#Gently pleased yes yes ♪

[genderlessdude92]

A CLEAN MIND

[First part >.<]

PAIRING: Alastor x Wife!Reader SUMMARY: After a long night of doing Lucifer’s Tango with the infamous Radio Demon, limbs sore to the brim, Alastor decides that it’s best to give his darling some proper aftercare. Of course one thing had led to another, but what would they do once they were caught in the net with a knock on the door? WARNINGS: Fem!Reader, reader is sensitive, shower sex, mentions of terrible soreness from the night before, Alastor is a little bit of a rascal 🤓☝️ *snort* (apologies), Nifty almost catching them in the middle of it, sexual content in general, mature language, dubious consent, power dynamics, violent language (not too degrading though), unprotected sex, Exhibitionism, relationship dynamics. LMK if i missed anything!!!

NOTICE: please don't copy or steal or translate any of my work or you will be haunted in your dreams and i will spawn something unpleasant at your porch the next day. But...thanks for liking my work !! >.< Property of @l4zyb0n35 and @genderlessdude92

Requests are open, support is highly appreciated!

WORDS: 1.2k (not including the bonus fic at the end)

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Y/N was awoken by the weight shift in her shared bed. Slowly, she sat up, stretching the soreness out of her, to see Alastor getting up from bed and walking over to his dresser. Y/N sighed and laid back down in the red silk sheets, but then felt a hand on her forehead one moment later.

“I see you’re awake,” Alastor said, smiling. “How do you feel?”

Y/N groaned and turned her head away. “Not good…”

“Ah, well, I figured so.” Alastor chuckled, running his fingers through her hair. “But I will fix it for you, as always.”

He grabbed her arm and helped her stand up, but Y/N protested. “Just a couple more minutes, Al,” she stated, “I’m sore as a dam’s log…” Alastor laughed softly when he heard her say one of the old sayings from their time.

“Alright… But you need to get up soon, honey. It’s not healthy staying in bed all day…especially without a proper cleaning after last night.” He smiled more softly and leaned down to kiss her lips, then went into the bathroom. Y/N lay back down again, welcoming the feeling of the twisted sheets once more.

After about two minutes, Alastor came back out with a warm washcloth. He bent down next to the bed and gently swipes the cloth on her face, wiping away old sweat or…anything else that might be there. Y/N blushed at the thought, but still let him cleanse her face.

…makeup- he’s wiping off makeup.

When he finished, Alastor tossed the wet rag into the hamper and walked back towards the bedroom, leaving the door open. He stopped right beside the bed. “Get up, sweetheart. We need to take care of your sore muscles and such.”

Y/N rolled her eyes and got off the bed, walking into the bathroom. Alastor followed behind her, closing the door. She stood in front of the mirror as Alastor started the water in the shower. Y/N inspected at herself.

Damn, i looked better when i was alive.

Seeing that Alastor was taking off his unde rgarments, Y/N decided to do the same.

After they were finished with that, Alastor moved his head to the side to look at her, “Let me help you get cleaned up, yes?” Alastor grabbed her shoulders and turned her around.

“Okay.” Y/N nodded and stepped under the showerhead, letting the water pour over her body. Alastor stepped inside, grabbing some body soap and pumping it into his claws.

Alastor ran his hands slowly across her back. He continued to caress her skin until she reached forward, grasping her shoulders and pulling him closer. His hands were still moving, but now against her breasts. He squeezed them lightly, knowing how much it would turn her on.

Y/N gasped, “Alastor!” She looked up to meet his eyes, blushing profusely.

Alastor let out a laugh, “apologies, darling.” he continued to rub soap onto the contents of her body. After washing her front, he washed her backside. Then, he began to massage her neck and shoulders. She moaned in pleasure, causing him to smirk. “Enjoying yourself, love?” he asked teasingly.

Y/N laughed softly, “Does it not show?” she asked sarcastically. Alastor grinned, stepping closer and pressing his lips against hers. Y/N wrapped her arms around his waist, holding him close.

Alastor broke the kiss, resting his forehead against hers. “I want you,” he whispered. Y/N smiled, leaning in for another kiss. Alastor moved his hands from her shoulders to her hips. He pushed her against the wall, using his strength to hold her there.

Alastor pulled back, looking down at what was happening. His cock was fully erect, sticking straight out like a sword. He smirked and rubbed the tip against her slit.

“Alastor…I’m still a little sensitive from last night…” Y/N worried.

He scoffed, “You’ll be okay darling, I’ll be gentle.” Then, Alastor pushed his cock inside of her in one thrust.

Y/N slapped his shoulder, hissing, “You said you’d be gentle!”

He hushed her, kissing her collarbone, “We just need to be quick dear, yes?” He then suckled on her collarbone after pulling away.

“Wait…why?” Y/N asked.

He groaned and pulled away once again, beginning to thrust slowly, “Because Nifty is supposed to come in and clean in about…” he looked at the picket watch on the counter, “…hm, ten minutes? maybe less.” He smirked and sped up his pace slightly, causing her to grip tightly onto his forearms.

Alastor kissed along her jawline, then made his way back to her lips. The sound of the running water drowned out any sounds that may have been coming from their mouths.

As if on cue, there was a knock on the bathroom door. “Sir?” Nifty called from outside. Alastor pulled away quickly, cursing harshly under his breath. “I have to clean your room early because Charlie is beginning an activity soon…should i give you time in the shower, Sir?”

Y/N groaned, burying her head into the junction of his shoulder, “You can’t be this fucking old to forget Charlie’s plans-“

“Of course, Nif, I’ll be out in a jiffy!” Alastor immediately shoved himself back into Y/N, thrusting violently.

She gasped loudly, gripping tighter onto his forearms. Her legs wrapped around his waist, locking him in place.

Catching her volume, she moaned pathetically quiet, grinding her hips into his. “Faster, please..faster…” she whimpered. Alastor obliged, slamming his cock deeper into her cunt. Y/N groaned, arching her back and hoping for the best the shower’s water was muffling her noises.

Alastor, although, was practically overjoyed could hear her cries even through the sound of rushing water. He picked up speed, pounding harder and harder into her. Y/N squealed, digging her nails into his arms.

He grunted, “Darling, you’re going to leave marks.”

She moaned, “You wanna talk about m-mine?”

His thrusts became erratic as he neared his release. Y/N wrapped her legs tighter around his waist, squeezing every muscle she had left in her legs.

“Shit.” Alastor cursed, thrusting deeper and deeper into her. He slammed into her cervix once more, causing her to squeeze around his cock tightly. He held himself deep inside of her as he filled her womb with cum, groaning in ecstasy.

After a moment of catching each other’s breaths, both failing miserably, he pulled out, “That’s better.” He patted her cheek, setting her down on the ground after seeing that she would refuse to stand on her feet, and turned to turn off the water. He dried himself off and put on his robe, quickly ruffling his hair in a towel and tossing it.

He turned to see Y/N sitting in the shower’s tub, rubbing her hips, “Darling? You need any help getting out?” Alastor walked over to her and bent down, titling his head to the side like talking to a mindless toddler.

Y/N took a moment and sighed, switching the water to go through the bath faucet, and turned on the water to the hottest temperature, “just tell Nifty to skip the bath tub while she cleans.”

Alastor chuckled, “will do.” and turned to leave the bathroom

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BONUS ☆♪

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Nifty hummed to herself as she tidied up the bedroom, her cheerful demeanor contrasting with the unknowingly steamy scene that had just unfolded in the bathroom.

As she finished straightening the sheets, Nifty heard the sound of the bathroom door opening. She glanced up to see Alastor emerging, fully dressed in his signature attire, with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“Good morning, Nifty,” Alastor greeted her with a smile.

“Morning, Sir,” Nifty replied, eyeing him curiously. “Is everything alright? You seem, um, a little off today?”

Alastor chuckled, a playful twinkle in his eye. “Oh, everything’s just fine, my dear Nifty. Just had a little… unexpected delay in the bathroom.”

Nifty raised an eyebrow, but decided not to pry further. After all, she was used to Alastor’s cryptic comments and eccentricities. “Well, if there’s anything you need, just let me know.”

“Actually, there is one thing,” Alastor said, his smile widening. “Could you do me a favor and skip cleaning the bathtub today? Y/N is… not done with her bathing. A little sore. I’m sure she’ll clean up after herself so don’t bother to wait or come back for when she’s done.”

Nifty’s eye widened in understanding, and she couldn’t suppress a giggle. “Consider it done.”

“Thank you, Nifty. You’re a gem,” Alastor said with a wink before sauntering out of the room, leaving Nifty to finish her cleaning with a knowing smile.

As she worked, Nifty couldn’t help but feel a sense of amusement at the antics of her eccentric employer and his mysterious guest. It was just another day in the Hazbin Hotel, after all.

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END NOTES: This is even more rushed but do i give a fuck? Heck’s nah. Guys ty for the support in my past posts and thank you to people who have already sent WRITING REQUESTS!!! (I love y’all). Stay tuned, yah??? Notes, Submissions, and support in general is always appreciated :3 And credits to @alastorssimp for requesting this lovely fic!!

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[ilythena]

Request: Jack and Luke go to an animal shelter to adopt a pet (cat or dog, which ever is your favorite) and Jack falls for the adoption counselor that helps them pick out the perfect pet

𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐋 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 | 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐄𝐒

★SUM after Luke begs Jack to get a dog, he ends up lucky in more ways then one.

Fem!reader, straight fluff, no warnings! Kinda short tho, tbh I got too interested in Luke begging Jack for a dog 😭 req are open so don’t be shy to send in some, almost done w a lot of them just gotta find time to post em <3

♪ DIAMOND BOY - SZA

“Can you just hear me out-“ “no.” “Please! Just one!”

Sitting on the bed in Jacks room of their shared apartment, Jack throws his head back with an irritated groan. “Luke, I’m not going to keep arguing with you about this shit. We can’t have a dog. Who’s going to watch it? And clean up after it? We’re both professional hockey players and have zero time for an animal.”

With a pout, Luke hesitates before speaking again. “I’ll clean up after them! And I’ll spend all the time with them!” “Luke no. We have a game tomorrow. Go to bed.”

“Why am I even asking! I’m a grown man. I’ll just get one and bring it home.” “I wish you fucking would.”

Luke storms out of Jacks room and heads to his own. Immediately getting on his phone and ranting to Quinn about his problems, Jack turns his body and sighs.

“…what’s going on with the Hughes’?” “Apparently Jack said no to a dog. Luke’s not taking the rejection well.”

The two brothers glare at each other from across the locker room, Luke tightening his laces and Jack grabbing his stick. He mouths an ‘I’m not changing my mind. No dog.’ And Luke huffs before walking out.

“…..well, he’ll get over it soon.” Nico says, patting Jack on the back and he just frowns. “Why is he so insistent on a pet all of a sudden? I mean, you understand why I’m saying no right?”

“Yes, I understand. But I can also see his side. You two will come to a compromise eventually. Let’s not worry about this stuff and just focus on trying to win the game tonight, okay?” Nico says and with a nod, both boys walk out of the room and onto the ice.

Everything was going well at first, Jack had even scored a goal! But it’s like this week just wasn’t on his side. The opposing team began crushing them after the first quarter, swiftly taking out their team with a score of 3-1.

On top of the crushing loss, it was pouring rain outside. And his umbrella broke, which meant he had to walk in the rain, with his brother who’s mad at him, after he loses a game. Great.

Both boys get to the car cold and covered in water—not a word spoken between the two. Luke closes his door shortly after Jack does and it’s pure silence between the two. Jack starts the car and turns the heat up to the max before driving off and making his way home.

“Hey luke?” “…yeah?” “I’m sorry. I’ve been really stressed out and honestly I don’t think it’s good for us to be arguing over something so stupid. Maybe we should get something to eat-” bark! Jack’s eyes snap over to Luke and suddenly it feels like the car is at 100 degrees.

“What was that.” “What was what…?” Bark! Comes from Luke’s side of the car once again, this time Jack can faintly see something moving inside of his jacket.

“Luke.” “….listen! Do you see how hard and cold it it outside? Poor thing would have freezed to death out there!” “I told you no dogs!” “Look at her!”

Luke pulls the small puppy out from his jacket and you can see her shaking. Wet, cold, and obviously very lost.

“…what do we do now?” Jack whispers and Luke doesn’t answer, pulling the animal closer to his chest. After a moment of discussing what to do, the boys decide to just go home and sleep for the night.

“Hi, welcome in… how can I help you?” “We wanna adopt this dog-“ “no we don’t.”

