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rinitoshisworld · 2 years ago

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Reacting to Your First Sonogram: Simeon

You looked around the light blue waiting room. The walls looked freshly painted and inside the small room were three other women, only one with a partner. They were all here for some fertility reason or another. But you were there because you already knew what was going on. You were pregnant and it was Simeon’s.

Everyone knew just by looking at the two of you what was going on and how you felt about it because beside you Simeon sat smiling brightly, squeezing your hand with intertwined fingers. He held the strap of a bag next to him.

He’d packed a bag as if you were there to give birth not to get a sonogram.

He’d already had you evaluated by a few of his celestial friends but he wanted you to be able to experience a more traditional pregnancy, hoping it would help avoid any stress of all the unknown about carrying an angel’s child.

All you knew about half-angel children you’d read in the Bible. The Bible described them as nephilim or giants, they were large, hard to kill, and had such ravenous appetites they’d eat other humans. Supposedly they were also one of the reasons for the flood—to wipe them out.

That hadn’t entirely worked because you were still here despite your angel DNA.

Simeon had found your research on the matter and quickly assured you since your child was allowed to be conceived and carried, that the Bible wasn’t a good reference for what they’d become. What that meant is you truly knew absolutely nothing about angel children.

You knew Simeon wanted things to feel normal, but you worried about what a nurse would say if the sonogram registered the child as being different—as it was.

The door latch clicked and a nurse dressed in teal entered the room and called yours’ and Simeon’s names.

Simeon got to his feet, smiling brightly. He tugged your hand slightly and you stood up slowly—your back was already giving you issues somehow—and followed him as he trailed after the nurse.

The nurse got you situated in the room and stepped out for a few minutes so you could change into the paper gown.

“It’s made of paper?” Simeon asked trying to determine how the paper in his hands was supposed to be a gown.

“Not always, I guess I get paper.”

Simeon continued to eye the gown disapprovingly.

“I know that this sonogram is mildly invasive but I don’t see why you should wear something that exposes you completely.”

You agreed and the nurse came back in when Simeon stepped out to ask for an exception. You were told it wasn’t necessary just easier and decided to forgo the paper outfit.

Simeon blushed as he tucked the paper gown away.

“What’s wrong, Simmy?”

He blushed again at the nickname and awkwardly confessed “I just felt it showed a little too much. I know the kind woman is a professional doctor but she’s only checking your womb, not the rest of your body.”

You laughed as you thought he was acting cutely. You gestured for him to come closer and hugged him tightly as the doctor walked in and introduced herself.

She didn’t question why you didn’t have a gown on and just instructed you to lie back.

Simeon squeezed your hand and sat next to you as the doctor began explaining the process to you and lifted your shirt up to apply the gel.

“How far along?” She asked and Simeon beamed and answered excitedly.

“Almost seven weeks.”

Simeon did his best to appear calm and collected as he always did but you could tell he was doing cartwheels on the inside.

The two of you had been blessed for your union and procreation to be allowed by the celestial realm—thus allowing Simeon to stay an angel—and now you were getting to experience starting a family.

As an angel, Simeon always saw this as unneeded and out of reach as angels didn’t need to procreate and fall in love, but when that fell through thanks to you, he began to dream of a family and it was finally coming true.

The woman smiled and directed your attention to the screen, pointing at a faint flicker.

“That’s the heartbeat,” she announced.

She shifted the transducer to get a better image of it.

You looked at Simeon and saw his eyes watering. He held your hand now with both of his and raised it to his lips to kiss.

The doctor left the room, the picture of the baby frozen on the monitor.

“Our child….” Simeon said in awe. You were so happy to see his excitement, that the picture of the baby wasn’t what you were staring at, it was his angelic grin.

“You know…as an angel I should know better than anyone and yet…I never knew…not until now,” he said slowly, eyes transfixed on the picture of his child, “just how truly precious the miracle of life is…it really is just that…a miracle…isn’t it?” He looked at you and you nodded, smiling.

You still hadn’t a single clue how birthing and raising an angel would go, but you knew you’d be in good hands no matter what. After all, with an angel as both your partner and child’s father, life was heavenly.

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rinitoshisworld · 2 years ago

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ೃ blue lock boys as cliche scenarios

genre: fluff

pairing: nagi, reo, rin, and bachira x fem!reader (seperated)

note: honestly i think i got a bit carried away while writing this LMAO ; like, reblog, and follow for more!

nagi seishiro + teaching you the games he play

we all know how much nagi loves his video games, but i think that he especially loves teaching you to play them. the first time you ever asked him to teach you, he was beyond ecstatic. he loves it when you sit in front of him, so he could wrap his arms around your shoulders while his hand stays on top of yours, helping you move your avatar.

he finds it cute when you fail on a level, because you would get all pouty and nagi can't help but kiss you.

"okay, this is how you dodge- no, it's this button. yes, there we go. you're getting the hang of it." nagi says with a small smile on his face, expressing his happiness pretty clearly.

"i honestly don't know how you are able to play this almost everyday. i can't even get past on level without giving up halfway." you stated, putting the phone down to rest your fingers.

"hm," nagi hummed, giving you a small squeeze on your shoulder. "i guess i just got into the habit of playing video games before reo asked me to play soccer. ever since that and blue lock, i rarely had any time to play so now that i'm on a holiday, i will play as much as i want to." he says that with such determination it made you laugh.

he gave you a confused look, tilting his head.

you quickly regained composure. "the determination you have is impressive. i can see why reo likes you."

he furrows his eyebrows. "hey, you're the one who's dating me."

you avoided his statement by picking up your phone again, shoving it in his hands. "here. you can play this level for me if you love this game so much then."

