#they were so hecking cute enjoy

[the-kipsabian]

[sysig]

uuuumm for the request thing maybe pastel gaster? maybe with the evil goatparents or evil alphys, haha. or maybe even evil temmie lol.

Day 29 - He's studying you with a smile...

[storfulsten]

can u draw either whitty or bf kissing the other good night?

I guess

bf go zzz

[soyoursoulisgreen]

3, 4, 19, 20!

3. What ideas come from when you were little

I have two OCs that have really stood the test of time: Akane and Kin - though their names have changed over time haha ♪ They were the first ever queer couple I made, long long loooong before I was out even to myself and shock among shocks, they're angels lol ♥ I remember I even wrote a short story about them from like - middle school probably?? as part of an assignment haha. They've been with me for a loooong time, and I'm still very fond of them 💕

4. Fav character/subject that's a bitch to draw

GLaDOS is so beautiful and I am so bad at drawing machine parts jfdklsasdf. I'm determined to draw her from both games now tho! Her design in Portal 1 is so weird!! <3

19. Favorite inanimate objects to draw (food, nature, etc.)

Plushies, no contest. Drawings the seams and darts and stitches and wear and fluff and fabric vs. fur I just ugh it's all so satisfying! The way the cloth folds over itself or stands firm on its own over well-stuffed filling! I love plushies!! Funny enough, I rarely use them as props tho haha - that's usually things like books, cups, pencils, etc.

20. Something everyone else finds hard to draw but you enjoy

I haven't heard the complaint in earnest in a while, just in a jokey fashion, but I really really enjoy drawing hands :) Hand expressions are so fun to me! They're just as expressive as faces - especially masked characters haha - and they're so versatile! Come in so many shapes, some hard, some rubberhose wiggly, some sharp and Shaped, but they still all emote similarly. Even just slight position changing can change the temperature of how it reads! It's a challenge for sure but it's just so satisfying >:3c

[faexoxoxoxo]

ᴵ ᵖʳᵉᵗᵉⁿᵈ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵐⁱⁿᵉ ᵃˡˡ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵃᵐⁿ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ...

SUMMARY: when people ask how you met satoru, your response would be “at a club,” and while he'd smile and nod along in agreement, there was much more to the story…

PAIRING: bartender! gojo satoru x actress! reader

TW: 18+, masturbation, obsessive satoru...

A/N: part of my bartender gojo series but can be read as a stand alone, mostly satoru being a lil creepy shit... I mean fanboy!

It all started with a magazine...

During his proud bachelor days, Satoru had been a faithful subscriber to various porn sites and magazines. It wasn't that he had any problems with finding women to satisfy his needs; on the contrary, women at the club were obsessed with him.

One charming grin paired with a wink was enough to get anyone flushed and ready to drop their panties for Gojo Satoru. It was all just way too easy, and with the lack of challenge, eventually he lost interest in hooking ups.

Now, this particular magazine was one of his all-time favorites, so imagine the dismay when instead of receiving the usual erotic magazine, he found the latest issue of Vogue delivered to his doorsteps. A simple error on the mailman's part, and further proof to Satoru, that one simply couldn't find good service anymore.

+ ° . ๑・° ⊹ . + ° . ๑・° ⊹ . + ° . ๑・° ⊹ . + ° .

Sighing with disdain, Satoru flipped through the pages. “Boring, boring, boring…” He muttered, preparing to dump the magazine in the trash. With his flawless skin and exceptional looks, what did he need this for!?

Just as he was about to toss it away, a particular image caught his eye - it was a picture of you.

Nothing much about the ad was special, except for you. Who'd been featured prominently, wearing a two-piece swimsuit and, holding up a bottle of sunscreen, with a charming smile that screamed, “Buy this.” clever sales tactic, using a pretty girl like you to promote products, and god, you were pretty. 

Satoru could feel his heartbeat pick up as he studied your face; the cheery red lipstick enhanced your features, he was hooked, and the growing tent in his pants further served as evidence of just how much.

Turns out Vogue wasn't so boring after all…

“Hmmm...” he moaned softly, sliding his hands down his sweatpants to massage his growing hard on, his eyes fixated on the outline of your curves, the way the blue bikini clung onto your tits, and how the pantie strings were tied in a cute little ribbon. It'd be so easy for him to rip the flimsy fabric off you...

“Fuck.” Satoru groans, squeezing the tip of his pre-dripping cockhole. He wasn't going to last long tonight...

+ ° . ๑・° ⊹ . + ° . ๑・° ⊹ . + ° . ๑・° ⊹ . + ° .

Getting you out of his brain proved to be impossible. Your face was always there in the back of his mind during whatever mundane tasks he'd been doing. In the shower, eating breakfast, at work, heck, even his dreams weren't safe, you'd wormed your way in them with the same kissable lips and sweet smile; it was like he was back to being a teenager boy with a puppy crush.

Two weeks after failing to distract himself, his resistance cracked, and he looked up your name online.

You were an actress...

That was the first thing Satoru learned. Not yet a household name, but a rising star nonetheless, with a decent amount of people seeming to enjoyed your works.

The second thing he found after obsessively scrolling through your social media accounts was that you had a boyfriend, Naoya Zenin. Now that was a name Satoru was familiar with—the regular VIP asshole at one of his clubs.

Lips twisting into a disgruntled frown, he stares at a recently posted picture of you with Naoya. What did you even see in this punk? He was an egoistical little shit...

+ ° . ๑・° ⊹ . + ° . ๑・° ⊹ . + ° . ๑・° ⊹ . + ° .

The following evening, Satoru sat down to watch the very first movie you had a leading role in, a typical light hearted rom-com. in it you'd played the role of a clumsy assistant, oblivious to the fact that your boss had a crush on you.

Dispute the predictable plot, Satoru couldn't bring himself to turn it off; his eyes locked onto your every expression as it shifted from serious to flustered during the romantic scenes. You were good Satoru admired despite not having much experience then, you obviously had versatility.

As the movie's plot advanced, so did the romance; simple handholding turned into kissing and making out...

Every time the camera zoomed in on you and your costar, Satoru gritted his teeth, a bitter taste raised to the back of his mouth, watching as you moaned into another man's lips. It was absurd, irrational, and he didn't even know you, so where was this anger coming from!? Why did he wish it was him on screan kissing you instead!? Why did his want to punch the fucker for touching you!?

+ ° . ๑・° ⊹ . + ° . ๑・° ⊹ . + ° . ๑・° ⊹ . + ° .

Safe to say, Satoru never watched any more of your works in the romantic genre again; his heart couldn't handle seeing you with another man...

What he did watch were interviews; he'd spent hours getting through every single one from the time of your debut, memorizing all of your preferences, from your favorite color to how many kids you wanted to the most used brand of perfume, shampoo and lotion.

He even bought a batch of perfume for himself, spraying it on his pillows and sheets, and using the lotion as lube whenever he'd fucked his fists to your pictures.

Eventually He'd lost count of the nights he spent lazily stroking his aching cock and imagining it was your little hands, or pretty lips on him ... those fantasies always ended with his cum splattered on his abs and the sheets. Not that Satoru minded the mess; he just wished he could have you there with him instead, longing to know how it'd feel to stuff your tight holes full of his cum...

Soon enough, his phone's wallpaper changed from the blank blue to a picture of you from your photoshoot for Vogue; he even hung a few posters of you in his closet, a little shrine dedicated to his one and only.

+ ° . ๑・° ⊹ . + ° . ๑・° ⊹ . + ° . ๑・° ⊹ . + ° .

It took some time for Satoru's best friends to notice his twisted obsession with you.

Shoko was the first one to point out how unhealthy it was, “At this rate you'll end up becoming a stalker, and getting charged for harassment.” she'd stated after finding out about his little collection.

“Just fuck a couple of chicks and get over this one, buddy.” Suguru advised, not knowing of his blue-eyed friend's various failed attempts at doing just that.

Satoru had tried to fuck someone.

The girl was one of his regular clients, tall, slim, hot, and pretty confident. She'd flirted with him a couple of times, and he'd indulged in it, thinking, why not?

He took her to dinner and had a fancy hotel room picked out just for the occasion. But when he finally had her in bed, he couldn't go through with it. She felt wrong; her eyes weren't the same shade as yours, her laugh wasn't like yours, and the way she talked annoyed him, so he left.

He'd tried this a few more times with different women, but it always ended the same.

The closest he'd come to getting his dick wet was in his private room in the back of the club. She had the same hair color as yours, and Satoru thought if he'd pretend hard enough, she could be you.

But then he made the mistake of moaning out your name instead of Sasha, or was it Simona ? ... well, he didn't remember, but whoever she was had left him with a harsh reality check, and a red slap mark on his face.

So He stopped trying after that.

The next woman Satoru fucked would be you or no one else. Sure, you had a boyfriend; sure, you didn't know he existed, and sure, there was a chance you never would, but he was convinced, with enough money and time, you would find your way to him.

Until then, Satoru would spend his nights imagining what it'd be like if he could get a chance to show you just how perfect he was for you, and pretending like you were his all the damn time . . .

✎⁠ I'm trying to get out of my writing slump so hopefully this was a good start (ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠) asks are open for feedback and ideas so feel free to send me thoughts <333

✎⁠ likes, reblogs, and comments are very appreciated ♡

✎ the dividers are from @chachachannah header is from @chromesaine on pinterest

[izuke-the-zombie]

🌸Sorry for the long ass absent guys 🫠 family and holidays have been crazy😮‍💨

I recently came across this short monkie kid wild West AU fanfic

It's short but it's really good, And it sort of got me in the mood to sketch or at least redraw the two mystic monkeys cowboy outfits again

I really wasn't sure whether to give Mac, purple boots or just black boots you can kind of see it in the first pick faded Mac.

🌸🐎🐴✨But I don't think I've seen anyone draw them with horses or write something about it, so I'm going to be the first one to do it! (I don't know how to draw them sitting on horses, so bear with me here.)😗💦 I know I put the scar on the wrong side of the Smokey Horse. My bad, let's just pretend it's on the right side.LOL😅🪷

😽💕I headCannon that when those two summon their horses together, they get really affectionate. The sheriff's horse is more like a big old golden retriever, playful and mischievous, and rarely ever listens to its owner. While over here, Mac's is more well-behaved and obedient, and they can get quite sassy sometimes. I'm not sure what to call it. It's hard to separate those two, so they try not to summon them at the same time.

They're also very affectionate to the monkeys especially the opposite ones.🐶🐎✨💕

😄I want a scenario where they let the horses stay instead of just poofing them out of existence so MK/MEI can play with the horses just a bit longer since they were begging them by giving them the puppy dog eyes (especially on Mei's side; she's a horse girl fan), and after a long while, the sheriff notices that his horse Nimbus was acting a little more strange and protective over the Smokey horse, letting them eat first, and just never leaving their side. All sorts of strange behavior on the Nimbus side. All he ever notices from the shadow horse is that they were a little sluggish, but he doesn't think too much of it.😗🤠🐵

🌟Until one day, BAM! This little cutie came into the world as a precious, adorable little cinnamon roll, prancing around like it owns the world.🧁😽🌎✨

🐎There's stupidly protective over this little guy.👿😡🦄🐴☀️🌙🌠

🐴And there's a huge problem. This little guy is clumsy as heck. He's new and everything, so of course he is, but he likes to adventure out without his horsey parents knowing or anyone else, and he loves playing games like tag his favorite, but because he's so clumsy, he causes damage that MK or his mentors have to fix, so everyone has to be on high alert and watch over the little rascal. LMAO 🐎🍼💥💕✨

🌸I hope you enjoyed this, I certainly had fun drawing this I wish there was more wild West monkeys fics there's some freaking cute💕✨

💥Aaaah! I love these freaking cow monkeys 😆💖

[lorarri]

★ . . . 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐏 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄 , 𝐋𝐍𝟒

summary , when making a guest appearance on your youtube series chicken shop date you were surprised by how much you actually enjoyed his company and the rest was history

pairing , lando norris x fem! youtuber! reader

main masterlist | f1 masterlist | lando norris masterlist

yourinstagram now playing: friday - riton, nightcrawlers, mufasa & hypeman

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yourinstagram landonorris has my heart racing 🏎️ chickenshopdate out Friday !

