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bluelanternn · 6 months

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— european’s finest

* ˚ ✦ ═ levi ackerman x gn! reader

* ˚ ✦ ═ fluff, slightly suggestive, cuddles, clingy levi, cadet! reader, established relationship, kissing

* ˚ ✦ ═ synopsis: in which, levi ackerman gives you a task to cuddle him—for thirty minutes.

“Captain?”

Three knocks sung around the room. The dim lit cascaded around shimmer with the candle slightly flickering due to the wind. Rustled squeaks on a piece of paper halted when your voice rang over the corridors. His grey eyes darted to the door—somewhere beneath lies down a hidden agenda.

With the accepted response, your hand twisted the doorknob, turning to see him bated out a frustrated sigh. Quietly getting close to him, a smile grows on your face. “Can I help you, sir?” You play to pretend about giving respect to your senior.

“Drop the formalities, [Name].” Levi breathed out. An unnoticeable wrinkle crinkled around his forehead—his eyes were obviously showing that he is tired. Echo of the wind loudly swooshed out, determined to give you two some privacy.

You certainly did dropped the formalities. Beginning to take off your jacket, you hung it around his shoulders—his outfit lacks the suit that somehow adds to his domineering charm. Your warm hand touch his pale cheek. “I will gladly do, dear.” You were answered with a nuzzle and lean on your touch.

Your jacket warms him up. His heart was not shaken up; he stands up while heading to the couch at the edge of his office. The plant beside, like it’s not inanimated, begin to become a part of the mood that is slowly becoming more intimate.

“Would you like some tea?” You sat beside him, your thumb rubs his knuckles, gently placing a kiss on the back of his hand.

You were the only one who is allowed to pamper him. Make him feel like he is being worshipped. Levi Ackerman doesn’t know why your eyes always have that adoring glint that always appear whenever you see him.

“No. Just, stop it…” He does not want you to stop. You have already gotten used to his antics, seeing as his hand seek for your touch. His fingers were wrapped around yours, hugging them close to his other hand.

Levi’s eyes meet yours, “Cuddle me.”

A spark travels through your spine. You always liked whenever he initiates it. You give in to his want. You grew closer—pulling his thighs around your lap, making his arms wrapped rest on your shoulders. Your head tilts up, nose almost bumping his soft lips.

He does not resist.

Instead, he melts in your embrace. Resting his head on the crook of your neck, he breathes in your scent. Your fingers made way through his hair. “Did you missed me, dear?”

Levi does not like showing his soft spot to anyone. He shows his love in a different way to others, but to you—he just want experience the taste of sweet puppy love. He relishes in your affections, your petnames were a music to his ears.

“I did. What are you gonna do about it?” He grumbled making you lowly chuckle. You kissed his temple, travelling down to his jaw.

“I was not complaining, sweetheart.” Your nose bumps against his. Your lips peck his soft lips, making him slightly frown—he wants more. His lips firmly pressed against yours, closing your own eyes. Your lips parting away as you let his tongue slide inside yours. Your hands grip his waist to make him steady, the heat around your cheeks did definitely not waste its time to make itself shown.

A muffled pleased moan in between both of your lips. He breaks the kiss slowly, “Give me 30.” He lets out a breath of relief, he snuggles his head onto your neck, feeling already sleepy and warm. He does not want to continue his work anymore. His eyes were half-lidded, his breath fans over your neck before shutting his eyes out.

With your arms wrapped around his waist, you begin to reminisce the memories between you two. Your fingers rub his back softly.

It’s been a while since you two had an alone time. You smiled lovesick, hearing his breathy snores. You gently lay him down on the couch, covering a blanket on him.

You were about to pull away. Suddenly, a firm grip tug on your wrist. A quiet laugh bubbles up on your throat, your body facing to see him looking at you with a frown. “Where are you going?” You can tell he was aching for you—he wants to cling onto you forever.

“You said to cuddle you for 30 minutes.” You pointed out with an amused grin, you looked at the clock. “It has been 30 minutes, darling.” You cooed softly, leaning close to his face.

You were pulled on the couch, as he crawled back again on top of you. You don’t even get a say before your face was met with a scowl. “I didn’t say minutes.” You blinked before chuckling amusedly—though it was shut up with his kiss once again.

He meant hours, you dimwit.

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dabisbratz · 1 year

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fiendin’ for that sweet spot — choso x male reader

w.c: 3.2k

WARNING: dirty talk, bondage/restraints, edging, slight feminization, creampie, panty-stuffing, d/s undertones, bottom!male reader, amab aligned, praise, degradation, mocking, established relationship, short aftercare, cmnm (clothed male, naked male), use of the word ‘pussy’

a/n: why did this render me speechless… once again waiting on tumblr to fix the read more command ):

There’s a lot of things preventing you from focusing. For one, the quirk of Choso’s pink lips makes your thoughts linger to his soft kisses and gentle embrace. His lips are always so warm and comforting against your skin, he’s always so tender and gentle when it comes to you. But it’s not just his lips that leave a dizzy daze in your head, that clouds your vision from the walking dream in front of you. There’s his hair, that you love to tug on and braid, rubbing miscellaneous shapes and patterns into his scalp. There’s his eyes, deep and dark, but kind and beautiful. His eye contact lights you on fire, burns you from the inside out.

Then… There’s his hands. Large and well taken care of, fingers wrapped around a silver spoon as he digs into an appetizingly saturated tiramisu. His clipped nails shine in the dimly lit restaurant, leading up to his knuckles that look much better when they’re not swollen and blood soaked, but rather kissed or buried inside you. The tendons in his hand flex and flutter when he twirls the spoon, dipping it into the white, creamy topping that sticks to his lips.

He’s too perfect. Everything you weren’t, with a blood mark decorating his cheeks and a smile brighter than the moonlight outlining the city buildings. If you saw muted hues of gray and blue, he’d make up the specks of magenta in between. You saw the love in his eyes, extraordinarily bright and homely, unconditional and unrelenting. You return it and so, so much more.

You sigh, dreamy and enamored with your boyfriend as you push your cheek into your palm. Choso catches the sound almost immediately, straightening up and nearly smacking his back against the polished wooden booth. His lips curl into a frown, pulling at his decorated cheeks until you’re snapping back to reality.

“What’s wrong?” His eyebrows twitch, but he doesn’t look angry. It’s not like him to remain very expressive facially anyway, but you find a smile threatening to spread across your face. As if he’s discovered the answer himself, he scoops up a generous bite of the sweet and pushes the spoon into your face.

“What? No, it’s nothing, I just— thank you — I’m just thinking,” The dopey smile on your face is telling, even as your eyes focus on the spoon in front of you. It’s way too big a bite for you to chew, and you’re not even interested in the sweet, but the gesture is kind and thoughtful. One hand hovers below the spoon, careful to catch any fallen cream. You almost feel bad for stiffening up at the view of his hands in your face. “There’s something else I’m hungry for.”

Oh. There it is again, that breathy tilt to your voice that you’ve been pulling all night, paired with the lingering touches to his body or the brushing of knees under the table. Your boyfriend clears his throat, letting his hand drop to the table with a fairly loud thud. It’s hard for Choso to remain stoic under your gaze, under your warm hands that rub his skin juuust right, under you as you bounce on his cock like your life depends on it.

“Choso.” Your voice sounds whiny now, as if you’ve given up trying to keep your composure.

He imagines the sound of his name on your tongue. Light and heavy, sweet and savory. He imagines you moaning his name right against the table, his warm hands cupping your cheek as he pushes it into the wood. He imagines spoiling you. Right here, right now.

You’ve always been spoiled. You’re his spoiled boy, constantly showered with gifts and doted on. When he’s not chasing the high of vengeful fights or treating contusions, he’s by your side. Tonight is a great example of that, a lavish dinner at a lavish restaurant where only the most lavish of people attend.

Be patient.” Can’t have everyone in this restaurant knowing you cry like a whore the second you see cock, can we? Electricity shoots through his pants as you whine again, squirming in your leather seat until your shoe is pressing against his crotch and your arms are straight in front of your own, almost as if you’re rutting against them in your chair.

At least the bill had already been left.

