#serizawa x reader

[arabaka]

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ reigen arataka x fem!reader x serizawa katsuya. CONTENT WARNINGS: 18+ !!! reader has an established relationship with reigen. virginity loss (serizawa). fingering. light cum eating. m!receiving oral. threesome (no serirei). she/her pronouns. use of 'girl' and 'beautiful' (once each). unprotected sex. WORD COUNT: 3.2k PSD CREDIT !!! MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI or I WILL IRRITATE YOUR BOWELS（ ꐦꉺωꉺ)つ

It’s unholy, the sounds you’re making but they sound more glorious than a church choir and promise to take him to heaven all the same.

Moans freely fall from your parted lips, incantations of your lover’s name following a breath as he drags your pleasure out using only his fingers. Your face is the picture of ecstasy, eyelashes flittering together as you struggle to keep your eyes open, too overcome by his hand at your cunt and his lips on your ear. A single utterance, no– an order makes you fight your heavy lids, your gaze coming to focus on the tense figure seated on a chair by the end of the bed. “Keep looking at him.”

Him being Serizawa. Your friend. His employee.

It’s all so filthy, this little arrangement of yours. Reigen, the teacher. Serizawa, the student. And you? Why, you're the perfect teaching model.

"Are you paying attention, Serizawa?" Reigen asks but he can already see it in his eyes; the man is absolutely mesmerized by your expressions of rapture, dutifully following every sigh, every whimper as you writhe in Reigen's hold. Serizawa’s eyes, wide with intrigue, trace your form, following the curve of your legs as you keep them spread and bent for his viewing pleasure. He’s committing to memory what makes you tick, keeping track of where Reigen’s fingers are when your hips buck into the air so helplessly, so needily. His fingers twitch, anxious for their turn. This isn’t lost on you. None of Serizawa’s reactions, so tame and meek, are lost on you.

You aren’t exaggerating anything; all your drawn out moans, every hiccup and cry, are genuine and deserved. You’re there to be pleased and to make sure everyone in the room knows it. You tremble, caged between Reigen’s legs, as his index finger runs circles around your clit, his other hand working on pumping one digit, then another, and then another deep inside your awaiting pussy. All you can do is continue to sing Reigen’s praises as he so eloquently explains, “Listen to that. Look at how wet she is, just from playing with her clit. That’s how she’s able to suck me in so easily, right?” You can’t nod fast enough, gripping onto Reigen’s arms as he drives his fingers in and out your quivering hole, your walls closing in on him with every push. “You gotta make sure she’s enjoying it– you got that, Serizawa?”  

He sounds like he’s done this before, like you both have done this before– wait, have you? Another rush of blood has his erection twitching in his slacks, desperate for release and Reigen knows this. He sees Serizawa start to palm the heavy ridge, watches carefully how the man’s chest starts to rise and fall a little quicker, a little needier. Serizawa's squirming in his seat, when did this chair get so uncomfortable? “What do you think, hm? Ready to take over?” Reigen’s sudden question makes the heat in Serizawa’s face jump several degrees but his mouth runs dry when it comes to answering. It’s only when you chime in, voice laden with lust, that Serizawa snaps out if it.

“Serizawa… Please. I wanna cum.”

You’re counting the differences between Reigen’s touch and Serizawa’s; where Reigen is smooth, Serizawa is rough. He’s whispering apologetic mantras in your ears, breath hot and heavy on the shell of your ear as his gruff hands grope and cup your breasts. The quality of his hunger, the intrinsic, animalistic nature in him is obvious from his ministrations on your chest and it’s palpable; all on his own, he pulls delicious moans from you and the way his name rolls off your tongue goads him to push further, to test the waters. 

Serizawa’s thicker digits pinch your nipples, first hesitantly but when you beg him for more, he tugs ever so slightly, his pupils blown wide as he fixates on the perfect O your supple lips make. All because of him. You can feel Serizawa struggle beneath you as you recline on his chest, situated so comfortably between his legs on the bed you normally only share with Reigen. You start to grind on Serizawa, rolling your hips back to treat him to some friction as a treat for how he’s lavishing your tits with his touch. Guttural groans come rumbling from his throat and before he knows it, he has one hand eagerly traveling down your stomach, fingers rolling around the hood of your swollen clit. He gasps at how wet you are and his gaze can’t help but shift from the hand at your tit to the build up of arousal around your cunt. 

“You’re doing so good, Seri…” You coo, a gentle hand of yours coming to cup his face, your thumb starting to swipe lovingly on his cheek. Your eyes flit over to Reigen, who’s started to disrobe. First his tie, then his coat. You watch with bated breath as one by one, his buttons come loose. You’ve always been enchanted by his body but now with Serizawa’s fingers on you, fingers IN you, your feelings are amplified to a degree that has your brain buzzing and your core twisting. “Is this okay?” Serizawa’s voice is ragged in your ear, desperate for a remedy. A remedy only you can give him.

In one fell swoop, you capture Serizawa’s lips in a kiss that is both aggressive and full of affection, like the dam’s been broken and there’s no turning back. You lick until he invites you in, your tongues clashing, first like novices but he catches on so perfectly for you, takes all your incantations of his name with a full heart and a throbbing cock. Your walls flutter around his fingers, just two of them feeling like Reigen’s three (maybe even four), filling you up as he plunges knuckles deep inside you. His movements are haphazard but the pace he works at makes you delirious all the same. He smooths circles around your clit, remembering how that made you melt and moan and you can feel him smile widely against your mouth as you do as he expected. Crying and whining for him.

“C-Can I cum?” Lips popping free from Serizawa’s, you crane your head back to Reigen, choking on your breath as you find him stroking his cock, wrist rolling hard from the tip to the base. His thumb gathers the build up of pre-cum, reserving it for your taste buds as he saunters over. You know the drill so you wrap your lips around his finger, sucking him clean. He presses his thumb deeper, narrowed eyes with heavy lids glancing over to Serizawa when he instructs, “Go on. Make her cum.” 

Serizawa swallows hard. There’s a lot going on, it’s almost too much but he does what he’s told. But not before lingering on Reigen’s hard and bulging member for a moment, noting its length and slight curvature, how the tip is red and leaking. “Kiss me, Serizawa. I wanna cum!” Your begging pulls his attention back to you and oh, how he wants to please you so bad, feel you crumble all around him as he ushers you to your long-awaited release. So he pinches your cheeks, capturing your jutted lips in a passionate kiss, his tongue already sliding against yours as he jackhammers his fingers while adding another into your pliant little hole. Your walls, so squishy and tightening more and more by the second, welcome the pressure Serizawa’s fingers bring. “P-Please.” Now he’s pleading, panting into your mouth as he finishes, “Cum for me.” 

You couldn’t deny the request, even if you wanted to. You cum, hard and rushed, around Serizawa’s fingers and even he joins in your dreamy moans as he feels your release coat his fingers in a glimmering sheen. Drops of your slick start to trickle down his wrist and you’ve stained his jacket, his slacks, but he doesn’t care. He’d let you ruin anything in his closet. He’d let you ruin him.

And that’s when you start to feel a foreign puddle welling up behind you. Serizawa’s come to burst with you, cumming in his pants so fast that he chokes on a groan so loud, it makes Reigen’s member twitch with anticipation. Serizawa would be ashamed if this was any other situation. But with the pair of you, all he can think about is how he now has a desire for more.

Your breathing starts to regulate, but you know it won’t be stable for long, not if Serizawa and Reigen have anything to say about it. You can already feel Serizawa’s cock fatten up behind you in record time, displaying his want, his carnal need, for more. It’s Reigen that breaks the silence, cock in hand as he continues to pump, “You ready to cum in her pussy next, Serizawa?” And it’s you who so sweetly offers on an exhale, “Your pick.”

That’s how Serizawa’s ended up lying on his back. That’s how you have ended up with your legs spread, knees at his hips, your cunt just mere inches above his fat, throbbing member. And that’s how Reigen’s ended up with his cock at your cheek– poking, prodding, impatient. 

“I’m gonna put it in, okay, Seri?” He feebly nods. You’ll take it. Your palms flat on his stomach, you sink your hips low until Serizawa’s wide tip is bumping along your entrance. You gasp when he centers his cock, the head of his shaft now pressing in you. So much of him has to cram inside, the pressure has you feeling stuffed and he isn’t even past the tip. The stretch– it burns but you try not to show it in your face. Serizawa is the opposite; he’s never mastered the art of a poker face, always wearing his heart on his sleeve so you see it all. Nirvana just cresting his expression, his eyes are awash with pleasure as he watches your hips shimmy, pussy finally adjusting to his girth.

Sliding down, you push a husky groan from Serizawa, straight from his chest. His head sinks further into the mattress and shaky hands come to rest on your waist, though you can’t tell if that’s for him or for you. You feel sublime, unlike anything he’s ever felt before and you haven’t even started moving. You’re just so warm and you hug him so tight with your walls. You watch him shudder and huff just under his breath. It must be a lot for him, you think. So you start nice and slow, your hips undulating with a focus on running your clit over him but you underestimate just how delicious the combination of stimulating yourself while the end of his cock is buried so deep inside you, you feel him throbbing in the pit of your stomach. 

Oh. This is very different from Reigen.

“I’m– I’m gonna start moving now.” When you speak, you choke on your words. It’s overwhelming. It’s easy to understand how you’ve only been focusing on Serizawa, why you can only take him into consideration because he’s just so massive, he’s wedged in so tight he makes you feel whole. But that doesn’t stop Reigen from nudging your cheek with the fat of his cock, thumb rubbing out his foreskin as he eagerly awaits for you to relieve him. “Make sure you hold onto her, Serizawa.” Reigen barely gets the words out without groaning. You whittled away the last shred of his composure when he saw you take all of Serizawa into that tight little pussy of yours, the same one he’s claimed, the very one he’s filled with his cum more times than he can recall. 

And you’re taking him in so well, Reigen notes, and it’s appetizing how your bottom lip, supple and pouty, ushers out whispered moans and whimpers as you start to grind on Serizawa’s cock on your ascent. “Go on. Help her.” Reigen’s orders sound weakened; seeing you fuck yourself on his newly minted worker makes his member pulse and twitch in his hand, wrapping tighter with every stroke as he commits to memory the way Serizawa is looking at you, eyes fogged over with salacious want while you completely commit yourself to the tidal waves of pleasure that flood your pussy when Serizawa’s veiny cock run along your walls. You’re finding your rhythm with Serizawa when your cunt finally adjusts to his width and length and he can feel you relax around him but why are you still so fucking tight? 

“C’mere.” Reigen murmurs to you, his free hand coming to cup your chin. He gives you a look over, soaking in how fucked out you look with your glazed over eyes and slack jaw, skin slightly shiny with sweat. If he’s being honest, he could cum just from watching Serizawa fuck you dumb but he’s the only reason you two are here, like this, so he thinks he’s earned himself some special attention too. So when he presses a palm to the back of your head, drawing you in, you oblige with a greedy open mouth. No adjusting necessary, Reigen’s cock fits perfectly in your mouth and you know just how to treat him. 

“Thatta’ girl.” You eat up Reigen’s praises, you always have, and you show your gratitude by looking up at him, keeping that eye contact when the tip of your nose finally runs against his pelvis. Reigen’s groans start to join Serizawa as they both give themselves over to the pleasure, over to you. God, you think Reigen’s always sounded pretty but with Serizawa in the mix, you think you’ll short-circuit. It’s indescribable, the way they both fill you up and drive themselves into you like they can’t live without it. Without you.

Serizawa can’t help it, you feel too good. Surely you’ll forgive him for deepening his thrusts, rushing his cock inside you quicker and harder than before. You look so blissful, eyelashes fluttering shut as you gag yourself on Reigen’s dick and the sounds you make are so sloppy, so lewd and sinful that Serizawa has to grind you on the base of his cock until he’s hitting a spot that makes you cry all around Reigen. “Fuck, beautiful. You’re doing so good.” The blond croons watching you crumble around Serizawa’s forceful ramming. Reigen starts to rock himself into you, throwing his head back when your cheeks start to hollow out as you suck long and hard down his length. His cock quivers in your mouth, bobbing and filling out the back of your mouth with a familiar, but ever intoxicating feel. He keeps you up and stable, a hand at the crown of your head dragging you as deep as he wants you to be while the other meets yours on his outer thigh. You cling to him for support and he gladly gives it, watching you with such rapture as you get your holes filled by the two of them.

Serizawa bucks his hips into you with reckless abandon, trying to make sure he is flush against your cunt at every second. The pressure, the intensity at which you squeeze him with your hot and gummy walls is so sublime, he can hardly contain himself. He could never imagine that this is what sex feels like, that this is what YOU feel like. Your pussy clings to him so tightly, he's going delirious. This is so different from his fist, from all the late nights he'd spent rutting into his own hand for some relief. He thought he knew pleasure but you're showing him just how wrong he was. He fights the heaviness in his lids to focus on you, feeling his chest tighten and his cock twitch when he sees you deep throating Reigen's length with lewd enthusiasm. Yet you still bounce on Serizawa's cock, giving both men the attention they deserve and crave like it's second nature to you.

Rings of erotic bliss flood your system, from your mouth to your cunt, electrifying shocks added every time your clit brushes against Serizawa's abdomen. Your groans aren't just self-serving; through the tear drops coating your eyelashes, you see Reigen crane his head to the ceiling, his expression putting his euphoria on full display as he continues to fill your pliant mouth with his engorged member. You savor his taste, flattening your tongue against his length and surrounding him with your wet and hot slobber as you continue to pump him into your mouth. You sputter and gag around him, knowing full well this drives him crazy. "Fuck." Reigen growls, almost as if on cue when you push yourself to hilt, the tip of your nose flattening against his trimmed pubic hair. You just look so pretty, so ironically angelic, taking them both in so earnestly and happily. It's enough to drive him mad– hell, drive them both over the edge.

"You getting close?" Reigen's voice is gravelly but his words are clear. However, who he is speaking to is up in the air so you and Serizawa both reply. You in the series of choked whines and Serizawa with a husky and depraved yes. "Gonna cum in your mouth and Serizawa's gonna fill you up. Can you do that?" You couldn't argue, wouldn't argue. You're so full, so absolutely wracked with pleasure that you could do this over and over again and never get tired. The knot building up in your core, the one Serizawa's been poking and jamming, is bursting at the seams and you're just dying for release.

