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pastelpatchh · 2 years

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Golden

Character: Armin Arlert

Anime: Attack On Titan

Pairings: S4!Armin x fem!reader

Word count: 1.7k+

Genre: Fluff

Pov: Armin being your bookstore and café crush !!

a/n: AHH I’m having an Armin brain rot !! Please excuse any errors :>

You take in a deep breath, appreciating the smell of old books as you walk down the aisle of the shop.

Situated at the corner of the street down the block, you find yourself frequently visiting this old book shop. It was a past time of yours, a little activity that broke the monotony of your day.

The old lady who sits at the front of the desk always says a little ‘hello’ to you whenever you walked in. She was happy to see you walk in, not only because of your love for reading but you were also sort of like a regular customer.

Today was a little different compared to most days, you walked down the aisle of your favourite genre, already feeling a little giddy knowing you’d finally have your hands on a copy of a new release from your favourite author.

Then your eye intentionally caught a glimpse of gold and blonde, heart stopping a little.

There he was, the discreet reason you always came to this very bookstore. His head bent down, skimming over the contents of a book. He was always hanging out in the history section but today he was standing in another section of the store, sometimes he’d bring his friends, but mostly he’d be here alone.

His blue eyes barely turned your way, but when it did, it gave you butterflies. His gaze had a glow, almost like it filled sunlight wherever he’d look.

However, you’d never seen what he truly looked like, half of his face was covered by a face mask. Nonetheless, you still believed he’d have the kindest expression on his face.

You were hesitant, but you still walked up to where he stood.

He had a copy of the book you wanted in his hands, and then you felt a weight drop in your stomach.

That was the last copy, the shelf was empty.

You try your best to hide your disappointment, but your eyes were still glued to the book, feeling a bitter wave of hopelessness and dismay knowing you were late.

All those days of reading expectations and following up on this book didn't have the end you were hoping for, no big deal right? Pressing your lips together you look up at him, surprisingly he was already looking at your face.

Unable to say anything, you nod your head in a sort of greeting, he responds by doing the same.

"Here, I think you were looking for this " he said. His tone was curt, almost apologetic. He was giving you the book and you still had no idea what to say. Freezing up was a bad idea, but now that he was actually speaking to you, you were taken aback.

However, a small smile grows on your lips, "It's fine, I'm sure this interests you"

"Not really, I'm more of a history person. I just decided to check out the other genres" he shrugs.

"History huh?" You say, pretending you didn't already know this very fact, for a moment your gaze met his, as if he was searching the intention in your e/c coloured eyes.

"Yeah, the stories of the past always interest me. Life back then was so different, it's so interesting to see how people and society functioned differently, and yet at the same time it's like we're doing the same things as our ancestors-" he glances your way,

"I'm sorry, this might be boring for you" he says scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. You feel something tug at your heart,

"No absolutely not, I understand what you're saying" you nod,

"I haven't really found people who want to talk about this"

"I think people forget history isn't just a subject you write homework on or spend hours learning" you say quietly,

He studies your expression carefully now,

"To someone who's passionate about it, it could be so much more" you continue. You couldn't tell what was happening, until his eyebrows shot up and he murmured,

"Yes, exactly that, thank you"

It was silent again,

"I think I'll take my leave...um..." your voice falters,

"Armin" he replies, "And you are?"

"Y/n"

"Good bye Y/n, I hope we meet again, and if you ever need help with history homework" he points at himself, again, a little nervously.

Your heart stammers, he was so adorable.

You grin walking towards the counter, "You wouldn't believe, I'm about to do just that" you tug at the straps of your backpack, “Also, thank you for this” you gesture at the novel.

“No problem”

The two of you walk out of the store, pointing your thumb to the cafe across the street you sigh,

“I’ve got to get going, it was nice talking to you Armin, hopefully I’ll see you around”

“Yeah me too, didn’t know you liked coffee from over there”

His gaze lands on the cozy coffee house, nestled right there in between all the noise and hustle.

“Oh I love it, it’s really great” you began to gush about this coffee house, out of all things, without realising he was still walking with you.

He opens the door and a bell jingles when the door is pushed,

“My dad would be really glad to hear that” Armin nods,

“Yeah?”

Your eyebrows furrow, as Armin takes of his jacket, grabs a cap and apron with the cafe logo on it and stands behind the counter.

“He owns the place and so I guess, yeah, have a seat”

You stand there in a daze for a minute, before snapping back to reality and sitting down at one of the tables.

“I didn’t know…” you grasped for words, your hands invariably reaching into your bag and pulling out pages and books you needed to complete your assignments.

“Coffee’s on me, don’t tell my dad. Let me help you with that” he points at the mess of papers,

“I-it’s alright really”

Armin stood over the table, and gently lowered his face towards you as his hands organised your things, he moved so swiftly it was like watching art.

“I insist, Y/n” and that’s when you noticed he wasn’t wearing a mask anymore. His face was as beautiful as you imagined it to be, a small smile graced his lips, which complimented his features.

Instead of staring at his gorgeous face, you should’ve said something, but all you could manage was a head nod and a small ‘thank you’.

That evening marked the first day you got to know Armin. He even scribbled his phone number onto a napkin and hid it in one of your books, you found out only when you got home, and you couldn’t stop smiling every time you thought about him.

From then on, you visited the cafe more often than usual, with hopes of letting your friendship blossom. And it did, day by day Armin found himself drawn closer to you, infatuated not just by your beauty, but by the way you made him feel comfortable.

To you, Armin was a wonder. A treasure, part of which you discover a little more about each time.

Sometimes you’d be talking to him and he’d keep scribbling away with his pen, you’d try to see what he was writing but he’d hide it from you. Until one time he timidly shows you that he was sketching your face.

“This is…amazing” you feel your cheeks heat up, he managed to draw you in the most candid way possible, right from the light in your eyes to the curves of your smile.

He drew you, didn’t see yourself in honestly.

He doesn't look you in the eyes, rather scoots a little closer to you, it was moment frozen in time.

He was close enough for you to rest your head on his shoulder,

"I think you look really pretty so I tried drawing you, I'm...glad you like it"

"I love it" you whisper, his ears more red than a tomato.

You were already breathless, but you weren't sure of your surroundings when his hand snuck under the table to intertwine your fingers, and he gave your hand a squeeze. It was like an unsaid declaration of so, so many wonderful things.

That was the start of your relationship, it went from hand holding to him kissing your knuckles when he felt like. Some days he'd kiss the top of your head, or the tip of your nose.

You would love to loop your arm in his when you walked, or peck his cheek which often caught him off guard. The usual coffee and book store dates were sometimes replaced with home visits, he lived in the building above the coffee shop and you down the block.

