#ryusui x reader

[rieamena]

BE MY BRIDE!!

nanami ryusui .

contains: fem!reader, fluff, getting married, falling in love, rain, idk what you want me to say just read it

wc: 5.6k

riea's comments: me and the other nine ryusui fans cheered and threw a party. everything i do is for my husband nanami ryusui. i love this man to heights i've never loved before. anyways i spent a whole five days on this (+ my pc was tweaking the fawk out while formatting this), ryusui HIMSELF better appear in my bed, naked and oiled up! need him so bad bro im already thinking of a new wip. anyways pt two, i don't hate this work i dont love this work. maybe smn will convince me that its peak @chericos - 4sum [yummy] @creatorbiaze - ryu for you

nanami ryusui was in a bit of a predicament, go through with the arrangement and marry the woman his father wants or choose his own bride.

"BE MY WIFE." he bellowed in the middle of a busy park, pointing at random women to hopefully coerce them to listen to what he had to say

however, it was only you who took the bait, the rest of the young women looking at the man like he had three heads. "what's this all about?" you asked, signaling to his poster that read WIFE APPLICATIONS OPEN. he was in attire that practically screamed i'm rich but i'm not trying to make it look like that: a pair of tan pants with a white button up shirt and a lavender sweater vest over it. it would've been the perfect commoner cosplay if it wasn't for the fact that he was drowning in gold. at least five rings on each hand, a three piece necklace stack, and one of those permanent bracelets, all in the most coveted metal known to man.

the rich boy before you dragged his eyes over your frame, nodding suspiciously, mutters of "yes" and "perfect" falling from his lips. about to question him, he exclaimed again, "UTTERLY PERFECT." what the fuck? maybe approaching the psycho looking for a spouse in the middle of the park wasn't the brightest idea. "YOU," he spoke again, snapping you out of your thoughts and grabbing your wrists when they snaked up to cover your ears in case he wanted to yell again, "YOU WILL BE MY WIFE."

maybe both of you were weird since your first thought wasn't get this man off of me.

"what's in it for me?"

"everything."

so here you were, bowing to nanami's parents in your overly formal dress. "do you really think this is going to work?" your fingers smoothed over your dress, trying to make yourself look even slightly more presentable. "of course it will," he started, looking at your features from the plush couch he relaxed on. no matter how sure of himself nanami sounded, you couldn't shake the doubt. he got up with a push, the sofa resuming its previous state before weight was placed on it. he slid behind you with a comfortable amount of space between you, fixing his hair in the gold framed mirror you stood in front of, "i'm the heir to the nanami conglomerate." you smiled softly as nanami introduced you as his bride to be, remembering his straightforward words that somehow managed to comfort you just a couple minutes prior to now.

there was a knock at your door. not a polite, rhythmic kind of knock, but a bold, rapid-fire i-have-no-respect-for-your-peace kind of knock. even though you weren't expecting anyone, you knew exactly who it was.

putting your pen down and walking over to the door, you cracked it open—not even bothering to look through the peephole—to find a grinning, newly familiar face casually leaning against the frame, hands in the pockets of a jacket that looked like it cost three times your monthly salary.

"good evening, darling!" he beamed, like this was the most natural thing in the world.

"how do you know where i live?"

he winked, tapping the side of his head. "HAHA! i know everything about you!"

you just stared at him, emotionless.

"okay. i asked francois," he sighed. "so…, are you going to let me in, orrrr…"

you sighed and stepped aside, letting the door swing open, "you're so annoying."

nanami's gaze swept the space like he was seeing a new world. your place was calm and airy, flooded with early evening light. soft throw blankets over the couch, a tidy kitchen in view, warm wood floors and just the right amount of clutter to make it feel lived-in—books, candles, a few unopened packages, and the faint scent of laundry detergent. nothing crazy, but clearly well cared for. "it may not be as big or extravagant as your mansion but that doesn't mean you should stare, you know."

he didn't answer you, just walked over to an open notebook on your kitchen island. you knew what he was looking at before he even read its contents aloud, "need to save a quarter of my paycheck every week to pay my rent for next month." nanami looked at you quizzically, like he knew something you didn't.

"no need to pay rent anymore if you'll be living with me."

"i don't want to do that yet?"

"i'll buy this apartment complex then!"

"that's not how it—" a sigh escaped your lips, and you pinched the bridge of your nose, "whatever."

he continued to analyze your book, commenting on the contents of the somewhat legible scribbles. you placed a glass of water on the island for him. "what are you—thank you— saving for?" nanami asked, pointing to a spot in the book that read SAVE MONEY $$$ quadruple circled when you hummed confusedly. "oh! my friend is a seamstress and i've been wanting to commission a piece from her."

nanami ohhed, taking another sip of water, "are you going to invite her?"

you reached for an opened bag of chips in the cupboard, pouring some in a bowl, "you mean over? like right now?"

"no, gorgeous. i mean to the wedding."

oh. oh. it suddenly hit you that you haven't informed anyone of what you got yourself into.

i'm mustard, these hoes gotta ketchup

you: hello my radiant, showstopping, stunning queens

kohaku: im scared

you: i (most likely) will be getting married. the groom is nanami ryusui, heir to the nanami conglomerate. i will be rich and we yes WE will never have to worry about finances ever again

kohaku: ??????

ruri: are you being serious?

yuzuriha: well that's great but uh, when did you meet this guy?

you set your phone down, ignoring the way it flashed with incoming text messages and calls, "i just told them."

"AHA! that's the spirit! i haven't told my friends either!"

"you have friends?"

it was bigger than you thought, the room i mean. white overhead lights illuminated the display cases below them. miniature versions of ships were encased, filling the displays from floor to ceiling and a much larger model ship in the center of the room. just how much did all of this cost? when francois gave you a tour of this mansion, the one ryusui lived in since birth and the one you'd end up calling your primary residence, they skipped over this room. your eyes fell upon a considerably large ship in one of the cases. "that one's the original h.m.s. royal sovereign of the seas from the 1600's," ryusui stood beside you, voice loud and booming, "a beauty, isn't she?" he admired the model with a glimmer in his eyes. you stared at it with him, "you built this?" 

"not this one but," ryusui's voice rose with excitement, pointing at three columns of model ships on the other side of the room, "those ones over there!" you followed him as he practically skipped to the other side of the room, pointing at his handiwork and listing facts about each one of them. his words etched into your brain, somewhat understanding his explanations of each ship. ryusui disappeared to a hidden room for a moment before walking towards you with a generic model in his hands and you hadn't realized the sigh of relief you breathed was loud until he chuckled and said something about having a feeling that you were getting confused. he then proceeded to sit on the hardwood floor with you—his hair tied back with only a few face-framing strands, something you found he only did when he was truly focused—and break down the parts of the ship, describing their purposes and the variants that you might see in the models around you. 

the boat rocked gently beneath your feet, unanchored in the still, glassy water of ryusui's private lake. you hadn't expected to say yes. when ryusui had asked—eyes bright, voice low and eager—if you wanted to try sailing, it had sounded like one of his usual whims. but something about the way he said it, half teasing, half hopeful, made you say the words before you even thought about it.

"why the hell not?"

the boat was one of many docked along the small, secluded marina tucked behind the mansion. this one, sleek and ivory, felt far too flamboyant for something as casual as a lake. but of course, ryusui wouldn't have anything less than flamboyant.

he showed you where to place your hands on the wheel, voice slipping into something smoother, quieter. "not too tight," he murmured from behind you, "she won't like it if you fight her. sailing's about feeling, not forcing."

you stood at the helm and he stepped in close. ryusui's arms came around you, his hands covering yours, guiding your grip. his chest brushed against your back, and suddenly you weren't thinking about sails or wind direction or the line of the horizon.

he spoke again, voice low near your ear. "good. now ease into the turn." you did as he told, your body following the gentle push of his hands—but your mind was on its own boat ride elsewhere. his fingers curled around yours like a secret. his touch wasn't rough, wasn't even trying to be flirtatious, but the worst part was that it felt like something you wouldn't mind getting used to.

"you're a natural," ryusui boasted after a long, quiet moment. you exhaled, turning your head to look at him all wide eyed and maybe to catch a glimpse of him as well. his face was close, closer than you meant it to be. the setting sun softened his features—blonde hair still tied, jawline sharp, lashes casting shadows on his cheekbones. his eyes stayed trained on yours and he smiled.

"rule number one of captaintry, never—" ryusui grabbed your chin with an unreadable glint in his eye and brought your attention back to what mattered, "take your eyes off the water."

"you see treasure out there?" ryusui's voice called from behind you, his eyes trained on your form. it had been raining for a little over thirty minutes now, with no signs of stopping. the water beat at the window before you, a slight twinkle in your eye—it didn't rain often. "i would consider it treasure, yeah," you turned around, seeing him sitting on the arm of the couch, sleeves of his white dress shirt rolled up and the shirt itself not even buttoned all the way. he's fine, and you hate that he knows that you know that. you damn near eye fuck him before smiling mischievously, "let's go claim it." the words came out quickly, your hand grabbing his and dragging him out of the mansion and into the downpour. 

the rain greeted you like it had been waiting—gentle but persistent, soaking through your clothes almost immediately. you spun away from him, laughter spilling out of you in a breathless rush. "dance with me, good sir," you said, holding out your hand with a polite bow. ryusui mimicked your pose, doing it with the full renaissance dignity you meant to channel, "it would be my pleasure, fair lady." there was no music, but you two moved like there was. you were making your own beats and rhythms with every step, twirl, and sway, the mirth, the melody. you went on your tippy toes, your arm completely outstretched, ryusui's hand in yours. he twirled, hair whipping around him, his laughter doing the same. he's a man of stature who has the whole world at his fingertips but became a fool for you. this fool of yours looked so offended when your hands met his shirt soaked chest, pushing him away. he'd only realized you were joking when you gathered rainwater in your hands and threw it at him, flashing that smile that made him feel like the sun was no longer shrouded by storm clouds. ryusui kicked water at you, running as you chased him around the courtyard, "get back here!"

he abruptly paused, causing you to crash into his now see through shirt. "up we go," was the last thing he declared before hoisting you onto his back.

you yelped, instinctively wrapping your arms around his shoulders as he started to run. he sprinted through the garden paths with you on his back, leaping over puddles and spinning in wide arcs that made you cling tighter, giggling into the crook of his neck. his heart duplicated the thunder in the skies, and he wondered if you could feel it. if you knew what you were doing to him just with your proximity. and by the time he slowed to a walk, you were breathless and shaking from laughter-induced pain. ryusui let you slide off gently, his hands lingering at your waist, touch unhurried. you didn't let go of him, arms still looped around his neck as the rain came down softer now—like even the sky was trying to listen.

ryusui looked at you. really looked at you. his fingers moved up, brushing a few wet strands of hair from your face. you felt his gaze dip down, linger on your lips. you didn't know when your arms tightened around him, when you started swaying together like you were making music again. his forehead pressed against yours and he leaned in just enough to make your chest tighten—and instead of doing what felt the most right in the moment, ryusui exhaled shakily, resting his head against your shoulder.

