#i build this thing in seconds please dont mind bones i dont have stones and i think she need some sort of thing to hold on to and rest | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

noritoshiikamo · 3 years

Text

game over

pairing: noritoshi kamo + fem!oc genre: angst tags//warning: established relationship, wild gojo appeared // blood, character death, emotion distress, mention of shibuya note: the obligatory trio of mine: not well edited, lowercase intended, english isnt my first language im sorry if i murder it. note that i put descriptions of the characters i write so it would be easier for me, you’re free to imagine the character the way you seem fits! okay listen imma be honest i dont like this part that much dhhdbdjksncjddiem and im sorry if it sucks bcs istg i cant compete to part 1 and 2 of it so IM SORRY tagging @unabashednightmarepizza @sassyeahhhh @dok-ja @sukirichi [bold means i cant tag u idky :( lemme know if wanna be tagged in the next part] read the first part | second part | third part | bonus

few years ago;

“you’re fucking ridiculous!”

“you’re injured, how the fuck is it me that’s being unreasonable?”

she contemplated stabbing him straight to his chest. “i’m fine, leave me alone,” she hissed, holding on to her arm as she tried to limp away. second year jujutsu student noritoshi kamo wondered how the hell one could be this stubborn. with blood caked up on the side of her face, lips busted and bruising in the corner, not to mention the broken arm and probably twisted ankle, he could not understand how one could be this reckless and stupid, it’s almost ridiculous.

but here she is standing in front of him.

“you could’ve let me handle it,” he said, coldly.

she never turned that fast in her life; her limping leg suddenly worked fine as she hauled her ass, throwing both fists to his chest. the force put was enough to threw him back a few steps, he caught her wrists holding her from falling down. “stop acting like i’m so fragile. i can exorcist the curse just fine. you make me hate you so much,” she spitted, pure rage etched on her face, “just because i’m a girl, because i’m your girl, i’m weak. please, i am as good as you are, kamo.”

their faces were so close, he could count the freckles spread on her nose and cheeks. he loves her eyes the very first time he caught glimpse of it; one is a dull brown while the other looks like it carries the secret of the bright blue sea. this time, the eyes he loves looked hopeless, lack of the burning spirit she carried with tears threatening to spill. letting go of a wrist, his trembling hand brushed the hair coated with the blood back, carefully not to hurt her. “i never said you are bad,” he clarified, fingers busy brushing the hair back. his sudden reaction surprised her, and her body betrayed her thoughts as she eased in his arms.

he tilted her chin, his head was panicking as he realised that his brain was no longer controlling his movement as he leaned down and kissed her.

she tasted like blood.

she winced, pain aching on the swollen part and he apologized so quietly as he deepened the kiss. “nori-” her voice croaked as she swallowed his moans. he hummed, satisfied by the kiss. their foreheads rest against each other, the tip of their noses touched as they struggled to catch breath.

“stop being stupid. let me help you okay?”

“okay.”

slipping his arm under hers, he helped her walk, leading them out of the abandoned building they managed to exorcist. nothing major, a couple of pestering level three and four curses that them both handled well but their supervisor missed to tell them about the hiding level two curse that took them by surprise. she had become the curse’s main target.

if she would’ve just listened to him and stay close. he sighed.

“ouch, ouch,” she cried, clutching on her left leg, forcing him to stop. impatient, he slipped his hand under her knees, lifting her up in his arms. she apologized profusely, embarrassed to be such a burden to him. he brushed it off immediately.

“did you call them? told them that we are done?”

she gasped, “wait, i thought they’ll wait for us.”

he huffed, “you’re not that important, y/n. give them a call, please. i want to go home.”

kicking the door open, the moonlight shone on them as he carried her down to the bottom stairs. settling her down on the steps, he sat beside her, letting a long sigh. he watched as she took the call, letting them know that she was slightly injured, and they need to go back asap. she was visibly tired, and he was the same too.

he couldn’t help but to sigh at the way the moonlight enveloped her. he had loved her from the very first moment he caught his eyes on her; she caught him staring, called him out publicly and ignored all his advances. it took him a lot to court her. she’s a gojo, she can have anything and everything with the sky is the limit.

