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delusionalwriter02 · 2 months

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helloooooo

i love your insta series! could you make ranpo’s gf p.2? my obsession with him is just 🥹

Insta as Ranpo's GF p.2

a/n : hey love! thank you so much for your request, Ranpo is one of my favorite in BSD so LETS GO

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Yn_theoneandonly : he's a BABY

Yosanugirl : why is he hiding ????

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : we had dinner, he said my cooking was GOOD, he ATE THE WHOLE PLATE and now it's 2am and I found him in the corner with TAKEOUT

↳ Yosanurgirl : ...... why are you mad ?

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : because there is leftovers and this child decide it's better to ORDER

↳ Ranthebestpo : BUT I WAS HUNGRY

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : THEN EAT MY DAMN FOOD THAT I COOK WITH SO MUCH LOVE THAT IMMA STRANGLE YOU WITH IT

↳ Yosanurgirl : well it's my time to leave, i'll leave you to it Ranpo, hope you don't die

↳ Ranthebestpo : my sweet and dear and adorable little pancake please understand me, I was craving so hard those noddles

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : I MADE NODDLES FOR DINNER

↳ Ranthebestpo : but I didn't crave YOUR noodles

↳ Daze_i : for somebody SO intelligent, you're a real idiot, IT WAS THE MOMENT TO TELL HER YOU LOVED HER NOODLES BUT YOU WANTED TO SAVE THEM FOR TOMORROW AT WORK ???? SO HER COOKING BRING YOU STRENGTH AND ALL THIS SHIT

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : YOU SHUT UP AND YOU RANPO YOU'RE ON SEX BAN FOR THE REST OF THE MONTH

↳ Ranthebestpo : WHAT

↳ Daze_i : can't save you now friend, good luck soldier, you didn't shine but you'll die with dignity

↳ Yn_theoneandonlt : I SAID SHUT THE FUCK UP DAZAI

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Yn_theoneandonly : at least somebody likes my cooking @.Yosanurgirl

Yosanurgirl : he's a fool for not treating you like the goddess you are

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : 100% agree

↳ Ranthebestpo : you know I can see those comments right ...?

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : GOOD

↳ Ranthebestpo : dearrr i'm sorry for last night, I LOVE your cooking but the craving was so strong, I couldn't resist

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : you SHOULD CRAVE MINE

↳ Ranthebestpo : BUT I CRAVE YOU

↳ Gintonic : right now buddy ? in front of everybody ?

↳ Ranthebestpo : THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : so you don't crave me ?

↳ Ranthebestpo : THATS NOT WHAT I MEANT EITHER yes I crave you so hard and your cooking too but last night I didn't

↳ Daze_i : Ranpo I swear shut up, you're digging your grave

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : yes you are

↳ Ranthebestpo : AM I REALLY PUT ON A SEX BAN FOR NODDLES ???????????????

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : yes you are

↳ Ranthebestpo : LIFE.IS.NOT.FAIR

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Yn_theoneandonly : Karl always been a better deal anyway

p0e : he's the best, a real gentlemen

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : he's much more elegant than some peoples I will not name

↳ Yosanurgirl : Karllll I want a flower too

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : no. only me. right Karl ?

↳ p0e : you do realize he can't respond ?

↳ Yosanurgirl : I don't care let me live my dream

Ranthebestpo : NO THAT'S TOO MUCH ONLY I CAN GIVE FLOWERS TO MY GIRLFRIEND

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : I don't belong to anybody

↳ Ranthebestpo : I didn't say anything for the sex ban, I never reacted when strangers offered you drink because at least we made economy but RIGHT NOW IT'S TOO MUCH, FLOWERS IS SOMETHING PERSONAL

↳ Yosanurgirl : well you DID said something for the sex ban

↳ Ranthebestpo : STOP RIGHT NOW, MY GIRL IS MY GIRL and I certainly won't let a RACCOON STEAL MY GIRLFRIEND

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : I repeat, I DON'T belong to ANYONE

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : and Ranpo if you're that mad, OFFER ME FLOWERS ??????? YOU DID IT ONCE

↳ Yosanurgirl : you're a loser

↳ Ranthebestpo : FINE tonight I will offer you the greatest night of your life, the sexban WILL BE REMOVED AND WE'LL STOP THIS COMEDY

↳ Daze_i : wow, I never saw him THAT invested

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Yn_theoneandonly : I fear 5 months of economy went into this trip

Gintonic : and all of that for a sexban

↳ KunikiDA : It's really not the reason, he actually planned it during the last 4 months I think ?

↳ Gintonic : REALLY ??

↳ Daze_i : yeah he was like "whats the best restaurant, the best hotel, what can you do in Paris ?" nonstop

↳ Gintonic : that's actually really cute

↳ Daze_i : for such an important demand, he did things right

↳ KunikiDA : Yes, it was strange seeing him like that

↳ Yosanurgirl : A DEMAND ????? HE'S ASKING HER TO ?????

↳ Yosanurgirl : OMG MY BABIES WILL MAKE MORE BABIES THAT WILL HAVE THE SAME NICKNAMES

↳ Gintonic : that's such a strange way to say it

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Yn_theoneandonly : call me Mrs.Edogawa

Yosanurgirl : CONGRATS MY GIRL

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE IT HE TOLD ME HE PLANNED IT FOR 4 MONTHS ??????

↳ Yosanurgirl : AND WE THOUGHT HE WAS JUST MAD LMFAO

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : I'M SO DAMN HAPPY OMG I CANT EVEN FIND THE WORDS

↳ Yosanurgirl : I CANT WAIT TO PREPARE THE WEDDING AND THEN WE'LL CHOOSE YOUR WEDDING DRESS

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : it's a damn dream like what did I do to deserve SUCH A MAN

↳ Ranthebestpo : just being you is enough my love

↳ Gintonic : so cheesy but adorable

Daze_i : CONGRAT MY BOY YOU DID IT

Hey! I love writing proposals I think I did it in almost all of the part.2, hope you liked it ? Thank you so much for your request!

with love <3

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point-8 · 1 year

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YOU BEING DRUNK FEAT: childe, zhongli, diluc

CHILDE

childe had just gotten back from a longgg work trip

and what'd know! he brought back some expensive ass wine, and you thought you'd treat yourself to some

well one glass turned into two, then four, and here you are seven glasses in and you weren't doing so good

ontop of that wine, you had also been enjoying a few shots of firewater that childe brought back from his visit home

so the surprise on childe's face when he walks in and finds you draped over the coffee table with the whole bottle of wine in hand, he can connect the dots

probably laugh at you

when you're slurring your words, he'll mock you and do the cheek-pulling thing "i have the groceries!" childe had just gotten home after his late-night trip to the grocery store in order to pick up a few things for tomorrow's breakfast. "oh!" he stood in the kitchen noticing the empty firewater container and the wine bottle in your hand, and he couldn't hold it in anymore and just fucking starts giggling and cackling. "what have you gotten into dear y.n!" he drops off the brown bag he was carrying in his hand to come to your aid, but instead of words you let out lazy mumbles and sniffles. "ill get a cold rag, stay here" just as he was getting up, he heard the start of more sniffling that turned into you bawling your eyes out. "do--on't leaVe" your voice was cracking and you were sniffling in between words, but he still understood you. in fact, he thought it was quite cute when you were drunk and just let your mouth have no filter(in private ofc). "im here y.n, im here" you simply just laid in his arms drooling on him as you passed out by his legs. childe may or may not have taken a few pictures with his camera, he'll show you in the morning. he soon moved you to your bed, where you awoke the next morning with the worst headache and hangover sickness. you could only recall half of what happened last night, but you knew once childe heard you stirring awake, he'd come and tease you about it, and you were right. "i never knew you were so clingy!" he said as you both sat at the table, you eating cereal with messy hair and dark under eyes. "you know you should get drunk more often!" you weren't in the mood for his teasing and laughing so early in the morning, so you simply just shot him a glare and he smiled as he talked about his work trip and just how happy he was to be home.

ZHONGLI

he'd honestly probably lecture you the morning after

he just wants to keep you safe (maybe idk)

but, he knows just how to take care of you, and makes sure that the hangover the next morning won't be that bad

still kind of annoyed at you though

but it was ventis birthday today, and wherever venti was, alcohol was

so you and zhongli showed up to celebrate of course!

and no surprise, you got drunk, so now zhongli has to drag you back home and take care of you. he noticed how you started acting loose as the night went on. being flushed, clumsy and touchy, a little too much for his tastes. so now, he just needed to get you home. "y.n, i think it's time we need to go." you were talking with kaeya, venti, and childe about memories from the past years, so not wanting to leave you tried to bargain with him "just 10 more minutes, kay?" cocktail in hand, you gave him a smile...yea you were drunk. "y.n, let's go you can call them in the morning." you let out an annoyed groan, not wanting to leave yet. "mr. zhongli! here, you can go home and ill drive y.n home in an hour! they'll be back twelve sharp sir!" it's not that zhongli didn't trust you, there was just a dangerous aspect seeing how 3/4 of the people here were already drunk out of there minds. and all the people who'd be willing to take you home were drunk. "thanks for the offer ajax, but i think y.n needs to head home. they have work in the morning." did you? nope. but zhongli thought as long as you're drunk, you'd believe him. and what'd you know! he was right. "well, i can call in sick rightttt" you were now leaning on zhongli, arms wrapped around his broad shoulders, trying to persuade him into letting one of your friends drive you home. "and plus! it's venti's birthday, one day wouldn't hurt liii" the nickname caught him by surprise, but he wasn't letting you off that easy. "i hope you know i'm not above dragging you out of here y.n." you frowned and turned to venti, giving him the cocktail you'd been holding. "bye guys..." you frowned intensely hoping zhongli would see that and let you stay, nope. you guys got in the car and you just started fuck bawling your eyes out. "AUHUHUHUH *sniff* UHUHAHU" you were throwing a whole fit in the passenger set of your boyfriend's car "YOU'RE SO MEANN AUHUHAHA" kicking and screaming just like a child, it was funny to zhongli causing him to smirk a bit. the fit kept on until you guys were halfway home, and when zhongli pulled into the driveway, you were fast asleep (or passed out) on your own lap. folded over. he wonder how you could sleep like that. but regardless he carried you into the bed and took off your shoes, and clothes, and placed you into your pajamas. then just tucked you in. he enjoyed moments where he could find the time to just take care of you, even if it meant having to lecture you in the morning about throwing fits and getting drunk on a tuesday night, but that could wait. instead, he got a rag and cooled down your flushed face, then left a glass of water for you to drink. "fuck...." you woke up, hair in an absolute mess, nose stuffy, and fucking thirsty. and zhongli heard you as you stirred awake and came to your aid. "this is what happens when you get drunk." he opened the bottle of nausea medicine on his bedside table and gave you one. you were very lucky to have him. "you know, getting drunk can lead to multiple brain....." he started to lecture you, it'd become his habit.

DILUC

he's had to deal with multiple drunk clients, so naturally, he's veryy good at it

but still gets kind of annoyed with you for doing it, like bro wtf?

and you did it, right in front of him too. in his own tavern. in public

well lets just say you and kaeya got into a drinking game, diluc knew you had some self-control, but that self-control gets washed away with kaeya.

and he was right

you guys are about to pass you, burping and nauseated but still pushing the limits.

diluc didn't even take a good look at you until now.

your face is basically tomato red and laughing along with kaeya

he blames the whole thing on kaeya "one more round pleaseeeee" you say, laughing right afterward with kaeya. diluc turns to face you, and let's just say he's not the happiest. "..kaeya leave." kaeya laughs it off, then grabs your arm to continue your drinking game somewhere else. well, that was until diluc intervened. grabbing your other arm "y.n, you're staying here until i'm done. i'll talk with you later." you turned to kaeya for help with the now very angry diluc. and kaeya was no help, just waving you off as he left in search of a new tavern to push the limits. "eat these." he pushed crackers your way and kept on dealing with knights and what-not around the tavern. you were surprised venti wasn't there that night. if so then you'd be able to have a free way of stealing wine from behind the counter. you started on the crackers thinking of a way to get more beer or wine from diluc without him noticing. but, why not just ask him! he loves you after all! "dilllucccc" you said, head laying in your arms "yes y.n?" he wasn't facing you due to him serving another customer, but he still heard you nonetheless "one more *hic* wine please!" waving your hand side to side lazily so he would pay attention "y.n, you've had enough already. you're turning into that green bastard poet." he waved you off, cleaning glasses while taking orders. "bUT-" and here the waterworks go, yea... "you said-!" "y.n.... here, have some water." he handed you a cup which you just stared in the water with your tears mixing in with the water. "ill close the tavern early and we can get home, ok?" "ok!" and back to your perky self, bipolar much?

this shit rough af, but im to lazy to fix it soo👍👍 pocket lent if u guess what my old blog was💖

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imaginebeyondyourdreams · 1 year

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The Secret’s Out

*This is kind of short but I’m just trying to get back into the habit of writing after a long time away. I hope you like it regardless! This is kind of a part 3 to the previous Seth stories.*

Seth and you had three more 'dates' since that first one. Each one was better than the last. The last date happened to be a week ago. You've been dying to see him again but school and life had been kicking your ass this week so you only got to communicate through text the last few days. He had to be one of the sweetest people you've ever met and always called you 'beautiful' when talking to you. You couldn't believe that someone as nice and sweet as him was focusing his attention on you. Your phone started ringing, pulling you from your thoughts. Looking down, you saw Seth's name pop up on your screen.

"Hey," you answered, smiling into the phone, "I was just thinking about calling you."

"Great minds think alike, beautiful," his voice sounded wonderful through the phone, his laugh making your heart race a little, "What are you doing tonight?"

"Seeing as it's finally Friday and I don't have school tomorrow, hopefully hanging out with you," you replied, your cheeks going warm at how forward but honest you felt you could be with him. He made you feel safe and warm and cared for.

"That's what I was hoping for, too. There is a group of us getting together tonight for a bonfire. I was wondering if you'd like to go with me." He sounded nervous, as if you'd ever say no to him, "I know you haven't met my friends, but they're going to adore you, I promise."

"I… I guess it wouldn't hurt to finally meet them," you replied, feeling anxious, "It has been over a month since we started hanging out."

"Sounds good! Would you like me to come pick you up, or do you want to meet me on the Rez at 7?"

"I'll just meet you! Saves you gas coming to pick me up and drop me back off," you responded. He said goodbye before hanging up, leaving you to your thoughts and worries about what you would wear tonight.

You arrived at the set time, dressed in a cute summer dress. Seth came running up to you, shirtless as always, something that always caused your cheeks to flush.

"You came!" He said, reaching out to hug you. He's always so touchy, something you've been getting used to lately.

"As if I would stand you up," you joked with him, wrapping your arms around his torso shortly before letting go and stepping back, "I'll be honest, I'm kind of nervous about this."

"It'll be fine," he reassured you, taking your hand in his and leading you down to where everyone was gathered, "Everyone, this is ______. _____, this is everyone." He spent the next few minutes, pointing out who was who and telling you their names. Some you recognized from the diner that first day and you remembered Kim from your numerous trips there.

"I hope our boy has been treating you well," one of the women, Emily, spoke softly, smiling at you, "We try to raise these boys with manners."

"Oh, he's been great," you replied, blushing as Seth squeezed your hand, smiling over at you.

"That's good, we'd have a problem if he wasn't," Sam spoke curtly, but the smile on his face showed he was joking.

