#bosch waraya

[tomatoscribbles]

if i am the only person who loves bosch waraya then by golly i will put in the legwork

[orange-demons]

Orange peel theory

requesting your partner if they would peel an orange for you.

my opinions that I feel strongly about

Luke 

This guy would do it, no questions asked. And present you with the final product. A walking green flag.

Jaime

When you ask Jaime peel an orange. He’ll take it, peel it, and proceed to eat the whole thing in front of you.

Bosch

If you ask Bosch, he’ll say why can’t you do it. But before you could give him a proper response, he would take it anyway and start peeling it.

Chun-li

Not only would she peel it for you. She’ll take her time to make it look pretty too. No stray white bits or punctures in the skin of the orange.

Juri

Asking Juri to peel an orange for you can go one of three ways. She might take it and crush it between her fingers, only for her to drop it at your feet. If not, she’ll ask what she would get in return. Or she’ll say no and to do it yourself. 

Ken

I feel that Ken would peel the orange, no problem, but he’ll definitely take half of it for himself and give you the other half.

Ryu

He would also wordlessly peel the orange and give it back to you. Ryu would peel it at the top and move in a circular motion all the way to the bottom, leaving a spiral peel. He won’t make it look super neat but you’ll get a peeled orange with no complaints.

Kimberly 

When you ask Kimberly to peel it, she’ll do it without a second thought. And asks if you are willing to share with her.

Marisa

Only one? She can do ten more. Not only that, if you’re still hungry, she’ll have a big feast for your next meal. Saying It’s good for you to get stronger!

[sandknight]

A belated bday gift for AT 💖💙💜

[pao-panda12]

My HC is that Yua was actually the one to dye both her and his brother's hair with DIY hairdye from spices when they both joined the Nayshalli Resistance, and Bosch let her do it bc I believe he's a good big brother and it made her happy so he let her do whatever to his hair. (PS.: Probs it had to be retouched by auntie Kalima later on bc it turned blotchy-)

[ruthlesscore]

Hi hi ! This is Orange 🍊! Srry for the privacy, my og account kept showing up. Boo. But I love your sf6 works and you’re so sweet! May I plz request a Bosch cuddling hcs 🥺 👉👈? If not, I still want to thank u for writing for the street fighter fandom! All authors are accepted💙❤️

Bosch x Reader - Hot and Cold

- I literally love Bosch so much, Orange! I've been reading all your Bosch content! I literally love how you write for him! I really hope you enjoy this! Can the CC version of Bosch get some love? -

- sf6 spoilers below the cut -

Cuddling with Bosch is a bit strange. His body temperature constantly changes due to his new power. He's hot and then cold and then hot all over again. Oddly enough, he doesn't sweat at all. Not when he's hot or cold. Laying with him, he's kind of stiff. It'll take him a while to melt into you. He'll lay on his back while you're cuddling up against his arm. After awhile, he'll turn towards you, resting his chin on the top of your head, trying his best to not accidentally hurt you. His left hand would be lightly finger combing your hair. The right hand would be holding you gently.

Your hands would be gently running up and down his back, letting him know you aren't going anywhere. Your legs would be tangled together, feet always finding each other. His steady heartbeat is always a comforting sound, a reminder that he's still here with you, even with the impending doom of the tournament on the horizon.

The smell he has is surprising. Not because he has a smell, but because he smells good. He smells of tree and honey. He must've been hiding in a tree before coming over. Even with the shower he took, the smell of that sweet honey still lingers in the air.

Sometimes his hands would wander down your body, poking your sides or tickling the crook of your neck to get a reaction out of you. If you're ticklish, he won't let you live it down.

"So you are ticklish, ____! Hah! I knew it!"

Other times, he'll be awfully quiet, seeking validation. He's nervous that he'll hurt you. He doesn't want to, but he can't control his psycho power. With him not being able to fully control it, he is constantly risking your life when he's with you. During these moments of vulnerability and weakness, he tries his best to be gentle with you.

"Is this okay, ____? I'm not hurting you, am I?"

