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list five things that make you happy, then put this in the inbox of the last ten people who reblogged something from you, get to know your mutuals and your followers (no pressure to do this at all!) :)
took me a sec!! but
I work at night and really cherish dawn! I can feel the world start to wake up and I get to have this pretty quiet moment with the sunrise and tea in my garden :^)
making coffee for myself, but especially for my dad when he visits, or for my s/o before he goes to work sometimes. pour overs are the most rewarding imo
basically everything about fanfiction + fanart + fandom in general. it feels a little silly and corny, but it's such a wonderful way I + others express ourselves, and as a queer person it's where I feel represented and seen most often. there's just something special there.
sleeping/dreaming, I find dreaming really fascinating (I love psychology) + I get pretty vivid stories for dreams, so it's fun to talk about them
long drives. I hate driving in the city, but when we decide to go on trips I am The Drive King. I am The Open Road Queen. I think I got it from my dad, but I can drive going on 6+ hours and just. be totally fine. It's nice, because I can listen to a podcast and music and spend this time with others where we're just. stuck together & all experiencing the same thing, and I get to be the one facilitating that.
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i have to update luka's fancy page actually, mmmm.
#he has very specific kh spells!!#they cost MANA!#and it applies to his trigun verses!!!#❥ mordred mumbles ﹕ playing dodgeball with apollo & slow dancing with lucifer.
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sleepless nights
includes : takashi mitsuya x reader, 800 words , fluff
notes: couldn’t fall asleep so whipped this up:P
Takashi was wide awake. Only problem was it was well into the night. Luna and Mana were asleep. His mother was back from work and she’d have the day off tomorrow. So why couldn’t he just fall asleep?
It was you. Ever since the one time you’ve slept over. He can’t seem to fall asleep without you.
He groans, dragging his hand down his face, he throws his covers off of him.
He contemplates for a moment, should he?
Would you get in trouble?
Yet for once, he decides to just say fuck it. He throws on a hoodie and sweats, grabbing his keys.
He’s chewing on his lip, as he slides the curtain that separates his side of the room. He watches as his sisters sleep peacefully, a soft smile on his face.
He successfully exits his room, tiptoeing his way through the living room to find his mom on the couch. He sighs, walking over to her and pulling up the blanket that was over her.
He turns around and shuts the tv off, his heart is beating but he knows there’s nothing to worry about. His sisters and mother were sound asleep and his sisters would be taken care of. So he steps out of his house, locking the door and walking over to his bike.
Not sparing any time he gets on his bike, revving it and then he’s off into the night. The streets are not too bad, maybe only some cars, but it’s all peaceful to him. Despite all of that he’s exhausted, only thing on his mind being you and finally falling asleep. He drives swiftly passing street by street, knowing your home by memory.
Once he finally reaches your street he parks a little far from your house, knowing how loud his bike was. He gulps when your house comes into his view.
As he glances at your window he can see your silhouette. So he pulls out his phone sending you a text.
takashi💞
your parents asleep? 12:03 am
you<3
Yes why? 12:04 am
takashi 💞
open your window..? 12:04 am
Your eyes widen as you stare down at your phone, you run to your window, throwing open your curtains.
There’s Takashi, standing lazily with his hands shoved in his pockets as he smiles at you so sweetly.
“Hi baby.” He mumbled, sleep evident in his voice.
“ ‘Kashi! What are you doing here?” You whisper shout, your head shooting out of your window in every possible direction.
He chuckled at your reaction, already jumping up and inside your room. You stare up at him worried but his expression never changes, he always stared at you with so much fondness and admiration. It never failed to make you shy away from his gaze.
“What.” You whisper as he pulls your hands into his grasp.
“I missed you.” He whispered, carding his fingers through your damp hair.
You blush, he always stared so intensely with his lavender eyes, it made you melt.
“Is everything okay?” You look up at him and his heart skips a beat.
“Yea, I just couldn’t sleep…Can I stay over?” His hand reached your waist, rubbing circles on your sleep shorts.
“Yea but…” He immediately reads your mind when you look towards your door.
“I’ll be out before your parents wake up.” Your heart aches at the thought of him waking up early just to leave.
“Wake me up too okay?”
He’s ready to ask protest but you give him a stern look, making him laugh and raise his hands in defense.
Once it’s decided, you’re finishing up your skincare routine, rambling to your boyfriend that he’d caught you in the middle of it.
This past week you guys didn’t have a lot of time to spend with each other. You adored this small time you shared with him even going as far as doing your skincare with him.
Snapping cute photos of matching face masks, you both needed this. When he was with you, it’s like he could finally breathe. A big refreshing breath and a comforting fuzzy feeling was what you made him feel.
Once all was said and done you finally turned off your lamp, getting under the sheets with him. He lets out a long sigh, his arm draped over your waist as he memorized your features, engraving it all in your mind.
“Stop staring and sleep.” You whisper and he smiled widely.
“Can’t, you’re distracting me.” You push his face playfully turning around.
“Hey, that didn’t mean turn around.” He says in your ear, making you laugh.
He pulls you flush against his chest, shoving his face between your neck and shoulder blade. With one deep inhale he’s content.
“I love you.” He says so earnestly, you’re hot to the touch. He smiles at your reaction, letting your shallow breaths lull him to sleep.
When you were “sure” he was asleep, you uttered the words back, making Takashi squeeze you tighter against him, a pretty smile lacing his lips.
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Aaa! Your Kabru x reader was really nice! May I request a Holm x Reader where the reader helps him when he freezes up in rapid situations?
pick-me-up
…ft! holm kranom x gn! reader
…tags! pre-relationship, fluff, a little banter, reader knows some magic, some magic lore i may or may not have made up
…word count! 1167
…notes! people who are madly in love with side characters are truly god’s strongest soldiers. i hope i characterized your man correctly!!
As close as you and Holm were, neither of you really seemed to idealize one another too much. Being in the dungeon, you had to be aware of all your teammates’ strengths and flaws, regardless of personal opinion. When it came to the gnome you called your closest friend, even he didn’t deny it — he did not operate well under pressure.
