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the-witch-of-one-piece · 4 months

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Hatori Sohma x F! Reader: I always have 18+ WC:3.9k / Resident: @enchantedforest-network / Masterlist(coming soon)/ Synopsis: The words 'I love you' never came out until it was too late. Seeing the man you grew up with was planning to wed his new girlfriend. You couldn't come to terms with it. Always hearing from friends he does love you, you begin to doubt it, till you talk to him. You didn't want to come between him and his new love and decide to leave. Coming back after a few years it was just you and Hatori at Shigure's home. The discussion that was long overdue for many years finally happens and it comes full of surprises. Tw: Angst in the beginning, oral sex (receiving), fingering, vaginal penetration, making out, a curse being broken for Hatori, comfort, and sex in someone else house, discussing Hatori's injuries. *MINORS DNI 18+*

It’s been a while since you were faced with him. Hatori wearing his nice suit the cigarette he was exhaling from before he looked over at you.. ‘He hasn’t changed a bit’ you said to yourself as you both faced one another.

-Past-

Your mother married into the Sohma family when you were 5. You grew up knowing about the curse on the family and the members affected by it.. Growing up with Hatori, Ayame, and Shigure, they were the closest friends you had. They never made you feel out of place always including you in things they were doing. Out of the three, there was always a sense of comfort being around Hatori. Getting older it was evident that there was a connection between you both. But it would change when you left the country to pursue your own goals while Hatori attended medical school becoming the private family doctor for the Sohma’s.

It killed you to be away, but you had a goal...to do it you had to leave. You and Hatori kept in touch over the years of being over seas, but it seemed to slow down after about a few months to the point where you hadn’t heard from him. When arriving back at the estate, you found out about his engagement to Kana… Your heart broke to see the smiling woman next to Hatori when you met her. Putting on a smile in front of them, congratulating the happy couple. Maybe the feelings were one-sided all this time. Everyone was happy to see Hatori happy with someone, you had to pretend to be happy . But even when you tried to hide it was noticed by everyone your smile wasn't as sweet as it was. Ayame and Shigure knew this would be painful for you to witness.

The whole conversation played vividly in your mind when you spoke to Shigure when arriving back. “Was it all a lie?” you looked at him. You were trying to find some falseness in his eyes. “It wasn’t a lie ______, it just happened we didn’t expect Hari to fall in love with someone else when you left…I don’t think he expected it either.” Shigure watched the pain in your eyes as you were walking around the living room of your home. “This is just a thought …maybe he thought you were going to find someone out there who would make you happy, someone who can actually hold you and comfort you. things you know he couldn’t do...”

“I should have told him before I left. Why did I think waiting after so many years of being in love with him it would have taken me long to do so and now…. I can’t” Your eyes filled with tears as you quickly wiped them before they fell. “I can’t even let him know how I feel… It doesn’t matter.”

Shigure felt a bit of your pain seeing that there was always that spark between you both. To see one friend happy and another in pain he was conflicted. “I’m not saying it's too late to let him know maybe you still should. To get that closure, between you both it could help you move on.” You were contemplating Shigure's words, maybe you should… Waiting after some time till it got dark you walked towards his home. Walking down the sidewalk flashback memories of your childhood of you and Hatori displayed so vividly you thought it was real. There wasn’t one bad memory you both had. Knocking on the front door of his home you anticipated when you heard the door handle click then open to find Hatori there. “_____? It’s everything late okay?” He asked you to see if there were any injuries, if he was able to see, or if you weren’t feeling well. “Hey sorry to come so late...I’m okay.” Your tone was slightly weak paired with a small smile.

After he invited you in. You can see the photo of Kana at his side table “What brings you here?” he asked. His hands were in his pocket walking towards you he stood a few feet from you. He could see you weren’t yourself, you didn’t respond to his question originally. “What’s on your mind?” he asked.

The words could leave your mouth. This was a bad idea for you to even come here, but you were here and there was no turning back. “I just wanted to talk to you about something, I just… can’t find the right words to say what I have to say without it sounding so forward.” Hatori watched your body language as you fumbled with your fingers. “There were a lot of things I hadn’t got to say before I left... one of them is a secret, I’ve kept to myself for so long debating if I should tell you or not…” Hatori could see where this was going, a part of him was hoping you weren’t going to say what he wanted to hear from you and something he couldn’t bring himself to say as well. He was with Kana someone he was planning on marrying but the girl he fell for since the moment she entered the Shoma’s estate was here in front of him. “You don’t have to say it… I know.” His purple orbs looked at you.

“I always have… I wanted to tell you but every time I got tired, I got too nervous or it was interrupted. It was hard to be in love with your best friend without expressing it. Not wanting to ruin the friendship… if it didn’t work out. I wish…” you stopped yourself in mid-sentence. “I wish I would have told you sooner and not wait till now to say how much you really meant to me.”

Hatori let out a low sigh. “It goes both ways ______. Don’t blame yourself. I had opportunities like you did and didn’t take them… When you left for school, I thought you would have forgotten about me and anyone there would sweep you off your feet. Me and Kana…. it…it just happened.” “I don’t want you to think I’m here to break you both up. I’m truly happy to see you found someone who makes you happy.” As much as you hated to say that you accompanied it with a smile. “I know she will make you happy just like you will make her happy. Seeing you smile this much I hadn’t seen since we were younger.” The smile was hiding your pain, but he could see it through the smile. “_______...” there was no doubt the feelings he tried to repress came to the surface quickly. He wanted nothing more than to bring you in his arms but the curse upon him wouldn’t let him do so. “I’m sorry.” He has a bit of resentment in his tone.

“Don’t apologize if you truly love her then marry her… I’m happy I really am.” You were trying to hold back the tears. “I-I think I should get going, I have to be leaving soon…” “leaving?” He saw you walking past him towards the door before you could reach the door, he grabbed your hand. “You're leaving, but you just got back?” “I was offered a permanent position where I was working. I was deciding if I should take it or not. I think it's time for me to move on.”

Hatori stopped himself from saying ‘don’t go’ then Kana’s face appeared in his mind. His hand released yours “If that is what you choose to do. I’m wishing you all the luck…” You nodded, still fighting the tears back. You could see the ache he was feeling as well. Your hand reached for his cheek, his eyes closed as your soft hand was gentle against his face. Even though this was goodbye for you both you had to say it to him “I will always love you.” His hand was resting against yours. “I wish things were different. I would have told you I loved you a long time ago.”

When you blinked the tears fell from your eyes. You had to get away, you couldn’t break down in front of him. You had to remove her hands from his cheek before quickly leaving his home. The more you tried to keep it together you were silent weeping to your home. You couldn’t even hear Shigure and Ayame calling out to you. That night you packed and called for the earliest flight.

“I told you nothing happened.” you walked past Shigure and Ayame who were trying to figure out what was going on. “Obviously something happened and you're not telling us,” Ayame said as he stood in front of the door causing you to stop. Noticing your eye was a bit swollen like you were crying... “As your friend, I know when something is wrong.” “I can’t just stay here knowing the person I fell in love with is going to marry someone else okay? Is that what you wanted to hear? And things would have been different if we just told each other how we felt long ago… I’m saving myself from the pain of seeing that okay?”

“He told you then…” Shigure said “Listen, you're not thinking clearly enough, maybe just getting some rest will clear your mind before taking this job offer?” “I can’t I booked the flight and this is only one departing for the next few days.” zipping up the luggage as the taxi arrived. Placing everything in the taxi you looked at Aya and Shigure. “I’m sorry guys. I know it's sudden but I have to do this for myself…I will call you when I can.”

Hatori watched from a distance, both of you looking at one another before you got into the taxi. It would be the last time you both saw each other. The following few days, Hatori and Kana wished to be married and the same day he was injured. One thing after another losing you and losing Kana wiping her memories of what they had. He was alone, he felt like he was unlovable at one point. One's memories were erased while one remained with memories of pain.

After hearing what happened to Hatori you couldn't help but feel guilty, leaving the way you did without saying goodbye properly. It was all weighing on you. Maybe he wouldn’t have asked so quickly if you just didn't tell him at all how you felt. There were times when you wanted to call him but with the first ring, you hung up. You just wanted to hear his voice and ask him how he was doing.

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3 years would pass when you finally decided to visit. Shigure told you that he wanted to talk to you at his home. When arriving at his home no one was there but one person. Sitting on the patio in the back to find hatori smoking a cigarette. “Hatori?” you looked at him. Putting out his cigarette he stood up. “______ it's been a while.” His voice was still so smooth and calming.

“Yeah, it has been... I was supposed to be meeting Shigure here. I didn't expect to see you here.”

“Well the moron I figured he was up to something. The rest of the Sohma’s knew about your arrival today and he asked me to come here to check out something with his finger. When I got here I saw a note he had to take off but he was expecting company and asked me to stay here till they came.” Letting out a sigh you rubbed your face. This was something that Shigure would have done. For years he wanted you both to speak and you wouldn’ be surprised if Ayame had something to do with this as well..

