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ohdeerfully · 3 months
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hiii! this is my first request on tumblr but i jus love alastor sm and there is NOT enough fics for me out there. so im asking u❤️
what abt alastor being jealous of someone else in the hotel? for example: angel dust, he puts on music and you two are dancing with eachother happily not noticing the red eyed demon with a tight grin. 🥰
Hii! Honestly after writing this I realized I didn't follow the prompt exactly, less jealousy and more Alastor being overprotective. Oh well! Hope you like it anyway :D!
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alastor x reader (fluff? alastor is just overprotective) part i TW: Cursing/Angel existing if you want tagged in the next part, lmk! join my discord! ═══ ◈ ══════════ ◈ ══════════ ◈ ══════════ ◈ ═══
Your fingers dragged down the skin around your eyes as you let out a long sight, sitting at Husk’s bar with shoulders propped on the cold counter. What a day it had been, running around in the typical chaos of the hotel as Charlie tried to get some group bonding activities finished. It was getting late, and you just finally had a moment of peace.
“‘Ey, toots!” The chipper voice broke your peace and you couldn’t help it when another audible sigh escaped you. The culprit of the broken science paid no mind.
Turning your head, you narrowed your eyes and made eye contact with the lanky pink spider. You were a little salty at him in particular, being one of the main catalysts to the everyday insanity. He had an easy grin played upon his lips as he stared back down at you with his multicolored eyes, one pair of arms on his hips that jutted out a little too unnaturally in a mischievous pose. His golden tooth glinted under his light grin with a similar air of “hey I’m up to no good right now.”
“You look fuckin’ tired!” He barked a laugh, dramatically squeezing his eyes shut in a theatrical show of laughing in your face. It really wasn’t that funny, and you couldn’t stop the frown that touched your lips as you watched him. He took pride in being the way he was. Annoying.
“No thanks to you, Angel,” You clipped back. You turned your head to watch Husk, who was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed. He had become an expert in ignoring the spider demon’s presence, which was how he managed to stay sane with said demon’s constant flirting and sexual nature.
“Anyway,” He waves away your targeted words with a wave of his hands as his eyes roll up. “I was thinkin’ we get outta here for the night? Me and Cherri were gonna have a “girl’s night.”” You briefly thought about the humor in Angel admitting to being ‘one of the girls,’ but pushed the thought away to consider his invitation. “It wouldn’t hurt ta get some fresh air. This place is real stuffy sometimes, and a huge snooze fest,” he persuaded. He rested his face on one pair of hands, fingers laced under his chin, as he leaned against the bartop in anticipation for your answer.
You purse your lips in thought. It wouldn’t hurt, right? You didn’t go out clubbing a lot, and with Angel and Cherri with you surely nothing wrong would happen. They looked out for their friends, and you would (maybe regretfully) consider yourself Angel’s friend. You glanced at Husk for a moment, as if looking for advice, but his eyes remained close and his lips had an annoyed curl. Maybe you should get out of his hair.
“Okay, okay,” You grinned, a little sheepishly. While you couldn’t really consider ‘fresh air’ to be a feature of Hell, you agreed that you needed to just Get Out of this place. Running errands for Charlie got mundane, even with all the strange characters that cycled through the place. One tends to get used to the chaos.
Angel stretched his arms up in a cheer, which earned a one-eyed, aggravated look from Husk. He uttered something under his breath before grabbing a bottle and walking to the other corner.
“Alright, sweet lips,” Angel cooed at you. “Let's get you dressed! You got anything decent up in your closet?”
Your hand found its way to the back of your neck as you answered sheepishly, “Eh, not really… At least, not for a night out. I don’t really do much outside of the Hotel.” Angel frowned at the response, tapping his chin in thought.
“Lemme take a look,” With a swipe of his arm, your hand was suddenly being held as he dragged you up the steps toward the floor of your room.
Walking down at the same time, you briskly passed by Alastor, who had his eyes closed and a hum in his mouth. His blazing red eyes peered open as you and Angel rushed past him, a quizzical furrow in his brow seeing the connection between your hands. You shot him a shy grin and craned your head back to shout a quick ‘I’ll explain in a minute,’ before you disappeared around the bend of the stairs.
You didn’t miss the dark gleam in his eyes.
Angel, in an attempt to dramatically burst through your door, slammed full body into the entrance. “Ah- the hell?” He cried, roughly jiggling the handle.
“I keep it locked,” you snickered at him and the disheveled look in his usually preened hair. You saw him take his hands to brush it out as you fiddled with the lock, an annoyed mutter of words escaping his lips. The second the door clicked, Angel shoved past you and reattempted his dramatic burst through the entrance with a bit more luck this time around.
He went straight for your closer, rummaging through this and that. What a breach of privacy, this guy is, you thought with a strained smile as you stepped up next to him to try to guide him through your very Ordinary and Plain clothes.
You felt a prickling sensation on your skin, and you swear you heard a frequency of low static, but when you whipped your head around nothing stood there. Did that shadow just move?
Shaking your head, you looked at the piece Angel held proudly in his hands, one pair of arms gripping the top and the second pair pulling the bottom out to really get a full inspection.
It was incredibly simple, but still a bit more revealing than anything you were used to wearing. A deep red top, so cropped it may as well be a sporty bra, with a couple eye-catching accents of rhinestones. Connected with thin straps was a similarly tight pair of booty shorts. Your face flushed at the thought of wearing this. It was practically lingerie.
“Isn’t it a bit, uh, tacky?” You tried in an attempt to dissuade him from this getup. He acted offended, one hand going and pressing against his fluffed chest. You didn’t miss the way he took this as an opportunity and pressed up against himself to perk up his mass of chest fur.
“Babe, I wear shit like this all the time! You tellin’ me,” He started a rant, shaking the clothes in a fit of mock rage. “You tellin’ me I’m tacky? Hah! Me! Angel Dust!” He wiped away a fake tear in his laughter.
Your face flushed again looking at the getup. With a defeated mutter you swiped it from his hands and trekked painfully slowly to the restroom. You ignored Angel’s urgency for you to ‘hurry the hell up’ because it was almost time to get going.
You slowly stripped yourself of your day clothes, gingerly stepping through the tight shorts and tucking your arms through the straps of the top. You didn’t even remember buying this thing, it had been stuffed far in the back of your closet. You couldn’t help the feeling of dread thinking about the other embarrassing things Angel might have seen in there. Though, you doubt anything could phase that guy.
You had to admit, looking at your reflection, that it did accentuate your curves, even if you didn’t have much to begin with. The rhinestone accents glittered in the bathroom light, obviously designed in a way to bring attention to the chest. The straps that connect the two pieces fit snugly against your exposed torso. You were suddenly glad Hell never got that cold.
“Almost ready!” You snapped at Angel calling from the other side of the door. You quickly threw on some touches of makeup, trying your best to compliment the shades of your outfit and adding some glittery makeup around your eyes. You quickly dragged your fingers through your hair to style it comfortably.
You ripped open your door just as fists started banging on it. Angel stood there with two arms raised, stopped midair to keep himself from decking you in the head. You glared up at him, trying to maintain your earlier sourness to hide the fact that the outfit had grown on you.
“Hey, sexy lady!” Angel teasingly leaned himself against the doorframe with a smirk. “Let’s fuckin’ go! You took too damn long! Cherri hates waitin’.”
Grabbing your hand again, he ushered you out of the room. As you raced down the stairs, you tried to continuously preen your hair to keep it from flying out of shape as Angel practically drug you down each step.
He slowed at the bottom, releasing your hand, and stepping towards Husk’s bar to aggravate and flirt with the cat one last time before heading out. You tuned out his sexual innuendoes as you tried to glance over yourself one last time.
“My, what a dame you are!” Alastor’s recognizably radio-afflicted voice ripped your attention away from picking at a loose rhinestone. He stood over you, a slight bend in his waist and an unnatural crane in his neck. His smile was there, but tight and uneasily wide as he examined you through squinted eyes. He leaned his weight against his cane.
Swallowing your unease, you examined his expression. You knew Alastor didn’t care for such… promiscuous outfits. Especially on what he considered his. You knew his compliment was satirical, and you didn’t miss that glint of anger flash through his expression.
