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ryukatters · 8 months

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kaaatttt 😭😭😭 i need some satoru headcanons to heal my soul... what is he like as a bf??

ask and you shall receive my love (writing this to heal my soul)

content: modern AU, fluff, nsfw headcanons at the end

SFW

“mmm..i think i deserve a little treat right now.”

except he says that at least 5 times a day and you will also be given a little treat. he does not care if you don’t want to eat kikufuku right now, you will be accompanying him to get some.

speaking of, this man is basically eating 24/7. if gojo leaves your side for any reason while you guys are home, just know he is scavenging the kitchen for scraps like the raccoon he is.

food is one of satoru’s main love languages. there’s something oddly satisfying and strangely warm about his loved ones eating and sharing a meal together, even if they tend to make him the butt of the joke in every single dinner conversation.

will force you to become a sanrio girly idc (if you aren’t one already)

“babe, look!” "satoru, we have enough cinnamoroll plushies at home." "so you hate me then?"

the type to pick you up and spin you around whenever you two hug. he’ll spin and spin until both of you are dizzy and crash onto the couch.

attention whore. also just a whore in general but mostly a whore for (your) attention. will absolutely do the MOST to make sure your eyes are on him— i’m talking about poking your cheek, locking your phone if you’re scrolling through tiktok next to him, and it doesn’t even take much for him to start begging. he’s a loser like that.

scarily in tune with you. satoru is a lot more emotionally intelligent than he likes to let on around others, but he picks up on a lot of things. both of you are at a function and he can take one look at you and know that it's time to pack it up and go home.

is very sentimental about the things you give him/the things you two do together. before you started dating, satoru wasn't really one to collect tiny trinkets or keep ticket stubs because he thought they were just a waste of space. after you two got together, he started keeping virtually everything in a little box hidden in his closet. he realized that it's nice to give sentimental value to the little things, because then the memories associated with them live on in something physical.

he just... can't keep his hands to himself LOL. and like not even in a sexual manner either (sometimes), he just naturally gravitates towards you and is almost always touching you somehow— hand fiddling with your jewelry or hair, arm around your shoulder when you're sitting, arm around your waist when you're standing, playing footsies, whatever.

this man is painfully in love with you, and he makes it everyone's (mostly nanami's) problem. manages to bring you up in every single conversation with a lovesick grin on his face.

you will rarely ever hear satoru address you by your actual name. it will always be some variation of baby, babe, sweetheart, love, etc. uses snookums, cupcake, sweet cheeks, cinnamon sugar roll, my little sausage mcgriddle <3 on a rotating basis to annoy you

NSFW

you know those couples that just have this pent up sexual tension between them for no reason? like y’all could just be looking at each other but to everyone else it feels like you two are just eyefucking 😭 that’s you and gojo

no matter how long you guys have been together for, that spark between you just doesn't go away. people can see the immense physical attraction between you two.

is somewhat of an exhibitionist LMAO. he literally gets horny at the worst times and will drag you to the nearest supply closet, even if it means breaking the door in the process. who knows, maybe his real kink is vandalism

enjoys when you put up a bit of a fight/act like a brat. it makes putting you in your place so much sweeter.

very vocal— talking, moaning, whimpering. he sounds very pretty. he's extremely receptive to your touch so simply rubbing your hand along the bulge in his jeans has him moaning like a pornstar.

say it with me: satoru gojo is a pussy👏🏻pleaser👏🏻!

really likes going down on you. he thinks he could stay in between your thighs forever if you'd let him.

nasty. will cum inside you and clean it up with his tongue.

oscillates between wanting to overstimulate you and deny you. sometimes he does both. the way you get this hazy look in your eye and become so pliant, so needy for him gets him going.

he gets strangely possessive during sex. maybe it's a way for him to affirm that you really do love him and find him attractive.

"i'm the only one that can fuck you like this, right? make you feel this good?"

is a fan of snacks during aftercare LOL. you could have just had the most wild sex of your life, with the two of you panting as you lie in bed before satoru rolls over and opens his nightstand drawer and pulls out a pack of oreos before shoving one into your mouth

Some of these aren't even bf headcanons they're just how I think he'd be LMFAO

#i have a lot more but i'll stop #gojo headcanons #jjk headcanons #satoru gojo x reader #satoru gojo headcanons #gojo x reader #jjk x reader #satoru x reader #kat's writing #kat’s demon time

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mitsies · 2 years

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how they say 'i love you' ; jujutsu kaisen

geto suguru does your chores for you when you're too tired. he'll launder your clothes, pick up groceries, clean your room- he doesn't mind. and he won't lord this over your head, or give you a hard time about it- he does these tasks and then says not a word. he'd do anything for you, no questions asked.

itadori yuji will tell you. he'll tell you over and over again, until you're sick of hearing it. and then he'll show you how much he loves you by never leaving your side, by always being there, by proving how you're always the first thing on his mind. his undying loyalty knows no bounds- and he'll tell you that forever.

inumaki toge makes you things. the first thing he made you was a necklace, and it was the first of your now very large collection. he's made you trinkets and jewelry and drawings and anything you could ever want- and he still thinks it's not enough. each item is a piece of his heart and soon they'll all belong to you.

okkotsu yuta listens. you could talk for hours upon hours, you could cut his own sentences off and ignore anything he has to say and he'd still listen to you. he pipes in with commentary, nods, and asks questions so you know that he cares and he's really hearing you. to some, this would seem like a chore. but to yuta, this is his favorite part of any day- so long as he gets to hear your voice.

fushiguro megumi will write to you. he's methodical, but you make him lose all logic- he needs somewhere to put all the pent-up love he holds for you. so he uses his words in a way he can never verbalize- he writes you love letters and slips them under your dorm room door before leaving, he sends you sweet texts before putting his phone on do-not-disturb, and he scribbles little sticky notes with unspoken compliments that he couldn't quite yet bring himself to say aloud.

nanami kento cooks your meals. before you even return home, he's in the kitchen, cooking dinner with your favorite ingredients. in the mornings, you wake up to the fragrant scent of honey and cooking pancakes, and when you think you've forgotten your lunch at home, you open your work bag to find a dish of pasta waiting for you. when you come home and thank him, nanami pretends to be annoyed with you. he knows he's faking it- you do too.

gojo satoru tries to make you laugh. once he venmo'd you 5k with the message 'poopy fart' to try to make you smile. another time he tripped yuji so he faceplanted to get at least a smile out of you. he does all this because to gojo, there is no sound more beautiful than your laugh and the high that comes from him being the reason you smile is the most intoxicating emotion he has ever felt. there is nothing he wouldn't give for your happiness.