but one thing money could never buy is affection.

it started with little stuffs; noritoshi waiting for her with her lunch readied every day. it annoyed her but momo (who was secretly rooting for him) forced her to just do it. “it’s just a lunch,” momo said sheepishly. noritoshi would have them paired all the time for the missions. she’d accepted it with open heart. noritoshi would also teach her how to weld a bow and shoot arrows. she promised that she would go out on date with him if he taught her.

by the end of their first year, they became inseparable.

the idea of being apart from her hurts him physically and mentally. she took a sharp breath when he laced his fingers between her own, quickly telling the other person on the phone that she was okay. “it was just noritoshi,” she replied with a small laugh. their hands fit each other; his skin contrasted her slightly tanned skin. while his hands were rough from welding the bow and he kept his nail short and clean, hers were slightly softer with her nails painted prettily. this month she had her nails painted in pastel. all the girls’ day out with momo and mai had proven its importance. he was happy to provide her with his black card despite her discontent.

“analysing my hands now?”

he smiled slightly, “it looks very pretty. i guess i got my money worth. are they coming?”

she leaned on his shoulder, his own wrapped around her as she closed her eyes, “they are around the corner. i would definitely need another round this week,” she teased. kissing her forehead gently, he didn’t mind that his uniform was stained with her blood; he was glad that she’s safe.

“i’ll happily take you there.”

few years later;

noritoshi kamo almost lost his mind. the stadium was half destroyed, huge craters on the pitch with the sight of his wife nowhere to be found. he looked up to the black pitch curtain encasing the stadium area from the sky, a curse escaped his lips.

“where the fuck are you?” he grunted, scanning the area.

she is gone, his stubborn little wife. she could’ve just wait but annoyed that their dinner date was interrupted and eager because this was their first mission together as a married couple; she escaped his supervision. as they were dealing with minor curses outside, she decided to head on forward, leaving him to deal with whatever is left. he beat himself inside for letting her come, he could easily do this himself and send her home safely, but she blinked her eyes and he was weak. she always has her way with him.

his step stopped when he realised there was a shadow ahead.

“she’s pretty,” the thing said.

his blood ran cold, “what did you do to my wife?”

the curse let out a laugh. it was sinister enough to send chills down his spine. especially when he realised the head it was stepping on was his wife. her eyes were fluttering back and forth, struggling to stay awake. a howl shocked him, shivers down his spine at the painful whimpers her shikigami making. cursed spirits were devouring it alive, overwhelming it and chewing every part of its body. his wife was too weak to dispel the shikigami; it’s dangerous as the devoured wolf shikigami will drain her cursed energy by a second.

all shikigami linked directly to the owner; everything inflected to the wolf, she could feel it too.

he needed a plan.

hidden in his wedding ring was a retractable knife. he rarely carries blood bags anymore as his power solidified itself. the older he got, the better he was at using and controlling a small steady flow of his own blood straight from the tap. with a clap of his hands, the knife cut his hand enough to send blood shooting like bullets. the blood hit the curses straight to its cores, died out instantly on impact, but the shikigami was beyond salvageable. it let out one last howl, one last goodbye before dropping to the ground, half of his snout gone. she will be devastated, it’s her only shikigami she managed to tame at such a young age, but at least it has stopped the shikigami from stripping his wife’s cursed energy to its core.

the fire burning in his eyes only made the curse laughed. he kicked her body away, spurting blood out of her mouth. she was halfway close to death’s doorstep.

“i will fucking murder you,” he hissed.

“my blood is my power. it’s supposed to rot human, stripping its meat from the bone like acid. however,” the curse nudged her body, “your wife didn’t. humour me, did your blood tainted hers? tell me, i’m curious how.”

“are you going to chit chat because i don’t have whole day.” his blood dripped on the pitch.

the curse grinned, shrugging his shoulder. he kneeled, running his bloody fingers on her cheeks leaving trails of flowers pattern that dissipated immediately, “i’m not here to fight. i’m here to serve a warning,” he looked up to the tensed sorcerer, “for gojo satoru. tell him, we’ll be waiting for him in shibuya.” noritoshi’s face scrunched in confusion.

