#when I read “new technique” I was like omg WAIT

[quill-and-quiver]

𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: house of the dragon | aemond targaryen x fem!reader 𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: After years of pining after Prince Aemond Targaryen, he finally allows you to meet his prized possession—his dragon. 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜:  i don’t think any. this one’s mild - others won’t be lol | if u noticed anything i missed, pls let me know 𝚆𝙲: 2.7k — 11 min read time .·:*¨༺➻𝙰/𝙽: hi omg! my first post on a shiny new blog (◕‿◕✿) i know i’m like wayy late to the game with aemond but the new trailer coming out kicked my ass into gear. this is pre-s1e10 so we're pretending that aemond does, in fact, have control of vhagar 💀 also what i learned from this fic? aemond calls u pet. i don’t make the rules sorryyy. ALSO ALSO - requests are open - pls send some! 🤍 mills

✧❦༺ 𝖗𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙 |.☽.| 𝖒𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙 |.☽.| 𝖙𝖆𝖌𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙 ༻❦✧

As he lies asleep, his head resting on the leather cover of a large tome, you study the features of his face. Your eyes trace the delicate curve of his nose, the sharpness of his Cupid’s bow, his angular jawline. Entranced by him, you may not have even noticed when he stirs if it isn't for the soft hum that slips from his lips. As Aemond lifts his head, you quickly turn back to the open book in front of you.

For the last three months, you have spent an unbearable amount of time with him. He’s recently fixated on the history and technique of dragon riding, and you’ve been helping him with his research. And for the last ten years, you have spent an unbearable amount of time gazing at him from a distance, waiting for him to really notice you.

While you relish the time you spend together in private, you tire of it. The truth is that you’re itching to make a show of your friendship. Publicly. Unfortunately, you doubt Aemond will be so understanding. You’ve spent many late nights together in the library or the study. You’ve even fallen asleep more than once in his private chambers, though not wrapped in his warm arms as you might wish. Especially recently, you’ve begun to waste the nights away talking, commiserating, and comforting one another.

But in the light of the day, under the watchful eye of society, everything is so different. Though you wait for his call during the day, it never seems to come. At times you wonder if Aemond is keeping away from you on purpose. When you cannot avoid one another, he pays you no mind as if you were a simple servant and nothing more. You’ve grown closer over the past months, but he still holds back. He is a man with many secrets, and you don’t appreciate being one of them.

As he groans and stretches, you exert every morsel of self-control to avoid glancing at him, even though you know that the muscles in his neck are likely pulled taut.

“What happened?” he mutters, his voice low and rasped.

“You fell asleep,” you reply as you pretend to be immersed in your book.

“For how long?”

“No idea. I was busy and enjoying the rare silence.”

A lie. You know it’s been at least a couple of hours. The truth is that you couldn’t have woken him up, even if you wanted to. Seeing him rest… You’ve never gotten the chance to before; you’ve always fallen asleep first. But he looked so content, peaceful, young. You’ve never seen him so relaxed, and you couldn’t be the one to destroy it.

“Surely the silence pales in comparison to the charming sound of my voice, does it not?” he says.

You can’t resist the temptation to lift your eyes, and you’re glad you do. You catch him just as the corners of his mouth curve upward into his signature smirk. Even in the dim light of the library, you admire the way his cheeks wrinkle when he smiles.

“Perhaps the way it sounds in your head. To the rest of us out here, it’s rather nasally, actually.”

You offer a grin of your own. He chuckles, leaning back in his seat. He drapes an arm lazily across the the chair. His silver hair is ever so slightly mussed from his nap. As you try not to imagine what it would feel like to run your fingers through it, the light catches on something at his throat. Your eyes flick down to the dragon-shaped hooks on his leather tunic.

“Ah, I found something for you,” you say, searching around the desk. You slide a dusty, red book toward him. “It’s a record documenting the pedigree of several Old Valyrian dragons. I checked and, unfortunately, Vhagar is not among them. The book is old, outdated. Still, I thought you might find it interesting.”

He hums in approval, running his long fingers over the spine of the book. You drag your eyes away from him, busying yourself by trying to find where you’d left off reading.

“I’d like you to meet Vhagar," he says.

Your head snaps back up, your eyes widening.

“What?”

“I want you to meet my dragon.” His unwavering stare tells you that he’s absolutely serious. “You’ve never seen a dragon before, have you? In the flesh, I mean.”

“Well…yes, I suppose I have seen them at a distance but not up close.”

“Good,” he responds, that horribly charming smirk returning. “Then it’ll be educational for you.”

“No, I…” you trail off, unable to come up with an excuse more convincing than ‘I don’t want to.’

“Why? Are you afraid, pet?”

All of the excuses you’ve whipped up in your mind suddenly evaporate. That stupid word that always makes your knees weak. Apparently, you’ve made it obvious that he can have anything he wants when he calls you by that one sweet name.

“Is it not reasonable to be weary of an ancient beast?" you counter. “Dragons are fickle creatures, no matter how much training they’ve had. And that’s not to mention the sheer size alone of Vhagar. I can hardly even imagine.”

“So you do fear her then. Or is it that you do not trust me to protect you should something go awry.”

His eyebrows furrow and head tilts inquisitively. You sigh and shake your head.

“I do trust you, Aemond. It’s just…as I said, dragons are fickle, unpredictable, wild.”

“I can assure you that I have full control over Vhagar.” He pushes the chair behind him and stands before stepping closer. His hand moves to the table, and he leans over your shoulder. His silver hair drops over his frame, nearly brushing against the bare skin of your forearm. In a low, deep voice he says, “I bonded with her, claimed her, rode her with no training. The largest dragon in the known world obeys me and me only.”

Your cheeks heat as his breath ghosts over your neck. His words drip with honey, and you imagine what it would be like to hear those words said of you.

You heave a deep breath and toss him a warning glare before putting a strip of parchment in the book and snapping it closed. You sneak a glance at the clock in the corner of the room and gasp when you realize the time of night. Before you can protest any more, Aemond holds out his hand, his open palm beckoning you forward.

“Come.”

Evidently his persuasion doesn’t just work on Vhagar because at the single command, you too obey him.

He pulls you into one of the Red Keep’s secret passages, tugging you along through an unfamiliar maze of shadowed halls and steps. You follow blindly, realizing just how much you’ve allowed yourself to trust him. And wondering if it’s a good idea. What feels like an eternity later, you step outside into the chilled night air. A quick glance around allowed you to guess at where you are, and you’re proved correct as you eye the massive stone structure before you. The Dragonpit.

You’ve never been inside. You’ve never needed to until now. And you’re in absolute awe of the entire place, craning your neck to take in as much as you can. Once inside the main hall, Aemond gestures for you to wait as he retreats into the shadows.

You aren’t quite sure what to expect. You envision dragons as harsh, violent beings, but Aemond talks about them as though they’re household pets. Trying to imagine Vhagar like a common dog is impossible. Though you’re doing your best to focus on the beautiful craftsmanship of the building, you keep noticing alarming features like ash-stained walls, talon marks slashed through stone, crumbling marble columns.

“Ready?”

Aemond’s voice startles you to a jump. Your head whips to the side to find that he’s snuck up behind you and is standing less than a foot away. He smirks again as you nervously chuckle and nod. When he angles his gaze toward one of the archways, you follow it.

“Māzigon, Vhagar,” Aemond says firmly. He’d used one of the few High Valyrian words you know the meaning of. [come]

You gulp as the lumbering giant moves into the firelight, her massive wings swaying from side to side with each step. Although there is plenty to take in, your eyes immediately latch onto the giant rows of sharp teeth. Vhagar snarls as she prowls forward. An acrid, foul smelling burst of hot air surrounds you - her breath. As the dragon stalks toward you, you can feel your body instinctively shrinking back. You inch closer and closer to Aemond. The beast comes to a pause before you, its nostrils flared.

“Y/N,” Aemond announces, lifting his chin proudly. “May I present the largest dragon in the world. My dragon.”

“She’s…lovely,” you quickly respond. You really hate the way Vhagar’s orange eyes are trained unwaveringly on you.

“Would you like to touch her?”

There he goes again, talking as if he had just presented you with a standard house cat, no larger than a small child. You glance over at Aemond, tilting your head.

“D-do they like to be pet? I hadn’t really thought of them that way.”

“Like it, not so much. But she’ll tolerate it,” he leans closer, offering a sinister crooked smile, “if I command her to.”

A tingle ricochets down your spine. You’re sure he’s just poking fun and, after all, he's talking about Vhagar. But you cannot deny that you, again, pretend you’re the one he’s playing with. You shake yourself out of your head and shrug.

“Alright then. How do you suggest I do this?”

“Lift your hand, flat palm, facing her. I’ll have her come to you. Oh, and try not to move, pet.”

You nod and take a deep breath before extending your arm as far as it will go and positioning your hand as instructed. Aemond steps forward in front of you, waving Vhagar forward.

“Māzigon, Vhagar,” Aemond repeats.

With a huff of hot air and a low growl, Vhagar begins to walk forward. It takes most of your willpower not to shy away. Aemond turns, standing to the side of you and Vhagar as the dragon inches closer and closer to your outstretched arm. She pauses just a few inches from your fingers. You freeze, unsure how to proceed. After a few moments of awkward silence, Aemond speaks.

“You can touch her now,” he teases. “She won’t come closer, you’ll have to meet her halfway.”

“I…right,” you mutter but remain still.

Aemond chuckles, circling around to stand behind you. Once again, he leans closer to you, his voice sounding sweet in your ear as he says, “I told you before, there’s no need to fear her. I have complete control. She won’t harm you.”

You know he’s probably right, but you still can’t bring yourself to move a muscle. You will every fiber of your being to obey you, to reach forward and touch the thing in front of you. But you can’t. More silent moments pass.

Suddenly, you feel the warmth of Aemond’s broad hand as it flattens on the small of your back. You arch your spine in response, startled yet electrified by his gentle touch. His other hand moves to wrap around your forearm, and his body molds around the outside of yours. With careful movements, he pushes your arm forward. Vhagar jerks, tossing her head with a growl. Aemond stops abruptly.

“Manda, Vhagar,” he says quietly. “Manda.” [gentle]

Vhagar huffs but lowers her head just enough for Aemond to guide your stretched palm onto her forehead. You release a breath, smiling despite yourself.

The feeling of her scales is strange - not how you expected. She is smooth and hot, like the ceramic surface of a warm teacup. You giggle, feeling almost giddy at the fact that you’re petting a real dragon as if it were a pup. You marvel at her, running your fingers over her broad head.

“She’s very important to you, isn’t she?” you ask, the thought escaping your lips before you really have the chance to stop it.

A few moments of silence pass before he replies, “Yes. She was…”

His voice fades but you nudge him with your shoulder.

“She was what?”

He heaves a sigh.

“A way to prove myself. To show everyone that I'm not to be passed over simply because I am the second son.”

You nod, your fingers still trailing over Vhagar’s scales.

“While I cannot understand the feeling, I can imagine how difficult it must be,” you reply. “Particularly when your older brother is someone like Aegon, who avoids his responsibilities like a sickness. When you are the one training, studying. It cannot be easy. But she is a very fine dragon, indeed. One you’ve earned. Thank you.”

“For what?”

“For trusting me. For sharing her with me.”

You’re still so fascinated by the texture of her scales and blurred by the sound of your nervous heart pounding in your ears that it takes you a moment to realize Aemond’s palm sliding up your arm to cover your own hand. Your smile fades.

He’s never touched you before. Not like this - not so…intentionally, sweetly. You turn your head back to glance up at him and are surprised to find him staring down at you. His parted lips and furrowed eyebrows make your knees feel weak. His hand slips onto your wrist, pulling your touch away from Vhagar. He guides you to face him and wraps his free hand around your other wrist. You don’t resist as your gaze drops down to his lips and then returns to his eyes.

“Qrīdrughagon.” [leave, away]

He doesn’t even bother to look at Vhagar as he speaks the command. With his hands secured firmly around your wrists, he gazes down at you. His thumb brushes along your skin, almost in time with your rapid heartbeat. You dare to look into his stormy eye once again, doing your best to seem enticing but not desperate. Though, by the gods do you feel it.

“I knew you would understand, pet. You’ve always seemed to understand me. No one else ever tries like you.”

He lifts a hand, brushing his knuckles across your cheekbone. Your eyes close in contentment at the sensation of his touch on your skin. When his finger hooks under your chin, you raise your face willingly. Aemond guides you toward him, your noses touching. Your hand slides onto his chest, a fist curling around the leather fabric of his tunic. His breath is hot and fast on your mouth. You release an involuntary gasp.

And then his lips crash onto you, slipping in between yours. When your mouths separate, he wastes no time coming back to you. He angles his head to reach you better as his grip slips from your face to curve around your waist. His other hand, still encircling your wrist, pulls your hand toward his chest and holds it tightly against his heart. His lips move expertly on yours. He pushes against you, and you meet his energy to deepen the kiss. You can feel his grasp tightening, his fingers clutching the material of the fabric on your back. The pressure sends your back into an arch and presses your chest flush against his. He begins to drag his fistfull of your clothes upward. You separate, breathless. But your fingers grip at his tunic, refusing to let him move any further away. He chuckles breathily and moves to attach his lips to yours again. A loud snort from Vhagar startles you, and you jerk back from one another.

“Oh…” you muse and chuckle quietly.

“I should take her back,” he says, breathlessly.

You smooth your hair as Aemond glares at Vhagar. He releases you but not before lifting your hand, curled tightly around his, to his lips and pressing a chaste kiss to your fingers. He steps away to take care of his dragon. With his back to you, he glances over his shoulder. His chest still rises and falls heavily as his eyes flick up and down your frame, the ghost of a wicked smile playing on his lips.

“Troublesome girls, the both of you,” he says teasingly.

When you return to your private chamber the next morning after breakfast, you find a small, stuffed dragon with greenish-blue bronze scales and a handwritten note, which reads:

𝒯𝑜 𝓂𝓎 𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓏𝑒𝒹 𝓅𝑒𝓉. 𝐹𝑜𝓇 𝓉𝓇𝓊𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓂𝑒. 𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓁𝑒𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓂𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊.

— 𝒜.

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[lightlycareless]

Omg the toji threesome fic is just...wtf there's no other worlds to describe it it's wtf in a good way omg what if she gets pregnant? What if it's not naoya's?! WHAT WILL TOJI FJCKING SAY?! GET RID OF IT?! GIVE BIRTH AND GIVE IT TO ME?! WHAT WILL NAOYA DO?! OMGGGGG PLEASE MAKE A FIC ABOUT THE AFTERMATH AHHHH!!!!! if you want baby no pressure <3

Hello! :>

I don't know if you saw my sneak peak, but I ended up writing a sequel to this heheh I'm so glad you liked it!!

Ngl, I wasn't planning on writing more of it, but then I saw this ask and... you know, I just had to do it to 'em.

Anyways I won't say anything more; except for the warnings: mentions of infidelity. mentions of smut (the word cunt is used) angst I believe. it's sad at the end, or I try to make it sad lol. Mentions of pregnancy. Also, I am no expert relating to pregnancy matters so take it with a grain of salt and lots of plot convenience 😅.

Happy reading!!

sequel to this.

Toji’s not to disclose if you or Naoya came back for a repeat of that night’s succession, though he will admit your pregnancy was not surprising.

It’s not like he could run away from it either, for as soon as news graced the elders’ ears, it’s all the estate spoke of.

From enthusiasm to welcome the next generation of Zen’in sorcerers, to the ever-growing hope of recovering their prized cursed technique, which has been absent for hundreds of years…

Expectations for this child were at an all-time high.

But to you and Naoya, all you could care about was the blessing this baby represented.

A family.

The pinnacle of all their yearnings, the fruits of their never-ending efforts finally appearing as the positive pregnancy test you took one morning after feeling particularly nauseous…

Or Toji’s, perhaps.

Toji initially didn’t think much of the “shocking” announcement. Not even after his behavior that night—they were just heat of the moment things, nothing that he meant nor really cared about, simply said to get a rise out of Naoya; and oh, was his reaction satisfying.

In other words, he really, genuinely, couldn’t care less about what the wimpy heir and his ditzy wife were to face from that point forward.

But when their behavior towards him, the engaging conversations, invitations to drink tea, amongst other activities, drastically ceased, to the point of them turning on their heel and going the opposite way when bumping into him…

It didn’t take long for the pieces to fall into place, and when the puzzle was complete, Toji could only laugh.

It’s like an open secret, albeit solely for those involved.

The baby inside you wasn’t Naoya’s.

It was Toji’s.

And this filled him with morbid fascination no other high had been able to provide.

To know that the baby everyone was praising as the future of the Zen’in, a promising sorcerer, as expected of the heir, was the ultimate irony, the exact anti-thesis of all they once declared of Toji.

He was very tempted to let everyone know.

Proudly announce the truth to the world, screaming to the top of his lungs that that baby isn’t Naoya’s, it’s mine.

The scandal this revelation would bring was nothing short of earth-shattering, and more likely than not, the elders wouldn’t even know where to start from. Although your infidelity could be a good reference.

Followed by the fact that no matter how much they try to get rid of him, he’ll always find a way to haunt them—like a ghost shackled to the estate walls, Toji would always remain in the back of their minds, unsettling them whenever they did as much as breathe.

Although for this to work, he’d have to wait until the child was born, officiated as son of Naoya, before he could do any true damage.

To see the kind of face the Zen’in would make upon finding out the truth… is one that makes his prolonged stay all but worthwhile.

As well as knowing your reaction towards the whole ordeal—if you’ve even been able to sleep knowing well that your life was on the line by carrying such a frightening secret in your womb.

Considering the way you frequently sought him out during those lonely nights where your husband would be away for long periods of time, this probably didn’t perturb you as much. After all, what did you expect after receiving his seed as constantly as you did? That nothing would happen? No consequences to be suffered?

You were many things, but he never thought you as delusional.

Or perhaps, you were hoping for this. To have his child. He’d come to believe so after the tight way your cunt squeezed him.

Well, that would only make him the delusional one.

Either way, he suspects that while your secret might’ve prickled the back of your mind from time to time, it didn’t bother you as much as he hoped—not with the way your staff coddled your every move, how the clan would gift you expensive items to celebrate the future head of the clan, per tradition, or how happy you appeared to be with your growing bump, gently caressing it and beaming while confessing oh how much you longed to finally hold your baby.

It irked him.

To see that even through this deceit, you were still blissful.

It was undeserving. Wrong.

At least to the man who has been sentenced to nothing but pain and disgrace since the moment he was born, that’s how it was.

Because it was impossible for him to grasp the innocence of others—To accept that some were just simply… with better luck. Free to live as they desired, and without having to pay for the prejudice of others.

Toji, now more than ever, felt that he was being used. Plucked from his misery, toyed with, and discarded once dried out of his benefits.

Thus, his motivation to ruin your and Naoya’s happiness became as palpable as ever—hastily making his way towards you once catching you by one of the many gardens, intending to remind you of the power he had, how easily it would be for him to plant the seed of doubt amongst the staff, let it flourish up to the elders, and ruin your and Naoya’s life forever.

Unless your anguished face was to stop him.

It was abrupt, happening in less than a second, yet enough for him to understand it wasn’t because you were upset by some redundant folly, but rather, of pain.

