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at1nys-blog · 8 months

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Some stories gets told: The start

Pairing: OPLA!Roronoa Zoro x reader

Summary: After the duel with Mihawk, reader can't seem to leave Zoro's side while he is fighting between staying alive and reaching for an old friend

A/N: the way I am putting so much efforts in this is crazy, literally watching scenes in loop to understand how to add things and if they actually work in the original setting of the live action. I mentioned de@th a couple of times but briefly considering how long this is getting. Created a new village on Gecko Island for the sake of this ff Miro Village does not exists in the world of one piece, if it does I'm a lucky mf lol.

Pt.1\Masterlist\\Pt.2

If three days ago people would have told her she was going to fight Kalahadore and his minions, she would have laughed at her faces; if three days ago people would have told her she was going to enjoy a trio of wanna be pirates she would have laughed it off saying that the only crew she was going to join was the same as Yasopp's; if three days ago people would have told her that she was going to face one of her greatest fears, she would have joked about it, but there she was after a fight with Kaya's butler in the company of three wanna be pirates.

The bar was filled with pirates and some Marines, or so she thought. Her blurry vision was not of help, everyone dressed in blue or white, or white and blue, was a possible enemy that was waiting for the right time to strick an attack and bring them back to headquarters.

-...sea slug.-she heard the swordsman say, confused to why he was talking about sea slug, which, by the way, she thought were very cute, she asked for some explanations. Nami only pointed at Usopp, dancing with his usual grace and talent, if that could even be called grace or talent.

-Look at him. Like he doesn't have a care in the world.- the orange haired girl stated, she wanted to replay, to say that in reality Usopp was just putting on a facade, but who was she to spill secrets that were not of her owns? No one, so she just kept quite and went back to her drink. A not well made one on her humble opinion, but at least she was able to drink and have fun.

The girl, once again that night, went back into her own thoughts forgetting she was in company but even if she wanted to have a conversation with the two in her heart she knew it wasn't a good idea. Not when drunk and knowing such state meant spilling everything that was on her mind.

-..you drink.- that was the key word that got her attention, if drinking was in the equation she wanted to be part of whatever they were doing. -You guess something about me, I drink.- he said pouring some of the rum in three little glasses.

-uuhhh I want to play.-

-Not now.-they both said in unison.

-First round is between me and the thief.- Zoro said not taking his eyes off of Nami which smirked at the boy.

If her attention was on Usopp and having her drink, now it was on her two new friends having a drinking game.

-I bet yu grew up in a big city, running schemes, hanging out in swanky bars like this one.-Zoro was the first one to try and guess under Nami advice, she gave him a second smirk. Y/N imagines the swordsman got it wrong from how the girl next to her reacted. And she was right.

-You might be thirsty.-Nami said. -I grew up in a small village. Barely a village. Just an handful of houses in the center of a tangerine grove.- Y/N started to picture how beautiful that might have been, that once again her mind alienated her from the conversation.

Y/N didn't know how long she was gone in her little world, but when she was back to reality second round was on, and this time she wanted to partecipate, but aparently the universe didn't want her to play that Usopp came back at the table with "his new best friend" or whatever.

-What did you say your name was again?-he asked sitting next to Nami.

-Which one of you is Monkey D. Luffy?-Y/N noticed Nami trying to get some informations out of the new nameless guy, asking who wanted to know such a question.

-You are Dracule Mihawk.- the name didn't ring any bell to Y/N, she had never heard that name, or at least while she was intoxicated from all the alcohol she had, the name was completely new to her ears.

-I have business with your captain. If you know what's good for you, you'll hand him over.- she noticed the man didn't like to beat around the bush, he just wanted to get to Luffy.

-We don't know anyone named Luffy. Right, guys?- Y/N looked at Nami confused.

-What do you mean we don't know him? He came here with us.- she turned to the elegant dressed man and told him that Monkey D. Luffy was somewhere around the Baratie but she didn't know exactly where.

-You are unbeliavable.-

-What? Is true he was with us and now he is not.- she defended herself, the two of them started to bicker: Nami trying to explain to her friend why she was supposed to lie, but their attention was back at Zoro when they hard him saying Mihawk, was it Mihawk?, she didn't care much, what she cared about was why for the East Blue did he say that the man was going to die the very next day.

In that moment Y/N was sober in an instant, her brain was back to function normally and so her body. She moved forward, motion followed by the girl next to her, she wanted to understand fully what was happening, maybe she heard wrong. Maybe Zoro was just playing around but even if she had known the man for less than a week she could tell he never joked, at least not about somo random guy dying.

-I, Roronoa Zoro, challenge you to a duel to the death.-

-To the what now?- she said as a reflex, it was not like she meant to say out loud but it happens and the fact that Mihawk was staring at her was not helping her nervouness to settle down. The man turned back almost immediatly letting the green haired swordsman know he never heard of him, implying how small of a fly he was in his eyes.

-They call me the Demon Pirate Hunter. But my lifelong dream it to best you in single combat and become the greatest swordsman in the world.- now that is a great dream compared to hers, that just wanted to live numerous adventures and write about them.

Y/N started to second guess if starting such a journey was even worth it, she was surrended by people with amazing dreams, even Usopp had a better dream than hers. She shook the thoughts away, now she had to more important matter to care about.

Once the challenge was accepted and the time was set Mihawk left and she was on her feet in an instant, she tried to say something but the words seemed to be stuck in her throat. She was speechless, Zoro did not just challenged someone that, for what she got from their conversation, is the most powerful and skilled swrodsman out there.

-You just have signed up your death sentence, you idiot.- she said and left to head back to the Going Merry.

Zoro was polishing his swords when Usopp came back with Luffy behind him, Y/N was silently listening to the conversation happening in the room, not really knowing how to handle the situation. Sure wasn't her friend, how could he be after a day they have known each other? But she didn't want him dead already.

Words of the conversation came and didn't so her brain didn't process half of what they had been talking about, she just knew Nami was trying her best to change Zoro's mind.

It was after Luffy and Usopp left the room that Zoro spoke directly to her that night, asking why she was still there.

-The promise.- she had heard that part, his dream was a promise made to someone; he was going to die just for a promise he made in the past. -did you made it to your friend?- he didn't answer but his body language told her everything she wanted to know. -in that case, I hope you are not going to die. Good luck.- she said walking outside ready to go and try to have some good sleep.

Waking up the next morning felt like a task, her head was pouding so much that if she had too many thoughts her head was going to explode in milion pieces for the lack of space. Trying to stand up from her hammock without falling was another task she didn't know how she managed to carry out, her legs feeling like jelly pudding but she managed to stay on her feet and following the boys outside, after wearing a pair of sunglasses.

The duel started and Y/N wanted to go back on the ship. She didn't want to see Zoro lose, she believed Zoro was a strong fighter and very much the most talented swordsman she ever knew but if his opponent had decided to use a tiny sword that looked like more like a knife, there was a high chance his friend was going to die in the worst case scenario.

The first time the weapon inflicted a scar on Zoro, Y/N gasped and hold onto Usopp to not fall butt flat on the ground for the scare it gave her.

-Why don't you retreat?- Mihawk's voice was cold, dry of any type of emotion when he spoke to him.

-I can't.-

-He can't.- a whisper, taken away from the wind in an istant, not Usopp nor Luffy behind her heard what she said and she was glad. She didn't want to explain herself, not right now.

-Or my dream will be lost forever.- and this is when things got for the worse. The swordsman took out Yoru, the sword he carries on his back and there was a fraction of seconds after the collision between the weapons where it felt like time stopped for good. Then the glenging of Zoro's swords hitting the ground broken into pieces. Y/N gasped, holding tighter on her best friend's arm.

The green haired boy sheated his good sword in place, opened his arms to form a T with his whole body. Tension grew in the air, everyone knew what was going to happen.

While the rest of the crew gave a glance towards each other she couldn't. Her eyes, even if weakened by the bright sun rays, couldn't leave the form of the boy that was about to die in a second now.

-ZORO- Luffy was the first to react, in a second the boy with the straw hat was next to his first mate, hoping to not see him dying in his hands. The conversation him and Mihawk had came in and out Y/N ears, she was focused on praying for the boy to not die.

Usopp was next, he run to his friends' side, pulling her with him in the process, she tripped loosing the grip on his best friend and falling on the ground. Nami tried to help her up, asking if she was okay but she was just able to keep silent.

It was just like when she was a kid and her father had died; it was like when she was a little girl and saw his first friend die, it was as if death was following her wherever she was going collecting people she loved one after the other. Her nails became such an important thing to stare at, she couldn't stand the sight of the pirates around Zoro, trying to speak comforting words that he was going to be okay.

He is not going to be okay, she thought, how could he? He had lost already too much blood and the more they were staying there doing nothing the more he was going to be more on the other side.

It was Nami that brought everyone back to reality and started to shout orders left and right. She asked the boys to take Zoro from the arms while she and Y/N would hold him from the legs.

Everything became a race with time, the more they wasted the more likely was for Zoro to die of blood loss. The four of them put him on the table of the kitchen; Usopp started to run around trying to find some towels or everything that could come in handy; Nami checked on the wounds; Luffy started to space out, every type of noise started to fade out and Y/N didn't know what to do, once again in her life she didn't know how to save another life.

-Someone...- the (your hair color) haired girl knew what she had to do, if no one was of any help she had to find someone that could be. She sprinted outside heading back to the resturant, they had to have a doctor or some sort of thing, didn't they? If that was not the case she was just unlucky.

Entering the resturant she clumsly tried to remember where was the kitchen, the place wasn't that big but in her mental state it was going to be hard remembering her own name.

When she found the door she rushed in, getting the chef and waiter's attention. The blond guy smirked, ready to flirt with her but noticing the worried expression on her face he just asked her if everything was fine.

-Nothing is fine.-she catched her breath for a moment. -Zoro got... He has a very pretty bad sword wound we need a doctor.- please tell me there is one on board, please please please. Her eyes were staring at the owner of the establishment and her face dropped when he said that the closest one was two days from there. Just my luck.

-I can't help you. Hope your friend makes it.-

-No, please you have to help us, please. Maybe there is a doctor on...-

-Ehy, where do you think you're going?- she wanted to punch the chef, he was totally ignoring her call of help and cared more where his waiter was going than on the live or death situation she presented him.

-To help her friend.- said Sanji

-Brunch is not gonna prep itself.- he reminded him. She was totally going to punch him if he ignored once again what was happening.

-You always told me to feed anyone who's hungry.- she heard him saying while looking around the room. -I don't see how this is any different.- he added.

The owner of the resturant sighed, realizing that he had no other choice but try and do somethig to help the dying kid.

-Fine. Bring me my kitchen knives and a bottle of our best whiskey. And a fresh yellowtail from the cooler. Bigger the better.-he ordered and started walking outside. Sanji was confused, why would Zeff need a yellowtail? -Just do it already.-

Y/N walked them to the Merry and once she pointed the direction of the kitchen, she let them go in first. She wanted to stay away from there, she didn't want her bad luck to linger over Zeff while he worked on Zoro's wounds.

It had been some time since the two chefs came to stich the swordsman up so when she saw the chef leaving the kitchen she jumped on her feet asking how her friend was doing. Zeff assured her the guy was resting but only time could have told if he was going to live or not.

She walked inside meeting eyes with Usopp, Luffy stop tending on Wado and looked at her, giving the girl a forced smile, and she did the same. She was in no shape for smiling sincerely.

-How is he doing?-her tone was almost inaudible if it wasn't for the lack of noises.

-He is resting now, we are hoping for the best.-Usopp answered, she looked in the direction of Nami's room but then changed her mind. She didn't want for her bad luck to make things worse.

Usopp noticed. He always did. He had know her for a long time now and could read her like an open book. He knew what she had to go through, she had told him, trusting in his vow to not say a thing.

-You can go and talk to him. Maybe he would like to hear from a more gentle voice.- he joked.

-I heard that.- that made her laugh a little and she made a note to herself to thank her best friend for the joke.

-But...-he started again, Y/N stopped him, it was fine. She was going to stay in her room for the time being hoping that everything was going to get better.

-What's up with her?-Asked a worried Sanji looking the girl dissapearing from his view. After she had left the cook tried to get some info out the sniper but the man brushed it off lying that he wished to know as well.

Entering her room she locked herself in, not wanting people in for now, she wished for some alone time.

She went to the little desk and turned on the snail radio searching for a station worth listening to hear. Every station she picked were talking about some piracy activity around the East Blue or the New World, some had music but nothing that was of her taste. Her patience was running short, nothing was good enough, growing impatience she took the snail and throw it away.

The object made a loud noise that had been heard downstairs for sure, but she didn't care. She really didn't. She got herself under the blanket, cold running throught her body even tho the weather was pretty warm.