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user Lando is literally perfect for this you don't understand

user brb need a pit stop you two are too good together ❤️‍🔥

user ICONIC collab 😮‍💨🙌🏽

user cold

charles_leclerc me next??? ⤷ landonorris no she mine ⤷ yourinstagram ummmmm since when sirrrr

user STOP STOP STOP IM SCREAMING!!!!!!!!

user He’s P1 in our hearts 😍🧡

user Get him some fish sticks

user ok song choice, you know what’s up

user can already hear his giggles

user Yeah, we needed this for sure

user IT'S FRIDAY THENNN 🕺

user Lando buzzing that he gets to eat a proper meal for once 😂

user At this point I don’t watch for the celebrities, I watch for Y/N.

user the capri sun is so iconic

user Weird, I’m jealous of a ketchup bottle

user BROOO IS THAT HOW IT FEELS TO GO ON A DATE WITH LANDOOO!???? cause im in

user We can’t gatekeep him anymore😭

user So this is what a date with Lando Norris is like?

user not him and charles beefing in the comments over Y/N 😭😭

user 😭 HOW 😭 DOES 😭 IT 😭 FEEL 😭 TO 😭 BE 😭 LIVING 😭 MY 😭DREAM 😭

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you love me really

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yourinstagram The secret is out 💋 chickenshopdate with landonorris out now!

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user RUNNING TO WATCH RN

user Y/N if you don’t I will

user Please make out with every guest, okay thank you bye

user STOP SMILING MAN WHAT THE HECK HE IS SO CUTE

user “i’m down” fell to my knees in the grocery store

user LMFAOO the way she answered “playing hard to get” too😭😭😭😭

user The LIP BITE after the ‘even hotter if I was in there’ 😅😅😅 OH MY

user LMAO she still didn’t follow him back😭😭😭😭😭

user lmk when someone writes this fanfic pls

user Y/N. This man is in love with you.

user Man was offended by "thats why your not winning" 😭

user Nah because they’re cuteeeee together 😩😩

user Wow I think I might like this one more than the one with central cee 😭

user Freaking get married right now

user he’s so bashful loveeee

user best duo ever ahahahahaah so chaotic

user Wasn’t long enough!!!!! 😭😭

user Okay, now I need every F1 racer to do chicken shop date

user This is a real date

user Lmao, best crossover

user This is illegal 😭 too cute😍

user PLS HE COULDN'T EVEN STOP BLUSHING 😩😩😩

user Amelia, this is so darn cute, please just date him already

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Y/N L/N → LANDO NORRIS | CHICKEN SHOP DATE

landonorris

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landonorris Gonna go get my appendix removed. Apparently you do it and you win a race soooooo…. congrats Carlitos 🌶️ #weightloss

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user CARLANDO. 🙏

yourinstagram Yay you were faster !!! 😍 xxx ⤷ landonorris all for you bae ⤷ user 😭💀 ⤷ user CSD effect💅 ⤷ user HELP HE WAS ⤷ user followed him back after getting on the podium 😂😂😂 ⤷ user it’s the power of love….🎶 ⤷ user more Y/N motivation 😍😍😍👏👏 ⤷ user FAV WAG 🥰 ⤷ user the most supportive gf for real ⤷ user not him calling her bae on the main

user What a duo 🔥

user Another Carlando podium….Another happy day 😁

user every racing driver about to go remove their appendix

user CARLANDO NATION! WE WON 🧡❤️

user All drivers take notes 📝 🤣🤣

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so is this still a no for that chicken shop date??

get lando's blessing and then we'll talk

[empress-simps]

Can I get period comfort with the marauders? and or all of them is fine, and it can be romantic or platonic! I might be projecting because I just got mine the time I’m typing this. 😩

Feel free to ignore this request if it makes you uncomfortable to write :-)

Hi darling, thank you for requesting, this is too cute ugh- I hope you don't mind but I made it Poly!Marauders! (I seriously need to have more fics of poly!Marauders) I also crave period comfort fics when it's that time of the month, so I hope this is what you had in mind, enjoy! (Note: I literally published this the second I finished writing it, expect possible typos and grammatical errors)

Lazy Days

Pairing: Poly!Marauders x Fem! Reader

CW: Language and Marlene being herself. (1.4k words)

“Godric’s balls, this shit bloody hurts.”

You groaned, it hasn’t even been a whole minute since you woke up; and you were already writhing in pain from your lower abdomen and the headache that was slowly getting stronger every second. Out of all the days you could’ve gotten your period, it just had to be where you made plans with your boyfriends to go to Hogsmeade.

You sometimes wondered what you did in your past life to deserve this monthly pain- Marlene tells you you’re just being overdramatic, but who is she to say that about you when she honestly thought she was going to pass out just because Dorcas talked to her? She had no right.

Lily looked over her shoulder and your direction as she was busy fixing her hair, trying to look presentable for the day as she scanned your form. “Your turn?” she asked, lightly frowning. You could only nod in reply as you watched her take out some heat pads, urging you to take it. You immediately snatched it out of her hands, muttering thanks to the red-haired girl and placing it in your tummy. “Are you still going to Hogsmeade with your lover boys?” she asked, applying a bit of lip gloss and mascara.

“Lils, can’t you see the state I’m in?” You complained, rolling in bed as two of your friends are already getting ready to go to their respective Hogsmeade dates. She shot you a pitying look, “I have a solution.” Marlene announces out loud, trying her best not to burst out laughing. “I know it won’t be any good as long as an idea is created in that head of yours, but let’s hear it.” You sat up, crossing your arms and staring at your friend, an eyebrow raised, urging her to go on.

She clutched her imaginary pearl necklaces and glared at you playfully. “How could you?! This solution will be effective for a couple of months, you know!” Now, that got you interested. Scooting to the foot of your bed, you leaned closer to what Marlene had to say, heck- even Lily stopped getting ready as she turned her full attention to Marlene. Was it a potion that can minimize period cramps? If so, you’re ready to spend hundreds of galleons just so you can get a hold of it.

“I say you get one of them to knock you up.” She cackled, barely avoiding the pillow you threw at her and Lily’s shocked gasp.

“You’re bonkers, Marlene!” You cried out, chucking another pillow in her laughing form which hit her in the head, making her stumble, but she continued to laugh hysterically.

Lily shakes her head, looking with a disapproving look at Marlene, like how a mother looks at her child when they misbehave. “We still must graduate, Marls. I’m sure Y/n is responsible enough and are taking… precautions.”

You blushed, looking away. “Damn right we are.” She grumbles, making Marlene laugh even harder.

“Darling? You in there?” Remus knocks gently, Lily opened the door to see Remus dressed in one of his grandpa sweaters, his messenger bag that he got from the three of you on his birthday was already with him, clearly ready to go.

“We’re still waiting on Padfoot and his hair care routine but other than that, we’re good to go- “Remus stopped when he stepped inside the room and saw you, disheveled and far from ready for your date. Your scarred boyfriend frowned, immediately placing the back of his hand on your forehead, checking your temperature. “Feeling under the weather, love?” before you could even answer, the little shit- Marlene, answered for you.

“She wants the three of you to knock her up so she wouldn’t have to deal with monthly periods.”

You can feel your boyfriend sputter beside you, no doubt blushing like a tomato as he managed to stutter, “W-what?” Merlin, you just want to dissolve than be here at this exact moment.

“Marlene, shut up before I hex you too much you couldn’t go on your date with Dorcas.” You warned, looking everywhere and anything to just not meet one of your boyfriend’s eyes. “I’m joking! Love you, Y/n! See ya later!” She rushed out of the room before you could even think of grabbing your wand, bumping into James and Sirius in the process.

“What was that about?” James asked no one in particular, his arm wrapped around Sirius’ waist as they entered the room. Lily sighed, “Just Marlene being Marlene.” She grabbed her bag, about to leave. “I’ll see you later, Y/n! No funny business.” Lily glares in warning at the boys, before shooting you a smile and closing the door shut.

“Now, why aren’t you dressed yet darling?” Sirius kissed your cheek in greeting, sitting beside you as James took a seat beside Remus. “Period cramps.” You grumbled, plopping on your bed again, sighing. “Sorry my loves, looks like you three have no choice but wish I was with you in Honeydukes.” You joked, seeing them exchange a glance with each other. “If you can’t go then we won’t go.” James concluded, already taking off his shoes as Sirius shimmied off his leather jacket and Doc Martens, racing with James, seeing who can cuddle with you fastest.

Remus sighs, sharing a look with you as he saw both his boyfriends almost squish you. “You blokes.” He proceeded to take off his converse and join the cuddle puddle, placing a hand on your lower abdomen, “heat pads?” He asks, looking at you.

“Yeah, Lily let me borrow hers.” You protested when Remus basically took it and threw it on Lily’s bed. “You’re mean, Remmy.” Whining, you try to get up and get it back when the boys gently push you down, not letting you escape their grasp.

“It was already pretty cold, darling. Besides, I’m here.” Remus places his warm hand on your abdomen, even massaging it lightly. You visibly relaxed under his touch. “See? Much better.” He grins. You chuckled, “Yeah, I forgot. You’re a walking furnace, love.”

“If we dropped an egg on Moony, would it sizzle? Or just slowly cook?” James asked curiously, making you throw your head back in laughter.

The room was filled with warmth, with Sirius and James’ presence as well as Remus’ literal warmth. You nestled deep into the cozy nest that the boys had seemed to create, as if protecting you from the outside world, their perfumes wafted into the air, making you relaxed and a tad bit sleepy.

 “You know,” Sirius started, his lips brushing gently against your temple, “I’ve heard that cuddling is a natural remedy for period cramps. Scientifically proven, I swear.”

James, who was sprawled out on the other side of the bed, nodded eagerly. “Absolutely. It’s in the Marauder’s Handbook, right next to the chapter on pranks and secret passageways.” Remus rolled his eyes playfully at their antics.

“Marauder’s handbook, huh? So, you’re telling me not only do you have a map but a magical handbook as well?” She teased, raising one eyebrow at Potter’s claims. “I have to see it.” James grins sheepishly, “Erm, well… Moony’s still writing it- “

“Don’t drag me into that, Prongs.”

“Such dorks… I guess I’ll just have to take your guys’ word for it, huh?” You grin, while James hums in agreement. Now, you wonder if you were a hero that saved a nation in your past life to even call the three dorks cuddling you your boyfriends.

“Who needs Honeydukes when I’ve got you guys?” You gestured to their faces, earning a chorus of mock protests. “Oi, I’m not a chocolate frog,” Sirius protested, but his eyes softened as he gazed at you. “But I’d gladly be your Honeydukes substitute.” He winks playfully.

“You sure do look like one though, Padfoot.” James teased as he wiggled his toes under the blanket.

“What was that supposed to mean?!”

“Nothing, I’m just joking!” James automatically shielded his face as Sirius tried to hit his arm, whining.

