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[chochuuya]

scenarios with tr boys!

that i hc suit them best.. part 2! (≖ᴗ≖ ✿)

note: there are only four scenarios in here, to read more go to part 1 ヾ( ˃ᴗ˂ )◞

characters included: shinichiro, draken, inui, baji, mitsuya, hakkai, kokonoi, kakucho, taiju, ran, kazutora, chifuyu, angry and takuya

imagine that your scooter or motorcycle died just when you’re on the way to s.s motors.

he always manages to turn your luck around, though. the fact that he would go a literal extra mile to come and help you— he’s just that kind of guy.

right now, he’s laughing at your defeat of trying to go further and pushing the vehicle with him.

he flashes a charming grin at you and lets you sit while he pushes. since when is he this strong?

“alright, hang on tight.” he takes off his jacket, playfully tossing at you. “keep that safe for me?”

what an annoying flirt.

SHINICHIRO, draken, inui

two beds.. or does the universe have other plans for you both?

“we’re gonna freeze to death.” he hits the air conditioning unit once more for good measure.

it relentlessly continues to create an artifical north pole into the motel room as he shivers and your teeth chatter.

you both could go home but.. your only transport (his motorcycle) went out of gas and it’s midnight.

he looks down at you, laying in your own bed with the covers pulled up to your chin. he gives you an apologetic look, as if this is all his fault.

“maybe we could conserve body heat?” he suggests. there’s two beds, but maybe one was the better solution.

you quickly nodded as you reach out your arms for him without a second thought. the cold was too much.

he climbs into your bed, his body instantly hugging you tightly, his arms wrapping around your back without hesitation as the blanket drape over your figures.

“n-next ti-time, we should bri-bring extra money when we go out!” you say as you quavered.

“noted.” he chuckled.

BAJI, mitsuya, hakkai

he spends money like water. for you especially.

this is the twentieth gift he has sent, except this time it’s from the man himself.

it had been a week since you two had a fight and you hadn’t spoken to him.

he’s been sending you gifts that you received but didn’t respond to, so this time he decided to come himself.

“can we talk? i want to apologize, okay? i’ve been meaning to all week but, i don’t know how.” he says when you finally open the door.

you take a good look at him, debating with yourself before deciding.

with a defeated sigh, you allowed him to enter your home. “okay, come on in..”

“thank you,” he says, smiling at you.

“now please tell me what i can do to make this right.” he pauses and then asks, “do you want another gift?”

you shake your head. “i don’t want another one, i just want you to be with me.”

his smile widens as he steps closer to you. “and i want to be with you too.”

“i know we’ve had our ups and downs these past few weeks, but i know we can make this work. just give us a chance.”

he gently takes your hand and presses it to his lips, kissing it tenderly.

girl.. you better forgive him, only you can make him this smitten for you.

KOKONOI, KAKUCHO, taiju, ran (more specifically bonten ran.. he gives me sd vibes)

the line in the store was unusually long and your legs are starting to turn to jelly.

when it is finally your turn to pay for your purchases, you were out of it for some reason.

“thank you for waiting, ma’am. i apologize for any inconvenience.”

you had to stare at the cashier for a good few seconds. you rarely come across men looking this good, you thought before snapping out of it.

“huh?”

“sorry for making you wait.” he smiled.

you just nodded, pressing your lips together feeling even more embarrassed now for not hearing him the first time.

KAZUTORA, CHIFUYU, angry, takuya

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the last one is canon bcs it happened to me in uniqlo.. it’s gonna haunt me for life now (⭑•͈ 𓎟 •͈ ) all likes & reblog are vv much appreciated! ♡♡

[2knightt]

「 you the cutest jailbird i ever did see!」

IN WHICH—you’re literally mickey milkovich!♡ ໋֢ 👒✧

🍵ヾFT. THE GREASERS࿐ྀུ ♡

⌗ 👒 notes !𖥔༌ ᰷ ﹅ this is platonic. and if you haven’t seen shameless just imagine a modern, stinky dallas. also MARRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS!!!

you met them while running from the cops. sure—it was completely your fault and you do deserve to be thrown into the cooler. but you just got out! can’t a person want just a few more minutes of peace?

as soon as you heard those sirens, you jumped off the guys you and your cousins were jumping and just started running. those two idiots already got caught, you just kept on running.

you heard that the curtis house doesn’t ever lock their door—stupid. you’d never do that, not when people like you run around this city!

the sirens got closer, and without thinking, you jumped their fence. as your feet touched the ground, you hoped to god that they weren’t home. or that dallas winston wasn’t there.

you rushed to the door, swinging in open before hiding beside their couch that sat in front of the window. peeking your head up, you watched as the cop car slowed down before speeding back off.

a grin grew on your face as you watched the cops go in the other direction.

“fuckin’ idiots.”

“wow, y/n getting chased by the cops. what is it, the 30th time this week?”

you’ve had unfortunate run-ins with dallas. but you thought his voice was more annoying now than when you and your cousins jumped him for trying to hit on your sister.

you’d recognize that disgusting new york accent from anywhere. you sighed, turning your head to face him as he stood above you, hands in his jean pockets.

dallas had a stupid grin on his face as who, you think is soda, comes rushing beside him. his eyes showed worry, but his grin made him look interested in you.

“shoot, what happened to you?”

“soda—this is y/n. what ain’t they done is a better question.”

you rolled your eyes, holding back from socking him in the jaw. you turned your head to face soda, standing up from your position. rubbing your neck, you hung your head low.

“tough shit, man. bunch of assholes—you know.”

suddenly, someone with cake smeared all over his fingers and who smelled like oil popped up out of nowhere. ‘steve’ was written on the chest of his ripped up work uniform.

“that can mean a lotta things. what kinda tough shit?”

‘jesus, the curtis group asks a lot of questions.’ you thought to yourself, a lip raised. dallas kicked the leg of the couch beside you, causing you to whip your head up after avoiding eye contact. sodapop smacked dallas’ shoulder, telling him off.

“answer ‘em, y/n.”

dallas demanded, saying your name is a singing tone.

“…me and my cousin’s has jumped a guy. it ain’t nothin’ bad like stabbing a kid with a blade.”

you mumbled, dusting yourself off, you heard snickers leave steve and soda’s throats. soda grinned, ear to ear as he ushered you to sit down at a table. as he did so—he kept on asking you a bunch of jumbled questions due to how fast he’s talking.

four boys sat there, staring at the situation that had just unfolded. they both looked younger than everyone else did, the two older ones standing out like sore thumbs. one was finishing his plate, the other one downing a bottle of beer.

soda sat you down, steve rushing behind the both of you. either of them sat beside you, smiles on their face.

“what’d the guy do?”

“did you beat ‘em black and blue?”

“what’d you use?”

with that, you found yourself hanging around the two of them more. sodapop and steve found your company fun. sure, you were like dallas, but different in so many ways.

you were so comforting to be around, yet you always had a scowl. they loved having you around, causing the gang to hang out with you too.

you honestly became a reoccurring person in the gang—to the point where people would ask where you were if you weren’t around them.

you’d just walk into the curtis house and make yourself comfortable. your house wasn’t exactly the definition of ‘ideal.’ the old man wasn’t the kindest to you, your sister—or anyone for that matter.

he’d frequently take his anger out on you and smack you ‘til you’re every colour under the sun after he heard you’d been foolin’ around with some chum around the block. it wasn’t even true—but your cries always fell to deaf ears when it came to that alcoholic.

it’s not like it was a secret either. every person on the east side could hear the arguing from your house—even the front door slam shut. that’s when the people would know you’d be huddled up on the curtis’ couch.

“y/n—breakfast.”

soda’d nudge you gently—talking in a hushed voice. the smell of bacon filled your nostrils, a sigh leaving your lips as it hit you that he was the one cooking. you aren’t exactly the biggest fan of his rather odd choices of how he makes his food.

but goddamnit you can fake it for him. if you can lie to the cops, you can lie to one of your greatest friends.

just like how you can lie to the investigators trying to find dallas winston.

“you know this kid?”

