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cutielando · 4 months

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i'll take care of you ~ jj maybank

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You woke up to the sound of your phone ringing. You reached our for it and when you saw who the caller was, you immediately sat up and answered it.

"Babe? What's wrong?"

JJ's heavy breath was the only thing you could hear.

"JJ? Is everything okay? What's going on?" you pressed, panic settling in your chest.

"Can I come over? I'll explain everything" his voice was so small, you could barely hear him.

"Of course you can, baby"

"I'll see you in 10 minutes" he said and hung up, not giving you a chance to say anything else.

It wasn't weird to get phone calls from JJ in the middle of the night, but he was never this distressed. Your mind started coming up with all kinds of scenarios, one worse than the other.

The 10 minute wait seemed like forever before you heard the all too familiar knock on your window.

You immediately jumped and opened it, being met with the bloody and bruised smiling face of your boyfriend.

"What happened to your face?" you asked while helping him enter your room without making too much noise to wake up your parents.

"Nothing serious, it's fine. Doesn't hurt as bad as it looks" he shrugged his shoulders and laid back on your bed.

You stood rooted in your spot, staring at him. You knew where the bruises came from all too well, but it didn't help that JJ was still trying to hide them from you.

"J, please just tell me the truth" your voice was small, knowing that JJ couldn't deal with screams and anger.

"I am, it's nothint that hasn't happened before. I'm used to it, it's fine" he was now sitting up, patting the spot next to him.

You bit your lip but complied and sat down, putting your right hand on his knee.

"I'm sorry you have to go through this, baby" tears started streaming down your cheeks by now, sobs fighting their way out of your body.

"You have nothing to be sorry for, it's just how he is. He's not always like this, you know, he has his good moments" the fact that he still tried to defend his dad, beaten to a pulp by him, brought even more tears and sadness in you.

"You don't deserve this, baby. Nobody should ever lay a finger on you, let alone a hand. You deserve so much better" you rested your head against his shoulder, squeezing his knee in comfort.

He brought a hand down to his knee and took hold of yours. You interlocked your fingers and squeezed, knowing how much JJ needed to feel you there with him.

"I have you, and that's all I need. Don't be so hard on yourself, it's not your fault" he whispered, kissing your forehead.

"Please let me take care of you. I'll talk to my parents and see if you can stay here for a while. They can even become your legal guardians until you turn 18. I know they'll do it, and you'll finally have a safe place that you could call home" the idea seemed so simple and easy for you, but it seemed like such a stretch to JJ.

"I can't ask you or your parents to do that, babe. Being a burden to your family is the last thing I want to do" he tried to reason with you, but you weren't having it.

"No, you listen to me. I am not letting you go back home, JJ. My parents love you and I know they are going to want to help you. Please don't push me away, let me help you" you were basically begging him at this point, but you didn't care.

Nobody deserved the life that he had, and you'll be damned if his father touched him one more time. You were going to do everything in your power to make sure he'd never received another punch or insult from his dad ever again.

"Okay" he finally whispered after a while, chewing on his bottom lip.

You let out a big sigh of relief you didn't know you were holding and wrapped him in your arms, silent tears falling down your face.

He buried his head in your neck, taking in your familiar scent and warm hold.

He finally felt like things could finally take a turn for the better. Like he would get a new chance at life.

All because of you.

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shalotttower · 4 months

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The Devil Is a Gentleman

Title: The Devil Is a Gentleman

Fandom: Hunter x Hunter

Summary: You wake up in the middle of the night with a headache.

Word count: 800+

Characters: Chrollo Lucilfer x Reader

Notes: Yandere Chrollo, captive Reader, my head is murdering me so I wanted some soft Chrollo stuff.

You shift under the covers and for a moment it seems that maybe this state of half sleep, half consciousness is here to stay. Just for a bit, until you slide all the way back into a dream, where the dull throb in your skull doesn't matter. No such luck; angry blurred dots start swarming behind your eyelids and the longer you lie there, the more evident it becomes that sleep isn't coming.

3 AM.

The red numbers from the alarm clock glow way too intensely in the dark. It's quiet. Chrollo's breath tickles your shoulder. No matter the position, he somehow manages to do this every single time - wrap himself around you like it's no tomorrow, with tangled legs and chest pressed to your back. Sometimes it's annoying, sometimes sickly comforting, but not now. There's a faint feeling of nausea in your throat, the whole world is spinning and swaying from side to side even though you're lying still.

Sharing a bed is a recent development. Previously the floor was your choice, but two weeks ago Chrollo simply carried your sleeping body to the mattress. You woke up trapped between him and soft pillows, then the pattern repeated two times, four, six, until it became clear that this arrangement was going to stick.

Carefully, inch by inch, you wiggle out of his embrace. An awful taste coats your tongue, clings to the palate - not something you expected upon waking, but not unusual either.

The kitchen light is bright and unpleasant. It stabs right through your eyes without remorse, making you promptly settle for a dimmer one above the stove. One cabinet after another, the fridge - no pills. Of course, why would Chrollo keep anything like that lying around? You probably have to wake him up for medicine, but it's honestly the least tempting scenario. You don't want to talk to Chrollo, don't want to ask him for help, don't want him to see you in pain or sick.

So you brew a cup of coffee and hope that the nausea plaguing your throat will eventually subside. What you should know by now, however, is that Chrollo doesn't need more than you breathing wrong in order to wake up.

"Dear?"

His voice has a slight raspy edge to it.

You glance over your shoulder and see his figure standing at the door frame. The light from the hallway throws a shadow cutout across the floor, and it's the only time beside after shower you ever see him all mussed hair, loose pants and, of course, no shirt. You suspect its absence has some relation to the attempts at wooing you which range from subtle to not so subtle these days.

You make a non-committal sound.

"It's 3 AM," Chrollo says and steps into the kitchen. "What are you doing up?"

His fingers brush a strand of hair away from your neck, linger there, feather-light and warm. You take a small sip of coffee.

The pulsing in your skull feels like someone decided to tap a small hammer against your brain. Well, he's up, so might as well do something.

"Headache," you say and press your forehead to the cool marble of the counter. It feels nice for a short moment.

Chrollo doesn't respond. He does place a hand on your nape though, thumb drawing circles, massaging the tension there. It's so peculiar. His tenderness leaves marks wherever it goes - light trails on your skin, hands on your forearms - a constant reminder that in this current reality he's everywhere and everything.

'Stop,' you want to say, but instead a quiet "mm" comes out. Maybe you're too tired to muster up any spite. He takes the cup out of your hand and sets it aside with a quiet clink.

"How bad?"

"Bad. Don't get too close," you warn. "I feel like throwing up."

He does anyway, and wraps an arm around your waist. Chrollo knows very well that you'd rather jump into boiling oil than lean on him out of your own volition, maybe that's why he uses every given opportunity to hold you.

"You should have woken me up," his words are muffled, lips pressed against your temple. Chrollo smells of shampoo, sheets and himself. "I'll get you something from the pharmacy later, but for now you should try and sleep, dear."

Then you're up in the air, carried out of the kitchen.

"What are you doing?" you frown, fingers gripping the muscles of his arm.

He hums something akin to a simple melody, the devil. "Taking you back to bed, where you can keep being miserable with more comfort."

This time you don't protest; the pillow has cooled down, and as soon as you lower your head on top of it, it feels like bliss. The bathroom door opens and closes, followed by quiet splashes of water. There's a pause before the mattress dips on your right.

Cold cloth covers your forehead.

"You should have woken me up," he repeats. "Next time do it, dear."

"Mm," is all you manage, when the bedside lamp clicks off, and then there're covers lifting, fingers rubbing your temples and a low hum somewhere above you.

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scarfac3 · 2 months

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2:16 AM - JEONG YUNHO

Scenario :: i couldn’t sleep and was craving brownies, so here we are

Genre :: fluff

Word count :: 542

You’re standing in the kitchen, making a small batch of brownies as your cravings for sweets randomly hit you like a bus in the middle of the night. You pour a cup of chocolate chips into the batter, fold them in to spread them around in the batter before picking up the bowl and pour the batter into a greased pan covered in parchment paper. Making sure the batter is even in the pan, you pick it up and pop it into the preheated oven to bake, setting a timer for 20 minutes to keep track. You sit down in one of the chairs and decide to play a game on your phone while waiting for the brownies to get done.

About 15 minutes later, you hear the heavy footsteps and quiet groans from your boyfriend as he makes his way downstairs to you; the sweet and delicious aroma of the brownies filling his nose as he gently rubs his tired eyes.

“Baby, what’re you doing down here?” Yunho questions as he sits down next to you, placing his head on your shoulder while looking at you playing the game on your phone.

“I’m baking some brownies. I ended up getting a sudden craving for some sweets, they’re almost done,” you answer, glancing down at him trying his hardest to not fall asleep right then and there. “What’re you doing up, my love?”

You feel his head perk up a bit at the pet name that you gave him, seeing his ears turn a bit red. “Well, I went to sleep with you in my arms and woke up with you not in my arms . You know how hard it is for me to sleep without you.” You see him softly pout at the thought of you not being there while he’s sleeping.

A sudden ring of the timer goes off, letting you know that the brownies are done baking. Yunho automatically moves his head from your shoulder and lets you stand up to take the pan out of the oven. You let it cool down for about 5-10 minutes before cutting it into even squares for you and Yunho and place them onto two plates. You then remember that there’s ice cream in the freezer and take it out, putting enough scoops on your guys’ plates next to the brownies. You take two spoons from the kitchen drawer and give Yunho a plate as you sit down next to him before taking a bite out of the late night dessert, satisfying your cravings for sweets.

You see Yunho do the same thing and hear him let out a hum. “This is really good, you did great, baby.” He tiredly compliments, eating more spoonfuls of it.

You feel warmth spread through your chest, your cheeks heating up at his compliment. You already know that it’s good, but hearing it come from Yunho makes you feel all giddy and happy inside. You two finish the last few bites and put the plates in the sink, heading up the stairs to lay in bed. You and Yunho get in the bed under the soft covers, your limbs tangling together, and drift off into deep slumber as soft snores fill the quiet room until morning.

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lovely-showtimes · 6 months

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out on the balcony . . . ♡

characters - tsukasa, emu, nene, rui.

type - scenario.

contains - gn reader. reader having a nightmare while at a sleepover with wxs and is pretty freaked out by it, but no details of it are specified. reader is stated to be a big fan of jellyfish in rui's so i'm very sorry if you do not like them!

a/n - haven't been having the best of times lately, so i decided to write this. based on a daydream i've been having w/ these 4 ever since i got into project sekai pretty much. enjoy <3

You jolt awake in the middle of the night, your heart pounding in your chest. Your sweaty palms desperately grip your blanket as you try to make sense of where you are and what's real.

That... That was a dream, right? You think, exhaling deeply. I'm... I'm not in there. I'm with my friends now.

Quietly as possible, you roll onto your side to look at the other four. They're all fast asleep, snoring peacefully (some of them louder than others). Somehow, knowing that they're here beside you calms you a little.

But this living room, despite being massive, still felt way too stuffy to you. Making sure to not awaken your friends, you carefully get up and stumble away.