"why are you doing this to me," he murmured with a groan filled with an emotion he couldnt pinpoint yet.

you smiled against his temple, voice hushed. "hm? doing what?"

he pulled away from you, an uncharacteristic pout on his face before that boisterous laughter of his rang out. his arms enclosed around your waist then suddenly swung you around, lifting you off your feet as you squealed and clung to him.

you were practically catapulted into the wedding preparations. one minute, you're having tea with his parents, talking about ryusui and your relationship with him, and the next, you're having dress consultations, struggling to pick out fabrics and the style for the mandatory custom-made one-of-a-kind bridal wear courtesy of a nanami conglomerate tradition.

the silk bedsheets cooled your body down as you sank into the bed, the buildup of exhaustion fully washing over you once your head hit the pillows. you felt the bed shift in weight but you were far too tired and far too close to being in a deep slumber to care, curling up against nothing while a comforter and complimentary blanket was pulled over your body. and so, you let the newfound warmth consume you.

once he was sure you were fully asleep, ryusui moved your body just enough to get your head off the pillows. he fluffed them thoroughly before resuming your original position, a small smile appearing on his face when he heard you exhale deeply at the better head support. ryusui then climbed into bed himself, laying on his side and lightly tracing over your facial features with his index finger, the bed of his own forgotten for the night

an alarm rang through the room, it was weird sounding and loud enough to wake the intended recipient up as well as you. even though you crashed pretty early last night, your internal clock still knew the sun might not have rose yet at this time. not my alarm, not my problem. the bed shifted again, the sound cutting a mere second later and you hugged closer to the second heat source, its arms wrapping around you. what a smart heated teddy bear this is! although you were clearly 95 percent asleep and 5 percent awake, you swore you could feel hesitation in the air for a moment. plump and warm lips pressed to your forehead, "good morning." the teddy bear spoke, before reluctantly getting out of the bed and moving elsewhere. upon hearing the shut of the oak door, your upper half shot up.

teddy bears don't do that.

the garden was golden with early-afternoon light, dappled through the leaves of overgrown hedges and tall daisies bending just slightly in the breeze. you had set the picnic blanket down underneath the wisteria trees, where the scent was strongest and the grass was dry. a soft cotton cloth was spread atop it, corners held down with polished river stones. your mini cakes sat on a ceramic plate you were a little too proud of—tiny tiers of sponge and whipped cream, topped with sugared petals and glossy jam, arranged like a patisserie window. you hadn't baked in a while, not with someone specific in mind.

ryusui appeared minutes later with a dish covered in linen and saran wrap, sleeves rolled, shirt half-unbuttoned and hair slightly tousled—probably from running his hands through it while "cooking."

"all this for me?" he grinned, boyish and bright. 

you arched a brow. "and what did you bring to the table?"

he smirked before unveiling the dish and getting on both knees, the food well above his bowed head as if you were a goddess receiving offerings. and you gladly took it, staring at the pasta with a gaze that could only mean damn, this looks good. 

you ate together under the long, delicate clusters of the recently bloomed tree, passing bites between each other, talking about whatever came to mind. "and then i told them the story of how we met and they're so scared for me no matter how much i try to tell them that you're not that bad of a guy." ryusui froze mid-bite, "that bad of a guy," he put down the plate in his hand, "i'll have you know i'm the most coveted man on the planet. i'm rich, funny, ambitious," he listed out, assigning a finger to each adjective. "handsome," he paused, reaching into the basket nearby. some thing adored with flowers was placed on your head and you couldn't even register it before he started rambling again. "kind, and—"

"ryu."

he paused, looking at you looking at the flower crown in your palms. "you made this?"

"HAHA! of course i did! ah! i'm also good with my hands too and by extension, my fingers as well! who wouldn't want—!"

"yes, nanami ryusui. you're the greatest man to ever live." you interrupted smiling, hands busy packing the items into the basket, flower crown back on your head. "i'm so happy i get to be with a full package like you." you continued, tone clearly sarcastic but for a guy like ryusui, the only thing that matters is what you actually say. "as long as you're aware." he chuckled, prying the handles out of your hands once everything was in so he could put it in the kitchen.

he's so… stupid.

when ryusui came back, he stretched out beside you on the blanket, eyes half-lidded, the breeze gentle against his skin. you watched him sigh, long and satisfied, and then roll onto his side, head finding your lap easily.

"ryusui…" you started, hand hovering near his hair, "we shouldn't sleep out here." your voice was soft and undemanding; you knew deep down that you had no intention to move.

"don't care, sweetheart," he murmured, already curling into you, arms looping around your waist. his words were mumbled into the fabric of your shirt. "feels too good. just… stay like this."

you sighed, but your fingers found his side, rubbing slow, absent-minded circles as if to lull him further. his breathing grew slower. heavy.

and even though you told yourself you wouldn't sleep here too, the weight of him against you, the peace in the air, and the comfort of that flower crown still resting light as a secret on your head brought you to sleep as well

the venue was nothing short of what one would expect from the nanami conglomerate—pure luxury, a true display of power masquerading as a celebration of love. one of the many castles in the family's possession had been hand-selected for this event, its towering spires and courtyards transformed into a breathtaking dreamscape. orchids, gardenias, and white hyacinths were threaded through a gold lattice that lined every hallway. chandeliers made of real crystal caught every ounce of light and shattered it across the polished floors and every inch of the ballroom gleamed, from the pearl-encrusted table decor to the heart ice sculpture floating in a champagne fountain at the center. the ceremony would be held in the castle's cathedral, where sunlight poured in through stained glass and reflected off marble cherubs holding bowls of flower petals.

but in the middle of all this, your bridal suite was a rare scene of stillness. quiet, warm, and softly lit, it sat at the end of the second floor overlooking some of the estate below. the room was tastefully decorated, up to par with the standards of someone born into extravagance. velvet couches lined the walls and the dressing table was carved from white oak, inlaid with mother-of-pearl vines that shimmered when hit by the incoming afternoon light. a tea set—porcelain and likely antique—sat untouched on the corner table.

you stood at the center, clutching a silk robe against your dress. your heart was hammering beneath the layers of fabric and corsetry, though you were trying not to show it. ruri was the first to notice. "you're wringing your hands again," she murmured gently, reaching over to still them. kohaku hovered beside you with crossed arms, eyes sharp and concerned despite her naturally stern face. yuzuriha, in contrast, was pacing—probably to burn off her own nerves more than yours.

"i need to talk to him."

three heads snapped in your direction.

"talk to who?" kohaku asked, though her expression said she already knew.

you set the robe down, looking at them with an unreadable expression. yuzuriha's mouth fell open, her pearl drop earrings shaking with the movement of her head. "you can't see him before the ceremony. it's bad luck, like, nuclear bad luck."

"i don't care," you said, voice rising. "i feel like i'm suffocating in here. i…," you trailed off, getting quieter, "i just need his presence right now. please." the last word got stuck in your throat, your voice cracking upon pushing it out. the room was silent for a moment and as much as you'd hate to admit it, it was clear you were on the verge of a panic attack. kohaku sighed first, her hands reaching for your own. "okay, but we're making him face the door."

she moved swiftly, dragging over one of the white chairs that sat around the tea table and propping it between the sitting area and the entrance before opening the door. senku, gen, chrome, and ukyo stood on the other side, seconds away from knocking. "what brings you guys here?" ruri asked, fluffing out your dress just one last time. "hi ruri," chrome waved excitedly, nearly swooning when she gave him a genuine smile. "uh, ryusui," senku started, nodding his head towards the man in question who was currently leaning against the wall, head hung low, half dressed, and looking like a bundle of nerves personified, "wanted to talk to his bride. is that alright." it was less of a question and more of a statement. after all, senku didn't really care about the outcome. he knew ryusui would be fine regardless. 

your heart spoke the words before your head could process them, "yes! i would like to see him."

yuzuriha groaned, flipping ryusui to face away from you, pushing him backwards into your bridal suite and to the chair. "you better not turn around."

"i won't, i won't," ryusui said, lifting his hands in surrender as he took the seat obediently. he sat down with his back straight, the low back of the chair threatening to send him overboard if he leaned too much, and despite everything, that faint, easy grin slid onto his lips. "i may be greedy," he added, "but i wouldn't want to ruin the surprise for myself. even i have standards."

gen gasped, a hand atop his heart, "is that—humility i sense?"

chrome nudged him, whispering, "he's trying not to cry, be nice." senku gave ryusui one last glance before the four of them slipped out with ruri, kohaku, and yuzuriha following behind.

the room was quiet and you stood there for a moment, just watching his white suit-clad silhouette from behind, the tension in his shoulders, the tightness in his hands gripping his knees, the controlled breathing of a man whose confidence had always seemed genuine, even when it wasn't.

you stepped forward, sinking behind him slowly, your petticoat and dress pooling around you as your arms slipped over his shoulders. your cheek pressed to the side of his neck, just under his jaw. "hey," you whispered.

"hey," he returned, voice softer than you expected, "you look beautiful—you are beautiful."

you slid your fingers into his hair, gently brushing through the golden strands at his nape, the motion slow and reverent, memorizing the feel of him.

and ryusui melted.

your giggle bounced off his skin, "you can't see me though?" 

ryusui just sighed, leaning into your touch like he'd been parched for days and you were a desert oasis, his hands unclenching and the tension in his shoulders disappearing. for a man who wore arrogance as armor, he was remarkably fragile at this moment. and only for you.