“never seen ‘em in my life. lay off now, assholes.”

you’d mumble, walking past them, making sure you hit their shoulders as hard as you could. you always got a kick out of hurting those pigs as you’d call ‘em.

which is what caused dallas winston goin’ MIA. you had seen dallas winston getting knocked down by the police after a long chase.

even though you can’t stand that new yorkian—you do love fighting. you tried to walk as quietly as you could up to them before making yourself known.

“hey, man!”

you shouted, causing their heads to turn. when they saw you—their eyes immediately flashed a look of hatred. they obviously knew who you were, and if they didn’t know, they’d know after you socked one in the jaw.

all attention on dallas turned to you—all of them going after you. until dallas also landed a clean hit on one. with the impact of the officer falling on the ground—your feet started moving on your own.

you cackled, hearing dallas laugh along with you, running beside you. the rush that washed over you two was indescribable—the adrenaline was great.

this isn’t the first time you’ve been on the run, and it’s not like you haven’t been caught. one time you got caught—your bail was low. but too high for you. you were offered one call and the first person that came to mind would surely rip off your head.

‘worth a shot,’ you thought to yourself, dialling the numbers with the phone to your ear, a cop hovering over you.

“hello?”

“darrel? it’s y/n.”

“goddammit, y/n. what the hell did you do this time?”

“nothin’! i-i just need you to come and bail me. it’s only 50 cents, darry.”

“you’re never gonna hear the end of it, you damned jail bird. i’ll be there soon.”

with that—you heard a click on the end of the line. you wanted to defend yourself, but hearing him call you a jail bird gave you more pride than you’ve felt in a long time.

of course, when he did bail you out, any feeling you had of pride evaporated. as soon as you entered the backseat, you could feel the rage from darry.

“what the hell did you do? it’s 11PM. ponyboy and soda’s in bed—and i was getting ready! 11PM, y/n!”

“holy fuck, darry! stop acting like i killed a guy! it was just a grab n’ run!”

“y/n—is it too hard to ask that you try to stay safe? just once, that’s all i ask!”

“oh my god, darry! you aren’t my fucking father!”

“guess what’s happening. you’re coming to my house and spending the nights there. the second i hear that you’re runnin’ from the cops i’m contesting against you in court!”

the rest of the ride was in silence, it being broken up by the occasional blinker. when he pulled onto the side of the road, parking his truck in front of the house, you sat there.

stubborn is what people thought of you—and you sure as hell were. darry got out, expecting you to follow. he stood in front of the gate, arms crossed as you stared off into space.

the door opened—darry quickly grabbing you. he carried you like a baby, against your very loud protests.

soda opened the door, snickering as he sees the situation you’re in. ponyboy was sitting on darrys chair, playing with the tab of a pepsi can. once he seen darry step in, you in arms, he shot up from where he sat.

“where were you? what happened?”

“yeah, jail bird. what happened?”

you heard the two younger brothers ask, one sounding more mocking than the other. darry placed you on the couch, swiftly throwing a blanket over you.

you’d been in this situation before, the memories flooding back to you as you felt yourself drift off into sleep.

expect you weren’t the one being carried. you had carried johnny from the lot, put him on your back. it was a few days after he’d been jumped real bad.

you were out of the loop when it came to who jumped who. you seen johnny asleep in the lot. dried blood on his jacket and face. bruises were everywhere on his body. you felt bad.

you always liked johnnycakes. he understood you in a way. as you carried him on your back—you could only thing of the similarities between you two.

you both had rough home lives, you both always found yourself trying to keep everything together. he used to be so tough but turned quiet—you had always been tough and never expected to change.

lost in your thoughts—you got to the curtis house faster than expected. you quietly walked up the stairs, opening the door, avoiding the creaky floorboards.

you placed johnny on the couch, taking a silent vow to beat whoever did this to him even worse.

and you always kept your word.

robert sheldon was the guy you and your cousins had tracked down, bats and other weapons in hand. if he can use those thick gold rings—you can use your bat. fair game, right?

you caught him, drunk on the streets, and stupidly alone. your cousins beat up ford slowed down beside him—making it a repeat of what he’d do to others.

he took notice—stumbling as he turned his head. your own small gang took notice to this, stopping the car before jumping out.

you guys had beaten him to the point where he looked just like johnny. you kept your word, and you wouldn’t let anyone ever touch johnny like that.

you always hated soc’s. you’d do anything to do annoy ‘em. even if it meant stealing their mustangs, you always liked them anyhow.

steve always talked about how he’d do anything to drive a tuff car like that. everytime he seen one, that’s all he talked about.

“imagine drivin’ a car like that. could you imagine how fast i could go?”

you’d learn how to hot wire at a young age, rarely ever did it though. but when you seen a wine coloured mustang left unattended—you knew you had an opportunity.

it wasn’t hard to get it going, and it wasn’t hard to drive it to the DX without getting caught. steve was working in the hood of an old car outside until he heard a honk.

a grin grew on his face as he seen you in the drivers sear of the car, a smug look on your face. steve practically skipped as he rushed towards the vehicle, tapping the hood as he took a closer look.

as he was nothing less than mesmerized—you hopped out of the car. steve looked up at you from his crouched position before you threw the keys at him, walking towards the passenger seat.

steve immediately put two and two together, jumping into the car without a second thought.

you swore you ain’t never seen steve so happy when he was speeding down the road in this mustang. he never asked where you got it—and you never told him.

you and ponyboy were alright. he didn’t like being around you for long periods of time. on the other hand—you absolutely loved it.

you could tease him until the sun went down for everything and anything.

“what the hell are you wearin’, pony?”

“a shirt?”

“sure as hell don’t look like one.”

you’d ruffle his greased up hair, going against his complains. you’d mock his books and movies, mimicking what they just said in a higher voice. ponyboy always disliked this. he didn’t hate it however. a small part of him knew that’s how you showed affection.

but he never knew you could be so gentle when you felt like it—that he really, really liked. one day, when school was out and everyone was doing their own thing, ponyboy sat at home.

he was reading a book with the tv as background noise. until you barged through the door, beelining for the fridge. you got a beer, closing the door. you took a sear in darry’s chair, watching TV.

ponyboy wondered if you noticed he was even home. when he seen you enter—he felt insecure. you were the definition of a greaser—he was…just some guy that so happened to have grease in his hair.

you realized he stopped reading, his eyes everywhere but his book. sighing, you got up and sat beside him on the couch. you took one more swig of the beer before you told him to read out loud.

“read to me.”

“wh-huh?”

“the TV’s borin’. read.”

with that, he did. the longer ponyboy read, the more relaxed he became. of course—you looked like you wanted to rip your own head off—but ponyboy did like the fact you immersed yourself into the story.

“she fucking what?”

“yeah! crazy, right?”

“crazy’s an understatement, man.”

‘crazy’ is what people would call you and two-bit. people would’ve never willingly put the two of you in a room, but you two got along swimmingly.

he was loud, sometimes clingy, and always joking around. you really needed someone like him in your life. a breath of fresh air—until the two of you would compete.

“let’s see who can steal the most stuff without gettin’ caught.”

was a sentence often said between the two of you. a little fun never hurt nobody, right? two-bit seemed like the expert at stealing, and you just liked to break the law.

the longest it went on was for a week. you tot caught first and you have yet to live it down.

“so god fuckin’ help me—i will gauge your eyeballs out with this fucking fork!”

“yeah but, i’ll die knowin’ that i was able to steal without gettin’ BANNED!”

two-bit later had a bruise on his ribs.

you’ve never been one to stay in a group of people. but staying with these people—it was different in so many ways.

you knew they wanted you here, they knew you loved them and that you knew that they loved you too. and unfamiliar feeling sure—but a welcomed feeling.

you argued, fought, and even fist fought each other. but goddamnit, you all moved past it. and that’s all you could ask for in this little life. even if your life is mostly you sitting in a prison.