"huh? but i'm supposed to be teaching you, not playing it for you. this is a pain," nagi complains, looking down to see what level you're on after beating the previous one and he groans. "ugh, and this one is the one that took me days to beat, come on."

you could only laugh once more, seeing him pout while he plays the game.

reo mikage + buying whatever you're eyeing in a store

reo loves taking you out on shopping dates, and even if you did try to object, he just would not take no as an answer. he especially loves to buy you literally anything you eye in a store, whether it was expensive or cheap, he would get it immediately.

this one time, you were eyeing a cute necklace you saw in a jewelry store while you and reo were on your way to a restaurant, and as someone who's quick to notice things, reo notices the way you were eyeing the necklace with a bright look on your eyes.

but, as soon as you saw the price, your mood instantly soured, mumbling about how expensive it was. you quickly smiled again when you see reo looking at you. "what is it, reo?"

he doesn't say anything and just drags you into the jewelry store, you being unable to say anything to him. one of the staff walks up to him. "hi, and welcome to our store! what can i do to help you today?"

reo points at the necklace. "we'll take that."

you choked on your spit. "wha- reo, you don't have to, come on!" your eyes moved from reo to the staff. "sorry, we don't-"

reo doesn't budge even when you pulled his hand. "we're getting that. how much?"

the staff laughs awkwardly, looking at you who could only look to your side, suddenly feeling interested in the potted plant that was next to the entrance. you felt like you were about to pass out when you heard the price once again and when reo bought it.

he hands you the bag with a small smile as you both walked out of the store, thanking the staff for helping.

"reo... you didn't have to buy this, you know? i was already happy with just seeing it." you said, peering inside the bag.

"i know," reo answers, squeezing your hand before stopping you, taking the necklace out of the box. he turns you around and places the necklace around your neck. "but when i saw the necklace, i knew that it would look really pretty on you."

your cheeks turned red, giving reo a push. "w-what are you talking about? don't say things like that so casually..." you mumbled, fumbling around with the pendant on the necklace.

reo smiles. "well, let's go, shall we? i'm starving."

rin itoshi + teaching you how to play soccer

i feel like rin would really love to teach you soccer. he just feels like playing soccer with you would give you the joy he once felt when he was playing with sae.

"do you want to play soccer with me?" rin asks, surprising you.

"huh? me?" you pointed at yourself, looking around (which was a stupid thing to do. you're at home, of course he's talking to you).

"yeah, who else would i be talking to?" rin states, making you laugh in embarrassment.

"um, but why? i suck at soccer, you know that right?" you questioned, and he shrugged in response.

"it's okay, i'll teach you." he murmurs, and your eyes brightened. you've always wanted to play soccer with rin, but was afraid because of your... bad skills in soccer. you've always thought that asking rin to teach you soccer was too burdensome for him, but here he was, offering to teach you.

"REALLY?" you exclaimed, almost jumping up and down. "hold on, okay? let me go change to my sport outfit!"

so this is why you and rin were currently on a small field where he used to practice soccer as a kid. honestly, you thought you would be tired after an hour, but you were feeling pretty fired up.

he taught you how to dribble, pass, ball control, and receiving, and you honestly think you're doing well already.

you were currently practicing on defending the goal, meaning not letting rin get past you. honestly, this was harder than you thought. you know how good rin is — you've seen how he plays — and yet you found it harder when you're the one to have to face him.

"ready?" rin asks, eyes trained on you like an eagle.

you shudder at the intensity of his stare. "yeah, i am."

he kicks the ball, not letting you breathe for even just a second.

"okay, i've seen him play, i can do it. just block the-" before you could even finish thinking, rin has already gotten past you, kicking the ball straight into the goal.

"why were you spacing out? you have to focus." rin grumbles, grabbing the ball.

you pout. "hey, you're supposed to go easy on a first-timer! and not to mention your girlfriend as well."

rin actually scoffs at that, and that made you annoyed for some reason. you got up and ran at him, stealing the ball from his hand. he lets out a sound of shock while you stick your tongue at him.

"catch me if you can!"

you may not play soccer, but you sure can run damn fast.

bachira meguru + painting with him

besides soccer, he's grown to love painting because of his mother. he especially loves it when you join him during one of his painting sessions. he finds this as an escape from reality, and having you there with him just makes it ten times better.

whatever he paints depends on his mood. it could be the clouds, flowers, trees, or even you.

well, mostly you, but you didn't know that.

when you found out about his passion for painting, you couldn't help but be excited.

you knocked on the door. "bachi, what are you painting this time? can i see?" you peeked your head in, and you see him sitting on a stool, his back facing yours. he didn't reply, making you call out to him once more. "bachi?"

he lets out a gasp, dropping the paintbrush he was holding. he quickly stood up, covering the canvas with his body. your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, stepping closer to him.

"y-y/n! what's wrong?" bachira asks, giving you a sheepish smile.

"nothing's wrong... why're you covering the painting, hm?" you teased, trying to peer over his shoulder. "what did you paint?"

bachira's face turned red. "n-nothing! it's nothing special, i swear! it's not finished either, so i'd rather you see the finished product instead of the work in progress, m'kay?" he turns you around, pushing you out of the room. "i-i'll call you when it's done!"

before bachira was able to close the door, you saw a glimpse of the painting, and your heart fluttered.

it was a painting of you during one of your picnic dates with him, with you facing at the pretty sakura trees that were in bloom. bachira must have taken a picture of you without you knowing. you didn't say anything about it, because if you did, bachira would just deny and shut the door in embarrassment. so, you prompted to wait until he was willing to show you that painting, and until then, you'll just pretend you didn't see the painting.

