe he had no chance of defeating. All he has to do is buy a little bit of time. Just enough for MK and his ragtag team of idiots and peasants to smash this osseous demon into pieces. He glares up at her, his hair and hands exploding into flame. It’s a mere display, a small threat to keep her occupied. If she focuses on him, then she can’t hurt you.
Not that she’s trying.
“Foolish child. Do you really think I can’t understand the game that you’re trying to play? You would stand in the way of a peaceful world, all in the name of protecting the heir of your enemy?”
He falls to the ground, clutching his head in pain as she taps into his mind to deliver her next words.
“But a meager resistance cannot hope to undo destiny. I will find Y/N, and add their power to my own. That is their destiny, and I will see it fulfilled.”
“You- you won’t! I wont allow it, you… you PEASANT! You can’t hope to beat all of us! The Demon Bull Family, Sun Wukong and his successor, and the Six-Eared Macaque! All of us will stand against you! If we stand together, there is no threat that can overcome us!”
It’s a little funny, almost. Once, he would’ve scoffed and mocked another for saying such a thing. They sound silly on his tongue, cheesy and overblown. It’s something more suited to MK and his band of goons, speeches of friendship and overcoming adversities together. But it’s true.
And her defeat is testament to the strength that loves brings.
He thinks he loves you. You’re what he imagines having a little sibling is like. He wonders if you could love yourself, if you knew the truth of your heritage. Maybe you could. Maybe you’d fall apart and refuse to trust yourself ever again.
He chats idly with MK as you rest your head on his lap. It brings a strange peace to his heart. You look almost happy, in spite of the bruises and cuts. You look happy, which is proof that you didn’t hear a word that the Lady Bone Demon said about your blood ties.
He doesn’t want to rob you of that happiness so quickly, not when you fought and bled for it.
He absentmindedly strokes your head, thinking of how he’d roast anyone who might try to harm so much as a single hair on it. He can’t let anyone hurt you. Not even himself.
So he keeps quiet, and prays that all will turn out well.
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Woohoo, we're good to go. Action pose D with Erza!
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I have no idea what the context of this would be, but man I had fun. Threw Gray and Natsu in there because I wanted one of the Samadhi Fire Incident poses to have that same dramatic flair of crap hitting the fan.
It is very red. Scarlet, some my say~ >:)
(Action Pose Challenge)
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millenianthemums · 7 months
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Hello, hello!
For that "send in a character name and receive four different headcanons" ask game, is it possible for you to do Rosa/Mei, please? :)
yes!!! sorry it took me so long to get to this!
1. realistic
honestly my interpretation of Rosa is not very similar to canon at all. her name's not even Rosa, it's Mei, because when BW2 was first being announced we didn't know their english names for a while and i liked the name Mei too much to change it in my head. i have tried to reconcile my view of her with canon a bit more recently, though. i think she's very into fashion and dressing in fun, outlandish outfits. she really likes bright colors and fun accessories, she just doesn't have the confidence to pull it off at first in my au. like, she wears bright colored outfits because her mom insists she should express herself, but then can't handle the curious looks she gets from people.
2. unrealistic but hilarious
i like the idea that she’s not the most gifted at practical parts of pokemon training at first, like aiming her poke ball throws or giving quick decisive commands in battle, but her book smarts are off the charts. she knows every pokedex entry by heart, she knows a million obscure facts about the pokemon living in unova, she's got all this stuff memorized, she just has trouble, you know, doing the things trainers spend most of their time doing. at least at first. it's a confidence thing, she gets better as she grows.
3. soul-crushingly awful
i've alluded to this before, but i feel like Mei is a very shy and quiet kid. not by nature, just from a childhood of bullying and rejection. she only really had her mom and her best friend Hugh for companionship growing up. Hugh is a super great friend but not perfect since he's a kid too. she's known him since before she came out as a trans girl and if anyone ever says anything rude about her while he's around he'll kick their ass. he just can't be there all the time, you know? and her mom loves her a lot, and supports her a lot, but just doesn't really GET it. she doesn't get why things are so hard for Mei and thinks if she just encourages (pushes) her enough, she'll finally be the daughter she wants her to be. but i think Mei is autistic, and went undiagnosed as a kid, and has a lot of self esteem issues from not living up to people's expectations no matter how hard she tried. it takes leaving home on her pokemon journey and meeting people and pokemon (besides Hugh) who love her for exactly who she is, before she uncovers the confidence and capability that she always had.
4. Unrealistic but i will disregard canon and believe it anyway
i said in the Colress post that i headcanon that Colress adopts Mei, and i was gonna just use that same headcanon for this, but i wanna change it up a little. i already talk so much about how i think Colress and Mei should be found family, i’ll do something different here. who wants to learn about Legendary Pokemon Lore in my AU? strap in.
i feel like there's something in particular that makes legendary pokemon "legendary", beyond just being the subject of legends. i think the connection between humans and pokemon is kind of a magical thing that makes both the human and the pokemon stronger, hence why humans and pokemon started working together. i had the idea that for legendary pokemon, that connection is much stronger and provides much more power than normal, even resulting in a kind of psychic bond. legendaries can choose one human in particular to bestow this power on, and beyond just being its trainer and being able to command it in battle, this allows the human to wield some of the legendary's power on their own, and gives them the ability to communicate with each other telepathically and call to each other from anywhere. a human granted this power is referred to in legend as the legendary's "patron". often, the legendary even grants them a title.
anyway, the point of me saying all that is that i think Mei is Kyurem's patron. maybe the patron connection is a thing that ripples through time, and Kyurem called out to Mei for help while it was held captive by Team Plasma, leading her to it so she could rescue it. i'm not set on that part, but either way, Mei puts her life on the line to save Kyurem, and in return it chooses her to take on some of its power. the patrons of Reshiram and Zekrom (Touko and N) have the titles "knight of truth" and "prince of ideals". Mei's title is “herald of balance".
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A favorite memory of your characters in their childhood.
Many long centuries ago when Mei was a child, her mother would walk her through the garden in town where her father's tree was planted.
She would speak about all the kami, naming each, teaching her daughter of their traditions. And every once in a great while, her father would appear, as if by magic, called to her mother's side like a moth to a flame.
And those precious, hushed conversations where they explained to their daughter what she was, what her future would look like, and that she needed to hide the barely visible horns on her head...those times are what Mei remembers the most. When she felt loved and safe.
Before she had to bury her mother, barely looking any older than she had fifty years prior, before she hired the third caregiver in a row for her father's tree so she could go see the world.
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Mei's adoptive mother took her in when she was just four years old, she's never met her parents from birth. They gave her up since she was half Chinese, which was heavily socially stigmatized at the time she was born.
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dustofthedailylife · 9 months
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A Stellar Birthday
-> Masterlist || → Taglist
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Pairings: Jing Yuan, Dan Heng x (gn!) Reader
Summary: It's your birthday, yet there is something that is tainting your mood. He manages to change that, however.
Tags: Fluff, hints of angst at first (but it's really harmless), SFW, kissing, confessions, Jing Yuan being a scheming master, Dan Heng being bad with feelings
A/N: Second self-indulgent birthday fic! This time for HSR. Hope you enjoy :3
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JING YUAN
“Hey.” Your employer briefly knocks at the door of your office to make you aware of his presence before walking up to your desk.
“Hello, sir. Anything the matter?” You inquired carefully, because somehow your gut feeling told you that he was about to tell you something you wouldn’t like.
“Yes. I came to tell you that the vacation day you entered for tomorrow… Unfortunately, you won’t be able to take it anymore.”
“Wh-what? Why?” You ask exasperated. You had booked that day off months in advance because you and Jing Yuan wanted to spend your birthday together.
“I know this is really short notice, but Mei came to my office earlier and it’s her birthday tomorrow. Surely you don’t mind coming to work tomorrow so someone else can celebrate their birthday, right? We’d do the same for you.” 
Your boss tapped your desk twice before turning around again to leave, not even waiting for your reply.
The knot in your throat became tighter and tighter and all you wanted was to yell after him that it was your birthday as well tomorrow. Yet, somehow you didn’t have it in you to correct him, also because you could feel that you would burst into tears the moment you opened your mouth again.
You bit back a sob as you could feel the burning sensation in your eyes and some tears welled up. You tried to calm yourself by repeatedly telling yourself that it couldn’t be helped and that your birthday was just another day of the year anyway. No need to make a big deal about it. You could always spend time with Jing Yuan on another day as well. Right?
You learned your lesson and will just explicitly mention that you will take time off for your birthday next year, something that you had failed to do this year and that had caused this situation in the first place. Your boss could’ve checked your employee card and would’ve seen that it was your birthday as well, but he, too, had a lot on his plate and it couldn’t be helped anymore.
Once you were back home from work you slammed the door shut behind you and quickly took out your phone to open the chat between you and Jing Yuan.
‘Need to cancel our plans tomorrow. I’m sorry. Let’s do something on another day.’ 
You typed and hit send faster than you were able to process before turning your phone to silent mode and throwing it between the pillows of your sofa.
The frustrations of the day began to wash over you all at once at that moment and you could feel the lump in your throat grow to a size that made it hard to breathe. And no matter how much you tried to swallow it down, the tears that started to spill were inevitable. You were angry, frustrated, and just wanted to yell at everything and everyone. Because once again you felt invisible. Like no one in the world cared about your feelings and all you ever had to do was to accommodate everyone else. You hated it and you hated that the feeling was so awfully familiar.
You don’t even know how long you had been crying when the sudden ring of your doorbell pulled you out of the hole of self-pity you had dug for yourself. 
You quickly wiped the tears out of your eyes and checked your face in the mirror beside the door. Your puffy, red eyes would betray that you had been crying to whoever was standing in front of the door right away.
So, you contemplated whether it was a good idea to open at all or if you should simply act like you weren’t at home. Because you didn’t really want to see anyone in this state either. Or, god forbid, have them ask if everything was alright. Because, frankly, nothing was alright right now.
“I know you’re there. Open up.”
The familiar voice rang through the door causing you to perk up. Jing Yuan sounded worried. You assumed that he had probably tried to message or call you and you didn’t pick up because you had set your phone to silent.
Your hand wandered in the direction of the doorknob, which you hesitantly rested it on, still unsure whether to open or to play dead.
“Please… let me in.” He pleaded in a way that almost made your heart shatter. So, with much hesitancy, you decided to open the door.
You immediately saw Jing Yuan’s brows furrow when he looked at your face. Pushing past you inside, he closed the door and immediately took you in his embrace.
“Tell me what happened.” He urged sympathetically, gently stroking your cheeks with his thumb.
Under sobs, you began recalling the events of the day, ending it with a full-on crying session by the moment you stopped talking again. You seriously wondered if he even understood anything you were trying to tell because of how much you had started sobbing throughout it.
He hugged you tightly, wiping away your tears once again, and reassuring you that everything would be alright. At the moment you didn’t quite see how, but he always remained right, so you simply nodded against his chest.
Once you had calmed down a bit he briefly excused himself, reassuring you that he would be right back with something that would cheer you up. And not even forty minutes later he was back with two paper bags filled with your favorite street foods and two cups of Immortal’s Delight.
No matter what, he always knew what he needed to do. While you got some plates and chopsticks out of the kitchen you suddenly heard the familiar ringtone of your phone coming out of the living room.
Confused you walked over to where you had thrown it between the pillows. You could’ve sworn you had put it on silent earlier, so why was it ringing now? 
You fished your phone out and checked the brightly illuminated screen.
Boss.
Why was he calling now? By the Aeons, you sure as hell had enough of him today already.
“Hello?” You picked up questioningly.
“A-ah. It’s good t-that I reach you. Uhm– actually I-I wanted to to tell you that you don’t need to come to work tomorrow. You get your day off. M-my bad. Heh.” He was stammering and sounded more nervous than an alerted Warp Trotter.