You and Bosch have a very weird relationship. One minute he's here cuddling you, whispering sweet nothings, and holding you close. The next minute he's clutching his chest, begging you to not get closer. During those sweet times, you both hold each other close with no intention of letting go, knowing that the moment will end soon. During the times with Bosch is going through a episode due to his Psycho Power, you always tell him that he can always come home to you. He could always talk and you'll always listen. Nevertheless, the two of you would have each other's backs, not matter how hot or cold it gets.

[harvardhaugland]

closest friend - bosch ♡

a/n: more of an angsty-smut fic haha and once again. not even proofread. HELP MEEEEE. anyone wanna be my beta reader pls 💔

world tour spoilers! chapters 10 - 13 at least! bosch does break into the readers home but everything beyond that one part is all consensual, just a simple passionate bj ^^

Throughout this whole journey for “strength”, running around— doing all types of errands, all for him. You had second thoughts. You’ll be cooped up in your apartment, tussling over in the bedsheets, nothing but silence and the AC running.

When you can’t sleep, you look up at the ceiling and count all the days you had been looking for him.

Hell, the first time you had met, you two barely knew each other. You still don’t even know some basic things about Bosch, like his birthday, favorite food, not even a last name— yet you had always stood up for each other.

The lack of communication between the two of you had started to border your friendship.

You want to see him again, just talk to him, be around him. Just make sure he’s okay through all this. Tonight, you can’t even sleep because of an encounter with him. Back at the construction site. Bosch in some kind of cardboard box-head getup.

Hour after hour, it turns to 2 AM. Your eyes grow heavy— finally, starting to drift off to sleep. Your body hadn’t fully shutdown, but you could squeeze your eyes closed to the very least.

You roll over to the side, facing the wall. Focusing your attention towards getting a good night’s rest rather than the ambient darkness of your room. Slowly, your worries start to fade away, growing sluggish, tensed muscles relax. For a moment, you feel at peace after a few restless weeks without sleep.

The hinges of the window squeaks.

Wind blows in.

Footsteps.

Heavy breathing.

Heavy breathing that wasn’t from you.

Maybe your mind is playing tricks on you, perhaps this is what too little hours of rest does to you, or maybe it’s just all the heavy hits from training you took that are starting to hurt again. So you remain still, sleeping, breathing quieter than whatever— or whoever seemed to be in here with you.

Paper crumples in your ear and it feels as if your pillow is being lifted up.

Your paranoia gets the best of you and you’re quick to turn around, and try to grab the intruder by the arm. To which an audible gasp comes from them. You have them held by the rather bulky cuffs around their wrists, your vision readjusts to look up at who you’re holding— a completely ironic scenario taking place.

It’s you and the “Cardboard Combatant”. Face to face. No bullshit. You won’t let him go this time, making sure to keep hold of him. “Bosch?” you say, gently, “I’m not gonna fight you, if that’s what you’re here for.”

There’s no response from him. He simply grunts. Seemingly displeased, a bit awkward, stiff in posture.

“Are you okay?” You get up. Your hand goes down to hold his, to which he promptly snatches his hand back, a paper note crumpled in his other hand, his fists balled up tight.

Instead he very hesitantly reach out to hold your hands, “I shouldn’t be here, I’m sorry.” he says, “I just had a note for you, that was all. I’m okay.” he reassures, his voice is strained.

“Please don’t leave.” you’re almost pleading with him, you don’t question what the note was for. Bosch is simply standing in place with his head held low. Carefully, you reach to take the box off his head, cautious as if you were dealing with a stray cat, unpredictable. You expect him to stop you, but he lets you take it off. He looks tired, furrowed and upset. Your hands drift up to caress his face, fresh bruises on his brow bone and cheek. He winces when you graze them.

This all feels so ironic to you, you wished upon a star to see Bosch again— and here he is, inside of your room, with the two of you going in to share an awkward, yet intimate kiss.

He rests his hands on your hips, leaning against you, pushing you into your mattress. Bosch nips at your neck with kisses, practically close to biting you with how aggressive he was, desperate, touch-starved. His hands drift up your shirt, he’s excitedly fast, but hesitant at some points, almost in fear that he might hurt you like before.