Emu's house was definitely way too large, and even though you've been here a couple times before, you still felt utterly lost. After blankly wandering about for a few moments, you finally manage to find a balcony overlooking the city.

The cool night air hits your face as you step out onto the balcony. It's a little chilly to be out here in only your pajamas, but you don't care about that right now.

Looking up, you can see the stars twinkling high above in the sky. There's something grounding about watching them like this, and you can forget about your nightmare for a while.

You're not sure how long you're out there, it feels like hours and minutes at the same time. Soon enough, however, you hear someone softly call your name from behind. You turn around and...

You're suddenly met with the warmth of a blanket wrapping around your shoulders, immediately causing you to feel warm and snug.

"You're going to catch a cold if you stay out here like this," Tsukasa lightly scolds you. "It's important that you stay healthy! I would hate for you to become sick."

You stare at him blankly for a few moments, shocked to even see him here in the first place (how does he not get lost in Emu's labyrinth of a house??), before realising you should probably say something.

"Um, thanks." You smile awkwardly, holding onto the blanket to make sure it doesn't fall off of you. "Do you just... carry a blanket around with you?"

Tsukasa chuckles lightly and shakes his head. "No, no. When you got up to leave, you accidentally nudged my arm a bit and woke me up. I thought you were just getting a glass of water or something, but you didn't come back for ages so I decided to come find you!"

Tsukasa folds his arms and frowns. "But then I found you out here, and... Listen, if you want some time alone, that's fine! I'll go back to the others! I just didn't want you to be cold, because I could see you shivering..."

You didn't realise you had been that cold in the first place. You barely noticed the cold, you'd been so wrapped up in your own thoughts.

"I'd actually quite like it if you stayed out here with me, if that's okay." You speak softly, gaze averted in embarrassment. It's such a simple request, but for some reason, you feel guilty asking for it.

"Of course that's okay!" Tsukasa declares, placing his hands on his hips with a grin. "I'd be more than happy to stay out here with you for however long you want!"

He strides over and leans on the balcony beside you. You both stand in silence for a few moments, and you wonder if you should say something. Do I tell him about the nightmare? Maybe it's best if I just keep it in...

You glance at him out of the corner of your eye, only to notice him staring up at the night sky above. He has a small, content smile on his face as he gazes upwards.

He looks so much calmer than usual. You didn't know he liked stars so much.

Without thinking, you shuffle over and lean your head on his shoulder. Somehow, he feels softer and warmer than the blanket swaddling you.

"Hm?" Tsukasa turns to you in surprise, before he soon relaxes again and wraps his arm around your shoulder, bringing you in close.

A sigh of relief escapes your lips as you relax against him. Being in his presence like this is making you feel so much more at ease than before. Your eyes begin to droop closed as the two of you stand together, your nightmare long forgotten.

"Oh, Emu. Hi."

The short pink-haired girl stands in the entryway, her head tilted to the left ever-so-slightly. She bounces on her feet ever-so-slightly as she rushes to you, skidding to a halt in front of the railing.

"You're awake!" She exclaims, wide eyes studying you carefully. "Aren't you super sleepy right now?"

"Not really." A yawn cuts in between your words, as if to prove you wrong. "I can't sleep."

Emu stays silent for a few moments. You feel like her bright pink eyes are going to stare right into your mind and pluck out your secrets for all to see.

"Okay. I'll wait until you're tired, then." Her forearms come up to rest on the railing, on which she rests her head.

You open your mouth to object, to tell her that it's fine and she should just go back to bed, but you realise you want her company. You turn to face the view once again.

The two of you stay silent for a while. It's not usually like this with Emu - she's always quite talkative. But right now, she's not saying a thing.

She's probably just tired, you reason with yourself. I doubt she's used to being up this late, unlike... some other people I know.

That's when she speaks up again to prove you wrong. You really feel like she's reading your mind or something.

"Do you wanna see something cool?"

You turn your head slightly. "Uh, sure. What is it?"

"Follow me!" Emu beams and takes your hand, leading you off the balcony.

You have to follow her for quite a while. You don't think you'll ever get used to this place, and you have to wonder if Emu ever feels lost in it herself.

Eventually, she starts leading you up some stairs into what appeared to be an attic. Emu hops up some precarious-looking stairs and opens a small window to the roof. She grins, beckoning you over.

"E-Emu, is this safe...?" You question, feeling apprehensive as you cautiously climb the stairs.

She nods enthusiastically. "Don't worry! I've done this plenty of times! You'll be just fine~!"

You don't have a choice except to trust her. You carefully climb the stairs and look through the window, where Emu has climbed through.

You're at a fairly high point of Emu's home, although not quite the highest. You're on a flat roof, with walls surrounding it so that neither of you would accidentally fall off.

"Oh," you murmur, climbing out and standing on the roof beside her.

Emu collapses on a couple pillows and blankets she has positioned on the roof and smiles at you invitingly. "Come sit!"

You take a seat beside her as she lays down and points at the sky. "Look! You can see the stars super well!"

Upon lying down as well, you realise she's right. The stars look even more beautiful from up here, and you love it.

"I wish I knew more stuff about stars," Emu sighs. "One of my friends loves them! I like listening to her talk, but she has such a calming voice that it makes me sleepy..."

You glance at her out of the corner of your eye. "I know a few constellations, if you'd like to learn, maybe?"

Emu's eyes sparkle in joy. "Yes, yes!! I'd love that!!"

You smile softly, before turning your attention to the sky and pointing. "Okay, see those up there? That's Ursa Minor..."

As you start to talk about the different constellations in the sky, Emu's gaze briefly wanders to you, and the content smile on your face.

They don't look so sad anymore, she thinks gleefully as she turns her attention back to the sky.

"Nene? What are you doing awake?"

The green-haired girl hesitates in the doorway, as if she's thinking carefully.

"I could ask you the same thing," she responds. "I just got up to get some water. Why are you out here?"

You feel pretty reluctant to tell her about your nightmare. It sounds embarrassing in your head to tell someone you had a nightmare, as if you were a child. You grow uncomfortable as your gaze drifts to your feet.

"...Can't sleep." Is what comes out of your mouth.

"So, you had a nightmare." Nene cuts in immediately, as if seeing right through you.

You clear your throat in embarrassment and turn away. You didn't expect her to figure it out so quickly. Was it that obvious?

Nene takes a couple steps closer. "Usually whenever I have a nightmare, I like to play some games for a while before I go back to sleep. It helps me get my mind off of it."

You glance back at her, brow furrowed slightly. "Don't you only play those violent shooter games? Wouldn't that just make it worse?"

"N-No," she splutters, cheeks tinged pink, "I-I don't just play those! I play some other things too..."

You can't resist the urge to smile at her embarrassment, which causes her to glare at you and huff.

"Do you want to play a game with me or not?" She demands.

You laugh slightly and nod. "Yes, I'd love to. Thank you, Nene."

She quickly turns around and heads back into the home. She's back soon enough, holding two handheld game consoles - yours and hers - as well as a blanket. She sits down on the ground, before tilting her head up to you.

"C'mon. Sit."

You sit beside her, pulling one end of the blanket around you as Nene takes the other half. You had just realised how cold you were, so you lean against her as you boot up the console.

"So, what do you wanna play?" You ask softly.

Silence. You thought maybe Nene was just thinking about it, but she's just not responding.

"Nene?"

She clears her throat as you prompt her. You catch a glimpse of her red face out of the corner of your eye. "Sorry. Um, I bought this game recently, and I think you told me you liked it...?"

You scan her screen quickly and sit up, beaming. "Oh, that's one of my favorite games!! I'd never thought you'd play it, because it's not really your style. Thank you, Nene!"

She hides her face in her hair as you speak so you don't see how red she's getting. Nene boots up the game as she speaks. "No... No problem, I guess."

You beam and continue resting your head on her shoulder as you open the game as well, eager to play it with your friend.

You come face-to-face with Rui, who's watching you with an odd expression. He's smiling as usual, but you can sense some concern in his gaze.

He walks over and leans on the railing beside you, before tilting his head in curiosity.

"Didn't expect you to still be awake at this hour," he comments casually. "What brings you out here?"

You look away, clutching the railing a little more tightly and bowing your head slightly. "Can't sleep."

"Are you sure? That's all?" Rui further prods, leaning his head on his arms. You feel like his piercing yellow eyes have already seen all your secrets, somehow.

You look away. "...Yeah. That's all."

You know that he knows you're lying, his soft "I see" after you speak tells you that much. You just can't bring yourself to talk about it right now.

You tilt your head down to stare at your hands. You're clinging to the railing so tightly that it's starting to hurt your hands, and you didn't even realise til now. You release your death grip, but continue resting your hands on it.

Suddenly, you hear something... mechanical? It sounds as if something is moving. You glance over to see some kind of contraption balancing on the railing. Instinctively, you put your hand around it, stopping it from falling off the railing just in case that would happen.

"R-Rui?!" You snap your head around to stare in bewilderment at the inventor. "You can't just put these guys on such precarious areas! What if it falls off and gets damaged?"

He only laughs at your fretting. "Its legs can stick to any surface it likes. Don't worry."

As if to prove this, the robot walks around the railing, hanging on underneath for a few moments before walking back up again. It beeps at you proudly.

You reluctantly remove your hands. "...Fine. What does it do, anyway?"

Rui pouts at you in the saddest way he can. "Ah, is walking around and sticking to surfaces not enough...? Don't you love him the way he is?"

The robot lets out a few small, sad beeps. Before you can respond to his antics, Rui's signature smile returns like it never left.

"Anyways, yes. It can create small projections in the air. For example..."

On queue, the circular top of the robot lights up, and a couple butterflies appear in the air, flying around without a care in the world. It was surprisingly realistic, enough that you were almost convinced that there were butterflies in front of you.

"...Woah." You breathe, watching in awe. "You made this?"

Rui nods, smiling warmly as the projections change - this time to a bird flying through the sky.

"You got its movements down so well," you murmur. You carefully reach out to brush your finger against it, but of course, it just goes right through. It is a projection, after all.

It lastly switches to a projection of jellyfish slowly floating through water, which makes you really excited. You love jellyfish, after all! They're just so pretty, and seeing them in front of you like this brings you so much joy. Even if it isn't real.

Rui chuckles at the way your eyes light up. "I had a feeling you'd like that one." He grins and leans his head on his hand as he continues watching you.

"And hey, you're not so down anymore, are you?"

You halt immediately, realising he's completely right. You'd totally forgotten about your nightmare thanks to Rui's little contraption.

"Yeah. Thanks." You offer him a small smile. "If you have them with you, could I see more of your robots?"

Rui's eyes flash with glee at being asked a question like that. "Why yes, of course! I'd be very glad to show you some more!"

He cups his hands and moves closer to you, where you can see a large variety of contraptions, way more than anyone would normally need to take anywhere.

Dumbfounded, you turn your gaze to him. "You seriously took all of these here?"

Rui shrugs, as if it's a normal occurrence for him. "I just enjoy being prepared. Now, look here. First, this one can bring small objects to you if you ask..."

