#jin kazama x y/n

[gay-dorito-dust]

I hear you write for tekken!!! So idk if ur okay with this but: Jin Kazama x fem reader post sex cuddles and sweet nothings XD

This man has a slutty waist, why am I a slut for a man with a slutty waist it’s not fair- anyways this is my first time writing for something like this, so if it comes off shit that’s why. 🦦

‘I wasn’t too rough was I?’ Was the first thing Jin asked whilst holding you firmly against his chest, his strong hands were splayed across your back and his fingers were on the verge of lulling you to sleep with their gently and soothing caresses.

‘Rough? No. Passionate and romantic? Absolutely but I wasn’t exactly complaining now was I.’ You teased with a hoarse voice that was slowly but surly recovering. You had to admit your were a little sore in places but it wasn’t like it was completely unpleasant to the point you’d have to say something about it.

After all you knew how seriously Jin took you and your safety that even if you did mention it, he’d be out of bed before you know it to find something to relieve your soreness whilst treating you like glass in the process; something you have got to help him unlearn because you knew you weren’t going to break under his touch but he didn’t.

Sweet as that might be, sometimes you just want to be held in the well defined arms of your beautiful man and soak in the aftermath together with nothing but the sound of your breathing for company.

‘I’m serious, you need to tell me if I’m ever going too far next time.’ Jin insisted as he looked down at you with a serious expression. ‘I don’t want to ever cause you harm…no matter the circumstance.’ You understood his fear but in that moment you couldn’t get it out of your head of how lucky you were to have someone as ethereal as Jin in your life as you reached a hand out to hold the side of his face, caressing his cheek with your thumb.

‘And I’m serious when I say that you could never hurt me Jin. I put my trust in you for a reason and you’ve never gave me a reason to regret that decision.’ You told him softly as you pulled him in close without waiting for him to say anything, just so that you could kiss him on the lips, melting at the sweetness of it as you weaved your lips between one another; savouring it at your own pace and committing it to memory so that you’d never forget the taste of his kiss. Something that you were starting to think was impossible because how could you possibly be made to forget a kiss as unique and enticing as Jin’s?

‘What did ever I do to deserve someone as beautiful, as kind and understanding as you after all I’ve done or will ever do afterwards this moment?’ Jin asked upon pulling away, tucking you even closer against him as though he was fearing that you’d be taken from him in that very moment. You traced shapes into his broad chest before planting a few quick kisses there before making yourself at home within the crook of his neck, nosing the skin there affectionately.

‘Just being you.’ You replied softly, moving a hand to play with his hair, hearing him hum in content. ‘It may not sound like much of a reason but to name just a single thing that I love about you should be illegal when I love you in your entirety.’ You added, feeling the need to let everything you’ve been keeping inside out while given the chance. You didn’t want to regret anything later on nor leave a single thing unsaid between the two of you. ‘Good and the bad because it wouldn’t be nearly as genuine a love if I only focused solely on your good traits. I wouldn’t be loving you authentically if I did.’ You concluded, feeling a weight finally remove itself from your chest.

‘Then I too want to love you as authentically as possible.’ Jin stated as though it was fact. ‘Allow me to love your flaws as I do the rest of you, frivolously and without a second thought, for you have opened me up the idea that love is anything but beautiful, that love is patient, kind and considerate of those who are a little more lenient to let themselves freely fall into it.’

Jin then rested his forehead against the top of your head, closing his eyes as he inhaled deeply, wanting to engrave this moment to memory in hopes of having something to look back at fondly. ‘You’ve shown me all of that and so much more that I don’t think I could possibly hope to repay you for all you’ve done for me but I can only try.’

You smiled as you began to close your eyes also, finally conceding to your body’s desire to fall fast asleep, though not before saying. ‘You already do Jin, you already do and I couldn’t be even more in love, if that’s even possible.’ You let out a sleepy chuckle and felt Jin gently kiss into your head.

‘I’m glad to hear that because you’ve made me a really, really happy man that I didn’t know I could even be.’ He mutters.

‘You deserve to be happy Jin, more then anyone.’ You sluggishly responded, kissing his neck.

[admirxation]

I’m simple all I want is Tekken 6 Jin who is dommanent x fem reader (girlfriend)

Do As I Say | Jin Kazama oneshot request

𓆩♡𓆪┆pairing: jin kazama x fem!reader(afab)

𓆩♡𓆪┆summary: jin has come back from a hard day and the reader wants to make him feel better, but he only has one thing in mind to ease the stress.

𓆩♡𓆪┆word count: 1.7k

𓆩♡𓆪┆disclaimer: this is a work of fiction for 18+ readers only, so MDI. you’re responsible for the content you consume so if any of the following warnings trigger you, click off now.

𓆩♡𓆪┆warnings: NSFW 18+ content. female anatomy and she/her pronouns used for reader: detailed smut: p in v, dom & sub (m dom, f sub), unprotected sex, creampie, fingering, doggy style, spanking, hair pulling, and dirty talk & degrading.

𓆩♡𓆪┆a/n: sorry for taking forever on this, deadlines have been hectic and it doesn’t help i started a bg3 hyperfixation. anyways, i hope you like this anon. and as always a like and reblog is always appreciated.

𓆩♡𓆪┆my links: masterlist | ao3 profile | kofi

Jin trudged up the stairs, his heavy footsteps echoing the weight of the stress he endured that day; he had a stare that had exhaustion and agitation painted across his features, looking through his eyebrows and dead-focused on his way to the place he shared with you — his girlfriend. The stale air of the apartment building seemed to suffocate him as he reached his floor, trying to tune out the cacophony of the distant traffic that penetrated the thick painted walls, only adding more to the relentless soundtrack of his own mind.

His shoulders slumped under the invisible burden of stress; his fingers clenched into fists now and again when the memories of the day flashed in his mind now and again — it felt like he was being haunted by his ongoing awful day. The metallic taste of frustration lingered in his mouth, a bitter reminder of his previous challenges; it was relentless and demanding, but it was over now.

The keys jingled in the lock as Jin pushed open the front door, greeted by the comforting scent of home — a mix of homemade cooking and your signature perfume scent that lingered in every crevice of the place. In the dimly lit living room, he found you sitting on the sofa, all cuddled up in the cushions and watching whatever you found on the television. Jin couldn’t help but notice how revealing your comfort clothes were. You were wearing your favourite lace crop top with shorts, and just seeing you was already starting to calm Jin down — but this made him want more to forget about the day's burdens. Your eyes lifted away from the television screen, and you gave Jin a warm and comforting smile as you opened your arms to invite him for a cuddle; he obliged the offer, and you felt his warm arms surround you, the smell of his natural aroma filling your senses as you placed your cheek on top of his head as you cuddled him.

“Hey, I missed you today,” you rubbed your hand gently on his back, “Is everything okay? You seem stressed.”

“Very stressed. Everything that could have gone wrong decided to,” he pushed himself out of your grasp for the moment, watching your sad pout as you waited for him to come back for a hug, “seeing you has already made me in a better mood, though,” he gave you a gentle smile.

“Would you like anything? I cooked your favourite meal; it might relax you for a moment,” you moved closer to him and tranced patterns on his arm with the tip of your fingers.

Jin thought for a moment, admiring the way you looked right in front of him, not taking much notice of what you were saying, having to come back to reality when noticing you were waiting for a reply: “Um, no, I’m not hungry.”

You gave him a thoughtful look, waiting for Jin to accept your help to relieve his stress. You slowly leaned in for a soft, quick kiss on his cheek before you stepped away for a moment and left Jin to calm down naturally in his own time; as you got up, Jin grabbed your arm, his fingers pressing hard with the plush of your skin poking out between the gaps between his fingers. His eyes held a different kind of intensity now; a flicker of desire cut through the heaviness of his previous emotions.

“Y/N,” he murmured with a husky voice, “don’t go, I want you.”

Butterflies were felt in your stomach, and a jolt of excitement coursed through your body as you looked into his eyes; you knew what that look meant, and his urge and yearning to have you stay closer only signalled further evidence for what would happen. Jin wanted to relieve his stress, which ignited a different hunger within him — a need to stay in control, to control you for his own intimate desires, knowing you would agree to his will like you always did in the relationship. The sofa became a haven for a different kind of solace, temporarily allowing Jin to escape the world's demands. He pulled you closer back onto the sofa, watching your chest move with your breaths becoming heavier with anticipation; he watched you hungrily before he moved closer, closer for a deeper and more sensual kiss. Your lips interlocked, both of you getting lost in the heat and intimacy with each other.

He positioned his hips in line with yours, your legs wrapped around his waist as you both lay on the sofa. The kiss was deepened, your hands wandering on Jin’s body as the occasional moan was released from the sealed kiss. Jin grounded his hips against your centre, making you moan as you felt his length grow against your clothed pussy that yearned for this to go quicker. You, then, moved your hips forward, lifting yourself off the sofa for a moment to grind into Jin’s length; pleasure coursed for your body once again; you felt Jin get harder as you made contact with his member, feeling his smirk as your lips were interlocked in a wet and passionate kiss.

As your hips went back down on the sofa, Jin moved away and separated from your soft lips, watching you for a moment as you waited and yearned for time to hurry up as he stared at you with a smile. He took his shirt off as he watched you in a vulnerable state, watching him and barely clothed. His eyes undressed you in that stare, and you watched his movements intently.

“Now, I think I’ve been neglectful of my princess, haven’t I?” his fingers lingered around your clothed core, his fingertips moving into the waistband and teasing you with how slow he was at tugging it, “Does my princess want to feel good?” your pants started to be pulled down as you quickly nodded in consent to be his once again — you adored how possessive he was.

You felt a tingling sensation as you felt Jin’s fingers get closer to your pussy after he had taken off your panties, a jolt of pleasure as he pressed his fingertips to the slit, laboured breaths produced as he had his fingertips move in an up and down motion, before slowing introducing them inside you, edging you to a deep and sensual moan. He watched you as you bit your lip, your head making a slow movement of rolling back as he pumped his fingers inside you.

“Fuck,” you whispered under your breath, closing your eyes to be lost in the passion.

As your breathing became heavy, the occasional deep moan escaping your lips, Jin quickened the pace gradually; he watched the excitement plaster across your face as you experienced his play with speeds.

“You like that, you little slut?” his thumb pressing on your plump clit that had been throbbing for ages; he rubbed in a circular motion with a strong pressure against it, regular and steady motions to get you lost in a trance.

Just as your eyes were steadily rolling back, your mouth began to open for a moan that was rolling from the depths within you — he stopped. To your disappointment, you looked at him with a yearning, your eyes begging him to continue as he watched you with those demanding and sharp eyes.

“Hm, I love how you pull that face every time,” a light laughter escaped as he smirked to himself. He loved to do this; he would stop when he could sense an orgasmic release, controlling you by stopping your bodily reactions, manipulating when you were allowed to release yourself. “Now, be a good girl and do as I say,” he moved his large hands to his belt buckle, taking it off and making a clanging noise as the belt hit the floor, sliding his pants off and freeing his large and erect cock that had been begging to be inside you already. “Turn over… Now.”

You obeyed his command, swiftly turning to get on all fours, your breasts against the plush of a sofa pillow and your arms and hands hanging off the arm of the sofa. You looked back as you waited for Jin’s next move, watching and feeling him as he pressed his cock on your ass first; the plush of your cheek rubbing against him, before pressing the tip on your folds.

“You’re so wet for me,” he said under his breath as he pressed the head inside you, making you gasp as you felt his entrance, “how much do you want this?” he asked as he teased his cock, going in a little for a moment and taking it back out, making you anticipate when he was going to ram himself inside.

“So much, please, please, please, I want it so bad,” you continued to plead, feeling how this was feeding into Jin’s ego.

He paused for a moment before ramming his large cock inside your wet and sensitive hole; a loud gasp produced as you felt your walls surround his member, squeezing it and making that warm feeling Jin loved as he fucked you senseless. His fingers pressed into your hips, fingernails pressing deeply into your skin now and again as he changed the pressure and tempo of his movements.

Just as you were about to praise him, Jin grabbed a fistful of hair, causing your head to kick back, pulling you back harder as he pushed himself deeper.

“Whose my dirty slut?”

“I-I am,” you bit your lip after answering.

“Who do you belong to?” he spanked you before you could answer; the few seconds you took to process what he said resulted in punishment — a punishment you liked to receive.

“You, only you,” you finally answered.

He was pleased with your answers and continued to use you like a sex doll, pulling your hair, ramming his cock inside you and spanking your ass, getting a kick as you released a whine and moan, continuing until he thrusted for a final stroke, eventually filling you with his warm release. You rolled your eyes to the back of your head as you coated Jin’s cock with your cum, grabbed the cushions of the sofa as you slowly released yourself, heavy breaths produced when it was all over.

©︎ admirxation. please do not copy or steal my works.

[livewithyura]

Hai, Darling 😘

Since your request is open ✨

May i've a request for Jin Kazama,Lee Chaolan,Lars Alexanderson, with sexy fem reader Who has a sassy attitude, likes to tease, fem is so elegant,cheerfull and has long wavy cherry pink hair.

Sorry, if the characters I requested are too many for you. I don't see the number of character slots for your request. I'm sorry 🙏🥺

( Lee! , Lars! , Jin! ) | Tekken x Fem readers "We 'love' without reason"

❒ ⁀➷ Answer : Hi! Yes your idea is literally refreshing and don't worry about the characters! I will write as much as I can , Thank you for requesting! Hope you enjoy this little scribble .

❒⁀➷ Context : They don't know how they end up with you , a sassy and elegant woman . But they know having you by their side it's worth it . I also just watched 'anyone but you'! This scribble also took a lot of inspiration from that rom-com movie .