You flip positions, on top of him this time, unwrapping the shirt tied around his hips, Bosch is laid back against the pillow with a shy look, hand hiding over his parted mouth. He’s hard through his pants— you pull them and his underwear down just enough to free his cock, having to glance up at him occasionally to make sure he’s okay, hands gently working his erection up, soft stroking that makes him squirm underneath you,

You take the tip into your mouth, illiciting a small gasp from Bosch, his hands grab the back of your head, firmly, he starts to slowly push you down further— stopping when you gag halfway down. Starting to bob your head up and down once you adjust.

Bosch’s fingers tangle into your hair, his leg wraps around your head, forcing you to keep at a rough pace, letting you take in deep breaths inbetween.

“You feel so warm.” he remarks, whining your name the more you take him in, when you hit the base of his cock, he’s panting, “..What are you doing to me?”. He’s overwhelmed with pleasure. Sweat running down between his chest and sucking in his stomach. For his first time, out of all people, he would keep his legs apart for you.

He makes your head spin. Bosch is cute when he’s like this, holding onto you, calling your name softly, trying to be as quiet as he possibly could— tears well in the corners of his eyes as his cock twitches down your throat, trying hard to prolong the pleasure.

He whimpers, wanting to get the most of this, but he can’t play around with you any longer. Bosch roughly shoves you back down to the base, nose hitting his pelvis as he pulls out, carelessly cumming all over your face and tongue. He’s speechless, his chest heaves as he grips the bedsheets. His face is red, he’s hot all over, as if he had a fever of some kind. Bosch collapses against your pillows.

There’s drool and cum dribbling down your mouth, pooling at your chin. Wiping it off with your shirt, feeling too exhausted to properly clean up. You tuck him back into his pants, simply laying on top of him, tangling your legs together.

When you wakeup, you’ll find him missing from your bed. Unsure if the feelings shared the night before was genuine now.

[chatdy]

Chibi of Bosch for an art trade!!

[1giloff]

Commission not my own drawing! That artist did such a great job and I just wanna post it so bad😭

[gourdkeeper]

Hi! I was wondering if you could do headcannons for Jamie,Luke and Bosch? Like how would they deal with summer heat? (It's 95 degrees here ;A;)

Of course! This is such a nice idea, good luck dealing with the heat wave <3

Jamie:

Being from Hong Kong, he's relatively used to warm weather. The winters are often muggy, grey and wet, the kind that turn your skin into this sweaty, glistening, sticky surface that forces you to shower more often than you should. And the summers can be dry and suffocating as well or humid and also unbearable;

It's good thing for him that he has no problem showing his body, his clothing choices help keep him cool. For the most part;

Right now it's too warm even for the great Jamie Siu— one more reason for him to stay inside during the day and come out only at night, when there's a cool breeze again, to watch over the town;

Breaking is a no-no, it's too warm, he's sweating enough as is without doing windmills and freezes, the only exception being if he needs to kick someone's ass;

During the times he's home he'll just wear nothing but his boxer shorts and his hair in a bun to keep it out of his neck.

Luke:

This man needs help. He doesn't take the summer heat well at all, he's sweating from places he didn't even know were possible to sweat from;

Often takes a long step while walking because things are sticking together in the nether regions;

He struggles with the sun itself too, having light colored eyes makes him more sensitive to the light, often getting headaches if he stays outside too long;

Coaching people at the academy is impossible without having the fans on and the windows covered so the sun doesn't come in;

Gaming is excruciating, he has one of those desk fans to keep him cool but it still barely helps. He gets frustrated with how sticky his palms get and how much residue ends up on his controller or mouse;

It's to the point he needs to watch out to not get a rash inside his elbows;

Is constantly taking quick showers just to freshen up a bit.

Bosch:

He's used to these temperatures and even higher, Nayshall's summer can be devastating to the point of causing fires;

It blows everyone else's minds that he can still wear his usual outfit to fight with. What they don't know is that covering up generally keeps you cooler;

If he does get too warm he just wraps a wet bandana over his head, but it's usually not needed;

Doesn't understand why everyone gets almost naked, knowing that it'll only make it worse and get them sunburnt in the process;

Thinks it's funny how his coach struggles with the heat so badly and knows he would not last a second in his land;

In the end, even dealing well with it, he still prefers it when it's a bit colder.

[vshusband]

I am the only one in the street fighter fandom that loves Bosch Waraya

Boschsbshshshsjshhs..💕💕

[tomatoscribbles]

b... been drawing a lot of Punished Bosch, as i call him 💀 watched a huge SF lore video and ive been rethinking his whole deal, so this design of mine has been on the mind lol. still needs a tad more tweaking i feel but its so fun to work with!