One evening your doorbell rings, it was him standing there, almost panting.

Letting him inside, you couldn't help but ask,

"Are you alright?"

"Y-yeah, why?" he is still breathing rapidly,

"Nothing, it's just that you look like you ran a marathon"

He laughs, music to your ears.

You hand him a glass of water, which he nearly gulps down in seconds,

"Sit, sit" you stifle your surprise, leading him to the sofa in the living room, he sits down with a thump, and you rest your head against his chest.

His heart was pounding in his ribcage,

"So Armin, why were you sprinting around?" you chuckle,

"If I'm being honest, I couldn't wait to see you" he grins, wrapping his arms around you. "Also, here you are"

He hands you a rectangle wrapped in brown paper and a ribbon,

"Open it"

You undo the silk bow and peel away the wrapper to find a book inside, and not just any book.

"No...no way" you smile, a little too much actually. He really took the time out to buy you the sequel of the very book you found him holding in his hands that day.

It had released today, but you were too tied down with projects to make time and buy it, you don't remember mentioning it to him often, but the thought did bother you.

"I figured, since the first book was literally the reason we found each other, I thought it wo-"

"You are an absolute angel" you plant kisses on his forehead, cheeks, temples, nose, "Why thank you" he blushes a deep red, tackling you down on the sofa.

Laughter bubbles past your lips as he tickles you, he loved the sound of it.

"Armin arlert, you make me really happy" you say, grinning sheepishly as he hovers over you,

"Y/n l/n, you too,make me really happy" he says, blue eyes studying you with adoration, he was lowering himself, closer and closer.

"Y/n...is this alright with you?" his lips ghosted over yours, eyes lingering on them, his breathing rapid.

You felt butterflies, but also a surge of urgency.

"Yes" you blink, and he finally lets the tide crash the shore. He kissed you gingerly, almost as if you were delicate porcelain, or the petals of a flower, beautiful and soft.

Pulling back, you both stay in silence, until your fingers in his hair pull him in, inviting him to continue, and how could he say no.

#attack on titan #aot imagines #aot x you #aot anime #aot x reader #armin x you #snk armin #snk headcanons #snk x y/n #armin attack on titan #armin x fem reader #armin aot #armin x reader #aot final season #aot x y/n

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pastelpatchh · 2 years

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Without me

Character: Satoru Gojo

Pairings: Gojo x fem!Reader

Anime: Jujutsu Kaisen

Word count: 1.2k +

Genre: Angst/fluff

Pov: You missed him, you were angry and afraid for all the right reasons, he will protect you, he loves you, he’s sorry.

a/n: ahhhhh I haven’t really written on Gojo so I decided to give it a try. Here’s my attempt at Gojo trying to apologise for accidentally putting Y/n in danger .

Gojo, the man who made it his duty to never make you frown since the day he met you, is startled at your distant behaviour. He first thought you were pretending but after sometime he realised you weren’t joking, yes, you were mad at him.

You were sitting on the couch, waiting for Satoru to come back home from one of his trips. The apartment was silent, each passing minute made the uneasiness sprout in your belly, your eyes darting to the clock.

Finally, the door clicks open and your tall boyfriend strolls in,

“Saturo” his name is a whisper of relief on your tongue.

“Hey there babe, did you miss me?” He coos, walking upto your form and hugging you.

“Plenty, there’s dinner in the fridge if you’re hungry” you smile shortly, and then walk into your shared bedroom. You murmur ‘Goodnight’ before wrapping the sheets around yourself.

He cocked his head to the side, his palm grazing the back of his neck as an odd feeling dawned on him, eyes narrowing behind the sunglasses he wore even at night.

“Um Y/n…?” He asked hesitantly approaching your side of the bed, normally you would spend loads of time with him after he would return from his business trips.

Tonight was different, and he was beginning to understand it wasn’t exactly a good sign.

“Is something wrong?” He whispers, resting an arm on your back and brushing your hair,

“Hm? Yeah, no, no I’m just tired, it’s been a…a long day” you yawn and turn away from him. A feeling of dejection deflates his bubbly mood from before and not some time later he crawls in beside you.

“Care to explain anything? Satoru?” You finally say, turning onto your back and you stare at the ceiling, “I thought you were sleepy” he said, voice low but wary.

“Well, I would sleep but I’m still wondering where the hell you went without telling me first. You just disappear for two days or more without any warning? Do you even know what it feels like having you vanish every now and then- especially with those-“ you suck in a breath of air,

“I rea-“

“You know what, never mind” you huff, thinking it was no use yelling this late at night.

“This was really urgent, and I just had to go”

“Great, that solves everything”

“I really mean it. I would explain if you give me a chance”

Silence on your end.

“Y/n?” He questioned, glancing over at you. You had turned away.

The next morning, your awake before him. Standing in the kitchen preparing breakfast, you don’t hear him walk into the living room a gasp escaping you when you feel arms wrap around your waist.

“Morning” he’s mumbling into your hair, normally you wouldn’t fight this moment but right now your brain is still replaying last night.

Of course you wanted an explanation from him, but right now you also wanted some distance.

“Morning” you mumble wriggling out of his grasp and heading to the living room, he’s trying to grab your wrist but you make it a brisk trip to the table.

You have both, his and your plate.

Placing his plate far from yours you take a seat across the table and silently begin eat. He awkwardly strolls upto you, he sits down and sips the orange juice from a glass kept on the table.

“That’s mine” you reply, eyes not meeting his.

He freezes mid action and he places the glass back on the table, grimacing as he exhaled. His appetite for the pancakes you made dissipated quickly with your tone, his blue eyes desperate to catch glimpse of your e/c coloured ones so he could find the emotion beneath them.

He begins to say something,

“Let’s talk after we’re done eati-” you say,

“Y/n please talk to me” his voice sounded like he was trying to hold a ton of words inside, gulping, he continued.

“Tell me, tell me everything, I need to hear you say something” he swipes his hands across his face, almost steadying himself for what you were going to say.

“Let’s talk then” you say,

“Satoru, do you remember what you said when we started dating?”

His eyes wander across your face, trying to grasp at what you were trying to get at. The main reason he started to date you was…

“…I said you were the only one capable of making me feel normal”

“That’s changing” you say bluntly.

“What do you mean?”

“The last time you left I thought I was imagining it, but now I’m sure it’s not something wrong with me. I don’t know how exactly to say this…you’d probably think I’m joking”

He winces, because you roll your eyes at your last line. You walk over to the windows,

“You know what I see down there? You’d probably say cars, people, pets, but you’re missing one thing”

He approached the windows,

“I can see that thing behind the shadows, that creature sitting on the woman shoulder. That thing over there, sitting on top of the streetlight” you frown,

“And you know what I see at night? They’re climbing up the windows, Satoru. They’re scratching the glass, the doors…me”

His head whips to you revealing the oblong scar across your lower belly, his eyes widening.

