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duskvsdawn · 2 months ago

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krisis brainrot is hard rn so sorry ^^;

9 for vanta, 22 for wilson and 24 for zali please !!

≫ A/N: Hyello! Wow, 3 of them?! I will try my best :D They aren't super long, but I hope you like them regardless.

CW: reader is also a hero, smut in all but Zali's but there is a hint of it at the end, alcohol consumption (duh) in Vanta's fic, Vanta gets a blowjob in a bathroom stall, mention of masturbation and fantasies (Wilson), Dom!reader and sub!Wilson, reader dry humps Wilson, and he cums because of it, Slightly yandere Zali, Zali comforts you after your boyfriend cheated on you, Zali uses your broken heart as an opportunity to make a move on you now that you're vulnerable

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My favourite hero

Prompt 9: Drunken confessions

Vanta and you had been best friends for years. You often helped him out with his hero duties whenever you could, if you weren't busy with your own. The two of you would often go to your favourite bar after your hero duties to relax and unwind a bit, just like you were doing tonight.

You were originally planning on having just one drink, but one drink turned into many more. Now, both of you were pretty drunk, and you were having a laugh, talking about the recent adventures you'd been on and all the hilarious stuff that happened during said adventures.

Then, an awkward silence. You looked into the hero's eyes, and the feelings you had been having for Vanta all this time were bubbling up more and more with each drink you knocked back. You subconsciously twirled some hair around your finger as you drowned in his eyes. Vanta looked at you questioningly, slightly tilting his head.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked you. You collected all your courage, and then you blurted out, "You know... You're just perfect. You're handsome, so funny and so kind... You're strong, and you're always there for me. And... I just really love you." You hid your face in your hands after this confession as you were blushing 50 shades of red. Vanta was kind of taken aback, but he was so happy you had finally confessed to him since he had been feeling the same for quite some time. "You know... I, uh... I really love you too..." The hero admitted sheepishly, his usual bravado now gone, now that his love interest was being so honest with him.

You leaned forward to carefully wrap your arms around the hero, pulling him closer. You looked into his eyes, then to his lips, and back to his eyes again. You wanted to kiss him so badly... Should you do it? Would he even like it? But you didn't have time to worry about it anymore since Vanta leaned forward to gently press his lips onto yours. You entangled your hands in his hair, and you bit at his bottom lip softly, asking him for entrance. Vanta opened up for you, and you wasted no time slipping your tongue into his mouth. He let out a groan of approval mixed with need when your tongue brushed against his, and he could feel himself getting harder with every minute you spent kissing each other.

After a little bit, you broke the kiss, and your mouth moved to his ear to whisper something in it. "Come with me... I need to taste you now," you said, and when you leaned back to take hold of his hands, Vanta looked at you questioningly. You got up and pulled the hero along with you, leading him towards the bathrooms. By now, Vanta was picking up on what your intentions were, and it only made him that much hornier. When you had entered the stall and locked the door, you wasted no time getting on your knees and kneading his hard-on through his pants.

"Fuck... I need you so bad." You whispered as your hand unzipped his pants to take his cock out of them. You gave the hero a few experimental strokes, but you were impatient and took him into your mouth soon after, moving your head back and forth. Vanta let out a low moan when he felt your mouth around his dick, entangling his hand into your hair as the other was trying to take hold of the wall of the stall behind him for some kind of leverage, which he knew was silly because obviously you can't take hold of a wall at all. But the pleasure you were delivering to him felt so overwhelming that he had no idea what to do with his hands at all.

You took him deeper, trying your best to relax your gag reflex, managing to do so after some time and pretty much choking on his cock. It tasted so delicious and musky, and he was so big, but you were so desperate to have all of it down your throat. As you kept sucking, Vanta noticed that the alcohol was really influencing his stamina. He was getting close already, and he couldn't wait to shoot his load down your throat. Both his hands were in your hair now, and he moved your head, basically using you like a living fleshlight. Vanta's moans grew louder, not really caring if anyone could hear the obscene things you two were doing in the stall. With a moan of your name, he released into your mouth, and you happily swallowed all of it.

You got up to eye level with him again, tucking him back into his pants while he was still busy catching his breath. "Fuck... You have no idea how long I've been dreaming about doing things like these with you..." the hero said, very slurred due to the alcohol and the afterglow taking him over. "Good," you said as you got on your tippy toes to kiss his lips, "you have no idea about how badly I've wanted to suck your dick all this time."

The two of you walked out of the stall, walking right past a few people who had been listening to the things you had been doing.

Prompt 22: I hate you, but I love you

Wilson absolutely despised you. You have been his rival for a little while now, also doing your own hero duties. Lately, you had been at the scene first, and you cleaned up even faster than he could. Every time you left, you would either smirk at him or throw him a wink, and it left him absolutely furious and gawking, astounded.

What made him even more furious was that you were incredibly attractive. That bodysuit matched the colour of your eyes and hugged your curves so deliciously. He hated the fact that when he came home those nights, he would sometimes jerk off to you, because he couldn't deny how hot you were, and he really wanted to see you fall apart on his mouth after he had ripped that suit off of you.

Another night where Wilson was called in for hero duties, but he raced over there so fast that he actually arrived before you this time. He quickly got busy with slaying the monster, and soon enough, you arrived as well, and you got a few hits in too. He knew you were jealous that Wilson got there before you, and you were doing everything you could to steal the spotlight from him. And you succeeded. With a well-aimed hit of your immense sword, you had slain the monster, which then proceeded to fall backwards with a loud groan.

You threw your rival another smirk and said, "You know, you've really lost your touch, buddy. You aren't quite as quick and strong as you used to be. Are you distracted by me, by any chance?" Wilson scoffed, offended that you could ever even think you were the reason he was so distracted, knowing full well it was true. Even though he hated losing to you, seeing you put all your skills on display always gave him a raging boner, which would clearly be hard to hide in that skintight suit of his, so he just hoped you had never noticed.

"You're such a cocky bitch. How could you possibly even think you're the reason I'm distracted?" Wilson said as he puffed his cheeks. 'Adorable,' you thought, and with a few massive jumps with those boots of yours that made you really mobile, you landed in front of him. You threw him another smirk as you pushed him onto his back on the rooftop, and you moved to sit down on his crotch.

"Is that so? Then why do you have such a massive hard-on every time we come across each other?" you said as you started rubbing your core against his dick. Wilson did his best to hold back those noises that you really wanted to hear, and his brain was not really sure if he wanted to push you off of him or grip your hips and move you against his cock with more force. But he didn't have to do much thinking about it. As if you read his mind, you took hold of his hands and placed them on your hips as you ground into him harder. Wilson was really struggling to hold back those delicious moans now, and you wanted to hear them.

With a frustrated growl, you leaned forward and bit at the hero's neck, and then you proceeded to suck a hickey right beneath his ear, and finally you heard him moan. It gave you more motivation to keep going, and you shoved your tongue into his mouth, swallowing his moans. Wilson hated that he enjoyed losing control over you. He felt so sensitive due to all the built-up sexual tension between the two of you, and he could feel himself getting close. You noticed, and with another one of those infuriatingly attractive smirks of yours, you put even more pressure onto his dick as you could feel his hips starting to stutter as the grip on your hips tightened.

"Ahw, just look at you. I'm barely doing anything, and you're so close to cumming already. You must have really wanted this. Isn't that right, sweetheart?" you said with such a sickeningly sweet voice that was so teasing that it only turned the hero on more and more. A pathetic whimper left his lips as he could feel that coil in his stomach tightening. "Go ahead then, cum," you demanded as you bit his earlobe while you kept moving your hips back and forth. With a shaky exhale of breath and a loud moan, Wilson came. You got off the hero and grabbed his hand to pull him up. With weak knees, Wilson let you pull him up as he was still trying to catch his breath.

"We're not done here, buddy. You're coming home with me. I have wanted you ever since I first laid eyes on you. And now I'm going to do whatever I want to you. Because I know you want me just as bad," you said as you scooped Wilson into your arms. And with those cool bouncy boots of yours, you made your way to your home, hero in your arms.

Prompt 24: I can mend your broken heart

You had rushed over to your best friend's house, trying your best to stay composed. Zali was holding you close, shushing you and moving your hair out of your face. Tears were streaming down your face as you told him in between sobs that it turns out that your boyfriend had cheated on you with multiple women. Zali was furious, absolutely livid. If only you knew how badly he wanted to wipe him out and dispose of the body in a place no one would ever find him. He had no idea what you saw in him anyway. He never treated you right to begin with. Zali had been trying to be as good of a friend as he could be all this time, in hopes of maybe, eventually, winning you over. But no, that never happened. You had stayed with that absolute dick, and he had to wipe your tears from your face time and time again. He was so fed up with seeing you being continuously hurt by him that he had to do something about it.