[orange-demons]

Ice Cream

Bosch w. x gn! reader

a new ice cream shop opened in metro city. so you and bosch decided to check it out.

“Hey, isn't that the new Ice cream parlor that opened up last week?” Your eyes lit up as you spotted the neon sign announcing the grand opening of Julie's Ice Cream. “Let’s check it out!”

Bosch chuckled as you dragged him closer to the front door. "Alright, alright. Lead the way."

The sweet aroma of freshly made cones hit your senses as you walked in. Your eyes widen in surprise at the colorful array of flavors that behind the glass display "Oh wow. They had more than I was expecting."  

"I've never even heard of some of these flavors before.” you said. Green-Tea Oreo. Black Coconut Ash. Caramel Bacon Swirl. And even Pistachio Pesto. What does that even taste like? You were practically bouncing in excitement.

"What about you? Anything catching your eye?” you asked, taking your eyes off the display. There were a couple of people in front of you, so you had time to look over your options.

Bosch glanced down at the tubs that were filled to the brim with ice cream. “I actually never had ice cream before.” he said sheepishly scratching the back of his head.

“No?”

“No.” Bosch laughed nervously with a hint of embarrassment. “We did have something similar back in Nayshall, called Kulfi." he added, hoping to redeem himself.

You curiously turned to him. "Kulfi? What's that?" you asked.

“It's a frozen dessert from back home," Bosch explained. "It's similar to ice cream, but it has a creamier texture."

"Well, today's your lucky day then!" you declared. “Maybe we could ask for samples to taste to see which one you like.”

“Hey. Let’s not get overboard. I don’t think I’m willing to try the Bacon Swirl.” he scolded, pointing at the perpetrator through the glass.

The worker who helped you both had to scoop samples from almost every single tin before he landed on mango and you with chocolate. Happily taking your dessert after paying, you motioned to sit near the window since it was nice and warm today. 

Bosch plopped across from you and placed a handful of napkins on the table before he dug into his sweet treat.

“I don't think I ever had Kulfi. What’s it like?" you asked, taking one of the napkins and wiping your mouth.

With a wistful smile, He allowed the sweetness of the mango ice cream to settle on his tongue, before responding."It's similar to ice cream, but it has a richer texture with different flavors.”  His gaze drifted into the past.

"There was this stand back in Nayshall," Bosch began, voice laced with nostalgia. "Where the owner made the best Kulfi in town. And on hot days, me and Yu-...” He paused. “...Me and a couple of people would sit in the front until the owner arrived. You’d be lucky to be able to get one."

You can hear the hesitation in Bosch's voice as he trailed off, he’s clearly holding back, but you didn't want to pry too much. Instead, You smiled gently, placing a comforting hand on his arm.

"Well, it sounds like a wonderful memory. I hope I can try it one day." you said meeting his gaze.

"Yeah, it was," he replied returning your smile. His eyes lingered on you. "But I do have to admit, this ice cream does taste pretty good too."

You laughed nudging him playfully. "Well, I'm glad I’m able to introduce you to all the wonderful flavors of ice cream. Maybe next time you can treat me to Kulfi on our next date.” You took another spoonful of Chocolate ice cream as Bosch laughed, nudging you back.

[claud05sblog]

Normal and with Psycho Power

[pao-panda12]

Ik for a fact that when Bosch saw his little sister as one of the dancers in the opening performance at the tournament he was stressing tf out his hair was falling off 😭😭 then when JP handed her the belt his heart was up his throat in fear

[corokoro]

now that i've seen more info on the stuff with bosch thanks to the jpn side of the fandom on twitter, i place a new theory on the table

the guy that's apparently bosch in the final main story cutscene? short red hair and missing the purple scars completely somehow. the cardboard combatant in the post-game tournaments you can do, however, still has the long black hair he had and also obviously the scars. big differences.

bosch was experimented on by shadaloo remnants. you know what shadaloo has a history of? making clones.

either short haired bosch is the clone, or the cardboard combatant is the clone. and no one's realized it, not even themselves.

[shadowcatgirl09]