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─── 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒

+ itoshi sae x f!reader | wc 4k | content: angst, best friends to lovers to strangers type beat, i did not proof this besties

notes: lmao me , thinking i could get away from this man . guess who’s back with more sae ??? <3

summary: you’re the one sae can’t get over. he’s beginning to think he never will.

the freshly cooked bread is on the floor. it litters the nice marble tiles. the chit of paper with the order writes mr. rin hatoki.

“i'm tired of this, sae.”

sae doesn't say a word. he's listless, sitting on the kitchen table, staring at his own reflection on the glass, wondering where it all went wrong.

“why don't you love me anymore?”

it's weird. he can hear the sorrow. he can feel the pain. yet he feels nothing.

“what does she have that i don’t?”

maybe you're right. maybe he's an asshole. maybe this is his punishment.

the first time sae laid eyes on you, you were five and he was six.

he saw you playing with rin on the slides, and he remembers the way you smiled at him when rin told you sae was his older brother.

and even back then, even if it was a tiny crush based on superficial reasons like how sae liked your smile or your eyes or the way your hands felt on his when you locked hands and forced him to play with you and rin, he remembers you mocking rin and calling sae nii-chan.

sae remembers how he cringed inside because no. no no, he didn’t want you calling him that because that wasn’t what he wanted you to know him for. he didn’t know what he wanted exactly, but definitely not an older brother.

"itoshi-kun!"

“sae,” he corrected you, watching as you ran up to him on the field.

he loved the soft smile you wore on when you heard him. he especially loved the first time you said his name.

“sae.”

the first time he saw you cry, it was when you scraped your knee after some boys accidentally pushed you over.

you were nine.

sae scared them away afterwards.

you weren’t exactly sobbing—he found out you were funny like that, like you wanted to cry but didn’t want to let anyone see. but it was frustrating because sae wasn’t just anyone. or so he liked to think.

“get on,” sae told you, getting down on one knee with his back turned to you.

“what?” you sniffled, vision still blurry from your would-be tears.

sae craned his neck to look back at you, a faint smile on his face. “come on, i’ll carry you home.”

“i’m not weak, you know,” you argued, and sae would’ve told you to just accept his offer when he realised you already did, obediently climbing onto his back and wrapping your arms around his neck.

it was a relatively silent walk back. sae could hear the rapid beating of your heart though.

maybe it was a tiny crush too. the kind that stuck with you for three years and four months and threatened to stick with you for the rest of your life.

“hey, sae?”

“hm?”

a pregnant pause. you held him tighter before ultimately loosening your grip.

“mm, nothing.”

sae really wanted to hear you. but he let it go.

it was torture, really—you were fifteen when you got your first boyfriend. some guy called oliver aiku. who looked way too old for you, by the way, but fine, if you said he was only a year older than sae, who was he to question you?

sae hated it, really. watching you at the swings, laughing along with him, watching oli feed you ice cream. and you said oliver was a good striker too? sae bet he was better.

what did he have that sae didn’t?

and sae thought he’d love to witness the day when the two of you broke up. but he never counted on the fact that you’d be a mess when your heart was broken.

you ignored sae and rin for a couple of weeks, choosing to stay isolated, refusing to see anyone. you weren’t even replying sae’s texts.

[17:34] hey y/n, pick up the phone, idiot.

[17:34] rin misses you.

okay so that last part was a lie, but it was fine, rin didn’t have to find out.

[17:35] hey sae. :)

[17:35] hmm… so you don’t miss me?

sae had to do a double take at your text. since when did you become this cheeky? he didn’t even know why he was suppressing a smile.

it took him less than a minute before he got up.

[17:36] maybe.

[17:37] be at your place in 10, let’s get ice cream.

funny how he wanted to replace all of oliver’s memories. sae wanted you to lick the ice cream that he was holding. sae wanted you to play on the swings with him. everything him, no other stupid boys who would make you cry, who didn’t deserve you.

that was exactly what sae did—asked you what you did with oliver. you’d answer him, and he’d do the exact same with you, and he’d rewrite all the memories you thought would be so hard to forget, the very same memories you thought would be impossible to replace. yet sae did it, replaced the bad with the good.

sae wasn’t a mind reader, he couldn’t tell what you were thinking as he got you ice cream and fed it to you, couldn’t tell if you liked how he walked with his arm around your shoulder. couldn’t tell if you knew what he was doing.

he wished that you knew how he felt—then that’d make one of you. because sae had no clue.

“hey, sae?”

“hm?”

he got deja vu there.

and this time, you continued.

“do you do this for other girls too?”

sae nearly choked on that question because no, he didn’t do nearly as much for other people in general. you were the only one he’d ever put this much effort to.

“no.”

he can still remember your little smile to this day. it was pretty, even prettier since it was because of him. it was like a silent knowledge you both shared—you didn’t want him to do that for other girls, and he didn’t want to share you with other boys.

simple, but complicated. complicated because you were both shit at feelings and shit at admitting but it was still beautiful, if only because neither of you ever strayed.

back then.

“what about a house?”

“i’ll buy you the nicest, cosiest one there is.”

“anywhere in the world?”

sae nodded. “anywhere you want.”

“i want to open a bakery one day. you gonna help me with that?”

“i’ll help you with anything you want.”

you giggled. “yeah? you and what money, sae?”

he rolled his eyes, resting his head against his palm, elbow propped up on your study table. “when i become the best soccer player in the world, genius.”

sae flicked your forehead gently, as he remembers he liked to, smiling softly when you winced in faux pain.

it’s funny how comfortable he felt talking about shit like that with you, only half-joking. it was an innocent conversation on how sae said he would be able to take care of you when you were both older. even if it wasn’t his place, even if he wasn’t even your boyfriend yet then.

“oh? so i’ll get the world’s best soccer player itoshi sae all to myself?”

it all sounded dreamy and attainable when you were both eighteen and sitting on cloud nine. when the both of you were dreamers with rose tinted glasses and honeyed tongues to match.

“is that a confession, y/n l/n?”

he remembers he caught you off guard. he knew because the way you behaved when you were flustered was already ingrained in his mind. the way you fumbled over your words, the way you couldn’t hold eye contact, the way you made him melt with how you seemed so vulnerable for a split second.

“what if it was?”

that was the first time you ever managed to render him speechless. only because of how honest you were being. only because sae wanted you to want him and you did and then he was reduced to some infatuated idiot.

“good, me too.”

and maybe that was his first mistake. when he didn’t make sure you knew he wanted you for more than just that moment, that he had wanted you for a long time coming.

maybe that was the first in line for the domino effect.

life hit hard and fast by the time sae made a name for himself as one of the best midfielders in the world. he opened his eyes and saw that japan was not for him—he wanted more for himself, for his career.

sae wanted to move. and at the time, he wanted to bring you with him.

“how’s spain?”

it was the usual call the two of you had—a routine set in place because sae found he’d miss you too much if he didn’t hear from you for a while. it sucked that he couldn’t bring you with him now, not when he wasn’t best yet and not when you had a degree to finish.

“great, i play in the official match tomorrow, starting eleven.”

mundane updates about each other’s lives. he’d tell you about his soccer trainings and you’d fill him in on school. but for sae, it wasn’t enough. so he took a leap of faith this time, he was sure what he wanted.

“hey, what if we moved out here next time?” sae asked, cutting you off.

you stuttered, flustered and overwhelmed. in hindsight, maybe asking you that sort of thing when the both of you weren’t even officially together was kind of a stretch.

but sae had been sure at that point of time.

“there’s a lot to consider, sae.”

it was that tricky line where you were both more than friends but less than lovers and sae knew that over the phone wasn’t the ideal place to do it but he didn’t want to drag it on any longer.

“i mean, we’re not even together and we’re both just still kids, and—”

“then be mine.”

“i- what?”

for the first time, he was thinking about the future. and it had to be with you. he couldn’t imagine it another way. and when you agreed to be his that day, when you agreed you’d consider it for the future, sae was happier than he let on.

for the first time, the future was a little clearer. become the best midfielder, find a good forward worthy of his passes, and when all that was done and dusted, he’d always come back to you at the end of the day.

sae had thought hard about it.

but evidently not hard enough.

reality hit like a truck.

because fast forward five years into the future and you had moved out to spain to be with sae, your future husband, the diamond ring nestled comfortably on your finger.

moving in with sae was fun, exciting. it was a new place, new continent, new start. sae was with you every step of the way, choosing the house, choosing the furniture. turned out, being one of the most in-demand soccer players paid way too well.

what sae never considered was the gravity of what he asked you to do—uproot your entire life to be with him. you were both still young and full of life and loved seeking thrills and you both failed to grasp what the consequences would be.

it was harder than you bargained; adjusting to the new country, learning a new language, making new friends and learning the culture. sae was a pivotal part of your support system, but sometimes he didn’t have a choice; he couldn’t be there for you a hundred percent. he had soccer, contracts to fulfil, people to please. you needed him more than you realised.

and when you moved in together, both of you saw sides to one another you never really saw before. like how you get frustrated when sae messes the entire bedroom up after you spent the entire day cleaning the mansion. or how sae shut down whenever he was having doubts about his team, his plays.

it was difficult. but it still worked.

for a while.

but arguments were getting more frequent. and sae forgot why he did this in the first place. maybe you should’ve spoken up more too, whenever something bothered you, then maybe you wouldn’t have felt this resentful.

you blamed sae for asking you to move out here. but it was what you wanted too.

it got to a point where there was an animosity between the both of you that you couldn’t handle. the type that made you sad because somehow sae turned into someone you didn’t even recognise.

“where’d you go last night?”

sae sighed, like you were a bother, but really you weren’t. he was just being a dick. it was never okay to just abandon your fiancé at home all because of a dumb fight which he couldn’t even remember by now.

“stayed over at the captain’s,” was all he told you. didn’t even bother explaining.

he wishes he did, then maybe you’d stop getting the idea that this relationship had hit a dead end.

“is that what we’re going to do now? just leave the other one alone, not talk when we fight?” you were soft, because you were tired. you’d been tired for a while.

you were tired. sae lost track of himself. everything was a mess and neither of you had the capability to handle it. sae was thinking maybe he made a mistake, and you were thinking it wasn’t too late to turn back. he couldn’t be bothered to remember how you got here in the first place, and he missed all the signs you gave him.

how you had stayed up late just to wait up for him whenever he had practice. how you agreed to be with him through everything and kept a smile on your face even when things were hard on you personally. how you cooked for two even when sae said he wouldn’t have time for dinners at home, just in case.

he’s sorry; you thought of him way too much, and he didn’t give you enough.

“sae, say something, please?” you were on the verge of tears, and he was on the verge of giving up.

sae knows what you wanted to hear now. but back then, he didn’t. he was too pressed on his own feelings that he just couldn’t find it in himself to think for you.

“what do you want me to say?”

you sat next to him on the couch, and he could hear you sniffling. he didn’t turn to look at you, didn’t ask about you, didn’t try to console you. for his own good. because he thought he knew where it was going, and it was better if he didn’t.

“sae… do you still want this?”

that was the first time he was unsure. because what he knew was that there was no one else for him. there was only you. he wanted only you, but everything turned out like this and he felt conflicted, tired.

he just wasn’t sure.