With one of your hands rushing up to your stomach while the other to your back, it was as if the weight of your baby had suddenly become too much to handle; you’d then anxiously looked for a chance to sit down, frowning when realizing the only option was the strenuous engawa in front of you…

Before freezing, face quickly void of any color, when seeing Toji abruptly standing by your side, with mysterious intentions you were not interested in finding out.

“Toji, you— You breathe as you do your best to walk away from him, just for him to keep up with you. “You shouldn’t be here.”

“Gee, that’s the thanks I get for getting you pregnant?” he sneers. “Never thought you to be as prejudiced as the rest—”

“What—what is wrong with you?!” you condemned, snatching your arm from his grasp. “How dare you?! Don’t you ever say something like ever aga—ah!”

“Y/N.” Toji’s eyes widen when he sees you lean forward, wrapping your arms around your stomach as you hiss and cuss, while tightly closing your eyes in what he recognizes strenuous pain. “What is happening?! Are you—”

No.

Could it be? And so soon?!

”Are you having the baby??”

“What? N—No—!” you whimper, squeezing tears out of the corners of your eyes. “It’s just—it’s just this pain that comes and goes sometimes—I—I need to sit down—”

Toji doesn’t hesitate to help you onto the engawa by firmly, yet gently, holding your arms and lowering you down to the wooden floor. You didn’t plan on accepting his help at first, but when a sharp pain reminds you that you couldn’t really pick and choose in this situation, you end up agreeing.

Once seated, Toji concludes this was much better off in the hands of a staff member, or even a doctor if he could somehow manage to do that, so he quickly stands up and turns towards the hallways—but the moment you see him take as little as a step away from you, your hands fly to grab his sleeve, stopping him on his tracks before looking up to him with the most pitiable look on your face.

“Stay.” You breathe, swallowing. “Please.”

And whether because of your pleading, teary eyes, or because it had been so long since he’d basked in your warm company, Toji obliges, soon taking the spot besides you as your hand now securely gripped his, with such an unprecedented force that has him both amused and concerned by your pain, while offering whatever little comfort he could with his touch.

It’s in these quiet yet tense moments that he finally gets to see the certainty of your situation.

While you expected to happily enjoy your future life as a mother, relish on the compliments of those around you, the praises of your in-laws, and the company and support of your husband…

Reality had been nothing short of deviant from your dreams—starting from the high risk your pregnancy was labeled as…

To the haunting consequences of your past actions.

“Are you sure this is normal?” Toji asks, seeing that your pain was not subsiding. “I think you need help—”

“No shit, Toji!” you gasp, he raises an eyebrow. “I mean—I’m sorry.”

“No need to apologize, princess. It’s nothing I’m not used to already.”

“… is that—is that supposed to make me feel better?”

“No. Not really.” He snickers, a smile that’s quickly wiped off his mouth when hearing you hiss. “But I’ve seen it work with others, so why not give it a shot?”

“I’m not—I’m not going to do that.” You huffed. “I—I wouldn’t do that to you.”

“But you’d ignore me?”

“If you’re here to scold me, this is not the right time.” You hiss again, feeling a sharp pain attack your lower back, making you press your lips and whine.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to do something? Bring you something to drink—or… something?”

“Yes, but—but it’s not like you can help me anyways.”  You confess, he frowns.

“What? Why? How hard is it to get something for you to take?” he scoffs.

“They don’t want me to—they say—they say it might hurt the baby.”

Toji blinks.

“And so, what? They’re just going to leave you to suffer?”

You don’t respond.

He sighs. Toji should’ve known better.

“Where does it hurt?”

“My—my back and stomach” you breathe, another sharp bolt of pain on those places precisely, making you hold his hand even tighter, once again, he’s surprised someone like you could even dent his skin. “And no matter what I do—nothing helps! Not even that stupid warm bath, or the massages Junko-san told me to do—”

The desperation for failed solutions after failed solutions is clear in your voice, a consistency that effectively shows your growing frustration at being reminded again and again that not even when carrying the future of the Zen’in, are you respected as a person.

It’s always the needs of others first, the beliefs of the rest—only this time around it was your baby, although through the twisted words of your in-laws.

“I’m so, so tired of feeling exhausted, I just want to—”

“Let me try.” Toji interrupts, offering a solution that initially catches you by surprise, a part of your mind urging you to decline and get away as far as possible, the dangers his closeness could give are far bigger than you’re willing to put up with—

Yet, another part of you is telling you to allow him, if only for a moment, to help you.

To enjoy his company, something you’ve been unjustifiably deprived of.

Something you should’ve had now more than ever due to your pregnancy, but for many painful reasons, you didn’t.

But just because you wanted it, does it mean you should?

…

…

…

It wouldn’t be the first time you succumbed to these desires.

Thus, the decision is made when freeing his hand and gesturing to him to proceed with a nod. Toji then places his hands over your shoulders, firmly pressing his fingertips against them before beginning to ease the tensions and stresses away from your body through circular motions.

Had you known of Toji’s talent, you would’ve asked for massages more than anything else from him—for the way he carefully worked over your knots, starting from your neck and shoulders, down to your spine and to your lower back… it was simply amazing.

And for a moment, it’s like you’ve forgotten the strained relationship you had with him in favor of wondering where he even learned to do something like that.

“Oh my god—” you sigh, shoulders relaxing as Toji continues to massage you. “This is so much better…”

“Well, know you can always count on me to make you feel better, right?” He teases, your satisfaction dwindles for a moment with a frown. “It’s just a joke.”

“It’s not the time for jokes.” You respond. “but at least my back doesn’t hurt anymore….”

“That’s the reason why you’re so tense— it’s because you can’t take a joke.” Toji adds, as if he were finding out how much he could push it before you snapped. So much for his concern… or perhaps it was his way to lighten up your mood?

“Yeah, how horrible of me—it’s not like I’m carrying a baby.” You chided, and once again, his arrogance is smacked out of him.

After a moment of silence and brief repentance, Toji speaks.

“How did Naoya take it?”

“…I don’t want to talk about that.”

It went bad. If not horrible.

Naoya was excited at first, over the moon to know that he was finally to be a father after all their attempts.

But when doubts began to plague his mind, eventually leading to the DNA test… his absence was the clear indication of his feelings.

However,  if his reaction hurt you and your marriage so badly, then why did you keep the—

“I always wanted a family.” You say, succumbing to one of the many questions you rightfully assumed Toji to have. “From the moment I married, no, even before that, I knew that’s what I wanted in life. To have a little girl, or boy, that I could endlessly dote and spoil on… And once I got with Naoya, realizing he too shared my dream, I literally felt it was only a matter of weeks before we’d have our own family.

But, when we began to try, and try, and try… what I once felt just by my fingertips was slowly transforming into an impossible dream.

People say that these things happen unexpectedly, just when you need them the most.

… and I wanted to give them the benefit of the doubt. Remain hopeful and believe that the gods had other plans for me in the meantime. But… the two of us knew it. There was something wrong, and we didn’t know what—

Or more like we didn’t want to know.

Naoya couldn’t even consider himself as the possible cause. And I… I also didn’t want to believe I was the obstacle between me and my dreams.

And then, you came along.

I guess it’s the weight of our actions that eventually made Naoya… hesitant for the baby.

We always knew that it was yours, it’s just that maybe… maybe we hoped it wasn’t. We so desperately wanted to believe the baby was his, ours, and not fruit of something we perhaps should’ve never done.”

Feeling both confused and slightly angered, Toji scowls.

“I can understand one thing—I was used. Fine, whatever. Nothing new. But the rest? If it was such a big issue your marriage, then why did you keep the baby? Surely Naoya considered getting an aborti—”

“Because I wanted to keep the baby.” You confess. “I was growing so desperate and lonely—to be married and yet be as isolated as I’ve never felt before, what was I supposed to do?! In a house full of people… do you even know how that feels?!”

“Like you wouldn’t imagine.”

Your eyes widen, and soon, a crushing wave of regret inundates your mind.

“I’m sorry.” You murmur, Toji sighs. “I didn’t mean to.”

“You’re just stressed.” He concludes. “Pregnancy stuff, I guess.”

“…I want my husband, here, with me.” You quietly admit. “I don’t want him to work anymore, spend days and weeks far away. But instead, he’s out there, angry with me and the baby…”

“He’ll come around.” Toji doesn’t know why he said that, only that he had to. You frown.

“How do you even know that? How do you know he won’t divorce me—or worse, cheat on me?”

“Do you hear yourself?” he scoffs, partially holding back his laughter. “Do you actually believe he’d be capable of cheating on you?”

A woman as special as you?

“Everyone else did at one point.” You remind him, he rolls his eyes. “Well, what else am I supposed to think after his absence?! He doesn’t even love me anymore for all I care!”

“That’s stupid.”

“Maybe for you it is.” You cry, tears begin to pool in your eyes. “It’s just a matter of time before he files for divorce and leaves me for someone else! Someone that can give him children of his own! Oh, I should’ve never allowed—"

“Naoya isn’t going to divorce you because I’ve seen how he treats you.” Toji interrupts, hurt by your blatant disregard of him, and yet, something about seeing you so distressed like this, heartbroken, makes him want to console you even more. “He could’ve divorced you the moment he saw the results, but he didn’t. Have you thought about that?”

“Perhaps he’s waiting for the right moment to humiliate me before his family—”

“Naoya loves you.” Toji says, and the words hurt him more than he anticipated. But… why? “I’ve known the kid since he was born—I’ve seen how he treats the people he doesn’t care about. And you’re nothing like that, not even close. So no, he won’t humiliate you.”

“And what makes you think that?”

Toji goes silent.

He’s acting as if he doesn’t know why he’s out here insisting so much on comforting you. And honestly? It made sense, for just a few hours ago he couldn’t care less any for a woman that played with two men and now had to pay the consequences—

But the truth wasn’t as cryptic as he liked to believe. All that he needed to do was dive a little deeper into his own thoughts and he’d soon find out why, as clear as day, he was fighting so hard to make you feel better.

And it all started the moment he accepted one crucial detail:

You were the mother of his child, his firstborn, and so… it unknowingly evoked a sense of protection towards you, deep underneath the layers of his disbelief and mockery…

Or more like further developed.

Since the first night the two spent together without Naoya, or perhaps even before, there was something brewing inside him, slowly, but surely. The first foundations of the feelings that would only flourish the night he had you alone, completely for himself.

In those moments of solitude, Toji liked to imagine that you were his wife; accompanying him underneath the covers, seeking his embrace, his touch, while telling him of your tedious day and how you so desperately looked forward to seeing him again—

And not Naoya.

The possibility of coming home to a warm bed, with a wife that treated him like an actual person, not a stain in the long history of the clan, contrary to the cold, empty room he has been condemned to since birth… is something he didn’t know he wanted, until you stumbled onto his path.

To be able to seek your figure whenever walking across the estate, hoping to catch you just around the corner, gossiping with your ladies about whatever it is that you liked to talk about with them, before you notice him by the corner of your eyes, lifting your gaze and seeing the lovely way your eyes would brighten at his presence—

A wide smile adorning your face, cheeks quickly turning red as you shyly dismiss your staff in favor of receiving him. Running to him to tightly embrace him, subsequently standing on your tip toes to land a kiss on his lips before murmuring the sweetest welcome home and tending to him.

And eventually… getting to hear your moving cries upon learning you’re expecting a baby. After many weeks of trying, both their efforts are finally met with the most beautiful reward life could give, letting your imagination run wild with all the things you wanted to do as a future mother—and yet, you’d still find a way to reassure him that he’d be a good dad.

That the disgrace of the Zen’in, the wretched man no one deemed respectable, less capable of harboring love, was still capable of being a good father. A caring husband.

…

But this was nothing but a silly desire of his, a response to the horrible things he’s endured.

…Perhaps if things had been different, had he been born as literally anyone else but himself… or maybe even met you under different circumstances, his life would’ve been completely different.

One with you, hopefully.

“Toji!” you suddenly gasp, startling him and concernedly looking at you.

“What is it now?” he frowns.

“The baby.” You say, which does nothing to ease his worries. “It’s—”

“It’s what? What’s happening??”

“The baby is kicking.” You reveal, swiftly taking his hand and placing it over your round stomach and onto the area you feel their kicks to be. “I can’t—I can’t believe it, look!”

“What do you mean they’re—”

Toji’s eyes widen.

A kick.

And another. And another one.

You weren’t lying, the baby was kicking.

And unbeknownst to him, this was their first time doing it too.

“Can you feel that?” you say, and all past worries were now replaced with excitement and overwhelming happiness for this special moment. “The baby is finally kicking!”

“I… can.” He demurs, trying his best to comprehend what was happening just beneath his palm, before noting the peculiarity of your sentence. “What do you mean finally?”

“It’s the first time he does it.” You reveal. “It’s supposed to happen around this time, but I didn’t know when, of course. I guess… now’s the day.”

“That means…”

Naoya didn’t get the privilege of feeling the baby’s first kicks.

No.

Not any baby.

His baby.

And now that this truth settled in his mind, it quickly became the sweetest moment he had ever experienced in his life. Something he wishes to preserve for all eternity…

Just after dealing with the enormous sense of guilt and shame settling in his heart.

For how could he ever consider bestowing the same fate as his to this innocent child, just to get a rise of the family that wronged him? Towards someone whom he hasn’t even met… simply because he couldn’t deal with his own emotions?

Just when did he turn so despicable? Embracing the kind of malice as his clan?

He should be ashamed to even be beside you.

“It’s a boy.” You say, abruptly cutting through his thoughts.

“Huh?”

“The baby—it’s a boy.” You repeat. “We’re having a boy.”

Toji doesn’t know why, nor thought it possible, but the news somehow makes him feel even happier.

“A boy.” He repeats. “A son.”

“We haven’t decided a name yet” you confess. “I was thinking something in honor of Naoya, continue the tradition like him and his father.”

“Why not something for you?” Toji suggests instead; his concern might be disguised in favor of your emotions (and partially, he was) but it was mainly the distaste of having Naoya’s, or technically Noabito’s, name anywhere near him.

But he wasn’t going to tell you that, obviously.

“After the way he’s acting, you deserve that much.”

You press your lips together before lightly chuckling, finding some truth behind his words.

“I guess so… but then, which name?” you ponder, frowning as you go deep into thought, yet nothing seems to arise for the occasion, certainly not when you’ve done nothing but consider names with the same kanji as your husband whenever touching the subject.

Thinking you needed more time to consider, or perhaps needing to admit there was nothing else you wanted but honor your husband, you accept defeat with a sigh.

“I don’t know, Toji. Maybe I should just name him after Nao—”

“Megumi.”

“What?”

“Megumi. Blessing.” Toji explains. “I thought it’d be fitting with what you told me.”

“That’s… very straight forward.” You say after a few seconds of quiet consideration, “Unusual, since it’s mostly used as a girl’s name, and I don’t know if the elders would approve—”

“Look, if it’s that much of a problem you don’t have to use—” Never one to happily accept rejection, Toji quickly feels both embarrassed and frustrated by you, which he does not hesitate to let you know.

Only to be surprised yet again.

“But also, very sweet.” You smile, briefly looking up to him before glancing back to your stomach and onto your hand resting on top of his.

He blinks, perplexed by your sudden admittance—and such, all he can do is stare at you while you keep pouring your heart out.

“Even with the things I had to endure to have him here… he’s still my blessing, and I wouldn’t want him any other way.”

At your declaration, Toji is pushed down onto another turmoil of emotions.

It shouldn’t be that hard to conclude this is something he should isolate himself from.

Remember that he isn’t part of this marriage, no matter if he had permission of the other two involved, or how much he tries to convince himself—Understand that his blood means nothing, both inside and outside the clan, and that’s how it’ll always be.

But when your hand gently squeezes his for a moment, thumbs caressing his knuckles as you let him know your pains are slowly disappearing and how grateful you are for his help—all his worries are quickly discarded, allowing him to once again imagine live out this faux reality a bit longer.  

A happiness that comes from the notion of being your husband, simply enjoying a quiet afternoon, the refreshing spring breeze, while sitting by the engawa, in front of your favorite garden, trying to make up for all the time he spent away from you.

Time Toji knew he should’ve spent either way by trying to get close to you, see your growth firsthand, check on you from time to time, assist whenever possible— instead of plotting a stupid plan to ensure your and the baby’s downfall.

He reproached himself for having fallen for such an arrogant trap, and convinced himself this was the way to go.

Yet, he didn’t allow that thought to interfere much with the present. He shouldn’t either way—not with the lovely bumps of his son’s kicking against his hand, almost as if he recognized it was his father finally acknowledging him…

And certainly not with your warmth reminding him of what could’ve been.

A moment he’ll preserve in his memories for the rest of his days, because while relishing in your company, he had already made up his mind.

One that fitted with the idea that all good things must come to an end.

Especially those that are simply not meant to be, less for someone as disgraceful as him.

It hurt him to come to this conclusion. To acknowledge what his mind, and existenceconstantly reminded him about.

But he knew he had to do it.

From that point forward, he’ll do everything in his power to keep away from you.

Toji would no longer watch you from afar, nor ask for your whereabouts, whether directly or indirectly.

He’ll simply limit himself to hearing of your wellbeing, or how your relationship began to flourish yet again, through rumors of the staff, if he was ever around the estate to acknowledge them.

He was right when he said Naoya would come along, you know? He might be wrong in some things, or most, but when it comes to judging other’s character, Toji never misses.

It was nothing but obvious that Naoya loved you very much, after all, if he no longer wanted to know anything from you, you wouldn’t have lasted as long as you did.

Naoya kept you at the estate, fed, warm, tended for, because he loved you—to the point of going against his own clan to provide you with the much-needed assistance you required for your oscillating pains.

With such gestures, it shouldn’t come to him as a surprise that you also loved Naoya very much.

And yet, it hurt him to realize such a thing.

But who was he trying to fool?

At the end, he had always knew he had no place in that marriage. No matter how much he tried to convince himself that the reason you kept returning to him was because you wanted something more from him—it was never the truth to begin with:

Your mind was always in Naoya’s wellbeing, and in his love.

He was ultimately a step towards your goals. Whether for pleasure, or for something deeper, it didn’t matter—they all went to the same target.

So, when he hears from the gossiping staff that you’ve named your child Megumi, he doesn’t get his hope ups anymore.

Instead, Toji simply takes it as what it is: a way to thank him for the blessing he’s given you, honor him one last time, before cutting ties with him forever.

Because the moment anyone catches wind of his relationship to your son… everything will collapse, and that is something he is no longer willing to allow.

Thus, he stays away. Keeps his distance from you and Naoya as both continue to tend for their growing family, giving Megumi things he had only dreamed of getting:

A warm, cozy bed to sleep in, where he’d be able to dream about all kinds of things he’d like to do when the following day arrives.

A roof over his head, guarding him from the cold pours of the rain, or the burning rays of the sun, as he watches the world go by.

Food to fill his stomach, every day, whenever and whatever he wanted, ensuring his healthy growth or an occasional craving.

A set future that would reassure him of any misgivings, permitting him to fail and not worry if he’ll have anyone to back him up, or start from zero.

But most importantly—

Love.

To remind him that no matter what happens, whatever he does or doesn’t do, he’ll always have a family to support him just the way he is.

…

…

…

Yeah.

