#not to be a simp but i'd do almost anything for her

[echhosworld]

DAY 14 OF DRAWING THE NAMELESS GHOULS UNTIL I CAN GO TO A RITUAL

i am on my knees for this woman

[adventuringblind]

Celebratory Kissing?

Logan Sargeant X Reader X Oscar Piastri

Genre: Fluffy smut

Summary: Oscar gets his first win and celebratory activities ensue.

Warnings: dom/sub dynamics, switch Logan if you squint, subspace for reader and Logan (eventually), SOFT dom Oscar (a simp is what he is), oral (both receiving), fingers, unprotected sex (don't try this at home kids), Praise, oral fixation, marking/biting

Notes: Another request! haven't done a smut in a while. I might be a wee bit rusty...

Side note: I finished this mere hours after I had to put my dog down 😬

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A sprint win is still a win. An argument she is determined to put to an end should Oscar tell her otherwise. This is an achievement and should be recognized as such.

Logan appears in front of her. His body absolutely gleaming with sweat and hair tussled from his helmet. "You look wrecked."

"The good kind I hope." She hands him the water she's holding, and he holds eye contact while trying to drink it. Only to fail miserably and dump it everywhere.

"It's about fifty-fifty. Half like Oscar just ruined you and the other half like you might be sick."

"Jokes on you, I probably am!"

She stares at the McLaren garage where Oscar has been swept off to. "Do you think he'll accept it as a win?"

"Maybe, I'm not sure yet." Logan crosses his arms and follows her gaze. "We could always convince him it's a win." He wiggles his eyebrows. The last part coming out quieter.

"But you two have to race tomorrow!"

"And I'm not suggesting anything crazy, I would like to be able to walk still. That doesn't mean we can't make it good."

She hums thoughtfully at the proposal. "He won't go for it."

"Trust me, he will." Logan takes his hand in hers and swings their arms back and forth. "We've been doing this for almost two years now. I think we can bring it out of him."