It took her nothing to fall asleep, and to be surrended by her nightmares coming back to make her sleep difficult. Between the faces that she was used to see screaming at her, putting the blame on her a new was added to the crowd: Zoro's. He wasn't talking like the others, he was silently looking at her dissapointment all over his features. Y/N tried to apologize, but words couldn't come out, they were stuck making her choke on air.

-Z...-nothing, her throat felt dry, like the ground back in Syrup Village during the drought. She felt powerless as usual. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, she wanted to apologize but it was hard when the only thing you can do is breath.

Breating, the only thing she was able to do was to breath but with time she found herself having an hard time doing that as well, dropping on the ground. Tears creeped out her eyes, watering her eye line but she tried her best to fight the urge to cry her eyes out.

She woke up covered in sweat and sighed asking herself when was she going to stop having nightmares or was she going to live like that forever? If that was the case she hoped the sea was going to take her as soon as possible, before she was going to lose her mind.

After a quick shower and a change of outfit she tippy toed outside her room making sure no one was around she headed to check on Zoro. She was happy to see they were alone in that moment.

She closed the door behind her and for a moment she pondered if it was a better idea go back to her room and stay there untill her friends were back, no she decided to keep Zoro company for a while. Maybe she didn't really know what to say, but the words were going to come at some point, wouldn't they?

She moved the chair closer to the bed he was resting on, glanced for a while his hand. Was oaky for her to hold it? Was he going to even feel it? She didn't know what to do, she had found herself in that position countless of times and yet it was just like the first time.

-Zeff told me it is a good idea to talk to you but honestly I don't even know what to say.- she thought she was sounding stupid, who on the seven seas starts a conversation like that? Her for sure. -Usopp hasn't always been my best friend, I had one before I met him. She was older than me, not much older, just two years of diference.- she smiled. -I was new to Miro Village. The first two months she was really mean to me so I would avoid her most of the times, even thought she would find ways to bully me so I gave up. She did everything in her power to make me upset, she blamed everything on me to get me in trouble like that one time she stole an entire cart of fruits and told the major it was my fault. He had to call in my parents, they wanted to talk to my dad about my behaviour but little they know he was dead. He had died some weeks prior I moved there, the journey wasn't that long since I used to live nearby but no one knew, how could they? Is not like I talked about it nor anyone cared to ask why a lonely little girl walked miles to get there, they were just happy there was someone doing the jobs no one wanted. She apologized for how she treated me but to be honest with you it wasn't that important, she was the only one that paid attention to me, yes you might argue it was not the best way but when you are a kid that goes unnoticed you kinda of like it when someone talks to you, even if is just to make fun of you.- she took a deep breath, now it came the hard part. -We started to get closer and closer until one day pirates raided the village, they took her because she was trying to protect little ol' me. They killed her on the spot and I was going to follow her if it wasn't for a random citizen pumbing into the pirate. It gave me the window to run away and I found shelter in Syrup Village where I met Usopp. Sometimes I see her in my dreams, she is always mad at me because I ran away and I didn't help her, sometimes I think back at...-

Someone was on board, she could tell, checking who was she felt safe seeing her captain. Luffy walked past her ignoring her presence, not because he didn't like her, for all the seas if that was the case she couldn't even have thought on putting a single foot on his ship, the captain had to fix the problem first thing first.

-Hey, Zoro. You sure missed a big fight. Those fishman guys were though. You would have loved it.- she smiled, knowing that was 100% so true. -...great dinner. All of us sitting around together, listening to Usopp's stories. Only I kinda messed it up. And now I lost Nami.- schock was painted all over Y/N, what was he talking about? Losing Nami? How? When? Why?

-...but I know what to say now, and is so simple. I need you, Zoro. I need you to wake up.- the girl felt ashemed, she wasn't able to say those simple words, indeed went on about her childhood friend that died to protect her. She was glad that her captain got the courage to say those words.

-You gonna keep talking, or let me get some sleep? Geez, you people really like to talk uhm?- Luffy jumped on top of Zoro, Y/N was only able to stare at the two boys in front of her. He was alive, how? She was pretty sure he was done for. She thanked whoever decided to let him live.

Luffy hugged his first mate, making him groan out of pain.

-Luffy, Luffy get off you are hurting him.- the girl said and before she could help the straw hat pirate down he was already on his feet.

She was now standing next to Luffy, looking at Zoro with a small smile on her face.

-I had the strangest dream that Nami left.-

-She did.-

-What do you mean she did? Why?-

-It's my fault. She left...- he started but Zoro cut him off.

-No, you didn't do anything wrong. You acted like a captain.- Luffy couldn't understand, if he did actually act like a captain, why was the crew falling apart more and more? -No, it's not. I, Roronoa Zoro, vow to stand by your side from now until the end. Until we find the One Piece or die trying.- he kept on with his vow and Y/N could only admire the boy for that. She started thinking if she was in any position to vow eternal loyalty or if her presence on the Going Merry was just temporary, she hoped not for the latter.

-so what do you say?-

-What?-

-Do you want to be part of my crew as a loyal member?-she was taken aback, no one had ever asked for her opinion on important metters, she grew up following orders. If she was told to do something her only concern was to carry on the task, no question asked, but now? Now she was given the chance to choose: eaither stay on board and become a part of the Straw Hat pirates, or leave and starting fresh a new life somewhere else.

-If you accept me, I'll be honored to follow you and protect this crew and the one in needs.-

-Of course I accept you, why would have I asked to join in the first place? Now...- the three of them got interrupted by Usopp screaming and happy to see his friend awake.

-I wasn't worried for a second.-

-Yeah, not worried at all, in fact I was the one...-

-HE IS ALIVE.-he said raising with such force his hand and Zoro's in the process, making the wounded guy groan out of pain.

-LUFFY STOP. - she separeted the two, taking Zoro's hand in hers. -For all the seas, you are going to give him an embaracing death one of those days I am telling you.- she was still holding his hand when the green haired swordsman cleared his throat to get her attention. -Sorry.-

-So, now what we do? Plot a curse to the Grand Line?-

-No, not yet.- was his answer.

-But I thought we were going after the One Piece?-

-We are, but we can't do it without our whole crew.- she smiled, knowing exactly where he was going with that. First mission before heading to the Grand Line: getting Nami back.

-Great, now you two start getting everything ready. I am going to change his bandage.-

-I can do...-the captain started.

-I am not leaving the first mate under your care. You keep treating him like a doll. Now please let get ready to leave.

-I can do it myself.- he groaned trying his best to stand up, but failed.

-dude, you can't even seat without help. Now shut up and let me help you.- he let a small "fine" not sure about the whole situation but it was either that or groaning every two seconds. And as much as his ego screamed at him that it wasn't to be that bad, he gave up and thought that maybe he really needed a little bit of help.

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simonrillleyyysss · 2 months

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soap and gaz fawning over and doting on angel!reader…. they just think she’s the prettiest!! they love to pet her wings and play with her hair😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫and she can’t understand why their touches make her feel all fuzzy and tingly

ughhh!!!

cw; implied nonconsensual touching/groping at the end!!

angel is so sweet, too considerate and humble to say no when soap asks to neaten out your pretty wings, helping you preen them with his thick fingers, complimenting you throughout! he’s so nice to you, giving you little trinkets he finds—like a crow to a nest, bringing you back pretty rocks and watching your lips part in adoration!

‘oh—that one is so shiny!’

‘aye? found it jest’ fer’ y, gorgeous.’

‘let me put it with the others.’

if something reminds you of him, he’s immediately bringing it to you—golden retriever much?? jack russell? literally a working dog. see, get, bring.

gaz loves playing with your hair—it feels so supernatural!(it is, in some sense,) he’s obsessed! constantly braiding it while you’re all in the common area, sitting watching a movie? he’s putting the hair into pretty plaits, or twirling loose strands around his fingers while you and price are talking.

‘you have amazing hair, angel.’

‘oh—thank you, garrick!’

even better when they’re both there, mactavish helping you zip up the back of your dress for the formal event, kyle making you tie his tie for him:((

you think there’s something wrong when your clit starts throbbing at the constant doting!! kyle could pat your thigh encouragingly and you would pray that night about the lustful thoughts, or if johnny kissed your cheek appreciatively after teaching him how to do skincare?? you’re panicking!!

when kyles hands start groping at your breasts while he leans over your shoulder to pull mactavish into a sloppy kiss, spit and tongue—and johnnys cock humps against your clothed arse, why are you acting shocked? didn’t you want this? don’t try n push them away now, sugar!

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waitingonher · 11 months

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Hi can you do some Percy Jackson x Hades Child hc?

percy jackson dating a child of hades

pairing: percy jackson x child of hades!reader

content warning: cursing

word count: 780

author's note: sorry this one's a bit shorttt

a son of poseidon and a child of hades? ANOTHER POWER COUPLE.

everyone knows not to mess with either one of you, or else they’re in for a doozy.

percy’s always making sure that you’re not overworking yourself. he saw what it did to nico, so he for sure does not want that happening to you too.

he’ll usually ask in more subtle and casual ways like “training was rough yesterday, how’d you sleep?” or “the lunch selection was good today, what’d you think?”

it may be overbearing to some, but percy honestly can’t help it. the very last thing he wants is you being too hard on yourself.

when you two first started dating, you guys—for some reason—decided to make gardening your little thing together?? but when you had accidentally killed them with your aura, you and percy decided to go forward with something a little less…alive.

LOL so now your guys’ little thing is baking!!

somehow chiron allowed you and him to use the camp kitchen??

anyways, you guys are pretty much pro bakers now! well, if you ignore the time when percy mistook the salt for sugar, then you guys are basically pros.

you reach your hand out to your boyfriend, “perce, pass me a cookie.” “here,” he passes you a cookie while grabbing himself one, “on the count of three?” you nod and begin counting, “one, two, three.” taking a bite of the warm cookie, you both immediately realize something’s wrong. the cookie tastes…salty? you see percy’s eyes widen as you two make a dash towards the sink. “oh my gods! why is it salty?” percy screeches, the chewed up cookie muffling his voice. after what felt like years of rinsing your mouth, the unpleasant salty taste had left your mouth, “babe, you were in charge of the dry ingredients...so did you use the salt instead of the sugar?” percy’s eyes widen to the size of saucers, “no…i’m not that stupid. look,” he grabs the plastic container and turns it around, only to reveal the label that reads ‘salt’, "oh…yeah, that’s my bad.”

considering the reputation your dad has, percy’s always looking out for you. but don’t get me wrong, everyone at camp could not give less of a shit about your dad, but it’s the newcomers he worries about.

some of the new kids are so bold??? but don’t worry, cuz you and percy ALWAYS find ways to humble them.

percy’s the type of bf to have almost anything you may need on hand. you need a hair tie? he’s pulling one off his wrist. your lips are chapped? he’s taking out his aquaphor.

he loves seeing you use your powers, because like…pretty gf who has cool powers over the dead?? what is there not to love??

sometimes when you two are training, you’ll look out the corner of your eye to see your boyfriend just staring at you? percy has ZERO shame and will stare at you whenever he feels like it.

whenever you guys have sleepovers, he always makes sure you fall asleep before him. it’s more of a comfort thing for him. percy just sleeps better knowing that you’re already sleeping.

normally he’s a pretty light sleeper, but around you, he’s an even lighter sleeper. he just wants to make sure that he’ll be awake to comfort you in case you have any particularly alarming dreams.

when you two eat, he never fails to save and offer the last bite to you. but percy doesn’t want you to feel bad about you eating his last bite, so he just nonchalantly offers it to you.

movie nights with percy!!!

you’d make him watch all the classic horror movies. shit talking the ones with bad acting and graphics is your guys’ favorite pastime.

“oh my gods,” percy groans for the umpteenth time, “i swear, it’s probably a mortal who made this movie. they can’t even get the stupid ghosts to look right.” you laugh at percy’s passion for complaining, “literally! okay but can they get some other guy to play the main character?”

at this point, you two should make your own horror movie because you’re too busy making fun of them instead of actually enjoying them.

you also made percy watch tusk…

ever since watching it, he can’t look at walruses the same. (me too percy)

gods forbid he runs into one in the ocean.

percy also has a cork board in his cabin with a shit ton of polaroids on it jdfsksd

they range from pictures with you to pictures of the sunsets.

but if you pay attention, you’ll find that the majority of the photos include you in them <33

#percy jackson #percy jackson x reader #percy jackson x y/n #percy jackson fluff #percy jackson fic #heroes of olympus x reader #pjo x reader #hoo x reader #pjo hoo toa #percy jackson and the olympians #heroes of olympus

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asuyaka · 6 months

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I saw that you write for BSD, so can I request a Dazai x Male Reader(could be gn too, I'm fine with whatever) where the reader is also a detective from ADA and they are bloody rich and they love giving Dazai the royal treatment? I'm talking about carrying his stuff for him, buying whatever he wants without even needing to ask for it, paying for literally everything, making him snacks that they know he will like, opening doors for him, letting him walk on the safer side of the street, giving him flowers, playing with his hair, changing his bandages for him, carrying him around when he doesn't want to use his legs, showering him with kisses and compliments, praising him for his work and constantly expressing how proud they are of him, the whole nine yards.

