#thanks for letting my ramble anon this was fun

[sweetvictorie]

well now I'm super curious about the MML thing, please elaborate for the public!

OKAY ill preface this by saying that 1. this is gonna be pretty stream of consciousness and 2. i didnt follow the show too closely as it was being released so i dont know the exact timeline or when any decisions were made. that being said

first of all doofenshmirtz just randomly being stuck in the murphy house meant the attention was on him instead of other characters and so they suffered from little screentime/development. the focus on him and perrys relationship was especially detrimental to what was happening to cavendish and dakota. doof and perry had a much more touching conclusion to their "breakup," while the conflict with cav and dakota was not solved in any satisfying way (cav just saying im sorry really shouldnt have covered it all LOL). also doof being there breaks up the A plot/B plot format that both shows relied on and it gets a little chaotic.

secondly i really just feel like he doesnt fit in with the rules of the mml universe - even though it is the same as the pnf universe technically, the Rules are a bit different due to the structure of season 1 and murphys law. i ranted about this topic to my dearest bestie TJ @dykedarkwing who made an EXCELLENT point about this: pnf is a very formulaic show of course, and due to its format, its ok if doofs building gets destroyed at the end of an episode bc itll be okay by the next one. thats how the rules work. but mml was attempting to be more serial with the season 1 overarching plot, and so when his building was destroyed it was gone "for good" and he had to move in with the murphys. but DESPITE THIS, the show still mostly operates on pnf humor and logic. for example murphys law is that anything that can go wrong will go wrong, but the way it affects milo doesnt like cause them all to get murdered or anything- it always wraps around conveniently, just like the scenarios in pnf that perfectly hid phineas and ferbs inventions. doofenshmirtz still operates by the same rules that he did before, so trying to combine that with the murphys law logic just like... gets really muddy and confusing, and makes milo's "power" feel way less significant.

it really just feels to me that they added doof as a way to cash in on pnf's popularity on the internet/memes/tiktok, when they shouldve just let mml be its own show. i have nothing against the crossover special, i thought that was a pretty cool thing to do, but to permanently intertwine them and turn mml into a kind of "pnf 2" was just not the move, cuz it made their own characters feel way less important. :( i will admit that mml's characters kinda lacked the charm and chemistry that pnf characters had, especially doof and perry, so i can understand they thought adding them back in would help fix the problem, but i feel like it just did the opposite

and i know a lot of these decisions were probably made because of disney and its lack of advertising for the show or even the disney+ pnf movie but im not gonna get into that rn since i dont have the research looool

#mml #vic shhh #i have no idea if this makes any sense but it all makes sense to me in my head and thats what counts :) #once again thanks anon for letting me ramble about this #and anyone feel free to add in your opinions i love discussing cartoons its sosososo fun #i hate this show but i love it. but it sucks. but i love it

[hobidreams]

hi rain. I’m the anon from the other day and I just wanted to clarify with you what I said. I said I don’t normally read drabble series cause I don’t feel that they do a good job developing the storyline but I mean that with absolutely no disrespect for other authors. I realize now that that may have sounded like I was throwing shade at other authors but I just wanted to say that that’s not the case at all! I understand it could have sounded that way so I just wanted to clarify and apologize.

hi bb! thank u!! i totally understand that certain genres or topics aren’t for everyone but since this is a space where people are creating purely out of love & work is so often close to creators’ hearts, i find it’s better to stay away from comparisons at all. i always assume that all my anons send asks with the best of intentions so i know you weren’t trying to throw shade but it definitely could come off that way. thank you for coming back to clarify!

#certain things just arent to our tastes & that's fine #but i think it's just being a bit more mindful about how other creators might see what you send to me or other writers as well ^^ #i once got an ask that praised my depiction of Joon in Bloom as like not a typical husband fic & i was at a loss as to how to answer that o #theres absolutely nothing wrong with husband joon fics #hell i even had one written when that anon sent that ask 😅 #i'm sure they meant well but like i didnt want anyone reading that who had written a fic like that to feel bad #bc no one ever should #this should be a welcoming space #anyway im rambling #but thank you for being aware #im going to be more responsible in answering asks like that in the future as well #when i first read your ask i was thinking about it in terms of genre #like how i don't tend to watch movies & prefer tv shows bc its a longer format & i think it lets me engage with characters more #but plently of ppl disagree w me and say that movies have just as much engagement #so that's how i construed ur msg #but then now that i think about it a drabble series is inherantly a fanfic thing generally #there's a difference between for-profit & for-fun #so im sorry to anyone who read that ask & felt uncomfortable #i shouldn't have responded so callously & i'll do better in the future #rain reply #dreamers

[afsaneh-jaan]

Hey :) if you want to would you like to tell us more about your new chamber music ensemble ???

i would love to! :D

alright, so we formed new chamber music ensembles yesterday. i’m a singer and have previously only done chamber music with a pianist (solo and trio) or in a chamber choir. so i was very excited to form a new ensemble with a guitarist and a flaustist!

if we see that we work well together and find good repertoire we’ll be able to perform at our conservatory’s Night of Classical Music in February and in the Chamber Music Festival in May next year!

whatever happens, i’m just really looking forward to this new experience and i hope we form a good ensemble and have fun making music together!

#yay! #i'm meeting up with them today to discuss repertoire #very exciting #i'm a little nervous cause the guitarist is in his second year master #and i'm in my second year bachelor #but i'll do my best and it'll be fun #they all seem really nice! #thank you for letting me ramble! #anon #ramblings #non arcana #Anonymous

[whimsyprinx]

Okay but like

You aren't dumb, your roommate is just super mean and rude

Nooooo they’re not mean I’m the one saying I’m a fool I promise they’re not actually bullying me!!! Thank you though for defending me, me and my roommates like routinely bully each other in a friend way I promise that my feelings aren’t actually being hurt I’m just dramatic!!

#rambles #asks #anon #thanks for the ask! #ily anon you’re v sweet #my roommates are sweeties we just choose violence #I made fun of this roommate for the other day I walked in the kitchen and asked what they were eating and they picked up a cab next to them #and said ‘spaghetti’ then realized they had a can of beans and I haven’t let them live it down yet #I picked up their actual can of spaghetti afterwards and asked if they wanted some beans #they do think I’m a fool for not knowing snakes have spines the whole house does and that’s valid tbh #basic facts escape me and it amuses us all so pls dw!!!! #if my roommates had actually hurt my feelings I wouldn’t be posting as lightly about the topic I’d probably be cry posting abdjfjrk #now we have a new joke for our household which is always like genuinely exciting #now we have to figure out something to get our other roommate for we have my lack of snake knowledge #kane spaghetti #we need something to bother lex with

[aroseinasnowstorm]

Hello there! New follower. I love your writing. May I request some headcannons of Sun/Moon with a Security Guard!Reader who is terrified of animatronics because they got mauled by one when they were a child and got quite a lot of scars to remember that? I think that'd be interesting, thanks for reading!

MORE SUN AND MOON! MORE SUN AND MOON-

I fucking LOVE this idea, I kiss your hand my sweet sweet Anon. I have literally so many fucking ideas for this where do I start, which ones do I pick-

Pronouns for Sun and Moon are they/them and he/him! Sunny refers to himself sometimes third person and uses "we" as in him and Moon.

TW: Scars, Past traumatic events, PTSD, Anxiety, mentions of therapy sessions, crying, Reader gets knocked out but gets cared for instantly, Moon "removing" an Robber, also this is fucking long-

Sun/Moon x Security Guard!Reader

- There are multiple possible reasons why you landed here out of all places. Either you are here to protect people from suffering the same fate as you, you are trying exposure therapy or in the worst-case scenario, you really need the money and have no other choice. Maybe it´s all three of them, who knows.

- Your job was terrifying from the very beginning. Getting face to face with your fears on an almost daily basis is going to take a hella lot of power to not break down. You did well though, at least at the beginning. Vanessa, the other security guard, took the routes closest to the Animatronics, leaving you for the longest time as far away as possible from them.

- You only ever saw the four main animatronics from a distance and you never even entered the daycare, at least not until Vanessa got sick. You were alone and you had to go the routes you earlier could avoid. This means you also had to enter the Daycare on your very own to check for any lost items to even children.

- You knew you would have to interact with the Animatronic inside. Yet you did not expect to be approached this immediately. It almost looked like he waited for you. Sun was all over you within seconds. He was loud and very tall.

- You tried your best to remain calm but it was obvious how nervous you were. You were sweating and shivering just so slightly as he started to ramble about how pleased he is to meet you and how you two are going to have so much fun.

- As you didn´t respond at all to his offers and looked more through him than at him he grew worried. He noticed how tense you were and in his naivety he simply picked you up, with terrifying ease, to check up on you.

- Being so close to the Animatronic triggered a ton of feelings and thoughts. You felt your breath quicken and before you knew it you slapped your flashlight with your whole strength against his head, knocking his faceplate a bit off. It startled him so much that he let you go and you booked it to the exit in pure panic.

- Sunny just literally stood there like- 🧍‍♂️ My poor guy is SO confused. They have no idea what they did wrong, maybe they insulted you? Did they accidentally hurt you? Now they feel bad, oh so bad.

- You feel worse though. It took you a good two hours to finally calm down again. You remember your therapy session and how to find peace in this situation.

- You were still on the edge as you entered the daycare again but you wanted to do your work, you couldn´t lose this job. You simply had to work through your fears.

- To your surprise, Sun didn´t approach you again as you entered the daycare. Instead, you actually had to look for him until you heard him weeping in a corner. The Animatronic you earlier hurt in the moment of haze was actually crying. Now you were the one feeling bad.

- You approach him slightly and speak out his formal title "daycare attendant" and so he perks up again and looks at you. It almost looks like he´s a bit afraid? Not of you of course... or maybe he is?

,,O-Oh...fr-friend! Sunny did not mean any harm... is friend sad? Mad? Oh nononono, can´t be mad! We are sorry, so sorry! We- Please don´t deactivate us?"

- The fear in his voice about being punished causes your heart to ache. They are sentient beings. This was something you always knew but never wanted to accept. It was easier to pretend that the Animatronic who attacked you back then was nothing but a mindless machine.

- You assured Sun that he was fine. That it was not his fault. The tension between you two was still there but you kept visiting him, you had to. He made sure to keep his distance from you, not wanting to get knocked over by a flashlight again, and you kept your distance for other reasons. In the beginning, you barely talked, he was afraid to say something wrong but after many many days, you both were not friends but... something pretty close to it.

- You took your sweet time to warm up to him but Sunny did not mind. While you never brought up what exactly was the reason for your behavior he wasn´t stupid, he could imagine a thing or two. He was actually really focused on making you feel comfortable around him. Yet you never truly let him too close, the fear still settled deeply into your stomach.

- While you were aware of Moon, you never actually saw him for the longest time. You felt his eyes on you though. You did know about him crawling around when the lights are off to check through the Pizzaplex and sometimes you thought you watched a glimpse of him on the ceiling but you couldn´t be too sure.

- You never actually met him until there was a Burglary into the Pizzaplex. An armed Robber sneaked inside and tried to steal some very expensive Animatronic parts. And because Fate didn´t kick your ass enough already this happened during the few days were Vanessa was taking holiday. You were forced to fight against the Robber alone.

- Of course, you were trained for such emergencies but the Robber still managed to overpower you, knocking you unconscious. As you collapse to the ground you still see two red dots glaring out of the dark at the Robber before your senses fade away.

- As you wake up you find yourself laying in Sun and Moon's room. They actually bothered to pull a mattress with fresh sheets into it so you could lay on it. (Don´t ask them where they got the mattress from okay? It´s clean more you don´t need to know-)

- There is even a cover wrapped around you and a glass of water placed next to you alongside painkillers. It took you a good minute to understand what happened and to notice Moon standing in the corner of the room, simply staring at you. You both must have been silent for a long while until you finally find the courage to speak. You ask them what happened to the robber to which you got a quick answer. ,,Gone. Removed." You didn´t question anything else.

- ,,Friend is safe with us." Were the words Moon spoke out as you stared blankly at him, trying to not let the anxiety get the best of you. He seemingly struggled to find the right words but he clearly tried to calm you down.

- Before you know it he is kneeling in front of you and he reaches out for you. Out of instinct, you close your eyes tightly but the next thing you feel is not pain like your body expected it to be but pure softness. He took one of your hands into his bigger hand and looked softly at you, as much as his face allowed him to.

- You froze and just stared at him for a long moment which caused you to tremble in the end. ,,You are safe. It´s alright." At those words, spoken out so softly, you start to cry. It´s like all the stress and pain from the last weeks hits you like a truck.

- First you tense up as he wraps his arms around your crying form to hug you but soon enough you melt into the surprisingly warm and comfortable form of the Animatronic, who strokes reassuringly through your hair. He lets you cry for as long as you need.

- He actually starts to sing a lullaby for you and first now you realize how terribly exhausted and tired you feel. His deep voice and soothing strokes over your body soon enough make you feel actually safe. A feeling you haven´t felt before while being in the Pizzaplex, nor a feeling you expected to have while being pressed against his chest but here you are.

- Moon would keep singing for you even when you fell asleep already. They would lay down with you and just keep watching over you as you fell into a very deep sleep.

- As you wake up again you find Sun laying next to you who looks a bit unsure at you. They did not move an inch and awaited your reaction. You find a slight hint of fear building up into your stomach again but in the end, you chose to only pull Sun closer, in a moment of confidence. This causes a surprising sound to escape his lips and the fear in your stomach to be drowned by a much more comfortable feeling.

