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jyoongim · 18 days

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BLOOD & BLISS

Human!Alastor x wife!Reader

Themes: 1930 based! Human!Alastor x wife!Reader, domestic life! fluff, smut, devotion, slight manipulation, mention of children, pregnancy, blood, murder, secrets

Chapter four

Chapter Five

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Something smelled.

Every time you entered the kitchen, a putrid scent would assault your nose.

You didnt know where the smell was coming from, but you were determined to find it.

You had cleaned every inch of the kitchen, thinking it was some old food you had failed to dispose of.

But it still lingered.

You followed your nose, trying to locate the smell.

It led you to the cellar.

Did some animal get in and die from the heat? You mentally groaned at the thought at having to find some decomposed vermin and having to clean it up.

You held your reflex to gag as you descended the stairs. God it was rancid.

You didnt even bother to turn on the light as you traveled down to investigate. You looked around and from what you could see nothing was out of the ordinary.

But there was trash bags stuffed in a corner.

Alastor usually did well in making sure the trash didnt overflow, but you guess he had forgot.

Mustve been the deer you thought as you grabbed the bags and tried to move them.

But one bag was all too heavy for you to carry.

You huffed and grabbed at it again, thinking that carrying it at a different angle would help, but the contents of the bag shifted and must have not been sealed properly as something spilled out.

Cold, slimy liquid splashed your bare feet and you cringed.

This was definitely what was causing the smell.

Your stomach did flips as the smell assaulted your senses.

You figured you needed the light and made your way to find the switch.

Now seeing your surroundings clearly, you turned to see where you left the bag and froze.

Red.

That’s what your eyes registered first.

Thick red liquid was leaking out of the bag and when you approached further to the dumped contents your blood ran cold.

Was that a hand?

You felt bile rush into your throat.

There must be some mistake…what was a…a body doing in your cellar?

You shook your head and waddled back up the stairs.

Your heart was pounding in your chest. You were frazzled.

You poured yourself a glass of water. Maybe there was an explanation for this. There had to be right?

You took a deep breath. There was a body in your cellar. There was a dead person in your cellar. Could you even consider them a person? The state they were in…

Your eyes drifted to the pot on the stove. You approached the pot and opened it. The beef stew Alastor made. You sniffed it.

It smelled normal.

You picked up a piece of meat and examined it.

It didnt look like any meat you knew.

Your stomach curled as realization dawned on you.

Your husband had fed you human meat…

Your head was in the trash can before you knew it. Throwing up the water you had just sipped.

NO NO NO. NO NONO NO NO

You made your way to your pager, the line beeped and the deep brawl of your husband answered “Honey! Is everything ok? Im kind of busy”

You were panting, shock settling in you “I-I just wanted to know if you could come home straight from work today?”

The man chuckled “Of course dear. Why don’t you rest a bit you sound rattled” you bid him goodbye and sat on the couch.

Theres no way this was happening…

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Alastor quirked a brow when you didn’t come to greet him home.

The house was dimly lite except for the kitchen.

He smiled and found you sitting at the table, rubbing your swollen belly.

”You’re not indulging in a late night drink are you my dear?” He nodded towards the bottle of whiskey and glass in front of you.

You jumped slightly, having not heard him come home.

You quickly gathered yourself and have a shaky smile “of c-course not. I thought after a long week you would like to whine down”

He let out a low hum and made himself a glass.

Alastor noticed how you seemed…nervous.

You didn’t met his gaze and fidgeted in your seat.

”What’s troubling you cherie?” He asked downing the drink.

You wanted to blurt out and question him about the thing in your cellar, but you didnt know how he would react.

You had to wait for the right moment.

So you shook your head with a smile “Baby been giving me trouble that’s all. Didn’t realize how much I missed doing simple things without being out of breathe”

He laughed and leaned to place a kiss on your temple, a large hand over your very big bump. “You should take it easy. I told you you ain’t have to do anything. Just sit pretty and grow our child”

Your heart buzzed.

There was no way your husband, your Alastor was a killer.

Maybe the hormones was making you delirious.

Maybe it really WAS just a deer carcass.

But you were certain you saw right…

”Did you clean today? You know chemicals aren’t good for you to be around. You shouldn’t be putting unnecessary stress on yourself darlin”

You pouted, wrinkling your nose “Something was rotten. You know how I feel about my kitchen Al.”

If you didnt know your husband, you wouldnt have noticed when he tensed up, but as quickly as it happened, it passed.

”Rotten?” He asked, face frowning.

You nodded “I threw out the strew, I think it went bad”

Alastor’s fingers drummed on your stomach and then he shrugged.

”guess Ill have to do better next time” he pulled you up and lead you unstairs to rest for the night.

”Guess Ill have to do better next time” what did that mean?

You had got dressed for bed and settled beside Alastor who pulled you to snuggle into his side.

You let out a yawn, eyes getting heavy “Al?”

He hummed in acknowledgment as he looked over some scripts.

“You would tell me if something was troubling you right?”

He glanced down to see you looking at him.

”Of course dear why?”

You shook your head, closing your eyes

“Nothing just wondering”

Your soft snores filled the room and Alastor let out a sigh as he set down the papers.

He slipped out of bed and made his way to the kitchen.

He looked around. While he had made sure to thoroughly clean up his mess, your cleaning was another level.

He sniffed and nothing but chemicals greeted his senses.

Something was rotten

Could you have…

He made his way down into the cellar. Flicking the light on, his eyes scanned the room.

The black trash bags were still in place.