I just want that man to get some good pampering, heaven knows he needs it.

★ - aaaa!!! 'm sooo glad 'm gettin BSD reqs!! >_< dazai isn't really 'm cup of tea, but 'm think he's okay ! (≧∇≦)ﾉ

☆ - Dazai Osamu x GN! Reader — Can be read as Male reader!

♡ - It's 'm first time tryin' ta write kissin' scenes 'n stuff so please tell me if it's good! Constructive criticism is heavily 'ppreciated! ( •̀ ω •́ )y

It's not an understatement to say you're wealthy. You've worked hard to get where you are now, been through your fair share of trauma to finally live a somewhat stable life in the ADA.

Someone as wealthy as you with no family members to spoil should have someone to make feel worthy, right?

You do. Your best friend, and somehow boyfriend, Dazai Osamu, and his ever-so-concerning suicidal tendencies.

You love him more than anything, as cheesy as that may sound. And you spoil him to make sure he knows that too. Sure, Kunikida may call it a waste of money, but what will you do with it? You're happy in your quaint little ADA-issued dorm room, and sure people might berate you for not buying a million-dollar mansion but that's a waste of money.

You might be millions upon millions of yen wealthy, but you're humble with it.

Not with your spending on Dazai but... he's your boyfriend, who cares?

You walk into the main ADA office with a bright smile on your face. Not that your expression is visible, there's a massive array of flowers covering it.

"[Name] is doing it again," Yosano says as she rolls her eyes. She was the one who with her expert wingman skills, brought you and Dazai together and you'll always be greatful for that.

You wave at Atsushi who was always front and center at you and Dazai's 'gross lovey-dovey actions' as Tanizaki says.

Atsushi gets up, knocking on the Director's door. "Dazai-san, [Name]-san is here for you."

You shift the bouquet from your center to your left side, hiding an array of gifts in the bag you bought as well.

Dazai walks out of the Director's office, hands in his pockets as he pats Atsushi's head. "Alright, what is it this—" His eyes widen when they meet yours.

This isn't the first time you've given Dazai gifts that were obviously expensive. There was a time when you gave him a car and quickly learned how horrible of a driver he was so you weren't making that mistake ever again.

"All of this is for... me?" Dazai points at himself exasperatedly, his eyes wandering around your frame. The bouquet was almost twice your size, full to the brim with pink flowers— flowers he could easily recognize.

They were Camelllias. Flowers that meant love.

"Come, come! There's more for you." You beamed, putting the flowers down and handing him the bag.

Naomi was curious about what was in it the second you walked past the reception, Kenji, was just a naturally curious person.

Dazai pulls out a sharkitty plush. There were two of them, one in black and another in grey. "Oh, they're matching! I thought they looked cute so—"

"They're amazing— you're amazing." Dazai breathes out, a soft tint of red on his face.

Ranpo makes an overexaggerated gagging noise, leaning back against his chair with a lollipop in his mouth.

"I can easily stop supplying you with candy."

Ranpo takes that as an easy warning, immediately going back to doing his work.

"I have a date reserved for us if you aren't busy?" Your voice comes out sheepishly as if it's your first time asking Dazai out. In front of his co-workers it is, but with the amount of PDA you two do, asking him out shouldn't be this embarrassing.

"Crabs?"

"Who do you think I am? Of course, they have crabs."

Dazai smiles, grabbing the bouquet and letting you lead the way. You two begin walking, bidding farewell to your co-workers as you speed up a bit, opening the door for him.

"Ughh— just get out already! No one wants to see you two fawn over each other!" Ranpo yells from his chair. You hear Dazai laugh as he waves one final goodbye, glad he doesn't have to do anymore work, and glad he gets to spend time with you— his partner.

You close the door shut, grabbing the stuff from Dazai's arms so he doesn't have to carry anything. He pressed a kiss on your cheek. He loves you, so so much.

"You didn't have to spend so much on me, you know?" He says softly as he stuffs his hands in his pockets again.

"I don't care about my spending when they come to you, Dazai. I've told you this before, anything you want I'll get it for you. You're my boyfriend, and I love you. What more of a reason do I need?"

Dazai's cheeks burn bright. He's never been the one on the receiving end of flirting, but that all changed when he met you.

He's never felt love, romantic at least, until you came into his life.

He wishes you met Odasaku, you two would've gotten along. "I-I know, you're just—"

"Amazing? Perfect? Stunning? Ooo, maybe you're gonna call me beautiful!" You fill in for him, a cheeky grin on your face as you open the car door for him.

You put your gifts in the backseat, settling in the driver's seat with an adorning smile on your face. "Reward your doting partner with a kiss?"

Dazai rolls his eyes but brings his bandaged hand to your cheek. Your lips meet his in the middle and your hand rests atop his. The kiss was slow, your lips pressed against his like they were made for each other— like you two were made for each other.

You break the kiss in a pant, looking at Dazai with nothing short of fondness in your eyes. "You're great, you're so amazing Dazai."

"Shut up and kiss me."

You comply, now leaning over him as your lips press together, your teeth clacked against his. Dazai's tongue twirled with yours, pressing against the roof of your mouth, his hands settling on your hips as a groan left his mouth, your knee resting in the middle of his legs.

"HAVE SOME DECENCY YOU TWO!"

The two of you separated, looking at the voice with short breaths. Kunikida was standing in front of your windshield, an exasperated look on his face.

You wave an apology, fixing yourself up and sitting back in the driver's spot.

"You okay?" You ask quietly, you and Dazai's hand still intertwined.

"Dinner, right?"

You nod, pressing a final kiss on his cheek as you buckle him and then yourself. "I love you."

Dazai smiles, grabbing the black sharkitty plush from the back, and leaving it in his lap. "I have a crush on you." He says bluntly, his hands scratching the fur on the plushie's body.

You roll your eyes at Dazai's odd way of saying he loves you, but that's just how he is, and you couldn't have him any other way.

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[part three] to build a home - gojo satoru

word count: 3.6k warnings: !!manga spoilers!! swearing, jjk-verse style fighting series summary: when (y/n) (y/l/n) catches wind that the notorious sorcerer killer, toji fushiguro, has children, she makes it her personal mission to find them. the catch being she couldn't tell a soul about them- the risk of the zen'in clan learning about them was too great. keeping the secret isn't the hard part, it's lying to her friends, shoko ieiri, geto suguru, and of course gojo satoru, that she struggles with. especially when satoru has suddenly become so keen on keeping an eye on her lately.

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[part three] : "Learning To Lie"

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“I never thought I’d see the Gojo Satoru get soft,” Shoko’s giggling as she took a drag of her cigarette. Her shoulders shake and her eyes close as she beams at the thought. “It’s only a matter of time now until you dye that stupid hair too, huh?” She suggests, blowing out the smoke in her lungs.

Suguru’s head is thrown back in laughter, happily partaking in the tease-fest.

“I think black would be cooler. Like mine” He says.

Shoko coos and hums in agreement, looking back at Gojo as if to picture a new look in her mind.

“I’m not coloring my hair, idiots,” He mutters, turning away from them and waving a dismissive hand. “I look perfect”

Suguru snorts at how humble his best friend was.

“So you admit you’ve grown a little soft spot for our resident (y/n)?” He asks, a muse in his tone as he shares a look with Shoko.

“We’ve always been friends. I don’t know why you’re having a giggle parade over us hanging out. I hang out with you guys all the time, you think I’m in love with you?”

Shoko purses her lips, passing her cigarette to Suguru.

“Yes,” She says, decidedly. “But I think you like (y/n) better”

Satoru has to fight the urge to defend himself too much, because he knows if he argues with them too much, their suspicions will only be raised tenfold.

“She’s definitely better company than you two right now” He grumbles, leaning back against the wall.

He wasn’t even a smoker, but when Shoko and Suguru would head off for a cigarette break, more often than not he’d follow. Sometimes (y/n) would be here. And when she was, he could focus his attention on messing with her. Otherwise when it was just these two, they ganged up against him.

Speaking of-

“Where is (y/n) anyways?” Satoru asks.

Shoko and Suguru share another suggestive look, chuckling to themselves. Satoru wasn’t sure when they took such entertainment in meddling with his love life, but it was starting to irritate him. All the looks, and the giggling, it was going to drive him crazy.

“She said something about having to go to a bookstore in town,” Shoko said. “Sounded boring”

“Miss your little training buddy already?” Suguru asks.

“She went to town by herself?” Satoru frowned.

“Relax, she literally just needed a book,” Shoko says, taking her cigarette back from Suguru. “I think she’s capable of a little errand”

“I didn’t mean it like that,” He sighs. “It’s just weird that she’d go alone. We all had the day free”

“Then go hang out with her if you want” Shoko suggests.

“Yeah, then we can talk about you guys” Suguru pipes up.

They’re laughing amongst themselves again, and Satoru thinks it’s not such a bad idea. Kicking off the wall, he raises his hand in a peace sign and leaves without a word.

He can still hear their childish giggles as he walks away. ___

Breaking into the elementary school once it had closed and the staff had left for the day had been easy enough. In fact, it was probably the easiest part of her whole investigation, which was odd since it was the first actual crime (y/n) had committed.

Not that commiting said crime fazed her too much. She was doing this for the greater good after all.

The tricky part was finding what she was looking for. The filing cabinets in the administrator’s office took up an entire wall, so finding two student’s information was going to take a minute.

She raised her phone’s flashlight and quickly began to read the labels on each cabinet.

Payroll. Emergency Contacts. Lunch Schedules. Event Budgeting.

And then finally, Student Files.

With a grin, she quickly pulled open the first drawer with this label, and went flipping through the alphabetized files.

Just as she found where F was filed, her phone buzzed.

She nearly dropped it from the surprise, before she quickly silenced her ringtone, cursing whoever needed to call her right now. Didn’t they know she was trying not to get caught literally breaking and entering?

Well, no, no one did. Maybe she should have turned her phone to silent before she broke in.

Seeing that it was Satoru calling, she knew better than to decline, so with a sigh, she answered, pressing her phone between her shoulder and her ear.

“Hey!” He greeted her happily. “What’re you up to?”

She told Shoko she was shopping today. So she had to stick to her story and tell him the same thing.

“I’m in town, what’s up?” She replied, keeping it short.

“Nothing. Want company? Suguru and Shoko are being annoying and I kind of feel like avoiding them,” He tells her.

Her heart feels warm that he wanted to spend time with her, but she bites her lip and tries to find a reason why he couldn’t come see her.

“We could grab lunch. Or if you’ve already eaten we can get ice cream. Either way my treat”

(y/n) smiles to herself.

“That’s sweet, Satoru, but,” She hesitates, eyes wandering through the files in front of her. “I already ate, and I’m still looking for that pair of headphones I saw online,”

It’s quiet for a minute on his end, and she hopes she hasn’t hurt his feelings.

“But thank you for thinking of me. We can hang out tomorrow, or something, if you have time”

“Sure,” He replies, but his voice sounds off. Almost rigid. “Bye”

With that, he hangs up on her. (y/n) frowns as she pulls her phone from her ear, seeing the call end and her lock screen wallpaper light up. She can only hope that he isn’t too upset.

She drops the thought quickly, and goes back to thumbing through the file folders.

It’s a matter of seconds before she finds what she’s looking for. Fushiguro.

She snatches the file, her face split in a grin. Victory!

With great haste she flipped through every page, snapping a photo of each one. Once finished, she carefully placed everything back where she found it, slid out the window she’d so craftily unlocked when she’d broken in, closed it behind her, and left the scene.

If committing crime really was that easy, she wonders why more people don’t do it.

Maybe she’d keep that thought to herself.

As she casually slipped herself into the crowd of people, eyes glued to her phone as she studied the photos of the files she’d just stolen, she completely missed a familiar figure approaching.

“(y/n)?”

Her eyes darted up, face paling slightly, surprised that anyone had recognized her.

And there was Haibara Yu, with that infamous cheery smile and a wave as he approached her. He was in street clothes, and a small bag was held at his side.

“Yu!” Her voice came out a little louder than intended from her surprise. She cleared her throat, and hoped that he didn’t find her acting strange. “What’re you up to today?”

“Just needed to get a gift for my sister,” He said, holding up the shopping bag in his hand. “Her birthday is next weekend”

“Sweet of you,” (y/n) smiled at the gesture. “Tell her I said happy birthday”

Yu nods, and she knows that despite having never met his sister- who probably didn’t know who she was- that he would relay the message. He was a good guy like that, always putting people’s happiness first. (y/n) admired that about the second year.

“So, what are you up to?” He asks.

She knows the question isn’t meant to be interrogative, that he’s genuinely curious about her day. (y/n) bristles nonetheless.