The rest of the night went by quickly before a few more older men joined, beginning to tell stories around the bonfire. They were legends of the tribe, one standing out the most, about the tribe being descended from shape-shifters. You smiled as you listened, enchanted by the stories. After the bonfire ended, Seth asked you to walk along the trail with him, not wanting the night to end.

"So, did you enjoy yourself tonight?" Seth asked as you walked, your hands intertwined together.

"I did! Everyone was so nice and the stories the Elders told were mesmerizing," you replied.

"I'm glad. I really wanted you to meet everyone, you know?" He looked into the distance, like he was trying to work up the courage to say something.

"I could tell it was important to you," you waited for him to say something but he was just silent for what seemed like forever, "Is something on your mind?"

"There is something I've got to tell you… but it's going to be hard to hear," he said softly, coming to a stop and letting go of your hand.

"Is something wrong? Did I do something?" You immediately began worrying about what you could have done to upset him tonight. Were you not social enough? Did someone not like you? Was he going to end whatever was going on between the two of you?

"No! You could never, beautiful," he spoke quickly, trying to shut down the insecure thoughts. "It's something about me that I need to tell you about but it's… I don't know how to begin."

"You can tell me anything, Seth."

"The legends, about us being descended from spirit warriors," he began quickly, not sure how else to say what needed to be said, "It's not just legends."

"What do you mean?" You were very confused. This definitely wasn't anything you thought he was going to say.

"We are. Descended from spirit warriors, I mean." He could tell you weren't really following what he was saying, "The stories, about the shape-shifters? They're all true. That stuff really happened and is real."

"I'm not following, I guess," you took a step back, "So your ancestors were shapeshifters? That's impossible."

"It's not. They really were and some chosen few still do today," he explained, holding out his hand for you to grab but yours just hung at your side as you tried to wrap your head around what he was saying, "Say something, please?"

"What do you want me to say? You sound crazy right now, Seth," he had to be joking, right? This was just an elaborate joke he was playing on you, "You're saying that shapeshifters are real and that some of you are wolves to this day… Why tell me this?"

"Because… I am one as well," he said sheepishly, trying to put on a smile for you, "I'm a wolf."

"That's ridiculous. This is a joke, right? Please tell me this is a joke, Seth." He smiled sadly at you, dropping his hand to his side.

"I wish I could but this is real," he cleared his throat, "M-Maybe I should just show you?"

"Show me? You mean change right here right now?" You looked around, "Are you crazy? This is just great! I was really starting to like you, Seth."

"I like you, too. That's why I'm telling you this," he said quickly, "I don't want to lose you but I need you to know the whole truth of what I am and what you mean to me. It’d just be easier if I show you. I’ll be right back.” Before you could say anything, he rushed off behind the trees. Part of you wanted to just walk off away from this crazy talk, but the other part of you, the part that could feel the connection you had with Seth, made you stay. You heard noises from behind the trees before a large wolf stepped out. Your eyes widened as you took in the sandy colored wolf before you.

“O-Okay… so you’re not lying,” you replied shakily, taking a step back from the wolf who looked at you with Seth’s eyes. You felt your stomach drop as fear took a hold of you but something inside of you told you that you were still safe with him. He disappeared once more, returning back in human form before you could begin to process what just happened.

“I’m sorry it took me this long to tell you,” he began, stepping forward towards you. You were frozen in place as you looked at him, “I didn’t want… I don’t want you to hate me.”

“I… I could never hate you, Seth. I’ll be honest, I’m a little freaked out,” you replied, your mouth feeling dry from your mouth hanging open for too long, “But I don’t hate you. I’m a little scared.”

“I’d never hurt you!” he spoke quickly, reaching out and grabbing your hands, “That’s the last thing I’d ever want to do. That’s the other part. You remember the story about the imprints?”

“Yeah, the chief and his wife, right?” Seth squeezed your hands, pulling you towards him.

“You’re mine,” he said plainly, not sugar coating it at all, “You’re my imprint. You’re my soulmate.”

“O-Oh…” You didn’t know what to say. As he explained what that meant, everything started to make sense, like why you felt such a strong connection to him. You supposedly were meant to be.

“I know it’s a lot to take in,” he began, wrapping his arms around your waist as you still just stood there, “I’ve just dropped a whole lot on you.”

“You certainly have,” you replied, trying to find a deep breath,”But I think I’m okay.”

“Yeah? You’re not too freaked out?”

“I mean, yeah, a little… but it kind of makes sense,” you rested your hands on his arms that were around your waist, “I’ll need a little time to get used to everything, but I’m not going anywhere at the moment if that’s what you’re worried about. Can I go home now? I just need to think all this over.”

“Of course!” he nodded, letting go of you and stepping back, “Can I drive you home? We can come get your car another day, I just don’t want you driving like this.” You nodded, allowing him to lead you to his friend’s truck that he was borrowing. You got in and buckled up. The ride home was silent as you mulled everything over. When you arrived home, you both got out and he walked you to the door. “Will I see you later?”

“I told you, I’m not going anywhere just yet,” you replied, sighing as you gave him a short hug, “I’ll see you tomorrow. We need to talk about this more.” He nodded, saying his goodbyes before you went up to your room, changing and crawling into bed for a long night of dreams starring one young wolf.

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monstrousparalysis · 1 year

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Blue Moonlight, Streaks of Starlight, Sleeping Under an Open Sky

A fluffy, post-canon Blood Red Song fic I wrote for the Day 1 "Road Trip" prompt for @polyshipweek 2023. Wasn't really expecting to write something for this day, but here we are! Shout-out to both Dimi (@cum-villain) and Pumpkin (@chaoticpumpkinperson) for helping me out, they're both awesome writers and even better friends <3

Read it here on Ao3, if you'd like.

Word count: 1,505

Summary: No matter how many times he's done it, leaving Reston never stops being electrifying to Roman. Nothing compares to the overwhelming wonder he felt the first time he stepped into the forest around the town with Youngblood years ago, but the first steps down the path winding through the trees remind him that for everything he's seen by now, there's always going to be more to find.

"Roman, slow down. If you twist an ankle five steps out of town, we can't go anywhere." "Yeah, it's not a race, farmboy."

Of course, he'd already found everything he could ask for, but he liked the change of scenery every once in a while.

Sleeping in a bed might have its positives, but Roman's pretty sure he prefers being able to look up at the stars right before laying down to sleep. When he was a kid who didn't have any clue how big the world was, it felt like the night sky gave him a clue. When he felt like the only world he'd ever know was Reston, the stars kept him company. And when adventuring made him feel hopeless and powerless, the stars guided him, reminding him what he was fighting for.

Well, if he wants the best of both worlds, maybe he should get a skylight in the bedroom. That sounds like the kind of thing Youngblood and Noise would enjoy too. Though with his habit of sleeping in late, maybe that's a bad idea. The sun shining into his eyes wouldn't be a fun way to wake up.

A content sigh breaks him out of his thoughts, and he looks down to see Noise, their head resting in his lap.

Maybe none of that matters, as long as he can look at his star every night before bed.

Noise looks back up at him with a smile on their face, illuminated in the flickering blue hues of the campfire Youngblood set up. He moves a hand to stroke gently through their hair, and they close their eye with a hum. For a moment, the world is the crackling of the campfire and the soft texture of Noise's hair, white coming to mix into their natural black with striking grace.

Then, Noise breaks the silence to say "If my back is sore from sleeping on the ground tomorrow, you're carrying me."

Roman laughs, and Youngblood, sitting nearby and trying to meditate, adds, "Something tells me he's gonna carry you either way."

Noise, still smiling softly, responds, "Maybe he wouldn't have to so much if you'd carry me too. I think it's a little unfair that you make Roman do all this work, honestly."

"Or you could walk."

At that, Noise sits up and moves to lean against Youngblood. Smirking, he wraps his tail around Youngblood's waist and leans his head on his shoulder, poking him in the cheek with one of his horns. "But I'm getting olddddd, Bloody. We can't all have long elf lifespans like you, and I'm getting too weak to walk this much," he laments overdramatically.

Still stubbornly keeping his eyes closed, but with a grin starting to betray his mood, Youngblood replies, "You're barely thirty, and you knocked out that Split-Horned Forest Wolf that wandered into town last week by yourself. Roman couldn't have done that. You're in great shape."

Noise laughs. "The only reason Roman couldn't do that is cause he'd treat the wolf like a dog."

"Hey!" Roman interrupted, as if to argue the point. "You're completely right. I saw the wolf, she was just a puppy! I have no clue why you had to go and knock her out like that."

"Roman, she came up to Noise's chest."

"So?"

Noise stopped giggling, and continued, "Besides, I'm still going grey, you know. I get to call myself old if I want."

Youngblood sighs and finally opens his eyes to look at Noise. "I can't stop you from that—" he shifts his right hand to grab Noise's left— "but a few years ago, I didn't think I'd get to see your hair go grey." With a small and soft smile, he continues, "So I want to see you actually get old, too, to make up for it."

Noise flushes at that and hides their face in Youngblood's arm with a whine. Roman can hear them muttering something about Youngblood being mean as he moves to sit behind both of them, wrapping an arm around each.

Popping his head in between theirs, he adds "And the grey hair makes you look really pretty, too!"

Still pouting, Noise responds "Guess it's a shame you won't get any, then." He picks his head up to look at Roman and continues, "Isn't your dad almost sixty or something? He's still got more color in his hair than me."

Youngblood strokes his thumb over Noise's hand, right on the line between burnt and healthy skin, and says, "Noise, are you, like- is the grey hair thing actually bothering you? We can probably find some hair dye in the next town if you want, it's not a big deal."

Noise groans. "No, I'm just- I don't-" he sighs and breathes in again, looking down at his uncovered left arm. "I don't actually care that much about how I look around you two anymore, I was just joking."

Youngblood's smile returns, and at the same time, Roman coos and rests his head on Noise's. "I still think your hair is beautiful, like there's starlight woven into it, but I'm glad you're that comfortable around us," Roman says. With a smile, he continues, "Cause Neon Forest is the closest town there is, and I'm not sure if the fey have hair dye."

Noise laughs at that, but Youngblood groans. "We are not going back to that forest unless you drag me there."

Now it's Roman's turn to lean his head on Youngblood's shoulder annoyingly. "C'mon, don't you wanna visit all our buddies there? We could get such a good workout running away from the Amalgam again!"

Noise joins in, "Not to mention that you chose not to take me to that cave that you and Roman went to all on your own. We get to choose where we go next now!"

"Look, getting interrogated by a nervous skeleton just isn't my idea of a good time."

"Oh wait, don't you remember?" Roman raises his head to ask. "Criss and Cross left a while ago, they're having their own adventure."

Youngblood turns to look directly at him. "Roman. Love. Light of my life."

"Yes?" Roman asks, grinning.

"That still doesn't make couple's therapy my idea of a fun vacation."

"Wow, I can't believe you trust Roman so much more than me, Bloody, I've known you for way longer."

"Y'all are so weird," Youngblood says softly. "Couldn't we just go to Elidore or something? It's quiet, and they love us there."

"Ugh, speak for yourself," Noise gripes. "Last time I visited was on First Chair duties, they'd probably chase me out of town."

"Not with us there, they wouldn't," Roman promises.

Noise furrows their eyebrows, contemplating. "Well," they consider, "I…suppose it would be a nice place to visit without that hanging over my head the whole time. Are you sure they'd be okay with me there, though?"

"Mhm!" Roman assures. "I'm sure we could explain things, even if they’re still mad."

"And even if we can't, what are they gonna do about it?" Youngblood adds with a grin.

Noise laughs. "You'd be surprised. They really like being an independent town, Youngblood."

"Look, we've gotta go somewhere on this vacation," Youngblood jokes.

"And we will!" Roman exclaims. "We don't have to plan out where we're gonna go, guys, my plan was just to wander around."

"So your plan was to not have a plan," Youngblood remarks.

"Yep, sounds like our farmboy," Noise says, giving Roman a kiss on the cheek.

"You have to admit, it's a pretty good plan."

"Yeah, it's not bad," Youngblood admits.

"We should make sure to hit a town soon, though," Noise adds. "Sleeping on the ground might hurt my back," they finish with a smirk.

Youngblood rolls his eyes and shoves them lightly, and Roman and Noise both giggle. "Shut up, bitch, you're the one with a tail, your back's probably better than mine."

"So you agree we need to find an inn?" Roman teases.

"Nope," Youngblood answers. "I don't have to lay down to rest, unlike you two."

At that, Roman and Noise exchange a quick glance and a grin. Quickly, Roman moves to Youngblood's other side, then he and Noise tug Youngblood into laying down between them at the same time.

"Oh my god, both of you are so-"

"Sorry, honey, can't hear you," Roman cuts Youngblood off, laying an arm over him and closing his eyes.

"Yep, you're too comfortable," Noise adds, burying his face in Youngblood's neck.

Youngblood sighs but gets more comfortable, resigned to his fate. "One of these days I'm just gonna leave both of you in the middle of a forest," he murmurs as he closes his eyes. "Mmm, love you too," Noise responds quietly. "And I love you two," Roman adds.

Noise groans, cracking their eye back open to glare at Roman. "You've made that joke at least fifty times, babe." "And it gets funnier every time." "You keep telling yourself that," Noise says as he lays his head back down.

The dwindling crackling of the campfire accompanies the flickering blue hues slowly vanishing from sight, and Roman lets out a content sigh.

Sleeping under the moon and stars is nice, but as long as he gets to sleep next to his moon and star, he'll be happy.

#rem's ramblings #roleslaying with roman #roman of reston #rswr roman #youngblood ra #rswr youngblood #rswr noise #blood red song #royono #galaxy polycule

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bihansthot · 8 months

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Tomas and Hallvard will have to wait until tomorrow, I didn’t nap but I crashed hard after watching nearly 2 hours of pointless nonsense to see the new trailer. I did take Denny to the park for a bit despite my lack of sleep because I try to be a competent dog Mom. It occurs to me though that I did an Understand My Ship in 5 Minutes for Bi-Han and I but I haven’t done one for Syzoth and I so I suppose I should do that too. I wonder if there are polyamorous templates? That would be the easiest but I guess it doesn’t really matter if I have one for all the combinations involved in the Polyship? I got a really lovely message earlier that I really am looking forward to replying to but I want to wait until I’m a functional dinosaur again because 4 hours of sleep is not a cute look for me. My body is broken though and despite being exhausted I still won’t be able to sleep until 3 or 4 am, stupid circadian rhythm. If I get a second wind I might post the Understand My Ship thing for Syzoth and I since I already have the little doodles done? Or I might end up passing out on the couch for three hours, who knows! The possibilities are endless! I wish it was the weekend though, I need a get drunk and be silly night and Friday is perfect for that. Friday is the 25th anniversary of my heart transplant and in my personal quest to be a less miserable human being I’m actually going to celebrate it this year. I’ve made it 25 freaking years with someone else’s heart! Not many people can say that. It certainly hasn’t been easy, particularly not these last 7 out of 8 months we’re into this year but I didn’t die and I didn’t give up and the way I see it is I deserve a little treat. Drinking and being silly is that little treat. I might get sushi and really live it up! My partner and I are going to celebrate for real for real sometime in November with my first ever trip to Las Vegas. I’m very much looking forward to eating all the things and drinking all the drinks. We might see their favorites Penn and Teller too, all depends on timing and finances. It was supposed to be a group trip with some of my IRL friends but sadly the one has lost both her parents in the last 3 months and my other one is the one who had the heart attack. So, it will probably just be my partner and I. I wish life wasn’t so unfair to people who are important to me lately, it seems like all of my closest friends are going through just awful things right now and it’s things I can’t physically help with, of course I do my best to emotionally and mentally support them but like come on universe leave my friends alone! Go back to picking on me! I’m used to it! I’m rambling now I just figured I’d post a little update about MK stuff and the post got away from me. Oops?

