#and it didnt help that its the same eye as sunny's

[m00ngbin]

I want to say that I just had an episode but was it really an episode or did I just convince myself it was

#tw? #tw #( #i dont suggest you read this #) #i say as im struggling not to lose my mind over omori #when i say lose my mind i dont mean getting super excited #i mean lose my mind as in im going to be convinced that theres little people inside my mind like sunny has #and im going to potentially try to stab my eye out #if my family left me alone for long enough i probably would have already #i was convinced that my eyesight was terrible in one eye because that was the one that i needed to stab out #and it didnt help that its the same eye as sunny's #im also going to be convinced that im schizophrenic and that everything i do is a pattern and it all leads to schizophrenia #and by i am going to be i mean that i was already today and im trying to keep myself grounded in reality #its like half of my brain believes all this stuff and the other half is trying to convince myself that this is crazy and obviously not true #and not a good idea #i have like an emotion or something that takes over my mind whenever i start getting like this and its weirdly dismissive and airy #its still me sort of but i feel weird and calm and distant. its almost a different person but im still myself yk #i have all of my memories and everything im just very different #i feel that right now but im still typing this like its me talking about someone else

[sonicexelle-junkary]

Bitter Blood [A HungryHero.EXE fanfic]

“I can't wait to gut you out.”

(CW: descriptions of blood, gore, violence, bad language, and death)

A day used to feel short. Days that, even if it were cloudy and dull, would feel as cheery and sunny as always. Short days. Hours that felt like seconds. Today those hours felt agonizing. The cloudy sky was cold. The air, suffocating. Even a minute now felt like weeks. These emerald hills, this world, it didnt feel the same anymore. Not without him.

Why…. Why was he there? Why was he right there? Right there in the line of fire! He didn’t need to be here! Why was he there? Was it because of him? Because hes a canibal? Maybe he thought that he needed to help protect his image and thats why he came. Oh god. No. No it could’nt have been his fault! No! No No its not his fault! Its not his fault! Its- .... Shadow... Its Shadow’s fault. Its all his fucking fault!

That god damn dark and brooding prick! He couldn’t keep his mouth shut. He had to say something. Had to open his fucking mouth! He made him doubt. Doubt everything that he had thought about him. Made him think that he wasnt the best older brother hes ever had. But, Tails was always independent, even if at times he had to rely on his friends. It was expected, he was a kid. But out of everything, everything that that little fox had went through... It wasn't him, he wasn't thinking clearly, that fucking mutant made him confused. Whatever he said to him, it didn't matter, he implanted that stupid little thought in his head! And now he's gone... Because of him.

“.... I think its time to pay ol’ dark and handsome a visit”

———————

A black hedgehog stood atop one of the many loops of green hills. The naturally generated loops ironically always seemed just the slightest bit unnatural. Even so, they made great viewpoints when sat atop their grassy caps. Shadow, of course, knew this, he would always take advantage of their beautiful viewpoints when he wasn’t in the cities. It, accompanied by the quietness of the stripped fields and checkered soil, waved a calmness over the hedgehog. He wished Maria could see this place the most...

His thick fur shot up, a feeling of dread overwhelmed his body. He was not alone. Something was coming for him. His eyes darted around the area, his ears scanning the area for any noticable sound. His own breath and heartbeat felll silent to his ears. All that was around him was the sound of the wind and.... The dark hedgehog moved to the side just enough for a blurry blue streak to whizz by, barely grazing his nose. It created a sizable crater in the ground once it landed. The force it must've had to create that would have killed him almost instantly if they had collided.

Shadow watched as a blue hedgehog lifted itself from the rubble, coming out with no more than a few scratches and missaligned quills. It was Sonic. The hedgehog’s green eyes starred daggers into his own. A silver object glistened from him through the dust of the crater, A weapon. He waisted no time, Shadow dashed away, over the green hills, as fast as his air shoes could take him. He had no issue with matching or even surpassing Sonic’s speed at times, but something about that stare, how much velocity he needed to hite the ground with that much force…

Shadow ducked as the blue hedgehog came from his path with the intent to kill, narrowly missing his skin. He was in front of him? How was that possible? How fast was this hedgehog? Shadow watched as Sonic skidded and pivoted on a dime, using his momentum to come right towards him. He was always more skilled at his pacing than he was. A wobbly misstep threw Shadow off ballance, and sent the two hedgehogs crashing into each other, sent spinning and tumbling down the barred hills. At the bottom, the black hedgehog kicked the blue killer off forcefully, throwing him to the ground a few feet ahead. The two were quick to hop to their feet and back into battle. Shadow took a fighting stance.

“Enough! Stop this, Sonic!” Shadow shouted “Nothing good will come out of anything that you are trying to do!”

“Yeah, that’s where your wrong, Shadow” Sonic said “something good will come out of this… for me!” The hedgehog pulled out the decently sized blade he had kept hidden. He stared at Shadow, holding it with the intent to kill

“You plan to kill me? Have you forgotten who I am?” Shadow raised his fists at the blue hedgehog before him, he barred his sharp fangs “I AM the Ultimate Lifeform! I was built to be an ultimate weapon, but chose to protect others instead! I AM made of love! I AM the true hero of mobius! And I am not afraid to kill you to protect the world i voued fifty years ago, Sonic the Hedgehog!”

Admittedly Sonic was hurt by shadows comment, but it didn’t break him. He rolled his eyes “yeah, but i think it’s gonna be a lot harder without this thing” he outheald a green gem that glistened the same colour as his eyes. It was a chaos emerald.

Shadow patted his sides “what? How did you-!”

“You see, here’s the thing Shad. Of the whole time we’ve known eachother, i want you to know… I was holding back!”

Instantly the speedy hedgehog was gone, and just as quickly Shadow’s guard was up. If Sonic really wanted to kill him, he needed to be close. It didn’t seem like he was using chaos control, if he was then he could pick up on his chaos signature. Given enough foccus and it would be easy to track him. No, He could just faintly hear his footsteps, smell that sickly sweet iron smell that accompanied him. He was fast, faster than anything shadow had witnessed. he seemed as fast as super sonic. But he hasnt used the chaos emeralds. Has he really been holding back this whole-

A knife held sloppily, but with enough force could kill, grazed Shadows cheek as he narrowly doged another one of the blue hedgehogs attacks. “He’s to fast!” Shadow panicked eternally. He barely dodged another quick strike from the blade, it grazed off a few hairs of his fur. “I need chaos control if I can get a chance to-“

Shadow was spun like a corkscrew in the air and slammed hard into the grassy ground with a deafening thud. His ears rang from the force, he could have sworn he had a cuncussion. The blade plunged into his side and dragged across his stomach. A loud and horrid scream came out of him as Sonics eyes carefully watched the blade glide across his dark body, now stained with his green blood. He tried to move his foot up to push the hedgehog away, but it was quickly slammed back down to the ground with enough force that it should’ve broken it.

“FUCK!” Shadow yelped at his injuries. He bared his teeth and cursed at Sonic. “You’re fucking derranged-!”

Sonic grabbed him by his chin and brought him close to his own face “AND YOU’RE A FUCKING MURDERER!” He screamed.

“I didn’t do anything!”

“THEN WHY IS MY BROTHER DEAD, SHADOW? EXPLAIN THAT!”

“I-it was his choice! He could have left at any time! He could have not been there at all! But he came and he stayed because HE WANTED TO STOP YOU!”

A blade pierced through shadows hand. “DONT TALK TO ME LIKE YOU KNOW HOW HE IS! YOU WERENT THE ONE TO RAISE HIM!”

“AND YOU DO? YOU JUST CANT ADMIT THAT HE WOULD EVER BETRAY YOU-“ shadow screamed again, the knife turned in his palm.

“I’VE BEEN WITH HIM HIS WHOLE LIFE! SINCE HE WAS THREE GOD DAMN YEARS OLD! I HAVE BEEN THERE EVERY TIME HES NEEDED ME! I HAVE DONE MORE FOR HIM THAN YOU COULD EVER DO!” Sonics grip tightened on shadows face. His sharp fangs barred, all to the back hedgehog. “AND YOU! YOU JUST COULDNT KEEP YOUR STUPID PRETTY FACE QUIET LIKE USUAL, YOU HAD TO SAY SOMETHING! HAD TO MAKE HIM DOUBT ME!”

Shadow whimpered. He glowered at the cannibal “And so what if I did? None of this would have happened if you had just learned some self control! All of it... It’s all your fau- AUGH!”

Sonic plunged the knife into shadows shoulder, digging it in all the way to the handle “WHO WAS THE ONE WHO IMPLANTED THAT THOUGHT OF DOUBT IN HIM? WHO WAS THE ONE WHO USED CHAOS SPEAR? WHO WAS THE ONE WHO CAUSED THAT SCAFFOLDING TO FALL OVER? TELL ME SHADOW! TELL ME!”

Shadow shut his eyes and inhaled. The throbbing pain in his hand, his foot, his shoulder, his stomach, it all made him want to throw up. He shook as he glared at Sonic. “He was there because of you…”

—————-

The cannibal on top of him stared, stared directly into his eyes. His expression looked almost deprived of any emotion, but he was furrious. furrious and oh, so hungry. He craved for this black hegdehog since the day they met again in that cave. The blade slowly pulled out of the hedgehogs shoulder, dropping to his side. He leaned in close, close enough for Shadow to see his enlarged pupils and smell that scent that was sickenly sweet and iron-like from those who were his last meal.

“I can’t wait to gut you out.” The words came out of him were bone chillingly calm. Not even a cent of attitude or emotion that usually accompanied his tone. He was calm, those words were calm, but they were drenched in crazed anger.

He slowly raised the knife, preparing to strike one last time. Shadow needed to act now if he wanted to survive. A hit in the right place, with enough force, it will kill him. He didn’t have much chaos energy to use, and the adrenaline was waring off faster… fuck it. In a flash, the black hedgehog teleported away. Not far though, he could only make it a couple of miles. He gasped and clutched his gaping wound. Luckily the cut didn’t go to far deep, but still, he was pouring out blood. He held as tight as he could to lessen the bloodflow.

His vision was unfocused, he was becoming lightheaded from the blood loss, he needed help, but he needed to recharge his energy, and with his injuries it would take him longer than ever. Still, hes going to keep going. Shadow clutched his wound tighter as he slowly made his way across the hills that were now stained with his blood, whining as every step with his foot felt like needles shooting into his skin. Before, they could have beat eachother to a stand still, now... He looked back to see if Sonic knew where he went, chaos snap was not the best at hiding a signature. And perhaps, maybe Sonic did, as shadow saw that blue cannibal stare in his direction. or maybe at him.

“I’ll see you later, Shadow the Hedgehog” his voice echoed through the hills.

Shadow panted, a knot appeared in his throat. He gritted his teeth. “Go to hell, bastard.”

#art #fanart #fanfiction #text post #long post #sonic.exe #sonic.exe au #HungryHero.exe #sonic #shadow #blood #gore #violence #cw knife #i forgot how much i liked to write. even if im not the best at it #expect more to come

[cherryo]

rise leonardo x fem reader friends to lovers but theyre literally aware of their feelings for each other and have been dancing around it for years, too prideful to call it out first. (could end up in full smut or just foreplay your choice)

scenario is them just doing their regular totally platonic cuddling during a sleepover in his room where leo is spooning the reader. they've both already fallen asleep but then reader wakes up late at night and realizes she habitually has one of Leo's legs straddled between her thighs again (iykwim). she always moves it out of the way to save them both the embarrassment only this time leo wakes up after her and pretty much locks her thighs on his leg, not letting her move. maybe starts grinding his leg and whispering playful taunts on her ear and daring her to admit what they both know already, it takes awhile but reader does in the end anyway. since its his bedroom, would be fun to have some "hold the moan" element to it with a side of overstimulation

hi! i kinda did my own spin to this but i appreciate your request! i also am very rusty at full fics and not just hc or drabbles! it ended slightly awkwardly so sorry about that!

friends to lovers!

Pairing: Rise!Leo X Fem!reader genre: smut, friends to lovers, fluff Pronouns: she/her with fem genitalia mentioned word count: 1K Warnings: smut, cussing, use of :cunt:, creampie!

It was just another sunny day in the city, but you were nowhere near the surface, rather wanting to spend your time buried in Leonardo's comfy bed. 

After eating his snacks and drinking all his drinks whats better than snuggling down?

Leo was less than pleased that you come down here just to eat and use his stuff, but how could he stay angry at you when you always looked so peaceful. 

Leo was bored thats for sure and no amount of dramatic sighs were going to make you budge from your spot, you heard every ‘umph’ and “ugrh” he made, you just didnt care.

You felt poking into your ribcage, it was so rough that you ended up turning over and making eye-contact with the turtle responsible. He was grinning ear to ear, obviously proud of himself for finally getting your stubborn ass to turn.

“Hi, what do you want? Im trying to sleep?” you asked in the most polite voice you could muster after you got a broken rib from his rough poking.

“Im bored,” draggin out the ‘-ed’ in the word, making it sound more like a weird noise and not an actual word. He seemed bored, but you couldnt help that. He knows that every day you come down here after work to relax and rest, even though you had your own apartment, it just wasnt the same as sleeping alone than with your best friend next to you. If only you could get him to sleep.

“‘Nardo, my bestest friend in the whole world, i was almost asleep can you not entertain yourself for like? An hour?” 

You were not amused in the slightest, still looking him face on you noticed he had the biggest smirk. Oh no. he was planning something.

You began to roll away out of the danger zone but he was too quick and pounced on you, making you squeal and be squished. His laugh was loud and contagious, it was such a happy thing to hear. Right now on the other hand it was dangerous and meant there was more to come, which made its appearance very quickly.

Feeling his fingers on your sides was not a good sign, you were not immune to tickling in the slightest. His fingers were moving at pace so rapid that it felt like you couldnt breathe and were about to pee your pants. Giggling out your no’s and plea’s felt useless, he was not stopping till he was satisfied.

Finally after what felt like hours Leo stopped his attack, you could breathe again. You opened your eyes to see your attacker was already staring at you with a look you couldnt understand. 

The two of you were staring deeply at each other, not saying a weird but knew what was being said. Suddenly his lips were on yours in a frenzy,  passionate kiss. You didnt think twice before reciprocating, youd wanted this for so long but didnt think he wanted you.

His hands were gropping and grabbing anything within reach, from your thighs to your face again pulling you in close. His kiss was getting more and more feral, you were clashing teeth and tongues touching. 

“Can i fuck you?”

It surprised you, he pulled back just enough to get his sentence out before he put his lips back on yours, not even giving you time to respond. You had to push him back by his shoulders to get him to part from you.

“Please, please fuck me,” that’s all you had to say before he was ripping your pants off, pausing to admire your body and panties. Chuckling to himself seeing the white panties with the pink bow on the front, not thinking you were into these type of panties.

Glancing up from where he was laying on his stomach near your cunt, he nodded his head down and back up to you. Signaling he wanted to take them off and actually get the ball rolling. 

“What do you want, Leo?”

“I want to rip your panties off, sweetheart,” he could see that your panties were already damp, he wanted nothing else but to fuck you.

You nodded your head yes, and before you even finished nodding he ripped your panties. He threw them somewhere behind him before placing your legs on his shoulders, pushing his face into your cunt. He felt like he was in heaven, the smell of you and being this close to you was making him damn near close to cumming.

He licked a stripe from your hole to you clit before grabbing it into his mouth, sucking and biting like his life depended on it. After a couple minutes of him just doing his thing he experimentally stuck a finger in and out of your hole, making you moan.