“Just some shopping” She shrugs, trying to be as casual as she could, so as not to raise any suspicion.

Although now that she thinks about it, and sees his kind smile as he talks to her, she thinks that she could never make him suspicious of her. Yu was a grade younger than her, so it wasn’t often that they crossed paths. Only in the halls of Jujutsu Tech, or if they happened to be working out at the same time. But Yu had always made a point to talk to her, to befriend her and treat her well. She’d found it endearing, how his kindness poured out of him, even when he was running late and Kento would be pulling him by the collar of his shirt, dragging him away, he’d always bid her goodbye with the well wish of having a good day.

Thinking about it now, (y/n) wondered if he had a little crush on her, or if he was always that pleasant with everyone. She smiles warmly at the thought, either way.

“Well, uh, do you want any company?” The dark haired boy asks, his hand raising to the back of his neck nervously. “I’m all wrapped up, I don’t mind joining you, if- if you want”

For a brief moment- so fleeting the thought left as soon as it presented itself- she wondered if Gojo had sent him. After their strange phone call, she couldn’t help but notice Yu had asked the same question as Satoru after all.

She brushed off the paranoid idea quickly. Yu was too kind to be sent as a spy. Besides, she hadn’t been so shady in her excuses to Satoru to result in him sending an informer her way, she was certain.

“You’re too kind,” (y/n) flashed a dazzling smile. “But I’m just about wrapped up myself, I was just going to get something, uh, a bit private, if you don’t mind,” She feigns bashfulness as she averts her eyes after telling him her errand.

Yu’s face drops and his ears turn a light shade of pink, and (y/n) mentally applauds herself for having succeeded in making him believe her little lie.

“Oh- oh, right, of course,” The boy stammered. “Will you be long? I could wait for you, so you don’t have to walk back alone”

“That’s alright, it’s my last stop,” (y/n) says, waving a dismissive hand in front of her. “No need to worry about me”

Yu nods, tucking his hands into his pockets as he lowers his gaze, hiding the disappointment in his features.

“If you insist,” He says. “I know your friends would be upset with me if I didn’t even offer,”

You’re probably right, (y/n) thinks as she chuckles quietly.

“And I don’t need Gojo beating me up for leaving you out here alone”

“He wouldn’t do such a thing,” (y/n) says with certainty. “I’m not a stranger to Tokyo. And I can handle myself just fine,”

She begins to pass by him, patting his shoulder in a friendly manner as she does.

“Have a safe walk back” She tells him.

“Yeah. You too” Yu smiles, giving her a small wave as he walks off in the direction he was heading before he’d run into her.

(y/n) checks over her shoulder a few moments later, just to be sure that he was going back to the school, and he wasn’t following her. Her eyes scan the small crowd of people wandering the sidewalks and peeking into shops. When she doesn’t see the familiar student, her mind is at ease, and she goes back to her phone.

With the address of Megumi and Tsumiki Fushiguro’s home displayed before her, she follows her map. ___

“I saw (y/n) while I was in town” Yu mentions, picking at the box of food before him.

Kento, sat across from him at the table they shared, looked up from his own meal. This wasn’t a casual mention. It never was when he talked about (y/n). It was almost getting tiring, hearing his friend go into that dreamy voice as he shares the most meaningless interaction he’d had with the third year girl.

“That so?” He replied anyway. Might as well get it over with.

“Yeah,” Yu hummed in delight, the smile on his face was glued there. “She was shopping”

So interesting, Kento thinks bitterly, but he doesn’t dare say it out loud. Yu’s crush on the older sorcerer might have been a bit far-fetched, but he was a good friend, so if he wanted to gush about her, he’d listen.

“Surprised you didn’t stay in town with her,” Kento says instead. “Seemed like a good opportunity for one-on-one time, hm?”

“I know. I offered,” Yu sighs. “But she was- uh- kinda busy” He chuckles nervously.

Kento raises a brow, silently asking what that was all about. Yu rubs the nape of his neck.

“She said she was shopping for something private” He confesses.

Kento hums, finally turning his attention back to his lunch.

“Whatever that means”

“I didn’t ask,” Yu shrugs his shoulders. “I didn’t want to overstep”

It’s quiet for a minute as the pair nibble on their food. Yu’s mind was buzzing with thoughts of the girl he’d run into, how pretty she looked in her street clothes, how kindly she spoke and smiled. His eyes glazed over as he got lost in his thoughts. He almost didn’t hear the footsteps of a third year approaching the table.

“Hey, you gonna pass out?”

Yu blinked until his vision of reality was restored, looking up to see Gojo Satoru leaning over the table, overly-invading both Yu’s and Kento’s personal space as he grinned at the daydreaming boy.

“He’s fine,” Kento muttered, leaning back from the table a bit to put some distance between him and the overbearing Six Eyes user. “He’s just daydreaming about (y/n)”

Behind his sunglasses, Satoru blinks, his eyes twitching in the slightest. But the ridiculous grin he wore didn’t falter as he continued to stare down the younger boy.

(Had Yu seen the jealous look in the eyes of Gojo Satoru himself, he probably would have pissed his pants)

“That so?” Satoru asks. His voice was steady, almost too steady, and Yu swallows nervously, nodding his head. “Didn’t know you had a little crush on our little hex”

Curiously, Nanami eyes the way Gojo keeps his expression and demeanor remain perfectly rigid. He’d barely moved a muscle, even as he spoke, he did so through that psychotic grin. It was easy to see through this act. He wondered if Yu thought the same.

“I- I dunno if I’d call it a- a crush,” Yu stammers. “I was j-just telling Nanami that I’d run into her earlier”

That made Gojo drop the false grin on his face, his brows suddenly furrowing. Suddenly, he leaned back, out of the younger sorcerer’s personal space.

“Just now?” He asked.

Yu nodded his head in an anxious fashion, too nervous to open his mouth. Nanami had said enough on his behalf to make the white haired sorcerer all too interested in their conversation.

“In town?” Satoru clarified.

Yu nodded again.

“Y-yeah,” He stumbled over his words. “She was shopping”

I know that. Satoru’s teeth grind together to keep him from spitting out an attitude he doesn’t mean.

“Ah, Yu,” He shook his head, chuckling.

His demeanor had returned to it’s usual teasing presentation, but Yu’s anxiety remained on high alert. This whole interaction was making his stomach churn, like he’d done something wrong and he hoped Gojo wouldn’t find out. Although, he’s not very sure what mistake he had made.

“Couldn’t have been a gentleman and walked my girl home for me?”

Finally, Yu’s brain caught up with where Nanami’s was. This wasn’t anger, he realized. This was jealousy.

That was much, much worse.

Yu feared for his life.

“I- I didn’t- she was- I wasn’t trying to-”

“Mhm, of course,” Gojo nods, and reaches out to place a hand on the boy’s shoulder. Yu shuts his mouth instantly, his eyes wide as saucers as he stares directly at him. “Don’t worry, I’m just pulling your leg a little” Gojo chuckles.

Yu huffs out a nervous laugh himself, trying to catch his breath and slow down his rapidly beating heart.

Nanami continues to sit in silence, watching the whole display with the eyes of a hawk.

“Okay,” Yu breathes out once he’s calmed down a little inside. “She just had something private to shop for, I was trying to be, ya’know, considerate”

The twitch in Satoru’s eye was starting to get annoying. Private? He latched onto the word. First she tells Shoko she’s book shopping. Then gives him some bullshit excuse about headphones. And now Yu is here telling him a third thing that didn’t match up in his head. His finger began to tap against Yu’s shoulder, before he pulled his hand off, shoving it into his pocket.

“Of course you were, you little gentleman,” He pulls out his teasing tone. “But do me a favor, Haibara?”

“Sure?”

Before he can say anything, Geto Suguru enters the room, calling Gojo’s attention. The man turns away from Yu for a moment, holding his finger up to his friend, and then turning back to the younger sorcerer.

“Next time,” He says in a chipper tone that seemed like anything but. “Try to do the right thing, and walk her home, yeah?”

He was sure to lower his shades so that his eyes could pierce right through Yu’s soul.

Yu chokes on air, nodding his head at an aggressive speed.

“Of course. I will. I’m sorry”

Gojo claps his hand on his shoulder one more time.

“Have a good lunch, guys!” He gives the pair a friendly wave before heading back over to Suguru.

Yu’s jaw drops as he finally looks over to Nanami, fear deep in his eyes.

“Why would you tell him that?” He squeaked out. “I thought he was going to kill me!”

Nanami shrugged, taking a bite of his food, chewing thoughtfully.

“How was I to know he had a thing for her?” He muttered.

Suguru had only seen a little bit of Satoru’s interaction with the second years, but he’d seen enough to know something was up.

As they walked out of the dining hall, he supposed he could indulge in a little drama.

“So, what was that about?” He mused, an eager smile on his lips. “Not like you to threaten a kid like Haibara”

“I wasn’t threatening him” Satoru brushed off the comment, adjusting his sunglasses to sit properly on his nose.

“Could’ve fooled me”

“You see (y/n) at all today?” Satoru changed the subject.

Suguru raised a brow, although his friend was ignoring his look.

“No” He replied.

The white haired sorcerer let out a huff.

“That what this is about? (y/n)?”

Satoru doesn’t say anything.

“So it is,” Suguru grins. “What is it this time? She take a liking to Haibara?”

“He saw her in town” Gojo finally gives him something to work with, but Suguru raises his brows, surprised that his little display of dominance was over something so mundane.

“Yes, well. Other people who have eyes will probably look at her,” Suguru remarks.

Satoru looks over at him with a dull glare behind his shades.

“Don’t you think you probably scared poor Haibara over nothing?”

“He said she told him she was shopping. For something private”

This explanation does nothing to give Suguru an understanding on why his friend was acting more unhinged than usual.

“You think maybe it’s time to take a break from all these missions you’ve been accepting?” He asks, half-sarcastically. “I think your head’s gettin’ a little messed up”

“She told Shoko that she was shopping for a book,” Satoru ignores the comment. “And when I called her, she told me she was shopping for headphones. Something she saw online, I guess,”

Suguru doesn’t say anything this time. He still thinks Satoru might be overreacting a bit, but clearly, he was having a full on episode over this.

“And then I find Yu, who says she was shopping for something private, and that was why she didn’t want him joining her”

His brows are furrowed in a knot as he processes all the information he’d just shared with Suguru. It was all so strange. (y/n) wasn’t one to lie, mostly because she wasn’t very good at it. But her shady behavior today puzzled him greatly.

“Satoru,” Suguru stops in his tracks, turning to look at his friend directly. “(y/n) isn’t a liar. She sucks at it”

“Yeah, I know-”

“So do you think, maybe, she was out shopping for all of those things?” He suggests, like it’s some genius idea he’d just had. “And maybe she just wanted a little alone time? Maybe she didn’t want Haibara’s company, and that’s why she sent him away?”

“I mean, maybe, but-”

“You’re overworking your head. It’s not good for you,” Suguru chuckles. “I’m surprised it hasn’t popped right off yet”

Satoru rolls his eyes dramatically.

“I didn’t know it was a crime to be worried about a friend-”

“You’re worried about her because you’re jealous that Yu has a massive crush on her” Suguru barks out a laugh.

“You knew that?”

“Everyone knows that,” Suguru replies. “But if you’re so worried, if (y/n) returned his affections, don’t you think she would’ve done something about it by now?” He suggested. “Exactly,” He spoke again before Satoru could begrudgingly agree. “They’re just friends. So don’t go around scaring the under-classmen because you got a little jealous. It’s not a good look on you”

“Everything’s a good look on me,” Satoru cheekily clicks his tongue. “And I’m not jealous of a second year”

Suguru scoffs in disbelief, shaking his head as he turns to continue their walk.

The bastard was jealous of anyone who looked at (y/n) in any way. Yu was lucky to have his life. ___

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amostnobleyandere · 1 year

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Yandere! Scaramouche x GN! Reader

summary: reader lives in a small town and hates it, scara drops by, and then they get kidnapped.

A/N: tiny-whiny, teeny-weeny lil ficlet!

