#arisu drabble

[niki-phoria]

This may be a little boring ......

I was thinking about chishiya and arisu reaction if reader wipes their kiss away. Like i said this might be boring but i would be really happy if you could do this!

‧₊˚✩ chishiya, arisu and kuina reaction - wiping their kisses away

warnings: ooc chishiya, fuck canon chishiya and kuina will forever be a t4t duo in my fics poor depictions of drunk people, drunk kuina

a/n: thank you for requesting !! i kinda struggled with this one ngl (specifically chishiya's) but i think this idea is really cute :) i hope you like it <33

additional note: i've been writing for enha a lot lately so i wanted to make it clear that i still write for aib !! i just mostly write requests so feel free to send anything :))

gn reader (no pronouns used)

requests open !! read my rules first

‧₊˚✩ chishiya

word count 404 i'm obsessed with him send help

chishiya leans down, quickly brushing his lips against your cheek before he pulls away. instinctively, you brush your hand against the skin he kissed. he pauses, blinking at you in shock for a few seconds. deep brown eyes stare at you as he tries to make sense of what you just did. 

you twist the soda can in your hands, cutting into the metal to prepare it for a mess of wires that will make it into a makeshift bomb. behind you, the door swings open and a tired kuina enters. she lets out a dramatic sigh, sitting down at the table beside you. “another bomb?” 

“you can never have too many, right?” you chuckle. 

kuina hums, cocking her head at chishiya. “you look like you just saw a ghost.” she leans to look at him over your shoulder before whispering in your ear. “i’ve never seen his eyes so big before. it’s kinda freaking me out.”

you look up at him, setting the can aside. 

chishiya takes the opportunity to lean down again, this time kissing your lips. he pulls away just as quickly before silently disappearing back within the beach. 

kuina sits on one of the beach chairs, rolling her wooden cigarette between her lips. she lights up when you approach. “have you seen chishiya?” 

“you know he doesn’t hang around out here,” she sighs. “he’s probably back in the workshop.” 

you nod. “thanks.” 

you make your way through the winding hallways of the beach’s hotel as you retrace the route back to the workshop chishiya usually works in. true to kuina’s word, he’s sitting at the table, tinkering away at another new invention using a variety of random items he found at the beach. 

he doesn’t react when you enter. you silently make your way over to sit next to him, leaning over his shoulder as you watch him. “are you ignoring me?”  

“no.” he sets the tape aside, finally turning to face you.

“then why are you acting so weird?” 

“you wiped my kiss away.” 

you stifle a laugh, moving closer to straddle his hips until your knees rest on either side of his thighs. chishiya rests his hands on your hips as you wrap your arms around his shoulders. “i’m sorry, baby. it won’t happen again.” 

he presses another sweet kiss against your lips, this time long enough for you to pull him back in for more. “it better not.”

‧₊˚✩ arisu

word count 407 he's terrified but he's also so cute dnkslns

you close the door to arisu’s room behind you as you enter before setting your bag down by the side of his bed. he’s sitting at his desk with a headset on, occasionally talking to chota and karube. you make your way over to stand behind his chair. you lean over his shoulder as he focuses on the round. his fingers are fast as they move between the buttons of his controller, moving expertly to kill each enemy he comes across. 

sensing he hasn’t noticed your presence behind him yet, you brush your hand against his shoulder. he jumps a little, glancing up at you before returning his attention to the screen. “hi babe.” 

“oh no, y/n’s there,” you can hear chota through the headset. “that means arisu will be leaving soon.” 

“well, let’s hope whoever replaces him is decent. otherwise we’re screwed.” karube chuckles.

“come on, i don’t always leave.” arisu complains. 

“yes you do.” 

“do you really want chota to list every time you’ve abandoned us early because y/n showed up?” you stifle a chuckle as arisu sighs, accepting his defeat. 

he leans up to press a kiss against your cheek, setting his controller down on the table in front of him. you bring your hand up, wiping it across the skin he just kissed. arisu looks up at you with wide eyes, gasping. you cock your head at him. “what?” 

“did you just wipe my kiss away?” he dramatically presses a hand against his chest, leaning back in his chair as if he’s been shot. “i can’t believe this! how could you?” 

you try to hide your smile, moving to sit on arisu’s lap. he sits up immediately. you smirk down at him as he hesitantly moves his hands to your hips. “i sincerely apologize, arisu ryohei,” you tease. “how will i ever make it up to you?” 

“a kiss would help.” he mumbles. you lean down to gently pull him into a sweet kiss. you can feel him smile into it, making you smile as well. 

the moment is interrupted by karube and chota complaining over his headset. “are you really gonna make out with your mic on?” 

“hey! we’re about to start another round!” 

arisu leans over, hanging up from the call. the blush on his face has deepened when he looks back at you. you laugh, slipping the headphones off of his head, pulling him back into another kiss.

‧₊˚✩ kuina

word count 463 this one is my fav i love her

“kuina?” you call, searching for her through the crowd. she’s easy enough to find - sitting on a beach chair and joking around with usagi and arisu. her head is thrown back as she laughs. her joy is infectious as you stand, watching her for a few seconds. it’s not often that you see authentic joy in the borderland - especially not at the beach. 

a small smile of your own spreads across your face as you make your way over to her. she’s still giggling as you approach, lighting up when she notices you. “baby!” she cheers, all but throwing her body onto yours in her excitement. you stumble a little as you wrap your arms around her waist, catching her body. you can smell the alcohol on her breath as she clings to you, still racked with drunken giggles every now and then. 

“sorry,” usagi gives you a sympathetic smile. next to her, arisu is also laughing. you can see the empty bottles and cans of alcohol on the ground around the beach chairs next to them. “they got a little carried away.” 

you shake your head, still holding kuina up. “it’s alright. thank you for keeping an eye on her.” 

“of course,” she smiles, glancing back at arisu. “i should probably get him to bed.” 

“me too. i’ll see you tomorrow?” 

usagi nods. “we’ll see you tomorrow.” 