“Y/n…”

“This time when you were gone, this happened. The last time I think I narrowly escaped”

Gojo was stunned, he was more than guilty, he felt a weight crash onto his heart. Everything he hoped would not happen was happening, he wanted you away from this part of his life, but you got attacked.

He was silent, his head hung low.

“I’m sorry…I’m so sorry, I never wanted this to happen” you finally look at him, eyes meeting.

His heart sank when he saw the look on your face.

“All the times I’d leave, I wanted to go discreetly so you’d never see what I was actually doing. I was afraid, you’d become attached to something you had nothing to do with in the first place”

“I knew the possibilities of things that could happen, ever since I was with you”

He reaches forward hesitantly, and you let him pull you into his chest, and as much as you didn’t want to admit it…you felt the safest you’ve ever felt in his arms.

“Y/n, I never wanted to drag you into this. I thought distance would solve everything…I promise, I’ll never let you get hurt again. I’m sorry”

You stayed silent, trying to get your breathing back to normal.

“So, am I in danger?” You look up at him,

“When I’m around, never” he smiled.

Finally, slowly, you gather yourself to push yourself closer against him and wrap your arms around him as well.

“The next time you need to g-“

“I’ll have someone watch over you. I don’t think I would be able to forgive myself if I took you along and something happened to you”

At this, the smallest sigh escapes your lips.

“I’m glad we spoke then” you say, he grabs your hand and leads you back to the table.

“Me too, let’s eat, I’m starving”

Satoru did feel guilty for letting this happen to you. Part of him loathed his carelessness, but he was here now, with you, to keep you safe.

Not very far away, standing amongst the dark of the alleyways a man glanced up at the window where you and Satoru were last seen.

It was a tall building and your figures were bleak and weary, but he knew. He knew where you were.

He knew where to send the curses.

He knew when Satoru wasn’t around.

He knew you were Satorus’ weakness.

Looking at the window one last time, Geto Suguru disappeared into the shadows once again.

#gojo satoru #gojo x you #gojo imagine #gojo x reader #jujutsu gojo #gojo fluff #gojo angst #gojou satoru x you #jujutsu kaisen satoru #satorugojo #jujutsu kaisen

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pastelpatchh · 2 years

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Eyes on you

Character: Toji

Anime: Jujutsu Kaisen

Word count: 2.2k (🧍🏽‍♀️)

Genre: fluff/angst(very little tbh),

Warnings: slowburn, angsty reader(towards the end mainly), Toji being a hot jerk

a/n: Likes and Reblogs appreciated :) Please excuse any errors :,> and yes I know this took forever- totally random but I am having a skz brainrot (CIRCUS is such a bop)

Part ONE

Your life working under Tojis company was beginning to become more and more busier, to add to the misery he was always glum. Never bothering to be patient, overloading your desk with just about everything under the sun to manage.

Most days you’d find yourself working overtime, and a throbbing headache to keep you company. Of course, you did this all with a cordial smile on your face, and boy did that get under Tojis skin. He wondered if he wasn’t being hellish enough.

The only Fushigaro you adored, was Megumi. He was not a nightmare like his father, always a pleasure to talk to, and most of all he seemed to enjoy your presence.

One Saturday, you find yourself seated at your desk scheduling Tojis meetings and asnwering emails when a little voice pipes up,

“Y/n san?”

“Yes?”

“Are you busy?”

“A little, why what’s the matter?” You hear the shuffling of feet and then a little boy appears to the side of your table,

“Would you like a donut?”

Megumi asks, his dad bought him in today because his nanny had to go out of station urgently.

“Ah, no thank you” you smile, feeling a little better whenever you saw this kid around, in fact mostly everyone in the office seemed to care for Megumi.

He was a well mannered kid, always polite.

“It’ll make you feel better” he suggested, walking closer to you and stretching his small arm as much as he could towards you,

“Alright then, a tiny piece that’s all” you break of the smallest bit of the donut and pop it in your mouth,

“That’s delicious”

Megumi beams up, the smallest smile on his lips,

“See, I told you”

“Did he now?” A stoic voice calls out, you gaze snaps back to your screen,

“Morning, boss” you say,

“I was searching for this little guy, didn’t know he was here” Toji leans slightly against the table, arms folded, totally ignoring your greeting.

“Come now” he scooped his kid up and sat him on his shoulders, he was taking him to the kids lounge, and to be honest Megumi didn’t look to excited.

“I wanted to say ‘hi’ to Y/n” he said, looking back and waving at you, you smile and wave back.

“Really? Why?”

“She’s my friend”

“Speaking of friends, Yujis here today”

Their voices drone away.

You’d think that was the only highlight of the day, when after an hour, your about to leave when someone tugs at your skirt.

A little startled you look down, only to be met with the sweating faces of two kids.

“Oh hello Megumi, and…?”

“I’m Yuji!” The other kid with pink hair beams, he had a huge grin and salmon pink hair. They’re both looking up at you,

“Shouldn’t you two be at the kids area?”

“We were, but we got bored”

“But your dad will be looking fo-“

“St-stop right, there, sto-“ this man stopped running midway, he was panting, hands on his knees.

“Oh no, I thought we lost him” Megumi frowns,

“Get back at once, I’ve been searching the whole building for you two” the man was old, greying hair twisting near his collar and wrinkles around his eyes. You realise this was Spencer, he was now part of another division but he was the one who was in charge of your interview and this job placement.

“Good afternoon sir” you say with a slight bow,

“Good afternoon Y/n, how’s everything going, I believe you’ve been keeping up well, you’re are in fact quite the talk around here”

You let out a nervous chuckle,

“I try my best, I am quite glad I’ve gotten the opportunity to work here”

“Good, good” his gaze falls upon the children,

“Y/n-san, take us with you” the cling to each other behind your legs,

“I-“ you don’t know what exactly to say,

“I don’t know why they ran away” he sounded mildly frustrated, “Toji was supposed to but then he asked me to drop them at the kids area because I happened to be on going downstairs, I look away for a second and they’re gone” he was trying so hard to not scream…or break down you couldn’t tell.

“And now I’m almost late for my meeting-“ his expression noticeably darkens.