Jack pushes Luke behind him and gently snatches the puppy from his hands, a sharp gasp cutting through the air when Luke feels the shove.

“Oh! Where did you find them?” “On the street, my brother couldn’t help but pick them up.” You gently take the animal out of Jack’s hands and inspect them for a second before looking him in the eyes. “I’ll have to do a cleaning and a check up for them, since they’re very dirty and I want to make sure the dog is healthy before I give them to you.”

Jack glances at you and when you two make eye contact all the anger he had directed towards Luke died down immediately in his throat. He quietly nodded and in less than a second, you were gone and in the back.

Another one of your coworkers came and got their information, and Jack had sat next to Luke in the small waiting area.

“…can we please keep the dog-“ “maybe.”

After what seemed like hours, you walk out with the dog put in a small kennel, handing it to your coworker. “Good news, puppy is very healthy! Bad news, you can’t keep her because she’s microchipped, which means she does have an owner.” Luke groans in disappointment, but his eyes flicker over to another dog playing through the window in a designated play area.

Jack notices this, and after standing there for a while, he speaks. “….are any of the dogs over there up for adoption?” “Yes sir! All the animals on the right side of the building are up for adoption. Are you interested in adopting today?”

“Um, yes.” Luke’s head snaps over into Jack’s direction. “That’s great! I’ll let you two look at the animals, and let me know if you decide to adopt.”

As you walk away, Jack looks at Luke and glares. “Don’t get too happy. I’m picking the dog.”

“Hello Mr. Hughes, how may I help you today?” “Hey. I know this is really sudden, but I think he’s sick! He’s been throwing up a lot.”

Jack drags in a golden retriever, who his brother named ‘Jett’ and he doesn’t look to well. Slouching and obviously very tired.

“Oh no! Here, follow me. I’ll get him onto the inspection table and I’ll check what’s wrong with him.” He follows you down the hallway with the puppy in his arms and sets him down gently onto the cold metal table.

Watching you take a stethoscope and check up his heartbeat and trying to listen into his stomach, his heart briefly stops when you call in your coworker to do an x-ray on the animal.

After getting sent to the waiting room and waiting an hour, his worried face shifts to confusion when Jett quickly runs out the door and in between Jack’s legs.

“So, I thought he had an infection in his stomach from some sort of food, but as soon as I officially set up the x-ray and tried to put him under it, he refused and went from looking sick to looking completely fine. My diagnosis is that he was trying to get your attention by being dramatic.”

Jack scoffs in disbelief and looks down at the golden ball of fur in between his feet, shaking his head and rolling his eyes.

“Wow. So I brought him here for nothing?” “Pretty much.” You try to hold back a laugh but fail miserably, smiling at the animal and preparing the register for his bill.

“Well, at least he’s okay! That’s all that matters.” You say and Jack lets out a brief chuckle before looking down at the machine.

“150 dollars?!” “Unfortunately, He did waste the supplies used to prep the x-ray machine…”

“Back again, Mr. Hughes?” “He was eating grass, I’m concerned he’s sick.” “You said that the last time you came in.”

It’s been about 4 months since Jack officially adopted Jett, and coincidentally his owners been coming into your clinic non stop for those past 4 months.

“I’m just looking out for him, what kind of owner would I be if I just let everything slide under the rug?” He grins and you scoff with a smile before leading him and his dog into a private room so you can “investigate” the problem with Jett.

The happy dog jumps up onto the table and rolls over, making a happy sort of huffing noise when you rub his stomach. After doing regular check up procedures, you can determine that there’s absolutely nothing wrong with Jett.

“As usual, there’s nothing wrong with your dog. Why do you keep coming in here when you know he’s fine?” Jett jumps on you and you can’t hold back a laugh when he jumps down onto the floor and stands in a playing position. You open the door to the dog play area and let him out to go socialize with the other dogs that stay in the clinic.

“Maybe I just wanna see the cute girl who works here.” “Well maybe there’s an easier way for you to do that instead of dragging him along with you and wasting your money.” Jack bites his lip into a smile and slowly walks closer to you with his hands into his pocket.

“Does that mean that maybe I can take you out on a date this weekend?” “Maybe it does.” You lean against the counter that holds all the paperwork and files in the clinic and take out a small slip of paper, writing something down on it before shoving it into his hands and walking back into a ‘staff only’ facility.

“ xxx-xxx-xxxx. I’ll see you this weekend, Hughes. ;)”

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I would have added my pink banner BUT I ran out of picture space….. sorry this ended so suddenly, I was struggling w how to end it!

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[yuff7e]

Hello !!

Could you please write a scenario with muzan where gn reader is his s/o and blind , has no idea muzan is a demon ?

I love your blog !!

𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐮𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

hi there anon!! and thank you so much, you’re the sweetest!! i love my bbg muzan, so i’d be delighted to write this for you, hope you enjoy this one-shot :) ఌ︎

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐝

muzan kibutsuji

♬♪ -> lıllılı.ıllı.ılılıı

the night was quiet, the gentle hum of cicadas filling the air. you sat on the porch of your small home, the cool evening breeze brushing against your skin. you couldn’t see the stars, but you could imagine them, twinkling in the vast sky above. it was a peaceful night, one of the many you cherished.

you heard the familiar sound of footsteps approaching, light and graceful. a smile spread across your face as you recognized who it was. “muzan?” you called softly.

“yes, my love,” came the smooth, velvety reply. his voice always brought a sense of comfort and safety, despite the darkness that surrounded it. “i’m here.”

he reached you in a few steps, his presence overwhelming yet reassuring. you felt his hand gently cup your cheek, his thumb brushing over your skin. “how was your day?” he asked, his tone gentle. “quiet, but nice,” you replied, leaning into his touch. “i missed you.”

“i missed you too,” he said, his voice softening. you felt him lean down, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead. “shall we go inside?” you nodded, allowing him to guide you back into the house. his touch was always so careful, so deliberate, as if he was afraid to break you. it was one of the many things you loved about him. he led you to the living room, where you both settled down on the soft cushions.

“tell me about your day,” you urged, your hand resting on his. muzan hesitated for a moment before speaking. “it was... eventful,” he said carefully. “but i’m here now, with you, and that’s all that matters.”

you nodded, sensing that he didn’t want to delve into details. you trusted him, and that was enough. “i’m glad you’re here,” you said, squeezing his hand gently. “i always feel safe with you.”

“and i will always keep you safe,” he promised, his voice holding a steely determination. you could feel the intensity behind his words, the fierce protectiveness that was always present.

you smiled, your heart swelling with affection. “i know,” you whispered, leaning in to kiss him. his lips were cool against yours, but the kiss was filled with warmth and passion. you felt his arms wrap around you, pulling you closer.

for a moment, the world disappeared, leaving only the two of you in a bubble of love and trust. you reveled in the sensation, in the way he made you feel cherished and adored. it was moments like these that made everything worthwhile.

as you pulled away, you rested your head against his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. “muzan,” you murmured, “i love you.”

“and i love you,” he replied, his voice barely above a whisper. you could feel the sincerity in his words, the depth of his emotions.

the night continued in a comfortable silence, broken only by the occasional rustle of the wind outside. you felt completely at peace, wrapped in the warmth of his embrace. it was in these quiet moments that you felt the closest to him, even without being able to see his face.

“muzan,” you said softly, “what did i do to deserve you?” he chuckled, a low, melodic sound that sent shivers down your spine. “it is i who am undeserving of you,” he replied. “you are a light in my life, a beacon in the darkness.”

you smiled, feeling a blush rise to your cheeks. “you always know what to say,” you teased lightly. “only the truth,” he said, his tone serious. “you have brought me more joy than i ever thought possible.”

you nestled closer to him, feeling the steady rise and fall of his chest. “i’m glad,” you whispered. “because you mean everything to me.”

as the night wore on, you both sat in silence, content in each other’s presence. you didn’t need words to express your love; it was there in every touch, every gesture, every heartbeat.

you didn’t know the true nature of the man you loved, the darkness that lurked within him. but it didn’t matter. all you knew was that in his arms, you felt safe and cherished, and that was all you needed.

and so, as the night deepened and the world outside faded into darkness, you held onto the one constant in your life: your love for muzan, the man who had captured your heart and soul.

requests : open

[animehideout]

LOVE IS THE MOST TWISTED CURSE OF THEM ALL

PART 3

Gojo Satoru X Fem! Reader

Check Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 4

a/n: sorry for taking too long to post part 3, it's because I post on Wattpad as well {for anyone's who's interested in Straykids x Reader ff check my Wattpad @narae_99 }

Warnings: Mature language.

♪Song suggestions♪ The weeknd - Trust Issues.

Words count: 1.4K

• Time skip •

You sat on the couch in the school's common room, watching everyone chatting together. Yuji didn't leave your side, he was talking nonstop, it made you really happy cuz someone is actually interested in having a conversation with you, since you spent you whole life outcasted and rejected, feeling like an outsider even within your own family. No one found interest in you, since you wasn't a sorcerer.

Gojo watched as you were having fun talking with now; your students. And of course he didn't like that, he was still pissed by the idea that from now on you'd be his colleague. Even though you didn't do anything wrong, and you equally hated the idea of your arranged marriage, he saw you as a burden thay he is forced to carry. All what was on his mind, from the moment you took your vows, is how to make your life a living hell.

Breaking your curse wouldn't come out of charges. He's been thinking of ways to humiliate you and make you feel small in front of everyone. It's like a punishment of you being his wife.

He slowly approached Mei Mei, making sure to inactivate his infinity, giving her the green light to grasp the chance she's always dreamt of and allow her to touch him even though he never let her or Utahime to physically get near him.

“So Mei Mei–why don't you move here and start teaching in Jujutsu High, it would be ravishing to see you everyday!” he said loud enough to get your attention and he did.

“Oh Gojo, I know I've always been pleasing to your eyes!”

“Yes indeed..”

She chuckled as she extended her hand, her long fingers running on his chest,

“I would definitely give it a thought..Satoru” she called him by his first time for the first time, in a flirtatious way.

Mei Mei is a smart woman, Gojo never bothered to look at her before, let alone flirt with her, so she figured out his real intentions right away, so she played along, to offend you, she never liked you anyway.

Mei Mei always craved Gojo's attention, and she's enjoying it now even if it's fake. Her hands couldn't leave his body as she flirted back... touching his broad shoulders, tracing his jawline with her fingers with as sly smirk.

She leaned closer to him, her lips touching his ear, as she whispered, “Want me to offend the shit out of her..Gojo?”

“Do your thing, and I'll deposit that money in your account” he simply answered.

They made sure you were watching. You swallowed hard, observing them as they continued their playful banter, it wasn't jealousy but you felt a mix or irritation and discomfort. Whether he liked it or not, he's your husband legally and in front of everyone, so the least he could do is respect you, at least while others are watching as well, and he can hate you as much as he wanted in private.

“Y/n-sensei!! are you okay?” asked Yuji in repeat,

but you didn't hear him untill he shook your shoulder gently. You were too focused on Gojo and Mei Mei.

“Hm? sorry?” you said waking up from your trance.

“Everything is fine sensei??”

“y-yeah I'm good–just um... I'll be right back”

You excused yourself from Yuji, Megumi and Maki to pour yourself a cup of water.

Both Gojo and Mei Mei started laughing loudly as you walked past them. The atmosphere was too insulting and unpleasant to stay still, especially that your students and even the principal Yaga noticed how your husband ignored you and shamelessly flirted with another woman, you felt embarrassed.

You walked to the school's kitchen to get a cup of water that might cool you down, away from them. You enjoyed the silence, but soon it was interrupted by Mei Mei,

“Oh you're here y/n”

You maintained your composure in front of her, taking a sip from your water.

“Yeah,..was kinda thirsty”

“Come on all of the boys left, we're left alone, all girlies!! come join us, this party was for you after all” she exclaimed, as she started dragging you with her.

“Nah I'm good, it's kinda late so I might just go home”

“Hah? go home to who? to an empty house? Gojo told me that both of you don't live in the same house!”

It's like getting slapped hard across the face! such thing should have been kept private, It's none of anyone's business to know if you're sleeping under the same roof as Gojo.

“He proved himself to be a jerk” you thought to yourself. You didn't know what to say, Gojo has already spilt everything out.

“LETS GO” she yelled, pulling you back to the common room with her. All the girls were there, Utahime , Nobara and Maki.

“our bride arrived, where have been hiding?” said Utahime.

You sat on the couch trying to find a comfortable position, your heart pounding with anxiety.