You were quite a simple riddle. You’ve always had a few twists and turns, but once Choso’s lips were on yours you were so easy to figure out; so welcoming as if you wanted to be figured out. Choso had you mapped out the best, with every nook and cranny and divot of your body. With every spot that made your eyes roll so prettily into your head, with every spot that made you jolt forward and needy.

You might as well tackle him onto the bed, watching him bounce on the springy mattress with wide eyes. You’re stripping before he can process, pulling your tie over your head and hastily undoing his own, unbuttoning your dress-shirt until it’s discarded somewhere on the floor, and unzipping your increasingly tightening slacks. Choso watches you, his hands now resting on your hips so he can lift you up when it’s time to shimmy out them.

His eyes catch lavender under your fly, then speckles of your warm skin, like it’s not completely covered. He holds you by the back of your thighs once they’re under your buldge, but he can’t help but flip you down into the bed when he realizes what he’s looking at. The air is punched out of your lungs the moment you hit the mattress, arms splayed out angelically while Choso tugs down your pants, and leaves one sleeve stuck at your ankle out of impatience. It makes you feel like a slut. Like you’re easy.

“Holy shit,” He marvels, thumbs tracing the lavender lace pattern that covers your cock and makes you look even prettier. He thought that was impossible. There’s a wet patch that darkens the rest of the underwear, a deeper purple that makes him lick his his lips. And finally, there’s a matching, twinkling plug nestled deep inside you, with a pretty heart-shaped handle that’s perfect for pulling on. His sweet, perfect boy had gone out and got himself panties, decorated his pretty body and even prettier cock, just for him. Plugged himself up, just for him. Because he loves cock— his cock —that much. He wants to fuck you in these. He wants to digest you. “Holy shit.”

“Do you—”

“Yeah,” Is all he says, but you can see his ponytails vigorously bounce as he massages the head of your cock through the underwear. Before your legs can close around his hand, he places the other on your thigh, holds you down into the soft mattress so you can’t escape. Your body feels warm already, igniting under his touch as the excruciatingly soft lace dips into your slit and strokes your cock. You can’t help but start to spread your legs wider, a slutty reaction to a slutty sight, and you feel your face heat up when Choso smiles up at you. “I love them. I love you.”

Maybe you’re in way over your head. Maybe you should’ve never got the damned things, they feel way better on your dick than you’d anticipated, clings too tight, folds just right, rubs against it like heaven. With every squirm the plug shifts inside you, your insides twitch and clench around it but there’s nowhere for it to go, just stuck inside your warm, used hole. You won’t be able to survive the next ten minutes at this rate.

“I love— fuuuck, Iloveyoutoo.” Your eyes flutter closed, just to open back up when Choso’s thick fingers toy with the plug, pushing it deeper inside you through the panties. Your moans are slutty and satisfied, like you’ve been waiting for this all day.

It occurs to him that you’ve been fucking yourself in front of him the whole night, playing with the pretty hole that belongs to him. You’d probably fingered yourself before leaving, got your fingers nice and wet to cum until you get that stupid, fucked-out face you always get after cumming, by yourself. You played with what was his to touch, his to fuck, his to use and leave puffy and sticky and stretched out and swollen. Choso growls.

“My pretty puppy’s been keeping secrets?” He can’t help but feel overprotective and jealous. Jealous of your fingers, which were deep inside you not too long ago. But never as deep as he can get, never as good as his. You just can’t reach the same spots Choso can, you can’t milk the cum out of your cock like he can. You need him to cum just how you like, hard and mind blowing until you can’t form coherent sentences. Overprotective for that very reason, what if you’d gone and hurt yourself trying to make yourself cum like he can? The plug gives you away, twitching violently along with your hole. He frowns, small and tiny as he pulls his hand away from your cock, instead resting it on your corresponding thigh.

“Answer me, sweetheart.” There’s an increasingly rapid shake to your head, though you both know that’s a lie. You want to whine, it’s a gift for our anniversary, you want to grab his hair and bury his face between your cheeks so he can focus on something other than your flustered face. “C’mon, you can do it. Don’t go dumb on me now.”

Your whole body shutters, your hand reaching down to squeeze at your balls to satisfy the ache, but Choso’s swatting your hand away, shaking his head disapprovingly. You almost wilt under his gaze, but the aching is just too much, so you try again. Before you know it he’s tying your hands above your head with— when did he take that off? — his tie and your own to hold together both your wrists and the area where your legs bend.

You’re exposed on your back. legs spread and high against your shoulders. The stretch is delicious, if you weren’t wearing those damned panties you’d be completely exposed, your hole stretched out and plugged, your cock peeking out from the band if the lace. You moan in protest, but it comes out more wonton and slutty as he starts to pump your cock.

“Just couldn’t wait, always so needy. So slutty, so impatient,” He’s focused now, pumping you with the lace separating your skin. The material stretches with every stroke, a wet sound bouncing off the walls as your thighs tremble and your body writhes against the restraints. “A brat, too.”

His disregard for your response makes your cock jump, his grip tightening as the panties shift with the tightening of your balls. You’re close. He watches your face, watches your eyebrows knit together until you’re looking at him like a puppy, whining high and loud in your throat until you’re trembling, a thin layer of sweat making your skin— and especially your nipples— glow. He groans, watching precum pool on the panties until your moans suddenly stop, a silent scream about to leave your mouth as he strokes you closer, and closer, and closer—

Nothing. The pleasure leaves just as fast as it arrives, your hips bucking uncomfortably under your boyfriend's weight. Tears prickle your eyes, and you find yourself shaking your head in protest before he can even speak, “I know, baby, I know. It hurts, you just wanna cum so bad.”

His mocking could make you cum alone, but the feeling of his lower half pressing the plug into your prostate is driving you crazy, rubbing that bundle of nerves and over and over, your eyes roll back and you drool as you pant.

“Nuh-uh, no, honey,” His grip around the base of your cock is impossibly tight, basically strangling it, as he watches your balls contract in an attempt to cum. You’re such a slut, it doesn’t take much to get you to cum. A few nice words here, a few tugs and licks there, and you’re crying for more. “Take what I give you, be my good boy. I know you can, know you will.”

You’re a good boy. A very good one at that, and you find yourself echoing his words with less coherency than most, nodding with a gasp as he takes your cock in hand again and presses the plug further into you. But it’s too good, Choso knows what he’s doing, he always does. He knows all your buttons, how to play with you just right. It’s excruciating, trying to hold onto your orgasm just for him. His fingertips tap the heart shaped handle when you moan particularly pornographic, like he’s coaxing a load out of you.

“Look how ready you are for me. Patience is a virtue, you know.”

Evil bastard.

So you suck it up, squealing when he shoves the panties to the side and tucks it underneath your cock, prods at the plug with his tongue and buries his face between your thighs until his only truly distinct feature is his blood mark. It’s a true, honest shame you can’t grab his hair now, but you don’t think you would’ve been able to hold on even without the restraints. Your begging is jumbled, more breathy ‘mhmmm’s than pleas, but it’s good enough for you.

“Choso— Choso, fuck, fuck me, please. Mhmmm, wan’ you inside. G’v’it t’me, fuck your cum ‘nto me!” Tears stream down your pretty face when he touches your sensitive dick without the confines of the lace, precum now pooling on your lower abdomen and squelching with each speedy stroke. Your toes curl, thighs trashing against the fabric until you’re cumming, clenching around Choso’s tongue and the pretty plug keeping you full. You can’t stop spurting, not when he starts alternating between the plug and his tongue, both setting punishing pressure against your prostate.

“Pretty baby,” The plug is out, and your hole looks lonely. It’s puffy and swollen, shining with spit and lube as it clenches around nothing. Stretched out like it’s been used, it takes fingers like it’s natural, sucks in Choso’s digits and flutters around them in thanks. Despite preaching patience and the joy of delayed gratification, he’s not sure he can wait anymore. So inviting, so needy. For his cock and his cock only, who is he to deny that? “Gonna let me breed you? Gotta watch this pussy cum on my cock while I fill you up, let me have it, honey. Please?”