“Heyy, Al,” You drew out your words, unintentionally accentuating the awkward tone between the two of you. He paid no mind, keeping up that seemingly cheerful grin of his as he just… stared at you. His fingers tapped impatiently on the radio of his cane, each tap bringing a warp to the frequency that always surrounded him. “I’m going out with Angel tonight. Y’know… to get some air…”
“My dear,” His eyes closed in a laugh and he straightened himself out. “Why would you ever go out there for fresh air? Now, you know those demons would just eat you right up.” A dark sneer infected his smile, lips curling and exposing the line of his black gums.
“‘Ey c’mon, Smiles,” Angel stepped up next to you and lazily threw an arm over your shoulder. You saw that sneer only deepen as Alastor watched the spider get way too close to you. “Give ‘er a break! She’s always runnin’ around doin’ shit for this bum-ass hotel! It makes her… boring!” 
You didn’t know whether or not to appreciate Angel both defending and insulting you. You decided to just ignore his comments as you watched Alastor’s expression get darker and more sinister. You felt a cold sweat prickle at your neck as that static-y frequency of his became more prominent and aggressive as his eyes swept over the two of you, lingering on your exposed abdomen with a frustrated twitch in his brow.
“Why, of course!” He suddenly cheered, brandishing his hands to his side in a slight bow. “But…” He stepped towards you, looming over you. You felt that nervous tickle again. His right hand raised and, with a quick motion, a fairly modest jacket materialized around your shoulders. “All better! Wouldn’t want greedy eyes seeing what’s mine!”
How bold, you thought. He was from the ‘30s, though, and very old fashioned. It made sense that immodest wear bothered him. Plus, you looked down at the jacket. It had a similar color scheme, and was light enough to not be too warm. At least it goes with my outfit. How sweet.
You felt a bit giddy at the permission Alastor had given you–not that you needed it. (You did). You’re a grown ass adult. (It doesn’t matter). You shot him a smile of thanks before dashing out the door, meeting Cherri who had been frequently laying on the car horn for you to Hurry the Fuck Up.
Before Angel Dust could follow, a tight grip on one of his wrists stopped him in his tracks. He hissed, yanking his arm but to no avail. Alastor’s grab was like iron, and his nails began to dig into Angel’s skin.
“Hey you fuck, let me go! I gotta get out there before Cherri starts blowin’ this shit up!”
Alastor pulled Angel in closer, a sneer-like grin crossing his expression. There was a maddening look in his glowing red eyes.
“If she comes home with even the smallest scrape,” He said in a low tone, the garble of his radio slightly distorting his voice. “I’m going to make you wish you never came to this Hazbin Hotel.”
Alastor’s grip didn’t yield as Angel tried again in a futile attempt to release himself. He had a nervous laugh in his voice as he tried to act unintimidated by the Radio Demon’s threat.
“Yeah, yeah, whatever, you creepy red fuck,” He gruffed back, “Me an’ Cherri will stick right by her. You don’t gotta worry about nothin’.” Alastor’s expression shifted in an instant, his cheerful grin reappearing. He stood up straight and smiled down at Angel. “Good man! Now, don’t be too long,” He shooed Angel out of the lobby, who was more than glad to get the fuck out of there. He heard a faint ‘I’ll be watching’ from behind as he slammed the car door shut, muttering curses under his breath.
He knew Alastor would send that damn shadow of his to keep a close eye, so why the fuck did Angel have to babysit you in the first place? Plus, you weren’t some weak, naive fool. Whatever. He knew Alastor would take any excuse to cause some entertaining mayhem.
He sighed as he looked at you, who had a nervous but excited grin as Cherri rambled and cursed about something.
Maybe he shouldn’t have invited you out. He knew he was in for a long, stressful night. Good think there would be a bar.
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deadghosy · 2 months
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Ive just been reading your Lucifer big sister headcanons, and thier so so so so good, i love how you wrote it🥰. What about Lucifer with a little sister? Any thoughts? How different would he treat her? Maybe she fell at the same time as him and Lucifer blames himself for leading his sister down the same path as him. I can seen him being a protective older brother because come on their in hell surrounded by sinners its got to be stressful even tho she isnt weak what so ever but Lucifer can help but baby his sweet little sister.
(Obviously no pressure to write this)
Have a nice day 😁👋
As a younger sibling, I was gonna make this as I made the elder sister! So I’m glad you asked this as I can’t help but love to make this version. 🦆 sorry if it’s long, I just had fun making this🔥
YOUNGER SISTER! READER X PLATONIC HAZBIN HOTEL
Prompt: you are the younger sister of Lucifer Morningstar who fell along her older brother.
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Dead ass you fell on top of Lucifer when you both fell from heaven.
“Groannsss….GET OFF!” Lucifer yells pushing you off him. You huffed getting off him as you dust yourself.
I headcannon reader to have a slight rebellious attitude sometimes like Adam but she’s not as terrible.
Like reader has a shirt that says “kiss my ass” with a kiss mark on the shirt as she puts up a rock gesture 🤟
Lucifer found your shirt and burned it, he can’t have his baby sister have such an inappropriate shirt!
“LU-LU! NOOO MY SHIRTTT” “THIS SHIRT IS NASTY LITTLE SIS!-”
He put his hand to your face to keep you away as he burned it. It was a funny sight as you huffed kicking him in his nuts as he groaned falling face first to the ground.
I also headcannon that reader is the reason why Charlie had a emo phase as reader kinda has a different aesthetic than Lucifer.
But on a serious note, Lucifer was kinda scared when you fell with him as he puts his hand through his hair watching you sleep. He couldn’t believe he brought his baby sister with him on his down fall. He knew he influenced you as you looked up to him more than the other angels. It was like if you were his child, his baby.
But he tucks you in bed as you were sprawled out in your bed snoring loudly. He chuckles kissing your head and leaving your room as he closes your door with a slight sad look.
Back to the funny sibling things, you are definitely the one who sneaks in the kitchen to take his leftovers for payback. After Lucifer walks out of his workshop tired and hungry.
You basically told him to take care of himself more. He walked in the kitchen to find his leftovers gone. So you could tell what happened next.
“Y/NNNNN!” You heard a fierce yell as you had shoved the food down your mouth and ran as you heard a loud flapping of wings behind you. “WHEN I CATCH YOU, YOU BETTER PRAY!”
It’s was so cartoony at how Lucifer chases you while you ran for you life. You have wings but he flys better than you so it’s no use.
He caught you, making you cook dinner for a month as you groan while he smirks patting a duck like a mafia man. “And you better wash the dishes too-” “NOW YOU ASKIN' TOOO MUCHHH!”
But soon the sinners came and made the freedom Lucifer gave them, turn into pure hell as you watch worried at the stress your older brother had. Lucifer tries to smile to show you it’s not affecting him, but it is.
He soon makes you stay all time in the palace, scared for your safety as you stay in your room worried at how isolated he soon becomes. Charlie would walk around babbling about you as she kept your company. You smile at your cute niece giving her boops to her nose.
I also headcannon you and Lucifer are like secret twins as you both hyper fixate about a lot of things like [favorite thing] as he hyper fixates on ducks and gives you his ducks to show off how cool he is as your older brother.
But also I can see reader being shorter than Lucifer, like to his shoulder as Lucifer blinks like a frog as you smile with an evil gremlin ready to stab someone.
But now for some overprotective brother headcannons.
You know how Lucifer when to see Charlie at her hotel, you joined wearing basically a female version of Lucifer’s outfit. But you wore shades to off your ✨coolness✨
Alastor was irritated at your louder personality but you also had a charming aura around you like how Lucifer has his prideful smile. Alastor smirks down at you as you are shorter than Lucifer, he kisses your hand with made you just stand there with a dotted blank expression.
Immediately Lucifer picks you up like a doll as he growls at Alastor like a dog ready to chump his hand off. He knew the radio demon just wanted to piss him off, so the whole time you were in the hotel with him. He always has you close and behind him from the radio demon.
Now if it was a sinner trying to court you, they better hope you don’t snitch like the young sibling you are. Cause ohhhh boy! Lucifer is teleporting to their house to give them nightmares. Maybe even killing them if they made you uncomfortable.
Heaven and hell agrees you are a cutie, demon or angel. Cause in heaven there were angels trying to court you but your brother was always behind you looking stern as he puff his chest trying to see if they suit you best.
Like literally he scares people off as you stand there minding your business.
“I feel a disturbance in the air…” Lucifer says as he was reading a book but pulls the curtains to see an angel trying to court you with their wings.
Immediately you’re being teleported to your room confused as a duck poofs in your hand.
“What the fuckkkk….” You say confused
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starless-nightz · 3 days
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My lovely darling
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pairing -> Arlecchino X wife! reader
warnings -> none.
content includes -> fluff, soft Arle, children calling reader mother.