"Lo, I swear to god, if you get us in trouble, I will never let you hear the end of it."

~~~~~

She really shouldn't have been so shocked when Logan dragged her back to the hotel promising Oscar a 'surprise' for his victory. The Aussie had given them a questioning look, but just shrugged them off. A quick word about staying hydrated was thrown in there.

Now she's sitting on the edge of the bed, freshly showered and patiently waiting for Logan to tell her what his plan it. He's been digging through Oscar's luggage for the last five minutes mumbling about disorganization.

Finally, he pulls out the tightly wound coil of rope and makes a triumphant 'ah-ha' sound.

"You were looking for rope?"

"Yup!"

"And what are you going to do with said rope? Oscar is the only one with enough patience to manage any kind of Shabari-" Logan shuts her up by starting to tie the rope around her wrist.

"This okay?"

"It would be more okay if you told me what we were doing." She huffs in annoyance.

Logan rolls his eyes dramatically. "Figured I'd put you down first. Get you to that headspace that drives him feral."

She has to suppress the whine that threatens to leave her throat. "What about you?"

"One of us has to be coherent until he gets here. He can do what he wants after that. We just need him to see you first." Logan finishes the rope on her wrists, successfully securing them behind her back. "Not saying I'm not enticing, mind you. I just know how to put you down faster than the other way around."

Which - okay, Logan isn't wrong there. Oscar seems to hit the sweet spot with him where she can't. Not for a lack of trying, she just does not have the tone of voice that send her American partner over the edge. "Well played, Sargeant."

"I thought it was clever." She can't see him, still settled behind her. It doesn't matter. She knows he's smirking; can feel it in the open-mouthed kisses he's placing on her spine. It's ridiculous how much simple touch affects her.

"You slip so easily."

"Shut up."

It doesn't help that she's completely bare. Logan still has his sweats on, which only makes her feel vulnerable.

His hands trace the outline of her curves. They drag against the more sensitive areas with a nimble sort of ease. She lets out a happy sigh in response.

His teeth latch onto her shoulder. He bites and sucks a mark that will definitely be visible tomorrow. Logan's always had an oral fixation. Constantly chewing on the ends of his hoodie strings, chewing on pens and pencils, the sheer number of lollys in the house is ungodly. Oscar has used this to his advantage too many times to count. Zoom meeting at the number one offender.

Logan manages to bite all the way down her arm. He slips himself lower to get a better angle on her hips. Fingers bruise her thighs with an impossibly iron grip that he really doesn't need to have.

He attaches to her neck, spinning her around so face him. Logan slides his wet tongue from her throat to her lips. He shoves his tongue down her throat without warning. Successfully making it so she can't breathe; suffocated but only him. Only Logan and his stupidly nimble tongue exist in this moment.

He lets her breath again, only to push her backward onto the bed. Saliva drips all across her body as his tongue slides downwards.

Logan's is panting against her by the time he's finally in between her legs. "You're terribly wet, baby." He licks everywhere except where she needs him most. "Do you want my tongue? Are you going to be good for me while we wait for Osc?"

"I promise - please Lo, need you."

All sense of coherency leaves the second Logan's tongue starts lapping up her arousal. His hands grip her thigs to keep them spread apart.

Her hands would be in his hair if they could. instead, they grip the sheets underneath her. Anything to keep somewhat present. It doesn't work. Her mind is already swimming while the blonde moans into her core, teeth grazing her clit and driving her to the brink of insanity.

Her legs shake as his tongue slips in and out of her. She chokes out his name, on getting close to the point of no return.

He pulls away. Not fully, just enough to stop contact. Went tongue retreating through glistening lips.

IN the background, the sound of the door unlocking startles them both. Logan frantically strips the rest of his clothes in record time, helps her to the floor and manages to get them both into some kind of waiting position.

"I hope whatever you to are planning involves sleep at some point-" Oscar flicks the lights on and she can feel his eyes burning holes into them. "Please tell me you haven't been like this for the last hour?"

They shake their heads no as Oscar looks them over. He grabs Logan's chin and swipes his tongue across the American's bottom lip. "You taste like her. Tell me what you did."

"Got her ready for you."

"I can see that. She's staring at us with that look in her eyes." Oscar moves to her next, dropping Logan's chin and softly patting her cheek. She keens into his touch, aching for some kind of contact again. "Is this my surprise? A good night with two beautifully obedient partners?" His voice is soft with a hint of a condescending tone.

"Wanted to make sure you know that it's a win." There it is. He has Logan in the palm of his hand, whining and slurring his words.

Oscar looks like he might melt. "I think I've already won everything I need to. I have you two kneeling in front of me. That being said, you've got me worked up and it would be a shame not to take advantage of your wonderful surprise."

Oscar undoes the rope around her wrists and helps them up off their knees and onto the bed. "Nothing hard tonight. I'd hate for you to be sore tomorrow, Lo." He kisses them both. Hands gripping their chins and alternating who's mouth he's exploring.

It's heaven. The place with these two. The fuzzy, floaty feeling in her mind only registers them and their touches.

"You did good with her, Lo. Bet you're ready to go, yeah?"

It's the first time she's actually seen how hard the American is. Oscar strokes him a few times, slowly, thumb swiping away the pre-cum that had leaked out.

Oscar jams two fingers into her without warning. "Wow, you really did get her ready. Was this all your tongue baby?"

A third finger slips in. She's dripping liquid all the way down to his wrist. The pathetic whining sounds she's making are outrageous and should be embarrassing. She's to blissed out to care.

Oscar manhandles them to where he wants. Her body shudders as she accepts Logan's length, straddling over the top of him. "Come on, love. You want to make him feel good, yes?" She'd want to do anything Oscar tells her to, really, but she can't say as much.

Regardless, she rolls her hips and moans at the feeling. Logan's mouth goes slack, and Oscar takes the opportunity to slam his dick into Logan's mouth.

It doesn't take her horribly long to get close again. The skin on skin and roll of hips. The impatience of Logan as he tries to buck his hips upward in time with her.

"Osc, please." He crashes his lips onto hers and moans into her mouth.

He pulls away just a tiny bit and clasps a hand around her throat. "Go ahead, cum for be."

Logan slams up into her a few more times before he finishes. She lets herself fall into the abyss of white-hot pleasure. Brain only focused on one thing.

She can hear Logan coughing as Oscar slams into his throat.

It all ends too fast for her liking, and she looks at Oscar expectantly. Waiting and wanting for more.

Oscar pulls her off Logan and lays her body down on top of him. The Aussie take his time exploring their shivering bodies. The amount of concealer they are going to need tomorrow will be ungodly.

"This doesn't feel like the celebratory kissing I'd hoped for," whines Logan.

"Tell you two what: If I can get second tomorrow then I'll make sure neither of you can walk for a week." Oscar huffs. "Also, I'd appreciate it if we could refrain from calling it celebratory kissing."

"But it's tradition!"

"I feel like we've came a bit farther then just celebratory kisses..."

[iridescentdove]

Dazai, Chuuya, Atsushi & Ranpo w/ Elysia! Reader

Elysia is the Herrscher of Human Ego in Honkai Impact. She is a girl as beautiful as dancing petals, and holds the power which is comparable to a God itself.

Her personality is cheerful and sweet-loving, Elysia cares about her friends and everyone else dearly. She's elegant, unique, and is a person who enjoys everything.

Decay Of Angels Ver. ♡ Port Mafia Ver.

DAZAI OSAMU:

This guy does indeed agree that you are a God, sent from above to bless him with your existence.

He thinks you're the most beautiful girl in existence. And well, technically he's not wrong. He's never seen someone as gorgeous and elegant as you are.

Was definitely a lil surprised at first, let's just say that you sparred against him for fun.

When this dumbass tried to neutralize your "ability" he then realizes you're immune, which makes his ass get beat and loose the match in 0.05 seconds. Everyone's impressed.

"(Y/N)-chan! Step me on me please!" No thanks.

A few had gotten suspicious, and Dazai was simply curious.

By any means, he didn't really think to interrogate you as he knew even he himself was not invincible. But to think someone could go against his own ability?

By the time you revealed your identity and strength to the ADA, let's just say you were forced asked to join them.

You were so kind, literally looking so incapable of being evil. You were a good person, which led them to think you'd be the winning card to their battles.

And funny enough, you were.

Not even seconds later, you had annihilated everyone with nothing else but a simple smile. Dazai fell for you hard the moment you first met, but now?

"You. Me. Bed. Now."

Boom, and your God Form. Your transformation IS PEAK. Dazai is literally deceased.

He's giggling, squealing, curling his toes, twirling his hair.

The way you float up the air, your pretty outfit doing you justice fr makes him feel things yk

You've definitely been so understanding and leading him to the light, being ever so kind and gentle. He's so thankful for it. Maybe he's found something he'd finally live for?

Not even thinking twice, the day came as Dazai slowly goes down on one knee, a beautiful velvet box in hand.

"(Y/N)...will you marry me? No jokes this time!"

He wants to spend his eternity with you.

NAKAHARA CHUUYA:

Man, just looked at this fucking simp– you'd bet he'd have dropped literally everything in the mafia just for you.

And again, he acknowledges your power and how you could probably destroy everything known in existence with not even 10% of your power.

Fyodor shaking in his fugly ass boots

Chuuya is basically in love with you. But thing is, he's never experienced that type of love.

Which is where YOU come in! <3

In a relationship, you'd be the one leading him. And he's following like a cute lost puppy with his mother. Yes, pun intended. But seriously, he's in love with you.

You love everyone. That was understandable as basically the God of Humanity.

However, joining in such bad deeds like the Port Mafia is your boundary. Ironic how you're dating a criminal literally wanted in 30+ countries, but you don't judge anyone! :)

Chuuya had wanted to try fighting against you once, and let's just say he couldn't go to work the next day.

He is in awe of your power. Who's Dazai again lmao

Dude will turn tomato red the moment he sees you in your God Form. You're just so breathtaking it's impossible to remain calm and collected.

He'll attempt to sputter out a compliment, but his flustered self made it harder. You understood though.

When the both of you go out to fight and be hot shit, he'd never fail to be impressed by your power. Then again he's almost not needed because you'd destroy them all–

Best assured, he's found the love of his life. He'd never trade you for anything in the world <3

"(Y/N), i want to be with you for the rest of my life. God or not...i'd still choose you."

NAKAJIMA ATSUSHI:

You probably already saw this coming, but i'll just say it.

You're the one who saves Atsushi's ass everytime. Like it happens way too often that it's not even surprising. It just became a HABIT for you lmao

Everytime he gets stabbed or stepped on by the mafia, you're already annihilating them and healing Atsushi.

He never fails to thank you for it though <3

You're so pretty and strong! As you've probably said it beforehand, you're a God. And does he freak out?

Yes. Absolutely. 100%.

At first, he's trying to deny it and thinking that you're just joking. Like, maybe Dazai rubbed off on you or something! But well...he just ends up accepting it.

Stares at you, almost shitting his pants. But you just tell him not to be afraid so softly while patting his head sjdhshasjw

He's dead in love. Let's say you were actually part of the ADA already for a while now, and wanted to help the humans you protect.

Then one day, you saw poor Atsushi getting kicked out of the orphanage. Yay! Boom, you have a roommate <3

Atsushi was glad to have you around. The protection and kindness of a God? He'd be independent on his own, but he'd never say no to getting helped by you.

Is in love with your God Form. He shyly asks if it's okay for you to transform so he can feel safe in your arms *SOBS*

I love him so fucking much is it obvious

But in all seriousness, he thought you were indeed an angel sent from the heavens. Coming to take and care for him just as he thought he'd have nowhere to go kicked out.

And well, overall would take a hundred bullets for you. This man won't take shit from anyone who insults you.

Atsushi transforming to protect you? YESSHDHDHW

Then honestly, he's not afraid anymore. With the most precious smile in existence – he claims that he cherishes everything you've done for him.

And slowly gives you a soft kiss on lips. All the while internally promising himself he won't ever leave you, just like how you never left him.

EDOGAWA RANPO:

Buckle up and get ready for the most crackhead ass headcanon you've seen in your life.

ANYWAYS SO

This bitch thinks you're pretty asf. Like yes, i'm aware i've said that for the past three characters BUT this man is literally on a whole nother level.

You'll wake up to Ranpo squeezing you tight in his sleep with candy wrappers all over the fucking bed wtf

When you ask him, he'll simply smile and say

"...Your chest is a great cushion!" I'll kill you

Mk but imagine both of ya'll are out on a case and he pulls you into a goddamn candy store, all the while maintaining eye contact as he seductively buys candy.

SEDUCTIVELY. BUYS. CANDY??

Man idfk how he does it but he's just in love. He won't waste a time to proudly show you off to others.

But the moment you begin showing someone else Dazai love this dumb hoe gets all pouty and begins to make his very wonderful, amazing mysterious diabolical plan

He failed.

You giggled at his attempts, but he has the AUDACITY to keep going and act like he did sumn :/

Although you don't have extremely good skills in solving some detective crimes like Ranpo, you're definitely far of a stretch than him in terms of strength and power.

Like ma'am what the fuck?? Did you just? Kill three mafia executives?? IN A ROW?!

Ranpo's too proud to admit but he loves you fr.

In your God Form, you show a lot more of your assets and this bitch...lives for it. You'd never have caught him staring cause this mf has his eyes closed most of the time

What the glasses for

Ranpo would follow you beyond the galaxy and back just to get the morning kiss he didn't receive man tf

DO IT OR HE GETS A BITCH FIT

By the time you've settled down (and stomped on basically every mafia, guild and fyodor's ass to bits), this guy won't even waste any time. He loves you sm.

After taking a stroll during your candy store visit, Ranpo kisses you like it was the end of the world.

Had you always been this beautiful? Obviously, you kept getting even prettier each day. And as he pulls back, Ranpo assures you that you were the best blessing in his life.

So now i'm begging you, marry this bozo pls

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the final Lady Sharpe part 4: something to look forward to

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Part of the 500 Follower Celebration Requested by: @ellooo0ooo

Summary: You and Edith make significant progress on your mission to put Lucille behind bars; Thomas makes a confession before you go to sleep

Pairing: Thomas Sharpe x Reader

Word Count: 3.1k

Warnings: ghosts; a lil bit of steam [let me know if I missed anything!]

Things to be aware of: Reader & Thomas are married; more pining; simp Thomas

The ink had dried enough on the final document you were working on duplicating for tonight that you could group them together and place the original papers back in Lucille's hiding place. Tomorrow morning if ever she were to check on them, she would be none the wiser of what had been transpiring over the last two weeks. You repeatedly clenched and unclenched your fingers, trying to get some feeling back into them after writing with barely a pause for break over the last few hours.

"Tomorrow we'll be done with all the documents," you whispered into the silence, feeling Edith's presence nearby as you made your way to Thomas' workshop. "I'll need you to show me where the phonograph cylinders are hidden, and if you know which one has Lucille's demented confession…"

"I'll show you the way," she confirmed. "And I'll make sure that none of the more…how do I put this…bloodthirsty spirits don't touch you. They tend to be a bit overly protective of their turf."

"The what?" You froze in place at her mention of bloodthirsty spirits. You had enough of a fright when you'd first "met" her and Enola, you might not survive encountering their less agreeable companions. The feel of someone nudging you from behind had you moving down the corridor again.

"Don't you worry about them, Y/N. I'll do my part to keep them away, explain to them that you're our friend, and you'll put an end to Lucille's lifelong murder spree. It might take time for them to fully understand, but they will."

Once you crossed the threshold to Thomas' workshop, you heard the exaggerated groan that belonged to your fleeting husband. Checking the candle in your hand, there was only about a thumb's worth left.

"Right on schedule," Edith remarked before you felt a nudging sensation on your shoulder. "You know he must really care for you if he's willing to endure being with her for the sake of your safety. Before she made him go back out into the city to find a new wife--well, a new victim, he looked gaunt. Almost like he found his life grotesque. Then he came back here with you and…there was color in his face again. Like he's allowed himself to live while he wooed and married you. There's a happiness in him when he's with you that I only ever saw glimpses of back when I was--"

Her words fell dead, but you had a feeling you knew what the sentiment was. Back when I was alive. Back when I was his wife.