Last thing I just got a text from my older brother and it has me crying from laughing. When I was a tiny thing probably about 4 I used to freak out when you could see the sun and the moon at the same time and I used to sing at the top of my lungs “sun out and the moon out”. My brother’s video was of the sun and the moon both visible and him singing the song 🥰🥺 The fact that he remembers something so silly after 35 years is so touching 😭

#life update #heart transplant #medical stuff #ship stuff #celebration #anniversary #solizard bear #bi han x syzoth x sol

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jake-kiszkas-smirk · 1 year

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Here Comes the Sun (part 26)

Danny Wagner X Fem OC X Josh Kiszka

18+ only, minors DNI

Warnings: talk of death and dying.

Danny's POV

"So whats the plan after your appointment?" I asked, carrying the bowl of cereal over to Rose who was wrapped in sheets on the pallet of pillows we both slept on.

"I have to pack for my trip with Josh, we leave tomorrow." She said as she took a bite

"You haven't packed yet?" I asked in shock, she was usually a plan ahead type girl

"Daniel, you've been keeping me a little distracted" She smirked over and I nodded with a grin

"Are you complaining, because you weren't complaining last night...or this morning" I said returning her smirk,

"Never," She leaned over and kissed my cheek,

"Are you nervous about your appointment today?" I asked as I tried to read the expression on her face

"I was, but I talked to Thorne, he's had stitches like 3 times and he said it wasn't that bad to get them taken out" she said as she stirred her cereal

"You still want me to come with you?" I asked, she looked at me like I was insane

"Of course I do, why... do you not want to?"

"No of course, I do, I was just making sure" I laughed, she nodded as she looked back to her cereal,

"Danny," She paused as if looking for words, "When I get really bad, like really, really sick, I hope you know I don't expect you to stick around and take care of me. I've been looking into it and it's going to get really bad, and I just...I don't want you to have to deal with that." He voice had started to falter,

"Rose, I want to be there for you, doing all I can, I love you and I want to be there with you for every part of it, whether its laughing, crying, or just being in your presence. I want all the time with you I can get. " I pulled her close to me, cradling her face against my chest

"I just don't want you to remember me like that" she sniffled. I felt tears welling in my eyes, thinking of her like that, close to the end.

"What if I promise to only remember the good things. Our first date, the night I met you at the party, the time you ran me over with your longboard, or these last 2 days." I said, holding back my tears as best I could.

"Only the good things?" She asked, holding me tighter

"Only the good things" I repeated, kissing the top of her head. She nodded,

"Also, I wanted to say thank you." she said pulling back a little,

"For what?" I asked,

"Well, for last night obviously, but also for treating me more normal. I know it's hard for you cause you worry about me, but I really appreciate the effort." She said taking my hand,

"I've really been trying, I promise to keep treating you as normal as possible." I said, and she smiled softly,

"I love you" She said pulling me into a kiss,

"I love you." I replied

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We sat in the office waiting for the doctor to come in. She picked at her nails so I took her hands in mine and gave her a reassuring smile.

"You're gonna do great, you've handled everything they've thrown at you so far, this is going to be a breeze." I kissed her forehead.

"You always know what to say Danny Wagner, how did I get to lucky." She said, causing me to blush, and just then the doctor walked in.

"Hello Rose, if you lay back on the exam table this should only take a second and we can get you out of here." He said with a smile as he put his gloves on. She hesitantly did as he asked and looked at the instruments he was picking up.

"So, the other night when I was reading you that book, it said something about a double agent," She looked at me, her eyes lighting up at the fact that I was actually paying attention, "Have you figured out who it is yet?" I asked. She winced slightly as the doctor started removing the stitches from her scalp. "Cause personally from what I read I think it's that guy...his name started with an 'L'?"

"Lyrian?" she giggled at me forgetting the name, but then her eyes got wide, "Oh my gosh, that would make sense!" She said excitedly, "Wait a minute..did you skip and read the end after I fell asleep?" She glared at me playfully,

"I swear I didn't" I smiled back at her, still holding her hands. "I am interested to figure out who it is though" I admitted,

"We can start reading it together if you want," She said sweetly, her eyes glimmering. I knew she loved reading, and the fact that she wanted to share that with me made my heart melt.

"Yeah, I'd like that" I said. The doctor rolled his chair away,

"All done, your boyfriend did a excellent job of keeping you calm, he's a keeper." He smiled. I stood in shock for a moment over him calling me her boyfriend.

"I know he is" She grinned up at me. The doctor gave her some instructions for monitoring the rest of the healing process and we were out the door.

"Rose?" I asked as we walked towards the car,

"Yes babe?" She asked, looking up at me,

"Am I your boyfriend?" I asked shyly. "The doctor just said it and it made me think,"

"You're my Danny," She replied confidently, "You're so much more than my boyfriend at this point, you're like..I don't even have the words for all that you are to me." she paused, I felt my heart swell, "But if you'd like me to call you my boyfriend I will"

"I just like how it sounds, I guess because at one point thats all I wanted." I shrugged "Just hearing you say it makes me happy"

"Well.." she grinned as she turned in front of me, "Will my boyfriend take me to get a slushie on the way home?" I couldn't hide the toothy grin on my face,

"Your boyfriend would love to take you to the slushie place on the way home" I knew she was partially teasing me, I opened the car door for her and smacked her ass as she got in. She rolled her eyes and I stuck my tongue out at her as I walked around the front of the car. We stopped by the slushie place and she got blue raspberry and I got cherry. We could never choose which flavor we wanted so we would always get one of each and switch drinks halfway through. We got back to the apartment and slipped our shoes off, we put on comfy clothes and I helped her start packing. Making sure she had her medications and emergency contacts updated was my priority. Once all that was in place I started helping her fold clothes.

"Are you excited for the trip?" I asked as I folded a pair of jeans

"We don't have to talk about this" She said as she situated stuff in her suitcase

"What do you mean?" I asked confused, she stopped and turned to me,

"I just know you don't really like hearing about stuff with me and Josh" She said with a shrug, "So we don't have to talk about it."

"If I'm honest, I'm starting to get used to it. I know I make you happy, and I know you love me. I'm confident in that." I paused, trying not to sound too cocky, "But I know Josh also makes you happy, and he also loves you. You deserve all the happiness in the world, and we both give that to you, so I'm fine with it. Maybe just leave out some of the details if you talk about him" I added as I rubbed the back of my neck nervously.

"Why are you so perfect?" She asked as she walked over to me, holding my face as I sat on the edge of the bed,

"Because I love you. And I want you to have everything you want in this world." I said, placing my hands on her hips. She shook her head in disbelief and pulled me into a deep kiss. I'd never get tired of her kisses. "I am going to miss you though"

"I'm going to miss you too, It's only 4 days but I promise to call you every day," She said, leaning her forehead against mine. I nodded as she pulled away and kissed my nose before turning back to her suitcase. She grabbed her headache pills and took one with a glass of water on her dresser.

"You ok?" I asked as plainly as possible,

"Yeah, just a small headache." She replied as she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Do you want to take a shower? Those always seem to help?" I offered,

"I think I might" She said quietly,

"I can cook you some dinner while you're in there" I said motioning to the kitchen,

"Will you come with me? I'm scared I'm going to get dizzy" She said as she walked towards the bathroom. I was proud of her for admitting she might need help.

"Of course I will angel." I said, "I'd never turn down a shower with you" I winked, trying to make light of the situation. She gave me a soft smile as she turned into the bathroom. We both stripped down and I turned on the shower. Her lids where already getting heavy as we stepped into the stream of water. She stood facing me, closed her eyes and leaned her forehead on my sternum as we wrapped our arms around each other. The stream of water was hitting the back of her neck and she took a deep breath. We stood there for a really long time before I felt her knees buckle slightly and she abruptly lifted her head,

"I fell asleep" she said with a dazed smile, her pain medication obviously working.

"Why don't we get you in bed then, I caught you this time but I don't want to drop you." I suggested, she nodded slowly. I turned off the water and helped her dry herself off, wrapping a towel around myself, clothes were optional at this point, no one else was here. I picked her up, not risking her walking the measly 15 feet to her bed. I placed her in the bed,

"Here, lets braid your hair really quick so it doesn't tangle" I said as she moved to lay on her stomach,

"You know how to braid?" She asked in a surprised but groggy tone. I couldn't help but laugh, as I covered her with the comforter, pulling her hair from under it and combing my fingers through it

"Yes, not well, but a little." I said as I started, separating the strands and crossing them. Her eyes closed as I finished braiding it, securing it with a hairtie I had on my finger. I got up, opting to go look for something to cook for dinner for when she'd wake up.

"Where are you going?" I turned around a little shocked, I thought she had already fallen asleep,

"I was gonna-" I started

"Stay with me," she said, scooting over and pulling back the blanket, welcoming me into the bed with her. She closed her eyes again, knowing I would oblige. "I want my boyfriend to cuddle with me." I rolled my eyes with a smile as I dropped the towel from my waist and crawled in next to her, pulling her against me,

"You're never going to stop calling me that now are you," I whispered as I kissed her jaw,

"Nope." She said, pulling me closer and sighing deeply before falling asleep.

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The next morning we got up really early so I could drop her off at Josh's place. I made sure she had a good breakfast and carried her bags out to the car. I held her thigh all the way to Josh's house, wanting contact as long as I could have it before she left. I knew Josh would take good care of her, but I was still a little nervous she'd be so far away from me if anything did happen.

"You're going to call me every day right?" I asked sheepishly, she put her hand on top of mine,

"Yes Babe," She said in a calming tone, she must have heard the nervousness in my voice, "I'll be fine."

I nodded, trying to compose myself as I suddenly felt very emotional. Her eyes lingered on me as her thumb moved over my hand,

"What if I text you every few hours, will that help you feel better?" She suggested. I swallowed hard as I nodded, trying to keep my emotions at bay.

"You got it, anything for my Danny." she winked. We got closer to Josh's house and she suddenly leaned forward in her seat, digging through her bag, "I almost forgot, read this while I'm gone so you can catch up and we can read the rest when I get back" she handed me the book I had bought her. I parked in Josh's driveway and flipped through the pages and saw all her little scribbles and notes in the margins "If you still want to read it together" she added shyly

"Absolutely I do, I can't wait to read it with you." I said leaning over the console. We both got out of the car and I helped her put her suitcase beside Josh's car. "I hope you have the best time, I love you." I said pulling her into my arms and holding her tightly.

"I love you" She said, tilting her head up so we could kiss. I kissed her for a long time before finally willing myself to pull away. I gave her one more kiss on the forehead before turning and making my way to my car. My eyes were stinging and for a moment I couldn't understand why I was getting so emotional, but I couldn't let her see it. When I got in my car and started driving it hit me, tears falling down my face. If it was this hard to tell her goodbye for only 4 days, how was I supposed to tell her goodbye forever.

#josh kiszka #gvf #greta van fleet #greta van smut #greta van fleet smut #josh gvf #danny wagner #greta van fleet fan fiction #Danny wagner smut #Josh kiszka smut #Danny gvf

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sesmantelar · 10 months

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really thinking about the next stages of my life. I need to keep in mind that with whateer decision I make, that is not permanent nor is it the rest of my life and I can change things at any point. A part of me is very comfortable here in north carolina, and I really do want to keep it as one of my bases. the problem is, I don't have enough nor will I have enough money in time to deposit on a condo here. maybe if I can figure out my financial situation quick, I will be able to establish an actual solid base however, I need to get serious asap if I want that to happen.

I also need to remember that I can have my dollhouse and life anywhere - it's me that brings that energy and aura, not necessarily the location.

I want to get a new car. I think this is the year to do it as well because if I buy a new car like as my christmas gift to myself, I can work hard to pay it off in full prior to moving to europe, and then just have her shipped to whichever country I'm going to graduate school in.

I have an interview for another PRN job because I'm going to need my options lined up - and I want to be able to do overtime way closer to home (easier on me and my sanity, especially since it will be night shift work). I think the goal I will keep in my head is that if I can power through my online degree in the next few months as well as utilizing my overtime pay to compltely remove me from debt and get my savings up to where they need to be, I will buy the 2023 Mercedes GLA SUV for my christmas present to myself. it would be perfect! returning from my malaysia/japan trip and treating myself to my dream car! it will be such a proud moment for me because I never would have thought I would see the day. but before any of that, I need to check off the main requirements for purchasing her: get my credit score back to excellent, other than student loans take all my debt down to zero FAST, have savings up to 20k, be almost complete with my degree by january 2024, get an excellent score on the GRE, have an art business up and running, and submit art weekly to galleries as well as have neo and nova up finally, and be working towards your gold moves in the field by december. if all is achieved, trust and believe my beautiful (hopefully the rose gold!) mercedes will be under my tree this christmas. this is another thing im keeping to myself - love how I dont want to post my accomplishments anymore - I genuinely believe that the evil eye is real and I want no parts in negativity in my life.

outside of that, Ive been really inconsistent with my eating so starting today, Im doing OMAD and relying on low carb tea to last during the day, and the goal is to have a veggie/protein dinner once a day for nutrition and so I can start rebuilding my skating muscles/ stretngth. I have been a bit better about hydration, and I hope to make it habit that I will stick to again. the only thing I'm missing in this final equation for weight loss is exercise. if I start denying snacks again, finishing my fasts all the way through, drinking my iced lemon water (preferably up to a gallon), eating enough protein and doing the pilates videos I wanted to do, I know my body will come together in literally two weeks. I'm scheduled to leave work at 3 today but I'm planning on staying until 7 unless I really really want to go home at the end of the day. regardless, I have to use the time to stretch deeply, get my mobility back on track, ankles strengthened, muscles warmed up and ready for tomorrow. I'm likely going to get home, golden, do a pilates workout and stretch/do a mobility routine, do my evening self care, tune and practice the harp for tomorrow, and do the finishing touches on both drawings - submitting them to the gallery today, put all my clothes away, clean the entire apartment and do a quick mop.

at work today, I'm going to be studying for the GRE, reading a little bit of my book, researching more Swiss universities, and watching the business videos/working on my business stuff, rescheduling stuff that is happening tomorrow, and I want to start working on my colombia travel video. when I get home, I want it to be ice prep time, art time and harp time - as well as re setting my space. depending on how I feel, I may stop by the mall after work to pick up a new wall scent or candle because this mahogany taekwood wall scent does not smell appropriate for the dollhouse.

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Cat Mom Drama

I reintroduced dry cat food to M and N because both of them are having trouble maintaining weight and need more calories. This is complicated by the fact that both cats get medications in their wet food (crushed thyroid pill for N, laxative powder for M). The carbs in dry food will also make M’s diabetes extra challenging, but I’m having trouble getting both of them to eat enough and they both LOVE dry food and I only stopped because they weren’t finishing it and the leftovers were attracting bugs during the Summer of Insects in the House.

I gave them a plate of dry food on Thursday. N went right to it and M tried to gorge to the point that I took it away so he wouldn’t get constipated, which he is prone to due to diabetes and poor kidney function, so dry food won’t help that.