Out of nowhere Utahime spoke, “So y/n! tell us, is Gojo a good fuck??”

Your eyes widened in shock, first of all you don't have an answer for that since you obviously didn't have sex, second of all, it was too inappropriate to ask such thing.

You stuttered, as you were about to answer, “I- Um..”

But Mei Mei cut you off, swirling a strand of her hair between her fingers as she spoke, “Oh I'm sure he was, me and Gojo used to hook up a lot, and let me tell me, he's so damn good” she lied.

Air got caught up in your throat, clenching your fists, struggling to keep on a normal face not letting their provocations take the best of you.

“come on y/n don't be shy tell us!!” said Utahime insisting,

you forced a smile as you spoke politely , “excuse me but I don't think my personal life is up for discussion”

“but wh-”

“Dont push too hard Mei Mei, she's not comfortable to answer this, move on already geez” said Maki clearly pissed.

“Chill Maki, we just wanted to get to know each other on a personal level” said Utahime chuckling.

Maki rolled her eyes in annoyance, you wanted to say a lot of things or just punch them across the face, but it was useless, no matter how hard you try to defend yourself, thanks to Gojo everyone already discovered that your marriage is just on paper.

“Excuse me ladies, as you know tomorrow is my first day teaching so it's better if I rest at home” you said walking out,

“tch how boring” sighed Mei Mei.

Maki followed you “Sensei!! Y/n sensei!!”

“hm Maki?”

“Please ignore them, they feed on provoking others, so please don't focus too much on what they say” she reassured.

You smiled, softly patting her shoulder, “Thank you Maki, but don't worry I'm fine..really!”

•Time skip•

There he was standing in the school's garden, breathing the fresh air, enjoying the cold night breeze.

You were already frustrated and seeing him made it ten times worse. You rushed his way,

“The hell was that Satoru?” you yelled,

He turned around looking at you raising his eyebrow, he wasn't wearing his blindfold, “Ugh! you again, what do you want?”

“Don't you have any manners? casually speaking of private stuff, telling everyone that we don't live together and that our marriage is fake? Don't you know that some things should remain unspoken of, especially in front of strangers?”

He bursted into laugher, mockingly, “Oh the only stranger here is you y/n! now don't tell me you're jealous? Oh is it because I didn't fuck the shit out of that pussy of yours?”

“Hah, jealous?? you don't mean anything to me Satoru, and I'm not dying to have sex with you” you yelled back.

“Then why are you mad about it?”

“Stop spilling private shit out, especially if it includes me or my dignity” you threatened pointing your index finger at him.

He took a step closer to you, his giant frame sending shivers down your spine, eyes conveying threat and anger,

“A talentless, weak human like you can't tell me what to do, besides I didn't know you had any dignity. You're not-”

*SLAP*

You slapped him with all might and power in you. “FUCK YOU SATORU”.

He took it too far, humiliating you both with words and actions is something you would never accept. Even if you don't have any cursed techniques, you're still a human, who deserves to be treated with love and respect. He looked at you in disbelief, eyes widening, the sting of the slap reverberating through his senses. A moment of stunned silence followed, you glared at him one last time, then you left him standing there.

“I'll make you pay for this, y/n..” he promised.

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[sahisan]

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★ summary: kuronushi x fem!reader. cockwarming w kuronushi while he writes his poems.＾⁠3⁠＾⁠♪

☆ cw: nsfw. drabble. mention of reader wearing a kimono. cockwarming. nushi's being nice. 431 words.

☾ a/n: fun fact that the kanji 'nushi' in 'kuronushi' means 'lord' (живіть тепер з цим))).

kuronushi's hand dunks the tip of the brush into the small inkstone with the finest inazuman ink. his hand carefully writes kanji on a sheet of paper, and he seems completely unfazed by the fact that you've been cockwarming him for the last forty minutes or so.

as you're starting to writhe and buck your hips just the slightest bit, his other hand finds its way under the hem of your kimono, setting itself on your hip in a grip - pushing your hips back down onto his throbbing length, and you nearly moan, immediately trying to hush yourself, biting down onto your lower lip, face hiding in the crook of his neck.

"keep quiet, will you?" kuronushi coos into your ear with a sultry voice, hot breath against it's shell. the walls of your cunt nearly clench at how sensual his voice is. "can't have me making mistakes in my poems."

you whine. "nushi-i..."

"no." he stoically replies, then smirking. "i thought you agreed on this willingly, didn't you?" he says, and you can't continue arguing - he's simply stating the truth.

nushi's hand proceeds to move from your hip to the hair on the back of your head, fingers tangling in your soft locks as he grins and starts talking again. "you wanna cum, huh?" he makes a guess, knowing damn well that he's right - your cunt basically aches for him to finally fuck you properly.

your eyes light up, head inching up to look at him.

"y-yes!.. please, i want to cum so bad..." you whine yet again, only to be shushed by his finger that presses against your lips. his face comes dangerously close to yours, eyes burning into your soul.

"quiet." he says, tone of voice close to stern. his eyes watch as a pout appears on your face - he grins. "you're letting me finish this one poem, with no interruptions and sounds and i'm letting you cum." you almost yelp an agreement out, before his finger presses into your lips again. you stay silent. he smiles. "however, if you'll start writhing again - i'm starting another poem and you're sitting on my cock until i'm finished with another one. do we have a deal, hun?"

noticing that you're taking a bit more time to think, unfocused because of the feeling inside you, his other hand leaves the brush near the inkstone on the chabudai table, and finds your throbbing clit, gently pinching it - enough for you to snap out of your thoughts, whimpering a quiet "yes", lips parting.

kuronushi smirks, fingers picking up the brush again. "good girl."

[dreamauri]

i need more sub lando, i’m BEGGING

♪ — 𝗦𝗨𝗥𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗦𝗘 𝗦𝗨𝗥𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗦𝗘 sub! lando norris x dom! girlfriend! reader (fluff+smut) “. . . only way to fix bad behaviour is to teach a lesson.”

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"It's now, officially 9:30 pm." You turned your lock screen to the camera so they could see the digital watch. "I have to go feed the man hogging my bed." You rolled back in your chair to stand up.

"It's not hogging it if you're not using it." Lando argued, rolling on his back, watching you adjust your pants and brush your hoodie ( his, it's his hoodie you little thief ) into shape.

He hugged a pillow, watching you stick your tongue out at him as you walked out the room to the kitchen. Lando rolled back on his stomach, waving hi to the stream.

He looked at the door for a few minutes before getting up and sitting where you would. He bit his lips in excitement as he rocked qcloser to the monitors. "You guys wanna see pictures I have of Y/N?"

You walked back in the room only to find Lando sitting criss-cross, explaining stories from your shared adventures. You stood behind him, quietly eating through the nuggets and fries you were able to get together.

"And this one is from whe— excuse me." Lando was holding the photo for the camera, only to hide it when he noticed your presence. His eyes lit up seeing the plate of fried goods in your hands. The brit quickly opened his mouth, expecting you to feed him like you usually did.

He leaned forward to take a bite only for you to pull the nugget at the last second. Lando frowned up at you, while you chewed and checked on the speed chat. "I spoil you to much." You chuckling quietly. "Give me one!" "Say the magic word." "Y/N, I'm not four! I'm a grown man. Give me one." He whined.

You pulled your plate out of his reach when he tried to steal. Moving back only for him to turn and reach, ultimately falling back with the chair. You watched as Lando laid on the floor, accepting the embarrassing moment forever on the internet. "Just give me one, Y/N . . . please?"

He bit your fingers ( on purpose ) when you fed him. "Payback." He wigged his eyebrows to the camera as you sat on his lap to continue the stream. He sat quietly for the next half hour resting his chin on your shoulder, sneaking kisses on your jaw, cheek or neck.

Only when the clock struck 10:30 did Lando started to get more need and clingy. You had to end the stream because he wanted to take a shower but didn't want to let go of you.

He watched you in the bathroom mirror as you undressed, gently nuzzling in your neck from behind. "Lan, hun." "Hmm?" "You have to take off your pants. Don't shower with them on." "Mmmm . . . you take them off."

You rolled your eyes playfully, turning around his arms and unbuttoning his shirt and undoing his pants. "Baby. I'm in love with a baby." You teased-scolded, striping him naked. Lando only, tilted you chin up for a kiss.

A rough passionate kiss. He tried to push you back flush against the wall, his hands finding the skin of your hips with a desperate grip. He could feel the amused chuckle that slipped against his lips along with your fingers delicately trailing down his back and torso. Your hand eventually found his ass with a firm squeeze.

You felt him yelp and flinch against your touch. "Are we going to behave? You're not going to give me a hard time, right?" Lando stuttered a yes as you pushed him in the shower.

With the warm water running down his body, Lando squeezed his eyes shut while you warmed up up. Kisses and hickies marked his body with you pressing him into the wall and your hands re-exploring the skin of his flesh. "I wanna, Y/N." He whined feeling your hand trail closer to his crotch only to pull away last second.

"Be a good boy and stay still." You patted his chest gently, admiring the mess of purplish shapes covering his perfect skin. Lando sucked in a breath. The way you got down on your knees and took him in your mouth pulled an instant grunt from his lips.

Lando was quick to find ypur hair and attept to push you further down. He was only met with a spank to his ass, a jolt running up his spine. "You don't wanna get punished again, do you? I don't think your ass can handle another whip." Lando was quick to shake his hear and pull his hands away from you.

His breath cought in his throat once more witha broken moan upon feeling your lips wrap around him again. He knew the drill, stasstill and be vocal. It took everything in him to hold back the occasional back arching or involuntary thrust. He felt his body and heels grow warm, his back slumping and hand gripping onto the shower bar.

"L-love. I'm so close. S'close." He begged gripping his hair in frustration as his orgasm started to build up and up. You enjoyed this, looking up at him through your lashes. Lando was wrapped around your finger, moans falling from his mouth like a stream of waterfalls.

"No no, I want to cum." He whined feeling the cool air and warm water where your mouth should be. "Y/N stop teasing." He pleased, jolting with a gasp feeling you lick up his length slowly. "Oh— oh— I—I'm so close, my love." "Magic word?" "Fuck no. I'm a man." You laughed quietly shaking your head.

With one swift move, you and Lando were on the floor. With you ontop, Lando could only gasp and moan as you rode him. With his hands pinned above his head and body being littered with love bites and nibbles. "I've never seen a man so submissive. So weak. So marked and whiney. Are you man?" Lando shook his head quickly stuttering a no.

"Then what are you? A slut? You look like it to me. More like a pet. A needy puppy." "Y—your slut. Your dog." You giggled at his confession, pressing soft kisses to his jaw despite the rough pace. "Oh? You're being such a good boy right now? You want a reward? You want a treat?" You watched as he hugged your waist with desperate nods, his hips stuttering up to meet yours.

"You're going to have to ask nicely. Show me you can be good." "I'm so close . . . Please. Please let me cum. Please, mommy." You raised your eyebrows in surprise. "I've been bad I know. I'll make it up to you I promise. Please please." You could see his chest rise up and down quicker and his voice grow thinner in pitch.

"I'm so close, please please." Lando begged, little nails digging in your hips. "Wait a little more like a good boy." "I said please." He whined arching his chest up in yours, legs squirming as he mustered all his strength to hold back.

"You're not wearing a condom so wait." "Please, Y/N."

This went on for a few more moments before you reached your orgasm and pulling out. And on command, Lando was quick to succumb to his release as well. Deep breaths swelling in his chest as he calmed down slowly in your arms.

[prttykittes]

Hii i was wondering if you can write smt in which reader’s personality is similar to chii from chobits!!

⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ preferably nsfw if that’s oki, any char from bsd is fine by me!

꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ love your theme btw ！

I had to look up chii ! Is she from a hentai? (It said erotic on the wiki) Thank you for your compliment ! ꒰⁠⑅⁠ᵕ⁠༚⁠ᵕ⁠꒱⁠˖⁠♡

๑ Dazai, Atsushi, Mori x GN!reader [you/your]

— Synopsis:: you and your lover was doing romantically stuff and you and him decided to let loose and have some fun !

CW. Soft sex, awkward sex, first time, virginity loss, riding, pet names(sweetheart, spouse, hunny), smoking(Dazai), cock warming, protected sex, sex guiding, handjob(Dazai)

A/N :: chii from chobits, I had no idea what to do! @-@ I never saw chobits so sorry if this is bad! I had to add Mori in because Mori is one of my favorites, he is well written ! \⁠(⁠ϋ⁠)⁠/⁠♩- written by a minor. — no genitals expect from hole, this really isn't chii reader with her personality but eh

[MASTERLIST] — (⁠ʃ⁠ƪ⁠＾⁠3⁠＾⁠）works all of them !