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rizzyu · 6 months

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▵▿— 3am Teacher’s Lounge

Pairing: Satoru Gojo x gn! reader

Category: tooth-rotting fluff

Warning: reader is also a teacher, my own scenario where there are teacher dorms in Jujutsu High

Summary: You woke up with a sore throat in the middle of the night, so you decided to drink some tea in the teacher’s lounge, only to find Satoru unable to sleep as well.

A/N: bro it's much faster when I have a clear idea of every single "scene" in a fic rather than writing when I only have an overall idea god damn...

Blurriness filled your vision as you slowly opened your eyes. Drowsiness shrouds over you as pain radiates from your throat. You sat up on your bed while swallowing thickly, futilely attempting to get rid of the soreness. Your eyes dart over to the digital clock sitting on the nightstand beside your bed. 3:14am. Lately you’ve been getting less and less rest due to all the meetings and new missions you were given. Appearances of curses were increasing rapidly after all.

With a groan, you pulled yourself off the comfort of your bed. You slowly treaded out of your dorm room before heading over to the kitchenette in the teacher’s lounge to make yourself a cup of tea to soothe your sore throat. As you pour the freshly boiled water into the cup, colour spreads from the tea leaves in the tea bag, and warm steam ascends into the air. You inhaled softy, taking in the tranquillity unfolding around you.

“What’re you doing up so early?” You abruptly turned your head around upon hearing a voice behind you, only to see Satoru treading towards you with his hands tucked in his pockets. The snow-haired man wore a wide-collared black t-shirt, tan pants and rectangular framed sunglasses, even though the sun was long gone. His face was adorned with his typical wide smirk. Though you’d never admit it verbally, but you had always found him looking captivating in his casual clothes (as if he wasn’t already usually).

“You’ve already been lacking rest. You won’t get any energy if you keep sleeping late but waking up early.” Satoru watched you over his sunglasses as he leaned against the fridge. “I can’t if I have such a sore throat.” You responded, “But wait, why’re you up early then?” He chuckles, “Because I have had enough sleep.” Satoru got off the fridge and went over to the couches at the centre of the lounge. Light from the fireplace illuminating his face as he watched the fire dance around. “Besides, I felt a bit lonely by myself. I wanted some company y’know?”

You felt your cheeks heat up a little at his words. And you only hummed in response as you sat next to him on the couch with your cup of freshly brewed tea. You quietly sipped on your tea as you both sat there comfortably in silence. Only the gentle noises of fire crackling radiated through the room.

You gently placed your cup down onto the coffee table after you finish your tea. “Is your throat feeling better?” Satoru asked with a tender voice as you set down your cup. You returned him with a nod and a bright smile. “Yeah, much better” You leaned on your seat on the sofa with a sigh. “You’re right, I haven’t been getting enough rest lately. But for some reason, I can’t can any even if I got the time to.” You turned over to look at Satoru when you felt his fingers tenderly comb through your hair. “Me neither” Satoru pulled you closer to him, hand still stroking your hair as a soft smile tugged on his plump, glossy lips. “Try to sleep now.” Your cheeks were practically burning now. And you were hoping that Satoru doesn’t notice how flushed your cheeks were and how fast your heart was beating.

He did but decided to keep quiet about it.

On one hand, you were nervous as hell to be this intimate with Satoru. But on the other hand, this was quite comforting. It was extremely rare to see Satoru acting like this. Usually he'd be all silly like a little child. If only everyone else could see how much of a sweetheart he could be. But for the first time in a long time, you felt yourself peacefully start to drift off to sleep. But right when you were about to close your eyes, Satoru shifted the position to him lying on the couch, with you lying on top of him, legs tangled with each other. Satoru had an arm draped on your waist, keeping you impossibly closer to him. Normally you would’ve mentally squealed from the intimacy, but just this once you let it slide. Besides, Satoru turned out to be a pretty comfortable mattress as well.

With a drowsy voice you spoke “Have I ever told you how much I love you?” Satoru’s smile widened at your words. “I already know.” He chuckled lightly, before leaning down to press a soft, lingering kiss to your lips. “Now go to sleep.” And before your body succumbed to slumber, you felt Satoru press one last quick kiss to your forehead.

imagine the other teachers (especially Nanami) walking on you two sleeping on each other the next morning

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stinkyme · 1 year

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Hi! I couldn’t find the request state, I’m so sorry if they’re closed :c but if it’s okay, may I request Dazai, chuuya and tecchou when In the middle of a very cold night, s/o starts trembling because of the cold? So much fluff if that’s possible ^^

Hello darling! You got the right request state and of course you can, I apologize for the wait, I hope you like it and enjoy it! :) <3

Format is a short scenario :)

CW/TW: SFW, none besides some cursing on Chuuya's part; GN!reader, pet names (baby, darling, angel), fluff

I apologize for any mistakes in advance! :)

Let me warm you up || Dazai, Chuuya, Tecchou x Reader (separated)

Dazai Osamu

Dazai and you made a deal to stay over at his place tonight. You were quite excited because it was a long time since the two of you were able to finally have some alone time given so much work both of you had. You had an amazing night, filled with catching up, lighthearted gossiping, giggles, cuddles, watching movies and simply enjoying each other's presence and at some point two of you fell asleep. You don't exactly remember when you fell asleep but you woke up suddenly shaking due to feeling so cold. You were sure it wasn't this cold before but you couldn't really focus due to your whole body convulsing as your teeth started chattering. Your movement most likely woke up Dazai as his soft voice filled your ear.

"Are you okay? What's wrong?" Dazai whispered in a sleepy tone, his warm lips faintly brushing over your earshell sending more shivers down your spine as he put his palm over your forehead.

"I am cold." you responded quickly as you took a deep breath trying to ease up the tensed muscles.

"You are not sick, which is good but let me warm you up baby." he said in a raspy but somehow still milky voice as he pulled you in towards him.

"Turn around for me, can you do that?" he was still whispering and you nodded, quickly turning around and facing him. He threw his leg over you as well as his arm, squeezing you tightly. He moved his other arm under your head making it rest on his dim biceps as his forearm and gentle hand rested on your back. He quickly moved his other hand away from hugging you, tucking you under the blanket, making sure your back is fully covered and slowly putting it back where it was before, once again squeezing you close to his body. He was gently rubbing your back with his hands making you feel warmer.

"Is it a bit better now?" he was murmuring out and you nodded, moving your body more into his. You were getting sleepier as you kept getting warmer and feeling safe in his soft and loving embrace. Dazai started humming, closing his eyes, his silvery voice lullabying to sleep as your body kept relaxing more and more.

"Tomorrow I might tell you I turned off heat on purpose but until then, sleep well my love." he made a confession through a faint whispering as you shoot your eyes open, making his eyes widen as his lips curled downwards.

"You did what?" you questioned in a sleepy but accusing tone.

"I have no idea what you are talking about, go back to sleep baby." he was trying to trail away from the topic as his expression changed, a sly smirk appearing on his face.

"Dazai Osamu if you don't turn on that heat right-" you were getting worked up when Dazai cut you off.

"Tell me, are you feeling warm now?" he kept trailing off in his usual, just quieter tone.

"I do but that's not the point, you-" you were trying to explain in a slightly louder tone as he cut you off again.

"Then we don't need heat, plus do you really want me to leave you here to be...alone...without me...without my loving arms…to keep you warm…?" he was making little pauses between his remarks trying to gain your sympathy as he faked being hurt.

"Oh shut up. Fine. I just don't get the point of you doing this." you exclaimed in a slightly annoyed tone but deep inside you didn't mind.

"Well it was a fun way to get you to cuddle me." he replied teasingly, squeezing you even tighter.

"What-" you tried to ask him another question but your voice got muffled by him squeezing your head into his chest.

"Shhh, don't worry your pretty head about that. Now just let me keep you warm." he whispered out, pulling away, his gaze lovingly tracing your features. You gave up on trying to understand his reasoning, head snuggling into his chest as you closed your eyes. He started moving his fingers sensuously through your hair sending more shivers down your spine. Soft humming was filling up the room again making you slowly drift off to sleep, your body and mind feeling cozy, warm and loved in Dazai's arms.

"I love you, Y/N. Sleep tightly, my love." he whispered out, finger gently brushing over your cheek as his eyes were scrutinizing your sleepy face as if he was wondering how you felt so peaceful with him. He was slowly tucking the blanket behind your back one last time making sure he doesn't wake you up, putting his hand back on your head and kissing your forehead, leisurely drifting off to sleep himself, feeling just as peaceful and warm as you.

Chuuya Nakahara

Two of you were spending time in Chuuya's apartment after going out for dinner. Both of you finished showering and changing in more comfortable clothes. He had some paperwork to do but you wanted to sleep because you were tired.

"I just have some things to finish but I promise I will join you soon. Let me at least tuck you in, darling." he was insisting in a soft yet raspy tone and you nodded, yawning sleepily. Chuuya and you went to the bedroom and you laid under the blanket quickly, a faint smile appearing on your lips as you were waiting for him to tuck you in. His lips curled into an amused smirk as a mellow chuckle escaped his throat. Chuuya started tucking the blanket around you, hands gently pressing the fabric on all sides, making sure your whole body was nicely covered. He was straightening the edges behind your back and finishing up the process as your eyes began to close, sleepiness overpowering you. Chuuya's face leaned in near yours, his warm lips placing a loving kiss on your forehead. Your blissful smile was slowly melting away from your face as you were falling asleep.

"I will be in my work room so I don't disturb you, sweet dreams angel." he was saying under his breath, tender and amorous gaze trailing over your sleepy expression. He was admiring you for a while and finally slowly taking his leave, quietly closing doors behind him. He went into his work room and started working on paperwork for the Port Mafia that had to be done.

Some time has passed and Chuuya began noticing the cold sensation that suddenly made his focus trail away from the papers.

"What the hell now?" he exclaimed to himself as he got up to check the radiators that were stone cold. He was frowning as he was checking the ventil, however it worked perfectly.

"Shit." he spat out under his breath as he took his phone to call technicians and see what he could do about this.

"Come on, pick up assholes." his voice was still quieter than usual, one foot repeatedly tapping on the floor as he was waiting for their response.

"Hello? Yeah, Chuuya Nakahara here, my heat stopped working and I was wondering if something was on my side or-" he got cut off by the technician on the other side of the call.

"Sorry sir, everyone's heat got cut off due to some issue in the central heat system, we can't do anything right now, you will have to wait a few hours." tehnician answered calmly and politely.

"You gotta be kidding me! It's freezing, did you go outside? How do you expect people to sleep in this cold?!" Chuuya questioned in a highly annoyed tone, getting slightly louder than before.

"Sorry sir, there's just as much as we can do as for now." man answered and hung up, leaving Chuuya insanely irritated. He clicked his tongue, mind still focusing on how to fix this before you wake up. He was pacing around the room, meanwhile you already woke up, your whole body shivering as you moved into fetus position trying to warm yourself up, gripping the blanket tightly. Chuuya kept pacing for a while when he heard your little sniffles and almost ran into the room.

