#tekken imagines

[gay-dorito-dust]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[yoshimitsubignaturals]

Cursed Tekken thoughts #1

Tekken guys as glucose guardians (non serious headcanons)

“Isn’t this absolutely beautiful? It would suit you so well!”

“It’s 2 grand”

“Wow? That cheap? Must be on sale!”

“Can I hav-“

“Yes whatever just leave me alone”

“Don’t worry, I’ve got this.” Miguel says, pulling out his wallet. All that’s the wallet is a dead moth and a bobby pin.

“That looks nice, do you want it?”

“I don’t know, it looks expensive”

“Yeah you’re right, let’s look at something else.”

You pull out a pair of shoes, they’re just the ones you’ve been looking for. “Hey babe, you want those? I’ll get em for ya”

“Are you sure? They’re not cheap”

“Hey what’d ya take me for? Hand em here!” He approaches the shop keeper with your shoes. Once he’s out of ear shot, he whispers, “hey man, can we cut a deal?”

[itjazzbicch]

Tekken Master List

🥰 - means fluff

😠 - means angst

🍋 - means smut

😥- means sad/emotional

Steve Fox

Caring -🥰

Hwoarang

Not Jealous - 🍋

About Time - 🥰

About Time PT. 2 -🍋

Lee Chaolan

Good Things Come To Those Who Wait -🍋

Have You -🍋

Spoiled -🍋

Lars Alexandersson

Determination -🥰

Bryan Fury

Lurking Madness -😠/🤪

Claudio Serafino

A Sun is Born- 🥰

[liliesinrequiem]

In Your Arms

A/N: I’m back after many, many months. I’m sorry for not posting for a really long time. I saw Tekken: Bloodline and decided to write something about Jin...he needs like a massive hug.

Pairing: Jin Kazama x Reader

Summary: Jin’s been pulling away from you slowly and you wish that he wouldn’t. You wish that he would confide in you.

CW: Mildly angsty 

You could see that he was pulling away from you. Instead of finding warmth between the two of you, he was running towards the sting of the fight. It was a mostly silent affair. He wasn’t explicitly saying he couldn’t make time for you. He was just saying that he had to practice more. On the outside, it just seemed like he was training to become stronger. Stronger, stronger, stronger. That was what he seemed to care about. 

On the inside, you could sense that something was stirring internally. Whether he wanted to admit it or not, you knew. You wanted Jin to do well. You wanted him to succeed with his dreams. But a part of you wondered if it was truly worth it. Especially considering how he was shifting from the person you once knew. You knew it was his grandfather’s influence working on him. Any criticisms you had of Heihachi didn’t matter though. What mattered was what Jin believed to know.

Even so. You just wanted him to rely on you. You wanted him to know that while he was getting stronger, he could still be weak around you. There was no need to play a façade with you. 

You’d gotten home earlier than expected from your studies. Surprisingly, he was home too. You hadn’t properly seen him in several days. He was always there by the time you were falling asleep and gone by the time you were waking up. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he looked so sad. Sad was the best word you could use to try and describe him. A brief moment of vulnerability that vanished the moment that he looked at you. An attempt at a smile that tried to unsuccessfully hide what he felt. His eyes couldn’t hide the emotions that he felt. The quiet was loud.

Something was stirring inside of him and bouncing around his head. You didn’t know what it was. You had a feeling as to what it could relate to, but that was it. Whenever you tried to press the topic, he would push it away. He would reassure you that he was okay. That he didn’t want you worrying too much over him. But how could you not worry about him? How could you not worry for someone who has so much hurt? You wanted Jin to stop running from you.

You walked towards him without saying anything. Bruises scattered around his body from the training he did with Heihachi. You’d done your best to try and take care of every single wound, but sometimes, it wasn’t enough.

You gently wrapped your arms around his neck and held him tightly. His hands slowly came to rest on your hips. His breathing was quiet and you could sense his own hesitation to fully hold onto you. You gripped him tighter as tears formed at the corners of your eyes. You silently wished for him to understand that it was okay. That he could hold onto you too. A brief moment passed and you could hear your heart rapidly beating. Slowly, his arms came to wrap themselves around you and the two of you were pressed together.