Serizawa's a mess, jaw slack and eyes hazy as he reaches his apex and Reigen can't help but delight in knowing you've brought him there– that you two are the reason for his wrecked state. Between that and seeing you, so hungry and shiny with tears and sweat, Reigen's about to pop. And he does, he can't even get the words out fast enough to warn you when he starts to shoot and flood your mouth with his sticky cum. You lap up all that he gives you, taste buds tingling at his unique flavor. You try to swallow but feel yourself buckling, knees shaking when Serizawa pummels into you with a whole new degree of fervor and want, like he's determined to coat your innermost being with his cum. He chokes, "C-Cumming!" as his cock spasms one last time against the ridges of your tight walls, his cum abundant and thick as it spurts inside you. It's so much, it spills out along with your own release from the tiniest of crevices, gathering in a puddle on Serizawa's pelvis. The nerves in your clit pulse, hard enough that you feel it throughout your whole body and all you can do is sigh in contentment all around Reigen's member, his cock still hard and deep in your mouth.

Replacing the moans comes heavy breathing and huffs, the three of you trying to stabilize your hearts after such a raucous experience. Reigen's cock slips out of your mouth, dribbling remnants of cum and drool down your puffy lips until your chin is soaked. He smooths your cheek with his thumb, looking at your with such adoration it makes you heart thud loudly in your chest. "I'll go get some towels." He ends up murmuring against your lips, leaving you with a sweet peck. 

And when he comes back, he sees you, still stuffed with Serizawa's cock, lurching forward and gingerly rubbing Serizawa's face, red and obviously spent, popping a few kisses to his lips while you praise him for being so good, perfect even. That's when he knows. You'll be doing this again. And again. And again.

[bullieving-in-amour]

Reader is a messy eater

Prompt : What if Reader is a messy eater like, if not more so than, Reigen ? Reigen, Serizawa, Ekubo and Yoshioka react to seeing you having a mess on your face, and their reaction of it.

CW : mention of food

Pairing : Ekubo/Reader, Reigen/Reader, Serizawa/Reader, Yoshioka/Reader Dynamic : Non specified dynamic

•Arataka doesn't notice his own mess, ever - but he notices yours. Always ends up laughing about it, and teasing you about it gently, but as he speaks his smile will often wobbles a little because... Oh. Oh, that's, that's really cute, actually. He licks his thumb and wipes your face with affection, until he gets all of it off your skin, or you complain and get him to stop. Will, absolutely, fully die of loving fluster if you do the same to him, rarely ever would complain about you doing it.

•Katsuya thinks it's a funny, 'rolls eyes in fondness' quirk his friend, Arataka, has - but you ? He thinks it's cute. He does think it's cute, in a way, with Arataka too, but coupled with his feelings for you, it's a much different type of it. The type that gets him to coo at you, calling out to "Hold on, look at me my love" in a toothrooting sweet tone, and wipe the whatever's on your face with a tissue or clothe, if you let him, with a sunshine smile and a happy "There you go !" when he's done.

•Ekubo's favorite thing in life is love born bullying. Obviously, as much of a little shit as he is, he knows how to be responsible with this kind of attitudes but, if he can ? He's going off. "Do you even know how to eat ?", "Damn I should create a competition between you and the loser", "Should I put you back in school ?", "You know maybe I should just feed you" all the while wiping your face with whatever he could grab, only a little rough with it, not enough to hurt but definitely enough you'll complain a bit.

•Yoshioka's picture taking instinct gets triggered ! Pictures galore. Never will be used for blackmailing, either from him or ever available for your friends to use against you. He only shares the one you approve. He just has a bit of a picture collection quirk in general, so of course it applies to you too. He gives you a tissue before thinking about how he could have wiped your face for you and it being cute... but ultimately values independance through simple tasks and worries you'd find it annoying if he did it.

hope you like it ! leave a comment and reblog. my requests are open <3

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How mp100 men would react to you crying

Gender neutral esper reader

Reigen arataka

He just comes home to see his beloved crying on the floor

He's rushing to you and helping you get up and bringing you to the couch you both shared

"Y/n why are you crying? Did something happen?"

He's hugging you and helping you calm down

Tears and snot on his suit because of your red wet puffy face

Tons of kisses and rubbing your head and back

Trys to find the reason why you're crying but you're already asleep in his arms..

Serizawa katsuya

He crys with you too because he doesn't know how to handle or comfort people when crying

"Y/n don't worry I'm here" he would mumble

Your in each other's arms sobbing together

Tons of apologizing even though he did nothing wrong

He hugs you, kisses you, pats your head, back and shoulders so tons of psychical touch trying to comfort you and make you stop crying..

It hurt when he sees his loved one in pain

After tons of times trying to make you stop crying it works and you tell him why you've been crying

If it was a problem he would help you slove it together

Ryou shimazaki

He seems annoyed a little

He doesn't like it when people cry

He's had a rough childhood so he hasn't cried for in like forever..

But he feels bad to see his lover crying and on the floor while he just stands there looking down at them

He doesn't know what to do in a situation like this but he holds you in his arms

When he holds you in his arms he feels weird about it, hugging someone when someone never hugged him until you came in his life.

"Y/n what happened? Who did this."

His voice is demanding and trying to find out who or what made you cry like this but he trys to make you comfortable in every way possible even though it's a awkward situation he's never encountered.

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DRUNK CONFESSIONS

Pairing: Serizawa Katsuya/Female Reader

Summary: As rain sprinkled down from the fuzzy sky, the breeze lazily bristled as it danced throughout the city. Today, the staff of Spirits and Suchs had to get up early to travel as Reigen was contacted for a job outside of the city. With Mob having class, this job consisted of only Serizawa, Reigen, and most significantly, you. He's not sure how long he's been drawn to you. Though, he found it difficult to ignore or obscure his little crush, especially when you’re both alone. And given how close you and Reigen are, it doesn't make things any easier for him. A drink or two should prevent him from embarrassing himself for now.

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A/N: Serizawa and liquor don’t go together…

The debate story is actually a true story from me lol back freshmen year. Oh and also, If this does well enough i may do a part two. So share, reblog, or comment if you like!

WORD COUNT // 3924 words

The wind blew lazily as sprinkles of rain toppled from the beclouded sky, which covered the raw sunlight. Serizawa continued to close his eyes, however, as if the light were shining directly into them. It must be because of the time of day and how exhausted he was. He didn't get much sleep the night before because of his undesirable thoughts about you, a coworker. He has developed a small affection for you.

Even though it was just sprinkling, he stood at the crossing holding his plastic umbrella over his head because he couldn't risk having his suit even slightly ruined by the rain. The possibility that it might be pouring rain by the time you all return is his other justification for bringing an umbrella. Knowing you and Reigen, you both probably forgot. He sighed before crossing the street with the crowd as soon as the light goes green.

Reigen recently got a client request out of Seasoning City. Evidently, this forcing you all to wake up this early to travel. Reigen saw it as best if only the adults came since Mob has been busy with school in general while Tome had school on the day.

Serizawa closed his umbrella and held it close to his hip. He stared at the office door; he could hear you and Reigen talking animatedly inside. He shakily sighed, hoping to get this workday over without embarrassing himself. He always ended up feeling like a fool near you. Some days, he wished he could just speak freely with you like Reigen, but you both have known each other way longer. Serizawa could only hope someone brought coffee as he opened the door.

Your voice welcomes him as he places his umbrella on the door's handle. “Serizawa! You’re the last one to arrive. That’s not normal,” you pointed you. You sat in front of Reigen's desk, where typically potential customers sit to inquire about Spirits & Such Consulting services.

The mentioned man sat at his desk in front of you; Dimple floated nearby. “Was your train late?” Reigen asked before you could.

Serizawa flattens out his navy blue blazer and dim-red tie before taking place on the couch near your chair. “Uh yeah, I had to wait for the second one. I hope I didn’t inconvenience you all,” he stated.

Serizawa missing the second train didn't matter anyway, he always left hours earlier than needed. It’s practically impossible for him to truly be late in fashion; always guaranteed he’ll make it on time. He’s impressively good at time management.

You lean back on your chair and turned to keep your gaze on the man as you suggest. “If you ever need a ride, just ask me! I rarely drive anyway so it gives me an excuse to use the car my dad put so much effort in for me,” you told him, a heartwarming look in your eye.

He turned away even though he wanted to keep eye contact with you. “I’ll...keep that in mind,” he said in a moderate tone. He’s learned to avoid whispering and stuttering. Stuttering is a bit harder to avoid though.

“We should get ready to leave,” Reigen suggested. He switches his gaze to his laptop in front of him. “We’ll be there all day and make it back to Seasoning City by 2 am at the earliest,” he informed you all.

Dimple sighed from his spot; he was a moody spirit in the early mornings. “What exactly was the job anyway?” he said, a frown splattered on his face.

Serizawa silently also wanted to know as he didn’t understand the whole job they were hired for. Though, here comes your job. Serizawa isn’t sure what the official title is but you basically collect all the job information and put it in layman's terms for the employees, which is only three people, to understand. It may be a completely fake job cooked up by Reigen since he wanted an excuse for you and him to work together; but hell, you were good at it nonetheless.

“The client inherited a manor from her great, great grandparents that they abruptly abandoned decades ago without selling. She wanted to turn it into a local hotel. However, she stated she saw maids, butlers, and more resided there,” you explain; soothingly and efficiently.

Reigen proceeds where you ended. “We think they’re the former staff that used to work there. Unfortunately, the client doesn’t know much about her great-grandparents since her family had a strained relationship with them,” he added, crossing his arms.

Dimple jumped in, now not as far from the group as before. “If they’re ghosts that means they must’ve all died in the manor,” he stated.

You lean further back into the chairs as Serizawa gives his input. “It’s odd that they all died near the same time and as the same staff. I could only be assuming though...”

You nod your head in agreement with Serizawa's input. “That’s what I thought. I don’t think her great, great grandparents were so innocent,” you alleged.

Reigen shrugged. “Besides that, the drive will be 6 hours with no stops. We’ll be there by 10 am,” he informed, shutting his laptop and placing it inside its travel case.

Dimple groaned for what felt like the hundredth time that morning. “Sheesh, that’s the entire day, and almost half of that’s from driving,” he complained.

You clap your hands energetically, “Then we should get breakfast first!” you rejoiced. You didn’t get a chance to make a proper breakfast. All you had was a slice of toast like a cliche anime protagonist. "Serizawa should choose! Arataka and I picked the last time we traveled out of town,” you added to the group who didn’t object.

However, Serizawa did, shaking his head apologetically. “I-I don’t have any spare money to pay for food today. Sorry.”

Reigen shrugged. “Don’t fret, I’ll just take it out of your paycheck,” he put out. Though Serizawa, yet again, gently objected and explained his reasoning.

“Actually, I was planning on using this next pay for my mother's birthday...” he explained. You all listened with eyes on him, making him look away from your peering gazes. “Don’t worry, I can pass on food.”

You suddenly clap your hands again, as if your clap is the beginning of the shift of the mood of the room, which isn’t entirely untrue. You somehow were always able to switch the room to a more pleasant vibe after solemn ones. “Of course not, we’re going to be there a long time so you should eat regardless. I’ll pay for Serizawa’s portion of breakfast,” you boldly state, making Serizawa quickly object.

“But--” he started but you continued regardless of his cut-short protest.

“--And...he can pay me back when he can,” you added, courageous eyes staring into his eyes. “Okay?”

Serizawa sighs in defeat. He sometimes forgets how outspoken you and Reigen are. “O-Okay…” he replied.

You beamed. “Tell your mom I said happy birthday too,” you added.

Before the man could respond Dimple speaks up. The room's mood now is desirable again. “I’m not one for food, too much work to digest.”

“Doesn’t matter, it makes it cheaper for all of us if you don’t eat.” Reigen retorted. It wasn't like Dimple ever paid for himself anyway, he thought.

“So, whatcha craving Serizawa?” you asked, a small smile present on your face, making Serizawa silently lost in his thoughts for too long.

So long that Reigen spoke before he could answer. “Well I’m personally down for anything, I just need something to wake me up. I only had toast before leaving the house,” he commented, making you turn to him, eyeing him suspiciously.

“Me too...are you copying me Arataka?” you jested.

He scoffs in response. “As if I’d use my energy for that!”

As you both banter like middle schoolers, Serizawa finds the strength to speak loud enough to talk over you two and catch your attention. “I kind of wanted some Miso soup,” he stated, you and Reigen were quiet for a second, making the man fearful for a minute. “But I don’t really care, I’d like anything you’d like…” he added. What he truly meant by ‘you’ was just what you wanted but the way he worded made it seem as if he was speaking of everyone.

Though, you could tell by his quick glance at you when he said it, what he truly meant. “That’s sweet, Katsuya,” you murmured, making him feel like a volcano with magma bubbling in his stomach. The way you say his first name, which is already rare, makes him feel so intoxicated.

You make a ‘peace’ sign with your hands. “That’s two for Miso soup! No objection. Arataka?” you implored his opnion.

Reigen responds in a bland tone. “Well even if I did reject I'd lose, but like I said I’m down for anything,” he explained which oddly made you recall a childhood memory.

“Funny, that’s the same reason you lost against Dictionary, 2008, Debate team, 1st year."

Dimple and Serizawa had bluntly confused expressions on their faces while Reigens morphed into an annoyed scowl. “Ugh, don’t remind me of that,” he whined, leaning back in his seat.

Serizawa asks the question that he was thinking. “You were on the Debate team Reigen-sama?” he questioned his boss.

Reigen nodded. “Yeah. All throughout high school and a little bit before that. We both were actually,” he replied, pointing his thumb at you.

You childishly point your finger back at him, your tongue sticking out. “That’s how we met when we were 1st years! We were both in Debate throughout our high school careers,” you recalled cheerfully.

Serizawa's eyes widened. He knew you and Reigen knew each other for a long time but he didn’t think it was for that long. You two must know each other so well. You both would make a great couple.

“So who’s this ‘Dictionary’ anyway?” Dimple rejoined making you laugh again. It kind of made Serizawa want to laugh too.

When you started talking, breakfast was no longer on either of your minds. “Pfft, it was this guy. maybe a 3rd year? Reigen was spouting off his argument to the judges, and Dictionary brought out a little pocket dictionary and SO desperately searched through it before commenting how Arataka had used ONE fucking word wrong and objected. He said it gave off the wrong message to the judges or some bullshit like that,” you told, barely trying to hold your laughs at this point.

“Total bullshit! The judge ended up agreeing too!!” Reigen exclaimed before sighing. He smiled at the memory. “Ah, but that was so long ago," he uttered.

Serizawa couldn’t help but comment on how long you two have known each other. “Wow, I didn’t know you both knew each other for that long.”