Making sure you were prepped and wet enough, he slid up your body to kiss you. He started rutting up against you, reaching down to grab his cock before lining it up with your cunt. He slowly pushed it in, he didnt want to hurt you but he wanted to go at a faster pace. 

When he was finally fully sheathed he couldnt hold back. His pace was bruising to a point but nothing felt better than his hips hitting yours. His rhythm was starting to become erratic and his hips stuttered to a sudden stop, filling you up completely.

“Im so sorry, i didnt mean to uhm,” he trailed off, he hadnt pulled his hips back but you knew what he meant.

“No it’s fine, i wanted that,” you were embarrassed to even mutter that out, not being used to telling him how you actually felt. He leaned his forehead onto yours, kissing your nose before pulling out and laying down next to you.

#chasewrites #rottmnt #rottmnt x reader #rottmnt leo x reader

[sassrubyexists]

Lil rant

Why do so many people make suns issues seem like nothing? I see much people constantly saying: "sun just has [insert issues]". No. Sun has alot more than that. His life was made a living hell because of who? Moon. Sun had to see the murders, clean them up, feel pain with every moons move when he took control, fight for control and god knows what more. That has been going on for what? More than 9-10 years (Sun confirmed from a year long episode that hes tehnically 9 years old). Don't get me wrong, moon has trauma from it too, having to deal with a killcode, being trapped in the mindscape without his body ect. Though, people are still dismissing suns trauma from this. Sun was TERRIFIED. He kept begging moon, but it didn't help. Some people think that its alright because sun still had confidence and was happy after they seperated and that ISNT correct. This piece of trauma gave sun a big affect on him. Such as being afraid of the dark. It may not seem too bad, but just imagine what was going on in suns mind when it was dark. It doesn't matter how much of a "stupid" fear is that, it still has a reasoning on why its there. After seperation, he also got abused by moon. Moon would always threaten him when sun made a joke. Especially with the whacking stick. The whacking stick was seen as a joke and it wasnt serious in many eyes, though just imagine being in suns shoes. You're making jokes like siblings do and oh! Guess what. You get threatened and hit for it. See what im trying to say here? Moon also used to put sun down alot. That may be normal in a sibling relationship, I have to admit that. Yet, sun eventually started believing those words because of others who would do the same. And when moon was doing the same, sun started believing in that. Sun probably also started being convinced by it since everytime he tried to help, he couldnt. This obviously led to this sort of mindstate. Whenever sun was talking about his issues,moon would ignore them and replace it with his own (Episode example:sun and moon BREAK UP in VRCHAT or whatever the name was). Sun always had to take care of moon and moons issues too. sun felt like he was useless so what other better was to cope than to help others so you feel useful. This is extremely unhealthy. Sun forgot to help himself. Plus, people always push suns feelings to the side. For an example, monty said that sun would get over it and that it was just a phase. Moon was too scared to go talk to sun! And guess what. Sun went out to kill eclipse! He also gaslighted and manipulated sun into doing what HE wants. For an example, you know when sun was in that one state of mind when he went to kill eclipse? Instead of trying to help sun with feelings and stuff, HE LOCKED SUN INTO A BUNKER WHERE THE ARGURMENT HAPPEND, and put a magic box giving sun barely room to stand. Because he wanted sun to be like hes "supposed to be", the voice of reason. See whats wrong with this? He also would pressure sun into telling him things sun didn't wanna talk about. Example, july 16th. In the argurment, he started pressuring sun into telling him what happend until sun actually did. Another example, when sun killed bloodmoon, he also started pressuring sun into telling him what actually happend, though, sun didn't do so that time. This aint a way to deal with thse kind of situations. If someone doesn't wanna talk about something, we shouldn't force them. Yet people are still so confused on why sun doesn't open up! I wonder why! Do we need a damn detective for that. I see people saying that its because earth and moon are basically strangers, althought it really isnt. Sunny thinks everything is his fault. He thinks eclipse existing is his fault, even if sun wasnt the one who put a goddamn left behind code. Its moons fault. Sure, he didnt know that would happen, even so what did he think was going to happen. "Omg it'll be such a good idea if I put a left behind code that i dont even know what it is!!" Like please. Who knows what that leech- I MEAN. Eclipse said to him.

Its no big suprise sunny turned out this way

#sams sun #Sams #the sun and moon show #Tsams #Sun

[waterloggedsoliloquy]

i'm thinking about the kayak on the youghiogheny river when i was thirteen. i tried to write a poem about it once but it wasnt a very good one bc it was just me explaining what happened. this isnt that poem.

i can't remember it very much but the things i do remember are very clear. i remember the sunlight coming through the orange plastic of the kayak as it held me down. the water that was black by comparison. you know those herons that fish by creating a spot of shade with their wings? it was kind of like that, the water black in this one spot. no air pockets. just enough light to see bubbles by, like white outlines. but i dont know how much of that is stuff i imagined afterward. bc in the afterward was the river pebbles on the shore so close to my face as i was dragged upwards by the back of my lifejacket. i almost died with a lifejacket on, isnt that stupid? i remember hurling river water. and my dads friend who pulled me out sat there with me while i hurled and i was crying, but i suddenly stopped crying, like full-stop, like turning off a faucet. i remember that bc he called it weird. and i wiped my mouth and smiled at him and said i was fine now. i had to get back in the boat anyways to complete the kayaking trip.

when you drown its really really quiet. thats why youre supposed to watch your kids and your friends when you go swimming because most of the time a drowning person can't yell. you just go down and you're held down and by the time you realize what's happened to you, you're fighting a current heavier than anything. and it really is the heaviest thing you'll ever feel. when i was itty bitty i was playing in ohiopyle and a rapid was stronger than i was and it held me under. my eyes were open then too, it was a sunny day and the water was clear and i could see the sun sparkling through the wave that was cresting over my face. i didnt yell, or flail, i dont even remember panicking. then the shape of my dad came over and he blocked out the sun. and then pulled me up. he yelled at me, said that if i was in trouble like that i should cry for help, why didnt i do that? but it hadnt occurred to me, probably because it hadnt exactly hurt. logically i knew it was dangerous to be trapped under water, but without pain i couldnt have known how close i'd been. i don't think i could have yelled even if i thought to, though.

second time id almost drowned was in my cousins pool, elementary school. my abuelita had jumped in, fully clothed, to pull me out. that one had hurt. even the river years later hadn't hurt very much. my lungs felt like they were on fire and my throat stung from chlorine.

its weird to talk about these because it creates in me the same dread and apprehension that wells up every time i try to disclose abuse, even though nobody did anything to me, it wasnt anyone's fault. i was just a kid who hung out in rapids a lot and the grownups in my life thought i'd be alright on my own. but i still stall out on instinct, the part of my mind that keeps me from putting my hand on a hot stove. maybe my brain files away the drownings in the same folders as the abuse. these are the scary things, its probably labelled, these are the memories of when you were a child discovering what it meant to hurt and to die.

#cecil drawls #Jessica has a forehead scar from the deep end of a pool. #I ask Jessica what drowning feels like and she says not everything feels like something else.

[chuuyrr]

Hi are requests open?

If it is, can I request on jjk a scarlet witch mama!reader on teen gojo, geto, and shoko. Like its just pure fluff, reader helping geto through ‘that’ thing 😭 like he didnt go down that road, and with gojo its just fluff along with shoko (and maybe reader will help her reversed cursed technique)

If it’s possible maybe a lil protective trio on mama!reader?

You can decide how you’ll go with it <3

Thankyou! <33

mama! scarlet witch! reader with satoru, suguru and shoko

jujutsu kaisen x reader

masterlist of the series

╰➤ CW(s): major manga spoilers for jujutsu kaisen (gojo's past arc), mentions of scarlet witch's powers, light themes of angst and major themes of fluff

╰➤ PAIRING(s): mama! reader x son! gojo satoru, platonic! geto suguru x reader, platonic! ieiri shoko x reader

hello dear anon :D thank you for requesting and for being patient. haven't written any mama! scarlet witch! reader in a long time so expect more incoming mama! reader content for today's video char. anyway, enjoy reading ♡

being a mother to gojo satoru meant being a mother to more than one child. it was gojo, and the entire package to be precise. suguru and shoko were as under your utmost care too. it was actually quite amusing. you've always wanted children to care for, to be a mother for, and now fate is finally listening.

however, it is not always sunny and rainbows. the children you looked after weren't just any ordinary kids. they were jujutsu sorcerers, which meant they had missions to complete, and one in particular took them by surprise; it was the star plasma vessel incident. the killing of amanai riko

unfortunately, due to a multiversal problem, you were unable to assist satoru and jujutsu tech. only when you returned home did you realize it was too late. you seemed to have lost track of time. sure, satoru was able to master reversal red and use hollowed purple to end fushiguro toji's life, but the fourteen-year-death old's still occurred, and it affected poor suguru.

"goodness! my sweeties!" you dashed up to the three teenagers, instantly engulfing them in your warm embrace. "are you alright? mom's here. i'll fix you up, okay?"

you recall satoru trotting up to you, his lips quivering and his aquamarine eyes glazed with tears, and you couldn't help but hug him tightly and apologize for not being there for him, his friends, and the girl. suguru had been slowly drifting away from satoru and shoko since that incident. he was despondent and helpless. it was tearing your poor son apart, and you would do anything and everything to help him.

"it's okay, sweetheart. i got you, you're okay. it's going to be okay, i promise." you rubbed shapes on his back to comfort him. "i'll go talk to suguru."

you recall approaching suguru on that particular day. he was sitting alone somewhere in a secluded jujutsu tech area. instead of being neatly tied into a bun, his hair was disheveled and let down. his eyes were conflicted and at a loss when they came to you; the parent of his best friend, whom he saw as more of a mother than his own.

"[name]-san?" suguru's voice was low and sullen, but he addressed you with the same respect he always does. "what are you doing here? satoru told you.. didn't he..?"

"mhm." you took a seat beside him, placing a hand on his back, smiling softly.

"tch, that bastard." the raven-haired boy scoffed quietly.

"satoru's worried about you, and i am too." you admitted, rubbing circles on his back in a motherly and affectionate manner as a form of comfort. "i really wish i returned sooner that day, then maybe, none of you would have to go through any of that. i'm sorry, suguru-kun."

"it's not your fault, [name]-san. it's.." suguru halted, taking in a sharp breath. "i just.. us jujutsu sorcerers are supposed to protect the weak, the non-jujutsu sorcerers, and yet.." he rubbed his temples as he shook his head. "i 'm sorry, [name]-san. it's just tiring. i feel as if i'm trapped in this endless cycle of exorcism and consumption. who am i doing it all for? those.. those non-sorcerers from the star religious group?"

suguru lifted his head, turning his head to face you. "i saw a hideous evil that day and i chose to protect them. i stopped satoru from killing them that day."

his eyes then fell onto the floor, as he took another deep breath, "non-jujutsu sorcerers are the reason curses exists. what if.. what if all of them just di—you grabbed his hand and squeezed it, dragging the boy out of his own thoughts, before suguru could finish his sentence.

you were able to see the terrible future that awaits this young man in a minute's reading, the incoming night parade of a hundred demons. harm to gojo's incoming first-year students. suguru's death. his body getting hijacked. but most of all, chaos.

"[name]-san?" suguru inquired, his eyes widening as tears streamed down your cheeks. your firm grip on his hand was now trembling.

you loosened your grip on suguru's hand and clasped your own, clasping them together. you took a deep breath and shook your head. as you faced him, you managed a breathless laugh, tears still welling up in your [color] eyes. "i'm not sure what to say. perhaps it's best if i show it to you."

you softly tapped suguru's temple with your index and middle fingers, and the vision you just had filled his head with your power. suguru felt as if he had lived a lifetime beneath everything, despite the fact that only a minute had passed in real time. it felt real, even though it wasn't. suguru struggled to breathe for a moment because it was so overwhelming. what was that? suguru had no intention of doing any of that. he wouldn't—would he? but, that was the future at the time.

"you don't have to believe what i just showed you right now, and i don't want to force you to believe it either," you said, allowing your magic to dissipate and his mind to be released. "i'm still paying the price for my own actions back then."

suguru looked at you, perplexed. make the same mistakes? did you possibly... have you ever harmed someone? or even killed?

"i'm afraid i have," you sighed, causing suguru's eyes to widen. you have also read his thoughts. "i've been there, too. i know the feeling all too well. these hands have become stained in red because of my own self-righteousness and selfishness. i've killed people before. my own beliefs and desires have led me to being haunted by the consequences of my actions. i wasn't always a good person, i'll admit that."

"[name]-san.." suguru took hold of your wrist.

"i know i'm not your real mother, but you're like a son to me, and i don't want you to make the same mistakes i did, suguru-kun. putting yourself in a world of violence will make no difference; you'll just end up hurting yourself, not just everyone." you smiled as you took both of his hands in yours.

"there are just some things that have to be that way, and well, are beyond our control, but choose to be kind. always be kind. sometimes kindness is enough, and it will always be something better than hurting others."

suguru has been eternally grateful to you since that time. many times, suguru was on the verge of succumbing to the darkness of his heart and mind, but with your and satoru's help, things turned out for the better.

the vision you and he saw vanished, and all you could see when you watched him, satoru, and shoko messing around, eating the treats you gave them as a reward for completing a mission, was a bright future. shoko became a doctor, whereas suguru and satoru became jujutsu tech teachers. they still like to argue with each other, but their friendship hasn't changed.

you may not admit it, but you've always wanted to know what it's like to have a daughter. you've always had sons, so when shoko entered your life, your heart rejoiced. though she was more laid-back than satoru and suguru, she enjoyed your company more than the two (lol jk)

you were simply a fascinating woman. you were so motherly and kind to everyone, and your abilities were something she admired. when it's just satoru and suguru on a mission, shoko will often stop by your place to either hang out and eat or help you around while she takes a break and waits for them.

you were on your way to where the kids were, carrying a bunch of boxed treats that you had made extra for your café. you entered the campus, and as soon as you got to the grounds, satoru practically ran to you, abandoning his training with suguru, shoko, and yaga.

"mama!" you laughed softly as he wrapped his arms around you, kissing your cheek and swaying you side to side.

"did you miss me that much?" you laughed softly, rubbing his back affectionately before pulling away.

"[name]-san, it's so good to see you. what brings you here?" yaga greeted you with a smile.

"just bringing you, toru-chan, sugu-chan and shoko-chan baked goodies. i made plenty!" you chimed, holding up the fresh pastries and sweets you just had made.

you had set up a good little picnic under the shade of a tree with the treats all set up on a blanket you had brought as yaga gave his students a break before he left to do some work. while satoru and suguru were wolfing down the food, you noticed shoko barely eating anything, which triggered your maternal instincts.

"shoko-chan? you okay, hun?" you asked, placing a hand on her shoulder.

"oh, um. i'm good, [name]-san." shoko managed a smile but you knew better.

"shoko's been struggling with her reversed curse technique lately. that's why." satoru blurted, causing an empty box of sweets to get thrown at him straight in the face by suguru.

"you didn't have to tell [name]-san that! shoko didn't want her to know." suguru shot his best friend a glare.

"is that so? that's fine. mastering abilities isn't always easy." you rubbed shoko's arm for comfort. "take my powers, for example, i wasn't always this good with them when i was your age," you said as you demonstrated your red psionics.

"reversed cursed technique?" you asked, "if i remember correctly from the books that master tengen gave me when i first came here, that's a special and complex type of cursed technique that reverses cursed energy into positive energy," shoko, satoru, and suguru nodded in response. "it's primarily used to heal human bodies; hmm, now that i think about it, that's something i can do with my magic as well, but on a molecular level."

