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[writingdarling]

Genuine question, are the valentines bundles gonna be available forever or only for a short amount of time? Cause I wanna get V's bundle but I can only get it after 1 or 2 months maybe

:(

I mean it says exclusive butttttt...? Eh I don't really know tbh

[writingdarling]

Queer as in an "identity is fluid and descriptors can be imprecise so I prefer a more general term" sort of way but also queer in a "What are you, a cop?" sort of way.

[writingdarling]

omg hi hi! i love ur writing sm bro - could i req a ronin x reader where he’s w a s/o who’s numb and/or just like.. spirals a lot? i’m rlly sorry if this is heavy :(

Dw at all dude, it's not a heavy topic <3 Also thanks for the compliment your so sweet omg >u<

I hope this fic helps you feel better if you're dealing with anything, or if your just looking for your fix of hurt/comfort of the day, I hope this helps too !

Content Warnings: general feelings of helplessness (I didn't go too in depth on those thoughts tho), disassociation

As You Watch the World Crumble (I'm Still Here)

(Killer Chat) Ronin x Numb!Reader

Ronin knows the difference between a bad and a good day.

Good days start with you rolling over, face close to his as you mumble about him having to leave soon for his job. He’ll pull you into his arms and talk about quitting or changing shifts, anything to keep him here in this bed right next to you.

Bad days start with silence. 

Today seems to be one of those bad days.

Ronin blinks his eyes open, your side of the bed feeling colder and emptier than normal.

The minute he processes that, he’s on his feet, walking gently through your apartment.

Ronin finds you on the floor, curled up on the living room floor.

He squats down and takes your face in his hands. Your eyes are cloudy, not like the bright sunshiney eyes he knows all too well.

Ronin pulls you into his arms and carries you back to the bedroom. 

Today is a particularly bad day apparently. Ronin thanks Satan that he’s not working today. He’ll never say it but it hurts when he has to leave you like this, all alone.

Alone with only your thoughts.

He sets you down on the bed, rough enough for you to finally blink and mumble something that sounds like an “Ow.”

Ronin’s good at distractions, for you he’ll be the star of the fucking show if it means you’ll feel a little more normal.

He leans closer to you, breath hot against your neck, hands on either side of you,

“Hey there darlin’. Don’t ‘spose you’re up for some fun huh ?”

You push him away enough for you to be able to stare him in the eyes.

“...Sorry.” 

Ah fuck.

Ronin pivots, kissing your cheeks, almost like he’s desperate to snap you out of it.

“No need to apologize to the devil baby.”

That clears the fog in your brain, just by a bit. You reach for Ronin and pull him down with you as you collapse onto the bed.

“....You ever feel like you just wanna pack up and run away from…fucking everything?”

Ronin gives you a practiced evil grin. “I quite literally did that darlin’, you got some short memory loss or something ?”

You shrug and lay your head on his chest, listening to the beating of his heart as if to soothe yourself.

“....Feels like my world is crashing down around me and no one’s trying to fucking help.” You close your eyes. “I…I can’t even be fucking bothered to look at the server.”

Ronin’s arms wrap around you, like you're the last piece of gold left on the planet. Protective, not too rough. It helps you release some of the tension in your body and you relax.

“Eh, we can be chronically offline for the day.”

He runs his hands through your hair, gently untangling the strands from when you had messed them up earlier. 

Who said the Devil didn’t have a heart (oh yeah he did).

“...I don’t know if I can even help in a way that fucking matters…but,”

Ronin’s voice goes soft, sweet even.

“I’m here, you know. I’ll duct tape your world if that’s what it takes.”

You let sleep take a hold of you once more.

When you wake up, you hope it’ll be a good day.

And if it still isn’t, you have the Devil himself on your side, helping you through it.

First time writing something like this so I hope I'm not too bad at it !

Usually my angst writings are just:

"She cried. He crew. They both crode."

You know the type

[writingdarling]

Hello!!, could you please do kc Li x Reader who has a catlike personality or/and looks??

Hiii ! I got another ask also asking for this so I'm answering both right here !!!

I have 3 cats so I know my stuff, though my cats r dumb as shit so maybe there are more traits I didn't write about lol

I hope you enjoy !!

Content Warnings: None !