I gave it back later and made it available on Saturday and M started acting odd, like he might be mildly constipated or might be hungry, hard to tell. His weight went up, then down and on Saturday night he was Mr. Social, he followed me to the basement to watch me pee which he hasn’t done since before D got sick. He was headbutting, talking to me, laying on me, and was generally a happy, perky boy.

On Sunday, both M and N picked at their breakfasts and I noticed M was guarding the water bowl and his weight was still going down. It’s usually N who does this, because frankly she is a bitch. Clearly M was feeling well enough to stand up to her or she was not feeling well enough to stand up to him.

Sunday night, neither of them ate their wet food, nor the dry food and I could only get M to eat a few treats so his blood sugar wouldn’t crash. (Cat Mom doesn’t have time to wait for M to decide to eat, so he gets insulin and a few cat treats with him meals so he at least has some carbs). I brought the dry food later and neither would touch it. They just lay down near their water bowls and wouldn’t eat. I was up until 3 am cross-stitching and worrying about why they weren’t eating. Were their rat ulcers acting up? Was M severely constipated?

I woke up this morning (Monday), and the dry food was gone, wet food still untouched. No clue which beast ate it. I tested M’s blood sugar, which was high, so clearly he had some of it, but argh. I gave them their breakfast, cursing how much wet food was going to waste and generally pissed that neither of them were getting their medicine and called to leave a message with their vet. The receptionist let me know the vet was going out of town for a week starting tomorrow, so I asked for a call back about what to do and would probably go to the vet tomorrow (and see a different vet) expecting expensive tests. Because M won’t eat and M needs to eat. Senior diabetic kitties need to eat!

Then I go give them their dry food and while I’m washing up and getting dressed, I realize they are now both guarding their water bowls and ignoring all the food, including their individual wet food and meds and the communal bowl of dry food. I have a sneaking suspicion and I pick up the dry food, pour half next to N’s wet food and the other half next to M’s wet food. The two little shits look at me, look at each other, then both go to their respective plates to eat their designated dry food.

They weren’t constipated or suffering mouth sores. They were having a standoff over dry food. These are the same jerks who shared wet food in a communal bowl when D was still alive.

I called back the vet to explain I had cured the anorexia, but please call back about the insulin.

Dr. B, I hope you have a great trip.

#cat drama #cats #cat mom drama #m the cat #n the cat #dry food saga

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Thoughts While Up North 🙂and more updates...

How did everybody enjoy that blog post from last night? I'm sure it was slightly eye opening to some - and if you're still here after learning those things about me - I appreciate you <3 ...

I attempted to journal a bit from my notes app while I was up North over the weekend. It didn't go well lol. I was horrifically inconsistent. But I told myself I'd post this any way along with a few landscape photos. I hope you guys enjoy. I had a blast.

10/1/22 10:00 am Saturday

Fuck it’s cold up here. Last night was almost a disaster - arrived too late to check in, too late to buy firewood, and too late to SEE! Setting up the tent was tough but I managed. And if I hadn’t brought a propane heater along well - I might’ve looked like Jack Nicholson at the end of the shining. Managed to get a fire going despite using super wet wood from the forest. It had been a crazy first few hours. Even so, I wouldn’t trade being up here right now for anything in the world. Sure - it’s not as sexy as the things I usually post - and it’s probably not what you came to this blog to look at. But this place is beautiful. The leaves are changing red and orange. The smell of fall and campfire smoke fill my lungs. Delicious. A flask of whiskey and a few cold beers made the trip as well. Perfection. I’m so glad to be here - having a break from my world back home. Up here I get to decompress and unwind. And it feels amazing…. So I’ll take the cold. It doesn’t bother me any. It’s important to get away from the world of sex, porn, social media, television, blah blah blah…. And get back to the basics…. You don’t necessarily have to travel all the way up here. But seriously, treat yourself to a break in nature every once in a while.

6:00 pm Saturday

Whew what a hike. 3900 feet of elevation and a gorgeous view from the top. Not to sound cliché, but it really is breathtaking… photos don’t do it justice. You had to be there. It’s like I said this morning… please go treat yourself to nature and break away from the screen for a while. You’ll be glad you did. There is a such a versatile group of hikers on there trails - young and old. You can do it too.

So what am I doing now? Enjoying a little drink in the camp showers, and yes I’m journaling at the same time. Getting my lushes little body all clean for a night at a local brewery. Maybe a hot stud will show up well I’m in here. ;) I’ll admit - the urge to touch myself while thinking about some company is definitely on my mind. But I’m a good girl. I made this trip without the cage, and without the plugs and dildo. No play time for me ;)

9:40 AM Sunday

Campsite is torn down and I’m loading up to head home. Always a bit bittersweet to be honest. Part of me wants to stay - and live out my days up north with no internet service and outside distractions. The other part of me is tired, and needs a legit bed to sleep in haha. But hey - they always say if you get too much of a good thing you’ll start to find a way to dislike or hate it. So maybe leaving is a good thing. Maybe I should leave these trips as special rewards for myself. It will make them that much more special every time I get to go.

6:00 PM Sunday

Home. And boy am I sore and tired too of course. I’ve somehow dragged myself along enough (with the help of some coffee) to get some laundry going. The worst part of these trips is the cleanup process. And then putting it all away afterwards. I cannot express how badly I don’t want to go to work tomorrow… someone come save me lol.

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And now for today - Tuesday October 4th. I'm settled nicely back into work and while I do miss the hiking, the nature, and the campfire smoke - I am glad to be home again. I am especially glad to be back because there is so much I want to do and accomplish - both in my vanilla life and my NSFW side.

Obviously the next thing on my agenda is tackling some coding for my camgirl pages... oh, and finding time to actually BE a camgirl again. A handful of you have told me that you think I can pull it off - and I have faith in myself that I can too with enough work.

I also want to start selling my erotic short stories and novels to potential buyers - this could even include commission pieces with made up characters of the customers choosing. I'm still figuring out how to put that in place. But that is definitely a goal of mine by the end of the year. Just sell ONE piece to someone.

And then of course - there is a lot to get done in my life that you folks will never really see. Hobbies at home, house work, prepping for what appears to be another harsh winter, and finding other creative ways to get my bills paid. Oh and squeezing in some time to decompress and have fun as well.

There's a lot to juggle there, but I ask that you're all patient with me while I find a way to make it all work. :)

Anyway! I am headed out for the day. Thanks for taking the time this morning.

Ashley <3

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marvel-trash-bin · 3 years

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Taking Risks.

(Not my Gif.)

Summary: Zemo gives you what he thinks you deserve. *Some TFATWS Ep. 3 Spoilers.*

Pairing: Zemo x Reader (Female)

Warnings: Smut for days baby. Dirty Talking, Possession, marking, Soft!Dom Zemo. 18+ Only.

Word Count: 4.2K

Tags: @greeneyedblondie44

A/N: Look we all know we're walking dangerous territory, simping for a war criminal. But Sugar Daddy Zemo got me feeling some type of way and also, Daniel Brüle is hot asf. Also, I don't actually know german so pls if it's off just blame google translate, I just have an insatiable language kink and I needed the pet names more than air itself. I thought about making this a chaptered fic, but I barely had the time to write this, never mind chapters of it before he likely fucks over Sam and Bucky next episode. Anyways, enjoy!

Here’s the thing.

You knew he was dangerous. You knew his past, the EKO Scorpion kill squad and everything with the Avengers, manipulating them and breaking them up from the inside. He was smart, unpredictable. You knew there was a very real potential that you could be hurt - or worse - if you went down the road.

And maybe, in a past life that would’ve been enough to stop you. But you weren’t who you used to be. You liked playing with fire now, inviting danger and chaos rather than straying from it. You had lived in - hid in, was more accurate - Madripoor for a handful of years now. You laid low, kept yourself under the radar of the Power Broker and those who worked for him. This way, no one bothered you and you could live fragments of a normal life, Trading and bartering to make a living. But living this way, like forgotten trash on a sidewalk, got old.

Maybe that’s why when you caught his attention, you didn’t shy away from it.

It had happened so fast. You were dancing, just intoxicated enough that the rubbing of strangers' bodies against yours was not just welcomed, but encouraged. So encouraged that when a new body, tall and firm behind you, took the place of another, you didn’t hesitate to back up into the warmth. His hands gripped your hips tightly, not stopping or guiding you, just resting. Turning your head slightly to see what your new dance partner looked like, you startled a little seeing the Baron.

Helmut chuckled, a low sound you felt rather than heard, and ducked his head down to speak into your ear, “You know who I am.”

You let your body relax back into his, feeling reckless enough to bless the menacing man with your flirtations, your head falling back onto his, “I’ve heard a thing or two.”

“And yet you trust me to hold you like this,” his hands flex on your hips, just hard enough to show the strength they hold, “Like a lover.”

You grab one of his hands, leading it down to your upper thigh where your knife holster sits, never once letting his hand leave your body.

“If I didn’t want you touching me, you’d know it, Baron.”

The gust of breath you felt against the side of your neck and the large hand gripping your thigh had shivers rolling pleasantly down your spine.

“You are far too beautiful to reside in these undergrounds,” he spun you around in his grasp, allowing you to get a good look at his face, “A woman like yourself should be treated with the most expensive riches, the finest wines. She should drain a man of his earnings.”

You laughed, not expecting the words that came from his mouth nor how handsome he was, even this close, “Point me to the man who’s willing.”

He smirked at you, but there was a smugness to it. A glimmer in his eye that suggested he had the riches and the desire to give you anything you wanted. You felt like you were drowning in his gaze, lost as you were under the heat of it. He looked somewhere behind you, pulling his eyes from you to nod once at whatever, or whoever, had stolen his attention from you. When they returned to you, the heat and desire were replaced with determination.

“It is with great regret that I must leave you, for now,” He captured your hand, bringing it up to his lips, the softness of them brushing lightly against your knuckles, “I can get you out of Madripoor, give you a life you deserve. If you meet me tomorrow morning, the airstrip.”

The world felt like it froze around you. The rational part of your brain was screaming at you. You couldn’t trust him. You Shouldn’t trust him. But as you stared into his eyes you saw nothing but honesty.

“And if I don’t?” You ask, just to buy yourself some time.

His hand travels up your arm, taking your chin between his thumb and pointer finger securely, “I will not pressure you. I’d leave you be, but the ghost of you would haunt me, schatzi.”

And with that, he was gone. Leaving you with nothing more than your thoughts, mentally preparing how quickly you could pack your things and leaving Madripoor behind. After all, you’ve always loved taking risks.

The next few weeks were a blur. Zemo was laying low, but his form of laying low was still luxury to you. It was private jets and upscale accommodations, not to mention that he was a man of his word. He spoiled you. Within three days of being in his presence, you had acquired a whole new wardrobe. Your suitcases - also new - were filled to the brim with the fanciest and latest fashion. You had rare jewels on nearly every piece of jewelry you owned. Maybe spoiled was an understatement. You’ve only dreamed of owning riches like these.

He had picked something particular for you to wear tonight, both of you making an appearance at some sort of party with some higher-ups. It was all laid out on the king-sized bed, a little black dress of sorts. It was short and sheer in its long sleeves, the sparkles in the fabric ensured that you would shimmer under any lighting. With a simple clutch, matching jewelry and a cropped, white fur jacket to keep you warm until you got to your destination. You looked good. You felt good.

He looked just as good. Sporting an outfit similar to the one you had met him in, instead choosing a dark red turtleneck to create a stunning relation between both your outfits. Nothing had happened between the two of you yet. Aside from lingering glances and innocent touches, he had been a gentleman. The chemistry was there, for sure. You were able to joke and talk with the man, matching his wit and charm every step of the way. And he loved it.

“Best behaviour tonight, schatzi.” He had said, low in your ear as you walked towards the venue.

You had smiled back at him, the perfect picture of innocence, “Always, Baron.”

And at the time, you had fully meant it. But you found yourself craving him. He looked too good, it honestly wasn’t fair. The way that ridiculous fur jacket draped over his shoulders, fostering a powerful ambience. And you knew he was faring no better himself if by the way his eyes were glued to your curves was anything to go by.

So, you decided, maybe you shouldn’t be on your best behaviour tonight. It’s not like you were making a scene or anything that would call too much attention. You were simply letting the alcohol take over your body. Whether that meant a hand on his thigh as you listened to the conversations around you, your fingers playing with the short hairs at the back of his neck or dancing a little too scandalously when you knew he was watching. You felt confident. And when you felt confident, you felt dangerous.

By the end of the night, you were teasing yourself just as much as you were him. You were pushing your luck, hands trailing a little too close to the bulge in his slacks, enjoying the way his facial features changed briefly in shock before settling back into that infuriating unmovable stoic impression. The last straw was you bending in front of him, having ‘dropped’ something from your purse. You only had to bend so much before the dress, as short as it was, had ridden up just enough for him to catch a glimpse of your panties.

In an instant, he had you standing upright, thanking whoever he had been talking to for a wonderful night, tugging your dress back down to a respectable length and steering you towards the door by the back of your neck.

“That was not best behaviour,” he growled into your ear.

You giggled, despite the tight grip on your neck, “I was just having fun.”

He had done nothing but stare at you, eyes hard with a warning that had you rethinking your actions. You had forgotten, for a moment, that this man was not just someone to give you all the pretty trinkets you wore. He was a mastermind, a criminal mastermind at that. A man most deemed dangerous enough to be locked away.

“You have been bad tonight, kleine Schlampe.” He said once he had gotten you back to his car, away from the prying eyes and ears of the party guests, “You will spend the trip back thinking of ways to make it up to me.”

The words sent heat through your core, and you did exactly as he said.

By the time he had gotten you up to your accommodations, you had thought of thousands of different scenarios that could earn you forgiveness for your recklessness. You were uncertain if his words earlier had implied sexual favours, or if a simple, genuine apology was all he was looking for. However, once he had turned to you, the room door closing behind him and his eyebrows raised expectantly, you fell to your knees in front of him like it was second nature.

He chuckles darkly at you as he peels his gloves off, tossing them gently onto a side table nearby before letting one hand brush away the hair that had fallen in your face.

“Seems you are meine kleine schlampe indeed,” You had no idea what it meant, but fuck it sounded good coming from him. His eyes were hard and dark as he stared down at you, “If this is the path you’ve chosen to apologize, so be it. But not here, you are meine schlampe not a common whore. Get up. Go to the bedroom.”

You did as he said, quickly pulling yourself up to a standing position and walking to the designated room. The bed, so far, had only been used by you. He hadn’t wanted to push or pressure you into sharing a space with him. He understood that just because you decided to join him, didn’t mean you wanted to be with him. But tonight, you had decided, you wanted to give him your everything. You wanted to show him how grateful you were for all the gifts he’d given you so far. And if you couldn’t give him luxuries, you would give him your desire.

“So,” he began, nodding in approval at the way you resume your position on the floor in front of him, “Let’s begin with the basics.” As he talked, he rolled up his sleeves, doing so with precision, “Tell me, what exactly are you apologizing for?”

He commands every drop of your attention. There’s an aura to him that you had only previously caught a glimpse of. His eyes dark and locked onto yours, never once wavering. Waiting. Calculating.

“For teasing you.”

“And?”

You take a breath, shame flooding your core at the answer that sits on your tongue.

“For embarrassing you.”

There’s a pause. He cocks his head, gaze softening just a tad. He's quiet for several moments, analyzing your words. Your heart starts to beat a little faster at the extended silence, thinking you’ve done something wrong and you can’t keep up the eye contact. You duck your head, averting your gaze to his feet.