"i don't have to," he hummed, feeling your fingers continue their ministrations, smoothing the hair back from his ears.

he leaned his head back slightly, not enough to see you, but enough to let you cradle him. the two of you stayed there in silence, breathing together. there was something so intimate about the way his shoulder rested against your heart. about the way one of your hands stayed at his chest, the other never ceasing its motions as it went to his hair, his temples, and down the line of his jaw. soothing him and calming you.

hands of his own lifted slowly, grasping where yours rested against his body. he turned his face just slightly toward your cheek connecting them as if you were his lifeline, and you could feel the tension trembling in him—like if the line between you didn't fade but completely vanished instead, so would all restraint. 

the doors creaked open, slow and heavy, silencing the guests near immediately. the orchestra began to play, and it wasn't the loud, grand kind of music ryusui had once imagined for his wedding. this was something softer and unbearably tender. the strings rose in slow harmony, each note delicate and aching, pulling the moment wider and wider until there was nothing else but you. and when you stepped into view, when the first sliver of your dress caught the light filtering through the stained glass, ryusui forgot how to breathe.

the intricate embroidery of your gown shimmered and your veil trailed behind and practically floated with each step, catching the light in a way that made you look unreal, otherworldly. but your eyes found his across the length of the aisle, and that was what leveled him. that look. that nervous, determined flicker of a gaze that told him you were scared, but you were walking toward him anyway. and ryusui, the man who had always wanted everything, finally understood what it meant to need.

he'd wanted kingdoms. oceans. control. everything he could take, build, and conquer. but he didn't feel for those things anymore. not really. because nothing—nothing had ever made him feel the way he did right now, watching you walk through floraled church benches and music, a miracle made flesh. he didn't want to blink, afraid that if he did, he'd miss the moment your lips gave him a small smile, the way your shoulders lifted with each breath you tried to steady, how your fingers tightened around your bouquet. 

by the time you reached the halfway point, he felt something collapse inside of him—a wall maybe, some last defense he didn't even know he was holding. his fingers itched to reach out. his mouth parted, but no words came. he just watched you, gazed at you, wondering how he got so lucky. you were still moving, still walking forward, and he had the unbearable thought that he could live a thousand lives and never feel like this again. that this moment was the most important thing he'd ever witness. ryusui didn't just want you in his life; he didn't want to possess you like some treasure. instead, he wanted to deserve you.

and when you reached the end of the aisle and took his hand, trembling and warm, ryusui didn't smile like he usually did. he looked at you the way a man does when he realizes he's just found the only thing that could bring him to his knees.

the vows came and went, pale shadows of what they were meant to be. written in a haze just days after ryusui's parents gave their blessing, they were polished, precise, and hollow. ryusui read his with that same gilded eloquence he always had, voice smooth, tone crisp, never once faltering. on paper, they said all the right things: respect, legacy, union, honor. but the words didn't have meaning. they didn't cling to your skin or settle in your ribs the way vows should. ryusui hadn't looked away from you once. not during the reading, not during the ring exchange, not even when you tripped up on a word and fought back a laugh. 

"you may kiss the bride." it was a commonality in weddings but when he stepped forward, it didn't feel ceremonial. ryusui got closer to you and the air shifted, gravity had found its center in the space between you. he didn't rush, didn't hesitate. he just looked at you like the vows had meant nothing, like this breathless second between your name and his was the real truth of it all. his hands rose slowly, one brushing your cheek, the other finding your waist, his touch steady. ryusui's eyes searched yours like he wanted to burn the way you looked at him into his mind, brand it into his soul before he did the thing he'd been wanting to do since you walked through those doors.

it wasn't the kiss of a man dodging an unhappy marriage, it was the kiss of a man who had been starving. ryusui kissed you like he was drowning and you were air, like someone who had just realized that you were what he'd been searching for his entire life. the crowd faded and the orchestra blurred. even your breath caught in your throat, and for a split second, your knees nearly gave out under the weight of him.

there was no classic ryusui spectacle to it. it wasn't loud or grand or triumphant. it was truthful

his mouth met yours with intent, he knew exactly what he wanted from you and was done pretending otherwise. his lips were warm, firm, open just enough for a breath to escape—a breath that ghosted against your skin like a confession.

and you melted into it. into him. one of your hands fisted the lapel of his suit, the other drifting up to tangle in the soft blonde of his hair. he groaned, low and involuntary, at the feel of your fingers against his scalp, and the kiss deepened—hotter, hungrier, more real than anything either of you had said all day.

ryusui pressed closer, the hand at your waist tightening, pulling you flush against him. he kissed you like he'd been waiting forever, like every second leading up to this had been torture, and if he didn't touch you now he might not survive it. his lips parted from yours in a slow pull, and for a moment, there was nothing else in the world but the space between your mouths and the fire blooming inside it.

the breath between you was still warm, lips tingling from the kiss that hadn't ended so much as paused. your heart drummed in your chest and ryusui looked at you with pure love. "how was that for our first kiss, huh?" he muttered, making sure his words only reached you.

"eh, it was alright…"

a single beat of silence was had before your laugh burst out, pure and unguarded, cutting through the haze that had fallen over the room. the orchestra hadn't quite started again. guests blinked, stunned and sighing, the air still thick with the heat of that kiss.

you grabbed his hand. "let's go," it came out as a whisper, your grin wide and eyes gleaming.

"now?"

"yes, now." you sassed, already tugging him down the aisle. he followed without hesitation, his fingers laced with yours as the two of you ran down the aisle that you'd walked so elegantly only minutes ago. your dress flowed behind you in a sweeping wave of satin, veil lifting in your wake. gasps and approving hums followed from the crowd, but none of it mattered. not the flash of photographers, not the careful arrangements or the decor.

just your laughter echoing through the hall. just the way his thumb stayed hooked over your knuckles, telling you that he never wanted to let go. the doors stood tall and wide, already open to the world beyond. ryusui turned to you, breathless and stunning in the afternoon light spilling through. his hand still in yours, he tugged you gently toward him, and before you could ask what now, he dipped you back in one smooth, dizzying motion—arms secure around your waist, hair slipping loose from the kiss-wrecked styling.

"let me try again then."

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[hoe-days]

RAHH, if you still do Dr. Stone I’d like to request hc for how the wise generals (Plus Tsukasa) would react if their S/O was like super into poisons (like an apothecary Pre-petrified) and tends to test certain one on themselves (granted they’ve built up a bit of an immunity)

Senku will do nothing innocent with this power, friend😭

He loves to talk about it with them. His favorite type of person is someone passionate about their interests like he is. He listens and takes mental notes on every fact they tell him. He knows a bit about poisons as a byproduct of his interest in science, but anything he doesn’t know he will be happy to ask his S/O.

As for testing on themselves, he’s not a fan but that also makes him hypocritical because he’s done the same with his science. He tries to keep some lab rats around for them though.

——

“FOR-EELRAY!?!?”

That’s what you get from Gen any time they tell him a fact about poison. He thinks it’s really neat, but also “spooky”. You’re definitely up there with Senku on his list of crazy passionate people. He sits up with you and watches you work. He finds it so fascinating to watch his S/O work with the different chemicals and plants. He also loves helping them find plants to use for their poisons.

He’s against them testing the poisons on themselves though and will absolutely voice his concerns any time they do it. S/O worries his poor poor heart.

——

Ukyo doesn’t quite get the obsession, but he likes to see his S/O happy and if this makes them happy then so be it. He will sit with them and watch what they do to make the poisons and will ask lots of engaging and thoughtful questions regarding them.

S/O is going to give him a heart attack testing on themself though.

——

Ryusui will have an entire poison lab built for them. He’ll get anything S/O wants. They want to get their hands on a rare toxin or animal? He finds a way. Anything they want. He wants them to document everything and he will absolutely read their notes happily and ask you about their work later.

He’s not big on them testing on themself though. He’ll buy anything that keeps them from needing to do that.

——

Chrome thinks it’s bad, in a good way. He finds it so cool! He’s done his own research on poisons, not much granted where he’s from, but he wants to learn more about it and will watch everything his S/O does. He asks a LOT of questions so be ready. He freaks out when they tell him they test poisons on themself, but he’s in awe when it’s explained that S/O has built an immunity to certain ones, he didn’t even know it was possible.

——

This poor man Tsukasa is so worried for his S/O. He’s just cautious in general when it comes to his loved ones and dangerous things. He likes to hear them talk about it though. They explain all the safety measures they take and it puts his mind at ease. That is, until he sees them test on themself for the first time. He asks S/O what they’re doing and if they’re alright and they have to reassure him that it’s okay and they know what they’re doing.

[jayden-killer]

Greediest man in the Stone World.

summary: you've just being awaken by your old friend and classmate, Senku, in a whole new human era. But, who's this young guy claiming you as his? a/n: waahh, i sincerly apologise if i disappeared...again. i literally forgot my tumblr writing page, and life took a.. strange turn of events(?) kinda. i hope this first ryusui one shot will make you guys forgive me!!

Dark.

And then... a golden beam of light passed through my eyes, blinding me. My muscles began to melt. I felt them sore, as if I had slept in an uncomfortable position all night. Or maybe, for three thousand and fifty years. This was what was brought back to me when I woke up from that sleep I thought was eternal. The first thing my eyes noticed when they hatched was a blinding sun. There was so much green. So much vegetation was not seen even in the well-preserved jungles. Then, a group of boys with familiar and unfamiliar faces. My eyes met his.

"Senku..?"

I uttered that name in a subtle tone of voice, and the boy did nothing but address to me that mischievous grin of his own.

"Yoh, Y/N...we need your help".

[ Time skip...(*ゝω・)ﾉ ]

"So... you need my dexterity in putting these little pieces together so you can build, um... Repeat it, thank you".

"An oxygen tank" Senku rest, without even thinking of getting that smirk off his face.

His attitude hadn’t disappeared after 3,700 years. Not even when he claimed in front of a professor that their speeches were meaningless.

Here we go again...

Between a sigh and the other I immediately set to work, while in the distance I heard Senku arguing with what seemed to be his colleague.

Just in the middle of my work I felt someone touching my shoulder gently. A delicate touch, like that of a…

"Child?"

The girl in question wore a watermelon helmet on her head, with lenses inserted in the two holes that created a space for the eyes. She made a sound of wonder, her hands to her mouth.

"So, you are new here!"

With a confused look I lowered myself to her level, able to have a face-to-face conversation with the little creature. " I suppose so..? And you are...?" That little girl who didn’t immediately show her intentions and courage was pretty to say the least.

"Suika wanted to welcome you to the Science Team!" she said clearly, now showing me her hand to shake her. I took her, and with a kind smile, I accepted her request. "How kind of you! Since I am now a new addition to your team, can I have the honor to meet my future colleagues and companions?"

Little Suika nodded happily, running in the opposite direction where I was working. Heck. Maybe it was me who was no longer a child like her, but Suika seemed really fast in the race, not giving me a chance to keep up. I didn’t know where she was taking me; we passed through several huts, erected on wooden structures, running as if someone was after us.

The only one chasing her was me. Looking back to see if we’d actually drifted apart, my foot tripped on a double-sized rock. The collision with the stone made me lose my balance; I was ready to crash on the dirty ground and have some bruises all over my face for a few days. Only that never happened. In the instant that I was about to feel my face against the damp soil, two arms wrapped my waists not too strong, but with determination, preventing me from slipping a second time. I didn’t even realize I closed my eyes.

"It’s not even the first day you’re back here on Earth, and you were destined to get hurt. Pff, not very convenient for our team, huh?"

A moment later my eyes sprang to meet his, and those eyes reminded me of an autumn now close to winter. " Well, lady killer, now you might as well put me down. I’m not meant to be your princess." I said authoritatively. His powerful arms let go of my body, and with a little thump my butt bounced off the ground.

What an idiot!

Not only was he now laughing at me with a fat laugh, as if I had just said the funniest joke on Earth, but he didn’t even deign to preseed himself! The blond slightly lowered his head, as I was still on the ground, and with an energetic voice he replied:

"Not yet", later going in the opposite direction, with firm step. Oh, what kind of weird I had in front…

˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

"Become mine! With all my Drago you would become the luckiest woman in the world!"

Somebody kill me...

