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I'M DOING AN EXPERIMENT

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Hi could I request smiley x male reader (Tokyo revengers) where smiley teaches reader to cook because he's god awful at it

I know they already asked this and I stupidly deleted it, but i'm happy to always rewrite something! :3 - Y40 ᐢᗜᐢ

Silly Bunny.

😁 :: Of course he'll help you! You're his precious baby, there's no way he won't be willing to help you try new things. Just be obedient and he'll gladly help.

😁 :: He will always give you small, easy things to try so you will get used to cooking more expertise type cooking. But if you become overwhelmed with all of the ingredients, then he'll step in and lead you in the right direction.

😁 :: If you burn yourself with any grease, oil or anything like that, then he'll lightly scold you while rinsing and kissing your delicate skin. He'll be more alerted the next time you entered the kitchen. Highly alerted. We don't need you getting even more hurt.

Here's a small blurb!

The aroma of burning food filled the air as you valiantly attempted to salvage the meal you were preparing. Unfortunately, your cooking skills were less than stellar, and it showed in the charred mess before you. With a sigh of frustration, you abandoned the frying pan and leaned against the counter.

"Having trouble, bunny?" a playful voice chimed from behind you. You turned to see your boyfriend, Smiley, with a wry grin on his face, leaning against the kitchen doorway.

"More than you can imagine," you admitted with a sheepish smile, gesturing towards the culinary disaster.

Smiley chuckled and walked over to you, placing a reassuring hand on your shoulder. "Well, lucky for you, I happen to be a pretty decent cook."

You raised an eyebrow skeptically. "Really? I've never seen you cook anything, other than noodles, of course."

He shrugged nonchalantly. "Well, there's a first time for everything, right? Let me take over from here."

Relieved, you stepped aside and watched as Smiley deftly took control of the kitchen. He moved with a confidence that suggested he was no stranger to cooking, and you couldn't help but be impressed by his ease.

As he worked, Smiley began to explain the basics to you—how to properly chop vegetables, how to season a dish, and how to know when something was cooked just right. His instructions were clear and concise, and you found yourself absorbing the information eagerly.

Under his guidance, you attempted to help with some of the simpler tasks, like washing vegetables and stirring sauces. Smiley's patience was unwavering, and he provided gentle corrections whenever you stumbled.

As the meal came together, you marveled at how effortlessly Smiley seemed to manage everything. The scents that wafted through the kitchen were tantalizing, a far cry from the burnt odor that had pervaded earlier.

Finally, the two of you sat down to enjoy the fruits of your labor. The meal was delicious, a testament to Smiley's culinary skills. You couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment, knowing that you had contributed in some small way.

"See? Not so bad, right?" Smiley teased, his lips curved into a satisfied smile.

You chuckled, a delightful warmth spreading through your chest. "Definitely not as bad as before. Thanks for the cooking lesson, babe."

He grinned and bumped his shoulder playfully against yours. "Anytime. Just remember, cooking isn't as daunting as it seems. You've got potential! Hehe~"

With a newfound confidence, you glanced around the kitchen, already thinking about what you might try cooking next. And as you basked in the companionship of the one who had patiently taught you, you couldn't help but feel grateful for the unexpected lesson and the connection it had strengthened between you.

😁: That's all for now, I'm sorry for not posting. Just trying to get personal stuff done at the moment. I hope you all enjoy your stay on my blog, please give me some ideas on what else should I do next!

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༉‧₊˚. Clingy, Messy, And Tiny !!

🌸Pairing(s): Emma Sano + Child!Male!Oc

🌸Scenario: In the case of which Mokka is a literal crybaby, who cries every single chance he fucking gets.

🌸Tags:Tokyo Revengers X Child Reader, Older!Emma, Child Oc, Fluff, Original Plot

🌸Warnings:A very messy baby wanting attention.

"U-Uwahh!!" A loud wail was heard, as Emma rushed into the room to see Mikey frantically holding his toddler nephew tightly towards his chest. 

She looked in relief, but immediately snatched her baby out of her brother's arms and into her comforting ones. Little Mokka soon calmed down, as he gripped onto his mother's blouse and nuzzled into her neck.

His little sniffles broke Emma's heart, as she rubbed his back and swayed around while humming a small tune. 

Mokka looked up to see his mother's honeydew eyes already staring at his own adorable pair and made a motion on his forehead, signaling her to kiss his forehead. 

She hummed and gave him a kiss, her lips curved into a smile on his flesh. Mikey pouted at the scene in jealousy, as he huffed loudly and walked away. 

Emma saw and chuckled, as she walked out of Mokka's bedroom and headed downstairs to see Shinichiro, Izana and Mikey all sitting on the couch and eating chips while watching horror movies.