“come on, honey,” you whisper to kuina, coaxing her to follow you into the hotel and back through your room. it’s easy enough to drag her through as she wraps her arms around your shoulders. 

you’re grateful chishiya told you to choose a room on the first floor by the door; even more so when it only takes a few minutes to get kuina from the pool into your shared bedroom. she pulls your face down as you set her on your bed, leaning up to press a kiss against your cheek. you wipe the alcohol from her lips off of your face, leaving to grab a water bottle to set on the bedside table. 

kuina is pouting at you when you return. “what is it?” 

“you wiped my kiss away!” she whines. 

you can’t help the laugh that escapes you as you sit down next to her. you brush her hair behind her ear. “i’m sorry baby.” 

kuina wraps her arms around your shoulders, twisting your bodies so she’s hovering over you. she stares down at you for a few seconds before leaning down and pressing a million little kisses against your skin. you laugh at the ticklish feeling, gently pushing her away. 

after pressing a final kiss against your lips she pulls away, laying down next to you. “satisfied?” 

she rolls onto her side to look at you with a wide smile. “very.”

[sunoooism]

THE ONE- ryohei arisu x gn!reader

୨୧ . . . content— established relationship, fluff, arisu is intoxicated, gn!reader.

when you opened the door supposedly to greet and thank the pizza man for your meal that you ordered half an hour ago you were not expecting to see your drunk boyfriend practically being dragged by your mutual friend Tatta. "what happened?" you asked as you took Arisu's other arm and draped it around yourself so you could hopefully situate him on your couch. once you had successfully done so you laid a gentle kiss to his nose, almost immediately he started pawing at your arm, trying to pull you onto his lap which Tatta found extremely amusing. the latter would definitely not miss a chance to tease his companion about this later.

"ah, well he said he was going to find some friends and when we found him again he was drowning in shots next to Chota, Karube and some stranger I didn't know." Tatta explained with a sorrowful tone while you took to finding your lover a glass of water and something to eat, preferably bread so it could soak up some of the alcohol he consumed. "sorry we didn't keep an eye on him" you chuckled and placed Arisu's favorite glass on the coffee table while handing the man himself a piece of bread which he started to chew lethargically. "it's fine! I wasn't expecting you to stare at him the whole night, you were there to have fun too. have you got a lift home?"

"yeah, Kuina and Usagi are waiting out the front" you nodded and engulfed him in a chaste hug before Arisu tugged at your waist again, you smiled and took his hands in yours.

"enjoy the rest of your night, Tatta"

"I would say the same but it looks like you'll be turning in fairly soon" you smiled once more and waved him off as he closed the door behind him, leaving you to tend to your intoxicated boyfriend. Ryohei seemed pleased now that he could have you all to himself.

once bathed and a little less drunk you led Arisu to the couch again where you were pulled to sit on your giggly boyfriend. you lay your head on his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat along with the gentle rise and fall of his chest. little droplets of water slid off his hair and dampened his green sleep shirt, he didn't seem to care and picked up your hand to start mindlessly fiddling with your fingers. after a while he started to place feather light kisses on each of your fingertips. you giggled whenever his plush lips touched your skin, the kaleidoscope of butterflies in your abdomen squirmed whenever you saw his lips pucker. "what're you doing, angel?" the question seemed to fly right over his head so you sat quietly watching him until he answered.

" 'm gonna put a ring on your finger one day" probably the cheesiest grin known to man spread across your face, and as you were unable to contain it you simply let your flustered chuckle out, earning another kiss to your thumb from Arisu. "yeah? you want to marry me?" although he was still intoxicated and probably not aware of what he was saying, you really hoped it was all true. "100%, sweetheart. you're definitely the person for me." After all, drunk words are sober thoughts. "well that's good news, 'cause I was just thinking about how you're the one for me!" you could see his eyes glaze over, so full of love for you and your shared relationship. "really?" with a brisk nod of your head you pressed your forehead to his and whispered, "you're the only one for me. I've never met anyone who makes me feel the way you do."

"me neither" lovesick was the only way to describe how you were feeling in the moment. unable to stop smiling, you pecked his lips and decided to linger for a little while. "good, now let's get to bed. we have things to do tomorrow"

"like planning our wedding?" He said hopefully, his innocent doe eyes pleading with you. "yes, Ryohei. like planning our wedding." there was a lengthy pause where all you did was stare at each other until he spoke up again. "you're gonna be Mr/s. Arisu"

"or you could be Mr. L/n"

"....I like that better actually" you chuckled and pressed a firm kiss to the crest of his hairline.

©sunoooism

[syntheticfoxfire]

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ niragi + fireworks [post-borderland] yes i'm late

The night is getting loud. As the world approaches the end of yet another year, people on the streets are getting wilder and louder, and even if there's still plenty of time until midnight, some of them are already shooting off fireworks. The pretty lights sparkle in the night sky, lighting up the night.

Niragi's never been one to appreciate things just because they’re beautiful. Yet for some reason, each New Year’s Eve he stands on the balcony of your apartment and watches the sky erupt in colors. He seems to be looking past them, though, lost in thought.

He’s never told you about the scars on his body, how exactly he got so badly burned, and you don’t push. You have your theories, of course. After years of knowing him, at times almost analyzing his behavior, you’re pretty sure you know - and you suppose he’s aware of it too.

You were fortunate enough to avoid the whole catastrophe that happened in Tokyo, but you were fascinated and read about every article and interview with the victims out there. Most of them, if not all, mentioned seeing fireworks. In hindsight, of course, it is apparent that that’s not what the lights were, but it explains a lot. It explains the lost, almost longing, look on your boyfriend’s face as he stares at the night sky.

You open the doors to the balcony and shiver in the chilly night air. You’re sure he’s heard you come out, but you still move cautiously to avoid startling him as you wrap your arms around his waist and rest your head on his left shoulder. After all this time, he still prefers you don’t look at the burned half of his face. He makes an annoyed noise when you resist his attempts to pull you to his side instead.

“Just a moment, I promise,” you whisper. You can feel him rolling his eyes. His body tenses and relaxes under your touch, as if it can’t decide whether to enjoy it or shrug you off. You hope one day he’ll learn to accept it. It’s not your fault his back is so comfortable and it feels so good to hold him.