It had been two months since I had made my unexpected (better to say, unlucky) acquaintance with blondie, who had the name of Ryusui Nanami. With his egocentrism and sheer avarice, he had proved to be one of the most promising members of the Kingdom of Science so far, with great skills for navigation. Apparently he came from one of the wealthiest families in Japan, and he certainly had not lost the habit of being indulged in everything, even after 3,500 years. And since our first meeting, he hasn’t stopped trying once. On every occasion he would give me his flirtations comments (sometimes shabby), he would become handsy, or he would try to buy me with his stupid Drago.

I was not one of those women who was so easily deceived, especially if a situation was about money. He thought I would give in so easily. I was so determined to prove to him the opposite, during these months, that this would give him up. With a gesture of the hand, I pushed him away. " I’m sorry, Ryusui. As I’ve explained many times before, I’m not interested." I took a dramatic break. ".. to you."

He whined loudly like a little baby, fogetting his money behind to get close to me. "You’re making a mistake!"

"I have made many mistakes in my life," I answered sharply.

"Then add another to your long list." I nailed him down with my sharp look, sketching a tight smile. Nothing to do. That man would never wave the white flag in the sky. However, it was becoming a nuisance, and having it close to me like a fin was starting to run out. For the worse.

I had only one idea that could have saved me in that instant, from a near future in which he was no longer clinging to me like an octopus: make him believe he had a chance with me. A bold idea; nevertheless, it had to be tried. Either it will make it or break it.

"Maybe, in the future, you might have a chance…" I implied in a vague tone, already heading somewhere, any, to get him off my back. I could swear to see his eyes shining remarkably with hope, and a new fire, fueled by determination.

He snapped his fingers, his iconic gesture that everyone, by now, had learned to recognize, and if he did, it was because he decided to do something. There were no roads back.

"HA-HA!" His laughter seemed to flow throughout the Ishigami village. Even Senku and Chrome turned to us, with confused scowls, to see what was so funny at the time. But Ryusui found nothing amusing in this situation, except a challenge to complete.

"So be it! I’ll show you how much I’m willing to change your mind. Anything to get the chance to become yours!"

Though I did not turn to look at him, once again, his muscular arms clasped my waists, turning my body to meet his. Face to face. "You, damned Nanami, what do you want now?!" That gesture had taken me by surprise, because he was not used to come so near me, but with his cheeky smile, he kissed me on both the cheeks. A quick gesture that made me blush remarkably in my face, almost to feel it burn under the palms of my hands.

"What the f...?!"

"You don’t know it, but you’re already mine!"

[inside-lees-mind]

Hii. Any Dr. Stone requests still hanging?

What about a ranking of how easy it is to make them laugh? (I know it's pure innocent fluff, but why the heck not)

Or, for any spicy folks: how easy it is to turn them on?

Dr. Stone Most to Least Rankings

Dr. Stone is coming back: I must come back.

I’m bored so I’m doing the spicy one. With that comes:

WARNINGS: NSFW, Hyoga being a sadist (canon)

And character list so I know who to bring up while I write this (not in order): Senku, Ryusui, Ukyo, Gen, Kinro, Ginro, Hyoga, Tsukasa

Most Easy to Turn On

Ginro: well this goes without saying. Ginro thinks with his dick. He’s always drooling over girls, abandoning all common sense to impress them, etc. Hell, you’re probably not the only one he gets turned on by… sorry.

Kinro: he tried so hard to act better than that, to be better. And he’s no pervert or anything… but it’s you! Unlike his brother, this is just because he’s so enamored with you. He is not looking at anybody else.

Gen: Most likely to turn you on. Gen is a bit of a pervert… if we’re being real. Amazing self control, but he’s been secretly thinking about getting you alone since this morning, but Senku found him first and so… it was hard labor instead! Much to his dismay. He’s not struggling to contain himself or anything though. Just frustrated…

Ukyo: He’s not perverted nor does he really think about you sexually a shit ton. He doesn’t have a high sex drive, but if you’re in the mood and go tease him… he really wishes you wouldn’t. Now the two of you have to sneak off because he’s either red in the face or teasing you right back and you’re dragging him into the woods for it.

Tsukasa: We have a bit of a jump, and this is where ranking them gets difficult for me. Tsukasa has great self control and is not likely to have trouble in public. If you try to tease him, he’ll just sternly shut you down. Maybe a little flustered, but he’s fine. In private? …you’re gonna get it.

Senku: likes to think he’s above it all things like this. He’s too focused on science and rebuilding the world… right??? He can ignore you for a while, but… rub up on him once and you’ll end up being told to ride him since you need it so bad… he needs it

Ryusui: you might be shocked he’s low… but let me explain! Ryusui loves everybody, has been surrounding himself with hot women since he was a kid (as odd as that sounds having to say it, but it’s true), and so he’s just not all that affected by anybody PHYSICALLY. I think he’d happily oblige if you wanted to get physical, but he’s not staring at your body with a hard on when you walk by or even are nude…

Hyoga: okay an odd choice for the bottom, but also a good choice. I’ll explain. He’s got excellent self control and torture skills. He’s likely to control himself well and he’s not all that affected by your attempts to get his attention. The most likely to make you wait and ALSO not let you help yourself at all. He can wait this out (while purposely riling you up) until you’re crying if need be. He’s lowkey-highkey evil bro.

[annarobszombies]

An idle thought

Ryusui Nanami has no real concept of what it's like to be poor.

Like, he's not prejudiced or anything like that. He doesn't turn his nose up at people just because they have less than he does.

But he also has no idea what it's like to live like that, so he can come off as rude and uncaring sometimes. Not that he means to, of course. He's a good man at heart, and he values things like hard work and determination.

But imagine him with a partner that doesn't have even 1/4th of what he does. They work multiple jobs just to pay their bills, just barely scraping by day by day. And he just does not understand.

He tries, but some things just don't compute to him, and he ends up bringing his partner to frustrated tears more than once. So what, then, is he to do? He hates making them cry, hates feeling like he's missing something.

"You could try living like they do," He doesn't remember who exactly gives him this idea- whether it was Francois or someone else- but it strikes something in him.

He wants to understand, he desires it. So he gives it all up- just for a while.

[quiet-curiosity]

It was my dog’s birthday yesterday & my mom bought him a second one of his favorite toys- this bunny. From the minute he got this bunny this March, he drags it around everywhere he goes (usually by the hand) he just loves it so much.

She also found 3 more backups for when he eventually rips them- but she wanted to see what he would do with 2 at the same time

He was so excited!! & yes that one photo is him laying on both of his bunnies at the same time.

Last night at 1am he woke me up. And I thought maybe he had it go outside. Nope he ran to the living room to play with his new bunny!!

You know what - I have a free blaze post that expires tomorrow. & think everyone needs to see this sweet pup with his birthday present ✨🧡✨

[narrators-journal]

may i have ryusui + hugs and cuddles? gn plz

This, is still very rough. Like I said in the earlier post, I’m p rusty at writing dr. stone character. But, I didn’t want to just throw out even MORE headcanons. So, I bit the bullet and wrote out a little blip of a scenario for ya, enjoy!

Ryusui Nanami yawned as he stretched an arm across his bed. Sleepily in search of the attractive form he’d gone to bed with the night before. Yet, all his palm met was the mussed, sea-salt-and-beeswax scented bedding, which, earned the crack of a single hazel eye to confirm that, yes, his bed was empty.

So, he pushed himself up, your name called into the quiet of his ship, but no response echoed back. Huh, well judging from the grey sunlight from the window, they shouldn’t be up for the day. He mused, though, he did still toss his quilt aside to get up and find his missing bedmate.

And, when he stepped out of the captain’s quarters, he was proven right. The hallways were quiet and still, with his extensive crew still asleep in their own rooms. After all, there was no real reason to get up so early unless you had been assigned something like breakfast, or were Ukyo Saioniji.

So, Ryusui was sure to keep quiet when he made his way to the upper decks to check the galley area first. Where he could hear the gentle shuffling of Francois, and smell the warm, delicious scents of breakfast in the air, but saw no sign of his person at the tables. So, he moved on. Only to find no luck in the usual quarters of last night’s companion. They were as empty and undisturbed as you’d expect after a night of disuse.

So, it was onto the next spot that someone might go on a sleepy ship, the deck. Where the air was chilled by the salty spray of the sea, and, leaned against the sturdy side of the ship, the familiar person he sought looked out over the expanse of beautiful, shimmering blue. “Well, hello there, cutie.” He hummed, a smile on his tanned face as the person jumped, a hand to their chest to clutch the pajama top they wore in some scramble for modesty. “Fuck, Ryusui, you scared the hell out of me!” They huffed, quick to realize how useless it was to clutch their pearls when they were pretty well covered already. Even if their sleepware was slightly dampened by the spray in the swiftly-warming morning air. “I didn’t mean to,” he promised with a barely stifled chuckle. As shameless as ever when he came up behind them to wrap his strong, sun-kissed arms around them. “I was just looking for you. Why are you up so early today?” “I got thirsty, so I got up for some water and decided to enjoy some peace and quiet.” They explained, unbothered at the affectionate position they were in. “Is my bed not peaceful?” “You snore like a clogged up engine, so no.”

That made the blonde man laugh loudly and shake his head, “Damn, I thought I had curbed that. My bad, cutie.” But, they only gave a huff at his apology. No attempts for further conversation, no attempts to pull away from him. They simply let Ryusui hold onto them as the day grew warmer around them. Both, now drinking in the peace and quiet before Senku and the rest woke up for their daily chores.

[captainshindo]

I like me a good hc when reader used to blast songs in the science lab afterschool just to annoy Senku to death. Like NLE Choppa, Doja Cat, Bad Bunny or whoever and Senku just can’t get her off his back and let her be but also muttering some insults at her

But then now in stone world Senku kinda miss the reader and the noise whenever he works so he hums here and there lmao

Then he realized he reaaaaally needs to find her stone ass before he loses his mind.