It’s clear to him now.

It had always been better this way.

In other words, Toji disappears from your and Naoya's life to ensure your safety. Woaaah. I hope I was able to convey that kind of sad redemption (?)

Also, I was debating whether to actually name the baby Megumi or not, since it's a whole other character—but then I thought, why not? and thus this happened.

I guess we get to the conclusion that if there's one person that's most deprived (and in need) of love, it would be Toji. We all saw how he got after mamaguro died... so I think him doing an 180 to protect the mother of his child and son is 100% accurate and sad omg. jesus, how different from the Toji I portrayed in the previous oneshot.

Anyways, I hope it was to your liking :3 Thank you for sending in this ask, I really enjoyed writing it!

Take care, and hope to see you soon ❤️❤️

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[danyvhell-writes]

vere hcs? preferably for a sub reader but it's fine either way!! thx a lot :P

General Vere headcanons (Touchstarved)

GN reader - no warnings | Thanks for the ask <333 Took me more time than I planned but here it is ! (Sorry for the wait lil anon, I was quite busy this month :') Writing about him was so fun, he's just so malicious and silly ?? Hope you'll like it hehe >:)

• Anything becomes a reason to tease you ! A little smile you gave him ? A blush ? Stammering even just a bit ? He will tease you to death if he can.

• He sees everything. Think you can hide something from him ? Ah, how naive of you. If something bothers you he will know, don't try to put on a mask. "Oh someone seems upset hm..." "No I'm not !" "I just said someone, why do you think you were targeted MC ? Care to explain yourself ?" he says with his devious little smile. You don't even need to speak, he reads you like an open book :').

• Not one to talk about his feelings openly but definitely makes you know when he appreciates your company ! It might be by taking you to private operas, going to fancy teahouse, gifting you little paintings he did, inviting you for shopping and more...

• Want to know how he truly feels ? Pay attention to his ears. They tell a lot more than he does, depending on how they twitch, their angle and much more... reading him becomes way easier.

• Would 100% write you letters. Casual letters where he just writes about his life, spicy letters where he describes in various ways how he would devour you... Whenever he needs to express something, he writes to you and doesn't even expect an answer ! You'll open your enveloppe and see "I can't believe Vanessa, this absolute rotten bitch, stole my silver ring ! Can you believe it MC ? I should rip her finger off with the ring and keep it so she remembers her wrong..."

• If he can get any reaction from you, it's a win. Loves to see how you'll respond to his flirty proposition, especially if you get flustered 👀

• You know this type of people who hit furnitures/stuff when they laugh ? Well Vere does it but with his tail, tell a funny joke and you can be sure you'll get hit (gently...or not) with it !

• Would be thrilled to analyze your sketchbook if you're an artist. Trying to hide it from him ? Not an option, you will show him everything ! I just know he'll sneak it to look through every pages, taking notes of striking elements and how your artstyle translates with different techniques.

→ Drawing sessions with him omg ! At first he'd joke about needing a live model and why not try nude modeling but at the end you guys end up super concentrated in your respective art piece. Definitely wouldn't mind becoming your muse tho...

↑ Adding into this but, he'd leave little notes and cute doodles when you're not looking. You just open your sketchbook and see next to your recent stuff "The lines are timid I know you can do better ;)"or "I was there..." or even "Draw me next time ! I'll be the best piece."

• The both of you together can easily become absolute menace to society. The cheer chaos you can cause is too much for this city ! If Kuras ever finds out about your malicious plans, he'll be disappointed.

• Will let you brush his hair and tail if you're good enough. "Mess with my hair and you know what awaits you !" Please convince him to try new hairstyles, make him even prettier than he already is >:)

• As much as he is an expensive fox, he'll enjoy homemade gifts. He won't show it too much but he keeps everything you've made for him at his place. Bonus point if it's decorative pieces ! (The thought of you taking time to put effort into something for him makes him smile more than he can admit).

• This man likes to cook so don't hesitate giving him recipes you like. Not sure he'll succeed preparing them but the effort is always well put ! If you're good in a kitchen, he'll find an excuse to cook/bake with you.

• Enjoys showing you around the city, especially secret places. He doesn't just share his secret spots with anyone so you can feel privileged !

→ Talking about spots he likes, he will take you to his favourite restaurants. You'd expect fancy, luxurious place but no ! Most of them are little family business owned by the same people since decades. The food is straight up heavenly and you let him know. "I've been around this city long enough to know the best places ! You shouldn't be surprised."

• Grows really protective of you. Of course he knows you can defend yourself, but if anyone dares to hurt you, they'll have to face lethal consequences. Anyone threatening you "Do you want me to break their kneecaps ? I can also hit their sciatic nerve if you wish ! Or maybe-" "Vere no."

• If you enjoy some good gossip, you're gonna be fed just right with this guy ! We know he knows everything, he's the ears of the city. Juicy drama to shocking revelation, he's got every type of story in stock ! All you gotta do is ask and the conversation will last for hours.

• If you're in his presence, forget about personal space. Your space is his now ! His body will always be in contact with yours, even if it's not noticeable at first.

• Makeover ? Yes. You will be his personal doll. If he has to test outfits, color combinations or other stuff you'll be his subject ! He'll try a lot of different clothes on you until you look like the hottest person alive (after him). Dressing you up is one of his favourite activities and of course you guys would wear matching outfits. You two are just ✨fashion✨.

• Don't know why but I feel like he would love playing board/card games, especially if they involve money ! Think you can win against him ? Nope no chance, bluffing is too easy for him and he's an absolute beast (pun intended). Just picture him playing 'loup-garou' (The werewolves of miller's hollow in english I think ? My french ass can't remember), I know he'd kill it !

• Has a very distinctive laugh. You could hear him from miles away and recognize him instantly ! Also it's kinda infectious, if he starts bursting out laughing, you'll easily follow into it.

• This man growls. Like literally. It doesn't happen a lot but whenever he does it always surprises you.

• This is him :

#touchstarved game #vere #touchstarved vere #touchstarved #vere x reader #gn reader #vere touchstarved #headcanons #touchstarved headcanons #touchstarved demo #red spring studios #asks #answered asks #this fox sure is foxy... #I want to engage in complete chaos with him like fr #evil fox evil #my hcs

[admirxation]

˗ˏˋ admirxation's weekly fic recs ´ˎ˗

!! dark content ahead, material in this post is intended for 18+ viewers, please read the warnings the authors have provided you and continue with your own discretion !!

(3rd week) 19th May '24: I love these weekly fic recs. They're amazing as bookmarks, and I get so warm and happy inside when I see the authors I have tagged happy I recommended them. Once again, here are some more fics, and I am open to people commenting down some recommendations in the comments *mwah mwah*

note: after this week these recommendations will be longer, I've been occupied with exams so my recs aren't as long as I would want them and Tuesday I have my last exam so in summer I will be hella active (hopefully). love y'all (also if I have decided to keep these fics from tumblr, as on my ao3 profile I have a bookmarks thing on my profile so you can see those recommendations on there if you're interested, link in pinned post).

Resident Evil Recommendations

The Devil is Real (part one) [NSFW] [DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT] {las plagas!Leon Kennedy x fem!reader} ~ readers troubled brother disappeared two years ago until reader receives a letter saying he is in Spain, joining Los Illuminados.

this was written by @/gigabyte-flare // oh look another recommendation for the lovely pixel, we’re not shocked because it’s obvious how much i love their writing, like their writing style is so good like not even capping bruh. this is a darker series so please read the warnings they have provided and if it makes you uncomfortable then don’t read it, simple as, her work is appropriately tagged (like all authors i recommend). I love plagas content, and this is such a unique concept, i’ve been craving some more plagas stuff and honestly this is hitting the spot, i can’t wait for more parts, i await patiently when the author has the time and energy to post the second part BECAUSE IN THIS CORNER OF MY BLOG WE DO NOT RUSH PEOPLE. anyways much love, i can’t wait

stepdad chris redfield [NSFW] [DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT] {stepdad!Chris Redfield x fem!reader} ~ step dad punishes reader who shows herself to the internet

this was written by @/angelstargel // i’ve recommended so much leon content and ugh im so glad to have some new chris content cuz he fr underrated in the tumblr fanfic world, i wish there was more content for him (i say when ive left my wips for him in the dust cuz of no motivation lmao). this fic was so hot but also sad i felt rlly bad for chris at the start regarding the readers mother, but later on the scenes were written so well, one of my fav fic writers and one of my fav moots that i rlly need to engage more with but im socially awkward lmao. great fic for the chris lovers !

Hey, you’re playing with my delirium [NSFW] {boy band au!Leon Kennedy x sasaeng!obsessive fan!fem!reader} ~ reader is obsessed with Leon who is part of a boy band.

This was written by @/abadtzmaru // I genuinely can’t stop thinking about Leon in a boy band after this fic haha, this fic did a really god job of describing unhealthy obsession, I loved the writing style and how it emphasised the readers loneliness and clinging onto somebody, well more like the idea of somebody to help them cope and make them have a outlit of happiness. The readers obsessive love for Leon was so relatable lmao but the extent they love was soo soo well written, loads of the fics I recommend honestly make the English lit student come out of me like fuck the books I write essays on I wanna write essays on the language techniques within these recommended fics lmao.

Dad bod Chris Redfield [NSFW] {Chris Redfield x fem!reader} ~ you’re extra needy for your boyfriend to come back home.

this was written by @/dollfacefantasy // OMG I LOVE CHRIS CONTENT SO MUCH I WISH THERE WAS MORE HEHE. I love dad bods, idea of a chubby Chris makes me fr blush. I love the established relationship type of oneshots, domestic characters with their partner are my favourite type of fics, they just have a special place in my heart and this fic has become one of my fav domestic fics but also Chris oneshots. I loved the writing style of how much the reader missed them, it’s so cute, the nsfw works are *chefs kiss* perfection, but I rlly liked the layered bits of their relationship as well.

Buckle Up and Enjoy the Ride [NSFW] {dominant!Leon Kennedy x fem!reader} ~ There are many things Leon uses his belt for, some of which involve the reader.

this was written by @/porcelainseashore // I read this just before I was going to post this weekly fic rec and AHHHHH I'm so glad it came up on my feed before I was going to post this because it was so good. I didn't know I was so into the idea of Leon using a belt until now (defo inspiring me for some fics hehe), also the dirty talk in this fic was *chefs kiss*, this gurl is soooo good, also another one of my fav mooties that I rlly need to talk to more but social awkwardness is a dick to me.

Jujutsu Kaisen Recommendations

to-be ex-husband part two [NSFW] {Satoru Gojo x fem!reader} ~ readers ex boyfriend claims to not be a playboy anymore but she finds it difficult to trust him.

this was written by @/arminsumi // i recommended the first part in my first weekly recs and when i was going to reread it i was S H O O K that it had a second part and omfg i rlly hope the author has the time and energy for a third part cuz i need it so much, i will be waiting patiently for it. i love the dynamic of the reader wanting to be with gojo and enjoying being with him but also being realistic in understanding how much he hurt her in the past. AND OMG SUGURU. suguru entered the chat fr. i was squealing when i read what happened between suguru and reader AHHH. this was too good oh my god

‘It’s a match: Last Friday Night’ [NSFW] {Satoru Gojo x fem!reader} ~ matching with best friend on tinder.

This was written by @/screampied // I love the dynamic of friends having a thing for one another, it’s one of my guilty pleasures, ugh when gojo called the reader hot when she dressed up for the date ugh I was blushing so much. This piece has some very hot nsfw moments but it was also a fun oneshot, I did giggle at the mention of a kfc profile and the ending with geto, it was a really fun experience. I love also this persons user sm haha.

Toji mocking your moans while you ride him [NSFW] {Toji Fushiguro x fem!reader} ~ the title basically.

This was written by @/screampied // as I said before I do put the / before the username because I do repeat certain authors, I have my favs which I like to bookmark and wouldn’t wanna spam them. Ugh I love this blog for their jjk content sm, also their theme is so gorgeous im so jealous. But they write toji so well!!!!!! I love the idea of being teased, and ugh when the reader said she needed him and he was like you don’t need it and he mimicked the way she moaned I AM ON THE FLOOR ROLLING AND NEED TO BE CAGED OMFG. Feeding my Toji addiction fr.

The boy next door [NSFW] [DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT] Choso Kamo x fem!reader} ~ reader is oblivious to his feelings.

This was written by @/bratbby333 // ughhhh this blog always cooks omg. I’m new to the choso girlies club and ooooo this fic rlly fueled my membership into the club THIS WAS SO HOT. I actually rlly love fics with friends having feelings for one another, as seen in a gojo recommendation on this weekly rec. nom nom nom thank you for feeding me some pervy choso being in love with me heheheh.

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[andypantsx3]

andie, you have absolutely mastered the formula for the perfect comfort fic. i literally come back and read and read again almost all of your fics all the time. they never feel rushed and i love that you tend to wrap them up very happily because i'm just not built for sad endings. i would read a 10 million word fic if you wrote it but i love that your fics feel like tv mini-series. i seriously feel like you write the perfect length fics.

it's so clear that you've put a lot of love and hard work into your writing and i love seeing how you've progressed when i read your older fics and then read your new fics. i so so appreciate your hard work and the fact that you are more than generous enough to share it with random strangers on the internet like me! i really admire the work you put into making your fics inclusive for everyone.

the way you've managed to have me consistently reading and reblogging fics for bnha is amazing because i have GENUINELY never seen the show and i literally don't watch anime, but you've made me absolutely adore these characters. you and your writing prowess are immensely powerful. if you ever decide to write and publish an original story, i will be one of the first in line for sure.

on top of all this, you are so kind and welcoming and respectful to everyone who sends asks and messages, even they aren't being respectful to you. you just seem like one of the nicest people ever.

i hope you're doing well and i can't wait to read whatever you post next! have a great day/night! <3

(p.s. the way you write shouto, especially in fingerprints, makes me want to gnaw on him like princess the kitten does. he's absolutely perfect.)

(p.p.s. god this is so long i'm so sorry ajdskjlsk)

Ahhhh omg this is giving me big time zoomies!!! Thank you so much, you are literally an angel!! 😭

I wish I could write longer fics but I have the memory and recall of a goldfish and cannot for the life of me work in C & D plots lmfao. Although someday I am determined to master them!! In the meantime though I am so happy my fics are still satisfying. 🥺 A TV miniseries!! That description makes me feel so good about them.

And thank you for being so kind and patient about everything!! It really has been a learning process in terms of technique (and then also learning to decenter my white ass lmfao) but I am all warm and fuzzy with the thought of you sitting with me through it all!!

I can't believe you haven't seen BNHA though lmfao! I am so beyond honored you read my stuff despite that. But now I wanna sit you down and marathon it with you lmfao, the characters are so unbelievably good--Shouto is so perfectly gnawable even without my help, I assure you!!!

Omg omg but this ask made literally my entire week, thank you so much. You are so kind and so sweet and you made me so happy. I will be thinking about this like constantly and smiling like an idiot, probably on the train where people will think I am disturbed. So thank you for that lmfao.

Sending big love your way!!! ❤️✨

#ask andie

[chihirolovebot]

just finished your last sleep awake chapter. going feral. i swear you're one of the best authors out there. you singlehandedly reignited my love for fanfiction that i haven't felt since i was twelve, i forgot how exciting it is to wait for a new chapter of a fic you like. and when it actually updates. omg. my whole day is literally made, i can sleep (haha) peacefully tn.

on another note, if it isn't too bothersome, i was actually wondering if you have any tricks to writing in general. your writing is just so good and consistent ugh i'm jealous /pos

and lastly (sorry for being annoying), i'm actually begging you on my hands and knees to listen to the good lie by warhaus. this song and kokichi w mc are inseparable in my brain. i might be the only one but. it's just so good. please.

this is SUCH a fucking compliment im absolutely spiralling . i get you about waiting for a fic to update, its such a unique feeling . its frustrating but exciting and when it actually happens u just go !!!!!!

as for advice !! im going to link a couple of asks i have had before about it below :)

on planning

on pace

on dialogue

but some more advice i sjsut . read as much as you can and absorb techniques and phrases and new ways of structuring sentences from ur favourites books and fics. my writing is an amalgamation of every author i've ever liked and a lot of the time when im hitting a writers block i just take a break , go read some of a book and it refreshes me a lot because it reminds you of all the other ways you can write rather than the one way you're trying to.

THE SONG !!! oh my god this is so so incredibly real . ffirst of all i love this dudes voice but thats beside the point. the lyrics are SO spot on for ouma im looking and inspecting so so closely. thank u very much for the recommendation i actually Really enjoyed this song.

#dear venus. #🏚.sleep awake

[tawus]

Hey Tawus :) I hope you're doing okay and staying safe <3 I have a couple of questions for you, if you don't mind

What are your thoughts on unsealed Gojo? A lot of people have pointed out that he is dressed exactly like Toji and even has the same dead look in his eyes in that one panel but nobody seems to think too much of it. Do you think it has any significance?

Do you ship anyone from JJK? Or not necessarily ship in a romantic way, just really like the dynamic between two characters?

Would you write fics about other JJK characters Toji? Maybe when season 2 drops?

Would you consider making a short post here on Tumblr about your Gojo headcanons? You know, just listing them with bullet points, collecting them in one place. I really like your interpretation of Gojo's character and it genuinely feels like you have him & his quirks figured out. (Tbh if you said you knew this man personally, I would fully believe you lol) So yeah, I think many of us would enjoy reading your headcanons

Hello my dear! Thank you for sending this, it’s been ages since you did 😔 I’m going through some shit these days hence the delay (and hence also no new written content from me for about 2 months now, yikes). But asks like these are a good pick-me-up, so thank you again 🥰

⚠️ JJK manga spoilers below the cut ⚠️

1. Tbh I’ve been annoyed by Gojo’s apparent “Tojification”. It seemed to me like Gege picked the easiest outfit to draw and went with it. Since the beginning I’ve viewed Toji as one of the underdog characters of JJK which are used more like props for the plot, rather than given sufficient spotlight and respect. Not to mention, those who read the manga will know how things ended with Toji, so excuse me if I feel extra protective of him. Which is why Gojo’s Tojification – especially when he still has a huge and serious reckoning to do with Megumi in regards to what he did to his father, deserved or undeserved – has been irking me. The tiny panel in ch 224 where annoyed Toji goes “What a copycat” indicates that Gege is doing this stuff intentionally, but I still don’t think it’s anything more than a gag. If it is, I’m curious to see what it is.

2. Now that you mentioned it, I actually don’t have any ships in JJK wow! But what Yuuji and Megumi have is special. Reminds me a bit of Luffy and Zoro: that same absolute unspoken trust and having each other’s back at all times. Plus, Zoro also has a harder, inaccessible personality, whereas Luffy is goofy and optimistic – for sure reminds of the two JJK boys.

3. Omg you a Toji fan too, HELL YEAH! I have 2 Toji fic ideas: one is a one-shot, another is a longfic. I really want to see Toji animated first, as you suggested, since I want to capture his mannerisms, his voice, his cadence, his emotions, everything about him as perfectly as possible! I can’t wait to see him on-screen 🤩

Other characters I’m captivated by are Yuuta (tho not a huge fan of his cursed technique being Copy...), Sukuna and Kashimo (oh btw, I'm 99.9% sure Kashimo is inspired by OPM's Garou...).