“i don’t know.”

but that was as good of an answer to you as any.

you’d watched him over the years. you’d tolerated all of his misgivings, you’d watched him train even when he was injured, even when you begged him to rest. you’d supported him throughout everything. you were everything to him, but at that moment, sae failed to tell you, and you couldn’t hold on to something that seemed so futile, something that was hanging on by a single thread.

something that might’ve snapped at any moment.

the next day, all sae woke up to was the engagement ring on his bedpost and your absence from his life.

it’s been another five years since then.

sae’s back in japan. for some reason.

no, not some. just one. just you.

to think that up until now, sae still thinks of you. you’re always there somehow, in his memories. when he scores a goal, he still instinctively looks for your face in the crowd. when people interview him and ask him about possible partners, his first thought is your name. when he goes on his socials, he looks for you first. it’s habit.

sae’s jealous, still. even after four years apart. he still loves you. he’s still stupid. he’s still too late.

you’re happy now, if your posts are any indication. you live with him too. sae sometimes wishes he was him. then maybe he’d get to feel you again, be around you, hover over you and annoy you to no end. maybe he’d get to hear you call his name again.

but that’s a long shot.

you’re about to be mrs mikage soon. reo’s a lucky guy, whoever the fuck he is. sae hates him, but it’s biased. he’s probably good to you. he helped you build that bakery you always wanted, after all.

the bakery sae always orders from under a fake name because he doesn’t know whether you hate him and he’d rather not risk it. it’s the only way he knows how to hold on to you, to still feel close to you.

so he’s mr. rin hatoki.

“tell me!”

his girlfriend’s voice is shrill, it brings him back to the present, to his current predicament. to the fact that he’s been trying to put you in the past, but he’s not able to. and she knows it, too. she’s not dumb.

she probably stalked you ever since she first started dating him. she probably knew all along that the breakfasts sae buys for her is his pathetic excuse to just support your business. she probably knew that from the start, she stood no chance against you.

“i beg you, sae,” she’s crying now, and sae feels bad for regressing to this state, to hurting other people but most of all, he feels bad for flat out wishing she was you. “just break my heart already if you’re going to do it.”

two years with her down the drain. because he can’t forget about you.

sae doesn’t even look up at her because he’s filled with the vision of you smiling in his head. that’s all he’s staring at.

she asked what you had that she didn’t. and sae only knows the one answer is his heart.

“you’ll never be her.”

sae stares at you from the driver’s seat. he’s parked on the opposite side of the road, it should be safely tucked away enough that you won’t notice.

you’re closing up. you look like an angel. you’re dawdling, slowly mopping up the floors, your hair so messy and you’re still so perfect.

he wants to go there, wants to run to you and hug you, wants to grip onto you and take back what he lost. but he of all people knows that’s impossible. so he stays in his driver’s seat, stays in his fantasies, stays away from you.

maybe he should just drive away. maybe he should stop pining for you. this is stupid.

especially stupid when he sees your future husband pull up and run up the sidewalk, runs into your arms, carries you and spins you around and presses a kiss onto your perfect nose.

sae can only vaguely make out what he’s saying.

“have a surprise for you at home, baby.”

and sae can’t tell what you said, but he can tell you love him by the slow, affectionate kiss you give him, the way you wrap your arms around his neck and laugh against each other’s lips.

“wait here for a bit, yeah?” reo tells you, and you nod, obedient.

it’s like a drug, now that he’s here, sae wants to stay and watch the show play out to the end. he watches as you store away your broom and mops and as reo walks back to his car—wait, no, fuck, he’s walking to sae’s car.

fuck fuck fuck.

reo makes sure you’re back in your bakery and out of view before he smiles at sae. “i’m very honoured that a world-class soccer player is stalking us,” reo beams at him the moment sae winds down his windows. “wanna go over there and talk to her?”

he definitely knows of your history with sae. it doesn’t bother him though, apparently. not if he’s offering sae the chance to talk to you, and alone, by the looks of it.

sae’s not really sure what he’s doing, taking reo up on his offer. he walks through the doors to your bakery and the shopkeeper’s bell rings, inciting you to spin around, expecting reo, but your eyes widen when you see sae there instead, sheepishly standing there, staring dumbly at you.

“sae,” you call his name, breathlessly. “w-what’re you doing here?”

“i… don’t know.”

he doesn’t. zero clue. fuck.

you’re not smiling, you’re apprehensive, you’re still in shock as to why itoshi sae didn’t contact you ever since you left him and why he chose now of all times to show up. there’s tears in the corners of your eyes and he knows you’re trying not to let them fall. the corners of your mouth try not to but they form a small frown.

“i just wanted to tell you…” sae trails off because he starts to remember everything.

he remembers five years old and you on the slides. he remembers your nii-chan and how he hated it. he remembers your smile and him being lovestruck and pathetic. he remembers making you happy and then making you sad, going from everything you loved to everything you grieved. he remembers all the signs he thought you didn’t give. he remembers your newly opened bakery and the heart on his first order chit. he remembers his now ex-girlfriend hating his guts and throwing your bread on the floor.

most of all, he remembers how happy you look with reo.

so sae swallows all the words he wanted to say and gives you a knowing smile. “just wanted to come by and wish you a happy marriage.”

i miss you. i still love you. i want you back. i want to be yours again. i promise i’ll love you properly this time.

he bites back all his words.

your expression turns soft and you smile at him for the first time in five years. “thanks, sae,” you tell him, holding your hand out.

sae shakes it, resisting his urge to pull you close.

“how are—”

“i have to go,” sae interjects, because he doesn’t think he can act any more normal than this. he wants to see more of you, but he forces himself to leave, and you understand anyway, you and your weak knees because as much as you’re over itoshi sae, your lover, you still miss itoshi sae, your best friend.

reo walks past him on the steps, noticing his rush. “hey, leaving already?”

sae doesn’t stop. “yeah.”

“look, y/n’s clueless but,” reo continues, raising his voice slightly as sae gets farther away. “thanks for all the support!”

sae stops short of his car, turning around to look at reo, who’s looking at you, cleaning up the last of your cash.

“what are you talking about?”

reo turns back to sae, hands in his pockets. “i wanted to thank mr rin hatoki personally so—” sae’s eyes grow wide at the mention of the name— “thank you.”

how does he even know?

“you know, she was so nervous when it first opened, thinking that nobody would buy anything,” reo tells him, and sae listens, swallowing the lump in his throat. “i wanted to be the first customer but apparently a mr rin hitoki beat me to it.”

reo sighs, noticing how sae’s eyes are now glued onto you.

“y/n’s the kindest person i’ve ever met,” reo continues, turning his back on sae. “if you want forgiveness, it’s always there for you.”

reo’s revelation and offer sticks with sae, but he shelves it in the corner of his mind. when he sees you, crescent eyes and all smiles, sae drives off.

it’s fine. knowing you’re happy is enough.

that’s a lie. it will never be enough for him, but he’ll just keep trying to convince himself. sae loves you, and he might just love you enough to let you go.

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alastor-simp · 11 months

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Cater, Ortho, Silver, Neige, Chenya, and Rollo Flamme with a reader who sings like Japanese Singer "Ado"

Thank you @ayachansan for recommending me to do the other twst characters I missed. I will include some of the side characters as well. Enjoy Everyone

Cater Diamond📱

📱Cater was the king of keeping up with the latest music and fashion trends, This man was a social media addict, so it wouldn't be a surprised if he hadn't heard of you before.

📱He had seen many of his followers on Magicam talking about a very popular mysterious singer that had exploded all over the web. He was interested in what was so popular about this new singer, but after watching a few music videos, he quickly became a fan.

📱Cater was so amazed that he sent links to Trey and all of his other friends, including you, little did he know that you were that famous singer. His discovery of your talent happened when he was heading towards your dorm, and heard someone singing the lyrics of one of the songs from the famous singer. Cater then saw that it was you singing the song, while sitting on your bed, surrounded by various recording equipment.

📱Cater literally fangirled and ran towards you, hugging you tightly. He couldn't believe that the famous singer was you. The music videos were all animated so they didn't reveal your face, so it shocked him even more that the beautiful voice belong to you.

📱After calming down a little bit, you told Cater that you were a very popular singer from your home-world, and you preferred to keep your face hidden during your performances, but you were very happy that he loved your singing so much. Cater really wanted to question why you hid your face, but he stopped himself since as long as you were comfortable with it, he wouldn't stop you.

📱Cater would be one of your top commenters on your music videos, posting so many hearts and hashtags, yet he kept the selfies to a minimum when he hanged out with you since he still respected your privacy. His favorite song of yours was "missing", he loved how rock and roll the song was, but also how the message of the song is looking for connections with others.

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Ortho Shroud🤖

🤖Ortho was very fascinated about data and learning about new information that he didn't know about. He was interested in videos games and anime like his nii-san was and he enjoyed exploring more on his own time.

🤖Ortho had heard his nii-san talk about a very popular singer that was rising in the charts lately. Both him and his brother became very big fans. The animations were top-tier and the singers voice was heavenly. Ortho really wanted to his brother to go to one your your concerts since he was such a fan, but persuading him to go outside of his room was going to be a problem.

🤖All three of you were playing videos games in Idia's room, as you both had become very good friends after the whole S.T.Y.X. incident. Idia was talking up a storm about the famous singer and him and his brother had no idea that you were that said singer.

🤖Finally gathering up enough courage, you told both Idia and Ortho that you were that singer. Both of them stood shocked, but Idia looked like he needed more evidence, so you sang a few lyrics from one of your popular songs, and BAM he was 100% convinced. While Idia was passed out from the shock, Ortho flew at you and tackled you in a hug, calling you amazing, and asking you a bazillion questions.

🤖After that, you had told Ortho that you were a very popular singer in your world and you decided to continue doing what you loved here in this world, but with your identity hidden of course. Ortho was just happy that you were doing what you loved but he did say to check in with him or nii-san if you were feeling stressed out or needed a break from singing. Ortho also really wanted him and his brother to create the next music video animation for you, as it would mean the world to him and his brother

🤖His favorite song of yours is "KokoroToIuNanoFukakai", he likes the medical theme of the video and how the song is complex emotions are.

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Silver💤

💤Silver was too busy improving his skills as a knight to really pay attention to things like music. He knew Lilia was part of the Pop Music club and had heard some of the songs that him and his club would sing, but nothing more then that. Also he had the tendency to fall asleep when listening to music, so even if he attempted it, it would result in him going into dreamland.

💤Silver was resting in the botanical gardens, when he heard the sound of humming nearby. He surprisingly woke up, which was a shock to him as he usually would be too deep in sleep to wake up to something like that. Walking around the gardens, he had spotted you, leaning against a tree, humming to yourself, with some birds scattered around you, enjoying your singing

💤Sensing someone next to you, you spotted Silver standing next to you with a blank expression, Greeting him, you asked what he was doing at the garden, and he said he had taken a rest near one of the bushes there and heard the sound of you humming. Realizing that you had woken him up, you apologized but Silver just shook his head and gave you his prince-like smile, saying it was fine, and that he found your singing beautiful.

💤Silver sat down next to you and placed his head on your lap, most likely still tired from waking up from his nap. He asked you if you sang other songs and you placed your hand on his head, and told him that you were a very famous singer from your world and since you can't head back to your world for now, you would continue doing your singing career here. Silver continue to smile at you and said he would enjoy listening to you sing a bit more. Giggling, you sang a very soothing song that relaxed Silver and made him fall back asleep

💤Silver would become more interested in music now especially yours. He was still trying to get use to some of your songs since you did sing a lot of rock or metal songs, but he did love your ballads as your voice was so heavenly. He actually came to your concerts, and tried very hard to stay awake as he didn’t want to fall asleep during your performance.

💤His favorite song of yours is “Where The Wind Blows” he finds the song very beautiful and loves the animation.

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Neige LeBlanche✨

✨Neige was a very famous actor. He has performed and sang in so many songs and has played as the main character in a lot of movies and plays. Despite being famous, he never met the fame get to his head and was the same adorable sweet boy he always was.

✨While attending RSA, he has heard a lot of his students talk about an amazing singer who has been trending a lot lately. Neige was very curious who the singer was as he had listened to the songs and was very enamored with them, but since the music videos were animated, he wasn’t able to see who the singer was

✨Neige had discovered who you were when he visited Nobel Bell College. He had visited with Chenya but lost sight of him as Chenya was being sneaky and turned invisible again, so Neige was by himself. He heard the sounds of someone signing and recognized that voice and rushed over. Spotting someone in the distance, he saw you sitting by yourself on one of the benches near the City of Flowers.