Considering that you were in a place where foes could ambush you at any moment, anybody could see why this wasn’t a great quality to have. From being unable to save your friends to even being unable to save yourself, there were a lot of potential consequences to locking in place during the middle of combat. Something had to be done about it sooner rather than later, and if he had to ask someone, he’d rather it be you than anybody else.
The plan was formulated during some downtime the party had — something to stop Holm from going stock still whenever he felt overwhelmed. Luckily, your companion already had an idea for you.
“I figure the easiest way to deal with this’ll be using magic.”
You nodded. Not much of an obstacle, since you already had at least a few spells under your belt.
“As long as you have a rudimentary understanding of magic, it’s not gonna be too hard to get down.” For a moment, the gnome deliberated, wondering how to explain the concept to you. “You know how healing magic can hurt sometimes?”
With a grimace, you shook your head in understanding. Rin and Holm were pretty good about that sort of thing, but there had been more than a few occasions in past parties where healing and injury hurt even more than obtaining it. Seeing that you were familiar with what he was saying, the man continued.
“Well, that’s actually how healing magic is by default. When it doesn’t hurt, that’s because the caster is using a separate spell to numb your sensations.” As you listened, your mouth formed a little ‘o’ shape to show your interest. “Naturally, you can alter people’s sensations with magic in other ways, too.”
“Oh,” you would interject, “so I could use magic to make you more….focused?”
“Not quite, but yes.” At your approximation, he held up his index finger. “I was thinking you could use just a little bit of mana to sort of perk me up, almost like a spike of adrenaline to set me back in motion again.” His hand then lowered, turning over so his palm faced upward. “It’s pretty simple, just transferring mana through touch like you would with a healing spell.”
“I can do that, no problem!”
Ah, he was still looking at you, even after you said that… was there still more he wanted to share? When your eyes wandered down to the hand he held out, embarrassment that you hadn’t realized sooner quickly washed over you.
“Ah, you wanted to practice?” At first, you feared that your slow uptake had caused Holm some annoyance, but the relaxed smile on his face didn’t give way in the slightest. He seemed almost amused, really.
“Guess I should have been more clear about that, huh?”
The smirk on his face let you know that the question was most certainly rhetorical. Answering it would have been a moot point anyway, so instead you pouted and mumbled, “You’re always so snarky with me… not fair.”
Transferring mana was something you were fairly familiar with doing, so you were able to take the gnome’s hand into two of your own with little hesitation. Back when you’d just joined the party, the act of touching him made your cheeks heat up, but exposure to it over time had made the experience far from unfamiliar.
Just remember to envision the flow of the mana, you reminded yourself. Truly feel it, from your head to your toes, through your veins and bones, and out the tips of your fingers. Feel the current connecting you to him…
With your eyes trained on your joined hands, half lidded while you chanted the spell as instructed, you hardly noticed the way your companion’s ears actually twitched and perked up when the incantation was completed. Only when his whole body jolted did you shoot up in turn, concern pooling in your irises.
Said concern seemed to be unneeded, judging from the pleased look on his face. It was one that brought you relief, not just from the knowledge that you’d done well, but from the sight of him alone.
“That’s good, I think you’ve got it.” Even his voice seemed cheerier than before, and you weren’t quite sure if it was from the magic, your success, or both. Nonetheless, it was kind of nice to see his usually laid back demeanor become more enthusiastic from time to time. “So remember, the next time I get stunned in an overwhelming situation, use that if you’re near.”
“Of course!” You grinned, knowing you’d always be neat if you could help it.
That little practice session with Holm had been a few days ago by now. It took quite a while for a situation to actually arise that called for your little backup plan, but you most certainly kept your word.
Perhaps if it was just one stray suit of living armor, Rin or even Daya would’ve been able to dispatch it just fine. But in a whole hallway full of them with no way around, you could only tiptoe past them in hopes that maybe they’d ignore you, or even end up just being normal suits of armor. You should’ve known, of course, that the dungeon is no place for wishful thinking.
When the intimidating armored figures inevitably sprung to life, the first thing you did was look to Holm. Unsurprisingly, he was completely still by your side, eyes blown wide and mouth hanging open while he didn’t even shake or quiver.
Just do what you talked about. Transfer the mana as quickly as you can. You may have taken the latter half of that a bit too seriously judging by how, instead of taking his hand like you had during practice, you immediately reached for his face instead.
Only halfway through chanting the spell did you notice the slight tint on his cheeks, likely from embarrassment, and it took everything you had in you to continue the spell without stuttering from your own flustered state. After all, restarting the spell would take even longer, and that was pretty much the exact opposite of what was needed right now.
The second the spell had been completed, the both of you pulled away from one another, invigorated by both magic and embarrassment respectively. You heard Holm utter a quick thanks to you, but you were too busy feeling completely mortified by the way Kabru had just glanced at the two of you, seemingly more entranced by your interaction than the imminent peril you were dealing with.
You’d never hear the end of this, would you?
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Christmas Conflict Clean Up
Word count: 949
Paring: Takashi Mitsuya x reader
Summary: Taking care of him after the Christmas conflict.
Warnings: Talk of blood, concussions and other injuries, stabbing
A/N: Hello everyone, I hope that if you celebrate Christmas you had a good one yesterday, and if you don’t, I hope you still had an amazing day. Anyway, I wrote this picturing it happening obviously right after the fight in the church. I also picture it happening when they are in the last year of high school, so still teen but more like 18ish. Anyway, enjoy and remember to Hydrate Or Diedrate.
It was about three in the morning when the knocking on my window finally woke me up. I was totally confused by this, like, who in their right mind is knocking on people’s windows at 3am the day after Christmas. As I went to the window, my question was answered, seeing my boyfriend standing outside, with what was very clearly a black eye and many other injuries to his handsome face. Realizing it was Takashi standing out there, I rushed to slide the window open and help him climb through the window.