[rieamena]

life update: two hot men are in love with me and my mind is screaming polyamory!!

an extremely self indulgent tsukasa x reader x ryusui

word count: 2k

contains: smut lol..., unfinished work, drinking, the beach, ???? i'm bad at listing these idk

riea's comments: i was writing this for like two days and then i didn't feel for it anymore that's why its unfinished and you can tell it is because i gave up at the end and just described it with minimal words. got reminded of WHY i don't write smut lol i hate it..., sticking to fluff and suggestive content thank you! a work of third year is not the charm

you couldn't help but moan in delight at the stretch of ryusui's cock prying you open, he's big. and from the look of tsukasa's length ramming into ryusui's mouth, so was he. fuck, what was even happening right now? you've sobered up, all of you did. so let's try and remember how we got here.

the sky was that kind of blue that could only exist after the end of the spring semester, a sky born of collective exhaustion and the blissful rush of freedom. the sun had started to dip below the horizon, painting the clouds gold and bruised pink, reflecting off the surface of the ocean. the smell of saltwater mixed with charcoal from the grill yuzuriha and taiju were tending to in the distance. music floated lazily through a bluetooth speaker, mostly drowned out by laughter, splashing, and the soft clink of cans. kohaku had been next to you until just a few minutes ago, before chrome beckoned her toward the water to help him collect seashells for ruri, leaving you on the oversized towel. you softly laughed to yourself, watching as two blobs in the distance—that were so obviously senku and gen—tried to make something out of whatever materials the green one could find on the beach. nothing could be better than this: spending time with your friends in a villa with a private beach because one of those friends is absolutely loaded. what did you do in your past life to deserve this? maybe you were issac newton, or you invented the wheel, or even better—you made sliced bread! you finished up the rest of your beer, wondering if you should call senku over to collect your two empty cans; he could use the aluminum to build… whatever that is.

an unmistakable weight drops next to you, his arms immediately wrapping around your figure. "hello to you too, tsukasa." he just nudged himself closer to you, as if he wasn't as physically close to you as possible. "i did it," he started, continuing when he could practically imagine the ? look on your face. "i found a school and a teacher that'll allow me to shadow and be a student teacher." you practically flew off of him, holding his shoulders tightly, "wait that means—" tsukasa nodded, "yes, i'm one step closer to getting my license." and you're back on him again, chest smooshing against his bare one, smiling and giggling as you showered him in your praise. tsukasa held your hips tightly—definitely not resisting the urge to go lower—and smiled as he tried to distract himself from the fact that your tits were right in his face and your pussy was mere centimeters from his hardening dick. 

"having fun without me? ah, that hurts you know."

fuck. now ryusui is here and tsukasa internally groans when he finds himself growing even harder. the image of ryusui soaked from spending time in the sea, a small towel flung around his neck collecting stray droplets of water from his hair, and a can of beer in his hand wasn't the best for poor tsukasa's heart. he hated ryusui. tsukasa hated ryusui and his pretty face and sexy body and his stupid personality and how he could just talk about what he wanted brazenly. "you guys know it's my desire to be passed between you two and here you are, forgetting all about me." ryusui sighed, taking a seat on the towel, his expression full of feigned sadness. "oh, shut up." you peeled yourself off of tsukasa, crawling over to the space between the two men. tsukasa let out an inaudible whine when he no longer felt your skin against yours and then let out another one when he saw that your plush bikini clad ass was right in front of him, practically begging him to worship it. 

but he sat up instead, opting to watch you and ryusui engage in conversation, his eyes raking over both of your bodies. you could tell ryusui's eyes were on you but they weren't on you. following his gaze, you promptly covered that area with your hand. "why're you staring at my neck?" ryusui lifted his hand to softly meet your face. "cause it's pretty, just like the rest of you." he hummed in response, his hand lifting your jaw, gaze now focused on the man behind you, "you're thinking the exact same thing as me, tsukasa. am i wrong?" tsukasa hadn't realized he'd been staring until he got caught. he just nodded and inched closer to you both. what was he supposed to do when ryusui already saw him ogling not just you but him as well? tsukasa pressed a soft kiss to your temple, humming against your skin.

"may i?"

"may we?"

at the sound of that sweet three letter word, tsukasa latches onto your neck like he's been waiting years to kiss and suck you there and ryusui takes the other side, your neck quickly getting covered in spit and sloppy kisses. you hold back a moan, feeling heat pool between your legs. ryusui's hand finds itself cupping your breast, thumb rubbing against your clothed nipple while tsukasa's toyed with your thighs and waist. you were suddenly quite conscious of how much skin you were showing but the two men reassured and worshiped you with their mouths and fingers.. 

the lowest groan known to man travels from tsukasa's spit slicked lips and right into your ear and ryusui bit your neck hard as your hands grabbed at their clothed dicks. "hm, pretty girl? you want it? you want us?" tsukasa whispered, wanting to wash the taste of sin on his tongue with your wettening cunt.

"yes! please just—"

ryusui took your lips in a dizzying kiss, moving his hand down to rub your core through your bikini bottom, "that's all we need to hear."

the three of you managed to enter the villa and slip into one of its unused rooms unnoticed, hands still roaming each other's bodies. as soon as the door closed and was locked, ryusui wasted no time to be on you again; he pressed your back to the door, kissing your mouth with the same hunger he'd kissed your neck with. his hands tangled in your hair, tugging gently as his tongue slid against yours. you whimpered, already breathless. tsukasa managed to squeeze between your body and the door, the warm flesh of your ass teasing his achingly hard cock. he moaned when you rocked your hips, feeling it ripple and bounce on him. "mmph, yeah." tsukasa leaned his head back, fingers making quick work of your bikini top, releasing those soft pillowy breasts of yours and taking them into his large hands. he pushed and prodded the flesh, squeezing your nipples between his index and thumb causing you to moan into ryusui's kiss.

your feet were off the floor and you gasped as ryusui carried you over to the bed—his mouth now on your chest—and sat you on the edge before releasing himself from your body with a pop. both him and tsukasa shared a look before kneeling in front of you, not fully bare but definitely vulnerable. an unreadable smirk plastered itself onto your face and you stood up, shimmying the last of your thin swimwear off and keeping the fabric in your hand. the wall between their love filled gazes and your flower had fallen and they took their swim shorts off as well, cocks springing free and oozing precum. a giggle escaped you when your swim bottoms hit tsukasa's face, your hand staying in its flinging position. the man before you sniffed where your hot sex lied for the past few hours and let out a pornographic moan, shoving the intoxicating fabric into ryusui's face so he could see how sweet you smelled.

however, ryusui didn't get to bask in your scent for long due to tsukasa grabbing his neck with a single hand and crashing his lips onto his. their mouths moved in tandem and you didn't even notice tsukasa's hand snaking down to grip at ryusui's length until you heard the other mewl. "fuck, tsukasa. you're so hot. i need you—hah mmmh—need you both so bad." tsukasa let go of ryusui, grabbing his own member and placing it against the blonde's, hissing at his welcoming warmth. he wrapped a hand around both of their dicks, mixing their fluids. tsukasa's hand moved agonizingly slow, a bead of spit dropping from his lips and onto the kissing cocks beneath him—even though they were already considerably lubed up with their natural slick. you'd already laid down on the bed, legs still hanging over the edge and mind filling with the sensual whimpers and groans of the two hottest men you know. you didn't dare touch yourself, you had a feeling  you'd be in trouble if you did. 

"faster! faster—!" ryusui moaned, thrusting his hips up in an attempt to get more friction. tsukasa stopped him with a bite to his collarbone before wrapping where your desirable cunt met swimwear against their frottage, pace significantly quicker than before. "you like that, baby? this fast enough for you?" ryusui nodded feverishly at tsukasa's words, body trembling from being just a few thrusts away from spilling his seed. "d—don't stop, 'kasa! i'm so close, please! i'm almost there—i'm—i—" ryusui shook hard as his pretty dick shot out its first load of the night, his groans matching with the sight perfectly. his voice got higher and higher when you heard sucking sounds, "fuck, baby. ah~ you're gonna break me before we've even started," ryusui shut his eyes tight, feeling his way to tsukasa's hair and forcefully pulling it off of his shaft, "if you wanna eat so bad, we've got a perfect pussy ready for us… let's not make our princess wait any longer."

with ryusui on your left and tsukasa on your right, they both took a leg and began kissing and nipping their way up to your throbbing cunt and you screamed in pleasure when you felt your pussy spread and their lips attached to it with fervor, "so fuckin wet for us already." "don't wanna come up from this pretty pussy ever, she tastes so good." you didn't even have time to question how both their heads fit down there when a finger and a tongue slipped inside of you, forcing your back to arch off the bed.

your string of curses blended with the slurps and squelches that filled the room as both ryusui and tsukasa made out with your glistening pussy, "fuck—fuck yes!"

-> you riding ryusui and tsukasa's cock in ryusui's mouth and he's just moaning around it, swirling with his tongue, treating tsukasa so good

-> tsukasa fucking ryusui and ryusui eating you out, not caring about tasting his cum on his tongue

-> tsukasa getting corrupted (hes giving you backshots on the floor ,,, ass slapping!!!,,, while sucking ryusui's dick. yeah hes pussydrunk and cockdrunk, you force yourself off of his big member to rub his cock with your tits and ryusui gets on his knees to suckle on his tip. as soon as you can tell tsukasa is going to come, you shove your tight heat right back on him and tsukasa comes hard. you both don't stop despite his pleads, torturing him into overstimulation. he orgasms again soon after.)

-> ryusui makes love to you in classic missionary bc i spend my nights with him and i know he loves a good missionary. makes you squirt while tsukasa is jerking his cock and making out with you

-> end with stacked fucking (tsukasa takes ryu, ryu takes you)

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[hoe-days]

You know what, we got Senku reaction what about the rest of the main cast. Ukyo, Gen, Chrome, Tsukasa, Ryusui, and Hyoga react to someone flirting with their s/o thinking "oh hell no" to "oh wait they are too dense to realize they are being flirted with" then it's just reliving vietnam flashback on how long it took them to finessed their way into a relationship with their s/o

This is so funny

————

Ukyo hears everything, especially when it comes to his S/O. So imagine his shock when he’s patrolling around their current settlement and hears someone speaking to his S/O. That in itself is nothing out of the ordinary, but what the person says is what catches his attention.

“That Ukyo is pretty shrimpy, huh? How could a guy like that handle someone like you. A strong guy like me would be a better fit for someone like you.”

Ukyo cannot believe his ears. The slander upon his name. He’s not one for confrontation, so he plays it cool, getting closer to where they are and listening.

“Oh wow I guess you are pretty strong huh.”

S/O don’t do this, Ukyo’s heart can’t take it. His S/O smiles brightly.

“But I don’t really care about stuff like that! Having strong friends is nice but Ukyo is my boyfriend, and that isn’t a requirement for me. And it’s not nice to talk about people like that too.”

“Huh? What are you talking about? Friend?”

Ukyo can’t help but chuckle from where he is. S/O completely misunderstood the situation. He lets out a sigh of relief. Funny thing is that it kinda reminds him of how he and S/O were before. They were pretty much dating before he even asked them out. Back before the petrification, when he wasn’t out at sea he would visit them and hang out. He courted them with fun dates and gifts. He still remembers the way his heart shattered when they told him, “I’ve never had a friend do so much for me as you do, Ukyo.” He shudders just remembering it. Though he was glad they understood he was courting them after he explained so, as awkward as the conversation was at first.

He shakes his head before coming out of his hiding spot and joining S/O.

——

Now Gen catches on immediately. He’d be with Senku and Ryusui discussing the Kingdom of Science’s next move and he’d happen to glance over at his S/O across the deck of the Perseus. That’s when he sees one of the brutes from the battle team talking to his S/O. He can judge based on the guy’s body language alone that he’s flirting. Senku and Ryusui notice Gen is distracted and follow his gaze.

“That guy is flirting with S/O right in front of you, Gen. He must think that because he’s strong he can do whatever. Am I wrong?”