“Uh…okay. Thank you.” You paused, walking over to the kitchen, holding your phone to one ear, glaring daggers at Jing Yuan who was happily chewing away at some gyoza and questioningly raising an eyebrow at you.
“Yeah. Uhm… e-enjoy your birthday tomorrow. Oh, and I-I happened to check our yearly employee evaluation and I’m happy to in-inform you that you’re getting a raise. Come to my office on Friday. O-Okay… bye.”
You didn’t even manage to get a word in before he hung up again. One thing was certain though, something smelled awfully fishy here, and it wasn’t the food Jing Yuan had brought in earlier.
“Who was that?” He asked innocently despite knowing full well who had just called.
“What did you do?” You asked accusingly, crossing your arms over your chest at which he just raised an eyebrow.
“Me? I didn’t do anything.” He acted completely clueless but the twitch of the corner of his lips betrayed the truth.
You knew the influence he had aboard the Luofu. He was the General of the Cloud Knights after all. Never did you expect him to use that influence for such matters, however.
“So… does this mean I can stay the night and the plan to go out tomorrow is back on the table?”
This man was unbelievable.
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DAN HENG
“Happy Birthday!” The Astral Express Crew gratulated you in unison.
Himeko placed the cake they got for you on the table in front of you while March readied herself to snap a picture. Mr. Yang stood by and watched with crossed arms and a smile on his face. And Pom-Pom was attempting to admonish everyone to not get any burn holes in or crumbs on the red leather bench.
March began counting down from three waiting for the perfect moment to snap a picture of you blowing out the candles. Followed by claps and more birthday wishes from everyone once they were extinguished.
Well, everyone aside from Dan Heng.
He was silently sitting in an armchair away from everyone simply typing and scrolling away on his phone. He hadn’t even looked up once for hours now, let alone engaged in any group activities.
You told yourself you wouldn’t let it sour your mood, it was your birthday after all. So if he wanted to brood, let him brood. 
However, when you tried to hand him a plate with a piece of cake and he just declined the offer with the excuse of not being hungry right now, not even daring to look at you, you couldn’t help but wonder what was up with him.
As you sat back together with the others you occasionally found yourself stealing glances at Dan Heng to see if you could read anything on his face. But it stayed the same. Expressionless and completely unreadable. 
Eventually, after you came back from getting yourself and Mr. Yang a cup of coffee, you found the chair he had sat on all evening empty.
Was something wrong? Did he have a grudge against you?
It didn’t go unnoticed by the others either that you grew quieter and quieter as the evening progressed.
March was the first one to address the elephant in the room.
“It bothers you that Dan Heng didn’t join, right?” And she couldn’t have hit the nail more on the head even if she tried.
You hummed in agreement, taking another sip from your coffee. You looked back to the empty chair for a brief moment, while a thousand questions popped into your head once more.
Ever since the Crew had come back from the Luofu he had been more quiet than usual. He barely even spoke a word with you and kept locking himself up in his room for days on end. It would be a lie if you said it didn’t bother you. Because with every day that passed you wondered more and more why he was acting so differently.
“Don’t worry so much. He’s probably just grumpy about something. He’ll be back to normal in no time.” March reassured with an infectious smile, slinging her arms around you in a quick hug. “Now, we should do something about this gloomy mood. It’s your birthday! What do you want to do? More cake? Dancing? Anything?”
In all honesty, you didn’t really feel like partying as long as Dan Heng’s weird behavior was at the back of your mind constantly. Because no matter what you were doing, you kept thinking about it sooner or later again anyway.
“Did… something happen on the Luofu?” You finally decided to ask. 
March seemed to be taken by surprise by your question before immediately and hectically waving off that anything had happened. Unfortunately for her, she could be read like an open book. So, you immediately knew she was lying. But why?
What happened on the Luofu?
You nodded, accepting that you wouldn’t get any answers from her tonight, and excused yourself, telling everyone that you would be heading to bed now. 
On the way to your room, you saw that Dan Heng’s door wasn’t closed entirely and a streak of light from the inside illuminated the hallway of the cart. You couldn’t help but steal a glance inside, but you found the room completely empty.
Wondering where he went you walked straight past your room, and through some other carts until you eventually reached the observatory and the very last cart.
And this is also where you found him. 
He was sitting next to the telescope at the desk, writing something down. When you knocked on the doorframe to make him aware of your presence, he perked his head up to look at you. Yet somehow he immediately almost looked alert.
“What are you doing here?” His voice sounded panicked, almost accusatory.
“I came looking for you when I saw your room was empty–” You began to explain, confused about the hostility in the air. 
“Did you go in?” He interrupted frantically, jumping up from his chair with a shocked look in his beautiful turquoise eyes.
“I–what? No!” You exclaimed in disbelief. “What is going on with you?”
“It’s nothing.” He once again waved it off, as usual. And his demeanor left more questions than answers every time he did just that.
“Nothing? As in nothing you want to tell me? Nothing why you keep avoiding me? Nothing why you keep diverting the topic whenever I try to ask about the Luofu mission?” You huffed in frustration. You could feel anger that stemmed from weeks of confusion and unanswered questions well up in the pit of your stomach, making you ball your fists at your sides.
Dan Heng exhaled heavily, diverting his gaze to the ground, rubbing the back of his head with his hand.
“Just… talk to me.” You demanded pleadingly.
He took a few steps in your direction, breathing heavily. And before you knew it the air around him began to glow in such a bright blue light, that you had to shield your eyes in order to not get blinded. Sparkles began to form, making the room ooze with magic you had no idea existed. 
When the light finally dimmed again, you lowered the hand you had held in front of your face. But what was in front of you exceeded even your wildest imaginations. Long, silky black hair that faded into dark blue cascaded down Dan Heng’s shoulders, crystalline horns had grown on his head, a translucent dragon tail had formed behind him, and icy blue, glowing eyes were staring right at you. 
You wanted to say something – ask so many questions that were burning at the back of your mind, but every word you were desperate to speak died on your tongue. You were too stunned to speak.
He nodded, dropping his eyes, and pressed his lips into a thin line with a defeated look on his face.
“There. This is why I didn’t tell you… why I’ve been acting the way I did. Because I was scared you would think I’m–”
“Beautiful.” You muttered under your breath faster than your brain could process that you just said it out loud.
“What?” He asked in disbelief.
“You look… beautiful.” You almost choked on your words, still in disbelief over what you just said. You had never acted on your feelings for Dan Heng because you didn’t know if he felt the same for you and in fear of making things awkward. But there was no going back from it now. 
“Like… I truly mean i–mphh”
Before you knew it he had pulled you in by your waist, uniting your lips with an intensity that knocked the air out of your lungs and made you feel lightheaded. 
“Oh god, I-I’m so sorry. I just– I didn’t mean to–” He stammered in panic immediately after breaking off the kiss and realizing what he had just done. Lifting his hand up to his lips shaking his head.
“Please do that again.” You immediately cut him off, pulling his hand away from his face and slinging your arms around his neck while pulling him closer. Your heart was practically beating out of your chest at this point and your face felt like it was burning up. 
You could smell the bitterness of the coffee he had been drinking all evening on his breath and the familiar scent of his aftershave. Because despite everything, he was still Dan Heng. Your Dan Heng. The one you had grown to love. And nothing was ever going to change that.
And with one last adoring look into your eyes, he pulled you in once more in a silent declaration of love.
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deathbxnny · 1 month
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So here’s the Acheron request i’ve talked about! Can i request hcs of Acheron x Kiana Kaslana reader? Yeah it’s kinda simple but i just wanted to see how would this version of Raiden Mei be like with someone like our dear tuna.
- Flower Anon 🌸
Hello Flower Anon!! Thank you so much for this request, because I honestly miss our Tuna sooo much!! With that said, the reader is based off of pre-HoV "awakening" Kiana(I MISS HER SM😭✨️)!
Content: Kiana Kaslana reader, slight angst, fluff, Acheron being dense, mutual pinning, confessions, sfw
Reader has no set pronouns!
((Not fully proofread))
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For a while, Acheron couldn't help but think that she was a damper on the unrelenting sun that shone down on her. That sun being you, ofcourse, bright and bubbly, never letting her stray from your side voluntarily. You were wild, free and full of life, something so rare for the galaxy ranger to see, or experience for that matter.
She is therefore very protective over you, not a singular soul being allowed in your vacinity, if Acheron herself didn't trust them. She kept her eyes on you even when you couldn't see her, hidden away in the shadows. Some would say that she was afraid of losing you and in a way, that was true. But she was also worried that you'd somehow get into trouble again, like you often did. She kept her hand on her sword at all times when it came to you, especially when she knew that danger was near.
Speaking of you causing trouble, she usually gets dragged into whatever shenanigans you've caused, mainly becaus she doesn't want you to get hurt. Not that she minds though. Somehting about fighting at your side made her feel nearly nostalgic, alive. These emotions are one's she craves and she's grateful that you allow her to experience them, even if it ends in a huge fist fight against some drunks in the dreamscape.
You are spared from her memory loss, as you are all she ever fully thinks about. Everything regarding you was attached to an emotion that keeps her remembering and you can't forget someone who's always glued at your side anyways. Your presence gives her pleasant dreams, dreams she cherished deep down more than anything.
Your dates often consist in wild adventures or more quiet baking days, which she found to prefer more with you. Something about it all felt familiar and soothing, but perhaps it was just you that made her feel so warm and safe.
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WOWW... Bxnny actually posting something? Shocking, I know, although I will blame life and sickness for my absence (what's new-). Anyhow, I'm sorry this took so long, Flower anon, and thank you again for the great request!!<33
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getmeoutofhell · 3 months
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Mk1 Women NSFW Headcanons part 2
includes: Li Mei, Mileena, Sindel.
part 1
warnings: SMUT! (ofc), pussy eating, degradation, STRAP! usage mentioned, mommy kink and blood kink mentioned, & more i think.
a/n: another WARNING! i added links to dildos to show a better description, just beware. sorry part 2 took fucking forever to do, but i’ve been working on other things. anyways enjoy!
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Li Mei:
THIS women treats you so right in bed.
i promise you’ll never feel uncomfortable around her.
she loves feeling your naked body against hers. when you two have sex, it’s very intimate for her, so we wouldn’t want anyone knowing what you guys do when you’re alone if that makes since.
her strap is definitely a blue-ish color (something like this!), and boy does she know how to use it.
some days she’ll fuck you slow, whispering sweet and beautiful words in your ear as she’s inside of you.
“i love you so much, my lovely.” she says to you, as she kisses up your neck.
other days, you’re fucked. literally.
when’s she’s not in the best mood she’ll fuck you like you’re nothing to her, but you have the best orgasms so you don’t mind much.
and also after she fucks you dumb she compliments you. then she eats you out as a reward for being so good. but don’t worry, she reassures you once she’s done to make sure you’re safe.
she eats you out at a slow pace, tasting every inch of what’s hers. sometimes when you’re to needy and want her to go faster, she’ll just slowly lick up your slit over and over again. it drives you fucking insane.
if you guys are out somewhere where people can see you, she’ll check out your surroundings every minute to make sure nobody’s looking at your beautiful body.
if you behave good in public, she’ll give you a reward once you get home. she’ll even maybe let you be in charge. isn’t that great?
just be a good girl for her and you’ll be fine.
she fingers you so good, that you cum so fast every time.
but just imagine her scissoring you and slightly chocking you.
she loves buying you lingerie as a reward also for your good behavior.
she loves morning sex and is the best at it.
if you sit on her lap, you won’t be walking for a few days.
not gonna go into to much detail but you’ll thank me later 😛.
