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Sleepy Confessions

RoommateSuna x Reader

Pairing: Suna Rintarō x Reader

Word Count: 1,482

Summary: Roommate Suna who’s feelings were hidden until you looked at him with those beautiful sleepy eyes and soft lips.

Warnings: Non just fluff, fluff, pure fluff.

Author’s Note: it’s my first fic in a really long while so I hope it’s at least decent. I just had to write about roommate Suna after I saw a character ai about him (might be a little to ooc Suna). Also I made this at 3am, so if there’s any spelling mistakes I’m sorry since English isn’t my first language!!Hope you lovely’s enjoy it!! 🩷✨

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Suna Rintarō, A middle blocker for the EJP Raijin who’s also been your dorm mate since freshman year.

You and Suna have become really good friends over the years as living together didn’t left you any other choices until you found each other nice to be with, and after all that time together you guys became close… really close.

Suna came to the dorm later than usual looking tired as ever from volleyball practice .

“Hey…” He said as he saw you laying on the couch watching tv.

“Hi Rin, how was practice?” You asked still looking at the tv.

“Tiring as always.” He said sighing as he sat beside you. He looked at the movie that was playing after a few minutes he looked at you eyes turning soft.

“So what movie is this?” He asked looking at the tv once more so you wouldn’t catch him staring at you.

“It’s called “while you were sleeping”, classes ended earlier than expected, and I had this on my watchlist so why not” you said looking up to him slightly chuckling.

“Romance movie again, huh” He said smirking as he looked at you ready to tease.

“Oh don’t start you always end up watching them with me.” You said laughing as you hit his leg playfully.

Suna chuckled playfully hitting you back with his knee as his smirked turned into a smile at your gesture.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right, dummy.” He said taking a little glance at you as he turned soft.

You smiled leaning your head on his leg as you continued watching the movie.

“Mind if I lay here for a bit?” You ask softly.

Suna was about to say something but just decided to leave it.

“Sure.” He said as his body relaxed and leaned back on the couch. The two of you watching the movie quietly.

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Halfway through the movie he looked down to see you sleeping soundly. Slowly he reached his hand to your face taking a few stray hairs and putting them behind your ear. Only to stare at your face as he thought how much he actually wanted to kiss it. He sigh as he thinks how crazy he must be.

Suna just watched the movie silently while you slept peacefully. He couldn't help but think about how beautiful your face was, especially those pink lips. It took all of his self-control to not get close and kiss you. His thoughts started to race, and his heartbeat got even more faster as he just stared at you.

Eventually, the movie ended and the only thing you would hear were the credits music on the tv. Suna was still watching the now asleep you while sitting there, lost in his thoughts.

After a few moments he decided to turn off the tv and get you to your room so you wouldn’t end up sore from sleeping in the couch tomorrow.

He picked you up softly so you wouldn’t wake up from the movement. The walk from the living room to your room seemed far for him as all his thoughts and emotions were a mess just by looking down to you sleeping peacefully in his arm’s. Seeing you like this made his heart flutter as his thoughts ran wild.

In the back of his mind he asked why he was so in love with you, but he didn’t mind and made his way to your room.

Suna put you down on the bed and tucked in the blanket around you. His eyes slowly started to wander around your room while you were asleep. He then noticed that some things have now changed since the last time he came. The walls had now changed to a cream color, and you have now added a small carpet on the floor. He also saw a few pictures of you and your family on the wall and on your desk.

He looked back to you, memorizing every inch of your face as he slowly reached his hand towards your cheek putting a few stray hairs that fell to the front of your face back.

Suna carefully put the strands back and took a few glances down at your face. Your cheeks looked so cute when you were sleeping. Just seeing the way your cheeks were red was enough to make his heart skip a beat. His hands then moved and caressed your face. He slowly moved them towards your lips and hesitantly kissed your cheek.

You woke up slightly from his touch looking towards him.

"Rin?" You say voice deep with sleep.

Suna quickly froze as he heard you calling out to him. He had a soft smile on his face as he looked down at you. You looked absolutely beautiful even when you were sleeping.

"Hey there sleepyhead." He said looking at your face. His mind quickly went black as he saw those pretty pink lips on your face again. His own lips just wanting to inch closer to your lips.

"Sorry did I fall asleep watching the movie?" You say gently looking at his soft eyes looking at you with something that wasn't there before.

"Yeah, you did…” He said with a small chuckle, but then his words went silent as he stared at your lips again. His body started to lean closer towards your lips, still thinking about kissing you. Every fiber of his body was telling him to just do it. But his mind was telling him that maybe you didn’t even think of him that way.

"Rin? You're acting a little weird, you okay?" You whisper softly putting a hand on his cheek as you pushed him down towards you, faces inching closer.

Suna was about to reply, but he couldn't as soon as he saw you pushed his face closer towards yours. He couldn't help but stare at your lips and softly smiled. All his thoughts just suddenly disappeared as he just kept staring at you. His body automatically closed the distance as his lips were now an inch away from yours.

He was about to kiss you but then froze... Is this really okay? Is this the correct timing? He asked in his mind as his thoughts ran wild on his mind.

You looked into his eyes seeing him hesitate as he looked between your lips and gaze. You leaned in fully and kissed him tenderly as he sighed, you’ve wanted to kiss his lips for months and couldn’t do it in fear of rejection.

Suna's lips slowly responded as they met each other's. It was a very slow and sensual kiss as he didn't want to rush anything. After a few moments of this, he backed up slightly and looked at you. Seeing your face that looked flushed just made his heart skip a beat and just made him think that this is what he wants… what he always wanted.

"Does this mean you like me too, Rin?" You softly asked as you looked into his eyes, heart thumping against your chest.

“I…” Suna gulps slightly as he saw your questioning gaze. He stared down at your lips again and then finally spoke.