- You thank Sunny and you can hear the whirring in his head before he slowly wraps his arms around you again and pulls you even closer against him.

,,Friend is safe with us. We will never hurt friend, we promise! Please don´t be scared, I will do everything to protect you..."

,,I know. I am not afraid of you anymore."

#fnaf #fnaf sb #fnaf fandom #security breach #five nights at freddy's #fnaf security breach #fnaf x reader #security breach x reader #female reader #gender neutral reader #male reader #reader insert #fnaf sb x reader #sun #sunrise #sundrop #sunnydrop #daycare attendant #sundrop x reader #sunnydrop x reader #sun x reader #moondrop #moon #moon x reader #moondrop x reader #headcanons

[sidemari]

• Voicelines about you pt. 3 •

Characters included: Aether, Albedo, Ayaka, Arataki Itto, Ganyu and Razor x Fem!Reader

Art: I found it on Pinterest, it's from a donghua (chinese animation) called "Heaven Official's Blessings"

A dear anon asked me for more voicelines, I guess here they are :)

Aether 🌼

About (Name): She's one of the only people of this world that really helped me in my journey to find my sister, so I keep the memories I made with her with love in my mind and heart. Paimon likes her a lot too and she never stops rambling whenever (Name) is around, so I constantly have to take her away from my flying-friend if I want to talk more. Oh, today is very windy, so the Windwheel Asters must be spinning quickly. If I was in Monstad, I'd visit Windrise with (Name) to gather some of them while we talked. It's a shame I'm far away from her.

Albedo 📚

About (Name): She's... Much like me, I guess. We find relationships quite troublesome and we aren't the most social pair out there. Yet, she has a quality I'm trying to develop properly: she is always trying again, always trying to find good in people and hope in this world. Other than that, she helps me in my lab from time to time. Dragonspine seems to be less harsh and less dangerous whenever she's around. Ah, thank you, you remembered me I have to finish a painting of her. I'll make sure she has this art piece as a gift of our friendship.

Kamisato Ayaka 👘

About (Name): Ah, (Name)-San! Oh, she told me I hadn't any reason to use those honorific with her. Well... Our time together is always peaceful and amusing. She's gentle with me and calm enough to deal with my inability to understand some of her habits. For example, she once took me to... as she said 'fool around' in some places of Inazuma. I wasn't used to being out in public for so long only in order of having a great time, or to eat something and talk about ordinary things. (Name) feels like I should have more fun in my life and she offered help to unwind my mind whenever she's around. I guess I'm talking too much about her, right...? It's only because I love- I mean, I like-... I am not sure... What is this weird sensation?

Arataki Itto 🐮

About (Name): Uh, she...? I don't know a lot about her, I'm going to be honest. But I have to say that she seems to be a good soul to be around. I don't know why, but she seemed to feel a little cornered the first time we've met... Perhaps it's because I'm way taller than she? Or is it due my make-up? What? My horns? Pff, they're way too nice for her to fear me. Anyways, she told me one day she thinks my little bull is cute. I guess that counts as a compliment?

Ganyu ♥️

About (Name): O-Oh, I'm surprised you're asking me about her, since I'm not the best person with words... Um, anyway, I do enjoy her company, perhaps way too much for my own good. It's just I feel so comfortable and secure every time she's by my side... I'm grateful that I've met her some months ago. What?! Who told you about that-? Ah, her... Yes, I do let her free to touch my horns, even if I feel shy whenever she does so. But her fingers are so delicate, her caresses on my hair are so calmly made that I once slept on her lap... She didn't wake me up, I guess she saw I needed to get some rest. We also collect some Qingxins - my favorite flower - together from time to time, just so I can be around her. I have this crown she made of those flowers for me once and I even did a trick on it so the Qingxins will never die. I'm sorry, I tried to make you understand how much I love that pure-hearted girl but I'm not sure if I managed it.

Ganyu, marry me, please, I swear I'll make you happy, my baby <3

Razor 🫐

About (Name): (Name), right? She helps Razor training talking! Um, talking is still hard but I always try my best around (Name) because I want to make her proud. She collects Woolfhooks around the Wolvendom with me and she often cooks steaks and potatoes for Razor! So yummy! Ah, my Lupical feels comfortable with her presence, so I guess she's already part of my Lupical too. At least I think she's part of Razor's family :)

#albedo x reader #aether x reader #ayaka x reader #itto x reader #ganyu x reader #genshin x reader #genshin fluff #ganyu #ayaka #arataki itto #albedo #aether #genshin fanfic #razor x reader

[buckyodinson]

Ballrooms and Bedrooms

Jaskier x f!Reader

Request from anon: Reader is a princess who is betrothed to another noble who is probably twice older than her and during her engagement party Jaskier is playing and starts flirting with her? They flirt with each other all night then she asks Jaskier to take her virginity, because she would rather give it to someone she likes and trusts. Jaskier does and maybe at the end of the night he convinces her run away with him

Word count: 3k

Warnings: SMUT, 18+, oral (f!receiving), fingering, unprotected sex (please be safe peeps!)

A/N: I had so much fun with this one! It’s the longest fic I’ve written in a while and I’m still not 100% sure about my smut, but I had fun with this regardless. I just love Jaskier!! Hope you enjoy anon!

Being a nobleman’s daughter meant you had no choice over your own life. You couldn’t pick how to style your hair, what dresses you wore, how you decorated your room, who you spoke to, anything.

And you certainly couldn’t decide who you would be married to.

Your father claimed he was being generous in the lead-up to your marriage, as he was allowing you to choose the entertainment for the engagement party. He gave you a list of performers from across the Continent and you were allowed to make the final decision. You rolled your eyes as he rambled on about how generous he was being by letting you choose.

You weren’t at all bothered about what music would be playing in the background during the party that signified the signing over of your life to another man, but when your father gave you the scroll with the list of performers, the first name stuck out to you.

Jaskier.

You had heard of Jaskier the Bard before. He had quite a reputation for his songs about a Witcher he travelled alongside once. You had also heard he was easy on the eyes too, which couldn’t hurt. You were going to spend the rest of your life married to a man at least twice your age who looked much closer to death than anything else. So watching the bard perform for one night couldn’t hurt, right?

You didn’t need to read any other names to know who you were picking.

The day of the engagement party rolls around and you’re trying your best to look somewhat happy at the head table, but you just want it over with. Only once Jaskier appears do you feel any happiness at the situation. He makes his introduction to the head table, and thanks you all kindly for allowing him to perform for you before he prepares.

Jaskier absolutely lights up the room while he performs. He plays some songs that are well known among the crowd and gets big reactions, but also plays some new songs and the whole room hangs onto his every word. You’re so engrossed in his performance, you don’t recoil from your soon-to-be husband’s foul hand reaching out for yours on top of the table. Only once Jaskier finishes singing do you realise the weight upon your hand and pry it from his grip, giving a round of applause for the bard as he bows and thanks the crowd.

After his performance your father’s court musicians start to play some background music for the party, and you’re finally allowed to leave your table and mingle with the people in the hall. You know nobody in the room except your own father, and your soon-to-be husband, whom you’ve only ever met once previous to tonight’s party. So you approach Jaskier as he slings his lute over his back and approaches the drinks table.

“You live up to your reputation, Jaskier. Quite a triumphant performance.” You smile as you grab your own drink from the table beside him.

“My lady,” He bows to you immediately, “I’m glad I could play a part in the celebration.”

“Yes, and what a celebration it is.” You widen your eyes mockingly and grumble into your goblet.

“Is the party not to your liking?“

“Nothing is to my liking except your performance. You performing here was the only decision I was allowed to make in this whole affair.” You gesture to the hall filled with strangers.

“I must say I’m honoured that you chose me.” You notice he’s blushing slightly and you can’t help but smile at the boyish look it gives him. You’re drawn to his bright blue eyes which look at you with sincerity

“I’ve heard of your tales of wonderful adventures with Geralt of Rivia. I figured I’d like to hear them in person from you, as I doubt I’ll be adventuring anytime after this marriage.”

“How so?” Jaskier asks, seemingly genuinely interested in you.

“I’m being married off to Lord Estendra purely for the unity it will create between him and my father. And I assume the Lord will want a son to carry on his legacy, and he’ll need a pure host.” You scoff.

“The marriage is arranged?” Jaskier speaks solemnly.

“Indeed.”

“I’m truly sorry.”

“You have nothing to be sorry for. If anything, you’ve provided me with my last little morsel of joy before I’m confined to serve my Lord until his dying breath. So thank you.” You smile despite everything.

“Would you care to dance with me, my lady? Push away the inevitable for just a little longer and enjoy the now?” Jaskier abruptly puts his drink down on the table and holds a hand out to you.

“It would be my honour.” You place your own drink down and accept his hand.

He leads you to the middle of the hall, where there are already some people dancing. A jovial song is playing and you skip and spin around the hall, and you imagine it’s what dancing around a tavern would feel like with all the village drunks. You can’t help but laugh as you and Jaskier move around the dancefloor.

When a slower tune plays, Jaskier sways you around effortlessly. You make mindless conversation as you sway and you study his eyes, trying to sear them into your memory so you can always remember them when you’re looking into the cold eyes of your husband.

“It’s a shame we met under these circumstances.” he laments earnestly.

“Perhaps you can write a song about me and I’ll hear it one day.” You smile up at him as you sway.

“What would you have me call it?

“How about ‘The Nobleman’s Daughter’? Since your Fishmonger tune gathers quite a crowd.” You asked with a sly smile.

“Well, I think that’s due to the rather indelicate subject of the song.” He responds with his own smirk and a wink for good measure.

“I think I’d quite like to see the looks on my father and husband’s faces at hearing a song like that and finding it is about their ‘pure and fair’ lady.” You press yourself against his body closer, not caring if anybody thinks it’s unseemly.

“What exactly are you implying?” Jaskier perks an eyebrow up, intrigued by your comment, but also trying to keep his cool.

You lean in close and speak lowly into his ear, “That you would whisk me away to one of the many rooms in this forsaken palace and take me to bed. Ruin me for the old man I’ll be married off to by the end of the week. I don’t want him to be the one to take my virginity from me.”

“I would be more than happy to oblige, believe me, but are you sure? You barely know me.” He’s surprised but intrigued by your forwardness.

“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life. And besides, even after just this evening I already know more about you than the man I’m to marry.”

You sidle off the the edge of the hall, hand in hand, and after taking a glance around the room you sneak out of the large doors. Nobody is remotely interested in you, all anyone cares about is congratulating Lord Estendra on his conquest to find a young and chaste wife.

You take a quick look down each end of the long corridor and upon seeing nobody, you shuffle quickly along it to find the passageway to your room.

You reach your door, and push Jaskier in before you, taking one more quick look around the passage before following him and bolting the door shut behind you.

Jaskier stands in the middle of your room awkwardly, not sporting the usual nonchalance he would have in a situation such as this. He’s taken women away from parties and into their beds more times than he can count on his fingers, but this is different.

He’s known you for such a fleeting moment, but his mind is already filled with melodies and lyrics about your beauty and grace, and your wonderful personality and humour.

And your sadness.

His mind is filled with sadness at the thought of what your life will soon become. A loveless marriage you’ve been forced into with an old man who you don’t know. He wishes he could take you away from it all, but knows he can’t. But what he can do is give you this one night of pleasure to remember him by.

And just like that, he’s snapped out of his stupor. He looks over at you standing equally as awkward by your door and holds a hand out to you. You tentatively step towards him and place your hand in his. He tugs on your hand until you fall into him. You place your hands on his chest to steady yourself and he wraps an arm around you while reaching his other hand up to cup your cheek.

He dips his head down until his lips are ghosting your own and he stays there, letting you be the one to close the gap. You lean in and melt into him. Jaskier’s lips are soft as they move carefully against yours.

After a few seconds he pulls away and smirks as you lean into him to chase the kiss. He plants a kiss on the top of your nose and heat rises in your cheeks as he moves around you and starts to unlace your dress.

He moves your hair out of the way and plants a kiss at the nape of your neck as he makes swift work of your dress, and the chemise under it. Once they’re pooled on the floor beneath you, he moves in front of you again, looking at you in the thin underwear you’re now left in. You move your arms to cover your chest and look down, blushing.

“What’s wrong, love? Do you want to stop?”

“No, it’s just… sorry, I’ve just never been this exposed before.”

“My love, don’t be sorry. Here-“ Jaskier wastes no time stripping down until he’s completely naked and standing unashamedly in front of you, making you laugh at his brazenness. “Now if anyone should be embarrassed, it’s me.” He grins cheekily at the smile that has worked its way onto your face.

“You have nothing to be embarrassed about Jaskier, you’re beautiful.” You can’t help but reach out and feel his broad shoulders, and you find yourself squeezing your thighs together at the groan that leaves his throat when you run your fingers down his chest, raking your nails lightly over the hair littered over his skin. You blush when you notice his clear arousal at the sight of you too.

Before you know it, he’s capturing your lips again and removing the final pieces of fabric separating the two of you. All you can do is grab handfuls of his hair as he moves the two of you over to your bed. He lifts you up and places you softly onto the sheets. You stare up into those once oceanic eyes which now seem dark as night with lust, but still carry a lingering sweetness despite it.

“Are you still sure you want this? Want me?”

“Yes, Jaskier. I want you.”