“Look at me, schatzi.” His voice is soft, but still with enough edge to make you listen.

Only once your eyes meet his again does he continue.

“That’s very sweet of you, to be concerned about my image. But make no mistake,” He steps closer to you, letting one hand cup your jaw, tilting it upwards. His thumb brushes against your bottom lip, “You could never embarrass me,”

You dip your head, nipping softly at his thumb. He smiles softly at you, something glimmering in his eye, “I simply just don’t like to share what’s mine.”

Your breath leaves your body at his words and suddenly the need for him to claim you had you nearly vibrating in your skin. You watch, every muscle in your body clenched tightly, as he walks slowly over to the armchair in the corner, never once taking his eyes off you. He sits, legs parted, one arm draped off the side, the other rested so he could prop his head up.

“Proceed.”

Instantly, you make your way over to him. Once in front of him, you stand up on your knees, placing your hands on his knees and slowly sliding them up his thighs. They continue its upward motion, skimming lighting over the hardness in his pants and reaching to start on his belt. You make quick work of his belt and buttons, eagerly working his pants and briefs down. He chuckles above you.

“Mein Schatz, so eager to apologize.” He purrs, almost mockingly, hand coming down to brush the fallen hair away from your face.

Once you had him free, you took a second to admire him. Your legs clenched at the size of him. Not terribly big, but big enough to anticipate the stretch, the fullness. Your eyes flicked back up, looking up at his through your lashes, leaning in but stopping just before you could actually get your mouth on him. The hand that was previously fixing your hair was now clenched in it, messing it up again and forcing your head back suddenly to look at him properly.

“It would not be wise to tease me more than you have,” he warned.

A smirk spread across your features and you quickly realized how much you liked him like this.

Powerful.

Strict.

However, you knew you were on thin ice already. With that in mind, as soon as his grip loosened you licked a wide stripe up his length, swirling your tongue around the tip before taking him fully into your mouth. The tension his body held melted the second your tongue touched him. His mouth dropping on a soft groan. His hand stroked your hair as you sucked, encouraging the bobs of your head, not forcing but guiding. You keep your eyes trained on his face, not wanting to miss a second of experiencing him like this.

He glows in the low lamplight of the room, the shadows playing across his features delicately. You like him like this too. Reduced to a heap of gasps and moans beneath the heat of your mouth. As you suck, your hands wander, up under the fabric of his shirt, nails dragging down his sides. He hisses at the pain, but doesn’t tell you to stop.

After a few minutes of your slow torture, he decides he’s had enough. His hand tightens in your hair, his movements becoming less gentle and more demanding.

“That’s a good girl, take it all for me.”

You do as he asks, taking a breath before taking him as deep as you can. He groans at the feeling, hips shifting a few times to test you before beginning to thrust in and out of your mouth. Your jaw aches, but his eyes are on you and his thumb is tracing your bottom lip that’s stretched wide around his cock and you think for a second that you could spend eternity like this.

It’s not much longer before he pulls you off his cock, hand wrapping around his base tightly, “Apologies, schatzi. I am out of practice, and I fear I'm not quite finished with you yet.”

You laugh softly, voice rough due to your previous activity, “That’s okay, I don’t mind.” You insist, more than happy to let him finish like this. Whatever he wants.

He stops you before you can dip down again, standing up and taking you with him. For the first time, his lips are on yours. He overwhelms all your senses. His breath loud in your ears, his hands on your waist, his scent. His tongue slides against yours as he walks you forward, shedding his lower clothing as he goes. He only parts to give you an order.

“Turn around.”

As you do, he finishes undressing and it kills you that can’t see him. Just as quickly as the thought crosses your mind, it’s gone as you feel his hands at the top of your dress. He slides the zipper down, letting the fabric fall off your shoulders. You take the liberty of helping the sleeves the rest of the way down, the fabric falling down around your heels once you’ve done so. He hums behind you.

“Such beauty,” he whispers against your shoulder. His hands begin to wander, around your waist, up underneath the fabric of your bra, down to your thighs and ass. He chuckles, dragging your panties down enough that they too fall, forgotten at your feet, “I can hardly stay mad at you, liebling.”

Your head falls back onto his shoulders as he works your bra off next. You shiver, feeling bare and exposed before him. You want him more than you can express and you let your whole body fall back into his embrace, whimpering at the feeling of him, hard against the swell of your ass.

“Helmut,” you moan, one of your hands finding purchase in his hair as the other rests on one of his forearms.

“Tell me you’re mine, Schatzi. And I’ll give you anything you want.”

“I’m yours,” you say without hesitation, breathless as his hand dips between your legs, finding your clit. He hums, pleased at the arousal he finds there, “I’m yours. Only yours.”

He growls pulling his hand away from, “Lay back on the bed. I’ll be right back.”

You do as he says, positioning yourself in the middle of the bed. While you wait, you let your mind wander, listening to his rummaging somewhere in another room while your mind runs through everything you want him to do to you. At some point, your eyes must close because when you feel the bed dip, they open to see him crawling between your legs.

He’s done messing around, wasting no time before his face is buried between your thighs, hands maneuvering your legs so that they’re thrown over his shoulders, your heels crossing sweetly behind his head, no doubt scratching at his shoulders. Your breath leaves your body at the feeling of his tongue, warm and wet and fan-fucking-tastic. He alternates between dipping it in and out of your heat and flicking it against your clit. Your hand finds his hair, gripping it between your fingers and guiding his movements ever so slightly. His eyes don’t leave yours, spare for the few times he closes them to moan against you.

One of his hands move, leaving its place at your hip to sink two fingers into you. Your head falls back on a moan, back arching up when he crooks his fingers and finds your g-spot.

“Fuck,” you gasp, one hand gripping the pillow behind your head as you feel your orgasm rush towards you, “Fuck- Wait, I-”

You can’t even feel embarrassed about how easily your body has reacted to him. Before you can warn him much more, you're falling over the edge. Your thighs tensing around his head, back arching in pleasure as you ride out your high. In this moment you belong completely to him, unable to think of anything else.

“So sweet for me, liebling.” He comments, hands rubbing up and down your calves as you come down, taking a moment to unfasten your heels, letting the shoes drop to the floor before leaning back in. His lips brush against your inner thigh.

Then a bite.

“Such pretty sounds you make for me.”

And then he’s sucking harshly at the skin there, watching the shudder that rips through your sensitive body at the sensation. He doesn’t pull away until the mark is dark and flush against your skin. He continues this on the other thigh, on your ribs, your breasts and finally your neck, marking you thoroughly.

“Mine.” He growls, hot against your ear, “Mein schatz, will you let me have you?” he asks, and it’s literally all you can think about so you don’t even bother hiding the truth, the confession tumbling from your lips breathlessly.

“I’d let you do anything to me.”

He groans, capturing your lips in a deep kiss as he does so. He pulls away to grab the condom that he had put next to him on the bed and leaning back on his haunches to roll it on. You’re so impatient, nails digging into his thighs and arms, whining as you watch his hands work.

“So needy,” He comments, swallowing your moan as he finally, finally, sinks into you.

The stretch as he enters you has your head rolling back on a moan, your legs wrapping around his waist the bring him the rest of the way in. He buries his head in the crook of your neck, growling against the skin there.

“Fuck,” he groans through gritted teeth, his resolve quickly slipping at the feeling of you around his cock. And to his credit, he really tries to wait, to be good. But not seconds later he’s adjusting his grip on your hips and he’s thrusting into you with a force that makes the whole bed shake.

It’s barely been 30 seconds, but the build-up that had occurred throughout the entirety of the night had you right back on the edge, your nails clawing at his shoulders, his back, his thighs. Any purchase you could get on him, you were begging for more. You’d take anything he gave you without so much as batting an eyelash. His grip on your hips is tight and bruising, but the pain twists into a delicious pleasure that only spurs you on.

You must be speaking, babbling something back to him about how good it feels, how much you love being fucked by him because he’s laughing through a moan against your neck. He pauses for just a second, straightening up and throwing one of your legs over his shoulder before continuing to fuck you.

“That’s it Kätzchen.” He purrs, eyes moving down your body to where he enters your body, “Taking my cock so well.”

You mewl at the praise, your body arching in response to his words. Your second orgasm takes you both by surprise, having hit you like a fucking freight train when he thrusts particularly deep, hitting one of your sweet spots. You scramble for purchase on him, mouth dropped open in a near-pornographic moan that you’ll surely be embarrassed about later. But for now, all you know is pleasure.

His hips falter, stuttering as your walls tighten around him. His head falls back on a low moan, fucking you hard and slow through your release.

“Such a sweet cunt,” he gasps, “Mein Gott..”

And then he’s tangling your hands together, holding it high above your head as he pushes your thighs back, flush against your chest. He’s the one babbling now, words from God only knows what language, whispered against your skin as he chases his own release. He gives one last hard thrust and he’s done, his teeth dragging against the skin on your shoulder, moaning against you as he rides out his orgasm.

As you both come down, you stroke the back of his neck, playing with the hairs there, trying to catch your breath. After a few moments, he pulls away just enough to kiss you. There’s a lingering heat and it’s a little messy due to your shared exhaustion but it’s good.

Once you’ve both caught your breath, he removes himself from your body, taking the necessary time to deal with the condom. You watch him lazily, unable to do much other than that. You’re so tired. But there’s that ache between your legs that you love so much and you think briefly that you could go another round, if he wanted to.

He must see something in your eyes when he returns because he laughs softly, “I feel I may have my hands full with you, schatzi.” he says as he crawls back into the bed with you, covering the both of you with a blanket, the cold now biting at your skin. You know you have to get up soon enough to sort yourself out before bed, but for a moment you stay with him.

His fingers brush over your face softly, following the slope of your nose and the angle of your cheeks. There’s no real purpose to his movements, just... touching. As if convincing himself that you’re real.

“You are special, schatzi.” he says softly, “I don’t know what your plans are, but I can only hope that you choose to continue to bless me with your presence.”

This man is such an enigma to you. He carries such confidence in every aspect of his life and yet he still doubts your loyalties. There’s anxiety and pain hidden within him, you can see it in his eyes as he continues to look at you. You wonder, how much of his past weighs on his shoulders. How long before he deems himself worthy of your affection? You lean in to kiss him softly, your lips dragging slowly against him. When you pull away you keep him close, brushing your noses together.

“I’m not going anywhere.”

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cottonkendi · 3 years

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Your Babies | 2

MASTERLIST

Sano Shinichiro x f!Reader

Word Count: 2.5k

Genre: Fluff, Established Relationship, Crack

Warning: Usual Spoiler Alerts~

Synopsis: Business trip ft. Drama king

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3

a/n: gonna be having 3 updates this week just because my queues are piling up and because I want to share the new chapters for the two series~ i also finished my exams early, that's why~~ hope you lovelies are doing okay~ <33

“Do you really have to go?” Manjiro tightly gripping onto your hand, big and dark eyes staring right at your soul, trying his best to convince you that you don’t have to accompany his brother, your boyfriend, in his work trip and that it will be better if you just stay with him instead of ‘Stupid Shinichiro’, his words not yours.

Offering a smile, you crouch down, hands gently caressing his soft cheeks as you squeeze it a little. “You know I have to, ‘Jiro, I’ve already told you last week.” It only makes him pout more. “Besides, it’s not just his work trip, I also have a seminar that I need to attend for college then after that, we’ll be back before you know it. I’ll even bring you treats, yeah?” You try to console him but it seems he’s not having any of it.

Aggressively shaking his head, he wraps his arms around your neck, legs around your waist, now clinging onto you like a koala, desperate for you to not go. “Then let me go with you! I won’t let you be alone with Shinichiro! He’s a pervert and creepy and not good!”

You’re about to laugh at Manjiro’s proclamations but then, your boyfriend arrives, an irritated look on his face when he sees his younger brother clinging onto you and bad mouthing him.

“Hey munchkin! Stop saying shit-”

“Shinichiro, no bad words.”

Groaning at your words, he rolls his eyes but complies. “Stop badmouthing me when I’m right here. Spoiled little brat, you keep on taking my girlfriend away from me-”

“Maybe it’s because she likes me better, bleh!” Manjiro sticks out his tongue, further aggravating Shinichiro.

“Why you!” Just as Shinichiro’s about to charge at his brother and start a fight, you decide to step in, swiftly moving in between the two brothers.

Giving the little one a kiss on the forehead, you finally set him down on the ground, ruffling his hair before facing your boyfriend who’s glaring at the smug looking Manjiro.

“C’mon, Shin. The train’s about to leave.” Tugging on his arm, you lead him out of their house, Manjiro following along so that he can watch the two of you go.

Making it to the gate, you can see grandpa already waiting there with all of your bags for your one week trip to Yokohama.

“Do you have all of your things ready? Didn’t leave anything?” Grandpa asks the both of you to which you shook your head.

“No, I packed all of our things last night, grandpa. I think the only one missing is Manjiro.” You tease, eyeing the little blond who’s fidgeting with the handles of your bags.

The little one lets out a huff upon hearing Shinichiro and grandpa’s snickering, arms crossing against his chest. “Well, you have school tomorrow so you can’t go with them. Besides, you have Baji, he’s gonna be here by the afternoon for training, right?” Grandpa tries to make him feel better but Manjiro is too stubborn.

“No, Y/N is better than Baji and Shinichiro combined. Both of them can go on a year-long trip for all I care as long as Y/N’s with me. Baji also likes Y/n so I don’t like him.” That makes you laugh, touched at the way Manjiro’s grown attached to you after dating his brother for 2 years.

Cooing, you press another kiss to his forehead, ignoring the way Shinichiro’s trying to pull you away from his brother. “We’ll be back soon, okay? I’m gonna bring you lots of treats and presents and we can spend the rest of the day together when I arrive.”

Giving Manjiro and grandpa one last hug, you wave at them goodbye as Shinichiro starts leading the two of you to the train station.

“You spoil him too much.” He remarks, shoulders slumped and lips in a pout, making sure that you know that he’s jealous.

A smile fights its way to your lips but you try to hide it, knowing that it’s just gonna spur Shinichiro more into his little jealousy act. So, with tender hands, you caress his cheek, pinching it a little before making him stop walking so that he can look at you. “You know that I love Manjiro like a brother.” Pressing a light kiss to his lips, you notice the way his lips are starting to quirk into a smile.

Continuing, you press another one to his nose, both of your hands now cupping his cheeks so that he’ll be forced to look you in the eyes and not hide his flustered face. “I love him so much ‘cause he’s gonna be my brother-in-law once we get married, right?”

By now, Shinichiro’s face has turned a dark shade of red, the blush traveling down his face and onto his neck, reaching past the chain necklace that he always wears around his neck. “I’m just getting myself used to the Sano family, y’know?”

“Aish, you always know what to say, my pretty girlfriend is already making plans about marrying me~” He fanboys on the side, body wriggling around like a worm before he faces you, arm around your shoulder as he starts leading the two of you back to the train station though not before pressing several kisses to your lips, cheeks and forehead.

Giggling at his ministrations, you pretend to roll your eyes when Shinichiro smirks at you, pulling you closer to his side as he does so.

“Now, let’s enjoy our little week long date without any kids~”

The hour-long train ride finishes quickly after you’ve spent the ride sleeping on Shinichiro’s shoulder, motion sickness getting the best of you. “Wanna get something to eat first or do you wanna go to the hotel first and drop our things off?” Your boyfriend asks, busy looking around the street to look for potential restaurants.