Together, they cocooned you in affection, their laughter blending with yours. In the little corner of your dorm, you were surrounded by love, laughter, and the promise of more lazy days with just you and your boys.

“So,” James said, breaking the comfortable silence, “who’s up for a game of Exploding Snap?” You groaned, “What if the cards explode all over my bed? I don’t have the energy to clean up after you guys.”

Sirius grinned. “Then we’ll just have to cast a cleaning charm. Besides, it’s worth it to see Moony’s face when he loses.”

Remus rolled his eyes. “I’ll have you know I’m an excellent card player.”

“Sure, Moony,” James teased. “Just like you’re an excellent cook.”

Remus snorted, “Like you’re any better than me, Prongs.”

[alastor-simp]

Pocky Kiss - Hazbin Hotel Gang x Female Reader

[P.S. I know that many of the characters are together in relationships or planning to be (Huskerdust and Chaggie), so don't be upset if they do kiss the reader in the story. Enjoy]

Charlie🌈

🌈Charlie was so excited to try something new, especially when it involved sweets. She saw you coming back to the hotel, carrying a plastic bag. When she asked you what you got, you told her you had gotten some sweets.

🌈Going to explain how pocky was a very popular sweet in the human world, she was ecstatic, rainbows and sparkles popping up around her. There were so many flavors to choose from, but she loved the cheesecake flavored ones.

🌈Watching her munching away on them, stick hanging in her mouth, you remembered the little game that used to be played with these treats. Grabbing Charlie's attention, you asked if you wanted to play a game, to which she responded with an enthusiastic yes.

🌈Grabbing her by her shoulders, you positioned her so she was facing you. Explaining the rules of the pocky game to her, you watched her reactions, to make sure she was okay with playing it. Her cheeks did turn a slight pink, but she was still smiling and agreed to the game.

🌈Placing the pocky stick between both of your mouths, you started the game. The both of you moved slowly, nibbling the stick bit by bit. The more you stared at Charlie, the more entranced you got. She was both physically cute and beautiful at the same time. Her eyes were lovely and her rosy cheeks gave her a doll-like appearance, making you flush.

🌈Charlie noticed how your eyes were darting all around, before they looked away from her, gazing down. She also noticed the redness on your cheeks. Halfway done with the treat, you heard a soft chuckle and gazed back at Charlie. Her once adorable smile was now a smirk, her eyes had turned red with slits and red horns at appeared on the top of her head.

🌈Grabbing the collar of your shirt, she had pulled you closer, lips smashing together. "!!!!!!" you were left in a state of shock, not expecting this reaction at all. Her lips were very soft and you could smell the apple scented perfume that her dad got for her. Soon, the kiss had ended and she let you go, changing back to her normal appearance. "I WIN!" she said, jumping with excited, while you were panting with flushed cheeks and a racing heartbeat.

🌈Charlie noticed immediately and started apologizing saying "IM SO SORRY!! I-I don't know what came over me I ummmm" She was waving her hands, worried she had upset you. Smiling, you shook her head, saying you were fine, and not to worry. She calmed down at that, while giving you a bear hug, happy that you weren't upset. She had let you go after a while, and the both of you continued to sit next to each other, finishing the rest of the pocky sticks you had bought.

Vaggie🎀

🎀Vaggie wasn't big on sweets, compared to Charlie. She didn't hate them, but she preferred more of the mellow kind like ice cream or pudding.

🎀She happened to see you in the lobby room by yourself, humming while eating some type of stick. She questioned you, wondering what you were doing. "Oh hey Vaggie. Nothing just eating some pocky, want one?" Pocky? what was that? She noticed that box in your hand, reading the label "Cookies and Creme Pocky."

🎀 Noticing her confusion, you said they were a cookie like biscuit covered in flavored chocolate. She brightened a bit more at that, saying "Sure", and proceeded to sit next to you, grabbing the box from your hand.

🎀She tried a bit a first, until she grabbed two more sticks and began to eat away at them. Well, you were happy she like them. The both of you just sat in silence, continuing to eat the pocky. A thought clicked in your head, remembering the pocky game. Placing a pocky between your lips, you turned to Vaggie, while tapping her shoulder.

🎀She looked at you, pocky between your lips, smiling. She raised an eyebrow, wondering what the heck you were doing. You explained to her about the pocky game that could be played with two people, and said if she wanted to play. Moving the stick playfully with your lips, you continued to stare at Vaggie, urging her to play.

🎀She gave an unimpressed look, grabbing the pocky from your mouth and pulled it away. "Aww come on." you said, sadly. You were about to say something else, until you saw her get closer to your face, giving a small peck on your lips before pulling away. "WHA-!" Your face turned bright red, as you stared at Vaggie in shock

🎀She was just acting nonchalant, like nothing just happened as she continued to eat the pocky, while you were still contemplating what the hell just happened.

Angel Dust🕷

🕷Angel Dust was a glutton for sweets, especially if they were slightly erotic. He has done many porn scenes, featuring edible underwear or with food like whipped cream or chocolate.

🕷He happened to walk past your room, seeing the door opened a crack. Peeking in, you saw you sitting on your bed, with headphones in your ears, while munching on something. Raising an eyebrow, he entered inside, closing the door as he made his way over to your bed.

🕷You hadn't realize he had come inside, until you saw him plop in the center of the bed, causing you to jump and let out a yelp. He was positioned on the bed, provocatively, laying on his side, while he placed on his hands against his cheek, smirking at you. Removing your headphones, you yelled at Angel not to scare you like that.

🕷He rolled his eyes, before pointing at the box in your hand: "Whatcha eating their toots?" Oh he was curious. You went on to explain to him that it was pocky, a biscuit like sweet. "They are strawberry flavored, do you want one?" Taking one out of the box, you handed it to him. He grabbed it with one of his hands, and held it in front of his face, unimpressed. "Sucks that aren't di✪✪ shaped." You gave him a look that said, really, as he popped the thing in his mouth and began to eat it.

🕷"Eh not bad." as he grabbed a few more from the box and began to munch on them. As you watched him eat, you thought of the game that was very popular in the human world with these treats. Smirking a bit, you snapped your fingers to get his attention. Angel turned towards you, wondering what you wanted. "Angel do you want to play the pocky game with me?" Angel question you, asking what type of game was it. "Well two players put the stick between the both of them, and they eat away at it. You can either pull away or not."

🕷You watched his reaction, wondering if he was up for it. Suddenly, he sat up quickly, as his four arms pulled you closer. He positioned you on his lap, placing two hands around your waist, while placing the other two on your cheeks. His lips were drawn into a smirk, and he was giving you bedroom eyes: "Awww~ Ya want a kiss from yours truly~? Why didn't you say so~?" He was speaking very seductively to you, causing goosebumps to appear on your body.

🕷He slowly leaned in, taking the other end of the pocky with his mouth, and started to move slowly. Your heartbeat was racing by how close he was and how intimate the atmosphere was now. His pinks irises were gorgeous, drawing you in. His hands had wrapped around you snugly, pulling you closer to him. You heard him give a soft chuckle, his eyes lidded with lust as he inched closer and closer to your mouth. You slowly closed your eyes, as you felt his lips molded into yours.

🕷The kiss lasted for a good minute, before it ended, with the both of you panting. "Hehe~. Well that was fun. Did ya enjoy it toots?" He was still holding your cheeks with his hands, while his eyes gazed at you lovingly. Smiling, you gave a nod, while biting your lip. "Wanna play again?" you asked, giving him a shy smile. He smiled widely, showing his golden tooth. "Sure babe, but we can play without the sticks this time~." He leaned closer, interlocking lips again, as your back hit the bed.

Niffty🪡

🪡Niffty knew exactly what pocky was. This girl was a hidden weeaboo. She was cleaning around the lobby of the hotel, sweeping the ceilings left and right with a feather duster. She heard the sound of feet clattering on the floor, and turned to see you walking with a plastic bag.

🪡Taking a seat on the couch, you reach inside and pulled out a box of pocky. You were surprised that they had them in Hell, especially the chocolate banana one. As you laid back ready to eat some pocky, you turned to see a giant eye in front of you, causing you to jump.

🪡"Ohhhhhhhh! You got pocky? Gimme gimme gimme!!" she jumped on the couch, super excited and making grabby hands at you. Calming down and laughing at how cute she was, you gave her a few sticks, to which she smiled widely at and started to eat them happily.

🪡"How do you know about pocky, Niffty?" you asked, to which she quickly responded with "Fanfiction!" As you both continued to eat some pocky, you thought back to the pocky game that could be played and asked Niffty if she wanted to play. Niffty squealed in glee, grabbing a stick and placing it between both of your mouths. You were surprised she wanted to play, honestly.

🪡You were about to start nibbling, but Niffty sped ate the whole stick, letting your lips touch for a brief second, before she pulled away smiling. It took you a second to register everything that happened, especially since it was so quick. Niffty didn't say anything after that, just continued to eat the pocky sticks, until she ran to go get a broom, since there were crumbs now all over the couch and floor.

Husk🍺

🍺Husk didn't really give a fu✪✪ about sweets. His attention focuses more on the bottle in his hand. He does indulge in sweet flavored liquor, but only on certain occasions.

🍺He was snoozing a bit on the bar, having drunk a bit too much last night. His ears twitched as he heard the sound of someone taking a seat. Peeking his eyes open, he saw you with your phone in hand, along with some type of stick in your mouth. "The fu✪✪ is that?" he thought.

🍺You were taking a bit of a snack break, and decided to eat some chocolate pocky while scrolling through your phone. Taking a break, you looked away and spotted Husk staring at you. "Hey Husk." you have a small wave. He gave a grumble, removing himself from the bar and gave a stretch, hearing his back crack. "Hey kid. What is that long toothpick doing in your mouth?" He pointed at the pocky, that was hanging between your lips.

🍺You told him that it was pocky, not a toothpick. You asked him if he wanted to try one. He shrugged his shoulders and went to grab one from the box, before you pulled it away. "Wait..can you eat chocolate? Since your a cat demon and all." you looked at him with mild concern. He rolled his eyes at that, and grabbed the box from you, placing one stick inside his mouth. His face stayed the same, wearing his usual pout. He gave the box back to you, but grabbed some more sticks.

🍺Well your glad he didn't hate them. The both of you just ate the pocky in silence, until you had a thought. "Hey Husk, wanna play a small game?" Husk brighten a bit at that, giving a smirk: "You wanna play cards kid?" Shaking your head, you place a pocky stick in his mouth and explained the game to him. You knew for a fact he wouldn't agree to play this game. He could barely stand Angel's constant flirts, so the idea of him playing a kissing game was VERY slim.

🍺Husk gave an annoyed grumble, uttering a fine, as he leaned closer with the biscuit in his mouth. Wait really?!?!? He wanted to play?! Leaning in, you placed your mouth on the other. The both of you stood still for a second, until you slowly started to nibble. As you ate, you eyes were drawn to Husk. His black eyes were gazing into yours. Instead of the usual slits, his eyes were dilated, hinting he wasn't pissed doing this. You continued to admire him, gazing at his ears and red wings.

🍺You were about to pull away, thinking he probably didn't want to reach the end. As you started to back away, his hands had grabbed your shoulders, stooping you. His wings also folded in and wrapped around your back, encasing you. His lips then reached yours, gazing your eyes to widen in shock. The kiss continued between the both of you, before he pulled away.