You visibly agreed. “Mhm! 13 years. I know, it’s unbelievable. That’s an entire Mob!” You smiled so brightly as you recalled your teenage memories with Reigen, Serizawa wished he could know you as Reigen does. But, even though he’s only known you for a year, he still knows little things about you. How you talk passionately about literally anything, or how you’re always triggered when anything changes. Like if he or Reigen tie their ties differently.

Serizawa is older than you and Reigen by 2 years, though you’re more mature than him. He sighed to himself. ‘I wish I could be bold and catch your attention,’ he thought as he stared at your side profile. ‘I want you to smile when you think of us too…’

Reigen begins to randomly check his watch for no reason in particular, but that is when he notices the time, and his eyes widen to the size of plates. “It’s been half an hour!?” he belted, his voice full of disbelief.

When he shouts this information it causes each of you to check the time on your own, and he was right, it had been 32 minutes since Serizawa’s arrival. “We should get going and hurriedly get breakfast or we’re going to be there later than planned,” he advised, putting his arms through his blazer and buttoning it up.

You stand up along with Reigen. “Damn, we got distracted,” you mumbled. Serizawa stood after you. You pointed a finger at him. “Miso soup it is Katsuya!” you declared before you all left.

The group soon grabbed breakfast before beginning their drawn-out journey. The drive was uneventful for the last few hours. In the beginning, you were able to keep in conversation with all your buddy co-workers, but once the Miso soup settled in, it made your body realize how little sleep you were. You mindlessly wished you could’ve brought your car, but your car was too small. You fell asleep in the backseat of the car.

As Reigen said earlier, this drive had no stops, meaning once you all were there you all were starving for nutrition. Even Dimple was tempted to possess a body for some food. The client was there upon your arrival, fruit in her grasp. You could’ve thanked the women to death.

As the job proceeded, Serizawa was the leader for this job unlike usual. This was because he had more knowledge of spirits and ghosts. Dimple's input also helped gravely. You were, honestly, scared out of your mind along with Reigen. So you made sure to stand close to Serizawa since he seemed to know what he was doing, which made the poor man markedly delighted.

After getting chased and screamed at by perfectionist ghosts, the job was done. Reigen’s earlier estimate was right. You all were finished not too late and made it back to Seasoning City at 2 am like predicted. That job was a doozy, but the pay made it all so worth it. Luckily the client was wealthy.

“Man, that was a doooozy,” you whined as you each walked into the office of Spirits & Suchs. You flop down onto the couch cushions and rest your eyes. “I’m exhausted—and starving again,” you declared as Serizawa sat next to you.

He digs his hand into his pocket right after you stated this fact. “Here, I picked up a few granola bars when we stopped at the convenience store.” He handed you a mixed berry granola bar.

You grabbed the bars from his hands. “You’re a lifesaver, Serizawa!” you rejoiced, a smile present on your face as you open the wrapper and take a wide bite.

Reigen sat at his desk chair after closing the door behind him and Dimple; Reigen no longer wore his blazer and his tie was loose. That job was a killer. Especially since he was the one driving to and back.

You rest your elbow on the couch handles and place your cheek on your palm as you chew. “Man, I’d kill for a drink,” you thought but ended up muttering aloud.

“Would you like me to pick something up for you?” he suggested. His gaze laying on your relaxed form. You knew Serizawa was exhausted like the rest of you, he did modestly do most of the work. He's one of the strongest Espers you know. You tend to forget this due to his forbearing nature.

You shake your head, not wanting to keep asking for things. You really should thank him more. “No, you don’t have to! Plus I don’t mean any drink, particularly some al-co-hol~” you sang. Your correction unintentionally made Serizawa feel like an idiot.

When you mentioned alcohol, you caught the attention of your dear friend Reigen. “You wanna get drunk?” he inquired.

You smiled cheekily, shrugging your shoulders also. “Kinda!”

Reigen grabbed his chin in thought. “Hmm, well I don’t have any planned clients tomorrow so I'm cool with that. Been a while since I had some good alcohol,” he stated, causing you to laugh to the point of choking.

"Pfft, no way Reigen. You’re an impressive lightweight!” you teased.

Dimple rejoined the conversation. “You are a lightweight, Reigen,” he added on to the fact, making the man scowled.

“Oh, shut up!” he barked.

“I’ve never drunk alcohol before…” Serizawa announced.

You turn your gaze onto him, somewhat surprised; well, he was two years older than you so you just assumed. “What? You’ve never been wasted?” you exclaimed your sluggish form from before disappearing.

He slowly shook his head. “Uh, no,” he admitted.

“Well, that’s not a surprise,” Dimple commented.

You sometimes forget that Serizawa only recently started going out into the world. Reigen then spoke before you could. “You don’t have to drink any. We can get something else for you,” he suggested. “We should get some dinner while we’re out too,” he added.

Serizawa quickly shook his head. “N-No, I’ve been wanting to try some for a while. Just for the experience I guess,” he said. He wasn’t lying when he said that, he did like experiencing the small things. “Is that weird? Kind of niche…” he mumbles to himself.

He lightly flinched when you touched his shoulder. The contact made him shiver in delight, he was barely able to hear what you were saying. “Of course not! We all have niche things we want to do. I personally wanna buy something from a luxurious brand just for the ‘experience.’” You didn’t want Serizawa feeling as if he was the outcast between you all.

He nodded his head, avoiding eye contact with you. Now that everything was official, you ate the last piece of your granola bar, you threw it into the bin. You then pumped your fist into the air. “Let’s all get wasted!” you declared.

Your moment was ruined when Reigen deadpanned. “Wipe your face,” he said, pointing at the crumbs on your face. You whined about how he ruined your moment and embarrassed you as you wiped the crumbs off your face. After bickering like children for an hour, you all left.

You all made it back to Spirits and Such after picking up some good alcohol and food. The night was followed by friendly chatter. After hours of drinking, Reigen was the first to decide that he was ready to call it quits. Surprisingly, he wasn’t pink in the face. Dimple also decided to end the night as it was and make his leave. To be perfectly honest, you didn’t want the night to end but knew you couldn’t force them to stay. Though, it seems Serizawa also didn’t want to leave. His face was in a daze as if his mind was somewhere else entirely.

You turn your gaze to him after Reigen declared that he was ready to go home. “Serizawa, you sure you don’t wanna go with them?” you ask. Serizawa stated loudly, which was out of character, how he didn’t wanna end the night yet. “Dimple can possess somebody and drive you home. You know how to drive right, Dimple?”

Dimple responded. “Easy skill.”

Reigen scratched his nose. “Yeah, I still have that car rented for another day or two,” he added.

You all could tell he’d drunk a bit more than needed for a newbie. To his lazy posture and flushed face. Oddly, Serizawa didn’t even act like he was listening to Reigen, he ignored Reigens words and moved his face close to yours. “I’d rather stay with you,” he muttered, boldly making eye contact with you.

“Oh?” you mustered.

After a short silence, Reigen speaks. “Right… Well then, have a good night you two. Don’t forget to lock up before you leave.” He said as he opened the door, his grey blazer over his shoulder. Dimple waved you two off. “See ya later.”

Serizawa’s odd behavior did not come to a stop, even after Reigen and Dimple left. So you decide to confront him, Your eyes laced with his. “Serizawa?” You called lightly as he sat right next to you.

“Are you drunk?” you asked him.

This only made him shrug his shoulder and turn away before turning back to you. “I don’t know…but I am intoxicated by you,” he purred, making you cringe.

You sighed. “You’re drunk. You should’ve gone with Arataka,” you said more to yourself than to him. Though he responded.

“I said I’d rather be alone with you,” he repeated.

You groaned. He was sober enough to remember that. “I know what you said.” You shouldn’t have allowed him to drink so much, you thought.

What the man said next surprised you. “Mmm, If I was Reigen you wouldn’t question me. You wouldn’t worry so much about offending me," he mumbled.

You turn your head back to him, your arm on the armrest. “Katsuya, what are you talking about?”

He chuckles to himself. “You always say my name so rarely, it makes it so special to hear,” he said before frowning again. You decided it was best to just listen to him rather than to respond.

“I don’t want to worry you so much. I want you to be comfortable with me. I want you to care for me the way I care for you.” he confessed, turning his gaze to lap. “I try to be stronger, less pathetic b-but--” he sobbed, and suddenly tears were streaming down his face.“—but I don't know how to make that happen!”

You touch his arm to soothe him somehow. “Serizawa?” You wanted to ask him if he was alright but he just finished saying how he didn’t like how you constantly worried for him.

He stopped crying just as fast as he started, and he grabbed your hand that touched his bicep. “Say my first name again.” He looked up at you. “Please let me hear you say it again.”

For some reason, you mindlessly did what he asked you to do. “Katsuya~”

He groans as soon as you purr his name out “I love how you say my name. I love hearing it from your lips, I love being with you. I adore everything about you. Which makes it clear to me why you wouldn't want a man like me l-loving you…” he rambled, slouching over his lap.

It was a short silence before you began to smile at yourself. “K-Katsuya," you chuckled. "Thank you for speaking your mind with me,” you said, squeezing his hand. He turned to look at you again, he didn’t know what to say. You didn’t know what to say either: so you kissed him.

Katsuya's eyes slowly shut as you took control of the kiss. He could tell he was being needy in his kiss, but he couldn’t help it. You pulled away, his lips following you for a second. His stomach felt all hot and warm like he was going to erupt. He removed his hand from yours, quickly covering his mouth. In a second he’s behind the couch throwing up.

You stood still for a moment in shock, before realizing what he was doing. You rub his back as he embarrassedly throws up his dinner and drinks. Eventually, after he's done throwing up, he passes out from exhaustion and embarrassment.

You sighed to yourself as he slept on the couch. You wiped his face with a napkin. After thinking, you decide that you’ll both stay here for the night. He slept like a baby on the couch as you cleaned his face, and you admired his features, cupping his face before saying to yourself or him, you’re not really sure. “No. You’re not pathetic, Katsuya.”

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[we-are-so-close]

Game Night

Serizawa Katsuya x reader Fluff Word Count: 1.5k Author's Note: I've been meaning to write this for ages. I think Serizawa would love to play any type of games with you, especially video games. He's so sweet and I love him dearly. Not edited. Feedback appreciated! Italics indicate texts

“Are we still on for game night?” you texted Serizawa. The two of you had made it a habit of having game night at 5:30 on Fridays. Always at his place, as he had the best setup for any kind of games you wanted to play. He’s never bailed on a game night, but you liked to confirm that he was still interested in it. 

“We’re finishing up a job. Should be done in about 30 minutes! 🙂” he messaged back almost immediately. 

He quickly followed up with, “you can go on in and get the games ready if you’d like 😊”.

A few weeks ago, he had given you a spare key for times like this. He didn’t want to be rude and make you wait in the hallway for him to get home, but he also didn’t want you to have to wait for him to text you, thus delaying game night even longer. You accepted the key graciously and it hung on your keychain with your apartment key and a cat key charm.

The walk from your apartment to his was only about fifteen minutes. You would usually walk there by yourself and Serizawa would walk you back home. You always made him promise to text you when he got back home and he always kept that promise. It was hard to say what your relationship was. You liked him a lot, and you thought you were giving some subtle hints. But with Serizawa, it was hard to read him. He was always so nice and friendly to you, but he was that way with everyone. He always let you choose the game to play, but never really gave any indication if it was what he wanted to play. But then, you thought it didn’t really matter because he always won whatever game you played. 

You stood in front of his door for a solid five minutes before fetching the keys out of your pocket. It was a little nerve-wracking to be going into his place while he wasn’t there. The keys jingled in your hand as you tried to steady it in order to get the key into the lock. First the deadbolt, and then the lock on the doorknob. You slowly walked in and found his place to be in its usual state; cozy and tidy. You sent him a quick message to let him know that you had arrived and he sent a text back a few minutes later. 

“Great! We’re almost done (I think).”

“You can pick whatever game!”

“Maybe practice a little before I get there 😅”

“I’m going to win tonight, Katsuya…you’ll see!”

“😆” was all he responded back. You knew that meant Reigen probably needed his full attention at that moment. 

He had an entire room dedicated to gaming. A big tv with surround sound, a soft couch, a couple of bean bags, and all of the games you could imagine. Sometimes you would play board games and other times you played console games. None of the board games were piquing your interest, so you shuffled through some of the console games. At the bottom of the stack, tucked away ever so slightly, was a game you had never played with Serizawa. This was a game that you were actually quite good at, a game that you have played many times.  This was the game that you knew you were going to play tonight. 

Forty-five minutes later, you heard Serizawa walk through the door. 

“______?” he called out. 

“I’m in the game room!” you called back, currently concentrated on the practice game you were playing. 

“Oh! I thought maybe you had left and were mad at me, you didn’t respond back to my texts,” he chuckled nervously and leaned against the door frame, his expression changing from worried to excited. “I stopped for some snacks, too.” He held up a bag and set it on the table. He sat on the opposite end of the couch as you and watched you play. 

“So, this is the game you want to play then, I take it?”

“Oh yeah! I meant it earlier when I said that I was going to win tonight!”

He chuckled. “I haven’t played Mario Kart in ages,” he said as he cracked his knuckles and rolled up his sleeves. 

You quit the game you were currently in and went back to the home screen so that he could add his controller into the game. You knew that he was excited to play, because he didn’t even bother to change out of his work clothes. It made you smile to yourself. 

“I love Mario Kart! I always play Waluigi. He’s so goofy. I can sound like him, too. Wanna hear?”

Serizawa gave you a soft smile and a nod. 

“WAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!” you did your best Waluigi impression. 

Serizawa busted out laughing, his face turning a little red. “That was really good! You sounded just like him! Got any other impersonations?”

“Hm…I can sound like Toad a little bit. But I need to refine that impersonation,” you chuckled. 

“That’s so funny you said Toad. I always play as Toad! He’s a quiet, funky little guy.”

“I would have never pegged you as a Toad guy. You look more like a Shy Guy to me.”

“Nah, Toad is definitely the best!” 

“Well, I guess we’ll see. I’m not leaving tonight until I beat you in one race!” you smiled widely, and Serizawa blushed a little before turning his head toward the TV. 

“Alright, game one. Let’sa go!” He gave his best Mario impression. 

The games were intense. The first few Serizawa won and it wasn’t even close. But you started to pick up your rhythm. You got very excitable during the games and would stand up, sit down, jump back up, sit back down. You had your controller every which way, while Serizawa remained calm and in the same position the entire time.