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junosmindpalace · 2 years

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jjk + birthday gift giving

yuji itadori: is not slick at all when trying to figure out what you want for your birthday. maybe not the type to right out ask you what you want, but will probably be something like “say what’s something you’ve been wanting to get!” feel like he’s the type to be a little confused and stressed when actually shopping. he wants to get you something nice and there’s a looot to choose from. probably ends up giving you a gift card and some of your favourite snacks/candies in a nice bag with a big smile.

megumi fushiguro: also the type to either get you nothing or a gift card. but if you really mean something to him, i feel like he’ll put in a bit more effort into getting you a meaningful gift. for example, if there was a book you were really interested in getting, he’ll buy you a hardcover copy and leave it wrapped on your nightstand. he’s attentive, and that means he must’ve picked up on something. even if it was something you mentioned you wanted six months prior, he’ll still get it, even if you’ve lost interest (but he doesnt need to know that).

nobara kugisaki: has a field day when going shopping for your gift, but ends up buying more for herself than for you. i honestly don’t know if her gifts to you would be really cool and personalized or if she would just buy something she really liked and gave it to you. if she were to do the latter, i’d say feel appreciated, because there’s a good chance she wanted to keep it for herself. really enthusiastic when giving you her gift and talks about her experience while buying it.

satoru gojo: gives you a bunch of souvenirs hes collected from his travels. he goes through each one and talks about what they are and where they come from and what he did to attain them. it’s kinda him subtly flexing that he was able to get so much from so many places (and even get some souvenirs mid battle) but you can tell he’s put some thought when he presents you a dessert you like or an item related to an interest of yours.

toge inumaki: honestly really thoughtful. not the type to get you something too extreme or expensive but the effort definitely shows. he remembers your birthday in advance and isnt really the type to try to find something last minute. maybe he’ll get you a nice bag if youve been complaining about needing somewhere to store all your stuff or your favorite bakery treats, dozens of each! gifts you a silly card drawn in crayon to give it his own fun touch.

maki zenin: you dont really expect much, or anything for that matter, from maki, but she does want to get you something. she asks inumaki and panda about it, and they have to help her out because shes not good at shopping. she ends up getting you something classy like jewelry or nice accessories (again, with the help of inumaki and panda) and she’s nervous about presenting her gift, telling you how you better like it as she stuffs a small decorated bag with tissue paper inside into your hands.

panda: a cheesy rendition of happy birthday being sung to you is how youre greeted by panda on your birthday. he twirls around and excitedly hands you a box with your favorite desserts and foods in general, though youre a bit confused on how he managed to get them. he ends up stealing a couple from you but its only fair since he bought them, is what he tells you.

kento nanami: genuinely cannot tell if his present has class or is super plain and basic. maybe he’ll get you a nice watch! A nice perfume! Or maybe he’ll take you out to dinner at a restaurant you really like! or maybe he’ll get you a coupon! you’re honestly pretty torn. he buys something for you only because he feels like its obligatory, but if youre closer, maybe he’ll be a bit more sensitive and invite you out to that bakery he visits.

have been so unmotivated to write school really has sucked the life out of my creativity. it was my birthday yesterday so i wrote some hcs :) i should start properly putting stuff out by next week!

#jujutsu kaisen headcanons #jjk hc #jjk headcanons #jjk oneshot #jjk x reader #jjk scenarios #jjk imagines #jjk imagine #jujutsu kaisen hcs #jujutsu kaisen one shot #jujutsu kaisen x reader #yuji itadori x reader #megumi fushiguro x reader #nobara kugisaki x reader #toge inumaki x reader #maki zenin x reader #kento nanami x reader #satoru gojo x reader

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mossmurdock · 11 days

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speaking of teenage nanami and the summer fling he had with manic pixie dream reader, i think he keeps the matching jewelry you two share

he wont wear it, but it’s sitting in his room somewhere, tucked into a drawer and collecting dust well into his 20s and 30s and so on. he just can’t bring himself to throw them away.

#moss speaks #ch: nanami kento

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de-bauchry · 2 years

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LETS DO THIS !!

⤷ about me

ALUCARDS MISTRESS, UTAS VIXXN!!

the names nux, im 20 yrs old, queer, an agender transmasc nonbinary being. you can refer to me with they/them he/him it/its pronouns. I am very much black.

monster fucker enthusiast

hellsing and death note r one of my fav animes

ima virgo! september 22nd baby, an infp-t

I take after aakasha, bayonetta, mileena, lowkey dante, L, and Sir Integra kinnie wise.

i know phrases from many languages but speak none fluently. I’m self taught.

i self ship but not in a delusional way I mean there is delusion but y’all be thinkin this real life these r characters.

my interests ⤶

anime, music!! horror, different languages/cultures, traveling, fashion; specifically alt fashion, theorizing, philosophy, psychology, swimming, Alucard 🥴 i am his spouse afterall, gaming, kink, spirituality!! big mental health fan all about mental health fr, basketballll, collecting jewelry, cosplay (but im broke)

⤷ what I write!!

I write a lot of queer coded fics, black reader, chubby reader, male reader, gender neutral reader, and mtf trans reader or trans femme reader etc. i do write fem reader stuff as well but it comes easier for me to write queer coded reader than the normy stuff

Characters/Animes I’ve written about

Jjk: nanami ,

Jjba: anasui

Knb: aomine

haikyuu: asahi , bokuto

kengan ashura: tokita ohma, inaba ryo

⤷ DO NOT INTERACT IF:

A MINOR, a killing stalking stan, painter of the night stan, write stuff or support incest, r!p3, underaged shit, racist, anti lgbtq+, go away if ur fatphobic, a thinspo acct. GTFO IF YOUR A FUCKING YAGAMI YATO STAN. if you write stuff for killua and gon, and pedos.

#de bauchry reads #navi !!#navigation #queer writer #read my dni

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tojisveryown · 3 years

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𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝

Ｓｙｎｏｐｓｉｓ: 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘕𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 :)

Ｗａｒｎｉｎｇｓ: 𝘕𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧. 𝘌𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺!

Ｎｏｔｅ: 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴! 𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘊𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘰, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘐'𝘥 𝘥𝘰 𝘕𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘪! 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵!

↳ Nanami would be the type of boyfriend that’s not really into PDA, he believes that not everyone needs to see you guys making out of constantly touching (ex. hugging, hand holding, kissing ect.) That doesn’t mean that he would hate kissing you, he actually loves when you pepper him with kisses after a long day at work especially when he has to deal with Gojo. Although he hates PDA he wouldn’t hesitate to pull you into a kiss if he noticed some guy checking you out.

↳ You and Nanami have a different form of affection than most couples, you show each other that you love them buy doing simple things. Such as Nanami baking you a cake for when you’ve scored an interview for a job. He heavily believes in not following gender norms, he’ll wear your apron while cooking and cleaning if it meant you were able to get in a few extra hours of sleep. He especially loved it when you two would clean your shared apartment together, he loved the idea of songs playing in the back while you two dusted the bookshelf filled with his favorite books and the snow globes you two collected when traveling.