"Reader, I told you so... I knew something wasn't right with him. I hate to tell you this, but I warned you about the massive red flags all this time." Zali tells you as he wipes away another stream of tears rolling down your face. "I know... I know... I was just... Blind, I suppose. I should have listened to you. You saw this coming from a mile away," you hiccupped as you dug your face into his neck. You always felt so safe and protected in his arms, even if you were a hero yourself and perfectly capable of defending yourself physically. But mentally, not so much. Zali was much more capable of keeping you sane than you've ever been, and you had always appreciated him for it.

"Mon amour, look at me," Zali said as he gently forced your face up so he could look into your eyes, "You deserve so much better. You deserve the entire world. And I would give it to you if I could. I would give you anything you could ever want. All you'd have to do is ask," he admitted, immediately feeling bad about the fact that he was swooping in now that you were in such a vulnerable state, but it was true. You did deserve better. He would be a much better lover than anyone else could ever be, at least much better than the guy you just broke up with. You were slightly confused, rightfully so, that he was hitting on you so bluntly after you had only just separated from your ex. But you knew he was right, even if you hated to admit it. You kinda felt bad that you had friend-zoned him all this time when he has been treating you like the most precious treasure in the entire world. Speaking of treasure...

"Mon trésor, I apologise for this, but... I... I just have to do this." Zali whispered as his face got closer to yours. You could feel his warm breath fanning your face, and his golden eyes softened as a small blush spread across his cheeks. Zali could not hold himself back any longer, and he gently pressed his lips onto yours. You jumped, shocked that he would ever do this. Have you really been this dense all this time? Have you really not noticed how much he had loved you the entire time you were with your boyfriend? Zali noticed you weren't kissing him back, way too many thoughts running through your head, and he pulled back.

"Je suis désolé... I... I'm so sorry, I should never have done that," the hero said as he turned around, covering his face with his hands. He was so embarrassed that he just did that! Did he really do that?! You probably hated him forever now, and your friendship was over for sure. But instead, you did something he didn't expect. You put your hands on his shoulders and gently turned him around. You could see tears beginning to form in those beautiful golden eyes of his, and you were starting to feel bad. You took a deep breath and said, "All this time... You really loved me that much? Why did you never tell me? Were you just trying to be a good friend instead? I mean, I do appreciate that, but I really should have listened to you. You have treated me so well all this time, and I should have appreciated it more," you said, your voice barely above a whisper as you put your face into his neck, smelling his signature musky scent that always made you feel at home. "I should have noticed. I'm sorry. I don't deserve you at all, but..."

You were stuck on your words for a little bit. You had no idea what to say next. You weren't sure if you loved him or not. Your mind was still running a million miles a minute, thinking about your ex. You couldn't just forget him that easily, and Zali knew that. But maybe you did love him; you weren't sure. You had definitely always had a soft spot for the man. Every time he would comfort you after yet another fight with your boyfriend, it kind of made your heart flutter and your cheeks warm. He had given you love, all this time, way more than your ex ever had. You weren't sure if you should be doing this, but it felt like something you had to do.

You wrapped your arms around Zali and got on your tippy toes to kiss the hero. Now Zali was the one who was surprised, but he was quick to embrace you back and move his lips against yours. You opened your mouth for him, and you let out a soft whimper as his tongue danced with yours. It felt so wrong, yet so right. And right now, it felt more right than anything.

You broke the kiss. "How long have I left you alone here? Have you really wanted to do this all this time?" you whispered as you softly pushed your forehead against his. "Far too long, mon amour... I have been dreaming about this moment for months..." the hero replied, leaving a kiss on your nose. "Please, stay with me tonight. I want to give you all the love I have to give. All the love you have missed out on all this time." Zali said as he gently pushed you onto his bed and lay down next to you. His lips were on yours instantly again.

And he did give you all the love he had to give that night. You felt at home in his arms when you were basking in a delicious afterglow, and you realised just how much more you really did deserve.

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brisquad-unit-4402 · 3 months ago

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Shu i'm so sorry but i really want to be called "my treasure" by a frenchman 😭

-🍰

master reader, am i tweaking?

i've been sitting on this ask bc i didn't realize until now but shu and zali would be god-tier love rivals. think about it. two dark-haired cuties with purple-pink highlights and the talented smart guy appeal. often get mistaken as calm and composed but shu is straight up silly goofy, while zali is suggestive silly. zali's highly competitive but when shu wants something he's dedicated. one of them speaks french. the other hates the french language

so FUCK IT the girls are fightinggggg

tags: gender neutral reader (some they/them), pre-relationship, possessiveness, jealousy, suggestiveness/briefly implied sexual content, alcohol/drinking, pining, acts of service and gift giving, reader is a vtuber, shu and zali are petty love rivals, surprisingly healthy rivalry, reader only shows up a little this ain’t about them (it’s about them), i take some liberties with irl vtuber activities while still writing for the characters you'll get what i mean

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you and a handful of other vtubers were invited to an official nijisanji event at a convention

which of course means you get to hang out with your friends in person

of course of course this means there's more than a few, not quite parties but not quite hangouts

the event itself, and dinners, and the convention hall hosting an after-hours gala

"gala" is a big word to describe a ballroom with full masquerade gowns, sports jackets over gaming tees, and the occasional sonic the hedgehog cosplayer

There's something magical, Zali has to admit, about the gala and all its attendees. Who wouldn't feel magical after passing by a gacha game character and Goku dancing to a Final Fantasy song? The ballroom itself is made up of dangling chandeliers, casting a dim, romantic light around the room to match baroque decor. Really, the only difference from a high-class party is the otaku dress code. The pop culture/formal setting combo is a surprisingly good mix, he decides. He's holding a Jägerbomb.

He leans along a pillar next to a grand wall of glass. Moonlight shines through, tinting the chandeliers. Most of the glass is clear but occasional stained glass scatters the light on the dance floor. A nearby mosaic blooms phthalo blue against his shoes. He doesn't need to follow the trail of tinted light to find you; he's been watching from afar since your last conversation with him. You float between small groups of friends, included in conversation but rarely the star, always in movement. Anyone else would have trouble spotting you in the crowd, but Vezalius always had eyes for you.

He closes his eyes, sips the drink, feels the cool liquid flush warm under his cheeks. Zali isn't easily swayed by alcohol, but the way you bend over laughing with your coworkers is the real magic of the night.

A shadow in movement meets the cast of the window's caulking. Shu's only pair of nice shoes are an earthy, chestnut brown. Whenever he walks on this ballroom tile it's like a minor villain's theme as they're being foreshadowed, or a kitten learning to navigate with a bell collar.

Zali raises his Jägerbomb halfheartedly as Shu sidles up to the wall. "Shu."

"'Ey."

"Enjoying the party?"

Shu says, "It's nice. Good company."

Zali drinks, Shu does the same. Only now does he notice the glass of soju Shu brought with him, nearly empty, but the sorcerer is focused on one thing. Zali would know, he'd been staring at them just before Shu strolled by. His face is pink. Zali asks, "Are you drunk, Shu?"

"Oh, this?" The soju swirls in its glass as he raises it. "Ike drank half of it. It's not hitting yet."

"You make your infatuation very clear."

"I don't think it was ever a secret."

Zali already knew. The coat incident was telling. He'd never heard Shu say it out loud, though, and his apparent blush feels like a lid over boiling milk.

Across the floor, Zali (and Shu, it would seem) watches Lady Twisty and Klara teach you how to dance. It had started out as the Denauth ladies waltzing while you tried learning visually, but it devolved into a loose swirl between the three of you, decorum forgotten.

Klara holds your hand to spin you, and once you've gotten the gist down, you spin Twisty next. Elegant as ever, Lady Twisty curtsies while you cartoonishly bow to Klara's giggles. She wraps her arm around Twisty's waist and pulls you up by the shoulder, and when Zali focuses on the maid's eyes, he realizes she'd been watching him too.

He's not surprised by this either. You obviously haven't noticed Zali's feelings, but he lets them peek out frequently. He means it when he compliments you, he wants to treat you well. No one has asked him about his true feelings on you, but he'd like to imagine he comes across as a gentleman, unlike Shu's little puppy crush.

Well, no one but Klara. How could he forget. Coat incident.

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The coat incident happened earlier that day when you, Zali, Shu, and Klara walked around the streets together since most of the other livers were busy. You wanted to get inspiration for your upcoming second outfit, and besides, all four of you wanted to explore the city, so you invited them on a shopping trip.