!!! do not read if you are not comfortable with yandere content !!!

warning(s): YANDERE, yandere content, kidnapping, toxic relationship, unhealthy relationship, forced affection, forced marriage, scara has a bad temper and is irritated af literally all the time, mention of blood and gore for two seconds

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people in your little village had always told you that your reckless behavior would lead to something dangerous. something that you wouldn’t be able to handle. the warnings had been thrown at you throughout the years, but never seemed to have any effect on your behavior.

in fact, they had warned you about him before you had even met. the second he came into town, actually. he was the fatui harbinger that walked across nations like he owned them, looked at people as if they were weeds at his feet, and spit burning words with an acid coated tongue. he was shrewd and had an explosive temper that matched his arrogant personality. he spilt blood without care, laying battlefields in rivers of crimson. he was not merciful, not kind, and you were certain there were no traits that could have possibly redeemed him as a man, much less a human, now that you knew he was made from clay and paint rather than flesh and blood.

it was just a way to have a little fun; that’s how it had started, and that’s how you had rationalized it. for once in your life, you were flirtatious, bold with reckless abandon, and charmingly lovely with a man, doing your best to grab his attention. the only appeal of trying to form a relationship with him came from the fact that he was a harbinger and had seen the world, something that you had always dreamed about; it mattered little to you that he was cross and sarcastic, as long as there was a possibility that he would let you see the world outside of the quaint huts and humble farmland that you grew up in

you did recognize that you were practically walking to your death; you really did. you weren’t so stupid to think that pestering a harbinger, someone so desensitized to human suffering, blood and gore alike, would leave you with no consequences.

but, you had lived in a small town in the secluded countryside, with homely people and an itch to see the unknown. your life felt repetitive, stuck, and it nearly drove you mad. so yes, when one of the harbingers of the Tsarita, a god among mortals, suddenly lodged himself into the boring domesticity of some random no-name town on secret business, you became a little overexcited. for once, something big was making waves in your life, with the violet haired man at the center of it all. the rush went to your head quickly, and you found yourself playing a game that had dire consequences if (when) you lost.

you were friendly at best, and coy at worst. you vied for his attention. you greeted him cheerfully when he obviously did not want to be greeted. you smiled when his temper went off and he snapped at you with that vile mouth, all cruel words and biting remarks.

worst of all, you talked with him. you spent time with him, walked and made conversation, not noticing how he almost relaxed around you. looking back on it, you think that was what had put the nail in your coffin.

there was no sign that he was attached to you, and you were content with your rocky companionship in the end.

one day even, he said he had never met someone so forward, but he spoke the words with a sneer that revealed his displeasure at your persistence.

you took that sneer as a sign that he wanted nothing to do with you, however persistent you may have been. that he would simply use you as a source of entertainment, and then leave, leave your little town, like you so desperately ached to.

and you told him this, too. you told him about your dreams, your hopes, one day with a sad smile and a bitter laugh. perhaps it had just been the fact that you were talking with someone who might sympathize with you, or at least, consider your words of traveling the world and treat them as if they could actually become reality.

on this day, his eyes did soften. he looked at you not with irritation or annoyance, but with a placid and neutral expression. he did not speak. his eyes only looked through you, meeting your gaze and not turning away. his silence quickly began to make you uncomfortable, and you changed to subject with a forced laugh, excusing yourself to go back home, as the sun went down behind the hills and the glow began to dim from your skin.

he left the next day. that was all you expected to see of him in the end. you returned back to your daily life easily. you were not happy, but remorsefully indifferent towards the fact that the last bit of something new you would probably ever see had left forever; you tried to be.

one day, however, when night had come over your village and all was silent, there was a knock at your door. you got up, not expecting to see the harbinger standing there with his arms crossed, that same placid expression on his face.

you watched his eyes narrow. he dismissed your reasoning with a wave of his hand. he dragged you outside.

that was the last you saw of your little town.

you travel now. You have to, with him being your husband. but, you never got to see the world. you could not take a step outside of the little bubble he had formed for you. the only joy that came of the never ending travel that was now your life happened when he allowed you to come and walk by his side to explore, letting you gawk and flitter around until he dragged you back with into your little bubble, his hand on your wrist.

you are draped in riches, silks chosen by his hand, and are given every luxury you could ever need.

most importantly, you are his spouse, first and foremost, and are expected to act as such. you entertain yourself at home while hes gone, and greet him when he comes back. it was an easy routine to follow. almost as easy as the one you had back in your old town, which now whenever you thought back to it brought tears to your eyes. at least your life had belonged to you solely, back then. now you are the spouse of a fatui harbinger.

you had stopped trying to get him to let you go, after your last attempt to protest him ripping you from your ordinary life only got you a dismissive wave of his hand and a disinterested glare. never mind that this isn’t what you had meant when you said you wanted to travel the world; he was making it happen. it was better than being stuck in that quaint village for the rest of your mortal life, right?

hadn’t he given you what you wanted? the only price was to stay here, with him, with everything you could ever need at your feet. the only price was your freedom.

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin #male yandere #yandere #yandere genshin #yandere genshin impact #yandere scaramouche #yandere wanderer x reader #yandere scaramouche x reader #cw: yandere #scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #x reader #yander wanderer #wanderer x reader #wanderer #scara x reader #yandere scara

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tiredlilguy · 6 months

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You're Pretty, Suguru...

a/n: heyyyy >:D enjoy some fluff!!! i made this while thinking about how pretty geto is and i am a simp, so here we are :P thinking of doing some nanami hurt/comfort or domestic fluff later on... this is also just me being a simp because he is very pretty

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pairing: Geto Suguru X GN!Reader (Jujutsu High Era, and nothing bad happens :D /srs) cw: N/A, half-proofread (ty grammarly) desc: after a long day of doing hand-to-hand combat with your fellow classmates, you have a little cuddle session with your boyfriend and decide to appreciate his beauty

It was around late afternoon and the two of you were done with your training for the day. Today in particular was quite hard: having to go into hand-to-hand combat and no techniques with each other. You were taking turns with your under and upperclassmen (Shoko was cheering you all on the sidelines/taking care of sprains), and it was going fine up until someone was going on a little winning streak and started getting a little cocky.

Well.. that someone being Gojo of course.

You were actually supposed to be opposing your boyfriend, Geto, but your white-haired classmate didn’t want you both being flirty in front of your underclassmen (Haibara found it quite entertaining though). Before Suguru could even pick up a wooden stick, Gojo charged full speed at you, tackling you to the ground when you were still trying to catch your breath. You were quick to pull his hair, calling him a brat, and then it just started becoming a full-on fistfight. However, due to your skills, and Gojo’s fatigue beginning to set in, you happened to win him over this time. Leaving a butthurt Gojo and you with a lot of what looked like cat scratches, bruises, and bite marks… Shoko quickly stopped the bleeding from a couple of scrapes before sending you off back to the dorms.

You had showered off, and eventually snuck your way into Geto’s room as you always did, wanting to rest off the exhaustion from earlier before dinner was to be made. Upon opening the door, you found him lying in a sweatshirt and shorts, on the phone with Gojo (who was literally just next door). Once his eyes met yours, he sat up and pat the spot in between his legs for you to sit.

“ Hey, honey,” he said gently to you, before quickly wrapping up his phone call,” Hey, I’m hangin’ up, Satoru.”

“ Is that (Y/N)?! Tell them that I won that shit fair and squa-“

Geto only rolled his eyes, shutting his phone off and placing it on the side table. He looked up at you again, his gaze a little softer as he opened his arms for you. You were quick to shut his door and walked over to him before slumping yourself in his arms. You placed your ear over his chest, turning to your side as he wrapped his forearms around your waist.

You let out a soft sigh to yourself, sinking further into your lover's arms and fully relaxing your muscles. Geto’s gaze wasn’t particularly anywhere, but his hands were traveling around your waist, reaching a bit down to push up the sweater that you’d been wearing. As he pushed up the sweater slightly, his deep violet eyes traveled to the small bit of skin from your stomach. He scanned, noticing the bruise that was very visible.

“ Hm…,” he thought to himself before speaking up,” I’m sorry that you got all these bruises.”

You closed your eyes for a moment, enjoying the vibrations from his chest as he spoke,” ’s ok, Su… You couldn’t do much, and you know who was on a lil’ win streak.”

Geto softly laughed,” He’s a bit of a cocky bastard, but you held him down well, babe. Though, I feel like I’ll have to talk to him. He’s egotistical…”

You moved up just a bit to place a kiss on his neck, burrowing yourself in the crane between his chin and collarbone,” I don’t think he’d be Satoru if he was humble… Though, a good hit in the head is good for him.”

“ Still…,” he shrugged, eyes moving back up to the ceiling,” He could be a little bit more reserved.”

You only hummed in response, a hand traveling up to play with the collar of his shirt. You tussled with the fabric, the way the ridges slid under your fingertips, feeling slightly rough. You eventually grew tired of it, letting go and relaxing into your lover.

Your eyes traveled up towards his jaw and eventually to his face. For some odd reason, even after having seen his face way more than once… you suddenly felt… flustered.

He was… pretty.

Even with just his eyes staring into the ceiling, counting the checks on the wooden rooftop. Your eyes traveled toward his soft lips. They were quite soft, you noticed. Perhaps it was the same lip gloss that Satoru uses… His hair was out of his usual bun, hair now splayed around his face, framing it as his usual bang fell slightly in front of his face. Soon enough, your thoughts were ripped away by a gentle voice.

“ Why are you staring, pretty?”

And god… his voice.

He always had a habit of calling out to the people he cared about with an affectionate tone. It was subtle, something that you wouldn’t catch onto unless you really paid attention. It was as deep as his usual voice, but… gentler. It never failed to make you blush either.

“ Hm?,” Geto’s head turned over to you with a thin smile. There wasn’t much effort behind it, considering that the two of you were actually quite tired, but it was genuine nonetheless.

“ You’re really pretty, Suguru,” you said, eyes looking up at him with a soft gaze.

What you said seemed to genuinely throw your sweet boyfriend off, but he quickly shook his head with a little smile. The small blush that dusted his cheeks didn’t miss your eyes though.

“ You’re pretty too, baby,” he shifted you both over so that you were now facing each other, legs entangled in each other. His arms were still around your waist, keeping you close to him.

You shook your head,” No no… Suguru, you’re like… really pretty.”

“… and I’m looking back at an angel,” his thumb caressed your side,” You want to fight over this?”

“ I don’t think you get it… also don’t you fucking da- AH!,” A giggle from you interrupted your speaking, as the hands around your waist moved to where you were most sensitive, tickling the area and making you jump.

Your laughs and giggles filled the room as you squirmed in his hold, unable to struggle your way out of his grasp. You kicked your feet, eventually kicking him away in the chest with your heel. Suguru let out a fake ‘ow’ making you sit up to apologize. However, before you could even speak, you were tackled back down on his arms: now squeezed into him as if you were a teddy bear or a pillow.

His lips moved to leave loud kisses from your neck up to your cheek.

“ You’re - my - pretty - baby,” he proceeded to say in between kisses before leaving multiple on your cheek, eventually relaxing again, no longer squeezing you, but keeping you close. You were finally free… well, maybe like 40% free.

You sighed once more, turning to you could placing a kiss on his jaw,” Let’s just say we’re both pretty.”

“ Heh-heh… I’m fine with that,” Geto replied with a smile.

[also if you want, please consider getting me a coffee or commissioning me ;) no pressure ofc!!! i understand that we're all in different circumstances/situations, any support of any kind is appreciated <3]

#geto suguru #suguru geto #getou suguru #suguru getou #geto suguru x reader #suguru geto x reader #geto x reader #getou suguru x reader #suguru x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk fluff #jujutsu kaisen fluff #mono writes

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fungalittleweirdo · 2 months

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Yandere Rise Donatello Designer AU

okay, hear me out.

let me give context for this concept idea first (you could skip the next paragraph if you don't care, i'm just weird, i promise i start discussing the concept right after this next paragraph trust me)

i am a huge fan of this one designer in new york, bella pietro, her work is amazing. i was able to attend her bridal line debut fashion show in person this past sunday and got to speak with her very briefly. she's very lovely, relatable, super down to earth, and humble. she is also one of the influences for my own jewellery line, but this isn't the point i'm making, i'm going insanely off topic. i thought about what it would be like being a clothes designer in nyc.

donatello is the founder and ceo (at least, that's canonically what i'm led to believe) of Genius Built Technologies. it's also canon he designs Genius Built Apparel. i initially had this idea and shared it on discord a while back based around donnie being a member of a discord server with other designers. these designers usually joined said server for creativity, support, sharing each others' work, and giving critiques when wanted.

imagine you, an up-and-coming designer, join this server to gain more reach. while donnie was bored looking at others' designs and critiquing them harshly when asked to, he admired your work and advocated for you so that you could gain more popularity. the two of you accepted each other's friend requests and started talking in dms. he admired your work and thought it was cute how you were slowly rising in the industry, but you needed the right connections to actually get things going. you started getting seamstresses and a manager, but that took your time away from donnie.

donnie might have found out you lived in new york, that was when he suggested a meet-up for a collaboration. he was excited when you said yes, and a GB Apparel x For You line was in the works for when the two of you started discussing potential pieces. your crew got a little upset when you put all your attention on the collaborative project, especially your manager, and they thought it was a bad idea. you thought about listening to them and backing away to work on the collab line in the future. donnie... didn't really like that.