🍺He noticed your flustered appearance, and chuckled. "Whats the matter kid? Cat got your tongue?" Covering your face with your hands, letting out a muffled shut up, you tried to calm your heart down. Husk patted your head, saying "sorry kid." You heard the sounds of some liquid being poured and you removed your hands to see that Husk was making your favorite cocktail. He finished and placed it in front of you, saying it was on the house, before walking away from the bar.

Alastor🎙

🎙Alastor would have no clue what pocky was. Only thing he was interested in was radio, murder, dad jokes, jambalaya, and jazz. Other stuff that wasn't any of those things he wouldn't associate with it.

🎙He was walking down the halls, humming a tune, when his ears perked up at the sound of jazz playing. Walking closer to the sounds, he had arrived at the door to your room, that was opened a bit. He picked his head in, seeing you sitting in the floor near your bed, folding some clothes. You were bopping your head at the tunes while also munching on something. You heard the sound of static, and turned your head to see Alastor. “Hey Al! You need something?” You smiled up at Alastor, placing the folded shirt in your hands on top of your lap.

🎙️Alastor smiled and entered inside your room, standing next to you with his arms behind his back. “No! Nothing at all, my dear! Just heard the sweet sounds of jazz playing!” Chuckling at that, you gestured to your bed saying he can take a seat there if he wants. He smiled more at that, walking over to your bed, and taking a seat, crossing his legs. Remembering what you were doing, you went back to folding your clothes, and eating the rest of the pocky in your mouth. “What is that strange stick you are nibbling on?” You heard him ask. Turning your head to look at him, he was laying on his stomach, smiling at you while kicking his feet.

🎙️ “Oh it’s pocky. It’s a treat I use to enjoy when I was alive. Charlie had actually found some in a store in hell and got some for me.” Grabbing the box, you lifted it up towards Al, asking if he wanted some. He scrunched his nose at that: “Apologies, my dear, but I’m not one for sweets, so I politely decline.” “These are not too sweet, they are 60% cacao ones so they are a bit more bitter.” You tried to convince him, but he turned his head away.

🎙️Ugh he was so stubborn! Trying to think of a way to get him to try it, you came up with an idea, it was risky but you think you could pull it off. Getting up from your position, you walked over to the door and locked it, before turning back to Alastor, who raised his eyebrow at you in confusion. “I wanna make a deal with you.” Radio screech! Well that shocked the hell out of him, where did this come from all of a sudden. His smile outstretched his entire face, as he continued to lay on the bed, placing his hands under his chin. "Oh ho! It appears I have rubbed off on you a bit. May you care to enlighten me on the negotiations for this deal?" You wanted to take back what you said, but it was too late to go back.

🎙️"Me and you are going to play the pocky game. No soul stealing or any funny business. Just a simple game between you and me and you can't refuse." Placing your hands on your hip, you eyed Alastors expression, seeing if he would take the deal or not. He tiled his head at you, eyes clouded in confusion. "Pocky game?" Oh right, he didn't know about that stuff. After you explained the game to him, he still continued to stare at you. "And if i refuse to partake in this?" His face showed disinterest, clearly not wanting to go through with it. "Aww is the radio demon afraid of losing?" you smirked. The sound of static got louder, and Alastor eyes had flashed into radio dials. Him afraid?! Hah, what a joke! Snapping his fingers, your body started to levitate and fly over to him, landing on the bed with a thud, as he got up from his position. His clawed hand grabbed your chin, tiling it up to have you look at him. "You are quite bold, aren't you. I'll agree to this little deal of yours. I hope you are prepared for the consequences."

🎙️His voice had deepened a bit, the static no longer masking his voice. This was giving you goosebumps all over. You didn't mean to upset him. Removing his hand from your chin, he extended it out towards you, ready to make the deal. Grabbing his hand, a shocking sensation formed once your hands connected and a slight green glow appeared around your hands. Letting go, you grabbed the box from the ground, and pulled out one of the pocky sticks, placing one end in your mouth, waiting for Al to grab the other. He had to bend down closer to you, given how tall he was. His mouth had grabbed the other end, and you both started to move slowly.

🎙️The atmosphere was so tense. You could feel your heart beating like crazy at this situation. Heat had risen in your face as you continued to stare at Al. You were able to see more of his features since he was so close to you. His eyes were a beautiful crimson red, drawing you in. The tufts of hair on top of his head were moving a bit, which you found adorable. Al noticed your eyes gazing at him, seeing admiration instead of fear. His own heart melted at that, as he chuckled softly, moving inch by inch closer to your mouth. The game then drew to an end with both of your lips touching. The kiss was merely a peck, until Al placed a hand on your cheek, deepening it a bit more. Kissing for a bit longer, you both decided to let go.

🎙️Your face felt like a million degrees, and you began to trace your lips with your fingers. Al still had a smile on his face, but you caught the hint of pink on his cheeks. His eyes were more calmer now, indicating that he was not as upset as before. "My, what an entertaining game that was!" His smile grew wider, as he continued to stare at you. Feeling shy, you looked down: "I'm glad you enjoyed it." Neither of you said a word after that, filling the room with silence. Deciding it was better to just move past what happened, you moved to go back to folding the rest of the clothes on the floor. A hand had grabbed yours, pulling you back. Your body had then moved from the bed to his lap, causing you to give a small yelp.

🎙️His hand had grabbed your chin, causing you to look up at him. His glowing eyes were looking at you with hints of desire. "As I said before, you better be prepared for the consequences of this deal. We will continue to play this until I am satisfied. Understood, darling?" His voice had dropped to a whisper, as the lights in your room began to dim. Gulping, you gave a small nod. Alastor let out a chuckle, before moving closer, whispering "Good girl."

Sir Pentious🐍

🐍Sir Pentious was a very classy man. He was from the Victorian era, so he wasn't up to date with many of the new and modern things, but he was interested to learn, since he wanted to be "cool."

🐍He was in the hotel gardens, watering some plants while his egg bois were helping him, or trying to as they tried to lift the water can or start little slap fights between themselves. He stopped watering, as he heard the sounds of what sounded like paper. Stopping what he was doing, he slithered to the other area of the garden. He spotted you, sitting on the ground, with a book on your lap, while eating something. "Well hello y/n." Looking up from your book, you saw Sir Pent looking at you with a soft smile. "Hi Pent, whatcha doing?" Sir pentious smiled wider, and extended his hand to the flowers: "Ah! I, the great Sir Pentioussss was watering the flowerssss." His way of speaking always made you laugh. Giving a nod, you went back to your book, eating away at the biscuit.

🐍Sir Pentious noticed what you were eating, and slithered down to sit next to you. "What issss that peculiar ssssstick in your mouth?" He raised a hand and pointed at your lips. Oh did he not know what pocky was? Grabbing the box next to you, you held it up in front of him. "These are little fudge biscuits. I loved eating them when I was alive. They have many flavors. These ones are matcha flavored, which is a kind of tea. Do you want to try one?" Grabbing one of the sticks, you handed it to him. Grabbing the stick carefully, he examined it like it was some kind of tool. He gave it a little nibble, causing eyes to widen in amazement, as he began to eat it faster. "These are excellent! May I have other one?" He extended his hand out, giving you a shy smile.

🐍You gave him some more, and the both of you continued to eat in silence, watching the Egg bois fooling around. Thinking back to the time when you were alive, you remembered the game that could be played with the little treats. "Hey Pent, do you want to play a small game?" Sir pentious looked a you, tiling his head, asking what kind of game. Grabbing one of the sticks, you gestured to him, explaining the rules of the pocky game. The more and more you explained the rules, the more flustered his face got. He realized if he played the game, you both would, you would-. His dark face was turning red, even his hat looked nervous. Noticing his expression, you told him he didn't have play if it made him uncomfortable.

🐍Sir Pentious shook his head, "I will play thisssss game! Prepare yourself!" He had grabbed the stick, and placed it between his fang lips. You knew he was nervous, given how red his face was. Smiling, you took the other end, and slowly started to nibble. Sir Pentious was just frozen there like a statue, he didn't eat at the stick, his emotions were going crazy. Sensing his distress, you grabbed his hand, rubbing your finger against it. That calmed him down, thankfully, as he started to eat at the pocky stick. The both of you got closer and closer, and soon both of your lips had touched. It lasted for a few seconds, until you saw Sir Pentious fall backwards.

🐍"Sir Pentious!!" you saw him fall backwards, landing on his back. He had apparently fainted from what just happened. His egg bois noticed and rushed over to him, saying "Boss are you okay?" They tried to shake him awake, but he was still passed out. Giving a laugh, you moved his body, positioning his head on your lap, making sure he was comfortable at least. You would have him rest there until he woke up, as you grabbed your book, and started to read again with a flustered past out snake on your lap.

~END~

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[twiixr4kidz]

Hii can you do like reader sleeping on seven evil exes lap hehe I Also love ur writing!!♡

tysm!!! also apologies for how late this is i was on a hiatus ;^;

sleeping on the evil exes!!

matthew patel

he tears up a little bit

one second, you're awake and talking to him and the next, you're knocked out and drooling on his leg

he thinks you look adorable (he didn't take a picture of you what are you talking about)

he's also like, uncontrollably giggling and smiling over the fact that YOU!! FELL ASLEEP!! ON HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!

lucas lee

on the outside, he's like "hell yeah this is awesome" but you know DAMNNNN well he's screaming internally

lucas has this habit of acting like a badass on the outside but any time you do something, he's filled with an overwhelming amount of joy

he sits there with you sleeping on him for as long as he can

eventually his legs start falling asleep, so he sneakily moves your head off of his lap and onto a pillow

he also covers you up with a blanket or his jacket or whatever is around just so you don't get cold

todd ingram

treats you like a sleeping kitten

if only you were awake to see the smile on his face when he realize you were asleep, you probably would've melted

he'll run his fingers through your hair as he mumbles something under his breath about how he wishes this moment could last forever

eventually, he falls asleep sitting up

bro is hella dedicated to keep you nice and comfortable!!!

roxie richter

she honestly doesn't notice at first

she's just talking to you, telling you about her day or something that happened in this show that she's been watching, and you're not responding

at first she's like "what the heck, y/n?" and then when she realizes you're asleep, she's like "OHHHHHH" and then she's like "OH?? OH MY GOD???"

note, she's whisper-screaming to herself because she doesn't wanna wake you up

she's the kind of girl who can fall asleep anywhere, so she gets comfy next to you and crashes too

kyle katayanagi

very similarly to roxie, he's probably telling one of his crazy party stories when he realizes you're asleep

instead of stopping, he lowers his voice and keeps talking

he'll just keep telling stories until he falls asleep or until you wake up

his hand is resting on your arms as he draws circles with his thumb on it

he's really enjoying the fact that you trust him enough to just pass out on his lap like that

and you're definitely gonna get an earful of it when you wake up, because who is kyle if NOT a tease??

ken katayanagi

he's usually reading, so it takes him a moment to realize you're out

he smiles to himself, softly saying how you should've gone to bed when he said, but he still thinks it's cute

ken'll start reading to you too

he isn't sure why he does it

maybe it's something about the soothing, intimate nature of reading a book to somebody, or maybe it's just because he's ken and that's what he does

he'll bring you to bed when he's done with the chapter

he wants you to sleep well and NOT have a sore neck when you wake up, how sweet :))

gideon graves

he's a very busy guy, so this isn't new

actually it happens quite a lot

he'll get home late and you'll be falling asleep on the couch waiting for him

he greets you sweetly, sitting down next to you and putting on your favorite show to watch together

he knows that when you rest your head on his lap, you're going to fall asleep and he's more than okay with it

as much as he does love it, he tries not to get home so late that it happens in the first place

[demonvibez]

Ghost!!! Ive had a brainstorm!!!