❒ ⁀➷ Request and collab is still open! ( pls do check my rules and requirements before request ) | ( slow update for now! )

Lars Alexanderson

You are a publicist, previously hired by Lee to ensure that Yggdrassil is always portrayed positively in the public eye.

Lars's the leader of the rebel army, so essentially, he's your client . You consistently offer your opinion, challenging Lars's ideas and proposing better alternatives .

He once 'awkwardly' asked you to join the rebel army but you decline . "I don't want to ruin my pink nails," you joked , that make Lars chuckle

You two grow closer as Lars's gentlemanly demeanor melts your heart, and he adores your personality. Together, you decide to take your relationship to the next level. After the defeat of G-corporation, Lars proposes to you with a bouquet of pink roses. "This flower . It remind me of you , (Y/N) . Please give me a chance to make you the happiest woman alive"

Lars decides to keep your relationship secret to the public eye, given his leadership in the rebel army and his desire to protect you. Even Lee, Alisa, or Jin are unaware of the intimacy between you two.

You're his employee in front of his work mate . He act serious and professional when he want to talk to you . But when you guy have a private moment , he take care of you like a princess . "You're my publicist in their eyes , but in private you're my princess" He said kneel down while adjusting your red heels .

LARS AND (Y/N) literally have SECRET MEETINGS , THE EYE CONTACT IN PUBLIC , SHARING HIDDEN KISSES and SUBTLY BRUSHING EACH OTHER'S HAND ( Lee was suspicious at first because Lars bought a Pink Perfume , Pink dresses and Pink roses . But Lars gave him a good excuses . )

Bonus ! ˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱ Sweet Scenarios! ( Lars's version )

Lars leads the rebel army so his schedule is packed. He often arrives home late at night to find you on the sofa, wearing a strawberry face mask. His heart warms knowing you waited up for him.

He softly runs his fingers through your hair, whispering sweet things about you shyly. "You don't need to wait up for me. I'm sorry for keeping you waiting, my love," he says, nuzzling the side of your hair and planting a gentle kiss. "Your scent is always captivating," he whispers again. Just inhaling your sweet aroma instantly melts away his stress.

You wake up with a gasp. "Lars! You scared me, and you almost ruined my beautiful night routine" you say, readjusting your face mask that nearly slipped off. "Oh my love, I can make your night routine more...entertaining," he says, a smirk playing on his lips. You playfully slap him with your satin pillow. "Uh-huh, whatever. Where's my sushi?"

He freezes, realizing he forgot to buy you sushi, the late-night snack he promised. "Love, I... we have instant ramen at home," he stutters, gently holding your shoulders. You squint at him. "I'm on a diet" you remind him.

"It's okay! I know your rebel army is waaaaayy more important , I understand!" With a sarcastic tone , you walked away from the living room.

Unable to bear the thought of seeing your distressed eyes, he rushes to Lee's house at 2 AM just to prepare sushi for you. Luckily, Lee's place is stocked with luxurious ingredients, "Lars? What's this for?" "Sorry Lee , It's for my own satisfaction"

And by 3 AM, he manages to whip up the sushi. Returning to your shared apartment, he presents you with the sushi, apologizing, "Sorry, my love. I'll make sure this doesn't happen again." He gently takes your hand, kissing your knuckles tenderly.

"I love you , captain" you said , try to tease him and all the blood in his body rush through his cheek . "Ah? Are you blushing? Did I get the total-badass-side-character , justice-muscle-man blush?" You try to tease him for a second time .

"Ah, well... How could anyone not blush when they receive compliments from such a majestic woman like you?" He scratch his head , not looking at your eyes .

"I just want you to know that you're one of my top priority [Y/N] , You're waaaaaayy more important than my life" Lars wrapped his arm around your waist while giving you a kiss on the back of your neck .

Lee Chaolan

You're a professor at the Violet System. You're aware of his playboy reputation and his frequent outings with different girls. Sometimes, you're unsure which one is his girlfriend. Of course, one day, you catch the CEO's attention with your elegant presence.

He attempts to catch your attention, but you consistently ignore him to assert your identity. You refuse to succumb to his charm, aware that he might eventually lose interest and pursue another girl. Ironically, this only fuels Lee's desire for you. "I bought this necklace for you. I think it will look perfect on you!" he offers. "Oh? Who told you to buy that?" you tease, giving him a knowing smirk. "Um , this is not 'excellent'' He mumble , because you feel bad you just accept the expensive necklace .

"You can't leave this lab without letting me take you home tonight. sweet little thing," he insists while winking at you , okay he's little bit annoying but he knows your taste . He pick a beautiful present for a woman "Yea sure" You said "YES! EXCELLENT! Let's go!"

After a few dates, you find yourself drawn to his personality. You share many things together. Whether it's skincare, makeup, or fashion, he's always there to advise you. He knows the perfect skincare routine, the ideal makeup shades for you, and he surrounds you with new outfits that suit your style. One morning, you wake up to find yourself snuggled up with him on his million-dollar couch. It dawns on you that you've already fallen for him.

Lee surprises you by publicly announcing your relationship, declaring, "Everybody! This pretty woman over here is the love of my life!" This bold move catches you off guard, as he has never been so open about his relationship before. He also make a big deal about you , he make it completely obvious you're the one he want in his entire life . [ He also like to FLEX you in front of lars , telling lars that you're the one who design the latest armor suit ]

While you're together, you both have manicures, go to the salon, and even have shopping sprees. "We're so slay, Lee," you remark, admiring your matching vintage outfits with him. "Excellent!" Then, he takes a picture of the two of you. [ MIRROR SELFIEEE ]

After the G-Corp defeated , HE SPOILS YOU TOO MUCH . GIVE YOU A LITTLE KISS IN FRONT OF EVERYONE . ALWAYS HUGGING YOUR WAIST/HOLDING YOUR HANDS . WHISPER YOU A SWEET THINGS , TELL YOU THAT YOU'RE ALWAYS LINGERS ON YOUR MIND . HE PLAYS WITH YOUR HAIR . RANDOM WALKS WHEN YOU GUYS HAVE A FREE TIME . "Excellent [Y/N]" "Hm what? My make up? Hair? dres--" "Just you darling , Your existence" "AWEE LEE--" you smack his arm with your purse .

Bonus ! ˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱ Sweet Scenarios! [ Lee's version ]

Lee decides to take you on a trip after his schedule is packed with war-related matters. You're relieved that he survived the war despite sustaining a slight injury. The night before your trip to Manhattan, you're patching up his injury while he looks at you with softened eyes. "I'm sorry for giving you a hard time when I was away, sweet [y/n]," he says.

"Phew! At least the world is saved," You said , Lee caressing his girlfriend's cheek. "Don't kiss me, I have a lip scrub on," she jokes. "Hm~ I know!" he replies, stopping. "Do you want to buy something before our trip, baby?" She hums, thinking about her ideas. "Let's go to the convenience store!"

Lee and you made a way to the small convenience store that was open 24/7. It was your tradition with your boyfriend, a secret adventure that you guys shared . Lee's always unserious and you adore his personality , You guys always seeking out the most ridiculous items that you guys could find.

Lee giggled as she spotted a display of neon-colored sunglasses. "Babe!, look at these! We could start a new trend!" Lee's arms wrapped around her waist from behind, surprising her. You gasped and turned, only to burst into laughter at the sight of him wearing the neon-colored sunglasses.

As you guys roamed the aisles, you guys picked up items at random, creating a pile of the most absurd things ; a rubber chicken, a glow-in-the-dark frisbee, a tiny umbrella with a pineapple pattern, and a pack of glow sticks.

You help up up box of instant noodles . "Do we need this?" You asked, raising an eyebrow. Lee covered your left cheek with a quick kiss "Well babe, you never know when a late-night noodle craving might strike!" He whispers .

"Lee , why are you buying that?" "What do you mean babe! It's good" "Both of us don't know how to cook dumbass and we're just going to eat at the restaurant---" He shuts you with a quick-kiss again and he run away with the trolley . "Lee!"

"They made their way to the checkout counter, their arms full of their strange purchases. The cashier, a sleepy-looking teenager, raised an eyebrow at their selection but didn't comment. As they walked out of the store, Lee slipped his hand into [Y/N]'s, their fingers intertwining. "I love our late-night adventures," she said softly.

"I'm glad you enjoy it , sweet [Y/N]," He replied, squeezing your hand.

Jin Kazama

You were one of Jin's juniors in high school. Whenever you passed each other, he felt an uncanny connection to you. Unbeknownst to him, your family was associated with a traditional exorcist in Japan. Jin had always had a 'slight' crush on you, but he never admitted it. He didn't want to dampen your spirit, so before leaving school to pursue martial arts, he gave you an anonymous love letter expressing his feelings towards you .

A few years have passed, and G-corp has been defeated. You continue your life as an entrepreneur. One day, you enter a coffee shop and order a double shot espresso, trying to resume your daily routine after the war. "Sorry, we only accept cash this morning," the cashier says, rolling her eyes at you. Surprised, you look back at the long queue behind you, waiting for you to pay. You don't notice Jin's presence, as it's been a long time since high school.

"Sorry I left my other cash in the car can you---" "ONE HOT CAPPUCINO FOR MR ISAYAMA" All the worker ignores you . "Honey,I told you already about this . We're not going to separate our bills anymore" Jin stepping in and pay the coffee for you . You looked at him , tilting your head trying to remember his face .

"I don't know you're such a good actor , Kazama" you give him a little tease , leaving the busy coffee shop together with Jin . Jin just stood silently while chugging his peppermint tea . "Thank you , that was nice by the way!" you smiles at him , "My pleasure" he replied shortly.

As you're about to leave, Jin stops you. "Well, this is my number. Can't leave my 'girlfriend' just like that," he says with a smirk. You're surprised, looking at him incredulously. "Oh, I didn't know this big, bulky, emo man had feelings? We'll keep in touch, big man," you reply, tapping his shoulder playfully.

From that , you guys keep in touch with each other . Then Jin confessed to you , he stand in front of your apartment with a big stuffed animal , he carries it until he reach your apartment . "Can I win your heart, [Y/N]? I hope it's as easy as winning this big bear at the amusement park. Just give me a chance," Jin says earnestly , How could you say no to that?

After that, you always teased him about his romantic gestures. He couldn't say anything but blush. "You're such a sweet and caring person, Kazama. If you had told me this before you left that school, we would have gotten together faster," you said teasingly. "Yeah… whatever," he replied, turning around to continue preparing your breakfast.

Even though Jin doesn't speak openly about his feelings for you, you can feel them through his actions. Jin embodies the idea of 'Everyone thinks LOVE is for show, but I'll DIE you in secret' . He's obsessed with physical closeness , PUTTING YOU ON TOP HIS CHEST HEARING HIS HEARTBEAT . HUGGING ALL THE TIME . You will sit on the couch and HE WILL STROKING YOUR HAIR AND KISS YOU EVERYWHERE . HE WILL BUY YOU YOUR FAVORITE FOOD/DRINKS . LEARNING EVERY SINGLE DETAILS ABOUT YOU .

He learns the art of makeup just for you, trying to buy you three different lipsticks and blushers, even though they might not be in your shade but this time it would suit you and your pink hair. He's a bit embarrassed confronting the cashier in the makeup store. "Ah, I never expected a guy with whole six-pack to come here. Is this for your girlfriend?" she asks, but Jin doesn't reply and leaves the store with all the makeup for you.

Bonus ! ˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱ Sweet Scenarios! [ Jin's version! ]

Jin decided have a hiking trip at his hometown with you , he want to have a graceful moment with his girlfriend . He walked ahead, his eyes sparkling with excitement as he pointed out various plants and animals along the way, his love for nature evident in every step.

You, on the other hand, trailed behind, your expression a mix of awe and annoyance. You swatted at a pesky mosquito and wrinkled your nose at the sight of a muddy puddle. "Remind me again why we're doing this?" you grumbled, trying to avoid stepping in a particularly muddy patch.

Jin grabbed your waist "Don't worry princess , it would be fine . I'm here with you" He whisper to your ear , you just squinted your eyes while looking at his face . "Jin , answer my question" You said , Jin tucked your hair gently as he looked at you with a smile . "Because nature has a way of rejuvenating the soul," he replied, his voice filled with reverence. "It's important to connect with the earth and appreciate its beauty. And I want to experience it with you . The love of my life"

"I could appreciate it just fine from the comfort of a spa," you said. Jin chuckled softly. "You always make that face when you're tired," he said, pinching your cheek. You followed him silently, a red mark on your face. Like always, he remembered every single detail about you.

"Don't worry, we'll have your first favorite cereal, the one you used to eat when you were 5," he assures you." Hm? I wonder what flavor is that?" You teased , he smirks , Knowing the answer "Cinnamon Toast Crunch" . You lose it , this man always melt you away with demeanor .

As you guys reached a picturesque overlook, Jin taking in the breathtaking view of the valley below. "Isn't it magnificent?" he exclaimed, his voice filled with awe while holding your hand .

You couldn't help but be moved by the beauty of the scene before her.."It is," you admitted quietly, a hint of wonder in her voice.

You sat down on a nearby rock, the silence of the morning enveloping you and Jin. "Thank you , for showing me the beauty of nature and bugs..." You said ,

Jin widened his eyes after he noticed a little bump on your arm . "Princess, are you okay? Does it hurt? Is it bothering you? Do you want to go down right now?" "Jin asks, his concern evident though he doesn't express it too obviously. "It's fine, We can have a moment before we go down to meet your mom" You said , Jin just nods agree with you .

"[Y/N]" "Yes?" . Jin coughs , try to clear his voice . "You know what else is beautiful?" "What?" "You" . And after those words, you tease him all day.