he loved spending time with you, as hard as it was for him to admit it. he adored the way you drew your designs, the face you made when you focused and shrimped over your tablet to get the details just right. he told you to adjust your posture, and you did it with a stretch, you ran your fingers through your hair he so badly wanted to run his fingers through instead. donnie hated the thought of having that taken away from him. once you told him you wanted to file away the collaborative project for another time, he managed to manipulate and gaslight convince you into believing your manager has the wrong idea, because his own brand was well known and high quality.

you hesitantly agreed with him and your crew began getting a distaste for you when you arrived late to meetings, made decisions with poor judgement, and delayed your own projects in favour of working with donatello instead. what you didn't know is that donnie anonymously emailed them all to quit their jobs with you because you were practically not working with them anymore. your crew moved on to work with other local designers. you didn't think much of it, you were aware people in this business would come and go, they would find other people to work for and it's no big deal, because you could sew your designs yourself.

besides, donatello had been a big help, he lent you his sewing machines that literally sewed by themselves. your own fall line had been presented on a runway at a moderately sized venue, a team curated by donatello organised it as if he were your manager. everyone on the server the two of you met on barely showed their support at first, until you got incoming praises and compliments from everyone after donatello's worship of you was sent in the runway channel. you were unaware to the fact that donatello threatened everyone with their careers if they didn't support you.

everyone seemed beginning to dislike you, your fans acknowledged that it didn't seem to be you at fault because your head was still held up high, staying positive and thanking anyone who bothered to take a look at your collection. donatello was working behind the scenes to isolate you as much as possible. he didn't want anyone taking you away from him because you were his precious fashion genius, your ideas complement his. that's why GB Apparel x For You is going to rock the fashion world, he had thought, deep in his delusions of spending more time with you. one look at you and it had his heart beating out of his chest.

your workspace in his apartment was a mess, fabrics everywhere, sketchbooks and a couple tablets (courtesy of Genius Built Technologies) with plenty of space for designs and you sat on the floor with your hair a mess and new glasses (those were courtesy from donatello himself) on your face after staring at the screens for so long. the softshell simply watched you work, enamoured and savouring the way you find his apartment more comfortable to work in because yours is already so cluttered.

donatello was so proud to see the results of your collaboration, he kissed the top of your head and held you close. you've had affectionate friends before, but you had only intimately known donnie for a few months. sure, he was one of the turtles that saved new york years ago, not to mention his brand even climbed up the ranks for a place in paris fashion week alongside balenciaga and valentino... so you knew him... but you didn't ask for this. you used to have more friends, lovely colleagues. whatever happened to that ?

of course, once the collab line debuted in the spring you went back to work, you designed a men's fall line you thought would grab people's attention. it certainly snatched donatello's, when he called you frequently and realised you were parting from him to work on your own, it pissed him off. he wanted to know what you were hiding. you hesitantly let him in on a day when you were being interviewed by april for press, dressed up for photography and not for him. you're only for him, no one should see you except when you're beside him. he lashed out at you in front of april, upset that you weren't telling him your plans since the GB Apparel x For You collaboration, and april took notes of the drama. not for press purposes at all, but to tell his brothers.

you didn't see donatello for a while after that, to which you were glad. you felt a weight finally slipped off your shoulders as you rebuilt your community. people didn't know that donatello was the one at fault for your darkest moments. you rebuilt your community over the course of a year, making new connections and finally making it into new york fashion week all by your own efforts, not by donatello's.

it was when he showed up at your door everything went downhill again. he pushed his way back into your life, asking for a spring GB Apparel x For You line even though he already started on his own designs, incorporating style that you would add due to how well he already knew you. over the year he had been gone, he watched how you grew and connected with other people in the soho fashion scene. the thought made his skin crawl. it irked him to know you were out and about, perhaps having dinner with your new manager, or spending hours at a time with your new seamstresses after you threw out the sewing machines he so lovingly gifted to you.

all he wanted was to share his world with you, have you live in lavish luxury like you deserve. you said no. you already had ideas for your spring line which would be presented in london along with new york, you didn't have time to collaborate with him. donnie threw another tantrum in your apartment, this time feeling a lot more destructive. he threw your decorations everywhere, then held up some of your supplies to set them on fire. it scared you into submission, telling him yes, putting off your own projects to move into his apartment and get to working with him on the next collab line.

things were different this time. donatello was a lot more clingy, literally working alongside you as the two of you designed the thirty-piece collection, he made gentle suggestions and leaned in close, added and subtracted things on what you already drew. the two of you had ordered takeout sometimes and he would be the only one allowed to receive the food. you felt trapped. there was nothing you could do about it, just accept your fate.

you disappeared off the tabloids, no one knew where you went, not even april. donnie kept you away for his eyes only, wrapping his arms around you at every chance he got, nuzzling into your neck from behind as you tried to break through the parental locks donatello placed on your tablets. that won't work, darling, he said, a smirk on his face you could feel against your skin. it made you sick, your stomach churning at the thought that you might stay in your captor's arms forever.

#rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt writing #rise donatello #rise donnie x reader #rise donatello x reader #donnie x reader #donatello x reader #rottmnt x reader #yandere rise donnie #yandere donnie #no beta we die like gram gram #angst #dark content #jules' thoughts

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hanjisungslag · 9 months

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attack on titan headcanons #6

## - random things you say say to each other

genre - crack (?)

pairing - aot x reader

word count - 0.1k

warning - none!!

notes - hai hai ( ^ω^ )

- EREN JAEGER

minus talking about being free and killing all titans, he 100% talks about all the imaginary fights he’d have with the higher ups.

“i think i could beat levi up y’know”

“eren be so for real right now. i know he’s small but goddamn..”

“NO BUT, IF I PUT IN ENOUGH EFFORT LIKE—”

“eren.. SHUT UP RIGHT NOW STOTPTPP”

you slapped your hands over his big mouth because levi was literally walking right past you guys.

- MIKASA ACKERMAN

“i think i could kill a titan with a spoon”

“oh. i-i believe in you babe!”

- ARMIN ARLERT

you always make shit weird.

“i wonder what the ocean will feel like between your toes”

“i mean like i can recreate the feeling….”

“y/n. PLEASE STOP”

- JEAN KIRSTEIN

he also talks about beating people up, thinks he’s so cool (humble him). he does talk about omelettes, working with the royals and you a lot though.

“nah, y’know that fight with eren? i was just tired honestly likeee…”

“jean.”

“I WAS THOUGH, I TRAINED HARD OKAY”

“I COULD TAKE HIM IF I WANTED TO”

“shhh… eat your omelette.”

- SASHA BRAUS

talks about really weird food combinations.

“what if i dipped some fruit in some meat juice and had bread with it”

“… actually.”

“what?”

“i’m down to try that one!”

so, you both ran off and tried some 😄

- CONNIE SPRINGER

talks utter shit

“if the beast titan was a lot smaller, he’d be a pretty cool pet.”

“you mean.. like a monkey?”

“YEAH A MONKEY, OH MY GOD YOU’RE SO SMART!”

“…”

- REINER BRAUN

talks about how big and strong he is. picks you up at any given chance.

“so, y/n…”

“REINER, IF YOU ASK ME FOR ANOTHER PIGGYBACK RIDE ISTG”

“PLEASE IM JUST SO BIG AND STRONG, PLEASEEEE”

- ANNIE LEONHART

she walks around like she’s a 6’6 buff man.

“annie babe, you look like you’re walking with something up your ass.”

“i’m just asserting dominance around here”

- BERTOLT HOOVER

all of his stories relate to another (in some way, he says at least) so he just rambles and rambles.

“.. and then you’re really short which reminds me about stems and y’know what reminds me of stems, some long, some short? grapes. and i hate grapes—”

“HOW DID WE END UP HERE”

- ERWIN SMITH

says hubba hubba. unironically.

“lets see the outfit for date night, babe”

“okay, here i come” you stroll out the bedroom in a beautiful long, silk dress that hugged every one of your curves perfectly.

“hubba hubba..”

“haha..thanks.” you said trying not to rip your own hair out due to the cringe that you felt.

- LEVI ACKERMAN

just a lot of shit talk. like literal shit talk.

“how long does it take to get ready? i could’ve had at least 3 shits by now.”

“actually, at this rate, maybe even four.”

you finally walk out, ready for your day of shopping.

“how do you actually calculate that?”

“you don’t wanna know.” he said coldly.

- HANGE ZOË

definitely need to be diagnosed with something.

“how dare titans be killers! imagine if they just didn’t eat us, and were nice - we could keep them as pets!”

“well yeah..”

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4pfsukuna · 1 month

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Love love LOVE the asexual drabbles and headcannons! Could you do one with Gojo & black asexual woman? Like she teases him ‘i’ll only mess around if you give me a dollar’ as a snarky joke and he’s like ‘i’m rich baby hell yes’ and keeps the joke running🤭 I know i’ll enjoy anything you write! Thank you in advance!

OMG, thank you im glad you love them because i actually love writing them.

• You met him at the mall…the prada store to be exact, you weren’t necessarily shopping more so just debating on a purse or a pair of boots.

•You were a stylist in japan and your clients loved your American style although they had way cooler clothes. Safe to say business was flourishing.

•Yet here you are trying not to blow through money too fast so you were Legit window shopping.

.•The last thing you expect is a white haired man to stand next to you and startle you, you assume he’s going to say something about your hair as most people had done i mean you were a black person in japan.

• He’s holding a few bags and a cup you initially assume he’s blind because of the blindfold but when he begins to talk about the shoe, your slightly confused but you have decorum so you don’t say anything.

• “I’ve had my eye on the bag for a few weeks but they just dropped the new boots so I’m debating” you say and what’s $950 To any normal person its like a penny to him.

• “How about i buy both and you wear them on our first date” he says smoothly leaning up against the glass window and you laugh at first until you realize hes dead serious. You weren’t use to men here flirting with you and it makes you nervous.

• “Usually people start off with their names” you tell him before introducing yourself as you hold out your hand which he places a kiss on.

• “Gojo Satoru” lifting his blindfold revealing the brightest blue eyes you’ve ever seen

• You also notice he has a tag hanging off his shirt and it cost $1500.

• You decline him buying the stuff for you but accept his offer for a date. What’s the worst that could happen?

• He doesn’t know what he’s expecting when he sees you, he thought you were already gorgeous at the mall but looking at you right now it makes something… stir.

• He told you to dress cute but casual he was taking you sight seeing— he never mentioned it would be in a helicopter over the city.

• It’s obvious this man has money to blow and you contemplate looking him up to figure out just who he is.

• He also brings the shoes and bag as a gift, he couldn’t resist! Plus he likes loves the way your face initially lights up before trying to be humble and give it back.

• He lies and tells you its rude to not accept gifts.

• “Gojo i cant accept this without you knowing all about me…” you speak pouting knowing the good time was coming to an end and while the shoes and bag looked perfect you had to confess.

• “Its the wrong size?” He asked looking at your foot and back at the box on the table.

•“What? No strangely enough you got the right size…im asexual”

•“…thats… cool. I can write with both hands too”

“Gojo thats ambidextrous! Asexual means—“

• “Im just kidding sweetheart, of course i know what it means”

•He definitely did not and googled it under the table.

• You know the meme “we hung out once and weve been together ever since” that was you two.

• The next few weeks he finds time to either take you to breakfast, lunch or dinner and on days hes completely free he’ll take you on some one of a kind date experience.

• Hes a kid at heart so when you take him to a virtual reality place and literally fight to pay, you have to distract him by kissing him and biting gently on his lower lip.

•He loved it nobodys every paid for anything for him and the fact that you planned the date, paid and had a great experience hes lovestruck.

• He ended up paying since he put a hole in the wall fighting demons in the game mentioning something about it feeling to real.

•Its when 3 of his students run into you two and their shocked he’s not harassing you and actually enjoying voluntarily spending time with him, mainly because he has no idea who you are.

• Nobara follows all of your socials loving your day in the life videos, style advice videos even when you have your celebrity clients in the videos.

•Its megumi knowing who you are and thinking you’re cool that seals the deal for him.

•Gojo loves your cooking so the day you pack him leftovers with a cute smiley face and a note hes literally on the desk kicking his feet in the air… weirding out his students. This was next level even for him.

•They beg to bring you around loving seeing him happy with you.

•Its a collective though and nobara who wants to enjoy regular teen things breaks the ice officially by asking

“Take this dollar or have sex with Gojo-sensei?”

“Give me the dollar” at the same time he shouts her name. Hes also taken aback cause what do you mean youre going to take the dollar.

“No babe i dont think you heard the question take a dollar or—“

“Give me the dollar”

•For the rest of the day Gojo chooses to be dramatic from the grocery store to the hair supply store where guess whos short $1 of buying hair supplies. You turn to him seeing hes fascinated with the hair clips and different color edge controls.

•“Hey sweetheart i think you should get all of these” he suggest ready to pick them all up waiting on your command.

•“Hey babe im short” you tell him and he scoffs not paying you any mind looking at the conditioners catagorized by hair type.