"i have an idea! would you like me to help you with it? i'm not a teacher, but i'll do my best, shoko-chan." you exclaimed, smiling.

"really? thank you, [name]-san." shoko blinked, a faint blush spreading across her cheekbones.

"see! you should have told my mom about it right off the bat. she'd help you out." satoru drew out a sigh, chuckling softly as he shook his head.

"well, i didn't want to bother [name]-san. she already has a handful son and work at the cafe she owns." shoko stuck out her tongue at him to mock, causing satoru to gasp dramatically with suguru laughing in the background.

"now, now. settle down, sweethearts." you drew their attention, "no fighting."

"sorry, mom."

satoru, suguru and shoko uttered in unison, causing you stare at the three teenagers with wide eyes as they glanced each other in disbelief for a second before bursting into laughter. you sighed, shaking your head, smiling. it is just like you said, taking care of satoru means the whole package.

bonus scene:

ding.. ding..

"welcome to witch's brew, how can i—you looked up from the glass display of your freshly baked sweets to greet a customer when you found satoru, suguru and shoko coming inside of your café instead. "oh, my! i wasn't expecting you three to be early today."

"we finished early today, so we came here as fast as we could!" satoru exclaimed, heading straight into your arms for a hug as you rubbed his back in a motherly way, giggling softly.

"ever the clingy snowflake." you sighed, shaking your head with a smile, causing satoru to gasp and shoot a small glare.

"ma! don't call me that anymore." satoru exclaimed only to be patted on the head before you ushered him to one of your cafe's tables where suguru and shoko were comfortably seated.

"yes, yes. i know, sweetheart. just messing with you." you laughed before raising your index finger to use your chaos magic to grab a bunch of freshly baked sweets straight from the oven while also making some coffee. "so, how was the mission you three?"

"it went well, [name]-san." suguru answered with a closed-eye smile. "we were able to exorcise the curse with ease."

"your lessons helped a lot, [name]-san. thank you." shoko said in addition, bowing her head slightly at you.

"yeah, shoko's reversed cursed technique significantly improved thanks to you, ma." satoru nodded in agreement, grinning.

"say, [name]-san? why don't you teach at the school instead? sure, you don't have cursed energy but you're good at mentoring." shoko suggested.

"me? a teacher? no, thank you. id rather bake and make coffee." you shook your head, smiling as you set the children's food and drinks on the table. "besides, dealing with the higher-ups isn't something i enjoy, especially the big three clans. they're like pesky little bugs, you know, asking for my hand in marriage and such," you grumbled, holding a look of disgust.

"MARRIAGE?!"

suguru choked on his coffee as satoru and shoko dropped the piece of pastry they had yet to eat. their faces' colors were instantly drained.

"b-but why? what the fuck?!" satoru yelled out, sharply exhaling out a breath.

"language, satoru!" you gave him a look that caused him to apologize before exhaling a long sigh. "did you forget? when i took you in when you were still a child, the gojo clan wanted me to marry one of theirs so i could take the name and give them a powerful child, or something like that. apparently, the other two clans had the same idea, you know?"

"now, that's load of bull. the clans aren't bothering you anymore, are they, [name]-san?" shoko furrowed her brows and leaned against her knuckles, her elbow on the table.

"they better not! i'm mixing colors the next time i come back to the estate." gojo angrily scowled.

"i might as well send them a special grade curse to mess with. maybe three at the same time," suguru suggested, holding a mischievous yet angry expression alongside satoru, who nodded curtly in agreement.

"sweethearts, please. settle down. no one's mixing colors or summoning special grade curses." you grabbed satoru and suguru's shoulders and looked at the boys and shoko. "i didn't watch over you three to cause a ruckus and use your abilities for something like that. understood?"

"sorry, mom..." the trio muttered in unison, their faces dropping.

"i know you three love me just as much, and i appreciate it. i love you guys as well, but i can look after myself. besides, i can always turn them into a frog." you smiled as you embraced satoru, suguru, and shoko.

"a f-frog? you can do that too?" they paled.

"oh, that's not all, sweethearts. reality can be whatever i want. i'm the scarlet witch after all."

#jujutsu kaisen x y/n #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujutsu kaisen drabbles #jujutsu kaisen drabble #jujutsu kaisen headcanons #jujutsu kaisen hcs #jujutsu kaisen imagines #jujutsu kaisen scenarios #jujutsu kaisen angst #jujutsu kaisen fluff #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x you #gojo headcanons #gojo x y/n #gojo satoru x y/n #gojou satoru x you #satoru gojō x reader #gojou satoru x reader #geto x reader #geto x y/n #geto x you #geto suguru x y/n #geto suguru x reader #geto suguru x you #getou suguru x y/n #getou suguru x reader #getou suguru x you #shoko x reader

[kusanalogy]

How'd you draw it so fast?

Albedo x gn!reader

a/n: SUNNY MAKES A COMEBACK AFTER A MONTH OF NOT ACTIVELY WRITING?!?!? Hi my nickname is aiho now 😊 sunny was not my real name haha. reader knows how to draw well

Warnings: NOT PROOFREAD. please tell me if i made mistakes, will edit them

inspired from his 2022 birthday letter, Not the exact scenario (but same idea) and reader is not the traveller/mc

"You're the judge of this one, What do you think?"

Albedo and you we're simply sharing eachother's arts on a cold, silent night right outside of his camp, since he didnt really want a big surpise birthday party. Instead, something simple like this would do.

Your eyes light up at the drawing he presented to you, A neat and detailed drawing of your eyes! "1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10.... eleven!!! Out of ten, that is."

He smiles in approval, looking at his drawing once more. What feature of you should he draw next?

While he puts the drawing back in a pile, he notices the food you've cooked was finished! "Hey, over there. Lets get back inside." He says as he points to the food

You follow and carry your things back, but one paper fell out of the pile. Picking it up again, you realize its just another "work in progess" you never managed to finish. "Nevermind," you think, and place it on the top of the pile.

While eating the snacks you made, albedo starts to tell stories of experiments he did in the past. You managed to understand and listen, only god knows how. In a matter of time, you started to share what you've been doing aswell.

The both of you took turns telling stories, but a certain piece of paper decided to interrupt you. It was the same "work in progress" again.

Albedo noticed it and picked it up. "Ah, whats this?"

"Nothing! Merely a work in progress... Haha..." You insist as you try to take it back. But put it away from you and started to "see if he can get what its supposed to be".. To be honest, even you forgot.

"Is this... A self-portrait?" He guesses and hands it back to you.

Taking a good look at it, it does so happen to look a bit like you. "I'm pretty sure it is."

"Uh- When do you plan on continuing this?"

You clear your throat "I may or may not have completely forgotten about it. Now, what was i saying again? The story."

"Right- rude of me to interrupt you further." Albedo rubs his head, as apologizing

"Thats alright!"

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Listening to your humble voice, he couldnt help but wonder what would your reaction be if he continued the artwork for you? It was a nice idea.

Without you noticing, he grabbed a pencil and started from the sense you were using right now: your mouth. Then the face shape, hair.. pose....

"Woah, how'd you draw it so fast??"

Albedo snaps out of his thoughts because of your voice and looks at what he just drew. It was you making a heart with your hands.. Out of slight embarrasment, he covers his face with his hands

"haha, its alright 'bedo, I think its beautiful! May i keep it?"

#🍀▪︎genshin birthday specials #genshin x reader #albedo x reader #albedo x you #albedo fluff #albedo hcs #albedo headcanons #albedo x gn!reader #albedo x gender neutral reader #albedo x gn reader #albedo x y/n #genshin fluff #genshin impact x reader #genshin oneshots #genshin impact oneshots #wow first time to write story in just 1 sitting #amazing *claps to self*

[teddy-feathers]

so i cant write this because i cant for some reason get the characterization right but if i could heres my mermayfnaf dca story i would write

the prolog would start off with a man and his wife. itd be written with a second person perspective, but itd be about a man and his wife to start. more men y/n okay?

and the man.... loves his wife but. the but is that essentially he always came in second for her. He changed jobs bought a house on the ocean for her tried to do all the sea realted activities with her even though she was very obviously a sea person and he was just her bumbling husband yanno?

so the problem started long before she started turning into a mermaid.

when she started turning she didnt tell you. she started "working late" and taking long showers and sneaking around. of course you thought she was cheating. that someone more adventurous and worthy had swept her off her feet. in a way you thought something like this would happen and wished shed only tell you.

and then she does. tell you that as it turned out she was descended from merfolk and slowly turning into one and had gills growing down her sides now to prove it. it made so much more sense than her cheating on you. you wife was the star of her own fantasy novel at thirty-two. it fit.

after that it'd seem to go very fast but in reality take months - this would be glossed over as this is very much still the prolog trust me on this - but acales growing in and her needing to benkept wet and hydrated especially since its summer. these changes needing to be kept hidden from friends family and coworkers. weird sea related cravings.

you would help her through all of it - of course you would - and then finally she introduced you to them

them being the merfolk that told her that she was going to start changing. that the sign it was happeing was her broadcasting her thoughts for all that could hear because merfolk were telepathic. the ones she had been sneaking out to see. that had been teacher her to be like them.

there were two of them because they always traveled in at least pairs and they acted like night and day

Day, or Sunny as your wife had dubbed him though merfolk didn't do names in the same way humans did, had a, fittingly, sunny disposition. He was friendly and talkative, though most of what he talked about was how you should care for your wife though her upcoming evolution.

He was larger than you, and not all of that was tail. His scales were gold and white and red and his fins splayed out proudly like a sail. He even had a main of sorts around his head looking like the halos you see in old religious art, sharply jutting out.

His eyes were large and blue, his human nose flat yet pointed, his teeth were flat like a humans but the canines were sharp. He had claws instead of nails, and webbing between his fingers.

Night, or Moony, simply watched you with a guarded look on his face, occasionally flashing his pointed teeth in a way that was obviously not a smile. His fins drapped and dragged through the water like an angel fish. He, in contrast to Sun, was all blues and sliver... except for his eyes which were blood red.

The one time he did speak to you, it was to inform you in a dry tone, that once the transformation was complete, your wife would not be coming back. It would be fifty years at least before she would be fully adjusted and allowed to leave their ocean city.

she had looked torn then but there was no stopping the process.

Her parents took the news as well as you had. They did their best to help your wife say her goodbyes without making anyone suspicious and helped you have an alibi for her eventual, inevitable disappearance.

You went out to the dock to see her off when the time came. Watching the two mermen hold her as they swam away into the sunset before dipping below the water.

And that was the last time you ever saw your wife.

... but it was not the last time you ever saw the merfolk.

and then the story starts.

in it the mermen come back for visits. supposedly to pass on messages and because now youre a friend to the merfolk.

they can transform and walk about on land when they want but they keep dragging you into the water. trying to teach you to swim like you belong there and not fight it amd such. theyre merfolk and you dont think too much of it.

but in reality they came back to see if you could become a merfolk too so you wouldnt have to miss your mate.

not just anyone can become a merfolk. you needed the right combination of yearn and love ontop of their help. so of course they dont tell you. and at first you seem hopless. probably because just as your wife had adjusted and moved onto the sea you had let her go.

but as you slowly fall in love with the merfolk sun and moon you get better and show signs of progress and possible change.

so yeah just a love story idk.

your wife will be so supportive when she finds out dont worry.

#mermay #fnaf #fnaf dca #fnaf daycare attendant

[voidselfshipp]

Happily Ever Afters In The Apocalypse

Cw: none that im aware of.

->Only mutuals allowed to reblog.

Summary: walking through the barren,demolished Lands of the apocalypse, Martin asks for something to lighten up the mood,jerico has just the thing.

[Happends after the tape recording of episode 167]

The three of them Walked along that barren,sullied earth where the clouds looked like eyes and the air was thick with iron.

In all this disaster,They still found comfort amongst eachother. Jerico seemed the one  to have the most optimism of the three,either by her natural sunny disposition or otherwise.

--So...jer-- says Martin,looking at the earth he steps on-- since Jon made this whole monologue about gertrude...can you tell us a story?

Jerico lets out a soft "hmph" filled with pride. she was,after all, a being of stories-- absolutely-- she answers,hands in her pockets of her beaten up jeans,heavy boots sinking slightly on the soft earth,though no tracks are left in her wake.-- what kind?

Thats when he looks away, a little flustered. Suddenly very aware of how childish hes request sounded.

--Ah youre going to think its silly-- he says,the corner of his eye catching how her teal scarf,draped Across her shoulders and held to her person with an old clasp made of gold, flailed with the wind

Then a brief silence, a clear signal that Martin had forgotten once again that Jer wouldnt judge him. Still,she talks

--Nonsense-- She reassured with a smile.-- what kind?

--The kind that has....a happy ending?--He was prepared to hear Jon scoff, but he doesnt,clearly in need of some good vibes.

She smiles,still warm as the sun they have seldomed in apocalypse-- of those I know a plenty. Anything specific?

And its Jon who catches them off guard with a most out of character response-- romantic--Both turn to look at him in surprise-- what?! You two cant judge me for it

Jer only shook her head between chuckles-- surprised me,thats all

--Youre not the most romantic person-- Martin agreed-- we love you for it though

--Yeah yeah,thank you-- the archivist dismissed with his face a Darker color than before-- let the Lady talk

--Well, here goes--Jerico says,excitement bubbling up in her chest,rubbing her hands together.

Her childlike joy is a nice change of pace for both of them,which helps them relax and ease into the story as the air still smells of iron and desolation.

--Once upon a time there were two sailors-- she starts, her palm raising to her chest to show the image of two sailors made of water without any visible characteristic other than one of them had short hair and the other long hair-- they worked at the same ship, the name long lost to the ages.

They worked hard to Keep the ship afloat,both were dedicated and passionate but different in their own ways.

One had long hair and beautiful green eyes, sharpest mind and witt. The other had short hair and deep brown eyes, of the Kindest heart of the most purest gold, that guided hin like a compass.

Despite the fact that their ways of keeping the clear difference in their methods. But both were bound by a deep love,one they hadnt realized was there for the time being.

The night that would change their lives was much like any other,cloudy skies, gloomy... it was boring,not much to see or do other than check that the ship,now Docked,didnt float away.

But again, it was a boring unremarkable night,so they both went to sleep.

Yet when they awoke, they found themselves in the middle of the Ocean .

Jericos palm shows a small old timey boat lost in the middle of an Ocean that encompases her whole hand

-- the two sailors bickered over whose fault was it.  "Didnt you moore the ship properly?" The one with the long hair asked, bitter indignation in his lips-- they notice jer changes her voice for the dialogues,which is just the level of dramaticisim they expected from her-- "of course I did, didnt you drop the anchor?!" The one with the black hair protested.

Amongst their bicering over the sea breeze, they hear a soft gentle melody being hummed, they follow it with their eyes to a faraway island that looked more like a dot on the horizon than anything else

But,it was a destination.

So our intrepid sailors put the mast on full sail, the wind pushing them to the ever faraway island. With hope in their hearts of returning home.

Jer makes water hang above the small ship on her palm, it takes the form of a small moon and stars. Martín smiles with that same childish delight and Jon seems to relax in his posture,walking a little slower to Keep up with the story

--during the night,when they couldnt sleep for fear of floating away, they would hear that same melody that originally guided their eyes to see the island that they were heading towards.

Now closer to It, the melody was louder,not enough to discern words but louder.

They'd spend the whole night discussing what the source was, "an opera singer?" Wondered the sailor with the long hair and the Smart green eyes

"Or a choir?" The sailor with the warm brown eyes said.