His eyes narrowed noticing the red liquid coming from th bag.

Oh that just wont do.

He hauled the bag over his shoulder and went into the backyard.

Alastor wouldnt let his clean reality be faltered by his sinful deeds.

After all…

you didn’t need to know your husband dirty little secret….

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Hi Jyoongim here !

I am at the point of the story where everything is now about to shit and dont know how long this story will be. Im thinking at least five more chapters (They will be long) but who knows. Blood and Bliss WILL have a second series, but until then…i would like to address something…. The next few chapters will have heavy themes. As a black writer i feel it is important that I show the history of my people and what African Americans had to deal with in the early centuries in the South United States. With that being said; be mindful and open-minded about the themes that will appear in the next few chapters Thank you

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pigeonpeach · 4 months

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More Arlecchino Husbandry!

Cw: implied violence or possible violence: FMAB reader! Reader is called mother! Slight yandere themes (not full on though)

summary: continuation of Arlecchino Husbandry with more of a domestic focus

To say the children were estatic to know you would be a permanent member of the house hearth and you are officially their mother is a understatement. They threw a party. Even those you haven’t raised and were already grown when you arrived can recognize your importance both to their siblings and to their father: needless to say you essentially have alot of bodyguards now. Each of those children are determined to keep you safe, both out of devotion and gratitude and because it was Arlecchino’s orders to do so. And so on.

As for Arlecchino she’s quite happy to have you. She keeps you in her office on your downtime, sat nicely on her lap as she goes through paperwork so your presence can keep her calm. Occasionally she’ll press a kiss to your neck. In moments like these you two often don’t speak, rather you may be knitting or reading s book or writting ideas down for fun activities for the kids.

Arlecchino despite her deep affections fory you however is a possessive lover at her core. You’re just so fragile in the grand scheme of things. The children are protectors but if another harbinger decided to pursue you there is little they could do besides awkwardly stand by you. She knows her colleagues too well. She knows they’ll see your big heart as a weakness of hers. She knows you’re her weakness now, and in the eyes of the other harbingers it’s something they could exploit if necessary. So she simply refuses to bring you around them. Besides very few are even good company. The only harbinger you might see is Childe when he is visiting fontaine. He’s friendly to you but respectful knowing the Knave likely wouldnt like it if he was flirty with her beloved. Even so all it took was seeing him in your general direction to make her tense. Shooting him a dirty look as she quickly pulled you to her side and cut the conversation short.

In that case Childe just got glared at and scolded because he is a harbinger, she can’t kill him for something so minor. But if it was someone else who doesn’t have that sort of protection then there’s no guarantee she won’t. I wouldn’t describe this as yandere but simply a part of her job. Again you are her weakness, she cannot risk people possibly taking you from her or using you to get to her. Because that is a legit fear for her to have. So everywhere you go a underling accompanies you. Often the twins. Lynette and Lyney because they’re quite sociable and its easy for you to forget they’re your bodyguards. The children actually are very eager to accompany you because such trips are often like a day out with their mom. Its not uncommon you’ll treat them to lunch and or go shopping with them. This actually works as well because it helps you blend in easily amongst the crowd too. Sometimes you’ll bring one of the actual children with you as a fun activity to reward them for hard work. Often times you take them to get some toys or something special.

These trips are great as well, your motherly demeanor towards Lyney and Lynette often does scare away suitors but if it doesn’t Lyney is quick to intervene. And if the suitor gets aggressive from their rejection then its nothing they can’t handle. If the guards aren’t available then they could always just… kill them you know. Granted you often discourage that with the excuse of wanting to avoid legal troubles. But its a possibility.

Arlecchino herself hardly takes you to balls, she is fiercely loyal to you still, even refusing to dance with others for respect for you. This is both because the kids don’t like when you leave, and again: she doesn’t want you to become a target or too infamous because of her. She wants to keep you safe and protected.

As for gifts you can trust she won’t let you down there. She is a incredibly observant person. She knows the exact flavors, styles, items, and colors you would like. She studies your tastes diligently. It also helps she has dozens and dozens of little informants who also know your tastes. If she notices you seem overworked she books you a luxurious spa session. If she notices you’re a bit insecure them she’ll make it a point to hold you and kiss each curve and crevice of your skin. She knows you don’t have extravagant tastes but you do like things of quality and meaning. And her gifts do have meaning. If you like knitting then she’ll purchase a set of the most soft and vibrant wool. If you like reading then she’ll keep an eye on exclusive or high demand books to get you. if you’re a artist then you can guarantee you’ll never be short on paints and ever work will be framed and displayed proudly.

Also in terms of gifts you are utterly spoiled not just by your husbandwifey but your kids. They bring you trinkets and souvenirs from across the world. Often based on things that remind them of you.

Arlecchino however is a busy woman. As a harbinger she deals with stressful situations and stressful meetings. And as her new bride you do have the expectation of tending to her. My advice is to simply let her lay her head on your shoulder or lap. Embrace her gently and don’t ask for details. More often then not she cannot tell you what exactly has happened but it’s usually frustration from dealing with the other harbingers. Usually the males. You’ve heard her grievances and slander of each male at this point. If you really want to help her relax then just smile softly and nod along. Your compliance and obedience is a well needed relief to her. Then tell her good news of the kids, how their skills have improved, etc.