“It’s alright, I was leaving so I can-“

“You’re a life saver!“ he shook your hand and walked away hurriedly,

“Alright kids, let’s go”

“But I don’t want to go back to the kids area” Yuji whined,

“I’m sorry, but there’s nowhere else where I can take you” you smile apologeticaly

The three of you head down to the lobby, when by coincidence, Toji spots you exiting the elevator. He was standing outside with Kento Nanami, another reputed CEO in Tokyo, you knew they were about to leave for their meeting,

“Dad!” Yuji calls out, running toward the glass doors, you try to hold his hand but he’s already skipping away, running towards the blonde with a large smile, he hops into the mans arms. You and Megumi walk outside,

"We were just about to leave" Toji murmurs, eyes automatically searching for Spencer, "Why aren't you two inside?" Nanami questions,

"We want to stay with Y/n" Yuji says,

Nanami blinks, he glances at you, before he could suggest anything Toji was turning to look at you with this smugness about him,

"Of course you can, if she doesn't mind?"

"Uh- I actually... don't mind at all" you were about to think of an excuse, but the way his jade eyes were piercing holes through your skull, you assumed better.

"Excellent" He grins a very wolfish grin,

Nanami gets into the car, after placing Yuji down who runs back up to you, Toji was about to leave when you clear your throat,

“Yes, overtime, I know”

"Double my overtime" you say, not smiling at all.

You were supposed to be working only half day today and now you had to look after their kids, when instead you could be relaxing at home. Their kids were sweethearts, sure, but this was not exactly what you signed up for when you got this job.

He turns around to say something, mouth partly open.

You weren't joking around, he could tell that when his eyes met yours, his gaze falters.

"I am doing this, just today" you say, walking away with the kids towards your car.

"Wait-Hiro will be taking you to my place" He said,

"It's safer" he added quickly,

So, you find yourself at Tojis luxury penthouse, situated in one of the most lushest areas of the city.

"If you need anything, I am just a call away" Hiro gives you a warm smile before you exit the car, "Thank you" you smile.

The day goes by with you and the kids watching television, sometimes Megumi would tell you random stories about his dad and he. It was a little nice really, hearing about this side of Toji.

"So my dad ended up bringing me Mc'Donalds because he accidently set the steak on fire" Megumi shrugs, you stifle your laughter.

Yuji was the opposite of Megumi, but he was loads of energy, his activities ranged from colouring on paper with crayons, to endless pillow fighting. It was an eventful day, but terribly exhausting because they switched rooms like flipping channels.

At nightfall, Toji pulls into the driveway expecting to find you tearing your hair out in frustration, instead he sees you holding Megumi and Yuji softly, the boys were asleep in your arms. They had quite the energetic day and found themselves snuggled against you, on the sofa.

Something in him made him pause and watch, Nanami didn't say anything but he understood what was running through Tojis' mind. Being a single dad was tough, he knew what it was like, and so he too felt a sense of longing attached to the scene unfurled in front of him.

Once Nanami and Yuji left, you said your goodbyes, but Toji stopped you before you could leave,

"Don't go- I mean, It's late, you should stay the night" he offered, awkwardly placing a hand on the back of his neck. He felt a tad bit guilty, after all you would have been at home already if it wasn't for his...meddling.

"It'll be fine,besid-"

"It's too late for you to travel" he replies, but this time it was more like a command, than a request. So now you're sitting in his living room, in one of his oversized t-shirts, with a glass of wine in your hand. He offered that to you under the pretext of ‘his treat’ because the slight guilt he felt was now gnawing him from inside.

There was an awkward silence, you fiddle with the end of your garment, his glance falls your away and he feels a sudden wave of deja vu, a sad pang stabbing his heart.

Years ago, his wife used to be sitting on this very couch, in that same position, one leg tucked under her and the other resting gently against the sofa. A glass of wine in her hand and a soft glow washing over her beauty, your beauty.

It wasn’t just today, it was all the days that led to today, the way he was with you. Never relenting, so now why the change? How did your uprightness strike him? Why did your politeness kill him inside? Simply because he saw a sliver of her in you.

“Quite the day hm?” He finally said,

“Indeed”

“Listen, I know Megumi ca-“

“Megumi is an absolute sweetheart” you shrug

“He is? He is” Toji replied hastily after seeing the shocked expression on your face, mentally amused that his words got to you.

"Thank you for today though" he murmured, not directly looking at you.

"Double overtime, boss" you say softly with a chuckle, which makes Toji down the contents of his glass rapidly, "Lets' keep the office talk for the office, so here, call me Toji" he reaches for the bottle with a laugh.

Slowly, the alcohol began washing away the covers and masks that guarded your true selves from each other. The sips of wine making its way through your systems, leaving its traces on the words you spoke, and now, to you Toji stood in a completely different light.

"I'm sorry, for wanting to grumble about my boss" you swirl the remaining wine in your glass with a quirked brow, he smirks, "Say, this boss of yours sounds real fun, no?"

"Ah, like you said lets keep the office talk for office, Toji" you stretch the sound of his name, making his cheeks heat, the way you said his name sounded like music to his ears.

He had invariably, found himself drawing closer to your figure. The night slipping away under the soft snide remarks you both threw at each other. Whispers of taunts, turned to a moment of silence, when he hand brushed yours, alas, the wine wiped away the last glimpses of sanity.

He wasn't thinking, he was simply acting, arms pulling you under him.

Kissing you with absolute need, lust, and that awful longing for you. His eyes shut savouring the way your fingers ran through his hair, how perfectly you fit in his arms, as if you were destined to be here. Breaking apart you both stare blankly before he's speaking,

"I've always wanted to do that"

You look at him, astonished, knowing what you did was wrong. No words come out of your mouth, replaying every second in your head. The feels of his lips against yours, the warmth of his hands, how gentle, yet needy his touch was. It felt euphoric. And it terrified you. Terrified him as well, but instead of stopping he was bringing you closer, whispering for you to stay, saying he's sorry, and you're accepting it. Drinking down every word, every careless whisper, every stray kiss.

Next morning, you find yourself still in his arms, night last was a blur but the emotions had wrecked every last inch of self control in you. You feel a lump in your throat, everything was messed up now wasn't it? He would stir awake, say last night was a mistake, it was the alcohol. There was nothing you could say, or do.

You manage to move away from the couch, when a hand grasps yours "Where do you think you're going, beautiful?" he mumbles, panicking you turn around with a doubtful expression.

"I-"

"Do you want to leave?" he asked sitting up, running a hand through his hair, green eyes leering at you. You stare at the ground, shame and dread washing over you, he was going to throw you out, yep, you expected the worst.

"I know, I sure don't want you to"

You snap up to look at him, he was smiling, heart pounding in your chest.

"You...you really do? I assumed you wouldn't reme-"

"I wasn't lying when I said I've always to do this. Y/n, I know my behaviour with you hasn't been the best, I did it for my own selfish reasons" He stands up and holds your hands firmly,

"I've always had my eyes on you, and now that you're here I don't want to let go, we can work this out, can't we?"