Hours passed and you were always so close to beating him, but he always had something up his sleeve. A blue shell, a banana peel, a bomb, something that would always hinder you from crossing the finish line first. And, everytime, you would plop back down onto the couch in defeat, stating that you’ll get him the next game.  Eventually, the two of you had found your way to the middle of the couch. You were both shoulder to shoulder as this last race was getting close to finishing. You were neck and neck, but this time he didn’t have any extras to bombard you with. You were pulling out ahead and you could see the finish line in the frame. The excitement in you was bubbling. And then, out of nowhere, your controller went flying out of your hands and floated in the air above you. Waluigi ran into the wall and Toad raced right past him to cross the finish line first. 

“Katsu! You…you cheated!” you accused, your face scrunched in dismay. The controller dropped back down into your lap gently. 

“I..well..,” the guilt showed all over his face as he set his controller down, “you said that you weren’t going to leave until you beat me. And well,” he rubbed the back of his neck,”I’ve been having a lot of fun and I don’t want you to leave just yet.”

The anger in your chest slowly dissipated and was replaced with a sense of fondness. “You could’ve let me win still and asked me to stay anyway, Katsuya,” you bumped your shoulder into his. 

“I…yes, I suppose I could have. I’m sorry. I just really want you to stay. I always have a lot of fun with you, and I thought maybe we could extend our game nights into game weekends,” he said as he fidgeted with his hands. 

You gently placed your hand onto his. “I’d like that a lot, Katsu.” You leaned up and kissed his cheek. He brought one of his hands up to where you’d placed the kiss and he began to turn a bright red. 

“Just two requests, though,” you said sternly. “No more using your powers for cheating.”

He nodded, “Done and done. What’s the other request?”

“Don’t go easy on me, alright?”

He smiled fiercely, “Are you sure about that?” 

“Absolutely.”

“I can fulfill both of those requests. But, I have a request for you as well.”

“Oh,” you quirked your eyebrow at him. 

“Mhmm. I would like to walk you to your apartment so you can get some things you’d need to stay over. And then we can continue this Mario Kart smackdown!”

You agreed with his request. The two of you held hands all the way to your place and all the way back to his. He even carried your bag for you. You didn’t win a single race that night. But it didn’t matter to you. In your eyes, being able to spend more time with Serizawa was the ultimate win for a game night.

[bittybeanie]

Hi there. Do you have any HCs about what it would be like to be in a poly relationship with Serizawa and Reigen? I heavily ship them together but also personally want to be in there myself lol. I feel like they’d be the best boyfriends.

I BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE!! those are pretty much my exact thoughts like serirei is so perfect and they're so good together but also... I wanna be included lmao- this builds on some of my other headcanons for each of them but i think i elaborated enough that you don't need the other posts for context.

i know you didn't specifically ask, but uh... nsfw in the second half because i maybe got carried away

y'all go out for ramen so often it's not even funny. the staff places bets on which of you are mob's parents (jokes on that guy, it's all of you, you mean none of you, you mean, well, technically-)

so so much teasing from all of you. you're all very awkward and nervous and just sorta counting on each other to make the first moves, especially in the beginning, so y'all deflect by teasing the ever loving hell out of each other constantly. even serizawa gets in on it (if he knows you'll back him up)

lots of casual touching too. i feel like serizawa has to play catchup to you and reigen a little bit but you both make sure to include him frequently so he can get used to it. he does it ALL the time once he settles in- so much that you have to be like "hey seri i absolutely love that you're excited to touch me and i know you mean well. but you can maybe see how your hand on my thigh and your arm around reigen on the back of the couch might not look like the most professional thing in front of clients." this is probably how his "tap before touching or kissing" quirk begins.)

it's easy for any of you to feel like a third wheel to the other two because the chemistry between y'all is just so natural, but that's also what keeps the feeling from lasting. it's just as natural for you to sneak glances over at serizawa while reigen's talking as it is for you to hold reigen's hand under the table as it is for reigen to lean over serizawa's shoulder while he does homework as it is for serizawa to have a hand around reigen's waist and it's just very… balanced.

reigen is most likely to get jealous/insecure. you and serizawa are both VERY obvious about being totally head over heels for him but he just makes shit up in his head when he sees you and serizawa together being happy that "clearly he's not needed" and "you'd be happier without him in the way." he thinks he hides it well but you and seri know him well enough that it's pretty obvious that there's something wrong and you both proceed to shower him with affection. as much as it takes. as many times as it takes. of course, he denies that he was ever jealous in the first place, but he always does a little something extra for you and seri after.

you and serizawa have to force reigen to communicate most of the time. it's not like serizawa thinks it's easy and he alternates between way too blunt and super indirect but it's super important to him so he manages. but something in reigen's brain makes it so impossibly difficult for him to be vulnerable for literally one second so it's, y'know, a lil bit harder for him. he's working on it.

sometimes you swear reigen and serizawa have a whole separate telepathic channel they're so in sync. usually when it comes to trying to surprise you, which they do often. you wouldn't be surprised if reigen came up with hand signals. or maybe they've just worked together for long enough.

overall it's just a very domestic relationship like- yes y'all go out and do stuff often enough and y'all have to be pretty social at the office but once you get home and don't have to… perform you just sit and do your own things in comfortable quiet. sometimes you watch serizawa play games, you and reigen leaning on his sides and trying not to fall asleep. sometimes you make coffee to the quiet sizzling sounds of reigen making breakfast while you let serizawa get some sleep for once. and sometimes you all stay up late, laying on your backs, staring up at your ceiling, talking about everything and nothing.

(reigen and serizawa have both always wanted to experience a Family Dinner, and it really hits when you're all sitting around a table of reigen's cooking, talking and laughing about your day at the office together, that they're both so grateful this is how they get to experience it.)

nsfw

definitely some Office Shenanigans going on. there are times when a client walks in and you have to shove or pull each other away to compose yourselves in time. none of you are quite stupid enough to fuck in the office but it's not exactly… not a compromising situation either.

(one time you literally had to pull serizawa off of reigen's neck by the back of his shirt. you admit the way he froze up like a cat WAS hilarious but it also wasn't great for his image, so you yanked him down behind the desk and both of you had to contain your giggles while reigen unflustered himself enough to lead the client into the other room. not your proudest moment, but you remember it fondly anyway. apparently reigen fixed his collar in time, because the client never seemed to notice the very obvious bruise you and serizawa discovered later.)

omg your first time with all of you together is such a disaster. reigen has no idea what he's doing. and serizawa sure as fuck doesn't know what he's doing. so regardless of your experience level you're the one that ends up wrangling them into a less catatonic state. there's a lot of giggles and "well, i don't know!" and serizawa apologizes a lot and reigen does NOT know what to do with his hands but nobody really does so it's fine. you're fine. you get through it.

serizawa is incredibly receptive to praise. you and reigen go back and forth saying positive things about him like he's not sitting right there waiting for either of you to do anything - which is separately flustering to him - until stuff ends up floating. (the same tactic works on reigen, minus the floating, but it takes you and serizawa a while to figure that out.)

okay i've been over the whole "tying reigen's hands doesn't work because he moves too much and hurts himself" thing but what if…. serizawa…. h eld them in place?? while you overstimmed reigen? especially if, instead of holding reigen's hands specifically, seri just kinda wrapped his arms around reigen to pin his arms to his sides and kept his hands on reigen's stomach to keep him from squirming too much

speaking of previous headcanons, on the "serizawa is really loud when he comes" note, it's super helpful to have another person to quiet him down so you can keep all your focus on helping him ride it out. katsuya probably has just as big of a thing for reigen's hands as you do because, let's be honest, enough time getting to see him give massages will just do that to a person, so having reigen's hand slapped over his mouth really does a lil Extra Something. plus, if your mouth is busy, it means reigen is still there to keep praising him and playing with his hair, and serizawa might actually combust dealing with all of those things at once.

honestly though, i remain an Aspec Reigen Truther so he probably ends up an observer rather than a participant most of the time, at least for the main event. toward the beginning, you and serizawa felt a little guilty leaving him out so often, but after a thorough explanation and a lot of communication, you've all come to an understanding that getting to watch the two hottest people he knows is more than enough for reigen and he won't be offended if you totally exclude him either. you always invite him to join anyway, just in case. sometimes he takes you up on the offer and other times he doesn't, just waving a hand at you with an "i'm good, have fun!" as he barely looks up. sometimes he wanders in after hearing you, and, well, sometimes he puts headphones in. he almost always wants to be a part of the cuddle pile after, though, and you've had to awkwardly limp out to the living room in serizawa's shirt to drag reigen to the bed… far more times than you'd like to count.

of course, after having plenty of time to get riled up by watching and far enough into the relationship that he feels comfortable asking, both you and serizawa are MORE than willing to help him out if he wants. seri's Oral Fixation™ usually wins, and you get relegated to "keep a hand in seri's hair while making out with reigen to keep him from thinking too hard" duty. (don't worry, you get your turn plenty of times, too. serizawa usually ends up on aftercare duty in those cases, for which you are very grateful.)

[honey-oak]

Can I stay with you? 

Serizawa Katsuya x Reader

Genre: FLUFF  Tropes: Only (1) bed

Summary: Your power goes out during a cold front and you ask to stay at Serizawa’s for the night. 

Word Count: ~2.7K

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Fic below :)

A full body shiver rustled you out of your sleep, you tossed yourself over in your bed, and tried to burrow deeper into the blankets before you realized your room was ice cold. You squinted through the pitch blackness of the room trying to see the alarm clock on your dresser that usually had a faint glow, to see the time, but when its light was absent you realized the power was out… and so was your heat. You let out a long groan and pulled the blankets over your head. A nasty cold front was coming through Seasoning City, and this was absolutely no time to be enduring a night without heat. You quickly grabbed your phone off your nightstand looking for an email from your apartment management or your electric company regarding the power.

ETA for power restoration…. 12pm. It was midnight. You were not going to last twelve hours shivering in this apartment and you were certainly not going to get a wink of sleep. You settled on calling your closest friend in walking distance to see if you could spend the night. You didn’t want to spend any more time out in the cold than strictly necessary. Serizawa and you had gotten closer recently and you had a feeling that he would be happy to host, or at least he wouldn’t turn down someone in need. You were freezing your butt off and were already dialing his number.

“H-Hello?” A gruff voice answered quickly on the other line.

“Hey. Serizawa, do you have power?” You quickly asked jumping right into the point, “Oh. Wait, did I wake you up?”

“Hm? Are you okay? I have power.” He replied quickly, concern apparent in his voice.

“My place lost power and I won’t have heat until tomorrow afternoon. And with this weather we are having..” You rambled on, already packing a bag of toiletries and a spare change of clothes, your teeth were chattering from leaving the small warmth of your bed, “I was wondering if maybe I could come stay with you for the night? It’s so cold here I can’t sleep.”

“Of course!” Serizawa said softly. You hear faint rustling noises on the other end of the line, that sounded like he was getting out of bed. So you had woken him up.

“Ok! Great, I’m just grabbing some things and I’ll head right over.” You confirmed breathing a sigh of relief. Serizawa was always such a dependable person. Not to mention that you definitely had a huge crush on him, but that was neither here nor there. You were just about to sleep over his house because your power was out during a cold front, you were not going to make this weird. At all.

As soon as the phone call ended Serizawa started to blink away what was left of his sleep. Taking in the full consequences of his actions. He looked around his small apartment and realized… ‘I only have one bed’. He had definitely read too much manga for this.

—

By the time you knocked on his door, your cheeks were slightly wind burnt from the cold and your nose felt like it was downright frozen. As soon as Serizawa saw you he was ushering you inside. He had you wrapped in a blanket and sitting in his living area while he was making you tea as soon as your shoes and coat were off to warm you up. You watched him, taking a second to appreciate how cute he looked in his gray sweatpants and loose T-shirt. It was rare that you got to see Serizawa in casual clothes, the two of you usually caught up after he had gotten off work or out of night class, so this was an odd treat for you. He almost looked out of place to you, dressed so relaxed but it was nice to see another side of him. You tried not to let your eyes linger too much on him but the sweatpants left too little to the imagination.

“So,” you cleared your throat to get his attention, needing conversation to distract yourself from your mind wandering where, frankly it shouldn’t be, “Thank you so much for letting me crash here. I appreciate it so much.”

He glanced back at you, giving you an uneasy smile, “Y-yeah of course.” He said, running his hand against the back of his neck, “You shouldn’t have to stay in the cold all night.”

“Serizawa,” Your eyes bore into him as you could tell something was wrong. You two were close enough by now that you had come to pick up on his nervous habits, “What’s wrong?”

He brought both cups of tea over and set them on the table. He sat across from you but did not make eye contact, instead he was fixed on looking at a random point on the floor.

“I— I only have one futon!” He exclaimed quickly, his eyes were darting around the room, looking anywhere and everywhere except at you. “I’m sorry. I didn’t even think about it until we had already gotten off the phone.”

After he had confessed alleged crimes, he finally looked back at you, his face completely red. You could tell that Serizawa was extremely nervous about your reaction. His flustered reaction was adorable to you though and you couldn’t hold back a small giggle.

“Oh, Serizawa!” You said between a laugh, glancing over at his futon. You both could fit on there comfortably…. probably. “I don’t care, I don’t mind sharing, as long as you’re okay with it.”

“Y-you’re sure you’re comfortable with it?” He looked at you anxiously, his fingers twisting together, a look of slight guilt present on his face, “I don’t want to overstep. I can always just sleep on the ground!”

Your eyes narrowed at his suggestion of him sleeping on the hard ground of his apartment. You couldn’t say you were entirely prepared to arrive at Serizawa’s house and spend the night snuggled up in the same bed with him. The idea of spending the night in his house and having the man that you had feelings for possibly see you in an unflattering light was already unnerving enough, but to be in the same bed was definitely throwing you for a loop. At the same time, the prospect of being able to be closer to him was enticing all the same and you could feel your heart almost hammering out of your chest with nerves at the thought of being pressed against him trying to accommodate yourselves into that futon. If anything, it would be nice and toasty and you were still feeling chilled.

“You are not sleeping on the floor, Serizawa. That is final. Are you sure you’re comfortable with it? If anything I’d be the one overstepping because I am at your house,” You assured him in a calm and confident tone, faking it until you made it, “I am comfortable with it but only if you are as well.”

Serizawa visibly relaxed at your words, you could see some of the tension release from his shoulders as he leaned back slightly in resignation. His fingers relaxed in his lap and he took a deep exhale before he replied softly, “It’s fine. We are friends. It will be like a sleepover. Well, not that I had any of those.”

“Right! Exactly like a sleepover,” You quickly assured, stretching your arms over your head, yawning for exaggeration, “Well, I am not sure about you but I am beat. I know I woke you up. Let’s get this show on the road and get to bed. What do you say, Seri?”