Killer Chat L.I's x Catlike!Reader

Ronin

Ronin probably loves your personality

You’re cold and distant, prone to fiery verbal (and sometimes physical) attacks and he’s soooooo fucking down for it

But that one moment where you let down your guard ? He loves that the most 

Maybe it’s during movie night when you allow yourself to relax against him, muzzling your face into his neck, half-asleep already

Your hand are squeezing the fabric of his hoodie, nails poking him every so often

You don’t apologize

He doesn’t ask you to

Sometimes you wake up with a bell around your neck, courtesy of the motherfucker you call your boyfriend

“Come on darlin’, all cats wear bells and collars right ? You’re ‘spose to love ‘em.”

He sleeps on the couch that night

He probably distracts himself by just, gently squishing your palms and fingers, muttering about how damn soft they are

“Ain’t logical baby, you’re a writer for fucks sake. Ain’t your hands supposed to be all calloused and rough and shit ?”

“Unlike you I pride myself on self-care.”

Probably brings you along on murder sprees for your dates

For the so-called “Hunt”

Well

You can’t say that you don’t enjoy the chase 

The adrenaline pumping in your blood as you catch your prey, watching their eyes widen in horror-

“Good kitty~”

Annndddd Ronin’s ruined your fun, as per usual

“Fuckass discord mod-” “WHAT.”

Also, Ronin is not a fan of your spooky nightly antics

You know the type

Once he wakes up at 3 in the morning for a drink

Walks into his kitchen and there you are, perched on his kitchen counter like you belong there, bright eyes shining in the dark as you turn to him so fast he swears he hears a crack

“.....What the fuck baby.”

Angel

She thinks your mannerisms are adorable !

Buys you cat themed outfits and accessories 

Cat beanies, cat socks, a little cat charm bracelet that jingles softly

She’s always gonna be obsessed with you and she’s even more obsessed with how much you remind her of those adorable little kitties !

Once, while the two of you were cuddling, you allowed a soft happy grumbling noise escape your throat

Angel sits up so fast you’re practically thrown out of her grasp

“You’re literally purring baby !”

You deny, burying your face in her pillows

But when Angel scratches your hair in just the right way, you let the sound out again

To humor her (not)

You and her go out a lot, to parks to see the birds, just anywhere in the city

And of course, you encounter so many dogs

To make a long story short, the amount of times you’ve plastered yourself to her side while a dog passes by is unmeasurable

“Oh sweetheart~” She coos softly, cradling your face in her hands, uncaring if anyone is watching

“You’re fine sweetheart, you’re absolutely ok.”

You mumble something about not being afraid, that you’re only so close to her to protect her from the giant ass dogs obviously

“Sureee you are baby.”

The one time a dog actually tries to hurt Angel ?

You’re in front of her in a flash, growling, making yourself seem bigger, scarier

She swoons into your arms when the dog had ran off

“My knight in shining armor!”

Misaki

They match your energy obviously

The two of you are very golden retriever x black cat core

She sends you tiktok videos about every cat and dog duo there is and sends ‘em with the caption “OMG THIS IS SO US RIGHT BABE ??”

For your first Halloween in real life, your couples costume is of a Werewolf and a Werecat, simple and sweet (and Misaki doesn’t even need to buy a new one ! Score !)

Ronin calls you both uninspired

Misaki practically leaps up at him and pull you into their arms like a soldier protecting their beloved

“HOW DARE YOU RONIN >:<.”

You have absolutely no idea what’s going on but hey, you get to hug Misaki so you’re happy 

They are so down for your intrusive thoughts it’s almost like you share the same braincell

“Misaki.” You lean in close to your partner, Misaki slinging their arm around you, pulling you even closer. You can see the mischievous glimmer in her eyes as she whisper right back

“Yes my little sugar baby dumpling-”

You gesture towards the glass bottle on V’s dining room table

Empty, it’s entrance barely big enough to fit in 2 fingers (stay with me this is not NSFW I swear)

“Bet I can fit 3 fingers in there.”

Misaki hums. Tilts to the right, to the left before pressing a quick kiss to your cheek

“I’ll take that bet.”

V comes back to a crying Misaki and a panicky you, who can’t get seem to get your fingers out of that damn bottle-

V saws the bottle open- “Idiots. Both of you. Please do not procreate, that child will be a menace.”- and uses olive oil to slide your fingers out

Finally free, the first thing you do when he leaves the room is to eye the staircase and bet that you can fit your head through the gaps

Safe to say, you and Misaki are no longer allowed to make bets with each other

V

“I find people who behave like animals much more tolerable than normal humans.” 

V watches you hum softly, rubbing your cheek against his outheld hand

“...Stop thinking what you’re thinking, Valentin Viljoen.”