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Mileena:
well if we’re talking about mileena after the incident she does a bunch of tongue action.
even when it comes to sex, a bunch of tongue action.
her strap is pink ofc with a spiral texture. (like this!) which has your g-spot touched beautifully.
if she’s pissed off (which happens a lot), you’ll know by how rough she is with you. nothing ever over the top but she’s not gonna be soft.
you’ll also know if she starts getting bossy with you. she might even yell a little bit, but nothing crazy.
you lowkey get pussy drunk with her every time you eat her out. and when she scissors you, you won’t ever get enough of it.
she licks all over your body. like all over. there’s not one spot she hasn’t licked on you. yes, that includes your ass crack, armpits, and feet. she’s a freaky girl.
she loves shoving her long tongue inside of your pussy. the feeling of that makes you lose your mind.
when she does eat you out, it’s very sloppy most of the time. her drool is everywhere. all over her, you, and the bed or whatever surface y’all are on.
she’d be down to try a bunch of kinks with you. you want it done? name it and she’ll do it with you.
she may of may not have a mommy and blood kink. i won’t go into to much detail…unless you want me to. 👀
if she’s horny when y’all are not home, y’all will be fucking anywhere. i’m not kidding. she’s a horny girl who gets horny often.
she’ll pull you into a room or bathroom to have you get her off, you’re fucked either way.
one of her favorite spots to lick you on your body besides your pussy, would definitely be your nipples. she just loves teasing them.
another thing she does in public is when she gets horny, she’ll eye you up and down in a certain way that tells you to come eat her pussy.
whenever y’all make out her tongue always immediately goes down your throat. your pussy loves it very much i tell you.
her fingers are pretty long, so when she fingers you, your legs basically become jelly every time. also, sometimes she makes you look at yourself in the mirror as she fingers you, hopefully you can keep your eyes open!
if you do somehow get to dom her, get prepared for her bickering. she still likes to be in control after all.
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Sindel:
well, she does have a mommy kink for starters.
dom. a hard dom at that. she’s always in control of everything, you are her little slut after all ofc!
she wants you to obey her, so if you do that, you’ll be rewarded. she’ll even ride your beautiful face, wouldn’t you like that?
you have the best orgasms with her i swear. she fucks you like a slut.
mommy sindel’s strap looks like (this!), and it has your toes curling every single time. be prepared to get your pussy stretched and fucked nicely.
rough back shots most of the time. if you have hair be prepared.
she loves making you suck her beautiful nipples as she rubs her fingers through your hair (if you have any). god the noises she would make…
she is the queen after all so, if anyone comes near you she doesn’t want…they’re dead. she always immediately assumes the person is only hitting on you for sexual reasons, so she gets jealous.
you want to ride her face? you have to earn it like the slut you are. beg her and maybe she’ll let you. or if you misbehave she’s gonna ride your face and you won’t get any pleasure done to you. so your pussy is just gonna be wet and empty :(
another reward is her eating your pussy. which only happens if you be very good with no mistakes. mommy sindel doesn’t play.
she will sometimes take pictures of her in lingerie or just flat out naked and send them to you as a treat. i hope you enjoy it.
she loves shoving your face in her breast. her pussy gets so wet whenever you do it.
her pussy is perfect. like- actually perfect. and it taste so fucking good. every so often you do something bad on purpose, just so she’ll make you eat her pussy. but she knows when you do.
no one knows about you two. it’s y’all’s little secret, and always will be.
sometimes on missions, she’ll get pretty horny after watching you battle for her. on the way home, she’ll rub her hand on your thigh, letting you know it’s gonna be a wild night.
another thing she does as a punishment, is have you get on your knees infront of her. “who’s your queen?” she’ll ask you. you love it tho.
as long as you behave well and obey her, you’ll be rewarded as a good girl. :)
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i hope you sluts enjoyed this. i’ve upgraded with my typing skills as you can see ;)
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lowkeyremi · 1 year
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Haikyuu men as fathers pt 4.
Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3
100 follower special!! THANK YOU GUYS!!
Ft. Semi, Aran, Noya, Akaashi
The age range of the kids will differ for each character but it’s from babies up til like 17 or 18
CW: Indication of pregnancy, relationships, marriage, and certain styles of parenting
Enjoy lovelies <33
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Semi Eita:
“That’s it sweetheart, keep going.” Semi coos at his 3 year old who is playing a little pink guitar (for children) she’s singing the words to You Are My Sunshine while Semi was recording her.
Why? Well, to cheer you up. Your friend was going through some really hard stuff that made you feel very upset so you went to help her out. Meaning Semi was to take care of your sweet toddler.
“Shunshine, you are mah shunshine!” She sung happily, Semi couldn’t bring himself to correct her wording. “You make me happy- uh what rest of da words daddy?” She asks still strumming the guitar out of tune.
He whispers the words as not to interrupt the video, “when skies are gray.”
“When skies are gway!” She sets the guitar down after singing that line.
“Daddy I done, send to Mommy.” She says eagerly and he chuckles. Your long time boyfriend (now fiancé) stops the recording and sends it to you.
“I think mommy will love this video.” He says holding his arms out for Kana to sit in his lap.
“I hope it make her feel happy, you think she really like it?” Kana asks playing with her small fingers.
“I think she’ll love it, would you like to play the piano, my dear?” Your home is filled with a bunch of instruments and Semi loves letting his little girl choose something each day to try to see if she’ll be a musical genius.
“Hmmm,” she taps her chin and responds, “I wanna play drums.” He moves his hair out of his face and picks his daughter up to take her to the music room where Semi works on songs and holds practice for his band.
“Drums it is!” He says and Kana claps her hands and does a little cheer.
Half way through their drum session Semi gets a phone call from you. When he picks it up he puts it in speaker.
“Hey baby, you’re on speaker.” He informs.
“Hey,” you say sounding tired. “Where’s my sweet pumpkin who sung for me?” You ask over the phone. Kana sets down the drum sticks and practically runs over to Semi’s phone.
“Me! It’s me mommy!” She says bouncing up and down.
“Thank you Kana, that made mommy feel much better.” You tell her which makes her giggle.
“Thank you mommy! What else I sing?” She asks. Your precious three year old is definitely ready to sing another song for you.
“How about row, row, row your boat?” You asked knowing it was an easy song that Kana knew.
“OO! OKAY!” She took a deep breath and started to sing.
“Row, row, row-” she stopped and you planned to ask her why but she answers the question that doesn’t come out of your mouth.
“Daddy! Why you not singing? Mommy loves when Daddy sings!” She practically scolds.
His deep chuckle is heard on your end. “Sorry, sorry. Let’s sing it together.”
Your two most precious people sing Row, Row, Row Your Boat. You felt better by the end of it. After Kana talked to you for a bit Semi dismissed her to play the drums while he chatted with you for awhile.
In the end you two talk about how precious your beautiful daughter is.
he sings his little girl to sleep as often as he can
they make up new songs together all the time 🥺
DREADS leaving for concerts
omg he loves it when u guys come to his concerts
he'll be like "shout out to my beautiful wife and baby girl who made this opportunity possible"
tbh he's lost ur daughter a few times " oh shit... i thought she was w you"
he has his two fav girls tatted on his shoulders
Aran Ojiro:
Fifteen year old Mei walked over to her father, she noticed him rubbing his temples.
"You okay, Daddy?" ahe asked worried for him.
"Yeah I'm good baby girl, momma and i just got into again. We'll make up with each other, though." Aran explains rubbing his goatee.
Mei walks over to him and gives him a hug.
"I'm sorry, Daddy. It's not your fault that I got dress coded." Aran didn't say anything in return, he was sighs realizing how unaware he was when arguing with you.
"I talked to momma about it, you didn't know the skirt was too short. It looks a lot like my other one, right?" She states.
He was starting to realize how childish the argument was. Mei's school is very strict so the fact the skirt was two inches shorter than it needed to be was beyond Aran's understanding. He hadn't even noticed the difference.
It only became a problem because you had to leave work to pick up Mei. Aran couldn't because he had a game. When he came home you started arguing with him. He argued back because you pinned the blame on him. After all, he was responsible for getting Mei and Koro to school.
"Yeah it does. Is Koro sleep?" He asks his daughter.
"I put him down before y'all started arguing." She says retracting from the hug.
"I'm really sorry, I don't like when you and momma fight." Aran frowns, you two have been fighting more often than usual.
"I know baby, I think momma is stressed with a lotta stuff. I mean she's finally back from maternal leave, she's working toward a promotion, and some other things. I just gotta be more mindful."
Before Mei can respond you emerge from upstairs, "Go on Mei, momma needs to talk to daddy in private." It doesn't go unnoticed how Mei gives her dad a thumbs up before making her way upstairs.
"Aran, baby, i'm sorry.. Mei told me what happened." You say quietly. You had no idea what you were expecting but it wasn't your husband holding his arms out for you.
He embraces you quietly for a few minutes. and then he responds.
"I know things have been rough lately. I just want you to know, I still love you." He explains softly.
That shouldn't have made you tear up but it did.
"I love you too, Aran. Always." You say mirroring his previous statement.
SUCH A GOOD COOK
He was amazing helping you thru pregnancy i mean that man worked his ass off
You two agreed on no more kids after Mei but Koro came long sooooo
He loves both his babies dearly, he doesn't have a fav
Hates arguing with you :((
Not allowed to take them to stores cuz he's weak to their puppy dog eyes
He's 100% a dad superhero to his kids
Nishinoya Yuu:
Noya stared down his toddler. The little man started babbling very loudly.
"Don't you get an attitude with me, Akio. You think you're so high and mighty cuz, you're the result of my sperm!" He says in a teasing voice.
"Nishinoya Yuu he is two years ol-" you were cut off by your son.
"Sp-erm!" he says and claps. Noya mutters an 'oopsie' and you glare at him. "Yuu! Stop saying stuff like that in front of him," you scold.
"Well, tell him to stop copying me." Akio looks at his dad, "Stop, stop, stoooooooooop." You couldn't help but giggle it was so interesting seeing your son find his voice.
"Bye bye. Akio go bye bye." He says struggling to get down from the couch. Once he's down he starts running towards the bathroom.
"Yuu, make sure he's going potty and not playing in toilet water... again." Noya makes his way to the bathroom. After a few second you hear a groan followed by, "Akio, noooooo."
Your son can be heard laughing followed by, "daddy, noooooo."
"Dude toilet water is not something to play with." Noya sighs.
"Fuck you!" The two year old yells and you gasp loudly.
"Huh, wonder where you learned that, kid." Noya chuckled sheepishly.
"Nishinoya Yuu!" You yell and he comes into the dining room with your cute little trouble maker who had nothing on besides his pull-up.
"Ooooo daddy get trouble."
Noya begins muttering, "I don't- he must've... Tanaka..." you tap your foot and your two year old giggles.
"Tanaka what? Speak up, babe." you say with your arms crossed.
"Tanaka and I were watching a volleyball game with Akio and we were betting... the team I was betting on won so tanaka screamed f you when my team won by one point." Noya explains.
"Akio, that's a no no word, okay? We don't say everything we hear others say." You scold your son because not only is it Noya's fault it's his fault too.
"Otay mommy." Noya puts your little menace down.
"Let's go get you bathed little dude." He says smuggly.
"Good idea." When they're out of ears reach you sigh rather loudly.
You love your two guys but it can be tiring when your husband stoops to a two year old's level.
The type to be like "you want a piece of me little man?"
More often than not instead of handling a situation normally he'll get on his son's level
He stopped traveling so often to settle down with you
He and his son are always getting into some form of trouble
He made your son think popsicles are a sustainable breakfast
Butttt when you're gone he does pull himself together and makes an amazing father
He and Akio take naps together, being a menace is not easy work
Akaashi Keiji:
"No! The monster will get me!" Ami yells as she runs away from Bokuto.
"Papa save me!" She yells out to Akaashi.
"Honey, your Uncle Bokuto isn't a monster." he explains.
Bokuto pouts at Ami's reaction, any time he's over she gets scared. The scared little girl crawls into her father's lap for comfort. Akaashi rubs her little back and she hugs him close.