4. This is a super anticlimactic answer but could you please narrow it down for me, i.e. you would like Gojo headcanons regarding what sphere? I only ask because I work well with specification, if I know which direction I’m going I’ll produce my best work. And also thank you very much!!! ❤️❤️❤️ Insanely happy to hear my rendition of Gojo sounds right to you! No higher praise for fanfiction 😘

#ask tawus #jjk #toji #gojo satoru #tawus #jjk manga spoilers #jjk manga #jjk spoilers

[gothamcityhistory]

Detective Comics #28

Cover:

Great cover art!! I love it a lot. I love how the layout is almost meme-like. Also there's no Bat-man this time but that okay since it was still starting out.

Issue Credits:

Cover by: Fred Guardineer

Story by: Bill Finger

Art by: Bob Kane

Review:

Yeah I recommend this Bat-Man story!! it's fun and silly and only six pages!! It's about The Bat-Man stopping thieves by employing a weird technique.

Story Summary:

There are jewel thieves running amok so The Bat-Man, being the world's greatest detective, interrogates a police informer about who's behind them and whats their next move. The Bat-Man then uses this information to sneak up on them, beat them up and frame himself as part of the thieves. The newspapers pick this story up and frame The Bat-Man as part of the thieves. This causes the leader of the thieves to feel more bold as now the police will be looking for The Bat-Man and not them. The following night the thieves are at work and The Bat-Man captures them and leaves, taunting the police while doing so. The Bat-Man then makes his way into the thieves' leaders office and forces him into giving a written confession. The Bat-Man delivers him to the police and leaves a cheeky letter behind.

Live Read:

I love this new "The Bat-Man" Title card although I still hate that Bill Finger doesn't get any credit still for his work. (I will try to stop mentioning this every time to stop sounding like a broken record)

Love how they're like "The Bat-Man's identity is unknown (BTW he's Bruce Wayne)

This is super cute! I love it! It's very interesting to me though that it's spelled "Wuxtry" and not "Extry". It's probably times changing. I dont know

(BTW Just in case you forgot from 2 panels ago, THIS GUY RIGHT HERE *points at Bruce Wayne* IS THE BAT-MAN. K thx)

Also when I first read this I didn't know what "stay-well" meant but then I realised he's saying it sarcastically as a threat. I may be stupid but at least I learned something

(It had a dash- How was I supposed to know it wasn't a new word with a new meaning)

Idk why having a criminal record gives you access the the haunts of the underworld. Imagine you got in for jaywalking and then you get a contact like "Hey, you're like one of us and are invited to come to the criminal underworld meetings"

BTW, Stool Pigeon means a police informer

:0

Straight up just killed him. 1930s Bat-Man didn't hold back XD

I like to imagine that the [GOTHAM] city police just suck and he was there hunched and waiting for a solid like 15 minutes.

I also just realised that he's not wearing any gloves. He's going to get caught. Is he stupid

(Yes I had to make that r/BatmanArkham reference and I know fingerprint scanners weren't widespread in America yet)

He didn't have to stunt on them like that.

Now he's just showing off.

SEE!! EVEN THEY ARE LIKE "woah wtf?"

Not leaving the twist for the end now are we?

Do you think the newspaper also describes in detail the spectacular leap?

(Just in case you didn't get it btw)

Show don't tell people- but also I like this panel :3

😏😏😏

He's such a gentleman ❤️❤️❤️

Is that? The Bat-Man? In Bruce Wayne's red Sedan?

I like to think he put on the thickest New York goon voice and then when went "OOGAH BOOGAH" as he opened the door

laughed at this mental imagery in my head for a bit-

OMG HE OOGAH BOOGAH'D HIM BACK

He didn't stand a chance. I like to imagine it was instant like he only got 1 second into the jump before he was punched down

You mean Bruce Wayne's Car-

I like how they have to specify it had been a few minutes before The Commissioner read the letter-

Also, I love my silly 🥺🥺🥺 He stamped his logo on the letter and everything

After Thoughts:

I loved this Story!! it's dumb and I recommend it. I love the everything of it. The writing is fun and the art is great! I am quite interested by the narration in it though. I don't see it as often or as this high of frequency. I wonder when they drop it 🤔

Art:

The Art is great and I'll pick out a few of my favourites

Thank you all for reading!!

Come back whenever! I will post at rarely the same Bat-Time but always the same Bat-Blog!

#Detective Comics #1930s #1939 #Golden Age #Detective Comics 28

[hyunnieshannie]

Hello, my lovelies!

It has been the longest time. Life is crazy, but I didn't forget about you. Team No Sleep™️ stays together, right?😭

I've been trying out some writing myself, so I'd just love to hear your opinions about the more technique related things.

It's hard to kind of guess how long I want a scene or chapter to be. I'm normally a true plotter (me is perfectionist to the max), but I've noticed it makes writing the actual scenes and chapters kind of boring and predictable🥲

How do you go about it? Do you have an ideal word count per chapter? Pantser or plotter? Tell me about your insides (that sounds off, but alright😆)

Hope you guys are doing well! Otherwise, you can totally message me. I decided to come off anon, because I don't see the point of it at this time🤭

-- ♣️ (aka Diss)

HELLO FRIEND OMG!!

Team No Sleep always stays together!!

IM SO HAPPY you're trying writing omg!! that's so exciting and I cant wait to see what you put out!!

I totally understand the feeling tho! For myself I find I Know exactly how I want things to go, I know how I want conversations to flow and where it should end up, I can write it all out, mark out each scene complete conversations and convey the emotion I want but describing scenery and scene setting is just where I absolutely lack, and that's where kitty comes in to fic up all my issues (lemme show you)

sometimes when I write alone- i still leave these notes for myself, I may not have the words to describe what I want in a scene right away but I know the base outline of it, so by leaving those notes I can come back in and fic everything up.

take the time to do so- kitty and I used to update DAILY and it got hard, we burnt out really quickly and these days were taking our time to REALLY think over chapters, plot them out. (which I know a lot of people like our writing because were laid back in it and make it easy to read but anyone seeing this I promise were still doing that we just wanna make sure were not burning out again)

We never really have an ideal word count we just write and write and let it come to! I'd post chapters with 500 words if I really felt like it- don't limit yourself but also don't think too hard on whats right. just write and do what feels good to you!

thanks for asking by the way!

were doing great! we're actually still writing and finishing up stories from here and even working on some new ones for AO3 as we tested it out and think the tumblr ACC will stick to self inserts where our ao3 will have more... risky.. content.

How are you??

Have you been well?

I know we are Team No Sleep but have you slept well these days?

so glad to see ur comfy coming off anon with us! It's nice to meet you!!

-Mini

#~~mini #♣️ black clover anon #~~anon list

[wintergojo]

heyy! i love your work! can ya please make a high school fluff of gojo and his childhood sweetheart? where they're like bsfs and later more than that?

hello! thank you for reading my work. i'm happy u love them <33 but ur pfp + name omg (i'm an army too hehe) sorry this took kinda long. i legit blanked out for a whole day when i saw ur ask i couldn’t think of anything lol. non-established relationship is unexplored territory for me 😭 (but i had fun writing this! child & teenage gojo is so endearing to write 🥺) i think the fluff part got kinda bonky though? and this is waaay longer than i planned

also i'm not really taking requests but… well…

ever since we were kids, baby (gojo satoru x gn!reader)

Tags: fluff, slow burn, strangers to friends, childhood friends to lovers, child gojo, high school gojo, college gojo, slight age gap (2 years), mutual pining (ig?), mentions of adoption, cursee, fire, kissing, some curse words?

Word count: 4.6k (what happened)

navi

you met him in spring, a month before the new school year started. you were only six years old yet people have always said that you “matured” too early and “closed off” too early for your age. even your parents, who always had a creepy stuffed toy perched on their shoulder, told you that you’ve changed when you turned five and started asking why they have those ugly toys with them when there were none.

in that same month, you found out that the gross creatures you’ve been seeing latched onto your parents were “curses” and that you can see them because you have something called “cursed energy”. it also turned out that what you used to get rid of those “curses” on your mother’s shoulder is a “cursed technique”.

you wish they had told you earlier, when your parents weren't batshit terrified of you and when you haven't set one of them on black flames, which, you also found out, could only be extinguished with your touch no matter how many gallons of water you pour.

your mother and father were so traumatized by the incident that when some middle-aged men dressed in obviously expensive kimonos knocked on your door and told your parents they'd take you in exchange for money, they agreed without second thoughts.

"we're messengers from the gojo family," they had said when your parents opened the door. no greeting, no salutations, just straight into business. "we're here to make an agreement with you in exchange for your child."

you, obviously, were highly against it. you even cried and begged not to be sold to some strange men you've never even once heard of. and even promised to not use whatever that ability was again. your plea fell on deaf ears as your parents immediately agreed to go to kyoto to further discuss your illegal adoption.

they brought you to some traditional japanese compound, one you've only seen on television. you could tell the moment you arrived that whatever family lived there was filthy rich. they had maids who greeted the men you came with a 90-degree bow and a separate set of maids who directed your party into the supposed meeting room.

you weren't allowed inside while they were discussing the terms and whatnot of your adoption, which really is making you one of their servants, so you resorted to waiting at the yard in front of the engawa and admiring the small pond nearby.

then you encountered what you then knew was a curse.

gojo satoru, aged seven turning eight, was walking with his personal servants to their dojo when he decided he'd skip that day's training and run off wherever his feet take him.

and it took him to you.

he was just passing by the area he knew a meeting was happening when he saw you, a fellow child, standing face to face with a two-meter tarantula-like curse, so he decided to observe.

judging from the amount of cursed energy he could feel it emanated, it's a grade 3. pretty easy to get rid of for the bearer of six eyes, but not for some normal child.

he wasn't sure you could see it in the first place, but judging by how blankly you were staring at the curse's five little red eyes, you could.

minutes passed yet neither you nor the curse did anything, so he got bored and was about to leave you on your own when the overgrown spider suddenly hissed. your reaction was immediate and in less than a second, the curse was covered in black flames right after you pointed your index finger at it.

gojo watched the curse groan and wallow in pain while desperately shooting out webs that dissipate in milliseconds due to whatever you did. you stood in your place, unmoving, just staring at the curse until it turned into purple dust that instantly disappeared.

"wow! you exorcised it!" he exclaimed, hopping towards you while giving you a slow clap.

you turned your head towards him and narrowed your eyes. "who are you?"

ooh, you seemed frisky. he liked that. he was tired of people bending down upon seeing him only because he had that cursed (literally) technique.

he grinned, then clasped his hands behind his back. "i'm gojo satoru! what about you?"

your eyes widened, gojo satoru? he must be one of the people you would serve then. you bowed your head, already aware that servants like you shouldn't look your masters in the eye.

"i'm just a servant."

your voice was still bold, confident, even though you were looking at his feet instead of his face. you then nodded your head in an attempt to bow, "if you'll excuse me."

gojo's grin widened as you started to turn around and walk away from him. you had nowhere to go since the yard was enclosed in shoji doors that only had access outside if you went into one of them, but you still continued with the hopes of sending him a clear message that you didn't want to talk to him and you'd like to be alone.

clearly he didn't get that, as you heard a "wait!" and footsteps running after you. he was walking beside you within seconds, hands clasped at the back of his head.

"you're a liar. anyone who has cursed technique like you won't be a servant here, ya know."

you continued walking, looking forward instead of bowing down or turning to him. "i am an exception, it seems."

he hummed then tilted his head to get his face on the same level as yours. he then stared at you—your eyes—and started rocking back and forth on the sole of his feet. "you're not lying?"

you stopped and decided to look him straight in the eye, momentarily getting distracted by the most gorgeous pair of irises you had ever seen as you looked at him incredulously. "why would i lie?" you irritatingly asked.

he hummed again, although that time it was to indicate he was thinking. he seemed to not notice you were starting to get annoyed (or maybe he did, he was just ignoring it) as he ran his eyes up and down your figure. "hmm… someone like you who can exorcise curses easily shouldn't be a servant though. don't you want to be a sorcerer?"

sorcerer. that was the first time since the whole ordeal happened that someone asked you for what you wanted, instead of just deciding for you.

you formed your lips into a slight smile, eyes gleaming with sadness. don’t you want to be a sorcerer?

“i will be sold off to your clan, what i want doesn’t matter.”

he pressed his face closer to yours, your noses almost touching. the boy obviously doesn’t respect personal space, so you did both yourselves a favor and stepped backward. “but do you?” he repeated.

you sighed, lower lips slightly jutting out to form a pout, irritation slowly getting replaced with forlornness. “...i do...” you whisper, suddenly feeling too vulnerable in front of the gojo child.

his face instantly lit up upon hearing your answer, lips forming into a grin and feet taking one step behind. “i knew it! your family’s meeting with the elders there, right?” his voice became too cheerful for your liking as he pointed to where your parents currently were.

“how do you know that?”

gojo didn’t answer your question, he just placed both of his hands on your shoulder as he gave you an even wider grin, “then leave it to me!” he enthusiastically exclaimed before dashing off and uncremoniously opening the meeting room’s shoji as he shouted something you couldn’t make out.

you were glued to your spot, eyes wide and frozen over what the boy had just done.

you would later find out that the bastard talked (more like commanded and blackmailed) to the elders into making you his courtier (like he’s some royal king) and his own personal assistant. you would also later find out that apparently, he’s the most important member of their clan which is why those people, despite being decades older than him, caved into his desire although they were obviously against it.

from that day, you had to stick by gojo’s side and wait for whatever he commands even though you were younger and far less experienced than him.

but instead of being sent for errands or asked for help, all you received were some orders on “be my opponent for this game!” or “be my sparring partner” and “join me in eating!” or “taste this, it’s good!” as he shoved a spoonful of whatever sweet food he was eating into your mouth.

he was never rude or cruel to you like he sometimes was to his real maids. and he treated you more like a friend than what your role really was.

it got worse (or better?) when you had to transfer to his elementary school and the two of you started being schoolmates. gojo naturally got along with everyone, but he didn’t have anyone he would consider his permanent friend or best friend.

(that’s because he had you) and that’s where you come in. during the 20-minute recess, he would go to your classroom and drag you outside into one of the benches to eat both of your snacks together. sometimes he tells you what activities he planned on doing with you when classes end, and sometimes the two of you just ate in peace (it still surprises you when he shuts his mouth) while enjoying the breeze and the fallen sakura petals swaying in the wind.

by the fifth grade of elementary school, you somehow stopped being his courtier and turned into a full-time friend he pestered 24/7 (not like he wasn’t doing that before). you think it had something to do with him going to middle school and being in a whole different institution as you, so he made sure the driver picked him up first during dismissal before you even though yours was a few minutes earlier than him in order to ride home with you in the car.

it didn’t help that your quarters in the gojo compound was right next to his (again, demanded by him) so oftentimes, he sneaked into your room and woke you up for a convenience store ice cream run as if the compound didn’t have a whole fridge of that dessert in much higher quality. you were always irritable whenever you got woken up in the middle of the night, and though gojo was still technically someone you served, he was not exempted from your attitude which he would always brush off.

you never admitted it, but you were happy he was always there to keep you company even if at first it was in the guise of being his assistant. you would also never admit it, but you felt lonely when he left you in elementary school while he was in middle school. most especially when he had to live at tokyo jujutsu high while you were in middle school and still living at the compound.

you initially planned to leave the estate and find somewhere else to live in despite being underage when he enrolled in jujutsu tech, because he wasn’t there for you to “serve” anymore. but of course, gojo being gojo, told you to live with him in his dorm instead if you so badly wanted to be with him.

of course you didn’t agree. tokyo was way too far from where you were studying in kyoto for a regular commute. besides, the school does not allow that. neither did the gojo elders (but he didn’t really care about that).

“i’ll be off then!” he cheerfully stated as the boarding announcement reverberated through the airport. you nodded, rummaging through your small sling bag before handing him a black rectangle box. he stared at it for a second before excitedly grabbing it from you and inspecting the packaging.

“it’s my farewell gift,” you explained. your voice was slightly softer than usual. whether it was because he was about to go or because you feel nervous he’s not going to like the gift, you weren’t sure.

“i can’t believe you got me a gift! i’ll open it now, okay?”

your eyes widened, “no! at least wait until—” you stopped when you saw him take the item out of the box and immediately wore it over his eyes, “...you get to the plane…” you continued silently.

he happily hummed, looking around the surroundings with the round sunglasses now perched on his ears. you thought it looked better on him than you imagined.

grinning, he asked, “this is really nice. but why did you decide to give me a sun—”

“you’ll be late, gojo. you really should get going now.” you cut him off, knowing the conversation would turn longer if you entertained the question.

he pouted, huffing as he closed the box and placed it on the pocket of his khaki shorts, “fine. but i’ll call you as soon as i arrive and you'll tell me the details!”

you gave him a teasing smile as you waved him goodbye, watching gojo disappear into the gates still giving you a pout to indicate he was sulking.

he never removed the sunglasses.

and now you’re finally in high school together.

gojo had to deal with the 2-year torture and deprivation of not seeing you every day so he was really delighted when you told him over the phone that you were choosing tokyo jujutsu high instead of kyoto for high school, even though the latter was nearer in the estate. and when you finally met suguru and shoko who he always talked about, he was ecstatic.

safe to say, in every part of gojo’s life, you were there.

and he doesn’t really care what the two of you become in the future, he just wants you, his friend for a decade, to still be with him just like you are right now.

“i’m back! did you miss me?”

you stopped blowing on your late-night freshly made cup ramen, turning around to see a six-foot man standing behind you.

“gojo! how was the mission?”

the man groans before removing his sunglasses and plopping down beside you, resting his head on the table and mindlessly looking at the moisture forming around your noodles. “meh. same old, same old.”

you’re at the school’s dining hall after waking up hungry at 12:00 a.m. luckily, the pantry had lots of food to choose from but you were specifically craving some spicy seafood ramen.

“was it a special grade again?” you asked, humming in delight when the tiniest hint of shrimp touched your taste buds.

he watched you happily close your eyes, wondering how you could eat something so heavy in the middle of the night. “yep, nothing special. just a flick of my finger then bam! it’s gone.”

you chuckled, “okay, weirdo.”

“and you? how was your day?”

you stopped shoving food in your mouth for a moment, thinking back to your day. “trained with nanami-senpai and ijichi, apart from that nothing much really happened.”

“mhmm, sounds boring.”

you finally looked at him, albeit to give him a glare. “it was fun!” you exclaim too defensively.

he smirks, happy he got your attention. “as fun as when we spar?”

you huffed before going back to eating your food, “it’s not exactly fun getting tossed around 98% of the time. at least with both of them i actually have a chance to win.”

the white-haired teen's smirk widens, “yeah, that’s because they’re weak, ijichi especially.”

you rolled your eyes, taking offense to his words. “you’re being rude,” you sipped on your tea, “besides, ijichi isn’t really planning on becoming a sorcerer. he just wants to get some training and experience to be a window.”

you couldn’t see it since you were too focused on your half-eaten cup noodles, but your friend’s eyebrows rose as he tilts his glasses down his nose. “hmm? and why do you know that? you been spendin’ time with him?”

you rolled your eyes again, briefly thinking how gojo’s extremely smart but can be really dumb sometimes. “i mean he’s my only classmate, of course i’m spending time with him.”

gojo ignored the little pang he felt in his chest, opting to raise his head instead and grab your yunomi to take a sip on it. his face instantly contorts. “blegh! your drink sucks. wanna go get ice cream?”