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Arlecchino doesnt have weaknesses, or at least she thinks so, when in reality her biggest weakness are her wife and the children of the House of Hearth
She loves you dearly, she would do absolutely anything for you, you know she loves you even tho she doesnt show it
Arlecchino isnt very affectionate in public, but if someone makes her jealous she would hold your waist and pull you closer without saying anything
She loves seeing you flustered, you are just so cute in her eyes
Arlecchino always makes sure to bring you and the children gifts after she come back from a mission in another nation
She practically has hearts for eyes whenever she sees you playing, cooking, singing, dancing, drawing or cuddling with the children
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percyluvr · 2 months
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helloooooo!!!! can i request a percy jackson x daughter of hera!reader headcanons?? it would be pretty interesting to see hera having a child tbh
thank you if you do 💛
percy jackson x daughter of hera!reader summary: hcs for percy with a daughter of hera
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when he first met you he was kinda worried bc he has beef with hera
but he's also confused bc wasn't she not supposed to have kids??
he expected you to be just like your mom
and you lowkey were
but you were a bit less.. uptight
but at the same time, u cant really blame her, her husband literally cheats on her so much
BUT ANYWAYS
i think u'd be so caring to him and he would love it SO MUCH
since hera is the goddess of marriage and childbirth, u would lowk take care of him like hes ur son
but like not in a weird way
u just care ab him so much that u baby him all the time
since both of ur cabins are always empty except for each other, u have sleepovers all the time
u have a pretty close relationship w ur mom, esp because ur her only demigod kid
percy isnt really jealous per say, bc he's decently close w poseidon, but like
he wishes he was that close with him
hera visits u in ur dreams a LOT bc she just loves u a lot
zeus is mad but she dgaf cuz ur her only daughter
and only kid
so obviously she's protective
esp when u tell her that u and percy r dating
shes at camp the next day asking u to introduce her to him
which ur like "mom pls y'all have already met"
and shes like "yes, but never when he was ur bf"
so u just go along w it bc u love her
they're lowk beefing bc she doesnt want u to get hurt
but as time goes on she realizes how much percy loves u and cares abt u
and she thinks ur the cutest couple ever
she is ready for yall to get married bc shes gonna throw the most extravagant and perfect wedding
and shes so excited esp bc ur the only kid she's going to be able to do this for
have i mentioned that she loves u a lot?
ANYWAYS
yk how in like house of hades and i think chalice of the gods when percy looks at annabeth and is js like "i cant wait to marry her and have kids"
yeah, hes like that but 300000x
and he's so excited bc he knows that ur gonna be SUCH a good mom
people always think ur weak bc ur mom "lets herself get cheated on"
or whatever dumbass shit they be saying
but u prove them wrong
mothers r fr the most powerful people in the UNIVERSE
and ur basically a mother bc u take care of everyone at camp
ur always at the infirmary helping the apollo kids bc its just in ur nature to love taking care of people
and percy always comes in with even the smallest little injuries
and it just warms ur heart to know that he wants to come see u even when ur working
u take care of the little baby pegasi too omg
gn thats so cute
imagine if blackjack had a lil baby pegasi and u took care of it
and percy is just like
melting
ur so sweet to them even if theyre "just horses"
it makes him so excited to have kids w u
whenever u see a little kid
or like a younger camper
u always tell him that u cant wait to go to new rome uni and then get married and have kids w him
the two of u are just so excited for the future with each other fr
i just think the two of u would be taking care of the pegasi and u would fall asleep in the hay after staying up talking
big surprise for the kids that have riding lessons that morning...
yall werent embarrassed tho cuz u have no shame fr
well, u have shame
percy has none
not the point.
everyone at camp sorta sees u as a mother and they always come to u
lowk camp therapist
bc they NEED one real bad
but it doesnt bother u bc u love to help them
ur always trying to fix problems at camp
and its very upsetting for you when you cant, and percy is always there to comfort u
ur lowk a meddler like ur mom
but its okay bc ur just worried about ur friends
i think that u would maybe have some soothing powers kinda like a hypnos kid, where u can like calm people down or put them to sleep
i also think that percy would suffer from panic attacks after his nightmares
so after he has a nightmare, you're there and if you can't soothe him with your words you just use ur powers
u can't stand to see him like that
it just upsets you so much
percy is so grateful for ur powers, but hes even more grateful for you
i think ur a lot more relaxed than most people at camp
and u dont really see the point in doing dangerous things for fun
which is different for percy, but he really does like it
he likes that he can just go to you and ask to relax and ur always down for that
its a change of pace that is definitely welcome and necessary in his life
ur definitely more of a rational thinker than him, so u stop him from doing some pretty stupid things
but u would never stop him from having fun
or doing thing that are important to him
ur relationship is lowk the blue print
yall just take care of each other fr
and ur like an old married couple which u two get teased ab
but u dont care
cuz u cant wait to get married lol!
a/n: this was a vv interesting request to write and i honestly loved imagining what a child of hera would be like so thank u for the req!
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eunuchve · 3 months
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tags: pet play, collars, mentioned cage, dehumanisation (?), orgasm control/denial, degradation kink, cockwarming, exhibitionism, gendered term (good girl). a.n: don't stare at me guys we are all freaks here pairings: ayato x afab!reader
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being a pet for Ayato is not for the weak-hearted - sure, he'll pamper you in public, beautiful silk decorates your body, and a conspicuous string on your neck with a gold pendant dangling (and no one gets close enough to read what's on it), his hand always firmly on your waist, pulling you into his warmth, making sure you feel what you do to him.
behind the privacy of the chambers and walls of the Kamisato manor is where the little dignity you manage to hold on to gets stripped away; nothing covers your body, a thick leather collar replaces the subtle ribbon, written on the tag is clear as day-
'property of Kamisato Ayato'
today is just another day, with his retainers around, the hot air that's present along with your naked body splayed against his chest, your cunt stuff full of his thick cock would make anyone of them forget that this is just another meeting arranged by the lord of the mansion.
you let out another one of your mewls, your hips bucking to gain some stimulation, and your eyes rolled to the back of your head.
"stay like a good girl or you will be sleeping in your cage tonight."
his tone is cold, he stares at the scroll in front of your body as if you are invisible, tho his hard cock knows the presence of your warm walls sucking him in so securely.
"don't cum."
you took a deep breath, curling your toes and blinking to gain what little control over your mind you have, hazy from pleasure, riding the high of being on edge.
ayato didn't let it slide, he tugged the leash attached to your collar, knowing that would snap you out of your haze, making you whine like an obedient dog.
"what did I tell you?" he asked sharply, narrow eyes watching your every move; not letting you breathe out of sight. Gods, you know how horny he is, the way his cock twitch between your warm folds is evident -- but the man is a master of masking his emotions, even pleasure.
"n-no cumming?"
"so little mutt knows human words after all." a small smile peaks his lips, his tongue licking them in satisfaction. The power trip he is experiencing is probably enough for him, certainly isnt for you.
"don't worry little pup, I'll let you if you manage to stay still."
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kisakis-boyfriend · 7 months
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hihi!! saw that your request were open and wanted to request something!! anyways, fatui harbinger lyney has been living rent free in my head ever since he was said to be the knaves successor, and i was wondering if i could request a kitsune reader(male or gn idc) who's also a fatui harbinger(or just another member of the fatui either works), eating out lyney(ftm lyney lives rent free in my head) from under his desk while talking to his subcorditnates at some point(only if ur comfortable with that tho) thanks!! hope this isnt too much-
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Furriendly Competition
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Pairings: Lyney x reader
Warnings: Male!reader, switch!reader, trans/switch!Lyney, kitsune!reader, Harbinger Lyney & reader, exhibitionism, FWB, use of the term 'tdick'
Genre/Format: Smut; Oneshot
Author's Note: Ohoho, a very intriguing request indeed. I can't believe I've never thought about trans Lyney before, the possibilities...my god... I need to write way more trans character content... 🤤 Anyways! I hope you like this, nonny! 🧡
Please check my blog title to verify whether requests are closed or not! Thank you!