"I always liked you." He said softly as he also smiled slightly. His body then slowly moved towards you again.

Your cheeks flush even more red at his words as you smiled, softly saying.

“I’ve always liked you too."

"Does this mean…” Suna gulps again as he tried to find his words. Your lips were way too tempting for him to just look at and he was thinking about kissing you again. He closed in some space and then finally talked.

"Is this considered as a relationship now?" He said gaze turning towards yours as he looked deeply into your eyes.

"I mean it depends... are you gonna ask me properly?" You smirked as you push him playfully.

Suna chuckles softly at your smirk as you pushed him playfully. He then went silent again and just smiled softly at you. He then raised one of his hands and gently placed it on your cheek. His fingers slowly ran up your face and he finally looked you in the eyes, and his voice stayed silent for a second.

"Will you be my girlfriend?"

You leaned forward kissing his lips as you pulled away too quickly for his liking, as you softly reply.

"Yes Rintarō, I'll gladly be your girlfriend" you say smiling up at him.

Suna was a bit taken aback from your sudden kiss as your lips met his again.

His lips were soft and sweet as they met yours again. His cheeks flushed red as it started to slightly glow from the heat that the love had gave him. Your whole being making him have butterflies in his stomach. You both had officially become a couple, and this felt like a dream that you both never wanted to end.

#haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu!!#suna rintaro x f!reader #suna rintaro haikyuu #suna rintaro x y/n #suna rintaro x reader fluff #suna rintaro fluff #suna rintaro imagine #haikyuu suna rintarou

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mylosz0 · 8 days

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no Aoi Todo request fic this weekend because I injured my hand once again 😫

I’m a little clumsy person soooo :p , but definitely want it out by Monday or Tuesday because I can’t sit still.

Also little sneak peak of a series I’m gonna start writing ->

#jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #gojo x reader #jjk fluff #gojo satoru #aoi todo #peach’s rambles #haikyuu #harry potter #hazbin hotel #sanji x reader

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mylosz0 · 8 days

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WAIT THIS IS SO CUTE, IM MELTING 😭

Can I request reader being really sick and baby Yuji being really worried about her while Sukuna is trying to take care of her?

A/N: hope the ppl who voted for this in the poll are happy 😡😡 — i feel betrayed because yall didnt choose the other one

If someone who personally knew the three of you walked in right now, they would probably laugh at the current sight. Others would be surprised or confused. But little Yuuji was neither of those things. He was utterly adorably worried and concerned — for you. His little heart couldn't comprehend that you were only sick and would eventually recover. In other words, Yuuji is scared you'll die and never come back.

Then, who will tell him bedtime stories?

Then, who will kiss him goodnight and good morning?

Then, who will hold his hand while walking?

Then, who will coddle and pamper him?

Then, who will?

These were all questions Yuuji could not and would not like to answer.

But Sukuna — being way older than his brother — knew better, and he knew this was nothing too serious. But again, Yuuji couldn't comprehend that.

“Don't make me say it again, sweetheart. Now, open,” Sukuna held out the medicine for you to drink.

“Nuh uh,” you crossed your arms over your chest, backing up into the pillows behind you on the bed. You tried to stifle a cough, but you failed.

“I will pry open your mouth and shove this down your throat. Now, drink.”

You groaned, yet still obeyed. The fluid felt hot and cold simultaneously as you swallowed it.

Sukuna ruffled your hair, “See? Wasn't so bad, was it?” He retrieved the now empty cup from your hands and left the bedroom, probably walking to the kitchen to wash it, you assumed.

Yuuji turned to look at you with big glittery eyes. “I—I don't wan’ you to die. I don't wan’ you to go . . . like Grandpa.” Yuuji’s bottom lip trembled, he didn't want to cry — not in front of you, at least. He wanted to appear manly, brave, just like his brother.

You were quite taken aback at this, did he seriously think a cold could kill you? “Yuuji, come here,” you said, your tone soft.

Yuuji instantly crawled into bed — not without struggling a bit at first — and snuggled into your side, holding onto your hoodie with a white-knuckled grip.

“I will never ever leave you, Yuuji. So don't you worry your cute little head off about it, okay?” You booped him on the nose, emitting a squeal from the boy before he curled up impossibly closer to your body. You wiped away his tears.

“Y’know, I'm not going to die anytime soon. You can't get rid of me that easily.”

Yuuji fervently nodded, not fully believing you but still hopeful, nevertheless. “Yay!”

Yuuji was sad that you wouldn't be able to drive him to school that morning, but he knew you were tired. Plus, he overheard his older brother telling you that sleeping would be good for you, and the boy only wanted the best for you. So Yuuji accepted the fact, though still a little upset about it.

But when he came home from school, Yuuji ran straight to your side, where you were sitting on the couch.

“Y/N!” Yuuji jumped into your lap and gave you the biggest big bear hug a toddler could possibly give.

“Hi there, Yuuji,” you replied, before coughing. “Did you have fun at school?”

“Yeah! It was so fun.” You let him ramble and babble to you about his day, while running your fingers through his pink locks.

“That sounds like you had a really good day, Yuuji.”

“It would have been better if you were there with me, though,” Yuuji mumbled into your shirt.

You giggled at the boy, “Sorry about that, Yuuji.”

“‘tis okay!”

Yuuji snuggled into your sweater, enjoying the warmth from your body. He almost fell asleep from your massaging his scalp, but then he remembered something and gasped, jumping off of your lap.

You raised a brow, albeit not bothering to ask — your throat felt itchy. You unpaused the TV and continued watching your show. Halfway through, Sukuna decided to join you on the couch, pulling you into his side and resting your head on his shoulder.

“Feeling any better?”

“Sorta.” You coughed. “My throat kinda hurts, though.”

You rested your head on Sukuna's shoulder as the both of you watched the actors on the screen, occasionally making small talk here and there.