"Angel, you are awake. I am so sorry, they cut off the heat, something in the central system..bastards..oh you are shivering, hold on, let me warm you up." he was jumping from topic to topic as he went to the huge closet that was filled with blankets and took out three thickest ones, clumsily walking towards you. He put them on the end of the bed, swiftly picking one up, spreading it in air and letting it drop over your body. He repeated the process with two other blankets and started adjusting them nicely around your body, tucking you in for the second time. You began to feel warmer and warmer due to heavy, cozy and fluffy blankets as well as Chuuya's tucking.

"Why don't you join me? It must be cold for you as well." you questioned Chuuya in a drowsy tone as your eyelids kept opening and closing slowly, a second wave of sleepiness washing over you. You moved from fetus position to the usual one as your muscles kept relaxing and untensing.

"I want to stay up and make sure you are not uncovering yourself." he was whispering out, voice sweet and loving.

"I have three heavy blankets over me, it's very unlikely. Now, get in here." you were convincing him in a sleepy yet firm tone making Chuuya nod as he quickly got under the blankets with you. You dropped the blanket over his body, putting your hand briskly under the covers and right around Chuuya's waist as you put your leg over him, hugging Chuuya tightly. He moved his arm under your head as his other arm wrapped around you, pulling you closer to his body as it rested around you.

"Sleep tight angel, make sure to have some sweet dreams." he whispered, his warm breath covering your face.

"I will baby, you make sure to get some sleep as well. I love you." you said sleepily as your eyelids became heavier, quickly drifting off to sleep as warmth completely relaxed your whole body.

"I love you more and I will, don't worry." he replied gently, even though he didn't really sleep as he said he would. Chuuya was waking up almost every hour out of concern that you got uncovered or cold again. He would check up on you and with utmost care tuck blankets around you more in just in case which is why he didn't feel very rested in the morning, but he didn't regret it one bit as long as you are warm and comfortable.

Tecchou Suehiro

Tecchou and you had a mission and had to spend the night in the woods during a very cold night so you put on some fire as you shared one blanket that was covering your backs. You have set the tent before so now Tecchou was observing ants and naming each one of them, explaining their hierarchy to you as his honey-like voice kept making you sleepy and drowsy. Listening to wood cracking under steady fire as well as Tecchou's soft tone made your eyelids grow more and more heavy. You put your head on Tecchou's shoulder, slowly dozing off.

"Hm? Oh, are you getting bored Y/N?" he inquired in his usual tone making you jump from suddenness.

"Oh? No, no. I am sorry, your voice has been putting me to sleep as well as the fire." you replied with genuinity in your voice as Tecchou's face remained the same.

"So, is my voice boring you out? Should I switch it up?" he questioned in as genuine of a tone as yours was, making you giggle.

"That's not what I meant, I was already sleepy and I like your voice so as you kept talking it made me sleepier, not because I am bored but because it comforts me. Do you understand?" you explained in a loving and soft tone as Tecchou's lips curled into a dim smile.

"I do now, well...should we go to sleep? We have huge things to do tomorrow so I guess that's the best choice right now." he answered his own question which made you giggle even more as you got up and put off the fire with water from a bottle.

"I agree with you...even though I wish I asked you to do Jouno's or Teruko's voice, I wonder how that would sound." you kept giggling as you got inside of the tent. Tecchou was following right behind you, his expression revealing he was thinking about what you've said. You got inside your sleeping bag and unfortunately they were kinda bigger than you expected so a lot of air kept coming inside, making you slightly cold but you were too tired to think about it. You fell asleep almost instantly, not even saying good night to Tecchou as he got inside his sleeping bag, still thinking about what you said and how he would do the voices, practicing them inside his head, however falling asleep quickly after.

Around forty fives later, a biting and sharp wind started howling through the branches as it sneaked inside your tent and further into your sleeping bag, waking your already cold body up. You opened your eyes as you took a deep breath, chest slightly hurting from your muscles tensing up. You were trying to keep quiet so you don't wake Tecchou up but he was already awake from the combinated loudness of the branches and wind. He took notice of your body shivering and tensing up as the thin fabric of the sleeping bag kept stretching from your movement.

"Baby? Wait, let me warm you up." he whispered out sleepily, gently rubbing his eye as he got out of his sleeping bag. He was kneeling towards you and swiftly undid the zipper of your sleeping bag.

"Can you get up for me? We can share my hoodie. It's painfully oversized, I can probably fit five people inside." he said in a soft tone as his hand gently rubbed your arm. You nodded, slowly getting up as your muscles kept shriveling. Tecchou undid his zipper and went behind you, his heated and thin T-shirt clothed chest pressing on your back as he wrapped the hoodie around you and pulled the zipper up. You put your knees up and rested your arms around your legs as he pulled the hoodie further over them, making you cozy and warmer. His clothed arms wrapped around your body as the two of you kept snuggling for a while, your body kept slowly reheating.

"It will be hard to sleep like this, you know?" you told him as a soft chuckle escaped your throat.

"You think?" Tecchou took that as a challenge and swiftly pulled you down with his body, the two of you laying over your sleeping bag as your eyes widened for a quick moment due to his rapideness.

"Well...how will we close the zipper of a sleeping bag?" you were teasing him playfully making Tecchou squint his eyes as he realized his mistake.

"Makes sense...well take my hoodie." he got up without any warning, making you scoff as your body got pushed by him.

"Can you at least give me a heads up before you do something?" you asked him in a slightly surprised tone as he stayed silent, moving his upper body swiftly and getting out of the hoodie. You put your arms inside the sleeves, turning towards Tecchou, a worried expression appearing on your face.

"What about you though? You can't stay in that thin shirt the whole night." your voice kept expressing worry and care making Tecchou chuckle lightly.

"Heh, I will be fine. My body is always high in temperature so I will be okay and we can sleep together in your sleeping bag therefore I will also be warm." he reassured you and you nodded as the two of you got inside the bag, your back pressing against his front. He put his arm around you pulling you closer to him as you put your hand over his forearm, squeezing it gently. Wind was slowing down just as your body got completely reheated, breathing syncing up with Tecchou's.

"Now you can sleep nicely baby. Have sweet dreams." he said the second part of his sentence in some mixture of demonic and high pitched tone making you shoot your eyes open.

"What the hell was that?" you asked him concerned as your heart started beating slightly faster.

"Oh, I was imitating Jouno." he answered in his usual tone, making you sigh out.

"Never do that again. Please." you said sharply, closing your eyes as you kept getting sleepier.

"Hm...fine. I think I did a great job though. Now, sleep well angel and have some lovely dreams. I love you." he whispered out, placing a gentle kiss on the back of your head. You were giggling as you squeezed his forearm.

"You did, that's the problem." you laughed out as you moved his hand closer to your lips and kissed it. Tecchou chuckled at your confirmation.

"Sleep well Tecchou, I love you more." you whispered out, closing your eyes as warmth and coziness kept filling up your body, two of you quickly dozing off to sleep feeling safe, secure and comfortable.

The End :) <3

Special thanks to my loveliest @iovetecchou for helping me with preface for Chuuya and Tecchou, I love you :D <3

I hope you liked it and enjoyed it! :) <3

Thank you for the request one more time and huge thanks to everyone for supporting me and being nothing but kind, I deeply appreciate it :) <3

Huge kisses on the forehead for everyone :3

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starrydixon · 1 year

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Restless

*Requested from this ask :)*

Era: Prison Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Reader Pronouns: She/Her Word Count: 2.2k Warnings: language, anxiety, nightmares, brief descriptions of typical twd violence/gore, comfort-fluff!!

Summary: After another nightmare startles you awake in the middle of the night, you find it hard to fall back to sleep. Your boyfriend Daryl comes to the rescue when he senses your spot beside him in bed is empty.

“You should be sleepin’.” Daryl drawled as his gravelly voice sounded from the doorway behind you as you stood outside on the bridge that connected one cellblock to another.

“I’m sorry for waking you.” Your voice was barely above a whisper, mental and physical exhaustion making you too weary to sound any louder.

Although you didn't directly wake Daryl up when you snuck out of your shared cell, despite him being a notoriously light sleeper, the archer seemed to have a sixth sense about you and only awoke when his subconscious didn’t feel you beside him anymore. Daryl wasn’t surprised when he rolled over and only felt a cold mattress under his hand after blindly searching for your figure in the dark.

“Don’t gotta be.” Daryl quickly dismissed as he shuffled over so he was standing beside you. Wordlessly, he handed you a cup of water that he knew you needed. You always got cottonmouth after being awoken from a nightmare, and often neglected the task of getting yourself some water so you could relieve the dryness in your throat.

“You rarely sleep, and I woke you up.” You insisted after taking a few gracious sips of the refreshing water. Your head ducked in shame and your posture slumped in defeat when you thought back to the image of Daryl’s sleeping figure snoring into his pillow only a few moments ago.

“Was probably gonna wake up anyway from my own hellish mind, so I should be thankin’ ya for sparin’ me the trouble.” Daryl glanced over at you as a half smile lifted one corner of his mouth. He was unsure if his attempt at comforting you worked, judging by the worry line that only seemed to deepen between your furrowed eyebrows.

A bittersweet silence fell over you both as you looked out at the darkened landscape of the prison yard and shadowy trees that lined the woods in the distance. Through the holes of the wired fence in front of you, your gaze would occasionally skim over the darkened outlines of the lifeless walkers as they stalked around the most outer fence. If you strained your hearing just enough, you could make out their groans and snarls. You tried to ignore their burdening presence as much as possible.

“What was it about this time?” Daryl lightly prodded; not wanting to upset you and make you even more uncomfortable than you already were, but still wanting to give you the chance to open up if you chose too.

“Those dead assholes over there.” You scoffed while pointing an accusing finger at the walkers that lined the fence. “I’m pretty sure I was just about to get torn to bits before waking up.”

Before the end of the world happened, going to sleep was a way for you to escape from the daily stresses of your once domestic life. Although it wasn’t the healthiest coping mechanism, it worked for you. After coming home from a particularly demanding work shift, you’d often take a nap the second your head hit the pillow of your couch. If you had the type of day that required you to be on your feet all day, you’d look forward to the moment you’d be able to sleep the stress away in the comfort of your bed.

The escape that sleep once gave you was now taken away, thanks to the apocalypse. The horror, anxiety, and daily stress that came with living in a corrupt world didn’t leave you even when you slept. It haunted your consciousness during the day, and infiltrated your dreams whenever you managed to get a couple of hours of shuteye. Your dreams were no longer filled with weird scenarios that often made you laugh for the few moments you could remember them whenever you awoke in the morning. All you knew now were nightmares that seemed far too plausible for your liking.

Some nights you’d dream about your new found family getting eaten by walkers: hearing their pained and desperate pleas for help that your dream prevented you from giving them. Other times, you’d dream about their walkerfied corpses chasing you, trying to tear your flesh apart in order to satisfy their indefinite hunger. Most nights though, you’d dream about the Governor. His voice haunted you as he spoke of his bloodlust for your family. You could vividly see him breaking down the protective fences surrounding the prison as he came back for vengeance. Just before you awoke, the last thing that would be engraved in your mind’s eye would be the bloodbath the dictator would leave in his wake.

The gruesome and haunting images of walkers and the Governor isn’t what scared you the most, it was the fear of losing the ones you loved.