↳ Nanami would enjoy getting you simple things, such a key chain that he knew you’d fawn over the moment you saw it. The things he brings home to you can vary. One day he’ll bring you a cute sundress that he thinks you’ll look amazing in and he’d be right. Another day he’d bring you break from the bakery he goes to during lunch, or maybe he’ll bring you a jewelry box that he’d think you’d put to good use.

↳ During Nanami’s lunch breaks he’ll almost always head to the local bakery. The sweet girl who works there would make conversation with him and would add in an extra of their “bread of the day”, at first Nanami would think it was some sort of mixup and that it wouldn’t happen a second time but time and time again the ever so sweet girl would add in extra bread in hopes that Nanami would catch on. “I think you’ve been accidentally adding in extra bread with my order-” “No no Nanami-san, those are for your girlfriend!” “Oh I see-, how do you know about Y/N?” The girl laughed before pointing to the picture Nanami had of you in his wallet “She’s very beautiful you know? Please make sure to give her the bread!”

↳ You and Nanami would constantly have to deal with Gojo, he’d always be third wheeling your dates and come over uninvited. Nanami would hate having your precious alone time together be ruined by the menace named Gojo. Although you didn’t mind, you liked seeing Nanami get so worked up when Gojo was around, it wasn’t until Nanami permanently banned him from your beloved place when he threatened to take you away from him.

↳ Going along with deal with Gojo, you’d often see Itadori. Itadori looked up to Nanami and Nanami loves Itadori although he doesn’t show it. Unlike Gojo, Itadori is welcomed in your place at all times, Nanami loves taking the two of you out on a date. Many people have thought that the three of you were a family and the thought of you having a family with Nanami softened your heart. Yuuji would love your cooking, so much that he’d ask Nanami for some left overs everytime he’d go to Jujutsu Tech. You were like Itadori’s mom and to Nanami seeing you in your motherly nature made him fall more in love with you by the second.

↳ The way Nanami proposes to you is by asking you to lift up the patted board in the jewelry box he’d gifted to you. There you saw a ring laying on a card that says: You are my home and I am yours, seeing you everyday gives me strength. Will you stay with me forever in hopes of seeing our home be complete?

↳ A couple months after your honeymoon the pregnancy test you took came out positive and you wanted to surprise Nanami the news of your home being complete. You had asked Yuuji for help and when you told him he news he bursted out the words “I’M GONNA BE A BIG BROTHER?”, You two ended up making dinner. As Nanami was eating he noticed that every time a portion of food would be gone and down his stomach a new word would appear, he eyes the both of you. You and Yuuji couldn’t contain your laughter. Nanami quickly finished his food and read what the plate had said while sipping his wine. The words “You’re gonna be a dad, I’m pregnant.” echoed in his mind. He chocked on the wine and stood up staring at you then Yuuji, then back to you. The three of you embraced in a hug and that was the start of your beautiful family.

↳ Yes, Yuuji was in your family pictures. No, Gojo was not the best man

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gojology · 3 years

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— Gojo and Nanami | Their Insecurities

pairing : insecure gojo x gender neutral reader, insecure nanami x gender neutral reader warnings : unedited, probably some misspellings, maybe some cursing, i probably dont make sense at all wordcount : 1703 a/n : this is so bad dear god please forgive me for deeming this as content

GOJO SATORU ‧₊˚✩彡.

☆ Gojo’s insecure about his lack of bodyhair. His lack of facial hair and arm hair worries him. Being babyfaced wasn’t something positive in his eyes- no, he wishes he was physically more masculine.

Your eyes meet his, the sun rays bathing both of you in an orange filtered light. His mouth is slightly opened, skin flush to the touch. After a night of intimacy, your ready for another round, pushing your palm towards his forehead. “Good morning, Satoru.” you say, voice slightly wavering even in the most private presence, without the formalities and what not, he’s surprisingly normal, and it’s taken you a bit to adjust to that. He’s warm, but it’s the good kind of warm, and it shows on his silly, dopey smile.

You guess it wasn’t the time for more sex, so you resist your urges, directing the energy to something else.

Gradually, your palms find themselves on his cheeks, and you pinch them slightly, giving him a look you hope is loving- because you really do mean it. Your rest assured, as the curve to his swollen lips grew even wider. The sounds of bird chirped as your fingers danced across his jawline, finally at your final stop, his chin.

You tip his chin up, and sure enough, hickeys are adorning his neck. A feeling of joy and honor fills you for a brief second, you were the one that was allowed to see him vulnerable, given the pass into his locked up heart. He finally breaks the silence between the two of you, pushing away your slack hand delicately.

It’s peculiar, there’s a tremble to his lips, like he’s scared, or about to burst into a fit of tears. You think it should be the other way around, but here you were, arms held close to your chest, looking at him with a mixture of curiosity and anticipation, bated breath preventing you from questioning the sudden change in tone.

“Hey, um, Y/N, weird ass question, but, am I hairy? Like, wooly mammoth hairy?”

You can’t tell if it’s sarcasm or not.

Trying not to make a face, you shrug your shoulders. “Well, I mean, not really. You’re actually pretty nonhairy, in terms of uh... The average-” you pause, realizing how drastically his face fell. “-But I do like non-hairy guys! Who would wanna date a wooly mammoth anyways? Hey, baby..” you coo, giving him a tiny peck on the cheek, fluttering your eyelashes. “What’s this about? Hey, you know, you can just be straightforward with me, I don’t mind.”

He doesn’t take a moment of hesitation, exasperatedly blurting out, “Does my lack of.. Hair, bother you?” but it seems he regrets it, your cheeks puffing up, stifling a giggle. Yet, he maintains the bone-chilling eye contact, his eyes are as vivid as ever, so blue it looked like the entrance to heaven. Your immediately lulled, whatever he was going to say was definitely urgent.

“W-What? Are you being serious?” covering your mouth, your voice is muffled, but his face looks absolutely terrified, and you relish in how funny he looked. It wasn’t everyday that he was genuinely frightened, well, maybe he didn’t show it often. “Of course not! Why would I be even remotely worried about bodyhair when I have something way more eye-catching in front of me?”

The shock turns into a sheepish smile, returning for a second time, your heart melting instantly. He takes a long, deep breath, exhaling the tension away, tugging at the covers to go over his chest. You hadn’t realized that he had stolen more than half of the blanket for himself, but you don’t make a fuss about it.

For all the weight he carried on his sagging shoulders, you’re sure the warmth is appreciated.

NANAMI KENTO ‧₊˚✩彡.

☆ Nanami thinks he’s a boring person, through and through. Outside of work, he doesn’t see why anyone would want him. Some days, he wonders if he should pick up on Gojo’s personality, telling jokes and being sarcastic and what not.