For a moment, the world stops in each other’s arms.

[tkimaginations]

Reina Mishima

Imagine(s): Nothing for now...

Headcanon(s): Nothing for now...

[claudioseraph]

[xxladyballadxx]

Stupidity

⁠♡ Hwoarang x (fem) Reader ⁠♡

♡ Drabble ♡ Wordcount: 622 words ♡

Summary: Your cocky ass boyfriend came back home with a few bruises and cuts on his face.

♡ dividers by: @saradika-graphics ♡

You were waiting for Hwoarang to come back for dinner, it has been 10-15 minutes and he hasn’t arrived home yet. You stood up from the dinner table with a sigh escaping your lips, looking at the clock above you, “Just where the hell are you, you idiot?” 

A sound of a door unlocked alarmed you as you rushed over to the hallway and gasped out of  shock, seeing that Hwoarang arrived in his messed up state. Some parts of his face were covered in bruises, a knife cut on the right cheek which was dripping blood down to his chin. Hell, he’s got another cut at the right corner of his forehead. 

“What the fuck happened to you, Hwoarang?!” You shouted in worry, cupping his face to take a closer look at him. Not too rough since he’s a little hurt. Hwoarang sighed with a scowl, “Nothing! I’m fine!” you could feel the obvious lie coming from his mouth, you didn’t appreciate his tone towards you. 

“Don’t give me that fucking attitude, mister!” You dragged him to the front room to clean his face and to disinfect the little cuts on the cheek and forehead. Looks like your man got some explaining to do while you sort his cocky face out and put some ointment on his minor bruises. 

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So apparently Hwoarang got into a big aggravating fight with a group of street gangsters. It’s insane how he managed to beat the shit out of them all on his own. How it all happened; One of the street gangsters bumped into Hwoarang and demanded him to apologize WHEN that bastard should be the one apologizing to Hwoarang. Your boyfriend was so furious, he threw a roundhouse kick towards the man and the rest of the street gangsters started to rush against him. Hwoarang struck them down without hesitation. 

“So there’s that..” Hwoarang slammed his hands onto the table along with his eyes rolled in frustration. You put his empty plate away in the sink and began to wash them, shaking your head at his brashful behaviour, “You are such an arrogant bastard sometimes, Hwoarang..” 

“Hey! They fucking started it!” 

“...I was worried sick, Hwoarang. I thought something terrible happened to you..” your tone changed sentimentally. You moved your hands away from the sink and began to dry them with a clean tea towel. 

Hwoarang noticed the sudden change in your voice, there are times where he always seems to make you worry a lot. Especially when it comes to problematic situations and getting into a lot of fights with street gangs outside. He walked up to you, holding your hands as his softening gaze became locked on yours, “Look, I’m sorry. It was stupid. I couldn’t help it. Guys like them always seem to find a way to bite me in the back. They piss me off so much and-” 

You shut him up by pressing your lips on his, gripping his shoulders as you deepened the kiss. Hwoarang scooped you into arms and pulled his head away for a moment, “So does that mean you forgive me?” 

You giggled, pecking a soft kiss at the right corner of his lips, “Honestly, sweetie, I don’t know what to do with you at times.” 

“Sorry for making you worry, babe.” 

“It’s all good, sweetie..” You caressed the side of his face tenderly, a gentle-warming touch giving Hwoarang a flush. You pulled yourself away from him and said, “You know…you can make it up to me by sorting your clothes out in the wardrobe..” you cooed, walking off in a speeding manner with a chuckle. You legged upstairs as he chased you from behind, “Oh come on baby! Cut me some slack!”

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a/n - I am so deeply in love with this cocky ass man so I've decided to writer another fanfic of him! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ I dig a fictional man who is so hot-headed and annoying as fuck.

That man, ladies and gentleman, is my cocky goofy ass husband Hwoarang ૮₍ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ₎ა

[msmishima]

Giving Head~ Tekken~ WLW Headcannons

I hope the other gay Tekken girlies find this. Not proof read just vibes. 18 + only

Jun Kazama

-The trust you'd have with this woman reflects how she's in tune with your body.

