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Hello, My Moons!

I recently started the series “Him and I” and while I was writing the next few parts, I had the idea to integrate some ideas from my wonderful moons (YOU)!

If you’d be interested in participating, here’s the idea:

• You will submit a character (of appropriate age) into the ask box or through dm (whichever is more comfortable for you).

• Along with the Sakamaki brother of your choosing to be paired (romantically) with your submitted character!

• Your character must have these descriptions:

- Eye color, hair color, hair type, hair length, height, skin color, dress type, (or more) and the way they feel towards your chosen Sakamaki (this can be any way: hate, love, friendly, etc.).

If you’d like, you can push with more creative freedom and decide whether or not the Sakamaki brother reciprocates those feelings or denies them!

Only FOUR Sakamaki brother partners can be accepted:

- Laito (Character Found)

- Ayato

- Kanato

- Subaru (Character Found)

If this receives enough attention/participation, I have more ideas for ways to integrate more of your characters into the story in the future!

If the spot for the Sakamaki brother gets filled, this post will be edited beside their name accordingly!

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Him and I

It never gets old.

Sitting here with him could never not be a wonderful experience. His right earbud in my ear and the soft classical music playing was all I needed.

Just to be here with him.

I was happy, and I knew he was too.

For now.

I ignored the responsibilities. Facing away from the reality of everything that was happening. I was happily turning a blind eye to it all, and I’m sure he was too.

No one could be happy in a situation like this if they truly thought about it.

So we didn’t.

With my back against the edge of the couch and Shu laying on it behind me, we ignored the world. The rings on our fingers were merely invisible, pushed aside to the confinements of our nightstands.

And they would stay there on days like this, days where we could forget. We could be by each other’s side without interruption of people who were never supposed to be in the picture.

We could pretend like things were alright.

That they were as they always were.

I closed my eyes, letting myself imagine it… our perfect life that didn’t involve anyone but us. Where it was only natural for us to dance to the music instead of only listening to it. Where it wasn’t a restriction to kiss him, hold him, love him in absolute.

It was all only natural.

It was the only dream worth dreaming about…

I let my eyes open, reaching back and finding cold fingers, relaxed against his chest.

Maybe for now this could be enough…

His fingers slid against mine, intertwining them together. Holding my hand firmly, he tugged softly, centering our hands on his chest.

It was beautiful to touch him, even if it was just like this…

The quiet mansion’s front door opened, creaks sounding throughout the halls.

My eyes closed again, holding back the burning tears, already knowing.

No, please… I need more time with him…

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Him and I

He looked gorgeous today…

He did everyday.

They pushed his hair back, slick and beautiful to show off his face and the eyes of the ocean. They dressed him up in a suit that was surely the equivalent to a man seeing a woman in lingerie.

He was perfect…

I bit my lip as I watched him furrow his brows when they pulled his earbuds from his ears.

They were playing with him like a puppet on strings.

His eyes caught mine and his tense eyebrows relaxed, a neutral look coming back to them. I knew him, though, that was a face of better relief, of no worries.

A young man walked up to me, placing Shu’s headphones and mp3 in the palm of my hand, his choker with it. I enclosed it between my fingers and held it to my chest, my other hand tightening around the fabric of my shirt. I wanted so badly to go to him, to hold him. To kiss him. Love him the way I knew he wanted to be loved. I wanted so badly to do what he’s been wanting to do… what I know he’s been wanting to do.

But he couldn’t. Despite all that he was, he was not stronger.

My heart ached for him every second I wasn’t near him, and now that time was growing shorter and shorter…

Since the moment I came to this mansion, despite it all… despite the fact he was taken from me before we could take the necessary step to prevent any this… he would always be mine, and I his.

The tap of her heels was enough for my heart to break as she walked back, her dress beautifully made and her hair in an updo.

Not once ever glancing my way.

She looked stunning standing next to him, but only because she was standing next to him.

Perhaps I could’ve looked just as beautiful if I were next to him.

His eyes didn’t move from mine, and I didn’t hide the loving look that blazed in my eyes when I looked at him.

He’d smirk when he’d notice that look in my eyes.

Perhaps because he liked knowing I was in the palm of his hand.

Or maybe…

Because he knew I felt the same as he did.

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hii! may i ask for a shu x fem!reader nsfw one-shot? shu’s been teasing the reader all day (for being a lewd woman or whatever you’d like) and she gets mad and sad and thinks he doesn’t truly love her. they end up doing it and during the act he reafirms his love for her (he worships her) thank you!