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rinitoshisworld · 2 years ago

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BLLK BF HEADCANONS

Bachira, Chigiri, Rin, Isagi

In which I write headcanons about how the boys would be in a relationship Fem! Reader

cw: suggestive content, mentions of kissing and making out, the boys are whipped

wc: hell if I know 💀

Bf! Bachira who always feels the need to join in when you’re singing a song quietly to yourself.

—“This isn’t a duo Meguru”

—“No baby it’s actually a trio”

—“Who’s the third person?”

—“The monster of course!”

Bf! Bachira who’s constantly playing footsie with you whenever he gets the chance, just to get a reaction out of you. He loves when he places his cold feet against your calf and you squirm.

Bf! Bachira who loves to lay his head on your chest and listen to your heartbeat as he rants to you about his day.

Bf! Bachira who chases your lips for more kisses. One is never enough for him, he gets all whiny when you don’t give him more kisses so please do

Bf! Bachira who is a back hug enthusiast. He’ll envelop you in a back hug anytime, anywhere with his hands massaging your waist…there was one time where he moved a hand to rub smooth circles around your stomach, rambling on about how nice it would be to see you carrying his child— you completely folded.

Bf! Bachira who’s lock screen and home screen are of you. His lock screen being a picture of you and him making funny faces and his home screen being a picture that he may not want everyone to see, only him.

Bf! Bachira who’s lowkey a yandere, but a less threatening one in a way. He wants to keep you safe and is quite overprotective of you, getting frustrated if he so much as sees another guy look at you, but he does this because he doesn’t have much in life that he truly cares about, but you are the exception and he wouldn’t know what to do if he ever lost you

Bf! Chigiri who acts like he isn’t phased by your little acts of affection like kissing his cheek or making eye contact with him but he is, severely. He discretely plays it off by using his hand to cover his cheeks.

Bf! Chigiri who allows you to touch his hair which is an honour since he had never let anyone else touch it

Bf! Chigiri who always wakes up before you because he tends to be moody in the mornings and doesn’t want to take his emotions out on you

Bf! Chigiri who’s favorite thing to do is pull you into his lap and hug your torso as he rests his head in the crook of your neck as to smell your (insert scent) scented perfume that he loves so much

Bf! Chigiri who enjoys going out on jogs with you even though often you can’t keep up. He’ll turn around only to see you literally gasping for air and will chuckle before spreading his arms out for you to run into, sort of as motivation. He’ll only do that when there isn’t a lot of people around which is why he prefers evening jogs— he’s not a fan of PDA

Bf! Chigiri who allows you to straddle him when you two make out, he is putty in your hands when it comes to physical touch. You enjoyed teasing him in times like these by abruptly stopping and seeing his facial expressions change into an unsatisfied one. He wouldn’t say anything though but his face tells it all.

Bf! Chigiri who has a love-hate relationship when it comes to you calling him princess as a joke

Bf! Rin who will literally force you to watch horror movies with him but will put his hand over your eyes when he senses a jumpscare coming. (He’s watched so many that he automatically knows when it’s coming)

Bf! Rin who has a hand in the back pocket of your pants when you two walk past a big group of people

Bf! Rin who makes sure you’re always on the inside of the footpath and he’s on the outside

Bf! Rin who is generally very subtle with his acts of kindness towards you, to make sure you never call him out on it and tease him.

But when you two are in bed together, he can’t help but spoon you with one hand over your chest and the other across your waist and his chin against the crown of your head— Bf! Rin who is the definition of wolf on the streets but a pup in the sheets

Bf! Rin who when you two are in bed like that is at his most vunerable.

—“You’re never leaving me”

—“You’re pretty much the only person I can tolerate, be honoured”

—“You’re not lukewarm or half-baked…i suppose”

Im sorry but i cannot imagine this man saying ‘i love you’ directly, these are what you’re getting

Bf! Rin who gets annoyed when you pull him on his words being all mushy and cute, resulting in him scooting out to the farthest side of the bed away from you with his back turned to you

Bf! Rin who ignores how you climb on top of him and shake him around, muttering a string of insincere apologies between your giggles

—“You know I hate the back treatment!”

—“Yeah well if that’s the case then you’re gonna have to beg for my forgiveness”

Bf! Isagi who admits to practicing asking you to be his girlfriend in the mirror multiple times before he actually did

Bf! Isagi who is unintentionally always talking about you to his friends

—“That’s also Y/n’s favourite flavour!”

—“Y/n was mentioning that the other day actually”

He’s locked in fr

Bf! Isagi who loves teaching you how to play soccer. He also finds it extremely attractive when he sees beads of sweat rolling down your skin but he’ll never say it to you which leaves you confused as to why his face is so flustered

Bf! Isagi who never breaks pinky promises. He thinks it’s cute that you still believe in them

Bf! Isagi who just thinks you’re the coolest person ever to exist (I can imagine your relationship being like shikimori and izumi if you’ve watched the anime shikimori’s not just a cutie)

Bf! Isagi who’s tongue needs to be held when he hears someone talk bad about you…he gets mad disrespectful

Bf! Isagi who is always mesmerised by the outfits you come up with when he says he wants to take you somewhere nice. His jaw is on the floor every time.