“we have no business with the gojos.”

“but she is. she could change her name, married you, but it doesn’t erase the fact that she carried gojo’s blood in her vein. she’s the bridge to your two clans. i’m just killing two birds with one stone. ruin the kamo clan’s relationship with gojos and hurt gojo satoru. all thanks to her,” the curse turned his back on him, his laugh echoed as he walked away. the dark curtain disappeared slowly as the ground rumbled. a perfect chance for noritoshi to strike if it wasn’t because of the cursed spirit’s words gluing him to his spot, “oh, kamo, i believe a congratulation is overdue. let me know when’s the baby is due, i would love to drop by personally.”

the pillar holding on to the roof collapsed sending wave of dust all over the place. noritoshi covered his face, coughing as he sucked some in, removing his coat as a shield. the cursed spirit was no where to be found.

“the place is going to collapse! i’ll get the curse, you go get her!”

a voice echoed and he caught a glimpse of blond hair running past him and noritoshi didn’t think twice as he sprinted around the cracks and holes. who was that voice or who was the curse, he couldn’t give a single fuck, he just wants his wife back. he was shaking when he got to her, arms immediately scooped her up in his arms. her chest was raising slowly, blood dripping on the side of her lips as she struggled to exhale.

“you’re going to be okay,”

he told her, but he wasn’t sure if he will ever be.

“can you turn down the stupid light, it’s hurting my eyes.”

the voice laughed melodiously, the light moved to the other eye repeating the same thing.

“as you can see, she’s awake, slightly weak, but she should be okay.”

another voice interrupted, “are you sure?” she gasped, excited to hear a familiar voice. “nori?” she called out, unable to open her eyes, relying strictly to her hearing as she reached her shaky hands out for him. “her senses might be slightly off, just let her do it herself,” the woman’s voice noted, and she felt annoyed. how dare you underestimate me, her mind scoffed.

“my senses are fine. see?” she claimed as she held noritoshi’s hand up. he smiled, gently rubbing her hand with encouragement. “thanks, shoko, we are fine.”

“i’ll leave you be then. call me if you need anything.”

she listened to the clacking of shoko’s heels, followed by the door opening and slamming shut. she jumped, but he held her hand tighter, reassuring her that it’s alright. “so why can’t i see?” she asked, confident that they are alone now. she felt the bed sunk a little on the left side, “you were high on anesthesia, i’m surprise you could even move your jaw to speak.” she felt a finger brushed her hair aside, breath loomed on her face and she could feel her own face reddening up.

“are you going to kiss me or are you just going to tease me?” his heart swell up, despite her shaky voice almost made him laugh.

“do you trust me?” his hand cupped her cheek gently.

she nodded eagerly, “always.”

“good.”

his kiss hit her like a waft of fresh air. every kiss felt like a first kiss to her that she couldn’t help to react so eagerly to it. his tongue slipped through her defense, overwhelming her taste buds with such strong taste of iron. it didn’t stop her. she knew what he was doing from start. he peeked a little, didn’t stop a second from kissing her as he watched his blood marking appeared on her face. her hands went up around her neck pulling him closer and he obeyed, deepening the kiss.

heal; his mind commanded.

after a while, she pulled back, being the one to break apart from the kiss first, her chest raising up and down as she struggled to catch her breath. her eyes were wide open now, fluttering lazily as she leaned back on the propped-up pillow. he wiped the corner of his lips, eyes on her as he watched the open wound on her face and arms slowly closed leaving the fresh healed red marks behind. he relaxed when he heard a thank you coming from her, as she checked her healed arms.

“i’m disappointed with you,” he finally broke the silence.

“really?” she frowned. he always does this thing where he will immediately go into lecture mood every time she does something that pisses him off. it’s almost like a game to her as she waited for him to explode, “right now? not even going to wait until i’m discharged. this is a new record, toshi. like shoko said, i’m fine.” he shook his head, “it doesn’t make it right. you always disobeyed me. ignored my orders, going about with your goddamn big head, you could’ve been killed.”

she rolled her eyes, noritoshi is being noritoshi, what a drama queen, she mentally rolled her eyes, “but i’m not,” she pushed her hair back, twisting it easily into a simple loose knot, “i told you, i am not weak.”