"I don't try to be scarey, Ami. I brought you candy!" Bokuto exclaims with the candy in his hand. It seems to work for a second because she turns her head to look at him. He smiles at her and she makes a small 'hmph' and nuzzles her head in her father's stomach.
"Come on, bun. Don't be shy, your uncle is really cool.." his voice lowers and he mutters, "at least most of the time he is." Ami hears this and giggles.
"Okay papa... you gotta hold my hand though, just in case." She says shyly.
Akaashi nods his head confirming he'll listen to his daughter's request. She cautiously approaches Bokuto. He holds out the candy for her to take, without hesitation the young girl grabs the candy and remembers her manners.
"Thank.. you." she says to bokuto. He beams at her and nods.
"That's my girl, you've got great manners." Akaashi says with a very small smile.
Everyone turns their head to the door because they hear it unlocking. "Ami, mommy's home with the kitten!" You yell.
Ami jumps up and down quickly forgetting she was even scared, "What did the vet say?! Will Popcorn be okay?!" She asks all at once.
"The vet said Popcorn has perfect health." Ami squeals in excitement. She runs over to the carrier to open it up so her kitten could come out.
Akaashi looks at his daughter in awe, "she's just like you." You know who he's refering to. He believes that your daughter looks more like you but you think it's the opposite.
"Papa come hold Popcorn!" Ami says. Akaashi walked toward the cat carrier and picked up the kitten. Ami was a giggling mess.
"Akaashi! I always knew you'd make a good father!" Bokuto exclaims dramatically.
"Huh, you really think so?" Akaashi asks and Bokuto can't get a word in because you're quick to interrupt.
"We know so!" Well, everyone knows so. Akaashi is calm and rational after all. He completes you and your daughter.
Stay at home dad (i don't make the rules)
His daughter is a daddy's girl
He initially said no to a kitten but you and your daughter begged until he said yes
Pretty calm in most situations
Surprisingly didn't freak out when he found out you were pregnant
He did so much research on how to be a dad because he didn't wanna mess up
VERY protective of his daughter
He bakes with his daughter as a hobby
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animehideout · 5 months
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LOVE IS THE MOST TWISTED CURSE OF THEM ALL
PART 3
Gojo Satoru X Fem! Reader
Check Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 4
a/n: sorry for taking too long to post part 3, it's because I post on Wattpad as well {for anyone's who's interested in Straykids x Reader ff check my Wattpad @narae_99 }
Warnings: Mature language.
♪Song suggestions♪ The weeknd - Trust Issues.
Words count: 1.4K
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• Time skip •
You sat on the couch in the school's common room, watching everyone chatting together. Yuji didn't leave your side, he was talking nonstop, it made you really happy cuz someone is actually interested in having a conversation with you, since you spent you whole life outcasted and rejected, feeling like an outsider even within your own family. No one found interest in you, since you wasn't a sorcerer.
Gojo watched as you were having fun talking with now; your students. And of course he didn't like that, he was still pissed by the idea that from now on you'd be his colleague. Even though you didn't do anything wrong, and you equally hated the idea of your arranged marriage, he saw you as a burden thay he is forced to carry. All what was on his mind, from the moment you took your vows, is how to make your life a living hell.
Breaking your curse wouldn't come out of charges. He's been thinking of ways to humiliate you and make you feel small in front of everyone. It's like a punishment of you being his wife.
He slowly approached Mei Mei, making sure to inactivate his infinity, giving her the green light to grasp the chance she's always dreamt of and allow her to touch him even though he never let her or Utahime to physically get near him.
“So Mei Mei–why don't you move here and start teaching in Jujutsu High, it would be ravishing to see you everyday!” he said loud enough to get your attention and he did.
“Oh Gojo, I know I've always been pleasing to your eyes!”
“Yes indeed..”
She chuckled as she extended her hand, her long fingers running on his chest,
“I would definitely give it a thought..Satoru” she called him by his first time for the first time, in a flirtatious way.
Mei Mei is a smart woman, Gojo never bothered to look at her before, let alone flirt with her, so she figured out his real intentions right away, so she played along, to offend you, she never liked you anyway.
Mei Mei always craved Gojo's attention, and she's enjoying it now even if it's fake. Her hands couldn't leave his body as she flirted back... touching his broad shoulders, tracing his jawline with her fingers with as sly smirk.
She leaned closer to him, her lips touching his ear, as she whispered, “Want me to offend the shit out of her..Gojo?”
“Do your thing, and I'll deposit that money in your account” he simply answered.
They made sure you were watching. You swallowed hard, observing them as they continued their playful banter, it wasn't jealousy but you felt a mix or irritation and discomfort. Whether he liked it or not, he's your husband legally and in front of everyone, so the least he could do is respect you, at least while others are watching as well, and he can hate you as much as he wanted in private.
“Y/n-sensei!! are you okay?” asked Yuji in repeat,
but you didn't hear him untill he shook your shoulder gently. You were too focused on Gojo and Mei Mei.
“Hm? sorry?” you said waking up from your trance.
“Everything is fine sensei??”
“y-yeah I'm good–just um... I'll be right back”
You excused yourself from Yuji, Megumi and Maki to pour yourself a cup of water.
Both Gojo and Mei Mei started laughing loudly as you walked past them. The atmosphere was too insulting and unpleasant to stay still, especially that your students and even the principal Yaga noticed how your husband ignored you and shamelessly flirted with another woman, you felt embarrassed.
You walked to the school's kitchen to get a cup of water that might cool you down, away from them. You enjoyed the silence, but soon it was interrupted by Mei Mei,
“Oh you're here y/n”
You maintained your composure in front of her, taking a sip from your water.
“Yeah,..was kinda thirsty”
“Come on all of the boys left, we're left alone, all girlies!! come join us, this party was for you after all” she exclaimed, as she started dragging you with her.
“Nah I'm good, it's kinda late so I might just go home”
“Hah? go home to who? to an empty house? Gojo told me that both of you don't live in the same house!”
It's like getting slapped hard across the face! such thing should have been kept private, It's none of anyone's business to know if you're sleeping under the same roof as Gojo.
“He proved himself to be a jerk” you thought to yourself. You didn't know what to say, Gojo has already spilt everything out.
“LETS GO” she yelled, pulling you back to the common room with her. All the girls were there, Utahime , Nobara and Maki.
“our bride arrived, where have been hiding?” said Utahime.
You sat on the couch trying to find a comfortable position, your heart pounding with anxiety.
Out of nowhere Utahime spoke, “So y/n! tell us, is Gojo a good fuck??”
Your eyes widened in shock, first of all you don't have an answer for that since you obviously didn't have sex, second of all, it was too inappropriate to ask such thing.
You stuttered, as you were about to answer, “I- Um..”
But Mei Mei cut you off, swirling a strand of her hair between her fingers as she spoke, “Oh I'm sure he was, me and Gojo used to hook up a lot, and let me tell me, he's so damn good” she lied.
Air got caught up in your throat, clenching your fists, struggling to keep on a normal face not letting their provocations take the best of you.
“come on y/n don't be shy tell us!!” said Utahime insisting,
you forced a smile as you spoke politely , “excuse me but I don't think my personal life is up for discussion”
“but wh-”
“Dont push too hard Mei Mei, she's not comfortable to answer this, move on already geez” said Maki clearly pissed.
“Chill Maki, we just wanted to get to know each other on a personal level” said Utahime chuckling.
Maki rolled her eyes in annoyance, you wanted to say a lot of things or just punch them across the face, but it was useless, no matter how hard you try to defend yourself, thanks to Gojo everyone already discovered that your marriage is just on paper.
“Excuse me ladies, as you know tomorrow is my first day teaching so it's better if I rest at home” you said walking out,
“tch how boring” sighed Mei Mei.
Maki followed you “Sensei!! Y/n sensei!!”
“hm Maki?”
“Please ignore them, they feed on provoking others, so please don't focus too much on what they say” she reassured.
You smiled, softly patting her shoulder, “Thank you Maki, but don't worry I'm fine..really!”
•Time skip•
There he was standing in the school's garden, breathing the fresh air, enjoying the cold night breeze.
You were already frustrated and seeing him made it ten times worse. You rushed his way,
“The hell was that Satoru?” you yelled,
He turned around looking at you raising his eyebrow, he wasn't wearing his blindfold, “Ugh! you again, what do you want?”
“Don't you have any manners? casually speaking of private stuff, telling everyone that we don't live together and that our marriage is fake? Don't you know that some things should remain unspoken of, especially in front of strangers?”
He bursted into laugher, mockingly, “Oh the only stranger here is you y/n! now don't tell me you're jealous? Oh is it because I didn't fuck the shit out of that pussy of yours?”
“Hah, jealous?? you don't mean anything to me Satoru, and I'm not dying to have sex with you” you yelled back.
“Then why are you mad about it?”
“Stop spilling private shit out, especially if it includes me or my dignity” you threatened pointing your index finger at him.
He took a step closer to you, his giant frame sending shivers down your spine, eyes conveying threat and anger,
“A talentless, weak human like you can't tell me what to do, besides I didn't know you had any dignity. You're not-”
*SLAP*
You slapped him with all might and power in you. “FUCK YOU SATORU”.
He took it too far, humiliating you both with words and actions is something you would never accept. Even if you don't have any cursed techniques, you're still a human, who deserves to be treated with love and respect. He looked at you in disbelief, eyes widening, the sting of the slap reverberating through his senses. A moment of stunned silence followed, you glared at him one last time, then you left him standing there.
“I'll make you pay for this, y/n..” he promised.
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ranhaitanisgf · 5 months
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also i'm sorry i forgot to specify it but a scenario!! so, i'll do it again 😹 is it okay to req scenario + enemies to lovers + pocky game + mitsuya. like the game started bc of a dare SKDJDHFJRK OK THAT'S ALL SORRY I JUST WOKE UP
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—mitsuya takashi // enemies to lovers // pocky game
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☆ ˎˊ˗ HI MEI !!! ik u left tumblr but this combo was so cute !! if u see this i hope you are doing well :))) i kind of didnt follow the combo but i think it turned out alright !! i hope everyone enjoys ! xoxo
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“(y/n), i dare you to do the pocky game with the president!” 
pausing your work, you took a moment to process what you’d just heard; there was absolutely no way you heard that correctly, right? you blinked, eyes flicking around the other various club members who had also stopped their work, instead looking up to stare at the girl who had burst into the classroom. 
it seemed like she had been running, her breaths coming out in hot puffs as she looked at you with an excited look on her face. there’s no way she was actually serious, right?!
“...huh? what’re you talking about…?” you asked, frowning a bit at her strange request. “you do realize that you’re thirty minutes late to club, right? where’ve you been?” 
yasuda marched into the room, walking right up to you and planting her hands on your shoulders. she was beginning to startle you a bit, though you had to admit that the excited sparkle in her eyes intrigued you; surely, she had a reasonable explanation for this, right?
“(y/n), listen!” she leaned down to match your height in your chair, cupping her hand to the side of her mouth to prevent anybody from hearing her as she started to whisper in your ear, “i just heard something crazy from hayashi-kun!” 
“oh…okay? what is it?” you asked, albeit a bit hesitant. “you’re acting really strange.” 
“he told me that the president has a crush on you!” 
“...excuse me?” 
“yeah!” she leaned back, awaiting a response from you. “isn’t that amazing?! you should go talk to him!” 
you merely sighed, shaking your head and going back to working on your project. as you pulled your needle in and out of the fabric, you pondered for a moment, wondering where such a ridiculous idea even came from. 
“yasuda-chan, there’s no way that’s possible. i’ve literally declared war on him because of how evenly matched we are in sewing. i’m not going to embarrass myself just because hayashi-kun thinks he knows everything! you should know better than to trust everything he says.” you chided. 
all yasuda did was roll her eyes, her lips curled into a smug smirk. 