“I’m sorry to wake you up so early. I just didn’t want to wake Luna and Mana with my face so beat up.” Takashi explained as he gave a weak smile sitting on my bed.
Ignoring his explanation as to why he was here, I went to work, looking for my first aid kit that I kept in my room for nights like this. Digging through my dresser drawer, I let out a quiet exclamation of victory, pulling out the box of supplies. Turning on my bedside lamp, I decide the best course of action would be to first clean up all the blood. “Sorry, but this is gonna sting.” I said, taking an antiseptic wipe to a large cut on his cheek. He flinched away from the wipe and in response I grabbed the back of his head to hold him still, not realizing that was also a bad idea.
This time he jerked forward, nearly headbutting me in the process. “Shit that hurt.” Takashi mumbled out, trying to keep his voice down.
Realizing with that kind of reaction, there had to be a wound on the back of his head, I turned his face away from me. I let out a sigh of relief when I didn’t see any blood in his hair, but knowing there could still be something there, I carefully started moving his short hair out of my way. When I bumped a particular spot, he let out another quiet string of curses, signalling that I found the spit of concern. Looking closer at the spot, I could see a rather large bump that was already starting to turn purple. “Jesus, Takashi, what’d they hit you with a brick?” I asked, only slightly joking.
“Close, a metal pipe.” Was his response as he tilted his head to look back at me. I held back a gasp, as I didn’t actually think whoever he got in a fight with this time would hit him with something. “Don’t worry, I’m fine. It’s just a bump and a bruise, nothing major.” He smirked, trying to make it sound not that bad.
I resisted the urge to smack the back of his head. “Nothing major, really, Takashi. You could have a concussion, for god’s sake. Now sit still so I can clean up the rest of your face.” I snapped as I turned him back to facing me. “And don’t flinch, or I will make sure you leave here with a concussion.” I threatened, going back to wiping off his cuts.
With that, he shut right up, knowing that if I had to I would really beat his ass for being an idiot. “What even were you idiots fighting about at Christmas?” I asked, hoping to get some answers on the citation, that lead to a bloody boyfriend knocking on my window at three o’clock.
He paused, probably trying to figure out how to explain it in a way to make it sound justified. When he finally spoke, I could tell it was the unfiltered truth. “Takemitchy believed that Hakkai was going to kill his brother and was dead set on stopping him. He was right in the sense that Hakkai was there, but Yuzuha is the one who ultimately stabbed Taiju. Don’t worry, the wound wasn’t fatal, but it turned into an all out brawl in the church with Takemitchy, Chifuyu, Hakkai, and Me against Taiju and a couple of his Black dragon guys. Honestly, the only thing that saved our asses was Mikey and Draken showing up when they did.” He explained.
I knew right away it was the truth, Hakkai was like the little brother Takashi never had, and I know he would do anything for him, even risk his life if he had too. I smiled as I wiped the last little bit of blood off his lower lip. “I’m glad everyone made it out okay then.” It’s all I could think to say. He returned the gentle smile. “Now please take a break from fighting until at least the new year, I don’t think your pretty face can take another beating so soon.” I said, earning a chuckle from him as I moved to the first aid kit back in its resting spot.
When I turned around, Takashi had kicked off his shoes and thrown his Toman jacket over my desk chair, and made himself comfortable on my bed. Before I could say anything, he beat me to it. “You said it yourself, I could have a concussion from being hit with a metal pipe. I shouldn’t be driving in this condition. Now come lay down, we both know your parents are used to me coming over all beat up and spending the night.” He said, making valid points, patting the space next to him. I quickly lied down next to him, turning off the light. Before I could drift off to sleep, I heard one last thing from the lilac haired young man. “Thank you for always being here for me, even if it’s at such shitty hours” That was the last thing I heard before letting sleep take over.
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Ripping the sheets at the thought of prompt #25 with Draconic Price with Mage!reader who can't handle alcohol that well ❤️🩹
Sure thing anon, sorry it took so long getting to your prompt ���� Play the game HERE
Prompt: Drunken confessions
CW: SFW, GN reader, Monster AU, Gn Reader, Dragon Price drinking, drunk confessions, fluff.
To say you're a lightweight is to say the sky's blue. It's an endless source of amusement to the lads; all they have to do is sit back after a stressful mission, give you booze, and watch the fireworks — literally, when your magic sparks across the bar, little sparks crackling along the ceiling, growing wilder with each shot you take down.
Price smirks behind the rim of his beer as he watches you and Soap knock back shots of liquor in a drinking game, not even trying to understand the slurred tangent you're on; mages are nerds at heart, and the booze has melted your tough guy act and leaving you rambling on about the intricacies of magic. It's one of the things he likes about you, how passionate you are; a good treasure to keep in his hoard.
But Price figures it's time for you to go when you nearly set a trashcan on fire in the corner, your vision long since doubling, the alcohol burning in your mind so strongly a bit of your original eye color peeks out beneath the unnatural glow of mana in your eyes.
"Come on you muppet," He signs, tugging you up by the back of your clothing like you're a wet kitten. You whine and attempt to struggle, but his draconic strength far surpasses yours. "It's far past your bed time." He adds, a little rumble in the back of his throat making liquid heat pool in your belly.
"But captain-" You grumble, the world spinning like a kaleidoscope as Price pulls you out of the bar, enough sense in your brain to throw a middle finger at the rest of your team when they wolf whistle and holler.
"Not a pipe out of you." Price sighs, wing stretching out like a shroud around your back, trying not to pay attention to the way his draconic blood sings when you lean in close; trying not to think how well you fit against him, like a treasure he can hoard. "C'mon, I'll drive you home."
You mumble a few curses under your breath as he helps you into the passenger seat of his car, your inhibitions so lowered so that when he leans over to buckle your seatbelt you tilt your head, burying your nose into his neck and taking in his scent, the smell of musk and cigar smoke filling your senses. Price does his best to reign in his draconic blood, a flash flood of desire burning in his head.