By the time they reached the conclusion of it being a siren or anything of the supernatual,they'd both chuckle and find something to busy themselves with,all the while accompanied by that sweet melody

Then,the small moon and stars turn into a small heavy rainstorm. The small boat rocks widly in the sea and even if both men were promised a happy ending,they both stared intently at the fake ship.

Jerico laughs and continued her story-- one night, a storm loomed over the ship. A strong,raging one with the fury of the water goddess herself, but being so low staffed,the ship crashes into the rocky  archipelagos that lined that mysterious island they headed towards.

Both sailors managed to hold eachother as they fell into the black,unforgiving sea..-- her hand covers her little water mademiniature, crushing the boat.

--Now Hold on a minute!--Martin protested with his pointer finger up-- I was promised a happy ending!

--Yes! Thats nothing close to it!--Jon said-- we dont know what the island is or who was singing!

Jerico is in a fit of hysterical laughter at their demeanor,its as if the world hadnt ended at all-- Well if you dont shut up and let me finish....!-- she exclaimed,trailing off to drive the point home.

--Fine fine,get on with it-- Martin complains-- dont take too long

--Good stories take their time....-- she answers.

--Time isnt really a thing anymore so...--Jon adds, obviously insisting to speed things up.

--fine fine-- she rolls her eyes-- the long haired sailor woke up within a cavern,decorated with gold and jewelry,glinting Stones that refracted the lights from the small torches.

He finds himself alone,but that melody hangs in the air, the words are a little fuzzy but theres two voices singing them,one female and one male

Our sailor ran to the source of the singing,he knew that male voice very well for he had spoken with its owner for Many days and nights...

There at the entrance of the cavern sat his jolly companion, singing with a most beautiful woman,half of her body hid underneath the ebbing shore.

For a moment the world doesnt exist to our long haired sailor, his eyes fixated on his sweet companion. He hugs his comrade and holds him to his chest,and he gets his gesture returned.

His friend of the black hair and soft eyes tells him that this mysterious woman is the source of that singing theyve heard,and that she rescued them.

"So you see,the gods are laughing at us" said the black haired man" our savior is..."

--a siren!-- Jon exclaimed,obviously invested.

Jer smirked-- yes, a siren -- she fixes her teal scarf and pushes away some of the hairs falling on her face-- to thank the kind siren, they would return each year with gifts, and they'd spend days together,catching up.

And the siren,of beautiful porcelain skin and agile green eyes, noticed the fondness of the sailors for eachother. She yearned for both of the sailors love and touch

So on one of their visits,she confessed that she had Fallen for them harder than any anchor could ever fall for the Ocean. She wept her mother of pearl tears and Begged for them to understand

The sailors had,funnily enough,fallen for the siren. And this point of connection led both sea men to finally admit their feelings for eachother,but deep down they both felt like they already knew.

And so, when the sailors retired,they went to live with their siren lover,and lived happily ever after

--Thats actually really cute-- Said Martin,taking Jers hand.

--yes,its a nice change of air-- Agreed Jon,taking Jericos arm-- thank you

Jerico smirked with that playfullness she always had when she pulled a sneaky trick. In her head she counts the moment until they realize what she had done.

--WAIT A GODDAMN MINUTE-- Martin yells-- THAT STORY WAS ABOUT US,WASNT IT?

--ding ding ding! Weee got a winner!--she exclaimed,feeling very proud of herself.

--How didnt I realize That?!--Jon whined.

--Surprises me that you didnt put that together sooner,Jon-- She admitted with a smirk.

--I...do gotta admit it was nice not knowing the end of something...

Jer smiles--good, im happy it helped

Martin walks closer to her,hugging her waist with one arm--so If this story is about us...do you think we'll get a happy ending?

The eldritch being nodded,pulling Jon for a hug too-- Absolutely, ill make sure we do. After all,stories with a happy ending are my favorite-- she gives them both a loving look with her beautiful green eyes-- and I Belive there is no other way to close this odessy of ours but "and they lived happily ever after".

Jon allowed himself a moment of hope and clung on to his lovers words,so did Martin.

There was no other way to end their story than "And they lived happily ever after".

#tma s/I #martin tag pending #jon tag pending

[cynettic]

hi, i hope i'm not bothering you, but i can order a Scaramouche × Kitsune reader, the two met before the vision hunt (and before he was a fatui if you want) the reader was always in the same place, sometimes having a conversation , the good old routine, but with the hunting of visions the reader disappeared not wanting to give up his own vision, and years later a reunion, SFW or NSFW is by your will, thank you, I really admire your work

Summary - Scaramouche met you as a child, growing up with the constant assurance that you would be right there, sitting at your spot where he could meet you with every visit. He isn't happy when you suddenly disappear.

Pairing - Kitsune!Reader x Yan!Scaramouche

Warning - Slight Yandere warnings?

Penpal - Ahhh- hope this is what you were looking for. I couldn't find a spot to put much nsfw unless I considered writing more for the series ( I could, just put a request in if thats what you’re looking for ). But I hope you liked it!! You're not bothering me at all and I'm glad you like my work!

A/N - Alright- so considering that with the 2.1 update with Scaramouche coming in, I just wanna state beforehand that I wrote this prior so I dont know if we learn about his backstory or anything!!

Link for Part 2

Stay With Me

Scaramouche was used to the routine he’d found himself going along with every visit to Inazuma. As a child he’d pass through the wild fields that stretched just beside his hometown, adventurous and curious with all the tenacity of a child.

And of course you, a kitsune that sat perched on the ground awaiting the Kitsune Saiguu, was bound to notice him. Unlike the other earth kitsune statues, you hadnt turned to stone during your wait. Instead, staying in the same place did you interact with travellers and the locals, which included Scaramouche.

“Fox person!” The little boy chanted, pulling at the hems of your clothing. Bright blue eyes bore into your own, and you slowly shifted your head to pay attention to the boy who was on the verge of bouncing on you.

Humming in reply to his excitement, the little boy paused, both of his small hands still tightly clasping the fabric of your clothes. Soft matted hair brushed past his face in a messy manner, calling out the boy for his boundless running and rebellious urge to keep his hair messy despite his parents wishes.

“Play with me!”

Staring at the boy only a moment longer, you simply chuckled at his antics. “I’m afraid I cannot move from the spot in which I dwell~ Perhaps I’ll be able to entertain you if you bring cards?”

But the young boy had made up his mind at the statement to which you couldn't move. A pitiful frown enfluged his face as he cast you the nastiest glare a five year old could muster. “Boring!” He shouted into the distance of the fields, dramatically turning on his heels and bouncing up into a sprint away. You watched his small figure fade away into the background, absentmindedly sighing and returning to your mindless thoughts.

As a child, Scaramouche would pass by you fairly often. Frequent when he asked you to play with him, and storming away with the same expression when you denied him. Nothing out of the ordinary, you’d lived for an exceptional amount of time, and even though grumpy children were not your specialty, you’d grown accustomed to their behaviour.

Growing up, Scaramouche got no better. You soon noticed his violent tendencies before they became an issue, the way the children shied away from him when playing Temari. Hiding in front of a tough exterior, he scared them away and laughed, approaching you later with tearful sob.

“Will you play with me?” He asked again, trying to hide the fact that he still wept when the other children pushed him away.

But your answer stayed the same, helping him wipe his tears and coaxing him into your arms. Not the first time you’d made contact with a human, but the first time you held them in such an affectionate manner.

It was clear Scaramouche was beginning to see you as some sort of pillar of reassurance when he began running away from home to simply ask to be held. You always welcomed him with open arms, urging him to head back to his household and sort things out. There was no harm in simply providing love and comfort for a child who received none was there?

“Now now, hurry back home little one. Your parents must be growing awfully worried if you’re out by this time at night.”

“My parents dont care about me!”

Darkness slowly pooled into the fields, an obscure shade covering the two of you from the tree you were under. Biting back form your normal emotionless statements, you pondered for something to soothe and convince the boy. Misunderstandings and hardships were normal from what youd seen with children, and you could only offer your hand on his shoulder, a promise. “Go back, I promise to stay here if anything further happens. But you shold give them another chance dont you think?”

And so he’d sprint back to his hometown, and you wouldnt hear from him again till he ran up right up to you a few days later. Begging you to play a game with him. The normal you supposed, and with a grin that seemed to stretch wider with every day, you told him the same thing you told him every single time.

“You cant move?!” Scaramouche nearly yelled one time, tiny fists curling at his side. “Thats… thats stupid!”

“It is isnt it?” You only smiled in response.

Unsatisfied with your response, he clawed your arm, pulling you with all his might. Strong, you realized with surprise that he was much stronger than most children his age. Easy enough to tug away from, but strong enough to take you off guard.

Snapping your hand back to your side, you narrowed your eyes. You weren't angry… no, you hadnt felt strong feelings like that after the disappearance of the Kitsune Saiguu. “Do not attempt to move me,” was your curt response, said in the most stern voice you’d used with the boy.

He’d looked at you only a few seconds longer before bursting into tears, turning away and running. You didn't feel regretful for defending yourself, only turning once more with a tired sigh to stare at the distance.

But just as you stayed ageless, Scaramouche grew older. Still, crossing each others pass was inevitable when you sat in the plains, just alongside the path that lead to his hometown.

With a permanent scowl that seemed to stain his face, he still seemed to have mature a tad bit. Maybe hadnt improved in the social department, because he now scared children and adults and alike, but more mature…

“Hm? Whats this?”

Once again, sitting criss cross under the large tree that provided the perfect shade on sunny days, you stared at the boy expectantly. His hands hesitated at your question, but he resumed shuffling. “Cards,” he simply said in response.

A small featherlike feeling flitted across your chest, making you feel lighter and… almost ticklish. A small smile crossed your face, and you recognized the emotion to be one of adoration. For him to have remembered words you’d spoken years ago, it gave you a warmth you’d sorely missed. A warmth akin to watching him and the other children grow up.

“Ew, dont smile like that, its creepy.”

Swatting at his head, he frowned further when you laughed. “You’re more mature,” you pointed out, lazily leaning back. “You need to work on your people skills though, as someone who hasnt moved in years, thats pitiful that I know more than you.”

“Shut it!”

But as he grew up, you hardly got to see much of him. He’d reached your height and then fully disappeared, leaving no goodbye. And much as you hated to admit it, you hardly noticed, not when days passed in a flurry. You were used to being by yourself, entertaining the kids and greeting the people that passed by.

Sometimes, there’d be the reminder of the warmth he’d given you. But it was quickly overshadowed by your duty to remain seated in wait for the Kitsune Saiguu. A dedication kept in its earnest, but beginning to dwindle.

Inazuma was beginning to change.

“The vision decree…” you repeated, staring at the traveller who’d mentioned it to you. “Care to elaborate?”

The new archon threatenening to take away visions from every inhabitant of Inazuma. It was preposterous, so much that you didnt move. Your vision meant the world to you, but so did the Kitsune Saiguu. You werent sure just how you weighed the two till you saw civilians passing by you, ones you recognized, ones that didnt recognize themselves.

It was snowing, cold snowflakes melting into your skin while your hair soaked in the water. Unflinching, you hummed to a little tune, awaiting someone to pass you so that you could attempt to strike a conversation of somesort. The unnatural weather distanced all who entered the field though, and you simply waited. For the Kitsune Saiguu, for someone, or for some form of entertainment, you didnt know. You Slowly closing your eyes, you decided not to care.

“Im gone for five years and you’re still sitting here like a dumbass.”

Eyes snapping open, you find yourself face to face with a complete stranger. Dark purple hair with dark blue eyes, piercing and dangerous in a way you dont recognize at all. Fancy clothing that you cant identify or put a name on.

The boy took a step towards you, crouching down to stare at you directly. His eyes scanned over your figure briefly, and he brushed the snow out of your hair and ears with one flick of his hand. In the next, he was offering a coat to you. “Take it, you’re probably getting cold.”

You leaned forward, ignoring the coat he offered you. Gently, you raised your hand to brush the hair from his eyes, centred on the way his pupils widened. Offering a small moment of surprise and one glimpse into the small childlike blue eyed wonder he was. “Kiddo,” you breathed, pulling your hand back and scanning him once again. “You’ve grown.”

“And you havent.”

Snickering at his comment, you took the coat. You didnt need it, but he looked like he didnt either. He was already wearing clothing that kept him warm, and with careful observation and an untouched coat, you settled on the fact that he’d brought it here. Brought the coat here for you.

“Still havent improved with those social skills of yours have you?”

He scoffed, letting himself fall back till he was sitting fully. “I dont want to hear it from someone who refuses to move an inch for years. Lazy ass.”

You open your mouth to retort, but instead laugh at his comment, shaking your head. “Gained some humour on your journeys have you? Bad words too it seems. Anyways...” He had sat down, which meant that he meant fully well to sit, chat, and catch up. That familiar warmth filled your chest, a contrast between the cold snow. “Welcome back.”

It wasnt often that Scaramouche visited Inazuma, but when he did, he was sure to visit you. The two of you would sit down for hours, talking about the most trivial topics. He never mentioned what he did in his time away, and you never asked.

But things began to go downhill when news of the vision decree finally took action.

“Its no joke anymore! The Raiden Shogun has taken custody of almost a hundred visions!”

In that moment you made your decision, weighing your vision over the Kitsune Saiguu. Awfully selfish you knew, but you’d spent decades sitting there in wait.

And for the first time you sat up from your position on the ground, clumsily stumbling upright but gaining balance. It takes a few steps until you’re back to normal, and you begin your journey in order to escape the Raiden Shogun’s vision hunt decree.

_-_-_-_

You didnt expect to see him again.

Long grass tickled at the skin of your legs, making you adjust your footing to no avail. Sun slowly descending past the mountains to mark the start of an evening and the soon approaching night. A normal day of exploring the mountains and islands of Inazuma, observing the constant changing situation, and running away from the vision decree like a favourite past-time.

With the exception of a firm grip on your wrist.

Dark purple like hair, same hate brimmed eyes and lavish clothing. You recognized Scaramouche the moment he had appeared, looking just as surprised as you were. That being before he snatched your wrist and snarled, “You.”

You wouldve considered it pure luck to find him, an unexpected reunion with someone you actually remembered. But no, his tone had some predatorial edge to it that had you cringing. Hard. “Yes, its me.” You answered back with a frown, trying to loosen his hold. “Nice to see you too, is something the matter?”

He only seemed confused at your words, pulling you closer.

“Something the matter?” He asked as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Well, to start, you’re not sitting at your damn spot.”

Taken aback for a moment, you wondered if that sole fact was what drove the boy to such lengths. Surely he couldn't be so troubled over the fact that you moved… “The vision hunt decree, I'm sure I mentioned that I was sticking around in wait for the Kitsune Saiguu. I decided to wander around and avoid the conflict until I could settle back.”

“You could’ve waited for me,” he stated almost instantly. “I could have protected you.”

You felt your brows furrow quizzically. “Wait for you? Why in the world would I-”

“Why wouldn't I?” He pushed you closer till he could fully grab both wrists, taking a step closer as if his words would resonate clearer in your head. “You took care of me as a child, it would only be fair for me to repay the favour.” But he only seemed to be looking for excuses. “And besides, you can't just up and leave… I didn't know.”

Before you could interject with the obvious answer that he didn't need to know, you stopped. You’d lived decades, nearly centuries if you’d kept count, and you had learned to read people's expressions even when you’d stayed away from them for so long. He didn't know. It hit you in the most unpleasant way that he wasn't aware that it was none of his concern. To him, you were just another thing he needed to keep track of, something he had control over. His face basically screamed, ‘I depended on you to stay in that place.’

Deep breath in and out. You’d lived long, longer than him, you could deal with a child throwing a tantrum.