“Uh-huh, mhm,” You don’t hesitate, not once, tilting your hips up as he slaps his cock against your rim a few times. You’re not sure when he took the time to free himself from his slacks, but you don’t care. A string of his precum keeps you together, falling onto your hole as he sighs in content. You can barely contain a long whine as he pushes inside, inch by inch disappearing inside you and pressing straight into your prostate as the curve of his cock punches air out your lungs. Your hands fight against his tie, curling up the fabric as you ball them into fists and moan when he bottoms out, his balls slapping against you. “Please?”

He fucks you like he’s desperate, large hands digging into hit thighs as he ruts his hips with a rushed, sloppy pace. There’s still so much lube nestled inside your warm walls, pulling him in as he slides in and out, loud and sticky as he pounds himself into you. He chases the warmth, the feeling of your gummy hole struggling to keep him where he belongs— deep inside you. You can feel his cock twitch inside you, hard and throbbing and leaking, getting you ready for the loads he plans to fuck into you. Choso’s handsome face is all the more expressive, his lips parted as he pants and groans with each thrust, hurriedly untying your hands and setting you free to lace his fingers with your own.

His eyes close briefly, as if he’s trying to focus on not cumming, trying not to think of what it’d look like to see his cream oozing out your insides.

But it’s hard not to, especially when his pretty thing is crying on his cock, punching out loud but tiny ‘uh-huh!’s with each thrust as drool slides down his chin, bouncing happily without a single thought in his head. When his pretty boy clenches around his cock, pretty decorated thighs open like a whore and stained in his own cum. He feels himself getting closer, roughening up his pace until you can’t breathe, squeezing his hand impossibly tight while he fucks you like his life depends on it.

“Oh, fuck, Jesus Christ. There you go, baby. Ask me for it, ask me to cum in this pretty boy pussy,” His deep voice makes you soar, jumbled moans and sentences leaving your lips as Choso frees his hand for only a moment, to rip away the lacey panties that somewhat obstruct his vision from your used hole. Your gasp is soft, but powerful enough to egg him on. “S’hole’s so needy, all mine. My job to take care of, t’fuck, t’finger and— oh, God, use like a toy.”

“Don’t— I don’t, Choso, don’t think I—” Can hold on much longer, you want to say, but warmth blooming in your stomach renders you speechless, the now ruined panties sliding under your ass and bunching up beneath your backside.

“I know, baby. You don’t think,” He groans, cock aching as he delivers a few more hard and deep strokes, eyes clenching closed at the sound of your hole sucking him back in with vigor. He can’t help himself, pumping your cock to match his thrusts until he’s shouting inside you, warm and sticky and thick. You can’t handle the sight of him crumbling inside you, hips rocking desperately as he fucks the cum deeper. “Don’t need to. Not with a hole like this.”

That’s it for you, the final blow, game over. You’re cumming before you can correct him, spraying hard onto your stomach and making your hole achy. Choso helps you ride the wave, pumping your sensitive cock until you weakly push his hands away, rocking back against his dick until you feel it soften inside you. “Good boy, my good boy. Need one more thing from you.”

His smile is small and genuine, and despite the sleepiness washing over you from such an intense orgasm, you lull your head to the side, watching him pull the lavender lingerie (more like a piece of fabric, now) out from under you. He glances at your face, gauging a reaction from you as he slowly stuffs your hole with it, watching it convulse with sensitivity. He hushes your whines with a kiss, melting against you.

He holds you for a minute, gives your cheek a soft kiss, and wipes away the cum on your tummy with your discarded shirt before it can cool and harden uncomfortably on your skin.

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highpri3stess · 3 months

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Alright, due to the strike, I will not be posting the 1st chapter of Monsters as I was supposed to on wednesday this week. I was also not aware of the not enaging in other content, so that stops right now. Also, I encourage other fanfiction writers to do the same. Do not post your fics between now and Jan 28. Do not post your art or anything else. Post about palestine and their culture and news concerning Palestine or art about Palestine. Take this time to learn more about them, thank you.

Thank you and please please please join the strike.

Edit: please reblog this post so that it can get around.

EDIT 2: This also includes reblogging other content. Stop any event, anything ELSE that is not palestine related. Unless it's about news happening in other parts of the world like congo, sudan or palestine etc we must do away with fan content. Yes not even thirst posting. Please.

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xxiiam · 6 months

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Note ~ inbox is very open feel more than welcome to send me requests to write stuff or just talk to me !!!

I have decided to discontinue my fic Stargirl - it has now been deleted . I am choosing to focus more on writing here and my two fics

All mine - jjk college | basketball players au | choso x reader

And

Sonder - aot college | hockey player jean x ice skater you au

I will be trying to write on here more often probably hcs or drabbles or oneshots . However Star girl will probably be rewritten in the future once I finish all mine and I’m at a good place in sonder .

So fans of Star girl do not worry mousy will return I promise !!! Just the writing was very poor and I didn’t like how the story was going ʅ（◞‿◟）ʃ

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honeybleed · 1 year

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take care ⋆ hisagi shuhei

content & warnings: female reader, canon compliant, mentions of PTSD symptoms, trauma, established relationship, comfort, bounces back between past and present but set around beginning of tybw, italics indicate flashback/divider indicates time skip

author’s note: bleach is is probably my favourite series ever, so me writing a fic for it so late is kinda wild, even my bio is izuru's poem

for @etherealxmaya’s good girl gone bad collab !!

thank you maya for this collab and creating this opportunity 🥺💓 love u sis + congrats on 500 🫂

word count: 2.2k

"That's Hisagi Shuhei!" Izuru said lowly, whilst the seniors instructed the class on the strict rules of a field trip on the world of the living.

"So...?" Renji responded, beyond unimpressed.

"So? He's the first student to be accepted into the Court Guards before graduating! He'll be a ranked officer before long."

"He failed the entrance exam twice though." Izuru placed a hand on his chest with a smug look upon his face. "I passed with the highest rank. So I guess that makes me way more talented than him."

"That’s not very nice, Izuru." Momo chastised.

"Yeah, what if he overhears you and kicks your ass?" You snickered causing Renji to burst out into hysterics, which earned some glares from the other students.

"I want front row seats to that!" Renji exclaimed.

"Is there something you want to share with the rest of us, freshmen?" Shuhei said, in his attempt at an authoritarian voice.

Momo and Izuru cowered but you and Renji were unbothered the slightest. "Just power-scaling the seniors and freshmen." You sassed back.

"Hmph. I wonder if that will prevent your ass becoming hollow bait." He said, bluntly. You noticed from your peripherals a look of horror cast on Renji’s face but you simply let out a snort.

"Maybe so."

Shuhei narrowed his eyes at you, then continued with the safety guidelines.

Well, it was safe to say after that day both Izuru and Shuhei were knocked down a few pedestals.

It was a simple life after Aizen, Tosen and Gin’s defection. Things were quiet. Maybe too quiet.

Paperwork and outside missions. It was slightly monotonous for you but it beat the absolute chaos of Aizen and co.

You were in the infirmary after Shuhei was injured by a hollow, trying to protect some rookie soul reapers on a field mission.

"How funny is that?" He said, with a wry chuckle.

"What is?" You questioned, brows knitting together in confusion.

"The first thing I said to you was some comment about you becoming hollow bait cos you weren't listening. Then I proceeded to become a hollow chew toy."

You shook your head and sighed.

"It’s fine...I thought I was a cool for talking back." You replied, waving a hand.

The last thing you wanted was for him to feel guilty for something that happened so long ago.

However, he had a tendency to ruminate bad memories whenever he wound up in Fourth Division's infirmary.

His fingers grazed over the scars on the side of his face.

"Will you quit that?" You tutted, clamping a hand around his wrist and yanking it away from his face. You cradled his cheek, and stroked where his fingers had just been.

"How many times I told you I like the scars? They make you look real rugged." You said in a teasing tone.

"You’re annoying." He responded, unable to stop the smile that was tugging at the corner of his lips.

"You love it." You said, then leaned across the bed to plant a loving peck onto his lips.

Shuhei had moments here and there where he could completely catch you off guard, and now was one of them.

He immediately slid his palm on the nape of your neck, not allowing you to sit back on the chair and crushed his lips against yours in a more frenzied and passionate kiss.