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Heavy footsteps echoed throughout the empty hallway as you strolled toward the tenth harbinger's office, a little bounce to your step while your lips curled upwards into a devious smile. Unbeknownst to him, you found out from one of his subordinates that Lyney was supposed to give an important mission briefing in his office soon. Some boring, secret stealth mission apparently, but it didn't matter to you. This was a perfect opportunity for you to enact revenge on the haughty harbinger after his incessant teasing the other day
The pyro wielding man thinks that he can embarrass you, the glorious sixth harbinger?! Not without retaliation! Oh no no no, this behavior will not go unpunished
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The door to his office swung open, startling the harbinger seated at his desk. He glared up at you, his eye twitching when he realized who dared to barge in so rudely. “I don't recall asking you to come in here.” Lyney deadpanned
“That's not a very polite way to greet someone you know?” You feigned disappointment, stepping further into the room. A fluffy tail swishing behind you playfully as you placed a hand on his desk and leaned towards him a bit, your other hand resting comfortably on your hip
“Why are you here? I just so happen to be very busy at the moment.” His eyes narrowed, tapping his fingers against the wooden desk impatiently. Though you wore a smile, Lyney could read you too well to make the mistake of trusting that your intentions were innocent
“Come now, can't a man visit his favorite fellow harbinger when he misses him? Hmm?” The playful lilt in your voice only led Lyney to distrust your intentions further. Scoffing halfheartedly at the sentiment. From an outsider's perspective, it would seem as though the two of you clearly despised each other. What with the eye rolling, sneering, and constant bickering or teasing between two powerful harbingers. But this was not so. For if any of that were true, Lyney would have yanked his hand away the second your fingers delicately caressed his gloved hand, slipping into his grasp wordlessly
“Dearest Lyney, surely you know the current time, yes? Almost noon, which means it's almost lunchtime.” You leaned forward a bit more, casting a shadow over the smaller man as you continued, “And today I'm craving something sweet for lunch~”
Lyney's eyes widened, squeezing his thighs together as he understood what you meant by this. He opened his mouth to protest, the words dying in his throat as you untangled your fingers from his and slyly circled the desk, sliding his chair back and slinking underneath into the space where his legs should go
Swallowing dryly, he stuttered out a weak protest. “Y/n...you can't I–” Lyney glanced up at the office door, “We won't be alone for much longer.” You laughed coyly, yanking his chair back towards the desk and nearly tossing him out of it in the process, slamming his hands down as he braced himself. Licking your lips as his clothed pussy was that much closer to your face, the scent downright intoxicating to your sensitive nose
“I know. That's exactly why I need this right now~” Your hands grabbed his inner thighs, spreading his legs apart and causing him to whine and scoot his hips forward slightly when he felt something drip out of his entrance. Rubbing your thumb along the center of Lyney's clothed cunt, you pressed against the wetness accumulating in his underwear, eliciting a shrill cry from the human
His labored breathing filled the room while you slowly undid Lyney's belt. He lifted his own hips up to allow you to slide his pants and underwear down to his ankles, your eyes flashing with desire and mischief all the while
“You...you're insufferableaaaAAAHH—!! ” The tenth harbinger moaned when the flat of your tongue licked over his bare cunt, his sweet juices coating the wet muscle deliciously. Your hands gave his thighs a good squeeze, locking eyes with him while your lips wrapped around his little tdick and sucked on it, causing him to yelp at the sudden sensation
After a few minutes of making Lyney's eyes roll back into his skull, you released him from your mouth. “Fix your posture, little one. It's about time for your subordinates to march in here, yes?” You reminded him, stroking his tdick with your thumb and forefinger. “Oh, and you should keep your chair tucked in unless you want them to see me devouring you~”
Lyney was about to retort when the door promptly swung open, several Fatui grunts making their way into the office just as you knew they would. The one who was most likely the leader of this group spoke up, announcing his name and reporting for duty. The squirming harbinger seated above you cleared his throat, shifting in his seat in an attempt to compose himself. “Right, le-et's cut to the chase. Unf...” Lyney struggled, leaning his elbows onto his desk in an attempt to hide what was happening underneath. “This mission is...extremely important... mmm shit. ”
Curses slipped through his teeth while your tongue licked over his folds, adding to the wetness that was already leaking out. Lyney's hips jerked forward when you dipped into his entrance, which only caused your tongue to plunge in deeper. Tasting his sweet cunt as he futilely tried to speed through this briefing. “A-and...the other half of you will stake out the north e-end, understood?”
The soldiers nodded their heads in affirmation, some of them exchanging glances with each other as their boss stumbled over his orders. It was clear that something was up, though no one had figured out the details yet. One of the men spoke up, concerned about the boss's heavy breathing and clenched fists. “Um, sir...? Is everything alright?”
Lyney glared at the grunt with half-lidded eyes, barking back an, “I am fiiiiinnee aaahh—!! ” Slamming his fist on the desk and squeezing his eyes shut while your fingers rubbed against his soaked pussy quickly, filling the room with loud wet noises that definitely reached the grunts' ears... The men stared at their boss in shock, wide-eyed and slack-jawed as some of them figured out what was happening
“Y-you have...aah...your orders, d-don't you?” The harbinger panted, beads of sweat rolling down the sides of his face. The leader of the grunts swiftly confirmed the question. “Then don't slack off, get to w-work...” Lyney commanded, hurrying the men out of his office before they witnessed anything else embarrassing
At the sound of the door closing, you swiftly wrapped your hands under Lyney's thighs and pulled him closer, eating out his cunt with fervor while your nose was buried in his blond pubic hair, sucking in the juices that leaked from his aching cunt until he came in your mouth. Your ears twitched as he brushed against them, tangling his hand in your soft hair as he screamed in ecstasy, “Aaahh! Cumming!! ”
Lyney flooded your mouth with his wetness, thrashing about while you kept your lips suctioned to his pussy, swallowing everything that the harbinger graced you with. Moaning against his lips as you breathe in his delicious scent, continuing to lap at his pussy even as Lyney tries to squirm away due to overstimulation. You simply hold his hips still and lick every drop of cum out of his pulsating hole until the little one begs you to stop, whining and gripping the arms of his chair until his fingers ache, “Ple-ease y/n– 's too much...n-no more...”
Leaving a single wet kiss on his tdick, you finally take pity on your comrade, detaching from his overstimulated hole and letting him catch his breath. Lyney's body immediately slumped in the chair, his head fell forward and a whine escaped him as a sliver of embarrassment reached his hazy mind at the realization that his subordinates probably heard him cum as they were leaving... a thought that caused a lovely rose tint to dust his cheeks
“Aw, little one, you're blushing~” Your purred, rubbing Lyney's thighs and licking the remnants of him off of your lips. “I hope you enjoyed that, because next time it will be you on your knees. See you during our next sparring match~”
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ninliane · 7 months
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how I think CANON kageyama really thinks about romance based on facts
This is more on just character analysis and observation but this is all speculation because if I'm being honest as a former Haikyuu x reader writer, I think he is the most mischaracterized and has potential for a different type of x reader, rather than typical romance.
Also I'm saying this as a Kageyama fan! This is just my thoughts jotted down hehe
I don't think Kageyama really had the chance to experience romance. Ever. I mean I could be wrong but based on what we we've seen there wasn't really time for it or even a single mention on it
Though given multiple chances to show it, he never showed any outright attraction to anyone outside of volleyball. Obviously this is not a shojo manga, it's a sports one but there are still multiple times where some sort of attraction has been shown towards characters.
He is unfazed by Kiyoko in a season 1 scene, he never fawns over any of the managers the way other characters do. (The only exception is when Saeko introduces herself and he and Hinata get excited) this isnt rly important tho, a lot of character dont do this
the only time he has ever been excited or passionate is when it comes to volleyball, the very reason why he stuck so close to hinata in the first place (this could argue for kagehina ((so true)) but that's a separate post lol)
HOWEVER he's also not repulsed by attraction towards him, as shown in the bonus chapter when he's aware that he and Atsumu are referred to by fans as the "Ikemen Players" and that people watch him for that; he says he's all for it because it get's people into volleyball
But the CORE REASON on why I think he never thought about romance is because he outright states in season 4 that he's not good at emotion, and his past. He likely does not know the feeling and even with friends he was still learning on friendship, but he wants to learn! (that's probably why he was so keen on asking oikawa for help in kitagawa-daichii)
Anyway so conclusion as an x reader writer, would he be datable? I mean it's not impossible. After all we hardly see his life outside of volleyball, it would just be challenging, just like getting him to play on a team. In fact it would even be cute to see him think about it.
I wrote all this bc I think it would be interesting to see this kageyama in fics, instead of the usual tsundere/constantly getting mad and embarrassed ver of him (me,,I used to write him like this,,,)
Now how would I write canon Kageyama off with staying true to his given character as much as possible?