A rare smile tugs at his lips as he kisses your temples. “Hm ? And what am I thinking beloved ?”

You roll your eyes. “I’m not a cat-”

The thunder outside roars and you practically jump 5 feet in the air

You end up on V’s lap, nails digging into his shoulders as you hide your face in his stomach

“....You’re laughing at me.”

V clears his throat like he wasn’t just shaking with silent laughter “What gives you that idea love ?”

V’s cats love you so so so much

You lie down and all of a sudden it’s a kitty party

A particularly spicy rescue cat V had saved from a abusive breeder takes to you nicely, purring on your chest as you both lay in the sun

“I hoped that I had enough beds in this house. I see I need to buy a new one ?”

V looks down, his voice making the tiny little thing hiss, it only calms down when you scratch it behind the ears

“No need V. Me and the little guy just need sun and floor time.”

V nods and sits on the couch across from you for a while

But soon he’s sitting cross legged on the ground right next to you, his hand brushing through your hair as you sleep

V supplies you with cat facts randomly throughout the day, every one seemingly relating back to you

“Cat’s have incredible hearing, often used in the wild for catching prey.”

V pauses and looks at you

“You only use it to tackle me in the middle of the night however.”

Loves how protective you are of your space, your boundaries and the things that belong to you

He’s lumped into the last category

Despite his “cool and calm” persona, he can’t stop the smirk that crosses his face when you practically snarl at another woman to “get her paws off of your boyfriend”.

As it is custom for cats, he also doesn't move if you fall asleep on him

His personal record is going 6 hours without moving, while you slept in his lap throughout the night

“Don’t worry love, the pain is worth it if it means you slept well.”

Going feral for all of them actually

(get it cause feral, cats, feral cats-? I'll see myself out)

[writingdarling]

I was rereading the angelwood chatfic thing that you posted a while ago and realized. does. ther type like ronin in killer chat? or more accurately, does ronin in killer chat type like ther did? that's devastating

<3

[writingdarling]

checking the kc tag every 30mins or so like that'll change anything

[writingdarling]

hmm… I’ll give you more kc stuff… ig………

[writingdarling]

Need someone to be the V to my Misaki.....

[writingdarling]

water not oil but thats fine right (2/8)

yet another one of the rewards for hitting the ks goal so fast,,,, just 6 more to go ! v or misaki next probably but i must first consult the royal consultant

[writingdarling]

the first of the oiled up rewards (1/8)

it looks so blurry and desaturated idk why but hopefully when i post its fine,, ???

[writingdarling]

I just wanna say I love all the killer chat content you’ve been writing and your posts, they really make my day <333 thank you so much for writing and posting it!!!

Awwww thank you !!! <3

Honestly, like I've said in a prev post I started this blog cause I wanted to get out of my comfort zone and write for myself and just myself, besides thattttttt I'm relearning how to be cringe lol

It warms my heart to hear that people enjoy my writing! Thank you so much for reading!

You've singlehandedly given me more will to write lol so expect a dump of killer chat content in the coming days <3

[writingdarling]

Could I perchance request a ronin x reader who always has headphones on to listen to music, And is very dependent on their headphones ? I swear I’d DIE without my headphones cuz they bring me so much comfort (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠) ⁠♡

Girlypop....are you me in another body or something ??

Literally have had panic attacks when my headphones died and I didn't have a spare (I carry three spares on me at all times now lol).

Either ways....

Content warning: Yelling at the reader

(Killer Chat) Ronin x HeadphoneDependant!Reader

First time he video calls you, the first thing he points out are your headphones

“Wow, you put those on just for my call~? You enjoy my voice that much huh ?”

You feel the need to bash him upside the head

“The universe doesn’t revolve around your enormous ego Ronin.”

It becomes less of a target as time moves on

He even forgets about it, as your relationship develops

And on that fateful day in Purgatory, where his knife is aimed right at you, where you…kiss him for the first time, he vaguely notes that he sees a pair of headphone shoved half-hazardly into your bag

As you begin to see each other more in real life, he starts poking the bear, asking questions

“Do you need those on your head at all times sugar ? Isn’t my sweet voice enough for you ?”

You shove him away, muttering something about how your headphones block out unwanted annoying voices

He acts like you’ve stabbed him in the gut

But still, you’d have to give him credit

When your headphone dies on a crowded bus, the first thing he does is pull out his own beat-up pair and shove them onto your head

Your mouth is still open, 5 seconds ago you were hyperventilating about your headphones, about how loud the world suddenly sounds and now….