[ganyuskiss]

pathetic girl

♡ hu tao x reader. cw fem reader, men and fetishizers dni

i really like the idea of a hot girl getting off to me ヾ(≧ ▽ ≦)ゝ

pathetic girl hu tao, who sits in bed with her phone clutched tightly in one hand and the other between her thighs, rubbing her thumb over her clit as she gazes at the photo of you in a swimsuit.

even as she's doing it she knows it's embarrassing, but it's so hard to resist when she's been in love with you for so long and you look just so sexy in the photo, and it feels so good to imagine you touching her, your tongue darting out to lick your lips with fingers deep inside her as she throws her head back and sobs.

just the sight of you looking hot is too much to bear sometimes, everytime she sees you she gets a tingling feeling in the pit of her stomach that makes her stutter and trip over her words. she wants to make a move but she's afraid, and it's easy for even the dimmest person to see that she wants you to fuck her, so you take pity on her and finally ask her what she's doing friday night.

even just the memory of the conversation, you biting your lip thoughtfully with long fingers brushing the hair out of your eyes, sends hu tao into a dizzy spiral of mumbling your name while fingering herself. she has to clap a hand over her mouth to muffle her noises, closing her eyes to picture you bent over her, face flushed and hair messy as you finger fuck her until she's begging for more.

pathetic girl hu tao, on her knees tangled in sheets making out with you like there's no tomorrow. you taste delicious, sweet and soft with your tongue in her mouth, and you nip at her bottom lip with unexpected vigor that makes her let out a gasp. you smile, your lips curving upwards against hers, and kiss her harder.

she cant believe that this is really happening, that after so long of fantasizing of you in her bed you are actually sitting here with her. it makes her move too fast, her hands fumble desperately at the clasp of her bra, the hem of your underwear, pressing you against the headboard with hunger gleaming in her eyes.

you pull away momentarily, eyeing her and the trail of drool making its way down her chin, with amusement. she blinks like she's coming up from underwater, turning pink when she focuses back in on your knowing smile. "no need to rush," you drawl, leaning back with a drawn out sigh that forces her to wipe her mouth with her thumb, "i'm not going anywhere."

pathetic girl hu tao that, despite your words, pushes her head between your legs with a neediness that surprises you a little. you're even more surprised when she manages to elicit a gasp from you, hand instinctively going to her head to push it down against your opening. part of you was expecting her to not know anything, to need to guide her through it, but here she is, licking at your cunt like she's done it before.

it's messy but it still feels good -- so good that you can't help gasping her name, telling her to go faster. she's more than happy to oblige as best she can, and when you moan loudly, hips twitching upwards, she feels like she's won some long standing battle.

[h2llish]

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LEVIATHAN ━━ he's falling in love with a human ♡ fluff, mutual pining, male reader, lowercase intended, online friends-to-lovers, mc is levi's bestie and goes by they/them, mentions toxic gamers (fucking losers)

fem aligned dni (she/they, she/her, etc)

part of the love in chance series

leviathan isn't quite sure how it happened, but he found himself with an online friend crush. and this person isn't even from the devildom, but rather, from the human world.

it was a coincidental meet.

mc gifted him a human world game that they thought he might like, and suggested they could play it together, and if he didn't like it, they could always take it back. he quite enjoyed it after a few games playing with mc. then they suggested they tried playing with other players, and he, maybe a bit hesitantly, agreed.

he immediately regretted it after he found himself with a woman on their team who was quickly insulted for even playing. he couldn't understand the comments of "go back to the kitchen", and "why don't you go make me a sandwich", and when he asked his human friend, they told him it was normal for women to receive such comments in the gaming community. he pitied the woman and contemplated ditching the game and going back to the devildom games he already had.

but then someone whose gamertag was quite ridiculous suddenly cut in between all the comments. he found it funny how you quickly shut down the comments with your own; "imagine having such fragile masculinity you're upset a woman plays better", and, "i'm against body shaming but small dick energy much?", and mc's personal favorite, "that's rich coming from a motherfucker who probably peeps on his neighbors". it shut up most of the people interrupting the game and let the woman play a lot easier. mc even decided to thank the odd username owner for shutting the others up.

levi learned the woman was actually friends with you and asked you to come online with her because she wasn't exactly the confrontational type. and it was pretty obvious as she mostly just awkwardly laughed at all the men's comments (levi totally understood that).

mc was the one who encouraged levi to friend you. if it wasn't for mc, he wouldn't have realized how much in common the two of you had (as much as a demon and a human could). like how you cosplayed and enjoyed human world anime. or how you liked to play games of all types. and although you weren't as much of a shut-in as he was, you were pretty introverted.

he found himself playing the game often just to talk to you, and when you began to suggest different games for him to play, he'd quickly turn to mc, who had no problem helping him find them, and then you guys would play those games together. eventually, your conversations moved outside of gaming, spent late into the night on human world terms, where you guys would just talk. you learned a few things about him (things he could disclose that wasn't him being a demon), like how he had six brothers and was the third among them. he learned stuff about you too, like how you worked at a record store, and how you weren't on speaking terms with your parents because they didn't accept that you were gay.

the more comfortable you two became, he realized, the flirtier you were. mc found it hilarious when levi would send them screenshots of your recent conversations, to which they always suggested that maybe you were becoming interested in him. he doubted that but mc was sure of it.

finally, you messaged him one day, requesting to see his face, which caused the poor demon to panic so much he had to call mc over.

yo face reveals? i want to make sure i'm not flirting with a 70 yr old man

(it was ironic, mc said upon seeing the message, because of levi's real age.)

with enough encouragement from the human exchange student, he finally managed to respond with a simple ok and a picture of himself. your response was instant, and it caused mc to hold back laughter as they comforted a flustered levi.

oh shit that's you? you're really hot

and then you sent your own picture and mc had to comfort levi again. how can you call him hot when you look like that? you're way more attractive, he had told mc, and they only sighed; he was hopeless.

that's what led to the calls and the facetimes (as much as he could with his brothers). he enjoyed talking to you, even when he found himself flustered during the many times you would flirt and compliment him. mc even met you (they introduced themselves as a friend), and the two of you got along well. mc even made the comment of approving if you ever asked out levi, which caused the demon to go red as you immediately thanked them and said you'd keep that in mind.

his brothers noticed his rather giddy mood change throughout the months of speaking, and when they tried to ask, levi bristled and brushed them off. they turned to mc, but they only giggled and shrugged.

mc knew levi had come to gain feelings for his online human friend and they were ecstatic at the thought. they were supportive and constantly brushing off levi's negative thoughts of how you didn't like him back (he does, mc huffed, he definitely does).

and then the day levi hadn't been expecting (yet hoped for) came; you wanted to meet him in person.

"levi, it's okay!" mc sighed, trying to coax the demon from out of his bathtub, but to no avail.

the demon was mumbling to himself, things mc couldn't quite catch from his position curled up in the odd choice of a bed. they briefly heard what sounded like "what if he doesn't like me" or "he's not gonna talk to me again after".

"levi," mc approached the tub, leaning over it to poke at the demon's side, "he's already seen what you look like, and he obviously enjoys talking to you. i don't think meeting in person will change that."

"you don't know that.'" levi argued in return.

mc rolled their eyes, deciding to half-ass whatever they could come up with to get him out of the tub, "are you gonna take a human's word or a demon's thoughts? you're meeting another human levi, i think i do." that seemed to cause levi to pause, and mc mentally patted themselves on the back when he slowly climbed out of the tub to face them.

"what if he finds out i'm a demon?"

"then we can deal with that. but i know everything will be fine. okay?"

"...okay."

the human world was cold, but levi remained unaffected as it couldn't possibly amount to the winters in the devildom. he anxiously played with the ends of jacket, glancing around the park he was in, sat waiting on a bench. mc had sent him off with words of encouragement, promising to keep his brother's from asking questions. and when he was no longer in the devildom they sent him texts just to make sure he remained somewhat confident in his meetup with the human he had come to like in more ways than just platonic.

he glanced down at the sidewalk and sighed, only to quickly snap his head back up when he heard someone call his name.

"levi?"

he searched for the voice, finally spotting you jogging towards him, wearing clothes befitting of the weather with your hair pinned back and out of your face. he felt his face heat up the closer you became, until you were standing in front of him, staring down at him with wide eyes. his nerves picked up and he tried to refrain from shrinking away under your gaze, avoiding looking at your face.

finally, you spoke; "wow," you said, sounding out of breath, and he couldn't tell if it was because you jogged over to him or the cold (although, really, it was neither), "you're even prettier in person."

levi froze, face going hot as he sputtered over words in reply. the cold that nipped at his skin did nothing to calm the heat that spread over his body, words jumbled and incoherent while you remained standing, only staring at him with that same wide-eyed look. it didn't help his case when you decided your first comment just wasn't enough.