There was a brief silence between you both as both of you looked at one another. “I think I know why we are both here.”

“I do too.” Hatori said he looked around outside thinking Ayame and Shigure and whoever else would be around. “Let's talk inside.”

Both of you entered the home as Hatori closed the door and headed to Shigure's office. “That last time we spoke I’m sorry… I felt like I was responsible for what happened to you,” “It wasn’t your fault… I don’t want you blaming yourself over something there was no control over. We didn’t expect it to happen.” Hatori said “After we talked… it was hard to get you out of my head.. I thought rushing to get married would help me forget you but it didn’t. Deep down I knew it was a bad idea but I went with it still.” Walking towards Hatori your hand reaches you to brush his bangs away from his eye. Your hand slid against his cheek. “I wish I was there to get you through that tough part. I fought with myself wondering if I should come or not, only thinking it would get worse if I came. So I stood away. I didn't want to be the reason for you getting hurt again..”

“I know _____… after the incident, I gave up on love for a while. I didn’t even try, just keeping myself busy with work. But still, you were there, always pondering in the back of my mind. Wondering if you found someone that was gonna make you happy. Shigure and Ayame would keep me updated with you and how you were doing. Seeing some photos you sent made you seemed happy.” “Hatori…” you were gathering what you were going to ask him. “Do you remember the last thing I told you?”

He nodded “I will always love you… is that still true _____?” “I never stopped.”

“The only time I was truly happy that I could remember what was being around you and it was all the time. For you to love someone like me after everything that has happened...I haven't stopped loving you since the beginning.”

The next movement that happened so quickly was when Hatori pulled you into his arms holding you closely. You were anticipating for him to turn into a seahorse but he stood the same, still holding you in his arms. “You don’t know how long I’ve been wanting to hold you in my arms.” Coming out of your state of shock you held him back. It only meant one thing that could have happened: the curse was broken. Even if Shigure stuck his nose where it shouldn’t belong he knew one thing he wanted to happen: he wanted his friends happy. Knowing how you both cared for one another deeply. Hatori could hear the sniffles coming from you. He slightly pulled away his thumb wiping away the tears “No need to cry _______. I’m here now…” his fingers tilting your head up at him he leaned in slightly softly whispering “I don’t plan on letting you go.” leaning more forward the touch of his lips against your felt so unreal words couldn’t describe how wonderful it made you feel. Hatori held you closer closing the gap between you both, his hand resting on the back of your head while the other wrapped around your waist. The built-up passion you both had been suppressing from one another was coming up to the surface and quick. It was a matter of time before you were against the padding cushions of the floor Hatori undoing his jacket placing it on the empty desk beside you both. “Ha-Hatori.”

“Yes?” bringing himself down lower to you. “Should we be doing this here? What if someone shows up?” asked him. “I don’t think they will. Shigure knew well enough…damn him. Did you want to stop?” he asked, you responded shaking your head quickly, and he let a low chuckle out. He leaned into your lips once again, this time deepening the kiss more feeling the tip of his tongue graze your bottom lip. You granted him access and he took no time as his tongue entered your mouth. He didn’t want to hold back anymore and now that it was just the beginning he was just getting started. Hatori undone the top buttons on the dress. The doctor's hands pushed the top of the dress open to expose your breasts. His hands moved to cup them gently, his thumbs brushing over hardened nipples. His lips found your neck, trailing kisses down to your collarbone.

Biting your lip enjoying his lips against your skin. Your fingers ran through his silky hair as you let out a breathy moan. Closing your eyes for that brief moment heightens the feeling of his lip on your body. Hatori made a small sound of pleasure as he felt your fingers running through his hair. "You're so beautiful," he murmured, kissing lower still.

His comment was sincere to you and caused you to blush hard. Your body is being exposed to him. Him seeing you this vulnerable was a bit embarrassing but you couldn’t bring yourself to cover up and ruin this moment between you both. "Hatori.”

"You were always the most beautiful woman I've ever seen," Hatori whispered against your skin as undone the rest of your dress, his nose brushing against your panties. Your heart was racing quickly. You made brief eye contact with him. Hatori looked up at you, your eyes meeting for a moment before he returned his attention to your panties. With gentle fingers, he slid them down your legs, revealing your soft, wet folds. He inhaled sharply, the scent of arousal filling his senses. your eyes focused on his next action eager for his next action anticipation was running through your veins.

His gaze locked onto your aroused form how wet you already become. Slowly, he lowered his head, his lips brushing against your folds teasingly before finally his tongue slid between your slits. You felt your legs trembling feeling his tongue between your folds.

"Mmm..," Hatori moaned softly as his tongue slid deep inside of you, tasting you thoroughly. He thrust his tongue inside of you, moving his lips against your folds before sliding back inside, slowly, deeper and deeper.

"oh god," you were biting back the moans but it was hard. Even if someone was around the home they were gonna hear your voice. Your back arched as your tongue explored between your aching lips the sound of him slurping at your throbbing cunt was filling the room. Hatori was savoring every moan coming from you. It was turning him on causing his member to throb inside his slacks.

Hatori groaned softly as he continued to taste you, his tongue sliding in and out of your slick heat as he explored your folds and stimulating your clit with his tongue. Your hand began to explore your own body as you began to massage your breast. "Hatori mmm you're gonna make me cum. I- I don't wanna cum just yet." whimpering at his touch.

"Really now?" a bit of taunting was on his voice, lap at your folds continuously. His fingers found their way between your legs,sliding into you."You're so tight..." his skillful hand began to pump in and out of you.

"Hatori~~~~!" you cried out.

Feeling you starting to get close, Hatori increased his pace, his fingers thrusting faster and deeper inside of you. "Cum for me, ______," he whispered against your folds, his other hand finding its way up to massage one of your breasts. The heat of your body began to increase as your body began to release the blissful sensation that was coming on strongly. The sudden shudder of your body as you climax rushed through your body. You held your breath for a brief moment as the pleasureful ambiance took over you.

"Oh, sweetheart," he slid his fingers out of you coated in your juices. your body was still trembling from your orgasm, raising his body up he finished getting undressed. Bringing himself down. Hatori's lips brushed against your ear as he whispered, "Tell me what you want,______." You felt his body against yours

"For you to claim me, Hatori." your hand cupping his cheeks, your thumbs swiping backs and fourth across his cheeks dropping his head closer to your overwhelming him as he rolled his hips forward, his hard length pressing against your entrance.

"Are you sure, love?" whispering in a soft tone.

"It's all I ever wanted. I give myself to you." With a soft smile, Hatori leaned down and captured your lips in a deep, passionate kiss. His tongue danced with yours as his hands slid down your body. The sudden movement of his cock sliding into you made you tense up just a bit as he was stretching you out. Hatori was going gentle as possible a he could feel you clenching around him. "nnnngghhh"

Feeling your tension, Hatori held onto you whispering soothing words that made you relax a bit so it didn’t hurt much. "Let me show you how much I care for you." he gave you a moment before he proceeded to thrust slowly inside of you knowing you needed to adjust to his length. You expected it to be painful considering this was the first time you had done this but when the pain began to subside the thrusting continued to pick up speed. Hatori continued to thrust slowly inside of you, feeling the tightness of your walls grip him. He moaned softly, the head of his cock brushing against your sensitive spots with each thrust...Your fingers intertwined with his and the moans were being muffled as you both locked lips with one another. Each time he pushed deeper, he felt your walls pulse around him. Hatori's body sank into yours, your legs wrapping around his waist. both your lips found one another once more. your arms draping around his neck. His tongue danced together with yours. As Hatori felt the heat between them intensify, he began to pick up the pace even more, his hips slamming into yours in a rhythmic pattern. Letting a slight yelp out. Both of you exchanged sweet words feeling the tension building within you both. "You have always been the one _______" His fingers dug gently into your hips, urging him deeper inside you. ‘This feels so good. I’m not gonna much longer. ’

" Hatori don’t stop nghhh." whimpering as he obliged by your request. Seeing you quiver as he could feel you clenching around him.

"_______" he moaned, his voice strained with pleasure. "I'm close." gritting his teeth

"m-me too” your lowered eyelid expression showed a hazy appearance in them. Seeing your pupils dilated became too intoxicating to him.

Feeling the surge of climax approaching, Hatori couldn't hold back any longer. His thrusts became harder, faster, driving deeper into you. His moans filled the room, echoing off the walls as he found release within you. His pelvis pressed against yours holding the position as his cock began to milk inside of you. His eyes didn't pry from yours not one bit. Even just after the climax, it took you both a minute to regain some form of conciseness, your hand reaching up to him as your thumb slid back and forth against his bottom lip.

Panting heavily, Hatori leaned down and pressed his forehead against yours, his breath hot against your skin. "I will always love you, ________."