“your shikigami was destroyed, your blood was poisoned, 70 percent was already circulating to every part of your vein, i had to beg for the higher up to help purify your blood,” her smile died down. this game no longer feels fun for her. noritoshi was really mad this time. “you think it’s fun and all game but game over, y/n. you need to stop doing this. if you can’t do it for me, do it for yourself.”

“leave me alone, nori, if you just going to nag, please i don’t want to hear it. i’m tired.”

it made him angry that she was taking his word lightly. running his hand in his messy hair, he felt like hauling his head to the wall.

“you don’t understand-”

she slammed her hand on the bed, interrupting his words, “no YOU don’t understand me, i’m tired of you babying me. i’m an adult, i am your wife, stop treating me like a fucking child! we have been married for months, but god you’re suffocating me.”

“i will when you stop endangering yourself. i will stop treating your like a child when you stop acting like one. you’re pregnant, for the love of god!” he threw his hand on the wall. the wall cracked from the force. “i’m what?” she felt the world stopped spinning. she was hundred percent sure that her ears and head were deceiving her. he removed his hand from the hole he made on the wall, his body shaking from the amount of anger building up.

“noritoshi, answer me! what do you mean- i’m not pregnant, i had my period this month.”

“you are,” he shrugged. he felt something hit him in the back; looking down he saw the fluffy white pillow sitting by his feet.

he pointed to the bedside table where a sonogram perched up against a tissue box. she was about to lose her mind. “this is not funny, if this is your mean way of fucking me up because i won’t listen to you then this is just fucking cruel.”

he marched towards him, his hand went down on his chin, forcing her eyes on him, “until you stop playing your stupid games, until you stop treating your life like it’s nothing, until you consider my feelings and my worries, as your husband is valid, i do not exist in your life,” tears fell down her cheeks, “like you, i’m tired too.

“nori i-“

he left her before she could say a word. she broke into sob; her chest was pounding so hard that the blood pressure monitor was beeping. the door burst opened but it was not the face she wanted to see. she was immediately hysterical. satoru managed to hold her wrist down before she ripped the tubes and needles off her arms. “no, no, i want nori. where is he!” she screamed as satoru held her down. “you need to calm down, it’s not good for the baby,” satoru cooed, but she was not having it. he turned to shoko, “her cursed energy is skyrocketing, she’s going hysterical, do something!”

“let me go!”

shoko held out a syringe, “hold her down.”

she screamed, thrashing so rough that she almost slipped out of the strongest sorcerer’s hands. she managed to get a needle out before she felt another sharp pain on her back. shoko pulled the empty needle out and they retreated away as she fell on her butt backward. she was reduced to a babbling mess, her eyes drooped as she struggled to fight the waves of sleepiness hitting her one after another.

“tell him i’m sorry,” she croaked out, before everything turned completely dark.

the blood pressure monitor returned back to normal.

three days later;

“are you still going to ignore her? it’s been 3 days.”

“she needs to learn her place.”

gojo satoru disagreed. he eyed the head of the clan, shaking his head before standing up. he thought he could convince noritoshi kamo to visit his wife, but the man was as stubborn as- huh, her.

“i think she have learned enough, she’s miserable. you’re miserable.”

the man glared at the blonde man child, raising the cup of tea up for a sip. the tea doesn’t taste as good as the way she made it. he left her for 3 days and he found himself struggling to do everything alone.

he, noritoshi kamo, 23 years old and the head of the kamo family, could not make a cup of fucking tea.

she always said that the best way to make tea depends on how long you let it steep. “too early and you won’t get the right amount of flavour,” she explained, her back facing him as he watched from the counter as she loomed over the stove, “but if you steep it way too long you going to burn the tea leaves and it will make everything taste bitter.” she turned around, a huge smile on her face that made his heart skipped a beat.

he frowned; the tea tasted bitter.

