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tomatoswup · 11 months

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Hello !! Can i have some fluff for tristamp!vash please 👉👈 (i'm sorry if i made some grammatical mistakes, english is not my first language :'))

Reader is ww's little sister, and she admires her brother so much that she would copy his cool characteristics, but deep down her personality is more shy, introverted, pure and innocent (as a result of hanging around with vash). One day ww asked his sister to go and confess to vash already (bcs ww can't take it anymore to see both vash and his sister just so sickeningly oblivious about eachother's feelings). So the reader went to confess to vash trying to be cool like her brother and all but failed miserably and return to her original personality (which leaves her stuttering, fidgeting, etc.)

I just realized it's so long- (I'm sorry 😔) feel free to pass this req :D and please keep yourself safe and healthy despite your busy schedule ^^

Confess!

A/N: Thank you for the request anon🫶🫶 This came out alot more longer than i thought,, also sorry for the late response I was multitasking with some work I was doing for school :/ i hope i did the request right -wheeze- Sorry for making you wait D: Enjoy🌱

warnings/tags: vash x reader, little sister!reader and big brother! Wolfwood,,, fluff, 2 am writing bc i need to fix my sleep schedule asap💪💪,, trigun coded chaotic confession from reader,,

Wolfwood liked to consider himself to be an observer, in more ways than one. Being a "priest" on the side, observation was one of the key things he did to keep both you and him alive in these treacherous deserts of No Man's Land but sometimes.

Oh just sometimes, it felt like a curse. And maybe it felt like that because he had watched on as his baby sister slowly fell in love with a moralistic idiot...Eh like a quarter of an idiot really.

"Ow ow ow..." Vash winced in pain as you tightened the bandages on his arm. After a nasty bounty hunter encounter, the group of you guys had decided to take a moments break from the road and crash at this small town that hadn't been too far from where you guys had been. And since having been given a med-kit by a kind family you had run into a while back, you took it upon yourself to patch everyone up with a stern eye, one that Wolfwood often shot at people.

In reality, it was the worst stern eye that Wolfwood couldn't help but want to stifle his laugh.

"Oh shut it, always getting hurt." You scoffed at the sorry-smiling blonde, cleaning the small gash on his right cheek "You act like you can’t die Vash, we're not all immortal..." He let out another small squeak of pain as you accidentally pressed down a little too hard on the wound "You need to take care of yourself a little more."

"Sorry about that.. I’ll try to be careful next time.." Vash sweat-dropped, trying to stop shying away from the cloth of alcohol you held up to him.

From above, Wolfwood dug into the pockets of his jacket, rummaging for another loose lollipop as he watched from the top compartment of the car in silence to not disturb the pair of you.

What? He was there first! Talking about ruining his evening nap..He put the newly found lollipop into his mouth and continued to watch on.

"Hey..." Vash muttered as you swiped your finger across his cheek, making sure the bandage held up.

"Hm?"

With a jolt, you quickly looked up when you felt the warmth of another hand cover your own. "Are you okay?" Vash asked softly as he gave you a concerned glint. Shit, you hadn't noticed you were slightly trembling.

Maybe that encounter ruffled your feathers a bit too much...Were you okay?

"I-" You choked out, feeling that odd churning sensation in your chest that you've only really come to realize you would get only around him. And it made you mentally blow a fuse.

W-What do you say!?!

It took a moments thought before you regained your composure at the sudden touch "I'm..I’m fine Vash.” You reassured him, playfully using your freehand to fix the glasses that had been falling off his nose “Don’t worry about me.”

'Are you kidding me?' Wolfwood thought in exasperation. 2 months, these small little talks and touches have been going on for 2 months now. Two months of him enclosed in a car as the both of you passively flirted with each other.

Yes, passive. Little bits here and there and suddenly you wear his jacket sometimes?

He can't handle the both of you anymore, it felt like he was drinking a overly sugary soda.

At least put a name to it!

Spotting Roberto making his way back to the car from not too far away, an idea struck up in Wolfwood's mind. Something to end the suffering, and something to perhaps help his little sister out.

"HEY ROBERTO!" Wolfwood lazily called out, jump scaring both Vash and you into standing like mercenaries ready for war. Looking up, you couldn't help but frown to see your brother mischievously waving down at the two of you.

"TAKE NEEDLE NOGGIN WITH YOU TO FIND SOME OF THE CAR PARTS! Let his ass do something..." He muttered the last part under his breath as Vash sighed, ultimately being pulled from the back of his jacket by Roberto who continued to walk down the road.

Was that a "Can we leave" from Roberto or was it just you?

"I'LL BE BACK!" You heard the spiky blonde shout out to you, and well, you couldn't help but laugh out and wave.

"Now that he's gone..." Wolfwood pressed down on the lollipop with his teeth until a small crack emitted, starting to chew on the poor candy "Seriously? Why don't you just tell him you like him already?"

Stuffing the med-kit back into your bag, you brushed him off "Nic I don't like him.."

Your brother let out a large, rugged laugh "Are you kidding me? For just being friends you two spend an awful long time alone together."

You felt the heat rise up to your face and god did you hope that it was because of the sun.

"Sorry but I'm gettin' tired of seeing the two of you pin for each-"

Wolfwood was interrupted by your muttering, making him hop off the roof of the car for a closer listen "Wanna say that one more time?"

"I can't..." You muttered as you slapped your hands on your cheeks, shooting your older brother a worried, red look "What if he says no?"

No?

You were worried if the love-struck idiot said no?

Have you really not seen how he would stare at you?

Wolfwood couldn't help but tilt his head in disbelief, the stick of his lollipop hanging off the edge of his mouth "Did you really- You try acting like me but you can't confess a little crush? What happened to that?"

You couldn't help but let out a tired exhale, he did have a point after all. As much as you did try to act like him, all brave and careless, you weren't him. Most honestly, the opposite and Vash had come to prove it too many times that you could count.

And maybe you were a bit too mean while you were putting bandages on him..

You covered your mouth, shyly looking away from your brothers' gaze.

Those times he had comforted you whenever you couldn't sleep, or when you were hurt-

"Oh spare me the shyness!" Wolfwood put a hand on his waist, putting his weight to one leg "Shit, if you don't tell him then I'd might as well-"

"NO!" You gasped out in horror at the idea. "No?"

Picking your bag off the floor, you massaged the bridge of your nose "I'll....Shit I'll do it."

Eh, Wolfwood bet two lollipops and a cup of sand that you were really gonna do it. But anything to end this suffering he's witnessed for god knows how long.

"Well, I'm just sayin' you should do it already. Its been way past due anyways..." He flickered his eyes back to you as he roughly ruffled the top of your head, making you whine in annoyance "Ouch Nic stop-"

"Just tell me when you do it. I'll kick his ass if he tries anything weird-"

"SERIOUSLY!?"

"I'M BEING SERIOUS!"

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And that's how you found yourself outside the small town's saloon. Having asked Meryl where Roberto had dragged Vash, she pointed you to the right direction yet it was one you were a bit hesitant to follow.

Did you ever expect yourself to go into a saloon alone?

Hell no, you didn't even really find yourself talking to people in places like that. The last few times you've actually visited a saloon were only really just you sitting in a corner with Meryl or trying your best to sit away from people, watching as you ate your little plate of food but...

Would it really look weird if you strolled right in?

"It's alright..." You egged yourself on quietly "You can do it..Maybe if I just stroll in like Nic it'll be easy..."

I don't think you've seen how Wolfwood himself has entered bars...yikes..

With only a seconds hesitation, you pushed your legs forward and through the wooden double doors of the saloon, striding right into the loud bustling energy filled room.

Okay maybe you should’ve waited a bit more-

Yelling, laughing and god knows what those words were thrown in the air as the severe smell of sweat reached your nose, making you instinctively scrunch your face in disgust. Ew.

"Excuse me miss!" A waitress yelped out, making you take a quick step back nearly avoiding a bad collision with the poor girl serving drinks. Busy day it seemed, but you were here for other things.