The obey me characters with an MC that has a huge collection of plushies and stuffies :,,(((

Lucifer who preens each fluffy toy like a bird, Mammon who fights, slaps and kicks each plushie out of jealousy when you're not there to mediate him.

Levi who's planning intricate playdates with his stuffies and MC's stuffies. (He replays the memory in his head a lot when he's alone.) Satan who's using MC's plushies to prop up his books, he laughs when the book falls ontop of the poor stuffed animal.

Asmodeus who dotes and teases his favourite of the pile, sitting the soft toy in his lap so it can watch Asmo do a full skincare routine with him! Beel who scoops as many fluffy friends as he can into his arms to squeeze and cuddle!

Belphegor who lazily sinks into the softness of stuffed animals and takes leisure naps snuggled into the warmth.

Gjgjgkkhkggkfknfgggg I cant get it out of my head :,,|||||

Some of them turn the stuffies the other way when nightly cuddles turns into something more passionate and some of them are a bit meaner (COUGHCOUGHCOUGH LUCIFER ND HIS CORRUPTION KINK COUGHCOUGIGOVCIHCOS)

Okay, this is such a cute little imagine I just :') haha took it and ran a bit...or a lot! hope you enjoy - small suggestive/smutty part at the end, minors do not interact!

word count: 1400+ genre: mostly fluff / some smut (MDNI) tags: fluff, sibling rivalry, gender neutral reader, implied poly mc, exhibitionism, unprotected sex, oral sex, sex on camera rating: mature

It all started when Lucifer had noticed your favorite plushies that you had brought from home on your bed while you were out grocery shopping with Mammon and Asmodeus. He had the bright idea to get a plushie for you himself, and give it to you as a gift. Once his other brothers found out what he had done, of course it launched into a competition, with the other Six giving you plushies as well.

Lucifer is quite serious about the plushie he has given to you - he makes sure it is kept in pristine condition every time he swings by your room. Adorned with many accessories (each imbued with protection spells, unbeknownst to you), the plushie definitely reminds you of him in appearance - of course he would get you a plushie to literally represent him. He even enchanted the plushie to carry his scent, so that when you cuddle with it at night, you can't help but to think of him. He would never admit it, but he put a lot of thought and care into his plushie for you. If he sees any of his brothers even so much as breathe on it incorrectly, he'll make a mental note to add a little extra spice the next time he wants to punish them.

Mammon is naturally the most competitive about the whole thing. Every time one of his brothers gifts you a new plushie friend, he goes right out and buys two more - bigger, better, shinier! NO ONE can outdo The Great Mammon when it comes to giving his human some plushies! He's given you so many that you could make a giant crow's nest out of them that would cover most of your bed. Whenever he comes over, he pushes all of the plushies from his brothers under your bed, arguing that "ya got all these plushies here from yer first man, why the heck would ya need anythin' else?!" and you can't help but to pull him into a tight hug and indulge him once again as you begin your movie night.

You and Leviathan actually exchange stuffies with each other, after it takes you 4 days, 67 texts and three phone calls to get Levi to leave his room after hearing about the small collection you already have from his brothers. Envy floods his brain, convincing him "you would never exchange something like that with him," but you manage to finally make him believe you! And ever since, the lil group of you have a plethora of adventures together. Now when the two of you make cosplays together, you make an additional little mini set for your plushies to wear for your next TSL night! And when he is bored, sometimes Levi can't help but to look back at the photo album of your cosplays together on his DDD fondly.

Satan definitely hates the Lucifer plushie. Like, with every fiber of his infernal being. He would love to set the damn thing on fire - and often has dreams in which he does exactly that - but he loves you more and wouldn't want to hurt you like that, so he gets his own to give you instead. You guys love to have murder mystery parties with the plushies, but had to ban the eldest's plushie from the party when you started to notice it was somehow always the victim. Aside from that, the two of you also enjoy just cuddling up together with his plushie and reading by the fire. You both have tea and cookies while sharing poetry with one another, under the embrace of your favorite fluffy blanket, the plushie snug between the two of you.

Asmodeus makes an entire day of going out shopping for plushies and outfits with you. Little did you know, he had called in a few favors with one of his fashion designer friends to have both the plushies and their outfits custom made to his design. When the two of you get back to his room, you sit down in front of his vanity with your new plushies and start making each other over, in preparation for the fashion show you’re about to have. After getting hair and makeup ready, you slip on your outfits, making sure everything looks just right, both with yourselves and your new stuffed friends. Asmo uses one of the extra plushies from his bed to prop up his DDD to record the fashion show - which still remains at the top of his Devilgram highlight reel.

Beelzebub was probably the only one of his brothers that was unfazed by the whole competitive aspect of this. He was walking back home from fangol practice one afternoon, arms full of bags of food for the two of you from Hell's Kitchen. As he's walking, he notices an adorable plushie in a shop window that reminds him of you. Of course he goes in to buy it, and soon enough he is making a beeline straight home and directly to your room with all of the goodies. He honestly has no idea which he loves more - the look on your face as you eat your favorite Devildom food, or the smile you flash and the glimmer in your eyes as he gives you the plushie. He can't help but to pull you into one of his famous Beel hugs.

Belphegor was feeling a bit bratty when he heard that his brothers were in this stupid little plushie competition for you. He ended up disappearing for a couple of days, nowhere to be found and completely ignoring all attempts to reach him via DDD. You eventually find him upon looking for him in the attic a second time. Upon entering you see him asleep in bed with a giant plushie, one as long as he is tall. You sit on the edge of his bed and call out to him a few times with no reply. After calling his name the fourth time, you reach out to touch him, only to have his tail wrap around you and pull you down into his cuddle pile. He presses a kiss into the top of your head, mumbling something about how ‘he got you this gift because you are his,’ before drifting back off to sleep. You smile and press a kiss to the bottom of his jaw, cuddling closer before joining him in slumber.

When it comes to moments of intimacy, most of the brothers are rather respectful, and don’t like the feeling of the little plushie eyes on them during your love making. Two of the brothers in particular are a bit more devious than the others, though . . .

It was one of those rare evenings where Lucifer was spending time with you in your room instead of his. One thing led to another, and now here you were; the Avatar of Pride thrusting into you as you grip the sheets and moan out his name. Right as you both are about to hit your climax together, Lucifer breaks eye contact with you as he releases, his eyes locking with the Satan plushie right as he fills you with his seed. As he is coming down from his high, a sadistic idea plants himself into the back of his mind. He had been looking for a new way to punish his brothers, and the audience of plushies watching the two of you had proven useful in giving him this devious idea. The next time his brothers did something especially egregious that warranted punishment, he will simply string them up from the ceiling and make them watch as he takes you - even just the idea of it fills him with enormous pride.

One night, after your little fashion show date, things were getting hot and heavy in your room. Asmodeus was making out with you in a rather passionate fashion as your hands found the way to the hem of his shirt, tugging it off. As you begin to pull on his belt, he grabs your hands, a devious smirk on his face and a glint in his eyes. “Wait…I have an idea…” He pushes himself off of your bed, pulling one of Mammon’s plushies along with him. He props the plushie up on the dresser across from your bed before pulling out his DDD, making sure the plushie is holding it and the front facing camera is on. He looks back to you as you nod your consent, and he makes his way back to your bed, peeling off your pants and pushing your underwear to the side, leaning down to taste you as you let out the first of many moans. He would never dream of posting the video anywhere - but he definitely does text you little clips from it to tease you when he is craving more of you.

[matrixbearer2024]

Hi!!! I love your Get Off My Screen series so much! I was wondering if I could do a request for that?

Basically the idea is that Vox and the reader are just texting at night maybe and he lets something slip about something he misses from his old life on earth and because of that the reader remembers that the person they’ve been talking to for like over a year by now probably used to be alive and just spends the whole night learning everything they can about vox when he was alive (I imagine this would happen whilst vox was asleep and we’re just googling him) and then maybe I feel like we’d also google Alastor as a joke to see what all the fuss is about and then we find out that the person vox is ~~crushing~~ hating on is a serial killer and then just telling everything we learned when he wakes up.

Sorry if that’s really long I just fell like this is 100% what I would do in this situation

Old Times Gone By

Vox x CollegeStudent!Reader

A/N: I'm so glad you guys are requesting scenarios within the series, heck- I'm glad y'all enjoy it this much already hahaha! This is somewhat of an aftermath to the "You Could Do Better(With Me)" which is why it's not as cheery as the other chapters- but it's definitely not straight up angst. Just vulnerability and late night chatting between friends. Haha "friends"- And as always, I hope you guys enjoy this chapter and happy reading!

A/N: Again, I kind of deviated from the prompt a little to better fit the narrative but Reader does know about Alastor and who he is because of Vox's ranting. They're aware that her demonic crush has a weird obsession with a cannibalistic radio serial killer deer dude and it's still not the weirdest thing he's done so far HAHAHAHA

If there was one thing Vox had to say he hated about drinking-

It had to be dealing with the hellish hangovers come morning.

Especially when he'd been wasted the night before.

A sharp jab in his side caused him to wake up this time.

He grunted, nearly falling off his chair when he shifted ever so slightly.

Huh-

Wait, why was he in here???

He could feel the migraine start to pound in his head.

Vox wasn't looking forward to today already.

When he tried to stand up, a clink of a bottle made him look down by his feet.

Picking it up to give the darn thing a once over, he scoffed.

He must have been absolutely hammered to have finished this yesterday.

It was a brand he despised the taste of too.

"Vox-? Oh, you're up."

His head whipped around so quickly once he heard your voice.

When had he even connected to your TV?

Not that he complained, he managed to see you sat up on the couch and stretching.

Your hair stuck up in odd positions and you even looked to be half-awake.

Why was that fucking cute???

"I- mhm. I guess I am. Was I... drinking yesterday?"

"I don't really know, I just knew you were drunk out of your mind last night. I can only see your face remember?"

"Ah... right."

Vox couldn't really bring himself to say much this time, not while he was still trying to grab the bits and pieces of his memory on yesterday's events.

Did he really wander into the monitor room just because he missed you?

That was low, even for him.

"Good morning anyhow, not that I think it would be if you're dealing with a hangover."

Vox just chuckled, watching you get up and disappear from the TV's view.

He wasn't in any mood to work at all, especially when he had a shitty headache to deal with too.

Eh, his empire could last a day without him.

He notified his secretary to just cancel all his duties and appointments for today, just ignoring their panic as you returned back into view.

"What are you holding?"

"Coffee."

"I thought you said you hated coffee?"

"Not hate, I just don't prefer it. But I need the caffeine to function today and I'd rather drink this bean juice than those energy drinks."

Vox wouldn't admit it, but talking to you again was already starting to make him feel a little better.

Especially after your noticeable absence.

He'd rather die again that outright say he missed you, his pride wouldn't allow it.

Cracking his joints, he just watched you sleepily stare up at him from where you sat on the couch.

Granted, it was probably because your TV was probably perched higher or on a shelf.

But Vox still thought you were kind of short.

Not that he had the right to say anything-

He was a 7ft tall giant compared to you.

"Again with the bean juice thing, and what's wrong with energy drinks?"

"They taste like straight up chemicals."

Vox just gave you a weird look when you rolled your eyes at him.

Still you just kept talking to him inbetween taking sips of your hot beverage.

"I'm not surprised you enjoy them, but your palate is probably shit."

"Oh you do not wanna go there-"

"What if I do huh? Watcha gonna do about it?"

Vox just grinned, you getting up to move closer to the screen as you challenged him.