“I knew that when i first seen you… what’s your hair type? Does 4b mean 4 everyone? Like your down for interracial dating… how do they know that by hair type? Like hard wig soft life?” He rambles and you almost lose it.

“No im short $1” and he sends you the most devious smirk as he holds open his wallet repeating the question Nobara asked.

“Give me the dollar” you smirk back watching his smile be taken over by a glare as he gives the cashier his card to pay for everything instead.

“Dont give me that look baby, im rich now come on i ordered a package for you” he loves to buy you things he jokingly ask siri how much the world cost one time.

“Satoru it better not be another pair of prada shoes” you scold as he carries the bags, his silence tells you everything you need to know though.

“Babe I’m running out of space to put all the stuff you bought me, please” you pout loving that this was a problem in your relationship and not anything else.

“I have enough space… You can live with me instead”

#gojo x black reader #gojo x black y/n #jjk smut #megumi x black reader #gojo satoru #asexuakual x black girl #Gojo x asexual reader #jjk x reader #asexual #jjk x asexual

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luffyvace · 3 months

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Tanjiro x male reader<3

Tanjiro x male reader won second place in the poll!! :) enjoy tanjiro stans<3

Starting back at the final selection let’s say that’s when you met

just to clear things up

and you two started dating some time after that

of course eventually making it official

tanjiro was quite flustered when he realized his sexuality might be different from tradition

but he wasn’t afraid to be bi/gay/pan or anything

he just thought- ..! Actually he never really thought of that type of thing..

I mean he was kinda too young

but now that your together!

he has time to figure it all out :)

tanjiro is such a sweet lover!

and helpful!

and caring!

(Really he’s a ball of love)

if you feel tired he carries you

(Even if your both beat up after a mission)

if you need water he’ll spare you some of his or go fetch some

And he’s always down to spar at any type of day!

I will say he’s not thinking about you in that way when you take your shirt off

but when you do he definitely admires you!

you might have abs seeing as though the demon slayer corps has………...harsh (brutal) training 😅

if you do then he sees it as a result of your hard work!

same with scars!

especially with scars<3

he can 100% relate and you two share stories about each one

if you have any—you probably trauma bond

you guys just end up talking all night long about your past, everything that happened, your pain, whether you want revenge or not and so on!

It strengthens your trust and relationship with each other

btw if anyone asks why your together as two males or how you know you actually like men..

tanjiro will humbly and politely educate (lecture) them on how important you are to each other, how you met, why/when you started dating and even if they don’t like it, it’s simple to walk away instead of disrespecting your relationship!

I hope y’all don’t run into uzui..

(y’all do)

that man has THREE wives why wouldn’t he question when he sees you two?? 😬🧍‍♀️

tanjiro had to hit em with the quick fix cuz when I tell you he did not let that slide 😂

especially with how slick uzui mouth be gettin..😒

Tanjiro also has learned to adjust to scavenging for food (he grew crops with his mom)

as well as inosuke (he grew up in the wild) and zenitsu (he used to have crops with his sensei)

so if you can too, great!

if not the 3 of them work together to make the 4 of you meals

and after they learn how to stop burning them

theyre pretty tasty too!!

don’t expect inosuke to share.

do expect inosuke to take

-note to self, m/n.

zenitsu doesn’t see the attraction to males instead of females

he won’t judge but will ask you two if your sure your into males

and after tanjiro gives him that lecture about being respectful-

he doesn’t question it again

LOL

inosuke straight up don’t care

he doesn’t really view relationships in a romantic way

its more so between “they’re beneath me” , “they’re above me, I must beat them”

so no worries about him judging either 😋

if nezuko doesn’t like you

it’s not to say tanjiro won’t date you because of it

but I’ll honestly say it plays a factor

If sweet nezuko doesn’t like you it prob means something..🤨

she has good instincts so tanjiro might start to assume you have ill intent or smth 😬

he’ll try to get her to like you and if she warms up to you he assumes it might’ve been personal 😂🤷‍♀️

but if she doesn’t..

he finds you like 30% less attractive🧍‍♀️

if she does like you from jump, she starts to protect you as well

and loves to spend time with you when she’s outside her box

tanjiro adores this and you three cuddle or play in each other’s hair whenever you have the time

It also makes him happy if you accept nezuko as a demon quickly

after missions tanjiro finds you, nezuko, zenitsu and inosuke

then cries

like your all just a crying mess tbh

i mean unless your like emotionally unavailable..

BC I DON’T SEE HOW YOU COULD NOT CRY AS A MINOR WHO HAS TO KILL LITERAL HORRIFYING BEASTS FOR A LIVING?!?!?!?

Tanjiro will help you achieve your goals as you likely help him achieve his

even more so after that night you had where you opened up to each other about your past

(again, only if you have truama)

tanjiro is really grateful for you

before all he had was nezuko

and aside from zenitsu and inosuke

now he has you!! 💗

tanjiro’s love languages are acts of service, quality time, words of affirmation and (shy) physical touch

actually maybe some gift giving when he can too!!

so all?!

such a green flag 💖

for acts of service as I said he’ll genuinely do any sane thing you ask of him

he cares about you that much

he won’t bother to complain about being tired either

he automatically assumes your either doing worse or he’s fine

as for quality time he gets really relieved when he gets sent on missions with you

at least he can be there to see and protect you

(or maybe vice versa 😂)

he’d beat himself up about not being able to protect you more if you get serious injures

tends to your wounds everyday then trains vigorously

to get stronger and protect you as you fight along side him when he fights muzan

if your gonna fight along side him in that battle? He’s gonna need to be strong enough to protect you.

he doesn’t want to loose you.

especially not to that man.

he lost everything to him.

he won’t let it happen again.

💗💕💖🍡♥︎

for quality time outside of missions ✌︎('ω')✌︎

tanjiro likes to train, cuddle, go on walks, go shopping, chit chat :)

All that good stuff <3

with words of affirmation he really just praises you all the time

”you did your best today in training! I could tell! :D”

“You look great today m/n!! I’m glad your wearing the (favorite men’s jewelry piece) I got you!”

”I can definitely tell your getting stronger, m/n!!!”

it can also be

“get a good nights sleep, m/n! I love you!”

”be careful on your mission okay? I love you, m/n!”

“thank goodness we surviveeeeed!!! I love you m/n!! I love you so much!!”

now lastly for (shy) physical touch

he is nervous to touch you

he doesn’t wanna make you uncomfortable, yes that’s the last thing he wants

he doesn’t know how to execute it so he ends up either asking or making it very obvious of what he’s trying to do

that way you can shut him down early on just in case

and you won’t feel pressured to let him if you dislike affection

which mind you he does asks if your okay with it first

so that’s likely not the case

if you did mention your distaste for physical affection, however, it’s duly noted in his mind and will keep it to a minimum

your gonna have to discuss boundaries or else he’s gonna act like you have the plague trying not to upset you 🤦‍♀️🤷‍♀️

Tanjiro doesn’t dislike pda or anything

he’s just a bit embarrassed about it

maybe if it’s more subtle like resting your head on his shoulder, then yeah that’s okay!

hugging too!!

but direct kissing or hand holding?

his face is a cherry and he’s apologizing to the passerbyers for disturbing them

even if they don’t mind

he’s self aware when it comes to not disturbing others

tanjiro can be a little flustered/shy about things but he’s certainly isn’t embarrassed about your relationship!

he’s quite proud, actually!

will happily tell/correct anyone that asks or misjudges♡♡♡

It’ll make me happy if you enjoyed this, so hopes to you did!

(apologies for the procrastination, and thank you for your patience lovelies!)

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gray-doesnt-write · 1 year

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Sleeping Arrangements | SDV x Reader

Pairing:SDV Bachelor(ette)s x GN! Reader

Summary: Do they snore? Hog the bed and blankets? Are they a cuddler? All is answered, in my humble opinion, in this preference/Headcanons (?)

Warning: None!

Notes: I don't really talk to Maru and Harvey in game much so they might be a little OOC. I scrolled through their dialogue on the wiki to try to understand them. Masterlist

Shane

Tbh I see him as the cuddler in his sleep.

When he gets in bed, he faces his back towards you. Give it I'd say 30 minutes and he's all over you.

Completely deny it in the morning

"What do you mean I was all over you last night? Uh, no. Why'd would I want to touch you while I'm asleep??"

He'd also hog the whole bed and blankets

To top it all off, he totally snores

Sebastian

Pretty normal sleeper if I'm being honest

Doesn't snore and doesn't hog the bed or blanket

Definitely had a messed up sleep schedule though, goes to sleep at 3 A.M. and wakes up past noon.

Now, if you did convince him to at least lay in bed he'd wrap his arms around you while scrolling through his phone or such.

Like I said, he's pretty normal

Abigail

100% snores at night, not loud and obnoxious but it still counts as snoring.

She'd wake up past midnight for a snack, either that or she sleep walks

She's a cuddler, from the moment she crawls in bed; she has to be touching you in some shape or form.

Use your stomach or chest as a pillow

Obviously, as a cuddler, she'd steal most of the bed

Your covers are safe though.

Sam

He's a kicker.

You'll be sleeping ever so soundly, when all the sudden, you get a kick to your back.

Poor baby can't help it, to him it's like snoring

Which, yes he snores. It's loud and annoying.

I feel he wouldn't need to be touching you, but occasionally, and on accident, would just lay his hand across your face because that's where it's most comfortable.

Same steals you blankets, you can have the bed but no covers

He'd be so apologetic about it in the morning

"Baby~ I'm sorry I didn't mean to kick you. I'm sorryyyy"

Would wake you up when he has a nightmare, just like a child would

Penny

She's like the female equivalent of Sebastian but no bad sleep schedule.

She'd be the one to come coax you to bed early

Penny would keep the house at freezing though, just so she could have a ton of blankets and covers on the bed so she could get under them.

I could see her occasionally using your chest as a pillow, like y'all be there cuddling and she'll fall asleep and stay there.

She wakes up first, to no fail. She'd be in the room reading a book in a big arm chair while waiting for you to wake up

Elliott

He's a cuddler, he'd be more comfortable being a big spoon (being a tall lanky boy) but adores being a small spoon

One of the only cuddlers that don't steal the bed, like he doesn't push you to the edge of the bed

Being a writer, his sleep schedule is also messed up

A lot of nights you'll find him asleep at his desk and you'll just have wake him up or drag him to bed

Loves you running your fingers through his hair while he tried to sleep

Haley

Definitely wants her personal space in bed

8-13 hearts Haley wouldn't care how big of a cuddler you'd be, she literally will not touch you while in bed.

I just have a feeling after her 14 heart event that she'd be more okay with it but most nights just want her space

She sleeps with hair curlers

That, and has like these big, fluffy (not furry), blankets on the bed along with extreme soft and squishy pillows

Makes sure the bed looks really comfy and stylish at the same time

Emily

Emily likes to hug you while she falls asleep

I feel as a bartender, she's pretty muscular (not super super bur decently). She'll have you in a deathhold while you sleep.

It's not uncomfortable, but you just can't escape till she wakes up. Lucky for you, she doesn't sleep very late

You're her personal body pillow

She snores but it's like a cute snore, that and it's pretty quiet

As for bed space, she does give you your bed space! You don't have to worry about sleeping by the edge and almost falling off it

Alex

He takes over the whole bed, he doesn't realize it but he just does

When I say he steals the bed, I mean he lays in the center of the bed with each limb going in different directions and stretched out almost as far as possible.

He snores and it's really really loud, like bad enough you almost can't sleep.

Alex falls asleep easily, considering how active he is he's always tired and falls asleep the moment his head hits the pillow

Doesn't make the bed, you have to make it or it doesn't get made

While asleep, he'd definitely still you blankets just to kick them off the bed

Leah

I have a feeling that despite her being pretty independent, Leah would rather fall asleep in your arms than any other your way

She doesn't snore, steal the bed or covers, or accidentally kick you in her sleep.

Leah's probably the easiest people to sleep with

She's not picky about the temperature or the beds cover. All she wants if for you to wrap your arms around her while she sleeps

She occasionally gets zoned in while sculpting and you'll have to tell her what time it is. She's pretty good about going to bed early and won't complain when you tell her it's getting late

Maru

Loves feeling your hands, not in a sexual or weird way, Maru just like holding your hands while sleeping or asking you to touch her face while she sleeps.

When you have trouble sleeping, she'll start to tell you about one of her projects she's working on to lull you to sleep

On that note, she's usually hunched over while working. While laying in bed, if you're not stroking her face or holding her hands, she'll fall asleep to you giving her a massage

Doesn't hog the bed, but she does snore. I can just feel it

Harvey

He has like a dad snore if that makes since

Harvey will most definitely steal your bed each night. He's tries to make up for it in the morning by fixing you breakfast or coffee but at this point it's just become the ordinary

Much like Maru, will tell you about his day while the two of you lay in bed.