"Easy there mage," He huffs and shakes his head, pushes you back into a seat with an amused snort, settling into the car. The drive back to base is like a blur to you, spent rambling about something even you can't remember as Price just hums in acknowledgement, occasionally having to swat away your wandering hands trying to grope his thigh.
Price has to carry you to your room as you're so drunk you can't stand straight, head nodding as you slowly fall asleep in the car before you even reach the gates. Price tries not to think of how well you fit in his arms as he hoists you up, holding you close to his chest. You head ends up laying on his chest, face buried in his neck.
"Hey cap?" You mumble against his skin, squirming a bit as he carries you.
"Yes?" He asks, heart beating just a little faster as you clumsily wrap your arms around his neck. You mumble something into skin, so soft and low even his advanced hearing can't pick it up, making his ears strain to hear you as he enters your room. "You need to speak up there, mage."
"I love you cap." You slur, so honest and loving, and Price nearly topples over, feet catching on a random piece of junk you've got strewn around your room. But you choose that exact moment to squirm and he ends up tossing you onto your bed, your hangs clutching him tight and pulling him down too.
"Fuck-you bloody muppet!" Price grows, shifting to put the tension off his wing from how awkwardly he'd landed. He attempts to get up, but you're stronger than you look when you want to be, clinging to him like a little koala with your arms and legs wrapped around him.
"Nooo-" You whine, burying your head into his chest, squeezing your arms when you feel his skin is as warm as yours, your mana and dragon fire so similar it's like there's no barrier between your chests. "Mhm, love you John," You say again, making his head short circuit for a few moments, draconic instincts sparking up, wing and tail wrapping around you.
"You-" He sighs as he catches himself, embarrassment blooming in his chest at how he's acting like a young welp. By the time he's calmed down, you've already fallen asleep and using his pecs like a pillow, snoring lightly as you drool over his chest.
"You. . ." Price hums, a small smile tugging on his lips. He shuffles in an attempt to get comfortable, your bed isn't made to house two people but you're cuddled up to him so closely it's like you two are one person. "Bloody mage." He huffs under his breath, his clawed hands carding through your hair, sharp fingers scratching your scalp.
A happy little rumble leaves his chest when you nuzzle closer, your body so warm thanks to the mana in your system. It feels. . . nice, more than nice, his draconic ancestry purrs in his ears and he pulls you closer so your head rests buried in his neck, your and his scents mixing together.
Chances are you won't remember any of this. Chances are you'll deny your words, say it was just belligerent nonsense. But for now you love him, and he leans in to nuzzle his cheek against your hair, big burly arms wrapping around your middle, whispering lowly in your ear— a statement. "Love you too, you muppet."
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Alright Sunday sinners, take this and reflect on your downbadness (I refuse to change). Thank you to my peeps who fueled this fire!
Needless to say - this is nsfw as FUCK. The matsus when they’re completely pussydrunk, under the cut:
Osomatsu likes to talk to you while he has you. Whether that means he’s balls deep inside of you or if he’s got a mouthful of your heat he’s always mumbling things like “That feel good, baby? I know it does, I hear you whining” “Ohhhh shit this pussy is so wet for me, isn’t it?” or his personal favorite “C’mon baby, tell Oso whose pussy this is”. He groans like his life depends on it, expletives flying out of his mouth like a second language, and he is so focused on the soaked schlat schlat sounds of your snatch that his eyes snap shut because if he doesn’t he might literally bust all to quick, he’s that lost in how good you feel.
Karamatsu is more in his feelings. When he’s curling his tongue within your walls, you feel it in the way he grips your thighs. Even moreso in the way he pushes your knees to your chest and stuffs his face full of your pussy, the incensed need to taste you taking over him and forcing him to hold you still so he can just enjoy you. He can’t get enough, even saying so himself when he parts from your nether lips for a mere second for air before slinking his wet muscle back in for seconds. When he slides home though? He’s extremely vocal: moans, grunts, pants, whines, you name it. He keeps one eye open so he can watch himself disappear inside your wetness, trying desperately not to let his eyes roll into the back of his head in the process. He’s singing the praises of you - the divinity of your body, how lucky of a man he is to reach the precipice of heaven like this, how much his heart sings for you in a way no one else can hear - he very much falls into a lovey dovey serenade when he’s this close to cumming. Catch him on a sentimental day and he may actually cry mid-sex.
It’s all in the expressions for Choromatsu. His eyes legitimately do roll back, he is so overwhelmed by the feeling of your cunt sucking him the way it does that he’s shaking wherever he’s holding onto you. When he gets like this, you swear you see his pupils take on a heart shaped when you do see them. His mouth open, he’s whining very noisily and his tongue is lolled out, pretty reminiscent of the ahegao if you had to put it to name. If he’s going down on you, his lovesick gaze may accidentally make eye contact with you - those he shuts his eyes quick. While he loves watching you come undone on his tongue, he’s far to shy to ever ask you to look directly at him. Still, that does not stop him from wanting to spend the rest of his day eating you for lunch and dinner.
Ichimatsu is a gripper. He has to have his claws somewhere on your body, holding you still because there’s no escaping him. Especially when he’s got lips gobbling up your wetness, your thighs are spread as much as possible because he needs and wants it no way else - your pussy is life essence right now and he’s a very greedy man. He’s a growler by far, teeth grit, with an occasional “fuck!” or “shit!” slipping out at all the right times. Every once in a while he likes to bite - leaves marks on your neck, shoulders, or your thighs, a testament to how primal he can get when it comes to down to how bad he wants you. The best part? When he’s close to nutting, he whimpers significantly, and he spews a whole jumbled up string of “IloveyouIloveyouIloveyou” ‘s before he finishes.