“Don't worry,” you gestured to the vision ta your side. “I'm strong enough to protect myself, I appreciate your concern, but I’ll be back when the vision decree ends.”

Unconvinced, he pulled you closer, just until your faces were mere inches away from each other. “No,” he said in a stern voice. “I’d rather you by my side, where I can protect you. I hate to question what you’re capable of, but you’ve been sitting down for as long as I’ve known you for.”

“I’ve lived decades more than you,” a simple reply, hopefully enough to get by him. You snatched your hands back with ease, ears flinching slightly when a cold breeze swept past you. But you stayed firm, not wanting to look vulnerable against the imposing air he had around him.

Still unconvinced. “You’re coming with me.”

“No I’m not.”

You’d known him as a kid, watched him grow up along with all the other small ones in his hometown. And maybe you admit you cared a smudge bit about the warmth he gave you when settling down to play cards, but he was different. He had changed in the worst way and you weren't about to deal with it.

“So you’re not coming with me voluntarily?” He asked softly, taking a small step to which you responded by stepping back. He had his hands up, as if telling you he wouldn't hurt you. But the way he said voluntarily sent shivers up your spine.

“No.” Hand on your vision, you held your own hand up threateningly.

He took his time when tilting his head, taking a deep breath in, and then appearing in front of you in just a short stride. Too quick to react, you hesitated before you could attack him. You didn't want to hurt him, he was still a child in your eyes, and you paid the consequences for that. He slid his hand just along your neck, and a jolt of electricity seemed to thrum inside you just as you collapsed in his arms.

Scaramouche was quick to catch you, hoisting you up into his arms dearly. “I do hope you’ll come to understand,” he said softly, cradling your unconscious form in his arms. Making sure not to crush your tail when carrying your legs, he looked past the mountains, sigh resting on his lips.

Because Scaramouche liked to have control of the things he held dear. Like keeping all your valuables neat and tidy in a closet, he was happy knowing you were safe and stable in that spot you always sat on.

And he couldn't have you moving could he?

#genshin impact #genshin headcanons #genshin oneshot #genshin fanfic #genshin scaramouche #genshin scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x reader #genshin impact x reader #cynshealthysfw #genshin fluff

[g00mbers]

May I request Sun/Moon x Reader during Valentine's Day?

X readers are closed for now... but since valentine's days is near , i mean why not spoil the community!! 💖

Sun x Reader Early Valentine's Special!!

You have been working there for quite a while , valentines days was coming and the pizzaplace management as every event they had just went crazy with all the decorations and promotions of new exclusive valentines candy for parents that stayed with their kids at the pizzaplace , you were getting tired of this specific event since the human understaffing had you decorate , check and refill stores with the newest products , you just wanted to end this shift but lucky for you , you just had to check Sunny's place and the teather valentine's movies then you were done for the day

Lost in your thoughts you arrived to the Daycare , it was still 1 am so you had plenty of time before the pizzaplace opened up , when suddenly a familiar robot tapped your shoulder "Y/N? Are you there friend?" , you quickly turned around even thought it wasnt much of a surprise he was here , "+ Oh- hey sunny , just the usual , i gotta go check the valentine's preparations" , Sun looked over curiously and nodded "-So you dont have time to stay for a bit? It just gets soooo lonely and with nothing to do!" Clearly exagerating his tone at the last parts as you eye rolled , "well if you have nothing to do why dont you come to help me?" As the robot thinked about your proposition "Oh well! Its not my job to help staff.. but If you insist!" He said pointing at himself pleased but unfortunately you already started walking away gesturing him to follow you.

After getting a bunch of some boxes full of valentines decorations the pizzaplex management sended yesterday , you two started decorating the daycare , not trying to make it too romancey but just as fine as spreading friendship on valentines , sunny keep trying to make quick chatting with you as usual , but just for today you werent really on the mood , silence fell on the room full of cutting and pasting with adhesive , as Sun started "Hey fella? , you seem strange today! This is not your usual , come on bring a smile , you're on the greatest place on the world!" , you stared at him and continued hanging decorations as you let yourself speak "Sorry sun... i think im just exhausted for today , a lot of overworking" ... "do you ever feel like that too , sunny?" , The sun only glanced at you with a hint of understanding as he chuckled nervously  "I- well i, cant really answer that friend ,  sorry." , "Oh! But we can do other stuff if you'd like to? What do you like sunshine uh?" He obviously seemed to try to change the subject and help you out of your overworking but without actually saying it , you decided to stop for a moment and reached out for some soda , but before actually reaching the machine Sunny rushed over the soda and served you a cup (althought weird) and they say chivalry is dead! , you only laughed it off for his strange manerism , but for the next hours everything he did seemed like trying to serve you and stop even the littlest physical activity from you , it was getting annoying but at the same time just didnt mind , He now looked a bit tired , how was that even possible for a robot?.

After a while you two sat down , it was 4 am , everything was already done and you could go home freely but you were too comfortable just sitting agaisnt the daycare wall and the fluffy matted floor

Sunny also sat as you could feel his eyes on you but you tried to brush it off but you finally stared back , he just waved at you like you were 10 feet apart (when you two were literally sitting next to each other).

After a moment of silence he spoke: "So! How do you feel y/n? Any better? I can fix you up a 10/10 meal!" As he got out sundrop candy and  fizzycola , you already ate too many of those "Ehh- no.. thank you. But at the same time , thank you sunny"

Sunny looked curiously, "Thank you? For what friend? I didnt even start a puppet show yet!" you chuckled at his manerisms "Well. You actually helped me out , and now lets say i feel a bit calmer than before , so thank you! Didnt know animatronics could do that uh."

Sunny nodded on approval and then quickly standed up and ran up to somewhere else while you just stared... rather weirded out , you also standed up to analize the situation , ....did he just ran away? Couldnt get any quirkier than that i guess- "Boo" you heard from behind as you jumped in surprise , "OH- GOD sunny , uh , what happened?" 2 seconds later you had a.. heart shaped paper object close on your face , being handed out by Sunny

You made some space since the surprise- and looked at the object as you then took it , it says ....."¡¡¡¡Love you!!" And then some stickers and recently poured glitter on it , you tried to shake some glitter out of your hand and heard "Sorry about that friend!! just couldnt wait to show you and those were the final details!" , you were actually charmed by this , it was weird but , pretty , minimalist , even , "Where did you get this?"

"I did it myself! Well the majority , been practicing some origami since scissors are dangerous to be laying around" he chuckled rather nervous , you examined it a bit and started "Its pretty! I like it! It matches with the valentine's season"

Sunny cleared the throat he didnt even had and started shifting his legs weight to weight "Actually! I've been learning more about valentines day! , friends like you do cute stuff like cuddling and , AND! Kissing! And partner stuff, And all it takes is asking somebody to be your valentine!" He gushed over excitedly as he quickly took both of your hands on his and continued  "So , will you be my valentine sunshine?"

You were a blushing mess , maybe you had to admit that you had a bit of feelings for this robot , this could be a start of something new if the management didnt mind , but who cares , screw it! , you nodded quickly as he took you into a hug and not letting go of your hands , continued rambling on things you two could do for valentines like a mini wedding , couple drawings- , maybe you werents listening but you sure were looking  dreamily at your precious robot partner.

#Sun x Reader #sunnydrop x reader #sun fnaf #sunnydrop fnaf #sunnydrop #fnaf #fnaf security breach #five night at freddy's security breach #x reader #sorry if my writing style changed a bit #its been a while

[oneprompt]

Hi! Can you do a Brook x F! Reader, with a jealous Brook because she likes to spend a lot of time with Usopp and Franky because she's a scientist?

I hope that it makes sense, I can't speak and write english very well but I still try to learn it. I love your posts!! <3

authors note: hello <3 aw , thank you for all the love ! xoxo , and your english is amazing .. keep doing Your best <33 anywho , please enjoy ^^ xoxo

Jealous! Brook x F! Reader

“Y/n-san~! I-“ Brook happily walked into your room before stopping, taken aback by how empty it was. Where had you run off to? I mean, you were often busy and Brook respected that, of course! But you had promised to let Brook perform a new song for you… Had you forgotten, perhaps? He couldn’t help but frown. Ah, well…! I suppose he could search for you. After all, he composed this new tune just for you.

Brook wandered almost aimlessly around The Sunny, humming melodies in his lonesomeness. The Sunny was full of life as always, the loud rumble of laughs and shouting filling the ship deck. It had everybody! Well, almost. The crew was missing Usopp, Franky and…. You! That wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, really. Even as Brook was still rather new to the crew, he was quick to catch on to the closeness you shared with the two men. One could assume it was only out of mutual skills but according to the other shipmates it was more then that.

 Brook couldn’t help but rattle that thought around the hollow cave of his skull. More as in what? Friends? Ah, yes! Had to be, right? Or perhaps... Gasp! Were you... involved with them? Not one...but both? Kya! Brook would be red in the face... if only he had one! The thought of you being romantic with either of them was odd... It was rather lovely to fantasize about you in certain situations but Brook’s heart outweighed his perversion. Boy, it sure did.

Was it because they had beating hearts? Brook got insecure over himself more then one would like to admit. But can you blame him? After being alone for decade after decade, he got awfully attached to his new crew, especially you. 

You were one of the few that didn’t shy away from him within the beginning. The way you gazed at Brook with genuine interest through the fog of Thriller Bark made it impossible for his dim soul to blossom outward, reconnecting to the clutches of love. Even if those looks you gave him were only from a scientific stand point, they still meant the very most to him. Part of him could only hope you had sincere adorition behind your beautiful eyes. 

Brook slithered his way away from the deck, not wanting to be roped into any shenanigans. Not that it didn’t sound fun! Trust me, this man was frowning as he had to turn his back on his eager captain. But Brook was on a mission, a mission of… love? Ah, yes! One of love, certainly! Not that you’d be able to know once he did find you. It was a mission of love to Brook and him alone. He was content with you being unknowing of his love. The probability of you viewing him in the same manner was low. So painfully low.

What did a skeleton have to offer a woman? An alive human woman? Its not like Brook could quickly woo you, not at all. You were always surrounded by handsome men, kind ones as well! A sweet soul was what was most important in a being, right? Brook wanted to believe you would hear him out, that you potentially could look past his eccentric appearance but alas, he could not. You probably just viewed him as a pervert, didn’t you? That would be no good…

It didn’t take long for Brook to reach the workshop, simply looming against the door frame, peering to see what you three were up to. Usopp had his tongue sticking out in concentration, tinkering with a new baton for Nami, perhaps. And Franky was in his full exhibitionist glory, preparing a few mishaps he had upon his wide arms. Perhaps you didnt mind perverts, if you felt comfortable enough to be around a half naked man 24/7! Oh, Brook could only hope.

And there you were, in your constant glimmer of beauty. Even with your hair tangled in a ponytail, goggles on, you looked absolutely enchanting. Like a princess.

“Y/n-san,” Brook said happily as he strided right on into the room. He eagerly awaited your reply, only to be met with nothing. You just didn’t hear him, right? You weren’t ignoring him, were you? Or maybe… you learnt of his feelings! Gasp! Brook’s heart would shatter into two… if only he had one! He couldn’t help but frown as he repeated himself.

And finally, your eyes landed upon the musician. You gave him such a cute smile, one that made Brook nearly squeal out loud. You pushed the safety goggles up from your eyes, showing the skeleton the rest of your face. No, you weren’t a princess… A goddess! You were a goddess! “Hey, Brook.” You hummed, setting aside your equipment. “Is there anything I can help you with?” You asked, giving Brook that smile. That smile that made him feel far too full of love… too cute!

Franky and Usopp shared knowing glances, a huge and cheeky grin pinned on the cyborgs face. Franky wasn’t born yesterday, he can tell what it means to crush and he could definitely tell for the love you and Brook shared for each other. Now, Franky may be an eccentric but the man is smart! Socially, that is...

“Oh-! Why, I just finished a new song a while ago and figured Y/n-san would want to be the first to hear it,” the older man chimed, tipping his top hat ever so slightly. You looked up at Brook, processing his words. The way your face went red in shame was too quick for the musician to process.

“Damn..! Sorry, I totally forgot I was supposed to meet you in my room… I just had a—“ You were quickly cut off by a booming laugh. “I got it, Y/n! Go have a suuuper time with your man!” Franky couldn’t help but snicker as he said such a thing so loudly, more then fully exposing the things you had told him in private about the other man. Your already blushing face was further consumed by an embarrassed flush. Damn it, why did that moron have to say that?

Brook stood there dumbfounded at Franky’s words. Her man? Y/n’s man? Is- is that how everybody saw the two of you? Perhaps there was hope for Brook and his everlasting love for you. Was Franky merely pulling your leg or did you share the affections that Brook felt for you? Brook followed you outward of the workshop, taking further action in the blush that your cheeks carried. You were so cute, so fascinating. He was a sucker for your reactions and expressions. No matter what, Brook found you endearing. Even as you scolded him for his pervy nature or your face crinkled in the most unappealing way as you cried, Brook would always find you to be beautiful. You were the embodiment of grace.

“I don’t mind if you think of me that way, Y/n,” Brook spoke up, his usual emthused tone hushed. “I’d be blushing…. That is, if I had a face.” Ugh, of course he had to slide in a pun… he couldn’t help himself, could he?

Even as Brook said such a crappy joke, your blush didn’t cease. Not in the slightest, no. You fidgeted anxiously, subtly rocking back and fourth on your heels.

“Is— is that so?” you murmured, doing your upmost best to seem composed, keeping your emotions under wraps. Your flustered state worsened as purely bone digits dropped upon your shoulders, scaling upon the creases of your shirt. “Of course, Y/n, my sweet.” The skeleton hummed joyously. “Now, how about I go play my new song for you?”

#one piece #one piece imagine #one piece imagines #one piece reader inserts #one piece x y/n #one piece x you #one piece x reader #brook #soul king brook #brook one piece #brook x reader #soul king brook x reader #brook x you #brook x y/n #cute #fluff #fanfic #reader insert

[vemuabhi]

Love me again

Pairing : Sanji X Fem! Reader

Requested by pandawondergirl (wattpad)

Warnings : Angst, hurt, comfort then happy ending

Word count : 2.4K

A/N : According to KST, its Jhope’s birthday! Happy birthday Jhope my sunshine! Cmon guys listen to Daydream for happy vibes (Clickable)

I hope you like the story!

"Y/N! Can you come here for a sec dear", called Sanji as you instantly went towards him, leaving the game in between.

"Damn... Y/N not again!", said Ussop as you just gave him an apologetic look. Luffy and Chopper, just smiled at you when you went into the kitchen.

You saw that the blond was making pastries. You stood beside him and looked at him. He smiled at you and lifted his spoon up, with the small treat with it.

"Say ah~", he said making you blush. You had a crush on the blond for a long time. Maybe from the day you joined the crew. He was so elegant, handsome and very polite. You always had a spot for gentlemen like him. As he instructed, you opened your mouth. He placed the piece of pastry in your mouth and pulled the empty spoon back. "So, how is it?", he asked.

"Its... its really amazing! The way it just melts in your mouth and the sweetness is just perfect", you complimented.

"Awww thanks a lot dear. So... do you think Nami san will like it?", he asked.

Yes you liked him, but... it was one sided. He liked Nami. And most of the times he asked you for help. So, you continued to help him.

"Sanji, trust me. She will be totally be mesmerised by it", you answer honestly as you place your hand on his shoulder and looked into his eye.

"Thanks dear. You always help me", with that he smiled widely at you.

Everytime you helped him, he would give you the most dazzling smile you'd crave for. That smile of his... it was everything you could ask for. Atleast this emotion and smile were true between you two. Atleast he didn't give anyone this smile other than you.