“now that he told me, i totally see the chemistry between you two! and, since i dared you, you have to do it!!” 
“we aren’t even playing truth or dare right now, what?” 
“you know, just let me-” yasuda snatched your needlework project from your hands, “-handle this! i’m a matchmaker, and you two are perfect!” when you tried to retrieve it, she slipped out of your grasp, already running away and out of the classroom. 
“you’re a highschool student, not a matchmaker?!” you yelled after her. she was long gone at that point, and now that she had taken your project with her, you were stuck. 
you sat back down, sighing as you slumped down in your chair. you had absolutely no idea what she had been talking about, but now that she had gotten the idea in your head, you couldn’t stop thinking about it. mitsuya? likes you? there was absolutely no way it was possible. after all, you had told him that you two were rivals, (you were only 50 percent serious about that) so why would he like you? 
it wasn’t exactly like you were against the idea of him liking you; it was quite the opposite, in fact. you’d always thought that mitsuya was one of the kindest boys you’d ever met, and he was certainly easy on the eyes, (there had been more than one time when you’d caught yourself staring at him). 
you weren’t about to get any hope over something like this though; there was absolutely no way. 
not more than five minutes had passed before the door slammed open again, although this time yasuda wasn’t alone. along with her was a very confused looking mitsuya, who was currently being shushed in response to his inquiries as to what was happening. 
“(y/n), c’mere!” you glanced around, wondering how exactly you were supposed to be acting in this situation. all the other club members just shrugged at you, going back to their own project. it made you want to sigh again, but you didn’t, instead getting up and reluctantly walking over. 
i guess i can kiss my peaceful afternoon goodbye…please come back another day. 
“yo…” you greeted, trying your best to shy away from yasuda. of course, it was to no avail, since you were immediately dragged into the hallway, the door shutting behind you as you nearly lost your balance from her surprising strength. 
from seemingly nowhere, a pair of hands steadied your frame, holding you firmly by your shoulders to keep you from falling. when you looked up, you were met with mitsuya’s familiar gaze, his lilac gaze laced with concern. 
“hey, you alright?” 
of course it’s him. why would it be anybody else?
“yeah, thanks…” you mumbled, taking a step away from him, leaving a healthy amount of space between the two of you. “yasuda, what is this about-?” 
“okay, here!” the girl damn near hurled an object at you, with you barely being able to catch it. “bye!” without another word, she immediately zoomed off, leaving you with a box of pocky in your hands and a very confused mitsuya. 
he laughed a bit out of shock, which made you laugh a bit too; seriously, this was one of the most random situations you've ever found yourself in. 
“so, do you know what’s going on?” mitsuya asked, his face a mix of amusement and confusion. “yasuda-san just mentioned your name then dragged me over here. is something wrong?” 
“well, not exactly…there’s been a bit of a misunderstanding, i think…” you explained, shaking your head. “yasuda’s got it in her head that you have a crush on me, or something like that. she said she heard it from hayashi-kun, so she burst in all like ‘i dare you to play the pocky game with the president’ and stuff, and that’s really all…i know…yeah…” your words tapered off as you talked, watching how mitsuya’s ears and cheeks began to turn a light shade of pink. 
once you stopped talking, mitsuya’s eyes wandered to the side, his ears progressively turning a deeper shade of pink as you stared at him. he chuckled a bit, one of his hands moving behind his neck to fiddle with his hair. 
“i guess i’m caught.” he admitted. “peh-yan can’t keep a secret to save his life, so i knew i would be outed sooner or later. jus’ didn’t expect this soon. ‘m not really prepared…” he muttered, seeming a bit annoyed. “i was planning to have this be a little bit more gentlemanly, but-” 
“wait, you…you like me?” you interrupted, pointing to yourself. mitsuya subtly raised a brow at you, seeming confused at your question. 
“didn’t i just admit to it?” 
“i know, but…i just, i thought that she was being crazy or something! i always thought that there was no way…” when you realized what you had just admitted, you immediately tried to backtrack. “i-i mean! uh, not that you’re terrible, actually, you’re the opposite of terrible, i just meant that i…i…”
“can i?” mitsuya suddenly asked, gesturing to the pocky box in your hands. 
“huh? uh, yeah…” you murmured, holding it out to him. the embarrassment flooding your body now was unmatched to anything you’ve ever felt before; why were you bumbling like a complete fool?!
you watched as mitsuya opened the box, ripping open the wrapping and plucking one of the chocolate sticks out. he held it between his fingers for a moment, seeming to be thinking about something before walking a bit closer to you. 
“just let me know if you want me to stop, okay?” 
“o-okay…what’re you-?” mitsuya slipped the pocky stick between your lips, essentially cutting your words off. he waited for a moment, seemingly waiting for any sort of response as he looked at you. you could hear your heartbeat in your ears at this point; you’ve never had someone look at you with such intense eyes before. 
when you didn’t seem to be rejecting anything, mitsuya moved just a bit closer, one of his hands moving to hover near your jaw. he paused for a moment, waiting before he did anything. when you didn’t move away from his touch, you finally felt his hand move under your chin, gently moving your head to tilt up. 
without any more hesitance, he bit down on the end of the pocky stick, eyes locked on yours. on one hand, you wanted to look away from embarrassment, but on the other hand, you were anticipating and watching his every move, not wanting to look away even for a moment. his lazy lilac eyes were burning with so many different emotions, and you wanted to see all of them. 
slowly, he took another bite, and then another, starting to move closer and closer to you as he kept biting down on the pocky stick. before you knew it, the two of you were face to face, and you knew that if he took one more bite that the two of you would-
a crunch! interrupted your thoughts, and just a moment later you felt velvety soft lips, pressing gently against your own lips. the taste of chocolate briefly filled your senses, and all you could think and feel was mitsuya. 
and then it was over, the boy pulling away gently and giving a small smile. despite how cool and calm he seemed to be, you could tell that he was also nervous and excited from the flush across his cheeks. 
“does that answer your question?” 
“huh? what?” mitsuya chuckled a bit at your confusion; in your defense, you were still delirious from kissing him. 
“remember? you asked if i was sure i liked you.” 
“oh…” you mumbled, recalling that you did in fact ask that. “i, uh…i am definitely not convinced…you should try and convince me.” you tried to say calmly, (you definitely did not say it calmly). 
“hah, i have to finish my tutoring session, but i’ll pick you up after club is out, okay?” he asked, seeming amused at your lame attempt to get another kiss out of him. 
mitsuya seemed like he was about to leave, taking a few steps away and giving you a smile, but he stopped, backtracking to you. 
“just to give you a little more convincing…” he murmured. before you could ask him what he was talking about, one of his hands slipped behind your head, gently pushing you forward a bit as he leaned down, lips carefully pressing against your forehead. he stayed there for a moment before he leaned back, giving you a warm smile. “i’ll see you in a bit, (y/n).” 
“oh, okay…”
“bye.” he chuckled, seeming to be amused by your shell-shocked state. 
“bye bye…” you waved as he walked away, his first few steps being backwards to keep facing you before he turned around, jogging down the hall and eventually out of sight. 
as you kept standing in the hallway, you brushed your fingers against your lips, feeling like they were tingling and on fire at the same time. the taste of chocolate lingered on them, making you remember mitsuya. 
wow…
almost as if you were possessed, you slowly walked back to the club classroom, sliding the door open. what you weren’t expecting was for almost all the home ec’s club members to be pressed against the door, falling back when you opened it. without any words, you all stared at each other for a moment in shock. in an instant, they were all scrambling up from the floor, scurrying back to their places as you continued to stand there, your jaw hanging open. 
oh my god.
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So... I know I'm late...
But yea! I said I was coming back with some stickers and I kept my word! I would've hoped that I could've completed the sheet in like a day but as you can see...that didn't work out
I know I've been a bit MIA lately but burnout sucks. I do have a lot of WIPS I really want to work on but again, it seems that the ProcrastiNation hath struck my feeble mortal brain again.
But anyways:
I headcanon Aroace Mei, just a personal headcanon (disagree if you like) I also like lesbian Mei but thought I'd give some aroace appreciation
Silktea was only given 1 episode but OH BOY did it fuel our wild shipping habits. And I jumped on the bandwagon. It's a reference to that scene in She-Ra where Scorpia tells Catra she 'didn't want to do this' then wraps kitty up in the blankey and cradles her like a wee baby. And Sandy would do that for any friend, I will die on this hill
Saw a fanart where Mk had a pig nose themed pacifier and I just yoinked that idea. The pig hoodie and the pacifier seems like something Tang would do for Pigsy (also to get away with free noodles cause who can say no to that face?~)
Mac showing Wukong the lantern. What can I say, mans' fascinated by them pretty lights. Though our little performer's eyes seem to be straying from the show (^u ')
I know many people have issues with shipping with Nezha and such and I know the two had a rough history but y'know what fans do; they love to make the people who kill each other soulmates (platonic, romantic or otherwise) Even if it wasn't romantic, I still love the idea of them being buddies and just chilling, the danger noodle prince and the angy prince snuggle and watch a movie (mainly from Nezha 2019 but I also saw New Gods and can I just say, I want those two twinks to bicker then kiss awkwardly and I want Yun Xiang to BEAT. HIS. ASS) but in case anyone asks, I do perceive Nezha to be a consenting adult in general outside shipping drama and if the two are adults, it does make my heart squeal when I see these two hold hands and whatnot
HOW COULD I EVER FORGET MY SPICYBOIS, inspired by that one Ponyo kiss scene. I was actually gonna make a bigger piece but then I saw someone do it already in a much better fashion than I ever could and I just gave up on the idea but Ig here, its just like the two cakes mentality and I gave it a go. Hope I could do the concept justice
Have spider queen or scorpion queen ever interacted before? No. But they are both queens and I believe Spider Queen's confidence could rub off on Scorpion Queen and she'd appreciate the company of Spider Queen's children henchmen. Also she give yummy food so lesbian venomqueens for the win
Redraw of that moment with Peng and Azure. I normally detest that bird but these two do get some gears grinding and whatever anyone says. Neither of those two are straight. I'll tell ya that.
Toxicinsanity is another rarepair that had like 1 sec screen time. I don't think they'd ever work out in canon and had virtually no chemistry. I still love all the fluffy ship content I can find of them though and if it ever were to happen. I think the mayor would scare the sh!t out of Syntax
Let's get at least one hetero couple here, Chang'e and Hou'Yi are a couple of favorites ngl, I took most of their outfits from Over the moon cause both of them looked stunning, Chang'e especially. I've seen people ship mah girl with other people and while I do agree it's healthy to move on, in my heart she will always long for Hou'Yi
Also irl, on valentines, my mum took us out for lunch, she treated us to bubble tea and donuts. We walked home so I waited to drink mah drink in my room while I drew and I accidentally finished it all... I'm so sorry mum
f*ck I forgot ironbull. Uhh....I'll draw something later, rn I need to go to bed before I get yelled at...
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ariespellz · 2 years
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hand holding hcs !!
ft. genshin guys + gn!reader
includes: ayato, gorou, venti, kazuha, heizou, tighnari, dainsleif.
one, two, three.
cw: fluff, established relationship, some parts might be longer than others, alcohol mentions in venti's, a bit suggestive in venti's if you squint, i can't write tighnari to save my life, spoilers in dain's (?) and mostly very full of speculation:')
A/N: THIS TOOK SO LONG.. BUT HERE IT IS LOL. i might not be doing anything this long w this many characters ever again :')) maybe the third part as the last and thats it lol. ANYWAY SORRY!!! I HAD THE WORST WRITERS BLOCK EVERR AND I BEGAN CLASS AGAIN :((
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AYATO
either the king of hand holding or the worst one on the list.
choose your fighter.
his hands are SOOO soft. he hasn't picked up a single sword without gloves since was like, five.
or anything, for that matter
also slender, bony and long fingers?? really pretty nails??
phew rich kids i swear
as stated before, he can be super sweet and intimate, intertwining your fingers with care
or he'll practically drag you by your wrist. not even in a mean way just,,
yeah
he probably has no idea what he's doing. he has no reference on what to do or on how to behave aside from the cheesy romance novels ayaka likes to read.
no parents or parent-like figures in his life, and (i assume) barely any physical affection with his sister, as much as they love each other.
that's why he craves it in some way. probably
PDA is not for him. at all.
he's a very private person who dislikes public appearances
so holding hands while walking around the city would happen every once in a blue moon.