Humming, you take out your phone, seeing several texts from grandpa and Baji’s mum. Probably the two kids asking where you are. “Let’s check the hotel first. The bags are too heavy for us to bring around Yokohama.”

“Alrighty then, lead the way, pretty girl.”

It takes the two of you ten minutes to get to the hotel, with you expertly leading the two of you through the different streets of Yokohama thanks to you memorizing the address last night,

Stepping inside the modern looking hotel, you’re greeted by the Receptionist, the pretty lady offering the two of you a smile. “Good morning, do you have a reservation?”

“Yes, under the name Mr. and Mrs. Sano, if you please.” Shinichiro butts in, hand on your waist as he pulls you closer to him, pressing a light kiss on your cheek once the receptionist nods at his words and starts looking at the monitor for your records..

You roll your eyes at his shenanigans, used to how he’s always subtly hinting at the two of you being ‘married’.

“Your room is on the 3rd floor, room number 313. You can leave your bags here and I’ll have the bellboy take it up to your room. If you have any requests or issues, please do not hesitate to give us a call.” Bowing, she bids the two of you a happy stay before you're whisked away by Shinichiro to the elevator.

You can feel the way your boyfriend is shaking in excitement, lips turning into a gleeful grin as he holds your hand throughout the elevator ride.

“Are you this happy to be away from your brother?” You shake your head in mock disappointment, already knowing that he planned for this trip for almost 2 months considering both of your busy schedules.

Shinichiro nods his head, his hold on your hand getting tighter as he swiftly twirls you around, other hand moving to the small of your back in order to pull you closer in the already tight elevator. “Of course~ We haven’t had a date alone for almost a whole year with Manjiro and Baji always coming along with us. We’re also always busy with work and school so I think that my excitement is justified, yeah?”

“Yeah, I think so too. Though it feels weird being able to go out and have a date without the kids.” You chuckle at the thought, already imagining how the two kids at home will react if they found out that Shinichiro’s work trip and your seminar will only last for 2 days and that the rest of the week will just be the two of you having a date around Yokohama.

Shinichiro also mentioned something about letting you meet someone.

The elevator door opens, showcasing the carpeted floor of the hotel.

Stepping out, the two of you start looking for your room, the keys dangling in your hold while you listen to Shinichiro talk about the different date ideas that he has in mind for the two of you.

“You think we’ll enjoy a little botanical date? And maybe we can also go to the ports and see what they have there. I haven’t been here in so long~” He lets out a nostalgic smile, eyes looking all dreamy like while you finally found your room.

Unlocking the door, you nod along to Shinichiro’s words as you push the door open.

You’re met with wide windows showcasing the scenery from below, along with a nice TV and a snack bar that you think is fully paid for, if you remember it right from your call 2 weeks ago.

Amazement flutters in your chest as you make your way to the windows, not noticing the disappointment and sadness that’s coursing through your boyfriend’s body who you’ve unconsciously left by the doorway.

While you’re taking in the beautiful scenery from below, your boyfriend lets out a whine, crying out your name as he does so.

Alerted by his distress, you turn around and are met with Shinichiro giving you puppy-dog eyes, lips quivering in a pout.

Your eyes widen, not at all sure as to what’s happened to Shinichiro’s excited babbling for it to turn into this pouting and gloomy vibes that he has now. Walking towards him, you ask him what’s wrong. Though his answer makes you deadpan.

“There’s two beds... are you breaking up with me?”

Letting out a heavy sigh, your shoulders drop, concern quickly fading away once you’re sure that your boyfriend is just being his usual dramatic self. “They probably just mixed it up, can always call down to the lobby and have them chan-”

“Are you tired of me and this is your way of hinting that you want to break up?” He cuts you off with the start of his dramatic act, your eye starting to twitch as you stand there and listen to what he has to say.

“Is it because... are you in love with Wakasa?! Oh no no, that’s too obvious. Is it Benkei? Takeomi?! That bastard, I told him to not smoke my cigarettes ‘cause that’s where I get my charm!”

Clicking your tongue, you watch as Shinichiro starts to pace around the room in mock distress. “Oh my god.”

Looking up at you with wide eyes, he prompts you to ask him what’s wrong, brows wiggling in order to urge you into playing along.

Giving up, you lean your shoulder against the wall. “What is it?” You ask, voice exasperated.

“You... you’re planning on marrying Baji’s mother aren’t you?! I saw the two of you having coffee the other day when I went and fetched you at your university. You’re secretly planning on running away together and leaving Baji with us, aren’t you?!” He continues his ridiculous skit, unaware of the upcoming bellboy with both of your bags.

Letting him continue, you tap your foot on the carpeted floor, nodding along to all of his accusations until the bellboy arrives, the worker awkwardly standing behind you as he looks at Shinichiro with wide eyes, unsure if this is the right room.

At the sight of the bellboy, Shinichiro’s face explodes into different shades of red, hands quickly covering his face as he turns around and walks to what you assume is the bathroom. “Well, that’s it for that skit, I guess.”

Turning around, you offer the bellboy a smile, bowing a little as you start talking. “Excuse me, will it be too much of a hassle if the bags get moved to another room? It seems that we’ve been assigned a different room from what we talked about when I had the reservation. I requested for a room with one king sized bed but we got 2 queen sized beds instead. Yes, thank you.”

The bellboy nods along, telling you that he’ll be the one telling the receptionist and that the two of you can just wait in the room while they handle the new room, no added payments.

Giving one last smile, you close the door behind you, a laugh starting to bubble up in your throat when you find your boyfriend sitting on the toilet bowl, head bowed down in shame as he sulks.

“Why’d you let me continue when you knew that someone was going to arrive?!” He whines, hands gripping his shirt as he dramatically leans against you. “You traitor! You betrayed me!” He lightly pounds his fist on your back, face pressed against your neck as you coo at him, teasing smile on your lips as you guide the two of you out of the bathroom.

“I’m sorry~ I was enjoying your little skit and didn’t notice~”

“Hmph! Didn’t notice, my ass! You spend too much time with Manjiro, you’re starting to become mean like him! You’re starting to be mean to your sweet and precious boyfriend who you love very much.”

A laugh escapes your lips which only makes him pout more.

Looking up at his pouting face, you press a quick kiss against his lips. “I’m sorry, love.”

He only hums at your apology, arms wounding around your body and pulling you closer to him in a hug.

It lasts for a few seconds until the telephone rings. Pulling away, you quickly answer the call, nodding along as you listen to the receptionist.

Putting it down, you face your boyfriend who’s staring at you with wide eyes, almost reminding you of his younger brother. “C’mon love, let’s finally go to that room with only one bed that you like so much then after, we can have lunch outside, yeah? You like that, my little drama king??”

Huffing at your light teasing, he takes your hand in his and pulls you out of the room, barely letting you close the door behind you as he leads you back to the elevator. “You better make it up to me later. My ego is too bruised for me to continue living.”

Rolling your eyes, you agree. “Sure thing, drama king.”

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crimefightingspiderguy · 3 years

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holding out for a hero

Summary: Shaun (Shang-Chi) offers you go out for drinks and who are you to refuse?

Warnings: Drinking. Talk of sex (none actually happens). No spoilers for Shang-Chi and the Legend of the the Ten Rings (but I do give away what his job is in the movie if you didn't know that pre-movie).

Pairings: Shang-Chi x reader

Word count: 2,492

A/N: I did make the female reader bisexual in this piece, but if that's not how you identify, it's only briefly mentioned in a sentence or two and you can just swap out the pronouns, or skip over it really quick, without affecting the plot :) Also, please do not think I'm using the name Shaun because I didn't want to use Shang-Chi or am being disrespectful to his true name. I'm basing this timeline wise, before he reveals his past to anyone close to him.

“Hey guys!” You waved to Shaun and Katy as you walked into the hotel to clock in. You were taking over Katy’s shift. She needed to go home early to go to the doctors, but Shaun was still there for another 3 hours with you. You were very willing to take over her shift when she asked. You loved working with both of them and any chance you got to, you gladly took it. I mean, who wouldn’t want to get paid to hang out with your best friends?

“You’re welcome.” You heard Katy say to Shaun as she was walking inside to clock out, passing you by with a cheeky wink, as you took your spot next to him.

“Well, she’s in an awful good mood for having to go to the doctors. I thought she had a fear of the doctors.” You gasped, “Is she drunk?”

He chuckled, “No. She’s not actually going to the doctors. She just wanted an excuse to leave work early to go to some concert in LA.”

“Oh, that wench! I gave up going on a date to come in for her. I thought she was dying or something.” You pouted, not actually mad at her, but you were still sad you told your date no.

“You had a date? Who’s the lucky one.” Shaun asked.

“Well, she is a lucky gal who I paid to go to dinner without me.” You huffed.

“You paid her to go out to dinner? By herself?”

“Well, we already had reservations, but I told her something came up with work and I had to go in. But she could take the reservation if she wanted, my treat. I’m sure she probably took someone else since it was a reservation for two.”

“So let me get this straight.” Shaun started to laugh, “You paid some random girl to go on your date with someone else?” He was doubled over in laughter by the end of his sentence.

You kicked his shin, “Hey, I was trying to do something nice for someone I stood up… but yeah it does seem like I probably just sent her on a date with someone else.” You started to laugh with him.

“You’re too nice for your own good sometimes.” He patted you on the shoulder. “How about this, after our shift, I’ll take you out for drinks and karaoke, my treat.”

“Well, that would make me feel better.” You grinned at him, leaving his side to help the new guest pulling up.

After the shift, the two of you took a bus to his apartment so he could change out of his uniform. You were going to stop at your house, which was between his apartment and the bar but when you got into his room, a deep blue sweater hanging in his closet pulled your attention to it. You walked into his closet and shut the mirror door over it. Pulling the sweater off the hanger, it was softer than you could ever imagine. You stripped of your uniform top and threw on the sweater. It was so comfortable and after a deep inhale, smelt exactly like Shaun. It was heavenly.

“(Y/N)?” Shaun called out to you, coming out of the bathroom after getting dressed himself. You stepped out of the closet, “Why are you wearing my sweater?” He laughed at your guilty expression as you slowly walked up to him.

“Well, it was just sitting there looking so comfy, I just wanted to try it on, but now that it’s on I’m afraid I’m never going to take it off. It’s too comfy.” You wrapped your arms around yourself, snuggling into the sweater even more.

“It looks good on you.” He smiled.

“It can be our sweater, how’s that sound?” You batted your eyelashes up at him as he threw his head back in laughter.

“Let’s go short stuff before I end up staying here and cuddling. Our sweater isvery cozy, so it’s very tempting.” Him saying he would rather stay home and cuddle with you, and him holding your hand as he pulled you out of his apartment caused you to blush. He let go of your hand to lock his door, turning to you, “Are you blushing?” He chuckled, grazing his fingers over your burning cheeks.

“No, it’s just getting a little warm in this sweater.” You rolled the sleeves up, letting your arms breathe, “There, that’s better.” You lied and turned away to the exit with determination. He just shook his head and chuckled.

You were a few shots deep into your bar night when you couldn’t help but stare at Shaun. ‘Has he always been this pretty?’ you thought to yourself.

“What are you staring at?” He laughed as he set your next drink down. You said nothing but answered him by putting your hand in his hair, “Your hair is so soft. Oh my gosh it’s softer than this sweater.”

“How many drinks have you had?” He burst out laughing, pulling your hand out of his hair and holding it on the table in his own.

“I haven’t had anything to drink.” You slurred as you take a sip of the fruity drink, he put in front of you.

“Mhmmm, and how many fingers am I holding up?” He held up 3 fingers on the hand not holding yours.

“3, now how many am I holding up.” You stuck up your middle finger and stuck your tongue out as he pretended to be hurt and gasped. “I have to pee.” You got up and stumbled your way to the bathroom. It was a pretty simple trip there and back, but when you got out you couldn’t remember where your table with Shaun was. So instead of going to the table you headed up to the stage and picked the first song that stood out to you, “Holding out for a Hero” by Bonnie Tyler. As the intro music was building up you spoke into the microphone, “This one goes out to that beautiful boy right there.” You pointed vaguely in Shaun’s direction and then burst out into song.

He laughed as he made his way up to the edge of the stage. He was mostly concerned that you’d fall off the stage and land right on your face, but he was really enjoying the performance that you’d likely forget tomorrow. When you finished your song, you held your hand out to meet Shaun’s stretched out one to help you off the stage.

“Oh my gosh, thanks for helping me down. That was like a 20-foot drop. You’re the hero I was holding out for!” You exclaimed as you threw your arms around his neck.

“It’s a stage maybe 3 inches off the ground, but I’ll take the credit I guess.” He pulled back from the hug and grabbed your hand, pulling you back to your seats.

“Oh no, I’m empty.” You pouted when you found nothing in your cup at the table.

“I’ll get us refills. Stay here.” He made his way up to the bar.

You pulled out your phone and opened your texts with Katy,

“OMG KATY THIS REALLY HOT GUY IS GETTING ME A DRINK AT THE BAR. I THINK I MIGHT GET LAID 2NIGHT! 🤪”

“I thought you were at the bar with Shaun?”

“Who’s Shaun?”

Shaun came back to your table and set down your glass.

“Well, hello handsome.” You wiggled your eyebrows at him, “Do you come here often?” You leaned your head on your hand, elbow on the table. You were as Katy would describe it to you, “heart-eyeing” him.

“Okay, I’m glad I grabbed you a water.” Shaun chuckled as he took his seat across from you.

His phone lit up with Katy’s contact picture. He answered it, plugging the opposite ear.

“Hello?”

“Hey, are you still with (Y/N)?”

“Yeah, why?”

“Who else are you guys with?”

“No one, why?” his question was met with silence, then a loud laugh from Katy.

“HA! No way, she totally texted me that a hot guy was getting her a drink and she was definitely getting laid tonight. When I asked her if she was still with you she said ‘Who’s Shaun’ and proceeded to stop texting me. She thinks your hot and that you guys are hooking up, this is going better than I thought it would when I called in.”

“Shut up, you’re messing with me.”

“Well, what is she doing right now?”

“She’s staring at me and sighing contently… OH MY GOD SHE DOESN’T KNOW WHO I AM!?” Shaun whisper-yelled into the phone.

“Well of course I know who you are silly! You’re the handsome man who’s sitting across from me and I’m the lucky gal who gets to look at you.” You giggled as you continued to stare at him with a sweet, but glazed over, look.

“Oh my god she’s so far gone.” Katy laughed on the other end.

“What do I do? Have you ever seen her this drunk?” Shaun was beginning to worry that you’d had way past your limit and you were about to get really sick.

“Oh yeah, definitely. All you have to do is bring her home and put her to bed. She’ll be fine, I’ve seen her drunker than this and not get sick.”

“Okay, should I make her coffee or something?”

“She’s allergic to coffee genius.” Katy rolled her eyes.

“Right, right. I knew that. Thanks Katy.” He hung up the phone and got up to grab your stuff.

“Hey where are you going?” You pouted as he walked up to the bar to pay the bill

“I’ll be right back, just wait here for me.” You nodded your head and waited patiently for him to come back.

“We’re going to go home now, alright?” Shaun pulled you out of your seat carefully helping you land on your feet. You nodded your head and yawned, stretching your arms over your head.

“Shaun, I’m too tired to walk.”