Jyushimatsu - whew, this boy. Another one where his eyes roll back into his head when he’s fucking you. The only difference is when that happens, he’s taking you down with him. He’s a strong man, so if you’re under him, you’re getting pinned that way. If you’re above him? The grip on your hips becomes bruising. Jyushimatsu is very loud, though his moans and groans are incoherent. The only word you’ve ever been able to decipher was “Unghh, ahhh a-amaziiiiing”. If you managed to have him between your legs, that tongue of his is otherworldly, you feel him everywhere on you. His eyes become dark when they’re drunk off your pussy, and he’s the opposite when he loses himself in you - his voice drops in timbre to this rough, almost wolf-like tone.
Todomatsu tries his hardest not to let himself slip when he’s tongue-fucking you, but he just finds it so so difficult because your pussy is just so pretty and the noises you make are so cute and he just has to have more of you. Having hearts swirling in his eyes isn’t uncommon for him, he falls victim to his lust when he’s inside you pretty fast. Todomatsu will tends to pay you compliments in the forms of teasing, often saying things like “Oh? Right there?” or “I didn’t hear you, maybe you should make that noise a little louder, hm?” - but it’s when he gets breathless and mewl-y that you know that the way you squeeze around him is sending him into a downward spiral. His hands will massage your thighs, hips and stomach, pressing sobs of “Oh god” and begging “Please please please” into your skin as he rails you because despite him dicking you down - it’s what between your legs that holds allllll the power over him.
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i know typically folks do longer work periods than breaks but uhh. i will simply not do anything then. i fucking love this game though i have gotten SO MUCH done today while sick without pressuring myself or feeling bad at all
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Hi!!
I just stumbled across your mitsuya and drakens little sister drabble, and was wondering if I can request a drabble or oneshot of mitsuya and confessing to his childhood friend?
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After All This Time {Mitsuya Takashi}
A/n: sorry it took me so long to write this. But I hope you like it and thanks for requesting!!! I took the liberty of making it a fem!reader since you didn't state if you wanted them to be gn or fem.
Pairing: Mitsuya Takashi x fem!reader
Warnings: none
Mitsuya's hands were sweating and he couldn't lie, it was slightly embarrassing. He was twenty-eight and was sweating like a teenage boy.
So far the day had been perfect, he had finished making a nice short dress he had desgned, wrapping it in the signature lilac paper wrap before placing it in a slightly darker purple bag. He had spent a day designing it and a week searching for the lilac satin he had imagined he would use.
And now he had to wait for another half an hour because he was way earlier than he intended to be. He couldn't tell what was making him anxious: the fact that he couldn't imagine your reaction to the dress or the fact that he was about to meet you, his childhood friend, after three years of not having seen you?
The two of you had met at the park where he would often take Luna and Mana to play. That day, you had brought yor little brother to play there as well and the two little girls had taken a liking to him so inevitably... the two of you spoke. Mitsuya, being merely a teenager, thought he had fallen in love with you, this type of innocent child love his teacher had talked about the previous day. He thought it would pass despite not wanting it to.
Luckily for him, his feelings only grew stronger.
But he never confessed, ignoring the innocent threats of Yuzuha and Draken telling him they would tell you themselves if he didn't. However, Mitsuya was waiting for the right moment. He always seemed to be waiting and as the years passed, the two of you rarely got any time alone. And then you got your first boyfriend and he couldn't really do anything.
When you left, he thought he would never see you again because a little voice in his head kept telling him that you would prefer the place you moved at over Tokyo. He kept contact with you, learning about your job, your day, everything.
Soon enough, those feelings he had placed under the carpet in his mind, resurfaced and all of a sudden he was back to being fifteen, waiting for your texts while making dinner for his sisters.
"Earth to Mitsuya?"
"Hm?" His eyes widened and they fell upon you. "Hey." He mumbled sheepishly, trying to hide his smile.
"Hi." You giggled. You hadn't changed one bit, just like he remembered, with your soft hair, your impeccable sense of fashion, your beautiful eyes and your radiant smile. That same smile that had him in a chokehold ever since he could remember.
Mitsuya's heart clenched but in a good way, in the same way it had when he had heard your melodic voice for the same time.
"This is for you." Almost shyly, he handed you the bag and waited, biting the inside of his cheek while waiting for you to open it.
"It is beautiful!" You exclaimed, not taking the dress out of the bag completely since the two of you were outside the cafeteria you had arranged to meet.
But he didn't notice your expression. Mitsuya's eyes were focused on the little note you were holding. He had spent countless moments wondering whether he should give you that note or not. Hakkai had called him a coward for choosing to write down his feelings instead of telling you himself.
He never noticed placing it inside.
"Aww an autograph from my favourite designer?" You asked playfully and Mitsuya could swear his eyes twitched.
"Um... yes about that." Before he could defend himself, you opened the letter.
It was nothing special just a simple "I love you more than you can imagine."
He had never finished writing that note. That simple sentence was neither the beginning nor the end of it, he just knew he wanted to mention it.
"Since when?"
"Since forever." It felt as if in that moment, Mitsuya had lost whatever knowledge and skill he had at reading people because for the life of him, he couldn't read your expression.
"So... do I get a VIP pass for your shows?"
"Is that a yes?"
"Obviously."
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I Wanna Show You Off
PAIRING : MITSUYA TAKASHI X FEM!READER
GENRE : FLUFF!
C/W : NONE!
LIBRARIAN'S NOTE/S : i was smiling like an idiot while writing this. i hope y'all enjoy reading this.
NOTES & REBLOGS ARE VERY MUCH APPRECIATED ^^
"Hey Takashi."
It was one lazy afternoon, school just finished and you decided to hang out at Mitsuya's place. Luna and Mana were playing in the living room while you and Mitsuya were in his room. Lying down on his bed blasting your shared playlist with him while he's busy sewing clothes.
"Hm? What's up?"
You rarely call him by his name unless you have something serious to talk about or you were simply in a daze. "I wanna show you off." You said out of nowhere
Stopping from his work, he turned to look at you, "Huh? What's gotten into you all of a sudden?" He asked with a smile. "Nothing... I just want you to pick me up after school." You pouted.
Walking in your direction, he sat beside you. "Yeah? What made you want that?" He said while settling your head on his lap. "N-Nothing much... I was just being jealous of my other classmates..." You mumbled, your voice getting softer with each word.