"Why Miss Edith Cushing, if I didn't know any better, I'd think you were playing matchmaker with your ex-husband and his current charlatan of a wife," you mumbled, trying not to look to deeply into her words, her testimony of Thomas' time before you. You were already having enough trouble keeping your affections for him at bay whenever he engaged in your routine of a kiss to cap off the night, marking yet another rung on the progression ladder. Lucille's incarceration becoming ever closer.

You decided to hide the duplicated papers in between the pages of his sketchbook, thinking the chances were slim that Lucille would look into them since he only kept concept art of the toys he wished to work on within it. Flipping through the pages to evenly distribute the additional papers, you found a set of sketches that had absolutely nothing to do with toy designs.

The last few pages that he'd worked on in the journal were filled with sketches of you. Some depicted you asleep, others as if the image he had in mind was of you next to him at the dining table. And a full page that showed the bedroom you shared with the baronet, you perched on the edge, a light wash of orange painted on the page, like the scene was illuminated by firelight.

That was the day you arrived at Allerdale Hall. The fleeting moments of desirous bliss you had before reality came crashing down on you.

"You say this marriage is all an act for you both now, but it doesn't look that way. Not from where I'm standing…well, floating." Both of you shared a chuckle before she posed a question at you. "Y/N something I noticed at night when he makes his way back to you…there's an excitement in him, as if he can't move fast enough."

"I--I didn't know about that part," you answered her in hushed tones as you made your way to your shared bedroom, maneuvering the barely moonlit halls with what little candlelight remained. "I usually try not to look at him before we sleep. I fail, of course, but I make the effort. Granting his request for a kiss after he washes the night off of him was already a miscalculation on my part--"

"Completely understandable miscalculation," she quipped, managing to quietly open the bedroom door wide open. "Far too handsome for me to even think of knowing any better back then."

"My thoughts exactly," you mumbled, stepping into the bedroom and disposing of the used candlewax before stretching and allowing yourself to relax from the night's clandestine activities. "Goodnight, Edith."

"I'll talk to the spirits inhabiting the corridor where the cylinders are hidden," she offered, a faint whispering joining her once again before you heard her echoing chuckle. "It seems your husband's rushing to make his way to you. You still have quite the night ahead. Goodnight, my friend."

You could feel the fatigue setting in as you let the tub fill for Thomas' bath before putting away your tools and your blades, mentally preparing yourself for another night of insufficient sleep. Just as you had for the better part of the last two weeks.

Right as you made your way back to your side of the bed and shook your hair loose from your bun, Thomas walked through the open door. You gave him a small smile. "I should be done with the documents tomorrow, Edith and I will work on transcribing the recording cylinders that can lead the case more to Lucille than you two days from now at the latest."

"That's wonderful news, darling," he beamed at you, running his gaze over you briefly before walking toward the bathroom. "I shall see you in a few moments," he told you, his voice echoing across the tiles. A few seconds later the sound of the water sloshing and a sinfully satisfied groan filled the room as he sat into the tub. "You truly are a godsend, my wife. Thank you."

You did your best to ignore the fluttering in your stomach hearing him call you that. You wouldn't hear it for much longer with the progress you were making. "You're welcome," you answered back, fighting back your own sounds of relief once your back hit the bed and you allowed yourself to finally relax for the night.

The cumulative efforts of the last dozen or so days seem to have finally taken its toll on you, your eyes fluttering shut as soon as your head hit the pillow. You hadn't been able to hear the sound of Thomas padding his feet on the floor and back to you, or his little gasp as he saw you in your slumbering state.

"No…" he sighed, climbing into bed with you. "Y/N, darling, please tell me you haven't completely fallen asleep yet," he said softly, brushing your hair away from your face.

"Hmm?" You leaned in to his touch, feeling a strange sense of comfort when your cheek rubbed against his slightly calloused hand. "'M awake…" you mumbled, slowly opening your eyes. He gave you a tender smile when your eyes met his, and you couldn't help but return it.

It was only in these moments just before you both went to sleep, your parts in this perilous operation done for the night, that you could allow yourself to almost feel as if you were a normal married couple. Just laying in bed together before going to sleep, sharing a quick goodnight kiss before he pulled you into his arms, cradling you against his chest.

Perhaps even indulge yourself, even for a moment, in the dangerous truth that once this was all over, you would miss these fleeting moments of peace with him. You'd miss how he held you through the night and how you'd wake up wrapped in his arms. How in the last few days he would greet you in the morning with a soft kiss to your nose before you both made your way out of bed and stepped out of your room.

You would miss him when all this was over. When you'd both signed the divorce papers and went on your separate ways, and you were back in your apartment in the city, going to bed alone, you would miss him.

He leaned in and pressed his lips to yours, a small sound coming from the back of his throat as he sighed into the kiss, almost as if he was relieved. "This is the only thing getting me through the nights," he said solemnly, settling more comfortably into the bed as he kept kissing you. "Knowing that this was what awaited me when I get back."

Instead of your usual night routine of a few kisses and he would pull you into his arms, both of you falling asleep to the sound of the other's breath evening out, he moved his body closer, kissing his way to your neck, his hand traveling down the side of your body until it settled at your waist. His lips began to trace along the neckline of your nightgown, the contented hums against your skin combined with the feel of his lips on you had you struggling for breath. "Thomas--"

"It should be you," he whimpered, his exhales warming your skin. "I should be spending my night with you. Laying with you." He kept on kissing along your neckline, his other hand pulling along the string that exposed your décolletage and he immediately pressed his lips to your chest, above your heart. "You're my wife, I should be with you."

He kissed his way back to your lips, your shock from his confession letting his tongue slip past your lips and tangle with your own. It was like flames licked all along your body at the contact, both of you moaning into each other's mouths as your fingers weaved into his onyx curls.

"Thomas, wait--" you tried to say, placing your hands on his chest in a paltry attempt to get him to pause for a moment, failing to fight against your eyes fluttering closed and your entire body melting under him the moment his tongue delicately ran along the roof of your mouth.

"I want to lay with you," he said once he pulled away, looking at you with those wide pleading eyes that likened him to a pup asking for a treat. "May I?"

For the love of all things good in this world say yes, you hissed at yourself. You struggled to breathe properly, fighting against every instinct to give in as he repeatedly whispered "please" into your skin. Trying to not let the curiosity and desire consume you and see how far your husband was willing to go.

This was the fantasy you wanted to lose yourself in, where by some miracle when all this was over and you both made it out alive, that you'd found something with each other that neither of you wanted to lose. That after all this perhaps you could have a life together, preferably far away from Allerdale Hall and the figurative and literal ghosts that roam the corridors.

The fantasy that perhaps when you were both safe from Lucille and she was serving her time behind bars, locked away where she couldn't harm anyone anymore, that Thomas might not want to sign the divorce papers. Because maybe he was falling in love, too.

"We've come so far already, we can't afford to lose focus now," you answered him, your voice coming out so small it was like the words all but refused to get through the lump in your throat. "Once all this is done, and we're free of her, you'll be free to do whatever you please…with whomever you please."

The last part left a bitter taste in your mouth, like it physically pained you to say the words.

"You're right," he sighed, leaning away enough so that he could look at you. The expression on his face was akin to that of a wounded pup, making the guilt and regret from your decision overwhelm your system. "Of course." He moved over to his side of the bed, taking a breath before hesitantly touching his fingers to yours. "May I still hold you?"

You didn't think twice, moving over to him and settling into his arms. "Yes, of course." The words refused to be spoken, but you'd found a strange comfort in his embrace. That despite the very real danger you both found yourselves in, and the looming dire consequences of Lucille and the business end of her cleaver if you made so much as one misstep on this perilous endeavor of yours, you felt almost a safety in his warm embrace.

And while no one would ever be able to get you to admit it, it made getting up out of bed in the mornings near impossible. You didn't want to leave him. You wanted him all to yourself.

All the more reason why you needed to be done with this and go your separate ways. You should never be so selfish as to beg him to stay with you and deny him yet another freedom. So much had already been stolen from him.

He brushed a lock of your hair away from your face before asking softly, "How long do you reckon before Scotland Yard comes here after you send the papers?"

"Not long," you answered him, your words full of confidence in your peers. "I'll include a summary of my findings to help them through the papers I've sent them, process them faster. I'll also try and emphasize the urgency of our situation, that we're currently living in a manor with a woman that has the intention and means, not to mention the stomach, to kill me. That we have very good reason to believe our lives are in imminent danger. Should get them moving pretty quick."

"And what are we to do until they arrive?" You could feel him tensing as he anticipated your response.

Bile flooded your stomach from what you had to tell him. "We keep routine." His beautiful face looked so pained as you said the words. "She has to believe that there's nothing wrong, that everything's going to plan. If she gets even the slightest whiff that we're up to something and she kills me. Maybe even you if she finds out that you helped."

He took a shuddering breath, pulling you closer against him so he could press a kiss to your forehead. "Let's hope they move quickly then," he mumbled against you, pressing more kisses on the same spot as he took calming breaths. "I can barely stomach any more of it." His breath hitched at his words, his tone rife with shame.

"I'm sorry," you whispered, placing your hand on his chest, feeling his pulse sprinting like a madman. "This burden shouldn't be on you. Never should have been. She's stolen so much from you…" Your sentiment caught in the back of your throat as you did your damnedest to fight back tears. "I'll do my best to make sure she doesn't steal any more of your life away."

"What if she figures out what we've been up to? Or if she gets impatient and realizes there's no money coming after all this time?"

It took you a moment before you could answer, the implication hanging over you both now like the Sword of Damocles. "Then Scotland Yard will arrive here to a corpse. Either mine or hers."

Tears welled in his eyes as he pulled you closer, pressing a tender kiss to your lips. "I won't let her hurt you, I swear it." He stole a few more kisses from you before he cradled your head against his chest. "You should sleep, I can feel how tired you are."

"Exhausted," you confessed, settling into his embrace, the comfort from his hold blanketing over you as your cheek rubbed against the soft hairs on his chest. "Goodnight, husband."

You couldn't resist calling him that. In a few short weeks you'd never be able to again.

He pressed his lips to the top of your head, stroking your hair before he whispered, "Goodnight, my darling wife."

As the minutes passed, and the only sounds that filled the bedroom were your breathing and the crackling of the fireplace, Thomas found himself unable to succumb to sleep just yet. He was still riddled with so many questions that he couldn't bring himself to ask you quite yet.

What if by some freak accident of a chance, Lucille comes across one of your colleagues when she runs her errands in the city and they were to mention who you were, and what you did before you married him? What if now that she was armed with this new information, she deemed you too much of a threat and decided to do away with you like she'd done with so many other innocent women?

What if she decided to make it even worse, and ordered him to kill you instead? Spout some nonsensical notion that he needed to get his hands dirty this time around so she could see if he still had the stomach for it?

He knew he wouldn't be able to hurt you, that he would be completely unwilling to. But would he be able to protect you against Lucille?

And the question that had him looking upon the coming weeks with a mix of dread and hope, all depending on how you would react if he were to even muster up the courage to say the words: What if you stayed together after this fleeting partnership of yours? What if you were open to exploring what a life together would truly be like? Move away from Allerdale Hall and find a place in the city?

"What if I begged you not to leave me?" he whispered into the empty silence, stroking the backs of his fingers along your cheek. "What if I've fallen in love with my wife, and I want to turn our marriage into something real?"

A/N: *popping out my head from my writing hidey hole* Well hi there! Been a long while since I updated this story, but I can promise you now…I didn't abandon it 🫡 And we're picking up with our precious meow meow baronet big tiddy goth husband really showing his hand here that he's catching feelings 🥹

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Different I Love You

(I heard the rumors, Gojo Simps. So here's some happiness.)

Gojo Satoru x Black Fem Reader Fluff

DomesticAU, Drabble

TW: None

"I'm baack~!"

 Silence. I pout a little as I lock the door behind me and walk into the kitchen area.

"Baby girl?" I put down the paper bag on the counter, "Your favorite boy is home~!"

 The continuous silence made me frown before walking upstairs. I open our bedroom door to see (Y/n) fast asleep with her arms wrapped around my pillow on my side of the bed. Aww, and she swears she hates me. I'd let her sleep but I don't wanna. I tiptoe to the bed, lean over and vigorously shake her awake until she yells at me.

"Hi~ Miss me?"

 She threw my pillow at my face and groans when it hits the infinity around me. I laugh, tossing it back on the bed and sitting on the bed to spoon her into me feeling her skin heat up my cool body, leaving her with goosebumps and a slight shiver. I pepper her neck and right cheek with light kisses before squeezing her tightly to my body.

"It's wild how even when you're annoying as hell I manage to miss you anyway." She mumbles groggily, "What the hell are you even doing here, I thought you were gonna be in Japan for a couple more days."

"You know who you're talking to? Of course I handled a couple curses in less than two weeks."

"Itadori and Megumi helped didn't they?"

"Maybe...but-they-didn't-have-to!"

"Uh huh. What about that time when--"

  I attacked her face and forehead with kisses to shush her from saying anymore nonsense until she finally pushed me away.

"Come back here." I chuckle before cutting it off with a gasp, "Oh wait! I bought you something!"

"Really?! From Japan?"

"No from Italy, yes Japan! Let's go!"

"Is that why you woke me up?"

"Yes, cuz it can't wait! C'mon."

 I throw her over my shoulder, listening to her ramble about being tired and how badly she doesn't wanna move. Like I wasn't the one moving her, she'll be fine. She'll be even better when I show her what I got! Once in the kitchen, I gently place (Y/n) on her feet.

"Boom! Open it!"

 She looked between me and the brown paper bag and I nodded with a wide smile, assuring her it wasn't one of my pranks. She squints.

"It's not! Would I do that to you as soon as I got back?"

"Yes, absolutely."

"Babe, just loook~"

 She sucks her teeth and looks inside the bag before turning back at me with her jaw dropped and her eyes wide. She quickly pulled out the 2 of the three containers of ice cream mochi in each hand with a bright smile. 

"Aww...Satoru...."

"I got them in the airport in Japan. And before you say anything, it's two containers of strawberry and a case of cookies and cream."

"Aw, Toru~ This is so sweet."

"I accept my payment in kisses, so go ahead."

"I cannot believe you woke me up for this."

"It woulda melted!"

"It should be melted, you got it before getting on a 14 hour flight! An besides we have a freezer."

"It was important! Just try some!"

"It's all goopy, lemme freeze it for a minute."

"(Y/n), please! I never ask you for anything!"

"That's cap."

"JUST TRY SOME!"

 She quickly opens the small tub of ice cream and happily bites into one of the strawberry-flavored mochi. She hums in content while I clapped like a kid.

"It's melted!"

"But is it good?"

She rolls her eyes at me with a chuckle, "It is good." She puts both the tubs into our freezer. "How much was this anyway? I hope it wasn't too much."

"It's fine, it was about 2500 yen."

"What, 2500?! Wait, how much is that?"

"Relax it's about 25 dollars here. It's not that much."

"Oh good, I almost felt the need to pay you back."

"I mean, I haven't gotten my payment yet."

"Ohh, right. You mean this?"

 She grabbed my shirt and made me bend down for a tender kiss from her. Our lips were cold from the ice cream but the kiss itself warmed my soul after such a long time away from her. Before I knew she pulled away with a smile but I wasn't done.

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Ella holding baby Narfi for the first time & it is just so cute & she wants to protect him forever

Princess Meets Prince

☆ The Baby Fever AU ☆

Loki x Y/N feat. Ella and Narfi