When you’re upset on the other hand, maybe shaken up from a failed kidnapping/assassination attempt you can bet she’ll come to you quickly. She’s wiling to ditch a meeting if she thinks its that severe. Before she gets to you however, you can bet the kids will also comfort you. Often holding you and fiercely protecting you. When she gets there they leave to give you two privacy and to stand outside to make sure no one comes by. Upon which she will hold you tighter than you’re used to her. Her nails almost digging into your skin as she breathes heavily. She waits till you’re collected to ask for details and assures you the perpetrator will not be spared or shown a slight of mercy. All those involved will be hunted down and eliminated. Until then she will personally keep you by her side. With a voice surprisingly shakey, a sound only you will hear and ONLY you: she proclaims her utter devotion to you. She proclaims that she loves you in a soft voice. This softness and weakness is a rare sight, its only done to comfort you and when she’s quite alarmed herself.

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catharusustulatus · 2 years

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Headcanon that Steve is a good cook but never uses the right tools. He taught himself to cook out of necessity and ended up loving it because it’s a mindless activity that also provides; he still gets a lot wrong. Here he is making Eddie and Wayne a full Thanksgiving dinner and he’s using an omelette spatula to scrape pumpkin pie filling out of the bowl. Even Eddie knows that’s wrong…but he can’t do anything but beam as he watches Steve, tongue out in concentration, humming a top 40 song, kitchen towel over his shoulder, making him and his uncle and three course meal.

#stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #st headcanons #I couldn’t get this out of my headddd #Steve is domestic as fuck #you can’t tell me Steve isn’t buying all the pumpkin and apple themed foods every fall #and baking up a storm #always bringing pumpkin bread to the wheelers house when everyone meets up in the basement #robin’s mom and Steve share banana bread recipes with each other they’re on a first name basis #like hey Connie you see condensed milk is on sale? he says to robin’s MOM #anyway just an idea

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aerahyasashi · 29 days

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Hi queen aerah! I'm a follower from quotev and i really love your works especially divine punishment 🩷🫶🏻 i was hoping to request something, if you accept ofcourse, if you do then could you please do a yandere suguru one?🥰

𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓?

“𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐌𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈'𝐕𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆.”

╰┈➤𝐒𝐘𝐏𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: Nanako and Mimiko asks you the reason as to why you’re wearing a blindfold, and what they found out chilled them to the bone, as they realized the truth about your blindness.

╰┈➤𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: Yandere stuff, Medical description of stuff, Manipulation, Drugging, Forced Blindness (Lmao)

╰┈➤𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: Yandere! Suguru Geto x Oblivious! Blind! Reader

╰┈➤𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: I do not support or approve of any of the behaviors and actions depicted in this story. The content is intended solely for entertainment purposes. Hearts and reblogs are greatly appreciated<3. Kinda mid ig? Not rlly satisfied abt this. I'll do the other reqs next once i get the motivation to write<3

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You softly hummed a tune while sitting on the plush mattress, feeling Nanako gently brush your hair. Mimiko was lounging on your lap as she stared at the ceiling.

“Your hair is so soft mama.. like silk”

Nanako said, admiration tinging in her voice at the softness of your hair, showering you with compliments as she held the right section in her hand and the left in her left hand, leaving the middle section loose.

Despite having no vision, you could feel her lips curling into a smile and it made a small smile to appear on your lip.

“Thank you, Nanako.” You said softly.

The bond between you, Nanako, and Mimiko had grown strong over time, as they were practically adopted by Suguru, your husband, and raised as his own. Despite Nanako and Mimiko’s bratty tendencies, they showed genuine kindness and affection towards you.

Nanako, in particular, often displayed a more bratty attitude, while Mimiko seemed content to follow her lead like her loyal minion. It was reminiscent of the classic dynamic between a popular girl and her devoted sidekick.

However, despite that, you loved them too, and treats them as your own daughters.

“Mama, can I ask you something?”

Nanako’s sudden inquiry cut through the air, her eyes searching for affirmation as she sucked in a deep breath and stole a fleeting glance at Mimiko. Without breaking eye contact with you, she searched your expression for any signs of discomfort, to know if you are comfortable with her asking you questions.

“Hm? Ofcourse,” You replied.

Curiosity danced in your mind as you could feel Nanako’s hesitant demeanor. Even without sight, the slight hastening of her heartbeat was a sign of her nerves. Sensory perception was your gift, something that helped you a lot, because you don’t really have a vision.

“Well...” Nanako trailed off, unsure of how to start.

“Don’t hesitate to ask, okay?”

You gently reached out, your fingers seeking hers, your lips parted when you felt the texture beneath your touch felt different—It wasn’t Nanako's hand you held, but Mimiko’s.

“...wait, your hands feels different.. wait no, these are mimiko’s”

The sudden awareness painted your cheeks with a blush of embarrassment, a mix of confusion and awkwardness mingling in your expression.

As the realization dawned on you, Nanako's suppressed laughter bubbled forth, a ghost of a smile gracing Mimiko's features. A reassuring squeeze of your hand conveyed understanding and acceptance. “It's okay,” Mimiko's silent gesture seemed to say.

Apologizing sheepishly for your mistake, you couldn't deny the lingering embarrassment. “I’m sorry,” you murmured, hoping to dissipate the awkwardness that hung between you.

“Didn’t see that, sorry girls.” You chuckled.

“Mama, stop with the blind jokes.” Nanako deadpanned, watching you rub the taut muscles on the back of your neck awkwardly.

“Right..”

“Um, right... What was it you were going to ask, Nanako?” You quickly shifted the conversation, eager to move past the momentary misstep.

“Well...”

Nanako hesitated for a moment before speaking, her voice barely above a whisper. She cleared her throat, her gaze fixed on you as her fingers gently ran through your hair.