˚˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ All right reserved , written by livewithyura , why you want to copy this crap? You can reblog!

[luneariaa]

ღ || in piscinam.

✰ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : claudio serafino x fem! reader.

✰ 𝐰. 𝐜. : 1k+

✰ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : claudio sees you within the cool waters of the pool, before deciding to approach you and make his presence known.

✰ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : reader is wearing a dress ( mentioned ), claudio might be ooc, pretty much a self-indulgent fic. also very fluffy <33

✰ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 : my very first attempt on writing for him, and the ideas have been brainrotting in my mind for weeks 😭💙 so i just knew that i had to actually post this one out.

. dividers by @/saradika-graphics !! 💫

The light taps of your shoes filled the silent hallways, stepping against the perfectly marbled floors with such ease within the private sanctuary within Italy– the Duomo di Sirio, as it was known to some others. You are also recognized to be in a quite higher position than others as well, just below CLAUDIO SERAFINO himself, as you are his personal confidante. One of his most trusted person, as far as he’s aware.

Not a single soul in sight, so you have decided to take a quick dip within the clear waters of the pool nearby, just to try to cool yourself off due to the warm weather. Claudio wasn’t around as well, since the last time you checked his schedule, he had some important errands to tend to.

Eventually arriving at the intended location, you take one last look around you, just to make sure that no one is present– gradually letting your dress fall onto the hard ground without any sound and changing it to a transparent one, before immediately letting yourself sink within the cool waters below.

Today seemed strangely quiet. For Claudio, at least. He was expecting any sort of greeting from you once he arrived not too long ago, but instead, he finds himself searching for your whereabouts around the place. 

Several thoughts are running through his mind, and yet, none of them have made any proper thoughts due to how messy it currently is. His steps are quite heavy, yet cautious as to not attract any attention somehow. These past few months have been admittedly stressful for him, and it has tested some bits of his patience in ways unimaginable.

It didn’t take him long enough to halt on his tracks, spotting a rather familiar someone by the clear waters. It’s pretty unexpected to see someone taking a dip at this time of the day, yet he couldn’t even blame the said person, as the weather outside has been nothing but merciless to them.

He leaned himself over the edge someplace almost hidden, not wanting his presence to be acknowledged just yet as he rests his arms atop of it. His slate blue eyes are quite sharp and observant, clearly now having different thoughts as he sees the person in the pool, yet none of them has any.. Unholy intentions, dare he say, but rather, one gaze that is filled with pure adoration and silent amazement. 

The sunbeams from above seemed to have touched your face perfectly, which made your expression to appear more serene in a way. Your now wet hair flows down so beautifully, as if you originally belonged in a portrait that’s being highly revered and taken care of– or that’s how he told himself to be, at least.

His thoughts never lied to him, because why would he?

Claudio begins to feel some sort of a strange sensation within his heart– has he been living in a certain darkness for all this time? His throat feels dry, his mind goes hazy for a while there. He has always been a man who's focused solely with his own assigned duties naturally; all the while, trying to avoid any potential distractions within his line of work.

But the sight he’s witnessing right now made him really think deeply. Has he never seen you being all relaxed and ethereal like this? You did it all so effortlessly, which made him possibly be baffled with his own actions if you ever caught him watching you like this.

Without moving away from the spot just yet, the Italian exorcist moves his hand in a smooth fashion– creating something rather unexpected, yet beautiful for anyone who’s able to see it. A small, blue butterfly begins to emerge out of nowhere; glowing vibrantly as it follows the magic flow from his hand, flying discreetly towards where you are. 

The seemingly glowing butterfly gracefully glides across your features, immediately catching your attention as he intended. He watched, as it landed just on your cheek nicely, making you look even more divine from his perspective. It compliments your features so well, which makes his heart swell. 

Claudio has not experienced these types of feelings for a long time now, and he wants– no, needs to keep feeling it deeply within his heart, if he were so bold to say. A warm, genuine smile made its way to his handsome face, wanting to let the scene unfolding ahead of him to be engraved within his memories alone.

The way you smiled as the butterfly flew around you– it is something that he didn’t want to ever forget. Sure, you are his confidante, but your smile alone is enough to send his heart beating so rapidly, as if you are his lifeline. Claudio didn’t even remember when was the last time he’s able to observe you properly like this, without any work-related distractions.

The feeling just escalates even further as he sees how gentle you are, cradling the butterfly on the palm of your hands with an expression of pure awe. He could admit he had feel.. Something, within him– a type of feeling that he ever tried to shut it away from.

When the butterfly has gradually flown away, his smile remains– clearly still mesmerized by the genuine actions you’ve portrayed. It’s beginning to feel a bit funny for him since he doesn’t want the feeling to stop just yet–

“How long have you been standing there, Signore Claudio?”

Has he been stuck within his own train of thoughts for that long? It startled him slightly when your mere voice managed to pull him out from his own little world; now realizing that he has finally been caught. But that’s like the least of his worries at this point.

You have propped one of your hands up by the pool’s edge, placing your head atop of it with an amused expression. Somehow, he doesn’t know how, but you looked even more.. Attractive, looking at him that way. So his smile returned without any ounce of hesitation present.

“I’ve been here for a while now, cara.”

His reply was simple; quickly being followed by the temporal lingering silence between the two of you. But this only made your curiosity grow, tilting your head slightly as you added more words to your previous question even more.

“Have you, really?”

A small smirk is present upon your delicate features by now, “Do you know how improper it is to stare at a lady who’s bathing?”

“I’m aware,” he answered with honesty, not even shifting his gaze away from you just yet. “I just couldn’t resist, bella.”

You rolled your eyes playfully, not wanting to admit that those little nicknames he has specifically given to you did make you swoon internally. Claudio has always possessed a certain charm with him– maybe being Italian is one of them– but that’s beside the point. He’s always been this way ever since you decided to work alongside him, so you almost couldn’t tell yourself.

Not even moving away from your current spot, he begins to approach you with several steps closer; eyes not leaving yours as if he’s simply trying to convey his unspoken words from there.

“You sure know how to make a man’s heart throb.”

“Oh, do I?” You tried to mask your surprised expression, giggling a little with the maintained eye contact. “Do I, perhaps, have caught your heart at least, Signore?”

The Italian exorcist stops just not too far in front of you, yet leaving just a few spaces between you both as he kneels in front of you. Without thinking twice, he leans his face just a bit– his heartbeat is so rapid that he’s sure you might be able to hear it if you went a bit closer to him.

His mind is telling him to move away this instant, but his heart tells him otherwise. Perhaps, something just awakened within him, that he just begins to fall into a clear realization? You have been his confidante for years, after all, maybe that’s why he dares to become a little more bold right now.

Maybe you are the lady who was meant to be his equal in a lot of ways. Maybe now he knows what he’s been lacking.

Claudio was unsure yet, but he can tell for one thing– his heart has spoken to him. He knows what he wants, and he’ll try to slowly pursue it.

“Ah, don’t get too close to the waters. Or else, I might have to pull you along with me.” You leaned your head backwards and slightly move away from him, which caught him off guard.

He decided to just follow what his heart tells him. A genuine chuckle escaped from his luscious lips; already feeling even more entertained by the whole ordeal.

“Is that an offer, bella?” His Italian accent is thickening somehow, and deeper as he spoke those words, his smirk reappearing within seconds. “Then, who am I to refuse?”

You had your brow raised, before giggling then returning his smirk in a similar fashion– swimming even further away from him as a way to possibly tease him, “Well then..”

“You know what to do, Claudio.”

mb idk how to properly end it lmao-

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[itjazzbicch]

About Time

Pairing: Hwoarang x Reader 

Summary: Training together as they shared the same master, Hwoarang struggles to accept that he lost to the reader in the semi-finals, facing his rival Jin Kazama in the finals, and when the final match takes an unexpected turn, Hwoarang's true feelings for his close friend, the reader, rises to the surface...

Warnings:  Slight swearing, an injury (but that's about it!)

Word Count: 1.6k 

"What bull!"

Hwoarang only made me laugh as I followed him into the hall while the rest of the semi-finals were ongoing. We had both trained together with our master, Baek Doo San and when the King of The Iron Fist Tournament was announced, we both wanted to enter. Although Hwoarang's motivation was different than mine, I still gave it my all, and in the semi-finals, I managed to beat him in the toughest fight I've been in yet.

"Don't act so surprised!" I poked at him with a confident smile, "We've trained together for how long? You should know that I'm no pushover."

"I know," He groaned, huffing out in frustration and looking out to see that Jin Kazama had just won and would be seeing me in the finals.

That didn't help with his attitude; he gritted his teeth and was more frustrated that he couldn't get his hands on Jin now.

I think that it did somewhat help him accept his loss to me. How he gazed into my eyes showed that he respected me and my skill. There was still some attitude in his tone, but he put up his fist towards me, murmuring:

"Just beat up that punk, Jin, for me."

"Say less," I chuckled, fist-bumping him and sharing a smile, the determination to win in my gaze.

Heading back down to the stage, I had to focus. I had never faced Jin like Hwoarang, and I knew he was nothing to scoff at. Jin was the leader of Mishima Zaibatsu before and has won tournaments before.

Getting in stance as we faced off, I saw Hwoarang watching, how his eyes told me that he believed in me, which made my desire to win even stronger. I didn't want to let him down and get even closer to winning this whole tournament.

Just as I expected, Jin was making me work for this, but I ensured that every time I hit him, a lot of fire was packed into it.

At the climax of our fight, we were both sweating and panting, trying to end this. I sent out a kick that he blocked, but I could flip and hit him with my other foot, which sent him back. Running to close in our distance, I went to hit him with my signature kick that no one ever took without getting knocked out.

Mid-air, everything was in slow motion, and his eyes... They were red suddenly, these weird markings on his forehead. I could hear the growl he let out before he hit me with a punch that was so fast to see, feeling the unbelievable impact in my stomach.

It felt like I got struck by lightning or something, spitting out a loud groan as it sent me flying clear into the fencing of the ring, curling up into a ball. I was scared that my ribs may have been broken.

"I-I-" I was crying, not from the pain, but the fact that I had to say these words, holding up my hand, "I give."

"Your winner! Jin Kazama!"

The crowd was thrilled to see what a good fight that was, but something was up with Jin. His eyes were brown again, and when he looked at me, it seemed that he didn't realize what he had done, eyes filling with shock and concern as he saw me in this defeated and wounded state.

"Y/N..." He gasped, coming over to help me, "I'm-"

Reaching his hand toward me, there was this huge pop from the crowd, feeling a gust of wind and an angry yell:

"Get your damn hands away from Y/N!"

My pupils expanded at the sight of Hwoarang zipping in front of me, kicking Jin's hand away, then kicking the shit out of his chest that sent him reeling.

I knew that Hwoarang had been itching to get his hands on him, but this was different. The crowd was eating this up, and I noticed security coming in, trying to stand by, gripping and clinging to the fence.

"C'mon Jin! I'm not finished with you!"

Hwoarang was bouncing quickly in his stance, watching Jin like a tiger ready to strike as he was climbing off his knees, but something in me wouldn't let me sit and watch this, groaning out:

"Hwoarang! Stop it-"

That weird blow Jin hit me with really did a number on me, Hwoarang freezing and coming back to me as I fell to the mat again.

"I have you," He said quietly, his voice filled with anger, but he stuck to his word, scooping me into his arms.

It was already enough with how I felt so down from losing, now seeing Hwoarang like this. I was so much more emotional, hated how I looked so weak while curled up in his arms, both our eyes darting over to Jin, who was holding his chest from Hwoarang's kick, holding out his hand toward me:

"I never intended to harm you, Y/N..."

Staring intensely into his eyes, I felt he was telling the truth but hiding something about himself. When he punched me, it was like he transformed into something with this strange power that he didn't have control of. None of his previous strikes during our fight had such malice, making me question what happened to him during that last strike.

"Shut the hell up," Hwoarang spat, staring a hole through him and turning away with me, following the security line out and to the trainer's room.

Luckily, none of my ribs were broken, as I feared, but I needed to be wrapped up and some cold therapy for the pain. My head was hung low, confused and disappointed in myself, but my head perked up a little as Hwoarang stood before me, clearly still pissed and crossing his arms:

"So, what happened out there? I thought you had him."

"I thought so too," I sighed, staring at the floor as I told him what happened, "But while I was going to hit him with my kick, his eyes... They changed to red, and when he punched me, it was so strong and weird... I don't know how to describe it."

"His eyes turned red?" This perplexed him, but he let out a deep, angry sigh as he seemed to remember something, whispering under his breath, "That's right. He's got some strange power."

"What do you mean by that?" It was now clear to me that there was something about Jin that I didn't know, and the thought of it didn't cross Hwoarang's mind because he was so worked up about not making it to the finals.

There was this strange and suspenseful moment of silence, staring into each other's eyes as he mentally tried to find the words to explain it to me.

I didn't even care at that moment, my head falling again in disappointment, whispering to him:

"I'm sorry that I lost..."

"Don't even worry about it," He said quickly, squatting to look me in the eyes, smiling softly at me, "Seriously. You still gave him one hell of a fight."

"Thanks..." It was nearly impossible not to smile back, even if it was just a little, going back to the typical ways of our dynamic and poking at him a little, "I never seen you so pissed off before, just for me... Thanks for being there for me."

"Y-Yeah..." He stuttered a little, his cheeks turning pink as he stood back up and looked away, "It's no problem."

I had to laugh at how adorable he looked, holding my ribs but giggling to keep my pain down as he turned from pink to red, snapping at me playfully:

"Who are you laughing at, huh?!"

"I'm sorry," I wheezed softly, wincing at my ribs and seizing up.