“sure. there’s tons of flavors in the fridge.”

he whines like the manchild that he is, slowly standing up and putting his sunglasses on. “don’t want those, they’re old.”

you look at him blankly as you tilt your head to the side. he thinks you look cute. “i don’t think they’re expired though?”

he paid no mind to your statement as he drags you up by the arm to begin walking towards the door, “just come with me! it’ll be for old time’s sake!”

“old time's sake? are we going to 7-eleven again? we just went there last night!” you groaned, but still came with him.

gojo called your name, each hand holding two different types of ice cream. “what do you think i should buy?”

you stared at him before closing your side of the ice cream freezer, “just buy them all. you always come back for another one anyways.”

“but they’re gonna melt!”

“gojo, it’s winter. it’s literally three degrees outside. they’re not gonna melt. we shouldn’t be eating ice cream in this weather in the first place.”

he shrugs, putting the four ice creams in the handbasket. “meh. i’m warm with my infinity.”

“well i’m cold.”

he flashes you a toothy smile. “i’ll just keep you warm then! i’ll hug you while eating ice cream.”

you scrunch your face, seemingly disgusted by the idea. “gross. i don’t want to get your cooties. can’t you just expand your infinity so it reaches me?”

he shakes his head, “nope, tried that yesterday. didn’t work, remember?”

“maybe it’s going to work now.”

he dejectedly pouts, “aww come on. you don’t want my hugs?”

you throw him the ice cream of your choice and he catches it automatically. “no, thank you,” you answer before turning your back to him and walking away, “i’m going to get some bread! you like chigiri pan, right?”

you left without waiting for his reply as you know it’s right anyway. years of friendship really do wonders, gojo thinks.

the both of you went into the convenience store’s parking lot to eat even though it’s freezing outside and there’s plenty of empty tables inside the store (what with how late it is). you’re sitting on the elevated ground while gojo chose to sit on the parking lot bump in front of you. you’re shivering, considering how the inconsiderate prick did not even let you dress in warm clothes earlier—you’re just wearing your hoodie. you suddenly miss the hot tea you were drinking earlier.

“do we really have to eat outside? i’m freezing,” you ask, licking your suika bar in the process. you’re pretty sure the two of you look like high school delinquents eating ice cream in the middle of winter to passersby, when in fact the two of you have excellent moral records in your old schools.

the man in front of you takes a bite on his yukimi daifuku, closing his eyes in delight over the flavor before responding, “it’s not snowing.”

“doesn’t mean it’s not cold! it doesn’t help that i’m eating something cold either.”

he shoves the whole mochi ice cream in his mouth as he thinks. then all of a sudden, you feel warm. the cold breeze constantly hitting your face was replaced with a hot fan of breath, and the empty feeling around your body was replaced with something hard.

gojo had moved right next to you and had his right arm wrapped around your shoulder. your bodies now pressed together.

your eyes widen upon realizing the situation, blinking repeatedly before facing him.

“gojo!” you exclaim, eyes glinting with excitement. the man hangs onto your words, silently anticipating what you would say next. “you can expand your infinity now!”

he internally sulks, feeling a tad disappointed that that was what you noticed.

even so, he tries giving you a grin as he forces his voice to appear cheerful, “i do! and i did it for you! aren’t you grateful to me, the mighty gojo satoru?”

you scoffed, looking at him smugly as you bantered. “i think you should be grateful to me, i’m the reason why after all.”

he clicks his tongue in response before pulling you closer and opening his second ice cream, häagen-dazs. you do the same, although this time you were enjoying your watermelon popsicle now that everything was warmer inside gojo’s (and yours’) infinity.

you’re trying to act cool and nonchalant, but deep inside your heart is thrumming against your chest and you feel your palms starting to get sweaty. you could only hope he doesn’t feel nor hear it, especially with how little the distance is between the two of you and how you’re literally enclosed in a bubble-like environment with him.

and he doesn't. the man next to you is too focused on indulging in the warmth you're providing, as well as on regulating his own heart that's beating way too fast for his liking.

he's always been really touchy with you (with anyone, actually) and has been since you were kids. but this is the first time he's gotten this close to you and felt your skin in two years after learning how to involuntarily activate his infinity.

he's quite sure this is also the first time he had to turn it off, and it was all to make you warm, he thinks.

"you're going off to college, huh? must be nice."

the two of you are eating lunch at mcdonald's, celebrating gojo's graduation from jujutsu tech.

he dips his plain fry in his sundae and puts it in front of your face. you eat it.

"eh, i'll be with normal people doing normal things. it won't be fun."

you take a bite out of your own teriyaki burger, chewing and swallowing before answering, "i mean, did you really have to choose religious culture as your bachelor? i know you're planning on teaching at the school afterward but that's not really like you."

he mindlessly plays with his oreo mcflurry, scooping some out but never putting it in his mouth. "what would you rather i take then?"

you snatch the spoon out from his hands and he protests with a hey! as you eat the dessert. "i don't know, environmental science or something? you've always been so passionate and concerned about global warming since elementary school."

gojo takes the plastic spoon out of your hand, grumbling how climate change is a serious problem and humans need to stop polluting the earth. he internally smiles as he remembers how he used to babble about the topic every time the both of you are on the car ride home even though it seemed like you didn't really listen. (now he knows you did).

"it's a little sad though," you start again, "we just got to high school together and now you would be leaving again."

he tilts his sunglasses down and waved his eyebrows at you teasingly, "oh? what's this? you don't wanna be away from me?"

you scoff, "as if. i've gotten sick of you after all these years. it's about time, right?" you proudly say, but there's a glint of sadness in your eyes gojo's all too familiar with. it's the same gleam he saw when he first asked whether you wanted to be a sorcerer, and it's the same gleam he saw when he had to leave you for middle school, high school, and now, college.

"hmm… i don't wanna be away from you though," he whispers.

you didn't hear what he said, so you leaned closer, "what?"

he looks at you dead in the eye, ocean orbs full of seriousness unlike anything you've seen before. you feel like he's staring straight into your soul.

"i wanna be with you. live with me."

"...is that an order?"

you flinch as you feel something cold touch your forehead. you glared at the man currently wearing a wide grin and standing in front of you as he hands you a bottled tea. "what's gotten you so quiet?" gojo asks.

you take the drink from him, uncapping its cap and taking a sip from it. "nothing~" you gleefully respond before turning back to the report on your laptop.

he narrows his eyes, still standing in front of your face. "you were thinking of me, weren't you?"

"don't flatter yourself, why would i?"

"because you missed your lovely boyfriend! what else?" he confidently exclaims before plopping down beside you on the couch and kissing your cheek.

scrunching your nose, you retort as you feel him place his chin on your shoulder, "you've been away for one minute."

"mhmm. so what were you thinking about?"

"i told you it's nothing."

you feel him pout. "aw come on! you can tell me anything! is it about that person from the business department hitting on you? i'll kick their ass!"

you rolled your eyes. "no. shoving your tongue down my throat right in front of them really helped." you feel your face heat up at the memory, still feeling sorry for the person that became your lover's object of hatred.

you hear him huff, his hot breath reaching your ear. "of course, had to show who you've belonged to for fourteen years."

that made you snap your attention to him, your face turning which caused him to move away. you raised your left eyebrow, "fourteen years? it's only been four years, you ass."

he condescendingly nods, "yep. four years since you confessed and fourteen years since you fell in love with me."

"more like four years since you got rejected after asking me to live with you and fourteen years since you fell in love with me at first sight."

he gives you a pout as you give him a smirk and continue talking, "so much so that you asked your elders for some way to be with me 24/7."

he lets out a dramatic sigh of defeat. he'll never really beat you on your banters, would he?

"alright, i lose. can i have my kisses now?"

you turn your head back to your laptop. "no, go away. you're disturbing me."

still pouting, he leans in and looks at what you've been so busy doing. "it's an essay about urban ecology, right? i can help you later, just give your baby his kisses now."

he didn't wait for you to respond as he forcefully closes the laptop on your lap. he heard you gasp and knew you were about to scold him when he suddenly teleported and pinned you onto your bed.

his hands immediately flew to your waist as he started tickling you while kissing you all over. you started laughing uncontrollably, as shouts of gojo satoru! reverberates over the room.

he continued assaulting your neck and face with his lips until you eventually started fighting back and tried to put your hands on his hips to do the same.

who would've thought? that the ability and job you considered as a curse (figuratively) fourteen years ago would lead you to the man who would become your master, friend, best friend, and eventually, the only man you would ever love. the only man who has loved you and owned your heart for as long as you could both remember.

Ps. Listen, I knew this would be longer than 1k, but I didn’t expect it would be surpass 3k words shgisohgosh I can’t believe this

Thank you so much for reading! Feedbacks and reblogs are highly appreciated! 😙😙

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[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 337: Le traître de U.A.

Previously on BnHA: Kacchan was all “and so in conclusion that’s how my awesome new technique works, and why I henceforth will be bringing back my iconic winter costume, voted #1 overall best hero costume three years in a row by JD Power and Associates.” Todoroki was all “I HAVE DONE IT, I HAVE MASTERED BOTH LEFT AND RIGHT, YIN AND YANG, HOT AND COLD.” Fandom was all, “well you’ve definitely mastered hot.” Hagakure was all, “so about that U.A. Traitor reveal last week.” Aoyama was all “OH MAMAN AND PAPAN, WE’RE REALLY IN IT NOW.” Aoyama’s parents were all, “WOE IS US, IF ONLY YOU HADN’T BEEN BORN QUIRKLESS FORCING US TO RUIN YOUR LIFE BY MAKING A PACT WITH THE PROVERBIAL DEVIL.” Hagakure was all “OMG AOYAMA IS THE TRAITOR, I HAVE TO TELL SOMEONE, THANK GOD DEKU IS RIGHT FUCKING THERE.” Deku was all, “(╹⌓╹).”Aoyama was all, “(⌣_⌣”) anyways yep it’s me, I’m the traitor.”

Today on BnHA: Flashback!Aoyama’sParents are all “[fuck around and find out].” Flashback!AFO is all, “you could not live with your failure. Where did that bring you? Back to me.” Hagakure is all “NOW THAT I AM NO LONGER NEEDED TO PLAY THE RED HERRING ROLE, HERE’S MY FACE! TA-DAH~.” Deku is all, “[immediately defeats Aoyama with NO EFFORT WHATSOEVER].” Rat Principal is all, “dammit and I was so convinced there was no traitor and Horikoshi just forgot about the plotline [looks directly at the camera].” Class 1-A is all, “well this SURE DOES SUCK.” Aoyama is all “I’M JUST GONNA SIT HERE WALLOWING IN GUILT AND DESPAIR.” Deku is all “DAMMIT AOYAMA, YOU KNOW YOU CAN’T JUST WALLOW IN GUILT AND DESPAIR RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME AND NOT EXPECT ME TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT.” Kacchan is all “so I’m just completely gay for Deku now and that’s just how it is, huh.” WSJ is all “DO YOU THINK DEKU’S WORDS WILL REACH AOYAMA?!” as if there was ever any fucking doubt lmao.

oh my GOD of all the times to cut away from a scene. hello again, villains

I love how Dabi just immediately knows that AFO is talking about a traitor at UA. way to assume. like for all you know he was talking about his book club. I wonder what books AFO likes to read. or more precisely, which books he likes to read approximately six chapters of before deciding that he’s already got the gist. “yep, bad guy’s gonna win this one too. next!” “er, well actually, Shigaraki-san -- “ “I SAID, next”

anyway so what the hell were we talking about again. oh right, the traitor being exposed. so AFO says it’s not gonna be a problem for them at all

wow, geez

blow it up?? let me ask you AFO, is there anything you don’t blow up when you’re done with it?? you have a problem man

also does this mean AFO is a smoker lol. might be time to give up the habit if so, given your current medical condition. just saying

btw I know a lot of people, myself included, are very, very happy to see Spinner comforting Tomura after everyone else basically just sat there doing diddly squat while he was writhing around in pain last week sob. you love to see it. he just might be the only actual true friend that Tomura has ever had, and that means a whole fucking lot actually. especially with that big redemption arc on the horizon

and meanwhile AFO, who unlike me doesn’t get distracted literally every two panels, is still talking about Aoyama, and is basically all, “if he dies he dies”

BUT MEANWHILE I’M JUST GONNA SIT HERE AND GO HMMM AT THIS “NEXT POSSIBLE ROUTE” LINE

HMMMM

oh god, oh shit

“a disposable life” :’) hey Horikoshi what’s up. you good, bro? you’re not actually gonna kill off any of the kids, right? even if their backstories are just screaming “tragedy waiting to happen” right now? you still wouldn’t actually do that, right? right??

LMAO IT’S ONLY BEEN A WEEK BUT I SOMEHOW FORGOT ALL ABOUT HOW BREATHTAKINGLY STUPID AOYAMA’S PARENTS ARE

RUN WHERE?? LOOK AT THIS. THEY’RE NOT EVEN LOOKING WHERE THEY’RE GOING YOU GUYS. GONNA RUN STRAIGHT INTO A TREE. DEKU NO NEED TO GIVE CHASE, JUST SIT BACK AND LET NATURAL SELECTION DO ITS THING HERE

and meanwhile Aoyama is all “yeah thinking back on it my parents were actually a whole lot more concerned about me being quirkless than I was, probably because they were raised as rich snobs with expectations of having an easy, perfect life, and weren’t about to let their quirkless son fuck all of that up”

“actually makeste, what I actually said is that they tried their best and wished for nothing but my happiness” okay listen Aoyama, you go ahead and interpret things your way, and meanwhile I’ll continue to interpret my own way over here, okay? which of us is doing this recap

“then they got an idea. an awful idea. my parents got a WONDERFUL, AWFUL idea”

oh my fucking lord I just hate them so much lol

“WE WOULD LITERALLY PREFER OUR VERY YOUNG SON TO BE IN CONSTANT PAIN FROM A QUIRK JUST SO LONG AS IT MEANS HE ACTUALLY HAS A QUIRK SO WE CAN SHOW OUR FACES IN PUBLIC AGAIN.” just wonderful, wonderful people. the best people. “with all my hardships in mind” seriously though this makes it sound like he thinks they were doing him a favor by not abandoning him for causing him so much trouble. maybe it’s just the translation, idk! but all I know is that if you ask me, these people suck

oh geez oh fuck

does he always talk like this?? Mr. and Mrs. Aoyama, you really had a wholeass conversation with a man who used those speech bubbles, and you still thought to yourselves, “yep you know what, I trust him, let’s go ahead and let him fuck around with our four-year-old’s DNA”??

jesus fucking christ. he was just a fucking kid

lolol these feelings. oh man. let me tell you. they are MIXED

because on the one hand, it really does bear repeating, THIS WAS A FIFTEEN-YEAR-OLD KID?? but on the other hand, these were also HIS FIFTEEN-YEAR-OLD CLASSMATES, who were nearly killed on multiple occasions, and somehow Aoyama managed to live with himself afterwards. literally the only reason Tsuyu isn’t a pile of dust right now is because Aizawa is the biggest badass of all time and nearly got his face permanently broken for his trouble. meanwhile the only reason Kacchan isn’t dead or worse (because “worse” is always on the table when you’re dealing a group that loves performing mad scientist experiments on children) is because Momo is the second biggest badass of all time, and because she and Deku and Todoroki and Kirishima didn’t fucking listen when Aoyama “this is secretly my fault but I would rather not say anything :)” Yuuga tried to talk them out of going to save him. my favorite part is when he added “we did all we could ☆” yeah thanks so much for your noble endeavors there Yuuga

anyway so yeah. definitely some conflicted feelings, and I won’t pretend otherwise. but at the end of the day I think I’m gonna focus on the fifteen-year-old kid part of it, and continue to direct the majority of my shade towards his truly appalling parental units

anyway so I apologize for that rant lol. just had to get it all out of my system. now what was this last part about luring Deku out somewhere and isolating him??

oh okay are we not gonna talk about that yet lol. more feels first

MOTHERFUCKING DANGER SENSE AHHHHH DEKU WATCH YOUR SIX

FFFFFF THEY’RE BOTH SO HORRIFIED

DEKU AS USUAL WITH NOT THE SLIGHTEST BIT OF CONCERN FOR HIS OWN WELLBEING SOB. I WONDER IF HE’S ALREADY PUT TWO AND TWO TOGETHER WITH WHAT HAPPENED TO NAGANT

-- OH FUCK YEAH

“I’M HERE, TOO!!” GIIIIIIIIRL

OMG. QUIRK REVEAL???

I MEAN WE PRETTY MUCH ALREADY KNEW THAT BY THIS POINT, BUT YEAH!!

FOR THAT MATTER THOUGH, SHOULDN’T AOYAMA AND DEKU ALSO KNOW THIS BY NOW LOL. WE NEVER GOT CONFIRMATION, BECAUSE WE WERE BUSY GETTING RED HERRINGED. BUT WHAT’S THEIR EXCUSE. “HAGAKURE... AH, WELL, THE THING IS... SHE’S BASICALLY JUST KINDA THERE, YOU KNOW?” OH MY GOD. NOT YOU GUYS TOO

OH MY GOD GIRL YOU TELL HIM

FUCKING THIS?? ALTHOUGH, WE LITERALLY HAVE AFO ON RECORD SAYING HE WILL TOSS AOYAMA ASIDE LIKE A USED CIGARETTE LIGHTER THE MINUTE HE SHOWS EVEN THE SLIGHTEST BIT OF DISLOYALTY THOUGH. MAN, WHY CAN’T ANYTHING EVER BE FUCKING SIMPLE LOL. WHO THE FUCK ASKED FOR ALL THIS NUANCE ANYWAY spoiler alert I did

OH MY GOD

HAGAKURE FACE REVEAL AHHHHHHHHH

SHE IS ADORABLE OMFG

ARE HER TEARS INVISIBLE TOO. I JUST REALIZED I HAVE NO CLUE ABOUT THIS. WHEN HAGAKURE CRIES DOES IT LOOK LIKE TEARS ARE JUST APPEARING OUT OF THIN AIR AND FLOATING THERE IN FRONT OF EVERYONE. WHAT ABOUT WHEN SHE BLOWS HER NOSE OMG. AND YOU KNOW WHAT, I’M GONNA CUT YOU OFF RIGHT THERE AND WE’RE NOT GONNA TALK ABOUT ANY OF THE OTHER HUMORS THANK YOU VERY MUCH. I DEEPLY REGRET GOING DOWN THIS TRAIN OF THOUGHT NOW, FUCK

IS SHE ACTUALLY VISIBLE OR IS THIS JUST FOR DRAMATIC EFFECT LOL

“WHAT ELSE IS IT GONNA TAKE TO FINALLY CONVINCE YOU SHE’S NOT THE FUCKING TRAITOR” okay look man, I said I was 95% sure. the 5% was just me playing out a hypothetical basically just for shits and giggles and stuff. I believe you, okay?