Eventually though you relent and let him guide you to stand in front of him. He seems much more comfortable having you trapped between his body and the railing. You can’t really see him now, which you suppose is another bonus for him.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you like the fireworks so much and say it’s cute,” you hum as you carefully cover one of his hands with yours. He scoffs, stepping closer until your back is pressed against his chest and the railing digs into your stomach.

“Good thing you’re smart,” he bites back.

Another firework blows up in the sky, huge and majestic. It colors the world in hues of red for a few seconds, as if it was splattered in blood. You want to see Niragi, but he’s made it clear he doesn’t want to be seen. You’re grateful he’s accepted your presence at least. 

“Are you thinking about it?” whatever it is, you ask quietly, softly rubbing your thumb across the back of his hand. He stays quiet for a few seconds.

“Doesn’t matter,” he responds reluctantly, and you don’t push. There’s tension in his voice and body that wasn’t there before and you feel vaguely sorry that you’ve asked. It’s not like you need to know every little thing about him, but you can’t help being curious - especially since this is kind of a big deal.

“Alright, but I’m here if you ever need to talk. I can just sit and listen,” you reassure him, again. Sometimes you’re tempted to try and count all the things you’re dying to hear about.

“You don’t need to hear about my fuck ups,” he sneers. In response you hum and tilt your head back to rest on his shoulder. He allows it.

“I don’t but I want to. I’m already yours, Niragi. I’m not going anywhere no matter what you tell me,” you try to look at him, but he gently takes your jaw between his fingers and tilts your head back down to look straight in front of you.

“Just watch the fireworks,” he doesn’t sound upset, which is rare and surprising and works well in making you listen to him.

He doesn’t speak afterwards, but one of his arms snakes around your waist and pulls you closer to him. He holds you tightly, possessively, and you wonder whether maybe you should’ve worded your response differently.

That’s one more question to ponder in the new year.

[luvsae]

texts with arisu . . ♡

- arisu x gn!reader

- fluff | no warnings, just rlly short 😭 !!

- summary : just a short little au about bf arisu texting you !! this is pre-borderland.

[exepolars]

aib hcs

1. usagi's fave colour is orange. brilliant sunset orange, the kind she'd see and breathe in when sitting at the top of a mountain. she remembers her father in that light the most, his smile lines deep, crooked with love as he looked to the dying sunrays.

2. arisu's favourite colour is blue, a plunging and open sky ripe with freedom. it makes him think of the infinite possibilities of life, of moving forward and stepping into the azure future. he thinks of giving up less and it reminds him of hope.

3. chota has an addiction to tetris. he's constantly on the leaderboards, either tapping away on his phone or shirking off work on the computer. it's terrifying to watch him play. when he's playing, it's like the world becomes fuzz. karube once broke into his apartment bc he was knocking and chota wasn't responding.

he didn't even realise someone was behind him until karube grabbed his phone and chota screamed. his fear of the intruder was secondary to him losing his full clear streak, he admitted. they tease him a lot about it.

4. kuina has a butterfly tramp stamp on her lower back. she got it early on in her transition, and it was a moment of rash impulsion she sometimes regrets. in the borderlands, there were more important things to do than to be embarrassed of it, but in normal life, it's strange.

the first time ann sees it, she doesn't think much of it. as kuina and her become more comfortable with each other, she feels the urge to reach out and trace it growing — but she tries tucking that want away, no matter how it tries to take flight.

of course, the butterfly represents get metamorphosis as a trans woman.

5. sometimes when arisu falls into deep grief as he blames himself for his friends' deaths and usagi knows words can't reach him, she offers his hand and he squeezes for as long as they need.

6. because chishiya worked at the hospital pre-borderlands, he used to take breaks out the back. he tried smoking, but it never stuck. there were often stray cats in the alley who would peer at him curiously. as cat laws go, of course, they love anyone who seems disinterested, and they would roll on their bellies for pets.

sometimes he'd oblige, and the cats would push their furry heads into his hands. mostly he'd just stare and ignore them until they tottered away.

after the borderlands, the cats were still there, of course. he opens his hands for more pets these days. there's a certain trust in their eyes that says, i understand you too. if on their monthly checkup to his apartment to make sure he's not being a hermit, arisu and the crew spot an extra friendly meowing creature drinking from a bowl of water near the kitchen, he'll deny any accusations of adoption.

[evereinefaust]

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠.

𝐒𝐅𝐖

𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

𝐀𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 ⚜ 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐚

[kausstar]

SHUNTARO CHISHIYA , ALICE IN BORDERLAND !SEASON TWO. EPISODE THREE/FOUR

❝ If you want to survive, I would examine all the people here a little more carefully. ❞

 2022 ksastar — please do not save without my permission. if you want to use: find in GIF.

[buckyarchives]

second, first meeting | chishiya shuntarou

spoiler warning for ending of aib season 2

after the meteor, chishiya notices the all too familiar person. their a pull towards you - like maybe you’ve met somewhere? (gn reader)

words - 1.1k

a/n: WOW AIB 2 FINALLY OUT AND THE ENDING WAS REALLY GOOD I THINK. anyways arisu and usagis ending was so cute and i needed literally the “have we met?” scenario with ALL of them. and i’m a weak so i made this, very shoot, not beta’d, just a small and sweet drabble. enjoy reading!!!

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Chishiya is alive.

He sure as hell didn't feel like it, but he was. The meteorite took a lot out of him, physically and mentally. Waking up in the beeping hospital room with a sudden new look on life, and he was going to do something about it. No more being a messenger for bad news, slowly tearing down people's hope one referral after another.

Dozens of people just experienced the same pain and trauma as he walked around him, some looking better than others. A girl with an amputated leg, a man in a coma as he passed by his room, and a girl and boy walking hand in hand with injuries littered over them. Humanity– always finding love in terrible suitaions.