The four of you walked around without a plan in mind, enjoying each other's company while window shopping. For as much as Zali wanted you to himself, Shu was still a good friend, and the last thing he wanted was to get frustrated at him because of his own prerogative. He'd deal with these feelings alone, at least until the day he opens up to you.

He was a master at restraining himself, until he passed by a certain boutique window. He froze a step behind the rest of the group, and called your name. "This would fit you."

The rest of the group turned to look, thinking for a moment. Klara was the first to speak next. She set her hands on your arm. "Try it on, Master Reader," she encouraged.

It didn't take long to find your size, and while the other two were looking around for things to go with it, Zali helped you shrug the coat on.

"I can put on a jacket myself, you know," you had protested, but allowed him to adjust the hood anyway.

He didn't say anything, partially because you were being a little nuisance so he'd be a nuisance right back. A softer feeling overtakes him. If crystals under his skin were the greatest grief he's experienced, then the pure opposite must be what wrapped around his heart.

He slid the zipper together—he briefly thought of other zippers around this lower area but put the thought back like a book on the shelf—and pulled halfway up your torso. Zali stepped back, closed an eye, and held his hands up like a frame as he imagined how you'd look in the corner of your stream setup.

From a professional coworker view, it's fine. If you used your current layout, the white fabric would contrast nicely, but of course you could always commission a graphic designer to match the full outfit. Coats make excellent toggles. Your fans could get creative with making assets for it, and its clean, wintry impression was one completely different from your debut outfit.

From a Vezalius Bandage point of view, the faux fur lining nestles around your hair, and he'd like to flip the hood up and down and back again, curious if it would flop over your eyes or rest perfectly on your head. He liked the straps, which had always been a favorite detail of his, but especially now as it implied a shape in an otherwise conservative garment; it obscured your hips most deliciously. He had always been a fan of imagination. It was long, too. The hem ends just below your backside. Hints of your curves peek out, but he put that book away too before he got carried away at the wrong place, wrong time. He thought of the straps again.

He took your arm, careful to touch the sleeve rather than your hand, and admired the stones inlaid there. The coat was classy and understated, but one sleeve bore a simplistic crystal design in shades of blue. He'd describe it as an attention-getter if you weren't such a natural at captivating an audience.

Most of the stones are small and circular, but he noticed a few diamond shapes not unlike the crystals he dedicated his life to studying. They reminded him of the ones that spurted out of his stream room like houseplants. Just like me, Zali mused to himself. Upon that thought, a tendril of possessiveness had wrapped itself around the blanket of intimacy.

"It suits you," he said. "What do you think?"

Twisting yourself around, the coat shifted with your movements. Even while half-zipped, it fit wonderfully. You nodded, still observing how it feels. "It's comfy."

Behind him, Klara clasped her hands together, the sound jarring him out of his thoughts. The other two must have returned while he fixed your appearance. This was a good thing. He needed the time to reflect on his thoughts, find a way to be honest yet refined, filter his affection into something acceptable. "I like it," Klara remarked with a smile. She nudged the man next to her. "Sir Shu, say something."

Shu made a sound between what and huh. "You look good. Really good. Uh, great."

He's so obvious.

"It's wonderful, Master Reader!"

He's so horribly obvious that Zali's careful plan went right out of the window as he blurted out the one thing that dominated his thought process. "You look like a precious treasure."

Shu seemed to have regained his bearings, yet you never noticed he lost them in the first place. He stepped forward and zipped your coat up all the way. The collar flipped up into a turtleneck, which made you raise your head to uncover your face. "Wh—hey!" You pouted as Shu snickered. "What was that for?"

You lifted up your arms in sheepish surrender. "Okay, I get it, stoooop. You guys, I'm gonna blush."

"Gotta make sure you're nice and cozy. Come here." The zipper could be covered by a flap of fabric, so Shu buttoned you up properly.

You kept your head raised while he fastened the coat together. From here, a strand of yellow from his bangs grazed his nose and lowered eyelashes. The tip of his tongue slightly poked out while he fiddled with a stubborn button hole.

He has a charm to his concentrated face, you'd have to admit, and even if you hadn't considered the possibility before, you understood why the Yaminions think he's an intellectual heartthrob. They're not entirely wrong, but they don't see the antics the sorcerer gets up to off-stream, nor how comfortable sitting in a quiet voice call with him can be. Perhaps this is what he looks like behind the screen during meetings.

Locked in, his hands rose with each button done. His eyes worked their way up, two strikes of galactic purple along your white coat, until they returned your gaze.

You weren't sure what to do with yourself now that he made eye contact. You felt like you just got caught—doing what, you had no clue yourself, but it didn't dissuade the weakness growing in your knees.

Maybe he was clueless too, or he just hid his uncertainty, but Shu's expression shifted before you could pinpoint it. Purple eyes narrowed up as he shot you a sweet, boyish grin.

That was all you could see before Shu pulled the fur hood all the way over your face.

Silken fur tickled your nose as you sputtered, careful not to get a mouthful before you scolded him. "Shu!" He cracked up along with Klara and Zali's snickers.

It was dark, but at least you knew for sure the hood was cozy. By the time you fumbled it out of the way, Shu already wandered off to the front of the store while the other two chuckled to themselves with hands over their mouths.

"It fits perfectly," Klara joked.

"Haha, yeah," Zali said.

He hid his smile just because he was certain everyone would be able to tell it was plastic. In fact, he had half a mind to shove his fist into his mouth just to keep himself from saying something nasty. Jealousy frothed inside him. Dammit. Petty as it was, it was like watching Shu snatch an opportunity when Zali was the one to point out the coat in the first place.

He helped you slip off the coat, which luckily went uninterrupted, though his hand grazed your arm and he had to fight to not hold it instead. He had to fight back a lot of things, really. Neither of you could deny this moment was intimate. As pure as it was for you, Zali saved it for different reasons, to be appreciated alone as he imagined what if he had continued. Fabric under his fingers turning to skin, neat piles of clothes discarded.

But thinking of undressing needs to go on the shelf. So it would remain, just a graze on the arm through sleeves and only a coat undone. You folded it over your arms, a satisfied smile on your face as you glance down at it.

"I think I'll get it," you thought aloud.

There isn't much browsing after that. You strode to the counter, Klara in tow and Zali a step behind as he tried to shake off the dredges. His resistance didn't last long. Once you placed the coat on the counter and got your wallet out, the cashier shook his head. "No need."

"Don't I need to pay for it?"

"It's already paid for." The three of you exchanged confused glances. Behind the counter, the cashier nodded his head to the side to Shu, who was fixated on a display of cheap accessories beside the cash register. The cashier spoke in Shu's direction. "He bought it. Would you like it bagged?"

You whipped your head around. "Shu!"

He perked up like he wasn't even in the room until you called his name. "Hm?"

"You didn't!"

"Don't worry about it."

"Don't act nonchalant, you—why would you do that?"

"I just wanted to do something nice."

"I-I'm grateful. Thank you, but…"

"It's a gift. If you really want it in your new outfit, then it's a good thing to have." He shrugged but he didn't meet your eye. Instead, he glanced at the subtle, shining stones on the coat, forgotten on the counter for something far more important. "You look nice in it anyways."

Klara—who, by the way, had witnessed all this in the boutique—nudged Zali just like she did earlier when Shu first saw you. "That's very sweet of you, Sir Shu."

All this time, Zali was unafraid of his coworkers connecting the dots. He had long accepted that he didn't like lying to others, and his own affections were something he wanted you to detect. His hypocrisy must run deep, though, because Klara's words cemented that he wasn't the only one. Paranoia dripped under his chest.

The cashier returned to his register. "Do you want a bag, or…?"

And so you left the boutique, Shu by your side, holding a classic THANK YOU bag with your new coat inside.

While they stepped outside, Zali quickly swiped one of the cheap necklaces off the display, a blue crystal pendant. "I'll take this," he said.

"It matches Master Reader's coat," Klara observed.

There was a silent confirmation between them.

Sans bag, he ripped the packaging off and slipped the pendant around his neck. It naturally slid under his shirt. Once all four of you reunited, you were locked in a conversation with Shu, so Zali and Klara were a step behind.

Klara spoke in hushed tones so not to disturb you or Shu. "I get it," she said to Zali.

"I see that."

"You aren't very subtle, Sir Zali."

"I know."

"So you do." She wasn't exactly judgmental, but she turned to watch Zali's face. Reading his emotions came to her naturally.

Klara had a way of getting under Zali's skin without effort. It was both Zali's favorite and least favorite thing about her: she noticed what was on his mind and would press him on it, toeing the line between insightful and intrusive. Whatever it was, she was one of the first to figure out Zali's inner thoughts, sometimes before he even realized it himself. "Perhaps you should do something about it."