You watched him as he swooned over to the navigator and gave her the pastry. She smiled as she ate it and he melted at that sight.

Oh only if he looked at you. Only if he noticed you. Only if he liked you back... you knew it wasn’t the case and were also thinking of giving up. But, when ever you tried, he needed you and you couldn't help but be there for him. Couldn't stop helping him to make Nami fall in love.

You knew, Nami wouldn't like him in a romantic way. She just saw him as a friend. You didn't hate Nami. You couldn't even. She was amazing.

Once when you all were on Sabaody, the way he swooned over every single girl, made you feel even more jealous. ‘Maybe I need to confess’, you thought. But the way he just made you a nervous mess every time, you even tried to talk to him, made you to go for a second option. 

You took a paper and wrote all your feelings down on it. It definitely made you a bit confident to give it, rather than to say it to him. You gently placed it in his pocket, where he usually keeps his cigarette because you knew he’d definitely look at it, if you kept it there. You then continued to watch him if he shows any reaction of that small love letter of yours and waited and waited. 

You all ate your food and then you saw Sanji... literally crushed that love letter of yours and threw it. Your heart was broken at his reaction. The worst you imagined was, he gently rejecting you. but... this... you never expected. Tears welled up in your eyes and you went to the restroom and cried for a while. You were never the type to cry in front of others. Oh little did you know that it was a nasty drawing handed to him. So he crushed it and threw it way. “No snacks”, he said as Luffy and Ussop stopped to laugh and whined. ‘No more. Ill stop these feelings’, you thought and went towards the table. 

You all then got into the mess, with Kizaru and Kuma sent you all flying to different islands. Sanji who was sent to Okama island, was stressed so he placed his hand in his pocket to take a new cigarette but he noticed a paper which was carefully folded slipped out of his pocket. He bent down and gently picked it up. Then suddenly, the Okama people attacked him. So he had no choice but to place it in his pocket and run away. 

You started to train with the people on the island and had only two thoughts in mind. ‘To get stronger for Luffy and to get rid of these feelings for Sanji’. On the other hand, Sanji read your letter and had tears in his eyes. ‘Y..Y/N loves me?!’, he thought as he read the letter again and again to make sure he didn’t imagine anything. He was overwhelmed with happiness, never in his life he thought he could have a person love him. But, there you were, in every step when together, trying to make him happy. He realised how he also liked you but never knew about his own feelings. 

3D2Y

You came to the island of Sabaody after 2 years to meet your crew. You were more stronger, more confident and even developed your haki skills and were so exited to train with Zoro. While you were going towards the island not long after you heard someone familiar.

“VIVA SABAODY!!! I NEED LADYYY!!!”, he shouted.

Way too close to your heart that you didn’t even had to turn around to look at him. Even after 2 years, just his voice, made your heart beat faster. ‘What the hell?! I thought I was over him’, you thought and paced faster. You didnt turn around, just kept walking. Away from that voice. away from him. You knew this was a futile effort because you were of the same crew. But your heart just couldn’t bare it. But, you couldn’t win against his speed. He noticed you. He noticed you even when you changed. You were more mature and more stronger. But he noticed you. 

“Y/N!! Y/N! is that you?!”, he was shouting as he headed towards you practically ran towards you. Just in a couple of seconds, there he stood infront of you. With his ever charming smile. He looked at you and then fainted with nosebleed. His behaviour was still the same, but this is the first time he ever got a nosebleed seeing you. ‘Only because of some small changes, nothing more’, you thought. You had no option but to carry him to the Shakki san’s bar. You crouched down and placed your arm behind his shoulder and carefully lifted him up with using your devilfruit powers. No matter how much you tried to avoid, your mind kept telling you, how his fluffy hair grew, how he changed his hair to view his other eye, and how... how you still had feelings for him even when you denied. ‘Damn my stupid heart’, you cursed as you reached the bar. You let him be there and left.

After a while, Sanji slowly opened his eyes slowly and got up. He then remembered the encounter with you.

“Y/N!”, he exclaimed as he looked around the bar, only for Shakki san to chuckle and pat his head.

“She brought you here when you were unconscious and left”, she said. He got up right away and thanked Shakki san and left the bar. He went towards the shops to buy food and controlled himself so much not to just stand there talking with the ladies. He wanted to make the best food for the three of you... especially, for you.

He bought food and came over to the ship, only to be fainted with nosebleed right after seeing you and the other two ladies. He woke up after a while and sunny started the journey to the mermaid island. He then without wasting time, came towards you and took your hand in his as he walked away from the chaotic group.

‘Why the hell am I not pushing him away?’, you thought as he brought you to kitchen and stood before you. He took a deep breath and asked, “Y/N, do you... do you like..”, he practiced this for two years and now he became a nervous wreck. You wanted to be cold towards him. You didn’t want these feelings for him. So you said, “Hurry up will ya! I don’t have time”. His face was stunned. He looked at you with a very hurt expression. You were hurt. You didnt like the way you talked to him.

“Ah, I.. I’m sorry, its just that, I wanted to ask you that, is it true that, you..like me?”, he asked.

You sighed and replied, “I.. I used to like you Sanji and yes it was the truth. But I don’t anymore.”

He was shocked. His visible eye was open wide. He didn’t expect this answer from you. He thought you two would date. Now here you were, saying you liked him but you don’t feel the same for him now.

“But... may I ask, why? Did you like anyone else during this time?”, he asked you. 

“No, no one. Its just that, I liked you so much but,” you couldn’t stop, you werent nervous. You wanted to tell him how much you were hurt so you continued, “I was heart broken, when you rejected my confession then-”

“WOAH WOAH! Rejected your confession?! When did I ever do that?”, he questioned with the most serious and confused look.

“You did. You crumbled my love letter infront of my eyes. I never thought you would be the type to just plain stamp on my feelings. Especially you Sanji, you dont even know how much hurt I was when I saw that”, you said as you looked into his eyes. 

“Y/N, what are you even talking about? I wouldn’t do that. You should know it more than anyone else on this ship”, he said as he sighed and placed his hand in his pocket. He took out a pink envelope and gave it to you. You took it and opened the envelope. It had the same folded white paper in it. You teared up as you saw that paper. 

“I saw your letter, when I was thrown away on an island. I wanted to contact you asap, but I didn’t knew where you were”, he said as he came closer to you and gently wiped your tears away. He continued, “Y/N, I’ve kept this letter for all this time and I’ll continue to keep it with me. It’s the first time a person ever said that they like me. And, more over its from an amazing person like you. Did you think, I’d reject you?”

You sobbed even more and leaned your head on his chest. He slowly placed one of his hand on your shoulder and with the other he patted your head soothingly. 

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry Sanji. I should’ve known. I misunderstood you. Forgive me.”, you said still didnt looked at him. He said, “Its fine. Dont cry. Y/N, I’ve been waiting to ask this, Will you go out with me?”

You stopped crying as he said it. You lifted your head and looked at him. He was serious. He didn’t have any heart eyes or nosebleed.

“Are you... sure?”, you asked. He smiled and said yes. You giggled and nodded. As soon as you nodded he couldn’t control his emotions and hugged you tight as he lifted you up. 

“THANKYOU SO MUCH!”, he screamed as you chuckled. With still you in his arms, he left the kitchen and you both were met with the whole crew staring at you two. He let you down and placed his arm around your shoulder.

“WE ARE DATING!”, he announced making the complete crew jump in joy. Even when Luffy and Chopper didn’t understand what it was but still were happy anyway.

Days went by and you all achieved your goals. You both faced so many troubles, had many memorable moments. The way Sanji dotted on you made you to become happier than ever, because that was what you wanted from him, because he was your prince. You loving and caring for him, made him even more crazy for you, because that was what he wanted the most in his life, and you were the angel of his heart. Once you found a paper on your desk, which said meet me at the beach. You followed the path of rose petals and ofcourse, no one but Sanji would do this.He is cheesy AF, bt you love it though. There you saw, Sanji with a bouquet of red roses. ‘How did he arrange all of this’, you thought as you looked at the beach. He arranged a candle light date. He gave you the bouquet and escorted you to the place. You sat on your chair and he knelt down before you. He held your hand in his and said, “Y/N, you make me so happy every single day. You made me a better person. Time with you is the most precious of all. So, would you give me the honour of standing next to you for the rest.”, he took out a small dark blue box and opened it and continued, “Will you become the Queen of my All blue for life, will you marry me”, he ended as you started to cry.

“Yes, my King of All Blue”, you said as you sobbed and he placed the ring on your finger. You both got up and kissed. Then all your friends came towards you two and congratulated you two. Luffy hugged you two as he nibbled on the food, Sanji made for you.

You couldn’t help but be overwhelmed. He was your prince, now he was becoming your King. You couldnt be anymore happier than this.

After disbanding from crew, you both went to Barratie, for some days to meet Sanji’s family. As soon as you were introduced as his fiance, everyone was stunned. They all celebrated this by making a huge party and you felt blessed for all this. For Sanji, for his family and for everything else.

XOXOXOXOXO

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[tiens-letters]

upon autumns day, where you and I met. upon autumns day where I remember all of what we were before youve passed. and upon autumns day would I have ever so slowly let go of that pain of the past

zhongli (angst)

@albeidoof its somewhere here hehehe

Time was a luxury. A treasure each and everything holds.

Yet time is a curse as well. It covets, devours and leaves. which humanity neglects to cherish until the heart ceases its steady rythmn, only then do they regret of the wasted minutes, hours and seconds.

Beneath the flow of the rushing waves of things that have come and gone. Only on this particular day would he sit beneath a certain tree. The rough bark brushing up against his back as leaves fell effortlessly to the ground, as if it were ready to let go of from the branches that gave birth to it, only to return once again to the waiting soil.

It was a sunny afternoon, clear of any clouds and only clear unblemished blue, a good time to enjoy a warm cup of tea yet there was no energy in his bones to even move from where he was.

He felt exhausted. Desultory even.

Gone were the halcyon days of the past, and now the present time of the vivid reality he had to face.

Morax, rex lapis, the geo archon. Names that weighted more than one could carry, memories that shackled his soul that lived for a thousand years on end, all but a stain that could never be washed away.

The breeze slowly danced in, playing with his hair softly, kissing his skin and welcoming him. It carried a hint of aromatic essence only he would know belongs to.

You.

He tried to desperately recount the days after youve left the face of the earth and yet he could not remember or did his mind not allow him to as if he did, it would bring him terrible and heavy consequences for an answer, one sane mind would never want to know.

Sighing, he sat back and recalled back the memories of you instead. When you were alive, warm and breathing in his arms. He remembers the way your eyes would shine brightly whenever he would be around, or the small sound of delight you would make when you have finished another one of the many interesting blends of tea youve done over the course of a week of mixing different flowers and tea leaves. Youve made up quite the fortune with this as your little hobby bloomed into a fully run business known across teyvat.

"Zhongli." he froze, youve never called him by his name ever since youve started getting close, it made him feal uneasy as he turned to look at you who stood by the doorway, a neutral look on your face.

"y-yes?" nervousness clawed at him as he racked his brain to what he couldve done for you to call his name like that, he couldnt think of any.

"I came back from the market and I heard youve made quite the generous payment. Why is that, I wonder?" he's done it again, that spending habit of his

"The price was reasonable for such a fine ceramic tea set, I dont seem to find why it shouldnt reflect its quality?" you sighed as you pointed towards the glass cupboard behind him

"You bought the same exact set a week ago, Zhongli. Thats why." having to realize his mistake after looking over the two identical set that on the shelf, he turned to apologize but only to see you missing from the doorway. Footsteps can be heard from the floorboards above him. You were upset.

After minutes of pacing in the living room, he finally mustered the courage to climb the stairs and enter your shared bedroom. A figure already under the sheets as the warm glow of the lamp illuminated your delicate features. The mattress sunk as he sat beside you, fingers brushing away the stray hair that fell on your face.

"Im still mad at you Zhongli." his hand flinched slightly at the way you called him

"I apologize. I seem to not have learned my lesson again. I would gladly return the set tomorrow."

"Its no use, they dont accept refunds." you replied without sparing a glance at him

"What can I do for you to forgive me then?"

"Just go to sleep, Zhongli." groaning you reached for the switch to shut the lamp off but a gentle grip stopped you, forcing you to look at his gloomy expression. Perhaps you went too far this time.

"Please stop calling me in that way. I dont like it." he whispers, drawing your palm to his lips, leaving small kisses upon it. He sure does know his way around your heart, no wonder why you could not stay mad at him.

"Just be mindful next time." you cursed yourself for being weak to his charms.

"I will." yet something was missing "Then can you call me as you did before?"

"Zhongli?" you could see the slight grimace in his face as you teased him

"Stop it." he kissed you without warning "Call me as you did before."

However, his lips didnt stop as they began to travel. From your cheeks to you forehead and then to your neck. Oh dear, he wasnt having any of your teasing.

"A-li." you giggled beneath him as he finally stopped and met your gaze

"Thats better."

He still remembers the faint smile that graced your lips whenever he would wake up next to you tangled in the same sheets. The softness of your skin on his calloused touch. Your lips melting his and your voice lulling his raging mind to peace.

Then everything changed when you drew blood that spilled from those lips he's kissed for a thousand times, painting a morbid image on the sheets. Anger and despair boiled inside of him once he learned of the secret youve kept. Zhongli was a calm and collected man all of the time except when he was with you.

Having to witness him at such a point felt as if his own spear was being driven right through his very chest. He held you in an arms width away, the panic and pain in his eyes increasing over the minute as he begged for you to explain why youve decided to lie about the flowers that bloomed in your lungs, the sickness youve inherited from your deceased mother, whose fate you soon would follow. You didnt want him to find out, not in this way.

He couldve done anything if he knew from the start but alas, you wanted to be cruel, thinking it was for the best. Until your symptoms persisted, a heavy reminder of the remaining distance of the string you have to walk on to reach the end. The heavy feeling in your chest started to worsen as cherry sweet liquid poured from your mouth.

Soon the once pristine sheets were stained in haunting crimson shades as you heaved and he watched in agony. If only he had the ability of what he once had back then, if only he could plant the seeds of the flowers from yours to his then he would, if only he hadnt met you one autumn evening

" please dont look at me like that. " you told him, cold hands caressing his cheeks, catching the streams of salty warm beads that fell freely from your darling's amber eyes.

"Im sorry. Im so sorry..." the last thing you wanted to see was this man to cry. The last thing you wanted to see was to see him relive the past tragic memories you promised to bring him out of

" my disease has nothing to do with you. In the end it was mine alone to handle. oh, you are far from that so please dont you ever blame yourself."

"How can I not? If I havent fallen so deep then you would experienced so much more in life, you couldve been happier if you met someone else. Yet you chose me and I couldnt give you anything, I--. " the words knotted up as he began to shake, hands holding yours as knuckles turned to white

You slapped him.

With all the strength youve gathered in that fading body of yours. The sound cutting the grieving sounds that spilled from him, soul and flesh alike.

"A-li, look at me. Do I look like someone whose unsatisfied with what youve given me? Did my smile ever fade when Im with you? Did your affections ever lack? Answer me." his watery gaze met yours, a torrent of emotions swimming in them

"No. Never." a soft smile was carved unto your lips

"My dear, youve given me all Ive ever wanted in this life and I regret nothing of it."

To him, you were the flower that bloomed at the highest peak of the mountain he's never reached and yet its petals voluntarily detached and fell down, making him the happiest as one thing he's admired was untouchable and now, lay softly in the palm of his hands. To cherish and to protect.

But of course, all things are evanescent.