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Scoping behind the bushes around his home. They were ready for love story to unfold infant of them. When Shigure and Ayame saw you and Hatori enter the home and close the door. They popped their heads out of the bush. “Aww I was expecting them to just say it all right now confessing their dying love for one another,” Ayame spoke in his theatrical tone.

“Well maybe I would have liked to hear what they had to say to one another, possibly give me ideas for another book I’m doing” Shigure scratched the back of his head. Few minutes of silence they couldn’t hear anything. “Let's get a bit closer and see if we hear them talking.”

As both the men approached the back patio was when they heard something that froze them in their place. You call out Hatori’s name. Doing a quick turn they walked away from the patio. “Are they?” Ayame asked

“Oh yeah.. In my house….” he cleared his throat “Well I guess we can call it the love shack!”

Both he and Ayame gave each other a thumbs up.

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yourlocaltrashpandaa · 1 year

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“I Fucked Up.”

hatori & shigure soma x fem!reader

oneshot

request: yes/no: by someone on wattpad

CW: it’s a bit suggestive so be mindful of that

A/n: this oneshot was part of a collection I had titled Smile! wanted to post it here because I can and feel like it would be more appreciated here. Lol

Word Count: 391w

Not proofread

"Hatori! I fucked up!" Hatori sighed as he heard Y/n scamper into his office.

"What happened this time, Y/n?" Hatori asked the young woman. "And I thought you were with Shigure today?" Hatori raised an eyebrow.

Y/n whined. "I was, I was. But like I said I fucked up and said something stupid and Shigure teased me and took it too far." She said.

"And what on earth did you say?" Hatori asked.

Y/n flinched at his question. "You don't wanna know trust me, you'll get mad at Shigure and then me." You muttered.

"I won't. Just... just tell me, y/n." Hatori said softly.

"Fine, promise you won't get mad? Y/n asked for clarification from Hatori.

Hatori nodded at as she took a deep breath as said. "I jokingly asked Shigure if we could have a baby and teased me saying "oh, do you want to do it right now?" like the smug bastard he is. I know he was joking but he... took it to far..." Y/n trailed as she noticed the tick mark on Hatori's forehead.

"I told you'd get mad." You mumbled out.

"I can't believe I have to share a woman with him." Hatori grumbled out.

"You guys agreed to that! You can't back out now, I agreed too." You said.

"Sometimes I regret I did..." He trailed.

You frowned, sulking a bit. Hatori noticed this looking your way. He sighed getting up from his office chair.

Hatori grabbed your chin between his fingers and tilted your face up to look at him.

"Listen, Y/n, very carefully," He started as you nodded. "I love you and I don't regret ever meeting you but agreeing to share you with Shigure is something I'd never thought I'd do." He said.

You chuckled. "That's because you love me! And I love you too, Tori!" You exclaimed.

Hatori kissed you and backed you up to the wall, pinning you there.

"Let's get back at him," Hatori whispered lowly in your ear once he pulled away from the kiss. "Let's have a baby." His voice was hot and husky as he whispered to you.

Your face was turning fifty shades of crimson until Hatori looked back at you with satisfied smirk on his face.

"Okay." You said softly pulling him into a heated kiss.

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yukisprincesswifey · 10 days

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nicknames | fruits basket men hc

summary. pet names that the men of fruits basket prefer to call you.

for the longest time yuki preferred to call you by your first name, believing the notion to be more intimate. but as your relationship progressed, he found himself calling out to you as my love.

kyo is definitely against the idea of giving you a nickname. it’s a combination of his self loathing and insecurity that make him fear being ridiculed or shut down in any way so he doesn’t even try to give you one. if you’re lucky, one day when he’s finally gotten comfortable enough, you’ll be lucky to hear a soft ‘baby’ escape his lips.

with a deep, raspy tone, hatsuharu loves to address you as sweetness. he always says it with an undeniable confidence that makes your head spin earning complete satisfaction from the both of you.

from the moment you meet shigure he nicknames you darling, which atones to the domineering part of his personality. often opting to reference you as ‘my darling’ which drips with a honey-like sweetness, he loves to cradle your face seeing as these two actions compliment one another.

similar to haru, hatori loves to call you sweetheart. surely with a much more innocent intent, tori gifts you this name to embody the light and joy that you’ve brought into his life.

with all the lovey dovey nicknames that ayame loves to call hatori and shigure, you’re bound to get a couple repeats yourself. my love and my darling are two of his favorites to call you, though his personalized nickname for you is ‘beautiful’ which he tends to address you by without a second thought.

as momiji is pretty new to romance, he’d take his sweet time finding a nickname that sounds pretty and compliments your personality well. eventually, he’d land on honey, alluding to your charming personality and your beautiful looks.

ps. i write all characters aged up 18+!

#yuki sohma #yuki sohma x reader #kyo sohma #kyo sohma x reader #hatsuharu sohma #hatsuharu x reader #shigure sohma #shigure x reader #hatori sohma #hatori x reader #ayame sohma #ayame x reader #momiji sohma #momiji x reader #fruits basket #fruits basket x reader

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kaiisers · 1 year

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OTHERS ꒰ mix ꒱

꒰ buddy daddies ⸱ fairy tail ⸱ free! ⸱ fruits basket ⸱ kuroko no basket (soon!) ⸱ spyxfamily ⸱ trigun stampede ꒱

none of the following works belong to me. credits to rightful authors. contains mature content, aimed for +18 audiences. reader discretion is advised. most of these works are f! or afab! reader. ALSO! minors + blank + ageless blogs will be blocked.

⿻ last updated: may. 01, ‘23

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cw. Natsu Dragneel x f!reader, SFW, fluff, suggestive behaviour, cute adorable interactions, knight AU, Natsu is simply delicious, first kiss, mentions of arranged marriages

period pains.

cw. 18+ there's no smut but it is suggestive, tw for periods, sickness, and medical issues

pride.

cw. boxer!natsu x gn!reader, modern au, sfw

general nsfw headcanons. ──── 716

cw. afab gn reader, overstimulation

𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄!

𖨂 ⸱ ꕤ ⸱ MATSUOKA RIN

all his. ──── 679

cw. fem!reader. dark content, pseudo incest, face riding, oral (f. receiving), veeeery slight edging

sweatshirt. ──── 0.9k

cw. gn reader, fluff, reader is implied to be smaller than rin

untitled.

cw. sub!afab!reader x rin matsuoka / biting + marking / dry humping / he calls u “baby”

𖨂 ⸱ ꕤ ⸱ TACHIBANA MAKOTO

cuter.

cw. breeding

𝐅𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐒 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐄𝐓

𖨂 ⸱ ꕤ ⸱ SŌMA HATORI

heart-thumping, car-bumping. ──── 1.5k

cw. fem!reader smut, hatori picks you up from work and you can’t stop staring at him in the car, he pulls over in an abandoned parking lot and you guys fuck. hatori calls you baby. short and sweet. safe sex w condom

𝐒𝐏𝐘𝐗𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘

𖨂 ⸱ ꕤ ⸱ LOID FORGER

license to kill. ──── 4.3k

hired by an anonymous to kill a CEO, the job becomes more complicated than expected when your target turns out to be a tough-skinned man who may also be hiding a secret that could compromise your mission

cw. undercover spy!loid forger x assassin f!reader. action, romance, smut. oral, body worship, creampie, mating press, office sex, praise, pet names (princess, angel), gun play, fingering

𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐃𝐄

bounty. ── vash & nicholas ── 1.4k

cw. vash/f!reader/wolfwood (trigun stampede) 1.4k, poly!au, wild west!au even tho it's hard to tell in a fic this short lol, bounty hunters, this is an equilateral triangle of a relationship, fluff but suggestive, wolfwood calls reader 'kid' as a petname

bliss. ── vash & Nicholas ── 3k

cw. poly!au, wild west!au, bounty hunters, smut, oral (f!receiving), fingering, masturbation (m), cum eating, finger sucking, wolfwood calls reader 'kid' as a petname, there will be a part 3 where nico gets his moment i promise!

thoughts. ──── vash, nicholas

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ just some thots about the trigun boys enjoy <333

cw. gender neutral! reader, mentions of sm*king, praise, oral, I think I forgot smth but we die like men ig

𖨂 ⸱ ꕤ ⸱ VASH THE STAMPEDE

first. ──── 2.1k

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ vash has never fallen in love—not before you, that is.

cw. mutual pining, slightly jealous vash (of nicholas), confessions, fluff

bittersweet. ──── 7k

cw. heavy on the wild wild west core here, light angst, smut, fingering, needy vanilla sex, domesticity, mentions of alcohol/alcoholism, boot-throwing related violence. 18+ NSFW MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT

this is wrong, right?

cw. male masturbation (vash), imagined sex?? (basically vash gets off thinking about reader), reader has tits and a vagina, voyerism (kinda)

scars. ──── 0.7k

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ you wonder how vash smiles so easily with all his scars, and he shows you

cw. fluff, mentions of scars

vash is sweet.

cw. n/sfw, mdni, bf!vash x afab!reader, oral (afab!receiving), marking

𖨂 ⸱ ꕤ ⸱ NICHOLAS WOLFWOOD

flustering wolfwood.