Summary: It's finally time for Ella to meet her baby brother.

Warnings: none, I'd say... This is pure fluff!

Word Count: 1,3k

a/n: I love this so much. 🥰 Thanks for sending this request in @aagn360 ! Hope you love it, too! ☺️🧡

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Ella wiggled around on the sofa; nervously and full of anticipation - much to Thor's amusement. The God of Thunder couldn't help but to smile, as he watched his niece being so happy. She was so bubbly and antsy, that each cute raven curl on top her head bobbed wildly with every wiggle.

"Uncle Thor, when are they finally here?" The blonde man chuckled, shrugging his muscular shoulders. "I unfortunately don't know, tiny mischief. When I talked to your daddy, he said they just left the hospital." The little girl pouted. "But uncle Thor..." She almost whined, as if the God of Thunder was able to do anything about it. "I want to meet him now." Thor placed his way too big hand on Ella's small shoulder. "I know, Ella, but-" Just before he could finish his sentence, the sound of a key turning in a lock echoed quietly through the rooms. Ella's eyes immediately widened; shining with pure, honest happiness. "They are here! They are here!" She squealed and jumped excitedly down the sofa, before storming out of the living room and down the hallway. Thor just giggled, shaking his head.

Loki stepped through the door - and immediately got greeted by the whirlwind his daughter was. "Daddy! Daddy!" His head snapped up; seeing Ella running as fast as lightning towards him. He smiled, put the bags on the floor and squatted down; ready to catch his little mini-me - what he did, of course. Ella literally jumped into his arms, almost causing Loki to lose his balance. Well, Ella wasn't a toddler anymore and therefore just bigger and heavier. "Hey, princess." He cuddled her; wrapped her up in big daddy bear hug.

"Are you ready to meet your little brother, sweet girl?" Ella nodded quickly; jumping up and down. "Yes, yes, yes!" Loki chuckled softly at his daughter's enthusiasm; tucking a few untamed curls behind her ears. "Alright. Be a good princess and wait on the sofa with uncle Thor, yes? I'll help your mama and then you can meet him, okay?" "Uh.Huh. Okay, daddy." Loki nodded with a smile and smooched her cheek, causing her to giggle.

While Ella hopped back to the living room, Loki went back down on the yard, in order to help you. You were still a bit weak and exhausted from the birth. So, being the caring husband Loki was, he helped you out of the car. "Thanks, Lokes." You took his hand, smiling. "Of course, darling." He pressed a soft kiss on your lips; then reached for the handle of the baby seat, in which tiny Narfi laid, wrapped up in a soft blanket, sleeping tightly. "Let's take you home, little prince, shall we? Your big sister can't wait to meet you."

For the second time opened Loki the door to yours and his apartment; and closing it gently behind the three of you. He put Narfi slowly on the ground again, before helping you out of your jacket - and shoes. The God bend down, got on one knee and untied your shoelaces. "You don't have to do that, babe... I can do it myself." Loki shook his head. "I insist, my queen. You carried our son for months and gave birth mere three days ago, so... Let me take care of you. " Your heart did a somersault at his words and the loving smile he gave you. Tender blue eyes meeting yours. You shook your head, smoothing your hand through his luscious raven curls. "How I got so lucky to have you, I'll never know..." Loki caught your hand and brought it to his lips, breathing a soft kiss on your knuckles. "That is a question I ask myself every day, love." That send your emotions skyrocketing. "Oh gods, Lokes, stop. You're making me cry." The God chuckled and stood up again, cupping your cheeks with both his big hands. But before he was able to kiss you, the voice of your daughter echoed down the hallway again.

"Mommy?" She whisper-yelled, standing in the doorway of the living room, peeking around the corner. Your eyes lowered to meet hers, causing the tears which already gathered in your eyes to fall. You hadn't seen Ella in three, almost four days and had missed the little girl terribly. Just like Ella had missed you. "My baby girl," you almost sobbed, making quick steps over to her and immediately pulled her in a big hug. "Hiii, sweetie. I missed you so much." Ella snuggled against you. "Missed you, too, mommy." You inhaled her scent, buried your head in her hair and peppered her face with kisses. Loki just watched with a smile on his face and the baby seat in his hand. "Do you want to meet your baby brother now?" You asked then, looking at Ella. "Yes, please, mommy." You nodded towards Loki and Narfi. "Go, say hi then." Ella smiled one of the biggest smiles you had ever seen, as she tiptoed excitedly over to her dad and brother. Loki squatted down beside Narfi, waiting for Ella to approach. "Princess, meet your baby brother." The little girl's eyes widened, when she saw her baby brother for the first time - the sibling she had waited for such a long time. "He's blue, daddy!" Clear amazement was swinging in her voice. Loki nodded. "Mhm, just like you when you were born." She sat down in front of the baby seat, eyes glued to Narfi. "Can he shapeshift like me and you?" "I don't know yet, Ella. We'll see." Loki smiled down at his two babies.

"Hi Narfi..." Ella cooed, grinning like a Cheshire cat. "I am your big sister." Narfi was still asleep, though his tiny face contorted, before he sighed and gripped onto Ella's hand. "Aww," the girl giggled. "Can I hold him, daddy?" Loki nodded. "Of course. Let's sit on the sofa for that, huh?" "Okay!" She squealed and jumped back up on her feet, running excitedly back into the living room, past you and her uncle. Loki followed her, just like you and Thor.

"Can I...?" Big, blue eyes travelled from Narfi to Loki and back. "Of course, sweet girl." Carefully, Ella reached out her small hand to touch the even smaller hand of her brother. A little, but audible gasp left the little girl's lips; totally fascinated.

Standing in the doorway of the living room, you and Thor - who had joined the joyful family reunion, watched the sweet scenes unfolding in front of you with broad smiles on your lips.

Ella didn't want to let go of her brother, just cuddling him closer. She didn't even let him go to say goodbye to her uncle... "I love him so much! Thank you, mommy and daddy." She leaned down and placed a sloppy kiss on his tiny cheek. "I promise I am going to protect you forever," she whispered, but not quiet enough for you and Loki to not understand. Yours and Loki's heart melted; threatening to burst with all the love. You could see it in your husband's eyes.

The little girl jumped on the sofa, kicking her feet giddily, while Loki lifted Narfi carefully out of the confines of the baby seat and sat down beside his daughter. "Ready, princess?" "Uh.Huh!" "Okay, so... I'm going to place him on your lap and you need to make sure that you support his head, okay sweetie?" "Okay! And how, daddy?" Loki shifted Narfi, placed him on Ella's lap, "Just put your arm underneath his head." and guided her hand. "Like that?" "Yes, exactly like that. Well done, princess. Look, you're holding your brother!" Ella giggled excitedly, holding Narfi tightly and making sure that he doesn't fall. You and Thor joined them, sitting down on the sofa as well. "You're doing great, Ella," you said, smiling brightly. Seeing your daughter holding her baby brother caused your ovaries to scream. It was a picture to die for.

"He's so cute and soft and cuddly." Ella stated, leaving you, Loki and Thor cackling.

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Hiii how are you? May I request a kakucho x y/n fic where her brother joins tenjiku and she came along with him at one meeting and she meets the gang. Kaku falling for her the second he saw her but everyone else simping for her as well because she is really beautiful and can fight reallyyy well. So kaku has competition but that doesn’t stop him from going after her with a little help from izana🥰

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ00. 𝗦𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔𝗕𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗛𝗘𝗥

🔔 summary ;; love at first sight was just a fairytale to kakucho. He certainly wasn't expecting to ever experience it , until he met the sister of his fellow gang member. As soon as they locked eyes with each other, he knew she was the one for him.

🔔 cw ;; [ fighting ] [ swearing] [ kakucho being a idiot ] [ love at first sight ] [ fluff with touch of angst ] [ wingman izana ] [ female reader ] [ she/her pronouns used ] [ not proofread]

🔔 taglist ;; comment below if you want to be added to my tr taglist when I post them!

There was no secret your brother was in a gang. Time and time again, you'd find him coming home late at night , new injuries popping up here and there.

He would come home in a uniform, a red one with a yin yang symbol on the back that read 'tenjiku'.

It was only a matter of time before you grew restless, after having your brother ignore your questions and the constant bugging of tagging along with him.

He knew you could take care of yourself. Hell , you could beat him up if you wanted to, so really, why was there a reason for you not to go?

"Fine," b/n (brother name) spoke, crossing his arms. "You can come along with me to the gang meeting."

You shot up, surprise and excitement written all over your features. There was something about meeting a gang that was both nerve-wracking and awesome at the same time.

"About damn time bro. Any moment longer and I'd just have snuck into it without you."

A joke. Well , partially.

The look b/n gave you made you smile.

"Look. I'll take you on this meeting and let you meet the rest of them only if you behave."

A raised eyebrow is what you gave him. You didn't know what he meant by that. You were well behaved most of the time.

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean," He stated. "No beating the hell out of people. If someone's looking for a fight, don't engage okay?"

You almost rolled your eyes at him. Sure, no fighting for you. You didn't really like fighting, but were damn good at it.

Your brother however, wasn't the best when it came down to it, which is why you were really good. Nonetheless, you'd try your best to stay out of fights.

"Okay."

So he took you along to the next meeting. Your courage that you've been building up crumbled upon seeing how many guys were there, all dressed in red uniforms.

You looked dead-ass out of place with your outfit. Though you were anxious as hell being around tons of guys in a gang, you refused to let it show on your face, keeping it unbothered and bored.

"Yo, b/n! Why'd you bring a girl to the meeting?" One of the men asked, approaching you and b/n. You glanced at him, taking note of how tall he was. He was a head taller than you.

What got you staring though , was how pretty he was. You didn't say anything, too busy staring at the handsome man. His head was shaved, his hair black.

There was a scar running from the left side of his face from his chin, all the way curving up to the right side of his head.

It must have been painful to heal from what it seemed. His eyes were mismatched, one being dark while the other was grey, almost white. You deduced he was partially, if not totally blind in that eye because of the scar.

Unknowingly, your face grew warm.

"This is my sister Y/n. She's just tagging along because she wanted to. It's a one time thing."

Another man , one your b/n didn't introduce you to, walked up and grabbed your wrist, bringing you out of your trance from staring at the other man.

He was anything but friendly, and it seemed like he didn't know what personal space was.

"She's a pretty one. You seeing anyone sweetheart?" He asked. Now you rolled your eyes. You didn't have time for a guy to try and hit on you.

"Yeah anyone but you. Let go of my wrist."

The man laughed half-heartedly, his grip tightening. He didn't like what you had just said to him apparently.

"Disrespectful huh? We'll see how far it gets you little girl."

Well b/n, looks like I'll have to break that promise. It's self defense.

"I said let go. That was me asking nicely but clearly you're too dumb to understand so I'll do it my way."

You yanked your arm back quickly, bringing the man tripping forward. Without thinking twice, your leg swung out and slammed into his leading one from behind, bringing the man straight to the ground with the help of your shoulder.

He fell with a very loud and painful thud, his hand finally letting go of your wrist, which was now turning red from how tight he had it.

You should have known he'd get back up quickly, being used to getting into fights with other people.

What really bothered you however, was the way no one was helping you. They were just standing around, b/n included. You knew he knew you could take this guy on that's why he wasn't helping.

The guy raced forward, throwing a fast hook punch towards your head. Had it not been for your quick reflexes, you would have gotten hit by it, seeing the guy was fast.

You blocked it with your arms, grabbed his sleeve and yanked him forward slamming your head against his.

The force was enough to knock him back, which gave you enough time to throw your left leg out in a high roundhouse kick straight to his face.

There was no getting up from that. The hit he had taken from the headbutt and your foot was enough to leave him out cold.

You ignored the way everyone's eyes widened significantly, and the drops of their mouths as you recovered from the fight, straightening your clothes.

Turning to your b/n's gang member, you smiled and held out your hand. "Sorry for the distraction. The name's Y/n L/n. Who might you be?"

The boy didn't take your hand for a moment, too busy staring at you with an unread emotion.

He too, had found you to be really pretty, his breath already taken away from your mere presence.

Seeing you take down a guy with no effort however, made his heart stir in his chest. You were good at fighting too, a skill he was already enraptured with.

His brain short circuited for a moment, but when it was finally working again, he didn't hesitate to grab your hand, a little too eagerly and shook it.

"Kakucho Hitto." It was dark, but you could see him blushing furiously. It made you smile.

That was how your first meeting with Tenjiku went. Shortly after knocking the man out and talking to Kakucho, the leader , Izana, told you that you had taken out one of the strongest men in the gang. He was impressed by your skill, and like Kakucho, was in awe.

He encouraged you to tag along whenever you could, wanting to put your fighting skills to the test.

Safe to say, you had passed every one he'd given you. If it wasn't for your brother being super protective, Izana would have let you join the gang.

You mainly tagged along to meetings to see Kakucho again and to talk to him.

There was just something about him that drew you to him, like a moth to a flame. There was so much to unpack with him, so much mystery.

Unexpectedly, he was also a gentleman. Every time you talked with him , he'd smile and be super sweet with you.

There were more times than not where you found yourself laughing to his jokes and the little stories he told you about Izana (though he made you swear you'd never tell anyone else or Izana).

You enjoyed his company, and found him attractive. You were starting to really like him.

It was almost humorous to b/n about how oblivious you were to everyone else's attempts to flirt with you.

Your little fanclub among the gang grew shortly after you knocked one of the guys out cold.

They liked women who fought apparently. You did take notice of how much attention you were getting from everyone else, but figured it was nothing.

Kakucho however knew. He knew there were other guys that were eyeing you, wanting to get with you. He also knew that they were better looking and more outgoing than he was.

The realization of this made him feel like he had competition for you. Compared to some of the guys, he was nothing and that hurt. He was starting to like you too, not just for your skills but for your personality.

More times than not, he would catch himself watching you, smiling unconsciously at every little thing you did. It was endearing to him.

Safe to say, he developed a schoolboy crush on you, but so did some other guys. He was sure that you would find someone else to spend time with, and his opportunity would be gone.

"You're so pathetic."

Izana's words resonated with Kakucho. He hadn't heard the leader even approach him, too wrapped up in watching you to notice. His statement however, caught his attention.

"What are you talking about?"

Izana rolled his eyes , turning to stare at the boy.

"Clearly you feel something for her yet you're not asking her out. It's painful watching you stare at her like she hung the moon the sky for you. Just ask the damn girl out already."

He wanted to. God he wanted to, but his insecurities and the competition that was knowingly piling up made him falter in going through with the action.

What if he wasn't good enough? What if this was temporary and she moved on because he was boring? There were so many what ifs that he didn't want to know, fearing the worst happening.

"I can't."

Izana sighed. His best friend could be an idiot sometimes, but this takes the cake.

It was annoying to the leader , watching Kaku crush on the girl but having no confidence in asking her out. It was so bad, he had to intervene.

"Yes you can. Just ask her to have lunch with you or something. You need to step up your game Kakucho now before you lose her. Y'know the younger Haitani has taking a liking to her yes?"

Kakucho had a suspicion he did. Rindou didn't really take an interest in no one, so seeing that you've captured his attention, it was bad.

"Ask her out before it's too late. You're gonna regret not doing so."

That was all Izana said to the other before leaving him alone, letting him deal with his own dilemma and thoughts.

Izana was right. He needed to make a move and stop hopelessly pining for her at a distance.

Rindou was his biggest competition now. He just had to ask you out before the Haitani brother did.

Now was the perfect opportunity for him. You were approaching him with that smile of yours, your eyes lighting up upon seeing him.

He could already get a whiff of that lovely perfume you wear that he's come to enjoy.

"Hey Kaku. What did Izana want?"

He blinked languidly at her, his mind taking a second to process his words. The boy just shook his head and smiled warmly.

"Nothing, just giving me some advice."

You raised an eyebrow. "Advice on what? I'm sure that whatever it is, you don't need advice when you're-"

He tuned you out for a bit, just admiring the way your eyebrows scrunched up, and the way your lips were a nice shade that moved with elegance. His mouth wasn't connected to his brain.