You smile, "We need to talk this through, properly 'kay? When we're sober and a little more awake" your hands rest on his chest.

That doesn't stop him from putting an arm around you, cupping your face, tracing your jaw with his thumb, and bringing you in for another kiss, and you let him.

#toji fic #jjk toji #toji x you #jujutsu toji #jujutsu kaisen toji #toji fushiguro #toji x y/n #toji scenarios #toji drabbles #toji fluff

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pastelpatchh · 2 years

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Commitment

Character: Kento Nanami

Anime: Jujutsu Kaisen

Pairings: Nanami x Reader

Word count: 1.4k+

Genre: Fluff, smut (MINORS DNI)

Warnings: NSFW, 18+ content, consensual, breeding kink, creampie, praising, missionary, dom!Nanami, hinting at pregnancy, fingering, cum play? Irdk-

Pov: What being in an arranged marriage with Nanami is like.

a/n: In my culture, arranged marriages were commonly observed in families (and I might end up in one too cuz my love life is a joke atp haha *sobs*).

If you were wondering, arranged marriages basically means your parents find you marriage proposals, and so I happened to randomly wonder what it’d be like if Nanami was your proposal? (And what it’d be like marrying a total stranger as hot as Nanami like damn-) Read on to find out :)

Idk if you can tell but I’m down bad for Husband!Nanami

Another Husband!Nanami fan fic by me: Husband

Likes and reblogs are appreciated!

SFW

He’s caring

Nanami as a person? Well, after speaking to him for the first time you find him to be quite approachable, so as a spouse he is quite caring.

He cooks and does chores because to him, even doing the bare minimum is of utmost importance. He helps around the house and definitely understands when your too tired from work.

“Ken?” You slowly arise from your slumber, you’re in your bedroom. You remember being in the car, and then you happened to doze off. Nanami had picked you up from work, he picke-

“Ken? Wh-“

“I’m here, I’m here” he’s right next to you, quickly turning on his side after hearing your voice,

“I didn’t mean to wake you, I thought you were in the living ro-“ a yawn passes your lips,

“It’s alright, go back to sleep Y/n”

“Did you have dinner? There was pasta in the fridge-”

“Yes honey, now” he places a hand on your head,

“Go back to sleep, you’re tired”

Another yawn and you snuggle next to him,

“Goodnight my love” he murmurs against your forehead,

Sleep sinks into your body, making you drift off almost instantly or so he thought. His heart clenches when he feels your fingers intertwine with his.

He focuses on the details:

Nanami seems to have a keen eye on the most unnoticeable and trivial things which do in fact, brighten your mood, it could be something simple but he manages to make the most nonchalant things special.

“Ah Ken, look at the moon” you said one evening when they two of you took a walk outside after dinner.

You pull out your phone trying, to capture the moon in your phone, adjusting the brightness, zooming in a little until you had the perfect click.

“The moon is beautiful, isn’t it?“ your head was titled to look up at the sky, a smile on your lips and your eyes seemed serene.

“Beautiful indeed” was his reply.

He wasn’t looking at the moon, he was looking at you.

That weekend, you and him both were overburdened with tons of work, the two of you spend the whole Saturday answering emails and rubbing your eyes.

Coffee flowed through your systems like a waterfall and it felt like more work flooded in every time you thought you got something done.

Nanami noticed the growing shadow on your brows, why? The simple reason being tomorrow was your birthday. As you grew, your birthday became a day that just passed, except you grew older, and you that just meant more responsibilities, more duties, more everything.

Your husband knew what your thoughts were like concerning your birthday. You celebrated it with a few close friends and that’s about it.

So he had something slightly different in mind.

It was nearly midnight, when you felt a tap on your forehead,

“Hm?“ you said without looking up,

“I’ve got something to show you”

“Really?”

“Yes, put on your coat”

“I’ve got so much to comp-“

“I know, I know” he held your arm, gently closed your laptop and shrugged a coat over your shoulders.

“Where are we going? It’s so late”

He was silent, all the way from the car until you were on the highway. He didn’t answer a single question, and you were definitely piqued, all he did say was, “we’re almost there” or “you’ll see”.

You both finally arrive at this parking lot, situated atop a hill, he was reversing into a slot and your gaze happens to land on your husband.

It was often a matter of awe, as to how he made reversing a car look so attractive. The car came equipped with a camera and sensor but he still preferred to do it the the old fashioned way.

All because it drew your attention.

“Eyes in front honey”

You’re a little embarrassed at that statement,

“I wasn’t stari-“ your sentence is cut short when you realise what was taking place in front of you.

“Wait…is this for real?“ you’re stepping out of the vehicle,

The sky was dark, the wisps of clouds slowly cleared away like mist, revealing the moon.

It wasn’t an ordinary sight however, the moon had a red tinge, and a pale crimson light surrounded it.

“Happy birthday Y/n” he gives your hand a squeeze, when you turn to face him, he hands you a box,

“You didn’t have to” your voice almost a whisper,

“Of course I did” he smiles and takes out a necklace, it had a moon locket which had a faint glow in the darkness.

The moon clicked open, so you could store pictures in it.

He helps you wear the necklace, and the surprise doesn’t end here. Opening the boot of the car, he’s made a small makeshift bed with blankets and pillows, all so you could watch the moon.

And he could embrace another moment with you.

He likes to take naps with his head on your lap

It was a pleasant Sunday afternoon, sunlight hidden behind the curtains and a glow radiated off the living room walls. Kento was reading a book, when he felt his eyes droop, a rare occurrence really.

He rubbed his eye, and a sight left his lips.

“Sleepy?” You ask, you knew, that look dry and weary look in his eyes meant he was close to falling asleep.

He nodded slightly,

“C’mere” you switch off the television, and remove the pillow off your lap. He willingly approached your side, and laid down, head in your lap.

You run your fingers through his golden hair, he adjusts himself and lets out a soft groan.

He absolutely loved it when you would let him rest his head in your lap, not like you ever denied.

NSFW (MINORS DNI)

He’s a gentleman

Your first time, was with Nanami. Of course, you knew that there might come a point in time where the two of you would get intimate.

Before marriage, you both never got much time to discuss about this, let alone do anything. After all, you two were essentially strangers.

At first it didn’t really bother you, but when the family members began asking you about children, Nanami too, seemed a little on edge.

So, the two of you discussed how this was supposed to happen. This discussion was cut short because well- something prompted you to leave your inhibitions behind and before you knew it his hands were in your hair.

In the beginning, you were conscious about your appearance naked. Kento was always supportive, and allowed you to take your time. Truth be told he too was a little jittery, he was afraid of perhaps being rough or accidentally hurting you.

His lips places kisses on your neck, trailing down, to your belly, his hands working your pants off your legs.