“she’s pregnant, she’s supposed to be crazy. you are supposed to be the wise one. she is going to carry your child for 9 long months, i can’t explain to you how long that’s going to be but she is allowed to be crazy.”

he dropped the cup on the floor when gojo’s hand grabbed him by his collar, pulling him up from his chair.

“now please, see your goddamn wife before i deck you in the mouth.”

“i will.”

satisfied with his answer, gojo’s demeanor changed and he was again the man child they all know of him. noritoshi could no longer focus on the report in front of him; not when his mind is full of her and only her.

would she forgive him? he wasn’t sure.

but he would spend his lifetime making up to her and the baby if that’s necessary.

#I FEEL LIKE THIS ONE IS JUST AINT IT AND I MIGHT REMOVE IT #jjk #jjk angst #jujutsu kaisen #kamo noritoshi #noritoshi kamo #noritoshi x y/n #jjk y/n #jujutsu kaisen x y/n #jujutsu kaisen x you #gojo satoru #wild gojo appeared #tw blood #noritoshi x reader #i already have part 3.5 have written tho loool #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #writing: fics

267 notes · View notes

xhomeless-ghostx · 4 years

Text

And I’ll be your Honey -Eugene x reader (Animal crossing: New Horizons)

My very first animal crossing fic, let alone my very first character x reader fic 👀 I dont know how long this will be, but I already have the second chapter started hehe. I hope you enjoy!

...

Your day starts off with the usual morning announcements, if you could even call them that. Isabelle usually rambled on about her hobbies, or about the TV show that was on last night instead of reporting actual news. You enjoyed listening to her talk though, She's always so busy being cooped up in that resident services building. It seems like the announcements are the only way she can actually express herself for a bit.

Your house was rather close to the resident services building, so you could hear the announcements loud and clear from your bed. You might have to talk about moving with Tom nook, countless times the loud speaker has woken you up, but then again listening to Isabelle made you smile, but not when it startled you out of your deep slumber.

The sunshine dripped into your room, casting beams of light onto the pictures you owned of your friends. You sat up sluggishly, the covers falling from your shoulders and revealing your skin to the cold air. You felt a shiver shoot down your spine, and goosebumps emerge on your skin, So you quickly covered yourself again. The summer heat was killer outside, so you kept it at a solid 68 degrees inside. You laid there curled up in your blankets, trying to get warm. After a few minutes of burrowing like a hamster, you sat up holding the blankets close to your body. It dawns on you that you should check the time, so you pull out your phone. It’s noon, and you’re slapping yourself mentally because you slept in so late. The day was still young, but you just like the feeling of getting up early.

You stared off into the distance as you pondered about what you could do today. Perhaps you would finally work on getting bells, after all you’re impatient and would rather spend all your bells on a new bridge rather than waiting for donations. Or maybe, you’d go harass your neighbors to hang out. That sounds more enjoyable than slaving over a workbench, crafting the hot item that was selling for double that day. You made up your mind and stood up, grabbing some clothes, waking to the bathroom. As soon as you got to your sink, You received a text from a certain koala.

——————

Hey (y/n)! Today it’s gonna be another day in paradise, meaning it’s gonna be nice out. We should hang out, and enjoy the weather together..!

You smiled down at your phone, and giggled. It Seems like Eugene already had plans for hanging out with you today, which sent a surge of excitement down to your stomach, giving you butterflies. Never before have you had someone who would put as much effort into hanging out with you than Eugene. For having such a “cool” persona, he was quite the sweetheart.

———————

Okay!! lemme get ready. Where are we meeting at?

How does the cherry tree by the river sound? We can pick some cherries and share em.

Okay, sounds good!!! I’ll be there shortly :)

Sick, see you then!!

———————

You rush out the door, and the outside world welcomes you with a breeze, followed by warm rays from the sun. You inhale the fresh air of the island, and exhale peacefully.

When you were younger, you’d always visit an island and go on tours there, but instead of taking a plane you took a small boat. Though, You’d never expect to be in charge of making a vacant island into a tourist attraction. So far, your island was rated four stars out of five, you were doing a damn good job of making the island enjoyable. All the residents seemed pleased as well.