“Is it me or does S/O seem completely unaware.”

“My dear Senku you are correct. As intelligent as my sweet S/O is, they’re a bit lacking in the ‘romantic intention’ department.”

Gen sighs as he watches the guy give S/O something. They smile brightly as they thank him.

“Ah yes. The gifts. I remember constantly giving them flowers trying to express my love and I thought it was me doing magic tricks for them.”

“Yikes.”

Gen watches on as his S/O jogs over, showing him what the man gave them.

“Hey Gen! Look at this cool trinket that guy made.”

Gen gets a devilish smile on his face. Time for the dramatics.

“Oh my sweet S/O! What guy?”

“Oh I don’t remember his name, I’ll have to ask later. Oh we should put this as a decoration in our house when the world is restored.”

Gen snickers as he watches the guy stand there in shock and awe. Senku deadpans and looks looks at Gen.

“I thought you were supposed to be the morale booster.”

———

Chrome is very protective of S/O. The relationship is fairly new after all. It took ages of him giving them cool things as gifts to try and profess his love before FINALLY getting over himself and asking them out directly. Nothing really changes between them once they’re dating though, neither of them are ready to amp up the PDA just yet. The only people that really know about the relationship are Senku and Kohaku, they were the ones that helped him think of a way to tell S/O in the first place. So giving the limited amount of people who know about them, obviously someone will try to get with S/O at some point. In comes Magma. S/O needed help with some heavy lifting and Kohaku was off with Chrome busy with something else. Imagine their surprise to find that when they come back, Magma is flexing and boosting himself in front of S/O as they work.

“YEAH. BET YOU’RE NOT USED TO SEEING STRONG GUYS LIKE ME AT WORK. GET A GOOD LOOK.”

Kohaku is ready to jump into action and scold Magma, but stops when she realizes Chrome isn’t reacting.

“We need to stop him before he makes S/O too uncomfortable- huh?”

“I don’t even think S/O knows he’s there.”

“Oh.”

Chrome chuckles sheepishly and rubs the back of his head when S/O turns and notices them standing there. The jump up, running over to greet them excitedly, leaving Magma staring in confusion.

“You guys are back! Did you bring me anything cool back, Chrome?”

Chrome shoots a smug smirk at Magma before looking back to his S/O.

“Yeah! Check out this bad mineral I found.”

——

Tsukasa’s S/O is never too far away from him. They were the first person he revived when he gained control of the cave and have been at his side since. Most would see this and immediately understand that they have a deep bond with Tsukasa, but it seems sense is lost on some people. Some people being Yo. He decides that to get to the top, maybe be could suck up to Tsukasa’s right hand. No biggie! He walks up while S/O is taking a break from their sparring match with Nikki, and strikes up a conversation. He lays on the flirting pretty thick. Nikki is about to confront Yo but pauses when she notices Tsukasa and Hyoga walking up, most likely to join in training.

Hyoga raises an eyebrow at the scene before them before looking over at Tsukasa, who has the same stoic expression as he usually does.

“Well. Are you going to do something? Or would you like me to handle it.”

Tsukasa just chuckles.

“No, it’s fine.”

S/O who was staring at Yo a bit confused at what he was rambling about, turns their attention to Tsukasa behind him. Their expression immediately turns joyful.

Yo smirks, thinking S/O is on the same page as him, but is left dumbfounded when S/O jogs past him to talk to Tsukasa, smiling brightly as they look up at him.

“Tsu, you have to see the new move I came up with. I was teaching it to Nikki.”

Tsukasa smiles down at them warmly, placing a hand on their head.

“Yes, you’ll certainly have to show me.”

Nikki shakes her head before bopping Yo on the head.

“Are you really that stupid? Flirting with Tsukasa’s lover like that??”

“I DID WHAT?”

——

Ryusui is incredibly open with his affections for his S/O, so it’s damn near impossible to NOT know they’re together. So naturally it’s someone they don’t know! After the events on Treasure Island everyone is trying to calm down and work on repairing the Perseus, so Ryusui and his S/O don’t see each other much outside of sleeping in bed together. So imagine his surprise when he hears from Minami that one of the locals is looking to court his S/O. Initially he’s a bit serious, but then he laughs as Minami stands there shocked.

“HAHAHA. Clearly you don’t know anything about my partner.”

Minami blinks before following him to look over the railing over the Perseus, looking down at the beach where S/O was. A couple suitors stood by, looking to help with their task.

“Naturally people would be drawn to someone as great as my partner. WHO WOULDN’T? But S/O won’t budge.”

Minami looks on as S/O smiles and thanks the men for their help.

“You sure about that?”

“Yeah they’re just being friendly.”

He looks down at S/O a bit exasperated.

“I asked them out multiple times and they thought I was joking. I bought them three luxury cars and they said I was too generous of a FRIEND. It took two romantic boat rides for them to realize I wanted to date them.”

Minami looks at him dumbfounded.

“THERE’S NO WAY.”

——

Now you’d have to be pretty stupid to even think of flirting with Hyoga’s S/O. That, or it’s someone who simply doesn’t care. Like Moz. He doesn’t care if they’re with Hyoga. If Hyoga likes them then that must mean he thinks they’re “proper”, which means they must be strong. That’s exactly Moz’s type. He has no shame in flirting with them once he’s a part of the Kingdom of Science. Though he knows better than to do it in front of Hyoga, not yet at least. However, Hyoga is well aware of Moz’s interest in his S/O and honestly, had his S/O expressed any discomfort, he’d have immediately put an end to it. But he knows them. He knows that they don’t care a bit about Moz’s flirting because they don’t even realize he’s flirting. Which is why he looks on as Moz once again preys after his S/O.

“You know S/O, I like the feisty ones. The strong ones like you. You’re just my type.”

“Really? Oh then maybe we can find someone like me for you.”

Moz smirks, thinking S/O is being coy, but then his smirk drops when he realizes they’re being dead serious.

Hyoga puts a hand on Moz’s shoulder, his grip tight.

“As you can see Moz, S/O is a bit dense. I can guarantee you that they have no clue of your intentions.”

Moz blinks, then looks at Hyoga with a small smirk.

“Then how did a stiff like you manage to do it.”

“A secret only S/O and I will know.”

[staravyz]

hihihi hope you doing well 💗 may i request something about my pretty boy ryusui? i was wondering something about like he flirting with reader a lot like A LOT but she's so oblivious that is actually pretty WILD, like everyone thinks she dgaf but in reality she's sooo oblivious bcs maybe anyone ever flirt with her but actually she likes ryusui back, just doesn't know about it or how to express it😭 thanks in advance!! doesn't matter if you do hcs or one-shot or something, just what makes you feel comfyy 💌

︖﹖ㅤㅤRyusui w/an Oblivious!reader 🥀

ㅤㅤ⚓️ㅤㅤ—ㅤ(dr. stone) nanami ryusui x reader

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ❕️ㅤclick4rules—4masterlist

ㅤ﹑tags ... headcanons/implied romance/female!reader or gn!reader, doesn't really matter/fluff/corny/oblivious!reader

ㅤ౨ৎㅤ—ㅤa/n﹕extremely late delivery please forgive me 🙏 this trope is literally the best and so perfect for ryusui - dusty old drafts part 1

found you classy and reserved until he made a flirty joke at you and you just looked at him like 😕❓️

then it hit him: you are just REALLY oblivious...

you're not single because you're so striking you end up intimidating people, you just cannot pick up a hint

and if you ever do, you realize like 5 years later (true story that happened to me)

you could be conversing with another person from the old world and they mentioned this guy that had a crush on you and it would dawn on you right there that the guy had ROMANTIC feelings for you... like he wasn't just being silly..????

and ryusui's pretty silly but he took it as a mission to make you see him

eventually it became less of a goal and more of a "oh, i think i actually do wanna marry them and take them on yachts and buy them the most luxurious brands for the rest of our lives."

and that realization came to him when you laughed at his attempt to flirt with you

he kinda wanted to hear that laugh a little more often

and maybe some blush on those cheeks

and maybe a diamond ring on that hand

he finds it funny how he can drop the worst, corny, ridiculous comments about you right behind you and you would just not hear because of your selective hearing that blocks out anything spoken in a romantic frequency

he'd pull the most dramatic gestures of affection on you that would make people question how bad his proposal will be

wants to impress you so bad to grab your attention and feels ultimately defeated when you follow a butterfly around instead

surprise surprise you like him back ‼️

unfortunately, ryusui is completely convinced you're not only oblivious, but also uninterested

the challenge makes him a tryhard but he doesn't even need to try at all because you've had your eye on him much longer then he's been looking at you

just in a different way.

a way that makes you frustrated because you don't know how to express such a fragile feeling

it might even make you feel awkward when he does so much for you because you have no idea how to properly reciprocate

nonchalant baddie x down bad dog ahh trope

if words can't get through your thick skull, surely gifts can? ryusui theorizes

gifts are his specialty. he's totally got this.

except he doesn't

your sweet, innocent responses to his praise, flirting, and gift giving makes him frustrated and flustered at the same time and he cannot decipher how that is possible

you actually drive him crazy

words of affirmation and gift giving don't work on you? okay, then it's gotta be quality time.

so he clings to you everywhere

he makes everything a date, even if it's just a walk to a field of flowers

your way of flirting with ryusui is going along with his madness

always agreeing to his ridiculous plans

how in the world did you fall for such a greedy man?

and if that's so, why does he claim to want everything just to give it all to you?

perhaps you have a chance. you'll never know unless you ask. unfortunately, you're practically incapable of asking.

after what felt like ages of courting you, ryusui eventually confesses pretty bluntly

he runs through his whole speech with francois just to only have to say half of it because you actually don't need to hear 100 reasons why he'd be a suitable partner for you

you don't need his words or gifts or time

you fell for him, just him

finally knowing that after being so deep into the whole "they're definitely uninterested..." assumption was a breath of fresh air

because he fell for you and everything about you, now he has you

eugh that was cringe guys i hate love 😾🤮

©️ staravyzㅤ(¬_¬") do not steal, translate, or repost.

[bloodchapell]

Hi, I would like some where the 5 wise generals + Stanley and Xeno, go out with a Latina (from Costa Rica) with a very strong character, and she always manages to give them orders and they don't refute, please.

si señora, yes ma'am

what to expect: latina reader HELL YEAHHH, mix between modern au and canon

your sword's note: as a latina myself this was what i needed hell yeahhh, if my colombian mindset slips thru this ignore it, (or embrace it idek) will try to make it neutral, more on my mistresslist

Ryusui:

Starting strong. I am a firm believer that Ryusui is top #1 latina lover, like this guy desires everyone but when he senses a latina things are different. He factually knows basic spanish and will be flirting using his skills. What I mean by this is that he will be calling you mami💀. He met you while he was traveling and since then he has been obsessed with you. His uncle doesn't like you and unusually Ryusui feels like throwing hands because of it.