-Loves starting things off with kisses and soft touches, her words know how to relax you. Feeling safe and comfortable was Jun's top priority.

-Doesn't eat you out right away, opting to trail kisses down your body, leaves love bite underneath your breasts while her fingers tease at your entrance, all the while whispering how good and special you are to her.

-Once she does get to eating you out Jun already has you soaked, licking you gingerly and eagerly all while touching herself. She needs your touch in some way--squeezing her unoccupied hand while she devours you or your hand tangled in her hair while she works. Yank and tug all you wish;Jun Kazama doesn't mind roughness, you don't mind it either but she often apologies for it. (she literally has a line about being rough in the Tekken 8 CNT)

-Wants to hear your moans, encourages it even while praising how amazing you taste.

-This woman is so vocal. She'll be moaning at your wetness, in turn driving you closer and closer to your climax. Once you reach it, she laps up all you produce while showering you with praises and kisses.

-Knowing her power and what little we know from what has been revealed from Tekken 8, you'll be tired but at the same time rejuvenated.

-This woman is so soft for you.

"Such a good girl." mommy? sorry

"I wasn't too rough, was I?"

"I love everything about you. Including those gorgeous sounds."

Nina Williams

-Does Nina love you? That's debatable. Does she know how to please you? Absolutely.

-Being a spy, and a special agent, Nina is trained to excel in any situation she's put in.

-She's a sexy blonde woman, Nina knows the sex appeal she garners, not as much as her sister Anna (no one can match Anna's appeal) but she knows how people look at her; men of course, but women intrigue her.

-You both met at some bar during a recon mission she was wrapping up and noticed you couldn't your eyes off of her. Of course Nina wanted to blow off some steam and you were happy to oblige and help her.

-Nina loves being in control, whether receiving or not, that's why when her fingers are plunged into you, she's testing you, seeing if you can be as quiet as possible. You're in a bar bathroom for one and plus I'd like to think Nina loves toying with her partners.

-Once she's at eye level with your pussy she'd work quick and precise: similar to how she works in the game. She'd find your clit pretty fast, lapping at it swiftly while fingering the spot you want.

-She'd chuckle at how you'd try and suppress your moans. At some point if you're close, she'd let you come once she counts down. Does it at an agonizingly slow pace but lets you come once you get there.

"Maybe I'll eat you out if you be quiet, hmm?"

"It's past your bedtime, but maybe I can play for a bit."

"You aren't done until I say so."

Kazumi Mishima

-Kazumi's a tiger tamer so she know how to tame that pussy. sorry not sorry

-Like Jun is super soft with you but can get stern when she needs to.

-Starts out by fingering you, praising you all while working you oh so slow to feel every inch. Don't whine or protest just yet or she'd pull away just as fast. A way to teach you a lesson in her eyes, so be patient.

-Once she does get to your pussy she's eating you like a woman starved. Very on point with finding all your sweet spots, exactly how her play style is: effective at pokes, finding them and retreating as such before going right back in to do the same.

-She gets off on your sounds, cumming once you do.

-Like Jun she's in tune with your body and depending on how good you act, she may or may not unleash her devil side.

"Can you be good for me, kitten?"

"Your sounds are the power I need, the only thing in this world."

"Yeah, just hearing you can do this to me."

Katarina Alves

-MEAN. Can be sadistic at times, loves to taunt you when she's pleasing you.

-Has you pressed against her chest, kissing and sucking your neck while teasing you through your panties.

-If you protest, whine or moan too much she'll stop completely, saying you aren't acting well enough for her to play with your pussy, let alone eat it out.

-You have to promise and nearly vow to be good for her, clutching her arms and touching her yourself, pinching her breasts and caressing them until she's sighing back into your arms.

-Once she reaches your sweet center though, she knows how to work. Lapping at the clit beautifully, simultaneously fingers you so fast that you arch and buck into her.

-She might be mean about it but she loves how reactive you are. Moans against your pussy, drowning in how you drip into her mouth.

-Doesn't stop when you cum. Overstimulates you like hell.

-Loves to make you squirt. Challenges you to cover her shades in your essence.

"You want mommy's mouth, beg for it."