"Will you go out with me?"

he had said it so fast, throwing it out there at random that it made you stop speaking, instead staring at him in shock.

Silence had passed, you processing his words while Kakucho grew more anxious and red in the face.

Did he just ask me out?

Instantly, the boy was regretting it, seeing the silence stretch on. Perhaps you didn't feel the same way after all.

Scratching his head, he quickly tried to find a way to cover it up.

"I-I mean you don't have to, it doesn't have to be like that I just thought-"

"Kakucho," You spoke, putting a pause in his flustered rambling. The boy stopped speaking and stared at you nervously, his beautiful cheeks growing warm.

He looked absolutely adorable right now, waiting impatiently for what you were going to say. Your heart sped up in your chest, confirming your feelings.

"Of course I'll go out with you. How about this afternoon at the cafe around 3 pm? Then maybe we can walk around the city. Does that sound good?"

He wanted to laugh at how you were making the plans when he was the one that asked you out first.

Nonetheless, relief overwhelmed his body, the fear disappearing and morphing into joy.

"Sure!" He spoke, his voice turning a little too high for his liking. It made you chuckle. "3 sounds good."

You just nodded and tilted your head. "Y'know you don't have to be so nervous around me. I really like you too that's why I'm agreeing to this date. See you at 3 Kaku."

Before you could back out, you leaned forward and pressed your lips against his scarred cheek and left, leaving the boy a flustered melted mess.

It was so embarrassing at how his heart was beating into overdrive and his face was so warm it looked like a tomato.

Still, you agreed! He was going on a date with you! His hopeless pining and simping wasn't hopeless after all.

Kakucho was too wrapped up in happiness to roll his eyes at Izana's statement.

"I told you so, idiot."

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Ummmmm well, maybe this time will be angst. Y/n can't take any more of the hate that Ollie's fans give her. They always say that Y/n is jinxing Ollie bcs he has been getting bad race results lately. There was even someone who said it directly in front of her face when she came to watch Ollie's race at Monza and Ollie also accidentally heard it and maybe started to get a little angry and protective bcs Y/n doesn't deserve any kind of hatred at all.

Then she finally decided to ask Ollie to break up bcs she started to believe that she is bringing bad luck to Ollie and she doesn't want that to happen to him as she knows how passionate Ollie about racing. But of course that's impossible to happen.

Ollie had already fallen too deep for Y/n. Y/n was his childhood friend who knew almost everything about him, she's so lowkey which makes him love her even more, the one who cheered him since he went karting, the one who always understood him, who always believed in him no matter what. She was everything to Ollie and mean more than racing or championship.

Maybe you can make him a little desperate (Idk why but I'd like to see him crying😭dramatic ass) when Y/n asks him for a break up like he was probably once having a thought about how his life without racing but never imagined his life without Y/n. And maybe he's lil furious that Y/n believed in those nonsenses and even now thinking of leaving him. And the rest are yours, Queen🧚🏼‍♀️

Some proooompts:

— "I just don't love you anymore."

"What?" .... "Look me in the eyes and say you don't love me anymore."

— "You need to focus on racing, not me."

— "I need you more than a fucking championship! I will call Rene right now and tell him that I quit."

— "You don't understand, you are performing less because of m-"

"No. You are the one who don't understand. Don't you dare to say you are the cause of my bad performances."

Ollie Bearman- Choices

a/n: OH MY GOD I LOVE THIS PROMPT  ANON!!!!! I made ollie such a simp for y/n oh my lord… anyway this is somewhat of a continuation of this post… also i kinda got lazy at the end my bad 

pairing: oliver bearman x childhoodfriend!reader

summary: you and ollie have a talk about your relationship that leads your relationship downhill. 

warnings: cursing, tears, stressed y/n and stressed ollie 

word count: 1,781

not my gif!

~

“Hey, can we talk?” You both knew you needed to have this conversation, but both of you avoided it like the plague. 

When you accidentally went public with Ollie, everyone liked you. They thought you were a little on the quiet side but still sweet, and thought you and Ollie were a good match. You appeared in some of Ollie’s streams, adding funny commentary here and there and just hanging out with him. For the past year or so though, you’ve been getting more hateful comments and people have been ruder towards you.

You were never one to back down and stop what you were doing because someone was hating on you. You weren’t raised that way. If you were passionate about something, you did it all the way, not letting anything stop you. This time though, it was getting harder to ignore the bad stuff. People were constantly finding things to nitpick you for, saying how you “loved” Ollie and how you were just in it for the exposure and benefits, which was absolutely not the case. Though you expected interviewers asking about your private life, you never thought it would be this intrusive. Ollie had noticed the more hateful comments were getting to you and even put out a statement, but nothing worked. He’d been too busy racing and traveling to alleviate some of the anxiety you were feeling, so you thought this to be the best option:

Ending your relationship. 

“Um, sure.” He said, hesitantly. The outcome of this conversation was not one he’d like. He couldn’t risk losing you. You were the one person that truly understood everything he did. He truly fell harder for you than you could ever possibly fathom, and even he himself couldn’t explain into words how special you were to him. 

“I think we need to take a break.” The words came out slow and shaky, fear crawling its way through your words. 

“W- what?”

“I just, I- I don’t have feelings for you anymore.” You cringed to yourself. You were completely lying to his face. And he could see it. 

“Bullshit. Is this about what that article said the other day? I swear to God, I’ll find whoever wrote it and-”

“Ollie, stop.” Your voice was stern, scaring him a little bit. 

It was about the article, but you didn’t want to cause any drama or bad press around him, having the media calling him a hothead and other terrible names they could come up with. So you opted to tell him that you didn’t love him anymore. That you “lost feelings” when you felt the complete opposite. You wanted nothing less than waking up next to him and his unruly hair, softly waking him up as you combed through his curls.

Which was exactly how Ollie was feeling, too. He never understood how much your daily checkups and silent support really meant to him, you asking him if he was alright when he was at his darkest, and being there for him during the height of his career. You were always there, a constant in his ever changing life. 

“Don’t make this harder than it already is. Please. I just don’t love you anymore.” You fidgeted with your hands as you went to find your phone. You wanted this conversation to be cut and dry, but it wouldn’t turn out that way. He rushed in front of you and lifted your chin with his finger. You kept your gaze anywhere else but him. 

“Look me in the eyes and say that again.”

The room was quiet, so tense that you could hear both of your shallow breaths. His eyes never left yours as you contemplated your answer. 

“Ollie, your fans hate me. So does your team. It seems like you’re the only one that doesn’t.” You remembered one conversation where some woman came up to you and told it to your face.

“Hi. You’re Y/N, Ollie’s girlfriend, right?” Some lady asked when you were watching a few drivers qualify on the TV screens in Ollie’s garage. “I am, yeah.” “Let’s hope you leave before he starts qualifying.” She laughed lightly.  “Excuse me?” “You’ve seen his quali position versus his starting one when you’re here, right? Oliver’s place always goes down a few positions.” “Oh, well I don’t-”  “I think then I’m the problem, ma’am. My girlfriend’s not the one driving the car.” Ollie came up from behind you, putting his arm around you.  “Oh well. My apologies, then. Have a good one, Ollie.” The woman turned around and walked away. “The hell was that about?” “Dunno. She just came up to me and started talking.” “If someone else says something like that to you, tell me and I’ll-” “Ollie. Just focus on racing right now, okay?”

He threw his hands in the air. “Love, what are you-”

“Think about it. Ever since we got together, you’ve had bad race results. Your car’s been breaking down more often. For fuck’s sake, you almost died, Ollie! When we were just friends that never happened! And now,” You took a breath. “I’m just a distraction, okay? I-”

“How dare you fucking say that. You are not the cause of my bad performances, Y/N! I am!” 

Tears started to form in his eyes. How could you say that about yourself? How could you ever think that? Not for a second did he think you were a distraction. All you ever did for him was make sure he was at his best. Sure, he was getting bad results recently, but you certainly weren’t the cause of it. Hell, you were keeping him focused on not crashing if anything.

“You need to focus on your championship and I need to focus on school.” You shoved past him, grabbing your keys from the counter. 

“That’s what you’re worried about? A fucking championship, Y/N?!” 

“Ollie, that’s your dream! You’ve wanted that since you were a kid! Why are you letting me get in the way of it?” 

“I need you more than I want that stupid championship.”

Shaky breaths erupted from both of you. You knew he was right. He had told you that his priorities had changed. Then it hit you. Was that the reason he was performing so badly at races? Was he racing badly so he’d lose his contract and he’d finally be able to spend time with you? 

After a few minutes you decided to leave. There was no way in hell that you were going to be the reason he lost his contract. Walking towards the door, you mentally checked if you had everything to stay the night elsewhere. 

Ollie caught onto you, following after you. “No. No. Don’t leave. Please.” He grabbed onto your wrist, his eyes pleading you to stay. You’d never left after a fight, always wanting to work it out before you guys went to do something else. This time though, you felt like you had to.

“Just trust me, okay? I’ll be back.” Honestly, you weren’t sure if you were going to. You turned around, reaching for the doorknob, but Ollie was quick enough to slide in front of it.

“I will… I will call Rene right now and tell him that I quit, okay?” He pulled out his phone, hands shaking, and started to search for Rene’s number. “Just don’t…please stay.” Desperation was clear in his voice. As he found it, you scooted past him and slipped out the front door, speed-walking to your car. 

“Baby, no. Please. Where are you going?” You heard him shout as you got into your car. You had left and he was unsure, for the first time, that you might not come back.

~

4 missed calls from ollie 🐻 💗

2 voicemails from ollie🐻 💗

Hi Y/N. Look, I need to… Just, just please call me back please. I want to work this out, okay? I love you. 

Babe, please call me back. I’m getting worried. Just let me know you’re okay. Please. I love you. 

You shut off your phone and sighed, laying back down on the bed, groaning. 

“Still haven’t told him where you are?” Arthur’s voice made you jump, reminding you that you weren’t alone. 

You shook your head. “No.” Arthur laid down next to you on your -his- bed. You had crashed at his house for the night, telling him what happened through broken sobs and tears.

“I know you don’t want to hear this right now, but I think you should tell Ollie where you are. Or just text him. The guy’s been worried sick, Y/N. He can’t sleep, eat. Even Jak can’t get him out of bed,” Arthur said.

Fuck, you thought. 

~

You unlocked you and Ollie’s door for the first time in what felt like months. As you shut the door close, your eyes met Ollie’s brown ones. He was standing a few feet away from the door, his eyes wide open as he tried to figure out if you were actually standing in front of him. Tension in the room was off the charts. 

Arthur was right, he looked terrible. Nothing in the apartment had changed since you left, with the exception of a few blankets strewn around the floor. Ollie rushed towards you, dropping whatever he was holding, it clattering to the floor as his arms snaked around your waist tightly. He was afraid if he let go of you a second time, you wouldn’t come back for certain. You felt his entire body relax against yours, as yours did the same. He burrowed his head into your neck, softly placing kisses on your skin. 

“You came back.” His voice was deep and relieved. 

“Momentarily.”

“What?”

“I’m gonna move out, Ollie.”

“What? No, you- you can’t.”

You got out of his grasp and hurried towards your room, and started to pack your things through your blurred vision. 

“What’re you doing? Just stop.” He started to unpack the things you started to.

“This isn’t your decision to make, Ollie. Okay?!” 

The room went quiet, the silence so deafening you swore you were alone. You pinched the bridge of your nose; you knew he didn’t deserve this. He was the one you always saw yourself with in the end. What happened? 

Ollie walked over to you; he towered over you like he always did. “You’re really going then?” 

You nodded. “I’ll have Arthur pick up the rest of my stuff.” You scratched the back of your neck. You didn’t know what else to say. You saw a tear drip to the floor as he nodded. 

You picked up your stuff and led yourself out, Ollie following closely behind. 

“Goodbye, Y/N.”

“Bye, Ollie.”

[yourfavepookiebear]

Introduction (again 😭)

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Hi pookies! I'm a beginner fic writer. I write for twisted wonderland, self aware twisted wonderland, and a slight bit of genshin impact, but mostly sagau. I'm a ✨FaLLeN AnGeL✨ /HJ SORRY 😞

My pronouns are she/her

I'm half European half Asian (specifically middle-eastern asian) my first language is French and my second language is English (chronologically), oh and I can speak in total 3-4 languages.

Edit: I have a lot of names and nicknames, so you can call me whatever you'd like, but here is a list of what most people call me, both online and irl :

Jess

Pookie

Pookie bear

Bear

KitKat

Jessica (rarely)

Cathy

Cath/Cat

Catastrophe (a nickname my previous classmates used to give me)

Sometimes even Catharina, or Catherine/Katherine

In conclusion, I have a lot of names and nicknames, so just call me whatever you'd prefer to call me, I just gave that list so maybe you'd have an idea.

Sometimes I'm dumb sometimes I'm smart, it all depends and varies.

I'm a girl, bisexual + greysexual (basically a biromantic greysexual). I'm a huge simp -> (edit: sometimes), and I like cute things.

I LOVE CATS

requests are almost always open pookies

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I will call u pookie or pookie bear no matter who or what you are.

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Fashion, modeling, models.

Astronomy

Biology

Physics

Chemistry

Science (general base)

Philosophy (self-explanatory)

Edit : Sometimes history/SS too

Things I like/LOVE:

Vacuum cleaners ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤💖💞 (love of my life <33333333333333)

Food (everything except some seafood and mushrooms)

Cats (self-explanatory)

Cute things (self-explanatory)

Animals

Social media (sometimes, depends on the type)

My friends

My (new) classmates

My old school

Fast-food (KFC especially, OMFG I LOVE FRIED CHICKEN WINGS AND OML FRIED SPICY CHICKEN WINGSSS <333)

Chicken nuggets

Dried bacon

Bacon and eggs

Scrambled eggs

FRIED CHICKEN

Sandwhiches

Hotdogs

Riceballs

Tuna fish cans (canned tuna fish 🔛🔝)

Basically any food

Chocolate, ex : chocolate cakes, chocolate milkshakes, chocolate bars, chocolate tablets

Nutella/chocolate milkshakes

Writing (depends, sometimes)

Dancing

Ducks (And he waddled away waddle waddle waddle 🥲.)

CARS

Motorcycles

MONEY (no need to explain)

My extra-curricular classes (kinda, sometimes I also hate them 😞)

Uh, a Lotta things, I'm just too lazy to write all of it (it would take hours)

Music too

My personality type:

I'm ambiverted actually so it depends, so idk.

Edit: I'm an INTP pookies

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I could talk about food for hours. (It's one of the only things I like more than astronomy and money.)

I can't focus for too long.

I have a wild imagination (not in a bad way tho)

I love mostly everything, except for a few people/things that I still hold grudges to. (For a good reason tho).

I have a super packed schedule most of the time, it's mainly cuz I go to 2 schools at the same time, along with extracurricular classes, and both school's homeworks, and school projects

My hobbies:

Horseriding

Rockclimbing

Hiking

Writing (sometimes)

Reading

Studying (only rarely)

Jogging (but mostly cycling)

Track running

Cycling (every day, except for when I'm sick or not in form)

I don't like:

Judgemental people

Sh*t-talkers

People who have massive egos

Roaches

Spiders

Dirtyness

Dirty people

Dust

Unsanitary people

Dirty food

Dirty water

Unhygienic people

People who don't wash their hands after going to the bathroom.

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[ohwell-itsme-but-danganronpa]

Co-parenting Found Family

[Miu (has a baby), Rantaro, Tsumugi & Kokichi friend group, Saiouma]

Me: you ever read a crackfic one-shot and realize you'd want to read a serious longfic with the same premise? cause now I am thinking of this stupid.. pregnant Miu shows up to saiou's apartament, asking Kokichi for help but instead of going with the crap about her not realizing she's pregnant for this long, I would like it to be angst inspired by her lhs

Clown: Yessss!!! I read that one!!! Absolutely loved it, mostly because I'm a sucker for them navigating something like this so ridiculously

Me: I liked it too, the joke about her not being able to tell rubbed me the wrong way, but it was actually nice after that, I would read more of it if they write a continuation

Me: basically, Miu ghosts everyone for a few months, not that unusual, she can disappear in her projects, she pops back up to brag about the prize she got for it when she's done, but not this time, this time she shows up to saiou's apartment, severely pregnant and devastated turns out she jumped headfirst into a relationship with some guy, tried to go through with her baby-trapping idea from LHS, because, hello abandonment issues, and for a bit it looks like she's exactly where she wants to be, but then, only weeks before she's due the guy ditches, leaves some note about realizing he's too young to be a father, and he's gone also, I'd add https://archiveofourown.org/series/976308 friend group to the mix, so while Ouma is the first person she comes to, the whole gang unites to help her