"Ryusui Nanami did you have Francois cook for you again!?" You scold him once you see the butler standing in the kitchen. Oops, full government name, bad signal.

"That is their job mi amor." His pout can't save him. You drag him by the wrist to the kitchen.

"I see Francois here every day, I love them so much but I know they have their own life and their own desires, so I gave them the day off. Why the hell is then Francois here cooking for you? God forbid something happens to them, you will die of inanition." Ryusui listens with flaky resolution at your stern expression. Growing up he always found his way around orders, but he can't possibly defy you.

My god, he parades you around like a trophy, he brags to everyone that you have a beauty they can't even begin to comprehend. But it doesn't stop there, he is always talking about how smart you are, and how strong you are.

Regardless if you are bad at dancing or not, he considers you a prodigy and insist on taking classes himself so he can dance with you and not embarrass you. He is really good.

Gen:

I don't even know where to start. He is a little bizarre like that and will fall easily for you when you greet him with a kiss on the cheek. His brain can't function properly and he can't use his knowledge of the human mind on you. I can't ever picture Gen as dominant in any shape or form so he will agree with whatever you say. He wholeheartedly enjoys being bossed around.

"Gen Asagiri get here this instant!" You yell and he is already running to you.

"I'm so sorry love I promise whatever it is was unintentional, I did not mean it I am sorry." He is almost on his knees.

"You tricked Kinro and exchanged your workload with his, you apologize this instant." You point at him, he is afraid and nods but you can see the intention of twisting the situation around in his eyes. "Or no arroz con frijoles."

"No! Don't do that to me please! I will apologize right now..." Gen clings to you at the call of his favorite food only you can cook.

Ukyo:

You don't need to boss this man around, he is already perfect.

He loves listening to you, whether it is talking to him in Spanish, or when your accent slips in when you're talking Japanese or English, but his favorite moment of the day is when you sing to him, it doesn't matter if its reggaeton, salsa, bachata, cumbia, he absolutely loves it and will learn the lyrics to your favorite songs and sing along with you.

Ukyo loves how your fiery personality matches his calm demeanor, he feels like its the perfect balance,

Chrome:

MY GAWD THIS IS WILD. My brain is wired in such a way that I can't imagine him with someone that isn't Ruri but we will try.

For some reason, you were in Japan when you got petrified, and you were revived. Eventually when Chrome meets you, he is confused as hell, why do you look so different? He finds it beautiful. When you tell him of the landscapes of your country he will cry, and swears that he will go and explore with you.

"Maldita sea!" You curse when you hurt yourself when helping building the latest invention of the kingdom of science, it's a minor scratch and you tend to it fast. Chrome on the other hand, sits baffled.

"What was that!? Is she a sorcerer?" He runs to Senku.

"No idiot, that is Spanish, another language." Senku huffs.

Chrome insists on learning Spanish.

"How do you say 'thats bad' in Spanish?" He asks with his eyes glimmering.

"Que malote."

He says it in Spanish now.

Senku:

I am having a field trip with this one 🤑.

The stereotype of us latinas being bossy and having a strong character is lowkey so real. Initially he would be bothered by this, but eventually he gives in, sometimes it is true that you know better.

"Why is your family's Christmas celebration on the 24th?" Senku asks confused. You invited him back home for Christmas since Byakuya was training in NASA.

"We are staying up until 12 and celebrating, to open the gifts." You shake him. He rolls his eyes but will oblige.

"Mijo pass me that thing over there, la cosa esa." Your dad points and he has no idea what your dad wants him to hand over.

"It's just 3pm, why are you all dressed up? You better not spill food over your clothes, now go get the soda." Your mom complains. You of course drag along Senku, and he sees how lively the neighborhood is.

As it gets late, more and more family members will arrive, you introduce him as your boyfriend and they talk his ears off. He is baffled at how many people there are in the celebration.

Your family will pray and then get to eating, he stays silent during the prayer and eats. Everything he has eaten before in his life is literally trash compared to your mom's cooking.

At 12, the fireworks start to go off and everyone hugs each other, you will hug him and he corresponds after he realizes he was the first person you hugged. Everyone opens the gifts and he feels so warm at how nice everyone is.

After that, he plays video games with your cousins, eats more, drinks upon the uncles' requests, and finally, falls asleep on two chairs at 4am as everyone is still dancing.

Stanley:

This is latina lover #2.

You are the annoying high school couple omg. After years together he knows Spanish but his accent is so heavy, you always make fun of him, he would also be conjugating things wrong. "¿Donde estas tu? Ya llegue a el casa y yo no te encontrar."

"Pfttt, ¿el casa?" You mock him through the phone.

Your family 100% calls him gringo. He doesn't care.

The chances of Stanley messing up in his work are almost impossible, but during the times that he has almost messed up, he thinks of you; not in a cutesy way.

"Listen to me Stanley Snyder, if you are going through with this soldier thing, you will be careful, you will come home in a piece, you will make sure nothing happens to you, because if it does... trust me, bad things will happen, if you die I will revive you myself, torture you, kill you and revive you again only because I would miss you. But believe me, whatever miserable hell you might go through doesn't compare to my tortures. Do you want to see some other guy consoling me after you die? Think wisely, and act accordingly."

Xeno:

Bro is that one American who is fluent in Spanish just by osmosis. His pronunciation is flawless, conjugation is perfect, accent is minimal.

There are greater goods, greater evils. He is evil, but you are a greater evil. He will be so happy when he realizes you are also evil.

Your elegance is on another level, even in moments when you are technically not elegant, he will always find something so stunning and perfect about you.

A total gentleman. He is somewhat surprised that you corresponded his feelings because he saw you so out of his league.

"Xeno, I don't want you coming home at 11pm a single day more, if you get here later than 8pm, you will find your bags on the doorstep." You scold him after he gets home late from work.

"I am really sorry princesa, I will do better and make it up to you."

And he does.

[yummyrevivalfluid]

A Little Bit Is Never Enough, I Want It All!

Fratboy Ryusui Nanami x GN Reader X Nerd Senku Ishigami

Synopsis: Ryusui Nanami, son of the Nanami Conglomerate, has always been loud, rambunctious, prideful, but most of all greedy. A man who desires everything didn't believe he had to keep an eye on someone whom he thought innately belonged to him. It was an unwritten law, something he didn't have to say for it to be true. It was your family's meddling that brought you together! You were to be his and only his.

Distracted by his doing, indulging in the liberating freedom of college, Ryusui realizes too late that you were slipping away from his grasp and falling into the gloved hands of a chemistry lab TA, Senku Ishigami. How you created a fire in a titrations lab was a mystery to Senku, but now that you've caught his interest, he isn't willing to let you go.

Chapter 1: Promise?

“Deshire.” A voice shouts confidently, despite the lack of articulation. He snaps his fingers, pointing them directly at your face, disregarding your personal space.

You whimper, clutching your mother's hands harder as you hide behind her leg. The boy’s manners are drastically different from what you are used to. You are accustomed to your family’s estate, having grown up in a prim and proper environment. Your ears are used to your family's quiet and mindful manners, but they’re ringing under his shouts.

“You are going to be my friend!” he continues to shout, earning snide remarks from his parents. The feeling of your mother pushing you toward the rambunctious kid reminds you why you were at the Nanami estate.

“Befriend their son. We must establish a good relationship with the Nanami conglomerate to strengthen our bond as business partners.”

You’re hesitant to pull away from your mother, nervously playing with your fingers as you take small strides toward the blonde boy. You weren’t sure if you would be able to get along well with someone as polar as you.

“You will learn from each other.”

You extend your hand, intending to shake and introduce yourself, but he has different plans.  He grasps your hands in his and begins to pull you away. He ignores the reprimands from his parents, and you ignore the shocked gasps from yours. As he races down the hall with you, you surprise yourself. You begin to giggle with him, and he’s laughing back. The shared laughter is the only thing either of you can focus on.

In the years that followed, this became routine. Despite your interactions being meant to be purely transactional for the benefit of both families, they had transformed into an unbreakable bond between the two heirs. Your interactions with the Nanami boy grew more frequent, to the point that their staff recognized you as one of their own and directed you to Ryusui's location in the estate upon arrival.

As your mother had said, you would learn from each other. Ryusui was more direct with his approach, often clasping his hands with yours and pulling you into his antics, diving straight in without a care. He doesn’t allow you to think; his style is reckless and spontaneous. He’d drag you, but he wouldn’t ever think of leaving you. His hand would always be clutching yours.

“I can desire anything in this world, but I only need you!” Just as his actions were spontaneous, so were his words. Whether he meant it the way you perceived or some other way, they sparked something inside you that you would carry and keep to yourself for years.

“Don’t say it like that…it’s just Super Mario.” Your voice betrays you, coming off weak despite trying to scold him.

“Super Mario or not, you’re mine!” he grins, his attention never wavering from the game.

“No, I’m not!” you yell back at him, but deep down, you knew you wanted to be his. ‘Francois! Tell him!”

“It is true, Master Ryusui.” Their tone is neutral as they deliver the news to him. “The only way the young heir could be yours is if they adopted the Nanami name.”

“How do I do that?” he drops the console on the floor and speeds to Francois, eager to make you his.

“Marriage.”

“I’m going to marry you!” Ryusui doesn’t hesitate to express his desire. He grasps your hand, ready to pull you along with him. You feel a rush of warmth creeping to your face, your mind racing as his words sink in. You glance down at your hand and then back at him, his grin making you swoon. However, you know better. “Then you’ll be mine!”

“Mother!” You yell, barging from the room, Ryusui's hand still intertwined with yours as you run towards your family. Trying to undo the mess you found yourself in. There’s a commotion when you begin to tell your parents everything, the Nanami family pulling Ryusui from you.

The Nanami family profusely apologized for their son’s mess, but your family appears indifferent. They are trying to take advantage of it. They receive the family’s apologies with a smile.

“I will hold it to you, young Nanami.” Your father whispers to Ryusui when the commotion has died down and the families are mingling. “In the future, when the time is appropriate, you may ask for my blessing.”

“When would it be appropriate?” Ryusui asks, his brows furrowed, confused why he couldn’t marry you.

“Getting married at eight is unheard of, not to mention unconventional.”

“But I want them to be mine.” Ryusui groans, unhappy at the idea of waiting.

“How about a compromise?”

“Compromise?”

“A promise ring.”

…

“I got you a gift,” Ryusui announces when you walk through the estate’s entrance. As usual, you extend your hand toward his and intertwine your fingers with his; not a second later, he drags you to wherever he desires.

He doesn’t have to ask for your hand when he already has it. He digs into his pocket, pulling out a small box.

“Ryusui!” you gasp. You attempt to pull away, but his hold on you is strong.

“It’s a promise ring!” he opens the box, a small, dainty ring. It’s not as extravagant as you expected, especially from Ryusui, but you love it even more. “Your father said it was okay!”

“What does it mean?” you ask while he slips the ring on your finger.