Zali stared straight ahead. "I'll be patient."

"I'd hate for you to miss your chance." As everyone turned a corner, they could see Shu's lips turn as he laughed with you. She continued. "You never know until it's gone."

"I didn't realize he was a threat until he bought that."

"A threat, now?"

Zali screwed up.

Klara raised a hand to her mouth to hide her giggles. "But even though you like Master Reader, you weren't bothered by him mooning over them all the time."

"Because I didn't realize how serious he was until now." Zali paused. "How long have you known?"

"Whatever you're thinking, much longer than that. You really aren't subtle at all, Sir Zali."

"It was always an open secret."

"I suppose I figured it out before you did, then."

He shouldn't be surprised, but for some reason Zali wanted to explain himself. "That doesn't change anything about how I feel. Just so you know," he added lamely.

"Hm." Klara hummed in acknowledgement, and that was that.

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Zali switches his Jägerbomb from one hand to the other. The pink tint to Shu's face hadn't faded at all. If he really was blushing, it would have disappeared by now, so...

"Zali." Shu finally speaks up. "You like Reader."

"Is this an accusation?"

"No," Shu says, and Zali is inclined to believe him. "We both do."

"You've made that clear."

"But I have more to saaay," Shu draws out his words like he's cooing over something cute. Considering the object of his affections, it might not entirely be wrong. He clears his throat, certainly tipsy. "It's not like it's up to us to decide what Reader wants, though."

"Is that why you haven't fessed up to it yet? You want to charm Reader."

"You sound like you're telling me your evil plans, Dark Lord Zali."

The medic looks into his drink. The divide between the shot and the pint glass is very interesting all of a sudden. "I'd like to," he admits, and finds the weight lifting from his shoulders. "I want things to work out between us. So I'll wait until everything is right between me and Reader, and I know my feelings will be returned."

"Better act on it before I make a move."

"You know, you're the second person today to tell me to hurry up," Zali remarks.

Shu laughs. "I wonder if that changes anything."

"No, it doesn't. I'll be patient."

"That's a good thing to be."

"I've been told."

Over the last hour, the moon was still rising, but by now it had reached its apex in the sky. The stained glass around them distorted the light, stretching the pthalo blue by Zali across the tile. Shadows continue to obscure Shu from the light, but splatters of red and violet inch closer to the heel of his shoes.

The sorcerer gestured out. Flecks of the stained glass cross over his hand, a dramatic color compared to the rest of his body in the shade. "I'm not going to back down," Shu asserts, "whether you like it or not."

"I would assume so."

He gapes at Zali. "Can't you pretend to be intimidated or something!? You're too gung-ho."

That's what gets Zali to laugh next. "I'm very serious about my feelings, Shu," he chuckles. "I wouldn't give them up for anything."

"Well, I won't either. It would be a lot easier if you backed off or something."

"Try all you like, I'm not budging."

"Me neither."

"It's not our choice to make, after all."

"I'm not denying that, I just..."

Shu runs a hand through his hair. He pinned it up in a simple style that morning, which got messier over the day. Unfortunately for Zali, the tousled look is handsome. Stained glass dyes his features as he turns to face Zali properly, maroon hair over a dusty lavender face, dusky shadow along his back.

"If you're going to be patient," he declares, "then you better be the most patient, dedicated guy in the world if Reader goes out with you. You better give them everything they'd ever want, 'cause I'd do anything to make them happy."

Shu furrowed his brow slightly while Zali analyzed him. Zali had never seen him so dedicated to something while drinking. The stained glass atmosphere amplified his fierce eyes far more than alcohol could ever cloud it. Purple against purple tended to intensify itself.

Zali steps forward, and briefly considers the blue glow that outlined his own figure. If the purple along Shu made his eyes so vibrant, the perhaps his yellow eyes would become ghoulish in the cool blue. Scar tissue pokes out of his stitches, too subtle to notice during the day, the colors become stark as ink on paper in contrasting light. An arrow pointing to the rich gold, if he was feeling generous. With the moon behind his head and mosaic glimmers around his sleeves, it must be bringing out azure and amethyst hidden by his eyelashes.

"I would expect nothing less from you. Reader is very precious to me. If they choose you, then I have faith that you would treat them well." Azure and gold shine. "If you hurt Reader, I will hurt you."

"Mutually assured destruction, then," Shu concludes.

"They deserve wonderful things, Shu."

'I'll be the one to provide them."

"And I'll be the one to be by their side."

"We'll see about that."

Shu seems to remember that it's a party. Suddenly conscious of his soju, he lifts his glass to his lips, thinks better of it, then offers it out. "To Reader's love life. Whatever makes them happy."

Zali clinks his glass to Shu's. "To Reader's love and happiness."

"That's a much better toast than mine," Shu grumbles. They drink.

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bonus!

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"Master Reader, I want to ask you something."

You, Klara, Zali, and Shu stopped at a crosswalk, waiting for the right of way. You were in the front, so you turned to look at Klara. "What's up?"

She tilted her head. "I'm curious. Are you interested in dating right now?"

"Hm." You considered it for a moment, returning to watch the traffic. "I haven't thought about it."

"If someone confessed to you, then, would you accept it?"

"I'm not really sure. I'd have to sit on it, but I have no clue where to start with it at all. It depends on the person." You laugh a little. "Besides, it's not like anyone's interested in me anyway."

"I see." Klara smiled, and behind your back, pinched the other two men as hard as she could.

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✧. ┊ ⁭masterpost ✧. ┊ ⁭kofi

#this would all be solved if 👟 and 🧻 remembered polyamory exists #shu yamino #shu yamino x reader #vezalius bandage #vezalius bandage x reader #luxiem x reader #luxiem #krisis x reader #krisis #klara charmwood #nijisanji x reader #nijisanji en #4402 writes #nice comments #🍰 anon

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sageofgrief · 1 year ago

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i can't remember your rules but i would like to request krisis getting flustered? thanks. i will llose my mind 💛

from brisquad-unit-4402

flustered krisis!?

︱ gn reader , teasing reader , flirty , established relationship with wilson

divider by cafekitsune

art by papercider (twt)

vezalius bandage

you and zali throw around flirty remarks at each other all the time, whenever one of you tries to catch the other off guard with it, the other just hits you with one right back, its definitely an amusing relationship for an observer.

zali was tending to your wounds after you trip and fell and took a pretty good bruise on your knee caused by the rocky ashy road. "you really need to be more careful, my dear.." he said as he laid the bandage on your soft skin, to which he noticed. despite being a medic healer, he's never had to heal you that often since you were really a careful person, which is why youre confused how this even happened. "your skin.." zali noticed "..what? whats wrong?" you looked at zali then down at your knee, which now was a better sight to be seen than before. "..nothing, it's..so soft" zali caressed the area around the bandage, you chuckled softly as you thought this was another one of zali's flirtatious gestures he was trying to pull on you to finally see you blush. you put a hand on top of his hand and it felt...warm. "youre warm, zali" you took notice, looked back at him and smiled, a smile that stung his heart and the memories of it ringing, bouncing back and forth in his head. he thought of all the happy memories you two had with each other up until this moment and started to form a faint blush on his cheeks. "zali?" "hmm?~" "youre blushing." you said, "am i now? well thats unfortunate now is it?" he chuckled softly, zali didnt care now that he technically loss their little game 'cause all he wanted is to tell you how he was really feeling, and by the look of it, it looked like you felt the same way.

vantacrow bringer

vanta always act so tough but this man will melt if he stares into your eyes for even 5 seconds, maybe even less. you knew this was his one weakness so you decided to challenge him to a staring contest.