Ronin pats your head and presses something on his phone and suddenly the lyrics of an old 2000’s metal song is blaring in your ears

“Your…your taste in music is shit.” You mumble, but you still shove your face against his neck as his arms come to cradle you as if you’re precious

After that incident, Ronin’s the first one to check your headphones battery, hell he’s probably the one plucking them off your head if your asleep and charging them for you

He gets it, to some degree. How loud the world can be without a barrier.

Sometimes if you’re wearing your headphone at home, music full blast, he’ll creep up behind you, scaring the absolute shit out of you, for the fun of it

He shuts you up with a well-timed kiss before you can even scream though

And if any asshole gives you shit about your headphones ?

Well..

You shift uncomfortably next to Ronin, trying to ignore the people at the next table over, who are obviously pointing at you. 

Ronin doesn’t even have to glance at you, his right hand immediately coming to pull you even closer to him, muttering out loud about “people who can’t mind their own damn business”.

You smile at him, poking his cheek. “You’re going soft.” You tease, giggling.

Ronin finally turns to look at you, his face smirking, but you notice the way his eyebrows knit together, and he opens his mouth-

Someone knocks hard on your headphones.

The sudden sound makes you jump, causing your chair to make a screeching sound against the ground.

“What the fuck is your problem you hag.” Ronin’s hand finds yours and he rubs his thumb reassuringly against your skin.

When you turn around, you recognize the woman who had so rudely knocked on your headphones, she being one of the people who were pointing at you from the other table.

“Take them off.” She glares at you.

“...What ?” Your voice comes out weaker than intended, Ronin squeezes your hand. 

“You’re setting a bad example for my child.”

She points dramatically towards her kid back at the table, her headphones in her hands, staring at the scene her mother was creating like it was her own personal nightmare.

You felt for that poor girl.

Her mother on the other hand…

“Did I come out of your birth canal woman?” You stated flatly. Ronin barks out a laugh which he smothers against your shoulder,

“...What did you just say ?” The woman puts a hand to her chest, as if you shot her. 

“You heard me. I’m not your kid, I’m some stranger in a public restaurant who you just basically assaulted and are trying to force to take off their own property.”

You raise your voice, other patrons start to notice.

“What- How dare-!”

Ronin shoves the last piece of food into his mouth and stands up loudly.

“I simply can’t stand to be in an environment where my dearest partner is getting so brutally abused.” He declares to the entire restaurant. The wait staff looks between him, you and the lady.

You take your que and feel your crocodile tears well up in your eyes.

“Ma’am, please don’t yell at me….”

You bury your face in Ronin’s stomach as he pats your head comfortingly, lying bastard.

Well, maybe he isn’t lying about the “dearest partner” part.

A manager appears from nowhere and quickly apologizes to you and Ronin, directing you to the cashier, who gives you a 50% discount on your lunch due to the meddling bitch.

Aye there’s at least that,

The woman is still arguing with staff when you and Ronin walk out.

He had his arm slung around you casually. You wonder whether his smile comes from the chaos he just did or from you.

As if reading your mind, he grabs your phone, playing a stupid rock metal love song he found from the depths of hell (you think, the sound quality is trash).

He told you that it reminded him of you.

You grin.

“You are going soft.”

Ronin waves away the statement like it’s nothing but slander and lies.

“Like Hell, I am.”

Protective Ronin (or any love interest really) goes brrr

The little story part about the lady is inspired from my own life events

yeah people every can't mind their own business, its a fucking shame

anyways i hope you enjoyeddddddd

[writingdarling]

Fun fact, I've never personally played Angel's route, just watched my friend play her route while I was hanging out with them and....now I am playing it....

JESUS CHRIST ANGEL U WILL ALWAYS BE BELOVED IN MY HEART OF HEARTS BABYYY.

Also the way her voice actors gets a little breathy and stuff is insane haha I love voice actors who really make the characters feel human, aka all the lovely people in Killer Chat

[writingdarling]

2026 will be my year cause wdym I get to romance both Feli and Luca AND I DON'T HAVE TO CHOOSE?!

As a polyam person I'm squealing

V and Ronin polyam route next when-

WHO SAID THAT

That was the wind guys I'm so sorry

[writingdarling]

hes kinda jus like me fr but with an emphasis on emo loser

[writingdarling]

Hi hi hiii hope youre having a good day/night!! Im not sure what counts as an icky subject i suck at certain things sorry! But could i request Ronin and maybe Angel fron Killer chat with reader that is a killer and does some artistic things with the blood like painting?? Im sorry if this is stupid but i thought of this when they mentioned the handprint painting with blood in game

HIII !