"Such a slut for me, c'mon I know you can do better than that."

"You got a lot more left, pretty girl."

Anna Williams

-A huge tease.

-Flirts with you even while knuckle deep within you, telling you exactly what she wants to do to you.

-Laughs if you ask if her how long till she eats you out. Deliberately will go slower, stretching you out till you're closer to orgasm.

-If you beg her however, and/or moan enough for her, Anna will give you whatever ask for. Unlike Nina, Anna loves you; she may not be in love with you yet, but she does love how your body reacts just for her.

-Once she does get to your pussy, Anna cannot help herself. Already spurned by your noises she dives right in, growling into your sweet heat.

-Backs off from your cunt to talk you through how you were feeling. Still teasing but is more soft in your motions. Eggs you on to come while fingering you until you do so.

-"Come on baby, you're really close."

"Touching you like this never fails to get me wet. What? It's true and you know it."

"You're so sexy like this."

Master Raven

-Busy has hell but always makes time for you.

-Queen of quickies, knows how to make them last a while for you.

-Just pops up in your room when you're horny or if you message her.

-Always says she doesn't have time, mentions assignments she goes on but gets lost you. Especially loves how much you complement her body in her suit or say you appreciate how hard she works and protects you.

-Leads a trail down your body, pressing hard kisses where you make the most noise. Loves your noises even when she wants you to be silent. Lady Raven seems like she's all business but often loosens up just for you.

-When she reaches your pussy Raven is all about business yet again. Her movements depend on you: if you follow her directions then she'll go as fast or slow as you'd like; if you were bratty well, Raven will make your orgasm quick, no enjoyment at all.

-She eats you out while touching herself since she doesn't make enough time for her own pleasure.

-"I don't have much time, follow my lead and it'll be pleasurable for us both."

"I'll end this quickly if you don't listen."

"Let go, I have enough time for one more."

Lidia Sobieska

-Also busy as hell.

-Lidia stays devoted to her country along with her training but never ceases to squeeze in time for you.

-That being said, you never know when and where Lidia decides to get intimate with you. Whether it be in her dojo after an intense training session where she's drench in not only sweat but desire, or in the back of her limo while en route to her next meeting at parliament.

-Lidia did not care; if you wanted her and she had the time, she'd cater to you. When eating you out she gets fully on her knees, wanting to be comfortable while she focuses on your pussy.

-Is very sloppy, literally salivating at your taste. Goes between licking your silt slowly then fast, curling at the points that make you most reactive.

-Praises you, adores praising you. Will stop eating you out just to tell you that you're doing well, fingers you while fingering herself since she has little time for another round.

-Would have entered parliament with her face messy but you clean her up quickly. May or may not have yelled osu while you came.

"Was I too much? Do you need me to call someone to care for you during my meeting?"

"Don't be quiet, my love. I love those noises."

"OSU! Uh, fuck, sorry. You really get me in the zone."

[luneariaa]

ღ || in piscinam.

✰ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : claudio serafino x fem! reader.

✰ 𝐰. 𝐜. : 1k+

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

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

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

. dividers by @/saradika-graphics !! 💫

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Have you, really?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You know what to do, Claudio.”

mb idk how to properly end it lmao-

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[gay-dorito-dust]

Hey I’m the anon that asked if you write for Tekken 👉🏻👈🏻 I always like the grumpy x sunshine trope, and I was wondering if you can write headcanons for Kazuya with an s/o like that? Very soft, sweet, affectionate, I feel in a way it would also be funny 😆

Idk if this is what you wanted but I have it my best shot. 🦦

Not me back on my Brutus and Pixie agenda (seriously it’s my favourite thing to reference at this point.)

All I’m going to say is; it’s not easy showing kindness to a man who had been so vastly removed from it from a young age, and the only memory he has of experiencing such kindness was from his mother; which in of itself was merely candlelight in comparison to the suffocating darkness.

So needless to say if you keep at it, not showing agitation or anger towards his inability to see your acts of kindness towards him as just that; pure acts of kindness. Then Kazuya will slowly -baby steps mind you, extremely small baby steps- begin to believe it to some extent.