Bf! Isagi who’s got a way with words

—“I hope you know how much you mean to me”

—“You’ve just blessed my eyes Y/n!”

—“Its just..i’m really happy when you’re around”

A/N: this was so fun to write, who should I do next (i haven’t read the manga yet btw😭)

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rinitoshisworld · 2 years ago

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Hello! it's ✨ anon again could you do a hc where the MC becomes a baby and the bros take care of them?thx!I saw you are working on various things so please tell me if I'm being overwhelming with my requests and ofc take all the time you need and pls remember to take time for yourself!

Of course not! But like sorry if you wanted separately because im doing it all in one and maybe a different type of writing that you wanted

Obey me! Baby MC

(Could not find a picture)

Bold is reader

...

*slam!*

Mammon slamed the door open

Mammon: hey [name]! Got my Goldie! Let's go shopping with the great Mammon—....

Baby [Name]:...

Mammon:...

*few minutes later of staring at eachother*

Mammon: *faints*

Asmodeus: Hey! What's taking so long...OMG IS THAT BABY [NAME]?! EEEK SO CUTE! I need to post this on my social Media!

Satan: What are you yelling for? I can hear you all the way...here...I'll be right back—

*Asmodeus runs with the baby to the dining room*

Lucifer: what are you running for? I-...Asmodeus why on Diavolo ARE YOU HOLDING A BABY?! WHOSE BABY IS THAT?!

Asmodeus: shhh, you'll wake up them! And it's [name], why on Diavolo would I ever kidnap a baby?

Levi: WHaAAAaAaA?! THATS [NAME]?!

*door slams open*

Satan: IM BACK BI—

As Satan snatch the Baby [name] from Asmodeus, Belphie is strangely awake

Beel: *whispers* Can I eat it?

Belphie: no. It's [name] and why on hell would you eat a baby???

Beel & belphie:.....

*meanwhile with Mammon*

Mammon:...was it a dream? Has to be, no way that could be [name]..ima just go..

*back in the dining room*

Asmodeus: you said that taking pictures wasn't necessary!

Lucifer: it is.

Satan: Then why are you doing it?

Lucifer:...

Satan:...

Belphie: you all are doing it.

*currently with [name] wearing cat ears and tail*

*beel doing a hand pose as if eating a burger*

*baby [name] walking towards Beel*

Baby [name]: beel! Beel! :D

*baby [name] plops into beels hand*

Mammon: Hey! Have you seen [name]? I had a really weird dream—

Everyone in the room:....

*dies of cuteness*

Here's some alone moments with some brothers

Lucifer;

Lucifer: Oh Lord Diavolo...I don't think my heart can take it.

*Baby [name] trying to write with Lucifer to help him with work*

Lucifer: lucifer come on, you can do this. Just don't do it, don't do it, don't do it, don't do it—

*squish* he did it

Baby [name]: bah?

—K.O!—

He squished [name] cheek

Satan & Asmodeus a bit of Diavolo & Barbatos

*[name] wearing many outfits and most with cat ears and tail.*

*in the background Satan yells at Asmodeus about what you should wear*

*continues to argue*

*meanwhile with Diavolo and Barbatos*

Diavolo: why does the baby that Asmodeus posted looks like [name]?

Barbatos: I do not know, but it looks quite cute

*both of them happily smile*

Belphie & Beel

*[name] being a pillow for Belphie*

Belphie: must not crush [name] do not crush [name]

Beel holding out his finger to you: cute...

Baby [name]: *nom* *nom*

Bonus:

[Name] back to normal self: why is everyone oddly happy today?

Luke: dunno

Meanwhile with everyone just staring into nothing, smiling.

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rinitoshisworld · 2 years ago

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Just a Little Reminder

Lucifer would want you to take pride in yourself, you're amazing and you deserve to feel that way

Mammon would want you to be greedy, it's not wrong to want nice things for yourself

Levi would want you to enjoy your passions, regardless of what others think

Satan would want you to allow yourself to feel your emotions, the good ones, the bad ones, and even the ugly ones

Asmo would want you to wear what you want, look the way you'd like, and love who you want to love

Beel would want you to eat, your body needs fuel

Belphie would want you to get some actual sleep, being tired all the time sucks

Diavolo would want you to take charge of your own destiny, you don't have to follow the path that people tell you to

Barbatos would want you to take a break, you can't spend all of your valuable time working

Luke would want you to stand up for yourself, you shouldn't have to be treated poorly

Simeon would want you to take the time to recharge when you need it, your mental health is worth more than the feelings of others

Solomon would want you to accept guidance when needed, its ok to ask for help, he wouldn't be where he is now without the guidance he received

overall, you deserve to be taken care of, not only by others but also by yourself. you're allowed to feel good about yourself and do what you like and just live and love and exist in the way you want to and you shouldn't let anyone give you shit for it

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rinitoshisworld · 2 years ago

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tiktok sounds scenarios (crack)

feat. shidou, nagi, chigiri, kaiser, sae, bachira, rin

warning(s) : crack (it’s a weird concept), chopping food(?), parties, tiktok trends

a/n : idk maybe i’ve watched tiktok and blue lock too much to suddenly associate different characters with specific audios 😭 anyways i thought this would be a fun and new type of hc to do so hope you enjoy!!!

sin city - shidou

ok this one is so funny. it’s not on purpose of course, but when shidou gets cocky and sarcastic, he has that LIGHT SKIN STARE. I SWEAR HIS EYEBROWS MAN- anyways, you catch up doing the usual trash talking with his opponents on the field after he scored another insane goal. and then you SEE IT. THE STARE. from the sidelines, you literally burst out laughing and the other blue lock players look at you in confusion, to which you reassure them it was nothing. after the game ends, you mention your very…unique observation to him. needless to say, he was not impressed. but ig anything to see you happy right?