"Stop laughing before you hurt yourself even more," He scolded, holding me upright by the shoulder, squeezing and getting some of the tension in my body to go away.

"That Jin sure is strong," I panted quietly, the pain making me say, "I should've let you kick his ass."

"Yeah, you should have," His eyes rolled but fixed on me, growing with more anger towards Jin as he noticed how hard I closed my eyes, fighting off some tears. Sitting me up in a position where my ribs wouldn't hurt as much, hugging me softly and whispering, "You can let it out if you need to, okay?"

As much as we toyed and messed with each other, knowing how deeply he cared for me made my emotions spike up again; gently hugging him back, again trying to cope with all the feelings by joking around again, whispering to him:

"Thanks, you big softy."

"Cut me a break," He huffed, chuckling himself and making me freeze when his head laid on mine, whispering back, "You should know by now that you're special to me."

My heart started pounding, something deep in my heart making me tilt my head, gazing up at him:

"Hey, Hwoarang..."

"Yeah?"

I couldn't contain how I felt about him, kissing him when his gaze met mine. His kiss back was so soft and sweet, holding his cheek as it grew deeper, his arms still gentle as they closed around me more.

Our lips broke away with a quiet gasp, but we shared a smile, telling him:

"You're special to me, too."

"Well, yeah, it's me." He was always so cocky, making me roll my eyes playfully, but I was the one who was all flustered when he kissed me when I wasn't looking, winking at me and chuckling as I looked at him with butterflies multiplying in my stomach, "About time this happened..." 

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[theanimekid]

The Avenger and The Lover

Jin Kazama x Fem Fighter! Reader

@oyasumimosura asked: Tysm! May I request some Jin Kazama x reader where Jin met (y/n) at the school garden since she’s the head of the gardening club? She even gave him some flowers before he left the garden, This sets when he got trained by Heihachi when Heihachi later, found out about their friendship. He sent the ogre to kill her parents. Even though she has this cute flower girl persona, Jin doesn’t know (y/n) is still a deadly fighter inside since she participated in street fighting before to earn some money before stopping it because her parents don’t want their daughter to get into trouble again. So she signed up for the tournament, wanting to avenge her parent’s death. She didn’t expect to find Jin, they even got into a fight. Jin was surprised that she was very a good fighter. That makes him fall in love with her more.

When I tell you I got too excited would be an understatement. I HAVE DREAMED OF THIS moment.

Warnings: Angst, death, some fluff here and there, reader entering the tournament, also time skip and SPOILERS!!!

Word got around the school that a new student is coming to your school. You were helping out the fellow associates of your club. Tending buds around your school as the cherry blooms swayed in the sunlit afternoon. Your club members chattered like gossip girls in a bathroom.

" So you guy heard about the new kid?"

"Yea, they say his name is... Jin Kazama?"

" Some of my friends said that came in here in a limousine. And not just your average rich one. It had the Mishima Zaibatsu symbol on it."

"No way! Is he related to you know who?"

" If he arrived here in that, he has to be."

"Alright, units!" You hollered out as the members turned their attention towards you. " That's enough planting for today, head to your designated classes, and we will pick this up tomorrow." You requested as the members got up from the ground and bowed their heads before leaving the school garden. " Thank you, President!"

You sighed as you watched your constituents leaving the garden one by one. It's hard being the president of the school's flower club. Especially when it comes to seasonal and traditional affairs, you loved how much you and your teammates achieved so much. And finally, you can have some alone time. You reached for your phone in your coat pocket and pressed play on your playlist. You took off your shoes and started to sway from side to side before dancing to the music. The flower gently swung in the wind as you pulled the hair tie out of your hair, and a couple of pedals glistened into your movements as if there were on command.

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Jin roamed through the hallway. With scrapes and bandages on his face due to his grandfather, Heihachi Mishima's teachings. As he was walking to his next class, he stood by an open space where there were flowers, a lot of flowers. The music filled the air as the wind moved in symphony. And there was... you. Your beautiful hair waved in the air, arms swinging, pedals danced along with you, and your skin was soft and welcoming. Eyesight matching the purple wisteria, you didn't notice that you were smiling at him. Jin felt his heart race, his face turning a shade of pink as he ambled towards you, taken aback.

The song ended as you finished your dance with a bow, as your hair fell on both sides of your face. The pedals gently fall to the gravel-hardened earth. You rose to see the boy in front of you with a pink blush on his face and a hairstyle that looked like he must've used some kind of hair gel. You chuckled as you got back on your feet and greeted him. " Hello there, stranger."

He snuffed and started to stammer. " I-I um... hello."

You tipped your head as you waltzed over to put on your shoes," So... you new around here?" You asked curiously. He responded in a nervous fashion, scratching the back of his head. "Uhhh... yea. I had just begun attending here today." He avoided your gaze, looking down on the pebbled floor underneath him. His blushy countenance still remained. She's ravishing, conceivably the most gorgeous girl I've ever encountered.

You tugged a yellow rose from one of the pots you planted. " Flowers like these... means joy, warmth, and welcome." You explained as you slowly trotted towards him and lifted his head with the palm of your head. " And I, welcome you to our school, my name is Y/n L/n, and you are?"

He withdrew your hand from his face. Now downright flustered, he gulped as he gently took the flower from your hand and presented himself. " It-it's Jin... J-Jin Kazama."

That night he spent with his eyes opened. A mile warm as he held the yellow rose that you'd given him. His heart was ringing in his ears like they were echoing to see her again. The next day, he was racing down the hallway like he was racing against time. He saw you once again. Watering some of the plants that have just arrived recently. You were chatting with the other club members while eating lunch when one of them caught a glimpse of him standing in the middle of the hallway and directly walking toward you.

"It looks like your boyfriend's here." She teased as he walked closer and closer. You playfully shoved her off as your face got warm, "No, he's not... Maybe... But you what I meant!"

Jin came to you with his school bag; in his hand and the other behind his back. He was concealing something. The trace of pink expresses itself. " Hello again, Jin," You welcomed him sweetly. " Hi, Y-y/n"

You could hear the club members murmuring under their breaths.

"Did he just stammer?"

" Yea, I think he's falling in love with her."

" What's behind his back is the real question."

Jin cleared his throat, slowly revealing the bouquet of Japanese hydrangea. Wrapped in a beautiful turquoise wrapping paper. " I want to give you this, as-as- a show of my gratitude. Also, do you want to be friends?"

You shyly answered yes.

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*Spoilers for Episode 3*

But that was four long years ago. Four. Years.

The only thing that held up from the ground was the memory of your parents. Before they fell to the Orge. Before he transferred his power to yours. So let's put it this way, you may look like the average flower girl that goes to your moderate middle school, but were also a badass deathly stealth street fighter. With the compound of martial arts, jujutsu, and gymnastic style, you feared every combatant on the streets. Even Howarang would think twice not to piss you off on a bad day.

So when the Ogre came onto your home and killed your parents, you were traumatized and so full of rage. You tried your best to take him head-on. You may have put a few dents in him, but he came out victorious. Leaving bloody on the ground, defeated, and on the threshold of knocking on death's door.

The Ogre grabbed a glass bottle, slammed it on the ground, and hauled the now sharp object in his hand. A streak of blood came from out of his hand. He arched his way towards your almost lifeless body. He grabbed your hand and haul the broken glass with it. Squeezing his hand as little droplets of blood entered yours, he chanted some style of ritual as you stood crying out in pain, veins prodding out of your skin.

The only thing that you could remember was that voice. " Heal your wounds... Get strong... And then, we shall see you worthy."

Shall see you worthy? What does that phrase mean?

The sound of the plane drove you out of your thoughts. Waking up in an empty middle-class level. You yawned and stretched out your limbs before grabbing your duffle bag.

You stepped out of the Peru airport station. The bright sun shined into the afternoon, and you looked around to find the ride that was supposed to be there.

" I have to ride... all the way to the tournament with this jerk?" A familiar voice called out to your attention as you turned to see the ride, seeing other combatants and two very acquainted boys as they had a stare down with each other.

"Howrarang."

"Kazama."

" My two favorite idiots." You called out as everyone turned their attention to you. " It's been a long time since we got together like this."

Howrarang came at you with his arms out before giving you a hug, " Y/n, you made it! I thought you were gonna watch me win this." You scoffed, and Miss. Miura intervened, " Y/n is another participant in the tournament." She added. Jin looked at you in shock. He didn't know that you also entered the tournament. But you also look... completely different. You figure, behavior, it's like you weren't the same Y/n that he knew four years ago. But at the same time... You still looked radiant, perfect, like a dream.

You slowly walked up to Jin as he became speechless, " I don't get a hi either, Mr. Toubled teen?"

Jin snapped out of his thoughts, " Oh- Omm... Uhh-*Clears Thorat" Hi, Y/n"

Hworarang looked at him in astonishment and perplexity. Did Jinn Kazama stutter? Oh, I'm most definitely gonna tease him when we get there, He thought with a smirky smile; on his face. He gonna be hearing his voice for a while.

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" Yo, Jin, you coming or what?" Hworarang called out as Jin was meditating on the stone. "Why?" He answered with his eyes closed. " Because Y/n is gonna be up next! I heard her fight is going to be different than the others." He exhilarated with glee. " You sound pretty excited about this fight," Jin added as he walked with Howrarang to the tournament. He was walking proudly with his arms behind his head. " Oh, trust me, you'll see."

See what, exactly?

You stood in the middle of the forest, with your akiman training outfit, showing the muscular thighs, and your long hair tied up into a ponytail. Your opponent: Some of Mishima's security forces. I hope their ready to have their asses handed to them. Cause I'm not stopping till I have his head on my goddamn wall!

They arrived just in time as the fight was about to begin. Bodies of Tekken soldiers started flying in the air one by one. As the match was one against many battles. Jin felt his jaws fly open and fall to the floor as Howrarang and Xiyaou cheered you on. An experience from your street fighting days. There was one. Fight that you were most confident in: a one-army battle. One woman against a gang. You took them effortlessly. Each guard has their share of a beatdown as you were ruthless towards them. Sending some of the guards flying in the air, others slamming them buried into the ground. Ganryu. Being one of the last of the guards remaining. Took into his sumo position. As you came in charging at him, he stood his ground, waiting for your next attack. What he'd not foreknow was to see you flying into the air as the wind currents carried you between the legs. He knows this style. That's the Kazama technique!

He went to block his face with his arms, but you stopped midway and sent a gut punch to the stomach, a kick to send him flying in the air as you jump along with him, wrapping your legs between both sides of his face into a chokehold. " I'm really sorry for this," You apologized. " None taken." He replied.

"It's time for you to know your place." You yelled out as you sent him outta the air and into the dirt floor. Debris coming from all over. He lay unconscious as you stood on his stomach and raised your fist into the air.

"Winner: The Goddess Street Fighting, Y/n L/n!!"

Hworarange and Xiyaou came rushing into with excitement as they praised and asked about a million questions. Jin could only stare at you in marvel and stupefaction. He always you weren't the type to take on fighting because of who you were merely a flower girl... But now... he's just at a loss for words.

" That was some impressive fighting skills, I'll be sure not to take you on in the net round." Paul Pheonix replied before he put a hand on your shoulder.

The strong acknowledges the strong.

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You lost... You lost against Jin.

You sat in the medical room, tears falling from your face as you cursed out. The automatic door opened before you wiped the dried tears from your face. Jin came into your hospital room with a bouquet of flowers in his hand and guilt in his eyes. He shouldn't have done this... but his grandfather... He had to do something. Anything. " Y/n, do you have a moment?" He asked as he walked closer to you. You sniffled, " If you came here to brag about your victory, then forget it." He shook his head, and the tiny hint of pink tickled his cheeks before avoiding your gaze. He's got something to say off his chest.

" I..." He sighed as he tried to build up his courage, " Have something to confess, something I've been wanting to say for a long time, maybe even rehearsed my lines before reaching to see you." He placed the flowers on your table stand, cupped your hands in his, and brought them up to his face. " I love you. y/n since we first met in that garden... I knew right then and there that my heart was beating for you. I loved everything about you. Your beauty, your confidence, your personality, then seeing you fight out there against so many, I... My heart screamed your name even more-" You shushed his confession with a passionate kiss before it ended up as a rambling. You pulled away as he gave you a calm look on his face. " I already know that. Jin, but I shouldn't have waited four years just for you to say it."

Jin stared at you for a second before giving a small peck on the lips. " Yea, you're right."

" Sooo... Does that mean you two are dating now?" Hworarang asked curiously as he stood at the door the entire time with his flowers in his hand.

He will never forget the moment. When his rival finally confessed to his crush.

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A/n: On a scale of 1 to 10, how would rate this?

[comelylust]

Jin Kazama x reader “Black Dress”

A friend wouldn't stop bothering me with this... I did it so you'd stop bothering me! Uh! 

I like the way  write in this oneshot better than the last one, so I think I'll remake "purple night". I'm open to taking advice.

Aah I'm trying to control my perversion impulses, Only contains mild sexual tension (if I swear, I won't be explicit)

 You had a relationship for years with Jin Kazama the most hated man on the planet, in point of fact you don't care about the whispers and disapproving looks from the people around you, you have loved him more than anything in the world.

Jin has been working hard for weeks making it impossible for him to come and visit you. You knew what his job was like and you knew how much pressure he was under but you still felt sad that you couldn't see him. So you came up with a plan, you had bought a black dress with contrasting lace and transparent.

You looked at yourself in the mirror after putting it on, you started doing funny poses to change drastically to an attempt to be sexy, you covered your flushed face when you realized what you were doing, you're not good at flirting but this time you would take the initiative to surprise Jin. 

You put on a gabardine and held it firmly so as not to reveal more than what you were already revealing, put on some perfume and left your house that very night, you are so excited that you couldn't wait to surprise your man.