✨You were too lost in singing to realized that Neige was standing right in front of you. Upon realizing, you covered your mouth, apologizing profusely if your singing disturb him. Neige was sparkling, and he sat next to you. He literally went off on an adorable speech about how amazing your voice was and how happy he was able to find who the unknown singer was as he was a big fan.

✨Feeling shy, you looked away from Neige and explained to him that you sang a lot from your world, and decided to continue doing it here, but you were insistent on keeping your identity hidden. Neige hugged you and said it was okay no matter what you did. If doing that makes you feel comfortable, then continue doing it. His words made you smile, and you hugged the sweet boy back.

✨Despite being at two different schools, Neige made sure to keep in contact with you, messaging you to ask how your day was and to not overwork since singing so much can strain the voice. He did suggest to you if you wanted to work on a song together if you were comfortable doing it, and you agreed which made Neige very happy.

✨He loves all of your songs and listens to them 24/7, but his number once fave is your cover of "Snow Song Show". He finds the song very cute and loves the Christmas theme.

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Chenya😸

😸This adorable rascal is the definition of chaotic. He listens to all genres of music as he is not picky whatsoever. He tends to listen to more silly songs as they make him laugh. He had heard Neige mention a new singer that was becoming very popular on the internet and it quickly pique his interest. Immediate fan the minute he heard your voice. He could not get over how much range your voice could reach and the animations for the music video were amazing.

😸Chenya was feeling in the mood to head over to Heartslabyul to play some tricks on the students, as well as see Riddle and Trey. He used his unique magic to turn invisible as not to be spotted by the other students, unless he wanted to be chased out due to the rivalry between both schools. Walking through the maze, his ears wiggled as he picked up the sounds of someone singing.

😸Venturing closer to the sound, Chenya was able to spot you, sitting in the middle of the maze, writing down what looked to be lyrics on a piece of paper. Mmm well well, so you were the singer that everyone was talking about. Feeling mischievous, Chenya made his head visible and popped up next you, causing you to jump in fright.

😸"Hehehe, so you are the talented singer aren't you, little mouse nyah~" Chenya smiled down at you, as he turned his body visible again, and sat down next to you, wrapping his tail around your waist. Realizing it was Chenya, you relaxed and smiled at him. Chenya went on to question you further about your singing and you told him about your world and how you use to sing a lot of songs when you were younger, and then got offered a contract by a very popular music industry and as time went on you became a very famous music sensation, but you were use to keeping your face hidden and would continue doing it that way.

😸Chenya listened to your explanation and didn't question further about the no showing of the face thing, but he was happy for you that you were still doing what you enjoyed even in a new world. Being how he is, he just wrapped his arms around you and nuzzled your head like a cat, as a way of him showing his support. Chenya would show up much more now at NRC, checking in on you to see how you were doing and to make sure you were not stressed with your career. He did have the tendency make his head appear using his unique magic whenever you were in your room, preparing for a new song. It did annoy you a bit, but it was just Chenya being Chenya, so you were fine with it

😸His favorite song of yours is "Fleeting Lullaby". He loves how crazy the animation is, but also likes how the song is about music connecting people together.

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Rollo Flamme🔔

🔔Rollo was a man of tradition. As being the board president of Nobel Bell College, he had no time to meddle with the likes of music and other forms of distraction. He does, however, enjoy the festivities that are held at Fleur City, but he prefers to dwell in them on his own terms. When on his own time, he does listen to more classical music when he is studying. The sound from the Bell of Salvation is another thing he enjoys hearing as well, as he finds it very beautiful

🔔After his plan to destroy all magic failed, he had to give in to the demands and continue to hold the masquerade for the students of NRC. The event was going well and he noticed that everyone was becoming acquainted with one another. "Hmph", he said to himself, and departed from the event and headed outside to enjoy the fresh air. He had arrived to the center of the college where the Righteous Judge statue was standing, and let out a sigh. Unbeknownst to him, there was another person there as well, and they were singing a random tune. This got Rollo's attention and he walked closer to the noise, and spotted you, sitting on one grassy areas next to the statue.

🔔Lost in your singing, you didn't notice Rollo was next to you, until you heard a cough. Seeing Rollo in front of you, you apologize, waving your hands up and down, feeling bad that you interrupted his stroll. Rollo put his hand up to stop your rant, and said he wasn't upset. Both of you just stared at each other in silence, but you decided to break that and patted the spot next to you, gesturing to Rollo to sit next to you.

🔔Rollo turned his nose up at that, as he didn't want to dirty his clothes, but you kept insisting, so he just heaved a sigh and sat next to you with his hands crossed in front of him. "May I ask why you are out here and not inside with the others?", Rollo asked. You just shrugged and said you needed some air especially how eventful the day was. Rollo grimaced at that, but said nothing, and continued sitting in silence.

🔔 "Your singing is very bewitching, I'm surprised you didn't join Malleus and the others went they had their little performance.", Rollo said as he gave you a rare smile. You told him about you coming to this world, and how you were a very big singer, but you rather your face/identity be kept hidden. Rollo listened to you talk, and just nodded his head at your words. You told him that if he wanted, he could attend one of your concerts if he wanted to.

🔔Rollo just shook his head as he was too busy with his duties to deal with things like that, but he did give you his phone number, if you wanted to converse and possibly send him any songs you have performed, just nothing too extreme as he wasn't fond of rock or metal. Nodding your head, you thanked him and continue to sit next to him in silence, enjoying the comforting atmosphere.

🔔After heading back to NRC, you and Rollo continue to chat together via messages, whenever you had time as you both had very busy schedules. Rollo was developing a bit of a soft spot for you, as here you were, a person with no magic placed in a world with magic users, yet you didn't mind it and continued doing what you enjoyed most, which he respected. Despite him not attending your concerts, you would receive a beautiful vase of roses addressed from him, as a way of showing his support. His favorite song of yours is "God-ish", he likes the use of the concept "God" in the song, and likes how much vocal range you hit in the song.

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seoheesoo · 6 months

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What if Jiraiya had been Sakumo's younger brother and returned to the village in time to save him

[Part 1]

There was deafening silence in the house. Sakumo lowered his tense shoulders and exhaled heavily. He's tired. This couldn't go on any longer. He simply didn't have the strength to fight. Every day felt like torture. He stopped leaving the house, completely isolated himself from society, but a feeling of injustice, guilt and exhaustion was eating him up from the inside. The man ran his hand over the sheath and pulled out the blade. The dagger flashed in the light.

The slight rustle of leaves made him raise his head. Fear flashed in his dark gray eyes. Sakumo turned around sharply and raised the blade in front of him. His gaze fell on a young guy sitting on the windowsill.

"Jiraiya!" - Sakumo exclaimed in surprise.

"Long time no see", - the guy smiled broadly. - "Will you treat your prodigal younger brother to sake?"

Jiraiya easily jumped to the floor and headed to the kitchen. Sakumo returned the blade to its sheath and hid the weapon in the closet. When the man walked into the kitchen, Jiraiya was already sitting at the table, holding a tall glass of alcohol in his hand.

"When did you return to the village?" - Sakumo sat down opposite the guy, carefully examining his younger brother.

"Today."

"Does the Third send you somewhere?"

"No, I’m still wandering around the world, collecting material for my research", - Jiraiya smirked at the corner of his lips.

"Then why did you come back?"

"Just passing by", - the guy shrugged and took a sip of sake.

Sakumo tilted his head to the side in disbelief.

"Jiraiya", - the man turned a hard look at the guy.

"Nii-san", - Jiraiya looked up at him, all the feigned amusement gone from his voice.

"I'm home!" - a door slammed in the corridor.

Sakumo winced. The man closed his eyes and slumped tiredly in his chair. If he had done what he was about to do, he would never have heard that voice again. Sakumo clenched his trembling hands into fists and exhaled deeply, trying to gather his strength.

"Jiraiya Ji-san?" - Kakashi stopped at the entrance, carelessly throwing his bag with textbooks onto the floor.

"Here comes little Kakashi!" - Jiraiya's loud voice echoed throughout the house. - "How you have grown! Look what I have for you."

The guy pulled out an orange book from his bag and handed it to the child.

"Jiraiya!" - Sakumo looked reproachfully at his younger brother.

“Calm down", - the guy waved his hand. - "This is a special children's edition."

Kakashi picked up the book and, looking at it with reverence, pressed it tightly to himself.

"How is my beloved nephew doing?" - Jiraiya poked the boy on the cheek.

“I’m your only nephew", - Kakashi pushed his hand aside and pouted.

Jiraiya laughed loudly.

"I was told that you are the best student at the Academy."

Kakashi shrugged his shoulders.

"I have no worthy competitors."

"Kakashi, you can’t say that", - Sakumo said wearily.

"But it’s true", - the boy objected, shifting his eyebrows on the bridge of his nose.

"I never doubted you, kid", - Jiraiya ruffled the boy’s already shaggy hair.

"Why did you return to the village? Shouldn't you be traveling and doing all sorts of pervy things?"

"Kakashi! Do not be rude."

"I came to visit my family. I haven't looked into the village for a long time. My beloved nephew has grown so much that he will soon catch up with me."

Jiraiya noticed how impatiently Kakashi shifted from foot to foot.

"Are you so excited to read my new book? Then run to your place. Your father and I still need to discuss something."

Kakashi's small arms wrapped around his neck briefly, and then the boy disappeared like lightning, slamming the door of his room loudly. Jiraiya laughed quietly and shook his head.

"Nii-san", - Jiraiya extended his hand and tightly squeezed the man’s shoulder. - "Are you ready to talk?"

Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

#kakashi hatake #sakumo hatake #jiraiya

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iwaasfairy · 2 years

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HEAR ME OUT HEAR ME OUT

bachira nii who is just the best and sweetest big bro!!! he's always so attentive and so clingy to you! there's not a single moment that you go without having him touch your tits or kiss/lick your neck, he might even just feel up your pussy to make sure you're wet!!

he loves his lil sis so much, he cant help but fuck you as if you're his personal fleshlight. expect him to breed u like a bunny and dont stop until you're overflowing with cum ♡♡♡ oh and dont worry about holding back your moans! he loves to hear them and he loves when you cry out his name! mommy yuu wont mind that her two children r keeping it in the family :)

i heARD AND I RAN okay i spent the wHOLE DAY thinking about this yesterday hhhhgftdsguyfdisgi

tw incest, dubcon, codependency

He likes the shape of your mouth. He likes it so much. Enjoys kissing it, watching it, puffy lips and raw, likes hearing the little sounds that come from you when he claims that mouth. He even likes the way you say his name, his name that’s been called a thousand different times in a thousand different ways. But you say it differently still, cherish it on the tip of your tongue as he pulls your face closer in the evening glow and stares. “Meguru nii,” you say it all pouty and knowing, chest puffed with it. You say it like you know what comes next— and it only feeds the thirst that trickles down his muscles and aching heart.

When he doesn’t answer it, and he doesn’t, can’t, you grow restless and fidgety, and he gets to hear his name in a wholly different way, one reserved for only you. It pushes your lips to the brim with how cute and pouty they can be, without being kissed to shreds by him. “Ru nii~” you beg.

And he answers it by pushing you down onto his bed and pulling the covers a little further over you, until the world is almost completely shut out from the both of you. He lies down on top of you this way, caging your body under him— how he likes it. How the monster says it’s meant to be. And the heat that plays over your cheeks is nothing but further encouragement, because you look so damn pretty when the lowest light catches the glittering of your teary eyes.

“I’m supposed to be in bed. I’ve got an early cl-mhm!”

He kisses you square on the mouth, or teeth, no matter, because when his hands slide along your sides and start fondling your soft tits, tugging at sweet, puffy nipples— it’s all too easy to get you to play along. “I just wanna play with my little sister a little,” he breathes into your mouth, and you hum. You always hum so softly, like his word is truth, or gospel. “Just a little bit more, m’kay? Then you can go to bed.” The assurance calls for another drag of his name, that filthy mockery of the word ‘niichan’ that you have long mastered. It draws all the blood from his conscious thought to his hard cock as he grinds it against your pussy.