𖨂 ⸱ ꕤ ⸱ MILLION KNIVES ⸱ NAI

human.

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ nai can’t bring himself to hate you—until you almost make him feel human, that is.

cw. gn! reader, slightly suggestive but also not rly, fluff if you squint but also idk if it’s rly fluff, kissing and all that good stuff lolz

#⨳ 𓏲˖ 📓 ˖ ࣪ recs archive ָ࣪ 𓏲⋆.#🖇️ ˑ ִ ֗ other !#🖇️ ˑ ִ ֗ buddy daddies !#🖇️ ˑ ִ ֗ free !#🖇️ ˑ ִ ֗ spyxfamily !#🖇️ ˑ ִ ֗ trigun !#sxf x reader #loid forger #sxf loid #loid x reader #free! x reader #rin x reader #matsuoka rin #fruits basket #hatori sohma #hatori x reader

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sanemisfleshlight · 2 years

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Time for your check up

kinktober day nineteen

Hatori Sohma x reader

warning: work sex, suducing, peer pressure??, fingering, penetration?

a/n: sorry for not finishing completly, i've lost motivation for this fic and im going through a writers block.

You were lead into the exam room by Dr. Sohma. You hop onto the exam table, crossing your legs in a flirty matter. Dr. Sohma ignores it, and focuses on the matter of hand. And turns his back to you to pull up your chart on the computer. You start to unbutton your stylish trench coat, and put yourself in an suggestive pose. He turns around looking down to his clipboard “So miss y/n, your here fo-“. “I’m ready for my check up, doc” you interrupted him. While you look up at him with sparkling eyes, twirling your hair with your fingers.

He stares at you completely surprised, before he lets out a sigh. “Y/n I thought we spoke about this, we can’t be doing this at my work anymore.” He warns. “Oh Hatori” you say to him seductively, while you stand up from the table putting your hands on your lover’s chest before your press your breasts against him. “How else are we going to get together with us being on the down low” you say while playing with his tie, giving him the sweetest puppy dog eyes. “I can get you a different doctor.” Hatori says in a professional matter.

Even though you both know he wants to take you right there and now, but also wants to keep his job. “No other doctor can help me the way you can” you say while you remove his tie. Kissing his neck while you slip off your coat so your stark naked. Hatori looks away trying not to lose his composure, him being stubborn.

At this point your kinda miffed that he’s not falling for it. You peel away from him to take a seat on the exam bed. Spreading your legs apart so he can see your glistening pussy. You look up at him, while you proceed to touch yourself. You start to gently pant while you stick a finger into yourself. While Hatori just watches you, while biting his lip.

You start pumping your finger in and out. When you questioned “Shouldn’t you be doing my ‘cervical check’? You are the professional after all.”. Hatori can’t deny you, no matter how much he wants or needs too. But he can’t resist you and you always get what you want. He grabs your hand removing it from your pussy, making you whine at the absence. Which has him quickly replace yours with two of his, leaning down to kiss you. You moan, relishing at his touch and finally getting what you have wanted.

Your cunt drips fluids onto the paper wrapped around the table below you. Making it cling onto your ass. As you open your mouth for Hatori to slid his tongue in. Giving him complete access to your mouth as he explores. You start to unbutton his shirt, the horny little minx you are can't wait any longer. But knowing Hatori he won't let you leave him completely naked at work. So instead of removing his coat and shirt, you move to unbuckle his pants. In that moment he curves his fingers so they hit your sweet spot perfectly. Making you squeak out and falter you movement on his zipper.

Once your finished unzipping his pants, you hook your fingers to in his boxers to lower them enough to free his cock. Hatori takes this as his queue to lean closer to you. Grabs his cock to rub his mushroom shape tip against your clitoris. While he continues to pump his fingers. Making you whine at the added stimulation. His precum mixing with your slick.

He continues to rub circle into your clit. Making you shudder against him. As you clamp down on his fingers. An unexpecting orgasm hits through you, making your body tingle. Which has Hatori quickly remove fingers to replace it them with his cock. So he can help you ride out your high and he can start to chase his.....

#fruit basket #fruit basket smut #hatori sohma #hatori x reader #hatori smut #hatori sohma smut #hatori sohma x reader #Hatori Soma #Hatori Soma smut

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amaya-writes · 2 years

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What Type Of Partner Would The Fruit Basket Zodiacs Be Pt 2

Day One of The Underrated And The Unwritten

Notes: check out the masterlist for part one with the others.

Warnings: this is both sfw and nsfw content! so like how would they be as a partner overall. mdni

Characters involved: Shigure Soma, Ayame Soma, Kureno Soma, Hatori Soma

Gender-neutral reader, you/yours

Shigure Soma

Tell me you have daddy issues without telling me you have daddy issues-

Shigure is a very hard partner to keep up with. On a regular basis, he can pretend to be fun and outgoing, and while this is also what he is really like, it is only a certain part of his personality.

He has somewhat of a switch personality, which is why when you're his partner you need to watch out for when he's being serious and when he's being playful and react accordingly.

Shigure usually only drops the playful act when he's angry or when you're being intimate, but when he does he can get quite scary.

This is because he's such a perceptive lover that you quite literally cannot hide anything from him, his author nature also means that he can perceive real people as characters and as such understand them better.

If Shigure's interested in you he will not hesitate to manipulate you into liking him.

He has quite a few psychological tricks up his sleeve and is not afraid to use them.

You probably won't realise any of this until later on in your relationship when small things start to click in your head, but by then it's too late to do anything about it.

Shigure can be a toxic partner because he refuses to let you be taken from him. He's selfish, he's obsessive, he's probably not a good person and he knows it.

Being intimate with Shigure can often be lovemaking but he also isn't afraid to experiment and try new experiences. Unlike the other zodiacs, he's completely fine with BDSM and even enjoys it.

Ayame Soma

Ayame is a very playful partner, but unlike Shigure, nothing about his mannerism is fake. Sure, he also has his own baggage, but Ayame chooses to live life to the fullest and because of that he is never truly serious.

Sure, he has his moments too, but overall when you're with Ayame he's always playful and very clingy.

Constantly planting kisses on your face and giving you back hugs, always talking about the different clothes he wants to stitch for you (which by the way are a lot).

Ayame has made so many clothes for you that those alone make up an entire closet. This ranges from casual wear to costumes to lingerie.

Most of the inspiration for the clothes he makes that aren't for you also comes when he's thinking about you in that sort of outfit.

Ayame would be very affectionate even early on in the relationship, constantly holding your hand and not shy of PDA. But when it comes to being intimate he would wait a bit before doing it.

Sort of like he wants to be completely sure that's something both of you want.

He can be pretty experimental in the bedroom but he isn't as into BDSM as Shigure. More of the light BDSM type.

Kureno Soma

Kureno can be a very complicated partner.

This is because he's easily attracted to people who show him any kind of affection, so it'll take him a while to understand whether he's attracted to you or just likes the idea of not being with an abusive and manipulative partner.

Once he realises he actually likes you and not just the idea of you, Kureno gets pretty attached to you.

He isn't the kind of person who openly expresses his affection, so unlike Ayame even if he really wants to be clingy he won't do anything about it.

He can be pretty shy about showing physical affection first, because in his previous 'relationship' he was pretty much taught that his wants and needs didn't matter, which is why it's hard for him to get out of that mindset.

Once Kureno gets used to showing physical affection he learns that he quite enjoys cuddling and forehead kisses. But he also really likes just being in your presence.

Seeing you in a room immediately calms him down.

Just like Yuki, Kureno wants to explore new life experiences and situations with you. He wants to see and experience everything he missed out on in life.

When it comes to intimacy Kureno is more into the more lovemaking kind of intimacy. This is because things in his previous relationships could get pretty heated in a way that made him crave more affection rather than just sex.

Overall, Kureno is just looking for love and affection and he's glad that he can find that with you.

Hatori Soma

You're either in for the long run or won't be getting anything out of this.

Hatori can be very oblivious when it comes to people liking him. For someone so smart he's pretty blind in that department so unless you're confident enough to confess early on and somehow he feels the same way, you both will be like binary stars.

Once you finally get out of the awkward little does he like me does he not phase, the two of you will probably take things pretty slow.

The kind of relationship where holding hands and forehead kisses are considered milestones.

It's not like he takes two months to kiss you or anything (probably more like a week or two) but Hatori does like taking his time with things.

However, he really likes going on dates with you, the sweet kind like going to cafes together after work or having you lounge around in his office while he finishes up some work and then you go on walks around the city.

When it comes to being intimate, he's more of a pleasure dom and likes putting your needs over his own.

He's open to experimentation and all, but the only kind of BDSM he'd really be into is bondage.