The wide mischievous grin on your face mirrored his own and you both quickly devolved into just either bragging about exotic foods you've eaten-

Or straight up going for the jugular about each other.

"You eat McDonald's daily? I can't believe you'd feed yourself garbage Vox-"

"It's not garbage, and don't act like you've never eaten fast food."

"You are what you eat, I guess!"

"Ohoho! You bitch!"

Vox didn't seem to mind the numbing headache he felt when you were back to being your animated rambunctious self.

He wondered if it was because of the caffeine that made you all hyped up but he couldn't really bring himself to give a shit.

Not when he was still pretty tired.

It seems you noticed his retorts weren't making their usual mark though, and you crossed your arms over your chest while leaning towards the TV screen.

Vox just narrowed his eyes at you in confusion, what were you doing?

"You my good sir, need a hot cup of coffee more than I do. And freshen up while you're at it, I need to go take a shower too anyways."

You-

You did not just do what he think you did.

Were you actually mothering him??

Vox just rolled his eyes at your words, not really intending to go until he realized you weren't budging an inch either.

"Didn't you just say you needed to go clean up?"

"Not leaving till you are."

"Stubborn much?"

"Not that different from you, no."

The tech overlord laughed at your insistence, eventually relenting and disconnecting himself from your devices.

He stretched again when he got up from his chair, picking up the empty alcohol bottle near his feet not intending to clutter up or dirty his workspace.

Vox perked up when his phone buzzed though.

The darn thing catching his attention before he forgot it was there.

He checked on it with his free hand, chuckling when he realized it was just a message from you.

"Go and freshen yourself up, get a cup of coffee too while you're at it. I'll be back soon, kisses!"

You almost caused him to break his phone from the grip he had on it.

Kisses???

What the fuck was that supposed to mean?!

Vox seriously stood there staring at his phone for a good ten minutes just buffering and rebooting-

Dude is actually broken the second you do literally anything with vaguely romantic undertones.

Still he stomps all over his own hopes and feelings in fear of misinterpreting your friendliness.

Yeah, both of you were fucking clueless.

You stayed true to your word and did eventually come back after you'd cleaned yourself up.

Vox had just been waiting on your TV again and the screen brightened slightly upon noticing you.

It was a subconscious reaction, don't bring it up or he'll definitely throw a hissy fit.

So that's what you both did the whole day, talking and just catching up.

While Vox did mention you skipped classes for the day, you just shot back that he threw his work to the backburner as well.

Not that he bothered to refute it, instead just moving on with the conversation like normal.

Hours passed and time flew.

Before you knew it, the both of you were talking well into the evening.

"And that's kind of the reason why I think spaghetti is superior to penne."

"Doll, they're straight up just different kinds of pasta."

"The fact there's different kinds of pasta mean that people clearly can't decide on a superior noodle shape."

Yeaaah... your conversations kind of stopped making sense an hour ago.

Not that either of you minded, even laughing about some stupid thing way into the AM.

"So like- he thought he was really some hot shit taking on the leader of the exorcists but he got his ass absolutely handed to him!"

"Bro almost got turned into demonic venison HAHAHAHA!"

Though of course, late night conversations always went deeper than those normally held within the day.

"Say... Vox?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you miss being alive? With, ya know- talking to me and all."

Vox paused slightly, it's been a long time since he reminisced of his living days.

When was the last time he even did?

"Not necessarily, I miss some things but not a whole lot."

"Like what? When did you die???"

"Hm... I don't remember the exact date, but sometime in the fifties?"

Vox recoiled when you just gawked at his screen, why did you react like that?

"Holy shit! You're fucking ancient!"

"Haha... very funny doll, I'm not that old! I died in my thirties."

"Ehhhh? You're not much older than I am then. How??"

"Don't remember, it was a long long time ago."

You made a weird face at him, to which Vox just smiled and chuckled.

It was the same expression you wore when trying to figure things out.

As... weird and cute as it may be.

Then you suddenly yawned, causing the tech overlord to consequently do the same.

Something you poked fun at him for since when did TVs yawn apparently.

Rolling his eyes, Vox took a glance at his internal clock.

It was four in the morning?!

How long had you both been talking????

"Vox? You good?"

Apparently his bewilderment was evident on the screen, so he just switched his attention back to you.

Vox's screen glitched slightly when he was caught off guard by how close you got to the TV.

Almost all up in his face even.

"Y-Yeah, just zZst- fine. Say... Doll, do you know what time it is?"

"Uhhhh- no, not really- why?"

"It's four in the morning."

"And?"

"You need to sleep?"

You rolled your eyes and turned your back to the TV, plopping down on the couch with a pout.

"Hey."

You ignored him.

"Heeeeeey-"

Vox couldn't help but chortle from your antics, you really seemed like a grumpy child right now.

"Look dollface, I don't want the fun to end either but we've still got tomorrow."

"I don't wanna say goodnight. You're just going to disconnect when I do."

"What, you can't expect me to fall asleep hooked up to all your stuff again can you? My chair isn't the most comfortable place to fall asleep."

"Still!"

Vox rubbed his face with a sigh, he felt the inexplicable urge to just pinch your cheeks.

He would if he could but he didn't exactly have hands as a TV.

Why did you have to be so cute?

"How about this? I'll stick around until you pass out. You won't even notice I'm gone come morning."

"Fineeeeeee."

It didn't take too long for you to fall asleep on the couch.

Similarly to yesterday, you were just haphazardly sprawled across the furniture with a thin blanket to cover you.

Despite his words, Vox still stuck around for a while to make sure you were asleep.

You looked so serene while you rested, like you didn't have any worries.

The overlord let out a tired sigh, he'll just stick around for another five minutes.

Just a little longer in this peaceful moment with you.

Vox totally fell asleep in his chair again, he woke up that morning in an awkward position feeling more sore than ever too.

"Oh for fuck's sake-"

"MORNING VOXYYY!!!"

[kaiser1ns]

𝘃𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗯𝗹𝘂𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗸 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

╹synopsis :: they are hopelessly in love with you, the excitement, the passion and how they want to make their feelings known.

╹contents :: sfw ,fem!reader, based on exo's song "growl", manager y/n in one scenario, beware of whipped (overprotective) egoists, tried to include as many characters as possible

╹notes :: it's my first time doing something like this with song lyrics, i hope i did it well! i honestly didn't know where to put eita whomp whomp, sorry for any grammar mistakes or mischaracterizations.

❝I’m warning you just in case, listen carefully It’s getting dangerous now, so dangerous Stop provoking me, there'll be big trouble I don’t even know what I'll do❞

The after party of the FIFA Awards started to get exhausting, boring even, talking to people left and right, getting more brand deals, you know the usual for a football superstar, he just wanted to enjoy the night drinking and having fun with you. But you are nowhere to be seen to his own dismay, where the heck did you go, it's not like he doesn't trust you - he doesn't trust the ones around you. He craned his neck, scanning the crowded venue in search of your familiar presence, and finally found you, ah you are so beautiful, so mesmerizing, he couldn't take his eyes off you, but you seemed to talk to someone ... let's say he doesn't like at all. He will make sure when playing against his team to score a hat-trick, no a double hat-trick. He felt this gut-wrenching feeling inside his stomach, his heart tightened at the site - his angel next to some random bug. Quickening his pace, he found himself behind you, looking at the man in front of you with utter hatred, realizing who he was dealing with he apologized to you and left. Wrapping his arms around you, securing and claiming you as his once again, whispering in your ear to stop doing these things to him, because he won't be as calm the next time he sees someone who doesn't deserve to be next to you.

Oliver Aiku, Shidou Ryusei, Karasu Tabito, Sheoi Barou, Raichi Jingo, Lavinho

❝My breath keeps stopping, you are walking toward me You are smiling at me, are you attracted to me too? My eyes become cloudy when you stare at me Your breath gets closer to my ears, you’re the one that makes me go crazy❞

Run, receive pass, score - repeat. He was trying to do that the whole practice, but he can't focus when you are here, distracting him. He will pass out not from overwork, but from the fact that his heart will burst at any moment if you keep looking at him with those sparkly e/c eyes, oh, and your smile - you were the motivation that pushed him to give his best on the field and the reason he forgets how to speak, how to think properly, how to function at all. As you approach him with that concerned smile,with your perfect cute looking face, noticing the sweat on his forehead you, reaching out your hand to check if he has temperature because he was burning and you ask him if he is okay, NO HE IS NOT OKAY, your gaze meeting his and like a daydream, his vision begins to get cloudy — he stares into your eyes, and so do you in his. The world around you blurred as your presence dominated his senses. Was it possible that you too, felt the magnetic pull drawing you and him together?

Isagi Yoichi, Yo Hiori, Nanase Nijiro, Julien Loki, Kurona Ranze, Niko Ikki, Alexis Ness

❝So no-one can see you, I want to hide you in my arms (I’m so serious) All of the stares that want you , whirls up in me a harsh storm❞

He just wanted to have one normal date with you, but of course the paparazzi have to nudge in, all the unwanted stares, camera lights, and the million photos that are probably going to be on every social media tomorrow with the most stupid title. Sometimes he hates the fact that he is famous, everything has it's perks, but right now he wishes for nothing more but to be a normal person with a normal office job. He wanted to hide, and most importantly to hide you from the press. Your relationship is not a secret, but you want to keep it private as much as possible. Without thinking, he gripped your hand tighter and quickened his walking pace, well you were practically running - away from this chaos. As the cacophony of camera clicks faded into the distance, you found solace in the quiet corner of the alley. Panting, without breath, his eyes met yours, and you let a little laugh, what's so funny about people invading your privacy?, but if it meant seeing you with such an adoring smile, he would run the whole world just for that.

Itoshi Sae, Itoshi Rin, Nagi Seishiro, Yukimiya Kenyu, Noel Noa, Leonardo Luna

❝My eyes get sharper, and the tension feels like it could cut  I’m searching around your surroundings, baby You just stay as you are and look at only me I’ll never let you go, just watch, baby❞ 

Scoring the last-minute winning goal he screamed from the adrenaline, releasing the pent-up frustration that had been building throughout the game. The roaring crowd, the teammates' admiration, and the coach's praises all faded into the background, he felt the weight of the stadium disappear as he locked eyes with you from the VIP seats. His heart pounded with the residual rush of adrenaline, and a triumphant smile spread across his face. Your gaze held his, and in that intimate moment, the world outside ceased to exist. For him, every goal, every achievement, was dedicated to you. As the cheers continued around him, he knew that your 'I'm proud of you' meant more than any other praise. In that shared gaze, amidst the triumph, it was one of the biggest victories for him - you were more important than any medal, trophy, or Ballon d'Or. He smiled once again at you, nodding to the inside of the stadium, signaling you to wait there. And you did, understanding that there were moments beyond the public celebration, where the bond between you two was more profound than the thrill of victory itself - and to his luck he got the best reward, a loving kiss on the lips from his one and only.

Michael Kaiser, Mikage Reo, Chigiri Hyoma, Otoya Eita, Bachira Meguru, Kunigami Rensuke

©2024 kaiser1ns do not copy, repost or modify my work.

[rsmura]

LEAVE, OR NOT— sim jaeyun

SYNOPSIS you have to finish a project and jake does not seem to care, all he wants is your attention, but you’re too stressed to give it to him.

pairing sim jaeyun x gn reader genre established relationship, university students au, fluff, angst warnings argument, profanity, yn has a minor breakdown, skinship wc 1.7k ( MORE )

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“five more minutes okay?”

those were the words jake claims to have heard you say two hours ago. but according to you, those two hours felt more like two minutes.