Everyday is an uphill battle but you were willing to fight it forever without ever showing an ounce of fatigue if it meant earning Kazuya’s trust. Something that he one day noticed and will- in his own unique way- show his gratitude for sticking by him for as long as you have.

Let’s hypothetically say he came back injured, you naturally wanted to help him but much like showing affection or acknowledging how he felt towards you, he will have those walls up again faster then you could blink. It’s just natural for him this way to never pay any mind to the ‘weaker’ side to himself and reject any and all notions that could possibly end up in him becoming ‘soft’ and ‘pliable’ for those who might have it out for him.

So imagine the feeling of achievement you’d get the moment Kazuya let’s you tend to his wounds, listening silently as he slowly began to open up to you, even if it was a little bit, it was still something to celebrate for the both of you; especially when going forward into this relationship where you’d gradually bear your entire heart to the other, letting them see the most vulnerable parts of yourselves and silently praying that the other doesn’t destroy you with it in the future…

And imagine how nice it was to be hugged by a pair of strong arms, held against a firm chest by powerful hands and just finding yourself melting into him…smiling softly at the fact that Kazuya wanted to hold you out of his own accord. Feeling protected from any and all harm that could come your way. It was enough to make you want to cry but instead you smiled brightly and told him how utterly proud you were of him for taking the first step, for taking a chance on something he was once so vividly against.

This man looks like he’s never be told that someone was proud of him ever in his life. So hearing someone who had nothing but the most wholesome of intentions with him say it? He’s not going to know how to react, but from the way his grip on you would tighten slightly told you more than enough as you reminded yourself to keep reminding him how proud you were.

Is it a stretch to say that he would be protective? Especially towards the person who had shown him their truest self and shown him how being in love and being loved don’t inherently make you weak or lesser than, boldly proving him -a man dead set in his ways- wrong on several occasions and him not feeling an ounce of anger but instead a weird sense of relief? So Kazuya will want to keep you away from the shadier side of things in the instance that he might not always be there to ward away unwanted attention.

He may not say it aloud but then again why would he when his actions were loud enough for you to understand their intentions, no matter how few and far between they might be but at least you knew that he would stand by you and keep you protected by any means necessary.

He just has a fear of loosing the one good thing in his life because of who he was; For if he were to loose you then everything he originally believed would then become truth, that it would become reality.

The fact that you were both opposites would be made apparent in everything that you did but that’s what made your relationship work when in any other circumstances it probably wouldn’t. However it only made your appreciation of the other stronger than before.

It’s not perfect, not that I’m saying it ever was, but ultimately the hardships are what made you treasure your relationship with the grumpy man even more. You didn’t try to change or ‘fix’ him because that was not your job, you’re not fixer and you knew that as much as he did and instead you -with your unwavering kindness and gentleness- had let him taken his time with getting to a level of comfortability with you where he knew he could relax beneath your touch instead of flinching away.

You soothed his scarred heart whilst also loving it unconditionally without feeling the need to change it to fit your fantasy.

[yuzuna123]

GUYS look at mini Jun and Junichi 🥹🥹

[itjazzbicch]

Caring

Pairing: Steve Fox x Reader 

Summary: Becoming best friends through boxing, the reader and Steve always have fun testing their abilities in the ring, but when his arm starts to bother him during one of their sessions, the deep care the reader has for him beings to show...

Warnings:  N/A

Never wrote anything for Tekken till now, Steve being my first so, I hope that I did well and you all enjoy it!

Word Count: 757 

I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF:   

"Come on, Steve! This is easy!" I laughed, dodging his punches and circling the boxing ring.  

"That's because I'm taking it easy on ya!" He laughed, circling along too, only making me laugh more: 

"Where's the fun in that?!" 

Steve and I crossed paths and became friends through our boxing careers, taking the time to train with one another since we were evenly matched. It was a great pass time, a learning experience, and a fun time between friends considering we loved this sport.  

"Don't get mad when ya can't keep up then!" He smirked, getting in stance with his approach. 