"you're so cute, levi." you sighed, bringing a hand to clench at the clothes covering your chest, almost whining your next words, "it's so unfair what you do to my heart, ya know?"

he'd argue with those words; it's unfair what you do to him.

he couldn't tell if your words were serious; although mc tried to give him more confidence that you returned his feelings, he'd struggled to tell whether your flirty comments were just jokes or your true feelings.

you suddenly grinned, and levi eyed you from between his fingers, hoping to hide the red of his face. "say, i think i'll do it now."

"what?" levi slowly lowered his hands, giving you a questioning look.

you leaned forward and grabbed his hands in yours, quickly sending another wave of heat across his face. you tilted your head and smiled, genuine, "levi?"

levi stuttered, "ye-yes?"

"would it be okay if we made this a date?"

oh, the poor thing might as well pass out with how flustered he was the more this carried out, yelping in repeat of your question, "a date?!"

"yup!" you hummed happily, "i meant to ask after we'd already met up for the first time but you're just so cute!" (you really liked calling him that; him, a demon, cute? would you still think that after?) "so? what do you say?"

the many times mc tried to get him to realize how you returned his feelings replayed in his head. they were right? of course they were.

"o-okay."

your smile somehow brightened, and you pulled away to cheer to yourself. a flustered levi watched, unable to cool the burning in his face at how happy you looked the moment he agreed. you already had him so bound to you, yet you remained completely unaware.

you turned back to him, a proud smile on your face, "next time, i'll make you my boyfriend!"

thought i'd start with my fav loser /affectionate <3

do not repost, translate, copy or run my writing through an ai

[gollumsmygel]

i just finished knb and them hanging out in the end during Kuroko's birthday is so cute.

i also love how Momoi is consistently wearing pink ヾ(❀╹◡╹)ﾉﾞand gave Kuroko pink scarf that she made. I also love seeing the GOM boys be so appreciative of her, same with the Seirin team being appreciative of Riko - pls that scene where Teppei carried Riko when they won I have ascended (´•̥̥̥д•̥̥̥`̀ू๑)‧º·˚

Also Daiki rummaging thru Taiga's things and not finding one dirty magazine is fucking hilarious. Taiga responding "I'm not like you!" LMAO is peak comedy.

Taiga imagining what Himuro looked like when Takao "delivered" Himuro to his place is funny too (｡>ㅅ<｡) The way Himuro is sitting, hugging his knees to his chest is pretty freaking adorable

Also Akashi introducing himself like they didn't just play against each other LMAO and him interacting with Furihata has me clenching my heart. I love seeing him so kind like that

I noticed that after the Yosen match Murasakibara is drawn quite softly? He used to look so intense then. Especially in the last episode where he's sitting with Himuro, he looks so cute and soft and (´༎ຶ ͜ʖ ༎ຶ `)♡

I just wanna say tho that I adore adore adore Midorimaaaaaaaa. I'm a Kise and Kuroko fan girl through and through but Midorima acknowledging people who work hard and him also working hard is soooooo admirable. At first he has this "I'm Midorima Shintaro, the best shooter in GOM, there's no way you're beating me" attitude thing but he rightfully flexes bc he works hard, BOY DOESN'T SLACK OFF evn when he's realized his talent and potential. That's admirable as hell.

[shuchu]

♥*♡∞:｡.｡ terms of endearment with luxiem + shoto ｡.｡:∞♡*♥

characters: vox akuma ; mysta rias ; luca kaneshiro ; ike eveland ; shu yamino ; shoto

warnings: slightly suggestive w/ vox’s? 

author notes: aaa first post! i hope i did well ..・ヾ(。＞＜)シ writing this made me all blushy hehe, i love them sm ♡ feel free to give me feedback on this post and/or send in ideas for my next posts!! decorative dividers credit to: @/mykaesu on twt  *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

vox

                              “sweet thing”, “darling”, “gorgeous”, “love”, “my love”

vox is very good with his words, well, he is the voice demon after all

vox is such a romantic and i just imagine him being all soft when he’s with you. he’d do anything for you, literally

i feel like vox would absently trace shapes on your thigh when you’re sitting next to him while he’s working on stuff for stream or on projects. if you wanna move somewhere else or just go to the bathroom he’d be like, “where’re you going my love?”

after a night of passion (hehe) he’d definitely hold you close, stroke your hair and say, “you did so well for me today gorgeous. i love you, my sweet thing…” 

mysta

                          “babe”, “baby”, “cutie”, “mommy” (if he’s feeling cheeky)

mysta is so goofy and playful when interacting with others but around you, he quite literally becomes a puddle or even a cat (well he is a fox so…)

if mysta’s feeling frisky he’d call you “mommy” just to see how you’d react. when you reply, calling him a bo’om he’d laugh and tell you to shut up (he secretly likes calling you mommy)

when you’re in the kitchen cooking up dinner for the both of you, he’d pop in after he’s done with streaming and say, “hey cutie, what’s for dinner?” while learning against the counter, looking at you with his adorable smile

luca

                                                     “babe”, “baby”, “honey”

i just have this feeling that luca wouldn’t use as many terms of endearment compared to the others

he likes calling you “babe” most of the time, though the thought of him calling you “honey” the minute he wakes up??? like imagine morning voice luca saying, “good morning honey” and giving that sleepy smile…im gone. hana has ascended (//▽//)

ike

             “babe”, “sweetheart”, “sweetie”, “ älskling” (darling in swedish), “my love”

i imagine that ike would be the type to just stop what he’s doing and admire you. when you catch him, he smiles and says, “i’m just admiring you sweetheart...and thinking about how lucky i am”

now i’m thinking about morning voice ike, he’d pull you close and say, “good morning my love, did you sleep well?” while stroking your cheek and again, admiring you

ike tends to stay up later than you so after you’ve dozed off, he slips into bed quietly, kisses your forehead and whispers, “sleep well älskling, i love you”. 

GAAAAHHH IKE EVELAND, he has me in a chokehold (//ω//)

shu

                               “babe”, “baby”, “darling” (married life shu brainrot aa)

like luca, i feel like shu would mostly call you “babe”

i’d imagine him calling you “baby” with the pien face and it makes you wanna squish his cheeks, he’s so cute i can’t

but also, imagine after both of you get married, you’d come back from work, he’d greet you at the door to give you a peck on the lips and a hug saying, “okaerinasai anata (welcome home darling)”. hana is now deadge (＾་།＾)

                                               “babe”, “baby”, “darling”, “honey”

all these are pretty much canon because he uses them with vox #voxto

but i think, like shu and luca he’d use “babe” the most

shoto is such a massive cuddler

he acts all tough on stream but when he’s with you he gets all soft and mushy, asking for cuddles and kisses from you all the time

you’d be playing a game on your pc, he’d come in and start whining saying, “darling…can we go to bed and cuddle now? please?”

in the morning you’d wake up and hear shoto cooking it up in the kitchen

you walk into the kitchen to see shoto making his favourite breakfast food, pancakes

you walk over to him and wrap your arms around him, he’ll then say, “oh, good morning honey, the pancakes will be done soon okay?” ugh i love shoto, he’s adorable (ღ˘⌣˘ღ) 

[realreulbbrband]

If they have kids with platoria?

I assume you mean this one prompt thing? If so absolutely! (Don't mind me making this pretty it's cause I'll most likely be pinning it) ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა𓎩♨

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(｡•ㅅ•｡)〝₎₎ Basics! ✦₊ ˊ˗

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. .┊ ◟﹫ Name: Chiffon * ੈ ♡🍮 ⸝⸝🪐 ༘ ⋆

. .┊﹒𐐪 Gender: Female

. .┊ꜝꜝ﹒General Appearance : Chiffon is an American Curl kitten, her coat is a soft blend of palish-blondes and whites; ginger and rosy markings speckle her fur, creating a warm colored coat reminiscent of a sunrise. She has longer waves of fur around her arms and legs that appear to dance with every movement. Her ears are rounded giving her a perpetually and curious look. She wears a blue (occasionally pink) pastel Chiffon fabric bow ribbon instead of a collar, and a smaller ribbon of a complementary color around her fluffy tail. 