You almost lost your balance in shock and toppled onto him which made you gasp. He snaked his hands across your waist and hauled you onto him.

Public displays of affection on this level were a little inappropriate considering you both were in a different division's base.

And the last thing you wanted was for Captain Unohana to tear the both of you to shreds in her honey sweet voice.

The two of you whipped your head around towards the entrance of the room at the sound of scuttling.

"M'sorry! I’m so sorry! I should've knocked! Please, please forgive me-" The familiar pitiful and deer in headlights demeanour belonging none other to Hanataro Yamada.

You slid off Shuhei’s lap and bowed exactly ninety degrees, despite Hanataro ranking even lower than you.

"I sincerely apologise, seventh seat yamada! i'll be taking my leave, apologies for interfering with your work!"

"Kiss ass." Shuhei muttered under his breath, in which you gave him the finger. Unbeknownst to Hanataro.

Hanataro meekly made his way towards the bed and gave a grateful nod.

"Oh, you don't need to be so formal with me Fifth seat L/N!" He said, eyes forming little crescents and pink dusting his cheeks. "You’re my senior! All Lieutenant Hisagi needs is a quick bandage change and he'll be good to go!"

"Really?" Shuhei asked, raising a brow.

"You tryna play hooky, Lieutenant?" You said, with a smug smile.

"Pfft. I’m sure another hour here and the Ninth division would implode." He groaned.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

You laid beside Shuhei, your hand settled on his chest watching it raise up and down.

Lately he'd drop by your division's barracks to sleep with you but there was never much talk or even affection.

He’d be out cold in a matter of minutes.

You tried to not take it so personally. His workload was always tenfolds compared to the other lieutenants since it was the Ninth division's responsibility to run the Seireitei Bulletin.

Then there was the matter of him having to battle his beloved mentor and captain who was going against the very morals he'd passed onto him.

And how he witnessed him being cruelly slaughtered by Aizen.

It was almost as if the two of you were connected because as soon as you even thought about it, Shuhei’s face contorted in discomfort and beads of sweat trickled down his forehead.

He made incoherent, strangled noises from the back of his throat.

"Shuhei..." You said gently, not trying to send him hurtling into a full blown panic attack.

He began to open his eyes and sat up immediately.

"Where am I?" He questioned.

"My room." You responded. "Was it a bad dream?"

He didn't answer, however the look on his face told you all you needed to know.

You couldn't even tell him it was just a dream. It was his reality.

"Let me get you a glass of water, okay?" You said as you slid out of the bed.

"No, I'm not...thirsty. Stay with me, Y/N. Please." He said, eyes pleading as he tugged on your hand.

"You need water, Shuhei. I’ll be right back, I promise."

You handed him a cup, and stood beside him as he gulped the water.

"Not thirsty, my ass. Look at you gulping it down like you were stranded in the desert for days." You remarked, in an attempt to make him laugh. Much to no avail.

"Can you hold me?"

"Oh, Shu...of course.." You sighed as you gathered him in your arms, his cheek resting against your shoulder. You pressed a kiss on the crown of his head and twirled your fingers around his jet black locks.

As you held him, you felt something wet drip onto your hand. Tears were streaming down his cheeks.

"I’m sorry. I’m so weak." He rasped out.

"You’re the strongest man I know, Shu. Don’t ever think otherwise."

"What did I do to deserve an angel like you?"

"Become a hollow chew toy." You echoed his comment finally getting a chuckle from him.

He sighed.

"You know straight after that day there were nights i couldn't sleep until the sun was up." He said, voice low. "Every time I close my eyes, I’m brought back to that exact moment. And I’m so helpless, I stand there doing nothing.”

"You need to focus on now. The past and the future is completely out of your control and you need to accept that." You said firmly.

"We may be soul reapers who guide humans but the core part of that is to be a warrior. You took a massive blow back then, but you live to fight again and that's what matters."

He rested his head onto your chest.

It was something you told him to do the first time he started getting nightmares and insomnia after Tosen passed away.

"Just focus on my heartbeat."

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Unbearable silence.

The atmosphere was so eerily silent after the damn near annihilation by the Sternritters.

What could be said?

You witnessed first hand, your close friend Izuru blasted to smithereens as his flesh and blood splattered across you all.

Shuhei was a wreck, being first witness of Yamamoto's inferno of rage.

Your hands would not, for the life of you, stop trembling. You were so jittery and on edge you headed to the bathroom of the Ninth division's barracks to shower in hopes of trying to soothe yourself.

Your head whipped to see shuhei standing at the door. Your eyes met, but there was nothing either of you could possibly say to express how you truly felt.

His eyes were so...dull.

You gestured for him to join you, and he wordlessly obliged as he began to undo his shihakusho.

He clambered into the tub as the shower head sprayed a jet of scorching water, you stepped to the side to allow him to wetten his hair and scrub his skin with the soapy washcloth.

"I don't...deserve this." He finally croaked out.

"Huh?"

"I just stood there." he said, referring to when Captain Commander told him to move and let him deal with the Quincy invader.

"You stood your ground, Shuhei. Don’t beat yourself up.." You said, a little dazed from earlier.

Your head was spinning, for sure.

You were exceptional at combat, your skills was regularly praised by all of the Thirteen Squad Guards but nothing could've prepared you for that.

"This always happens. I always freeze, look at me Y/N!" He suddenly cried out as he grabbed your wrist. "The scars on my face are testament enough to how much of a coward I am-"

"That’s ENOUGH!" You screeched at the top of your lungs, causing him to wince at your volume as your yelling echoed throughout the room. You instantly tore away from his grip.

The water continued as the both of you stared at each other, unable to break the stare.

His eyebrows knitted together in dismay, eyes glossed over with tears.

His lips cut, slashes and bruising across his skin. You had taken an equally painful thrashing but your reaction was a completely different contrast.

The scowl on your face told him all he needed to know. Whilst he was drowning in the waves of guilt and deprecation, you were seething.

You immediately pushed past him, yanked a towel and marched out of the bathroom, leaving him dumbfounded.

After he finished his shower, he stood at the doorway of your quarters.

"I need to go." His voice called out, dragging you out of your train of thought.

"Where?"

"There's a lot of casualties so...it's better to be out." He responded, a little ashamed from his outburst.

"I’m staying in." You said, curtly. "I suggest you do to. You’re clearly not in the right state of mind to be embroiled in all of that right now."

"...I can't do that." He said, lowly. "I’m sorry."

"Shuhei, do you even know why you're apologising?" You sneered.

"You’re angry at me...so I must've upset you somehow." He said, in an uncertain tone as he grimaced.

You squinted your eyes shut as you felt the dam holding back your emotions burst for the dozenth time today.

"I’m not angry at you, Shuhei." You said. "I’m frustrated!"

"You're my everything. And it kills me inside watching you suffer every night. I wish more than anything I could take those thoughts away from you." You said, voice cracking.

"You don't have to do that."

"How can you even blame yourself for something not even our General Commander could withstand?!" You cried out, in an incredulous tone as you threw up your hands.

"I’m sorry for even burdening you with that." Shuhei said, lowly.

"...Just stop apologising." You said in a pained tone as you ran a hand over your face.

You were met with silence.

"The only thing on my mind when the chaos began was to wonder where you were. I know you are a fighter but I was panicking thinking I’d lost you." He said, not meeting your gaze.

"You’re not gonna lose me." You said, voice full of determination.

"...How do you know that?" He asked, voice hoarse.

"I’ll always find my way back to you. Whether its in this life or the next." You responded.

Shuhei felt his heart swell. In many ways, he viewed you as an angel sent to him.

How you managed to keep your head up and wits about you even with such tragedy and havoc surrounding you.

You stood up from the bed and rubbed your temples together.

"I’ll go with you, then." You stated, making your way to the wardrobe to fetch the folded shihakusho but suddenly you felt his chest press against your back and his face nestle into the crook of your neck as he wrapped his arms around your waist.

You blinked hard as tears began to prick at your waterline and you laced your fingers with his. Your thumb stroking the callouses and veins.

His scent that you'd become so accustomed to, something woody yet aromatic, warm and leathery was always a comfort.