DAZAI — (⁠♡⁠ω⁠♡⁠ ⁠)⁠ ⁠~⁠♪

Your chest was against his back. "dazai-kun!". You whined, he was blowing a smoke before you guys went to bed. You were on his back, he lets out a laugh. You roll off the bed, the floor meeting you. He continues to smoke as he continues to stare at you. "Eh?" He says before you go to him and put your face in his crotch. He blows out smoke before putting it in the ash tray, you rub your face in his crotch. "What are you doing?~" his voice playfully teasing you, you let out a sigh his body jolts and you lift up your head. "Dazai-kun!" You pout, he looks down between his legs. "Do you want to care of something~?" He says with a wide grin on his face, you tilt your head on confusion. Take care of something like a toy or an animal? You thought to yourself before nodding your head. "Take my pants off" he commands you, you nod and pull his pants until it's completely off his legs. "Now my underwear..." He says in a low voice, you lift up his underwear before you pull it down enough. His dick flops onto his stomach, you gasp as his penis stands up. "Woah" you poke at it, it twitches. "Wrap your hand around it~" he says, you nod and wrap your pretty hands around his shaft. "Mmh... Now up and down" he says, his voice was low. You nod your head and move your hand up and down. "Good job, sweetheart!" He pats your head, you smile and began to stroke faster. His praise wanted you to please him some more, your hands moving fastly. He moans and gently grips the back of your head, you stick out your tongue near his tip as you focused on pleasing him. He noticed your tongue out and began thinking about erotic thoughts about you giving him head, he shook it off because he thinks that you will gag. "Keep going, hunny" he pats your head and grabs your wrist, you take that as a sign to go faster. Some of his liquids drool down into your hand, some seconds later your whole hand was covered. "Woah" you say as some of his pre-cum was still drooling out, he groaned and his head was thrown back. "Fuck—" you continued to go faster until his dick twitches and his white cream goes all over your face. You take a lick of his tasty goodness, you want some more of his cream.

ATSUSHI — ╰⁠(⁠⸝⁠⸝⁠⸝⁠´⁠꒳⁠`⁠⸝⁠⸝⁠⸝⁠)⁠╯

You were both sitting down next to each other, he was blushing and his face was turn away from yours. He had wanted to lose his virginity with you but you were both awkward with each other. "Atsushi-kun?" You said his name and he flinched and yelp. "Gah! Yes {name}?!" He smiled at you, his hand holding yours. "Are you ready?" You poke his nose, he nods his nod and smiles before sighing. "Yeah, just I don't know what to do!" He said, you make an "O" face before smiling. "Me too! I am sure we can do it together!" You smile and hug him, he blushes and nods his head as well. "Okay!" He blushed and smiles, you get on the floor. Your hands are in his pants, you look up at him. You pull down his pants and his underwear, his dick flops onto your face. "Hehe!" You let out some giggles, he grabs you by the arm and lays you down on the bed. Your legs on his shoulder, you smile and you bring your fingers down to your hole. He blushes while he looks at your actions, he bites his lower lip. "Go ahead!" He nods his head while aiming at your entrance. He entered, your hole clenches around his dick. His dick twitches at the sudden warmth, you bite your lip. "AHh!" He almost falls on you but he manages to catch himself and he puts his face in your neck. He waits until you get comfortable then he began to move inside of you. "Keep moving!" You say and he nods his head, his movements never stop. His dick twitches before you can feel him filling you up.

MORI — ლ⁠(⁠・⁠﹏⁠・⁠ლ⁠)

"Mori!" You cried before you rest your head on his lap, he continued to write in his workpaper before he smiled and patted your head. "Ah! {Name} chan!" He smiled and lifted your face to meet his before he kisses your forehead. "Mori San" you place your head in his crotch, he smiles and pats your head. "Come sit on my lap, hunny!" He pats his lap, you smile and turn around before flopping down on his lap. "Garh" he grunts slightly before wrapping his arms around your waist, you smile and bounce on his lap. He ruffles your hair before going back to work, you got a bit bored so began rocking back and forth. "Mmh... Sweetheart can you stand up for a second?" You turn to face him and smile. You stand him while standing up you can hear a sound of a zipper. You feel his hands around your hips as he carefully and slowly puts you on something. "Huh?" You feel something filling you up. You twitch and in result you feel his thing twitch as well. "Just sit still and look cute, my dear!" He kisses your temple, he continues to work as you warm his cock until he decides to finish you off.

[earlysunshines]

have we met before?

myoui mina x fem!reader ; fluff, angst

synopsis: you and mina are destined to meet in every universe, it’s fate, it’s inevitable—but that doesn’t mean the circumstances are always ideal for the two of you.

warnings: mentions of food

wc: 5.5k

♫⋆｡♪ ₊˚♬

a/n: based on those silly little drawings on tiktok that also have my heart screaming and crying bc they're so cute but sad for no reason like stop pls you're just a silly little stick man why am i sobbing

“do you think we know each other in every universe?” you ask in a small voice, almost a whisper.

mina turns her head to face you, you’re still looking up at the ceiling, breathing slowly. “what kind of question is that?” mina responds, laughing lowly from the sudden inquiry.

“i don’t know, I saw it online,” you start, turning to meet her gaze—squishing your cheek against the mattress in the process. “something about people meeting in other lives and universes, it was pretty interesting.” you add sleepily.

mina’s arm moves to settle down on your shoulder while you lay on the bed facing each other. you look at her with a tired, warm gaze through weighted eyelids. mina softly drags her knuckles over your skin, it makes you sigh contentedly.

“so what do you think?” you press again.

mina just smiles at you and uses her fingers to push loose, messy hair away from your face. you hum groggily in response and lean into her touch.

“i’d hope so.” mina murmurs, looking at your drowsy state.

she takes a moment to fully take in your presence, then presses a kiss against your forehead.

“me too.” you agree, resting your hand over her knuckles.

in this universe mina has just moved into the city, relishing the beautiful, new environment as she strolls around the area.

there’s a couple to her right across the street. they hold hands and swing them gently while they laugh and gaze at each other lovingly—mina smiles at the sight.

mina spots a small restaurant from her peripheral vision, something about the plants growing around it catches her eye, as well as the simple design and lights in the front. she walks towards it, fixing her loose, gray shirt.

she watches a woman step out the restaurant, and that woman is remarkably appealing. the woman kneels down to pet the calico cat that sits in front of the calatheas plant, the woman’s thumb rubs the top of its head, earning a pleased purr.

the woman fetches a small can of water, quickly tending to the plants by watering them, and inspecting them a bit after.

mina makes her way over and catches the attention of the waitress in the apron—the same woman who had tended to the plants. She turns and smiles immediately at mina, setting the can down and greeting her.

“hi, can i help you?” she asks. the woman’s voice is enchanting, it’s soft and welcoming.

mina nods then eyes the rest of the restaurant, it’s quite cozy.

“yes, do you serve lunch?” mina asks.

“yes ma’am, come on in, i can find a seat for you. it’s not too busy at the moment.” the woman says, urging mina to follow her, “there’s only our regulars here at the moment, many empty seats for a lovely lady like you.” mina’s lips curve upward from the unexpected compliment.

the woman leads her to a little table near the window, a small pot occupies it and it holds a healthy-looking fern in it. the waitress hands the menu over to her with both hands—which mina accepts gracefully.

“i’m y/n,” you start, “i’ll be your waitress. i’ll be back in a couple of minutes, take your time.”

what a wonderful name.

when you return, mina has picked out what she would like to order. you approach the table with your signature grin—one mina finds very captivating, sweet, and cute. she has trouble keeping her eyes off your lips for a moment.

“ready to order miss?”

“yes. may i have a bowl of the glass noodles?” mina asks. you nod and started to write on the small notepad in your hand.

“yes ma’am, anything else?”

“green tea would be great.”

“alright. by the way, the glass noodles come with a side dish, any protein on the menu-“ you point to the protein options on the menu with your pen, “there.”

mina reads through the options: salmon, tuna, mushrooms, tofu, chicken, beef, shrimp, and pork.

“what would you recommend?” mina questions, making you think to yourself for a bit.

“my favorites are the tofu, it’s seasoned very well. you can never go wrong with tuna or salmon either, but those are just my preferences. all the protein choices are wonderful.”

“i’ll take the tofu then.”

“alright. so, japchae with a side of tofu and some green tea for the pretty lady in the corner.” you say as you charmingly smile at mina, “will that be all?”

mina giggles at your boldness, nodding. “do you always flirt with customers?”

“only the pretty ones that catch my eye—you’re the first to do so.” you admit.

“i’m flattered, y/n.” mina responds. you smile brightly from how she uses your name, and because she’s tolerant of your stupid flirting.

You giggle. “your order will be ready in a bit. i’ll make sure to pull at the chefs strings to have it out as quick as possible.” you say, “anything to satisfy the lovely lady.”

mina laughs at your comment then rests her chin on her palm. “thanks waiter.”

you arrive ten minutes later and snap mina out of her daydreaming, she’s been staring at the window and watching the people of the city pass by. she could get quite comfortable knowing that a lovely waiter is within a one-mile radius.

“your japchae and tofu, as well as your tea.” you beam, setting down her hot tea and meal.

mina smiles and the aroma of the food pleases her senses, so does the waiter’s delightful presence. the food smells wonderful, it looks delicious too. you nod at her before scurrying to help out the group of elderly men at the other side of the restaurant, they pat your shoulder and make you giggle. seems like your presence is something that everyone is fond of.

as you swiftly run a hand through your tousled hair, the lines of your face come into sharper focus, accentuating your features. the black apron around your waist becomes slightly taut as you tighten it, giving mina a glimpse of your punctilious nature. you reach for a soft rag and press it firmly against the worn wooden surface. the tendons in your forearm flex with each wipe, they’re quite toned.

mina's gaze lingers on your arm, drawn to the dainty tattoo adorning your wrist. it’s a subtle flower-like design, its colors blending seamlessly with your skin—mina thinks it’s cute.

but it's not just your appearance that intrigues her. there's something intangible about you, an inexplicable familiarity that fogs up her mind. in the short span of thirty minutes, you’ve managed to create a tranquil atmosphere around her with the help of your dorky charm.

it's as if you have a unique ability to make her feel instantly at home, even though she can't recall ever meeting you before. the way you carry yourself so casually, the kindness and warmth that radiate from you, all contribute to this puzzling connection she feels.

you hand mina the check after she finishes up, the price is not bad at all. you grab her bowl, small plate, and tea cup, balancing them effortlessly on one hand.

“can i pay with cash?”

“of course, let me put these dishes in the back. you can pay up at the register since it’s cash.” you respond, departing temporarily.

mina shuffles through her purse and pulls out a few bills, making sure to tip you generously for your wonderful service and lovely charm. she walks over to the register, you’re behind the counter with a strand of hair falling over your face and tapping at the screen.

“your total is fifteen hundred yen.” you say. mina hands you twenty-five hundred, making you raise your brows in surprise.

“i liked your service.” mina shrugs, bashfully avoiding eye contact. she puts her wallet back into her purse, and explains, “i just moved into the city, i’m really glad i ran into someone as sweet as you on my first day.”

you grin and feel a warmth spread across your cheeks, “is that so? i’m glad. i hope you like it here, i’d love for you to visit again. i wouldn’t complain if a beauty like you were a regular.”

mina’s lips turn, it’s hard for her to make eye contact with you. a small laugh leaves your lips as you take the money she had slid across the counter, carefully handling it then placing fifteen hundred yen in the register, and putting a thousand in the tip jar.

you beam at her again, “thank you, have a great day miss.”

“it’s mina.” she corrects politely, “my name is mina.”

“pretty name. fits you.” you respond, ears growing pink. mina laughs and waves at you with a gummy smile—it’s adorable and you want to see it again and again. butterflies flutter in your stomach from the sight of it. the elegant woman with the cute beauty marks walks towards the door, and as you sense this fleeting moment, your eyes search frantically for something that’ll have mina trudging back in the future.

spotting a pen and napkin nearby, you swiftly reach out, snatching them up in your trembling hand and scribbling a string of numbers on it.

mina steps outside and takes in the scenery of the restaurant, it fits the lovely, calm neighborhood that it occupies.