[Everyone prepare yourselves, this is gonna be a long one! Enjoy <3!]

NSFW Warnings: No Protection, No Pull-out.

Shu Sakamaki x Fem!Reader (NSFW)

He was doing it again.

His finger traced up the side of your thigh and goosebumps rose on your skin at the touch.

It was electric…

You looked down at his wandering hand and followed his arm up to his face. His eyes were closed with a neutral look in his face, as though he felt nothing when touching you.

It was maddening while at the same time, a bit hurtful.

He removed his hand and the day went on, his hands making soft brushes against some of the most sensitive places on your skin. His face seemed blank each time.

Did he really not care?!

You decided to do the same now, finding him at a random time and acting casual as you sat next to him. It wasn’t unusual to spend quiet time together, you both understood that silence. Your fingers started at his knee and then slowly brushed the tips of your fingers up his thigh.

A hand caught yours and you couldn’t help but freeze.

“Lewd woman, are you trying to seduce me?” His voice was that beautiful low vibration you enjoyed so much. Hearing him respond to you was damn near heavenly.

Your jaw dropped slightly, trying to find the words you wanted to utter, but nothing came out.

He chuckled and stood up, walking out of the room.

He was really messing with you…

The rest of the day was filled with his teasing remarks about your attempt. His voice was now crystal clear and awake as he did so, fingers still brushing you at unexpected times.

Were you simply a joke to him at this point?

No, you wouldn’t allow it.

You sat at the couch in the living room, an attempt you were using to avoid him. You’d normally be somewhere near him to “disturb” him as he called it, but you’d had enough. The constant teasing just to get a reaction out of you was making you mad. You felt like a plaything and nothing more..

You were reading for only a few minutes before feeling the brush of something soft against your arms and a weight on your lap. Looking down, Shu’s beautiful face was the one to greet you, easily causing heat to rise on your cheeks and swelling in your heart.

You acted instinctively, reaching down to softly brush his wavy blond hair, twirling it around your fingers.

That teasing smirk appeared on his lips again.

And you were mad all over again.

You retracted your hands despite every longing in your body and tried to act nonchalant, holding the book back up to your face.

Even you couldn’t fool yourself.

“‘Mmm..” He shifted on your lap, facing towards you. His eyelids lifted ever so gracefully, blue eyes piercing your evading ones.

Your face flushed.

Why was it so hard to resist him?!

Your eyes looked down against every will, but you couldn’t regret it. You loved looking at him… being looked at by him.

But you frowned nonetheless. “Stop,” you stated firmly.

His brow raised ever so slightly. “Huh?”

“Don’t ‘huh’ me…” You tore your eyes away and sighed. “I’m done being played with today. So unless you’re gonna do more with those hands and look at me more sincerely then I don’t want anything from you.” You brought the book to cover his face and stared blankly at the pages, a rush of adrenaline pushing through your veins.

Despite the treatment… you knew how Shu was, but something about today just pushed you over the edge.

Maybe it was getting to you that maybe the romantic fantasies in your mind about you both was simply just that… fantasies

The book was out of your hands before you could think twice, and those beautiful blue eyes were staring straight into yours again. This time, they were only a mere inches away.

“You expect a lot from a vampire, have you forgotten who you’re dealing with?”

Your lips parted slightly, itching to say more, but you couldn’t help glancing down at his lips and how close they were to you.

The corner of his lips tilted up, and you melted.

“Is it a lot to expect you to love me?” The words were out before you could think, but you didn’t regret them. You waited.

His smirk faded and you were suddenly met with the most eager set of lips against yours. Flush and cold but soft, he kissed you.

You didn’t hold back, you didn’t want to. Your fingers pushed through the threads of his hair and you breathed him in. Enjoying the feel of his lips moving against you and his tongue softly brushing against your bottom lip.

You moaned into the kiss.

Your tongue met his and you were beginning to feel breathless, but how could you stop?

His arm wrapped around your waist and pulled you against him.

Your eyes opened for a moment, seeing the ceiling of his room. Your back pressed against the soft covers and your legs spread, his body pressing further against you like a puzzle piece. Your breath hitched at the feeling of him pressing his hips against you, your fingers gripping his hair.

His hand slid down your waist to your hips, pulling you impossibly closer before moving his hand between your clothed legs. His fingers pressed against you and a moan pushed past your lips.

The kiss parted and he lifted his head, watching as desperate moan after moan left your throat.

You squirmed beneath him, almost grinding into his hand. “Oh please,” you breathed, softly tugging his hair as your eyes closed and your head fell back.