I knew that smirk and immediately put my guard up. He really was taking it easy on me! I had to move so fast to dodge his punches that I was tripping over my feet. Of course, he found that hilarious, going to tease me more: 

"What's the matter? What happened to all that confid-" 

Mid-sentence, I could see how he stuttered in his stance, his left arm tensing up. I stopped immediately, going to speak, but he shook it off, getting back into stance: 

"Come on!" 

"Steve-" He was being so stubborn, throwing another punch that I dodged and this time, he fell to his knees, yelling out in pain while holding his left arm, the one with the massive scar running down it, "Will it kill you to just listen to me for once?!" 

Quickly tossing off my gloves, I kneeled to him, taking his arm from his tight grip, rubbing it softly all around to try and make the pain go away. 

I always wondered what happened to his arm but was too afraid to ask. It had to have been something personal or something that he didn't want to talk about, so I never asked. But as my best friend, I had to help him in any way that I could. 

"Any time you feel that pain in your arm, stop," I glared at him, hoping he'd listen for a change, "Your health comes first, Steve." 

"I'm f-fine," There he went lying to me, easily telling that he was still feeling the pain, seeing his hand move in his glove while clenching his fist again and again. 

"You lie to me again and your arm won't be the only thing in pain," I scolded, continuing to massage his arm and slowly, I could see the pain drifting away, glaring into his eyes again, "I'm not trying to be mean. I care about you and don't like seeing you like this." 

"I know," He huffed out, growing silent as I took his arm, placing kisses all over it, hoping a joke would raise his spirits: 

"Besides, if this ever takes you out of boxing, I'll have no one's ass to kick during practice." 

"Is that right?" He chuckled, "Ya weren't saying that when I had ya tripping all over the ring." 

"Wanna say that again?" I played, raising my fist to him, getting a real laugh out of him this time, taking a deep breath and being serious this time, "Let's call it quits for today. I can tell that really hurt." 

"Ya have no idea," He whispered, slipping his gloves off and as he did, I let some of my curiosity slip out while examining his scar: 

"You ever go to the doctor to see if anything can be done about this? This is a mean scar, man." 

"It's uh-" He didn't want to ignore me, but wasn't sure what to say, only letting me know, "it's complicated."  

"I see," I whispered softly. It was a sensitive subject just like I thought, trying to make things better when I kissed his arm again, "Well hopefully that'll help some, hm?" 

All he did was smile at me at first, making my cheeks heat up, especially when he wiggled his eyebrow at me: 

"I see why ya always try to act so tough all the time now. Ya just a big softy." 

"Oh, sorry that I'm just trying to be a good friend!" I gasped, turning my head and trying to act upset, but he was right about that, making me melt with a kiss on my cheek: 

"I know. I never said it was a bad thing. I think your help will work." 

"Well yeah, it's me," I smiled into his blue eyes, giggling along with him as he shook his head, both messing with me, but meaning as he kissed my cheek again: 

"Ya are a special one, I'll give ya that." 

[liliesinrequiem]

Misc. Masterlist

Last Updated: September 2023

-In Your Arms (Jin Kazama x Reader): Jin’s been pulling away from you slowly and you wish that he wouldn’t. You wish that he would confide in you.

-Asking Something of You (Satoru Gojo x Reader): Four times Gojo asks something of you and the one time you ask something of him.

[tkimaginations]

Victor Chevalier

Imagine(s):

Nothing for now...

Headcanon(s):

Nothing for now...

[xxladyballadxx]

Awkward In Love

₊˚ෆ Hwoarang x (Fem) Reader ₊˚ෆ

 ₊˚ෆ Wordcount: over 700 words or something..  ₊˚ෆ Drabble  ₊˚ෆ

₊˚ෆ Summary : People find it hard to understand the definition of love and Hwoarang is one of them. Ever since he started dating this girl, he started to feel awkward around her…

Love can be awkward, for all the lovebirds around the world… ₊˚ෆ

₊˚ෆ dividers by @saradika-graphics ₊˚ෆ

There are many complications when it comes to the term ‘Love’, it can be hard knowing the meaning of it. It’s difficult for some people, especially for those who have never been in a relationship before. Love can mean many things, yes. Good and bad, all that. This came to this when Hwoarang is officially dating this girl named (Y/n) (L/n), whom he began to have feelings for a while. They were friends at first, for a very long time. All of the sudden, Hwoarang started to develop feelings for her. 