The familiar feeling of soreness that wasnt supposed to be there rose, ebbed and flowed through his throat. He knew it all too well, it was after he woke from his week long slumber did he feel it along with what his ancient beating heart felt.

"You collapsed." the worried words of the qixing echoed in his head. He frantically got up but as soon as his feet touched the floor did his legs give out underneath him, what use was he in this sorry state. He was helped up and sat back on the edge of the bed.

He wanted to ask many things yet was unable to.

Ningguang spoke as if you were still breathing and was visiting her minutes ago with another one of your tea blends. "Dont worry and rest first, go to jueyun karst after. They will be waiting."

To where the adepti resides, who as well, favored you, that one soul among thousands of others. One to which they shared a few good memories with was allowed to slumber there in peace.

Zhongli found himself waking up to the sun setting in the horizon. Just like how youve gone and resurfaced back into his memories. It was time.

He stood up from where he sat, gloved hands brushing any dirt that clung to him as he made his way to where you slept.

The red bean that was planted by himself still remained, a token of his love for you. Picking one bead and placing it inside the hollow dice he brought along, completing another one of the similar handicraft he's made every visit.

The sun finally died and the moon began its reign. The small wisps of light gathered around before him, forming a blurry image.

It was then he felt at ease, he saw you smiling at him with all there is in the world. Your light seemed to dim a little, hinting the blessing the adepti gave was slowly diminishing. Soon your visits would cease and you were sure that by the end of the power spent, he wouldve let go of the torment that plagued him.

"A-li. Have you been well?" he knew what you meant

"Im letting go slowly my dear. Perhaps in time, I would learn breathe easily once again."

Longest yet lol. Hope yall liked it ehehe

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[tricewithaz]

Do you have any Zoya and Nikolai wedding headcannons I would really appreciate it

*screams* I DO I ABSOLUTELY DO

listen none of that bullshit of an ✨intimate wedding✨ they go ALL OUT its HUGE and theres a lot of food and a big ball and everything

Both of them wear white. Nikolai wears a typically russian kaftan with golden details and big sleeves, and also a sword cause decorative swords are my shit. He also has a crown that falls on his forehead its pretty and it makes his eyes shine.

And she wears an off the shoulder gown, with a sweetheart neckline and a princess cut with big skirt. It also has big long sleeves. She wears a big tiara too with beads that frame her face and fall onto her neck.

The wedding has reporters and photographers and all like, its that big. i mean irs the king of ravka getting married i guess it makes sense.

Everything is decorated in white blue and gold, with delphiniums and jasmine, the place smells so fresh and summery

Oh its a spring wedding. They have it at the palace cause fuck institutionalized religion idc. And its on a very sunny and fresh day 😌

He just!!! cant!!! stop!!!! smiling!!!! And everyone notices it. In fact him being so smily gets into most reports cause its dashing.

They hold candles during the ceremony (yes i did look up russian wedding traditions for this hi i didnt include all but i did add some) and the way it illuminates zoyas face..... saint like i say sAINT LIKE

her eyes look so bright (ah yes the esrrings.... they make it even better) nikolai cant help but spurt out a "im dying to kiss you" to which the officiant asks him to "be patient, boy! ".... this also makes it into newspapers and cronicles.

And when they kiss its so cute too cause theyre both so impatient for it, afterthe first kiss nikolai kisses zoya all over her face and shes so smiley and all

im thinking that decades after some of the most emblematic historic pictures from Nikolis reign are him and zoya kissing and zoya signing the marriage ceritifcate with him smiling behind her, as well as zoya feeding him cake with a knife

Their first dance!! its a rather animated dance he twirls her around and lifts her up and all and its full of cheers

He also dances with pretty much all of his girlfriends, genya first. And with some little girls too. And with his mom of course.

They cut the cake together and zoya feeds him a bit of it on the same knife and he gets all messy cause i mean look its difficult to est a whole piece of cake from a knife. And he kisses her after and she gets cake all over herself too but its ok cause it tastes good. She picks a bit of cake from the corner of his lip and eats it.

The party gets.... intense okay..... very much so.... lots of stories to tell...... not all are child friendly.... theres also fire

Everyone gets tipsy. Drunk Genya is a delight she dances around a lot, with everyone, like, generals, commanders, nobles, and she compliments them all and fixes their hair and is very chatty

Of course she lets embarrassing stories about nikolai and zoya slip out "no colonel you dont understand i used to erase love bites from the kings chest back in the day" "well miss petrova the new queen seems uptight but ive seen her breasts probably more than anyone else in this room has, shes just like that with a couple of drinks on her, unlike me" "i know the king seems brave but if you put a spider in front of him hell scream like a 5 year old trust me ive seen it myself"

Tamar also talks a lot about their endeavors some of which shes included in. The kids seem fascinated by her and admire the king and new queen even more than before.

Young girls chat about how they wish they were the queen right now cause everything is so dreamlike and they seem so in love.

Nikolai eyes leoni and adrik cause adrik has gotten a bit drunk and hes reALLY trying to dance with leoni and shes just laughing and "oh saints they kiss" both he and zoya feel so proud of them

a couple of drinks in zoya steals sweets from everyone 😔 she feeds a couple to nikolai too

At some point nikolai and zoya just disappear 😶 but the party continues and it gets even crazier

But Nikolai and zoya share one last dance far from the party surrounded by flowers and a chilly breeze. At this point her shoes are off and shes holding her crown in her arm, she rests her head on nikolais chest and his heart is pOUnding. She cant quite believe this isnt a dream.

And she tries on his crown 👁 it looks weirdly good

Oooh she also keeps her last name. Welcome to the Lantsov-Nazyalensky dynasty?

Now that shes officially a queen she jokingly orders nikolai and the triumvirate around, starting at the wedding "tamar as your queen i order you to bring me more champaigne" "david im signing a law right now for you to cut your hair every month"

he does it to nikolai too the next morning while still in bed shes like nikolai as your queen i order you to bring me a tea and bath salts will ya and hes like ok but as your king i order you to give me a kiss 😌

The next day everyone is reading the cronicles of the wedding like its the most engaging romance novel ever cause its just!!!! so cute!!!! Theyre thE STANDARD

#ask #ask box #answered #zoyalai #nikolai lantsov #kos #grishaverse #zoya nazyalensky #hc

[midnightmoonkiss]

Evermore.

 Idol!Izuku Midoriya X Reader

Summary: Strangers brought together by music, fueling each others dream. You truly were living the life.

Category: Fluff

Word Count: 5.5k

A/N: Day 30 of the Izumonth Collab!

P.S. I have a very small grasp on what an idol truly is so ples kpop stans dont come for me ahhh,,,, i tried fdgbhhj

Just To Clarify:

Reader and Izu meet in a cafe years prior!

They built themselves from the ground up!

Lord help me i dunno what’s going on

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The roaring of screaming fans, the inconsistent flashing of blinding lights, music making the ground shake and heart jump, stealing your breath away and intoxicating your being with every lyric sung from the bottom of their hearts.

To some, every concert could be classified as the same, the pattern repeating itself until it becomes nothing but a chore instead of a passion.

To some, music becomes something to pass time with, something to hug yourself with in the early hours of the morning after a night filled with tears and no sleep, eyes burning with exhaustion.

Every person has a different answer to the same question, 

“What is music to you?”

A question asked to you one calm, summer night in a run-down cafe by a handsome stranger with green hair, eyes unforgettably curious and brimming with fascination, sparkling with moon dust as their silver beams shine down on him through that freshly polished window.

He stood there, an enigma to you and all those present in the place at the time.

It was unexpected, not something you would count on being asked by someone you didnt even know.

But yet, your heart had lurched forward, captivated by the determination and child-like curiosity resting on his soft, freckled face.

The words slipped from your lips parted by astonishment before you had the chance to think as if they were being dragged from the dream buried deep within yourself.

“My life..” you had whispered so quietly you had sworn he couldn’t hear you, but a smile lit up his face, the first of many you’d unknowingly see on him in your lifetime.

“So live it.” Such a cheery response had caught you off guard back then, making confusion swirl in your gut as to just what he meant, dreams resurfacing to hopeful fingertips.

Ever since then, a day in the back of your head but never one you forgot, you gave your dream your all once more, letting lyrics fly across the page as you scribbled them down in the heat of passion, inspired by random things and editing until the words flowed smoothly enough for him to sing.

And by God could he sing.

He had told you at the time he was nothing but a mere hopeful kid, fighting his way to the top with some friends, wanting to make a difference in the world with his own words and his own voice, but it was a true miracle that your minds intertwined similarly to the way your hands often did, finishing thoughts before the words even slipped out, conversations from addictingly familiar eye contact alone.

A match made in heaven as some had described it, two peas in a pod, yin and yang, Complimenting each other and yet being polar opposites, swimming harmoniously together in the vast sea of life.

One who shined brightest in a crowd, and the other who thrived on the sidelines.

But perhaps that’s just what made your bond stronger, for together, you were grey. Not suffocatingly bright, and not depressingly blue.

Just yourselves, the truest form of love there could be.

It didn’t take long for their group to be known, emerging from the dark waves like water crashing on a rock breaching the oceans stormy surface, a breath of fresh air as lyrics and ideology comforted thousands.

Evermore was their name, bred from the desire to inspire people, remind all who listen that there was more to life than what they can see alone.

Everyday you were blessed to have met that man when you did, lucky that he was willing to embrace your flaws and help you step over your self-doubt and thrive where you thrived best, smiling happily backstage as you watched the people you adore sing songs you helped create and continue to encourage all who listened.

It was your dream come true, to create music.

A dream you often feared you would one day wake from, blinking through tear-filled eyes at that old red booth sitting across from you at that cafe.

Those were the nights you would always awake in your lover’s arms, him fast asleep with drool running down the opened corner of his mouth, but yet somehow providing reassurance in that relaxed face of his, messy green curls hugging his cheeks in the sweetest way possible.

You’d always kiss his chin in those moments, letting yourself melt like ice on a hot, sunny day all over again.

Years had passed since your first encounter with him, years you would always treasure, for how could you not?

He was a ray of light in the darkest years of your life, and you never would have succeeded if it hadnt been for his firm, helping hand.

Together, you were whole.

Even now, as he’s on stage, singing his heart out in the way he always had with that same look of enthusiasm and boyish glee.

The stage boomed with each beat drop or thump of the drums, the screaming fans a mere buzz from the soundproofed backroom where you and a few others watched the performance from a flat-screen television.

Cameras never fully captured his true beauty, despite being in HD.

No, though they captured the glow of his soft skin under the shifting lights, they never could quite catch the aura of enthusiasm he gave off or the twinkle of hope in those deep green eyes you always found yourself getting hopelessly lost in. An endless forest, no, a jungle of harmonious greens. Dewy, doe-like eyes always providing comfort to all those who are able to peer into them.

Its almost as if that’s why people are entranced with him the moment they meet them beyond the screen concealing his soul.

Some could easily say he was open to the world, large arms ready to embrace its flaws wholly, but in truth, he already has. Accepting the world as it is and seeking change little by little in ways he prays could help aid in making a difference, but one human could only ever do so much. That’s the part that wasn’t easy for him to understand about all of this, about his life and others.

He can’t always help everyone, and even he has limits. But no one wants to accept the boundaries put in place by something you cannot comprehend.

It would anger him sometimes, and inspire a new song of heartbreak he would write alone in the back of the tour bus or his office at the home you shared, mindlessly chewing his pen out of frustration until the ink would splatter on his cheek.

He always tried so hard, and most people could see that.

They admired him, wanted to be like him, singing the very essence of his being out loud every chance he could.

He and his group members made music that provided the saying ‘it’ll be okay, one day. Until then, I’ll hold your hand,’ even despite it at times being aggressive and borderline rock instead of pop.

They all worked hard, and it paid off.

You were just lucky to be able to help in any way you could, simultaneously living your dream and aiding others in their own.

It truly was a blissful life you now experienced, all thanks to him, Izuku Midoriya, the man you swore held your heart oh-so gentle in the palms of his scarred hands.

Little do most know, but you held his heart just as gently.

“Looks like they’re finishing up.” Tenya Iida, their manager, pointed out whilst adjusting his glasses in that way he always did when the hours of music streaming through speakers was coming to a close.

He was right, they had just performed their last number for the night. You smiled automatically, knowing just what was to come next.

At the end of every concert, Izuku would always give a passionate speech composed entirely on the spot after observations he made throughout the show in the back of his mind. His fans knew this, and they all immediately quieted down to the point where you couldnt even hear them.

Most of the time he would say the same things at the shows because most crowds are the same- but sometimes something strange and completely unique would catch his perceptive eye, and he would always point it out with a cheery laugh as sweat poured down his face.

It would always cause a roar of screams and laughter before he and his friends signed off for the night, leaving blissful memories in those who watched the performance.

As they all bowed on the television, you were quick to hop up, waiting in front of the couch for them to file into the place.

And soon enough, he came in, sighing happily as he wiped at his face with a towel given to him before entering.

His eyes easily found your own in the suddenly crowded room, almost as if they were pulled together by magnetism, and just like it, your feet began to move on instinct.

Arms wrapping around his torso, your lips brushed over his own parted ones before molding together in a sweet, congratulatory kiss.

A tradition, if you will.

One that you had skipped once and ended up with a pouty Izuku all night.

But you typically remembered, seeing as you usually wanted a kiss as well.

He always smiled against you during these, one hand resting on your hip as the other cupped your jaw, the pad of his thumb brushing against your cheek.

Ignoring the chorus of disgusted ‘ew’s’, you repeatedly kissed his addicting mouth with a smile of your own.

Pulling away, you slowly opened your eyes just in time to see him swipe a tongue over his reddened lips.

“Cotton candy lip gloss?” he guessed the flavor you wore breathlessly, voice hoarse from exaggerated use as his eyes met yours once more, relaxed and filled with nothing but unyielding love for you and you alone.

“Mm~ not quite.” you teased, moving your arms up so they wrapped around his neck instead, not caring that he was sweaty and warm.

You knew he loved these games, though. He enjoyed figuring out things on his own, putting puzzle pieces together in that mind that of his ran at ninety miles per hour.

Leaning in, he pecked your lips once more, smacking his lips together as he tried to figure out the taste.

“Bubblegum?” 

“Yep!” you giggled as his arms dropped to wrap around your own waist, his forehead coming down to rest on your readily awaiting shoulder.

His dampened green curls tickled at your cheeks, the delirious smell of honey from his shampoo and natural musky scent of sweat overtaking your senses for a mere moment as your fingers combed through his locks.

You were hooked on having him in your arms.

You wanted to stay like this forever, wrapped up in your own worlds as the love you held for each other sparkled around you like stardust.

It was just you and him, no one else.

You sighed contently, his own hum of approval immediately following as he pulled your body flushed against his own.

“This is highly unprofessional!”

You were slowly brought out of your world as the words reached your ears, not bothering to look behind you to see a fuming Iida.

Izuku, on the other hand, shot his head up, frantically waving his arms around as you clung to him like a sloth, “S-sorry!” He apologized, knowing full well this would happen again at the next concert, just as it always does.

Truly, you couldnt help it.

It was hard not to be wrapped up in his strong arms at all points of the day.

A loud sigh sounded behind you, the tapping of what could only be Iida’s pen on his clipboard whilst thinking.

“I’ll get everything wrapped up, you all look exhausted.”

“You could say that again.” Todoroki huffed, the thump of him scuffing his boots against the carpeted floor just barely reaching your ears.

“That crowd sure was enthusiastic, but matching it definitely drained me… ahh..” Uraraka murmured, the distinguishable sound of someone plopping onto a couch being heard with the squeak of leather.