"They're all going home together, buying food for each other, and all that pda in public... I know I act indifferent about those things, but you don't have to buy me food... I just want you to pick me up." You rambled on
Embarrassed at your own request and reason, you hug his waist and hide your face in his stomach, but he could see the way your cheeks turned red all the way to your ears.
Laughing at you, how could he reject such a cute request? "Sure thing, love, what time does your school end?"
"4:30 in the afternoon." Nodding his head at your answer, "Perfect, Luna and Mana's classes end 2 hours earlier than yours. I won't have to worry about cutting myself in half." He said with a laugh
"You know, you don't really have to if you're so busy... besides, you have your own classes to attend as well..." Feeling guilty for your selfishness, you take back your request.
"Well, I'm not busy and my school ends 30 minutes earlier than yours so don't worry about it, okay? I'd always make a way."
Softly smiling at you, he turns your head for a forehead kiss.
"Thanks!"
The next day came, and it was just like any other school day. Couples publicly displaying affection so early in the morning, students sleeping, and students cramming their homework due today.
To say that it was a tiring day was an understatement because it was exhausting. Juggling school work here and there while chasing teachers for deadlines.
What's worse is that you had to run around from the ground floor to the fifth floor because it was suddenly announced that your class had to finish decorating your respective booths for an upcoming school event in 2 days.
Your feet were dead from all that running around, and you were mentally exhausted as well. Today was such a mess that you forgot about Mitsuya picking you up today.
Rushing through the school lobby, you were shocked to see a familiar purple head wearing his school uniform with his oh so famous earring, "Oh! Mitsuya?"
Smiling at you, he raises up a plastic of McDonalds. You were wondering why he was waiting for you with food in hand when you told him that it was alright not to bring you any food—wait, not bring any food? Then it hit you
"OH MY!"
"WHAT TIME IS IT?!" Panicking, you took out your phone to see that it was 5:18 PM. "CRAP! I FORGOT IM SO SORRY!" Rushing to him, you gave him a hug and decided to stay and explain things.
"I am so sorry, I know I asked you to pick me up, but I was so busy that I forgot and didn't even notice the time." You rambled.
"Hey, hey... calm down... deep breaths... that's right, it's okay, I understand."
Ushering you to sit at the waiting area of the lobby, he proceeds to take out your chicken nuggets and open its box for you to eat before taking out your fries and drinks.
"To be honest, I thought I had kept you waiting because I arrived 15 minutes late, but when I arrived at your school, I saw you running around and scurrying here and there. I could see how tired you were and well... I got you this."
"Thanks! You're the best!" You said after finishing the food in your mouth.
"Oii!! L/n!! We need you here!!" A classmate of yours, shouted while running to your location. "Laterrr!! I'm eating!!" You shouted back.
"HA?! BUT EVERYONE'S WORKING TO THE BONE AND YOU'RE JUST-" Her angry protest was cut short when she saw you and Mitsuya together. "Sorry, I'm gonna have to borrow Y/n for a while." Mitsuya coolly said with a smile.
"Oh! Uhh-Hi! Sorry, I-uh didn't know... we'll just be on the third floor then." She stuttered with blushing cheeks while you just rolled your eyes at her. You waited for your classmate to walk away and for his attention to turn toward you before pouting your lips at him
"Huh? What's the matter?" Mitsuya asked with a carefree smile.
"I don't like the way you were smiling at her." You pouted
"She was the annoying classmate that I was ranting to you about the other day." You added
Laughing at your cuteness, he pinches your cheek. "Aww~~ I'm sorry, I didn't know." Stuffing your mouth with fries, you pout even more.
"You're so cute when you act this way, childish and jealous." Mitsuya adds with a mischievous grin.
Playfully rolling your eyes at him "Whatever." You said, which in turn, made Mitsuya laugh even more.
Finishing your food, you tidy it and go to a nearby trash can to throw it before returning to Mitsuya
"I'm so sorry Mitsuya, I really wanted to go home with you today but I didn't expect this to happen. But thanks for the food though!"
"Hey, don't sweat it, besides, who said you were gonna walk home alone today?"
Your eyes widened at his words "But Luna and Mana! I don't know how late we'll end, perhaps by 6 but—"
"Then, I'll just have to help you out to finish quicker." He interrupted with a smile
"And yes. It's okay, I don't mind. Besides, didn't you say that you wanted to show me off?" He added with a smirk
Blushing at the latter part of his response, you shake your head with a smile and led him to the lobby guard so he can claim a visitor's pass
Upon returning back to the third floor, you were met with an annoyed classmate "Y/n, what took you so long?! I literally called you 10 minutes ago." She asked
Mitsuya was about to apologize again, not until you had interjected with a sarcastic answer "Well apologies for enjoying my food and avoiding indigestion."
"Anyways, Mitsuya meet Yuna, my classmate, and Yuna meet Mitsuya, my boyfriend. He volunteered to help out with our booth."
"Hi! I look forward to working with you." Mitsuya greeted with a bow.
"Anyways, Kashi, I need your help here. Can you hold these two ends together, while I secure them in their place?" You said, already walking towards the problem at hand.
"Sure!" He replied, and your classmate was left speechless for a moment before she regained composure and went back to work as if nothing happened.
Boy did his presence cause such a ruckus, but it's not like everyone had time to gossip and pry more into the situation. Though one thing's for sure, you were undoubtedly proud to flaunt your boyfriend just for today.
The day finally ended, and all students were already being told to go home. Everyone bid their goodbyes and went their separate ways home.
"Man, I'm deadbeat tired."
"That must be heavy, let me carry it." Mitsuya said while taking your backpack and you could've sworn that the students you heard planning to go to the convenience store for food were now gushing and talking about Mitsuya's gesture.
"Thanks!"
Walking hand in hand on your way home, the day was definitely tiring but you wouldn't have it any other way.