Clown: The friend group coming together instead of another potential partner is clenches fist so good. Miu is someone who is pretty fixated on relationships, it's almost as though in her mind she won't really be completely until someone loves her that way. So to give her a chance to move past that in this situation is just so interesting AND ITS JUST SO GOOD! In my mind for her to come to ouma of all people. Because he provided some familiarity to her, some safe space where she can in her own way step back into her usual. And Ouma would low-key go "shit. I'd jump shit too" and shuichi sends him a look but doesn't dare say anything because he kinda agrees. And it's a complete wreck but it's good

Me: yeah, if it's platonic relationships being as important as romantic ones, if not put first (actually, love Kokichi kicking Shu out so he can focus on comforting Miu), I am an insane person unapologetically I just think. found family coming together to raise a child. like if you agree I've done it before with DICE adopting a kid and I'll do it again

Me: Kokichi would agree with being the father, he's going to use it to gaslit their other ex-classmates (I imagine this is a few years post-HPA) into thinking he's the one who ended up with a kid their friend group + Shuichi know the truth of the arrangement, but that's it she might have been in a state of shock when she suggested it to him, but he's embraced it he Will be "the ultimate dad", (she regrets coming to him instead of Rantaro or Tsumugi when she sees all the custom print tees he got) he's telling Kaito about His pregnancy and childbirth experience the next time he comes over, he's preparing stories when it's aliens that got him pregnant, but no it was actually one of those dinosaur foam pills he swallowed, unless… Kaito, who just wanted to eat lunch with Shuichi: Shuichi, who is a simp: [relieved emoji] he won't help you, Kaito

Aalliyah: He swallowed a watermelon seed

Clown: He's taking this so seriously jagdjdhs He laid an egg [pensive emoji] I love shuichi just going along with it. Everyone expects some sort of something from him and he's just "We planted him in our garden from a toe nail and-"

Ves: this is gonna be the most spoilt baby

Me: on some bigger (as in just about the whole class is there) reunion, (probably a regular event organized by Kaede, like a movie or boardgame night) they look to Rantaro, who's always been the most reasonable of their group, and he's just mentally in the hehe hoho I'm an uncle and doesn't have more to add, he's zeroed-in on the baby, will get back to you later, maybe. [replying to Ves] oh, absolutely Tsumugi is part of the problem, always making something but. there is always somebody who wants to carry the baby never left out of sight

Clown: How do the squad [sunglasses emoji] , eventually find out??

Me: I think after Miu cries herself to sleep Kokichi texts their group chat using their emergency code (sacred, extempt from lies) to get Rantaro & Mugi to come over the next morning so they can tackle it together because in reality, he's a little overwhelmed too, and in the moment doesn't know yet if Shuichi will adjust to this with him so they all eat breakfast together, reassure Miu that they'll be there for her no matter what, start making a plan, a shopping list, beginning of a schedule, then Kokichi has to take the first scary step of the plan - talk to Shuichi about it; but Shuichi is like: yeah, of course because how could he expect his boyfriend not to help out? this is literally why he loves him, of course he will go a little overboard when it's for his found family he knew he had to prepare himself for Something when he saw Miu crying on his couch, at least it doesn't involve committing crimes against whoever hurt her, for now.

Clown: It's a big step!! (And very sudden) Even if it'll be a shared responsibility It's an entire new person! One that ouma is already in his mind accepted he'll be there for. He wouldn't immeadiately expect Shuichi to agree to something like that on a whim, but to know Shuichi is willing to look for solutions, to stay and work through it with him without question because of course. Sobs. Yeah. They've GROWN!!! Planning would be hellish though. Oumas filling the table with hundreds of scribbled papers and everything. Yes absolutely we need to sign this bitch up for maternity classes. Fuck it, Rantaro you go too, check in with us later. Tsumugi!! Need 3 months of baby clothes STAT! SHUICHI!! you just sit there and look pretty…SIKE ERRAND BOY GET THIS FOR ME

Me: let's be real, he's the first to sign up for those parenting classes and buying books about it but yeah, he does make Miu go too, for sure

Clown: Yeah he would!! He wants to be prepared

Me: also not to take from egg's family au directly but https://eggs-can-draw.tumblr.com/post/711383943783579648/omg-i-just-thought-so-byakuya-would-be-like Togami's motherhenning = Kokichi here and, while this is all sweet, I think Miu also needs to get mental health help, get that girl some therapy, she needs to work out the flaw with her logic, because, while it was already proven wrong when the guy left her, she needs to be given alternatives and you know, I think she would struggle with her feelings about the kid, it was supposed to be her ticket to being loved, and the kid is certainly getting a lot of love, but… maybe she would want more attention for herself? how is she meant to score a relationship now? she's going to need help understanding that those people are her family and that she's already loved

Ves: yeah!!! i think kokichi would b pretty blunt abt it too he tells her to shape tf up

Clown: YEEEAHHH. Honestly having a lot of people helping her out, some who give out reassurance easier than others, is a good start. But she is in that place where she's looking for something else to latch on. Usually that's the kid. I feel like had she gone through this alone she'd be one of those mothers constantly flipping through "You ruined my life" and "your the only thing in my life that loves me unconditionally" towards her kid. Ouma definitely helps in the way that he doesn't sugarcoat a thing.

Ves: local cluster b morons try to make a child well-adjusted baby'll be ok tho i think

Clown: Yeah baby will be ok! Everyone gets therapy [gun emoji] by law

Ves: praying that includes whatever poor man miu fucked up RIP king the kid is gonna be FUNNY when it grows up tho

Clown: [2 sob emojis] they'll be the ultimate comedian

Ves: saihara please pretend to be normal they need a balancing influence

Apollo: That kid is gonna commit crimes and use the skills Shuichi teaches them to get away with it

Clown: Somehow they pick up only on saiharas ingrained need to find the answer to questions The question is what would happen if a fork goes into an outlet

Apollo: They manage to somehow get the baby proof thing off the outlet and Kokichi fucking dives to stop them

Clown: Miu is just "let it happen. This is how I learned!"

Apollo: Kokichi just looks at her, blood dripping from the cut in his forehead and mumbles about how 'That explains a lot' Kokichi acts like kids will be kids and thus they get injured so there's no need to panic but the kid trips and he freaks the fuck out Like the kid doesn't even fall over. They stumble slightly and Kokichi is instantly there

Clown: He's the doting one. He's sobbing going, "my god. Your going to hate me one day. I'll be cool!! You can do a drug!"

Apollo: Poor Shuichi wakes up to Kokichi sitting up in the middle of the night because he's stressing over if he's cool or not and Shuichi has to remind him that the kid isn't even a year old yet and thus, has no idea what cool even means

Beez: smh shuichi just lie to him and say he is

Clown: Shuichi for real he needs to know, is he the lamest guy at the daycare?

Apollo: He's too tired to lie right now. Kokichi bursts into tears because is this his way of saying he isn't cool?

Clown: The pure betrayal!! From the one he trusted most!!!

Apollo: It's 2 in the morning [sob emoji] Kokichi has to have his devices taken away because he's staying up searching up how to be the cool guardian Ves: miu and him fight over who's the cool one when the kid is older (it;s neither of them)

Me: I can see Miu and Kokichi arguing about which one of them is cooler, but it's definitely Miu who lets the kid get away with things (like not brushing teeth) to be cool, and would likely mean the letting them do drugs thing, Kokichi would scold her for that and then his version of cool is teaching them lockpicking and making the scary faces, which in turn, she tells him off for

Apollo: Kid says it's Rantaro and both of them decide that he must go /silly Rantaro is riding the high while running away from Miu and Kokichi

springbug: it [rising the baby] surprisingly goes well too sure the kid might pick up on swearing at the age of 5 BUT THAT'S OKAY

Apollo: I mean, kid's gotta learn at some point Okay but father's day at daycare and just Shuichi, Rantaro, Kiibo and Kokichi all show up [idek why Apollo added Kiibo to the mix, he wasn't mentioned before, I didn't skip anything like that]

springbug: "i'm the father" "no i am" "what are you guys talking about? i look just like them" "sorry ma'am, im actually the father"

Me: nah, daycare, kindergarten etc. people think Miu and Kokichi are divorced or something if they come together they probably have some of their barely censored banter; sometimes Kokichi comes in with Shuichi, or it's Shuichi who drops the kid off on his own while he's on the way to work, kid refers to him by his name and calls him "dad's boyfriend"; sometimes uncle Rantaro or aunt Tsumugi come to pick them up; both Miu and Kokichi love to act like they're a single mom, works three jobs when other kids' parents try to ask them about life, and sometimes complain about each other

springbug: imagine gonta taking them to the park and showing him all the cool bugs [smiling face with tear emoji]

Me: once the kid is a bit older they let Rantaro and Gonta organize a camping trip for them and their friends, Kokichi is crying when letting them go because he's a motherhen and his baby is growing up and not scared to sleep away from home and him because the bugs will kill them

Clown: Miu and Kokichi giving their all to be divorcecore so true Everyone has ideas of the outrageous affair that ended their marriage that never happened

Beez: u just know the tea is PIPING among the staff

Clown: They're picking sides for sure

Me: imagine someone on the staff is homophobic so one of those days when it's Shuichi's turn, he gets told that his gay agenda is the reason the kid has to live in a broken family he's so confused the asshole is dealt with, but the anecdote lives forever also, I think Kokichi is the parent that always takes the chance to help out at school when they ask for a volunteer to join the trip or some event at school idk, if it's an universal thing, but here it's common practice that when little kiddos go on trips around town one or two of the class moms are asked to join after the first time the teacher is like "does anyone other than mr. Ouma wants to join? [sweat smile emoji]" but he persists he's just a little to prepared for anything to happen and kids feed into that energy and it becomes entirely beyond the teacher's control

Clown: OUMA BECOMES A PTA MOM AKSHJDHD The children are the next in line to be a part of his criminal organization so he needs to see them regularly, duh

[cowboymantis]

Y'know what since it's pride month, I'll do a little random rambling about my identity, bc hell I am 22 whole years old and I am still struggling with my gender lmaoo 😭😭

But also, nowadays I think it's really funny that I took so long to properly realize I was trans and aroace

There were. So many signs. 💀

I almost dreaded to come out as trans to one of my old online friend groups, not bc I thought they were transphobic (bc we were always a heavily lgbtq group), but because I thought I took so long and now I'd have to explain myself. (Stupid I know, but my family is very transphobic, so I never got to be my true self irl, and idk if I ever will as long as my family lives, but maybe I'll be brave enough one day)

But one of the first reactions I got was just yeah I always thought you were gonna say that 😭 And us all talking AND OTHERS COMING OUT TOO it was just such a weight lifted from my shoulders, it was so great.

Because of my family, I'm not 100% sure how I feel about my gender, if I feel more nonbinary or male, it's more something in-between, but more towards male,, but that's why I just feel most comfortable without a label, I'm just me and I'm here 🛌

When it comes to figuring out I'm aroace, the thing is, I kinda thought about it before, but I wasn't sure. Even then, it wasn't too long before I realized.

I always hated romance and cheesy scenes, kissing and especially sex scenes in anything I watch make me super uncomfortable, I'd sometimes think about, if I'm grown up and in a relationship, I have to do all of that... And I was actually scared of needing to get in a relationship, or something like that. Part of it was pressure from my parents to tell me I need to find a partner, to, I guess properly live my life or something. And this is essentially what a lot of people think, that you NEED to have a partner to be complete, and I always found it so weird. I don't want a partner I just wanna sit in my room and play videogames all day :'D

Oddly enough, No Straight Roads, one of my favourite games ever, has indirectly helped me- NOW HEAR ME OUT. One name: Eve.

Omg I love Eve so so much, and her whole arc just made me slowly go ... I feel that omg

I was in one relationship in my life, I'm actually still friends with that person, they also came out as trans, but are in a poly relationship now, which is kind of funny to me because we went pretty much the exact opposite route, I love it 😭

Anyway, I never had any feelings of love how people describe it, I never had any attraction to people. But I was so desperate when we broke up, like I lost my one opportunity in life to be in a relationship, like I needed to have someone else no matter how uncomfortable I felt being in one.

And I just saw my younger teenage self in Eve and I think this is one of the reasons I am so attached to this character, gahhHH I love No Straight Roads so much. It has helped me in a time I was feeling down, it indirectly got me into kpop (😭😭yeah), which then also came at the right time when I had a downer phase, and the community of the game on release was just so sweet.

But yeah, to come back to it, throughout my life, I basically went from "I guess I'm pan or something, because I don't have a preference"

To "Okay the thought of being with a man disgusts me, so I have to be a lesbian"

To "Okay, but I just like looking at people in an aesthetical way, I simp for characters or actors as a joke, I just like looking at them or think they're cute, but that's about it"

And then I was just like oh. Oh wait. it's all coming together.

Realizing you're aromantic and/or asexual can be really hard, and I've seen others' experiences be similar to mine. I think, in a way, it's so hard bc pursuing relationships is the norm for most of the world.

Thinking back to that one lesson we had in ethics class I'll never forget, we had to write down something about the meaning of life. And then everyone should say what they have written down and what their idea was. Most people wrote down having a family. I don't even know what I wrote down (probably something like a happy life or something basic), but I talked about how meaning of life doesn't have to be having a family. And the teacher basically laughed at me for saying that bc that's the whole point of being a human!!!

And I guess from that day I had this one sided beef / grudge against this teacher bc how the hell are you an ethics teacher and think so one-sided 😭 Sure, humans start families so they don't die out, but not EVERY human needs to start a family to have a purpose in life?

So yeah, anyway. Aspecs are very nuanced, there are those who have platonic relationships, people who enjoy sex although they are not attracted to someone, I myself am absolutely repulsed by anything sexual and I don't ever want any type of relationship, I don't like being lovey dovey, and I hate being too close to someone, like hugging, etc. On the outside I've always been very distant, but on the inside I have all the love I don't have for romance, for my friends and for this world instead 😌🙏

I guess I can really seem too cold or maybe even angry, bc it's hard for me to properly show my emotions, and that's why I prefer text over word, I can express myself so freely and can add all the silly little emotes I want :3

Also, I always loved the I do not perceive and do not wish to be perceived bc yeah . Me fr jfhdjdhr

Also, I'm not too fond of sexualities and genders all having weird stereotypes, but god damit I love robots/androids etc sm I always would love to be one fr ‼️‼️ I guess that's one of the reasons I was immediately hooked on Tokusatsu- NO THIS IS NOT GONNA BE A TOKU POST THIS HAS DERAILED WAY TOO FAR

But speaking of-- Naki me belobed and ofc their actor, I love Nakayama sm man and recently read an a bit older interview of him and he's so real 😭😭 I've never literally me-d for an actor so much 🥲

[natsglorifiedsimp]

Hiii! I'd like to make a request for a mama!Nat x daughter!reader story.

Reader's been diagnosed with a heart problem and she needs to have a surgery and while r's in the surgery Natasha almost loses it from worry and has a panick attack because she's scared for the reader and the team or whoever you want has to reassure her that everything will be okay and tell her sweet things about how reader's a fighter just like her mama and things like that.

Then Natasha fully relaxes after the doctor tells her that reader's okay and she runs at full speed to her daughter's side.

I hope it's okay with you and if you don't like the idea you can just ignore it. It's okay if you don't want to write it :)

Omgg HIIIII!! Not me getting a request to someone i follow😭 i hope you like this :> and thank you for your request ehhehehehe hii again lmaooo

IM SO SORRY THAT THIS TOOK LONGGG 😭

Heart went oops

A/n: Hiiii everyoneee if you guys have request feel free to share <3 IM LAUGHING MY ASS OFF WITH THE TITLE😭 IM SO SORRY I COULDNT THINK OF ANYTHING LMAOOOO

And reminder the medical stuff here is not true. I don't know if this is right or wrong but most definitely the wrong lmaoooo

Taglist: @smuttynattyfanfics @youralphawolf72 @madelineleong @diaryoflife @xxromanoffxx @lissaaaa145 @fxckmiup @mmmmokdok @sayah13 @karmasgxrl @meurgen @simp-erformarvelwomen @lilaswidowspark @snowdrop1026

She's so pretty I'm gonna die