You pulled out your phone and checked the map. You knew where the tree was, but you wanted the fastest route. You gazed upon the map for a second, and came up with a route that would take you directly there. And with that, you rushed off, pulling out your vaulting pole. As you casually jogged along the stone streets, the background changed into a large forested area, filled with your island’s native fruit. You ran alongside the river, startling the fish that were near the river bank. Since you scared all the fish away, a certain cranky wolf who was fishing had a bone to pick with you, but before they could catch you, you were gone.

As you neared, you could see Eugene standing up against the cherry tree, casually gazing upon the nearby rose garden. Eugene always had a way of looking attractive, even when it wasn’t intentional. As you sprinted towards him, Eugene got a glance of you and perked up, smiling in your direction. Seeing him look so happy made your chest swell up. You walked faster, beaming with eagerness to talk to him.

“It’s about time you showed up, yeah buddy.” The koala joked, smirking at you. You chuckled, and punched his shoulder gently.

“I had to pick out an outfit that looked good.” You replied, leaning up against the tree as well. You took a moment to catch your breath before shaking the tree, and collecting the cherries.

“After all, i can’t hang out with such a fashion icon such as yourself looking like a bum.” You grinned, popping a cherry into your mouth. You let yourself fall back onto the cherry tree, and relaxed.

Eugene chuckled, and glanced at you through his shades. You could never tell where he was looking, his sun glasses were tinted so darkly. But he had to hide those small peepers somehow. For a brief moment there was a pause, it was just you two staring at each other. Eugene really enjoyed talking to you, and in general just being around you. You felt the same exact way, what wasn’t there to love about him? Though half the time, you were afraid you’d do something uncool and mess up what you have with him. Ironically, he had the same fear. He wanted to impress you, so he did everything in his power to do so. In all honesty, he just liked doing nice things for you. seeing you happy made him feel peaceful. In the moment, it was just you two. He didn’t care about the gossip that was whispered about him, or the fact that someone pissed him off earlier that day. All his stress melted away with every minute you two were together.

“Ehh, I dunno doll, Compared to you I’m the bum. You’re always rocking some radical fit. Yeah buddy.” Eugene replied, taking a cherry from your hand and popping it into his mouth. After a few seconds of chewing, he turned his head and spit out the pit into the grass.

“You know, apples are good, but nothin beats fresh cherries. I’m glad you plucked some from your last trip, yeah buddy!” He exclaimed, grinning.

You chuckle, handing him the last cherry. Casually you shoved your hands into your pockets as you looked up to the sky.

“They really do hit the spot, eh?” You reply, gazing up at the clouds that passed overhead. “Hm, I still prefer apples tho.”

Eugene nodded his head. The koala pushed himself off the tree, took a few steps, and stood in front of you. He wasn’t very tall, but he still had some height on you. It was weird having a koala bear being taller than you, all the other ones you knew were either shorter, or the same height.

“Hey, I have an idea. Let’s uh, have a jam session at my place? Yeah buddy.” The koala suggested, hoping you’d agree.

a sudden surge of excitement rushed through you, and you instantly agreed. Usually this meant that Eugene would play his guitar for you, or one of his other instruments.

“Pshh, so much for enjoying the nice weather though.” You laugh, standing up straight.

“Well, we can still enjoy the weather from inside. That’s why we have windows!” Eugene smiled, motioning for you to lead the way to his house. Your smile grew wider as you rolled your eyes at his corny remark. Together you walked to his house, talking about who’s going to play their playlist first.

——————-

Forward to a few hours, and you guys are jamming out to some rock music, Specifically K.K. Rock. You watched as Eugene followed the song on his guitar, absolutely killing it. You relaxed on the couch with him, enjoying the moment.

“Where did you learn to play that so well?” You asked, in awe. You knew Eugene could play Instruments well, but you rarely got a personal show like this.

Eugene grew tense, and froze up.

“Well uh, I was in a band once. We were playing at house shows mostly, you know really underground type of stuff. We had a dramatic break up and everything, but me and the boys are still cool with each other, yeah buddy.” Eugene replied, not taking his eyes off of his guitar.