"Ne, Kashi, I'm surprised you didn't bring your motorcycle. I kinda wish you did now." You said with a dry laugh
"Well, you mentioned that the couples in your class were walking back home together, so I thought that's what you wanted... besides, I didn't expect you would be running out and about today."
"Yeah, I didn't expect it either... but thanks anyways! I imagine that I would be trudging on my way back home if you hadn't come."
"Next time, I'll be sure to pick you up with my motorcycle then." He coolly said. Instantly lighting up and turning to him, "No way!" you exclaimed.
"OH! OH! You should also do the things they do in books where they lean against their motorcycles!"
Laughing at your behavior, he nods his head, "Sure thing, love."
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Reactions to Mad Worshipper's Chapter 239
New chapter title - 30. Madness, Worship. And Truth.
TL;DR - Cale pushes away Kendall's Dragon Fear. Clopeh can use his aura when Cale uses his DA. Kendall is scared of Cale and wonders if Cale's a god. Mad worshipper Clopeh about to meet mad worshipper elven heretic inquisitors soon.
DA vs Dragon Fear
We all know who won here. But contrary to expectations, we did not get long poetic descriptions of DA's effect on Cale's enemies. What we got was just... a normal description of Kendall being scared? 😂
It wasn't as bad as the murim arc where there were lots of metaphors. However, we did get Cale being misunderstood again. Kendall recalled Sisko talking about having faced "god" but not having seen them because "god" did not permit it. And he related that conversation to his situation now which was similar.
I'm unsure who the god that Sisko was talking about. Was she referring to the Dragon Lord? After all, dragons were treated as gods in this world.
Or was she referring to an actual god? If it was, then who was it? The first god I could think of was GoB because the description perfectly fit her. GoB let Cale and GoD "face" her, but never allowed them to "see" her.
Back to the topic, Kendall, who faced Cale but was too scared to see him, jumped to the conclusion that Cale must be a god then. 🤣🤣🤣
The Mad Worshippers
The new chapter title totally screamed Clopeh to me, and I was right! It referred to Clopeh, and perhaps the elven heretic inquisitors too.
Cale was still freaked out with smiling Clopeh and the nonsense he was mumbling. Clopeh was still immersed in his hidden light concept, and murmured that he had seen the truth. It was not faith. The path led him to the truth... Yeah, at this point, I am as confused as Cale on what the heck he was talking about. 😂
Raon interrupted when Cale was about to ask about the holy water. He reported that the second subjugation force was soon to arrive. I guess the interrogation is postponed then because Cale announced that he would go.
Cale had thought of going because his experiment had succeeded. He had earlier told his allies to check if they could use their mana and aura when he used his DA. So when Cale used his DA, Clopeh was able to manifest his white aura, making Cale's experiment a success. Thus, he decided to use his DA later to help Rosalyn's and Tasha's groups utilize their powers better when they fight against the second subjugation force.
Meanwhile, Kendall thought that Cale's group would have a hard time because he knew that the second group would have those heretic inquisitors too. And he described those elves as having a madness in their worship that bordered on obsession to the point that even he felt uncomfortable with it.
Clopeh declared that he would go face the second group too... So a mad worshipper (of Cale) and the mad worshippers (of dragons) would be meeting soon. 🤣🤣🤣 I can't help but be excited for the next chapter then.
Ending Remarks
I was quite surprised that we did not get all those metaphors about DA today. But the Clopeh scenes and his craziness made me laugh. The meeting between the mad worshippers had me excited, but I'm still disappointed that the DHB naming scene got postponed again. At this pace, we'd probably get it by February or March... 🥲
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Nook Cuddles
Wild tries to contain his chirp. He’s far too old to be making it, but Legend and Hyrule are gone. Legend to the castle to meet with his princess, and Hyrule with him.
Normally, Wild would have joined them, but he was on potion-making duty. The rest of the Chain are scattered; Four and Warriors to the blacksmiths; the rest to Kakariko.
Flock, miss you, he chirps. Want want want. They’ll be back later. There’s no reason to worry. The boys will be safe in the air.
Miss you, he whistles in a descending tune to the silent air. He’s done with potions and there’s little else to do, so he wanders inside.
The house is cozy; a more even mix of blues and reds among neutrals. True to his word, Ravio painted the blue walls and the whole house glows a warm cream. The sitting room is still a crazy mash of blue and white from their paint fight.
Wild wanders through the empty house, running his hands over tables and chairs. A blanket makes it into his hands, followed by a soft pillow. A throw from a spare room and, hey, there’s a decorative pillow that looks nice.
Before he realizes it, Wild is dumping his blankets and pillows in a corner, arranging them carefully. Then he steps back to observe.
It’s a sad excuse for a nest. A few blankets and pillows aren’t enough. Even worse, there are no items from Legend and Hyrule in it.
Still, Wild crawls on top of the blanket and pulls another over his legs. He curls in, fluffing his wings to shut out the rest of the room, and chirps. Miss you, miss you, don’t leave. At least there’s no one to hear the forlorn cries.
Flock? Come, need you, miss you! The silence of the house is deafening. It’s too similar to the days spent alone trying to save Hyrule. Before he made friends to help him preen. Before the yiga ruined his trust in others hands on his wings. Before, before, before—!
A whistle breaks through his misery; a wobbly version of his sub-flock call. It’s not Hyrule or Legend, and none of the other avians would copy the call.
“Wild?” It’s Ravio. He must be back from his errand. Okay? Worried, worry, want to help!
The champion sniffles into his arm. “Sorry, Ravio. I can give you the blankets back.” Despite the words, he hunkers down into his makeshift nest a little more.
“What’s wrong?”
Want flock, where, lonely— Wild cuts off the automatic stream of sound, teeth clicking.
The merchant is silent, then shuffles a little closer. Come, flock, help? Want to help! Flockmate, nest?
Wild shifts a wing slightly to peak out. The satin bowerbird is crouched next to his pathetic nest, wings tucked against his back.
He holds out a hand. “Nest?”