Picking at the bow of your panties, at your tits through your shirt- you curl under him and under his tongue, his hands, his twitching, leaking cock and balls like his own personal little toy. No, play-date. You always used to be his play-date growing up, and though the word has taken on -slightly more insidious- interpretations, it still fits you so well. Peeling your panties halfway down your legs to push the head of his cock into that dripping little slit is all too easy when you’re going “Ru nii, Meguru nii~” over and over so obliviously, unapologetically needy.

“You love your big brother?” He asks, and you nod, and it sends a spike of heat through his heart and makes him bottom out inside his own little sister with a groan. “I definitely love you. The most, love you- t-the most.” The covers won’t drown out the way you’re whining as he uses all his weight to fuck deep into you, your knees pressed to your ears and your tongue wrapped around his fingers. It doesn’t shield the squeaking of the bed and the rhythmic ‘pap, pap, pap’ of his balls hitting your ass each time he bottoms out. It doesn’t even cover the way he breathes your name back like he should, like he knows will get you there again and again.

But it’s not a lie when he leans down for a few seconds to pull your mouth back to his, tangle wet tongues and take what he needs from that pretty mouth of yours, and says, “You’re fine, just cum. Just cum on niichan's cock, you'll feel good. It’s okay. Mom wants her two babies to get along.”

#tw.incest #bachira meguru #bachira smut #bllk smut #bachira x reader #blue lock smut #bllk.txt #🍯honey.pot #💫ch.bachira

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chuuyrr · 1 year

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I'm not sure if you're taking asks right now so feel free to ignore this. I'd like to request the Fushiguro! Child in the BSD universe where she gets sick so when her powers go wonky and instead of her going to other universes they all come to her universe instead(the JJK universe). The PM, ADA gets to meet Gojo and the Gang hehe. This is kinda inspired by me having a cold right now and having nobody around to talk with lol

scarlet witch! baby fushiguro! reader takes the port mafia and the armed detective agency to the jujutsu kaisen universe

jujutsu kaisen x reader x bungo stray dogs

masterlist of the series

╰➤ CW(s): quite the literal bungo stray dogs and jujutsu kaisen, fluff/comfort, kinda ooc but i tried 😭

╰➤ PAIRING(s): platonic! jujutsu kaisen (gojo & megumi only) + bungo stray dogs (port mafia & ADA) x child! reader

before you read: hi, in case you're new, you're megumi's younger half-sibling, and while you don't have cursed energy, you do have scarlet witch's powers and abilities! aside from that, as a special scarlet witch variant, you also have the ability to travel across the multiverse. how chaotic! furthermore, like your half-brother megumi, you are being cared for by gojo satoru, who also serves as your adoptive father. for more info, please see the masterlist.

being sick was one thing, but having your chaos magic go crazy was quite another.

you weren't even aware of it since you were in bed, sick with a feverish cold, caged up in your room with gojo and megumi who had just gone there only to leave again, failing to get you to eat as much as they wanted you to, which was natural.

you were breathing in and out with your eyes closed, trying relax while coughing a little from the cold, and as you lay in bed, feeling completely miserable, your fingers were subconsciously interlocking and locking.

your powers were working their magic, and the next thing you knew, your beloved family figures from the world of gifted detectives and mafiosos had been taken and dragged into your world in a snap of a finger.

THUD!!

as soon as you heard the sound, you instantly opened your eyes and sat up, and a soft gasp escaped your lips at the sight.

chuuya was face planted on the floor, letting out screams while rolling his r's in annoyance with dazai sitting on top of him, but kunikida, yosano, ranpo, kyouka, kenji, and fukuzawa, and even akutagawa, were either on their bums or feet, but it was clear that they didn't end up falling badly from the red portal present on your ceiling like chuuya, dazai, and atsushi.

"g-guys?" you squeak out, immediately catching their attention as your eyes lit up.

"[name]-chan!" cried dazai, only to let out a dramatic gasp when he noticed a cold gel patch on your forehead and how feverish you looked.

with that, dazai shoved chuuya aside as if he wasn't the one sitting on him in the first place when they were carried across the multiverse by some mysterious red power, and ran to your side, without caring where he was right now.

you extended your arms and hands towards dazai, a clingy expression over your sleepy and blurry eyes from being unwell, needing a cuddle as you whined gently at him, "dazai-nii!"

dazai sat by your side on the bed and hugged you dearly, holding you against his chest and stroking his fingers through your hair, hushing you softly yet comfortingly.

"shh, it's okay, my sweet little [name]-chan. dazai's here. in fact, we're all here.. and it appears to be because of you," dazai said softly, staring at the armed detective agency and port mafias you dragged along with him, all of whom he knows mean a lot to you as your loved ones.

everyone was staring at how dazai comforted you while you were obviously sick, and while akutagawa and chuuya were taken aback by this oddly softer and sweeter side of dazai, they gradually realized where they were, given the amount of plushies, children toys, and books in shelves, and cute decorations in the room, which was enough to tell that it was yours.

"yeah, this is definitely [name]-chan's room.." atsushi stated the obvious, a little smile tugging on his lips as he observed the quantity of hello kitty stickers on your wardrobe and drawers, as well as the stuffies you had, recognizing a few that dazai had gotten you back at home.

"and we're definitely in her universe this time," ranpo added, opening his eyes to reveal a pair of emerald irises and a serious expression that quickly changed, "which also means we've just traveled across the multiverse like our little [name]-chan! isn't that just fascinating?!"

"that's a very nice way to put it.. ranpo-san.." kunikida's sweat dropped as he folded his arms.

"it's still a wonder though.. all of us really traveled across the multiverse.." fukuzawa murmured, still in awe of that very fact.

"how does the brat even do it?" akutagawa sighed sharply, coughing a little as he straightened up and dusted off his clothes with his hands, "it felt like living through a lifetime of everything as we passed through those universes in a flash."

"i agree with him, i honestly feel a little sick.." kenji stated, scratching the back of his head, but still holding a bright smile nonetheless.

"speaking of sick, the chibi is sick too," chuuya exclaimed, his gaze softening at sight of you in dazai's embrace and holding onto him almost for dear life, "probably more than you, kiddo."

yosano was the first to rush to your side besides dazai and chuuya, the doctor in her and their maternal instincts kicking in.

"can i see her for a bit?" she requested softly yet severely as she stared at dazai.

"shh, it's okay, [name]-chan. auntie yosano just needs to check on you a bit," dazai nodded his head and gently pulled you away from him to let yosano check you, hushing you sweetly as you whined softly.

with that, yosano pressed her hand against your neck, face, and forehead, "hmm.. she's shivering a bit. chills it seems from her cold."

"damn, and even in [name]'s current state, she managed to use her abilities to get all of us here," chuuya commented, his eyes wide with amazement and true awe.

"[name]-chan's ability probably got wonky that brought us here out of pure instinct," kyouka softly murmured, to which ranpo pouted at as he claimed that was his line.

a knock rang in your bedroom door while you were being surrounded by your loved ones from another universe, prompting the armed detective agency and port mafia members you dragged in to tense up, especially dazai, who practically hugged you tighter out of protective instinct.

"kikufuku? are you awake?"

they all froze at that.

"shit, someone's at the fucking door," cursed chuuya as he stated the obvious.

"let's just knock out whoever's at the door," said akutagawa who was already activating rashomon.

"dad, i'm awake!" you exclaimed, causing everyone in your bedroom to stiffen up once more, despite dazai shushing you and instantly covering your mouth.

as soon as the door opened, a white-haired man in a tight black shirt and slacks entered, wearing black round sunglasses and carrying a medicine, water, and a bowl of soup in his arms, together with a spiky-haired boy.

the black tendrils of akutagawa's coat were already in the air, ready to attack with atsushi shaking his head at him, chuuya glowing red with crossed arms while the others remained relatively quiet, ranpo, fukuzawa, kyouka, kenji, and yosano unaffected.

there was a pin drop silent for a brief second as everyone stared off at gojo and megumi.

and that was until megumi did his handsigns and brought out his demon dogs into your bedroom, with gojo immediately dropping everything to the floor at the sight of this many strangers in your bedroom (it was also a wonder how they all managed to fit inside too), especially with an unfamiliar young man with unkempt brown hair and brown coat being in bed with you, as well as the one with ginger-hair and a hat as you tugged on his sleeve to make him sit by you too.

"what are all of you doing in my daughter's bedroom?!" cried out gojo, dazai's eyes widening to find you suddenly gone from his embrace and now in the embrace of the white-haired man who had already taken off his glasses with his free hand outstretched, ready to attack with the intention of protecting you.

'blue eyes with the speed of a blink of an eye,' dazai thought, staring at the man holding you in his arms. there was no doubt about it.

"calm down. we're not here to hurt your daughter," fukuzawa immediately stepped in both on the behalf of the armed detective agency and port mafia members in the room.

"you heard the boss, mister. we know [name]-chan!" ranpo backed up fukuzawa with a rather casual and enthusiastic response, very much unfazed at the tension in the air.

"these people know you, [name]?" questioned megumi as he glanced at you, then at gojo, who continued to hold you in his embrace.

"they're the ones i go to when you guys aren't around," you explained to your half elder brother, whining softly and squirming in gojo's grip, "now, put me dooown! they're not stranger dangers!"

you leapt to your feet as soon as gojo placed you down on the floor, clinging to dazai, who had already gotten out of your bed and was standing near chuuya.

gojo and megumi looked surprised as you hugged dazai's pant leg in the same manner you hugged gojo and occasionally your uncle nanami or your half older brother megumi.

a soft smile tugged on dazai's lips as he picked you up and carried you in his embrace, quietly smiling as he caressed the back of your head and allowed you wrap your tiny arms around his neck.

"you can't hurt dazai-nii and his friends!" you continued to speak as you turned your head towards gojo while letting dazai carry you.

"dazai-nii?" both gojo and megumi glanced at each other as they both uttered it unison.

"then that means.." gojo's words trailed off as he glanced at dazai, who happened to be quite as tall as him, before returning his focus to you, "you have a lot of explaining to do right here and now, [name]."

you were back in your bed after a long time of explaining, sitting up straight while gojo fed you spoonfuls of a new batch of soup, his eyes narrowing slightly at the sight of dazai and, well, chuuya on the other side of your bed, given how you refused to let them leave your side while you ate.

even megumi was cautious, especially when it came to akutagawa. he still had his demon dogs out and ready to attack them all.

fukuzawa, yosano, ranpo, and kunikida were seated on the little stools in the middle of your room, with ranpo fiddling with the tea cups and kettle toy on the mini table, and kenji and kyouka checking out your toys and other things.

the tension in the air was palpable, given that the majority of them were cautious of gojo's six blue eyes and his ability to move so swiftly that he could whisk you away from dazai and chuuya in the blink of an eye.

your father was no joke, and your older brother, megumi, was most likely as well, but you were entirely unaware of all of this and continued eating the soup that gojo fed you fairly gleefully now that the armed detective agency and port mafia were in your room with you.

"so, just to clarify things," began gojo, sitting back up and placing the now-empty bowl on your nightstand while opening your medicine with the spoon you used to eat, "all of you came from another universe, and you,"

dazai merely smiled at gojo as he pointed a spoon at him and spoke, "apparently you're [name]'s closest guardian, the one she tells me that resembles like me, dazai osamu."

"and all of those guys are your colleagues, including that guy over there who looks like nanamin with that old man being your boss," gojo said, to which ranpo snickered, fukuzawa's sweat fell, yosano merely gazed at, kyouka and kenji nodded, and kunikida looked perplexed.

"and you two," gojo said, pointing his spoon at chuuya, who simply arched a brow at him and said, "now, what?" with akutagawa glaring daggers at him.

"you guys are from the mafia and you're familiar with [name]?" gojo pointed out with narrowed eyes.

just as akutagawa was ready to dispute and say something unpleasant, chuuya interrupted him and spoke to gojo on their behalf, saying, "just so you know, we do not involve the chibi in our line of work. in fact, she stays very much out of it, if that's what you're worried about."