“wait! mina!” a voice calls out. she turns and spots you, rushing out the door and settling yourself in front of her.

you hand her the napkin you scribbled on. “this is my number, i’d love to get to know you more.” you say timidly as mina takes the dainty piece of paper.

“you’re cute.” mina boldly states, laughing softly, “this place isn’t far from my apartment, and the food is good. there might be a new regular here soon.”

“perfect.” you hum.

“thank you for the food, i’ll see you again.”

“see you, mina.”

a tender silence envelops both of you as you exchange a knowing glance, the unspoken connection blooming with a newfound sweetness. something about mina seems oddly familiar, weirdly comforting—you’re not one to flirt so easily, but the words had just spewed out your mouth every time you talked to her.

you wonder: maybe you know her in another universe, you remember hearing about that theory from one of the elderly customers. maybe you’re good friends someplace else—maybe more.

in another universe, a complex web of fate had merged your brother, jun, with mina—a princess from a kingdom that held tensions with your own. their marriage seemed to hold the promise of easing the strained relations between the two kingdoms.

jun, the epitome of the stereotypical prince, perfectly fit into the mold. women swooned over him and he possessed the necessary “princely” skills, he seemed to have it all. however, beneath his "charming” exterior lay a massive ego, pissy attitude, and a small, smooth, and pathetic brain. he carried himself as superior to you, despite his cowardice and controversial morals.

as for yourself, in this royal universe, you were less recognized compared to your stingy brother, but still held a significant position. while you may have lacked certain attributes expected from a princess, it honestly mattered very little since you weren’t in line to inherit the throne (you didn’t like the thought of all that work anyway, so you were relieved.)

a generous freedom was granted to you, which allowed you to develop an intellect that your brother desperately needed, and a great personality compared to the prick of a prince. admittedly, you possessed a prominent physical beauty, attracting numerous suitors, but they often drew back after realizing you weren’t just a stupid, submissive woman who they could boss and fuck around with.

you had first seen mina at the altar while she was getting married to your brother—a fate so cruel it makes you want to object, especially only hearing that she’s a soft-spoken, kind soul—according to your father.

something about her seemed oddly familiar, even as you watched from afar. she turned towards you only once, and you made eye contact in that brief moment. your brows creased when your heart recognized her, yearning for an odd reason. she turned back to face jun and you ignored the sensation in your chest, figuring that the feeling in your heart might’ve been the sorrow you had for this newlywed: princess mina.

you never have dinner at the same time as your brother, so you’ve never had dinner with the new addition to your kingdom. though this changes when jun is sent away for the night (for whatever “princely” reason, you don’t know, and neither do you care.)

you’re seated across from your brother’s wife, and this is the first time you’ve seen her up close and in person. she’s beautiful.

you find yourself captivated by mina's ethereal beauty, unable to tear your eyes away from her radiant presence. every curve and line of her face is a testament to perfection, leaving you marveling in awe.

mina’s features are more than attractive, they’re perfect—no painter could ever capture the full glow of her visuals. her lips look so soft, the way her silky, dark hair effortlessly flows down her shoulders makes you yearn to run your fingers through them, losing yourself in their silky texture. as she gracefully picks up a piece of salmon, the way she chews it delicately, you can't help but be captivated by her composure and grace—damn, you think, she even eats elegantly.

when mina’s eyes meet yours, you shyly look away at the strangely flustering eye contact, feeling nervous for whatever reason.

most women would feel a bit insecure, self-conscious, and maybe even intimidated in your situation. however, all you feel is an unspeakable attraction from your brother’s wife, which has got to be messy.

It gets messier when mina looks at you while you avoid eye contact, and you quickly pretend to be busy by gracefully picking up a piece of salmon and chewing it like a princess should (because mina is right in front of you).

mina observes you, her eyes filled with a deep curiosity while she tries to sneak subtle glances. it's evident that she recognizes the resemblance between you and your brother, but you’re definitely the better-looking sibling. her gaze lingers on the white ribbon holding half your hair up, rendering you even more fascinating in her eyes. stray strands of hair gently frame your face, and as you tuck them behind your ear, her eyes follow the movement with a mixture of awe and allure.

though you and mina have never engaged in conversation, the inscrutable (homosexual) tension between you two is undeniable, as if you were destined to meet.

“is there something on my face?” mina asks, voice soft and wow, even her voice is beautiful. she tilts her head when she catches you stealing a glance.

“oh, no, sorry.” you respond politely, “i just, um, noticed your beauty marks. they’re pretty.”

(you don’t know why you chose to compliment her now and here when you’re alone in this dining room and the tension is prominent—are you trying to embarrass yourself?)

“thank you, y/n was it?” the sound of your name being articulated by that delicate voice of hers is enough to have your cheeks burning.

“yeah, y/n.”

“you’re quite pretty too.”

you smile and poke at your salmon, “thank you.”

two weeks from that dinner, you find yourself meeting with her and spending more time with the lovely princess since her own joke of a husband can’t do so. mina was never fond of jun anyway, he boasted too much, and you were much more pleasing to the eye—and her heart.

you lead mina around the castle, holding her hand and dragging her to the large library in the east wing. you ramble about the books you’ve read, cheeks flushing lightly when you go on a tangent about romance novels. when you stop gushing about books out of fear of boring her, she urges you to go on, giving you that signature grin that makes your heart leap.

a few weeks after that moment in the library, mina finds herself situated in your own bedroom. it’s a large room, fit for a princess like you. the room smells like peaches and is tidy for the most part, though books clutter some spaces and it honestly feeds mina’s growing interest in you.

the ribbon in your hair is worked at with your slim fingers and your locks are let down with a swift motion of the fabric. you run a hand through your hair and lead mina to your bed, grabbing her hand and urging her to sit down next to you.

mina sits down and you hum, softly while you lean against the headboard of the bed.

“are you tired?” mina asks, and you shake your head.

“not really.”

“it’s quite late.”

“perhaps.” you say, turning over to face her. “you know, speaking of sleep. i’ve been having dreams about you.”

mina raises her brows and giggles, “really now?”

you hum, “yeah, it’s a flash of different scenes, different lives.”

“sounds interesting.”

“mhm.” you sigh, looking from the mole on mina’s nose to her lips. “we always end up meeting. do you think we know each other in every life? like, maybe there’s other universes where we’re… maybe we’re best friends in another kingdom, or maybe we’re commoners.”

“that’s a possibility. you read a lot of books, maybe they’re creating that fantasy world up in that brain of yours.” mina teases, subconsciously scooting closer to you.

your gaze stills on her face, you stay silent for a moment and mina grows flustered as you travel across her features with your look. your hand moves over to brush a strand of hair away from her face, and your thumb rubs against her soft, delicate skin—just below her left eye.

“an eyelash was there.” you say, and her cheek grows noticeably warm from the contact of your thumb on her skin.

“i had this one dream, you know…” you start, moving your thumb along her cheek and tracing the side of her face with your pointer. you lean a bit closer, and mina does too, she stares at your plump, soft, peachy lips. “we were really close, like this.” you practically whisper, voice lowering as you mumble.

“yeah?” mina asks, leaning closer. now both of you are staring at each other’s lips, bodies reeling in closer as if there were a string of desire pulling your hearts closer to each other.

mina tilts her head and her eyelids start to shut, you mirror her action and do the same. her cold fingers find your cheek and softly caress your skin, pulling you in closer for a kiss.

her lips are as soft as they look, warm against your own despite the chill of her fingers on your face—though they seem to burn into you the deeper the kiss grows. the locking of lips is dangerous, especially with mina seeing as she’s married to your brother and all. the two of you know everything will have to be behind closed doors, love can be difficult.

mina pulls away with lidded eyes and you whine in response.

“did we do that in your dream?”

“yeah, a few times.”

“déjà vu i guess,” mina murmurs against your lips, “i’ve had the same dreams,” she admits before sliding her hand down to your neck, gently gripping your hair and twirling it around her finger. she kisses you again, your lips recognize the feeling.

in this universe you’re on the way back to the ice rink. you’ve forgotten your bag filled with your shoulder pads and gloves.

you check the locker room and there’s nothing, but you do spot momo’s unlocked locker. knowing the clumsy, forgetful teammate, she had probably rushed out after getting a call from that sana girl she’s been talking to. the swooning lesbian had most likely left the building in a second, you’re using that against her for sure.

“where is it…” you grumble, wandering around the locker room and shuffling through every corner.

a sigh leaves your lips and you head out to the rink, it has to be there if it’s not in the locker rooms; otherwise, you’re completely fucked and your wallet might come to life just to kill you if you don’t find that dumb bag.

you step into the rink area, your face getting hit with the cold air of the room. the issue at hand is completely disregarded when your gaze lands on a figure gracefully gliding across the ice, her presence seemingly ethereal. her movements are an intricate dance on the frozen surface beneath, each glide harmoniously transitioning into the next. you’re captivated to say the least.

her body glides effortlessly, proof of her unquestionable talent. with every spiraling twirl and soaring leap, she effortlessly keeps your attention on her, you’re enamored. her skate blades etch intricate patterns into the ice, similar to the way yours hack at the ice when you speed through players to score a point during your scrimmages.

the woman stops and her eyes meet yours, making you redirect your attention elsewhere, reminding you of the reason why you’re even back here past practice hours.

she skates towards the gate that leads out the rink and you quickly walk away, scanning the seats for your blue bag. it has to be here somewhere; you prayit’s there.

your prayers were answered—a blue bag is spotted on one of the benches with the same shoulder pads you had used earlier, you let out a sigh of relief.

when you make your way back towards the door back to the lobby, you’re face-to-face with the same woman who had been skating—she had been the only other person here besides you at this hour, further emphasizing her devotion to her art.

she examines you carefully. your hair is still disheveled and your nose is also pink from the practice you had earlier. you’re wearing a comfy-looking navy hoodie, as well as matching, baggy sweatpants—though maybe a slightly darker shade. the blue bag is held over your shoulder, sitting along your back while you carry it.

mina swears she recognizes you, the messy hair that falls over your face and that dorky, awkward smile you shoot her is strangely familiar. maybe she’s met you at this rink before, that’s probably the case.

“sorry, did i interrupt you?” you pry, scared to have disrupted her elegant performance.

“no, not at all.” she responds. you look her up and down, eyeing the full black outfit she wears briefly before meeting her soft eyes and appealing features. you pause for a brief moment when you see the two recognizable beauty marks: one above her top lip and the other on her nose.

“have we met before?” you ask, curious as to why there’s a weird understanding from her.

“i don’t know, maybe we have.”

“you seem very familiar, i can’t put my finger on it.” you mumble, brows furrowing lightly.

“i- i thought that too.”

you put out a hand, “i’m y/n.”

mina reciprocates the gesture and puts her hand in yours—a strangely perfect fit, as if her hand has been there before.

“mina.” she says, staring at your hands making contact.

“do you always practice at this rink?” you question, interested as to how you’ve missed someone as eye-catching as her.

mina nods. “i usually practice later or in the early mornings.”

“that’s why i haven’t seen you around.” you hum, “i practice during late afternoons.”

“are you a hockey player?”

“yup.” you respond proudly, shooting a grin that makes the figure skaters own lips turn. you shove your hand in your pocket and find your phone, checking the time. “i’ll leave you to your practice, you skate beautifully by the way.”

mina smiles and you contemplate whether you should pry and find out more of her schedule just from seeing the curve of her pretty lips. “i’ll see you y/n, hope we run into each other again.”

“likewise. have a great night mina.”