"hah! i win once again!" vanta cheered as he released his arm from yours, you two were having an arm wrestling contest, you already knew you'd lose so you just gave up. "what should we do next? ive been winning every challenge so far~" vanta teased you, "how abouuut.. a staring contest?" you suggested. "easy!" he confidently obliged.

you two sat down on a chair across not that far from each other and began. you stared into his purple eyes that windowed into his inner soul. you were doing great, but vanta's eyes seem to be shaking? "why you shaking, bringer?" you asked, "...im not shaking youre shaking...." he nervously murmured.

the man eventually blinks and you declare your victory, but just before you said so, you take a look at vanta who broke the gaze and it looked like the man was out of breath from running a marathon. he had a hand on his chest, he was blushing, and he was sighing. "looks like i won.." you declared. "y-yeah.. you win" he admitted defeat and looked back to you, "are you blushing?" you tilted your head to the side. "uhhhhh..." he tried to come up with an excuse before looking down at his phone, "hey zali's calling, lets meet up with him...!" vanta quickly whipped up a quick excuse just to get you to stop teasing him about his flustered state. while walking though, you could tell that he was still thinking about that moment by the way he smiles randomly from time to time.

yu q wilson

he's a simple boy. just hold his hand and you'll have him hiding his face from you. he also enjoys when you ruffle his hair, when you sit on his lap, oh he also loves when you give him nicknames.

you were in the drivethru at a local fast food restaurant, you were in the driver seat, wilson being your passenger princess. you pulled up and requested your order to the worker, "that's it for me.. you want anything, yu?" you asked wilson if he wanted anything, he told you his order and you told it back to the worker. you decided to pull a little prank and call him your husband instead of your boyfriend. it's a silly prank that you saw on the internet and you knew instantly that you had to try it on him "my husband just wants fries" "HU- hus..band...?" he nearly yelled but covered his mouth before doing so. "yes, thank you" you thanked the lovely worker and drove away from them. you drove up to the window and waited for your order, you decided to look back to wilson and he just had the most confused smile on his face with the most obvious blush on his cheeks. "whaaat?" you acted clueless. "HUSBAND?...husband???" that time he yelled to which you just laughed. right before the worker opened the window to hand you your order, wilson pulls you into a kiss that nearly turned into a makeout session in the car...you freaks.

im SO sorry this took so long 4402!!! but at last, i deliver

intro • masterlist • general rules • detailed request rules • main acc @sageofgrief • nsfw acc @sageofmarionette

#sageofgrief #zali reqs #nijisanji #nijisanji en #nijisanji x reader #nijisanji en x reader #krisis #krisis x reader #vezalius bandage #vezalius bandage x reader #vantacrow bringer #vantacrow bringer x reader #yu q wilson #yu q wilson x reader

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mysteriawrites · 2 years ago

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GOING ON A MISSION TOGETHER

Ft. Krisis

An: my friends and i have realized that there’s not enough krisis content and are starving so imma make some. Enjoy da food. :D p.s will make an XSOLIEL version later

An #2: this is pre ash krisis

VEZALIUS BANDAGE

You were Zali’s assistant in helping him find the cure to the crystal curse. You joined up with him due to your own parent/guardian being afflicted by the incurable illness. You two had a certain team dynamic. You would fight off the monsters while he studied them and would heal you if you got hurt (not that he can’t fight for himself). You two made a great team, however the latest battle was particularly rough.

You had never been so exhausted in your life. You were fighting against a particularly strong crystal monster, to keep it from entering it’s nest, while zali was getting what you both hoped to be the last component needed for the cure. Minutes dragged on to feel like hours. Your body screamed at you as it was battered and bruised, with pair of broken ribs now added to the list as you were flung through the air by the beast’s brute strength.

Despite all that however, you got back up again. You had to keep fighting for the cure, for you family, and for your lover who was doing everything in his power to help the ones he loved. You steeled your resolve and with the last bit of adrenaline you had left you slew the creature. You limped your way into the nest of the now fallen foe to be met with a beaming Vezalious.

“WE DID IT! WE DID IT (Y/N)! WE’VE COMPLETED THE CURE!” He exclaimed with glee, his accent thickening with his overwhelming excitement.

You were overwhelmed with relief and joy.

“W-we did it!” You said in a whisper and the last of your adrenaline leaving your body.

The last thing you see before being engulfed in darkness is Zali running to you and calling your name.

You slowly open your eyes to be met of the blinding light of your love and savior Vezalious Bandage. His eyes lit up at the realization that you were awake.

“Welcome back my love,” he greeted.

You sat up quickly only to be met with a sharp pain in your ribs.

“Easy Mon Ange don’t want your stitches to come lose. Don’t worry we’re safe back at our camp,”

“What happened?” You asked

“You were severely injured from that last fight, but don’t worry I patched you up. You’ll need to take it easy for a few days my love,” he said kissing your forehead.

“Did we really do it Zali?” You asked.

He took your hands in his “yes Mon Amor we did it.”

“We can finally save them.”

VANTACROW BRINGER

You and Vanta were a mercenary duo. Two of the best soldiers in the world. Each of you was the strength of half an army when on your own. When together your power was unparalleled.

Today’s mission required breaking into a military base and stealing some secret weapon you think, honestly you weren’t paying attention to the briefing. You and Vanta stood atop a building waiting for the right moment to pounce.

“So first to take down 50 pays for dinner?” Vanta smiles with a mischievous grin.

“Bet!” You reply.

And from there it’s a race to see who can take down 50 guys the fastest. 1, 2, 5, 10, 15 and more go down in the first couple of minutes. They come piling out of the building one after another like card soldiers.

They don’t last long though because for every 5 guys that attack you two take down 10 each. Soon they’re all wiped out and you secure the item you were looking for.

“I won!” Vanta cries out “pay up!”

“No you didn’t” you retort.

“Did too i took out 120,”

“So did I…”

“Damn guess we’re tied then,”

As he said that you two notice movement from the corner of your eye as you notice a lone solder escaping.

“First to nab him is the winner!”

“You’re on!”

You ended up splitting the bill that night anyway.

YU Q WILSON

You and Wilson didn’t exactly start off on the right foot. You were rival hitmen in the industry, well the rivalry was actually a bit one sided. You had a tendency to steal Wilson’s kills so he wasn’t particularly fond of you.

However for this mark the buyer requested two of the of the best of the best, and that happened to be you two. Yeah Wilson wasn’t very thrilled.

“Ah not you” he exclaimed exasperated.

“I told them i could handle this on my own.” He said pouting

You didn’t respond just rolled your eyes and started walking towards your destination. You two were assigned to take out a local mafia boss in the area (Luca? Pfffft course not what made you think that) who was rival of your client. Right now you we’re having a steak out outside his hide out which was disguised as a local bar.

“Target in sight,” you said as you looked through the lends of your rifle.

“I’m going in!” Wilson said before rushing off.

“Wait no don’t!”

And that’s how you two ended up in your curreng situation, surrounded by the members of the mafia very much outnumbered.

“So genius how do you plan on getting us out of this one?” You asked Wilson in a snarky tone.

“Look I’m sorry ok I thought I could handle it,”

“Guess I’m gonna have to get us out of this mess.”

And so you guys tried to break through the horde of armed men to escape, shooting them down with your rifle to escape. Shooting at some hanging objects as well to create obstacles to slow them down. You had almost made it to the door when you heard your comrade shout,

“(Y/N) LOOK OUT!”

You whip you heard around to see a bullet coming right at you right before Wilson shoves you out of the way, the bullet grazing his shoulder. You stand there stunned.

“Hurry up we gotta get outta here!” He says grabbing your hand with his good arm and escaping out the door.

A few hours later you’re bandaging up his shoulder at the safe house.

“You’re such an idiot yknow,” you say as you finish wrapping the gauze.

“Oh come on you love me~” he replies

You stare at him for a moment before your face breaks into a smile.

“Yknow what I do.”

You close your statement with a kiss.

An #3: Sorry if this sucked I very much wrote this on a whim. Hope you like it.

#nijisanji #nijisanji en #nijisanji en x reader #krisis #nijikrisis #krisis x reader #vezalius bandage #vezalius bandage x reader #vantacrow bringer #vantacrow bringer x reader #yu q wilson #yu q. wilson #yu q. wilson x reader

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vyvienne · 2 months ago

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Blood, Power and Baking

It has been an interesting week.

Over the weekend I was raised within the Sanctum in what they term an Ascendancy ritual but in essence I feel it was a further way to tie myself to them by my own accord. Perhaps others would not deem it thus, but it is how I feel.

I will not commit to paper exactly what it entailed, as I felt it was a near sacred moment. At least for one such as me who has had precious few in her life. However, I came out of it stronger than before. I joined the Mystics under Varethuun who sadly could not be there but I felt him touch my mind through the Sanguine. He is pleased. As a side note, Nezzok attended. I was very surprised considering I believe he is not very fond of me since our last exposure to each other.

As I sit here, I am bleeding by my own hand. And while I bleed, I am learning the push and pull of blood. How it feels as I move it, spread it, pull it back. I am now able to heal myself seamlessly with it, skin returning to smooth porcelain each time.

I believe I will be able to control another entity’s blood with this new ability the same way I am able to control my own. Most of my power attacks consciousness but this? This is an overt power that I could use to heal, harm or even kill. Needless to say I am incredibly excited.

I have also found that I can taste and smell the blood more deeply than ever before. Taste and smell not only the coppery undertone any soul could, and not just the power a practitioner would, but some of my own memories and secrets. I am excited to try this with another sentient being and plan to seek one out soon. Will it work with them or is it only my own soul that I am sensing?