He chuckled at the sight of you, at your begging for him to touch you more. He loved watching your hips move so eagerly against his hand despite the fabric of your pants hindering the contact.

Your cheeks flushed at how easily you begged for him, and you couldn’t stop. “Shu, please,” you whimpered.

He bent down, softly kissing your neck before biting down, taking your blood sip by sip and your body growing more desperate and needy by the second.

“Fuck!” you groaned at the heat building up.

He licked the wound, pulling your shirt off and kissing your breasts. His fingers worked quickly on your bra as he unclipped it, removing it easily and bringing his attention back. He kissed his way to your nipple, taking it between his cool lips and running his tongue over it. His other hand moved up, softly squeezing your other breast.

It felt like too much, if you came simply from this, he’d surely tease you for weeks.

You wouldn’t hear the end of it.

“Shu! Please!” Your back arched, your whole body practically shaking from the pleasure. Your lungs felt desperate for air and your heart pounded in your chest.

He bit down on your breast, your body flooding with heat at his bites.

“Don’t stop… Shu…” you moaned, pushing your hips against his hand more eagerly.

His hand stood still between your legs, skimming up to the hem of your pants and tugging them down. They were off before you knew it and his mouth continued working its way down.

He watched you, the way your chest rose and fell… blood dripping down your breasts to the valley between them.

Your face scrunched up in pleasure.

His eyes moved down to the wet spot between your thighs. Your underwear soaked from where his fingers almost made you cum.

His hands caressed your thighs, reminding you of when he’d only teased you of doing as much.

You were almost sure of what he was going to do next, of what pleasure he was going to tease you with.

He bent down, his head moving down to your soaked underwear but only pressing a kiss to your clit. A teasing but tender gesture to your most sensitive area.

Your eyes opened, looking down at him surprised as he moved back up, your heart racing faster and skipping a beat.

He kissed your lips as he removed your underwear and the rest of his clothes.

You parted the kiss, your hands on his face as you looked up into his eyes, a gentle look in them that was more transparent than ever.

His lips moved down to your ear and softly kissed your earlobe. “Your moans are music to my ears,” he whispered.

Your cheeks flushed and you moaned loudly, hands gripping his shoulders as you felt the tip of his cock push through your entrance. Your breath hitched and your eyes shut in pleasure, unable to hold back the ache between your legs from not only the pain, but for more. You mouth spoke before you could think. “Fuck me,” you whimpered against his ear.

He groaned at your words, holding your hips with one hand and the other supporting his weight. He pushed into you further, stretching you in a way you’d never felt. He hummed in your ear at the pleasure and then slowly pulled out, only leaving the tip inside before pushing back in.

Your legs wrapped around his hips as you gasped for air. “Shu… you feel so good inside me…” Your arms wrapped around his shoulders, pushing a hand through his hair to softly grip. “Don’t ever stop… please…”

“So desperate…” he groaned against your ear, your pleasure enhancing at the sound of his voice alone.

He pushed in and out, holding your body closely as every movement became more pronounced and sacred.

A passionate dance between your bodies.

His thrusts were slow but felt intense when he’d full out into you, like a shock of pleasure jolting through your body and senses.

It felt so right to be in his arms, to be so carefully fucked by him. It resembled such a passionate dance that you couldn’t help but beg for it.

“Don’t stop making love to me, please…” Your eyes burned with the implication of your words. The implication that he wasn’t just reaching for his pleasure or capturing your moans, but that he was showing love for you in the most intense way possible.

His fingers gripped your hips at your words and lifted his head. For a moment you feared he’d stop, that he’d pull away and laugh at you, but he didn’t. His eyes stared into yours with a gentle smile on his beautiful lips.

“I won’t.” He paused for a brief moment, catching your hands in his and pinning them above your head. His fingers intertwined with yours and his thrusts became faster as he kissed you.

You moaned against his lips and held his hands tightly, your heart pounding in your chest at his words. You kissed him eagerly as he pushed himself deeper into you. The pleasure built up more and more and it suddenly felt like something was about to come undone.

Your lips parted slightly and he groaned, placing one last kiss before whispering against your moaning lips.

“Cum with me.”

Your body shook, the built up pleasure finally coming loose as you felt his cum fill you. His hips pushed into yours as he came, holding your hands tightly and groaning. Your walls clenched tightly around him and he made the smallest movements with his hips to feel every part of you.

You relaxed against the bed slowly, still feeling the jolts of pleasure pulse through your body. “Shu,” you sighed.