Let's see, where could the two of them be- The sudden shout of your name made you do a double take around the room until the flash of red met your eyes and before you realized it, you saw Vash's waving hand of blue shine under the lights.

Well that was easier than you thought!

A wide smile on his face, his eyes practically sparkled as you pushed past several bar-goers and to his table. "Aren't I glad to see you!" Taking the seat next to him, you looked around the room once again "Wasn't Roberto suppose to..." You trailed off, turning and seeing the bummed out look on Vash's face.

"Well, we were gonna get the parts, but he saw the sign outside-"

Ohhh, the "if you bring two people they'll give you 50% off" poster...Made a lot more sense to be honest.

"And well, I guess you know what happened from there..." He sighed, resting his head on his hand, closing his eyes dramatically before batting them up at you "Now why are you here? I know you're not a big fan of these kinds of places."

So it did look weird!

Oh god...Your face began to feel a bit more hotter than usual as you unconsciously started playing around with a loose thread on your pants "Oh um...W-Well I came to tell you..." You nervously laughed out as Vash obliviously smiled at you, waiting for your response.

What if he said no?

With that singular thought, that singular worry that ran through your head once again, you choked. Nope, you couldn't do this.

You felt your heart beat against the walls of your chest alongside the loud environment and it felt...overwhelming. You should’ve done this another time.

The wooden chair scratched across the floor behind you as you shot up from your seat, making Vash jump a little "Actually Vash, I actually wanted to show you something I learned!” You fake laughed, taking a few steps back "But I just think it's bad timing maybe if I could just go outside to think about it-" Fumbling over your words, you hadn't completely taken in your surroundings when suddenly, you felt your back bump into one of the servers.

And with a scream, the server flew backwards and straight into the nearby table, flipping everything onto the...Very burly men sitting around it.

oops…

"HEY!" One of them hollered at you as you threw your hands up in surrender, the bar shushing down as the rest of the men began to spit out threats like venom.

"Woah woah woah! Hey guys, can't we all calm down and just chat? Haha? Maybe my friend here could show you a few tricks she just learned!" Vash intervened, putting a hand on your shoulder as he pulled you back behind him, putting his own body infront of you. Sweat starting to run on his forehead, he gave you one last nervous smile, teeth baring out “Right?”

Definitely not.

As if everything froze, the saloon had gone as silent as a library after Vash's remark.

Ohhh you fucked up...

Big time.

It was until the sudden shout of "Bar Fight!" had run through the room that you snapped out of your daze, realizing someone move faster than you had.

Vash took the opportunity to quickly turn and tackle you down to the ground just in time to dodge various glass bottles that had been heading your way.

"Gotcha!" Vash breathed out, pushing a wooden table down so that the both of you could take cover from the mess that was amping up at every second. The screams, yells and things breaking had made you put your hand over your mouth and listen in horror at the mess you had just created because of your last minute attempt to run away.

"Vash I'm so sorry oh my god.." You cried out from beside him as he gave you a nervous laugh "It's really no problem- GYAH!" He screamed, throwing himself forwards whilst pulling you along to avoid the body of a heavy-weight bounty hunter that had almost been thrown into you guys.

"LIKE I WAS SAYING, THERES NOT REALLY ANY PROBLEM! WE BOTH KNOW THIS IS THE KIND OF TROUBLE I ALWAYS FALL IN!" He yelped as you hurridly crawled to the next table for cover, Vash following behind.

"WHAT DID YOU REALLY WANNA SAY? AT THE TABLE?!" He loudly asked as you snapped your red face to him.

Crap.

Can't escape it now can you?

“I LIKE YOU!” You blurted out over the noise, catching him off guard "But! But uh! Not like the regular kinda like ya know!? More like a like-like? More like you make my stomach flutter and-" You continued to jumble your thoughts out as they zipped through your mind at the speed of light.

Fight or flight? HELL FLIGHT!

Pulling yourself up from the floor and onto your feet, you looked back down at Vash without thinking “IT'S OKAY IF YOU DON'T-"

"WATCH OUT!"

By the end of the day, everything worked out! Uh...Kinda.

"Ow ow ow..." You groaned, trying to lean away from Vash as he wiped the dirt off from the bump on your forehead.

"Hey don't lean away from me~"

This felt familiar didn’t it?

Well, besides getting hit with a metal serving pan square in the head, the both of you were able to get out of that hell hole without any other big injuries besides from your dignity.

And you made a big note to yourself currently sitting on the saloon steps, to never go into a saloon again.

Of course you had to make such a mess whilst just trying to confess your love to someone, it just had to be your luck! Maybe that was what Wolfwood was rubbing off on you!

You tried your best to avoid Vash's peering eyes as the tips of his fingers caressed your forehead, causing goosebumps to run up your shoulders "I never gave you an answer did I?" He pondered. And before you knew it, you felt a quick sting of pressure on your forehead and right on the bump, both hands of his gentle with holding the sides of your cheeks.

"V-Vash!?" You gaped out as he backed away, the blush on his face mimicking your own as he rubbed the back of his neck with his hand "You really had a man's heart pumping with what you said back there! It might have not been as pretty with, uh ya know..” He wiped the bump on your forehead with his thumb “But I’ll always say yes, even if you confessed to me in the deserts or in space..”

You stifled your laugh “Oh really?”

“Definitely.”

The sun had begun to set orange and yellow, illuminating the back of Vash’s body and thinking about it, you hadn't regret all those feelings, or this chaotic moment with him.

It felt like a mental photo that you had taken as those bright blue eyes shined adoringly at you as you couldn't help but break out into giggles.

“You beat me to it though…” He chuckled as he got up and offered his hand down to you. "How does breakfast sound? Maybe I could..confess my love to you in donuts?”

“Well don’t mind if I do~”

Breakfast sounded perfect.

#trigun imagines #vash x reader #trigun #trigun headcanons #trigun stampede x reader #vash imagine #vash the stampede #vash the stampede x reader #:requests💙#nicholas d wolfwood #the sleep schedule effects hittin rn #sorry i made this longer than i thought #I GET TOO AHEAD OF MYSELF

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littlerosetrove · 1 month

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I feel like I just got knocked around by a hurricane. I have a lot to say, too.

My initial Spoiler Thoughts for 7x5, this time by character, because it makes sense for me.

⭐️

HEN AND KAREN

Oh my goodness I loved all of the Hen and Karen stuff we got. Denny is such an understanding and sweet older brother already, bless him. Really the only, um, weird spot to say the least was…… Did the show make an analogy between a young black girl and a dog???? I’m not black, I’m very white, so……………. Stepping aside from that, if I may. I still loved Hen and Karen being amazing people and parents, trying to figure out how to help Mara. Oh I can’t wait to see more of this little family. <3

BUCK

Buck was soooo cringe during the date, but Tommy was so patient, charming, and lovely. Tommy later said he left things off as he did because he didn’t want to pressure Buck. 🥺 I did like that - after talking to Maddie and Eddie - Buck plucked up the courage to call and meet up with Tommy. Yes!!! Don’t give up so quickly my guy, especially if you can’t stop thinking about Tommy. Mmmm I get it. 🩷💜💙

I appreciated Buck apologizing for his weird behavior at the restaurant too. And don’t think I didn’t clock Tommy hearing that Buck has already told his sister about Tommy and she wants to meet him! Please, I know Tommy and Buck aren’t a long term thing, but damn do I want them to last a little longer. For me? 🥺🥺👉👈 I’ve truly never been more excited about Bucks love interest as I am now.

Maddie was a gem during the scene where Buck came out to her. You could see her mentally pivoting a few times, just trying to understand what was going on and of course being there for her silly bisexual disaster of a brother.

EDDIE

I can’t separate Marisol from her actress, so that after sex scene gave me the ick. And I now know more about Eddie and Marisol’s sex life than their actual relationship. Thanks, I hate it.

Marisol was almost a nun? …..Idk idk, I’m not Latina or Catholic, but it all kinda feels like it’s being played for laughs, and mixing in stereotypes there.