Afficher davantage

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Rin, sitting on the floor with a sharpie and paper: Love is a weakness. It's a revolutionary mistake.

Isagi: You're making a valentines card for Y/N—

Rin, pointing his glue gun at him: You're on thin fucking ice, Isagi

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rinitoshisworld · 2 years ago

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FAMILY LINE

an itoshi rin x f! reader smau | college! au

synopsis :: hidden in the shadow of his genius brother, rin itoshi never had anything for himself. that was, however, until he accidentally met you during study hall, where the only available seat was directly next to him. a few hours later, and he has your number on the back of his hand. would rin finally have something for himself, or lose it all to his family line?

warnings :: profanity .. to be added

author's note :: okay so im getting off my lazy ass and finally making some content. i might be ditching homework to make this but idgaf tbh, rin is better than that anyways. this probably wont have a regular schedule but ill try to post some at least once or twice a week

status :: ongoing / in work

profiles :: operation love | single bitches

❜ [001. study hall] ❜ [002. text]

❜ [003. friend?] ❜[004. match]

❜ [005. date] ❜ [006. jealousy]

.. to be added

TAGLIST :: open - limited spaces ^send an ask to be added

[ @juxzi | do not copy, translate, repost w/out permission. ]

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Rin’s just like me fr

Day 1 - i feel like rin would be a milk chocolate type of guy, he doesnt like the bitter aftertaste of dark but he prefers to find a chocolate that goes well with tea but doesnt overpower the taste of tea - 💔

this makes me so muSHY thinking of this man he's so cute... just having his little evening pick me up snack w his cup of tea :( i think rin isn't really all that big on chocolate until you both move to paris & taste how GOOD it is there. you buy a bunch and soon enough start noticing the stash growing smaller.....:,3 rin's quite strict w/ his diet to make sure he's always in his best shape, but a little piece of chocolate never hurt anybody and it does make his daily cup of tea taste so much better after all, so why not!!

you always make sure to hand the creamy milk ones to him when eating your favorite set of pralines and he gets SOOO flustered even though it's just..how relationships work you know lol the little things matter the most :,3 ofc you remember it's his favorite kind,,, you like dark better anyways, so why wouldn't you give it to him?? he's just not all that used to all the love you give him on the daily - to how it shows even through the silliest of things, even the dumb chocolates you pick at the store with him in mind. the first time it happens, he grows so eerily quiet - "here's yours, you liked them last time, right?" - and just mumbles a small thanks as he munches on the chocolate piece, but u don't have the heart to tease him - not when he blushes so profusely and pulls the strings of his hoodie tight to hide it v_v

#rin itoshi x reader #blue lock x reader #bllk headcanons #bllk x you

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Me: *muffled from the other room* HEY,YOUWANNAMAKEOUT?!

Five: *panicking slightly* WHAT???!!!

Me: *poking my head in the room* you want takeout? I'm hungry.

Five: oh- yeah, yeah sounds good.

Me: and while we wait for food, we can makeout on the couch!

Five: *dies inside*

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Misleading Dreams

〰️🎵 Wicked Game - Chris Isaak 🎵〰️

-> Pairing: Five Hargreeves x Female Reader

-> Era: Season 3 (at the wedding)

-> Pronouns: she/her

-> Warnings: alcohol consumption, brief mention of character death

-> Word Count: 2k

-> Summary: You're one of the magic kids. You possess the ability to travel through space, though unlike Five - your power lies in traveling through realities and timelines (basically, your superpower is shifting). You came into this reality to help with doomsday, which unfortunately didn't go as planned; even though you knew exactly what was gonna happen. You knew everything - because yes, the Umbrella Academy was only a mere TV show in the reality you came from.

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“You know I actually dreamed about you, back in my universe,” you put your hand on his shoulder for better balance.

The liquor was doing its dutiful job, God forbid you would trip and fall right now.

“Really?” Five raises his brows in question, “do tell.”

With a smile, you shift your eyes to the side - then you look back at him.

It was hard to look him in the eye for a longer period of time. All this slow dancing came hand in hand with you being just a little closer to each other, more than you were used to. Thankfully, enough whiskey was allowing you to just try and enjoy the moment.

Because what else could you possibly have right now?

“You managed to create a portal to the moon,” you said, “on my balcony.”

He laughs, grabbing your hand just a little tighter. Probably for balance.

You weren't the only one who reeked of liquor here.

“You were so proud of yourself,” you continued with an amused chuckle.

“How could I not be,” he thinned his lips into a somewhat triumphant smile.

Five was well aware his behavior was probably veering away from his typical characteristic self. He was really out here, dancing like nothing mattered. And not just that, he was dancing with Y/N. In his mind, he wondered just how the hell did the two of you get into this situation in the first place.

“Ahh finally, I did it!” you mimicked his words as if you truly heard him say that.

His face grimaced in a pretended offense.

You never noticed how green his eyes actually were. Now that you could look at them from up close, you realized just how much tenderness they carried. Or was it the booze?

Come to think of it - the last time you were this close to each other was when you were leaving. You were leaving and he most likely thought he would never see you again. And you really did plan to not show your face here anymore, which obviously didn’t work out for you.