“Oh, now you remember who I am?” He chuckled, and you gave him a questioning look,

“Of course, I remember you, why wouldn’t I?”

“Well about 5 minutes ago you didn’t, I brought you a water and I guess it cleared your head enough. Come here.” He bent over enough for you to hop onto his back so he could give you a piggyback ride.

“My hero.” You mumbled into his back, closing your eyes as he started walking out of the building.

“Hey, (Y/N).” Shaun shook his shoulders to wake you up.

“Mhmm?” You moaned.

“Where are your keys?”

You sighed and climbed off his back, reaching into your purse, you handed the keys to him. He grabbed your hand and led you up to your porch, unlocking the front door and bringing you inside. He locked the door behind him and picked you up bridal style. Your head lolled into his chest as he carried you to your bedroom. He put you down on the bed, pulling the covers up and over you.

“Shaun…” You let your hand reach up to pull his arm back to you.

“What’s up?” He looked at you with concern.

“Can you help me take my pants off?” You laughed, and he blushed.

“Uh… yeah, sure.” Once he pulled back the covers, he realized why you asked. He hadn’t realized you were still in your dress pants from work. He went to unhook the buttons and slowly pulled them down your legs, tossing them into your hamper across the room. He pulled the covers back up to your chin and laughed as you happily took them and snuggled farther into the bed. He went to leave again but you stopped him yet again, “Shaun…”

“Yes?”

“Will you stay with me?”

“I was going to crash on the couch. I’ll be right outside, holler if you need something okay?”

“No… will you stay in here with me?” You opened your eyes for the first time since you got into your house. You gave him a puppy dog pout that made him melt.

“I can set up some couch cushions on the floor I guess…” he began looking around the floor to find a big enough space for him.

“No… Shaun… just come here.” You pulled him onto the bed and scooted over, pulling the covers over him. He hesitated for a second, body freezing, but when you snuggled your body into his side, he quickly melted under your touch. Not strong enough to fight off sleep any longer.

Shaun sighed as he woke up, he forgot to set his alarm last night. He probably was going to be late for work. He opened his eyes to see an unfamiliar bedding surrounding him. It then hit him that he was not alone. He was holding onto someone. Looking down, he saw your peaceful face resting into his chest. Your breath fanning over him, tickling him. ‘When did I take my shirt off?’ He thought as he quickly realized why it tickled. He looked under the covers slowly, trying not to wake you, ‘When did I take my pants off?!’ He questioned himself in alarm as he realized he was snuggled up to you in just underwear. He slowly leaned up on his elbow to look around them. Your pants and bra were thrown haphazardly towards your hamper and his shirt, pants, and socks laid at the end of the bed. He laid back on his side and looked down at his current position with you. He had his hand resting on your back underneath his sweater. Your legs tangled with his, and your hands cupping under your face that was cuddled up into his chest still. He couldn’t help the giant grin that plastered his face. He’s wanted to be with you like this for years. He’s wanted to be able to hold you close when he wakes up, to be able to kiss your forehead as you wake up, smiling up at him. He’s wanted to feel how soft your skin is, how gentle your lips rest against his skin. He’s got goose bumps all over his body as he realizes just how warm you are. He started rubbing circles on your back, trying to wake you up.

“Mhmm. That feels nice.” You smiled into his skin. You slowly opened your eyes and looked up at him, “See, isn’t this so much better than sleeping on the couch?”

“This is way better.” He kissed your hairline.

“I hope you know when I said this is our sweater, I meant I’m never giving it back.”

“You look better in it anyway.” He shrugged, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear, getting a good look at you, ‘Oh yeah, way better in it.’ He thought to himself as he blushed thinking about beautiful you were and how lucky he is right now in this moment.

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lolibles · 3 years

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A-Z with kazuha

character: kazuha x reader

pure fluff, complete brainrot, some angst not much tho

synopsis: the fluff alphabet with kazuha

implied gn!reader but please let me know if there are any mistakes or things i should look out for when writing gn!reader, im still learning!! <3 NOT PROOFREAD its so long and im lazy :)

A- how affectionate are they with their s/o?

kazuha is a very affectionate person, and he doesn’t try to hide it. kazuha is known for his flowery words, while kazuha loves to turn all kinds of things into poetry, its painfully obvious when one is about you. kazuha never fails to show his affection and love to you with his words and endless haikus of you. he can not stop talking about you, and even though sometimes he does it to tease you and get a laugh at your flustered expression, every time he declares his undying love for you, he means it.

B- what their s/o does that takes their breath away?

there are many things you do that take his breath away, but one thing that makes his heart do backflips is when you remember his haikus, and keep his gifted poems. kazuha has dedicated too many of his poems to you to count, kazuha himself can barely remember all of them. so you can say he was very shocked when one night you randomly whispered a poem he created for you months ago into his ear. kazuha was beyond shocked, his head never turned so fast to look at you, eyes widening. when he asked how you still remembered it, you pulled out a little notebook with scribbles of the poems and pieces of paper stuck inside with notes of dates, and the occasional doodles. you said it was so you never forget any of them, even when you were old. as kazuha flipped through the book he noticed poems from as far back as when he barely knew you. kazuha turned back to you and buried his head in your neck, attempting to hide the blush on his face as he kept mumbling i love you. his heart was swooning with love and joy for you, he knew you loved him, but he never knew something as simple as that could make his whole world stop.

C- do they like cuddling? if so, how and when?

kazuha loves cuddling so much. kazuha is honestly pretty touch starved so he constantly craves your touch. kazuha also gets pretty tired after working a full day out on the alcor or helping out with the resistance. he believes after a full days worth of hard work nothing beats lazing around tangled in your arms. kazuha doesn’t mind being the big spoon or little spoon. there are times of vulnerability where kazuha just needs you to hold him close, run your fingers through his hair and tell him everything will be okay. and there are times where he wants to hold you tight in his embrace as if he was protecting you for the most malicious forces in the world. there are also times where he simply just wants to be close to you, bodies smushed together, his hands wrapped around you with his neck buried in your collar. he tries to make you laugh or giggle so he can feel the vibrations of your sweet voice. kazuha loves to cuddle you at night before bed, he loves to fall asleep with you, the sound of your heartbeat lulling him to sleep, the warmth of your body is so pleasant and inviting. however cuddling at night often means waking up much later than usual. it means that either beidou or gorou angrily barging into your quarters to wake you guys up because you both were late, threatening to split the both of you up since you can never wake up on time.

D- what do they dream of doing with their s/o?

kazuha is a simple man, he finds joy and love in the littlest things. but that doesn’t ever stop him for dreaming- or rather hoping. he wishes one day he can walk down the streets of his hometown and show you the different sights. he hopes that there will be a day when he can see you wear a kimono, under the moonlight as he takes you up to a secluded spot to view the beautiful fireworks, although he will argue that you are far more lovely. kazuha hopes to bring you to see the sakura trees bloom, as you talk about how you wished you could’ve have seen them earlier, he wishes he can brush off the flower petals on your head before pulling you in for a gentle kiss. most importantly kazuha hopes that one day, he can bring you to visit his friend. even if he no longer is blessed upon this world, kazuha is sure he would have loved you. it is only necessary for kazuha to introduce his beloved to his only family.

E- how much effort do they put into the relationship?

kazuha pours his entire soul into your relationship, you are the only one he has left after all. kazuha believes his sole purpose is to treat you like his queen, if even for a second you feel like you aren’t loved, then he has failed. kazuha wants to serve you, though you often tell him he should try to put himself first, he’d merely chuckle and say “if i’m the reason you smile as brightly as the sun, the reason you sleep well at night or the reason you wish to wake up the next day. then there is not a thing i would change.”

F - do they want to start a family with their s/o? what is parenting like with them?

after getting over kazuha's fear of marriage (check M), kazuha wouldn't mind starting a family. although he is perfectly fine if it is just the two of you. if you want children then he is ready to learn, for you. i think kazuha would settle with one or two children, and he says he doesn't mind if you have a girl or a boy- but he is hoping on a boy. kazuha would be a great dad, apart from the fact he travels a lot and is rarely home. he tries his best to be there for you, he usually takes on jobs in the area you are staying or go on shorter trips with the crux while you are in the first few years having a child. he doesn't want to leave all the work to you of raising a young child, nor does he want to miss out those precious years of being a new parent. he loves adventuring but he loves his family too. another thing kazuha can not get enough of is seeing the look on your child's face when he arrives back after a trip, waiting for him at the harbour, flailing their arms about to capture his attention. and he can not ignore the look on your face either, so happy that your loving husband is home. kazuha can be strict but he prefers not to be, he can't say no to those curious eyes that look just like yours. i like to think that kazuha teaches your child to be a smooth talker just like him, this means they both get out of trouble a lot with you. despite kazuha's aloof demeanour, he actually has a rather playful side to him often pulling small pranks with your child on you. he tells your child stories of all kinds of adventures he has been on, your heart swoons at the sight of your child resting atop his chest trying his best not to fall asleep due to the warmth kazuha radiates. kazuha teaches your child all about inazuma and his heritage, telling them about the history and how one day he will bring both them and you to visit his homeland. the safety of his family is his number one priority, he will do anything to protect you and your child. he also teaches your child how to fight, and most importantly self-defence. if you both are travellers though, you decide to wait until your child is older to bring them on your adventures. and when they are, beidou certainly doesn't mind having a little kid running around the alcor causing a ruckus amongst other crew members.

G- what kind of gifts to they give their s/o? do they want one in return?

kazuha has always loved the sentiment of crafting a handmade gift. the amount of time and effort that goes into making something, is enough to show how much love someone has for them. kazuha also always loves to imagine what kind of expression you’d have after receiving his gift, he never asks for anything in return, well actually occasionally he’ll ask for a kiss thats it. kazuha remembers making you a beautiful hairpin, one that matched with his maple leaf haori. he gave it to you one night randomly, his hands pushing aside a bit of your hair to pin up. the way your eyes closed as he inches closer, his fingers occasionally brushing against your skin. when he finally backed away from you to take a look at his masterpiece, he was stunned. the way your face glistened from under the moonlight, you were so ethereal. his breath hitched, and the calm man sitting in front of you became flustered. kazuha made a note to always mentally prepare himself before giving you a gift that you could physically wear- if not he’d definitely blow a fuse.

H- do they hug their s/o? how often?

kazuha definitely hugs you, but i feel like hugs only happen at specific times. of course he will indulge you if you ask for it. kazuha hugs you when he misses you, when he needs you close to him. if you didn’t travel with him, he hugs you a goodbye and a hello. kazuha hugs you tightly because he knows he will be leaving soon, or he misses you so much and never wants to let you go. if someone ever makes kazuha jealous (which doesn’t happen very often), he will hug you from your waist whilst no one was looking, as he buries his head into your neck, taking in your scent. “your mine.” he’d whisper, hugging you tighter. “i am yours.”

I- how romantic are they? do they have problems with being intimate?

kazuha has very little problems with intimacy, he is a naturally romantic person. the way he speaks should be more than enough as evidence. he doesn’t get flustered easily, and he loves to see your expressions when he does something overly romantic- cheesy even, at the most random times. his poetry and haikus are often of you, he doesn’t shy away from flirting with you, teasing you, and constantly he is thinking of different ways to show his love to you. like i said he never knows what may happen tomorrow, so he is going to spend every day in the present being romantic and loving to you.

J- do they get jealous easily? how do they act?

i can’t typically see kazuha as getting jealous easily. there is often the rare occasion of him getting impatient because someone else has held your attention for too long, but other than that its very rare for kazuha to get jealous- he trusts you too much and feels like there’s simply no need for such feelings. i feel like one of the only few times kazuha would get jealous is when he’s drunk. drunk kazuha is needy and clingy, he wants to be around no one but you. if there is the slightest bit of space between you two, kazuha is determined to get rid of it by any means necessary. if you’re having a conversation with someone, be prepared to continue it another day because kazuha is whisking you away and peppering you with kisses while glaring at the person who kept you away from him the whole time. it gets a little uncontrollable when it happens, but kazuha remembers everything that happens the night before and his reaction is absolutely priceless.

K- are they a good kisser? do they like it? how often?

kazuha is miraculously a great kisser, well that is debatable from the beginning since he didn’t have much experience but he learnt very fast, and he is an amazing learner. kazuha’s everyday kisses can range from many varieties. kazuha’s forehead kisses usually linger for just the right amount of time, they are comforting and homely. it feels like you can tell how much kazuha trusts and adores you when he gives you forehead kisses. kazuha’s cheek kisses are different. they are quick and fleeting, usually he peppers your face with them, instead of a single kiss. it is playful and often filled with laughter, kazuha does it with a teasing note as his hands cup your face and pulls you closer for another kiss attack. lastly kazuha’s kisses on your lips, saved for the most romantic and intimate moments you share. often hidden from the public where kazuha can show you how much he loves you without any interruptions. they are passionate and always leaves the both of you wanting for more. he kisses you not too rough not too gentle, just until your lips are slightly plump and red. he takes your cheek in his hand, his other on your waist, pulling you close he whispers “may i?” and if you allow him, he will make sure this is a kiss you never forget.

bonus: kisses on the back of your neck, saved for the most private moments. if you have longer hair he likes to brush your hair back and place a teasing kiss on your neck, just to see you get flustered. and if you have shorter hair he finds himself often staring at the back of your neck, and just decides to indulge himself a few times with a kiss- teasing you along the way.

L- when do they say i love you? how often? do they say or show it more?

kazuha has always been more of a mix of both, he tends to show his love a lot yet he never fails to let you know he loves you. kazuha says it when it is just the two of you, when he has your attention and he has yours. he says it while tangled in your arms, under the blankets as you try to fight the feeling of sleep so you can spend more time with your beloved. kazuha shows it in his actions, even if done unconsciously, he somehow manages to convey ‘i love you’. its evident in the way he smiles for you, his eyes glistening as he lets out a hearty laugh. its evident in the way he holds your hand, guiding you down the stairs- even though you are perfectly capable of walking on your own. it is evident in the way he stares at you while you patch him up after he got hurt again, listening to your mother-like nagging to be careful. he doesn’t always say it outright, but you know, you know he loves you.

M- thoughts on marriage? how do they want to hold the ceremony?

well kazuha definitely has thought about it, thats for sure. in all honesty he is a little intimidated by the idea of marriage. don’t get me wrong, he wants to get married to you, its just kazuha has an interesting past. he’s afraid that somehow even if he’s miles away from her, she’d end up coming back to haunt him, and this time take you too. kazuha also knows unlike others, he can’t offer you the most stable life. he fled from his own country, a god literally wants him dead. he wanders around without an end destination, no real home anymore. he wonders if you really want to get married to someone like him- this thoughts are the things that keep him awake at night. if you ever help kazuha get over his fears and make him understand you love him for who he is now, perhaps he wouldn’t hesitate before popping the question. he would love a quiet and small ceremony, he doesn’t mind a grand wedding but he would prefer something more lowkey and intimate. no distractions so he can take it all in, you finally are his.