The fine, white porcelain Nanami had gifted you was beautiful, to say the least. Nanami frequently shone it until it glimmered in the light, wiping any smudge or speck of dirt that dared to get on his beloved tea set that he gifted to you a few months prior. Gold trim, alongside depictions of birds fluttering about, and your favorite flowers. It’s perfect for you, and that’s why he had gotten it. His eyes had instantly brightened, picturing your beaming face as you served the two of you some tea.

But he wonders, would you be happier if he perhaps gifted you something more up to date in comparison to the porcelain? He had enough money to buy you the world, bags, jewelry, he’d often used to hear stories of his co-workers giving their wives expensive, well, anything, and they’d be over the moon. A sudden realization grew inside of him at the thought of this:

Was he too out-of-date?

The thought went rampant in his usually collected mind, twisting and turning at night, only the sound of you, deep in sleep, could calm the troubled man down. As a consequence to his overthinking, he got little to no rest, and if he got little to no rest, his eyebags would turn their ugly, sneering faces in his direction.

And so, as he’s baking tea cakes to go along with the afternoon tea the two of you would routinely drink, he’s going deep into depth of himself. He’s a good worker, good at...

What was he good at? Aside from work, he can’t see why he’d be of use. Nanami acknowledges he’s stoic, which may be good in some cases, but often, everyone runs away from him because he appears as scary with those cold, calculating eyes. As opposed to Gojo, everyone enjoyed how lenient of a teacher he was. Well, Nanami isn’t sure on that, maybe aside from Megumi, Nobara, and Yuuji, everyone hated that. Regardless, him and Gojo don’t share something in common.

Gojo has humor, and he doesn’t.

So why did you like him?

Nanami’s subconsciously drumming his long, bony fingers against the counter, eyes studying the ceiling like it’s the last thing he’ll ever do. Steadily, an acrid smell completely overwhelmed your senses- now, you’re hacking into your arm, and finally, Nanami comes back to Earth.

He blinks a few times, like he’s drinking in his surroundings, before he realizes the tea cakes are completely burning into a crisp.

Now, he’s on heightened alert, yanking open the handle to the oven and fanning out the flames with a random oven mitt he had hastily grabbed for. Beads of sweat are developing on his skin, before finally, you rush in, still hacking up a storm with a large pot of freezing water in your shaking hands.

Nanami curses himself for ever appearing as informal, but then he remembers he’s infront of his significant other, he didn’t have to put on an act. His face relaxes, and he opens his mouth to speak, to apologize, but he’s paused- by you. You raise your palm up at him, the other hand opening up a window looking over the garden.

“Nana.” he freezes completely, the affectionate nickname was specially reserved for confrontations like this. You spoke softly, which, for some reason, was significantly worse than you screaming into his ear. Your eyes follow suit, staring at his collar, loosening his tie. He winces, but Nanami’s not sure why he does. You had touched him millions of times, so why was it now that he didn’t accept it?

“Yes, my love?” he finally breathes out, wrapping a strong, gentle arm around your waist just loosely. You place your thumb just below his lower lip, your index finger rubbing his plush lips all at the same time. The exchange is purely affectionate, yet, he’s still tense.

“What has gotten into you?” you murmur.

“I- Nothing, darling, I’ll bake another-”

“No.” is all you say before you grab him by the chin, unwavering. Usually, those piercing eyes of his are emotionless, something shocking. The eyes are the gateway to the soul, so why is it that it’s blocked off? But you guess it wasn’t the case here, he stared back with the same level of intensity, fear and peculiarity. You stay in that position for a little, savoring just how much you must mean to him, it wasn’t everyday he was vulnerable and let you inside. Your breathing is heavy, eyelids heavy as well due to his routinely ruckus every night, but you’re determined to erase any trace there was left of that. You kiss him. It’s sloppy, yet chaste. A fight for dominance usually occurs between the two of you, and almost routinely, Nanami wins, but this time, he lets you do the work.

Your lips never once trail away from his own. Heavy breathing through nostrils, hands roaming where it shouldn’t at such an early time, but who gave a fuck about the rules? It wasn’t a workplace, and you’d never let it be one. He clings onto your figure, you savor his muscular physique. Not once do his hands not roam, your flesh was his, and his was yours.

Finally, you pull away, heat rising to your cheeks, tears are beginning to dawn on your glassy eyes. “I’ve listened to you roll around in bed every night, mumbling shit about how you don’t see why I’d want you. You better donate your eyes and brain to charity right now.”

This wasn’t the reaction, or beatdown he was expecting. He flinches at the vivid image he got of you gouging out his eyeballs. “...Why must I do that?

“Because, you don’t use them, obviously. If you took a fucking second of your life to look deeper into your personality below the surface level, you’d see how fucking amazing you are and I love you for that.”

Shaking your head furiously, you shush him up yet again when he finally decides to speak up, tears are beginning to spill down your cheeks. “Shut up, Nana. Shut. Up.” pulling him in for another kiss, your hands grabbing at his shoulder like he was going to let go.

But he never did.

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the-amaranthine · 2 years

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fated.

Royal Au.

wc: 1.1k

pairings: knight!nanami kento x gojo!afab!reader

notes: hey! im swamped with finals right now, but i promised i'm working on ‘begin again.’ this is a small drabble i conjured up bc i was feeling really shitty today.

happy reading!

“Lady Y/n, you will certainly hurt yourself if you continue this childish act.” She scoffed, not caring for her knight, her lover’s opinion at the moment. Not when her so-called lover had another lady wrapped around him in the market earlier.

She continued her ascension up the hill, desperate for air, and also desperate to get far enough from the dukedom, far enough so she can yell at her lover, not at her knight. Far enough so she is no longer Lady Gojo, the only daughter of the Gojo duchy, and the man in front of her no longer her knight Sir Kento Nanami.

“How dare you! You have let that woman from earlier slither her limbs around you, you are not daft Kento, you were aware of her intentions!”

“That woman you’re talking about is Lady Mei the daughter of a count, whom I’m sure you are aware of. How can I, a mere knight, decline her advances?” She already knows of this; her jealousy is just causing for all lines and logic to be blurred at the moment. “Did you think I was happy as the young heir of the Kamo duchy was courting you, quite blatantly, in the middle of the gods damned market?” That dissipated her anger. It was true, Lord Noritoshi kissed her hand today, and was asking if he could visit her in their estate for tea. And that only meant one thing.

Noritoshi Kamo had plans to court her for marriage.

It would be a political one, of course, as the Gojo’s, or rather her eldest brother Satoru, was in direct line for the throne. Many of the noble families wanted connections and power, and those are acquired between marriages. Additionally, she has never even once had a conversation with Noritoshi, she went to the same academy as him, but she was usually isolated from the rest of the students.