“Oh, it wasn’t that bad, you guys!” Came Izuku’s signature enthusiastic reply, grip on you tightening as his own adrenaline began to pump in his veins again, “There were so many coordinated groups wearing the same thing! And, and those dances they kept doing! I’ve never seen an entire crowd successfully do the wave before! I mean, did you guys see that! They did it!! All for us no less.. I’m so happy~” Izukus cheek rubbed against your own as he sighed blissfully, no doubt amazed by the dedication of his fans.

“I guess that was.. kinda awesome.” Ochaco giggles tiredly.

“Well, I’ve set up four-star hotel rooms nearby for you all. Two to a room. You all may choose who you bunk with, of course, but try not to wreck the rooms.. Again.” He was more than likely glaring at Kaminari who was in the back of the room, considering he did have a little after party of sorts last time and ended up destroying a dresser.

Thank goodness for the shared rooms, though, you knew with complete certainty that the other bed in your room would go unused. It’s gotten to the point where it was impossible to sleep without Izuku’s arms wrapped around you, and you him, as he relented one night over a phone call. Hell, it was the entire reason you were even brought along on the world tour, which he tried to convince wasnt the only reason.

‘You’re apart of the team!’, ‘We can’t function without you!’, ‘You make better soba than they do.’

Supposedly there were more reasons, but for now, you just wanted to indulge in reason number one. 

A chorus of thanks followed, and suddenly you were being dragged out of the room by a hyper Midoriya.

That adrenaline typically ran through his body for a short ten minutes after a show, so you had no doubts that he would be crashing soon, but it was adorable to see him so energetic like a little puppy.

You lived for this, to see him smile at his well-earned success.

The walk to the tour bus out back was frantic, rushed, and definitely panic-driven as all the members not only tried to blend in with the shadows but also avoid fans that could easily start a rampage, especially since the bodyguards were lagging a bit behind.

But it was the fault of the lively and desperate twenty-year-olds, and not their own.

It certainly did bring a hint of rebellious glee thrumming in your soul, making you nearly choke on a laugh.

After successfully avoiding the press and fans after getting off the bus at the hotel, you were quick to retrieve the key from the front desk to your two-bed hotel room four floors up, stepping into the elevator with relieved hums.

“Good show tonight, guys!” Izuku pumped his fist in the air, other hand holding your own as he gave his exhausted team members his signature, award-winning smile.

They returned the gesture with significantly less enthusiasm, but it still made the skin around his brilliant eyes crinkle with joy.

With a final ‘goodnight’, he swiftly opened the door for you both, shutting and double locking it- a slight paranoid habit he had, before glancing over at you with tired eyes.

It was always so strange to you how he could always feign energy until completely alone with you.

It was nice to see him let his guard down in a way he didnt typically do, even if they were all his best friends.

He trudged over to you, having sat yourself down on the bed, just to collapse beside you with a thwump, his legs giving out beneath him as he slumped down onto his knees.

“Tired?” you questioned playfully, petting at his head and untangling locks here and there.

He hummed in contentment, voice muffled by the bed as he spoke, “nah..”

He clearly was, but you could only roll your eyes half-heartedly.

“I need to bathe.. I stink..”

“You stink.” you agreed with a nod, despite not truly believing it, only for him to whine loudly.

“How about a bath, stinky boy? You seem too tired for a shower.” You feared he would collapse in a shower from standing for hours already, and no doubt his feet were killing him, even if he didn’t audibly say so, which he never really did.

Perhaps it was a downfall of sorts, how he never let the attention go on him for too long, or ever really talked about problems unless brought up and forced out.

He certainly was stubborn from a childhood of being forced to keep quiet, but luckily enough, you could always see through that mask he wore.

It was a blessing he trusted you enough to do so, and you could say with complete certainty that that thought only made your heart yearn for him even more.

“A bath sounds good..” he flopped his head on its side so he could stare up at you, “Do you think they have bubble bath?”

“If not, a regular one will do you just fine. Either way, you’ll get clean.”

“Just me? Oh no. You’re joining me!” he shot back, not giving you time to protest, not that you would have, as he pounced on your being, shoving you down to the bed as he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck.

“S-stop it~ that tickles!” you giggled, squirming beneath him as he purposefully began to blow on your ticklish neck, fingers even coming up to tickle at your sides. You couldnt help but squeal out as he tickled you relentlessly with a mischievous smile on his handsome face.

“I-Izuku!! S-stop! Gaha! Ahhhh! N-no nonon!” you could barely breathe you were laughing so much, tears spilling from the corner of your eyes as you fought to push his larger frame away.

Snorts began to tear through your nose, much to his own bemusement and your utter horror at the atrocious sounds, and yet he smiled so sincerely at you.

Having enough, and knowing you needed to get things done, you quickly put all your strength into your back and arms, successfully catching him off guard and flipping him over so that you straddled his waist and he stared up at you in shock.

A blush burned at his cheeks upon noticing your victorious smirk, his lips pressing into a thin line as he concealed the gasp he was sure to let out.

“Now now, baby, stop messing around. The stinky boy needs a bath.” and just like that, his head popped back onto the bed with a groan, cheeks still rosey.

“Alright, alright... I’ll run the bath.” He decided, already using his arms to try and push his upper body up, to which you quickly pushed him down again, hands against his chest.

“Ah, ah, ah~ I’m doing it. Rest here for a minute. I know your feet hurt, so let me, okay?” even if you could be tough and playful sometimes, or distant and cold, you always had a very warm, caring heart. And he definitely could see that in the way you interact with others and how you were so much more with him.

He treasured it in a way that could be hard to understand to some.

Was it so wrong to be completely and utterly in love?

It was hard not to be when at times it seemed like you were the only tame thing in his life these days.

He was sure he would struggle to find one, similar to his groupmates, had he not stumbled across you that one summer night.

You were certainly one to blend in, conveniently sitting under a light that didnt work, just to hide in the shadows with your dark hoodie as you lazily ate some greasy fries.

He was tempted to pass you, grab the food that he had ordered via phone call and get out and back to his training session, but there was something about you that made it feel as though he couldn’t leave without saying something. Almost as if his very being was being pulled towards you in a way he couldn’t understand.

And so, he walked past you again, glancing down at the notebook you had wide open and noticing the lyrics you had scribbled down, along with the messages beside them.

‘Thats stupid.’ ‘Oh what a failure you are,’ ‘What type of song even is this?’ and many more harsh words you had clearly written yourself, smudged with black ink and what could only be tears as you stared off out the window.

You were a songwriter, no doubt, and it seemed as if you were close to giving up on your dreams, if you hadn’t already.

Or perhaps he was making a huge mistake by guessing, but he couldn’t help but want to intervene, it was in his nature to be nosy, and he was forever grateful he did.

Because now, you’re by his side, stuck together like glue you made yourselves.

Time had passed so quickly as he laid there on the bed, letting his sore body relax as he listened to you fumble around and the water splashing into the tub.

To some, taking a bath in a hotel was a strange thing to do, but with a hotel as nice and clearly clean as this, there wasn’t too much to worry about. Besides, your own anxiety always made you wash the tub real quick yourself.

Which is why he wanted to run the bath, knowing full well you would do this. Not that it was necessarily a bad thing.

But alas, he was too tired to truly complain.

He just wanted to relax, get clean, and then snuggle with his beloved in a bed that was far too soft for him not to think about stealing if just for a moment.

Eventually, you emerged from the bathroom, only in a tank top and undies, and he couldn’t help but eye you up, too delicious not to. My, he was sure lucky.

“Bath’s ready! Fortunately, this place had some bubble bath. I think you’ll like the scent, Zuzuku.” Walking over to in front of his damn near lifeless body, you grabbed his hands, wheezing as you struggled to pull his muscular torso up.

His arms instantly wrapped around you again, face nuzzling itself on your chest, inhaling your sweet scent.

He was tempted to just pull you onto his lap and fall asleep, but alas..

“Up.” you sternly stated, gently pushing his head back just to lean down and peck his nose.

 Pulling away, you walked back to the bathroom, stopping just at the door.

Fingers gripping the hem of your shirt, you swiftly pulled it up and over, looking back to the flushed boy with an amused grin, “Come join me.”

Seeing him promptly jump up, you giggled to yourself as you waited for him, arms crossed over your bare chest.

He jumped into the bathroom on one foot, trying to pull his pants off whilst fumbling around like a headless chicken.

“Well aren’t you desperate.”

“I just want to hold you in my arms as soon as possible,” he admitted, looking over at you with a pouty face so innocent you couldn’t help but squeal on the inside.

You watched as he shed himself of all his clothes, not feeling the least bit shy at his nude self, having seen it enough times for it to not be sexual in such a domestic setting.

He hummed approvingly as foot stepped into the tub, hands gripping the sides as he lowered himself into the relaxing, warm waters filled with iridescent bubbles.

Looking over at you, he outstretched his hand, waiting.

And so, shedding your underwear, you grabbed his hand, him helping you not slip and fall as you settled in between his legs, back to chest as your head leaned on his broad shoulder, exhaling.

Kissing your cheek, he whispered “Thank you,” appreciatively.

“Mhm~” you hummed, letting your eyes slip closed as you took in this moment.

Him, the smell of the delicious vanilla cake bubble bath, and the soft lofi-hop you had playing from your phone on the counter wrapping the room in a sweet melody.

He too took this moment to relax again, letting the warm water soothe his aching joints and muscles, hands rubbing up and down your arm, the suds in the bath making you both slippery. He always enjoyed feeling your skin whenever given the chance, it was such an intimate act he cherished, seeing how he was the only one who could do it. 

Time was so easy to slip by whenever he was with you, soaking in the moment of feeling you against him.

It brought a sense of normality back to his life, despite it now being barely normal at all.

And so is the life of an idol as they call it, though he wasnt quite sure how that word sat in his stomach.

He always thought of it as a figure to worship, and not him by any means.

Apparently, it’s what they called Asian band members these days, or at least that’s what he presumed.

Even if he spent nights researching the word, he was still met with loopholes and gaps he couldnt fill in.

Such a confusing term.

Nonetheless, he didnt say he wasn’t one since he didn’t exactly have the best grasp on what it is.

Regardless, it felt nice to not have to keep a forced smile on his face, but instead a genuine and relaxed one.

He found that most days he could only relax fully around you.

You always had something about you that calmed his nerves and cured any storm built from stress raging in his head.

Who knew being an ‘idol’ could be so vexing?

Strict schedules, a fairly controlled life, tight budgets, always having to be on his feet, but he had to admit it, it wasn’t nearly as hard as he heard what most groups went through.

He was lucky his friend from high school was willing to invest in this group, and it truly did pay off, seeing as they were quite popular these days.

Though he technically was loaded with money, he never bothered to spend the majority of it on himself, always putting it back into the band or donating it to charities he believed in. The fraction he had left allowed him to buy just what he needed, and some gifts he buys throughout the year just to surprise you with on anniversaries or birthdays or holidays, much to your own dismay.

And though he may be this figure others look up to, you never thought of him in such a way, out of reach and someone to scream at with joy whenever you saw him. You saw him as an average joe, a regular human with emotions. It could have been because you met him before he became a sensation, but you never got blinded by his success like he had seen before on television.

There were so many things to love about you, but most of all, he adored how you grounded him.

Even now, as his arms hold you against him and water softens your skin, he feels at home in a way he didn’t feel very often before. Home was just.. always with you. He couldn’t have a home without you in it anymore.

“I love you..” he breathed out, lips pressing against the damp skin of your neck.

You turned to stare deeply into his intense eyes filled with nothing but love, nose brushing against his own, “I love you, too.”

And so, you finished up the relaxing bath, knowing if you stayed too long you’d both fall asleep and never wake until the morning with pruney skin. It wouldn’t be the first time.

You offered to wash him, and he offered to wash you, giving you both the excuse to run your hands over each other’s body in a sensual way without it being lewd. Besides, you adored feeling his muscles and warm skin, something seemingly common in modern-day bands, but he had always said it was for himself and not just to appeal to fans or any contracts.

It was never about that.

Just a personal goal to help love himself, though you always assured he would look handsome to you no matter what, you understood his need to do this for himself.

After rinsing off, you carefully stood from the tub, offering him a hand before drying the both of yourselves off just to use as an excuse to hug. Seeing as how you both had forgotten to get a change of clothes from the bus, rooky mistake, you were doomed to spend the night in hotel robes, which wasn’t too bad either. Waddling out the room, Izuku nose-dived headfirst into the sheets as you grabbed a glass of water.

Upon him deciding you were taking too long, despite it not even being a minute, he made grabby hands at you, pouting and whining for “(Y/N)’s famous cuddles” which only brought another blush to your face that never seemed to stop smiling when around this absolute angel of a man.

Sipping at the glass of cold water, you slowly made your way to the bed, just to tease him.

“Can’t you move faster.” Izuku groaned, tossing an arm dramatically over his eyes as if watching you move so slowly was killing him

A knife to his frail heart.

He is dead

R.I.P. famous singer and songwriter, Izuku Midoriya.

Killed because his girlfriend was being too slow.

A tragedy in four parts-

His breath was suddenly squeezed from his lungs as you flopped down on him like a fish, his arm flying off his face just to be met with your damp hair tickling his nose, causing the poor fellow to sneeze.

“Ewww! Izukuuuu!” you whined, pulling your head back to mess with your hair with a look of dissatisfaction etched on your features as he just breathily chuckles.

“Aww~ Don’t be mad at me, princess! That was your own fault, you know my nose is ticklish!” though his argument did outweigh your own, you refused to accept it with a humph as you turned your head, puffing your cheeks up and crossing your arms over your robe covered chest.

Surprisingly, the robes were quite comfortable, almost like sleepwear themselves despite being meant for something different than sleeping in. They were white and prone to stains, but they sure were fuzzy and warm.

You had no doubts they would be gone in the morning from the downfall of two humans who are both personal body heaters sleeping together.

Oh, if only you had brought your light sleepwear. Nothing wrong with waking up naked, is there?

“I’ve waited long enough, cuddle me!” Izuku’s arms were outstretched, waiting for you to collapse in his arms instead of sitting on top of his belly, far too far away!

Amused, you nodded, reaching over to the nightstand, switching off the light. The room would’ve fallen into complete darkness had the moon not been shining through a sliver of a crack in the curtains on the far side of the quiet room.

Settling down, you rested your body on top of his own, letting his arms wrap loosely around your waist as he nuzzled his cheek against your own once more. Such a cuddle bug.

It only took a minute before you decided this was uncomfortable and shifted so you were both facing eachother on your sides, your own body close to the curtains, and his close to the door.

He always liked to be closest to the door, so in case of a break-in, he could protect you.

It was endearing in the sweetest of ways, though it made you wonder what went on inside his head sometimes.

Though you prided yourself on being able to understand him completely, you accepted the fact that some things you will never know about him, and some things he will never know about you.

But then again, everyone is entitled to their own secrets, right?

“I’m so glad I met you..” he sighed out dreamily, voice growing husky as drowsiness seeped in. His warm fingers traced over your cheek as the lights of the moon reflected in his eyes, giving you just enough brightness that you could see his content smile.

“I’m really glad you decided to stalk me.”

“I- I didnt-!”

“Hahaha!” you cut him off with laughter, his own following suit.

His breath was suddenly fanning across your lips, and you felt his own soft pair brush against your own, lip-gloss free ones before fully connecting them.

Kissing him had to be one of the best parts about dating him because boy did he know how to make you swoon by his lips alone.

“Goodnight.” you pulled away, pecking his nose as he giggled.

“Goodnight.” he repeated, arms wound around your body and head tucked under his chin.

Oh how sweet life could be if you took a chance.

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