Overall, being with Hatori is a pretty sweet experience, the kind of thing you read about in romance books. He loves taking care of and constantly being aware of you and your needs and he can often seem like the perfect partner.

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musicalfanfiction99 · 1 year

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If Different Fruits Basket Characters Were With You or Tohru Instead of Kyo

Disclaimer: I don't own Fruits Basket, Natsuki Takaya does.

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

Yuki Sohma - x Tohru

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

Kyo would probably deny his feelings for Tohru because she likes Yuki instead of him

Yuki would be very happy because he gets to be with Tohru but may feel bad for Kyo if he knows about how Kyo feels about her

Yuki will most likely become a better cook than he was before because he has Tohru that can teach him every day

Yuki would feel awful for Tohru because she has to put up with Shigure when he probably will just say, "get married already" but then Yuki will probably punch Shigure

When Tohru and Yuki officially say that they are a couple a few of the family members may be sad that Kyo is not with Tohru such as Kyo's Master because of how much better Tohru made Kyo

In the end, Yuki and Tohru may not stay together and Tohru could possibly be with someone else

Relationship rating:

Original Story w/ Kyo 9.75/10 - He has a slight bad temper at times (mainly with Yuki) but he's a pretty good fit for Tohru

Tohru w/ Yuki 9.8 - Yuki has a higher rating than Kyo because his temper is better than Kyo's by a lot but he doesn't wake up in a good mood in the morning

They both don't get 10/10 because they both have small things they need to fix

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

Hatori Sohma - x reader

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

At first, Hatori may be scared that you will get hurt like Kana but then slowly ease into the relationship once ehe knows that you will not get hurt

He may try to smoke less around you for your safety and so you don't get any ideas but he already doesn't smoke 24/7

You most likely will almost never need to buy medicine because he already has some in his medicine cabinets

He most likely will seem very mean and cold to you but over time he will warm up to you and be kinder both in public and alone

Depending on your personality Hatori may be a good fit for you

If you are quiet and reserved he may get annoyed if something bad happens and you don't tell him but over time you might open up to him more

Also he would hate if you're sick and don't tell him because you don't think it's a big deal

Quiet and Reserved (could include shyness too) w/ Hatori 8.8/10 - Depending on how quiet you are will most likely depend on the score but if you are pretty quiet it is a score of about 9 because you would be quite similar to Hatori and it may be good because you aren't being forced to talk if you don't want to

If you are a very happy and bubbly person Hatori will always know when you are sick or unhappy because you aren't overly energetic and bouncing off the walls so that's easy to figure out

You might be too much at times so Hatori may have headaches more often depending on how much your are with him

You are good at giving information to Hatori but you might be a little too much for Hatori to handle

Happy and Bubbly w/ Hatori 8.2/10 - You're probably too much for Hatori to handle a lot of the time but you are a decent person for the relationship

If you are like Kana w/ Hatori 7/10 - The score could go up by about 2.75 numbers of you don't blame yourself for everything bad that happens like Ritsu

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

I hope you enjoyed these stories and please review them. Have a nice day!

#yuki x tohru #headcannons #x reader fanfiction #x reader #hatori x reader #hatori sohma x reader #fruits basket x reader

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inazuman · 2 years

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an oven baking bread.

cw: sohma hatori x reader, a letter from hatori to reader. established relationship, fluff. part of the love letters series. the letters are not connected, each letter can be individually read.

My love,

I once felt that love and happiness were like a shooting star: burning too brightly and dying too fast, a moment of light that darkness inevitably follows. Something that I would only feel in fleeting moments, before it disappeared before me again.

But you, you are a constancy. It really is the little things. Seeing you, hearing your laughter and jokes, having your breath ghost over mind, listening to your sighs as you sleep. It tugs at my heart in a way I never thought it would. My ice-encased heart was melted so slowly by your warmth that I didn’t even notice, until every moment I wasn’t with you I wished I was. You give me the gentle sunlit warmth of a lover, and I’m forever grateful. Or maybe it’s more like an oven baking bread.

Life is easier with you in it, I feel like the air is easier to breathe. It’s like everything is a little better. When I press my forehead against yours, I sometimes wish for my thoughts of you that run forever through my head would travel into the hallways of your mind.

Come see me again soon. I miss you. You mean the most to me, don’t you know?

With love,

Sohma Hatori.

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onetoomanyfandomfixations · 5 months

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Could you please do Hatori Sohma headcannons?

Omg, absolutely yes I can @whatthefragisinsurrance ! I’m a maddd Hatori simp, so I apologise in advance for my shenanigans <3

Spoilers if you haven’t completed the series, so be wary

Hatori Sohma HCs

just look at my mans omfg he’s so-

No matter the nature of your relationship with him, he takes ages to warm up to you

But once he’s in it, he’s in it

Quiet ride or die

Always so soft and gentle w you

Type of mans to speak to you in a slightly gentler voice without realising it

Shigure and Ayame give him so much shit for it

Subconsciously very touchy as well??

Lots of fleeting touches, like resting a hand on your shoulder, fixing your hair

Most PDA you’re gonna get is hand holding smh

Even post-curse, will only hug you in public if you’re genuinely distraught

The kinda guy to cradle the back of your head while he holds you??

I would MELT omg

Love language is acts of service, obvs

^^ Does it without thinking half of the time

General hc is that because of his eye, he struggles with depth perception

So bc of this, he SUCKS at sport now

Cannot hit a ball to save his life

Table tennis between him and Tohru is fucking pathetic, it’s adorable

Can’t be caught being bad at anything, so simply doesn’t play sport anymore

^^ he probably injures himself cooking now more too

Pls scold him for not asking for help when he needs it

God knows someone needs to

Absolutely melts if you help him without asking

T E M P L E. K I S S E S.

He lowkey wants kids some day but will Never bring it up unless you do first

Even then, will pretend to be rlly unbothered by the idea

Okay, I’m gonna stop now or else I’ll ramble about this mans forever

Part 2??? 👀👀👀

#fruba #fruits basket #fruits basket hatori #hatori sohma #hatori soma #soma hatori #sohma hatori #hatori sohma x reader #fruba x reader #fruits basket x reader #fandomfixations headcanons #fandomfixation hcs #ask fandomfixations #fandomfixation fruba

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chalkscene · 2 months

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can i request fruba’s reaction to the first time they hug you when the curse is broken without you knowing? like it’s a complete surprise and you’re so happy? thank you so much!

IM SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG BUT HERE IT IS!!! i don’t usually take requests to take the pressure of writing off of me but i just loved this prompt sm i couldn’t say no 😭

ft. kyo sohma, yuki sohma, hatori sohma & shigure sohma (separate)

after witnessing your failed attempts at making one rice ball, KYO suddenly decides to join you in the kitchen, “pay attention. i’ll only teach you once.” you fight back a smile because you know he’ll keep teaching you as long as you keep asking but you don’t point that out lest he change his mind. you expect kyo to grab a handful of rice. instead, he stands right behind you and cages you in his arms, putting his hands over yours to help you mold the clump of rice you already have in your palms. when you’re reminded of his curse, you quickly spin on your heels and push him away, dropping your rice ball in the process. to your surprise, kyo doesn’t seem remotely offended by your action. he’s more focused on the clusters of rice now scattered around your feet. a click of his tongue hits your ears before you hear him say, “you just wasted a good rice ball.” however, the expression on his face is free of disappointment—a small smile slowly curls on his lips as he waits for a realization to dawn on you and eventually, it does. “you’re…” you mutter in disbelief, caressing his face as if to convince yourself you’re not dreaming, “you’re not a cat…” at your reaction, kyo’s chuckles cuts through the momentary silence before he holds you in his arms, pressing a soft kiss on the top of your head in wordless confirmation—this is real. and you immediately return his affection, not wanting to wait another second to bask in his touch. you don’t know which higher power to thank but you still find yourself silently expressing your gratitude like a prayer now that kyo’s curse is lifted. when you pull away, he reaches for the bowl of rice behind you. “this isn’t enough for the two of us,” he deadpans as if a life-changing moment didn’t just happen. you’re itching to ask him when he knew but you deem it a conversation for another time when a suggestion suddenly pops in your head. “we can go out and celebrate instead,” you say cheekily, “i’ve always wanted to try this cat café.” kyo rolls his eyes and you can’t help but laugh. “what?” you defensively exclaim in between giggles, “cats won’t cling to you anymore.”