The requirement of the twelve knights not including her personal one, around Y/n Gojo at all times often spoiled her already obliterated social life.

Regardless, Kento knows that she has no plans on marrying Noritoshi, or anyone in that matter. She already spoke to Satoru about it. Her brother did not care that Y/n is choosing to be a spinster. Her father, the Duke of Gojo, on the other hand, had voiced his objections, even made it clear that his final life mission was to marry Y/n off to some wealthy and powerful noble family before he perishes.

As much as she wants to scream to the world that her heart has already been taken by the incredible man in front of her, Kento was the one who always stopped her. He reasoned that it was not the right time yet, and they must wait until his savings is enough, so he can support her.

He said that two years ago though.

Y/n is getting as restless as her father, most of the women her age was already married and had birthed at least two children, two heirs specifically. She knew that she had to accomplish her plan with Kento this year.

As the two lovers whispered their apologies and sweet assurances, they watched as the sun was swallowed by the horizon, until the bright moon shone upon the star-littered sky.

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Toji Zenin.

He was the man who she is betrothed to. The Duke of Zenin, is the man she has to marry in two months.

All her protests and pleas fell on deaf ears. As her father’s vassals along with her father continued to lecture her of her responsibilities as the only daughter of the duchy. Satoru is not available at the moment as he is occupied in the war with the Eastern empire. She had no one to back her up.

And as she was sent back to her room, she knew that Kento and her had run out of time. They must flee tonight, knowing her father, he will most likely keep her locked down until the wedding.

Grabbing her belongings stashed underneath the crease inside her windowsill, she began to collect as many jewelries as the canvas bag could handle. This would have to suffice as their allowance, and transportation fare. There was a knock on her door, and she hurriedly stuff the canvas bag underneath her ball gown. To her luck, it was only Kento.

“You must have been given the orders from my father already. He will probably only assign you tonight, but I’m expecting a whole squadron by dawn.” Kento could only nod in return. He was most likely brewing over the fact that Y/n was to be Lady Zenin soon. But they had no time to dwell over a future that will never happen. As she grabs his arm and lead Kento to the passageway hidden by her fireplace.

“Let us run away.” Kento only looks towards her in response. “I do not care about money, as long as I am with you I will be overjoyed. Imagine it Kento, us waking up to each other in a small cottage, hm? Maybe we were even woken up by our children’s early morning ruckus? That would be more than enough for me.” Kento is still silent, but he is littering his feather-light kisses around her face. “Unless, this is not what you want any more, my love? Please tell me if I am making you uncomfortable.”

“I am utterly and painfully besotted to you, my darling. I am so in love with you, I will do anything, whether it be hurting me, just to keep that smile plastered on your face. Remember that, alright?”

Descending, Kento only clutched her hands, and she held with as much vigor. They were both terrified, she knew that much, Kento had always been a rule abider, this whole act misaligns with his sacred knight oath and morals.

Reaching the forest was no easy feat, and for some reason, there was a plain carriage hidden near the trees. Her lover must have arranged this. “I love you Kento. I know that you do not like what is happening as of this moment, but I really do appreciate you setting aside your morals, to finally build our life.” She searches his eyes, and it was a bit difficult with the onyx atmosphere surrounding them, but she manages.

Only the eyes staring back at her were empty. Cold. Ruthless. They were the eyes of the famous and loyal knights of the Gojo family.

As much as she denied what was in front of her, the relentless reality of her situation was slapped at her, as her father stepped out of the carriage. She tried to make a run for it, but Kento, no sir Nanami caught her easily, and carried her by her father’s side.

Her father only lands a crisp slap on her lips and turns away. Then she notices the clutter of knights around them, they must have all been hidden in plain sight. “Take her back to the estate, the duchess will first discipline her, then she will be moved to the third wing.” The third wing is a place for prisoners.

She could only laugh humorlessly as she began to stare at Kento, trying to invoke at least one emotion out at him. There was none, he couldn’t even look at her.

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One week later, after her mother’s group of lady in waitings flogged, beat, slapped, and abused her mentally, she sat at her now new room in the third wing.

It must have been the stubbornness in the Gojo blood, for she still had the strength to hope, the strength to count down the days until her brother visits. If she had the timing right, her brother would be made aware of her impending marriage now, and would hopefully be rushing home, since he knows of Y/n’s initial wishes.

To her dismay, another round of discipline dwelled upon her, that afternoon. Only this time, it was not a wave of feminine perfume and heavy ball gowns, it was a blonde-haired knight at her door. She hated her mother for bringing Kento here. She hated herself more, for not being as enraged with him anymore.

“I am only here because of the generosity of his Grace, the Duke. This is his final gift for you until your marriage.” She could only stare at him in disbelief. The Kento she fell in love with is gone now. Replacing him is this disgustingly empty shell of a man.

“Was any of it real?” She hadn’t meant to say that. She did not want him to have the satisfaction of knowing how she felt, not anymore. But deep down, she knew she would go insane if her questions had not been answered.

Searching her personal knight’s intense yet somehow empty eyes, and her curiosity is sated. The saying is true, curiosity killed the damn cat.

Just like how it is obliterating her whole soul this moment.

Kento Nanami had feelings for her, hell maybe he was in love with her. But that love is certainly not enough to steer her away from her impending fate.

She is sure that it would anguish her far less if Kento didn’t harbor any feelings for her. Since if he didn’t, she could blame this whole event on her naivete or even foolishness. But what is foolish is that she knew that this man held romantic feelings for her, this man saw her at all her highs and lows, and still chose to betray her, and she still managed to worry about his well-being right now.

The disciplinary actions enforced by her mother was not new by any means, it was hidden truth of the duchy, and Kento out of everyone knew how much these sessions scarred her. Yet, he did not care, did not love her enough, to stop it.

He did not deem his love for her enough to forsake his oath to the Gojo duchy. His sense of loyalty to her father weighted more, than her.

All her life, her parents and her teachers around her attempted to break and remold her as the perfect candidate for a wife. They had never succeeded.

But this knight, this treacherous betrayal committed by her once lover is what accomplished what many before him failed at. And he did not even waste any effort.

Kento Nanami was the one who broke her spirit.

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bunnys-babies · 2 years

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*walks in casually* heyyy. my fave?… nanami… i’m isfp-t he’s istj. our fave pastime isss lazing around the house together we’re in the living room he’s reading a book while i’m doing my art. to get on his nerves i sometimes don’t apply myself as good as i could/i let my worries get the best of me. to get on my nerves he sometimes is too logical not in a dismissive way but he just goes into machine mode n thinks it’s fine to sacrifice his rest n so on. us together is the beauty of a mundane domestic life.