“Hm?”, a small noise came from his throat as he was clearing the table of your teas as you were talking. Serizawa looked flustered and caught off guard at your sudden introduction of a nickname. Your intention was to make him feel more comfortable and closer, in a friendly way, naturally.

A moment passed and he finally replied quickly and loudly, scrubbing the small cups clean, “Y-Yes, I am quite tired.” You could see the tips of his ears were bright red.

Well, that could have gone over better, you thought to yourself. Serizawa opted to let it go so you would as well. Once he finished cleaning up, the two of you made your way over to his futon, both leering down at it with trepidation. You sure weren’t going to be the one to make the first move to get in. It wasn’t your bed. You looked over at Serizawa, and gave him an encouraging smile.

“Well, after you!” You cooed, holding your arm gesturing at the futon below the two of you. Trying to look as nonchalant about everything as you could. Below the surface you could feel your heart hammering in your chest and a bubble of nerves making their way through your body. You knew there was no way that Serizawa was any way better off than you. Even on a good day, he would get flustered by little things when you were around. You would normally chalk that up to the time he spent away from society but you considered this a universally nerve-wracking experience.

“R-Right!” He stammered as he gingerly knelt down and got under the blankets. He positioned himself on his back, stiff as a board. He had the blankets pulled up to his neck so that only his head was visible. His facial expression was uneasy, his mouth pressed into a firm line and his eyebrows knit tight together. You wondered briefly if Serizawa was even going to be able to fall back asleep at all, or if the two of you were doomed to just lay in excruciating silence for the remainder of the night.

You hesitated for a moment more before you shakily slid in next to him. You opted to lay on your side with your back turned to him, to save yourself the embarrassment of him seeing your flustered expression. You took a deep inhale through your nose and let out a long exhale, that was really more like a silent scream, towards the pillow trying to release the tension you were feeling. Thankful that the position you gave yourself at least allotted you some semblance of privacy for that at least. Under the blanket, you became hyper aware of the body heat radiating off of Serizawa, the man was like a six foot tall space heater. It helped you relax and want to scoot closer to the warmth, the blanket wasn’t necessarily the best size for two people but you had a feeling that he had given you more than half of it. You craned your neck back to look at him and your suspicion was confirmed when you saw that the blanket hardly reached his far shoulder.

He must have felt you shuffling around because with his eyes still closed, he questioned, “Are you comfortable?”

You scooted closer to him, closing the gap between your bodies, at this point not caring about your dignity, and pushed more of the blanket towards him, “Here. You’re not even covered by the blanket, Serizawa. I appreciate you wanting me to be comfortable but not at your own expense.”

“Goodnight, Serizawa” You whispered, turning back around, sinking back into the pillow.

“Goodnight,” He whispered back, accepting the blanket and you could feel him try to relax behind you. You closed your eyes and attempted to sleep, staying awake for who-knows-how-long, until you were aware of Serizawa’s deep, slow breathing a sure sign that he had finally drifted off to sleep. A shaky exhale of relief left your lips, you were thankful that at least one of you was able to relax enough to fall asleep. You tried to clear your mind of any swirling thoughts you were having about the bizarre situation and tried to just focus on relaxing your body, enjoying finally being enveloped in warmth compared to your frozen apartment. After a while your eyelids started to feel heavy and you were able to drift off to sleep as well.

—--

When you opened your eyes the next morning, you were surprised how well rested you felt. Your first thought was that you were so cozy, wrapped up in this weighted blanket, you didn’t even remember buying one of these– wait, that is NOT a weighted blanket and this is not your house. Your eyes fully opened and you took a sharp inhale in, assessing your sleeping position. Serizawa had, at some point during the night, turned on his side to spoon you and now was halfway on top of you, his leg flung over yours, effectively pinning you to the futon. Two firm arms held you flush against his chest, one under your neck that had replaced your pillow and the other snaked around your waist. You felt heat rise to your cheeks at the realization of the compromising position that you had just apparently spent the night sleeping in with your crush. You had to admit that part of you was relishing the feeling of being cuddled up against him. It felt safe, secure, and warm. It definitely lost out to the part of you that was anxious about the aftermath of him waking up because you knew deep down that this was not a conscious Serizawa move. You had a crush on him for months and you had some suspicions that it was mutual, but he hadn’t even gone as far to hold your hand, let alone throw his entire body on you.

You were berating yourself for throwing all caution to the wind and tossing yourself into this position, well maybe not this exact position. You were not equipped to deal with this level of nerves early in the morning. As if sensing your pounding heart rate, Serizawa started to stir behind you. His hand that was on your waist started to slide toward your chest as he slowly started to stretch out, you quickly made a b-line to grasp his wrist. You may have grasped him a little too firmly out of self-preservation of what was left of your dignity because Serizawa’s body suddenly jolted and he took a sharp inhale. He pulled his wrist back from your hand quickly in surprise.

“I-I.. Oh.. Umm..” He stammered, pulling his body off of you, quickly retreating to the other end of the futon. He pulled his knees to his chest, a deep blush present across his cheeks, “I am so sorry. I.. I normally sleep with a body pillow and.. I am so sorry.”

You exhaled a puff of air before starting to laugh in earnest. Serizawa looked back at you with clear confusion, expecting you to be offended by his behavior.

“Honestly,” you said between laughs, looking up at him from your place on the futon smiling, “It was pretty comfortable,” you felt a pit in your stomach forming with anxiety before you got the courage to spit the next words out, “I.. I wouldn’t mind cuddling some more.”

He looked at you with a wobbly grin on his face and slowly let go of his knees, making his way back under the covers with you, “I.. Yes, I would like that too.”

This time you laid facing each other, your face pressed into his chest, his arms wrapped around you with one of your arms slung around his waist. You were thankful to have the contact back and be buried back against the warmth of his body. Sharing this calm, tender moment with each other in the morning felt a lot more intimate for two people that were just friends and gave you the confidence to finally say what you had been wanting to tell Serizawa for a long time.

“Hey Serizawa,” You said, peeking your face up from his chest, “I.. really like you.”

His arms wrapped tighter around your waist and he pressed a quick kiss to the top of your head, “I like you too.”

[butterysalt]

Under The Mistletoe

Pairing: Serizawa Katsuya x GN!reader

Rating: Teen (16+)

Summary: Spirits & Such is decorating for the holiday season! You and Serizawa still have a newly-blooming relationship and you try to be smooth with mistletoe.

Word Count: 2.6K+

Contains: Fluff, awkward early relationship tension, the S&S family, rushed writing, I did Not Check this I'm sorry :'))

A/N: I really wanted to write something sweet and short with Serizawa so it's a little silly. Especially toward the end. Hope you still enjoy!

It was a short walk from the train station to Spirits & Such. Mornings during the weekends weren’t usually too busy in Seasoning City. You and Serizawa commuted to work together that morning like you would any other day. It was how you grew so close and eventually formed the early phases of your relationship in the first place.

When it was your stop, you and Serizawa left with clasped hands. One of your latest intimate gestures… You quickly learned that Serizawa was a very affectionate person. It would take a bit of patience and reassurance at first, but he loved being physically close to you. Even if the hand-holding still made you blush like kids.

It always flustered you knowing Serizawa’s hands are fuzzy and much larger than yours in size. His soft palms feel therapeutically warm against your frigid fingers. He silently rubbed his thumb in small circles on the back of your hand in hopes of transferring some warmth to you. It was a small wordless gesture that you appreciated.

“Did you get home safely last night?” Serizawa asked, matching your pace despite his long legs on the wintery sidewalks. Recently, he started initiating the conversations first. He was quick at adjusting to your relationship. It was endearing.

“Ah, yeah! Thank you but you didn’t have to stay with me on the train… I’m sure you’re tired from classes,” you said remorsefully, noting the dark blotches under his eyes. Serizawa only offered a small smile and shook his head.

“It’s okay… I wanted to spend more time with you,” he admitted softly and squeezed your hand. Whether or not he meant to say those words so casually, your warm cheeks tingled and your heart fluttered in your chest. You lowered your head to hide your wobbly smile. 

Christmas was still weeks away. But once the clock struck the first of December, Reigen was enthusiastically raiding the office early the next day wrapped in green tinsel with dusty brown boxes in his arms, red and gold glimmers shining through its worn lid. Evil and seasonal spirits are a must at Spirits & Such.

He wanted to have the office fully-decorated and bedazzled over the weekend to really wow the clients on Monday. Friday night, he rang up the S&S company for decoration committee help. Not because he couldn’t handle it himself but… Well, the holidays are no fun without the family.

You reached the office building and went inside, sighing at the warmer interior that welcomed you. The two of you exchanged simple small talk, talking about school, the snow lately, weekend plans. But as you got closer to the second floor, you could hear the recognizably clear drawl of your boss shouting through the walls.

“Mob! Bring it a little to the left!”

You and Serizawa stopped by the doorway, suddenly dropping whatever conversation you were having at the sight of a pink floating Christmas tree bumping the back corner of the office, scraping the entire wall. Their youngest employee with the bowl cut, Mob, stood near the entrance of the room in his blue turtleneck, using two hands as he relocated the bare tree with his powers. His eyes flicked between the tree and his mentor with concern.

“Shishou… I think this tree is too big.” A growing wooden crackle and snap attested to his hunch. The broken top of the giant tree hung sadly, quivering as the kid esper attempted to fit it into the gray corner.

“Ah, that’s just because my powers were so crazy strong the whole thing over grew when I touched it!! If someone else were bringing it up here, it would have stayed small!” Reigen barked dramatically, crossing his arms. Rubbing the bottom half of his face, he scanned the dangling snapped half of the winter tree wearily, trying to find a solution.

“Can you cut it in half with your powers?”

Mob threw his master a pointed look with hooded eyes and a flat frown that suggested: No, Reigen. He could not, in fact, cut the tree in half with his ESP.

Serizawa announced both your presences by clearing his throat next to you. Your coworkers all turned their heads and greeted you.

“Good morning, Serizawa-san, L/n-san,” Mob smiled over his shoulder, his attitude immediately changing when he saw you. Reigen switched right into boss mode, even without his coat on. He fixed his tie to his neck and waved the two of you over.

“Oh, perfect! Glad you’re here! We’ve just started decorating!”

“... Is that so?” You remarked, both you and Serizawa’s eyes lingering on Shigeo who was still trying to use his powers to cram whatever was left of the withering tree under their tiny roof. Your resident evil spirit, Dimple, flew into view, rolling his eyes.

“He’s trying so hard to make this work because he got this tree for free off the side of the road.” The blonde swatted the spirit away with an obnoxious fake cough.

“Hey! They were gonna dump the thing anyway! What a waste — I mean, look at the size of that thing!” Reigen whispered in a hushed tone.

“Did you look at the size of that thing before bringing it inside?” The green ghost retorted. Right on cue, a loud scraping noise tore through the room. Everyone turned to the tree, the jagged wood of the broken trunk top pierced through the ceiling to the upper floor. Various white dust particles and tile pieces fluttered from above their heads, ceiling lights flickering faintly. But most importantly, the tree stayed.

The middle schooler covered his mouth as he coughed, turning to the adults before giving a proud thumbs up. Reigen coughed quietly into his elbow, his eyebrows raised as he blinked in surprise, “...Well, I guess that works, too.”

…

Reigen divided the room in half. Mob and Dimple were on tree-decorating duty, Reigen would focus on his desk-area, and you and Serizawa would fancy up the rest of the office. Your boss would often jump sides bickering, getting distracted by the little things he found in his old Christmas decorations.

“Oh, these are nice!” he cheered, holding two jingling reindeer antler head pieces in his hands. “Mob!” He dashed over and subjected the boy to his accessorizing. But not before joining in with his own matching set of antlers.

“Haha! We look great! Ooh, I should get a picture. Hey- Stop that, you’re gonna get motion sick.” You laughed, watching Mob shake his head quickly to jingle the colorful bells on his headpiece.

You worked on untangling a roll of red tinsel for the walls, raising a quisitive brow at your boss. “What, you think this’ll bring in more business?” you joked. Reigen pointed at you and snapped excitedly.

“Yes, exactly! C’mon, who doesn’t love the holiday spirit? Here — hold these,” he explained as he handed two plastic candy cane props to Mob, sparing another two for himself. Where did he even get those?

“Well… not everyone celebrates Christmas, you know.”

“Pssh, I mean — Okay, sure, fine but- Look!” The blonde pawed at his deshi’s faux antlers, ringing the jingle bells and pointed at them.

“Jingle bells! They’re fun!”

“What are you, a cat?” Dimple commented while the man posed Mob for the photo like an action figure. You heard Serizawa’s warm bubbly laugh behind you as he passed by, carrying a box of little paper decorations for the entrance. You made eye contact, beaming at each other. Your eyes fell lower to the soft green collared sweater he was wearing.

“You look cute like that, Seri.” The words just slipped out. Your boyfriend made a tiny yelp and froze completely, staring at you wide-eyed. His entire face got hotter.

“S-Sorry?” You pursed your lips and tried not to make it obvious how hard you were staring at him.

“The sweater. I think you look nice in it,” you said quietly, holding back on your praise. Serizawa stood there opening and closing his mouth a little before he cleared his throat and awkwardly pulled his collar from his neck.

“O-Oh! Ahem! I-I see…! Yes, it’s new. My mom got it for me,” he smiled, rubbing the back of his neck as he explained. “...Thank you. I like it too.” You bit your lip. God, he was so cute without even trying.

You covered your mouth and turned your head, doing any random gesture to shake the embarrassed tingles out of your cheeks. “Are… you starting on the doorway now?” You hinted. Serizawa’s brows jumped and he looked between the doorframe and you.

“Um, y-yes! Yes, I am. I… Would you like to help?” You smiled and nodded, getting up to join his side. The two of you dug through Reigen’s old cardboard boxes, finding paper snowflakes, icicle cut-outs, reindeer, and candy cane decorations to stick on the walls.

Serizawa’s height was put to good use between the two of you. You handed him the tinsels and strings, leaving it to him to pin to the corners of the ceiling or wrap around the doorframe. All the while you stood beside him and appreciated the view.

“L/n?” You blinked back into the present.

“Yes?”

“Are there any white Christmas lights in those boxes? It might look nice for the door, don’t you think?” Serizawa wondered, leaning back and taking in the look of the entryway so far. You had to give it to him, he had quite an eye for these kinds of details.

“Let me see…” you checked each box, rustling loose leaves around, broken christmas lights, crumpled decorations… And then your eyes fell on something familiar.

“Oh!” Serizawa turned to see what you were exclaiming about. He startled at first, not expecting you to be standing right next to him. You pointed above your head. Puzzled, he followed with his eyes and they widened at the green and white bundle in your hands. He looked back at the plotting look in your eyes.