Bobby and his kiss of death relationship talk. It seems Eddie asking Marisol to move in surprised even him. And he said something about Eddie having issues committing to things/people, except Shannon. I need more time to think about that, but I feel mixed about the Shannon of it all. ….Like yes she was a big part of his life obviously, they were messy, Eddie loved her, I get all of that. I really do. But idk, why does so much tie back to her? Like okay. Okay… I just hope that the show is working towards Eddie actually starting to work through and heal *gestures* from the Shannon of it all. Because so far the ghost of Shannon still hangs over him, and idk how to phrase it, but… I’d like a story for Eddie that isn’t always connected to her, you know? Please let this man go back to therapy and heal, not just from his PTSD in the army, which was the focus in season 5. And I get that Eddie’s general weirdness about Marisol comes back to the Shannon of it all. Speaking of.

Eddie admits that he goes with his gut, then lets his head catch up later, and it doesn’t usually work out. So then. Wait. He asked her to move in, and I guess we’re supposed to assume because Eddie just wasn’t thinking??? Clearly. Seriously wtf Eddie. And now he’s like, “let's start over and really get to know each other.” Sure! Cause it seems you guys don’t know anything after a few months of dating, just like us! And HI. YEAH, what the fuck does Chris even think about all of this? Does he even know Marisol’s last name? Does Eddie????

Y’all this is so messy. So, what. Eddie asked Marisol to move in with him, and I’d HOPE Chris knows this. But then at the end of the episode, they’re both like “teehee sure, lets not move in together. yet!!” What the hell is Chris going to think about this when he comes back? One minute this random woman, a glorified babysitter, is moving in, and now she’s not. @andavs made a kinda devastating and enlightening post about this. Basically, is Eddie rushing (but taking back??) things with Marisol because he’s trying to prove to Chris that people/women don’t always leave????

Like, hell, I know Eddie was joking (but only kind of) with Buck about maybe he needs to break up with Marisol because of the whole nun thing. It’s kinda giving, in it’s own unique way, Buck and Taylor vibes, in the sense of Buck cheating on Taylor and then panic asking her to move in. Although in this case, we have NO IDEA why Eddie asked Marisol to move in beyond his gut feeling I guess???????

Ugh, I’m kinda feeling frustrated because I’m just honestly confused by Eddie’s decisions this episode. Because before this episode, we knew fuck all about the relationship, and now he’s asking Marisol to move in, AND THEN, saying nevermind? For now??????????

I know we have to wait for more episodes to get a better understanding and all that, but yeah. Frustrated. And I know Marisol and Eddie aren’t end game. One thing though I want to note, if Eddie and Marisol are in any way parallelling Buck and Taylor, it’s entirely possible Marisol will stick around until the end of this season, just like Taylor did all of season 5. Idk, just prepare yourself.

BUCK & EDDIE

It’s been 84 years but we finally got a Buddie hug!!!!!!!! THANK GOD.

Eddie is surprised Tommy is gay, but doesn’t seem surprised that Buck isn’t straight? Huh........

Eddie can’t even say the word sex. My dude.

There were soooo many fruity things being said between these two all episode. A very large fruit basket. Buck saying he wishes he could help Eddie?? Like yeah, he didn’t actually mean help Eddie with his pent up sex drive or whatever, but COME ON.

Eddie affectionately calling Buck an idiot. Guess what Eddie, you’re both idiots and you’re perfect for each other. (a bit later. let me keep buck and tommy just a tiny bit longer. and then you two probably have some shit to work through and figure out before you get together anyway.)

Is the show doing some kinda “Hangovers” pseudo episode?? What with the clearly crazy bachelor party gone wrong???

⭐️

PHEW. Yeah uh. This was quite the episode. A lot of good things, but some weird and questionable things too. I’ll probably have more to say later, but I’ve said a lot for now. And frankly I think we all need the two week break before the wedding episode.

EDIT: OH. I am bummed we didn't get an on screen scene, even brief, of Buck apologizing to Eddie for hurting him. Was it even brought up??? Meh.

#911 spoilers #9-1-1 #Evan Buckley #Eddie Diaz #Hen Wilson #Karen Wilson #my thoughts #long post

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keerysquinn · 1 year

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❛ it’s better with you here. ❜ or ❛ you remembered? ❜ for steddie? 🥹👉👈

What if I went a little wild and included both? Thanks for requesting! I hope you enjoy it <3

He never would have admitted it out loud, but Eddie was nervous. For the first time in a long time, Corroded Coffin had a gig somewhere other than The Hideaway, and there were quite a few more people than the three or four drunks he was used to playing for. For as long as he could remember, performing his music in front of a huge crowd of adoring fans had been his number one goal, and this was a step in the right direction, but it was still more than a little bit intimidating.

The first song sounded good, but Eddie couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. That his audience could tell that he was uncomfortable and having a hard time finding himself on that stage. As he was about to start the second song, he noticed the door to the bar opening out of the corner of his eye, and in walked Steve Harrington looking extremely out of place in that stupid yellow sweater that Eddie liked so much. When Steve noticed Eddie looking at him, he offered up a smile and a little wave before taking up one of the empty seats at the bar, and with that small gesture, Eddie's nerves melted away.

It wasn't the sold out arena show he'd dreamed about, but Eddie felt like the audience really connected with him. He wasn't sure if they fully loved every single song, but they'd clapped, and the band hadn't been booed off the stage, so that was a start. He noticed Steve making his way over, so he sat down on the edge of the bar's small stage to wait for him.

"Didn't expect to see you here, Harrington," Eddie said once Steve was in earshot.

"You said this was the first time you were playing this venue, and I know you said you were a little nervous for that, so I figured a friendly face in the audience wouldn't be a bad thing," he said with a shrug.

"You remembered that?"

"Well, yeah. If this is important to you, it's important to me, too. Sorry I was late. I wanted to be here before you started, but I was giving Henderson a ride home, and his mom practically held me hostage with a dinner invite. And you know I can't say no to her."

Eddie felt his heart skip a beat. He was important to Steve. If they'd been anywhere other than a crowded bar, he might have finally admitted his feelings. He might have even pulled him close and finally kissed him the way he had wanted to for far too long now. But there were too many people for him to feel comfortable doing that. He'd have to settle for a different kind of honesty instead.

"I'm really glad you came," he admitted. "It's better with you here, you know. I'm better when you're here. Less nervous."

"You mean that?" Steve asked, diverting his gaze. Eddie noticed the faintest blush starting to grace his cheeks.

"Yeah, I do. Don't let it go to your head or anything, okay?"

Steve stepped forward a little and kicked the stage a little bit.

"I know you probably have to help the guys load up the van, and you probably have plans with your friends, but would you wanna go to the diner with me when you're done here? Maybe get an after-show snack?"

"Didn't you just tell me you already had dinner with the Hendersons?"

"So I'll sit and watch you eat then."

"Okay. Sure. I'll meet you there in half an hour?"

"See you then."

As Steve walked away, Eddie smiled to himself. Maybe that night was going to be a good night to confess his feelings after all.

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#steddie fic #steddie #steddie fanfic #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie drabbles #my writing #I hope it's okay I went with pre-relationship steddie like right before they admit their feelings because I like to write the pining #this is also a little longer than I thought it would be but I'm very happy with it

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a-glimpse-of-fantasy · 2 years

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Your Dream…

Chapter 7

English is not my first language so please spare me the grammar mistakes. 🙈

You can read the previous chapters from here.

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Hope you like it 👉👈

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Chapter 7 - I will not leave you again…

The instant she was about to run out, Jake stepped in and was surprised to see her in a teary mess. The moment she spotted him, Oshi ran to his arms as fast as she could. Jake was shocked to find her like this so early in the morning. He could only guess that she may have had a nightmare. “Oshi, What’s wrong?”

Unable to hear him, she kept crying her heart out as the confused man gently patted her head. Finally, after a long time, she rumbled through sobs. “I thought- hic - you left.”

…

Seeing her this way, his self-hatred surged up. Oshi was in this state because of him. Everything was his fault. She deserved none of that suffering... For one reason alone; she fell in love with someone like him... She was in so much pain.

Frankly, he did not deserve her.