“baby…”

from behind you, you hear the sound of your bedsheets ruffling, and weight being shifted around on the mattress. 

“jake, do not crinkle my bedsheets, i’m warning you!” you say, despite being drowned in your papers—you knew jake was the cause of these sounds.

“baby please?” he drags out his words and whines, kicking his feet slightly in the air.

you sigh, your only intent being to get your work done, “babe no, just let me finish this. i’ll be with you stat okay?” you turn around to look at your boyfriend, throwing in a small smile to reassure him of your plans.

it wasn’t supposed to go like this—rather, your solo study date at home had started quite well, but with the occasional distractions of jake’s texts and attempted facetime calls, you had fallen behind your study schedule you had set up the day before, by a whopping four hours.

“jake, what’s up? i don’t have long, so please hurry and tell me what you had to say.”

“yn, i miss you so much…” he whined.

you laughed, “yes jakey i know, i miss you too. you can come over as soon as i’m done with this!”

“i can tutor you, for free, only because you’re my girlfriend!” you heard his giggles even from behind the phone call.

“no jake.. i promise, you can come over soon. i’ll call you when i’m done.”

unfortunately, jake had gone against your word and came over anyway, and because he hadn’t seen you in so long, undeniably he would be craving your attention. you assume perhaps he was just attention deprived, considering his extensive whines and sighs.

“ynnn… ynnn…” he went on and on for countless minutes, “yn.. watch me and not your papers please.”

however you were a perfectionist, for basically everything, this time for your grades, and currently the only problem sitting between you and that perfection, was your boyfriend, who was now rolling along your bed.

your professor, professor lee, had given your entire class an extremely important project you had to work on and jake being the smartass he was, who also had to complete this task, had somehow already finished it during class hours.

professor lee went on explaining the importance of this task and how it would take part in 50% of your final grade, so being the ‘i want everything to be perfect’ kind of student you were, you had to get the highest grade obtainable and climb higher with flying colours.

you admit, you weren’t one of the top students in this class, neither were you overall in the entirety of your university. nonetheless, you were one to put immense pressure on yourself, even for a marginally off grade by a 0.5 mark.

jake knew this.

he knew how frustrated you become when your schedule gets interrupted, when someone rushes you to do something knowing it takes a few days for you to process, or heck, even when someone simply aims their trash an angle off from the opening of the bin.

but all these know-it-all facts disappear when he has desires to fulfil. 

jake pouts at you, looking like a lost puppy, “no, you need to come lay with me now!”

sure, as cute as he may look right now, you knew to control yourself until later and pivot your attention back to the papers you had originally been working on.

he throws in a quick ‘hmph’, rolling onto the other side of your bed, turning his phone on to scroll through whatever interested him, before resulting in looking at the weather app.

“hey—”

“jake! please, i said i’m almost done. give me a bit more peace and you got me.”

he let you off the hook then, knowing how important this project was to you, and that he should probably stop talking, to leave you in peace until you finish. but he genuinely just wanted the attention and affection given to him, right at that moment.

with his continuous groans and complaints in the background, you try to fix the problem by plugging your ears with both your index fingers, focusing on your main task.

“yn yn yn yn yn—” 

“i said i’ll be there as soon as i’m done! fucking hell, seriously, leave me alone and stop moving around and talking so much, i’m losing focus because of you and your itchy, unsittable ass!”

unfortunately for jake, the adrenaline was still running in your body, “honestly, why are you even here? shouldn’t you be worrying about your own project that, may i remind you, you also have?”

“i’m done! i finished my project ages ago!”

you chuckled, not impressed with his answer, “oh, so now you just think i’m a slowass person who doesn’t know how to function and submit papers without the help of someone then, right?”

jake gazes at you from the bed, making sure to focus on your fast-paced breathing and shaking voice that seemed to have more to say, “what, no? i’m just here to help you baby, if you have any questions you can—”

“i didn’t even ask you to come over! hell, i even said something along the lines of, jake please don’t come over now, i don’t want to be distracted, yet you still have the audacity to fish for my attention?” you spat, “i’m not a robot, jake, i also have my own life and you, as my boyfriend, should be one of the first people to understand that!”

by now, you’ve already stood up from the chair, and only then when you hear the chair legs clang against your bed frame, do you realise what awful words had just come out of you.

your eyes widen, hand flying to your mouth as an aching feeling rushes through your veins and body. you didn’t mean for your outburst, and definitely not at the innocent jake, who is now laying on your bed, mid-roll and frozen as well. 

“shit jake,” you whisper, “love i’m so sorry, i’m just really stressed and under a lot of pressure right now a-and—”

“shh baby, it’s okay, i gotchu,” strong arms engulfed around your waist, and you feel like kisses along the back of your head, “i understand you, don’t worry.” 

despite knowing your loving boyfriend meant good intentions and was only here to help you loosen up a little, you subconsciously bit your tongue, and tried to control your breathing, “fuck!” you banged on your desk, causing some pens to bounce, and topple over onto the ground.

jake immediately pushes the chair out of the way, slowly turning you around and dragging you onto the bed, “here, sit down, slow your breathing first, we’re okay.”

you think back to when he was so excited to see you today, and how you had to swallow back words when he insisted on coming over—how you had managed to score such a considerate guy was beyond your imagination.

and amidst all this, you had somehow formed tears in your eyes, threatening to fall down, “no, don’t cry,” his thumbs wiped around your cheeks, where they had dropped to, “yn, listen to me. i know you’re stressed, and i’m really sorry i kept pushing you. it’s my fault, and i will know to never do this again. i’ll remember to give you space when you say you need it.”

you try to muffle your sobs by covering your mouth with your hands, ducking your head down and into your legs that have now been bunched up against your chest, “jake.. i’m just.. dammit! p-please don’t go.”

“baby, no, i would never leave you,” he pulls your head into his chest, muttering soothing words and combing his fingers through your hair in an attempt to calm you down, “hey, hey,” his head moved in all directions, searching for your eyes, “look at me, yn. look at me.”

feeling force on your cheeks from both his palms, you reciprocate his gaze with a smile ever so sadly. but remembering the previous events, you quietly look down and elsewhere, at everything but him.

jake sighs, “i won’t force you to look at me then, but just remember, i love you so, so, so much, and anything you struggle with, i will always be right here with you, no matter what happens, you can always come to me.” 

you give a slight nod, “i-i know...”

“you need to understand that, okay?” this time, he forces you to look at him, almost like a parent teaching a child to obey their orders, and looks around your room in search of tissues to wipe your red and puffed up eyes, that jake reckons makes you look cute and vulnerable.

upon your last tiny sniff, you gently tug at jake’s shirt to get his attention, “thank you, for everything, i’m serious. sorry i lashed out on you like that, thank you for staying with me.” and that was all you managed to say.

he giggles, to lighten the mood, “silly,” he lightly flicks your forehead, “i’m your boyfriend, no need to thank me. i’ll do anything for you in a heartbeat.”

fuck, i really am the luckiest person alive.

“so um.. can we please cuddle now?” he mumbles, “i’m kinda cold and your body warms me up..”

you stare into his brown orbs, all past frustration gone from his eyes, now replaced with tenderness and sweet nothings, “yes okay.. m’sorry again. i’m so lucky to have you in my life.”

he grins from ear to ear, knowing loving words are hard for you to say, “stop talking love, i’m lucky to have you too, but please, let’s just cuddle for now.”

jake pulls you closer and snuggles his head into your neck, letting your combined body weight drop you down to the now completely messed up bed.

“you wanna be a baby now? you want to be pampered?” you giggle at his clinginess, and he lets out a soft hum against your neck.

“yn, really, i promise i will never ever, ever, leave you just because you’re annoyed at me. i’ll be like this little annoying fly in your ear that you can’t ever seem to get away.”

“i won’t. i promise too, you little annoying fly right here, won’t ever be able to get away from me.”

✉️ a/n SUPPORTIVE BF JAKE 🆙 wrote this yesterday at 2am because i had a spontaneous writing burst SO PLEASE FORGIVE ME FOR MISTAKES

📋 taglist open @euncsace @ibsysbsfsunsbs @misouer

© rsmura, 2024 — do not copy, translate, or repost any of my works.

[moominsuki]

✎ᝰ BAKUGOU KATSUKI ; — bakugou hates everything about valentine’s day & nothing could change that. unfortunately for him, nothing is your middle name.

࿄ ! warnings — none. super cute fluff. / note. p2 is here :} enjoy <3

“i hate valentine’s day.”

bakugou and kirishima storm through the streets of tokyo, donning their hero uniforms and watching the public. kirishima rolls his eyes and tightly grabs the shoulder of his friend before he can shake him off in disgust.

“hate is a strong word, bakubro. you dislike valentine’s day. and i don’t believe that for a second. you just haven’t find the right one to love valentine’s with,” kirishima contends as he looks up at the billboards brandished with the latest advertisements going on and on about the latest swarovski bracelet and “the best flowers to get any woman to love you.”

“suckers like you are the reason why that is stupid day is such a big deal,” bakugou grumbles. “you’re gonna celebrate a made up day-” “it’s not made up!” “made up day to bait you into spending all your money on dumb shit. it’s useless and you’re dumb.”

kirishima laughs at bakugou’s cynicism and shakes his head. “like i said, you just haven’t find the right one! no offence, but taking romance advice from you would be like taking advice from denki.” bakugou shoots kirishima a pointed look and he puts his hands up in a surrendered pose.

“i’m just saying, while i buy flowers and a necklace for a lovely lady of mine, you can wallow in your pity party against the most romantic day of the year. that’s the best thing you can do for a girl.” bakugou groans outwardly and turns to look at his friend.

“is this a patrol or a reason for ya to go on and on about your new girlfriend? cos’ it seems like we ain’t scoping for villains and i’m just an ear to hear about how you get your dick wet.”

kirishima’s face curls at bakugou’s crude language and he shoves the blonde somewhat playfully. “firstly, my relationship with my girl is more than that. and secondly, it wouldn’t be manly of me to talk about my sex life.” bakugou scoffs at this.

“so instead you’ll subject me to ya boring love stories? hard pass.”

at this point, both the guys had reached their agency: being so caught up in their conversation about love and whatnot meant they subconsciously arrived at the huge, vast building.

“‘m sure dunceface and pinky will want to hear all about how you spent 15,000 yen on a fucking necklace but i don’t. have i already told you how stupid that was, by the way?”

kirishima sighs and opens the door, “that’s probably the only thing you’ve inputted into this conversation.”

the boys walk into the entrance and the reception is donned with flowers and glitter and pink hearts alike. the display left a sickening taste in bakugou’s mouth. there’s no way he would’ve co-signed something as ugly as this. it was definitely mina or denki or even deku-

“hey you guys! how do you like the look of the downstairs? i figured it’s not as valentine’s-esque as i would’ve liked but the glitter and the tendrils are pink and they’re heart shaped so i think it makes up for the other…” you gesture to the other parts of the decor that cover the entirely of the ground floor, “parts!”

kirishima looks at bakugou tentatively through his peripheral vision and bakugou’s eyebrows are so far raised, they’ve disappeared into the wheat strands adoring his hairline.

“i like it a lot, y/n! i can really feel the loving energy here,” exclaims kirishima and you smile and clap your hands at that.