You felt his lips kiss your cheek and you slowly opened your eyes, looking at him adoringly.

“My woman,” he mumbled as he nuzzled his face into your neck and relaxed against you, still buried deep inside of you. “Do you still want to doubt me?” he chuckled.

You smiled and softly caressed his back, placing a gentle kiss on his head, reciprocating his feelings tenfold.

“I love you too, Shu.”

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! Notice !

[Hello, beautiful people! To all those it may concern; I have decided to make some changes to this blog!

I have been MIA often because I let myself be pressured to write things that didn’t feel were inspiring to me.

⚠️I have published little to nothing that I didn’t feel inspired to!⚠️

However, I’ve let myself stop writing because I didn’t feel the inspiration to write something so I stopped posting all together.

To prevent this from happening, from now on, I will not be writing anything I don’t feel inspiration to write or feel unsure about! I want to give you all the best content and writing I can provide with my heart in it!

If you happen to see that your request was not answered / written you’re more than welcome to ask why that is through ask or dm!

If you’ve read all this, thank you <3!

I want to be proud of my work and this is how I feel would be best ^^

Stay beautiful, Moons!]

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TW // Hello how are you? Hope you are well, if your mailbox//question is open, is it okay to order?

I read this post about Ruki, can you write part one? I mean, I wrote before where he wants s/o to talk to him after he broke it, I want you to write how he breaks it like you did with Reiji and Shu, if you don't mind?

In the end, he finds that he has exaggerated his reaction//regret, so he decides to treat her wounds and disagree every time, this time she lost the feeling of pain//does not feel the pain (he will not kill her)

Thank you very much, I love your writing💚♪

[Took me a while to get to it. Shorter than what I’m used to but I hope quality over quantity can apply here! Enjoy <3!]

Ruki Mukami x Fem!Reader

It had become unbearable. Every scratch he left felt like an eternal scar, something to remind you that you should’ve never gotten near him.

You winced, his fingers wrapping around your jaw so tightly you’d fear it’d break under his strength. Your eyes looked up at him, but it had been useless.

For weeks, those eyes were not the ones you’d fallen for.

They were cruel and hateful.

He jerked your face to the side, finally letting you go. It was a miracle he hadn’t broken your neck, but you definitely felt something pop.

“Ruki…” you began pleadingly, turning to him as you caught his eyes already on you, glaring at you. “Please…”

“Your pleas mean nothing when I already know of the disgusting acts you’ve done.” He picked up a long metal bar, walking towards you.

Your body shook, gripping the chains that held your wrists tightly. “I already told you, they forced themselves on me, please!!” You begged, your voice shaking with every word and rushing to get them out.

He’d seen the moment you were taken from him and tried to stop it, failing as he watched them drink from your neck…

And you just took it.

You really were just livestock.

You were so disgusting for letting them do that to you, he almost couldn’t even look at you. Knowing their teeth had ever sunk into your skin made him almost repulsed by you, but maybe if he punished you then you’d learn your lesson.

Maybe then you’d be his again.

His grip on the metal bar got tighter.

Perhaps it was my fault.

The thought was brief for him, but it was there.

No, her being taken was not my fault… it couldn’t have been…

You scrambled on the floor, your whole body aching from the bruising and the rough handling, but you had to… get away from him?

No…

Your heart ached, truly ached since the start of all this… despite every hit and every shove from him, you’d never once felt the want to get away from him. Your heart belonged to him and you never thought twice about it, until now.

You felt every part of you begging to be released from this, to get far away from him and whatever he was planning to do next. Anything to just be anywhere but in this moment.

Wasn’t it natural? To want to escape treatment like this? From someone who could hurt you like this? From someone who clearly didn’t love you anymore..?

Isn’t it natural to run from what hurts you?

To wish for escape?

To want better for yourself?

And despite your love for him, was it not much more cruel for him to do this to you than for you to decide you didn’t want to be treated this way?

Who was hurting who more? Really…

Your eyes looked up once more, as though using the last ounce of an energy you didn’t know you had left…

They looked into his; unloving, cold, and cruel.

A warm breath escaped your cracked lips, like a tired and shallow sigh after battle, it all disappeared in an instant.

The pain stopped.

It was peaceful enough to cry… but you couldn’t… not in the state you were in…

Everything was so quiet, and Ruki was there, but with that charming smile he’d give you when he was preparing to give you a night of fun.

It felt so nice.

But the bruise forming on your rib would be there, now, and whenever he'd need a reminder of what he’d done to you.