“A promise that you’ll stay by my side and I’ll stay by yours!”

You’re looking out the car's windows; you catch glimpses of the campus here and there between the trees. You can feel a sense of dread as you see groups of people walking down the street, no doubt students walking towards the campus you were heading to.

You look over at Ryusui; his demeanor is drastically different from yours. There are no signs of worry, anxiety, or fear from him, nor did you expect any. You can see the excitement radiating from him, the greed in his eyes, ready to make this campus his.

You don’t want to worry him. Your fingers instinctively run across the cold material of the ring he had given to you as kids, but it does little to calm you. Not when the leading cause of your dread was the ring itself. You’re afraid that what once was a cute promise felt more like a weight holding him down.

It never crossed your mind that you were possibly holding him back until you overheard a group of students talking about it, the day of your high school graduation. Now it’s a thought that has been plaguing your mind.

“You got lucky…” he announces to you, not once breaking his gaze from outside the windows. “You’re rocking with the best! We’re going to get into any fraternity or sorority we desire!”

“I’ve known you my whole life, and I will never not be appalled by your ego.” You roll your eyes at him. You don’t tell him you weren’t interested in joining Greek Life, the thought only fueling your worst fear.

“I can’t wait to get wasted!” you bite your lip, holding back your frown at his words. “How many parties do you think we’ll go to?”

“All of them.” You answer him honestly. Knowing Ryusui, he’ll want to attend all of them, and he will.  

It’s silent. Ryusui is too enthralled by the life ahead, while you drown in your worries. It’s a new chapter in each other’s lives, and you don’t want to be the reason neither of you enjoys it to the fullest. You don’t want your worries to build and bite you in the future. Before it’s too late, you voice your fears.

“Have I been holding you back?” Your voice is soft as you gaze at your lap, the glint of the ring flashing in your direction. For the first time since the ride began, Ryusui pulls away from the window and turns to look at you.

“What?” His voice is deep and raspy; you don’t know whether he’s upset at you for suggesting it or how long it took you to realize it.

“What if I said I didn’t want to get wasted…” your voice trails off. “or that I don’t want to be part of Greek life?”

“There’s nothing wrong with that.” He reassures you. “I’m not going to pressure you. We don’t have to do everything together.”

“College is all about freedom..." You recite the words you’ve heard throughout your senior year in high school.

“Exactly!” he snaps his fingers in agreement. “I haven’t forgotten our promise.” He grins at you, flashing his matching ring.

‘A promise that you’ll stay by my side and I’ll stay by yours!’

“Promise?” you ask optimistically, raising your hand to tangle your fingers with his. For a moment, it feels like the weight you’ve been carrying has lifted from your shoulders, but that feeling lasts only briefly. Ryusui is silent, distracted by the view outside the windows. The line of booths at the campus entrance, the swarm of students entering, and the loud music spilling into the car. For the first time, he doesn’t reciprocate your touch.

Your words don’t reach him.

You see it in his eyes.

You had a feeling that you had already lost him.

Next Chapter

Sneak Peek for next chapter:

Chapter 2: The Perfect Titration with a 1B% Error.

Synopsis: Alcohol, weed, fires, and empty promises. What a great way to start your first week in college!

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Tags: @anajellyc @rinchanisasimp

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A/n: I'm excited for this series. I have everything planned out in a doc, hehehe. Hopefully I can pull this off!

Song Inspo:

You belong With Me-Taylor Swift: Inspired the concept of the fic.

I Want It All- High School Musical: Inspired the title.

Greedy- Ariana Grande

Rich Girl- Gwen Stefani

Brutal- Olivia Rodrigo

[inside-lees-mind]

Dr. Stone Masterlist

Ukyo Saionji

I'll Eat My Hat

Ukyo Catching Reader NSFW

Hot Springs NSFW

Hard of Hearing Reader

Reader Gets Flustered Easily NSFW

Hyoga Akatsuki

Risky Isn't Proper NSFW

Exhausted and Introverted S/O

Enemies to Lovers

Caring About Sick Reader

Vegetable Related Nicknames

S/O Overworking Themself

Hot Springs NSFW

Reader has a Protective Twin

Ryusui Nanami

Reader has a Protective Twin

Playing World Building Games

Reader's Family was Poor in the Past

Are You Gonna Kiss Me or Not?

Exhausted and Introverted S/O

Nanami Brothers Fall for the Same Person

Senku Ishigami

Vegetable Related Nicknames

Superhero! Senku

Exhausted and Introverted S/O

Reader has a Protective Twin

Reader's Family was Poor in the Past

Reader Gets Flustered Easily

Gen Asagiri

Vegetable Related Nicknames

Exhausted and Introverted S/O

Reader has a Protective Twin

Reader's Family was Poor in the Past

Reader Gets Flustered Easily NSFW

Gen Reuniting with S/O

Being Gen's Assistant

Personal Assistant NSFW

Tsukasa Shishio

Vegetable Related Nicknames

Reader's Family was Poor in the Past

Francois

Exhausted and Introverted S/O

Chrome

Exhausted and Introverted S/O

Dr. Stone Rankings Most to Least

Baking

Oral NSFW

Being a Father

A Kiss on the Cheek

How Easy to Turn On? NSFW

[reverie-starlight]

late night talks with ryusui pre-petrification about conquering the world together

gn!reader, no physical descriptions (aside from one plot relevant detail towards the end). fluffy!!! very very brief non sexual nudity towards the end. implied that reader is a university student. I absolutely adore ryusui, I hope I did him justice <3

a cool breeze flows through one of the many windows in ryusui’s bedroom, steady and gentle, much like the hands of the man laying beside you. he’s on his side, head propped up against his hand while he plays with your fingers with his free one.

a comfortable silence has long since settled over the two of you, and while the idea of breaking it pains you, it’s obvious that there’s something on your boyfriend’s mind.

you tuck a strand of soft blonde hair back behind his ear and run your thumb under his eye. “what are you thinking about, my love?”

“our future together,” he admits after a couple beats of silence. he’s uncharacteristically hesitant and you worry for a moment that he’s implying there won’t be one, but he doesn’t give you time for the fear to set in. his eyes meet yours. “I… I want you for the rest of our lives.”

your worry fades into something much softer. “well that’s good,” you start, letting his love wash over you. “I’m glad we’re on the same page, ryu.”

he grins at your confession and you can’t help but nuzzle closer to him, thinking back to the day you met him. you smile inwardly at how different things were.

ryusui has never been shy about his desires- he’s the self-proclaimed greediest man in the world, he knows exactly what he wants and how to get it… you’d think a man like that would never be satisfied.

and yet he’s never once made you feel like you aren’t enough for him. ryusui nanami wants you exactly as you are, he’s always made that very clear, and now he’s just admitted that he wants you forever.

to think there was a time the two of you were playing cat and mouse, delaying the inevitable, and now you’re in his bed almost every night instead of your dorm room… it makes you laugh. he really does get everything he wants.

truthfully, though, if you hadn’t come to realize that his greed is a product of his ambition, or that his desire to improve and learn is his driving force…

if he hadn’t turned out to be so… ryusui (and you’re sure your definition of the word is very different than the rest of japan’s, but you suppose that’s the whole reason you’re in this position), you’re certain you wouldn’t be here right now.

but he is, and you are, so there’s no use considering the hundreds of possible outcomes that never came to be.

ryusui shuffles down to be face-to-face with you. “how do you feel about conquering the world with me?”

you let out a surprised laugh and cover your mouth to muffle it. it’s late, you both need to be up early, but it’s been a while since you’ve spent the night because of exams and the excitement of being back together is getting to you.

he laughs with you and tugs your hand down. “I’m serious, baby,” he says. “we’ll sail all around the world. every country, every capital, even the small towns people don’t mention. I want to see it all with you.”

you nudge your nose against his and he goes in for a kiss. your hands find their way around his neck, pulling him closer and tangling in his hair. he always kisses you like it’ll be his last time doing so, even when he’s being soft about it.

you pull away and catch your breath. “I would love to conquer the world with you, ryusui,” you say, giggling when he immediately goes in to pepper your face and neck with more kisses. you bat at his shoulder, trying to get him to listen to you again. “just let me finish school first, at least.”

he grins again, wider than you’ve ever seen it, and he settles down. “deal.”

BONUS:

you find yourself in a field of grass. you’re facing the edge of a cliff, though you’re quite a safe distance away from it, and there’s a beautiful view of the ocean to tie it all together.

the only issue is that you don’t remember getting here.

taking a moment to adjust to everything, the familiar presence just out of your line of sight remains the only thing keeping you calm.

“welcome back,” says ryusui. his voice is tender and for a moment you think he sounds… relieved?

you turn your head to find him wearing a strange red outfit and a captain’s hat. he looks like a pirate.

he hands you some clothes of your own and when you’re fully dressed he pulls you in for a tight hug.

he smells the same- like sea air and comfort, minus the expensive cologne that has always attempted to cover it up.

something within you aches and suddenly you’re all too aware of how long you’ve been yearning for him. you cling to him just as tightly, nuzzling into his chest as he rubs your back.

he shifts a little and pulls back. his eyes scan your face and he takes a deep breath. “come with me,” he says. “we’ll explain everything to you.”

he takes your hand and leads you down to the beach, but you tug on his hand and dig your heels in as best you can. we? so there’s more people to be found?

“ryusui-“ you stop and examine his hand, blue marks catching your eye for the first time. “did you get a tattoo?”

he laughs, loud and boisterous like you’re used to, which eases your growing nerves, and points to something on your person. “we match, you have a blue mark too.”

you check and sure enough there’s a vibrant cobalt blue mark similar to his on your body. “how…?”

he tugs you forward again. “come on,” he repeats. “I’ll fill you in on the way... still up for conquering the world?”

you squeeze his hand. “of course I am.”

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[annarobszombies]

Touchstarved Headcanons: Ryusui Nanami

x gn!reader

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General:

Ryusui loves physical contact, he just doesn't get a whole lot of it

He suffers from being surrounded by people who are too afraid to really touch him due to his status or general attitude

The most affection he gets from his family is the occasional shoulder pat or firm handshake

But he wants more, and he is determined to get it come hell or high water.

The problem is that he doesn't really know how to get the affection he wants. He can't force it, or pay someone, it just doesn't work that way. He has to earn it, and with his personality, that can be hard (not that he'd ever admit it)

With His Partner

You coming along is his biggest win, in his humble opinion

You are so free with your affection, he's obsessed.

Has to be wherever you are at all times just so that he can be holding your hand, leaning on you, or smushing you as close to his body as he can without hurting you

Purposefully has a bed that's just barely big enough to hold both of you so that he can be fully wrapped around you all night

PLEASE let him lay on you while you're both naked, this man loves his skin-to-skin time (not necessarily in a nsfw way but be prepared for what that can cause this man is obsessed with you)

Lowkey gets a little huffy when you touch someone else, even if it's on accident or 100% necessary

His absolute favorite thing in the world is when you hold his face in your hands.