"Thank you." He breathed out, shakily. "For being by my side."

"Always and forever."

author's note:

if you read this far thank you so much!!

i wanted to say sorry if the reader comes across dismissive of shuhei’s trauma, i only figured this was the mentality across the soul society. i feel as if all the soul reapers wouldn’t really appreciate some sort of pity party and would much rather prefer a kick up the backside.

hopefully the next bleach fic i make will be a tosen one.

he's one of my favourite characters too and i didn't want to make him sound selfish however i feel like thats how the three (aizen, tosen and gin) were portrayed to everybody else.

SPOILERS but when you read the light novel aizen admits that he killed tosen out of mercy because he knew tosen wouldn't be able to handle the guilt if he survived the battle for karakura town.

anyways i'm rambling but love u all ehehe 🫶🏽💓

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mikasluv · 2 years

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CONFESSION | chifuyu matsuno

synopsis: chifuyu has a tremendous crush on you and wants to confess, but always chickens out, baji comes to help him.

ft. chifuyu matsuno

cw: sfw, f. reader

the blonde-haired boy had the letter in his hand, ready to approach you, but stopped. “fuck i’m so nervous.”

he couldn't do it, so he walked away, head hanging low, ashamed that he chickened out once again.

baji smiled at chifuyu, “so watcha’ doin?” he hung his arm around his neck.

“nothing…” chifuyu sighed, looking down. baji looked at him in confusion. He noticed the letter, and snatched it out of his hand.

“woa—hey!” chifuyu tried reaching for it but baji’s hand was in his face. “let’s see….dear y/n, i’ve liked you for a really long time now and wanted to know if you wanted to go out on a date? maybe? umm just let me know as soon as possible haha :)) -from chifuyu”

baji laughed at out and handed the letter back to him. “bhaha….you got a crush and this…this is how…you confess!?” chifuyu blushed in embarrassment, “okay so help me out.”

“well luckily for you i know how to ask a girl out—come with me!” baji dragged chifuyu along to a flower shop.

“do i really need all this?” chifuyu’s hands were filled with flowers, chocolates, snacks, and perfume boxes.

baji smiled brightly, “of course now go on and confess to her! i want to watch it all happen too.” chifuyu froze, “no please no! i need to be alone—i need privacy when it happens!”

baji rolls his eyes and places his hands onto his shoulders, “i’m kidding! i won’t be there but good luck with her bye..!” chifuyu exhales nervously.

tomorrow…tomorrow i will do it. chifuyu thinks to himself and walks back into his house.

chifuyu stares at the pile of goods on his bed. i don’t need all this maybe just flowers. i’ll give her the rest on our one month anniversary, that’s if she likes me back.

he stares at himself in the phone camera and touches up his clothes and hair before giving you a call. he waits for you to pick up and finally you do.

“chifuyu! what’s up?” you ask. he gulps nervously, “umm..right now…are you b…b..busy?”

“no, is something wrong?” you wait for a response worried. “no no nothing is wrong. can you meet me at the park?”

“the one by the school?” a crunch is heard from your phone. chifuyu laughs nervously, “yeah see you there, bye.”

he hangs up the phone and kneels down. oh gosh i am so scared. he stands back up and sits on the swings awaiting for your arrival.

a few more minutes go by and finally he sees you walking over to him with a big smile on your face. he stands up in a rush which makes you stop walking and you stare at him.

“chifuyu..?” you look down at his hands to see the flowers and chocolates and your eyes widen. is he going to confess to me!?

chifuyu looks at your lips and then your face, it was like you were glowing, the sun hit your face just perfectly.

“ahhh….!” he screams and then stands up staring dead into your eyes. “y/n…”

your mouth is parted, watching him, the way his cheeks are red along with the tip of his ears being red, the way he moving around nervously. his hair falling onto his face just perfectly as to where you can see his eyes.

“ever since we kissed on accident during freshman year. i could feel myself go all warm and shy when you came near me, my heart always beat for you. and that might be a little weird but…” he moves closer to you handing the flowers to you.

your face heats up and you grab the flowers from him. “i like you alot! will you go on a date with me and become my girlfriend?” chifuyu looks down, his face was all red and his heart was beating so fast.

it was silent for awhile and chifuyu looked up at your face, to see you crying. “ar…re you ok..kay!?” he rushed over to wipe your tears.

“haha…yes.” you smiled at him. “i’m sorry did my confession make you uncom-”

his eyes widen. he could feel your soft lips on his. it was sudden but he didn’t push you back, not that he wanted too.

your arms wrapped around his neck, his hand grabbing your waist inv pulling both of your bodies closer together.

the kiss felt warm it felt like it was meant to happen as if the kiss gave you a shock. chifuyu relaxed into the kiss and pushed his lips back into your yours.

his kissed you gently wanting to savor the moment. he never wanted it to end and neither did you. eventually you both pulled away.

you both laughed, his forehead was placed onto yours. “does that mean you like me back?”

“that means i’m you girlfriend too!” you smile at him

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liuhko · 10 months

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ao3feed-tododeku · 2 years

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Oh How Things Changed (MHA & KNY Crossover)

Oh how things changed (MHA & KNY Crossover) by Edge anime society

The Midoriya's have been intertwined with the Demon Corps for a few generations. Inko's parents having met the Kamado's by accident on one late night after a date. From then on, the Midoriya's became one of the two Wisteria houses in Musutafu. Therefore, growing up Inko was raised alongside the Demon Slayer hidden in the background of society. The chain reaction continued when Inko married the Kamado's latest head, Hisashi Kamado, and befriended the owner of the other Wisteria house, Mitsuki Bakugo, a demon ally of the corps, and her husband. Eventually the chain resulted in the birth and friendship of the two sons of the couples.

Or: Midoriya & Bakugo try to handle life at UA while also figuring out wtf's going on with the Demon Corps

Words: 1491, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia, 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Gen

Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Demon Slayer Corps Hashira | Pillars, Midoriya Hisashi, Twelve Demon Moons Ensemble (Kimetsu no Yaiba), Class 1-A, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Demon Slayer Corps Ensemble (Kimetsu no Yaiba)

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki & Midoriya Izuku, Class 1-A & Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki & Class 1-A, Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Class 1-A

Additional Tags: Midoriya Izuku is a Demon Slayer (Kimetsu no Yaiba), Demon Bakugou Katsuki, Tired Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, The Midoriya's are slayers, Not Beta Read, My First AO3 Post, Good Parent Midoriya Hisashi, BAMF Midoriya Izuku, Shinsou Hitoshi is in Class 1-A, Protective Demon Slayer Corps Hashira | Pillars, Other Additional Tags to Be Added

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moonartemisia · 6 months

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metranart · 18 days

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Masterlist

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bluelanternn · 4 months

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— dream come true

* ˚ ✦ ═ levi ackerman x gn! reader

* ˚ ✦ ═ fluff, suggestive, kisses, a bit ooc levi, needy & clingy levi, non-canon au, all aot characters are alive bcz i said so

* ˚ ✦ ═ synopsis: in which, as his lover, you are determined to make his dream come true and make him the happiest.

* ˚ ✦ ═ author’s note: a happy birthday post for my dearest, levi ackerman. whether this is shit to you or not, it’s an appreciation post for my lover.

Business comes in a form of having to spend much. Having to be retired from the military, Levi Ackerman spent his time being chaperoned—cared for—by you. It did not matter to you on how much he has changed physically, he was still your Levi, your love for eternity.

This day is to celebrate the day that is all about him. You start off his day with a good morning kiss, who grumbled and tried to lean away from your kiss, but you knew he loves you too much not to give in.

“Good morning, sunshine. Rise up.” You pepper kisses all over his neck, grinning softly as you breathe in his scent. The curtains around your room were already open, making the sunlight cascade both of you two. Levi lets out a soft breath. “Mhm, good morning.. what time is it?”

“It’s 8:00, sweetheart.” Your eyes were still full of love even after so many of years of being together. Levi still couldn’t get used on having to wake up later than what time he was used to before, his body clock was now slowly getting 12 hour cycle—and all because of you.