For in-show reference however, her design is inspired by pre-US Tour 6 and early Hamburg chorus Jennyanydots. I made a little moodboard If that helps :3

. .┊ ⨳゛Personality: Chiffon is an imaginative kitten who enjoys the simpler things in life. If you don’t find her socializing with any of the other kittens or eagerly helping her parents with their daily tasks, she’s most likely off trying to come up with a new ribbon dance routine. But her creativity isn’t limited to dance; she loves playing make-believe and finding articles around the junkyard that she can make fashionable. She is observant and tends to pick up on cues from her environment quickly; like her mother, she values empathy, leading her to be more mindful of the emotions of those around her. Even though she gives off the impression of being confident, she is highly sensitive to criticism and conflicts, which she frequently responds to poorly, making her feel like she's being backed into a corner. Her sensitivity, however, finds a good balance with her playful and inherently easygoing nature towards life.

. .┊ ◟ヾ Special Talents: Her Talent is ribbon dancing, which Plato and especially Victoria were happy to see her take interest in; her routines were normally quite whimsical and fun. Despite lacking technique while she was still young, she made up for in her boundless energy when performing for her parents. However, she does eventually grow to have exceptional precision and expertise in ribbon dancing.

. .┊﹒𐐪 Who they like better : It really depends on the moment. Chiffon throws around the word "favorite" depending on the day, not fully understanding its significance, normally while she's snuggling up to one of her parents. Plato and Victoria don't take it too seriously, but they do like to play-fight about who's the favorite whenever Chiffon throws around that word since it does make Chiffon happy. Regardless, they both know they're Chiffon's favorite adults in the yard, and that's plenty enough.

. .┊ ◟﹫ Who they take more after : Visually, I'd like to say a good blend of both, but since Victoria is pure white, she generally appears more like Plato, with her ginger mane and heavier markings around her coat, but her white and rose-colored markings and the careful way she carries herself make it clear she's Victoria's.

But in terms of personality, she inherits a good amount from both of them. Plato's easygoing nature and protective instincts did influence Chiffon's more empathetic demeanor, particularly when she interacts with others. From Victoria, she did inherit her innocence (which isn't as noticeable when she's young but becomes more apparent when she's older) along with her innate attraction to dance that differs from the typical jellicle, and of course the way she moves when simply walking or interacting with others is similar to Victoria's own gracefulness. 

. .┊ ◟ৎ Personal Head canon: Well, any head canon I have about her just becomes canon regardless, but she really didn't adjust well to collars, much like her father; whenever she had one on, she kept tugging at it and needed long breaks of not wearing it. This didn't go on for too long, as Plato and Victoria realized she wasn't adjusting to collars comfortably, so Victoria chose an alternative, ribbons. there were plenty of spares around the junkyard, so each morning Victoria would groom her and ask her to select the ribbon she wanted for the day and tied it around her neck securely. Chiffon did enjoy this, and the spare ribbons did end up sparking her interest in ribbon dancing.

. .┊ ⋆𐙚₊˚ Face claim: Lisbeth Brittain!

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I was going to reblog that prompt but then I realized I only had one "finished" kitten fankid so this is perfect! Thank you SM!!

[angysmolblob2]

Two caterpillar babies 🐛💚💜

I really like to imagine Maggie and Howdy as childhood friends ♡(*´ω｀*)/♡

Baby Howdy design by: @cutiemarshmalow

I hope you like it ヾ(＾-＾)ノ❤

[lovelylemonfluff]

♡SCARAMOUCHE RELATIONSHIPHE ADCANNONS♥︎

°Warnings: None, although these are rlly bad (◞‸◟ㆀ)ˢᵒʳʳʸ

°genderneutral

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .Scaramouche/Kuni

↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ : ▮▮▮▮▮▮▯▯▯

♡ His hair is so soft LIKE SOOOOO SOFT he'll let you touch it, kinda pretends like he doesn't but doesn't say anything unless you say anything about it then he'll pretend he doesn't like it

♡ he listens to a lot of dark trap, trap metal, alt z, and otacore totally not because I listen to those

♡ he secretly absolutely loves kissing you especially on your lips although you don't kiss very often if you kiss him to much he'll say something like "your to clingy, I can't even leave you alone for 5 minutes or else you'll act like this" he doesn't mean it

♡he's actually kinda clingy himself even though he would rather die then admit he can't even sleep with out you, if your outside together your shoulders will always be touching or your holding hands or your pinkied are Interlocked

♡he's not always grouchy like if your trying to vent he gets all sweet and he listens and will do anything in his power to help you just don't point it out tho because he'll be like "oh so you don't want me to help you then, whatever I was actually trying to listen to you once but don't worry I wasn't going to help you anyway" but you can tell he's super embarrassed

♡the only time he'll be super duper sweet and if you say anything won't mind is when he's half asleep lol (*･ω･ﾞ☆ﾟﾟ hell wrap his arms around you and hold you into his chest while he tells you how much he loves and cares for you "I love you more then you could ever imagine, your my everything dear"

♡sadly he's very insecure so he's extremely worried you'll leave him・゜(。┰ω┰。).・゜sometimes he'll share these thoughts sometimes he won't but when he does you reassure him you'd never and it makes him feel a little better

♡PLEASE DON'T FORGET TO TELL HIM YOU LOVE HIM (sorry for yelling) (｡>ㅅ<｡)♥︎ if you do forget to tell him/say it back he's assuming you don't love him anymore or you were just messing around with him and you found someone better

♡when scara is jealous he doesn't hide his feelings he'll openly show that he's jealousy just denies that he's jealous, later on in the relationship he'll realize that he never needed to worry you both sat down and talked about it and now those things don't happen ✧⁺⸜(●˙▾˙●)⸝⁺✧ʸᵃʸ

♡absolutely loves when you call him kuni if anyone else did it he wouldn't be happy about it but with you he just can't explain why he loves it so much

♡it gives him butterflies when you were his hat, he'll act like he's mad but he ready loves it you can see it on his face (´∧ω∧｀*)

♡Please PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE lay on his chest he doesn't care how small or big you are compared to him just lay your head or body on his chest and snuggle with him it makes him feel like your vulnerable and like he's protecting you and be absolutely loves protecting you and to add on your touch to that is just prue Calista to him

♡this is like the hat thing but HE LOVES WHEN YOU WHERE HIS CLOTHES he was admit it but he will be more open like he'll give you his clothes while your getting ready and if you say anything about it he'll cross his arms and roll his eyes at you "whatever"

♡he thinks your the cutest thing in the universe he's not wrong tho ヾ(´︶`♡)ﾉ

♡he calls you "baby" "you {Insert an array of curse words}" "dear" all in the most I Dearing way possible at least for scaramouche

♡once you walked in on him singing and dancing he still hasint forgiven you and don't you dare bring it up he'll ingore you for the rest of the day

♡Ajdshsyauwje when you get in to sassy arguments all in good fun of course his heart go brrrrrrrrr (﹡ˆ﹀ˆ﹡)♡he loves it if or when your sassy

♡he thinks your cute when your mad only if your mad over something stupid or petty cuz when your mad he's mad

♡once you faked being a sleep on the couch to see what he would do, be carried you to bed and tucked you in and have you loads of kisses and said the sweetest of things he's ever said and then you really fell asleep (´。＿。｀) when you woke up and asked him if he took you to bed he denied it so hard

♡of your the type of person who like gets a little mad when people mispronounce certaint words he'll do it SO MUCH (sorry for the yell) with a big smirk on his face

♡him saying "I love you" is very rare he mostly says it with his actions because it means so much to him so he wants everytime to feel special

♡he writes you poems/notes not cute ones tho just insulting you "if you wanna be a little smart*ss please become smart first-scaramouche" "life is good you should get one" "I never insult you I just describe you-scaramouche" "all my Insults will never be as good as what nature did to you-scaramouche"

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Hi (●’◡’●)ﾉ that was super clingy heh.....(◞‸◟ㆀ) but I still hope you enjoyed! ♡

[yandere-kittee]

How would the yanderes react to a darling that's very calm and nice just get angry and aggressive for the very first time not towards them but someone else

Ahhh This is a very good question, How will they react? Let's find out♪ ♬ ヾ(´︶`♡)ﾉ ♬ ♪ Thank you for this ask, anon!