Chishiya stood in one of the hospital common rooms, people-watching as he always does. God– it feels like a lifetime had passed since the meteorite. Chishiya was familiar with the whirring and beeping sounds of hospitals, people chatting and crying, and the strong smell of disinfectants and bleach. He was a doctor, all these things filled his life to the brim, it was familiar.

Even you.

You, who stood across the room; tucked into a corner (like chishiya), people-watching, snacking on crackers, and keeping yourself comfortably hidden. Yes, you’d caught his eyes. But something felt off deep inside his stomach, something was off about you. Almost like you were too familiar, chishiya could see a lifetime in your eyes and this is the only time he's ever seen you. Maybe, it wasn't?

Chishiya knew better than to laser focus on one person in the room, because your head perked up. Right into his direction, but chishiya’s gaze didn't falter– he couldn't even if he wanted to. The pull towards you was too intense, it made him dizzy. shock, confusion, remembrance? Flashed across your face, similar to him.

A small, sweet smile grew on your face. Fuck, what medication did they put him on? That meteorite really did a deal on him because suddenly he can’t breathe. For a moment he thought maybe his stitched came undone, half expecting to see blood soaking his scrubs when he looked down. But no– it was just you. Chishiya’s has never seen a smile so familiar, yet foreign.

Your eyes narrowed in his direction, like you were trying to read him. Something many people found difficult in the past, Chishiya didn’t put up a fight or a stone-cold face. Chishiya narrowed his eyes back, like a challenge.

So wrapped up in you that he didn't see the teenage boy wheeling a little too close to his toes in a wheelchair. “Ow!” chishiya yelped.

“Ah! I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” the boy began to spew out a plethora of apologies, frantically bowing his head to the elder.

“It's okay!” chishiya reassure, the sting in his toe had already been subdued– an easy injury compared to the bandaged and stitched-up ones he gained a few days ago. “Seriously, it’s okay.”

The boys' apologies slowed and he wheeled off, practically still bowing. Chishiya chuckled under his breath at the gesture. Looking back up to find you again, weird– what's got into him? Your spot ghosted empty and chishiya’s eyes frantically searched for you, only to find your back now turned to him and trudging down the hallways. Right as his eyes landed on you, your neck turned and you glanced back at chishiya.

A challenge indeed.

Chishiya curiously cocked his head, looking something like a cat. And then one foot in front of another, chishiya was following you down the hallway. He wasn't sure why, maybe he didn’t need a reason. I mean, he almost died, chishiya felt like he didn’t need a solid reason to do anything anymore besides what he wanted. And he wanted to follow the beautiful, mysterious, and weirdly familiar person around in a hospital. Like cat and mouse.

And that's how chishiya ended up in a quieter, more intimate area. Middle of a hallway, near a set of tables and a vending machine. Usually, where loved one would sit weary-eyed and waiting for good news. You came to a halt, chishiya stopped. You turned around slowly, that sweet smile that made chishiya’s stomach feel weird (apart from the wounds.)

“You're following me.”

Something that would so usually sound like a question, was a statement. Because it was meant to be, because you knew he was from the beginning. You intended on it. Chishiya already likes you. And hell– your voice almost gave him whiplash, so silk and sweet. Echoing distantly in his head, like he's heard it a million times before.

“And you wanted me too,” chishiya replied coyly. His voice felt so scratching and his throat burned as he spoke, being without water and unconscious for too long. Shoving his hands in his pockets, leaning back slightly. Even half dead he must keep up his cool-guy image.

You didn’t reply, only a wider grin growing on your face. And chishiya found it hard to bite back one of his own. How so uncharacteristic of him – he felt so warm.

“Maybe.” you finally said.

Chishiya hummed, beginning to close the distance – one foot in front of another – between the two of you.

You watched him intently, chishiya knew it. Normally he’d perceive this as someone sizing him up, but your eyes told a different story as they trailed up his body. Something that'd make his ears hot and red.

“Meteor?” you asked, gesturing to his wounds. Chishiya nodded. “Me too.”

It was awkward for a moment, but not uncomfortable. The silence was deafening as if it wasn't meant for the two of you. Like there were so many words only on the tip of his tongue, words unsaid, words he didn’t even know – but they were begging to be spoken.

You were the first to break the silence, stepping closer. Now only 2 or 3 feet in front of him. “Have I, sorry, this is weird– but, have we met before? Like even passed each other on the streets.”

“Not to my knowledge.”

You hummed, looking around to avoid the intense eye contact that tugged you closer, and closer and–

“Would you like to know me?” chishiya said, his eyes not leaving yours. A weird sense of home lay in your eyes, chishiya was ready to jump fully in.

You tried to cover the eagerness in you, waiting a moment. Dramatically tapping a finger to your chin as you thought. “I think that’d be nice.”

Chishiyas lip quirked up, following yours.

He may not know you the way he feels, but he will.

[honeydazai]

୨୧·࣭࣪̇˖ 𝆬  girl dad Chūya 𝆬 ·࣭࣪̇˖୨୧

Girl dad Chūya, who, the moment he learns he's having a little girl with you, is already overjoyed, coming up with names you both will hopefully like and thinking about how to furnish the future bedroom, how to best bond with her. 

Girl dad Chūya, who usually isn't prone to overthinking, though he can't help but worry about his future daughter — or daughters. While he'd like to protect her himself at all times, he knows that won't be possible, which is why he's quick to teach her some ways of self-defense. If she inherited his Ability, great; if not, he'll teach her some basic fight moves even if she has no actual interest in martial arts. It's for an important reason, after all. Really, he might just get her something a little more strong than pepper spray, too — just in case. 

Naturally, he'll defend her with his life as well; if anyone were to ever try and hurt you or her, he makes sure to get rid of them. 

Girl dad Chūya, who bonds easily with his daughter, no matter what her hobby is — if she's more into sports, perhaps soccer or even martial arts, that's amazing; he's not the best martial artist in the Port Mafia for nothing, and he'll gladly teach her how to get her movements to be extra crisp and sharp. If she's into fashion, that's great, too, given how he takes dressing himself properly seriously as well, and he won't hesitate to buy her whatever she sets her eyes on. He's got the necessary money, after all. Even if she's into art and books and other topics he himself isn't too interested in — not to say he's not fond of a good painting or novel; he just rarely finds the time to indulge in those kind of interest —, he makes sure to encourage her to be herself, to do what makes her happy, and often asks specific questions about the novel she's reading or the piece she's currently drawing to be as involved as possible. 