Minutes later, a screaming, hollering, laughing little Yuuji ran into the living room, making both your heads whip towards him.

“It is I! Dr. Yuuji Itadori! Don't worry, Y/N. I am here to help you not be . . . um, sick — anymore!” Yuuji climbed onto the couch and inserted himself in between you and Sukuna.

Yuuji was dressed in a white doctor’s coat, and had a stethoscope hanging around his neck. A toy thermometer was also in his hand.

Quickly discarding the thermometer, throwing it aside — onto a protesting Sukuna’s lap — Yuuji put the back of his palm against your forehead. And though he didn't understand what he was doing, he attempted to copy his brother, who he had seen frequently do that in order to check you for a fever.

Speaking of said brother, Sukuna got up from the couch and walked to the kitchen.

“Hmmmm!” Yuuji pulled a clipboard out of his pocket and messily scribbled down illegible words onto the sheet of paper. Then, he placed his clipboard down and grabbed ahold of his stethoscope, pressing it onto your heart and listening to it beat.

Out of the blue, a hand roughly pushed the doctor aside, and Yuuji fell off of the couch and onto the carpet. “Out of my way, pipsqueak. Y/N needs her medicine.”

“‘Kunaaaa,” Yuuji whined from the floor. “She was getting her check-up.”

You covered your mouth, muffling your giggles. “Yeah, babe. You interrupted Dr. Yuuji.”

Sukuna grimaced, scrunching up his face. “Doctor? Since when?”

“Since he was born, silly! Yuuji is a prodigy, isn't that right, sweetie?” You picked up the toddler and set him onto his lap, he immediately went to rub his face in your chest.

A muffled ‘yes’ came out from him, though he didn't even know what he was agreeing to.

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mylosz0 · 10 days

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Kinda wanna write about Yamis (from black clover) strong hands. 😫

Like imagine coming home all exhausted from work and he heads you to his chest as he engulfs you in a hug.

Somebody stop me before I take a nibble out of that man. 🤭 (why can’t men be like this 😔)

#jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #gojo x reader #jjk fluff #gojo satoru #haikyuu #harry potter #hazbin hotel #sanji x reader #black clover #black clover yami

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mylosz0 · 12 days

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I HIT 100 FOLLOWERS?!?!?!

I’ve been so busy these days I haven’t noticed, so many little peaches, I love you all thanks for the support <33

Maybe I’ll write a fic to celebrate hitting a goal <3

#jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #gojo x reader #jjk fluff #gojo satoru #haikyuu #harry potter #hazbin hotel #sanji x reader

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mylosz0 · 12 days

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ᡣ𐭩 THAT A WOMAN LIKE THAT WAS REALLY INTO ME ᡣ𐭩

[•~LONER!MEGUMI X POPULARGIRL!READER FLUFF~•]ᯓ ᡣ𐭩

[•~synopsis: turns out working with the pretty loner boy isn't that bad~•]ᯓ ᡣ𐭩

"sorry y/n, we can only work in groups of 2. and me and nobara kinda already decided we were gonna work together..." yuji explains, nervously fiddling with his jacket zipper. you sigh loudly, obviously disappointed your two best friends were paired up together. "it's fine... I'll work with someone else..." you say, looking around the room.

it wasn't like you didn't have any friends, quite the opposite actually. you maintained decent friendships with mostly everybody in the classroom, casually saying hi to them occasionally or making small talk. but the one thing you realized was that everybody already had their own partners. everyone had their own groups and cliches. and for first time since forever, you felt like loner kid.

you were very well known at the school, everybody knew who you were. positively and negatively everyone knew you. and most of the students loved you. you were really kind and sweet and didn't mind standing up for some. but that didn't mean you knew everybody.

as you search the classroom for a partner you notice one person who wasn't in a group, -megumi fushiguro. you felt a rush of adrenaline through your veins. for starters, it was hard to talk to megumi, heck you didn't even know he could talk. he never really spoke to anybody at the school, and he usually kept to himself. so it was hard for you to introduce yourself to him, since you couldn't tell how he'd respond.

you nervously walk over to him, which was odd for you. usually you were a social expert. you never had anxiety talking to anyone, but something about megumi made you so nervous and scared. you sit right next to him, he looks over at you,somewhat confused. you clear your throat before speaking, "hey I'm Y/N, and I don't have a partner so I was wondering if you wanted to be partners with me?" you ask nervously. you probably stuttered about 12 times in that whole sentence.

the strong scent of his cologne traps your nose as he turns to face you fully, he responds with a "sure.." his voice was deep and quiet, this was probably the first time you've ever heard him speak to you before. you smile warmly at him and pull your phone out "great! so can I get your number so we can talk about it?" you ask, voice smooth and sweet.

you and megumi both agreed to meet up at a local coffee shop to start the project, you were so excited. you weren't too sure why either, but you wanted to make sure you looked your best for him. so you made sure to put on the best outfit you had, and perfect your makeup. you walk into the coffee shop, and you notice megumi in a booth in a corner.

you join him, humming a warm "hey!!" he responds with a small quiet 'hi' and you two begin to work. you noticed megumi wasn't wearing his usual black hoodie, no instead he had on a black shirt with some grey sweats. you wouldn't deny that he looked really good in them. but you had to focus right now.

as you two began to work, researching topics and facts you guys began to talk. usually you would start the conversations but you didn't mind. you found out so much about him. he seemed to be a basic guy, but he was far from it. megumi was actually really smart and funny. making you laugh a couple times. he loved anime and sports.

megumi wasn't so quick to open up to strangers though. usually he would shut them down quickly, responding to any of their questions with limited words. but you, it was different. ever since you sat next to him yesterday, you were the only one in his mind. he couldn't eat sleep or do anything without thinking about you. you were the only person he really wanted to talk to.

but megumi wasn't the only who was heads over heel, you simply couldn't function without thinking about him. ever since that project, megumi was all that you could think about. and everybody could notice.