“Why do you always wear a blindfold?”

The room fell silent, the weight of her question hanging in the air.

Confusion clouded your expression as you searched for the right words to respond. The idea of why you wear the blindfold had never crossed your mind, as it was just a part of your daily routine. After all, you were blind, and the blindfold didn't make much of a difference in your world of darkness. All you knew was that Suguru had made it clear that it should never be removed—and you had no desire to provoke him.

Nanako could sense your discomfort as she observed your tense body language. Worried that she may have touched a nerve, she inquired tentatively, “Are you okay mama? You seemed agitated...”

“Nanako...” Mimiko began, her own brows knitting in concern. “That’s quite a sensitive question, don't you think?” She spoke softly, trying to redirect the conversation.

Realizing her misstep, Nanako quickly shook her head and apologized, burying her face in the crook of your neck, her features partially obscured by your hair. “Ah.. I’m sorry mama! I didn’t realized that i was being insensitive...”

“It's okay,” you reassured her awkwardly, letting out a nervous chuckle as you cleared your throat.

“You’re not mad?” She asked, her voice soft and vulnerable as she pulled away from you, her eyes wide and pleading. Her puppy eyes looked up at you, brimming with an innocence that would have probably tugged at your heartstrings—only if you could see it.

“Hm..? ‘course not, don’t worry," you assured her, a gentle smile playing on your lips.

“‘S fine, really,” you said, your tone calm and reassuring.

“Ah.. right, about your previous question...Well, the reason I wear the blindfold is because Suguru told me to.”

“Huh..? Why would Geto-sama want you to wear a blindfold?”

Nanako’s perplexed tone cut through the air like a sharp blade, her confusion palpable. In her mind, she had painted Suguru as one who adored gazing into one’s eyes, the windows to one’s soul. But now, she couldn’t fathom the reasoning behind concealing them, especially when blindness couldn’t erase the existence of your eyes.

“I... Don’t know...” you trailed off as the room fell into an uneasy silence.

The silence was eventually shattered by Mimiko’s voice, breaking through the tension.

“Geto-sama says that you have the prettiest eyes that he has ever seen.” she chimed in, her gaze flitting between you and Nanako. A subtle shift in her posture saw her abandoning her spot on your lap, choosing instead to perch on the plush mattress.

“Huh? Geto-sama saw mama’s eyes?” Nanako asked, looking flabbergasted.

“Nanako, He’s her husband.” Mimiko reminded her twin sister.

“Right...”

“But then.. if he likes your eyes so much, why would he want you to hide them?” Mimiko’s words cut through the haze of confusion.

Your brows drew together, shoulders slightly slouching.

“I suppose that remains a mystery,” you finally replied, your voice laced with a tinge of curiosity and apprehension.

Mimiko and Nanako studied you curiously, wondering what your eyes truly looked like. Were they as beautiful as Suguru had described? However, they had never been permitted to remove your blindfold, and they weren’t the type to disobey Suguru. Despite their bratty tendencies, they were obedient.

But then, What secrets actually lay behind that blindfold? They were tempted to take a look, Yet, the girls remained restrained by their loyalty to Suguru, reluctance staining their disobedient thoughts.

“Perhaps he prefers it that way?” you mused, resting your head on your palms and propping your elbow on your thigh.

“I’m not really sure, if i’m gonna be honest.. he just likes it that way i guess.”

“I can’t even remember how I lost my vision too.”

You had no recollection of how you lost your sight, as your memories seemed to have vanished without a trace. All you knew was that Suguru was your husband, and he claimed that you had lost your memories due to your immune system attacking your eyes.

According to him, your immune system had somehow identified your eyes as a threat, leading to inflammation and damage that resulted in your blindness. He insisted that there was a scientific basis for this too, as the immune system would attack the eye once it recognized its existence.

And ofcourse, as the dumb little thing you are, you Believed him.

“Mama, are you okay?” Mimiko’s concerned voice breaks through the fog of your thoughts, drawing your attention.

You compose yourself, managing a smile.

“I’m fine,” you reassure her softly.

Nanako’s eyes are searching, her worry palpable. “Are you sure?” she presses gently.

You can’t help but be touched by their concern, feeling a warmth blossoming in your chest. Meeting their gazes, you offer another smile.

“I promise, my loves, I truly am okay,” you say, a hint of laughter in your voice as you reach out to embrace them both.

A surge of gratitude sweeps over you as you hold them close, basking in their presence.

“Having you two by my side and a husband who supports me tirelessly every day, I couldn’t ask for more,” you whisper.

“Life is tough, but atleast i have you all.”

Dumb little you was so oblivious and didn’t knew that suguru was the reason why your life was tough.

If only you had been aware that he was the mastermind behind all of this. He orchestrated the entire scheme that led to your memory loss and deceived you into believing he was your husband. It was also because of him that you lost your sight, although you were too dumb to realize it at the time.

Suguru was deeply enamored with you and the two of you were once in a romantic relationship. However, when you decided to break up with him, his feelings of love turned into obsession. He resorted to disturbing and dangerous tactics to make sure you stayed with him—Such as manipulating and drugging you, all in the name of his overwhelming love for you as he was unable to bear the thought of losing you.

It may have been your mistake to allow him into your life, however. Perhaps if you had declined Satoru’s invitation to hang out with him and Suguru, you would have never crossed paths with him. Maybe if you had refused to give Suguru your number or declined the love letters he presented, things would be different.

You wouldn’t be in this situation.