Looks like a cinnamon roll, could kill you.

Nathan

The two of you actually met in an alleyway but officially got to know each other at school.

You met during high school, you were the new kid and the first person you met was Nathan, you had asked him how to get to class and he guided you there.

You knew from then on that you were going to be best friends.

When the two of you grew closer, you were nothing but gentle towards him, you treated him nicely like how you did everyone else, he was just happy to not be scorned.

Imagine his surprise when he came looking for you because you were late for your usual meeting in the library.

While he was out in the hallway, he saw a large crowd surrounded in the middle of the hallway, signifying that there was a fight, so her turned around to go somewhere else to look for you, but stopped when he heard your voice.

It wasn't the usual kind voice he always heard, it was loud and angry, he turned around and got closer to the crowd, when he was able to push past people he saw you there in the middle.

Your hair was a mess, your clothes were disarray and your knuckles looked bruised, you stood over Derrick, the boy stared up at you in horror as you wiped your bloody nose with your sleeve.

Nathan looked at you in awe, How can someone who looks like a mess and has a bloody nose looks so beautiful?

"I better not hear you talk about Nathan that way, or his sister, you should at least have some respect towards someone older than you." You said, looking down at Derrick with no expression on your face.

But your eyes showed that you were disgusted at him.

"You have no right to judge her based on her job, you think you'll even end up getting a job when you're older?" You looked to the crowd and saw Nathan in it, gasping and walking over him, the crowd around him getting away from you.

"I'm sorry I'm late, Let's go?" Despite your messy appearance you still managed how to smile for him

Ah..You're so good to him.

Emilia

Emilia is beautiful, you know it, she knows it and the whole campus knows it! She uses her beauty to her advantage to get whatever she wants, though, there was always the disadvantage of pests hanging around her even though all she did was just look at them for 3 seconds.

They were all so delusional without knowing she was already married (unofficially) to you!

The persistent ones are always the most difficult ones because they like to follow her around even if she's said no.

So one day, a guy and his friend were with Emilia, trying to convince her to go on a date with her, but politely as she can, she declined them, just wanting to head to the cafeteria to eat lunch with you, but one of them grabbed her arms and stopped her.

He was going on about how he was a nice guy and he'll treat her to anything she wanted as long as she went on that date with him, she really didn't want to since that guy has had a history with harassing his dates.

"Come on! I know you want to." He smirked, Emilia sighed as her blue eyes glared at him.

"She's not going with you, since she's already going on a date with me." A hand grabs the guys and gets him to let go of her arm, her eyes turn to your figure as you glare at him, "Y/n!" Emilia beamed up at you as you stood between her and the two guys.

"Then I'll just go on a date with her in a later time." He had reasoned, annoyed that you stepped in and stopped him, you don't know how much Emilia is very into him and is only playing hard to get.

"Are you dumb?" You asked him as you pushed him roughly, "She doesn't like you, get over it." You crossed your arms over you chest as you stood your ground.

"What's a professor's assistant like you gonna do to me?" He glared back at you with a smirk, his hand curled up at the collar of your shirt, "I could report you for not only harassing with a student but also a professor's assistant." You smiled.

Who were they going to believe anyways? The guy with history of harassing students or the Professor's assistant whose been nothing but behaved and kind.

Emilia watched as you butt heads with the guy in admiration.

Her hero ♥

Aiko

Aiko doesn't like being bothered, like, at all, though she does like it when you sing to her while she studies, it's something in your voice that calms her and makes her focused.

So imagine her annoyance when someone had approached her in the library while she was studying.

"Good thing I found you, Miku!" A random student exclaimed as they looked down at Aiko, "It's Aiko." She corrected them, which had already started to annoy the student.

"Okay whatever, Anyways. I need help with Math and since you're the smartest student in school.." They started as they pulled out their homework.

Aiko glared up at them as they placed the piece of paper in front of her and on top of her study notes, "I was hoping you could help me do it." They admitted shamelessly.

"Why can't you do it?" She crossed her arms over her chest as she raised her eyebrow in question, the student stared down at her before answering her question.

"Well, I wouldn't be approaching someone so unlikeable as you if I couldn't."

"Well, what's in it for me if I did it?"

"Well, you can hang around me! I'm quite popular you know? And you could use it since your such a smarty pants and a teachers pet." They chuckle.

....

"No thanks."

"Oh come on!" The student went to grab at Aiko but was stopped by a hand grabbing theirs, "You heard what she said, 'No thanks'." You appeared, sweat dripped down your forehead as you just came back from sports practice and rushed to the library as soon as you did.

"And who the hell are you?" Theyvpulled back their hand and glared at you.

"You don't need to know, all you need to know is to leave Aiko alone and do your own goddamn work." You said through gritted teeth.

You didn't know why you were angry but you didn't like it when he didn't listen to Aiko and just leave her alone.

What happened next had exceeded Aiko's expectations because it had involved you, there was some back talk, some insults and a ton curses thrown at each other, but all Aiko did was stare at your angry face.

She's never seen you so angry because you were always so laid back and calm, but to see you getting angry for her, it awoke something in her that she wanted to see more of the faces you make.

Aiko sat there next to you on the bed as she bandaged your wounds, the fight had gotten out of hand and you had to be stopped when you were about to throw a chair at them in your fit of anger.

"You're so cute when you get angry<3"

☜☆☞

That is all everyone! This took a bit longer to make than the others but it was fun to write! As always, my ask box is open and let me know about your thoughts!

♪ ♬ ヾ(´︶`♡)ﾉ ♬ ♪

[chochuuya]

tending to his wounds.

scenario with (a few) tr boys! ヾ(・ω・*)

"no... no it's okay," he reassures quietly.

he doesn't want to complain that you're being a little too rough with his wounds. he's already bothering you enough, he thought. still can't comprehend the fact that you're so nice to him, despite always getting into fights.

he can still remember the first time you tended to his wounds. his heart just flutters every time he thinks of the sweet memory.

you with him? it's almost like a black cat and golden retriever sort of situation. who's who? i don't even know.

"it's okay." you mocked him.

"liar. you're clearly hurt. always fighting and then asking me to patch you up. i already told you to not get into fights, babe. or maybe lessen it a little..?" you rambled on and on while cleaning up the wounds on his knuckles.

"i'm fine," he grumbled back. while it may be true that he's hurting, he's far too stubborn to admit it. he doesn't like showing his weaknesses to anyone, especially not someone as sweet as you.

his mind goes into a frenzy when he hears your pet name for him, causing him to turn an embarrassing shade of red.

"babe..?" he mutters under his breath.

you look up to him with an eyebrow raised. "what's wrong?"

"n-nothing." he quickly changes his facial expression so that he no longer looks all red and flustered. his heart rate immediately slows, although it is still pumping at a much faster rate than before.

"just thinking, that's all," he added.

you thought about it and quickly realized as you pressed your lips together and shutting your eyes in shame.

damn it. why and how did that slipped out?!

"shoot, sorry. it's a habit."

he didn't expect you to apologize. his eyebrows shoot up and he tilts his head slightly.

"sorry... for what exactly? calling me babe?" he asks curiously, taking in the fact that you, in fact, used a nickname for him.

"uh, yeah." you quickly stick on the bandaids and stand up from your chair.

"okay, all done!"

he notices that you don't look nearly as embarrassed as he is. this causes him to blush even harder and his face looks like a tomato. he watches you stand up, not really knowing how to react.

"wait, where are you going?" he asks quietly, not wanting you to leave.

"going home obviously, it's almost 5." you say nonchalantly as you put your backpack on.

"alright.." he mutters as his eyebrows furrow, watching you put your bag on. while he tries to contain his emotions, something slips out.