You would often fight sleep for as long as you could, just so you could avoid those poignant dreams. This resulted in you volunteering to take the nightly watch shift. You took as many shifts as you could, which was a lot since a majority of the people who lived in the prison were more than willing to give their shift to you. That coping mechanism got shut down before it even had the chance to start, since Daryl quickly caught wind of your extensive nightly shift-load. In a rare move, the archer had personally reported to the board to demand that they restrict the number of shifts you could take in a week.

Daryl didn’t push matters, as he often let you come to him when you were ready to talk about whatever it was that was bothering you. However, he cared about your well being tremendously and grew concerned when he began to notice just how dark and heavy the circles and bags under your eyes were getting. You couldn’t be mad at the archer for too long, since his attentiveness was quite endearing.

Whenever you did manage to fall asleep, a distressing nightmare would commonly wake you up with a start a few hours later. Much like tonight, your eyes would dart around every wall and dark corner that made up your tiny cell like a ritual, and you would struggle to differentiate between what was fiction and reality due to the disorienting fog that clouded your brain.

From the cold sweat you had accumulated while you slept, your mismatched pajama set stuck to your body like glue; drenched and causing chills to wrack through your bones. Your body would still be in fight or flight mode, adrenaline surging through your veins and causing anxiety to keep you from finding sleep once again.

Daryl didn’t know how to respond. Everything he thought of saying would only make him sound like a broken record. You knew you were safe within the prison walls, and that walkers wouldn’t get to you unless you ventured outside the protective fences. You knew that Daryl would do everything in his power to protect you from harm if it ever came your way. You knew that he, Michonne, and yourself were going above and beyond to try to find the governor and take him down once and for all.

The only thing Daryl could do was wrap his arm around your shoulders and pull you into his warm chest. You practically melted into his touch, your achy muscles going limp as you basked in his comforting embrace. No words had to be said between you two during times like these; his presence was enough to calm you down and make the looming aftershocks of your nightmare become still once again.

“I wish it got easier…living like this.” You admitted in a whisper as your gaze drifted back towards the dark prison yard.

Daryl could relate to what you were feeling, he felt it too. It was hard not to. A pang shot through his chest in empathy. “It ain’t supposed to be…if we don’t feel it, then we’re just as bad as those assholes out there.” Daryl expressed earnestly after a few moments of stilled silence had passed.

You didn’t respond. Instead, you pried your eyes away from the looming figures of the walkers that swayed in the distance and hid your face in Daryl’s chest.

“What do ya wanna do?” Daryl asked gently as he adjusted his chin against your head. His large hand rubbed soothing strides up and down your arm before moving to your back.

“I don’t know.” You admitted with your eyes closed. Your body was practically screaming at you to go to sleep, as the exhaustion was threatening to forcibly knock you unconscious. You didn’t know if you were ready to reface the daunting shadows that made up your tiny cell and practically suffocated you every time you laid down for the night.

Swallowing the lump that was beginning to form in your throat, you lifted your head up from Daryl’s broad chest just enough to look at his moonlit face. “Would you make fun of me if I lit a candle?”

“What, like a nightlight?” Daryl raised an eyebrow as he glanced down at you. His heart simultaneously broke and swelled at the sight of the pout that contorted your fatigued face.

“Sort of.” You mumbled in embarrassment while ducking your eyes from him. Letting out a chuckle, Daryl tightened his arms around your body.

“Nah, I won’t make fun of ya…at least not tonight.”

Groaning in embarrassment at his goading, you weakly whacked Daryl in the chest with your open palm. You could feel heat rush to the tips of your ears and the apples of your cheeks at your rather juvenile request. With your head still laid on Daryl’s chest, you turned so your gaze fell back onto the darkened prison yard for one last lingering glance.

“Alright, let’s go.”

Daryl kept his arm wrapped over your shoulders as he led you back into the cellblock and into the dank and small cell you now called home. Although you avoided looking at him as you struck a match to light the candle that sat on the nightstand, you knew Daryl was smirking at you; and most likely having hundreds of teasing remarks burning the tip of his tongue.

With a sigh, you slipped out of your slippers and set your hunting knife back on the nightstand before getting into bed. Daryl already had an arm open for you, waiting for the moment you’d scoot yourself into his side and rest your head on his chest. The archer didn’t mind when you spent the next few moments squirming around beside him, struggling to find a comfortable position that wouldn’t flare up your sensitive anxiety. When you did find that sweet spot, your muscles relaxed as you let the feeling of Daryl’s soothing heartbeat settle your heightened nerves.

“Thank you.” You murmured into the material of Daryl’s cotton black t-shirt after a few moments of comfortable silence had passed.

“For?” Daryl was genuinely unsure about what you were thankful for as he couldn’t recall doing anything within the last twenty minutes or so that was worthy of gratitude.

You felt the pads of Daryl’s calloused fingers trail up and down your spine and occasionally massage your scalp, not only bringing you comfort, but for himself as well. Your fingers traced random designs on the expanse of his chest as you thought of a way to accurately express what you were feeling and thinking.

“For helping me.” You stated simply before lifting your head up slightly so you could peer up at him. Daryl scoffed lightly at your notion before tightening his arms around your frame. Your eyes closed as he placed a kiss on your hairline.

“Told ya it’s nothin’,” Pausing, Daryl looked down at you and raised his hand to gently sweep a few strands of loose hair from out of your face. “It don’t matter what time of day or night it is, I’ll always be here for ya…you know that.”

You didn’t know if it was the sleep deprivation, the crash that followed the adrenaline rush you had, or both, but your eyes began to pool with salty tears that stung the corners of your eyes. Daryl’s thumb caressed over your cheek and you found yourself melting into the comforting touch. Nodding your head in acknowledgment, you leaned forwards and placed a gentle kiss on Daryl’s lips. The archer found himself holding the back of your neck more securely so he could deepen the kiss as a way to wordlessly express to you how much he meant what he had previously stated.

Soon, when the kiss you two shared had simmered down, you settled back down against Daryl’s chest and watched the dim light of the candle flicker against the concrete walls that surrounded you. Daryl’s hand resumed its soothing motions on your back. The longer you laid like that, basking in the safety that Daryl’s arms gave you, impending sleep began to loom over you.

When you heard Daryl whisper the three words that always filled your heart with warmth and caused your stomach to flutter, you allowed sleep to overcome you with a smile uplifting the corners of your mouth.

A/N: Thank you to the anon for this request! I hope you enjoyed and thank you for reading!❤️

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riddles-fiddles · 9 months

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The pregnancy scenario is so gorgeous, I love!! And perfect timing, I literally had a dream the night before about having a kid with Leona and Idia (two different dream timelines of the same scenario converging later as a kind of after party). I thought you might get a kick out of my brain’s toy box nonsense :3

The Leona timeline was very sweet, him comforting me after someone attempted to kill me for imperfect human genetics, and then getting me pregnant to spite the killer. Idia was too nervous to kiss me to wake me up from a Maleficent curse sleep. He eventually woke me up and we then had a kid who I think was called Scoot? Started with an S and had a double O in the middle.

At the after party scene, both the kids looked like the Tsums of the father, since my brain struggles to render babies in sleep XD But the fathers were both thrilled and proceeded to show them off to everyone around them!

Honestly this is so cute anon!!! You're making me want to write more domestic scenarios with the boys,,,

Leona knocking you up in spite from the killer is so him lmao but ohhhhh think if the killer was hired by his parents to erase you out of his life. Just makes Leona more possessive of you, so when you finally grow a bump visible enough he'll be walking around with his hands always somewhere on your body, making sure to let everyone know you are his most perfect human mate (and he'll personally throw hands at anyone who even dares look at you with any hint of disgust or mockery). When the baby arrives, Leona is so lively - his lazy demeanor never truly leaves his soul, but at least now he has one motivation to get up from bed and slack off - especially if it's a girl! I can totally see him being such an endearing girldad, the type to make feminine voices when playing house and always getting so invested when throwing fake tea parties, also gets his daughter the biggest unicorn on the fair, no matter if he needs to go through some ridiculous game. Either be it a girl or a boy, Leona's favourite thing to do is go to small walks with his baby on his shoulders, squealing in excitement from all the stimuli around them, teaching them about everyday things like what is a butterfly, why birds chirp, and so on. You could say your child really did bring a light to Leona's life.

Idia... he wants to give the baby an unique name, or something regarding the online games or otaku media he consumes, but all you need to do is bat your eyelashes and hold his hand in a death gentle grip to sort his mind out of this idea. Idia's very nervous and overly cautious around the baby, always, and easily freaks out from the smallest ractions - when the baby sneezes, when they cough, even innocent, bright squeals sends him spiraling into an anxious coma. He's horrified of the idea of accidentally dropping his own child or just hurting them in some way, so he's always with a firm grip around the head and body, sustaining them even with trembling hands. He's very dedicated though, so Idia is always close to them, literally. He'll have the baby secured against his chest in a baby carrier while gaming, sometimes making effect sounds to amuse them; you know they truly are Idia's child from the way they look so enthralled to the screen, curious eyes scanning every move, every change of scenario like they're actually understanding something. He finds it annoying to go out in public with them though! His child is just so freaking cute with their cheeks so rosy and squeezable every stranger wants to talk and cuddle them, making Idia feel proud and at the same time mortified, fighting the urge to just turn heels and run back home as fast as possible. Idia doesn't care what gender his child is, but you can be sure he'll want to dress them in gamer onesies and clothing. 'Player three' and 'level 1 human' kinda shit, you know? But he will neeeeever admit he's doing it because he secretly finds it cute; god forbid Idia Shroud enjoying something so normie. Cringe.

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IMPORTANT: Hello! My old account, Lovemari, got deleted. Therefore, I had to make a new one. I'm honestly pretty upset about this so I'll take some time to recover! Thankfully, all my posts are saved as I write them in google docs before posting. Please like and reblog so I can reach my old followers and potentially new ones!

Cat Date - Wanderer x Reader

Reminder: I'm not an experienced writer so construction criticism is always welcome! Also, I write for fun. I just wanted to share my work around the world!

Pairing: Wanderer x Reader

Synopsis: Wanderer asks you on a date in a strange way.

Notes: Let's be honest, in this fict, the cats were Wanderers wingcat lol. Also, not my proudest fict but I still like the scenario!

Recently, Dove, your cat has been acting odd. She's gone the entire day and comes back meowing at your door in the middle of the night, ruining your whole sleep schedule.

You believed it to be some kind of cat ritual or anything else that's crazy. Though, one day, or night to be exact, you found yourself quite curious. Dove hasn't been at your door for 2 days.

What do you do? You got up, at 12 in the night, and went to the neighbors house. He's quite the strange guy, if you were honest. Still, you always thought he was a cat himself. If not, then he certainly acted like one. So why not pay him a visit.

You knocked on his door, and out came the bowl cut dwarf, “Ugh..you? What is it?” He grumbled, clearly annoyed that you woke him up. At this point, you were panicking, “I can't find Dove! Can you help?” You rushed, with thoughts of Dove lingering in your mind. What if she was eaten by coyotes? Or even worse, stolen!