All the adrenaline you felt was over when you were out of Jin's office, your nerves betrayed you and now you find yourself in the position of running in or out like a coward.

"Well Y/N this is no time to chicken out" you mention and pat your cheeks to relieve the tension you were feeling, after making the final decision "there is no turning back" you inhale and exhale as much as you can and knock on your boyfriend's office door.

"Who the hell is it at this hour?" Jin throws out a frustrated grunt and you hear him get up to answer your call.

 "What-"doesn't finish her sentence when she observes that the person who disturbed her work was her beloved partner "I'm sorry Y/N, I didn't expect you to be here" he says placing a pure kiss to your lips

"Oh yeah, about that... I wanted to surprise you, Heh" you try to put together the right words, but in your mind you're totally blank

"Surprise me? Just your mere presence is a surprise" Jin says raising a little the corners of her lips letting you pass by, on the other hand you felt your face burning because of your boyfriend's words.

"About the surprise... "can you close the door properly?" Your voice is barely audible but Jin doesn't hesitate to obey you by blocking the door behind him, when he turns to ask what's going on he almost chokes on his own spit as he looks at you without the gabardine and showing off the black dress. You tried to continue in your role of a sly girl but the more Jin analyzed you the less chance you had of lasting acting that way, until you had the courage "The black dress I chose tonight is for you, so come and paint it in your own colors" it goes without saying that after having said such a phrase, Jin pounced on you while unbuttoning the buttons of her shirt, threw the things that were on top of her desk and then laid you down on the him .

Jin hovered over you, attacking your neck with wet kisses and bites, inhaling the perfume you had put on before, you could only pant her name.

"I like the way you look in that dress, but you will look better without it," said Jin pulling on the straps.

[gay-dorito-dust]

oops should have been specific: Jin cuddling with wife reader

This was more or less written in a headcannon format cuz my brain is tired from work to do a proper drab.

Jin secretly loves cuddling. There I said it.

Jin likes being held and holding you because it eases him and brings him a sense of calm that he could only find if he was cuddled up to you.

For one it reassures him that you were still with him and weren’t going anywhere; especially not when he’s practically got you caged against his chest and his head was firmly pressed into the crevice of your neck so that he could feel you and watch your chest rise and fall evenly.

Another reason for him developing a liking to cuddling was because he got to enact upon his super secret secondary love language; physical touch. Now it’s more often you being the who asks to hold his hand, his arm, anything but Jin isn’t one to deny you and would always offer up his hand in silence, letting you know that it was okay for you to touch him but expect to feel him rub his thumb over the back of your hand or squeeze your hand from time to time.

However once you’ve eloped, cuddling will be something he wants to do even more of in the future. More than usual because he’s in a sentimental mood. He’s a secret softy who will melt in your arms whenever he feels them on him and immeditly brings you into his arms, just so he could feel you pressed against him as a way to remind himself that you were real and not some dream he desperately wished was real.

Cuddling allows Jin to feel vulnerable, to feel safe and secure in the arms of another.

Jin didn’t have to worry about anything when he was in your arms but he always has to have his back facing the door in the instance where he could easily protect you should the situation arrive. Though there are times where he likes being the small spoon but he has to be in the mood to do so and when he is, it’s the cutest.

Cuddling with Jin was warm, it was safe and it was the kind that you never wanted to leave for never had you fallen asleep faster than you did with Jin holding you against him protectively. Nightmares didn’t frequent either of you when you were cuddling as the mere presence of the other was enough to force them away for a good while, but that didn’t necessarily mean that they were entirely gone.

But the solace you found in cuddling was enough to remind you that they were just that, nightmares, and not visions of a near future.

[livewithyura]

you may have just written the perfect smut….. So you have inspired me: Dating Tekken 6/blood vangance Jin Sfw and Nsfw headcanons

Tekken 6 Jin x Fem Reader! Headcanon ! ✦( sfw/nsfw )

Pairing : Tekken 6 Jin/Fem reader .

Warning : MINOR DNI , NSFW.

Answer : OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH! I was embarrassed by myself while writing smut , thank you for that words! That's a hard request since Tekken 6 Jin is a TOTAL JERK! But I also think he has that 'twisted' kindness in him since he's born to be a Kazama child! Hope you enjoy anon , I'm not that expert in writing and I tried so hard to keep him in character. I hope I done your request nicely .

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ REQUEST OPEN! [ ALL TEKKEN CHARACTERS ]

Information about request : Sorry! I will try to do it faster! I have a history exam in next week so just put it in my inbox I will make sure to make it. But don't worry I will try to do one or 2 in a day . I just organize my time for my writing so you guys can still request! Btw all of the request are so good! probably will make it!

SFW !

Jin's love language's totally 'act of service' . He's not good at paraphrasing his own words . He also believes that actions speak louder than words . You always find yourself receiving a bouquet of flower and Your comfort food at your own table . He will also write 'it reminded me of you' on a sticky notes .

He's a frickin CEO of a big military company , he must be rich asf but he never admit it . He always hands you his black card as casually as if he were giving you a piece of paper. He also will spoil you too much . He will bring you to a lavish restaurant and shopping trip just to spoils you .

You receive a gifts almost everyday . Expensive jewelry , a big ass teddy bear , flowers .

Yes, at one point, you mentioned your love for reading books, and he went ahead and bought the book café just for you.. "You know the book café from street 191?" "Yes...wait...DON'T TELL ME YOU JUST--" "It's yours now" "EH WHY?" "Princess , I tell you It's yours now . Don't let me repeat myself"

You can order a coffee or other beverages for free and read a latest popular book in there .

He will also act like he's busy with work . But thinking the fact you will go alone is much WORSE .

"Jin...I thought you have a business call?" "the meeting wrapped up early , I kinda bored so I'm here to be with you . Please appreciate my effort as I willingly to join your stupid shopping spree" Meanwhile his inner monologue : [I hurried over as soon as possible because I care about you, damn it.

"Stupid shopping spree..? If you don't want to be here then it's okay? I don't ask you to be here , you can rest" "For you [Y/N], I would rather be bored 'here' than being alone without you"

More textual evidence that shows he's actually care for you Whenever you're leaving his side while choosing clothes, he goes into a frenzy trying to find you. "Please search for [Y/N]," he immediately instructs his bodyguard to locate you.

"I'm right here dude" "god dammit [Y/N]" after that , you will make fun of him .

Yes , you're his pet . But whenever you're mad or hurt he will switch up and be your pet . "Do you want anything princess?" "Are you sick? You don't eat the dessert that I bought for you , tell me what's wrong?" He will positioned himself below you whenever you're sick or mad at him .

This man would prefer to endure an awkward conversation with you than be separated from you.

He always invite you to his office whenever you're free . "So..Jin..what do you want?" "Just stay"

He rent a penthouse just for you two to hangout , the penthouse symbolize the sense of comfort in himself . He becomes incredibly open about himself when he's in that penthouse with you.

He will have a shower with you , sitting in the bath up and caresses your body/hair/face "Even when you're being incredibly annoying....I still love...I will always come back to you.." He said that while stroking your wet hair .

He will put you into bed , "Can we just spend the entire night..with you on top of me...princess?"

Also , he will picks you up with his motorcycle . "Hop on , princess. I will take you far away from here...if you don't mind?" He will leave a slight smirk while looking at you . "So evil" That's the words that entertain him .

NSFW ! [ MINOR DNI ]

He's dominant , he want to be on top of you , bullying your sweet little cunt with his huge cock . He always remind you , your place when he's in charge . "Who do you belong to , princess?" "You"

He enjoys public sex but not too much , he still want a privacy . He loves the fact that you try to not make noise while his cock bury in your tight little cunt . He loves to fuck you in his office and um his HELICOPTER . [ whenever he's alone , he ask Nina to leave him with you in his helicopter ]

He also don't care when he's on the phone , He will fuck your pussy anyways . "This is Jin" He picks up the phone while his dick's still inside of you continue to fuck while he discussing his business with Nina or Eddy .

"Where's your panties , sweet little thing? My sweet princess really want to cum in my private helicopter hm?" He said that while circling your clits while his hand firmly grasps your chin.

He loves to see you playing with yourself , he bought a toy just for you to play with it . Watching you fucking yourself with his toy that he bought for you just send him into paradise . "Yes princess , cum for me" he said that while his eyes ogling your body .

Whenever you're not with him , he will make you wear a vibrator . You think it's hot so you just agree with it until you clit is swollen and wet because of it . Finally you face him in his office "Lift up your skirt , princess " He will remove it if you're not comfortable with it . He will apologize seeing your pussy being wet because of the vibrator . "Sorry princess , how was your day?"

He loves to place you on his lap , make you riding his lap while he bounce you on his leg . "Say the magic words princess"

Then he will make you hop on his cock .

Oh this man love spanking you but only when you're disobeying him . "Count for me princess" then he start to spank your ass while your entire body on his lap . "I don't know this spanking session can make your cunt this wet , princess"

He don't like to breed you or cum inside you .

Instead , he will cum on your face . "Ah...Such a messy princess"

★ Written by @livewithyura Why you want to copy this crap? I also take inspiration from my fav romance novel . You can reblog and share !

[livewithyura]

okay so I have this really dumb idea: Jin Kazama x pregnant wife reader (post tekken 8) who is like super clingy always wanting Cuddles/kisses/massages and make it super fluffy

✧ Jin x Reader [ Tekken headcanon!]

❒ ⁀➷ Request open [ tekken only tehe ]

❒ ⁀➷ Answer : Gosh How I love this big guy . Your idea is heartwarming 😔! Jin would be a good husband but I believe he has a little 'clingy' part of him because bro he's literally a mama's boy . This is not a fully one-shot , gotta write some explanation on bullet points!

❒ ⁀➷ Notes : This is my first time taking tekken request , so believe me I'm not that expert!

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱ Morning routine with Jin

You're waking up to do something But Jin Holding your wrist and drags your back to bed. This man refuses to let you go. Your freedom of movement becomes more restricted after he learns about your pregnancy. It's not about control or dominance in the relationship for him . he simply wants to protect you. It can be a bit frustrating when you can't even lift a teacup, as he becomes quite anxious and protective.

"No . 5 minutes" "5 minutes what?" "Stay in bed" And he will rest his head on your chest .

This man tries earnestly to cook for his wife. There was even a time when he accidentally left the stove on fire , Burn the toast , He's so clumsy in kitchen but you're there to help him . At first , he won't let your feet cross the kitchen until he almost set the house on fire .

He will hugs your from the back while kissing the back of your neck . "I will not let that happen again , princess . I swear I will be better in cooking" He will have determination in cooking . Pullin up a hero quotes like "I won't burn the toast anymore , that's my promise" while clenching his fist . [ don't bother him when he's in his main character mode ]

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱ Jin's habits!

He will ALWAYS kiss you while you're doing something . You're reading book? Watching movies? Paint your nails? BRO HE DON'T CARE , He will kiss you anyways. He even will make you both do soft kisses under a blanket in evening . "y/n..." "what?" "How about a kiss?" "Again?" "um--yes?"

Cuddles? Oh he loves that , He will prepare a movie night for his wife just to cuddles with his wife . "we're watching a horror movie , if you're scared you can sit on my lap" the monotone voice of his make his speech more funnier and he's not even blinking when he said that. "SHUT UP AND WATCH THE MOVIE MANN"

He also will do the house chores "Um you know how to use that washing machine RIGHT?" "I'm aware . I mimicked everything my mother did."

After that he demanded a massages , you can't refuse as he always do the ENTIRE house chores . "Y/n..." "What?" "Can I say something.. inappropriate?" "go on" "I'm obsessed with your touch"

He will take care of you . He will clean up your vomit with his expressionless face . He will also steadying your body as you start to stand up or walk . He will make sure to fulfill your request . You want a weird food? He will buy it . You want a relaxing bath? He will prepare it for you . You want a soft pillow? He will buy it. Just called his name , he will be there right in front of you . "Ok , what now Princess?" . He would said that while looking at you.

He will also lend you his baggy hoodie when the temperature is cold.

He will not let you go out alone , he will be there no matter what . "I'll shield you from anything that could harm you, princess. Just give me a call if you want to go buy groceries." he said that while he's resting his head on your lap . "Alright , big guy"

And also , if he want to go somewhere he will drag you . He will never leave you alone . "You.Me.Training.Let's go"

If you refused , he will carry you himself.

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱ Night routine with Jin

You guys will spend the night together . Sometimes , watching movie. Sometimes you guys will have a coffee together or your fav beverages while staring into a starry sky . Talk about philosophy and future plans . Until you fell asleep , he will carry you to bed . Pull the blanket for you and looking at your face until he fell asleep .

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱ Bonus!

He's clingy since he's a mama's boy . BUT He will NEVER admit it . He will act tough and firm in front of you with his words , but all he need is your love .

"Jin , I just want to go pick up flowers in front of our house" "Okay"

10 minutes later....

"Y/N WHERE ARE YOU?"

"You're little bit clingy , you know that?" "No? I'm not " He said that while his arms around your waist .

I also believe he's so protective because that's what he is , he don't want the tragic moment happen in his life again .

↺Written by yura why you event want to copy and steal this crap? /you can reblog!

[livewithyura]

Dom Tekken 6 Jin x Sub reader ! NSFW

Answer : I accidentally clear the anonymous question in my inbox! Sorry for my clumsiness and yes I do write smut!, So this person asked for Dom jin x sub reader! Gosh , I'm such a slvt for this man , I admit it . Opinion on Dom Jin? If we want to talk about dom jin we must bring up Tekken 6/Tekken blood vengeance Jin! Thank you for your suggestion anon!

Plot : You're just a pet for him .