"y/n? hellooo...?" nobara calls out, waving a hand in front of your face, you quickly snap out of your daydream. "huh?? oh sorry what was going on??" you reply frantically. yuji laughs and Nobara sighs loudly. "gosh, y/n what's gotten into you lately??" she asks "you're always so spaced out it's kinda weird " yuji adds. your cheeks turn rosy pink and you look away shyly. "w-what do ya mean? I've been normal!' you exclaim, although your lie was far from convincing.

yuji giggles and whispers loudly into nobara's ear, loud enough where you could hear though. "bet it's that fushiguro kid!" he snickers. nobara laughs at his comment. you scoff "it's not him!!" you defend, your face now tomato red. "ohh sure... like you two weren't flirting with your eyes yesterday in science..." nobara replies sarcastically. "oh megumi! you're so handsome!! my honey bunny bear!!!" yuji mocks, pretending to be you. nobara adds on to the gag by replying in an obviously fake deep voice "I love you to sugar plum cupcake princess, mwah mwah mwah!!" she chuckles

yuji and nobara burst out laughing after a moment of staring at each other. you cover your face with your hands, completely done with their bullshit. it wasnt like you and megumi were a thing!? you guys were just friends and that's it. but a part of you wishes you were so much more. so much more than simple friends. wishing that instead of daydreaming about going on cute dates with him, holding his rough yet soft hands, and kissing those pink lips they could all just come to life...

and just as you thought this day could not get any worse, megumi approaches your table. you completely forgot you also had the same lunch period with him. you nervously look back up at him, he himself was a cherry red too. he definitely heard nobara and yuji's dumb comments. "hey y/n... can we talk in private?" he mumbles, hands fiddling with each other.

yuji and nobara share shocked looks with each other, jaws completely dropped. "um.. sure" you say warmly, your eyes twinkling at the sight of him, a rush of adrenaline overtaking you. you begin to get up from your seat to go follow megumi, so he could privately chat with you, but as you start to follow megumi nobara calls out loudly, "use protection guys!!!"

you take a deep breath, you were so going to slap the shit out of both of them when you were done. you and megumi stand out in the hallway, both extremely nervously. megumi loudly clears his throat before beginning his sentence, " y/n..." he mumbles

"yes megumi?..." you mutter. then suddenly megumi holds both of your hands together , his soft yet rough palms holding onto both of your dainty fingers. he looks right into your eyes, you could tell what he was about to say took him so much courage to say. both of your hearts raced, frantically beating. "y/n... I love you. I can't hide it anymore. ever since we've met, you've always been so special to me. something was so attractive about you I couldn't get enough of it. you're the prettiest kindest and the most caring girl I've ever met before... so please may I be yours?" megumi says, now really close to you, breath hitting the side of your neck.

the sight in front of you was so precious and appalling. and it all hit you so quickly. no way the quiet megumi fushiguro, the same guy who couldn't even mumble a single word in class just confessed his love for you. you were so taken back, your heart melting at his words. you grin warmly "of course-" you squeal, leaning in to giving him a kiss, only for him to do the same. his arms snaking around your waist swiftly, your arms racings around his neck. the whole scene seemed to play out just like a romance anime. it was like the world paused right there for the two of you.

"TOLD YA!!!" yuji squeals "give me my money now bitch" yuji demands, a cunning grin washing all over his face. nobara sighs "fine!" she scoffs handing the money over to yuji.

#jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk fluff

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mylosz0 · 13 days

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It’s The Little Thing’s ♡

Characters: Yuji, Megumi, Yuta, Inumaki, Aoi Todo

Yuji - Always holds you close in his arms whenever he needs warmth and wants your reassurance. He loves having you nuzzle against his chest as he softly strokes your hair while you both get warm or one of you feels a little on the low. Definitely whispers I love yous as he peppers your face with kisses, ending with you both giggling with big grins on each others faces.

Megumi - Whenever you two are gossiping late at night, he stares at you like you’re the only person in the world (which for him you are). Loves to see you talking with a smile on your face as you get more excited. Always ends up taking your hand and just squeeze it to let you know he’s listening to everything you say.

Yuta - Whenever he hears a slow song on he takes your hands and dances with you, specially when you’re both in the kitchen cooking and it plays. He loves having your head rest on his chest as he sways the both of you to the music. When the song does end he kisses you softly as he smiles down at you, wondering how lucky he got when he met you.

Inumaki - Leaves little notes in your room whenever he knows your stressed or something important is coming up. It’ll be things like whether it’s “I love you, sweetheart!” Or “You’ll ace that exam!” or simply some chibi drawings of you, because he likes drawing you <3

Aoi - Cooks for you whenever he knows you can’t go out to lunch. He always tells you eating is important and that if you can’t get food he’ll make it for you, whatever you want whenever you want. He might not be the best at it, but always tries his best for you :,)

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mylosz0 · 13 days

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Lady with Teal Eyes || Aemond x Aunt!Hightower Reader (Part Three)

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author’s note: I’m writing the last chapter! Woo!

warnings: incest, cockwarming, teasing, sucking, p in v, rough play, flirting, wholesome moment, jealous aemond, possessive, roughness, mild manhandling, mild degradation, unprotected vaginal sex, oral sex, second hand embarrassment, dark content, mentions of su*cide, Aemond being too touchy with his aunt, degradation, humiliation.

summary: Aemond meets his aunt for the first time, and there’s more than meets the eye. (there will be three parts…jk…I’m going to add two more chapters)

Three weeks has passed since you have kept yourself and your affairs in secrecy in the Red Keep. Needless to say, it was evident that you have found peace within yourself. Or rather with the one-eyed prince, who would not stop touching you in all places of your body.