The metal clanged on the floor at your silence.

“Livestock?”

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Him and I…

I couldn’t help the way I felt for him, the pull I felt to stay close to him, despite him being an arms length away…

My heart belonged to him, and maybe unfortunately.

But how could I decide not to love him? When his gorgeous blue eyes looked at me and made me feel like I was floating? Like his eyes were meant to look at only me?

Oh god, please never stop looking at me with those eyes…

I longed to look at them, day and night, now and forever…

I didn’t stop myself now, walking towards him without a single tear of fear in my blood as I took each step.

This house was breeding ground for fear and hatred. And yet, I’d never taken steps as easily as this… as the ones I took towards him.

He had finally opened his eyes from his sleep, a hazy look in his eyes as he stared at the ceiling. He knew I was nearby, having heard me take a seat with a book a couple of feet away.

Oh this man… he would never not have my heart…

It almost scared me that he might not feel the same for me, but I’d talked myself out of that doubt long ago.

The way he looked at me, entertained my silly thoughts with sly remarks and chuckled at my “strange” actions were enough for me.

He wouldn’t ever say no.

Not to me, who he showed his passions to and let listen to his music as well.

But she walked in anyway, perfectly pale skin and wearing the family crest on her chest. Her skin was flawless, absent of any mark and absent of a single bruise.

She was simply untouchable.

And then I remembered.

He was too.

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Hello so I really enjoyed when they tortured there s:o and she became like a doll but could you do. A shu x fem reader like where he realizes she broken like he torturing her then ( he likes to hear her crys and screaming obviously) so suddenly she stopped crying and screaming and he just kept wondering and doing until he realized he broke her

Do you understand what I mean

[I feel as though I’ve written something similar to this (here). However, I do believe I understand the difference! Instead of the after, you want the during, yes? Let’s see if I got it! I hope you all enjoy~!]

Shu Sakamaki x Fem!Reader

(Diabolik Lovers Fanfic)

Everyday felt harder to get through… your throat was sore from the screaming and your heart felt like it’d been overworked in more ways than one…

You couldn’t scream any more now if you wanted, not after months of this… of all the pain he’d given you — the one person you never thought would hurt you, at least, not like this.

You couldn’t even remember the last time he’d given you that gentle and soft caress on your cheek… the one he’d give you when you were both lying around together. You missed the look in his eyes when he’d listen to you talk about something you were excited about. Nothing made you happier than to see those gorgeous blue eyes, it always made your heart melt into a million pieces… and now the sight of them sent a shudder of fear down your entire being.

It was terrifying to know that what would come next was pain.

You missed it when he’d softly brush your skin before biting down, and how he’d kiss you…

Nothing felt more wonderful than to kiss him tenderly, especially to wake him up… to hear his soft chuckle when he’d realized what you were doing.

You missed it, all of it. You missed him.

The man you once knew was gone… and it was a matter of time before you’d realize that…

The door slammed open with a force you recognized. Shu walked in, his earphones in his ears like usual as he walked to you, his eyes reminding you of ice now. He was cold and heartless as he gripped the hair at your crown and yanked it back, exposing your neck to him as he bent down.

His teeth sunk in, a painful sting shooting through your nerves. It wasn’t familiar, this feeling… only something recent, but his fangs use to make you feel the very opposite. His touch and his fangs used to be something you’d seek out, skipping classes and sneaking out of anything unrelated to him to go find him. You were attracted to him like a magnet, and yet… in the end, it wasn’t enough for him.

“Did you miss me?” His voice was something of a more gentle tone than his — now — usual one.

Something was wrong, because if he’d said the words even a day before, you wouldn’t have hesitated to respond, and yet, you didn’t answer.

He frowned now, displeased by your refusal. He bit down on your skin harsher than before, waiting for that same wince he’d gotten just yesterday from you, but nothing came.

Your eyes didn’t move from their spot on his shoulder, and it was strange… You could feel the pain he gave you, but you couldn’t feel it. It was almost as though your body could, but your mind couldn’t, and for a moment, things felt a bit peaceful.

Things were perfect now, right?

This could all work. Shu could do as he pleased and you could stay like this… like what felt like… a million miles away from him, from what he was doing to you…

In a way it made you pleased, but you couldn’t even feel that. You felt nothing.

And it didn’t bother you.

Shu stood up, winding his arm back as the back of his hand made contact with your cheek, and nothing left your mouth. Your throat could finally become better now, it could heal.

This was good, right?

Shu clenched his fists, taking a step closer, his eyes watching you with an intent he hadn’t for a long time.

