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#SanemiShinazugawaXReader
muvaginger · 3 months
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“The Bet”
Boyfriend!SanemiShinazugawaXBlackReader
TW: Cursing, SFW themes & Fluff 🖤
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“I’m sorry, will NEVER bitch about how long you take in the bathroom again, baby girl.”
“Mhm” you say while holding back a chuckle. You and Sanemi have been dating for almost a year and this will be the first time he helps you with your hair. From taking down your braids to detangling and prepping it to be washed, this is the most he has ever been hands on and he’s regretting taking you up on doing it himself.
Early that week, he started complaining about how much time you would take in the bathroom when getting ready even though he takes two hours just to shit and after a little bit of back and forth, he challenged you. “I can do your hair in half the time. Ain’t no way it takes you that long.” He scoffs while you roll your eyes and cross your arms.
“Oh yeah? Bet. This Saturday is my hair day AND our date night. You can do it ALL if you’re so confident.” You retort. “Shit, let’s make this into a bet. I won and prove you wrong, you have to wear that new lingerie that I bout you underneath your dress.” He smirks while imaging you in such attire. “Alright, if I win which I WILL, you’ll have to not just kiss my feet and apologize , you’ll have to do my hair forever.”
He bites the bait, not knowing that this is something you know for certain you will win. And not just that, you know that once he actually sees and goes through the process, he will not just have more knowledge but he will be more understanding towards you. As the rest of the week goes by, you’re not just excited but curious as to what he thinks goes into taking care of your hair. After all, there’s many stereotypes and micro transgressions he’s pricked up in life and you want to see how he reacts to everything.
Saturday rolls around and he’s smitten, thinking that he will surely win this bet. You let him, because the when the realization and hand cramps sets in that smirk on his face will be wiped off. And as expected, it was. He wasn’t just flabbergasted but intrigued into silence. As you directed him on what product to use first and how to apply it to each section of hair, you can see the wheels in his head turning at speeds he didn’t know possible. As he watched you do a section for an example, you couldn’t help but smirk at how regrettable he was at ever challenging you to this and slowly watched him go from frustration to understanding to asking questions.
You were patient with him and during the process encouraging him to continue which greatly helped and when he finally got it right, cheered for him. He doesn’t have to say anything for you to know that your praises made him happy, you can see it in his eyes.
By the end, it took a total of four hours to complete your hair and Sanemis hands where hurting more than he has ever experienced. Looking at him in the mirror you crossed your arms and looked at him. “Well?” You say in a taunting manner. “Think you can do this faster than me now?” He stated at your head and then back at you with with a look of disbelief. “Hell no I can’t! I don’t know how you have the patience to do this every week! Then you have to get dressed up afterwards? Fuck no! I wish I would have known sooner I could have help-“
He stops himself realizing that you won the bet and gently pulls your head back to kiss you on the forehead. “Im sorry, princess.” He says while grabbing your favorite bonnet from its designated hanger. He soon leaves and heads to your closet, seeing as part of the bet was to choose your clothes. “I’ll start helping you more.” You nod your head, smiling and rise up from the chair. Ever since, he’s been getting better with doing your hair and now appreciates what you do just to look good for not just yourself, but himself to.
As you watch your boyfriend at your closet a few months later trying to match outfits with you, you chuckle at the memory of his first time and how that little bet made him a more understanding human being.
“Baby girl, you listening to me? Which one do you like?” Sanemi says while holding up the neck ties.
“Hm? Sorry nothing—I like the navy blue better” you answer back while trying to come back from your thoughts.
He smiles and goes ahead and puts it on, ushering you to help him. You both smile at each other and then fix his tie. He softly grabs your chin bends down to kiss your cheek. “Ready for me to take down your wrap?” He asks while loosening the knot in the back. You nod, and you both head back to the bathroom smiling.
“I love you”
“I love you too, baby girl”
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muvaginger · 3 months
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Yandere Sanemi — he's obsessive, a traditional man, a chaste man who wants so badly to be with you as his first and only, but you're more interested in innocent Genya so he has no choice but to take you by force.
Well hello there, Anon! 🖤
First Yandere! Request I’ve had in a while and you’re coming in swinging which I LOVE.
Let’s see what I can come up with…😌
Hope you enjoy!
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“Unlike Me”
Yandere!SanemiShinazugawaXReader
TW: Cursing, Animosity, angst
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Unlike me, my brother has the luxury of not knowing what lurks in the dark. He can make the choice to not get involved with demons but chooses too.
Unlike me, I was forced.
Unlike me, my brother has the liberty to roam the streets without worry due to those like me who sacrifice their lives just so that people such as yourself and my brother can do just that.
Unlike me, he’s kind, polite, considerate and free from judgment. He can smile knowing he will never experience the nightmares I do when it comes to having to kill our own mother and to also remember the twisted faces of fellow colleagues now passed on from this earth being eaten by those same demons who took her and our siblings away from us.
Unlike me, his hands are not calloused and rough. They’re gentler feeling and with a body not scarred by injuries created by claws. No, he’s perfect from head to toe. A virgin—but perfect.
See, I would be content with all of this and be perfectly fine with the shitty cards that i have been dealt. But he had to catch your eye and you had to fall for him. It’s not like he doesn’t have enough luck as it is but for him to somehow get you? To have you blushing, pondering, and head over hills in love with him pisses me off. And the worst part? He has no fucking clue. None.
While you sit there and yap and yap and yap about how much you adore Genua and how amazing he is, I have to sit quietly and pretend to give a fuck just to get a sliver of your time because if not for genya, you wouldn’t look my way. Unlike me, Genya gets bragged about and has a secret admirer while I’m stuck being “matchmaker”. Fucking matchmaker.
If only I didnt introduce him to you. If only I didn’t get so comfortable that I started to bring you around—as a friend—my colleagues and my surviving family, you would be mine. But no, fate never really liked me, the stupid bitch. She had to give you to Genya. To Innocent, Dumbass, delusional Genya. And even though I’m supposed to be happy, I’m not. No, I’m pissed and want to fucking beat his ass.
I just can’t let this happen.
Call me obsessive if you want but I think you would be way better off with me than him. Unlike him, I can not just provide for you in every single way possible, I can actually protect you from said demons in the night. I can make sure that for the rest of your life, you’re loved, taken care of and with someone who can actually use his hands. If you can’t see that, I’ll have no choice but to make you see. To make you want me. To make you love only me.
If it means that something tragic has to happen to me or If it comes down to having to set my own little brother up to never see you again, so be it. Anything and I mean anything to make you mine, it will happen. Because unlike me, Genyas not man enough to do what it takes to protect what’s yours. And I’ll be damned if I let him or any other one of these fuckers take you away from me.
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