Your reasons were rather selfish, but that didn’t make them any less real. Simply put, you just started to love each and every asshole in the Hargreeves family way too much. In fact, you considered yourself a part of them. And now, they did too.

It really just became your conjoint timeline, didn’t it?

“And what happened after that?” Five narrowed his eyes with amusement. Oh he was loving this conversation right now. This must have been the most fun he’s had since… well, ever since he got himself stuck in the apocalypse.

As you reminded yourself of the very dramatic events that happened in your dream, you chuckled, “you were about to jump in it. But I wanted to stop you.”

He raised his brow.

“So naturally, I tackled you to the ground,” you said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, “and the portal disappeared.”

How else would you wanna stop Five fucking Hargreeves? Well to be fair, you couldn’t really stop him even if you tried. He was like an elder on a hunt for sales. Or should I say a soon-to-be young adult in a desperate need to get laid. Both things combined.

He lets out another laugh, “very professional of you.”

“Wait, do you guys see Five?” Luther looked in your direction.

They were all sitting at one of the tables not far from the dance floor.

Victor soon followed his gaze, “he’s… laughing?”

“Five and Y/N!” Klaus smashed the table a little too hard, “I always knew he had a thing for her.”

“That’s so weird,” Diego proclaimed.

Klaus laughed, “I bet it’s the cute shorts that did the trick.”

You watched as he laughed, his eyes closing and opening again. He was shining especially bright tonight. Like the weight of the world was finally off his shoulders for a while.

“Even in your dreams, you just manage to harass me, do you?” Five joked.

For some reason, his chest felt like it was on fire. Maybe he didn’t mind Y/N’s bullying so much, oddly enough. There was just something about her. And strangely, he could tell this felt very similar to how he used to be with Dolores.

It was your turn to burst out in laughter now, you threw your head back, as if it would help you regulate the amount of alcohol in your system right now.

Five couldn’t turn his eyes away at that moment. Honestly, who would? He absentmindedly eyed the curves of your collarbones - they looked especially nice tonight, complimented by the dress you were wearing. The skin of your neck, the sharp edges of your jawline. And he was thinking like a damn teenager.

“There, did you see that?!” Klaus pointed his finger, “He’s so eyeing her!”

“Him eyeing someone?” Lila grimaced, “this is Five we’re talking about.”

Klaus ignored Lila’s comment of course, “they toootaly have the hots for each other,” he smiled.

Luther raised his brow, “or he’s just really drunk.”

“Alright,” you shook your head, “but in my defense, I helped you up right after that.”

“My hero,” he sighed dramatically.

That damn sarcasm of his.

You scoffed, hitting the back of his neck lightly. Oh, this conversation would soon be the death of you.

He tilted his head then - a deadly move, too much for drunk Y/N to handle.

“I hope I repaid the favor.”

“Actually…”

Yes, this conversation might actually just end you sooner than the apocalypse.

“You kissed me.”

His brows shot up.

Please kill me now, you thought.

“And let me tell you, it was one sloppy kiss,” you laughed.

Now that you think about it, whiskey probably wasn’t the best fit for you. Next time you could just down a bottle of kerosene instead.

“Hey!” he breathes out, somehow offended. He couldn't believe where this conversation led to.

“You actually apologized for being so terrible,” you had to say it was amusing to watch his face switching through the whole palette of different emotions.

Five’s eyes narrowed in an embarrassed glare. You had no idea how he worked his glare game up to this ridiculously high level. Maybe he used to stare holes through bricks as a sport back in the apocalypse.

“That doesn't sound like me at all.”

“It really doesn't.”

A few seconds of silence followed. Neither of you knew how to continue this conversation, so you just assumed (you hoped, in fact) you would just drop it.

“Well, now I know your dreams are total bullshit.”

Well, guess not.

“Hey!” you frowned.

Five was asking himself just why on Earth did he decide to pursue this topic further. But his mouth outran his thoughts - something that seemed to happen a lot under the influence of sweet alcohol. He was already so close to you and something in him screamed that this was his chance.

“First off, creating a portal to the moon is nearly impossible.”

“Nearly?” you raised your brows, chuckling. To be fair, he probably would find a way.

“And second..." Five paused.

He still wasn't sure if he should do this. But the odds were against you all, with the inevitable doom literally around the corner.

And for some reason, he remembered the time you left. Or rather, how it felt. How he then started to realize that your shared objective wasn't the only thing he liked about you.

"...I’m not a bad kisser.”

You stared at him, trying to process his words. Was he saying what you thought he was saying? Or were you just unnecessarily reading into it? It was hard to tell.

As you swayed into the slow, seemingly never-ending rhythm of the song, you proceeded to furrow your brows and then raise them up again.

It was difficult to believe Five would make a move like this. That he would say something so strangely inviting. As if he would want you to fall into the trap hidden within this conversation. Nevertheless, that didn't stop your heart from fluttering a little faster. There was just something about his eyes that made you believe it just for a second.

“Really?" you asked, "Well, I don’t believe you."

A rather bold answer, you must say. But you needed to know if you were really picking up what he was putting down. If he was putting this down.

Five's heart was beating unusually fast. Guess all this second puberty deal was getting to him too much. In his 58 years he wouldn't have hoped something like this would ever happen to him. But then again, he didn't really get the chance to meet a lot of people now, did he? The apocalypse is a dark and lonely time to be in.

But being here and now, he felt so young again. You made him feel young again.

"And how's that so?" He narrowed his eyes, "dreams are often very misleading."