Your neighbor laughed, “I'm Wanderer, by the way.” He replied, as if nothing was happening. Before you could say anything Wanderer butted in, “Your cats with me. She's in love with my cat, Raven, for whatever reason. It's truly disgusting” He snickered, though, meaning no harm.

You blinked a couple of times before immediately rushing into his house. There, you saw Dove sleeping with Raven.

Swooping her up, you rushed out of the house. Wanderer stopped you before you could make your exit, unfortunately.

He gave you his number, “Tomorrow, 5:00, xxxx” He invited before smiling, “Let's have a cat date.” You gave him a weird look, was he drunk or something? Wanderer doesn't usually act like this.

You figured he wasn't right in the head so you rushed out, hoping he'll be sober in the morning.

You kissed Dove's head before turning off the night. Dove responded with an annoyed mew, clearly unhappy about you embarrassing her about her boyfriend. Unfortunately for her, you couldn't care less about a cat's love life.

You woke up early. You thought about it for a while but you decided you'd visit Scaramouche. Two reasons, actually. One, you wanted to make sure he wasn't drunk. Two, you didn't want to ditch him in case he wasn't drunk.

You got dressed and went to the place he mentioned. It was a cat cafe. You didn't know he was into that stuff but honestly, you weren't surprised.

You walked into the cafe, immediately being welcomed by some girl. You nodded, a little creeped out, before finding Scaramouche at a seat. You walked to him, “Hey.” You greeted. He looked at you, “About yesterday? I'm sorry.I was drunk.” He replied, quickly. He must be embarrassed.

You checked, “I figured.” your laughter stopped as you saw Wanderer blushing, playing with his hands, “I like you. That part was true” He confessed, his voice low and quiet.

You were surprised, to say the least. This man sure had a strange way of confessing but you found it cute.

You figured, it was too early for dating. Especially because you rarely talk to Wanderer. Still, there was something about him you enjoyed, “How about we have more cat dates before we decide what's best?” You teased, referring to when Wanderer was drunk. Wanderer nodded, acknowledging your tease and accepting it.

You could both see the sparks between you two.

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lucky number 100 ~ lando norris

Summary: Lando finally gets the win he deserves in his 100th race.

Word count: 1.2k+

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100 races.

If someone had told you that you would be with Lando and see his 100th race with McLaren, you would've probably laughed in their face.

You and Lando have been together for years, you being by his side ever since he started his racing career. You had never missed a race, not a weekend went by when you weren't seen on the paddock proudly wearing your boyfriend's number on your back.

With the COTA Grand Prix coming up, it also being Lando's 100th race in Formula 1, it was safe to say he was more nervous than he usually was.

That is precisely the reason why it was 1 in the morning before race day and Lando couldn't get himself to go to sleep. Thoughts plaguing his mind, all sorts of scenarios regarding the race going through his head.

You had fallen asleep earlier that evening, having been exhausted by the qualifying and everything. However, you woke up a little past 1, stretching your arm over Lando's side of the bed in search for his warmth but you were met with the cold sheets, making you frown.

"Honey?" you called out, rubbing your eyes and waiting for a response.

When you couldn't hear anything, you pulled the covers off your body and took Lando's hoodie that had been discarded on the floor and pulled it over your head.

You opened the door to your bedroom and walked out, quietly searching for your boyfriend in the middle of the night.

You found him sitting on the couch in your living room, watching TV with the volume down with a lost look in his eye.

"Baby, what are you doing up? You need to get some sleep before tomorrow" you said, making your way over to him and sitting down next to him, snuggling up in his arms.

"Sorry, I couldn't sleep. Kept fidgeting so I decided to come out here so I wouldn't wake you up" he wrapped his arms around your shoulders and kissed your temple, savoring the feeling of your body snuggled up to his.

"What's got you worked up?" you whispered, trailing one of your hands up and down his chest, knowing it was one of the things that helped calm him down in any situation.

"The race, I guess" he shrugged, not being able to really pinpoint the trouble himself.

"What about the race?" you pushed, knowing he had to get whatever it was off his chest.

"I don't know, I just feel like everybody expects me to win because it's my 100th race and everyone will be disappointed if that doesn't happen and I'll let everyone down"

You nodded your head, understanding now where he was coming from.

A lot of his fans and people in the F1 business are constantly talking about him winning this race, how amazing it would be if he did it and how it has been long overdue, which obviously puts a tremendous amount of stress on him.

If he does deliver, he's going to be on top of the world. But if he doesn't, people are going to judge, they're going to talk shit and judge him.

"You don't have to listen to anyone. Screw what other people are saying, you don't need to put this pressure on yourself. Just drive how you know you can and let the result be whatever it may be. I'm still going to be proud of you, regardless if you end up being P1 or P20, baby" you raised your head and took his chin in your hands, making him look at you.

"You're not going to be disappointed if I don't win?" his voice was so soft and vulnerable, it made your heart break at the thought of possibly being anything but proud of him.

"Baby, no. I'll be proud of you if you finish first and I'll be proud of you if you finish last. That doesn't matter to me. All that I care about is that you are safe and come back to me in one piece. I love you, and I'm always going to support you in everything, but you need to stop letting these things get to you. You know what you're capable of, put that talent to use and have fun"

He sighed but a small smile made its way on his lips before he slowly nodded his head.

"You always know what to say, one of the many reasons why I love you" he leaned in and pecked your lips, bringing you into an even tighter hug afterwards.

"I should consider switching my job as a full-time wag to being a motivational speaker" you joked, enjoying the sound of his laugh filling the room.

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"10 minutes to go" Lando's engineer said as he poked his head in his driver's room where the two of you were hanging out.

Lando nodded and his engineer left, leaving the two of you alone again.

"This is it" he spoke up, looking at his hands which were fidgeting on his lap.

You took his hands in yours, intertwining your fingers with his in order to calm him down.

"Remember, don't push yourself too hard and risk crashing or getting hurt. It's not worth it. You'll get your win, baby, but don't push it today if it's not meant to be. Be safe, please"

Lando nodded and gave you a reassuring smile, kissing you deeply after you stopped talking.

You squeezed his hand as you pulled away and stood up, motioning that you should get going.

You walked with him until you got to his car, giving him one final kiss before he got into the car and put his helmet on.

Lando's engineer motioned for you to join him, giving you a pair of headphones so you could be up to date with everything happening.

You all watched the formation lap before every driver got into their respective positions. You held your breath as you saw the lights before it was time to finally begin the race.

Lights out.

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He did it.

He had won first ever race in F1.

You couldn't explain the pride and love that filled your heart when he was the first one to see the checkered flag.

He had absolutely dominated the whole race, managing to overtake every single car on the track and maintaining his position when it seemed that he might be under attack.

You don't think you had ever seen him drive better than he did today.

"Y/N! I did it!!!" he shouted as he ran to you, helmet and balaclava already off.

"I'm so proud of you, baby!!" you squealed and jumped into his arms, squeezing him like never before.

"Oh my God, I did it, my love. This is all for you" he exclaimed, holding you tightly and squeezing your waist.

"No, Lando. This is for you. You've been waiting your whole life for this, you've worked so hard all these years and today everything finally paid off. I'm proud of you to the moon and back, baby" you pulled away from the hug just enough so you could lean in and kiss him, pouring every single feeling of pride and adoration for him into the kiss.

"I love you so much" he muttered against your lips, refusing to let go of you when his PR manager called him for some interviews.

"I love you too, my winner"

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moumouton4 · 9 months

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Hi! I just discovered your blog and saw your request are open. I've had an crazy idea for a prompt or HC but never could being myself to write it so if you're willing/interested it would be great but no pb if not!

The idea is female reader being curious about having s*x inside tsukuyomi (hello, multiple Itachis at once in a timeless dimension? Yes, please).

In this scenario Itachi would be healthy and have EMS (reader has special powers and she was able to heal him and turn his MS into EMS a while back).

Anyway, the idea could have come to her in a dream. At first she's super embarrassed and doesn't even tell Itachi about her HAWT dream (he probably knows she has a steamy dream). She tries to shove the idea to the side but it's keeps creeping in. She acts weird around him every time he has his MS, she can't help fantasizing about it. After a while, he finally gets her to tell him why she's acting weird and what's been on her mind.

I'll let you decide how he reacts to this.

Thank you for reading!

And Everywhere : Sex In Tsukuyomi || Itachi Uchiha x fem!reader

A/n : Here it is finally ! I've never been so proud of writing something new. I think it turned out pretty great ! I really hope you'll like it ✨

Part 1 : Out Of Nowhere 🍳

Warnings : Penetrative sex, kinda dom Itachi, spanks, oral fem:receiver, fingering, sex inside Tukuyomi, Y/n has wet dreams, overstimulation, Y/n has synchronized orgasms, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it

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I don’t give permission to repost my work, if you want to share it just reblogue it

Word count : 2565

“Itachi… hnn that’s t-too much” you whined

“Shhh Sweetheart” he whispered hoarsly “I you can take me you can surely take several of us” and not even a second later you saw them close on you

You woke up with your hair sticky to your sweaty forehead. Your thighs were clenching and you could clearly feel the wetness dripping from your core. The throb was barely bearable

A sigh of relief escaped your lips when you turned on your side and saw the empty spot next to you. Itachi, according to the delicate smell of scrambled eggs filling the house, must have gone to make you both breakfast. You really hoped he didn’t see anything while he was still there

You quickly got out of bed and ran to the bathroom. You found yourself torn between the reflex to splash cold water on your face and the need to quickly relieve your legs from the growing ache between them. You went for the first one hoping it would help the lingering need to subside. At the moment it helped but you suspected that the effects would last

You made your way towards the kitchen, a casual smile plastered on your face, to hide your state of arousal so as not awaken his suspicions

“Good morning Beautiful” he said softly “Did you sleep well ?” he asked before leaving a kiss on your temple

“Y-yeah good. And you ?” you answered with a light blush coloring your cheeks

“Still as perfect as when I sleep with you” He headed for the table with two plates full of avocado toast and egg in hand. He served you before sitting down opposite you.