He presses open-mouthed kisses along your jaw and down your neck, and all you can do is lay there while he worships your body and litters your skin with kisses further and further down until he settles between your legs.

You lift your head and are met with the sight of those beautiful eyes staring back up at you and a mischievous grin on his lips. You gasp as he licks a broad stripe up your core. Instinctively, you grab a fistful of his hair as his lips wrap around your clit and he sucks greedily at you, taking all the pleasure you’ll give him. His tongue drops down to your entrance and probes lightly while a finger presses lightly on your clit, revelling in the noises escaping you. He spends his time working you up before pushing a finger into you.

Your strangled groan catches you off-guard and you heard Jaskier’s muffled laugh at your reaction. You feel him groan into you too, and you wonder if he is enjoying himself as much as you are. He pushes another finger into you and you relish in the feeling of the stretch.

“I suppose your fingers are good for much more than just strumming on your lute, dear bard.” You attempt at wit but just as quickly devolve back into moans and whimpers as his fingers push further into you and curl, brushing against a wonderful spot within you.

“I’ll wager I can make you sing just as pretty as my lute.” He lifts his head and smirks.

You didn’t think he could look anymore attractive than he already was, but the look on his face now drew the very breath from your lungs. His hair was all over the place from where your hand was still buried in it. His eyes were hooded with lust and his lips and chin were glistening with your arousal. He threw you a wink before diving back in, and now you could feel the pressure building as he worked his fingers and tongue quicker until you felt your resolve snap and Jaskier laps up everything you give him while you whine.

You’re panting as he crawls his way back up your body, planting kisses as he goes until he’s hovering above you once more. He captures your lips again and slips his tongue into your mouth and you moan at the obscenity of tasting yourself upon his lips.

“That was- that was amazing…” you breathe out shakily when he pulls away.

“Do you want to go further, because we can stop there if you want?” He carefully moves a bit of hair out of your face and looks lovingly down at you. You feel the weight of him on your stomach and find it sweet that he’d happily ignore his own need in favour of your comfort.

“I want you, Jaskier. Please.” You whimper and he’s kissing you to smother the noise as he notches himself at your entrance and pushes in slowly.

You grab onto his arm tightly as he pushes in the first time. He goes so slowly and stops once he’s flush against you, waiting for you to adjust and give him the go ahead.

He just about exploded from the feeling of being inside you. Yes, he’d fucked plenty of women in his time, but you were different. You were so soft and warm and inviting, and he could feel his heart hammering in his chest at the mere thought of how perfect you were.

“Move, Jas, please.” The little nickname spurred him on and he rolled himself in and out of you over and over until you were both sweating and panting. You wrapped a leg around his hips and it provided such a lovely angle when he continued to thrust into you.

“You’re so perfect, so perfect for me.” He rambled as he pressed his lips against your neck. All you could do was moan his name incoherently as he undid you completely.

You ran your fingers through his hair and tugged lightly, earning the most delicious groan from him, so you did it again and he rewarded you by kissing you fervently and snaking a hand down to find your clit and apply just the right amount of pressure to make your vision go white.

You clenched down on him hard as you found your release, and Jaskier followed suit quickly after, spilling into you before he even had the thought to pull out. You didn’t seem to care and he just collapsed down onto you, still inside you.

You both caught your breaths and Jaskier finally pulled out of you and moved to lay next to you. He looked at you and you were the image of an angel. You were glowing, and the look of pure pleasure was plastered over your face. He couldn’t help but lean over and press a sweet kiss to your forehead.

A weak “Thank you Jaskier.” was all you could muster as he lifted himself out of the bed to find a cloth to clean you up with. You were making no effort to get up and put yourself back together to return to the party so he climbed back into bed behind you, rather than making his usual quick getaway in a situation such as this.

He wrapped his arm over you and pulled you back against him, running his fingers over the skin of your stomach. He plants feather-like kisses against the back of your neck and shoulders and you sit in silent bliss for a while.

“Run away with me.” He murmurs against your skin and you whip your head around to look him in the eyes.

“What?”

“Run away. With me. I don’t have much to offer you, I’m but a bard after all. But we could find somewhere together, and you can have the life you want. You can choose what you’d wear and how we’d decorate and everything else you want.”

“Really?” His heart bursts at the innocence in your features and it only makes him more certain he won’t leave you here to the fate that’s been decided for you by your father.

“Absolutely. I apologise for being crude but fuck your father, and fuck Lord Espadrille or whatever his fucking name was anyway.” You chuckle as you find yourself unable to remember his name either, your mind too clouded with Jaskier to think of anything else.

“How will we leave?” you knit your eyebrows together and he presses a kiss over them until your features soften.

“I’ve snuck out of many castles in my days, trust me. It’ll be easy.” He winks and gives you his trademark boyish grin before hopping out of bed and getting back into his clothes.

You quickly follow suit, though on shaky legs as you change into a much simpler dress than the gown you had to wear for the party. Jaskier helped you pack your clothes and belongings into a bag and you took one final look at your room. A final look at your old life.

Then you turned and looked at Jaskier stood at your door. Your new life awaited you behind those doors with that very man. And you couldn’t wait.

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uwaaa omg your writing skills are good! god bless i found another one writing for njsj's luxiem ; w ;

if it's not too much of a bother, may i request an artist/graphic designer reader x ike?

i haven't really thought much about it, but it's along the lines of them being a duo (like ike mixes and reader provides the graphics for the project usually).

thank you so so much! (i really loved your bf hcs hahaha)

- cookie anon

Of Songs and Bravery

pairing: Ike Eveland x Artist!GN!Reader

a/n: hi cookie anon!! let me be real with u for a good minute here. i had a bit too much fun with this fic bcs this turned more like a slow burn that it should've been fluff in the initial plan :DD i hope u enjoy it as much as i had fun writing it! i'm in tears rn

i wanna dedicate this to both cookie anon for the lovely idea and my proofreader best friend who is down bad for ike and an artist herself. props to yall for providing so much support!! <3

disclaimer: everything i wrote in here is 100% mine btw! you'll see why i said that after u read it all :3

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: hey y/n!

y/n l/n: hey, ikee what’s up?

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: remember that new song i’ve been telling u about?

y/n l/n: yeah?

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: it’s completely done now

y/n l/n: oh cool!! great work!! do you plan on publishing it like u did with ‘this nightmare of a tale?’

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: that’s what i wanted to talk to u about

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: can i commission u again to make the music video?

y/n l/n: ofc!! i’d be happy to work with u again, ike!

you and ike have actually been friends for a while, a little before he debuted even

the one most important thing that drew him to you was your impeccable art skills

your ability to weave together lines and colors so harmoniously, all to produce a single piece of art that can covet so many different emotions

and we all know how big of an appreciation ike has for good art

in fact, your natural artistic talents is what made him fall in love with you in the first place

ike was sure when he first met you, it was just mere admiration for your work

however, the more he frequently met up with you, seeing past your beautiful artwork, he begins to realize the artisan behind it was even more beautiful

your gentle nature, your firey passion, your determination and dedication to your craft, your attitude towards the world, your mutual interest in the art field

there was nothing about you ike would ever change

and there he was, what started as a simple admiration, to a silly crush, to an uncontrollable amount of affection he couldn't hold back

he was gonna burst if he didn’t do anything about it rly

but as ike sat there, half listening to you ramble about an annoying commissioner, he is being eaten alive by the thought of losing you

the thought not being able to listen to you complain about your early stage of kyphosis (relatable asf), a wonderful and supportive fan, the difficulty of one particular commission

your smiles, your laughs, your messages asking about his day

was relaying his feelings for you worth it?

he could very well lose you and there will never be another you to fall in love with

yeah… no

but it became harder for him to deal with you always dropping by his house, either to simply hang out or talk about collaborating on a new project

“it’s inevitable, i suppose,” ike thinks to himself, rubbing away at his face as he once again caught himself daydreaming about you

continuation utc!

y/n l/n: omfg

y/n l/n: this song is so good tskr??????

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: awe thank you y/n you’re so sweet

y/n l/n: i can totally work with this its soooo good

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: that’s good to hear! good luck!

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: like before, u can ask me anything about the song or anything else about the project

y/n l/n: ofc! let’s start with what meaning you want to tell here

y/n l/n: then i can start from there^^

hoo boy

here’s the thing, y/n

with the recent years, ike’s tendency to just think about you every waking moment getting worse, it becomes a bit too much

he had to word it out

not to you of course, that’d be disastrous

so what does he do?

he writes

he pours his heart out, about the nights where he stayed awake thinking, and about the times where he manages to sleep and only dreams of you instead

about the moments where he can hold you freely, where he can place a chaste kiss on your forehead to just express how precious you are to him

and even before ike could realize it, the clock shows him the numbers of the late hour

and the notes before him, his feelings sprawled out in his handwriting in a form of a poem

well, it was a poem that early morning of 1 am, it slowly became a song over the next few days though

“i’m doomed, i swear,” ike sighs, looking at his sheet notes and the lyrics above it

but he was glad

he was somewhat proud of himself for having able to finally word and sort his feelings out like this

although he couldn’t exactly send these words to you, perhaps he didn’t have to directly

so, ike decides to make it his new project

and he plans to post it to his youtube as a another original song of his

one, for the growth of his channel but most importantly, to get that indirect closure

in a way, he would be saying to the world how much he loved you

much like sending a letter to no one, without ever knowing who the recipient may be

it was slightly pathetic, yes, but… ike was okay

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: it’s about… well, it’s rly straight forward isn’t it?

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: it’s about a boy who wants to confess his feelings to the one he loves, but never rly had the courage to do so

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: he’s scared he’s going to lose them if he says the truth so he just stays quiet

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: he stays in the shadows and keeps wondering what could be

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: and there he is with his unrequited love

y/n l/n: god fuck ike that’s too sad you’re tearing me apart T-T

you’re tearing him apart goddammit

“don’t you ever notice?” ike whispers to himself. “just… how much happy i am when i’m around you? how i wish i can just stay with you all the time without worrying you’d slip away?”

he’s both angry and sad

he’s so irritated by the fact you just don’t give him what he wants, that you poison him with such uncertainty

but he had no right to lash out on you either

ike would kill himself before he ever made himself do that

yet there you were, continuing to ask questions about the songs and the meanings he wants to portray so you could integrate it into your work

of course, like any good artist would! it was only natural that you asked as many questions as possible right?

ike understood that and now that he’s thinking about it, enlisting your help might’ve been a mistake

“oh dear me,” ike groans as he finally logs off discord from the mental torture

but he simply couldn’t resist

he loved what you did with his first video and with every artwork you release, be it of your own accord or the collaboration with other people, ike craved to see more

art was the amalgamation of one’s self, wasn’t it? looking at yours made him feel closer to you

how ridiculous it truly was

you were creating art unknowingly about yourself as well

y/n l/n has sent a file.

y/n l/n: okay ike, here’s my initial character designs and drafting for the entire video

y/n l/n: it’s super rough so it can be vague, so feel free to ask anything

ike opens said file, and like other works he’s seen, he’s once again baffled

even though they’re very simple and even messy lines of vague shapes, he can see the flow of the story

he can read how the characters will move about and narrate his song

ike falls again with every swipe of a new frame draft

one of the characters you designed he noticed was meant to be him it seems and the other…

in his mind, it was supposed to be you obviously

but why had you drawn it so very ambiguously unlike his own avatar?

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: hey y/n is the other character not done yet?

y/n l/n: oh yeah

y/n l/n: i couldn’t think of a design straight up so i just went with a very simple shape, then i’ll just go along if i get any ideas

y/n l/n: are u okay with being the mc btw? i can always think of another design

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: no no it’s absolutely alright! u can keep it

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: and as for the drafting, it looks wonderful so far. i love it

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: i can still see the fluidity between scenes and even tho it’s very vague and i might be biased

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: i can see the story very clearly, great work!

y/n l/n: aweee thanks ike!!

of course, art can’t be rushed

but how will you interpret the other person ike wonders?

will you purposely draw it very vaguely?

will you design it in a very specific manner? meant to hint at a person?

would you ever draw the other character as yourself?

ike shakes his head

“no, no way,” he sighs. “but… i can always ask them to do that? it’s my project after all…”

but then you’d find out

“yeah, never mind.”

it had been a few weeks since, with great progress every time you or him mentioned the project

during calls, ike can tell how much of your passion is overflowing as you spoke about the designs or the illustration making so far

and it hurts him to know how you have yet to notice

it might just be him, but he’s been losing more and more sleep the more he thinks about the project and you altogether

ike might as well be digging a hole for his own grave

even the quilldren has started to notice with his shorter streams

“hey, ike?” you called out as you laid sprawled out on his couch

“hm?” ike hums, raising his head and stopping in the middle of his work to pay attention to you

it was another regular day of you dropping by his house, resting for the week before it began again

“have i ever told you that your song is what i’m going through too?”

what?

ike places down his quill, now properly looking at you as his heart continued to sink. “no, you haven’t.”

you laugh, not out of amusement but… bitterness. “well, i am. i’ve been listening to it so much because of the project. i’m not getting bored of it, of course not. but… i’ve come to realize just how much the main character reminds me of myself.”

you raise your hand up out of spite, wiggling your fingers around in the air

“i’m scared. i’m scared of losing them. i wanna tell them how i feel, but… yeah, i’m so worried that i’ll only scare them away,” you drop your hand again and look at ike

them? ike thought

in the slight glimmer of the room’s light, he can see your eyes glossing over and a great pain tugs at his heart upon sensing your distress

and despite the raising questions in his head, he gets up, a little too quickly as he approached you

he sits on the floor facing where you lay on his couch with the most hurt frown on his face upon seeing your sorrow

“hey, are you okay?” he gently asked you

“i wish i could tell them, ike,” the tears finally spill from your ears as you hiccup. “how much i love them. it’s killing me inside.”

i wish i could too

but there you were, pining over someone else that wasn’t him

as much as you were hurting, ike was torn apart inside as well

how he could aid someone who was hurting when he himself was broken?

what should he say???