"chuuya's right, gojo-kun," dazai said with gojo already raising a brow at him, "we understand who and what [name]-chan is and how terribly young she is given her age, and just as powerful her special ability, err, abilities are, we make sure to keep her safe and that she is fed!"

"the armed detective agency ensures that [name]-chan is well taken care of, especially by dazai-san and the president," atsushi added, "in fact, the detective agency serves as her other home in another universe."

gojo's stern expression softened as he sighs deeply and shakes his head, "i see."

with that, gojo immediately lost the protective-father act and clasped his hands together, "well, that's settles it. i'm fine with it."

you then happily raised your arms in the air to celebrate, and croaked out a tiny sweet, "yay!"

"just like that?!" megumi cried out in disbelief.

"well, why else would they all be here saying all of that when it's not?" gojo raised a brow at megumi before laughing softly, "you know, thinking about it, these guys do kind of.. resemble us. take that kunikida-guy for example, doesn't he remind you of nanamin? or how that atsushi-guy acts like itadori-kun too?"

"that's not the point here!" megumi scoffed with a nerve protuded on his temple.

"and he acts like dazai," kunikida muttered his breath at the mention of him, shaking his head.

"aish, calm down, megumi-kun," gojo sighed as he began pouring some medicine in the spoon before turning towards you, gently nudging you to open your mouth to feed it to you, "if they had already wanted to hurt [name], they would have already. in fact, it was something i was already anticipating when i saw them in the room, especially with mister no-eyebrows over there. he kind of acts like you, by the way," gojo stated the last part, pointing at akutagawa.

"hey, watch your tongue or i'll cut you up!" akutagawa scowled at gojo at that.

"see?" gojo stifled a laugh at the threat, "he's so much like you back when you were little and [name]-chan was still a wee little baby."

megumi sighed deeply, shaking his head at gojo, "but still.."

gojo merely grins at megumi, then back at you, leaning down to kiss the top of your head, "and besides, you know it yourself, megumi-kun. the second i find out that they have hurt [name], i won't hesitate to infinite void them up."

following that, chuuya, akutagawa, dazai, and even fukuzawa tense up a little at the abrupt change in manner that gojo now displayed, which was terrifyingly similar to dazai.

"that being said, it will be fine. i'm the strongest, and i can hurt them ten times over."

however, dazai simply laughed, causing gojo's tone and eyes to soften once again. he knows about gojo satoru, the limitless jujutsu sorcerer whom is considered the strongest in the world you resided in, and that's becayse you told dazai everything, from who your father was and what he was like to what he was capable of.

"don't worry, gojo-kun, rest assured that [name]-chan is in safe hands, and you know, we'll get along just fine," dazai said before giggling at you, "right, little bella?"

"mhm!" you happily hummed with a nod.

gojo stared at dazai at that, and it didn't take long for a smile to tug on his lips, it was almost mischievous yet similar to dazai.

"i have a bad feeling about this," muttered kunikida, causing chuuya to look up at him.

"you know what? i agree with you on that."

[ author's notes ! hi, tysm requesting and i hope this writing of mine sufficed to make you feel well. hope you're feeling better :) sadly, i wasn't able to write for the other characters, and only did gojo and megumi meeting them. ngl i feel like my writing for scarlet witch! baby fushiguro! reader is a tad rusty (which is why i kinda hate my writing for this one, felt like i didn't do the request, err, suggestion, justice) given how i haven't writen for it in such a long time. the request for it is closed, but i just couldn’t help myself to write it down and see what i can do !! much much love from me to those who read until the very end, and yeah, reblogs are appreciated !! ]

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akunya · 2 years

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"a lending hand."

pairings: sonny brisko x m!reader

summary: oh no! im stuck and i cant get out and my big, sexy brother is home alone with me! whatever shall i do.. tw: INCEST, mindbreak, size difference, manipulation. NONCON/DUBCON, dacryphilia, RIMMING, degradation, dirty talk, feminization(?), etc. notes: this was a lovely commission from someone that requested more sonny-nii! i got a bit too into it and wrote way more than i was expecting. they gave me permission to share it with everyone, yay!

commission info is here , this fic is incredibly perverted so.. just a warning.

truly, honestly, from the bottom of your very heart — you didn’t mean to get stuck underneath the bed with your lower half sticking out like the most predictable homemade porno in history.

but, alas, you did.

you were stuck, and as embarrassing as it was to have another person see you like this, you needed help.

trying to reach for something underneath your bed was clearly the wrong choice. fingers stretching, eyebrows furrowed as you extended your arm as much as it could go. “..come.. on..!” you sighed in frustration, laying your head down and accepting your fate before the door creaked open.

“y/n? are you alright? i heard the bed creak—.”

sonny couldn’t finish his sentence, freezing at your doorway. “sonny! that’s you, isnt it?” his eyes raked over your poor, helpless little body. his breathing became ragged, licking his lips.

“oh.” was this.. a dream? his adorable little brother, the boy who invades his dreams every night, sprawled out and bent over for him? the blonde gulped, his body feeling warm. wearing those slutty little shorts you insisted on, you barely left anything to imagination for the poor man, the slim fabric showing a perfect outline of your ass. so innocent — so slutty.

clearing his throat, the eldest spoke up. “um, what happened, little bro..?” sonny tried to speak as innocently as he could. he started to move a bit closer, hovering over you eerily quiet.

you looked so small like this.. bent over on the floor, ass in the air. he knew that his stature compared to yours displayed a significant height difference, but this made his head spin. “i-i was stupid, tried to reach for something that fell behind my bed, but ended up stuck in this thing. i can’t seem to pull myself out, it’s too tight. do you think you could help?”

your room was met with an uncomfortable silence.

thoughts ran through sonnys head. “was this.. okay to do?” his inner consciousness fought relentlessly, eyes staring at the door then back at you. he shouldn’t— he couldn’t! you were his little brother, and sure, even if you were older now, that didn’t excuse him being a pervert! he should just help you out and excuse himself to his room like he always does, right? yknow, the right thing an older brother would do?

the breaking point, however, was when you had shimmied your hips, trying to find a position that was less painful on your knees. your shorts had angled themselves in a way that sonny had a full view of your dick, peeking through the fabric, small and innocent and inviting.

he needed to have you. now.

it felt like forever had passed, until you cleared your throat. “big bro? i asked if you could—“ your sentence was cut off by the harsh slap on your ass, emitting a surprised yelp from yourself as sonny sighed. yea, this was obviously the correct choice. the skin was already reddening from his rough hand, making you wince in discomfort.

“ive always wanted to do that.” his laugh was shaky, smiling to himself as his palm began to sting from the impact. his heart felt as if it would burst in his poor little chest, letting his other hand slap the other cheek. “ow!” you wailed this time, head bumping against the bottom of the mattress as you tried to instinctively get away. but you couldn’t — you were trapped in sonny’s grasp. sonny was strong. he had to be, given his line of work and title, but you never really learned the true extent of it until today. the officer couldn’t help himself, fingers grabbing onto the waistband of your shorts and pulling everything off, your bottom half exposed.

“god, look at you, little bro. your body is so perfect. we’re you waiting for this the entire time?” you stood silent, speechless at what was unfolding. even if you had shook your head ‘no’, sonny wouldn’t care, quickly giving into his own perverse desires. of course you did this on purpose — why wouldn’t you? it was too perfect of a moment not to be planned out beforehand. the slutty little outfit, your parents not being home until tomorrow, and sonny having the weekend off. how considerate of you, to think of your creepy older brother like this. your ass looked so inviting, the blondes mouth started to water. his intrusive thoughts won, shuffling closer until his mouth was mere centimeters away from your little hole.

“wait, s-sonny, you can’t!” you tried to squirm away, sonnys hands gripping your thighs to keep you in place; not that he needed much help, with the mattress sandwiching you. moaning, your toes curled in pleasure as your brother began making out with your asshole, groaning and huffing behind you. it felt beyond dirty, your sounds only spurring him further, tongue delving past the tight rim of muscle as he closed his eyes in pure bliss. it was every perverts dream, after all.

his skilled tongue slurped obscenely in your hole, your cock pitifully leaking tiny spurts of precum from how dirty this all was. it felt humiliating. having your ass eaten as a guy was one of the least things you’d expected to ever happen to you. sonnys face was flushed, eating as if he was a starved man, lips and chin glossy with spit. everytime the man pulled back, he just delved right back in, your resolve stripping away with every flick of his tongue. it was so sloppy, some of his saliva even dripped down your taint, a trail dripping onto the floor. the older man groaned, furiously pumping.. was that his cock? fucking into his hand, sonny gave one last smooch to your hole, pulling away with a sigh. your cock twitched, whining at the loss of touch as your hole fluttered around nothing. you were aching, core nearly on fire with how badly you needed him — someone, anything to fill you up, as shameful as it made you feel.

for better or for good, the blonde was impatient. smirking, sonny popped open a small bottle of lube, the click making your heart drop. was he..?

“b-big bro, this isn’t funny anymore, okay..? just help me out of here, please?” you spoke up, voice shaky without a single threat in them. i mean, what could you do? you were in sonnys hands now, and no one was coming to help you for hours, lower half exposed and ready for the claim. sonny hummed in response, a hand tenderly caressing your red skin, thumb cheekily slipping into your hole.

“of course ill help you out, y/n. i never said i wouldnt.” sighing in relief, you wiggled your ass, trying to squirm and get yourself out. unfortunately, in sonnys twisted mind, it looked as if you were teasing him even more. he took his thumb out of your ass, instead teasing the gaping hole with the tip of his cock. practically growling, his hand spanked the soft skin of your behind, shuffling to get even closer to you.

fucking slut. “..i didn’t say id let you out right now, though. be good for me, won’t you?” you didn’t even have time to process sonnys words before he slipped inside you, gripping your ass as he let out a loud moan.

“fuck, oh god..” the officer cursed under his breath, eyes closed from how blissful your walls were clenching around him. you sobbed softly, at least thankful that being stuck here meant sonny didn’t have to see how pathetic you looked — not like it would deter him from his goal or anything. “you’re so tight, i can — hah! barely move, fuck!”

the squelch of your lubed ass sucking his cock in made you cringe, sonny losing himself in the erotica of it all. taking off his shirt, he pulled out, granting you a moment of relief before he slammed back in again. “s-sonny!” you tried to get up again, hitting your head hard against the metal frame of the mattress, but sonny didn’t care. he couldn’t find it in himself to give a damn. you were so smaller so tight, so pliant in his hands. the blonde showed no mercy, pistoning into your poor body with little grunts of appreciation.

full. you felt so, so full. it wasn’t a surprise sonny had a big cock to match his big stature, but god, you swore you could feel him in your tummy as he abused your little hole. before you knew it, you were moaning now, desperate little whines of pleasure as sonny rammed in that spot that made you see stars for the first time in your life. “b-big bro.. slow.. nnh..!” sonny chuckled, spanking you again to add to the other countless times today, cock twitching inside of you. the wet plap of skin against skin did nothing to help your brain, slowly turning into mush with every stir of the blondes dick.

“you like this, don’t you, y/n? getting fucked like a girl? yea?” you whined loudly, the coil in your stomach only growing tighter and tighter because of sonnys filthy words. you were positive you wouldn’t be able to sit after this, from the way the older man fucked you as if he wanted to make your insides remember his shape. drooling, your legs were wide open, wanting more of the sickly pleasure he was drowning you in. “sonny, o-onii, i cant—!”

god, maybe sonny should’ve pulled you out from underneath this mattress. he licked his lips, so badly wanting to shove his tongue in your mouth, trap you in a mating press like you deserve. hissing from how tight you clenched around him, sonny extended his hand to squeeze your cock, relishing in the loud cry you let out. “come on then, little bro! i know you can do it. cum for me.” his voice dropped low, his pace unforgiving on your poor little body as you came with another yell, thick seed pooling below. seeing you cum all because of him was enough to send the pervert into his own frenzy, quickly cumming after you. his load spilled deep inside, sighing in relief as you groaned.

your body fucking ached, bruised and sore everywhere. you didn’t even have the strength to keep your knees up, only held by sonnys strong hands as he coo’ed at your pitiful state. don’t worry, little one — your big brother would take care of you all weekend long.