ever since YUKI went away for college, the only time you’ve really had with each other is when he comes home to visit. you usually have an itinerary prepared but this time, yuki decides to ditch all that. “you have a surprise for me?” you teased him once on video call. yuki simply shrugged, laughing. you tried to coax it out of him but he didn’t budge. “if i told you then it wouldn’t be a surprise,” he countered and when you gave him a pout, he added, “i’ll just see you at home, okay? i love you.” so here you are now, sat in your living room while you wait for yuki to arrive. thankfully, it’s not long before you hear a click from the lock of your front door. “yuki!” you beam at the sight of him and he immediately mirrors your expression. you’re about to take his bags when he swings them out of your reach, carelessly dropping his things to the floor before he snakes his arms around your middle. in a panic, you freeze in his touch and soon, you’re attempting to shove him off of you. “yuki, your curse!” you cry but he only snuggles further into your body. and that’s when it hits you. the boy you love hasn’t turned into a rodent which can only mean one thing—there’s no more curse. you don’t know when or how and as hard as you try, you’re unable to form words to ask yuki about it with your emotions beginning to take over you. yuki only chuckles at your lack of response, “surprise.”

snap. HATORI immediately stops in his tracks upon the sudden sensation, “did you feel that?” “huh?” hatori is almost sure what he felt but he decides to brush it off at your confusion. “tori, you okay?” you ask, raising your hands to cradle his face but he involuntarily flinches at the closeness in case it triggers the curse. “sorry,” you quickly add. he shakes his head, declining your apology, “it’s fine.” you don’t talk about it any further on the rest of the way home but you’ve already reached your doorstep and he still seems distracted. you don’t want to part ways like this so you try again, “are you sure you’re feeling okay?” he doesn’t answer. “hatori?” “can i…” he starts before trailing off hesitantly. he doesn’t finish the rest of his sentence. without a word, he steps closer until there’s barely an inch between you then he wraps you in his embrace. “hatori, no!” you try to push him away in panic but you catch yourself in that same instant when you realize he hasn’t turned into a seahorse. holding your breaths, you both wait in silence for the curse to take effect but the next thing you feel is hatori’s arms tightening around you, making it clear he’s not planning on letting you go anytime soon. before your emotions can get the better of you, a chuckle is bubbling past your lips in relief, releasing any tension that has filled the air. “you have a lot of cuddles to make up for,” you tease hatori but your voice comes out weakly as you keep your tears at bay. and with you in his arms, hatori has never felt so grateful, “then let’s stay like this for a little while.”

“hi,” you beam at SHIGURE the moment he enters your home, “how was your day?” he doesn’t answer right away as if to ponder your question. “it was…” he momentarily trails off before adding, “interesting.” your eyebrows knot in confusion and that’s when you notice something’s off about him but before you can pose another question, shigure leans closer until he’s almost just about your eye level. “can i have a kiss?” he asks before he’s pouting his lips, sporting an effective pair of puppy eyes as you would expect from the dog incarnate. but all that effort only earns him a dubious look from you which elicits a dramatic sigh out of his mouth, “you know i’ve had a long day.” you can’t help but snort at his sulking but you eventually grant him his request. you’re careful to maintain a distance to avoid triggering the curse but in a swift and sudden motion, shigure pulls you flush against him as he kisses you with more fervor. your poor attempt to push him away does little to nothing against his strong arms that he can’t help but smirk against your lips. soon, he’s pulling away, his visage looking brazen as ever, “what’s wrong?” completely stunned and stupefied, you struggle to form the words on your tongue but a single thought plays in your mind—the curse is broken. when your eyes begin to well up, shigure’s cocky grin is immediately replaced with a smile so sincere that it’s such a striking contrast to the words that come out of his mouth, “we can do whatever we want.” then he’s kissing you again.

#fruits basket #fruits basket x reader #fruits basket headcanons #fruits basket imagine #kyo sohma #kyo sohma x reader #kyo x reader #yuki sohma #yuki sohma x reader #yuki x reader #hatori sohma x reader #hatori sohma #hatori x reader #shigure sohma #shigure sohma x reader #shigure x reader

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hwaitham · 7 months

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𝓼𝓾𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓾𝓷𝓪𝓻𝔂 𓈒 ˖ ࣪ 𝜗𝜚

hatori sohma x f!reader. nsfw — mdni. established relationship ﾉ soff' sex ﾉ reader is rather clingy :3 ﾉ praise + sweet hatori + u're both so in love with each other n' this whole thing is so cheesy n' prosy um ! ! ! ﾉ the sohma curse hasn't been broken yet in this fic ﾉ vry slight infantilization ﾉ petnames ﾉ foreplay heavy ﾉ finger sucking bcos ! ! oooo ૮꒰ྀི⊃⸝ ⸝ ⸝⊂꒱ྀིა

you are tired, tired. you are very tired.

even with your eyes closed and head laying in a pool of moonlight, you cannot find it within yourself to sleep.

because he is not here—your hatori. it’s hard to fall into a peaceful slumber without being wished a goodnight by him; you must be tucked in, fluffy quilt pulled up to your chin and his thumb smoothing over the lift of your cheeks before your eyelids are kissed so you’re blessed with nothing but the sweetest dreams of you and him.

alas, he isn’t here. so you do what you can when you’re cold and alone in his bed; through heavy half-blinks, you watch the snowfall outside the bedroom window, dusting the branches of the old oak tree in the garden and piling up on the sill.

you’ll have to ask hatori when he comes home whether he would join you in playing in it tomorrow, building a snowman like you did two winters ago when he confessed his love for you.

(you placed his stethoscope around the neck of packed snow, his glasses over the pebbled eyes, pulled him out of his office by the sleeve of his doctor’s coat—hatori, doesn't this snowman look like you? he'd realized it seemingly doesn’t take much for him to fall.)

you smile thinking of that time, dream of all the times to come, happy and sad and everything in between. you wait and wait some more, and just as the throbbing in your chest starts to become a bit too unbearable, the smells of tobacco and mint begin to shroud your senses until all can feel is the fluttering breeze of calming fingertips breathe occasional kisses on your spine.

the sudden heat that cuts through the frigid air surrounding you rattles you awake, sends goosebumps down your legs and flushes your limbs full of light—it fills the gaping hole in your heart, the one that aches for him, the one that can only be healed by him.

“hatori?”

before the heels of your palms can find your eyes to scrub out the sleep from them, they’re taken a hold of by a larger hand—pruned fingertips squeezing gently, soothingly down on your wrist. “i’m here.”

“you’re here,” you whisper, smile drowsily when you hear your lover’s voice over the hot shell of your ear, his words followed by a lingering kiss.

“go back to sleep, dear.”

“uh huh…”

you’re too tired to tell him you weren’t exactly sleeping in the first place.

disregarding his qualms, you blindly feel around for him, shuffling through the sheets and pillows until you find his shoulders—strong and broad and honey-hued as he sits before you with his torso bare, silk pyjamas hanging low on his hips.

“i missed you…”

you do everything you can but embrace him, pull him down to the bed, cling to his bicep and rub your nose along the handsome vein of his neck, feel him up entirely beneath your greedy paws. hatori is lean and defined with layers of taut muscle, but you notice he’s starting to get a bit soft around the waist; there’s the tiniest bit of fat you’re able to pinch between your thumb and index finger, and you can only giggle to yourself at the fact.

you’re feeding me well.

it’s told to you silently in his barely-there smile pressed against the tresses of your hair that scatter over a pillow. when he inhales a breath, his nostrils fill with juniper and aquatic accord.

you smell like him.

you must have sprayed his cologne onto the sheets.

“missed you s’much.”

hatori laughs wistfully, shakes his head when you whine, nuzzle your forehead over his cheek in that endearing puppy-like way you do. “you missed me so much? i was only gone a few hours.”

you hum idly, sleep quickly overtaking you now that your lover is in your hold. as much of it as he can be in, at least.

his body is warm, gently warm. not searing; rather faintly, something like the moon—not distant or far away, but a soft glow. light full of memory and promise and it��s beautiful. it’s the light of the celestial body that shines brightest in your sky, and it’s in every brush of his fingers over your skin, every strand of hair that tickles your nose where he creates a corner in heaven just for you.

your hands curl into the silky onyx that sweep over the nape of his neck—it’s the slightest bit damp, you notice; pearls of water from the snowflakes that have melted over his skin. with one deep inhale from where your face hides in the shallow space between his neck and shoulder, you smell your body wash on him through his musk, and your lips stretch into a lazy smile.

it’s a feminine, delectably sugary scent, but hatori doesn’t care.

he doesn’t think there’s anything in this world that drives such a primal part of him than the fact that you two smell like each other, that anyone can smell you on him—him on you, and that from it they will know you belong to each other.

“still feels like forever when you’re away from me,” it comes out as a quiet slur of words, one that hatori can barely hear from where you burrow as deep as you possibly can into his skin. he smiles wide at your sleepy thoughts, true thoughts; he loves when you get like this, clingy and needy and seemingly wanting him to melt into you and flow through your veins, as if feeling him skin-to-skin simply isn’t enough.

“forever, huh?”

“mhm,” you whisper, voice sweet and muffled and hinted with the most minuscule amount of coy innocence (he has no issue picking up on it) as you lean your chin on the sharp blade of his shoulder, hug his arm close to your chest in an attempt to soak up the silver-dewed warmth that radiates off him like a sponge until it saturates you fully. “i love you…”

“and i love you.” hatori lowers his face until it’s level with yours, easing you into submission with a graze of his mouth over your brow, your cheek, your jaw and finally your lips. his teasing ministrations don’t match his voice—breathless and full of yearning and hunger—almost like your assertions are enough to leave his lungs bereft of oxygen.