Ahhh hello sweetie!!! Ty for participating and I hope you enjoy 😽🤍

Songs for the two of you <3

1. A Sunday Kind Of Love - Etta James

2. I’m Glad There Is You - Julie London

3. You Don’t Know My Name - Alicia Keys

4. Tupelo Honey - Van Morrison

5. Lovin’ You - Minnie Riperton

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Relationship HC’s <3

When I say y’all give me absolute white picket fence in the suburbs vibe in the most positive way possible I MEAN it

He’s a classic man and beyond and truly doesn’t expect anything from you - doesn’t need you to lift a finger and he’s just pleased with your existence

His love language is definitely quality time with you and loves popping in every now n then to see what your newest art escapade is and sometimes, you can get him to talk your ear off about the newest chapter he’s read in his book until he realizes how long he’s been talking (and gets a little red)

LOVE LOVE LOVES when you play with his bed head

It almost lulls him back to sleep but it feels so nice he doesn’t want to sleep (and he should really be getting up anyways he thinks)

You’re right, he totally does have a habit of overworking himself even if he believes he shouldn’t and tries hard to stick to a schedule

But sometimes it takes you coming up behind him to run your hands up and down his back, squeeze his arms n shoulders a little bit, and he’s relaxing into your touch and going to take a warm shower

Speaking of, he loves showering with you

Just washing your body and saying sweet intimate things, it’s not inherently sexual at all, he just loves getting to hold you against him and see you in all your beauty

Not only that but he loves when you wash his hair, and even use your favorite smelling body oil on him

Lowkey loves it when you pamper him hehehe

Whenever he sees you become overwhelmed emotionally, he’s always hushing you and telling you to breathe, collect your thoughts, and talk to him if you’d like

Or he can always just be a shoulder to cry on

He hates seeing the weight of things build onto you and would do anything to get rid of them

He LOVES buying you things, especially jewelry

Coming home a little bit later than usual just to come into the kitchen and put another new necklace on you, his fingers brushing your hair to the side and gently kissing your shoulder and the nape of your neck

And ofc one day it’ll be a ring instead hehehe

You guys are just <333

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I LOVE YA SWEETIE MWAH

#hehehehe love you!#[elles.1.5k!]

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suguwu · 3 years

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—> consignor, mei mei x reader

after losing an auction to you, mei mei wants to negotiate.

her method is...unorthodox.

—>with violence a birthright, villain!nanami x reader

a sorcerer. a curse user. a cursed object.

round and round you go.

—> untitled, nanami x reader

as it turns out, the only worse thing than dropping and spilling your bag of expensive, custom garden soil is dropping and spilling it on a handsome, well-dressed stranger in the lobby of your apartment complex.

then you find out it’s his apartment complex too.

(part of the meet cute collab)

—> untitled, nanami x reader

you run a restaurant recommendation blog that focuses on small, homey restaurants. as you grow more popular, you start to take suggestions from your readers. to your delight, you get lots of responses.

your first communication with nanami kento doesn’t stand out.

but everything that follows does.

—> untitled, dragon!mei mei x reader

the jewelry you design glitters and gleams, all perfect stones and delicate whorls of pristine gold. mei mei collects it, treasures it, tucks it away. it’s beautiful, she knows, but of all the gorgeous things she’s hidden away, you’re her favorite.

(part of the creature feature collab)

—> untitled, naoya x reader (x nanami)*

your mother buys you four years. four years of sour plums the color of a deep bruise, of scraped knees, of sea salt laughter, of strange little creatures lingering in the corners like cobwebs.

then you learn your family name should have been zen’in.

*maybe. probably. bc i’m weak.

—> hurry up and wait, hawks x reader (soulmate au)

sometimes being soulmates means knowing when to walk away. you know that better than most.

—> brought war into your bed—part vi, hawks x reader

hawks can strip you bare with nothing but a glance.

but you can see him, too.

—> untitled, kita x reader

with slow, soft hands, kita and you tend to your relationship. in the garden of your bed, you bloom.

—> untitled, kita x reader (yakuza au)

he tells you that you’re beautiful, and it shakes you to your core.

(based off of the iconic “you’re beautiful” scene in princess mononoke)

last updated ✬ June 19

there is no current timeline on any of these + everything is subject to change!

#bee organizes #bee's wips #when i say everything is subject to change #i mean it with my whole heart #also i'm BABY when it comes to new fandoms so hq!! may take a while

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valentinesparda · 3 years

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🌙🌙🌙 [slaps these down like dollar bills] let’s hear abt ur jjk bitch and whatever the heck else you want OwO

@lunaeloves jjk headcanons YES

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🌙 - at some point in his life, nanami got to play animal crossing and he loved it so much that it's become a peaceful pastime for him (and one of the only video games he'll ever play), and the only person that gets to know that is sini (who also loves animal crossing)

🌙 - sini collects bugs and bug themed jewelry, but their favourite piece is their golden choker chain modeled after a centipede

🌙 - and sini (despite having a similar personality to gojo) took forever to come around to and like gojo

#asks #silvie tag #si: sini

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pocket-luv101 · 6 years

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Spellbound by the Music || Ch. 3

Fandom: Servamp Characters: Mahiru, Kuro, Licht, Hyde Pairings: KuroMahi (main), LawLicht (side)

Summary: Mahiru came to Kuro with an offer. He would help reduce his prison sentence if he solved a mystery with him. They have to work together to catch a serial killer. {Detective AU}

Ch.1 || Ch.2 || (Ch.3) ||

“Here, Kuro, I made tea for you.” Mahiru had two cups in his hands and he placed one in front of Kuro. He sat across the desk from him and then took a sip of his own drink. A few detectives were staring at them and Mahiru could easily guess what they were thinking. He brushed their stares aside though. “Are you finished reading the profile I gave you, Kuro? I want to hear your opinion.”

“Didn’t I already listen you to go over the case ten minutes ago in the morning briefing? I don’t think I need to read your ten page report about it. I get the gist of this case. Crazy person is killing musicians in their home.” Kuro flipped through the file idly. “With all this information you’ve already collected, I don’t know why you want my help. Your colleagues obvious don’t agree with you.”

Since he grew up with people judging him and his siblings, Kuro thought he would be numb to people glaring at him. But he still felt their stares like a knife in his back. Mahiru smiled sympathetically at him and pushed the cup of tea towards him. “Ignore them. Detectives see a lot of criminals in our line of work. Sometimes we become jaded after they work this job for so long.”

Mahiru gaze became far away as he went on to say, “I hate seeing that happen. We can’t do our job well if we dehumanize people. Thinking simply, things aren’t always black and white. When I was ten, I caught a boy stealing from a store but I didn’t turn him in. I followed him and talked to him. He wanted to feed his family. I still think stealing is wrong but I can’t fault his intention. I don’t judge you either, Kuro.”