“Ahh, what are the chances? Looks like we have to kiss now. It’s tradition, you know?” The taller man blinked a few times before breaking into a blush, scratching the side of his face shyly.

“Isn’t it supposed to be when we’re standing under it?” You stiffened and scrunched your face quickly, searching for an excuse.

“Mmm, well yes! But you see, I’m having a little trouble getting this over your head. You’re too tall for your own good.” Serizawa only stood over you, tilting his head blankly like a puppy as he looked down at you.

You squirmed uncomfortably in this position, especially since it seemed like he was expecting you to make the first move. Maybe it wasn’t the right moment. Dumb joke.

You waved the mistletoe in your hand as you spoke, “Bahahaaah, kidding! Just- Just joking! I mean- Mistletoe under the entryway would… probably be a bad idea. Anyway. Um. Ahem! Sorry, let me find those lights.”

You moved to turn away from your boyfriend out of utter humiliation but felt the ground disappear from under your feet. Your eyes widened and you noticed the thin layer of deep purple energy coating your arms and legs. The ceiling felt a little closer than before.

“U-Um, Serizawa??” You chuckled nervously, hovering idly over him. He cupped his big warm hands around your face, pulling you a little closer to him.

“What, um…?” You swallowed shakily, your eyes unable to choose one place on his face to focus on… He was so close. You could see every wonderful detail in clarity. Had you never noticed the faint mole above his eyebrow? Or how long his lashes were? And the way his hair was starting to curl in again now that it was a little longer?

“…Does this help?” He asked you. You blinked. Your boyfriend smiled and pointed at the plant in your hand. You gasped and fumbled on your words excitedly, nearly dropping the mistletoe out of surprise.

“Oh! Oh, uh- y-yeah, sure! Um, yes, it’s… definitely higher now,” you stammered, shaking the plant in your hand. You looked back at him, finding a rosy smile on his face. Oh. No, wait that’s really cute. Your confidence came back.

“N-No choice! You have to kiss me now.” That familiar, deep, warm laugh of his met your ears again. He wrinkled his eyes, gaze lowering to your unkissed lips. He placed a warm thumb against the bottom one, parting it carefully.

“I guess I do,” Serizawa whispered closely. He leaned in gently and fit his plush lips between yours. His soft hands traveled to your shoulders, easing you back to earth. The weight slowly returned to your body and you sighed into the kiss you so wanted. His fingers danced behind your neck, other hand pressing you close against him. You tilted your head in an angle that allowed you to deepen the kiss more easily. Serizawa smiled against your lips, pulling you closer as he breathed in deeply. You ran your fingers through his curls and he caressed your cheek, kissing you one last time.

He pulled away first to your disappointment, resting his forehead against yours and looking down at you, catching his breath.

“This is new,” he hummed, pushing your hair from your eyes with two fingers. The soft pads brushing across your skin, making you shiver. “It’s cute when you’re the one embarrassed.” You gasped in surprise, your cheeks darkening upon seeing the teasing glint that appeared in his brown eyes.

This was new, indeed.

“Did I… do that right?” He asked, a hint of fear in the way his voice cracked. You couldn’t help but sigh, and stroke the curve of his cheek.

“You were just perfect, Seri,” Your boyfriend smiled but still looked worries. You leaned back and pretended to ponder.

“But you know… I think that traditionally, you actually need to kiss the other person twice under the mistletoe,” you said flatly, giving him a serious look. Serizawa snorted at this, losing composure and laughing into your shoulder. Your poker face threatened to crack as you wrapped your arms tighter around him. You smiled, watching any lingering traces of doubt slip away.

“AAAHHHHH! Serizawa-san!!” You quickly broke apart from each other and snapped your heads around, looking for the trouble. It didn’t take too long to notice. The two of you froze, eyes wide and jaws dropped. The office walls around you cracked and groaned as the Christmas tree slowly expanded outward, all of its leaves basked in a deep, glittery, purple haze. 

“N-Not good!” Serizawa cried, running towards the tree, attempting to push everything back into place. Handfuls of mistletoe erupted from the cracks in the wall and base of the tree, crawling across the expanse of the walls and floor. Mob frantically concentrated his powers on the tree, willing it to stop growing. But if anything, the addition of ESP only quickened the rate of the tree. His hand trembled violently as he lowered it, swallowing harshly. A single bead of sweat dripped down his face.

“I...I can’t stop it…!” Reigen whipped his head to the boy then back at the massive tree with disbelief.

“YOU’VE GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!” The ornaments fell off their hooks and exploded, more ceiling tiles crumbling down to the floor. The sprinkler system triggered and soaked the office, pipes and internal structures bursting at the seams.

You could do nothing but stand back and watch, powerless, mistletoe in hand, knowing you were the reasons for the third renovation of Spirits & Such.

[nicherayy]

hey! could you do a serizawa x gender neutral reader confession one shot/scenario please? :D

Of course my dear anon~

A warm hand of yours | Serizawa x gn!reader

Fluff, confessions, humour

T/CW: none

You and Serizawa were sitting in Spirit and Such Consultation Office. Reigen was on a “special secret mission” with Mob so they probably won’t be back for the next two or three hours. The evening sun warmed your back through the window while Serizawa was dealing with some documents. His face was tense as he bit his lower lip. You watched his actions for a while and then spoke:

“Do you need help?”, from these words Serizawa seemed to relax a little.

“Honestly.. yes I could use some help right now” he looked at you softly.

Borrowing a chair from Reigen’s desk you sit right next to him, taking one of the papers in your hand. While going through all the documents, you and Serizawa sometimes touched each other’s hand, which caused him to blush. And after some time you two are already done. With a heavy sigh, you fold all the papers into a pile while Serizawa were grinning in triumph.

“Well, that’s all for today”, you say as you were about to get up from your chair when Serizawa took your hand in his bigger one. “W-wait”, he exclaimed with wide wide eyes “m-maybe you would like to go somewhere” the poor man began to speak quickly trying not to look into your eyes though still holding your hand “I mean if you don’t want to that’s ok, you see I just really like-“

“Your hands are really warm you know” you said quietly.

There was silence in the room, you looked into each other’s eyes without daring to speak. But after some time you say “And that’s a yes.. I like you too”.

“And I was thinking when he will confess” the two of you stand up from your seats quickly.

“DIMPLE? How long have you been here?” You shouted while Serizawa buried his face in his hands from embarrassment.

“Long enough. Well, I’m already done, bye lovey-doveys” with this words Dimple slowly disappears into the wall. You were speechless. But also glad that your feelings were mutual.

[honeycomb-fics]

You gripped the small red gift bag in your hands tightly, looking up at the office building ahead of you. Trying to steel your nerves and walk up the stairs to the Spirits and Such office. You had agonized over what gift, if anything at all, to get Serizawa for Valentine’s Day and eventually settled on homemade chocolates.

Not the best idea to pick up a new hobby when you want to confess but you now did have a few in a plastic baggy for Reigen, obligatory chocolates. They were the more misshapen ones that didn’t make the cut for Serizawa’s bag, but what Reigen didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him.

You made your way to the entrance door, giving a short knock before turning the handle with shaky fingers, making your way into the small office. Immediately, you noticed that the office was eerily quiet. 

“Hello?” You said sheepishly as you poked your head around the hallway entrance, finding only Serizawa dusting off a bookshelf. 

The tall man seemed initially startled by your entrance, his posture tensed when you spoke and his head whipped around in your direction. 

“Good Afternoon, Y/N,” Serizawa greeted, visibly relaxing and giving you a small smile, “What brings you here today? I’ll make you some tea.” 

You gently waved his offer off with your free hand, “Oh thank you, but I am okay right now. I was just stopping by to drop this off.” You raised the hand showing the red gift bag, clearly a Valentine’s Day gift. 

Serizawa’s smile faltered and he looked off to the side, “Ah, that’s very kind of you. I am sure he will appreciate it. Reigen ran out for a bit for a solo job, but he is due back within the hour if you’d like to wait for him.” 

You tilted your head and gave Serizawa a confused expression, “Why would I want to wait for Reigen?” 

“O-Oh, You could always just leave it on his desk if you wanted. I apologize, I had assumed you wanted to give it to him in person,” Serizawa continued, “I just think if you liked someone you’d want to convey that in person... Not that you asked for advice.” 

Ah. You now understood where this was going. You let out a long sigh and set the bag on the small coffee table in front of the sofa. You walked a few paces over to Reigen’s desk, rifled through your tote for the baggy for Reigen and plopped them on his desk. 

Serizawa must have caught onto the situation because his cheeks were bright red as he watched you stand square in front of him. Your arm was extended with the back back in hand, cheeks so warm you felt like they could catch fire at any moment, and you couldn’t bring yourself to make eye contact. 

“Y-you’re right, Serizawa,” You agreed with his prior sentiment with a shaky voice, “One should convey their feelings in person. I don’t like Reigen. I like you.”

“Oh.” He gingerly took the bag out of your hand with a blank expression on his face.

You held your hands up defensively, taking a step back from him, “You don’t have to give me an answer immediately! You can take some time to think about it. I know it is sudden!”

Serizawa’s gentle smile returned to his face as his eyes flicked between the bag and your panicked expression. A small laugh left his lips, “I.. I actually feel the same way. Would you actually want to sit and share these with me?”

[sniffinjimmy]

Serizawa is probably so hairy and fuzzy and soft to the touch from being chubby, so wonderful to hold close and share warmth with… slowly turning into soft chaste kisses until you’re just making out, or maybe resting your head on his soooft soooooft hairy chest… god I love him

[arabaka]

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ CONTENT WARNINGS: 18+!!! fem!reader. references to breasts/pussy. you send nudes to seri and he surprises you in return.

"hey katsuya," you'd purred in his ear one night, "can i send you pics while you're gone?" he'd looked so puzzled, with a sparse dusting of pink on his cheekbones and a heightened openness to his eyes. "dirty pics."

the answer had been yes and so that's why you're here now, scrolling through the carousel of pictures on your phone, looking for the perfect one to send to serizawa on his first night away. you decide on the most mild of the bunch: a selfie with a bright smile and a flippant peace sign, but your arms are squished against your breasts, making your bustling cleavage the undeniable focus of the image. you tap on your phone the accompanying message, "thinking of you katsu. miss you!" and hit send.

( 📨 YOU'VE GOT MAIL! )

the read receipt that flashes on your screen comes right after and you see the ( . . . ) come and go before ultimately receiving, "I miss you too! Thank you for the picture. I love it." you kick your feet in the air, squealing like you're falling in love all over again, before typing out, "can i send you more?" and just like the first reply, serizawa's message to you is swift. "Yes."

you flip through the series of photos you'd already taken but the fire lit in your tummy calls you take a new one. your thighs rubbing together in anticipation for seri's reaction, you ready yourself for a new ensemble of photos.

you end up sending serizawa a treasure trove, each picture more risqué than the last. you start with your tank top a little more dipped than before, showing more of your bra than before and of course it's one of seri's favorites. he just loves how the color and shape compliment your body so well, but he loves in you everything really. that photo stirs awake his cock, the thick and weighty flesh pressing against the fabric of his pajama pants. it's a good thing he's alone because if there's one thing about serizawa, it's that he can't hide his hard ons. he's much too large for that.

the next photo has your shirt off and breasts out. your face is barely in the photo, clearly the priority being for seri to ogle your naked form. but there's enough of your face for him to see the cheeky grin plastered over your lips. your fingers are tantalizingly wrapped around the band of your panties, promising to show him more if he just stays patient. this one has him palming his erection, his large hand easily covering and rubbing out his strained cockhead through his pants.

your third message is an ass pic, taken with the help of your phone's timer. you're bent over your dresser, the fat of your bottom in the center of the photo. your underwear? gone. so on top of seeing your ass, which you know already drives seri crazy, he is also treated to your plump folds, pussy glistening with your essence and it makes seri's head fuzzy seeing you like this, even with him so far away you're so good to him.

every photo got a response from seri within the minute but that last one is left on read. you're not sure what to make of it, but you figure seri just got wrapped up in something. you've never been one to doubt seri.

then you get a notification, "katsu <3 sent you a video" and you swear you've never clicked on an alert so fast.

what you see next has your mouth watering and your cunt dripping. the video starts a little shaky but stabilizes soon enough, giving you the most perfect view of serizawa's fattened cock. seri is holding the phone close to his face, you know this because you are treated to a beautiful assortment of his pants and grunts as he wraps a hand around his veiny girth. he gives himself a few strokes, treating you to the delicious sight of his foreskin, firm and stocky, running up and over the wide mushroom tip of his penis. you're licking your lips, looking at how his veins pulse with every twitch of his monster cock. "hnngh, i remember -- remember you told me you liked this." there's a breathy chuckle from him that wavers as his fingers tighten around his dick. "i-- i hope this is okay."

oh, it's MORE than okay. the video goes on for a little over a minute but you rewatch it over and over, absolutely mesmerized by the way seri's big hand commands his cock, stroking it and letting it go so it goes pap! against his cushy thigh. he does it with confidence, knowing the view and sound is to your liking.

"katsuya! you're so good to me!" you cheer in your message to him. "wish i could take care of that for you <3"

and god, the sex you have when he comes back is INSANE. he shows you JUST how much he missed you, shows you JUST how much he loved the pictures you sent him

[bullieving-in-amour]

Just needing to ride it out.

it's almost 5am, and i have the sads.

BPD Comfort Mini-Fic, Serizawa Katsuya x GN!Reader

His breathing was comforting. More than that, at this point. It felt right, lying on his chest like this, face pressed into his sweater, breathing in his scent and feeling his mass under you. Feeling yourself move with every breath he took, lulling you into a relaxing rhythm, like you'd get from a rocking chair. Except this one was accompanied by a set of arms, strong, and tightly squeezing you, like you needed.

You feel Katsuya press a kiss against your forehead, nuzzling you with the tip of his nose and breathing deeply against your skin. He was warm. His hold was warm. You were comfortable, and for once everything has screeched to a halt. The fingers, flat against your back, attached to broad palms, rubbing circles and caresses on you, rendering you mushy, absolutely melting.

Neither of you spoke a word. You'd gotten too sensitive earlier, and now any little thing could set off the unstable feelings brewing inside - you just needed to ride it out. You'd already done all you could, as did Katsuya - you just needed to ride it out. Try your best to do what could help - and this was good. Very good. More than enough, you thought, as you rubbed your cheek against his chest. You knew you could let go, let yourself float along what was happening inside your mind - you would be fine. You just needed to ride it out - and right now, it was a gentle one, lulling you to rest as you badly needed.