“but i love you more, i swear it!” with a petulant whine, you grapple at his pinky as if to make a promise on it, wrapping your fingers around the larger digit and shaking it around with as much strength as your sleep-laden self can muster.

“oh, you child.”

he blushes deeply, heart beating in double time at the endearing, rather infantile way you seem to act with him when you’re all worn down from the labours of your afternoon and in need of him, his touch, his love.

then you’re wrapping your legs around a sinewy thigh, kneading your balled fists weakly into his traps, and then he’s grabbing your sea horse plushie to stuff in the steadily closing gap between your chests, lest he turn into one himself when he inevitably gets lost in the throes of intimacy that creep up his spine. “careful, now…”

“love you more than anything, hatori.”

and it’s the way you say it—so sincerely, like you’re feeding him a piece of your soul, like you know just your heart alone will leave him unsatiated—that makes the moon no longer shine. it makes him crack at the surface and burst into fragments of rock, diamond flares scattering like comets across the sky for the world to wish upon.

(but there’s really only one wish he would ever truly grant.)

“i mean it, and it’s true…”

you reach up to press a palm in the divot between his pecs, where his heart lays shielded beneath the ribs that you’ve squeezed your way through and built a home—for him and for you. the sudden onslaught of affection has him flushing with a tender heat, bottom lip pulled in between teeth and lilted up into a shy smile, cheeks tingling with gold.

“‘tori… i wanna kiss…”

“just one, okay? and then straight back to bed.”

“mhm, just one, promise i’ll be good—wanna be good for you.” and that’s all it takes for hatori to be certain that one kiss is bound to become one thousand—the desperation in your voice and the legs that wrap around his thigh tighter and oh.

you’re soaked.

he can feel the sticky dampness through the thick flannel of your pyjama pants, from the crotch where you try to rock your hips over his leg, from the insides of your thighs; you’re dripping slick down your legs and your knee slides along his clothed cock and his head spins, resolve falters.

so, hatori does the only thing he can do when he can’t calm his racing heart, and he kisses you without any reservations.

every kiss to your lips feels like it’s the first— where adoration streams from your fingers as you dip them into the hollows of his clavicle, where he feels a lump just beneath that works its way up to his mouth and stuffs it full of cotton; it’s staggering when you cling to him like this, loving him so tenderly, feeding your heart to him pure and raw with a silver spoon.

“wan’ more…” you’re pleading against his lips as soon as he removes them from your own, gaze drawn to the string of spit that tethers him to you.

“whatever happened to ‘being good’?” your lover’s voice is dripping mirth; it’s low and teasing and gentle and it makes your chest burn with so much love; you swear you’d do anything for him, everything to keep him tangled up with you like this until the end of forever.

“just a couple more kisses, please? else i’ll die.”

and you’re looking up at him with these eyes—wobbly tears dewing on your lashes and pupils blown to the heavens and teeming with equal measures of love and lust—you’re looking up at him like he’s hand-painted each star in the sky, like he’s superlunary.

you really think you’d die without him.

and you’re just so fucking cute begging for him like this, with your heart tangled in your throat as silent words bubble and spill over your pouty lips. even after all this time of being together, hatori doesn’t think he’ll ever get used to the feeling of being so wanted, so cared for, so purely and innocently loved by you.

“well, i wouldn’t be a very good doctor if i let someone die on me, now, would i?”

“hatoriii…”

“shh, let me put you to sleep, my love.”

you nod and hum in admission, curling your fingers tighter into the plushie that joins you to him, shying into the wide neck of your—his—sleep shirt you have on when you hear the lilt in his voice; it’s soft, airy, dreamy, and he moves to hover over you before slipping two warm fingers into your pyjamas.

his touch is so gentle, treating you like fine porcelain—and his touch is so slow, so cautious, like he’s afraid that you’re nothing but some figment of the imagination he’s lost to his childhood, the sweetest of fairytale dreams, one that he doesn’t ever want to wake up from.

he tugs the flannel past your hips, past your knees and calves and ankles, dancing his lips over your sensitive skin as he kisses the crenulated imprint left by the waistband, right atop the delicate satin trim and dainty bow of your now exposed panties.

sweet and pink and patterned with ditsy daisies, three layers of frills adorning each of the legholes.

it’s his favourite set that you own.

(you very well know of this fact.)

“naughty, naughty… were you planning this?,” hatori coos at you—darling girl, beautiful you. he noses along the outline of your puffy folds, swallowing a quiet growl when your scent invades all his senses, when he feels the arousal dribbling down the insides of your thigh cool and dampen his cheeks. “i suppose you really can’t fall asleep without a little assistance, hm?”

it’s not as if he expected anything less.

he leans in to tap to your clit through the fabric, falling lightheaded at how it’s already so swollen, at how your cunt is already drooling, at how you’re already whining and whimpering so greedily, at how it’s all for him.

looks like someone’s really been missing me. he tucks his fingers in the gusset of your panties to slip them to the side, exposing yourself to him. i know, baby, i know. webs of slick shine against the moonlight coming from outside the windowpane, and hatori’s throat tingles as he dips his tongue into your hole—tasting you, savouring you—saliva spilling over his teeth that he lets dribble out on top of your cunt. shh, it’s okay, ‘m here, gonna take real good care of you, alright? he finally gives your clit a sloppy kiss hello.

“‘tori, ‘s embarrassing—o-oh, hahhh…” the words tangle in your throat and dissipate into the cold air of the bedroom as you try to register how he speaks to you, to your sex. lewdly and unabashedly and coaxing and through the hazy cloud of lust that fills your mind you wonder whether hatori’s been reading his cousin’s rather… erotic novels out of your gaze.

because wherever did he learn to talk like that?

“just want to make you feel good,” he hums, moves back up so that he’s level with your face again and can kiss you, make you taste yourself on him. with his free hand not cradling the crown of your head, hatori clumsily tugs his pyjamas and briefs down to his knees, letting his swollen cock slap up against his abdomen before he takes a hold of it and glides it along your slit. “fuck, sweetheart…”

hatori is of mint and tobacco when he turns his head down and breathes over your lips to look at where his tip oozes hot pre over your sensitive nub, at where your weeping hole furls desperately around nothing; it’s a silent plea to feel him inside you.

“hatori, please—wanna—i-insiiide,” you whine and protest, sink your head deeper into your pillow and dig faint bruises into his biceps with your fingertips.

“patience,” he chides, and then he chuckles, low and hearty and dripping ardour and disbelief, for how did he attain the unattainable?

your smile, your heart, your flesh, a love so tangible that just feeling you against him in this capacity is enough to make him forget the nightmare of a curse he’d been born into, even if only for a brief moment.

his palm smoothes over your hair as he grinds his cock hard into your folds and your back arches off the bed instinctively, soft little sounds spewing from your lips that only serve to heat up the coil curling around his heart. “love you, love you, i love…”

he pacifies your babbles with lingering kisses over your neck, your sternum, your lips—and i love you—it drips like molasses over your tongue and settles into your lungs; you’re left choking on the pleas that come tumbling up your throat, legs itching to wrap around his waist and pull him closer, but you can’t. instead, you whine and writhe under him, voice pitchy and petulant.

“want you, need you, please, please, hatori?”

the sounds you make are the prettiest on the earth, hatori is sure of this much. it makes him shiver almost uncontrollably, stokes the embers in his belly until he’s swallowed up in your flame of blue.

“you—h-hah, c’mere, you—“

hatori devours you, staining your lips with his saliva, licking into your mouth and sucking on your tongue until the clash of teeth-on-teeth rings louder than your broken moans. and his love is heavy, your spine throbs at the weight, but it’s nothing short of comfortable.

warm, and familiar—the hand that tethers to yours is the same hand that massages balm into your muscles after the day comes to a close, the mouth that lays hushed praise over your brow is the same mouth that makes you smile and laugh and cry tears of joy and pleasure; it’s the same mouth you feed your heart to.

“hatori!” you’re wailing out his name when his cock catches onto your neglected clit, a searing throb working its way up to the apex of your thighs that makes you scrabble at his chest, ignoring the plushie in between that separates you from him. “pretty please…”

it’s easy to get him to fold like this, in the way you plead him with such broken desperation, wilted like a flower. it’s easy when you look up at him like he’s some deity, tears threatening to spill over your lashes and brows strained with need. he hasn’t prepped you nearly as much as you need to be able to accommodate his size, but he’s almost convinced your greed is enough to make up for the lack of it. and so, he runs the leaking tip of his cock up and down your folds once, twice, three times—each stroke punctuated with a kiss to the swell of your breasts.