“you too.”

you’re a lucky woman, very, very lucky.

you run into the beautiful figure skater two days later, and then two days after that, and somehow you’re running to her after every other practice.

quick conversation and small talk is exchanged between the short periods of time that you see each other, a friendship blossoms quickly.

mina, with her quiet demeanor, has always been reserved, even around her own coach and most people she interacts with. however, something about your presence makes her feel instantly at ease—as if you’ve known each other for years. your charm effortlessly melts her tension away, creating a comfortable atmosphere where she’s no longer limited to her usual three-word responses.

beyond her enchanting beauty on the ice, mina's personality shines in its own unique way. her lovely features are undeniably captivating, but it's the tenderness in her remarks and descriptions of her day that truly warms your heart. each word she utters, spoken in her soft and honeyed voice, forms an urge to know more about mina.

not even a month later, the two of you find yourselves in a small diner sitting across from each other.

your cheek is in your palm while you listen to mina go on about her recent fixations and interests—one being the legos that she had finally bought after eyeing for two months. you find yourself laughing at the way she talks about the plastic building pieces with such passion and excitement, your smile growing wider with each remark from the divine woman in front of you.

mina goes on about her dream of being a professional figure skater, that it’s been her dream since she was a litte girl. she even admits that she’d love to travel to other countries to train and learn more, she’s fond of foreign training programs. the success she craves inspires you, and soon after you exchange your own dreams of being in one of the big league hockey teams. you give mina a little background on yourself, explaining that you lived in canada for half your life, which also happens to be the same place where you started becoming infatuated with hockey. mina nods in awe, listening with intent.

the two of you ramble and laugh and smile and blush—it makes the two of you so amazingly giddy.

the date is cliché, something out of a movie: dinner with a beautiful woman, paying for her meal, and then driving her home—before she leaves, you kiss her cheek—she blushes and kisses you on the lips, leaving you in the car with a flushed face and a dangerously quick heart rate.

most of your relationships in the past—if not all, have been quite rocky after a couple of months, but that’s not the case with mina.

there’s a simple understanding between you two, as if you already know each other’s likes and dislikes by heart. you’re accustomed to mina’s mood swings and troubles, always being there if she needed a shoulder to lean on. there was a silent understanding, and mina was glad that she had you. mina is understanding when you explain your past and the difficulties of pursuing a hockey career, and once you’re done shedding a few tears you exchange your first “i love you’s.”

it's safe to say that being with mina has been the best time of your life, not even a year has passed by and she’s had you swooning more than momo had been when she first got with sana. you’re hooked, you’re in love.

there’s nothing that could break you and mina up, not with the wonderful communication and understanding of boundaries. you two were perfect for each other, there was no way anything could hinder the relationship.

“can we talk?” you and mina say together, surprised that you said it at the same time with the same uneasy tone.

“you go first.” you urge, mina shakes her head.

“no, you go.” she responds. you laugh to calm your nerves, to ease your worries, to stop the tears that start to well in your eyes, it works temporarily—but mina can sense the tension in the air, and it’s frightening.

you inhale, then exhale slowly.

“i was scouted, they want me in one of the best training facilities and teams in canada.” you croak out, a lump forming in your throat after you speak. mina purses her lip and you can tell she tries to stop herself from crying, closing her eyes and turning her head downwards.

“y/n,” she says, voice shaky, “they… they want me training in korea.”

you blink and tears spill, rolling down your face.

“i think you should take it, mina.” you say heartbreakingly, “you’re very talented, i know it would get you far. it’s your dream, i know how much you liked the training over in korea.”

“i think you should take,“ mina cuts herself off with a sniffle, “you should go to canada.”

the two of you aren’t lying, wanting the others to achieve their own dream, but the inevitable product is the two of you parting. that’s the last thing you want.

if you had known that you would’ve met mina earlier, she would’ve been your dream, you’d give up everything for her and mina would do the same for you. however, these offers are something that the two of you have been longing for, and even if your hearts may shatter by taking up these opportunities, the two of you know it has to be your choices.

you pull mina into your arms, a bittersweet embrace. her tears stain your t-shirt, yours seem to stain hers as well.

“i’m sorry.” mina cries.

“don’t,” you sob, “it’s okay, we’ll be okay.” you add, though you’re unsure yourself.

the distance is impossible, and it’s already difficult to spend more than three hours a day with each other now, so thinking of how it would be while you’re thousands of kilometers apart has you holding onto mina tighter, knowing that you’ll have to let her go.

your flight leaves in less than two hours, and you still have to go through baggage as well as security.

a tear slips down your cheek as you hold onto mina, you don’t want to let go, you can’t, but you have to.

you two had a long talk filled with tears and runny noses about how this would go down, and you decided to spend the last few days together, savoring and cherishing the last moments of each other’s presence. sure, the two of you could see each other now and then, but it would be too hard to keep a long-distance relationship going when your schedules are full and your bodies are tired. the time difference doesn’t help either. it just won’t work out, no matter what obstacle you tried to work around, it was evident that this wasn’t going to cut it with the new circumstances.

so you two decided to do what was necessary: break up.

mina pulls away with tears spilling down her face, she’s wearing the sweater you gifted her on her birthday. it makes you sniffle.

“i’m going to miss you.” you say in between tears, “too much.”

“me too.” she says. her nose is red, eyes pink, and her bottom lip quivers.

“i’m sorry, i’m so sorry, i wish we could-“

“y/n, i love you. i want you to achieve this dream.” mina cuts you off, “i’m willing to let you go for it to happen.”

“i’ll love you forever.” you cry, “whatever happens, there’s always a space in my heart for you. when you make it to the big screen, i’ll cheer for you. promise”

mina closes her eyes and wipes her tears, “and I’ll do the same. god, y/n… i love you so much.”

“don’t say that, please my nose is getting stuffy,” you say, trying to lighten the mood. your voice cracks, it’s shaky. “i promise in another universe or something like that, everything will work out, and we won’t have distance keeping us apart. in every life i swear mina, i swear i’ll find you, we’ll meet and we don’t have to part like this and- fuck, god i can’t do this.”

mina laughs, it’s not out of amusement. she’s going to miss your dorky little rambling. “you’ve been watching too many marvel movies.”

“stop that,” you sigh, smiling in between tears. “but I swear, I will.”

“is that a promise?”

“yes mina, yes.”

mina smiles again before tip-toeing to kiss you, you get the faint taste of her salty tears. the kiss is quite long, both of you not wanting to pull away, not wanting to part.

your hand lingers on mina’s cheek, it’s soft on her skin, she melts into your touch one last time.

“i love you always.” mina says, using her own thumb to wipe away your damp, pink cheek.

“me too.” you rasp, “always and forever.”

[kairiscorner]

HEARME OUT 🌼

ive been seeing fics about bad boy x good girl

and i've been seeing novels about hockey players x nerd

YOU ALREADY KNOW WHO I HAVE IN MIND HAHAH ♪(´ε｀*)

he has shitty grades despite being an athletic star so reader tutors him

ITS REALLY SPECIFIC BUT OH YM GO smth abt the bad boy x good girl dynamic does SOMETHING to me ( ≧ᗜ≦)

oH MY GOD ,,, YES PLEASE. LOWKEY WANNA MAKE THIS A SERIES LIKE THE COLLEGE MIGGY ONE HEHEHHEHEHEHEHHE

soccer captain!bad boy!miguel o'hara x nerdy!fem!reader (part 1...?)

the clock mounted on the library wall behind you endlessly ticked all monotonously and rhythmically, ticking you off even more as you tapped your foot against the floorboards impatiently. you knew he was going to have practice after school for an hour and a half, his coach confirmed it with you when you asked–but where the hell was he? you sighed as you shut the book whose contents you were studying closed and began to fix your things and leave–that was, until a loud slam was heard from across the library, which the librarian gave a disgruntled 'shush' for, and the boy of the hour (and the past few) was finally here.

he was all sweaty, his dark, curly locks sweeping over his forehead as he walked over to you and pulled a chair up; slumping into it with a thump, angering the library's patrons and the librarian themselves. you frowned and crinkled your eyebrows at the lack of manners this boy had, and his lack of tact for you taking precious hours out of your day was annoying you beyond belief. "you're late." you reminded him as you folded your arms over your chest. miguel merely chuckled and sat back in his chair. "so what? i'm here now, aren't i?" you grumbled at his cocky response and shook your head gently.

you opened up the book you were reviewing earlier, and before you could even begin to speak, the minute you looked over at miguel, he was napping. with a huff and a look of frustration, you shut the book closed again and leaned over across the table—smacking the top of his head with the book. he mumbled in pain and furrowed his eyebrows at you, looking pissed. "what was that for?" he asked you in a grumble. you opened the book again and reread a few passages. "to wake your lazy ass up." you answered nonchalantly, without even looking up at him. miguel folded his arms over his chest and raised an eyebrow at you. "just so you know, i'm carrying the whole school's soccer team by myself—i'm far from lazy." "in soccer, you might not be, but in terms of... academics..." you trailed off, purposefully making miguel knit his eyebrows together again and making him grumble and lean back into his chair. "just don't act like you're any better than me, which you aren't, dork." he mumbled to you as you took a pen and began writing down some notes. "i'm doing no such thing, you himbo of a jock." you replied to him with a little quip.

though as you were writing, miguel's bigger hand wrapped itself around your wrist, prompting you to look up from the book and papers you were holding and up at his hazel brown eyes. they looked soft, maybe a little... bright, even? wait, why were you even noticing these things, you hardly ever spoke to him—the main reason you were even in the same space as this usually loud, crass, crude jock was because he was in a rough position with his grades. his coach suggested you tutor him after school to keep his act together, or else he'd be off the team entirely; what you weren't expecting was him touching you randomly, this wasn't in the agreement. "what?" "thanks... for doing this for me." he muttered to you, looking into your eyes all sweetly; but you weren't falling for it, you knew he had a reputation for making other people swoon for him effortlessly with his words, if he wanted something else from you, he should just say it directly now. "it's not for you, it's extra credit, which i'll be needing eventually." you correct him as you pull away. miguel chuckled at your response. "extra credit? you already tire the teachers too much with all your babbling in class and being bossy in group projects." "success doesn't come easily, o'hara." "oh, trust me... i know." he said with a light smirk as he stared up at you as he propped his chin up on his folded arms on the table.

you whacked his head with the papers this time, and he grumbled again in frustration at how unfunny this whole shtick was becoming to him. the librarian shushed you two as a second warning, and you leaned in close to him to teach him the lessons he missed wasn't listening to because he was busy napping in class in a hushed voice; though you worried he was focusing on... other things while you were teaching him. what kinds of things? oh, you'll see for yourself eventually.

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[fictoculus]

as a cyno fan, i really loved your work "they're crying... but why" aaaaaa can i request for another cyno x reader one where cyno cried and theres reader who tried to comfort him? thanks a lot!

౨ৎ crying hcs; reverse comfort...

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A/N... thanks so much for the request, i'm glad you liked my writing! i was slightly confused by your prompt (which isn't your fault dw ^^) so i decided to do heacanons with how you (reader) would comfort him and how he would act when upset rather than reasons why he's crying, i hope that's ok ♡

♪ it's very rare for cyno to let you see him when he cries, so when he's stood infront of you, shoulders slumped over and shaking, your heart ached.

♪ the two of you would stand for a moment, you being frozen with shock, cyno being too embarrassed to mutter a word. only when he starts to break down more do you snap yourself out of it, holding your arms out for him to lean into your chest; which he did.

♪ he seemed almost timid when he entered your arms, hiding his face in your chest, but not wrapping himself around you. instead, he stood with his arms stiff at his sides, his head buried in your shirt.

♪ you, however, do hold him, squeezing him slightly and rubbing circles on his back, whispering sweet nothings in his ear as he let out choked sobs.

"you're ok, shhh, everything's gonna be ok..." "i love you... so much" "just let it all out, love, cry as much as you need"

♪ eventually, he does calm down, his breathing evening out, his shoulders no longer trembling under your touch. his face is still pressed into your chest though, and you can feel the dampness of his tears against you. you didn't mind, of course, but cyno made sure to apologise once he pulled away, wiping his face with his hands and sighing deeply

"i'm- sorry about that... i think i'm going to head back out, there are some things i need to finish up..." "no, stay"

♪ you'd insist, keeping a firm grip on his wrist as he tried to walk away; there's no way in teyvat that you'd let him keep working when he'd come to you crying.

♪ pulling him back towards you, you rest your hands on his shoulders, scanning his face for any signs of discomfort before kissing his nose. a few stray tears began to roll down his cheeks, but you kissed them away before he had the chance to wipe them away himself.

"you looked so... so broken when you came in, cyno. i can't let you go back out there when you're this upset... so please, stay?"

♪ he sighs, nodding meekly and looking into your eyes, seeing only a look of pure adoration...

"don't- don't look at me like that..." "like what?" "like that" "love, i think you're going to have to be more specific i-" "[name]" "alright, alright, i'm sorry"

♪ you apologise, stiiffling your laugh as you slide your hands down from his shoulders, intertwining your fingers with his. gently, you pull him behind you, taking the two of you to the bedroom where you'd cuddle until the sun sets.

♪ cuddles with cyno are more comforting and more cozy than any rainy evening, or any hot chocolate, or book, or candle; archons, it was better than all of those combined. the way he hugs you is just perfect, and he looks so pretty with his hair all in his face. you love his bedhead, being able to tuck stray hairs behind his ear is the thing you looks forward to every morning.