"And you weren't too hot last night" he remembered that the day before you'd looked a little feverish

You swallowed loudly, almost choking on your bread "N-no, it was fine"

"Are you sure ?" he placed a gentle hand on your forehead "You look like you might be hot"

You quickly shook your head “No no don’t worry I’m fine. It’s just… we are in the middle of Summer and it’s getting kinda hot ahah” you tried to reassure him but internally you slapped yourself “That’s not good job Y/n” ( and no because I’m French I’m not going to laugh hon hon, no one does this 💀 )

With that, he decided not to burden you any further and to talk about the fact that his Mangekyou Sharingan had evolved into an Eternal one. He could always talk about it later

Meanwhile, you struggled to concentrate on your food, the images of several of him tending to you not wanting to leave your mind. And you felt your legs squeeze together creating a little friction

You just wanted to ask him, to tell him about the fantasy you'd just developed, but the words failed you "No, it's much too embarrassing… He's a simple man, he's not extravagant… He'd never like that… What if he thinks it's weird ?" your train of thought was drowning you and you found yourself staring at your plate

As he was looking at you he couldn’t help but wonder what was one your mind though he decided against his own curiosity not to pry into things

You finally managed to extricate you from this awkward situation. But as you predicted, the cold water didn't have much effect, so you used the excuse of going for a shower to take care of your dripping cunt

The next few days promised to be even more difficult. Every night, despite all your efforts, you ended up in the same dream, reflecting your unspeakable fantasies. And of course, every morning you'd wake up hot, breathless and soaking wet

You knew that things started to get out of hand when one day after you just climaxed in your bathroom, your hands stayed between your legs unable to stop its motion. You clearly needed more, you needed him… and dare you say them

But Itachi was far from being dumb. Little by little he noticed you acting differently. You didn’t sit on his lap as much as before when you were eating or just watching the tv. You stopped taking showers together like you used too. And as if to add to the basket, it's been a while since you've been well… had sex. Not that he minded but sometimes he wanted to feel you closer, to use this intimate moment to strengthen you bond and also he can't hide this from himself he has needs - I mean he is an Uchiha, inevitably he has a high sex drive

But the fact that you distanced yourself from him made him feel a little self-conscious. He wondered if he'd done something wrong or if it was just you, whose flame had dimmed. He just hoped you weren't hiding anything serious from him

After all, you were his first and only. He discovered everything with you in this field. With some firsts memorably played and others a little more laborious. I mean you took his virginity and he took yours. You were the one and only who had seen him at his best, but also at his worst when he was the most vulnerable. And that’s why he didn’t want to go against your will. He trusts you more than he could ever trust anyone so if you think you don't need to talk about it. Well, that's his choice too

Though he couldn’t help but wonder when you’ll tell him. Because he can be patient but he has his limits, it’s not only about sex, it’s about sharing this connection with you. But if you distance yourself like he fears you might be getting sick of the whole thing of being with him

And that’s those thoughts that push him one day decide to finally address the subject. Whatever it might be

He approached you softly so as not to surprise you as you sat comfortably on the sofa, your back to him "Tell me Y/n if there was anything important or affecting your health you'd talk to me about it right ?" he looked unsure

You blinked slowly at his question "Y-yes of course why ?" but the stuttering only increased his concern.

"And otherwise everything's fine ? I mean we're fine ?" his question made your heart clench. Your hands delicately grasped his face as you spoke with conviction "Of course we are. What made you ask me that question ?" but in the back of your head you knew exactly why

"I-I'm sorry… it's just that for a while now I've felt you've been a bit distant. I must have been imagining things then…" he sensed that there was more to it than that, his gaze was directed towards the sofa cushions, he felt really bad. He was aware of various unfamiliar factors, such as the thin layer of sweat that glistened on your skin when you woke up, or the way your breathing quickened every time he mentioned or used his Mangekyou Sharigan during training. His face took on a rare expression of sadness

Which broke your heart. You took a deep breath and said "A-actually, there is something. But it's nothing serious, it's just that…" you stopped and met his gaze fixed in yours. He was waiting for an answer, he needed one "There's something I'd like to try. If you agree…"

"Anything for you" he said almost instantly

"It's been working me up for a while now and I was wondering if… by any chance… you could take me with you to your Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan's own dimension… to you know enjoy a good time together ?" by the time you finished that sentence your voice had dropped a lot, you were bright red. This time unable to look at him

He blinked s l o w l y as if you suddenly started speaking in another language. The cogs in his brain were turning at full speed "Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan… enjoy… together ?" he was trying to make something out of what you just said

And then suddenly it clicked in his mind "If she started to distance herself, was it because she was… excited ? So it wasn't fever but envy"

His eyes were very wide "Y-you want to make love i-inside the Tsukuyomi ?" he said almost in disbelief at his own words

You nodded slowly, unable to rely on your word, the words jammed directly into your throat with the way it was knotted

He swallowed the lump in his throat before speaking "Alright then" he didn't even want to question your desire because he trusted you completely. If you wanted it, there was a reason. Besides, everything you'd offered him in bed before had been good, so why shouldn't it be ? He tried to reassure himself, but couldn't stop the anxiety that came with the anticipation of what was to come

He turned his attention to his eyes to reveal the famous pupils that had been wetting your panties for nearly a week "Look into my eyes, Precious, will you ?" he gently took your hand to make you look in his direction

Your breath hitched as you crossed his red and black orbs. You concentrated on the spinning pattern, letting yourself gently sink into this other world over which you had no control

When you finally opened your eyes, you were stunned by the change of scenery. All around you was a red world, the ground and sky as far as the eye could see, creating a very intimate atmosphere. The few clouds above you didn't even seem to move, as if time had stood still. You felt his hand squeeze yours "Is everything all right here ?" he wanted to make sure you weren't uncomfortable "It's even better" you whispered breathlessly

He chuckled softly. He wondered what you had in mind, but he was beginning to suspect that to want to come to a parallel dimension where time was suspended and only he had control, you'd have to have a precise idea "So you have a precise idea or…" he trailed off

You tried to speak but your voice came out hoarse. You cleared your throat and tried again "We've already got to take off his layers-" you hadn't even finished your sentence when he snapped his fingers and as if by magic, you both found yourselves naked in front of each other. His discomfort dissipated little by little as he reveled in the power the Tsukuyomi gave him

You gasped at the consequence of his action. It all happened too quickly "And now ?" he continued

You didn't dare say it so you took a detour "I'd like the sensations to increase tenfold" and as if your words were orders

He took a step towards you and cupped your cunt in his hand, his palm applying light pressure to your clitoris "I see. But if I'd known it had such an effect on you, we'd have come sooner" he said, his fingers gently smearing your juices on your already sensitive sex

He gently pushed you backwards and just as you thought you were going to fall, you found yourself sitting on the lap of another Itachi who was sitting on a chair. His hands went straight to your waist and caressed your sides. You could clearly feel that he was hard

The one in front of you slowly got to his knees, he gently spread your legs and you watched his head move towards your center "Itachi- hmm" you moaned softly as his mouth pressed against your clit "Shhh don't worry we'll take care of you now" and with that he dived back in. His tongue worked hungrily as it lapped every drop of your sweet nectar

The other Itachi's hands slowly drifted to your breasts as he kneaded them softly before twisting your erect nipples between his fingers

"Knghh" you moaned loudly as you felt something entering you. But when you looked down between your legs Itachi was only licking your cunt, his face buried against your folds -Another hand, turned your head towards the right as another scene unfolded. The third Itachi, standing up next to you spoke “Look at that it seems you’re having fun there” and your eyes widening at the view of a fourth Itachi who was pounding… another YOU in a bed not so far away

You couldn’t help but feel his dick quickly railing you even if it was you who were getting railed at the moment

And if you thought it was going to stop… not even two minutes later you felt a sharp spank on your ass and a kiss right after. As you were already sitting down you suspected something else was going on. So you turned your head to look for another clone, it wasn't really easy because you couldn't concentrate with all the attention you were getting at the moment

Soon you saw the space around you filling up with other clones of you and Itachi, who clearly had no time to lose. You didn't know how you hadn't come yet, but you assumed Itachi had something to do with it

You were close to being overwhelmed, feeling kisses on your neck, on your lips, on your chest, fingers curling inside you, cocks bottoming out in a row, not to mention the Itachi who'd been eating your pussy for… well, you didn't even know how long it had been going on. But you trusted him to take care of you

And then as if he knew what you were thinking, you suddenly felt the knot in your stomach tighten "You're close aren't you my little Vixen ?" he whispered against your ear. At this point you didn't even know where the original was. You nodded briskly. Desperately trying to say the word "Pl- pl- ple"

"Don't worry, Sweetheart, let me help you finish properly" and with that you felt all the sensations accelerate. You came with a strangled scream you didn't even know you were capable of

On your couch in the comfort of your home, your body arched and you felt your juices running down your already soaked thighs "F-fuck… ugh I-tachi" you barely managed to speak

It felt like a hundred orgasms had hit you at once. You couldn't keep the spams out of your body even after the clones had gradually disappeared

Itachi, who surely had also come in his pants, held your shuddering body very close to his own to help you ground yourself back in reality. He didn't know why there was a mixture of excitement and anxiety at seeing you like this. But at least he was sure you'd enjoyed it

He let you bask in the afterglow of your more than intense love making

Then he took you gently into the bathroom and cleaned you up with cool water. Once he was satisfied with his work, he took you to bed. You'll probably need a lot of rest after this - cut to you sleeping for 48 hours !

Frankly, if you slept that much, you'd be the only one worried. He knew very well that you needed to rest he'd put you through it for 5h30 straight… let's just say it's going to be his dirty little secret for now

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imagines-babes · 1 year

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Could I request some qsmp quackity x reader fluff headcannons?

Thank you for the request. I will try my best to do this because I have never written headcannons. So please enjoy these headcannons (also these will be scenarios. Also some are fluff and others aren’t.). From the beginning till now.

Quackity Masterlist

Qsmp headcanons(q!quackity)

It was nothing out of the ordinary. But between you two it was like meeting an old friends or something. After that fist night, he was walking around asking everyone how they enjoyed their staying. When it was between him and you. They weren’t be a lot of words. Even if quackity was a talkative person. He just didn’t want to say something bad in front of you.

Slowly, he would visit everyday and tell you what his plans were. Telling some people to blow up someone bases. Which from a bird Marianna house was blown up.

He would convince you to try to steal. Or at least stall some time as he checks in their chest. Then later head to his house to split what he found.

He would give you a flower if he ever found one. But don’t expect it everyday.

When he was building his house, he would ask you to come check on it or stay there so he have someone to say he did build it by himself.

The more you would hang out, the more you both had a connection. And more you both stayed with each other some feeling start to grow strong.

Tilin

He was excited to have someone to show around and his egg was name tilin. The first person he showed to tilin was you. He was excited. You met tilin and saw the smile on his face. The smile that can outshine anything.

You three would always hang out. Quackity will show tilin how to build. But tilin would be better. As his father tilin was just as reckless but safe.

When it was night, quackity would sometimes drink, and when he does, tilin would leave to head to yours or Roire and Jaiden's house. Tilin will sleep to music. Holding something quackity has given to them.

Sometimes when quackity and tilin would stay over. Once tilin woke up before you and quackity to slip into your room. Seeing you both holding each other. Tilin would go inbetween you to sleep in the middle. You would make way for him as he smiles.

He would have one karaoke night only because tilin wanted to sing. So quackity sang my way. He started to sing his chest out as you cheered with a smile. Beside you tilin. Quackity held out his hand for you to stand beside him. You both started to sing. He takes one lyric as you take the other. With the song ending tilin would stare as he cheers saying kiss. You both would turn red putting tilin to sleep.

When quackity found out about tilin. He saw you there and Roier left the you both alone. He started to talk nonsense blaming slime. He blame you as well and started to shout. But you never said a word. He was a broken man that lost his child. He wanted to be alone but something in you didn’t want to leave. The more he said it the more his voice changed. So you left to stay on top of a hill. Just to stare at him as he cried.