He doesn't mind sitting through three to four Barbie movies in a row; at one point, he even starts getting into them rather than just tolerating them, grimacing at the antagonists and cheering for Barbie and Ken, though he'll also recommend other films, especially ones that aren't stereotypically seen as girly and feminine. Just because she likes Barbie doesn't mean she can't also enjoy Jurassic Park or Star Wars, after all. 

Girl dad Chūya, who does absolutely anything to make sure his daughter is happy and safe; even though he's a strong and scary mafioso at day, his Ability terrifying and powerful, his rank as an executive intimidating, he won't shy away from painting his nails just to see his daughter giggle and to hold imaginary tea parties with her. God, if she wants to, he'll even squeeze himself into a frilly dress, a tiara on his head, matching the one on his daughter's, if only it makes her laugh. 

That's the most important thing, after all. He didn't have a particularly happy childhood himself, which is why he'll do his utmost to make sure her early years of life are as perfect as can be. 

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[niki-phoria]

‧₊˚✩ sweet moments with chishiya, arisu, and kuina

warnings: we deserved more kuina and chishiya in s2, as always chishiya is a little ooc, i am so close to making one of those giant YOU NEED TO REBLOG FANFICTION AND LEAVE COMMENTS posts that get shared around everywhere because my motivation is so bad rn and i love the encouragement/interaction does this sound like i'm complaining ??

gn! reader (they/them pronouns used)

‧₊˚✩ chishiya - stargazing together

(word count 246) he looks like a cat here it's so cute ksnlsknks

chishiya pauses as soon as he reaches the roof. you sit by the ledge, staring up at the sky. your jacket hands loosely off of your shoulders. 

“what are you doing?” you don’t even bother to glance back at him, still looking up. 

“i’m stargazing.” he cocks his head, silently walking over to stand behind you. he glances up at the night sky. the stars are out, barely shining through the clouds. it’s nothing special to chishiya. the stars are there every night. why bother looking at them? 

“stargazing,” he repeats the word like he’s never heard it before. “why?” 

you glance over your shoulder up at him. “because the stars are out.” chishiya stares at you for a few seconds. “you can join me if you want to.” 

despite still not understanding why you would sit on cold concrete and stare up at the sky, chishiya sits down next to you so close that your shoulders barely brush against each other with each movement. he stares up at the sky for a few minutes before he finds himself bored. his eyes drift to the side, entranced with how you’re so focused on the stars. the soft smile on your face is enough to bring one to his own. you look over at him, smirking. 

“like what you see?” 

chishiya rolls his eyes, shaking his head. you laugh, leaning your head against his shoulder. he wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you into his chest. 

‧₊˚✩ arisu - comforting you after a nightmare

(word count 263)

you jolt awake, panting as you sit up in bed. your hands are shaky. sweat clings to your shirt as you cover your face with your hands. tears sting your eyes, threatening to roll down your cheeks. 

“y/n?” arisu’s hand is warm as it presses against your shoulder. he gently coaxes you to lean against his chest, wrapping his arms around your waist. you cling to him desperately as if he’ll disappear if you let go, even for a second. “do you want to talk about it?” 

you let out a shaky sigh, trying to calm yourself down. arisu’s hand rubs comfortingly against your back. the air is cool against your skin from the wind blowing through your open window. the music from the beach continues to blast on despite the late hour. “i just… i’m tired. of the games, and the people here, and almost dying every day.” 

“i know,” arisu whispers, holding you a little closer. his shirt is stained with your tears. you smooth your hand against the fabric of his shirt, trying to smooth out the wrinkles from where your hands gripped onto it. “i know it’s hard. but we need to keep going.” he moves a hand to your jaw, lifting your chin. he leans down a little to press his forehead against yours, big brown eyes staring into yours. “i will get us home. i promise.” you nod, reaching over to grab his hand. 

“i love you,” you whisper. arisu pulls you back into the hug, pressing a kiss against your forehead. 

“i love you too.” 

‧₊˚✩ kuina - you get jealous

(word count 332)

your nails dig into your hands as you watch the man lean over, hand resting on kuina’s shoulders. she laughs as he watches her, smirking over his drink. chishiya chuckles as he leans against the wall next to you, hands in his pockets. “jealous?” he asks, leaning to glance over at you. 

you sigh, forcing yourself to relax. “shut up.” 

“you know, if you’re so jealous, you could just walk over there and tell her.” the man’s arm around kuina’s shoulder moves to rest against her arm. she shifts a little away from him, looking away. 

you ignore chishiya’s knowing gaze, pushing off of the wall and making your way over to the beach chair they’re sitting on. “y/n!” she smiles, eagerly shoving the man’s arm off of her and wrapping you into a hug. she clings to your arm, turning back to the man. you ignore how he’s glaring at you, squeezing kuina’s hand. your shoulders feel tense as he looks you up and down with a sour look. “this is my partner, y/n,” she introduces. 

“it’s nice to meet you,” you bow before leaning down next to kuina’s ear. “it’s getting late, we should head back to our room.” 

“ah, you’re probably right,” she says, turning back to the man. “i’ll see you around,” she dismisses, letting you wrap your arm around her waist. 

you bite back a sigh of relief as you close the door behind you. kuina chuckles as she pushes you down onto your bed, moving to sit on your lap. “are you… jealous?” she teases. 

“no,” you look away, avoiding her glance. “...maybe.” kuina laughs, leaning down to lift your chin so you’re looking into her eyes. 

“y/n, you are the most amazing person i have ever met. there is nobody in the world that i love more than you,” she whispers, pulling you a little closer. “i love you.” 

you lean forwards, pulling her into a sweet kiss. “i love you too.”