I think he would be very calm and nonchalant about it. They've shown us that he's very aware of his emotional weaknesses in understanding but that he's ALWAYS willing to try and connect with others.
So while I think he can most definitely live his life without romance, I think that he is bound to think about it at least once and contemplate it. He might even be open to trying it for the sake of trying something that's so common with others, but in my opinion he will always love volleyball more than anything else, and that's not a terrible thing at all.
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nwjn-z · 8 months
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Hello~ could I request Stan knocking on reader’s window in the middle of the night sad bc Randy’s being… Randy? So they go out to Stark’s Pond and sit on the bench while he rants and they drink n stargaze n stuff?
Late night confessions — feat. Stan Marsh x reader
warning(s): yelling, drinking, swearing
author’s note: OMG ANON IM SO SORRY I DIDNT UPLOAD THIS SOONER IVE BEEN REALLY BUSY, here you go tho i know it’s late asf but i hope you like it😞
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It was 2:34 am, and the quite mountain town of South Park was in a peaceful slumber, but the Marsh household was anything but quite and peaceful.
“ALL YOU WANT TO DO IS DRINK AND MOPE IN YOUR ROOM ALL DAY INSTEAD OF HELPING YOUR FAMILY!” Randy seethes to his son.
“HELPING YOU WITH YOUR STUPID FUCKING WEED FARM ISNT HELPING THE FAMILY YOU DICK!” Stan spits back.
“You know what Stan? I am so sick and tired of your shit. You don’t do jack shit all day, you never want to help out with the family business, and when you do decide to help you always fuck up. You are going to get no where in life with this kind of attitude Stanley.”
All it took to push Stan over the edge was bringing up his future. Ever since starting high school, Stan biggest anxiety was what he was going to do with his life. The fear of ending up a “waste of space” kept him up at night.
“Seriously fuck you dad.” Stan sniffles as he storms out the house, wanting to be anywhere but “home”.
Stan gets in his car and makes his way to town with only his phone and wallet. He needed comfort right now. He needed to go somewhere that was familiar, somewhere that he felt safe at.
Stark’s Pond was special to Stan. Growing up it was his favourite place to be, where he hung out with his friends, where he had his first kiss, and where he had his few good memories with his dad.
But he didn’t want to be alone right now, he wanted to be with someone he could talk to, who would understand him, who could make him forget all about his problems, who could make him feel good no matter what, he needed you.
You were up late for no particular reason. It was summer so you were off your normal schedule. You mindlessly scrolled through your phone while the rest of your family was fast asleep.
When Stan made his way to your house he began to climb up on to your balcony. When he managed to do so he couldn’t help but stare at you through the space in between your curtains.
He saw you laying on your stomach swinging your legs back and fourth and holding a pillow to rest your head on while you where preoccupied with your phone.
You where so beautiful to him. You always had been since the day you two met. He loved your hair, your eyes, the way you talked, how you were always to quite yet kind, the way you made him feel so weak. He loved it all, he couldn’t get enough of you. He wanted nothing more than to make you his.
He continued to stare, looking longingly at you with hearts in his eyes until you noticed him staring and freaked out. He saw you jump and threw your pillow at your window before you realised it was him. You cursed him under your breath while you opened the curtain to open the window for him.
“You scared the shit out of me.” You told him,
“I’m sorry I just got distracted.” he replied.
“What are you doing here, it’s almost 3 o’clock!” You said,
“I know im sorry, I just really need someone to talk to I just had a huge fight with my dad and I don’t know where else to go.” He says as his mind rushes thinking back to the fight as he tries to hold back tears.
“Hey hey it’s okay I’m sorry, we talk if you want I’m here for you.” You say sincerely.
Hearing your sweet voice speak to him so gently after being yelled at and berated makes him break his composure and hot tears stream down his face.
You immediately pull him into you and caress the back of his head as he buries his face into your neck, holding on to your waist for dear life.
After some time he reluctantly pulls away and wipes his face.
“I came over to ask if you want to go to Stark’s Pond with me.” He mutters as he tries to compose himself.
“Let me get my jacket.” Is all you say in response wasting no time getting your jacket.
“We’re gonna have to leave through my window, I don’t want to wake my parents.” You say zipping up your jacket
“Okay” he says meekly.
You both make your way out your window with Stan helping you get down. You get into Stan’s car and he begins to drive.
As you make your way to Stark’s Pond, you can’t help but stare at him while he drives. He has one hand on the bottom of the stirring wheel and the other hand on the gear shift. His hands are rough from years of sports and roughhousing outside, yet whenever you felt them they were so soft.
Your daydreaming was cut short when he came to a stop and you realised you weren’t at Stark’s Pond.
“I’m gonna grab drinks real quick, you want anything?” he asked
“I’ll just have whatever you are having, even though you shouldn’t be drinking.” you say in disapproval of his habit
“Yeah I know but I kinda need it right now.” he responds somewhat bashfully.
“I guess” you say.
As you sit in the car waiting for him you start to wonder why he came to you. I mean you guys are close friends but you thought that him and Kyle were closer, that he would go to his childhood best friend for things like this. Right?
You aren’t left with your thoughts for long as Stan quickly makes his way out the store and back into the car.
He gets back into the car and after a couple of seconds he starts to drive again.
The convenient store wasn’t far from Stark’s Pond so you arrived fairly quickly.
“We’re here” Stan announces
You simply reply with a hum in acknowledgment and make your way out the car with him.
You sit down and he hands you a drink before cracking open his. You two sit in silence drinking until your thoughts from sitting in the convenient store parking lot make their way back into your head.
“Hey, why did you want to hang out with me of all people?” you say still leaning your head back staring at stars
“What?” He asks, almost dumbfounded
“I mean like why not Kyle or Wendy even, they’ve known you longer and probably better than I do so I just thought you would go to one of them for something like this.” you tell him honestly
“Do you not want me to come to you?” He asks, worry written all his face and voice.
“WHAT!? NO! I mean i just thought that like, you would think I wouldn’t be any help you know?”
“Nah dude that’s bullshit, besides why would I go to my ex about my problems.” he chuckles lightheartedly
“I don’t know I thought she would get you I guess.” you say as he shakes his head “no”.
“Oh well what about Kyle then, surely he’d be your first responder or something.”
“Kyle doesn’t know shit about me at this point, anytime I try and talk to him about the things I go through he just doesn’t get it.” he responds truthfully
“We’re still best friends and all but, he just doesn’t understand why I can’t just “get over it” you know? It gets really fucking frustrating.”
You take a minute to process what he said but before you can say anything he begins to speak again,
“You aren’t like that though. You’re always so nice and never make me feel stupid or crazy for feeling the way that I do.”
His words flustered you. Only you made him feel comfortable and safe? You felt your heart clench at the thought. Without thinking you put your hand over his and finally look over at him,
“I’m glad I can be that person for you.” You say sincerely with a smile on your face
And just like that Stan just couldn’t take it anymore. You were truly the most amazing person he has ever known. You’re sweet, kind, and genuine soul made his heart swell and his face smile. He couldn’t hold back the words that left his mouth in that moment,
“I’m so in love with you.” He says with hearts basically in his eyes.
“What!?” You respond eyes wide and face flushed
“WHAT?!” he yelps, “OH MY GOD IM SO SORRY I DIDNT MEAN IT LIKE THAT I MEAN I DID BUT NOT IF YOU DONT WANT ME TO AAAHH IM SORRY JUST FORGET I EVER SAID ANYTHI-“
“I like you too, well love.” you say honestly having waited for this moment for what felt like an eternity,
“Wait what?Really!?” Stan says, dumbfounded but simultaneously feeling his heart burst with joy
“Yeah dude” you respond with a lighthearted laugh, but before you could say anything else you felt the slight wetness of his lips on yours, relishing in the feeling you close your eyes and lean in, completely melting in his touch.
“You love me?” he asks smiling, wanting nothing more than to hear you say those three words over and over until he can’t hear anymore,
“I love you.” you say, more than happy to repeat that phrase till your voice gives out.