“YOU STILL HAD THE NERVE TO SIT IN THE SAME CLASSROOM AS US” agreed. and he would have been perfectly content to sit on that information for the rest of his life if AFO hadn’t made a comeback. I mean look, clearly we have established that Aoyama is not quite shounen main character material. but on the other hand those are very high standards to meet. it doesn’t mean he’s a bad kid. just a kid whose fears outweighed his guilt. and because of that he wound up having to live with both, which must have been pretty fucking brutal

-- NOBODY ASKED YOU

WHY ARE YOU STILL EVEN HERE, CHRIST. “YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND OUR SON IS SPECIAL AND WE MADE ALL THESE SACRIFICES TO ENSURE HE WOULD FIT IN WITH EVERYBODY ELSE AND NOT EMBARRASS US. AND SO WHAT IF WE HAD TO ENDANGER A COUPLE DOZEN CHILDREN TO DO IT, AND ALSO ENDANGER OUR OWN SON’S LIFE, AND POISON HIS DREAM OF BECOMING A HERO. YOU JUST DON’T UNDERSTAND THE KIND OF SOCIAL PRESSURE WE WERE UP AGAINST”

THANK YOU, LOL

“YOU DON’T GET TO TALK ANYMORE” FUCK EM UP DEKU!!

oh my god I can’t with this scan quality. I am dying to get a better look at Deku’s “officially done with ALL of this shit” face

Hagakure is actually right there and can in fact speak for herself, Deku. but yes

whoa dude what the hell is happening in this bottom panel here

is he using Blackwhip to cover up his own face as well? is this some sort of manly shounen dignity-preserving technique lol

and where are we cutting away to???

heh. what the fuck

oh thank god, Horikoshi made that segue creepy as all hell for absolutely no reason lol

anyone feel like pointing out how Rat Principal and co. have been searching for the U.A. Traitor for almost a goddamn year now and never found a damn thing and so were all “YOU KNOW WHAT THERE PROBABLY ISN’T EVEN A TRAITOR AT ALL”, and so Hagakure and Deku had to step in to do their fucking jobs for them? you’re welcome, UA. they should name a wing of the school after them. or at least a science lab or something

lmao what

“I know what you’re all thinking,” Horikoshi says as he furiously scrambles to patch up all of his careless plot holes with fucking flex tape. “don’t worry, Aoyama won’t get blown up because [handwave] it’s probably fine.” you are so lucky Nao is here to distract me right now, even if this panel you drew of him is just as half-assed as your explanations

NOOOO MY BABIES

THEY’RE SO FUCKING DEVASTATED THOUGH OMG. THEIR PAL BETRAYED THEM AND ALMOST GOT THEM KILLED MULTIPLE TIMES AND THEN JUST SAT THERE PRETENDING LIKE NONE OF IT EVER EVEN HAPPENED. AND THEN HE WAS GOING TO FUCKING DO IT AGAIN, THIS TIME WITH THE FATE OF THE ENTIRE WORLD AT STAKE

AND THE WORST PART IS THEY’RE NOT EVEN MAD?? JUST SHOCKED AND DEVASTATED. ALTHOUGH THE ONE PERSON WHOSE REACTION I’M MOST CURIOUS TO SEE NATURALLY HASN’T BEEN SHOWN YET, AS USUAL

OJIRO OUT HERE ASKING THE REAL QUESTIONS HOT DAMN

BETRAY YOU ALL YET AGAIN AND THEN CRY AND FEEL VERY BAD ABOUT IT AFTERWARDS. MOST LIKELY

BTW IS HE HOLDING HAGAKURE’S HAND OMFG. ARE YOU GUYS REALLY ACTUALLY DATING. SPINNERRAKI AND OJIKURE CONFIRMED IN THE SAME CHAPTER, WHAT A WILD WEEK THIS IS

OH MY GOD KIRISHIMA LOOKS SO FUCKING HEARTBROKEN

HE’S LITERALLY BEGGING HIM TO GIVE HIM SOME IMPLAUSIBLE EXPLANATION FOR IT NOT REALLY BEING TRUE. KIRI I’M SO SORRY YOU DESERVE BETTER THAN THIS

FDLKAJSLRKGJALSKFG

[PICKS KACCHAN UP AND RUNS AWAY IGNORING HIS INDIGNANT PROTESTS] [SETS HIM DOWN ON THE COUCH] [WRAPS HIM IN A COZY BLANKET AND BUILDS A PILLOW FORT AROUND HIM] [GIVES HIM SOME HOT COCOA AND STOCKS HIM UP ON HOT TAMALES 3 ALARM AND ATOMIC FIREBALLS] [GIVES HIM A PAIR OF ALL MIGHT FUZZY SOCKS AND TURNS ON SOME RERUNS OF GORDON RAMSAY’S KITCHEN NIGHTMARES]

LITERALLY HOW IS IT POSSIBLE TO LOVE A FICTIONAL CHARACTER THIS MUCH. KACCHAN WHEN THE FUCK DID YOU OF ALL PEOPLE BECOME A GENUINELY PURE FUCKING CINNAMON ROLL. HOW DID THE TRANSITION HAPPEN SO NATURALLY. I WILL FIGHT LITERALLY ANYONE AND ANYBODY WHO COMES AT YOU. LOOK AT HIM. OMG

omfg. because you know, out of everyone in this room right now he has by far the most reason to feel resentful towards Aoyama. this motherfucker sold him the fuck out. in a way it’s almost worse than what the villains did, because at least they didn’t give a fuck to begin with. but Aoyama did, supposedly, give a fuck. and yet he still fucking did it

and not only that, but this is also Katsuki we’re talking about. Katsuki, who is practically synonymous with spontaneous rage and wildly disproportionate overreactions. and in this case the rage for once actually would be proportionate and appropriate. Aoyama is very directly (if not solely) responsible for the single most traumatic event of Katsuki’s entire life. he would absolutely be within his rights to feel a little raw about it. to say the least

but instead!! instead of blowing up! instead of getting mad about it!! there’s this!! him standing there with that thoughtful expression of regret! instead of being all “me me me” and immediately thinking of how much Aoyama absolutely fucked him over, his VERY FIRST REACTION. LITERALLY HIS INSTINCT. is to focus on the “quirkless” part of Aoyama’s story, and make the connection to Deku. and how he treated Deku. and how everyone else treated Deku

like, this isn’t even just normal standard levels of empathy we’re talking about now. this is ADVANCED MOTHERFUCKING EMPATHY. THIS IS DEKU LEVELS OF EMPATHY RIGHT HERE. LEARNED FROM THE BEST. NEVER EVEN CONSIDERED HIMSELF, AND INSTEAD IMMEDIATELY PUT HIMSELF IN THE OTHER PERSON’S SHOES, AND FELT REAL, GENUINE SADNESS FOR EVERYTHING THEY’VE BEEN THROUGH. MAYBE HE EVEN LITERALLY BLAMES HIMSELF FOR BEING ONE OF THE PEOPLE WHO MADE IT SO THAT PEOPLE LIKE AOYAMA AND HIS CLOWN PARENTS WOULD DREAD BEING QUIRKLESS. MOTHERFUCKER. I CAN’T. SOMEONE PLEASE FIND MY MUTE BUTTON OR ELSE I’M NEVER GONNA SHUT UP ABOUT THIS

AND DEKU STANDING RIGHT THERE!! WITH THE HIDDEN EXPRESSION!! ANGSTY SIDE PROFILE WITH THE HAIR COVERING HIS EYES?? LKSFJLWEFKSLKL SPEAKING OF LEARNING FROM THE BEST??

ANYWAY, GEEZ. THIS FUCKING MANGA. HEY HORIKOSHI WHY DON’T YOU AT LEAST GIVE ME A HEADS UP NEXT TIME BEFORE PUTTING A FUCKING HIT OUT ON ME. MAYBE I HAVE SOME FUCKING LAST WORDS I’D LIKE TO SAY BEFORE BEING MURDERED IN COLD BLOOD BY A REACTION PANEL OF A FICTIONAL CHARACTER IN A MANGA YOU HEARTLESS BASTARD

so now Nao is all “ah fuck, I guess I have to interrogate this scared fucking kid who betrayed all these other kids to the final villain now, fml”

I mean by all means please do go ahead and follow protocol though lmao. this isn’t exactly a “well I think they’ve learned their lesson, let’s let them off with a gentle warning this time” situation

fsldkfjslk

Naomasa he ain’t lying. this man literally has nothing swirling about in his head except a little monkey riding around in circles on a tricycle

fuck man this is so fucked up though

once again, just a splendid job well done ever trusting this man to begin with though. outstanding

“we are the ones at fault here!” the truths keep coming lol. though the fact remains that Aoyama wasn’t exactly playing a passive role here even if he got dragged into it all against his will

see, okay, yeah. this is exactly what I’m talking about. glad to see him owning up to it

see but he gets it. he gets it. I’m not gonna say anything to contradict any of this, Yuuga, because yeah. except maybe that last part, because fortunately for you this is a series where everyone is free to turn around and start over and seize their second chance at any time, no matter how late in the game it is. and don’t I love it for that

see Yuuga, now Deku is going to make a big comforting speech to you because he sees how conflicted you were and how much you’re hurting over it now

true true! and with Dabi and the rest of them right there too

omg another Kacchan serious face. and this time with bonus wide-eyed Tokoyami

again, Horikoshi, just a little heads up would be nice. so I can start making out my will and stuff beforehand

lkdsjflaksjg;l

“BUT WHAT ABOUT THE CHEESE, AOYAMA?! WHAT. ABOUT. THE CHEESE” this is a real manga you guys. this panel and this sentence right here really exist. you’re fucking welcome

meanwhile I have to assume that everyone else is standing there frantically trying to figure out what this could possibly mean. did. did Aoyama send a secret message to Deku, in the dead of the night, written entirely in cheese

“did... did Aoyama send Deku an S.O.S. using cheese?? you guys??”

“wait, so did he like hide a secret note inside of some cheese or something?” “or, you don’t suppose... the cheese actually came to life and started talking to him?” “haah?? no way. talking cheese, what the hell kind of nonsense is that.” “okay but you guys do realize our principal is a giant talking rat, and the class next door has one kid who has a speech bubble for a head, and another kid who is literally made out of glue”

“hold up. All for One crushed somebody’s mind??” “guys, I’m just saying, it’s possible. we can’t just rule out the talking cheese.” “okay, but I feel like everybody is just focusing on the cheese, and meanwhile nobody is talking about the ‘that night.’ like, what the hell does that mean. nobody thinks it’s odd that Aoyama-kun and Deku-kun are just sending each other secret messages in the middle of the night??” “mmm. a rendezvous of darkness”

“wait, no, hold up, I just had a thought. what if it’s like. okay, so you know like how people sometimes find images of Jesus and stuff in like, toast? what if it’s something like that. maybe Aoyama found like, an image of All for One’s face, in, like... some cheese”

aaaaaand once again Deku manages to find a way to somehow blame himself sob

way to ruin that nice little cheese joke streak I had going there Deku. “what do you mean, what streak?” Deku asks, peering over at my recap notes. “wait, what the fuck -- ” okay you know what don’t judge me okay

DLSFKJLSGK

Kacchan we already figured this out last week lol. you guys will use Aoyama as a double agent to turn the tables on AFO. doy. but oh my gosh you are just too fucking cute though dflsklkfsj eyes all wide like that. looking like you’re about to whip out your own nerd analysis notebook and start scribbling down paragraph after paragraph of effusive Deku praise

anyway the chapter is ending now and that’s just how it is!

HE SAID THE THING. HE SAID THE THING THAT MEANS SO MUCH TO HIM. YOU GUYS I CAN’T. THAT’S THREE TIMES I’VE BEEN KILLED BY THIS ONE SINGLE CHAPTER WHAT IS THIS

and fdslgk “will Deku’s words reach him...?!” of course they’ll fucking reach him lmao what kind of stupid question is that. have you ever read a single page of this series

and Kacchan getting all !! at the hand reaching lol. ties in perfectly with the essay I’ve been working on all fucking week. I will get it posted this week! I’m gonna do it for real! I’m taking this as a sign and it’s gonna happen dammit. “okay makeste but you do understand that this chapter was actually about Aoyama” BOY WAS IT. Aoyama Yuuga and his stupid rich parents and surprisingly dark origin story and iconic fucking cheese messages. god bless

#bnha 337 #aoyama yuuga #hagakure tooru #midoriya izuku #bakugou katsuki #all for one #class 1-a #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha #'okay then midoriya; aoyama; now that that's all taken care of there's something we need you to settle for us' #'and before you guys answer I want you to think VERY CAREFULLY okay? I've got a lot of money riding on this' #'yeah; kaminari's all-in on the 'talking cheese quirk' theory' #'okay you know what sero your arms are made of LITERAL TAPE' #'...touche'

[dreamkidddream]

I’m the Doll!MC Anon and I just wanna say I’m so glad that you enjoy a soft/delicate!MC and I really didn’t expect it to get so much love!

Since I kinda want to be evil and see the boys be overprotective, can I request hc’s of them seeing Doll!MC getting hurt by some lesser demon that bumps her into the ground and she gets a bruise? 🌚

Omg Doll Anon I wasn’t expecting it to get so much love either (here’s the original Doll!MC HCs if anyone wants to read)!! So I actually had your request saved for when I was done with the prompt special bc it’s so good, so I decided to combine them and I have definitely been waiting to write this 😈😈 Reader is gender neutral!

CW: mention of blood (nothing graphic) and spoilers for Lesson 16 (Lucifer, Mammon, Beel, and Belphie’s part)

The Brothers and Diavolo with Doll!MC who Gets Hurt

Lucifer

Okay whoever is dumb enough to hurt you in front of him deserves this 100%

The air around this man is already more than intimidating, so whoever tries this is a poor, stupid soul

When he saw you fall down the stairs, he felt his stomach turn. He already caught you before you could injure yourself further, but after seeing the blood coming down your face, the damage was already done

Now, Lucifer is the brother who always has control over himself and what he does. But, we also know that how his temper can get, especially when it comes to his family

This demon is dumb enough to push you but not dumb enough to crack a smile in front of him, especially with how tense Lucifer is getting right now

He sat you up and tried to remember some first aid techniques to stop the bleeding. You’re on the verge of losing consciousness, but you’re okay right now. He’ll take you home, but first-

His glare is making the demon freeze in place right now, and the anger radiating off of him is petrifying

How dare- how dare this fool harm you, in front of him no less?! Did they think that he wouldn’t do anything? That Lucifer, the Avatar of Pride, one of the strongest demons to ever grace the Devildom, would just idly stand by and let this happen?

He’s stalking towards them, and he can feel his fangs showing and his diamond appearing on his forehead, growling out how they will pay for this-

But he’s stopped by Lord Diavolo, who was shocked by the scene. You’re unconscious, and Lucifer has this poor student hanging in the air by their uniform, claws ready to slice through them. Needless to say, he understands why his close friend is upset, but for everyone’s safety he should just take you home like planned

You thought Lucifer was a helicopter parent before? You haven’t seen NOTHING yet

He would start inviting you more to his room to sleep in his bed while he works away, and it started happening so much that he didn’t even ask anymore and started expecting you to always be in there

So instead of him being glued by your side, you’re glued to his. It’s obvious that he can’t let you out of his sight without something happening (again), so hope you’re ready to see experience Lucifer’s daily routine from sunrise to sunset and a whole new set of rules. Basically playing follow the leader, but with a lot more handholding and kisses

You had to practically beg to be back into the kitchen, and he only relented when he could be the one to supervise you, and even then he still didn’t want to hold anything sharp or be near anything that could injure you (which is pretty much everything)

The main one to put a stop to his brothers’ schemes, handing out harsher punishments than before each time they try to involve you. This man is not playing any games with anyone

You know he means well, he was already overprotective from the start, and this is just his way of showing that he cares about you. You can tell every time he gives you that soft look in his eyes, and the regret that he shows every time he catches sight of your bruise. He may not like to be vulnerable, but he couldn’t hide his emotions from you too long. You’re like a weakness to him, one that he isn’t against indulging in

And he hasn’t forgotten about that student, oh no. He made sure to have a nice lengthy chat with them when you both returned to RAD. You didn’t question it when he informed you that the student had been rightfully punished and no longer an issue, and you tried to ignore the red dots splattered on his shoes, or that sadistic gleam in his eyes...

Mammon

This isn’t happening, this isn’t happening, this isn’t happening-

The blood is pouring from your head, and your eyes are closing too fast for him, and his heart stops

You look lifeless, like when Belphie killed you, when he was too late to save you-

He’ll never forget that image, it’s drilled deep into his mind, forever a reminder of his failure to protect you. And now he failed again-

This demon is gloating about this, and that’s when he snaps

He was already in his demon form and beating the life out of them when he was restrained. Many people were shocked that he was capable of this, that Mammon the scumbag, Mammon the dummy, Mammon the punching bag was capable enough to be this dangerous, this deadly. He’s the second born after all, and he’s the strongest right under Lucifer himself, and he holds a lot in

He could- he would do a lot more because they deserve it, but just seeing you so still, it snaps him out of it. You’re more important to him than getting his anger out, and you’re the one he needs to be focusing on right now. But rest asssured, this isn’t over

You thought he was attached to you before? He is glued to your side 24/7 and will not be leaving anytime soon. Ever since you woke up he never let go of you, calling you “his human” and just hugging you tight

Also if you have to go down the stairs you guys are FLYING no exceptions! The stairs are the devil in his eyes (how ironic) and he will not be risking anything with you

If you guys aren’t out and about under his careful and watchful eye (and I mean very careful, he’s like your very own bodyguard but with a lot more growling and snapping on strangers than usual), then you’re in his room doing whatever. Watching movies, playing cards and somehow beating him every time (he swears that he isn’t letting you win! Lies), whatever you wanna do. As long as you’re with him, giggling and safe, he’s happy and stress free

You mean so much to Mammon MC, he can’t even tell you if he tries. Under his tsundere traits, he really loves you, like really loves you! He’s just so scared of being rejected and losing you a second time. But now that he knows you’ll always be there for him, he’s going to do the same for you (but he already was even if you didn’t like him) He hates looking at that bruise right now, but it’s set as a reminder to not let something happen to you again

Also, another thing that people forget about Mammon is that he can talk to crows. So it wasn’t much to have them track down the person who caused you pain, and it didn’t take long for him to find them either. He thinks that the aftermath will set a good lesson for everyone else who continues to underestimate him when it comes to you: don’t

Leviathan

See, this is why he never leaves his safe haven AKA his room!

After he saw your head hit the ground hard, he was freaking out. He doesn’t know what to do, he wasn’t prepared for this! He tried shaking you to keep you awake, but your eyes were steady closing

Everything is happening in slow motion. You’re slumped over on the ground while the person who did it is laughing at him

If anything, the person who did it should be the one on the ground, not you, not his Henry. It’s not fair, it’s not fair, it’s not fair!