[sunoooism]

MORNING KISSES- ryohei arisu x gn!reader

୨୧ . . . content— established relationship, fluff, gn!reader.

the fact that it was an hour past your alarm didn't bother you as it usually would, neither did the numbing feeling in your legs caused by being in the same place for too long. all that mattered to you right now was Arisu who was peacefully laying across your front with his limbs entangled with yours. he looked so calm with his face pressed into the juncture of your neck that you wouldn't dare wake him, even if that meant missing your morning walk. you had both had a late night yesterday, arguing over a stupid pair of shoes until you realized you weren't mad at eachother and were both just exhausted from work and the tedious activities of the day. your day ended with him curled up on your chest as you pressed peck after peck onto his sun kissed skin, but inevitably you both fell asleep comfortably in each other's grasp.

with your left hand buried in Ryohei's soft locks and your right holding onto his hand that was lying by your waist, you simultaneously thumbed circles onto his knuckles while stroking gentle patterns on his scalp. you weren't sure if he was able to feel your mannerisms in his dream state or not but nevertheless it made no difference to you as you kept up your benevolent movements.

the first thing Arisu did when he awoke was enclose you in his arms, hugging you tightly while pressing a soft kiss to your neck. you let out a relaxed sigh and basked in his love until he decided to move, all the while still brushing through his dark tresses with your fingers. "g'morning, sweetheart" despite having been in a relationship with him since high school five years prior to this and living with him for two of those years, his morning voice never failed to make you flustered. "morning. good sleep, love?" you asked once you'd recovered from your momentary butterflies. All you got in response was a 'hmm' as you felt your boyfriend nuzzle his head further into your neck, you chuckled and ducked down to press a kiss to his forehead. "love you, Ryohei"

a tingling sensation crawled up your spine when your lover whispered the same phrase, his soft lips and hair tickling your bare skin whenever he shifted. as the sun cast its light onto Arisu's face it seeped through your curtains and into the warmth of your shared room, illuminating the previously dark space.

you peered down to check on your lover as you felt his breathing slow down again, although it was nice to have him in your arms you really did need to start the day. shuffling yourself so that your eyes were level with his you started to pepper his face with kisses, pleased and also feeling encouraged to continue when you heard a breathy laugh escape him. you remained kissing the mass of his face, paying extra attention to his moles and freckles. "gotta wake up, honey. can't sleep the day away" a playful groan was heard throughout the room and a pout made its way into his plump lips. "just a lil' longer please" he was too adorable to deny, you would probably give him the world if you could, but unfortunately you couldn't so you settled with agreeing to give him another half hour with him in your arms.

grinning, he left a kiss on your lips, though a messy one you adored him and his kisses all the same. after about five seconds he released your lips from his with an exaggerated 'mwah!' and decided one wasn't enough so dove back in for another which you gladly accepted and reciprocated. a second kiss turned into a third and soon that third had turned into far more than a dozen love filled pecks with the occasional giggle. "I - love - you - so - so - much" he whispered in-between movements which caused your already warm face to heat up. "I love you more"

"not possible"

the rest of your day was spent scattered around your shared apartment, but no matter where you ended up you were always in each others arms.

©sunoooism

can you tell I'm touch starved??

[maochira]

Masterlist: Blue Lock

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Yoichi Isagi [40]

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Wataru Kuon [7]

Okuhito Iemon [2]

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Hyoma Chigiri [37]

Rensuke Kunigami [38]

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Shouei Barou [76]

Wanima brothers [6]

Zantetsu Tsurugi [32]

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Seishirou Nagi [30]

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Jyubei Aryu [20]

Eita Otoya [18]

Kenyu Yukimiya [39]

Nijiro Nanase

Going ice skating with Nanase

Ranze Kurona [12]

Ryusei Shidou [68]

Tabito Karasu [45]

Yo Hiori [7]

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More girlfriend!Anri headcanons

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Oliver Aiku [23]

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Michael Kaiser [66]

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Erik Gesner [12]

Theo Sachs [8]

Igor Schneider

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Igor has a crush on you (headcanons)

Ali

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Bachman

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Don Lorenzo [31]

Jin Kiyora

Playing soccer with him at night (drabble)

Tall!reader makes Kiyora try on platform shoes (drabble)

Kiyora asks you to be his plushie (scenario)

Jinpachi Ego [17]

Noel Noa [35]

Chris Prince [22]

Lavinho [22]

Marc Snuffy [16]

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Sae Itoshi [14]

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Satoshi Tsuyosa (OC)

Egoist Bible profile

His dynamic/relationship with Takumi

Wanting to protect Takumi

Satoshi's struggle with gender

Satoshi and Lorenzo as your parents (headcanons)

You third wheel big brother!Lorenzo's date with Satoshi (scenario)

Arisu Mochida (OC)

Egoist Bible profile

Not being used to being praised

Other things [13]

[luvsae]

arisu tucked the strand of hair behind your ear, admiring your face. his thumb rubbed gently across your cheek as you smiled up at him.

"you're really everything i've ever wanted," your voice was soft, making sure not to be too loud as you were at arisu's house, and his father and brother wouldn't appreciate the noise. "my everything."

"i should be saying that to you," he replied back, his eyes were like an optical illusion with hearts - he was so in love with you. "you're so beautiful."

you sat up gently and held his cheek before connecting your lips together.

arisu's hand rested on your hips. he was always respectful with where he placed his hands and you always appreciated that.

his lips were hungry for yours, but you pulled away, leaving him sighing to himself.

"you're needy," you teased. "but i love you."

"i love you more," he said. "so much."

[gay-dorito-dust]

⚠️A little drabble with slight Season 2 spoilers for AIB. ⚠️ this was shit.

“You had every opportunity to be rid of me and yet here I still breath, has my usefulness to you not ran out yet after all this time? Had there not been a time where you could’ve easily disposed of me?” You asked Chishiya as you dragged your bleeding form -curtesy of the king of spades- to mark your final resting place beside him, back pressed up against the car; too tired to accompany Arisu and Usagi to the final game but your faith in them was unwavering. They’ve came this far so it stood to reason that they could put an end to all this. You’ve all lost too much to meet your end here; despite how tragic that sounded, it was a befitting end. To die at the end of the game.