“h-hey, i’m sorry you’re going through this right now. and i hate knowing my song triggered these feelings,” ike reached for your hand as he rubbed them softly. “do you want to take a break from the project? you don’t have to rush anything, i promise.”

you sniffled, wiping away a tear. “no, i’ll be fine. i just got carried away there. i can still work.”

but the pain was still evident in your eyes and no matter what you said, ike wasn’t going to let it go

“y/n,” he grips your hands tighter, making you stop to look at him. “i don’t want to see you hurt yourself like this. if you really are tired, tell me. i absolutely don’t mind. i value your health and happiness over everything else.”

i just value you as a whole person. you’re so important to me, y/n. why can’t you see that?

silence clouds over the two of you and all ike could hear was the wild beating of his heart

… had he said too much?

“mm,” you nod your head, spilling a few more tears with a tired smile. “maybe you’re right.”

okay he was in the clear.

“see? it never hurts to rest a bit. don’t push yourself, okay?”

“can i have a hug?” you mumble shyly

ike chuckles, opening his arms. “of course you can.”

you giggle and collapse into him

ike lets you nuzzle into his chest and his heart, though still uncertain, is at peace. because here you were, in his arms and well protected by him

and that smile he never wants to see disappear

“it’ll be okay,” ike tells both you and himself as he pats your head down

but it doesn’t

with your break, ike understood as to why you had to be quiet and been contacting him less and less

the project was a relatively long term assignment so it must’ve taken some toll on you

but how is it with you being silent, not asking questions about the song making him feel worse?

during streams, he’d often get lose in his own thoughts

were you okay? were you avoiding him really because of the break? were you still in a bad place?

who was this other person you wished you could confess to?

was there a chance it could be him?

he’d be gaming and continuously lose, always because of lack of focus

at first, chat thought he was just super bad at the game he was doing or if he’s just not feeling it today

but as he continues to randomly be quiet in free chat streams and other games throughout the week

chat was beginning to suspect something was terribly wrong

most times, the only way to bring him back would be to send him a super chat that could alert ike

“o-oh, sorry guys,” he’d apologize, shaking his head and continuing what was meant to happen that stream

it gets so bad that the quilldren resorts to calling other nijisanji members

“mysta, ike needs your help? what’s wrong with ike, chat?”

“milord, ike is in danger. oh no what’s going on?”

or whoever it was that was live with him at the same time

they’d notice after ike didn’t read their messages and have to alternatively call him on discord

“ike, buddy are you okay?”

“i-i’m fine! sorry to have bothered you guys…”

and ike never fails to feel bad for having his co workers and own audience snap him out of it when he should be doing his job

“ike, maybe you should take a break from streaming for a bit,” vox advises him one day on a discord call they had

at that time, it had gotten pretty bad with the streams being worryingly too short and him zoning out every ten minutes

“no, i’ll be fine. i just… haven’t been focusing enough.”

“is something wrong? bothering you?”

yeah

“lack of sleep i guess,” ike smiles through his teeth

vox on the other line merely sighs, “then you should get a few days off to get that sleep in. so long as you stream 3 times, you can rest until the end of the week.”

remembering the exact same conversation he had with you a week back, maybe it was for the best

else, he was gonna go insane

“alright, fine,” ike lets out an exhausted sigh, thanking vox for his company before shutting off his devices for the night

but there he goes, opening his phone and replaying his own song over and over again as if he hadn’t been bothered already

it was because of this damn thing he’s like this

it was because of you he’s messing up like this

ike then suddenly hears the doorbell to his apartment ring

begrudgingly, he gets out of bed and gets ready to curse whoever dares disturb him in his depressed state—

“hey ike”

“y-y/n?”

okay okay backtrack all those plans to ask shu for curse spells

“what’s up?” ike asks, scratching the back of his head rather embarrassedly

“i’m starting to notice how off you’ve been this past week,” you say, crossing your arms. “not much like the ike i know. so i wanted to make sure you’re not overdosing on red bull again and eating real meals. move over, buddy.”

despite everything, despite you being the cause of it all, ike still can’t help but laugh. he moves aside to let you charge in

“alright,” you say, plopping down on the couch. “for real, do you wanna start telling me what’s going on?”

and just like that, the mood changes over swiftly

ike isn’t sure whether to tell you what’s been going on

he’s so afraid of the rejection

he’s so afraid he was gonna lose you entirely, scared by his feelings

but all of this is killing and tearing him apart. he’s messing up his job, he’s worrying his friends and worrying you, the last person he doesn’t want to burden

was this it?

was this the moment he had to tell you?

“ike?”

it’s now or never

“y/n, can i ask you something?” ike inquires, his heart thrumming much too fast against his chest

you tilt your head, “hm?”

“what do you think of ‘unrequited’?”

“well, it’s a very beautiful song. the meaning behind it, every single word written like a story. it evokes so much emotion. hell, it made me cry,” you laugh, but ike fails to see how you being in pain amusing. “your voice too, it just helps bring out the story and feelings more. it… brings me comfort, despite the sad story. it’s like having you there with me when i listen to it.”

just go ike eveland

“that… that’s how you make me feel too.”

“huh?”

no turning back now

ike takes a very long breath in, one he wished could summon all the courage in the world before he faces you

“this song, y/n. you make me so happy. when i’m around you, i just want you to stay by my side.”

“i know it sounds selfish, but i just want to make you smile all the time. i want to be able to protect you. i want to be there for you when you’re sad. i want to be the first person you come to when you’re having troubles.”

“this song is about my feelings about you. how i’ve always loved you but never had the courage to tell you.”

hadn’t he originally planned to get the closure he wants from posting the song to youtube?

commissioning you for this project rly was a bad idea huh?

ike sits stiffly, his hands sweating from the anxiety as no one spared a word. not him or you

especially you

confession aside, it all starts coming back to ike

how will you react?

“i-“

but you close your mouth again and ike wonders if he’s made a mistake

you want to say something but once more, you don’t speak it

“y/n?” ike calls out

like walking straight into a nightmare, he sees you stand back up with your things. you frantically pace before turning to ike, clearly avoiding eye contact

“i gotta go! u-uh, rest up well okay? i’ll see you!”

and that was the last thing ike ever heard from you

you never spoke a word to him for the next week, not even about the project and not even to say hi

you could’ve pretended he didn’t say all those things to you and he would’ve been okay with it

“just please, say something, y/n,” ike watches the screen of his phone, his heart pining to see your name in a form of a message or a phone call

but that moment never came

he scared you off, didn’t he? he had lost you for good now

perhaps, it was for the best…?

ike cried that night, you know

sobbing in despair as he tried to deal with the loss of the one person he cared so much about, one he can share his passion and worries with

all because he decided to be brave

“it’ll pass, right?” he hiccuped, wiping away a tear. but he can’t imagine picking himself back up in the next few days

god, he was going to lose his job if he wasn’t professional about it

then, his phone lit up

y/n l/n has sent a file.

y/n l/n: hey!

y/n l/n: so, there’s the final video!

y/n l/n: tell me what u think about it ike

at the speed of light, ike’s tears dry up and he hastily clicks on the file

and there it was

his song

him as the main character

wait

was that you?

in turn with the song, he intensely watches the illustrations flash by, switching in coordination between him and you

were the tears blinding him?

no, that was your signature hair style, your skin color, your choice of outfits!

wait, what did this mean?

ike was so busy being mesmerized by your sudden cameo in the video that he didn’t even pay attention to the music video as a whole

“w-what?”

and the video finally comes to an end

and there’s this gaping hole in his chest, slowly being filled to the brim with something he can’t quite decipher

what the fuck is going on

well yeah ike thinks it’s absolutely amazing! the final illustrations, the typography, the animations, the effects, the storyboarding—EVERYTHING

BUT WHY THE FUCK DID U PUT YOURSELF THERE

y/n l/n: um, u there ike?

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: sorry sorry! i’m here

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: i’m just… very enchanted by what u did

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI]: it’s so beautiful and gorgeous, y/n… thank you so much

y/n l/n: i’m just doing my work, ike. it’s rly no problem! you made such a beautiful song so i wanted to do it justice u kno?

like a true artist…

ugh, why did you have to give him a reason to fall in love even after everything that’s happened?

shouldn't he be letting you go?

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: no rly it’s so beautiful, the art direction is amazing here

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: i might post this in a few days

y/n l/n: oh yeah sure that’s cool! so that’s it then? is that all? do i need to add or reduce anything?

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: no, y/n, it’s perfect

y/n l/n: well, if u say so then ike

y/n l/n: im glad i was able to work with you again ike, it’s always such an experience

y/n l/n: thanks for coming to me ^-^

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN]: i only come to professionals, what can i say?

y/n l/n: hehe stop that

and just like that, even in the midst of his cries in the dead of night, he laughs

all because of you

you really were something, huh?

at first, ike thought you just messaged him to send the file

but you were asking about his day and asking if he’s eaten all over again

were things going back to normal? like before he confessed to you?

have you decided to just pretend nothing happened?

whatever the case

ike was glad he hadn’t lost you completely

Unrequited / Ike Eveland [original song]

Premiering now

just like usual, you drop by ike’s house to sit through the premiere together

yes, ike was nervous at first but you were right there next to him

interacting with him normally

though he was a little heartbroken

“there it is y/n it’s going to be live soon!” ike says, grinning

“yeah i’m so excited!! there are like 20k ppl waiting, ike, omg,” you exclaim in return

ike chuckles, “i know right? this is so insane. how do u think it’s gonna go?”

“it’s gonna go amazing ofc!! you did such a good job with the song,” your excited smile sends ike unnecessary butterflies but he tries not to mind it

“aren’t you going to credit urself a bit more? you did a beautiful job with the art!” he smiles. “and everyone loved the work you did on the last original song too. they’re gonna like it more now knowing you did the art, y/n.”

you turn away, evidently flustered, “oh, shut up ike you’re too sweet.”

ike can only smile, simply glad you’re here

you face the screen again and enthusiasm decorates your face, “OH SHIT IT’S LIVE NOW AHHHHHHHHH”

ike turns to the screen of his desktop once more, the first notes of his song coming into play as the title of the song appears, along with all the cast involved

the chat of the premiere rolls wildly with glowstick emotes, blue hearts and an emoji strongly related to you

whatever happened, it’s in the past

what you and ike have may not be what he wanted, but he still has you

and that’s okay

Unrequited

lyrics / arrangement / vocals

Ike Eveland

illust / movie

y/n l/n

~~

his love sealed in letters

his letters hidden away under his bed

when will i ever send it? he wonders

will the words inside ever be read?

he thinks what could be

what he could grasp and what he could lose

the truth he truly wants to set free

but the answer he’s afraid will bruise

~~

he looks up at the sky, tears in his eyes

he asks the world why and to you he cries

~~

love, when will you finally smile at me?

like i’m yours as you are mine?

why is it that your beautiful eyes can’t see?

just how much i want our hearts to intertwine?

i want nothing else than for us to dance together

lost in the music, swallowed by the night

our steps forever unchanged by the weather

and your smile remains eternally bright

~~

he sits with you, smiling at what you say

and he wishes to protect it with his life

but the uncertainty eats him away

his cowardice he curses with strife

“why can’t i just say it?” he screams

“why can’t i look at you and tell you”

“how many times you’ve appeared in my dreams”

but he sighs, crying again, “how i love you?”

~~

once again, he gazes up at universe above

and he confesses to his unrequited love

~~

love, when will you finally smile at me?

like i’m yours as you are mine?

why is it that your beautiful eyes can’t see?

just how much i want our hearts to intertwine?

i want nothing else than to hold your hand

braving storms and fires with each other

even through angry waters and dry land

i’d never imagine doing it with any other

~~

the letters under his bed stay sealed

never to be opened and read aloud

his aching, wounded heart never to be healed

the love in him perpetually under a shroud

he’s still afraid

he’s still a coward

in the shadows he stayed

forever to be overpowered

~~

he wonders if he’ll ever escape it

this darkness a black ever true

he sobs, “my love, i want to quit”

“but how can i stop loving an angel like you?”

~~

love, when will you finally smile at me?

like i’m yours as you are mine?

why is it that your beautiful eyes can’t see?

just how much i want our hearts to intertwine?

i want nothing else than for us to dance together

lost in the music, swallowed by the night

our steps forever unchanged by the weather

and your smile remains eternally bright

love, when will you finally smile at me?

like i’m yours as you are mine?

why is it that your beautiful eyes can’t see?

just how much i want our hearts to intertwine?

i want nothing else than to hold your hand

braving storms and fires with each other

even through angry waters and dry land

i’d never imagine doing it with any other

the end credits roll once more, displaying ike’s and your name as the producers for the music video

by the end of it, ike received a huge amount of support from the fans

piling up in thousands of likes and views on the first day of premiering

but most importantly, he felt like he could finally be at peace with himself

and frankly with you too

“hey, ike?” you call out to him gently

“hm?”

ike turns to face you and he sees you fiddling with your fingers

“about what happened a while back…”

oh, so you haven’t decided to pretend it was nothing

ike takes a deep breath, “yeah, what about it?”

then ike hears an unexpected sniffle from you

“y-y/n?”