HOWEVER!!!
it's cool if you're alone
more than cool, in fact
he likes it a lot. when he has free time he takes you in quiet dates throughout inazuma's nature
in those moments he sometimes moves your hand to his lips and kisses the knuckles <33
it's so gentle and sweet, and sometimes he'll whisper praises too
"you're so precious, my love."
UGHH blushing and giggling and kicking my feet in the air rn
and oh god poor thoma. they guy is always the one to find you two.
"my lord, an officer is waiting to..." he trails off after seeing you in his lap while he worked on paperwork, his free hand stroking yours. you giddily wave to him as a greeting, and he returns the gesture with a nod and a friendly smile of his own. "...right. i'll tell him to come back later. sorry for the interruption!"
you two are lucky he's so used to it.
unfortunately, he's not always the one who catches you.
if your footsteps are soft and your ears are open, you can hear some of the maids gossip about you two.
"oh, they're so lovely! did you hear the rumours?" "about the picnic? yeah! mei told me they were cuddling! can you picture that?" "yeah! lord kamisato's totally smitten!"
it always makes you smile.
as inexperienced as he was when it came to physical affection, he was the first one to hold your hand.
ayaka had told him that "it would give you butterflies".
you BET she was right like-
a fish out of the water is the closest comparison of how your heart was pounding
although inexperienced, ayato is a natural-born romantic. he's sitting in front of you in some expensive restaurant, candles and roses and a private room (just for you two of you, just like he likes it). he's as nervous as you, if not more. this is your first official date!
remembering what ayaka said, his right hand approached yours, in a slightly shy way. "may i?" he murmurs, brushing his digits over yours.
"sure!" you answer, voice meek and an octave higher than usual.
he finds your enthusiasm funny
in a good way
in conclusion, he's not as slick as he'd like to be lol
half the estate has seen you two. the other half is patiently waiting their turn.
over time, he gets more used to it. no more dragging you, no more grasp that's barely there, just,, a normal hold.
a sweet one tho<3
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GOROU
physical touch is not his love language
but he doesn't dislike it!! he'll do it if you're into it!!
he's really soft about it and you can see his tail wagging happily hehshdhdhsjsj<3
he's a very assertive man and a good (but somehow strict?) general, so his subordinates never get used to see you two interact ESPECIALLY when it comes to affection
gorou: *has your hand in his*
troops passing by: *😲*
you change him i'm telling you
he's pretty good at separating his work and personal life, so expect the affection to be more common in private
hand holding is not his forte nor his preferred way of showing physical affection, but he'll still get flustered from it
"the supplies are to be sent to the sangonomiya shrine. that is our main objective right now." he says, voice stern. his body, however, betrays him once you reach out to grab his hand. his ears flop immediately and his tail swings rapidly from side to side, cheeks starting to turn pink. you can't help but giggle when his eyes flicker between you and his subordinates, full of nerves.
"we saw nothing, sir," one of them says, clearly biting back a smile. "your orders will be followed immediately." he bows and leaves hurriedly.
they still talk about that to this day.
his hands are average size. not super tiny, but definitely smaller than ayato's or dainsleif's (side note: just noticed this applies to every guy in this post except those two and pantalone lmao).
his palms are a bit rough and he has some scratches here and there, but he makes sure his nails are clean and decent.
hald holding with him (ironically enough) isn't that common
you were the one to do it for the first time.
you guys weren't even dating (yet) and you were pinning hard
so after bribing some of his underlings with cookies, you managed to get them to do part of his work (and also get him to relax for an afternoon)
((with you, or course.))
(((the soldiers knew their boss had been crusing on you for centuries, so it was a win-win situation for them)))
sitting on a cliff, watching the scenery. beautiful pastel tones mixed with the pink hue of the sky in the sunset. he was next to you, eyes set on the horizon somehow looking unfocused. the golden light adorned his beautiful features, and you wanted nothing more than to embrace him and never let go.
you knew, however, that you had to be careful. you could've chosen the safest option and shut your mouth, like you always did. but no, not today.
with that in mind, you slowly place you palm in his hand. his ears immediatelly perk up as he looks at you, not bothering to pull away.
"i like you. a lot. and, uh, i'm just happy i can be here with you." you cough out in the spur of the moment. his eyes widen like coins and his tail straightens. he chokes a bit with his words, coming up with nothing to say.
it was a it awkward, really. you had your eyes fixed in the place your skin touched with his, refusing to adress his burning stare. regret filled your gut, and you tried to pull away, ready to stand up and go home to cry under the covers.
but a hand grasping your wrist stops you.
he looks like a deer in headlights, eyes gleaming and face redder than ever.
five words come out of his mouth, faster than any others he has ever muttered:
"are you free on sunday?"
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VENTI
ah, venti...
he'd use handcuffs to chain you two together if he could.
he is very much a PDA guy. has no shame.
worth it tho because his hands are illegally soft. like cotton.
and his fingers are slender and delicate.
oh and there was no special "first time holding hands!!! exciting!!!!" moment
because guess who got touchy right after figuring his feelings out?
you guessed it! him!!
he snaked an arm around your waist, holding you close, and intertwined your fingers with his. it would have been romantic (and kinda hot, even) if it wasn't for the fact that the poor, poor honorary knight had to physically separate him from you so he would go home already.
"oh, love, one has never seen such beauty. never in thousands of years has a flowery field or a sunset in the ocean compared to your endless eyes." he recites close to your neck, hot breath fanning on your skin making a shiver run down your spine. aside from the fact that you have literally no idea what he means by thousands of years, his lidded orbs boring into yours don't help. "i would become a sailor if it meant that i could spend my life navigating in the ocean of your eyes. would you let me drown in them?"
"i don't get paid enough for this." the blonde mutters, secretly envying the fact that paimon was already sleeping.
"me neither." you say in return with an awkward laugh, wishing that the darkness covered your blush.
he gets a bit poetic after a couple of bottles, what can i say.
diluc always stares at you when you have to go pick him up from the tavern
you swear that's pity flooding his usually soulless eyes
you have the anemo archon wrapped around your finger
quite the accomplishment, if you were to ask me
he's all over you. especially (but not exclusively) when he's tipsy, or (god forbid) drunk.
oh yeah baby
DRUNK.
he gets on top of some table, requests the lights to be dimmed, and pulls out his lyre
and starts to sing the cheesiest song you have ever heard
(even the ever-so-cold sister rosaria smiles at the spectacle full of amusement)
"oooooh, babe, i want nothing but youuuu!" kaeya sings the chorus with slurred words and broken laughs (ironic, considering he's usually the sad drunk) as the others clap along. some guys have gotten up and started dancing.
"do something!" you plead charles, but he just laughs even louder at your desperation. you frown and bite your lips so you don't start doing the same. "for fucks sake, venti! get off there, its three in the morning!"
"why do you have to be so cruuuuel???" he sings in a cry, full of emotion. dropping to his knees in a dramatic way, he tugs at your arm to pull you closer. and right then and there, he stops singing abruptly. "i love you. i love you so, so much." his eyes water and your breath hitches. suddenly serious, his flushed cheeks have your heart doing flips. "you're gorgeous, (y/n). i wish you'd let me stare at you all day. you're the only thing i think about. i want to tell you- no. i need to tell you-"
at that moment, the door slammed open.
"you again?" diluc groaned. everything went silent except for kaeya, who greeted him excitedly, making his way to him in big stomps. noticing this, the redhead sighs tiredly. "show's over, everyone. we're closing for the night."
the drunkards groaned the first time this happened, but because of it repeating every month, they've gotten used to it.
the guy has the patience of a saint, you note.
"let's go home, then," you always say with a kiss to his cheek "you tone-deaf bard."
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KAZUHA
out of context but this guy invented chivalry
no i will not give any further explanations
he'll hold your hand like he gets paid for it. so enthused about it.
unlike the three messed up people (lovingly) above, this one does the thumb rubbing thing!! (hooray i guess)
his hands are probably rough considering he uses a katana without gloves/is literally a wanderer. but. i can't picture it. let a woman dream.
OH AND HE'LL TAKE HIS BANDAGE OFF IN PRIVATE IF YOU ASK HIM TO <3
just imagine it aaaaa
he stares at you in pure disbelief EVERY SINGLE TIME YOU ASK
LIKE NO KAZUHA THE BURN MARKS ARE NOT UGLY
and when you tell him that he blushes aahhzhsgzwkshjsjs
still! he's very shy about it (oddly enough) so he will only do it if you've been together for more than, let's say, 6 months?? maybe??
he'll slowly unwraps the cloth, cheeks slightly flushed (as always). it's constant, really; he doesn't falter but he doesn't speed up.
that is, until he comes to a stop. right above the mark.
"kazu," you call. he looks at you through his lashes, full of... embarrassment? "you don't have to if you don't feel like it. but... that's not the case, is it?"
he looks so out of character, gulping and avoiding your gaze. he breathes and tries to say something, but he stops himself and stares at his lap.
"look at me, love." you request, placing your palm on his cheek. "you don't need to hide yourself. you're beautiful."
he stammers a compliment and looks away, clearly flustered by the affection
how cute
those times are when you get to see him timid
no one will believe you, but he's the clingy one
hands on your shoulders, on your hips, waist, face, thighs, and most importantly, on your hands.
the first time you held hands, he was the one initiating the contact
you weren't dating, or even close
that was the day you started crushing on him
wether you were a fellow pirate in the crux fleet or just some person travelling with them on one (1) time makes no difference
the storm unravelling in front of you could terrify anyone
you were, of course, no exception
captain beidou's loud voice, commanding the last preparations before seeking shelter
the loud crackling of thunder, and the constant crash of the waves
the raindrops which fell like knives, making a sound similar to bullets when they hit the wooden floor
the footsteps, your heartbeat, the ropes being pulled
it was just too much
breath quickening, you tried to calm down. teardrops were beginning to form on your eyes but you didn't allow yourself to cry.
it'd be downright embarrassing, considering that everyone else seemed to be taking the situation with cold precision
and oh, fuck, your hands and legs were trembling like jelly
you heard beidou yell something in your direction, and next thing you knew, someone was pulling you inside to the hold.
"it's okay. you're safe now." kazuha's gentle voice lulls you. he's gently grasping your hands in his, rubbing comforting patterns in your skin. you curl up, fingers tightening as the ship rocks violently. you silently thank him when he doesn't pull away or swats you off, opting to huddle closer to you instead. his warmth makes your muscles relax slightly, and he chuckles lightly at it. "feeling better already? i'm glad."
you had never really talked to kazuha, as he often refrained from taking place in the numerous drinking competitions the fleet celebrated on sundays.
(let's just say, that changed in the future)
crimson orbs meet yours when you choose to face the man, and suddenly your face has turned into their rival in a fictional challenge.
you thank him again and straighten up, coming back to your senses. you instantly miss his body heat, but you say nothing.
he does not, however, seem to have any intentions of letting your hand go.
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HEIZOU
oh dear god
you're in for a ride
you see, he can be the perfect boyfriend
but he can be a little shit too
it depends on how much he'd like to tease you
if he feels like being an asshole, he'll conjoin your hands and swing them exaggeratedly while skipping and maybe even singing a little tune
he makes sure this is in public (unless it's crossing your boundaries), so he can embarrass you a bit
(if you, however, start replicating him, he'll make it progressively more obnoxious until one of you gives up)
((make it be him. please. place your entire body against his arm and bat your eyelashes at him like you're fucking minnie mouse or something. he's officially losing this one.))