[yaffles-world]

Summary: Ren, Reigen and Serizawa celebrate their first Halloween as a household by inviting over Mob and Ritsu.

Word count: 4.8k

Warnings: i say the s word like once, mild spooky, brief mention of blood/injury but dw we good.

A/N: I decided I woukd dress as Zacharie before he became an f/o and didn't want to change it so just... ignore that......? Gender fluid Reigen femme day let's go

Taglist: @irummna @zooterscooter

(This art has nothing to do with it other then it being halloween im just obsessed)

Halloween

I got caught in the fake cobwebs going from room to room. "Gah, isn't this a bit of overkill, Reigen? You know only Ritsu and Mob are coming."

Reigen wrapped her arms around my waist, making me jump, and kissing my neck gently. "You know you love it as much as I do. Plus, we need to have a great Halloween. It's Serizawa's first one, and our first as an awesome household."

"Don't do it for me!" Serizawa called out from the other room, "I don't really care for Halloween! I much rather just play Phasmophobia in our rooms… Plus, I can barely get around the house as it is, having all these roof decorations just makes it harder."

"Ah, we get it, you're tall," Reigen removed her arms from my waist, taking my hand and pulling me into the other room where Serizawa was sitting. "You nerds play Phasmophobia every other night. Give it a rest!"

"You play it too." I nudged her and Serizawa laughed.

"Only because he forces me too!" Reigen pointed accusingly at Serizawa.

"I do not! You never have to! You just drag us down, anyway..."

Reigen's face went bright red, before she waved her hand dismissively. "Anyway, what are you doing sitting around for? You and Ren are supposed to be baking Halloween treats!"

"Again, isn't that overkill? We're only having two other people over," I said.

Serizawa got up. "It's alright, baking's fun!"

"Yeah, and if Reigen's gonna be lazy, she just won't be able to lick the bowl."

"I don't have time for your mischievous shenanigans!" Reigen threw her hands up in the air, "there is still much to do!"

Serizawa and I made our way into the kitchen, as Maya, our wonderful black and tan shiba, barked at the door.

"Maya!" Reigen came running into the kitchen, as Maya ran through the dog door, straight up to Reigen. Serizawa took a step back. "Who's a good girl?" She ruffled up Maya's fur, patting thoroughly between her ears as she wagged her little tail.

"Is this not shenanigans?" I laughed as Reigen sat down on the kitchen floor, welcoming Maya onto her lap.

"Of course not. She's my babygirl."

Serizawa pouted, trying not to laugh, and sighed dramatically. "I remember when I was your babygirl."

I gave him a hug, fake glaring at Reigen's undivided attention on Maya, whose head was resting on her knee, eyes slowly closing already. Reigen looked up, and grabbed Serizawa's hand, pulling him down onto the ground and into a hug. "Don't worry, Katsu, you're still my babygirl," she said, ruffling his hair and giving him a kiss on the top of his head, causing him to blush.

I rolled my eyes. "You guys are such dorks," I said, turning away to get out the cupcake trays, when I felt someone grab my hand and pull me into the cuddle pile. I let out a cry of surprise, as I crashed into them all, landing in Reigen's lap as she wrapped me up in her arms.

"Now this is shenanigans," Reigen said, squeezing us together and patting a very confused dog. "Now back to work!" Reigen pushed me off her lap as gently as possible and I begrudgingly stood back up, offering Serizawa a hand. Reigen got up, wandering into the other room. Maya followed her briefly, before walking and lying down in the middle of the hallway, ignoring Reigen's calls.

"Right, let's get to baking!" I exclaimed, excitedly rubbing my hands together. "First things first, we have to put on the appropriate protective equipment!" I grabbed two aprons from the cupboard, handing one to Serizawa, which he put over his head. I walked behind him to tie up the back into a bow, giving him a slap on the butt after I had finished tying it up.

"Hey!" he turned around to face me.

"Sorry, it's part of the process, I don't make the rules."

He sighed dramatically, grabbing the other apron, and putting it on me, tying it up, before giving me a kiss on the back of my neck. I jumped and whipped around to face him, blushing. "That's not part of the procedure!"

Serizawa smiled, sheepishly. "I guess, I break the rules."

I blushed even deeper. "Serizawa, what the hell, that's really hot. Didn't know I was dating a bad boy."

Serizawa laughed, and gave me a quick but tender kiss on the lips. I jumped up and wrapped my legs around his hips. He stumbled at the sudden action, but held me up. "Uh, hi," he smiled sheepishly.

"What? Now I know my boyfriend is such a rebel, it's a contractual obligation that we make out now."

Serizawa blushed, leaning in slowly, making gentle contact with my lips. I held one hand in his hair, pulling him closer, and one on his back, as he held me close to him both his hands firmly on my back.

He leant back slightly, and smiled.

"Don't stop!" I whispered, "it was getting really good!"

He just kept smiling, before leaning in close to my ear. I could feel his warm gentle breath, as he said, "Sorry, I was just admiring the view."

My legs tightened around his hips as I laughed nervously despite myself. He leant back again, raising one eyebrow in confusion. "Sorry, I'm still not used to you being so flirtatious and forward." He smiled, before kissing me again, more passionate this time.

"Knock it off!" Reigen shouted from down the hall, "If you two can't keep your hands off each other, I'll just make Serizawa do the decorations and I'll bake."

"Please, God, no, don't make me do that," he replied.

"Then get back to work! You're making me jealous."

I laughed, but we returned to the task at hand. We decided we would make spider decorated cupcakes and some ghost shaped pizzas, making a huge mess of the kitchen as we went, of course, and still getting distracted doing a little bit of making out, much to Reigen's dismay. After a while, the cupcakes were ready, and the pizza was prepped.

We went into the living room to check on Reigen. "How are things going?" I asked, as Serizawa came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me.

Reigen rolled his eyes at the sign of affection, before replying. "It's going great, thanks for asking. Much more productive than you two."

"I don't know, you should see the cupcakes! They turned out super cool!" Serizawa said, excitedly.

"Yeah, you're just jealous but you don't have to be. Come here, babygirl." Serizawa and I walked over to Reigen, who stood, frozen, looking rapidly between the both of us as we approached, and squeezed her in tight, covering her with kisses. Kisses all over her cheeks, forehead, neck, everywhere, before stepping back and holding her hands. "Better?"

Reigen nodded slowly as red crept up her cheeks.

"Do you need help with anything?"

Reigen shook her head slowly.

"Okay, well, time to get Serizawa ready! This guy isn't gonna transform into a werewolf by himself!"

"Ren, are you sure you're not too busy with your costume? I'm sure I could figure it out…" Serizawa mumbled, ringing his hands together.

"First of all, you could not do injury special effects makeup by yourself, second of all, my costume is completely done and easy."

"Oh yeah, because you're dressing as that Jackie guy, right, from your game? Because you couldn't just dress in something supernatural like the rest of us, you dork."

"It's Zacharie, from OFF, sweetie, remember it," I replied.

"It's a really good game, Reigen, you're being obtuse," Serizawa rolled his eyes and smiled.

Reigen huffed. "Fine, whatever, I'll get ready on my own," she said, walking into our room to get changed. Serizawa and I exchanged glances.

"She really puts the baby in babygirl, huh," I said, leading a giggling Serizawa into the spare room for him to get changed, "It's alright, we won't be long. It'll give her a second to calm down."

"So, are you just gonna stand there and watch, or?" he said, reaching to pull off his normal clothes to get into the pre-prepared, torn clothes we had made up earlier for his werewolf costume.

"I mean, yeah."

"Alright," he said, smiling, "but no touching. We're on a tight time frame, and I know you can't help yourself when you see all this without any clothes." He gestured, most pointedly at his chest and stomach.

I whined in protest, but ultimately accepted the gift of being able to see Serizawa briefly without a shirt, his chest and stomach in full glory, along with his legs and thighs. Though, the clothes he was putting on certainly didn't leave as much to the imagination as before. I walked with him into the bathroom, and sat him down on a stool. I put on some general make up, exaggerating his omnipresent bags under his eyes, before moving to putting on fake gashes and scars on his face and body. Mostly quiet and focused, the silence broken occasionally by Serizawa giggling and remarking that it tickled. It was nice to be so close. Although with every passing moment he became a scarier sight to behold, until I finally took a step back. I showed Serizawa his reflection in the mirror.

"Agh! Ren, what did you do to my face?" he exclaimed in horror.

"You're a werewolf now! Congratulations! Wait, wait, not yet," I quickly ran to the other room, grabbing the fake ears and fluffy tail, putting them on. "There we go! Now, don't touch it, don't pick at it, it will hurt. I'm going to check on Reigen." Serizawa nodded, and I walked up to our bedroom door, and knocked.

"Come in, doofus," Reigen called from inside.

I opened the door slowly, and looked at Reigen. She was wearing a long skirt, a ruffled white Victorian shirt and a black, long high collared coat, with red and black heeled boots. "Reigen, you look gorgeous!"

She blushed. "Thanks…" she hesitated, tapping her hands at her sides before speaking again "Can you do my make up?"

"Oh, yeah of course. Take a seat." I went and grabbed everything I needed from the bathroom. "I didn't realise you'd need my help, sorry. It's much less involved then Serizawa, so it won't take too long."

"It's okay, take your time," Reigen said, followed by a slight sniff.

I paused. "Are you okay?"

Reigen sighed. "Yeah, it's stupid."

I cupped her cheek, running my thumb along her cheekbone gently. "I promise, you can say anything to me."

"It's just… You and Seri…"

"You've been feeling left out?"

Reigen nodded, making harsh eye contact with the ground.

"Aww, I'm sorry about that," I said, giving her a quick kiss on the lips, "It's kinda different living together, isn't it. Sometimes me and Seri will do stuff together, sometimes you and him, sometimes me and you, even when we're all in the same house, that just happens. It can feel a little funny, doesn't it?"

Reigen nodded, and I pulled her into a hug. "It's okay, I'm glad you told me. Sometimes that's just how it is. But I'm with you now. And we're all gonna be together later. It's just been a busy day."

"Yeah, I really like living all together… and I know I do stuff on my own with Seri too. Just missing you both, that's all."

"That's alright. We're all together now. Get in here, Katsu!"

Serizawa opened the door, looking in sheepishly.

"Come over here and hug Reigen while I do her make up."

Reigen blushed furiously, stuttering in protest. Serizawa smiled, sitting next to Reigen on the bed, giving her a big hug. I sat across from them on the stool. Reigen's make up was a lot simpler. Just some normal eyeshadow, eyeliner, lipstick, all that, and some fake blood. I handed her the fangs I had grabbed for her from the bathroom.

"Alright, I think we're done here… I have to quickly get ready, then Mob and Ritsu should be here." I grabbed the sweater and the mask from the wardrobe and put it on. "Done!" I did some jazzhands, "see, nice and simple."

Right after Serizawa and Reigen had finished their mock applause, there was a knock at the door. We went out to the living room. Reigen was in front, but she turned around right before opening the door, to face us. "Ren, you're such a dork," she said, straightening up my sweater sleeves and fixing up my hair, causing me to blush strongly behind the mask, as she fussed and neatened everything up. "Serizawa, this is an iconic look for you," she said, turning her focus towards him, fussing over Serizawa and making sure his ears were on straight, and his tail was at its utmost fluffiness. "Right. It's showtime."

Reigen turned around and swung open the door, revealing a demon Mob and a pirate Ritsu, beckoning them inside.

"Wow, you guys look amazing!" Mob said, as they looked at us all individually, slowly walking inside.

"Thanks, Mob!" Reigen replied, ruffling their hair, careful not to disturb the horns, "you guys both look great too!"

Ritsu rolled his eyes, but couldn't hide the tinge of red on his cheeks. "Thanks, I guess."

"Come this way for some spooky pumpkin carving!" Reigen exclaimed dramatically, leading us all to a table. The table had 5 pumpkins, and had fake spiders and spiderwebs. We all sat down in front of a pumpkin each.

"Ren, can you see okay? In the mask? I don't want you to cut yourself accidentally," Serizawa said, from the seat next to mine.

I rubbed his arm, assuringly. "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

Serizawa nodded slowly, before going back to staring at the pumpkin in front of him. "Uh, Reigen, what do we do with this?"

The table was full of confused faces looking expectantly at Reigen.

"Well, you carve it of course!"

Serizawa lifted up the pumpkin, weighing it in his hands and looking at it quizzically. "How?"

"Ah, well-" Reigen stuttered.

"I've actually seen this done before, maybe I can help you, Serizawa?" Mob interrupted.

Reigen began to stammer a protest, to insist that she knows what she's doing, but Serizawa cut her off. "Thanks, Mob."

Reigen took a breath, before returning to her usual expression. "Ah, great idea Mob, it would be good for you to teach this."

Mob used their pumpkin as a demonstration and helped guide everyone through the process of hollowing out their pumpkins, and gave an example of a design, where they carved a scary expression onto the pumpkin. After that, everyone felt more comfortable and confident and began working on their own designs. I was carving out a cat-like face into my pumpkin, when I misjudged the placement of my knife, and in a failure of depth perception, I cut off a good chunk of my left pointer finger.

"Shit," I said without thinking, before quickly moving my hand under the table. Everyone faced me suddenly.

"Ren, are you okay?" Serizawa said, sounding stern, his eyebrows furrowed

"Yes, I'm fine, I'm fine," I waved with my right hand.

"Ah, Ren, what have you done this time?" Reigen teased, as she got up from the other side of the table to come over to me. I could feel the blood dripping onto the floor - it wasn't a major injury, but I had to go deal with it without them realizing what had happened. All eyes were still on me. Even Ritsu looked concerned. Reigen ran her hands down my arms, and I recoiled.

"I'm fine." I scowled at Reigen.

She pouted. "Come on, Ren, what happened?" Reigen stepped back, and must have noticed the blood on the floor because her eyes suddenly went wide. I tried to push my chair back and at least deal with the injury on my own, but Reigen was too quick, grabbing my hidden hand. "Ren!"

Serizawa cried out suddenly. "Ren!" He sounded almost angry, or at least as close to angry as Serizawa was capable of. "I told you this would happen!" He sighed.

"Hey, buddy, it's okay, they didn't mean it," Reigen reached back with her other hand, patting Serizawa on the shoulder, as she tenderly held my left hand.

"I know… sorry… I just want to protect you, and you're both so stubborn sometimes," Serizawa mumbled, ringing his hands, as Reigen's coat started to lift up.

"It's okay, how about you clean up the blood on the floor, and I'll look after stubborn little Ren here." Reigen helped me out of the chair, putting her hand on my back and walking with me to the bathroom.