“you’re way braver than i am, you know that?” you look up and ike wasn’t mistaken when he thought you were crying

“you made a fucking song about me and then you confessed to me,” you smile. “yet here i am, too much of a coward to confess to you too.”

so

your cameo in the video

that was… meant to respond to him?

“y/n…”

“ike, i’m sorry i ran away that day. i ran away without telling you how i felt. i was too scared by my own feelings and by the time i got home, i thought i was so stupid.”

you inhaled, “but… i’m here to finally tell you. that your love isn’t unrequited. that the person i’ve been wanting to tell i love you to has been you this entire time.”

your hand reaches for ike’s as you look up at him, tears still in your eyes

“you were brave. so… i wanted to do the same.”

ike doesn’t know what to say nor feel

so all that pain and fighting through the dark

it wasn’t for nothing after all?

does that mean that all his dreams would finally come true?

was being brave truly the right choice?

“ike, say something.”

“oh, i—“ ike then laughs, lifting up your hands and up against his lips. he smiles, his own tears finally spilling

this time, it wasn’t out of heartbreak. for the first time, it was of happiness

“ike?”

“i want nothing else than for us to dance together. lost in the music, swallowed by the night,” ike sings in a broken voice, but to you, it sounded beautiful all the same

he continues, “our steps forever unchanged by the weather and your smile remains eternally bright.”

ike’s hands cup your face and everything finally, finally felt alright

for real this time

“i love you.”

DISCLAIMER YES THE SONG IS WRITTEN BY ME

Masterlist!

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[trulyaiko]

Hello! For the event smutty prompt, can I request xiao with number 41 pls? Thank you and have a nice day/night!

꒷꒦‧˚₊˚ a little fun ೃ ╰･ characters : xiao ♡ reader ╰･ warnings : sex, swearing, daddy kink, breeding kink ╰･ prompt : “if you can’t sleep then…how about we have sex instead?” ╰･ event link : click me! ╰･ a/n: check my greetings post, got some new stuff on there ヾ(≧▽≦*)o ✦ the 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 has granted your wish anon, proceeding will reveal adult content.. you have been warned ✦

"xiaooo, i can't sleep.." you complained as you opened your eyes once again after another failed attempt of trying to sleep. "y/n, it's 11pm.. just try and shut your eyes." xiao said as he was getting a bit annoyed with all these failed attempts of you trying to sleep. "come on xiaooo," you whined as you started tugging on his shirt. you kept babbling and rambling about how you couldn't sleep, but xiao had other plans. his eyes traveled down to your breasts. hearts and satisfaction could be seen in his eyes. his eyes traveled to your pussy now, his eyes became sly as if he was studying it. you noticed him staring at you.

"xiao!" you whisper-yelled at him while snapping your fingers in front of him. he broke from his thoughts, he looked at you expectantly. he was excited about something. something, not to be done at this time at night. "if you can’t sleep then…how about we have sex instead?” xiao whispered, loud enough for you to hear though. your face flushed a dark-ish red, xiao noticed that. you bit your lip from trying not to make a sound, xiao noticed. he would always notice. he had a habit of watching your every move. "strip," xiao ordered as you started to remove your clothes. xiao did the same. removing his clothes. at a faster pace though, most likely in a rush. once both of you guys' clothes were removed. the silence wasn't awkward. xiao stared at you with sly eyes again. he started to go on top of you. shit. he started to put your legs over his shoulders. oh fuck. you let out a slight moan at the sight. you tried to cover your mouth but xiao let one of his hands grab both your hands and put it over your head. "now you can't cover your moans." he said as he started to thrust inside of you. first thrust. second thrust. third thrust. "mmh~!" you let out a lewd moan as you looked up at him. he looked back at you and started to go at a faster pace. "mmh, mmh,, daddy.." you moaned as you arched your head back. xiao let out a small chuckle after your moan. "don't you like that princess? hah... hah.." he moaned. not from the pleasure but from you. your face was just sensational in xiao's eyes. as if he was looking at some god. he started to thrust at a faster pace. "mmm.... daddy.. daddy.. cumming~!" you moaned as you started to feel a sensation rising within your body. "hm? is that so?" xiao teased as he did a certain.. technique.. when both of you had this kind of session. you felt it. you felt that sensation. "mmhh.. cumming.. cumming!" you said as you gripped his hair tightly, finally letting it all out. as xiao did the same. you were tired. very tired. you slowly went to sleep as xiao made sure that his cum was inside of you. "sweet dreams, princess." xiao muttered as he didn't bother to wear his clothes and slowly put the blanket over both of you guys' naked bodies.

#🍡 ━ aiko writes #adeptus xiao #xiao smut #xiao x reader smut #xiao x you #genshin #genshin impact #genshin smut #genshin x reader

[viscountessevie]

I'm so sad about the possibility of Philoise' story being switched to Theloise.

Phillip sacrificed the chance for true love to help Marina and make up for his beother. Both are obviously content but not happy. And even though I'm don't like the idea of Marina dying, at least one of them would've at least gotten the chance to become happy with someone else.

Sure they can suddenly turn them into lovers but I feel like it still feels so wrong and maybe it wouldn't have been nessecary to introduce them in my opinion.

There were so many Philoise hints and now it could be for nothing.

[Shoutout to the Kanthypants GC and especially Lav @sweetestviscount, Dani @hella-sirius, Franzi @anthonykatebridgerton and Trivia @hptriviachamp for an amazing and fruitful discussion about the Phillip/Marina storyline and the Colin of it all in S1!]

Not going to lie anon I feel SUPER conflicted about the tone of your ask and what tone to respond in because while initially I was like Oh they seem nice and aren't calling Marina a hoe who deserves to die for once like most of the Philoises and Pelicans. But rereading this over the last few weeks, I'm going to take it as misplaced sympathy for Phillip that resulted in tearing down Marina. It also kinda reads passive aggressive ngl - feel free to correct me if I am wrong in the notes or a future ask if you'd like. But that's how I have taken it and will be responding as such.

Also I am going to be slightly harsh because you came to the wrong place for Philip/Philoise sympathy, ya non-binary pal here is Marina lover and will defend her til my dying days. 

First off, let me squash your worries and sadness, you’re fine. I’ve talked about it here but to reiterate: All the book canon couples will be fine on the show. No matter how many shitty love triangles they throw at us, the endgame couple wins. So the Philoise hints will come to a head at some point just chill out please. Just because they have an endgame doesn’t mean they are supposed to have a chastity belt on - not everyone needs to be a Daphne or Show!Colin lmao. Let them have some fun! 

As for the rest of your ask, let me turn this around: She would have found herself a fine husband or Colin would have changed his mind after the anger dissipated. See: Their scenes in S2 (minus the end where Marina magically turns into Penalty’s mouthpiece thank you idiot writers 🙄 ) & this scene in S1: 

[Btw yall rewatching this scene BROKE ME! HE SHOULD HAVE MARRIED HER!! They are so much better suited on the show than Penalty and him. Marina saw him as a real person and was realistic about her expectations, unlike someone who is obsessed and is willing to ruin everyone around her to get to him,,, anyways that’s for ANOTHER day and post]

Anyways I digress, she would have been fine tbh so Phillip didn’t HAVE to do anything neither did he ‘sacrifice’ anything lmao. They got married which back then were mainly transactional so they could have had an arrangement to take lovers. He didn’t go to war for her unlike her first love George so please calm down. He chose to it. Yes, he felt duty bound but no one put a gun to his head. Let’s grant the man some agency. 

On the other hand, let me ask you, didn’t Marina sacrifice too?? She had her love!! He died in the war and she barely got to mourn him before she was pregnant with the twins and Penalty was like Let’s make this grief worse and expose her &lt;3 Like what the actual fuck is wrong with you Pen. So between the two, Marina actually lost the first love of her life, Philip still has time. 

Next, if I hear the word ‘content’ one more time, I am going throw something at the writer who wrote that shit S2 storyline for Marina. The biggest crime against Marina other than the one Penalty committed is not making her disgustingly happy in love with Phillip. Yeah, they are a little mismatched but both very practical people, caring parents and I’m sure Marina found his plant rambles cute - she was just very nervous with her ex and husband in the same room in S2. 

Why doesn’t the glitter and glamour of the Bridgerton world rub off on Marina?? Our main WoC in S1 who had substantial screen time and was a pretty big character. She deserves happiness too. (credits to Trivia for saying this in our GC discussions earlier!)

If you don’t like the idea of her dying then why should she be the one to die?? Why should Phillip be the one in your “at least one of them would've at least gotten the chance to become happy with someone else.” to be happy? What makes Marina less of a person deserving love and being happy with someone else? Think on that. Why does Philip man-pain Crane automatically get it in your eyes and the fandom? Book canon aside, genuinely. Why?? 

On that note, screw someone else! As I mentioned before Marina/Phillip should have just been a thing! You’re entitled to how you feel about it and your opinion but I have to strongly disagree. Marriage of convenience to lovers is TOP-TIER BABEY. We had a year time jump; they could have easily become a love match - that would have been iconic. Fuck this one or the other mentality; BOTH!! They both deserve happiness at least Show!Phillip gjdgfjsk

Despite all this and my salt in this ask, I do appreciate you feeling safe enough to send this to my blog but yeah think on why you place more importance on Show!Phillip over Marina. I’m not going to say it but you and most of the larger fandom know exactly why. 

#Bridgerton #Marina Thompson #Phillip Crane #Not tagging the ship cos I do not want to deal with the stans #The GC Stamp of Approval #Asks

[ira-hydrangea]

Hi! Can i have some a Headcanons of Leona, Jack, Silver and Kalim with a GN! reader who always sleeps?( btw, love your Hcs/Fics tho <3 )

Aw 💕 Thank you anon 🥰. Hope this does and sorry it's taking so long...

Leona, Jack, Silver, Kalim x Reader that always sleep

Leona Kingscholar.

Do you think this boy has a problem with that? Nah, he is happy at least you are not a nuisance. Plus he has a napping partner and a soft pillow. But sometimes he concern about you and your sleeping time.

Sometimes you can fall asleep in the middle of flying the broom. WHAT THE HECK?! DID YOU WANT TO DIE?!

He suddenly becomes like Ruggie. Always waking you up and make sure you are well fed and-

“You realize that now you almost doing my job, Leona-san? What next? Doing their laundry?”

“Shut up, Ruggie. If you complain so much, You can handle them.”

“Oh no. They your S/o. Not mine. Beside I cannot handle two Leona unless you pay me. Shishishi.”

“...Brat.”

Jack Howl

He is concerned. Like SERIOUSLY concern. You look like a sloth and he worries about your safety all the time. 

Once he found you sleeping in the middle of the park with some third years towering over you. HE PANIC! He accidentally transforms into his wolf form and chases away the bully. And then you wake up.

“Jack? Is that you?” Half-asleep you kinda snuggle to his big tail and go back to sleep.

“Wake me up in... 5 hours...zzzz”

Yes. He turns soft after seeing that relaxed face of yours and decides to join you with this little nap. Skipping one or two classes isn’t that bad.

Silver

He didn’t see a problem? You and he like to fall in the sleeping forest. You both have a simple concept. If he sees you falling asleep in a weird place, he will move you somewhere safe and join you :) (The one that worried is Lilia and Sebek)

And if you see him falling asleep in the forest? You bring a blanket and join Silver for some quick sleep. Cuddling with him in the middle of the forest, surrounded by his animal friends. Safe.

“Hey! Look at these guys. It seems like we have two sleeping beauty here!” One bully from Savanaclaw said.

“Aw~ Look at them. Cuddling like that. Make me want to punch them. And maybe have fun with that H/c student.” They start to make their move until something glints near their neck.

Silver wakes up with the scariest eyes ever while moving his blade near the bully neck while his other hands hug you. Try not to disturb your sleep.

“Leave.” Just one word from Silver all of them ran away.

At least now Silver learn something. If you want to sleep do it in your bedroom. Or at Diasomnia territory.

Kalim Al-Asim

This boy is okay with your constant sleep. If he didn't have so much energy. Sometimes he still drag you around to have some activities.

"Come on! Y/n you have been sleeping all day! You need to move some of your muscles!" Kalim scold while you dozen off and let him drag you around.

You end up sleeping again anyway. Kalim loves to bring you out for a carpet ride at night. Usually, you are fine with carpet rides but not at night.

Kalim likes to ramble and tell you a lot of things while you listen to his story until you fall asleep on his shoulder. He notices this and looks at you before smiling softly.

"Sweet dream, Y/n."

.

.

You both got scolded by Jamil for falling asleep on the carpet in the middle of the night and now you suffer from the cold.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland headcanons #twst x reader #twst headcanons

[sukirichi]

Hello! Can you write one about Nanami where the reader is oblivious and they're really close to Gojo so he gets jealous often. Sometimes Gojo does things purposely to annoy him and one day he just lost his composure and accidentally admitted his feelings for you.

I hope u accept if you're not too busy. Thank you!!!