"my dear! my everything!" he exclaimed, snaking your hips with one arm and conjoining your hands with the other. he presses kisses on your fingers, green eyes gleaming with mischief, and he finds it hard to fight back a cackle. this would've been funny, cute, ir even romantic, if it wasn't for the bewildered looks of his coworkers.
one dude actually yelled at him to at least do that in his office. once you were there, you questioned his triumphant expression
"ah, there was this boring case they wanted me to solve..." he snickered. "now they won't come into my office and pester me. i guess some other guy will do it."
fucking bastard (adoringly)
his fingers are long and slim, and his knuckles are rough
he literally throws punches as self-defense. no sword, no bow, just his fists.
by this, i imply that at least his knuckles and reverse of his fingers could exfoliate your skin better than any soap.
his palms are softer (not too big of an accomplishment. a three-day-beard could achieve that, too), and rather cold
heizou's preferred form of physical affection isn't hand holding, actually, so he's not too big on it
he makes an exception for the situation mentioned above AND if you're feeling nervous or stressed.
in the second case, he'll be more subtle. he can read you like a book, so he'll save you of any unwanted attention by softly caressing your palm and fingertips.
"it's okay" he whispers. "do you want to get out of here?"
and if you say yes, he'll excuse the both of you and get you some dango milk
he'll have your pinkies intertwined and walk side by side with you. no jokes or teasing remarks.
(he also manages to have the same exact pace as you. sometimes it's a bit hypnotizing to watch.)
oh and btw, you were the one holding his hand the first time
he knew you were smitten
he knew what you wanted
but he still said "hmm let's see what they do"
smirking at you your whole first date like "oooh you wanna kiss me so bad"
(PUNCH HIM. HE WON'T SEE THAT ONE COMING)
and while accompanying you back home, he's waiting patiently for you to make a move.
and of course he notices. he sees the way your hand shifts closer to his, only to pull away a second later. he sees from the corner of his eye the way your chest rises and falls progressively faster. and oh, archons! you're doing it!
you're lifting your hand up, and it's getting closer, and nearer, and omg it's right next to his--
"go on," he says in a teasing manner, breaking the silence. he wears an shit-eating grin as if it was his best suit "you can do it. i don't bite."
you swallow. you consider kicking him and running off, but you had genuinely enjoyed your afternoon and that'd be a waste. so, hesitantly, you did as you had planned.
his hand was warm, and there was no further chat until you arrived.
you were at the doorstep, saying your goodbyes.
"keep going, yeah?" he giggles right before leaving. "i'm expecting a kiss next time!"
"wha-"
it's up to determine wether he got it or not.
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TIGHNARI
QODIAHUSBSUSJS AAAAAAA
OKOK HEAR ME OUT
you're a forest ranger too
so you two conveniently go on patrol together
who could've guessed?
even before you dated. consider that as his form of courting.
but but! the moment you two are official tho!!
he'll hold your hand constantly <3
its perfect because he's NOT a pda person. so he has his three favourite things together.
privacy, the forest, and you:)
expect collei to look beyond awkward whenever she catches you two having the slightest moment of physical affection in front of her
she loves you two and is very supportive !! she just does NOT know what to do with herself.
also HOLDING HANDS TO ASSERT DOMINANCE/hj
and by this i mean Very Obviously putting your intertwined hands over the table as you have dinner with cyno and collei
cyno: *🤨*
collei: *small politely and nod yall*
"...what clothes do clouds wear?" cyno reads from his (terrifying) book as you swallow your bite out of your pita pocket. he then proceeds to look straight at tighnari, who is currently two seconds away from jumping out of the window. "thunderwear."
the situation was so weird you couldn't help giggling a bit, covering your face with your free hand. at your side, tighnari's grip became a bit tighter. "unbelievable" he grits his teeth. and at that, you laugh harder.
you teased him for that dumb "jealous" episode for WEEKS. my man wanted to disappear from the face of teyvat.
on another note. his gloves.
they look so squishy idk how to say this.
the pads?? are like a jelly-esque material?? maybe slime condensant or whatever its called
so you can expect his bare hands to be SOFT. AND PRETTY. BECAUSE HE NEVER GOES OUT WITHOUT PROPER PROTECTION.
(as he should)
most likely the best hands in genshin together with albedo and maybe scaramouche?? nah scratch that pantalone must have the best manicure in the world
back on point. his nails are kinda pointy (he is a fox so it is to be expected) so DO NOT ask him to scratch your back. he'll say no anyway but beware.
it'll be more painful than satisfying. does not fully count if you're a masochist.
anyways. he enjoys physical touch wayyy more than he'd like to admit.
hand holding isn't enough he wants you to pet his ears and spoon him (partner privilege what can i say)
tighnari's generally stern disposition was a challenge during the "chase" phase of the relationship. for the both of you.
on the one hand, there were your compliments and your not-so-secret intention to win him over.
on the other hand, he blatantly refused to flirt back, but still managed to flirt back.
you know the difference?
like, never once in a million years would he see his crush and say "you look amazing, darling. are you free tonight?" and wink.
BUT he will say "that shade of green is nice." and oh so conveniently need your help writing some stuff down.
("paperwork. nothing too interesting" he'll say when questioned. "mind your business" is what he means.)
you learn to pick up on it. and he learns to be more bold.
you let him hold your hand the first time.
he's not that fond of physical touch, and you didn't want to cross his boundaries, so you let him take those steps.
it was a warm summer night in sumeru. the kind of warm in which the breeze is pleasant and no jacket is needed.
you were stargazing and pointing out constellations together,
and he just. went for it.
"hold my hand" he said without looking at you. it wasn't that much of a statement, because the softness in his tone made it sound like a suggestion.
a smile appears on your face while your insides tickle, and you feel a bit ridiculous for being so excited over something so simple. "as you wish" you teasingly say, taking hold of his hand.
the lack of light makes it hard to read his expression, or see if he's blushing.
a thousand questions race in your head, mixed with worries and things you'd like to say
all of them dissipate when he interlaces your fingers.
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DAINSLEIF
well first of all
he's very,,,
devoted
by which i mean you are his moon and stars
he'll BATHE YOU in affection.
he wouldn't even entertain the idea of dating someone he doesn't trust completely and/or hasn't been with him for a long time
you make him soft lol,,,, use that info however you want
he does the thumb rubbing thing!!! a king fr
ah and he's not taking off his gloves. because of the curse, his skin is probably a bit unsettling to see?
so is yours, considering you share his condition.
he isn't that into physical touch, though. and even less into pda.
so there's three situations in which he holds your hand:
while walking around alone, when you're nervous or scared, and in the intimacy of your home
it's on the quiet days around teyvat that he doesn't wanna let go
it's standing before the enemy, which haunts you two like prey, that he reminds you he would never let go
and it's while sleeping, huddled together, that he holds you close to him and intertwines your fingers<3
like i sad, no pda.
he might make an exception if it's the traveller with you, but uhh not really...???
hes so awkward about it too like-- it can get funny sometimes.
like one time he held you by the waist when you visited stormterror's lair and paimon just commented on it
had he been not so stoic he might have jumped away from you like his instincts yelled
and she didn't even say anything weird. maybe something like "you look good together!" or "huh?! you like him?!"
she adores you so she's very much Confused™ by your taste
give her time she'll get over it
but you get it, really. the picture of dainsleif she has could never compare to yours.
you still remember, all those centuries ago, when you took a leap of faith and pulled him to the dancefloor.
well, not exactly a dancefloor, but more of a 𝒹𝒶𝓃𝒸𝓮𝒻𝓁ℴℴ𝓻 ???
yeah like . elegant.
he was the dainsleif, and you were just. you
i mean babe ur great and all but hes like the strongest (and hottest lets be honest) guy in khaenri'ah. good luck!!
some friends encouraged you. this was a big celebration!! the eclipse dynasty and its descendants rarely ever organized parties. not in their home, at least.
so after months of watching the twilight sword from afar, you finally had a chance (although slim) of approaching him
so you got ready (best clothes, best accesories, and a lengthy skincare session) and when some animated music started to play, it was your chance
"you got this!" your friends said. "yeah, you look stunning! he's saying yes for sure!"
he's talking with some colleagues and the rush of adrenaline slowly leaves you,
but oh no! it's too late. you've made eye contact and he's two meters away from you.
"breathe, calm down" you tell yourself. your steps become wobbly but the resolution doesn't leave your features.
dainsleif looks surprised when you stop in front of him, and the guy he was chatting with (who you recognize as halfdan, one of his most loyal underlings) elbows him with a smile before excusing himself in a teasing tone
"may i help you?" he asks. oh god, his voice always makes your insides tickle. you open and close your mouth before pursuing your lips and speaking in a more... assured tone.
"yes. i was wondering if you'd like to... to dance with me?" you chuckle nervously as dain gapes at you, clearly shocked. "i mean! you probably have better things to do and... you are probably very uncomfortable right now. uh, sorry! i'll just leave-"
"i'd love to" he interrupts with a small smile. "also, you look very beautiful today, (y/n)."
"oh." you beam, holding his wrist gently. "thanks. you, uh, you always look beautiful." as you guide him among the other couples, you swear you can hear some knights cheering.
and the rest is history :')
side note: forgot to mention you were freaking out because "OH MY GOD HE KNOWS MY NAME?? HE KNOWS OF ME EXISTING???? AND HE. SAID. YES??????"
however, with dain, life's not sunshine and rainbows.
he trusts you, of course, and he loves you even more
but he still refuses to ask for comfort. no matter how many times you make him understand your feelings for him, he just doesn't seem to understand a word.
sometimes you face his walls and are struck by a sudden wave of disappointment.
it's not like you want to know every thought and emotion that crosses him, but communication can be hard sometimes.
like when he had jumped into the abyss without a care in the world.
you are angry, of course. you had been sick with worry, crying and pacing and lucky in the few nights you had been able to sleep.
he had (conveniently) reappeared next to the traveler, inside the chasm (or at least that was what he told you). from that point on, the story became more twisted.
but his voice was so groggy as he told you, and his eyes were peering at you with so much tiredness, you couldn't help taking his hands in yours and resting his body against you.
"i'm sorry." he repeated over and over, becoming more desperate each time. lacking the strength to even straighten his back, he barely mustered the energy to slightly squeeze your hands.
"let's rest for a while, yes? i'm just happy that you're back."
he's so grateful for everything you do :(
being with him would be living in a hurt/(no?) comfort fic 24/7 actually lol i kinda wanna cry
being with him takes effort, resilience, and overall, it's hard
though as he links your fingers and his eyes fill with sheer devotion and adoration, you think it's all worth it :')
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shyhandart · 2 months
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Comm for @mei !! Im sorry it took so long to post 😭
This cutie was so fun to draw!! Thank you so much for bringing them to me :DDD
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yandere-avatar · 11 months
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Hello!, I hope your day/night is going well!, I thought of something to request and just wanted to shoot my shot lol!
- How about some headcanons of possessive yandere ty Lee?
- // oh and I just wanted to ask this in case your comfy with writing team up yandere scenario's if not I totally understand!-//
-Maybe a scenario where the fire nation squad/ zuko, Azula, mei and ty Lee are all yandere for the reader?