~~~

"No, Uncle Sam. Stop" you whined, running away from your Uncle who was currently chasing you down with a bug in hand. Well, that's what you taught he had. But he didn't have any on her hands.

The other members know your hate of bugs but they also knew you find it funny when they tease you with it.

However, you came to a halt when you suddenly felt like you were running out of breath. You tried to normalize your breathing but every breath you take was not enough to fill your lungs. And then your heart started to feel like someone is squeezing it. Your breathing became ragged, your sweaty even from a minute of run you did with Uncle Sam.

"You okay, y/n?" Sam asked, concerned at your state. All the team looked at what stopped the commotion you and Sam had.

"My— my chest— hu- hurts" you stutteringly said. "I can't— I can't breathe"

"Guys! I need help here!" Sam panicked. Everyone came in a minute, especially your Mom.

"What's wrong?" Nat asked, assessing your state. You felt dizzy everything was not how it was supposed to look. Everything was spinning.

"She said she can't—" Before Sam could say anything you went limp in your mother's arms.

~~~

Everyone rushed you to the med bay. All of them with worry on their faces, especially your Mom.

She looked like she was gonna burst. Her jaws were locked and her eyes were with fear.

All of them knew that look, it means she's gonna yell at somebody. Who is somebody?

Sam.

"What did you do?!" Natasha boomed after they were told to stay outside. Each one of them flinched in fear.

"We were just messing—"

"YOU ARE ALWAYS MESSING AROUND AND NOW LOOK WHAT HAPPENED!" She cut him off, pointing her finger at Sam. "Now what's gonna happen huh? She's there and we don't know what's —"

She was cut off by a doctor of the med bay. "Ms. Natasha. Y/n's Mom right?"

"Yes, How is she?" she said, voice quivering.

"She had a heart attack and needed surgery. She has a heart condition that only appeared as she got older that is why you guys might not have known. She is still in the OR. We'll know more after the surgery"

Nat didn't have the time to thank the doctor before he could go back and assist the other doctors. Her head whipped in Sam's direction with furrowed eyebrows.

"LOOK—" Before she could shout and take all her anger to Sam, her breaths suddenly didn't reach her lungs. "She—"

"Nat, calm down" Wanda knew where this was happening.

"I didn't—" Her breaths were uneven. She's looking everywhere but nowhere. Her mind was in a haze. Why didn't I know?

"Natasha, we all didn't know. Just like the doctor said. It's not your fault." Wanda comforted her.

Despite all the words that have been said, it was all muffled by Natasha. Wanda sat the crying and panicking redhead down. Matras of "it's okay" comes out of her mouth to try and soothe the distressed assassin.

After a few hours, Natasha fell asleep on Wanda's shoulders. A doctor suddenly went out of the operating room and all gazes were on the doctor's way, waiting for his updates.

Nat was quick to sense that something was happening in her haze of sleep. Opening her eyes, she immediately stood up seeing the doctor.

"How is she?" she frantically asked.

"Your daughter is okay now Ms. Romanoff. Her surgery went well and she is now awake. You can enter the room now." The doctor calmly stated.

Natasha ran to the door and you flinched at the sudden noise. Your mom ran to your side and gave you a tight hug, apologizing after hearing yoy hiss in pain.

"Are you okay?" your mom quivered. You knew she was crying her eyes were bloodshot and tear-stained cheeks were evident on her face.

"Yeah, mom. I'm okay, just peachy" you chuckled. "I'm sorry I worried you"

"You're fine that's all that matters" she sighed in relief.

Or do you want a soup?"

All the team wished and kiss you on the head for a fast recovery and also say they love you. Everyone knew its a sign to leave and gave you and your mother some space after all that panicking earlier.

"Do you want anything?" she asked. "Maybe some ice chips? Ice cream?"

"Mom-"

"Snacks?"

"Mo-"

"or do you want some soup?"

"Mom!" you heaved.

"What?"

"I want cuddles"

Natasha relaxed and smiled.

"Alright, cuddles it is"

[piracytheorist]

Ranking SxF season 2 episodes!

So, some time ago I made a ranking of the season 1 episodes of Spy x Family, from my least favourite to my top favourite. I felt inspired a couple days ago and I thought I'd make a similar ranking of the season 2 episodes.

Mentioning again that: This is all my personal judgment heavily based on stuff I liked. You most certainly will disagree with me and that’s fine! Just don’t argue with me because that’s just personal opinions, I’m not trying to change anyone’s minds or prove anything!

And also: I chose to rank each episode by five criteria, the things I love the most about the show: 1) Humor (intentional or not), 2) Character (defining or cool moments and such) 3) Cute 4) Plot (how much development there is and how well the action is delivered) 5) Feels (of any kind).

#12, Least favourite of the season: 29. The Pastry of Knowledge/ The Informant's Great Romance Plan II

Humor: 6/10 Character: 6/10 Cute: 7/10 Plot: 6/10 Feels: 5/10

I think this is the only episode that got points removed for something I didn't like. I made some very passionate posts about it when it first aired, particularly due to how after watching it I realized I'd been treated very unfairly by some fellow fans, and thus I'm almost incapable of rewatching the first half. Yes this is about Damian bullying Anya, no I won't shut up about it.

Anyway. This is still quite a high ranking (it's higher than the three lowest from my s1 ranking), cause the humor and the cats of the second part were quite entertaining on their own. It got a few points for plot because it introduced the stakes of Anya getting low grades, and also because of the discussion between Franky and Twilight about Garden.

#11: 36. Berlint in Love / Nightfall's Daily Life

Humor: 9/10 Character: 6/10 Cute: 6/10 Plot: 5/10 Feels: 7/10

A very high humor score because I honestly doubt a single minute passed without me laughing my ass off in this one. It was so ridiculous and they loved making it so. Though having two wholly different parts, they were both fun in how they were around two characters blinded by their affection for Loid to the point they have no idea how hopeless their goals are. I just love how exaggerated it all is.

Some feels points were added for Yor talking about remembering what Loid had told her during the bench scene, and also because we get Loid being a stupid simp for his strong wife.

#10: 31. The Fearsome Luxury Cruise Ship

Humor: 7/10 Character: 8/10 Cute: 6/10 Plot: 8/10 Feels: 6/10

Reminder that this is still a high ranking. I'm just being strict in the ratings because the entire season is so good, the bar is really high!

Anyway, though I like this episode, it feels more like a passing point from the previous one to the next, compared to those specific episodes, so that's probably why it's this low. I love how the assassins plot is kicked off and we get to see some action, and character points were added for McMahon's ruthless killing of the stalker assassin.

#9: 28. Mission and Family / The Elegant Bondman / Extras

Humor: 6,5/10 Character: 9/10 Cute: 6/10 Plot: 9/10 Feels: 7/10

This is the first time I felt the need to use decimals, lol. I just feel that this episode is one of the darkest and most serious of the season, but also... Bondman's part was ridiculous (affectionate) and the omakes were great by themselves, so I felt that a mere six wouldn't do.

I'm honestly entranced by the first part. The plot and exploration of Yuri's and Perkin's characters were near damn perfect, I only wish there was a bit more beyond that episode, haha. I understand the focus needed to be in the Cruise Arc, so I feel a nine will do for this one. The feels were honestly added because I was a bit touched by Perkin's motives, and how those touched Yuri too.

#8: 30. Plan to Cross the Border

Humor: 8/10 Character: 9/10 Cute: 7/10 Plot: 7/10 Feels: 7/10

The Shopkeeper's introduction was amazing, albeit terrifying. Olka's was a little more subdued, but it was more touching. I felt both also reflected on something about Yor, so it was overall very satisfying. Due to so many introductions, plot was light (not that I minded), but Anya's scheming put up points in humor and cute. Feels points were added for Olka wanting to escape the crime underworld, and how that affected Yor.

#7: 32. Who Is This Mission For?

Humor: 8/10 Character: 8/10 Cute: 8/10 Plot: 6/10 Feels: 8/10

I'd spent the entire week before this episode aired wondering how Yor would manage fighting Barnaby, and even though I should be used to the story's wackiness by now, it still managed to surprise me and make me laugh. Also Loid will never outlive his ridiculous tourist getup. Anya was an adorable little gremlin who couldn't stop having fun, so cute points went up, and Loid managed to spend one (1) episode without going "For the mission!" once, so character and feels points went up as well.

#6: 26. Follow Papa and Mama

Humor: 9/10 Character: 7/10 Cute: 8/10 Plot: 6/10 Feels: 8/10

To be honest, I think I'm a bit strict with this one. I don't know how this story manages to make miscommunication so funny for me, but it was legitimately hilarious. The thing is, this was the only episode of the season whose manga chapter I'd already read, long ago too, and maybe my expectations for its adaptation were unrealistically high - probably also due to it being the season premiere and I'd spent ten months without my show, so I'm probably biased. Mind you, I still loved it, but this further cements my will to stay anime only.

Anyway! Character points went a bit down because I didn't feel we saw anything new, but the cute and feels persisted because of Anya's machinations and because of Yor admitting how good she felt with Loid dedicating time for her that day.

#5: 34. The Hand That Connects to the Future

Humor: 8/10 Character: 7/10 Cute: 8/10 Plot: 8/10 Feels: 8/10

A lovely, hopeful closure for Olka and the rest, Yor getting the acknowledgement she deserves, a spectacular ending of the assassins fight, high stakes with the bomb threats, and an emotional ending scene with Twilight carrying Anya to bed and then the family getting ready to meet in the resort island. Not much else to be said <3

#4: 35. Enjoy the Resort to the Fullest / Bragging About Vacation

Humor: 9/10 Character: 7/10 Cute: 9/10 Plot: 6/10 Feels: 9/10

No, I'm definitely not biased because this episode shows us the first glimpse of Twilight yearning for Yor what are you talking about.

Who am I kidding, I definitely added feels points just for that look he gave her while she watched Anya play with the sheep. The whole episode felt so relaxing and fulfilling after the intense assassins plot, especially the scene of the Forgers having tea upon returning home, that I don't mind that the second part at school feels a little exaggerated. The ending scene with Anya being surrounded by liars though is top notch.

#3: 27. Bond's Strategy to Stay Alive / Damian's Field Research Trip

Humor: 9/10 Character: 8/10 Cute: 8/10 Plot: 7/10 Feels: 9/10

Endo used Dog Cuteness! It's super effective!

Yeah, the whole adventure and the way it was presented were appropriately hilarious and we saw some more of the dynamics between Bond and the rest and I really liked that. Plot wasn't heavy but I was all wide eyes at the introduction of a truth serum, and at the second part when Mr. Green talked about people defecting to the West. Feels went up thanks to, among others, Twilight thinking he was helping Bond get his "revenge". Also, though the second part didn't do much for me, it actually felt nice to see Damian laugh innocently like the kid he really is.

#2: 37. Part of the Family

Humor: 8/10 Character: 8/10 Cute: 9/10 Plot: 8/10 Feels: 9/10

Despite the mopping wet of a dog we got here, I kinda felt this was less... humorous, or at least not focusing so much on the humor aspect. I felt it was more cute and emotional that Bond was just trying to help left and right but was only misunderstood by Twilight. The action takes the place of a plot here, and I loved it all. Some development too through Twilight realizing he can relax a bit with Bond, even though he's still in denialTM about how much he appreciates his company.

#1: 33. The Symphony Upon the Ship / Sis's Herb Tea

Humor: 8/10 Character: 10/10 Cute: 7/10 Plot: 9/10 Feels: 10/10

Yeah OH MY GOD are we surprised. Top tier shit. Excellent balance of pretty much everything in this one. The humor even in the way Yor took out some of the assassins. Her flashbacks with Yuri. The ACTION and the ANIMATION of it all. HER REALIZATION AND DETERMINATION POWERING HER THROUGH. HER LOVE FOR HER FAMILY.

Yeah wow it's really so good any eloquence evades me. Perfect. Mwah. Thank you Endo-sensei.

~

And here is the overall ranking of the episodes, from both seasons, based on the ratings I gave:

1. Operation Strix

    2. Secure A Wife

    33. The Symphony Upon The Ship / Sis's Herb Tea

    24. The Role Of A Mother And Wife / Shopping With Friends

    38. Part Of The Family

    16. Yor's Kitchen / The Informant's Great Romance Plan

    27. Bond's Strategy To Stay Alive / Damian's Field Research Trip

    14. Disarm The Time Bomb

    12. Penguin Park

   11. Stella

   21. Nightfall / First Fit Of Jealousy

   35. Enjoy The Resort To The Fullest / Bragging About Vacation

   15. A New Family Member

   9. Show Off How In Love You Are

   5. Will They Pass Or Fail?

   34. The Hand That Connects To The Future

   3. Prepare For The Interview

   26. Follow Papa And Mama

   32. Who Is This Mission For?

   13. Project Apple

   4. The Prestigious School's Interview

  30. Plan To Cross The Border

   28. Mission And Family / The Elegant Bondman / Extras

   8. The Counter-Secret Police Cover Operation

   6. The Friendship Scheme

   31. The Fearsome Luxury Cruise Ship

   25. First Contact

  23. The Unwavering Path

   18. Uncle The Private Tutor / Daybreak

   6. The Target's Second Son

   36. Berlint In Love / Nightfall's Daily Life

   20. Investigate The General Hospital / Decipher The Perplexing Code

   19. A Revenge Plot Against Desmond / Mama Becomes The Wind

  29. The Pastry Of Knowledge / The Informant's Great Romance Plan Ii

  17. Carry Out The Griffin Plan / Fullmetal Lady / Omelet Rice ♡

  22. The Underground Tennis Tournament: The Campbelldon

  10. The Great Dodgeball Plan

[vampirecatsw]

*CLAPS HANDS AND RUBS THEM TOGETHER* NOW THAT I'M FINISHED ANSWERING YOUR ASK, CYN. (BLESS YOU, BLESS YOU!) PLEASE DO THE CHARACTER OPINION BINGO FOR KAITO, AOKO, SHINICHI, AND RAN. PRETTY PLEASE. MAY YOUR DAY BE SPECTACULAR!

Hi! Here's my ask with drawings (of various quality, you can see as I drew more I got more into the swing HAAHHAH. That's what I get for being so rusty - I don't actually draw that often.) The colours I used are ones I associate with the characters!

ft. my very informal writing style, probably like a thousand typos because I'm typing this at 1am, and many shoutouts to amazing dcmk creators 🥰

Also, please check out Anna's ask! https://akai-anna.tumblr.com/post/739521989281234944/hey-there-my-lovely-mutual-3-3-i-love-when-you

Anna, you're so lovely, fr. I hope this makes you giggle and swing your feet, I had such a fun time thinking about them! I added my own flair with my drawings <3

Feel free to ask me to decipher any handwriting

P.s. That character with the hat you'll see is my sona! I'm calling him Sol because that's another online name I seem to take up often. Feel free to call me Sol as well!

(Shameless plug: Check out my art blog - cyndraws - if you like my art! Also, it has some au ramblings too ^v^. https://cyndraws.tumblr.com/)

KAITO

Bingo count: 4 (well, If I ticked only more more box, I could have extra bingos for almost every extra box I ticked haha...)

The art: I gave up at first and just drew him as a stick figure. Then I added clothes to him, that's why he's so proportionally off,,, My beloved blorbo, I feel like I did you so dirty 😭

Fun challenge: Guess what I was inspired by when I drew Kaito's and Aoko's outfits.

I'm literally in love with him no joke. The love is too intense aughhdfk. What kind of love? Yes. I would do anything for him. I'd be so clingy fr.

Headcanons? Sooo many. Not even a joke. They're too integrated into my brain at this point so yeah haha

His HANDS. Slim and very fast and flexible. They have callouses - screw smooth hands. Callouses as a sign of his hard work throughout his entire life.

Fox? He's a fox. So silly, little trickster. https://www.tumblr.com/cyndraws/739418480470851584/look-me-in-the-eyes-and-tell-me-kaito-isnt-a-fox

Let's just link my simping art here too: https://www.tumblr.com/cyndraws/739224275061456896/im-such-a-simp-help-me-kaito-simps-unite-pls Please let me squish his cheeks please...PLEASE

Bonus: Old character opinion bingo for Kaito: https://cyndraws.tumblr.com/post/739190201679757312/everyone-if-im-going-to-expose-myself-as-a-kaito I got over the fear 👍 It's from a while back, like maybe... 2022? idk

I love unhinged Kaito

Gender? Please. I'll take any masc at this point HAHAH

Canon isn't real - Like it's amazing but also like... underwhelming. *Shakes it vigorously* GIVE ME MORE. MORE EKODA GANG. MORE SUPPORT FOR KAITO. LET KAITO CRY. I WANT MORE WORLD BUILDING ON AKAKO AND TO SEE THE KUROBA FAMILY MORE (+ a billion more requests.) PLEASE GOSHO IM BEGGING

(It's ok, I got the fics for these cravings 👍)

~

2. AOKO

Bingo count: 0

Wow. I realised just how little brain space I dedicate to her... but she's also so silly. I love her so much. She's a great character to pair up with Kaito (for any relationships, I love when they're having fun together.) She doesn't need more suffering <3

I love sm how in MK1412 they added extra scenes of the Ekoda gang! And Aoko looks so cute in it! (everyone else? ... it varies)

Snowball fight! ^

Now this is a hella hot take but I personally think KaiAo is much more interesting than ShinRan (for me). And fun too, because I've always been drawn to fun and teasing dynamics like these over the more romantic ones (if you get what I mean by more romantic). KaiAo and Shinran both are such wonderful couples though. *Bangs fists on table* THEY'RE BOTH SO UNBEARABLE CUTEEE

Someone told me I have very similar vibes to Aoko and I've been reevaluating myself XDD. No but I can see it. I think we have a similar energy (in my brain at least, I'm much more tired when I go out) and even preferred fashion.

Would give her a kiss anytime. Definitely. Let's go out on a picnic and have a fun hangout. We would be good friends.

Aolele theory by alizardjae: Please check it out!!! https://alizardjae.tumblr.com/post/134111960564/alright-finally-got-around-to-writing-this-thing Basically it's the summary I wrote up there. I whole heartedly believe in it, because it's a fun theory and I've done it before myself (...ehem annoying relatives) - so it's definitely believable. And I love the idea of Aoko Holmes being carried over from Nonchalant Lupin (<- Prototype of Magic Kaito. It's a fun read!)

~

3. SHINICHI/CONAN

Bingo count: 4

Drawing was inspired by that scene where Conan gets suspicious of Hanzawa-san (from The Culprit Hanzawa, a spinoff of dcmk.)

Ok, so the thing is, I have a very strange relationship with him.

He's so silly, right? He so fun, he's adorable, so caring and well meaning, but I'm scared of him. I wouldn't want to meet him. I'm terrified even though he's so nice 😭. So I'd rather observe from a distance (hence the drawing ^ but I'd definitely set off his senses a lot.)

(What does it say about me that I'm scared of Shin/Cone but not Kaito? I'm working on overcoming my fear of Conan/Shin, I promise *on my hands and knees* I REALLY AM)

(My irl friend understands why I'm so terrified, I've explained the crazy stunts he's done and his very illegal spy equipment to them... they actually got a nightmare about Conan that night. He's such a law breaking little gremlin (affectionate)) So...no kisses for you, detective... only because I'm too intimidated 😭 But I'll gladly make content dedicated to you and fawn over you <3

If it's not already obvious, Kai > Shin/Cone for me. But he's definitely a close second.

Shin's/Cone's aesthetic? So peak. His detective work and general vibes with the series is so banging. That clean formal attire - I love wearing more formal stuff out. Being judged for it? At this point I don't really care hahaha. His mismatching outfits are so endearing, but I don't really vibe with them.

Canon is kinda frustrating for me. Well, as usual, I love to pick out the pieces I love and keep them dear to my heart. Ugh I want more identity issues and character relationship focuses. And more Shinran, this is literally ridiculous for slowburn lol.

~

4. RAN

Bingo count: 0

I drew a masterpiece for her. As she deserves 🥰. (Fun fact, this is the first time I've drawn her properly.)

Drawing inspirations:

Sakura Class! It was so adorable. I loved seeing the povs of both Shin and Ran. The Sakura couple,,, 🥺🥺 why are they so cute

LavenderTowne! Her art is amazing and her art tips are always so helpful: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCD4XIm3ZFhT72WjqhIXMN9w

In particular, I used these two tutorials: Easy Background: https://www.youtube.com/shorts/Zw5oB-ir5R0 Easy Lighting: https://www.youtube.com/shorts/shWoTarp_Vk

*ehem* Back to our ask now

Ran is so lovely! Such a queen, so adorable, such an icon! Have you seen her puff out her cheeks in chapter 1120? (+ many other instances of her being cute of course.)

(^ well, now you've seen it)

I love her with sass! It's so funny and fitting for her. And paired with her badassness? Wow. She's amazing. She has such a big heart too <3

I can see how Shinichi fell for her at first sight, she really is so pretty and cute. Her smile was such a direct hit to his heart XD

Obligatory shoutouts!:

Amazing Shinran analysis by rabbitsrants: https://www.tumblr.com/rabbitsrants/737479648281329664?source=share

Really REALLY cute Shinran art by detshin: https://www.tumblr.com/detshin/734222664310358016?source=share https://www.tumblr.com/detshin/734913462286909440?source=share Their blog also has really cute Shinran content!

For some reason, I associate the english localised names to the more sarcastic and witty characterisations in the funimation dub. That's why I wrote Rachel.

Maybe it's because of halfpenny_jones's amazing characterisation: https://archiveofourown.org/users/halfpenny_jones/pseuds/halfpenny_jones/works?fandom_id=964594 Please check out their works too!

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That's the end~ Thanks so much for asking! It was so enjoyable to ponder and draw. And I'll always take opportunities to talk about them.

Feel free to chat again whenever you feel like it <3 And also, feel free to ask about many other things too, like more character bingos or aus if you find them interesting. I hope you also enjoy them if you go through them.

See you next illusion~

[neppednep]

Could I perhaps request first date headcanons for Sayaka and Homura, since the first Madoka and Mami headcanons were also first date it feels fitting

First Date w/ Homura Akemi HCs

I will do Sayaka too, just figured I'd get this out since it's been done. I may do a version with the other Homura, I just didn't know how the hell that one would go to simping for her best friend to random bozo #28 without a backstory. Consider this one a prequel if that ever drops.

Sorry for the rambling at the beginning too. Doesn't actually get to the date until later on. Enjoy.

》 It was a bit of a surprise to learn your class was getting a transfer student this late into the year. You would be lying if you said you really cared. You weren't exactly a social butterfly to begin with, so realistically a new student wouldn't affect you too much. 

》 However, you were pleasantly surprised when she came in to introduce herself. Her black hair was tied into two braids with her purple ribbons, and violet eyes were hidden behind a pair of red glasses. Cute was the first word that came to your mind. She apparently came after a long stay in the hospital and it certainly showed. She was shy and didn't seem to be the brightest when it came to academics.

》 After introductions, the teacher sat her next to you. You two exchanged glances, but nothing beyond that. Just like some generic anime scene, you had to share your textbook. It was a bit awkward at first, being so close but you quickly got over it. Judging by the red dusting her cheeks, you couldn't say the same for her though. After class ended, people quickly surrounded your combined desks and started yapping. Luckily for her though, the nurse's aide came by to pull her away. Your first meeting wasn't exactly anything special, but it wasn't horrible either.

》 Even with her desk being right next to yours, it took another week or two to actually speak to her again. You two were assigned to clean the classroom at the end of the school week. You've heard rumors of her… lacking physical abilities but actually seeing it for yourself was another thing. You felt kind of bad seeing her having so much trouble with cleaning and she insisted she could keep going. She didn't look like she was in great shape, looking like she was going to pass out any second. You politely called her stupid and told her to take a break.  She didn't argue, just putting her head down and leaving the room.

》 You got the work done a lot quicker than you did while having to worry about her, so you left with good time to spare to find her and let her know you're done.  When you did find her you were irked to say the least. Three girls around her were laughing at her and calling her names. Sure, Homura isn't perfect but she deserves more than that.

“Homura, is everything alright?” You question, obviously knowing exactly what was happening. You stare at the girls as you walk towards them before stopping next to Homura.