“that’s so good to hear! some of the others said that it was perfect but didn’t know if you guys would like it as much…” you trail off and look at bakugou. he’s thankful that his mask covers up the movement of his eyes because he couldn’t have hated something more. the sickening colour of fuschia and pale pink messed with his feng shui more than he let on at this moment. if you were dunceface, he would’ve punched you up at this moment. heck, if you were pinky, he would’ve pulled on your ear and chastised you for not telling him first. if you were literally anybody else, you would’ve had an earful.

but you were you.

“i think it looks good,” bakugou hums and he nods before walking away to the elevators at the end of the vast room. you turn to see his moving body and you look at kirishima again in confusion.

“is he okay? are you sure he actually likes it?” you ask kirishima slowly and kirishima waves his hands at you.

“trust me, if he didn’t like it, he would’ve said something. you know bakugou doesn’t beat around the bush.” you smile in relief at that and kirishima quickly says bye to join bakugou in the closing lift.

“hey! wait up, bakugou!” kirishima makes the lift and is immediately welcomed by floating daisies and roses. bakugou stands staring straight out the doors of the elevator, not a lick of emotion on his face.

“so, uh, what was that?” asks kirishima after a lick of silence. bakugou scoffs, “i dunno what you’re talking about.”

kiri notices the tips of bakugou’s ears are red and he ponders on commenting on it before deciding he would prefer life.

“well, if i were you, i would get y/n a gift. but that’s just me though,” whistles the red haired man and bakugou’s eye twitches slightly and he rubs a hand across his face.

“fuck you and stop looking at me like that,” bakugou grumbles as kirishima nods with a knowing look on his face.

“…i heard through the grapevine that y/n really likes tulips and snapdragons - but you didn’t hear it from me!” mentions kirishima and as soon as those elevator doors open, bakugou storms out of there in a flurry, leaving his friend behind.

back in his office, bakugou sits at his desk and runs his fingers through the various decorations on his desk. it was the complete opposite of what his office usually looked like and to him, the runes of pink and red and white were ruining his feng shui. he picks up a card that’s situated on the edge of his desk and he doesn’t even have to open it to know it’s from you.

“dear ka bakugou,

i know the colours and the showiness might get too much for you so here’s a small gift from me before the day of festivities :) i.e. thank you for being a good sport!

love, y/n”

a gift card for his favourite watch brand sat in between the panels of the sickeningly glittery card.

when kirishima came to grab bakugou for lunch, he didn’t bring up the numerous tabs of florists and “gifts for girls you like” on the blond’s computer. and he definitely didn’t bring up the check of 135,000 yen addressed as “y/n’s gift” sitting amongst layers of paperwork.

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[sunkissed! ✩ // gojo satoru]

PAIRING: bf!gojo (jujutsu kaisen) x fem!reader

SUMMARY: in which your boyfriend banters with you to take a dip in a lake on a hot, summer day.

TYPE/GENRE: romance, fluff, established relationship, 'nd humor bcz gojo is a nuthead <33

CW/TW: slightly suggestive for the swimming, hugging and kisses part.

WORD COUNT: 1.8k

A/N: it's summer! and it's soo hot in my country, you can't even fathom! anyways, let's cool off with gojo ovr here hehehhe

"haaa! it's so hot!" gojo exclaimed, looking at his surroundings. "jeez, if i could just dump myself with some ice water right now.."

the sun was shining brightly through the leaves of the trees, and the air was warm and full of fresh smells. it's summer.

it felt so short for this season to arrive. for all you've remembered, it was just snowing. you reminisced from the snowy season where the weather was cool outside, certainly perfect for a date between gojo and you. the wind was starting to pick up and the ground was covered in snow and snowdrifts. then it was getting chilly, but gojo's hand that is holding yours closely to him keeps you warm as you both happily walk through the sidewalk, looking out at the snow-covered neighborhood.

now venturing on a park under the seething sun, you feel your sweat clinging on to your skin and clothes. you exasperatedly wiped some of them from your forehead.

thankfully, you were wearing a cool, white sundress that goes well together with the beige sandals you had on. and of course, for the ever 'strongest sorcerer in the whole world' and might he add 'the flashiest and handsome-est man you could ever lay your eyes upon', gojo's outfit matches with yours; a white button up shirt with the two buttons opened and some casual trousers to go along with it.

your boyfriend said, and you quote, "we should literally match up our outfits, y/n! like, literally, it's the trend nowadays!" as he shoved his bright ass phone screen on your face, displaying couples with those cute, sickening, matching outfits.

to say the least, you couldn't say no.

gojo, who was holding your hand close, led you to a bench. you sat beside him and looked at the sky together. it was silent.. enjoying each other's company while embracing the soft breeze. but, oh of course, it was always gojo who breaks the silence.

"hey," you hear him snickering beside you. even without having to look at his face, you can tell that he has that stupid, teasing smirk of his already plastered on his face. you ignored him.

he called your name again, but you can hear his laugh trying to escape his mouth. you looked at the other side, mindfully observing how the fallen leaves were floating on the lake.

gojo pouted, he tried again with a tooth-achingly sweet tone, "heyyyyy, y/n!!!"

no reaction from you.

he did it again.

but now he started to shake your body from side to side while doing so. tsk.

'well that seemed to tick you off,' gojo thought as he successfully got a reaction from you. 'yay!'

you annoyingly shook off his hands, "what." you flatly replied, "what is it now, satoru?"

gojo smiled, but it was not cute nor was it sweet. it was a smile for pestering, surely that was it. you squint your eyes at him and frowned, a bit of an irritated look on your face. 'what's behind that devilish smile of yours?' you wondered.

"my sweet y/n," gojo starts with a funny british accent, you visibly cringed but was amused nonetheless, "would you care to take a dip in the lake with me?”

he winks and smirks at you, clearly teasing the heck outta you, and you incredulously stared at him wide eyed, "are you out of yo-"

"for! for we are thou to pass away with thy dehydration and sweat, my sweet y/n! i simply cannot let you die in such a state!" he dramatically puts his hand on top of his forehead. "oh, it pains me! it pains me to see you scrounging in pain in this hot weath-"

you cut off his monologue as you flicked his forehead. “oww! what the heck?!” gojo whined, holding his forehead with his hand, still trying to process what just happened.

"hmm?" your eyes widened in shock, "i'm surprised you let your infinity void down today," you watch him as he continues on to rub his forehead, pouting as he does so. he looks at you back and he sees you grinning at him with a cocky, playful expression on your face. "what's gotten into you? i swear, sator-"

"my dahling!" gojo suddenly exclaimed, clinging on to you as tight as he can with an oomf! coming out of you. "it is my duty as your beloved to keep you happy and well!"

'please stop with the british accent omg,' you thought. you prayed. you hoped. you begged whoever hears you to stop this madness.

gojo rambled on, chuckling as he did, "we shall dive to the cool lake to quench our bodies' thirst for coolness and for its satisfaction!"

clearly seeing his character breaking, you laugh and grinned, feeling your heartbeat a little faster as gojo continues on with his speech. "what shall be your answer to my knightly duties, my darling?"

"oh, is that so?" you said, giving a slight flirtatious glance to him and playing along, "then i suppose we really should get going, right?" you slightly winked at him as a cheeky smile appeared on your face.

gojo was left flustered.

you didn't give him enough to answer as you quickly dragged him along the lake. you pull him along towards the shore, eager for a swim in the cool water. you hastily pulled your sundress over your head and placed it on the nearby boulders, leaving you in your undergarments with your safety shorts.

after a brief pause, you speak up again. "not much of a talker now, huh?" you said, with a smirk and an amused look on your face. gojo blushes at the comment, but stays silent still as he removes his button down shirt and places it beside yours.

finally, you both reach the lake, and you drag him in alongside you, with a big smdnw ppile. 'what a cutie,' you think to yourself as you watch him grin from ear to ear as the water touches his skin. 'he looks just like a child.'

the water is cool and silky smooth, like sliding your hand through a satin blanket. it’s refreshing and invigorating, as it washes over the both of you.

you feel as if your worries and problems were slowly washed down the stream, leaving you cleansed of your concerns. meanwhile, gojo feels relaxed and at peace; nothing matters anymore, save for being together and enjoying the moment you and him were sharing right now.

you feel gojo's presence swimming albeit walking towards you and you look up to him, feeling the water gently splashing to your torso. "you know that i love you, right?" he softly said as he hugs you close from behind, his chin resting on your shoulder.

you gleefully smiled sweetly to his affectionation, "always, satoru." you swayed the both of you, "i love you too."

gojo kisses your cheek and your shoulder, with a soft smile on his face. you blushed, but smiled back at him, melting at his gentle touches and kisses. you sighed delightfully, leaning more in to his touch.

"you're so pretty," gojo whispers softly. he kisses you one more time, this time on your neck. you became hot even more and felt the blush from your cheeks travel down into your ears. "my pretty baby."

"satoru…" you whispered as he turned you around, both of his hands placed on your hips. gojo gently lifts your face towards his and your hands find their way to cling around his neck. he pulls you closer with his hands, and leans in close before softly kissing you on the lips.

it was so cute and romantic how his lips moved gentle onto yours, you couldn't help but smile into it.

gojo then pulls back, breathing heavily and gazes at you lovingly, "wow,” he whispers, “that was.. amazing.”

“was it?” you replied, panting a little bit, with a playful grin on your face. gojo chuckles a little and wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer than ever to him. "this feels nice.. refreshing even."

he hums, giving you a light squeeze. "it does, let's stay like this for awhile, hm?" you nodded as you cuddled with him more as the sounds of the calming waves splatter through the rocks.

—

after a bit, you both decided to come back out of the water and get dried off. gojo took his button down shirt as well as your sundress and gave it to you.

as you were dressing up, you looked up and saw clouds moving across the sky with a gentle breeze blowing. "looks like summer has given us some mercy." gojo remarks, pointing to the moving clouds.

"yup! i thought so too," you say as you fix yourself. "the breeze feels nice, doesn't it?"

gojo raised both of his arms out towards the sky and flailed them around. "yeah!" he replies, with a soft smile of his own, "we've needed a break from that heat for a while for sure. i'm glad it's finally here." he lets out a soft sigh of relief.

you looked over and walked to him, feeling better than what you were before. gojo sees you and opens his arms for you, "i'm so glad i have you here with me," he adds as you embrace him, looking into your eyes with a fond smile.

you nuzzled into his neck. gojo softens and kisses your forehead. lips staying a tad minute, you could feel his smile. after a while, gojo pulls back and smiles fondly at you.

everything feels perfect here; the air, the atmosphere, the peace, the calm - it feels like you can stay in this moment forever. it feels like you can stay enclosed in his warm embrace forever. you sigh rapturously and nuzzle in close to him again, a satisfied smile on your face as you close your eyes, and try to just take in every bit of this moment with him.

gojo's happy that he gets to spend this sweet time with you, knowing that nothing will ever replace these moments. he will forever feel that warm, cozy-kind of feeling in his heart, a sense of peace and joy that goes beyond words whenever you're there with him.

his mind is at ease, his heart is filled with love, and he is simply grateful to have you in his life. gojo gives another soft smile to you, his eyes shining with warmth and fondness.

he feels truly at peace when he's with you, and can't imagine life without you in it. out here with you, he doesn't have to worry about the future missions and its plans, and the stress as well as the pressure of everyone's greatest expectations of him. you ease his worries away, just like that.

you're the light of his life, and he's so glad that you feel the same way about him.

@tsunag1, 2023 — can u guys believe im single 😃⁉️ cz same 😐😐 im like, so like my ring finger is so empty rn, gojo 🤪🤚 cmon man, wife me up 😍‼️💯 also, pls like and reblog my works if you like it! it's helpful and is vv much appreciated, thank you for reading! ♡