/ I totally understand if you don't vibe with these requests! No pressure to do them just wanted to stress that hgbgb, anyways have a lovely day/night :) /
I write Polygamous stuff, but I don't know if it's the best, but I can always try. This has been in the drafts since: July 14, 2022 [Almost a full year... I'm so sorry. You've probably forgot you requested this because it's been so long] (3rd oldest draft and oldest ask)
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[Possessive] Ty Lee
She doesn't understand why you get so mad that she only wants you to pay attention to her
Granted multiple people flirt with her, but she always shuts them down
She watches you and uses her abilities to get to high places to see you
If you're a bender, she uses her Chi Block on you
She's very giddy and loves being with you
She loves partying w/ you and taking you places
She doesn't want you to meet her sisters, in fear of you comparing them to each other
She wants to be herself with you
She's ecstatic and always energized
She always defends you when someone tries to make you look dumb
Unlike Mai, she would trade the other nations if they kidnapped you, because she loves you more than anything else in the world
Though, she is like Mai in the sense she'll betray Azula, because she loves you more than she fears her
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Azula, Mai, Ty Lee, and Zuko
You were at first with Ty Lee
Though, you two were never official
You two just bonded better than the rest of them
Zuko and Mai became protective over you, seeing you repeatedly get hurt
Azula just saw you as stupid and she liked humiliating you
Zuko saw himself in you and wanted to protect you from Azula
^Mai was jealous at first, but soon realized you weren't enemies, but friends. You deserved to be protected from the monster that is Azula
You love Azula, because you've realized that she's never really had love in her life [It's more out of pity]
You go with them everywhere, though this gets you a lot hurt
They always get you, but then Azula becomes a little more anxious about letting you come
Azula would never tell you, but she loves you more than anything in the world and that scares her
Ty Lee just thinks your fun, but she doesn't really form a complex feeling for you. She just likes that you're fun
Mai and Zuko see themselves as your protector, especially against Azula. They kind of act like your parents, but they're both distant emotionally, but you definitely open them up
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The GAang [Katara, Sokka, Aang, and Toph]
Katara was the first to fall for you, but not the first to tell you her feelings
It's probably Sokka who tells you
But you don't take it seriously, because he's a flirter
Toph is mean to you and is kind of like a big bully
Aang is nice and treats you like he's known you forever
You both just click so well
When Toph and Katara fight, you are brought into their fights, because they want you to be on their side
"I think Sokka is calling me-"
You don't want to catch that smoke
You're probably the most scared of Katara, she reminds you of a scary mother, but don't tell her, because she wants you to see her as a lover not a mother
It took you the longest to get close to Toph, because she has walls up and it's hard to get them down
You bring up her being blind and she get super angry and you quickly blush in embarrassment
^ You do try and watch it and be more considerate of her, but she also doesn't want you to treat her different. Just treat her like the rest. Once you do, she'll let you in
Aang and Sokka make fools themselves in front of you, because they're not good with crushes, no matter how smooth Sokka is
Though you do all get along better than the relationship with the fire nation group [Ty Lee, Azula, Zuko, and Mai]
You're very close and it's hard to break you apart
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noroi1000 · 8 months
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„You promised me something”
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Paring: Yandere wife reader x Gojo
Warnings: Mentions of death, murder. Knife play, marking, sexual context, lipstick play, rope bondage
Words: 2k
Summary: You were his wife. And he loved you. You hated it when another woman was next to him. He told you that if you promise him something, he will be yours forever.
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Seeing your husband leaning over the desk writing instead of sitting in a chair while filling out documents made you very tempted to do something.
He was such a good husband. If there was only one chair, you sat there. Or you sat on his lap.
He did everything for you. Everything you asked him for.
He was there for you always and everywhere. At any time. He did whatever you wanted for you. And there was no way he would refuse you. Because you were his lovely wife.
And you also promised him something.
You closed the door after returning from the cafeteria to grab some leftover lunch.
Satoru quite likes this school food. Jujutsu high has a lot of money and doesn't skimp on food for the students.
And since it was almost evening, there was no one to disturb you. And you would rather finish boring paperwork here in your office than keep it at home and destroy your space with work.
They walked over to him, pressing your hips against his ass as you leaned down, laying on his back for a moment.
"Haha, If you want, we can rest for a while. Tired?” He chuckled, letting you stay like that for a moment before you pulled away, sitting in the chair next to him.
I put the containers of food on your desk. And he watched his fingers deftly hold the pen as he wrote something on the paper.
He wasn't careful because he didn't feel like doing paperwork in the evening.
And reading it later will be other people's problem. He wrote it. But who will read it with such careless words? They will decipher it. Not him. He did his job.
"I am not tired. I'm just bored here. I'd really like to get out of here somewhere else now." You said, resting your forehead against his side.
"Hmm... I think I heard such a sentence for the second time today..." he said calmly as he continued writing.
"Second time?" You asked, your gaze becoming more intense as you looked at the long, dexterous fingers.
"Is that what you said?" he asked, putting a period after the last word of the sentence he wrote down.
"Isn't this the woman you talked to on our mission? She was close-."  You dug your nails into the wood of the desk.
And he saw a sudden change in the aura.
He turned to you and placed both hands on the armrests of your swivel chair.
"Honey, you promised me something, remember?" He said calmly.
You reached for his blindfold and took it off, placing it on the desk as you stared into his eyes.
Your eyes were suddenly removed from his as you looked down at his hand, staring at the wedding ring on his finger.
Oh yes... He's yours...
Forever Yours...
He has always and forever been and will be yours. He will do anything for you and will love you endlessly.
If you promise him something.
That you will never kill someone out of jealousy for them...
Your eyes met his again and you smiled slightly, placing your hand on his cheek.
"Yes, I know. I'm sorry." you muttered sincerely.
Your past is dark to say the least.
You loved him for so many years. He loved you too.
However, instead of believing that he would always be with you, you began to become jealous of every interaction he had with any woman.
You only trusted three women. Shoko, Utahime and Mei Mei. Because you know they would never be with your Satoru.
There is also Miwa who admires your husband very much. But she is a child. This is forgivable. And you also never thought of Maki or Nobara in a way that they might look at him.
And any other woman could have her eyes torn out for looking at him.
You've had a few dead bodies on your hands these past few years. Women who even tried to flirt with your Satoru. The ones that wanted to seduce him.
One of them, who behaved like a whore, lost her tongue and teeth trying to get into his pants. You cut straight with your sword, regardless of the fact that she had clothes on. He cut off her tits and ass. Seeing how the lack of skin in those places is covered with blood. It was the most brutal death you've ever given anyone. Because she was your husband the most. As you disfigured her body with the blade, you remembered that her body was the tool she wanted to use to get your husband.
And she was the one through whom he found out what was happening to you.
But instead of being disgusted and scared of you, he stayed with you.
He let you lock him in the house with you. He let you hold him the whole time. Mark it as yours. That was exactly it.
You asked him to mark you as his too. And he did it without hesitation. Even with a smile on my face.
He was your perfect husband, just yours on one condition.
As long as you promise him something.
A promise that you won't show this side to anyone else. Because if your superiors found out that a special grade sorcerer like you killed people for no reason, you'd be in trouble.
You promised him this.
Because that meant he would be yours forever.
But you couldn't hold back the side of you that was the real you sometimes.
Especially when you knew a woman was with him. And that woman wasn't you.
You believe him that he only loves you.
Because he promised you that he is only yours.
You believe him. Because he is your husband. Your love is sincere and unconditional.
He gave you a smile and kissed your forehead as he heard the sound of a pen hitting the floor.
When he turned around, you couldn't help but just watch shamelessly as he leaned to the side and grabbed the pen.
And suddenly you directed your open hand to his buttock, slapping it with a rather loud sound.
He stayed in that position for a while.
He laughed.
"Keheh... Really? A serious moment turning into this?" he chuckled, slowly getting upright. "You said I was the pervert. And who spanks me at work?"
You stood up, wrapping your arms around his waist.
"Don't you think you need to show me again that you're mine?" you whispered.
"How this time?" He gave you a wild smile.
He likes it when you show him that he is yours. Because then he can have some fun too.
Sex? Oh yes. He loves it. When you want to show him that he is yours, he shows you that you are his. And also those faces you make for pleasure. This is heaven for him. You give him heaven when you show him his place next to you.
Those lovely marks you leave on his body... He's not ashamed to show them.
All the scratches, love bites and other marks left by your lips. He's proud of it. Because you want him to like that it's on his body.
It's on your body too. He marks his territory. And he also has such damn kinks...
You reached for your pen, placing your signature on the document. And his hand grabbed yours and placed it on his chest.
"Show me that I am yours."
He did it on purpose...
It wasn't fair. But you love him because he likes it when you mark him. If the price for him being like this to you is just to stop killing, you will do it right away without even a second thought.
You stood up, grabbing the zipper of his uniform. Taking it off hastily he threw it away. But before he could continue undressing, you interrupted him.
Closing the windows and locking the door, you slowly walked around. And the sound of the shoes you wore today echoed throughout the room. Giving his ears a nice tapping sound to excite him.
Standing on the other side of the desk, you leaned up slightly, reaching for the locked cabinet where you kept the necessary things.
Your almost horny good boy quickly walked up to you from behind, placing his hands on your hips, guiding you to his crotch as he placed his broad chest on your back. Kissing the back of your neck gently. Like a kitten looking for stroking from its owner.
But the red rope wasn't what he expected.
"Bondage, huh?" He whispered with a smile.
"Not completely." You straightened up, telling him to do the same. "Be a good boy."
Holding his wrist, you pulled him to the other side and pointed to the swivel chair.
"Don't say anything later, I wasn't the one who came up with this idea in the office. Do you like this kind of fun~? You could have told me, I would have given myself to you the minute we walked in here ~."
You places a finger on his soft lips, feeling his smile widen.
Sitting sideways on his lap, you wrapped the rope around his chest, tying it so it wouldn't fall off.
Standing sideways, you moved the chair to make it rotate, and the red line automatically began to wrap around his chest, dressed in a tight black t-shirt. Stopping him for a moment, you wrapped his wrists, tying them to the metal at the backrest, and then reached his ankles.
Letting him sit with his legs apart slightly because you knew his pants might get a little tight at some point.
Once he was sure he was tied up securely, you pulled him closer to the desk as you sat on the furniture, taking off your shoes. And your legs in the dark tights he gave you to wear with your skirt were rubbing against his muscular thighs.
You felt his muscles tense and then relax under your touch.
You reached into the drawer to pull out a small decorated knife and the juicy lipstick he had bought you recently because he liked the color.
"Dangerous game, honey?"
He kept laughing.
He loved you like this. He loved it when you were yourself.
He loved that you loved how you wanted to show that he was yours.
These bonds are your love. You love him and hold him. You don't let him go anywhere. Because he is yours.
However, he loves you. That's why he doesn't mind you holding him.
"Who does my Toru belong to?" You murmured seductively, grabbing your lipstick to refine the outline of your lips.
“To my Gojo (y/n).” he replied with a similar tone of voice to yours.
You leaned lower and cut the neckline of his shirt, freeing the top of his chest.
Jumping down onto his thighs, you sat on his lap, kissing him passionately.
Letting his tongue swirl with yours, you smeared the lipstick on his lips, and on his jaw afterwards.
"Is it just me or are your pants not so comfortable anymore?" You laughed, using the tip of the knife to cut his waistband, knowing it was looser now.
"I trust that my wife will take care of me." he muttered, seeing the knife glide lightly along his zipper.
It was a thrill knowing that the blade was so close to him. But he trusted you.
"You have to wait a little bit."
You placed your mouth on his throat, sucking on the skin. Hearing him purr slightly at the feeling of your warm lips.
Out of the corner of your eye, you watched closely as your hand gently ran the knife across his shirt, the taut fabric over his muscles spreading where the hole was. And his bare skin was shown.
Sitting higher on his thighs, you tightened your thighs lightly around his waist, biting, sucking, and kissing the bare skin of his arms and neck. Leaving red lipstick marks and more permanent marks on his skin.
Kissing him occasionally to smear more pink on his lips and jaw. Pressing the shape of your lips onto his Adam's apple and continuing to cut his clothes to make him look like a lewd mess. Sweaty, with lipstick on his face, neck and chest.
"Baby, promise me something else." He said with a smile and heavier breathing. "Promise you'll always have me like this."
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