I was told that at times those going through Ascendancy emerge with new abilities. Some do not emerge at all. But I have never been afraid of death. It has become a lover in many ways, not something I have tried to evade. So apparently I am the former and not the latter.

Also, I spoke with a Lord Alistaer Bala’nari concerning Void and Shadow. The Defiler sent him to me and I decided to share the small book I compiled with my own research and thoughts concerning this power with the promise to speak further when we meet again.

I found him interesting. Powerful, I feel with a personality that goes with those of us who have seen the worst side of the Light and can understand it is not always benevolent. I semi met his paramour, Faydera, during my Ascendancy. She blended into the wall, so to speak, and I felt distinct terror roiling around her. He mentioned trauma in relation to her and I am curious as to how she will fit into the Sanctum. I believe he will do fine but she is concerning to me.

Not that the others cannot feel what I feel, but there was something dangerous about her. Perhaps it is not my place now, others being more situated to know her better and I am not part of that group. I suppose it is hard to give up part of your personality. I wonder if she would willingly offer a drop of her blood for me to experiment with? I fear asking her may cause an apoplectic fit though.

I am ahead of myself. Though I do feel something for her, a pity and an understanding of what extreme trauma can do to a person. It shapes us in ways we cannot foresee for years to come. I have occasionally wondered if my skills could also be used to help people forget what they experienced if it harmed them to a point they cannot function in life. But then I think would I wish to do that with my own? I would not.

Oh, I also had a lovely conversation with Lady Zali about cooking. Yes, a normal conversation concerning how to better a simple life skill. She suggested using the Sanguine to ask for a Namelss who wouldn’t mind showing me how to better improve my very atrocious cooking abilities. She also mentioned a new bakery in Silvermoon City. Perhaps I should investigate their cakes for future sweets on offer until I can learn that mystifying skill of baking.

As I said, an interesting week. I am excited for what may come next. I should speak with Varethuun soon concerning finding a test subject.

@dinthoqaf @nezzokthecollector @faydera for mention.

#rp #wra #sanctum #sotf #blood magic

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coldfilipinoricenoodles · 2 years ago

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Mon Amour

Vezalius Bandage X F! Reader

Warnings: NSFW, Fingering, Hickies, Oral (receiving), unprotected sex, morning sex, a little aftercare if you squint, horny zali

a/n THIS IS NOT PROOFREAD

It was morning and your boyfriend, Vezailus, was laying next to you with an arm wrapped around your waist. You knew he was awake but not fully. You rose from your place on the bed gently to sit up against the headboard when all of a sudden you felt Zail’s hand creep into the crevice of your thighs.

��Zali?” you looked at him with confused eyes.

He looked back at you with tired eyes then sat up and kissed you on your soft lips, “want more of you right now,” he said after pulling away.

“Hmmm ok〜” you said as you two kissed again with more intent.

His hand snuck under your shirt and caressed your breasts. You moaned into the kiss as he took your shirt off and you returned the favor by helping him take off his shirt. He placed his hand on the headboard behind you and laid you under him. He looked at you for reassurance that you were okay with this. You nodded. He kissed your neck leaving dark bruises as he took off your underwear.

“Tu es si belle mon amour〜(you’re so beautiful my love)” he said as he grinded his hips against yours.

He inserted two fingers into you. Then went lower with his love bites until he reached your stomach.

“Fuck Zali!” you said as he kissed your clit roughly. (a/n this man was def on a mfkn mission)

He kept pumping his fingers in and out of you swiftly while he ate your pussy out.

Soon enough, you felt yourself getting exceptionally close to your climax, “Zail! I’m gonn-”

He stopped all his movements and you looked at him confused, “You’re gonna cum with my dick inside of you〜” he said as he took of his boxers.

He leaned on top of your small body and put his dick inside of you slowly. Soon enough, he started picking up his pace and went even rougher. You could feel him so deep inside of you. He placed his hand on top of your stomach, “Are you close mon amour?” he asked while maintaining his pace. You nodded swiftly as your moans got louder.

“Fuck zali! Im gonna-” you moaned as you came all over his dick. He kept pumping his cock in and out of you, soon reaching his own orgasm and cumming inside of you.

“Fuck〜” he said smiling at you then proceeding to fall back on the bed, “How do you feel about hopping in the shower with me for a little bit?” he asked, winking at you.

#vezalius bandage #vezalius smut #krisis #vezalius #nijisanji smut #nijisanji fluff #nijisanji en #luxiem #Luca kaneshiro #smut

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fakesimp · 2 years ago

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OKOK SO YOU HAVE TO HEAR ME OUT ON THIS

vezalius. the pretty french man. has been haunting my dreams recently. and i had a idea of like,, krisis!reader and him after a mission, all sweaty and shit cause they like just killed someone or smth yknow,, and perhaps helping him clean up and relax and cuddle and shit after a pretty stressful mission. like,, all fluffy and stuff hehehe (pretty french man gives me brainrot)

-🎣

Aid, With Vezalius Bandage

Warning !

Fluff ; Mentions of an injury ; Established Relationship

A/n !

I am hearing you out 🎣 anon ! Also a new anon spotted ! Welcome ! I hope you enjoy your stay here fufu~

➶◜◝➴

It was a rough mission, both of you went out to finish a mission together, facing a life and death situation.

If it's not for Zali, you thought you won't even be here, with him in a room taking a rest, body sweating, also fatigue starting to hit you greatly as you leaned against the chair.

"Mon chéri, We should go take a bath, don't you think?" He said as he glance towards you, you whip your head towards him, seeing him taking off his hero suit.

"Mmm, Too tired." You pouted as you moved your arms sluggishly, earning a chuckle from the man, "Come on, dear I'll help you with it." You blinked at him and let out a sheepish chuckle. "Sorry for the trouble"

. . .

In the end, not only him helping you cleaning up, you also helped him cleaning up. Both of you, stayed in the tub for a bit longer, you leaned back towards Zali's chest as you slowly relax yourself.

Zali looked down at your shoulder, he frowned upon the discovery of a wound he didn't see. How did he not see that.

"Mon Chéri, How come did I not see this." He whispered as he gently brush his fingers along your small wound, earning a small hiss from you. "Ah, .. it's just a small one don't worry about it-" "No, I insist. Let us get out and treat that wound" He said as he gently leading you out from the tub.

As you both got changed, he told you to take off your clothes again to treat your wound, you couldn't really resist. So you did what he asked you to do, you let out another small hiss as you flinched away from him.

"Dear please stay still, it'll be more difficult if you keep avoiding my treatment." He said as he held you still, you let out a small apology and held down the stinging pain on your shoulder, after he finished you sighed in relief.

You didn't realize you were holding your breath the entire time, after he's done with the treatment, he told you you can wear your clothes again.

Both of you went to bed, you are in Zali's arms, he gently move his hand on your arm before placing them down on your waist. As he trailed butterfly kisses your neck, he whispered

"Please do becareful, I may be by your side, but I would rather not see you getting more injuries than you should already have."

"Okay.. I'm sorry, I'll try not to be too reckless.."

"Mm.. Good.. I love you"

"..I love you too Zali"

A/n !

Here we go ! I'm hope you enjoyed this ! Also, apologized if that's like, a wrong word, because I, don't know french (⁠・⁠_⁠・⁠;⁠)

( 8/10 )

#nijisanji en x reader #nijisanji en #nijisanji x reader #nijisanji #krisis x reader #krisis #vezalius bandage x reader #vezalius bandage #fakesimp replies #🎣 anon

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16-may · 4 months ago

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*give you this rarepair and run away cutely*

Never thought I'd see Danny Phantom and Skullgirls in the same pic but here we are

Interesting crackship :o

#zali weas #zali asks #rarepair #crackship #squigly x danny

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dinthoqaf · 3 months ago

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How would Din handle an ambitious woman wanting to sink her claws into his plans other than his wife? Could he be persuaded to divide his attentions? Why or why not?

{ I'll have to answer this one OOC if that's alright! :D

Simply put? Women have tried this in the past. It's not new and at one put I use to entertain the RP but it kept leading to OOC issues where the other player/character would get outright mad/upset that Dinthoqaf didn't fall for their advances and efforts and it just quit being worth the effort. Dinthoqaf is not interested in anyone else on a sexual level, especially on a romantic one and I HIGHLY doubt that will ever change.