“There you are, L/N. We were just asking four eyes why she's standing around instead of cleaning. She gets more and more useless by the day.”

You have to hold back a few choice words that almost slip past your lips. Seriously, who even says four eyes anymore? If you're going to bully someone at least be good at it. This ain't Disney. Instead, you grab Homura’s hand and simply walk away. Well, that's what you would like to say. What you actually said was more like:

“I see…” You say with a slow nod as if in deep thought. “Your shoe is untied. Not surprising considering you're a failure who couldn't even tie a proper noo-”

Homura squeaks, squeezing your hand and practically dragging you away from the shocked girls.

》 That incident didn't really make you best friends or anything, but people did start somewhat leaving her alone after that. She started to hang out with you more too, instead of sitting alone at lunch she would come and sit with you and your friends. She didn’t speak often, but you still welcomed her with open arms.

》 It wasn't until one day, seemingly out of nowhere, she approached you with the nurses’ aide behind her, her face a deep red as she stopped in front of you. You were a bit worried at first, it wasn't unusual to see Homura with the pink haired girl due to her condition, so you thought something might have happened. After a little nudge from her friend, Homura stutters out a request, asking if you'd go on a date with her. You were a bit surprised at first, but looking back on it, it was possible most of the stuff you just attributed to her being shy could have been because of a crush. Either way, you accepted with a smile before she quickly scurried off, the pink haired girl offering you a smile and a quick thanks before following after her friend.

》 When the day finally came, you honestly didn't really know what to do. You don't really want to force her out of her comfort zone or push her too hard. After being in the hospital for so long, she hasn't got to experience much so something simple was good with her. It also didn't help that you weren't as familiar with her as you would've liked.

》 She wasn't much of a talker or one for physical activity, so that alone took out things like restaurants or games. You were thinking of a movie, it wouldn't be some awkward silence like a restaurant but there's still the problem of just sitting there, staring at a screen. Not your idea of a good time.

》 You eventually just decided to take her to the local aquarium. Miktihara was a big city on the coast, so it goes without saying it's aquarium was well known and pretty famous. She wouldn't feel forced to talk or anything and it would be her first time going to one, so hopefully it would be a good experience for her.

》 You picked her up at her house and were off. as expected she didn't really say much so you carried the conversation. It was a bit harder than expected. Her home life was non-existent, school wasn't the best, and she didn't really have too many hobbies. She did start talking about a few friends she made at school though, you were happy to hear she was branching out, but she was still a bit hesitant to go into too much detail.

》 Luckily things picked up when you got there. Homura was bamboozled! It was definitely worth it to see her eyes light up as the two of you walked around. Don't mean to brag or anything, but you went very far with her for a first date. You didn't know she was the type but you held hands while walking around.

》 The day wasn't exactly eventful but it was still fun nonetheless. You ended up buying her some plush she had her eye on before you left, it was slightly a scam with how much it was but she seemed happy enough with it, so it was worth the price. Her smile practically never leaving her face as the two of you walked back to her house. She was a lot more open by the end of it, talking pretty much the entire way back.

The two of you stood in front of her house, it's been a long day so you were fairly tired, not really wanting it to end. Judging by the fact Homura was still holding onto your hand, it’s safe to say she didn't either.

She reluctantly let go, turning to you, her cheeks a light shade of red. You were tempted to reach up and pinch them, but that would be pretty weird, so you resist. She breathes in before saying, “T- thank you, Y/N. We should, uh… Can we...?”

You wait for her to finish, but her eyes just shift around as if she's looking for what she wants to say. You can't help but laugh before nodding. “How does next Sunday sound?”

Her eyes widen but she quickly nods, thankful she wasn't the one that had to say it. “I'd like that.” She says with a soft smile.

You were a bit shocked as she lunged forward, wrapping her arms around you. She didn't give you much time to even process it before she let out a squeak and practically started sprinting to the door at a world record pace. You blink a few times, staring at the floor she just ran through before turning on your heel and walking away. You can tell things will definitely be more lively from now on.

[noroi1000]

Could I request a reader x gojo oneshot where reader is in her early 30s so around the same age as utahime and she was a married woman but her husband who was a military soldier,died in a mission while she's a powerful sorcerer ever since her youth. Reader doesn't teach at either of the jujutsu high schools but has trained maki and megumi a few times ( and she's a very intense trainer 👹). Despite being sociable and friendly she's a very private woman and is rather cold hearted even though she doesn't outwardly express it but this is not because of any trauma response or whatsoever,she's just like that but that doesn't mean she didn't love her husband,in fact she did very much so and her husband was basically huge golden retriever prince charming who's a simp to sum his character up lmao.

Now giving some attention gojo ehm,he knows reader for quite some many years but doesn't know her privately despite that they even hung out with each other quite a lot of times ( where they've been mistaken as a couple 👁👁) and he basically developed a crush on her somewhat lol but she doesn't have any feelings for him because she's very hard to get n impress n almost impossible to be charmed(and honestly very rightfully so) even though she had a husband,yea. a few personal things i'd wanna add is pls make very tall 🤲🤲 and not someone who blushes 🥹. a specific scenario i'd like as well is for where reader n gojo are returning from a date and while coming back,reader says she wants to go back home walking in the night because she loves how windy and moonlit it is which is very much ok w gojo but bothered that she might catch a cold (jacket lending moment 🫣??) and then it starts raining quite heavy after a while but reader doesn't give a damn and enjoys it even more and persuades to not shield her or himself with his infinity so he gives in to her and they just enjoy themselves a lot in the rain lol and when the rain finally stops,he carries her her while holding her heels ( yes ik this is cute 🤭) and when they reach gojo's penthouse or whatever bcs he lives closer compared to her penthouse,a nsfw moment begins ehm ( pls don't invited bl*wjobs and i'd like reader to be more dom despite what position or whatever ) and next day he's cuddled to her chest and hugging her 🥹🥹♥️.soon,she finally gives him a chance and quite a while later,she's married w him after he proposes bcs manz RE-realises he's so in love w her n never getting escaping it but only fall deeper (that lovers of everytime to eternity n do anything for u kinda love simp n girlboss sexy n dangerous wife 🙏🙏🙏) but no one finds out abt their marriage because she's a private woman n also bcs she doesn't change her last name nor does have/want kids.

lol this is quite long,have a good day !

love ur writings n art 🌟

Life-fairy tale

paring: Gojo x reader

warnings: smut, angst, mentioned death

words: 3.4k

You still remember your husband's hair. His eyes. His smile. He was such a nice man. He was always able to help anyone. He was like a prince from a fairy tale. Friendly, brave and also handsome. He had almost no flaws.

But the only fault with him was that he was a soldier. This has ruined your relationship.

One moment turned three years of your marriage into hell. It changed your life so far…

Your life stopped the moment you went to check something out.

You loved your husband so much. And you regretted that when he left the house that day…

You wished you'd sent him a beaming smile the moment you said goodbye to him.

Your emotions have always been cold. Even though you truly loved him, and you showed it. You're not crazy like the others. You live at peace. Even though you don't show as much emotion as others still do, you're fine. Everything that was bothering you just stayed inside of you. You didn't show it. You didn't want to, and you can't cry in front of someone. You left your emotions to yourself.

You were not afraid to enter the hospital where many people were lying.

It was so cold there…

You've been watching people die for as long as you can remember.

Being a sorcerer doesn't add anything nice to your life. But the sight of a dead man or other creature doesn't bother you.

You've been practically learning about killing for years…

You were sad when you saw your husband's closed eyes, which always shone with a cheerful brown. His eyelids lay over his eyes, so you couldn't see the color.

You saw the hole in his hair where his skull was split open. A fragment where his golden hair was not at all. It was taped over for the appearance of his body.

You didn't cry looking at his dream.

You were sad. But you couldn't cry. It can happen to you too. Anytime. You'll join him someday. Someday you too will sleep peacefully and not worry about anything.

Your husband was killed during the intervention of the squad when the terrorists took over the building. Armed robbery they needed a military squad to help with.

There weren't many casualties.

One of them was your husband. Whose smile you'll never see again.

You got Prince Charming, but unfortunately you lost him.

It's because he wanted to help people…

He died to save someone's life…

But now he won't help your life…

You have lost someone close to you.

You are a Jujutsu sorcerer. And jujutsu sorcerers always lose something…

You are 30 years old.

You planned to start a family with your husband. For three years of marriage, you've thought about it. You were supposed to quit your dangerous job. To start a family.

You have a husband who was like a prince charming.

Or rather, you had a husband…

You are 30 years old, and you are a Jujutsu sorcerer. You are the widow of your husband, an army soldier. You have no family, no one has feelings for you.

For people you are emotionless, even though you can love and want to be loved.

You want someone to be next to you. You don't like being alone. When you're lonely, it's cold.

You have a cold heart, but you are a loving person.

A heart of ice can be warmed, but it can also warm.

You just need to hold your heart to another heart that beats for you.

"I heard what happened. I'm sorry, (y/n)-san."

You heard a voice behind you.

You turned around to see the tall white haired man.

"Gojo."

"Hi." He smiled at you. "Your face always reminds me of Megumi and Maki. As for them too, they told me you gave them a good workout. A day later, their muscles were hell." He chuckled as he stepped closer.

You looked at him with the same expression on your face. Ordinary face.

"You know, I'm here now to tell you my condolences… You must have taken the loss of your husband very hard."

"It's the same funeral as anyone else. Even though I will miss him… I can't help it. At least he died doing what he always wanted to do…"

"If you want, I'm always there for comfort. I'm good at hugging." He extended his hands towards you.

He moved closer to you and placed his hands on your shoulders, bringing you closer to his chest.

You looked at him questioningly, raising your eyebrows slightly.

"Uuh. Just like Megumi…" He laughed. "We don't know each other very well, but I think it's enough to invite you to something, for example? Would you like a drink? Or eat something? You know… Just like we used to go out as a group…"

"Gojo, that's why Utahime-chan hates you. Because you still wanted to spend time with us…" You pulled away from him.

"…It's not my fault that it was even fun to hear others consider us a couple…" He murmured softly, scratching his chin.

"Was it fun for you? You know that wasn't true." You replied to him.

You don't mind talking to him. It's not that you don't like him. You just don't feel any affection for him other than friendship. Maybe not even friendship. You are friends from work who spent time together for the sake of other friends. Utahime would like to see Shoko.

"It was cool for me because I might like you." He said with a small smile as he rubbed the back of his head. "I just find you an admirable person and I like you."

Your face was completely different from what he wanted. He wanted you to blush. To show you're a little embarrassed.

"uh? No enchantment in your eyes…" he muttered sadly.

"I'm not impressed with you coming up to me and telling me you like me. It's not something I like."

"Should I do something else to win your heart?" he asked calmly.

"Impress me in some way. Be what you think you can impress me." You said looking at his face.

"That is?"

"It depends on you. You don't know me that much, but I think enough to guess anything." You looked at your phone. "I'm sorry. I have to go."

You turned around and walked forward, feeling his energy the same. This flow does not change. He is neither happy nor sad. He's acting normal. As always.

Standing and looking at the back of your head, he thought about what you said.

Until he finally got an idea.

Since life for you has never been like a fairy tale to read, maybe he can make you feel like you're living in a fairy tale for at least one evening.

You can smile too. And he knows it.

You are the person who deserves a good life.

There has never been a fairy tale for you in life. It was just ordinary life.

Even though Gojo didn't know your husband, he knew that this man made you happy.

Maybe your husband made you feel special.

And if Gojo At least once makes you feel like in a fairy tale with him too?

Will you feel enchanted then? Will he impress you to look at him in a different way??

"I want to invite you to go out together today."

"Fine… I'll go out with you."

"Did you like the movie? Did you like the food?"

You looked at Gojo who was walking next to you, happy like a child.

You went to the cinema, then he took you to a restaurant. Could this evening have been better?

At least you escaped from sitting alone at home in front of the TV.

You left the house, and you had a nice time with him, even if you're just co-workers.

What are you supposed to do when he says he likes you?

It's his opinion who he likes. You can't forbid him, but you also don't want to hurt him.

For as many years as you've known him, she felt nothing for him. You don't want him to go through what you're going through with your loss. And he had a crush on you even though you were married… Who would have thought.

He is 2 years younger than you, Gojo already knows life. You knew he had been through as much as you. As much as you've been through. The loss of all loved ones.

Life for him was not a fairy tale. And you know he's a nice guy, just a little annoying.

If you cut out a few features, Gojo Satoru resembles your husband…

Like a prince charming, he lives in the world smiling.

Even though Gojo has a dark side that you can easily say doesn't belong to the prince.

"Hey, (y/n)? Can I talk to you like that? Just your name?" he asked, suddenly focusing your attention on his face.

"…Yeah… You can say that. And sorry, I thought…"

"That's fine. Let's hurry. Fooooo… It's getting cold."

"Are you cold?" You asked as you walked over to him.

"No. But I'm afraid the weather will be bad on my first date with you."

"Date? Is this a date for you?" You asked.

"Sure. I consider it a date. Don't you like that?" He murmured, waiting for your reply with patience.

"I do not mind." you smiled slightly.

And that was the moment he was so glad to see your smile. He was so happy.

You just smiled at him.

"And I don't mind the weather either. If you want to know what I liked most about this evening…" You looked at the moon floating in the sky. "…this is the walk. I missed night walks. Especially when it was a bit windy and moonlit night. I missed it so much…"

"It's okay. I like this evening. It's so beautiful right now." He said looking directly at you.

It was beautiful not only because the moon was shining so brightly.

It was beautiful because you were standing there next to him. Looking at the moon.

"Aren't you cold? You can catch a cold. You don't have a warm jacket." said Gojo, pointing at you.

"It's okay. I'll bear it. It's not far from my house yet." You said watching the clouds go by.

When you heard a shuffling next to you, you looked sideways at him.

You saw him pull his jacket off his body, adjust the sleeves and everything, then he stepped closer to you.

"…Gojo?"

You were silent as you felt the light weight of a warm jacket on your shoulders.

You felt warm right away. The cold didn't touch you.

It was very nice of him. Even if he didn't have to.

You remember how your husband warmed you during your evening walks together. When it got cold.

He was always there to give you some warmth. If not with clothes, then with his arm or even warming you with words.

Gojo didn't even know your husband, so why are they acting so similar to you?

Because to both of them, you deserve a fairy tale life.

Life like a fairy tale, only for you. They both show that you deserve the best good that can be.

Even though the two of them had never met, they were compatible.

They both loved you and wanted to bring a smile to your face.

They both wanted to see you smile at them lovingly.

The only difference is that you loved your husband.

But you don't love Gojo.

Even if he wanted it.

Your heart cries. There are overcast clouds in your mind that sometimes release rain.

Your husband has been dead for a month.

Would it really be good for him that you dated someone after he died?

Your husband only wanted happiness for you.

But you don't know if he would like that.

"As long as you're happy, nothing else matters to me. I care about your happiness (y/n)."

Those were your husband's words

So if he wanted it, maybe he wouldn't be angry about it…

Maybe he won't be angry with you for giving Gojo a chance to lighten your heart.

Would you like your life to become a fairy tale? As it was before. Where every time you woke up there was some love next to you.

Even if you had your last name, not your husband's. Even if you didn't have children. You still felt very loved. He gave it to you.

If you gave Gojo a chance, would he do the same?

It won't hurt you to try…

You don't want to break his heart.

And you don't want to be heartbroken when all of this turns out not to be true either.

You want to give him a chance.

"Oh, come closer to me. It's starting to rain and we don't have an umbrella." He said suddenly, seeing drops of water starting to fall from the sky. More and more.

You looked at the puddles forming in front of you, thinking how cool it would be to feel the water on your skin.

You suddenly grabbed his hand and pulled him closer as you walked briskly.

He pulled you to his chest, giving you a smile.

He was smiling because he saw your smile.

Pushing him slightly away from you, you stepped away from him and started walking under the rain.

Watching the drops fall in front of you.

Feeling the cool drops hit your skin. They get into your clothes.

Every time you walked away from him, moments later he would reappear behind you, holding you by the waist. Hugging you lightly.

You got tangled in his hands. And as you twirled around laughing, it felt like you were both dancing.

Looking into his eyes, you saw nothing like your husband.

And that's what it was all about.

You were supposed to write a life fairy tale together.

Your fairy tale.

You never knew Gojo lived so close to you.

One street away.

However, from where you came from, it was better to go to him. His house was a little closer than yours.

That's why when he carried you down the sidewalk with your shoes in his hand, he completely forgot that he could turn on infinity so he wouldn't have to get wet with you.

But what is it for? Your clothes stuck together as your bodies kept each other warm that evening.

He didn't care that his hair was flat and stuck to his face. He didn't care that his clothes were so soaked with water that no more water was soaking in.

He was only focused on you being in his arms. Holding his neck tight as you look at him.

When you hug him to keep from falling to the ground. Staring into his eyes with a smile. In his whole face. Looking at every line of his face. Memorizing every shape.

Even white eyelashes with little drops of water on them.

Just as a writer starts a story with something, you start yours with something.

You started inconspicuously.

And now you two end up together, close.

Gojo is different than your husband.

They differ in appearance.

They differ in height, slightly body shape.

And also that Gojo's penis is bigger.

You neither expected nor wanted your first date to turn into an adventure in bed.

Even if it could look like that, it won't.

You don't want a fleeting partner.

Now you want Gojo to give you some love.

He will be your springboard from losing love.

He will help you bounce back and then he will hold you. You will bounce back from this together.

Holding each other in their arms.

You're not a one-night stand. And that's what you're showing him.

You want to feel good.

Just like him.

So you clung to his thighs, gasping back as you started bouncing on his cock. Giving him a view of your bouncing breasts in front of him.

Giving him the opportunity to moan.

You never expected that someone who is such a strong sorcerer would allow someone to control him.

To you, Gojo was a guy who needed direction.

No doubt he knows what to do.

But you know that you can do it better for him.

Make him more submissive. And he'll let you fuck him.

Make you use his cock for your pleasure and his.

And he, like a good boy, will let you. And he will moan for you too.

Quiet moans and grunts every time your loins meet his hips.

Standing in a crouch above him, you wiggled your ass so that he would come in and out of you. You took him deep to feel him as deeply as possible. Feeling the long cock kissing your insides so deep.

As he placed his hands on your thighs, he placed one hand on his wrist. Holding him as you purred as you rode him.

You ran your hand over his balls, feeling his length quiver.

As he began to push his hips up, you pulled him out of you and left him unwrapped and warm.

As you massaged your clitoris, you ran your other hand very slowly along the base of it, causing him to have a sudden orgasm as you slid your hand up, taking your fingers off of his..

You watched as his cum leaked out in short spurts.

You lowered yourself and laid your breasts against his quivering length. Making more of his white fluid shoot out when touched, staining your skin. As he moaned out of his orgasm, you didn't stop touching yourself. Feeling your orgasm approaching, you looked at his cock as it slowly snuggled more and more into the softness of your tits.

While he was hard, you got up and sat on top of him, hearing him choke out as your pussy sucked him inside.

Running your fingers over your sensitive bud, you came, crushing his cock with your orgasm. Watching his stomach muscles quiver with sensitivity to your action.

You're not a one-night stand.

You found out a few weeks ago.

Especially when you heard that he's inviting you on another, fourth date this week. That was the moment when that date was the most important thing in your life with him. Changing your life.

Your dates often ended like the first one. Nice evening, then sex.

No matter where you spend your time, you're fine. Cinema, restaurant, amusement park, even just a walk.

It made you feel so special.

He was showing you that he really loves you, that you can feel loved. It doesn't matter at what point.

Nobody found out about anything. Maybe they knew you were a couple.

But no one knew that you became the wife of a man named Gojo Satoru.

You don't have his name. You are not planning to have children yet.

You live as you lived with your last, late husband.

Happy in love.

They both don't care who you are.

They both loved you for it.

Your fairy tale ended when your husband died.

But your fairytale life started when you said a few words to Gojo at your wedding.

Life has never been perfect. Life can never be a fairy tale.

But love can make you feel like you're living in a fairy tale.

Everyone deserves love, and everyone can start feeling like life is a fairy tale too.

All you need is the right person who you love and who won't leave you.

Everyone can find a life-fairy tale. All you have to do is follow your heart and do what you want. So that you don't listen to anyone who thinks they know what's good for you.

You gave Gojo a chance to impress you. And thus began your story in a fairy tale. Even if not everything can be perfect, the only thing that matters is that you will be together.

Gojo captivated you with how much he cared

His words could also be captivating. Those were words you've heard before. From the man who gave you your first fairytale life, with happiness.

Satoru repeated this, showing that he knew what you needed.

You don't need an ideal because ideals don't exist.

The moment he proposed to you.

"I know I'm not perfect… But I love you. Tell me what I can change to become that ideal for you."

All you could do at that moment was silence him because you couldn't listen to what he was saying.

And kiss him, accepting his love.