Don't worry bae, I loved this prompt, I meant icky subjects more like fetish stuff, sexual assault, that kind of thing.

ANYWAYSSSSSSSSSS

Content Warmings: Mentioned Violence, Violence, A lot of mentions about blood in particular, Suggestive (?)

(Killer Chat) Ronin & Angel x Artistic!Reader

Ronin

When Misaki first mentions the “Blood Transfer Art” in the server, you immediately text them to check #killer_shit, where you had dropped a picture of a similar painting 

The Devil is intrigued 

You’re surprised to find that Ronin actually asked you personally how you had accomplished that piece of art

“Tell me darlin’, you fill a plastic baggy with watercolors or something and stab it with a fork ‘till it looks like actual blood ? Or maybe you just flick with your paintbrush.”

You don’t appreciate the tone he takes with you, the “I don’t believe you” tone of voice you know oh so well

You tell him your methods and tell him to try it out if he doesn’t believe you

That night Ronin sends you a picture with fresh blood splattered against a white wall, blood still dripping down, as if the murder had only happened 2 seconds ago

“Messy, but you know what that fucking works.”

After that he starts to egg you on more in the server, referring to your kills as your masterpieces and telling you to send them more

Not one to be outdone, you do actually start sending more of your “art”

Once you show the body, not just the splatter their blood creates

On the other side of the screen, Ronan’s eyes are wide, gleaming with interest and maybe a bit of lust because the knowledge that the only reason you kill isn’t to do the world a justice or something

It’s just to appease your own damned twisted artistic quota of the day

That draws him in, hook, line and sinker

After that he bugs you to brings him along for any and all kills

He insist you teach him exactly how you get the more rare patterns you post, and you oblige

Ronin refers to you as his personal little artist

“I’m your muse though, right doll ?”

“Hm, you flatter yourself too much Ro.”

Angel

When she sees your “art” she stunned by the way it…kind of does look like normal abstract art

She tells you to sell it, half as a joke, half as a way for her to know if you ever have…

Her interest is intrigued when you confess to her, privately, that you have actually sold some art, to trusted buyers who don’t snitch

“You’d be surprised how well fixative spray works on blood, makes it look like actual paint, even if it’s kind of weak.”

She quiet for awhile, maybe for too long cause you’re starting to wonder whether she was too creeped out by you

She back soon though with a question 

“Do you wanna make a deal ?”

You thought you only made deals with the devil, apparently you could make one with an angel too

Angel explains the basics, she gets the guys, you do your thing and she gets the leftovers

“You won’t have to find your own victims and I…”

The next message make you blush, despite it sounding innocent 

“I’ll get to watch you work baby ;).”

The first time you kill in front of her, Angel is silent

She gently picks up your canvas and studies the art you made 

“It’s…so messy…it’s beautiful.”

You nearly drop your knife with how she looks at you, her nickname making more sense by the minute because only a true angel could look at you, someone who deals with blood for selfish reasons, like that

Like you deserve the world and more

It becomes routine, she invites you over, you kill and she compliments you on your work

Soon, she’s your plus one to a gallery holding the first work you made together

When a girl compliments you on your work, she presses a kiss to your temple, pride oozing from her voice

“My dearest works so hard on their work. My darling little artist.”

“Aww, you know I would’ve never been able to do it without your help Angel.”

The two of you exchange glances, both of you knowing exactly what the other meant by their words

In my brain this is actually Ronin x Reader X Angel so :P

also in this universe, Misaki gets a free blood painting from the reader and V is, Horrified to say the least.

(He still gets a free blood painting too cause he's my pookie in every universe- WHO SAID THAT)

[writingdarling]

jealous ronin perhaps.. please and thank u 🙏

Jealous Like the Flame

you're so big brained anon...

anything I write with ronin comes off as horny for some reason idk why

also can you tell I just saw that shirtless ronin fanart by munstxr that man makes me slightly insane (praying V oiled-up is next tho you will not hear my ass shut up)

Content Warnings: Suggestive, Suggested Violence, Violence (?)

(Killer Chat) Ronin x Reader

Ronin’s jealousy is bright and burning, something you can't ignore.

And if you do ignore it ?

Well, something (or more often, someone) will be going up in flames (literal and non-literal).