You didn’t flinch.

You weren’t doing anything.

He could hear your heartbeat, so what was this?

He lifted your face up to meet his, and he saw what you’d been feeling; nothing. Your eyes looked right past him, like he wasn’t even there. The conclusion alone had his emotions spike to anger, and he grabbed your throat tightly, looking between your eyes for any response.

Nothing.

Shu’s grip faltered, like something had clicked in his brain.

“Hey,” he said more gently than usual, gulping as he waited for a response. “Answer me,” he said sternly, catching himself and softening his tone in the slightest.

Your heart was beating slowly, almost too slow for the rate it needed to work for the lack of blood in your system.

Shu let go of your throat and took off his earphones, kneeling in front of you, a panic in his voice now. “Hey! Why won’t you answer me?” his voice broke at the end, and the tears in his eyes began to flow.

It was a strange sight to see, Shu crying, and yet… it was almost like none of it was happening. You weren’t there.

You weren’t there…

Shu wiped his tears and held your face gently between his palms, a touch he’d kept from you for months. His thumbs caressed your cheekbones, and if he’d only given you this same touch a day ago… you may have melted at his fingertips.

Perhaps you’d have even looked at him as if he’d never done you any wrong. You would’ve reassured him with all your heart that you were his, that you wanted him just as much…

You would have forgiven him in a heartbeat.

His forehead pressed against yours, looking into your eyes and looking for the girl he’d lost slowly without even realizing. His breathing quickened and his arms slid around your waist.

You would’ve given anything to have been held like that again, and now that he had, you couldn’t feel a thing.

Shu hugged you tightly to his chest, gently and with the loving embrace he used to give you… it was everything you had ever wanted… everything you begged for so desperately at the beginning of all this.

You remembered your pleas, and your screams, and your confessions of undying love for him. You remembered it all, and it was only now he was realizing what he’d lost.

A love he would never have again…

Why did it have to take losing you for him to realize how simple your love was? Could he not tell from the way you looked at him adoringly? Or the way your eyes would look so in love simply from the thought of him?

Why couldn’t he love you right the first time?

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[A part 3 that I don’t remember if people asked for? However, I wrote it anyway! I hope you all enjoy!]

Part 1 Part 2

Shu Sakamaki x Fem!Reader

The pain shot through your body once again, Shu’s arm reaching out to hold you up. It had only been a few weeks since you became pregnant. Shu still stood by your side, every day working to earn your forgiveness despite him even believing he didn’t deserve it.

You held your much bigger belly gently, wincing through the pain and gripping Shu’s strong arm. He looked at you with a concerned look, hardly feeling your squeeze on his arm, focusing mainly on keeping you up on your feet.

“Do you want to sit down?” he asked, gently taking a hold of your other arm.

You shook your head, determined to keep moving forward despite the pain.

Shu frowned. “You don’t need to be forcing yourself like this. You can rest,” he said firmly.

Your mood swung faster than you could think and you glared at him. “I’m tired of sitting around, so how about instead of continually lecturing me, you help me!”

Shu’s expression didn’t change. “Stubborn woman.”

“I’m pregnant!” you defended. You yanked your eyes away from him with a pout. “Sorry,” you grumbled.

His expression softened and he held your hand gently. “Still in pain?” he asked.

The pain had slowly faded during your small outburst, and you shook your head.

Shu nodded and only held your hand, continuing to walk with you down the corridor. He had become so good at understanding your mood changes and the pain you were in. You hated to admit it, but he was being as perfect as you’d ever imagine for him to be.

The baby was growing at a rate that no one could understand. Your body had slowly been getting weaker with each passing day. The fatigue was becoming too much sometimes and being able to be held up by Shu was something you couldn’t live without. He was making the pregnancy so much easier to get through.

It was difficult at times — knowing you hadn’t, or more likely couldn’t, forgive him for what he’d done — while falling more in love with the way he’d been acting throughout it all.

Shu was tender with you, letting you use him as a body pillow while you slept in the most odd positions. He’d play with your hair to lull you into sleep when you couldn’t do it yourself. At times, you’d wake up and his head would be on your chest, a hand placed against your pregnant belly.

Perhaps the thing you couldn’t resist the most was how easy it was to love him when he’d listen to your heartbeat. While you slipped slowly to sleep, his fingers would softly tap your palm, one matching your heartbeat, and the other matching the baby’s.

It was so easy to love him… so easy to forget what he’d done to you. So easy to remember again, and the sight you’d seen when you walked past those doors. Your heart broke all over again just thinking about it.