Wild shakes his head. “Don’t want you and Ledge’s nest,” he mumbles into his feathers. “No Hyrule.”
“Not that Nest. Come on.” When Wild still doesn’t move, he follows it up with a call. Chick chick, comfort, nestmate.
Wild is up and moving before his logical mind catches up to his instincts. Ravio grabs his hand and tugs him through the house to a hall door. Then they ascend up a flight of stairs. The nook is small, but there’s a wide window letting in sunlight. Most of the space is cut off by a wall; likely the other upstairs rooms.
Whistling curiously, Wild looks around. The small space is filled, not just with sunlight, but with a plethora of blankets, pillows, and other soft items. The floor is no longer visible in most places and there’s no pattern to anything.
It’s perfect.
He jerks forward before stopping and turning to Ravio. This isn’t his nesting material.
The merchant just smiles and waves. “Go for it. Mind if I help?”
Wild chirps and throws himself into the pile. Quickly, most of the items are stashed near the sunny window and he hops into the middle, wriggling and nudging with his wings to form a nice cavity to nest in.
Ravio tosses blankets and pillows around the edges, fussing with a few in particular till they reach his liking. Then he climbs into the hollow Wild formed.
“It’s a nice nest.”
“Thank you for sharing,” Wild manages, the tips of his ears red. Despite the embarrassment of missing his flock—it’s only been a few hours!—Ravio is an honorary part of the flock through Legend. It settles his instincts to have someone he considers familiar to nest with.
Ravio gives another approximation of the sub-flock call, which Wild repeats back to him. Then he does it again, slower, so the bowerbird can hear the nuances. The answer isn’t perfect; he adds a lilting trill at the end, but it fits their situation.
Here, chick, safe, cuddle-nest? Ravio chirps.
Wild chirps back and burrows into the merchant’s side. He keeps his wings pulled in tight so Ravio can arch a wing over him. It cuts off the sunlight, but it’s also safe.
Flockmate, yes, he chirps. Cuddle-nest.
Ravio purrs and wraps an arm around Wild, who relaxes into the pressure. The need to chirp for missing flock fades. And this is a much nicer nest; a good nest in a good location.
By the time Legend and Hyrule come home, Wild is sprawled in the nest, wings loose. Ravio dozes lightly, one wing still thrown across his.
Flockmate? Worry where? Home! Legend’s call carries, followed by Hyrule giving the sub-flock call.
Wild flicks an ear and raises his head, calling back. Here, yes, flockmate, cuddle-nest!
A minute later, their feet thud on the stairs and the two avians join them. Legend observes them, hands on his hips. “Nice to see you both hard at work.”
Cuddle-nest! Wild trills and Hyrule pushes past Legend to dive into the pillows and wiggle under Wild’s wing. He chuffs and wraps around his flockmate. Yes, missed you, missed flock.
Miss you miss you! Hyrule warbles back. Sad, lonely, not flock without you.
Ravio chirps at Legend, still outside the nest. “Care to join us?”
Cuddle-nest! Wild adds.
Legend goes, because there’s no way he’s sitting this out. He ends up sandwiched between Wild on his free side and Ravio sprawled half on top of him. The space isn’t really big enough for four boys and wings, but after a bit of shuffling and pushing pillows, they all settle.
The magpie gives a sleepy call, answered by the others. Flockmates safe, together, love you. Surrounded by feathers and contented chirps, Wild relaxes with his family.
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Could you do a Yami post like so you remember when Yami recruited Asta his first time but Asta was also messing up becuase if his grimwore well could you redo it but with a reader and he somewhat kinda starts liking her cause she’s trying real hard but she’s not meaning to mess up or anything
❦ HARDWORK
cw: none, this is fluff
this is cute :) not much romance, but this is what i came up with
the only time you could practice was on your break from work.
you were blessed with a rare magic attribute, but cursed with not having enough mana. it didn’t help that you were a commoner and no one expected great things from you, but all you wanted to do was protect people. after your first failed attempt at joining the magic knights when you were 15, you were devastated. its been years since then, but you haven’t tried again, you had no confidence in your magic, no matter how much you tried.
that’s why you were sweating, panting, and barely holding on as you amassed mana together in the sky. the powerful swirls solidified together, strengthening the attack, and it would have all gone perfectly if you didn’t slip up. you lost control, causing the dense magic to fall, bonking your head and sending you crashing to the ground.
the painful groan you let out shook your head, you didn’t even bother trying to get back up. that’s when you heard a bellowing laugh. the embarrassment turned to rage as you rolled onto your stomach and pushed yourself off the dirt. heat burned your face at the thought that someone saw you mess up that badly.
without looking to see who it was, you mustered up as much mana as you could and sent it flying at the person.
the laugh quickly stopped, a flash of black and silver easily slicing through your attack before you were met with the silhouette of a big man. he glared down at you with an unimpressed look.
“that wasn’t very nice.” he said, voice deep.
you huffed, “it’s not nice to laugh at people.”
“it was funny—” he mumbled.
“—it was not! what are you doing here anyway? don’t you have something better to do, stalker?”
if it were possible his look became more menacing, eyes narrowed even further as he puffed out a breath of his cigarette. he took a step closer, and you felt the overwhelming presence of his mana.
“you got a mouth on you, huh?” he said. “you got the power to back it up?”
with wavering determination, you were about to snap back another nasty remark when, in the soft breeze, you caught sight of the emblem sewed into his robe. unmistakably, it was the symbol of a magic knight’s squad.
the breath caught in your throat, the only sound emitting from you being a squeak.
he let out another laugh, darker this time, and if you weren’t already drained from training, you would’ve blamed him on the wobble in your knees.
“you’re funny.” he stepped closer, enough to reach out and gently flick your forehead.
it didn’t hurt, but you pouted anyway. “if you feel like it, join my squad.”
the magic knight tossed a black robe into your arms. dumbfounded, you just stared at it, trying to comprehend what just happened.
when words finally came back to you, you looked up only to find the man retreating.
“thank you.” you whispered.
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