♪ however, because your poor boyfriend was upset, and probably feeling quite vulnerable, you decided to be the one holding him; wrapping your arms around his waist and pulling him into you, nestling your face in his hair and taking in his scent. he was quite flustered, to say the least, thinking you weren't aware of his flushed pink cheeks, or the way he jolted slightly when he felt your hands snaking around him.

"is this ok?" "... yes, just, don't let go, 'kay?" "i won't, i promise... get some sleep, love, you can tell me all about it tomorrow" "goodnight, [name], i love you" "i love you, cyno, sleep well"

♪ and with that, you kiss him goodnight, shuffling around slightly to find the perfect position, pulling the covers up so that they're just below cyno's nose, making sure he was comfortable before you let yourself drift off to sleep...

thanks for reading ♡ want to read more? my requests are OPEN, so please feel free to let me know what you'd like me to write next!

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[kamidukki]

[AKNK] Berrien’s Daily Life Memories [BOX vol. 3]

Sadness into strength

Phew… Ha… !!

Hh, ha…

Fuh…

Everyone, are you watching? I, who couldn't even handle a weapon well in the past... can fight a little now.

All this... I do so that I won't lose any more of the people important to me.

The sadness of losing everyone, my fellow member of devil butlers... It made me stronger.

Even if I say this now... I don't think it will be any consolation to those of you who have passed away...

Please watch over me as I grow up.

I will continue to fight to protect those I care about.

I will not let any more people die like you...

The fun of an expedition

Phew...

Even though it was a request from the nobles... it's not easy to go on an expedition deep into the forest. My legs have grown tired.

Well then...

Shall I have lunch around here then?

(chuckles)

I'm really looking forward to it, because Lono-kun made me a lunch box ♪

There are two boxes. In the big box is a sandwich quiche... In the small box... Oh, is it an apple pie?

(chuckles)

As expected of Lono-kun. He knows that I always make tea even when I'm on an expedition... This is perfect for tea cakes.

Well, I will quickly boil the water and prepare the tea leaves... After lunch... I’ll have an early tea time ♪

Next time I’ll invite the Master, we can have a picnic with everyone.

Piling-up memories

Phew...

I've made it through the day without a hitch.

Let's write in the diary and get some rest. Let’s see, what happened today was... The Master came here... And then, we had this conversation...

(chuckles)

Just remembering it makes me smile.

I can record the happy events of the day in my diary like this...

I am... feeling very happy now.

Even I think that I smile more than before myself...

(chuckles)

It’s all thanks to the Master.

May you have a pleasant dream

Master...?

Could it be that you have trouble sleeping?

[Yes.]

Is that so... I see. There are days like that, aren't there?

Then I will hold your hand until you fall asleep. It is said that human warmth makes it easier to fall asleep. Now, if you'll excuse me...

How do you like it? When I hold your hand like this, my mind naturally calms down...

Calm down...

Well...

Oh, that's strange...

It's more like my heart is beating faster...

At this rate, Master won't be able to sleep... I'll calm down a bit.

(breathes in, breathes out)

... Good. I've managed to calm down.

Once again... good night, Master.

(smiles) I hope you have pleasant dreams tonight.

The people I must protect

[Child: (crying)]

Hmm? The little boy is crying... Um, what's wrong?

[Child: Ugh... ugh... guh... I can’t find Mummy...]

I see... It seems he has gotten separated from his mother…

I understand. Then let's look for your mother together. My name is Berrien. We'll find your mother soon.

[Child: Soon... really?]

Yes, I'm sure. So there's nothing to worry about. Oh, yes. I bought some madeleine in the shop over there, if you like. Eat them and cheer up.

[Child: Yes… thank you…]

-A little while after that-

……………..

[Child: And so, and so! Mummy baked me a very big cake!]

I see. It was a wonderful birthday.

[Child: And then... oh, there's Mum!]

[Woman: Ah...! I've finally found you... Where have you been all this time?]

[Child: Well... this big brother helped me look for you! He also gave me some delicious sweets! I’m full from eating a lot of them!]

[Woman: Oh, I see... I'm sorry, my child has caused you some troubles...]

No, no such thing. Thanks to that, I had a wonderful time too. /smiles

(It's always nice to hear about happy families.)

(What we are here to protect… This scene is a reaffirmation of its value.)

After-bath Berrien

Phew... That was nice bath. I'm sure I'll sleep well tonight. But before that...

As a butler, I have to take good care of myself after the bath. First...

Wipe my wet hair gently and thoroughly... And take good care of the skin, just as Flure-kun told me.

Finally, clean the changing rooms for the next person.

Now I feel refreshed in body and mind.

I think I'll have a good dream tonight ♪

Post-send-off Berrien

Well, see you later, Master.

[I'm off, Berrien]

...

Phew... they're gone.

I'm sad, but there's no time to feel down.

I must record what happened with master today. Well...

(chuckles) Now I have a better understanding of the Master. In this way, I can improve the quality of my service, even if it's just a little bit each day.

Now... the next thing I need to do is...

I'll brew some new tea... and continue my research into angels.

Sunset promise

One day at dusk... I climbed up to the watchtower... Belian was there, watching the sunset.

Oh? Master, you've returned. My apologies. The beautiful sunset was beautiful so I ended up gazing...

(chuckles) It really is a beautiful world, isn't it? Hard to believe that it’s being destroyed by angels...

No matter what sacrifices we make... we must protect this beautiful world.

But... how much longer must we fight?

How many more sacrifices must we make?

Maybe... the day when the sacrifices we've made will be rewarded... may never come...

[I will fight with you to the end]

...! Master...

[I promise]

That's right... it's true, we have Master...

My deepest apologies. I ended up becoming weak-willed. Fu fu... I can't help but get sentimental when I see the sunset.

But, Master. Your words have given me courage.

Thank you.

And I promise you too.

I swear on this sunset that I will, without fail, always protect you.

[imagine-horizons]

Surgeon of Death: Doll Edition I

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 trafalgar d. law xf!siren warnings: suggestive themes, mention of psychological abuse, death of an enemy, minors dni

------------------------------------------------------------- ♪ Now Playing: Dolls - Bella Poarch ♪ "Think that you can play with me, you better watch your back The last thing that you'll hear will be my laugh" --------------------------------------------------------------

[Flashback...]

Money, power, order - and the ability to render objects like you helpless.

Yes. You were merely an object. You were born with crystal blue eyes that seem to stare right through a person, dissecting them from the inside out. If you had been born with royal blood, or came from a lineage like the Celestial Dragons, you would be in a very different situation. But with Siren blood coursing through you, you had been placed under the "guardianship" of the faceless masters of the City - for your own protection and everyone else. At least that's what they told you.

You were conditioned to please - a vicious cycle where you craved the praise of the faceless masters, feared their rebuke and toxic words that would seemed to lessen when they nodded their approval when you did what they asked of you. Whether it was changing your looks, forcing yourself to speak in a specific frequency and volume, adjusting your movements, the faceless masters demanded perfection from you abusing your powers to get what they wanted.

Law's ability revealed the reason why you could never escape from the masters. He saw you when he approached the faceless master’s private dining area of the restaurant, and you were silently standing next to his seated place. Patrons pretended not to look but would flash side glances to see what was happening. When Law spoke , You lifted your head and your blue eyes met his piercing gaze, and before anyone could say anything, Law held out his hand, palm down. "Room." A blue sphere surrounded the company in his vicinity and there was a hushed murmur of surprise from those within the space, as the world outside remained unaware. Red ribbons suddenly appeared on you, entangling and restricting you, all converging to the enemy's wrist. "Shambles." You watched as your master was scattered into different pieces, and with a flick of his katana, Law had freed you from your invisible chains.

[End Flashback] You found yourself stepping onto a familiar port - there was some unfinished business as the faceless masters' influence continued to reach to neighboring islands. You never thought you would return to your torturous past - the Captain had promised he would never let that happen when he saved you 6 months ago. But as the Polar Tang surfaced, and docked just outside the dreaded city walls, he saw your worried expression and smirked. "I told ya that you would never return by yourself." As he walked past you, he placed a hand on your head and gently ruffled your hair. "Come on, we got a score to settle. Keep up."

You were like his shadow, silently eliminating his enemies to make a path for him. But when he needed you, you used your innate abilities to hypnotize the enemy to divulge everything they knew to Law, or even forcing them to hand over weapons, keys, and maps. You became one of the most dangerous members of the Heart Pirates, but his most reliable.

Why? Because you did it on your own accord. Whether it was obligation, love, loyalty, you hadn't decided what it was yet. But you would not let anything come to harm your captain and your crewmates.

So when you saw your faceless master again, they did not recognize you. You were stronger, and confidence now exuded you. They let their guard down as they let you get close, and finally - the knife to their throat snapped them back to reality, breaking the enchantment you set on them.

[Flashback]

"Why did you let them live?" You whispered. You were sitting on the deck of the Polar Tang - they would submerge into the depths soon, but Law asked Bepo to hold off so to let you enjoy the open ocean. It had been years since you were saw beyond the city walls.

"Sometimes death is too easy," Law replied softly, his eyes looking over the horizon, as your eyes flickered to the tattooed letters on his hand. "Don't-ya wanna prove a point one day?"

[End Flashback]

Law smirked as a sea of bodies lay at his feet, proud of your quick handiwork - the faceless master horrified at the sight of you and the scene of their best fighters and soldiers lying still before them. "She's come a long way don't ya think? Yet you chose to break her down until she felt nothing - a lifeless doll." In a blink of an eye, there was a flash of blue, and Law was suddenly in front of your former master. With a single word, he held their heart in his hand. "It's alot more fun when dolls come to life."

.....

Law walked back towards you, your former master's crumpled body behind him. "Let's get out of here," he mumbled. As he ushered you into the other direction, you reached out and grabbed the edge of his hoodie, stopping him in his tracks. He turned around to look down at you with his steel grey eyes.

It took you a long time after he rescued you for you to find your voice, for your personality to come out, and for you to start showing your emotions. But after revisiting your past, the unsettling feeling of whether or not you had done everything right bubbled up inside of you. "Captain... I... " Your words trailed off remembering what Law had said when you first settled into his crew: “your worth should never be measured by a single person's approval.” But his next actions and words made you realize something: You wanted his approval and his attention - not because you didn't know your worth, but because you craved his approval and attention. Law placed a hand on your head and ruffled your hair, with a smirk that sent a shiver down your spine.

"That's my girl."

Author's Note: Thanks for reading! More to come in this playlist series, I'm already thinking of my next playlist series featuring a certain warlord ;)

[yuff7e]

Hiiiii! I wanted to ask if you could write Elliot x bookworm reader hc’s? He’s my husband in every farm I have, my beloved fr.

Hru today and who’s your favorite sdv character and spouse??

✧˖°. ⭐️ 𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐌 𝐒/𝐎 🍎 ✧˖°.

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐮𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

heya juiceedapplee !! i’m great, how are you ?? my favorite sdv spouse would also be elliot because he’s my spouse too !! but my favorite character would be emily, because she’s so me fr !! hope you enjoy this cute one-shot w headcanons :) ఌ︎

♬♪ -> lıllılı.ıllı.ılılıı

when elliot first noticed your shared interest in books, he was immediately captivated by you. the new farmer, a fellow bookworm? it seemed too good to be true! determined to get to know you, he listened eagerly to the whispers of the town. people talked about seeing you immersed in a book during breaks from your farm work, leaning against a tree, lost in the deep pages.

he would pass by you frequently, too shy to say anything but would still have a lingering gaze on you - trying to decipher what books you would read and what style of writing you liked depending on what author you were reading from. eventually, he got enough courage to walk up and maintain conversation. and you were actually quite pleasant!

he was drawn in by your calm nature, how you grasped the sides of the book gently with a soft gaze staring into his. since you were a farmer he was quite surprised by your mellow personality, which intrigued him even further. you both shared common interests with certain authors and specific genres - which only made you both closer.

overtime, you two became a couple. he moved into your farmhouse, eager to assist you with your farm work, although he quickly realized you were already a pro at it. living together, he had the opportunity to explore your extensive collection of books; from farming guides and cooking tips to sci-fi, romance, comedy, and everything in-between. it was clear to him that he was in the perfect place.

“dear, it’s quite late. would you like to come to bed?” he called out from the bedroom while you were in the kitchen, meticulously following a breakfast recipe from scratch to save time in the morning. “just a second! i’m almost done with this!” you replied, flipping the pancake over on the pan and tossing it into a small, ziplock baggy.

after finishing up, you made your way into the shared bedroom you and elliot occupied. with a tired smile, you stripped yourself of your clothes and quickly changed into your pajamas; throwing yourself onto the bed. “i’m so tired.” you groaned, throwing a hand across elliot’s covered stomach, signaling for cuddle time. “would you like to cuddle, love?” he chuckled, shimmying his way closer to you.