The song came to an end, but he continued to play. The melody slowly changed, becoming softer. You sat there and listened, staring up at the ceiling, totally being engulfed by the music. Nothing relaxed you more than listening to Eugene play, and he really appreciated that you enjoyed it so much. After all, what’s a musician without an audience?

“Huh, interesting...What position were you?” You asked, looking over at him. You were trying to make conversation, but you found it rather hard. You didn’t know the technical terms for the different positions in a band.

“It varied, I was either the lead singer or on the guitar when the main guy wasn’t able to play. Of course either way I killed my part.” He replied boldly, quickly pulling a cool pose next to you.

“Damn, it seems like you were really livin back then.” You said smiling, carefully watching him play.

He concluded his song, and set his guitar down. “Hey, you’re makin it seem like I’m some kinda retired old guy. I’m still the fresh and handsome koala I was back then!” he laughed awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck.

“I mean yeah I was livin, but I prefer the island life. I dunno, it’s more relaxing and chill, and it’s even better that you’re here.” He said, smirking at you. You blushed, and looked away Grinning. Eugene always had a knack for breaking your cool and collected attitude, and he enjoyed seeing the more soft and easily flustered side of you. Though, he was the same way. He could be really cool and slick, but if you got close enough with him, he was the biggest softie.

You let out a content sigh, and looked back at him. He was staring at you, his cheeks were colored a soft pink. It seemed like now was the perfect time to hit him with a flirty remark, a taste of his own medicine if you will. You smirk, and open your mouth.

“Hey, if you keep staring I’ll have to..” you freeze up, and your mind goes blank. Oh no, you couldn't come up with a good line. You’ve sent yourself to the embarrassment realm. Eugene quirks an eye brow, and smirks, you already knows he’s gonna say something that’s gonna end your whole career, and make you die of embarrassment.

“Oh? Whatcha gonna do, hotshot?” Eugene spoke smoothly, leaning in close to you. You could feel your face get really hot, but you were frozen in place. Oh god, his tone of voice killed you. You hated how smug he was, and how he knew what made you flustered. You shook your head, and laughed. “I don’t know, maybe I’ll fight you, and really give you something to stare at.” You sheepishly laughed, regretting even trying to be a flirt like Eugene.

“Psh, I’ll have you know I’ve starred in a lot of movies about fighting, so I know a couple of moves that would send you flyin, Yeah buddy.” He said standing up, and stretching.

“I mean..I’d send you flyin’, and I’d catch you with open arms. Smooth style baby!” Eugene said, grinning and striking a prideful pose.

You leaned back into the couch, and quickly replied with; “The only thing smooth here is your Brain!”

“Hey, a smooth brain to go with my smooth style; a match made in heaven, yeah buddy!”

#writing #Eugene x Reader #ac eugene #animal crossing eugene #animal crossing new horizions #animal crossing #Eugene

27 notes · View notes

voidselfshipp · 3 years

Text

The Forgotten Revolutionary

Cw: food, alcohol, dysphoria.

Ok to rb

Part 1 here

The week passed, jerico sighed looking at herself in the mirror, the beautiful yellow dress with the tight fitted jacket made her look absolutely beautiful, the Neighing of horses meant that the carriage sent by Alexander had arrived.

During the ride there she stares at the passing buildings, she wondered how Many of her there were out there.

Attracted to both (or more) genders,feeling different every day, what was the chance that there were other people like her?.

The stable boy pulled the horses in the stable and jerico Walked to the entrance of the Hamilton residence.

The music played softly, jer made her way across the crowd Spotting Hamilton in the distance.

She quickens her pace-- jerico! Glad you could come!--Hamilton hugged her tightly, a little more tighter than a normal guest-- was the ride here smooth?

She nodded-- yes it was, thank you for inviting me

Before he could say anything, laurens,lafayette and hercules walk in bolting to their friend.

-- bonjour madame-- lafayette said kissing jeris knuckles-- nice to see you here

She nodded --Its nice to see you all here too

Alexander scowled-- im sure you must be hungry, the buffet is over there in the diningroom,if you dont know the way ill go with you

--Look at Alex wanting jerico for himself-- laurens teased.