After embracing the girls tightly, you gently released them and affectionately patted their heads. Your expression brightened as you spoke,

“I’ll just show you how they look like to satisfy your curiosity, ‘kay?”

Nanako and Mimiko both eagerly nodded in agreement.

“I bet they’re really pretty just as Geto-Sama says!” Nanako says and Mimiko nods in agreement.

“.. Suguru shouldn’t mind, at least I hope not,” you muttered under your breath.

With a deliberate motion, you gently lifted the blindfold with a slender finger, allowing just a sliver of sight for Mimiko and Nanako to catch a glimpse of your eyes. The room grew eerily silent as the two girls eagerly leaned in, their gazes fixed upon your mysterious orbs.

However, what they beheld was beyond their wildest imaginations, shattering their preconceived notions. Their eyes widened in disbelief, their pupils constricting in shock as a chilling wave of fear washed over them. Their jaws slackened.

Your eyes were tightly sewn together by a thick black thread infused with cursed energy. The thread was so tightly wound, and your eyelids were merged together, giving the appearance of eyes belonging to a puppet with carefully stitched features.

That was when they realized that you weren’t actually blind.

Nanako’s throat constricted as a strangled gasp clawed at her lips, her heart hammering violently against her ribcage. Mimiko’s body tensed, a tremor coursing through her frame as her eyes widened in sheer horror.

Suguru’s presence seemed to loom unnoticed until that moment, as he loitered casually by the door, propped against the wall with a nonchalant air, his head cocked to one side, observing them with a detached interest.

He was just there the whole moment you three were talking, completely silent and just watching.

A shiver ran down the two girl’s spines as their gazes collided. Suguru’s lips curled up in a knowing smirk, his ice-cold eyes staring at them as he brought a finger to his own lips as he mouths something.

“Can you keep a secret?”

#jjk x reader #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen #yandere geto #yandere jjk #yandere suguru geto #yandere satoru gojo #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere gojo #what the fuck did i just wrote #dark themes #yandere jjk x reader #yandere jjk suguru geto #yandere suguru geto x reader #yandere geto suguru #yandere geto x reader #domestic violent relationships

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akicult · 1 year

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contains ; domesticity. bf!suguru. suggestive themes. modern / college au. geto wants you to be his housewife basically. just a short drabble. mostly fluff.

just thinking about college bf!suguru that didn’t realize he was a domestic person until he met you.

he’s still young, only in his third year at university and he’s still deciding on what his near future will look like. he’s had his fair share of girlfriends, and little hookups, and to be quite frank—he didn’t think he was done either.

how was he supposed to know the first night he met you, bent over his backseat, was about to be the start of the most serious relationship he’d ever have.

that night started the first of many, slowly realizing he was only asking to hookup just because he wanted to see you. how he’d send a pickup text, with a frown on his cheeks because he thought you were only in it for that reason.

and when he finally swallowed his stubbornness, he was met with the most amazing two years of his life, stuck with you by his side.

college bf!suguru who, until he met you, hardly even dreamt about a future where the love of his life would carry his child in her arms, kissing his cheek and brewing a cup of coffee for the two of them to share in the morning.

he didn’t even care to imagine what that future would be like, what the woman would look like. it didn’t feel achievable, or even desirable until he fell in love with you.

and it was a random realization, but looking back on it—it was building. slowly.

weeks and weeks spent of you just pampering him, praising him, for even the most average things. like, getting an amazing score on an exam, and all you had to do was say, “aw! good job, baby!” before he was putty in your fingertips.

his room is all messy, deep dark circles under his eyes. it was procrastination’s fault—his fingers hurt from typing on his computer all day thanks to waiting until hours before a huge essay was due.

you offered to leave his apartment, to give him the concentration he needs to get it finished, but he was ushering a “no, no stay,” because he honestly didn’t want you to leave. so you stayed, situating yourself in the other room, occasionally popping in to check up on him—and eventually lay on his bed after he insists you to.

it’s only when he finally finishes—8 hours later and it’s already nighttime. his shoulders are slouched, his back is stiff and he’s walking out of his room with his closed computer weighing by his side.

and you’re still there.

not only are you still there, but you’re washing his dishes.

hair clipped back, sweatshirt engulfing your body and sweats tightly tied around your waist. you’re humming along to some music that plays over a speaker—quiet but loud enough to know what song is playing.

you look so utterly homey.

so…domestic.

like you’ve settled into your personal home after a long day at work, just blissfully scrubbing away on glossy white dishes that were previously eaten on. your clothes acknowledge that you’re comfortable, uncaring of what he sees you in.

although it’s not just the fact that you’re dressed like that—it’s the fact that you’re cleaning his things.

cleaning a mess you didn’t even make, just out of the kindness in your heart that’s making geto’s throat close and his palms sweaty. he’s in absolute awe that he doesn’t realize you’ve noticed his presence until you’re turning to face him.

“oh! did you finish?” you ask, turning the water off and rushing towards him.

he’s blinking, nodding slowly. “yeah—just submitted it.”