Your hands invariably reach out to cover your exposed skin, his gaze snapped up.

“Tell me if you want to stop, hm?” He said, squeezing your hand,

“It’s fine..”

“So, can I remove these?” He grabs your hands, slowly moving them aside when you nod.

It was awkward at first, him feeling your your nails digging into his back, you feeling his breath fanning against the shell of you ear.

A hiss escapes your lips when he bottoms out, a groan muffled in his throat, the grip he had on your waist grows.

“Can I start moving?“ he asks, giving you time to adjust.

He began with a slow pace, a steady one, until you felt him brush against that one spot. You jaw snapped open and you pull him closer,

“Right here?“ he asks, his voice a whisper when he feels your hips buck.

“Yes, ye-“ you’re unable to say more when his pace increases a notch.

You found your rhythm with him, your legs wrapping around his waist.

He whispers praises into your ear, pressing kisses onto your shoulder.

It was purse bliss, the two of you in sync like a perfect harmony. Skin on skin, love laced behind desire driving you both towards one goal, hand roaming each others body, exploring a feeling left you arching your back.

He admired your expressions, the soft moans and the gasps that drifted past your lips. You had him in a vice grip, you were perfect, you drove him insane, you made him feel like the luckiest man on earth. You were his absolute everything, his eyes squeeze shut, and he feels his heart clench.

A low guttural groan, and you both finish together. Panting, he stays in the same position, your cheeks burn when you feel him pull out, and the result of your actions, seeping out of you, trickling onto the sheets, and he watches the way you clench around nothing.

The idea of him putting a baby in you, made his breath hitch. His fingers travel up your thigh, tracing your inner thigh before stuffing you up so nothing escapes.

He helps you clean up, wraps sheets around you and apologises if he hurt you, which he didn’t.

Your mind was a little blurry,“It was perfect” you say, looking at the way the moonlight made his features glow,

“I’m glad” he kissed your forehead,

“Well, I’m glad too, and a little sore” you grin sheepishly, he grimaces but he smiles too, after talking a little more you both fall asleep, resting in the comfort of each other.

#nanami x y/n #nanami fluff #nanami x you #jjk nanami #jujutsu nanami #nanami imagine #nanami kento #nanami smut #jjk smut

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pastelpatchh · 2 years

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Eyes on you

Character: Toji

Anime: Jujutsu Kaisen

Word count: 1.072k

Genre: angst?

warning: Suggestive content

Pov: Your new boss has different priorities, now that you’ve joined.

Part TWO

a.n: Likes and reblogs are appreciated <3

Your gaze lands on your desk for the millionth time that morning, you drum your fingers against the wood repeatedly, bobbing your leg as much as your tight pencil skirt would allow.

It was already a busy morning, the lady who showed you where you would be working was already juggling what seemed like at least three phone calls right from when she met your acquaintance.

Not too many minutes away, your boss would arrive. You heard he was not in the slightest way an easy person to get along with, and honestly you didn't expect any less from the CEO of the Zenin conglomerate.

You happened to land the job of being his secretary.

Today was the first day on the job, and no amounts of coffee and breathing exercises reduced your nerves. All you could hope for was courteous exchange with your boss and gain a basic understanding of what you were expected to d-

"Sir, the financial rep-"

"Good morning sir, Mai-san sent me the list of poten-"

"Sorry to-"

Something that looked like a hoard of men and women swarmed him as soon as he stepped foot on this floor, all you could hear was papers and quick footsteps as he made his way to his office. 'Sir this' and 'Sir that' floated through the air echoing off the walls as they, or rather, he drew nearer.

Unsure of what to expect you get ready to stand, and greet your boss. He seemed to be unfazed by all the people buzzing around him, his green eyes fell on you, his gaze making you clench your jaw, yep, he was definitely not friendly.

"Leave it with my secretary" was his answer, he pushed open the door of his office,

"You, in my office in five" he glanced once again at you.

“Yes sir”

And that was your only introduction of Toji.

The group of employees surrounding him, snap their attention towards you. You couldn’t count until three when they bombarded you with everything they needed to report to your boss.

"Don't forget, Mai-san specifically said these are to be reviewed before the meeting at one, thank you!" A lady with blonde hair called out to you after thumping files on your table, after which she rushed away.

You didn't even get to say anything when another man started talking to you, “Mr.Fushigaro has been personally invited by the CEO of Ken & Co. for a formal dinner at eight p.m sharp” This man was less polite and he simply sauntered away after placing an black envelope on the desk.

You try your best to gather (and retain) all the information being poured onto your head first thing in the morning. Mildly panicking that you would not make it in five minutes to your bosses office, inspite the door of said office being adjacent to your desk.

As soon as everyone left, you make sure to store all your work in the right drawers before knocking on Tojis office.

“Come in”

You silently walk in, pressing your lips together.

“Have a seat” he beckons, and you sit yourself down on one of the black leather chairs. The room had a very black and mahogany interior, even though sunlight poured in through the tall windows, the office still seemed dark, and mildly unsettling.

“So, Y/n L/n, how has your first day been so far?” Toji inquired as he leans back in his chair, elbows on the arm rests.

“It’s been quite, fast paced” you respond

“Sir-“, you add, accidentally interjecting his next statement.

“I’m sure y-“

“Sorry si-“ again, more words tumble out of your mouth, making you mentally slap yourself. And once again, you interrupt him. You both pause, briefly.

To break the silence you think he’d throw an insult your way, and you couldn’t do anything about it, right? Wrong.

Tojis lips wore the slightest smile on them, almost like your nervousness amused him. Oh it wasn’t that alright, he was impressed that you weren’t looking anywhere but into his eyes.

He also found your answer interesting.

Looking into his jade eyes, which, if you were being honest, felt like a mistake. You could tell he was studying you, right from your posture to the expression on your face.

You were trying your hardest to not reveal even a sliver of what you were really feeling.

“There’s no need to call me sir, Toji works just fine” he says, standing up and approaching the front of his desk. Sitting on the edge of table, mere inches away from you, he peers down, smile fading and arms crossing his chest. He exhales sharply,

“But here’s something you should remember Y/n, I hate being interrupted. Try that stunt one more time, and I’ll be quite displeased”

The smiling-I’m-judging-you-from-afar-on-my-expensive-chair Toji was far better than the man you were looking at right now.

“My apologi-” you stand up,

“I didn’t say you could leave” his tone made you curl your fists,

You sit back down and he wears a smug look,

“It’s good your obedient”

Here was your boss, trying to get under your skin on the first day of work, he wanted to see what you would look all hot and bothered.