She deadpanned and giggled, as she felt Mokka poking her cheek with his tiny, stubby fingers and kissed his own cheeks.

 A squeal flew from Mokka's mouth with his body squirming in her arms. Her lips curved into a teasing smirk with her fingers tickling her baby's chubby tummy, making him giggle loudly.

Amidst the playful atmosphere, the living room was filled with the sounds of laughter and joy. Mokka's contagious giggles echoed through the air as Emma's fingers danced across his chubby tummy, eliciting more delighted squeals from the little one.

As Emma continued to tickle her baby's tummy, she couldn't help but glance over at the trio engrossed in the horror movie. Izana, with his stoic expression, seemed to be the least affected by the film's suspenseful scenes. Shinichiro was peeking through his fingers, a mix of fear and fascination evident on his face. Mikey, despite his earlier pout, was now engrossed in the movie, chips forgotten.

The contrast between the lightheartedness in her arms and the tension on the screen brought a smile to Emma's lips. She shared a knowing glance with her baby, who was now squirming with excitement and reaching out to touch everything within his tiny arms' reach.

With Mokka's curiosity piqued, Emma gently set him down on a soft blanket spread on the floor. His big, curious eyes scanned the room, taking in the sights and sounds. He wobbled on his chubby legs, arms outstretched for balance, and let out a triumphant squeal as he took a wobbly step forward.

Seeing her baby's determination, Emma knelt down, her hands ready to catch him if he stumbled. Mokka's small hands grasped her fingers, his round face lighting up with accomplishment. Together, they took a few more wobbly steps, each one marked with sheer determination and joy.

Meanwhile, the horror movie reached a climactic scene, accompanied by gasps and exclamations from the trio on the couch. Emma's attention was divided between her family's reactions and her baby's adorable progress.

As the movie's tension finally eased, Mikey looked over with a sheepish grin, his earlier jealousy now replaced with amusement. The room seemed to exhale collectively as everyone relaxed from the suspense, and Emma found herself wrapped up in the love and connection that defined their moments together.

With a happy sigh, she scooped Mokka up into her arms, pressing a gentle kiss to his rosy cheek. As their eyes met, Emma and her baby shared a silent understanding—a bond between mother and child that transcended words.

And so, in the embrace of her family's laughter, Mokka's giggles, and the warmth of their shared love, Emma felt a profound sense of happiness that she knew would stay with her forever.

As the evening wore on, the sun began to dip below the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow through the windows of the living room. The room took on a cozy ambiance, the soft lighting mingling with the remnants of the laughter that had filled the air.

Emma gently settled Mokka into his playpen, where he eagerly grabbed at colorful toys and explored their textures with his tiny hands. The sounds of his happy babbling added to the cheerful symphony of the room.

With a mischievous glint in her eye, Emma turned her attention to the trio on the couch. Izana, who had initially maintained his stoic demeanor, was now snacking on chips with a faint smile playing at his lips. Shinichiro had tucked a throw pillow over his face during the movie's intense moments, peeking out every now and then to gauge the scene's intensity. Mikey had finally torn his gaze away from the screen, amused by his nephew's antics.

Leaning against the doorway, Emma crossed her arms and grinned playfully at her family. "Well, seems like the horror movie marathon has turned into a comedy with our little star on the stage."

Shinichiro sheepishly removed the pillow, his pale cheeks flushed with both embarrassment and amusement. "Hey, I can handle horror movies, it's just… a lot of suspense, you know?"

Mikey chuckled and ruffled his hair. "Yeah, yeah, you're just a big softie at heart, big brother."

Izana gave a nod of agreement, his eyes holding a warmth that contrasted with his usual seriousness. "Indeed, it's refreshing to see the little one's laughter balance out the tension."

As they exchanged teasing banter and laughter, Mokka's curious eyes turned towards the sound of their voices. He reached out with chubby arms, as if wanting to join in the merriment.

Emma couldn't help but chuckle at her baby's eagerness. She walked over to the playpen and scooped him up once more, holding him against her hip. "Looks like someone wants to join the party."

Mokka's eyes sparkled as he babbled in response, his tiny hands reaching for the faces around him. Emma shared a knowing smile with her family, a silent acknowledgment of the joy that this little one had brought into their lives.

The rest of the evening unfolded in a perfect blend of togetherness and happiness. Mokka's giggles intertwined with the adults' conversations, creating a symphony of love and connection. The horror movies were eventually replaced by a lighthearted comedy, and even Shinichiro found himself chuckling at the antics on the screen.