"do you maybe wanna hangout after school one day..?" he asks in what he thinks is a casual manner, but is actually full of nervous glances your way.

hm, maybe this is the start of something new. wink wonk

RINDOU, chifuyu, mitsuya, inui, BAJI, angry, akkun, draken, your fav ♡

please do not steal, copy, translate, repost to other sites or claim my writings as your own. plagiarism is real!

just imagining rindou acting this way makes my heart ache (-ω-、) i hope you enjoyed reading this~ reblogs & likes are always appreciated!! ♡

[lavendarl-ing]

hey! saw your post about sending thoughts, and i was wondering how you think jeonghan would feel dating a foreign idol, or even an artist such as himself from another country!

hi hi!! ty for sending an askヾ(*'▽'*)

i think jeonghan would have a lot of curiosity about your country and background!! he'd love to know where you grew up, learn about your practices and traditions, etc. he looks like the type to want to learn more about you and your culture but... lowkey

i feel like he'd secretly try to learn your mother tongue because he'd be too shy to admit it to you 🥹 imagine surprising him at his dorm one day and you catch him in the middle of studying/practicing speaking in your language. he'd get so shy after you make your presence known but even more shy as you compliment him on his progress and how good his pronunciation is 😖💗 he wanted to surprise you with it one day but he guesses it's less pressuring now that you're aware. and he could directly come to you if he has questions/to check his pronunciation and grammar (⌒▽⌒)♡

and think of attending the same award show! when you/your group win and go up the stage to receive your award, you give a thank you speech in your own language <3 he'd be watching you from the artist section, all happy and proud 💗💗💗 even if he hasn't completely mastered your language yet, he could still recognize some words and the gist of your speech and his heart would be so full of warmth and love for you 🥺

[jessamine-rose]

꒰Disjecta Membra - Author’s Note꒱

Read Disjecta Membra here!! ヽ(´∀｀)

Read Chess Piece here!! ヾ(๑╹◡╹)ﾉ"

Aaahhh thank you to everyone who read my recent fics!! Mere words cannot describe my joy whenever I receive your sweet comments. Cheers to more readers rotting over enjoying the Jester’s twisted story  (´｡• ᵕ •｡`)

To my old followers, y’all know the drill. In this post, I’ll discuss my characterization of Yandere! Pierro and his darling, my creative process, and bonus content from the rough drafts. Now let’s go behind the scenes~

“Cursed with your divine burden and lost hope for the future, you have accepted a melancholy life of solitude. By some stroke of fate, however, you encounter a kindred spirit who will save you from the depths of your sorrow.” (AO3 Summary)

꒰ Introduction ꒱

♡ For starters, I want to say a big thank you to @frogchiro and @seakicker!! Aside from giving me the brainrot which caused all of this, Kin shared some notes on her characterization of Pierro. And Juju inspired this whole fic with her amazing Pierro x Fertility Goddess AU!! I’d also like to credit @mirdance’s glorious fic Innamorati for aiding my character study and speech analysis of Pierro~

♡ Originally, the Jester’s story was going to be a short post and not my regular longfic + side story. But after getting too many ideas and developing Savior! Darling’s character….…rip my word count. The idea of Pierro subduing a fallen goddess was too powerful u_u

♡ As always, you can thank @diodellet for another amazing peer review. She’s been a big help since my first Harbinger fic, and I appreciate all that she’s done for me. Without her, my Genshin works wouldn’t be the way they are now (´∀｀)♡

꒰ Characters ꒱

♡ It’s official. Pierro is the most difficult Harbinger I’ve ever written for. Forget his dialogue, I died balancing his “hot and cold” attitude. I headcanon Pierro to be a possessive, controlling yandere deeply influenced by his trauma. His main strength is his intelligence, as shown by how he strategically orchestrates and manipulates events to his advantage.

♡ Among the Harbingers I’ve written for, Pierro is the least outwardly affectionate. He has strict expectations for his darling, such as her full loyalty and education, and will always prioritize the Tsaritsa/ Fatui over her. That doesn’t negate his soft spot for his darling—he simply has greater responsibilities as the Jester.

♡ Savior is my kindest and oldest darling. She’s a foil to Pierro in the sense that her grief left her with self-hatred, survivor's guilt, and a passive attitude. I gave her a veil for the mystery/ bride vibes + it fits in with the Fatui’s mask aesthetic. Her intellect and divine powers make her a formidable darling, and I enjoyed writing the scenes where she challenges Pierro >:3

♡ My thought process for making Savior the God of Mist was, “clouds/ mist can obscure one’s vision.” Her character references the Greek goddess Achlys simply cuz I’m a slut for mythology and symbolism. While she can create regular harmless mist, she can secretly claim “territories” via special mist made from her blood—an allusion to her self-sacrificial nature. I personally imagine her to be around 4,000-5,000 years old.

♡ Additional notes on Savior’s powers!!

♡ My own name and appearance for Savior

♡ And how could I forget my babygirl Oizys?? Like Savior’s other friends, he is named after a mythological deity. I wanted to make him similar to his namesake/ different from Pierro, hence their comparisons and his emotional, outspoken personality. He’s very close to Savior, as they are each other’s last surviving friend. In his final moments, all he wanted was to go home to her ;-;

♡ My appearance + doodles of Oizys

꒰ Literary Motifs ꒱

♡ Godhood/ Power – hahaha so for Pierro, I wanted to highlight the power imbalance between him and his darling. Before he became a Harbinger, he relied on the pity/ mercy of Savior. But after?? He views Savior as someone beneath him and wants her submission + praise. This desire also applies to their bedroom activities~

♡ Grief — as mentioned earlier, Pierro and Savior are foils to each other. Both of them have lost everything to traumatic events and thus find it difficult to move on. But while Savior succumbed to her grief, Pierro actively stepped up to seek justice and “improve” the world.

꒰ Chapter Titles ꒱

♡ Latin quotes – I thought they would give a nice dramatic touch to Disjecta Membra since it’s about Pierro and a fallen god. I purposely started the fic with i. memento mori and ended it with ix. memento vivere to compliment the full-circle ending and Savior’s character arc. Scroll down for the translations!!

♡ Chess pieces – at that point, I was just tired of spending so much time picking/ googling section dividers. I used chess pieces in order of rank since it is a recurring theme in their story. Beyond that, idk sh*t about the game -.-

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Disjecta Membra - “scattered fragments”/ “surviving fragments of ancient poetry, manuscripts, and literary or cultural objects”

i. memento mori - “remember you must die”

ii. mea culpa - “through my fault”

iii. damnatio memoriae - “condemnation of memory”

iv. oderint dum metuant - “let them hate so long as they fear”

v. nitimur in vetitum, semper cupimusque negata - “we strive after what is forbidden, and always desire what is denied”

vi. amor et melle et felle est fecundissimus - “love is rich with both honey and venom”

vii. dulce est desipere in loco - “it is delightful to play the fool occasionally”

viii. flectere si nequeo superos, acheronta movebo - “if I cannot bend the heavens, then I shall move the powers of hell”

ix. memento vivere - “remember to live”

꒰ Deleted Scenes ꒱

Goodbye/ Blessing Kiss

♡ Originally, Savior could bless people with fortune through her kisses. That idea was an excuse for her to kiss Pierro’s forehead before he left + for Pierro to request her kisses. I think their first kiss scene turned out much better <3

Conversation with Zhongli

♡ Sooo Savior personally knows Zhongli!! While they are nothing more than acquaintances, they can relate to each other as old gods who outlived their friends. Similar with Pierro and the Tsaritsa, Savior admires Zhongli but feels pathetic compared to him. I originally planned to write their conversation but decided that it was enough to just mention it.

Savior’s Cold Hands

♡ In Chess Piece, Pierro prefers Snezhnaya’s climate due to his experience with Celestia’s sea of flames. Originally, he compares the latter to Savior’s low body temperature as a mist deity. It was going to be one of Savior’s insecurities since she can’t provide comforting warmth for humans……an inhuman trait which is perfect for Pierro.

꒰ My Favorite Scenes ꒱

“I shall overthrow the gods of the Old World, starting with you.”

♡ Catch me simping as I finally wrote Pierro’s glow-up and their reversed power imbalance. Yes, it was necessary for him to kabedon Savior and bring her to her knees. Yes, he secretly enjoyed that moment. I can’t say that my mind was pure when I wrote that scene =w=

You kneel on the floor, hands clasped together. “O, Lord Pierro, I humbly thank you for saving an undeserving creature such as myself! Had it not been for your benevolence, I would have been doomed to a life of sorrow. Your greatness is unparalleled. You have brought glory to Snezhnaya. The Tsaritsa—”

“That is enough.”