Why did he have to do what he did…?

You daydreamed about it, about how your lives would have been if he’d never done what he did. Perhaps you’d be able to kiss and love him without restraint, and he’d do the same for you. He’d kiss you to help you forget the pain…

But that wasn’t the case anymore.

Shu had noticed the far off look you’d have when bedtime came near. A ghost of a smile would always appear on your lips when you had that look. Your heartbeat was at its calmest when you’d suddenly space out like that, and the baby was easily more relaxed.

He was so eager to know what you’d been thinking about.

Shu shut the bedroom door behind you and then gently led you to the bed. He didn’t move for a moment, thinking more rationally about how he’d ask you what that look in your eyes was. He pulled up the chair at the bedside to face you before sitting down, his eyes holding yours.

You couldn’t help the small skip your heart made when he looked at you. Your eyes focused on his beautiful blue ones before only cracking the smallest of a smile. “Thank you.”

His brows seemed to pull in more, thoughtful as he sat up straighter in his seat. “I noticed you spacing out a lot,” he began. “Why?”

Your cheeks flushed slightly, and suddenly you weren’t fully sure of how you should act at that moment. Telling him the truth was never something you ever thought of doing in that instance, and yet, he’d noticed and was now asking you to tell him.

He watched you intently.

“No reason,” you said simply, moving further back on the bed to get more comfortable.

His eyes didn’t move from yours as they looked away. He knew better than to take that as an answer, if any. He continued, “You get this far away look at times. What is it?” he asked, a bit more demanding than before.

You frowned, thinking of whether you should or shouldn’t tell him. Throughout your entire time together, never once did you ever feel a need to lie to him about anything. Whether it was about your thoughts, feelings, or anything at all, lying to him was not something that came easy. Being truthful and honest with him was what came so easily to you for him, so your lies practically meant nothing.

But you could always refuse.

“I don’t need to tell you anything,” you defended.

His brows pulled in, upset by your refusal to say it. “You’re the one who taught me about communication, and how important it is.” He looked down, remembering how it was such a huge milestone when you’d both perfected the art. “Why is it different now?”

Your heartstrings felt like they’d been pulled, and you too remembered. The day he’d expressed his true feelings about something to communicate with you was like a breath of fresh air. And to simply disregard all that progress felt… wrong.

You shifted in your seat and then turned to him again. “I think about how things could’ve been,” you said, your voice in a wavering whisper. “I think about how things would’ve gone if you hadn’t done what you did… and I…” you stopped yourself, milliseconds away from expressing your true feelings about all of this.

“You miss how things were,” he spoke lowly, a pained expression on his face as he finished your sentence. He’d become so good at that, at being able to read your words and expressions like a book.

He knew your spacings were about you two, and he tried to deny it was something that closely related to his mistake.

But it wasn’t a mistake. It was one decision after the other despite the lack of thought behind them.

You couldn’t see it as a mistake, even now.

He suddenly appeared in front of you, his face inches from yours and your eyes locked. His cold hand cupped your cheek so gently that it could easily be your imagination. He spoke his next words so gently that it felt like a caress to your ears, and it made your eyes grow wide. The dedication and love in his voice had your heart racing, but your mind tried fighting it…

“I will do anything to regain your trust, even if I die trying.” His hand softly touched your grown belly. “I will love you both eternally.”

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Jujutsu Kaisen has been added to the list!

If you have any requests for this very popular anime/manga I’m taking them!

Please be sure to read the rules and follow them if you proceed with a request!

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Hello could you do a laito x broken reader

Please

[I absolutely can! Best to come back with a popular prompt request, right? Hope I didn’t keep you all waiting too long! Sorry if I’m a bit rusty

Laito Sakamaki x Fem!Reader

(Diabolik Lovers Fanfic)

Things had changed so much from that day. You wouldn’t have ever thought that your life in the Sakamaki household would be any more than just physically taxing.

You were wrong.

Your heart had been broken long ago by the vampire you’d foolishly given it to. Your mind and spirit better resembled a puzzle that had been flipped off a table.

It was an endless and daily torture… until it wasn’t. Until it simply felt like nothing.

The sound of the piano was hardly reaching your ears despite sitting at its seat. Laito’s fingers played on the keys in a slow melody, one you’d usually enjoy watching him perform for you.

It was one of those things that simply made you fall deeper in love with him each time. A serenade for your heart from him, and he was all that mattered.