Warning : Minor dni ! smut! nsfw! Rough s!x , Tekken 6 Jin . [I was embarrassed by myself! but thank god I made it! cheers for Jin's slvt!]

╰┈➤ ₊❏❜ Request? Open! [ for tekken tehe ]

 “Good girls don’t need panties…right?” He likes the way you walk towards his office room with no panties and bra . Watching your hard nipple from his chair made his cock pulse harder . 

  He knows he will fuck you dumb with his huge cock . That’s why he will do everything for you to cry in tears , begging for him . 

 Sitting on his lap while pinching your clit is enough to make you cry.

   “Answer me” He will spank you if you’re not answering or disobey him . Sometimes , he will spank the hell out of you with ‘electrics’ that go through his body . But you’re lucky , It’s just a small slap . 

  “Yes…daddy” You said .

   “You’re making a mess , princess . You should clean it up” He shoved his wet finger in your mouth while you’re on his lap. He likes when you’re choking on his wet finger , tasting yourself.

   “Such a pretty slut for me…hm? Who’s my good girl?” He said 

    “Me , daddy” You answer directly , coughing while he takes his finger out of your mouth . He draws a smirk on his face while pinching your hard nipple through your clothes .

  “Now be a good girl and take off your clothes for me” He pushes you from his lap , decides to watch you obey his order . You knelt on the floor , unbutton your shirts and yanking the short skirt from your body with agonizing slowness.

Jin’s gaze dragging from your face to your sweet pussy glistening from wetness.

Oh , you’re so precious to him .

 “Touch yourself , princess”  He ordered while resting his chin on his knukles. He clenched his fist when you put up a show for him , Pinching , squeezing your own nipple before one hand slit between your legs .

  You’re whimpering while your mouth falling open , rubbing and fingering your clit.

“Are you thinking of me?” He smirks as he pours the wine in the champagne glass.

  “You thinking of how much you want me to pin you on this table and tongue fuck you until that sweet little cunt cum all over my face?" He scoffs as he takes a sip of his wine while looking at you . “Maybe” You said with a brave tone .

  “It’s a yes or no , Answer me”  He stood up from his chair and walked towards you , grabbing your chin .

  “Who do you think of when you fuck that sweet little cunt , princess?” He said,

   “You , daddy” He smirks while hearing that answer. He released your chin, crouched down, and gazed at your face with a mocking expression.

  “What did daddy do to you , princess?” He whispered to your face , smirking .

  You moaned as you hit the right spot . He grabs your chin harshly , looking at your eyes . “What.did.daddy.do.to.his.sweet.princess?” . His sentence become harsh as you don't answer to his question.

  “Fucking me , Pulling my hair . Taking me from behind while I’m on your office desk , Filling me with your cock” 

Fuck , he never want to cum so bad in his entire life .

  “What do you want now?” He was satisfied with your answer , you’ve been a good girl today .

  “Cum” You answered , shortly .

  “That’s too soon , princess . Don’t cum until I said so” He bent you down on the cold floor . He pressed his huge thumb on your clit , bullying your pussy with his own finger . You tried so hard to hold back , He likes to hear you whimper while he finger fuck you . He circled his finger , hitting the right spot of your cunt .

  “Cum” He ordered .

You arched off the floor while tears came down on your cheek .

  “Kneel , Y/n” He unbuckled his belt while looking at you . You obeyed his order , both of your knees are on the floor while your chin is lifted up by him .

 Soon , you tried to fit Jin’s cock down your throat , he’s too big and the angle is too awkward .

“Is it too much , princess?” Jin slid the tip of his cock across your lips , you continue to lick the pre-cum of his . 

 But he nudged it back to your mouth .

   “Take every inch down your throat , like a good girl” He continue to fuck your mouth like he’s fucking your pussy , he was surprised that your throat bulging around his cock . You want to squeeze your own nipple , but Jin grab the hand of yours .

  “Don’t touch yourself , you little slut” He pulls your hair while fucking your mouth . 

   “You’re so perfect , Princess” He tucks your hair back to your ear , he rubs your head gently as if you're a kitten. He was a total jerk during sex , but after that he treat you like a princess . Sure , he will do an aftercare after he bullying the hell out of your cunt.

  His orgasm slammed the entire face of yours , stuffing your mouth with his cum .  Covering your chest with thick rope of his cum , your vermilion face while your tongue hanging out from your mouth.

"Do you want something , princess? You've been a good girl today . A hot tea will make you better" He said while carrying you to his chair , he plays with your hair . Looking at you with full of love . He can’t help it , he wants you to be mine . Forever .

★ Written by @livewithyura Why you want to copy this crap? I also take inspiration from my fav romance novel . You can reblog and share !

[luneariaa]

ღ || un autre univers.

✰ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : lars alexandersson x reader.

✰ 𝐰. 𝐜. : 1k+

✰ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : you and lars are having some different kind of conversation this time-- one that is related to the alternate universe.

✰ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : none, not much proof-read. plot is very random and unrelated to the game.

✰ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 : my first time ever writing for lars + for tekken in general, so he might appear as ooc here! the amount of fics for this man is terribly low too, so i decided to add one my own 💜.

. dividers by @/saradika !! 💫

A soft hum filled the air; one that is not loud enough, yet is pleasant as to fill the quietness nicely. It resonates with your whole presence alone, despite it being your own voice. You feel quite relaxed, hugging your knees closer to your chest while your eyes on him. 

Lars is always so focused toward his own training sessions– whether it’s with you or by himself. It’s something that you’d find yourself being drawn in, and oftentimes, letting you forget the lines that have existed between you two.

The evening being spent around that time wasn’t that bad either, just like the other passing days. The remaining sunlight enters the dojo with no ounce of hesitation, making the view of his muscular back view glistening with sweat.

How could he still manage to look so handsome while doing so– you’ll never know and probably never will.

And it’s a good thing that you came over as per usual, just to watch him train. But of course, not in any inappropriate manner whatsoever.

Finally gotten enough of the silence surrounding you both, you’ve decided to break it. “Hey, Lars?” Your voice isn’t that loud when calling out to him, yet he took notice of it almost instantly, stopping his movements for a bit.

“Hm?” The sandy brown-haired male shifted his gaze towards your still sitting form, “What is it?”

“So, I have a pretty random question to ask, but–”

“-- do you think we are friends in another universe as well? Like, as of right now?”

“That’s a pretty strange question to ask.” Lars pondered for a bit, temporarily falling into his own thoughts. A small smile begins to form across his features.

The whole idea is somehow nice for him. And little did you know, the image of you beaming at him ever so cheerily flashes before his eyes– even filling his heart with so much joy, as much as it’s hard for him to admit it sometimes.

“You know, at least, I really hope we are.”

“I’d like to think that I’m with you in every universe.” He didn’t know if you noticed, but he purposely left the word ‘friend’ out.

The smile on his face brightens ever so slightly, mirroring your own warm expression at him as well as you have a thoughtful look on your face.

“And I’m sure–” he begins to add his own words, genuinely straight out from the bottom of his heart. “-- that even if we were to be together in every universe, I’m sure that you’re still looking as beautiful as you are right now.”

Each word that fell out from his mouth is merely the truth; he has no intention in lying at all. Especially with the remaining sunlight hitting your face so perfectly to him, giving it a nice lighting. Heck, if he even dares to admit it out loud, you look absolutely gorgeous in every angle.

It completely caught you off guard, rendering you speechless for the time being. It’s not like you were expecting anything, yet it did manage to make you feel somehow.. Special, in a way. Lars didn’t push you for any response from his previous statement; even when a small chuckle exhaled out of you. He somehow understands, and he feels at ease for saying those words. 

You don’t even know how to get rid of your current bashful expression, to which seemed to amuse him further when you darted your eyes elsewhere; your inner turmoil ensues.

With no proper answer for his previous words of what could be considered as genuine flattery, you gradually dragged out another question in hopes to lighten up the situation.

“Lars, what if– like, you have to fight me instead in another universe? What if we aren’t like what we are right now?” 

He sighs softly, finally taking a proper seat next to you, which is currently facing the sun that begins to set beautifully. One would probably mistaken for the two of you being a pair of lovers, but then again– what are we actually?

“I will be upset, honestly.” Lars begins to gaze at times toward the side of your face while your eyes are ahead. “I would want to avoid that from happening at all. I don’t want to be the cause of any of your pains; I don’t think I can fight you.”

“I feel like I would try to do whatever it takes to avoid all of that from happening.” He’s still so unsure on what has driven you to ask such a question, but he won’t hesitate giving his own answers.

I won’t hesitate to fight for you if I have to, I’m serious.

Instead of saying those words out loud, he lets it stay within his own conscious mind, and simply observes as your expression slowly changes to a tender, and considerate one.

“I’ll remember that, then.” Of course, you get on what he means, even some parts of you are still just as confused in a way. The sandy brown-haired Commander rests his back against the walls of the dojo nearby, not letting his gaze unwavering toward you. 

That’s why you’re confused. Perhaps by his actions itself, or something else entirely..?

“You gotta stop with being all sappy and stuff though. I’m gonna turn all mushy and it’s gonna be your fault.” You half-joked at him, releasing a soft breath that you didn’t even realize you’ve been holding. A lighthearted laughter came out from him, somehow realizing that his words had an effect on you.

“And I wouldn’t mind that the slightest.”

“I’m just– I don’t know, honored maybe, that I get to see your different side. It’s kinda sweet and makes me want to protect you even more.” His gaze has been lowered; the skies are now in a blend of pinkish– light purple from the distance. 

You slowly turn your head at him; your eyes narrowing slightly. “I’m gonna bite you, Lars.”

“I think I can endure it just fine.” He grinned, ruffling your hair a bit, yet it doesn’t mess up your appearance entirely. A huff can be heard from you; pouting and moving his hand away.

“That’ll be so unfair.”

Situation’s getting interesting, yet it still goes almost nowhere. What was one trying to achieve anyway, aside from this seemingly friendly banter being exchanged?

“The whole bite thing is adorable if you ask me.”

“It’s not gonna be so cute if that really happens.”

“Is that a threat?” He chuckles while shaking his head slightly. “The thought of it is still so cute, regardless of what you say. You’re trying too hard.”

With your eyes narrowing once again at the male, you crossed your arms with fake annoyance being so evident to him. “Are you mocking me?”

“I don’t know– maybe I am.” 

He doesn’t even feel like giving any proper answers out; scooting closer to you until there’s like only a few inches of space left between you two– leaning his face closer to yours. His actions temporarily leave you perplexed, and suddenly get all internally nervous and confused in a good way possible.

“I’m just saying. It’s not gonna be literal..” You muttered, playfully rolling your eyes at him in order to combat the unneeded feelings that’s stirring within you. He’s starting to make you feel all strange, and you don’t even know what to do.

The Commander stayed in that position for a few more moments, before almost, involuntarily pulled away all of a sudden. A small smirk is playing upon his lips. “I know.”

A small silence occurs, not knowing what to say by then. Following his current line of sight, you could see how the previous evening sky changes to a dark one, decorated by the seas of bright stars, and a lone, full moon taking part of the small portion within the night sky. The gentle breeze became a bit colder than before, yet the feeling is quite soothing as it hits your own skin.

“Do you ever wonder stuff? Maybe like– you’re still the same person as you are, even in another universe; even down to your habits, and others like it.” Lars broke the stillness within the air, one that you both have unintentionally created. “I always like to think, deep down there, that we still are the same person. Even if we left this universe for the other.”

“Almost like, everything that’s happening must be fated to happen. It might sound weird or even corny, but I genuinely found the idea to be fascinating, to say the least.”

“Maybe in another universe, we’re still the same person; just different in the way we live our lives.”

You’re tongue-tied for a while there, clearly lost within the utterance of each syllable that fell from his lips. The thought itself was both comforting and upsetting, in an almost inexplicable sense. 

“I guess that’s a better way to put it.”

Perhaps, just by the possible, mere thought of not even acknowledging his existence hurts your heart on another level– and the same goes if the roles are reversed. Without any further thought, you knew that you needed to feel his presence; existing together with you by this moment, resting your head against his left shoulder.

Lars did the same, simply soaking into your calming presence like you did with him; doing a lot of untold, silent vows inside his own mind. One of which is a silent promise, wanting to keep the line between you two stay close as it is right now. 

The male has his arms around you, keeping you near him, and not caring if he makes some of his thoughts go obvious. That’s the least of his worries. He’s just content with whatever type of relationship you both are having right now.

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Hi, I would like a headcanon of what Lee chaolan x fem's wedding would be like! reader

hii-!! 💜 i love the idea so much,, and i apologize if there's any mistakes since this is my first time writing for Lee!

(o´▽`o) 💜💐 ( and the amount of fics + hcs of him here is criminally low ).