His secret—his own holy sept—spilling each other’s fantasies and interests alike. From night until dawn, everything was accorded.

Each time you spent hours with Alicent and her other Green children in a summer daylight, you felt like a cumbersome and sinister virgin committed a crime to your precious sex. Thankfully Gwayne and Criston or the Cargyll twin, even Harold weren’t there to witness the guilt and arousal you’re trying to hide from a tempted imagination.

In the midst of vipers and ambitious alike, you found solace of writing the accounts on your diary. Entries on the pages filled with thoughts—daily and private—one which you know more than anyone else.

The prayers of the Faith of the Seven has been all but a fever dream. What was the religion’s purpose other than a guidance to those who are lost? You were lost once, but no doubt that your prayers were ever answered. You prayed to the Gods that you wanted to know your origins, of how you came to be as the lady with teal eyes, a daughter of Otto Hightower, but the Gods never gave, so you surrendered your faith at the age of seven, but masking it, pretending to be faithful in order to persuade your father and the Hightowers to achieve their good side was nothing more than an act.

And useless, more like.

An illness poisoned in your old wounds again. What does guidance do other than supplanted the seed of greed, selfishness and lies and pettiness to save themselves from others while the innocence tainted like a wounded womb?

Otto was nothing more than a heartless man served to the likes of his greed for the Iron Throne, the Red Keep, and above all, to Alicent.

Has he accepted you like he does to Alicent, there would be no consequences of silent hostility between two factions and conflict within.

Souls like them are already tainted.

But in a way, you’re glad; being in the same room as Otto would be as consequentially stupid as an untrained eye.

In the latest days in King’s Landing, your adoration for the city has grown less, but the sea and the gardens are the only things that could make you relish the taste of small life.

Aemond had taken you to the gardens, of course, and there you raced with pearly silks of ruffled gown and pearls adorned the neckline, hair fumbled in the wind as you looked back at the one-eyed prince with a gleaming smile.

Thin rays of light cascaded down on your winsome manes and the sparkles of your pearl gown.

On the midst of your white-pearl, there’s a necklace, adorned in large white pearls and a sapphire on the center. Aemond gave you a gift before the day of your nameday.

You were not a type of noble who celebrates nameday, especially if you consider yourself to be in a lower rank in comparison to Queen Alicent or the Targaryens.

Oddly, it has been tranquil since the day you arrived King’s Landing, but the days where you spent your days in your room, the gardens and library, as if nothing special occurred. That is until Aemond caught a certain subjects that caught your eye.

But Aemond is more fascinated with your enamored beauty gleaming like a flower blossoming into the sun and wind.

His hands never stopped roaming to your body.

“We’re in the gardens, my prince,” you reminded, giggling.

Aemond hummed as he plunged a kiss and undo his breeches, but before he does, an attendant arrived and announced that Alicent wanted a discussion with Aemond. With loving eye, Aemond bid his goodbyes and left, and within each breath you drew, it leaves you wanting more.

Each day, you and Aemond spent days into each other’s company, but it wasn’t enough. There are times at night is where the thrill accelerated. Nights dawned with passion and blood engulfed with desire.

Aemond thought of no consequences as he pounded his long cock into you—bed creaking as the skin slapped with his.

“My sweet, my love, my muse,” he said, rasping, his head threw back, drawing a feral growl, hips throbbed and rushed. His mind reeled to a thought of you, healthy and glowing with a rounded belly. He wanted to touch you, but in a public, Aemond would be in jeopardy, but since he’s the second son of the ill king, Aemond laid his hand on your thigh, brushing his whole palm, rising and falling motion, no care for consequences.

He could heard your breath hitched, but kept your composure—entertained your guests and family members. Surely it appears friendly and cordial on the outside, but underneath the table was nothing more than a filthy naughtiness arising from the stroke of his hand. His young and rugged, cold hands. You loved his cold hands. He recalled of your face flushed and in heat. Although he preferred heat, the dragon prince reconsidered it on making his hands cold, to pinch and flick your clit and pushing his lithe fingers in your warmth sounds as tempting and pinched the your taut nipples.

The curtains on your four-post bed swayed, and you found yourself moaning aloud, but his hand covered your mouth. His body pressed against yours and his mouth leaned onto your ear.

“You’re taking my large cock so well, my sweet princess,” he told you. “But you must be quiet for me. Can you do that?”

You nodded.

And his thrusts were twice as powerful, until he spilled every last drop of his semen into your soaked walls, and sweat on your flesh cooled from a plundering breeze.

“My good princess.”