Freedom is almost within reach now and all you could do was reminisce on your time in the Borderlands as time etched away slower then usual. For you the more notable moments took place at The Beach; the once warm safe haven that turned into a nightmarish hellscape right to the very end as it burned down in a blaze of fierce flames. You met Chishiya and Kuina there during a period of your life where you’ve seen one too many of your friends die during the games; Even gotten betrayed by one or two during the more morally tolling ones, which forced your hand into killing them so that you may survive in their stead.

So your willingness to befriend or ally yourself with someone else were slim to none. At the time you didn’t care if you lived when participating in the games, so much so that it made you more reckless and daring during them. Which in retrospect was the dumbest shit you’ve ever done; thinking that the consequences don’t extend to you after your dead because they do and the games like to remind every participant of that. So when you did meet Chishiya and Kuina, you knew what they’re game was almost immediately.

They weren’t here to make friends and neither were you, which was why when one day they did approach you that you were immediately on high alert, hand reaching for the knife that you kept after removing it from the cold hand of a dead man you came across before reaching the massive mansion of party goers. They extended their hand in ‘friendship’ but you shut it down as you stared at them dead in the eyes and told them, “don’t think I don’t know what game your playing at because I ain’t willing in becoming an meat shield for either of you to hide behind when things get too rough. Find some other gullible bastard and quit bothering me.” Before leaving the pair in the hallway as you went to prepare for another game.

Another memory you remember so fondly was when after you had gotten hurt from a game, instead of going back to the cars that would lead you back to The Beach, you slunk your way into an alleyway to die, your position was very much the same as the one you were in currently, back pressed against the brick wall and waiting death to take you far away from this desolate hellhole. Just when you had closed your eyes in acceptance, a voice called out to you and it wasn’t belonging to an angel; It was Chishiya. “What’re you doing?” He asked, however you knew that he could care less for the reason, he just wanted to get a reaction out of you for his own entertainment.

“Waiting to die so I can be as far away from you as possible.” You replied, not bothering to opening your eyes to him.

“That’s a little dramatic don’t you think?” He responds, leaning against the wall as his eyes examine the wounds you received as his brows furrowed but not out of worry.

“Doesn’t matter, all that does is the fact that soon I’ll be free from all this pain and will never have to participate in another game as I cross over into the afterlife.” You stood to your reasoning with steadfast loyalty.

“Dramatic and selfish,” Chishiya said as he ventured forth into the alleyway and knelt so that he was in front of you, getting a better look at your injuries. He didn’t have the best view from where he was standing previously and decided that closer examination was needed. So he kept the conversation going without easing any suspicion within you as you ‘awaited death’ as you so kindly put it. “Your wounds aren’t that severe, they’re deep but the only everlasting thing they’ve leave is a scar at most.” He deduced as you opened your eyes to glare at him. “Now get up before the cars leave us behind and we’re presumed dead.” Chishiya then stood up, offered out his hand for you to take.

You begrudgingly took his hand as he then hauled you off of the floor and began to help you hobble back to the cars that took you back to The Beach, where Kuina was waiting in the lobby for him and subsequently you as she took you off of his hands and aided in getting you to Ann for medical attention. Luckily the additional days added to your visa allowed you to make a full recovery for the next game.

The rest were blurred chaos of varying degrees and the only face that you could clearly make out of that mess was Chishiya’s and his voice, cool under pressure, guiding you to clearing your hectic mind and silence the unnecessary noise that would’ve inevitably have you killed. Even when you weren’t accompanying him in certain games, his presence was with always with you that soon before you allowed yourself to be swept away with everyone else and their growing anxieties, you would clear away their screeching voices and allow yourself to let the answer come to you rather then hopelessly chase it.

“You’re right, I did have opportune moments where I could be rid of you in order to save myself but for some reason, I just let them keep slipping through my fingers. Every time. At first I was wondering if I had let this place force me into a moment of weakness. I was left perplexed and questioning everything when all but soon enough I found my answer.” Chishiya said calmly for a guy who had just gotten shot. Twice. “What was it?” You asked him, awaiting him to finish the sentence on baited breath. “I got attached.” He finally answered glancing over to gauge your reaction like he always did. Which was a habit of his that you’ve only began to take notice as of just recently. He never did once glance at anyone else other then you when he wanted to know how his words affected someone.

Chishiya knew how he made people feel but for some reason he put more effort into knowing how you felt about his words, his actions, everything. It was weird, he even did this back at the beach but when you asked Kuina about this, her answer didn’t make any sense to you. “He’s grown attached to you.” She said but you could only scoff at such ridiculousness, “he only cares about what I came give him. Face it Kuina, Chishiya would rather throw me under the bus then ever admit it to my face that he’s attached.”

You stared at him as though he had grown a second head all the while he rested his head on your shoulder, “what’re your plans after we get out of here?” He changed the subjected, already knowing how you felt about him, he always knew and deep down he believed that you did too and that’s why you didn’t say anything in response. “I don’t know, I’ve worn myself down by just trying to survive and outlive others that I haven’t given it all that much thought.” You admitted to him in a moment of vulnerability, “but I wouldn’t mind it if we went through the unknown together.” You added, resting your head on top of Chishiya’s.

“Is that so?” He asks with a slight air to his tone as though he found all this funny but his hand reached for your own, you tensed at how cold you’ve both become in such a short amount of time that you were starting to actually face your own mortality. It was scary but for Chishiya; you’d brave anything. “Only if you want to of course, wouldn’t want to deter the great Chishiya Shuntaro from better things.” You added as to make light of your situation but faulted when you felt him starting to weigh heavily against your side. “Chishiya?” You said softly. “That sounds nice,” he finally spoke after a moment of silence but his voice was a lot quieter then before, “see you on the other side.” He added as the blimp belonging to the Queen of Hearts finally came down in the form of fiery rain before everything became black.

You awoke in a hospital with no memory of how you got here. Lost and afraid you almost called out in a state of panic when is voice, cool and collected, reached out to you. Silencing the unnecessary noise within. “Your finally awake.”