♡ Congratulations, Savior, for getting on Pierro’s nerves!! I greatly enjoyed writing this quote and the overall scene. One thing which sets Savior apart from the other darlings is her ability/ willingness to challenge her yandere, from irritating Pierro to strategically claiming her prison to semi-successfully escaping. It makes for an engaging dynamic between two smart immortals.

“Jester, I come bearing a report on our latest Archon Residue experiment.”

♡ Forget Pierro, Dottore steals the spotlight in iii. bishop. I didn’t originally plan for him to show up in another Harbinger’s fic, but he is simply that powerful. After 16.5k words of Pierro, it was very refreshing to reunite with Dottore’s chaotic energy. Since my Yandere! Harbinger fics are in the same universe, I referenced Dottore’s darling for funsies (๑･̑◡･̑๑)

꒰ Pierro x Savior Playlist ꒱

With a couple as angsty as Pierro and Savior, the 3rd and 4th songs were necessary. At least we end with an uplifting song ^o^

♡ Si Deus Me Relinquit – Kuroshitsuji OST

♡ Envy Baby by Kanaria ft. GUMI

♡ Gehenna by wotaku ft. Hatsune Miku

♡ Kyu-kurarin by Iyowa ft. KAFU

♡ Dear Answer by TRUE

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And that’s it!! Once again, thank you so much for reading Disjecta Membra + Chess Piece. I didn’t expect so much love for Pierro and Savior, and I truly value all of your messages. Pls don’t hesitate to share your feedback with me, and may more readers catch Pierro brainrot ♪(๑ᴖ◡ᴖ๑)♪

[plasmasimagination]

Hiii, congrats on your 300+ followers. I saw some of your match up posts and I'm so curious (and exciting, too) about it. So I would like to ask for a HSR and Genshin match up. But if you don't do multiple, then you can do just a HSR match up.~

I'm an INFJ with Scorpio sun. I would say I'm an old soul with a carefree, sometime childlike, personality. Let me make it clear.~ I enjoy philosophical topics and deep conservation. And history and historical things always get my attention. I'm always attracted to vintage or academic things and activities like museum, classical literature and music, languages studying... Even my fashion style get affected by my academic aesthetic obsession. But I know how to make a good joke and enjoy my time, too. When I'm surrounded by my familiars, I can get childish and clingy. That's how I show my trust, by putting down my hyper-independent mask and letting myself get vulnerable around them. Towards strangers, I can be seen as aloof and quiet. And it needs many many and maaaaany effort for me to warm up to anybody.

I'm quite competitive, at least in academic field. Maybe it's the post-gifted-kid syndrome, lol. When I set my eyes on something, I will neglect everything to achieve my goal. So you can assume that my health is not always in good shape (the truth is I get sick often, haiz). But that doesn't mean I don't know when I should stop. Instead, I'm proud to say I know how to keep myself in check when my competitive tendency could do bad things to other people. Normally, I'm type of people to just go with the flow. Some of my friends may say I'm a softie if the problem doesn't bother me too much to make me feel annoyed. And when I'm annoyed, that's a different story. Safe to say I can make a grown-up man cry with my words. You don't have to always use violence to solve things.

I think I have talents in learning languages. I can speak 3 languages and currently I'm learning another one. Yet, my major is business administration. You know, economy major is always a safe choice.

I'm quite short. But I think 155cm is an average height for an Asian so never mind. I have long black hair (oh I loooove long hairs in general, including my hair too, safe to say I love playing with my friends' hairs dguahuihhwh), dark brow eyes and soft feature with plump lips (my favorite features~) and a beauty mark on my right chin, right under my mouth (yes my favorite features again hehe). But my friends prefer my round full cheeks or my doe eyes (hm, and I think my eyes are rather sad, not doe-eyes much).

I adore cute and girly (?) things. Like flowers, small animals, moon, rain, autumn, soft color like pink or lilac... My fashion style mixes with feminine, classic and academia style. In conclusion, you can imagine some long black skirts, long dresses with flowers patterns and laces, white blouses, trench coats, a pair of marry janes...

My hobbies includes reading, journaling and just sleeping. My love languages are physical touch, quality time and acts of service. I prefer calm, collected, mature and gentle people and genders don't matter with me (if it helps).

I apologize in advance if I overdo it. But I believe the more details, the easier for you to finish my request! Have a great day or night and remember to take care of yourself.~

HI THERE SWEEETIEEE ヾ(≧∇≦)ゞ

EEK,so these guys were somewhat most fitting for you, but if you do decide you want to know which girls would go well with you don't be shy to send in another request (˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ )

Anyways- HM HM HM , very good I like the details, but it wasn't hard to match you up either way ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

So, your matchup is ....

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DAN HENG

Two intellectuals = power couple.

I like to imagine that he would find enjoyment in talking with you

I know I know, partners should love to talk w each other and stuff, but he especially enjoys talking with **you**

I can imagine it took you guys a whole while to get to trust each other, but when you do you guys are inseparable

He will also make sure to look after you so you don't overwork yourself

And work on getting your immune system better, by forcing you to eat properly and to get enough sleep.

Partner that can make you cry x boyfriend that's there to protect partner if they encounter trouble >>>

Also a thing I like to imagine y'all would do is lay in each other embrace reading, and then later you can tell him about the book you read and he will listen intently like AHH adorable!

And...

AL HAITHAM

It's Dan Heng in a different font! /J (what can I say darling you attract smart guys)

No but I think that you would also be able to vibe w alhaitham

And babe ...I wouldn't like to cross the two of you

Like you guys probably have an intense power couple energy where you will and can bully someone by merely looking at them, I'm teriffied.

I'd imagine you and alhaitham would have a lot of discussions, not arguments, just discussions about certain topics

Generally I like to think you guys would get along very good since you have a lot of things in common

He's quite less fond of physical contact than dan Heng, and prefers to show his love through acts of service and quality time

He would buy you books he thinks you're interested in

And always make time in his oh so busy schedule to spend time with you, so don't worry you get just enough attention from him

[anxiousgaypanicking]

Imagine after a long day of helping Thomas with his classes and helping with his videos, Logan and Roman both go for comfort/ a break to Janus or Patton and just cuddling up in a soft blanket while watching either disney or documentaries depending of their mood.

And slowly but surely, the other sides come along as well and it just turns into a nice family bonding moment between the sides ヾ(´︶`♡)ﾉ

(I really like fluff hcs with Sander sides if you couldn't tell ♡)

THIS IS SO CUTE

they all just need a break, and sometimes it takes two or three coming to that conclusion before they all join in, using the excuse that "well, if you're going to be watching a movie already, we might as well tag alone" even though they needed the break just as much

[karumashadowchicken]

Hello~ヾ(@^▽^@)ノ

Heard you say that Barbatos will make sure mc doesn't know that Diavolo has been following her…but you know what? If it wasn't for him living in the castle, I think I'd want clingy by his side too www(つД`)

yes i belong to the player who puts myself into the mc perspective

But what I want is simple, I just want to snuggle up in bed every night (if living together, yes) and share what I discovered today, my thoughts and emotions. I can say it without fear of being reprimanded or bored; on the contrary, I'll be with him when he wants to play, and I'll listen if diavolo wants to talk, and I'm sure I'll never Feeling annoying (´∀｀)♡

I wonder if it would make you uncomfortable to hear me talk about these imaginings? (๑•́ ₃ •̀๑)

I'm sure I wouldn't find it uncomfortable, and I can see why you would be a fan of Diavolo. He'd be very easily to cuddle, and spend a lot of time with. I mean, Mc would be treated like royalty!

Lord Diavolo would be so cuddly, I feel he'd be practically suffocating with how clingy he would be.

It's hard to imagine someone liking the clingy-ness that comes with yandere, or normal Lord Diavolo.

Lord Diavolo would listen to whatever you have to say. It doesn't matter what you have to say, he'll listen, and he'll ask questions so you know he's listening.

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I think that may just be my perspective, since I'm a big fan of Barbatos, rather than lord Diavolo, along with Satan. I find myself liking the more distant characters. The kind of characters that you can spend weeks away from, and talk after like nothing happened.