The demon stopped laughing when their windpipe was getting crushed by the second. They couldn’t even try to loosen the grip, Levi’s tail is rather strong, and so is he. He is the third strongest out of his family and the Grand Admiral of the Navy, yet people tend to forget that

Everyone knows how bad Levi’s tantrums can be, but this isn’t just a tantrum, it’s much worse. Had the brothers not intervene, he would have done much worse than summoning Lotan (which he was on the brink of doing anyway)

When you did wake up, he was so upset. Of course he let this happen, he’s just a worthless otaku who couldn’t even keep his crush safe-

OMG why are you hugging him and patting his head?! Quit it- well wait, this does feel kinda nice...Ugh you’re such a normie! Getting hurt so easily and still trying to put a smile on his face. But it does make him feel better

He rarely left his room before, and you guys are definitely not leaving it now. It’s like having a sleepover, but it never ends. That sounds great, right MC? Endless marathons of TSL and other anime, co-op video games, trying on his cosplay outfits that he made (some even made just for you and he needs to cover that bruise somehow), it’s going to be so fun and you’ll be safe with him! Who wouldn’t want that??

We all know that Levi is very self conscious. He knows that he isn’t confident like Lucifer and Mammon, or attractive like Asmo, or smart like Satan or Belphie, or physically fit like Beel, he knows. But every time you listen to him ramble on about this new anime show that he wants you guys to binge, or when he rants about a stupid move his teammate did in an online match, he feels valued. He feels loved. And while it’s hard for him to express his feelings, it’s no doubt in his mind that you’re important to him, and that he’s beyond happy that someone like you is his best friend

One day he’ll get the courage to say those three words, but he hopes that you already know with everything that he does for you

For example, Levi is an aquatic demon, and he has the ability to communicate with all types of sea creatures. Granted, he knows right from wrong, but in his eyes he’s taking care of the problem. So it wouldn’t be a huge issue if he used them to clean up the remaining mess of said problem, right? I mean, his venom can only do so much, and he doesn’t need anyone questioning him, and Lotan does get hungry...

Satan

He could only see red. Both from his anger surfacing and from the fact that you’re bleeding

He had his claws wrapped around the neck of the one responsible before they could even think about running. This- this filth dared tried to escape after he hurt you? And they thought that Satan would just let them get away with it?

They must forget that he’s the Avatar of Wrath, the one who doesn’t show mercy

He just kept pounding the demon into the ground, over and over and over and over. He didn’t even care about the blood splatter it was leaving on the lockers or on him

He was this close to finishing them off when he heard you call out for him, and it took everything in him to drop them. He squeezed their neck a final time, not even close to being satisfied with the whimper he heard, and growled out a promise of that he will find them and will make sure that they suffer before he threw them down. They better count themselves lucky that they get to crawl away in one piece (for now), because had you not been there-

Oh, he is seething the more he thinks about it

But you bleeding is a distraction from it, even if it is making his stomach turn, it’s helping him know that he needs to help you now

He didn’t have to let his brothers know as they came to see what the commotion was, and Lucifer (even if he didn’t want to believe it himself) was anxious that he was the cause of it. But after he saw the hold he had on you and another demon barely clinging onto life, he knew otherwise

It was decided that you two going home would be the best course of action (which it didn’t matter to Satan, you both weren’t going to stay here whether it was demanded or not), and he calmed down enough to properly treat you

You didn’t leave his room for the rest of the day, and he even gave up his bed for you to lie in so that he can do some research. The human body is a complicated thing, but Satan can learn it like the back of his hand just for you. So just go ahead and rest for now MC- or maybe not, you might have a concussion according to this book and if you do he needs to monitor your condition!

Even after you were healed, he didn’t let you out of his sight and daily checkups were a must. Dr. Satan is in the building!

You eventually moved back into your room (you would have stayed longer but he’s a little nervous with his towering stacks of books and doesn’t want anymore accidents), but he practically moved in with you with how much he comes over, either falling asleep at your desk reading a book or falling asleep in your chair right next to your bed

Very reluctant to have you around stairs, it makes the hairs on his neck stand up. He’ll let you go down the stairs ONLY if you’re holding his hand. If you’re upset with those conditions (spoiler alert you’re not), then you better be ready to learn some teleportation spells (but even then he’s still not leaving your side)

He doesn’t hold his temper back with the others when it comes to you for the time being. If he even senses that Mammon, Asmo, or Levi is coming to you with something that can cause trouble, he’s growling at them to leave you alone, horns slowly coming out and tail whipping furiously

However, he tries not to lash out in front of you. He realizes that he lost control with that demon, and how it could have terrified you had you been fully conscious, but he doesn’t want you to think that he’s just a monster. He wants you to continue to treat him like you do now, and not have the image of bashing someone’s bloody body on the floor repeatedly

Speaking of bashing someone, Satan made well on his promise of coming back. The demon thought that avoiding coming back to school would save them, but Satan is a genius, and has many associates that he can sweet talk to get what he wants. It didn’t take much to figure out where they went, and he made sure to get out all of his pent-up frustrations from that fateful day. He felt better when he came home, but he needed to take a shower before he went to see you...

Besides from that, he does appreciate the peace that you do bring him. You just have this aura around you that’s so calming to him, and he needs to steal you away more he realizes

Also you make better cat-themed desserts than the cafe and he can’t risk Beel eating them all again

Asmodeus

He’s shook, and not in the good way

He just had your hand in his, complaining about how you cuticles look so good and his is lacking and how guys have to go to the nail salon after class, and then your hand is jerked from his, your form at the bottom of the stairs

The blood staining your uniform is alarming, but he can’t worry about that now. He’s trying to keep you talking, but you’re already on the verge of passing out

“MC, you can’t sleep yet! We have plans to go to the nail salon remember? And I need you awake so we can talk about what matching color we’re getting! So what color should we get now, MC? MC? MC!”

He’s trying to keep himself from panicking, but he can’t help it! You’re suppose to be smiling and laughing with you, loving him, but you’re unconscious on the ground, and he’s scared

Quickly dials Lucifer and tells him the whole situation, and he’s surprised to find himself blinking back tears

The demon who did this is long gone by the time Lucifer and Diavolo come, but he remembers the face, and he has something exciting planned when he comes face to face with them

Obviously you have to go home, but Asmo is so distraught that he has to go home with you. But when you wake up, prepare to be tackled to the bed with him crying his eyes out. All you can do is try to comfort him and tell him that okay, giving him little kisses on his cheek

But now that the sadness is out of the way (all this crying and worrying is causing him stress wrinkles), it’s time for a makeover/stress relief!

Fashion shows, makeovers, painting nails, face masks, the whole nine yards. All in the comfort of his dazzling room!

It’ll make you both feel and look better, and honestly you two need that right now. It also gives him the opportunity to cover that unappealing bruise. Your beauty outshines it but it’ll be best to cover it up for your and his sake (mainly his)

Every time Asmo sees your bruise, he gets upset and he’s tired of being reminded of what happened. He knows that he’s only loved for his looks, his vanity, but you see more in him than that

You’re...you’re the first person that loves him for him entirely, not because of his features. And when he tells you that he loves you, he honestly means it. He would have never thought he would fall so deep for someone, let alone a human, but...he’s glad that it’s you. He’s happy that it’s you

Which is why he wants to keep you safe and injury-free. Plus, your skin is too pretty and doll-like to be roughed up!

You guys still go out of course, he just has a better eye on you now. This one incident isn’t going to hold him back for picking out new cute outfits for you!

And don’t think he forgot about that demon who caused all of this in the first place. He actually waited by their locker, and convinced them to come with him. But what should Asmo do with them? He could always have them steal Beel’s food, annoy Lucifer, say something horrible about Ruri-Chan, the possibilities are endless! As long as they don’t cause him to get dirty, of course

Or maybe they should do something so severe that they have no reason than to leave RAD forever, or even leave the Devildom forever, depending on how far he’s willing to take it. He’ll do anything if it means you’re safe and he gets to keep you all to himself

Beelzebub

He thought it was an accident at first, you get so excited about things that you stumble over your own feet sometimes, but he’s always there to catch you or pick you up

You keep saying that you’re okay as he’s holding onto you, and after he sits you up he’s confused because he smells blood. His heart is beating a little quicker, and you’re not talking anymore, and your head is drooping, and that’s when he sees the blood running down the side of your face

He’s starting to panic, and he’s so scared that if he tightens his hold against you he’ll just make things worse, that he’ll just hurt you more. But he needs to go find Lucifer, he needs to get you help, you’re feeling so light in his arms and it reminds him of the Celestial War when he witnessed his sister dying-

He hears someone snickering behind him, and that’s when he loses his temper

You’re a part of his family now, someone that he loves and cares for more than he can describe, and they did this to you? Someone who wouldn’t even squish a bug, someone who made him late night snacks without even asking, always there to give him hugs after his games no matter how sweaty, someone that put his family back together and they did this to you?

Lucifer and Mammon struggled to hold him back after they found the demon flung through the wall, laying under the rubble. Beel just kept growling, fangs bared and wings buzzing. He won’t stop trying to get out of their hold, and he keeps inching closer and closer to the demon, and it’s only a matter of time before he finishes what he started

You were already in the infirmary getting treated, and Beel isn’t calming down anytime soon so you were both escorted home

You woke up to Beel upset and pouting. He’s so worried about you that he couldn’t even eat. Beelzebub could not eat, that’s how you knew this was a something serious

Poor Beel was so terrified of hurting you himself that he failed to protect you from the people that do want to hurt you, or worse

But this won’t happen again, he swears, both to you and himself. Move over Mammon, Beel is officially your new bodyguard!

Wherever you go, Beel is right behind you, literally. He’s like your shadow, just bigger and a lot more...menacing. Also isn’t taking any chances with Mammon’s schemes, just carrying you away before he can even open his mouth about another get rich quick plan

Speaking of carrying, you are not allowed to walk down the stairs anymore. As soon as you step near some you find yourself in his arms like it’s nothing. Both at home and at school, it doesn’t matter to him

Also he’s very cautious to have you around people besides his brothers, and the exchange students (but he’s still hesitant about Solomon, anyone who can cook food like him is automatically getting the side eye)

Also you practically moved in with the twins, and it’s nothing compared to the sleepovers before. Belphie sleeps easier, Beel’s stomach is satisfied (eating your homemade sweets with you is better than everything combined at Hell’s Kitchen, and trust me he knows) he feels all warm inside, and you’re protected. Everyone’s happy!

Beel is a sweet guy, just don’t come in between his family or his food. After that whole incident with the demon, everyone has come to understand that, especially after seeing just how much damage he caused both to the demon and the school in so little time...

Belphegor

If he was sleepy before, he’s completely awake now

You’re holding the side of your head, and he can see the blood seeping through your fingers, groaning in pain. You keep trying to say that you’re okay, but your words are starting to slur and he’s getting nervous, he’s getting scared

It’s reminding him too much of his worst mistake, of what he did to you, when he murdered-

No. He doesn’t need to be thinking about that right now, especially when the person who did this is bragging about it while your body is slumped over. Right there, he knows what exactly needs to be done

Belphie was already in front of them before they even registered it, and didn’t give him any time to form an excuse. His claws were already at their throat, inching deeper and deeper the more they swallowed

“I should just slit your throat now, it’ll be easy and not a lot of work. But you deserve much worse than that. You’ll wish I did by the end of this.”

After a tap to the demon’s forehead, they just collapsed before him, unmoving. He didn’t even look down when he stepped over them (or rather stepped on them) to get to you. You’re passed out, but still breathing. You can’t stay here like this, and he refuses to tell Diavolo or Lucifer. He’ll figure something out, maybe Satan has some books in his room on what to do...

When you woke up, you found yourself wrapped in blankets and Belphie sleeping beside you, arms wrapped tight. You were confused, when did you get home? You remember walking with him down the stairs, but everything was blurry after that. What happen-

“You’re always thinking so hard MC, you’ll never be able to get good rest if you keep that up. But Satan did say to check on you every couple of hours, so I guess it’s fine. And quit touching your head!”

“Oh, sorry Belphie, I didn’t mean to-”

“Tch, how annoying...”

But he’s lying. Even as he’s carefully re-wrapping the bandages, he’s relieved that you’re awake, that your eyes are still full of life, not like the dullness that he saw that fateful night

When Lucifer finds you he is not happy with Belphie, but he doesn’t care and tells him that everything is already under control and that he isn’t needed. Belphie didn’t miss the scowl that he sent his way, but he just smirked in response. You didn’t need Lucifer as Belphie is already taking care of you, as it should be

You know how he always carries around his favorite pillow? Yeah he’s doing that with you basically, minus the carrying. You’re practically attached to his side, wherever he goes you’re either right there with him or in his room, which is mainly just you two lazing around or sleeping (as usual)

Honestly, the only demons who he’s okay with disturbing you two is Beel and maybe Satan. Beel because that’s his twin and it’s his room too, and Satan only if he’s checking on you medically or if he has some new ideas to mess with Lucifer. Everyone else is just trying to bother you and be annoying, and you don’t need that

Of course he blames himself for this! How is he suppose to keep you safe, to make up for his mistake? But then it clicks

It’s not the fact that he’s weak, people think that he’s weak. But he realizes that this is fine, he’ll use that to his advantage.

Diavolo is upset and Lucifer is running out of excuses for him, but Belphie just plays stupid and says he can’t remember how to remove it (even though he does). Let the demon lose some more sleep until they learn their lesson, whether it’s from the constant nightmares or from sleep deprivation trying to stay awake to avoid said nightmares. He’ll remove it when he feels like it, and he doesn’t see that happening anytime soon

Let people think the Avatar of Sloth is weak, that he’s not a threat, and he can show them exactly how wrong they are. Better yet, this demon can be the perfect example, and many more if they become a bother to you (and him)

You’re too nice MC, too delicate. You treat him so good, like he’s not a demon, like he’s not the monster who took your life, and he has to thank you for that somehow. He feels like whatever he does won’t be enough for the kindness you give him, but protecting you from others who used to be like him could be a good start

Also now he can hog all of your head pats and cuddles for himself, and he doesn’t feel bad at all. Everyone else had their time with you when he was locked up, so he’s finally got the opportunity to be selfish

Diavolo

First of all...this demon is dumb enough to harm you in front of him??? The Demon LORD???? The FUTURE KING OF HELL??!

They have more than just a death wish

It all happened so quick, he just crossed paths with you in the hallways and started to ask about your day (and maybe invite you for a small tea date after school) but he didn’t even get the chance to open his mouth

One second he saw your eyes light up and hand extended to excitedly wave, then he saw your fragile form tumbling down the stairs

Barbatos was soon called to his side as Diavolo saw the red coating his palms and you barely staying conscious, trying to say that you’re okay and not to worry

See...he feared that this would be a problem. While Diavolo is a very kind and understanding ruler, there are still some demons out there who think he’s too lenient, too soft. But that’s where people are mistaken. Diavolo is kind, but do not mistake his kindness for weakness

He felt his anger rising, his demeanor starting to crack, but he set aside his emotions. You’re his first priority, and he needs to make sure that you’re okay! He’s still a ruler, and you’re his responsibility (and first love)

However, he made sure that Barbatos took the demon who did this and kept them in the dungeon until he was done treating you. He won’t let this go unpunished, he can’t and he won’t

You’re an important part of the exchange program, and you’re most important to him, and he’s upset with himself that you got hurt. You’re so delicate, and you don’t deserve any of this happening to you, but what can he do? While he trusts the brothers to keep you safe, he wants to keep an eye on you personally, but how?

Then it struck him

You liked to stay in the castle, always smiling and having fun whenever you spent time with him there, so why not relocate you there?? It’ll be like an extended sleepover/retreat with just you two!! You guys can do all of your favorite activities and won’t have to worry about going home because you won’t have to leave!! Why didn’t he think of this sooner?!

The brothers are very upset with this incident, and even more so when he announced this. Diavolo decided that your condition needed to be monitored closely, and since he’s the person directly in charge of the exchange program AND the ruler over the Devildom, there was no room to argue. You weren’t going to stay in the castle forever, just until he deemed it right to return to the HoL

Which would be...some time soon, maybe. He’s not really worried about that now, his number 1 concern is you after all!

You’re getting the royal treatment, literally. This is the chance that he gets to pamper you without interruptions and he is not wasting it!

You kept trying to convince him that you’re fine, but he wasn’t hearing any of it, especially after he sees the nasty bruise that was left. “MC, please! You still need to rest. How about I have Barbatos bring us some tea to help, and we can even have the royal staff bring us some outfits of your choosing if you like? Oo, we can even have our portrait painted!”

“Dia, I promise that I’m fine, you have more things to worry about than me-”

“Nonsense, MC. You’re what’s important to me, now and always. Don’t ever forget that.”

Even finished it with a hand kiss, UGH he really is a Prince Charming

Once you did return to RAD bruise free, Diavolo, being the gentleman that he is, walked with you everywhere in the beginning. Coming into the building, walking to class, lunch, even to the student council meeting, he was by your side. But he couldn’t avoid his duties forever (unfortunately), but he always made up for lost time afterwards

You never realized that when he wasn’t with you, someone else always was. Whether it be Lucifer who miraculously had spare time, or Barbatos who decided to escort you back to the castle to try a new recipe for his Lord, it was always one of them that stayed with you

Also, it never dawned on you why people were starting to be so nice to you. You thought it was because of what happened, not paying attention to how tense they would get, the fear in their eyes. You did notice that the demon who caused your fall never came back to class, and their desk is starting to collect dust...

When you did ask Diavolo about it, he just pat your head and said that what happened was unacceptable and that the demon has been dealt with accordingly.

You don’t need to hear about what really happened to them, he doesn’t want to scare you or taint your innocence! But he doesn’t mind if anyone else hears it, he’ll be more than happy to explain in full detail what happened and what will happen to demons that even think about attempting to harm you or think that he’s “too soft”. They won’t think he’s a soft ruler after that

Diavolo is a very sweet man, one that treats you as if you’re ruling by his side as his partner and one that you never have to be scared of, but even you didn’t miss the deadly glint in his eyes whenever he spoke about that demon...

But enough about that, he wants to try that new recipe that you made just for him!

He enjoys the time that he gets to spend with you, and after this, you’ll be in his company a lot more. He can’t risk having this happen again to his love- I MEAN favorite exchange student right?