[xy4n1d3]

★ - not so mr. nice guy

i’m fixated on alice in borderland, so why not make my first little drabble of it? ★ warnings : niragi himself is a whole ass trigger warning , noncon , gunplay , oral (niragi receiving) , swearing , hair pulling , & dacryphilia (?) if i missed any lmk ! ★ anything written in this fic is solely fiction and should not be done in real life. please remember to always separate fiction / fanfics from reality. EDIT: if you guys would like me to make a niragi fic please let me know!

the beach was a place where you could be yourself. where you could party, drink, fuck, and do all the drugs you want. you chatted with a few people here and there, most who were intoxicated or high out of their minds, and some who didn’t pay attention to a single thing you were saying, their gaze lingering on your chest. usually, you’d stay out near the pool area for a few hours, chatting the day away with kuina or catching up with arisu, but today, you were only out for about 30 minutes or so; the catcalling got to be too much and you were fed up with it, saluting your friends bye as you headed inside.  pressing the elevator button, you went in and tapped the button to lead you up to your room, just wanting to crash in bed and call it a night. but as the elevator opened and you were just about to taste victory, someone tugged your hair -- and quite hard at that -- and pulled you into a corner, pushing a finger to your lips. your eyes had widened massively, you had seen this guy around. he was aguni morizono’s second in command, and many people feared him; suguru niragi.  “oh, you’re a pretty thing, aren’t ya?” he asked rhetorically, letting his eyes wander up and down your figure, licking at his lips hungrily. you had to admit, he was quite an attractive man, but this was already a terrible first impression ( not that he already didn’t give you bad vibes, but you didn’t think he was this terrible ). you swatted his hand away and was just about to leave, however he pulled you back and slammed you against the wall. now you couldn’t leave, even if you really wanted to. “how about this,” he stated, a smirk pulling on his face, his eyes practically seeing through you, as if you were nothing but a toy to him. “you suck my dick, and i’ll let ya go, hm?” he couldn’t be serious.  you almost wanted to laugh at his desperation. did he do this to all the girls here? and you just so happened to be niragi’s lucky target of the day! how fun! “over my dead body.” you spat, trying to toughen yourself up. you thought that’d do the trick and that he’d leave you the hell alone, but your comment made him laugh, his tongue hanging out slightly from his mouth, showing off the piercing. god, he really was a psycho, wasn’t he? one second you were okay, and the next, a gun was placed to the side of your head. he was being serious about this. your breath caught in your throat, fear making your heart pound out of your chest. and niragi relished in it. he loved how he could make you cower like an injured little puppy in the matter of mere seconds.  “suck it.” he ordered, clicking the gun. it wasn’t loaded, was it? but judging by how dark his gaze became, this wasn’t a joke. obediently, you dropped to your knees and tugged on his pants, his bulge becoming much more evident. he was getting aroused by this. turned on by your fear. what a sicko.  yanking down his boxers, you gulped nervously at his size, precum already oozing from his slit, piercings glistening in the light. tilting your eyes up, almost begging for him to let you go, he nudged the gun to the side of your head, practically telling you to do it. taking in a deep breath, you parted your lips and slipped your mouth over the tip of his cock, his piercings cold and scraping against your cheeks. he was quite big, and you pushed your mouth further on him, trying to get yourself adjusted to his size. however, he was growing impatient with your pace, gripping the back of your head and completely thrusting his dick into your mouth.  you gagged as he hit the back of your throat, eyes burning and slightly watering. he just gave a small cackle and tightened his grip on your hair, giving you the cue to continue. nervously, you obeyed and began to bob your head up and down on him, feeling him hit at the back repeatedly, causing you to gag and choke a bit on your own spit. niragi’s lips tugged into a grin, quiet groans slipping out from his mouth. seeing you on your knees for him, fearful for what he’d do if you didn’t listen, gagging and choking on his dick was turning him on even more.  you dragged your tongue around the base, feeling his veins prod against your taste buds. saliva began to slip from the corner of your mouth, dripping down your cleavage and onto the floor. his groans progressed in volume slightly, his grip tightening so hard that you swore he was about to yank your hair out.. but then he started fucking your mouth on his cock harder, abusing your throat, making your gags louder as you struggled to breathe. tears pricked and rolled down your face, and you cursed at yourself for feeding into niragi’s desires. it didn’t help when he started thrusting into your mouth, his rhythm slightly sloppy -- he was close. with a few more thrusts, he leaned his head back against the wall, eyes shutting as he came in bliss, liquid spilling into your mouth. he tasted salty, and slightly bitter, and as he looked back at you, he pinched your nose; making you unable to breathe entirely which made you panic a bit. “swallow.” he ordered, voice raspy. you did as he ordered, swallowing his cum, feeling the bitter aftertaste linger on your tongue. he pulled out and let go of your nose, causing you to gasp for air as saliva dripped from your lips.  “atta girl.” he cackled, pulling the gun away and shooing you off. “i’ll play with you again soon.” tucking his dick back into his boxers and pulling his pants up, he watched as you cleaned off your mouth and quickly headed to your room, not daring to look back once you got there and shut the door. unluckily for you, you just got marked by suguru niragi. and this wouldn’t be the last time he’d see you.

[erinfern0]

☆ Masterlist ☆

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alice in borderland

chishiya shuntaro

arisu headcanons [sfw&nsfw]

kuina best friend headcanons

boku no hero academia

dating bakugo headcanons

fate: the winx saga

stella headcanons - secret relationship

call of duty

kyle "gaz" garrick

simon "ghost" riley

john price

könig

nsfw alphabet

lips of an angel. - gn!reader

keegan p. russ

untouched; drabble. - gn!reader

valeria garza

the stars above; drabble. - gn!reader

alejandro vargas

switching things up; drabble. - gn!reader

mixed

helping when you're stressed [nsfw]

hemlock grove

paint the sheets red. - softdom!roman x afab!reader

perfect for me. - softdom!roman x gn!reader

stranger things

eddie munson

five nights at freddy's

talking in your sleep. - michael schmidt x amab!reader

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