If @zalilirah 's character were to die IC with no hope of returning, Dinthoqaf would go absolutely ferally batshit and would make an effort to go for the Titan Engine in Uldum to destroy everyone, including himself and he would do so because as crazy as he is, being a god without her isn't worth becoming a god in the first place. Some see that as a weakness, of course they do, because they don't understand IC or maybe even OOC what it means to have that kind of person in your corner, or to lose that person in your corner. Dinthoqaf without a Zali is 100x worse than he even remotely is right now.

Even if something God awful happened to Zalilirah the player, Dinthoqaf would remain forever single purely out of respect for the character and he would find a way to freeze her in time, like Mr. Freeze's wife in Batman. It's simply not an entertainable thought. I think in that instance, I would probably bring The Sanctum storylines to a final, respectable close, and hang my hat up as it's GM. I may find something else to do, but I would never touch him or it again either if that happened.

I also want to apologize cause rereading this, I come off as pretty aggressive and that's not the intent. I just want to make it clear that that storyline isn't going to happen and I've found if I try to leave it sound like there's even some remote chance it might, people take advantage of it and me. But thank you for asking, it's a -really- important question that I wish more people would actually ask. <3 }

#thank you #anon ask #Dinthoqaf

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kanekoii · 2 years ago

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I’ve been thinking about this 4ever… I have a medical condition called POTS (postural tachycardia syndrome) it’s a lot like having low iron and causes me to pass out a lot… How about Luxiem + Ren (seperately) reacting to reader passing out due to this condition??

lyra’s notes -> i know it’s not appropriate to tell someone with a chronic medical condition to get better soon cuz i have multiple chronic conditions too so what i’ll say is: i hope it isn’t as bad for a little while, you deserve to be free from it for a bit yk <3 i know how draining and stressful these conditions can be and i see you. ur a precious bebe (sorry that was a lot)

pairings -> luxiem + ren zotto x gn! reader

genre -> scenario

song -> everlasting shine - tomorrow x together

warnings -> some medical stuff, worried boyfriends, written late at night

VOX AKUMA ->

he will be SO concerned the first time it happens. the demon has seen a lot, but he was NOT prepared for this in any way shape or form. but the longer he dates you, the more used to it he’ll get. he knows that it’s not exactly something you have much, if any control over. if you pass out, he’ll handle everything you may have needed to take care of long before you awake. it’s his job to take care of you and keep you as healthy as you can possibly be.

LUCA KANESHIRO ->

poor boy freaks out just like vox, but this one is a lot more panicked. i know it might sound a little dumb or like overkill, but he’s genuinely worried about you and your health! when you eventually wake up, you’ll see the poor boy hovering nervously over you. his eyes light up with relief as he kisses you ever so gently. when you get lightheaded, he’ll gently lay you down on the nearest surface with the most kind and gentle smile.

IKE EVELAND ->

he’ll be concerned the first time you pass out in front of him, but much more quiet and calm than the others. he understands that loudly freaking out or panicking openly would likely just make the situation more stressful when you wake up, so he stays calm and gently asks what happened so he can better understand your condition and how he can best help you.

SHU YAMINO ->

he’s here to support you in every way he possibly can. he would try to use his power as a sorcerer to heal you, but the things he uses typically revolve around curses, so his healing abilities aren’t the best, even if he could heal chronic illnesses like this. he wished he could, but it’s the best he can do to help you take care of yourself when you’re feeling lightheaded.

MYSTA RIAS ->

another loud freak out. he will end up calling shu or zali or, hell, even millie for help. he doesn’t know what to do and he just wants you to be alright. that was the first time you passed out in front of him, after that he became more calm about it and now asks every day what he can do for you that day to make things even just a little easier on you.

REN ZOTTO ->

he balances out the calm squad vs the panic squad as the third member of calm squad. he’s really, REALLY worried but he’ll wait until you wake up to ask you about it. and it’s not like he’ll bombard you with questions, that wouldn’t be nice. he just wants to know how he can best support you and what to do in these situations.

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hearts444karma · 7 months ago

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so...KRISIS 1 YEAR YUPPIEEEE

Can i ask how Krisis members (separately or Polykrisis 👉👈) would celebrate the first anniversary of marriage with the reader?

Sorry this isn't really detailed, i don't have much imagination :(

vezalius bandage

a true romantic at heart, plans an evening filled with small gestures that bring back memories of the past year. he recreate your wedding day with small twists, like choosing a different scenic spot for a private dinner or filling the room with the flowers from your bouquet.

vantacrow bringer

he wants to make your anniversary an adventure to remember. plans a spontaneous trip to somewhere you’ve never been before, where you’ll spend the day exploring and trying new experiences together.

yu q. wilson

he’s really someone who loves creative expressions, so he’ll spend months working on a personalized gift, like a handmade scrapbook, painting, or song, to commemorate the past year.

POLYKRISIS

The day begins softly, with you waking to a quiet, candle-lit breakfast on the balcony, prepared by Zali. He laid out a beautiful spread of your favorite breakfast items, and as you eat, he presents you with a small book containing notes and mementos from the past year together. A mix of pressed flowers, handwritten notes, and candid photos capturing little moments you’d almost forgotten.

As you’re finishing up, Vanta appears, grinning with a glint of excitement. “Alright, lovebirds, time for some fresh air!” He packed a surprise hiking trip to a nearby spot, insisting it’s a special place he’s been wanting to share with you.

You set out together, laughter and light-hearted teasing filling the air as you make your way through the woods. It was challenging as ever, but with each of them encouraging you, it made your stress die down.

When you finally reach a scenic overlook, the view is breathtaking, you all settle down on a picnic blanket that Vanta had packed, pulling out snacks and drinks as you take in the view. Wilson then surprises you by pulling out a canvas and paints, inviting each of you to add your own little detail to a collaborative painting.

It starts with Wilson sketching the landscape before Zali adds small, delicate flowers, and Vanta playfully splashes bold, bright colors to capture the energy of the day. By the time the painting is complete, it feels like a snapshot of your relationship—a mix of beauty, excitement, and artistry, all intertwined.

As evening falls, you head home, where Zali transformed the living room into a cozy, candle-lit space with music playing softly in the background. The three of them exchange knowing smiles before presenting their final surprise: sex a beautiful scrapbook filled with memories from the day. Wilson carefully crafted each page, and Vanta scribbled funny notes in the margins, while Zali added heartfelt quotes about love and connection.

You spend the rest of the night reminiscing, holding each other close as you talk about the journey you’ve taken together and all the dreams you share for the future. By the end of the night, lying in each other’s arms, it feels like the three of them have crafted the perfect anniversary celebration, a day that is as layered and vibrant as your love for each other.

#.karmadelulu #nijisanji en x reader #nijisanji x reader #nijisanji en #nijien #vezalius bandage x reader #vantacrow bringer x reader #yu q. wilson x reader #yu q. wilson #vezalius bandage #vantacrow bringer #nijisanji krisis #krisis x reader

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duskvsdawn · 2 months ago

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Welcome home, mon amour

Zali is a devoted, hard-working husband. While you were out there saving the world, your lovely hubby stayed home, doing all sorts of chores so you don't have to when you eventually do come home, and he takes care of your wounds. And after he takes care of your wounds, you shower him in love.

≫ A/N: @briskunt gave me the marvelous idea of house husband Zali, so here we go! I might take on some of the other ideas you mentioned at some point later. I do wanna broaden out to more "out there topics", but since my mental health hasn't been great lately, I would love to write something that brings me comfort for now. I hope that's okay with you!

CW: female reader cause reversed "socially acceptable" gender roles, Zali gets a bit depressed because he's lonely 'cause you're away so much, when you come home, covered in blood from a hard battle, he cares for your wounds, and to thank him, you shower him in lots of love after the painkillers start working. Uh, yeah this gets smutty at the end after the fluff, Zali is a super sensitive baby and super responsive to all your touches and all the lewd stuff you do to him. Reader uses a strap-on to fuck Zali senseless cause he just looks so good like that, and, again, reversed gender roles, let's go. Also, Zali wears lingerie cause fuck it, we ball. Also also, reader puts Zali in mating press because I just had to.

Art credits.

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Zali heard the front door open, and a tired sigh followed soon after. He had been busy folding laundry at the dinner table when he heard a quiet "I'm home..." It didn't sound good, so he went to go check on you. There you stood, trying to compose yourself, covered in wounds from head to toe. Zali clasped his hands in front of his mouth, and he rushed over to you.

"Mon amour, you look terrible! What happened?" your husband asked as he gently held you. "Well, I do feel terrible... And, uh... A lot, actually," you said as you winced in pain as his arms wrapped around you. Zali noticed and instantly pulled back. "Why don't you go and take a shower? I will join you soon so I can help clean you up," your husband said with a soft, worried smile as he gave you a kiss on the cheek. You nodded, and after some struggles, you managed to get up the stairs. You just sat on the bathroom floor for a bit, not sure if you would be able to do any more on your own for now. Zali had kept his hearing focused on trying to detect anything suspicious. When he still didn't hear running water when he was done folding laundry, he hurried up the stairs to check on you.