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susamaru-official · 2 years
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Upper moons as bf/gf headcanons
So basically this is one of my first stories so dont expect it to be all that great but yeah
I included Daki, gyutaro, douma and akaza because I dont know THAT much about kokoushibo, gyokko and hantengu. Anyways, enjoy
GN, demon reader btw
Daki
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Literally LOVES hugs
Whenever she gets the opportunity to Hug you, she will
She thinks that you are the 2nd most beautiful demon on earth, besides her ofc
Always braids your hair when shes bored
She loves it when you tell her she is pretty, no matter what
When you are hunting, she always holds your hand
Even tho she is weak, she kills ANY human who even dares look at u in a weird way
The only other demons u are able to talk to without her getting jealous are gyutaro and muzan
Smells like expensive parfume and strawberries
If you talk to anyone else, she gets super jealous
Loves playing dress up with you
Big crybaby
Always brings the most beautiful women Home for you to eat
Loves to wrap you up in her belt thingy and then hug you
Gyutaro now has to take care of to people (probably both crybabys)
Gyutaro
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Probably thinks you are joking when you ask him to be your bf
But after a while realises, it isnt a joke
Thinks you are being forced to love him, because he is "ugly"
You actually love him ALOT tho
Always gives you piggy back rides when on missions
Daki also adores you but only like a little sibling
Protects you with his whole life
Hates hugs and kisses
He likes it when you say "I love you" or "you're so pretty!"
Probably smells like blood and poison
You sometimes get scared when he randomly appears behind you
Doesnt get jealous, as long as you don't leave him, he is happy
He last showered 50 years ago but you don't care
Don't touch his hair, he hates it
He loves you, because you actually think he is pretty
Akaza
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As soon as he becomes your bf, he won't let you go
Literally way to overprotective
When you go on missions together, he always has his arm around your waist
Trains with you ALL the time, because he doesnt want you to be weak
He wants you to become the strongest demon in the universe
Probably smells like sweat and grass
Always follows you, no matter where you go
Loves hugs and kisses
He gets jealous if somebody talks with you
Even when talking with muzan
Zero patience
Never leaves you alone, always takes you with him
Always wants to fight with you
The Training never ends
Still he loves you alot
Douma
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Adores you SO MUCH
He treats you like the God you are
He makes you join his cult too
Loves cuddling, hugging and all the other stuff where he can feel your body
Probably smells like flowers and blood
Gives you Goofy ahh nicknames and you have to pretend that you like it...
If you tell him to kill somebody, he will probably do it
He will spoil you with so many expensive clothes
The most normal nicknames you get are "y/n Chan" and "princess"
Always hugs you when he gets the Chance (like daki)
You have your own throne
Ok that is all for now
Im sorry that doumas and akazas were so short but this is my first story and I wrote this at 2am lmao
Whatever, I hope you enjoyed anyways
My requests are open! Please give me ideas 😀
Ty for reading tho, this took me like an hour
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lxmine · 1 year
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them dating an affectionate s/o. + scara, capitano x gn!reader
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+. FluffflufffluffFLUFF, scara gets injured because i said so
+. TW ; toxic relationships (wtf do you expect from them? But trust me this isnt angst)
+. A/N redflag bois are here. HAVE YALL SEEN SCARAMUCHE’S DESIGN!?!?:!:!: 🫣🫣🫣 HE’S SO SIDBEIDBDIBDIDBDIRHE I NEED TO FARM A LOT FOR HIM IM SO LOW ON PRIMOGEMS LETS GET ONTO IT OMG
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scaramouche
He only probably got with you because he found you amusing and entertaining not because he loves you or anything thats what he thought at first at least
Of course, knowing who he is. He’s mostly verbally abusive but he never did lay a finger on you because he pities how weak you look definitely because he’ll feel guilty, like everytime he yells at you after trying to help him with something
You aren’t a fatui diplomat, but just a helper. Working around the headquarters who happens to be under Scaramouche.
You often would come knocking on his office door with lunch/breakfast/dinner in hand whenever he would skip eating. He’s kind of annoyed but found it endearing
“Scara, I brought you food!” You happily opened the door as soon as you heard him let you.
He’d glare at you but couldn’t for too long and just place the food on his table and smiles after you bid him goodbye and telling him ‘I love you’.
He never really understood how even after all the shitty stuff he’s said to you, you’re still with him. But he find that very amusing.
And then your relationship lasted for more than 3 months, he’s now quite fond of your visits. How he loves it when you come into his office to clean up, he loves watching you and conversing about things that happened while he wasn’t with you.
He wonders how you’re putting up with him and is secretly scared you’d leave him now that he accepted that he loves you but he wouldn’t say that aloud tho
The first time he said it was when he came back from a mission all bruised up in the middle of the night, you of course was waiting for him because you wanted to greet him back.
And soon the door of his office opens and a limping Scaramouche, and you quickly walked over to him, helping him sit on the couch.
“Please stay still, I’ll go get the aid kit.” You left him there alone for good 20 minutes, he appreciated that you hurried even though the infirmary is literally far from his office.
“Enemy is a tough one huh?” You softly asked as you cleaned up his wounds, his top laid beside him. He hummed in response, looking at your focused face. Your hand felt so light fixing him up unlike the nurses in the infirmary.
“I was worried, you said you’d be back by sunset.” His heart skipped a beat, you were waiting for him to come back? But you always did, you’d always be in his office after he came back from missions or expeditions.
“Tch, if my men weren’t such idiots I’d be by your side earlier. Don’t whine about it now, I’ll take you out some time.” He looks away embarrassed, you stopped to look at him with a smile.
He’s never said things like that before. Not that you hated that he didn’t, you love him like that, you found it weird that you even fell for the guy.
You even questioned yourself why you love him, but oh well. As elders say, love makes you do dumb things.
He bites the inside of his cheeks unsure of how you’re reacting because he cant even look at you right now.
“You needn’t do that, I’m alright with the fact you’re back here.” You placed your hand into his cheek to make him look at you.
He hated that he felt so vulnerable in your presence, hated that every word that comes out of your mouth comforted him in ways he never thought anyone could. He hated himself because he’s feeling just like mortals do even though he vowed to wipe every mortal emotions that he felt.
“Don’t say stuff like that, dummy.” He looks away from your adoring gaze, he didn’t feel like he deserves to be looked at so lovingly by someone so loving, so perfect as you. “You’ll just have to get used to it then.” you chuckled.
Your breath hitched when he wrapped his arms around your face and his face resting at the crook of your neck. He never felt so at home in your arms. “I love you.” He whispered.
“I love you so much, thank you for putting up with me.”
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capitano
He met you somewhere in Fontain, fell in love and then you decided to come back to Snehznaya with him despited having to date only for 5 months.
You’re a noble, and you’re also very much aware of his job and you don’t really mind because he treats you right.
He is comfortable with you, but he tells you to not get clingy with him sometimes but not in an aggressive or mean manner
Not that he doesn’t like you being always so affectionate with him, he’s just scared of hurting you ya know despite him almost being so careful while holding you or when you’re doing things for him
“I never thought Master Capitano’s got a spouse!” “Are they married?” were the gossips you heard as soon as you entered the Fatui headquarters, he didn’t wanna bring you and wanted for you to rest and be at home because of the cold weather but you insisted.
Holding onto his arm all the way to his office “Are you cold? Do you want anything to eat? A blanket? A book? Are you sleepy?” and more numerous questions asked by him. “Oh, dear I’m fine! Can we cuddle for a bit?”
You looked up at him with a smile while your arms are wrapped around his waist. He sighed and nodded, he wants to make you feel at home as much as possible now that you’re staying with him.
And though the two of you have been dating for 5 months, he still haven’t showed you his face to you. And of course you understand that and wouldn’t make him do things out of his comfort zone.
While he worked on his papers, you would be either beside him writing letters to your family and sometimes be helping him with his work or you would be sitting on the couch reading a book or talk with Columbina who would visit when she has the time to.
“Love, we should go to the city today! I heard you’ve got no papers today!” You would sometimes invite his to go stroll around the city with his hands holding yours to keep you warm. He loves it when you pick sweets for him to try when you get home.
“Love, can we please go home now? I want to cuddle.” Late nights when you would come with him at work, you’re the one who’ll remind him to rest for the night, he would carry you over to your carriage I just know there is and he would let you rest your head on his shoulder or cuddle onto his arm on the way home.
He got nervous the first time you asked to see his face, t’was probably almost a year with him. He’s scared to let you see the part of him that he hid. What if you leave him? Will you run away?
A tear slipped past his cheeks when you kissed the scar on his face, how can you love him so much so that you arent even shocked or mortified of him.
“Darling, you don’t know how much I’m so grateful to you.” he mumbles against the crook of your neck.