“it’s alright, sweetheart, shh. i’ve got you,” he huffs out a gruff expletive when he begins to stretch you out with the flushed head of his cock, your walls hungry as they clamp down around him.

you feel the pain of his girth splitting you open as a dull ache, one that wraps around your tummy and inches down to your core—it’s a slow spreading fire, one you don’t even realize has a hold of you until hatori bottoms out and grinds his pubic bone down on your clit to dissolve the pain.

your eyes flutter shut at the pleasure, jaw falling slack and saliva building at the tip of your tongue—everything feels so good like this: with the warmth radiating from his cock through your fluttering walls and you’re just so full of him and fuck, it’s perfect.

“hah—it’s a tight fit, isn’t it?” hatori’s voice is a gentle croon, low and handsome and silky and reassuring; the love he slathers you in has you sucking him in further, further, as deep as you think you’ve ever felt him.

“hatori, oh, god,” you hiccup on a sweet sob, voice stuffy as you bite down on your plushie and hitch your legs higher up on the sides of his waist, careful not to lock your ankles around him in an embrace. “s’deep—hic! p-please, need you to move…”

“it’s okay, i’m not going anywhere.” he kisses your forehead and pushes into you languidly, almost lazy with his movements as he draws back and forth, back and forth. his rhythm is steady and his cock only barely leaves the sponge of your cervix before he buries himself deep again, so deep you swear you can feel him in your womb.

words catch on the tip of your tongue and they spill as sweet mumbles. it’s cute; you’re so cute, with the tiny nods of your head, brows knit as you attempt to hold off on cumming prematurely, toes curling into the dimples at the bottom of his back and whimpering into your drool-soaked stuffed animal.

and then he angles his thrusts that way— the way that has the head of his cock gliding over your g-spot until he can hear the lewd squelch, squelch, squelch that comes with his ministrations. it makes you squeal, kick your feet and squeeze your eyes shut impossibly tight from how good it feels.

“right there, hm?” hatori tosses his head back to exhale, making a sound where a curt laugh meets a shaky moan, before leaning down to gently knock his nose over yours.

“’t-tori…” it’s a struggle to open your eyes under the weight of sticky tears that cling to your lashes, but you manage to do so anyway, pushing his fringe out of his face with weak fingers and tucking strands of charcoal behind his ears to see all of him.

he’s so beautiful, your hatori.

and you think he sounds just as beautiful with those low, drawn-out moans that simmer off into garbled growls; these are the sounds that make your stomach pulse with the need for more, a warning that just a little more is all you need to unravel. they have you sinking into the bed, caged by his arms and broad frame, your walls moulding to the shape of him, flushing the skin of your entire body with the intensity of the warmth that comes with being so in love.

“a-ah!” your whole body wracks with trembles when his thrusts turn from shallow to deep again, his leaky head swivelling against your cervix and, fuck, you’re already so close—with his thumb drawing lazy hearts over your clit and his strokes long and slow and angled so perfectly against the one spot that has you coating the base of his cock with thick cream.

“hatori, hatori, w-wanna—i wan’—”

your arms move up to drape over his shoulders, but hatori is quick to pin them down next to your head, painfully reminding you of what you don’t have—can’t have. “i know, f-fuck, i know, baby… one day, okay?”

his head falls into your neck and he moans; it’s loud and erotic and your innocent begging makes his heart feel all gooey—soft and pliable as he spills it into your palms, as if it’s yours to keep, yours to hold, yours to treasure forever—and it is, because there’s no one else, will be no one else that can make him feel the way he does quite like you do. god, he loves you.

“o-okay,” you hiccup and sob, from pleasure and pain and the multitudes of emotions in between, you listen to him despite your heart screaming at you, because, “i just, just wanna be good for you, wanna be your everything, ‘tori!”

you are, you’re so good to me, you’re perfect, i love you— he wants to say; you are my everything and i’d give you everything, i love you more than anything in this wretched world—he wants to tell you but he can’t because your timid admission knocks the air out of his lungs, and hatori thinks you don’t realize just how sweet you’re being to him, for him.

and so, he kisses you, slowly and in time with the gentle rock of his hips, feeding you unspoken words that you digest and make a home of in the pit of your soul. it flushes your entire being with light, it collects and swirls around in your head until you find yourself in a haze, drunk on the heat that pulses through you with every grind of his cock into your cunt.

everything is so hot, so cold—the sweat that drips down the backs of your thighs, the breath of your panting against the fingers hatori traces your lips with—everything is just so hot and cold and everything feels so good; you’re knocked out of the present world and somewhere in a haven of white and purple where all you can see, all you can feel is him.

what you wouldn’t give to hold him just a little closer and stay like this forever.

the two digits rubbing over the swell of your bottom lip to collect the spit that’s been sitting there is what brings you back down to earth, and you all but lick meekly at the tips, take both index and middle fingers into your mouth and suck like a good girl.

“you want my fingers?” he groans at the tiny little nods you give him, fresh tears arising that push old ones down your cheeks. his heart pounds wildly against the cage of his ribs. “needy little thing…”

hatori isn’t fucking you fast, but he’s fucking you good—so, so good that it drains all the thought from your head until all you can think about is him—the slow, deep strokes where the head of his cock firmly pokes and prods at the spot that makes you gush, the digits pressing down on your tongue that you drool over, the mindless praise that streams from his lips; precious, precious girl—fuck, you feel so tight—so good to me, aren’t you? my good girl.

his words feel like liquid moonlight— softy glowing, and sweet, and sincere, and you can’t help but drink up every last drop. it fills your tummy with some sort of orb of light, one that has your toes curling into the sheets and fingers wrapping around his forearm tighter; you pull him closer, closer, until the plushie between you digs into your ribs and his nose sweeps over yours with so much delicate affection and all you see and feel is him.

“h-hatori… in my tummy, f-feel you there, feel you everywhere.”

“feel me right here, huh?” he draws his hips back, pulling out of you almost fully before pushing back, slowly, agonizingly—but it feels amazing, so amazing—the swollen head of his cock splitting you, tight against the silkiness of your walls, flush against the sponge of your cervix as he presses himself as deep as he can into you, pushing a palm gently down on your navel. “you want it in your tummy, don’t you? can’t sleep unless you’re full of it, i know…”

it all becomes so much, too much, the wet slaps of his skin against yours, his words, his cockhead spilling pre over your walls and rubbing into the spots that have you stumbling over your breath. you cum without warning, crying out into the column of his neck like the little sweetheart of his that you are, fingers clutching at the thick strands of hair that curl around his neck, your cunt squeezing impossibly tight around him, like it loves him.

and, oh, hatori feels it. the love, isolated and purified from the roots of your soul as you feed it to him on your tongue through mumbles and babbles of incoherent words.

regardless, he knows what you mean.

the heat builds and builds and builds at his core, and then the coil fit to snap finally does. he shatters into silver specks as the rapid spasms of your cunt milk him dry—leave him starry-eyed and dizzy as he shoots rope after rope of thick cum into your womb, his cock twitching inside you from the aftershocks of a mind-blowing orgasm.

“fuck, i love you—so much.” hatori huffs it out as a whine before he engulfs you in a bruising kiss, one that you’re almost positive is bound to leave a mark that will last until your next life, and the ones after that.

and it’s overwhelming, so overwhelming—the warmth of his seed oozing thick into you and the burn of the tingles that follow in the path of his touch—you think nothing else in this world and any other can make you feel quite the way he can. you’re certain of it.

“and you’re so pretty…” he continues to lay his praise on you, pressing his lips to your temple as he regains his bearings and looks down to your face.

spit-slicked lips and lazy blinks and slurred little iloveyous tumble from your mouth in half-whispers. even in your disarray you are nothing short of beautiful, other-worldly, hatori thinks. each slow flutter of your lashes is a sweep of the stars you dust into a pile of warmth at his feet; he curls his toes into them and kisses you and it flushes him with so much love, light, feelings he hadn't thought he'd ever be able to experience. he smoothes your hair down and moves to embrace your near sleeping frame—but then he remembers.

he’s reminded by the sweat-soaked plushie pressed against his chest and yours, reminded by how your arms lay free by the sides of your head, your ankles that don’t lock around his waist.

“look, ‘tori… ’s still snowing outside…” you yawn, avert his attention, nuzzle into his palm and point to the window, powdery snow finding rest on the sill, the moon’s light shining through and casting calm, steady falling shadows onto the two of you. “perhaps… we could… make...” you drift off before you have a chance to finish your question, and hatori smiles, endeared.

silly girl.

and then remembers. why he doesn’t resent the sohma curse, at least, not in the same capacity he once had. because he loves you like a child—freely, purely, without having to think.

and soon, soon, he’ll be able to hold you like a lover—he feels it in each passing day, his bond growing weaker, the rope snapping each individual thread at a time, thinning whenever he spares even the tiniest of glances at you and you call him by his name in that sweet, sweet voice of yours.

the owner of his glowing heart.

“yes, we should make a snowman tomorrow, dear.”

soon.

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