The front of his jacket was soaked with her tears as she eventually ceased to sob.

Her swollen eyes were dyed red, and her cheeks burned; she seemed to have a slight fever. Jake laid a wet towel on her forehead after laying her down.

“I’m sorry, Oshi. I left to buy you some clothes. I should have informed you beforehand.” Then, as she stared at his figure persistently with hazy eyes, Jake brought the porridge he ordered earlier. “You were sound asleep, so I didn’t expect you to wake up before I came back.”

She mumbled, almost inaudible, “I was alone, the bed was cold…I thought-” He lifted her upper body to rest on the pillows while she mumbled. “I thought last night was your apology.” Then grabbed his free hand with trembling hands.

“...Oshi. I promise you. I would never disappear like that again.” She slightly opened her lips as he held the spoon before wiping her mouth with a tissue,“Do you trust me?”

She weakly nodded before letting out a faint voice, “Yes.”

“Thank you. Really, thank you, Oshi….” Jake muttered over and over again as he kissed her temple.

***

Jessy ran out of patience while waiting to hear from her friend who suddenly left with the man who "claimed" to be her lover. No matter how rational and open-minded Oshi was, she was nothing of that sort regarding Jake. Jessy recalled Hannah describes Jake from their video call. Although as expected, his image was altered, leaving no trace of his appearance. Jessy remembered Oshi drunk talking that Jake’s hair was black. But there could be thousands of black-haired men everywhere you go.

She had been calling Oshi for hours, yet nobody picked up. Neither of her texts made it. She felt stupid about not getting the address of where Oshi went last night. Eventually determined to inform the others of the group, Jessy called Oshi one last time.

This time the call was answered, “Oshi! Do you know how worried I was?! Where are you? At least tell me where! Although the phone was answered, there was no response from the other side, which left her more distraught.

“Oshi? Why aren’t you talking?! is everything okay? Oshi, please! Say something!”

[...Jessica.]

A deep voice rang through the line instead of her friend’s. Oshi had saved her number as Jessy. And she could only think of one person who would persistently call her ‘Jessica'.

“Jake?”

[Yes. I apologize for not answering soon. Oshi was asleep; thus, it felt wrong to answer her calls.]

Was he being serious? The guy who hacked their phones several times without permission, now said it was rude to answer his sleeping girlfriend's phone. It was laughable.

“She was asleep all the time? She didn’t answer me at all, be honest. Are you truly Jake? Give me your address, or I’m calling the police!”

[Her phone was on silent mode, and we are staying at - mm…Jake?]

The sleepy voice of a young woman cut him off from the other side. Jessy sighed in relief. Both their voices were heard through the line.

[Oshi.]

[Mm. Is that my phone?]

[Yes. Jessica kept calling, so I answered, assuming she would be worried.]

[Jessy? Is she still on?]

[Yes.]

Soon Oshi voiced, [Jessy!]. Her voice sounding tired yet joyous.

“Oshi! I was worried.”

[I’m so sorry, Jessy…My phone was on silent mode.]

“It’s okay. As long as you’re fine…I was about to call the police but tried one last time, you know?”

[Oh my! I nearly turned Jake into a kidnapper. Haha!]

“Haha. Yeah. You almost did.”

[Are you home?]

“Yes. I was cleaning.”

[Sorry. I was gonna help you.]

“It’s okay, Oshi. Today is a happy day for you.”

[Hehe! Of course. I’ll come back afternoon.]

“Alright. Goodbye, Oshi!”

[Hm. Goodbye, Jessy!]

Jessy was genuinely happy for her friend, who finally met the person she yearned for all along. She wanted to surprise the group by breaking the news, but let Oshi do it herself in the end.

***

“Are you alright now?”

Jake watched as she came back from the shower, his face full of worries. She smiled as she stretched her hands to be hugged. He obliged her by embracing her and then kissing her forehead.

“My head hurts a bit, but that’s okay.”

“I shouldn’t have gone without telling you. I’m so-” Oshi cut him off with her index finger and then shook her head.

“That’s only because I panicked unnecessarily. Not your fault.” The young woman took his hand, guiding him to sit on the bed before placing both her hands on his broad shoulders. “You know Jake. I want you to stop apologizing.” Sitting on his lap, the woman continued as she stroked his short jet-black hair. “Do you know that from the moment we met, almost every time you talked, it was an apology? Most of the time, you looked at me with apologetic eyes?”

He was honestly a bit surprised. Jake didn’t want her to notice, he thought he hid it well. It turned out that he really couldn’t hide anything from this woman. Thus, he decided to be honest from the start.

“Then what am I supposed to say? Oshi, how am I supposed to look at you?”

-To be Continued.

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wonderfilworld · 3 years

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hello love!! how’re you doing? i was wondering if you could do a young!Remus x reader where they are friends, and reader’s skirt rides up in class. and Remus has to go tell her and he’s a blushing mess? maybe it could lead to smut? 👉👈 thank you! have a lovely day<3

INNOCENT REMUS I

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a/n: hi!! (this ask is from so long ago) but I'm doing great, thank you for asking, I hope you are too!!

warnings/contains: NSFW! smut: super innocent Remus (he's just so sweet and cute), the most dom reader you will probably ever get out of me (idk tho cuz this was kinda fun to write tbh), corruption, oral male-receiving, masturbation; kissing duh, cursing- as always. All characters are 18+ :)

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History of Magic is usually the dullest, most boring, absolutely awful class that Hogwarts students have to go through. Even someone as smart as Remus Lupin can admit that, yet he listens attentively as the professor drags on and on and on…

But today is different.

Today, you stroll into the classroom and Remus’ eyes go wide at the sight. Apparently, your normal skirt must be dirty or torn or something, because what you walked in wearing was a couple sizes too small, barely covering the bottom of your ass as your hips sway on the journey to your seat.

You sit beside him as you normally do, turning to say your usual morning greetings. He does his best to keep his eyes away from your bare legs as you speak, he can see in his peripherals how your legs spread further apart as the two of you converse.

When someone at the table behind you says something, you turn even more in your seat, and Remus’ eyes flit down to your spread legs. He nearly loses his breath when he’s met with the sight of your panties, pretty and purple and very clearly on display.

He doesn’t know what to do, knows you’ll be embarrassed if he brings it up now, but luckily class begins at that moment and you’re forced to turn back around as you begin scribbling notes from the lesson.

He decides that he’ll inform you once class is over, tell you discreetly so you can run back to your dorm and change into another skirt.

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Remus takes you to an unoccupied classroom to break the news to you.

He grabs your arm, mumbles an ‘I need to speak to you for a moment,’ before shutting the door behind the two of you. You hop onto a desk, cock your head to the side and wait for him to speak.

He takes a few breaths, he’s nervous, obviously, he doesn’t want you to feel bad that he saw your bare legs like that - that he saw a lot more than your bare legs - but he’ll keep that part to himself. He’s fidgeting on the spot and he’s worried that you can tell.

He’s not great with girls - that is to say, not great in that sense. Like, he’s friends with many women, those who he helps study, those who are in the same house as him - but when it comes to women like this - like you - he’s not sure what to do.

So he decides to just go for it, rip off the proverbial band-aid, and says, “I think you should go change your skirt.”

And then he cringes because, yeah, that came out wrong. So he has to quickly fix it.

“I just mean that, I think it’s a little short.” Okay, that’s not much better. He wants to smack himself.

You furrow your brows, looking down at your skirt as you respond. “What do you mean?”

“Uh, I mean,” He starts, picking at his fingernails. He can’t even look at you now, the tops of his cheeks coated in a pretty pink as his body heats up with nervousness. “I mean that - um - you can kind of see, like, under it.”

You raise your brows, pursing your lips as you nod. “Oh, okay. Thanks.”

“And I’m sorry if I embarrassed you, I just thought you would want to know.” Remus scratched the back of his neck, awkward mumblings escaping his lips. He’s obviously not the most articulate around people, especially pretty women like you whose skirts ride up and reveal their pretty panties.

“I knew,” You say, looking up at him.