— a little push

— sometimes all nanami needs is a little push.

nanami kento x fem! reader

thank you for the request anon! i’m not sure if reader is oblivious enough but i hope you like it! there’s some thick pining here hur hur, i hope you like it! i never knew i needed an easily flustered and awkward nanami in my life also this is unedited as usual

check my bio for masterlist and my milestone event! (◕ᴗ◕✿)

“Do you mind?”

Nanami sighs, silently praying to the heavens you wouldn’t hear the way his heart is absolutely panicking and beating wildly right now. You’d randomly pushed him inside the teachers’ office the moment he got back to the institute at work, and now he’s doomed to hide his feelings while you look up at him with wide, innocent eyes, a shaky yet excited grin painted on your face.

“Sorry, sorry,” you wave your hands in front of you, although he can tell you’re not apologetic at all. Nanami clears his throat when you step backwards to give him space, unsure if he’s happy or sad about the distance. “I was just really excited to see you back.”

Your carefree, lighthearted voice, along with that little jump in your toes combined with your statement – you’re basically asking Nanami to shrivel up already.

The stoic man remains composed, though, only shifting to adjust his tie while he stares down at you. You’re still somewhat bouncing on your feet, teeth biting your lip – a habit you had when you want to say something but contemplating whether you should. Tilting away to hide the slight flush in his cheeks, Nanami sighs again, pretending to be tired.

The last thing he wants to admit that even though he is exhausted from work, is that you’d never bother him. In fact, having you bombard him like this makes him feel like he didn’t deal with special grade curse by himself all alone just an hour ago.

“If there’s something you want to say, I suggest you get it over with. I don’t want to stay overtime and wait until the blindfolded creep comes around.”

You giggle at his insult, hiding behind your cupped palms. Crap, Nanami looks away and focuses on the birds outside instead, suddenly finding them so interesting despite never paying attention to them before. Maybe that was the curse of crushes – it had people acting differently and in complete contrast with their behavior.

“About that,” you begin almost shyly now, and Nanami practically bursts when he sees you tapping both of your pointer fingers together, gaze tilted away from him.

It makes him wonder you’re nearly on the same skill to Gojo, yet still somehow look like a small, innocent being that makes him want to protect you from everything – even if you were more than capable of handling things yourself. Well, Nanami concludes to himself, maybe you’re really just that paradoxical that it makes sense why he can never think straight around you. Maybe he’s really not supposed to understand the complexity of his feelings when you were a phenomena to begin with already.

“You see…Satoru asked me out.”

Nanami stiffens at your statement for a split second before his head whips to you so fast. You’re observant – of course you are, you’re a jujutsu sorcerer – and you easily pick up in his sudden change of demeanor. Your brow raises at his abrupt reaction, to which Nanami conceals by flexing his neck and rolling his shoulders back.

“I am simply tired from work,” he haf-lies, “So, Satoru asked you out? Will you say yes?”

His words and tone are monotonous, almost bored even, but deep inside he’s so close to beating the crap out of his co-worker. Well, not really, Nanami isn’t a man of violence, but he’s jealous. Of course he is – he’s liked you ever since Principal Yaga hired you.

He’s never told Satoru about his little crush on you. He would be stupid to do such; Satoru would tease him to no end and maybe even be as childish to go as far as pushing him to you. Typical elementary shit, Nanami cringes to himself, watching as you look down at your feet with a pout. Now that confused him. He isn’t sure what your body language means at all, but patient as ever, Nanami only waits.

“Well,” you scratch your forehead, “I’m really flattered. I want to say yes because Satoru is a nice guy—”

“He is not. I do not respect him.”

You roll your eyes at the way his eyes darkens, “—but also I’m not sure if I should. I mean, Satoru doesn’t really date, you know? He’ll be with like one girl and be with another the next week. I just don’t want to…like, fall for that, I guess. Not that I won’t, because he’s totally not my type—”

“It’s just a yes or no,” Nanami cuts you off, his words coming out a lot harsher than he intends it to be. It’s not that he’s annoyed at your rambling, he actually finds it so adorable when you get so lost in your train of thoughts that your mind just travels from one place to another, and seeing how your eyes just leave farther from reality is something he’s always find such an attractive quirk, but not now – not when his infuriating co-worker is intending to mess with your feelings. “Do you want to go or not? Yes or no? It’s as simple as that.”

You blink back at him in surprise, mouth opening and closing like a fish. Sometimes it’s hard to remember that Nanami was a no-bullshit man who hit things right on the head, a huge contrast to your happy-go-lucky self, but he’s right.

It is that simple – and you’re complicating things all over again.

When you give him an answer, Nanami has to muster all his energy to not deflate. He’s tired – but now his exhaustion and even the heartbreak comes crashing down all over him that he’s immediately weighed down and overwhelmed – so much so that all he wants is to go home.

“Yes, I want to go.”

It’s his day off.

Like everything else in his life, Nanami plans everything down to the last minute of his day. His day off consisted of him having the privilege to sleep in until 8am, then breakfast with coffee from that great café a five minute walk away from his apartment, then he’ll be reading books in his study for two hours. Comes after that is lunch, and he’ll brows through some TV shows, pick up his clothes from the dry cleaning, get that special limited edition dinner of his favorite sushi, read books again and call it a day.

Simple, peaceful, no hassle – it’s the perfect day to relax.

Except it isn’t.

Because it’s your day off too, and you’re out on a date with Satoru. He still remembers how happy you looked then upon accepting the white haired man’s invitation, your nimble fingers wrapped around his sleeve as you shyly asked him to come with you.

He doesn’t know why you had to bring him, but he doesn’t question it, nonetheless. Nanami wants to see how Satoru would react, if there could be any indication from the man behind his blindfold that he had ill intentions. Oddly enough, there didn’t seem to be any. Satoru only beamed and deflated into a chibi, enthusiastically nodding along with you while you planned your date together.

Nanami took it upon himself to leave.

With a silent scoff, Nanami placed his dinner down on the counter. Because it’s his day off – and mostly because he doesn’t feel like himself – Nanami went out to buy the limited edition sushi wearing a white shirt and some gray sweatpants, too forlorn and a little jealous to even bother dressing up.

It’s stupid, really. He’s been looking forward for this sushi for a long, long time, but now that he’s had it, he can’t even enjoy the taste. His mind keeps going back to you.

Were you having fun with Satoru? Were you enjoying your time? Was Satoru treating you well? What was Satoru’s intentions when it came with you? The last time Nanami checked, you and him got along really well and you’re mostly the one who whacks the taller man in the head upside down when he’s being stupid, almost like two peas in a pod, except you were the smarter one. He’d been so sure you’re nothing but friends and yet…it all lead to this.

Nanami pushes his sushi away. They no longer taste like anything, the texture like dried paper on his mouth. He wipes his lips with a napkin, staring longingly at well…nothing. His walls were plain and empty, and suddenly, Nanami can’t help but compare himself to Gojo.

You both planned to go to the local carnival. There’d be lots of foods and even parlor shops, ferris wheel rides and photo booths to create memories. Of course you and Satoru would go there; both of you enjoyed loud, bustling crowds, claiming there was something amazing about basking in the “lives of humans when ignorant of curses” while Nanami prefers his peace and silence.

Had you gone out on a date with him instead, Nanami can’t guarantee he’ll be any fun. He most definitely wouldn’t ask you to go to a carnival with him either. It was loud, cramped, crowded, and it’s too chaotic for him to ever enjoy your presence and enjoy it alone.

Nanami closes the sushi box, turns on the TV and lets is play on the background, a wet towel above his eyes to relax his tired eyes.

He hopes you’re having fun. He hopes Satoru is treating you well. Nanami just ignores the slight pain in his chest when he thinks of you, laughing and touching anyone but him, and he could picture it already. You’ve always been so open and welcoming to everyone, he knows you’ll have fun today, too.

That’s one of the things he finds most endearing about you – that your smile never fades and you never forget about the simple, little things in life to focus on to keep your sanity after facing curse after curse.

He’s fine, he tells himself. Satoru may be annoying, but he knows you could have fun with him, and you deserved to be happy more than anyone else.

Nanami is about to fall asleep on his couch when his phone vibrates on the coffee tables. Groaning, he flicks off the towel to his shoulders, grumbling about how Principal Yaga better be respecting his day off, but the last thing he expects to see is your contact name flashing on the screen. In the contact photo, you’re winking with a peace sign held above your head.

You look so utterly adorable Nanami just wants to kiss you. He remembers this photo was taken when Yuuji got bored and asked to play games on his phone. Upon finding that there was none – of course there was none – the strawberry-haired student opted for taking pictures of everyone instead. There’s one with Nobara growling, Megumi sipping his boba-tea with dead eyes as if he’s so done with the world, more than twenty pictures of Satoru flexing his muscles and posing like an idiot, and then there’s yours.

Nanami remembers staring at his phone for a solid minute, his gallery actually blessed with your face in it. The sun shines behind you on that photo and you’re absolutely shining. He thinks that’s when he truly fell in love.

And it just so happened the love of his life is calling, making his heart skip a beat because shouldn’t you be with Gojo? Why were you calling him? Did something wrong happen?

Nanami doesn’t waste another second before swiping the green icon, already standing up from the couch as he grabs his jacket. He had this weird inkling something is wrong, why else would you call him?

His theories are proven true when your voice comes out shaky. “H-hello?”

“Good evening,” he greets stiffly, brows furrowed as he listens in on the way you seem to be shuffling around. “Is there something wrong?”

“I, uhm,” he hears you sniffle through the other line, “Yeah, I guess there is…Satoru just texted he can’t come because Principal Yaga suddenly sent him to a mission overseas…and then I just realized that Satoru’s been summoned by the elders and he’s just refusing to show up, so now they cornered him, I guess… anyways, I’m talking too much and I don’t want to be a bother, but would you maybe…like to hang out with me?”

Nanami’s hand freezes on the doorknob. “Hang out…professionally?”

He immediately wants to smack himself in the forehead for that. Out of all things he could’ve said, he just had to utter something unintelligent. He hears you snicker in the background and Nanami’s ears redden. 

He quickly regains his composure with a clear of his throat, suddenly remembering that Satoru’s ditched you, so now you’re asking him instead. It kind of feels like he’s just a replacement, but Nanami buries this feeling down before it consumes him, wondering if he’s already regretting changing into better clothes because he actually agreed to go to a carnival with you.

Upon hearing your happy, “Okay! I’ll wait for you then!”, Nanami realizes that he doesn’t actually mind. Especially not with you.

The carnival is loud.

Nanami dreads the moment he steps out of his car, his body swallowed by the bustling crowd and defeaning music of banging drums and clashing instruments. There’s a hundred scents everywhere – smoke, fish, glazed apples – he doesn’t know where to begin or how to focus.

He nearly turns back to his hair, about to shoot you a text that maybe this is beyond him after all. His head begins to spin when he’s only pushed deeper into the crowd, people bumping into him with every single second and it’s so suffocating. It doesn’t make sense to him how anyone could possibly go on a date like this and enjoy it. He knows for sure this chaos won’t let him enjoy his date’s presence because he’s too busy trying to get away from it all.

Nanami staggers for a bit when a strong hand tugs him to the side. Soon, he finds himself pressed flush against you in a tight corner, your hips warm on his. “Hi,” you breathe out airily, lashes fanning and fluttering in that same manner that always made his heart do complete flips.

“Hello,” he greets back with a small bow out of faux respect, but really, he’s just keeping his head down because you look so beautiful in that moment he doesn’t even know where to look. You’re warm and soft next to his hard and stiff muscles, the scent of roses and vanilla mixing in with the street smoke and Nanami’s head grows dizzy, his hand around yours tightening for comfort. “Y/N…I do not prefer this crowd. Can I take you back home instead? You must be tired – I’ll prepare dinner for you.”

Nanami blinks back in surprise when he sees you nod, a slight grimace on your face, and you practically bury your face in his bicep as you groan, “It’s too noisy for me too. Let’s just hang out at your place.”

So you end up in his immaculately clean apartment, admiring and staring at the boring furniture. Nanami changes into more comfortable clothes and whips out something to cook, not wanting to feed you measly take out when you’re probably famished. He watches with side glances as you pick up a photo of him with his parents when he was younger, cooing and giggling at the baby version of him.

“Nanamin, you’re so cute!”

Nanami scoffs and turns back to the heated water in the bowl, arms hard as they cross against his chest covered with an apron. “Please do not call me cute. I am anything but.”

“No, you’re really cute,” you insist, but after seeing Nanami’s flustered frown, you eventually give up and give the poor man a break. Later, you wobble next to him, watching with curious eyes and a small smile as he adds the vegetables into the soup, moving expertly as he diced up the onions to the side. The sheer focus and attention on his daily tasks makes him falter, and he suddenly finds it so hard to function now.

“Why are you staring at me? Is there something so interesting about slicing up onions?”

“No, not really,” you say absentmindedly, the slight plop of the ingredients echoing. “It’s just – I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this way. Domestic, I mean, but it looks good on you,” you nod to yourself, and Nanami finds himself struggling to act as if your presence wasn’t making him go crazy while he proceeds to cook. “In fact, everything looks good on you, and I find you really interesting!”

“Y-you do?”

“Yes, of course!”

“Why?”

“I don’t know,” you shrug, assisting him silently with mixing the bowl even when he didn’t ask you to. Unaware that he’s now focused on you, watching you cook with him with you pressed up against his side, almost as if it’s right where you belong, Nanami feels the same with you. You also look good being this domestic with him, and he suddenly blurts out, “Would you like to stay with me? Like this?”