He can now have a full time rest without worrying about anything. His hooded eyes gaze towards you, bringing his hand to caress your cheek. “How come you always look so damn good whenever you wake up?” His statement made you chuckle heartily.

“I should be saying that to you, love. You always look like an angel.” Levi wants to scoff and roll his eyes in disbelief at your words, but the sincerity in your eyes always makes his heart beat so fast. He switches both of your positions—making him now lay on top of you.

That index finger which never makes to send shivers on your spine, travels all over your lips. “Really, that mouth of yours will be the death of me.” Before capturing it against his lips, you two share an intimate passionate kiss, your hands gripping his waist lovingly, your lips peppering kisses all over his neck.

A meow inserted over your conversation, making you glance towards your cat. Beautiful black fur and gold irises, your Nao. He climbs on the edge of the bed, curling himself in a ball.

“Happy birthday, darling.” You peck his lips. “Getting older and older, eh?” You grinned teasingly, touching his skin intimately but not anything more, Levi likes how your touch was sensual yet loving at the same time.

He buries his face on your neck, “Can’t I stay here for a while?” You chuckled softly, feeling his breath fanning over your collarbone.

“I’m pretty sure Eren and the rest are already making their way here. It’ll be rude not to entertain your guests, hm?” A laugh bubbles in your throat making his eyebrows furrowed that worsens your laughter.

“Those brats always come here whenever they want like it’s their own home.” He complained, his grip around your body tightened. Despite his words, you can feel the longing in his voice. “G’nna start charging their ass every minute they spend here.” And his vulgarity on his mouth is back again.

You press your lips over his again, him not hesitating to kiss you back. “Calm down, baby..” You whispered against his lips with a soft smile while he pressed his lips against yours again, interrupting your words with a frown—breathy sighs of pleasure slip out of your mouths. You two were about to make it to the next level before you both hear loud knocking on your door.

“Mr. Levi! [Name]-san! Can we come in? We want to give you something!” Eren’s booming voice rolled all over your home making Levi groan in annoyance. You giggled sweetly, standing as you went to open the door for your guests. Nao begin to make his furry presence known by letting out a soft meow before shrieking when Hange begin to coddle him in their arms.

“G’morning to you all.” You greeted with open arms, having Sasha and Connie jump into your arms with a happy smile. Your eyes wandered over to the food that they brought, making your heart swell in warmth. Their love for your husband never fails to make you smile. “Have you brought his favorite cake?” You run your fingers through Sasha’s hair, your eyes zooming in over her mouth. “Sasha.. why is there icing on your face—?”

“I brought you freshly baked banana bread, [Name]-san!” Niccolo tried to direct your focus on his pastry, sweatdropping with a flustered look on having to cover for his girlfriend—who only sheepishly giggled to herself. “No raisins, just how you like it.”

Armin inserted himself on the conversation, “Not just pastries, Niccolo also cooked baked lasagna, salmon, lobster, and a whole chicken!” If you can look closely, you can see Sasha already drooling, preparing to feast over your banquet but controls herself.

Suddenly, you feel two elbows draped over your shoulders, seeing Mike and Hange grinning. “Now, where’s that old man, huh? Want to see the look on his face.” Hange pointed out with a grin, while Mike added, “Probably not out of delight, but that’s what we are looking for.”

You cannot help but laugh, “Well you guys interrupted us so expect his moodiness.” You winked, both veterans getting the hint as they laughed together with you, though Eren was a bit dense. “Your arms might get sore, why don’t you leave the food here?” You helped placing the delicious food all over the table, the aroma filling your home.

Your living room was slowly being piled up with so many gifts but you did not complain, you were more excited to open the gifts for your husband with a glow all over you. You see Erwin, one of his bestfriends, giving Levi a box of his favorite tea in your bedroom—you laughed when you see how fast Levi tried to open the box.

“Let’s eat!” Jean shouted with a hungry look on his face, both Connie and Sasha agreeing making you grin. Mikasa has to hold back the three for almost ruining the cake, she bowed in respect towards you while you smile once more, your cousin-in-law looking radiating as always—your eyes softened while you put the candles all over the cake.

You heard creaking from your bedroom, seeing Levi already making his way towards you all with his wheelchair. You quickly go towards him, gliding his wheelchair towards the dining table, you laugh seeing the moody expression on his face once again.

Everyone begin greeting him, even them having the courage to hug and ruffle his hair which really didn’t seem to annoy Levi, already getting used to their antics with a sigh.

Lighting up the candles, all of you begin to sing the typical birthday song. “Happy Birthday to you~🎵”, not changing the expression of the birthday celebrant before about to blow the candles.

“Wait, wait. Make a wish first, you old man!” Hange cackled, Eren nodded his head vigorously with Armin making Levi deadpanned.

“Do I really have to? I’m not a kid anymore—“

“Make a wish, you old man.” You pecked his cheek with a teasing grin, pouting playfully. “Surely, you wouldn’t reject me?”

Levi Ackerman has a soft spot for you, he rolled his eyes before shutting them out, silently wishing in his mind. You all watched him anticipating before he blew the candles, you clapped loudly.

“Now, let’s have a feast!”

“YEAH!”

The sun was set as the night shows. Everyone already left your home, you were thankful for them helping you to clean up or else Levi will ban them from coming into your home. Either way, some leftover food were stock in the refrigerator.

“Are we now alone?” Your husband quipped, sipping his green tea, gazing through the stars outside of the window. You have now finished washing the dishes, drying your hands in a cloth before sitting beside him on the couch. Nao-nao is now resting on his own little bed, curled up in a ball.

“Yeah, but your birthday is still not over.” You held his hand, helping you get onto his wheelchair. “I haven’t showed you my gift yet.”

Levi’s curiosity was peaked. It was very obvious that he was getting tired, but you know what you have as his present will make his sleepiness go away. “We’re going outside. Sweetheart, I swear if you bought me a new home—“

“It’s not a house, silly. Although… you’re close enough.” You giggled with bright sparkles all over you, helping your lover take a stroll outside. The wind that brushes over you two, it was very peaceful. “Now, wear this blindfold.”

“I don’t say this very often, but this is quite making me nervous.” Levi shivered with a gloom expression making you sigh. You flicked your fingers over his forehead.

“Why do you always assume bad? We’re getting close, put it on!” Nonetheless, Levi followed your instructions. It was a good excuse to rest his eyes for a second while you continue to giggle like a madman.

“Take it off.”

Levi did take out the blindfold, his eyes widening when they both landed in front, he took in a shaky breath. Two cloves of leaf coupled in an artistic design with an abstract green in different shades.

— 𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈’𝐒 tea —

It was a brand new tea shop. His ever dream, enough to make him so damn happy. Before he can stay still in shock while you smile at his reaction, you stroll inside. Every pack of tea, the tables and chairs were all made from oak, the aroma was nothing but organic fresh tea leaves—you can definitely see how clean everything is.

“The brand sucks.”

“Oh shut up, just let me have this moment.” You retorted, pinching the fat of his cheek. “You can change it with whatever you want, you’re the official owner.”

“How did you afford this?” He asked, gripping your left hand tightly. He continued to be amazed internally, like his breath was knocked out of his lungs.

You were both financially stable enough to provide you both the necessities, yet not more than enough to have a new home. “I saved enough money for your dream, I knew you wanted to open your own tea shop.” You massaged his shoulders. “Clean as brand new.”

You were engulfed in a hug by his arms, him scoffing. “You really are one hell of a lover, eh?” He mumbled while you pretend to be offended. “But this is why I love you.” His eyes softened, his playful scowl turning into a smile. “Thank you, [Name].”

You press a soft kiss on his forehead, sharing a kiss on his lips once again, before he breaks it in a soft, velvety whisper. “Really, thank you. My dearest..” His heart was full of love, because of his family, and you.

You rubbed small circles on his back, “So can you brew me some tea, honey?” You teased.

“Don’t assume you’ll get it for free.”

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viviennevermillion · 1 year

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ᴀᴅᴏᴘᴛɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴘᴇᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ♡

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contains: character x gn! reader, pets are allowed in the dorms in this one

characters included: kalim, epel, idia, malleus

warnings: none

Kalim is ecstatic about this idea. The first time you suggest this to him, he's so happy; smiling brightly at you and spinning you around in a hug.