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this thing has been sitting on my drafts for a month now it took me a long while to finish it T-T anyway, stay safe and hydrated, take care of your mental and physical health I LOVE YOU <3
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whats-it-mean · 5 months
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hi hii! may i request either 03 or 09 (or john !! whichever u think would be most interesting) x reader going through the effects of the unforgiven veredict?
if what i mean isnt understandable i can explain further
Innocent in their eyes ☆
Fuuta Kajiyama + Mikoto Kayano (separate) x reader 
A/N - Fuuta is my cat. i love him. Hope its ok i went with mikoto rather than john, but i’ve been wanting to write for the silly boy for a bit so i took this as a bit of an excuse to do so ^^ (john does kinda make an appearance tho)
C/W - Anxiety, hearing voices
─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ─── Fuuta Kajiyama
Any concern he had for his own well being was gone in an instant as Fuuta rushed to your figure, you being curled up and shaking in the corner of your cell. In a matter of seconds, his arms were wrapped around you and you were brought right up against his chest, his breathing just as rapid as yours as your tears wet his clothes.
You sputtered out a faint apology, followed by ‘this is my fault’, and the boy practically shattered. He desperately tried to pull you closer, burying his face in your shoulder as he held you.
“Shut up. No it’s not.” His voice was almost frantic as he spoke. “It’s not your fault, okay? Don’t.. don’t say that.”
For the first time in a while, it felt like the voices constantly condemning you hushed while Fuuta hugged you on the floor. It was comfortably silent as he simply held you, breathing heavily from the way he ran immediately to you from where he’d been upon hearing about tour verdict.
He knew full well how awful it was, the way the voices never stopped, the way it felt like you were constantly being watched, being judged. The pain was almost unbearable for him, but the idea of you suffering through that brought out a side of him nobody ever saw. He was scared- All he ever wanted was to make sure you were okay and safe, and the idea of you having to suffer through the anguish of a guilty verdict was worse than his own.
You let out a weak smile as his breathing finally started to slow back to a normal pace, and felt yourself leaning into his hold. “….Thank you.”
A slight calm washed over him as he heard your voice, and his grip tightened. “It wasn’t your fault. You.. You aren’t guilty, okay?”
He sighed, smiling against your shoulder as he hugged you.
“You’re as innocent as can be as far as i see it.”
─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ─── Mikoto Kayano
No words were spoken as Mikoto slid himself next to you on your mattress, quietly offering you a mug of hot chocolate with a tired smile. He leaned over you slightly, placing his arm on your shoulder and let his fingers play around with your hair. All you could bring yourself to do was stare into the mug, but you laid your head on Mikoto’s shoulder in a small show of gratitude.
“You know..” His voice was quiet as he spoke, just loud enough for you to hear. “Es is wrong. We’re gonna get out of here soon, okay? I promise.”
With the hand that wasn't already busy with your hair, you felt his fingers entwine with yours as he squeezed your hand ever so slightly. He was convinced even before now that the verdicts given by Es weren’t accurate- As far as Mikoto knew, both of you were there by mistake, but that didn’t stop the turmoil that came with being deemed guilty.
For days since receiving the verdict, you had stayed holed up in your cell. You wouldn't even leave for meals, and so Mikoto coming by like this with food and drinks had become a routine over the past few days. He was the only one you were willing to see at the time, and even then you barely spoke to him, just sitting next to him and taking in all the warmth he had to offer to distract you from the pain.
And watching you go through that triggered emotions in him he hasn’t had to deal with in a long time.
He couldn’t remember any of it, but some of the other prisoners told him he’d even gotten into a fistfight trying to stop Kotoko from hurting you. And even without memory of the fact, as he sat here, your hand in his with him whispering any sort of encouragement he could to you, there was no doubt about it;
You didn’t deserve this, and while he may not know it yet, you could tell he was gonna be doing something about it later.
─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ─── End
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bloomingdayswithyou · 9 months
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Heyy, how are you? İ saw your requests was open so here i am 🧍can i request a hongjoong fluff or hurt comfort type of thing?? Im studying animation and game design in uni but i dont feel like i belong here. Finding motivation was always hard for me but its worse than ever in uni and my depression isnt helping either haHa- like for a while i stopped eating properly, not sleeping more than a few hours in a day and always do oil paintings, kinda locked myself home alone and cant find any strength to do something.
İf you cant write its alright tho!! Love you and your works <3
Guiding Light
Pairing: Hongjoong x gn!reader
Warnings: none, just angst with a good ending<3
Word count: 646
Author’s note: hi!! thanks for the request🤍 honestly I’m kind of going through something similar and just wanted to say that you’re not alone in this even though it might seem like it. Wishing you strength and healing on your journey as you pursue game design and animation or whatever you feel is right for you. 🌸
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You sat alone in your small apartment, staring at your computer’s screen which displayed a few unfinished assignments. The room was dimly lit, mirroring the haze of emotions that consumed them. The weight of depression and anxiety had become almost too much to bear, leaving you feeling lost and disconnected. Hongjoong had noticed the subtle changes in your demeanor over the past few weeks. As he knocked softly on the door, his heart filled with concern for the person he cared deeply about.
"It's me," Hongjoong called out gently, hoping to offer some comfort in your darkest hour.
Slowly, you opened the door, your eyes reflecting a mix of sadness and relief at seeing Hongjoong's caring face. "Hey," Hongjoong said softly, stepping inside and closing the door behind him. "I brought something for you." He held out a cup of warm tea, knowing it could be a small source of comfort. You took the cup with a weak smile, grateful for Hongjoong's presence. You settled on the couch together, the soft glow of the lamp casting a warm light around you.
"You know," Hongjoong began gently, "everyone faces moments when they doubt themselves or feel overwhelmed. It's okay to have those feelings. You don't have to be strong all the time."
Tears welled up in your eyes, and you couldn't help but spill your emotions to Hongjoong. You shared your struggles with finding motivation, your fears of not belonging, and all of the other burdens that seemed to weigh you down. Hongjoong listened attentively, his heart aching for you. "You're not alone in this," he said, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. "I'm here, and I care about you so much."
He pulled you into a warm embrace, creating a safe space where you could let your emotions flow freely. Hongjoong's presence was a guiding light in the darkness, offering solace and understanding.
"Sometimes, we need to take a step back and breathe," Hongjoong continued. "And it's okay to ask for help when we need it. You don't have to carry this burden alone." You clung to him, finding comfort in his words and his unwavering support. You realized that you didn't have to face your struggles alone, that Hongjoong was there to walk beside them every step of the way.
With Hongjoong's encouragement, you began to open up about how you feel with animation and game design, the dreams that had once fueled your creativity. Hongjoong listened with genuine interest, reminding you of the talent and potential you possessed.
"You are meant to be here," Hongjoong said firmly. "Your art and your creativity are unique and special. Don't let anyone or anything make you doubt that."
As the night wore on, you felt a glimmer of hope reigniting within you. Hongjoong's words acted as a balm to your wounded soul, soothing the ache of self-doubt and depression. "I'm here for you," Hongjoong said, brushing away a tear from your cheek. "And we'll get through this together. Your art, your dreams, they matter. And so do you."
In the days that followed, Hongjoong stood by your side, offering unwavering support and encouragement. They started to find motivation in your passion once again, your creativity slowly returning like the first rays of dawn after a long night.
As time passed, your art flourished once more, fueled by the newfound strength and love you had found in Hongjoong's embrace. Through the darkest of storms and the brightest of days, you held onto each other, knowing that with Hongjoong by your side, you could weather any storm and find the courage to embrace your dreams once more.
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whole-circus · 10 months
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hi! i was wondering if u could make a jeff the killer x male reader general hcs? thanks a lot!!
Jeff the Killer x male reader general dating hcs!
➥ Hii! Here you go! ( ´ω` ) Im sorry that without NSWF part, dunno if you were counting for that!
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I think that Jeff doesnt have preferences about his partner. That means that no matter what you do, what are your hobbies or what kind of person your are, he would be still into you. You can be either silly and crazy like Jeff or be calm and he will somehow match the energy with you anyways. High chance that he is "look > personality" type of person, but I believe he wouldnt be too picky.
When in relationship, he isnt the worst person to date! Jeffs mean coments turn into more teasing one? You know, you can tell when he is not being serious and just want to play with you. Once with him, you got more "friends and lovers" type of relationship. He really can be fun to have around. Not the best at comforting, but can be shoulder to cry or partner in destroying the world. He also has his clingy moments, nothing too direct but enjoys kisses and cuddles. Even if he isnt the best at showing that, he would do anything for you!