Your eyes slide over his in a slow fashion, slow enough that his brain hotwires at the fear maybe he’s said something wrong. But Nanami immediately swallows it down, huffing and turning away from you with that stoic expression again. “Forgive me. That was weird—”

“Why would it be weird?” you laughed to yourself before bumping your hips with his, “You’re the one who invited me here. Of course I want to stay.”

That’s…that’s not what he means.

Nanami is left staring openly at you while you help him set the table and you proceed to talk about how you didn’t really want to go to the carnival but Satoru insisted you’d have fun, so you went anyway even if you’d much prefer to be somewhere else. He’s barely listening, too distracted by the way your lips move and how you swing the house slippers on your big toe, your legs crossed on top of another and your figure slightly hunched across from him.

You look so comfortable and welcomed in his home that it puts him at ease too, not worried that he has to impress you anything because it’s you, and Nanami could actually be vulnerable enough to laugh with you over a bowl of vegetable soup.

It’s fine, he lies to himself again, it’s fine that you don’t know he likes you even if he tends to slip and be obvious sometimes. Because at least you’re with him in that moment, and he lies to himself again that it’s fine, that maybe next time he’ll tell you, but he doesn’t worry about. How could he worry about it when you’re snorting so loud over a lame joke he said that rice nearly came out your nose, and he’s so drunk over the sound of your bubbly laughter that something flutters deep within his belly?

When you help him wash the dishes and bask in the silence instead, comfortable over the lack of words and nothing but the sound of his faucet running and the slight rubbing of towels against dishes heard in the background, Nanami is unsure whether he’s glad that Satoru ditched you on your first date.

It doesn’t stop there.

Nanami only keeps falling in love with you more. He’s been doing a good job of keeping his feelings to himself because the last thing he wants is to have you stay away from him, but Satoru was really getting on his nerves.

He’s just come back from exorcising a curse when he sees you and Satoru play-wrestling in the field with the other students. Megumi is grumbling to himself in the corner, Yuuji is laughing and cheering on you to tackle down his sensei who’s currently going down in high-pitched laughter, Toge pumping his fists and screaming, “Salmon, salmon!”

It’s a chaotic sight – one that he usually doesn’t mind – until you finally pin Satoru down on the ground, your ass above his crotch. Satoru’s hands then come up to squeeze your ass and hips under the false pretense he’s struggling to push you off him, but Nanami knows better.

“Give up already!” you tease the other sorcerer who’s still wriggling underneath you, and Nanami sees it before it happens.

Satoru’s legs bend beneath you and he tries to pin you under him in quick movements, but Nanami is faster, his reflexes taking over. Before he realizes what he’s doing, Nanami tugs you and pulls you forward until you collide on his chest. He’s breathing hard, eyes narrowed at the arrogant smirk painted on Satoru’s features. Meanwhile, you’ve softened in Nanami’s grip, hands fisting his shirt that has him hardening up out of sheer protectiveness.

“Oh, Nanamin!” Satoru beams while wiping the dirt on his hands across his uniform, “Glad to see you here. You wanna join training too?”

“This is hardly training,” he retorts with a clenched jaw, “You’re harassing and disrespecting your fellow sorcerer because you can never keep your dirty hands to yourself,” before Satoru could defend himself, he’s already all over you, his hand tilting your chin side to side to check for any injuries. “Are you hurt anywhere? Did this bastard do anything else?”

“No, not really—”

“Why do you care so much, Nanamin?” Satoru teases, and the students all huddle to watch the commotion. Everyone can feel the tension rising, and Nanami only stiffens up further when he feels you lean closer to his warmth almost absentmindedly. “She and I were just playing around, no hard feelings, no foul play. We’re just having fun, right, Y/N?”

“She is not someone you can just have fun with, Satoru. You’ve already crossed the line when you ditched her on your first date, and you didn’t even bother texting or calling back when I drove her home. It’s disrespectful, and she deserves better than that.”

“Nanami—”

“I was busy,” Satoru sighs dramatically, “And if she deserves better than me, then who would it be? I can take care her of her, you know, she and I have been besties for like what, a year now? I’ll be good to her,” he smirks, and Nanami wants nothing more than to punch him square in the jaw. “Besides, it’s not like she’s dating anyone else. She’s single and ready to mingle—”

“Maybe she is, but I’m not,” Nanami deadpans, his harsh tone shocking everyone.

“Wh-what do you mean?” you squeak under him, and Nanami falls silent. He’s never thought of confessing to you, especially not this way, and Nobara is biting Yuuji’s jacket behind them to muffle her squeals. Panda is clapping his hands and whispers oh, here we go, followed by Toge’s salmon salmon.

It dawns on him now that everyone knows he likes you after all, and now that he’s confronted with the situation, he can’t run away from it. Not that Nanami plans on running away, for he is a man and his pride doesn’t allow him to evade situations like this.

He just wishes it could’ve gone out better.

“Forgive me if this makes you uncomfortable,” Nanami releases his grip on you, loosening his tie that makes him feel like he’s choking both on air and his words. Through his cool stature, he’s actually sweating inside his clothes, and it doesn’t help you’re patient with him too, head tilted to the side curiously and so horribly cutely he might combust. “But I have always been, and I still am, utterly in love with you.”

Nobara and Yuuji no longer hold back as they scream to themselves, the former slapping the latter in his back while Megumi only shakes his head, muttering “about time,” under his breath. Maki snickers to herself and Satoru is stunned, but it’s nothing compared to the way you shrink under his gaze for a moment.

He believes you’re going to run away from him because of his blatant confession; it wasn’t romantic at all, and the kids are still screaming too loudly for him to form coherent thoughts.

Nanami begins to form a deep bow, ready to apologize wholeheartedly and to politely ask you to forget this if you wish – he would respect your decision. But just as his gaze met the ground, he’s thrown off balance as you jump on him, soft glossy lips crashing into his.

The screams and cheers of everyone are suddenly drowned out when he feels your lips molding onto his, and he can feel you smiling happily, giggling while his hands tentatively run down your hips to hold you close. It’s unprofessional, displeasing, and downright horrendous to be kissing someone during work hours while the students are watching, especially because his clothes are crumpled from your eager touch and you’re on top of his chest, but Nanami absolutely doesn’t give a single fuck because he’s kissing you back fervently.

It’s what he’s always wanted – you’re the one he’s always wanted, and now that he has you in his hold, he’s not easily letting you go.

“See? I told you guys,” Satoru proudly puffs his chest up in the background, “All Nanamin needs is a little push.”

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hi i want to request chifuyu matsuno as a boyfriend headcannon!!! thank you for your hard work :)

chifuyu as your boyfriend

chifuyu matsuno x reader

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content — gn!reader, sfw, jus rlly cute and wholesome ngl

notes — hello there anon !! sorry this took really long but i hope you enjoy it nonetheless :D

boyfriend!chifuyu is such a sweetheart

definitely has a shoebox underneath his bed filled to the brim with memorabilia from your dates like receipts, pressed flowers, movie tickets, and wristbands to name a few

always has an extra sweater for himself because he wants to give you the one hes wearing so that u smell like him (he knows u prefer that anyway)

alwaysalwaysalways takes it upon himself to out the sweater on you

likes to kiss the tip of ur nose when u get ur head through

he really likes doing things for u

like opening doors, guiding you on steps, carrying your bags, holding the umbrella for you when its raining (he always makes sure ur completely dry under the rain even if it means getting himself a little wet), etctectec

the list could go on

it would take you by surprise in the beginning and youd insist that you can manage on your own but no !! he wants to do it for u !!

tldr; act of service is his most distinct love language

he likes watching u do your hair

doesnt matter how short or long ur hair care routine is

he just likes watching u take care of yourself, its calming for him

he loves when u tie his hair for him

feeling ur fingers comb through his bangs and tie it up to keep the hair away from his face makes him feel so loved

it gets him all soft and cuddly :(

speaking of soft and cuddly, his favorite look on you is when ur wearing his oversized sweater (he buys oversized sweaters for himself) and the size of it drowns u in the fabric and the sleeves go way past ur palms

something about seeing u in his clothes and with the cutest sweater paws makes him all sappy youre so cute he could die

but he also likes wearing your clothes

he likes the way u smell and ur clothes seem to be comfier than his

and it shows people that hes yours :D

he wears that label proudly <3

his favorites to steal are ur jackets hes a whore for jackets

sharing clothes >>>>>>>>

u share nearly everything tbh like other than clothes, u share ur earbuds when either of u are listening to music, he shares his food with u (or u share ur leftovers when u cant finish ur food and he gobbles it all up), u exchange notes for school, etc

but yeah its definitely a casual thing for u both to just exchange clothes

he likes matching with you

like,, matching clothing and everything

it could be a subtle match like color coordination

or it could be all out where you wear the exact same outfit

he also likes doing skincare with you

his favorite step to do are those sheet masks

and his lockscreen photo is probably a photo of you both wearing sheet masks in the middle of the night with both your hair in those cute furry headbands

and if youre into makeup, best believe he will sit there and watch u fix yourself up the way u like

he just likes watching u do it, its so satisfying

like if asmr is what some people like to watch for fun, he likes watching u put on makeup

he learns a lot too

bc of how often he watches u, he has memorized the layout of ur makeup drawers and knows ur favorite brands all the way down to your skin prep routine

u have definitely done the "my boyfriend does my makeup" challenge and though the process was really goofy (because chifuyu never fails to make you laugh) it definitely turns out way better than expected

but if u ask him if he wants any, he will willingly let u put whatever u want on his face

he'd be so excited about it too

wont hesitate to wear it when you go out either

loves holding your hand

10/10, can never get enough of feeling ur hand in his

definitely swings your arms while you walk

will ask about your day and get you to ramble on and on because he loves the sound of your voice

but if ud rather not, he likes filling in the silence with stories of how his own day went

and he would often slip in moments throughout the day where he would think about u

"our chem teacher announced an upcoming test and the first thing i thought of was how u reacted when he announced it to your class"

"i noticed u were too tired to focus in class today so i made a copy of my notes for u :) "

"i really missed you today but i knew you were busy so i ended up eating ur favorite snacks at the local convenience store :( "

"i passed by a new cafe today and i just knew youd wanna go there so i got a copy of their menu to show u !! "

he likes having u around at all times

he just loves hanging out with you

u dont even need to do anything, ur presence is enough <3

if ur part of toman, he likes to look for u among the crowd and subtly throw u a wink when u make eye contact

whatever ur reaction may be, his toothy grin always grows bigger as long as u do acknowledge him

but if ur not part of toman,,

he rarely brings u around to toman meetings, especially if theres a serious issue, but on days that u are there with him, he likes to keep your pinkies linked

it lets him move around easily while also making sure you arent getting lost in the crowd

it also shows how protective he is of u

if anyone tries anything (which he doubts, but u can never be too sure these days), he wont hesitate to show everyone why hes the vice captain of the attack unit

that said, baji adores u

baji considers you a friend and will without a doubt defend you if the situation calls for it, should anyone dare to even look at u wrong

anyway

chifuyu is so understanding

and hes a great listener

he doesnt mind listening to u rant about the difficulties ur currently facing, doesnt mind if u start to cry through your anger, and really just doesnt judge you for being human and expressing ur emotions

he does his best as well to understand things from your perspective

and he will always, always believe you

it doesnt matter what people have to say about your situation or what it seems to look like

he puts all his trust in you because he knows you trust him enough to even tell him about anything

and because of that, he will never doubt anything you say

and he will help you through it

it doesnt matter if it goes beyond his abilities, he will find a way -- a practical solution -- to be able to help you improve your situation and be there for you through it all

but if its advice youre looking for,,

... lets be real he sucks at giving advice and sometimes u wonder how his mind works to come up with such things, but u know he means well

he tries his best :')

hes also your number one supporter

he might as well bring a sign with your name on it wherever he goes

he has no shame in supporting you in whatever it is you choose to do

he firmly believes in your capability to do what you want and achieve your dreams

he thinks about the future a lot

he cant see any future without u in it and the thought of not having u in his life makes him so sad

when he gets hit with that train of thought, he usually ends up crawling into your arms for a good cuddle to remind him that youre there, here and now

and he vows to protect u forever

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Haii! Can I request a oneshot of a adepti reader having unresolved sexual tensions with Zhongli? like the reader visits him at the parlor only to confront him about his death and the gnosis then they have rough/angry sex hehe can it also be fluff at the end? hehe sorry if its a bit confusing thank u in advance tho and have a great day! 💖

Note: no need to be sorry, anon! 💖 This was quite fun to write. I'm making the reader gender neutral since it's not mentioned. Enjoy!

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take me whole

Characters: Zhongli x Adeptus GN!reader

Genre: smut/NSFW, established relationship, semi-public sex, unprotected sex, penetration (reader receiving), cussing, fingering, biting, size kink, breeding kink, dacryphilia, overstimulation (contains spoiler of Liyue's archon quest)

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The sun began to depart. Orange and purple hues that adorned the sky will soon dissipate when night settles in. It was already closing time for Wangsheng Funeral Parlor. After Zhongli finished his delegated duties, he got ready to leave for the day.

Zhongli shuts the door behind him. As he was about to turn around, your hands slammed beside him, confining him in between. Turning fully to look at you, he donned a calm demeanor as usual. Your eyes, practically seething with anger, stared back at his gentle eyes, "How could you do this without discussing it with any of us?"