“ill let you out now, okay? then, we can go for round two.”

#sonny nii.. i love you.. i wrote half of this listening to vods lol #male reader #male reader blog #male x reader #x male reader #sonny brisko x m!reader #sonny brisko x male!reader #sonny brisko x reader #sonny brisko #noctyx x m!reader #noctyx x male reader #noctyx x y/n #noctyx x reader #noctyx #my fics..#commish fics..

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urarakasdiary · 6 months

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- THE ETERNAL FOUNTAIN OF LOVE

Plantonic Dabi with his little sister! that suddenly turns yandere? sorry, I can't write anything cute.

First of all, Im so sorry for this long ass hiatus I wanted to get back to writing but I was going through some shit for the past year and a half 🥲 Im gonna try my best to get back to writing from now onwards. Enjoy! <3

Dabi never really liked you ever since his parents brought you home that day. He didn't want to admit it, but he wanted all the attention his dad could give only to himself. The attention was already torn away from him because of Shoto, you coming into the picture would make him invisible in the eyes of his father, which enraged him.

Of course, you were adopted; Rei could not handle another pregnancy. The day you came home, everyone noticed it. Touya's even more unusual behavior. He was staring daggers into your soul, cursing under his breath. He had thought why was he like this to you? Was he jealous? no way. You were just annoying. At least to him.

His father was a busy man, he would not visit the home often. Rei was sent away after the incident, Natsuo would go to school, and so would Fuyumi. That would leave him and you alone. He didn't think he would like spending any time with you alone, but you were actually kind of cute...and sweet? maybe even a breath of fresh air from his wild family? maybe it was because you were adopted, all his siblings tried their best to be kind and gentle with him, often keeping opinions about him to themselves and not pointing out his mistakes in fear of pissing him off. But you? god you ran your mouth so much with no hesitation.

You would be the first person to point out something wrong or mean he did or said. And you did it with no fear of him whatsoever. Growing up, he realized he loved you. You were the only partially sane person in this household.

"I will burn you so bad that even hell's fire will feel better than my flames"

"Touya-nii don't say that! that's mean. You should start taking classes on how to speak to people without making them piss their pants."

You were also the reason why he stayed home that cursed day. (The day he 'died'). You needed help with homework and asked him for help. He had not gone to school, ever. But since it was you who was asking, he learned it from YouTube just to teach you.

When you were in middle school some bullies learned you were adopted, and from then on they started picking and cursing at you. Some days the bullying was mild, somedays they would flush your face in the toilet bowl. You stayed quiet hoping they would change one day or another. But you could only handle so much.

Mental breakdowns were a familiar thing to you now, maybe even a friend who would visit often. Touya had picked up on your odd behavior, he shook it off for some days thinking it was a bad day or shit. But when the 'bad days' seemed more frequent, his worry grew.

He had you explain everything that was going on in detail. How could he have just shaken off your odd behavior? He didn't deserve to be your brother.

Maybe he was obsessive over his sister, but he was just looking after her.

Bullseye. He found them.

"Heard you girls love calling my sister names?"

"3 girls found dead at local playground, burned to death. Investigation launched on the 8th of April, no evidence or traces left behind, police suspect..."

He didn't expect the reaction you were giving from the news. He thought you would be happy, instead, you were crying yourself a river.

"Don't cry [name], come here"

You embraced yourself in the warmth of your brother, unsuspecting of anything.

"I'll always be there for you."

#bnha #mha #dabi #dabi x reader #touya #touya x reader #yandere #platonic #platonic touya x reader #todoroki family #yandere platonic dabi #yandere platonic touya #urarakasdiary #bnha x reader #what did i just write #yandere platonic touya x reader #yandere platonic dabi x reader #platonic yandere

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do-u-know-this-autisticcharacter · 11 days

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Do You Know This (Non-canon) Autistic Character?

Evidence below the cut! (Also, happy belated birthday to the submitter!)

Submitter's Note: Shinichi and Conan are the same person (Shinichi being a 16/17-y/o teen who is shrunk to 6/7-y/o by a Fantastical Poison and forced to live as Conan), but I refer to them as one or the other depending on the situation.

Shinichi is hyperlexic as a child, being shown to read "The Adventure of the Dancing Men" before his first day of kindergarten. Later that day, he tries to impress his would-be classmate Ran Mōri by showing off his awesome deduction skills, but he ends up upsetting her by accidentally calling her a crybaby.

Shinichi/Conan has great observation and analytical skills, and has the entire Tokyo Metro train map memorized (among many other things he knows, which Conan passes off as stuff "Shinichi-nii-chan told him" or "watched on TV" to maintain his façade as a first-grader). He uses his vast knowledge and hyperfocus while solving cases, and will stop at nothing to bring the one truth to light.

When, as Conan, he snags himself a chance to go to London (where the Sherlock Holmes Museum is), he immediately accepts the offer without thinking of the consequences (e.g. Conan Edogawa technically doesn't exist, and he has to fly as Shinichi to the UK and back). But once at the Holmes Museum, Conan is excited to be in the setting of his beloved stories, stimming in the chair at the sitting-room.

#shinichi kudo #conan edogawa #detective conan #case closed #autistic characters #autistic representation

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seniaasaysstuff · 1 year

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𝐌𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥🥀 || 𝐒𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Reposting because my tumblr keeps glitching.

a/n- This is a grumpy! sukuna x !sunshine reincarnated reader filet. The reader was kind of lovers with sukuna before he became a curse. Idk haha read to find out! Hope you enjoy it. Let me know if you want to read more of it. This chapter is a bit cracky sukuna and reader's interaction is so funny.

I’ll be creating a tag list so let me know if you want to be added!

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You ran towards him. He caught you in his arms.

You wrapped your legs around his waist and hid your face in his neck.

"You're alive." You sobbed.

You had missed him so much. He was your rock.

He stayed with you through thick or thin.

He rubbed your back soothingly. "It's okay l'm here now aren't I?'

"You're not allowed to leave me again." You mumbled.

"You left me first tho?" Sukuna teasingly spoke.

You whacked the back of his head.

"Hey asshole, don't joke about that" He cursed out in pain.

"Still the same." He shook his head fondly.

"And you're the same old bast-" he hoisted you in the air.

"Noooo RYO im going to kill you," he tossed you in the air again.

"What were you trying to say huh?" He cockily questioned.

"Nooooo I meant you're my same old handsome boyfriend." You kissed his cheek. The tip of his ears was red.

"Are you blushing? Aww my baby kuna." You cooed at him.

"Woman if you don't stop right now-" he grumbled in embarrassment.

Someone coughed, bringing you both back to reality.

You alanced hack and there was a white hair dude with a blindfold on and that spiky emo boy.

"Oh god. You mumbled and hid your face in sukuna's neck in embarrassment.

"They saw all of it didn't they?" You questioned, still mortified.

His whole body shook when he laughed.

"If you don't stop laughing, I'm going to hit you."

You threatened him.

He just burst into a fit of laughter at your threat.

You started weakly punching his back. "You're such an idiot."

"Damn woman stop it hurts." He groaned. You heard another cough. You squeaked.

"Um hi?" The weird dude with white hair and a blindfold spoke.

"Miss? Do you know who this guy is?" He asked.

"Oi, who're you calling miss? Don't speak to her. Don’t look at her and don't even breathe in her direction." Sukuna growled.

The white hair dude that introduced himself as gojo raised his arms in surrender.

"Wait a minute where is Yuji?" You asked. In the midst of all the chaos, you forgot about Yuji. You felt terribly guilty. You forgot about him. You felt like crying.

Sukuna's cheek grew a mouth and spoke, "I'm here nee-chan! Ryo-nii just took over my body to talk to you." You gasped at the voice.

"How?" You looked at sukuna. "Magic." He whispered in a low voice.

You whacked him again. "Ow." Both Yuji and Sukuna yelled. "What the fuck." You mumbled.

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abby-the-druid · 3 months

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Sex Ed.

The day she gets her first period, Sakura Haruno is convinced she is dying. Sasuke Uchiha is convinced he needs to protect her from some invisible enemy. Kakashi Hatake isn't convinced that girls even get periods. And Naruto Uzumaki is the only one actually prepared. genin!team7

“Sakura-chan,” Kakashi was looking at her so kindly with his single eye. “Why are you crying?”

The girl’s face was screwed up, red, cheeks stained with tear tracks. Why was she crying? “I-I…” she didn’t want to say it. It was so stupid. “I was supposed to be the one to catch the fish for dinner tonight.”

The softness of his visible features twisted in apparent confusion. “Sakura-chan, Naruto and Sasuke always-”

“I know they always catch the fish. B-but how am I supposed to get any better at it if no one l-lets me try?”

“I didn’t know you were so passionate about your survival skills.” Kakashi said gently, but the confused quirk to his brow remained. “Well, why don’t we have you cook the fish for us tonight instead?”

“I always cook the fish!” she yelled, she was frowning and breathing hard. “Is it because I’m the girl and girls are supposed to cook? I wanted to catch the fish!”

Kakashi’s single eye widened marginally. “Okay, okay,” he looked around their camp. “Do you want to gather kindling instead?”

She was about to point out to him that finding sticks in the forest was not at all equitable to catching food, but Sasuke and Naruto stepped into their small camp at that moment.

“Kakashi-nii, why is Sakura-chan crying?” Naruto asked before swerving on Sasuke. “What did you do to make Sakura-chan cry you bastard?”

“Idiot,” Sasuke sighed, tossing a bundle of fish towards Kakashi. “I was with you the entire time, it’s not my fault that she’s crying.” He glanced over at his female teammate though, noting the distress painted too obviously on her face. “What’re you crying about now?” he asked, clearly tired with her more open displays of emotion.

“Sasuke-”

“You bastard!” Kakashi moved to scold him, but Naruto beat him to the literal punch. “Don’t you dare talk to Sakura-chan like that! You have no idea what she’s going through.”

“She’s literally sitting around being useless. At least you and I caught some dinner.”

Kakashi opened his mouth again, but Sakura darted up and stalked over to Kakashi to grab the bundle of fish out of his hands.

“I’ll cook the damn things.” She attempted to say it with venom but the hiccup that interrupted the sentence undermined any vitriol she intended with the statement.

When she bent over to get the fish, she heard Sasuke and Naruto inhale sharply. “Sakura, why is there so much blood on you? Are you hurt, is that why you’re crying?” Sasuke’s bloodline sharpened as he noted the blood on the back of her dress.

“Blood?!” she squeaked, flushing crimson she tried to cover the bloodstain as she twisted away from the boys. Sasuke’s sharingan eyes were wide with concern, but Naruto’s blue eyes were trying to convey something different.

“Sakura-chan-” Kakashi started to speak, but she squeaked again, realizing she had twisted away from the boys and showed the stain to her teacher. Shame flooded over her along with more tears, and before anyone could stop her, she ran off into the woods.

The boys stood silent for a heartbeat before Sasuke moved to go after her. Naruto shifted to grab his wrist and stop him before he could move.

“Let me go idiot.” Sasuke bit out shortly. “Sakura’s hurt, she needs help.”

Naruto shook his head. “She’s not hurt.”

“That was a lot of blood,” Kakashi said gently, but when Naruto’s blue eyes glared at him, he sucked in a breath. “Well shit,” Kakashi said, rubbing at his temples and closing his eyes.

“And you all say I’m the idiot.” Naruto muttered.

“You are the idiot,” Sasuke shot back, trying to tug his hand out of Naruto’s grip. “Now let me go, I need to help her.”

Kakashi didn’t bother to mention Sasuke’s interesting choice of words, instead just shook his head. “No, Naruto is right. She’s not hurt.”