Gevie, he thought, as he watched your sleeping body, your tangled locks, and your face leaning on his neckline for warmth, arms enveloping around his lean frame.

~~~

There are nights where you cannot sleep well. Nights about your dreams terrorizing you. The screams of a woman, calling out to you. Then you saw Alicent. Then your father; Otto screamed at you; His eyes were glowing in the dark, telling you how much of a disappointment you are and how everything wrong in his life, the burdens fell onto your shoulders.

Rumors of you, a mythical creature hissed in the dark. Until you found yourself on a high tower, falling, drowning, then nothing…

You woke up crying, and not long, Aemond awoke with concern, and held you in his arms, whispering sweet words into your ears, High Valyrian, telling you that there’s a light at the end of the tunnel.

You have never heard of High Valyrian before. His voice is music to her ears, and found her gaze locked to his as you both initiated a long feverish kiss. It was the first time that you felt at peace, where you didn’t need to cry on your pillow.

“I love you,” you told him.

“I love you more, my sweet.” He kissed atop of your head.

Dreams have subsided but it didn’t mean it went away completely. Something was calling out to you. The one-eyed prince remedied with his presence.

And for that, you weren’t in fear of the dreams, of the dark.

As of late, the shared passion between you and Aemond has come to a stop. You awaited him in nightly hours and yet the cold air swept in for an one-eyed prince to come and rescue you.

But he never did.

Could something happen to him? You wondered what was the cause. And you hadn’t known, that is until Aemond stormed into your royal apartments, fuming of the announcement of your betrothal to the Martell.

“I command you not to go,” he forewarned.

Confused, you said, “What are you talking about?”

Aemond prowled, fists clenching, his brows furrowed. “You’re marrying a Martell. You’ll be sent away to Dorne, without ever so telling me. What causes you to drive yourself further from my sight, my love?”

You gulped. “No one ever informed me of the marriage!”

His one eye beamed with glare. “I overheard that you’ll be wedded off soon.”

“I didn’t know of this. I didn’t know any of this!” you protested. “I have never done any errors, Aemond. I will never give you any reason to hurt you.”

Aemond’s hands clutched your arms, near to your shoulders. His knees bent and dropped down, and his head bowed and fell down onto your lap. “So…no one told you?” he said, his voice muffled.

“No one told me,” you said gently. “I’ve been in my apartment to repair the new dress you gifted me.”

“Grandsire told me so.”

You heart stopped.

“He agreed to the terms to Dorne, to win their favor.”

You felt numb at the moment.

“My father,” he bitterly said, “wanted alliance with Dorne for some time, but due to his illness, he was powerless. His mind already rotten, as you saw him before.”

“I have.”

“Why in the Seven Hells my grandsire do such a thing?”

“And you thought I was betraying you? You think I would go behind your back and agree to the terms that no one informed me of? I spent my days on my duties, waiting for you to come back. I tried to find you everywhere in the Red Keep, and nothing, you were nowhere to found. What am I wasting my time for, then?”

Aemond looked up with his good eye gleaming. “I apologize, my lady. You’re the woman I want.”

Your eyes glazed in hot tears; his hands brushed the sides of your waist, his forehead leaned against your stomach.

“I must speak to Alicent of this matter.” Then you got up and left.

But, instead of seeing Alicent, Otto was present before your eyes at Alicent’s apartments. Your chest tightened at the sound of his voice.

The Lord Hand awaited.

You took a step forward.

“Father,” you began, wondering if he’s willing to change his way.

You guessed it wrong.

“I never thought I took you for a fool,” he began. “Coupling with a one-eyed prince for whatever how long, and you decided to act immoral ways against the Faith of the Seven. You are a disgrace to House Hightower. Harlot as your mother ever was. What will Alicent ever think of you, my sweet child?”

But you heard the story wrong; there are rumors years back that your father, the Lord Hand, had an affair with a woman after Alicent’s mother has passed—when Alicent was just an toddler. As much as he grieves for his late wife, he needed someone to warm his heart, but the result began clear when it’s only temporary. And you don’t recall whether Otto treated you fairly.

“Alicent may not know this, but I do know. These walls have eyes, my dear girl. And if you ever lay a hand on any other members of the court, you’ll be sentenced mercifully to death.”

His soft tone never caused a shiver down your spine.

“You’re nothing but an enigma to my existence. You have soiled yourself, soiled my name,” he continued. “You must pray for forgiveness, and your desirable sins will be set free.”

“Where’s my mother?” is all you said.

Otto silenced.

“Where is she?”

Then a small smile crept upward on his lip. “You’ll never meet her. Perhaps you will, if you rid of yourself, I care not. We Hightowers thrive and survive, and you will not; you will rot to despair.”

Alicent’s children will reign Seven Kingdoms, and you will not.

For all these years, you have yearned affection and acceptance was nothing more than a pathetic attempt to injure your pride.

This was all you needed to hear from Otto—the ugly truth.

The comforting lie is just as ugly, like a gown wore on a rotten corpse.

“The Martells will attend here at the Red Keep. Best sure to be on your good behavior. Or you will pay the price by the repent for your existence.”

Maybe the comfort offering from the dead and living can be as painful.

~~~

At dinner, with the Martells involved, you shot a benign smile at the prince, but Aemond is saddened by the outcome. But in the midst of a chatter, you chose to stay silent and play an act of a nice lady. Smiling and nodding is all you could do. But on the inside, you want to thrash everything and burn the lives of those who wrong you.

But you’re only a lady, not Visenya Targaryen.

The Martell prince has been extended his kindness to you, but, afar, unbeknownst to you, Aemond paid attention to you. The glistened of your eyes—your teal eyes—dwindled and empty. And your smile is just as coiled and unnaturally unnerving. While you’re unseen to everybody else, only Aemond’s eye to you are well-known and heard.

No matter how much you tried to look up and glance another’s person eyes, the soul of your happiness is nowhere to be seen.

He has never seen you like this, aside from the tears and pain you have shared. Knowing why, Otto had the upper hand. A child-like state you shared with Aemond has stiffened to adulthood.

It was him, and Aemond knows it so. Otto was just as calculatingly obvious. Aemond urged to take you away and fled to the Free Cities, but his duty, he cannot afford to make a ruckus mistake like last time. Not that he’s ashamed of jabbing his grandsire at supper duration of Viserys’s nameday—he felt proud, but to his own end, his own calculation should’ve been more precise and less obvious.

The Martell prince offered you to take his hand for a night stroll, but you lead yourself back to your room, by excusing yourself.

Not long after, while the guests and his family are occupied by the Martells, Aemond slipped past them and met you back in your room, tackling you with a kiss and an embrace, leaving no breath in your chest.

Within your kiss, you cried, but Aemond had other plans on taking you back, to remedy his careless encounter he had with you this morning.

He took and soiled you again on your pristine bed.

“My father will have me killed if we keep doing this,” you warned him, stroking his glossy hair.

“I shall feed them to my dragon—of those who wronged us, if it comes to that. I care not of my grandsire,” he replied. “He’s as stupid as a boar.”