The music stopped and he turned to you. “Little—” he cut himself off. The nickname he’d once teased you with was now dirty on his tongue, completely covered in disgusting memories. His head tilted down, meeting your soulless eyes once again, the ones he’d given you…

His eyes were in your line of sight, but you saw completely through him, oblivious to his presence.

His hand reached for yours, searching for something in the eyes he’d ruined. He didn’t want to admit it, the fact he’d be the very cause of your current state. His resolve was weakening, watching you wither away from the lack of nutrition you were getting and how it didn’t even seem like you slept some nights.

He couldn’t admit he’d been the one to…

His grip tightened. “Hey…” he sounded so pathetic, his voice wavering and cracking slightly as he spoke.

Your breathing was so slow he worried for a moment if he’d heard your breathing at all.

His elbow hit the piano keys, a loud shout of incoherent notes reverberating throughout the music room. His hand brushed back his hair, frustration and a weight on his chest that could bring him to his knees overcoming him.

He remembered the day you’d suddenly given out on him, the way your screams suddenly silenced and your eyes didn’t respond to his hits. The scars on your body only barely healed from the way he’d handled you. He remembered so vividly how he’d kept his cheery voice at a peak while suffocating you with his bare hands. The way you squirmed and had even begun resorting to hitting him to survive.

It was only when you’d pass out on the ground that he would stare at you blankly, thinking you were dead and not thinking twice about it.

He told you he loved you, if you died, wouldn’t this be his ultimate confession of that?

It wasn’t until your smile and your laugh became a distant memory that he realized just how much he missed it. The way you’d bend over laughing at the playful teasing between you two. Or how you’d hug him in a way that was so tender and true that the idea of death separating you two was unfathomable to him.

He wanted nothing more than to spend an eternity with you.

He loved you.

So why did he… how could he turn around and strip such an achievable reality with you down to this very moment.

Your cheeks were sunken in from the malnutrition.

Laito sat up straight, wrapping his arms gently around your waist and pulling you to his chest. He pressed his cheek against the top of your head and focused on the soft thumping of your heart.

“I love you,” he whispered. That once cheerful tone in his voice was completely vacant.

You didn’t respond, and you never would.

He was well aware you’d never get to…

There was a little to no chance you’d make it past the month. All the pain and torture your body had obtained over the past two years had you made you reach your limit. The emotional and psychological pain had been the breaking point, but Laito was too late to realized that the eternity he’d wanted with you was possible.

It was so close…

It was right there…

It was gone, and he knew that. He’d accept it now, the fact you’d never be able to tell him you loved him, and that you’d give the world to stay by his side.

Your subconscious would forever regret the words you’d spoken that day. The sentence that had steered your lives in this very direction…

Your hands cupped his cheeks as you looked adoringly into his gorgeous green eyes. Your nose softly brushed his while he smiled mischievously at the move he’d make in the next second, unaware of the words that would make him replace the kisses on your neck with a hand.

“No matter what happens or what we go through, I will love you through it all,” you whispered before softly pressing a kiss to his lips. “I’ll love you till my last breath, Laito…”

And that was all it took…

“Prove it,” he’d said.

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when are you going to start writing more?

[New Year New Me

A cliche but it’s true 🙏

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hello, when are you going to post scenarios again?

[…

👀

Give me about 8 minutes while I edit and post it ;)

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Hi, are you active right now?:)

[Sadly no, but I'm going to force myself to be because I love you all and I love this blog so if you got a request, send it in haha!]

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Hiiiii... Ig you're on and I hope your okay with this request but can you please continue the yandere diabolik lovers x broken reader?

[This sounds like a fantastic idea 👀]

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I THOUGHT TOU WERE INACTIVE😭😭😭😭 I WAS SO SAD BECAUSE I MISS YOUR WRITINGS I ALREADY READ ALL OFF THEM MULTIPLE TIMES STILL NOT ENOUGH

[AWWW I’M SO SORRY HAHA

Well I got some possibly cute news for you; since I answered the last ask, I’ve been looking for which story I’m gonna write next on here! I’m searching for what I’m missing so I can get it done and also familiarizing myself with my own tumblr a little more!

So maybe… I might even start writing something today and publish it tomorrow 🙊 maybe.]

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WHERE ARE YOUU~?

I miss you❤

[Aww I miss you all as well!! It’s been so long and I question whether I should truly come back to publishing my work and all on here 🙈

Currently working on my real books and school work so it’s a bit tight on things. I would definitely like to change the lack of organization this year and start writing for you all again!

Perhaps I’ll put something out this week then 👀]