Remus gapes at you, mouth opening and closing as he tries to think of something to say.

“You - what?”

You stand up from the desk and take slow strides to stand before him. He’s still so much taller than you - nearly a whole head - but he somehow feels smaller under your gaze.

“I knew you would be able to see under my skirt, that’s why I wore it.” You watch as it seems to click in his head, realization settling in his features as you walk forward again, pushing him back towards a chair. “I wanted you to see.”

Remus sucks in a breath, backs of his legs hitting the chair you’ve cornered him to, your hands coming up to his shoulders and gently urging him to sit.

He does, and he stutters as you climb onto his lap. “W-what are you doing?”

“Do you want me to stop?” Your hands rest on his shoulders as you wait for his answer.

“No,” He whispers.

“Didn’t think so,” You say against his lips before you close the remaining distance, melding your mouths together and drinking in the moan Remus lets out at the contact. Tongues glide against each other slowly, sensually, and you give him an approving moan of your own.

Your hands make their way into his hair, gripping at the root and tugging his head back, exposing the canvas of his neck for you to plant wet, opened mouth kisses against the soft skin.

Remus whimpers, and before he can even be embarrassed about it, you begin to suck the skin beneath his jaw, and this time he moans. It’s deep and loud, and your stomach clenches at the possibility of hearing more of them.

You briefly wonder if he’s ever experienced this - felt the weight of someone else on top of him as they pepper kisses along his hot skin, if he’s ever had anyone bring their hand down to the growing bulge in his pants and press down, if he’s ever had anyone hear the way he gets choked on a breath as they squeeze him there, palming his cock as his breaths grow more ragged and strained.

“Does it feel good?” You ask, and you’re assuming it does, mainly because his hips flex every time you press down harder on his cock, and he puffs out a breath every time you kiss him.

“Yes.” You barely hear him, leaning back to observe his features. His eyes are closed, mouth open, and his brows are creased.

There’s so much you want to do to him; you want to settle yourself over his cock, grinding yourself on top of him so he can feel the heat of your arousal. You want to guide his fingers to your slick opening, teach him how to pleasure you using his hands. Teach him how to use his tongue against your clit, how to lick and suck it between his lips. Most of all, you want to show him how good he can feel as he fucks into your tight cunt, hard cock wet from your slick and even wetter once he cums there, filling you up and then to keep going.

Being in an empty classroom, though, you settle for sliding off of his lap and making a home on your knees between his legs. You undo his pants, dragging them and his underwear down just enough to free his cock. It takes you by surprise because it’s bigger than you’d expected, a prominent vein running along the underside of it, and your mouth waters just looking at it.

“Wow,” You say, more to yourself than him, but the comment makes him blush. He doesn’t know where to look, too embarrassed to look at you, or his own cock that you’ve taken into your hand.

He lets out a hiss at the contact, shutting his eyes and focusing on the way you drag it up his length, squeezing when you get to the top. You run your thumb along the tip, licking your bottom lip as you do so. You do this for a few moments, waiting to see if Remus will say anything, if he’ll beg you to put himself between your plump lips and into your wet mouth.

But he doesn’t, probably because he doesn’t even know what to say, so you do it anyway. He’s so cute; face red and thrown back, chest heaving up and down, hands clenched into fists at his side like he’s afraid to touch you.

You lean forward, tongue out, and meet the tip of his cock with your wet muscle as you slowly work your tongue against his head. You want him to get used to the feeling, know that he’s probably overwhelmed with new sensations right now, so you continue your tiny licks and kisses against the tip of his cock, listening to his short pants and breathy gasps.

His eyes are still closed and it annoys you - you want him to see how well you take his cock down your throat so you speak up, voice soft and low.

“Look at me, Remus.”

He’s hesitant, not many times could he say he’s thought you’d be between his legs telling him to watch as you drool over his dick. He’s also fairly certain that he will cum in under thirty seconds if he watches the way your lips envelop him, as they stretch around his thick cock and if he even catches a glimpse of tears in the corners of your eyes from the way he hits the back of your throat, he’ll fucking lose it.

“I want you,” You start, tongue licking against the vein that runs along the length of him, “To watch me as I suck your cock.”

And he can’t help but groan, the sultry tone of your voice reminding him that this is actually happening, that you’re actually here with him, on your knees, cock in hand…

Yeah, he’s definitely going to cum too soon.

But he looks anyway - of course he does, he can’t help it - and “Fuck.”

You take him in your mouth as soon as his eyes meet yours, cheeks hollowed and tongue licking at the underside of his cock. You don’t meet the base of him the first go, but to a man who’s never had a mouth anywhere near his dick before, it doesn’t even matter.

He’s fidgeting in his seat, hands gripping the edge of the chair so tightly his palms are wet with sweat and his knuckles are white. Heat is emanating from his body - especially where he’s laid upon your tongue.

Speaking of tongue, Remus is choking on his breath as yours licks him, he can feel every path it traces along his cock, up and down, side to side, and his hips twitch involuntarily at the feeling.

“That - um,” He moans as you bring your mouth up to suck on the head of his cock, one of his hands coming to rest on the back of your head. “That feels really good.”

You huff out a laugh, popping off of him for a second before saying, “I’m glad.”

He laughs with you and it's almost as if you're having a normal day, laughing at a joke one of your friends had said, and not like you're on your knees for him.

He's really glad you're doing the latter, though.

“I’m gonna make you cum now, okay?” You tell him, and he sucks in a breath as he nods.

You go forward, taking him back between your lips and begin moving up and down, your hand under your mouth following the movements. Remus seems to like when you flick your tongue as you come up so you do it, and the sounds he makes force you to stick a hand down the pretty panties Remus was eyeing earlier and gather the slick that’s there.

You moan around his cock and the vibrations make Remus shake. He can’t take his eyes off of you, and he notices your subtle rocking back and forth. His gaze follows your arm to see that it’s under you, and he puts two and two together that you’re touching yourself. That sucking his cock has turned you on so much that you have to tease your clit, that you have to rock back and forth on your fingers because the way that Remus’ cock throbs in your mouth and the hot breaths and moans that leave his mouth makes you needy and desperate to get off.

“Oh god,” He gasps, hips bucking up and feeding you more of his cock. “I’m close.”

You come off, still stroking him with vigor as you ask, “Where do you want to cum?”

Grabbing your head he brings your lips back down to his cock as he rushes out, “Inside! Please let me cum in your mouth. Please.”

He’s desperate to feel your wet mouth as his cock pulses and twitches with release as you keep up that sucking that has him lightheaded. He’s breathing so heavily now and he’s almost disappointed with himself for not wanting to watch the way your lips stretch around his thick cock earlier. It’s easily his favorite sight now, he knows it’ll keep him up at night as he pumps his cock over and over and over at the memory of this moment.

You push yourself to take even more of him; giddy because you want him to cum in your mouth just as much as he does. You suck, and it’s not but a few seconds later when Remus nearly shouts “Oh, fuck -” and you feel warm liquid begin to fill your mouth.

You keep going because you want everything he’ll give you, and it’s not until his hips try to get away from you that you come off of his cock, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand as you get off your knees. They’re stiff from supporting your weight but you ignore it, grabbing Remus’ head as you give him a sloppy kiss.

He can’t stop panting, breaking away from your lips as he looks at you. “Um, thank you?”

You laugh, he’s just so cute, “You’re welcome.”

He smiles and he can’t help but laugh with you, still shaking from nerves more than anything now that his head isn’t cloudy with lust.

But you don’t seem to act any different, plopping yourself back down onto his lap as you kiss him again. You stay like that for a while, lazily making out before noise from outside of your little bubble brings the both of you to your senses.

“We should probably go,” You whisper against his lips.

“Yeah.”

“Do you want to come to my room tonight?”

“Yes please.”