As we walked, I overheard Mob and Ritsu talking from the other room. "I hope they're okay," said Mob. Their voice was filled with concern.

"They'll be fine, probably gonna just leave a cool scar, that's all," Ritsu assured them.

Reigen closed the door of the bathroom. She sat me down on the edge of the bath as she rummaged through our cabinets for some disinfectant and a band-aid. Kneeling down in front of me, she took my hand, washing the blood off and wiping it before putting on the disinfectant. I winced in pain and tears stung at my eyes. She quickly put on the band-aid, and kissed my hand. "Do you want to take off the mask now?"

"No."

Reigen laughed softly, and brushed the back of my hair gently with her hand. "You know, Serizawa isn't going to want you carving the pumpkin with the mask on, though, right?"

I looked at Reigen, her eyes even more beautiful than usual with the makeup accentuating them. "I'm not taking it off."

"Okay, okay," Reigen said, getting up off the floor and joining me on the edge of the bath, wrapping her arm around my shoulder. "You alright?"

I hesitated. "Serizawa was angry..."

Reigen sighed. "Yeah, but, you know he's not angry at you, right? He just wants to protect you. And when he can't protect you, it frustrates him. But he only gets mad sometimes because he's scared of you getting hurt. And, you know, we are pretty stubborn."

Reigen squeezed me into her tight. She got up off the side of the bath, and pulled me up with my good hand. We were standing close together, and my hands went gently to her hips. She was taller than me, from the heels. Having to look up at her slightly made my heart beat fast. I was grateful for the mask.

"Now, come on, Zacharie, let's go back out there and keep being stubborn," she turned and opened the door, before turning back to face me. She suddenly lifted up the mask, and smiled at my even more intense blushing. "Just as I thought," she smiled smugly, giving me a quick kiss on the lips, before grabbing my hand and walking with me back to the table with the others.

Serizawa was standing at the front of the table. His eyes were filled with tears, and as he saw us round the corner, he started to cry. Ritsu grabbed all the knives and held onto them tight as Serizawa unconsciously levitated everything else around him. He held his head in his hands and pulled at his hair. "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, Ren, I'm so sorry I got mad, I'm so sorry I hurt you, that's the last thing I wanted to do, please -"

I gave him a big hug, wrapping my arms around him as best I could. "It's alright, I understand."

"No, it's not alright, I'm dangerous, I'm always going to be, and I tried to be protective and a good boyfriend but even then it just resulted in me getting mad and you getting more hurt." I could feel my feet slightly levitate above the ground, and I held on tighter out of necessity now, as well as comfort.

"It's really okay, Katsu, all you did was raise your voice ever so slightly, when I ignored your concern and got hurt." My feet slowly returned to the ground.

"But… I upset you."

"You're allowed to upset me sometimes, Seri. I understand. That's part of being in a relationship, is being a little bit mad at eachother sometimes. God knows I do it with Reigen," I squeeze Serizawa tightly, before releasing my arms, and reaching my arms up to remove his hands from his hair, holding them in my hands. "But Reigen and I still love each other. And we both still love you. Even if we're stubborn and annoy each other sometimes. It's okay. We're okay."

"Yeah, it's really fine, Katsu. Don't worry so much."

"But… I do worry. I want to protect you both. And…" he looked down at the ground, before returning his gaze to look at me, "you're both so small, and you make such bad decisions."

Reigen burst out laughing, and Serizawa looked suddenly at her, his eyes wide with fear. He started to lift me off the ground again, as well as Reigen.

"Hey, you're right, it's okay," Reigen said, wiping her eyes as she cried from the laughter, "it's okay Serizawa. It's okay."

I laughed softly and took the temporary height advantage to kiss him on the nose, causing him to smile and slowly put us back down. "It's not our fault you're so much taller, Katsu," I laughed and squeezed him tight, pressing my head against his chest.

"I know, but it just makes me want to bundle you up and protect you even more…" Serizawa mumbled, blushing.

I looked back at Reigen who was blushing even more then Serizawa was, clicking her fingers quickly.

"Get a room!" Ritsu exclaimed from the kitchen table, laughing.

"Right, let's finish off these pumpkins!" I exclaimed, but as I stepped forward, Serizawa put his hand on my shoulder and furrowed his eyebrows at me.

"Not with that mask on, Ren," Serizawa said in a stern tone.

"Seriii," I pleaded, "please, I don't want to take it off."

Serizawa's eyes softened slightly. "You can keep it on, but I'll finish the pumpkin for you. I'm done with mine anyway."

I sighed dramatically. "Fine, I'm almost done so I guess… You win."

Serizawa smiled. "Thank you."

I cuddled Serizawa from behind as he sat and finished cleaning up the cuts in the pumpkin, as Ritsu, Mob and Reigen finished theirs. Soon enough we were all done and eyeing our handiwork.

"So… what now?" asked Ritsu.

"What now?" Reigen said, incredulously, "what now? Was this not good enough for you?"

"Uh, well, we still have lots of time that's all. If this is all you have planned, you may have oversold the night," Ritsu responded, holding his chin in his hands and slumping forward.

"Ah, no, of course not! I have lots of other activities planned!"

Serizawa looked at Reigen, his eyebrows furrowed. "We do?"

"Shishou, I saw one of your neighbors had a haunted house. It looked really cool," offered Mob.

"Ah, thank you, Mob, I was about to say that," Reigen waved her hands wildly. "Let's head over there!"

Serizawa stood close to Reigen and whispered in her ear. "Um, Taka, I don't know about that, it sounds a bit scary."

"Oh, they'll be fine," she said, gesturing to Mob and Ritsu.

Serizawa hesitated. "I mean, I'm scared. And I'm worried about what will happen if I get too scared…"

"Oh, you'll be fine. It's just the neighbors putting together something, it probably won't even be that scary…" she grabbed Serizawa's hand, walking out the door, with Mob, Ritsu and I in tow, as I grabbed the house keys.

We wandered down the street to the house. The air was cold, and crisp against us. There were leaves scuttling across the pavement as we approached the house. There were lots of skeletons, and cob webs all around. Grave stones, spooky lights starting to shine against the darkening sky. Serizawa stood next to me gripping my hand tightly, Mob and Ritsu meandered in front, and Reigen strutted forward, leading the group along the path, up to the cob web covered front door.

Someone dressed as a vampire opened the door. "Ah, you have chosen the wrong house to seek candy from, children," he cackled, gesturing to Mob and Ritsu, "you must walk through these halls of terror first." The vampire stood back, leaving the door wide open.

It felt like my hand was going to fall off. I tugged slightly on Serizawa's hand. "You don't have to do this."

Serizawa just nodded, and walked forward, following the others into the house. I held onto both of Serizawa's hands, just in case.

"Wow, this is very impressive!" Reigen continued in front, gesturing wildly at all the decorations as we walked through the hall. It really was quite impressive. There were fake trails of blood leading into the various closed rooms. Cobwebs were everywhere, and we could hear the sound of screams and mad laughter echoing from the rooms. We continued walking along, observing coffins stacked up against the walls, with rotting skeletons and corpses pushed inside them.

"What do you think, Mob?" Reigen turned around, clasping a hand on their shoulder.

"It smells really bad." They were right. It smelt like rotten eggs.

Reigen gestured wildly, and walked backwards with dramatic, slow steps. "That's the smell of death and decay, Mob. The smell of the monsters in these halls," she said dramatically. Suddenly, a zombie stumbled out of a side room room, almost stumbling into Reigen. The zombie made a loud, guttural noise, before stumbling through to the next room, but not before Reigen jumped into the air, running to hide behind me and Serizawa.

"Uh, you guys go on ahead," she said to Mob and Ritsu. They shrugged and continued walking. We made it out unscathed, and looped through a wooded path through their yard back to the front of the house. Mob and Ritsu received their prize, some candy from a skeleton, and we made our way back onto the street. We decided to walk up and down the street to see if we could get any more candy. Reigen, Serizawa and I held hands as we walked, and by the time we had walked up and down the street the sky was filled with stars and Mob and Ritsu's bags were filled with candy.

We walked up to the house, and Mob and Ritsu spent a moment admiring their loot as Serizawa cooked the ghost pizzas.

Ritsu looked up at Reigen, a slight smile on his face. "Now what?" He said, putting some candy in his mouth.

"Now, we are watching a movie."

"A movie? Really? What movie?"

Reigen rummaged around in the DVD cabinet, pausing for dramatic affect before revealing the DVD. "What we do in the shadows!" She held the DVD proudly.

Ritsu opened his mouth, before closing it. He paused. "You know what? I can't even complain about that." Even Mob looked excited, and Serizawa looked relieved.

We sat down, Mob and Reigen on the couch with Maya, and I was on Serizawa's lap, with Reigen sitting on a cushion in front of us, my hands in her hair. We all enjoyed the movie, and the pizza, and cupcakes, Mob and Ritsu making a good dent in their candy collection.

When the credits played, Reigen stood up. "Time to take you guys home!"

Ritsu exclaimed, "It's only 8:30!"

"Yes, precisely, and your parents wanted you home by 9 at the latest. Come on, let's go. I'm surprised you want to stay, Ritsu."

They both got up off the couch and wandered to the door with Reigen. "Well… I was actually having fun…"

Reigen smiled broadly. "Don't worry, we'll do it another time."

Ritsu and Mob waved and said goodbye as Reigen walked with them out the door to drive them home. "Make sure to have this place sparkling by the time I'm home, my dears," Reigen said, dramatically.

I groaned after she shut the door and threw my head back dramatically into Serizawa's chest.

"Come on, you heard her." Serizawa smiled before wrapping his arms around mine and lifting me off the chair with him. I begrudgingly cleaned up the dishes with Serizawa, and we cleaned up the obvious mess, just in time for Reigen to come back.

"Now, the real fun begins," Reigen said, rummaging in the DVD cabinet once more.

"Oh no," Serizawa groaned, "I thought we escaped the horror movies for once."

"Oh yes, you thought wrong." Reigen pulled the DVD out of the DVD cabinet, brandishing it for all to see. "Are you ready for the Evil Dead?"

"No." Serizawa and I replied in unison.

"Too bad," Reigen said, putting it in the DVD player, and dragging us over to the couch, where we all huddled together, squeezing each other tight. Ready for our annual horror movie marathon...

[forever-peachie]

Hello everyone!

Happy Valentine’s Day! 🥰♥️

This is my first post on here! (if you saw the unfinished version of this that I posted on accident no you didn’t)

This is a drawing (and a video below the cut!) I did inspired by my reader-interactive Mob Psycho 100 fanfic I’ve been writing called “The Haunted Hearts Of Seasoning City” (link will be posted below!)

It is a mix of psychological horror and romance in which you, the reader, befriend Reigen and Serizawa after walking in on one of their exorcisms. As the story progresses, the two men begin to act more and more strange around you until you become painfully aware of what is going on.

***Please make sure to read the warnings for the fic as there are many elements are explicit as well as potentially triggering for the audience.***

(Link to fanfic)

The video below the cut is something I made alongside the drawing! It is heavily inspired by an RPG horror game’s title screen! The music is a pitched down version of this song here that I found on YouTube (Song) I really hope you guys enjoy it!

***Slight gore warning and horror themes in the video below! Viewer discretion is advised!***

:)

[bittybeanie]

Could you do nsfw headcanons with Serizawa? 👀 or a scenario whatever you’re feeling :) I wanna kiss him thank youuu

yes absolutely anon thank you for reminding me i hadn't done spicy ones for seri yet bc... i have many thoughts. he's literally so handsome it makes me angry enough to just kiss the living daylights out of him.

hovers like he wants to touch you but doesn't actually touch until you guide his hands where they need to be. once the seal is broken he's all over you but it's always very sweet the way his hands linger just beside your cheeks during the first few kisses. even once he gets comfy with you it becomes a tradition that he leaves his hands there as an easy way for you to give consent by taking his hands without him having to ask every time.

SO many kisses like- he kisses you absolutely constantly until he can't breathe and then some. sometimes he pulls away just to take a big breath in and go back to kissing you because breathing through his nose can only do so much. doesn't get offended if you have to shove him away for a break but it won't stop him from kissing wherever else he can reach. the gasping is a little silly but the way he literally can't keep his mouth off you is very endearing (and also very flustering)

honestly you know what fuck it serizawa can have a little oral fixation. as a treat. his favorite is having you lay on your back bc he can put his hands on your thighs to hold them open and it's just such a visual thing for him?? like- he loves seeing the way his fingers dig into your skin to hold you steady and feeling your legs shake and knowing that he gets to hold you like that and make you feel good? there's nothing quite like it

other favorite parts include when you lock your ankles over his shoulders and roll your hips up toward his face as you get close. and also… he can literally hold you in the air with his powers?? against the wall so that you can basically sit on his shoulders?? it's like face sitting with more steps but he thinks it's very worth it especially since he reserves it for Special Occasions

basically he's like… lowkey possessive but in a "wow i feel special and i want to cherish this in every way possible" way rather than a "nobody else can have you" way if that makes sense

no matter how many times you try to get him to go faster he always starts out by fucking into you so. slowly. it's honestly a little infuriating how he doesn't realize how much he's teasing you but you wouldn't have it any other way. (and the way he grabs onto your hips once he decides you're warmed up and slams in all at once more than makes up for it.)

very much a switch in that he's down for most anything. if it's an idea he brought up, it takes a little bit of reassurance that you're just as into it as he is, and he's a little nervous if it's something new for him, but he settles into everything pretty quickly. he never brings anything up on his own but he answers your questions pretty bluntly and doesn't think to be embarrassed until after so. it usually works out.

likes having his hair grabbed at, especially when he's bottoming. not exactly pulling per se but like… balling up your fist in his hair so there's just a little bit of pressure throughout and you can yank him around if you need to

pretty quiet until the very end. it's all raspy, low moans and almost growls until he gets super close to coming and then- then?? you better cover his mouth or kiss him silly bc he can and WILL wake up the neighbors. he once bit your shoulder in an attempt to muffle himself but he felt really bad about the bruise it left and it didn't even work that well.

(you mostly just shove his face into a pillow now. he doesn't mind. he likes when you put your hand over his mouth no matter what but it doesn't do anything for the sound at that point. he used to have a much better handle on his volume but you kept telling him you loved hearing him and now… well.)

likes cockwarming more than he'd like to admit. basically anything that has you really close to him is nice but there's something special about getting to be inside you with you on his lap while he keeps playing games. he likes being distracted some times more than others but he's always down for a couple kisses on his neck. if you end up squirming too much he absolutely refuses to bring it up but uh… it's pretty obvious when he starts getting hard again.