As the night grew darker, Emma settled Mokka down for bed, his eyelids drooping as she gently rocked him in her arms. The rest of the family shared goodnight wishes before dispersing to their respective rooms, leaving behind a sense of warmth that lingered in the air.

In the quiet moments that followed, as Emma watched her baby drift into slumber, she felt a deep gratitude for the bonds that held them all together. Their love and laughter were a reminder that amidst life's challenges, there was always light and joy to be found.

And so, in the embrace of the night, surrounded by the soft whispers of dreams and the echoes of shared laughter, Emma found herself feeling truly blessed.

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❥﹒？" You will be my boy , my boy , my boy " ！﹒◍﹒﹏﹒

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˚◞♡ Shy, Timid, And Adorable !!

🧸This blurb will only consist of my child oc and Bonten Mikey, so there will be some angst, gore and weapons. There will be harm against my oc, but just a small injury! Also, I may make this into a series. Anyways, enjoy!

"Nii-San!" Kou's thrilled voice brought Mikey out of his trance as he looked over at him with a confused expression.

"What's wrong little bean..?" The older male asked, his obsidian eyes staring deeply into the 10 year old boy's wide ones. Kou walked towards Mikey and happily slid a medium-size box in his hands, his large doe green eyes shimmering with excitement. 

Mikey looked down at the box and looked back at Kou, who was basically bouncing on his heels.

He snorted lightly and begun opening up the box to reveal two promise necklaces. One colored a beautiful midnight blue and the other a pretty shade of crimson red. He blinked slowly and glided his eyes over to the now shy pre-teen who timidly rubbed his arms. 

He then smiled and patted Kou's blue shaggy head of hair, his slanted eyes glistened with adoration and amusement.

Kou blushed in embarrassment and looked down at his feet, his hands gripping on the hem of his jacket. He had never seen his brother like this before, it's rare for him to even see his brother be genuinely happy. He felt cold metal touch his neck and jolted a bit, only to see one of the promise necklaces laid gently on his chest. 

He looked up to see Mikey wearing the other and smiling brightly at him. An adorable giggle came from Kou, as he jumped onto Mikey's lap and hugged him happily.

A choked yelp abruptly came from Mikey, as he immediately held Kou close towards his chest and hummed when he heard giggling from the gleeful boy sitting on his lap. He then lovingly nuzzled into his brother's soft frizzy hair and closed his eyes in content. If anyone were to ever see the two males like this, Mikey would definitely reign hell on them instantly. 

No ifs, ands, or buts.

Kou dazedly snuggled into Mikey's chest, his left ear laid near the male's heart and begun to subconsciously hear the slow beating with his eyes slowly closing from sudden exhaustion.

Mikey felt Kou slowly laying his weight on his lap and looked to see him asleep, hugging his waist as for a sense of comfort. He softened his gaze and kissed the boy's forehead, his body unknowingly leaning into the couch.

His mind began to flood with the overwhelming thoughts of his beloved baby brother, as his eyes instantly turned a pure shade of white with his arms tightly trapping the sleeping male against his frail, yet muscled body. 

It taunted him to his very core, seeing his brother crying out to him with his own blood covered around his shooken frame over and over again.

 He menacingly glared at nothing, as his intense stare would bare sharp hole to the walls that tightly hid his weapons from his innocent soul of a brother.

 He didn't need to know what his brother's job was. All he needed to do is be his innocent, adorable self and live a normal life. For his own sake.

He was knocked out of his trance, when Kou sleepily mumbled.

"Bubby, I need to use the restroom.. Let go.." 

Mikey reluctantly let go of the half-awake male and watched as he slowly walked in the nearby bathroom and closed the door behind him. He frowned and looked down at his lap, as he tightly gripped onto his pants and angrily shed tears.

He hated this feeling. He hated it so fucking bad. Knowing his brother could be potentially harmed when he's out his peripheral view, terrified him heavily. He ran his fingers through his hair and gripped onto it, as big blobs of overwhelmed tears flowed his pale cheek. 

"Don't cry.. I'm here, bubby.." Kou's soft voice reached Mikey's ears, as he looked at him and sniffled a bit. Kou smiled and hugged the older male's neck, with his small hand pushing his brother's head in his shoulder.

Mikey immediately snapped and wailed, his shaking arms immediately clasped around Kou's waist and pulled him in closer. Kou rubbed his brother's back in comfort, his eyes sadly peered at his brother's breakdown.

If only he knew what happened to him...

☘️Written on: May 14, 2023 at 2:11pm.

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let's hold hands, and run away into the woods ♡ 🍞🍄🌱🍰🍓🧁

🍄🐸 ◜ Such a adorable girl,,, don't you think??◞ 🍄🐸