He started to block everyone out. Not wanting to leave his house at all. You would try to knock on his door to see if he is willing to talk. Or even the password he gave you. But he changes it. He never opened the door. So you just talk to him through the door. He would hear you talk and it brought him peace. Besides Tilin he found a home with you

He sobered up. At night not to see anyone he would walk to your home. Seeing your lights always on. He would knock to you open them. He hugged you. Saying words to your shoulders. How he was a bad father? You would convince him not to.

When the funeral came, quackity said words about tilin. You step outside looking at a grave. To feel him stay beside you while you felt his had to hold it. He never once let go of your hand. We were both teleported to visit Tilin one more time. Giving peace to you three together.

Now

You both made classes for the eggs for them to grow. With drawing around the room. Everyone drawing their family. Quackity drew the three of you by his house. You drew the three by your house.

When someone spoke Spanish quackity will always translate it to you or even after the interaction of everyone.

He would even help you with your Spanish. Give lessons and encourage you along the way. There will be moments where he told you ‘good job’ both of you were close to each other and just stare. Not ruining the moment

He told you what he wanted to do with Wilbur and Tallulah. You told him it was a bad idea but he didn’t listen. One night after he put her to sleep. He rush to you banging on your door repeatedly saying, ‘I couldn’t do it y/n I don’t want him to feel the pain like I do as much as I do. She doesn’t deserve to lose a life because of how I feel.’ With your door opening he gave sad eyes to you. Only to bring him into you.

Slowly the love between you both will rise again and bring your first kiss near your house. Talking about memories. To him asking, ‘can I kiss you?’ You question it at first but only nod. So under the night. He kissed you. Only a minute after to be broken but by max wanting to question quackity.

After that kiss, you both would stay at your house for the meantime. He wasn’t ready to be in his house yet so he stayed with you.

With quackity new son Richarlyson, and him being the 6 father of Richarlyson, quackity thought why not bring you along and help him with Richarlyson.

#x y/n #twitchstreamer #fanfic #mcyt x y/n #mcyt fanfiction #qsmp #quackity x y/n #alex quackity #quackity #qsmp headcanons #qsmp tilin #qsmp tilín #qsmp quackity #q!quackity #quackity x reader #quackityhq

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blood-grove · 1 month

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tws; blood, death, body horror , injuries, gore + bones, canniblism, unhealthy coping mechanisms??, no use of y/n, soap focused, this is like so much more horror ish that the first i think pls be safe

a/n: another thing for shapeshifter reader but child :3 had this scenario in my head this is completely different sort of scenario than from the first shapeshifter

Shapeshifter!Reader but everything that went down that first night went even worse two corpses lay on the floor you didn't mean for it to happen it was the Monster to young to comprehend what you'd fully just done wiping the blood off you as you clawed at your mouth trying to get rid the disgusting taste of iron in your mouth.

But it's been a year since then, A year since you've taste the flesh of another person, A year since you sunk your yellowed teeth into someone's face ripping apart any semblance of identity, And a year since you've been in containment you were found quiet easily after the Police were called to your home that faithful night you were sent a rehabilitation facility then to another one and another.

Switched from place to place because they could tell something was wrong with you but finding out what was hard since every test came back human you had no pointed ears, fangs, or tail.

Another year past and the facility had long shut down a month or two now but you still lived stuck in this room Shapeshifters can be killed of course at a age of what 10? 11? You didn't have many forms and you were still so confused to how your powers exactly worked you never shifted at all despite the itch that had been boiling over.

You had roommates of course in the room to keep yourself social.

They were also stuck when the facility went into lockdown mode abandoning its lower value patients.

You were the only one left in the room now.

The room smelt horrible.

You were horrible.

You didn't want to be.

Licking the flesh from there bones kept off starvation.

The illusion of there still breathing body as you ate at them chewing and crunching till there flesh was no more alone but apart of you.

They had kept you alive when there heart was still beating you couldn't remember what they were.

You forced yourself to forget the taste of your flesh fearing you'd dig in for more.

But you did.

Your a parasite.

"Someone's going to get us.."

"I'm sure."

You shifted as you caressed there skull gently idly picking at the last few remaining strands of hair.

You woke to noises the next day everything still all the same the opening of doors and footsteps a new sense of hope running threw you.

A tail unknowingly sprouted out wagging quickly as you clutched the skull tightly as you got us on shaky legs stepping over rotted pieces of the body you couldn't eat and over to the door stepping up on the tip of your toes to try and see out of the window in the door.

Flinching back one a large shadow over casted the door blocking your view.

Your tail wagging in excitement as you walked back from the door to the spot in the middle of the room you'd become accustom too silently wondering if you should move there bones into there spot next to you but the doors code was unlocked before you could.

A man now stared down at you seemingly shocked at either your appearance, the fact your alive, and or the skull in your hands.

Or all of the above.

Fucking hell.

This retcon mission was not at all what he expected.

Sure he expected the usually gathering intel, looking for not trashed files or papers, And or looking for new leads.

It always gave Soap the creeps when they went on missions like these in only a couple of months this facility looked like a shit hole.

Cracked tile, Bugs, old rusting equipment.

The mere thought of people being kept here before the places decay still disgusted him.

So it caught him off guard when he picked up scent unfamiliar but he chose to trust his nose radioing in he'd be moving to the east side.

He reached the holding cells even with the locked doors along the hallway he could smell the decay nearly overwhelming his senses.

With one of the keycards he opened a few of the doors at the rare chance of life.

He was foolish to think this of course, How could anything still be alive after been trapped for months.

Yet here he is staring down a very scraggly, dirty, bloodied kid.

Holding a skull.

A Skull?

He quickly pulled himself out of his thoughts as he shifting in place sliding his weapon back into his holster crouching down.

"Hey there—"

He fully expected you to be timid, nervous, and or scared about the random man unlocking your room that was eventually going to be your grave.

He didn't expected for you to barrel into him skull still in hand hugging his arm.

Now he was downright confused.

"It's uh..It's okay- Hey.."

"I-I know they didn't forget us!-"

You started on rambling about something Soap couldn't comprehend fast enough.

"Hey hey-"

You looked up at him with tired eyes still full of life.

"..I'm gonna get you outta here alright..? Me and my friends didn't expect to find anyone..Are you hurt?"

He gave you a look over lucky he had decent enough vision in the dark no serious wounds maybe just a few cuts that had luckily scabbed over already.

"Are you taking me home..?"

"..I don't know yet..But we'll get you warm and nice and clean how about that..?"

"I don't like baths.."

"Well ya' need one- Its gonna help you feel better.."

You huffed stomping your foot which amused him but you really did need a bath he could barely make out your skin color under all the grime, blood , and dirt.

"Mm..Can ye' walk?"

You nodded as you went back into the room for a moment starting to picking up bones off a corpse he failed to noticed was there.

"Wait wait- Don't touch those."

"Why?"

"Because you'll get sick touching..stuff like that."

"But how else are they supposed to come!"

He grimaced for a bit shifting on his feet as his tail flicked.

"I..Look that was your friend yeah?"

"Mhm!"

"How about..You leave them there..And I'll send some more of my friends to come get them.."

You mulled over the choice for a while looking down to the skull in your hands tracing over a crack before deciding to leave rest of the body tucking it in like a doll before heading back over to the man still holding onto the skull how else re they supposed to see the outside?.

"Whats your name?"

"John..But my friends call me Soap."

"That's a silly name!"

"Hmph..Alright what's your name?"

"[Name]"

"Now that's a silly name-"

"Nuh uh!"

He chuckled as you huffed.

But he quickly regained his composure, He radioed in his little discovery afterwards gently ask you if he could pick you up which you allowed you were scarily light for your age.

He sighed his tail slowly swaying quietly listening as you rambled on about something.

You eventually went still after a few telling yawns, He guessed you must be horrible sleep deprived being next to a corpse couldn't have gave you good rest.

So he just kept quiet as he could still saying vigilant as he updated his position every so often as you slept.

a/n; honestly im feeling so bad at so sorry it started to downgrade at the end i couldn't think clear it starts to fall off so bad cuz head empty </3 might post some old thoughts abt how my ver of shapeshifters work....

#cod #reader #john soap mactavish #task force 141 implied #soap cod #child reader #gn reader #no use of y/n #gender neutral reader #i feel sick #i tired #sobbing #platonic

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chaoticyumelikes · 1 year

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Bowser x Gn! Reader

Two random scenarios in which Bowser believes he's gonna lose you.

Warnings: No angst just silly

It was the middle of the night. All was silent in Bowser's castle. The occasional koopa patrol to make sure everything was ok... Until a large screaming roar is heard.

Bowser frantically searches the bed for any sign of you panicking by the second.

Bowser: where are you? *looks under the pillows and under the bed* WHERE?!

The door to the private bathroom opens making way for your still sleepy but startled form as you mutter: Honey!? What's wrong?

Bowser still holding the bed above his head: Ummmm.... *places bed on the ground* I woke up! A-and you weren't here... So I...

You drag your sleeping form over to him: Honey, I just had to go to the bathroom. *you tiptoe and tenderly place your hand on his massive cheek* I'm not running away. Go to sleep now.

Bowser: Uh-Yeah no I know *he clears his throat* Was just um... Worried something happened to you is all... *he begins scratching the back of his neck to try and avoid eye contact*

You: My hero! Now sleep.

A knock to your shared room is heard as the soldiers frantically ask if everything is ok. Bowser dismisses them immediately and quickly opens the sheets for you to go back into. After tucking you in he goes around to his place on the bed and resumes holding you close. As you sleep you fail to notice Bowser's eyes still trained on you as if he'd so much as blink, you wouldn't be there. Only a bit later did your very presence soothe him back to sleep.

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It was a party. All were invited. Unfortunately for Bowser, so did a certain Italian plumber. Bowser didn't mind Mario's presence, it wasn't like he had kidnapped Peach so they didn't have anything to fight about but.... In the back of his mind, Mario still presented himself as somewhat of a threat. So the King of the Koopas was very much by your side the entire time, always making sure his eyes knew of Mario's exact location every time.

You raise an eyebrow at this and try to comfort him: Honey, you seem tense. What's wrong?

Bowser snaps out of it and turns to you: Wha-?

You: Sweetie *you place your hand on his arm* Is everything alright?

Bowser scoffs: Of course it is why wouldn't it? *his eyes divert yours to the last Mario known location only to find he isn't there anymore and you notice a visable tension in him, tail slightly thumping the ground*

You: Sweetie you do know you have nothing to fear right?

Bowser: WHAT? I am not afraid of anything!!

You deadpan at this: King Bowser! *he flinches, he hates it when you use his name instead of a nickname but when you use even his honorific he knows he's on thin ice so his eyes meet yours at full attention * Listen to your life partner *you show your wedding ring for effect and point at it deadly serious* I. Am. Not. Leaving!

Bowser smiles sheeply: Yes dear.

You breathed in relief only for the color to drain from your face as soon as the overly friendly Italian plumber comes to you two to strike friendly conversation. Not only do you feel your husband's murderous aura and an increase in the temperature in the spot his tail circles your feet in protection while his hands turn into fists. You place your palm on your husband's arm trying to soothe his protective urges and trying to signal Mario to run with just your expression.

#gn!reader #king bowser #bowser x reader #bowser #super mario

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