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fandom-eclectics · 3 years

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Hello! You needed to write? I AM HERE! (ok I'll stop now 😤) but hey, can you do a price of writing where todoroki has a rivalry with someone stronger than and they won the sports festival instead of bakugou? But his hate for them slowly turns into a friendship? Hey you don't have to do this but I'm too shy to ask anyone else ☺🙂😊👉👈

First off, you give off ✨ immaculate✨ vibes, like really, next level! Secondly, ofc I will do this! It’s an amazing idea!!! And I am honored that you would ask me, you can come and request anytime! Hope this lives up to your hopes! Have a good day/night! 💞

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Character: Todoroki x Reader

Status: Not Proofread

Reader: Has an earth manipulation quirk // enjoys Christmas // doesn’t like family // nothing else specified

Type: Oneshot // Fluff (Angst if you squint)

Warnings: None

A/n: This took too long to write but here it is! Yes, Ik ik, it July, BUT! I wanted to write smth Christmas themed okay! :( I can’t wait for Christmas honestly.

“Y/n L/n has knocked Shoto Todoroki out of bounds and will advance to the next round!” The announcers voice sounded throughout the stadium.

You would have felt bad for knocking Shoto off his feet so fast. You didn’t know him well but he seemed really nice, he seemed like he would have made a good friend. Until he made a practical declaration of war against you and Midoriya. Saying that, “he wasn’t here to make friends” and that “he was going to beat us”.

Almost sounded like Bakugou for a second, but you let it slide because he was a lot more calm and civil. Unlike Bakugou’s over egotistical attitude, Shoto’s was just determination.

Though his determination didn’t help him much when not even a second after the announcer said the match could start, you picked up a huge piece of earth and slammed it into Shoto, making him propel backwards out of the ring.

You where surprised it actually worked. Thinking he would have been a lot faster. Even though you preformed this action in less than five seconds.

The mat genes and Todoroki was sent to recovery girl . You went and set in the stands with Uraka and Deku

“Hey there Y/n! That match was amazing! You did such a great job!” Uraraka congratulated you.

“Thank Uraraka! Your match against Bakugou was pretty cool too. Your plan was genius!” You exclaimed, sitting next to her.

“Too bad it didn’t work. Thanks anyways though.” She said sighing.

“Hey Todoroki! Awesome job out there!” Midoriya called to Todoroki who was walking past our row, bandages all over him.

“Thank you Midoriya, but I failed. Next time, I will try harder and win.” He promised, turning back around to continue walking

Why did he have to sound so threatening? You felt like you needed to sleep with one eye open from then on. He definitely hated you after that match. Though, why exactly? I mean, yeah, you beat him, but that’s life, you win and you lose.

So from then on, Todoroki and you where classified as enemies. Well, that was a dramatic term for it, but in reality you two wouldn’t and couldn’t hold a steady conversation. Over time, you did start to develop a small hatred for the boy.

He was always so cold and emotionless, constantly saying he “wasn’t here to make friends”. Why couldn’t he loosen up a bit? It might help with his horrible sense of humor and even more terrible social skills.

Every time you’d walk up to a group of people and Todoroki was in it, he’d walk away, and vice versa. Group projects? You and him where never in the same group. You guys didn’t even have each other’s numbers.

When your whole class moved into the dorms, you guys decided to do a tour of everyone’s rooms. Though, when it came to your room, Shoto wouldn’t even bother to glance inside, and you where the same with his. You two wanted nothing to do with each other.

As stated before, you didn’t care for him because of how cold and careless he seemed to e, though he had a different reason for being so rude to you at times.

Shoto was aiming to be a hero, the number one hero to be exact. He couldn’t have any distractions in his life. Whilst he had a couple of friends here and there, he had the ability to ignore them for studying or training. Of course he always made it up to them later, but he had the ability to not feel guilty for the time when he needed to focus.

He knew that if he became friends with you, that would be the furthest thing from the case. If he became friends with you, he would want to spend every free second with you. You seemed like such a fun and cool person to him. Always laughing and helping others. You where truly amazing in his eyes. Too amazing, almost like a celebrity he would have to admire from afar forever.

Until one day, you twocwhere forced to spend some time alone, and you both ended up dropping a few of your walls.

Christmas break, what a lovely time for most. You loved the holidays, giving your friends presents and decorating everything in sight! Holiday songs where also a must for you. Though, you hated going home for the holidays.

Your parents where….well….a whole ordeal. It just always overwhelmed you and out you in a horrible mental state. So, you where in wonder when you heard that you could stay at the dorms for Christmas break. Problem being…..there was someone else there.

Shtoto Todoroki, the guy that hated you for no apparent reason. You had to spend the holidays with him. Which, you kind of caught yourself wishing you two where friends so you could have a Christmas that wasn’t spent avoiding him, but you never got around to saying anything.

There where many times, like when you two would cross paths in the kitchen or the hallways, there was even one time you two came down to watch tv at the same time, but still nothing past “excuse me” or “no it’s okay, you go”. So, boredom of course over took you and you where on the edge of going down stairs and asking him to bake Christmas cookies with you or something.

Then, as if on perfect time, you where lying in bed two days before the big December 25th and scrolling through social media. You felt your phone vibrate in your hand for see a notification pop up for a text message.

You begrudgingly got up off your bed and walked over to your door. What where even going to say? “Hey, I know we don’t know each other but do you want to bake Christmas cookies with me?” Or “Hey, why do you hate me so much? You know maybe if we made cookies you would hate me less.”

You should have face palmed yourself after both of those. They both sounded idiotic but you didn’t exactly have a choice. So, you opened your door and headed downstairs.

When you arrived you saw Shoto sitting on the couch in the common room, flipping through movies on Netflix. They looked to all be Christmas movies, but it seemed he just couldn’t find a good one. So, you took the chance, since Christmas movies where your thing, and spoke.

“Looking for a good movie?” You asked out of the blue, walking around to sit on the other end of the couch.

“Yes.” He said “there doesn’t seem to be any that I haven’t seen.” He added right before you where about to get up.

“The princess switch?” You proposed

“Seen it.” He denied

“A Christmas Prince?” You offered

“Seen it.” He responded

“Part 2?” You asked, surely he hadn’t seen all the parts

“And three.” He said

“Okay…..what about….Christmas in Heartland?” You asked.

“Hmm….doesn’t ring a bell.” He said

You silently said a “go me!” For one, talking to him and having a civil conversation, and two, beating what’s seemed like “the master of Christmas movies” at his own game.

“Do you want to watch it? It’s one of my favorites!” You asked, putting yourself way out there.

He seemed to hesitate for a second, and you thought he was going to say no, but he didn’t.

“Sure.” He said

“Well, I actually came down here to make cookies…..so….if you wouldn’t mind waiting for me…” you trailed off.

“Can I help? With the cookies?” He asked, his head poking up just a bit taller and shoulders straightening up. It was almost as if he was excited.

Which, would be a correct assumption. Shoto was actually very excited, he finally had a Christmas movie that he hadn’t seen, and he had someone, a friend, to watch it with. Ever since him and Midoriya had became friends, and he realized that he could have friends without getting insanely distracted, he decided he wanted to be friends with you, even if you seemed super cool and whatnot, he knew how to keep focus. He was no longer worried about your potential friendship destroying his future career.

Problem was, Todoroki had little to no social skills, and you seemed to hate him, so starting a conversation was something he wasn’t able to do easily. So, when this opportunity fell into his life, he was happy to take it.

You two went into the kitchen and started to work. You showed Todoroki how to do various things when it came to baking, since he had only seen it done in the movies he didn’t really know how. He enjoyed cutting shapes out of the dough eith the cookie cutters very much.

You where having the time of your life teaching Todoroki how to bake. It was so fun, and it hilarious. When he got dough on his nose and you told him, he had the most adorable embarrassed look.

The smell of freshly baked cookies filled the air after you two got them out of the oven and set them on a plate. Bringing them over to the lounge and setting down to watch this movie. You two put the plate in the middle cushion and sat on either side of it. Starting the Christmas movie and stuffing your faces with cookies.

Little did both of you know that this night would give you two a bond that would last forever. Your friendship was known by everyone as a Christmas miracle.

You are so loved! <3

Have a wonderful day/night!