He instantly wants to tell Jamil all about it. The latter is a little concerned about Kalim's ability to take care of a small animal; remembering all the times Kalim struggled to take care of himself without Jamil needing to step in.

"Oh we could adopt a camel! Or an elephant!", Kalim is already looking up suitable pet names on the internet. You take his hand in yours and squeeze it. "Kalim, my dear, I was thinking more of....you know...something the average person can actually take care of", you explain carefully and sigh.

The two of you eventually decide on getting a puppy. Very fitting for Kalim, whom you have once referred to as "the human version of a golden retriever".

You know that scene in the beginning of "Bolt" where Penny picks up puppy Bolt for the first time? That's Kalim, walking into the pet shop and staring at the puppies with such a bright, happy gleam in his eyes. You can't help but want to capture this moment, so you take a photo of him; Kalim gladly indulging you. He smiles into the camera whilst holding one of the small dogs up, petting it gently.

"So...got your eyes on one yet?", you ask, pressing a kiss to Kalim's cheek.

Kalim is gonna take home the puppy that's most active out of the ones in the bunch, much to Jamil's disapproval. But Kalim can hardly say no to his newfound little friend, the way the puppy immediately brings him one of the toys running around and expects Kalim to play with it.

Kalim loves that dog so much the second he takes it home. He loves cuddling it and playing with it. Sadly, though to no one's surprise, Kalim has absolutely 0 grasp on the dog and it will not perceive him as an authority figure whatsoever. If you want it to be potty trained, to stop jumping up and down at people due to excitement and not steal the other dorm member's shoes and chew on them? Congrats, that's your job now!

Kalim and you often take walks with your puppy.

It sleeps in Kalim's room so when you're staying over, holding Kalim in your arms and trying to sleep in on the weekends; expect a small dog to join you in your attempts to cuddle or try to catch your attention.

Kalim picked the most stubborn, active dog they had and now you're going to have to try and get it to listen to you. Crowley already complained 5 times.

Epel would love the idea of adopting a pet with you. He has a soft spot for animals. He's just worried about his dorm leader and knows that Vil would hardly be keen on the idea of having a pet at Pomefiore dorm. So if possible, the pet will stay with you most of the time.

Epel holds your hand all the way to the pet shop. "Okay, so, I'll need something that won't make a lot of noise, won't carry Vil's belongings anywhere, won't 'mess up my makeup' apparently and something that preferably doesn't walk around the dorm", Epel sighs and looks around the store.

His choice is made when he looks at the bunnies they have for sale. Epel used to have bunnies as a kid and he still likes them and finds them cute.

You chuckle after looking around the store alone for a while, finding your boyfriend near the bunny cage, holding a small, white rabbit that seems to have fallen asleep on his arm. "This one", he says excitedly.

Epel would refuse to name his bunny something "cutesy". You'll have to deal with name suggestions such as "Skullcrusher" and "Thundering Fury".

He's so happy to share this experience with you.

When he brings the bunny back to the dorm for the first time, Rook makes an off-handed comment about 'hunting', causing Epel to clutch the small creature and shield it from Rook. "Leave skullcrusher alone, I'm warning you", Epel tells him and Vil raises an eyebrow. "You named it skullcrusher?", his disappointment is obvious with his tone and he turns to you, "and you didn't stop him?" You shrug and smile. "He seemed very happy."

Epel takes good care of the rabbit and he loves sitting on the couch, snuggled up to you, holding the little bunny in his arms.

He wants to make its enclosure as nice as possible for it, buying little toys and tunnels to keep it entertained.

Panics if it ever escapes and runs around the dorm. Partly because he's scared he won't find it again or that it might get hurt, partly because Vil is NOT going to like that.

"Calm down", you put a hand on his shoulder, "we try all possible options first before we panic." You grab your things and start looking with him.

He's very relieved when your shared pet is back in your care. Vil actually found it and handed it to Epel. "Next time, keep a better eye on it", the Pomefiore dorm leader sighs; not seeming nearly as mad as Epel had insisted he'd be.

Epel takes you home over the holidays and brings your bunny with him, showing it to his parents and his grandmother. They reminisce about the time Epel used to have bunnies as a kid and show you the pictures of Epel as a young boy. "Y/n, we're so happy Epel brought you over for the holidays- oh, look, and here's him trying to eat the sand cake he made in the sandbox!", his mother exclaimed, resulting in Epel gesturing frantically. "Don't show them that!"

Your bunny just observes you quietly.

For Idia it's instantly clear that you're getting a cat. He's so excited about the idea, given how much he loves cats.

Also one who starts thinking of names before you even go to the store to get a cat, but simultaneously he's worried that he's going to settle on a name but then it won't fit. "It needs to be clever and accurate", he insists, explaining to you the list of names of his favorite game characters, "for example, this character, in the game, has a forehead mark on his face. So if the cat has a spot with white fur on its forehead, this name would make sense." "You're putting way too much thought into this...", you mumble and run a hand through his hair.

One of the few instances where you don't have to convince him to show up only with his tablet instead of in person. "We're making a major decision here. I cannot make judgement half-heartedly", Idia holds your hand and stays close to you as you walk through the village on the island towards the pet store. "But for the dorm leader meetings where major decisions about the school are being made the tablet suffices?", you chuckle and raise an eyebrow. "The normies are capable of handling these. The task of naming our cat is one that demands precision, wits and top tier gamer spirit."

Idia is ecstatic about the cats. Not so much about the store clerk who keeps trying to give him advice. "I- I'm sure we can pick on our own", he tries to shake him off as he shows Idia and you the cats with a friendly smile, "y/n say something please." The last part he whispers and you let out a sigh. "We'll call out to you once we've picked one. My boyfriend is a bit shy", you explain and Idia looks at you with wide eyes. "Don't say that", he whispers as the store clerk tends to other customers.

Idia picks a calm and quiet cat, perhaps a little on the chubbier side; one that seems sleepy and starts to purr and close it's eyes when Idia holds it in his arms. He also instantly finds a name from one of his games that fit the kitten. "See, that wasn't too hard, was it?", you press a kiss to his cheek. "You're right", he hands you the kitten so that you can hold it too for a while, "as soon as I saw it, I knew instantly."

Idia lets the cat sleep in his bed and you two often end up cuddling with it at night. He picked a very affectionate one.

When Trein reprimands him for not coming to class in person and catches him playing games instead of paying attention in the lesson, Idia insists he'll show up in person only if he can bring the cat for comfort. Because Trein has a cat himself, he lets him.

What Idia hasn't calculated in was the fact that small, cute kittens tend to attract a crowd of students asking to pet it. So he ends up surrounded by his classmates, stuttering about how his cat needs its peace and quiet. You have mercy on him and take the cat from his arms, dealing with the students in his stead.

The cat also starts a fight with Lucius, which Trein insists "could never be Lucius' fault". Idia doesn't know how to handle the conflict.

Needless to say, Idia was even more set on not coming to class in person after that. While you are sitting in class, you often receive text messages from your boyfriend, consisting of dozens of cat pictures and videos.

"Look at it, y/n! Isn't it cute?", he texts and you glance to the board to make sure Trein doesn't catch you texting in class. "Yes it is. I see it every day, Idia." "The magic of cats never fades."

For Malleus and you, the decision to adopt a pet was a spontaneous one. You two snuck out without the knowledge of his guards, something you insisted in front of Lilia was an activity you "definitely did not do frequently", and now you wandered the small settlement on the Isle of Sages.

Malleus was going on and on about an abandoned building you saw on the way here and you mused how cute he looked eating his ice cream with a small plastic spoon, his fangs flashing everytime he opened his mouth.

You looked around and passed by the pet store. From the window, you could see inside; observing a small iguana staring at you from the window display.

"Malleus....", you start, the fae prince turning around to check what you were looking at, seeing you point at the creature, "impulsive question, but what do you think about getting one of those?"

Malleus puts his finger at his chin and thinks about it for a while. At first he doesn't get what the point is, as a pet like this lives maybe 25 years if you're lucky and this seems very short for him. You remind him that he has had GaoGao Dragon-kun for even less and it still brought him a lot of joy he's glad to have and Malleus has to agree that you have a point.