He did have a point. They were misleading.

Your suspicion grew stronger with every second you spent looking at each other in silence. You suddenly didn’t know what to say - a certain type of nervousness washed over you.

Come on, say something, Y/N.

Absent-mindedly, your eyes slid down to his lips.

You swear it was only for a split second. There was no way Five would have noticed that.

But he did.

Or at least - he hoped he did. It wasn’t his imagination, was it?

Before this silence could get anymore intense, you shook your head slightly and gave yourself a mental slap across the face. Well, more like a mental punch in the guts.

“I guess you’re right,” you cleared my throat, “but it still doesn’t make me believe you.”

Now, you knew this wasn’t the end of times. You were well aware of what was about to happen. In the back of your mind, you plotted to prevent both Luther and Klaus from dying - your heart broke a little every time you remembered what was in store for them.

But, Five most likely thought this was the last day on Earth for you all. And if you thought so too, you would definitely not waste your time.

Fuck it.

“If only there was a way to prove it.”

You tilted your head then - a deadly move, too much for drunk Five to handle.

He couldn’t stop his eyes from widening ever so slightly. His smile faded, as realization hit him. He really did just hear you say that; what a bold push. It’s one he really didn’t expect. But it’s one he probably needed.

You witnessed as his face softened, he locked on you with a focused look. Now that wasn’t a sight you could see very often. But in a strange way, it suited him.

Ignoring the bundle of nerves in your stomach, you reciprocated the tender seriousness with which he was observing you. Now it was his turn to say something.

Please just say something.

“Can I?”

Oh.

Your mouth hung slightly open.

You didn’t even notice you had stopped dancing. Neither did Five.

You didn’t dare to break eye contact. Neither did Five.

You both stood in silence for a few moments.

This time you weren’t really trying to hide the way you looked down on his lips. And neither did Five.

A slight smile formed on your lips, and at that moment he already knew the answer.

Next thing you knew, his hand rested gently on the side of your neck and he pulled himself closer.

Your noses brushed against each other first - and somehow you both stayed in that moment of closeness just a few seconds longer than you had to.

And suddenly, you were kissing.

You focused on his soft lips. The way he gently breathed out when you parted. The way he breathed you in once more as you kissed again.

His other hand remained on your hip, as it did throughout the dance. Only it seemed more eager, his grip tightened ever so slightly, as if he needed to make sure you won't go anywhere.

And Five really didn't want you to go anywhere right now.

He was making sure this was truly real - that he won't just wake up from a drunk, misleading dream. He really liked the way this felt. And he must admit, at that moment, he let his guard down completely.

Maybe whiskey wasn’t so bad after all.

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-> A/N: As you can probably tell, this is part of a bigger storyline. I thought up a lot of different scenarios thru all the seasons into my script, for when I shift there. Hope you enjoyed and let me know if you would like more from this universe!

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Klaus: Has anyone seen Y/N and Five?

Diego: No, come to think of it, I haven't.

Luther: SHIT WE LOST THE KIDS, WHAT IF THEY'RE BRINING ANOTHER APOCALYPSE?!

Klaus/Diego: F***

*Everyone searching for them in panic*

*at a random icecream parlor*

Five: Chocolate?

Y/N: with sprinkles and sauce and marshmallows

Five smiling: Anything for you

Y/N: I love icecream dates

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𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 , 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 ; 𝒇. 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒔

summary: five and (y/n) decided to "chat" in the bathroom after coming back from the 1960s timeline.

tags: five x gn!reader. makeout session. kind of fluffy. 15+. implication of smut, but no actual sexual intercourse. takes place in the beginning of season three.

a/n: i wrote this at 5am while sleep deprived, i'm sorry if it's weird

word count: 1.4k

April 3rd. It was the day after coming back to your designated timeline. Well, not exactly.

Either way, you and Five's dysfunctional family needed a break after trying to save the world from coming to an end twice in the span of a month. But mainly you and Five, after enduring years of torture from the spending time– forty five years– in the apocalypse and the commision. So for the 58 year old teenagers, a break was very well deserved.

Everyone else was sleeping, so Five decided to take you to the bathroom to "chat".

He'd closed the door, locking it, and kissed you softly, and you obviously kissed back. The kiss was sweet and passionate, becoming slower and more heated as Five pressed you against the counter gently. His hands roamed your back and sides, eventually landing on your waist. You'd situated your hands on his shoulders, already moving a hand to fiddle with the hair on the nape of his neck.

Five slowly lowered his hands, positioning them on the back of your thighs as he brought your body closer to his, away from the counter.

"Jump." He mumbled against your lips, and you obliged. You wrapped either of your legs around his waist, Five gripping your thighs a little harsher to hold you tighter and sit you down on the empty space on the counter he had cleared prior to your visit from your own room.

Five pulled away from your lips the slightest bit, admiring you as he did. "Missed you." He flashed you a breathless smirk.

"We were separated by rooms for a couple of hours, Five." You responded, a hand making its way up to Five's hair, messing with already disheveled hair at the top.

"That's way too long." Five replied, pressing his lips against yours harsher than before, causing you to be taken aback a little bit, kissing back afterwards.

"Fuck, you're so perfect, you know that?" Five mumbled against your lips as he tilted his head to the side a little, deepening the kiss, his hands sliding under your shirt to rest on your bare waist.

You let out a muffled moan into Five's mouth, slowly pulling away to retrieve a hand from his neck and bring it to your mouth, covering it in embarrassment.