. dividers by @/saradika-graphics and @/cafekitsune ! 🦄

-`✧´- wedding headcanons.

you know you won in life when lee decided to marry and take you as his wife, since marriage is quite a serious and a big thing to him. he is ready to fully commit himself to you.

that's when you know how sincere he is regarding that specific topic.

he would be SUPER loyal to you and change some of his ways FOR YOU.

not his charm and playfulness though like never- it stays.

he'll treat you like his only queen 10000%.

you knew that he's going to be the one for you since he decided to take a step forward with you-- especially when proposing for marriage.

anyway, i just know for sure that the wedding day would be SOOO grand! like the guests list would be endless, and he's not afraid to flaunt everything off ( in a good way perhaps! )

he would pick the BEST wedding dress for you, which obviously would be pricey as heck; made by a well-known designer and brand of your choice if you have any.

he wouldn't mind spending lots of money and possibly going broke for you ( which means never, cuz he got that unlimited money bank going on so he would happily spend lots on you lmao ).

also omg let's talk about the meals-- they would def be those high, first class type of meals being prepared there.

and i personally think that lee would want the wedding to be held with a whole grand hall being rented on, or just within his already large, luxurious mansion.

atp knowing how he is, he probably would want to do the whole wedding venue two times-- bc he's THAT guy.

also, alisa and xiaoyu gonna be your bridesmaids bc the idea is just too cute to me <33

lars and jin gonna be his ( jin mainly joins bc of xiaoyu's convincing lmao ).

claudio might be one of those chefs and waiters ( just wanna add him hh- )

overall, lee is gonna admire and cherish you a LOT nonetheless of where you both decided to marry. he's just happy to be able to properly claim you and finally call you his wife to the whole world <33 !!

and and i just thought that he probably would rent a whole island or like, take you to travel other countries during your honeymoon phase with him; entirely your pick, he wouldn't mind.

i got carried away hhh i hope you liked this! <333

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[luneariaa]

ღ || cigarett. { 𝐈 }

✰ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : lars alexandersson x reader.

✰ 𝐰. 𝐜. : 1k+

✰ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : due to the last failed mission, you got stressed out and is back to do one of your old habits. but then, lars gets into your view.

✰ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : not much proof-read. gn! reader, but having a female reader in mind. mentions of reader smoking due to stress ( i'm not a smoker myself so i hope i did this right somehow ); reader having a pretty troubled mind. but other than that, nothing much.

✰ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 : this is supposed to be only a oneshot, but i got carried away, so i'm planning for this to have several more parts to come.

☁︎ : part 2.

. dividers by @/saradika !! 💫

Another failed mission. Just great. You already feel like you’ve messed it up– so much, lately. So often, in a way that causes you to consider leaving the rebel army for good.

Due to all of the mess, one of your bad habits just sticks with you, no matter how hard you try to fix yourself with it. It’s only been a few moments since you practically avoided the others; staying away completely from them as you tried to set your mind at ease, so you could at least manage to receive any proper scolding from the Commander that you knew yourself all too well. You deserve a good smack of words anyway.

But if he were to witness one of your bad habits right now– one that he has tried to nicely advise you back then–  he might get upset.

Fingers finding its way around the newly ignited cigarette, you gradually released the puff of smoke with a sigh.

That’s the thing. You weren’t supposed to smoke. If he were to find you in this state, he probably would be so disappointed, especially when you had made a promise with him that you’ll try to quit smoking.

The option to avoid him at all costs is more desirable the longer you stay out here.

Your head tilts slightly to the side, avoiding the smoke to come in contact with your eyes. Even being highly unaware that a certain, sandy brown-haired male has now set his gaze upon you from afar, mind full of thoughts. Perhaps, you were so busy, distracted within your own little world.

A light pull of your cigarette causes a startled gasp to elicit from you, breaking you out from your current muddled state of mind.

“That’s not healthy for you.. I thought you said you’d quit.”

And instead of an annoyed look whatsoever, his face is covered with gentle concern towards your wellbeing. Which is a tad bit unfair, from your perspective. Huffing under your breath once you regain your composure, you try your best to grab the cigarette back from his hand. “Hey, I almost finished that one..”

“And that’s why I took it away. It doesn’t matter if you’re close to finishing it, it’s still bad for you, regardless.” Lars sighs almost quietly, tossing the remaining used cigarette away somewhere on the ground, before stomping on it. “You should know that by now.”

You eventually just pout with pure disappointment painted upon your features, as he grabs the rest of the box away from you; swiftly avoiding any attempts of you trying to get it back.

“Don’t. I’m going to throw all of this away, for the sake of your whole being.” 

There’s a certain firmness in each of his words, yet there is also, in some way, a tone of care.

He means it well, you’re aware, so you have no choice but to accept his words and actions as it is.

Lars is so worried about you, and it makes you feel like a total ashamed failure yourself, even more when he sees you in this state. So, you mentally prepared yourself for anything that might happened next– 

Only for him to have his strong arms encircling around your form in a delicate, tender manner.

You were stunned for a few more moments, trying to comprehend everything that’s been happening within the span of short seconds. Somehow, he’s able to sense the sudden shift of emotion raging within you, even the way you decided to stay silent.

A soft sigh exhales out from him. “I know that you’re probably stressed over the latest mission, or even something else entirely. But know that you’re not alone, okay?” His hand finds its way to the back of your head, giving it a reassuring type of caress. 

“It’s not your fault, and people make mistakes. Me included.”

“No matter what anyone says, I’ll stay right here with you.”

The male didn’t expect you to give out any replies sometime soon, genuinely just wanted to offer you some comfort that you might have needed. He feels relieved once he feels that gradually, you return the gesture, keeping your face temporarily hidden on his chest.

“It’s kinda hard..” He hears you mumbling from his chest, holding onto him still.

“And that’s okay. There’s nothing wrong with experiencing those types of feelings, at least, for once in a while. But I never wanted you to keep it all to yourself if it ever becomes too much.”

“I just.. Don’t want to see you in a state like this.”

Lars tightened the hug ever so slightly, yet still tries to not cause any possible discomfort for you within his reassuring hold. “No matter how hard things may get, know that I’ll always be here for you.”

“You’re really willing to help me through this..?”

When he gradually released you from the hug, his eyes remained still on you– nodding firmly and with certainty. 

“Of course, I’m your friend, right? And it would hurt me whenever I see you like this.”

His fingers found its way to poke your forehead with an amused smirk, before you playfully swatted his hand away with a huff. “You’re lucky that I love you.” You mean it as a friend, cherishing each one of his given efforts and never getting tired of doing so. 

“And I almost forgot–” the Commander digs into his pocket to presumably grab something. “-- here. Chew this whenever you feel the need to smoke again. It should try to satisfy the urge, since the two are quite minty and fresh. Well– cigarettes aren’t that fresh though.”

You lightly chuckled at his words, not bothering to question on why he has the seemingly new and unopened pack of gum. You appreciated him, nonetheless. But it did leave him with an almost unreadable expression when your attention is not on him.

He asks within his mind. Do you ever notice the way your eyes light up whenever you speak with him; every time he tells you, or at least, attempts to joke with you? Do you ever know the way you smile is quite infectious to it, even when you can sometimes be so self-conscious about it? It’s always, and always the small details itself, and he’s proud to call you his work partner. His friend.

“You know..” His hand now gently pushes your head up to face him once more. “Your eyes are so pretty to look at. So, it would be a shame if all that smoking might damage them.”

You take your time with letting his words sink in, and giving him the further opportunity to add more to his words.

“I don’t know, but for me, eyes are one of the most attractive features that one can have. It’s the window to the soul; at least that’s what I kept hearing back then.”

“I never wish to see it being tainted in a way, the same goes to your whole being.”

It made you think for a split second. Out of the blue, you feel the sudden embarrassment beginning to creep in due to all of the eye contact; moving your head away elsewhere, trying your best to hide the smile from forming even further.

“You always have your own way with words.”

He laughs humorously, ruffling your hair with a small, yet apparent smirk. And you couldn’t help yourself, but to reciprocate the gesture as well.

Do you know how much he adores the way you laugh? You may not know or not notice anything, but he knows for sure– always so certain with his way of words to you.

“Lars, thank you, truly I do.”

“I won’t mess up our next mission. I’ll try my best with it, for you.”

But the promises fell short when the mission caused an even bigger mess than intended.

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ღ || tornare insieme.

✰ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : claudio serafino x fem! reader.

✰ 𝐰. 𝐜. : 2k+ ( i got carried away )

✰ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : since the breakup, his mind has been so restless. on one night, he unexpectedly bumps into you within the park.

✰ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : not much proofread, claudio seemed a lil miserable here though ( only at the beginning parts ) and might be ooc.

✰ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 : brainrotting over him still ngl like 💙 -- and idk what i wrote for the most part :")

. dividers by @/saradika-graphics !! 🏹

It’s been days since the whole break up thing happened. Have weeks passed, even? He didn’t really give you any proper reasons to do so, and it feels so abrupt. He could see through your reluctant actions– truly a tough decision to do. It’s not like you got any other choices at that moment.

The Italian exorcist remembers that day all too well; your mere expression showing a visible pained look, both physically and mentally. You didn’t even have the time to process everything, simply just doing what you were told.

Are you not good enough for him?

But during all those times when he’s not together with you anymore, he feels restless. He feels lost, he doesn’t know what to do. Claudio knew he had to do that eventually. The immense feeling of regret begins to resurface within him, now wishing he could take those words back as he was trying to take a break in his private study room. 

It’s been a tiring day as per usual for him today, and he wishes for nothing more than your sole comfort alone– even when it’s not possible after what happened. His duties may be done for the day, but his heart feels as if something is still lacking. He misses you. 

You were the light of his life, and he just messes those up further. Claudio even wondered if you still thought of him, as he did with you.

With a frustrated sounding sigh, he brings one of his hands up to rub his forehead to at least alleviate some of his current stress pain. He misses you dearly– plain and simple. He knew he fucked up, and it’s not really by his own favor. 

Claudio genuinely thought that his line of work is quite dangerous for someone like you, especially since you were too involved with him. He has forgotten on how you actually accepted his whole job and lifestyle as the exorcist leader for the Archers of Sirius– highly aware of the tasks that he has to do often, having no complaints. You accepted him for how he truly is.

It’s reassuring, to say the least. But also concerning, since he doesn’t want any potential danger to harm you while you’re not in his sight. Which as a result, he had to push you away, to prevent any of those from happening.

But now, the pain he feels is too much to bear. He needs you back. He wanted to make things right again; he doesn’t care at this point. You mean so much to him, and forever it will stay that way.

It’s quite late at night, as most people by that hour can be assumed to be already asleep, or merely just resting within their own private sanctuary. Claudio left the building not too long ago, wanting to clear his mind before making any proper decisions. No feeling of anxiousness, or even fear creeping up within him, as he had faced even scarier things during his time as an exorcist. But God, he feels pathetic and miserable for wandering around almost aimlessly in the middle of the night.

The lone moon shines overhead; simply looking beautiful as ever, and filled the atmosphere with such serenity, yet it’s just not enough for his preoccupied mind, filled with the mere thoughts of you.

Instead of letting his negative thoughts completely take over, his slate blue eyes wandered over the view of some parts of the city that’s being displayed. The sight alone never fails to amaze him.

But as he still tries to get a grasp of his surroundings, a familiar figure came into his line of vision; noticing how the said person even halted on their tracks so quickly. The expression of disbelief is present, but he wouldn’t even want to blame it on them for that matter.

Has fate decided to play around with them?

Of course, you’ve recognized that familiar tall, dark blue-haired male from somewhere as well– somewhere, which perhaps, better left forgotten. But you couldn’t, since your feelings for him are still one of those that you hold so dearly to yourself.

It looks like the both of you coincidentally had the same idea of going out on this seemingly fine night– you really can’t tell it anymore as much. Claudio was contemplating for a good minute there, thinking if he should openly acknowledge your sole presence, or simply walked toward another direction, but in the end– 

– “(Y/N)?” He begins to call out to your name; his voice sounding soft, yet lowered than usual, as if he was actually hesitant to break the lingering silence that was built between the two of you.

Your mind went blank for a moment there, unsure on what or how to answer him to that. Without thinking much, you tried to walk back towards the direction as to where you previously were from. 

“Wait!” The Italian male instantly cries out to you once more, catching up to your retreating form with ease. To be fair, he doesn’t really know how to deal with the whole situation either, since he never really experiences things like this with anyone else, but you. Only you.

“Can we talk, please..?” So you stopped in your tracks, turning your head to finally face him again, but this time, properly. You couldn’t find it in yourself to ignore him completely when his voice sounded so sincere, just like how he always did when you both are still in a relationship. Never once has he mistreated you, there’s that.

“About what, exactly?”

“Can we find anywhere more private, at least? Just this once– I want you to hear me out.” It’s been a while since you two talked like this, so it feels a little.. Odd. Yet, it gives you a lot of mixed feelings; you couldn’t even tell.

“It’s important.”

You gave it some thought, before eventually sighing with a defeated look. His expression alone makes you feel something, which stirs within you so much. Like, you genuinely feel bad if you chose to ignore or reject his simple request. What if he means it this time? The least you could do is to hear him out, even for this once.

“Fine. Just this once."

"You got any places in mind, or my place instead? Since it’s already quite late.” And why would you even offer your place to begin with? You wouldn't even know.

“Your place,” he replied almost instantly, very well aware of how late it already has been. Claudio wanted to settle everything properly for once, given the current opportunity– or even if it meant that this would be the last time he would be able to see you.

“Lead the way.”

“I’ll follow and watch from behind.”

The dark blue haired male didn’t mean to sound creepy in any way, but rather, his tone has shown the hint of protectiveness underlying within it, even though you both aren’t exactly together anymore. Still one of his admirable traits, but you wouldn’t say it out loud. Even when the two of you started heading towards the said destination, he remains behind with a quite respectable distance, silently feeling as if he has a sense of purpose for the night.

“This better be good.”

“I promise, I’ll make it worth your time.” Claudio reassures to your utterances; his eyes taking in his changing surroundings that begin to fill his senses like no other. But deep down, it’s like a mask he’s trying to put up, feeling the nervousness gradually eating him up internally. The last thing he wanted to do is to mess things up further and you being disappointed by him in a lot of ways.

Once the two of you arrived at where you’re currently residing, you told him to wait for you in the living room as you went to prepare some drinks for the both of you. You don’t even understand how you can be so casual right now– especially when your literal ex was inside your home around this specific hour, but you couldn’t care less. If his intentions were true, that’s the least you could do. You can fight if anything.