Crashing both your fists on his chest and throwing a petulant tantrum, your eyes began to flood with tears. Lowering your gaze to deter Zhongli from seeing them, "Did you think we- I wouldn't be worried? When I heard about your death, my mind went deranged. And your gnosis? What were you thinking of giving it away like a free gift?!" Your fist drums in frustration, trying to pursue after the rhythm of your ramble.

Zhongli reached out to catch your wrists, causing you to flinch and trying to wriggle them away. His gloved fingers slid up to meet yours and lacing them together, "I must honor my contract with the Tsaritsa."

"Cut the bullshit. You're just making an excuse. You're nothing but a coward." Glaring at him, you knew it was irrational to have your anger influence you when he had his reasons. But your turmoil continues to accumulate. You needed something or someone to condemn it all on. Bearing so much exasperation caused your mind to be hazy, you failed to notice that your tears began to scatter.

Zhongli leaned down, kissing away your beads of tears like they were so precious to him. He then lowered to give you a proper kiss, having you taste the lingering saltiness from your tears. He pulled away, "Have you had enough and calmed down, love?"

Grabbing his hand, your feet tread heavily to the side of the building engulfed by shadows as night descends, dragging Zhongli along with, "You're going to have to give me more than that to make up for what you've done."

You wasted no time. After pushing him back to the wall, you stripped away your lower garment to display your eager sex that desperately pleaded for Zhongli. As you pulled down the latter's pants, "In public? Are you sure?" Zhongli placed his hand on your shoulder.

Propping one of your legs up beside his hip, you seized his cock to align it with your throbbing mess, "Shut up." You hissed as you pressed the tip up your entrance without proper preparation.

Your yearning outweighs any patience left in you to wait any longer. Jolts of pain shot up your body as your entrance strived to cater for something that large. Tears welled up again, both due to the discomfort and your neediness.

Zhongli sighs as he could no longer watch. After he helped your leg down back to the ground, he bit the end of his glove to slip it off, "Turn around for me."

You did as told, huffing that you even took orders from him. Zhongli's arm made its way around your waist to hold you firmly as you feel him lean closer, breath brushing your neck. His fingers roamed around your aching hole before inserting two in, "You should have patience. That would make the experience more pleasant for the both of us."

"Don't tell me what to do- ahh!" A gasp of pleasure is induced from you when his finger hits a favorable spot. It finally registered in your head that you stood on the streets of Liyue Harbor half-naked. Embarrassment settled in, having your hands hover to your mouth to push back the noises.

Zhongli's harden cock grinds against the back of your thigh as his fingers tortured your sensitive hole, spreading his fingers apart to loosen it up. He removed your hands away from your face, "Why are you suddenly shy now, hmm?" His low voice grumbles, sending your body shivering in anticipation. You knew he wants this as much as you do.

Your words integrated with moans that you tried to overcome, "Who said I'm-" Zhongli hindered you with his other fingers shoved into your mouth, retaining them broad open, "Then let people hear."

Before you could protest, Zhongli withdrew out his fingers from your hole before he bent you over to load you up with his erection without granting you a moment to accommodate. Whining as his full length railed into you, your lower half contradicted by clenching tightly around his girth. As pain harmonized with pleasure washing over you, gritting your teeth resulted in sinking them into his fingers instead.

As you occasionally sucked on his fingers, Zhongli worked his way to accelerate his thrusts. Your muffled moans and saliva drenched them. Zhongli groans, "Mm, you feel so good." His amber orbs glowed dimly in the dark as he watched his cock glistening with your wet arousal each time he moved in and out.

Your back arched, panting out obscene sounds and producing squelches every time he ramps his huge cock strenuously into you. Incoherently, you wailed out your frustration, "I.. hate you!" Cheeks stained with your tears.

You hear Zhongli heave a sigh of contentment behind you, "I love you."

Feeling your stomach churn with pleasure and hearing his words, your voice gradually amplified in volume, no longer caring if any citizens passing by could overhear how dirty you are, "I said, ngh, I hate you."

"Haa, your body disagrees." Your reaction was a trigger for him to exert more force in his thrusts, baring himself from any constraints of holding back.

Your body jerked forward, nails jabbing into his arm, "Wait! T-too much!" You lolled out your tongue, only able to afford for your body to convulse and succumb your whole being to Zhongli, "Fuck! I can't-"

Zhongli pressed kisses on your nape, lapping away the film of sweat and leaving harsh bites to imprint your skin, "Yes, you can."

Nearing climax, your body trembles uncontrollably with honest mewls making their way to Zhongli's ears. He was catching up as well, feeling his thrusts growing sloppy.

Grunting, he kept his cock burrowed deep in you as he ejaculated, presenting his seed inside you. Your eyes rolled back, body going through a series of spasms with the sensation of his semen warming and saturating you to the brim. His cum leaked, trickling down in between your quivering legs.

Zhongli squeezed your body lovingly with both arms, continuing to thrust into you with a fervent pace even after the both of you came, hoping to plunge his seed further inside you, "I love you." He repeats earnestly. Your body turned restless with your voice becoming hoarse, "E-enough..."

"I thought you wanted more? I'm giving you what you want until you forgive me." Zhongli had you face him by drawing your chin gently.

"Enough already, idiot. I don't actually hate you... I'm sorry." Your confidence and voice drop. Averting your gaze, your lips tightened together when he stared at you.

Giving a fond smile, he gave you a quick peck, "What say you, we continue this back at home?"

Kissing back, "Only if you promise to take care of me later on."

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hi love! i would hate to overwhelm you with a new ask BUT... i kind of binge-read all the fics you recced for that one anon who asked for short fics (like 15k and below) in a concerningly short amount of time, so... i have come to shamelessly beg for more :3 i am entirely too besotted with your blog and your taste in fic is simply *chef's kiss*, there is no one else i'd rather ask for this (this is it this is me begging) THANK YOU IN ADVANCE, YOU ABSOLUTE GODSEND xx

Hello my darling, and thanks so much for the kind words and for trusting my fic taste! I had so much fun putting that first bedtime reclist together and it was a pleasure to build another one for you ❤️ this one includes some light angst (happy endings only!), hope that’s okay? Heres another full month of bedtime reads!

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#asks #anon #drarry reclist #bedtime reads part 2

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THE GIRL WHO FLEW DOWN THE STAIRS _

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‘ the story of akashi meeting you and all the events after that made him realize he was falling for you ’

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character .. akashi seijuurou

word count .. 1.3k

tags .. fem!reader who is energetic but also thoughtful and likes to learn (as requested) , lowkey pining? , s h o g i , written from akashi pov , requested by the lovely bean anon <3 

Akashi’s first impression of you wasn’t anything bad. It wasn’t exactly good either. It was certainly memorable though. ‘The girl who flew down the stairs, knocking him onto the ground, and landing on top of him with a thump’ is how he remembers you. 

The moment was almost cliche. If your eyes had met and lingered on each other, both aware of the position you were in but not moving away, then it possibly would’ve been a scene straight out of some cheesy romance novel. 

Instead, you seemingly bounced straight up upon impact, not even bothering to spare Akashi a second glance. You proceeded to give him a quick apology, running down the next flight of stairs immediately after.

It was definitely one of the odder interactions Akashi had with his fellow students at Rakuzan High, but it amused him nonetheless and made him notice you much more often around campus. Even though you weren’t in any apparent rush anymore, you still radiated this energy that was all bubbly and seemingly ready to burst. 

It brought a small smile on his face every time he saw you, bouncing along hallways without a care in the world, chattering away with your friends. Sure you seemed like the typical happy-go-lucky person, but Akashi couldn’t help but see you as a bit more unique.

Your second interaction with Akashi was an interesting one too, in Akashi’s opinion at least. 

The basketball team had just won a tournament the other day, so Akashi was free this afternoon. He had decided to go challenge some shogi club members to a few games. 

In the middle of one of those games, you walked into the club room.

Akashi didn’t think you were part of the club, and his suspicions were confirmed when another member of the club went to ask if you needed anything. Akashi was definitely not eavesdropping, no he was paying attention to his game (the one he knew he would easily win anyway) when you pulled out an envelope and he happened to overhear you telling the club member that someone asked to meet you. 

Nobody in the room came forward to claim they were the one who sent the letter though. 

After a few awkward, silent moments, you moved to take a seat with some of the other club members. It was an action that surprised Akashi. He figured you would’ve just left because the whole did seem like a waste of time. However, you just sat there asking some club members to teach you how to play. 

Akashi could sense genuine curiosity in you and, needless to say, it intrigued him. It seems like there’s more to the “girl made of energy” than he originally thought.

The clock ticked, and a few rounds later, Akashi decided it was time to head home. Saying his formal goodbyes, he walked out of the clubroom. 

He didn’t expect you to come running after him, almost slamming into him again in the process. 

“You shouldn’t run around school so much, you know. You could end up bumping into people and maybe even hurting them.” The words left Akashi’s lips sounding a lot more teasing and flirtatious than he intended.

You blushed and started rambling out apologies. ‘Cute’ Akashi thought. 

His brain froze. 

Wait. Cute? How-

“Anyway um.. you left your notebook back there…” you said, holding out what was indeed his notebook out towards him.

“Oh…” was all he could say. He rarely forgot his things, especially things as important as his notebook. It seems his mind must’ve been too distracted by... other things. “Thank you L/n-san.”

He saw a slight shock on your face. “You know my name?” 

His brain froze yet again. How was he supposed to answer this question without seeming like a stalker?

“Well yes…” he started before you cut him.

“Didn’t expect the Akashi Seijuurou to know my name.”

He scoffed at that. “I think I’d know the name of the girl who jumped down the stairs and knocked me to the ground.”

“Again, I’m really sorry about that…” you said with a smile, although Akashi could see the guilt that lingered behind your eyes.

“Don’t worry about it,” he quickly said. “I was just…”

He was just what? Flirting? Was he actually flirting? Him. Akashi Seijuurou. Flirting??

“…you know,” he finished quietly.

You didn’t say anything in response but instead looked at him with a peculiar sort of gaze. 

“Um.. hate to make things awkward by asking this but… were you the one who sent me this?” You held up the envelope Akashi saw earlier.

“No, I didn’t.”

“Oh… okay then.” Was it just Akashi’s imagination or did he hear a sliver of disappointment in your tone? “I suppose you don’t know who it is either right?”

He shook his head.

A lot of thoughts rushed through his mind. Did you actually expect him to send you a love letter? Did you hope it was him? 

He sensed you were about to leave though, so before he could regret it, he asked you, “Why do you want to know who sent it anyway?”

Your eyes widened slightly at the question.

“I understand the curiosity and wanting to know who it is but… if they didn’t show up, why are you still waiting?” He clarified.

“Akashi-san, you’ve never confessed to someone have you?”

He gave a slight nod.

“Well, I don’t see why you’d need to,” you mumbled more to yourself than him. Clearing your throat, you continued, “The thing is, confessing takes a lot of courage. And writing this letter asking me to meet them here would’ve taken a whole lot of that courage already. I think that, if they were able to go that far, then I should at least hear them out right?”

That… surprised Akashi. 

“But then again, there’s always a possibility this is just a prank,” you added as an afterthought. 

Unsure of what to say, he just nodded. “It is possible, considering how long you had to wait.”

You smiled, “The wait was fine though. I had fun learning shogi.” 

You actually had fun learning how to play? Looking back, it did seem like you were enjoying yourself… 

It’s strange. Akashi realized just how much his view of you changed in one afternoon. Earlier, you were that bubbly, energetic girl bouncing through the halls. Now, you were this thoughtful and kind person who liked to learn. You also said you had fun playing shogi, which nearly made Akashi’s heart skip a beat.

Oh. 

Oh.

He gets it now. The reason his brain was acting all slow was you. With that thought, everything became clearer. 

Now he wishes that love letter really was a prank.

“Ah Akashi-san, I think I have to go home soon,” you said, holding up your phone. “You’re heading out too right? Wanna walk with me?”

He blinked in surprise but quickly agreed.

“Great, just let me get my things first-” And with that you rushed back into the club room.

Akashi stood staring at the empty hallway, still caught up in his thoughts and trying to process what just happened between you two just a few seconds ago.

When you came back out with your things, he couldn’t help but smile softly. The two of you fell into conversation easily, and by the time you walked out of the school gates, you were still in a talk that showed no signs of nearing an end.

He wanted to continue walking and talking like this, but there was a car and a driver waiting for him in the exact opposite direction of where you were headed.

“Well, goodbye then L/n-san,” he said, hoping the reluctance wasn’t obvious.

You smiled in response. “Goodbye Akashi-san. It was nice talking to you.”

With that the two of you went your separate ways. Throughout the car ride home, Akashi could think of nothing but you. It would seem… he has taken quite the liking to you.

He isn’t sure what’ll happen next, but he’s looking forward to seeing you again and hopefully, talking more with you too.

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note .. THIS CAME OUT LONGER THAN ORIGINALLY INTENDED but anyway i actually enjoyed writing this,,, yk all the stuff potentially going thru akashi’s mind when he has a crush intrigues me and uhh i hope u guys liked this and if u do PLS LMK WHAT U THINK !! it would legit mean the world if u guys did <3

#knb x reader #akashi x reader #akashi x you #akashi seijuurou x reader #akashi seijuro x reader #akashi fluff #knb fluff #knb imagines #kuroko no basuke #kuroko no basket #akashi seijurou #and again idk how to tag sht #signed.. koko