Jer rolled her eyes with baby Pink cheeks-- if youll excuse me gentlemen

She bowed and Walked over to the dining room, she spun around admiring all of the little details in the building.

She could spend hours admiring the place, If only she brought her art supplies.

Jerico grabs something to eat sitting on one of the Chairs.

The people around her mind their bussines, her leg bounces drinking from her wine.

As she finished her food the familiar yet unpleasant feeling in her stomach,she stands up running outside with her breath quickening.

SHe hides behind some bushes and holds his head.

Jer tries to take deep breaths wanting to rip this dress appart.

No, this wasnt his clothes, his body.

-- jerico...are you okay? -- hercules sat with him.

--Y yeah im fine

Her raised a brow-- uh-huh...whats up-- he takes his hand.

-- Its nothing!-- he tells him, he couldnt know!, no what would he think.

The tailor grabs him by the arms, he stands up and runs away jerico quickens his pace trying to get home before the sun fully sets.

-- wheres jerico?--Hamilton asked.

--She went running away, she seemed upset...

Alexander sighed-- ill write her in the morning, I hope shes okay...

Jer crashed his bed with tears running down his bed, he took off the dress hiding it between his other clothes.

-- this body doesnt feel right

clutching my bones tight

smash the mirror into pieces

this is not me either

i cant scape it

This feeling in my belly

this is not what my bones tell me-- jer peeked his head from his window-- i left her there just as I arrived to that ball

and left him with uncertainty

and confusion Among them Will spread

tomorrow Will tell me how bad I set the stage last night

i dont want to be awake right now

the covers call my name

tomorrow Will be another day... -- jer blows out the candle and curls up in bed, the only thing visible was his head.

The Next day they drag themself out of bed, making breakfast feeling miserable.

After eating they Open up their closet, looking away from the yellow dress.

He grabs his shirt and pants, pulling his hair up hiding it in a beanie.

On his way to work he munches on a toast, feet dragging on the stone-y roads.

For most of the day he does nothing, he didnt feel like painting today.

The bell rings as none other than hercules walks over to jerico.

He panics, thanking god he didnt recognize him like this.

--Good afternoon gentleman-- herc said-- im looking for this New set of paints, they are for fabric, im working on a dress for a friend

"Lucky gal"he thought-- I think we have some paints like that, let me check the storage

He walks towards said storage rumminshing through the boxes.

Hercules freezes, his eyes had wandered down to jericos butt, for a Man he had a very big one, his cheeks turn Darker for a moment.

What...what was this New feeling he had? He couldnt be...

--There we go!, okay this arrived yesterday-- jer said plscing the box infront of him-- twenty dollars

Herc almost melts when he saw him smile, he fumbled with his money handing it to him-- Will I...see you tomorrow? Because im tight on time and I need some other stuff too

He nodded-- maybe, depende really, tomorrow my twin could come, shes very nice, Whatever you need tell her tomorrow

Herc nodded and grabbed his paints walking away.

Jer giggled at his clumsiness and went into his art studio, wanting to paint something.

At night hercules went out drinking with his Friends,he downs his second glass of sam Adams-- I need to tell yall something...-- herc said gaining the attention of his Friends.

-- yeah Man what is it?-- laurens asked.

-- yknow the cute guy that works with jerico at the art shop?

-- yeah, thats her twin isnt he?-- Hamilton said-- his name was...lafayette! Yeah just like our french friend over here

-- well I...I might find him attractive!-- hercules slurred quickly-- please dont judge me!

Lafayette out of the nothing took out a flag,a magenta, purple and blue one-- we all Bisexual in this bitch-- he said.

Laurens tilted his head-- dude youll break the timeline, put that back

-- hey! Im just telling herc we all are bi -- the frenchman shoved back the flag into the nothingness.

Hercules lets out a sigh of relief-- thank god

For them the night ended happily as jerico kept on working on their painting

A Man pulling his clothes away revealing a woman who was trying to do the same with her dress while inside a box.

They closed up shop after that and went to bed.

#cw food #tw food #cw alcohol #tw alcohol #tw dysphoria #cw dysphoria #f/o fic #polyship: tomorrow there'll be more of us #herc mulligan tag pending

1 note · View note