“yay! ‘m so proud of you!” you grin, lacing your fingers behind the back of his neck and pulling him in for a chaste kiss like you always do—but it feels so much different this time.

like you’re congratulating him on a big promotion, tugging on his work tie and kissing him until he’s forgetting his own name.

he feels like his ring finger is so cold, and there’s a missing heavy weight that’s never even been there in the first place.

like he’s an idiot for not tying you down on the spot—wrapping vows and vows around the two of you until you’re barely mobile.

and he wants to be your doting husband for the rest of his life. he wants to walk through his front door every evening with an awaiting kiss to his cheek, and a home-cooked meal fresh in his senses.

he wants to go to sleep with you in his arms every night, mumbling sweet ‘i love you’’s after flickering off the bedside lamp.

and maybe, just maybe one day, he wants to hear the gentle pitter patter of two little feet charging down the hallway.

this is accidentally freud coded (emphasis on accidentally)

#: ̗̀➛ — drabbles <3 #i wrote this while i was IMPOSSIBLY high. like baked out of my mf mind.#i have writers block #suguru x reader #geto suguru x reader #i wanna be his little housewife so bad #geto x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jjk / college au #geto suguru x chubby reader #suguru geto x reader #tw: domestic themes & suggestive content #jjk x chubby!reader #geto drabble #geto suguru x you #suguru geto x you #btw i just want everyone who has been sending me requests; i’ve seen them and they’re in my drafts!!!#i love getting asks i’m just very busy and suffering w writers block rn. i promise they’ll be posted at some point!!

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acnologias-ass · 9 months

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The feel when u have a daughter 🌸

#yes im back on my domestic gajevy bullshit #i already made sth with this theme lol #do the communication lacrima from avatar arc function as smartphones?#idk but here they do #gajevy #gajeel redfox #levy mcgarden #shutora redfox #trouble twins #gajevy twins #one lol #fairy tail #doodles noodles

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pollyna · 6 months

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The most compromising position Ice and Mav were ever found is lying on the ground in Ice's office, a single pillow shared between them, while staring at the ceiling. All dressed minus their jacket and once, only once, Ice without shoes - that particular time he was wearing a Halloween themed pair of socks -, talking about nothing in particular and the last jet Mav saw flying or what type of food they should buy for dinner.

(And it's something, considering they had sex in at least a place on every naval base Ice had an office in.)

#tom iceman kazansky #pete maverick mitchell #icemav #domestic life #ice and his themed socks>>>>

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heimonas · 5 months

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do you ever think about how mizu is both the ronin and the onrio of the tale? about how she was sworn to revenge and death followed her footsteps but she was ready to trade it all for a life of domesticity and love when she found it? about how taking that life away, by betrayal no less, turned the wife into an onrio? about how it's an endless suicide? killing one part of yourself for the other to prevail because they can't co-exist? about how the main theme here is war or domesticity? war or love and companionship? death or civilisation?

#the blue eyes samurai has the same main theme with black sails. in the same way. and I can't cope with it.#I need Charle's speech on domesticity asap to add to this #blue eyed samurai #angelic.txt

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merlinfic · 2 years

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hi, i was wondering if you had any new domestic, established relationship merthur fics? preferably modern au, but i love any era

Hi anon! Enjoy!

Heaven

hold me closer

More of Those Nice Words

The One Where Merlin Draws on Arthur (And Arthur Loves It)

An Open Book

#other: asks #other: requests #relationship: established #theme: fluff #theme: domesticity #mod danielle

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willowser · 1 month

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HMMMMM bakugou being just. the absolute picture of sin.

he works overnight and comes home early in the morning, around 3 or 4 am or so, and you greet him and give him a kissy and ask how it all went. and even though it's still dark outside and he's been working for twelve hours—he's still coming off patrol, right ? so he's still got some energy left, and he eats something and takes a shower and winds down as you fall back to sleep.

and it's not until much later in the day that he wakes up, early afternoon, and you're kind of tiptoeing around so that he can get his much-needed rest. you slip into the closet of your bedroom for something and you think you're gonna get in and out without a sound, but his hearing is so attuned to just about anything and everything at this point.

so rough and raspy, he grunts out, "what're y'lookin' for?" and you whip around real fast and he's just—

half sitting up in bed, bare back leaning against the headboard. an arm behind his head, so that his bicep is tense and round and stone-solid. stretched like that, his obliques are more prominent, taut and rippling up the side of his ribcage. he must have gotten hot while passed out, as he usually does, because the comforter is all askew; one of his legs is bent, the fine hair a dark gold in the waning day; the other is hanging off the bed, lightly swinging as he watches you, and the blanket has come down enough that you can see the bulge of his thigh muscles beneath his stupid tiny black boxer briefs.

and he's just so. man. in every single way.

(his hair is flat on one side, too, and his eyes are still a little puffy from sleep—but you think that adds to it, all in all)

#i have to get this image out of my head you don't understand #please take this from me i'm PLAUGED by him #he's so WAAAAHHH #like. he's always handsome. always. at all times.#but sometimes he opens his big fat mouth enough that you forget just HOW handsome #and then suddenly he's sitting there looking so cozy in your bed and softly blinking at you while looking like THE MOST ENTICING GUY #ON THE PLANET #and you're like............................oh my god.............#please take this image from meeeeeee GET IT OUT I'M SICK #✿ theme: domestic bakugou #✿ thoughts: bakugou #i've been back less than twenty-four hours and already i've had so much to say LMAOO

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glitteringmoonlight · 1 year

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I was re-reading the Intrusion extra recently and I remembered just how much I loved the casual intimacy between wangxian, so I decided to make a list of my top 5 favourite wangxian moments from this extra in no particular order:

1. Lan Wangji leaving Young Master Qin to wait outside their room until Wei Wuxian woke up much later in the morning, and only after being “hugged and caressed” a lot by Lan Wangji (ft. poor Sizhui who had to first drag Lil’ Apple away from bamboo shoots and then lie to Young Master Qin that his senior was ill to explain why lwj and wwx weren’t to be interrupted)

2. Wei Wuxian wearing Lan Wangji’s clothes. Both the time he is stated to roll up the sleeves many times because they’re too long for him, and this:

[Lan Sizhui] wanted to tell him, Senior Wei, you accidentally wore HanGuang-Jun’s clothes again. But after some thought, he still swallowed the sentence.