“You’re a strange man.” Kuro opened the folder and picked up the first photo. The picture was of a dishevelled bedroom. “This is the first murder?”

“Yes, the victim was an upcoming pianist. His manager was the one that found him. That was the messiest crime scene I’ve seen in a while. No one should ever have to see that. I already set aside the pictures of the bodies in another folder so you won’t come across them.” He told him. “At first, we thought that it could’ve been a robbery gone wrong but that’s obviously not the case.”

“I know robberies and this one looks staged. He didn’t take anything of value in the room. There’s a fancy jewelry box on her vanity. He probably opened it randomly to make it look like a movie scene.” Kuro tossed the picture onto the desk. “High profile targets like celebrities takes a lot planning. If it was me, I would target the house during a concert and I’m certain there’s a block of time they’re out.”

“I thought the same thing.” Mahiru nodded. “There was no sign of forced entry so the victim let the killer in. I made a list of people the victims would trust enough to let into their home. There were a few similarities but nothing stood out to me. As the murders went on, what the killer wanted from their victim became more confusing.”

“He stopped trying to make them look like robberies after the second one. He’s becoming more confident. Television lied, that’s a bad thing.” Kuro flipped through the other photographs in the folder. He scanned them for anything that could help the investigation. Nothing stood out to him. “He didn’t leave anything behind? No hairs or blood?”

“The victims were killed with a gun and I assume he took them by surprise so there wasn’t a struggle. The neighbours didn’t hear anything so he must have a silencer as well. Japan has strict gun laws and I looked through our database of registered gun owners but no one popped up. The killer must’ve obtained it illegally. You know channels to buy and sell things illegally through your… let’s say your side job.”

“So, that’s why want my help?” Kuro placed the photo back into the pile carefully. “I can take you to some people I know. If that’s all you need from me, this is going to be easier for me than I worried. I can relax in your apartment while you investigate. Can I convince you to give me a laptop to keep myself from becoming bored in your house?”

“Those contacts will be a great help. I would like your help throughout the entire investigation though. A fresh perspective might uncover something we overlooked.” Mahiru told him and he saw how hesitant Kuro was. He placed his hand on his leg. “Please, Kuro? I promise I won’t cause you too much trouble. Simply put, all you have to do is follow me around and tell me if you notice anything strange.”

He leaned closer as he waited for his answer and Kuro could see the stunning details in his brown eyes. Kuro pushed his chair back and turned away from Mahiru. “My brother used to tell me not to feed a stray cat because it’ll follow you around forever. You gave me my first warm breakfast in a while. You also promised to help me see my family again.”

“I don’t mind taking in stray cats.” Mahiru giggled at the silly comparison. He took his cup and tapped it against Kuro’s. “Here’s to the start of a new partnership. Let’s work together to find the killer.”

Mahiru set the cup back on his desk. “I want to talk to you more about the first murder. We don’t know his reason or motive but we can gather the first murder was personal for him at least. He stole a necklace from her. It hasn’t resurfaced in a pawn shops so he didn’t take it for the money. That’s the one and only time he took a trophy.”

“A necklace? Did you check if there’s a jealous ex or scorned lover in the picture?” Mahiru shook his head and took out another folder. Inside was a picture of a woman and he guessed she was the first victim. He stared at the necklace she wore.

“Her name was Megumi Nanami. Her mother gave her that necklace after she won her first competition. Since then, she wore it for each competition as a good luck charm.” Mahiru’s hands tightened into fists on his lap. “Her mother cried when she told me that she wanted her daughter to be buried with that necklace. I can't bring back her daughter but the least I can do is grant her wish and find her killer.”

A subtle flame burned in his brown eyes. It was clear that his determination was fueled by his kindness. Kuro didn’t know if he should admire him or say he was naïve. In the end, he concluded that Mahiru was far from a simple man. He wasn’t troublesome though. “I’ll help you with that. Do you have an idea of when he will strike next to who he will target?”

“He doesn’t have a pattern for when he kills.” He answered with a sigh. Mahiru was interrupted when his phone vibrated. He took a quick glance at the screen and saw Licht’s name. He opened the text quickly, hoping that it wasn’t related to the killer.

“Is something wrong?” Kuro asked once Mahiru became pale. Instead of answering, Mahiru jumped to his feet and hastily put away the folders in his desk. He barely finished locking the drawer before he grabbed Kuro’s arm and pulled him out of his feet. Kuro quickened his pace to match Mahiru’s. “Did something happen?”

“Licht just texted me and he said the killer approached him.”

“Excuse me, please give me the key card for room 205.” Mahiru tried to remain calm while he spoke with the receptionist. He flipped open his badge and she handed him the key card. He nodded to her politely even as he ran towards the stairs. The stairs would be quicker than waiting for the elevator considering that Licht’s room was on the second floor. Kuro was running close behind him.

Outwardly, Mahiru appeared calm but he knew that his heart must be racing from fear. He tried to call Licht during the drive to the hotel but he never answered his call. Mahiru pictured a million scenarios behind the door and he dreaded every single one of them. They reached the hotel suite and he shoved the door open. “Licht, are you okay?”

Contrary to Mahiru’s earlier fears, Licht was safe and sound in his suite. He didn’t hear the pair storm into his room because he was wearing headphones. But he saw them out of the corner of his eyes and said, “Hey, Mahiru, you came faster than I thought you would.”

“I’ve been calling for you for the past ten minutes! You sent me a text that says the killer approached you but you’re just sitting here like that’s nothing. Take off those headphones and tell me everything that happened. Did he attack you? Did he run away? Why the hell didn’t you call the police instead of me?” Mahiru yelled but Licht merely rolled his eyes.

“You’re not my mom, Mahiru, so stop lecturing at me. You should know that an angel such as myself can easily defeat a demon. I knocked out that demon and locked him in my closet.” He pointed to the closet and its doors were kept shut with a bike lock. Mahiru’s eyes narrowed at the closet. While Licht could be delusional, he wouldn’t lie to him intentionally.

Mahiru silently held out his hand to Licht who placed the key on his palm. He walked towards the closet but Kuro placed his hand on his shoulder. He whispered to him, “That guy is dangerous and he might be armed. We need to be careful if he’s conscious.”

Kuro pressed his ear against the door but he didn’t hear anything inside. He took out the key he stole from Mahiru when he whispered to him. He wanted to be cautious so he leaned his weight against the closet so it couldn’t open immediately. A thud immediately followed the lock falling to the ground so he knew the man had regained consciousness. “Troublesome.”

When he felt the door rattle again, he opened the closet to throw the man off balance. The man crashed to the ground and Kuro was shocked when he recognized him. He immediately knelt down to untie the scarf around his wrists. “Hyde? What are you doing here?”