His eyes silently followed over your movements from afar, not making any attempts to approach you there or anything akin to it. The momentary stillness within the air definitely helps a bit; trying to remain calm himself.

Not much has changed inside your house either. The photo frames are still in place, and even the small vase with flowers in it looked so fresh; placed just on top of the table nicely. But what caught his attention is the pendant he used to give you in the past– hanging someplace safe, yet visible to those who are observant enough.

The exorcist was surprised that you would even keep that, clearly thought you got rid of it sometime during the breakup.

A nostalgic look flashes over his features, seeing as the remains of his magic somehow works perfectly still within the pendant, yet faint– as if to symbolize loneliness, even somber. It means a lot to him that you didn’t choose to throw it away.

Not too long after, his gaze shifted once again when you returned from the kitchen with the cups in your hands, settling yourself down across from him once you’ve given the cup to him. 

“Alright, speak.”

You didn’t intend to sound so harsh, as it’s the first thought that you literally had at the moment. He didn’t seem to mind as much, clearly understanding as he nodded slightly. “Right.”

“I just– I just wanted to apologize for how I broke up with you so suddenly back then.. And I realized that I never really gave you a clear explanation either.”

Straight to the point, he refuses to waste time any longer, choosing his next words carefully before adding to his previous statement. “You’re always so good to me, and you deserved better. I should’ve respected you more.”

The tension in the air is palpable, yet he tries his best to not let it get through him while letting his words flow out— the words he wanted to speak for so long. 

“But it's something had to do with my job before. I’m sure you’re aware of it already, of how dangerous it truly is.”

You remained quiet during the time he spoke, giving him all the time he needed after he took a sip of the drink you had made earlier. No anger is present, but rather, you let his words sink in.

His slate blue eyes would find your own, letting it stay there as you returned his gaze. Claudio wanted you to understand each of what he has said, of how he meant every word.

“I don’t expect you to forgive me in any way, but for the real reason– to keep it simple, I don’t want to potentially put you into danger; the risk from the last one is quite unpredictable.”

You had this one almost unreadable expression plastered across your face; silently contemplating over his words, while your eyes are skeptically glancing at him. Claudio noticed the look you currently gave him, which leads to him eliciting a quiet sigh.

“I mean it; honest.” He sounded way more genuine and truthful at this point; finding no reason to lie to you after what happened between the both of you. “You know how much I cared about your safety, cara.”

The rather endearing nickname slips past his lips without any second thoughts, yet he makes no attempt to take it back. Just one of his old habits; one that he couldn’t seem to get rid of. His words did reach your ears, but somehow, you got distracted by something else almost entirely.

“.. Have you eaten properly lately?” 

The Italian exorcist was caught off guard by your simple statement, remaining silent for a bit as he feels called out. You noticed, after all. Was it that obvious?

“I don’t know– it’s just been rough for me since, well, that day.” He looks almost too ashamed to admit it outright at this moment, but he knew he had no other choice. “I think I haven’t been able to eat properly as of late..”

Claudio suddenly had the sudden urge to tell you everything right from his mind. About how he always tries to keep himself as busy as he could– up to the point of forgetting his daily meals intake, whether it’s unintentional or not. Yet, he refrained from doing so, keeping it all to himself instead.

The guilt you felt at this moment is becoming too real; your eyes appearing to be filled with certain heaviness, though you managed to gather up your next words without any hints of hesitation whatsoever.

“Wait here, I’m gonna prepare something for you.” Before he could even protest, you've already gone to the kitchen. You wouldn’t dare to say that you’re a good cook much, but you’re willing to regardless. It’s like, the least of your worries at this point.

Claudio was taken aback by your actions, to say the least, but some other part of him feels somehow.. Relieved, in a way. He couldn’t help but to wonder; what’s running through your mind right now, and what made you act that way. Nonetheless, it’s somehow leading for a better progress, by the looks of it. 

It feels good to be able to let everything out from his chest– feeling more better than how he truly feels during the past few weeks.

However, his attention was shifted back to you once he heard a wince-- accompanied by strings of cusses under your breath. You've accidentally cut some tiny part of your finger with a knife while you're just trying to slice something.

The male immediately rushes to your side, feeling worried as ever if anything had gone wrong. His gaze instantly landed on your bloodied finger, letting out a faint sigh of concern. "You alright?"

You get startled by his sudden presence being way too close to you, but you simply brush it off.

"It's just a minor cut; a small mistake. I shouldn't be so careless.." Your voice trailed off near the end of your sentence, looking downwards with a somewhat disappointed expression.

"Let me see it." Claudio held his palm open, motioning for you to give out your hand to him. You didn't have any much choice, so you obliged. He began to take a closer look at one of your injured fingers, helping you clean it a bit, before wrapping the small bandage around it carefully. It looked nothing too serious, much to his relief.

"There, all done. Take it easy, okay? Please be careful, next time."

By the time he finished speaking out those words, he realized that you were no longer staring at your now bandaged finger, but rather, at him. So, he returned the silent gaze, not knowing what to do or say next--

-- that is, until he noticed that your eyes are getting teary this time, averting your gaze away quickly from him in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that." But what is there to apologize for? He already caught sight of it, now feeling a little more saddened by it himself.

"Hey, there's nothing to be sorry for." He replies in a soft tone, retaining his gentle demeanor as he silently urges you into an embrace. "Mistakes happen, after all."

One of his hands begins to rub your back, in hopes of providing you some sort of comfort. Perhaps, you're still having trouble processing the whole events from the night, and it's starting to gradually overwhelm you.

"I'm sorry, I just.." You missed him. By the time you fall into his embrace, he could tell it so well-- especially when you begin to cling onto him ever so slightly, trying to keep yourself steady.

Claudio tightens his hold around you just a little, silently savoring the moment while still rubbing your back in a comforting manner. You did miss him, after all; just like how he did with you.

He wanted to tell you that he still, very much cares and loves you, but the timing doesn't feel right to him. Maybe sometime, when everything is back to normal and alright between you two once more, he'll finally have the courage to say it.

Just for now, he wanted to relish in your presence-- feeling your warmth alone, and even the scent that you possessed to fill his senses so nicely. God, he misses this; he misses you so dearly.

"I'll help with the cooking, okay?" He spoke in an almost hushed tone, brushing some of your strands of hair behind. Claudio is always the better cook between the two of you-- able to whip something up even with limited time. "I'll do the chopping and all of it, you'll just help me around a bit. Don't want to risk any more injuries on your hand."

You nodded slowly while your head is still buried on his chest, smiling ever so slightly when he finally pressed his lips on your forehead.

hope the ending part isn't too rushed bc i think my brain got fried atp /hj

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[luneariaa]

ღ || cigarett. { 𝐈𝐈 }

✰ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : lars alexandersson x reader.

✰ 𝐰. 𝐜. : 1k+

✰ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : continuation to the first part.

✰ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 : was quite unwell as I write this, so there might be mistakes can be found hhh :")

☁︎ : part 1.

. dividers by @/saradika-graphics !! 💫

No, no.. None of this was supposed to happen. 

Everything went downhill in the blink of an eye without you being able to process it all, yet at the same time, you’re one of the fortunate ones to be alive. Half of their lives are gone due to the bomb explosion that has gone off.

Another good news is, Lars is alive as well. But he’s been diagnosed with amnesia. No one, not even the doctors can confirm anything if it’s only for temporary, or even the potential of his memories might come back anytime soon. 

You remembered that day. Your world seemed to spin in endless wonders; eyes wide while your head was resting against the wall nearby, yet with a vacant stare. What’s even going on? Am I going to die?

The whole situation has sent you into a state of shock, still trying to make sense of everything around you. Several completely unharmed army members were the ones who helped you and Lars out of the building, which much to your unspoken gratefulness. 

Everything spiralled out of control, collapsing on your very own eyes. Yet you couldn’t do much about it.

You watched, as most of the other members fell into their own worst fate, leaving your mind into a state of pure chaos, even when fate itself is on your side.

But at what cost?

Your eyes now darted towards him– now inside of the hospital building. But there wasn’t any recognition present within his own gaze. His expression is almost too blank; dumbfounded in a way, even, that you found it unbearable to stare at him for too long because it’s too painful.

There’s nothing much you can do right at this moment, but the feeling of determination within you grows a little more stronger. You wanted him to remember everything; especially on who you truly are, even if you might have to go through a tough process for it.

Bandages are being wrapped around your waist and on some parts of your body, but you didn’t pay much attention to the sensation it's giving you, even keeping them almost entirely covered by your own clothes.

Your presumably tired eyes scanned over the bandages around his head– the same goes for his chest area, to which is partially being covered by the hospital outfit. His deep blue eyes took notice of your current silent observation toward him, simply doing the same.

No hint of recognition crosses over his features at all, but he could somehow sense that you are completely harmless.

“I’m sorry, but who are you?” His sudden question made you stop momentarily in your tracks, keeping yourself composed despite the sudden rush of emotions beginning to try to overwhelm you. A small smile is etched upon your features, perhaps as a way to reassure yourself as well. 

“Ah, you really don’t remember me?” A quiet sigh was what you emitted after those words. You took one of the chairs being provided nearby, sitting next to his hospital bed while telling him your name.

“I’m, well, a pretty close friend of yours.”

He merely watched you for a bit more longer silently, now taking note on how you’ve settled yourself next to him, yet with a respectful distance.

“I’m sorry, but I don’t remember you. My mind feels hazy..” Lars ended his words almost abruptly, perhaps due to the sudden feeling of guilt as he admitted those words. You just brushed it off, knowing all too well that it’s not his fault at all.

“Ah, I won’t force anything,” you merely nodded at him in understanding. “That’s okay.”

Was it, though?

“But you do remember that you worked within the rebel army, right?”

Most of his memories– including being together with you– may be lost or hazy, but that specific info simply sticks with him. “I do.”

“Though, if I may ask..” This causes your attention to be fully on him. “How long have we known each other?”

A completely valid question, to which you casually answered him. “Ah, for years, even I lost count.”

“Could say since our college years or something, I suppose.”

You chuckle to yourself a bit over your own words, before gently grabbing onto his hand; not trying to startle him or anything in the process. Lars admittedly was confused, but he didn’t pull his hand away, much to your luck.

Perhaps, it’s a silent way of telling him on how you’re glad– very glad that he’s actually alive and breathing the same air as you, even though his memories are unlucky in spite of everything.

“Even when you can't remember me, always know that I cherish you.”

The sandy brown-haired male either didn’t dare to break the lingering silence that was beginning to form between you both, or he has no idea on what to reply just yet, so he lets your words sink in. He sees no harm with you anyway, so he lets it be– 

– or maybe, deep down, his soul knows you, but he couldn’t even tell it himself.

So, you keep on hoping every passing minute that there will be any sort of hope for you.

When it’s finally time for him to get discharged from the hospital, you remained by his side; trying your best to do any explanation to several random stuff that you both have passed by– whether it’s the shops you used to hang out together, or even the cafe where you two used to get some lunches almost way too often.

But you know that your efforts for now are futile, knowing he can’t react to most of the things that you expected him to be back then. On the bright side, however, Lars is gradually improving emotionally, appearing even more relaxed with you than how he originally was back when he still had to stay within the hospital.

It’s a good thing that the both of you got some breaks even when it’s only temporary, due to yours and Lars’ current condition.

His curious blue eyes spared a few glances at the nearby stores, as if trying to remember any info out from it without your knowledge. You tilted your head slightly as you gazed at the stores with an interested look instead for absolutely no reason.

You won’t give up on him– that’s your silent promise to him. He never gave up on you back then as your friend, so why should you?

Gently guiding him through some certain stores, you gave a brief explanation for him to somehow understand, especially the places where you guys used to hang out together and whenever you guys are away from missions. It gives you the feeling of familiarity and nostalgia as you did so, but to Lars, they seemed to be completely brand new, as if he’s trying to rediscover the places once more.

The sandy brown-haired male even made a mental note on how he wanted to return to some of the places– with you, of course. 

“And this is some of our old pictures,” you showed him the said photos with such enthusiasm, whether it’s a sweet, silly or even something completely out of context being captured on camera right at that moment.

Lars did try to gain something mentally through the pictures being shown; especially on how happy he looked there with you. But his memories denied any sort of his own attempt.

He wanted to believe that he truly did recognize you in some other ways, along with the other existing ones within the same photos. But he just couldn’t, which led to self-frustration.

Nothing came to mind, as always.

“It’s just so frustrating.”

You somehow knew that he’s beating himself up internally for it– his whole body language showcases it all clearly. So, you did something in hopes of being able to let himself loosen a bit by placing your hand onto his arm, giving it a tender rub. His previously tensed up demeanor immediately relaxes just from your mere actions.

“Don’t be too hard on yourself. These things take time, after all.”

“You’ll remember it soon; I believe in it.” His expression softens as he hears your genuine statement; his blue eyes gazing back at your features as if to silently reassure himself through his inner turmoil.

“I just– I’m just scared, like, what if I ended up forgetting everything forever?” 

He has a valid point, and you wouldn’t lie to yourself that what he just said did scare you at times. But you have to be strong, so you gave him a rather comforting reply.

“If that’s the case, then I would be willing to make some new memories with you, if you’d let me.” The words are exuding with such certainty, and without hesitation in helping for his sake. It feels so nice– warm, even, to hear those words out of your own mouth. 

A small smile made its way to his handsome face, finding your words being quite uplifting and sincere; his free hand now grasping onto your own. 

He looks a bit happier now too.

“I would love that.” And oh, did he notice the small trails of pinkish hue peppering across your cheeks? He looks so- something about him is making you feel things that you shouldn’t even be experiencing because it feels wrong– his current actions just added to it.

But even you can't control on whatever you’re feeling. 

atp plot is almost going nowhere lmao

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