“You saw the blood!” Sasuke insisted, starting to get irritated with how many damn words he had to use to convince his team their teammate needed help.

“I’ll go talk to her.” Naruto stated confidently. He dropped Sasuke’s wrist, grabbed his pack and Sakura’s before stalking off after her. “I’ll shout if anything goes wrong.”

Kakashi grunted an agreement and Sasuke stared after the blond with his jaw hanging open. “You’re just going to let him go?”

“He at least recognized what was going on.” Kakashi shot back, turning his attention to the bundle of fish. Sasuke started to complain but Kakashi shook his head. “Go gather the kindling, from the opposite direction that your teammates went.” Kakashi scolded as Sasuke shifted to follow after his team before scowling at being caught and grudgingly shuffled in the opposite direction.

“You’re a dick.” He muttered after passing his teacher.

“And you’re not as smart as you think you are.”

#naruto #sakura haruno #sasuke uchiha #otp #my boy #my beloved #fanfic #my art #sasuke x sakura #perioddrama #puberty #smart!Naruto #sasusaku #ao3 fanfic #fanfiction #ssmonth24 #slow burn

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eggtartz · 2 years

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hiii can i ask you for rindou,ran, mitsuya and their fav cuddle positions to sleep at night? tysm <3

a/n : thankyou for requesting this anon and enjoy 🫶🏻

masterlist

ran

- the big spoon

- one of your bad habits is probably reading in bed, sideways so ran hugs you from behind and reads with you too

"nuuh wait, i wasn't finished reading the line" the man behind you complained, his breath at your neck. you waited until he gave a line clear so you could flip the page to the next one. his arms were wrapped around your waist while his long legs were tangled with yours. he muttered the words on the book, a habit you have grown familiar with. "okay next page please" "wait a minute ran i wasn't finished" "slow reader" you slammed the book shut and tried hitting the man behind you with the thick book. he only managed to laughed. "ok gee she's so grump. let me hug you tighter so you can't hit me yeah?"

rindou

- the little spoon

- likes it because he feels protected and you keep stroking his hair that way

"mmh that feels nice" "take off your glasses rin i'll massage your head" "nah wanna cuddle with you first" his feet extended yours as he laid his head at your chest, you stroking his highlighted locks. you comb his hair with your fingers earning a comfortable hum from rindou. you turned him so now his back was facing your chest, you hugged him and lifted your feet to wrap around his although it was a bit if a struggle as rindou was much taller than you but you managed. "comfy?" "very much"

mitsuya

- the pretzel

- loves holding you while you lay on his chest while his hands are on yours.

after an exhausting day with luna and mana at the park where they went berserk for eating too much ice cream earlier, the two of you finally settled down to cuddle. mitsuya propped his arm behind his head while the other one is holding you. you were comfortably laying on his chest, eyes threatening to fall asleep. "you sleepy babe?" "a bit takashi, can i sleep?" "yeah, i think i'll stay up for a bit in case the twins wants something" you nodded and nuzzled to his body warmth, easily falling asleep. he heard ruckus in front of the door and saw his sisters holding their teddy bears. "nii-chan. can we sleep with y/n tonight?" "well, why not? be careful she's already asleep" the twins tiptoed and laid down on top of mitsuya and you, hugging their teddy bears and fell asleep.

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truly-morgan · 11 months

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[No Curse, Sukuna and Megumi fuck Yuji (18+)]

SukuIta + FushIta| Jujutsu Kaisen No Curse AU + cw: incest 18-05-2023

[#sukuita + #fushita, Double Penetration, twincest, no curse AU]

"Suku-nii stoop" Yuji whined, although he did not try to move away from his brother, "Megumi will be here soon, we can go all the way" he continued.

"Don't worry brat, we'll be done way before he arrives, after all, look at how wind up you already are" Sukuna mocked, a finger caressing the underside of his erection in a teasing manner. "And your ass is trying to suck my cock all the way in, I know you want it" he whispered against his ear, hips barely moving to go in some more.

His grin grew wider when he felt Yuji's hips push back against him some more too.

From over his brother's shoulder Sukuna could see him bite his lips, clearly thinking about it, before he nodded.

"But we have to be quick," he stated.

Sukuna did not need to be told twice, immediately starting a relentless pounding into his brother. They had been teasing and playing around all day, he wanted to fuck Yuji.

Plus he had a little something planned.

He chuckled lowly at the way Yuji couldn't stop his groan and moans, fucking himself back onto Sukuna's cock.

"You should try keeping it down a little, instead of moaning like a whore" Sukuna pointed out, "wouldn't want another noise complaint because someone is being noisy".

This was enough to quiet Yuji, as he had already felt embarrassed enough when their dorm neighbour had talked to them one time.

But it should be alright, he could feel himself getting closer to the edge and he was pretty sure it had to be the same for his brother. They could quickly clean up afterwards and everything would be alright. Megumi would never know.

But then he heard the dorm opening, Megumi greeting them as he looked up from his phone. The young man then froze in the doorway, eye fixated on the twins.

"W-what?!" Yuji reacted, suddenly trying to pull away from Sukuna to hide under his cover. Yet strong tattooed arms looped around him, keeping him from doing anything.

"Sukuna let go now" Yuji hissed, feeling a bit panicked when something seemed to catch his friend's attention down the hall.

This made Megumi come inside the room, locking the door by habit.

Then everything was silent, Yuji still trying to pry away his brother's arm, biting his lips at how he was still buried deep inside of him.

"I-I thought you would come at 7pm" Yuji mumbled, not looking up at his friend, afraid of what look he would get.

"You texted me to come earlier" Megumi replied, although he soon started glaring at Sukuna who was giving him a shit-eating grin.

"Sukuna!!" Yuji reacted when he finally connected the dot, trying to turn towards him.

"I wanted to keep having fun and your stupid homework session was going to break that" Sukuna replied, giving his twin a kiss as if to apologise.

"Plus, I know you've been wanting to have an emo boy over there fuck you too" he teased, looking back at Megumi who clearly looked affected by this situation.

He knew very well the young man also wanted Yuji (who wouldn't really). And it was painful watching them play gay chicken.

"So why don't you join us, Fushiguro" Sukuna asked, letting his head rest on Yuji's shoulder.

Megumi stared between the two of them, looking unsure of how to react to all of this. First about finding his best friend (and crush) being fucked by his own twin. To be frank, he had always found the twins' relationship really odd, this was somehow both surprising and not.

But secondly to find out that Yuji had also been wanting to have sex with him. He had not realised that the young man felt the same about him.

He quickly ran the situation in his mind and decided that he could ignore whatever the two had right now. He dropped his bag onto the floor, walking closer to the stand in front of Yuji who didn't dare to look at him.

"Do you really want that?" he asked.

Yuji bites his lips once again at the question, before nodding to answer. Immediately he was being kissed by Megumi, to which he replied enthusiastically.

Sukuna watched for a while as Megumi disrobed while making out with his twin, although it got boring really fast.

At least Megumi seemed soon ready to go.

So he changed the way they were on the bed, pulling Yuji with him. While leaning back he could show better where he was connected with Yuji, keeping his legs spread wide.

"Why don't we try something interesting too" he suggested, fingers going to his twin's entrance and easily pushing two fingers in. "Why don't you try and fit inside too? The brat has quite the interesting toys and he's pretty ready for two after I prepared him properly" he explained. "Plus he came so much today I can't tell if he'll still be able to go for many rounds".

Megumi had to start climbing onto the bed, watching the way Sukuna's fingers were stretching Yuji even farther than his dick already did. He then looked up at Yuji who look flustered at being put on display like this and at his brother's idea. Clearly, he had not expected that suggestion.

"Are you okay with that?" Megumi asked.

Yuji then seemed to think about it for a moment, before nodding shyly. He knew what kind of toy he had and he was certain it could fit in. He also was curious as to how it would feel than to have two cocks inside of him.

Megumi didn't need that much more to be convinced. He did try to stick his finger in too just to make sure, although he could tell Sukuna was not lying. Neither did it seem to hurt Yuji much.

So he lined himself up and slowly started putting it in. He hesitated when he saw Yuji's brow furrow, ready to just pull out. He was surprised when he instead felt a leg loop around him, not allowing him to pull out.

"It's okay" Yuji assured him, "Just go slowly".

Megumi nodded at this, continuing slowly as he instead started to touch Yuji in an attempt to distract him, imitating what Sukuna was doing.

He groaned when he felt Sukuna move inside of Yuji, looking up when Yuji moaned at that.

"You enjoy being filled to the brim by your brother and your best friend, brat?" Sukuna asked with an amused grin, nibbling at Yuji's neck.

"Yeah," Yuji answered honestly.

"Then let's see if our friend can make it even better for you" he continued, looking at Megumi from the corner of his eyes.

The message was pretty clear. Megumi still hesitated a little as he moved, eyes scanning Yuji's face for any signs that he wanted to stop. Instead, he only saw him groan and moan, also tentatively moving his hips over them.

Soon they all found a rhythm that worked, Megumi slowly lost himself in the sensation and pleasure. He would never have thought that one day he could possibly be feeling like this while in the presence of Sukuna, but he assumed that it would be impossible without him (and a little voice in his head was telling him Yuji wouldn't let anyone else than them do this to him).

He would something look down, somehow just amazed at how well Yuji was taking them both, finding it surprisingly hot. He sure hope this wouldn't awaken something that would require Sukuna to be with them all the time now.

The way Yuji felt so tight around them. The way he could feel Sukuna's cock slide and rub against him inside. Finally being able to touch Yuji all he wanted, kissing him all he wanted (even though Sukuna seemed possessive of receiving as many kisses from Yuji too).

"Fuck" he gasped out when Yuji suddenly started tightening around them even more, spasming around them as he came all over his stomach.

"Shit, so tight" Sukuna mumbled against his twin's shoulder, movement more stuttered than before.

They were both not very far behind Yuji, filling him up. When they finally pulled out nothing would stay in Yuji's gaping hole, slowly leaking out of him.

"Fuck this was good" Sukuna commented, kissing up Yuji's neck to his temple. "You did so well for us, brat" he commented.

Megumi wasn't sure what to do at the display, watching as Yuji nuzzled back against Sukuna at the praise.

"You did good too" Sukuna added towards him, pulling him closer to kiss him, although it was nothing sweet like he would give to Yuji.

Now that he was leaning closer over Yuji he found himself pulled even closer, Yuji hugging him closer to him, demanding kisses too.

He allowed himself to be pulled farther into the bed afterwards, Yuji still looking a bit dazed and tired from what they did.

He stayed for the cuddle sandwich, Yuji looking really pleased to have them both so close.

Megumi assumed he could deal with Sukuna if it meant seeing Yuji happy and satisfied like this.

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hypn0ticx · 1 year

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˚◞♡ Shy, Timid, And Adorable !!

🧸This blurb will only consist of my child oc and Bonten Mikey, so there will be some angst, gore and weapons. There will be harm against my oc, but just a small injury! Also, I may make this into a series. Anyways, enjoy!

"Nii-San!" Kou's thrilled voice brought Mikey out of his trance as he looked over at him with a confused expression.

"What's wrong little bean..?" The older male asked, his obsidian eyes staring deeply into the 10 year old boy's wide ones. Kou walked towards Mikey and happily slid a medium-size box in his hands, his large doe green eyes shimmering with excitement.

Mikey looked down at the box and looked back at Kou, who was basically bouncing on his heels.

He snorted lightly and begun opening up the box to reveal two promise necklaces. One colored a beautiful midnight blue and the other a pretty shade of crimson red. He blinked slowly and glided his eyes over to the now shy pre-teen who timidly rubbed his arms.

He then smiled and patted Kou's blue shaggy head of hair, his slanted eyes glistened with adoration and amusement.

Kou blushed in embarrassment and looked down at his feet, his hands gripping on the hem of his jacket. He had never seen his brother like this before, it's rare for him to even see his brother be genuinely happy. He felt cold metal touch his neck and jolted a bit, only to see one of the promise necklaces laid gently on his chest.