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monomonomagines · 3 years

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the ask box is open!! 👉👈 hello mods!! i'm so glad you're doing okay now!! if i may i would like to request some toko fukawa!! could we possibly see some of a fem s/o constantly following toko around? she finds toko very comforting & constantly clings to her when she's scared. maybe she even runs to toko/genocide jack when she needs protection? point is she is constantly stuck to toko's side aha. that is very specific, so sorry mods!! theres not enough toko imagines out there!! thank you sm!! ✂

I won’t even hesitate to say that I absolutely agree with you, Anon! The web is absolutely lacking in enough Toko fics or imagines so I am honored that you would indulge me like this especially with a fem S/o specifically. I don’t see much of Toko with anyone female other than Komaru when I look through the tags so this was an absolute joy to write as it mixes things up and it totally gives me an excuse to write for my absolute favorite DR1 character. Anyways, my rambles aside I’ll get to the content. Thank you so much for your patience and for the kind words, I hope that you will enjoy this despite my long absence from writing! :D

When Toko began to notice you following her around you can bet that she had quite a few things to say about it.

It was nothing kind at first and if anything she still had quite the sharp tongue sometimes going so far as to insult you even though she secretly felt a warmth in her heart as she noticed how much you wanted to be with someone like her.

Seriously, what did you even see in her? Was this some cruel joke!?

While she was suspicious of you hanging around her often she had grown used to it and even found it to comfort her though you’d never hear it from her.

Perhaps that was why she had finally decided to indulge you, offering you to sit with her since “it’s n-not like anyone e-else will.” It was small invitations like this that had caused her to really bond with you even despite her underlying fear that these small moments would be stolen away from her by either her terrible luck or terrible secret.

If Toko could help it, she’d much rather not rely on Jill. However, there’d be no way she could help it if she sneezed or blacked out at the sight of blood, a trait about her you had only learned when you got a small scrape and she couldn’t even turn to look at you.

However, as usual, Toko normally struggled to keep Jill a secret from you. She would wish she could tell you but her own pessimism would get her down.

There’s no way you could still like her right? She’s a murderer no matter what way she looks at it.

It was not until that fateful day that you came running up to her hands scraped from a fall that she lost her composure and ability to try to suppress Jill with it.

With a loud thud, her limp body fell to the ground. Before you could even ask if she was alright, however, a loud cackling began to come from her figure still on the ground.

“Why hello there? Was it me you were hoping to see or was it someone else, hmmm?”

Quickly getting to her feet you could tell something was off with Toko but before you could even begin to question you that same odd cackle rang out.

“Kyeehahahaha! So that’s what it was that made her lose consciousness! Too bad...I was hoping to see a pretty boy just waiting for me!”

Confused, you could only hope to ask who this new person or side or Toko was now that her laughter had died down.

Looking around as if to make sure no one is around she pulls you closer before providing her answer. “Moi? I’m no one other than the Ultimate Murderous Fiend, Genocide Jack! Or better yet, how about we go with Genocide Jill! So long as you don’t call me Toko, that’s a loser name!”

“G-genocide Jill!?” You can’t help but raise your voice a bit only to earn a quick shhh from Jill.

“That’s right! I’m no Toko that’s for sure!”

Those were the calm words you received from no one other than Genocide Jill when you first made her acquaintance. If you had asked Toko or Jill why you bothered to stay even after that odd event, however, neither would be able to answer even if both of them grew to care equally for you.

You were the only one that mattered now to Toko and Jill if you exclude any potential targets for her. You understood them better than anyone else and never judged them for the way that they showed all the pain that they endure.

Toko could never ask for anything more out of a S/o and by the end of everything she grew to be as attached you to as you were to her. You two were inseparable and she’d be sure of it!

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y/n woke up to a tapping on his bedroom window. he wiped his eyes, blinking a few times at the harsh light shone on his face.

"wake up," y/n shielded the light, coming face to face with hanamaki takahiro, his partner.

"it's literally—," he looked at the clock near his bedside. "—two in the morning."

"and?"

"fair enough." y/n quickly got his sweater, a small smile on his face which he actively tried to hide from makki.

"after you," makki teasingly offered his hand outside y/n's balcony. y/n rolled his eyes, taking his hand. "okay, let's go."

makki's warm hand took y/n's as they ran into the night. makki was laughing as y/n tried his best to quiet his partner down, knowing that it's well dead into the night. there were no cars on the highway down y/n's street, save for a few stragglers in the streets. makki pulled him and swayed their hands as they walked down the highway. they spotted a 24/7 convenience store and bolted to the store after they looked at each other.

"welcome," the cashier's bored and possibly tired voice greeted them. they went straight to the slushies corner which was unexpectedly working at two am in the morning, getting two big cups to fill them in. one red and one blue. they settled at the small rundown parking lot near the store, sipping their slushies as they gently nudged each other, chuckling as they got comfortable. makki was done a bit earlier than y/n, throwing his cup on the trash bin nearby when he got the idea. he pulled y/n to his feet, confusing him.

makki settled his hands on his waist, pulling y/n closer who settled his on makki's shoulders. they swayed, the music just to the steady beat of their hearts. and if they both had purple tongues by the end of the night, well.. that's only theirs for the moment.

reblogs are greatly appreciated ! keep reading for a personal letter !

letter from you ;

hi! can i get a matchup for your event? 👉👈🥺 i’m 18, i use he/him pronouns, and i’m a panromantic homosexual! (basically i think everyone is pretty but like,,, boys 🤩) i’m a sagittarius and an intp! i like fire, warm rain and the color blue! i dislike winter, spring and the color pink! in an s/o i look for someone who supports me and accepts me no matter what. i’m not particularly picky for gender, but i’d prefer a male! and a date idea i’ve always liked is sneaking out in the middle of (1/2)

the night and doing stupid stuff! like walking down the middle of the highway, dancing to nothing in a parking lot, and getting slushees from a 24/7 gas station 🥺🥺 thanks so much, congrats on 700+!!!!!!!!! (2/2)

letter from me ;

hii! aaaaaa thank you for joining my event! i hope you don't mind me matching makki with you AHAHDJHAJ THE FIRST THING THAT CAME TO MY MIND AFTER DECIDING WAS: oh no he hates pink.... makki somehow has dirty blonde pink hair omg.... but yknow what i live for this and i hope you do too. i love the date idea aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa again, thank you! also, ngl, this was one of my favorites so i hope you enjoy! <333 also, my first time writing for a reader that uses he/him... i hope this was still okay jkashfkjas

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I saw that someone asked about goodfellas, May I request a tommy devito nsfw alphabet?🥺👉👈. if you don’t want to do that’s totally fine! love ur writing❤️

This is the CONTENT I am CRAVING right now I love these Mafia men hehehehehehe this has been such a long time coming thank you so much for being so patient! It means the world to me. I hope you enjoy this~

Tommy DeVito NSFW Alphabet

Warnings: Smut! 18+ only please!

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

He will always make sure that you are okay, and lays right next to you. Often will take part in a post-coital cigarette too, as he just rambles and chats about whatever is on his mind. If he accidentally left any bruises or tender spots, he’ll rub them and coddle you, making sure his “little babydoll didn’t get too roughed up back there.”

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On Tommy, he personally loves his hands. He loves how his hands represent dual sides of him - Just how many lives have been murdered, how many lives have been tortured by these hands? At the same time, these hands have brought you to the heights of pleasure, bringing you to climax, gently closing around your neck.