“Isn’t this your brother?” Mahiru frowned and went forward to help him. He interviewed Kuro’s family briefly for the robbery case so he knew he couldn’t be the serial killer. It was obvious that there had been a misunderstanding. “Licht, you attacked an innocent civilian. Do you realize that this is false imprisonment and you can be charged with a misdemeanour?”

“It’s citizen’s arrest!” Licht argued and stubbornly crossed his arms. In response, Mahiru groaned and rubbed his temple to hold back his frustration. “He must be the killer. When we bumped into each other, he knew your name, Mahiru. You’re not in the public eye so the only way he’ll know that we’re related is if he’s the killer. You did say it was common for criminals to follow the police case.”

“Yes, that’s true, but you can’t go around accusing random people with so little evidence. At least you’re safe. I was so afraid that you were hurt.” Mahiru relaxed. Despite the stubborn scowl Licht had, Mahiru knew that he must be worried about the serial killer. He went to apologize to Hyde on Licht’s behalf. “I’m sorry about this confusion, Hyde.”

“You know this demon?” Licht pointed towards the man.

“I guess you can call us acquaintances.” Mahiru laughed nervously as he tried to think of what to tell him. He couldn’t lie because Licht would instinctively know. “Hyde is the brother of my new partner and we talked a few times. Oh, I should introduce you to Kuro. Since we’re going to be working together on this case, you’ll likely see him often.”

From the corner of his eyes, he noticed Kuro and Hyde speaking to each other softly. He knew that they hadn’t been able to speak except for a phone call. Mahiru walked to Kuro and tapped on his shoulder. “Do you want to talk to your brother alone? I was planning to invite your family over for dinner this weekend so you could see them again. But this is a great chance for you to catch up. You can borrow Licht’s room to talk in private.”

“Hey, don’t offer my room to a pair of demons, Mahiru. I still can’t trust that blonde demon!”

“You can complain about that after I finish lecturing you.” Mahiru pulled him away. He looked over his shoulder towards Kuro. “I’ll be back in ten minutes.”

“I can’t believe that guy actually left us alone. Either he’s listening to us right now or he has a tracker on you.” Hyde watched the door. He spoke with Mahiru a few times and he seemed like a kind person. He couldn’t bring himself to trust the detective entirely though. “Do you think he has a camera in here? We can search this room for any blackmail material.”

“Sit down, Hyde.” Kuro told him. It was rare for him to sound so strict even though he was the oldest of eight. From his expression, Hyde knew that his brother wouldn’t let the issue go. “I thought you were going after a story about the CEO. What are you doing here? I know you have something planned. Don’t bother lying. I’m your brother and I can tell whenever you lie.”

Hyde cursed beneath his breath and leaned back against the couch. “I hate it whenever you get all brotherly and lecture me like this. We’re not teenagers anymore, Kuro. I can take care of myself. I was hoping to find some blackmail on Licht and use that against Mahiru if he betrays us. He’s using your family to blackmail you and I’m just doing the same.”

“Mahiru’s not going to go back on his word. He’s better than the other cops we knew. I trust Mahiru.” Kuro pulled out a chair to sit across from Hyde. “Before I went to jail, our family made a promise to put our crimes behind us. Don’t do something reckless. You’re better than that.”

“You’re one to talk when you’re always running off on your own to protect us. Is it wrong for me to want to do something for you? I’m your brother so you can rely on me too. I know I messed up the last job we had but…” Hyde bit his lip in frustration. He blamed himself slightly even though there was nothing he could do. “I got greedy and took that pocket watch. Mahiru was able to track it that down.”

“He only found the second dealer we went through. It wasn’t enough for him to connect it to our family.” Kuro reminded him. He placed his hand on his shoulder and told him. “I never considered anything your fault, Hyde. I was thinking of turning myself in long before that job. Right now, I’m relying on you to take care of World End and Lily while I’m helping Mahiru. You’re their older brother.”

“Why did you leave them alone? They could be making a plan to escape. Don’t you think their behaviour is a little suspicious?” Licht asked. The only thing keeping him from storming back into his room was Mahiru. He thought of what his first interaction with the demon. “My instincts tell me that he has a secret. There’s his smile too.”

“What about Hyde’s smile?” Mahiru probed but Licht only mumbled something beneath his breath. He decided not to push for an answer and changed the subject. “Kuro hasn’t been able to talk freely with his family for a long time. I can’t imagine how lonely that must be. So, just give them ten minutes to talk. I trust Kuro and you can too.”

“Unlike you, I can’t trust someone immediately after I met them. But they can borrow my room for three more minutes. I do trust your judgement even if you do sympathize with demons. Angels must purify them.” Licht casually nudged his shoulder and they laughed together. Lately, they had both been busy with their careers so it was nice to talk in person again.

“Kuro’s more of a stray than a demon. He’s going to do his best to help us. You don’t have to worry about that serial killer.” He promised him. No matter how much Licht insisted that he could protect himself, Mahiru knew that he must be worried about the killer as well. The fact that he over reacted to Hyde told him that. He had to admit that how Hyde approached Licht was strange. He wondered if he should ask Kuro about that later.

Mahiru looked towards the door when the two walked out. He stepped forward and he beamed a smile at Kuro. “I hope you two had a nice chat. A few more minutes and I would’ve had to stop Licht from kicking down the door. The media might be called the angel of music but he’s far from weak. Your brother can tell you that.”

“You can’t judge anyone by how angelic they appear. We were just talking about how you handcuffed me last night.” The good-natured retort made Mahiru laugh softly.

“We should get back to the office now that this whole misunderstanding is cleared up. Stay safe, Licht. That man only attacks his victim at night so don’t be alone with anyone you don’t trust. Remember, if Kranz is busy, just stay at my house for the night.” Mahiru continued to list safety precautions. “Maybe I should check your room one more time.”

“It’s time to go, Mahiru. Weren’t you the one that said we need to go back to the office?” Kuro pointed out and gently took his arm. He tugged him away and said, “This is a renowned hotel so it’s not easy for someone to break into his room. You don’t need to worry. Hyde, go to work too. You’re a freelance journalist but you can’t slack off.”

“So, he wasn’t lying about being a journalist.” Licht mused to himself and glanced at Hyde in the corner of his eyes. He had to admit that he was a little curious about the man. He was pulled from his thoughts when Mahiru spoke.

“I need to go now but call me if you need anything, Licht.” Mahiru hugged his cousin before he walked away with Kuro. He waved to him briefly as he walked down the hall with Kuro. Before he walked into the elevator, he made sure that Licht returned to his room safely. Once he and Kuro were alone in the elevator, Mahiru looked up at him.

With a soft smile, he said: “Thank you for being here with me. I was frightened for Licht and I rushed here in a panic. You helped me.”

“I didn’t do much.” Kuro scratched his cheek but Mahiru continued to smile up at him.

I wanted to have a family moment because I love the servamps.

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