#obey me x reader #obey me reader insert #obey me #obey me swd #obey me lucifer x reader #obey me mammon x reader #obey me levi x reader #obey me leviathan x reader #obey me satan x reader #obey me asmodeus x reader #obey me asmo x reader #obey me beelzebub x reader #obey me beel x reader #obey me belphegor x reader #obey me belphie x reader #obey me diavolo x reader

[ddarker-dreams]

hello ! this is my first time sending an ask and i had to say i love your writing and im excited to see where deep sea is going <3 the world youre building is so interesting and i cant wait to see whats going on with maiko darling!! i wanted to ask, whats your planning process like for longer fics like this, or how do you normally write fics in general? ive been lowkey wanting to get into writing fanfic, but im not sure how to start, especially since i worry abt writing a character wrong 😭

OMG this ask,, thank you so very much!!! deep sea ended up turning into more of a lengthy project than i originally anticipated, not that i'm complaining. i think there's a lot to explore there and i'm excited to get to everything that i have planned. as for my writing process... i learned a lot from hell within reach, which i started last year, since it was my first venture into novel length territory hrjtmkg (i still need to finish the last chapter but i'll get to it eventually). i think the main thing i learned is that organization, my greatest weakness, is vital for long fics/stories in general.

deep sea's development has been a touch cleaner than HWR since i've been trying to apply what i learned. to give some insight into the process, it looked like:

early early planning phase: getting a rough idea of what i wanted, mostly the reader’s story and how it relates to scaramouche. not very structured. just lots of ideas that didn’t even play off each other yet. i messed around with various possibilities, just kinda throwing stuff at the wall to see what would stick. brainstorming and such. 

research phase: basically what i talked about in this post! i did reading, watched interviews, the like. took a bunch of notes, made a vocabulary list, the works. this is also where i came up for the name of deep sea’s okiya, shinju-an. i ran the name through a good friend of mine who is fluent in japanese to see if my research on naming teahouses was correct, which it apparently was. phew.

plot outline 1.0: a bare bones outline. breaking down every character’s motivation, how that would move the plot along, etc. i ended up scrapping like 80% of plot outline 1.0, but the core elements remained the same. 

writing chapter 1 and crying: basically what it sounds like... kinda a rough test to see how well i could (or couldn’t) pull all these various concepts together into something coherent. 

plot outline 2.0: at this point certain things go on the chopping block. i shed a tear for each idea i liked that i must get rid of so the story makes literally any sense to anyone who isn’t me . this is where i changed misato’s role in the story (very drastically), started fleshing out maiko darling’s backstory more, along with how keiko and ishioka would impact the overall narrative rather than making them like. forgettable background characters. it was mostly the very middle of the story/the end that gave me trouble... i’m still slightly undecided on the specifics of the ending, but the general idea is figured out.

back to chapter 1 with Mostly everything figured out: most of the first chapter was finished, i just went through and cleaned it up. added lil hints that made me feel sneaky. started wondering why i put so much effort into yandere genshin impact fanfic and not my schoolwork. 

some important things to note — every time i felt discouraged or blocked by not knowing where the story should go next, i forced myself to take a break rather than soldiering in. this was kinda a new technique for me. i normally like to have everything Nice and Clean and Finished as soon as possible. i feel as if this mindset helped me a lot in the long run! a good night’s sleep is sometimes the best remedy to feeling frustrated when the story isn’t coming out like how you pictured. there’s nothing wrong with taking breaks. 

as for how i write my regular, non multi-chaptered fanfic... i kinda... just wing it. 😭 i’m sorry that probably sounds very disappointing. i wanted to challenge myself with deep sea, but for my other fics, i consider it more of a fun outlet. i’ll get an idea i like, start writing without ceasing, get to the end, and then look back/edit through the mess i just typed. it’s a lot more simple. 

#sweet asks #deep sea #answered #Anonymous

[unpretty]

ask dump with spoilers up to astielle chapter 33~~

anonymous asked:

So I’m a chapter behind, but this part? - “I know you’re trying to be responsible by taking responsibility,” Minnow said, “but making it your fault is still making it about you.” - is so so good, and it’s such a great example showing why Leonas and Minnow are able to make it work, able to get their happy ending (hopefully, please). Because Valeon was never really able to offer that kind of pushback, and Lynette was never able to accept it. But Minnow will, and Leonas can. SO GOOD

💙

@eriquin asked:

“They called it Spider’s Gorge” JFC that’s the funniest fucking thing. You’re a genius.

@nightshadeis asked:

SPIDERS FUCKING GORGE

anonymous asked:

“‘They called it Spider’s Gorge,’ Karzarul said. / ‘Oh, fuck that,’ Leonas said.” i had the exact same reaction, thank you for including that line

@doigiveafuck asked:

“They call it Spiders Gorge” FUCK YOU I KNOW WHERE THIS IS GOING.

there were like ten more asks like this so i'm not publishing them all aksjdhasdjk

@nonsensephrase asked:

Can’t wait to learn what kind of statistical outliers they’ve got in Spiders Gorge

anonymous asked:

“Average spider is 6 foot high and full of hate” factoid actualy just statistical error. Spider’s Gorg, which was filled with giant muder-spiders, was an outlier adn should not have been counted.

asdihadskjh

@inklesspen asked:

absolutely loving this pro-spider messaging, thank you 1000x

@makadragontamer asked:

“You don’t have to say things just because they’re supposed to be true,” Minnow said.

Shut UP MINNOW

Leonas remains, as ever, the Most relatable. Except for thinking chickens aren’t evil hellbeasts that will eat Anything and replaced all fear with hate (I do not have fond memories of my childhood chickens)

chickens have the capacity to be very sweet and lovey but it is. a Lot of work and they will default to wanting you dead

@gentlyouttatime asked:

everything about the reunion with black drakonis made me emotional, i love it

anonymous asked:

a city of vaelon’s people 😭😭😭😭

anonymous asked:

She has a home!!!! That’s all I care about, she has people and jewelry and mushrooms and is (sorta) happy!!! And the village has the best aesthetic and real proper priorities, bless this whole thing TM 💕🖤💕🖤💕🖤💕🖤💎💎💎💎🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌿🌿🌿🌿🌿🍃🍃🍃🍃🍃💐💐💐🍂🍁🍂🍁🐉🐲🕷🕸🕷🕸✨✨✨✨✨

@thegayknee asked:

Black Drakonis!!!!!!!!!!! Also… COUSIN Karzarul??? Whomst??? The closing line killed me btw, Leonas continues to be the most relatable

@bramblepatch asked:

handholding! awkward cuddle pile! monster face nuzzles! my skin is cleared and my crops are watered.

@rose-and-bones asked:

When she’s biting me she’s YOUR girlfriend!!!

at least he's consistent

@emilise284 asked:

HMMMM black drakonis seems fine so Leonas’s earlier “they’re eating her” line MUST apply to his mom???

@theultimatepisces asked:

Aaaaah, newest chapter is delightfullllll. Cannot wait to find out more about these folks who call Karzarul “cousin” instead of “king.” Now to re-read things. Again. 💖

@justconstantly asked:

oh I am delighted by this new chapter

“don’t fucking groan”

*Leonas groans* andjsnsskj

and leonas all like MUST MAKE GOOD IMPRESSI-he’s behind me isn’t he

also poor karzarul feeling all shy, love the distinction between sunlight “prince of astielle” and “cousin” karzarul just really impeccable vibes in this neo (groans) cropolis can’t wait to see what’s up with dragon telepathy, love that she had like crystals tied to her horns and stuff, makes me feel like she was cared for

this ask was all over the place but I just really liked this chapter *throws confetti and runs away*

anonymous asked:

I want the boys to fuck on a boat so bad!! U are so awkward, just fuck please! Also Cousin Ari omg. And Finally!! Drakonis! Love the bickering lmfao, get u a throuple that fights like siblings as a grounding technique, I’m dead.

you can't argue with results

assuming the results you want are that leonas stops being polite and starts going apeshit

anonymous asked:

Firstly either my ISP hates your website or theres something going on because I had to VPN to get there from Ireland. Secondly. Minnow speaking Aekhite!!!!!!! Happy to see Black Drakonis. Love their triad dynamic. Very excited to get to Neocropolis and I cant wait to see why they know Karzarul!!!

hopefully it was just a temporary error and you can get to my website normally soon!! i don't think i've done anything on my end... unless my security plugin blocks bot IPs and a bot stole your IP address at some point ☹

#original #astielleblogging #writeblogging

[minnies-mochi]

Omg ur waiting for request- where's my manners. Btw good evening, If you don't mind me asking. Can you do JJK react to Y/N puking blood, and they also ended up having wounds and bruises. Where the reader got punched so hard in the stomach that they have to vomit blood(during the fight with a curse) I hope it wasn't confusing. Thank you in advance. I hope you have a great day. Oh also I've read some of ur writings and they are awesome! Eat three times a day, stay hidrated and rest when u are tired. Have a great day fellow writer! ^^💖

A/N: OMG! After a billion years, thank you for the request! So, I did get some-what stuck on one part, but I got it. I'm happy that you liked my writings! Have a wonderful day/night dear writer! :D

Reader will be Gender Neutral!

Characters: Itadori Yuuji, Fushiguro Megumi, Nobara Kugisaki, Zenin Maki, Inumaki Toge, Pandaaaash!, Okkotsu Yuuta, and Gojo Satoru

Warning: There may be a few deaths bc im evil. spoilers, i think :p 

Please help this child. ITADORI was freaking out when he saw you suddenly hunch over and cough up a small amount blood after getting out of Ijichi’s car. He snapped out of his shock though and picked you up bridal style to Shoko, so that she can use her reversed technique on you. Itadori made sure you weren't too uncomfortable with him pressing against your wounds. You were knocked out cold on your way there. “Please don’t die! Don’t leave us behind!” Itadori’s voice wavered. He carefully placed you down on the operating table and gave Shoko some space. When your surgery was a success, you did wake up however, you instantly apologized for scaring Itadori like that. He held your hand tightly and told you he was glad you were still with him. With the whole Technical College.

MEGUMI was freaking out on the inside. You almost stumbled to the floor, but good thing best boi caught you in time. He carried you on his back, also careful of you wounds. He did not care about getting blood on his uniform. He just wants to get you to Shoko’s as soon as possible. “Damn it! Why did they take this mission” Megumi thought quietly as he rushed to the infirmary. Megumi felt some liquid pouring into his uniform and onto his white button up, sticking to his skin. He place you on Shoko’s operating table and explained what he had saw. Megumi was shooed out. Once he was outside the infirmary, he saw his two classmates, his friends standing outside the door wondering what the hell is happening. Megumi almost forgot and opened his jacket and there was a trail of blood from his collar to all the way to the middle of his abdomen. Shoko came out and told everyone the news. You already lost too much blood.

KUGISAKI couldn’t believe her eyes and yelled for Itadori to help her carry you. She tried her best to not to bump into your body hard. She did yell at poor Itadori though. “Don’t do that!” or “You’re gonna hurt them even more!”. Save that man please. On the way to Shoko, she did see blood come out of your mouth, right? Or, was she hallucinating? Nobara was getting more and more worried. “Move faster, you dork!” “I’m going the fast as I can!”. When they did make it to Shoko, you barely have a heartbeat. Shoko took you into her own hands in treating you. While the other students waited, Nobara was holding onto Maki’s arm to help calm herself. When Shoko announced you were stable, Nobara almost shed tears, but that was soon replaced with her “anger”. RIP to you.

MAKI secured your arm around her shoulders when she first saw you. She awkwardly chuckled at your form. Helping you on your way to Shoko. “Sorry about this, Maki” You started. Maki smiled a bit, “Don’t worry about it-”, her smile dropped when she saw you hunching over a bit, violently throwing up blood. She was concerned, yes, but shes not going to stop and check up on you and your bloody waterfall. She ushered you to hurry onto your way to Shoko. Just like Megumi, Maki explained what happened after you came back. Maki left and went back to her dorm. Yeah, she cares but she knows you’re in good care. She’ll see you tomorrow. So, the next day, when she saw you up and moving already, she bonked you on the head and smirked.

INUMAKI was on that mission with you. You pushed him out of the curses way and you got hit. Toge had you on his back, you puked blood in Ijichi’s car. Inumaki ran almost too fast and fell. He was glad you were still on his back. Once you guys got to Shoko, Inumaki slammed the door so loud, i’m pretty sure Megumi, listening to music, could’ve heard it. “Okaka!” Inumaki shouted, but Shoko was NOT in the infirmary. He laid you down and tried you patch up the minor wounds. Shoko not in sight. He didn’t know what to do. Toge remembered Principal Yaga’s words. Most of staff had a meeting with the higher ups. Inumaki checked your pulse. There was nothing. Not a single beat. Inumaki hugged your now cold body. He couldn’t cry out loud, but he sure as hell blamed himself for being slow. For being weak. For not noticing the curse sooner or later.

PANDA stood in front of you, in gorilla mode. He was pissed off at the curse in front of him, but nonetheless he had to get you back to the college. Ending the curse swiftly, he reverted back to a panda. “PAAAANDAAAAAASHHHHH!” as Panda placed you on his shoulder while running to the college, he was getting crowded by curious and happy people. They wanted pictures with him, but I don't think they do anymore because they saw you all bloodied up. They almost called 911. When he got into the school, he ran like his life depended on it. Shoko was there and she treated you almost immediately. When you woke up, he had your favorite snacks in a bag. He sat there with you and you guys talked about random stuff. Isn’t that cute?

YUUTA was freaking the heck out! He didn’t mean to. Yuuta had to scold Rika for hurting you while you guys were on a mission. He saw a pool of blood forming at your mouth. He picked you up and held you close to his chest. He even told Ijichi to drive faster. Once at the college, he almost tripped on a rock. Yuuta was so thankful Shoko was in. “Why didn’t you use your reverse technique?”, Yuuta just stood there. ‘You’re an official idiot, Yuuta’. He got pushed out though. When you were feeling better though, Yuuta immediately apologized to you and you forgave him because it was neither of your faults.

GOJO couldn’t believe his ears. You, his student, is in Shoko’s infirmary. He hoped it wouldn't be like last time. He just barely lost one of his students, he hoped he wouldn’t lose another. When he did arrive at the infirmary, he saw his student, shirtless, with a huge bruise on their abdomen. Tell me this man wouldn’t get pissed off that he finds out you have been sent out to exercise a grade one cursed spirit only to have an unidentified one pop out of nowhere. He was snapped out of his thoughts when he saw Shoko draping a white blanket over your entire body. Gojo now understood. He had lost someone important to his goals. Gojo knew you weren’t coming back just like Yuuji did. “Huh, maybe I should just kill the higher ups.”. Gojo Satoru was dead serious, but Shoko stopped him from doing so.

A/n: I hope you guys enjoyed this! Also, I wanna say, whenever I read fanfics about a student reader, they ALWAYS make Gojo into this veryyy childish and clingy person. They even make him into a perverted cocky man, like I can’t-. It comes off as weird to me, like when did this become a thing? Anyways, this was just my opinion.

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[costellos]

❥ ┋ ❝ gojo, itadori, yuta, mai, & the things that make them flustered!

anonymous said: For the Valentine's event may I have blush with Yuuji, Gojo, Yuuta and Mai please? Thank you!

a/n: THIS IS SUCH A POWERFUL LINE UP... omg. thank you, nonnie. there isn’t enough love for Yuta or Mai, so I hope you have as much fun reading this piece as I did writing it! enjooooy.

tw: none.

ask game: 💌 15 valentine’s day questions (closed!)

disclaimer: I’m anime-only outside of the prequel, so apologies if my character interpretations aren’t accurate.

gojo satoru.

Gojo gets flustered when you lean your head against his chest.

teaching isn’t the profession he thought he’d find himself in. after all, he’s the most powerful jujutsu sorcerer of his generation. his fame is akin to a rock star’s in this profession. he could be anything he wanted to be. and yet, here he is, at his alma mater mentoring a bunch of teenagers.

it’s not like he minds. he chose this career path. improving the jujutsu world starts with the next generation. and besides, while his students might be a crowd of snot-nosed kids, he’d be lying if he said he doesn’t like being relied on.

and that doesn’t just go for the students — that goes for you, too. he tries to make himself available to the kids and you. he’s not just a mentor, he’s someone you can always come to at the end of the day. he’s the person you know will be there for you, arms open, dumb joke on the backburner.

when you come back home after a grueling mission, breathless and sore, he knows not to say anything. he expects you to clean up and go to bed. instead, you wordlessly approach him and place your head on his chest. no grand gesture. no crocodile tears. just silence and your head on him. and Gojo’s heart explodes. it takes him a moment to process it. normally you push your feelings aside during missions like these. but you’re finally opening up to him, relying on him in the smallest way. it’s not much, but it’s enough to make Gojo swallow hard. ↳ “hey... what’s going on? everything okay?”

itadori yuji.

Itadori gets flustered when you blow hot air into his hands.

it’s been unbearably cold lately. maybe it’s because it’s the middle of February or maybe it’s because it’s his first winter in Tokyo, but nothing could’ve prepared Itadori for how quickly his fingers freeze. he gave up on trying to wear gloves. nothing could properly protect his hands.

his chattering teeth combined with the bitingly cold air at this bus stop are evidence enough that he’s freezing. so you tell him to give you his hands. he’s confused, for sure, but he relents. he trusts you enough to know you wouldn’t do anything weird. besides, you probably just want to hold them.

but because your gloves are wet from the snow around you, Itadori lets out a soft hiss. it makes his skin feel even number than before, if that was even possible. you say a hurried apology and shield his hands as best as you can, cupping them in your own. before Itadori can ask what this is about, you take a deep inhale, and... what. oh? you huff hot air into his palms. is... is this your attempt at keeping him warm?

Itadori blinks. then he blinks two more times. your huffs don’t do anything to help bring warmth to his skin, but. your attempt has his heart pounding a million beats a minute. that alone is enough to bring feeling back to his fingertips. it’s such a sweet and dumb and you way of trying to take care of him. and while your breaths don’t help his hands, his face suddenly feels much warmer. ↳ “[N-Name]! ahaha...! s-stop that tickles!! no, wait, I didn’t mean to literally stop—”

okkotsu yuta.

Yuta gets flustered when you hold his hand.

to be honest, most things you do for Yuta make him flustered. he would turn away, blush on his cheeks, anytime you’d so much as look at him. and when you approached him directly, he could never seem to make direct eye contact with you. he still finds his face warm whenever you give him the time of day, even after a month of dating.

can you blame him? he finds everything about you so wonderful. you’re so patient with him. you guide him through proper form and new cursed techniques. you aren’t just his partner, but a trusted companion whom he would do anything for.

he doesn’t know why you asked him out. there are so many more capable people across the city you could be with. hell, Inumaki is handsome enough. but... that’s a thought Yuta tries to keep out of his head. you’re with him and that’s what matters. for all that he is, he’s yours and he’s happy with that.

even still, he gets this big lump in his throat every time you lace your fingers with his. a wave of anxiety floods his system — can you feel how clammy his palms are? — and he wonders if this is another thing he could fuck up. but then you rub your thumb along his hand and the tide passes over. his shoulders relax. he’s smiling. and if he looks over at you, he can see that you’re smiling, too. ↳ “I... really enjoy our time together, [Name]... ah, was that too cheesy?”

zenin mai.

Mai gets flustered when you fix her lip gloss.

like Yuta, most things you do for Mai make her flustered. she would never admit it, though. she’s far too proud to say that your compliments still giver her butterflies. well. at least say verbally. physically, she turns away and tells you to knock it off, her hand over her mouth in a poor attempt to hide her grin.

the thing is, though: Mai hides her smile a lot around you. it’s not that she’s particularly self-conscious about it. it’s just that when you have the weight of your family’s reputation laying on your shoulders, you grow accustomed to the persona you take on. hence, she presents herself as more intimidating than she means to, even around you.

it’s not that she wants to. hell, she wishes she could show more of her true self around you. she despises the person she’s grown into. she doesn’t know what you find so lovable about who she is. yet you’re still here, and... that says enough for her. so she’ll try to be more honest with you.

that opportunity presents itself while on a date. she’d just returned from the bathroom to fix her makeup when your eyes widen. before she can ask what the look’s for, you take your thumb and swipe the bottom of her lip, fixing a rogue droplet of lip gloss. on instinct, her hand rises up to cover her sheepish grin, but she catches herself. she lets you see her face. and while it’s all sorts of pink, it’s still very much Zenin Mai, the girl you fell in love with. ↳ “th... thanks... it, um... would’ve been embarrassing if anyone’d seen that...”

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