After all, Wei WuXian wore the wrong clothes every couple of days. If he reminded Wei WuXian every single time, wouldn’t he die of fatigue?

And every time Senior Wei would wear it anyways because he thought it was too much trouble to change. Feeling that there was no point in reminding him anyways, Lan SiZhui decided he’d much rather pretend he saw nothing.

3. Lan Wangji hugging Wei Wuxian to comfort him when they’re discussing how Young Master Qin talks about servants and the conversation drifts to Wei Wuxian’s past (and Wei Wuxian hugging back, of course)

4. Wei Wuxian laughing so hard at the thought of Lan Wangji being a virgin that Lan Wangji has to wrap an arm around his shoulder to steady him (followed soon after by Lan Wangji pulling Wei Wuxian into his lap and Wei Wuxian complaining about how unfair it is that people misperceive the two of them)

5. Wei Wuxian eating the apple the fierce corpse brought over, claiming he’s “trying to save Hanguang-jun some money” and Lan Wangji taking it away and saying that would never be necessary

Honourable mention to how in-sync the two of them are whenever Wei Wuxian is about to start saying absolute bullshit to get Young Master Qin to tell them the truth and Lan Wangji shows no indication that he’s lying his ass off

#mdzs #mo dao zu shi #wangxian #them <333 #tbh all the moments from intrusion extra are amazing #domestic post canon wangxian ft sizhui my beloved <3 #the intrusion extra is very important to the themes in the novel #but it also gives this insight into what married life for wangxian is like #which makes it doubly amazing

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pigeonpeach · 3 months

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Spoil em’ Rotten!

Prompt: genshin lovers with a overly affectionate and sweet lover!

(Implied fem reader)

Slightly suggestive

Characters: Diluc, Jean, Navia, Shenhe, Arlecchino

Jean

Nothing gets the composed and orderly Jean as blushy as you! You come into her office with a mischievous little smile as she spots the bright red lipstick you’re wearing.

“Dear! While I enjoy your kisses I can’t just go around walking with lipstick on my face.” She chides you softly, gently blocking your face as you giggle mischievously.

“Just one kiss? One little kiss?” You pout, giving her the most sappy look as you whine pathetically on purpose. She chuckles lightly.

“I don’t know what brand you’re using but last time I scrub my face for hours to get it off!”

“That’s the point! I’m just showing my love for you~~~” you smile, pretending to give up and back off.

“Maybe when I’m not at work. My dear I love your kisses but its unprofessional for me to walk around with lipstick marks on my face.”

“Is it unbecoming to have a loving spouse? Would Barbados not call it cruel to deny your wife a kiss?” You sit on her lap, playing with her hair to distract her.

She turned her face to you. “Barbados isn’t helping me run this country now is he? What I’m asking is that you don’t wear such lipstick next tim-“ you quickly locked lips with her, pulling away to reveal the lipstick imprint perfectly on her lips. She pulls out a mirror to see the shade of lipstick now on her as you giggle. “You vixen, what am I going to do with you.”

“Love me until the day I die.” You proudly display the ring matching hers. She smiled, not able to be mad at your for long.

“I suppose I’ll have to. Or maybe…” she quickly peppered kisses onto your cheeks, covering you in marks as you squirmed and laughed.

“Okay okay okay! I’ll go with lipgloss next time!” You said as she practically covering your face in kisses. She pulled away, she noticed the lipstick on her lips having faded as she pulled you in for one more kiss to get some more on her lips. “Hey! No more! I’ve learnt my lesson you win you win!” You laugh.

“Hm? But I thought Barbados finds it cruel to deny your wife a kiss?” She smiled victoriously.

“You… ugh you know me too well!” You laugh.

Diluc

Diluc had tried to go take a bath without waking you up. He had dirtied himself too much to simply just join you in bed. But oh you knew when he came home. Sneaking into the bathroom to wrap your arms around him.

“Bed.” You mumbled.

“I have to clean myself first.” He said simply. His hand resting on yours as he enjoyed your embrace.

“Can’t sleep well without you… cold.. scary.. hard…” you mumbled into his shoulder.

“You seemed more than asleep when I came home.”

“I was waiting for you.” Your voice muffled, as you gently bit his collar. He withdrew his hand as he dried to clean himself off quickly.

“You should go back to bed. I’ll join you shortly.” He said.

“No. Want to be with yoooou~” you rubbed your face against his back. “So warm… so soft…” you noticed a fresh scar on his back. You placed a gentle kiss upon it making him shudder.

“Oh my love, what would I do without you.” He started to get up. Making you pout as you sat on the ground looking up at him. He wrapped himself in his robe and squeezed his hair dry, his mind on autopilot as he continued on, drying his body, brushing his hair, tying it up. Upon realizing you hadn’t said anything he looked back to see you had dozed off. He smiled, picking you up and carrying you to bed.

Immediately you leant on his chest, smiling. “Warm… soft.. and cozy…” you mumbled. But as he laid you in bed he noticed you seemed unwilling to let go of him now. Sighing, he laid down with you in his arms, gradually falling asleep with you on his chest.

Shenhe

“Is this necessary?” She asked. You nodded.