He looked up to see Mikey wearing the other and smiling brightly at him. An adorable giggle came from Kou, as he jumped onto Mikey's lap and hugged him happily.

A choked yelp abruptly came from Mikey, as he immediately held Kou close towards his chest and hummed when he heard giggling from the gleeful boy sitting on his lap. He then lovingly nuzzled into his brother's soft frizzy hair and closed his eyes in content. If anyone were to ever see the two males like this, Mikey would definitely reign hell on them instantly.

No ifs, ands, or buts.

Kou dazedly snuggled into Mikey's chest, his left ear laid near the male's heart and begun to subconsciously hear the slow beating with his eyes slowly closing from sudden exhaustion.

Mikey felt Kou slowly laying his weight on his lap and looked to see him asleep, hugging his waist as for a sense of comfort. He softened his gaze and kissed the boy's forehead, his body unknowingly leaning into the couch.

His mind began to flood with the overwhelming thoughts of his beloved baby brother, as his eyes instantly turned a pure shade of white with his arms tightly trapping the sleeping male against his frail, yet muscled body.

It taunted him to his very core, seeing his brother crying out to him with his own blood covered around his shooken frame over and over again.

He menacingly glared at nothing, as his intense stare would bare sharp hole to the walls that tightly hid his weapons from his innocent soul of a brother.

He didn't need to know what his brother's job was. All he needed to do is be his innocent, adorable self and live a normal life. For his own sake.

He was knocked out of his trance, when Kou sleepily mumbled.

"Bubby, I need to use the restroom.. Let go.."

Mikey reluctantly let go of the half-awake male and watched as he slowly walked in the nearby bathroom and closed the door behind him. He frowned and looked down at his lap, as he tightly gripped onto his pants and angrily shed tears.

He hated this feeling. He hated it so fucking bad. Knowing his brother could be potentially harmed when he's out his peripheral view, terrified him heavily. He ran his fingers through his hair and gripped onto it, as big blobs of overwhelmed tears flowed his pale cheek.

"Don't cry.. I'm here, bubby.." Kou's soft voice reached Mikey's ears, as he looked at him and sniffled a bit. Kou smiled and hugged the older male's neck, with his small hand pushing his brother's head in his shoulder.

Mikey immediately snapped and wailed, his shaking arms immediately clasped around Kou's waist and pulled him in closer. Kou rubbed his brother's back in comfort, his eyes sadly peered at his brother's breakdown.

If only he knew what happened to him...

☘️Written on: May 14, 2023 at 2:11pm.

#child reader #male child reader #child oc #bonten #bonten mikey #tokyo revengers #tokyo rev angst #mini fic

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seoheesoo · 6 months

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Modern AU! Kakashi is Naruto's guardian who meets his child's teacher for the first time and immediately falls in love with him

[Part 3]

Kakashi irritably unfastened his sword belt and threw it into the locker. The sudden task that the Third assigned in the morning dragged on until the evening. Kakashi was late for school again. And he had absolutely no time to warn Guy about his lateness.

“Shit!” - Kakashi slammed the locker door loudly.

“Hatake,” - he heard a voice and turned around.

Kakashi caught the object flying at him and unclenched his fist. The keys were in his hand.

“Take my bike, I’ll fill out all the reports myself.”

Kakashi threw his leather jacket over his shoulders and quickly walked towards the door.

“I owe you, Shiranui.”

Genma waved his hand at him lazily.

“Go already, Naruto has probably been waiting for you.”

Kakashi nodded thankfully and ran to the parking lot. Hatake immediately found Genma's bike. The black Yamaha YZF-R1 attracted the eye. Kakashi ran his hand over the cold metal. He had never been much of a fan of motorcycles, unlike Genma, but had ridden them often in the past. But after Naruto appeared, Kakashi got rid of all his motorcycles, giving them to Shiranui. However, this motorcycle was Genma's personal one, his favorite bike. Kakashi mentally promised him that he would treat the motorcycle with extreme caution.

Kakashi drove quickly through the deserted streets. Dusk began to fall on the city. Hatake was already a full two hours late. He couldn't even imagine Naruto's reaction. This child always had problems with trust in people and Kakashi tried to avoid situations in which Naruto's trust in him could be shaken. And there was also Guy. Kakashi again felt guilty for not being able to warn about his lateness and again forcing Guy to stay at work. The problem was that while on a mission, Kakashi could not call Rin or Obito and ask them to pick up Naruto. The Third once again decided to ruin his life. Kakashi pursed his lips in irritation and sped up.

Quickly pulling off his helmet as he ran, Kakashi ran into the school. The guard nodded at him and Hatake ran down the corridors straight to Naruto's class. With every step, he heard voices coming from the class more and more clearly.

“How do you like this color?” - he heard Guy's voice.

“Orange! It's my favorite color!” - Naruto's voice came next.

Kakashi slowed down and tried to even out his breathing. Everything was fine with Naruto, he didn't expect anything else. The child was safe and sound in Guy's company. Kakashi awkwardly knocked on the door and opened it. Entering the class, he first met Guy’s brown eyes, in which one could read anxiety and fatigue. Kakashi exhaled with relief, not seeing irritation and anger on Guy's face.

“Nii-chan!” - Naruto ran towards him.

“Naruto, stop,” - Naruto slowed down when he heard Guy’s voice.

Kakashi crossed the distance and dropped to one knee in front of the child and squeezed him tightly in his arms. Hatake felt Naruto's arms wrap around his neck and closed his eyes.

“Now you're covered in paint,” - Guy's soft voice rang out over Kakashi.

Hatake opened his eyes and caught the man's gentle smile.

“It doesn’t matter,” - Kakashi ran his hand over the child’s back. - “Guy…”

“Later,” - the man shook his head. - “Will you help us?”

“Yes, of course,” - Kakashi gently broke the hug. - “With what?”

“Guy sensei and I are preparing for the festival!” - Naruto announced.

Now Kakashi could get a good look at the child. All his clothes were stained with paint, Guy's clothes looked no better. Kakashi could see that his leather jacket was now also covered in different colors. But he never really bothered about clothes, if Naruto was happy to paint, then he could paint the whole apartment and Kakashi wouldn’t say a word to him.

“We got a little carried away,” - Guy pursed his lips guiltily.

“It’s okay,” - Kakashi came closer and picked up the brush. - “How can I be useful?”

Guy began to explain the details of the upcoming festival, while Naruto added his comments. Kakashi tried to listen carefully, but after a few seconds he became distracted by the man's face. Guy looked stunning, as he always did. It's been three weeks since they started texting. Every day their conversations became longer and longer, but none of them decided to take the next step. While Kakashi looked at the sparkle in Guy's eyes as he talked about the upcoming sports festival, he realized that he was the one who had to decide to take this step.

“I don’t know if I would have made it by tomorrow morning without Naruto’s help,” - Guy patted the boy’s hair.

Naruto smiled brightly at the praise. His big blue eyes shone with delight and adoration as he looked at the teacher. Kakashi wondered if he himself looked like that from the outside when he looked at Guy?

They quickly finished painting a large banner with a picture of a huge green turtle. After that, they inflated about twenty balloons and arranged desks. Naruto was already rubbing his eyes tiredly and yawning when they finished all the preparations. Kakashi glanced at his watch.

“Sorry for keeping you,” - he heard Guy’s voice.

“Sorry I'm late,” - Kakashi walked up to him, leaving Naruto to pack his things. - “An unexpected situation arose at work and I did not have the opportunity to write to you. I'm really sorry.”

“It’s okay,” - Guy smiled at him reassuringly. - “I just… I was worried about you.”

Kakashi blinked in surprise. Guy looked away embarrassedly.

“I understood that you were late at work, I just also know that you don’t have an ordinary job. And that’s why I was worried about you.”

Hatake suppressed a smile. It was very pleasant to hear these words.

“Are you free this Saturday?” - the question escaped his lips before he could stop himself.

Guy's eyes widened in surprise. He nodded silently.

“Would you like to go on a date with me?” - Kakashi asked breathlessly.

“I want to,” - Guy answered in a hoarse voice, looking at Hatake with fascination.

Kakashi smiled widely.

“Then let’s get in touch about the time and place?”

Guy nodded, still remaining silent. A light blush colored his cheekbones. Kakashi walked up to Naruto to check him.

“Thank you for looking after him. See you.”

Guy waved at Naruto and met Kakashi's gaze. Guy's tense shoulders dropped, he smiled softly at Kakashi, and caught the man's return smile.

***

“Hello,” - Guy answered the call without even looking at the name of the caller.

“Let's meet today? I have a day off,” - he heard his friend’s voice.

“Sorry, I can’t,” - Guy sighed. - “I already have plans.”

“Plans?” - the man asked and then chuckled. - “A date or something?”

“Yes, it is.”

“Wait, what?” - the man stopped grinning. - “Are you serious?”

“Yes,” - Guy rolled his eyes. - “Is this so hard to believe?”

“No, of course not,” - he immediately heard his friend’s voice. - “It’s just that you haven’t met anyone for a long time and this is a little unexpected.”

Guy sighed loudly.

“I know, this is also a little unusual for me,” - the man fell on the bed and covered his face with his palm.

“And who is this lucky guy?”

“The most handsome man I have ever seen in my life,” - Guy smiled dreamily.

“Whoa,” - the man laughed. - “I thought I took this place of honor.”

“Not in this reality, Genma,” - Guy snorted.

“How did you meet?“

“He is the guardian of one of my children.”

“That’s it,” - the man drawled. - “I need more information.”

“Don't tell me you're going to run a database check on him or something.”

“Okay, I won’t say that.”

“Genma,” - Guy said reproachfully and rolled his eyes.

“Okay, okay,” - the man muttered conciliatoryly. - “What he does for a living?”

“Honestly, I don’t know,” - Guy had thought about this more than once, but still couldn’t bring himself to ask Kakashi directly. - “Judging by what I saw, his job is not very easy and very secret.”

“That’s how it is,” - Genma said thoughtfully. - “Secret, you say…”

“It sounds like you were able to find out all the information about him from this one fact.”

“And if so?”

“This is impossible, Genma,” - Guy shook his head and sat up on the bed, casting a sad look at the closet, he still hadn’t decided on the choice of clothes.

“Isn’t your lucky guy’s name Hatake Kakashi?” - Shiranui suddenly asked.

Guy opened his eyes in surprise.

“How did you…”

“I thought so!” - Genma screamed loudly. - “This brat has been walking around so happy lately!”

“What-”

“He doesn’t let go of the phone for a second,” - the man continued. - “And he constantly smiles, well, not with his lips, but with his eyes. Others may not notice, but I see it perfectly well.”

“How do you—what’s going on? How do you know Kakashi?” - Guy frowned. - “Don't tell me you're working together.”

“We are working together.”

“Damn,” - Guy tiredly ran his hand over his face.

“It turned out quite funny,” - there were cheerful notes in Genma’s voice.

Guy sighed heavily. The situation became more and more confusing.

“Hey,” - he heard his friend’s voice. - “Everything will be fine.”

Guy smiled at the corner of his lips. Genma always knew exactly what emotions Guy was experiencing, even when he was so far away from his friend.

“You know, Hatake is… complicated. He is closed, distant and sometimes acts like a complete jerk. But in reality, behind all the high walls he has built around himself, he is a good guy. I've known him for many years and he has a very complicated past. I'm sure he'll tell you everything himself. All I can tell you is that after thinking about it a little, I realize that you are perfect for each other. You know how much I care about you, kid, I would never put you in any danger.”

“Thank you, Genma,” - Guy blinked away hot tears and smiled widely.

“Go and have some fun, you deserve it.”

Guy threw the phone on the bed and walked towards the closet with a decisive step. Genma's words gave him even more confidence. He intended to go to a bar and have the best evening with the most gorgeous man.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

#kakashi hatake #might guy #naruto uzumaki #genma shiranui #kakagai

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