"Did you just–" Five asked, his eyebrows furrowing a little. "I might've" you replied, sounding muffled. Five just chuckled in response. "You're cute." Five removed your hand and replaced it with his lips, kissing your cheeks and forehead as well.

"Thanks," you mumbled with a shy smile, a roseate shade dusting your cheeks as you watched Five smile at you, a soft and endearing smile that could melt the hearts of anyone within a hundred feet from here.

Five was quick to bring his lips back to yours shortly after, but more gentle. This time, he let you lead him on, whether to carry on with your session, or to just go to sleep. You obviously wanted more, so kissed back harshly, a devilish grin now being plastered on Five's face, which you could feel against your lips.

Five got carried away, letting his tongue slip into your mouth, causing you to grip onto his hair tighter. He pulled away for a second, catching his breath as he did.

Five didn't hesitate to pull you back in for a kiss as soon as he could. You kissed back with the same amount of pressure he did, causing him to grip your waist tighter and pull himself closer to you. He placed a hand flat on your back under your shirt, rubbing small circles onto your back gently.

"My pretty baby." He murmured against your lips, your stomach tossing and turning as if it were a gymnast.

Five moved his free hand to rest on your thigh, gripping it slightly as he hovered over you a little.

Five pulled away slightly and admired you. He watched your every move as you pant in an attempt to catch your breath.

Five's lips find their way to your jaw, leaving a trail of kisses from there to behind your ear, which he knew was one of your weak spots. "Oh, God, Five." You let out a quiet moan as he smirked against your skin, trailing kisses down your neck, marking the territory as his.

"Y-you're gonna leave marks," you whimpered under him, your hand massaging his scalp as you did, causing him to groan slightly.

"Good. You'd look so pretty with my marks on your neck, sweetheart." Five mumbled into your skin, leaving a deep, crimson bruise on your neck that he soothed with his tongue. He admired his work with a grin, continuing to leave a trail of sloppy kisses down your neck.

You fumbled with the hem of his button-up pyjama shirt as he kissed his way back up your neck, eyes meeting with yours once he was done.

He placed a hand on your cheek, the other on your waist as he flashed a soft grin again. That damned grin. "I'm glad that since we're officially retired, we can do this now." He said as he leaned forward and planted a kiss on your forehead. "Yeah, me too." You replied, glancing at his lips when you did. Five smirked at that and began to kiss you once more.

Jeez, do you ever get tired?

You kissed Five hard, grabbing his collar to pull him closer. He grabbed your hips and pulled them closer to his own, shifting a little in front of you.

You fumbled with the first button on his shirt, undoing it, along with the second one. Five messed with the waistband of your pants, slightly moving it down. You grinned into Five's mouth, thinking you were about to have the time of your life, until–-

"HEY!" you and Five both got startled with the machine gun knocking at the door. "FIVE, GET OUT, I HAVE TO TAKE A SHIT!" someone yelled. It was Diego. "AND I AIN'T USING NATURE'S BATHROOM!"

"WE'RE BUSY, COME BACK LATER," Five responded as he continued to kiss you slowly, a low, delighted hum being released against your lips.

"We're– IS (Y/N) IN THERE?" Diego asked loudly once again, but this time, you heard groans coming from Klaus and Luther, so you chuckled to yourself as you pulled away from Five's lips. "Yeah, I am." You smiled as you turned your head to face the door, causing Five to pout at you.

"STOP SCREWING, AND GET OUT SO I CAN PISS!" Diego yelled, knocking at the door maniacally again.

"We AREN'T SCREWING!" Five replied. "We were about to," Five smirked at you, "But you interrupted us!"

"Ew, gross, just get out." Diego retorted in disgust, rattling the door knob.

"Why must you be so loud? It's two am!" you heard Luther let out a muffled groan.

"Let them fuck in the bathroom, use the outside one, it's not all that bad" Klaus replied. "Let them be horndogs!"

"No! They can be horndogs later, I have to shit!" Diego rattled the door knob harder then before.

"Okay, okay, fine, we're going." You aforementioned rapidly, looking Five in the eyes, then his lips, and back to his eyes.

Five's annoyed expression softened once he looked at you. "We can continue this later, my love," he spoke softly, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips.

Five helped you off of the counter, readjusting your clothes after and fixing your hair, along with Five's. You both stood in front of the mirror as you fixed yourselves, Five buttoning his shirt again as you straightened out your clothes, Five sending you a wink as you got composed, causing you to smile and blush.

You unlocked the door and opened it, eyes being met with an unhappy Wish™ version of batman, Diego fuckin' Hargreeves, who had interrupted your time with Five Hargreeves.

"Good morning, pendejo." You said, standing in the doorway as Five stood behind you, wrapping an arm around your waist.

"Yeah, yeah, get out– is that a hickey?" He asked as he pointed to the mark on your neck Five had made. You were quick to cover the mark, Five smirking as you did.

"Nope, go take your shit." you walked off as you pushed Diego into the bathroom. "It is a hickey." Five whispered with a devilish grin as Diego walked in, shaking his head as he shut the door and locked it.

You and Five walked away from the door frame and stood elsewhere in the room, Five wrapping his arms around your waist and placing his head on your shoulder. "Let's go to sleep, shall we?" He murmured softly against your skin, placing a gentle kiss on your hickey. "We can continue that later, sweetheart." Five whispered into your ear, kissing the shell of it gently, sending shivers down your spine.

"O-okay." You chuckled nervously. ❦︎

a/n pt. 2:

Have a good day idiots, ily <3

- vee ☕

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