"We could take care of it together", you say.

Oh boi

You don't know what you kicked loose.

Malleus perceives this as like, a very big bonding experience with his beloved that will bring you so much closer and prepare you for one day taking care of an entire kingdom together; something he definitely thinks about frequently and is more than ready for.

"Very well then! I would love this very much", he smiles and presses a kiss to your temple. So it's decided.

You come back to the dorm with a terrarium and a small iguana in your arms and the brightest smile on your face as you see Lilia. "We impulsively decided to raise a pet together", Malleus exclaims proudly. Lilia is just looking back and forth between you and Malleus and sighs. He doesn't even know how to break it to the queen yet that her grandson has fallen in love and here he is adopting a pet and probably planning his wedding in his head.

Malleus is super careful with your pet because he knows he's sometimes having trouble estimating his own strength. He holds it super careful and he's very pleased that it's not afraid of him.

He names it GaoGao Dragon-kun. You mostly call it Drakon but Malleus always addresses it by the full name. You go to the vet for the first time and she's like,,, trying to set up a file for your pet and she's like "what's its name?" and there's Prince Malleus Draconia who has to duck under the doorframe to enter the vet's office and made the entire waiting room silent with just his presence and he very seriously answers "GaoGao Dragon-kun" and the assistant of the vet just sighs and makes herself another large cup of coffee.

notes: trying to get used to writing shorter headcanons again because i want to post more often and like, my old shorter headcanons were fine. also just got my wisdom teeth removed (ouch) so expect headcanons about twst characters comforting you after wisdom teeth surgery.

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highpri3stess · 3 months

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Stop putting your unwanted opinions in the x reader tags. Like fr. I want to read fics, not have to scroll through some clown that sees dead dove do not eat and still eats the dove, only to complain about eating the dove. Shut up man.

#monica.speaks ♡#x reader #fanfiction discourse #anime fanfiction discourse #tw. discourse

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xxiiam · 19 days

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Guys I have finally started to rewrite my mha/bnha dark au what you might remember as “stargirl” but the name has now changed to novacane with some minor tweaks to the story !! I hope you all enjoy the read I’ll try to update as much as possible and it will not be discontinued this time !!

Quick preview !!

“Growing up as a Matsuoka was a-typical you were under constant awareness about the hero commission and how it effects the people they take in and let go . The people who no longer are in their prime are just used as breeding grounds for stronger heroes they can manipulate and use. Long line of heroes in the limelight for being strong heroes all nymph types or descent of such types . Your father issei Matsuoka - used to be the commissions golden boy until his emotions got too involved in his work and the commission pulled him back and “fixed” him . It was basically a lobotomy but now he’s very numb and angry and bitter . Your mom died whilst giving birth to you and your twin brother Daiki that’s what kickstarted issei’s spiral and lead to Daichi your older brother being taken into commission care to be brought up to be the next Matsuoka hero .

You don’t really know anything about your mom or much of your brother except old photo albums you’re able to find in rooms scatered with her old items that issei never had the heart to get rid of . You only became in contact with your brother when he turned 18 and debuted as a pro-hero - he now lives in an apartment in the city , he tries to let you and your brother stay as much as possible as soon as he got a full understanding of your fathers spiralled mental health. Your father never wanted to be a bad father just the consequences of the treatment from the commission that made you raise you and your twin the way he did .”

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phrandallanton · 3 days

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ranfren headcannons

I've done everything but posted headcannons and a fanfiction. This won't do. Here's some headcannons of mine! All of them aren't serious so don't take them that way d(>_･ ). Feel free to ask me about any other headcannons I'll definitely give more!

Randal

• if he has any pimples on his face he definitely picks at them untill they pop

• either is really good at math or sucks at math and hates it. (No in-between)(leaning towrds sucking at math more)

• has tear stains on his homework sometimes

• he bathes everyday dispite what people think. (Luther forces him too)

• his hair gets really oily. He has tried to cook with the oil his hair produced once. Nobody ate dinner that night.

• if he's frustrated and you go to poke him he'll scream on top of his lungs, but like the scream that goes from normal yelling to banshee screeching. "stop touCHING MEEEEĚĘƏƏ!!!!"

• gets in a lot of internet arguments about things that don't matter at all ("I think you'll find it's 'whom'.")

• he'd get so mad if he ask you to hold his glasses, and you proceed to carelessly get your fingerprints all over them.

• draws with those "how to draw anime" guid books.

• if he ever took a driving test, he would have already failed the moment he opens the car door.

• loves kraft mac and cheese, double points if it's in shapes of popular marketable characters.

• now thinking of it, if he was a pasta dish he would be kraft mac and cheese.

• bites his toe nails off (gross) Luther tried to get him to stop but he probably does the same thing when no one is around.

• sneezes weirdly. Like..."ah...ah...AH CHOOwoowoowoowoo..." and shakes his head. Or if he's covering it in his elbow it'll sound like a trumpet horn.

Luther

• he can dance but it's weird.

• if you tell him a joke he'll turn it into a life lesson.

• he wins every staring contest. However if your eyes start watering he'll get worried and start begging you to blink.

• treats women (and everyone) with so much respect, but he won't hesitate to punch a women if he really has to.

• *shakes his indext finger* "no no no"

• Randal probably tried to set him up on a blind date, he didn't like that. It was very awkward to say the least.

• genuinely gets happy when there are bagels at the function.

• when asked for advice, it'll sound like he's going to say something really meaningful and life changing, but then does a complete 180. "Oh, you think your ugly? Well people will have their opinions about you and ...well... you aren't the best thing to look at. But there's worst out there ♡."

• I can see him gobbling up some cheese and broccoli.

• has a walk in closet filled with clothes and accessories he doesn't wear.

• he 100% definitely has the goofiest giggle in the planet.

• eats ice cream with his front teeth.

Nyon

• I will stand by this till the day I die, he's really funny. He has a really good sense of humor. But I could also seem him not understanding jokes too. But at the same TIIIMMEE I feel like he'd be naturally funny.

• he knows lots of slang and pop culture due to watching TV a lot and probably quotes stuff in his head. (Maybe out loud if he was talking to you)

• has a lot of opinions, will never say them out loud, even when asked.

• he's the smartest out of everyone, including Luther.

• easily amused. please give him one of those little fishy nightlights. He'd enjoy looking at it so much.

• he's good at card games and Nyen doesn't like that. (Nyen has stabbed him over games of uno)

• has a really funny looking smile. (There's that one drawing in the Christmas comic where he's smiling weird after he saw Luther's reaction to the fire place tape he made for him)

Nyen

• listens to death metal but then listens to a jpop song right after. ("Can't let gang know I fw this")

• good at math, sucks at reading.

• loves hearing about drama and will be nosy.(come on man he loves Judge Judy and romance novels)

• sounds like Tom from Tom and Jerry when he yells.

• he calls himself "The Tom Cat" and (canonically) "Top of the pets in the house hold" which is practically the same as "I'm the alpha" so he's probably has said that.

• sucks at card games. Will legit end up with half of the pack of cards in his hands in the middle of an uno game.

• actually the weakest of them all. (I won't go into all that right now. But I can definitely beat him up in a fight, just sayin.)

•him and Nyon probably have times where they stay up and chit chat for a bit before they sleep, Example (from my old notes I had):

Nyon high on weed:...why do we call oranges..oranges...but we don't call apples...reds..??..

Nyen:....sh*t...you got a point... does that mean we would call lemons: short yellows and bananas: long yellows so it doesn't get confusing?...

*they then discuss this for an hour or so*

• Snores really really LOUD. Sounds like a car.

• oddly very ticklish I bet.

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That's all I have now. It's 2 in the morning and I'm falling asleep. I might write other characters headcannons later.

"I'm going to sleep" -bop it

#ranfren #catmen #luther ranfren #luther von ivory #comic #web series #nyon ranfren #Nyon #nyen catman #nyen ranfren #Nyen #randals friends #randal ivory #ranfren randal #headcanon #Ranfren headcannons #i need to sleep now #yawn

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