He bet that would be the best expression on your pretty face, even better than when eventually, one rainy night he’d like to have you all to himself, gasping for air when his large frame presses you into the couch, leaving kisses which would eventually leave bruises on your soft skin.

You gather your thoughts, shutting your eyes and drawing in a deep breath you tilt your head up and pursue your lips, opening your eyes ever so slowly,

“I’m sorry to have interrupted you, Toji” was all you dared say, in a tone that nor flinched or stuttered once.

But your face held the sweetest smile, your eyes the most gorgeous light, your posture stood tall, with not the slightest shade of irritation or malice.

“Well it is your first day..” he muttered, rubbing his temples and pinching the bridge of his nose,

“You may leave now” he dismissed you, watching your figure rise and walk out.

You shut the door behind you, not before his eyes and yours meet, his emerald eyes narrowed and contemplating, your eyes bright but cloudy.

Oh how he hated, that he couldn’t read past those unfaltering eyes of yours.

How he wished to break past that gorgeous smile of yours.

Toji didn’t like it when someone played the same game as him.

But neither did you

Looking outside the windows, the street crowded with people, your face etched in his thoughts, you were going to be the death of him.

#toji zenin #jujutsu kaisen toji #toji fushiguro #jjk toji #toji x you #toji fic #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu toji

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pastelpatchh · 2 years

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Honesty

Character: Sukuna

Anime: Jujutsu Kaisen

Genre: Fluff

Pov: You’re normally cocky boyfriend gets in his feels?

“I win!” You grin, your avatar in the video game stood victorious.

“Only because I let you” Sukuna responds narrowing his eyes.

"You always say that" Your grin widens, when you notice his scowl grow. This was quite unusual of him.

“Shut up” he mumbled and tossed his controller onto the coffee table, shifting over to the extreme of his side of the couch he looks away.

Sukuna, your boyfriend, was awfully intimidating.

When someone stared at you, be rest assured Sukuna was glaring back with the most empty look in his eyes.

When he was angry, the whole atmosphere in your shared apartment was grim, like a cloud loomed over it. He said things which made your eyes tear up sometimes, but he would do everything in his power to make sure it never happened again. He apologised repeatedly and still let you slam the bedroom door on his face. He’d try to coax you to forgive him, and it did hurt him when you’d back away from his arms.

But Sukuna knew he deserved it.

And when you finally did forgive him, he’d hold you close, and secretly thank the stars someone opened their heart to him.

Sukuna was protective of you. Leaving for work? Call him when you reach. Hanging out with friends? He’ll pick you up.

His love language? Teasing and taunting you. Literally that.

So this change in his demeanour was welcoming and surprising. This man was cocky and arrogant, and with you he tried his best to tone that side of him down.

He was everything, but sulky. If things didn’t go his way, he would get what he wanted, even if it was risky.

You scoot over to his side, he turns further away,

“Look at me”

“No”

“Aw c’mone” you run your fingers through his hair,

“Fine, but I’m still mad at you” he turns reluctantly and you hold his face in your hands. Your fingers graze his temples, and your eyes admire the tattoos etched onto his forehead and jawline.

“Are you seriously sulking over a video game?”

“…no”

“Then what is it?”

He locked eyes with you for a quick second, taking in the prettiness in them. The way they softened when you look at him, the silent way they observe everything, he loved it.

“You know, you’ve been acting a little different these days” your voice pipes down, contradicting your mood from before.

“It’s like, you’re…you’re…” hesitation cuts your words short. You missed him these days, your boyfriend had changed. He grew much quieter and his demeanour was softer around you, not that you weren’t appreciating of it…but it’s almost like he was growing away because of change.

He stayed silent, gaze shifting to the floor.

You sigh, drawing away from him, the warmth of your body left his, making him quickly fumble to say something.

“I’ve been meaning to tell you something” he blurts out,

“Hm?”

“You’re right, I have been acting, differently. It’s only because I…”

“I?”

“I didn’t mean to push you away, I just happen to not want to act the way I do, around you” he said quickly, as it it were a matter of fact.

He looked at the expression on your face, your eyes were tearing up,

“I-I don’t mean it in a bad way-It’s just-“

Oh no, your hand was was covering your partially opened mouth,

“I love you-“ he finally spat it out.

Grabbing your hands, he holds them, expecting you to probably pull them away from him.

Instead you lean forward resting your forehead against his, you sigh,

“I..love you too” you murmur staring at your smaller hands in his larger ones.

His hand swipes up to wipe away your tears,

“I’m glad you finally said something” you remark, gently butting your head against his.

The two of you stay like this for a few more minutes, basking in the afterglow of this special moment, “I know, I’m not the best at this,” his voice low, “But your a dummy to think I want to hurt you” his fingers brush against your cheek.

“I know, I know” you whisper against his lips as he lifts your face up, his kiss was soft but then it soon dissipated into desperation, and apology.

You melt into his touch, with a fluttery heart.

So, you were worried for nothing. He just acts differently when wholeheartedly in love.

#sukuna #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu sukuna #jjk ryomen #sukuna x reader #ryomen sukuna #sukuna x y/n #jujutsu kaisen x reader

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pastelpatchh · 2 years

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Husband

Character: Nanami Kento

Anime: Jujutsu Kaisen

Genre: Fluff

Pov: Your little family with Kento Nanami

The blankets were warm and you felt so cozy, the curtains were shut and the sounds of birds chirping outside faintly drifted into your ears. You turn slightly only to be startled by a firm hand wrapping around your waist.

"Good Morning" Nanami mumbles, not allowing you to budge,

"Good morning" you reply and try to nuzzle your way towards him, when out of absolutely no where, the bedroom door was flung open and two pink haired kids ran up to the bed.

Your mind quickly panics, pulling the sheets over your shoulders you allow your twins to clamber up.

"Good Morning brats" you smile, ruffling their hair, and Yuji and Sukuna show you toothy grins before pestering their father to wake up. After exchanging good mornings with him the two kids poke fun at each other before starting a wrestling match. Nanami sits up, noticing how you were still hiding under the sheets, and how his sons were creating chaos.

"Ryo, stop- Yuji don’t -okay who wants pancakes for breakfast?" He smiles, food always made the kids stop whatever they were doing.

"ME!" Yuji shrieks

"ME FIRST!" Sukuna yells even louder,

Chuckling, their father grabs them up and kisses their forehead, he sets them down,

“First one to at the dining table gets more maple syr-“

The kids bolted out of there faster than light, almost tripping over one another.

"Be careful boys" you sigh and close your eyes, you feel Nanami rest himself on top of you, his head on your bare chest and his fingers trace your sides.

"We should take the kids to the park today" you say running your fingers through his hair, it was Sunday. A day where the two of you were not replying to emails and grumbling about your bosses. A day when you two could actually breath for once. You spent every Sunday doing something with the kids, but you wished you had more time with Nanami alone.