“yes please.” you replied, wrapping your arms around his neck as he pushes his chest up against yours - reveling in eachothers warmth. “you’re so warm, i could fall asleep any second.” you remarked, a drowsy smile playing on your lips. “you’re always quite beautiful when you’re tired.” he said, causing a blush to creep up your cheeks. “mhm, well, you���re not so bad yourself.” you reply, returning his smile. he leans in, placing a gentle kiss on your lips, his hand tracing a path from your cheek down to the side of your neck.

˗ˏˋ ✨ 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 ✨´ˎ˗

— he’s so grateful to be with someone that also shares his interest in books, genuinely

— he thinks you’re 10x more attractive with a book in your hand, and even more attractive when you’re reading; your brows furrowed, lips slightly parted, face relaxed…

— he loves to cuddle up with you and read together, picking out different books at the museum is one of his favorite activities! knowing he’ll be going home to cuddle up with you once more.

— he’s so attentive to your interests and likes picking out books that he thinks you might like, along with recommending a few of his favorite authors and writers.

— if you read to him before he goes to bed he’ll sleep like a baby, not kidding.

— when he goes on a few of his trips he definitely snags a few books every now and then to come and bring them home to you!

— if you share the same favorite authors he’d marry you on the spot, first day of talking.

— of course, he did marry you; and he’s extremely happy!

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 : 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍

[fishhawish]

hellooo good day to you ! :D

i've read your cheater Diluc x vindictive Reader but i was hoping you could do this but this time with ayato cheating on reader with chiori. i want reader realising he is cheating from her oldest child.

you can ignore this if you're not ok with it !! stay safe~

(ps. if you have anon emojis, may i be 🌸 anon?)

Awe thank you<3 ofc 🌸 Anon! I don't have them but You can be my first. Also sorry for long response, stay safe as well!

I'm currently still also mad at chiori because I didn't get her sword on weapon banner and I wanted it for albedo so perfect lol.

And sorry it's short I have no motivation rn.

♪

Perfidiousness • Ayato x Reader

Angst with some comfort

Tw: cheating, manipulation, toxic relationship, slight misogyny, divorced parents (lmk if I missed anything)

At night winters in Inazuma can get quite chilly. And even chillier in your marriage with Kamisato Ayato. Despite being next to him at night, the bed still felt cold unlike how it used to be. The once attentive and doting man began to neglect your relationship. The beautiful Chiori designed sleep wear being the only thing to warm you. The beautiful pattern in the colors that you loved detailed the high quality fabric elegantly.

Sooner than later, even those luxurious items of clothing couldn't keep you warm when you saw your eldest daughter coming back with a sickened expression, but refusal to answer. "Sweetie what's wrong?" Your voice gently calls out to her as she whips around and shakes her head frantically. "Are you feeling unwell?" Worry in your tone. "Please do not worry, I just happened to see a dead cat when I went for a stroll" she responds trying to hide the panic.

You could see through the lies of hers. "Oh my, I'll send Thoma to give it a proper burial. Is that okay dear?" You said as you put your hand on her shoulder to comfort her. "Yes, that will be appreciated." Your daughter said walking off. After she left You peer though the open crack on the door to see Ayato assisting and giving chiori his goodbyes before she left for the night. He paid her to make you a custom garment for your anniversary.

Something look quite off about the two giving each other their goodbyes. It seemed.. unprofessional. Perhaps more, close? You decided to ignore it. Your daughter looked at you from the corner of the hallway hoping you noticed her father's affair with the fashion designer. She looked guilty, looking down at the ground. Contemplating wether she should tell you about his affair or not. 'Maybe You already knew and is ignoring it?" She thought.

The next morning she called out to you. Her voice ringing in your ears as you turn your attention to her. "Yes dear?" You said, voice bearly above a whisper as you smile at her sweetly. "There's something you should know.. Have You seen Father and Miss Chiori recently?" She looked worried. You nodded in response. "Do you know what's going on between them?" She asked nervously watching you shake your head 'no'.

She looked even more nervous. "I believe Father is having an affair with Miss Chiori.." she watched your expressions, which although looked sad it didn't change too much. "That's okay, she can't replace me." You tell her, a surprised expression evidence on her facial features. "You're not going to leave Father?" she said. "It'll take me a lot more than just an affair to leave him, after all I won't give up being his wife. He can have his affair all he wants, but I won't divorce him." You looked confidently at her.

"But why?" She said distressed. "I have my reasons" You replied softly while hugging her. She was about to cry. She didn't understand the reasoning for which why you would ever stay with Ayato if he's cheating. "If I divorce him, It'll ruin your little sibling's family lives, and it'll take away my power in Inazuma." You look away from her smiling softly before releasing her from the hug.

She looked up at you, slightly hurt but understanding. "Are you sure?" She whispered as you nodded. "I'm positive" You said nonchalantly. "Thank You, I will be returning to my corridor. I love you." She looked at the ground sounding defeated. "I love you too sweetie" you said before returning to your current task. The day goes by and ends quickly.

Day by day, you see Chiori with your husband. Her giving you backhanded compliments, at some point your daughter even almost snapped at her and started yelling at her. Your Husband constantly getting onto your daughter for her behaviors. At some point you'll have to stop him from getting angry and yelling. And yet you watch Him cheat on You with Chiori every day. And she's blissfully unaware.

[yuuuuuuslazy]

.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ.⁠·⁠´⁠¯⁠` Changes

Itoshi sae x FEMreader

(image not mine. Credit to original owner)

Genre : fluff

Warnings : none

Please enjoy~ feedback, likes and reposts are appreciated

••••••••••••••••♪••••••••••••••••♪

He hopes, all of this will never change.

"All of this?"

The way your hair moved slightly die to the wind; the way your eyes light up with joy whenever you talk about the things you like; the way a small smile makes it way to his lips when you talk about your day to him; and how you're always there for him..

He was 16 when he fell in love with you.

The night you reunited with him at your neighborhood park when you went out for a walk was 4years after he left for Spain to go after his dream, leaving the feelings for you behind. You still kept in contact nonetheless. All the little gifts he'd send you were all kept in a box stored safely under your bed. He never actually had a girlfriend these past four years nor has he slept with anyone, because he wants to save himself for you knowing you're not in a relationship. Parts of him wished that you thought of him the way he thought of you during cold and lonely nights.

And maybe you did

You'll never forget the hue on his cheeks and a small bouquet of flowers in his hands when he asked you out. He was expecting you to reject him but you didn't. He malfunctioned when you said yes and snapped out of his own thoughts after your lips touched his cheeks.

He'd do everything for you, and only you

Soon after your graduated university, you moved to Spain with sae. You get to see him everyday and you liked it. Sometimes he's all moody and snappy after practice and says stuff to you which you knew he didn't mean. Well, it was nothing offensive most of the time. You'd leave him be and go about your work until he gently crawls in bed at night thinking you're asleep, putting his arms around you to pull you just a bit closer and whispering apologize for not spending time with you after being gone for the whole day.

He loves you the most and you know that. He'd never give you up for the world.

He's shy, not very affectionate and straightforward but the little things he does still bring butterflies to your tummy like back hugging you when you make breakfast; giving you a kiss before he leaves for practice early in the morning; remember your little habits such where you like your things put.

He always remembers your favourite snacks for food and remembers to bring some for you if he happens to leave practice early.

You feel so lucky to have him love you as his special girl. But even the itoshi sae gets insecure. He wonders :

Are you tired of him never being around?

Are you okay with him kicking around a ball all day?

What if you feel neglected and lonely then leave him?

What if you meet a guy who's better and always there for you?

These thoughts of losing you scared him and stopped him from getting sleep as he stares at you in his arms, snuggling into his bare chest.

But it's also the nights where he's the little scoop. He'll lay on your chest while you play with his hair and tell him about how much you love him and that you'll never leave him; where you ease his insecurities.

He's happy his life has you in it. And he knows he'll never fall for another girl; because nobody can love him like you do.

From when he got down and one knee to pledge eternal love for you with a beautiful diamond ring on the balcony of his penthouse to now : a mini copy of sae and the actual sae running after each other while you gently rub your little baby bump that's carrying your soon to be babygirl. He left when you were 18 but will always be here for you now until forever and after. You couldn't imagine a more peaceful life than this. The smile on your husbands face that's only reserved for his family. You’re 99.9% sure that your daughter is just gonna look like sae as a girl (you kinda want a mini version of yourself tho)

He loved you when he was 16; he still does now that he's 30; and he will till he day he takes his last breath. Tell the young sae he's gonna marry and have kids with you and you'll probably get an eye roll.

He can't imagine a life without you. What if he was never blessed with meeting you? He wouldn't want that. Well, you're his now and he intends to keep you with him forever. He'll apologize for his mistakes and talk things out with you instead of fighting. Your first fight with him, he saw the tears from your eyes about to fall and it broke his heart. After that you never fought again.

He fell for you. Hard. And he glad he did <3 he can only be himself and not get judged when he's with you, because he knows you love him so.

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Taking requests for sae stories~since I can’t write too much about other characters bc I’m in love w sae and only sae.

[hanjicore]

♬♩♪♩ Love song

genre: fluff

pairing: chan x gn!reader

author's note: chan is cute! i had this idea and loved it

Chan is your crush, he’s a talented producer, a good singer, and a really pretty boy. 

Today you’re going to visit his dorm, which he shares with his bandmates. When you arrive, Changbin opens the door for you. You greet him and ask for Chan.  

“He’s in his bedroom. I’ll guide you,” he says, letting you enter.

The boy shows you the way and you knock on the door. “Chan?” you call him. You can hear his footsteps. He opens the door and immediately gives you a big hug, making your cheeks turn red.

“Hi, Y/N! Please come in!” he says, giving you space to enter his bedroom. As you enter, you see a very organized room. You didn’t know, but he cleaned his room because of you. You stay still beside his desk looking at every detail of his room. “You can sit on the bed,” he says, snapping you out of your trance. You do as he said, hugging a pillow. 

You're kind of embarrassed. It’s not the first time you’ve been to his dorm, but it’s the first time you've entered his bedroom. He sits at your side with his laptop.

“So, let’s watch the movie?” he asks.

The movie! You’re so nervous you forgot you planned to watch a movie with Chan.

“Yes!” you answer. 

“I’ll take some snacks in the kitchen, wait a minute,” he says, getting up.

When he’s back, his hands are full of snacks like chocolate bars, cookies, and Doritos. He sits at your side again, putting the snacks on your lap. Chan puts his laptop on the bed after starting the movie. You watch it together, eating and talking about some scenes. 

After the movie ends, your head rests on his shoulder and his head on yours. You wish that this moment could last forever.

“That was a great movie,” he broke the silence. “Did you like it?”

“Yes, the ending was perfect,” you reply.

“Now it’s time to clean up this mess,” he says pointing at all the snack packages on the bed. “Let me throw them away.” 

While he goes to the kitchen to throw all the mess, you go to the bathroom to wash your hands, which are stained orange from eating Doritos.

When you go back to Chan’s bedroom, he’s already there, sitting in the same spot as before. You sit with him. He’s fidgeting with his fingers looking at his laptop. You know this means he’s deeply immersed in thought. 

“It’s everything ok, Chan?” you ask, moving closer to him.

“Yeah, I just…” he clears his throat. “Need to show you something.” 

“Sure. Show me,” you say.

He opens the music software he uses. “Listen close,” Chan says before pressing the start button.

Sweet music starts. The lyrics are about loving someone and wanting them. It’s an amazing song, made with his soul as if he poured all of his feelings into it.

“It’s beautiful, Chan. I loved it,” you say with a big smile on your face when the music ended.

However, he keeps looking at you with no reaction. Your smile turns into a confused expression.

“You didn’t understand,” he sighs, looking at his laptop now. “Or you’re rejecting me?”

Your mouth opens in surprise. Rejecting him? You would never do that! Wait…

It’s then that you finally understand. The music is for you! He’s confessing through a song! Chan is really cute.

You gently caress one of his hands and say, “Chan? I’m not rejecting you. I love you!” 

He’s looking at you again, this time smiling. He holds your face with both hands and gives you a quick kiss.

“I love you so much, baby,” Chan says before giving you another kiss, a longer one this time.