He just want someone who would take care of him, he needs that even if he will deny it. Jeff came through a lot, and under his tough, big and scary persona he wants to be cared for and loved. Will act like doesn't like it but if you pamper him he would melt - of course he will pretend to be mad but you know better! Boy doesn't live in healthy way, doesnt eat or drink enough and sleep isnt the most important for him (plus he is a killer???) so gladly appreciates all that. Bonus: be ready for cleaning bloody stains from his (or sometimes yours) clothes tho!
Jeff also need a lot of time to let himself be vurnable in front of you. Its hard for him to open up, hates the feeling of showing emotions and "being weak" (in his small brain being emotional = being lame). Im sorry but that can lead to him snapping on you, it happens when you buttle up emotions. I believe that Jeff would also have anger issues which wont be treated for obviouse reasons, so the beggining of relationship can be a bit hard. No worries, he gets better at controlling them (or just not taking anger out on you!) by time and who knows? Maybe once in a while he would seek comfort from you??
Well, Jeff is possesive and jealous, maybe sometimes to the point of this unhealthy way. Not that he would lock you in his room and chain to bed, but might get pouty when you are being too close with someone. Doesnt matter with who - your friend, stranger or just your family - there is high chance of him not talking to you for a while becasue of that or end up with rough making out session!
He is more of "I will beat or kill anyone who will look at you in the wrong way" type of romantic rather than "uwu cute dates for my cute boyfriend". Jeff can be pretty romantic...just not in standard way! You wont get expensive gifts or cheesy dinner dates with him wearing fancy suit, but you would recieve a lot of stolen things (jewelry if you wear, clothes, anything!) or just going on a walk/exploring abandon buildings at night! He is also down for cuddles, but its a secret..!
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cupidthewriter · 6 months
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thoughts while reading the 4kota manga for the first time except i already read 9 chapters so we're starting at chapter 10 (SpOilers. duh.)
wow a fox named sin i really really wonder who that could be 🤔🤔🤔 idk guys seems tough
emerel would love Nasiens
is donny ACTUALLY cute or is he just the most adult looking person here
yeah its definetly just that
i love how optimistic percival is honestly
oh hell no theres a face in that mountain what is this Junji Ito
I WAS JOKING WHY IS IT GETTING WORSE
cant have people complain about you not knowing anatomy if its so out there that you just gotta believe its part of the monster, huh nakaba?
you go Nun sister (where did she get that outfit tho)
you go percival (i already know ur a bit OP but still )
ONTO CHAPTER 11 woo wooooo
ok i know the reader isnt supposed to know its lance but I DO so right now im just thinking like HEY LANCE??? lance you know who else has a bow and arrow and really good aim?? could use your help buddy! because neither donny or percival have any use with one of those!
oh hi Talisker nice to meet you
nvm its not that nice to meet you
those knives look so sick little dude im sure you wont get annihilated
oh dear, hailstorm
awh shit hes evolving like a pokemon. i can only make one pokemon joke and I'm saving it for Sin.
chapter 12...??
DONNY HAS RED HAIR???
oh my gods this fucgking kid... give him ONE weakness please?? just one
At least make it so he has to learn for his abilities to be useful! maybe make him even a little destructive! he's LEARNING... so why can't we see that??
looking at Sin is so funny because his expression is always -_-
this guy is RAAACIST... as in, fairy and giant race
dd he just .. die???
I probably won't be posting thoughts for EVERY chapter... but it is fun, so i'll do as many as I can. especially since people seemed to like it when i posted my thoughts about GoE pt. 2 .
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what are your feelings about sukuna... would you have something to say...
VERY INTERESTING QUESTION ANON 👀👀 … i do have some feelings abt sukuna…..
the thing is. to me he just has this allure…….. that very specific villain allure that just makes me want to meowmeowify him. i want to make him blush. is it delusional? yes entirely but idc hes soooo kittycat to me. i love him. i think he’s so funny and cute. like genuinely i cant see him as scary anymore have u seen this:
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HES SOO CUTE OKAY.
but just in general !!! i think sukuna is so wonderfully written <333 the more recent chapters w gojo and kashimo made me appreciate his character a lot!! love & loneliness have always been huge themes in jjk and sukuna twists them in a really interesting way. his loneliness basically is his love — people come to him and try to break it by killing him, but he kills them instead. and sukuna himself says that it’s love.
and that’s such a perfect contrast to gojo, too, because gojo’s capacity for love is the most human thing abt him + his greatest weakness, while sukuna’s capacity for love is the most inhuman thing abt him + his greatest strenght. he thrives off his isolation, and from it stems his love. or what he views as love. idk but i like it im obsessed its right up my alley !!
just general takes aside tho im assuming that we’re all specifically asking for sukuna x reader thoughts here and anon… i do. have a fic planned. almost finished. it might disappont u though bc its a no curses au, sukuna is ooc as hell and its PURE fluff. i just turned him into a malewife. thats all 😭😭 literally just sukuna cooking for his silly little reader. put that man in a kitchen i think it would fix him (it would make him worse)
aaa but honestly !! sukuna is a character that i find rlly hard to imagine in any kind of romantic context excluding no curses aus (or any kind of au where he isnt. the way he is LMAO) but !!! i would love to have my mind opened so if u have any sukuna thoughts anon…. 👀👀 i would love to hear them!!
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nemzku · 18 days
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People can say what they want about jujustu and the reasons to why they think it fell off, and I do agree with the majority of them. But I think the real reason it fell off in quality, was a matter of 2 things.
Gege got lazy, and doesnt know how to write his own manga.
Key example: Gojos death. First of all, it happened far to early in the culling games for it to be pulled off correctly, i don’t mind the fact that gojo is dead, well, I do but that’s besides the point. My point is that gojos death happened to early, if it were to happen around where yuta got slashed in the current event in the manga, I wouldn’t mind that because Sukuna would’ve been weak enough for yuji and Yuta to finish him off at that point and then gege most likely would’ve been able to come up with a solid ending and still have gojo killed like he wanted.
If gege just didn’t kill gojo off, jujustu kaisen would’ve been great but he’s written himself into a hole he cannot get out of, the manga has gotten really repetitive. A new character steps in, they get hyped up, (not kusakabe tho LMAOOO), and then they get scaled to gojos power, or is to be said to have the potential to rival gojos abilities. And then get absolutely destroyed the next week.
I feel like gege wanted gojo gone so bad to the point where he didn’t care if it were to create a plot hole in the story, or he didn’t realize, back to my point having said he doesn’t know how to write his own manga. But gojo is literally stated to be THE strongest in the entire manga over at least 5 times. Yet but it is actually stated sukuna NEEDED mahoraga in order to win but then again, later on, Uraume says sukuna hasn’t gone all out which scales him higher than gojo?
Also, multiple characters who are stated to have the potential to rival gojo, which alone, the fact that gege did this repetitive run and then had them ALL get washed by sukuna, even some of them before he went ‘all out’ just further proves my point about gege writing himself into a power scaling hole.
And gojo dying, was not the completion of the downfall, you then have kenjaku ‘dying’ to yuta,(Literally the most disappointing moment in all of jujustu kaisen for me), and haraki not beating uraume for over 15 chapters and even though this isnt really bad writing per say, it just annoys me how haraki is hyped up by the narrative but hasn't done shit lately. 😭😭
Those 3 things alone are a lot to unpack, but anyways, i wanted yuta to have a win, i really did. But giving it to him the way gege did just completely defeated the entire point of making him win against kenjaku. Plus, yknow its bad when the reader is left wondering if the characters actually dead from how underwhelming it was, but enough critizing for now. I'd actually put Takaba vs Kenjaku as the best jjk fight on my list, and then probably gojo vs sukuna itself, even if it has bad writing in the aftermath of it. I still really like the fight itself.
But gege does not know what to do with his characters, for instance, haraki. He's been stalling Haraki vs Uraume for months now for the sukuna fight, cutting off over to them ONLY to leave sukuna vs yuji on a cliffhanger, its very obvious he doesn't care about the majority of the characters because its like hes not even trying anymore to make plausible fights in the manga anymore. The only way Yuji and everyone else can win is either,
A: Bring gojo back.
B: Make up something that ruins the already ruined plot.
But I'm not trying to be mean to gege, i actually really like jjk, but, jjk in recent, has had a massive downfall. The shibuya arc and the culling games (up until gojos death) carries jujutsu kaisen. (But all can be forgiven if you just kill off haraki gege! 🙏🏽🙏🏽)
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