"Of course"

"And then we can watch movies together, or visit the Fushiguros, or maybe-" you were about to continue when he cut you off,

"Or maybe we can spend the day together, just you and me, yeah? We can leave the kids with Gojo and do whatever you want to" He lifts his head up, smiling.

"I love the sound of that" You grin.

He pulls you out of bed.

After a shower you and Nanami head to the park with the kids. The sun shone above and the sky was crystal clear.

Back home, Nanami made breakfast, and you all sit down and dine as a family.

(A little bonus) :

Later that day, Nanami and you visited all the places you would go to when you both were still only dating. It was your little way of reminiscing the days when life was a little less stressful.

#jjk anime #jjk fanfic #jjk fluff #jjk x y/n #jjk nanami #nanami fluff #nanami x y/n #nanami kento #nanami imagine #nanami x you #jujutsu nanami #jujutsu kaisen

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pastelpatchh · 2 years

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Masterlist

About

Updated List of Completed Fanfictions:

Attack On Titan

Oneshots

Levi: Sour (fluff/ a little angst)

Armin: Golden (fluff)

Jujutsu Kaisen

Oneshots:

Nanami: Husband (fluff)

Nanami: Commitment (fluff,smut)

Sukuna : Honesty (fluff)

Gojo: Without me (fluff)

Fanfics:

Toji: Eyes on you Pt.1

Toji: Eyes on you Pt.2

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pastelpatchh · 2 years

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Welcome to Pastelpatch!

Hi there, Audy here <3

She/her

Masterlist

A few things about this blog :

Anime fanfictions

Characters will not be aged up (so no underage characters for nsfw writings)

Requests are open

I write angst, fluff and the occasional nsfw (minors DNI)

Most writings do not include manga spoilers, but if there are any it shall be mentioned

Happy reading <3

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pastelpatchh · 2 years

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Sour

Character: Levi

Anime: Attack On Titan;

Genre: Fluff

Pov: You just had a fight with Levi :0

Your face had a distressed expression as your husband glared at you,

"I kept it in place" you narrowed your eyes,

"Then why is this here?" He picked up the little picture frame placed on the table,

"It is just one photo Levi, put it back yourself"

"But the mantel is dirty-" he swiped his fingers against it, it wasn't dusty but according to him it somehow was,

"I just cleaned it"

"Clean it again"

"No, I scrubbed the entire house clean I'm exhausted"

It was sometimes tiring having a husband who tried to always one up you when it came to cleanliness, you weren't unhygienic or messy but somehow he always found something or the other to hold against you.

"You can't do one thing right"

"Listen, I know your job isn't fun but mine isn't either"

"At least do it to the best of your abili-"

"I tried, it's not easy running a home alone, you wouldn't understand"

"I wouldn't understand? How can you say that? All I ask is you don't put more pressure on me" He fumed,

"Oh sorry I'm not Humanities strongest so my life is much easier, there's no pressure on my shoulders, going outside the walls is wonderful" you scoff,

"When did you get so annoying?"

"A little appreciation would be nice" you sneered,

"Only if you deserve it" he spat, eyes suddenly widening when he realised he crossed a line.

You walk out slamming the door before he could say anything more, the night air hitting your face.

You walk into the busy streets, tomorrow was your turn to head out of the walls, much to Levis disagreement you coerced him to work separate shifts, he had insisted to stay by your side but you didn't want be present as a distraction when he was working.

You didn't bother looking back, unknowingly walking down the most eerie parts of town, when someone held your hand. A tall man with a disgusting smile, eyeing your body,

"Boys, look here" he whispered and two more men emerged from the darkness, you realised how much of trouble you were in,

"Let go" you say,

"How about no?" One man smirked, you lean forward and he grins, he leaned forward too but didn't notice you picking up the bottles of alcohol lying there by the side of the road.

Smashing the glass containers against his head, you use the broken glass to stab the man holding your hand and proceed to stab his foot as well, making sure he can't chase after you.

The other two bolt after you as you dash your way back to where you came from, eyes frantically searching for a proper source of light, when someone harshly yanks you back, the stench of their bodies was nauseating.

"You weren't smart enough" he sneers, you slam your head back into this mans face and using a glass piece left with you, you strike his face.

The other man launches after you, catching you and his large hands were gripping you tight,

"Stop squirming" he growls as he tries pinning you down, you hiss in pain and scream to alert anyone,

Just as he tried to do more he's sent flying back, you were breathing heavy as the man was slowly getting of the ground, another kick the man was buckling to the floor. His attacker yanked his hair up and whispered something to him, making the other scramble away.

"T-thank you" you mumble, when this person crouched down, rough hands pick you up and cradle you, his voice of apology instantly filling your head with relief,

"Levi? Oh thank god-" you say holding onto him,

"Y/n, no matter what..don't walk out like that again" he kisses your forehead,

"I won't"

"Promise?"

"I promise"

The two of you head back home and Levi makes sure to check your injuries, telling you countless times to never do such a thing again and how he was very sorry for his words. You apologise as well, realising that he too had a lot on his mind.

You reminisce the old times, you spent most of your childhood underground and happened to become Levis friend, but soon your father was able to provide your family a life where the sun shone everyday.

You would return once in a while to meet Levi but soon drifted apart, it was by a pure coincidence that you both happened to join the Survey Corps.

From there on, the two of you rekindled whatever friendship you'd left behind and after quite sometime he was on one knee and asking you to be his wife.

"What did you tell that man?" Your eyebrows furrow, leaning your bare back into Levis chest as you two sat in the bath tub. He kisses the back of your shoulder and chuckles,

"I told him I'd kill him if I ever saw his face again"

"Are you sure you didn't just say you're Captain Levi?" You tease and laugh a little, making him wrap his arms around your waist,

"Caught me" he sighed,

"Wait you didn't actually say that did you?" Your eyes wide with surprise and he turns you around, bringing you closer to him.

He cups your face,

"It worked didn't it?" he smiles,

Your eyes lit up, seeing Levi smile was breath taking because he barely smiled, in spite of you insisting every time, he leaned forward and kissed your lips softly, claiming you as his.

You nuzzle into his neck and he picks you up, placing you on his lap and you enjoy the comfortable silence in the warm water and the little kisses he'd place on your body.

"Also, how'd you find me" you asked suddenly,

"I ran after you-but you were sneaky, still haven't lost your habits of the underground have we?" he grumbled,

"They're handy sometimes" you laugh,

"Sure, sure...I'm still not letting you off the hook for running away like that" he says silently but smiling against your skin,

"Fine captain, whatever" you chuckled and the two of you spend the evening cosily.

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