He confessed. Although it was quite awkward because he was struggling to tell (Y/n) how he felt. The stuttering and the mumbles caused him to get embarrassed in front of the girl. He didn’t take a chance to practice on it. Hwoarang thought (Y/n) would reject him. Surprisingly, (Y/n) felt the same way. She, too, had romantic feelings for Hwoarang. Not only Hwoarang was afraid to be rejected, apparently (Y/n) was too. 

Now they’re dating, Hwoarang has been taking (Y/n) on a lot of dates. He wanted to show how much she meant to him. There was this one time where he spilled a cup of coffee on the table while trying to reach for her hand. He kept apologizing and (Y/n) told him that it’s fine, she giggled which caused Hwoarang’s heart to flutter wildly. He loves her smile, her laugh. Hell, Hwoarang adores every single thing about her. 

At the funfair, Hwoarang forgot to bring the small gift from home that he was meant to give to (Y/n) at the place. She didn’t seem to be bothered by it, telling him that he can give it to her when they see each other again. After going for a few fun rides, Hwoarang made a stop at the stall and brought two ice creams with different flavors, one chocolate for him and one vanilla for her. As (Y/n) licked the top of her cone, she noticed how adorable Hwoarang looked when eating his luscious ice cream. Hwoarang turned his face around, knowing that she was looking at him with such a tender expression, leading him to get distracted in her graceful gaze as he bumped into a pole that led him to dropping his chocolate ice cream on the ground. 

(Y/n) let out a little laughter of joy, giggling as she covered her mouth. Hwoarang scratched the back of his head, embarrassed. So the girl shared her ice cream with him as they carried on adventuring around the funfair. Hwoarang appeared to be having an amazing time with her, despite his awkwardness. 

A very few months later, they officially became lovers. (Y/n) has been seeing Hwoarang at one of the tournaments, cheering him on among the crowd and watching him fight against worthy opponents. Hwoarang often gets distracted in the match whenever he locks his gaze onto her, shooting her a wink as he gets his ass kicked. 

She would see him in the changing room after the match, praising him for his efforts and peppering his face with kisses. Hwoarang shied away, his face heating up due to her giving him so much affection. He took her to a Korean restaurant to have some noodles and spicy tteokbokki. He took (Y.n) to his home afterwards, asked her if she wanted anything to drink and stuff like that. Two of them just sat down and watched a thriller together. 

While watching the movie, Hwoarang could feel her body so close towards him and he tensed up when he tried to motion his arm behind her but ended up hitting her face by accident. “Oh my god, I’m so sorry, (Y/n)!” 

She knows that he didn’t mean to do it, “It’s alright, Hwoarang, you silly man!” (Y/n) beamed, chuckling. Leaning in close towards him, her head lowered down onto his shoulder. Hwoarang puts his arm around her, “I really didn’t mean to hit you..” 

“I know, you goofball.” 

“Goddamnit, I love this woman..” 

“What was that…?”

“N-nothing..” 

Hwoarang flushed, feeling his heart bubbling by the thought of him saying that he truly loves her so damn much but couldn't say it for some reason. (Y/n) figured out what he said from that mumble of his. She launched a kiss attack on his face, wanting to make him blush, “I love you too, Hwoarang.” 

“Even when I’m so awkward?”

“Yes. Honestly I love your awkwardness, Hwoarang. Actually, I love…everything about you. Your cockiness and awkwardness is what I love most about you.” 

It warmed his heart when you professed your love for him, Hwoarang motioned his hand to cup your face as he kissed you lovingly, “I love everything about you too.” 

a/n - I'm so sorry this was short and boring to read, I was planning to make this longer fanfic but I was having an enormous writer's block :// so truly sorry on how short this is..

[luneariaa]

ღ || un autre univers.

✰ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : lars alexandersson x reader.

✰ 𝐰. 𝐜. : 1k+

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

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

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

. dividers by @/saradika !! 💫

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“That’ll be so unfair.”

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

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

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

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

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

“I don’t know– maybe I am.” 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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