Now when I say this, I mean like goes into heavy detail. You feel soo bad, but within the first 15 minutes you fall asleep

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zablife · 2 years

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May I humbly request a Hangman x insecure!reader, where they meet at the base library where she works (but she's a civilian) and he asks her out. She reluctantly agrees because why would someone like Jake, a literal hero who is in the company of other heroes on the daily, want to be with a "nobody" like her?

I also just want to say that I absolutely LOVE your work!

Women's Studies

Jake stalked into the campus library, already in a bad mood that he would actually have to read the books on the syllabus. He hadn't planned on doing much work in women's studies. He thought the course would entail staring at beautiful women while he pulled theories out of his ass to impress them. That is not how his first class had ended, however. He was informed that if he didn't catch up to his well-versed peers and take his assignments seriously, he would surely fail.

That's why he was belatedly seeking out the titles that he had neglected until today. He stood by the entrance, looking down at the list in front of him scratching his head in confusion. As he tried to think of where to start, he glanced toward the reference desk, noticing you approaching carefully with an armful of books.

The tower teetered precariously as you approached and you tried to place your chin at the top of the stack to steady it. Your look of concentration made Jake smile. You scrunched your nose and furrowed your brow adorably as you adjusted and the messy bun atop your head wobbled, loosening a few strands that fell softly framing your face. He didn't realize he was staring until an older woman cleared her throat and asked harshly, "Can I help you?"

Jake startled and raised his list, "Um, yeah, I was looking for these," he said absently. He thought for a moment before saying, "You know what, I think I can find 'em. Thanks anyway." The woman rolled her eyes and walked away with a toss of her head.

Shoving the paper in his back pocket, Jake walked up to you and asked, "Can I give you a hand, sweetheart?"

Lowering the books onto the rickety cart in front of you as best you could, you stared up into his bright green eyes, unable to speak for a moment as you wondered if he was addressing you. No one ever took notice of you so you were used to going about your work in relative peace and quiet. "Me?" you said, pointing to your chest and looking behind you for someone else.

Afraid he had offended you, Jake stuttered out, "Yeah, sorry...I didn't know your name. I know I probably shouldn't have called you sweetheart. I learned that in class last week." He rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment, remembering a classmate who had put him in his place recently for a similar remark.

"My name is y/n," you offered quietly. "I was just surprised you were talking to me," you explained, gazing at him from behind a loose strand of hair. As soon as you said it you wanted to hide. He would surely see you for the shy, insecure girl you were and walk away.

However, he surprised you, leaning in to give you a warm smile and said, "I'm glad I didn't offend you. Could I get your help with this?" he asked, pulling the book list from his pocket.

You leaned over slowly to take a look, biting your lip and attempting to read his handwriting. However, it was difficult to concentrate as you brushed against his toned forearm. You let out a little giggle and he laughed. "What are we laughing about?" he asked you suddenly.

You pulled away as you replied, "Well, I just realized why you look so worried. I see from this list, you have Dr. Callahan. She's tough, huh?" you asked sympathetically.

"Yeah, you know her?" Jake asked.

"I took her class last semester," you nodded, gesturing for him to follow you.

"Well, maybe you could give me some tips. I need all the help I can get," Jake admitted with a chuckle, following you through the stacks of books.

As you loaded his arms, he chatted with you about his plans to become a pilot which you found unbelievably sexy. You began to worry he was out of your league though. He seemed like the popular, athletic type and you were a geek who hung out in the library all day. You were on the verge of making an excuse to run away when Jake began asking about your studies. His southern charm coaxed you out of your shell and you began feeling less awkward with every minute that passed. In fact, you'd never met someone who was so easy to talk to.

Jake found you attractive and smart, unlike the vapid girls who usually approached him. You were quiet, but self-assured in the topics you discussed. He also enjoyed watching your adorable mannerisms and found it impossible to keep his eyes from you, noting how you twisted the sleeves of your sweater in your hands as you talked and ran a manicured finger down the spines of the books as though each were very precious to you.

As you walked him back to the front of the building he glanced at the older librarian glaring at the two of you and said, "I know I'm probably not supposed to ask you out while you're working, but what would you say if I did?" His cheeky grin and the sparkle in his eye told you there was no way you could pass this up, even if you were about to be reprimanded so you quickly picked up a piece of paper and a pencil and jotted down your number for him.

"There you go," you said, blushing as you placed it between the pages of a book he was carrying.

"Thank you, darlin'," he said with a wink. Then he winced slightly. "Sorry, old habits die hard, you know."

You giggled. "It's ok, Jake. I think it's time for you to go study now though?" He nodded at you before exiting and you watched him leave, anticipating a night away from the library with the hot pilot.

#zablife ask box #Top Gun Maverick fanfic #Top Gun Maverick imagine #Jake Seresin fanfic #Jake Seresin imagine #Hangman fanfic #Hangman imagine #Jake Seresin x reader #Jake Seresin x you #Jake Seresin x y/n

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rebelwrites · 2 years

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I’d Move Mountains For You

Charles Leclerc x Reader

Summary: After a year of keeping your relationship quiet it was finally time to go public

Requested by anon: Hi! hope you're well! can I request an OS with Charles, where reader and him meet by accident in Italy, they become friends and eventually the relationship turns romantic, they try to be as secret as possible, but the paparazzi find them and the news breaks out. Reader had fear of the people's comments, but in the end they has good comments and everyone talks about what a cute couple they make and how Charles' luck has changed (let's just say he's top of the charts with a big lead).

A/N as always I love to hear your thoughts. Reblogs are appreciated❤️

Staring at the bright screen, your heart sank as you saw pictures of you and Charles flash up on your phone. Someone had spotted the two of you together last night. You were extremely cautious when it came to paparazzi to the point you had managed to keep your relationship secret from the outside world for the best part of a year.

You knew that eventually you would have to come out sooner or later but the thought petrified you. Charles had been extremely supportive of your decision of keeping the relationship low key. He knew the reasons why you wanted to stay out of the limelight.

You weren’t from a rich family, you weren't famous. You were a girl from a small town in the UK. Meeting Charles was a complete accident, you met on a family holiday in Italy. But fate was on your side: the holiday had been booked around the Italian Grand Prix. Your dad had no clue that you and your older brother had been saving up for the last couple of years to get tickets for the GP for his 60th birthday. It was just a stroke of luck that you literally ran into Charles in a coffee shop on the morning of your dad's birthday and the pair of you hit it off from there.

Feeling your heart racing as you stared at the photo, someone had spotted the two of you in a small coffee shop. Charles' arm was wrapped around your waist as you had your hand on his cheek. It was a cute picture but it left you with an uneasy feeling as your full face was in shot.

Hearing the shower shut off you let out a sigh, was you ready for the press to be trying to muzzle their way into the relationship, it was one of your major fears. You had seen some of the stories they released about other couples in the limelight and you didn’t want that to happen to you and Charles.

The moment Charles walked into the room he could sense there had been a shift in your mood. He had a feeling that he knew what it was about, especially with your eyes glued to your phone screen, he had seen the photo this morning when he woke up.

“Everything okay?” He hummed, causing you to look up from your phone. He couldn’t help but smirk as you ran your eyes over his body.

“Yeah,” you said quietly. “Just we try so hard to stay out of the press but somehow still manage to get papped.”

Running his hands through his wet hair he took a breath before making his way over to you sitting on the edge of the bed.

“I get it, you aren’t used to what being papped entails and you aren’t used to this life.” He said softly, taking your phone out of your hands, locking it before tossing it to his side of the bed. “We knew it would happen eventually, but just know that no matter what people say or what stories they try to spin, all I want is you. You are the one I love and nothing will ever change that.”

Taking a deep breath, you knew he was right, one look in his eyes told you everything you needed to know.

“I don’t care that you aren’t a famous model or aren’t rich. You are the most humble and down to earth person I have ever met. Your family is amazing as well and have accepted me as Charles Leclerc their daughter’s boyfriend rather than Charles Leclerc the F1 driver. I can be myself around you and them. I think it’s time we went public, it’s better if it came from us. I’m not going to rush you but think about it.”

Your eyes closed, feeling his soft touch against your skin. He was right it would be better coming from yourself, you knew he wouldn’t do anything to put you in harm's way. It would also mean you could support him at the races, celebrate with him and be there when he needed his girl. Letting out a shaky breath you opened your eyes.

“Okay,” you nodded. “Let’s tell the world.”

“You one hundred percent sure?” He whispered.

“One hundred percent.” You hummed, running your fingers through his hair. “It also means that I can be there for you today, wearing your colours, your number and watching from the garage.”

“God, I love the sound of that.” He grinned, pressing a tender kiss against your lips. “I know exactly how to announce it, so come on get your ass out of bed and get ready for the day.”

Rolling out of bed you went about your morning, once you had finished your makeup you pulled one of Charles’ Ferrari shirts over your body, yes you had your own shirts but whenever you wore his shirt it felt different.

You had no idea that Charles had snapped a picture of you as you put the finished touches to your hair, until you got a notification from Instagram. Smiling as you saw Charles had tagged you in a post.

It’s about time the world knew I was off the market. In Fact I have been for the past year. Couldn’t imagine life without this one by my side ❤️

“Well, aren't you cute?” You grinned, catching eyes with him through the mirror.

“I do try.” He winked, slipping his backpack over his shoulder. “You ready?”

“Yeah,” you nodded, slipping your phone in the back pocket of your jeans.

“Try not to worry,” he hummed, linking his fingers with yours as you left his home. “Everyone at the track loves you and so will the fans.”

He always knew what to say to make you feel better and he was right, everyone on the track loved you and instantly made you part of the F1 family.

Charles had a massive smile on his face as crossed the line, landing first place for the Monaco GP. He had been having some bad luck lately with races but it was like his luck was changing knowing that you were in the garage. His eyes caught the big screen seeing it was focused on the garage.

“It seems like Leclerc has found his way out of his bad run of races. Could it be due to the new face in the garage?”

Your heart was pounding against your chest as you watched him climb out of the car, standing on the nose throwing his arms in the air. Once he had jumped off the car he ran over to you, scooping you up in his arms, spinning you around before kissing you passionately.

It felt so good not to hide your relationship, but you still had the uneasy feeling about what people would be saying about you. But you pushed the feelings back as you celebrated with your boyfriends.

As you watched him take the podium you swore your heart was going to burst with pride and you took the opportunity to take a quick video of him getting covered in champagne for your Instagram with the caption of “so proud of you ❤️” once you hit post you slipped your phone back in your pocket.

The moment Charles came down off the podium nothing else mattered, it was like he was walking on cloud nine and it was all because of you. He didn’t think he would be one of those people that raced better when their girlfriend was there but it was clear to him that you were his good luck charm. It was like fate was on your side once again as you had been recently let go at your job so it meant he could have you by his side for the rest of the season. He just needed to convince you that you didn’t need to work and if you really wanted to he could find you a role within the F1 circuit.

It had been nearly a month since you and Charles went public. In that time you avoided looking at comments of any kind, not wanting to face what people thought incase it was bad.

Flopping back onto the sofa, you finally kicked your trainers off, letting your toes stretch out after being on your feet all day. Charles was grinning at you as he brought through two cups of coffee, placing them on the table before joining you on the sofa, pulling your legs over his. Without having to ask he started massaging your feet knowing you were used to being stood for hours on end.

“You did amazing today.” You smiled, watching the concentration on his face. “I’m so proud of you.”

“What can I say I always race better knowing you are there.” He winked, looking up at you. “How does it feel knowing that the whole world knows you are my girl?”

“Amazing, the fact we don’t have to hide or sneak around any more is a weight off my shoulders but I’m still worrying about what the fans will think.” You said your voice trailing off towards the end.

Charles flashes you that smirk that caused you to fall for him in the first place. “They love you, Mon amour. I know you are worried about negative and bad comments but I had a quick look earlier and everyone is loving you. They love how we’ve kept our life private and a lot of them love that you aren’t famous.”

“Well, I will be now. Seeing as I’m the girlfriend of an F1 driver.” You giggled, pulling your legs back so you could drink some of your coffee before snuggling up to Charles.

Picking your phone up you decided to see what proper were saying about the announcement and as Charles said everyone was commenting things like “cutest couple” “she’s his good luck charm.” “Ever since they announced that Charles is flying. World champion here he comes.”

Smiling at your screen l, you felt Charles press his lips against the top of your head.

“They are right, my luck has changed since you have been at every single race.” He whispered.

“It’s just going to suck once I find another job. I won’t be able to come with you.”

“About that,” he grinned, running his fingers through your hair as you laid with your head on his lap. “I’ve been thinking and if you want me to I can put the word out that you are looking for a job and see if you can join the F1 family. Preferably with Ferrari so I can see you in red all the time. I know you always wanted to do something with social media so maybe you could do something along that signs film behind the scenes etc.”

“You’d do that for me?”

“I’d move mountains for you, Mon amour.”

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