N- what are dates like with them? how often do you guys have night outs?

dates aren’t as easy to come by with kazuha, working on the sea or with the resistance means work needs to be done and there isn’t much time for going out. but kazuha makes it work, most of the time its rather spontaneous. kazuha would appear before you and ask you to close your eyes, taking your hands in his to guide you to a little spot he made up on the alcor. hidden away from the drunkards causing a ruckus on deck. he sits you down next to him on a nice blanket and asks you to open your eyes. its a cute little get up, a few snacks and sake under the stars. kazuha would apologise for not being able to give you a proper date, yet you couldn’t ask for more. he’d pull you close saying he didn’t want you to get cold, and he’d teach you about stars and constellations.

another time while you both were working hard for the resistance, kazuha showed up by your tent at night and asked you to accompany for a walk. kazuha would take your hand in his, as he carried an umbrella over your heads. he wouldn’t bring you too far from camp but he tried to make your time worthwhile. he’d tell you about the poems he made of you the afternoon since he missed you the whole day. he’d promise to take you somewhere nicer once everything was under control again- he gives your hand a squeeze and kisses you on the cheek. it wasn’t much but it was all you both had. )

O- what would they do if their s/o got hurt or injured badly? (ouch)

it doesn’t matter how hurt you got, small or big, kazuha feels his world stop spinning. his mind flashes back to the moment he watched his friend die, and he desperately tries to keep his emotions at bay. tears threaten to spill, his voice cracks as he asks where you are. he gets to you as fast as he can, he begs that his legs don't give way yet. he blames himself for not being able to protect you, he couldn't save his friend, but please not you. the moment he catches the glimpse of your body bandaged up, bruises scattered all over skin, he can not contain the amount of guilt that rushes over himself. kazuha is by your side in an instant, taking your hand gently as he lets his eyes scan over your injury. he doesn't stop apologising, he lowers his head as he lets the waterworks run. ironically watching kazuha blame himself for not being able to protect you hurts more than the injuries you have sustained. if you can, please take him into your arms, tell him it's not his fault and you are okay. kazuha wouldn't know what to do if you were gone too.

P- are they playful in the relationship? how do they mess around with their s/o?

it may not look like it, but kazuha is rather playful. especially when it is just the two of you, kazuha suppresses the urge to not tease you. he can't help that you are just so easy to tease. he likes to challenge you to little games at the expense of a kiss. he loves seeing your expressions when he teases you, or purposely loses to you at a game. he also loves to flirt with you, tell you how much he loves you and how much he wants to make you his- even if you already are. he definitely is the type to ask you if your single and want to date him while you are dating, he says "your boyfriend doesn't need to know, so just come with me" and if you play along he falls more in love. it's also dangerous if your a ticklish person, he will often poke you just to hear your laugh or squeal. he craves to hear your melodic laugh, he never wants you to shut up. kazuha is never mean when he plays around with you though, he never crosses the line and he can read the mood well. he knows when is the right time to mess around with you, and he knows when to stop. as much as he loves it he never wants to make you mad. i

Q- what will they do if their s/o is queer or part of the LGBT community? how will they react?

kazuha doesn't mind, he believes that love is love and coincidentally he loves you for you. kazuha listens and is keen on learning your past and why you decides to be who you are now. he picks up on your prefered pronouns without hesitation and treats you with nothing but respect. if you are insecure about it, he will make it his only goal to write you a poem a day about how much he loves you and how much he wishes for you to find self love. kazuha is aware of the occasional disapproval from outsiders, and he doesn't think twice before using his vision to mess with them, knocking them off their balance or messing up their hair. he tells you that others may say what they want but you need not worry for there are many others who love you and will love you for the rest of their lives- him included.

R- how random and spontaneous is the relationship?

a relationship with kazuha is beyond random. there are moments when kazuha just grabs your hand and takes you away to some place because he wants to be with you. kazuha enjoys surprising you with things as well, if he sees something he thinks you will like, he will buy it or attempt to make it for you. when he travels he definitely brings you back pressed flowers or pretty gemstones that remind him of you. kazuha often does things for you on a "just because" basis, even if it holds no significant reason, he will give you a gift, give you a kiss or whatever you want. kazuha also randomly declares his love for you just because.

S- what do they do is their s/o is scared?

kazuha knows what its like to be scared, to feel petrified to the point its hard to breathe, hard to speak, hard to move. his world crumbles at the thought of how you may go through emotions like that. he never wants you to go through any pain, it simply doesn’t matter what causes you to feel so frightened. if it scares you, it scares you. there is no need for him to laugh at you or belittle your feelings. kazuha will never forgive himself if he makes you feel invalidated. when you are scared, kazuha will be by your side in an instant, his arms engulfing you like a warm blanket, as he whispers sweet nothings into you ear. he asks you to focus on his fingers tracing shapes onto your back. he doesn’t let go of you until he feel your heart rate return to normal. and when it does, he releases you from his tight grip to kiss away the tears rolling down your cheeks. giving you a simple smile. “my love, i wont let anything harm you. i love you.”

T- how much do they trust their s/o?

to be in a relationship means kazuha trusts you a lot. kazuha has gone through much, and is constantly on the run. there are few people he can open up to and trust that they would not leave him behind. it takes a while for kazuha to tell you about everything, don't get me wrong he knows he loves you but it isn't easy to bring something so dark about his past to light. he hopes you don't get mad or disturbed by him for keeping it hidden for so long. when he finally does tell you about his past, and you stick by him no matter what he feels his heart slowly gets put back into place.

U- do they like to take things slow or fast? (urgency)

kazuha takes things at a pretty average pace. honestly it's kind of like a write off, he knows it will take him a while to fully trust someone yet he is undoubtedly touch-starved. and when it comes to you he can't seem to hold himself back. when kazuha courts you its slow and relaxed, he never wants to force you into a relationship and make you uncomfortable. he takes his time to learn what you like and dislike, he takes his time to get to know you. and when you finally start dating he tends to take things faster, not too fast though, he makes sure everything he does is okay with you before rushing in head first. unconsciously he tends to touch you a lot, he finds comfort in your warmth. sometimes it's as simple as brushing your hair back, and sometimes it's having his hands on your thigh while you sit next to him. he just loves it so much.

V- how vocal are they about the relationship? do they want it to be a secret?

kazuha prefers to keep it lowkey. only a few people know of your relationship with him. he doesn't want you to get hurt because of him, after all he is rather infamous for escaping from the shogunate and their leader. he also is more on the private side. however its very easy to tell that kazuha is infatuated with you solely by the way he looks at you, talk of you. you can tell that he is completely smitten over you, it takes someone awfully dense to not realise his feelings for you.

W- random scenario with them! (wild card)

the first time kazuha saw you dressed up so beautifully was when beidou insisted that the both of you attended a party in liyue with her. he didn't enjoy parties as much but he thought it would be nice for you to take a break from running away, and if you were there he was sure it would be a lot more bearable. and he was right, it was. beidou had whisked you away earlier to be presentable for the occasion, kazuha himself had to wear something he wasn't used to- he thought it was uncomfortable. but the moment he saw you walk out of the room dressed to the nines, all the discomfort that came with his outfit was thrown out the window and replaced with fluster. kazuha was quick to regain his normal charm however, throwing compliments in your directions as he held out his arm for you to hold- yet not even his sly behaviour could escape your eyes, there indeed was a blush on his cheeks. beidou left the two of you to be, enjoying the food and lovely music playing in the background, yet all kazuha could hear was the melody of your voice. as the room fell silent and a slow tune began, kazuha earned a few nudges from beidou "ask them to dance" she whispered. and he did, it felt like it was straight out of a fairy tale. his eyes were burning into yours as he reached his hand out. you gladly accepted, but you never knew kazuha had learnt to dance, especially so well. you suppose everything about him is eloquent. the moment was something you'd cherish for the entirety of your life, the feeling of him guiding your footsteps along to his. his hands resting perfecting on your waist as yours did by his neck. he often made small jokes about the other stuck up guests, which made you laugh. his heart fluttered. as the song came to an end, you gave him a small kiss on his cheek. a smile appeared on his face, your action warming his chest.

"won't you dance with me again, my love?"

X- do they like petnames? do they use petnames? (XOXO)

kazuha loves using petnames on you. he likes to call you darling or my love. he finds using nicknames rather endearing, and he loves how you react with a simple "hm?" because you know he loves you like that. if you ever give kazuha a petname his heart swoons in adoration for you. he loves them! but kazuha also loves the way his name rolls off your tongue, the sound of your voice is like maple syrup in his ears.

Y- what do they do when they yearn for you?

missing you is something kazuha is unfortunately used to. given that kazuha is a traveller it is understandable why you two are often apart. when kazuha misses you, everyone can tell. especially since your absence in his life is all his poetry becomes. he muses how you are and how it hurts being so far from you. he often finds himself immersed in creating more haikus to show you when he finally reunites with you. more here.

Z- what is sleeping like with them? (zzz)

sleeping with kazuha is warm, you never have to fear the cold especially with kazuha's arms wrapped protectively around you. kazuha doesn't care whether he is the big spoon or small spoon, he just wants to be with you. if he spoons you, just make sure that he wakes up earlier than you if not he is never letting go. his grip is not too tight but still very strong around you. he enjoys being close to you and he loves how you let him be near you. if you are spooning him, please let kazuha rest his head in the crook of your neck. he loves to feel your heartbeat as he tries to fall asleep, the last thing he hears is your heart thumping every so peacefully. the smell of your soap puts him to sleep in a way he never knew it could. he loves how this time you wrap your arms around him to protect him instead, for once he feels like in your arms, he is perfectly safe.

oh my god this took so damn long???? but i didn't have much inspiration and this just came to mind. some letters were EXTREMELY hard to write so please excuse if its a little ooc i tried ;-; im glad im done tho, this honestly is the longest thing i have written in a very very long time and im really happy i did. im also pretty excited to try it for other characters i already have childe's and xiao's one in mind :) anyway!!!!!! please let me know if you liked this thank u bebs muah...

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Cute shit I think they’d do: JJK edition.

Buy me a coffee?

Itadori ‘best boi’ Yuji:

This boy would to spend as much time with you as possible so I think he would have movie nights with you where you’d stay up cuddled into each other and ultimately falling asleep in cute little onesies with empty packets of sweets piled up nearby for tomorrow yous’ problem as Nobara sneaks a few pictures in that Itadori may have printed out and stuck on a wall or put in picture frames along with the other pictures he had on display to remind him of what he was fighting for on days when it felt hopeless.

I also feel like he’d leave some of the hoodies out for you to wear because he likes how adorable you look in them and if you own any hoodies yourself he’ll probably steal one or two because that boy defiantly lives by the “what’s yours is mine and what’s mine is yours.” Quote since he stole your heart and you stole his.

Lastly I can imagine him taking you to a golden retriever experience where you just sit with the doggos for awhile until it was time to go witch was always the hardest thing to do when the cute golden fluffs would whine and remain close to you as you were leaving. Yuji definitely cried. I don’t make the rules.

Fushiguro Megumi:

Not massive on PDA but would sit close to you, brush his hand against yours or brush shoulders when you walk together, maybe some cheek and forehead kisses when no one is looking but it’s really cute because he’s trying and that’s all that matters in all honesty which makes it all the more cuter when he’s be visibly flustered if someone were to catch onto his silent affection.

I think he’d read to you. His voice would put you right to sleep as his fingers run across your back/arm. Doesn’t really help that he smells like bookends, mint and a hint of lemon and lime and maybe pine. He’s your personal pillow and he’ll try not to wake you but if he has to be somewhere he’ll move you off of him slowly and put his pillow in your arms as a temporary decoy.

He would make sure your not overworking yourself/ making sure your eating, drinking water and not doing strenuous activities that may cause you harm because I think he has previous experience with over exerting himself in order to get stronger only to come to realise that he wasn’t going to get stronger if he treated himself that way and now makes sure you don’t pull the same stunt.

Inumaki Toge:

-this bit is based off of @ruetaro inumaki hc-

He sends funny videos of whatever happens when you two are apart whether it be Panda tripping and breaking one of Maki’s weapons by accident which causes the green haired female to chase him with the motive of kicking his ass but that wasn’t the best part. The best part was Inumaki trying to hold back a laugh. Cutest shit ever. So whenever the video cuts short it’s highly assumed that Maki and Panda were chasing him for laughing at their predicament and is probably seeking refuge in his room for 3-5 business days.

Likes physical touch Sind she can’t really speak in sentences due to his cursed speech so he thrives off of the smallest of affection and it makes him feel like he’s loved -which he is- and he would most likely become thirsty for cuddles and kisses afterwards that his hand is superglued in holding your own. I feel like if you were wearing an oversized sweater he’d sneak his way under it so he can be as close to your warmth as possible. 🥺🥺

Binge watch series together on his laptop. Your lap? his pillow. Sleep? Nowhere in sight cuz this fucker stays up late so you’ll have to force him to sleep or just say he’s not getting affection if he doesn’t go to sleep to which he would childishly glare at you, puff his cheeks out before going to sleep as though he wouldn’t end up snuggled into your chest after awhile.

Nanami Kento:

I feel like after a long tiering day from work he would love nothing more then to get back home to you and take a nap. It’ll be the thing he couldn’t wait for as it meant holding you in his arms safe from all harm. His velvet voice would be heavenly on your ears when your both sleepy like Fushiguro it would probably put you to sleep instantly. He’d portably be out like a light if you were to run your hand through his hair. That’s just my opinion though.

He’d probably be into domestic shit like you wearing his shirt so he’d pry open an eye just to watch you get changed or watch you wake up from a beautiful dream he hoped he was apart of. Drinking coffee/tea together would be cute as he knew how you take your drink and you knew how he takes his, which may seem small and insignificant but is really a sweet thing to remember as it meant he’d cared about the little details. So I’m addiction to the domestic shit he’d remember the little things.

He might take you to that bakery he frequents because he felt like treating you and that you might like it. Spoiler: you do end up liking the bakery and make it a tradition to go whenever you both had time to spare which was rare but that’s what made it even more special.

Nobara Kugisaki:

You can’t tell me she wouldn’t be able to make aesthetic photos. Cuz she can and she’s incredibly photogenic. I just wanna get that thought out of the way.

Personally I feel like you could binge eat anything and Nobara wouldn’t judge but she would probably smack you if you touch her food but if anyone were to say shit about it Nobara would shut them down so fucking fast cuz what you eat shouldn’t be anyone business. Yuji and Megumi may join you on occasion but it’s mainly a you and Nobara thing as you would watch cheesy shows for entertainment. I just wanna eat with Nobara now.

I feel that she likes a moderate amount of pda -which will increase when jealous- so she would hold your hand, some kisses maybe and probably takes you on a boba date or shopping spree. Or both if you had the time. Either way it’ll be phenomenal date none the less as you make so many cute memories of someone getting their ass handed by Nobara because they were staring way too long for her liking. ☺️ ah good times indeed.

Choso Kamo:

Precious baby boi. 🥺

I think once he gets a taste of affection he will come back for more so after you give him a hug or a kiss on the cheek he will make himself comfortable into your side like cat when they want your attention which melts your heart so you are legally obligated to give him all the affection he requires. It’s against the law to not do so unless you want a sad Choso. No one wants a sad Choso. So your stuck giving him cuddles, kisses and other.

Another one I see liking the domestic shit and would try and make you stuff. The furrow in his brow told you how seriously he was taking this task which was cute but you didn’t want him to hurt himself over not knowing how a coffee machine works. I don’t want anything bad happening to him. I’ll cry.

This’ll be just me but I think he might have an affiliation for some sweets such as dark chocolate or black liquorish. Something not too sweet yet not just enough sweet to become his comfort snack or something. I just think he would but you’d probably have to tell him that having so much isn’t exactly healthy. Though it didn’t meant that the face he makes when he’s caught stealing nibbles when he shouldn’t isn’t the most cutest thing you’ve ever seen.

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