On you, well, Tommy can’t figure out a single thing he dislikes about you to be honest! He thinks everything about you is absolutely perfect. However, he is an ass man. He teases you constantly by lifting your skirt/dress and squeezing your behind to surprise you. Whenever you swat him away or get flustered, he just does it more often ;) he loves to see you blush! Don’t ever bend over in front of him, unless you are ready for a firm smack to your behind.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Ok wow this man is super territorial and very horny, that's the least we can say about Tommy DeVito right? Deep down I also believe he wants children at some point. He’ll beg you to let him come inside you, wanting to put a baby in you so bad. If that’s not something you are interested in, Tommy still really wants you to be on some form of birth control so he can come deep inside you without making you worried. He just sees it as such an intimate moment between the two of you, believing your bodies couldn’t be closer than they are in these raw acts of passion. He doesn’t come other places on your body, just because he sees it as a waste.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Totally has told the Goodfellas all about the sexual experiences y’all have shared, like they will just be having a few drinks and all of a sudden Tommy’s like “So I had (Y/N) last night, sitting on the couch waiting for me when I came home. Nothing but the new lingerie I bought her last week. And she was just the horniest she’s ever been right? What a little vixen you know what I’m sayin’.So I had to just take her then and there....” and just goes on and on and on. He knows if you were there to hear him, he’s sure you would slap him in the face. But what you don’t know won’t hurt you.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

I think Tommy is a bit of an awkward lover, not saying he hasn't been sexually active. But, he doesn��t really know how to please a woman until you. He really, really wants to make sure you feel good, as you are the most important person in the world to him. He’s willing to try new positions and sexual experiences with you. You learn together how to pleasure each other.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Tommy is a very old-fashioned guy, so his favorite position is missionary. He loves to see your blissed out face as you climax, as well as all of the different emotions you express during the act of lovemaking. He’ll lock eyes with you, making sure you feel every thrust.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He’s pretty serious. This is one of his love languages, and he wants you to make sure how much he loves you. It also wouldn’t be abnormal of him to make some wisecracks or jokes during the moment too. He’ll definitely pull out the “feel that? That’s not my gun, sweetcheeks. I’m sure you can guess what it is though,” many times. And he will ALWAYS think it’s funny.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Being a gangster, Tommy DeVito prides himself on his cleanliness and presentation. So of course he takes care of his hair and hygiene, and is very well groomed.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Oh he is so sickly sweet during the moment. He really loves you, as you probably have already known. You are his safety, his comfort. His absolute. He may act crude in public, but behind doors he worships your every curve. In Tommy’s eyes, you are the only two people on Earth during those moments.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He doesn’t really find the need to pleasure himself, since you two are basically glued at the hip. It’s very odd to see one of you without the other, outside of working hours. You are always together, and if he is feeling particularly randy, he’ll just be straight forward with you and tell you he’s horny. However, if he’s traveling for work or has to be away from you for long periods of time, he has a stash of polaroids he’s taken of you in lingerie to get him by. He might even call you from his hotel room in order to hear your voice, and engage in a little bit of dirty talk to push him over the edge.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

(When I say Daddy kink, I am NOT talking about age-play/DDLG) Tommy is an older man, he definitely has some form of a daddy kink. Especially being a sugar daddy, he wants to spend all his money on you, and make his little princess so happy. Literally will throw money at you if it will bring a smile to your face. The Goodfellas will bust his balls about how much he spoils you, but he wouldn't have it any other way. He loves to buy you an expensive, statement necklace that will cost him an arm and a leg. He’ll fuck you in front of a mirror with nothing else but that necklace on, whispering in your ear how you are the most beautiful woman ever.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

Oh again I think he is a very traditional lover, he would usually negate sexual experiences to the bedroom or around your living quarters. However, that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t be in the mood to switch it up from time to time. Definitely has had you in the backseat of his car many times and is actually one of his favorite “taboo” places to have sex.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

So many things turn this man on. Giving his thigh a gentle squeeze and looking at him with a playful smirk can have him melt in your hand in seconds. He also loves it when you show off whatever new outfit / jewelry he just bought you, proving that you are his, and no one else's. He always is taken aback at your beauty, and how lucky he is to be with you.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Even though Tommy DeVito is a very violent, loose cannon he would NEVER do anything to hurt you. Ever. He leaves his work at the door when he comes home to you. Basically this man has two different personas: the one with you, and the one for work/with the boys. So don't ever think that will leak into his bedroom practices.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Hehe...this man loves receiving and giving. For instance, if you go out to eat dinner with him and the Goodfellas, and Tommy gets a little horny, he will have no problem whisking you off to the nearest bathroom to suck him off. He loves the way your mouth feels around him. And of course he loves you to absolute death, so he will have no problem giving back. He is a little clumsy when it comes to pleasing you, thinking that just awkward licks and swipes to your pussy will feel good, but with some coaching he gets it.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Slow and sensual, Tommy wants you to feel every inch of him, how happy you make him, how proud he is to be your lover. Everything. Will take his time with you, treating you right. Literally one of the most sensitive lovers you would imagine.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Oh absolutely! Like I said before he has no problem showing PDA in public and will definitely use that to his advantage to take you to some secluded corner and pleasure you. Even sometimes just riding along with him in his Chevy Impala can lead to sensual touches. Eventually Tommy will have to pull off the road and fuck you good and hard in the backseat just because you won’t stop teasing him.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Hmm, I mean Tommy DeVito’s entire life is just one big risk as a mobster. And you tend to be one of the only stable aspects of his life that he can rely on. He can always come home and find you waiting for him. Even just the simplest of things, like making him his favorite dinner, really makes Tommy remember how much he loves you. He is so scared to lose you because of his lifestyle. He’s not going to let anything happen to you.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He's not perfect, he usually lasts about one round and he’s exhausted for the night, a sweating and panting mess. He’ll pull you into him, and hold you close after you’ve both reached your peak. He enjoys the afterglow.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Nope. Nope. Absolutely not. I feel that Tommy is incredibly sensitive and self conscious about his appearance as well as sexual skill. He doesn’t want to compete with a piece of plastic when he thinks he can do 100 times better. Don’t even try to persuade him to bring any sexual toys into the bedroom, he won’t hear it and will get pretty grumpy.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Nahhh he is pretty open about his sexual needs, and wants to fulfill your sexual needs too. A very fair lover, though again he does have wandering hands, and might grope or touch you in public to hint at where...his mind is going.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Tommy never shuts up. Ever. Of course he would be very loud in the bedroom too, constantly singing you praises and telling you how sexy you look. He doesn’t really moan that much, but does groan and pant when he gets closer to climax. “Oh...babydoll yea just like that yea, you look so good bouncing on my cock like that. Oh FUCK yeah you’re making daddy feel so good....keep that up and I’m not gonna last much longer...”

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

There have been some goofy times that you and Tommy have attempted to role-play during sex that have just...gone off the rails. One time he pretended to be a classic, film noire detective showing up in the middle of the night at your door. You, dressed in your most luxurious robe, opened the door to find your boyfriend dressed to the nines in his detective best.

“Hello, Ms. (Y/N). Beautiful night isn’t it?” His line delivery is awkward and clumsy, as he’s trying to figure out the suave thing to say next.

“Hi officer,” you draw out in the sultriest voice you can muster, “what seems to be the problem tonight? And, how may I be of assistance.”

He looks down at his watch, “Well I was in the area, and, uh, not sure if you heard or not but we are doing mandatory pussy inspections tonight and I-”

Already you are bursting out in laughter at this ridiculous improv he’s coming up with.

“Oh c’mon babydoll”, He throws his hat to the ground in defiance, “I'm TRYIN’ here stop laughing at me!” he gets a little testy with you, but you know it’s all in good fun. “Tryin’ to be a good boyfriend and everything, do something exciting fuckin..”

You cut him off with a kiss and pull him inside by his collar, “Just shut up and fuck me already, Tommy.”

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but Tommy’s cock is pretty average, even on the small side. But hey, it’s not about the size, it’s what you do with it! And he definitely knows how to use it to pleasure you. You’ve never had any complaints!

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

About average, not too high, not too low. Will get grumpy though when you don’t have sex with him for an extended period of time, and will ask the guys what's wrong with you (never him, he will NEVER let the boys know if he feels unsure or not confident. He is never the problem). Usually this type of conversation happens after a week. Expect him to serenade you outside your window while Jimmy and Henry hold up a giant sign saying “I love you, can we please fuck tonight?” if he’s really desperate.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Very quickly, after he finishes his cigarette and is lying next to you, you’ll hear some gentle snoring coming from his side of the bed not long after. He’s pretty cute when he sleeps, so you don’t mind anyways.

#oh WOW this is long #Tommy Devito x reader #goodfellas imagine #Tommy Devito imagine

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