“Yes. Please don’t eat these flowers! These ones are poisonous and are meant for decorative and symbolic purposes.” You explained handing her the most beautiful bouquet.

“A shame, I was getting hungry looking at them.” She said. You pulled out a second bouquet made of mints and sweet flowers, a more palatable option. She seemed happy upon seeing it.

“That’s not all! I’ve prepared, chocolates, a dinner reservation, and: this!” You handed her a most adorable teddy bear plushie. It held a plush flower, a light blue. “Oh right, and this!” Shenhe felt a bit overwhelmed as she noticed all the gifts you had prepared. She slightly wondered if she had forgotten something.

“Is… there some occasion I’ve forgotten? Our anniversary is in summer, your birthday isn’t today…” She contemplated it while you realized.

“Oh.. i never told you about valentines day. Today is Valentine’s Day.”

“Who is this Valentine?” She asked. You chuckled, feeling stupid. Of course she didn’t know about that, the Adepti must not celebrate such things.

“Well its day dedicated to romance and lovers. Lovers give gifts to each other. Often plushies or jewelry, or flowers.” You explained. “I should’ve told you about that I’m sorry.”

“No its fine… hmm.. I must find something for you then.” She paused to think once more.

“Its alright, I won’t be mad if you can’t come up with something. You can make it up to me next year.” You smiled. But your smile only furthered her determination. In your hands she placed the very hairpin she wore in her hair.

“This.. this hairpin is my favorite. Until I find a more suitable gift, it is yours.” She looked at you with determination and promise.

“Its really not that necessary.. this was from Cloud Retainer.. I couldn’t possibly..” she however pushed it gently back into your hands. You sighed knowing she wouldn’t back down. “Alright. You don’t need to stress out over this though.”

“Nonsense. As you said, today is a day of love, and I must prove myself worth of your affection.”

As you two went back and fourth Cloud Retainer had enough time to pick out one of her finest hairpins and wrap it up. Proceeding to sneakily place it by Shenhe. Shenhe noticed and picked it up.

“Oh. This one must suit you better.”

You opened the beautiful box to see the most ornate hair pin. It resembled a feath like Shenhe’s but it was oh so vibrant and beautiful. Reminding you of flowers and spring. It suited you well. You smiled hugging her. “I love it. Thank you.”

Navia

“You really went above and beyond this time! A home cooked meal, desserts, ooh you even made macroons! This truly is s most pleasant surprise!” Navia smiled looking upon the table.

“Indeed. Whatever you can’t finish you can give to your guards or friends, I know you don’t like left overs, but I wanted to show my love for you!” You smiled. See this truth was is that you two while very much in love, but you two are secretly competitive! You both strive to spoil each other rotten and pamper the other. Thus you wanted to ambush her!

“Well its unfortunate you made all this. I actually just brought home your favorite cake, and also this lovely bow I spotted at Chirori’s shop today! It just reminded me so much of your eyes! There was one that looked like mine too! So we have can matching bows resembling each other!” She smiled.

“Oh you didn’t have to do that! I also found your favorite necklace while I was cleaning your jewelry box! Rest assured everything is neatly stored and now dust free.” You smiled.

Navia’s guards eyed the feast, waiting so desperately for you two to wrap this up so she’d let them have some of the meal you prepared! Clearly their boss couldn’t finish it all! The glazed fish, the fresh bread rolls. But her eyes were on you.

“Really? Well then I must simply do the same for you. Since our jewelry gets mixed up and your old box was falling apart, I got you a new one! Its coming in the mail soon!”

“Well i-“

“Excuse me boss but I’m afraid the foods going to get cold if you keep arguing!” One blurted out. The other glared at him.

“Oh you are right. Well then I suppose I win this match.” She said, claiming her victory kiss. “Let us enjoy our gifts. We can finish our match in the bed.” She whispered the last part in your ear as you smiled.

“You’ll be ontop?”

“If you’ll let me~”

Arlecchino

“My love.. what is this?” She said as you brought in a tray of delightful food for her. All while in the most tempting of nightgowns.

“Your meeting ran late and I noticed you were never served Dinner, so I wanted to help. I put the kids to bed already.” You sat across from her setting the plate down. “I hope its still warm. I waited until he was gone.. your conversation didn’t seem to.. happy.”

“Yes.. Tartaglia is quite the burden these days. He’s so bored with his vacation that he’s decided to bother me to spar him.” She scoffs. “I appreciate your efforts dear. I’m sorry it ran past our designated dinner time.”

“Its fine. I’ve already eaten so just chow down.” You said.

She enjoyed the soup you had prepared. It was still warm thankfully, but her mind was more in you. That nightgown of yours just evoked the most sinful of imagery and thoughts.

“Are you feeling better now?” You asked as she finished it. She nodded.

“Yes, although I still feel a bit hungry.” She wiped her lips with the napkin as her eyes landed on you with a most lustful glint. You blushed realizing her intentions.

“O-oh! Well.. I’ll.. let you… have some more if that’s what you would like.” You moved to her lap, her lips curling in amusement. Your chest in her face.

“You’re such a dutiful mother, a loving bride. I must simply repay you my love~” she licked her lips.

#genshin imagines #genshin x y/n #genshin impact #domestic fluff #diluc x you #jean gunnhildr x reader #wlw #diluc x y/n #navia x you #navia x reader #shenhe x reader #shenhe x you #arlechinno genshin #arlecchino x y/n #arlecchino content #arlecchino x reader #arlecchino x you #suggestive themes

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