There you sat, in the exact same spot you had sat down in 15 minutes ago. "Mon trésor, what are you doing on the floor?" Zali asked you as he moved to sit down next to you and comfortingly rubbed your back. "Hurts too much..." you brought out in between choked sobs. Your husband took your hand in his and gave it a loving kiss. "I will get the painkillers, mon amour," your husband said as he got up to get said painkillers. It was a mix made especially by him that both got rid of the pain, or at least managed to dull it somewhat, and it also had calming effects on the mind, which was useful if you were overly stressed. It also usually worked for a full day, which was nice, so you wouldn't have to get jabbed in the arm multiple times a day.

Zali came back to the bathroom a little while later, bottle and syringe in hand, and with some effort, you managed to roll up your sleeve so that he could administer the painkiller. After looking for a suitable vein to poke the syringe into after taking it out of the package, he did just that, and relief washed over you almost immediately. He sat next to you for a little while longer after getting rid of the syringe, waiting for it to kick in properly as he rubbed your back softly, trying his best to avoid the spots that gave you a pained expression. After a little while, you gave him a nod, and he helped you get up and get undressed. Zali undressed himself as well and guided you into the shower after the water felt like a mix between lukewarm and warm since he didn't want the hot water to hurt you.

While the two of you stood in the shower, you let the water wash off some of the dirt and blood first. Zali looked through the shower cabin glass walls, staring at the bloody and dirty suit. He shook his head, and he could only imagine what you had gone through today. He asked you what had happened, and you started reciting today's events about how much you, Vanta and Wilson struggled to take down the monsters roaming the next city over. You told Zali that you had gotten unlucky and the monster got some good hits in, but that Wilson and Vanta didn't look as hurt as you, so he didn't have to worry about them. Zali grabbed a soft sponge and started to gently wipe the dirt out of the wounds. After he did so, he washed your hair and lathered your body in soap to clean you up. After he had cleaned you, he did the same to himself as you just stood under the water for a little longer, kind of zoning out a bit.

"Mon chéri, how is the pain right now? does it feel better?" your husband asked you as he wrapped his arms around you from behind, leaving a kiss on your shoulder blade. "Yeah, it does feel a lot better now. Thank you," you said with a smile as you turned around in his arms to leave a loving kiss on his lips. Zali's hands found your hair, and he let it run through his fingers as he made out with you for a little while, getting hornier with each passing minute. You could feel his hard-on against your stomach, and when you pointed it out, he got embarrassed. You just chuckled in response as the two of you got ready to get out of the shower.

You were drying yourselves off, and after you were done, Zali told you to wait in the bathroom for a little bit and that he would tell you when you could come over. You had no idea what he had up his sleeves, but you patiently sat down on the toilet, waiting for his signal. After a little bit he called you over, and you walked over to the bedroom. Zali lay on the bed, in royal blue lingerie. A blush spread across your cheeks as you slowly walked over to him to lie down next to him.

"Is this new? I haven't seen this before..." you said as you let your hand run over the fabric covering his chest. It felt silky smooth, and it had beautiful pink lace attached to it. "Yes, mon chéri, it's new. Do you like it?" your husband said with a shaky breath as your finger flicked his nipple through the fabric. "Mmm, looks really good on you," you said as you let your hand wander lower, touching the fabric of the panties that was just as smooth. "How come you wanted to wear this tonight?" you asked as you left a few heated kisses on his neck as you pulled him closer. "You've barely been home lately. I know you've been hard at work, but it's been getting lonely. And seeing you in so much pain, I wanted to cheer you up a bit. I missed you so, so much... Je t'aime, reader, and I want to do anything to make you happy. Anything." Zali said as he was close to tears. The loneliness had really been eating away at him, and you really felt bad about it. "Je t'aime aussi, my lovely hubby. And I am sorry I have been away so much lately. Shall I make it up to you tonight?" you said with a suggestive smirk, and Zali's blush deepened because of that comment. "I would like that..." your husband whispered as he hid his face in your neck.

You left a kiss at the top of his head, and then you got up to walk to your favourite cabinet in the bedroom. It held lingerie and all sorts of toys. You took your preferred strap-on out of said cabinet and walked over to the nightstand to grab some lube out of the drawer. Your husband blushed one shade darker when he saw what you were planning on doing. You got back on the bed and put the strap-on on yourself after pushing the dildo attached on the inside into you, covering the one on the outside in lube. Zali licked his lips when he saw the pleasured expression on your face as you pushed the dildo into yourself, and he had gotten a little bit impatient. He wanted to feel that thing inside of him so badly. He wanted to be absolutely ruined by you and be showered in kisses and hickeys. Luckily for him, he didn't have to wait long.

"Time to fold you in half like a croissant," you said with a chuckle as you pushed his legs towards his chest. He felt so exposed like this, but it turned him on that much more. You moved the lingerie out of the way, not wanting to take it off because it looked too pretty on him. "Please, mon amour... I need you. I need to feel you," your husband whimpered as one of your fingers circled his rim, and then you slowly pushed it in. After you had moved it in and out for a bit, you added a second finger and then a third. You wanted to prep him properly because that dildo was big. You knew he loved having it inside of him, but you wanted to make it as painless as possible. His impatience showed once more when he let out a desperate whimper, and you decided to give him what he wanted.

You pushed in the tip, and as you slowly pushed in the rest of it you leaned over him, wrapping one arm around him as the other held his hand that was lying next to his head, essentially trapping him underneath you. When your husband left a kiss on your lips, you took it as a signal to start moving, so that's what you did. You started with some shallow thrusts at first until Zali moaned, "More... More... S'il vous plaît, give me more," as he left continuous hungry kisses on your lips. You moved your face towards his neck to start biting it and leaving lots of hickeys there as you picked up the pace, your hand still holding his tightly. Zali moaned louder at that, feeling like he was in heaven, enjoying everything you were giving him. He loved you so much, and having sex with you always managed to solidify those feelings even more for him. As Zali's mind wandered to the thoughts about how much he really loved you, tears started pricking at his eyes. You noticed, and gently licked a tear away that was rolling down his face. "Je t'aime... Je t'aime..." your husband just kept whispering as a mantra, getting lost in pleasure. Zali started trembling, and you could tell he was getting close because of it.

"Come for me, handsome. I know you want to. Let go, mon amour," you whispered into his ear after you licked it and nibbled on his earlobe. You started moaning louder yourself, when that pleasure the dildo inside of you was giving you, was getting too much for you, on top of seeing your husband so fucked out like this. His nails clawed at your back, pulling you ever closer as he hid his face into your neck. Your husband moaned your name like a whore as he released, and it was the most beautiful moan you've ever heard out of his mouth. His cum felt warm and sticky between the two of you, and it felt so delicious to you. Seeing Zali cum so hard, pushed you over the edge as well, soiling the dildo inside of you. You fell on top of your husband, catching your breath as he did the same.

But it seems you underestimated just how much your husband had missed you. His dick was still hard and he whispered into your ear: "Mon trésor... I need more. Please. I need more of you." your husband said as he left hungry kisses across your neck, and who were you to deny him? So you fucked him more, and more, and then some. You had fucked him for hours, your stamina never relenting since you were really fit thanks to your occupation after all. You fucked him so much that by the end of the night he was a trembling, crying mess. You were covered in his cum, your neck was covered in hickeys and bites, and so was his, and your back was covered in deep scratches from his nails. You had fucked him absolutely dumb and mute, since by the end his eyes just kept rolling back, and drool kept trickling out of his mouth as one more orgasm washed over him, and he pretty much passed out. You pulled out of him, taking off the strap-on and letting it thud on the ground next to the bed. Your husband had gone absolutely silent on you and you wondered if he was alright.

"Are you okay, darling? How are you feeling?" you asked Zali as you left a loving kiss on his temple after you wrapped your arms around him. In that moment, he looked like a mix between fucked out and in absolute bliss, but at the same time so vulnerable and exhausted to the core. He responded, barely above a whisper. "Incroyable... Thank you, mon amour."

Zali knew these sheets would need washing your sure, the blood from one of the wounds of your knee had gotten onto it and so had his release, and yours. But he couldn't possibly remove those sheets now, there was no way he could even get up now. That would have to be a worry for future him. A smile appeared on his face when you left a kiss on top of his nose, whispering to him, "sleep well, my handsome, perfect husband. Je t'aime."

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