“What shall I do?”

“Let us make our vows to the Godswood,” he suggested, rather bluntly and more urgent; urgent because his anger was rising against of his grandsire.

“He knows about us, my dear nephew,” you said, tears trickled.

His thumb swiped your tear aside.

“We’ll find a way.” Aemond kissed your head, then onto your lips, after a prolonged of a ragged breath settled down from a torrid consummation, thinking about how he should’ve eaten you at the feast, your legs open and spread across the table, but he shall do that the next time someone tries to outsmart him, even if it’s a family member.

And there, you shared intimacy with a prince once more.

For now, assurance is all you needed.

~~~

In the midst of foggy, cold evening, with you asleep, Aemond managed to find the Martell prince and slaughtered him, tossed him at the highest tower of Red Keep.

The people in King’s Landing will take the Martell’s death as a suicide, but within the eyes of the Gods of Old and New, they knew that the one-eyed prince ended the Dornish prince.

~~~

The next day, the bond between you and Aemond mended and resumed, never minding of the misunderstanding, in your ivory gown with embroidered white roses and teal and green jewels sleeved your shoulders as Aemond in his violet and gold attire. You and Aemond are happy; sent to each other’s arms and the kiss became ardent. The love in between the curtained trees and shadows and thin ray of lights. You felt lighter, and so does he. But the struggles between politics and greedy desires from the people won’t end. But the one-eyed prince beg to differ.

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LITERALLY CRYING, I NEED THIS

this goes out to my itty bitty titty committee😘

Your boyfriend was very aware of your insecurities. Especially about your breasts.

The first time you guys were getting intimate. You were doing everything in your power to not take off your shirt. Of course he stopped and talked to you about it which was how he found out you were insecure.

“They’re just too small you know? I don’t know it’s embarrassing.” You mumble, fiddling with the hem of your shirt.

So he started off small, to try and get you comfortable around him and just make you feel good about your body in general.

He’d compliment you whenever you didn’t wear bras while wearing tight shirts, urging you to go out in public like that freely because he knew how to fight.

Cuddle sessions he’d have your back flush against him and hand slithering under your shirt, gently massaging it.

You’d pout whenever he wanted to lay on your chest, telling him there was no cushion whatsoever and he’d always snap back with a,

“That’s okay. I wanna feel your heartbeat.” He wasn’t lying either, the sound of your heartbeat was always a sound that lulled him to sleep.

When you’re on top of him one night, you finally let him see them. He’s over the moon.

One, he can finally show you how much he adored your body.

Two, you trusted him with your body.

Right when your shirt comes off your hands are quick to cover them though.

“D-Don’t just stare.” You whine and he smiles, prying your hands away and gazing into your eyes.

“I love you.” He said so sweetly, even though you’ve heard it countless of times, it makes you flush and tear up.

He held the small of your back, his lips peppering small featherlight kisses along your chest. Whispering sweet nothings into your skin.

“So beautiful, my beautiful girl.”

Whines and gasps would leave you as he pulled one into his mouth. Sucking and rolling his tongue against your nub. By the end of the night you have to pry him off because he won’t stop.

You practically came alone from him just abusing your tits with his mouth. Now they were all sore and marked up. Even when you’re both falling asleep he’s still fondling them.

“Stop it, they hurt.” You pout, trying to swat his hand away.

“And you said I wouldn’t love them. I love everything about you baby.” He’d whisper in your ear, holding you closer to him.

— inumaki , yuuji , choso , yuuta , mitsuya, draken , sanzu, shinichiro , hanma , bakugo , deku , kirishima , aki , angel , armin , jean

#jjk x reader #jjk x y/n #jjk x you #jjk imagines #jjk drabbles #jjk scenarios

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Satoru getting your name tattooed on his hip near his v line after convincing you that he was just getting a small heart to match yours. Wiping away the stray tear on your cheek when he reveals it for the first time after a week.

Your lips meet his before you sink to your knees, kissing the tatoo softly as you admire the cursive writing of the black ink. “I love it so much.”

“Yeah? ‘S all cause i love you baby.” His hand stroking your head softly, “It kinda hurts though. How about you make it feel a lil’ better hmm?”

You smile with a nod, wasting no time before taking him past your lips and down your throat. Bobbing your head on his thick cock as your spit runs freely. Your boyfriend’s moans making your thighs clench as you feel wetness pool in your panties.

Your stomach tightening when your eyes locked onto his skin once more. It truly made your heart throb.. and your pussy.

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hii for your even could I have gojo and choso scenario 10 please...and maybe 11 not sure if I can ask for more than one set of headcanons

Thanks for the request Anon!! You can definitely chose more than one head-Canon. Also I had wayyy to much fun writing this, never finished something so fast. I was literally ovulating at the thought. ❥ divider by @cafekitsune <3 go give them some love!!

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Gojo and Choso with 10. First time having sex and 11. Favorite sex position. :3

First Time with Gojo

✧ First time with Gojo he’s being cocky and playful and teasing but really he’s wrapped up on your finger and you don’t even know. He teases you over your clothing first wanting to see you squirm underneath him.

✧ Peels your clothes one by one until you’re fully naked in front of him. Slowly going down and down to your most desired place. You’re clenching around nothing already wet by how much you want to be full of him and only him.

✧ He gets you ready for his cock first, he knows it’s big, he knows he has to prep you before fucking you. Even though all he wants is push his tip into your fold’s and fuck you hard. He laps at your pussy sucking your clit as he slowly pushed two finger’s into your tight hole. Slightly curving his fingers to reach that one spot that got you moaning his name over and over.

✧ Once he deems your ready after so much begging and already cumming twice just from his tongue he slips in. Has to take a second to try and not cum at the first clench of your pussy. He slowly pushes through praising you for being such a good girl and taking him so well.