It’s one of those rare times where Ronin actually brought you along to chill at the mechanic shop he works at. The two of you had a date planned after this, some fancy restaurant where you adore all of the food the chef makes, so you’re dressed in your finest.

Ronin isn’t wearing a shirt, claiming that he works better without the heat distracting him and you wonder whether you’d be going to Hell with the way you’re eyeing him up like he’s only a piece of meat.

Oh who are you kidding, you’re dating a serial killer. Pervy glances or not you’re still going to Hell, maybe somewhere even worse if such a thing existed.

Ronin grunts as he stands up straight, hands on his hips as he glares at the offending car’s engine. He turns to you, reaching out for the water bottle you were holding for him, drinking it down like it was the last bit of water on earth.

Lord Jesus Christ, you hate to take his name in vain but-

“I need to go to the front of the shop to grab a tool box darlin’, keep yourself occupied with the thoughts of my glistening bod will ya’ ?”

Ronin bends down, his eyes gleaming mischievously.

“Also my eyes are up here sunshine not down there-”

You hit him with the empty water bottle, feeling the heat in your ears.

“Shoo, shoo ! Go you fucking dog.” You place your hands over your ears, blocking out the literal barking noises Ronin’s making as he walks out of the workshop.

When you’re finally alone, you slump against the chair you’re sitting in and play with your phone, swinging your legs ever so slightly. 

A figure moves in the corner of your eye and you see 3 other mechanics, deep in conversation. After a while, the other 2 shove one in your general direction and the guy seems to be trying to compose himself before he walks up to you.

“Um, hey ?” You look at him, a practiced perfectly social smile glides onto your face. You think of it as meeting a fan. Sweet but impersonal.

“So you, uh, you a friend of that guy huh ?” He leans against the wall, as if that would impress you. You can’t help but look at the sweat stains on his shirt and repress a shudder. Even sweat is so much more attractive on your boyfriend, it’s almost insane.

“He’s my boyfriend.” You offer him a way out, you know damn well if Ronin comes back now…your date night might become a slaughtering type of night.

“You…” He looks you up and down. Like you’re a piece of meat. Once again, only attractive when either you’re doing it to Ronin or vice versa. 

“You can do sooo much better babe.” He leans closer and you wince. 

Of course he doesn’t get the message, fucking cunt.

“I mean that guy, a few screws loose in the brain if you know what I mean.”

You let your smile twist into something more sinister, well-practiced over time with Angel’s help.

“Oh I know, that’s why I like him.”

He gapes at you, but not for long before a familiar hand latches onto his hair and he’s thrown backwards.

Ah, as you predicted, Ronin has his familiar “I’m going to murder someone and I’ll do it happily” look in his eyes, his grin slightly manic. 

“Fuck are you looking at scumbag.” He growls as the man's friends help him up. 

The guy that was talking to you rubs his head furiously and he yells something about telling their boss about Ronin’s behaviour.

Ronin’s hand squeezes the back of your neck, not enough to hurt but enough to send shivers down your spine. It’s a warning in itself, no explanations needed.

“Oh yeah, then I’ll tell him how many times I see you shitstains slackin’ off out back, smokin and leaving your damn cigarette butts everywhere.”

His tone is sharp, leaving no room for argument, as seen by the stunned silence coming from the group.

“Now fuck off to the front, before I stuff your head in the exhaust pipe and start revving.”

The three flee like a pack of rats and you can’t stop the giggle bubbling up in your chest.

Ronan scowls at you and leans down to squish your cheeks, an annoyed look on his face.

“Can’t bring you anywhere without some fuckin’ pervs laying their eyes and hands on you huh.”

He pinches your right cheek incredibly hard, as if releasing some of that anger onto you, in response you bite his palm, making him curse out loud.

“Fuck ! Ok, I deserved that.”

Ronin turns back to the car hood, slamming it down.

“Boss let me go early, wanna get back to my place so I can change and…”

Oh fuck he’s eyeing you in that way.

“I am not missing my damn dinner reservation cause you can’t control your libido.”

You snarl, crossing your arms for good measure.

Ronin pulls on his t-shirt, which does nothing to hide anything underneath it by the way.

“Yeah, yeah.” He extends his hand out to you and you take it, soon you’re pressing your face against his chest, admiring the way his eyes gleam in the light.

“When we get home, your fair game though.”

RAHHHHH

I need more mechanic ronin fics cause I go insane for a hard-working man

anywayyss, since I've done half of the current L.I's, I'll probably do either Angel or Misaki next

So you can look forward to that !