✧ After you tell him it’s okay to move he instantly bottoms out on you, reaching your sweet spot in less than a second. One hand on your hip while the other intertwined’s your fingers with his, wanting to give you some grounding.

✧ Cock so deep makes you’re stomach bulge. Knowing and feeling so full of him you can’t take it, wanting more of him… all of him. Wants you to finish first, hitting all the right spots, nibbling at your neck and sucking on your nipples wanting you to cum on his cock so he can finish.

✧ After moans and whimpers from the intense orgasm does he lean back and look at the mess you guys made. Ohh but it doesn’t end there sweetheart. He’ll eat you out once more tasting yours and his essence like there’s no tomorrow. Having you crying and begging from the overstimulation as he looks up to you from your pussy nothing but a smirk visible on his pretty little face covered with your slick.

Gojo’s Favorite Sex Position would be Missionary.

Now hear me out- I know simple but it’s also elegant, effective, versatile. Maybe vanilla sex yeah, but definitely equally as delicious as every other one. He loves that skin to skin contact where he can easily push his chest onto yours and feel you all around him, kissing and sucking on your nipples. But also he loves lifting both your leg’s to your chest as he reaches even deeper into your being. Might be simple but the way his pubic bone rubs against your clit feels euphoric or how he directly stimulates your g-spot again and again with the head as he has you screaming and creaming against his cock.

First Time with Choso

✧ First time with Choso would start off innocently, Walk with me. Being a curse I don’t think he’s getting the holy grail. First time with you definitely would be his first time having sex. He’s all shy touches soft kisses until he feels the need for more. The way you’re kissing and sucking on his skin makes him let out these sweet little whimper’s.

✧ You’re guiding him through all of it getting yourself stretch with his long fingers which make him go feral by how hard you’re clenching on just his fingers. Hearing your moans let him know how good boy he’s being. Reaches a hand on your chest wanting to feel your soft and squishy tits. Doesn’t care if they’re small or big, he will take care of them with all his being.

✧ Once your body is able to take him you’re slowly teasing his tip onto your fold’s talking him through it. The second you push the head through he’s a goner. Definitely came at just feeling your warm gummy walls squeezing his cock for the first time.

✧ He would also definitely go rough on you from the start. Like what do you mean this is what he’s been missing out all this time. Pounds into you like there’s no tomorrow. He knows he’s doing good by the way you moaned his name over and over again. His long cock hitting repeatedly at your good spot until you’re both a cumming mess in each other’s arms.

Choso’s Favorite Sex Position would be Cowgirl. Now let me explain I’m a firm believer that he’s a tit guy. From that he loved your tits and having them so close jiggling as you move up and down on him makes him wanna cum on the spot. He likes pinching and sucking and kneading as you grind onto him. From this dominant position you always tease him as you delay his climax just to intensify yours, and he loves that shit. He loves the feeling of being so deep inside you as you take charge, but don’t forget once your finished he will turned you over and fuck you roughly.

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First Time Saying “I Love You”

Characters: Yuji, Megumi, Yuta, Inumaki, Aoi Todo.

Yuji wanted to tell you he loved you in a special and romantic way since it was your birthday. He wanted it to be special because you deserved everything and anything. He was preparing a cake that said I love you with the help of nobara, to give it to you as a birthday gift. He spent hours trying to get it perfect until it was time to head over to your house. On the way over he didn’t know the box was moving so much on the bike, poor cake was struggling. When he got there he was shaking with excitement calling you over. When you went down to meet him he opened the box “happy birthday baby!!” He looked at you almost like a puppy as you smiled looking down. “Hey yuji, what’s it supposed to say?” You asked confused at the smudging icing as you looked up to him. Him also confused looked down “HUH? It was supposed to say I love you, idk what happened.” He said dejectedly as he frowned. Your cheeks get red as you leaned forward to look at him “You love me?” He looked up eyes sparkling “of course I love you. So much.” You giggled kissing his cheek “I love you too Yuji.”

You and Megumi were snuggling all cozy and comfortable on the verge of falling asleep. When he pulled you closer by the waist as he softly whispered “I love you…” with a coy smile on his face. You were surprised but quickly said it back grinning as you kissed his lips in a sweet peck. The night was spent saying sweet nothings to one another until you both fell asleep on each other’s arms.

Yuta has been planning this for weeks. He wanted to tell you he loved you in the most romantic way. He bought your favorite flowers and wrapped them himself as he bought your favorite food. He went over to your place his hands shaking with nervousness but also excitement. He knocked on the door waiting for you. As you opened the door surprise graces your features as he smiles warmly at you. “I’ve been wanting to tell you this for a long time now. I’ve been in love with you since the day I laid my eyes on you. And I just couldn’t wait any longer to make my feelings known.” You could almost cry at the gesture and even more at his words. You leaped towards him, engulfing him into a hug as you smiled , cheeks flushed red as you reciprocated his feelings.

Inumaki has been wanting to tell you how much he loved you but with his curse technique it wasn’t quite… ideal. So one night he wrote a letter describing all he loved about you, how you made his heart pound against his chest whenever you smiled or how he loves seeing your eyes sparkle when you see something you liked. He poured his true feelings onto that letter and gave it to you the next day. Which had you on tears as you said you loved him too hurrying to hug him.

It was summer and Aoi planned a fun trip to the beach with you. Since the weather has been to hot to spent it inside. You both spent the day on the water swimming and playing around, laughing and giggling. Until you both sat down on the hood of his car drying off looking at the sunset. He looked over to you seeing the sun rays shinning against your smooth skin, he thought you were the most beautiful person in the world. The words just spilled out of his mouth “I love you.” as you turned to him eyes widen as you slowly smiled taking his hand on yours and intertwining your fingers with his. “I love you too, Todo.”

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